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This was when I was in college, couple years ago. I was bored and horny so I went on Grindr. I saw this hot white daddy. 50ish. salt and pepper. very dominant looking. no smile in the pic. perfectly my type. So I sent him a message. His profile said "bbhf" but I did not know what that meant at that time. We chatted back and forth and he asked me "U into high fun?" That's when I learned what hf meant. I said. "No, I don't do drugs." as I have never done drugs before. And then he suddenly stopped responding. 10 minutes later, I got a message from a hot 20 something blonde boy. "I am just visiting for 2 nights, wanna come over to my hotel room? *dick pics " YAS! I am not really into guys that are around my age but he was so gorgeous to pass. so I said yes. I drove down to the hotel right away. Steve, the blonde boy greeted me with smile at the lobby. We chatted for a bit and got on the elevator. "Oh I forgot to tell you something, I am visiting with my friend. He may join. Do you mind?" Steve said. "Uhm... okay. What does he looks like...?" He showed me his friend's picture, and it was the white daddy I was chatting on Grindr earlier! My heart started pounding with fear and excitement. I wanted to say no and leave, but Steve was too cute and the daddy also was super hot. I knew something bad was about to happen but I somehow wanted to stay. 'Okay let's just have fun just say no to drugs.' I thought to myself. "Sure... Did you know that I was chatting with him earlier? Am I being setup?" I said "Haha, no! I showed him your pic and he said nothing. I didn't know you two were chatting." Steve said. I didn't believe him. But I still wanted to stay. I got to their big suite. Matt, the white daddy was sitting on a sofa, smoking something out of pipe. He looked 10 times hotter than his pics. "Uhm, Hi." I said in nervousness. "I am going to take a shower. Get to know him." Steve winked at me. "Hi boy, good to see you." Matt gestured me to sit next to him. So I sat down. Awkwardly. I notice there was porn playing on the tv and Matt was gently touching my thigh. He gestured me to come kiss him, so I did. And then he started blowing his breath into my mouth. "What was that?” I resisted. I knew what it was. I probably just wanted to confirm. “Tina. You've never done it?" Matt said. He inhaled another hit before i even answered, and gestured me to come kiss him again. This time, I accepted him and inhaled the whole thing. And then I suddenly started feeling this incredible sensation, something similar to what I get when I overdose my pre-workout lol. Just 100 times more intense. I also felt super confident. I could never properly explain how it felt in words. "Wow! That feels great!" I said. "You like it?" Matt said. "How many hits am I supposed to do?" I asked. "As much as you like." Matt handed me the pipe. Showing me how to properly smoke. After 3 hits, I was flying. I was feeling incredibly horny. I started touching my self. "I am so fucking horny. Can I suck your dick please?" I "Haha. Let's take it slow boy. Give me a hit." Matt said. I smoked a big hit and gave it to him through mouth. We started kissing and moments later I was already on my knees, sucking his dick. While I was sucking him, he popped something and swallowed it. "What is that" I asked. "Viagra." "Can I have one too?" "No. you won't need it. Just keep sucking." "Uhm okay." I somehow liked how he decided that I didn’t need it. I usually don't like sucking, I prefer to be fucked. But I really enjoyed sucking his dick. Feeling his soft dick was fun. I felt like I could do this for hours. But his dick wasn't getting hard enough to fuck me, so I asked. "Am I doing okay? You're not hard." "It's normal. Just wait till Viagra kicks in. It will get hard soon." So I kept sucking, touching myself at the same time. I noticed mine wasn't getting hard either. But I felt like I was on the edge of cumming the whole time I was touching my self. Few minutes later, his dick finally started growing in my mouth. It was huge. Probably about 8 or 9 inch. That's when I felt this great warm feeling on my dick. Steve was out of shower and started sucking my dick. I was so focused on sucking Matt, didn't even see or notice steve got out of shower. Getting my Tina soft dick sucked was an eye opening experience. I have never felt something that good in my life. The more he sucked it felt better and better. I stopped sucking Matt, and just started feeling that warmness around my dick. Matt started fingering my hole as well. I was moaning like a horny cat, begging for more fingers. "I guess you really like that. Let's move to the bed." Matt said. "It's time to get your ass pounded." Steve and Matt exchanged smile. We smoked few more hits and then Matt told me to ride him as he laid down on his back. I put some spit on my ass and started riding his dick slowly. We never discussed about condom but I didn't care. That feeling of having a raw dick in your ass on Tina. I will never forget. There was no pain. It was pure joy. And then there was Steve's dick in front of my face. Both of my holes were in pure pleasure. "Omg, daddy. That feels so good." I mumbled. Steve started fucking my head real hard, and I could feel Matt was putting his finger in my ass, with his dick still in it. Again I felt no pain, each finger he added it was more pleasure. "I think he is ready." Matt said to Steve. "Yeah? Okay buddy. Are you ready to take this one too?" Steve said. I looked at him with no words, but I knew I could take both dicks in my hole. So I nodded. "Good boy" Steve started pushing his dick against my hole, as Matt removed his fingers. Surprisingly again. It didn't really hurt, there was a slight pain. But that turned into joy in few seconds. I have never done double penetration before, so I was just really shocked that I was able to take both in my ass. This was going to be the best sex ever in my life. Getting fucked by two gorgeous men at the same time. "I am going to cum." Steve soon pulled out his cock and stood in front of me. "Fuck!" He came a huge load in my mouth and I didn't waste a drop. I sucked him clean and swallowed it all. "Whoa, boy you are so fucking tight!" Steve said as he was putting his underwear on. "Hehe thanks. Are you leaving?" "Yeah, I got a meeting in the morning, I have to leave. That's why I didn't smoke. But Matt will keep you entertained." I was disappointed that he came too soon and was leaving so early. But I suddenly realized that he was lying about him visiting town with his friend(Matt). He wouldn't be leaving if they were traveling together. This was definitely a set up. But I didn't care at all. Because I was about to have this hot daddy all to myself. All night long. -to be continued

The play room is all clean and scrubbed for the weekend. The count down is on for the 19 year old Neg bottom boy that wants to be breed by me and my boy. I am looking forward to sinking balls deep and then make him beg for it make him tell me what he wants. Tell me he wants that charged load and beg all the while I use him. When I am close to blasting my load I am going to ask were do you want this toxic load slut? Making him tell me in his hole and tell him beg boy beg for my load.

Part 5 I woke up with Craig spooning me, his arms around me, and his hard cock pressing against my ass. I smiled as I reached back and guiding him back inside me. He slid in and let out a sleepy sigh. It was heaven just feeling his body pressed against my back and his cock filling me up. It seemed he was still half asleep, and I was barely awake myself. Thoughts were drifting in and out of my mind. He said he had a "hot guy" and I felt I needed to ask him more about that. I really didn't want to be the "other man." Right then he pulled back a little and fucked me with a few very slow strokes, followed by another sigh. He whispered in my ear, "Does that feel good baby?" "It sure does. This is the best way to wake up ever." He kissed my ear and gave me 3 or 4 long slow strokes. His hand moved down and found my hard cock and he started to stroke it just as slowly. "A penny for your thoughts, white boy," he said. "Well," I started, but paused. "Tell me, baby. Are you worried about what we did last night? I'm sorry." "No- it's not that at all," actually it surprised me that I hadn't given that a single thought. "I was just wondering- you mentioned this guy you have. Is that something serious? Are we doing something wrong? I don't want to break anybody up." It sounded stupid once I had said it, but I couldn't take it back. Craig pressed his cock inside me again deep, and left it there. "You are such a good guy." He gave my ear another kiss. "There is nothing to worry about. He's a great guy, too. I love him- we love each other. I don't thin I would ever leave him. We're together, but we both play with other guys sometimes. We tell each other everything... eventually." He let out a little chuckle. "I'll tell him all about you today. If he was here he'd be fucking you right now. Or he might fuck me while I fuck you." He squeezed my cock hard. "I think that might turn you on. Am I right?" He was right. I pictured another man being in bed with us, and I was very turned on. In fact, I realized the imaginary other guy I pictured in my mind was Frank. My ass muscles gave his cock a squeeze. "That does sound hot." "There, I think we are both finally awake. I know for sure that hot hole of yours is awake, and I need to give it another good fuck." He got up out of bed and was grabbing his clothes. He took out his phone. "I want a picture of that sweet ass- that OK?" "Ummm.. I've never had anyone take pictures of me like that. I guess it's OK, as long as you promise not to post anything online, OK?" "Oh these will be just for me. Well, I would have to show my guy, too." "That's fine," I said. He stood beside the bed and told me what poses to take. He took pics of my hard cock, and even more pics of my ass, some close-ups, but when he told me to smile I knew he was including my face in some shots. This was oddly exciting. Then he told me to get on my back and lift up my legs. I reached down and pulled my ass cheeks apart. 'Damn babe, there's just a little dribble of my poz cum leaking out. Let me gets that shot." He then moved closer. "You have me so horned up again. I need to give you some more of that poz love juice!" I smiled, and lifted my legs just a bit higher. His beautiful black cock pressed against my hole and slowly entered again. "Oh baby, prettiest picture yet!" He plunged into my well used hole all the way and started plowing me good. The shutter sound had stopped. I stopped thinking about the pictures and concentrated on the marvelous feeling of his cock. I threw my head back and closed my eyes. "Baby it feels so good. Your ass feels so good. How does my cock feel?" "It feels great- fuck me!" I gasped. "You want my cum baby? Tell me how much you want it." "Give me your cum!" "Tell me what I want to hear, white boy. Beg for that seed!" "Give me your seed please!" "Tell me what I want to hear." I knew what he wanted to hear. It was the same thing I wanted to say, "Give me your poz seed. I need your poz cum in my hole!" "Fuck yeah baby!" He plunged in and I felt him shoot deep into me. He pulled out his cock, and I looked up. He was still holding his phone up and pointing it down at his cock and my hole. I felt some cum shoot out onto my balls and my hole, and he reached down and swept it all up with his dick and fucked it all into me. He was taking a video! "There's my poz cum in you babe," he said. He put his phone down and lowered himself onto me and I felt the aftershocks go through his body. His head was right next to mine and he kissed me softly on the lips. "Did you just video that?" I asked. "Yes, don't worry. I think it's a hot video. Want to see it." "Of course I do, but don't move yet." He let out a deep sigh of satisfaction. His hand slid in between our sweaty bodies and found my raging hard cock. He stroked it while he kissed and chewed on my neck. I no time I let out a quiet grunt as I shot my own load all over both of us. He lifted up his head, and brought his hand to his mouth and licked my cum off. The he kissed me, giving me a taste. He eased himself up and bent down to lick some of his load out of my hole. Then he moved up for another kiss. I had both our cum on my tongue. "How does that taste- poz and neg cum mixed together?" "Delicious!" I had never in my wildest fantasies thought I would have such hot sex with such a hot man. My life was changing for sure. It felt like his poz seed had already infected my mind. Part 6 coming soon

So I ate a really light dinner so I could get to spinning class at the gym this evening. I always look forward to it because there's a hot thick short black guy in the class with a killer smile, looks a little like Nelly the rapper from the cheeks. So I see him as I walk to the lockers. Woof. I could lick the salt off his balls all night. So I get to the locker, plenty of time and there's a tall nice looking black man near my locker. Dark skin, about 6'4", 230lbs, well put together muscular, 40s, hair in braided cornrows. We continuously make eye contact and he's got a huge bulge in his underwear as he's changing from gym to street clothes. I try not to be obvious to the people around us but he's definitely got my attention and I am pretty sure I got his. As he pulls up his pants, he lets the bulge of his dick rest just outside the zipper for a few seconds longer than normal. Meantime, I'm getting my laces tied and making sure I take my time lacing my shoes as I look at his bulge and his eyes. I walk slightly away from where he's changing, on my way out of the locker room, but still within viewing distance of this man. I figure, probably see him again another time, make conversation when it happens. I go to the urinals, gonna be an hour before I can piss once the class starts. He walks into the second urinal. Fuck, I'm not gonna let this opportunity pass me by. I start casual conversation, he keeps up the small talk, and with his height, he clearly looks over the privacy wall at the urinal to check out my hard dick, bigger than average, but not more than 8 inches on a good day. I finish the piss and as I walk by him, I can see a massively thick 10" dick poking straight out. Bingo, he's interested. As I leave the urinal, I reach in, Bruce my hand around his dick and balls and keep walking. Guys in the area, it's not a cruise place. We walk around the wall to the sink and I ask what he's got planned for the evening, he says nothing. We quietly exchange numbers, he leaves, I get to spinning class. I text him once class is over, he says call. So I call and tell him I'm gonna go home and shower, maybe we can meet up somewhere. He says "don't, I want to smell that fresh Latino sweat." Gives me the address, and in less than 10 minutes, I'm at his home. Small talk, I honestly tell him I don't usually hit on guys that quickly, not sure if he believes me. But it's true, and never at this gym. Plenty of eye candy, but no real action. So within a few more minutes, we're in his bedroom and this massive guy is sucking my dick while I push past his dick and orange sized balls and rim and finger his thick ass. A little strange, I just figured he was a top. Continues sucking my nice uncut brown dick on my back, me just relaxing, enjoying the head. He reaches into the bedside drawer, grabs at something and reaches back behind him. Then he crawls forward, slippery hand around my dick, guides it into his hole and proceeds to push down till he is balls deep on my dick. Raw. Milking it. I get him off me and on his stomach and mount back on his ass. He's pretty tight, I figured he probably had bigger, but not often. Eventually, I get to the nutting point and tell him I'm close. He tells me not to stop, let loose inside him. So I bust my load deep in his tasty black ass, totally spent from the fuck and gym. I lay back and this guy takes advantage of the situation to roll me onto my stomach, legs hanging off e bad and start rimming my hole. Good bottom man. Then he starts fingering my hole while he continues to spit and rim. I'm getting a clue where this is going, but I'm not sure I want him to fuck me with that remote control dick. He mounts on top of my back, my hole already lubed with spit and probably ky, and fingered into relaxation with his beer can dick at my hole. He tells me to breathe slowly and starts pushing his massive dick inside me. At one point, it stops, I'm in a bit of pain. Fucker was prepared, reaches under the pillow and pulls out some poppers. I quickly open them up and inhale, nearly pass out. When my senses clear, his dick is fully buried in my ass, it's burning my hole but it's sliding in and out. "Fuck, you got all 10 inches inside me!" He tells me twelve. I take another hit of poppers as he builds up speed in his thrusting. After what feels like forever, I feel him build up steam and tell me here it cums! Didn't even ask, just bred my hole. Whew, its over. I can't remember the last time I had something that big in my hole. Eventually, he pulls out and I feel only a little leaking from my tender hole. "Oh, man, I think I made you bleed a little," he said. I'm wincing a tiny bit. But I still suck his dick clean. No shit, literally, just clean dick, some cum and a little blood. We already exchanged numbers so I get dressed and he asks how soon I can come over again. Fuck! Hot! Sitting here at my place now, writing about this, a little bit of toilet paper in between my cheeks in case it bleeds any more. It still burns- I'm sure my hole tore a little, but man, that was hot.

Going Back Home (Part 1) My name is Tyler, I'm 21 (almost 22) and at 5' 10" and about 140 lbs, I have a tight, lean body, hair in all the right places and trimmed where is important. My cock is (probably) of that bottoms dream of at nearly 8". I left this little, one stop light town over 2 years ago with no regrets and never looked back. So why did I return for a long weekend visit, or person I could never forget, my best friend Chase. We were best friends all through high school and discovered a mutual love for gay sex one night when we had been put on a double date. I went out with some nameless skank and Chase took out my sister. Neither of us scored (not that I tried, my eyes were always on chases ass). We dropped the girls at my house and went with chase back to his place. Chase was an only child and his bedroom was very private so as we sat on his queen size bed in only our boxers or conversation turned to sex (as any 18 year old brain was centered). We were both easily turned on and when my had brushed his growing cock chase let a low moan out. I took this as my cue and moved in for more. Before chase knew what was going I had him naked and I was moving in for a kiss. That was the first night (of many) where I fucked him and bred his tight hole. We didn't know anything about safe sex and continued his regular breeding until the day I left. After I headed for the big city he took up with my sister and 'knocked within weeks of my leaving. I hard they had 2 twin boys and saw pics of the family. I had did not go back then to see the new kids, so you may be asking 'Why am I back I town' now? I had a plan and Chase was it! I came in for four days only contacting Chase, asking him to not say a word to anyone. I told him I needed to see him alone and hoped he'd be able to get away for a couple days. Since he and my sister never got married and he still lined at home so that he could give all his extra money to my sister and his kids. I texted Chase the second I got into town, getting a room at a cheap hotel I the edge of town. I asked fire a room I the backside of the property trying to give us some privacy. When I heard a knock on the door I knew it was my conquest. The moment came through the door and I could tell immediately by the bulge in his jeans, the smile on his face and the gleam in his eye he was happy to see me. It didn't take long before I offered him a 'drink', Coke with GHB to heighten his mood & help loosen him up (although I don't think he was going to need to it, the look on his face told me the he missed my cock). What i wanted the G for was to help introduce him to the joys of chem sex and to get him to beg for my poz seed. When I got to the city it didn't take me long to discover Tina and all the ways to enjoy her along with bottoming. I'm not really sure when I got pozzed, but I knew that I was toxic and prime to pass it onto my target. This was part of my plan to get him to come back to the city with me. I don't know if it was the G or his missing me, but we were both naked in minutes. Chase didn't waste much time getting my hard cock down his throat as I rubbed one hand through his brown hair and the other over his lean body. I knew what he wanted, but I had a better place for my saved up cum. I hadn't cum in nearly a month since I discovered my new 'status' (which want easy with the guys I knew in the city). I could tell if I let Chase continue his work he'd have me cumming in seconds before I stopped him and pulled him up for his first man-on-man kiss. He allowed my tongue into his mouth and I knew at that exact moment he would be mine! It was now my turn to orally pleasure my friend. As I kissed and licked my way down my friends skinny, slim body, I could tell how much Chase missed me as his fingers were tangled in my long red hair as I took his hard 7" cock into my mouth as Chase verbally let me know how much he missed me. While I had my friend a 'little' distracted I pulled out my Tina tainted lube (this is my social blend with enough T in it to get his so high that I'll be able to get him not only begging to be pozzed, but to go back to th city with me). I pushed his legs back and turned his ass up so I’d have better access to it. I leaned in to give Chase his first ever rim job. I knew this would (hopefully) break down all resistance in his body and allow me to slip in a shard or two ( or three or four) into his neg hole. As I began to lick, tease and stimulate Chase through his first rim job he couldn’t help control from moaning. I took a couple minutes to ask if he was liking my eating his ass, to which he replied, ‘Fuck yeah, you can do anything you want to me, I missed you.’ That was my cue and I picked up (what was probably) the largest shard of T I had and held it over his quivering hole. Chase looked up as me and asked what it was, I simply told him it was crystal and was about to rock his world allowing him to focus in on his hole and the infinite amount of pleasure he could experience. Without another word I dropped the shard on his slightly open hole before I pushed it inside. I then alternated between licking and fingering as I sunk the T in deeper and deeper while Chase moaned and said that he felt it burning. I kissed his inner thigh as I let him know that that was normal and would soon fade as I took a second shard and slipped in inside with two fingers, followed by a third shard. All the while I continued to lick and shove my tongue into his hole. By the time he was ready for the fourth shard his hole easily stayed open and I simply dropped it in. Looking down at my friend I asked if he was ready for me to own his ass? His reply was simple, Oh god yes! Since I knew he had not been fucked since I left town nearly 3 yrs ago I asked if he was sure he wanted me to fuck him like I used to and breed him. Not like I was going to give him a choice, but I did have some ‘specially prepared’ rubbers just in case. Chase was the typical dumb fuck country bumpkin, as I lubed up my cock with the Tina laced lube he told me that the few times he fucked my sister he never used protection. That’s why she got ‘knocked up’ shortly after I left town. He figured there was no way I could get him pregnant. I was thinking that this was too easy as I slowly sank my lubed up cock inside him, quickly bottoming out on the first stroke. I wanted the first few fucks to be memorable. I could see Chase slipping deeper and deeper into a Tina fuelled haze as I pulled out my pipe and began to get high myself. Chase asked about the pipe. I let him know it was the same stuff I dropped into his ass. He dumbly asked if he could have a toke. But in his position the only thing I could do was shot-gun the smoke to him. After a few hits form myself and a couple more shot-gunned to him, chase was well on his way to knowing the joys of chem sex. I dropped two loads inside Chase before I pulled out. The first time I egged him on to ask for my load, for me to shoot my dirty seed in him. On the second load I got him begging for me to get him pregnant. Each load was delivered with a deep passionate kiss.

Well I've done a blood slam with a buddy of mine in Phoenix Arizona last year of 2016 in November just a few days before thanksgiving. My friend was full blown of aids. His username is tallcowboy65 on nkp n breeding zone just look up it and it's on a different username under that. So I recently got tested twice to confirm the first test results and it come back to positive. Antibodies. 3_10_17 HIV positive detectable and off meds still..

So I met this guy on grindr......went over to his house and proceeded to suck his Large 7 inch POZ cock.....after about 35 minutes he orders me to pull down my pants and lay face down on the floor....of course I obeyed as I felt his finger putting some lube on my hole I started to get excited then I felt his hard throbbing cock as he slowly inserted it deep inside me mmmmm I love that feeling! He fucked me for hours I could feel my hole was bleeding he didn't use much lube. Then I felt him get really hard until he finally shot his load deep inside me...but wait he wasn't done he continued to fuck my cum filled pussy and yes he filled me again with hi toxic load I was in heaven it felt so good but then I noticed he wasn't getting off of me he whispered in my ear just lay still...I thought what now.....Yes he had another POZ load to give me 3 LOADS in one night and I kept every drop inside me! It was the best!

Aaron woke up in the middle of the night with his little brother wrapped around his body from behind. He could feel Ryan's hard cock tucked into his ass valley, and he could swear his ass felt damper than it should be than just from sweat being cuddled against. He guessed his brother had been hard for a little bit and was leaking precum. His precum sure feels like its doing what its supposed to, as Aaron felt like he was pretty wet back there. Aaron loved the way his brother was holding him tight, his slow even breath going across his neck, his brothers hand on his pec just barely touching a nipple. His brother Ryan was fully asleep, but was gently moving his hips. Ever so slightly humping Aaron. Aaron's dick was getting really hard thinking about his brother humping him in his sleep. As Ryan's cock slide along his ass crack, Aaron's cock a little harder. Aaron shifted his ass just a little bit, opening his cheeks just a little, opening the valley to his hole. Ryan's cock suddenly slid across his hole on the next humping motion, causing Aaron to moan a little. As Ryan's cock slid across he was spreading his copious dripping precum with it. Aaron's lust level was beginning to rise. He's wanted Ryan to fuck him for a long time, now more than ever. Aaron wanted the last of Ryan's negative load in him. Ryan's cock slid across his hole again, spreading that much more precum. The hairs within Aaron's ass valley were now very wet. Aaron shifted a leg just slightly, and opened the valley to hole a little more. Now when Ryan's cock rubbed across his hole, Ryan's long foreskin caught a little on Aaron's hole and his cock was almost guided to his hole. Ryan's cock also dipped a largest glob of precum on Aaron's hole. Ryan muttered in his sleep, something Aaron couldn't quite make out, but he did make out his name. When Ryan next muttered he moved his hand a little, right onto one of Aaron's hairy nipples. His fingers moved with their own mind and teased the nipple. "Aaron....... love you......inside you." Ryan humped again, squirting a little more precum out right onto Aaron's hole, and his cock head stuck a little on the hole. Aaron moaned and pushed back a little with his ass. Ryan pulled back a little, but Aaron with his pushing his ass back kept Ryan's cock head against his hole. Ryan's foreskin was kissing Aaron's hole the whole time. "... be inside you, Aaron." Ryan moved forward, squirting big glob of precum through his foreskin just to the inside of Aaron's hole, lubing Aaron's hole to received his cock. Which Aaron willingly and lovingly accepted. Ryan's cook began its slide right into Aaron's ass. Aaron's hole held onto Ryan's long foreskin, and his cock head peeked out of the skin inside Aaron's ass and squirted more precum lubing its way deeper into Aaron. Both Aaron and Ryan moaned. Ryan in his sleep, and Aaron very much awake and lust filled for his brothers cock. Ryan's cock slid deeper and deeper inside his brother Aaron's hairy ass. Aaron's ass began pulsating around Ryan's cock, sucking on Ryan's cock, as Aaron's cock pulsed outside his body. Aaron's cock was starting to drool its toxic lube. Ryan was slowly humping into Aaron, with each humping motion going deeper and deeper into Aaron. Each stroke now rubbing Aaron's prostate, forcing more toxic juices out of Aaron. Ryan moaned again, but this time the moan was of lustful waking. "Oh, oh, fuck, Aaron....." "Easy, Bro, easy. Stay inside me, fuck me, Bro." As Aaron said this he twitched his cock causing more toxic juices to drip out, and more importantly made his ass twitch on his brothers hard cock that was deep in his fuzzy ass. "Oh fuck Aaron, I'm inside you. Your ass is so hot around my cock. Oh fuck." Ryan felt Aaron's ass twitch, which made him pull back and shove forward again. "Fuck me Ryan, give me your cock, give my your cum. I want the last of your clean load." "I've wanted to fuck you for so long. God, your ass is so hot, so tight. Oh fuck, I'm not going to last long. Fuck Aaron." "Thats it little Brother, fuck me. Oh fuck your cock is hitting my nut inside." Ryan reach down with his hand, feeling down Aaron's hairy body, to his pubes, and grabbed his big Brother's hard dripping cock. He started jacking his Brother's cock, rubbing the foreskin on the head in time to his humping. Aaron was moaning even more with this double pleasure. "Fuck me Ryan, give me that cock. I want your raw sperm, give me the last of the usable sperm." "Oh, fuck I'm going to cum Aaron, I'm going to shoot inside you. Fuck I can feel my cum boiling up." Ryan started thrusting hard and in short stabs deep into Aaron, at the same time gripping and letting go of Aaron's cock. Aaron felt his cum boiling up as well. The suddenly the brothers shot their loads simultaneously. Ryan's going deep within his brother and in a greater amount than Ryan can ever remember shooting. Aaron's shooting onto the bed, his pubes and Ryan's hand. The brothers were breathing hard. Ryan brought his hand up to his mouth, and licked off a good portion of Aaron's toxic semen, loving the taste of his brother, of his toxin. He then brought his hand to his brother's mouth, and Aaron lick up his own cum as well. Then they kissed, sharing Aaron's cum between them. Suddenly though, Ryan had to take a wicked piss. "Aaron, I gotta piss real bad. Let go of my ass so I can get up. Aaron pulled Ryan more to him, "No Bro, don't go. Let it go in me, like I did to you. Give me all the last bit of negative fluids you have. Let me fill you fill me up." "Oh, fuck, Aaron here it comes. Oh fuck it feels good pissing into you. Oh, oh, its getting so hot around my cock. Oh, god, I didn't know it felt this good to piss inside someone." Aaron was moaning in pleasure as he felt his Ryan's not piss filling him up, deeply filling his colon. Aaron shot out a little more cum as his ass was being filled. Ryan was still panting in his lust of the activities. "Love you bro" "Love you Bro"

I had not been feeling very good at all, so I called and doctor who was able to get me in to his office in about an hour thanks to a cancellation. I made the appointment, but by the time I arrived I could hardly move nor breathe. I really felt horrible. Doctor took a couple of tests and quickly determined I had pneumonia and hustled me across the street to the hospital real quick. Soon there were iv tubes running in me and fluids and antibiotics being fed into me. More tests and more tests and finally the doctor came by and told me I had probably gotten to him in time as my lungs were really full of gunk for sure, adding I would be at the hospital for at least a few days. He also ordered up some breathing treatments to help clear up the passageways. The respiratory therapist who showed-up was a young hot looking twink guy. WOW. Just looking at him standing there, in his scrubs - my breathing was definitely labored. His clothing was a bit small for his build, and definitely hugged him around the waist very nicely. I could still see he was sporting a very nice looking bulge in his crotch. I was sure he was checking me out too and basically I was naked but for one of those stupid hospital gowns. Not much I could do feeling so bad but look. I was also sure that he purposely leaned against my arm as he put the breathing mask on my face and I could feel that nice bulge I had seen. He seemed to be very well hung and I was loving it even if it only lasted a few seconds. The treatment was over way too fast as I could not take my eyes off of him. He again leaned against me as he took the mask off and told me he would be back again in about 4 hours for another one. He smiled so wonderfully as he went out the door. Sure enough the cute guy was back in 4 hours and again he leaned against my arm as he put the mask on and again as he took it off. He was looking me right in the eyes as he did it too, and smiled big at my staring back. He leaned in and whispered to me that he knew I couldn't do anything but wait until I felt better and he would see what could be done. I gasped at that wondering what he had in mind with me down in the hospital in bed. He was off then till the next morning. When he did return it was the same thing almost. As he went to put the mask on me he leaned in again and this time his cock was right against my hand. I could not resist and took ahold of his cock through his scrubs. It felt fantastic and was big enough around I definitely could not get my hand clear around it. I rubbed it the whole time of my treatment, stroking it and his low moans made me horny as hell for him even more than I had been. Too quickly it was over though and he told me he would see me later again, this time leaning down and planting a quick kiss on me. On his next trip in, he started to talk a little as I rubbed his cock again. He told me I didn't know him but he knew who I was from some pics on my profiles he had seen online. He mentioned seeing me on BBRT, BZ, MH and a couple of others and thought I was hot and wanted me as soon as possible, when I got to feeling better. He was again off then till the next day, leaving me with a lot to think about. I was especially intrigued by what he meant about me being so hot as I am really only about average looks and my cock barely average. Oh, well, he was hot enough for two I thought. By the next morning I was finally feeling quite a bit better finally. Even managed to get out of bed to use the toilet instead of a pan. LOL Still breathing hard by the time I got back to bed though but much better anyway. The morning treatment was not much as he seemed preoccupied and no talking really just in and almost out. But, he stopped for a minute on the way out and told me, we could be in luck for the afternoon as the nurse and aide on duty then were the laziest they had and would not leave the nurses station for almost anything other than an emergency and away he went, leaving me wondering again. He came in in a hurry that afternoon. He told me we had some time and wanted to have a little fun. I was all for that. As he prepared by treatment he was kind of fidgeting some. As he leaned to put the mask on again he leaned against my hand but this time as I grasped him his trousers were down and I grabbed bare cock and it was divine. I started to stroke him and as I did he leaned over a little more and reached under my gown and grabbed my cock. I was hard already but he made it a rock in no time and played with my balls too. Then I felt his hand go between my legs and started to rub my hole. He looked at me then and told me he knew I was a bottom from my profiles he had read. I smiled and nodded and spread my legs so he could play easier with my hole. He pulled away for a sec and I saw him get something out and it turned out to be some lube which he then started to apply to my hole. I was loving it and then his finger started into me and I moaned for sure as the pleasure erupted inside me. In no time I felt another finger and then another finger enter me as he opened my hole up wider and wider and drove his fingers roughly in me deeper also. I was writhing on the bed and was soon ready for anything he wanted to do. He then looked me in the eyes and asked if I was ready for more and I nodded yes. He climbed on the bed and carefully lifted my legs up and out. He lined up his cock head with my hole and slowly started to slip it in a little at a time. Stroking it in a little at a time, so slowly and so agonizingly fantastic, until I finally felt his balls hit me in the ass as he bottomed out. He held still for a bit and then spoke to me telling me how he had read every single line of my online profiles, so he was sure he knew exactly what I wanted from him. I was curious as to that but then as he said it he pulled almost all the way out of my hole and slammed back in hard. I gasped but only for a second as he did not stop but immediately went into fast speed and pounded my hole fast and furious and hard and as deep as he could. It hurt a little to start with but soon I was in heaven for sure as that is the way I definitely love it. fast, hard, deep and filling my hole as full as possible on every stroke. He kept up a little whispering to me. He was telling me how nice my hole felt, so hot, and he had just what I wanted and knew I was going to love it. At times he would reach between us and run a couple of fingers in me as he fucked me good and I could feel the extra stretch that did and then one time he reached and leaned up some and I was sure he tried to get as many fingers in me at the same time as his cock as he could. It was kind of uncomfortable and I groaned a little with it. As he brought his hand back away though he lifted it between us and I gasped as I saw what looked like a little blood on his fingers. He leaned towards me again and told me he thought he tore my hole a little that last time, but he was smiling when he said it. I started to ask what he did that for when he all at once grabbed my legs and lifted them way up and caught me off guard and I could not get a good breath to ask then as he really tipped me up and pounded deep into me even harder and faster. He was breathing heavy too I noticed and then he leaned in and told me here it comes, just what you wanted and needed. He ground into me then and I could feel his cock throb and feel the heat of his cum as it erupted inside me. He ground his cock as deep as he could and kept doing it for what seemed forever but felt so good. He finally settled down a little and told me there, it is done and I had what I had always wanted in me. I looked confused I know and asked him what he meant. He told me he read everything I had every written online and he knew I wanted his gift. I was still puzzled and he then lifted his top and there around one of his nipples was the sign. Yes, that sign, the biohazard symbol. I knew too well what that meant. I gasped and asked what the hell, I hadn't wanted that. He told me it was on every one of my profiles that I was poz friendly, and would take any load no matter who, and I had written some stories about bug chasing on BZ. He just knew I wanted to become poz and was really happy to help me out. He got up then and told me, Hey, I am done for today but I will see you in the morning and maybe we can do this again, huh? I could only lay there and wonder, what the hell did I get myself into on just fantasizing so much.

This all starts in the mid-70's sometime before that whole ghastly bicentennial mess. I was eight or nine years old and I was on a vacation of sorts with my parents. We'd been to some super-boring place in Oklahoma to see dumb old antique cars (my dad's passion) and I remember almost nothing about it. What I DO remember is stopping at those those highway rest areas for the first time. I had no idea such things existed. Concrete bathrooms in the middle of long stretches of highway that people just went in to and did their stuff. We stopped at almost all of them because I had a nervous little bladder that always had to empty itself. Most of the time, my dad accompanied me if only to make sure I was safe. Safe? It was a bathroom, and what could happen in a bathroom? Each of those places smelled like pee and they all were defaced with magic marker drawings of really long penises and plenty of words. I wanted to look, read and study every thing. Of course my dad wanted to make good highway time and wouldn't let me dawdle. Fast forward to the mid-80's and I was about to turn 21. I was home from college and working the night shift as a dishwasher at a 24-hour truck stop. I hated it. I always had burns on my hands from that huge industrial machine that I shoved dirty dishes and silverware through. It was exhausting, but the one little, tingling thought that kept me somewhat alert was that there was one of those rest areas only 15 minutes away up the highway. Of course I'd never go there alone, but my memories of the graffiti I'd seen long ago were still vivid and exciting. I could go there, and that knowledge alone was thrilling. I really hated this minimum-wage job and it was only a relief when I got fired on the spot for dropping a whole stack of clean, hot plates. It was only 3 am and I was free to go. Fine. I walked out to my junker car . I was a bit depressed because I really needed to earn more money for school, but the Summer was over in a month and now I could just rest and let my burns heal. What to do now? If I went home this early, I'd wake the whole house up -- including my little sister who had been suffering from a bout of migraines for weeks. So I drove out of the parking lot and made my way to the highway. I'd just drive by the rest stop to only look at it. Within a few minutes I saw the sign for its entrance. Was it my perv brain or some outside force that made me slow down and pull into the place? My legs were shaking for some reason as I turned off the ignition. The car lot was empty but here were a few 18-wheelers parked in the place where I guess trucks were delegated. So I imagined them all sitting up suddenly, noticing my car and stroking their big trucker dicks. My brain was getting more and more pornographic these days. And gayer. I just put it all aside and unsteadily walked into the men's side of the little concrete building because I really did have to pee. I decided to go into one of the toilet stalls instead of standing at the urinals. I really wanted to look at the graffiti more than anything. Each of the stalls had crude holes in the partitions for reasons and I wouldn't know until later. I sat and looked at all the drawings and words. "SUCK MY COCK" "LET ME SUCK YOUR DICK" That was the gist of most of the messages. It made me wonder who took a pen with them to the bathroom until I remembered that I had one in my back pocket. I'd swiped it from one of the waitresses on my way out if only because I wasn't daring enough to vandalize anything. Well a bit of bravery returned as I stood up and made my own graffiti. "I want to give you a blow job. Be here 7/8 at 11: 30 am. Stay in this stall and signal me." I left right away, feeling like I'd already done something filthy. I I had two whole days to get ready for something I was pretty sure wouldn't even happen. I spent the next 36 hours wondering and fantasizing and worrying. I left the house a little too early that day and killed a few minutes at the discount store near me. I bought a little travel-sized bottle of Listerine. if I ended up taking a naked dick in my mouth, I'd probably need some antiseptic to kill any diseases that might be on it. I got there early anyway. Well, this was good because I could look at and judge anybody who got out to go to the bathroom. If he looked gross, dangerous or sick, I could just drive away and try again some other time. So I sat with the engine running, cooling in the A.C. and listening to my heart beating super loud. Not even a minute later, a snazzy new black pickup truck sped in and parked right in front of me. It had a personalized license plate that said "TAINTED". I mulled that over for half a second before a man stepped out. He looked right at me. I sunk a little in my seat. He was tall with short brown, curly hair, a very trim beard...and obviously gay. Don't ask me how I could tell. I just could. There was just something familiar about his snooty scowl and walk. He went into the men's room and I studied every step. He was wearing tan shorts and had a pretty nice build. Okay. I was determined to go through with this. I counted to twenty and got out of my car. The entrance was only fifteen feet away, but it felt like a country mile. I made it inside and noticed he was in one of the toilet stalls -- most likely the one I'd left my graffiti in. I couldn't remember for sure right now. I couldn't go right into the stall and say "hi", so I stood at one of the urinals for what felt like a good five minutes. I flushed and went to the sinks to carefully wash my hands for another long set of minutes. Nothing. It had to be just a guy who needed to just poop or something. Okay. This would not happen today I guess. I went back to my car and started the ignition right as the dude walked out of the bathroom. He was looking at me again. I turned off the car again and wondered what to do next as he sat on the little concrete bench right outside. It was the right guy alright. TAINTED I played with that word in my head as I fumbled out of the car and headed my way back into the bathroom. I went slowly because I didn't trust my knees completely. I was literally shaking. I passed right by him, nodded and said "hi". That was all it took because he made with a bunch of small talk. What was I name? Where did I live? How old was I? Did I work somewhere? I gave lies in return. He was "Steve" and he was a hairdresser. We stood in silence for a bit before he finally said "It's hot out here". He made his way toward the entrance and held the door for me. On autopilot, I went straight for the designated stall and sat down but didn't latch the door. This was going too fast, but what did I expect after leaving that message? In a flash he was right there, rubbing the crotch of his shorts and glaring down at me. While I wondering if I should open his fly, he did it for me. And then I was staring at a big purple dick in person. I wasted no time in leaning over and tasting the pointed tip. "Take off your pants, man." I couldn't. No way. I didn't know too much about any of the other gay stuff and this was all I was ready to do. I moved up and down his hard shaft and tried to use plenty of spit. TAINTED i wasn't able to the whole thing in my mouth but still thought I was doing a pretty good job, Not good enough I suppose because he pulled off my face and started jacking off. Oh. Okay. I sat there stupidly for a half a minute while he growled and huffed and masturbated just inches from my face. Then he bucked a little, put his meat back in my mouth and started to spasm. I waited for the taste that didn't seem to be on its way. But then it hit my tongue. It was so alien and strong. I was tasting something made inside another man's body. It's almost the same as if I were tasting his lungs, heart, blood or phlegm. It was all HIM. A car door slammed somewhere outside before we could say any good-byes or anything. He left and I stayed put. Thinking. I locked the latch wondered if my life was over. Did I have AIDS now? I really should have thought this through a little. Too late. The whole incident lasted less than three minute, but I mentally replayed it for the rest of the Summer. Sometimes I jerked off and sometimes I just worried. Was my future 'tainted'? Once I go back to school, I fretted so much that I finally went to student health center to get tested for any and all STDs out there. The doctor came back after the results were back and cautioned me that I needed to come back in another three months for a second blood test. I didn't have HIV yet, but I did have syphilis. That's the first price I'd pay for leaving graffiti in a pubic place, but it wouldn't be the last.

Part 4 Over the next few weeks until the twins graduated high school and moved to the city to live with us we spent time chatting over the private video link my computer tech set up so that my sister (the twin’s mother) wouldn’t find out. To our surprise the twins were very open with us regarding their sexual tastes. They were both versatile, were hung (8”+), cut, open to experimentation with kink (although the only kink they had tried was some light bondage). We learned the night we watched them fuck that they were totally into bareback/raw fucking and never wanted to use a condom ever, and (knowing that their father and I are HIV+) wanting to be pozzed. There was a late night when we were watching that we learned something more interesting. That night we could see a water bong in the background as they were making out, sucking and eventually fucking. After they dumped a load of cum in each other’s asses we decided to be bold and ask them about the bong. Their expression told us that they wanted to hide this from us. We assured them that we are cool with whatever they are using. The important thing for them to know is that we have to be honest with each other. They admitted that they liked smoking pot before they fucked. They like how they felt as they got into each other. One night when they got high and horny began by jerking off together (along with the next few times), then about a month later after they were high they tried jerking each other’s cocks. As time went one this progressed to the first time they sucked each other (kind of like their father and me) on a night they got home from a date and were really horny. The thing was that they weren’t horny for the girls, they discovered that they were horny for each other. That night they began to do more and more until they reached the point where the only thing left to do was fuck! From that moment on they associated smoking pot with sex and fucking. Then the big question, did we (their father and me) get high. We kept without honesty policy and told them that we did get high. In fact the night I went back home to get their father was the first time I got him high on Tina. The boys knew a little bit about Tina from the internet and asked how it felt compared to weed. I told them that Tina makes you just want to fuck and/or get fucked. We didn’t go into too much detail about how we used Tina, I whispered to Chase that we can show teach them about Tina after they moved in with us. For know they smoked their pot and fucked for us the rest of the night and into the next day after their mother went to work. Graduation day had arrived and the boys were all set to get the hell out of that small town as soon as the opportunity presented arose. That came right after commencement had concluded. The twins told their mother that a group of their friends were going to camp out by the lake after graduation. They promised to be home by dinner time the next day. This made is easy for the boys to pack up a few things that they wanted to bring with them. Since we were well off when it came to cash, we let the twins know that anything they couldn’t bring with them we would go out and buy new for them. The plan was to set an message to be delivered to their mother’s phone letting her know of their leaving to live with us.

What's on my mind? Same thing as always, as much cock and cum in my hole as I can get.

So one of the guy's I workout with at the gym has been hinting with me that he likes to suck and love's the feel of hard cock in his hole. How ever he made it clear he is Neg. Clean and just wants me to fuck him after he sucks my cock then pull out and shoot on his ass. He has No clue I am toxic and Has no clue I can blast a load with out him even knowing it. then fuck it in until I am close to the second load. Pull out and blow it on his hole. let him think he is safe. I know what my master would do but what would you do??????????????? here are a couple photos he sent me. I almost had to jerk off as I looked at them. So do I stealth his ass and knock him up or play safe with the pig??????

Earlier today went to the local ABS usually not much there, so wasn't expecting too much. So I get my entrance to the booths go in eyes adjust to the dark. As expected slim pickings.. I wander around look thru the couple of gloryholes but Nada. So I look to the back, where there's a short dark hall with a couple of cubicles. Bingo! White guys there stroking and showing me his cock, so like a butch in heat, I follow. Into the cubicle and I'm on my knees sucking his nice thick straight cock. Going good, I'm working to get his load, when this other dude barges up and in and totally cock blocks me. So he leaves and I'm still hungry!. Pants up walking around again.. then I'm checked out by this slim toned black guy who motions me to follow.. I do, back to the cubicle hall to find him with his 8" thick with a wicked downward hook out and stroking and hard. In no time in on my knees stretching my mouth around his thick anaconda. He's loving it, and soon enough he's shooting his load down the back of my gullet. Yum! Still not satisfied I prowl around a little longer. Well, there's thus short Mexican dude who cruises me, we're standing next to each other and he's groping my ass then he heads into a cubicle motions me over. So on me knees sucking his thick uncut meat. He stands me up, runs his hands over my ass and turns me around. I've already spit lubed my hole so he lines up and slides home. Heaven..I feel his foreskin moving around his hard shaft while he's fucking me, steadily increasing his strokes. Then he shoves in as deep as he can while pulling me onto him as he unloads deep up my guts..he holds there couple of minutes and pulses my hole milking him. Pulls out hands me a napkin zips and leaves... finally satisfied, at least til tomorrow!

I love it when you get a hold of a boy who wants to be breed and ask for a Photo. What he sent had my cock drooling. I can't wait for this weekend to get here now. Also my boy is chasing after a guy from the gym and he sent a series of photos, however he has no idea we are both toxic. Jack is the one who wants to be breed and this is his photo what are your thoughts?????????? do I take his 19 year old boy pussy and make it a toxic cum dump??? I feel guilty when they are that young

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Part 3 It had been nearly 16 years since I went back home to get Chase. After we left our old small town my sister discovered ‘our’ secret, the face that Chase and I were gay lovers and would not let him have contact with his sons although he was sending $5000 a week to her to support the three of them. My being her brother afforded me some contact with her and my nephews, but she was careful to monitor what was said. It wasn’t until the boys close to graduating high school that she allowed me (us) to buy the boys their own laptop computer to use for their schooling. I promised my sister that there would be software on both of them that would allow her to monitor what the boys did on the computers. What she didn’t know was that I had my computer expert install a program to bypass the monitoring software. Once the boys had the computers I could remotely activate the programs allowing us to communicate with the boys through video conference. I decided to contact them on my own without Chase to gage what she might have told them about him (and me). This was the first time I had seen the boys since they were 2 years old. They each had a nice lean swimmer’s build, looked a lot like their father in the face. I would be lying if didn’t admit that my cock stirred a little. I learned that they overheard her saying what a cock sucking faggot their father had turned out to be and if he wasn’t being so generous with his financial support she’d tell the boys the truth. The twins asked me if it was true that their dad was gay. I answered them honestly and let them know that not only was their dad gay, but their uncle as well. They both got a smirk on their faces as they let out a little laugh. That’s when I discovered that they definitely took after their father since they had been ‘messing around’ with each other for some time. Now they were 18 and about to graduate high school. Their mother wanted them to go to the local community college. I asked them what they really wanted to do with their future. I was pleasantly surprised (and a little shocked) when they said that they both wanted to come to the city and live with us. I told them that we’d have to discuss this with their father before a final decision would be made. I let Chase know that the software I had placed on the laptops was working and we could contact the boys at (just about) anytime. The next time we spoke with the boys all 4 of us were on video chat. I had not told Chase about the boys ‘sexual discovery’ when we contacted them together. I left it for the twins to tell him. What surprised me was the way that they decided to break the news. There they were on cam each wearing a pair of mesh basketball shorts when they said that they had something they wanted to tell him, but instead of telling him they showed him. We watched the barely 18 year old twins start making out and before we knew it they were in 69. I was hard as steel and could tell that Chase was turned on as well. Before we could get a word in edge wise before one of the twins had the other one’s legs on his shoulders and thrusted his bare cock inside his brother’s ass. After they were all done I don’t think that we could deny their request to join us in the city, but we needed to confront the barebacking issue. We asked them if they had been ‘messing around’ with anyone else back home. They replied, why, they got enough cock with each other. Then we asked about their barebacking and learned that they had enough education in health at school to know the risks and that that was part of the turn on to fucking. I don’t know if we were ready for their next question, but Chase’s answer surprised me. The boys asked about our sexual behavior and if we barebacked. Chase was quick to say that both of us only fuck raw. I noticed a strange grin on the twin’s faces when they asked, actually, it was more like they knew the answer as they said, “Then you’re both poz we bet.” Chase then took his shirt off to reveal his biohazard tattoo on his right pec (mine is on the left since I am the top in our relationship). The boys loved the ink work and hoped to earn their own someday. Chase let them know that we thought we could work something out if they came to live with us. The boys share an old pickup my sister had bought them and right after graduation they packed up their stuff and left in the middle of the night leaving a note for their mother that they had lived with her long enough and that it was time to live with dad.

Thanks for your comments guys. Here's Part 2. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Relief flooded over me. The decision was made. I was knocked up, had experienced the morning sickness and had joined the brotherhood of poz men. Nothing could take away my membership so I embraced it, loved it, and was determined to do my best in sharing it with others by gifting them, regardless of whether or not the guys wanted it. Showered and feeling newly energized, my cock bounced with every heartbeat becoming painfully hard with the need to breed, so much so strings of clear venomous pre-cum drooled onto the wooden floor boards leaving a toxic slippery snail trail as I walked about. Upon checking my laptop I found several replies to my advertisement, one of which answers, one in particularly captured my attention. The individual replying posted under the name tag ‘Seeks Scorpion Sting’ and simply stated “Hot TOP jock wants POZZING." My cock jumped and twitched as more pre-cum oozed out as I typed "What u looking 4, jock.” The reply was virtually instantaneous. “Being fucked raw, status important. Unmediated HVL POZ.” I could barely breathe. My dick was rock hard as I thought 'Should I go to him or just to fuck my bf off by fucking this stranger here in our bed'? I made my decision and replied “Here’s my cell number and address ___________________." He immediately then logged off. 'Fuck it, too bold, too brazen, damn!' I thought to myself only to hear my phone ring. Glancing at the screen, I didn't recognize the number, and as I was thoroughly pissed off the guy apparently had bailed, I almost ignored the call, but instead, taking a deep breath, I answered with a curt "Yes?” “I’ll be there in 15 minutes POZ Daddy” a voice answered, but before I can speak he clicked off, and to my amazement, true to his word, in 15 minutes my doorbell rang. Now naked, my steel hard cock leading the way, I opened the door and found a twenty something Nordic Adonis, about my height of around 6’3”, his white T barely concealing a muscular body with his long length silky shorts giving no indication of what he was packing between his legs. Confidently he stepped into our house, initially kissing me lightly, then more vigorously as our hands frantically explored each other, and as my slimy, cum-smelling cock smeared copious amounts of toxic pre-cum all over his now tented shorts. Just as my hands slid down under the waistband of his shorts, grazing the valley between his ass cheeks, his right hand firmly gripped my pulsing cock as he murmured "Lead me to the bedroom.” Once there I pushed him onto the bed, back first, grabbed his ankles, forcing his knees against his chest, which, of course, left his winking hole exposed and his beautiful thick hard-on unattended. Positioning myself against his ass, my cock brushed against his seemingly virginal pucker. I was hot and hard more than willing to tease his hole. This was soooo not my norm. I had definitely changed. I bend forward and devour his ass. There’s no other word for it – my tongue, my rough stubble and occasionally my teeth – I feel the need to eat that hole from the inside out. He bucks against me as my thick tongue dives in deep slurping making loud wet noises that makes him moan, “Oh yeah mmmm” The boy goes to stroke his cock but I beat him to it and bat his hand away. “Leave it! Concentrate on pleasuring MY cock not yours! I hiss I circle around the rim on his tasty boyhole, then spear in with my curled tongue, rubbing my stubbled chin scratching over his hole making it red and sore, then my tongue again, licking and lapping and then a sudden unexpected bite on one ass cheek and then other then pull those rosy cheeks as far apart as possible pulling the boys ass as open as I could. I’d never eaten ass like this before, and I was in heaven, he on the other hand was in hell, it was making him crazy for me to fuck him. Oh.. please... oh!” he was gasping between my tongue lashings. Pre-cum flowed from my piss slit like a tap turned full on leaving a pool of poison on the duvet cover. I pull back just a little. “Please, what?” “Please!” he gasped, “Please fuck me!” He moves his hand and pushes a single finger against his spit-slick pucker, and groans again. “Please!” “Hope that’s enough spit, boy because that’s all you’re getting.” I’m enjoying this new me. “Look into my eyes boy and don’t look away I want see the moment you first feel my deadly POZ cock enter you.” I looked up at him, losing myself in his youthful brilliance and rub my slick cock up and down his furry crack before my mushroom head hits bulls eye, his hole. I push, pressure mounting as I start to press in past his ass lips. His hole offers surprisingly little resistance as my cock quickly presses into his sphincter stretching it open across my bulbous head. “Ooooo, Aaawwwwwow..I feel every vein, mmmmmm, every, mmmmm, contour of your fat cock as it slides, urggh, deeper and mmmmmmm deeper into my hole” is his running commentary as finally, all eight inches had sunk in and my pubes rested against his pale furry cheeks. “You feel that boy? Feel how easily my POZ cock slid into your hole? You’re no Top, just a hole made for taking loads you should never have been able to take this fat POZ cock so easily.” I flex my diseased cock deep inside depositing yet more radioactive venom, “You like having my POZ cock inside you boy?” “Yes.” “You want me to fuck you now?” “Yes.” “Breed you?” “Yes” “Yes what?” “Please I want you to fuck and breed me with your POZ cock.” “Your wish is my command.” I lean over him, pressing down my mouth to his own. It was less like a kiss and more like possession and domination as my tongue enters his mouth and flex my cock once again before kissing him back fiercely once more and oh so slowly withdraw my cock until the head begins to push his ass lips wide again and wait. Then I pushed, inexorable, not fast but without pause and inch by inch, I felt his body open even though he tried to rock back away from my invading cock. “It’s so thick, so large” The boy says “Yeah boy, eat that up.” I bucked and pushed in twisting as much as I could. “I’m more stretched and full than I’ve ever been”, he says as his eyes start watering, breathing in short bursts, trying to catch his breath. “Good boy…..now take IT” as I ram in as the words leave my mouth. His voice wobbled in response, “Y-esss S…i…r” as he thrashes about under me as I pick up speed with raged rough shoves in and out of his hole. He yelps, I kiss and I swallow the boy’s cries and notice his erection had subsided leaving his once gorgeous cock now lying impotent across his groin I pull my cock from his hole in the same slow deliberate manor that I had pressed it in, allowing the head to pop out too and then with the same inescapable pressure slid back inside and I sense jolts of electric pulse through his hole as the bulging head and veins on my cock push home. I started groaning telling him to I’m going to fuck him in earnest before all of a sudden slamming the full length of my cock into him with the entire force of my body behind it. He screamed. Then it was on, keeping my promise of wrecking his hole. I had never fucked like that, I had never felt so connected to someone, I had never wanted someone as much as I wanted him in those moments. The room became hot and the smell of cum and sex filled the air, I felt beads of sweat drip from my face as my bucking body rammed into him but neither of us cared. The sound of slapping flesh combined with we sloppy squish of his hole was the only sound in the room save for the occasional whimper as my cock forced its way past his second sphincter. I was a beast, hammering away full force at his hole for nearly twenty minutes never missing a beat before…, “I’m about to change your life boy. I’m going to flood your guts with the first of many POZ loads.” “Yeah give me your POZ load,” he pleaded red faced and panting “Here it comes.” As with one final lunge I bottomed out, as the head of my flexing cock bursts past his second sphincter, my load firing deep into his guys. I swear that load was massive and more powerful than any before as I roared, finished cumming and ground my cock deeper into him, working my load to where it could do the most damage. “Oh my god,” he panted, “That was amazing.” “Don’t worry boy, there’s plenty more where that came from,” as I flexed my still hard cock inside him. We shift on the bed as I swear I hear a sound come from the outside? Or was it our front door? I don’t hear anything else expect our hearts thumping as we momentarily recover. “Let’s see how many loads get pumped into your hole to make sure it takes.” Slowly, I begin to fuck him again as my cock never went down or left his battered hole. “feel good boy? I ask as I set out with a slow rhythm and start to pick up speed. The second load was going to take a little longer until I gripped him tight and whispered in his ear “You like riding the death stick thats gonna get knocked you up?” “Please daddy, POZ ME UP!” And with that I was panting raggedly and my balls were retracting. It was time. “I'm pozzing you all over again, cum slut!” The boy was being fucked raw by a complete stranger who's rock hard cock was utterly turned-on. I knew nothing about this boy, nothing, but I fucked more, driven on by an inate sense of generalized revenge. His hole burned around my dick, as I changed pace, giving him a few more rough thrusts as my balls prepared to to blow another load deep in his flooded hole "I'm getting real close-- where do you want me to cum?" I asked, without breaking my pace. He didn't answer. Again I asked "I'm about to blow, man - where do you want it?" He, however, was totally blissed out, eyes closed, laying there, his soft cock expanding as I repeatedly slammed into his prostate, only to have him suddenly exclaim "Oh, Fuuuuuuuuuck!" as perhaps his last negative jizz spurted from his throbbing cock. I was in heaven as his ass had clamped down, squeezing my deathstick, massaging its toxic cargo out, but he wasn't done, he had one trick left up his sleeve. “Convert me,” he plead, adding “I want your toxic cum, to take every lethal swimmer you have. Knock me up, man!” That was it. I pounded even harder, slamming deeper, completely withdrawing with each out stroke, with the result that on one such out stroke, my cum shot all over his crotch, but it also meant that when I plunged back in, I also blew balls-deep in his hole. Of course I continued stabbing his hole forcefully until my climax finally subsided and utterly involuntarily I collapsed on top of the boy, squeezing the air out of his lungs. When I had caught my breath I slowly withdrew, rather carefully almost, and then rolled back on my haunches to survey the damage. Cum was dribbling out of the boy’s puffy hole, cum which was pink with streaks of red plop oozing onto the duvet. Leaning forward, I slid my fingers deep in his cunt and relished finding gobs of mixed diseased spunk and ass juices which I fed him from my fingers. From behind my back the bedroom door creaked open, and I heard clapping and the enthusiastic praise of my boyfriend calling “Way to go Harry!”

Among (so many) other things, I like to suck cock. I hit gloryholes at a.b.s. when I travel. The plan being to suck men to completion and spit the load into a bottle to use later as fuck lube. The problem is, lately a lot of the men have pulled out of my mouth and retracted from the gloryhole and finished themselves off by hand as I look on....pissed that not only did I not get the load, but the dude wasted it on the floor. I've asked why, and the few that did give me an answer said things like "It's not safe" or "I like to finish it myself". One guy even said "If I don't cum in your mouth, I'm not cheating on my wife". Anyone else experience gloryhole dick that will not give you the load?

Anyone else really turned on by the thought of me & a few other tops holding down a hot smooth bottom and raping both of his holes all night long? Use him & abuse him like the (sub)human sperm bank he is. NO safe word, NO mercy, NO lube. Make him scream. Make him struggle.

I have found profiles for two guys I know, on bbrts. One surprised me, the other, not so much. Anyone else, any hook-ups?

Sounds like a super hot encounter. Hope you get more!

Just posted my first blog about me being whored out in Massachusetts when I was working in the US years ago.

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I've used cum from floors and walls as lube to jerk off with. I've licked and tasted. Used it as lube for my cock and ass. I'm hard just thinking about it

This story just gets better with each chapter.

Was at the CumUnion in Palm Springs. Got there early, but all of the slings were already taken. Walked around and played a bit in the playrooms - sucked some dick, laid on a massage table and got fingered, eaten and fucked, walked around a bit more got the occasional grope - stopped and backed up. A couple took the opportunity and slid right in and fucked me standing up in the walkway. A couple pulled me off to the side and bent me over a chair or trash can. Eventually my hole was leaking a half-dozen loads as I walked around naked. Found an empty sling and hopped in and slid on a blindfold. Had a couple of looky-loos (could hear them approach, then scurry away. It happens - more often early in the evening.). Had a couple walk up and both fucked me. Don't know who they were, but they traded off inside me and egged each other on as they fucked. Love couples who cum in me! Eventually, they both came in me groaning and living the release and the second one REALLY loved his partner's juices in me! They left and it quieted down, so I got out (don't hog the facilities, after all). Moved to an outside sling that was busy earlier with a hot porn star. Since it was empty, I hoed up and proceeded to take a few more loads, the occasional few quick pumps, then a guy walked up and started talking about my hole like he'd found the holy grail. LOVED it! He pumped and teased my ass - hard and gentle, every angle, opening me up and talking dirty the whole time. He told me to open it up and I did, he ate my ass and sucked some cum out of me and continued fucking. I was in heaven. He must've gone for about 20 minutes when a tall guy who'd been circling came closer. Hot man offered the new guy my hole as he pulled out. The new guy was hung like a horse and rock hard. He plunged into me in one thrust all the way to the balls making me gasp and grab the poppers. He held himself there while I adjusted. Then he proceeded to pound my hole hard and deep forcing me to wince and exhale. He relished it and kept hitting that wall inside me until he slid past and I moaned like a freak. He pumped and pumped as the other guy egged him on. I could feel him tense as he shot into me flooding me and making my ass leak. I could feel him shoot a couple more times then he pulled out and fingered my cummy, gaping hole. He left and the hot guy dove down and ate my sloppy hole before he slid back in and shot his own load in me. I ALWAYS have a good time at CumUnion!

Yeah. The first time I sucked off an Uber driver was when he picked me up from the baths in Amsterdam. The second time was late at night in London. I'll have to write about both those incidents sometime. I love those surprise encounters. Late nights seem to be when it happens for me.

I have a solid rep as a fuck slut. Am proud to have a huge partner count and have guys that have mated with me and recommended me to other guys they know or invited me to group events to be passed around. When I go to a sex resort guys know pretty quick that my beefy ass is there to get used til it is a canyonized slop hole and i proudly show off how well stretched I am from 25+ years of continual heavy sex use. It is so awesome to see so many dedicated fuck sluts on this thread who are proud of their promiscuity and embrace their primal male drive.

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This one. Three times in one night whilst I was tied up, hooded and seriously high. Good times.

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.

Met a guy with a hot 10" dick at a party. He was sad that no one could swallow it al, so I took that challenge and went all the way down on him. The he said no one seemed to be able to take it all up the ass, so I took that challenge too. He shot his load into me while his balls were up against my own balls.

Part 2: The thick wood wall held firm as Brother Roberto slammed his 10-inch dick through the velvet-covered hole and into my ass raw. I was happy to take whatever penance he offered as long as it got me closer to my goal - closer to the bug - closer to CRF19. I snorted two big lines off the golden platter and once I did, Father Adelmo stuck the end of his uncut Cuban dick back into my mouth and started chanting, “JOIN THE HOLY UNION. BE ONE WITH THE BODY. JOIN THE HOLY UNION. BE ONE WITH THE BODY.” The chanting picked up in tempo and volume as Father Adelmo pumped my throat and one of the Brother’s banged my ass. “TASTE OF MY BODY - TASTE OF MY BLOOD - TASTE OF MY SPIRIT!” the Father yelled as he stiffened, clutched the carved finials of the confessional window and grunted in unison as the good Brother swelled and flooded me at the other end. I tilted my head slightly up, which made Father Adelmo’s dick spurt his last drops onto the roof of my mouth. His head was thrown back in righteous ecstasy, the cords on his neck straining as I gave him a holy vision and swallowed his sacred seed. Finally spent, Father Adelmo relaxed, exhaled, looked down at me and set his hands on top of my head in blessing and thanks before easing his now semi-hard dick from my hungry gullet. Brother Roberto was not so kind and pulled out of my freshly fucked hole in one jerk, making me gasp. As the Brother’s seed settled in, Father Adelmo stepped out of the confessional, my curtain was pulled back, and Bob was there to help me stand. I was disappointed as I was hoping he had been the one fucking me, but when the curtain pulled back and another Brother stepped out, all I could think of was how to get more of dick back in my hole so I could turn it from pink and white to red and white - cherry vanilla swirl. Father Adelmo settled himself in a high-backed, ornate chair, as a Brother held the platter out for him to snort from, another set a crystal glass full of a burgundy liquid to his side, and a third handed him a long braided cord heavy with golden beads. Bob - the Brother Roberto with the jagged scar on his temple - pushed me forward and motioned for me to kneel on a plush pillow by the Father’s seat. I tried to sit back, but was kicked, so back on my knees I arched my back, stretched, and was rewarded with another dip at the plate of white manna to snort. FUCK! Each hit burned more and more, but the shit was good whatever it was and the more I snorted, the more surreal the situation became and I chuckled a bit. The ornate plush room, in some warehouse type building, surrounded by guys who now - more so being high - all looked like clones - serving a twisted pig of a Padre. Damn! The golden beads on the braided cord made a soft, rhythmic noise as Father Adelmo ran the cord between the thumb and fingers of his left hand. He seemed lost in thought now and no one spoke a word. He snorted from the platter, a Brother carefully wiped the excess from his right nostril, then with pupils wide the Father turned to me and said - as if we had been in the middle of a conversation all along, “The CRF19 virus responds to antiviral treatment. But due to its fast progression rate, those who are diagnosed are done so too late for the therapy to work and their immune systems are unable to recover.” My dick twitched and I moaned. The Father went on, “While my sources inform me the strain has now reached epidemic proportions in Cuba, so far, it has not spread outside Cuba, with the exception of a few rare cases.” There was another pause as Father Adelmo snorted some more, the platter was held out for me and when I only snorted two lines, I was cuffed up side the head by Bob, so I snorted two more. Bob set his hand on my left shoulder in firm approval and squeezed. Father Adelmo titled his head, leaned forward, held my chin up with his right hand so that I could stare into the depths of his brown eyes and asked, “Are you willing to be the lamb that brings CRF19 back to my children?” I nodded, Father Adelmo smiled, and suddenly the room was full of motion and energy. My head was released, Father Adelmos leaned back in the chair, two of the Brothers Roberto stood side by side in front of me - one roughly grabbing my left wrist as the other wrapped a length of golden silk around it then holding the free end yanked my arm out to the side. My other wrist was done in turn and together; the Brother’s pulled me forward. I tried to stumble, but fell flat onto the carpeted floor and as I did, each ankle was grabbed and also wrapped and then pulled and soon as I lying flat with a Brother kneeling by each of my hands, the golden cloth wrapped around their fists, tying us together like a shepherd and a wayward sheep. My legs were splayed; Father Adelmo stood over my head, bent forward, and slid his braided cord of beads under my neck, looped it, and pulled. I choked and sputtered and he pulled harder. While Father Adelmo was literally yanking my chain, a hard body lay on my naked back and a thick dick punctured my rectum anew. Being held down and throttled left me little choice but to take the dick that started to slowly push in, pull out, push back in. I then heard a loud snort above me and Father Adelmo began to chant, “TAKE THE BLESSING OF THE SEED. TAKE YOUR DELIVERANCE. I BLESS YOU MY SON. LET ME ABSOLVE YOU OF YOUR PAST LIFE AND ANOINT YOU FOR THE LIFE TO COME. THAT STARTS NOW. HERE AS I MARK YOU AS THE LAMB.” The thrusting in my ass paused, the cloth bindings pulled taught, Father Adelmo kneeled by my side-turned head and I felt a sharp slicing in first my left, then my right shoulder, followed by him rubbing his finger over each wound as he said, “BLOOD TO BLOOD UPON THE ALTAR OF MEN, SO SHALL YOU BE MARKED. ANOINTED. BAPTIZED BY ALL HE WHO COMES FORTH!” The man inside me started slam fucking hard, deep, fast, and the only sound he made as he filled with me his seed was a soft grunt. He immediately withdrew, there was a few seconds of shuffling as the cloth binding on my right ankle was shifted, then someone else lay on my back and they too began to fuck. Father Adelmo had stood back up, snorted, and continued to chant, “TAKE THE BLESSING OF THE SEED. TAKE YOUR DELIVERANCE. I BLESS YOU MY SON. LET ME ABSOLVE YOU OF YOUR PAST LIFE AND ANOINT YOU FOR THE LIFE TO COME.” The man in my ass filled me with sperm, more shifting, another big dick and I grunted as this one was a bit thicker, but they were all long - holy hell where did he find these men? I just took at least 30 inches and was there more coming? Apparently yes. “TAKE THE BLESSING OF THE SEED. TAKE YOUR DELIVERANCE. I BLESS YOU MY SON. LET ME ABSOLVE YOU OF YOUR PAST LIFE AND ANOINT YOU FOR THE LIFE TO COME.” The chant continued to ring and resound as one after another the five Brothers in the room shifted positions in turn and each fucked me raw, and filled my ass with their gifts. I don’t think any of them had nutted in a long time as not only did I feel the cum flow from my hole, but they came awful quick. This was not about enjoyment; it was about service and duty. Brother number five was getting ready to unleash his contribution inside me when Father Adelmo’s voice grew louder, “I BAPTIZE YOU - I BAPTIZE YOU - I BAPTIZE YOU.” the Brother filled me up and pulled out of my ass and within seconds as the Father yelled “I BAPTIZE YOU!” I felt a hot spray of cum blast from the Father’s dick as he jacked off standing over me, coating my shoulder wounds, my back, the side of my face. He then took a step back, straddled me once more, and I felt the powder of his chemical storm sprinkled over me and then the golden platter was dropped to the floor and discarded, no longer needed. It was snowing in Magic City - a chemical fallout. My wrists and ankles were released. Hot hands pressed my flesh, mouths and tongues found the chemical adornment the Father had dumped on my naked and used body, and as the Brothers slurped it up, they mixed the white powder in with the Father’s cum. It tickled, and I was jealous, and I was begging for someone to fuck me! Someone - I’m convinced it was Bob as he seemed to enjoy doing so - cuffed my head so I shut up and the Brothers finished licking, snorting, and using my sacrificed body as a drug buffet. All restraints released I got my wish as the drugged up Brothers were horny and ready for round two, three, and four. I was hefted onto my hands and knees as one stuffed my mouth and another slammed his dick balls deep as he squatted behind me and pounded my wet sloppy hole. Rough fingers coated my nostrils, my ass burned from more chems shoved into my fuck chute. I was baptized, anointed, and made sacred over and over by their DNA. Some hours later Bob helped me up after I had been basted with Cuban cum like a Christmas turkey. He ushered me into a small room that had just a cot, washbasin, and a set of dark red, almost black clothes. Not black like the Brothers, but dark blood red like death. One of the young twinks from the chapel - now dressed in crisp whites and holding his head down in deference - brought in a small plate of food. When I asked him about the clothes he did not explain the whites but said, “The Brothers serve HIM! The Brothers are holy. They wear only black as a symbol of death and mourning for the lives we all lived and those that will be lost.” OK - yeah these fuckers were bat shit crazy, but hey, the dick was good so what did I care, right Dusk was slow to descend on the city, but as it did, Bob led me out of my monk cell to meet Father Adelmo who was confidently standing by the front door, his dark gray shirt buttoned all the way up. He smiled as I approached, nodded, and as he led me outside and walked me down the sidewalk, the Father spoke about his good works from the soup kitchens, to the hospice, to the daycare center and home for unwed mothers, and more. The people of the neighborhood all waved, smiled, and shouted greetings, praises, and honorifics as our entourage strolled by - the Father, me, and a horde of Brother Robertos. I tried asking the Father when I would get to go to Cuba, how I would get there, what would happen then, and more, and with each question he shushed me and gave a dismissive little wave. Fuck - like I was a child! I had come all the way to Miami, had let him and his goon squad drug me up, fuck me, breed me (well OK, I DID like that), but still. The least he could do was give me answers. I huffed and was set to start another round of questions when Father Adelmo stopped by a cinder-block warehouse, a Brother slid back the large door, and Father said, “Peace my son. Brother Roberto will guide you and it will take a few days to make all the arrangements - that is if you have the money? You do? Good. Go and get it and return here. Brother Roberto will accompany you.” Father Adelmo then stepped into the darkness of the warehouse while Bob cuffed me and guided me down the sidewalk in the direction of my hotel. Wait, how did he know exactly where I was staying? In my hotel Bob wasted no time forcefully pulling my issued pants down, mounting my hole raw, and soiling the clean sheets on the bed. I like a top who is verbal - he was not - but that big dick still felt great as he slammed me and so I begged for him to breed me. Clearly he’s a freaky fuck as he yanked his dick out, pulled a baggy of white powder from his pocket, and as I laid on my back with my legs up I watched as he licked his finger, coated it good, then proceed to finger fuck me and bump me higher. I was in heat and begged and pleaded and swore and prayed until Bob anointed me with some more of his seed. That finished, I opened the safe, got the cash I brought, Bob packed it into a backpack that he slung over his left shoulder, and we started back towards the warehouse. I was hyped and chatty, yet Bob deflected all my questions about the good Father with silence. Well the Brother Robertos/”Bob” might have taken a vow of silence but as I felt his cum leak from my ass I chuckled knowing celibacy or abstinence from drugs were not in his set of solemn promises. Even when I begged, “Please let me sin again and make me repent - right here in this alley,” Bob just looked at me all stone faced and silent and pushed me along. Damn him to hell! Back at the warehouse, Bob led me through the large door, into the dark cavern, past two Brothers standing guard with automatic rifles. Shit that was new. We followed the echoing voices, turned a corner and came into a room with a long, wooden table and a number of people hustling and bustling about. Father Adelmo was at the far end, he paused his conversation, waved us over, looked in the backpack fingered the stacks of cash, smiled, and nodded. Bob stepped away and left the room so I looked around. The dim bare bulbs dangling from the ceiling, swaying in the currents of air created by large fans hanging from the rafters, let me see that there were more men with guns coming and going and two others hunched over the table cutting open blue plastic bricks and dumping out packets of white powder. I squinted and realized the men with guns - in jeans, t-shirts, and caps, were Brothers Roberto. They had changed clothes. The men at the table sorting the baggies of powder were Brothers too and one of them looked up, winked, then went back to work. My ass twitched. I went to step closer, but someone put a hand on my shoulder to stop me. I turned, it was Bob, and he too had changed and had added a Miami Marlins baseball cap to his ensemble. Father Adelmo then walked over to me, handed me a baggy, and I turned it over to see the little symbol stamped in black on the back - an angel. Father Adelmo opened the baggy, poured some in his hand and held it up for me to snort. Christ that burned and I swayed, he laughed and Bob steadied me. I shook my head to clear my mind and the Father 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 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, A BODY WITH NO SOUL 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.” (*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!)

Part 2 I dropped my fifth load inside Chase’s well used ass as the sun peered through the curtains of the hotel room I could see in Chase’s eyes he was ready for a break. I suggested that we jump in the shower to refresh ourselves. While we were in the shower I told Chase more about my business. His eyes lit up as I told him how much money I typically make in a week. I told him that I wanted him to come back to the city with me. The expression on his face was one of conflict, he knew that he could use the money, but he didn’t want to leave his boys. After the shower we drank a ton of water and ate a couple bananas each when I told him to go over to the bed as I finished getting things ready for us to start back up again. When he reached the bed I let him know that there was a (well packed) pipe waiting for him if he wanted to smoke some more of the stuff we used last night. The eagerness of his grabbing the pipe and lighting up (with my instructions) told me he like Miss. Tina. Looking in the mirror I could see him blowing some impressive clouds. When I joined him at the bed I told him to lie back as I placed a strap on his upper arm. Chase didn’t question anything I was doing (not even the ‘red’ tinge to the barrel of the point) as I wiped his arm with alcohol. I simply told him that if he really liked the stuff I gave him last night along with what he was smoking, he would love what I was about to give him. I found a nice vein and slipped the needle in, registering an additional red to the barrel before I slowly pushed the plunger down. As I was injecting the drugs into my friend I let him know a little bit of what to expect as the point was emptied. I placed some tissue on the injection site, raised me friend’s arm as I released the strap. Chase coughed out hard as he rode his first rush. I joined Chase on the bed as I rubbed his chest letting him know everything was going to be just fine. I then began to administer my own slam. Once I joined Chase’s level (well not quite, I did about half of was I gave my buddy) I pulled his head to me throbbing cock. He eagerly swallowed me to the root as I pulled his body around so I could eat his hungry ass. His moans drove me wild as I was eager to fuck my friend. There was going to be something different during this fuck session. It was time to let Chase know his fate and seal the deal of his moving to the city with me. I crammed a pillow under Chase’s ass as I lined up my cock with his formerly neg ass. I slid in slowly while I stared directly into my friend’s eyes. As I bottomed out balls deep I asked him how my poz cock felt inside him. I don’t think his drug hazed brain registered what I said as I began to slowly pull out before slamming back in. After a few strokes I then commented that I could still feel my dirty, poz cum deep inside him, that after I was finished his poz ass was going to belong to me. I kept this talk up and slowly saw the wheels turning when he finally got what I was telling him. I cannot describe the expression that told me he knew his fate was sealed. Chase placed his hands on the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. I knew at that moment Chase made up his mind to go back with me to the city. I kept Chase high until Sunday morning with additional slams as I started to explain more of the business and how he was the star of my latest live production. I showed him where several of the hidden cameras were in the room and the estimate that this weekend’s live sex show probably netted me $10,000-$15,000, which half was his. Chase took another half dozen loads from me before we ended the show, had something to eat and slept until early Monday morning when we left for the city.

I'm undetectable it took about 3or 4 months to get me down but had a very high viral load before starting treatment. I dont regret getting hiv I enjoyed the sex like always. I still enjoy raw sex! I knew the risks but I just can't stand a gloved cock! And I love having a hot load pumped into my man pussy.

To be invited to a party and not realise until I arrive and led to the bedroom, that I am to be the bottom for all the other guests to fuck and drop their loads in.

I fully intended to stop barebacking and not take loads up my ass and I saved my fantasies of taking poz cum in my ass for jerking off. I posted ads on Craigslist and got the usual ratio of about 8 losers to 1 keeper. Finally a guy who sounded really hot came over: black, tall, built, 9 inches and uncut. Like most queers I adore big black uncut cock. A total top he said; I was going to be his bitch for the evening. I was really excited, I hadn't gotten fucked in 8 months and needed it bad, so I said I'd love to be your bitch gurl. "Do you mind if I turn a couple of video cameras on and record you fucking me?" "Go ahead, just give me a copy. One thing I should tell you, I'm poz. I'll been a little erratic with my meds, so my viral load is kind of high." Shit. I'd forgotten to ask him his status online. I didn't play with poz guys, fantasies notwithstanding. But, I was so fucking horny, and he was hot and he was here. "Well, ok, but use a condom to fuck me; I'll suck you raw, but I won't eat your load." "That's fine" He took me in his arms and kissed me deep, I was oozing precum and my asshole was lubing up, getting ready for his cock. "Take my cock out and suck it you hot bitch. Call me Daddy.". "Yes Daddy." I dropped to my knees, unfastened his belt, unbuttoned his 501s and pulled his soft cock out. It was lovely, pitch black with a long foreskin extending well beyond the head. I took the skin in both hands, pried it apart and began licking the head and inside of the skin. He was flowing precum, I was in heaven lapping up his juice; then I remembered, I was eating poz precum. I was getting virus in my mouth. My stomach flipped over, I was scared but my dick was hard as a rock and my hole was sloppy, ready for anything. I sucked him till he was rock hard, which didn't take long. He was indeed 9 inches, but he'd neglected to mention how thick he was; thick as a beer can. I'd gotten pounded by a couple of nine inchers, but none as thick. This was going to be a fuck to remember. His balls were huge and hung low, I dove down and started licking and sucking on them. I could barely get one at a time in my mouth. He moaned, pulled me up to his face and kissed me. "Let's get into bed." I whimpered. I really wanted that big black prick in my pussy. "Get a rubber and put it on" I always kept a selection of condoms and lube by the bed. I dug through the pile and got the biggest one. Holding the thick shaft in my hand I licked and mouthed the head, lubing it for the rubber. My hands wouldn't go completely around his cock, and I have big hands with long fingers. He'd opened the condom package and handed the rubber to me. I positioned it over the head and slid it down over the head and the shaft with my mouth. Except I didn't, it wouldn't fit. I was trembling with need for for his cock, struggling with the rubber. I struggled with the slippery condom and the hard cock oozing precum for what seemd like an eternity, But I just couldn't do it; his cock was too big and the rubber too small Finally he growled, grabbed me by the neck and pulled me off his cock. He picked up the rubber and threw it across the room. "Fuck it. I'm gonna fuck your ass raw, you faggot bitch!" I turned away and tried to swing my legs over the side of the bed, but his two big hands grabbed me and pulled me to the center of the bed. He pinned me face down, climbed on top and kicked my legs apart. "No, don't. I don't want to get pozzed!" " Take a deep breath bitch, you're going to get fucked now!" I felt the head of his cock against my asshole. He rubbed it around, drooling virus laden precum on my hole and rubbing it in. I was terrified, moaning and crying, tears pouring down. I was getting pozzed. "Please use lube, please!" "Fuck you, you little whore; you're getting it now!" He shoved his huge prick deep into my asshole with one stroke. I screamed, I could feel my ass tear. I'd never felt so much pain. I struggled, but didn't have a chance. Like most men that liked cock I'd fantasized about getting raped, about how hot it would be. Now I really was getting raped. It wasn't fun at all. The pain was incredible. I had no control over the situation, he could use me however he wanted, for as long as he wanted. He could do anything he wanted, he could kill me. My dick was hard as it had ever been, I was terrified, about to throw up from fear. I shot a load into the bed. He felt me twitch and ran his hand under my cock. It was smeared with my cum. He laughed, "How's it feel having your darkest fantasies come true, boy? You're getting raped by a big, coal black nigger and you love it. You're getting pozzed and you love it." He smeared his hand across my mouth, "Eat your cum, you little queer. I'm going to make all your deepest desires come true tonight." I eagerly licked my cum off his hand, sobbing, tears flowing. And my ass hurt. God, did it hurt. My cock was still hard. His cock started stroking in and out, lubed by precum, and no doubt, my blood. He pulled all the way out. My asshole ached and stung, the pain was intense. I wanted his prick back in my hole and pushed my butt up trying the capture what I wanted. He laughed. "Want more, bitch? Don't worry, you're going to get it. But first, lick my dick clean." He rolled me over on my back and shoved his cock in my mouth. It was smeared with precum and streaks of blood. He shoved my head down on it, I licked, tasting precum, assjuice and blood. It was wonderful. I whimpered, but from pleasure this time. I loved worshipping my daddy's dick. He chuckled. "Looks like I've got a brand new convert. A faggot whore for poz nigger cock. Your ass is torn up, my babies are already in your blood. You're just another infected dicksucker now. But I'm still going to fill you with poison seed, make sure I do the job. What do you say to that, faggot?" "Thank you, sir. Thank you for your cock and your gift. Please fuck me, please?" I wasn't pretending, I was in pain, but I really was glad. I was on the road to where I wanted to be. I no longer had to worry about getting infected. It was done. He pulled me to him and kissed me. "You're Daddy's little whore now, aren't you? You'll do anything I say, won't you?" "Yes Daddy, I'm yours now. I want to please you." And I did, this man owned me now, I had his babies, his dna, in my blood. And I really wanted that lovely prick in my pussy again. "You took your fucking like good little whore, I'm going to reward you" He reached over to the end table and got a bottle of lube and smeared it over his cock. "I don't care how much I tore you up; I'm lubing you so it feels better for me. I don't give a shit whether you like it or not; you're just my punk ass faggot bitch. Stick your ass in the air, queer." I did and Daddy stuck the bottle's nozzle in my pussyhole. He squeezed and I felt a cold invasion flow into me. I whimpered, I wanted Daddy's hot cock in me. "On your back, bitch." I rolled over, Daddy grabbed my legs, pulled them apart, put my heels on his shoulders, nuzzled his cock against my hole and slid in. He bottomed out and held it, put one hand on the back of my head and pulled my mouth to his. Daddy's tongue slid past my lips and raped my mouth, like his cock raped my asshole. I played with my owner's tongue with mine, loving it that Daddy liked kissing me. My Daddy rode me long and hard, his wonderful prick stretching my hole, getting it accustomed to being used for his pleasure. I loved it, I'd never been fucked like that. He kissed me again and I shot a load all over my belly and chest. Daddy laughed, licked it up and kissed me, pushing my cum in my mouth. Then he picked up the pace and banged me hard for 10 or 15 minutes, finally shoving his prick deeper that it'd ever been and groaned. A warm flood filled my pussy as Daddy's cock twitched and shot spurt after spurt of poison jizz into my guts. "Pozzing your cunt, bitch!" He humped his cock into me 4 or 5 times really hard, tearing my pussy more, I screamed with pain. Daddy collapsed on me, kissed me again and looked into my eyes. I was moaning and whimpering with pain and pleasure. "Welcome to the club, you poz fuckhole." I kissed Daddy back, "Thank you Daddy". Daddy slid his cock out of me and held it in front of my face. It was lovely, softening slightly, dripping cum heavily streaked with my blood. I eagerly raised my head and took it in my mouth and sucked it clean. It was even better than the first time he had me clean him; his cum delicious, especially spiced with my pussy juice and the coppery taste of my blood. "Don't let anybody use your pussy till you get the fuck flu and test positive. I want you infected with my babies first." "Daddy, I don't want any cock but yours. I hope I please you and that you will fuck me anytime you want" Three weeks later I was down with the flu for 10 days. I was so sick I couldn't get out of bed except to crawl to the toilet. Daddy took pity on me and had his girls drop by and bring me food and gatorade. When I got better I went to the clinic and got tested. It worked; I was poz!

I absolutely love getting fucked understall. I can't even venture a guess of how many classes i missed in college so i could get loaded up....sleazy, very cruisy mens room on campus, with lots of jocks needing to dump a load.

Me: 39, 6'1", semi musclar black bear w/ hairy body, 6" cut, bald head, tight groom black beard, versatile Visitor : 54, 5'11", good shape white daddy, close cut salt and pepper hair. 7-8 fat foreskin cock,versatile So the week after Xmas, I got a message from a guy on Scruff. He was visiting the area for the day and was staying at nearby hotel. Now this was proving to be one the area coldest evening in a long time. So the idea of cuddling up with a guy was a nice idea. So after some back and forth I headed over. When I got there his pic matched him quite nicely. We chatted as we waiting for the hotel room to adjust from the blast of cold air that had come in with me. He then switched off the heater, as we were going to generate enough heat. We start with kissing as our hands slide over each other. His hand gave my harden cock a solid squeeze. As I gave his slower growing cock a squeeze in return. I wonder who was going to fuck whom. We never discussed that. Our foreplay continued as we moved to the bed. Clothing slowly coming off, as lips met more bare flesh. Pants were ripped away faster than the shirts. Soon his focus was onto my left nipple. Where he dined and slowly torment me over the course of the night ( it swore for 3 days after). As he did I felt his cock which was now fully hard, it fat body a surprise, which I knew I wanted to get fucked by. We moved in a 69, me on the bottom and him on top. That fat cock filling my mouth. My finger slide over his hole . He was seriously into suck me. Back and forth we went. Till we returned to kissing each other. As we did we seem to start taking turn finger each other ass. When I brought the coconut oil Iube, and put some on his finger. He rubbed my hole. Then stoked himself to stay hard I soon was laying on my belly as he fingered me more. Moaning my enjoyment. He reposition and start pushing the fat cock I want into my hole. When had never discuss condom or status. (Mind it listed in our profiles)Sadly it had been awhile. So it was a little while for me to open. But it was long he was fully in me. Fuck and chewing on my ears and necks. Minutes later shifted as he caught his breath. I sat up and lubed my cock and stroked to back to firmness. I slide up to him and pushed his legs back. I rub his hole with my wet hand and teased his hole with my cock. I push forward into his hole as he struggled to open up. It had been a while for him too. As I did he now felt the need to talk status and say he was negative. I just smirked as I felt his ass loosen. I said , I know and so am I, & im on PreP. Then fuck he hole. Back and forth we went over the next hour. Flipping each other's hole. I was once again on my belly, as he worked my hole. I groaned and, " cum for me. Fill my hole daddy". He growled and chewed my ear more. " you want daddies load," he said. I moaned in response. He pounding increased. Till he suddenly slowed and panted. He pulled out and collapse back on the bed." Yeah that was good. You ass just got my four day load." I rolled over and panted too. Sadly I know I didn't have the strength after that ride to fuck him. He ask if I want to cum? Which I did, and strokes myself till I shoot my super wet load. He dove down on my cUm covered cock and ate it up. He soon sat up and gave me a cum coated kiss.

I've also used that exact same terminology - even on this site somewhere. I had been barebacking close to 10 years pretty exclusively, but still had my "safe sex" boxes checked. Then when I'd be chatting one on one, I'd admit I had to top them raw or I'd lose my hardon - sometimes I'd flip - fooling both myself and the other guy that I'm "usually safe". I didn't want guys that knew me and friends that saw me online to know how risky I was being. Then about 2.5 years ago I finally grew the balls to join bbrt and saw how many hot fucking guys were on there that I wanted to fuck with and also started seeing the "status" of PrEP. So I got on PrEP within a month and kinda consider that my "coming out" as a barebacker, telling guys right up front it's raw only, unchecked those "safe" boxes, even telling my regular (non-sex) friends I'm barebacking and even admitting I have been for years. I'm having more (and better ) sex than ever in my life, and with hotter guys. Everyone once in a while I get turned down for bb (yesterday a guy on grindr told me I "ruined it" when I sent him a pic of me barebacking someone), so I moved on to the next guy, and he wanted it raw

Chapter 2: I met Mike a couple of years back when I was just 21, a few weeks from my 22nd birthday, and we quickly became regular fuckbuds. At that time, I thought I was sexually adventurous. Mike, however, opened me up more sexually. Mike fucked me, occasionally shared his piss with me, and my favorite part, he liked group sex and took me to sex parties. It took almost no time before I was chasing the bug with him. I had always barebacked, without giving it much thought, now I hungry for a poz man’s cock. I wouldn’t say we were ever dating, but we were close, we had a lot of sex, and spent a lot of time together. I met Mike on BBRT. Another cute versatile guy among the hundreds. Mike’s profile listed his stats as 24, 5’7”, 135lbs, large cock and his HIV status read, 'Ask me'. I wasn’t sure about that part but I really wanted that cock in me; I was hot for him. I unlocked my pics and noticed he checked out my profile. A minute or two later he had unlocked and I had emails from him. I thought about it and supposed 'Ask me' might well mean he was HIV+, but I was interested, I replied and simply asked. Mike’s reply was “I'm probably neg, but always bareback and want guys to ask." "Why not just say 'Not sure'", I asked. He had no answer, but only replied “Looking .. text me,” giving me his number. I showered and cleaned out and in about 30 minutes was at his front door. He answered the door, looked like pics, but he had serious bed head. He was wearing a t-shirt and nothing else. We made eye contact, I smiled, “Haaaa… looks like I’m overdressed” I said, and in attempt to impress him, stripped right there in the foyer. He kissed me, “Let’s go to my bedroom.” He led me down the hall, I sat on the end of his bed, him standing over me, and we kissed again. It was amazing, his lips were so soft and when his tongue invaded my mouth I got an instant hard-on. He looked down at me, “You’re neg too?” I nodded, “Cool,” he murmured. I kept the eye contact as I lowered myself to my knees, licked the head of his cock while he watched, “Ahhhh … mmmmm … feels good," he moaned. I went slowly, licking the slit, then the head, then taking as much of his cock in as I could get. Back and forth I repeated the motions. I knew it was working, in 3.2 seconds he had become a leaky faucet of precum, and I was greedily swallowing every drop. His hands rested on my head as I serviced him. “Stand up," he ordered, and upon doing so, he again kissed me. Mike pointed to the bed, “Turn around and get on all fours. Show me that hot hole of yours." I climbed on the bed, head down, ass up, spreading my legs and ass with it – I wanted to feel vulnerable and exposed. I wanted him to fuck me. “So hot”, I hear him say softly. He got up on the bed close to me, and ran his hand over my ass and lightly into the crack … teasing. I heard what sounded like him pulling a finger from his mouth, then I felt pain, he shoved his middle finger right up inside me. “Ahhhhh … ahhhh,” I gasped. In a subdued voice he remarked “Mmmmm … Yeah that’s what you want … oh fuck that’s a nice, tight hole." I knew he was just looking down at me – lightly massaging inside me, this time he spoke up, “Yeah I’m gonna fuck and breed you like a little bitch. You’re queer for my seed ain’tcha?” The words were like a drug, “Yes … Yes I am." “Yes, what? You want this raw cock and seed?” This time I didn’t hold back, “Fuck yes I do! Fuck I want that raw cock and seed!" “That’s right boy .. mmmmm .. gonna breed that ass so deep.” Mike removed his finger from my ass, leaned in a little bit and then I could hear the lube as he stroked some on his cock a few times, then another squeeze, and I could feel cold lube running into the crack of my ass. “Bitch, it's time to breed that hole." He then placed one of his hands on my waist and I knew the other was on his cock; I could feel his cock head touching my hole. Mike was about to put that hot cock where his finger had been. I wanted it. I pushed back a little let him know. “Ahhhh … ! Ahhhhh fuck!”, I cried out as he pushed in and his big dick invaded the tight space of my ass. “That’s right boy … fuck, … ahhhh … that’s right, fuck … give that ass to me … gonna breed you so deep – fill you with cum." I knew Mike could feel how tight I was but it didn’t stop him from using slow, constant pressure n his cock, “That’s it … so hot … ahhhh… ahhhh... fuck yeah, .. fuck yeah," and he bottomed out, “That’s all of me babe … got that raw cock all the way in." I moaned, “MMMMMMMM”, it stung but feeling his hairy nuts touching my ass made me want his load that much more. He moved back out almost as slowly as he entered, then back in again. It didn’t take very long before he was pounding my ass hard. I could hear his balls slapping against my ass as he pushed all the way in. "Fuck me, mmmmmm… fuck … fuck … yeah, fuck me," I begged. Mike now grunted in reply “Fuck yeah, take my cock, bitch!” I kept my face down in the comforter as he rode my ass like a pro. I had been fucked many times before but Mike was riding this ass like a champion at a Rodeo. “Spread your cheeks more for me”, I reached back, “Yeah like that… like that”, it felt like that raw cock pushed in a little deeper, if that was even possible. “Fuck yeah … breed my ass … I want it. Fuck .. fuck .. yeah you want this dirty load don’t you?” I had no idea what we were even saying, “Yeah, I do," I replied. I was too involved to give any other reply. Mike rode me like that for a solid 10 minutes and I could tell from his grunts he was about to go over the edge. “ahhhhh … I’m close … fuck! … I’m getting close babe, … gonna dump this huge load inside you … ahhhh”, “Fuck yea … fuck I want it”. Mike made a few final firmly planted thrusts, and then it happened, “AHHHHHHHHHHHH … FUCKKKKK … FUCKKKKKK”, I felt him make one final thrust in deep and I knew he was squirting his load into my guts. “FUCK!”, he shouted, as I felt his cock spasm and the sweat from his balls against me. There was no mistaking I had just taken another man’s cum. We were both hot and sweating when the a/c kicked on … we stayed connected like that for a few more minutes, neither one of us wanting to move or let his cock slip out of my hole. “That was so hot .. did you get what you wanted?” It seemed a bit of an odd question, but I just replied with, “Fuck yeah I did. I wanted your big load. It was so hot." Mike withdrew and lay down beside me and we started to share soft kisses as we lay there just soaking in the whole experience. “So you like this raw cock huh?” “Love it … that was so hot.” “Nice … we gonna do it again?” I replied “Hell yeah, anytime.” “You up for group fun sometime, too? Fuck bud of mine loves breeding ass … he usually just fucks me." The image of Mike taking raw cock while fucking me went through my head, “Bareback?” “Yeah, it's the only way I get fucked," he replied. I just laughed, “Yeah, I’m up for that anytime." Mike looked at me, “Kevin … he’s poz … that still cool?” I hadn’t given it any thought before, but this made me acknowledge, even as hot as he was, I had just let another guy I didn’t really know cum inside my ass. I know there was a risk, but in the few seconds it took me to process his question I could tell he wasn’t sure if he should’ve said anything, so I just spit out, “I’m good … yeah,.. yeah, it's cool.” “You sure? I gotta say, I fuckin' love his cock too." “I’m sure, yeah, I’m sure. Will he want to fuck me?” “He might. Yeah, I think so. You might as well let him." “Yeah.” “You just took my cum, and he’s been fucking me for a while now.” I smiled back at Mike, “Yeah, he can definitely fuck me if he wants.” I swallowed hard, then I just kissed him. Mike just smiled a mischievous grin.

always loved barebacking but most guys in 90's and early 2000's wouldn't do it. I found out I'm a better top than bottom and from about 1998 on I've been mostly a top and from about 2005 on I have topped about 98 % of the time and 95% of that time with NO condom....didn't take much to convince a guy to go bare...it just feels so much better. I won't pull out either...I make sure my cum is IN them. So, in 2013 I got fucked buy a guy that I didn't know and we didn't have the HIV discussion....came back POZ 3 months later...no regrets...it was my fault that I didn't protect myself. BUT...now It's 100 percent BARE BACK!!!! LOVE it and will never go back!!!

kind of strange, never have had a guy say that to me as I posted a few days ago. But last night, a long time neg. friend asked me to help him convert. He has been barebacking for some time, but has not tested poz. We have been friends for a long time (several years) but as both bottoms, had played around a bit, but never fucked. After some spirited discussion, we have agreed to concentrate on his conversion. what was kind of a surprise, just as I was ready to blast him with my freshly pozzed seed, I heard myself asking him if he was ready to feel my toxic cum fill his ass. I am not sure where it came from...but I wanted him to know, just as I was shooting my jizz, that he was about to take a poz load. He never said yes, but the animal-like moan/cry told me he was ready. He left with a nice size load and we will repeat the process on Friday.

Spent a few hours with my ass backed up to a glory hole today, been a few weeks since I last took that much anon cum in one day, felt sooooo fucking good...

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Any chance they ran through a cruisy park and your son took loads from more than his boyfriend?

Guys...the video is still out there. Hit me up if you are interested, and I will provide the link. I don't judge, but for those who think the top is wrong, what about the bottom who set up a hidden video cam?!?!?

Load #16: The withered, lesion- scarred hand of the once stunning muscle god, desperately gripped my birthday boy’s perfectly round rump, and pushed another two inches of his deadly black Mamba deep into the trembling youth’s cum-starved kunt. “Please, please, sir,” the kid begged as he bit into his pillow. 350 000 vl hadn’t dropped in 6moths, ever since his meds stopped working. The porn sensation once known as ‘Muscle Man Mike’, decided against that last chemotherapy series they said he desperately needed. He knew his party was over, and feeling the freshly broken kunt grasping and massaging the full length of his oozing fuck club, he knew this kid’s adventures had just begun. My son reared his head up and spoke so the man behind him, inside him, could hear his plea, “Please, Sir,…. Please mister, Bug me up,… I’ll take good care of it…I promise… Mike wanted to make this last load last, but a crowd had gathered to bare witness, the passing of the torch as it were, and he always loved an audience. As he slapped his venom bloated balls against the grinding little animal’s sticky taint, he gritted his few remaining teeth and slurred into the sweet cumdump’s ear, “Careful of what you ask for….” Bam… “You….” Bam “Just Might…” Bam Bam” Get….” Bam Bam Bam….”IT!” Sometimes, a tight, tripping ass can detect the spasm of a the urethra, or the change in heart rate or blood pressure of the cock up inside it, but few can really feel jizz at body temperature squirt in, But this kind donor had a temperature of 102.5, and the neglected youth felt every burning glob fired into his battered ass-lining. The pure animal heat of the feverish dong filling his colon and lower intestine, soothed his abused of his innards. As quick as he could, the student spun around, once his donor pulled the last noxious centimeter from his still gripping ass. On his knees, he raised the slimy spent shaft to his parched lips. Gently, his newly trained tongue explores the black man’s foreskin for any remnants of his jizz, or the others, or his own gut slop. Opening his throat so that he could clean the shiny shaft down to the matted base, he barely felt his ass-ring pop, as his Dad once again tapped the warm and sticky butt plug back into its natural place. Informed Consent “You really 18?” “……Yeah.” “Got ID?” “I…… don’t Drive.” “Okay, so I am going to need you to give me your word…” “My word…?” “It’s all a man has.” “I am 18 years old…. Tod….” “Nope, don’t say it, just strip down to your undies so we can have a little talk, Son.” Brownish-blond patches of fur peeked out from his armpits, as he pulled off his shirt. No chest hair, just the thinnest of fuzz forming a treasure trail leading down into his over stuffed tighty-whitties. “So how did your dick get so damn big, wrapped up in those chastity panties? Those things are designed to retard penile development, you know.’ He explained that since the age of 12, he always let his cock, and sometimes his balls, hang outside his briefs, so his meat could grow and expand of its own free will. In just his tennis shoes and his jockies, he sat on the floor between my legs. Maybe it was cheating, asking him to pay attention AFTER I’d let him pull my cock and balls out of my 501’s , but I wanted him to get a good look at the menu before I started with the disclaimers. “You asked that I “make you a man”, and that’s my goal. This weekend, me and my buddies will be working on making you the best Gay Man you can be, but I know it doesn’t always stick. Do you know the difference between a ‘Man” and a ‘Gay Man’?” Was it a trick question? The kid’s gaze shifted from my hairy crotch to my face. He looked confused. “A Gay Man is just the same as any other kind of Man, except for a series of reasons, he is not willing to be Domesticated in order to have access to pussy.” “A Man’s biological imperative is to spread all of the DNA he can. A true Gay man seeks not only to spread as much of it as he can, but to also generate or consume all the DNA available to him, especially when it comes in the form of thick, warm ejaculate, or as my Pa called it, “Man Milk”. You say you haven’t been fucked, but have you eaten sperm before? The enthusiastic youth smiled and nodded, “I eat my own all the time, and I’ve sucked off my buddies before.” “You swallow their spunk?” “Always” “Oh, you make your Dad so proud when he hears that.” “Can I suck your dick now, sir ?” “Hold on, hold on there, Sport. Now that you are of the age of consent, there are a few things you need to know before you can consent…. “Some Men, and that includes Gay Men, are afraid of Sex. They are afraid of their own assholes, their own desires, or their God, and even sometimes their own sperm. Our Puritan society exploits men’s sexual desires and at the very same time teaches them to fear sex. Too many Gay Men these days fear their own sexuality so much, that they have started acting like needy/demanding straight women, who use sex as a commodity or as tool to manipulate the sexualities of others. I want my son to be ‘FEARLESS’. Are you fearless boy?” The kid’s eyes had grown wide. Looking back down at my dick, as it slowly came to life right in front of his face, he whispered”… yes.” “Then before we get started, you need to know that I carry the HIV virus, one of the viruses that is thought to cause AIDS. If you choose to be my son, you will be exposed to this virus repeatedly, and will most likely end up infected with it by the time were done this weekend. “I work with a small cabal of armature eugenicists,” I went on to explain, ”trying to breed a super virulent, non-lethal strain of the virus through repeated exposure and transmission. But we are well aware that we could also unintentionally be creating a jizz so poisonous it might kill on contact. “For any son of mine who wasn’t made from my DNA, I want him to consume enough of my genetic material that his DNA is transformed into mine. Do you want your daddy’s dangerous seed swimming around inside you, moving from your intestines and your stomach into your bloodstream?” “Yes.” “Even if it might kill you?” “YES. I would rather live a short positive life, than grow old and then die, too frighten to ever really fuck..’ Though I don’t do it as often as a father should, I held the kid’s smooth face in my hands and kissed him on the lips, entering his unpolluted body for the very first time with my dirty slime sucking tongue. Then, standing up, I pushed his face back into my pubes, letting him breath in my crotch stink as he repeatedly kissed my cock and balls. “Stay where you are, Boy” “Have you ever gotten stoned before, Son ?” I asked from the kitchen. Again, that sweet “deer in the headlight’ look. Was this another trick question? he must have been wondering. “…..Uhm…” “You know,” I clarified, ”smoked Mary Jane, reefer…. marijuana?” “Yeah….” He confessed with all the guilt of a poorly educated American youth, ”a couple times or so. With my buddies… before a movie… or…ummm” “Very good,” I assured him, “It’s sad how our society tries to terrify the curious.” Returning from the refrigerator with a small plate, I presented my special birthday boy with a thick chocolate brownie, topped with a single black candle. “Here you go, Son…, Happy Birthday.” The next hour, we spent fiddling about on the couch. Curled up between my thighs, the curious imp had free access to my hairy Daddy meat. Using his hands, his lips and his nose, he explored my paternal package from every angle. I instructed him in how to remove his Daddy’s boots, and as he bent over to work on the right one, I reached out and ripped a hole in the back of his undies, so I could survey his almost hairless, virgin hole, while he wiggled at my feet. Removing my jeans and boxers, I took a lot of time to stand on his face and chest, giving him the opportunity to sniff and suck on my raunchy socks as his skinny hips involuntarily fucked the air. Returning to the seated position, I scooted my hairy ass to the edge of the sofa and popped one of my legs over the armrest, offering the starving boy full access to his first male doughnut. Like a true son of mine, his first instinct was to lick and suck on the man-lips offered, but I wanted to build his appetite. “Sniff it. Your gonna have to fuck it with your nose, before I’ll let you fuck it with your tongue.” He took his time, and I took the opportunity to quiz him about what he didn’t understand on my profile, all the while encouraging him to lick and stick his fingers up my ass before telling him to lick them and stick them back in his mouth. Even before he was allowed to French kiss my ring, a beautiful trail of charged ass-slime connected his sweet lips to my salty shit-chute. Even though he had never been with a “grown up” before, he’d done his research. When I asked him what ‘raunchy’ meant, he said, “that’s gross stuff, right? Dirty underwear, boogers, sweat… piss ‘n shit ‘n stuff like that ?” “And that’s fine by you?” “Whatever you’re into, that’s what I wanna try…..” I could have cum right then. The only two references he did not know were “Scat” which he though may have to do with music, which he thought was real fucking weird, and he assumed “K9” was probably some kind of puppy-play, and then, just to get his daddy’s nuts in a knot, he said, “but I don’t want you to explain everything all at once…. I want to be surprised too.” So I explained the course his education would take. Today was going to be all about the fundamentals every man should know about “The Accommodation of the Male Member and the Ingestion of Human Ejaculate”, and before his big Birthday party that night, I would take him to the park to teach him “The Etiquette of Cum Hunting in Public Toilets and Woodlands.” My goal was that he would get at least 18 loads up his ass and another 18 down his throat, before his day was done. I also expected him to cum at least 18 times over the course of the weekend. But before his butt breeding would begin, he needed his first lesson: “Proper Anal Hygiene. The Master bedroom and my playroom, or as we would be calling it, ‘the Nursery’ were separated by the Master bath, and the tile of the walk-in shower is where his training would begin. Although it was equipped with two heads and two hoses, I thought I would show him the advantages of the tradition gravity flow enema bag, three of which hung in my Piss Parlor. Tonight we’d begin with a gentle rises, and later on he could learn how to use the power washers. Fathers and sons who lived together, knew all about each other’s piss and shit early on, so I sought to reproduce this biological familiarity, a key element of the Parent/Offspring bond. I made it clear that was a ‘ safe zone’- he was free to piss and shit and puke in the shower without fear of retribution or punishment. Bags 1&2: After demonstrating how and why the hose should be emptied of air, I approach his upturned rump, that perfect pale pucker offered up to his old man’s alter, and slowly began Rimming 101. When his moaning started to become a distraction, I licked the nozzle and penetrated his ass. I told him to imagine his own father urinating up inside him, as I worked the clamp, releasing both bursts and streams of warm liquid into his bottomless belly. It’s good to start with warm if your going for the full gut flush. Cold is best for a quick rinse. His whimpering coincided with the vacuum forming in the bag, and I kept his head down for a couple minutes to let the flow sink in. He knew instinctively to suck my dick as we waited. Once his cramping got too much, I told him to stand up. Rubbing his swollen stomach sparked my rod something fierce. Gravity was trying to gut him while I flicked his erect nips, and parted his bloated belly. “Okay boy, you can squat down and grunt it all out now…” “Right…here?’ “We’re in a shower. Right there’s the drai….” But gravity won out over his modesty, and down he went with his face back in my crotch, and the ******* of his foul waste splashed the tile and washef around our feet.” “That’s it… fart it out for Daddy…Those are the muscles you need to know how to use….Now, clamp down.” The kid looked up through glassy black pupils in awe and disbelief, at all the strange sensations rushing around his body, the bloating, the release, and the stink…, it was all way beyond what the kid had expected… and this was only lesson one. With the second bag, I told him a little about myself, and how “20 years ago, my wife took off with my three year old son, after she decided my family’s traditional way of naturally and painlessly retracting his foreskin was disgusting and obscene. Two years later, she wrote to tell me that she’d had him circumcised, as if by sexually mutilating him, she was getting even with me. Then after another 14 years, without a card or graduation announcement, I got photocopy of his obituary in the mail.” By bag 3, the cold water rinse, I had started taking his hand in mine, showing him how to check on his progress, inserting our wet fingers into his inviting colon. “First you check that it looks clean, and then once it does, you need to see if the juice smells clean, and finally, to want to check that your juice tastes clean. You don’t want to serve up a shitty hole, unless that’s what someone’s askin’ for.” Bag 4 would make a nice treat, and the perfect seg-way to my bedroom. “Here Son, stand up and piss in this bag”, he’d peed out most of the sports-drink I’d been filling him up with, while he was bearing down to empty his bowels. Still, he had a couple of cups of urine in him that he managed to squeeze trough his rock hard dick. I made sure to praise his ability to piss while erect, before saying, “Now hold that bag open of Daddy….” Our warm stinking piss mingled together in the enema bag, before I bent him over and slipped the nozzle into his most hole, so that our liquids could continue mixing in his guts. “This is the best way to rinse out when you’re camping…” I explained to him like a good Dad should…”though this is not my favorite method for delivery…”. Retrieving his butt plug from where it has slopped by the drain, I inserted it temporarily, to insure that our combined waste could wash away some of his mucus membrane in his intestinal lining, so my juices and our juices could begin the process of passing from his walls into his blood stream. Cupping the base of the butt-plug I began to roll it around in my palm, massaging his sensitized interior. “Do you like the way Daddy’s piss feels up inside you Son?” “Yesssss Papa… it feels sooooo good” We kissed, wet and naked in the shower, until I could taste my own waste on his breath, and the smell my stink leaking out of his pores. “Okay Son, your time has almost come, “ I grunted “With each lesson, they will be a test. Are you ready for your first exam? “YES Papa!” Pushing my wet beard into his little ear, I slurred, “Now I’m gonna ask you to do something in a minute or two. Your rational mind is going to shriek back in fear and say that’s dirty…. That’s Dis-Gust-ing…,that’s Dangerous, OR your carnal mind is going to say….’More1” If your rational mind tells you to freak out, then I promise you, we will stop right here, no harm, no foul… but if your carnal mind takes over… well, then know that I’m going to brand my name into your gut. Deal? “Deal” “Now I need you to clamp down as I pull the plug out slowly. I don’t want you to loose a drop. You got that kid?” And with that, I spun him around, got down behind him, and began to remove one of the three barriers separating my flesh from his. Like a champ, he didn’t miss more than a drop or two, which I quickly caught with my tongue as I moved it in to replace the plug, while stashing the kid’s warm wet toy in my own kunt, for safe keeping. His tender, pressurized sphincter was no match for his Pa’s big Tasting Dragon, and up into his colon I went, like mouthing a water balloon until its ready to explode. Is there any paradox sweeter than the piss filled virgin? “Okay Boy…. Fart for Daddy” No remorse, no fear, no hesitation! The combined force of his piss, my piss, the last of his douche water and protective mucus lining galloped down my gullet and out the through my nose, until I had to gargle out “Clamp it!” And he did. His legs and clenching butt-cheeks trembled with excitement. “Ready to go again?” I asked, and I like a natural born son of mine he said… “I was born READY, Pa!” My laughter was quenched by another wave of his gut wash, and this time, instead of swallowing it all down, I held on to a mouth full, and let the rest of our potent mixture spill out over my beard and chin, on to my belly and down into my crotch, where it washed over my enraged Spitting Serpent as it stood ready to strike. Spinning the boy around on the slimy surface, I faced him again with nothing but pride and raw lust in my eyes. Pulling his sweet virgin lips to mine, I spit our combined sewage over his newly discovered tongue, and he swallowed it…Fluid exchange, simple and puur, out of his butt and back down his throat again, along with large portion of my spit and love. Picking him up, I carried his wet dripping body into my bed room before throwing him down on the leather bed cover. Still dripping with his filth, I flipped him on his back and examined my new wiggling fuck-toy’s glistening little twat. Spread eagle with ankles pointed to heaven, his innocent pucker taunted me, whispering something that I just wasn’t close enough to hear. Kneeling before his sweet sacrifice, I kiss his wet hole, tasting our joined essence, as I used my fingers and tongue to dig around in his vulnerable yet so inviting insides. A purist would have given him a good brushing then and there, but I wanted to savor the integrity of his unmarred flesh, for a little while longer. But my drooling dick wouldn’t wait… Standing, and spitting, I hit the bull’s eye, and began sloshing my dick piss-slit in the puddles of spit, ass juice and precum forming and foaming over his back gate. With only the slightest of pressure on his lips, I pressed my venom dripping corona into the tender anus, as I smiled, and snarled, and grunted. Yet once inside the virgin kunt, my cock head slammed tight in a sudden trap. Whether the kid hurt, or if he was startled, I don’t know. All I know is the intense contraction caused my cock to erupt, spontaneously spilling my first sinister load in to his newly discovered guts. His eyes opened wide and fixed on mine as I press my spasming dick head a inch and a half in deeper inside him. My cock-snot now replaced all that natural lubricant that our combined piss had washed away. I slid into my boy following a pure undiluted trail of tainted daddy milk. Only for a second did I wonder if my own father had enjoyed it this much. Had there been this kind of build up…this mind twisting anticipation before he popped my cherry, or was it really a drunken accident, a happy collision as it were? My newly bred boy moaned and brought me back to the present. “Thank you..Daddy….” And in reply, I sank another two inches in, answered in kind by a sudden gasp from my special kunt-boi…. Daddy’s little spermbank…. An inch latter, and it looked like I had bottomed out. One fuck-door at a time, I told myself, taking a moment to let my nuts reload, and giving me the opportunity to massage my infections romance in to the first part of his ass. Had I not shot right away, I might have been tempted to rape him like a bull moose would, and plow my dagger-dick in deadly and deep, but with the pressure off my prostate, I could enjoy his insides and the way his freshly ripoened rectum suckled and nursed on my nasty milky dick. For a good five minutes, I rooted around just inside the door, white washing his walls and warming his cum channel up for the real ride. Rocking him back and forth against my lap, I told him how proud I was of him, and what a hot hungry fuck hole he had, and how happy all our buddies were going to be when they got to feel what I’m feeling. And then I asked him, “Are you ready to get fucked?” He paused as if it was another trick question”……please?” “When I tell you, I want you to bare down like you’re farting, just like we practiced after school.’ With the gentlest little grunt, his bowels opened and welcomed his father deep in his uncharted depths. The perfect place to plant my flag. “Are you Daddy’s little cum whore?” my seething dong demanded I ask. “Please Papa, I wanna be your cum whore…: “So you’re gonna let your Father pimp out your tight, needy hot-box to all those rank and ugly deviants who want to pay you with clotted jizz deposits?’ “Please” “Oh have I got a special party planned for you. There are some sick, evil fuckers who want to terrible things to your insides while I watch.” What father doesn’t long to see his offspring filled with dick at both ends and bloated with a gallon of anonymous nutt-sludge? “And if you get older…. if you start making Boys of your own…Do you promise to share your sons with your daddy?’ “I do, Dad….’ “And what do you want boy? “Dick, Sir, I want more dick. I want your sick sauce, your death goo deep in me….I want to be your carrier, your courier…. I want to have your babies….” That did it. My first load had been mostly high charged seminal fluid, but this batch was a ball buster that made my urethra twist and shout. Like thick wads of salty spent chewing gum, I coated his lower intestines with my goopy lethal jisim, and then pounded it in, nailing the hard chunks into place with my hammer-slammer. Wad after wad of tainted dick juice seared inside his ravenous teeny-twat. Did his legs break, or his pelvis crush from the force? I remember a little screaming and then the wonderful warmth of my demon seed escaping from my bloated balls, rushing in and splashing over my boy’s freshly divided soul. Using every vein and hair on my slime slicked shaft, I rubbed my sleazy sludge into his welcoming wound. My son’s genes would live again inside this surrogate’s needy kunt. This boy was now tagged and mangled by my paternal DNA. The little fuck hole was mine until the day he died. A few minutes later, I instructed him how to use his mouth to clean me up, removing the junk stopper from my own fetid asshole and pushed it back in to his newly seeded playground. As his tongue dug in my public hair, savoring the last few drops of his lost youth, I grabbed the empty beer stein from the bed-stand beside me and told him to hold Papas’ pork hose. We rested for a few minutes, sharing the bubbly mug of full of my warm piss and discharge. He said it tasted a lot better than ass-piss, and I encouraged him to enjoy the fresh taste. He would soon learn to love the taste of everything that comes out of his father’s body. In anticipating that this whole scene just might work out, I had been active on my favorite sites the week before. The park would be filled with Bears and Wolves, and my little boy wasn’t coming back to his party until there was semen leaking out his nose. Now that my sperm swam wildly around in side him, and his tummy was filled with his papa’s yummy pee-pee, he was my Son, marked inside and out, and it was time to get his freshly broken butt well and thoroughly knocked up. Let the insemination begin! Part Three: Timmy’s 18 Load Birthday Breeding In Sex with Enhancements Fiction Part Four: CherryPop: The Father, The Son and the Holey Whore In Str8/ Bi-sex Fiction