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One afternoon I was finishing up at the gym and heading into the locker room when I felt someone watching me. I looked up and smiled to see Rick walking towards me. Rick is the cousin of my ex Scott and he lived with us on and off after he graduated high school when he was trying to get on his feet. I had not see Rick in years and pulled him in for a hug. After a few minutes of catching up we headed to the locker room and stripped down, showered, and headed into the steam room. Bit of a back story---living with us gave Rick the opportunity to have boyfriends over and many times I would stumble on him and some guy going at it all over the house. I would stroke as I watched him sucking and fucking trying to be as quiet as I could be. I know he also liked spying on Scott and me because I caught him peeking out of our closet one time as we fucked. It was hotter knowing he was watching as his cousin fucked me. That was also the night he found out Scott was poz since Scott liked to get poppered up and tell me how he was going to give me his poz cock and load. When we were finished Scott went to clean up and soak in the tub and I rushed Rick out of the closet and back to his room. Rick asked if his cousin was really poz and I told him yes. He asked if I let him cum in me and again I said yes, always. Rick stuck his hand in his basketball shorts and rubbed his cock before pulling it out and saying "my cock is bigger than his you know". We both leaned in and kissed quickly as my hand circled his cock and gave him a few strokes. He spun me around to face the door and lined his cock up and sank into my hole which had just been bred by his cousins poz load. He fucked like only the younger guys can…quick, hard, rough and absolutely perfect. His cock was definitely bigger and had an upwards curve that hit my prostate just right and had me leaking pre-cum right away. Scott was in the tub and we both knew it had to be quick and soon Rick was flooding my hole with another load of cum. That was the first of many times Rick and I fooled around. I also caught Scott fucking him one day when I got off work early. I heard the sounds of fucking and rounded the corner to see Scott pumping into his cousin. I could tell he was getting close by the way his body was tensing up and moving and then Rick said “give it to me, give me another poz load, I want you to poz me up again”. Scott rammed his cousins’ hole hard and fast and then slammed into him all the way as he shot his poz load into him. A few weeks after that the power was out during a winter storm and we all bundled up and climbed into bed together to keep warm, Scott on one side Rick on the other with me in the middle. Scott fell asleep pretty quick and I felt Rick’s hard on rubbing me—he was 20 something and always hard---we did some groping and soft kissing and then he rolled me on my side facing Scott and he slid his cock into me and slow fucked me for the longest time. It was soft and slow and his cock was driving me crazy. I wanted him to pound me but we had to be quiet with Scott sleeping right there. When he finally shot his load in me he wrapped his arm around me and kept his cock buried in my ass and we drifted off to sleep. Several times that night I woke up to Rick fucking me again. Each time was so hot. Scott was right there snoring as his cousin loaded my ass over and over. For whatever the reason the three of us never fooled around together and Rick moved out and then Scott and I separated. Seeing Rick in the gym that day brought back quite a few memories and it was nice to see the more grown up version he had become. We were the only ones in the steam room and he told me he and his current boyfriend had just moved back to town and had started back to college. He also told me he was poz and he had gotten it from Scott and I told him how I had seen them fucking that time. He reached over and grabbed my cock then dropped to his knees in front of me. I leaned back spreading my legs as I watched him lick my cock and then suck it deep into his mouth. He looked so hot with his lips working my cock as he looked up at me. He knew all the things I liked and soon had me shooting a load into his mouth. Then he climbed up and kissed me swapping part of my load back and forth with me. I stroked his cock and soon he stood over me and pumped his cock into my mouth and shot his poz load all over my face. As we cleaned up and headed outside we made plans for dinner with his boyfriend the next night. I asked how much he knew about us and what he would think about what we just did and he said that he knew Scott had been the one to give him HIV and that we had fooled around too. Rick said his boyfriend was negative but loved to take poz loads and they enjoyed fooling around with other guys. Dinner the next night was fun in many different ways—another story for another time as this one is long already.

It was all falling into place. I had just discovered my boyfriend of ten years was cheating on me. How did I discover it? Today, Saturday, I was sleeping in late as I recovered from a godawful, unseasonable flu. My guy had left me to work overtime, yet again, and in his hurry he had accidentally picked-up my phone, leaving his plugged into the charger. As the text message pinged, I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and groggily picked up the phone and opened what I thought was a message for me Pitor: Ive not cum since we last fucked got a huge Poz load 4 u my filthy POZ cum slut? I had to re-read it as those two words jumped up off the screen at me: Poz and Fucked. The bastard was getting barebacked, then turning around and fucking ME and didn’t have the decency to say and I didn't even know the fucker bottomed as he certainly didn't for me! I was stunned. My boyfriend Grahame is cheating on me AND was fucking with a guy with HIV. I couldn't believe it and felt sick as I scrolled through a series of text and picture messages. With my heart sunk with each conversation as I realized they had been chatting and fucking for the past nine months. My stomach churned as I think back on the deceit and web of lies doing extra hours at work or dashing off to see family but as mad and pissed as I was my cock was rock hard as I read the multiple messages. Grahame: I would LOVE to get fucked by your big PA’d dick! Pitor: U know i'm POZ? Grahame: I don't care. J I want to feel ur big dick in me raw!!! As I read on it was obvious this just was not just dirty talk. Pitor Good I wanna mark ur your ass as mine! i've had to come off meds now but still have a low viral count but u can still get pozzed. ru cool with that? Grahame: ive thought about it but I cant give up on the best fucks of my life. i dont want to stop taking your cock!!! Pitor: good, i can't get enough of your ass. Grahame: Jeez my ass is still ripped, sore & bruised from yesterday. I can barely walk! You fucked me so hard. I can't get enough. I WANT MORE!!!! Pitor J yeah, followed by a picture insert I saw a little blood flecks mixed in with some cum that was dribbling from your hole. I know it was Grahame because of the series of moles on his right ass cheek. I knew you'd like my 10 inches. I love pumping my DIRTY cum deep up ur ass. Ur NEG ass is soooo fucking hot. Grahame: Yeah knock me up with ur + babies Pitor: Good coz Ive got a bonus 4 u this afternoon ;-) Grahame: That was awesome! I cant remember the last time I did ass to mouth I love it when you drill both holes! I can’t believe I’m reading this behavior coming from a guy who didn’t like to rim me because he thought doing that was too dirty-- the fucker! Pitor: yeah that was hot! glad I got to cum in each hole. U got to deep throat well even tho I choked u a few times. Grahame: No worries i fucking loved that! Having sooo much cock in my mouth was intense I almost blacked out. i can't decide if i like ur dick in my mouth or ass the most. Pitor: well i'll just have 2 keep fucking both ends like today then. Grahame: Oh yes please!!!! I’ve never felt so dumb, stupid and humiliated. Yet my cock had never been harder as their fucking tales unfolded and I realized I wasn't just upset, I was jealous. I had been missing out of being rammed by the apparently humongous cock which Grahame had been enjoying. 'Ummmm, I wish I knew what it felt like', I murmured to myself as I found myself jacking my dick. Pitor: It’s all set for this afternoon. Don’t forget to bring your leather blindfold he he I had no idea he owned a leather blindfold-- or where he kept it. The things you learn! Pitor continues: You really love POZ cock n cum up ur ass don't you and say u cant get enough so I have a plan 2 make sure u do get MORE than enough Grahame : I want it and am willing to do anything thing for your cock and cum Pitor: Anything eh? Grahame: Yes, yes, YES! In a trance reading all these reckless indiscretions I realized I was furiously wacking myself, and a huge amount of my pre-cum had pooled on my abs. Pitor: so what did you think of my Polish friends Pawel & Kris? Grahame: bloody fantastic m8 great big cocks rammed in both ends switching back and forth whats not to like? Glad they came first b4 you used that jagged PA on me. Pitor: yeah cum as lube is best, especially when its freshly diagnosed as POZ cum Grahame : Hell yes! Pitor: They’re in town a few more days. u wanna play some more with them? Grahame: YES!!! as much as we can!!!! But without the blindfold this time as I want to watch their faces and look into their eyes as they shoot their payload into me. Really want 2 make this happen…Harry and me have played around with guys in the past but always safe and I hate condoms so now I’m probably Poz from all the fucking WE have done Harry and me can bareback all the time and not worry. As u wont let me cum when we fuck I’m sooooo horny by the time I get home I’ve been fucking Harry almost every time I get to bed he must be POZ by now too! Pitor: Sweet my strain lives on Grahame: I’ve called in sick i wanna get fucked by them all RIGHT NOW. I notice there is a couple of weeks’ gap now between their conversations Pitor: when ru gonna get tested? Grahame: NO point, I’ve felt like crap for the past 2 weeks with what must be fuck flu but all good now can’t wait to ride your death stick again. Pitor: Great! i've got another friend u’ll like. Hes looking to become poz too. CUM over Tears ran down my face as I read about Grahame’s conversion party and confirmation of his seroconversion and realised from his symptoms that I was almost certainly also seroconverting. When I came to this realization, my cock exploded, shooting the biggest load of my life as my poz cum flew everywhere, giving me a real sense of perverse accomplishment, knowing that I could see this as an all around positive outcome as I could now share my seed and TOP for the first time. Without hesitation I scooted over to my laptop, open the web browser and post a BBRTS advertisement which read “Hung Poz Cock Seeking a Neg chaser".

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

6. Cal "Oh, he is," Jon said. "Don't you agree, JP?" "For sure. I don't want to pull out." "Stop hogging his hole," I said. "It's my turn." "Quit treating Seth like a play thing," Jon said. "And just fuck him like the hole he is." "It's ok," JP said. "You're going to love it." He pushed himself back up, and started to slowly pull out of Seth’s hole. Although he pulled out as quickly as he could, it still like forever as his shaft pulled out, inch by inch. I watched Seth's face, seeing if there was any discomfort. Not that it mattered. Jon had already made the goal of the weekend clear. We were here to infect the young man, and clearly, Seth's opinion on the subject hardly mattered. It was a dark game we were playing with Seth, but a surprisingly easy one. He was hardly the first boy we had infected, nor even the first boy we had stealthed. Normally, it was just a matter of telling an unsuspecting young man that of course we were healthy. All I had to do was to tell them to look at me. I was strong and young. No one wanted to believe that I was positive. Besides, for Seth, there was a special treat. I had stopped taking meds several weeks ago, and my last blood test revealed that my viral load had sky-rocketed. My cum was poisonous. It even looked deadly; no longer the pure white, it was now a sickly yellow color. Of course, Seth wouldn't be able to see it. I would shoot it deep inside of him where it could do the most damage to the young man. Finally, Jean-Paul pulled out of Seth. It took a second for Seth's hole to close up and I could see all the semen already in him. It was going to be hard to last long. Seth had already gotten me right to the edge with his mouth, and feeling my lovers' cum already in the boy would be a turn-on in itself. "Your turn," Jean-Paul said. "Make him happy." I took up the position behind Seth, as Jean-Paul and Jon re-arranged themselves around Seth. Jon took up the position in front of the boy, while JP stayed next to me. "You ready?" Jon asked Seth. "Ready for another load of potent cum?" If Seth noticed Jon's phrasing, he made no indication that he did. "Hell yeah," he said. "Can't get enough." "That's my boy," Jon said. I was momentarily jealous of Seth; I was Jon's boy. He was the one who had taken me in, shown me the pleasures of bareback sex, and given me his precious gift. I knew Jon's types, and Seth was definitely the kind of boy he liked. It was irrational, but I was afraid that Seth would replace me. But, after so many years, I knew Jon's quirks. He would want to be the one who did the black deed. He would want to know that he was Seth's poz daddy. All I had to do was to sow the seeds of doubt in Jon's mind, and the best way to do that was to sow my seed in Seth's ass. "Your turn," Jon continued. "Give him what he needs." "Please?" Seth muttered. "Give it to me?" I knew he meant my dick, but it was so much better that he was getting far more than he had bargained for. Jon was still on meds, but both Jean-Paul and I had stopped taking them for an earlier project. That project had sero-converted several weeks ago, but neither of us had re-started our medications. There was an evil, dark power in knowing that my dick was a loaded weapon. When my shaft was deep inside an innocent, unsuspecting man, I felt that I was the epitome of masculine domination. There was little the bottom could do to protect himself against my semen and the toxic mix of jizz, virus, and sperm. "Oh hell yeah," I muttered. My dickhead was pressed up against Seth's hole, looking for the slightest excuse to plunge into his well-used hole. By now, there was no need for lube. Jon and JP had filled him up with their semen, and my lovers' infected cum made the best lubrication possible. It was the perfect fluid to grease my own deadly dick's journey into Seth's hole. "Oh fuck yes," I repeated. I pressed my hips gently forward, and my cockhead disappeared into the warm depths of Seth's body. "Oh yeah," Seth moaned. I wondered if he had any idea how dangerous the game he was playing tonight truly was. Yes, it was fun. Fucking was always fun, even more so when it was raw, drug-fueled rough fucking. But the virus, my virus, could not be denied. It wanted to live. It wanted to spread. I pushed the rest of the way in, feeling Seth's hot, wet hole engulf my manhood, welcoming it into his body. "Ohhh," Seth moaned. "Take his cock," Jon said. One arm was wrapped around Seth's torso; the contrast between Jon's hairy body and Seth's smooth was striking and beautiful. It reminded me of the way I fit in between Jon and JP, the smooth young boy for the two daddies. "Take my boy's beautiful, potent cock." "Feels so fucking good," Seth said. "Deep inside me." "You want him to cum in you? Give you a third load of cum this evening?" "Yeah," Seth said. "I want him to fuck me. Fuck me hard." "You heard him," Jon said, and smiled at me. "Give the boy what he wants. Give him what he needs." He started to kiss Jon as I stopped trying to hold back and thrust my cock in and out of Seth. The young man's body shook with each stroke, but it was a shiver of pleasure. I knew just how good it felt to get fucked raw, and was glad that Seth was able to share in this most intimate of all activities. "My hot boy," JP whispered in my ear. "Fucking the innocent." He reached down and ran his finger over the small bit of my cock that wasn't buried deep in Seth's ass. It was slick with the two older men's poz cum. "Making the boy complete with your toxic load." He was talking softly enough that Seth wouldn't be able to hear it. But I heard it, and it made my dick dribble. "How big of a load did you guys shoot up there?" I said. My cock was swimming in poz cum. "Enough for you to fuck me with," Seth said. He pushed his body back against me, pushing me deeper into his body. I wasn't as big as either Jon or JP, but I was still plenty big enough. No doubt Seth had reached that point where all he wanted was dick inside of him. Even me pulling out enough to slam back into him was enough to make him panic that I was pulling all the way out. "Enough for you to fuck me hard with." "Careful what you ask for, Seth," Jon said. "We've been gentle until now." He kissed Seth again. "Let's wait until tomorrow to really push your limits." I slammed my dick back into Seth. Tomorrow was going to be an all-day bareback orgy. It would be the three of us, some carefully hand-picked men, and plenty of drugs to keep us going until late in the night. There was a good chance we would still be fucking with wild abandon when the sun came up Sunday morning. Most importantly, Seth would be the only man not infected with HIV. It would be an assault that would be hard for him to defend against, if he even knew what he had to do. It had been nearly two months since our last project, and I had forgotten how hard I got when fucking a neg hole. Besides his clean, healthy status, Seth was a very hot man. His muscular, almost gymnast build spoke of an endurance that Jon, JP and I had just begun to explore, and his thick, hard cock would be many a college boy's downfall over the next few years. My dick was dripping now, adding my deadly pre-cum to the mix already being churned up in his hole. "Give it to him," Jean-Paul whispered in my ear. "Make him your poz bro." My hips bucked, pushing my shaft back into his warm, accepting hole. It was both comforting and familiar, as well as exotic and new. It felt like there were years of exploration ahead of me, to fully understand this boy's hole. But the first step was to mark the territory. "Fuck him hard, breed him raw, and give him your gift." The last part was a lot softer than the first two. "Fuck," I said. "Hard to keep from cumming." I had slept in late this morning, and hadn't jerked off before leaving the hotel. Nor had I gotten off the night before, despite the bit of fun I had found at the hotel. My balls were churning with cum, and Seth's hole was carefully milking it out of me. But, I wanted to tease myself and start to work in my lovers' jizz. Their cum was potent, but it would only work its magic in Seth's bloodstream. "Don't hold back," Seth said. "I want your cum. I want as much cum as I can get." Jon laughed. "Don't worry about that boy. You're going to get more dick than you can handle." Seth's hole tightened around my cock, and a bit more pre-cum dribbled into him. Jon began to kiss Seth again, and at the same time, Jean-Paul let a hand drift down to my ass. "Need a cock up there too, boy?" he whispered in my ear. The warmth of his breath sent chills down my body, crashing into my dick. I slammed my cock back into Seth. "Yeah," I mumbled. JP's other hand brushed against my nipples, and it was hard to think about anything other than the sheer sexual pleasure washing over me. Seth needed to be able to enjoy this kind of guiltless, fearless pleasure, and the only way he could get there was by having men like me fuck him. "Need a re-charge?" JP asked me. "Another load of infected jizz up that sweet hole of yours?" His whisper was so silent, I barely heard what he said over the grunts, moans, and roars coming from Seth and myself. The choice of words and Jean-Paul's volume were unfortunately dictated by Seth's presence. It would be a few more weeks before the boy was completely indoctrinated into our cabal of death. "Please," I said. "More strains to share with our closest friends." "Of course, boy," JP said. His finger was still nestled in my crack, pushing in just enough to tease me. Despite being balls deep inside Seth, JP's stimulation was just enough to get my dick dripping again. I wanted to be the one in Seth's place, eagerly awaiting my next dick and the thick poz load it would shoot into me. "Let's see what you can get up to tomorrow," JP said. "But, in the mean time, you need to give Seth what he needs." "Yes, Sir," I said. JP knew my weakness around him, and would exploit it on a regular basis. Nine times out of ten, it would be a traditional bareback fucking, ended with my hole wrecked, raw, and sweaty. But the last time, the tenth time, was when JP stopped thinking about inhibitions, and started to think only about the darkness that lived inside all of us. I doubted that Jon could hear us. But, I also knew that Jon understood exactly what we had been discussing. In the few years I had been living with Jon and Jean-Paul, I had learned their silent language. It was the language they used to express care and love for each other, and now, for me. But it was also the same language they used to communicate the destructive forces that they were powerless to control. Jon looked at me. "Give him what he needs," he said. There was much that was unspoken, but little that had to be said. "Oh fuck," I grunted. My cock was throbbing, dripping, and thrusting. "I'm getting close." I pulled and pushed back in. JP's finger pressed deeper into me, finding my prostate and pressing against it. "Fuck," I said again, as Seth clenched his ass around my shaft and milked more of my pre-cum out. "Come on, boy," JP said. "Give him your load. Fill him up." "You want it?" Jon asked Seth. "Fuck yes," the boy replied. "I want every load." "That's the attitude," Jon said. He turned his attention to me. "Give it to him. Breed his hole and mark out our territory." "Oh fuck," I moaned. I was well past coherent thought. All that mattered was my cock sliding in and out of Seth's hole, JP's finger pressing against my prostate, and the cum churning in my balls. "Oh fuck," I moaned again, and slammed my cock as deep as I could. This time, I didn't pull back out. My balls clenched, my shaft stiffened, and a thick load of cum erupted from my dickhead into Seth's hole. It was finally my turn to cum in the boy, after Jon and JP had taken their turn. Even if I wasn't the first, I was still in the top three, and it was unlikely that Seth would ever forget this night. Just the thought of adding my load to Seth's collection got me even more aroused, and within seconds, another volley of sperm shot down the length of my cock and landed in his receptive hole. "OH FUCK," I moaned. The spurts started to run together into a continuous orgasm, pumping a steady stream of cum into Seth. It felt right to be draining my balls into Seth. He didn't know the details of what he had been planning for him, but it didn't matter. He had long ago made the decision, even if he didn't realize it. The men that would be fucking him over the next few days were just affirming his choices. "Give it to me. Give me your cum," Seth said. He was young, innocent and oblivious to what he was signing up for. All he knew was how good it felt. How close he felt to the three of us, and the intimate bond that sharing our fluids created. "Fill me full." "Don't have to worry about that," Jon said. "Your hole is dripping cum now. Three men have cum in you. How do you feel?" "Happy," Seth said. "Satisfied." "And that's only the start," Jean-Paul added. My orgasm was waning, the spurts and thrusts now settling down into something slower and deeper. It was important to push my seed as deep as possible. I needed it to take root and grow in Seth, to turn him into a diseased man, just like the three of us. "You give him what he needs?" JP asked me. "Of course I did," I said. I released my grip from Seth's waist, and ran my fingers over JP's thigh. He had a tattoo there, one that grew with each new man JP had helped infect. Jon's name was on there. My name was on there. Soon enough, Seth's name would be on there as well. "Doing what you taught me to do." "Good boy," JP replied, and gave me a kiss. I was spent, and it was getting harder to keep my dick inside Seth. Finally, I gave up, and let my cock fall out. "Cum filled hole," JP whispered. I looked down and a few drops of sperm leaked out of Seth. Some of that was my cum, some was from Jon and JP. Seth was turning into a proper cum slut, even on his first night of barebacking. I grabbed Seth and wrestled him onto the bed, facing me. We started to make out. "You came in me," he said, between quick kisses. "You came in me," he repeated. The full importance of what had happened was slowly sinking into his weed-fogged mind. "You came in me," he said again. I kissed him again, and felt him press his warm body up against mine. "Fucking amazing," he finally managed to say. "I did. So did Jon. And so did JP," I said. "How does it feel?" "Amazing. I should have done much earlier." "Even though..." Jon started. He didn't need to finish. We all knew what he was asking. "Not sure," Seth said. "But it doesn't matter now. It's ok." "Yeah," Jon said. He leaned over Seth and gave me a kiss. Then Seth kissed me, and then JP repeated what Jon had done, kissing Seth. Nestled between these men, young and old, I felt warm, cared for, and loved. It was clear that Seth felt the same way, even if he had no inkling of the danger he was in. "It's ok." I pulled seth close to me and his lips met mine. We kissed, as JP pressed his body against me. "You boys want some dinner?" JP asked, nuzzling my neck. "Yeah," I said. "I could use a break. Before I tackle that hole again." Seth's cock was still hard, and pressed against my thigh. We had him exactly where we wanted; he was boned up enough that he would do anything that we asked. He had already begged us for our loads; he knew we were poz. "I want it," Seth said. I wasn't sure if he was talking about my cock or dinner. It didn't matter. He'd get both, and he'd enjoy it. "I want your dick back in me," he continued. My uncertainty disappeared, and my cock began to stir again. "You want to start dinner?" Jon asked. He got up, his hairy chest still a bit sweaty from his fucking. "I'm sure we can find something to do to stay out of your hair." "Sounds good," JP said. The two older men got out of bed, leaving Seth and I alone. They kissed, before JP pulled on a pair of sweatpants and headed to the kitchen. Jon returned to the side of the bed. "You boys want a drink before dinner?" I was about to protest, but Jon stopped me. "Night is young. Plenty of time play with Seth." Reluctantly, I got up from the bed. Seth was the last one in bed, now on his back, and his dick sticking straight up. He reached down and started to stroke it. "Come on. Plenty of time for that later." I smiled. Jon was keeping Seth on edge, still keeping him from getting any pleasure other than what we provided. Seth got up. "What's to drink?" he asked. "I'm sure Jon can make you something good," I said. Jon found a pair of sweats for himself, then grabbed two of mine. He handed one to Seth, and then to me. "Let's go," I said, as Seth reluctantly put on the sweatpants. His cock was straining against the fabric; the outline of his cockhead was clearly visible. We passed the kitchen; JP was already in the middle of prep work. I knew if I distracted him, dinner would never happen. "What do you want, boy?" Jon asked, as we walked into the living room. The sun was just beginning to set, and the room was filled with golden light. It highlighted Seth's light brown hair, and made his blue eyes almost hazel. "Uh," Seth stammered. It was clear his experience in drinking hadn't gone farther than beer and some badly mixed drinks at private parties. "What are you having?" he asked. "Not much of a drinker yet, are you?" Jon asked. He wasn't accusing. It was just the fact. "I'll make you something," Jon continued. I could see the relief in Seth's face. He wanted to impress us, and not having a drink request had reminded him just how young he was. "Thanks," Seth said. "This is a really nice place." "Yeah," I said. "Isn't it. Here. Come and look out the window." I grabbed his and pulled him over to the window. The lights of LA were just coming on; the view was like a gold-covered dream city. "You like it?" Seth turned to me, smiling, still lost in the pleasures of the flesh. "Yeah," he said. "I do." I stepped closer to him, and wrapped my arm around his waist. He shifted his position, and rested his weight against me. He was built, and the muscle added pounds to his frame; I nearly fell over before I found my balance again. Behind us, there was the familiar clink of ice cubes as Jon made us something to drink. "It is nice," I said. I turned my head and nuzzled his hair. "It's good to share it with you." We stood there, feeling the warmth of our bodies in the sun. It was a good feeling, a calm feeling. "Here boys," Jon said, interrupting our quiet moment. He held two martini glasses, filled with a crisp Manhattan. We each took one, and took a sip. "Good?" he asked me. "Yeah. Very good." I noticed he didn't have a drink. "But what about you?" "I've got better things for the moment." When I noticed how Jon was focused on Seth's ass, I knew exactly what he had in mind. "Seth," he said, quickly getting the boy's attention. "Turn around. Hands on the glass, feet spread, and your ass up." I had heard that tone of voice many times before. It wasn't loud, but it was delivered with the perfect note of confidence. I found myself momentarily jealous of Seth again. I wanted to feel Jon's tongue against my hole. Seth took a big gulp of his cocktail, then handed it to me. He shuffled into position, tilted his ass up, and took a quick, nervous look back. I realized that he didn't know what to expect. Jon got down on his knees, kneeling right in front of Seth's ass, making it very clear what he wanted. Seth's body tightened; it was hard to tell if in pleasure or fear. Jon paused for a moment, then moved in for the kill. I watched Jon's tongue home in on Seth's abused hole, flick around the rim, before pressing into the boy. For a second, there was nothing. Nothing but silence. And then, the moan began. It was deep, gutteral, animal. It was the cry of a boy just realizing how much he had given up by not barebacking earlier. It was the grunt of a man who had just found out how pleasure his hole could bring. It was the scream of freedom from the slut who has realized what he can do. "Please," the young man finally managed to articulate. "The cum. Let me keep it." "Don't worry," I said. I held the cocktail in front of Seth. He took another big swig from the glass. "There's plenty more where it came from." My cock was already hard again and eager for a chance to get back in. "You'll get every drop coming to you," Jon said, interrupting the ass licking just long enough to speak. It gave Seth a chance to breathe, before Jon went back to his hole. The boy moaned in pleasure, squirming, trying to push himself back on Jon's relentless tongue. "Please," Seth moaned. It wasn't clear what he was begging for, nor did it matter. I was having too much fun watching Jon play with his quarry. Like a cat with a mouse, he was teasing Seth. Seth thought it was just some mature, adult fun. But there was a darker purpose, and Jon's rimming kept Seth on edge and ready to accept just about anything. "Of course boy," Jon said. He was rubbing his beard against Seth's hole, eliciting more squirms and moans. Seth reached down and grabbed his cock; the thick shaft was once more hard, and there was a bead of precum at the tip. Jon let Seth stroke his shaft a few times, before he reached out and grabbed his hand. "Not yet," Jon said. "Time for you to cum is later." "Fuck. You're evil," Seth said. He struggled for a moment against Jon's relentless grip, before giving up. "Fucking evil." "I know," Jon said. "Give him a bit more of the drink," he continued. I held the drink out under Seth's mouth again, and he took a big sip. "That's Jon for you. He looks quiet and innocent," I said. "But he's evil. Darker than you'd expect." My own dick throbbed when I thought about our plans for Seth. Even though I had already shot my load in him, that one load was barely enough to do the deed. Seth needed more poz cum. More infected cum from me, more toxic seed from Jon, more dirty semen from Jean-Paul, and most of all, more deadly jizz from men he barely knew. "I'm learning about him," Seth said. I laughed. "If you only knew," I said quietly, barely loud enough for me to hear, much less Seth. "You want a taste?" Jon asked. "Damn fine hole here." Jon was not just a talented rimmer. He was also a connoisseur of hole. If he said it was good, it was superb. I wasn't going to pass up a chance like this. "Hell yeah," I said. I put the glasses on a nearby table, and knelt down behind Seth, next to Jon. "My turn," I said, gently pushing Jon away and exposing Seth's wet hole to the air. "All yours, boy," Jon said. He placed his hand on the back of my head, and gently pressed me into Seth's cheeks. I didn't bother with any foreplay, and went in for the kill. His hole just barely resisted, then gave up some of the precious semen that it had collected. I could taste the familiar taste of Jon's cum and JP's seed, plus my own. Even just a few hours into Seth's bareback explorations, he had a fine collection of seed. "See what I mean," Jon asked as I pressed my tongue into the boy's hole. "Hell yeah," I said. "I could be here for hours." My tongue found another pocket of semen in Seth's hole. The combination of flavors was an intoxicating mixture of salt and illness, sugar and death. I wanted to lick it all up, but had to resist. The most important flavors, the taste of illness and death, had to remain inside Jon in order for them to do their dark deeds. "I know," Jon said. "But I think there are other things that Seth wants more." "Cock," Seth moaned. "More dick. More cum." "You heard the boy," Jon said. "Gotta give him what he needs."

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

After that first time with Danny and Mark we talked, mostly thru texts, over the next few days saying how much we liked it and wanted a repeat. It was a week or so later when Danny and I were assigned the same area at work that we got to talk face to face about it. He told me how much he had wanted a three-way, but when several of the guys had been quite rude, particularly when they found out Mark was poz. "I have absolutely no problem with his being poz," I replied. "Yeah, I figured as much when you started rubbing Mark’s biohazard tattoo," Danny noted, adding "I figured we would have some real fun." Later in the shift he went to an empty room to call Mark and as I walked by he waved at me to come in the room. As soon as I was in the door he closed it and handed me the phone and said talk to Mark for a minute and then he slid to his knees and untied my scrub pants and freed my cock which he promptly started sucking. I moaned and Mark asked me how it felt and said he had told his boyfriend he wanted to hear him sucking me off. As Mark was talking dirty in my ear Danny was alternately licking my balls and sucking my cock with fast, deep strokes. His attentions felt amazing: one minute I had been walking down the hallway, and the next my cock was buried in my coworker's throat as I spoke on the telephone with his boyfriend. Talk about perverse. As Danny kept sucking me Mark told me how much he enjoyed fucking me and that I was the first guy in several years he had fucked other than his boyfriend and that he wanted to do it again. I moaned softly as he told me how turned on it got him that I wanted his poz cock and load. He asked if I wanted him to infect me, to breed my neg hole with his poz load until he made me poz too and I just moaned as Danny really started sucking like he was on a mission. Soon I was forcing Danny all the way down on my cock and shooting my load down his throat as Mark continued to dirty poz talk with me. My whole body was tingling as Danny stood up and kissed me swapping part of my load back and forth between us. Mark told me to give the phone back to Danny and return the favor. I gave him the phone and pulled out his cock and wasted no time sucking his long cock into my mouth. I grabbed his balls and pulled down just a bit as I took him in my mouth quickly. In no time he was shooting his load into me and we both were out of breath. I stood up and Danny angled the phone so we could both hear Mark who said next time it would be his turn and how he was going to load my neg ass and mouth up with as many poz loads as he could. I was already looking forward to it.

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

Back in college I was 18 and walking around downtown one evening when I noticed two guys in a Jeep driving around. One was student aged, around 20, and the other a bit older, maybe 30s. They circled the block a few times and eventually stopped and, as I passed their jeep, we struck up a conversation. I jumped at the chance when they asked me back to their place. Arriving there, we immediately headed to their bedroom which was completely filled with a huge waterbed. The older guy, Jim, leaned in and kissed me while the younger guy, Rick, started undressing me. Soon all three of us were naked and sprawled on the bed. Now, until this occasion I had never before been on a waterbed, and it took some getting used to, but each of us soon was sucking on a cock. Jim was hung with a nice long and thick cock and I couldn’t get enough of it. Both of the guys turn sucking my rock hard cock. Both guys were great cock suckers, so the sensation was amazing and I became increasingly vocal, letting them know how much I was enjoying the treatment. As he moved-up, intent on kissing me, Jim commented "The shy guy we picked up was gone and I like this new confident guy." And kiss and kiss we did indeed, all the while Rick sucked away, alternating between the two of us. Of course Rick had had ample practicing on Jim’s huge cock, so he could swallow me balls deep, which I absolutely loved. At some point Jim paused in kissing me to instruct Rick to lick his hole so I could fuck him. Rick complied, and when Jim’s hole was ready, Jim lay on his back, placing his legs on my shoulders. Rick lubed cock and guided it into his boyfriend. I was young and so horned up there was no real finesse, I just went straight to fucking with deep long strokes, my hips slamming his ass on each down stroke. I remember finding the sight of my cock sliding into Jim to be fucking hot, and when Rick leaned in and kissed me, urging me to fuck his boyfriend harder and harder, soon my eyes were rolling back in my head as I shot my load into Jim as, over and over he grunted "Fuckin' breed my hole." I pulled out and Rick flipped me on my stomach and spit on my hole and then rammed his cock into me. Fuck, it hurt but quickly started to feel good as in the background I heard Jim telling Rick to fuck me hard, to use my hole and stretch it open so he could fuck me next. Rick strokes alternated between rough and hard, and softer and more shallow. My hole was gripped his cock in a vice as Jim fed me his cock. I was particularly excited by the amount of pre-cum that was flowing out of his slit. After Rick had been fucking me for several minutes, Jim announced he wanted my hole, so he and Rick switched places. Rick grabbed my face and grunted "Look at me," as simultaneously I felt Jim’s huge cock head at my hole, only to find he rammed himself into me. Although Rick had opened me up, Jim’s cock stretched my hole ever further. And, as Jim kept pushing and forcing his cock into me, eventually his balls where flat against my ass. Then he paused for a few minutes while Rick kissed me, which afforded me the chance to acclimate myself to the girth of Jim's cock. When Jim sensed I was ready he started a slow slide in and out of me and Rick continued to kiss me. With each down stroke Jim would all but completely withdraw, only to slide all the way back in, balls deep, again and again. I was on a sex high like no other, kissing Rick as his big-dicked boyfriend used my ass. They took turns fucking me until each shot a load inside me. This was the mid 80’s and I knew about safe sex but no one mentioned condoms and it felt to good bareback. It seemed as if I was doing something bad but it felt so good I didn’t care. Jim and I took turns fucking Rick after that and I ended up shooting my second load of the day into him while Jim was behind me teasing my hole with the head of his big cock. As soon as I shot into Rick, Jim slid back into me and fucked me again pushing my still hard cock into his boyfriend on each stroke. Rick wrapped his arms and legs around me and held me tight while his boyfriend deposited another load into me. My hole was sloppy and full of cum and I was in that moment completely happy. We fell asleep and woke up to the sound of the alarm clock. Rick, realizing he was going to be late for work, jumped in the shower as Jim slid his cock back into my ass which was, of course, still full of their loads. He kissed and fucked me, building up to blowing yet another load into my ass, just as Rick stepped back into the bedroom from the shower. We fucked several more times over the next couple of years and I always felt a connection to both of them. Each time we fooled around I went back home utterly exhausted, my ass loaded with cum.

A few years ago I got a message from a guy staying at a local hotel who said he needed to get fucked. Less than an hour later I pushed open the door he had left propped open, and stepped into the darkened room. The light from the hall showed me the guy naked on his hands and knees waiting for me. As the door swung shut I started undressing and made my way over to him. I got on my knees, spread his cheeks and buried my face in his ass. One hand went down to his cock which was nice and hard. I pulled it back between his legs and licked it from base to tip and back again. I pulled on his balls and sucked the head of his cock in my mouth and his moans let me know he was enjoying it. I alternated sucking his cock and eating his ass his moan letting me know he was enjoying it as much as I was. My cock was hard and needed some attention so I climbed on the bed in front of him and fed him my cock. He started by licking around the head but my hand on the back of his head encouraged him to take me deeper. When he got his lips around the base of my cock I held him there and pumped deeper into his throat. This seemed to turn him on ever more and he worked my cock like only a true cocksucker can. Everyone thinks he can suck cock, but when you find a guy who fucking loves it, you know immediately and the only thing to do sit back and enjoy. I pulled him up and into a kiss tasting a bit of alcohol on his breath. We rubbed against each other and while the slide of his cock against mine felt good, I wanted his ass. So I stood up, pulled him to the edge of the bed, we both took a hit of poppers, I lined up my cock and rammed into him until he had every inch of me deep inside his ass. I didn’t wait for his ass to adjust to the girth of my cock, no, I just piston fucked into him over and over grabbing his hips and pulling him onto me. We were both lost in the moment, moaning and encouraging each other. After several minutes I pulled out and flipped him over and slid right back in, spreading his legs wide and deep dicking him again. The fuck was good but it was not about finesse it was about two guys who needed to get off. I pumped his ass until he shot over his stomach and then I let myself flood his ass with my load. Afterwards I let his legs fall around my waist, scooped his load off of his stomach and fed it to him, then leaned down and kissed him. I never learned his name, and he never learned mine. In fact, we scarcely exchanged a word. It was an example of anonymous sex at its best.

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

(This is my first story - hope all errors are corrected and everyone enjoys) The longer I drove around searching for the house, the harder my cock got in my shorts and being that I didn’t wear underwear my shorts had a huge pre-cum spot on them when I did find it. The house was hidden from the road by overgrown trees, shrubs, and weeds; what led me to the house was an old faded, rusted mailbox with a bright yellow scorpion with a small red biohazard symbol painted inside its body. Turning into the drive way, my cock pulsed even more pre-cum into my shorts as well as onto my leg. Once the overgrowth cleared, I got my first view of the house and it was close to being condemned. All the windows were blacked out, the paint on house was peeling away and in places the wooden siding was falling off, yet oddly enough the front door looked to have been freshly painted in a bright red, and painted in the lower right corner was a yellow scorpion which more-or-less matched the scorpion painted on the mail box. I didn't notice, however, if this scorpion was pictured with a biohazard symbol, but somehow I would bet money on it that it did. Parking off to the side, my legs began to shake, perhaps out of fear but also perhaps out of excitement stemming from my anticipation of what was about to happen. Taking a bottle of poppers out of the middle console, I twisted the top off, shoved it under my nose and took a deep hit, not once but twice. I felt my body relax and my mind drift. I shut off my car, opened the door and stepped out in to the hot summer air. As I walked to the front door, my cock pointed the way pumping out more pre-cum, by the time I climbed the three stairs and was standing in front of the red door, the spot on my shorts was the size of a grapefruit. I knocked three times and waited. I could hear movement from inside the house and time seemed to slow to a crawl. Not knowing how much time had really passed I knocked again. Again I heard some motion inside the house, as a voice called out "Fuckin’ heard you the first time!!!” I stepped back as the door began to swing open. Staring back at me from inside the door was a older man, if I had to guess I would say about 65, wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts, that looked as if they were just as old as he was. You could tell that in his prime he was muscular, but time had taken a toll on him: his skin was wrinkled and sagging, and his chest was blanketed by a coat of white fur that tapered down to a trail that disappeared into the waist of his boxers and exited each leg, covering them in an even thicker blanket of fur. “I was looking…” I said, but he cut me off abruptly. “I know why you are here, you know why you are here” he said, as he turned, letting go of the open door and started walking back into the house. Turning again he motioned for me to follow. I did not hesitate. The inside of the house was just as bad as the outside: wallpaper was half hanging off the walls, plaster was cracked and in some places missing. I followed him into a room just to the left of a staircase that looked as if it would come crashing down if anyone attempted to climb it. He crossed half the room and turned before sitting in an old chair, as he did his cock poked through the fly of his boxers. He was uncut and as I got closer I could see that his foreskin completely covered his head. I could not help but stare. His cock was twitching, and looked as if it was growing and thickening. I watched as it continued to exit his fly and stretched out a good 8 inches and yet the foreskin still covered the head. I bet there was another two inches inside the boxers. I couldn’t help by rub my own hard cock as I watched. “You looking for mild exposure, moderate, strong or extreme exposure?’ he asked as he ran his hand across his chest and down his stomach. His hand did not stop until he had gripped his cock. He pulled back the foreskin some to expose the tip of his head. “Extreme,” I replied, licking my lips. “I thought so,” he whispered as he stood, still holding his cock. With his free hand he reached under his cock and into his boxers pulling out his balls and started to walk away telling me to follow him. We left the room and started up the staircase. The only sound I heard was the creaking of the staircase as we made our ascent. As we climbed the staircase, I could see he was slowly stroking his uncut cock. My mind raced as I asked myself 'Is this man going to slide his cock into my hole and expose me?' My cock throbbed, rubbing against my leg and shorts. Once we were at the top, he went over to what looked like a light switched and flipped it on and off four times, then left it on. What it controlled was no where to be seen. Opening a door next to the switch, we entered a dark room. Only after he flipped another switch did a red light come on so I could see I was in a very small room, each was of which was covered in mirrors. In the center of the room was a black wooden box, about a three feet high, three feet long and only wide enough for a torso to fit. Secured to the floor, one to each corner of the box was a pair of leather cuffs. The sole word 'Fuck' popped in my mind. “Strip, put your clothing into the box and lay on top.” I was out of what little I had been wearing before he had completed his sentence, as instructed, putting the items in the box. No sooner was I done when he pushed my back, so my chest and stomach were resting on the box. His hand slid down my back and continued down my ass crack until he reached my cock and balls. Wrapping his hand around them pulling them out from under me until they were pointing down the side of the box. He quickly worked to secure each of my legs in the cuffs. Afterwards I tried to move them, but saw I only had about an inch of play. Clearly I wasn’t going any where. He did the same to my arms. There was no turning back now. Bending down next to me, I could feel his hot breathe in my ear as he grunted "Now the fun begins." With these brief remarks he turned, left the room, shutting the door behind himself.

Just love Sydney in Mardi Gras time. As a pig bottom I spend two weeks in pig heaven with visitors from all over the globe here. It is 6.35 am and I have just got home from a night of getting my mancunt hammered and bred senseless. I started with a hook up off bbrts with a german touro in his hotel. Great slab of uncut cock and he opened me up good with a 20 minute fuck in different positions before he drained his nuts into me. He had to go out to dinner and I was horny so I hit the streets and the hook up site again getting a pom who wanted to breed me but had nowhere to go. I suggested we got to headquarters and we met there - again nice thick uncut cock - and again he dumped a hufe load in me. I opened the cubicle door while he was fucking me and he got turned on by the audience and I hoped the show would provide me with more stiff cock and it did. No sooner did the Pom pull out a white guy with a nice cut cock I had been handling while I was getting fucked, took his place. he really pounded me for 10 minutes and I cheered him on every thrust was great and he too dropped his balls into me. I needed a 10 minute break so I left the cubicle and I could feel raw seed running down the inside of my legs and I knew there was no controlling the pig in me. My senses were on fire. I hit the dark roomn a short while later and got prodded four or five times by tops before they moved onto other bottoms. I don't mind tops having a taste of my cunt as I get a taste of their cock inside me so that is fine. One guy who had a beautiful thick cut cock I wanted so bad resisted all efforts from me to get him to fuck me - he just wanted head so I sucked him right off. He must have been edging for a while because he came a bucket load and I quickly had to swallow half so I did not waste any and I love the tatse of man seed in my mouth. I swirled the other half of his load around in my mouth for a good two minutes before swallowing it. I went to the glory hole section and just propped my cunt up against the wall I just needed cock and seed now and got three beautiful anon fucks and each of them cropped their load in me. I turned and cleaned all three of them up and taste of the cum cocktail in my cunt made me so satisfied. I felt so good in the train coming home. I had a wet spot in the back of my jeans but I had a great night taking beautiful cock and seed all night. I am out again tonight for sure.

I saw this topic earlier today and was thinking about answering it... then this afternoon something happened that changed everything I was going to write. The background: I've been in a serious relationship for a number of years. We click in many important ways, and though sex has been ok it's never been mind-blowing. I am poz and he is neg, and we've worked to keep it that way. Supposedly we were monogamous but last fall I was caught cheating, then a couple months ago we had The Talk about having an open relationship. I thought at the time that this was for my benefit, but after a little snooping I discovered that he, too, was looking around and setting up some flings. I was thrilled at this, but couldn't bring it up because I wasn't supposed to know. Secretly I was cheering him on. This past weekend I went out of town by myself, I had just come out of a busy time at work and needed a break. I also wanted to slut around: I set up a bbrt gangbang and visited a bathhouse. I hoped the boyfriend would play around as well while I was gone. I got back last night, and the boyfriend was a little quiet and distant. I thought he was upset because he knew I had screwed around, and I did my best to reassure him that everything was fine. That was where things stood this morning, and I was going to respond to this thread saying how much I hoped my boyfriend would let loose. I am not threatened at all by the open relationship, I think it is hot. This afternoon we were fooling around, jacking each other off and playing with some dildos, and I teased him, asking how many cocks he had in him this weekend. It was the kind of question that could be taken seriously or as a joke, and I was testing the waters. To my surprise, he answered seriously: TWO. After a lot of coaxing, as I reassured him that I thought it was hot and I was not upset, he told the whole story: he had gone to a bar and gotten fucked in the back by two different guys, and one had planted a load up his ass. What's more, he was so turned on by it he wanted to go back and do it again, and he wanted me to go with him and watch. He had not guessed that this was my dream come true! This afternoon he begged for my load in his ass (didn't happen), but before we go much further we'll have to have a serious talk about whether or not he wants to chase the bug or if he wants to get on prep. I recognize the impulse, though, it was the same one that got me started chasing fifteen years ago, and pozzed up eleven years ago. He had his first taste of anonymous cum in his ass and now he wants more. Soon he'll realize that he can't get enough.

My last load was with a friend. He picked me up in his soft top jeep and we went driving. After a while, he just pulled out his 7 in cock. Taking as the sign it was, I leaned over and started sucking him. A few minutes go by and I look up to see where we are. He had pulled into a radio tower access road. When he stopped, he told me to keep going, so I did. Eventually, we found ourselves in the back seat. I was in my back, naked and he was lining up for a good pounding. As he slipped in, he grabbed my hips and puked me onto him and I started moaning. He finds his rhythm and starts going to town. He ends up fucking me for around 30 minutes. Right as he's building up to shoot, I let out with "fuck yeah! Shoot that cum inside me!" And he lets lose, spraying his seed deep into me. After he recovered, he slowly pulled out and just sits back. I sit up and without missing a beat, I lean over and clean off his dick. After we rest for a few minutes, we gets dressed and we move to the front seat. We start driving aging and just wasting time. I spent the rest of that night with his cum in me.

Panic started to sit in, as my mind raced and the shaking returning. I wish I had my poppers to relax me. There was not turning back now. Time again felt as if it was standing still. I didn’t know how long I was going to be in here alone, bound, naked and horny as fuck. The silence was deafening and was broken by a click. A mirror to my right started to move and my eyes were glued to the reflection of this in the mirror before me. My breathing became heavier as the mirror revealed the monster behind it. He was fucking huge. From my position I could only guess that he was over 6’5” and his body was so massive that he looked as if he had been on steroids from birth. From his chin down, his body was covered in tattoos and once he stepped in and shut the mirror, I could see that his back side was the same as the front. I could not see his face, he wore a hood that covered it from the bottom of his nose to the middle of his neck in the back, as well as the sides of his head. His eyes were visible through two hole and they were as black as the hood. On his feet he wore combat boots and in the middle was a jockstrap. At one time it had been white and new, now it was stained in red in some spots, yellow in others, and was so worn that it looked as if it would fall apart with one tug. Strings were hanging everywhere. What was inside the pouch was barely being contained. The side of the pouch were stretched so far from his body, that as he stood there one of his balls slipped out. I watched him walk the short distance from where he entered to where I was, stopping next to my head. I could feel the heat of his body as he stood close to me. I turned my head as he squat, watching his pouch as it went by. I couldn’t keep my eyes off it. Slowly he ran his hand along his thigh until he reached the pouch. Grabbing it he pulled it aside, and his cock and balls fell out. His cock was as massive as his body. His cock was twitching as it got harder and harder. Once it was rock hard, a good 11 inches rock hard, it started to jump as an evil grin came across his face. The cock was not only 11 inches but was as thick as a boys arm. Where the fuck did they breed this monster. I wanted his cock in my mouth, I drooled just thinking about how ripe it would taste, how it would stretch open my mouth. I wanted to feel it jammed down my throat, choking me, turning my face blue. I wanted to feel my throat open and his balls slap my chin as he face fucked me, while tears ran down my checks. I was snatched back to reality by something sharp running down my back, right down my spine, causing chills to sweep through my body. Looking up in the mirror I could see it was his fingernail that had been sharpened to a point, it continued until he reached the start of my ass crack, it was then we locked eyes and his fingernail slowly moved until it was at my hole, which was puckering in and out. Fuck I was turned on, I could only imagine the puddle on the floor of pre-cum. Without warning, he stabbed his nail into my puckering hole, at first there was some resistance, but that gave way with by the force that he added. He drove his digit knuckle deep into me, all the time moving his finger around inside - that’s when little waves of pain started to register in my mind. My eyes grew wider. Breaking our eye contact I looked back at his monster cock to take my mind off the pain that was coming more and more, only to find that it was leaking, his pre-cum was so thick, that it went from the piss slit to the floor without breaking and was puddling. He continued the assault on my hole, now finger fucking me so hard that he was pushing my body forward, pinching my cock against the corner of the box. After about five minutes of this, he pulled his finger out, leaving my hole empty. Grabbing my chin with his other hand he forced open my mouth and stuck the finger from my hole in. Greedily I sucked on it, too turned on to register the taste of blood from my hole. Once his finger was clean he withdrew his digit. I watched his reflection as he reached into his boot and pulled out a rounded wooden bit that had leather straps on each end. Again grabbing my chin, he forced open my mouth, shoving the wood in as far back as it would go. He moved quickly over me, straddling my back. I could feel his monster cock resting on my back, leaking its fuck juice. Grabbing the leather he tied them tightly behind my head. Task complete, he slowly moved, dragging his cock down my back until it was resting at the top of my ass crack. My heart was racing, I could see sweat forming on my forehead, and my hole was twitching, pulsing in and out. His evil grin returned as he spit on his fingers then wiped his spit on my hole. He grabbed his cock in his hand he lined up the head against my hole, his other hand pressed down on my back as I bit down on the wood in my mouth. I could feel him pressing hard against my hole, which was resisting until the hand on my back lifted off and slapped my ass hard, that’s when my hole gave way. Feeling my hole opening he pressed harder, driving his monster cock into my hole. There was not waiting for me to adjust to the sheer size of his cock, he continued to drive in. The pain was intense, I felt as if I was being ripped in two. I bit harder, and tried to scream, but nothing came out. I had no clue if he had one inch or ten inside me. In one swift move, he drove all the way in and dropped his body on top of mine. “take the pain, motherfucker, take the pain” My body was sweating, my heart racing, my mind was drifting as I involuntarily rolled my eyes back. A slap against my head brought me back to the situation I was in. His cock was moving in and out of my fuck hole, pulling it out until his cock head was pulling the inside of my hole outwards and then he would drive in balls deep. Over and over he would assault my hole. Minutes ticked by and I began to relax, my hole began to relax, and pain turned to pleasure. Sensing this he picked up speed, ramming his cock in and out. At one point he would take that massive fuck stick out and ram it back in balls deep. My silent screams turned to moans of pleasure! Pleasure I had never felt, his massive cock had opened my hole to new senses and I never wanted it to stop. I could feel his cock getting thicker and thicker and I knew that this power fuck was coming to and end. His cock moved faster and faster as his breath increased. Grabbing me by both shoulders, this monster slammed his cock balls deep, groaning: “take that toxic load, you fucking cock whore” He kept pressing his crotch against my ass, as if he was trying to climb in my hole as I felt the pulsing of his cock shooting his cum deep into my wrecked hole. I counted at least nine pulses of his cock, fuck me - it had to be a huge load of toxic cum. Slowly he pulled slightly out as he came down from his intense climax, then pushed back in just as slow, he continued this each time pulling out further and and further, until he pulled completely out. I feel a small amount of his load running down my balls and cock. Without words, he turned and left through the mirror he entered through, leaving me exhausted and still tied to the box.

I hear ya man! Couldn't agree with you more. Message me, and I can send you the full version of that clip. The guys in it are very hot!

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

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

I have been submitting lots of ads seeking doms to come by and turn me from a bi kinky shy dad into a slutwhore by being held down and forced to take some thing like weed, coke, or others but without much success. Recently 'tho, I met up with someone who replied to my ad than really blew my mind away. We arranged to meet at my house while my wife and kids were away. Further I was to be dressed only in white g-string and white socks. George came by and we sat down and chatted. We had already agreed that he could force me to take some Tina and than seduce me. As we chatted, he took out his glass pipe and prepared some crystals in the bowl. When he leaned over to kiss me, I resisted and tried to move away. This got him angry and he forcibly kissed me pushing my mouth open and invading my mouth with his tongue. He then lit his glass pipe, took a deep hit, bent over me and kissed me hard as he forced the contents of the glass pipe in me. He took another hit and did the same. He then held me down, pinched my nose as he held the glass pipe directly in my mouth and waited for me to gasp for breath and inhale deeply through the glass pipe. Once he sensed I was feeling the effects of the Tina, he started caressing my nipples, teasing them, before licking and sucking them. My nipples have always been really sensitive but they have never felt so sensitive before. I was writhing with desire as he started caressing me as he continued to lick and suck on my tits. I almost fainted with desire when he started to tease my ass with his finger. I was trying to wriggle my ass so his fingers could work its way in me. All this time he kept asking me if I was ready to be his crystal whore. By this time I was so turned on I was pushing my ass against his fingers as he started inserting first one, then two until finally he had all four fingers in me. I was begging for him to fuck me. He told me to go on all fours and then started to fuck me, doggy style. As he rode me, he kept playing with my nipples. I was feeling so good that I was begging for him to fuck me harder and deeper and make me his whore. He then laid down on his back with his cock standing up. I was so horny by now that straddled him and sat on his cock as I fucked myself on him. As I worked my ass on his cock, I leaned forward so he could suck on my nipples as I fucked him. Oooh, the feeling was just fantastic. I was feeling so horny and turned on. I was now such a slut I was begging for him to make me his whore. He then pulled out and made me suck his cock that had been in my ass which love doing so much I have never been such a nasty whore before for a gay guy, but I just sucked his gorgeous cock without a second thought even though it has just been in my ass. He rammed his cock in until I gagged, but he kept at it, telling me he was gonna make sure I learned how to deep-throat his cock. I was starting to have regrets as the Tina wore out. He than had me lay on my back and as he fucked me with my legs high over his shoulders, he took another hit and lean over and kissed me and exhaled into me. This time I gladly sucked in all I could. He repeated this about five times before sitting me up and making me take a couple more hits directly from the glass pipe. I was feeling so horny from the Tina I was begging for him to fuck me and cum in my pussy ass. I've never been fucked so hard and so long and felt so horny when he licked and sucked my tits. We kept at it for at least four hours. I only wished there were more guys using me 'cause I was so turned on I would have been willing to be gang banged. He finally came in my ass and forced his cock in my mouth. I have never enjoyed the taste of cum, but was so turned on I gladly sucked it all in and had him rub it all over my face. I was no longer put off by the taste of cum, but reveled in it. When he finally stopped fucking me, he told me that the next time, he would blindfold me, and turn me into his whore, adding that he would have a few guys use me at the same time. I can't wait!

[Not particularly bareback, though there is some bb sex in the story, but hot nonetheless...] When I started on my first cycle I was about nineteen. I had just entered college the year before but had already decided that I wasn't going to try for any teams as I didn't have time for it, but I wanted to keep working out and keep in shape. My desire to grow larger soon turned into an obsession as I became a serious, albeit young, bodybuilder and worked out six days a week. I had hit a plateau and been stuck there for months. I tried everything - varying my workout, vitamins, pills from magazines and such, but nothing really worked. This guy in the gym I was talking to one day then offered me roids. I thought about it for a bit - I knew the side effects, of course, but figured if I was only on them for a little while it wouldn't be a problem, right? I don't drink or do any drugs, so my kidneys and liver seemed okay. It wasn't until I'd been on the roids for two years that anybody ever mentioned it. Taylor, my boyfriend for the last four months or so, asked if I ever thought about the side effects. I told him of the kidney and liver stuff and how I always checked out okay. "Not that," he said. "Look at your balls, man." My balls had always been a little small. I have small genitals and will admit it; it's never really mattered as I've always been a bottom. I'm okay with it, and never thought anybody really cared until Taylor said something. "That can't be good for you," he said. "Have you ever tried injecting natural testosterone?" "You need a prescription for it. I'll try to cut back, though." I meant it, too - I really liked Taylor, and if he wanted me to cut back then I would at least make the effort. The problem was, when I did I started losing mass. I'm 6'1", and went from 240 to 230 in just a week. I went back on them. Taylor said he understood, but still wished I could give them up. Once my attention had been brought to my balls I started paying more to them. The longer I was on the roids the more they shrivelled. I wasn't really sure how I felt about it, but Taylor seemed to actually enjoy that particular effect - he liked having a huge lover with a small cock, and not much in the way of balls. We lay in bed one night, him fonding me, and he brought the topic up again. "I've been thinking," he said. "We could get you a prescription for testosterone patches." "Yeah? How?" "Well, we'd simply need to prove a medical need for it. You would have to stop producing it otherwise." "I doubt I produce it now." "So do I, but we would need to guarantee it, and there's only one way we could do that." "What?" I asked the question already knowing the answer. "Castrate you." He let that soak in for a bit and then continued. "You've already essentially done it to yourself, and you've said before that they didn't do much. If you actually didn't have testicles, then you could get the prescription." "I don't know..." Castration seemed a little severe. "Ah, it's just a though. No big deal." He rolled over. I thought about it that night, and the next, and for some time. The more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea, but I wanted to go further. I wanted all of my more or less useless genitals gone, just smoothed over. So, one day I told Taylor. "Remember how you said I should just have myself castrated?" "Yeah." "What would you think about me having a smooth groin, no cock, no balls, no nothing?" A lump grew in his jeans, and I knew he needed no convincing. The real problem now was finding someone capable of doing the operation safely. At the time we were just looking for someone to cut my balls out - we knew my cock would be harder to get rid of so figured we'd wait on it. It took two months, but we found somebody. The guy used to be a medic in the Marines. We talked to him a bit on the phone and told him about me. He seemed excited by the prospect of castrating a guy like me. We drove down to see him. He met us at the door wearing just shorts. The guy was about 35, pretty well built. He shaved his head bare and looked like he did his body too. He invited us in and looked me over, seeming pleased. "Why don't you get naked and we'll get started?" I stripped down and he gave me a quick exam to make sure I wasn't going to have a coronary or anything when my balls came off. While he did, Taylor and I talked to him a bit. "So how did you get into this, anyway?" Taylor asked him. "Cough," he told me, and I wondered why he cared about my shriveled nuts. "When I was in the service I had to do one once on a boy who got shot through his balls. I was in him, cutting the things out, and as I did it got more and more horny. This kid was about to lose his manhood, and I was taking it from him. "Got me thinking. This kid was a Marine, the best of the best, supposedly the manliest of men, and he had no balls. Thinking about it got me horny, and I wanted to do it again. "I got lucky as hell about it nearly a year later when some boys got into a fight over something; I never knew what. My guess was a woman because one of them tried to slash at the other boys' groin with a bayonet. He got him square in the scrotum but the other kid still stood - that boy was an ox, he was - and started beating the other boy in. Got so pissed he started kicking the other boy in the crotch so hard he crushed both of his balls. "So here I come in. The boy who get kicked was treated first, and his both had to go. I was almost so horny after finishing him that I couldn't do the other boy. "I examined him and saw that he would be fine - he got cut, and you bleed a lot there," he looked up at me, "Bend over son," then just continued as he probed my prostate. "I'm ashamed to say it, but even though the boy's testicles were fine I told him they were gangrenous and had to go. "The kid took it like a man, though. I cut his suckers out and nearly came when I did it. When I left the first thing I did was go to the showers and jack off. When I got out I looked at my underwear; they were soaked in precum." He stood up. "You're good enough, boy. Come on." We followed him into the room he did this stuff in. "After that I was an addict. Anytime a kid had anything wrong with his balls, I used every excuse I could to nut him, even if I could only take one. Pretty soon, my desires changed a little." We walked into the room. It was a miniature operating room with a table in the middle, sink, cabinets, and a tray with some instruments and such on it. He yanked off his shorts to reveal his groin. Taylor and I both noted with some surprise that he had been castrated as well, but more...his cock had been mostly cut off too, leaving just a stub about an inch long, and currently as erect as a stub can get. "As you can see, I decided that I wanted to be cut a bit as well." He lay me on the table and put my feet into stirrups hanging from the ceiling, then strapped me down to the table. He stuck my cock with an anesthetic and while it went numb kept talking. "Castrating other guys was still a thrill, but I wanted more. As time went on I realized that what I was doing to these other guys was what I wanted to have done to myself. So,after getting up the courage," he was now putting disinfectant all over my cock, "I castrated myself. It wasn't the smartest idea, but I managed it and nobody found out. I took two days sick, as I was still a Marine at the time, but afterwards managed to recover quickly. I was back on my feet in a day or so, although, I don't recommend working out for at least a week." He washed his own hands and put on rubber gloves, laying out his tools while he waited for the disinfectant to dry. "The thing was, even after castrating myself I wanted more. I prescribed myself testosterone shots, and it was like nothing had really changed. I wanted more. "It took a long time, but eventually I managed to find someone willing to do it. He said he knew how to do this sort of thing, and that he had done them before. I believed him. "He put a catheter in my cock anesthitized it, then cut all the way around the base. It seemed like all was going well until I started bleeding big time. He didn't seem to know exactly what to do, and as he started to panic I had to talk him through it as I lost consciousness. "I found out later he had ended up calling a hospital. They fixed me up okay but I never saw my 'cutter' again...good thing to; I would have killed him. They asked what happened, and I told him the last thing I remembered was being hit over the head with something heavy. They seemed to buy that. "It took a few weeks to recover. I was transferred to a military hospital to recuperate and offered a medical discharge, I think just out of pity. I faked remorse - I was pretty pissed off about it, but secretly happy that most of my cock had been removed. "I took the discharge, and here I am. I still get off on this stuff, and like gelding men willing to let me." "So how many have you done?" I asked him. "I'm numb, by the way." "Twenty, maybe twenty-five. All manly men." "We are looking for someone to take his cock, by the way," Taylor mentioned. "You want us to let you know if we find anybody reliable?" "Hell yes - I want all of this," he motioned toward his mutilated groin, "off! You ready, son?" he asked me. I nodded. He started slowly with the scalpel. It hurt a little - enough to be annoying, but not really painful. The first incisions were vertical, down the length of my rather small scrotum. Once the cuts had been made, he worked out the balls with his hands. They looked so naked - like little raisins. Once the first was out, he snipped it off and tied off all the blood vessels and the vas deferens, then did the same with the other. After some quick cleanup work with blood vessels, and removing as much of my scrotum as he could safely do, he stitched me up and wrapped a tight bandage about my cock. Afterwards we sat around and talked some. Taylor got naked as well and they fooled around a little. Later, after I felt like walking, I downed a plate of aspirin and we headed out to get some dinner - I had been told not to eat beforehand and was starving. We all seemed to get along really well together, actually, and ended up making plans for a threesome whenever I healed. Heal I did, and quickly. I went on the testosterone patches Tom prescribed for me almost immediately. Within a week my cock didn't hurt any more, even when I got erect, and there was no blood in my cum. I was still a little nervous about sex, though, so waited a few more days, about to burst - no sex in a week and a half; I was about to explode. About two days later I pretty much tackled Taylor. He fucked my brains out. It felt like his cock was hitting the base of my brain, and I remembered that he hadn't had sex in a week and a half either. I even fucked him a little, just to make sure everything really was okay. It felt fine; a little sore later but no other problems. We invited Tom over for the promised threesome, and it was okay. He was really into dildos, so my ass hurt a bit after he gave me a working over. He also like to get fucked himself, so we settled on Taylor working his ass and me playing with his stub in my mouth. He really seemed to get off on the muscle trip, and when we went to standing position would have me flex while he felt it and I sucked. The testosterone patches weren't quite as good as the normal roids but worked, albeit slowly. I wore three or four at a time when Taylor wasn't looking; he only wanted me on one or two, max. What happened was that the steroid muscle slowly turned into more lasting tissue - normally when you go off them, you lose the extra muscle pretty quick. I did lose some, but with the huge testosterone boost I was getting it helped pick up some of the slack. The first time I went back to the gym after my castration I worked out as normal, in fairly snug shorts and a tank, which quickly ended up in my bag. I had shaved my body before coming and hadn't gotten to show off to anybody but Tom in the last week or so. I got the reaction I look for - smaller guys looking at me with awe, larger ones with envy, and the truly huge with more understanding. After stretching/preening a bit, I went into my set as usual. I'd lost a little from the week off, but my energy level was high so overall did well. When done I dropped my shorts and walked in the showers as usual, not even thinking about my recent alteration. I soaped up and watched the guys come into the shower after me, and gave them the usual show. I did notice more of my hair coming out on top, which took my attention for a moment. I turned around to wash my hair and then remembered: I had no balls - these guys could see that, easily, especially with my small cock! I turned back around and washed, worried that somebody had noticed. I didn't hear anything, though, so when done I wrapped my towel about myself loosely and got dressed quickly. Some of the guys I usually saw bullshitted with me, and I was pretty sure nobody noticed. As the weeks passed, I started taking more chances - showering the old way, back towards the wall for longer periods, wondering if anybody would notice or even care. I still got looks at my body but nobode seemed to see it. I figured they were too entranced by the muscle. I heard a comment about my small cock once but still they didn't say anything about the absence of testicles. When Taylor found a guy who said he could do a penectomy, I thought all that was over with. The guy turned out to be a fake, so I won a small reprieve. About a month later he contacted a guy who seemed to be for real, though. He could do the whole deal, he claimed - urethral relocation, total penile tissue removal, the whole bit. We decided to have it done in about a month, when the guy could take a vacation. I got even more bold showing off my genitals, and finally one guy seemed to notice. His name was Andy. Nice guy, probably gay, nearly as well built as me - better chest, worse legs, hot. We were dressing at adjacent lockers and he asked me if I was on roids. "Sorta," I told him. "Got patches." "Just thought I'd point it out, man," his voice got lower, "Your balls are tiny, dude." "No, they're not," I told him, smiling. "Man, I can hardly see 'em...some guys have been talking about it." "They're not small, man, they're gone." He snorted at this and then looked at me wide-eyed. "You're kidding me. You don't have balls?" "Had 'em removed about two months ago so I could get patches and go off the roids. Liver damage n' all. Here..." I whipped it out. "Feel it." He wrapped his hand around my cock and tried to feel for them. It got me hard, of course. "So you can still get a hard on?" "Yeah, the patches are testosterone so everything still works. Cum's a little weird - clear, and not much of it. Otherwise it's all the same, at least, for another two weeks." "What happens then?" "I'm getting my cock cut off." He just stood there for a second, and looked at my cock in his hand. He looked me over for a second or two, then back down, his own cock slowly becoming hard. "Holy shit." We both got dressed in silence, me wondering what he would say and silently cursing myself for letting it spill. I had kind of wanted to and kind of didn't, but now it was done. I kept glancing at him, trying to make out an expression. "Totally smooth, huh?" he finally spoke. "Yeah." Another pause. "Can I get a friend the same deal?" Andy wanted his lover cut as well. He told me they both had some fantasies about it for awhile but had never taken them seriously because they didn't think that sort of thing was possible. Andy didn't have much in the way of balls either but his cock was nice. His lover was about average as well in the ball department, but like me, had a tiny cock. He was even worse off, though - even erect it looked like all he really had was a head poking out of some skin. Andy wanted to be castrated as well but liked his cock, and actually was looking into enlargement. We contacted the surgeon and he said he could do three, just not all on the same day. The two weeks passed all too slowly. When the weekend came for it to happen we were all pretty nervous. Tom and I were sititting on our couch. Andy was pacing and his boyfriend, a guy named Curtis, was playing Solitaire on the computer. Taylor had gone to pick up the cutter from the airport we flew him into. With his two seater he had to go alone, leaving the rest of us here to get nervous as hell. Tom spoke up. "Any of you want to use those cocks of yours one last time? I'm fuckin' horny as hell." All three of us spoke up, so ended up pairing off. Curtis and Tom made it on the couch while Andy and I took each other on the floor. Andy was usually a top and I a bottom, but since it was my cock that was about to get cut off we switched, at first anyway. It was only the second time I'd fucked anybody since I'd been castrated myself. It still felt a little weird; I kept expecting to feel my balls swinging at least a little bit. When I came it felt different too - without the cum to be forced out of my testicles, the only spew came from my prostate. I'd always been aware of that feeling before, but never noticed it what with the cum spurting out. Now that I did, it felt like the orgasm came from not just my balls, but my whole midsection. It was definitely different. We swapped places and went at it again. As he kept pounding into me I decided that having my cock gone would easily be the best thing for me - much as I liked using it, being on the receiving end was so much better. Right as Andy came in me I looked up to see the door open and Taylor walk in with the cutter. When I saw the cutter, I came - not because of what he looked like but what he was going to do to me. "Looks like I've got my work cut out for me," he jibed. He introduced himself as Eric. Andy and I finished up and washed off, and Tom and Curtis soon followed. Once we were all clean, dry, and naked, the cutter had most of his stuff set up in the bathroom. We figured that it was the best place since the blood would be easier to clean. Eric was a pretty good looking guy with slender, compact muscles. Tom was going first, so as he prepped him we talked a little. He had done four penectomies so far and two straight castrations. Turned out he was a med school student. He had gotten started when a transsexual he'd met offered him $500 to emasculate him/her. He ended up getting a real thrill out of it, and afterwards the transsexual made sure he had more business. Still, he wasn't really into effeminate men and said the chance to nullify real men was way more of a turn on. I didn't get to watch as Tom's stub got removed. The bathroom was too small to fit in an observer as well as Tom, Eric, and Taylor, who was acting as surgeon's assisstant since he was the only one not getting something removed. The rest of us just watched TV naked, jacking off or being jacked as we got horny. After two hours or so Tom was done. He was way groggy from the painkillers, so we put him on my bed with a towel between his legs. He was conscious enough to know to stay there and not play with his crotch, anyway. I was next. Eric dabbed on the disinfectant and I watched his erection grow as he looked at my body. Within minutes I was lying in the tub with my legs spread, groggy and barely conscious from the drugs and trying nto to squirm from the catheter being inserted down my pisshole. I watched as the scalpel dug into my cock for the first time. It hurt, but it was an odd kind of hurt, like somebody else was the one being cut or it was my cock but far away. Within minutes I was watching Eric slide it off of the catheter and dropping it into the tray Taylor held. Taylor looked like he could have supported the tray himself with his erection. Maybe it was just the drugs, but it looked as big as I'd ever seen it. After that the drugs really kicked in hard and I drifted. I was vaguely aware of Eric poking a new pisshole out lower down but it wasn't as clear or intense a feeling as the cuts into my groin had been. Then, it was all over. Taylor washed me off while Eric left, and then he and Andy carried me in next to Tom, who was passed out. I didn't wake up until the next day. I felt like I'd had the worst hangover of my life - my head was pounding, my muscles aching, and every time I moved my groin screamed at me. Tom was still next to me. "Hey...you awake?" I muttered. "Yeah." "Did they leave us any painkillers?" "Yeah. Just a second." He leaned way to the right and grabbed a bottle of pills and a thermos. "Here. Don't take more than two." The water was warm, but it helped me get them down. After half an hour or so they kicked in. I felt nauseous but better. A glance at the clock told me it was 7. Taylor walked in. "I thought I heard voices in here. How are you two feeling?" We both groaned in unison. "You two hungry at all? Curtis and I were going to run out and get some pancake mix or something for breakfast before he and Andy get cut." I wasn't hungry, so just nodded my head. "You guys want a TV in here?" Neither of us seemed to. "Okay. We'll be back in a bit. Andy'll check on you every few minutes or so." Andy did so about ten minutes later, and that was the last time I saw him as a man with testicles. I dozed off until that afternoon, and by the time I was awake he was a eunuch and Curtis a smooth as me and Tom. We felt okay to watch TV by that point and eat a little bit. Eric was staying until Sunday. He came in and changed the dressings and hung out a little bit. I wanted to walk some but he wouldn't let me. The most embarrassing part of the whole deal was that I couldn't even piss freely. Even with the new pisshole there was still the catheter since I couldn't walk. I had to pity Taylor as he was the one to empty them all. By Sunday Andy was up and about, albeit slowly. We said our goodbyes to Eric and he made us promise to send pictures. After that Tom and I dosed up and spend the next day in a daze. Around Tuesday I was able to walk slowly. Anytime my legs rubbed against my catheter it hurt like a bitch, so I had to waddle with them slightly apart. I had enought muscle control to keep from pissing myself, though, and Wednesday the catheter came out. My whole midsection was black and blue, and Eric had left strict instructions that I was not to work out for at eleast two weeks. Andy and Curtis went home then but said they'd give us a call in a week or so if we wanted to get together. Tom stayed at our place all week until we were both moving again, then took off himself. That Saturday I could wear pants again. As weird as not having a dick was, it was weirder having the cotton of my underwear rub against it. Taylor and I fucked like crazy as soon as I felt up to it. It was really weird - I would get a very slight tightness in my groin when I should have had an erection, and then when I managed to cum, there was an orgasm but, without a prostate, nothing came out, not even the slight dribble I had become used to. My nipples got a lot more sensitive without the comparatively more powerful stimulation my cock used to give. For that matter, my whole skin seemed more sensitive. The orgasm came from deeper inside me now, instead of just my cock or absent balls. I started back at the gym as soon as I could - I had a lot to make up, what with not doing anything for two weeks. My muscles were straining for a workout. My usual admirers were there too, as was Andy. I kept noticing surprised looks when they glanced at my crotch, now totally empty. There was still a nasty yellowish bruise, but it was healing quickly. Andy seemed to enjoy teasing them, and eventually showed off his groin, with its nice cock and no testicles. Once my bruise was gone, I tried working out one day in tight briefs, showing without doubt that there was nothing down there. It was weird - when I had been castrated I worried about people finding out. Now that I was totally nullified, I enjoyed showing it off - I wanted people to know. There was the occaisional nervous comment about it, and I'm sure people talked, but this time I didn't care. Taylor seemed to be really enjoying it, too. He didn't have to bother with reacharounds if I couldn't cum before him any more, and even though I was taking the testosterone like crazy, my sex drive had decreased. Sometimes I didn't cum but didn't want to, and well, sometimes I pretty much had to attack him. Andy told me about Curtis every once in awhile. Apparently he had a hard time at first but was better now. Curtis didn't want hormones and was planning on slimming down anyway - he just wanted to be Andy's tool, used when necessary. Andy said he had been having hot flashes pretty badly and night sweats, but they had mostly disappeared at this point, and he was happy being for the most part asexual. Andy himself hadn't had any problems at all. He was still on megadoses of hormone and loving it.

This is a true story that just happened. I'm 26 and live in Newcastle, in the UK. I had just finished work and decided to go to the Eagle, which was on my way home, just for a quick beer. I had heard that sometimes one might find some fun downstairs, so beer in hand, I went into the basement to take a look. There were a few guys down there, most in their 40's and 50's. I went to the toilets at the back and in a cubicle found there was a glory hole. When I saw a finger slid through the hole, beckoning me, I couldn't resist and I slid my cock through. The guy on the other side of the glory hole was doing a really good job sucking my cock so I was thoroughly enjoying myself, when suddenly the door to my cubicle popped open. I assume I must not have locked properly. In any event, there stood a guy in his late 60's, maybe even early 70's, looking at me, my pants down at my ankles and my cock inserted into a glory hole. "Nice. You having fun?" "Yeah," I replied. He stepped into the cubicle and locked the door. Ordinarily I won't play with a guy so much older than my age, but I really didn't want to move as the guy sucking me was doing an amazing job, but when the older guy reached his hand between my legs and played with my balls, and after a minute or so, went down on his knees and began rimming my hole, I wasn't about to object. Moreover, the rim job he was giving my ass was amazing, and I went along with him when he produced some lube and pushed it into my ass. At some point the guy who had been sucking me left off, but not to worry, another guy readily went down on me, even if, truth be told, he wasn't quite as good as the original sucker. The older man, meanwhile, stood-up and wanked his cock, sliding it up and down my ass crack. "I don't want to get fucked," I commented. "What are you afraid of? You'll like this," he replied. "I'm HIV negative, and want to stay that way," I explained, still determined to enjoy the blow job.. "Don't worry, I'll wear a condom." A few seconds passed, with much rustling of a cellophane packet being torn open, and then I felt him separate my ass cheeks as his cock pushed into me. So I just let him slide his dick into my ass, and after he was balls-deep, he began fucking with an excellent rhythm that was doing all the right things to my prostate. "You like my old cock?" he asked. But I didn't answer. Between the attention to my cock and the added pressure on my prostate, I was perfectly happy. He repeated his question a couple more times, but I didn't bother answering. My acquiesence to his attention was a form of an answer. "I'm getting close," and "I'm gonna blow in your ass," were the next remarks he made, and they sufficiently got my attention that I asked "You are wearing a condom, aren't you?" "Don't worry, just enjoy it," he responded. Reading between his omissions, I responded "Dude, I'm negative. What's your status? Are you wearing a condom?" "I'm poz," he answered, once more not fully answering my questions. "You can't cum in me. I'm neg. Are you wearing a condom?" He then pushed into me hard, slamming me against the cubicle wall. I couldn't move. "Oh fuck, I"m cumming in you. Fuck, yeah, neg boy! Take my poz load. Mmmmm." he moaned as I shot my load into the throat of the cock sucker in the adjoining cubicle. As his began to fade, I managed to slide-out from his grasp, and as I did, his cock slid out of my ass. Turning, I caught a quick glimpse: as I had suspected, he was not wearing a condom. I almost can't believe this just happened, but it did.

I was in Salt Lake City, the Mormon Capital of the world, this past weekend. I normally will stay at a fairly nice downtown hotel or one out by the airport when I'm in SLC. But because I wanted to host an anonymous hotel walk in Breed & Seed on my raw hole on Saturday night, I rented a ground floor room at a somewhat seedy motel, just on the edge of Downtown SLC, Utah. This motel had parking right in front of my door. It was right across the street from a streetcar tram stop. And just on the edge of the downtown area. So, it had very quick and easy access. It's also in a neighborhood with a primarily Black and Latino population. So, I just had a feeling it would be a good location to host a breed & seed for the Saturday night I'm there. That hunch turned out to be right. I had listed my anon breeding party on BBRT. I'd received 10 guys saying they wanted to attend from that BBRT party ad. I also posted on Squirt.org and kept placing ads on the SLC Craigslist M2M pages for several days before the party. All my posts stated that starting at 8pm on Sat., my hotel room would be unlocked. the room dark, just come in, find me ass up, face down on the edge of the bed, slide in and seed my hole. I arrived at my motel room at about 4:00pm on Saturday afternoon. I got to my room. There was a king sized bed and the room was quite large. So it looked like a perfect setup for a fuck party. The motel was a bit on the seedy side. But, that made it even better. I quickly douched myself completely and showered. Then I contacted two guys that said they could only attend if it was early. So, I emailed both those guys to tell them that I was at the hotel and ready to start taking loads. I gave both guys the name, address and room number of my hotel room. The first guy, a "str8", married, Mormon guy in his early 40's quickly emailed me back. Saying that he was 5 to 10 minutes away. I unlock my door, turn off the lights to be ready for him. I used some duct tape to tape over the door latch. I turned off all the lights with the exception of a small nightlight that I had plugged into an outlet near the bed. It just created enough light so my outline could be seen kneeling on the edge of the bed. Outside, the temperature was a bone chilling 26 degrees. True to his word in less than 10 minutes I heard the door open and close. I felt the blast of cold air from the open door on my naked body. Then I heard a belt buckle being undone and pants being discarded. A very cold hand then began to feel my ass and asshole. I hadn't lubed up. Very soon I felt his hard cock pressing at my dry hole. He was trying to press in. I had lube on the bedside table. But, I really wanted just spit and cum to be my lube for the night. So I asked him to spit on my ass and his cock to lube up. He spit a couple of times, while I poppered myself up. Soon he was pressing his cock at my hole again and he finally plopped up inside me. He wasted no time in getting right to it. Within just minutes I heard his hard breathing. His speed was increasing and he let out a soft groan as he filled my ass with the first load of the evening. He quickly pulled up his pants, slipped his coat back on and was out the door without saying a word. I checked my email and the other guy that said he could only come if earlier than 8pm had replied to me. He had said he was 30 minutes away and would head right over. I checked the time of his email and looked at my watch. He should be here shortly. So, I assumed my position, on my knees, on the edge of the bed. My ass facing the door. Sure enough, within just a few minutes, I heard the sound of the door opening and felt the blast of cold air hit me. "Mmmmm..... Nice", I heard him say. I started to sniff my poppers as he undressed. He begins to feel my asshole. "Fuck, YEAH! You got a load in you already", he said as he felt the previous guys load at my hole. "Suck me, a bit", he said. I climbed off the bed and got on my knees. He put his semi hard cock to my lips and I began to suck him till I could feel him grow to full hardness. Then I climbed back on the bed and he very quickly slammed into me in one, quick, thrust. He grabbed me around the waist and pumped me hard and deep. This guy's cock was a lot longer, thicker and harder than the first guy. His cock was stretching my hole as he pounded his dick hard into me. We were both grunting with each thrust. Soon he put one of his legs up on the bed to get a deeper angle to my ass. He was going balls deep with every thrust. The he pushed me further up onto the bed and he climbed up on the bed, kneeling behind me. Now the headboard was banging against the wall as he slammed into me. About 5 minutes of intense fucking resulted with him letting out some loud grunts as he filled my ass with load #2. After he came inside me, he climbed off the bed. Grabbed some of the tissues that I had on the bedside table. I climbed off the bed and handed him some wet wipes that I also had on the table. As he's cleaning off, he and I chat a bit. "So, are you married? Is that why you wanted to come over early?" "Yeah. Married to a guy. We have a don't ask, don't tell arrangement. So, I needed to do this before your party, so I can get home to him", he said. "Yeah. I understand", I replied. "Thanks for the fuck. I needed that", he said, as he dressed and left my room. It's now almost 6pm, so I send out my room number to all the other guys that had replied to my ads. All in all from all the different ads I had placed, about 20 guys had replied that they wanted to attend. Now, from previous experience, I know that normally, just a small portion of those guys actually show up. Sometime the attendance can be amazing. And sometimes it turns out to be a complete bust. So, I had no idea if it was going to be an active night? Or if I was going to be bored to death, waiting for guys to show up? Well, the evening turned out to be quite successful. Most of the night was slow, but steady. Though I had said I wanted to start at 8pm, at 7:20pm my door opened and an older Mexican guy came into my room. I was at the desk on my laptop at the moment, checking email replies. He came into my room and began to take off his pants. I moved to him and dropped to my knees. I got him hard and then climbed on the bed. He then slid into me and fucked me for about 10 minutes before filling me up. Once he had left, another guy showed up. A tall, muscular and hairy guy in his late 40's. He took no time sliding right into me. While he was fucking me, the door opened again and a guy in his early 30's came in. Also quite muscular. These two guys seemed to know each other. They're laughing and chatting about the coincidence of running into each other at a "Cum & Dump". Soon both guys are on the bed and are kissing each other as I climb between their legs and take turns sucking both their dicks. Once again, the door opens and a small, thin guy in his mid 50's walks in. He quickly undresses and slides up on the bed, laying alongside the other two. I'm now trying to suck all three. Finally the first of these three guys tells me he wants to fuck me again. I get on my knees on the edge of the bed. He stands behind me and slides back up into me. He's an awesome fuck. He fucks for about 8 or 9 minutes before he plants a load in me. He keeps fucking me slowly. I can feel that he's still rock hard in my ass. Soon his pace picks up again and he puts a second load in me. He finally pulls out and the short, thin guy climbs off the bed and comes behind me. He slides his cock up into me in one, quick, thrust. This guy doesn't take long to empty his balls in my ass. My hole is now getting really sloppy with cum. The guys are commenting how slick and silky my hole is. While the thin guy was fucking me, the previous guy as climbed back on the bed. He's now sitting on the other guys dick, taking a ride on his buddies cock. I'm loving this scene as two of us are now enjoying cocks in our holes. Again, the door opens and closes and that familiar rush of cold air fills the room. In the darkness I can see a very, very tall, broad, muscular black guy in his late 20's/early 30's undressing. As he pulls his pants off, His hard cock comes bouncing up. Holy Fuck! He's hung! Not only hung, but it's really, really thick! And he is ROCK HARD! As soon as the thin guy has cum and begins to dress, I climb off the bed and drop to my knees in front of the black kid. His cock is so big and thick, I can't get much in my mouth. I suck on his cockhead and suck on his balls. Then, I say to him, "Fuck me". I climb back on the bed and put my ass up for him. He tries to push into me. Even though my ass is well lubed with cum, he's just too big and thick. "There's lube to your left", I tell him. As he's lubing up his cock and my ass, I'm sniffing poppers like crazy. I'm going to need the popper rush to loosen my hole enough to take his monster cock. Soon, he was pushing up into me. It was burning a bit. But, I wasn't going to slow or stop him. I wanted his bbc and his load. I literally had to keep the bottle of poppers at my nose for the first few minutes of his fuck. It really was hurting. But soon the pain began to ease and I was loving every thrust of his bbc. His cock was rubbing my prostate in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Soon the prostate friction was causing me to orgasm. "Oh, Fuck", I said as my cock exploded on the sheet below me. Having me cum, just by him fucking me, seemed to tip the scale on this black God. He began to shake in orgasm himself and emptied his balls in my ass. I milked his cock with my ass muscles. He hadn't said a word, but quickly dressed. I now realized the older, thin guy had been standing beside us. Watching in awe, as this hot, black guy was assaulting my ass. He also now left my room. The other two were still fucking on my bed. So, I got back on my laptop to check for messages. I also now got onto Grindr, Growlr, Scruff and Jack'D. Changing my profile on all those phone apps to state that I was in SLC taking raw loads. That seemed to pay off. I quickly got several more replies from guys on those apps that wanted to come seed me. The rest of the evening was a slow and steady stream of guys coming in to seed me. Several more black and latino guys. The older Mexican guy that had come about 7:20pm came back for a second fuck. He brought a buddy of his along to also plant a load in me. They took turns tagging me. The older Mexican guy put his second load in me. Then his younger buddy emptied his balls in me. By the time 11pm came, I had completely lost track of the number of loads I had taken. It had all become a blur. I'm guesstimating that by the time of 11pm, I had taken 9 to 12 loads in my ass and 2 in my mouth. But, I'm truly not sure? As I said, it had become quite a blur. The vast majority seemed to be DL Latino and black guys. Which is exactly what I had been hoping for at this location. I was just about to lock the door and go to bed, when the door opened again. In walked a tall, thin, gangly looking guy in his mid 50's. He had long gray hair, pulled back in a pony tale. An aging "Hippie". He was familiar. This guy is a horny, kinky fucker that has fucked me dozens of times over the years, when I've been up in SLC. But, I hadn't seen him in several years. The last I knew, he had moved away to Oregon. But, he was obviously back living in Utah again. He had always told me that he was bisexual. He always seemed to be in a different relationship with a woman. His relationships never seemed to last very long. He had told me that he would sometimes have 3ways with his girlfriends and his bi buddies. But some of his girlfriends had no idea of his m2m sexual activities. I remembered that he was very verbal. He loved to fuck raw. He loved group fucks and he loved watersports. In fact, he's the first guy to piss on me and make me drink his piss. He tended to be quite aggressive and dominant while fucking me. However, I also remember him telling me that he was very submissive in his relationships with women. Quite an interesting guy. I remember him telling some really wild stories of his yearly visit to 'Burning Man' and his week long sexual escapades there in the Nevada desert. Anyway, I was really happy to see this old fuck buddy of mine walking in. He took no time to dump his clothes. "How many loads do you have in you, bitch?" "I have no idea", I said? He kneels behind me and begins to lick my hole. "Mmmmm...... You do have a sloppy cunt, bitch!" He's licking and lapping away at my hole. Then he stands behind me and immediately slams into me. He fucks me hard and deep. Then leans down and licks my hole again. He keeps alternating between fucking me and eating cum from the other guys from my hole. "Who's been in this hole tonight, Dave? Who's cum am I feeling in your pussy?" I begin to describe some of the guys that have seeded me. He's particularly enjoying hearing about the black dick in me. That's really turning him on. Upon hearing about the young BBC that had made me cum while fucking me, tipped it for hippie guy. He now was filling my ass with his load. Once he had "cum and gone", I removed the duct tape from the door. Put the other lock on the door and slipped into bed. It was now nearly Midnight. I fell asleep immediately. Waking up the next morning with a huge wet spot on the motel sheets from the cum that had been dripping from me all night. I had no idea how a "Breed & Seed" would go in Salt Lake City. But it turned out to be one of my better attended events.

I have a husband and I totally get off on getting raw cocks on the side. Love it being risky and even on some very fun situations. Anyone else gets off on that? i caught my bf cheating before and it was a major turn on . I know he bred the other guy and we've done some pretty hot stuff together as well like going to the bathhouse.

well done cuntboi. I must admit it took me and my ex 6 months of talking before we embarked on my ultimate path to being a total cockpig and cumslut and I am so glad we did. I was always having difficulty controlling the absolute slut that I always knew was in me - and my ex knew I was a total slut waiting to happen. The more raw cock and seed I took - quite simply the more I wanted. I took hundreds of loads and still kept returning neg reports so we actually planned my conversion party and I spent one beautiful Saturday night taking load after hot load off five tops and my partner. I knew my life was goingt to change for the better - and it did - so in the ensuing years I have been blessed to be able to take thousands of raw cocks and thousands of raw loads and am so grateful for ewvery load I have been given

Younger here but with big desires! Hah. And pretty experienced. I'm a slutty smooth arsed bottom, hairy chest and legs. Love taking big dick hard and multiple times & can be as filthy as you like. Drop me a line if you're up for a fuck sometime. I'm sheffield based but can accom or travel.

don't know if this has been posted already since there's a ton of pages, but the gang fuck breedings of my sex idol Ryan Cummings that are on x-tube are super hot to watch. Great to see a guy so sexually driven by quantity of cock that he has a load counter to keep score. He is a true sexual Olympian and I strive to be like him.

My last load was entirely hands free. I was facefucked so hard in a basement here in berlin that I thought I was going to suffocate. a older, rather ugly man, but tall and wearing sun glases (a bit turn on) eyed me in the bar wher I was stopping on my way home. I went down into the basement hoping for some action, if nothing else then just watch somweone being fucked on the concrete floor. Noone was there but soon the daddy from the bar came down, he just made me kneel and whipped out a nice size hard cock and forced it down my throat. he grabbed my head and really started skullfucking me. I have never been so helpless, he was strong and smelt of sweat and oil. suddenly he just stiffened and I could feel his cum down my throat. He wiped his dick clean on my t-shirt and just left. I felt used and was happy. The bartender said he hoped I was 18 (I am), and siwhed me back soon.

Message me on bbrt... BBpigcub on there you sound like my type of horny bear!

Unfulfilled fantasy and no consequences....for me it's a todd up between being the bottom for the breeding pleasure of an entire military base or college sports team and just being able to travel the world and visit its sex clubs, sex resorts and baths so that I get to enjoy being bred multiple times everyday.

The frequency is only shortening because the number of PrEP users is growing so rapidly. There are now probably upward of 200,000 people on PrEP. Three seroconversions = 0.0015%. Since the estimated effectiveness was always 99% max, that's way better performance than anyone expected. This isn't "winter," it's the small margin of error that's to be expected of a highly successful intervention that is -- like everything in life -- not 100%. I choose not to take PrEP, for reasons others here have shared, but I fully support those who do, and I'm tired of the constant gloom and doom about its effectiveness.

After a great start in January, this month (Feb) was disappointing but I am still way ahead of where I have been at this point in previous years. March started good, took my first one this AM! February Load Totals +Anal Loads Taken = 19 +Oral Loads Taken = 3 Total for Feb = 22 Yearly Totals +Anal Loads Taken = 65 +Oral Loads Taken = 7 Total for 2017 = 72

Sorry, but I work in health care and I don't care what he claims: The fact he used a pile of recreational drugs, including one that involve the word "injected" takes this off my list of credible PrEP failure.

Part 4 Just after guy #4 left, there was a knock at the door. I let our newest fucker in. He was a beefy, older guy, looking to be in his mid 60s. As he stripped, you could tell he worked out a lot. He definitely took care of himself. He had a very thick cock that was getting hard quickly. He introduced himself as Travis. “I was happy to see the ad you posted,” he said. “I haven’t been to an anonymous cumdump in weeks.” “Well then this is your lucky night,” I replied. “He’s ready for his next poz load.” “I’ll go you one better than that,” Travis informed me. “My viral load is really high and I’m not on meds.” He grinned at me and I grinned back. “If that’s the case, then I need to do one thing before you tear into him.” I retrieved the toothbrush I’d used on Aaron’s asshole at the start of the night. “It’s time we did this again and we want to make sure he’s good and ready for you. Would you care to do the honors?” “Fuck yeah; it’s been even longer since I’ve fucked a hole that was good and bloody.” He took the bloody toothbrush from me and walked to the bed. Aaron was still lying on his back, but Travis had him get on his hands and knees. He put the tip of the brush up to the used pussy lips and pushed it in. “How many loads do you have in you?” He asked. “Five so far,” Aaron replied. “You’ll make six.” “Fuck yeah, a true poz cumdump!” he said as he brushed the inside of the well fucked hole. Travis moved the brush in and out, at all angles, making sure the cum that was already inside could do its job. “Chances are you’re probably poz by now, but this will make sure.” He finally pulled the toothbrush out of Aaron’s cunt, looking with satisfaction at the red tint of the bristles. He quickly ran the brush on the outside of the asshole a few times, making Aaron wince. He then licked the toothbrush and sucked on the bristles. “Push a little of the cum out for me,” Travis ordered. Aaron complied and Travis caught the pink and red cum in his hand. He used it to lube up his throbbing hard cock. “This might sting a little.” “Go for it,” Aaron told him. He put the leaking cockhead smeared with bloody cum up to the slightly bleeding asslips and slowly shoved the head in. “GODDAMN, that DOES sting!!!” Aaron cried out. “Yeah, you’ll be a little tender for the rest of the night,” Travis commented. I went over to stand by the beefy, older top so I could get a better view. His thick cock had the used cunt stretched out already with just the head and a couple of inches in. His cock sank in slowly, inch after inch, until he was all the way in. “FUCK you’re thick,” Aaron exclaimed. “And fucking your hole is like sinking into warm butter,” Travis replied. He pulled his cock all the way out and I could see spots of red cum on the shaft. He slid all the way back in, faster than the first time. “YES!!!” Aaron moaned, even though there was a grimace on his face. I could see he was pushing back, too. I started running my hands around the top’s chest, playing with his nipples. “Oh yeah, play with those nips!” Travis told me. I got behind him so I could get at them better and started really working them. This caused him to start pounding that cum filled pussy hard. I also started kissing the back of his neck. He turned his head sideways and kissed me deep, our tongues battling. I continued to pinch and play with his sensitive nipples and he pounded on and on, deeper into that cum filled ass. He broke loose from the kiss and pulled out again. “Turn over on your back,” the muscle stud directed you. “I want to see your face when you receive my gift.” Aaron flipped over on his back and he immediately shoved back in. He rested the feet on his shoulders and went back to pounding. I started running my hands all over his chest, zeroing in again on his nipples. I could tell doing this made him go crazy by the way he was fucking. “Mmmmmmm, yeah, you’re turning me on so much, doing that.” He told me. “You’re gonna make me shoot my poz load in him soon.” There was a knock at the door and I regretfully removed my hands so I could open the door. It was 2 separate guys I’d been emailing with about tonight, Bill and Jason. They happened to get here at the same time. Bill was shorter with a stocky build and a very thick cock and Jason was about my height with a thick full beard and if I remembered correctly, had a thick PA on his nice sized cock. I let them both in and after seeing the action on the bed, they immediately stripped. I went back to what I was doing and Bill and Jason joined us on the bed. Bill offered his hard cock to Aaron who opened his mouth wide. He started sucking on the uncut cock, obviously loving it. Jason took Aaron’s cock and started licking up and down the shaft, paying special attention to the head. Travis was slamming his thick cock in and out as fast as he could, once again getting close from my renewed attention to his nipples. “Goddamn, I’m getting so close!” he growled. “Between him working my nipples and your used cunt working my cock, I’m not going to last much longer.” “Give him that high viral load charged cum, stud,” I told him. “Fill him up.” “Uhn, Yeah, FUCK, TAKE IT!!!” he yelled as he slammed in one last time and held still, his bull cock unloading, filling Aaron up yet again. Aaron took Bill’s cock out of his mouth saying, “YES, FUCK YES, give me every drop!”. He then pulled Jason’s mouth off his cock, telling him, “I don’t want to cum yet.” “Not a problem,” he replied, eyeing the huge cock that was being pulled from the used asshole. He scooted down to the end of the bed to clean off the slimy cock, not caring that some of the cum was bloody. Bill had put his cock back in Aaron’s mouth, saying “get me good and hard because I’m going in next.” He used all of his formidable cocksucking skills to do just that. As Jason finished cleaning off Travis’ cock and he went to get dressed, Bill took his place at the end of the bed. His cock wasn’t quite as thick as the last one, but it was close. It was wet with spit and there was cum running out of Aaron’s hole, so he didn’t have to worry about lube. He leaned in and kissed Aaron on the lips and said, “I’m going to enjoy this. And so are you.” He then rubbed his uncut cock up and down the wide open hole, getting cum on it, and proceeded to start fucking it in. He slid in easily and started a good steady rhythm, plowing the used hole. Jason then took Bill’s place and gave Aaron his PA and cock to suck on. He didn’t even gag as the PA went in to his throat. After letting Travis out, I returned to watch the 2 men use my boyfriend. I relished being able to watch this, thinking of all the times we would relive tonight’s experiences, making ourselves horny over and over. It was that thought which gave me an idea. I went up to Bill and whispered in his ear. He smiled and nodded. I then did the same to Jason and he grinned wide and also nodded. They both pulled their cocks out and I suggested, “Let’s try something different. Jason, why don’t you lie on your back and let’s have Aaron sit on your cock.” “Sounds good to me,” Jason replied. Aaron was so worked up from all the activity that he didn’t notice the smiles on all of our faces. He straddled Jason and worked his big PA and cock up in his cum filled hole. He sat all the way down on it and started riding him. Bill got some lube and started jacking his cock, getting it good and wet and staying hard. I got on the bed next to Aaron and Jason and started kissing my lover passionately. “Mmmmmmm, fuck yes,” Aaron moaned in between deep kisses. I could tell he was getting more and more worked up. I reached down and started playing with his cock and gradually moved my hand down to where he was riding Jason’s cock. I loved many things about Aaron, but one of the things I loved most was his asshole. We played so much and so often that his asslips kept that used look. And with as much activity as he’d had already tonight, I was pretty sure he was on the loose side by now. Bill poured some lube on my fingers and I started pushing a finger in Aaron’s ass, along with Jason’s cock. He didn’t notice at first, then when I put a second finger in, his eyes popped open. “Ohhhhhhhh,” he moaned, “YESSSSSSS!” At that point, I went back to making out with my lover and Bill took over fingering and stretching out Aaron’s already loose pussy. Once he got four fingers in alongside Jason’s cock, he knew he was ready for more of his thick member. Aaron held still with Jason’s cock buried in him, still making out with me. Bill got up close between their legs and started pushing his thick cock slowly in the already full hole. Aaron moaned loudly in my mouth, grunting a few times, but never tried to stop him. The thickest part of the cock started being forced in and he grunted even louder. I broke our kiss, looking him in the eyes, “You ok Babe?” Aaron winced visibly, but nodded his head. “I want it, I want them both.” he told me. As the last of Bill’s thick fuck stick was forced in, I went back to making out with the love of my life as both men started fucking him together. I knew they were getting off on both of their poz cocks rubbing together as they fucked and tore up the hole they were in. They picked up speed and fucked him together like they’d done it before. It was the hottest fucking thing we’d ever done. Not only did he have the second thickest cock he’d had all night in him, but he also had a good sized cock with a big PA pounding him. “Fuck yeah, take our cocks!” “Ride our poz deathsticks!” “Get ready for a double dose of poison!” they both said as they pounded him mercilessly. I could tell they were getting close from the grunting and cussing. “Goddamn, I’m about to cum,” Bill said. “Me too, so close,” Jason replied. “YES YES YES, FUCKING TAKE IT!!!” “CUMMING IN YOUR USED PUSSY, FILLING YOU UP EVEN MORE!!” they both yelled out as they blasted his insides with even more poz cum. They both slammed home and held their throbbing cocks still as they spurted over and over. I held Aaron tight never loving him more than in that moment. Part 5 cumming soon………

I have a had a few guys meet me for one-on-one that have freaked when they have found out that i have a partner count well into the thousands, and i indulge in frequent group settings and the like. Most, though are stoked to find a horndog muscle ass like mine they can power plow and add to the use it gets. I am totally proud to be called a Slut and find nothing degrading about it; it is the title of a true olympic level sexual athlete. Love taking multiple guys and having a sloppy leaking jockunt that gets even more use from guys who reach back and feel my well used hole and then slide in to add their own nut juice to the mix. I am equally proud to have escorted when i was in school so I can wear the Slut and Whore badges with the pride a male should when it comes to sexual prowess and excess pleasure and use.

Add that to the list of Xtube flaws

Trying to figure out which bathhouse/sex club(s) to visit while in Ft. Lauderdale next week. Mainly looking for a low attitude thing where people are there to fuck - not to judge or pose. I'm a bottom and will take any load. Mainly looking for a place where I can walk out with a double-digit load count (and hopefully some are poz). I hear good things about slammers so far, but would also be cool to stop by a clothing optional resort where I had a good chance of getting fucked a lot.

Fuck yeah!! Bring em on!

Vegas Cumunion Jan 21 Another trip to Vegas and another night at Hawks for CumUnion. I arrived fairly early this night because you never know how the crowd will be for this event and it can be a pain in the ass waiting to get in. Once inside it was already crowded and the numbers were climbing fast. I grabbed my towel and locker key and proceeded to get naked and lubed my hole, asking the counter worker if he would do me a favor and put the words CUM DUMP on my ass cheeks so all would know my intent. I did my normal drive by of all areas to see where the most action was and then proceeded back to my locker to grab a fresh bottle of poppers ( Black Rush). Then, strolling back to the dark room, I took my typical position bent over a bench waiting for the first taker. Within minutes my ass was getting rubbed and fingered by many and then the first cock took position and drove immediately balls deep. He was average size and a perfect way to start the night, pumping my ass for five or so minutes, only then to move along. As he moved off, another guy took his place. The second guy was definitely bigger than the first, but his technique of fucking ass was my fave: all the way out and then all the way back in. This drives me crazy and my cock started pushing cum out like a toaster. He worked my hole about the same amount of time as last guy but again, didn't want to shoot. By now the bench was lined was lined up with four to five other guys bent over and room was packed. I did not want to compete so I moved along to another dark room situated in the front of building. This room is much smaller than the other dark room, and when the room is packed, the body heat that emanates from the small room can be over whelming. I walked and went immediately to front of room where bench was located and once again took my position. Within seconds a tongue was deep in my ass, working my lips like a vacuum. Now, being rimmed and being fucked are my two favorite activities, and this guy was doing an excellent job at the rimming portion. By now I was hitting my poppers heavily, and my head was spinning when all the sudden he moved away and I felt a pair of large hands grab my hips. I had seen a very tall black gentleman walking around and saw his silhouette in the other as I was walking out but I wondered of this was him. The next thing I know is that I felt this very large cock head probing my entrance and I knew this was not going to be easy, I took one very large hit poppers and then he penetrated me all the way. I was on full tippy toes as he sank his meat into meat into me and I thought it would never fit. He had to be on the ten plus scale and he hit the second door immediately. I had to pull off because and recuperate for a few seconds and then he went right back in, working my hole furiously for over ten minutes. Very quickly I found myself weak in the knees, but I was fortunate in that the top's pace accelerated, his cock swelled to even more impressive dimensions, he gripped my hips and sunk in balls-deep, grunting and spasming while he shot his seed. He stayed in my ass for a good two minutes after shooting and never went limp, he then started long deep strokes and like I said earlier I was pushing cum out like a water fountain. Finally after what seemed forever he pulled out and walked away. As he pulled out my hole was stretched and cum was running down my leg. Immediately another guy took his place, churning the baby batter and, within a few merciful minutes, adding his own. As he withdrew, the smell of cum was pungent. Within seconds, another cock filled the void, and also loaded my hole. This scene played out for about three hours that night, as I made my hole available in one room or another, awaiting cock. Out of all my trips to Vegas this one tops the scale. I will definitely be heading to Hawks again in August when I get back in town.

I would absolutely love it if a guy told me he started letting poz guys breed him because of my stories

CHAPTER 7: The Sex Party - Part 4 Chris is holding onto me tightly, with that poz cock of his, still hard … and still inside me. I love taking his cum so much. I can’t believe Chris stopped taking his meds. It’s like something new has opened between us. My heart is racing a bit knowing he probably just infected me, assuming it hasn’t happened already tonight. I like this, but there’s still sex going on and I realize Alec is still being fucked right in front of us. I shift my body to make out with Alec while his ass is being reamed. “Uhhhhhhhhh …. Uhhhhhhhhh”, our kiss breaks with a few grunts from Alec, “cuuuuuuuuuuuu …. uhhhhhhhh”, he grunts, and I realize he’s cumming just from being fucked – I love that. I look at the top above him and it’s pretty clear that Alec’s hole has a death grip on the guy’s cock. It also seems like Alec is about to take a huge load – I hope Alec is getting what he wants. Alec’s eyes are still closed, but a worn smile comes over his face, “Uhhhhhhhh… uhhhhhhh… fuck……..” and in that instant I know the top’s grunts mean he is breeding that ass. I kiss Alec one more time and a bit of sweat drips down his forehead. I’m not sure what I enjoy more, taking poz cum, or watching an intense breeding. I whisper in Alec’s ear, “He’s poz dude” and he lifts his head a bit so we can make out one more time. I’m enjoying this afterglow, but seeing the intense orgasm from Alec, and the top fucking him, has me horny and I need to take another load. I squeeze down on Chris’ cock, but he’s softening up and he pops out. We finally break apart and Chris helps me stand up. “That was so fucking hot”, he says, before kissing me. I just look at him, smiling, in total agreement. “Hearing you beg for me to cum like that … and, knowing, … “, his voice trails off. We’re looking into each other’s eyes, I simply nod and he finishes, “… I might infect you now.” I kiss him again, “I think I dumped a gallon inside you Kevin”. We kiss one more time, this time I break the kiss, “I’ve made peace with this Chris, … I’m ok with … “, I pause for only a moment and he completes my words, “Being positive?”. I nod again, a silent affirmation. “I got that”, he says, this time he’s smiling at me and I feel closer to him now than I ever have. Chris and I decide to walk around for a bit, to see how Mike is doing, and watch the others. We move closer to the fuck benches to watch Mike and Jacob, both of them still taking poz cock. It’s been a couple of hours since Mike and I got here. I can’t believe they are still bent over the fuck benches taking cock like that. “How many tops are here?”, I wonder. I have no idea how they can keep going like this, but Chris will tell me later that our hunky party organizer is giving them short breaks when needed. Chris also tells me how the fuck benches are setup perfectly for breeding so that the top and bottom are comfortable and how there’s a large enough hole for the bottom’s cock and balls to slide through so he can even piss without even being let up. Being naturally curious, those words get the best of me. “Where? … How?”, Chris can see I’m confused and he grins … “There’s a large pan under the fuck bench but if you move it there’s also enough room for … “, he pauses, “… for a thirsty bottom, or top … “, and he grins, “… to get under there and drink from the tap. He smiles devilishly. Mike and I swallow and play with our piss now and again – suddenly I want to try and do this. “So how does one…. “, Chris laughs a little, “The guys are given drinks during breaks and when they request them … then whichever of them needs to piss, they just snaps his fingers a few times”. He can see I’m not quite getting it, “Unless someone stops them, they can just let it go – it goes in the pan”, “Stops them?”, “Basically”. Maybe it’s me, but when Chris talks about anything sexual his voice gets a bit more sultry, and I get instantly horned, this is no different – I really want to try this now. Chris can see from the grin on my face I’m sold. We move closer to Mike and Jacob, it’s so funny to be so close to them, yet they have no idea we’re right there hovering over them … watching. This isn’t a quick process though, we watch for more than 15 or 20 minutes when I hear it … Jacob snaps his fingers repeatedly. I look at Chris, he knows I want this, he nods at me to go for it. I put a hand on Jacob’s shoulder and I hear Chris pipe up, “Wait”, he says. Chris points under the bench and I move the piss pan and crawl under Jacob’s bench. I honestly want Mike’s piss but right now it looks like I’m getting Jacob’s. I hadn’t noticed it but the top stopped fucking while all of this is going on. I look over at Chris again and he’s just smiling at me. Under the bench my mouth is nearly perfectly aligned under Jacob’s soft leaking cock; I can reach out and touch the tip with my tongue. I hear Chris, “Go for it”. There is barely enough room under this bench for me, “Good thing I’m not claustrophobic”, I think. I hear Jacob grunt a little, then there’s a spurt and Jacob’s piss starts to flow into my open mouth before going everywhere. My mind is reeling and I attempt to swallow but his piss is coming out so violently I can’t keep up – I’m going to be soaked. I can taste his piss, feel it on my face, in my hair and it’s going all over me, but I’m loving it. “I want Mike’s, too”, I think. Jacob’s piss tastes so good, I love drinking from his cock. I’m doing my best to keep up with him and swallow it all down but every time I close my mouth, a huge splash of piss goes everywhere. By the time his bladder is empty piss will be everywhere, I’m sure of it. Finally, that lovely golden fluid starts to ease up and I know he’s almost empty, … I hear him snap his fingers again and I feel the top resume fucking him. Jacob’s cock pops out of my mouth as I try to lick up the last bits of his flow. I feel Chris grabbing my arm and helping me out from under the bench, and then he pushes the pan back into place. I’m soaking wet and smell like Jacob’s piss, Chris kisses me, “You smell good … ”, the he licks up some of the piss from my chest. I smile and look around noticing that a couple of guys are using towels to get up the mess. Chris kisses me, “…you might want a shower now …”, but before he can finish that thought, I interrupt him, “… and another load of poz cum in my ass”. Chris just looks at me with eyes that say “dirty fucker”, but we both know it’s true. I need it. “Go shower and then find me … I’ll be around here”, he says. He notices my confusion and points. I walk into the shower room and it’s becoming clear just how large this party space is, there are 12 shower heads in a gang arrangement with bathroom facilities separated by a wall. Steven, the only other bottom here wearing a cock cage, is being fucked under one of the shower heads. I can hear the clank of metal from his cage. There are a few other guys in here rinsing off too including the party host, Mark and that hot English guy Trevor. It looks like they’ve taken off any leather accessories and now I can get a good look at their bodies. I squeeze in between our host and Trevor, “Is there enough room for me?”, knowing full well there are at least 8 other shower heads no one is using. The guys let me in under the water to rinse off the piss and almost immediately I feel hands. There isn’t a lot of talking just these three guys touching and feeling my body and I can feel a large cock in the crack of my ass. I barely get rinsed when I feel them leading me over to some towels and then 6 hands are drying my body off and I see each of them quickly drying themselves off. “Where …”, I start to ask and Trevor puts a finger over my mouth, “Got this mate”. I just let them lead me. We move back into the party area and the guys move me to a large mat and almost immediately I’m on my back, legs up. “Uhhhhhhhhhhh……..uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh………….FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! “, I hear a voice almost shouting, and what is obviously an intense orgasm, and snap my head over to see a guy pressed balls deep into Mike. In my moment of distraction, I feel hands, and my legs are bending. I move my head back to find our party host up against me, and his lubed cock sliding balls deep into me. “Ahhhhhhhh fuck yea … Mike was right … fuck yea … nice tight neg hole you got there”, I smile, “Mike talked about my hole?”, I think. The host slides in and out of me starting with a steady rhythm and the other guys are touching the both of us, encouraging him as he fucks me. “Fuck yea … take it boy … take it the way Mike is taking it”, he grunts. “Fuck me… ahhhhh…. Ahhhh, fuck me, fucking give it to me”, I hear Trevor, “yeah mate … poz”, he says softly. The host doesn’t respond but continues to grunt as he fucks me. I moan so he knows I love it, and then push back on his cock. His poz cock feels so good in me and I know that if one of these guys doesn’t infect me that Chris is now off meds – it will happen to both me and Mike. I feel his cock going in and out, in and out and then he pulls out almost to the tip. I’m lost in our sex when I realize the fucking stopped, I look up, and with that he rams his cock deep into my hungry ass. "Oh God, yes! That's exactly what I need, raw, hard poz cock! Fuck me!”, the words are just bubbling out, “Fuck me hard. Poz my ass. Make me feel that big fucking poz dick ramming up into my guts!" The host pulls completely out and I give him a quizzical look when I feel Trevor take his place, “Fuck yea mate … fuckin’ love that ass”, and he starts a quick, steady fucking motion without missing a beat. This goes on for a bit when Mark swaps out with Trevor and my first poz cock of the night is in me again, “Fuck yea … so good, fucking love that cock”, I say trying to encourage him to cum. These guys are interested in edging though and they keep swapping out, one after the other, taking turns ramming their poles up my tight hole, with me urging them on with pleas for "more poz cock" – "harder" – "faster" – "deeper." After, what must be fifteen or twenty minutes, Trevor yells, "’bout to cum mate … ‘bout to give you another poz load … “, he softly grunts and groans, “… you know I’m med-resistant, right?", he asks almost innocently. Then he begins power fucking in and out, round and round, as hard as he can into my spasming rectum. I didn’t realize he’s med-resistant, I start to ask, “Truvada, right?”, but then think, “Or does he mean all meds”? Before I can think, much less ask, I feel that hot pierced cock of his spasming in my ass, “Oh fuck … Oh fuck”, the only words out of my mouth. “FUCK YES! … Fucking poz my hole”, I can hear the host and Mark both encouraging Trevor as he dumps another load into me. It kind of worries me, “med-resistant”, but I already have his spunk inside me, “Can’t change that now?”, I think. The guys swap places again and the host is in me once more, “Fucking fill me up … fucking give it to me”, I decide to see how much I can work it, he grunts, “Get in there deep and give me more”. After several minutes of hard fucking the host pulls out and Mark immediately takes his place with his thick hard cock, pounding deep into my squishy guts. I can feel Trevor's poz load coating Mark’s cock as he rams up as far as he could get it and fucks me with short power strokes just pulling his cock out of my ass a couple of inches with each stroke before ramming it back in as far as it will go. I’m moaning constantly now, in ecstasy, as he pummels my well used hole again and again. They swap a couple of more times and when Mark finally begins to shoot his load, I just let out a screaming moan, "Ohhhh! Godddd! Yeeees!" as I feel him adding another dirty load of cum to my ass. Mark moves and I know the host is about to start fucking me again. Instead, as he’s standing over me, he says, “Come up here boy”, and I sit up looking directly up at him. He uses his left hand on my head to hold it in place and the thumb of his right hand to play with my lips. "This what you want, slut? Is this the poz cock you want breeding you?", I nod, "Yes! Oh yes!", moaning, delirious with desire for that fuck stick in me. He keeps using his thumb in my mouth to show me my place, "Get it ready, slut! Slurp it down and show me you can take it," he orders. He steps a little forward, and in the first oral sex of the night, pushes his huge pole into my open mouth. I do my best to press forward, taking inch by inch of his monster into my mouth. He lets me orally service him for only a few minutes, “Time to get back in that ass slut, this party is about breeding you neg fuckers”, and with a rude pop his cock from my mouth. I didn’t quite get it when we got here, but now it’s clear, the goal isn’t just for the guys on the fuck benches to leave here infected with HIV; the goal is for every bottom to leave here infected with HIV. I feel like I’ve made that my goal, but I almost though it was my hormones. I need to be sure our host knows I’m good with any outcome of tonight’s fun. “Turn around boy … all fours”, the host says and I comply without so much as a word. I can feel him running the slimy head of his cock up and down my crack for a moment, lining that poz dick against my well-used, slimy pucker and slowly forcing his way in. There’s only slight resistance from my sphincter, and it quickly gives up and allows him to get that huge pole into my entrance. I think our host knows how big his cock is and likes teasing me a bit with it. He slides slowly but surely into my tight, hot, slimy hole until he bottoms out, my ass pulled hard up against his pelvis. “FUCK that feels so good”, I say. He rotates his hips as his cock stirs around inside of all the cum that’s flowed into me tonight, then I feel him pull partially out before pushing back up into my colon. He’s obviously an experienced top and he quickly sets up a fuck rhythm, half way out, then all the way in. I do my best to squeeze down on the in strokes so he can feel my ass muscles massaging his meat as he uses my hole. We go like this several minutes when I hear the grunts and moans that indicate an orgasm is approaching. I can feel his nut sac pulling up and his cock getting harder. He slows down for a second, then pushes in hard and holds it deep up in my hot hole – he’s edging, trying to hold off just a little while longer. I want that big load though and I want it now, “Fuck me man … Fucking give hot poz load! Fucking infect me!”. He tries again, slow, then a thrust but that, and I think my words, drive him over the edge. “FUCKKKKKKKK…. “, he’s grunting and groaning and pressed balls deep inside me – I know I’m being bred again. This time as he’s cumming I can actually feel the cum rising up and moving up his urethra until it’s shooting up and out, dumping into the already overloaded confines of my guts, mixing with all the other HIV+ cum already deposited there over the course of the evening. The host pulls me up close to him and kisses my neck, “That was hot”, and Mark and Trevor step around in front of me and both kiss me. I’m in heaven.

5. Seth At the sound of the stranger's voice, I froze. Not that it made a big difference. With Jon's hands wrapped around my waist and JP's hand on the back of my head, I wasn't moving much anyway. I had been lost in the world of pure pleasure, unconcerned with mundane topics like societal norms. But the stranger reminded me of my position; kneeling down on all fours, as one man had his cock buried in my ass and another man had his dick deep in my throat. "Relax," Jon said. It was amazing how connected I felt with him. Of course, that was how it should be; his dick was deep inside of me. But every other time I had been fucked, there was a condom between me and the other man. It took actually barebacking to realize how much that thin layer of rubber actually cut me off from my partner. "It's just Cal." Jon had told me about Cal. He was the third person in his relationship. I didn't fully understand it, but I accepted it. I knew that Cal was a lot younger than Jon or JP; Jon called him their boy. I was a bit jealous of Cal. He would get fucked by Jon and JP almost every day, and sometimes, he even fucked the two older studs. He had sent me pictures of him; he was tall and thin, with jet black hair and a smooth, hairless body. His dick was nice. It stuck up from a patch of dark hair, curved slightly to one side, and was about seven inches long although nicely thick. "We're in the bedroom," JP called out. He turned his attention to me. "No reason for you to stop yet," he continued, and guided me back to a steady rhythm of nursing on his shaft. "He'll be another raw dick for your collection. You ready for that?" I nodded as best I could his JP's cock deep in my throat. I was no longer quite as scared as when I first heard his voice. Jon had made it clear that Cal was part of the barebacker's club, and was looking forward to my initiation. Jon hadn't mentioned HIV, but it didn't matter. I was on PrEP, and with the first pill I had swallowed, all those fears about disease and illness had melted away. "I see you guys have already gotten started," Cal said. I tried my best to turn to see him, but JP held me in place and I just saw an outline out of the corner of my eyes. "Why don't you get naked and join us?" Jon said. "Seth's a hungry boy, and the old men aren't going to be able to fill his holes without some help." As Cal walked to the bed, he shed his clothes. He kicked off his shoes, then his tie, then the shirt and pants. Under the pants, he was wearing a white jock strap. It was hot to think of him at the office, his hole so exposed and ready. "You must be Seth," he said, as he crawled onto the bed with the three of us. JP was still holding my head in place. "Eahhh, I ahh," I said, as best I could with JP's cock in my mouth. "Don't worry. You've got more important things to do than talk. Make my man happy." I blushed. I didn't like my first interaction with Cal to be while I was getting spit-roasted between his lovers. He was hot; I wanted to be more than just a plaything to him. "How was your day?" JP asked. "Good. Phil called me into his office again. He was going to see his wife's parents this weekend" "And?" "He's headed there with his balls drained." "Good boy," Jon said. "That what I think it is?" Cal said. "Yeah," Jon replied. "You should catch up." Cal crawled to the edge of the bed. I couldn't see what he was doing, but I heard the flick of the lighter, and the unmistakable scent of the weed. Cal did a big hit from the pipe, and held it. "Me," Jon said, and Cal leaned in to shotgun the hit to Jon. Jon paused his fucking for a moment as the two men made out. As he kissed his boy, his dick twitched, and dribbled some pre-cum into my hole. As it got absorbed, images of a younger Cal getting fucked by Jon and JP flashed through my head. In my stoned, sexualized state, I couldn't explain how I had learned these things, other than the power of bareback sex. "My turn," JP said, as the two men broke off their kiss and exhaled the hit. "Of course," Cal said. He moved over to JP, his crotch now right in my field of view. His dick was straining against the white fabric of his jockstrap; it wouldn't be long before the jockstrap disappeared, and his shaft disappeared into me. Once more, there was the flick of the torch, the scent of the weed, and two men kissing. Like Jon, JP's cock twitched and leaked more of the salty pre-cum. This time, the image that flicked through my head was of a much younger JP slowly convincing Jon of the pleasures of pure, raw, male sex. "Nice," Jon said. "Let's not forget the guest of honor here." "Of course not," Cal said. "JP?" "I guess," he said. "But damn, it feels so good." "Plenty of time," Jon said. JP let go of my head and slowly pulled his cock out of my throat. It was not a quick yank; it took a few moments for the full length of his shaft to emerge from my mouth. Even though he was pulling it out, it reminded me even more of my submissive role that evening. "Fuck, that's nice. Got you all wet," Jon said. JP was momentarily silent. Cal stepped in, pulling me up to face him. "Hi," he said. "I'm Cal." He was smiling, his brown eyes looking me over. I felt even more naked and exposed than before. "Seth," I said. "It's great to finally meet you in the flesh. Jon has told me so much about you." He turned his attention to Jon, who was still right behind me, his cock deep in my hole. "How is he? As good as you thought?" "Exquisite," Jon said. "Tight. Hot. Welcoming. I want to breed him, but I never want to pull out." I blushed again. I wasn't used to being talked about as just a sexual object. "I can't wait," Cal said. "But first, something to set the mood." He placed the pipe in his mouth, and took a long drag from it. When he was done, a small wisp of smoke escaped from his mouth. He was so clean-cut, so young and innocent, he made it all seem so harmless. And it was. It was hardly the first time I had gotten stoned, nor the first time I had gotten fucked. The only difference was that it was the first time without a condom. But I didn't have to worry. I was an even more powerful drug and it was protecting me. "Now you," Cal continued. He grabbed my cheek, and pressed his lips against mine. As he exhaled, I inhaled, and the hit of pot was exchanged between the two of us. The shot gun quickly devolved into a kiss, and I let his tongue explore my mouth. "I can taste JP's pre-cum," he said. "So hot." He kissed me a while longer. "Do you want to taste my pre-cum too?" I nodded, still holding the hit. I wanted to know everything about these men, what they looked like naked, how their cocks felt inside me, what their pre-cum tasted like, and most of all, how their loads felt in my ass. My own dick twitched a bit, thinking about Jon cumming inside of me, and a bead of pre-cum dripped out. "I think he likes the idea," JP said, noticing the pre-cum. He reached down and scooped it off with a finger, then licked it clean. "He tastes pretty good himself. Like you used to taste." "Better get completely naked," Jon said. I couldn't hold it any longer, and exhaled the hit. "And I want another hit." Cal handed the pipe and torch over my shoulder to Jon, then pulled off his jockstrap. His movements were spare and simple; where I would have fumbled, he pulled his jock out and over, freeing his cock. It sprang out, already hard and eager for some play. "Want a taste?" he asked me. "Please," I said, trying to keep my attention focused on his face and not stare at the beautiful shaft swinging below us. "You know. I'm poz. Just like Jon and JP." Although Jon had told me that all of them were poz, it hadn't registered that Cal was too. Jon and JP were older men, men that I expected had gotten infected, men that might not have known. But Cal was almost my age, and he had the disease I feared so much. "It was a few years ago. Before there were the options you have. The freedom you have." A bit of mental math, little more than subtraction was all I could do in my stoned, sexualized state, suggested that it was these two men who had infected him. Somehow, it became very important that these men were positive. I needed to show myself that it didn't matter any more. That I could have sex with whomever I wanted, and have sex the way I wanted. "I know. It doesn't matter," I said. Behind me, Jon pressed his dick back into me. "For my first time, I want it to be men like you. To show myself it doesn't matter." "That's a good attitude to have," Cal said. Behind me, Jon exhaled his hit. "You ready for your first raw load?" Cal kissed me again. "Ready for your first poz load?" he asked me. "I want it," I said. A week ago, I would have been shaking in fear, wondering if I was signing my own death warrant. But today, it was different. I was shaking, but it was from pleasure. Jon's cock was hard and stiff, deep inside my body, and ready to explode. But I didn't care. There were powerful drugs keeping me safe and letting me focus on the pleasure. "Breed me," I said. "Breed me," I repeated. My cock throbbed at those two simple words. I had dreamt of saying them, shot my load thinking about them, and wondered if I would ever be able to say them. But today, this evening it was real. "Breed me, Jon. Shoot your load in my ass." Jon's cock was slamming into me; without bracing myself against Cal, he would have been pushing me around the bed. With each forceful stroke, his dick got even harder and dribbled a bit of pre-cum into me. "Give it to me," I grunted, between his strokes. "I want your load." "Oh hell yes," Jon said. "So fucking close here." "Give it to him," JP said. "Breed the boy. Mark him with your cum." "He's gonna shoot in you," Cal whispered. He licked my ear, and it sent shivers down my body. "Fill you with his cum. His poz cum. And you're going to love it." "Please," I moaned again. "Fuck me. Shoot your load in me. Breed me." "OH FUCK," Jon grunted. He slammed his cock into me one last time, and held it there. In the moment, time slowed down and every sensation got magnified. Jon's dick stopped deep in me, then pulled out a fraction of an inch, creating a tiny void in my body. Then a wave shot down the full length of his cock, starting at my asshole, then in my ass, and ending at his cockhead. The wave exploded into me. "OH FUCK," Jon yelled. He had just shot his first volley of cum into me. He had bred me. I had just gotten bred. It was no longer abstract. It was real. It was as real as the hot load of cum getting absorbed into my body. Years of jerk-off fantasies had just come true. "TAKE IT," Jon grunted again, pulling out, slamming back in, and another spurt of semen landed in my body. I realized I was trembling out of a combination of pleasure and relief. I was now officially a barebacker. I had taken a load from another man. I had even taken a poz load. There would be no going back now. There was no way I could imagine having sex with a rubber, as either a top or a bottom. "It's ok," Cal said. He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close. My heart was pounding against his chest. "I know what it's like. I remember the first time I took a load. It's ok." He ran his hand through my hair, and gave me a kiss. "It's ok." Jon shoved his dick into me a few more times, each stroke punctuated with a spurt of cum. "Good man," JP said, and gave Jon a kiss. "He needed that. And he needed you to do it." "Fuck," Jon gasped. His cock was still hard and deep inside me as the last few drops of his cum leaked out. "You're officially a barebacker now." "Thank you," I said. Jon collapsed on top of me. He was sweaty and hot, and the hair on his chest rubbed against my back. It felt so amazing. His cock was still inside of me and the last few drops of semen were dripping out and into me. It was hard to imagine a better way to lose my bareback virginity. "My pleasure. Thank you for taking my load," Jon said. "Yeah, yeah," JP said. "Hurry up with the aftercare. There's plenty of time to cuddle later. It's my turn to breed that hole." I might have just popped my bareback cherry, but Jon's load was only the beginning of what I would get over the next few days. "Give me a second," Jon said. He lifted himself off of my body, and slowly started to pull his cock out of me. "Don't want any of it to leak out." Cal gave me another kiss. "You ok?" he asked. "Ready for another load?" "Of course," I said. "I feel empty now." "Won't be for long," Cal said. "Jean-Paul has a big one. And he knows how to use it." "Think he needs any lube?" JP asked. "It's a big load up there, but it never hurts," Jon said. "Besides, this is a marathon, not a sprint. Can't let him get worked over too soon." "Good call," JP said. Jon's dick slipped out of my hole with a wet pop. It still seemed barely believable that the older stud had just fucked me. It seemed even less believable that I was going to get fucked by two more hot, hung men. Even better, they, like me, were barebackers. One of the two men dribbled a bit of lube on my hole. The cool liquid felt good, although it was a pale comparison with how a man's cock felt. "You ready?" JP asked me. He had lined his cock up with my hole. Despite how thick he was, Jon had opened me up, and I knew I could take him with ease. I nodded. "Of course." "That's what I want to hear," JP said. "Cal?" he asked. He didn't have to say anything else; the young man grabbed the bottle of poppers and held it under my nose. "Big hit," Cal said. "Trust me," he continued. "You're gonna want it. He's a monster." I inhaled deeply. The warm chemical scent engulfed me as I turned back into a sexual being. I was meant to take cock. I need to take cock. "Give it to me." "Brave one," Jon said. "You're gonna love it." "Stop teasing me," I said. The poppers finished the sentence for me. "And fuck me." "As you wish," Jean-Paul said, and pushed his dick into me. I was immediately thankful for the poppers. JP's shaft was thicker than Jon's. He pushed it all the way into me on the very first stroke, and I could tell his dick was longer than Jon's. I was once more filled with cock. Even better, I was filled with raw daddy cock. "Feels good, doesn't it?" Cal asked me. I nodded in agreement. "Nothing like a big hard daddy cock fucking you, is there?" he continued. I wondered how he had known, if it was so obvious how I felt about the older man pounding me. Jon had told me he was in his early forties, but only said Jean-Paul was older than he was. It was hard to tell how old JP was, but even if he was just a year older than Jon, he had been fucking men longer than I had been alive. JP's The experience showed. With each stroke, he was pushing himself deeper into me, finding new parts of my ass that had never been touched by another man, and certainly never touched by an ungloved dick. As he fucked me, I realized just how big of a load Jon had deposited into me. I was grateful for it; it made JP's fuck so much more bearable. JP was carefully spreading it across the entire length of my hole, using it to lubricate each stroke. "Feel good?" Jon asked. "Amazing," JP said. "So hot." He pushed his dick into me and held it there. A bit of pre-cum dribbled from his cockhead; I couldn't see it, and could barely feel it, but I suddenly understood so much more about Jean-Paul. He had a sadness that I knew nothing would ever be able to fix. It was the sadness of loss, that so many of his friends and lovers were no longer with him. But there was the wisdom of age where he had accepted the sadness as part of himself and even was able to rejoice in it. "So fresh and ready," JP continued. Fucking me was his way of rejecting any concept of sex as death. Sex was a celebration, a way for two men to come together and be more than the sum of themselves. I was part of a new vanguard. I'd never have the fear that JP had. But I could share myself with him, and learn from him. "So fucking good." "And you? Cal?" Jon asked. "Don't want this to stop. Not ever." "Eventually, we need to take a break. But not for a while," Cal said. "Not for a long time." He grabbed the pipe and torch, and lit it. The smell of the weed already filled the room, but he added a bit more to it before he inhaled deeply. He kissed me, exhaling it into my mouth. It seemed like we kissed for hours, but it was just the change in perception of time that pot always did to me. Finally, he broke it off, and let me exhale. "Not until we're all drained. All of us," he said. I looked down, and saw that his cock was hard as a rock. Mine was also erect; my dick had never been harder or thicker than it was right now. I remembered what it had felt like to slide into Mick this morning. I wondered which man I would get to fuck first tonight, or even if I would get to fuck someone. Maybe this was just a weekend to take dick; in the heat of the moment it did not seem like the worst outcome. "Wanna suck it?" Cal asked. "Of course he does," Jon said. He put a hand on the back of my head, and pushed me down towards Cal's cock. "He's a hungry boy." I opened my mouth and let Cal's cock slide into me. In the space of only an hour or so, I had let three different men put their cocks inside me. I had read about promiscuous gay men, but it had always been other men, not me. I had the dream of a steady boyfriend, maybe even a family. It would be safe and what was expected. But now, there was another door that was opening for me. This one had no limitations and was a path of sex and pleasure. I licked the bit of precum from the tip of Cal's cock, savoring the salty, musky flavor. "Come on," Jon said. "You can take more of it." He pushed harder, forcing Cal's dick deeper in my mouth. Luckily, he stopped just as Cal's cockhead hit the back of my throat. Unfortunately, at that moment, JP pulled his dick almost all the way out, then slammed back in, forcing me forward. It was hard enough that Cal's cock pushed its way into my throat. I wasn't prepared for the intrusion, and I had to fight back the urge to gag. "Oh god," Cal grunted. "Let me in. So fucking good." I was struggling; my body had decided it wasn't ready for the foreign object, even as I wanted nothing more than to have the full length of Cal's tool down my throat. I gasped, only to find my airway blocked by cock. As panic set in, I realized how easy it would be to choke on cock. I wondered what my last thoughts would be, as the blackness took over. But, luckily, Cal pulled back, and I gasped for breath. "Fucking hot," Cal said. "Choking on cock." I nodded, not entirely sure I agreed with him, especially when it was me who was doing the choking. "Let's try it again," he said. This time I was prepared. I swallowed, and he pushed his cock into my throat. Smaller than Jean-Paul, when I was expecting it, it fit in easily. Although not quite as intimate as barebacking, sucking cock was still a great way to learn about a man and what made him tick. Where Jean-Paul had kept his hand on the back of my head, asserting his dominance, Cal cupped his hand around my cheek, almost caressing me as I worked my way down his shaft. "That's it, Seth," he said. "All the way down." Both approaches worked. For Cal, younger, more boyish, it was hard for him to assert authority. On the other hand, the masculine power of Jean-Paul was impossible to ignore and was completely core to his very identity. In either case, I wanted to make them feel good however I could. It was a genuine desire on my part; in the past, bottoming had been something I did, but did not always enjoy. Fundamentally, it was never as pleasurable as I thought it should be. But bareback was different. It was easy to take a dick, even one as big as JP's. It was easy to take his thrusts. Rather than recoiling from him, I found myself pushing back on his dick, trying to get more of it inside of me. I wanted to feel him inside of me. I wanted him to fuck me hard. Most of all, I wanted him to cum inside me. Only one man had cum in me, but already, I was craving another one. The connection we would share once his cum was inside me was something rare and beautiful. "Oh yeah," JP moaned. "Can't last long in this hole." "Cum in him," Jon said. "Shoot your hot load." JP pushed into me a again. Deep in my guts, I felt Jon's cum squish around Jean-Paul's cockhead, lubricating it as JP's cock slid in and out of my body. For so many years growing up, I had been told that this was unnatural, but in the heat of the moment, it seemed so perfect and right. "Give him what he needs." Need. It was a strong word. I needed oxygen. I needed water. I needed food. Did cum fall in the same category? It did. Even the briefest though of not getting JP's load struck me with terror, and I pushed back against his dick, making sure he couldn't pull out. "It's ok," JP said. He leaned down, resting his chest on my back. "It's ok, boy," he repeated. "You're going to get my cum. You're going to get bred." "Needy boy," Cal said. "You were just as bad," Jon said. "When you first started barebacking." "I know. I remember." Cal pushed his dick into my throat and held it. "I still am." His dick pulsed, and a dribble of pre-cum landed in my throat. "Now, give him your hot daddy load, so I can fuck him." He pulled his cock out of my mouth. I missed it, but it also let me focus on Jean-Paul and his throbbing shaft. "And you're just as demanding as ever," JP said. "But ok. You ready for another load?" he asked me. "Hell yeah," I said. "Fucking breed me. Shoot that load up there." I didn't care if I seemed like an over-eager cocksucker. I was in a group of men who understood the need, the undeniable need for seed. "Give it to me." "Of course, my hungry boy," JP whispered. "Any time you need it." He wrapped an arm around my chest, holding me in position. His arm was a man's arm. It was thick, muscular, and hairy and even if I tried, I wasn't sure I would be able to escape. But it wasn't scary. Rather, it made me feel safe and protected. JP was taking care of me; I was his boy, and he was going to give me his most precious gift. "So fucking close." he murmured. "Cum in me. Breed me," I grunted. I reached down and grabbed my cock. My shaft was as thick as it ever was, and dribbling pre-cum. JP grabbed my hand with his free arm, and pulled it away from my dick. "Not yet boy. Time for that later. Now, it's my cock you need to focus on. My load. You ready for it, boy?" I nodded. "Please," I said. "Give it to me." "Of course," he said. He pulled out, then pushed his dick all the way into me. His balls were pressed up against my hole, and his dickhead was deeper inside me than any man had ever gotten. He was in virgin territory with nothing between us. "Oh hell," Jean-Paul continued. "Oh fuck yes!" Deep in my guts, I felt his cock swell and then spurt. There was a gush of fluid into me, then that unique warmth of a man's cum. Another man had cum inside of me; Jean-Paul was the second notch on my bareback belt. "Oh yeah," I grunted, pushing my ass back against him, trying to get him deeper in my body. I wanted every precious drop of his spunk. "Take it," he said. "Take my load." Another spurt and more cum was now in my hole. His load was just as big as Jon's, and he was filling me up with his thick jizz. "Oh yeah." he continued, and a third spurt shot into my body. "Oh YEAH," he said, pulling his cock out slightly. It was just enough to feel how wet my hole was from the cum both men had deposited in me. "Take my cum." "Please," I said again. I wasn't sure if it was even possible to get too much cum in my ass. But this weekend, I would find out. I had gotten loads from Jon and Jean-Paul, and it would be only a few minutes before Cal was inside of me. The rest of the weekend promised even more bareback fucking. "Of course boy. As much as you want." "He's a good one, isn't he?" Jon said. "Amazing," Jean-Paul answered. "Milking it out of me." A fourth spurt, and then a fifth spurt landed in my hole. JP was starting to slow down, but his cock stayed hard. He worked his shaft in and out of my hole, rubbing his cum into me and lubricating me. "Ready for another donation?" he asked. "I think Cal's ready to get inside of you." "I want it all," I said. "Each of you." "As I said," Jon said. "He's a hungry boy. You ready to do the honors, Cal?" "Of course." Cal was still kneeling right in front of me, his hard cock in my face. "I want to find out if he's as good as you say he is."

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.

Protesting Trump's decision to keep the Obama administration protections extended to lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender workers? OR Protesting the fact that after Mike Pence signed the Religious Freedom Restoration Act and it was realized that it potentially allowed for discrimination against LGBT individuals, it was Gov. Mike Pence who called on lawmakers to pass legislation clarifying that it does not allow business owners to discriminate against LGBT individuals in providing services . After demanding that the Indiana legislature change the law and they complied with his demands, it was Mike Pence who signed the revised legislation which prohibited LGBT discrimination into law.??? I'm NOT a Trump supporter but anyone who looks at Hillary Clinton's track record will see a woman who when she held power did NOTHING to advance or protect LGBT equality -- she was a big supporter of Don't Ask, Don't Tell; a fierce advocate for the Defense of Marriage Act; staunchly against same-sex marriage; and NEVER sponsored a single piece of legislation that moved the needle towards equality. When she was IN POWER she did NOTHING, only when she held NO POWER did her EMPTY WORDS suggest that she was a champion of LGBT equality. Actions speak far louder than empty words on the campaign trail. Additionally, in the 1990's she called African American youths "super predators" who the government needed to bring to heel. While Trump's words may be murky about LGBT rights, the man hosted Elton John's wedding long before it same-sex marriage was cool and he rolled out the red carpet at Trump Tower for Caitlyn Jenner to use the women's bathroom. With those two actions, President Trump has done far more for LGBT people than Hillary Clinton has ever done. Again, I'm NOT a fan of Trump.

I'm always taking anonymous loads in the dark at the sex clubs. I love spreading my ass open for any cocks who want to fuck and fill me. Don't care who they are or what they look like as long as they are pumping my ass full of cum.

Lol..great topic! Here I thought I was the only one to do this. About 10 years ago, after leaving the bar shit-faced, I walked past a guy sitting on the street at 2:30am. He was maybe 40ish, beefy, short, bald, and a beard that was down to his belly. I stopped to see if he was ok, as I assumed he was from the bar (it was a bear night). He says he's all good, but could use some extra cash if I had any. It was then I noticed his clothes were a bit worn, and figured out he was homeless. I chatted a bit with him, told him my thought process about thinking he was drunk from bar. He laughed and his eyes lit up. "So why you leaving alone?" he asked me. I laughed, but decided to be bold thanks to the beer. "Weren't any rough looking men like you inside for me to pick up" I answered. He laughed, then stood up and said maybe we could work something out then. He grabbed his sizeable crotch and I led us to my car. I'll skip some of the details, but ole grizzly adams took a shower back at my place, had me feed him a meal, then told me to blow him as he drank directly out of my bourbon bottle. After 20 minutes of sucking his fat 8", he told me to strip and fucked me doggie style for like 10 minutes before he shot in my ass. Next morning he wakes me up by rubbing his cock on my hole as we're in bed. Once he knew I was awake, he says he'll fuck me again for $50. I got up, pulled the money out of my wallet (which I did have the sense to lock in my desk) I put the money in his jacket pocket which was laying on the floor, then got on all fours on the bed. He rewarded me with another load, then asked me to drop him off at the liquor store by my place. Lol.

I know a top that likes well used holes because they resemble a pussy....the hole goes from round to an elongated oval shape.

Id love to have a bf who is a slutty bottom who i know is taking random bb cock

Part 4: Paying for My Decisions Maybe this will be a warning for some of you. It's taken me a couple of days to put into words what happened, because it's so crazy! So, you probably guessed that Sean came over. And yeah, he found me face-down, ass-up on my bed. It was just a few seconds (or maybe microseconds?) after I heard the door creak over. I felt that dreaded by desired thick cock probe my hole. And then a quick and unexpected jab. Oh fuck! I screamed in surprise. I didn't expect it so hard and quick. Then, he just held it in place. Despite only spending a short time with him the first time, he knew what I liked. That hot wet tongue went straight to my ear. The pain of the jab was replaced with the hot slurping sounds of his tongue in my ear. And, it was almost a reflex, when I yelped, "I wanna get aids!" Sean went to work on my ass. Oh my god, what an onslaught! What the hell was I thinking? After a minute or so of relentless pounding, he told me to thank him for getting aids. Okay, I would have said anything then because the pleasure was beyond describable. But, I was kinda surprised how much more turned on I got when I answered , "Thank you for A ---" ... ah fuck, he pounded me harder, "A --" .. I couldn't quite get it all out because of the rampage his massive cock was having on my hole. I finally made it out, and sounded like I was hiccuping as I replied "Thank you for AIDS!" He paused for a moment and demanded, "Say it again!" I couldn't help but to reply "Thank you for AIDS!" I was rewarded with another furious dicking. And then he stopped again. "How much do you want it?" he asked me. I didn't hesitate and didn't want him to pause any longer "I want it so fucking bad!" I nearly cried. "How much?" Sean said again, not seeming satisfied with the answer. I didn't know what he wanted to say. He clarified, "How much cash do you have right now?" Uggh . why was he pausing? He must have know how much I needed it. "LIke forty dollars, I think." I managed to guess. "Good, you're gonna give that to me," Sean insisted as he put his cock back into me. "Yes!" was my only answer. Sean was growing quite satisfied and I was more than excited as he pumped his cock deep into me. "You're such a whore, you are paying for aids," Sean said triumphantly. "Yes!" I was trying not to squeal in pleasure, "I'm paying you for aids!" I was in disbelief at what I was saying, but strangely turned on. Sean knew I would say or do anything for his dick. I was completely under his control now and he knew it. And I didn't care. His strokes were now quicker and stronger, He felt impossibly deep inside me; and I could tell from his breathing he was close to coming. "Ready for more aids cum?" Sean asked. There was only one clear answer, " Fuck yes! I wanna get aids!" Within a few seconds, he pounded me nearly into unconsciousness. I felt the erupting. I knew I was getting more aids cum and my dick turned into a faucet as I felt him fill unload deep inside me. Whether it was because of shock or pure exhaustion, I passed out. When I finally awoke a few hours later, I looked to my nightstand and saw my wallet opened and turned upside down. I grabbed it and looked it. Shit, I really paid for it.

I hit up this black TS on craigslist, she was looking to get her 10" clit sucked so I emailed her. After the typical back and forth I headed to her place, she was in a nightgown her dick barely in her panties. She had me get on my knees and beg for it before she dropped her panties. She slapped me with it before turning around and telling me to eat her ass. After a few minutes of me deep tounging her she let me suck it. I could only get a little over half down my throat before gagging, I wasn't expecting her to be 10" since I've fallen for that before and been lied to. She asked if my ass could take more than my mouth and I said i think so, she told me to bend over and she got some lube. she started slow and started to open me up, i hadn't had a hung dick in a very long time. I kept trying to relax and she was slowly sliding in more, I felt like i couldnt take any more and she said 'halfway there' I thought she was joking, but it took a few minutes more before she could start pumping away. She loved how tight i was and started to get aggressive trying to shove an inch more in me with every push, she wanted me to take it all but I couldnt,she was really forcing it as she got closer, it was hurting but I still was enjoying it. Her moaning was getting louder and she asked if i wanted her load. I said fuck yea and she started to give me slow deep strokes, she pulled out and told me to turn around and open my mouth, she shoved the head in my mouth just as she started to cum. She kept saying to swallow it so I waited til it was all in my mouth and swallowed it. After that I sucked the last few drops out and cleaned up her cock. I let her know next time I'd try harder to take every inch, She made sure to store my number and let me know she was free this weekend.

I have the same desire ... to be forced to use all kinds of chems ... the more addictive the better !