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part 3 the 5th guy opened the door and to find 3 more people 1 saying he saw a flyer in the bar down the street and wanted to check it out. They come in and see the sight and instantly drop there pants dying to get a turn already everyone continues to breed him all thru the night for every one that leaves two show up. Nick passed out sometime thru out it but that didnt stop the fucking. He was used non stop. Early in the morning the next day after the last guy was done putting his 4th load into him. He took another picture and headed for the door. As he was walking out room keeping was walking up to the door. (Younger guy picking up a part time job during collage) "aww man your going to have quite the mess to clean up in there man. Dont have to much fun." The last guy said and walked off. Confused the house keeper opened the door and was beyond shocked. He walked in closed the door and started checking out the damage getting more and more turned on he snapped a couple pictures and sent it to his hockey team saying guys look at rhis gold mine i just found! After he hit send he dropped his pants and got right to buisness halfway thru the fuck nick woke up realizing hes still getting fucked and tried to scream out again hoping for some kind of help "aww come on i know i was late to the party but i still want a turn!" A few more thrusts latter and he was bred yet again. After he got dressed he undid Nicks restraints. "So you have about 10 min until check out so you might want to shower before going thru the loby lookong like a cum dump. Also heres my number the guys and me are always looking for a nice hole to pass around let me know when i can use you again" then he left. Nick sat there destroyed trying to understand what happened he got up stumbling from the pain and went to shower off and try to get as much cum out of him as possible. As he took off his cum filled jock he realized the cum was his he must of liked it deep down because the condom that was still on him was over flowing opeing his jock looked like a spider web of his own cum. He got in the shower trying to make himself feel clean again as hard as possible and try to clear his mind. Tho even after his shower and an additional 5 minutes on the toilet he still couldnt get all the cum out. He decided not to wear his jock consodering the cum so was freeballing in his shorts and tank walking to his car as he sat down he felt his shorts were soaked with cum already. When he opened his phone he saw he had several new emails. He opened them to find countless photos and videos of the night which got him hard again. He started jerking watching it all and messaged back asking when we can do it again. With that he went home. the end Again i know im bad at this whole story thing but hey i tried i didnt know how to finish it but i tried lol

This is all just fiction never really happened.Just a huge fantasy of mine. Also i know i have really bad grammar and spelling. part 1 Nick was a pretty nice fun shy guy but was also had a bit a pervy side. So he would go on sex sites and talk to other guys about these fetishes that he has and listened to what they would do to him and leed them on with no real intention of going thru with it just to get off. Well there was one guy John who he talked to regularly on bbrt about hooking up at a hotel and being bound and fucked. Well time went on and eventually just talking about it wasnt cutting it anymore he needed the real thing so he messaged John and told him that he wanted to meet up and finally do it. But that he was nervous about it so it would prefer it if he brought a condom. John agreed saying he already has one in his pocket ready to go! John told him that he got a hotel room and where it was. Nicks heart was pounding he took a shower put on a jock some basket ball shorts and a tank top. When he arrived he sat in the parking lot for about 10 min wondering if he should just make an excuse and leave. But he thought about the what was going to happen and decided to just go and do it. So he headed up to the hotel room knocked on the door and john answered wearing noting but a towel. Nicks face grew red and he walked inside and didnt say a word john dropped his towel and told Nick to get to sucking. He wasted no time and was on his knees. He blew him for about 5 min getting him nice and hard. Then jihn said "thats enough lets get down to what you came here for. Take off your clothes." Nick slowly got up and started undressing until he was wearing nothing but his jock and very nervously asked what the safty word would be. John let hik know that its banana. With that John spun him around and threw him on the bed face down and began to bind him to the bed spread eagle. He asked if there was any room to pull free. Nick pulled on all the restraints and couldnt budge at all. Nick said "no i cant im stuck." "Good now its time for the fun to start." John said. And then put a gag in Nicks mouth saying that a safety word would just take the fun away. And with that he grabbed a bottle of what looked like white somewhat hand soap. John assured him that its just some "special" lube and would make it feel so much better. And with that he started to lube Nick up telling hiw nice his smooth hole looked and started to tease it with his cock pocking the head all around lubbing it even more with precum. He started to poke his head in and out pushing more and more "lube" into him. He kept this going until Nicks hole swollowed almost the whole bottle. And then started to push his cock all the way in then Nick started screaming thru the gag. "Oh right the condom" John said "let me grab it" with that John still a little inside Nicks hole leaned over to the nightstand the weight and angle he was leaning pushed his cock balls deep into Nicks hole. Which made him scream out into the gag. "Oh right forgot inwas still inside of you. Gotta say you feel amazing!" "Dont worry i got the condom just let me enjoy this a bit" he said as he started to thrust in and out harder and harder finally pulling out all the way witha rope of "lube connecting from his cock head to Nicks hole. "I think i used to much lube its just pooring out of you!" He said as he was opening the condom. He then grabed his phone and took a picture. "This is just a keeps sake for tonight" He then started to alighn his cock against Nicks hole again "dont worry i have the condom. But wait didnt you say you wanted it here you go" he then reached around under nick and put the condom on Nicks cock. " theres your condom were using as agreed" and with thatbhe went balls deep into Nicks hole again bare! Nick tried to struggle and get him off but he was bound and couldnt fight him he was taking his first anonymous cock bare. "Oh come on it cant get any wurst that lube your full of is actually my cum jar each time you blew me off i blew a load inside so you could still get it" Nick really starting fighting after hearing this "oh yeah keep fighting it! Tighten that hole fuck yeah feels nice! You gonna make me shoot some more of this pozz load inside of you at that rate!" Nick started whimpering and bucking a bit more but when he did John thrust as deep as he could and Nick started to feel his cock pulsing leaving another load. "Fuck yeah that was well worth the wait to pozz that nice ass!" John then thrust a couple more time and started to pull out stoped at the halfway point and took another picture, pulled all the way out and continued taking pictures, he started to spred Nicks cheeks taking more pictures. "Oh dont wory the fun is just getting started! Ive been talking to some guys on bbrt about you standing people up just to get yourself off well i told them about tonight and how they will finally get a turn on you. Isnt that great also figured id post an add on craigslist too see who all shows up. Pimp this nice ass out to get my money back for this room fugured 5 dollors a nutt would do tho your going to be a bit sore by time were done." Nick layed there quite then there was a knock at the door. John answered "nice to see you guys could make it! I broke him in for ya im gonna go home take a shower i posted an add on craigslist too so there should be alooooot of guys showing up dont turn anyone away everyone gets a turn. Ill be back tomorrow some time hes yours in the mean time see ya" Nick was crying hearing this then what sounded like 6-10 people walked in. "Damn he really went to town on that ass!" One of the voices said "were about to have a fun time tonight!" Another guy said. And with that i end part one im not really good at writing stories but if you guys like it ill continue!

Chapter IV. After being loaded with the bellhop’s cum, both my boy and I were still out of breath as the bus pulled away from the hotel in Berlin. In that city, we’d both gone from being in a semi-monogamous relationship to taking cum from likely-POZ strangers. We slumped down in the seats and my boy slid his left hand down his pants and past his crotch to his freshly fucked hole. I could actually hear cum squelching in his ass. He smiled and slid his right hand down the back of my pants. Once both hands were good and cummy he smiled. The tour guide walked past us and stopped. He leaned over me and sucked the cum off of both my boy’s hands. ‘Get some rest, guys. I’m going to show you a good time in Prague tonight. He tousled my hair and walked away. I dozed off and woke up a bit later to find my boy gone. I poked my head over the seats and couldn’t see him anywhere. I also couldn’t put eyes on our hunky tour guide. I snickered and tiptoed past the other sleeping tourists and put my ear to the bus bathroom. I heard short breathing and the occasional wince. I rapped lightly at the door and the breathing stopped. The door cracked open and my sweaty boy peeked out. ‘Wait your turn!’ he hissed and closed the door. I knew he was at that moment probably full of raw dick. I went back to the seat and giggled, amazed at how hungry my once-almost-prudish boyfriend was now for raw cock. A few minutes later he hobbled back to the seat, and leered at me. ‘He’s ready for you,’ he said, winking. I stood up and kissed him. ‘He breed you?’ I whispered as I licked his earlobe. He nodded and whispered back, ‘He did. And he’s got a load for you too…’ He smacked my cheek and I headed back to the bathroom, glad that the rest of the passengers were all dozing. I opened the door, and there was the tour guide, naked from the waist down, with his huge uncut hard-on glistening with his seed and my boy’s fresh ass juices. His dick stood straight up, in front of his navel tattoo. I started drooling. The bathroom was very small. I nearly bent in half to try to lick the pearls of cum off of his dick. The tour guide stood me up, pulled my pants off and spun me around. He spit into his palm to grease my hole a bit and then pulled me down onto his cock. It was a good thing that I had fresh bellboy seed dripping out of me to ease his pounding or it would have seriously hurt. I didn’t realize I was moaning until he wrapped his sweaty paw over my mouth. He kept his hand there as he pistoned into me. He growled, ‘You’re in for it now. Took longer to work this load up since your boy got my first load of the day!’ He slammed into me and held me down so I couldn’t have pulled off of his raw cock even if I had wanted to. I made my way back to the seat to find my boy smiling in his sleep. We both slept a bit and woke up about three hours later on the outskirts of Prague. The sightseeing that day was lovely, but that’s not I’m here to tell, and not what you’re here to read about. After a breathless day of seeing too many touristy places, we checked in to our hotel. Dinner that night was to be in the hotel restaurant. We were hoping that there would be some naughty fun later so we showered and cleaned out pretty well just in case. I got so turned on watching him clean out that once he was spic and span, I dove into his ass. I swear I could still taste the tour guide’s load seeping out of his ass even after all of the cycles of cleaning… I had to fuck him. I lost my load quickly. I fired my cum into him, the third load up his ass of the day, and he pulled off quickly, stabbed his cock into me, and filled me up with what felt like a big sticky load, my third load too. As we were changing for dinner, and hopefully naughty fun afterwards, there was a knock at the door. A very handsome man was standing there with an envelope in his hand. He handed it to us, winked, turned, and walked off. After the morning tryst with the Berlin bellhop, we were surprised that he didn’t stay to fool around. I opened the envelope, and saw that it was an invitation to a private club with both of our names on it. It read, ‘Show me for free admission to the VIP area,’ followed by a street address. I got excited about what sort of club it might be, knowing that the tour guide must have arranged the invite for us. We headed down to dinner, ate a hearty meal, with the tour guide always finding a way to wink at us, or stroke our shoulders as he brushed by from table to table. I was rock hard the whole time. My boy reached over and under the table unzipped my pants, whipping out my cock. Of course, the timing worked out so that the busboy was clearing plates and got an eyeful. He froze for a split second, then licked his lips. As he walked away, my boy got up and followed him to the kitchen. I knew someone was going to get fucked. The tour guide appeared, as if on cue, saying, ‘Your boy must be entertaining Josef…’ I grinned. ‘You think your boy will take his load?’ I nodded. ‘Good,’ he replied, leaning forward to stroke my drooling cock. ‘He’ll need lots of lube for what I have planned for you both tonight. So will you.’ I nodded again, my throat dry. ‘You may want to see if you can find them… I bet he’s good for two loads. Most Czech boys are…’ I took his advice, zipped up, and headed down a back hallway to the kitchen area. I heard deep grunting through a closed door, took a deep breath, and opened the door. There was my boy, on his back on a stack of boxes, with Josef hammering his hole and another guy forcefully fucking his throat. Josef grunted with each thrust, while my boy had his head craned back, swallowing the huge dick swinging around in his mouth. The dick belonged to a surly heavyset hairy guy with white pants bunched up at his ankles. I could see my boy’s throat bulge every time the dick in his mouth slid deep. The guy motioned for me to come over to him. He pulled out of my boy’s mouth and my boy looked up at me, almost annoyed that he only had one raw cock in him. The heavy guy yanked my pants down and bent me over my boy, who greedily swallowed my cock. The guy’s cock was thick, and I was again glad to be slick with cum to ease a fresh dick entering me. I licked and stroked my boy’s cock as Josef kept fucking him. I felt like I was being split in two with the dick inside me thrusting deeper and deeper. I also felt the guy’s sweaty hairy belly slipped around on my ass and lower back. I’d never been fucked by a guy with a big belly before, and I loved the sensation. He smacked my ass and cursed at me, maybe in Turkish? Josef picked up his pace, and the hairy Turk matched him. The both moaned as they started cumming at the same time, filling my boy and me up with fresh cum. The Turk pulled out immediately, slapped his dick on my crack, pulled up his pants, grabbed his shirt and disappeared quickly. Josef took a little more time, easing back and forth in my boy’s hole. I watched as sweat glistened and trickled down his slim chest. He leaned forward and fingered my hole a bit. He said in a sexy strong accent, ‘I will see you boys later tonight… well, maybe not see you, but feel you…’ He winked and got dressed, leaving me and my boy to pull ourselves together. We dressed and entered the dining room just in time for dessert. Josef brought us coffee whispering, ‘you better stay awake… It’s going to be a long night for you both!’ To be continued…

Part 2 Nick was terafied of what was still to come and the horror only grew when he started hearing zippers unzip. "Hope you guys dont mind but im gonna add my load to the mix first" he then aligned his cock to nicks hole and went balls deep first thrust. nick screamed into the gag "oh dont worry this is pay back for standing us up now your ours until we say other wise and were going to make sure to really take our time fucking this hole up!" He continued to destroy nicks hole each whimper made him thrust harder. Another guy picked up the "lube" "ahhhh this must be that special lube John was talking about" he opened it walking to nicks face "your going to learn what its like to be a real cum slut" he then started pooring the cum lube all over nicks face and around his face so no matter where he tried to move he has a face full of cum. "Whats wrong i thought you love cum? I thought you wanted to drown in it isnt that what you said?" He grabed nicks hair picking up his head. He dipped his cock in the puddle of cum and started smeering it all over nicks face "im going to paint your face with this cum untill its my turn" he kept painting his face grabbing more cum smearing it all over including in his nose "yeah you smell that? Get used to it thats all your going to know for now on" the first guy by this time was ready to blow his load shoved all the way to the balls and mixed his seed to the collection "fuck that was worth the wait hope you agree." The second guy who was smearing cum all over his face started to line up to his ass when the third guy tried to get in the way "come on you had fun with his face let me in here" no the second guy said how about you just fuck him with me im sure hes slick enough for two right?" Fine the third guy said and crawled under nick "holy shit hes wearing a condom! And its full! Over flowing!" The fourth guy butted in "hey i have an idea" he pulled the condom off grabed nicks face. "Open up" he said and squezzed his cheeks forcing his mouth open. Then he poured the condom in emptieng it and shoving the gag back in forcing him to taste his own cum. "Now to put it back on" he put the condom back on his still hard dripping dick ready to be filled up again. "Thats fucking hot" the third guy said. Then he lined his cock up and shoved it in looking in the eyes as another cock penetrated him. The second guy lined up and started to push his way in. "Fuck hes tight this is going to feel amazing!" Nick screaming and fighting with all his might couldnt stop this attack on his ass. The second guy was now compleatly in and couldnt hold back any more and just started fucking like a jack rabbit! Tearing nicks hole apart before you know it hes filled with 2 more loads! "Fuck that was hot think im going to stick around for another load" the 3rd guy still hard kept fucking the loads around not letting up. As the 4th guy lined up there was a nock at the door. To be continued

“Wakey, wakey little bro” I said slapping my semi-conscious brother across his face. He blinked slowly as his eyes began to open fully, staring up at my grinning face before realising he couldn’t move properly, swivelling to his left then right and seeing that he was naked and that his legs and arms were outstretched with his ankles tied to his wrists and in turn fastened somewhere off the sides of the bed he was lying on. He couldn’t say anything because he was wearing a ball gag and the full realisation of his predicament was sinking in. He was totally naked and his smooth ass and cunt hole were totally exposed. He tried to say something into the ball gag and I laughed, “What’s that little bro?” I asked, “You say you’re looking forward to this afternoon, that’s good little bro” I replied, talking over his struggling and clearly angry tirade. I slapped his face hard again and he immediately stopped, looking up with tears welling in his eyes. “That’s better you little cunt” I said looking down at him sternly, “You need to learn some respect” He also noticed now that I too was naked, standing before him with my fat cock dangling limply between my legs. “I guess you’re wondering why I’ve got you tied naked to my bed, hey little bro?” I asked him. He stared up at me and said nothing, “Well it’s a bit of story really and begins with me finding out that you’ve been secretly filming me in my room for the last year.” I watched my brother’s reaction and it was of a guy with sudden dawning realisation that he’d been caught doing wrong and was probably going to have to pay for it. Of course, he didn’t yet know how. “So imagine my surprise when one of my buds rings me up to tell me he’s seen a video clip on a porn site of a guy getting his cunt fucked, who looked a lot like me”, I continued on, “It turns out there wasn’t just one clip either, but a few, all with a title saying ‘My bro getting pozzed’”, I stopped for more reaction but my brother knew he was in trouble now and just stared up at me looking scared. “Well I decided to check out my room and guess what I found”, holding up a small black cube, “A fucking camera, actually, three fucking cameras.” “Well little bro, I thought two could play at this and I set a couple up in your room, only one of mine was pointed at your computer so I could see what your password was” I said grinning, “IFUCKBOYS; that was quite interesting. I didn’t know you were gay as well little bro but then I saw you and your hot friend making out while you both watched me getting cock”. My brother was listening intently but he couldn’t do anything except stare up, still with tears in his eyes. “So you like seeing your big bro getting dick, that right, you little shit?” I asked, slapping him again. “You know, I should really thank you” I said stepping back and sitting on the end of the bed next to him, “I did actually want some record of my conversion and you filmed it for me. I don’t think you knew at the time, but I had four toxic guys come and use me a few months ago and you captured the whole thing. How they all took turns raping my cunt and loading me with HIV poz cum. You filmed my conversion.” I said, placing a hand on his smooth six pack stomach. “Remember when I got ill a month ago and was sick for a week. Mum thought I had the flu, which I did, but it was fuck flu, and now I’m poz and I’m very toxic right now too” I said grinning down at him and stroking his naked skin. “So little bro, I’m gonna help you out” I started, “I’ve invited the same four poz guys back round and we’re going to rape your neg cunt all night. We’re going to convert you too, because you want it don’t you little bro?” I finished, staring into his eyes and gripping his cock. He began to shake and I could see terror in his eyes but his dick was swelling in my hand and I knew somewhere in his head he was turned on, “You like that don’t you” I said squeezing his cock. I turned to the door and called, “Hey guys”. My brother looked up at the door as it opened and in walked four familiar and totally naked guys, sporting a variety of builds and semi-hard cocks from large to lethal looking. “Little bro, let me introduce you to Aleksy, Joe, Ethan and Rob” I said. The four guys were a bit of a mix of build but all were athletic to muscular, with Rob, the most standout of them all; black, muscular, tattooed and clearly massive in the cock department. Even limp it was lethal looking. Ethan was perhaps slightly more emaciated than athletic looking, and had some bruising to his skin, which was because he had Aids. I knelt up on the bed with my cock slowly rising and each guy stepped up for a kiss and a cock fondle, which I made sure my sibling could see clearly. “Well boys, this is Matthew my little bro and the shit who needs to be taught a lesson.” I said with an evil grin. Matt looked at me and continued to shake a little before realising each guy behind me was also looking down at him with a look of utter lust and desire to rape him. “Now I reckon you boys should do to him what you did to me and in the order we discussed.” I said winking at them, before stepping up off the bed and reaching for a video camera. “And don’t worry bro, I’m going to film the whole thing so I can sell you’re rape and conversion to a porn site.” With that, Aleksy, the first of the four studs moved forward to the bed and climbed on, his fat dick dangling semi erect. Aleksy was Polish with a nice muscular body and short dark hair. I’d met him online and we’d fucked plenty. He was totally top but could be a dirty shit, which I loved very much. He didn’t waste any time in grabbing my bros now erect dick and squeezing it hard so we could hear an intake of air through the ball gag, before leaning down and rimming out Matt’s unprotected ass hole. I was capturing the action by the side of my brother and would focus on his expression, which right now and considering his predicament, was one of pleasure, as Aleksy kept forcing his tongue into my bros cunt, squeezing and wanking his cock. It wasn’t long before my bro received his first cock of the day as Akeksy forced his now eight inch fat dick roughly into Matt who was clearly in some discomfort not having time to adjust. Very soon Aleksy was fucking my bro hard and deep while the other guys stood round wanking their dicks. I got plenty of close ups of cock in cunt and of Matt’s face as he had clearly begun to enjoy this, possibly forgetting the deadly load he was about to receive. For the next twenty odd minutes my bro was relentlessly fucked with Aleksy occasionally gripping his neck, squeezing and then spitting in his face. The look on my sibling’s face was exquisite because he couldn’t prevent any of it. Finally, I knew Aleksy was close and got the camera right in as he slowed and began groaning loudly before pumping the first toxic load into my brother’s negative cunt. I also noticed Matt was suddenly back to reality and realising what was happening as his eyes went from a look of pleasure to terror. He clearly liked the fucking but wasn’t yet happy about the toxic ending. As Aleksy pulled out, I zoomed in on my bros ravaged cunt hole which was now seeping cum. “Joe, get in there and lick that out for me” I instructed as the next stud, a six foot four inch, athletically built and shaved headed guy was on the bed and kneeling at my bros exposed hole in an instant, licking out the dripping cum. I wanked my own cock as I filmed it, “Let me taste Joe” I said as he turned to me, grinning, with cum on his lips and face. We kissed quickly and he pushed the felched splooge into my mouth. I swallowed it all as Joe spat some on his nice fat seven inch cock and lined up to fuck Matt. Joe raped my bro for a good half an hour and clearly my brother was now beginning to come to terms with his predicament because he was clearly now enjoying being fucked. When Joe eventually let out a loud and lengthy groan, I knew he was dumping a huge load. Joe was a heavy cummer and sure enough as I zoomed in again, the cum practically squirted out my brother’s cunt hole, now nicely stretched and red raw. It was Ethan’s turn next, the emaciated Aid’s riddled breeder. My bro eyed him with clear trepidation but Ethan didn’t waste the cum dripping out, he too went down for a felch and not bothering to ask, I went in too and was rewarded with a nice mouth full of the fresh splooge. Ethan’s cock was long, thin and bruised but was soon ravaging my brothers hole. The sweat was pouring off the pair of them and with Rob still side lined and wanking his enormous nine inch shaft, he knelt next to Ethan and licked off his sweat before they kissed hard. Joe couldn’t hold back either and was kneeling by the side of the bed, wanking my brother as he was being fucked before turning to me and sucking my cock as I filmed on. Soon, Ethan too ejaculated into my brother, “Ah little bro, your first Aid’s load” I cried as the other guys laughed. My brother’s expression was harder to work out now, it looked very much like he was happy to have received it. I could have been wrong, “You know what guys, I reckon the dumb little fuck slut is starting to enjoying this now” Ethan pulled out of Matt’s hole and stood up so that Rob could finally get at my brothers red raw cunt. Rob had been waiting a long time now and didn’t want to delay, he simply fingered out some of the cum in my brother’s hole, smeared It on his cock and then rammed it fully into his hole. We all heard the scream, even with a ball gag on, it couldn’t muffle my brothers discomfort and laughing again, we watched as Rob power-drived nine inches of BBC into my young brothers ravaged hole. Matt was in clear discomfort having never had something so big inside him and Rob was intent on tearing his ass hole as we noticed a few trickles of blood now dripping out. Joe was getting me close as I continued to film as best as I could and capturing the power of Rob as he fucked my brother, which was awe-inspiring. The whole bed was shaking as he continued to force his massive tool into Matt, a pleasure I have experienced many times. I knew I was close now, “Rob, hold up” I said through gritted teeth and pulling free of Joe, I knelt up on the bed and while I filmed, Joe may made me cum, with a few last strokes by hand and so that I shot my load onto Rob’s exposed cock, “Some more lube” I groaned. Rob grinned and continued to fuck my brother, pushing my cum into my siblings hole. Finally, Rob let out a deep guttural growl and slowed as he pumped yet another toxic load into my brother as the sweat dripped off them, spreading over the entire bed. My brother was clearly in some distress but that didn’t bother me at all. Knowing he was being knocked up was much more important. To be continued……………….

Been working on getting this one guy to go Bare and quite the progress this week. Met up with him earlier in the week and he has the tendency to overdue it on the poppers and have to stop fucking so he can get hard again. At this session he had some BB porn on his computer, and his profile references PrEP but he's yet to take the plunge. While he's on a break to recover his cock (long fucks in general) he takes the condom off and makes comments about wanting to fuck me BB, asks status etc. and after a couple minutes, tentatively slides right in bare. As I said earlier, he fucks a while normally (usually 60+ minutes) this time about 5 minutes in me BB he says he's going to cum, pulls out strokes a couple times and shoots a huge load all over my ass that I push into my hole afterwards. Tonight I hit him up again and do the usual "you horny" dance. We agree to meet up again and I ask if he wanted the same thing as last time, and I don't hear anything back. We're both versatile but last time we did not flip, so after a few minutes I respond to him telling him curious if he wanted to top or flip or what. He doesn't respond again and I think I've lost him, he has guilt of fucking BB. A few more minutes go bye and he messages me. He says he can't stop thinking about being bare in my hole, and how good it felt. Score! He's going the way everyone I've met who plays safe does. We chat back and forth a few minutes, he asks about status and how much BB I do. After a few messages more I get on the way to his place. I get there and he answers the door naked and rock hard! We go to the bedroom, and again he has BB porn on. I start sucking his cock and can tell he's on edge and won't last long no matter what. When he's ready to fuck he gets the fucking condom out! (When I got home I doublechecked the messages and realize he never said he wanted BB, but that was definitely between the lines) He puts the condom on, doesn't like the feel, takes it off, puts it backs on again, turns it inside out. After a few minutes of this I grab the condom and pull it off his cock. I tell him we both know he wanted it BB. He hesitates, gets up goes behind me, lubes his cock and ass and slides in Bare, as he should! Another relatively short fuck and he again pulls out, shoots on my ass and I push it in. I have to work on him doing a proper breeding ;-) but I think we're on the way. Oh, and I decided to take the condom as a memento to share, you can see it below ;-)

Raw Sex Vacation in Montreal (2nd Night - Fri., Feb. 17, 2017) - Part Two Hey, Rawboyz! Very interesting 2nd day here in Montreal. Still French Canadians continue to astound me. So open here... After lunch at a Portuguese grill, I set out for WEGA DVD store a few short blocks away from where I was staying. I was told that after 3 PM things pick up. Great store to pick up your own favourite bb DVD. I was there for the viewing booths in their basement. After my eyes adjusted to the darker nature of the bathroom, I got to my room and sat down in the chair before the TV screen. I had an opening in the wall when a cock could pop through. I saw a guy I was interested in sucking off. He seemed to have drop by after work to drain his cock and de-stress. I went to his room on the other side and took his young hard cock in my mouth. Within 2 minutes I had a hot load in my mouth. He came very fast. Enjoyable! LOAD ONE for today! I wasn't going to stay around much longer for it was a bit dead there. On to GI Joe sauna... At Gi Joe, there was much more action. A tall black guy came into my room. He had a long hard cock. I sucked him for a few minutes. I couldn't quite get the length of it all in my mouth. I did try. He turned me around to prepare my hole to be fucked. A little lube and he was in me RAW. He took his dick out and put a condom on it to try it in my hole. Then, he took his dick out and thought about it. He took the condom off and entered me a third time RAW. Within 5 minutes he came in my hole. LOAD TWO for today! Afterwards, I went down to the basement, their 'dungeon'. In the darkened glory hole area I met a younger man who I was immediately attracted to. He sucked my hard dick for a bit and turned around to present his lubed hole. Cue: I want to get fucked by you! I slid in effortlessly into his hole. I fucked him for a bit. He wanted to kiss, so I exited his hole and we kissed and embraced. He went off to another corner of the glory hole area. Another guy was fucking him but he took my hard dick in his mouth. Remember, I'm still sore from all the fucking yesterday. This beautiful guy was so sensitive in sucking my hard, sore dick that I rewarded him with my hot load in his mouth. He said in French, 'Ca va!' (kind of like - ok! yes!). I kissed him to thank him. He was so happy as was I! LOAD THREE for today! All in a couple of hours at GI Joe sauna. Time to get something to eat after all this bb sex! I hope you enjoyed this new post! Tomorrow I will driving home to the Toronto area (about a 6 hr drive). The roads are dry and the weather is clear! Happy barebacking, rawboyz! Read1

I work in healthcare and when I have to ask these questions, or any questions that I think the person might lowball the figure of what I am asking---things like how often/much do you drink or use drugs or have sex and number of partners---I chart what you tell me but in my head I am thinking what the number really is. Once they realize I don't judge them for whatever it is I usually get a more honest answer. You aren't fooling them and in all honesty if they give you shit about what you tell them they are not the one you need to be seeing.

Chapter III. We got up early, still sticky and crispy with wet and dried cum. I threw our things into our suitcases while my boy showered. As I was finishing packing, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to a super sexy bellhop, tall and fit, maybe mid-20s, with wispy bangs over his eyes. He winked at me and slid past into the room. ‘Your guide told me you have a long bus ride ahead of you. You need something to get you through the day…’ I was just in my underwear, and he yanked them down, gobbling down my dick before I could say anything. He pushed me back on the bed and raised my legs high so he could eat my ass. He moaned into me, ‘someone took some loads last night… Delicious!’ I clenched my eyes and grunted as he slid a wet finger or two into me. I heard the shower stop and felt the bellhop’s cock slide into me alongside his fingers. He pumped into me muttering, ‘gonna fill you up… You’re gonna take my seed…’ I grunted in reply. He stopped and groaned but I didn’t feel the wetness I’d all-too-recently come to associate with being bred. I opened my eyes and saw my boy, glistening from the shower, easing his cock into the bellboy. The tables had turned in one night, my boy raw topping and me taking a stranger’s bare dick. The bellhop still had his uniform shirt on, but I could see a scorpion tattoo peeking out from under the shirt. ‘Fuuuuuck….’ I hissed, knowing that the guy inside me was likely POZ. My boy picked up his pace and started fucking the bellhop into me. The bellboy threw back his head and rocked back and forth between the two of us. ‘Gonna cum!,’ he shouted, never slowing his pace. I felt his balls tighten as they slapped against my hole and knew he was breeding me. My boy jack-hammered his hole so hard that the bellhop’s softening cock slipped out of me. I spun around and licked it clean. I looked to the alarm clock and pulled away. I smelled like raw sex and needed to shower. I left my boy pumping away at the bellhop’s ass. I hobbled to the shower, leaking seed. I rinsed off quickly, making sure to leave my hole sloppy with fresh cum. I turned the water off and toweled off to the sounds of aggressive fucking from the bedroom. My boy was still shiny, now with sweat and water as he bounced up and down on his haunches, taking the bellhop’s now-hard-again cock in deep strokes. With only minutes to spare, the bellhop came again, shooting his load deep into my boy’s ass. My boy shot his load all over the bed and leapt off of him. They kissed hard as they both fumbled to get dressed as quickly as possible. We were minutes away from missing out bus. I finished zipping up the suitcases and the three of us raced downstairs to join the tour group. Our guide was grinning from ear to ear as we climbed onto the bus. He looked both ways to see if anyone was looking, and patted our asses as we got on the bus. ‘Good pigs,’ he whispered as I slid by him. The bellhop put out suitcases into the bus and waved goodbye to us as the motor started and we pulled away, our hair still wet, and our holes leaking fresh cum. The tour guide shook his head as he came to out seat and handed us two brown-bagged breakfasts. ‘Didn’t see you in the breakfast room… I think you must have been enjoying your morning gift…’ He winked as we smiled back at him and then leaned forward to whisper, ‘Gift is German for poison, you know…’ We kept grinning, I felt my hole wink knowing toxic seed was simmering inside me. ‘I hope he lubed you both up… I might need some distraction on this ride…’ The guide patted our shoulders and sauntered up the aisle. To be continued…

Ok, first time posting so bare with me. The following story takes place a couple of years ago when I first turned 18; I'd been together with the same woman since my freshman year of high school and had only had a thought or two about anything gay, I hadnt even kissed a man yet. On that fateful night I was sexually frustrated; my gf had gone to Barbados with her parents for a week and masterbating didnt cut it anymore, so I was horny and losing patience. The second night she was gone I had been trying to get off watching some porn but was slowly getting annoyed cus I couldnt get hard. It was then, in my stoned haze, my fingers wandered down to my tight asshole and started lightly brushing the entrance. I stopped after the first finger opened me open and, embarassed, I began rolling a joint. I started smoking and looking for another porn vid to help me cum, somehow drifting into gay porn. I was halfway through a scene of a large black man stretching a tiny white boy with his massive cock that I took notice of my own fingers; sloppily playing with my hole like a womans pussy. I wasnt embarassed this time though and instead going over scenarios in my head, meeting a black god and letting him take my anal virginity. Maybe it was the pot, maybe it was because I was so horny; either way I hopped on google to look for a way to meet men. I was too nervous to try an app, afraid it would show up on my phone plan, and felt craigslist was my best bet for discretion. So off I went, taking sexy pucs for my ad and my gf the furthest thing from my mind. All i could think of was being loved by a real man, a new sensation almost too intoxicating for me to handle. After a painfully long twenty minutes, I had my first reply; 38, 6ft2, ripped like hercules with five images attached of a monstrous 9in cut cock. That was the first of many times I felt my pussy wink. I gave him the address of my gfs parents house, where I wait alone with my right hand fingering myself at the thought of what was about to happen. There was a knock on the door and my heart skipped a beat, I opened it to find the sexiest man Ive ever seen in real life. He was easily double my size; me being 5ft6, 130lbs, lean and toned. I walked him into the bedroom and expressed that it was my first time with a man with anxious shaking in my voice. "Dont worry, boy, Ill take things nice and slow..." He with a deep and sensual growl, he removed his shirt and instructed me to get undressed. Removing my pants first, leaving my boxers on, I took my shirt off; only for him to be towering above me once I was able to see again. He gripped my freshly-shaved chin and tilted my head upwards, splitting my lips open with his massive tongue and started gently massaging my own tongue. I fell into his massive build, the warmth of his body heating me like a furnace, his large hands slipped my boxers to the floor and began kneeding my tiny ass with such sexual force it had me moaning like Id only ive heard my gf moan. I was releasing deep slutty moans each time his tongue left my mouth to take a breath. "Mmm...you like my tongue that much, boy?" He asked, running his tongue across my lips; i instinctually lapped at him with my tongue until we were drowning in one anothers spit once again. At some point his manly fingers had found, and subsequently entered, my tight boy-pussy. "Ill take that as a yes." He laughed, removibg one hand from my ass to unbutton his pants and allow them to fall to the floor. I didnt have to see it, I could feel his massive god cock pressing into my tummy; his heavy balls draped over my painfully hard cock. "On your knees." The god ordered with a slap on my ass, I sank to my knees and came face-to-face with his ebony python; illuminated in an orange glow from the dim light and dripping a stream of precum into a puddle between us. "...oh." I said when the monster jumped, the god laughed and brushed the back of my head; bringing my closer to his meat. "Show it some love...pretend we're kissin again." He said soothingly. I gulped, this is it, after I inevitably swallow this perfect cock Ill never be able to be with my gf the same ever again... I tried shoving his entire cock down my throat in one go, gagging violently and pulling away; only for my godly love to force his rod back into my mouth, his pubes shoved into my nose and I breifly tried to fight it before giving in. He fucked my throat so deep and for so long that I my voice came out raspy and raw. "Please...be my first?" I laud down on my beck and opened my legs like id seen my gf do when shes too drunk and really horny. "I want you inside me." I growled and he lept on top of me, his cock sliding into my ass crack; the warmth caused my hole to twitch like a strobe light. "You got a condom, boy?" The god asked while aiming his dick at my pussy. I thought, only for a split second, about the box of condoms in the bedside table but instead found myself pushing my ass closer; until his cock-head was halfway inside of me. He smiled and grunted, bending his head to invade my mouth with his loving tongue again. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his wide waist while he slowly pushed his 9in throbbing monster into my virgin hole. Eventually his head tore passed my first ring and I moaned like a whore, spit trailing between our mouths like slugs, his tongue returned to my mouth and I attempted to open my hole wider for him. Over the course of the next thirty minutes he was balls deep and we were both glistening with sweat. "How you feelin'?" He breathed deeply, staring me in the eyes, his mouth slick with our spit. "Make me yours." I said hungrily and he dove back into my mouth, now feeling free to start pumping my pussy. It hurt only for a few minutes, but the next hour was nothing but intense sloppy pleasure. Hed been ramming into me full force for a while, causing me to scream and beg for more of his dick with every thrust, when suddenly i felt the entire length of his meat throb and pulsate; it was magical. "Im...gonna cum...fuck." He said in between strained breaths, waiting for my say so on where to drop his load. I wrapped my body around his again and drove him impossibly deep in my cunt. "Fill me, baby." I whispered, raspy and exhausted, I licked at his tongue and his full lips met mine in a kiss so deep and hot that I sprayed almost a gallon of cum. Then his pistoned like an angry bull, raging into my hole; his cock throbbing like mad and our bodies melding into each other with sweat and passion. He bottomed out into me that his balls slapped violently against my ass, when his cock head ground across my prostate I began to cum again, exploding like a fountain when I felt his cock empty a buckets-worth of molten love juice into the depths of my new pussy. He stayed in me for almost twenty minutes, grinding his cum into the walls of my pussy while his cock got soft. He left a moment later, leaving me in a puddle of fluids on the bed I fucked my girlfriend on the night she got back. I didnt wash the sheets either.

It's been a while because I am swamped with work, and sometimes I am very, very dominant - but this last Wednesday, a str8 dude hit me up over gay romeo (Germany). a hot guy from Bulgaria, working in Germany. So, I invited him over, thinking to myself, naaaah, this dude is not gonna show up. But at 1:00 AM, he did and before I knew it, I was on my knees sucking on the fattest cock I have ever had. I bet I sucked on him for 30 minutes and when I showed him the condoms package, he set it right back down without opening up a condom, bent me over my bed, lubed up and thrust in without even a warning. It was the sweetest shock of my life. The first fuck lasted about 40 minutes, in pretty much every position, but because of the extreme upward angle of his very, very hard cock, we quickly realized that the spooning position was the best and he then fucked away like a jackhammer. He then whispered to me in broken German - "I need to bite your neck some" and I told him to go ahead and as God is my witness, I have never witnessed anyone fuck as jackrabbity hard or quick as this dude did and before he came, he grabbed my neck, took one last thrust and shot a never-ending load up my bitch-ass. And then he stayed in me for about 5 minutes. Then he got up to go to the bathroom and I thought to myself, surely he is going to take off, but as soon as he was cleaned up and smoked a cig, he grabbed my head and forced it down to his cock and away we went for round two. All said and done, before we fell asleep with me in his arms, he fucked and bred me four times. But the fifth time, waking up, was the most intensive and also the longest. He fucked me for about 70 minutes and this time, when he came, his cock really swelled up inside of me and she he let loose, he let out a low growl the likes of which I have never heard before. So, I got drenched with 5 loads in about 7 hours and never felt more erotic than on this night. FIVE CUM LOADS. A first in my life. And the look on his face as he came in me: priceless.

Bit of a surprise this am while shaving/showering. Had a little bit of a stinging sensation when touching lymph nodes in neck while shaving. Just enough to notice, but nothing more. While showering, lymph nodes in pits responded the same way. Nothing in the groin. Checked temperature....and had bit of a fever, but again nothing serious. I did not have any type of fuck flu when I got knocked up....nothing that was noticed. I know that what I am experiencing now could be due to lots of things.....but also aware that coming a week after my exposure to the Cuban superbug, may not be fully a coincidence. Trying to not be too optimistic or imagining things that are not real, but damn, it does remind me that the possibility of a co-infection with that strain COULD be underway. Than again, I may just have the same crap that seems like is going around those who are NOT AIDS sluts.

Got together with my regular FB after a longer than usual break, wife's getting jealous and inquisitive. It was a fast passionate fuck with lots of kissing and body rubbing. He fucks me hard telling me how he loves how my ass feels and wants to fuck me all day. He slams hard balls deep and spits his cum into my guts totally drained. I hated feeling him pull out, wished it was longer. He leaves and as usual I try keeping it inside all day to absorb his babies. Getting ready for work I feel that I have to let them go, the kids are kicking to get out. Regretfully I sit on the toilet and let them out surprised it was a small load but hey I love his fucks. After work I get home start making dinner and I get that feeling to go to the bathroom. Before I make it a huge flood of sperm shoots out of my ass soaking my underwear running down my leg. In the bathroom I check and it's all sperm--I didn't know you could make this much cum and I already passed some of it 10 hours earlier! I only want his fucks more and wish he was breeding me daily. I always clean out as much as possible knowing he has big loads and want to savor them as long as possible but today was a bonus!

I especially love it when i have several thick loads in me and I push it out...the best is when its from a single top and I get to show him how much cum he blasted into me. It's like a trophy for his hard work

somewhere in the short 25 days of my pursuit of raw, POZ sex, it seems as if my mind has shifted. Seem to be thinking less and less about chasing and more about how intense, and energized sex with POZ men can be. Had on "experience" tonight and it was just really nice sex with a passionate and giving man. His being POZ and a BBC were just icing on the cake.

Montreal CumUnion (Thurs., Feb. 16, 2017) - PART ONE Well, rawboyz. Here I am, as promised, in Montreal for 2 days, the first night was to attend Montreal's CumUnion held at GI Joe sauna. I thought Steamworks Toronto is a large bathhouse, albeit on one floor. GI Joe is a massive building on Ste. Catherine Est (East) in Montreal. Wow! Couldn't believe my eyes and ears! Huge place on 4 floors. The basement (it has an interesting French designation) is semi-dark with individual rooms, a sling area, and glory holes and dark area. This is the main area for those involved in CumUnion. Like my experiences in Toronto, no one ask for a condom any where. YES!! The first floor is where you arrive, pay, and get your key, lock for your locker, and towel. They gave a tiny room to me on the 3rd floor. My room has a small flat screen TV, bed and locker. You barely have any room to turn out in it; perhaps this is good because you're really in there for sex, no?! The second floor has individual rooms, a big shower area (see-through glass, mmmm) and a large room for the guys into fetish. On one of my walk up and down the building, I got called over by a masked guy who wanted me to fist him. His English was, at best, very limited. He saw my small hands, put a later glove on each and showed me where the Crisco was. He was comfortable in a swing. I enter him slowly, and for about 10 mins. I was the fister (person who fists) helping out a bro was the fistee. He was in heaven. On to the next part... The third floor had a maze of small rooms as well. My room was in the back (tonight I will ask for a room closer to the front of the pack). As it was 7 PM (very early by Toronto Steamwork's time for CumUnion; there it starts at 10PM), guys were just starting to come in. Action was about to start. Interesting enough… I found bb sex in every part of GI Joe. Especially the basement "dungeon" area. There was this Latino guy. Great kisser who had a fantastic warm inviting hole. He wanted my raw daddy dick. We kissed and embraced a lot, and I fucked him multiple times. He did get my load in the end. As you know, I come near the end, just before I leave. Oh yeah, I saw bb sex in individual rooms. Where else? On the third floor just down the corridor is a dark secluded area with a sling and a bench. I fucked a number of guys in the sling there (especially a nice college guy, muscled and ripped, who wanted bare dick; who I am to refuse?!). I fucked him and another guy who loved the feel of my dick in him and my salt and pepper beard. This guy I kept meeting everywhere. In the "dungeon" basement, he sucked my dick and stroked my beard. Very sensual guy. In the "dungeon" there was a sling set up too. I fucked a younger guy who was taking all dicks in his ass. His hole felt great as well. It was early, I didn't want to cum yet. Another young muscled black guy showed up in the dark glory hole area. He felt my hardness and took off his towel. I used some spit and entered his hole. Tight but hot. With a little fucking he moaned softly in pure delight. I opened his ass too. All in all, the first night was absolutely fabulous for the voyeur-explorer-in-chief!! A lot of younger ass to fuck. One guy got my load. Going back for more. I may even try Wega DVD store with their glory holes and viewing booths today before GI Joe again tonite. I hope you enjoyed reading this post. Happy barebacking to all! Read1 (in Montreal)

The Stables (Part 2) “Oh fuck…. oh God….. sweet fucking Jesus…. fuck me harder…” Greg moaned. The invading cock painfully penetrated his body, still he struggled to push himself onto the hard piece of flesh, determined to give the guy in the other booth the best possible experience. Greg also took pleasure in knowing the man penetrating his ass would shoot a big load into his body. The barback also worked to assist Greg in accommodating the full length of the invading cock, applying lube and some gentle pressure to Greg's body, and sure enough, before too terribly long Greg felt the cold wooden wall against his ass cheeks, a sensation that brought a real sense of achievement to him. The top, meanwhile, realizing he had reached full-depth, vigorously churned his rock-solid cock into the accommodating cunt, mumbling "Fuck, man, nice - your virgin pussy is so fucking tight.” Greg could hear other voices encouraging the stallion to increase the speed, calling out ‘Wreck his cunt’ and ‘Make him bleed’ and ‘Use him like the whore he is' were tossed about. ’ they cheered. By this point Greg was breathing heavily, and truthfully wished the experience didn't hurt so much, but he considered by advice the barback offered, that by the fourth or fifth dick the pain would subside, and he would readily be able to accommodate the biggest dick. Taking comfort in the advice Greg voluntarily reached behind himself, forcibly separated his cheeks, thereby allowing the stallion's cock to slip in just a bit deeper. “You stupid whore, I’m gonna spray my poz load into you soon” the guy on the other side grunted, adding “Come on, milk my cock. Use your greedy cunt to pull the poz load out of my balls.” Greg felt the stallion's cock punching in and out of his twat, and it seemed as if the top was loosing his self control, a suspicion which was ratified when the stallion groaned and snorted loudly, announcing “I’m shooting my junk into you, you whore… Do you feel my dirty cum, bitch?” The barback smiled, giving Greg a thumb up for a great job, also admonishing him to remain still for a minute or so, allowing the stallion's balls sufficient time to shoot their entire load into Greg's hole. Greg complied, standing still, his ass chute centered on the hole in the wall. After the guy withdrew his cock from Greg’s cunt, the twink turned around and knelt in front of the hole, thanking the poz fucker for his cum saying “Thanks for giving me your poz load, Sir. Feel free to reload me anytime.” Tom, the barback, couldn’t believe it. He watched the boy kneeling in front of the glory hole, thanking the first AIDs bloke to demolish his cunt. He almost felt sorry for him, that he and his buddies had taken advantage of an innocent in this fashion. Tom had worked as a barback for two years, but had never experienced a scenario such as that in which he had just participated. Tom, like virtually every man with whom he crossed paths, knew about the risks of bareback sex. Still, Tom considered, there are always guys who are completely innocent and inexperienced - such as the mare in the booth. This feeling didn’t last long, as another cock pushed through the glory hole and a grumpy voice told Gregory to stop this fucking advertisement and get his twat back to the glory hole and onto his cock. Greg was excited feeling the next guy required attention to his cock and so he got up and turned around. He reached for the dick behind him and led it to his freshly pozzed cunt. This time the pain was more bearable this time. Greg’s eyes were closed while he enjoyed the feeling of being fully stuffed again. The bartender told him, he had to take care of other things outside, but would be back later on. Outside he saw the fucker, who just unloaded his toxic seed into the adolescent guy. He was talking to some pals about the slut they were corrupting right now. Tom congratulated him for the great job and saw the bloody streaks on the still semi hard cock. “I hope, you don’t mind” he said and knelt down in front of the bloke, starting to lick the virgins ass juices away from the dick. He loved to taste the innocent boy’s ass for the very last time. Everything was going as planned. Meanwhile the second guy ripped Greg’s cunt open mercilessly. With the first deposit he had enough lube to fuck the whore. “Slut - Push your ass against the wall bitch… where are you going? I said, against the wall you low life. Don’t make me come over there. That’s better, dick ditch,” the guy snorted obscenely. The fellow enjoyed Greg's tight slit and concentrated on his mission to damage the mare on the other side of the partition so a different strain would get a chance to contaminate the young mare. He knew once his venom would be in his victim another guy would work his cum into the slut’s system. He wouldn’t know what had hit him….. Greg tried his best to satisfy the stallion, now convinced he had been born expressly to be on the receiving end. He wanted to actually move his ass, but it seemed to be the best to keep his asshole close to the wall and let the dude take all the action. He tried to imagine the guy on the other side, but in the end it was not important. He was just another hole - right next to the hole in the wall. Greg gasped for air. The guy on the other side hammered his prick hard into Greg’s body, which lead Greg to beg “Fuck me harder. It hurts so good man.“ “Yeah… I will seed you with my cum. You deserve it” the guy on the other side chuckled, adding “Do you want me to breed you now bitch?” “Yeah man…. breed me. Give me your load man…. Give me your fucking load please.” Greg begged. He got his wish when his ass was flooded with hot and sticky cum, while the stallion on the other side of the partition wall cursed loudly. That morning Greg hadn't been truly certain that his decision to seek-out The Stable had been the right decision, but at least at this moment Greg was convinced he existed solely to get fucked. Even as the stallion in his ass was pumping his poz load into his ass, Greg couldn’t wait to get another cock up his cunt. Oh, and his cunt was already leaking. It felt great…

Chapter II. I backed away from my boy as he disappeared into the darkest corner of the basement dark room. He was well-lubed and stretched out from taking three fresh loads, one of which was POZ. Knowing that I had helped fuck those loads deeper into his hole kept my cock hard. I felt parched and needed a rest, so I headed back upstairs to the bar, knowing my man was in the basement getting fucked. Raw. Taking cum. I headed up the stairs and sat on a barstool. The bartender gave me a smile, and poured a beer for me. I gulped it down. He smiled at me and asked "Are you and your boyfriend having fun?" I nodded, grinning wildly. "Mind if I fuck your boy?" I assented without any hesitation. The bartender made a quick round making sure the other patron each had a full glass, and then he stepped out from behind the bar, brushed behind me, grazing my ass, and slipping his hand into my pants. I shivered. He gave a gesture towards the stairs and without hesitation I followed him back down into the darkness. He grabbed my hand and led me through a maze of bodies and hallways. My boy was laying on his back on a bench in the middle of the room. There was just enough light to recognize him, even if he was surrounded by four or five guys who were jerking off, and he had a huge cock down his mouth, a cock in each of his hands, and a final cock was planted deep in his ass. The top fucking him was holding my boy's legs high so he could really pound hole. I watched as the top’s ass flexed and jiggled. He was a hot guy, and his ass was a little saggy, slamming with each thrust. He threw his head back and grunted as he shot his load. I knew there was little chance that he was wearing a condom. When he pulled out, the bartender knelt down and sucked his big slimy uncut cock clean. The top stood to the side so the bartender to could take his place. I recognized him as our tour guide, a tall beefy Nordic-looking blond. He smiled at me as he shook his cock. My eyes were drawn from his face down to that glistening cock. Even in the dimness of the room I could see the tattoo of a biohazard symbol which surrounded his navel. But his enormous cock really caught my eye as it was still hard. He put his arm around me and reached for my cock, first rubbing it over my jeans, and then slipping his hand inside. I unbuttoned them for him and he whipped my dick out. He whispered "If you guys are into this scene, I could organize some extra fun after the rest of our group goes back to the hotel each night." I nodded instantly. The bartender had started slapping his cock against my boy’s sloppy hole. He turned to me and reached out for my hand, leading it to his mouth. He spat into my hand and then placed my hand on his cock, so naturally I jerked him a bit, lubing him up. Then, when he felt himself to be sufficiently slick, he leaned forward and I shimmied his dick around a bit, helping him ease himself into my boy’s ass. Raw, of course. He started pounding my boy’s ass and my boy moaned in pleasure, even with the cock in his throat. My boy was in heaving in pleasure, having released his inner pig and taking loads from strangers. The crowd cheered on the bartender in a cacophony of languages. His pace picked up as he got close to cumming. His eyes locked on me as he shot his load, breeding my boy. He pumped a few times, caught his breath, and pulled out, his cock glistening, slimy with foam, his pubes matted with cum. With his sloppy dick hanging out, he grabbed my hand, leading me, and the POZ tour guide out of the room. I turned my head to see a thin scrawny guy mounting my boy. The guys led me to a cabinet with a hole in the wall. I knew what a gloryhole was, and seeing my boy taking that cum without regard to status or even knowing their names made me so horny I knew I was up for more anonymous play. The bartender didn’t ask, rather he told me, ‘You’re gonna clean off my cock.’ He disappeared and a few seconds later, his sloppy cock came through the hole. I bent forward and started licking. Gobs of cum slid down my tongue and into my throat. I nearly gagged as I felt my pants being pulled down to my ankles. I pulled off of the bartender’s cock to see the POZ tour guide leering at me. His mammoth cock was still out, and hard, oozing precum. I shook my head no, since I only rarely bottom, and had never taking a cock as big as his, certainly not raw, and certainly not POZ. He nodded ‘yes,’ and knelt down behind me, spreading my cheeks. I knew he was going to loosen me up with his tongue, and I’d eventually take his cock, and his seed. I relaxed into his scruffy face, feeling tingles as his stubbly grazed my tender ass. I went back to nursing the bartender’s cock, still hard, and still slimy. I guzzled down the cum on his cock, savoring the flavor of my boy’s ass juices and the cum of uncounted guys. After a couple of minutes the bartender’s cock swelled-up, and I felt his balls jerk against my chin, so I knew he was about to cum. I made the move to pull away so he could shoot on my face, but the tour guide held my head in place, the bartender skull-fucked me as the tour guide stood up and slapped his cock against my ass, sliding in surprisingly easily, balls-deep. Just as the tour guide hit home, the bartender started shooting into my throat. I gagged as my mouth filled with his cum, unable to swallow fast enough. His cum actually bubbled out of my mouth and onto my chin. A thought flashed across my mind: for the first time I was filled with dick from both ends, but I didn't dwell on the thought as the tour guide released my head, swiped some of the bartender’s fresh cum onto his fingers, withdrew his cock from my hole only to slide his cummy fingers into me. I groaned in frustration as the bartender stepped away from the glory hole. But my disappointment was short lived as a new cock appeared in the glory hole. It was not particularly big, but it was beautiful. The guy pulled his foreskin back and I dove onto it. The tour guide replaced his slimy fingers with his bare cock and slid back into me, balls deep. He didn't fuck, but seemed to just stand there, his dick flexing as I swallowed down the new cock, which I slurped until the guy in my mouth came. This time I didn’t try to pull off. I did, however, notice that my ass felt full, warm, and wet, and unbidden the tour guide patted my shoulder saying "Good boy." I turned my head back to the tour guide, my guts still full of his hard dick. I shuddered and said to him "You can fuck me." "Why? What do you want," he asked. "I want you to cum in me," I replied, quivering in excitement and frustration. "I already have," he explained, withdrawing his cock from my ass, only to kneel behind me, slurping out what I now realized was cum. When he had gathered a fair amount of cum into his mouth, he stood me up and kissed me, forcing his seed into my mouth. Three loads in my mouth, and one in my ass. I heard a chuckle, and saw my boy, naked, covered in sweat, cum matted in his hair, clapping. He embraced me as the tour guide licked the stray dribbles of cum off of my face. I pulled my shirt down and my pants up as my boy went to look for his clothes. We met up upstairs and the bartender gave the three of us a final beer, this one on the house. We took a cab back to the hotel with the tour guide, fondling each another the whole way. I was hoping that the tour guide would follow us back to our room for some more fun, but he told us to rest. We had to get some sleep, and be up early. The following morning we would hop on a bus to Prague. He told us he could arrange for some extra special fun there. We nodded and went back to our room. We collapsed into a sticky tangle in bed. He told me he didn’t know how many loads he had taken, and I told him about sucking cock at the glory hole. I topped him as he told me about feeling released, and of course I bred him. It felt so different breeding him with all of that cum inside him. I lay on my back and let him top me for the first time. He fucked me, telling me how hot it was watching the POZ guy tell me he had cum inside me. We fell asleep in a sticky pile, excited about what was to come the following day.

I know it's bad form to cruise online when you are waiting for test results, but I guess that's the kind of whore I am. Besides, I was bored and nervous and needed to kill some time, so naturally I found myself on Scruff. Interestingly, there was this hot Latino guy who showed-up as nearby. Quite nearby, in fact. Less than 250 feet away. So I started a chat with him. Me: Wow! woof, you're cute Him: Thanks! you too. Me: Can I see your locked pics? Him: *unlocks* I look at his pics. His cock was uncut, about eight inches, and had a wicked down-curve. Me: Holy. Fuck. Nice cock! I know JUST where to put that! Him: It looks like you are close by. You at the clinic? Me: Yeah, I'm waiting for HIV test results. It's that time Him: Cool. glad you are getting tested. I'm a counselor here. Me: It must be hard to deliver the news and stuff Him: It's ok. It's important to be informed Me: Yeah, I guess it is. Actually, I can't believe I'm actually cruising while waiting for my results Him: It's understandable. We can't stop being sexual just because of HIV Me: Is it sick that I'm totally horny and want your cock right now? Him: Is it sick that I'm an HIV counselor and I want to fuck your ass right now? Just then the nurse came in and I had to put my phone away. She very perfunctorily informed me that I was negative, but would need to be tested again in six months due to recent sexual activity, adding that she would take me to the counselor to chat briefly about safe sex. With that she led me down the hallway to a private office where she introduced me to Michael. Michael, of course, was the counselor with whom I had just been chatting on Scruff! Oh, and Michael was HOT. He was probably about six inches shorter than me, had a slight, muscular build, but damn did he get the Enrique Eglesias looks! Plus he had a beautiful smile complete with dimples! I walked in and sat down as Michael closed the door. He shook my hand warmly and told me it was nice to meet me. We talked about my recent negative result and the fact that I could still be positive if the antibodies hadn't yet developed. We also talked about having safer sex and other diseases. Blah blah blah. Honestly, the standard preventive fare. When I got up to go we shook hands again and he said, "I get off in an hour... and would like to get off after that." What a line! He then rubbed his crotch suggestively while giving me an inviting smile. I grabbed one of his post-it notes and scribbled down my address and phone number, handing the slip of paper to him saying "I'm heading home right now and will be ready. And waiting." Sure enough he showed-up about an hour later, and I buzzed him up. Once in the apartment he wasted no time taking control by pushing me against the wall and making out. Then he broke off the kiss saying "Let's get naked. I don't have tons of time. I've gotta get home to my partner." "You have a partner?" "Yeah, does it matter?" "Well, no, not to me, but does he know?" "No, he thinks I'm a good boy, but I need sex. Lots and lots of sex." "Yeah, I believe you," I replied. Although his frankness was slightly unnerving, I was nevertheless turned on by the thought of his big cock fucking me, so I led him to my bedroom where we stripped. He pushed me down to my knees and I worked his cock. It wasn't super thick, but it was quite long. And the downward curve added a whole new dimension. Ordinarily I'm not much good at deepthroating, but fuck, Michael's cock was angling in exactly the right way as to slide down my throat, right past my esophagus. It felt incredible, especially as his foreskin provided dome extra smooth motion. After a couple of minutes he withdrew and gestured me up onto the bed, asking "You ready to get fucked? Where's your lube?" "In there," I replied, pointing to the night table, but adding "Umm, what about a condom?" "Do you really want to use one?" "Well, we just spent 15 minutes talking about safe sex, didn't we?" "Yeah, but bareback feels so much better, doesn't it?" "But you're an HIV counselor!" "So?" "And I just got tested AT YOUR CLINIC!" "And you were there getting tested because you are no angel, right? I bet you have been taking bare cock and enjoyed it but had a little scare which made you go get tested. Right?" "Umm...." "Okay, so some guys really get off on taking raw cock. I get that. I can't stop that. I can educate, but it really isn't going to change behavior. I mean, look at me? I know the risks and everything, and yet I love bareback sex." As he made these remarks he rubbed his cock head up and down my ass crack, teasing my ass lips. "You want me to bareback you, don't you?" he then asked, adding "It's okay to say 'yes'." "Yeah, kinda...." "So pass me the lube." "Are you neg?" "Nope, I'm poz." "Whoa, time out. You're poz and you want to bareback me?" Michael leans back from me and looks at me for a minute. He strokes his cock slowly, seductively, and doesn't say anything. Just stares at me. "Hell, yeah. Yeah, I do. I want to fuck that bubble butt of yours and leave my seed deep inside it. I want you to feel the throb of my cock as I cum inside you. I want to leave my DNA in your hole." "Maybe we shouldn't....." "Look. We both know you're taking raw cock. You've probably taken poz loads before, without even knowing. And I can see that you aren't turned off by the idea, because your cock is rock hard and drooling precum. You might as well just give in to your desires and let me give you a good fuck." "I'm just nervous...." "How about I warn you before I cum, and I can pull out if you want me to." "Um...." Then my body made its decision. I rolled over and got on all fours again, took a hit of poppers as he lubed his cock. And before I knew it, Michael was sheathing his eight-incher inside my ass. It was obvious that Michael had had a LOT of practice at fucking. He slowly, methodically fucked his whole dick into me from tip to hilt. Agonizingly slowly and pushing up inside my second ring. And the down curve was creating new sensations inside me. It was heaven! He picked up tempo and really started throwing all the meat to me. Hard. His curve kept popping up inside my colon, making me wince in pain every single thrust. He didn't care though. He told me to take it - to take his raw cock in my neg ass. "You know, I knew you were a cock pig if only 'cause you were on Scruff at the fucking clinic. I had a strong suspicion my cock would end-up being buried in your ass," Michael remarked. I chuckled in reply. Eventually his breath quickened and he told me he was getting close. I was actually getting close myself, because his cock was stroking the hell out of my prostate. I just moaned as he thrust away. "I'm gonna cum, man! Where you want it?" Michael asked. "Just keep fucking me!" "You fucking PIG! Here it cums! Gonna knock up this neg hole!!" "DO IT! Don't stop fucking me!" And then he flooded me. And when I say flooded, I mean FLOODED. I could actually feel the warmth and wetness fill my ass. He kept thrusting wildly and my ass just felt wet beyond anything I'd ever experienced. He was still fucking me hard and it started to run out of my hole and down my balls. I actually came about 15 seconds later, just from his fuck motion. My hole started puckering and grabbing his dick, making him go wild as I shot my load all over my bedspread. He parked his cock in me and waiting politely for my orgasm to subside, before eventually pulling out. As he did so, his curved cock dragged some of his spunk out and a big blob landed on my bed. Which he scooped up and fingered back into my hole. Moments later I came back to my senses and started mildly panicking, blabbering "Oh my god! What did we just do?" "We fucked. I bred you. You came no-handed." "We shouldn't have... I shouldn't have...." "Relax. Breathe. You just took a big step." "A big step to what?" "A big step toward coming to grips with your piggy side. You are a cum pig bottom. And that's ok. Better than ok, actually. It's hot." "I don't know if I want to be a cum pig!" "Dude, I've worked at the clinic for several years. I can spot a bottom pig a mile away. And you, my friend, are a bottom pig. Embrace it.' "No I'm not... I'm ...." "You picked up a partnered poz HIV Counselor at the free clinic, invited him over, and let him breed you," Michael replied with a laugh. "Oh god. I am a pig." "And it turned you on so much you came from it. And thinking about it right now is making you hard again." And it was. Michael had to get home to his husband, but he promised me that this wouldn't be the last time we fucked. And it wasn't. As he left, he said, "Now remember to get tested again in 6 months. We may have more to talk about after that one...."

It was a slow Tuesday night at the Hollywood adult theater in Lake City. Just a handful of guys, none of whom wanted to stick their dick in my mouth. That was unfortunate. I really wanted to take a lovely prick in my mouth, nurse to a full erection and enjoy the taste of semen filling my mouth. I love sucking dick and I'm good at it. Too bad the closet cases and "straight" guys infesting the theater wouldn't let me show them a good time. I was sitting in the gay room alone, idly stroking my cock and watching a pretty boy take a rough raw fucking from a big dicked black guy. I envied the kid. I didn't have the guts to bareback and take loads like I really wanted to. I'd only had two raw cocks cream my ass, and that was only because I was really drunk. Both times I'd been anxious for months afterwards, until I tested negative. That didn't stop me from jerking off remembering the feel of a bare cock in me, the intensely arousing knowledge that the cock was spewing cum in my ass, the feel of it oozing out of my butt and the taste of it when I wiped it off with my fingers and licked them clean. Ah well, I hadn't been drinking that Tuesday night and would content myself to sucking and swallowing. Now, if some faggot would just allow me do that. The door to the theater slammed and few minutes later a middle-aged white guy walked in the room and looked around a bit and left. Figures, goes directly to the gay room, sees a queer with his cock out and leaves. Oh, well. Not long after that the guy came back and looked at me. He stepped directly in front of me, unzipped and took his cock out. I took my glasses off and licked my lips and he stepped forward and stuck his very nice uncut, soft dick in my mouth. At last, a fag who knows what he wants! I lovingly worshipped his prick. I love uncut cocks, especially when they're soft as they slide in my mouth. I love slipping my tongue under the foreskin and licking the head, enjoying the distinct tastes uncut guys get when they aren't too scrupulous about washing. Before long I had him fully hard, a lovely seven inches of moderately thick meat. Unfortunately he pulled out and walked away, stroking his length. Ah, shit! Tease me and walk off. Just my luck. I had just about just about decided to jerk off to the video when the guy came back and stuck his dick in my mouth again. I nursed him again and was starting to taste precum when he pulled out and sat down next to me. He turned his head to me and leaned forward. I did the same and he kissed me aggressively. I returned the kiss eagerly. I love making out with tops when they're as good at it as this guy was. He murmured in my ear "I want fuck you your ass." "Mmm, that would fun. What's your HIV status?" "I'm negative, tested last week." "Great. Use a condom." "Absolutely." He stood up, took a condom out of his pocket and rolled it on his cock. I checked and it was lubed. I stood up and assumed the position, bent over a chair back. "Let me open you up a little." A lubed finger slid in me and worked my ass, then another. He was a little rough and it hurt a little. He rubbed a thick lube in me and got me ready. Fingers pulled out, I felt the condom covered dick rub my asshole and shoved in hard. He was a hard, fast fuck, pounding my ass relentlessly. I was in heaven. He must have screwed me for 15 or 20 minutes. Finally, he humped in hard and held. "Breeding you, bitch! Knocking you up!" Those words puzzled me, no man had ever said that when he fucked me. Whatever, it was a great fuck. My ass was thoroughly reamed out. He pulled out of me and I sat down. He had pulled tissues out and was pulling the condom off his cock. I motioned to him and he stuck his wet cock in my mouth. I carefully licked and sucked him clean, enjoying the taste. Odd though, there was a tangy, greasy edge to it that I'd never tasted before. He leaned down and kissed me, smiling. "Thanks for a great fuck. Welcome to the club." He wrapped the condom with a tissue, dropped them in a nearby trash can and left. I sat with a pleasantly sore ass, puzzling over his last remark. Surely he could tell I had had dicks in my ass before. One of the guys who had watched me get fucked sat down and took my dick in his hands. Mmm, good. I'd love a blowjob or handjob while enjoying that freshly fucked feeling. We made out while we played with each other's cock. He was was large and hard and oozing precum. After a few minutes he broke off and whispered to me. "Do you know that guy?" "No, never saw him before. Why?" Do you know your HIV status? He's poz." The bottom dropped out of my stomach. He had lied to me. Never the less I responded "I'm neg, but that's ok, he used a condom." "Are you sure?" "Yeah, I saw him put it on, felt it when he was in my ass and saw him take it off and throw it in that trash can" pointing to the receptacle in which I had seen the top drop the condom and tissues. The guy reached over and gingerly fished out the tissues and condom, handed the wad of crumpled tissues to me saying simply "Check it." I unwrapped the tissues and looked. The condom was broken and bunched up. I felt the condom and felt what I thought was vaseline, then stood up and looked at the seat of the chair. There was a puddle there. I wiped some up and sniffed. Semen. The guy had doctored the rubber and shot a poz load in my ass. "Fuck. He shot in my ass." "Yeah. I thought as much. He's famous for stealthing guys." "How do you know he's poz?" "He told me. I'm poz too. He's fucked me before. I wish I'd had a chance to tell you. When he fingered your ass did it hurt?" "Yeah, it did. Usually I open really easy, with no pain. His nails were probably a little too long." "That was no accident. He was prepping you for his load. Scratching your asshole and rectum so you'd bleed and be more likely to get infected. I'm sorry, but my guess is that the virus is already in your bloodstream." "What can I do?" "Not much. Stock up on soup and electrolyte drinks. If you get the flu in the next few weeks it means you're infected. Go get tested later." I was sick to my stomach. I'd just been infected with HIV. My dick, however, was rock hard for the first time that evening. The guy next to me stroked my cock. "Odd reaction to getting stealthed." I was breathing hard. I realized that taking a poz load and almost surely getting infected had turned me on more than I'd been in ages. The hand on my cock felt great and I was about to shoot. I kissed the guy next to me and whispered to him "Fuck me and shoot another load of poz cum in me." My cock erupted when I said that. I really meant it. I was free. N o need to use condoms ever again or refuse any man's cock and cum. I was infected with HIV and didn't care if I got other diseases. "I'm really turned on watching you getting fucked and infected. I'd love to fuck your sloppy hole and make it a sure thing. Are you sure?" He held his hand to my mouth and I licked my last neg load from his fingers. I stood up, bent down, and licked the puddle of cum off the seat and tasted semen, assjuice and the coppery taste of blood. Infected, for sure. "Yes, do it. Make sure I'm knocked up." I bent over the back of the chair, reached back and spread my ass cheeks. The oozing head of his infected cock rubbed my asshole and he shoved in hard. My cock was rigid again, although usually it took a while to recover. I was so turned on knowing I had a dirty cock in me and was about to knowingly take dirty cum. He rammed his dick in me, fucking me as hard as the other guy had done earlier. I was in heaven, free at last to glory in pure faggot sex with no worries about anything but pleasing the cock in my ass. He hammered in and shuddered. I could feel his cock jerk and twitch and felt warm wetness in my guts. He moaned in my ear. "Pozzing your ass faggot! Fuckin' infecting you!" My cock twitched and I squirted my soon-to-be dirty cum onto the floor. One of the guys watching bent down and licked it up. My cock stayed hard. The guy rose from the floor, pulled a chair in front of me and bent over it. I stepped up and slid my newly infected cock in his ass. I wonder if he'd heard what the second poz guy had said to me and wondered if he cared. The guy was wet and I'd seen cum oozing out of him. I reveled in the feel of his slick asshole and the knowledge that my cock was bathed in strange cum. In spite of having shot two loads in a few minutes I emptied my balls in him quickly. I stayed in, enjoying the feel of his tight butt on my hard cock. Something nuzzled my well used asshole. I looked around and saw the first guy who'd fucked poz cum into me. He slid into my ass and whispered in my ear "How does it feel to be Another Infected Dicksucker, Son?"

Wasnt sure what to call this thread, but its basically a confession of why I am on a site like this. I would like to chat with others that may be in a similar situation. Let me start by saying I do not wish to get any STD, but, due to my activities and the men I service, it truly is only a matter of time. I am 100% completely and totally addicted to sucking cock and swallowing cum. I can not describe the effect it has on me, its like a drug high. I have STRONG cravings and MUCH go out and find a cock to suck. I have had a few regulars here and there, but still end up seeking out more random cock to suck. Its odd for me, I am not really attracted to men, but cock drives me CRAZY. Maybe due to that, I actually prefer anonymous random cock. Its really a turn on to suck off ANY one that will let me... and thats what leads me here. I have NO control anymore when it comes to cock. Just the sight of it sends chills down my spine and my mouth waters. I will suck off ANYone. I have sucked off quite a few men that I shouldnt have. I meet random men from online, hookup in parks at night, bookstores, restrooms. I will just come out and say it. I have sucked off some very dirty cocks, including homeless men. Its a scary feeling to have so little control in those situations. But when their showed me their cocks, I dropped to my knees. Imagine being grossed out by a smelly dirty cock, screaming inside you head to get up and leave, but an uncontrollable urge inside you makes you take it in your mouth. I could have cried when I first tasted his cock, moments later I am in my typical cock high daze sucking him off properly. Getting home, ashamed, embarrassed, shocked. Yet doing something similar again and again.

Met up with a straight guy recently. He wanted to try "torturing" a guys hole. Just wanted to fuck, no lube, just spit, no warm-up, just to purposfully hurt. I've only bottomed twice before this... But there was a catch.... I had to agree to 10min, AND I had to have someone else tie me up first and then he would come in. So anyway, it went like this.... I had a friend come tie me up, friend agreed to come back in 30 min, straight guy wallked in, laughed at me, forced it in with only a little spit. I literally freaked out, he just laughed and kept forcing it in me. He came, and he left. My friend came over after, untied me and took this pic..... zoom in under the hole to see the damage.

His house. Craigslist leather top. First time hookup. Lots of 420. Me, doggie with my wrists tied together to his headboard and a spreader bar holding my legs wide open. He stuffed my ass with BANANA pushing it all the way up inside me then fucked me raw smashing up the banana in me! Felt so wierdly good! My cum just kept pumping out of me as he packed my ass. I never really orgasmed but he shot his load in me! The smell of our cum and the banana together was fucking awesome! This morning banana is still coming out of me. :-)

Here's some evidence based info for anyone interested (from the U.S. Dept of Veteran Affairs) "A smaller study looked at both male-female serodifferent couples and male-male serodifferent couples who did not use condoms (and did not plan to use them). All of the HIV-positive partners in the study were on ART and had undetectable HIV viral loads. After more than a year, none of the HIV-negative partners had become HIV positive. The results of these studies show that if an HIV+ person is on ART with a completely suppressed HIV viral load, the risk of infecting an HIV-negative sexual partner is likely to be extremely low. However, there are some major caveats to consider:" you can read the whole thing here http://www.hiv.va.gov/patient/faqs/transmission-of-undetectable-virus.asp

True. Though Of course I did it both ways that amazing night with my Master. And while he pounded 6 loads deep inside me...the selfish bottom I can be kept every drop inside. I realize some find it hot to felch or watch a load drool out the hole just fucked but unless told to do so I keep every single drop for myself and never let it go to waste! ? It's just sinful in my mind. Kind of like when I guy doesn't swallow. THAT'S NOT AN OPTION OR EVEN A FUCKING QUESTION! IF YOU'RE GOING TO SUCK A COCK YOU FUCKING SWALLOW! Call me old school but it all cums down to manners. I don't care what hole got bred, its just rude to spit out the seed...especially in the case of a toxic charged load. Kids today need to learn these things. I find the younger generation isn't as good at these basic manners. I had a younger guy-not my type bc I like older guys but you have needs that are to be met-who was going down on me and right as I start to cum wanted to pull away! In all fairness he said beforehand here doesn't swallow but that's not in my dicktionary. So naturally as I'm feeling him pull away I grab his head and bury it into my crotch to shoot my load in his thrust and mouth and even though there was some resistance I kept him there long after I came which forced him to swallow and clean up the mess he'd pumped from my cock. Too cute...he slowly comes up for air a little dazed and I'm just smirking at him and his face is blank and he just says "I don't swallow. I thought I mentioned that." I just kind of scoffed and said "well you do now!" I mean is it just me or does the younger generation not know these simple things. Especially with something so basic as giving head. It's like rule #1-If you're going to suck a cock you're going to swallow! It's not up for discussion. Otherwise what's the fucking point? This is why I'll never have kids. I just don't have patience for bull shit. But that's just me.

Fucking hot stories loving it keep up the work , load count :10

I used to get alot of my fuckings in cottages near where i used to live i had the choice of 3 cottages nearby and i lived most nights and somedays between the 3 places, sucking and getting fucked always bent over.. Did you ever cottage? Did you used to find your fucks in there? What main type of guys did you have? A lot of blokes who fucked me were married and slot of delivery or truck drivers tell us your cottage stories Thanks

Please do I'm in ps and would love to be used like a whore and take all your loads

By: mediumpimpin (check out his profile. He's in Fort Lauderdale) http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/The-Sling-Chronicles-Part-1-The-Initiation-28956811 The Sling Chronicles - Part 1 - The Initiation First time I had this guy in the sling. Something tells me it won't be the last. Poppers and Cigars really help open Daddy's ass up. Who's hungry? BTW - My sunglasses protect my secret identity! http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/The-Sling-Chronicles-Part-Two-Daddy-s-turn-28961661 The Sling Chronicles - Part Two - Daddy's turn Daddy works over a hot bottom while I watch from below. http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/The-Sling-Chronicles-Part-Three-Sloppy-Seconds-28961671 The Sling Chronicles - Part Three - Sloppy Seconds Now it's my turn! Daddy just dumped his load inside this hot bottom. Watch the cum leak out as I work his hole over.

56 partners a month and a heavy drug user. Might have been a factor.

The Freshman 10, Part 3: Loving Daddy or Stalker?: Mr. Durant’s raw dick had left my hole throbbing as he had slammed it into me dry while his son - Kevin - had run out to the car. So much had happened so fast. I started college, met Kevin, spent an amazing night with him and then...well then his father sent Kevin off on some bullshit job assignment so he could spend the night fucking me raw and breeding me. Kevin’s red Cadillac ELR sports coupe barreled down the highway as we headed back to campus for our first class of the day. He kept reaching over and squeezing my hand, holding it tight as a silent, “I had fun, let’s fuck again.” I liked Kevin - ALOT! But I felt like I could still smell his father on me, that I could still feel Mr. Durant’s dick shooting his cum in me, that I could feel his big, strong hands holding me aloft as he pierced my ass with his BBC. My guilt was giving me a mind fuck and Kevin could tell something was up. He clearly thought he had done something wrong, or somehow I didn’t like him as much as he liked me or whatever. None of which was true it was just…fuck…I was so confused about it all! Even before we hit campus my phone started blowing up. There were several texts from a blocked number and as we walked from the car to our first class I opened the first one and about dropped the phone: “Good boy pussy – you want more daddy dick?” How the fuck did Kevin’s dad get my number? The texts continued: “I know your hole is twitching from my dick. I popped that pussy OPEN! I know you will be thinking about me breeding you deep all day! I’m smoking a cigar, thinking about that pussy juice coating the tip, stroking my shaft, making it hard for you.” I started to shake – need, fear, desire – all wrapped up together. The next text came and this time it was a pic and I blurted “FUCK!” and that time the phone did slip from my fingers, but luckily I managed to bend down and snatch it off the grass before Kevin could or else he would have seen the latest message from his father: Kevin and I were almost inseparable and frankly not having him there to rely on would have made things so much harder. Our second day together – the one after his father had bred me without him knowing – Kevin volunteered to come back to my house when I declined his invitation to go home with him again. I hesitated but looking in those damn gorgeous eyes of his I melted and caved and agreed. Only when we were stepping upon the porch of my student group house did I start panicking. My roommates – whom I barely knew – didn’t know I was into guys. They frankly knew nothing about me and I knew nothing about them and our only engagement so far had been a few days of nervous, “Morning, how are you?” as we passed each other in the hall on the way to the overused bathroom. Within seconds of stepping in the door, his hand confidently in mine, Kevin had charmed the entire house with his joyous smile, easy personality, and fucking to-die-for good looks. Not one of my housemates paused, hesitated, or batted an eye as he and I stood there hand in hand. Proud – together – man to man. My next level of stress came as we walked up the stairs and I led Kevin into my sparse room. After his place mine looked like a fucking shit hole with a few milk crates for shelves, an old mattress on the floor, a Salvation Army Store lamp with a bulb that flickered on and off and no shade, and what few belongings I truly owned in a couple of cardboard boxes in the corner. None of that mattered to Kevin for as soon as I closed the door to my room he dropped his backpack, which made a THUD on the old wood floors, and immediately began to undress. I frantically looked around – I was not prepared at all for something like this, I didn’t even have fuck towels or something. Kevin just smiled, “Come on, get on your bed and show me that white ass – I’ve been horny as fuck all day.” When I sheepishly apologized I didn’t have lube or anything Kevin laughed, “Awesome man! Spit fucking’s the best!” With that, Kevin proceeded to slick his dick up with copious wads of spit as I hesitated, but gave in to my need to get some dick. “WANT MY NUTT?” Kevin asked as he banged me on my old mattress on the floor. I was so concerned my roommates would hear I just moaned softly, but he got the message and proceeded to seed my hole. I returned the favor and as I blew my own load up his tight ass got lost in the dark expanse of his eyes, wondering how all this had happened to me – so soon, so fast, so good! The rest of the week passed in a blur as I settled into my new routines at the university and did my best to ignore the almost constant stream of blocked number texts, which were companioned by a similar stream of unknown sender emails to my personal email account – the first of which was just a picture: After that I stopped opening emails, too afraid of what I might find. I did draft a few emails I thought I might send in response – some were to tell Mr. Durant to fuck off, some to tell him how much I enjoyed the sex, but we could never do it again. I never pressed SEND as I could not make up my mind, and instead created a password protected file on my laptop where I wrote the whole thing down as best as I could remember thinking that if I did so, it would help me figure out what to do. Did it? No. It just made me more confused and mad horny and Kevin didn’t mind the horny part! Kevin was with me every day before class, after class, and in between classes we didn’t have together. We spent every second we could together. I had never felt this way about anyone and within just a few days could not imagine my life without him. We shared so many interests and just clicked at every level and the sex – fuck the sex – was God damn amazing! After the second day together I forgot all about his father. OK, well maybe not FORGOT as the cyber stalking from his father was an almost constant presence, but I was in total denial and just so focused on the moment with Kevin it was like a bad itch I refused to scratch. Kevin had even asked and texted me several times about spending the weekend at his house and shamefully I lied. I didn’t know what else to do or how to avoid the situation. I told him I needed to go see my parents, but I didn’t. I just planned to hide in my room all weekend as my way of avoiding his father until I could figure out how to handle it. That all changed on Friday. My last class of the day, and Kevin’s too, was a course in Valuation and Corporate Finance. Kevin was still bugging me about coming home with him for the weekend and while he had been sweet, kind, considerate, and more than patient with my brush offs and excuses all week including my story about having to go visit my parents. I knew I would have to face this sooner or later. I had decided to tell him after class what had happened. Everything. How his father had fucked me, bred me, how I had let him, all of it. I knew he would never want to see me again, but…well…I could not live this way anymore. My future with Kevin meant I had to be honest – warts or bad daddies and all. You can imagine my surprise when Kevin did not show up to class. My cell phone buzzed about 10 minutes in: “Got called to Lockheed. Major probs bro. Project has gone sideways. Won’t be able to give you a ride home so asked my Dad to pick you up. See you soon!” Shit. Shit shit shit shit! No fucking way. I was not able to focus on what the prof said the rest of the class. When we finished, I followed the herd out the door and onto the commons and stopped short. There, standing casually against the right fender of a navy blue sedan was Kevin’s dad in all his fucking glory! Mirrored shades, gold watch, rings, dress pants and shirt, and his arms crossed as he waited. FUCK! I was not the only one to stop and stare as Mr. Durant was catching the eye of every boy and girl on campus who walked by. But even through the mirrored shades I shivered, knowing his eyes were laser focused on me. I wanted to run, hide, and pretend this was not real. Yet, before I knew it I was walking towards him and with each step his smile got wider. “GET IN THE CAR BOY,” was all he said. Mr. Durant’s car – well at least the one he was driving then as I knew he had several from what I saw parked in his driveway and garage, was an old sedan built of heavy, solid material much like him. It felt attached to the ground somehow, hefty and intense, and when I slid into the well tended leather seats and shut the door I noticed the polished silver metal ashtray built into the door handle ledge. You sure don’t see that anymore. The chrome of the window crank was spotless, as was the rest of the car. Mr. Durant revved the engine, put it into drive, and as we drove away from campus I continued to appreciate the fine workmanship, the attention to restoration and detail, and then I saw the wicker picnic basket in back. “Grab me a beer from the cooler. Right there behind the seat,” Mr. Durant ordered. I wanted to state the obvious about drinking and driving, but had more immediate concerns on my mind like where the fuck were we going and what was he going to say because I didn’t answer his texts or emails? I then realized this was not my way home! Kevin’s daddy popped the beer and drained it in nothing flat as he drove down the road. He handed me the empty can with a clear ‘get me another look’, so I did. “Why did you lie and tell my son you were going home to see Gene and Judy?” Mr. Durant asked. How the fuck did he know my parents’ name? How did he know what Kevin and I had discussed? All sorts of thoughts ran through my head the first of which was he clearly was reading his son’s texts. I had nothing to say. What was between me and Kevin was none of his business. Unfortunately for me Mr. Durant was having none of that. I then thought about a couple of email messages that I had thought had been from Kevin, from his account, asking me to take a picture of my ass, or tell him how much I loved him fucking me. Now – well, it seemed obvious those were not from Kevin at all. We drove in mostly silence for about 30 minutes and I had no fucking idea where we were except in the country. Mr. Durant pulled his sedan off onto a small side road, then parked at the edge of a clearing that was partially shaded by some trees that appeared to have been transported from a land before time – they were so tall, thick, their bark heavy and gnarled from years of fending off Mother Nature. Mr. Durant climbed out of the car, purposefully strode around the front, opened the passenger side door, and said, “GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE CAR AND SHOW ME THAT WHITE PUSSY. YOU BEEN HIDING THAT CUNT ALL WEEK. TIME FOR A LITTLE BREAKING AND ENTERING – A LITTLE B&E –TEARING UP THAT ASS!” I fought against my desire to be good, to be the man I should be for Kevin, to be honest and true – but I failed, miserably. I eagerly stripped and stood naked before Mr. Durant who just smiled and I knew that his eyes behind those mirrored shades were taking me all in. Now I needed him all in me. I planted my hands firmly on the right front fender, annoyed by the wiry antenna that prevented a full arm spread. Mr. Durant wasted no time in joining my nakedness, spitting on his dick, pressing his hot flesh to mine, and tearing my hole up as he forced himself on me, “YOU JUST A NEEDY BOY – NEEDING DADDY’S DICK TO GO POP IN THAT HOLE – NEEDING THAT DADDY DICK BANGING OUT THAT BOY PUSSY, TAKING THAT CUNT! LET THIS BOOTY WARRIOR UP IN THERE, LET GO THOSE INHIBITIONS, LET MY BLACK DICK TEACH YOU HOW TO SERVE A MANDINGO DADDY RIGHT!” My cries of pain and need were muffled by Mr. Durant’s left hand over my mouth as he fucked me raw, while a flock of crows squawked and cawed and took flight from their roosts in the clearing nearby. Mr. Durant started smacking my ass with one hand in between strokes and I was convinced more than ever he had been reading my emails, texts, and computer files as he said, “I KNOW YOU LIKE IT WHEN I POP THAT PUSSY! LONG DICK THAT ASS – MAKE YOU SQUIRM FOR DADDY AS I OWN THAT CUNT – THAT RIGHT BOY? I KNOW HOW GOOD IT MAKES THAT ASS FEEL AS I PUSH IN INCH AFTER INCH, HARD AND RAW. FILLING YOU UP LIKE YOU NEVER DREAMED POSSIBLE. STRETCHING YOU OUT AS YOU FEEL ME CUM INSIDE. YOU NEVER IMAGINED HAVING A MAN USE YOU – CONTROL YOU – DOWNRIGHT FUCK YOU OUT – THAT IT COULD FEEL SO AMAZING!” For an ‘old’ man he sure the hell had stamina as it was a good 20 minutes later of getting my hole solidly pounded when Mr. Durant proclaimed to the world, “THAT PUSSY READY FOR MY CREAMPIE – SLOPPY CUNT – READY FOR DADDY’S NUTT – SO GOD DAMN OPEN FOR DADDY –THAT’S HOW I KNOW YOU NEED IT, WANT IT, LOVE THAT SHIT! BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR BOY – DADDY’S HERE NOW – YOU WILL GET IT, TAKE IT, TAKE IT! GOOD BOY FOR DADDY – TRYING TO BREAK MY DICK OFF IN THAT PUSSY, FUCKING THAT BOY HOLE WITH MY RAW BBC – FEEL THAT LOAD BLOATING YOU UP? HELL YEAH! EMPTYING MY BALLS IN THAT BOY CUNT!” The rev of a truck engine echoed through the trees as it drove on a road nearby. Having filled me with days’ full of cum, Mr. Durant opened the back door to the car, reached into the picnic basket, pulled out one of his cigars, had me turn around, then stuck it in deep in my freshly nutted hole. He smacked his lips as he lit it, smiled, then spread his legs as he sat on the leather seat, “Back up on my dick. Reach back, guide it in, that’s it, feel that shaft swell as it stretches your ass. Work it while daddy enjoys this pussy juice smoke.” I rode Mr. Durant’s dick up, down, and sideways as he enjoyed his cigar and I enjoyed his black dick heating my insides up. My bliss was interrupted though as Mr. Durant pushed me off, stood up, grabbed the picnic basket, then a blanket from the trunk, and handed them to me and went and stood in front of the car. His arms crossed, his dick still hard and wet, he stood watch as I laid out the blanket, carefully moving any stones or sticks from the area first to make it as comfortable as possible. I opened the basket, set out the boxed sandwiches and fruit, grabbed him another beer and one for myself. It was hard to focus on eating when I could smell him, see his dick just drooling and twitching, and my ass was trying to respond in kind. My cloth napkin did little to hide my hardon and he did not even try hiding his. With lunch finished, Mr. Durant stood up and monitored me as I packed things back up and when the blanket had been folded he took it, laid it on the hood of the sedan, and in one fell swoop lifted me up and plopped me on my back and slid me right to the edge so my ass was hanging in the air being held up by only his firm grip. With nothing but the sweat from our bodies and the load he already gave me, Mr. Durant slammed my hole back open and I sighed. Lying there on his car, the dappled sun dancing across my body as his dick danced around inside me was intense! I moaned and tried lifting my legs and hips back so he could go deeper – that was what I needed and had to have, and he knew it. “YOU NEED DADDY DIGGING DEEPER IN THAT BOY PUSSY? HUNGRY HOLE FOR DADDY. NEXT TIME YOU DON’T GET TO EAT AS I WANT TO GIVE YOU THEM DRY HEAVES FROM CHOKING ON MY DICK. FEED YOU AT BOTH ENDS. ALL YOUR HOLES ARE MINE FOR DADDY’S PLEASURE.” Mr. Durant then shifted his stance, his hips continuing to smack my flesh as he leaned over my prone body and first gently flicked his thick tongue over my pointed nipples, then as they hardened into mini-spikes he gently tugged on first one then the other with his teeth. Then as my nipples grew more flush he started to nibble on them, then gnaw a little, then chew with abandon as he fucked me as hard as he could. I had no idea my nipples and my ass were connected, but it felt like a direct electrical current ran from one to other and he would time his bites with his strokes – my ass would pulse and he would champ down on a nipple as the charge hit my chest, which would boomerang back to my ass in time to meet his 10-inch upstroke. “GOOD BOY, SHOOT FOR DADDY,” Mr. Durant ordered as he paused his oral duties and guided me on, “I CAN FEEL THAT CLIT PULSING, THROBBING ON MY DICK HEAD WHEN I PUSH BY, TRYING TO MAKE THAT PUSSY CREAM AND SQUIRT. CAN YOU SQUIRT FOR DADDY BOY? THAT’S IT, JACK THAT DICK, JACK THAT BOY DICK, LET DADDY SEE YOU SHOOT!” That’s all it took for my freshman balls to unload and stream after stream shot out of my dick, up past my shoulder and went SPLAT on his shiny car hood. The intensity of my orgasm was met head on by his iron horse as he pummeled my pulsing hole, forcing me to continue to spew as he joined me in unloading his own juice. My ass caught every drop of his though, which made for less mess I had to clean up when we were done. Mr. Durant drove me home in silence. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know if he was angry, upset, just tired, or what. I so wanted to touch him, to get fucked some more, but to also tell him it could never happen again as I liked Kevin. The words didn’t come out though. Back home in my shabby little room, I rubbed my eyes, laid on my mattress and no matter how much I tried to imagine Kevin it was his father that I saw in my head, that I imagined fucking me as I jerked off into one of my socks. I watched some TV, kept checking my phone to see if Kevin had texted (and secretly hoping his father had), and was disappointed each time. Sleep finally came and some hours later I awoke to the smothering pressure of a large body on top of mine as a big hand covered my mouth and a set of keys were dropped on the wood floor. I squirmed and fought to no avail and then the liquored breath said, “Shhh boy. You be quiet and let daddy fuck you unless you want to get buck wild and let all your roommates know your dirty little secret.” Mr. Durant? How the fuck did he get in my house? Or know which room was mine? Or unlock my bedroom door? Christ what if someone saw him? I could hear the soft thump thump of music playing somewhere in the house as Mr. Durant humped my hole. His was a needy, rough, demanding fuck driven by inebriated lust and I knuckled my fists into the sheets as he tucked me in for the night saying, “TAKE MY CUM BOY, TAKE DADDY’S CUM.” (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

Once inside u look around and notice a few things. The windows have bars but no curtians. All leather and wood furniture. But tue alcohol is starting to get to you. I call out from upstairs, "Blake go ahead and lock his ass, i just saw what time it was. Then clean him up, walk him, and put him in the playroom." Blake reaches over and grabs what looks like a large metal flower. He twists the base and its petals move togeather to become a butt plug. You start to squirm and move away but then realize blake has a firm grip on your balls. He tugs hard and twists a little. U move closer to his hand to save ur balls the pain. Then u feel the cold metal on ur hole as he is about to push it in. Your pleading, crying, and gasps do nothing to slow his progress. He wipes it around ur abused leaking hole and then shoves it all the way in. Still holding ur balls while u stand in a random entryway you have never seen before. The metal feels cold in your hole and ur hole is desperately trying to grab at the plug and even push it out. Then blake twist the base and u feel the petals flair out into your ass. You feel full and pained. Then while still holding ur balls he walks you through a very nice kitchen where another naked boy is cooking. He is about 5' 6" brown hair and hairless body. His dick is pierced and has a locked prince albert attached to a chain that is also locked to his nipple piercings. He sees you and blake approching and puts two bottles of water on the counter. You know better than to aks for help at this point. Starting to give in just a little. Blake hands u a bottle and takes the other and takes u to the back yard. You start drinking the water. As soon as u get to the outside all u can focus on is a guy who looks about 30, hairy, and is tied to a spit over a fire pit. There is no fire and the man looks to be crying and gagged. Suddenly you are very scared again. Blake says "Drink the water. I am to walk you and u must piss" You respond "What the hell is that? Is that what happens when we get too old or do something bad." Blake says "Rule around here is you are not allowed to answer the question of a slave. Just drink the water, both bottles, we can sit in the hot tub till u have to piss and then i drink it."

Seems like every post you make is negative, most spelling mistakes do not detract from the story, there are even mistakes in the newspapers.

***** Keep in mind guys this IS fiction, but it doesn't meant I don't want it to happen I waited 3 months after my original fuck weekend with PandB to test myself for HIV. I also remained abstinent during that time. I needed us to know that if I tested positive for HIV that it was his cum that finally did the deed. When the 91st day after arrived I broke out the OraQuick test I had bought online just a few days before and tested myself, putting the swab into the vile and setting it up. The worst part came now ... the waiting. They say a watch pot "never boils", but I knew this "pot" would boil over in 20 minutes. Not forever, but still ... it seems like ages waiting. I went into the other room, brought up some bb porn and slow stroked my cock thinking about the real possibility that I might be HIV+ because of my sex with PandB. He may have changed my whole world and I was going to find out soon. We had stayed in touch over the last 3 months, mostly using text messages, and he knew I was going to test today. I flipped through some of the tumblr sites looking for poz on neg verbal fuck videos, stroking my cock while my heart raced, and 21 minutes passed in a breeze. I went back into the bathroom to check the test. I looked at the test swab. There's a solid line at "C", and a slightly less solid line at "T". A quick scan of the included pamphlet reads, "If only C-Line appears, the test is negative. HIV antibodies collecting at the T-Line indicate the test is positive". "This says it, I've tested poz", I think. "HOLY FUCK! I'M HIV+!", the words not coming out as loudly as I'm thinking them. I sit there a minute, the test directions going through my head. My cock starts to get hard. I unconsciously slow stroke it for a few minutes, not focusing on any one thing. I was expecting this result and even hoping for it, but I'm still slightly numb now knowing the truth. I decide to text PartyandBreed: Me: Hey sexy boy Him: Hey sexy man Me: What's up Him: Working, horny Him: Test day isn't it? Me: Yep Him: ? I wait a few minutes to respond just to torture him, then finally a response. Him: Well? Me: + Him: FUCK!!!!!! Him: Is it mine? Me: Yes Him: Sure? Me: No sex after our weekend together Him: FUCK! I've been thinking about this so much lately Me: Me too Him: Congrats ... you need to post that on bz I put the phone down and jack off thinking about how our sex led to me being HIV+ and how fucking horny I was trying to get it. I was also feeling the urge to share it and I know this is the most important time for me to do that. I talk to PandB on the phone and we both discuss how hot it is that I'm poz now. He tells me about his experiences and other guys he's pozzed and we both discuss how hot it will be to poz another guy together. A week or so goes by and he tells me he's got a 19yo "son" he wants us to breed and convert, but that he wants him to get on Prep first. "Won't that make it impossible for him to go poz?", I ask, "You'll see is all he tells me". Another week or so goes by and he says the "son" has gotten his prescription, "I'm looking at the bottle right now", he says. "What? Why do you have the bottle?", I ask curiously. He tells me that Jake, the guy's name, is a sub, and has agreed to let PandB be in control of him and his Prep. "When do we get to fuck and breed him? Do you think he'll still convert?", I ask. We discuss this at length, Jake is staying at PandB's place for now and he's already taken 1 of the pills and yes we will breed him, and yes he's going to convert the same way that I did. The next weekend they drive down to my house. I answer the door naked, "Hey sexy man", and I kiss PandB as he enters my house. I look at Jake and then kiss him too to make him feel welcome. Jake is super cute, 19, short brown hair, slim body, blue eyes, quite and submissive. PandB is so blantant he pulls out the bottle of Truvada and shows it to me. I look at it, opening the bottle, "Its mostly full, I thought you got this weeks ago", "He did", he says, "He takes one on Monday mornings, and one Friday nights". "But that won't ... ", my voice drops off realizing what I'm about to say in front of Jake, PandB nods, "Yeah I know... its good, he took one just last night". "Jake take your clothes off", I hear PandB say to him. I start to put their things away while both of them get naked. "Let's go to my room", I say. Jake gets up and I follow him and PandB to my bedroom, palming Jake's ass the whole way; I want Jake to know who's in control this weekend. Jake leans back on my bed and I lean in to kiss him, feeling his ass. This goes on for only a few minutes when I decide I need in that hole. "Grab the lube babe", I say to PandB and he grabs it from the bathroom and instinctively starts to lube my cock. These guys haven't been in my house 10 minutes and we're already having our first fuck session. "Put it in him hot Daddy", PandB says to me, my cock sliding into Jake's tight hole. "Fuck he's tight ... feels so good, I won't last long like this", "Fuck yea Daddy, breed him the way I bred you ... give it to him ... give him your HIV", he says to me. I love how twisted PandB is and that he's sharing this guy with me and that neither one of us are on meds. In fact, the only one with any meds in his system is Jake and "...if he keeps taking his medication like he is now he's going to develop resistance to it". My cock is completely hard and leaking as that though occurs to me. "FUCK yes.... fuck he's tight.... FUCK I'm gonna breed this ass babe... gonna dump my load in him", I practically shout. "Fuck yea babe... give him a poz load, share my strain with him", all poz talk catches my attention and I look at Jake, but Jake is loving my poz cock and if he didn't know he's getting an HIV+ load before, he does now. I have a feeling PandB told him he's going to take poz cum and the boy is so sub he can't say no. "Do you want it son?", I ask, "Do you want my poz cum? Do you wanna be poz?". I egg him on a bit. "Yes Daddy", he responds softly, "Yes Da... Dad, poz my ass Dad". "Told you he's a horny pig like me and you", PandB says. I knew that testing anonymously would allow me to stealth poz some guys, but it was hot as fuck knowing Jake wanted it and he'd be one of the first guys I might convert. That sent me over the edge, "FUCK! FUKKKKKKKK... UHHHHHHHH.........UHHHHHHHHHHHHHH", and I'm groaning as the cum boiled out of my nuts and made its way down the shaft of my cock and into Jake's awaiting hole. I know he'll end up HIV+ the same way we are, and probably after just one weekend of hot sex. I pulled out and PartyandBreed stepped up and inserted his cock without waiting, using my cum as lube. I saw the boy jump a little, but I came a gallon inside his ass so I know he's well lubed. "Fuck yeah!... Fucking breed him ... fucking knock him up", I say without even thinking. "Fuck yea ... fucking knock me up", Jake pipes up in what may be the loudest volume I've ever heard from him. PandB is sweating after a few minutes, I can smell his arm pits, and I know another poz load is building, "Fucking give it to him man, fucking convert him the way you did me". PandB ignores me mostly and focuses on riding Jake's ass. "Uhhhhh....uhhhhhhhh...........uhhhhhhhhhhhhh", and PandB presses his cock tight against Jake's body. In several short minutes Jake is taking a 2nd big load of poz cum inside his body. As the weekend progresses I can tell Jake must be a chaser like I was, he's doing his best to keep the loads we give him inside his ass as long as he can. We both fuck him fuck him 3 more times so he gets a total of 8 poz loads from us. On Monday just before they are about to leave, PandB cuts one of the Truvada pills in half, throws half away, and gives the other half to Jake to swallow. I see him swallow it down and I know he's on his way to at least partial med-resistance. We agree to meet in two weeks at PandB's place and breed him further.

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Incredibly HOT!!! Can't wait to see part 2 You're so hot!

I KNEW and so happy fuck 2 more loads from me. ya horny bastard

I definitely get off on being an exhibitionist at bathhouses, theaters and bookstores - Midtowne Spa in LA is a fave. One Saturday morning years ago, I was near the end of a slutty 8 hour room rental at the Midtowne. The sun had risen high enough to hit the roof deck, so I laid out on a lounge chair to enjoy the sun. I thought the deck as empty until a hand started to massage my ass cheek. I turned around and saw a guy I had played with a little earlier - an older European fellow was a thick 6 incher. He had topped me in the basement but his low level of enthusiasm was frustrating. I guess the sunshine gave him a second wind because within seconds he pulled my bathing suit off and started pounding me hard into the lounge chair. As he jackhammered on top of me, my cock slipped slipped between the straps and was hanging below the chair, rocking back forth. I felt a hand grab my cock and start jerking me off. Some guys had made it up the roofdeck, were watching us and one was brave enough to join in. The pressure of the chair straps acted as a cockring and kept me hard as rock. Not an easy feat when I have endured some major assplay like that night. Unfortunately, none of the viewers wanted head - so there was no spit-roasting but the audience definitely helped elevate the enthusiasm of the top and myself for a memorable fuck. Damn - I need to visit the Midtowne soon.

ABS last night- I saw a really heavyset bearded bald guy all by himself in back corner. He was definitely gruff looking, which thankfully kept the trolls and twinks away from him. I strolled back and nodded, and noticed he had his hand in jeans pocket rubbing his cock. I stood a few feet in front of him, lowered my jeans a bit to expose my ass crack, and leaned onto the wall partition, staring straight ahead at the big video screen in front of room. Sure enough within moments I feel a hand on my ass and a finger finding my prelubed hole. He fingers me a bit and slides my pants down enough for full access. I bend forward a bit more so he knows 100% what I want, and soon am feeling his cock right on my hole. His hands grab my hips and he starts to push in slowly, and I'm sniffing some poppers and enjoying being opened up. He feels thick and keeps sliding in til my ass truly felt full. I never saw it but I'd say he was a good 8 or 9 inches. He bottoms out, and his belly is pressing hard into my back. He starts fucking nice n slow, and reaches around and starts jerking me as he fucks. His thrusts, him jerking me, and the poppers were too much and I start to cum hard, clamping my ass hard around his cock. He speeds up, then thrusts in me one last time before everything stops and I feel his cock spasming inside me. We stand there not moving for a good minute, until his cock slips out of me. Instantly I feel cum running down my thigh. He rubs my stomach and with the other hand feels my cum filled hole, then he zips up and walk s out. As I'm leaving a few minutes later, I see him pulling out of parking lot in a tow truck. Sexy.

I used to do it to girls before gangbangs, it seemed to help them last longer. Less anal bleeding as well. I used the old school KY jelly.

When my ex Scott and I would go out we would often end up at the bath house to sober up a bit before heading home. We would get a room and Scott would party up and I would roam around looking for cock and hole. We had been a few times and one of the attendants was a nice looking black guy named Heath. We flirted with him but never thought anything would come of it. One night we got him into our room and took turns sucking his long cut cock. It was only for a minute or two and he said he had to get back to work and we thought that was that. Later Scott and I were taking turns fucking a guy who was flying on something and begging for cock in one of the public play areas. We fucked his holes for awhile and he was begging for cum. I was throat fucking him while Scott was plowing his ass and I pulled out and asked if he wanted my boyfriends’ poz load and he just moaned. I got behind Scott telling him I wanted to see him poz that hole for me. I played with his nipples, which always did it for him, and soon he was pumping his poz load into the tweeked out guy. He kept fucking for a bit then pulled out and I slid right in that hot, wet, loaded hole. It felt amazing and the guy was begging to be fucked harder, saying he could take it and to really give it to him. I grabbed his hips and soon the sounds of his moans and my hips smacking his ass were getting louder and louder. I was not ready to cum yet and pulled out to let someone else have a turn at the guy. Scott and I took a shower and headed back to our room and saw Heath walking by and motioned him in. Scott said he wanted to see him fuck me and Heath looked at me and I just nodded and leaned in for a kiss. Scott shut the door and had me on my hands and knees licking my cock as I sucked Heath’s cock getting him nice and wet. Scott stood up and kissed Heath as he guided his bare cock to my hole. His cock was long and thin but had a really big flared head and it took some work to get it in. I was on my hands and knees, Heath behind me, and Scott scooted underneath me getting into a 69 position. I bent down and sucked his cock as he licked my balls and said how hot it was to watch me take that black cock. Heath had been a bit hesitant up until then working his cock in me but Scott encouraged him to ram into me which he did taking my breath away. He waiting a second but soon was fucking the whole length of that long black cock into me and pulling almost all the way out only to sink in balls deep again. It was quick and rough, with him forcing my hips back onto his cock over and over. Scott kept saying how hot it was to watch me get fucked like that and soon Heath buried his cock in me and I could feel it spasm as he loaded my hole. He slowly pulled out and then Scott and I were licking him clean. He headed back to work and Scott slid his cock into me and fucked me for few minutes but then said he wanted to rest for a bit and sent me out to look for more fun. I walked around and saw a guy we knew from a bar we went to. Average body but damn at the cock on him. That thing was a good 6 inches hanging soft. He asked where Scott was and I said resting but I wanted some more cock and would he let me play with his. In reply he leaned back on his elbows and spread his legs for me. I fell to my knees and licked and sucked him hard. I told him I had no idea he had such a nice big cock and he sorta laughed and guided my mouth up to his and kissed me. We lay on the bed rubbing against each other and his fingers found their way to my hole and he asked how many loads I had in me. I told him two so far, one poz and one neg. He asked if he could fuck another poz load into me. Hell yeah! He had me on my back in no time with my legs on his shoulders and was sinking that big cock into me. His was the biggest of the night and really stretched me. He was a solid eight inches and it felt so good as he sank into my loaded hole. He alternated between short quick thrusts and long slow ones and I loved it. I was running my hands all over him and encouraging him to give me that poz cock. He was hitting all the right spots inside me and had me moaning and begging for his poz load. He looked me in the eyes as he fucked faster and then he buried himself all the way in me and told me “I own a piece of you forever now” as he pozzed my hole. It was one of the hottest things I had ever experienced. Walking back to the room to find Scott I was thinking I never expected that guy to not only have a cock like that but to know how to use it so well. I could tell Scott was a bit jealous as I told him about it on the drive home. As soon as we got home he had me pushed up against the wall of the garage and ripped my pants down and sank his cock into me again. He always did this to show me that I was still his. It was hot I have to admit but as he pumped another poz load into me I remembered that guy saying how he owned a piece of me forever and shot my load all down the wall.

Yes they do. When they scan you, tell them you have a PA and they'll wave you through.

2. Jon "Got a package for you," the guard said. I looked up from my phone to see Hector looking at me. I hoped it was the package I had been expecting. It was an important part of my plans for Seth's party, and I had been worried it wouldn╒t get here in time for the weekend. "Thanks," I said. "It's in the back." Hector said. I felt a knot in my stomach. I knew where this was leading. "And where's Cal been? I haven't seen him for a few days." I had just come from the gym, and the workout had left me not just sweaty, but also horny. Still, I wasn't sure if I was ready for Hector. "He's been in Austin for work this week," I said. "Too bad," Hector said. "I've been missing him." Hector rubbed his crotch. There was no doubt why the burly Latino was missing Cal. Cal was usually the one who satisfied Hector's needs. Hector was the prototypical security guard, insecure and eager to assert his authority. Mixed with a deep insecurity about his sexuality, it was a toxic combination and it was reflected in his approach to sex. He was rough and aggressive, with a tendency to be very verbal and abusive. More than once, Cal had come up to the apartment with tears streaming down his face and bruises on his body. With Cal away, the job of satisfying Hector's dark, uncut cock was going to fall to me. "Me too," I said, as Hector motioned for me to head to the storage room in the back. The security guard put up a sign "Back in ten minutes." Not that he cared when he got back, but it would help to bound the experience. "He's back late tonight." "Yeah?" he said. "But my shift ends at 7:00." It was going to be me pleasuring him tonight. I couldn't tell if Hector was in a good mood or not, but it didn't matter. His cock was already stirring. As far as his penis was concerned, it didn't matter what I wanted. All that mattered was what Hector needed. He opened the door to the storage room. "Can't last that long?" It was my cock talking. As soon as I said it, I regretted it. Hector could barely control his sexuality, and never joked about it. I sometimes wondered if what Cal and I did for him was a safety valve, letting him release his tensions in a controlled way with participants that at least knew what they were getting into. I walked into the storage room. It was not the first time I had been in it, but it had been several months since the last time. As always, there was the single flickering fluorescent bulb, barely illuminating the room. Against the far wall, the locked cage ran the width of the room. It had only been a few weeks ago that I had come home and had to claim Cal from the cage. He bruised and bloodied from Hector's "games." Luckily, I had only been in the cage once, and I shivered at the memory. I wondered once again what I had just volunteered for. As I looked around the room, I noticed something new, a ratty old mattress, stained and dirty. It was in one corner of the cage. It was hard to tell if being thrown on the dirty mattress was a better outcome than just lying on the cold floor. "Shut up faggot," Hector said. It wasn't the words but the tone that hammered home the reality of the situation. Even though I was scared of what would happen next, my cock was playing traitor as it lengthened and hardened in my jeans. "On your knees." I fell to the ground in a motion that felt more like an involuntary reflex than a choice. I looked up at the Latino. He was smiling, the bulge in his khakis painfully obvious. Reverentially, he undid his belt. For him, it was a symbol of his power, and therefore, it required the utmost respect. I had watched the first time Cal had casually tossed it aside. The welts on his ass took two weeks to fully disappear. "You know what to do cocksucker," he said. I nodded and undid his pants, exposing a pair of white briefs, already stretched nearly to breaking point by his uncut cock. I pulled down his briefs, and his cock sprang free. It was thick, dark and despite how hard he was, the head was still covered by his foreskin. I would be lucky if Hector would use any lube to make the fuck bearable, much less some poppers or tina to make it fun. The Latino approached fucking as a zero-sum game, where any pleasure I got was less pleasure he got. For Hector, even me sucking his cock was an excuse to find new ways to get me to gag. I opened my mouth, taking the very tip of his cock into my body. Gently, I probed under his foreskin. If I knew Hector, he had spent most of the afternoon surfing the Internet for porn. The big breasts and wet cunts he had found had made him drip a bit, and the pre-cum had accumulated under his cockhood. "Oh fuck yeah, cocksucker. Lick up that sweat," he grunted, shoving his cock a bit further into my mouth. "Mmmmph," I said, working my way down his thick shaft. The entire encounter had happened so fast that I didn't really have a chance to get into the right headspace. From our idle chatter in the lobby to me on my knees sucking his cock, it had been barely five minutes. Nevertheless, my mood did not matter. I had to deep-throat the Latino. Hector hated any other lube than spit, so deep throating him was essential. My saliva would be my only respite from his ass pounding. "All the way down, faggot," he said. "Make my cock happy." I exhaled and focused on the cock already pressing against the back of my throat. "Yeah, it'll make your throat sore. But you like that." Hector grabbed the back of my head. "Come on. How many times have you done this before?" I didn't want to count; that would involve re-living the most extreme moments. I remembered the time he had practically choked me with his dick. He pulled it out only seconds before I blacked out. "Do it," he said, forcing my head down on his manhood. "Uuuuugh," I moaned, as the thick head forced itself into my throat. I had to take it, but every ounce of my being rebelled against the humiliation of his utter domination of my throat. "Eeease?" I grunted, begging him to let up on me. "Fucking feels so good cocksucker," he said. "No way am I gonna give up on this." He held my head in place; my nose rubbing against his closely trimmed pubes. There was the faint scent of soap, and the much stronger odor of sweat. In other words, he smelled like a man. He thrust his hips forward, forcing his steel shaft further in my mouth. "I know faggot. You can't get enough of a real man's cock." I looked up at him, silent and desperate. He was staring down at me, smiling broadly. His cock twitched, delivering a payload of pre-cum that landed straight in my stomach. He knew that every movement of his body was another ordeal as I struggled to accommodate his thickness. My obvious discomfort at sucking his cock only made him harder. Suddenly, he yanked his cock out of my throat and mouth. The removal was almost worse than the original penetration. But, the spasms subsided quickly once his cock was out of my mouth. "Stand up," he said, stepping back. He had decided that his cock was wet and hard enough to shove into my ass. I stood up quickly. "Bend over," he said. I bent over, leaning my weight against one of the shelves. It was full of packages waiting to be picked up. "Lower," he said, motioning me to rest against only the second shelf from the bottom. I stood up long enough to kick off my pants, then forced myself in the awkward and revealing posture he had demanded. As ambivalent as he might have been about gay sex, Hector still knew exactly what he was doing. By forcing me to brace myself against the lower shelf, I had to spread my legs wide, which forced my ass up. I could feel the chill of cool air against my hole. It reminded me just how exposed and vulnerable I had let myself become. In the position I had now assumed, there was no way for me to resist Hector's inevitable attack. My hole was exposed and ready for him to penetrate. The sudden chill awoke something dark and evil lurking within my body. I was no stranger to the passions of my virus. At the worst moments, it would stir, and assert itself. It wanted companionship, and it knew the best way to get it was through fluid exchange. Now aroused it asserted itself and made my only thought the need to get fucked. Hector grabbed onto my waist with one hand, and spat on his cock. Even when he had the time, he hated lube. "You know. Spit is all that a cocksucker deserves." He positioned his dick against my hole, pausing for a moment. "Let me in," he said, as he pressed harder and forced himself into me. As he entered, his foreskin peeled back, exposing his swollen cockhead. At least there was a bit of pre-cum to lubricate his penetration, but it was hardly enough. Not that it mattered. My virus was in control now and it wanted cum even more than Hector needed to drain his balls. I grunted, shifting my weight to try to get into a better position. "Stay cocksucker," he said, using his free hand hold me in place. "This is how I want it." I stopped squirming. I could feel each millimeter of his cock as it pressed into ass. Since I had no chance to prepare, his dick was a burning poker invading me. I moaned, more from pain than any kind of pleasure. "That's a real man in your ass," he said. He pushed further into me, the skin of his shaft rubbing against the tender walls of my ass. I closed my eyes, dreaming of even a drop of lube to make it easier to bear. "It's the kind of cock you dream about, faggot." "So fucking tight," Hector said. His cock was only seven or eight inches long, but it was thick. He was stretching me out. "Almost all in." I allowed myself a breath and forced myself to relax even more. Unfortunately, like Hector, the virus did not believe in pleasure. All it wanted that afternoon was another man in me, another chance to get re-infected. As I exhaled, his cock slid deeper into me and his thick pubes brushed against my buttocks. "It's all the way in, cocksucker," he said, and almost immediately, pulled back out. "Now the fun can really begin." I gasped, only to be rewarded with another hard thrust back into my hole. This time, it was at an angle and his dickhead rubbed against fresh parts of my hole. Hector was trying to find the sweet spot that maximized both his pleasure my discomfort. He knew what he was doing, and quickly found a rhythm of thrusts, parries, and withdrawals that left me breathless and sweating. He now had both hands on my waist and held me in place. It meant there was no relief for my aching thighs or sore ass. The only relief was that he was dripping pre-cum into me. If we kept this up long enough, I would be properly lubricated, and his fucking wouldn't be quite as harrowing. "Oh yeah," Hector said. "Almost there, cocksucker." "Please," I moaned. I wasn't sure if the voice was me begging for the fuck to end, or my virus, begging for his load. My arms were getting tired from supporting myself and pushing back against his pounding. His pre-cum was making his thrusts a little more bearable, but each one was still a painful reminder of his utter dominance over me. "Please," I grunted again. "Faggot begging for a man's load," Hector said. "Fucking the way the world should work." He slammed his cock deep into my hole and held it there. Of course, this was the moment where he had opened me up and lubricated me enough that his thrusts were no longer painful. He knew how to time it perfectly; when it became even slightly pleasurable for me, it was time for the encounter to end. "Fucking taking my load." His shaft throbbed. "Fucking breeding that faggot hole." The first spurt of cum was like a bullet, colliding with my body, lodging itself deep. Three more spurts followed in quick succession, each punctuated by a grunt of pleasure. As he filled me, my virus was briefly satiated. I no longer had the utter compulsion for sperm. I had a shining moment of clarity and was able to see myself in perfect understanding. Unfortunately, I was still bent over, practically naked, with another man's semen dripping out of my ass. It was not how I wanted to imagine myself. Afterwards, he paused for a moment, slowly working his load into my ass. "Hope JP likes sloppy seconds, faggot," he said. He pulled his cock out quickly, sending fresh bolts of pain through my body. Before I could even recover, he had put his dick back in his briefs, pulled up his pants and re-adjusted his belt. "Your package is there, cocksucker," he said, pointing to a small box practically covered in shipping labels in English and Chinese. He slapped my ass. It was harder than it needed, and I only barely caught myself from crashing into the shelf. "Clean your self up and take it." With nary another word, Hector left the storage room, leaving me still mostly naked, bent over, with a few drops of his seed dripping out of my ass. I stood up slowly, trying not to move too fast and cause my aching muscles to enter spasms of protest. I pulled on my underwear and pants, and grabbed the package Hector had pointed to. When I stepped out of the storage room, Hector was already back at his desk. I could see a picture of a naked woman on his screen, her legs spread and her fingers sliding into her cunt. He made no acknowledgement of my presence as I walked to the elevators. In the elevator, I shook the box, but there was no sound to reveal anything about the contents. It was both re-assuring and nerve-wracking. It had been a very complex order, and I was terrified that it would get messed up in critical ways. The elevator quickly took me up the fifty-odd floors to the condo, dropping me off in the foyer. I kicked off my shoes, and headed to the kitchen. "Hello?" I called out. Cal was still away, but I hoped that Jean-Paul had beaten me back home. "Welcome home," Jean-Paul called back. It sounded like he was in the living room. "I'm in the kitchen, JP," I said. I found a pair of scissors, and started to carefully cut the packing tape from the box. "What's in the box?" I looked up to see JP standing in the doorway. He was wearing a pair of sweat pants and nothing else. "Gym, then shower. Didn't see much point in getting fully dressed again." I could jus barely see his penis outlined in the sweats. It reminded me of what I had just done. It also reminded me that Hector's cum had only partially satiated my needs. "No complaints about that here," I said. JP's cock grew slightly in his sweat pants. I opened the box, and pulled out a few sheets of Chinese newspaper, and extracted two bags stuffed full of oblong blue pills. I had ordered about 300 of them; eyeballing the bags, it looked about right. JP walked over to me, pressing his body against mine. He was warm and the contours of his body were infinitely familiar and comfortable. "I thought those were Viagra," he said. "But Truvada?" "Well, kind of," I said. I pulled out another bag; this one was just as full. "These are for our boy tomorrow night." "Seth?" JP asked. "Yeah." I opened one of the bags, and extracted a pill. "Sugar pills," I said. "We'll replace his with the fakes." I had the idea several months earlier, in the quiet, dark hours of the night when the only ones awake were the ones driven by demons too powerful for mortals to defeat. That night, my demons had been crystal meth and three unknown, erect men. "Fuck," JP said. "You're a twisted fucker." He was now pressed up against my back. I could feel his cock grow as he thought through the implications of what I had just said. We would be fucking Seth raw and Seth, of course, would let us inject him full of our poz cum. He thought the pills he was taking would protect him. But he would be wrong. It would be just like a good old-fashioned stealthing, only far more dark, evil and perverted. "I learned from the best," I said. I pulled out one last bag. This one had only about 30 white tablets in them. "And those?" "Just some molly." "And the student becomes the master," JP said. "Well, even so, maybe you can give me a refresher course," I said. His cock was pressed against my back. Even though Hector had just fucked me, the virus was insistent. It needed more. It especially needed a poz man's sperm. "You sure?" JP asked. "We gotta save something for Seth, you know." "One last one?" I asked. I was already undoing my belt, racing to get out of my clothes. "I guess," JP said. He pushed down his sweats, letting his cock spring free. I finally got my pants off, and started to unbutton my shirt. "I can probably manage one load for you, my needy man." "You have no idea," I said. I wanted JP's cock. I needed his poz cum. "I think I know you well enough to know how badly you need cock." "Hector," I started. "You already have a load up there?" JP asked. He loved it when I came pre-seeded. I tossed my shirt into a corner, and nodded. "Yeah." "Oh hell yeah," JP said. "You need another load up that hot, greedy hole of yours?" "Fuck yeah," I said. "You need a recharge? Get you primed and ready for our innocent boy tomorrow night?" "I do." JP lifted me onto the kitchen table. The wood was warm against my skin, but as JP buried his face in my ass, I barely even noticed where I was. "Mmmm," he said. His tongue was probing my hole, darting in and out of me. He was trying to find the hidden pockets of cum that were still in my hole. "I can taste his cum." "Are you still?" I asked. "Off meds?" JP replied. After so many years together, we didn't need to complete sentences to know what the other was thinking. "Yeah," he continued. "It's been about a week now." "You must be pretty potent by now." "I hope so. For Seth's sake. Tonight, however, it's all yours." He stood up and spun me around. My head was now hanging off the side of the table, his erection standing up stiffly in front of me. It was beautiful, familiar presence; I had long ago lost track of all the times we had fucked. "Come on," he said, putting his warm hands on the side of my head, and gently holding me in place as he pushed his cock towards me. "Suck my cock. Get me hard," he said, as if he wasn't already hard enough. "Fucking beautiful cock," I said. "Beautiful, AIDS-infected cock." "It infected you," JP said. "It did." I replied. I opened my mouth and took the very tip of his cock. I barely brushed my tongue across it, but even so could taste the intense, bitter taste of his pre-cum. He had always tasted bitter, but it was not an unpleasant taste. Like a fine Islay scotch, it had grown on me and I reveled in its complexities and changes as his health and viral load ebbed and flowed. It took only one taste for me to realize how potent he was. Tomorrow he would be even more deadly. The drugs we all took worked extremely well, and when JP stopped them, his virus came back with a vengeance. JP's high viral load would be an added reward for Seth this weekend, albeit one he would not have chosen for himself. "I can taste the virus in your pre-cum," I said. "I know," JP said. "I can tell you love it." He was right. It reminded me of when we were first dating and when HIV was far scarier. JP had been there for me, helping me accept his poz cock and take his infected loads. He had been there for me when I had gotten sick, fucking me repeatedly to make sure I was sure to convert. It was so perfect that he had done it to me. Even now, I would jerk off thinking about those weeks. JP was pushing his cock deeper into my mouth and soon he was pressing against the back. I swallowed and let him enter my throat. Although JP was thick, I had gotten used to him. There were only a few seconds of discomfort before I acclimated to his familiar girth. "That's right, boy. Take it all." "Please," I murmured, as best I could with his cock buried in my throat. I wanted him to force his cock into me and to take me once more. He was only a few years older than me, but his hair was already the perfect mixture of salt and pepper. I thought it was hot; it made him even more of the daddy he already was. "Fuck me," I grunted, staring at the black and white hair of his pubes. He held my head in place as he pushed his cock deeper into me. Although I should have expected it, the first time was still a surprise. I forced myself to adjust to it, fighting back the urge to gag. "Come on, take it," JP said. "Take my diseased cock." I closed my eyes and relaxed. Before I knew it, my lips were pressed up against the base of his dick, and my nose was nestled against his heavy balls. This was one of the most perfect configurations for two men to be in: one man buried deep in the throat of another man. Just as soon as I had gotten used to it, and right as I began to savor it, JP pulled his cock out. But immediately, he sunk it right back into me. I was surprised by how forceful he was, and once more had to force myself not to gag. JP usually took his time and let me get used to him. But tonight, there was urgency in his actions. "Fuck," JP said. "I'm not sure what's into me tonight. I gotta get off." He pulled his cock out again. It was as hard as it ever was, and was now dripping wet from my spit. "The virus is in your brain," I said. "It needs to spread." "You're right," he said. He let go of my head and stepped back. "Wanna go to the bedroom?" he asked me. I pulled myself up and sat on the counter. "You going to breed me? Make me your infected poz man?" "My diseased husband," he said, smiling. He extended his hand. I grabbed it, and followed him into the bedroom. In the bedroom, he grabbed my other arm and tossed me onto the bed. Jon-Paul was six inches taller than me, and at least fifty pounds heavier. All of that extra weight was muscle. When we wrestled, I always lost. "You are going to get fucked good," he said. "Infected with some new strain of virus." "I hope so," I said. I pushed the covers back, leaned up against the pillows, and spread my legs. "All yours, my poisonous stud." JP got on the bed, and knelt between my legs. I handed him a bottle of lube. "You think you need this?" he asked. "Don't you already have another man's cum up there?" I nodded. "Just a bit," I said. "I guess," JP said. He grabbed one of my legs and pushed me back, exposing my hole even more. He squeezed a bit of the lubricant out of the bottle, directly onto my hole. "You've got a drop of cum leaking out," he said. Pre-seeded holes were one of his biggest turn-ons; his eyes were wide and eager to pound my hole. He poured a thin bead of the fluid onto his erection and gave it a few strokes. "I'm a slimepit," I said. "I know." "Not yet," JP said. He had navigated his cock to my hole, and it was now pressing against me insistently. By now, after all the years together we knew each other's bodies completely and instinctively. Even tweaked up, in a dark maze, I could always steer my cock directly into JP's throat. He had the same navigation talents when it came to my body. "One load does not a cumdump make, much less a slime pit." "You need to fix that," I said. Before I could say anything else, he pushed his cock into me. I gasped, from a perfect mixture of surprise, delight, and discomfort. As JP started to find a rhythm of fucking me, the surprise and discomfort disappeared and all that remained was pleasure. JP leaned in and gave me a kiss. "I can feel that load inside you," he said, before pushing his tongue back into my mouth. "How many loads is Seth going to get?" he asked. "As many as we can give him," I said. "As many as it takes to infect him." "But he thinks this is perfectly safe? That PrEP is going to protect him?" "Yeah," I said. I clenched my ass tight around JP's cock, wanting to milk out more of his toxic pre-cum. "And he thinks all of us are on meds." "Other than you, me and Cal, who's coming?" JP licked my ear, sending waves of pleasure over my body, all of them converging on my hole. "Ohhh, baby," he murmured as he felt my hole twitch. "Just us tomorrow night," I replied, trying to ignore the pleasure I was feeling. "Pizza, poppers, and pozzing." "You mean supper, smoke, and stealthing, right?" "Hell yeah," I said. "Then, Saturday, we've got Jesse, Max, Dennis, Nathan and Jason and Sean and Vic." "How much cock is this boy going to take? Max and Sean and Vic are pretty big." "You're at least as big as all of them," I said. I reached down and grabbed his muscular ass. I pulled him closer. It gave me a chance to feel his hairy chest rub against mine, but also get another half inch of cock in me. "And you said Dennis and Jesse as well?" I nodded. "They've been off drugs for how long?" "Resistant for Dennis. Jesse never even took them." "That's right. But it's like bringing a nuclear warhead to a high school wrestling match. He doesn't stand a chance." I nodded again. Dennis had stopped drugs a few months ago, when his virus became resistant to one of the medicines. The last time I had seen him, he had been gaunt and slow, like all his energy was being sucked up by the virus. But the disease had not affected his cock; it was as hard and powerful as ever. Jesse, on the other hand, still looked like the model he once was, albeit with a bit of grey in his goatee. He had never taken drugs at all. He thought they interrupted the universe's master plan, in which his disease was a small part of some grand and perfect design. "But what about you?" I asked. "I tasted your pre-cum tonight. If they are a nuclear weapon, you're a fucking neutron bomb." "You could tell?" JP asked. He slowed down his insistent pounding, and kissed me. "That's fucking hot." I could. It wasn't very accurate, but he tasted metallic, almost poisonous when his viral load was high. "Yeah," I said. "You know I can. And from your precum tonight, you're a deadly stud of a man." "All the better to infect my special studs with. All the best for our special guest this weekend." "Yeah, and speaking of special guests, Tina will also be making an appearance on Saturday. Vic said he would hook us up." "Drugs and sex, and poz men?" JP asked. "Everything after this weekend is going to be a let down for Seth." "Yeah," I said, laughing. "You're probably right." "Another let down?" JP asked. I nodded. "Cal's gonna get home and there's going to be no cum left for him." "It's going to be even worse this weekend. He's gonna be a hungry boy by the end, seeing Seth get all the loads." "And he's gonna be even more jealous of the load Hector gave you." He pressed his dick into me, finding another reservoir of the Latino's jizz. "So fucking hot, you taking that load, and bringing it home for me to fuck into you." "I want to be your slut," I said. "I know. But you have such a nice cock yourself. You shouldn't deny men the pleasure of it." "Nor my load." "Your foul, polluted cum," JP said. He reached down and grabbed my cock. It was rock-hard, and already dripping some pre-cum. He rubbed his finger in the slick fluid, and then put the finger in his mouth. "But still so sweet. The drugs are working?" "Yeah, last test was about a month ago and I was all clean." "Except for your mind," JP said. "The boy has no clue what he's getting himself into." "A nest of vipers," I said. "Deadly vipers." "And this viper is getting ready to bite." "Shoot its venom into me," I said. JP had been playing with both my body and my mind. Between his fucking and his dirty talk, he had pushed me into a dark headspace, where I almost believed that his cock was a thick, fat snake. It was biding its time and waiting for the perfect moment to strike. "Oh fuck yeah," JP grunted as he shoved his snake into my hole. "Gonna breed my man's slut hole." He was still for a moment, enjoying the sensation of his cockhead swimming in Hector's load. He exhaled. At the same moment, his cock swelled and spurted. His cum shot out of his dick, into my waiting ass. "Take my AIDS cum," he moaned. "Give it to me," I said. "Re-charge my hole." "Hell yeah," JP said. His hips were thrusting into me again, smearing his fresh cum against my hole while at the same time, working Hector's load into me as well. Each thrust was marked by another throb of his cock as he ejaculated more of his virus-ridden sperm into me. "Can't ever get enough of you." "I'm jealous of every load I don't get," I said. "I know." He leaned in and started to kiss me. "You are still my favorite. And each year, you only get hotter." As JP's orgasm faded, we continued to make out. We each were constantly adjusting our position, making sure that JP's cock stayed in me. But, eventually, JP began to get soft and my legs got sore. "Dinner?" he whispered in my ear. "Sure," I said. We slowly disentangled, finding excuses to slap each other's balls, nibble on a nipple, or just make out that left us in bed another fifteen minutes. Finally we stood up and we each pulled on a pair of sweats. I took a piss, and JP headed to the kitchen. The rest of the evening was uneventful. JP made dinner, we curled up on the couch and watched some TV, and then we went to bed. Around midnight, we were momentarily awoken by Cal coming back and crawling in between us. I wrapped my arms around the lanky young man and nestled my erect penis between his muscular ass cheeks. I quickly fell back to sleep, dreaming of an angry virus, desperate to spread itself to every unsuspecting, horny man.

Third post. This one a little more recent. It happened two years ago in May, just as the weather was getting nice and warm. Now, I've not exactly lived a sheltered life, but London is new to me, I still feel it's new after being here a while. I knew there were famous cruising grounds, but I didn't know anything about them and, living up north for so long, I'd no clue just as to how 'active' these spots were in the right conditions. I'd heard of Hampstead Heath, but I now know just how big London is and how long it can take to get to the other side. I was staying with a friend when, one Saturday night (I figured this would be the busiest time and from what I read on Squirt, I was right), I said I was off to meet colleagues for a drink. I left the house at about 9:30pm, jumped in the car and put my sat nav on. It took me through several boroughs and then central London until I eventually came out on to a large main road - the drive had taken about an hour. I'd never been here before and it took me a while to get my bearings. I was shaking I was so nervous - I'd never really been cruising properly before. I had only caught sight of some small pictures on Squirt as to what the location looked like. My marker was the Jack Straws Castle - I assume it's a pub, but as i've never been in, I'm not 100% - could have been turned in to flats like everywhere else by now - not sure. Parking in London can be a nightmare, permit zones etc. and the signs never make sense to me. It was about 10:45pm on a Saturday night now. I decided to take a risk and just park on the same road - there were no double yellow lines and it was fairly deserted. I figured this was my only chance and the road was empty. I'd showered and douched before hand, I brought mouthwash and chewing gum with me along wth baby wipes, poppers - my fuck kit, just in case. I left everything in the car though, save for the poppers. The wall on the road I'd parked on was high and it ran all the way from just after the pub until it disappeared in to darkness at the other end of the road. I had my phone out and had logged in to squirt. I followed the instructions. By the pub was a small car park - sealed off, walk down it and down the hill on to the path and you're in the heath. There were some vague instructions to find the busiest spot, but I knew what I was after - the fuck tree. I'd read about this - A large tree that appeared fallen, though I think it's still alive, which lies horizontally, or has grown so, and is perfect for bending over and waiting. As soon as I got on to the path, I saw guys everywhere, standing around, walking about, giving me a quick, subtle flick of their head as if to say 'wanna fuck?' I did. But I needed a look about first. I'm walking down the path and a fit black guy, seriously hot, approached me walking in the opposite direction. We stop and chat and then within seconds we're kissing and man, can he kiss. We have a grope, but he tells me he's had his fun and is heading home. I'm disappointed, but as he leaves and I look around I can see there's no reason to be. I continue down the path and it curves round to the left. i meet a guy about my age, backpack on, flirting and we start playing. He fucks me up against a tree on the path, he says he's in me raw, but I'm not convinced and every time I try and check he brushes my hand away. He takes quite a while to cum and it's not that much fun, but I let him because that's why I'm here. You have to see the bigger picture. When he leaves, another guy passes and I stop him and talk to him - I ask him if he knows where the mythological fuck tree is and he smiles. He points in to the woods and tells me to stay on the trail, look out for a bin on the right and then there's a small clearing to the right with another bin and that's where the tree is. I'm only half listening to his directions as he rambles on and I'm still nervous. I follow the trail down but it goes on for a bit and i haven't really seen any guys for a while - I begin to worry I'm lost and I know I have absolutely NO sense of direction - none at all. I stop a passing guy, first i've seen in a while, and he assures me I should keep going, so I do. I see the bin on the right of the path and there's a couple of guys by it, smoking. They ignore me, but I take a good look - muscle daddies, hot and I see that they're smoking cigars - even hotter. Behind them there's another rubbish bin and next to it a large fallen tree with about seven or eight guys stood around it, all groping themselves, but not interacting with each other - why does this always happen? Commit yourselves, for fuck's sake! I walk around the tree. They're watching me, which makes me even more nervous and, despite the warm night air, I feel cool and tremble a little. I've worn denim shorts, button-fly and I loosen them and drop them to the ground revealing my jocked arse. I lean over the tree, sniff my poppers and stare at the ground. I don't need to see. It's better if I don't. It's actually my preference. One by one they start to move closer and I feel hands on me. A cock slips in my mouth and I ravish it, another slides in to me, there's no questions or mentions of rubbers, just assumptions that it'll be raw - that's fine. That's really fine. I sniff my poppers, suck cock and just relax as the tree bears my weight and I take raw cock after raw cock. I lose count after eight, but I know i'm pushing in to double figures. They're queueing to use me and each one of them gets their turn. One of them, a biker guy in a jock and leather jacket comes back, his jock hidden beneath trackies, I know because I reach back to feel him. He's obviously taking a load or two too. Eventually I look at my watch and it's pushing towards 1:30am. I'm not working on the Sunday, so I'm in no hurry to get home, but I am conscious of the fact that it'll take me an hour to drive. As he cums inside me for a second time, at least, my hole is aching a little, not knowing whether to stay slack and open, gaping or whether to bother to tense back up and try to regain its normal shape. It doesn't get much time to move. A tall black guy, seriously dark skin, which I love, something about the contrast on my pale white skin, enters me - he's huge and although his cock is clearly hard, it's so thick that there's almost a layer of puppy fat around it, softening it's feel - does that make sense? fucking horny. Now, I'm not being racist, at least I hope I'm not, and this has not proven to be true for every black guy that's fucked me, and i've had a few, but something about some black guys seems to give them better hip movement, smoother, a more rounded motion that's pleasing to my cunt, not to mention there's that smell of black sweat, which turns me on no end. He spends some time working my cunt, when another bottom appears next to me on the tree. I'm not worried. He's cute enough, maybe a few years younger than me and his arse is hairless, cute though. I know some guys prefer smooth and it looks natural - I don't think he's shaved it. Still, I know I offer something that guys who love it, love - I figure there's enough to go round and the black guy pulls out and double dips in to the other bottom's cunt. He moves between the two of us, my cunt then his and back and forth - I make sure I get the load. And I turn around to see him. He's really tall with big, full lips, another feature on many black guys I just can't get enough of and we spend sometime just kissing, his cock growing hard again, before he fucks me one last time and then leaves. It's gone 2am now and I notice that the woods have grown much quieter. I get a little worried. There's no one around the fuck tree and I can only vaguely remember the directions back to the path. I start the route back, hoisting my shorts back up - my knees blackened and sore from pressing against the tree. My arse aches but in the best of ways and I'm literally dripping, but my fatigued muscles can't find the strength to contract and I can feel the spunk oozing out of me, dribbling down my legs and dampening my shorts. As I'm walking back up the path, I bump in to the other bottom and we compliment each other on our arses - we deserve it, we've worked hard tonight. He sees me safely back to the path and i walk back to the car with so many loads of stangers' jizz that half of London could have emptied their balls in to me and i still wouldn't recognise their faces or know who they were. I love that, walking down the street and not knowing if the guy passing me has cum inside me - so fucking hot. I get back in the car and begin the drive home. as I'm in Camden, North London, I'm slowing for a red light and an asian guy walking towards me stares at me and I stare back. I think he's cruising me, so as if it's an instant reflex, I hit my indicator and pull left in to a side street - I see him in my mirrors stop and watch me and as I park up, I hope he's coming to meet me. I don't know if my arse can take another cock but I'm sure as fuck going to try. Then it occurs to me - this is London - he could just as well be on his way to shoot or stab me, mug me even, let alone fuck me. But as he comes aorund the corner and smiles at me I know that's not the case. I lock the car and we walk down the street, further in to darkness until a back street opens up behind the main road i'd been driving down and we slip in to it together, kissing and groping. I turn my back to him and drop my shorts and he feels my arse, soaking. I hear him sniffing his fingers and then I hear him snort or laugh, I can't quite tell which. The streets seem empty, but it's Saturday night and neither of us wants attention. I'm sure i can feel him grinning behind me as he puts the head of his cock to my hole and wanks a little to get hard. He slides inside me, pushing my face in to the brick wall and fucks me roughly, pulling my hips out so i'm crouching a little. He fucks me hard and fast, his cock probably about 6" but he's circumcised, as so many asian guys are and his cock is thicker in the middle, which I love - nice for teasing and stretching your hole. He pounds my slick cunt, and i feel more cum dripping out of me. I almost want him to stop - I want to keep the cum, but i'm past that now and i want his fresh load and then before I know it I can feel his breath on my neck as he thrusts and bucks, jerking involuntarily as he unloads inside me, zips up and disappears without a word. I head back to the car and drive home. I fucking love London.

I never thought I'd be the guy who takes random guys' bare cocks and their cum. I thought I'd be a safe sex, monogamous bottom forever. Not so much. LOL. I met Justin on a4a. I was actually looking for guys to go on dates with and he was a negative top who didn't have anything picked when it came to safe sex/anything goes. He was sexy, 5'10", brown, brown, and had a slim body. He also had a 7.5" fat cock. We chatted on a4a and he seemed pretty cool and smart. We set up a date and met up for dinner and drinks. We really hit it off and we went for another drink after dinner. I was feeling the booze and didn't eat much at dinner, so when we got to talking about sex I told him he could fuck me bareback if he wanted. He said fuck yeah he wanted to fuck me bareback. We left the bar, went to my place and he fucked me bareback and came in my ass. Justin and I didn't work out as boyfriends because he drank and partied too much for me, but we did fuck a lot. He became my first real fuck buddy. He'd come over and I'd ride his cock, he'd fuck me on my back, doggie, bent over a table, every way possible. I liked being on my back the most with Justin because when he fucked me you could see his flat stomach flex it's abs. It was so hot to watch him fuck me. We stopped seeing each other as fuck buddies once he got a boyfriend, but we remained friends. I dated and fucked around, still looking for that elusive hot top boyfriend, and Justin always asked about my sex life when we'd hang out together. He loved hearing about me taking loads from guys I met at bars and online. I told him everything. Justin and his boyfriend lasted about a year. As soon as they broke up, he was over at my place riding my ass and breeding me. We were in bed after a hot fuck and he asked if I had any fantasies. I told him that I wanted to get fucked bareback in public and have the guys around know I was getting fucked bareback. He said "That's hot, especially since you are so preppy and clean cut that most guys would probably be shocked to know what a cum dump you are." We got so turned on that he turned me face down and slid his hard cock inside me again and fucked me. A few weeks later, I ran into Justin at a bar in his neighborhood while I was out with a few guys I knew (but not well). These guys and I had all just been at a mutual friend's party and had some drinks, so we were feeling good. Justin was drunk, but not sloppy yet. As we all hung out and drank the guys were all hitting on me and Justin and buying us drinks. We were having a good time and when the bar closed we decided to go to another, sleazier bar up the street. Justin loves this place. It's pretty big upstairs, three bars and there is a sex room downstairs. I'd only been down there once and only to see what it was like. It's the kind of sex room where you have to take your shirt off to get inside but it's clean and just feels like a sterile bathroom when you are in it. By this time, it's pretty late and since this bar is one of the only ones still open it is getting a decent crowd. Justin and I are making out by this point and his hands are all over my ass and down the back of my pants. The other guys we are with can see all of this and one of them, Rob, said, "I knew you were a bottom. You're so hot. I really want to get my cock in you." "Maybe another time," I replied, explaining "I'm going home with Justin tonight." We all danced and drank a round or two of shots. Justin said, "Let's go downstairs. You rubbing your ass on my cock has me really horny." I hesitated. Justin said, "Come on. We can play out your fantasy." I immediately got hard. I asked if he was sure and he just took my hand and down the stairs we went. I took off my polo and Justin took off his tee shirt at the door to the room. As soon as we got in the room, I opened his jeans and took out his hot cock(no underwear and he was wearing a cock ring). He pushed me against the wall and we made out and I stroked his cock. He pushed me to my knees and I sucked his cock. He loves blowing loads in my mouth, but tonight he was going to fuck me and I needed to get him pretty wet. I was sucking him and we started to get a small group of guys watching us. Some older, some chubbier, some hot; but all watching me suck Justin's hot cock. Justin pulled me up and turned me around. I undid my jeans and slid them off my ass showing off my jock strap. (There are condoms and lube packets all over this bar). Justin opened a lube packet and lubed his cock and my asshole. I heard one of the guys say, "I think they are going to fuck bareback." Justin said, "If he wants to, we can." I reached back and slipped his cock in my ass. I winced and had to get used to it, but I was ready for his fuck pretty quickly. Justin asked if I liked his cock. I moaned that I did. He said, "You like getting fucked bareback don't you?" "Yeah," I replied. Justin repeated his question to me several times, insisting I repeat myself, and expressly say much I liked getting bare cock in my ass. The guys watching us were getting really turned on. I couldn't see them all, but I could see that a few were stoking their cocks and others were starting to make out. Justin fucked me against the wall like that for a while. He stopped and told me to take off my jeans so he could spread my legs more. I was nervous about this but I did it. I was now in my jockstrap and Converse shoes. I leaned back against the wall and spread my legs. Justin slid his cock back in my ass and started pounding my ass. He made me say again that I loved getting fucked bareback. Then Justin said, "I'm going to cum in you bitch." I said, "Please cum in my ass. Don't pull out." He rammed his cock home inside me and groaned filling me up with his cum. I hadn't cum yet and was really horny. Rob, one of the guys we'd been hanging out with all night, came up and said "That was fucking hot. Can I fuck him too?" Justin said, "Sure. I don't own him." Justin slipped his cock out of me, made sure I was cool with it, and stood next to me and kissed me. I made out with Justin as Rob ran his cock over my ass crack. He opened a lube packet and spread the lube on his cock. He said, "Since I know how much you like getting fucked bareback I guess I don't need a condom." "No, you don't," I replied as his cock slipped in my ass. Now, his cock wasn't as thick or long as Justin's but still it felt good, especially as while Rob was fucking me, Justin and another bystander began making out, which made the experience all the more of a turn-on. Rob pushed me over some and pulled my ass out more and started pulling his cock all the way out and slamming it back in. I was loving it and moaning. Rob started speeding up and he said, "You want my cum, don't you?" "Yes," I replied, but like Justin, Rob insisted I repeat my 'yes' several times, so I did, over and over, louder each time, and by the Rob shot his load in my ass I was all but shouting. Then he unceremoniously withdrew. I still hadn't cum, but I was loved getting fucked. I looked around hoping to see Justin but instead saw another guy, probably in his late 40s. He had stepped behind me, and had positioned his cock at my hole. I didn't know him, but that didn't matter. Rather I compulsively I pushed back on his cock and the head popped in. I knew he was in me bareback. He just started fucking me, grunting as he did "You're one fuckin' hot slut - my cock loves your hole." Then he leaned forward, pulled my face to the side, and kissed me, sliding his tongue as deep into my mouth as we could manage. I sucked on his tongue, thinking of it as a very muscular cock as he kept fucking my ass. I found myself moaning into his mouth as he paused and muttered "I'm going to cum." "Blow inside my ass," I replied. Slapping my ass cheeks, he did just that, giving me every drop of his load. A bystander asked if we knew each other, and the top replied as he withdrew from my ass "No, but thanks, slut. That was good." Another guy stepped up and his bare cock slipped inside my ass. He came in me too. Then another cock and another cock. Then I heard a familiar voice. I looked back and it was one of the summer interns from the firm. He said, "Fucking hot ass man. I wanted to fuck you all last summer. Now you're going to take my poz cock." I don't even remember this intern's name, but he slipped his bare poz cock in my cum filled ass and fucked me silly. This guy was really hot and he really knew how to fuck. He must've fucked me for 20 minutes. It was starting to hurt a bit and he reached around and started jerking my cock. He said, "For such a slutty bottom you have a great fat cock." He jerked me and fucked me. Just as he was cumming in my ass, Justin showed up and asked if I was okay. As the intern semi-collapsed on my back, his sweaty chest leaving me soaked, I replied "Yeah, I'm absolutely fine." Justin got on his knees and started giving me head. I blew my load with the intern's cock still inside me. He said, "Holy crap you just totally worked my cock when you came." He asked if I wanted another load from him. I said sure and he fucked me pretty fast and gave me another load. Justin then pulled me off his cock, turned me around and kissed me. "Did you get what you wanted? Was the experience as hot as your fantasy?" Justin asked. "If possible, it was even more so," I replied. Then Justin and I dressed and left, taking the intern in tow, the three of us going back to my place. The three of us fucked all night and most of the next day, eventually passing out in my bed. It was a really hot night. I really am a cumdump now. I love it. The end.

i am ready to slam with you & be slammed by YOU !!

I was working some later hours for a friend who needed to be off. I was the only nurse in the department and when the OR staff brought the patient out he was yelling and in obvious pain. I knew the hospital was full and I would have to keep this patient longer than usual so quickly worked on making him comfortable. After some pain medicine he started to relax but it also made him very talkative. He asked about his scar and I told him where the surgical site was and how big the dressing was. Even though it was on his back I pulled up his gown and showed him about where it was on his stomach. I made sure to brush his cock which looked very plump. He started talking about manscaping and how he shaved his stomach and his balls—which I had already noticed as I watched him squeeze his cock. He started talking about would he be able to walk, would he be able to do this and that and then he got quiet and tearful. I asked what was wrong and he said he was worried that his dick wouldn’t work anymore because he couldn’t get hard and that he loved sex and that he was 44 but he has to have a lot of sex and with all the pain and now the surgery he was worried. I rubbed his stomach and talked with him until he calmed down then I slid my hand lower and rubbed his cock. He moaned and seemed to relax so I continued. And said we should put his worries to rest and get him hard. I asked what usually gets him hard and he told me he loved to get head. I had one hand on his balls rolling them around while I stroked his cock which was getting thicker and longer. I asked if I should suck him some to see if it would get him the rest of the way hard and before he answered I leaned over and sucked him all the way in. I pulled up and worked my tongue around the head and felt him get thicker. I sucked for a few minutes and when I had him full hard I stopped and stroked him and told him he had no need to worry anymore about getting a hard on. He reached down and jacked himself off while I watched and encouraged him. I asked what turned him on and he told me of some of the things he had done. That he had been with guys and they gave better head and he loved head. Giving and getting. I took his hand and placed it on my cock and as I stroked him he stroked me as we talked about what turned us on. I would occasionally lean over and suck him. He reached around and felt my ass and said he wished he could fuck me. I had been thinking the same thing. Since it was late and he was stuck in the recovery room until they found a room for him I knew no one would come by and check on us so I gave him some more pain meds and lubed up his cock with some surgical jelly and climbed on the bed. I straddled his hips and lowered my ass to the head of his cock and I told him to not move and let me take him. I squatted down and felt the head of that thick, fat cock push into me. I took a second to get used to it then slowly sank down on him taking everything he had. He was moaning and had his hands on my hips guiding me up and down his length. He told me he cums quick sometimes but with the meds he was lasting longer than he thought. I rode that cock until he told me he was going to cum talking the whole time about how much he needed this. I milked his cock until I felt him blast his load in my ass and then I slow fucked myself on him until I felt him start to get soft. He fell asleep soon after. He was not kidding when he said he was a sex fiend I sat there with his load in my ass and watched him play with himself all night. I sucked him off in the morning before I was able to take him up to a room. He is a patient I will never forget.

Total dream of mine to be at Steamworks...watching guys getting fucked BB. Then have a hot guy come-up behind me, finger my hole and talk me into bending over a rail and taking his hard, bare cock up my pussy. He'd be fucking my tight hole and saying (out load), how good his cock felt, and how he was going to seed my hot hole. By then there would be several guys watching me take this stranger's bare cock...and all too soon, his hot, thick load of sperm. Then, while some guys hold me down by my sholders, this hot Top would walk around and shove his cum covered cock in my mouth. I'd be sucking his tasty cock when I'd feel another raw cock slid into my wet ass. Finally my fantsay cum true. Getting spit fucked. A cum covered cock in my mouth and another hot dick up my cum lubed ass. HEAVEN!

20 mins of getting fucked for the first time... and then holding him down for a second load? Fuck your cubs getting in deep quick! One word to get him with a black cock: BLINDFOLD! Get your cub blindfolded and tell him you've got the last tops brother in to fuck him easy- But really it's a big well hung black guy. Work him up enough to make him want it raw. By the end of the fuck session have your cub on his back with his legs up over the black guys shoulders so he's fucking him deep and leaning forward so he's face to face. Pull the blindfold off just as the black dudes cumming so he can be shocked when he looks straight up into the rough top's scrunched up pleasured face as he squirt's his jizz deep. And he just absorbs the whole load under the heavy weight of the guy. He'll fucking love it!

WOW! That was a NICE cum load. Should've remained IN THE HOLE though.