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Went up to the heath last night mid evening after dark. Quiet, but found my way to the fuck tree. I was feeling really horny so just dropped my trousers and leant over the tree looking to get some action. It took a while but after about 10' a couple of guys came up, I could hear them behind me. One came forward, I could see his sneakers as I leant low, and fingered my lubed ass. His fingers brushed my cheeks and I could hear him unzipping. He pushed a finger in and whispered something to his mate and then shuffled forwards. His cock head nudged against my hole he pushed in and groaned. His cock was nicely fat for a first cock, not too fat but enough to fill. His mate came along side and started pulling on his own cock which was a good 8". The first guy was by then thrusting in hard, he kept teasing and then pushing in deep, I groaned and arched my back, and then lent further back, thrusting against his hips. He pushed in deep, said he was going to cum, grunted and held my hips as he spurted. He leaned forwards, as his mate told him to pull out. I reached under my balls and felt his cock slip out, a dribble of cum with it. His mate stepped up, and was obviously really horny by now. He hammered in and I could feel the cum in my ass churning as he pounded me, I leant down to get a deeper feel, his cock slipping in and filling me. He pulled me up and back as he thrust from below and then gasped as he shot his load, I could feel the cum leaking slopping from the previous fuck. " awesome fuck mate" he muttered, pulled out his cock and the cum slipped out. I saw the flash of a camera as he or his mate took a final picture of the trophy hole with the cum splashed around it! A short evening and not much after that, but it was worth it!

The 90's I grew up in a very religious part of the U.S., in a very religious town. I swear there was at least one church on every block. Of course my parents raised me Christian, but it never took. I just never believed any of it. But like a lot of people, I learned how to keep my doubts private and play along for the sake of peace. I had gotten really good at hiding my true self...sort of. I was gay at birth,but never mentioned it. I tried to at like everyone else, however, my voice and mannerisms would sometimes give me away and the whispering really began in high school. I dealt with it as best as I could. I learned to control my body, walk and gestures better, and my voice deepened eventually. And then I graduated and went to college in a very liberal town. Even though I had more freedom there, I continued to 'play it straight'. There was a gay disease going around and I thought I could disguise myself and hide from it. Even though they were deep into Jesus, I still missed my parents and would come home to visit at least once a month. And as oppressive as this town could be, it was still very beautiful in the nicer seasons. There were huge, beautiful trees lining every street. There was also a great park built around a wide creek that ran all the way through the community. On Spring Break I came home and mostly hung out with my friend from high school, Annie. We would walk along the creek and talk about everything. She'd decided to wait a year before going to college to save up more money. So we went there most every day. One time I had to excuse myself and go to little brick building where the restrooms were. After I finished peeing, I checked out the stalls for interesting graffiti. I'd long been fascinated with graffiti even though it usually just consisted of crude drawings of big dicks and the occasional 'suck me'. In the very last toilet stall I found something more interesting: I come here every day at noon to jack off. Would like a blow job My mind raced. What time was it? Oh, it was already 4 in the afternoon. I felt a mixture of relief and regret. Annie and I continued walking, but I didn't talk much. "Why are you so quiet?" "I'm just thinking. What are you doing tomorrow?" "Ugh. I have to work from open to close on Thursdays. But maybe we can go to the drive-in on Friday?" "What's playing?" "Something crappy. It'll be fun. I need to get home pretty soon, Aaron". "OK. I'll walk you to 12th street". The day ended. I ate dinner with my folks and we watched some sitcoms for awhile. I usually stayed up for Letterman, but that night I just showered and went to bed. I lied in the dark and tried to imagine the guy who'd left that writing on the stall wall. I didn't picture a hunk. I pictured a fat, ugly park worker in coveralls with a small dick. I didn't imagine it being like a sexy porn scene, but that didn't keep me from tossing and turning all night. I didn't get up until 10 the next morning. I had to go there. I had to see. An hour later I walked to the park and sat myself at a picnic table almost 20 yards away from the restrooms. I brought a soda and a book with me because I could always just say I came to the park to read. I had a clear view of whoever went inside around noon. 11:40 am I felt some fatigue from not sleeping very well, but tried to read my book. It was hard to make sense of any of the story because I kept checking my watch. It was a stupid novel I'd found at home and I was getting more tired just reading it. 12:01 pm And then a beat-up pickup drove up and parked illegally right there next to the curb. If this wasn't him, it had to be a bizarre coincidence. A super-tall, skinny guy hauled himself out. He was mostly bald, but he looked familiar for some reason. He walked up to the bathrooms, but paused before entering. He looked right at me. I knew him! Todd Robbins. He was in my graduating class. He was a total jock who was among the most popular guys in school. He was a star basketball player, and I'd heard he'd gotten a scholarship to UCLA. Back then, he had a head full of perfect blond curls and the most athletic frame I'd ever seen. All of the girls (and probably a few boys -- including me) were hopelessly in love with him. What had happened? He was still standing there, waiting for me to make eye contact again. As soon as I did, he smirked and made a gesture with his head toward the door to the men's room. Then he went in. Oh God. That walk from the table to the restrooms was so difficult. My hips and legs were barely cooperating. I went in and didn't see him. I knew he was in that last stall. What was the protocol? What were the rules? I remembered that smirk and walked right to the toilet where I knew I'd find him. He was all sprawled out with his pants around his ankles. "Hi, Aaron". I couldn't believe he knew my name. "H-Hi." He was tugging on his fat limp dick. "I'm not getting hard right now, but I will. Let's take a drive". So of course I followed him out to his truck and we left. He held an empty beer can between his legs that he spat his chew in. There was no radio, so the silence was unbearable. "How was UCLA?" "Sucked. The whole state of California SUCKS BALLS! I tell ya'. My luck turned bad the minute I got there". "Like how?" "Like, that school was tough. Classes were way harder than anything we ever had in high school. Also I was only like the sixth or seventh tallest guy on the squad. And way down the list as far as skills go. I was so used to being the best that I got really depressed". "I'm sorry". I really was. "You ain't even heard the worst. I got hurt during practice -- hurt real bad. And so my back was all fucked up and they told me I needed surgery. I had it, but was told a few months later I'd never play again. Didn't matter much since I'd failed all my classes already. But they gave me some excellent pain pills. I mean, they were fuckin' magical. I was in no pain and always in a great mood". "Well, that's good". "Not really. They started to slowly cut me off of them. So I had to go around to different doctors to get more. After that stopped working, I had to start buying them off the street. You can get pain pills just as easily as you can get weed. Only problem is that they cost a lot". "How'd you pay for them?" I almost didn't want to know. "My parents sent me money every month, but then just stopped and told me to move home. So I got more from my grandma, but she's all old and shit and I couldn't drain her bank account. So I started working". "Oh yeah? Doing what?" "It was L.A., right? I was tall and good looking and hung. I made money being a goddamn prostitute. Decent money. I did some stuff I would never repeat to another soul". "Wow". "Yeah, it was nice, but Then I started losing my hair and lost weight and I wasn't so much a high-dollar guy no more. Plus I had so many diseases from sex, that I was spending as much on treating them as I was on painkillers. I figured it was time for a change". We were in the North part of town -- the part everybody called 'The Weeds' because nobody that was unlucky enough to live there seemed to care if their tiny little houses were surrounded by tall noxious weeds. The city didn't even mow the ditches or around the crumbling sidewalks. It was the sad place for sad people. We pulled into a gravel highway in front of an old mobile home. "We're here!" The Weeds. I followed inside and the whole place smelled like Skoal. It was also littered with dirty clothes, giant shoes and pill bottles. Todd walked over to the TV and found a bottle on top that he was looking for. He popped a pill and told me to come relax on the couch for a bit. "We'll talk for a while and then I'll be ready to rock". He rubbed the big bulge in the crotch of his jeans as if I didn't get what he meant. "When did you move back?" "Around Thanksgiving. I lived with my parents for a few months, but they got pissed about all the missing money they kept discovering. Right before they kicked me out, a buddy and I cleared the house of anything valuable, pawned it and split the money. I was gone right after Christmas". "How did you end up in this trailer?" "Another buddy of mine owns it and lets me stay here. You'd be surprised how big the druggie community is around here". "Why did you write that in the park bathroom?" "Oh, I don't know. I bought some pills from a guy there and just wrote it. I knew somebody would go for it...just never imagined it'd be you". The lump in his jeans was growing ever so slightly. "You gotta realize the types of guys I'm used to dealing with. Fat, older dudes with wedding rings. Not young gay boys like you". "I was so in love with you in high school". "I knew that because you'd never make eye contact with me. Girls who loved me did the same thing". He kicked off his size 16 shoes. I stopped to realize that I was in The Weeds with my idol and was just waiting for his dick to get hard. No day turns out like you think it will. "You need a drink, but I'm out of booze. Wait. Hold on for a minute". He left and went into his bathroom. I heard a rattle of pills before he came back. "Kiss me, little man". He bent down and placed a big, open mouthed smooch on my lips. I felt a tiny tablet slide into my mouth. He wouldn't remove his mouth from mine so I just swallowed it. It was small and couldn't be that bad. Plus -- I'd been kissed by The Todd Robbins. "Sit down. I'm ready". I sat and watched him peel off his socks and jeans. He pulled his underwear down a bit and the most beautiful cock in the world popped up. It was amazing to just look at at. "I'm ready for my blow job now, Aaron". I bent over and took the fat head in my mouth. I really had no idea what I was doing, but knew I wanted to take the whole thing if I could. I couldn't. I tried and tried, but couldn't go more than about two inches down. "That felt nice, but let's go get more comfortable in the bed". His "bed" was just a bare mattress on the floor. "Take some clothes off, Baby. You'll feel better". I took off everything and then sat down on the mattress. "Lie back. We're going to 69 for a little while". His cock found my mouth from above and this position made it easier or me to take more of his fat cock. It even hit my throat a few times as he continued stabbing away. It wasn't truly 69'ing because he was so tall that his face was above my shins. He lifted away from me and complimented my natural skills. "You were great, but I need to cum and I can't cum that way". I lied there and noticed I was happy and a little numb. And sleepy. All those pollinating weeds outside were making me feel like a million bucks. "I need to fuck you. How are you feeling?" "The weeds are wonderful. They're not poisonous at all." "OK. You're gone. Just get ready". My legs were way up in the air and I laughed at my toes. Todd had positioned his hips with my mine and that insistent dick of his wanted to enter me through the butt hole. MY butt hole. Fine fine. Whatever. He pushed that monster in and in, and I only briefly felt pain. It was an intense pain -- like a tearing, but it went away -- thanks to the weed pollen. I wanted to live in a field of giant weeds. He was sweating profusely and pumping away, trying to get his cum to get out. I wanted to help him. I grabbed him around his narrow waist and pulled him down into me. He was breathing extra hard now and then suddenly he was completely still. I felt warm pulses of him going through me. He looked at me from above and smiled. "That was the best fuck I've ever had, Aaron". I grinned back and wanted him to kiss me, but he was already up and cleaning himself at his bathroom sink. "Let's go watch some TV until you come down a little and I can take you home'. As I tried to get up and dress myself, I noticed I had blood all over my butt and thighs, Well, the weeds demanded some sacrifice I guess. I didn't begrudge them some blood. Todd brought me some wet washcloths and I wiped up as best I could. After I got completely dressed I joined him out on the couch. He wasn't dressed at all and lying out he full length of it. I sat at the end and put his big bare feet on my lap. There was some dumb show on...one of those stupid prank shows where dumbass guys put firecrackers in their nostrils or whatever. I massaged his toes and soles which caused him to moan with pleasure. 'How are you feeling, Aaron?" "I'm doing great. Perfect". "Still feeling those weeds in you?" "Not as much now. I think the wind shifted or something". "OK. I'll give you another minute or two. Now might be the time to tell you something. I probably gave you HIV just now. It's won't be AIDS for a long time. And also herpes which is no big deal". I felt the last of the weed pollen leave my brain. Suddenly I was coldly aware of what I'd just done. Holy shit! I sat mutely as he went and got dressed. He drove me to my house and left me there. It was early evening and Dad was in the front yard spraying for dandelions. I went up to my room, lied in bed and cried a little. i also wandered if I'd go back to the park tomorrow.

Part 2 Master is fingering my hole with his thick finger as he drives. It's been an hour and finally he reveals our destination. "You got lucky, boy. I know a rest stop where you can suck and get fucked for hours." I moan at the thought. "Ya I'm gonna get you really piggy. See this rest stop is known as a fuck stop. Everyone knows it's only for sleazy cock sluts and the men they serve. You ready for that faggot?" I nod and moan. "No you ain't boy not yet. He pulls out a rig. "You need this in you first, I think your first is wearing out" he said with a grin. I didn't think he knew, then again I didn't even care to think about anything other than being a fuck hole for this alpha man. We arrive. The outside is completely normal, but that changes as we enter the restrooms. A symphony of male lust surrounds us as we walk past piss pigs kneeling under a golden stream, cocksuckers getting throat fucked and bottom sluts getting stretched out by big white dick. Master leads me to a stall and administers my slam. I cough heavy and lose my breath. "Oh fuck hail meth! Hail Sarah Palin! Fuck ya im a slut for Sarah Palin" the words fly out of my mouth. They caught the attention of some studs. "That's a good boy! Take that slam. Get over here and suck this big cock, slut" master nods and I hungrily swallow the fat uncut cock. I feel a hand on my hole then a blunt pain shooting through my body quickly turned into a powerful pleasure. I scream around the cock in my mouth but it only makes the stud shove his cock deeper down my throat causing my throat to bulge. Master unleashes a torrent of yellow piss on me as I hump back on the cock splitting my hole open. All I can think about is how I wish I had another hole to take more cock into. I'm moaning like a whore around my studs cock. I hear grunting behind me and I clench my hole to milk the load out of the big cock in my ass.. "take. This. Fucking . Load. FAGGOT! He releases big globs of hot cum so deep in my hole I can almost feel it in my stomach. He slaps my ass and walks away. I'm still gagging and choking on the big cock in my mouth when I feel a hand on my ass forcing two fingers in my hole then quickly out. My hole gapes open letting out almost all the cum just deposited in me with a splat on the ground. Seeing how much cum I was holding in my hole pushed the stud at my mouth over the edge and he started filling my mouth with cum. It was so bitter but I loved it. I swallowed as quickly as I could but he was overflowing my mouth.. I caught what I could in my hands and licked it up. He chuckles and spits on my face. I push it to my mouth and savor the taste of his spit. I feel the fingers on my hole again and realize I don't know who they belonged to. I turn around to see a sexy, muscular biker wearing all leather. His hard muscle glistens with sweat. He has nothing on under his leather jacket leaving his hairy torso exposed. I immediately turn around a start to nuzzle his cod piece. "Damn boy, I need a fuck hole that loves cock as much as you do." Master looked up "he's yours if you want him. I wanted to see if he deserved to be here and he definitely does. He can come here again if he wants my cock but I won't stop another alpha man from taking possession of a cock sucker". The biker grabbed my chin and roughly thrusted it up, "hear that boy? You're mine now" he spit into my face and rubbed it in. We get outside and he leads me to his bike. I get on behind him and wrap my arms around his hard body.. I wonder where he's taking me. I hope there's plenty of hard cock..

Our Last Condom I’ve been dating the same guy for almost three years, and up until tonight we had never dared to have sex without a condom. I’m a 25 years old, 6’4’’ and lean build and have had sex with dozens of guys but every single time I’ve insisted on wearing a condom. I hadn’t been fucked for the first time until I was a freshman in college, and growing up I had always been told that having sex without a condom was risky, especially if for gay guys, so I would always insist on rubbers being, no exceptions. Until tonight. Before we talk about how I discovered my obsession with bareback fucking, let me tell you about my man. My boyfriend, Jon, is as sexy as they come. He’s a 28 year old pediatrician, 6’0, blond, blue eyes and extremely built. He being a fairly health conscious and sexually inexperienced and me being unwilling to push him past his boundaries, we had always had sex with condoms. In the back of my mind, I had thought maybe it was weird that two monogamous men wouldn’t bring it up sooner than we did, I respected his boundaries and fucked his tight hole daily and ejaculated happily into hundreds of condoms over the years. But admittedly, with each passing day, I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to slip my load deep into him without barriers, and in fact the first man in his life to shoot sperm into his hole. We were having a typical Friday date night. We were seated next to each other on the couch on the roof of his townhouse. He leaned his head on his shoulder. Without hesitation, I put my arm around him and slipped my tongue into his mouth and my hand under his shirt. He was extremely ripped and I could feel his ab muscles twitching under my palms as I caressed every line and worked my way beneath his boxers and eventually grasped his cock that was becoming engorged by the second. I could feel his the layer of foreskin over his fat mushroom head, coated heavily with his precum. I was so turned on by the thought of slipping my tongue under his foreskin that I got on my knees and slid off his jeans and his boxers. Upon sliding his boxers to his heels, his hard, eight and a half inch pink, uncut cock was revealed and tapped against his smooth, ripped body. Everything from his firm pecs to his six pack abs to his balls were incredible smooth. I slipped my tongue under his smooth balls and it turns out his hole was equally smooth. As I attempted to slide my thick tongue past the first ring of his whole, I could hear him moan as his spread his legs and placed his heels on my shoulder. Still clothed, my cock was hard as a rock and tenting through my jeans; my tight boxer briefs were soaking with precum and I imagined having my way with this perfect, rock hard stud of a man. I took a pause from his tight pink hole and slipped his fat tool into my mouth, licking the tip of his head and working my mouth down his shaft to swallow every drip of precum from the slit of his cock. I unbuttoned Jon’s shirt and undid my belt and pants, reaching for my own cock as I deep-throated Jon’s long, veiny cock. Sliding off my jeans and underwear, I could hear moans of lust from Jon. I was a fairly lean and long guy, but by contrast my cock was as fat as it was long at eight inches in length and eight inches in girth. My fat beer can cock hung low between my legs and I moved my clenched fist up and down Jon’s cock as I slipped my tongue under his warm, slick foreskin. As ripped as Jon was, he also had one of the roundest and firmest asses I had ever known. I teased his hole with my middle finger and was aroused that, even though I had worked his ring with my tongue for almost half an hour, it was extremely difficult to slide my middle finger into his hole. And yet I could feel my boyfriend move his hole from side to side over my digit and eventually pushing his tight ring against it, allowing me to slowing penetrate him. I slipped my tongue along his warm balls and subtly spit on my middle to help ease it into his hole. Within a few minutes, my four and a half inch finger had fully penetrated Jon and I began to pet his prostate at a medium pace. I couldn’t remember a time I had been more aroused. My right middle finger still deep into Jon, I put my left arm around his smooth body, slipped his tongue into his mouth, and carried my man to his king bed. I stripped us both of our clothes and subtly slipped my index finger into Jon as well. The slit of his fat mushroom head began to leak precum as Jon groaned and moved his tight hole up and down my digits. It was at that moment that I felt his warm hand wrap itself around my cock, which at this point was covered in my precum. He slid his fist up and down my shaft at a medium pace, and he generously made sure my entire fat cock was slick with my precum. “Babe, I need you inside of me,” Jon said as he rubbed the slick tip of my thick cock against his hole. I continued to massage his prostate with my two fingers. “Please, babe, I really need your fat cock in my hole.” Having fucked Jon hundreds of times, I was familiar with our sexual routine and with how to satisfy his. I slipped my mouth over his penis and used my tongue to lick fresh, thick precum off of his cock slit. With my free hand, I reached for his nightstand and grabbed our nearly empty bottle of lube. In his dark bedroom, I could hardly see the contents of his nightstand drawer, and blindly searched for nearly a minute for a condom. Usually we were well prepared and condoms were prevalent in his drawer, but it seemed as though in less than a week we must have gone through an entire box. Determined, I frantically reached into the deep corners of his nightstand and to my relief felt a condom in my hand. I took a moment to examine the condom. It was clear that this was a condom that we must have picked up as a novelty from a gay bar or some other venue. While intact and unexpired, I almost exclusively used the golden wrapped Magnum XXL condoms because I felt most other condoms were too constrictive on my fat cock. This condom was in a standard packaging and I was skeptical it’d be sufficient. Desperate for his hole, I ignored his fact and attempted to unroll it on over my 8 inch thick cock. Fully unraveled, over an inch of my penis was exposed and my cock felt suffocated and had completely filled out the latex sheath, the veins beneath my cock visibly and rapidly pulsing beneath. But I needed to be inside of my boyfriend and was surprised to still be hard as a rock. I grabbed our bottle of lube and generously applied it to my wrapped cock. I slipped my two fingers out of Jon’s hole and I could tell he felt empty, thirsty to feel full again. He clenched his fist over my shaft and put my fat nearly 8.5’’ thick mushroom head outside of his hole. I slowly slid my mushroom head past the ring of his hole and eased my cock inside of my boyfriend. He seemed to be in pain and made a low groan, but he didn't try to expel my cock, rather he struggled to relax so as to allow his hole time to adjust to my thick head. As he eventually pushed my mushroom head past his first hole, my shaft very slowly slid through his ass and Jon moaned and lifted his knees to his head and I was deeply penetrating him. I wanted to enjoy the feeling of my boyfriend’s tight hole wrapping around my cock, but I had never felt so constricted in years. The condom I was wearing was simply too tight and the pressure around my shaft was distracting if not a hurdle to my erection inside of him. I stayed still and tried to stay focused on my goal, which was to fuck the cum out of Jon and to fill my condom with seed. I could see his abdominal and chest muscles twitching and engorging with my thrusts, so I continued to slide my cock in and out of Jon. “I love you, baby,” I whispered to Jon and I slowly moved my fat cock in and out of his hole. “I feel so full with your cock. Fuck me. Please pound my hole.” Obeying my love’s demands, I slid my latex covered cock in and out of his hole, as uncomfortable as it felt because I refused to ejaculate anywhere other than inside of him, as I had hundreds of times. I slipped in and out of his tight ass ring, which felt warm though resistant to the girth of my cock. It had been a long time since I had felt so much friction inside of a hole, but I couldn’t let my baby down. I had to be able to stay hard inside of him until I saw his fat eight cock shoot his seed. And then I felt something off. Immediately withdrawing from his ass, I got the impression an elastic band snap had snapped. I even thought I heard the snap. I had never experienced this before, but I felt unexpectedly good. My cock had never felt so warm and slick. It was as though I was ready to shoot my load inside of Jon, but I still wasn’t able to process why I felt so good. Jon didn’t seem to notice a thing and in fact held me close to him, my cock fully penetrating him as he pushed me down onto my back and started to ride my penis. I had never felt such a natural and slick sensation on the shaft of my penis as Jon pinned me down on my back and began to ride me. Though I was familiar with this position, I began to realize that what I was experiencing was my first time being inside of the love of my life without a condom and he had no idea. Jon was a bitch in heat as he put his palms on my shoulders and move his warm hole along my shaft, completely unaware that he was able to slide more quickly and effortlessly up and down my beer can cock because I was coating his insides with my precum and, hopefully my full, unapologetic, massive load of semen inside of him. I knew that I needed to say something. In three years, this was my first time being inside of my boyfriend without a condom, but I knew that it was wrong to shoot my load inside of him without him consenting. But I loved him. And I wanted my seed to be the first to coat his ass hole. I wanted him to be mine. My balls were full of cum and tapped against my boyfriend’s ass as he rode my cock. He was riding at such a fast and steady pace that I had no doubt that this is how Jon wanted me to ejaculate inside of him. It was hard to process that I’d been inside of Jon hundreds of times but each time he hadn’t been open to experience what I felt now, which was the electrifying feeling of man being inside of another man without barriers and being bred in the way that nature intended. Jon kept moving his hole up and down my raw cock and I felt a deep, carnal need to fill him with my seed and to use my cum to live inside of Jon for an eternity. My balls tight and swollen with semen, I fantasized that I’d deposit my sperm inside of his hole for the rest of my life. “Baby, please give it to me,” Jon begged, as he held my waist and clenched his hole around my thick, bare cock. “Jon, I am ready to shoot inside of you,” I moaned, as I cupped my fist over Jon’s warm balls and cock. “I’m getting so close,” Jon replied, so I massaged his cock, continuing to thrust my raw cock inside of his hole. His balls tensed-up and quivered in ecstasy and violently shot shot five ribbons of white, thick cum on my chest. Following Jon’s request, I kept my cock stead in his tight hole and allowed myself to cum inside of him. His warm anus wrapped itself around my rod as he shot his load and I allowed myself, for the first time in our relationship, to unload ounces of warm sperm inside of his hole as I slid in and out of his tight sphincter to ensure he was properly bred, inseminating his anus with my thick seed. I felt more fulfilled sexually than in my entire life. The love of my life was firmly planted on my fat cock as I ensured that every drop of semen coated his insides and inseminated him with my love. Though he had milked me for every drop I had, I was still hard inside of him, feeling both relieved and increasingly guilty I had fucked him raw without his consent.that he had no idea I had fucked him raw as our last condom had broken and was bunched tightly at the base of my cock. Still, deep down I suspected Jon had been craving my raw cock but I concluded it wouldn’t be wise for him to know I intentionally bred him. I needed to figure out a way to get him to beg for my raw cock on his own before realizing what I had done to him. To be continued.

I have really gotten into spit lately. I don't mean just wet kisses, but spitting in each other's mouth, etc. Love to swallow another guy's saliva and give him mine. It turns me on in porn too. Is anyone else into this as much as me?

Almost every guy I hook up with prefers loose hole if not already sloppy with cum. Haven't met too many tops that say I'm loose but I've taken fists and huge dildos. Id say no regrets

* continued As I trace the outline of his cock with one hand, and finish unzipping his jeans with the other; I ask him, "have you ever been with a gurl like me?" He shakes his head no as I slowly fish his manhood out into the open and gasp... Probably seven and a half inches long; but as big around as a 16oz beer can, THICK!!! Just my style; I Love them thick! He's drooling pre-cum like crazy and I figure he isn't going to stop me; so I slow down and go into my little innocent gurl act. A lot of the guys like it and it turns me on! "I don't know, it's so big! Do you want me to try to put it in my mouth?" I'm looking up at him; doing my best to look innocent as I lick a big trail of pre-cum from along the entire shaft. David gasps and I act starteled, "am I doing ok?" He doesn't really answer, but his body language is quite clear! As I tentatively put the head of his cock in my mouth I look up again, "is this ok?" His breathing is erratic, he is starring straight into my eyes, letting me know his tension is about to get the best of him.... Well at this point neither one of us can take much more; so I swallow his cock whole like the Cum Love'n Cock Hound that I am!!! Now he gets vocal; "oh gawd Tawnie, I knew this would be good but..." Now I'm really turned on; not only am I enjoying this, I've got to give him his release! I'm swirling my lounge along the bottom of his shaft while taking him most of the way down; until, "oh! oh Tawnie!" That's it! I swallow his entire Cock still working my tounge as he swells soo Big in my my mouth!!! I take his first surge down my throat; but I want to taste him and work, work his Cock head with reckless abandon until he can take no more and has nothing left to give... As I sit back up, wiping what was dripping off my chin up I say, "thank you!" He just lets out a long breath, "Tawnie, Tawnie" he says. "Oh wow!" And just as I was about to ask if I did ok, his phone notification sounded. He hopped up to check it, "the bars are about to close, that was good timing thank you Tawnie" And responded, "thank you David!" Well apparently my new friends from earlier had run into some of David's other cliente and told them about the Cum Slut at his place. And more than a few were eager to have a go! Two of them even said they weren't in the market for product but wanted to know if they could still come by? I was touching up my face and David says, "hope you still want some attention; because its on the way and then some!" I giggle, and wiggle my little tail back to the couch, grab the lube, my pipe with the rest of what my new friends left me, and assume the position over the back of the couch. Business end towards the door they will be walking in!!! I hear several car doors, and then multiple voices coming up the walk. I'm huffing on my pipe blowing clouds from hell just; horny, horny for Cock and Cum!!! David answers the door and I hear someone say, "that's her, the Cum Slut? Oh wow...." * to be continued

JACKSONVILLE, FL / CHARLOTTE, NC - Drove from Ft. Lauderdale to Charlotte today. Hit up about 20 guys I've chatted with that live along that route asking if any of them wanted a drive-by pump and dump load. Got a solid lead on a guy in Jacksonville that's 22, tall, thin and a bottom. We chatted the day before and again about an hour before I got to the Jacksonville area. He said he wanted me load. I got his address, plugged it into my GPS and was pleasantly surprised how close it was to I-95. I gave him my ETA. About 5 minutes out I texted him and he said he needed more time to prep his hole. I granted his wish and waited in his driveway. When he was ready I let myself into his house and found him with his head buried in the pillows in a back bedroom. His ass was absolutely divine. He had a very sexy tattoo on his lower back and his perfectly smooth boy hole was flawless. I've never seen as ass better than this one. He wanted me to record the breeding so I did the best I could do. I usually don't film the middle part of the fucking since gets so monotonous but I could feel myself getting close to cumming. I stopped pumping him in a hard, fast rhythm and changed to a slow rhythm so I could get my phone, hit some poppers and record. When I slowed down he bucked forward to take a quick break. When I saw my cock pop out of his hole and saw how gorgeous he was I literally started to cum. I've never done that before! I quickly jammed my cock back up into him, announcing that I was cumming He pushed back onto my cock and sure enough, I emptied my balls into his ass. I got the phone going after I had already shot my load. I got a couple of pics of my cum coming out of his ass, perhaps I can share them sometime.... but damn, this boy made me cum while I wasn't even inside of him. I hope to God I get to fuck him again, he was a 10 out of 10!!! Finished my drive to Charlotte (here all weekend.... hint hint) and went to a strip club. Boring. Was headed back to my hotel but checked Grindr, Jack'd and Scruff before I left. A 28 year old skinny dark-skinned boy hit me up on Scruff and asked if I'd come nut in him. I said "Sure!." His reply with his address. We are a match, 100%. I put it in the GPS and told him 15 minutes. The instructions I received were very specific. Don't knock, no talking, cum and go. I got to his apartment door and he was waiting there with the door ajar. He was completely naked and totally my type, smooth, skinny, young. He let me into his apartment but had his finger over his mouth to remind me to keep silent. I played along. As soon as he shut the door he dropped to his knees and started to suck my cock. We were in the entryway of his dark apartment. I could see him look around a couple of times to make sure his roommate or whomever he lived with wasn't around and then he bent over and guided my cock into his ass. I fucked him quietly standing in the doorway, him bent over at the waist. I fucked him for a few minutes and then we moved together about 3 feet to my right so he could lean over the back of his couch. It wasn't long before I was putting another load of cum in his hole. I certainly wasn't the first load of the day and wouldn't be surprised if was number 10 or 11. I could feel his soaking wet hole. I enjoyed it thoroughly. It felt so good that I didn't go soft. He noticed. He kept sliding my cock back into him and riding my cock. I thought he wanted me in and out but I guess not. So I played along and would eventually give him my second load. After a ten hour drive and blowing three loads into two different boys I was spent. But this boy won my heart because while I was fucking him he was on his apps hunting more loads. I just love these young sluts. Keep up the work, boys!!! Happy Breeding!!

Part 2 I woke up the next morning with Jon curled next to me, and I couldn’t believe I had let myself cum inside of him without his knowing. But as I replayed it in my head, I remembered how amazing it felt to have him on my fat cock as I shot inside of him. I wanted more. I started to become erect as I glanced at him , knowing that he slept with my cum deep inside of him. But I still felt guilty because I should have told him. I knew that I wasn’t putting him in any harm by blowing inside of him, but I wish I could have done it while he begged for it from me for now, and for the rest of our relationship. I loved him, and I wish he could experience the closeness I felt to him when I was able to shoot my load into my boyfriend as he said he loved me. Suddenly, I became startled as I noticed he began to move and open his eyes in our bed. “Good morning, beautiful,” he said with a warm smile, his dark blue eyes looking at mine “I slept well after you fucked me like that last night.” “I really enjoyed playing with you. We always have amazing sex and that last night just felt really special,” I said, knowing perfectly well why I had enjoyed fucking him so much. Jon put his hand under my chin and pulled my mouth towards his. Before I knew it he put his naked body on top of me and positioned my hard cock over his warm hole. Leaking precum from my excitement, I couldn’t help but to rub the moist head of my penis around his cheeks and gently brushing against the outside of his warm hole. “Don’t get me too excited,” I teased. “I’m sure your ass could use a break after last night.” Jon grabbed my throbbing penis and rubbed its head outside of his warm hole. “I don’t want a break. I need you again right now.” As Jon said those words, I could feel my warm precum coating his fist and the outside of his ass. But then I remembered I had taken off and thrown away our last condom the night before, which had broken without his knowing. Playing along, I positioned by fat mushroom head outside of his hole and said how much I loved being inside of him, as I grabbed Jon’s hard penis in my hand stroked the pre-cum out of him while he straddled me. “”I want it in you,” I whispered. Jon smirked and reached towards his nightstand where he kept his condoms and lube. He quickly pulled out our recently used bottle of lube, but seemed to be having trouble locating a condom in his drawer. A minute had passed and I could see the surprise and frustration on his face. “I guess we used our last condom last night. Fuck,” he said. “I knew I should have bought more the other night.” I was ready to confess to him that I noticed we had run out last night. I even was willing to tell him that I was totally fine with just sucking him off And then Jon had said one of the most surprising things I had heard him say in our relationship. “We’re monogamous and honest with each other,” Jon reasoned. “I don’t see why we can’t make an exception this one time. You and I have both been faithful since we’ve been together, right?” Without missing a beat, I replied, “Yes, I would never betray you and do anything to put you in any harm. But no pressure to do anything you’re not comfortable with.” “I comfortable with it. I want this,” Jon said. “It’s just that I’ve never had anyone inside of my bareback. I want to be with someone special.” He paused. “I can’t think of anyone more special than you.” I could feel my eyes starting to water that Jon has finally expressed enough trust and love for me that he was willing to give himself to me entirely. While I still felt guilty about what happened last night, I knew that I was the same person now as I was before and that I craved to feel that connection with him as I did when I injected my seed into him. “I want you, babe. I would be honored if I were the first to penetrate you bareback. There is no pressure though and you can stop at any time.” “I love you,” Jon said. “I really want it inside of me raw.” He emptied the bottle of lube on his nightstand in his hand and coated my throbbing penis and his hole with it. I felt his hand guide my penis to the outside of his tight hole, and I could feel Jon slowly start to sit on top of me. It was the first time he had ever willingly let me put my dick inside of him without a condom. Little did he realize, my dry cum had already coated his insides and rested inside of him as he slept. As my penis entered inside of him, I could feel myself line his inside with thick coats of my pre-seed. “This feels so different,” Jon said. “I love how it feels when you’re inside of me bareback. I can feel your warm precum inside of me. Fuck me, baby.” I continued to slide myself in and out of my boyfriend, and he was right: fucking him bareback was such an incredibly special experience. I felt both so special to be the one to feed him my seed. I could feel my cock tingle and eager to blow a load inside of him, but I needed to hear him beg for it. “Baby,” I said. “I’m so close, how do you want me to cum?” “I want it in me,” said Jon, riding my penis and clenching his hole. “I want your cum deep inside of me.” “I’m about to blow, are you sure?” I asked, knowing that my seed was already deep inside of him. I saw Jon nod his head in ecstasy, eventually begging for my cum like I could have only imagined prior to today. His ass thrusting against my hips, I let him know that I was ready to shoot and within seconds I could feel my balls tighten as my dick shot 5 ribbons of cum inside of his tight, warm hole. As I emptied myself into Jon, I kept my cock inside of him for minutes as I caressed his back and slipped my tongue into his mouth. I had never felt this deeply connected to anyone. As my softening cock was still inside of Jon, I watched him stroke himself until his blew a thick load of white cum on my chest, his hole tightening around my raw cock as he unloaded. I thought to myself that there was no way I could go back to using condoms with Jon. I felt so close to him and there was no doubt in my mind that from now on I wanted all of my cum to go inside of a warm hole like this. Jon slowly began to remove himself from my cock. “Babe, that was everything I could have asked for. I love you,” I said as I embraced him and slid my tongue back into his mouth. “I don’t think I’ve cum more in my life.” I could sense something was off with Jon. As he removed my penis from his hole he slid his index finger across his ass, and had a look of confusion and guilt when he noticed my cum leaking out of his ass. He laid beside me, had a solemn glance on his face and said, “wow. I’m really sorry I made you do that. I can’t believe I made you cum inside of me. That was definitely a mistake.” Jon turned over and quickly moved from the bed to the bathroom, where he shut the door with a light slam. I didn’t even have a chance to respond. It pained me that something that gave me such pleasure and a feeling of closeness to my boyfriend could make him feel so guilty. I wondered if Jon would ever let me fuck him bareback again. And deep down, I knew that I had no interest in wearing a condom again.

PART 1 Anyone who has been to Man’s Country in Chicago knows the setting. It’s one of if not the last of the old bath houses. There have been some modest upgrades in recent years. What I’m telling about happened several years ago when the place was sleazy and full of men who barebacked. Not that it isn’t that way today; it’s just different now in some ways. At the time, I was early 40’s. Good looking to most but not deluded into thinking I was “special” by any means. I stand 5 feet 10 inches, weigh 185, blue eyes, shaved head, one tat and two piercings, moderately hairy, and a bottom as well as a wicked sub for those wanting such. I’m fastidious in cleaning. No surprises for any top and definitely nothing that will turn off one because of lack of taking the time to properly prepare myself. Although a towel is what most men wore, I preferred and still wear my biker boots, chaps, black jock, harness, and a smile. So, I got settled into my room and decided to make my first trip through to see who was there and to be seen. Before heading out, I slammed and let that settle in on me. Then, I did my booty bump with a rig that had the needle removed. I pushed it all the way in my ass as far as possible before plunging that booty bump mixture into my ass. What a feeling. My last prep for my walk was to lube up my ass good (just in case) with a nice mix of warm Elbo Grease and Crisco, pick up my poppers, and head out. (The warmth of the Elbo Grease combined with the booty bump made my ass super hot and horny.) My usual routine is to do a slow walk through all three floors and then do it again. Sometimes I went back by rooms for second looks at particular men of course. Sometimes I even stopped off in a room for some fun. This night though it’s back to my room where I lightly re-lubed my ass, left my door open all the way, and climbed up on the bed face down head away from the door. Let no man pass my room and have any doubt what I’m after. It doesn’t take long before I get men passing by more than once. Yes, the chaps and harness deter some. Those that are bold enough to come in the room get well received. It’s usually I sense someone first and then feel a cautious hand on my ass. I respond by crooking my leg or raising my hips slightly to make my ass hole more easily available. He continues on with exploring me by rubbing my ass and other places. I feel a finger sliding around finding some lube and finally a full investigation that leaves no doubt that my ass is fully lubed and ready for fucking. This is a full thrust in my hole with one or more fingers. These are the men I need. I spend my time mostly in my room getting fucked. This trip is just like all my trips there. One man after another comes in and each with his own style eventually finds his cock sliding into my ass where he pistons his cock in and out using the cum from previous men to lube his cock to fuck me. I take load after load of cum in my ass resting after each is delivered by lying on my stomach so that gravity will pull that load of cum deeper into my gut where it will be absorbed eventually. I’m an addict for cum. This night I had taken around 10 loads of cum. Not too shabby but not my best. I’ve got 2 hours left of my 8 hours. I thought I’d take one more walk through before settling in for the rest of my time. I did the first floor where my room was and went upstairs making two rounds before heading to The Pit (basement). That was where I walked past a room that had an occupant and what an occupant he was. I had seen him about most of the night, but he didn’t seem interested in me. I had seen him on my walks and from my room. Now, I was looking at him in his room. He was about my height, shaved head, towel draped discretely, sitting upright with his back against the wall, muscled but not overly so, legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles, clean shaven, light dimmed but providing very good lighting. And, what attracted me most was a very well put together black man. As I said, he had not indicated any interest when we met walking or when I was in my room. However, my passing his room and my looking in was rewarded with that nod of hello. I wasn’t sure I had seen correctly, so, I went around the hallways in The Pit and came back to his room slowing my pace. As I passed again, he nodded and put his right foot on the floor. I stopped and said hello. Of course, I went inside and was told to close the door which I did. He picked up his towel and laid it on the stand while lifting his leg back onto the bed and spreading his legs. I climbed onto the bed between his legs and immediately moved forward bending over so that I poised momentarily over his cock. Gently lifting it up I put the head of his black cock into my mouth as I settled down onto my stomach bending my legs upward so that we both could fit on the bed. I began nursing his black cock in my mouth moving my tongue from side to side on the bottom while alternately going all the way down the shaft until his pubes scratched my nose and pulling back off until only the head was safely held in my mouth. The taste was delicious. I continued to stimulate his cock in this manner and in no time his cock began responding by growing ever bigger in length and girth. It didn’t take him long to fill out completely. My guess is that I was in the presence of a black cock that would measure somewhere about 8 solid inches with a gentle curve downward making it easy to slide way back in my mouth. I could tell that if he ever fucked my mouth hard I’d get my tonsils punched quite hard. I should be so lucky. He let me suck his cock for a bit and then said he wanted to really have some room to use my mouth and began to lift me off his cock. He stood up beside the bed and told me to sit on the bed and lean back. From there, he stood on the bed straddling me and came at me with his now blood-engorged black cock. I opened my mouth and accepted him as best I could only this time I was able only to get my mouth open wide enough for his cock to fill my mouth completely. He began to gently fuck my mouth with full thrusts going deeper with each thrust. I knew he was an expert at mouth fucking and let him set the pace. I was hoping he was equally interested in doing the same to my ass. For now, though, he took great pleasure as did I in shoving his now fat black cock into and out of my mouth giving himself pleasure of a warm moist opening. Gag I did at that piece of meat and even lost the ability to breathe when he would shove his cock all the way in and hold it there. I never yanked my head away but he knew when he had to pull out. He was an expert. Usually, I suck cock for a quick shot in my mouth of cum but mostly suck just to get a cock hard so that I can get fucked. This black man was delicious, and I wanted as much of him in my mouth as I could get. He could fuck my mouth and I would suck his cock as long as he wanted and probably then some if he insisted. Still, I did keep thinking of getting that beautiful cock in my ass. When he had enough, he pulled his glistening black cock out of my mouth and stepped down off the bed. Up my legs went while being pulled forward to the edge of the bed. He knelt down on the floor pushing my legs to my chest and drove his tongue deep into my ass. I grabbed the back of my knees and pulled them to me so that he could use his hands to pull my cheeks as wide as possible. His tongue was as talented as his cock was in my mouth. He licked and probed my hole for what seemed like hours but I’m sure was only a matter of minutes. With my hole lubed with his spit, he finally pulled away and began probing my ass with his fingers. He would gently insert them bend the finger making a hook and withdraw it. It finally dawned on me he was cum hunting. He must have figured I had cum in my ass, and he was going to get some. He then stopped totally and said that his room was just too small for what he wanted to do to me. I invited him to my room which had a double bed. He told me to go ahead and he would be along shortly. Well, that tells me I’ve been dismissed. It was delicious while it lasted though limited fun as it was. END PART 1 PART 2 Back in my room, I again lightly re-lubed my ass massaging it in my hole remembering what it had just felt. I climbed on the bed after opening the door wide. Soon enough I feel a presence and then a hand exploring my ass. I spread my legs and a finger found its mark. I heard a deep husky voice ask if I wanted to be bred and I responded definitely. He closed the door and told me to suck him. I got off the bed and knelt on the floor as he hung his towel on a hook. His black cock was already semi hard as I lifted it with my hand and held it at my mouth. I gently licked the head and finally swallowed it whole. Immediately his cock swelled filling my mouth. He put his hands on either side of my head and began a gentle but steady pumping in and out. He was in no hurry and was enjoying himself as I heard him groaning slightly with almost each entry. He pulled his blood engorged cock out of my mouth and pulled me up, turned me around facing the bed, and told me to bend over the edge. I did as I was told. He was about 6’ 4”, thick bodied, hairy, and bearded. A very handsome man. I felt his rough girthy finger enter my hole where he began to pummel the inside and soon felt him scraping with his nail. I was going to get a very good breeding by this man. He continued scraping a few times more. He withdrew his finger, and I heard him spit. He pulled my cheeks open and told me to hold them. He then positioned the head of his cock at my hole and said, “Hope you really want this and are ready.” I never got to reply. He rammed his cock the full length into my ass causing me to release the hold on my cheeks and attempt to rise up off the bed. He was an expert and knew what he was doing as I’m sure he had done this many, many times before. As soon as he had impaled me onto the full length of his cock he leaned all the way forward on me wrapping one hand over my mouth which was now open ready to begin a howl of pain only to be muffled. What a stunning painfully pleasureable entry. His weight held me down on the bed and his hand kept my screams in my throat. Just as I thought the pain was going to pass, he began fucking my hole hard. It seemed like days before the pain subsided even with all the cocks I had had in me that night but in reality the pain lasted only a minute or two. His hand was released from my mouth; he rose up off me but put one hand on my back, and began pumping in and out of my hole with the entire length of his fat black cock. This man was going to tear my ass up good before he made his deposit breeding me fully. I knew that he was going to load me up with his infected DNA, and I loved the idea more and more with each full length shove he made into my ass. Soon, though, I began to push back onto his cock and clamping my ass muscles tight around his beautiful fat black cock when he would withdraw it from my gut. He moved his hand from my back. I pushed back as hard onto his cock as he was driving into my hole. We fucked hard for a good long time when I finally heard him beginning to growl and pick up the pace even more. I stopped pushing back onto his cock and braced myself while clamping down on his cock as hard as I could. He began telling me he was going to breed my ass real good and to poz me up with his poison load because he was seeing some blood on his cock. I clamped down determined to milk out of his black cock all of his contaminated DNA as possible. About a dozen more pumps and with the deepest growl yet, he shoved his cock as far into my ass as he could as he pulled my cheeks wide open. His cock spasmed in my hole filling me with his gooey white breeding liquid. When he finished, he pulled out slowly. He was sweating as was I. I swiftly knelt down taking his cock into my mouth to suckle it and lick it clean. He departed, and I wiped off my sweat, fanned myself with a towel to cool down, opened the door, and climbed back up on the bed to wait for the next man. I was still settling myself when I saw a shadow. I glanced over my shoulder at the door where another black man who was very thin and short standing. He said he had heard me while he was walking by. I had thought my previous encounter had been unnoticed. I was mistaken obviously. So, this new black guy asked if I liked getting fucked. I told him I did. He asked if he could fuck me. I told him sure. He came in and shut the door. He hung his towel up and climbed up on the bed kneeling between my legs. I got up on my knees and felt his left hand on my cheek as his cock poked around trying to line up with my hole. Finally positioned, he placed his right hand on my cheek and began a slow push forward into my hole. His cock was maybe 6 to 7 inches and stuck straight out from his body. His entry was totally different than the one previous. He did push himself all the way in me but it was done with great ease. I was savoring it nonetheless as I knew this black cock was going to deliver another load of cum in my hole. He was not going to dally, and I calculated must have been either a bottom or a top primed to fire. I say this as he didn’t fuck me very long before he was pounding my hole and shooting his load as he kept telling me to take it and he was giving it to me. He pumped my ass the entire time he was unloading. When he finished, he slowly withdrew and hopped down off the bed, draped his towel and was out the door before I could get to clean off his cock. Well, his choice of service. I settled back down onto the bed looking at the time. I had about 45 minutes left of my 8 hours. It had been an interesting night. Of course being the cum pig that I am, I was never satisfied. A cum pig always wants more cum. END PART 2

Note to all my stories: What I post in the fiction section is really and truly fiction, products of my diseased, perverted mind. This story had its start in a guy I saw at Club Z many years ago, long before I discovered bugchasing. He was a troll, looking at him disgusted me, skinny, wasted, missing teeth, much like the Troll in this story. As revolted as I was I couldn't help being fascinated by his cock, it was lovely. Long, hard, perfectly formed, my mouth almost watered watching him stroke it slowly as he looked me in the eye. I wanted to suck it, feel it slide up my ass, squirt me full of his obviously diseased cum. He smiled at me and I turned and fled. I never saw him again, but I still think, what if...? Infected By the AIDS Troll I swallowed when I looked at the Troll, he was obviously sick. I'd seen guys with full blown AIDS before and it had always disgusted me. Now it made my dick hard to look at him and imagine his diseased cock raping my neg ass. He was gaunt, obviously ill, with a big belly that was not from beer. His legs were spotted with a few small Kaposi's marks. He didn't look that bad, but he obviously had AIDS. Did I actually want to let this diseased, AIDS ridden troll fuck me and cum in me? My dick throbbed with the answer, I did. I'd taken never taken a load I knew was poz, had just tested neg after a long dry spell. Now was my chance to get what all my jerk off fantasies revolved around, taking a poz load. I'd finally had to admit to myself that it turned me on more because it would be a load of AIDS cum. We were at a meet and greet for poz men. The organizers put a line in the publicity for the meeting that reluctantly welcomed 'poz friendly neg men', an obvious euphemism for bugchasers like me. I'd recently admitted to myself that I was a bugchaser, what better place to find someone willing and eager to spread the bug than here? I'd thought I'd meet some hot, young, fit guy and go back to his place and get poz fucked. Now my asshole was wet and aching to feel the Troll's diseased cock raping it, tearing it up, making it bleed so his AIDs bug would surely infect me. Troll smiled, a big, shit-eating grin. sure enough, no teeth, just raw gums. I almost shot my load, he was disgusting, I knew I'd be his bitch in minutes. He'd zeroed in and approached me, his name was Tom. The place was packed, he pushed up against me, pressing his hard cock into my butt, then reached around and groped my equally hard cock. We spoke briefly, then he wandered away and circulated, but his eyes kept track of me. My descent into bugchasing started when I saw references to 'charged loads', 'gifting' and 'pozzing' on the net. Soon all my fantasies featured me taking poz loads. When I first stumbled across accounts of young guys taking loads from old, AIDS ridden trolls I'd been revolted, but my dick was always rigid and oozing. More and more I jerked off to more extreme bugging fantasies featuring disgusting AIDS ridden trolls. Why was my dick hard and oozing, about to cum in my pants when I looked at him? I tried desperately to hide it, but I wanted him to bend me over the table and give me the hardest buttfucking of my life, ramming his diseased cock in me hard enough to tear my ass bloody and give the virus that infected his cum a straight shot at my bloodstream. Tom snickered as looked me up and down, he knew what I needed. He wore loose sweat bottoms and his cock was swelling as he looked me, tenting the crotch of the sweats. I couldn't help but stare, it was obviously large, thick and long, I went weak in the knees with a need to suck it, to make it grow, make it hard, so he could violate my neg ass and infect me with his disease. The place had thinned out a bit, men were making out, a few were on their knees sucking, one pair were fucking urgently. Tom looked at me and leered, my time was near. He pushed his sweats down and his cock flopped out. I whimpered, it was beautiful, magnificent, long, thick, big helmet head, a long foreskin lapping over a huge PA. My ass ached as I thought of how much it would hurt when he shoved that AIDS dick in me, how he'd tear my ass open and create clear paths for his disease to find it's way into my bloodstream and infect me. He pulled his shirt up and pushed his sweats down, he was gaunt and wasted, full belly, obviously diseased, Kaposi's on his thighs. I swallowed and dropped my pants to my knees, then turned around, leaned against the drink rail and stuck my ass out. Seconds later I felt the wet head of Tom's cock nuzzle my needy asshole. I moaned and pushed back, he chuckled and slapped me. "Easy, boy! I'm the boss here, you're nothing but a sick bugchasing bitch. You'll get what you want, but you'll get it like I want to give it to you. Tom pumped nine inches of hard dick in and out of me. He popped the head out, then back in, fuck it felt good! A few more minutes of slow fucking and he chuckled. "You like my AIDS dick in you, don't you?" "Fuck yeah, fuck it's good, give it to me." "Oh, I will, you're gonna get what you want tonight, gonna pump a creamy load of my AIDS cum into your tight neg ass, just like you want. I'm full blown. Yeah, you're gonna get it tonight, gonna poz you tonight, gonna infect you tonight." My stomach lurched when he said that. His dick felt so good in me, I loved he had AIDS. He would infect me, I should ask him to stop, or pull out and cum on my ass, not in it. It was so good getting fucked, it was so hot having an AIDS infected cock in me. My ass felt really wet, like when a man had cum in me, had he? I couldn't, but I knew some guys could cum more than once per fuck. Had he already shot in me? My dick pulsed at the thought, I could have AIDS cum in me now! I almost shot my load, it was so hot thinking about getting AIDS cum in me, I wanted it. "You gonna cum in me, gonna fill me with AIDS cum?" "Already shot once, your neg ass is full of my AIDS cum, my AIDS babies are in you now, I just pozzed you, just infected you, you got my strain." I moaned and shot my load, it was too late, he'd cum in me. No point in asking him to stop. And it felt so good, I wanted another load of his poison cum. "Fuck that's hot, cum in me again, give me another load of AIDS cum!" "Oh, I am, I'm pozzing you tonight, just like you wanted." "Fuck yeah, poz me, give it to me, poz me, infect me with HIV! Give me your strain!" I wanted it, wanted to get pozzed, infected with HIV. I might already have been, would be if he fucked me enough. Yes, he was infecting me now. "Sure thing, bitch, gonna infect you tonight, just like you want, gonna infect you with HIV." "Yes, infect me, infect me with HIV. I want you to infect me with HIV, I want your strain!" I looked at him fucking me in the mirror, he was full blown, he had AIDS. I felt his swollen AIDS belly against me and knew he was for real. I wanted his strain. "Give me your load, I want your strain, infect me with HIV!" "Already have you sick fucking faggot, already infected you, take my AIDS cum, faggot!" He shoved in hard and moaned, I felt his cock swell and a warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated and filled my ass with his AIDS cum, giving me his strain.

Part 1: It was the weekend of my 20th high school reunion. It had been a mostly boring gathering. I never made any deep friendships in high school. I think it was because I was so far into the closet, and didn't feel like I fit in with any of the groups of kids. I was into art and music, and it felt like I was the only one. So here I was on the day after, stopping at a convenience store to get a cup of coffee. I was at the coffee urns fixing myself a cup and I heard someone behind me say, "Jeff, is that you?" I turned around expecting to see one of my classmates, but instead it was a very handsome man a few years older than me. I looked for a second, and finally recognized my old history teacher Mr. Marco. Wow! I had had such a crush on this man back then! He was younger than the other teachers, only 10 years older than the students. He was tall, had a mass of dark curly hair, broad shoulders, beautiful deep brown eyes, a nice moustache, and a smile that lit up any room. Here he was 20 years later and even better looking. His body looked a bit bigger, his moustache was now a trim beard, his curls had a bit of silver at the temples, and that smile was still amazing. "Wow, Mr. Marco! Long time no see! How are you?" "Please Jeff, call me Frank. I am doing really well, and you?" "I'm doing well. I'm working right here in town. Love my job. Just saw a bunch of my old classmates last night at our 20th reunion." "That's great, Jeff. I'm moving back here to my parents' old place. Mom passed away earlier this year and left me the house. It's good to be back." Mr. Marco had been my favorite teacher. Besides being hot and making a confused and closeted high school boy have fantasies, he had the ability to make history come alive for me. He was always encouraging and genuinely concerned about how his students did in class. I loved the classes I had with him in my sophomore and junior years, and was really looking forward to senior year when we got to do special projects for class. But the summer after my junior year he got divorced from his wife and moved to another town. I guess I had felt a bit abandoned back then. And here he was after all this time. All these thoughts flooded through my mind, but I snapped out of it. "Oh yeah, I heard she died. I'm sorry. I always loved that house. It's such beautiful spot on the lake." He reached out and touched my arm. "Well Jeff, if you're not busy I'm heading over there. Come on over and we'll take a swim, have lunch, do some catching up." "That sounds great Mr. Marco-" he gave me a look- "I mean Frank. I'd love to." "Well, just follow me," he said, flashing me one of those smiles. My mind raced as I followed him in my car. I felt like a kid again. I really had no thought that anything would happen between us. Just spending time with such a sexy man would be nice for a change. We got to the house and he invited me in for a tour. It was a nice place, very well kept up, warm and inviting. The best part was the view of the lake. There was a broad lawn leading to the shore, and the house was on a very private little inlet. We walked across the grass down to the boathouse and dock. Frank pulled off his shirt and I got a good look at his furry chest. I had always wondered how hairy he was. "I'm going in for a swim. Come on in. I love to skinny dip- hope you're not shy!" He turned toward the water as he kicked off his shoes and dropped his shorts and ran down the dock and dove in. I did the same, hoping I wouldn't pop a boner before I hit the water. The water was great, jut cool enough to calm that down. We swam for a while and then he went up on shore nd stretched out on the grass on his back. I followed him, and we both lay naked in the warm sun. "So Jeff, how's your love life?" "Well... " was all I could say, surprised by his question. "Sorry to be so personal," he said. "I guess this is a bit awkward, with our history of being teacher and student. It can be tough to meet again as peers. I remember you well, Jeff. I remember we had a good connection. I enjoyed having you as a student." "I loved having you as a teacher," I blurted out, perhaps a bit too eagerly. He looked over at me and smiled. "I think you were signed up for my independent study class when I left town. I'm sorry that didn't happen. You know why I left?" "You got divorced." "Yes, that's the short version. I think I can tell you now. Things had not been good with my marriage. Neither of us was happy, especially not me. I made a mistake getting married." He paused and looked me in the eye. "I never made her happy, and I finally got honest with myself about why that was." He looked up at the sky. "I was attracted to men. That was the problem. After we split up we were both so much happier." He looked back at me. "Does that shock you?" I gulped and shook my head no. I swallowed hard, and finally blurted out, "N-n-n-no. I am gay too." I felt my face and whole body blush. "I thought maybe you were, Jeff. I got that vibe from you back then, Of course, I would never have done anything with you. You were way too young, aside from the possibility of losing my job. It was tough for me back then, though, being surrounded by so many good looking boys. Well, they were young men really. The hottest boys were the smart ones- like you." He flashed me that smile again. I couldn't believe this was happening. My heart was pounding. I bravely said, "Well here we are now, and we're both consenting adults." Still smiling, he reached over and grabbed my hand. He placed it on his growing cock. "Yes, here we are, and this is what you are doing to me." He leaned in and kissed me. I started stroking his dick. It was getting longer and thicker. I pulled back for a good look. It was uncut and growing to about 7 1/2 inches. The foreskin was pulling back from a big round head. My own dick was as hard as iit had ever been. I kissed him again, keeping that big veiny dick in my had. I kissed his neck, and down onto his furry chest. I licked at his nipples, and my head kept traveling lower. I kissed his belly and felt his bushy pubes against me face. I took the head of his dick in my mouth and felt his hands on my head. I swallowed him whole while my hand fondled his heavy balls. He then gently pulled my head back up for another, deeper kiss. His hands were all over my back and he squeezed my ass. Our cocks rubbed up against each other. He whispered in my ear, "What I really want is for you to lick my balls." I nodded and raced down there between his legs. He lifted his knees giving me access. I took one ball in my mouth and swirled my tongue all over it. I switched to the other and heard him moan and gasp. My fingers traced along his thighs. My mouth left his balls to swallow his cock again. He said, "No- keep sucking my balls. Stoke my dick. I'm getting close." I did what he asked. In just about a minute he did shoot while I had both his balls in my mouth. I felt that hot cock pulsing strongly as he came all over himself. I was moving to lick up his cum when he jumped up and ran back into the lake. I sat up in a bit of a daze. I loved what just happened, but was a bit freaked out at his reaction. Had I done something wrong? He came back up out of the water and stood in front of me. He saw my hard cock and knelt down and pushed me onto my back. He swallowed my cock and in no time I was blasting my load down his throat. He got down next to me and put his arm around me, getting me wet. We lay there both breathing heavily. He said, "I'm sorry Jeff, I freaked out. Maybe we shouldn't have done that." "No, I'm glad we did, Frank. I'm cool with it, really." He looked at me very seriously, then his smile started to come back. "Well, I'm glad. I really needed it." He got up and went over to retrieve his clothes. "I'd love to see you again Jeff. But I need to get ready to go back to my old place and get the rest of my things. I'll be moving in here, but I'll be gone for two weeks wrapping things up. I'll call you when I get back, OK?" It was my turn to smile. "You better call me."

For my 18th birthday my parents gave me a trip to San Francisco to visit my older brother. It would be a low-cost trip with frequent flyer miles and my brother’s car providing transportation and his couch providing lodging. Perhaps being a good student and respectful son was its own reward. I was psyched! I was also gay and still in the closet…and still negative. My experiences were limited to a few oral explorations with a buzzed buddy and I was dying to do more! The other issue was I was still in high school and that rather limited my options. My spring break birthday trip was going to get me laid I decided. Being from the suburbs of a Midwestern town, going to San Francisco seemed like going to gay Mecca! As it turned out, my pozzing took place the first day of my 4 day trip. My brother Matt picked me up at SFO at 10:30 am on Thursday. He drove me back to his apartment near the Tenderloin and we had a birthday lunch before he went back to work. I was on my own to explore the city so naturally I hopped on the historic “F” line to the Castro. My youth and 5’-10” frame, slim build and short brown hair seemed to catch a few eyes. I am certain that I looked like a tourist with my gawking at the stores and the men, as well. I literally ran into a man who was exiting the Walgreen’s! I immediately apologized and was very flustered before I caught a glimpse of him. Holy Fuck! A muscle daddy!!! “In a hurry to pick someone up?” he laughed. This put me at ease and I introduced myself. “Pleased to meet you, Timmy! My name is John and I am just about to meet my partner Max for coffee—care to join us?” “Heck yes” was my reply. We sat outside sipping our lattes and discussed my birthday trip and which things a tourist should see and do before the conversation turned to sex by way of me asking about their relationship. These bearded, hairy men were in their 40’s, had been together 8 years and were actively involved with the leather scene. I felt so at ease with them that I talked all about my sexual interests and my desire to lose my virginity in San Francisco. Since my brother’s place was out, they suggested bathhouse options although that seemed a bit too anonymous and intimidating to me. Max suggested that I find some leather daddies who could host and John said that was a wonderful idea! I blushed and stammered a bit. John put his hand over mine and said that it would be their honor to take my virginity as I looked him in the eyes. Max touched my arm and said they could teach me many things and I would be free to explore in a safe environment. How could I say no? Their rather nondescript but clean home was only a 10 minute drive from the Castro. Max took me by the hand after they both had kissed me long and deep and lead me to their bathroom. He took out an odd torpedo shaped tube from under the sink and explained that being cleaned out was important so I could be relaxed and confident about getting fucked. He wiped it down with a bleachy cloth and then rinsed it well explaining the importance of keeping sex toy and sex objects disinfected. I appreciated his knowledge on the subject. When I was squeaky clean, I joined them in their bedroom. They made a point of having me undress each one carefully. I was taught to carefully fold their clothes and show the proper respect by kneeling when removing their boots and socks—followed by kissing their feet, of course! I loved it. They were both daddy-like to my young eyes. John was the bigger and beefier of the two—about 220, 6’-2”, hairy and a large uncut dick. Max was closer to my height at 5’-11”, 195, hairy and a smaller cut dick—but still quite nice. I said they both had nice trouser snakes and they both laughed. John said that I was very observant but perhaps I should look at their biceps. John had what looked like a hooded cobra snake tattoo while Max had another type—a viper I was told. The tattoos were fucking hot! Max said the snakes were their dick nicknames and both snakes liked to inject venom just like their dicks. HOT!! Max said before we start, we should talk about safer sex. He asked what I knew about it and what my comfort levels were. I told him that I knew one should wrap it before fucking. Max gave a little speech about risk. “Life is all about risk just as much as sex. Whether one wears a motorcycle helmet or not is much like whether one wore a rubber—it was a matter of personal responsibility. The only 100% safe sex was masturbation by one’s self and from there it was a sliding scale. For example, you can get crabs from hugging a guy naked. You could wrap it up for oral, although most don’t and it isn’t high risk for HIV assuming good oral health and a man doesn’t cum in your mouth. Two negative men can fuck without rubbers all day long and not transmit HIV, but one needs to be certain of one’s status and the other man’s as well—keeping in mind that there is a window between exposure and testing positive.” Max went on a bit more and then asked if I had any questions. I asked who was going to fuck me first. The guys laughed again and John said with a wink that they had played rock-paper-scissors to decide. Max laughed again and said his viper was smaller that John’s cobra so he would do the honors. I was ready! John lay on his back and told me to climb on top chest to chest. His powerful arms surrounded me, holding me, stroking my skin, tussling my hair while he kissed me deep. Max got behind me and started to probe my ass with his very talented tongue. I groaned into John’s mouth. “He has a magic tongue, doesn’t he? John asked. “You are going to love his viper!” All three of us had foreplay over the next 30 minutes. Both of my daddies seemed to want to learn what made me tick and what I responded to. I managed to deep throat Max, but John was a bit more than I could handle. Worshipping his foreskin was new to me and I loved sticking my tongue under his hood and lick up his free flowing precum. When Max had me opened up with his slick fingers it was time to give my cherry to him—I was so ready! Max suggested a spooning position or doggy so I would be able to control it a bit easier. He wrapped up and I got on all 4’s. This allowed me to suck on John who was kneeling at the front of the bed facing my deflowering. It also gave easy access to my nipples and I found that I loved having them worked on. By pushing out while Max pushed in, I was able to get his head in—barely! Despite his best efforts Max was losing his boner. “I need a break” Max sighed. I thought I had done something wrong but when I looked up at John he shook his head and said “we fuck each other bareback and we are so used to it that condoms can be a major headache for us.” Max was jacking his dick next to my hole and it was making this hot smacking sound. John was milking my nipples while Max was nudging against me. John asked “How about Max just slide in a bit so you know how it feels? He won’t shoot in you without your permission.” I wasn’t saying anything but I was super turned on. “Suck me while Max slides his viper in” John urged. “Mmmm-k” I said and the first dick of my life slowly inched its way inside me. I just worked on John’s foreskin while Max filled me up. I was too focused on my ass to do more with John right then. Max had done a good job of stretching me with his fingers so it didn’t hurt too badly. Mostly I felt full. I could feel that Max was in as far as he could go—his nuts felt heavy against my skin. “Fuck you guys look good!” John exclaimed. “Pull out a little so I can see your viper.” Max pulled back but soon pushed back in. The process repeated itself—Max wasn’t just sliding in to let me know what it felt like—he was fucking me! John was still facing me, dick in my mouth and kneeling so he could see my breeding and kiss his partner. “Fuck our boy, Max” John commanded. “That’s it! Give him what he came for. Make your viper angry so it spits!” Max built up the tempo and I just rode the feeling and let him have his way with me. John’s hot talk made it even better. “Fuck is he tight and griping me …shit, his hole is milking me” Max groaned. “I’m not going to be able to hold off much longer.” John pulled out of my mouth and scootched down to deep kiss me. “Timmy, I want to see you take Max—take it all from him. You are so sexy! It would make me so happy to have Max share his seed with you.” John started twisting my nipples in time with the fucking. “That viper wants to spit—deep in you. Tell Max what you want. Do this for us!” I was moaning really loud and wasn’t thinking about the safe sex lecture—I was thinking about the sensations and pleasing Max. “Fuck me, Max!” I begged. “You want my seed? You want my viper to inject its venom inside you?” Max asked. I just moaned and then said “do it.” “Do what?? Max asked again. “Fuck me! Give me your viper’s venom!” I cried. Max grip tightened like a vise and he started rutting for all he was worth. John was back to kneeling and watching my first poz breeding. I could hear them kissing and moaning then Max hissed that he was cumming. “Take my cum! Take my fucking venom! I am breeding you Timmy! Your ass is mine!” I felt Max ram in as far as he could go and then felt this frantic throbbing and heat within me. I could feel his sweat as he hugged my chest and I held us both up while Max made sure I got all of his DNA injected. "Happy birthday, baby" Max whispered. We remained coupled for a few minutes until Max finally shrunk enough that he slid out of me. “Keep my spunk in you, Timmy. John is going to need it.” Matt explained. Maxed kissed me over and over as he thanked me and praised me for my natural talents and beauty. I lapped it up like a puppy. I then lapped up his dick because he explained that is what a good boy did—it was delicious! Max excused himself for a few minutes and John made his move. “Ready for my cobra, Timmy?” “Fuck, yes!” I agreed most enthusiastically. John wanted to bind ourselves in the missionary position. He got between my legs and hoisted them back lifting my ass off the bed and in position. No discussion about condoms were made, John lined up and pushed. I felt my eyes flutter closed as his thickness spread my hole wider than Max could. I concentrated on the sensation until I felt John bottom out. The look on John’s face was so intense! It was like he was concentrating on a complex riddle and seeing right through me at the same time. His tongue found mine while my legs and arms locked around him. It felt so right! “I am so hot for you, baby. Your ass is so tight and slick with Max’s cum—I am going to add my own to his so that you can be bonded to me.” John murmured. I just groaned and whimpered and gave myself wholeheartedly. Max came in to see his partner join in my infection. John was a masterful top. I didn’t have a gauge to compare his talents except Max’s fuck, but looking back, he was a man’s man. John possessed me. It felt like my whole life had been waiting for this moment—the time that may ass would receive a game changing fuck. I felt enveloped by John’s presence and connected to him in the most instinctive way through his fucking. The feeling was so intense that tears leaked out. I called John’s name and sniffled a bit as I was so lost to him. “Shhhhhhhh. You are ok, baby. You are mine.” John comforted. Max rubbed his hands over us and urged John to breed me. The pace then picked up like a jackhammer. There was no way John could last long, and I didn’t know how much longer I could take it. I begged him to give me his seed. I told him I wanted his cobra’s venom and John obliged. “Here it is, boy! Here is your special birthday gift! I am fucking injecting my venom in you! His eyes glazed over and then shut as he screamed out his pleasure. I held him as tight as I could as he jerked and cried out. John again recapped what he had done, what we had done, and spoke sweet nothings that made me so proud! I held John for the longest time and Max snuggled against the both of us. When John finally popped out of me Max told me to lie on top of him face to face. He kissed me—deep soul sucking kisses that left me dizzy and dripping wet. Max asked if I was ready to lose my virginity. I looked at Max with a quizzical expression and Max just laughed and said “your other virginity!” as he started to position me between his legs. “I took the liberty of getting ready to get fucked while you started with John. Since I am the first man to take your ass, I’d love to be the first man YOU fuck!” Max beamed. John lubed my uncovered dick and smeared some against Max. I fumbled trying to get in but Max was patient and he guided me. It was an incredible sensation—a tightness gripping my head followed by an elastic warmth that sent shivers down my spine, I did my best to follow my mentors’ example and I fucked Max as good as I could. My first fuck didn’t last long, but it was mighty fine! Max seemed to genuinely enjoy my fucking and John was husky as he told me to breed his partner. It was so hot to look down on Max’s hairy body and encouraging face. When Max told me how much he wanted my fresh spunk and kissed me again, I just lost it! Spurt after spurt shot out of me and waves of pleasure made me giddy. I collapsed into Max’s arms. After a rest break, each of us got off one more time. I thanked them both for giving me the birthday present I had really wanted. They both said the pleasure was all theirs. John asked me to hold their seed in me as long as I could so I would be reminded that they were in me now. He also said he hoped losing my virginity had been a positive experience for me and I told them again that I couldn’t thank them enough for what they had done for me. “Our snakes thank you, too” chimed Max. We all laughed at that. They both drove me back to the neighborhood I was staying in and kissed me goodbye. Despite their offer to meet up for coffee again any morning around 10:30, I never did. I got so busy with sightseeing and hanging out with my brother that it just wasn’t doable. I left San Francisco feeling a great deal more sex savvy and ready to spread my oats back in my neck of the woods. I came down with a bad case of the flu a few weeks before graduation but was recovered in time to receive my diploma. At a quick test clinic held by my university the following fall, I learned that my cobra and viper lovers had indeed injected me with venom and I now had a venomous snake of my own!

Hey, I'm Tawnie! A 'lil CD Cum Slut; I recently got a new supplier, and judging by this last weekend looks like its going to be a great business relationship! This is a true account from last Saturday, April 15 2017; just didn't know where else it belonged... I've got a new connect, David, a cool guy and not hard to look at in the least! I had been invited to hang around before and didn't do much more than smoke out and watch porn. But this particular Saturday I was broke and kinda Jones'n; so I called David, and well I just sorta beat around the bush for a bit until finally he asked how much I was wanting... I confessed that I was broke but eager to get "up" and had been terribly horny All day (hint-hint). David being the nice guy he is said, "come on over the first bowl is on me; the rest you can figure out while you do whatever you can till daylight." Hmmm, the gears started turning! I went to make sure all was good with my twat and got over to David's in just about 20 minutes! He exclaimed, "you are anxious aren't you!" I sheepishly giggled, "yeah!" He loaded the bowl he had promised and as he handed to me he said, " make yourself at home; do what you want to to encourage my clientele to share, but make it a fair trade. No mooching!" I agreed to the terms and smoke the bowl he had loaded, getting excited thinking about what may happen this evening... He offered me the adjoining room to his office which had a couch, a mattress on the floor in the middle of the room, a small table, and a Giant flat screen playing non-stop porn! I called it the Fun Spot for the night!!! David asked me if I wanted him to help me by advertising my hole for trade to all Cummers? And of course I said, "yes sir please!" So every one that contacted him for business got a short bit on what was available this Saturday; my little Cum Hole for breeding, just keep me spun!!! So I hiked up my skirt, pulled my panties down over my little ass and bent over the couch ass towards the office, lubed my hole, started watching porn and waited... After maybe 30-40 minutes I heard David go to the door and open it, as he did I could hear the voices of at least 2 others talking to David! They started to get to business and I heard one of the guys ask, "so that's the cock hole?" David allowed I was; while I started to work my ass letting them know I was eager for Cock! I heard one of them enter the room and felt a warm hand on my ass, and immediately felt it go for my hole! I arched back to show my enthusiasm; and I could hear what sounded like a torch being fired up. The owner of the hand was handing me a pipe that had just been handed to him; I glanced back and said, "thank you" As he handed me the pipe he asked, "fair trade for me and my friends?" I wasn't sure how many there were; and didn't care i just said, "y'all get what you want I'm gonna smoke this while you get busy!" I love, Love having Cock in my hole while I'm smoking; makes me deliciously wicked!!! One of them asked, " condoms?" to which I replied, "don't have any..." they just kind of looked at each other for a minute until the one farthest away pushed the the others aside and got behind me and as I went back to the pipe I heard a zipper. I excitedly started wiggling my my ass and pushed back! He met me and slid what felt like a pretty big cock head across my twat a few times, until I felt it in just the right spot and pushed back and took all of; must have been at least 7" of hard throbbing Cock!!! He liked that action and told his buddies, " got a hot little horny Cum Hole here boys!" That's all I needed; and I was grinding back on him for all I was worth! While I was fucking back on the Cock in my twat I felt more hands on my ass; as the owner to the Cock buried up in me started to growl and thrust, shoving every centimeter into my hungry little hole. Then he growls Loud and long and I can feel him swell inside me as he spunks my little Cock Slot for a good 2 minutes; then pulls out with a sloppy sound and says, "next!" * to be continued

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I've sucked off several paraplegic guys in wheelchairs before the following incident, but this was the first time a paraplegic guy has fucked me. I answered a Craigslist ad this afternoon. The poster described himself as straight, independent paraplegic guy, living at a timeshare condo on the south Las Vegas Strip. We shared a few back and forth messages and as well as some pics which showed a very nice looking guy in his mid 30's with a strong, muscular upper body. He had, however, no use of his legs. He also stated that while he was straight, he often let guys blow him as he had found more guys than women who wanted to suck him off. So, he was open to having me come to service him. I met him at his condo door. He let me in and locked the door behind me. He had a very nice, large suite with a beautiful view up towards the Las Vegas Strip hotels in the distance. He wheeled to the opposite side of the main room and parked his low chair with big wheels. He was wearing a white bathrobe. He untied the waist belt and opened his robe, showing off not merely his muscular, hairy chest, and his strong, muscled arms, but also his semi-hard cock, which was about seven inches, cut. I quickly walked over, dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth. As I sucked him, his cock quickly hardened in my mouth. He had large, egg shaped balls hanging below his cock, but his chair kept his legs rather close together, making it difficult to get down to work on them, but, I was really enjoying working on his cock as it had swollen to full hardness in no time. "Hold it on a second," he remarked as he extracted himself from my mouth, and wheeled himself into the adjoining bedroom, through the french doors connecting the two rooms. Once there, he maneuvered his chair alongside the large, king-sized bed. Then, with some amazing feat of dexterity, he got himself out of the chair and onto the side of the bed, his legs dangling off the bed as he sat on the side. Again I dropped to my knees, my mouth, tongue and lips nursing his hard cock. His position on the edge of his bed meant I could more easily work his cock, sucking it, then licking it up and down, paying particular attention to the underside. In addition I was able to separate his legs and suck and lick his balls. Moaning in pleasure, he lay back on the bed, so I lifted his twig-like legs and licked under his large balls. He emitted another moan, so I lifted his legs higher and licked his asshole. Now, he really started to moan. "Fuck, YEAH!" he groaned as I licked his hole. I slid my tongue up into his hole and spread his hole with my fingers, getting my tongue up as deep into him as I could. "Fuck, Man..........Eat my shit hole," he gasped. I was eating, licking and lapping at his hole like a mad man. As I came up for air, he began to push himself farther up onto the bed, towards the middle of the mattress, so I climbed up on the bed and moved between his legs, renewing my attentions to his balls and asshole. As I did so I thought 'He's really an attractive man and has a really nice seven inch cock. I want him to fuck me, but not sure if he can or would'. I maneuver myself into a 69 position with him. He wouldn't suck my cock, he was, after all straight, but he did begin to play with my asshole, going so far as to slip one of his fingers into my asshole a bit. He also slapped my ass a few times. At that time I decided to make my move. I released his cock, stood, turned and straddled him, rubbing my ass against his throbbing cock. His contented smile told me he was game. I spat on my fingers and lubed up his cock, and then spat a few more times, lubing my ass, which I positioned over his cock, his head directly against my hole as, looking him in the eyes, I lowered my ass onto his cock. "OH, FUCK!!!" he groaned as my ass slid down his shaft. Riding his cock, I rose and lowered my ass so on the withdraw his cock head would almost clear my ass, only for me to descend, sliding down so he was balls-deep inside my hole. I also leaned forward so I could pinch his nipples in unison with the rise and fall of my ass. In a very few minutes his breathing got heavy, then ragged, and finally gasping, as I felt his cock throbbing in my ass. I could tell his cock had shot a few volleys into my hole, so I pulled off his cock a bit, feeling his warm cum drip from my hole and down my thigh, then I completely slid off his cock, spun around, taking his still-throbbing cock into my mouth so I could enjoy the last few bursts of cum that oozed into my mouth. When he was done I licked his cock clean as he caught his breath. "Oh, FUCK!", he says again. "I didn't want to cum so quickly. But I couldn't help it, dude. I haven't been fucked like that in a long time. Shit, that felt great!" he exclaimed. Smiling with satisfaction, I climbed off the bed and began to dress, answering "Glad you liked it. I did as well. How long are you in Vegas?" "'Till Monday, this time. But I come here three or four times a year, usually," he replied. Noticing a pad of paper and a pen on the bedside table, I wrote my email address and phone number on the paper, handing them to him as I suggested "Let me know if I can take care of you again." "Gladly," he answered as I finished dressing moved to exit his suite. His cum has been slowly dripping from my ass for the last three hours. I'm doing my best to keep it in me, but I suspect it's a loosing battle as he seems to have planted quite a large load in me. At this point I'm not sure how much longer I can hold it in my ass.

OK, so Hawks is pretty much being talked about as the best sex club in Vegas but what about the best ABS for getting loads?

Thank you for this!

There are a lot of ABS in Vegas. But some don't have much action at all. Like anyplace, the action can be hit or miss depending on the day and time. My fave is Peepland. Has about 12 extra large booths with fully locking doors. There's one glory hole. The owner can be kind of gruff if you're just standing around. But if you're feeding money into the booths, he could care less what you're doing. I normally have great action there. A-Action near downtown between Main St. & 1st Street is dirty and sleazy, but usually great action. Most of the booths have g/h's. The new theater is small, but there can be some really great action in there. Lot's of black and latino dick. Raw fucking happens all the time there. I've sucked off one of the Vegas Strip Headliners through the glory holes there on a couple of occasions. He's a frequent visitor there to the g/h's. Main Street Adult Superstore has a sleazy theater, but not much action in the booths. Again, lots of black and latino raw dick. But, can attract some druggies and homeless guys that hang out. Adult World on Meade Ave has a very active arcade and theater. Again, lots of bbc and latino dick. Got a nice load in my ass from an older str8 latino dude there last week in a booth. Fantasy World on Boulder Hwy in Henderson also has an active arcade and twin theater. I've sucked a lot of dick there. And taken a lot of raw loads in both the theater and arcade. Lots of married guys tend to go there in the daytime to get off. Don't waste your time or money on Lion's Den. A nice set up, but no one seems to go there for some reason. Both Deja Vu locations can be very hit and miss. The one closest the strip can sometimes have some nice action. But the employees at the location near The Orleans can be pests. Have fun~

DAMN!! Every one of these vids are full of dirty pervy POZ verbal talk from tops and bottoms both...with some stealthing along the way too!! Oh yeah! Thanks for the link ronetbus!

So every once in a while, I get onto a certain app that has plenty of black guys on it. I don't normally use it because I use an tablet and it tends to crash or freeze on my tablet- unless I turn it completely off and on again and it's the first and only app I use. So I get on this site and cruise a guy who seems approachable: black, thin, rather shorter than I'm used to (5'4"), but got lots going on, rough good looks, thin, hairy, tattoos all over torso and a really nice sized dick for his size. Plus, he's undetectable like me. We've been chatting for a few months, even exchanged numbers and texted, but timing and travel has always been off. I'm usually traveling and he got 2 jobs. So we started texting again these past few days after he saw me online recently. And again, he texts me today. He says he wants to fuck me. I'm trying to get over a cold, sore throat, a little congestion, little sniffle, not to mention I had just eaten. Any good bottom knows that even if you deep clean, the eating process can sometimes continue to push food down the intestines. Debate, debate, text, text, finally, I'm feeling the pressure, he really wants to fuck me and he's giving me the guilt trip. I cave in, clean my ass out deep a few times, get his address and head over. Only about 12 minutes away. I get there, get past security easily and head up to his apartment. Roommate is out and he's on a day off with free time to fuck. I get to his apartment easily. He really did catch me off guard because the pics didn't really give me an idea of the proportion of his body. Maybe 5'4" tops and very thin. But totally even proportions all around, he was just a very small build person. With the exception of his dick. We get to his room and strip down. I've had much larger, but I'm not going to complain one bit. It was about 7 inches, uncut and soft. One of his texts did ask if I sucked dick. I'm not the greatest cocksucker and told him I was ok. Well, the dick was a little on the thin side so it slid into my mouth quite easily. I sucked it enough to get it hard then got on the bed and turned ass facing him. I wasn't sure how much of a quickie he wanted so I pre-lubed with a good dollop of petroleum jelly. He was having none of that. He took a towel, wiped it off and went to town eating my ass out. Little tongue, deep probing. Now with my ass lubed with spit instead of grease, he was ready to fuck. I could actually hear as he pulled back the spitshined foreskin and pushed against my hole and pushed in till he was balls deep. We fucked doggy style, then on top of me on my stomach (my favorite), then finally with my legs over his shoulders, he was building up his climax. I pulled his ass toward me so he was buried balls deep inside me as he finished giving me about 4 good spurts of cum. I cleaned his dick off with my tongue even though he was a little bit sensitive and we got dressed. I drove back home pretty quickly, stripped down and got my tablet on the edge of the toilet to video as I pushed his load out of my ass. Whoa. Was an awesome huge nut with a huge string that dropped out as I pushed a big glob out, then the rest came leaking out slowly into the toilet bowl. I texted him a picture of a string of his nut leaking out my hole and he went wild. Loved it. I texted a lot about how good the fuck was and he mentioned a lot of guys find his dick addictive. But he's looking forward to fucking me again soon. Damn! That adds up to 4 tops regularly fucking my hole. Weekday cleaning guy (another time), gym buddy, this guy and bf on weekends. Woof.

Jesus, so fucking hot. Spitting on the guy's face, too, then licking it off before going for his mouth. Then there's when the spit has cum mixed-in, and it just goes on and on, nice stringy spit to suck back and forth. Wish there was more spit porn.

I enjoy being stretched out and being able to accommodate huge stuff in me. I can pleasure humans most guys can't handle and that keeps me well supplied in large cock. At sex parties, sex clubs etc. it's amazing how many guys will run their hand allung the crack of my beefy ass and feel it gaping and coated in nut juice and immediately slide their own cocks or hands into me to use me even more. Most tops I've met like a used bottom and get off on seeing a guy with a gaping canyonized hole. All it does is make me want to take even bigger and thicker in me. The pleasure stim is worth it unquestionably.

Hell yeah! Definitely want more! So hot!

I went to the CumUnion in Portland at Hawk's last year. Had a decent time. Wandered around a bit checking things out. A younger bearded guy took me into an alcove and we started making out. He was there with his boyfriend. I was a little disappointed when he gave me a condom, but I still went along with it and fucked him for about twenty minutes 'til he shot his load. After walking around a bit more, I was in the glory hole tunnel when a guy walked through and stopped in front of me and started fondling my cock. He got me hard then turned around and backed his ass onto my cock. I fucked him there for about ten minutes while a few other guys watched. We moved to the slings and he got into one and I fucked him for another 10 minutes until I unloaded in his ass. I left him in the sling and I went to shower. Hawk's was fun but I prefer Steam.

As soon as I told my gifter I was pregnant with his AIDS babies he said "Lie on your back with your legs raised. I'm gonna give you some more of my toxic cum." Soon I could feel his cock vigorously thrusting inside my ass. It made me moan and beg for more. That made him thrust even harder. He said "That turns me on so much I could fuck you for hours.:" Soon I was moaning even louder. He then said "Man you must really like that." "Do you want some more?; I said "Uh UH Uh Give it to me. I want more of your AIDS babies." My gifter then said "That is what I want to hear." "That is your purpose as a bottom which is getting fucked by me so you get pregnant with my AIDS babies." Soon he delivered another load of poz cum up my ass. I felt really good knowing he still found me desirable now that I was pregnant with his AIDS babies. There is no doubt he will fuck me again and I will willingily take his cock up my ass for more of his poz cum

My new fuck buddy is poz and on meds, so he has a relatively low viral load. He was, however, a poz top who, having been diagnosed a few years earlier, hadn't fucked bareback since diagnosis. After much drama and convincing, I managed to get him to load my ass. He was very apologetic for having loaded me, which makes no sense as I had given him the green light to do precisely that. The second time we barebacked he asked my permission to load my ass. I not only agreed with his request, I pushed the envelope by begging him to seed my hole. That same night he messaged me, confirming I was the first guy he had seeded since having sero-converted. The next time we got together I was pleased he didn't bother asking for permission to bareback me, instead slid in, pounded away, and after a few minutes simply flooded my guts without a word of warning. Later that night he messaged me asking if I knew any poz bottoms. Obviously he is becoming hooked into barebacking, although he has sheepishly admitted he still feels guilty unloading in my hole.

Some of the very best verbal and poz talk videos I've had the pleasure to jerking off to. Especially the last video. Enjoy! http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Cumdump-taking-three-hot-loads-30573311 http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/buddy-nutiin-in-my-hole-27460891 http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Latino-pounding-Muscle-PowerBottom-Toney-4-25046661 http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Macho-colombiano-segunda-parte-28405401 http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Breeding-raw-bb-charged-hole-29393221 http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Piss-Cum-Fuck-With-Good-Verbal-28662901

** oops, saw a typo above... That was supposed to be, "Big Bad Wolf" * continued After those fellas had Cum and gone, it was pretty quiet for a bit. So much so I began digging around in my back pack I had brought for one of my toys... I have two; Blue and Big Red. As I pulled out Blue I heard David shuffling around in his office in the adjoining room. As I looked his direction I heard him say, "really?" Like a kid caught in the cookie jar; all I could say was, "well, I need more..." blushing as I responded. Then I noticed David had an odd look on his face, one I couldn't read. So I asked, "what's up?" Now he was acting like the kid caught in the cookie jar; finally he said, "well watching you over there kinda... made me... maybe..." See the thing about David, he really is a nice guy. Polite even which you don't see often in his line of business. I've been told he does have an edge to him; but I don't think that's his nature really! So I turned around and sat properly on the couch, gave my most innocent look, patted the spot next to me; "would you please come tell me what your thinking?" What he did next made me giggle out loud; he starts rubbernecking as if to make sure no body is watching, although he knows at the moment we're alone! Once he comes into the room; I pat the spot next to me again telling him, "let me show you what I've been thinking about?" He sits down like he's all shy and nervous; as I gently start touching his thigh I tell him, " your so cute, do you mind if I show you how grateful I am for letting me hang out. And making me feel safe as well? " He starts to say, "well I...". I can tell he's not sure in his mind; but the giant bulge in his jeans is enough for me! So I tell him, "let me show you what I was thinking, and anytime you want me to stop just say so. No worries okay?" He slowly nods his head in agreement as I slowly, gently unzip his jeans purposely building his frustration and desire. I'm so bad; but if he doesn't stop me, he's gonna love it!!! * to be continued

Had a great weekend! Got fucked and pissed in and on twice on Sunday! Was incredible! So hot! Wrote that story in the watersports section. Last night, dressed and went to a club in Toronto, and didn't get fucked, but did end up sucking three cocks, almost one after the other! 3 huge loads of cum with one guy shooting in my mouth with his gf or wife behind him urging him on, running her hands all over him! It was pretty hot! Tonight, had a top I have seen several times now over, started in the living room, then made our way to my bed, where he fucked me in every position imaginable, and ended with me riding him, then being flipped onto my back, legs wrapped around him while he buried himself in deep and shot a huge load of cum in me! Fuck it was hot! He is one very hot guy with a beautiful uncut cock!

Sorry guys, but I don't believe in victimization. Us gay guys have been victimized by others way too long to keep perpetuating this state ourselves. Shouldn't we take responsibility for our own actions instead, since those are the only ones we can actively control? If I decide to get into that sling and let others use me as their cumdump, I have to be aware that this decision is fraught with certain risks. More than thirty years after the outbreak of AIDS, knowing those risks is not some kind of secret lore anymore. So I have to be honest to myself and face the question why I am lying in that sling in the first place. I know this risky behavior is highly unreasonable and delegating accountability is not going to make it appear any more sane. Men have been lying in order to get their rocks off for as long as mankind exists, and for most of that time there was no such thing as protection. All men love to dump their loads into a tight, receptive hole and some (mostly gay) men also love to be on the receiving end. AIDS hasn't changed this innate need for complete, unbridled connectedness and, trust me, it never will. I know that some men will do whatever it takes to plant their seed (no matter if POZ or NEG) securely into another guy's guts and ignoring this knowledge won't get me anywhere. Let's finally be honest to ourselves: there is no safe way of being a cumdump for random strangers' cocks! IMO, people who believe that shifting responsibility to somebody else will free them from all liabilities are terribly wrong. Because there are two decisions to be taken into account: that stranger's decision to tell a lie and my decision to buy it. And the fact that he's responsible for his decision doesn't mean that I am no longer responsible for mine. When I know the possible side-effects of my actions and feel like I couldn't live with them, then what the fuck am I doing in that sling anyway?!? The answer to that is simple: I am there for a reason. And that reason is my innate need for feeling fat bare mancocks pounding my fuckchute skin-on-skin and drenching my insides in their reproductive fluids. I'm lying in that sling because I want...I need cock. A lot of cock. And cum. As much of it as all those strangers can possibly muster. And if the only way of reaching this state of cum-drenched nirvana is buying their lies, then I'll happily do just that. And that willingness is my fault alone, not theirs. It's really as simple as that. So instead of blaming others for things we should have stopped them from doing in the first place, let's just embrace our carnal needs - with all the risks that come with them. Because lying in that sling with my eyes rolled back into my head and my fuckhole twitching uncontrollably while a total stranger is pounding my cum-slick, worn-out boycunt with deep, relentless strokes of his gnarled, uncut daddydick, the wet smacking of flesh hitting flesh filling my ears, I honestly couldn't care less about his status. After all, that's what good sex should be all about: switching off your brain and forgetting about the world, totally surrendering to the mind-blowing tingle of your fuckhole's supersensitive nerve endings. And yes, of course there are risks - some of them quite severe - but getting used as a cumdump by a room-full of hirsute, bearded, well-hung strangers until I reach the happy, careless state of cum-fueled oblivion will always outweigh any risk that might occur in the process of getting there.

At this point, this is a fantasy that I hope becomes reality later this year. I played bareback for the past two or three years, but only with PrEP guys, or guys who claimed they were undetectable. A month or so after one of these sessions I came down with what I suspected was the fuck flu. Inwardly I found the thought of having seroconverted to be empowering as I was now on the chase, that I had been gifted by a generous donor, but when I was tested I learned I was still negative. In any event, I decided it wasn't appropriate for me to seroconvert as a consequence of an anonymous donor, as I had decided I wanted, no, needed to know my gifter, and that once gifted, there would be ample time to get multiple loads in my ass. That said, here is what I have in mind as to my seroconversion (and, of course, my potential gifter). Here's to the hope this fantasy becomes a reality. Like me, my prospective gifter was converted as a consequence of having deliberately sought out conversion from someone he knew, indeed, my prospective gifter converted after having prep'd his hole for conversion by means of having used a toothbrush to rough-up the interior of his hole. Like my prospective gifter, I intend to plan in advance, and that I will have purchased a toothbrush for him to use on my hole. As my gifter will be traveling to my area for his birthday, I told him the gift of conversion is the gift I want from him. I have never considered doing this with any other guys, but the thought of receiving his gift excites me. In telling another bottom buddy about this, he said he would possibly up for it also, and in particular he likes the idea of kneeling next to me as both of our holes are brushed in anticipation of each of us being gifted. He and I are both negative chasers. I'm almost exclusively a bottom, but he is more versatile, and is perversely pleased at the prospect of the two of us sharing our last negative loads - after, of course, we have both been gifted at the same time, by the same gifter, meaning we would share our gifter's strain. I can visualize the two of us, side by side, our asses in alignment for the pleasure of our gifter, as we share a deep kiss as the gifter shoots his toxic load in the bottom he decides is most deserving. Of course, after being loaded, the other bottom eats the load from the receiver's ass, and the receiver breeds the other bottom as the gifter recharges, readying himself to gift the second ass. Even if the three-way doesn't work out, will be a great fantasy cum true for me. I'd really love to hear what you think about this fantasy.

How a hole look after a good Poz breeding.

The problem with your analogy is that even though they would chew you out for not taking precautions, the police still would arrest the guy for stealing your car if they caught him. The fact that you should have been more careful does not make the theft no longer a crime. Personal responsibility goes both ways. Yes, the bottom in the sling should practice a more effective prevention strategy, but the top has a responsibility to answer the question truthfully (even though the use of the word "clean" is rude, everyone knows what is meant by it) and respect the bottom's wishes. What you are doing is blaming the victim, and that is never okay. Expecting people not to steal or lie may be naive. Still, the negligence of the car owner or the bottom does not relieve the thief or the stealther of their personal responsibility.

I do not get to play as much as I like. But Thursday I was able to have someone over and he fisted me hard for 3 hours. Punch fisting and double fisting. The only reason we stopped was the bleeding from my ass was getting to be too much (for him). Then Friday night I went to the bathhouse. Slammed in my room. Got fucked raw in my room, in blackout room, through glory hole, and in sling. Got a few loads in me. Was a young black guy with a huge cock. I was one of 2 in a sling and 2 others on fuck benches. He went from guy to guy fucking all 4 of us so my ass had his cock and ass juices and cum from the other 3 on his cock into my home. Finally he came in my hole which inspired 2 others to breed me. One whispered that he was poz and was it ok if he came in me. I pushed harder against his cock then said so all could hear to fuck his poz load in my hole and he did. Then Saturday night was similar at the bathhouse. But this 20 year old fucked me in the blackout room and others were listening (and watching as much as possible in total black). Made me laugh that a few felt his cock and my hole to see if he was fucking me raw. When they could tell he was I heard NICE. Later in the hallway I saw him and leaned against the wall and he fucked me in bright light with others watch or just walked by. Very hot weekend. I only got about 10 loads in my hole and no piss, but it was great.

Versbbguy, you sure do know how to keep us wanting more and more,as does Kevin .csn't wait till the next Poz session

CHAPTER 10: “ahhhhhhhhhh… ahhh… ……. oh fuck………. oh fuck………. oh fuck………..”, “FUCK YES! FUCKING BREED ME!”, there’s much heavy breathing and we’re both moaning like crazy as Mike’s raw cock scratches my most urgent itch. “I want it … oh fuck … yeah, I want it … fucking load me up Mike, fucking poz my hole!”, I’m practically yelling at Mike as he pounds my ass; our sex is usually loud and verbal. I just feel I need him to know how much I want him and how much I want his cum inside me; I also know how much hot verbal gets him off. “Fuck babe… fuck yea… gonna fucking load you up”, “Fuck yea … “, the breathing is heavy and our words are labored, erotic and filthy. Between breathes and expletives Mike kisses me. I’m in my favorite position for being bred, on my back, legs up, ass vulnerable. When Mike and Chris fuck me lately its everything I can do to tell them how much I want this and how much I want to convert. I can hardly believe I’m saying the words considering how afraid I’ve been in the past. But, now I’m full on bug chasing, and I intend to test positive from one of their loads if I haven’t already. “My poz cock’s so hard … Gonna fucking knock you up Kev … Gonna fucking poz that hole, gonna fucking breed you”, he says to me in his usual determined tone. I know the home test says I’m neg, but I also know I can already be HIV+ and the home test just isn’t sensitive enough to pick it up yet. “OHHHH Mike … oh fuck, … If I’m not already, I’m gonna be soon”, I think. “FUCKING DO IT MIKE! FUCK!”, I groan again as he long dicks me and the head of that perfect poz dick stabs away at the walls of my ass. I can feel every part of his raw dick, every vein, every inch. “I want that poz load … I wa… “, but he pulls his cock all the way out of me, interrupting me. Mike gives his cock a few quick strokes, “Yeah you’re a twisted fuck like me, aren’t you? … You’re gonna get it babe. You’re gonna end up an HIV+ bareback pig slut just like me. You like that idea don’t you?”, I love it when he’s verbal and aggressive, he doesn’t wait for me to respond, “That it huh? That’s what gets you off?”. He continues stroking himself, getting closer and closer. I didn’t need to think about it though, I only need the heat of his body and the raw sex to answer for me, “Fucking poz me Mike! Fucking tag this hole … knock it up!”. I can smell the sweat in Mike’s armpits and the beads from his forehead are dripping on to me. His breathing is so heavy that his words are mostly groans. “Open up”, he says with a groan, “Ahhhhh… ahhhhhh……… fuck…. Fuck………. You want this? OPEN UP!“, he demands. Mike groans loudly, and then collapses on top of me, and almost immediately I feel the warm flow of his cum squirting into me, as it pulses and throbs deep inside my asshole. “Ahhhh, fuuuuck, babe; thats so hot!", he says, breathless. I seize the moment and squeeze down with my ass trying to milk the last drops of Mike’s toxic load as he lifts his head to look at me. One final kiss, followed by a, “Love you babe … but gotta finish up and get out of here”, and Mike pulls out, leaving my hole feeling empty. I find a butt plug and work it in to keep his poz load inside me. I take Mike to the airport for his business trip, two weeks without him will suck. Chris and I will finally have some private time though, and as much as I love Mike, I think Chris and I both are needing some sex together with just us. On the way back the phone buzzes, and its Chris, I mouth the words, “Speak of the other devil” and look at the message: Chris: “Sup” Me: “Dropping Mike off” Chris: “Cool. Headed your way, horned af” Me: “MMMMMMM” Chris: “Be wearing your little present for me” I shouldn’t text and drive, by now, Chris knows what I want and need. I hope he’s there when I get back. As soon as I walk in the door the clothes come off – I hate them – I love being naked almost as much as I love being bred. I’m naked in the house most of the time now anyways. I put my cock cage on, per Chris’ direction, and suddenly I’m very aware of my equipment. I hear his car, then foot steps, then the key. I greet Chris at the door, “Hey sexy man”, and I kiss him passionately, “Hey you”, kissing me back. “Got you all to myself now huh?”, he asks with a little hint of darkness in his voice. I nod. He looks down and notices me wearing my cock cage, he smiles, “Key?”, he asks bluntly. I knew he’d want it, so I have it with me, I press it into his hand. “Good boy … you’re gonna be in this all week … turn around”, kissing me again, “Gotta couple of surprises for you”, he says. Chris is being coy, and a little dramatic … its almost maniacal on his part. I honestly have no idea what he’s means by “surprises”, but I’m good at taking direction, and I turn around presenting my ass to him. Chris feels me up, “I’m so fucking horny … been wanting this hole all fucking day”, I moan feeling his hands on my ass. Chris drops to his knees, and just like clockwork, I feel the scruff of his facial hair and then his tongue on my ass. “Bet he’s searching for Mike’s load”, I think, but all that comes out of my mouth is a soft, intense moan. Chris grabs my cheeks, kissing and biting each one before pulling me in closer to his face. His tongue laps at the folds of my ass lips with long, erotic strokes. "Oh fuck Chris … feels so fucking good", I moan as he’s digging his tongue deeper into me. I can feel his nose run over my hole over and over as he runs his face and tongue up and down the crack. Getting my hole ate is one of the most intense, erotic things I can ever imagine – I love it – I crave it. I can never get enough. Chris continues eating my ass like a starving man, I moan and unconsciously find myself pushing my ass back into his face, literally trying to fuck myself on his tongue. "FUCK! That ass is so good, I can eat this pussy all night", he doesn’t realize I might just take him up on that. I reach back, spreading my cheeks for him, begging him to go deeper. “That Mike’s load?!”, he barks. I know Chris loves felching and I’m doing what I can to help give him a taste of Mike’s cum. Chris’ spit is going all over my ass and I know he’s not only trying to get at Mike’s load, but he’s also prepping me for what comes next. For the next five minutes, Chris goes to town on my ass. After plunging his tongue into me again and again, he starts to move outward. Licking the skin of my cheeks and sucking on my taint. When he gets as far as my balls, he pauses to huff my nut stink before diving back down on my hole. “Ahhhhhh… . ahhhhh… “, through this intense torment, I’m moaning, and I can feel my dick trying to breach the cock cage without any luck. My eyes are closed and I’m lost to what his face is doing to my ass – its pretty clear I love it when Chris eats my ass. Mike also eats my hole, but its nothing like when Chris does it. Suddenly Chris stands up, hovering over my backside, holding me close. I can feel his rock hard cock, I’ve awaken the weapon, and now its letting me know that its loaded and ready to fire. Chris guides me to the back of the arm chair pressing his cock against me. Pressed against me, he just holds me there for a moment, letting me know who is in control. “Fuck me”, I beg him, feeling his precum leaking out onto my body. Chris moves his cock up and down in the crack of my ass coating it with toxic precum and teasing me all at the same time. Chris likes doing this, he likes showing how he’s the top and you’re the bottom. I’m just a hole to him, and he’s about to inject a big load of HIV+ cum into it. When Chris fucks I know his intent is to convert the guy he’s breeding. "I want you to ride me", Chris moves around to the front of the arm chair and sits down, "Just come up here and sit on it". With Chris moving to the chair I’m nearly sex starved without his touch, my mouth is hanging open as I crawl up onto the arm-chair, it creaking slightly underneath the weight of our bodies. I let Chris line up his cock with my hole before lowering myself. “Fuuuuuuck”, a moan escapes me, I didn’t realize how much I’ve been craving his poz dick. I do my best to stay focused on the dick in my ass, not the pain in my thighs from our position. Part of me worries that I’ll slip and impale myself painfully on his cock. I know my ass is well used, and pre-lubed with Mike’s load, but not so well that Chris’ big prick can go balls deep all in one shot. With guidance I finally reach the base and nestle my ass into his groin. My cock is straining against the cock cage, it stings, and I know its no joke that Chris intends to keep me locked down all week. Chris groans loudly, "Kev …, fuck babe, I need you to ride this dick, not just sit there. You want some more poz seed? You better fucking work for it". Not needing to be told twice, I start bouncing up and down on Chris’ cock. I quickly realize that I’ve got nothing to get leverage on, so I grab Chris’ shoulders, using his body to lift myself up and down, impaling myself. We kiss, “Fuck”, I moan again, as I thinks about Chris being both a boyfriend to me and a lover. I can’t focus, each time Chris’ cock thrusts into me, its like fireworks, it makes it so hard for me to concentrate on anything. The hot, wet kisses continue as he fucks me. I can tell the movement and the sensations of my ass are working Chris over and making him more than a little crazy. Chris brings his hands up along my torso and he rubs my back, then he moves his fingers over my ribs and starts to pull and tug on my nipples. “Fuck! … oh fuck!”, escapes my mouth, both from the tit play and the girth of his poz dick in my hole. Chris grabs the back of my head and pulls my mouth to his face again, his spit and tongue invading my mouth as we start a longer, sloppier make-out session. Our tongues wrestle as they lick and kiss each other's open mouths, lips, and cheeks. After about a minute, Chris breaks away from me and leans back into the chair, letting me full on ride him. He starts moaning, almost like he’s in a trance. "Oh fuck, that's so good", he says, "Oh yeah babe… that's good … So fucking good", he repeats over and over. I know Chris’ body, and I know the onset of his orgasm, and I know my ass is about to take a second load of unmedicated poz cum for the day. Chris grabs onto my hips and starts to really fuck me. He pulls his dick out five or six inches and then plunges it back inside. We’re both sweating, the pace is quickened, and Chris starts to grunt. "Ohhhh fuck … oh fuckk… Here it comes. Another dirty …. AHHHHHHH … AHHHHHHHHH… FUCK!!! FUCK!!!!", Chris groans loudly into my body, holding me tightly. The feeling of sudden pleasure and warm wetness rocks me and I can't help but yell out an incomprehensible string of sounds that taper off into a moan. I watch Chris' face as he starts to blow his load. His lips are slightly open and his facial expressions change as the blast wave of pleasure hits him. I always try to imagine Chris' poz dick swelling up deep in my gut and then the ropes of his load spewing from the flared head when he orgasms. I can hardly take it, its sensory overload, and I start bucking up and down, doing my best to get every drop. Chris leans up and kisses me again, both of us moaning our assent of the rough, sweaty sex that just took place. We both know he just pumped another load of poz cum into me. “That’s so hot baby… your ass just took a big fucking load”, “I know … I felt it”, I can bare speak between breathes. I climb off of the chair, sitting on the couch, and we both relax and enjoy Chris’ orgasm for a few more minutes. “Let’s take a shower babe”, he says popping up off the chair. I follow him into the bathroom and get the warm water going. The shower in my house is a glass cube and its got room for all of us. It strikes that Mike and I have sex in the shower all the time but I’ve almost never done this with Chris, “That needs to change”, I think. I open the glass door to the shower to lead him in, “We need to fuck in here, too”, "I can handle that any day of the week!”, he follows me in, “Right now though I need to piss" he says. I know what I want and I move the shower head back so its not hitting us so directly. I immediately sink down to my knees in the shower stall. "Don't waste that", I say with a sinister tone in to voice. He looks at me and his eyebrows shoot up, then he’s got the biggest grin on his face. He moves to face me, pointing his cock squarely at my chest. His piss splashes out, in a burst onto me, and he guides the stream down to my crotch, then to my hips. As the stream jets out Chris moves his cock methodically back up to my chest, hitting each of my nipples with his piss bath. The titillation is too much for me and I lean forward, gobbling the tip of his pissing cock into my mouth and do my best to guzzle it all down – fresh from the tap. "Oh fuck baby ... oh fuck yea ... oh yea, swallow that piss ... oh fuck ... yea, drink down that man piss like a good pig." I look up to his eyes and he’s watching me intently as I drink him down. "Yea babe, been wanting to share piss with you all day and this is just what I need, watching you drink it all down. FUCK this is too HOT!" I swallow as fast as I can, but he’s not holding anything back and some of his piss overflows my mouth, coating my chest and crotch. I gulp and gulp his hot piss, trying to groan around the head of his dick as I realize how much my dick is throbbing in the cock cage, being contained from the excitement of the piggish thing I’m doing right now. Finally, I can tell his piss flow is slowing down, and then he does exactly what I long for, he pulls his cock from my mouth with his hand and shakes the remaining drops right onto my face. I stand up, moving the streaming water back onto us, and Chris kisses me, tasting his own piss in my mouth. After a few minutes of kissing and touching we actually wash our bodies and get cleaned up before leaving the shower and heading back into the living room. With our towels in hand we plop down naked on the couch. Chris proceeds to tell me about his “surprises”. He tells me that later this week he and I will visit a doctor friend of his, and I will get properly tested for HIV. “I think its time we find out if you’re poz babe … “, I nod, then he drops the other shoe, “I want to know if you’ve got my strain, Mike’s strain or someone else’s”, he says, “Sounding a little hopeful that its his”, I think. How does he know what Mike’s strain is, “How do you … “, “I took Mike three weeks ago … he doesn’t have my strain”. “How…”, “They can test if it’s the same … plus my strain is partially med-resistant. I’m resistant to both of the medications in Truvada, Mike’s isn’t”. I nod again, the reality of all this “reality” is hitting me a bit cold; I feel myself go a bit pale. Chris can tell the information is a bit much and pulls me close, “Don’t worry babe … this is all part of everything about being poz … and we both know you’re probably going to test positive”. I nod again, Chris’ hands on my body make me feel loved and more comfortable with his words. “I know … I know … “, I say trying to sound more comfortable. Then I grin devilishly at Chris and whisper, “I hope its yours”, he smiles, kissing me, “Me too”. Then it occurs to me, “That your only surprise? I thought you said ‘surprises’”. “There’s more”, he says. I look at his eyes, like a puppy, awaiting explanation. “There’s this boy … “, he starts, I nod thinking, “There always is”. “He’s 18 … maybe 19 now, he’s on Prep and always teasing me on Grindr about how he’s ok taking poz dick and that we need to hook up and so on… and on and on”, he continues. I nod, but he pauses, my mouth must be hanging open. Just as I’m about to ask him, “He’s doesn’t know I’m resistant to Truvada and he’s coming over here with me this weekend.” It occurs to me, “He must think he’s safe on Prep”, then Chris continues, “You and I are going to fuck and breed him and try to … ”, but I finish his sentence, “Poz him”. We both stop, then, “Oh fuck that’s hot”, softly escapes my lips.

Part 7 I couldn't concentrate on work over the next few days. Hell, I couldn't concentrate on anything! Wondering about what would happen when I returned to Frank's place on Friday was very distracting, so I replayed the events of last weekend many times in my head. I had taken 4 poz loads. I had taken them knowingly and willingly. At first I was shocked that I had done it. It was hard to believe. But each time I thought about it, it seemed more real, and I was more excited about it and less apprehensive. I said it out loud, "I took 4 poz loads." The fear was less. In fact, it made my cock hard to say it. I said it again, and the fear seemed to dissipate. Actually, there was still some fear, but it was a different kind of fear. It was the fear of the unknown, the fear I felt taking on a challenge. But there was also the resolve I needed to have to face the challenge. I knew deep down that the fear would not stop me. My cock was hard more often than usual, even when I was dealing with work issues and day to day things. But I did not give myself any release. It felt like that would be wrong, that I should not cum until I was with Frank and Craig again. I kind of enjoyed this self-imposed celibacy. It was certainly a new experience. It was the longest 4 days I had ever experienced, but Friday finally arrived. After lunch I hurried through some work that had to be finished. Around 3:30 I called Frank's house. Craig answered, "Hello?" "Hi Craig, it's Jeff." "Hey white boy! You need to get your ass over here!" He had a friendly tone, I heard an edge to it. "Jeff, I'm sorry if that sounded pushy. Frank and I are expecting you... whenever you can get here. Can you come for dinner?" He was trying hard to be relaxed, but that edge was still there. "I can come over any time now. I'm done with work for the day." "Great!" he almost shouted, "Jeff babe, I really need you here." That was wonderful to hear. "I need to see you again, too. I need to see both of you." He let out a nervous little laugh at that. "Jeff, I have to be honest with you. Since you left the other day, things have been a little tense here. Frank hasn't touched me since then. That's weird- he usually fucks me at least once a day. I finally asked him about it yesterday because it was messing up my mind." "Craig, I don't want to come between you, believe me." "I know babe, and it's not like that. It's cool. He told me he has been saving it all up for you. It's like some kind of self-imposed chastity. And that's freaky because he is the most highly sexed man I have ever known. And me too! I haven't even jacked off. I'm horny as hell and I'm about to explode!" "Craig, you won't believe this, but I haven't touched myself since Monday either, and I am just as horny!" "Well, get your sweet ass over here now! We've been working like dogs getting things ready for you. And plan on spending the whole weekend, OK?" "OK! I'm going to pack a bag and then I'll come right over." "Don't bother packing too much- you won't need clothes!" He laughed. I packed quickly and started my drive to the lake. What the hell had they been working so hard at? Well, I would find out. I arrived a before 4pm. Frank was waiting in the driveway just like last time. He was beaming, and he greeting me with a deep kiss and wrapped me in his arms. Our hard cocks pressed against each other. "Jeff my boy, I think we have an emergency upstairs. Let's go." We hurried into the house. Craig was nowhere to be seen, but that thought quickly passed. Frank's arm was around my shoulders again. The warmth of his body and his masculine scent were all I could think of. We ended up in the bedroom. We both shed our clothes as fast as we could. His thick uncut cock was already leaking precum. He led me to the bed and we lay down together. Frank started to kiss me again, running his hands lightly up and down my body. I felt his body, too. My hands felt his strong shoulders, his beautiful furry chest, and of course my hands couldn't stay away from that cock. I slowly stroked it, pulling the foreskin back and then pushing it up to cover the head. He let out a deep, quiet growl, and bit my lower lip. He took hold of my shoulders and moved me onto my back. He was on top of me. My hand was still stroking his dick, and the precum seemed to pour out of it. He got up on his knees and grabbed my legs and lifted them. He bent his head down and licked my puckered hole. His tongue was forceful as he pushed it inside me. He started to grunt as he ate my hole like a hungry animal. I was in heaven! He lifted up his head and looked deep into my eyes. He straightened up and I felt his cock rest on my wet hole. He smiled and started to slide his cock along my crack, breathing heavier. Our eyes were locked, and a look of lust passed between us. "Jeff- Jeff- my boy Jeff- my Jeff." He was almost panting. "Jeff, I have been saving up my seed just for you. Do you want it?" "Oh yes! I want you to fuck me. I want you to seed my hole." "You know what that means. You know my seed will mark you. Is that what you want?" "Yes please! I want it so bad!" "This four day load feels very potent. It's a huge load- a huge poz load." "Poz me! Plant you seed inside me! Change me! Mark me as yours!" He reached down and I felt the head of his cock press against my fuckhole. He slowly pressed in. The only lube was his spit and precum. He was going very slowly, but as he entered me it started to hurt. But I did not want him to stop. "I know this hurts, boy. Open up and let me in. This is your destiny, boy." He pressed more of his cock into me. I cried out a little. He bent down and kissed me, fucking those fist couple of inches in and out of me. Each stroke was a bit easier to take, but I couldn't believe how hard and thick it was. "Your hole is so warm, boy," he whispered. And all of a sudden he plunged all the way into me. I let out a sharp cry of pain, which he muffled with another kiss. He stayed like that, kissing me while his dick remained planted in my hole all the way to the root. My hole twitched, try to accommodate this invader. "Oh my god!" he shouted out. I felt his cock throb, and with each pulse of it he let out a grunt. His head was thrown back and his eyes were closed and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His beautiful face thrilled me. He was cumming inside me! He pushed into me with the last few pulses and his last grunt turned into a long, satisfied groan. His body relaxed and lowered onto me, but his cock remained deep inside my hole. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my ear. I didn't want him to move. We stayed like that for a few minutes, neither of us speaking. His dick was still as hard as ever, and my ass was still adjusting. I squeezed my ass muscles gently and his arms squeezed me back. He let out a deep sigh and a soft chuckle. His eyes opened and found mine. "I am sorry, boy." "Sorry for what?" What was he talking about? "I'm sorry I came so quickly. But it was amazing finally being inside you." "I have no complaints. I think we both needed that." I squeezed my ass again. "And I don't think you are done yet." He laughed, and pushed himself up slightly. He reached between us and found my cock. He slowly rubbed it back and forth against his furry belly. "You're not done either, boy." "I will cum very soon if you keep that up," I said. He stopped and I whimpered a little. He laughed. "Don't worry, we have plenty of time." He held me by the shoulders as he scooted over to the bedside table, keeping his cock planted deep. He opened a drawer and said, "There's something here for you. It has your name on it." He pulled a buttplug out. He rose up and I felt his cock gradually leave me. He pressed the buttplug into my hole to replace his cock. He pushed it in firmly. "Leave that in there for now. Let that seed percolate and get absorbed. I'll be right back with Craig." He gave me a sly wink and got up off the bed, his still hard cock bobbing as he walked out the door. In no time at all he was back with Craig. Craig was naked and also had a raging hardon. The curve of it was matched by his broad grin. He jumped up onto the bed beside me and planted a kiss on my lips. He reached down and tapped the base of the buttplug. Frank moved over to Craig's side of the bed. He reached down and stroked Craig's cock and looked down on us kissing. "Jeff needs to let go of a load, but I owe you some, boy," he said to Craig. He started stroking his partner's dick with one hand, and fingering his hole with the other. Craig broke off our kiss. He looked up at Frank and said, "It's not going to take much for me to blow my load." Frank said, "I know, boy. But tell me when it gets close, and tell me in time." He reached down and took Craig's cock in his mouth. Craig moaned, and I reached over and pulled on one o his nipple rings. Craig moaned louder. Frank lifted his head up. "Tell him what you have deep inside you, Jeff." His hand started stroking Craig again. "I have Frank's load in me." "You want another load, Jeff?" "I sure do!" "Good. You are going to get many loads this weekend. Now I think you know what get's this boy really hot. Tell him about that load again. Use his magic word." Frank winked at me. I knew exactly what he meant. "Frank gave me his seed. He planted his poz seed deep." Craig cried out "Oh god! I'm so close!" "Hold on, boy," Frank said. he took his hand away from Craig's dick, and reached over and pulled the buttplug out of my ass. "Boy, plant that load in there too. He needs both our loads. Fuck him now!" He reached down and rolled me onto my side facing away from Craig. I felt Craig's dick plunge into my hole. He fucked a few rapid strokes and then I felt him shudder as he let loose with a load of cum. He seemed to cum forever. He eventually slowed down. "Boy, keep that cock in there deep and grab him tight," Frank demanded. Craig's arms circled around me. "Roll onto your back with Jeff on top of you." My back was on Craig's chest, and my hard cock was pointing at the ceiling. Frank bent down and took my dick in his mouth. he rubbed my balls with the palm of his hand as he gave me an expert blow job. In no time my balls began to pull up. I was close to shooting my load. Frank replaced his hot mouth with his hand and move closer to us. He was stroking me, and the head of my cock was bouncing against his big, hard cock. I gasped as my orgasm came over me. My cum started to shoot out, and Frank directed it onto his own cock. With each spurt, my hole clenched onto Craig's dick. At my last spurt, Frank reached down and pulled Craig's cock out of me. He climbed up and filled my hole with his own cock which was coated with my own load. It was so wonderful to feel him stretch my hole open gain. He kissed me, and slowly removed his cock, replacing it immediately with the buttplug. "There," he said, "that was a good start. Now I think it's time for a little nap before dinner." We all lay on the bed and snoozed for a bit. We were 3 happy men snuggling together. I was in the middle, and Frank's hand was resting under my balls, gently holding the plug in place. I couldn't stop smiling. Part 8 coming soon.

Part 6 I could have stayed in bed with Craig all day, but frankly, my hole was feeling a bit used up. Craig said, "Babe, this is sweet, but I have to go." "Yeah, so do I," I answered, remembering I had a date with Frank that day. I was eager to get to know him better, to learn more about the real man before my fantasies became impossible for anyone to live up to. We both cleaned up and grabbed something to eat. Craig's phone went off. I washed up dishes while he talked. He ended up with, "OK I'll try to get a ride. See you in a bit," and he winked at me. He hung up and asked me if I could drop him off somewhere. Of course I could. We headed down to my car. He looked at me seriously. "Are you doing OK? How are you feeling? Any regrets?" "I feel.. well I am not sure yet about all my feelings. But I have no regrets. Last night felt like my destiny. It felt like a first step on a journey." "I know what you mean. I'm still with the guy who showed me that first step." He leaned in for a kiss. He pulled out a small notepad. "Here's the address I'm heading for. Do you know it?" I looked and my jaw dropped. It was Frank's address- the house on the lake! He saw my reaction. "Something wrong?" It took me a few seconds to say anything. "I know that place. I know who lives there. Mr. Marco is your guy?" "Mr. Marco?" He laughed. "I mean Frank. He was my teacher in high school." Craig laughed harder. Pieces were falling into place. "He is your guy- the guy who pozzed you?" Craig nodded, and his laughing calmed down. "So that's why he..." Craig said, "Why he...? Why he what? This sounds very interesting." "I met him about 2 weeks ago. After 20 years... He invited me over to his place, his parents' old place. We went swimming and..." "And... did he fuck you?" "No no- I sucked him off and he blew his load all over himself. I wanted to lick it up but he wouldn't let me." "No he wouldn't. That's just like him. He wouldn't do anything like that unless you knew his status and he knew you wanted it. I guess you guys didn't talk about that yet. Hey, I have an idea. I want to play with him... just a little." He had that evil grin again. "You have no idea how much I want to play with him! With both of you, actually!" Craig laughed again. "Oh that will happen, babe, believe me. I want to send him a pic of you- smile!" Craig typed on his phone. "I told him I found a ride with a nice guy who says he knows him." I realized I had not even started the car, so I did and we headed towards the lake. "He just texted me back- says your name is Jeff." He typed some more. "I asked him if I should fuck you... He says no way! I'm sending a different pic of you now." I was starting to breath a little heavier, wondering how this would turn out. Craig's phone was quiet. I didn't want Frank to get angry. I was about to say something when the phone went off again. "Oh boy, I think he's really pissed!" Craig didn't seem too concerned, but I was. "I think he likes you, he's being very protective. I'm sending him something else." "Craig, I don't know about this." But he just leaned in for another kiss. I paid attention to the road, but my mind was spinning. After 5 minutes Craig's phone went off. "I sent him that video I took of us." Oh my god! What would Frank think? "He says he watched it 5 times and he says to hurry. Well see how this goes." Craig sure was a trouble maker. I sped up the car, but we were almost there anyway. We pulled into the drive. Frank was standing there waiting for us. He opened my door for me. I got out and fell into a big warm hug from him. "Jeff, it is so good to see you again. You have been on my mind quite a bit these last 2 weeks." "You've been on my mind, too." It felt so good to be in his arms. He seemed calm and happy. But then he turned toward Craig with a scowl and said, "You and I will have a talk later, boy." Craig had a sheepish look on his face and made himself scarce. What a change in him. Frank put his arm around my shoulders and led me into the house. "You and I need to talk right now, Jeff." It sounded almost like a scolding from a teacher, but the tone was softer and full of concern. He had questions- how I met Craig, did I know their connection when we met, did Craig know of our history from 20 years ago? I answered it all as we slowly walked through the house, his arm around me the whole time. He said, "Now let's get serious. You know now we are both poz. I am happy and healthy, and so is he. Are you sure he didn't talk you into anything? He didn't trick you?" "Not at all," I said. "We spent 2 nights together. The first night he didn't tell me his status. I fucked him, but he didn't fuck me. I would have let him- I was really turned on, but he wouldn't. But he said things that I figured out later. I guessed he was poz. I gave that a lot of thought. Believe me, it made me think. I realized some things about myself. I got honest with myself and m y fantasies, and even all the sex I had had the last couple of years. I had been subconsciously seeking it out- watching bareback porn exclusively, fucking and getting fucked bare. The next time I was with him he told me the truth, and he was willing to play the same way with me. But I told him I wanted it. It was 100% my own decision. You saw that video. You heard me say I wanted it. And I still do." I realized we had ended up in a bedroom. Frank kissed me and held me close to him. I felt his thick, hard cock pressing against me, and I'm sure he felt that mine was hard, too. "Yes I saw that video. Damn, Jeff, I saw that video." He was whispering into my ear. "I saw it and I heard you say those words. My cock has been hard for you since I saw it. I want you so bad." "And I want you. I want you and all you can give me." Frank let out a low, deep growl and dragged me over to the bed. He started taking my clothes off, and I started on his. We were soon naked and kissing again. His fat uncut cock was oozing precum. I reached down for it and started slowly stroking it. I got down on my knees and took it into my mouth. His hands stroked my hair. After a short minute he reached down and pulled me up to face him again. He brought me down onto the bed with him and started to kiss my chest. He licked and nibbled on my nipples and I moaned deeply. I reached for his pierced nipples and squeezed them and twisted them. That got him going even more. He pushed my legs up a bit and swallowed my raging dick all the way. Oh my god! What a feeling. I couldn't believe how close I was to blowing my load. He seemed to pick up on that nd moved his mouth down to my balls. He licked them and took them into his mouth one at a time. Then he took them both and swirled his tongue around them. Then he tongue trailed down lower and started to tease my fuck hole. He kissed it and licked it very gently, making deep humming noises. My head was tossing side to side. This was unbelievable I had fantasies about having sex with this beautiful man so many years ago, but my boyish fantasies had never been like this. They had never been so hot! He lifted his face up and moved up and kissed me on the lips with a tender passion. He looked me in the eyes with a big smile and rested his hand on my chest. I felt that wonderful cock of his pressing against my hip. He said, "Baby, I want you so bad, but that sweet hole of yours seems very tender. My boy sure used you well." I smiled back, "He sure did. I took 3 loads from him." "Believe me, I want to give you even more, but you need to recover." "Frank, please!" I knew I sounded desperate, but I really was. "Well, baby, I sure don't want to stop! We're not done yet, don't worry." He scooted up the bed and rested on his back. His sexy, furry body and hot, hard, dripping cock were all I could look at. I wanted him so much. I wanted his seed- his poz seed. "I remember your mouth on my balls. Come up here and do that again." I scurried up and took his balls in my mouth. I suckled on them every way I could. I delighted in the noises he made while I worshipped those balls. He grabbed my head and held it there. "Feel that cum churning in there, baby. That's a load just for you. Do you want that load?" All I could do was mumble and nod yes. "That load is your and yours alone. Now that I know you want my charged cum, my cum is longing for you. Every seed needs to be inside you." I reached up to touch that cock. He had been slowly stroking it, but his hand fell away to let me do the work. I squeezed his veiny dick and pushed the foreskin up and down. My hand got wet from his precum. "Oh fuck, baby! I'm going to blow that poz load now! I want you to swallow every drop now!" In no time I took his cock in my mouth. I plunged down to the root of it. He wasted no time- his cock pulsed again and again as I tasted that glorious cum. My own cock started to shoot without even a touch. "Oh fuck!" he shouted. "Take that load! Take that poz cum!" He must have shoot 8 or 9 times into my mouth. I kept my lips wrapped around the base of his cock until I felt it stop twitching. His bod eventually relaxed, but I did not relax my oral grip on him. His hands were slowly stroking my hair. After what seemed to be a long long time, but not quite long enough he said, "Thank you, Jeff. That was the best orgasm I have had in a while. Let's go get cleaned up." I lifted my head up reluctantly. He looked down and said, "Well, it looks like you got every drop. Good boy." My heart swelled when he said that. He took my by the hand and we went into the bathroom. We stepped into the shower together and slowly and sensually soaped each other up, kissing and caressing the whole time. We got out and toweled each other off. We went back out into the bedroom, and there was Craig standing in the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest and one eyebrow raised. "Is it safe to be here?" he asked with a bit of a smirk. "Yes, boy, you are safe. We're cool," Frank said with a beaming smile. "I think Jeff needs to go home- after we feed him. Well, I just fed him, but you know what I mean" Frank laughed, and Craig laughed, and so did I. Frank continued, "He needs to let all our seed germinate a bit, and his ass needs a rest. You sure had your fun with him, boy." He put his arm around my shoulder again. "But we need him to come back after he recovers. I am thinking of all kinds of things we can do with this hot fucker together." Now Frank got that same evil look in his eye. "Are you OK with that, Jeff?" "You have to ask? I sure as hell am OK with that!" I almost shouted that. "Can I come back after work on Friday?" Frank gave my shoulder a big squeeze. "Friday will be perfect. That gives me and my boy enough time to get things ready. Let's get down to the lake for a swim." I grabbed my clothes, and we all 3 hurried down to the lake. I was ondering what things they were going to get ready, but I didn't ask. I was going to enjoy many fantasies about that before I came back. Part 7 coming soon

It had been two weeks since my encounter with Mr. Marco, I mean Frank. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I was waiting for him to call me, but I was out living my life as usual. It was Saturday night, and I decided to hit the local bar. It was still early, so not many people were there. It was not a gay bar, not in this small town. But the people were always friendly, the beer was cheap, and you never knew who might drift in. On this quiet night I did see someone interesting. There was this black guy there sitting at the end of the bar. Black men are very rare in this part of the world, so he really stood out. He stood out for his looks, too. He looked slightly smaller than me with a lean body, handsome face, and whenever he got up his movements were graceful and sleek almost like a cat. I couldn't keep my eyes off him, and he picked up on that. He nodded at me and I smiled back. He seemed to chuckle to himself as he got up and walked my way. He came over and said "Hi." I said, "Hey, how are you? My name's Jeff," and extended my hand. He grabbed my hand and shook it firmly. "I'm Craig. Nice to meet you." He held my hand a bit longer than the usual handshake, squeezed it, then let go. "Mind if I sit?" "Please do. Where are you from?" He looked me deep in the eyes and smiled warmly. "I want to be from this bar and to your place, sexy man." And he laughed softly at the look of surprise on my face. "Or did I mistake those looks you were giving me? If I did, I apologize." "No need to apologize. I've been wondering how to get close to you. Guess you solved that problem pretty quick." "Well, let's go then- if your place is cool... Is it?" "Yes, it's very cool. You have a car?" He said he didn't. So I drove the half mile back to my apartment. I was thinking while I drove how crazy this was, but I had gotten so horny fantasizing what might happen soon between me and Mr. Marco that I needed to get off before I went crazy. I had been jacking off every night for a week now, and it would be good to have some actual contact. We went up the stairs to my place, and Craig pressed against me while I unlocked the door. Once we got inside he had his hands all over me. We kissed passionately as he started to undress me. I was getting his clothes off him, too. We stumbled over to the couch, kissing, nibbling, touching, stroking. It felt very hot. He was slightly smaller than me, but his body felt strong. We landed on the couch and I got a good look at him. He didn't have an ounce of fat on him. His skin was smooth, his muscles rippled, both his nipples were pierced, and his dick- I had seen very few black cocks in person, and this one was the best. It wasn't huge, but it was long and had a nice upward curve. He leaned in and started chewing on my nipple. He pushed me down on my back on the couch and switched over to the other nipple. It was driving me wild. He lifted his head and smiled at me. "You are a hot guy, Jeff." He grabbed my stiff dick. "And I love me some white cock." All of a sudden he had my cock deep in his throat, slobbering it up while he grabbed my balls and tugged on them. "Slow down or I'm going to blow too soon," I gasped. He laughed softly and moved up to straddle my chest. That beautiful black piece of meat was throbbing in front of my face, so of course I opened up wide and swallowed it. He moaned and made encouraging noises while he reached back and grabbed my cock. He wasn't stroking it, just holding it very firmly. I sucked him for a while, taking more and more of his cock while he gently fucked my face. He leaned down and asked me quietly, "Hey Jeff, do you like to eat ass?" I nodded yes with his cock still deep in my throat. He got up and turned around and sat his round, firm ass on my face. I was intoxicated by the musky smell. I pressed my nose in and inhaled. It had been a while, and rimming a hot guy was one of my favorite things to do. I licked around his rosy hole with the tip of my tongue. "Oh yeah man, that's the way. Make love to my hole baby," he said. My tongue went a bit deeper, tasting that tangy sweet ass. He wiggled it, and I tongued him deeper and deeper. He was moaning and I was grunting like a pig. He leaned down and started sucking me again. He went slowly and deliberately, and I was in heaven. My cock was as hard as it had ever been. He lifted his head up slightly and said, "I need that hot white cock in my ass, man. Will you fuck me?" Damn, who could resist? He didn't wait for an answer. He turned around again and was about to sit on my cock. "Do we need..." I was going to ask if he wanted lube and a condom. "No baby, we don't need anything we don't have right here," he said, and his ass pressed against my dick. I moaned deeply as I felt his hole open and I slid into that warm, dark hole. We paused when I felt I was in all the way. His ass twitched on my cock. It felt like a dozen fingers squeezing it- amazing! I started to fuck up into him and he started to bob up and down. We fucked harder and faster while I felt his sweaty abs. My hands moved up to tug on his pierced nipples as our fucking intensified. I was getting so close. I wanted to shoot my load deep in this delightful ass, but I wanted this feeling to last forever too. Eventually I couldn't hold back. He urged me on- "Seed my hole, baby! Breed me!" That did it. I pushed up with a great thrust and let loose with my cum. His ass milked it out of me. I couldn't believe it could feel so good. I had never felt an ass do that before. I lay there panting and he leaned down kissing my face and neck. I felt his cock jerking and felt the warmth of his cum all over me. I wrapped my arms around him and drew him tightly to me. My spent cock slipped out of his ass and I forced my tongue deep down his throat. Our kissing and breathing slowed down eventually. Our bodies were warm and covered with sweat and cum. I was exhausted and that wonderful afterglow was spreading through me. "Thanks baby, that was amazing," Craig whispered into my ear. "Hey, let's take a shower," I said. He followed me into the bathroom. I got a nice warm shower going, and we stepped in together, kissing, touching, smiling, and rinsing off. We got out of the shower and toweled each other off. My mind was spinning. Craig said, "Hey Jeff, can I crash here with you? I have luggage still at the bus station. Do you have time in the morning to drop me off there to pick it up?" "I have the whole day off tomorrow. We'll get you all set. I'll feed you a good breakfast first, though." "That's an offer I can't refuse, baby." We headed to bed. It was so good to have someone in my arms for the night. I was starting to drift off when I felt Craig's hand on my ass. He whispered in my ear again- what a nice feeling- "I love white cock like I said. But I love white ass just as much." I just let out a quiet moan. "I have a hot guy who gives me his cock, but I never get that hot furry white ass of his..." I was listening, but sleep was coming on me quickly, I could tell. He squeezed my ass and I felt fingers brushing against my hole very lightly. He continued his whispers. "Not tonight baby, but maybe soon. We never talked about status baby, I bet you're negative." I couldn't respond with more than a quiet mm-hmm to indicate that yes, I was negative. "Well, I only fuck bare, so maybe we shouldn't risk it." The very softly, "Damn shame... damn shame." He was drifting off too. We slept for hours with our arms around each other. More to cum soon.

Fucking hot. I love felching loads out of a freshly fucked gaping hole. The one thing I would have added would be to snowball some of it back to him.

Fucking love fetching my own load out of a bottom's cunt - especially when he's got a nice rosebud or even the start of a prolapse going - seeing the cum dripping out, watching my tongue fuck what my cock just fucked, licking around the rosebud, dripping the cum back onto it, sucking it back up before I snowball the bottom. Usually there's some cum and cockslime that's dripped on the floor, and when the bottom gets down and licks it all up and swallows it - so fucking goddamned hot.

I love felching and being felched! I love the humiliation and degradation that comes with having my tongue in a sloppy loaded hole and having a guy fart cum out into my eagerly waiting mouth

Part 8 (as a reminder of where we left off) Josh looked up at Billy. He wasn’t sure what he was doing letting this dude fuck him (on camera no less). What had gotten into him? Billy’s thrusts got more intense as Josh studied the torso of the man who’s bare dick was inside him. He wasn’t at all like his obsession, Luke. He was skinny, if not sickly, and pale. Tatted up. Perhaps even a little dirty. While Josh’s dick remained soft, still a little precum emerged as it bounced on his stomach while Billy terrorized his ass. Josh moaned as he looked into Billy’s eyes and saw them roll back. “FUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!! Billy screamed. “FUCK!!! I’m cumming! I'm cumming! Fuck your ruined ass feels good!!! Oh shit, oh god, ooooh, oooh yeah.” A flood of semen invaded Josh's tight ass. The skin of Billy's big curved dick was now completely frictionless against Josh's guts because of a soup of diseased sperm. Billy then unceremoniously dropped Josh’s ankles, and his legs fell to the floor beside Billy’s. After a few seconds, Billy pulled his cock out of the pale white ass of Josh, pulling with it a bit of blood pink-tinged cum and ass juice. “That’s a fucking wrap,” Billy said into the camera. **** Part 9 Josh lay on the bed looking up at the hotel ceiling feeling used. The bright, hot lights from the film crew bore down on him, his ass was wet and sore, his heart was pounding, and his stomach was churning. “What the fuck just happened?” he thought to himself as deep inside Josh, a brutal war had been waged. The walls of his ass had been breached, and the enemy was advancing rapidly. Cells were dividing and multiplying, and Josh’s biology was changing allegiances. The enemy forces had gained a physical stronghold on their conquest. The virus’s war propaganda would soon win over Josh’s mind as well. Josh sat up, dazed, and looked down at his flaccid uncut dick between his legs, wet with precum. “I better shower before taking off for the bus station” he told the crowd gathered around a nearby laptop, reviewing the new breeding footage. Luke looked up and grinned as he said, “that was really hot.” Billy and Steve smirked as they assessed the pale and freckled undergraduate walking naked past them into the adjoining hotel room. Josh stepped into the bathtub and cut on the spray of the shower. He felt dirty and wanted to feel clean again. He came here today thinking he’d continue to develop a fluid romance with Luke. Instead a stranger – who he didn’t feel attraction to – bred him. On camera. The shower spray beat down on him, and he lathered his red hair with shampoo. Warm sudsy water poured down over his cock and down into the drain below, but no amount of soap could wash away the deadly virus that continued to foul Josh’s interior. Billy’s toxic cum had done what Luke’s did not: he’d successfully pierced Josh’s being. The hot water surged as if someone flushed a toilet nearby, awakening Josh from his post coital daze and to the fact that his cock was no longer soft. Instinctively his hand wrapped around his dick, and he began stroking himself, his mind immediately flashing to Billy. Whereas previously he’d jerked off fantasizing about Luke deep dicking his ass and seroconverting him, or of Scott’s condom breaking and busting his medicated nut inside him, or a variety of similar stories, at that moment Josh could not focus on anyone but Billy. The man who just fucked him with wild abandon, whose gaunt body boasted tattoos of disease, whose curved dick had navigated deep against his prostate and shot a radioactive load in him. Billy had implanted himself in Josh’s ass and mind. Slowly, Josh’s palm moved up and down his shaft, pulling his foreskin back and forth, exposing his sensitive cock’s head. The hot spray beat down on him and the small bathroom was shrouded in steam. He reached around to his back side and and began finger fucking his hole where he could feel Billy’s load. Josh's balls twitched, needing more. Billy – and Luke previously – had consummated what Scott could not: raw, man-on-man, truly penetrative sex. And Josh knew definitively in this moment, feeling what he knew to be toxic cum coating his fuck chute, that this was how sex was supposed to be for him, in spite of – or maybe because of -- the consequences. Back and forth he stroked his big white dick and pummeled his hole with three fingers. Finally Josh felt his balls tense, and with his legs flexed, he gripped his cock tightly and began feverishly jerking his Irish pride. A moan escaping his lips, Josh began shooting ropes of negative cum against the tile wall of the hotel bathroom, spurt by spurt, releasing his collegiate manhood in the shower. With a white flag of cum draped on the wall of the hotel shower, Josh’s body began its full surrender to the virus.

I love getting fucked bareback and taking anon loads in a dark room. The best places for darkroom action where I live (L.A.) are Slammer sex club and the monthly blackout parties at Midtowne Spa. Based on the numerous posts on BreedingZone, I definitely need to get my hungry hole to the darkrooms in Berlin sometime soon.

Las Vegas Hawks Cumunion I have been to Cumunion at Hawks in Las Vegas and at Steamworks in Seattle and they are totally different environments. Vegas is pretty much a free for all and Seattle guys seems to be uptight and a little picky. I am 50 with a slender athletic build and do not look my age. When in Vegas I usually have the words cum hole sharpied on my ass cheeks so it easy for all to know what I want. The two dark rooms are always the best as there are usually 5-6 bottoms bent over and waiting to take anybody and everybody. The video room or the open play room is the next best two areas. I have had luck in all and will def be there in Jan to start off the year right. Seattle has some very hot guys and the best place for play there is the gloryhole rooms or the slingrooms. I have left each establishment so poppered up I could barley drive home and my hole was always sore and leaking.

He was so right, getting fucked in the sling was amazing. I did feel like I was floating. I could close my eyes and think of nothing but his hard cock going in and out of my ass. My hole was feeling a bit used, but I loved it. "Hey," he said. I looked up at him. He was such a hot man. He had taken hi t-shirt off and he had some fur on his chest, nipple rings, tattoos from his shoulders down his arms, and another tattoo of a scorpion right under his belly button. "I love your cummy hole so much," he said. "You want another load in there? I'm getting close!" "Yes please," I gasped. Was I really begging for his load like a cum whore? I guess I was. He stepped up the speed of his strokes and started to breathe really heavily. I loved the grimaces we was making. "Here it cums! Take my raw load buddy!" he shouted out. He plunged his cock deep in my hole. I could feel it jerking inside as he loaded me up. He stayed buried balls deep inside me, smiling and panting. He looked me in the eye and said, "Buddy, I have something to tell you." "What?" "Those guys who played with you before are regulars here," he said. "I kind of figured that." "Yeah, but they have this thing they do. How shall I put it... They all three have a gift they like to share with unsuspecting guys. You know what I mean?" I must have looked confused. He said, "Okay, here's the deal. They're poz, and they love to poz other guys up in the booths." He figured I couldn't quite wrap my mind around that so he explained "You swallowed one load and took two up your ass, and they were all poz loads." I couldn't even speak. He slowly eased his cock out of my hole. "And me too," he said, "I'm poz too, so that's three poz loads in your ass today. I'm sorry, but you are such a hot guy and I love a well used hole. I figured the damage was done, right? So one more load wouldn't make much difference." "What the fuck..." I mumbled, still trying to process what he was telling me. He helped me up out of the sling and handed me my clothes. "You're a bit of a mess," he said. "I'm going to let you use the employee's restroom to get yourself cleaned up and dressed. You'll be OK." He led me to a small but clean restroom and left me in there alone. I stared at my face in the mirror. What did I just do to myself? Why would anyone do that to someone? What was I going to do? I washed up and got dressed and went out into the store. The clerk saw how stunned I still was. "Hey man, here's what you should do," he said. "After a few months get yourself tested. You never know. I got fucked by those guys many times before I tested poz. But sometimes once is all it takes." He took my arm and lead me to the door. He unlocked the door and turned the sign back to OPEN. "If you end up poz, come back and join the fun if you like. It has really liberated me and I have learned how much I love sharing my gift." He gently pushed me out the door. It took me a few minutes to remember where I had parked my car. It was 45 minutes until my meeting, so I had time to calm down. I don't remember much about that meeting, though, or my long drive home. I'm going to get tested in a few months. I don't know what I will do if I find out I am poz, but every night as I drift off to sleep I think about those loads I took in the bookstore, and each time I think about them it seems hotter and hotter. The end

The kind of a fuck that dreams are made of! I love serving BBC.

i enjoy having a flexible pussy. i can tighten it or open n let it loose. besides ive found that most Men prefer an experienced cunt vs a tight one. i myself prefer a loose hole simply because most bottoms with loose holes know how to work their cunt to pleasure n milk a Man.

And then there was the virgin... Now your probably thinking that the odds of a true virgin agreeing to take a poz load his first time being fucked are basically zero but there are exceptions to every rule. So Jason and I met this Freshman kid Tom at a gay social event. In talking to him it came out that Tom had recently come to terms with his being gay and wanted to talk with a poz guy about what that was like. We told him we could help him with that and invited him over to our place. When we got there we told him we were poz but keeping it quiet but would be happy to talk to him. He told us that he was a virgin but had been jacking to gay porn for a while and found he really liked playing with his ass and got turned on by seeing guys who were total cum sluts getting fucked and dominated by other guys. He's thought about it and realized that going down this road probably meant getting pozzed so he wanted to be sure he knew what he was in for. We talked for a while and laid out the benefits of being poz if one wanted to live an utterly uninhibited gay life. Tom was your basic 18y/o nerd. Skinny even waifish, white, with glasses and an analytical approach to everything. And both Jason and I had grown rock hard and the thought of pozzing his tight virgin ass. We asked Tom what he was waiting for? Was he ready to lose his cherry and get pozzed? Because if so we had some experience in the field and would love to help him explore his future as a gay cum slut. His last concern though was what if he didn't like getting fucked? What if it hurt too much? Our reply was that based on what he'd said so far he'd never be happy as a top. HIs true calling was being bent over talking raw cock and he knew that. He looked at the ground for a min thinking over what had been said and then looked back up at us fear in his eyes.. "Will you be my first fucks?" Tom asked. "It won't just be a fucking it will be a pozzing you know that right?" "No going back" I told him.. "Yeah...I know..." he said.. "Stand up and strip naked I told him". Now both Jason and I are more lovers that rough Dom tops but something in us said that was this kid needed and wanted wasn't to be made love to.. It was to be used like a piece of meat. Tom seemed to know what to do and quickly stripped completely down his breathing getting more rapid and when his underwear came off we saw a very hard small 4" cock sticking out. "Look at that Kevin" Jason said "its hardly big enough to be called a dick at all..He's tiny Tom". Tom's face went beet red at this and we could see he was ashamed of his small cock. I walked over and stroked it a bit Tom looking at the floor in shame.. 'You know its a good thing your a bottom cum slut because this wouldn't please much of anyone" I told him.. "On your knees bitch" Tom immediately complied and we proceeded to take turns fucking his throat gagging him as we shoved our full length into him milking our precum into his mouth and making sure he drank every drop down. Tears ran down his face but his small cock was if anything even harder that before and leaking a copious flow of precum down the shaft over his little balls and then onto the floor. It was time to stop playing and fuck his virgin ass. We got him to the couch on his back and pushed his legs over his head spreading them wide to expose his cherry fuck hole. Even spread wide like this it still looked impossibly tight. We flipped a coin to see who would be first and I won. I debated for a second just shoving it in without lube but decided that given how tight he looked that would be a bit much. So with Jason holding his legs and Tom trembling in a mixture of fear and anticipation I started off my working my tongue into him. He was tight but gradually his hole opened up a bit and I switched to working a lubed up finger into him. Tom meanwhile was moaning and trembling clearly having never felt anything like this in his life. I kept going until I had two fingers into him and figured that he was now ready. I mounted him and guided my thick cockhead to his tight hole. I pushed the tip in just a bit and looked into Tom's face. "This is it" I told him "I''m going to fuck you and take your virginity and seed your neg hole with my poz cum. From tonight on all your are is a sex toy for real men with real cocks". "Yes he whimpered.... fuck me...poz me..." I could have just shoved the length of my cock in with one thrust but instead I went slowly at first until the head had entered him before burying my shaft in his ass. Tom cried out whimpering in pain his body shaking and tears on his face. I was slow at first as I began to fuck him but began to pick up steam as felt him relax and heard him begin to moan. His eyes were shut but it was clear that he was beginning to enjoy his first fuck as his ass relaxed. Soon the sounds from him were those of pleasure and I could feel my load building in my balls. "Tell me you want it! I ordered him.. "Yes please .... give it to me...yes....cum in my boy pussy" I felt my cock throbbing ready to explode..."This is it I'm going to poz your cunt". As I said that I drove in deep and felt my cock let go squirting jet of jet of poz cum into his neg hole. At the same time Tom's cock erupted squirting shot after shot of some of the last neg cum it would ever produce over his chest and face. I could see Jason was dying for his chance so I pulled out and yielded Tom's ass to him. Jason moved in and started by working a toothbrush up into Tom scrubbing his hole vigourously..."Owww..Owww it hurts owww" Tom whimpered. "Shut up bitch and take it" Jason replied. He pulled the tooth brush out and showed it to Tom blood on the bristles. "Yeah see that our poz loads are getting into you for sure". WIth that Jason mounted him and in one swift thrust pounded his cock in deep. He fucked him hard working his cock in deep until filling Tom's guts with his own large load of poz cum. We took Tom to bed that night and both fucked additional loads into him. In the morning we woke up to Tom sucking our cocks and begging us for another fucking. "Please fuck me again my ass feels so empty without cock in it". It was clear that Tom had become the cum slut he was born to be.