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Part 3 I woke up before Craig did. I got up and looked down at his sexy body, then headed to the bathroom for a shower. My mind was spinning from meeting these 2 different hot men in the space of 2 weeks. It did feel like I had met Frank for the first time, since our situations were so different from 20 years ago. I got dressed and went into the kitchen to fix breakfast. My mind was racing the whole time. I thought of how much fun I had with Craig last night, and of the things he had said. Is he poz? He said he only fucked bare, and that seemed to be the reason he didn't even try to fuck me last night. That whole line of thought was strangely arousing to me. He also said he had a hot guy. Does that mean he's in a relationship? If so, it didn't stop him from hooking up with me. Then my mind went back to Frank. I had been thinking of him for 2 weeks now- thinking of him and lusting after him. That thick veiny uncut cock that pulsed so hard when he shot his load had been almost an obsession. Was he going to call like he said? Would I see that cock again, touch it again, maybe more. I couldn't help but wonder how that pulsing cock would feel inside my hole. But why did he react the way he did after he shot his load? I heard a yawn behind me, and Craig was there putting his arms around me. "Good morning white boy," he said with that sexy little chuckle of his. "I hope you had fun last night." "I had a blast!" I turned around for a kiss. "I know you had a blast babe- the blast was in me remember?" He winked at me. "OK if I grab a shower?" "Of course. Breakfast will be done when you come out." He trotted into the bathroom. As soon as he closed the door my phone rang. "Hello." "Hey Jeff, good morning. This is Frank." "Oh hi! How are you?" My heart started beating faster. "Jeff, I'm sorry I didn't call before. I've had a lot of things to deal with back home and here at the house. I've been thinking about you though." "I've been thinking about you too. I'm so happy you called." "Oh good. Listen, I want to see you again very soon. You're probably working tomorrow, right?" "Frank, I'm pretty much my own boss. I can take a day off no problem." "Nice! Come over anytime tomorrow. We have some things to talk about." "Oh? That sounds a little serious." "Well, life is serious. Or it can be. Let's just say I need us to be clear about things, about our relationship. I'd love for us to spend a lot of time together, but we need to lay our cards on the table." I heard the shower turn off. "OK Frank. It's good to be clear about things, I agree. I'll see you tomorrow." "Great Jeff. Bye for now." "Bye." Craig appeared in the kitchen wearing the same clothes he had on last night, of course. "Something smells good!" put breakfast on the table and poured us both some coffee. We dug right in. That workout last night made us hungry. "Hey, can you still take me over to pick up my luggage?" "Of course. Let's head right over." I parked across the street from the station. "I'll be right back," Craig said. He sprinted across the street. I watched that ass that was full of my cum. 2 minutes later He stepped out the door. He stopped all of a sudden and pulled a cell phone out of his pocket. He stood there smiling and talking, laughing, nodding, talking some more. He looked at me and waved. The call finished and he trotted back to the car. I got out an opened the hatch, but he didn't put his bags in. "Hey Jeff, thanks for everything. I was going to ask you to drop me somewhere, but I have errands to run and I'll be getting a ride later. But I want to see you again- are you free for dinner tonight?" "Sure I am. You want to meet me at the bar or at my place?" "Let's meet at the bar. I want to pick you up again. I love getting lucky like that!" He laughed out loud and so did I. "You sure I can't take you somewhere?" I asked. But he said everything was all arranged. We hugged, and he planted a deep kiss on me. His hands reached down and squeezed my ass. He winked at me, picked up his bags, and headed down the street. I stood there blushing like a teenager. I spent all day doing housework and getting some work things in order, clearing things up for my unplanned day off. The time flew. I had so much to think about. Things like this just didn't happen to me. I sat down and turned on the TV, but I have no idea what was on. It was just noise while I had a thousand thoughts tumbling around. The mysterious Frank- what exactly did we need to have clear between us. He seemed really interested in some kind of relationship, but what did he mean by that? What was I looking for? I would love at least a friendship, but had to admit the idea of more than that really appealed to me. Then there was Craig. These thoughts were even harder to deal with. I was pretty sure he was poz. Maybe that should concern me more than it seemed to. I looked back on my sexual activities over the last few years. I had been with a few men, but not that many. I had fucked and been fucked by almost all of them. When was the last time I actually played safe though? I couldn't even remember. I had been looking around on hook-up sights online, like almost every gay man did, I assumed. I had to admit I had seen some poz guys who had turned me on. I had even chatted with some. If I was truly honest with myself, I had to admit to spending time on sites dedicated to barebacking, and watched my share of bareback porn. Hell, I had even read some stories that involved deliberate pozzing and what they called bug chasing. Then I imagined the reverse of what happened last night- with Craig fucking me bare instead of me fucking him bare. Did I want that? Did I want him to shoot his poz cum inside me? I realized my dick was rock hard- was that my answer? If anyone asked me if I would knowingly, willingly take a poz load up my ass, I would quickly say no. But If I asked myself, I seemed to answer differently. I could believe I was having these thoughts. But it felt right somehow. It seemed like something I would not say no to. Maybe I would even ask for it. I looked up at the clock and saw it was time to head for the bar. I got inside the bar and saw Craig sitting down at the end of the bar in the same place he was before. I sat a few seats away, pretending like I hadn't seen him. I looked his way and he flashed me that sexy smile. I kept a straight face, looked at him, and let my hand slowly drop to my crotch and rubbed my dick and gave him a nod. He laughed right out loud and moved down to the seat next to me. "You come here often, white boy? Can I but you a drink?" "Actually, I want to be sober tonight. I'm horny as hell and I want you home in my bed." "Damn! I love a man who knows what he wants and goes for it." "You have no idea. Ready to go?" His eyes widened in surprise, and he paid for his drink and we headed for the door. We got back to my apartment, and as soon as the door was shut I grabbed him. I gave him a deep, hungry kiss and said, "You said you liked white cock and white ass. You got my white cock last night, tonight you can have my white ass if you want it." Part 4 coming soon.

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I hadn't expected to have an addition to this story so quickly. But I got a text from Walt late this morning. He said he was working this afternoon, but his Army buddy, Ben, had enjoyed fucking me yesterday. Ben would be at Walt's condo, all alone for the afternoon, while Walt was at work. He gave me Ben's cell number and told me to set something up with Ben, if I wanted to service him again. He said, "You'll be doing me a favor to help keep Ben occupied. LOL". "LOL"? Seriously? Studly, straight, masculine, rough, big black dicked, Walt was using "LOL" in a text??? I had to laugh about that one. It seemed so out of character. I immediately sent Ben a text that I could be there anytime this afternoon. Just name the time, and I'd be there. An hour went by, and I hadn't received a reply from Ben. So, I'm not sure if he got the text? If he was still interested? Or had chickened out? Afterall, if they're telling me the truth, I was the first guy that sucked Ben off or that he's fucked. From all I could tell, that seemed to be true. But, I'd douched and showered to be ready if/or when Ben got back to me. Finally, about noon, I got a text from Ben. "That was kind of weird, but kind of fun yesterday. I'd fuck you again if you want? Call me". I called Ben back and we arranged for me to come over. He was going to shower and I'd be there within the hour. Ben answered the door, looking hot as ever. He was wearing baggy basketball shorts and a tee-shirt. Bare feet. He was HOT! I came inside the condo and he led me down the hall to Antone's old bedroom, that was now Ben's guest room. "I thought it might be a bit easier in here than on the couch, like yesterday", he said as we entered the bedroom. It was sort of funny, because I could sense and hear the nervousness in this hulking Army Master Sergeant's voice as he spoke. His body and his facial expressions also exposed his nervousness. We both stood there for a moment, feeling kind of awkward. I finally thought, even though I'm the sub here, I'd better take the lead for a bit to get this started. I began to undress. Then shortly Ben began to lift off his tee-shirt. I had fully undressed, when I looked over at him to just find him standing there with still his basketball shorts on. He was looking a bit apprehensive. So, I walked over to him and dropped to my knees. I pulled his shorts down to expose his cock. It stood there hanging limp, before me. I leaned forward and took his cock head into my mouth and began to suck. I sucked for several minutes and it didn't seem to be growing much at all. I pulled his shorts all the way off of him and he stepped out of them. Then I told him to go sit on the edge of the bed. I crawled over to where he was sitting on the bed and again took his cock into my mouth. After sucking for a few moments, I asked him to lay back. He did, and I lifted his legs. I sucked and licked his massive balls as I stroked his still soft penis. then I licked underneath his balls, lifting his legs as I licked there. He let out a soft moan when I licked under his balls. Then I licked lower and licked up and down between his asshole and balls. His moans got a bit louder. Then I lifted his legs further and licked around his asshole. "Oh, fuck", he said softly. Now I really went to town, licking, kissing and tongue fucking his virgin, black asshole. "God Damn!", "Fuck", he'd say softly, almost under his breath. "Has anyone licked your ass before, dude?", I asked as I came up for a breath. "Fuck, no!", he replied. He was now squirming on my face and I was making love to his asshole. The idea that I was not only just the first guy to blow him and give my ass to him, but I was the first person, ever, to lick and eat his beautiful ass was a huge turn on. I had this handsome, masculine, Army Sergeant, naked, on his back, his legs in the air, grinding his ass on my face, whimpering, moaning and groaning as I tongue fucked his virgin asshole. I was really fuckin' turned on by that idea. All of a sudden he flipped over and got onto his knees on the edge of the bed. I squatted behind him and again buried my face in his ass. Lapping at his hole. Taking stabs inside it with my tongue. Then he climbed off the bed and said, "Ok. I've got to fuck you, now. Get on the bed. My black dick's gonna destroy that white pussy of yours. Show me that cunt". I grabbed the lube and poppers from my pant's pocket that laid on the floor. I climbed on the bed and knelt on the edge of the bed. My ass up for him. I took several deep drags of poppers as he lubed up his 9" BBC and squeezed some lube on my hole. "Take it slow at first, please. I haven't been loosened up, yet". "You'll take it the way I give it to you, Bitch! I'm in charge, here. This is my show, here. You're nothin but a dirty cunt for me to use. Fuckin' whore needs a good pounding from my straight, black dick", he barked as he repeatedly slapped his rock hard 9" black cock against my asshole. I'm still sniffing my poppers. I know he's going to be rough. Sure enough, he put his swollen, mushroomed cockhead to my hole and pushed it inside. Not slow, but in one, quick, stab into me. I let out a loud gasp as my ass was filled with his giant cock. "More lube! More lube!", I'm crying as he immediately began to pound my ass. "More lube, please. It's hurting!". Thankfully, he showed some compassion and squeezed some more lube on his cock as it's sliding in and out of my hole. It helped. Plus, I'm sniffing non-stop on the bottle of poppers. Thank God, it's a new and potent bottle. My ass is thankfully beginning to relax and it's starting to feel good. He's one rough top. And he seems to get some pleasure in knowing that it was hurting me. But now I'm moaning, "Oh, yes! Oh, my God, yes! Fuck me. Fuck my white pussy. I love your black dick in me. Fuck me with your straight, black dick". Ben continues to fuck me fast, hard and deep. Each thrust he takes into me, pushes the breath out of my lungs. The bedframe is squeaking and pounding against the wall. Both he and I are grunting and panting. I'm sure that Walt's neighbors on both sides as well as above and below could hear the fucking going on. Soon, he had pushed me further up onto the bed. He had crawled up behind me and had me tightly held around the waist as he continued to assault my ass with his monster cock. I could feel that I needed more lube. I asked him to put more lube on. But, he just pulled out of me. Spit on my hole a couple of times, then rammed back into me. It helped. I took more drags on the poppers and the pain subsided again. About 10 minutes of intense pounding finally paid off in a huge load being deposited deep in my gut. He growled, grunted and swore as his cock emptied his balls inside me. "FUCK! God Damned Whore! You like this? This what you wanted, Bitch? Fuck!", he yelled as his body shook in orgasm. He was still slamming into me, but the speed was slowing. His orgasm set off mine. I was shuddering myself in multiple orgasm, now. I'm not sure I've had an orgasm this intense in a very long time? Finally, he collapsed on top of me. Pulling me down to the mattress along with him and onto our sides. He was spooned behind me, but his cock still fully buried inside me. I was gently squeezing my hole on his cock as it slowly softened inside me. Milking every last drop from his cock as we were both trying to catch our breaths. He showed just a moment of tenderness as he spooned behind me, his cock still in me and his hot breath hitting the back of my neck. He (unconsciously, I think), softly stroked my arm with his hand as we laid there recovering from that amazing fuck. I think he realized he was being affectionate and quickly pulled out of me in one quick motion. DAMN! I was loving the feel of his hunk of a guy, holding onto me, gently stroking my arm and feeling his chest pressed against my back. But, the "Straight" in him had returned and he quickly pulled his cock from my ass, jumped off the bed and headed for the bathroom to clean off. As I dressed I head the shower down the hall being turned on and the shower curtain closing. Ben was still showering as I was ready to leave. "Thanks, Ben!", I shouted. "I'm leaving now. That was fun! Take care". No response. I don't know if he heard me? Or if he was just ignoring me. I left the condo and drove home. Very content to have had another great fuck with this handsome and hung Army guy. As I sit here typing this out, his cum is soaking my shorts and seat cushion. I can tell it was a big load.

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I don't know why I'm changing the names in this story because no one was innocent. Not even me. 1994 I don't like traveling or airports or really anything that breaks up my routine and puts me in a situation where I could face something unfamiliar. But life had already rocked my world when both my parents dies within a year of each other. I'd graduated college, was working and living on my own in a nifty little apartment in a semi-big city. I was 23 and was slowly coming to terms with the harsh fact that I was gay. I'd known it all along, but the realization that it was a permanent state was hard to cope with. So I didn't. I just put it aside and went on with living life. Sure, I beat-off to a few overplayed gay porn videos I'd rented from the seedy little store around the corner, but I didn't dare move beyond the realm of fantasy. Things were fine just the way they were. But then my sister called and asked me to come take a trip with her. She was the first-born and 14 years older than me. She had a really important security job in Washington D.C. and was pretty rich I guess. She had a lot of rich friends too. One of them owned a condo on a North Carolina beach and had offered her up to her for a week during that Summer. My sister "Beth" and I weren't particularly close -- mainly because of the age difference and also because she was a total bitch. I searched my brain files for an excuse to not join her, but couldn't come up with anything believable. She was in security and could detect a lie from twenty paces. So a month later I took a flight to D.C. and stayed the night there in her impressive house. The next morning we drove all the way down to North Carolina. It wasn't a short drive but it was also not unbearably long. We talked about work stuff and safe topics like two strangers would normally do. Once I saw the condo, my spirits brightened considerably. It was gorgeous... three stories tall and surrounded by huge stretches of clean sand and ocean. I'd never seen the ocean in person before and was eager to go get a closer look. We unpacked fast and I told Beth I had to go down and see the Atlantic in person, so to speak. The waves were louder than I would have imagined, and the water was more green than blue. And the beach was completely empty -- maybe because of the time. It was after 7pm and the sun was headed for another part of the globe. I just plopped down in the sand and took it all in. Then two things happened: a really loud explosion came from the North, and a handful of gorgeous men came jogging by at the water's edge. They all had super short haircuts and they were all muscular as hell. And then another one passed. And another. More explosions and more hot men. After I'd gone back to the condo, I mentioned the booming explosions to my sister. She reported that there was a marine base near by. Oh. Well that answered the other question I hadn't asked yet. I was here on a beautiful beach with a bunch of hot, fit, young men. Lucky! We ate a simple dinner in the kitchen with the TV on. Beth had the next day already planned out and it was going to start early. She was already up past her regular bedtime and headed upstairs to sleep. I stayed alone in front of the TV for an hour until I was sure she was in a deep slumber. I was pretty exhausted from traveling and I knew she was too. I maybe stayed sitting for another ten minutes before going to clean up and change clothes. Why? I was going to sneak back to the beach. I just had to. Once I'd spiffed up a bit and dressed, I noticed a liquor bottle on the dresser. The liquid inside was brown. I really knew nothing about drinking back then except that it was good for calming the nerves. It was boozed belonging to a rich person so it had to be good, right? The first sip wasn't too bad, but hit my stomach like a freakin' atomic bomb. I took another pull from the bottle and then another. It was so much less hash by then. Like soda pop almost. One more sip and I was ready to go. I slipped silently out the door and made my way toward the water which was just as loud as it was earlier and I heard boisterous male voices. I could also hear an internal ringing noise -- a kind of non-sound that I attributed to the brown booze. I wasn't drunk or anything, just very excited. Well the beach had been deserted before sundown, but it wasn't now. I saw around six bonfires and assorted lights up and down the beach. The first bonfire I came upon had been abandoned and was gradually dying. There was half a six-pack in front of the fading embers. Just as I was thinking about opening one, dizziness hit me and I had to lie back in the sand. The stars were amazing! I forgot everything else and thought about how nice sleep would feel Yeah. A short snooze and I'd go back...there'd be plenty more men to look at tomorrow. I closed my eyes. "You missed curfew, kid". a deep voice said. Somebody was standing over me. A man. Had I sleeping? I didn't think I had been, but it took me a second to sit up and shake myself back to reality. The fire was still burning as I looked up to see a certified actual marine. Even in the flickering light I could see the telltale haircut. He wasn't as chiseled as some of the dudes I'd seen earlier, but he was tall and as thick as a tree trunk. 'Yeah", I answered back, "I'm about six years late for curfew". "Oh, Sorry. You just look like a teenager". "It's OK. I'm used to it". He dropped down to sit beside me. He reached over and took one of the beers that were discarded there. He handed it to me and then took the next one for himself. I popped it and took a greedy gulp because I was pretty dehydrated. Also a little chilly. The night had gotten cooler and the breeze had a bit of a bite to it. "You partying alone?" He sounded drunk. "Yeah, I guess you could say that". "I did say that, " he chuckled and then stretched out his super-long legs to warm his toes by the fire. Behind me, I was somewhat aware that lights were being slowly snuffed out up the beach. "What about you?", I inquired. a pause "I was WAS at a party, but it wasn't too much fun. Nobody really wanted me there. I could tell. I got sort of a reputation these days". "Why?" He stretched out his left arm and showed me the midget band-aid on his inner forearm where people usually get blood drawn. another pause "Drug test?" i ventured, knowing a little something about the military from a ROTC college roommate I had. "Yeah. But more like a general test for anything to get you kicked out." "Like what?" (I can be so clueless sometimes) "Like DISEASE, kid. Like AIDS", he answered. "Are you sure?" I looked him in the face for the first time. He wasn't what you'd call classically handsome. He had what I'd always thought of a 'fish face' and there were a few acne scars on his cheek that looked deeper in this light than they probably were. "Pretty sure. There's so many damn hookers in this state. If you pay more, you don't gotta use a condom to fuck 'em. I ended up paying anyway. Clinic in town already done told me a month ago". "Sorry". "Me too". We split the last beer and sat in silence for a bit. He looked around...focusing on something over my shoulder. I turned around too and saw only a moonlit beach. We were alone out here. "Let's take a walk," he said standing up. I was in the middle of a hundred thoughts when he reached down and pulled me up. I followed him as he lumbered away. It wasn't so much of a walk as it was a march. We kept going until we were in a little rocky cove right up next to the water. There was still sand here, but also mud and no light beyond what the half-moon offered. How in the hell would I find my way back? He stopped abruptly. "Here", he said with drunken sureness. "Here what?", I wondered. That's when his big hands pushed me down on the sand/mud. I was aware that the wind was knocked out of my lungs at the same time I was aware that the subtle ringing in my ears had started again. Then his giant shadow blocked out all light and I felt a soft something on my lips. It felt soft at least, but when I reached up to brush it away I touched his very hard penis. Holy shit! No way! He wanted me to put that in my mouth. The ocean roared louder. I was about to protest but he had worked into my throat quickly. I gagged and almost vomited before he pulled back a little. "Relax, bitch". He wiped the head of his wet dick across my eyes, cheek and forehead. I involuntarily moaned and he did it again. "You like that, little girl?" Girl? This guy was wasted. He started poking his meat into my right eye...harder and harder. Probably knocked out a contact lens. "OW!" I yelped. "Sorry, baby. Let me make it up to you". That's when he stumbled to his feet and adjusted himself a little. For no reason I had a sudden thought about jellyfish. They could sting you with their legs and put venom under your skin. Then I felt his full weight on top of me. He worked my shorts and underwear down with one hand. Was I even really here? This was not possible. My legs were crazily spread in the air as that slimy dick went right toward my own private butthole. Seriously? I didn't agree to that. No. This was not okay. If I screamed loud enough, somebody would come help. The planned scream got strangled by a cry as he plowed that marine meat deep inside me. "NO! NO! NO!" I yelled in pain. "Shut the fuck up, you fucking whore or I'll bust the teeth out of your mouth". Well I was being fucked just like I'd seen in all those porn movies I'd watched. It couldn't last that long. I just had to wait it out until he pulled out and ejaculated on my chest. That was how it worked. Right? But he broke the rules and started heaving, bucking and gasping as he shot that load directly into my insides. And then he was still. We stayed like that for a good minute or two. Just breathing and recovering. He pulled me up again and led me back to where he'd found me. That small fire had died already, but at least I could now see the condo lights again. It really couldn't be too late at night, could it? Maybe midnight, but no later than that. In what bit of light we had, he pulled off the little bandage from his arm and handed it to me. "Put this in your scrapbook". And then he was gone.

"Get up on the couch, pig", Daddy ordered. "On your back, with your sweet boihole right up on the edge...yeah just like that." The hungry tweaked up sub pig was off the floor and in position on the couch before daddy had even finished instructing him. Damn was he eager! I knew that he meant he wanted Daddy's tongue back in his chemmed up hole when he said he wanted Daddy back in him, but he was going to get a lot more than just that fantastic wet tongue inside that pig cunt. Daddy wet the first 2 fingers on his hand, dipped them into the nearest bag of crystals then began circling those two coated fingers around the lips of the boy's greedy hole, who started moaning immediately and squirming on the couch. "Oohhh, Daddy! That feels so fucking good! Please Sir, slide your fingers back inside, give me more tina in my hole, eat me out with your fucking tongue!! Ooohhhhh!!" "Hold still boi, stop squirming", Daddy commanded in a soft but insistent voice. "Your hole is so hot you fucking little pig! And so hungry too, ain't it?" "OMG YES! SO hungry daddy!" "What's it hungry for boi? What does my little sub pig's hole needing?" "I don't care! Your fingers, your tongue...it doesn't matter. Please, Daddy! It feels so empty. Please fill it back up!" Daddy wet 3 fingers on his other hand, coated them with crystal and slid them just inside the wet puckering virgin hole. Trevor bucked up against the total of 5 fingers now just inside the ring of his boihole, eager to feel his young mancunt full. Daddy gave me a slight nod and looked at the almost-fully loaded pipe laying next to me. I understood what he wanted. I picked up the pipe and lighting the flame beneath it began heating up the sweet drug inside. Even with daddy's fingers in his needy hole the boi heard the flick of the lighter and turned his black dilated eyes to me, the hunger in them burning into my eyes. I smiled at him as I began rolling the bowl back and forth. "You want some more of this, pig?" I asked. "If you take some more nice big hits, I bet that will convince Daddy to give you what your pig pussy wants." "Yes, yes, Please! I need more smoke. I need Daddy taking care of my hole...Please!" He reached out his hand for the pipe as I gave it to him. "I'll take care of the fire, boi...all you have to do is suck. And I know you're good at that!" Trevor set his full beautiful young lips around the stem of the pipe and began inhaling the smoke swirling inside the bulb. "That's it, boi", Daddy encouraged softly and seductively. "Show Daddy how hungry you are. How much you want to please him by giving yourself to him and Tina. Damn you love that smoke doncha boi?!" Trevor mumbled around the pipe as he took a little more in and held it as I pulled the pipe away. "Now!" I commanded and he exhaled, sending out a dick-hardening huge white cloud of smoke that made me and daddy both moan. "Another one, pig!" Daddy said as I slipped the pipe back between his lips. "Suck on that pipe while Daddy takes care of your sweet perfect cherry hole." Trevor spread his legs wider at that as he continued sucking the glass cock. I watched as Daddy grabbed the 6 inch dildo off of the table, coating it with a good helping of Tina and teased the pig's convulsing hole with the head of it. The boi moaned around the pipe as Daddy whispered darkly, "Gonna give you something for that hungry hole boi. But this is just to get you ready for what you really want. You don't even know how much more you're going to want soon. Here it comes, pig. Enjoy!" And with that Daddy shoved the dildo into the hot tight hole of his sub pig bottom boi and the moans of pain and surprise echoed off the walls!

His name is Aiden and he just turned 18. Becoming 18 was very special for this blond hot twink, because now he could finally go visit the nearest gay sex sauna. He was having dreams about it since a slightly older friend told him about it when he was 17. Aiden wasn't unexperienced with sex anymore so he had a hard-on by only thinking how many 'naked' boys and men he would see. He waited until this weekend because today the entrance was free for boys under 23, and he was hoping that lots of them would come. The location was only 6 tramstops from his house so with 20 minutes he was entering 'his dream'. A guy behind the counter greeted him and supplied him with everything he needed and even supplied him with some explanation before leading him to the locker room. Aiden stripped naked as fast as he could showing his athletic body 6-pack and a big hard cock. He put his stuff in his locker and put a towel around his waist. When he walked into the sauna area he could see some boys and man standing around. He looked around and saw one off the hottest guys he had ever seen: around 20 y/o, dark hair and a ripped muscular tanned body. Their eyes locked and before he knew it the boy came up to him and said 'You are hot! follow me'. Still dazed he grab his hand and of they went to the cabin area. The boy openend the door and let Aiden in. When the door closed Aiden heard a dark voice saying 'Hello boys'. Aiden saw a beautiful muscular black guy from around 35 y/o lying on the bad. He stuttered 'H..el..l..o' back. 'This is my daddy' the other boy said. 'YOUR DAD?' Aiden replied. 'No! My daddy...' said the boy and explained what this means. Aiden listened to the boy. 'My name is Marco and before i can go off with a boy i like i have to show him to daddy'. 'Okay! and am i allright' Aiden answered. 'I have to inspect you first' daddy said. After saying this Marco yanked off Aiden's towel with one fast hand movement and pushed him closer to daddy while whispering 'Relax.... You'll love this'. With one swoop daddies muscular arm grabbed him and tossed him on the bed. Marco climbed on the bed and placed him behind Aiden started to massage his neck. Aiden froze and didn't know what would happen next. Daddy was looking very pleased at Aiden and complimented him on his young hot body. Aiden replied by saying that he also liked the bodies daddy and Marco had. 'I get hard on compliments like that' daddy said and then removing his towel. A 27cm (10 and a half inches) long black cock emerged. 'Lick it' Marco said while pushing Aiden forward. Mesmerised by this huge cock he grab it and started licking. Then he felt Marco's tongue licking his ass. Shivers went down his spine. 'Put it in your mouth' daddy said. Aiden openend wide and started sucking on the head of the thick black cock. Marco slowly put a wet finger inside Aiden's ass. After removing the finger he quickly grab a bag put his finger in and emerged with a finger coated with ice-like crystals. With one movement he drove the finger into Aiden wet hole. Aiden wanted to scream but at that very moment daddy grab his head with two hands and drove his cock deeper in his throat. Aiden felt his arse burning and his throat closing so. Gasping for air he felt a warm sensation going through his body. It made him relax and his throat openend up and he could breath through his nose. 'Yeah! i feel him relaxing. Load his ass up with more Tina' daddy said to Marco. Aiden was feeling so horny that he was sucking on the big black cock and the drool started running out of his mouth making the cock slippery wet. 'Have you ever had something this big in your ass boy?' daddy asked. Aiden shook his head. 'Wanna feel it?'. Aiden took the cock out of his mouth and high on meth said 'Ohw yes please'. 'Then sit on it and see how far you can shove it in your ass' daddy replied. Aiden stood up and lowered him self on the cock while Marco was guiding it in place. Aiden could feel the head of the cock pressing against his hole. Marco stood up and put a bottle under Aiden's nose. 'Inhale deep thru your nose' Marco whispers . After 4 deep inhales Marco started pushing on Aiden's shoulders; Aiden was forced harder an the big dick and in less then a second the ass openend up and Aiden ass accepted the full length of the cock. Aiden unable to scream only gasped. His body started pulsating. Daddy could feel his dick being squeezed as if his cock got milked. Before he knew it he started to cum uncontrolled deep inside Aidens ass.... To be continued!

Not exactly the latest load I gave, but the sleaziest recently. After deciding not to cum for a whole week, my balls were full and I had planned to go fuck some sloppy hole on the following weekend. Saturday night I went to the closest sexclub in the surroundings around 1am. I usually try not to go too early, as things start slowly. I know that after midnight holes are mostly wet, and that's what I enjoy the most. Arriving at the club, I undress. Special orgy night that night. Walking around, I still find several guys cruising when I see a slut on a fuckbench. I can tell he's been taking loads all night. He's waiting for a dick to fuck his hole. I approach and put one, then two fingers in his wet hole, asking how many guys bred him. He doesn't know exactly but probably a dozen. I love this kind of naughty slut, and can't help but pushing my raw dick in his manhole. The feeling is incredible, after a week of abstinence. His hole is loose thanks to all the previous dicks. I can fuck him as hard as I want, he takes it and enjoys it. After riding that boy for a little while I flood him with my cum. Man my load was huge! When i took my dick out, a lot fell on the floor. Luckily the faggot was hungry and cleaned it. No cum wasted! The club was closing, so we moved to the sauna just in front, which is open 24/24 on weekends. Bred him two more times that night, last load given at 6am, and that boy had been taken dicks restlessly all night long. Was a great fuck and experience.

Another Saturday night and another ass fucked and filled. There shall be many more to cum.

Daddy Max helped Alex get back in the sling, but left the restraints off this time. He put the butt plug away and opened the door again. There were 4 guys hanging around outside waiting. “Come on in guys, and let’s get this party started back up,” he said. The first guy up to the sling was tall and on the thin side, but had a pretty thick cock. He had Alex slide down a little further so his ass was more lined up with his cock. “You got any lube?” he asked. “They usually need it with me.” “I can see why,” Max commented as he handed the guy some lube. He greased his thick cock up and pushed 3 lubed fingers in Alex’s puffy asshole. He probed around with his 3 fingers, greasing the hole up, and stretched his fingers out some. He put his 6.5X6 inch cock up to the lubed hole and slowly pushed all the way in. “Mmmmm, tight, but not too tight. Just the way I like it,” he commented as he started fucking in and out. “Feels fucking great!” Alex stated, almost purring. The thick cock felt really good in his ass. He'd been stretched out enough by all the other cocks that he had no problem at all with this one. “Give me that thick poz cock!” “I haven't cum in 4 days, so you're getting a heavy load of poz cum tonight,” he commented. Daddy Max piped in at that point, “That's what we like to hear.” Now that his hands weren't restrained, Alex reached out beside him where Max was standing and watching and rubbed his hand all over the hairy belly and chest. “You tell him, Daddy Max,” Alex replied. The top kept up a nice easy pace, going all the way in and bringing it out til just the head was left in. Occasionally he’d pull all the way out and shove right back in making Alex grunt, “UNGH!” The 2 guys that were next in line had been watching closely and whispering to each other. They beckoned Daddy Max back to them. One of them leaned in and quietly asked, “Think he’d be up for a double fuck?” They had both already taken their towels off and had erections and were jacking them. Max took a look at both of their cocks, saw that neither one of them was huge, and quietly replied, “I think there’s a good possibility he’d be up for it. Let me handle it.” He gave both of their hard cocks a squeeze and went back to stand by Alex. He was still getting plowed, but you could tell the top had picked up speed. “Oh yeah, bottom boy, getting ready to breed you good. Gonna shoot my toxic load deep inside you; add my poison to what’s already inside you. You ready for it?” “You better believe I’m ready for it. I want it bad. PLEASE BREED ME!” The top plowed Alex’s cunt a few more times, then buried his thick cock balls deep and unloaded his 4 day load of toxic cum. “OH MOTHERFUCK YES!!!” he bellowed, “AARRGH!!!” He stayed still until his balls were completely drained and then slowly pulled out. As the latest top left, the next 2 guys came up to the sling together. Daddy Max leaned down to Alex. “So, do you think you’re up for a challenge?” He looked at Daddy Max, then at the 2 guys standing between his legs at the sling, and got a big grin on his face. “If you’re about to ask me what I think you’re going to ask me, I’ve never done it before, but it will be one more thing I can cross off my list.” Max leaned in further and planted a big kiss on Alex’s lips. “I’m thinking I was right about wanting to spend more time with you,” he commented. Alex’s grin turned into a brilliant smile. They helped him up out of the sling and the 4 of them walked over to the bunk. Alex turned to the 2 guys, “So you poz studs want to both breed my hole?” he asked. One of them replied, “It’s something we’ve wanted to do ever since we both converted.” “So you’re a couple then?” Alex asked. “Yeah, been together about 2 yrs. Spent most of it trying to get this one converted,” the same one replied, nodding to his partner. The 2 guys introduced themselves as Brian and Matt. They were both in their early 30s and had 7 and 8 inch, average sized cocks, although Matt’s 7 inch cock had a big mushroom head on it and Brian was uncut. Brian, the one who had first talked to Daddy Max, had been poz since his mid 20s and as they’d said, Matt had just converted recently. Neither was on meds. Daddy Max, of course, took control of the situation. He had Brian lie down on the bunk and lubed up his 8 inch cock. Then he had Alex straddle his crotch facing Brian and sit on his poz cock. It sank into him easily and he started riding it a bit. Then he had Matt get behind Alex between Brian’s legs and lubed up his cock. After riding Brian for a few minutes, Alex held still with the cock buried all the way in him. Daddy Max knew Alex should be able to take both of the cocks fairly easily enough, but to help out; he started kissing Alex and playing with his nipples. Matt put his big mushroom head up to the already filled asshole and started pushing in. It took a minute for him to get the head in and Alex grunted while Max was kissing him, “UNGH!” Daddy growled back. Matt held still a minute to let him adjust, and then started slowly fucking his poz cock in and out of the stuffed cunt. As he got his cock all the way in, Alex’s kissing got more intense, so Daddy Max could tell he was enjoying it. He kept tweaking his nipples, but broke off the kiss for a moment. “You like both of those poz cocks buried inside you, don’t you boy?” “Oh fuck yes Daddy Max, so much! They’re filling me up so good. I definitely want to do this again,” he replied. “Maybe with you and another guy,” he suggested, shyly looking down. Max put one hand under Alex’s chin and raised his head to where he was looking in his eyes, “We can absolutely do that!” He noticed they had 3 more guys in the room waiting their turn and a good sized crowd again outside the door watching. Brian and Matt were both fucking in and out of Alex’s ass, going at it pretty strong. You could never tell this was their first time double fucking a guy. Alex, who was getting more and more turned on, pulled his daddy back down to him so he could make out some more and get his nips worked some more. He loved the 2 poz cocks in his ruined hole. He still couldn’t believe how this night had turned out. He felt like he’d won the lottery. He squeezed his hole on the 2 cocks to tighten up for them and they both moaned loudly. This caused them to start fucking him faster. He could tell they were getting close to shooting. He was excited that he was going to be getting 2 loads of unmedicated poz cum at the same time. Matt stayed fairly quiet except for grunting and moaning, but Brian said, “I’m getting fucking close. How about you, Matt?” “Oh yeah, getting really close.” “Let’s do it together then, and flood this used up hole with our double load of unmedicated toxic cum!” Max took a step back to watch and Alex started muttering, “Fucking poz me, give me all your cum. Fill up my goddamn hole, I want it!!!” Both Brian and Matt yelled out at the same time, “AARRGHHHH,” as they slammed home and unloaded their balls inside Alex’s ruined cunt. His cock was rock hard and leaking some precum, but he didn’t touch it. He could feel both cocks shooting their toxic loads inside him. He loved the fact that his asshole was getting filled up again. Both Brian and Matt held still until they had drained their balls and Matt pulled out, his big mushroom head coming out a little easier than it had gone in considering Brian’s cock was softening. It soon slid out of the cummy hole as well. As they got up off the bunk, Brian and Daddy Max exchanged phone#s for some future fun and then they left the room.

Went to a dinner party at a friend of a friend's condo last week...about six of us all together. Ate, drank, laughed. As the night wore on, the other two couples left, leaving me and the host. He was a very delicious looking, dark skinned, early 40-ish, Puerto Rican. He was several inches taller than me, heavy set but quite muscular, like a football player. He had one of those beer can dicks...long enough to get pretty deep and thick as fuck! He told me he was divorced and bi-sexual, to whick I told him that it means he just like to get his dick wet, no matter who it is. Conversation turned to making out, which led to me gagging on his dick, which led to me to biting the pillow has he plowed deep into my boi pusy while I was ass up on all fours. An hour and a half later, he pumped two loads into me real good. I was still horny as I didn't cum yet so I started sucking him off and licking up nut in order to get him hard again. He laughed and told me that our mutual friend told him that I a real dick hound slut and that he most likely was my type and that chances of his dick getting balls deep in me was real good. What he did next was a real mind blower. He took out a penis pump and pumped up his dick for about 20 minutes, all the while he rimmed and fingered my hole. After he was done pumping his already huge dick, it was even thicker. The veins in his cock popped out and the girth was impossibly huge. He tookmoff the penis pump, threw me on my back, pushed my knees way back, and went to town. It was like I was getting fucked by a whole brand new dick...amd super thick one that filled me up to the point I was going insane. His uber-thick dick kept rubbing hard on my P-spot until I came hands free. Cum dribbled out of my dick but the feeling was over the top. My boi pussy clenched down hard on his cock and he blew a nice, thick, hot, load in me...pure ECSTASY! Fast forward a week, having coffee with my friend. He asked me what went down. I told him that we fucked. He asked if he told me if he was Poz undetect. My mind kinda went blank after that. Kinda worried now. What do you guys think?

I got on CL for something anonymous and hooked up with this guy! He described himself as a blond jock and said he wanted to fuck me “raw!” He had two conditions: One: since it was anonymous, he insisted that I agree not to look at him while he was there! Two: he wanted to record our encounter “just for his personal pleasure!” I was super horny and readily agreed! The sex was GREAT! He sure could throw a mean fuck! It wasn’t until a few days later I saw that he had posted this pic of him BALLS DEEP inside me on several gay sites...even tumblr! FUCK! He was no “blond jock!” I KNEW this guy! He lives in the apartment next door and one thing I know for sure about my neighbor is that he has FULL-BLOWN AIDS! Should I file a complaint...or should I ask him to come over tonight for another session?

Years ago, I was getting plowed by a dude who wanted to hear me call my fuckhole my boy-pussy. Did it for him since he was hot and I wanted the load. Didn't think much of it after, but over the years, as I've been topping more then ever, I've heard bottoms spontaneously do it more and more. And I've even gotten to enjoying hearing it from time to time. Anyone else engage/experiencing this?

After taking 12 loads this guy comes and says can you take one more. Of coarse I can , then he pulls out his dick that is HUGE at least 11X7 and could he fuck. He spent almost an hour in my hole then shot this load like he was pissing in me but it was pure cum. Some thought I was neg. and chasing, this is a good reasion not to get a Poz tattoo.

Just hanging out relaxing after a hard long weekend of breeding a hot stubborn boy who came to us for breeding.

in a bathhouse or group i wouldnt mind...eventually some one ..or some ones... will cum in my sss..when its one on one then the load must be deposited ...

This boy came to us for breeding but once he was stripped cloths and personal belonging locked away and walked to the play room he freaked. So I brought him to what I like to call the sweat Box/Room were he will remain like this with the heat turned up to 85. Once he breaks he will be more than happy to be removed from that Hot sweaty room and have that rod removed from his hole. The best part is when you let them down and they cant stand on tip toes any more, sinking that rod as far as it will go into that boy pussy. He has been in there for only 45 min and he is starting to whine like a little bitch.

Part 3: Father Adelmo said, “Tonight, you will go with Brother Roberto and will sell these to my people in need. I also must see how far you are willing to go to obtain the CRF19 virus. Yes, I praise you for today’s service, but there is more you must do.” He tapped the partially empty baggy of white powder and said, “THIS IS A NECESSARY EVIL AND ONE THAT ALLOWS ME TO DO ALL THE GOOD WORKS I SHARED WITH YOU AND MANY MORE. THOSE WHO PARTAKE ARE LOST - FOR NOW AT LEAST - AND TONIGHT SO SHALL YOU BE. A LOST SOUL, AN EMPY HUSK – A BODY THAT EXISTS ONLY FOR THE PLEASURE OF THE DOWN, OUT, DRUG ADDLED, AND DISEASE RIDDEN. YOU MUST PAY THE PRICE TO REACH EL DORADO, TO FIND THE ONE YOU SEEK, TO BECOME THE SACRIFICE ON THE ALTAR OF MAN - FOR MEN - BY MEN.” I turned as Bob held out his open palm that now had small mounds of white powder on it. He smiled as I took the rolled up bill he offered and snorted and I could tell he was thinking, “That’s it slut - be that good drug whore - I can’t wait to fuck that ass some more!” I shook the burn from my head as the powder slid through my nose, down my throat and hit my bloodstream. Father Adelmo smiled and said, “May you taste the plagues of man tonight and may the angel of death ride on your shoulder as you seek and chase and corrupt those before you.” Didn’t this guy ever just speak in plain English? Why all the riddles? If you want me to go find some buggy dick just say so. Father Adelmo was now focused on other things as Bob cuffed my head to get me to focus then pushed me back out the way we came with a stop at the dirty little restroom on the way. One thing about chems, a good hit and one visit and my guts are clean as a whistle for fucking hours and hours. Before we exited the warehouse Bob stopped, hefted his t-shirt, pulled a pistol out of his pant’s waistband, checked the chamber, slid it back, then methodically checked the contents of the rest of his pockets and the small backpack he was carrying that was our stash. The way he did all this - with efficient, precise movements - made me suddenly think ‘military’. One more mystery to solve about Bob. Bob was a man on a mission and we had gone only a few blocks when he positioned himself at the end of an alley; his back against the corner of the building as his head swept side to side. A couple of cars passed, then Bob turned and walked down the alley and cut right into a small courtyard area formed by the back of a building. It was a warm night but there were a couple of small fires, mostly in cans, for illumination I guess as the sole street light in the alley had been busted. Eyes filled with sadness, pain, and misery turned at our approach; bodies tensed, hands grabbed the nearest bit of debris to use as a weapon if needed. Bob stopped and when I stopped too and looked at him he positioned the backpack on his shoulder, reached down, unbuttoned my blood red pants, then cuffed me so I would lean forward. He then opened a baggy, coated two fingers, and began roughly finger fucking me and slicking my hole with chems. My yelps of pain as he dug his nails into me, and the burn of the powder, gathered a crowd. Bob pulled his fingers out, I heard him lick them clean, and I turned and saw him hold up a small clump of baggies as he said, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” That must have been code for ‘fuck the chem slut’ as within seconds I had a rank BBC dick in my mouth and an anonymous dick was trying to find my hole. Took him a second to get his floppy dick up, but once he did he started bragging, “Wet white pussy guys. Shit, makes my dick burn! You think the blow will hurt those sores I got on my dick? Fuck hell - who cares right. How much of that we get?” The BBC in my mouth held my head, grunted, and fed me a load of cottage cheese. He stepped back, Bob handed him a baggy, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER,” and another guy took his place. Almost simultaneously the dick in my mouth and the one in my ass both cummed and withdrew and the guys shuffled off with payment for the fruit of their loins. Bob helped me stand up, I reached for a baggy, he cuffed my head and frowned, so I pulled my pants up. I almost jumped out of my skin when Bob then flashed a small pen light on and ran it up and down my pant legs, spit on a finger, wiped some dirt off the side, and totally ignored the few complaints from the Hell hound denizens of the courtyard. Satisfied, Bob led me back out to the streets and as we hustled down the blocks he would stop - to me seemingly randomly - hand one of the baggies of white powder with the angel mark on it to someone and say, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” Sometimes they had cash ready, which Bob deftly pocketed. Other times it did not look like they paid at all and I was having a hard time figuring out what the deal was. Our next stop was a little convenience store, or at least that’s what the front part was. We walked straight to the back, through a door, and then it was like a mini Adult Book Store (ABS) with a couple of booths, vids playing, guys getting sucked, and more. Bob continued on through the next door and we were met by a big bouncer looking dude holding a pistol. Shit! Bob held out a baggy, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” The bouncer opened the door behind him and the next room was stacked with boxes and shit and had a small table crammed in the middle that four guys were sitting around playing cards, smoking cigars, and drinking. Fuck I hate the smell of cigars. How can folks smoke that shit? Words were briefly exchanged, all in Spanish so I had no idea what was said beyond once again recognizing the word ‘puta’. I guessed that was my cue so I unbuttoned my pants, the four men slid their chairs back, baggies were tossed on the table and quickly snatched as Bob cuffed my head and I bent over the table. Once again my hole was stuffed with white powder and slicked up with spit and raw dick as one after the other of the four men fucked me. The first three were quick and not that big, but the fourth - damn! Even drugged up I cried out as he pushed into me. He was fucking thick and my ass ring stretched and relaxed and stretched some more and then he was off. He fucked rough and brutal and I cried out, “YEAH FUCK ME LIKE A PRISON BITCH! POZ MY ASS! INFECT ME MAN!” Well, that must have been the Jeopardy phrase of the day because that mother-fucker went to town. “La papaya trying to get rape fucked huh? Eager for el bruto’s dick? Make that shit bleed good like a drive by. Hmmm…” The table kept skidding across the floor with every thrust until that dick had me - and it - jammed and stuffed to the max. After we left I told Bob I needed a break and had to use the restroom. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a small bottle of water then escorted me to another alley and pointed. Fine. Treat me like a poodle bitch. So I popped a squat and let my guts loose. While I didn’t have to ‘go-go’ all that cum and being stretched was just uncomfortable. I don’t care what tops think - you try to open your hole up, take all that dick, and get filled with cum and whatever and you try to hold it in. It ain’t healthy man - although I guess maybe that’s the point. One must suffer to face divinity. Bob parked himself at another corner, pulled out a cell phone and typed a text. He stuck the phone in his pocket and closed his eyes like he was fucking napping while totally ignoring me, my questions, and the rest of the fucking world. A few minutes later I heard a deep rumble. Bob opened his eyes, stood up straight, and a bright, red convertible careened around the corner, and drove slightly past us until the driver slammed on the brakes. The car went into reverse, came to a jarring stop, and the driver turned, laid his right arm on the back of the seat and said, “Hola.” Bob walked around the back of the car to the driver’s side door and bent over and spoke with the owner. I stepped closer. They were speaking in Spanish so once again I was clueless as to what was being said. Nice car, red outside, black leather seats, looked like a classic that was restored to pristine condition. The driver was Latin. Tall, well-defined body, white pants and a red silk shirt open to his waist. He had a pair of gold-rimmed sunglasses on his head, even though it was dark out and gold rings on both hands and a gold watch that he was tapping against the steering wheel as Bob spoke. The car engine revved, Bob stepped away, the car drove off and turned a corner and Bob began walking after it. I hustled to catch up, and two streets over I saw the glimmer of the red hood peeking out of a dark alley. Bob cuffed my head. I stepped into the darkness, and saw the outline of the driver leaning against the wall, muttering to himself. Bob shined his penlight. The driver’s white pants were unzipped and the biggest dick I had seen yet in Miami was being beat hard. It was super thick, long, uncut, but what made me gasp was how it looked - it was riddled with boils and pestilence and even from where I was standing I could smell the reek of gangrene or death. Bob cuffed me, I started to object, so he cuffed me harder then opened a baggy, let me snort my fill, and proceeded to coat my ass pucker and waited. The driver of the convertible was still mumbling to himself and jacking his dick and I was not sure he was aware we were event there until Bob said, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” The puss filled dick was hard and ready and the driver’s eyes were now open as he stepped away from the wall, pushed me against his car and rammed his diseased dick inside me. The biblical Plagues of Egypt entered my body all at one - entombed as they were in this shaft of destruction - this Latin death stick. I was repulsed and hornier than I had ever been at the same time and pushed my ass back. I wanted him to rip me open, to fuck me, to rape me, to infect me - but hell I needed some more drugs first. I tried to push him off me with no luck but good old Bob knew and reached around, held out his palm full of chems and said, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” My ass was bloody, ripped, raw, and full of diseased cum and drugs and I was the happiest I could ever remember being! Even Bob had some pep in his step as he handed out the last of his baggies then as we hustled our way back to the warehouse he stopped me at a little corner park, yanked my pants down, slammed me raw against a bench, and yelled “OH DOS MIOS!” as he blew a load into my used man pussy just as an older man walked by with his little dog on a leash. The next day was an ongoing orgy of drugs, dick, life and death all hanging in the balance. When I confessed my sins in to Father Adelmo in the morning, he smiled and said, “That is good my son. The body must be worn down, weak, and destroyed to receive the gift of the CRF19 virus.” The good Father and the Brothers Roberto then anointed me again, over and over, with their holy oils and bodily fluids. That night I followed Bob as he made his rounds passing out the little baggies full of drugs all marked with the angel symbol. I sucked a couple guys, got fucked by a couple, but then he led me into an ABS that was filthier than some of the alleys. The volume of the generic music coming out of the yard sale speakers was extremely loud and clashed with the volume of all the porn playing in the booths, which appeared to be set at MAX on every one. I guess you didn’t need tokens in this place. The hallway we entered was long, dark, covered in dried piss, cum, and littered with old condoms, needles, crusted paper towels, and more. There was even a homeless guy passed out on the floor that the patrons had just shoved to the side against the wall so they could walk past him. Bob made his way to back end of the hall, turned right, and there under the dim light of the EXIT sign three very rough looking dudes were standing, smoking, chatting. They turned, smiled, and greeted Bob warmly before their eyes settled on me - all hungry, feral, and trying to decide if they wanted to fight me or fuck me. “You hungry for some bugarrón pinga?” the tallest of the three dudes said as he stepped past Bob and grabbed my wrist with his muscular, tatted up left hand and arm. I tried to take a step back and he laughed, yanked me closer, “That ass trying to do battle with some big dick? You ever been invaded by three rough el matón?” In answer Bob stepped close, waved a small fist full of baggies and said, “In the name of the Father.” The baggies were snatched, powder snorted, and in no time flat I was buck ass naked in the ABS hallway with a bugarrón muffling my yelps of pain with his big right hand while jamming powder coated fingers up my nose. One of his thug buddies was raping me dry, raw, and brutal as Bob stood to the side, casually checking his phone. I expected our action would draw a crowd, but anytime I looked to where the hallways met no one was there. I guess those straight thugs I was serving had a reputation of ‘keep the fuck out of our business’. Fine by me. “Open that bitch hole up,” the second bugarrón said as he dug his fingers in my just nutted ass. “Damn fag you can take some dick. Let’s see what skills you got when that pussy on fire from this good angel mix.” I moaned in pain as he now worked in a coating of drugs from the baggies Bob had handed out and my squirming only turned my assailant on more. This time I was bent over and my mouth and throat stuffed with expired sausage as my ass was stretched, stuffed, and renovated. The third guy, who might have been the shortest - yet still taller than me - had the longest dick of the three. He laid me on my back on the dirty hallway floor, “I like seeing a bitch’s eyes roll back when I bottom out,” he explained. He pinned my legs back, angled his dick, “Ready?” then laughed as he slammed in and I gasped and squirmed. He made no effort to go straight in, but focused on hitting me at an angle and scraping my walls as he slid down my chute. His rolls of foreskin felt amazing as they slid back and forth over his shaft, massaging my innards. I would have begged for it or pleaded, but he was slamming me so hard into the floor all I could do was grunt as the breath was pounded from my lungs with each drop of his body onto mine. “HERE COMES MY FUCKING LOAD BITCH - YOU READY TO GET BOTTOMED OUT? READY TO GET A HARDCORE DICK DOWN? OPEN THAT FUCKING CUNT - OPEN IT - OPEN - IT - FUCK YEAH - YOUR EYES ROLLING BACK NOW BITCH - DUMB CUNT - DUMB - OH SHIT - FILLING YOU UP!” The guy pulled out, stood up, shook the sweat from his face, grabbed a baggy and snorted as I stayed on the floor trying to catch my breath. He kicked me, “Stand and up and bend over, let me admire my handiwork masterpiece.” My legs were cramped, but I did, and felt a stream of nutt start flowing down my backside. He slapped my ass, “Fuck guys look at that gaping hole - twitching. You need it filled some more? Need some more strokes to paint that hole right? Hungry el maricón!” I grabbed my pants figuring we were done but the bugarrón who had just loaded me slapped my face, pushed me against the wall with his hand to my throat, his eyes wild. “Where you going off to? I ain’t done. They might be dry but my dick still dripping and I want to fuck that pussy while I watch my favorite titty flick as I get my nympho fuck on.” I was still naked as the straight, Latin thug pushed me down the hall, past a couple of gawkers who quickly scurried away. He shoved me into a booth, slid the latch on the door to lock it, pushed me roughly to the side as he hit the button on the wall and started flipping through movies until he found the one he wanted. “Shit gets me hard every time,” he said as I glanced at his vid of choice. He then grabbed me with both hands, pulled me close, bent his head down and while holding me in a death grip he started biting my nipples as hard as he could and moaning and groaning as he turned them to hamburger. I tried to pull away and he just backed me against the wall, body pinning me as he slurped, chewed, bit, and abused my chest. “Rape me and give me some more salsa,” I gasped. The Latin thug paused, raised his head, grabbed my skull with both hands and while looking at me spit in my face and said, “Oh yeah?” His arm came up, the forearm now over my throat as he pinned me and started biting my nipples intent on drawing red. Once he did, he looked at me, licked his lips, gripped my throat in his left hand and squeezed while with his right he shoved three fingers between my legs, found my ass, and started clawing, digging, and trying to get his hand in further. I inched up on my tippy toes and he smiled and pushed and clawed harder. He kept glancing at the porn on the screen, his eyes wide, his lips curved in a sinister smile. He then looked at me, held his right hand in position wedged in my hole, removed his left arm from my neck and gave me a hard slap on the face. I yelped and reflex brought my right arm up to touch my reddening check. “NO!” he yelled at me as he pointed a finger at the tip of my nose, then as I lowered my hand he slapped me again, then added a backhand as I turned the other cheek. Another glance at the vid, his sneer grew larger, then looking at me - SLAP SLAP - as his fingers dug deeper into my gut lining. “This is my favorite part,” the bugarrón said as he yanked his hand out of my shredded hole, turned me towards the wall, put a death grip/choke hold with his hands around my throat and drove his eager dick back into my hungry ass. I tried to tell him again to rape me - not like he wasn’t already, but you know, being in the moment and all wanted to let him know I wanted it. “Shhh bitch - I know,” he said, “I know.” He then spit on the back of my head, squeezed my neck tighter in his hands, and bent me forward a little so he could angle his dick in my ass deeper with each thrust. I focused on breathing through my nose, and relaxing my hole. He kept squeezing and pounding – tighter and harder and as the edges of my vision began to turn black his pace picked up, his fingers pushed, and my line of sight became a small tunnel of light. Right as the end of the tunnel seemed a step away, my Latin rapist released my neck. I was flooded with fresh air and stimuli and he reached around my body, grabbed by bitten nipples, squeezed them as hard as he could while planting his teeth into the left side of my neck right above where it meets the collarbone where he bit down hard. I GASPED AS HE CRUCIFIED MY BODY FOR HIS GLORY AND FILLED ME WITH HIS SEED. Finally spent, the bugarrón unlatched the door, stepped out and said to Bob who was calmly standing there with my clothes in hands in a pile, “Bring this one back.” I could tell Bob was pleased, but he just smiled as I got dressed and before we left he opened a baggy for me and let me snort out. As I shook the burn from my head and stretched, Bob caught sight of the bruises forming on my neck, and the red depths of the orgasmic bite. Without a word Bob used his left hand to pry my head to the side and latched his mouth onto the mark ensuring it would show for days to come. Once we left the ABS, I knew what I wanted - the guy in the convertible. When I told him, Bob smiled, got on his phone and as we walked, he handed out the baggies of drugs with the angel mark, saying to each parishioner in turn, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” Back at the same alley as the night before I froze when my plague carrying trade came into view. The guy was leaning against the wall again but his festering dick was already occupied by some little twink on his knees slurping it like a snow cone. Bob cleared his throat; the guy saw us, smacked the kid’s head and said something to him then kicked at him to enforce the point. The kid mouthed back, Bob stepped forward and handed him a baggy, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” The kid shrugged and scurried out of the alley. “Ready to breed some juicy ass? Jizz my pussy?” I asked. In no time flat I was on my hands and knees in the alley with that festering dick slamming as deep as he could go. My knees were being scraped, my palms were getting scratched up, but I didn’t care, I just needed that disease riddled dick to push all that buggarónes cum deeper then send me into religious ecstasy as he impregnated me with his own. The next morning, Bob met me at my little monk cell and instead of going to the confessional, led me outside, down the sidewalk, and to a house on a quiet neighborhood street. Father Adelmo met us on the porch, put his arm around my shoulder, and once we were inside I kneeled on the floor in front of him and bowed my head. He set the palms of his hands on my scalp in blessing and praise for my lecherous work and as I looked up into his eyes he said, “Welcome to Casa des Santos - the house of the saints - the hospice my charity work funds. And this - this room here to the right with a view of the garden, will be your room – a place of honor.” I was confused, and looked at him quizzically, “My room?” Father Adelmo furrowed his brow, pursed his lips at my ignorance and said, “Why yes my son. I assure you - you will find El Dorado and you WILL be infected with the CRF19 virus, but then what? Where will you go? You will have a place here and in that time I will ensure you are blessed and anointed more than you can handle as you share your new gifts with my flock.” I was trying to take that in when the Father added, “Now. You must go and pack. The boat leaves tonight and tomorrow night - yes tomorrow night - you shall find what you seek in Cuba. Your body has been destroyed, your soul is secure, your holy mission awaits. El Dorado shall fill you with his immaculate seed and with your body blossoming with the last of his life, you shall return here. You will have all you could desire as you share your gift.” In closing, he held out an extra large bag of white powder, “IN MY NAME YOU ARE THE SACRIFICE ON THE ALTAR OF MAN - FOR MEN - BY MEN.” Stay Tuned for Part 4 (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

This is only my second go at this, guys (and it's a true story) so I hope y'all enjoy! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- One night a few months back, I had to work late. We had a server crash and I was tasked with trying to collect as much data as I could. I ordered Chinese and as the sunset in the western sky, my eyes were burning and my patience was running thin. Not that I have a boyfriend to go home to, but hell---watching porn, watching the Golden Girls, or sleeping was better than this! I glanced down at my phone and it said 8:11. I decided to call it a night, and closed my workstation down and headed for the exit. I took a detour to the bathroom to take a leak---it’s a 15 mile drive home and there’s roadwork after 8 on the expressway. As I am pissing and enjoying the feeling of release, I glance over toward the sink and notice a sharps container. I work with some older folks, many of whom suffer from diabetes, so it makes sense, logically. Yet, my mind saw the biohazard symbol and my dick immediately started to swell (thankfully I was done pissing). Bad thoughts at work are hot in fantasies, but nothing worth someone coming in and then having an issue that would land me in the unemployment line. So, I zipped up, washed up, and headed towards my car. On the ride home, while trying to enjoy the swell in my dick, I pull out some poppers from my console (hey, you never know when that trick asks you to come over on your lunch break!) and huffed. That biohazard symbol kept coming back to me. I had to focus on the road, but my dick focused on that red and black symbol I craved. Wait---it was the second Wednesday of the month! On the second Wednesday of the month, our local sex club (Manifest) hosts a “Poz 4 Play” night. I am neg, and had always glanced at it and moved past it at home on my computer. Either the guys going weren’t really my type, I was too chicken shit to actually commit to going, or had something going on. Needless to say, I was torn---but being a member of this site has pushed me further and further to what will someday become (hopefully) a reality---the poz swimmers will take root and give me what I crave. I pull into a gas station, change into a jockstrap I had from baseball practice (earlier that week---sweaty too, hehe) and hopped back in my car. So, another huff and I plug the coordinates into my GPS---and 20 minutes later I am there. I’m in the parking lot. Car is running, the air is thick and humid, and the broadcaster is going on about the Braves dropping a game to the Padres. Moment of truth---do I take a chance and go? Or cut and run back home to porn and bed. Poppers---poppers like a magic 8 ball will guide me. I slowly inhale, and relax. I breathe out and release the day---I slowly get out from my car and make my walk to the door. I pay my money, and the door guy gives me a wink and says “You’ll be popular tonight young man” (Oh yeah, I’m 29, white, blonde hair, ice blue eyes, 8c, and an ass made of velvet). I nodded and gave him a smile and walked in. He then said, “Hey kid, have fun” and tossed me a small bottle of lube. Yep---I was in the right place. To give you some backgrounds, Manifest isn’t like a bathouse. You can’t walk around full on naked because there aren’t showers, there aren’t towels, and there isn’t a gym. It’s a straight on sex club. There are rooms (some that lock and some that don’t, and some with and without gloryholes). I walked through the place and saw some porn playing, some noises from some of the rooms and the smell of plywood the place was built with and the dim glow of some dirty lightbulbs lighting the place. I find a darkroom in the middle. Now, I love anonymous sex. I love being face down ass up blindfolded for men to come in and fill me. I don’t want them to see me and I don’t want to see them. I want their cum in me and that’s it. And, I invite bottoms over for the same treatment. It’s just easier that way---no names, no drama, no fuss. But, this was poz night. Walking in the place is certainly a step in and of itself, but taking that next step to walk into the dark room was something different. Again, the brown bottle in my hand did the trick. A little huff and I walked in. Not only did I walk in, I pulled my pants down and exposed my jockstrapped ass. I applied some lube, turned towards the wall and heard the floorboards creak. A hand, two hands caressed my fuzzy ass. The top then felt my smooth hole and grunted in delight. He used the lube to slather up his dick---this was it. I didn’t turn around (not that I could see anything anyway) and huffed again. He slid in just as the poppers kicked in. He went balls deep in the first thrust and I knew then what a pig felt like. Feeling his abs as he pounded me with his thick cock put me into outer space. I tuned out all noises, distractions, and other men to focus on THIS man giving me the seed I craved. It was all about him---in that moment. He fucked me hard and rough for a few minutes with a decent sized cock until the pace picked up, the breathing labored---and then it happened. A poz load up my ass. Not my first by any means, but first in a setting like this. Time had stopped, I’d just succumbed the moment. And as soon as he pulled out and I was about to get up, another one replaced it. I was in complete shock and complete bliss. All those nights reading stories on Breeding Zone and now, here I am! Again, the brown bottle shit everything else off except that poz dick up my hole---and that's the way I both wanted it to be and the way it should be. I must’ve taken 5 or 6 loads, before one burly muscular hairy bear guy whispered “I’ve seen your neg ass looking at my profile on BBRT---so enjoy this load” and popped it in me. I never understood how guys lost track of how much cum they took until that night. It was different---taking them all at once rather than one off situations where one guy dumps his load in me at home and leaves. This was special---and I loved it. My ass then needed a break and I needed a shower, so I pulled up trou and quickly made my exit. A rather inglorious and unromantic end to an evening I won’t soon be forgetting. This was 3 months ago, and I’m still neg, and still planning on going back and taking more poz cum.

Part 1 He was one of the few straight guys I sold to and definitely the hotest. His name was Troy and he was 19. And at 6'2", lean 190 pounds, blond hair and blue eyes he was the next door AF/frat boy type. He had a scholarship at the local university, but lost it over the summer for some infraction (probably drugs). He was mostly doing weed and coke, until a girl he picked up one night introduced him to Tina. He loved fucking on Tina and developed a nice habit. That's where I came into the picture. She introduced Troy to me so that he could get his own supplies. Soon he was hitting me up on a regular basis, but always seemed to be short on cash. Now, I am an entrepreneur. I have several "businesses' I run in addition to selling the best shit on campus. One of my businesses is a video web site where guys show off (either solo or couple). I knew he needed cash and started to plant the seed in his brain at how much cash he could make in one night. The conversation wnet like this: Me: "If you need cash I have a way you can make $100 a night easy." Troy: "I'm not seeling drugs!" Me: "Nothing like that, I have a web site that features hot guys like you that show off for viewers all over the world." Troy: "I aint doing anything gay, I'm not a fog." Me: "You don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with, but I will tell you the more you please your viewers the better tips you might get. I have a couple guys that clear close to a grand in one night." Troy: "I'll think about it." Me: "There's a special, secret viewing for those hot boys who like to blow clouds and stroke for the customer." I knew I had him thinking as I gave him a small supply of Tina for the night. It was enough to cloud his brain and when he wanted more without any means to pay for it I would have him. Sure enough by the next morning I got a text from him asking for more Tina. He and a girl he hung out with went through what he had in a few hours. He had no cash on hand and I brought up our discussion from a few hours earlier. I could tell he was in desperate need as he agreed to do the web site if I fronted him some Tina. I had him! He came over to where the video was broadcasted and I presented a contract for him to sign. He signed it without reading (what a dumb jock) and I gave him a teener of T. I informed him that he was to be back at the studio the next night around 8 pm to be prepared and given instructions. The next night he showed 5 minutes late (better late than never) and he was given a razor and instructed to trim or shave his balls, ass and chest. He was then led to a bathroom (which had a number of concealed cameras) where he proceeded to shave his entire body hair off. When he returned he was shown to his private room and told to show off for the viewers while chatting with them. I reminded him the more he would do for them he might get some tips. He spent the next 8 hours on camera stoking his coke (a nice coke actually, too bad by the time I'm done with him he won't really get to use it. By the end of the night he had received very few tips and only made $150. He was disappointed and asked "Do you have any suggestions how I could make more money. I lost viewers as the night went on." I asked him "Would you let another guy suck your dick? I know that would get you more viewers. They'd love to see a straight jock sucked off. I'd even up your base to $150 plus tips." Troy siad h "I need to think about that, when do I go on again?" I let him know he has a week to decide. The following week when he returned, hungry for some smoke made his decision easy. He agreed to have another guy suck his cock. I made sure he had plenty of G laced Gatorade (since it would help hide the taste) and plenty of Tina for them both to smoke. I knew with all those factors I might get him to do more. I had paired him up with Tommy, who was actually one of my vers/top studs and also HIV+! This session went better then his first session. He let the Tommy play with his cock and eventually give him a blow job while paying some attention to licking his taint and a few licks to his hole. As the night progress Tommy made sure that Troy smoked a lot of Tina. Troy started to get offers ($$) to blow Tommy. The first offer was $50 to which Troy politely replied that he was straight and didn't suck dick. The viewers questioned Troy on his sexuality and he continued to tell them that he was in deed straight. The offerd began to get better until the final one (prompted by me) came in offering him $500 to give Tommy a blow job to completion. I saw Troy's eye go wide at that offer and he thought this over. It was apparent that Troy was having dificulties getting hard as Tommy was still playing with his Tina dick. Tommy let Troy know that if they were going to make some serious cash they needed some action. I added to the fire with my private chat to them to get the action on before we lose any viewers and I lose money!! Tommy helped guide Troy's head to his crotch as Troy gave in knowing he needed to perform. He reluctantly began to suck Tommy's growing cock as he produced ample amounts of precum. Soon Tommy had Troy's mouth fully on his 9" cock as he he paid a little attention to Troys ass. Troy was lost in his attempt to suck cock for the first time he barely noticed Tommy work a finger coated in Tina laced lube into his hole. Troy was starting to get plesure from the attention to his ass while he attempted to suck his first cock. Tommy took his time as he added more lube and eventually a nice size shard of Tina to Troy's hole. Troy began to moan around Tommy's cock as more fingers were added to his hungry hole. When Tommy had worked a second shard inside Troy along with 3 fingers Troy was definitely entering slut mode when he asked Tommy "Oh god bro, that was feeling great, will you put your fingers back inside me." Tommy was perfect, "You want something in your straight, jock ass bro? How about my cock? Would you like me to slip my cock inside your ass?" Troy attempted to deny his fate, "Bro, I'm straight. I don't get fucked by guys" as he continued to suck Tommy's cock. Tommy pushed Troy down as far as he'd go onto his cock and asked "Do straight boy's like you suck cock? I know you want cock in your hole, it's hungry for me to breed it." Troy was completely defeated as he never let Troy's cock out of his mouth and shook his 'yes' letting Tommy know that he was accepting his fate. Tommy moved between Troy's legs positioning his bare cock at the jock's virgin hole. I made sure to get a close up of Troy's face on a split screen as Tommy's cock began to make its way where no man had ever been before. When Tommy's head breached the outer ring, there was a look of confusion on Troy's face. But as he slowly sank the full length into the Jock's ass the look turned to one of pure pleasure and desire. Tommy sank in balls deep as the Troy moaned out "Oh, fuck yeah!" Then he pulled out a bit and began to slowly initiate our former straight jock to the joys of man on man sex. With Tommy's abilities (and a little bit of Tina) he fucked Troy bast the time their show was supposed to end giving him 6 dirty poz loads of cum, and bringing this jock one step closer to being a gay porn star.

I made a resolution to get more barebacking this year. Anyone want to assist?

you should be thanking him and begging him for more

Ithink you're sooooo hot?, and id love to belong to you at least fir one weekend ??

FT. LAUDERDALE - Pumped two loads thru the gloryhole into a cumdump at Slammer's last night. We have an arrangement where he goes into the middle booth and when a top goes into another booth next to his I go into the other end. I watch/listen to him get bred while he's sucking on my cock. Then he presents his freshly loaded hole to me when the other guy is done. I saw him take 5 loads last night. Was awesome! But I know he can do better, he needs to step up his cumdump game!

I started having sex with men long before the AIDS crisis. So all fucking was raw. It was really, really rare to have a guy want to use a condom. The few times that happened, was because the guy was on the DL and married to a female and worried about other STD's. The first time I got seeded in my ass, I was about 16 years old. I had met an older guy at a park restroom in Salt Lake City. He drove me up one of the nearby canyons. He parked the car and we walked into the woods to an area where he threw down a blanket. We stripped and began to suck each other. As we were sucking, he turned me around and put his hard cock to my ass and began to push in. I was shocked and scared. I told him I had never been fucked and didn't think I'd like it. He kept insisting. He spit on his cock and on my ass and tried again to push in. I was extremely tight and it was hurting. I kept begging him to stop, but he wouldn't. He just kept pushing hard until he finally slipped inside my first sphincter. The pain was enormous! I kept begging him to stop, but he was determined to fuck me. He wouldn't stop. He just kept pushing. Then he fucked me hard and rough. I really wasn't enjoying it, because I was in so much pain. I was thankful when he finally came in my ass and pulled out. He did apologize as we drove back down the canyon and back to the city. He wanted to see me again, but I was pissed at him. I never saw him again. Now that I think back on it, it was really kind of a hot experience. But it wasn't hot for me at the time. Of course now I'm a pig and can't get enough cock in my ass.

I agree. Great story.

I'd just finished giving a hot str8 boy a massage that ended with me sucking a load from him. I'm still horny for some more dick. So, I head to the closest Adult Bookstore. It's kind of between the lunchtime rush and the after work rush. But there were quite a few cars in the parking lot as I pulled in. So, that's a good sign. I pay my money into the turnstile and enter the store and head for the booths in the back. A couple of obvious gay guys are roaming the hall of booths, trying doorknobs. I also try a few doorknobs. Damn! Most are locked. The guys in the two unlocked booths I did enter, quickly turned me down. Shit! It was that time in the afternoon, between rush times, when there was normally only gay guys there. For the most part, the same usual gay guys just hangign around, staring at their cell phones. They'll stand in booth doorways, taking up space. Or some will obviously cock-block other guys. It's usually a frustrating time of day for me in these Vegas ABS's. After about 5 minutes, I'm feeling that this is going to be a waste of time and money. I might as well leave and cut my losses for the afternoon. I'm heading toward the exit to the booths when I hear the chime of someone coming in the door. I stop dead in my tracks. I'll at least wait to see who new guy turns out to be? In walks a fairly good-looking Latino guy in his early 30's. 5'9", 170 lbs or so. He's wearing dusty, faded jeans, well worn, brown steel-toe work boots and an orange polo shirt with then name and logo of a large Paving Company from the area. He wandered down the hallway of booths, finally going into one and locking the door behind him. Every one of the gay guys in the hallway watched him like he was "fresh meat", and they were ready to pounce. One of the guys quickly followed after the Latino guy and tried the doorknob. But, sure enough, the door was locked. I moved to the booth next to his and stood in the doorway. I was hoping that after a few minutes, he'd get horny and unlock the door. From where I was standing, I was hoping I could hear the click if he did unlock the door. That quite often happens in these places. Several different guys strolled past and tried the doorknob. Finally his dollar ran out on the video machine, and he exited the booth. He wandered up and down the hallway a few times. Again, every guy in the hall had their eye on him. He walked past me as I stood in one of the booths doorways. We made quick eye contact and he entered the booth directly across from me. We again made eye contact as he pulled the door closed. But not completely closing the door. He left the door cracked open just a bit. Well, like flies on shit, I could see all the guys begin to rush towards his booth door. I was the shortest distance away from the door and got there first. I've learned you've got to be quick, in situations like this. This is no time to be courteous. It's every man for himself, when the competition for dick is this slim. LOL I entered his booth and locked the door behind me. He already had his cock out of his zipper and had it in his hand. A str8 porn movie was on the screen. I pulled out my poppers and dropped to my knees. I took his cock into my mouth. It was limp, and had a very ample foreskin dangling in front. I sucked and gently chewed on his foreskin. I slid my tongue up into his foreskin. After making love to his beautiful foreskin for a few minutes, I then went to work on sucking his cock. He cock continued to grow as I worked on him. He was definitely a grower, not a shower. He soon grew to a very nice 6 1/2 inches long. And rock hard. After a few minutes, he pulled from me and sat down on the chair. I crawled between his legs and went back to work on his cock and balls. He seemed to really get off when I was sucking on his low hanging, big ball sack, while I looked up into his eyes. I would alternate between sucking on his cock and then his balls. He was very aroused and I could tell he was getting close to cumming. Sure enough he was soon breathing hard and softly saying, "I'm cumming. Dude, I'm cumming!". His sweet cum filled my mouth and I greedily gulped it down. "Thanks", I said as I stood up and pulled a few paper towels from the dispenser to wipe my mouth. "No, Thank you! That was a great blow job, Man!". "Any time", I said as I pulled myself together and he pulled up his pants. I smiled at him as I left his booth.

Why hello all you good looking people out there. I know this is a odd place to be hearing about something like travel. I figure I want to work with people just like myself. So you are probably wondering what the hell is a Travel Concierge. Well thats easy, you know what a concierge is, well I take that and apply to me. You tell me what you want and where you want to go. I find the deals and pass them on to you. So with me, I bring the personal touch back travel. I want to be able to make your dreams a reality. This is brand new and still the ink has really yet dried. So to what I am trying to do, its get out there to each and everyone however I can. So for right now the best way would email and that would be Aaren-MacKenzie@ThePurpleLair.net So if thee is anything I can do to help your travel plans a reality, and especially if any of said plans happen to include Alaska. Hit me up.

I woke today at 9am when I heard my phone chime that I had a text. I grabbed my phone from the bedstand and checked my messages. There was a text from Walt that had just been sent. "I've got some new black dick for you, bitch. Get over here and taste it with mine". I texted him back that I'd be over ASAP. After cleaning out and showering, I headed over to Walt's condo. I knocked on the door and I heard his familiar voice yell out. "It's open. Come in". I turned the knob and entered his condo. It was pretty dark in the living room. The blinds were all closed. But the light from the TV set and the str8 porn movie showing on the screen gave enough light for me to see Walt and another black guy sitting on the sofa, naked and stroking their cocks to some str8 porn. "Lock the door, fag. You've got some dicks to suck". I locked the door and quickly shucked my clothes. "Is Antone here", I asked? "Nope. Antone's moved back with his Mother in L.A. He hated his job and quit it after one week. So I told the lazy little shit that he had to get another job or get out. He moved back to his Mother, the little prick". "Who's your friend", I asked? "Pardon my rudeness", Walt laughed. "Dave, Ben, Ben, Dave. Ben's my old Army buddy from the Army. Ben's a Master Sergeant at Ft. Benning, GA. He's stayin with me for a few days. He hasn't been in Vegas in quite a few years, so I want you to help make this a memorable visit for him", Walt again said with a chuckle. My eyes have adjusted to the darkness of the living room. I can see Ben is an attractive black man in his early 40's. Short military haircut. Broad, muscular chest with tightly curled black hair covering his muscled pecs and and abs. He had muscular thighs and calves. He didn't appear very tall, but he was tight, and compact. Very handsome and masculine. "My pleasure. Welcome to Vegas", I said as I dropped to my knees between Master Sergeant Ben's long, muscular legs. "Wooooooooo.......", Ben said, as he put his arm out to keep me from leaning down to his half hard cock. "You're here to suck off Walt, buddy. Not me. I don't do shit with fags. I'm just curious to see you service my buddy, here. I don't want your faggot mouth on my dick.". "My apologies", I say as I scoot over between Walt's legs and take his big dick between my lips. "Sorry, Dave. Should have warned you. Ben just wants to watch and jack off. You'll have to settle for just my dick". I continue to suck on Walt's cock. He grows quickly as I work on him. From the corner of my eye I can see Ben stroking his cock. He mainly watches the str8 porn on the screen. But will occasionally turn his head and watch me worshiping his Army Buddies cock. Walt now has grown to full hardness. His cock has a big mushroom head on it. I suck, lick up and down and occasionally suck on his balls. Ben seems to be spending more and more of his time watching me work on Walt, than he's doing watching the str8 porn. I lift Walt's legs and begin to lick his asshole. Walt now lets out a soft moan. He draws his knees to his chest to give me better access to his hole. I spread his asscheeks and really go to work on his ass. Walt's moaning loudly and getting verbal. "Yeah! Eat my hole, Faggot! Eat my black hole, you queer!" I catch a glimpse of Ben leaning forward to get a closer and better look at me eating his buddy's hole. Soon, Walt has moved himself to his knees on the sofa. His ass pointing out. I again spread his asscheeks and again dive into his hole with my tongue. I have to occasionally come up for air. As I come up for air I decide to take a drag on my poppers. As I'm poppering up I look over to Ben. Ben is now rock hard. He's got a good 9"s of beautiful bbc. He's stroking it furiously and is ignoring the TV screen. He's been watching me eat out his friend. After a few sniffs of poppers, I go back to eating Walt's ass. Walt finally pulls his ass from my mouth, turns and feeds me his cock again. As I'm sucking, Walt leans forward and begins to finger my asshole. Yup! He want's my hole. After a few minutes of me sucking Walt and him fingering my ass, Walt gets up and moves to the end of the sofa. It has a very low, upholstered arm on the ends. He tells me to kneel on the arm of the sofa, so he can stand behind me and fuck. I move to the end of the sofa and kneel on the arm. I lean forward and brace myself on the sofa cushion. My ass is now at a good level for Walt's dick. Walt lubes up my ass and his cock and quickly slides up into me as I sniff my poppers. Ben is sitting less than a foot in front of me on the sofa. I'm eye level with his big, 9" black cock. He's still stroking it. I see some precum form on the piss slit of his cock. Walt's cock feels amazing in my ass. I'm moaning and Walt's moaning as he fucks me. Ben suddenly scoots closer to me. His cock is now just inches from my face. He obviously has changed his mind. I lean forward a bit and lick the drop of precum from his cock. He pulls his cock back from my lips as if he doesn't want me to do it. But then slaps his cock on my tongue that I have out. He slaps his cock several times on my lips and tongue. Then he scoots a little bit closer and I take his cock between my lips. It's an awkward angle. I can't get too much into my mouth. So, I come up off his cock and ask him to scoot closer. He does and I swallow his cock as far as I can down my throat. Soon we have a good rhythm going of Walt's cock slamming in my ass, and my mouth sliding up and down Ben's cock. Walt slaps my ass a few times as he's fucking me. "This is a nice pussy, Ben. Sure you don't want to take a ride?" "Nice and silky inside", Walt says. Ben pulls his cock from my mouth and stands up. He walks to my ass to see his buddy's cock sliding in and out of my ass. "Ok. Let me try that hole". Walt pulls out of me and Ben slides his cock into me. "Ah.......Fuck!" I hear Ben say as he slides into my warm, wet hole. Ben wastes no time in beginning to fuck fast and furiously. I'm sniffing poppers as Walt moves to where Ben had been sitting and feeds me his cock. Ben is really pounding hard. I finally have to give up sucking Walt. Because Ben't thrusts are so hard, it's making me gag on Walt's cock. Soon, Ben lets out a loud grunt and slams deep into me. I feel his cock throbbing as he empties his load in my cunt. "God, DAMN!", Ben shouts as he fills my ass with his load. He pulls out quickly from my ass, as if he's just realized what he's done. Walt quickly stands and takes his place. Again slamming into my now dripping pussy. Walt grabs me tightly around the waist and slams hard and deep into me. "Fuckin whore! Yeah, this fuckin whore loves our straight black dicks", Walt says as he really goes to town ramming my hole. 5 or 6 more minutes of intense fucking finally results in him letting out a low, growl as he begins to shake and his own load fills my gut. I milk all I can from his cock as he slowly slides out of me. Then he feeds me his cock to clean off. As Walt pulls out and I climb off the sofa arm, I notice that Ben has been standing to the side of us, closely watching his friend seed my hole. His cock is still hard and he's stroking it. I drop to my knees at his feet and open my mouth. I taste his cock as he's stroking. I can taste his cum and my ass on it. I try to suck him, but he pulls away and just continues to stroke his cock fast and furiously. So, I just kneel here with my mouth open. So he knows I want his load. Soon he moans again and cum sprays from his piss slit. I dive onto his cock with my mouth and swallow as much of his cum as I can capture. Then he pulls his cock from my mouth and he goes into the bathroom to clean off. I dress as Walt lights up a cigarette and sits on the sofa. He picks up the remote and flips off the porn dvd and finds an ESPN station. I dress and pull myself together. As I'm ready to go, Ben comes out of the bathroom. A towel wrapped around his waist. "Thanks for the fuck, guys. I always enjoy it, Walt. Thanks, Ben", I say as I leave the condo. "Sure thing", I hear Walt say as I close the door behind me.

I don't use the term referring to myself, but use it as a reflection of the top. I came out to a friend yesterday who I have worked with for 2.5 years, she was shocked. Many of the women I work with have hit on me. I think I am obviously gay, but then, I know me. She said there is nothing feminine about me, and it really is true. I don't see anything wrong with that, I just am not. The big turn on for me when a top or Dom guy calls me or my hole a "pussy" is not the word so much as the attitude behind it. It's more the attitude of power and control that cums along with it. And that doesn't happen with all tops/Doms. I find bullies weak and boring, a total turn off. There is a mind fuck that some guys have that makes me wildly sub and open, wanting to be bred by them even more... kind of an "on" switch. When that is conveyed in their use of the word "pussy" , I fucking love it.

There was only 1 guy left waiting for his turn, so Max decided it would be a good time to take a break after this guy unloaded. He went and closed the door so no one else would come in for now. After the extra thick black cock, the guy’s decent sized cock slip right in with no effort and no lube. He didn’t seem disappointed, though, and fucked Alex good and hard. He lasted a bit longer than most of the guys that had fucked him so far. He fucked in and out of the used hole, slamming home every time. But finally he increased his speed, fucking harder and faster. “Fuck yeah, love breeding this loose cunt full of toxic cum. Turns me the fuck on. I don’t know how many loads of Aids cum you’ve taken tonight, but here comes another. I just got my diagnosis today so you’re the first guy I’m giving my Aids cum to.” Alex moaned at that news and started begging him, “Please give me your Aids cum! I’m so lucky to be your first. Please breed my ruined cunt!” “Oh yeah, you’re getting it alright, you’re getting it right now. FUCKING TAKE MY TOXIC CUM!” He slammed all the way in and held still as he emptied his balls into Alex, who had a huge smile on his face. “Thank you, Sir”, he said when the top pulled his cock out of the wide open hole. “No, thank you,” he said as he picked up his towel, opened the door, and left the room. “Is the party over so soon?” Alex asked Daddy Max. “Oh fuck no, not even close. I just thought we’d take a little breather and let you up for a bit. But first, I need to do one thing.” He got a good sized butt plug out of one of the lockers and headed to Alex’s ass. “We don’t want you losing any of these loads, now do we? At least not yet.” “No Sir, not at all,” Alex replied as he felt the thick butt plug being inserted in him. It was a good tight fit. Daddy Max took off the leg and wrist restraints and slowly helped Alex stand up. He’d been in the sling for a few hrs now, plus had a couple of doses of GHB running through his system, so he was a bit unsteady. He walked around the room for a minute, stretching. They sat on the bunk next to each other. Daddy Max put his arm around Alex, “So are you having fun, boy?” “OMG, Daddy, I’ve never had a night like this! I’ve never had this much sex before. And I’ve never met anyone like you before, either.” he replied. Daddy Max brought his other arm up and enclosed Alex in a tight bear hug. “I feel the same way, boy.” They leaned in and started kissing each other, making out like teenage sluts. They lay back on the bunk as one, never stopping their kissing, Daddy Max making those growling noises again. Their hands were all over each other, feeling each other’s nipples and pecs, running fingers through chest hair, squeezing hard cocks. It was extremely erotic, making out like this, these 2 hot men. After a while, Alex broke the kiss, “You know, Daddy Max, I’ve been getting most of the action tonight, why don’t you lie there and let me work on your cock for awhile.” “Boy, you fucking read my mind. But first, I want some of what you have in your used cunt. It’s been in there long enough, plus we need to make room cause once we open that door again, you know there’s still going to be guys wanting to breed your slut ass. And besides, I LOVE eating out a used hole!” Alex got on his hands and knees on the bunk so his Daddy could take out the butt plug and start working on his hole. As he removed the plug, Max commented, “I love the way your asshole is all puffy and swollen from all the fucking and abuse.” He immediately started licking up and down Alex’s crack and then zeroed in on the used hole. He stuck his tongue into the slightly open hole and started eating him out. Alex started moaning and Max was growling deep in his throat, obviously loving what he was doing. He stuck a couple of fingers in the puffy hole and fucked them in and out a bit and went back to felching. He started sucking on the ruined hole and Alex pushed out a little, to help. Max started getting some of the accumulated poz cum running into his mouth and growled even more. He kept this up for a minute, then stopped and said, “Now sit on Daddy’s face.” He lay back on the bunk and Alex manoeuvred himself so he was squatting over Max’s face. He helped him get in the right position and pulled him down so his used asshole was right over his mouth, then pulled down further. Max stuck his tongue back up in the hole and started sucking again. Alex started pushing out again and Max was rewarded with a nice flow of poz cum, fresh from his boy’s well fucked pussy. He savored the taste of all the guy’s mixed cum and the taste of Alex’s ass as it all filled his mouth. This had Max’s cock as hard as steel, so Alex leaned over and started sucking on the head of the poz cock. They kept this up for a few more minutes until Max gently pushed him up off his face. “I’ve had my mouth full of cum, now it’s your turn, boy.” Alex crawled down between his legs so he could get more of the daddy cock he wanted so badly. He took the thick poz cock and licked it up and down the shaft, kissing and licking the head. Max was so turned on from all the fucking he’d been watching, not to mention the felching he’d just done, that he was precumming heavily. Alex moved down and sucked on his new Daddy’s balls, taking each one in his mouth and tugging on them. “OH YEAH, play with those balls. Tug on them,” he said. The younger slut did just that, working each ball, tugging on them with his teeth. He went back up, licked, kissed, and nibbled the cock head and then opened his mouth and took as much of the thick cock as he could in his mouth. He was able to go a little ways past halfway down the shaft on the thick cock. He started sucking on it, running his tongue around the head, continuing to pull on his balls, which made Daddy Max moan and growl. “Your mouth is as good as your ass, boy! Oh fuck YES!!!” Alex loved the taste of the precum that was running freely. He kept sucking on daddy’s cock, gently using is teeth here and there as he moved up and down the thick shaft. He could tell Max was starting to get close by how loud the growls were getting, plus, the thick cock got even harder. He turned on the suction, desperate to get every drop of his poz cum. Max’s balls started pulling up and he yelled, “You’re about to get a big poz load in your talented mouth, you slut! Keep sucking it out of me. Oh goddamn YES, here it comes!” Alex kept up the suction and was rewarded with a big gush of cum in his mouth. Daddy spurted several times and Alex sucked down almost every drip. Once he could tell his balls were dry, he climbed back up to his Daddy and kissed him again, but this time shared more of the cum with him. “Fuck boy, that was intense and amazing. You really know how to suck cock and I could spend hours eating that fine ass of yours,” Max stated. “Thank you Sir!” Alex replied. Then he said, “Daddy Max, I think I need to go take a piss after all that water.” “You don’t need to go anywhere boy. Your daddy loves boy piss right from the tap.” “Goddamn, really? I’ve never had anyone drink my piss.” “Well, another first for you tonight. Stand up next to the bunk and let me get my mouth on your hot cock.” Alex was nervous and excited all at once. He stood up and let Daddy Max take his semi hard cock in his mouth. He clamped his lips around it tight and gave Alex the thumbs up. He put both hands on Max’s head and let his bladder go, sending a heavy stream of piss into his mouth. He swallowed as fast as it rushed into his mouth. Alex was again in awe of this stud of a man. Once his piss stopped, he pulled his rapidly hardening cock out. “You ever do water sports, boy?” his daddy asked. “Not yet. I’ve always been curious, but never went there,” he answered. “Another thing for us to talk about, in the future, Daddy Max said with a smile.

I collect loads by jacking off into a small sealable plastic food container then put it into the freezer. When I'm getting ready to get fucked, I'll thaw the container in the fridge a little, then pour some liquid cum into an ice cube tray. Some stores will sell the kind of tray made of silicone with the shape of a bullet to put the cubes in water bottles. Perfect for making cum suppositories. Melts nicely as you're driving to your top's place so you're lubed and ready to take more loads.

I've never fucked a slut who didn't enjoyed being called names. They all love dirty talks and I do too. And we know who's in charge,

Game Quest: Part 2 About a week passed, and I had purposely stayed out of the game. Instead, I went onto the hook up site, Daddies4bois and altered my profile slightly so that it couldn’t be matched up with my gaming profile, changed my location to the other side of the country to provide a false sense of security to open up to a stranger, and then contacted him there. In the week that followed, we messaged back and forth all the while, probing him deeper about his fantasies and kinks, and joyfully having to explain to him many in the process. He was truly innocent, but had definitely been exposed to kinky vids and sites on the internet. What he didn’t know, I took it upon myself to educate or “expose” him to. During the process, what I discovered about him was innumerable, and his curiosity was never ending. Ah, to be 19 again. It was also a great opportunity to lead him to where I would want a boy to be: TPE slavery, group play, sm, and because of my newly acquired status, risky bareback sex and pozzing. The issue of HIV and barebacking brought up the most questions and he was the most apprehensive to barebacking. So, I barraged him with tons of videos and websites showing him how hot it would be for him if he was a poz sub boy for pervy daddies. Soon his questions abated and he began to ask if I had more vids about boys being “bred” raw. Of course I gladly obliged, and sent him vid after vid, happy that it looks like I got him hooked on the fetish and being a dirty little slut boy. After a week or two, I started to encourage him to actively reach out and look for someone local to hook up with for real, a dominate daddy figure that would own and take care of him. We talked about this for hours, and probed him about older guys he knew, that might serve as a good mentor. Then it happened. My phone rang, and I looked at the screen to see a local number that I didn’t know. I answered and sure enough it was the same voice I had heard many times in the online quest voice chats. “Hi.” said the voice in the loudspeaker. “Is this Dionysies?” “Is this Dionysies, what…?”, I responded. “That’s number 5 boy.” “Oh, I’m sorry Sir, I didn’t know we were still on the quest Sir.” “That’s ok boy.” I responded. “What’s up? I’m Rog by the way, but continue calling me ‘sir’ that works just as well.” “Thanks Sir, I’m Greg” “Did you still want to do cosplay with me Sir?” he asked. “Of course, boy the offer is still open. When are your free?” “I’m pretty much free all of the time Sir.” He responded sadly. “What about tomorrow then boy? I get off work at 5.” “That’s ok with me Sir, where will we go play Sir?” “You don’t have any costumes is that right?” “No Sir” “Well since you don’t have a costume, why don’t you come over here and you can borrow one of mine. You can choose whatever you like, I have some nice medieval ones.” “Cool Sir! I love medieval Sir! Castles and dragons and dungeons are so cool Sir!’ “I thought you might boy! Also tomorrow’s good ‘cause I can call some friends that I’ve played with before to see who’s free to join in.” I added. “They’re very experienced and would be happy to show you the ropes too.” “I don’t want to drag down the game, but I think I’m a quick learner Sir. Would they be ok with a newbie.” “Oh yes, very! I know them pretty well, and trust me, they will have no problem getting you into your role and leading you down the right path. As long as you prove as obedient as you do online, there’s not much else to worry about.” I giggled a bit here, but he continued with an enthusiastic: “OH cool Sir! It really sounds like fun!” “It definitely will be boy.” I said. “And by the way boy, that was number 6,” I chuckled. “I’m sorry Sir” he said then met my laugh. “It’s ok boy, you’re learning. Here’s my address… I’ll see you at 5:30, don’t eat we’ll take care of dinner as part of playtime. You can park your car in front of the garage.” “Ok Sir, I won’t Sir.” He hesitated, then added, “Sir, I don’t drive, I’ll be on my bike, I think it will take about 40 minutes Sir.” “That’s ok boy, there’s room for your bike,” I laughed, “just make sure you’re here by 5:30.” “Yes, Sir. I will Sir.” “Good boy” I said gently. “Now, we’ll see you tomorrow.” “Yes Sir.” “Good bye for now. Get plenty of rest tonight, real-life play is more physical than online quests.” “Yes, Sir, I will Sir. Good bye Sir.” I hung up the phone. Sweet!! I said to myself, everything is paying off, and mentally ran through everything I needed to get ready.

Ive got a young 20 yr old calls me at work on occasion. Asks if he can come over. Of course I say yes. I'm waiting in the dark restroom, naked and bent over. He face fucks me till I can taste his precum. He rough fucks my hole and calls me his cum slut, pumps in a load and then leaves. I'm left with a cum sloppy hole and loving it!

This is so fucking amazing - I have a mental list of conquests I would love to reencounter at this point in my life. Conquests i encountered when i was the shy but eager sex novice :-) how i would rock their world now... If i had the chance To seduce and tempt them with who I now truly relish being... a fiercely proud pnp manwhore with the juiciest mancunt that begs to be pounded and bred by tops and a thick juicy Poz cock for the sloppiest mancunts

My stepdad thought I was needing to start taking dick when I was 8, teaching me to suck his and then other friends of his (in Alaska) who were straight, family fishermen. I got really good at that and then on my 10th birthday, was fucked and my stepdad made sure that continued for a long time. My mom was gone, she left my stepdad and asked me to stay with him, given we were such good friends. They divorced and my stepdad ended up with the judgement thanks to my mom not contesting my staying with stepdad. I wanted that to happen that way. Stepdad and I were enjoying a daily sexual life that was very exciting to me as a kid, no pants or underwear allowed in the house, I sleep naked on my stomach, I suck dick in truck at all times when we're driving somewhere, I make myself available to stepdad's friends at all times...and a few other things, all of which were ok by me.. I enjoyed doing all of it with my stepdad. I don't think a big part of my life is because that happened when I was young, the only thing that carried across was probably being submissive more than not and automatically doing what another guy wants rather than my thoughts on the subject.. other than that, my libido and all is just fine for having gone thru that when I was young..

A few moments later Daddy and I both looked at each other over the cock pigs sweaty arching back, smiling evilly at each other as we realized the booty bump - and definitely not the last one this weekend - was hitting this virgin cock sucker. I had just slid 3 tina-coated fingers back into his tight burning and accepting hole and was thrusting the fingers as deep inside him as I could reach while turning and twisting them. No flinch this time when the burn came...just a hungry moan and an even hungrier push of his ass back to take my magic fingers deeper. "DAMN boy!" I heard Daddy say. "Yeah suck that cock! Fucking deepthroat that hard fat daddy dick and gag on it! You like that dick doncha? Like feeling it stretch and fill up your face hole doncha?" The pig mumbled loudly and eagerly around the fat poz cock impaling his throat as he pushed back more onto my fingers. "And you like what your pig bro's doing to your ass too, doncha cock pig? You can't get enough of how he's making your ass feel right?" Daddy pulled the sucking mouth abruptly off his cock and the pig cried out "I love it Daddy! I fucking love it! My ass has never felt so good! Please can I have more?!" Daddy grinned at the flying pig boi as he slid the pipe stem between his full wet lips and lit the flame. "Of course boi. You can have more all weekend long. Now inhale BIG while your bro keeps working your ass!" To Be Continued............

Truvada doesn't so much prevent HIV from *entering* cells so much as it prevents it from multiplying once it gets there. In simple terms - in order for HIV to infect you, it has to get into your T cells, hijack the cell's DNA, and tell it to start making new copies of the virus. Eventually the cell dies and releases a whole bunch of new viruses out into your body to find other cells to infect, starting the cycle over again. Every drug we use to fight HIV works by interrupting this life cycle at some point. Some drugs prevent HIV from getting into the cell in the first place. Many prevent it from hijacking the cell's DNA. Others prevent it from being able to manufacture new copies of itself. Truvada is a combination of two drugs that both prevent the DNA hijacking step. These drugs were considered the best choice for PrEP because of a combination of being relatively lower in side effects and only needing one dose a day. Also, there are fewer strains of HIV circulating that are resistant to these drugs. So when you're on PrEP, taking it daily as instructed, and you get bred with a viral load of cum, the virus tries to take over your cells but can't, because they are already saturated with drugs that prevent the DNA hijacking step from happening. This is different from using Truvada for NPEP (the post-exposure HIV prevention meds) because in that case, you don't have any HIV drugs onboard when you take the poz load. Because of that, you need a drug that will interrupt the life cycle of the virus in another place, to give your body a chance to contain the infection. Usually this is a drug that prevents the virus from entering new cells (Isentress or Tivicay are the most common choices). That is why you have to start NPEP within 72 hours of getting bred, because after that the infection has likely spread too far for the drugs to contain it.

Hiya .. thanks for the rep!

Hey, NY State rawladz, Maybe a bb orgy (winter-spring of 2017) should be organized to gather you lovers of bb sex together in 1 hotel room for great sex!! What are your thoughts? For me, it's a short car ride to come from Toronto.

"Get up here boy and sit in Daddy's lap. It's time for all 3 of us to get real piggy." The cocksucker, hearing daddy's command took one last loud slurp on the meaty tool he had been feeding on then rose up and eagerly straddled daddy's thighs wiggling his hairy ass against the spit soaked cock rubbing up against him. "You two pigs looked damn hot when you were making out earlier. Got your leather daddy horned up nice and hard. Now I want to see you two fuckers shotgun some tina then really make out." The pig boi and I looked at each other eagerly, and I could see the barely restrained hunger in his dark soulless dilated eyes. He was a damn good kisser and I was going to enjoy this just for that part of it alone. But even more, I would enjoy it knowing that the shotguns would get him even more spun and closer to crossing that line he wasn't even aware Daddy had already drawn for him. Daddy placed the well-loaded pipe stem up to the full wet lips of this young horny sub pig and lit the flame under the bowl. "Take a HUGE hit pig. I want this shotgun to last so you two fucking bois can swap spit a long time and make Daddy's dick hard and needing to cum." The boi moaned hungrily and began to inhale deep and steady. I was impressed! His hit was even longer than most of Daddy's. As I watched him inhale, I saw the change reflected in his darkening eyes, the powerful potent Tina taking control of him....just as Daddy had planned. The next step would begin soon...as a matter of fact right after we shotgunned. My eyes flickered briefly to the TV screen playing - of course - gay bareback porn. The scene showing now was 2 hot daddies with a young jock in a sling, one feeding him the pipe while the other was blowing clouds up his hole. We didn't have a sling, but.... The sub boi finally ended his hit and with a whispered seductive command from our Daddy he leaned forward to meet my parted lips, and exhaled the biggest damn shotgun I had ever had! Holy Shit!! I started feeling my whole body tingle within seconds! If I wasn't careful I'd be as out of it as our star attraction. I sucked the smoke in slowly tasting his lips and tongue, then returned it to him as we moaned into each other. My fingers moved to his nips and began pulling on them, intensifying the shotgun and tongue action as we traded the smoke back and forth 6 or 7 times. The smoke was gone but with daddy egging us on we leaned into each other and started making out noisily. What a fucking tongue and mouth this boi had on him! I couldn't wait to have him using it on my poz cock! As we continued making out, now rubbing each others skin, I felt Daddy's hand slide down my naked sweaty back then felt the familiar pleasure of his thick finger sliding into my wet hole. I grunted with lust and need, and at the same time realized he must have done the same thing to the pig as he grunted loud and hard and pulled back from my lips. "That hurts, Sir", he said, looking at Daddy. "That's what Daddy wants, right now pig. And you want to please your Daddy, don't you?" "Yes, Daddy, but...." "No buts, pig! It's only hurting because your hole is so tight and dry. My other boy is obviously enjoying it, but his hole is nice and wet and recently stretched." Daddy looked at me and I took the cue. "Daddy, maybe I can help get the pig's hole wet so he'll enjoy it when you slide your finger in him again. I've been wanting to taste that hairy hole of his ever since he got naked! May I, Sir, please?" Daddy had told me to be sure to play up the submissive attitude at the beginning. Daddy looked at the sub pig who was already nodding his head, silently asking daddy to approve. "You liked his tongue in your mouth, didn't you boi? I bet you'd fucking love to feel him using it on your ass wouldn't you?" "Oh yes, daddy, I would! Please! I want him to eat my ass and make me wet...so I can please you!" Daddy leaned back in his chair, pushed us both off his lap and spread his legs, his thick, 8.5 inch cut beautiful toxic cock throbbing in the air. "On your knees, pig! You and me will smoke the pipe and you'll suck Daddy's cock, while your pig brother gets behind you and fucks your hole with his tongue. Would you like that?" Daddy hadn't even finished the question before the pig was on his knees, licking at the oozings coming out of the piss slit of the cock in front of him and arching his back and pushing his ass out for me. "Yes, Daddy! I would...I would like it very much!" Daddy put the pipe to the boi's lips again and commanded him to suck the glass cock, then suck his Daddy's cock. He looked over the boi's back at me with an almost demonic leer of dark pleasure on his face and nodding his head toward the full baggie of T shards on the table next to me said to me, "And, you. boy! Do what you're back there to do! And make sure your pig brother feels it!" I smiled as I lowered my face to this young unsuspecting chemmed up jock's ass, knowing my tongue wasn't going to be the only thing sliding up his hole in the next few minutes. To Be Continued.....

When you offer up your pussy to be used as a cum receptacle by another man, your are his bitch.

yes, fill me up or yes, I want it. And I always thank them for cumming inside me

Anyone in Boston wanna teach this tight little bonus hole boy his rightful place as a fucktoy? I wanna get slammed and used for the first time.

Spent the week in L.A., wish I could say I spent the whole time fucking but with recovering from a bad case of Ghonerrea... Good news is I healed up in time to get down over the weekend. Started off Friday right with a trip to Palm Springs. Stopped off at a Gold's gym in West Covina for that pre-desert pump, got a message on Scruff from some extra beefy 19 year old slut in the middle of my routine. His profile explicitly stated "No Sex" so I thought it was a joke when he invited me over out of the blue. But then he sent an enticing pic of him kneeling in a mirror showing off his meaty jockstrapped ass and harness. Workout over, address received. I get to his place, looks like he still lives at home. A bit nervous as I walk through the unlocked front door, house sounds empty except for a faint whirring sound coming from down the hall. I cautiously approach only to find the bitch on his knees in the middle of his room feverishly ramming his big smooth hole with a fairly substantial vibrator. As I step up behind him, quickly stripping down to my own jockstrap, he asks me to go slow as he removes the toy. I line my fat uncut cock up at his quivering well lubed hole, spit on him and laugh. "Bitch, I gotta get back on the road ASAP. I'm not taking anything slow," as I plunge into him with all my weight and angst from not having cum in a week. I make use of that harness and throw the boy around a bit as I fuck his hole extra deep from all angles. I turn him towards his mirrored closet so I can look him deep in the eye as I pound the stupid out of his young but clearly experienced pussy. He later tells me "believe it or not, it's my first time getting fucked," as I'm cleaning off to go. I tell you this bitch was definitely taking loads well before me. Either way in the moment all I knew is he was young dumb and ready for my cum. I was probably only in him five minutes before I was flooding his supple cheeks full of seed. And then I'm back on the road to PS. I was told I should check out CCBC's if I wanted to get fucked. As luck would have it I get there just in time for the sun to go over down over the mountain top. There goes my tan. So I resign to soak in the penis shaped hot tub after wandering the main lawn nude. I quickly realize I'm easily 30 years younger than anyone else there and that I may have wasted thirty dollars. I make some chit chat, relax a bit until it gets dark, then I go explore the grounds some more. At CCBC there is a whole series of semi enclosed walk ways behind each row of cabins. Some are barely lit and "cleverly" equipped for sex. Surprisingly my luck turned around down the first path I took when I encountered a shorter, quite muscular mid 40's dad type looking like he was on his way to the Y. We give each other the look and immediately I'm on my knees blowing him to hardness. He's feeling up my jockstrapped ass through my basketball shorts, fingering my hole, giving me the signal that he's ready to fuck. I flip around, lose my shorts and back up on his long veiny rod. Bracing myself a nearby palm tree, he wastes no time digging into my furry fuck chute, occasionally pulling out and kneeling down to eat me out and spit on my hole. At some point another guest at CCBC happened upon us. It was too dark and I was too preoccupied to make eye contact and he continued on his way. Later that night on Grindr he would hit me up saying how hot it was to see me getting pounded out in the open and how he would've liked to join in. ¡MISSED OPPORTUNITY! Anyway, YMCA DILF works my hole out good and proper and in no time blows a fat wad in me, pulling up on my jock straps like he's rearing a stud (well, I guess he was in a way...). With no viable candidates left, I leave to check in at a motel downtown to recharge. So much for relaxing, my Grindr and Scruff are blowing up. As with CCBC, most of this region of the desert is inhabited by a median 60+ age set. I have a daddy thing but I have my limits and for a moment I wasn't sure if I was going to happen on my type. But then three burly furry muscle guys hit me up almost simultaneously and I managed to schedule all three in a row. Daddy #1: pushing 50's, salt and pepper all over with a wicked sexy mustache, lean and ripped. He shows up to my motel first, undressing as soon as he walks through the unlocked door. I'm standing there in my jockstrap and he growls so low it makes my asshole twitch. I hop on the bed and immediately gobble on his quickly thickening python. I deep throat him sufficiently, he's moaning and telling me how he's going to make sure I'm well lubed up for the night I'm about to have. With that he flips me on my back and plunges deep into my eager hole. He's working up a sweat as he rams me mercilessly, my mouth open and tongue out eagerly lapping up what drops down on me as he pile drives my ass. He cums twice in the space of ten minutes, by the end he's thanking me and apologizing. In a daze I tell him it's I who should be thanking him as he slips out just in time for... Daddy #2: pushing 60, super handsome, toned and WICKED FURRY, this one was the most sensual fuck I've had in forever. He spent most of his time licking me all over and kneading out my knots. But at some point he turned into a total animal, flips me onto my stomach and starts plowing me like it's the last fuck of his life. We hit the poppers together and bliss out as the heat wave rushes him toward orgasm. He starts cumming and I can feel every pulse, I'm so turned on I cum too. At one point I think he's done as I've already ebbed but he just keeps pulsing. After a couple minutes I ask him if that was all one continuous orgasm and he confirms. "I don't fuck that often so mine tend to last a long time." I felt so full, wasn't sure if I was ready for... Daddy #3: early 40's old school Colt model/musclebear 'roid monster type, gorgeous furry torso with a face that has probably seen a boxing ring or two. I almost flaked on this one, his profile reeked of stolen Tumblr pics but I figured it was worth a shot. I drove to him, some mid-century modern beauty with high end cars in the parking lot. I'm not usually swayed by such luxury but I got a booshie boner over it all as the dude answered the door. He was everything his pics suggested and he was built how I like: shorter and wider than me. He leads me back to the guest bed, his husbear is sleeping in the master suite. He gets me naked and tells me how hot he thinks I am, my mind is blown because I normally do not get my hands on his type. He sucks me down deep as I'm feeling all over his hard body and his fuzzy muscle gut. He begs me to fuck him, how can I say no? I shove it up there real quick as he's huffing on some brown bottle, bent over the bed. I've already cum twice so I am getting nowhere but no one is complaining. Eventually I pull out and he tells me it's his turn. I lay back on the bed and he has no trouble getting up inside my well used hole. He's loving churning me up, the look on his face is priceless. My lil muscle gorilla gives it his all until he can't hold back any longer. He adds to the mix in glorious sweaty fashion, beating my chest like a wild beast. I cum again all over his meaty tits as he's tapering off and he collapses on me, making a total mess. What a Friday!

A sexy Latino clerk came up to me at the Macy's for Men in SF as I was looking at shoes. He began to talk to me about shoes, but then he moved the conversation quickly to ennuendos until he said he was ready to punch out and asked if I had the rest of the afternoon free. I waited outside for him and then we took the MUNI to his place. He first took me doggy style on his living room floor pounding me hard with his thick, uncut cock until he bred me deep. He then took me to the bedroom where he forced me to suck him hard again. He finally pulled me to the edge of the bed, and with my ankles on his shoulders fucked me standing until he shot another load into my ass.

That little brown bottle always turns me into a slut.

PART 4 Coach Pitt slowly began pulling his cock out of my sloppy hole, and I whimpered. He smiled and kissed me again. “Don’t worry, sweet boy,” he said. “Your hole won’t be empty for long.” In fact, it wasn’t empty for more than five seconds. Coach Strickland pushed his fat dick into me right away, and I could feel the warmth and wetness of Coach Pitt’s seed getting worked even deeper inside my slammed-up hole. “Pitt and I met at a wrestling conference a few years back,” Strickland explained, sweat dripping down his forehead as he thrust his dick deep. “We’d both responded to a Craigslist ad posted by some college slut. This kid wanted neg tops to breed him, so I showed up to give the little fucker a surprise. Anyway, when Pitt shot his load inside this kid’s fuckhole, I caught Pitt’s eye and he winked at me. Flashed that devil-smile of his. That’s when I knew he was doing the exact same thing I was doing—stealth-pozzing the negboy. A few months later, he got me a job here at the high school, and we’ve been slowly converting our favorite wrestlers into poz chemsluts ever since.” His thrusts were faster now. His breath grew ragged. His eyes were solid black, staring me down as he grinned like a fucking demon. “And now,” he said, “You know what’s gonna happen?” “You’re gonna breed me. Please breed me, Coach.” “Fuck yeah, Lance. I’m gonna give you a big dose of my poz seed. You. Fucking. Slammed. Up. PIG.” His whole body shook as he pushed even deeper than before, and his stomach muscles flexed as his dick sprayed volleys of toxic jizz into my hungry fuckhole. By then, I could see that the playroom was getting crowded, and I recognized everyone: guys who’d graduated in the last year or two or three, most of them wrestling at the local university now. They were watching Strickland breed me, stroking their dicks, helping each other get slammed up, and staring me down with that same demonic intensity. Tom Goldsmith—last year’s captain, the guy from the homemade video I'd seen in Pitt's office—was the first to get his poz cock up in me, and by that point I was spreading my jockbutt and begging for his dirty cum. I took a load from every poz jockpig in the room. Then Coach Pitt unstrapped me from the harness, helped me down, and turned to address the roomful of guys. “I’m gonna take a few minutes alone with this boy,” he said. “You’re all welcome to stick around and pig out. Help yourself to more rigs over there on the desk if you want.” He walked me upstairs, leading me to his bedroom. He closed the door. Then he drew me close to him, pressed his chest against mine, and said: “I’m so proud of you, Lance.” He kissed me, a wet, hungry kiss, while his fingers slowly massaged my cummy hole. “I just wanted a few minutes alone with you. And you know what, pigboy?” “What?” “I think it might be time for another slam.” I nodded eagerly, and he smiled. “Good boy,” he said. He gestured for me to climb onto the bed. He positioned me on my back, spreading my legs. Then, keeping his eyes locked on mine, he pushed his cock into my sloppy cumhole. With his dick buried inside me, he proceeded with the slams. I watched in fascination as he wrapped a rubber strap around his arm, as the needle slid into his vein, as blood filled the syringe, and as he plunged the Tina into his bloodstream. He groaned, and his cock grew even harder in my fuckhole. Then his eyes took on an evil glint as he turned his attention to me. “Want some more Tina flowing through you, boy?” “Fuck yeah. Slam me up. Please.” “You got it, pig.” The needle was in my vein within seconds. Then he pushed down on the syringe and delivered the chemical payload I was craving. I coughed, but a little less this time. I felt the drug race to my brain, my heart, my dick. Then my hole began involuntarily milking the raw cock lodged deep within me. Coach laughed. “There you go, slampig,” he said. I kept milking him as he closed his eyes and began thrusting deep. Then he leaned in for another kiss. “I want you to be my boy,” he said. “You’re somethin’ else, Lance. You’re just a natural fuckin’ pig. And my cock belongs in this sweet boyhole.” He reached down to feel my own throbbing cock, which had remained hard all night. “And look at this, you hot little fucker,” he said. “This fat dick of yours? It’ll be perfect bait to get hot neg jockboys—boys just like you—into our sling.” He kissed me again. “You’re fucking perfect. So whaddaya say? Be my fuckin’ boy?” I flashed a giant smile as he barebacked my hole. “I feel so lucky,” I said. “I’ve jacked off so many times thinking about your cock—what it might look like, how it might feel in my hand. And now your giant raw dick is buried inside me. It’s unbelievable. And fuck yeah, I want to be yours.” “Mine?” “All yours.” With that, I felt his dick spasm inside me. Another intense kiss. Then he just looked at me, his cock still twitching as it continued to impregnate my wrecked boyhole. “Fuck, Lance,” he said. “I love shooting my poz cum in you.” Later, when we made our way back to the playroom, I did another slam and took another round of loads. That was incredibly hot, but it wasn’t my favorite part. My favorite part was this: being alone with Coach Pitt in his bedroom, feeling his powerful arms wrapped around me, my head nuzzling the hair on his muscular chest, while his dick slowly worked that second load of his poz cum into my knocked-up hole. And then hearing him whisper in my ear: “Mine.” THE END