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I am sitting here with a nice big load leaking out of my ass deposited by my ex who was in town to visit his mom for mother’s day. The sex with Scott was always good and we have fooled around several times since we broke up over a decade ago. We have done 3-ways and groups with his latest boyfriend but this time he said he wanted it to be just the 2 of us. His whole family was inside, including his boyfriend, as I snuck into the workshop in his parents backyard. I stripped down and bent over the workbench and didn’t have to wait long until I heard him come in. He got down and ate my hole getting it nice and wet. He pulled my cock back between my legs and sucked it as he fingered his spit into my hole. Soon he stood up behind me and rubbed the head of his cock against my hole and then with hands on my hips he pushed balls deep into me in one hard thrust. He pistoned his cock over and over into me and I was holding onto the workbench moaning when I felt one hand slap over my mouth to keep me quiet. He slowed his fuck and rolled his hips in just the right way to hit my prostate over and over with each pump into me. When he started talking about breeding my ass again after so long I knew he was close. His breathing got labored and his thrusting got quicker as he blasted yet another load into me. Scott can stay hard after he cums and kept fucking me as he jacked my cock and soon I was shooting into his hand. He pulled out and as I turned around he leaned in and wiped my load across my lips and kissed me before saying he had to get back inside. We straightened up and he headed back to his family and boyfriend and I snuck out and was on my way.

Freeing Kenny My son Kenny turned 18 today, he came into the world when I was 15. His Mom left me when he was two because I came out to her. Since then Kenny has been my son and best friend. He came out to me when he was 13. I was never afraid to talk to him about sex, or have sex with him in the house. When he was 16 I came down with a bad case of the flu. Turns out it was the fuck flu, and I had converted. I talked to Kenny about. During our talk, he aired his fears of converting and why he hasn’t had any sex yet, not even jacking off with another guy. He also said in some ways he’d just like to convert, get it over with, so he could feel free to have sex anytime he wanted, he didn’t like the feel of a condom as he tried jacking off with one on a few times. We still talked off and on about this, so I knew even now he still has never had sex. During one such talk, he let slip if he were to lose his virginity he’d want to lose it to someone as good looking as me. I knew my son liked how I looked, as he openly looked at me whenever I was naked. With two guys alone in a house, we weren’t bashful. We see each other everyday naked, and many times hard. I’ve seen him so hard looking at me, he was even leaking precum like a faucet. At 33, I still had a 32 waist and 38 chest on my six foot frame. My chest was covered in short dense hair, with a good fuzzy ass in the rear. My uncut cock still would go hard at the drop of a hat, even on the meds. My son was just like his old man, just a little shorter and less hair. He was growing his hair though and would be just like dear old Dad. I loved to see that dimpled ass with the fine hair dusting sprouting out of his crack, and how his foreskin kept his head all covered, helping to funnel that precum stream. Kenny during our talks still was thinking he just wanted to get it over with and convert to poz, but was scared of it, but he was getting more and more horny and wanting sex. It was after the last talk 2 months ago, I decided on the perfect gift for his eighteenth birthday. I began collecting a few things for the important day. The day came, and I woke up early, purposely not putting any clothes on. I brought the little gifts out to get things ready. One was a little blue pill, which I crushed up and mixed into Kenny’s favorite pancake recipe. Put together some mimosas on the table, adding a little extra liquid to Kenny’s which will help the teen be a little more horny. Then lastly mixed in some white powder into some of his favorite bottle of lube. Lastly his little gift was ready and been waiting for a week building up, actually it had been building up over the last two months while I went on a certain type vacation. Time to wake up the birthday boy, soon to be birthday man. I walked back up stairs and down the opposite side of the hall. My son’s door was open, which was not unusual, it was just us guys here. I quietly walked into his room. He was sound asleep on his back, arms up and over his head, showing off his hairy pits. Yes, just like me. His body hair is coming in just like mine did. Look at that beautiful hair pattern emerging on his chest. A bush of hair blossoming between his pectorals and starting to spread out, and that nice dense rings of hair around those big suckable nipples. The treasure trail already growing up to meet his pectorals and spreading out on his abs. Then there’s that beautiful uncut cock, hard as a rock all nestled in that bush of pubes. Seeing my boy this way made me chub up a little. I leaned over intending to whisper in his ear to wake him, but as I neared him, I had to sniff those exposed pits. With his hair tickling my nose, I inhaled, and what a wonderful smell. All male hormones, all man. I reached over to his chest, and ran my hand over that patch of hair on to his pec, slowly rubbing his chest. I then lightly kissed his forehead. “Kenny, wake up buddy. Hey Kenny, wake up.” While saying this I continued to rub his chest. Kenny moaned a little sleepy moan of waking. “Come on bud, time to get up.” As Kenny opened his eyes, he saw his Dad over him. He looked him in the eyes, and gave a sleepy smile. “Happy Birthday my special buddy boy.” I leaned in and gave my son a kiss on the lips. I think my son wasn’t completely awake, and surprised enough that he kissed back a little harder than he usually did. “Time to get up, bud. Well, looks like someone is up already. So lets say time to get out of bed.” I laughed as my son blushed a little. I stood up, and my son’s eyes got a little bigger as he noticed I was naked, and more than a little chubbed up myself. “What’s up with being naked Dad?” Kenny then yawned, “Not that I mind, I love seeing you naked.” Then he blushed. “Sorry Dad, I’m still waking up.” “Just didn’t feel like getting dressed, and I know you like seeing me in the buff, its your birthday so look all you want. I’ve known for sometime you look at me, I like looking at you too. Why don’t we have a naked day together today to celebrate your birthday. I’ve got your favorite breakfast going downstairs.” Kenny sat up in his bed, I pulled him up out of bed into my arms and big hug. I could feel his hard cock against mine. I rubbed his back a little as we hugged. I ran my hand lightly towards Kenny ass, and as I just touched the top of his ass, he jumped up into my arms and wrapped his legs around me like he did where he was a kid, and buried his face into my neck and ear. But unlike when he was a kid, this was a young man who was heavier, so I had to hold him with both hands under his ass, and felt those firm gluten and the starting of a fuzzy butt. “I love you Dad, so much.” “I love you too bud.” I kissed his ear, Kenny then leaned back and kissed my fully on the lips hard. This made both our cocks jump, his against my stomach and mine bumping his butt check. “Come on bud, lets go eat.” We ate our pancakes and had our mimosas. Kenny was getting a looser and looser with his talking. I “accidently” dropped my napkin, so I could take a look under the table at his cock. Which was hard and lightly throbbing, with just a little trickle of a precum peeking out of his foreskin. My own cock was really starting to stoke up as well, as the little blue pill was starting to hit me as well. “Dad, I’m really liking this being naked with you. It just feels so good. But its making be horny as hell.” “You sure its not because your body is telling you its tired of being in its virgin state.” “That too. But I’m sitting here across from one of the hottest men around. Oh fuck, sorry Dad, I don’t know what’s up with me today.” “Its okay Buddy, I feel the same. Your a hot man too, and really a man today. Let’s take the drinks into the study, and lay back on the lounge, relax and talk. Figure out a gift for you.” “Um, well, yeah I’d like that, but, um well, I’m having a little, um, problem. I’m like really horny, um, yea.” I grinned inside, the little treatment to his drink must be working now as well. “Hey man, I’ve seen you with a blazing hard on, so no worries. I’m running hard as well. Tell you what I’ll get up first, and get us some more drinks for the lounge.” I fit my actions to my words, and got up showing off my hard cock. I heard a whispered, “oh fuck” from Kenny’s direction. Kenny then got up, and walked off to the study with his hard on pointing the way, bouncing up and down, and side to side, leaving a little dribble of clear liquid here and there. I went over to the counter and grabbed the bottles of orange juice and champagne, as well as the little hidden bottle. I poured just a little dribble of the clear liquid to Kenny’s glass, and then mixed up more mimosa into each glass. The touch more of clear liquid should give Kenny’s body just that little more push to rampant horny stud he needed to be. “Here we go bud, a little more bubbly. I have a little surprise for you as well. Something I’ve been wanting to do with you.” As Kenny sipped more of his treated drink, I grabbed a little box out of my desk, and pulled out a joint. “I’ve been waiting for the day to share a joint with my best bud. I know you’ve never done this, but I think its “high” time you did.” Which brought out a giggle from Kenny. “I’ll take the first hit, watch what I do.” I light the end and inhaled as fully as I could and held the smoke, than let it out. “Your turn. Inhale as much as you can and hold as long as you can.” Kenny took ahold of the joint, and inhaled hard, and held his breath, trying not to cough, then let it out. Coughing just a little. He than drank down some more of his drink. “Good job buddy. I’ll go again. Lets do something special this time. I’m going to put my mouth against yours, and exhale into your mouth. So you inhale when I do that.” “Ok Dad.” He was already a little glassy eyed from the one hit and the little treatment to his drink, and his cock gave a little throb. I inhaled a larger hit than before and held it while I leaned into my son, he immediately moved his mouth to me, when our lips met, he opened up and I exhaled all the smoke into him as he inhaled. As he was inhaling, I lightly stroked his tongue with mine just for a second. We parted our lips and I handed him the joint. This was really good weed, extra good. There was another real good hit left for him to take. He put the joint to his lips and inhaled deeply, and held the smoke a good amount of time before exhaling, and didn’t cough. I took the joint from him, and put it out in the tray. While I did this, Kenny downed the last of his mimosa. I sat back and put my arm behind Kenny, and he sat back into arm. I pulled him to me a little, feeling his bare side touching mine. “I’ve missed sitting like this Dad, thank you.” I leaned over and kissed his forehead. Kenny pushed into that kiss. I could tell the drugs were starting to take there effect on him. “I like this too. Its been awhile since we’ve cuddled a little. You always liked to cuddle didn’t you. You were always good at cuddling.” “I always loved cuddling with you.” He than reached over to my chest with his hand and was running his hand over my chest hair, “Cuddling with you was better than my bear, you have such nice hair on your chest.” Kenny got up into my lap like he did has a little boy, but he was no longer a little boy. He was a man, and a man feeling horny for sure. I felt his ass on my cock as he settled into my lap, and he put his head on my chest. “Dad, can you hold me? I love feeling your naked body against mine. I think I’ve wanted, needed this, to be like this in your arms.” “Sure buddy, I’ll hold you. It does feel good to be naked together doesn’t it.” I pulled him tightly to me, feeling his breath moving my chest hairs, and his ass rubbing against my cock. Kenny was rubbing his check against my hairy pec, and against my nipple. “Dad, why am I so scared about having sex, I’m so horny so often, I don’t know what to do.” “Buddy, son, there’s nothing to be scared about sex. It should feel good, and be fun. Your horny so much, probably because its your body telling you its time.” “Can you show me some, Dad. Can you show me some of what men can do together, for my birthday?” Kenny turned a little in my lap, and wrapped his legs around my waist. My hard cock’s was pushing up against his anal valley, and his hard cock was poking my stomach. His warm breath in my face. I reached up and behind him and pulled his face to mine had began to kiss him hard. His mouth opened to mine, and I stuck my tongue into his mouth to which he promptly began to suck on my tongue and moan. I picked up my son, and laid him back on on the lounge couch. Meshing our hard cocks together, our precum mixing together on our meshed bellies. My hairy chest rubbing against his chest. I broke our kiss a little. Kenny whispered, “Fuck Dad, I love feeling your cock against mine. Oh fuck, Dad, I like this, but it scares me, help me, show me how not to be scared.” I kissed him hard, and then started licking down his neck to his chest. Feeling that hairy patch between his pecs on my cheeks. I licked over to his right nipple and lightly ran my tongue over the tip, and then lightly bite his nipple. This elicited a loud moan from Kenny. I continued to lick down his body, feeling his muscles with my tongue. As I got to his abs, I could taste the sweet mixture of our combined precum. “Kenny, have you tried your precum yet?” Which he shook his head. “You want to taste our combined precum like I just did? It might help you.” Kenny nodded his head. I collected some of my precum leaking out of my stretched foreskin, as my son watched. Then with the same finger collected some of Kenny’s off his long foreskin. “Here son, don’t be scared, try our precum, taste how sweet it is, you’ll love it.” Kenny leaned up and sucked my finger into his mouth, and moaned. While he was savoring the taste, I leaned down and sucked his hard cock into my mouth, sticking my tongue into his foreskin, tasting that sweet teen neg clear liquid. Oh how sweet it was. “Oh fuck, Dad, oh fuck, I love it. Oh shit.” Kenny then shot a huge glob of precum in my mouth. I came off his cock, and started licking down his balls, and the while lifting his legs up. Teasing and nibbling his hairy taint, then run my tongue against his asshole. His ass started contracting and kissing my tongue with his ass lips. I pushed his legs further towards his chest, and put my hands on his ass cheeks. Pulling them apart and seeing that beautiful hair butt hole, kissing the air. I dove with my tongue into that ass. Kenny moaning louder and louder, as my tongue was relaxing his hole. “Oh fuck, oh my god. Dad, oh fuck.” Suddenly his ass blossomed, and my tongue went right into him. As he was squirming and moaning, I reached to the side where I put the treated lube. “You like that son? You want to try my finger, get and idea what being fucked is like?” “Daddy, will you? Can you, please?” I opened the lube, and with one hand pulled his hole a little, and but the lube bottle opening right against that open butt hole. I squeeze and glob, which caused some to squirt inside, and then dribble out. I clicked the lube shut, and collected the leaking lube up off his ass with my finger, and slowly started to insert into Kenny. Feeling that tight opening gripping my finger, and then the furnace of inside surrounding my finger. I began running my finger around inside his ass, spreading that treated lube. In a little bit that treatment should start making his ass real hungry. “Oh fuck, Daddy, Daddy that feels so good. OH OH SHIT, that makes me want to cum.”, Kenny screamed as my finger pressed against his prostate. I pulled my finger out, and Kenny moaned. I picked up the lube again, and put it back against his now more opened hole, and squirted more treated lube into him. Collecting the dribble with two fingers, and ran two fingers into his ass. Moving my fingers around, rubbing the lube into his ass walls all around. I pulled my fingers out, and put his legs down, around me. I then reached over to where the lube had be sitting, and grabbed one more joint. This joint was treated the same. I lit the joint and inhaled, holding the smoke in, I leaned down towards my son, and he knew what was happening and leaned up, our open lips coming together. I exhaled into him, and he inhaled. Once he exhaled, I put the lit joint against his lips. “Inhale real hard and as long as you can, and hold it.” Kenny did, and then I put my mouth against his, and he exhaled into me. I put the joint against his lips again, “One more time sweetie, take that last hit.” After he exhaled into my mouth, and deeply kissed him, and rubbed my hand around his chest, and tweeting his nipples one at a time. We kissed for a few minutes, which he began moaning. When I broke the kiss, I saw his eyes were just ever so slightly glassy. The drugs have to be kicking in now. “Is this what you had in mind for your gift?” “Yes, Daddy. But I’m still a little scared, can you help me not be scared about sex. I want it, this is making more horny. My ass has an itch inside, and really think I need your fingers back in me.” I reached down between his legs, and sort of teased his hole with my finger tip. “Well, sweetie, I can only think of one way to help you not be so scared and help with the horny itch. You may get the ultimate gift though if we do that. Do you want my cock in you, you want my gift?” “Daddy, please, my ass is needing you. Please, I think I gotta have your cock in me.” “Do you want my gift too? You want to be sure to get my ultimate gift, that will help you not be scared of sex anymore?” “Yes Daddy, I need your gift. I want to love sex. Help me with the gift.” I reached over to the little table where everything was, and grabbed the bottle of poppers and my old toothbrush. My son was watching me lube up the toothbrush, and when I ran my leaking cock all over the toothbrush’s bristles, getting a huge amount of precum all over the brush head. “Open that bottle and when I say ‘now’, I want you to inhale.” Kenny nodded his head “Now left your legs up to your chest and reach around your legs to hold them up and be ready with the bottle.” I watched as his beautiful fuzzy asshole came into sight. It was winking open and shut at me so nicely. I placed the brush against his fuzzy hole, just as I started to push in I said, “Now”. Kenny inhaled the poppers, as I inserted the brush into his ass. I left it inside him a moment. I reached up and took the poppers from him. I began twisting the brush in a circles, at the same time moving slightly in and out of his ass, giving his ass a good brushing all over inside. Kenny was moaning and groaning. “You okay son, this will help your body receive and accept my gift so much better.” “Oh fuck, Daddy, it feels so funny, it sort of feels good, sort of hurts. Oh fuck, I really need something bigger, its not helping the itch much.” I pulled the brush out, and saw it was very much towards reddish pink. “I think your ready.” “Oh fuck, my ass is tingly, oh fuck I need you in me now, please.” I leaned over him, and he watched me put my heavily leaking cock towards his open ass. I felt my cock kiss his open hole. As his hole held my cock there, I leaned into kiss him, which as we kissed my cock slide into him. Both of moaning as I pushed all the way into him and bottomed out, my balls against his ass. “I’m in you son, you feel me in you?” “Oh Daddy, Daddy, I feel you. I can feel your cock beating inside me. Oh please fuck me.” I started moving my cock slowly out of his ass, and just as I felt I was reaching his opening, slowly moved back into him. Shit, I wasn’t going to last long. Not cumming for so long was taking a toll on me, I needed to cum soon. “Daddy, Daddy, oh fuck me. I feel like I’m going to explode soon. My ass is on fire, and my cock is on fire. Oh fuck, Daddy.” Slowly in, Slowly out. I loved this boy, I wanted him to love sex, I wanted him to want sex. He was moaning so loud now. “Son, sweetie, I’m about to cum. Do you want my ultimate gift, you want my Poz gift?” “Daddy, I want your cum. I don’t want this fear anymore, I want your Poz gift. Give it to me.” He reached down and grabbed my hairy ass cheeks, and almost was helping my hump him. But I wasn’t going to go faster. “Oh fuck, sweetie. I’m going to cum inside you. I’m going to give you my gift, NOW.” I started shooting my pent up load deeply into my boy. All the while thinking how I was probably impregnating him with my virus. Kenny was moaning loudly, and thrashing, and I felt a large wetness building up between us. When I looked between us, I saw his cock firing jets of cum, almost in time with my jets. We both came down from our orgasms. Keeping my cock inside him, I helped move him on my cock so I could be behind him. Now holding him spooned in my arms, my cock still deep inside him, holding my cum inside him. “I love you buddy, Happy Birthday. I hope this is the gift you wanted and needed.”

PART 1 Of all the fucking days to have an appointment with my ID doctor, I had unluckily scheduled myself on a day that snow was coming down like crazy. I knew it would be even worse going home which pissed me even more. By the time I got to his office, the snow was really piled up and the parking lot was almost empty. I had 5 minutes to make my 4:00 appointment on time. I hurried as fast as I could. By the time I reached his office on the third floor, I had removed my scarf, toboggan, gloves, and winter coat. I was about to check-in when the receptionist appeared and said that all appointments had been cancelled. About that time, a voice in the hall began talking and telling the receptionist to leave now and forget about closing up that he would do it. The voice I recognized as my doctor who now rounded the corner and came into the receptionist’s area. “Don’t tell me you didn’t get the word?” he said when he saw me. Then, to his receptionist, “Go; now. I’ll take care of everything.” With that, the receptionist grabbed her belongings and took off for the door. My doctor began shutting down the office equipment as he told me to come on back and go in room one. In a few minutes, he came in the room and settled on his stool. We chatted about what had been happening since I had seen him last which was nothing of any medical note. He reviewed his notes on the computer making small talk and asking what I thought were silly questions. Then, much to my surprise and somewhat consternation he said he wanted to do a short physical exam because he had not done one in the last year. He handed me a paper gown and told me to strip to my underwear and left the room. He returned as I finished. He had me to sit on the table and began a slow exam of every crevice, surface, and orifice that I had. It was unlike his previous annual exams. After about five minutes, he began asking questions about my current sex life. I told him I was active. He stopped and looked me in the eyes and asked if I practiced safer sex. I looked at him and said that I did not and smiled. He shook his head and went on with his exam and questions. “Do you know your sexual partners?” he asked. “Usually, I do not,” I said blandly. “Yet, you allow them to discharge their semen in your rectal cavity,” he said. “Yes,” I said. “How can you do that knowing that is what caused you to be my patient?” he asked without a reproach in his voice. He really wanted to know. “Because having a dick repeatedly shoved in and out of my ass and hearing and feeling a man shooting his cum load in me is the greatest physical sensation that there is for a bottom gay man as I am,” I replied without blinking an eye. “Despite the propaganda, condoms do not afford the same feeling. And, from what I’ve heard tops say, it’s the same for them.” He continued on with his exam and other questions about my sex life such as how many partners, where I met them, where did we have sex, and so on. I realized at some point that his exam was different now. His hands were touching me on various parts of my body. They were innocuous but definitely not clinical either. And, then he announced that he was almost finished, but, he wanted to do a digital exam. As I had stepped down from the table and began to face it, I made a swift glance at my doctor and thought I detected a tent but couldn’t be absolutely sure. I assumed the position which allowed my gown to open in the back exposing my ass. In my mind I was chuckling as I don’t wear underwear and he had to have already noticed that I had on a favourite jock strap of mine. But, he said nothing. I felt the KY Jelly being applied and finally an index finger slowly being inserted in my ass. I suppose out of reflex I spread my feet a couple of inches further apart and bent my knees. I felt the digit rubbing all around inside me. It took a while but finally he began to touch my prostate. Slowly he rubbed it in different directions. He continued rubbing it slowly. I could stand it no longer and let out a gentle moan as my sphincter gave a snap closed impulse. He removed his finger but told me to stay where I was. I was a little uncomfortable now from embarrassment as I knew that my dick had been leaking pre-cum into the pouch. More KY was applied to my ass. I then felt two fingers being inserted. I knew this was not kosher but said nothing. The two fingers slowly entered my ass and pushed on until my prostate was found. A hand gently now rested on the small of my back as my prostate was stroked repeatedly. Again, I moaned as my dick stiffened as it leaked more pre-cum into my pouch. My sphincter reflexively grabbed the two fingers and tightened around them. A light sweat had broken out all over my body. Dr. Scholtz had been treating me now for four years. Never had this scenario ever entered my mind. He was my ID physician and physicians don’t get involved with their patients. They especially don’t get involved with their HIV infected patients. It’s just not done. But, here we were with me bent over the exam table, and he had two fingers up my ass massaging my prostate. I flashed back to when I had first met him. I was struck at how handsome he was but actually more than just handsome—he was fucking hot looking. I chastened myself for my lascivious thoughts. But, his 6 foot 2 inches, 190 pounds, dark features, and dark hair everywhere I could see on his body struck me as really someone with whom I could turn my back on so he could have better access to my ass. He was so damn sexy and sensual but in all these years I had held myself in check keeping everything on a professional. Now, he had two fingers in my ass. I moaned louder as his fingers stroked my prostate in unison. My body shivered as my head began a slow left and right roll. I shifted my stance as the fingers began to withdraw to the opening. As soon as they were there, back inside me they went. I gasped. I felt his fingers go as far inside as they could and once more began to be withdrawn. Ten, twelve, fifteen times Dr. Scholtz inserted and withdrew his fingers from my ass. With each insertion, he always stroked my prostate; I always moaned. Then, he began inserting and withdrawing his fingers faster until soon he was without a doubt finger fucking me. This definitely was not a digital exam. I tried holding myself still but just could not do so. My body was so used to this feeling. It wasn’t a dick but I was being fucked nevertheless. Soon, he was slamming his fingers deep inside me hard and fast. My prostate felt every insertion. “AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I screamed and continued screaming as my balls blasted out their contents soaking my pouch so completely that some of my cum dripped down onto the floor. Dr. Scholtz pushed down on my back with his hand as he stroked my prostate with the two fingers on his other hand until I stopped screaming and began slowing my ejaculation. As the last of my cum load seeped out of my piss slit, I felt the fingers being withdrawn from my ass. When they had been completely withdrawn and the hand on the small of my back removed, I stood up and turned around facing my doctor. His face was ashen. I looked at his crotch and saw such a tent. I looked back into his eyes and knelt immediately in front of him. He moved backwards stopping only when he backed up to the counter top. I moved with him as my hands reached out to his pants unzipping them, unbuckling his belt, unsnapping his pants, and pushed his pants and boxers downward. He had made no effort to stop me. His uncut dick swung upwards as his boxers cleared his dick. Without hesitating, I opened my mouth and swallowed his uncut swollen dick. His piss slit hit the back of my throat. I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him tightly. I began sucking his dick calling on all the skill and tricks of the trade that I had. I slathered his dick with spit as I did a whirlwind job of getting his obviously hard dick even harder. It was his turn now to moan and jerk and shiver and that is exactly what he did as my mouth and tongue gave him what I am sure was his very first blow job by a gay man—an HIV positive gay man. In no time at all, my doctor was screaming as he held my head between his hands as his uncut 9 inches sprayed my throat with the first salvo of his cum load. Several minutes passed as the two of us enjoyed what was happening. He had a very sweet tasty cum. I relished every drop and swallowed every bit. With the last of his cum slowly oozing out of his piss slit, I began washing his dick with my tongue cleaning him as best as I could. I slid backwards off his dick which was still slightly hard. I made sure to clean under the foreskin. I stood up slowly, and we looked at each other both sweat soaked. What could be said at a time like this? Need anything be said? Time passed into awkward silence. PART 2 Dr. Scholtz spoke slowly and quietly as he avoided eye contact as much as possible. “That should not have happened. I take full responsibility. I have many patients but ever since you came to my practice I have not been able to put you in a patient-only position. I’m not gay, and I’m not bisexual. I don’t know what came over me. I am very sorry for what I did to you.” It was obvious that he now was embarrassed and racked with guilt. “Well, doc, now you know how I get myself into trysts without even trying. I’ve always seen you as my physician but also I’ve seen you very clearly as one helluva hot looking man,” I responded with blunt frankness. “I don’t regret anything that happened. So, don’t you be.” “You need to get dressed. We both need to get out of here,” he said and walked to the window. “Oh, no. It looks like we aren’t going to go anywhere. You get dressed. I’ve got to make a call. When you’re dressed, if you need to make a call, come out to the receptionist’s desk.” Dr. S left the room, and I got dressed. I had no one to call, but I was going to have a very slow trip back home as I now viewed how much snow had fallen as I looked out the window. There was at least a foot and a half on the ground and still more coming down. I went out to the receptionist’s desk hearing Dr. S say good-bye and hang up the phone. He turned to me and told me that the city was in shut down and that the major roads were becoming impassable. He told me he was going to walk to the Marriott about a mile away and get a room. He suggested that I do the same and wait for the storm to end and the roads to be cleared. I considered the suggestion and realized it was my best option. We left immediately. As the two of us walked inside the lobby at the Marriott, our numb limbs and faces had about reached their maximum punishment. The warmth felt so good. We dusted off the snow and loosened our coats. We walked up to the front desk and asked for two rooms but were informed that with the storm everyone from the interstate and expressway had preceded us. The only room left was a small room with a double bed. Nothing else was available. We looked at each other. I could not make the call, and it took Dr. S a few seconds to turn back to the manager and tell him that was fine; we’d take it. We registered, got the key card, and headed up to the fifth floor. The room was small. In fact, it really looked as if there had been a small left over space on the floor where someone came up with the idea of making just one more room. For me, it was heaven sent. At least I would not be curled up inside my car stuck on the expressway with no food, water, or blankets. I didn’t know and didn’t ask what Dr. S thought of the room. I suspected but he kept his thoughts to himself. I felt a tension from my physician which I considered realistic. I never approached him and tried to make everything to be as casual as possible. We ended up going to the dining room and having supper followed by a stop at the main bar. We each nursed a drink and talked casually as much as we could though numerous times there were awkward silences. Dr. S looked at his watch and said he was tired and wanted to go back to the room which we did. He called his wife and told her that he was at the Marriott and gave her the room number. I mentally noted that he never mentioned that he was sharing the room. We settled in and watched some programs on the TV. At 10:30, Dr. S said he was tired and was going to bed. I told him I was ready as well. I slipped off my shoes and socks, then, stood up taking off my shirt and pants. For modesty of some sort, I kept on my jock strap. I neatly put everything on or by the chair, walked to the right side of the bed, tossed back the covers, and slipped into bed. Dr. S began to undress slowly finally climbing into bed. He had left on his boxers and wife beater. We turned out the lights and settled in to sleep. I sharply woke up but not knowing why. I lay very still on my back and kept my breathing slow and shallow. At long last, I felt an ever so light touch on my hip. At first, a single finger traced down from the strap of my jock until it reached the bottom of my buttock. On the upward trace, I felt three finger tips making the trip. On reaching my strap once more, I felt the three finger tips follow the strap until it reached the pouch where an entire hand covered the pouch and began slowly and gently massaging the contents. Minutes passed as the hand continued the light massage. It took about a minute for my dick to begin to awaken to the soft massage. When my dick began to grow, I felt a jerky movement of my bed partner moving himself closer to me while trying not to awaken me. Still, I kept the same stance. His presence was noted as the mattress settled downward as his body moved closer to me. His hand soon began a more aggressive massage of my pouch. I thought it was time to move this “handiwork” along; I began a light moaning and sighing as I moved my arms and legs. I resettled myself on my left side. My bed partner held still until he thought that once more I was asleep. He then slowly moved closer settling himself so that his body was touching mine in about three places. Once more I felt his hand on my crotch. I let him again massage my dick for a couple of minutes before moving backwards and up against Paul who froze. We lay there several minutes as my dick grew hard and began to leak pre-cum. “I won’t stop you,” I finally quietly said. We lay there quietly for less than a minute before Paul began working on my crotch once more. He was unmerciful with his hand. I could tell he was getting his hand soaked with my pre-cum as he began to moan a little. His shadow now loomed above me as he tossed the covers off both of us. He moved in between my legs and continued to maul my hard dick and balls. Through the little light, I could see his face full of determination yet angst. Then, he grabbed my balls and dick and held them tightly with a look of panicked delight on his face. I let him suffer in his new wanton thoughts until I had a small streak of mercy. “Go ahead and do what you need to do. Go ahead and do what you have to do. You know you can’t stop yourself; you can’t stop now because you’ve come too far. You have to know. You have to experience it. It’s been eating at you for a long time. You’ve got the chance now. You know I won’t stop you,” I said quietly but firmly. He hesitated; I growled, “DO IT NOW!” Paul looked at me face-to-face. He released my crotch as I raised my legs upward where they were caught by his hands. He placed them on his shoulders as I raised my hips off the bed. Paul’s underwear was shoved down to his knees releasing his mighty 9-inch uncut dick that curved upwards ever so lightly. He pushed my knees to my chest where I held them. He fumbled with his dick trying to line the head up with my ass hole. He finally found the opening and began pushing. I was determined that I was going to get fucked and never to forget it. I clamped my sphincter tightly refusing to give way. I could hear frustration as Paul pitifully grunted, whined, squealed, and growled as he discovered he was making no progress at shoving his hard dick in me. Despite the darkness, I saw the savagery in his eyes when he finally looked into my eyes. He pulled his face and body upward, hesitated only a mere second or two, then, raised his hand high. He issued an open mouth primordial growl with his nostrils flaring as his hand raced downward slamming against my face jerking my head to the right. His hand made an equally as fast trip back from where it started. Paul grabbed me by my hips and slammed balls-deep into my ass ripping and tearing me in several places. I bit my lips at all the gloriously beautiful pain. Paul began to fuck me with such a wonderful violence the likes of which I had not felt in many years. On and on his dick was buried full length inside me and withdrawn so that only a mere fraction of his fat dickhead was still inside me. With each plunge inside me, I felt his two large orbs slap onto my butt. Paul was now driven by pure lust as he had finally discovered what it felt like to fuck another man in the ass. It was a feeling he now new and would know again. His inner anger controlled until now burst forth with a gusto of energy. I felt teeth sinking into my neck. A growl of deep savagery was sounded at the same time. I winced at the bite as my dick trembled with sheer delight of the physical pain. My dick strained itself and doubled the flow of pre-cum. Paul continued to deep dick my ass as he shifted into overdrive thrusting harder and faster into my ass. He opened his mouth releasing my neck and reared his head upward looking down at me never missing a stroke. He grabbed my hips and began pounding harder and faster still driving himself into a frenzy as sweat began to splatter everywhere around us and on me. “FUCK ME, YOU BASTARD! GIVE ME THAT CUM LOAD OF YOURS!” I growled and spit on his face. “AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” he screamed throwing his head backwards as he plunged deep inside me. I felt his dick swell and shrink a number of times as great globs of his sperm gushed through his urethra and coated my gut. More and more of his cum entered me as I clung to him. Paul finally pulled his deflated dick out of my ass and rolled over onto his side of the bed. I reached down and pulled the cover back up over us saying nothing. Paul, too, said nothing. What more needed to be said? I had already said it, and Paul had complied. No one needed to be remindful. It was what it was. I looked at my watch. It was quarter after one. We both went back to sleep. PART 3 Slowly, my eyes opened. I checked my watch: 3:07. As I nestled myself back into comfort, I heard a deep low voice whisper, “Fuck me.” I turned to look at Paul. His eyes were wide open when I finally could see them. “Fuck me, now. Please. Before I change my mind.” I raised my head a little and looked to be sure. Yes, his eyes were open; he was awake. I turned on the bedside light and looked at Paul again who was now resting on his left elbow. I looked at Paul closely. I finally said, “My rules; my way; no complaints; no stopping. If you try to stop, you will regret it.” I let him mull over what I had said. “Agreed,” he said as he tossed back the covers. He quickly got up pulling off his wife beater and boxers. He hurried to the bath room shutting the door. I began rubbing my dick through my pouch. I finally pulled my jockstrap off and tossed it beside the bed. Minutes passed. The commode was flushed as running water was heard. More minutes passed. At last, the water was turned off and Paul re-entered the bedroom. His dick was rigid in anticipation. When he began to climb on the bed, I held my hand up stopping him. “You need to suck my dick and get it hard; that won’t take long to do. As you suck me, get your ass as wet with spit as you can. You’re going to need as much as possible. It’s going to burn like Hell, and the pain is going to be like no other you’ve ever had. But, the pain will pass within a couple of minutes and eventually become very soothing and pleasurable. You’ll want more,” I cooed to him. “When you think you’ve got enough spit in your ass, straddle me and lower your ass down onto my dick. YOU will fuck yourself; I’m going to lay here. You have total control of how much of my dick you take, when you stop taking it, and when you start taking it. I’m not fucking you; you are fucking yourself using my dick.” Paul knelt between my legs and began sucking my dick as he did his best to lubricate his ass with his spit. He was so inept but made an effort. I relished the thought of the pain he would feel which hardened my dick. Then, removing his mouth from my dick, Paul looked at me, nodded, and scrambled to position himself astride me. It took him several tries to get the right spot. I maintained an enigmatic look. He finally began to settle his virgin straight ass onto my hard pre-cum smeared dick. Slower than a snail in a race with a lame tortoise, Paul forced his sphincter downward spearing the opening with my hard cut 7 ½ inches of meat. After several failed attempts, he raised his body upright, grabbed my dick with his right hand, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and shoved himself downward in a big jerk. Immediately, his eyelids flew open. I heard the beginning of a pained cry that was shut down in four seconds and muted in his throat. A terrified panicked look overtook the pain-racked face that I saw. Twice more Paul made his downward jerks impaling himself further onto my dick. Each body jerk elicited more pain and panic. The fourth jerk found Paul fully impaled on my now very primed dick. I saw and felt his body trembling. I wondered if it was from fear of my status or if it was he finally understood what a bare cock in a man’s ass felt like. Paul sat astride me with a contorted face. His body was swaying as his hands and arms didn’t know what to do to alleviate his pain. I flexed my dick sending more bolts of enjoyment into him. Several minutes passed as he adjusted to the sensations. I continued to flex my dick. By the end of his adjustment time, Paul was swaying still but this time from the pleasure he was feeling. He finally opened his eyes and looked down at me . . . and smiled. He began rocking and rolling around on my dick as he felt it up inside himself. He became almost giddy at the feeling. Then, he placed his hands onto my nipples and began riding me very slowly. He was in control for now. More and more Paul began lifting himself up higher and lowering himself. In short order, he began a much more directed slam back down onto my dick. His pace quickened and quickened again. He grabbed my chest and held tightly as his almost menacing eyes now focused in on mine. His eyes demanded that I give him the final reward that he sought. His growls were animalistic and threatening. His urgency continued to grow as did his lust. I timed myself so that just as Paul bottomed out, I wrestled him around on the bed until he was on his back with his knees over my shoulders and being slammed in his ass by my now fully swollen dick. I began madly pounding his ass driving my dick in every possible direction. Paul was shocked and stunned at how quickly I had changed our position. He did not fully understand what was happening for several moments. By that time, I was in total control repeatedly driving my bloated oozing dick into his hole. More and more I slammed into Paul’s now open and willing if not demanding ass as he moaned and groaned his approval. His eyes were aflame with lust. His mouth partially open seeped the excess spit that he was creating out of lust. His body was coated with massive amounts of sweat as was mine. His hands held onto my waist as best they could pulling me closer into him. His nostrils flared wildly as his breathing was labored from all the exertion. I was now fucking Paul faster and harder than I had ever fucked any man before. I knew I was close and couldn’t figure out what was happening. I had never fucked as hard or as fast as this. I was a quick shooter when I fucked. I just couldn’t get myself over the top. Then, without warning, I smelled it. My nose picked up the unmistaken scent of blood, and I went wild. I slammed my dick into Paul hard grabbing a handful of his hairy chest pulling it upward to my lowering mouth where I bit down on it as I began to scream. Paul yelped. My dick began pumping my balls’ juices into his ass. More and more of my cum poured into Paul who was now whining and whimpering as he realized he was now being filled with my tainted sperm. I know not how long it took for me to finish unloading my cum load. But, I did finally and slowly slid out of Paul’s ass. We settled our sweaty bodies onto the bed. Two days later, the roads were finally all cleared. I went home and cleaned my condo. Paul went home to his wife. It is three years later, and I am no longer a patient at Paul’s practice. He now makes house calls for me. Next year, Paul is monitoring my numbers when I go off my meds. We plan on making his first numbers. And, even more numbers after I’m done with him.

I met Connor in NYC and we had a great summer. We started looking for threesomes online and found some really hot guys to mess around with when we wanted. We made it up to the cabin one weekend and fucked 3-4 times a day while we were there. We also went out to clubs a lot. We went out to Fire Island once and I actually did get fucked in the Meat Rack. It was a great summer. Connor and I always fucked bareback and sometimes we did with other guys too, but we mostly went back to using condoms with hookups. We moved back to New Orleans to finish our senior year. We shared an apartment and a great life. Friends, classes, the bars, being with each other, the sex; it was a great senior year. I started putting on a bit of muscle around this time, not much but solidifying my frame. Connor loved feeling my body as I firmed up and loved showing me off even more. He took off my shirt on the dance floor almost every time we went out. We had a lot of sex with guys we met at the bars and the guys we had fucked around with previously. I was getting fucked almost every night. Connor and I tried to keep to the same "condoms with hookups" ground rule we set up in NYC over the summer, but that collapsed one night when we went back to a hotel room with a group of guys from New Jersey. They were total "guido gays" and I knew they'd not want to use condoms. Connor and I danced with them at the bar and one of them was grinding my ass really hard. He said, "I want to fuck you so hard." Total Jersey accent. Of course we went back to the room with these 4 guys from Jersey. My pants were down and I was bent over the bed before the hotel door even closed. I was getting fucked before Connor could get undressed. We just accepted the fact that these guys wanted me raw. Those guys bred me all night. Connor was directing the action. I took all their loads in my mouth and ass all night. Connor thought it was so hot. Mainly though, we were living our lives with each other. We were planning jobs in NYC. I wanted to be a teacher and he got an offer from the Wall Street firm where he interned. Our life was outstanding. I was constantly filled with this feeling that I was loved and accepted. Connor made my world so much better than it had ever been previously. As graduation approached, we decided to each ask our parents for money to travel a month in Europe as a gift. We both got the money and started planning our trip - Madrid, Barcelona, Paris, Brussels, Amsterdam, Copenhagen, and Berlin. The trip was amazing. We had an amazing time running all over Europe. We messed around with guys, but sometimes language barriers and the fact that we were staying in hostels prevented us from hooking up. That was the case in Madrid, Barcelona, Brussels and Copenhagen for sure. Paris we splurged on a hotel room for a few days and we fucked like bunnies. We almost didn't get to see anything except the hotel room. Amsterdam allowed us to have sex in dark rooms in a couple of bars. We met a couple in Amsterdam who told us we had to go to the bathhouses in Berlin. The guys told us stories of the crazy sex they had there. They said we would be in sex heaven if we wanted to be. After Connor and the couple fucked me that night, bareback of course; we all talked about what it'd be like in the bathhouses. The couple told us that we needed to set rules for ourselves, limits, and take care of each other because some guys will take advantage of naive Americans. Connor and I discussed the rules for a few days. We decided that we could both do whatever we wanted, except that we had to use condoms with other guys and we always had to keep the other one in sight. We had some friends to see in Berlin so it was a couple of days before we made it to the bathhouse. I'm not sure how we chose which one to go to. I think Connor did some online research before we went. I cleaned out - not an easy thing to do when staying in a hostel - and made sure I was trimmed and shaved. I knew how much Connor liked to show me off and I really wanted tonight to be special for us. We had a few drinks beforehand and I didn't really eat much because I had cleaned out and didn't want any surprises. Hence, I was drunker than Connor. We were both super horny because we hadn't fucked in two days. We got there and paid for a couple of lockers. I wore my jockstrap under my towel and Connor was naked. I loved his cock. As soon as I saw it, I dropped to my knees and sucked him. We stopped when a group of guys walked in. Connor and I wandered around a bit. We saw the sauna, showers, open area, bar, and hot tub. We saw some attractive guys, but also some average, older, and fat guys. Connor was always turned off my anyone who was out of shape. As soon as we saw the first guy with a big belly, Connor lost the erection he had from the earlier blowjob. We went into the sauna first. Connor kept his towel on and I was just in my jockstrap. After a little while in the sauna, I leaned over and started sucking Connor's cock. It is so beautiful. I sucked him to hardness and then spread my legs and straddled his lap. The sweat helped lube my ass and I fairly easily sat down on Connor's raw cock. I know there were other guys in the sauna who could watch us. Connor got off on that and I put on a bit of a show riding Connor's cock. We made out and I stroked my cock some. Since Connor and I hadn't had sex in a few days, it was just a few minutes of me riding him before he came in my ass. I got off his cock and sucked him clean. He moaned and rubbed my head. One of the guys near us had a hard cock. Connor told me to suck it. I did. I worked on the cock for awhile. The guy wanted to fuck me. Connor asked him if he had a condom. He said no. Connor told him he's the only one who fucks me bareback. A white lie, but one told to protect us in this unfamiliar environment. I was getting light headed, so we left the sauna. The guy grabbed a condom provided by the club. We got to an area where I could bend over and the guy wrapped up and lubed my ass some. He slid inside. He wasn't as big as Connor and I took him easily. He fucked me as Connor watched, slightly stroking his cock. Connor sat on the bench and we made out as the guy fucked me. A group of twinks came in and started watching us and touching themselves and each other. Connor beckoned a few of them over to us. He made out with two of them and a third got on his knees and starting sucking Connor's cock. The dude behind me said he was going to cum. He stopped fucking me, pulled out, ripped off the condom and came on my ass cheeks. One of the twinks who had an impressive dick, like Connor's dick, put his hand on my back and held me down. He went to push in and I told him he needed a condom. The twink said something in German and walked away. He was replaced by an older guy who had been watching the scene. The guy wrapped his cock and slid inside me. He said, "Some of that other guy's cum got inside you when I pushed inside." I said "It's okay. Keep fucking me." Connor was not really happy about who was fucking me, but he was focused on his twinks. There were 5 of them, including Connor, all in a pile together. It wasn't long before the guy fucking me was cumming. He also pulled out, ripped off the condom and came on my ass. One of the twinks was now riding Connor's condom covered dick. I thought, "It's been a long time since I've seen that beautiful cock wrapped up. Shame!" The big dicked twink came back over and kissed me. He didn't speak English, but I understood that he wanted me to bend over. I did. He rubbed his cock on my ass and rubbed the cum on my ass crack. He said something to his friends. He wrapped his cock and rubbed it along my ass crack some more. Then he pushed inside. I winced. I'd just been fucked three times, but this cock was thick. Thicker than Connor's cock. I watched Connor fucking the twink and thought how sexy he looked. One twink stopped riding him and another got on his cock. Same condom, but the bottom didn't care. I was totally turned on by Connor's orgy scene. The guy behind me could tell. He turned me so I was facing directly toward them. Connor could no longer see the cock sliding in and out of my ass, but he could see my face in the beautiful agony of a hard fuck. He smiled at me. The guy behind me was fucking me with long strokes and I was getting sore. I reached back between my legs to feel how thick his cock was with my hand. Wow, he was thick. I wrapped my hand around his cock and he kept fucking me. He slid almost all the way out and I felt the condom ride up his dick. I took my hand away. Oops, I thought; but at least it didn't come off. He kept fucking me. I reached back again to feel his cock fucking me. I wrapped my hand around his cock and could feel part of him bare and part wrapped. He pulled out and I felt the condom ride further up his cock. I released my grip. His hard cock was now almost riding me bareback, but the condom was still on the tip. His cock started to feel better as it fucked me. The only part that was rubbing uncomfortably was the tip. It had to be the condom friction that was causing the discomfort. I had promised Connor not to bareback with anyone but him tonight. I was watching as Connor was now getting a blow job and making out with one of the twinks. One of the twinks bent another one over the bench and slid his cock up the twink's ass. I never saw the top put on a condom. Fuck, that was hot. I looked back at my twink top. He had a great cock. He was watching the other twink couple fuck. I know he saw that it was bareback too. He pumped inside me harder. I watched the twink bottom's face in front of me as he moaned. He was loving that cock. I wanted to love my top's cock too, but it was causing too much discomfort for me to really get into the fuck. I reached back between my legs again to feel the cock fucking me. The area I grabbed was now all condomless. The condom was now only around the head. The top slid out and pulled his cock through my fist until I could feel the condom. I could've just released my hand or guided him back inside. Instead I slipped the condom over the head of his cock. He put his cock back at my hole and pushed. I groaned as his condomless cock slid into my ass. I was still holding the condom in my hand as he fucked me. It felt great now. There was no pain or discomfort. I looked around as I moaned. I realized a couple of guys had seen me slide the condom off. Including the first guy who Connor had made use a condom. He smiled at me and mouthed "slut." I moaned. The twink fucking me was really fucking me hard now. He slammed his cock into me and unloaded in my ass with a grunt. I was watching as Connor's condom covered cock was now back inside a twink. He didn't notice what had happened. The twink had cum in my ass as I held the condom I had taken off his dick in my hand as my boyfriend safely fucked a twink in front of me. What the fuck was I doing? The twink slid out of me and slapped my ass. He moved in front of me and put his cock in my mouth. I cleaned it off. As I was sucking the big-dicked twink, another guy put his cock on my ass. I stopped and looked at the guy. He was in his 30s and average build but a hot face. I told him, "You need to wear a condom." He said he was. He pushed his cock inside me. I moaned and sucked the cock in front of me. The guy fucking me didn't last long. He was hunched over my back as I felt his cum shoot inside me. I softly said, "You didn't wear a condom. You just came in my ass." He said, "Just keep telling guys to wear a condom. That way your beautiful boyfriend won't know that you are taking it bareback." I looked back at him. He smiled and kissed my back as he pulled out of my ass. He came around and replaced the big-dicked twink in my mouth. The big-dicked twink sat down on the bench, hard again. I watched the twink who had been riding Connor's condom covered cock come over and sit down on that juicy big dick bareback. As another guy pushed into my ass, the guy I was sucking said, "You need to use a condom." The guy behind me said, "I am." I felt another cock push inside me. This was an average cock. I wanted to know if he was actually wearing a condom. I reached back and felt his cock sliding in and out of my ass with a finger on each side. He didn't have a condom on. This was the third raw cock in me tonight. I moaned around the cock I was sucking. The top fucked me for a few minutes and then came in my ass. I heard Connor groan and cum as a twink swallowed his load. Both my holes emptied out as the guy I was sucking and the guy fucking me both pulled out. I looked over at Connor. He was in post-orgasm bliss. I went over and helped him up. I said, "Let's go to the hot tub." I figured the cum could leak out of my ass into the water and then he wouldn't notice I had three more loads in my ass other than his. I stripped off my jock and got in the hot tub and he got in with me. It was a good size and there were a few other guys in it as well. Including a couple guys in their 60s and a fat dude. The first guy who fucked me got in the hot tub and sat near us. About ten minutes later, Connor asked if I wanted to shower. I said, "I'll stay here if that's okay. The water feels nice on my ass." Connor and I kissed as I heard one of the guys say, "Sore ass. I guess he's the bottom." They chuckled. Connor asked if I wanted to stay. I said I did. He went to the showers. No sooner than Connor left the room did I feel the hands of the first guy who fucked me that night between my legs. I spread my legs giving him access to my hole. He said, "Bend over the side of the tub. I want that ass again." I bent over the side of the hot tub and showed him my well fucked ass. He rubbed his cock on my ass crack. He got me really worked up playing with my cock and rubbing his cock on my ass. He said, "I don't have a condom." I didn't say anything. I knew he'd seen me take three other cocks bareback already. I also knew he knew about Connor's insistence on condoms. I felt his cock enter my ass. I involuntarily pushed back. The top pushed all the way inside my ass. I groaned. The top fucked me hard. He said, "I wanted you like this in the sauna. I knew you wanted it too the way you rode your boyfriend's cock." He kept fucking me. The top said, "You love taking cocks bareback don't you?" I moaned and said yes as he slammed into my prostate. He fucked me calling me a slut and a whore. He sped up and said, "Do you want it, slut?" My natural response came out involuntarily, "Do it! Cum in my ass." He fucked me a few more seconds and then unloaded in my ass. He pulled out and I felt another guy's cock pushing inside. It was one of the 60 year olds. I knew Connor would hate this - me taking an older guy's bare cock. The guy didn't last long inside me. He also asked in heavily accented English, "Do you want this cum?" I said, "Yes. Cum in me." The other 60 year old fucked me as well. He didn't ask though. He shot his load in my ass almost as soon as he pushed inside. The fat guy was next. I could feel his belly on my back as his cock pushed inside me. His cock was as big as he was. My eyes bugged open as he slowly pushed a monster cock inside me. I was in shock. This was a huge cock. He started fucking me slowly. I heard my moans getting more frequent as he sped up his fuck. He was hitting things deep inside me. He said, "You like my cock don't you?" I moaned yes. He sped up more and I watched as a small crowd built. The fat man stopped fucking me. He sat on the hot tub platform and said, "If you want it you're going to have to ride it." I got out of the hot tub, grabbed his huge cock and lowered myself on his bare huge cock. Oh my God! It felt so amazing. The man said, "Tell me what you like." I moaned that I liked his big cock. He was moaning too as I rode his cock. He said, "You love riding my cock don't you?" I moaned that I did. He grabbed my cock and was stroking me. I was getting close. He asked, "You like taking my cock raw?" I said, "It feels really good raw. I can't imagine riding your cock with a condom on." He grunted and said, "I'm close" I said, "Do it man. Cum in my ass. I want it." He grunted a few times and slammed his cock up inside me. I came hard all over his belly and chest. I looked down at the fat man who had just cum in me and made me cum. I said, "Thanks." I got off his cock, stood up to steady myself because my legs were shaky, and turned around to see Connor staring at me. The look on his face was mortification. There's no other words for what I saw in his face. I got out of the hot tub area and went over to him. I went to touch him and he pulled away from me. He said, "Let's go." We left the bathhouse and went to the hostel. Over the next few days, Connor and I fought and spent long periods of time not speaking. Finally, he said, "I need time to think on the flight home." He switched his seat away from mine. I actually cried at the airport - not weeping, but the tears you get when you can't stop yourself from crying. When we got off the plane in New Orleans, my friend John picked us up at the airport. He was excited to see us and tried to get us to talk about the trip. We were mostly sullen and silent. By the time we got on the highway, John could tell something was really wrong and he looked at me with a concerned look. I weakly smiled. He dropped us off and told me to call if I needed anything. Connor and I went inside our apartment. He dropped his bags and before I even got my bag off my shoulder, he was screaming at me. "How could you have done that? How many loads did you take at the bathhouse? I heard the twinks talking about you in the shower. They interpreted the big-dicked twink saying you removed his condom. How many loads did you take? You promised! You promised me! And you let those old guys and that fat fuck fuck you?!? That's fucking disgusting. How could you? Don't you know a lot of older guys have HIV? You fucking promised me! I love you so much and we agreed." The yelling turned into sobbing. He kept saying, "You agreed," and "you promised me." I was crying too. We fell asleep curled up in each others arms worn out from travel, fighting and crying. In the morning, Connor was up before me. I went out to the kitchen and he said, "I love you but I am not sure I can trust you anymore. I want to so badly. I always knew you were a cumdump and that you got off on guy's cumming inside you. I thought I could live with that need of yours. Whatever it is. I tried so hard to accommodate your need for cum. I thought if we had promised that you would be honest with me and not betray your word or put me at risk. But your need to be a cumdump is more important to you than me." He stared at me. Then he said, "I am not sure I'll ever get that image of your beautiful ass riding that fat man's cock or the sound of you telling him to cum in you out of my head. I'd heard those words a million times before. Now they just disgust me." I slumped against the counter. He said, "I think you need to arrange another place to live in New York. I can't live with you." Then softly, looking at his coffee, "I'm not even sure I can look at you." The phone rang and I heard him tell his parents he needed to come home. Connor packed a bag, got in his car, and drove away. I was stunned. It was over.

I just got a phone call from my boy. He said First of all I miss you Sir and wish you were home. Then he goes on to tell me they little gym slut tested Positive for HIV. I said good boy you did an awesome job. Then asked what does he think now? My boy said he came to him and cried as he talked with my boy but by the end he had his cock in his newly pozzed hole. then took his poz load from his cock. Making it the first HIV+ load that boy has ever shot.

Part 3. After a couple more rounds with our new friends, the weekend ended and they went back to their home city. On their way out, they mentioned they had another friend-couple who were planning on visiting in a few weeks, and maybe we’d like to meet them. I smiled, looking over at Jake, and said, “If they’re anything like you guys, we would LOVE to meet them!” Trusting Andre and Alex understood my implication, they responded, “Yeah, they’re a lot like us. You will like them for sure.” We exchanged contact information (other than the app where we met) and they were on their way. The sex with Jake that night was beyond incredible. Talking about all the fun we’d had, and looking forward to another fun encounter in a few weeks. The next day on my way home from work, I stopped off at the drugstore and picked up a bottle of Aleve, making sure to get the kind that looked an awful lot like the PrEP pills in Jake’s night stand. Getting home before him, I confirmed they looked almost identical, and swapped out the appropriate number, replacing them in the prescription bottle and closing the drawer. Over the next couple weeks, we dutifully took our pills every day, with Jake fucking me at least once a day. The amazing weekend we’d had really reignited things for us in bed, and our sex was never hotter. Every time he unloaded in me though, I would think back to those incredible moments when Andre and Alex had dumped their poz seed into my hole. The memory combined with the expert fucking of my boyfriend would make me cum so hard all over my chest, usually hitting my face and beyond. Mid-week before our new friends were supposed to come visit, I started to come down with a nasty cold. Turned into fever, chills, the works. When I got a text from an unknown number, I was momentarily confused until I remembered I hadn’t heard from them yet, just Andre and Alex. Checking out the message, I saw he introduced himself as Eddie, said A&A had given him my number, wondered if we’d like to meet up this weekend. Then another text came through with a picture - an enormous brown cock, uncut and dripping. My own cock jumped in my sick-bed pajamas, the first time I’d felt even remotely horny in the past couple days. Jake had left his phone on the bed next to me as he went downstairs to fetch me more chicken soup. I looked at his phone and saw texts from the same number, but noticed they hadn’t been sent as a group. He received the same intro text as had I. He also received a pic of Eddie and his husband Bill, a solidly-built white guy in his late 40s - hairy daddy type. I thought it curious until I felt my phone vibrate and saw a new txt come through from Eddie - this one a series of pics, the first showing his muscular back, with a tattoo peeking out over his underwear, then a couple more successively closer, until the last one was a closeup of the biohazard symbol on his upper ass. I was rock hard now, when I heard another text come through for Jake - this one another couple shot of them in a tropical location, all smiles with their sunglasses on, drinking a fruity drink with an umbrella. I was getting the picture now - it was clear A&A had told our new friends the whole story about our adventurous weekend. Eddie and I exchanged this series of text messages. Me: Hey bud, glad to hear from you! A&A said they had some fun friends who we should meet. Our weekend with them a few weeks ago was a special gift to us as a couple - our sex hasn’t been this hot in years. Eddie: I’m glad to hear it! Sounds like A&A really charged up your sex life. Me: I’m actually down with the flu at the moment. Eddie: Oh yeah? That’s no fun. Want us to reschedule? Me: No way. I may be out of commission, but my boyfriend is really looking forward to this. And so am I. I’ll be participating, in my own way. Eddie: Sweet. We get in late Friday, so maybe we can meet up on Saturday? Me: Perfect. You have our address. We’ll be here. When Jake returned with my dinner, I had already saved and deleted the extra pics Eddie had sent me, so when we compared text conversations, they looked mostly the same. I told him they’d be over on Saturday. Jake was concerned about me being sick, but I told him there was no way I’d let my little illness get in the way of this happening. After the last time, our sex life was undeniably better, and I wanted another jolt of that whether I could actively participate or not. Jake reluctantly agreed, and then got much more excited when he checked his phone and saw the pics they’d sent. By the time Saturday rolled around, I had worked Jake into a frenzy of anticipation. Some jerking off was all I could muster in my weakened state - this was the worst flu I’d ever had - and we had several hot sessions stroking our dicks as we looked at the cock pics Eddie and Bill kept sending. Jake is versatile, but knowing my ass was off limits, he realized it was up to him to satisfy these studs, and I assured him he was more than up to the task. He couldn’t deny he was looking forward to being a little bottom slut for our new friends in their short time here. When the doorbell rang, I was laying in bed reading through the text string Eddie and I had had on the app he recommended I download so we could communicate discreetly. We’d had multiple long exchanges over the past few days, and I shared with him what I had been up to with Jake’s PrEP. We came up with a plan - Eddie and Bill were happy to help Jake and me continue on the journey we started that weekend with Alex and Andre. As I heard introductions being made in the other room, I quickly retrieved full condom from my bedside table - the only load I could muster in the past couple days I had deposited in a rubber for today’s festivities - and put it under the bed. I also laid out two unopened rubbers and Jake’s little blue pill on his nightstand. I was back under the covers by the time the door opened and Jake peeked in to see if I was awake. I closed out the last few pics Eddie had sent me - a cum-stained piece of paper with HIV test results - and smiled and invited them in. Eddie entered the room and I literally gasped - his pictures truly did not do him justice. Tall, dark, and handsome didn’t begin to describe his magnetic good looks - he was a Latin god, with a smile that made you feel like you’d just made a new friend. His husband Bill followed, no slouch in the looks department, just a different beast entirely. Jake made the introductions and they both expressed disappointment that I wasn’t feeling well. I told them I was doing OK, and was really happy they were here - Jake and I were SO looking forward to their visit. And with that, I thought we might as well get down to it - we all knew what was on the agenda, so why bother with the formalities? I threw off the covers and moved over to Eddie, giving him a nice long grope before tugging at his tight t-shirt, lifting it off over his head revealing a chiseled chest with just a light dusting of fur. I growled as I undid his jeans and struggled to slide them over his muscled bubble ass. He was wearing a pair of light blue briefs, the fabric straining to contain what he was packing. I pointed him to the bed, where he lay down and watched as I repeated the process on Bill. The husbands now lay side by side in our bed in just their undies, as I gave Jake a meaningful smile and a wink and nodded toward them. He jumped on the bed and immediately fished Bill’s cock out of his briefs, taking it into his mouth. Eddie whipped his out, and Jake reached over and started jerking him as he sucked on Bill. I grabbed my stiffening cock as I watched my boyfriend eagerly service the cocks of two strangers he barely knew. Before things progressed too far, I grabbed the pill off the nightstand and pulled Jake’s mouth off Eddie’s cock - he had been going back and forth between the two enormous bones. I held up the pill and explained the ritual to our visitors, as if I hadn’t already explained it all in my texts. “As part of our agreement to play with others, we went on PrEP and we always use condoms. Because I’m not feeling up to it, the pleasure of playing with you two is all Jake’s.” With that, he stuck out his tongue and I put the pill on it. He swallowed it down, smiled at me, mouthing the words ‘I love you so much’ before leaning in and kissing me passionately. He then went back to sucking the two huge cocks before him as I sat in the chair opposite them and started stroking. I grabbed my phone and started documenting the scene - my boyfriend in a pair of jock briefs, his ass up in the air as he alternated sucking each cock in front of him. Eddie and Bill making out, smiling for the camera, winking at me as my boyfriend serviced them. I don’t ever remember being so turned on before. After a few minutes, Eddie moved behind Jake and parted his muscular cheeks, burying his tongue in my boyfriend’s hole. Jake moaned on Bill’s cock and ground his ass back against Eddie’s face, begging him to tongue him deeper. My boyfriend was being such a slut, which made me so damn horny. Jake reached over for one of the condoms and handed it back to me. I held it up to Eddie’s mouth and watched as he tore off a corner with his teeth. I pulled it out and took my time rolling it down over his enormous cock. I smiled at him and he went back to where he’d been earlier, next to his husband on the bed. Snagging another condom, I rolled it only Bill’s cock as I suggested to Jake “I think you should take turns riding them, babe.” Smiling at my suggestion, Jake smiled as he straddled Eddie and slid down onto his cock. I had the perfect view of my boyfriend’s hole stretching as he moaned and slid down on the big brown laytex-sheathed cock. Meanwhile, I stroked Bill, smiling as Eddie bottomed out in Jake’s hole - balls deep. Jake started moving up and down, getting used to being stuffed full. After riding him for a while, he stood up and moved over to Bill, squatting over his big dick as I pointed it straight upward, guiding it into my boyfriend’s loosened hole. He slid down easily and whimpered a bit as he took it to the hilt. I gave Jake’s dick a little squeeze as I shifted up and lay next to Eddie, who reached out and started stroking my cock as we watched our partners fuck. After we enjoyed the sights for a minute or so, Eddie leaned over, whispering for my benefit “I’m gonna dump my poz nut in your boyfriend’s hole, you evil little slut.” My dick involuntarily pulsated in his fist. I looked in his eyes, winked and nodded with a smile, as he got up to move behind Jake, who was still being pummeled by Bill. I followed, and wrapped my fist around Eddie’s huge cock, still in its intact condom. While Bill pulled Jake in for a kiss, I reached down with my fingernail and pierced the tip of the rubber, then gently pulled at the hole until it was about the size of a dime. I proceeded to stroke Eddie’s cock and pull down on the condom, watching as his beautiful brown dick head pressed against the hole, stretching the latex further and further until it emerged completely, the broken rubber still wrapped around his shaft. Eddie reached down and grabbed Jake’s hips, lifting him off Bill and pulling him back toward the middle of the bed. With one hand he guided Jake’s head to Bill’s balls as his partner stroked his shaft, and with the other, he fingered Jake’s now well-used hole, first one, then two, then three. He became increasingly aggressive with his fingering, and I noticed Jake twitch and jump a few times as his bowels were being scratched and his hole stretched even more. I guided Eddie’s bare cock head to my boyfriend’s hole as he pulled his fingers out, slightly tinged in pink slime. I watched as Eddie moved his weight forward and entered Jake in one long, slow stroke until just the base of the rubber was visible around his thick shaft at his pubes. Bill stroked with one hand and held Jake’s head on his balls as he winked at Eddie and me, as Eddie began to thrust. Every time he pulled out, I could see more of the rubber had shredded around his shaft and it was mostly just bare brown cock moving in and out of Jake’s hole. That sight, and the knowledge of what we were all doing, made Eddie realize he wasn’t going to last long. I saw Jake reach back at one point and touch the base of Eddie’s cock, and feeling the condom still there, returned his attention to Bill’s balls, even licking down into his hairy crack to tongue his hole. Jake was obviously feeling really slutty and horny, as he was moaning and pushing back on Eddie, likely squeezing around that huge dong pounding his hole. Eddie started breathing increasingly heavily as I pinched his nipples and ran my fingers down his lower back to his ass, tracing the biohazard tattoo on his cheeks as he thrust harder and deeper. The tell-tale signs increased and soon Eddie was growling, “I’m gonna nut!” I pushed on his ass, encouraging him as I muttered “Do, it man, go balls deep!” Grunting and he moaned a long “Fuuuuuuck!” holding still as he shot his load into my boyfriend’s hole, giving me an approving smile as his orgasm subsided, although holding himself firmly in place. Knowing the time was short to complete the deception, I leaned down and quickly reached under the bed, grabbing the full condom which Eddie made a show of slowly pulling out as Bill held Jake in place. We both admired the sight of his bare cock with the tatters of a broken condom around it, covered in Jake’s ass juices. I pulled what was left of the rubber off and hid it under the bed as I pretended to tie off the one with my own load. I moved down and quickly licked Eddie’s cock clean of any evidence, then dropped the full condom on the bed next to Jake. He looked up from rimming Bill, and smiled at me as Eddie encouraged him to sit on Bill’s cock again. In that brief window, I gave Bill’s condom the same treatment as I had Eddie’s, and then held his mostly-bare cock straight up as Eddie guided Jake down on it. We lay back and Eddie stroked my cock as we watched his partner’s bare dick slide in and out of my boyfriend’s hole. As Bill looked over Jake’s shoulder, Eddie and I mouthed words to him like, ‘Bareback him’ and ‘Seed his hole’. Our encouragements, in addition to the knowledge of what had just happened aided in pushing Bill over the edge. Pressing down on Jake’s hips, he helding his cock balls deep in Jake’s hole as rope after rope shot deep in my boyfriend’s guts. Jake leaned back, holding Bill inside him as he jerked off. I hopped up and stood next to them on the bed, my cock aiming at Jake’s face. We looked in each other’s eyes as we both stroked. I told him, “Babe, you were so slutty tonight, it turned me on so much. I just wanna shoot this load all over your whore face.” I never talk to him like that, but something about the moment made us both lose control and we exploded cum everywhere - him all over Bill’s chest and belly, me all over his sweet slutty face. After we came down from that high, Jake gently slid himself up and off Bill’s cock. As he reached down to take care of the rubber, he saw the state it was in. Reaching back, he felt his hole, which of course was dripping with cum. “Oh fuck, the condom broke!” All three of us chimed in with an ‘Oh fuck’ of his own, although I noticed, curiously, when I made my exclamation, my cock released one last spurt of cum. “What am I gonna do?” asked Jake.

On Tuesday I met up with a very dom top I'd been talking to for a week online, after years of anal chastity following some surgery. When I showed up at his place I was taken aback at first - the apartment was almost empty, with no furniture except a stripped twin-sized mattress on a box-spring and some shelves in the kitchen. The linoleum floors were filthy and gritty with tracked-in dirt, which got ground into my sweats when he shoved me to my knees. We both dropped an E as I started worshiping his cock; I'd barely got it wet before he spun me around and speared my unlubed hole. I melted into the bed as the roll began, staring at cum-stains on the wall while he pounded into my ass and throat, telling me how next time he was going to pimp my ass out to earn some cash. After three or four hours and at least two loads, he was ready to call it quits, but I needed more. I took the subway into Manhattan, hoping nobody would notice my dilated pupils or the cum leaking into my sweats. My next stop was the Blue Store, an infamous ABS with gloryholes in Chelsea. The cumdump gods must have been smiling on me, because the place was hopping. I grabbed an open booth and stripped totally naked, with a thick white cock waiting for me before I had a chance to put my clothes away. He fucked my mouth and came down my throat in only a few minutes, but was immediately replaced by a dark, lanky kid with a ripe but beautiful uncut dick. In a thick borough accent, he asked if I wanted his load up my ass, and I answered by taking it to the hilt. He tried to hustle me for $20 after he bred me, and when I said "no" he immediately dropped his request to $5. I paid up so he would leave the booth and make room for the next cock, although paying so little to get fucked was kind of a turn-on. I was alone for a minute or two after the hustler left, until a handsome, bearded guy came into the next stall and motioned for my cock. He gave great head, but that's not what I was there for. As soon as he let go of my dick I pulled it back and dropped to my knees, pressing my open mouth against the cum-stained partition. He gasped when I throated his cock to the root, and started fucking my face through the partition. Just as I was worried my throat might be getting fucked too raw, he told me to give him my ass if I wanted to get bred. I was already slack and leaking cum, and his cock slid in without any effort or lube. As he fucked me to orgasm, I noticed wet spots of cum on the floor, loads that had dripped from my hole while I was busy slobbering on anonymous dick. It was so depraved and filthy I had to do it - I started scooping up my dropped loads and sucking them from my fingers, while still getting pounded through the wall. The strokes into my ass got longer and slower, until my fucker buried his cock to the hilt and flooded my ass with more jizz. I expected a geyser of cum when he pulled out, but instead felt only a trickle running down my thigh. At that point it was late and my throat and hole were feeling pretty abused, so I headed back to Brooklyn, reeking of cum and temporarily satiated.

November 2001 I grew up in a smallish town in the middle of Oklahoma. The name doesn't matter because they're all pretty much the same. My dad was a contractor and my mom was a housewife and took care of me and my little brother. We went to church but only because everybody else did. They didn't force religion on us and were actually pretty liberal compared to our neighbors. I know for a fact they both supported Al Gore for President even though our state went red on election night. When it was my time to go to college, I picked a university in a Northern state where I knew there'd be more open-minded people. I loved it there and was doing well. No major yet, but I was thinking about trying for a degree in biology. The only bad part about my new location was that I had to drive home a few times a year for holidays. Mom was big on the big two: Thanksgiving and Christmas. When you drive through Nebraska and Kansas in a cold season, you pretty much know what a "Nuclear Winter" will look like. Everything is empty and dead. No life. I only had the company of other holiday travelers on the highway to remind me the world hadn't ended just yet. I brought along the cheeriest CD's I owned. B-52's and a Book of Love were my favorites. I'd memorized every word to every song, but it sure beat country & western, Christian music or talk radio where a bunch of old guys argued about when we should nuke the Middle East. 9/11 had happened only a few months ago and the belligerent patriotism really blossomed in this part of the country. Myself -- I was entirely sure it was a trick to get us into yet another war. I let endless repeats of "Love Shack" get me in a better mood. The scenery got much worse when I crossed the Kansas/Oklahoma border. Northern Oklahoma is spectacularly ugly. The dirt is red for reasons I learned about once but had already forgot. It was all corroded and rusted like some wrecked pickup in a scrap yard. At least they took care of the highways here. The state government was hopelessly conservative and corrupt but at least they could patch a pothole within minutes of it appearing. Up ahead I saw a guy standing on the shoulder of the road. Hitchhiker. I'd watched enough horror movies to know that you should never, ever pick up a person hitchhiking. Those stupid kids in "Texas Chainsaw Massacre" would still be alive if they hadn't stopped to give that one crazy guy a ride. As I got closer, I noticed that he looked mostly harmless. He was young, large-framed, bearded and appeared to be from the Mideast. In fact, he looked like one of the original hijackers they kept showing on CNN. No wonder he hadn't gotten a ride yet. As I passed him, I noticed he was wearing nothing but a denim jacket which was not enough to fight the cold of an approaching November night. I should have picked him up. He could freeze to death before any of the good Christians around here gave him a ride. Or he could get beaten up or maybe shot. This was gun country after all. I took the next exit and circled back around to get him. The fact that he was handsome had nothing to with it. Really. He lumbered up to my car with his backpack and a big smile. I let him in the passenger side. "Thanks! It's getting cold out there". "Where are you headed?" "San Antonio. How far you going?" "Just a few hundred miles South, but that'll get you a little closer, I guess." "Perfect. My name is Joe. My family is from Cuba and I need to go live with them after my adventures out West". "Nice to meet you, Joe. I'm Brice. What kind of adventures did you have?" "Mostly the bad kind. I went there to make it as screenwriter but everybody in L.A. already has a screenplay to sell. I was homeless for awhile and got into drugs and hustling. I burnt myself out and called Mama and begged to come home. Bad times". I turned up the heat because he was shivering. Only problem with that was that it enhanced his body odor in the car interior. He knew this. "I need a shower so badly". An idea came to me from out of nowhere. "Well, let's get a motel room somewhere. I'm getting tired of driving anyway. I've been on the road for almost nine hours". "You sure? I don't want to keep you from your plans". "I'm sure. I could fall asleep at any time and kill us both in a crash". "That would be so great. You're a nice guy, Brice". There was a billboard for a Super 8 motel coming up at the next exit. Bakersville. Ugh. I think I'd been here once. Let's just say it didn't make much of an impression. The parking lot was a little crowded. I'd forgotten a holiday was coming. Would there be any rooms available. There was one left, but it only had one bed. You take what you can get, I guess. Joe and Walked in and he was so happy with the warmth of the room that he didn't even notice there was only one bed. He lamented that he didn't have any clean clothes to change into. I'd brought way too many extra clothes with me and offered him the basics. "They'll probably be small on you, but it's the best I can offer". "Thanks. Are you from heaven or something?" "Not even close. My mom can wash your dirty stuff when we get there tomorrow". He was showering for a long time. I needed to call home. "Hello?" "Hi, Dad". "What's wrong? Are you OK??" "I'm fine. I just got so sleepy that I decided to pull into a motel and sleep here for the night". "Smart boy. I'l tell your mother". "I'm bringing a friend if that's alright". "A young lady?" "No. Just a friend who had no place to go for Thanksgiving". "Well, that'll be just fine. Your mother has made way too much food for us anyway". "See you tomorrow, Dad". The shower finally shut off, but he didn't emerge for a good ten minutes. He stepped out wearing my clothes which were comically small on him. He looked really good anyway. "Everything's a little tight, but I just couldn't get my big, stupid feet into the tube socks you gave me. Here", he said as he tossed them in my direction. "Hungry?" "Oh God Yes!!!" "Well there's no cafe here and I doubt there's a restaurant open anywhere in this town. Let me go get you some stuff from the vending machine". "Seriously? I would appreciate that so much. I'll find something on TV while you do that". I had so many dollar bills and quarters from paying tolls on the highways. I got him three chewy granola bars, a bag of popcorn, some chips, a Snickers bar and two Cokes. When I got back to the room, he was on the bed in just the undersized underwear I'd lent him. He was moderately hairy and that huge bulge in the tight underwear was very noticeable. I presented the loot I'd just purchased and he devoured everything quickly. Poor guy probably hadn't eaten for a long time. "That shower felt so good", he said while chewing, "I almost didn't want to get out. So I'm going to meet your family tomorrow? I wish I had something nicer to wear. Or at least a better pair of shoes. You didn't happen to bring any size 15 loafers with you, did you?" "No. Sorry. You won't be judged. My family is cool". I opened my Coke and took a sip. "Not so fast there, Brice. I got something to help that taste better. He reached into his backpack and produced a fifth of Captain Morgan's rum. I'd never had rum before. "Thanks, Where'd you get this?" "Last guy who gave me a ride was wasted and just gave it to me for no reason. Nice dude. This was in a town right outside of Wichita". "So I ad it to the Coke?" "Yeah. Drink a little and then keep adding it as the can gets less full". I did just that....and so did he. The TV was showing "Ordinary People" which was a movie I'd seen several times and loved. I was explaining the subtle performances to him when I noticed he was wearing cologne. ! Did he seriously have cologne in his pack? "You smell good -- is that cologne?" "Just a little. I like to not smell like the road sometimes". It was getting to me. I was in bed with a hot man with a probably big penis who smelled sexy. I stripped down to just my underwear and lied down next to him. His big feet blocked the right half of the screen, but I had memorized the movie already. I realized my soda can was empty already. So I just took swallows from the bottle. I was feeling magical. Tired, but magical. He took the bottle and kept it. "Can I tell you something, Brice?" "Sure. If you let me have one more sip from the bottle". He gave it to me. That last swallow was the end for me. No more. "I want to make love to you right now. What do you think of that?" "I guess I was hoping you would want that. I want that. But I have no idea what I'm doing when it comes to that". "I'm not done talking, Brice. I have no condoms with me, but I do have a disease that could go into you if we had sex. Tell me what we should do." I was sleepy and buzzed, but I knew what he was talking about. "Let's do this, Joe". "Call me Jose. That's my given name. And slide down to the bottom of the bed. And relax". I shimmied down until my bare butt was right there in the open. "There was lotion in the bathroom and I'm going to put some around your hole. And on my hard dick. Just lie still for a second. His huge fingers worked my asshole good with the slimy fluid. He stopped and I assumed he was coating his big Cuban dick as well. And then came the time. He put that head right into my ass. It wasn't so bad, but then it got painful as he moved in farther. I gasped but didn't yell. He kept going in. Deeper. It felt like I was breaking apart down there, but I didn't try to stop it. He was ruining me for good, and I was happy to let him. "Jose". "It's coming. No turning back for anybody now". He slammed into me rapidly and then stood still. He was cumming. I wish I could say I felt his dirty cum pulsate in my guts, but I didn't. He let out a long breath. "Get comfortable, Brice. It's almost midnight and you need rest. And, thank you." I was a little sore. But so tired. The TV was still on, but Jose muted it. I drifted off immediately. He said some words, but I didn't really hear them. Sleep. The next time I was aware of the world was almost 9 am in the morning. Jose had walked in with an arm of folded laundry. "I sweet-talked a maid into washing all our clothes. She even sprayed some super disinfectant into my shoes. We can hit the road whenever you're ready. We spent Thanksgiving at my house and ate and ate. Jose told part of his story, and my dad gave him bus money to San Antonio. I hadn't wanted that. I wanted him to come back with me and be my husband. But that's not what we happened. He promised to come visit me sometime soon, but I was still sad. I drove back home two days later. The red earth looked worse than it ever had.

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Part 1 Hi, My name is Jessica, 23 years old, 5'5, 105 pounds. I have a slim frame but my ex-boyfriends say that I have a very nice set of breasts and full and firm ass ?. i have blonde hair and blue eyes. Anyway I have just recently just finished my degree in international relations and decided to immediately take my master's degree. I really wanted to specialize in Middle Eastern politics so I searched for several universities in the Middle East that offered some sort of financial aid to international students. I ended up accepting an offer for a 2 year Masters degree in middle eastern politics in a university in Cairo. In order to give myself some time to adjust, I flew to Cairo two weeks before my term started. my parents had some reservations about sending me to Egypt, aside from the costs (I got a scholarship but you know, expenses would still add up eventually), they were also concerned about my safety, with all the security threats - terrorism and they've also heard that Arabs have a thing for white women like me so, there's that fear of me getting raped or harassed. I wasn't that concerned since I've always had a thing for Arabs anyway, it wouldn't be rape if it's consensual right? And also I've had my fair share of sexual experience with my previous boy friends (I had 3 in college, and 1 in HS all were safe of course). I thought that I might as well have some fun since I'm in a foreign country anyway hahaha. on my first day, I immediately felt that there were lots of eyes on me... was it because I wore things differently, I do tend to wear skimpy clothes or was it just because I'm white? Anyway I loved the attention that I was getting, guys were extra nice and smiled a lot. On my 2nd day, it was an afternoon and I was just hanging out in a local cafe, reading a book and suddenly a guy sat on the chair right in front of me, I was about to say that I preferred to be alone, but my oh my this guy was gorgeous, he was about 5'8, beautiful eyes, strong features and seemed to have a very toned built. He introduced himself and apparently he just finished his degree as well, he was 23 and was unemployed. His name was Hassan and we chatted for a bit talked about Cairo in General and the places I should go to before starting school... I couldn't really remember everything he was saying as I was just lost in his eyes and his beautiful face... until the conversation became a little bit personal. Hassan asked if I had a boy friend and I said no. He smiled and slightly laughed saying he couldn't believe it, he said that a beautiful girl like me should have a boy friend, then after a couple of minutes he became more forward and asked about sex, he asked if its true that American girls had sex all the time, and I said it depends but mostly just have sex every now and then but we're not like hypersexualized creatures or anything, he then asked about me, if I'd had sex and I said, a couple of times. He fell silent and I think he was shocked with how honest and open I was. After a few seconds he regained his composure and asked how I'd be having sex now that, I'm in Egypt and have no boy friend, to which I answered... "I don't need to have a boy friend to have sex" I also smiled a little showing that I liked him (gosh, I'm even more of a slut now than before, in America, I'd at least be drunk before I got to this stage of flirting) Hassan then asked me if I was okay with having sex with locals and I said "Hell, yeah!" He just laughed and I think that made him more aggressive, seeing that I was an easy catch, Hassan asked me to walk with him to his friend's place and I gladly did. It was just 4 or 5 blocks away and I ended entering this building, climbed several flights of stairs, and then we entered this room, it was actually a nice apartment, the inside was much better compared to how things looked from the outside, he said that a friend of his rents this place and we could hang out for a couple of minutes if like. I was like ... are you seriously asking me this now? Hahah and of course and I just replied with a simple yes, and cute smile. He got me some drinks and we watched some tv for a while, he sat beside me on the sofa and then he put his hands around my shoulders and then I felt he was already touching my boobs. He looked at me and then, I smiled and just went for it- I kissed him and he kissed back... gosh his such an amazing kisser... he then removed my shirt and he removed his, gosh he is even sexier than what I expected, chiseled chest with a little bit of hair and amazing abs... I licked his chest then his nipples and went back to kissing him. His hands were all over me and then he removed my bra and he went for my nipples, sucking them like a baby hahaha he loved it, he was fondling my other breast while he was sucking on the other one. He then removed his pants and underwear and there it was... one of the biggest dicks I've seen in my life... it was thick, cut and hairless. Probably 8 inches and almost as thick as a can of beer. I couldn't believe it but it hypnotized me... I found myself immediately playing with his cock head - licking it and sucking on it. As I sucked on him he kept moaning and grunting which made me even hotter for him... I then sucked his entire penis... and gosh was it really really big, I started to gag but it was also so amazing... a thick Arab cock in my mouth ... Yum. He was leaking pre cum and the salty taste made me want to suck him more. He put his hand on my head and started pushing it further into his cock until my nose reached his pubic hair... with that his cock was completely in my mouth and I started to lick his balls while my mouth was full... this made him go crazy and he became more aggressive. He removed my pants and my panty and we changed our positions... he dove right into my wet pussy... and started licking it. He then pushed a finger and another until 2 fingers were inside while his tongue was doing its magic... it was amazing... my ex boy friends weren't this aggressive and now I'm loving this... he then positioned his cock head on my pussy and started rubbing it into my pussy... the pleasure was amazing... such a big cock rubbing against my pussy's lips was so amazing... i couldn't help myself grabbed his head and I started kissing him, he was sweating and it was dripping on my face and my body, I usually preferred clean sex but this Arab god panting and sweating in front of me made me feel different... I licked his sweat and it made me even hornier. I asked if he had a condom and he said... no. Uhm what am I to do? I always played safe but this hot Arab specimen is right in front of me.., I thought maybe I could make an exception this time and told him to just shove his dick right in but to just not cum in me. And shoved he did... it was amazing. It made me jolt and the size made it a little bit painful but the way it stretched my vagina made me so full and it was like his penis was activating various nerve endings I never thought I had. He pounded me really hard... and then he'd go sensual... slowly pulling his cock half way out then slowly pushing it back in... again and again he did that then he'd go rough again. Until I heard him grunt and I realized he was cumming in me. I was in shock... this was the first time a guy ever came inside me but I also felt sexy... it was like sex was meant to be like this... raw and natural. I thought he was finished but after a few seconds he started to slowly pound me again... oh wow... this guys had stamina... he slowly pulled his penis out and pushed it back again slowly. He started kissing my neck and lips while caressing my breasts ... we were like that for maybe 15 minutes then I heard him grunt again and I knew he was cumming inside me for the 2nd time. My pussy was now very slick and it made me feel really hot. As he slowly pulled out his penis the thoughts and feelings involved with my first raw sex dawned on me and it pushed me over the edge... as he was slowly pulling out... I had one of my biggest orgasms in a long time. We then took a shower together while caressing each other in the shower and then got changed. We hung out for a few more minutes and then I decided that I had to get back to my dorm. He gave me his number and I gave him mine... we promised to stay in touch and as a left the room and walked through the narrow corridors of this old building. I noticed a handsome guy walking in my direction... this guy's maybe 5'9 a little bit more muscular than Hassan and gosh his eyes seemed to pierce through my soul... as I walked I noticed he was looking at me and was checking me out from head to toe. I felt embarrassed and I think I blushed a little... then after a few more steps our paths crossed and then later on I noticed he entered the room which I came from, he might be Hassan's friend... and I thought #1 That was close! And I couldn't help myself think what would have happened if he caught me and Hassan fucking on his couch. Haha

I was in London a few days ago and very horny to get fucked. I had posted on BBRT and on Craigslist. I received numerous hits, but they all seemed to be flakes: several of the guys were 'no shows', and the balance would want to chat and swap pics, but then dropped the conversation. London seems to have an overabundance of game players when it comes to online cruising. But then I began to chat with a guy who answered my Craigslist ad. He said he lived just a mile from my hotel and wanted to come over. I had not seen any pics of him, but his self description sounded nice. He said he was in his mid 50's, a very athletic and fit body, covered in thick, black/grey hair, large/thick cock that got and stayed rock hard. He told me that he wanted to get sucked and rimmed. And that if the chemistry was right, he'd fuck me, but he'd only fuck me if covered. Normally I would turn down getting fucked by a guy wearing a condom, but on this occasion I was getting desperate to get fucked, and, as everything else he said about himself sounded great, I invited him over. Within about 35 minutes, he was knocking on my hotel room door. I opened the door to find a very attractive Middle Eastern man standing there. I invited him inside. "Are you okay with how I look?" he asked? "Fuck, yeah," I replied. We both began to undress. Then he stood before me in just his undershirt, briefs and socks. I stepped up to him and rubbed his chest and his already hard cock through his white briefs. Then I dropped to my knees and put my mouth on the bulge in his shorts. I chewed on it for a moment, then pulled his waistband over his hard cock and took his thick cock head into my mouth. I worked his cock as I pulled his briefs down and helped him step out of them. Next he pulled his undershirt up and over his head. I looked up to see his very sexy, hairy chest above me as I made love to his now rock hard cock. He sat on the edge of the bed and I continued to suck on his very large and thick cock. My tongue slid into his large piss hole in his mushroomed sized cockhead. Then I licked up and down the underside of his cock, working my way down to his balls, on which I licked and sucked. He moaned as I did this. I then licked under his balls and he moaned even louder. Then I lifted his legs a bit. He got the hint and pulled his legs up to his chest as I began to lick and eat his very hairy asshole. I spread his hole and got my tongue deep up inside his tight hole. I lapped my tongue across his hole and he was groaning with pleasure. Then he flipped over onto his knees and climbed up further onto the bed. I took some deep sniffs of my poppers and pressed my face into his hairy ass and again ate his hairy hole. I came up for air, "Wanna fuck me?" I asked? "Not yet. Keep eating my hole," he answered. I continued to eat his hole, then he flipped back onto his back and I went back to sucking his cock. I couldn't believe how large and hard his cock was for a man his age. The hardness was like a kid in his 20's, not a guy in his late 50's. Whether is was from a little, blue pill or not, I could care less. I was loving this rock, solid cock in my mouth. Finally, he reached for my ass and fingered my hole a bit. "Okay, I want your ass," he remarked. I got off the bed and grabbed my lube, took care of my hole and then presented the bottle to him, knowing he had said he had said he would only fuck with a condom, but I didn't offer him one. I had a few in the drawer. But would only pull one out if he insisted. I climbed back onto the bed and put my ass up towards him. I was expecting him to ask for a condom, but he never did. He lubed his cock and put his hard cock head up to my hole. I started to sniff the poppers deeply, as I felt him begin to press into me. "Take it slow, please," I asked. The thickness and hardness of his large cock would take a little time, however, soon he was balls deep in me and began to pump in and out of me with some speed and power. He was soon slamming into me, making a loud slapping sound as his pelvis slammed against my ass. He had grabbed my shoulders and was ramming up into me. I had to take some more popper sniffs, but it was feeling great. "You like my dick?", he asked. "Fuck, YEAH," I answered. His cock was rubbing against my prostate and I was in bottom/pig heaven. Bam! Bam! Bam! His cock was ramming into me. Then he reached under me and pinched my nipples as he fucked me. That really gets me going. I was soon cumming myself as he fucked me and pinched my nipples. When I began to cum, that set him off. Now, he was groaning, growling and grunting as he filled my ass with his load. I was squeezing my ass on his thick cock as it throbbed in my ass. He continued to thrust into me for quite some time as he emptied every drop of his seed into me. Finally he pulled out of me in a quick withdrawal and then jumped off the bed and went into the bathroom to wash off his dick. I dressed as I heard the water in the sink running. He came out. His now soft cock, still thick and long hanging down between his legs. He dressed in silence then said, "You've got my email address. Let me know when you're back. I'm married and it's sometimes difficult to get away. But I'll fuck you anytime I can," he remarked as he left my room.

The bio haz I want once I convert

Part 2. Fortunately, Jake is a very heavy sleeper. After a few hours of dozing, I rolled over and felt Andre’s hard body next to mine, his chiseled chest rising and falling with his sleeping breath. I raised my head and looked at Alex lying in bed next to him, lazily stroking his dick, obviously unable to sleep after getting fucked but not having had a chance to blow his own load. Ever a gracious host, I decided to assist my guest. Slipping out of bed, I walked over to Jake’s side of the bed, reached down, grabbing Alex’s hard cock and giving it a warm squeeze as I put one finger from my other hand up to my lips. I tugged on him for a bit before reaching out my hand and motioning for him to get out of bed. He shifted his weight to gingerly extricate himself from my boyfriend’s sleeping body and stand next to the bed. Again, I grabbed his dick and led him from the bedroom into the kitchen. As soon as we reached the kitchen, I dropped to my knees and swallowed his beautiful cock. He moaned gently and put his hand on the back of my head as I looked up at him, my mouth full of hard uncut dick. I could taste his sweet precum on my tongue as I took him deep into my throat, showing off my stellar oral skills. I ran my hands over his muscular body as I serviced his cock, enjoying the feeling of his rock hard pecs and abs under my fingertips. How the fuck did I get so lucky to find this sizzling hot couple and get them into my house, and soon into my hole? I pulled Alex’s dick from my mouth and smiled up at him as I stroked him. Standing up, I brought my lips to his and kissed him deeply. I brought my mouth to his ear and whispered, “You’re going to fuck me now, Papi.” With that, I turned around and put one hand on the kitchen island and guided his raw cock to my hole. Confused, he quietly asked “What about a rubber? We didn’t bring any from the bedroom.” Moving to step into the bedroom to grab a condom, I gestured for him to remain as I squeezed his cock, bringing a huge drop of pre to his head. I held him close and just shook my head, again giving him the silent sign with one finger to my lips. I rubbed his dick head against my hole, still slick and opened up from Andre’s raw fucking a few hours ago. Alex had no idea his boyfriend’s load was inside me. Pulling on him, I felt his head pressing against my ass lips, the pressure increasing until it finally popped inside me. I looked back at him and winked and smiled, and he caught on to the fact that I wanted him inside me bareback, that this was not just an oversight on my part. I felt Alex’s hands go to my hips and I felt more of him slide inside me. His cock was so thick - it wasn’t as long as Andre’s, but it made me feel more full somehow as he pushed deeper into me. I heard him let out a little moan as he finally bottomed out inside me, balls deep. He let it rest there for a moment - the feeling was so incredible. But before long I started to move against him, wiggling my hips a bit and pushing back, showing him I was ready for more. He pulled out so just his head was in me and then thrust back in all the way. It was all I could do to not cry out in pleasure, but as deep a sleeper as Jake is, I knew I couldn’t be too loud. Alex picked up his pace and fucked me steadily for several minutes - I was in fucking heaven and knew I needed his special load deep inside my ass. Just then, I heard a shuffling in the next room. Alex hesitated, but I knew if it was Jake it was already too late to hide what we were up to, so I squeezed my hole around him and hoped he would stay inside me. Looking over my shoulder, I watched as Andre entered the kitchen, carrying a couple condoms and a medicine bottle with him, a huge grin on his face as he saw his boyfriend fucking me. He put the rubbers on the island, popped open the PrEP bottle, and placed the pill on the head of his cock, bringing it over to my mouth. Alex never stopped fucking me as I swirled my tongue around Andre’s head, taking it and the Truvada into my mouth. Andre pushed deeper until I was gagging on his huge cock, getting spit roasted by these two amazing stud boyfriends. After a moment, I pushed Alex out of me and repositioned him on his back on the island. I straddled him and sat down on his big dick, then leaned back so my back was against his chest. Lifting my knees to my chest, my hole stretched to what felt like capacity, I nodded to Andre to come join us. As he moved into position, I stuck out my tongue, showing him the little blue pill still there. He grabbed it off my tongue, showed it to Alex who just moaned a little, and chucked it across the kitchen into the sink. Andre lined up his massive black cock and rubbed the head against Alex’s shaft. He pressed and pressed until finally the rim of my hole gave way and allowed him entry. Just the very tip at first, but that opening encouraged him to go a little harder. I yelped a bit, but Alex’s hand went right to my mouth. Andre smiled at the sight and just kept pushing. I couldn’t believe the sensation - not one but two huge raw cocks entering my asshole, while my boyfriend slept blissfully on the other side of the apartment. It hurt like hell at first, but the fantasy come true made me forget all that and focus on opening up and letting him in. I could barely believe that I could make it happen, but before I knew it, Andre was halfway inside me. At that point, Alex started to move his hips slightly, in time with Andre’s gentle thrusts - obviously they had done this before and knew how to open a boy up. Each thrust of their thick dicks got just a bit deeper until they were alternating balls deep with the other halfway. I’d never felt anything like it before. Their hands were all over my body, and they were obviously enjoying themselves as they plunged into me. With Alex balls deep, Andre gave an almost imperceptible signal and Alex stayed in me. Andre then pushed in all the way himself, and leaned over and whispered, “We’re both all the way inside you, slut! How does it feel to have two poz cocks up your gaping, torn-up hole, with no rubber and no little pill to protect you?” I moaned and just gyrated my hips a bit in response, trying to see if I could coax a little more of each of them inside me. From underneath, Alex’s mouth went to my other ear and said, “You know we are going to seed you - we are both gonna shoot our toxic loads in your wrecked hole. Is that what you want, you fucking whore?” I nodded my assent. “Say it,” he demanded. “I want your hazardous semen inside me, and I want it to take root. I’ve been faking my part of our Truvada ritual for a month now, in anticipation of finding the right man or men to seed my hole properly. You two are those men, I’m sure of it. You’re doing things to my hole that are unnatural - it’s not supposed to be open like it is, but it’s perfect for what I want. You’re both going to dump deep into my exposed rectum, and I have nothing to stop the virus from taking over my body. I want it, Alex! I want it, Andre! Please, share your bug with me! Give me your disease!” With those words, they both increased their pace. Andre leaned over my shoulder and made out with Alex, almost like I was providing them a chance to bond together, but it wasn’t even about me. But their cocks were both in my wide-open stretched hole and they were pounding it harder and harder as they approached the moment of truth. Finally, I felt them both go deep and hold in there. If it was possible, I felt them swell even thicker just as they both cried out and exploded deep in my guts. Ropes and ropes of toxic cum spewed forth into my bowels, and even as their cocks were still spurting into my hole, I shot my own load, without even having touched myself. Alex ran his fingers through my load which had coated my chest and face, brought dollops of cum to my mouth. Naturally I licked his fingers clean. Smiling down at me and Alex, Andre admired the scene underneath him - sweaty bodies on the kitchen counter, bodies covered and filled with cum. And two unused condoms on the other side of the island. After we caught our breath, I gave each of them a deep, meaningful kiss and said, “Thank you” while looking them in the eye. I then went to the refrigerator, grabbed some juice and a squeeze bottle of mayonnaise, then picked some fruit off the counter and put it all on a tray. The coffee, always on a timer at our house, had finished brewing at some point during our marathon fuckfest on the island. I grabbed the condoms, unwrapped and unrolled them, then squeezed a few big blobs of mayo into each one, tying them off and putting them on the tray with the breakfast. Grabbing the medicine bottle, I lead my lovers back into the bedroom, where I awoke my boyfriend with a kiss on the lips and placed the tray on the bed. “Sorry honey, we got a little carried away in the kitchen making breakfast. But I have no doubt these two studs will be up for round three in no time. They have a gift for getting it up.”

This is a true story, part of it happened today, but it has also been happening occasionally for the last couple years. I am a bottom only, and I bareback. I used to just sometimes bareback, but I am "all in now." Anyway, I really like the feeling of cum up the ass; so much that I will put a butt plug in right after sex, and walk around like that for an hour or two. It always feels better after my hole has been well used with a couple loads or more. I typical use a standard butt plug shape, but bought one that springs out into a V after insertion today. The one guy with a decent load followed by that V shaped butt plug felt more intense than a half dozen loads with a normally shaped butt plug. I can't wait to slide this fucker in after multiple loads. Even better, they make a large "claw version" with four spreader fingers that I will get next time I am near the sex shop. Anyway, I wonder how many people are like me, and wear butt plugs after sex to retain the cum, and how many are turned on by seeing/fucking someone and then watching or participating to seal up that big hole?

... or what about these two?

Craving Toxic laods

The Early 90's I know everybody has a friend that they don't quite remember ever wanting as a friend. But a best friend? Ethan was technically my best friend, but mostly I just put up with him. We met at a party a few years ago. This was back when I had to force myself to socialize. I was new to the city and barely 23. I would have much rather stayed home, gotten stoned and played Nintendo. In an effort to meet people and not be a hermit, I did volunteer work. I was involved with Planned Parenthood, a few homeless shelters and also an gay activism group. I almost dropped out of that last one because it was so full of politics and egos. Because I was new and considered just a "kid", I was relegated to the back of the room -- at a table full of newspapers that I was supposed to scan for any mention of homosexual news and then cut them out with scissors. It was tedious. The only fun part was that when the phone rang, there was a battle among about three people on who would answer it. Through all of these outside activities, I did manage to meet a few people. One of them invited me to a party he was throwing. I had a beer and did my best to mingle, but I wasn't very good at it. I found myself in the kitchen which is where things were usually livelier. And they were that night. The center of attention was this tall, reddish-blonde guy who had apparently insulted somebody else and was trying his best to defend himself. I found an open space to stand and looked on with interest. The guy defending himself immediately looked at me and said "You! What's your name?" "Joey" "I'm Ethan. Come here..." I went and stood awkwardly next to him. "Look at this guy", he demanded, pointing at a chubby gray-haired man sitting at a kitchen table. Judging by his angry expression, I guessed him to be the insulted one. "All I said is that he should dress like Ursula The Sea Witch... you know, from "The Little Mermaid" for Halloween. Is that 'mean'?" I should have stayed home. "Well. That could be fun. Or maybe a vampire." Unwittingly, I had just diffused the whole scene and everybody broke up into little group conversations. Ethan pulled me aside and said, "Thanks, Joey. I knew it was probably going to offend him as I said it. I talk too much and my filters don't always work". "No problem. Get those filters fixed and you'll be fine". "I will. And now that we're friends I know you'll help me talk less and listen more". He took my hand and led me around the party, introducing me to random people as his "best friend Joey". I didn't really get a chance to talk to anybody because Ethan was always chattering in my ear. I'd had exactly one beer the whole evening and needed something stronger. "Hey Ethan -- can you get me a vodka tonic or something close?" "Absolutely. Wait right here, buddy". A woman in her forties came up from behind me and introduced herself as Lucille. She did work with the quilt project and seemed genuinely nice. "Watch out for that guy. I'm almost certain he has a form of autism. Or some disorder. He's unstable". Right then Ethan approached with my drink. "Oh, go gossip among the other hens, Lucy". He wasn't pleased she was talking to me. The vodka tonic was bigger and stronger than I had wanted, but I needed it. "Finish that and we'll leave". "And go where?" "It's Friday night and I want to hit at least one club". "Well you go ahead. I've had a long week at work and just want to go home and sleep".e "That's nuts. You're young and need you to help me look for my perfect guy".c The drink was really strong. He brought me another which was just as good. Well, now I really didn't have much of a choice but to let him drive me out of here. he was my best friend after all. We got to his car and sat for a few seconds. "So where are we going, Ethan? And what kind of guy is your 'perfect guy'?" "Let's go to Chub's. It's close. I'm looking for a young, innocent guy who's in good shape. Someone trusting. Someone exactly like you, actually." "Huh?" "Serious. I would want to hook up with you if we weren't best friends. Not now anyway. Let's just go and keep your eyes out for people exactly like you, OK?" "OK". The place was fairly full, but not annoyingly so. We sat next to each other at the rectangular bar. Ethan paid for two drinks and two shots. He put his hand on my knee several times as we continued to chat. He finished his drink and announced he was going to go circle the place and start his search. I sat alone for a bit and than was chatted up by this older black guy who asked me why I was here with 'that Ethan character'. "No idea. I just met him at a party. He's not so bad". In a flash, Ethan was back. He stood between me and the other guy -- who abruptly left. "Your turn. Look for someone exactly like you. If you find a guy for you, that's ok too". He'd bought a pack of cigarettes and offered me a lit one. What the hell? I got up to make the rounds with a full drink and a cig. I sure didn't see many guys my age. The ones most like me didn't look so much innocent as they did predatory. I was drunk and didn't want to cruise for him any more. I got back to where Ethan was and told him I needed to go home. "Yeah. This is place is full of the usual suspects. I've seen them all and they've seen me". We went back to my tiny apartment and Ethan made himself comfortable right away. He took off his big shoes. and plopped on the couch. He tried to turn on the TV, but I wanted to be alone and sleep. I could not figure out to tell him. "Ethan.... "Yeah?" "That TV is hooked up to my Nintendo. The TV I watch shows on is in my bedroom, but...." "OK. Let's go." He found it on his own. I was stuck with him for the night. He'd already removed his socks and his jeans. "Wait! You need to know that we aren't going to have sex. OK? I'm tired and just not into you at all. No offense". "Of course we're not going to do anything. We're best friends. Let me just crash here tonight and I'll take you back to your car in the morning". "That'd be great'. The TV was still off. After getting undressed I got in bed next to him. We were both laying face up. "You're a virgin, Joey. Am I right?" "I suppose". "I want an innocent virgin guy who looks decent and trusts me....because I have this certain fetish". "What?" "I have HIV and want to give my strain to a pure boy. I want to so badly. I got a girl pregnant in college and she dropped out. I figure she'd probably had an abortion, but who knows? I love the idea of changing someone on the inside. After that I tried to knock up as many sluts as I could...until I realized I liked men better. And at some point, I got infected". I was silent and staring at the end of his bed. His large toes were flexing and curling as he talked. "I know it's weird. I don't really understand it myself. What are you thinking?" I was so drowsy. "I think you need Jesus". We laughed. "Thanks for letting me get all that out". He kissed me on the cheek and then rolled over to sleep. I was already halfway to a dream that was waiting for me. Over the course of the night, Ethan kept rolling my way and I could feel the huge bulge in his briefs. A few times it was rock hard. When we woke in the morning, he had an arm draped around me. After that night, Ethan was in my life for good. He moved into my building and was always around. He brought pizza or wine or a video every time he came by. I flat out told him I wouldn't go to bars with him anymore. He had to that on his own. It was a relief not to have to deal with him for a whole evening, but he'd usually show up before going to see what he was wearing and give my stamp of approval. I'd give him a good look-over. He was pretty hot. Tall, good build and handsome. The only issue with his face was his glasses. He must need a prescription because the lenses made his look smaller and changed the shape of his head. If I'd mentioned that, he wouldn't go out. I'd mention contacts another time. "You know I wouldn't have to go through with this if you'd just let me breed you. Then I could be happy at last". "Just go. You look great." This became a nightly thing for a few months. He never found his perfect mate. Then he got the idea in his head that if he worked out at a gym he'd attract more flies to his web. So after that, he'd drop by to flex for me and ask about his progress. I liked it. His shoulders were wider and his arms looked amazing. At some point, somebody else must have mentioned the thing about his glasses because he got contacts. It made a big difference. He'd drop by and I found myself just staring into those eyes as he blathered on and on. Now that he was all buff he started wearing tank tops which suited him very well. He'd stop by for an appraisal before heading to the bars. "You are looking so good tonight, Ethan. You should try that bath house over on Strode St. You will be mobbed by admirers". "Been there?" "No. But I see their ads in the day newspaper all the time". "I've gone there twice. Everybody there is infected or will be soon. I can't believe you want to send your best friend to a goddamned bath house instead of just letting me fuck you". "You'll have fun. Just don't think about your fetish so much. Or pretend each guy you fuck is a virgin". "Fine. See you tomorrow". I was glad he left because I wanted to get high and listen to the new Depeche Mode CD I'd purchased. It was so good. I got so stoned while listening. I tried playing Nintendo for awhile, but I was just too blasted at that point. I lied on my back and let the music wash over me. Ever notice how personally meaningful songs become when you're extremely stoned? "Personal Jesus" meant something so deep at that point. As did "Enjoy the Silence". Hell, I could have listened to The Archies and found nirvana at that point. I blissed out and slept on the floor for a minute or two. KNOCK. KNOCK. Oh fuck. Ethan. I had to find the door before I could let him in. The music was still blaring when he made his way over to the stereo and turned it down. "Goddamn, Joey. You can smell weed through the whole hallway. Is that why you wanted to get rid of me? So you could get fried?" "How was the bath place, Junior?" "Junior? You are so fucked up. Where's your stash? I want to be on your level". I gave it to him. He rolled a giant fat joint and lit it. We shared it, but I let him have most of it. I was past Jupiter already. I have some memory of him carrying me to bed and getting in next to me. i was cold and pulled the blanket over us. I turned and slept with my cheek on his shoulder. The last thing I remember is smelling his deodorant. And then just dreams. It was somewhere around dawn when I woke up. I needed hydration badly. I slipped out of bed and realized I was completely naked. I never slept naked. I went to the kitchen and drank a big glass of water. When I got back to bed I saw Ethan was still sleeping and I crawled back beside him. I was horny as hell at that point. Still sleepy, but hard as a rock. I got close to him and reached my hand down to caress his bare ass. He didn't stir. I then reached for his dick. It was soft, but got a little harder and heavier the longer I kept rubbing it. Still he slept. The mood had passed for me and I decided to try and go back to sleep. Too late. He'd woken up and pretty much had a sense of what I'd been doing. "Was I dreaming, Joey? My dick is so hard right now and I think it's because you were massaging it. Am I right?" I'd been caught. Whatever. I wanted to sleep now. "You were dreaming, Ethan". "No. No I wasn't. Do it some more. Please?" I didn't move. I pretended to make deep breathing sounds like I was asleep. But he wasn't fooled. He turned me around and kissed me hard. The lamp was on. He was so handsome and affectionate. I met the force of his kiss and put some intensity into it. And then he was on top of me. We kissed madly like we were in the movies or something. "I'm so in love with you, Joey." "No. You're just horny. That's not love". "OK. I'll prove my love. Even though I've wanted to fuck you for two years now, I'm going to stop. Ill just beat off and let you sleep. This was my chance and I'm letting it go because you mean so much to me". He was sincere. He'd always been sincere...ever since I met him. I could hear him jerk off. I told him to stop. "Why?" "Because I want you to fuck me, Ethan. I want to have your seed inside of me'. "Are you sure?" "Yes. Because I love you too. I guess in a way I always have. Just please go easy". "Well, it will be a little painful for you, but I'll help out when I can". I was ready. I think. He spread my legs wide apart and positioned himself and his cock just right. "When you first feel my cock enter you, just push out your asshole like you're taking a shit. The more relaxed you are the better. Here we go". It hurt no matter how much I tried to "push out". I also knew you couldn't try to relax. You either were or weren't. Meanwhile, he's gotten an inch or two into me. He leaned down and kissed me. The kissing relaxed or got me hot enough for him to get all the way in. "Yeah! Joey! I'm going to finally breed you!" He just kept thrusting like a machine and kissing my mouth. I grabbed his butt as his jabs got more violent. "Here it comes, baby. I'm infecting you and changing you....forever." He was suddenly motionless as he unloaded his toxic sperm into my formerly-virgin ass. He rolled over on his back and let out a long sigh. He'd done what he'd always wanted to do. We were so exhausted that we slept until almost noon. Another month went by and we got an apartment together. I went to the local clinic and got tested. HIV-. "That just means we have to keep trying", he announced. And we did. We fucked every night. A month later I got tested again. Still negative. Month after month with no infection. We stopped worrying about it and just enjoyed each other. I learned how to love eating his ass and he decided he loved having his toes sucked. We were happy. And then I came home from the clinic with a positive HIV test. We celebrated and Ethan even shed a tear or two.

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irthday Gifts Cast of Characters Paul: 18 (birthday Boy) b. 1999 Sean: 21 (middle brother) b. 1996 Kyle: 24 (oldest Brother) b. 1993 William: 26 (uncle) b. 1991 Charles: 41 (Dad) b.1976 Josie: 41 (Mom, Lesbian), b. 1976 Sally: 43 (mom’s live in girlfriend) b. 1974 Cody: 18 (Diver, BFF, cuddle buddy) b. 1999 Jose: 18 (Soccer player, Boyfriend) b. 1999 Frank: 59 (Grandfather) b. 1957 Assorted other twinks, daddies, persons 18-71 I can’t say I have a really normal family, as many of my friends can confirm we are unique. Let me introduce myself and my family so you can see just how not normal we are. I’m Paul, born when everyone was parting like it’s 1999, throwing caution to the wind in preparation for the millennium. I’m 6’1” and weigh in somewhere around 145, I have deep blue eyes sandy blond hair and a athletic build. I swim and dive competitively and play soccer in the fall. I have two brothers, Sean who just turned 21, a junior in college studying medicine. He is 6’ and carries a 160 pound frame. He also is athletic and played football in high school. Then there's Kyle. He is 24, 6’2 and 160 pounds, has a hot athletic body. In high school he both played basketball and wrestled. Kyle is a grad student at the local university which both he and Sean attend. Then there is William, my uncle, who is more like a big brother than an uncle. My Dad Charles has always encouraged me to bond with his little bro as our ages were so much closer, so Uncle Will, my brothers and I are a close knit family. Even my Grandpa Frank would come around and wrestle with us boys. Now one thing I haven’t mentioned is the Gay Gene - it runs rampant in my family. Grandpa Frank has had a string of lovers, spare “uncles” for us through the years. William was a late baby that he had conceived with Grandma during a night of rambunctious partying in the 90’s. Dad and mom dated in high school to silence the rumors and both really wanted kids, so during their senior year Dad jerked into a cup and Mom inseminated herself with a kitchen implement. I don’t think they ever actually had sex in all the years they had been married. Each went through life with with one or another partner, weaving themselves into the fabric of our lives. Well today is my birthday. I'm sure what my family has planned - if anything at all, but you only turn 18 once, so I think they have something up their sleeves. Today started out as any other Friday: my middle brother awoke me when his alarm went off at 6:00 AM. I was met in the kitchen by my mom and older brother who happened to be home for a change. I think he was dropping off his laundry for mom to handle. I ate a quick protein rich breakfast then headed out to school to see if I could catch Cody at the pool and swim some laps with him before school officially started. Cody was already in the pool when I arrived and smiling his usual big shit eating grin when he generally saw me. We each did 12 laps then rinsed off and dressed for class. Classes seemed boring, and dragged on, it seemed like the clock was going two clicks forward and three back. School only had a month to go till graduation and I was beginning to look forward to being valedictorian this year. My grades were off the charts, even in my AP classes. Sixth period finally arrived and I headed back to the gym and aquatic complex to do my training in the pool. After an hour or so I noticed my middle brother standing on the side of the pool. He told me he had stopped by to pick me up. Now I knew something was in the works. As I finished my last laps my hunky brother came down to the pool and offered me my towel as I exited the pool. He went so far as to actually wrap it around my shoulders and patting my back dry. I began to harden up in my Speedo trunks, as he walked me back to the locker room. As we opened the locker room door and I walked towards my locker he directed my away from my locker and into the team room. Now, the team room was were the various sports teams would come together before a meet or event and get a pep talk from one or all the coaches. As we entered the room, I was greeted by a lot of my jock friends, a couple of the coaching assistants. All were weating athletic gear denoting their sport. I am a huge sports gear nut, so seeing them all wearing the gear and only a jock straps boned me up. Soon I was tenting my swim trunks as the Lycra was not able to confine my monster snake. They all sang happy birthday to me and then Cody and Jose began rubbing on me, paying close attention to my raging cock. My towel soon disappeared, soon followed by Cody slipping my trunks off my legs, having me lay down on the bench. Jose and I had been going out together for a year but we only kissed and cuddled. We never did anything particularly sexual, beyond groping each other, but today, on my 18th birthday, Jose slipped his cock to my lips, moistening them with his precum. Opening my mouth in invitation, Jose slipped the knob into my moist throat, his eight inches sliding down effortlessly. Some would label me a natural cock sucker. As I deep throated Jose, I felt a warm mouth envelope my rock hard cock, which made it even harder - if that was possible. I guessed Cody was sucking my dick, but as I was busy being skull fucked by Jose, I couldn't take the time to confirm as much. In any event, Jose and (I assume) Cody both worked me over for a while. I sensed the other dozen guys had closed ranks. Several of the guys were stroking themselves, a few were massaging a buddy's cock, and still a couple had progressed to rendering head to a teammate. We were having an orgy in the team room. This was wild. Sean had moved up in the crowd and was standing beside Cody who had stopped sucking my raging boner. I lay there, my cock dripping with precum. Without saying a word, Cody lowered himself on my shaft, impaling himself on my nine and a half inch tool. Holy shit. I was fucking my BFF, as, at the same time, I deep throated my boyfriend. Sean dropped down and was working the area between where my cock was penetrating Cody and my virgin hole. The sensation was incredible. As his saliva dripped onto my ass pucker he began fingering it into my hole, sliding his finger in and out, touching a spot that drove me into orbit. Then he withdrew his fingers from my ass, and slid two fingers into Cody's ass, alongside my cock. Naturally Cody groaned in pleasure. Jose pulled his cock from my throat and made me worship the head and top of the shaft while Sean pushed Cody into position so he was laying on my torso. Cody and I began to make out and as we aso tried to service Jose’s rigid shaft. Sean, however, decided then to align his cock with mine, pushing against Cody's puckered rosebud, sliding back and forth until the head stretched out Cody’s hole and popped in. Suddenly Cody was tight again: not only was I was sloshing around in Cody's boy cunt, my brother’s cock was riding next to mine as both of us pumped his tool in and out of the Cody's ass, pistoning in sync and alternate strokes. At that moment Sean leaned down and whispered in Cody’s ear just loud enough for me to hear “Ready for a second dose of my toxic seed boy? It felt great lubing you up earlier with my poisoned cum so you could ride my little brother's hard cock. Now, take my poz cum, you little diver whore.” Sean began pumping seed into Cody’s stretched and sloppy ass. I could feel his cock pulse against mine with each spurt. This pushed me over the edge and I also blew my load into Cody, so he took both of our loads, which filled his ass, each of us blowing until neither could spurt any more cum. Jose, sensing our climax, began shoot his load between our mouths, covering our faces with his spunk. Several other guys also stepped forward, each spraying his load across our bodies. Sean leaned down and licked the cum from Cody’s back and ass. As we pulled out a couple of the guys leaned in and licked the cum from Cody’s gaping hole. One or two even mounted him as he lay against my chest, each pumping his seed into Cody's hot cummy orifice.

Finale James fixed his life over the next few weeks. He got pornhub and xtube and xvideo to take the video down and then got the tumblr guys to take it down too. James let a few of the tumblr guys fuck him so they'd take it down. James even drove to Milwaukee so one guy could fuck him. The guy lived up to his word and took it down. James sister had seen the video and called to make sure he was okay. Fortunately James' parents hadn't seen it, or if they did, they certainly didn't bring it up. And, as only a few discrete gay boys at the firm saw it before he got it down, it seemed as if both the work environment and his family were okay. Of course James' friends had all seen it. They all knew the safe sex jock top had turned into a slutty bareback bottom. James had tried to lie his way through it, but he couldn't. They had all clearly seen his face and heard his voice begging for the top's cum. A top, who, by the way, whose name James still did not know. After due thought, James decided to give up on lying and just be himself. A few months later, James was now a regular at both Steamworks and Man's Country. He didn't care who fucked him and preferred they fucked him bareback. He asked them all to cum inside him. He liked having it happen in a public spot so guys would watch. It made him feel even sexier being the center of attention. Over the next year, James became the bottom everyone had fucked. James no longer cared what people thought of him. He loved taking cocks and their cum in his ass. James was happy.

Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire James was busy at work. He was working on a case and was doing 80 hour weeks. His hookups were limited to guys in the Loop. Most of them were out of towners at hotels. That was fine with James. He didn't want everyone in town knowing he was getting fucked bareback. Some of these guys were 20s/30s/hot 40s who James would've checked out at the bars. Others were guys with really big cocks. James got so horny at times that he had to have the cock, no matter who it was attached to. He'd been working like this for months. He needed a night out. Mike's birthday was the perfect occasion. James left work at 8, went home to shower, change, douche, and meet up with the guys. He met up with them just after they finished dinner. He apologized to Mike for being late (work....yadda, yadda). To James surprise, Dustin was at dinner. He didn't think they knew each other that well. What James didn't know is that Mike and Dustin had begun to see each other. Later that evening at the bar, Mike was telling the story of Dustin fucking him for the first time and how great it felt when Dustin's cock exploded. James looked horrified. Dustin and Mike looked at James and each other. Another guy asked what was wrong, James said; "That's gross. I can't believe you let him fuck you without a condom the first time you fucked." James walked away. He was pissed at Mike for being so stupid and unsafe. He kept telling himself that over and over. He also knew how jealous he was because he needed a big cock in his ass. He was looking forward to Dustin exploding inside him that night. Whatever, Mike's funeral. James left the bar. He grabbed a cab and went to his place. He hopped on Grindr and 10 minutes after he was home the doorman called saying his friend was here. "Friend, " whatever thought James. James unlocked the door and went to the bedroom to put on a jock strap. When the guy showed up he was not what James expected, he was Middle Eastern, kinda fat, greasy hair. James was standing there only in his blue jockstrap and thinking, "I can't do this." The guy must've sensed something because he opened his pants and took out a massive cock. James weakened. He walked over to the guy, got on his knees and starting sucking his cock. It grew in his mouth. It was bigger than Juan's cock and it tasted sour. Still James sucked the cock. He wanted it. Ten minutes later, the hairy, fat, older, unattractive man was on his back on James bed. James was lubing his cock and about to lower himself on the man. The man said, "Do you want to use a condom?" James said, "No." The man smiled. James lowered himself onto the man's cock and fucked himself on it for about 5-6 minutes until the man said, "I'm going to cum." James said, "I want it in me." The man unloaded in James. The man left. James rode two other guy's cocks that night. He purposefully sat down on each of them raw while facing a mirror so he could watch the cock disappear inside him. He took both those men's loads too. James woke up around 11, went for a run to the gym and then worked out. He was ignoring his email because he planned to checking it once he went into the office. It was a Saturday, so he was going to work only part of the day. James went home, showered, changed into some casual work clothes and headed to the office. On the way, he opened his personal email and texts. His phone had blown up. People had sent him links and were expressing surprise and calling him a whore. James opened the link and put in his headphones. It was a pornhub link. It opened with him at Dustin's apartment being spitroasted by Dustin and one of his friends. The video lasted over 40 minutes. You could make out, on high volume, James saying, "Fuck me raw." "Cum in my ass." and "Breed me!" The most clear shot was of James when he was being fucked up against the bookcase by a dude whose name he didn't remember. The guy said, "You like getting fucked bareback slut?" James saw himself say, "Yes please cum in me." James was dumbfounded. His life was ruined. His reputation was ruined. WTF? Why would Dustin do this? Then he read the title, "Safe Sex Jock Boy Taking Raw Cocks" He knew Mike had done this. James was so mad, hurt and ashamed.

New Years Eve (Part 2) I was glad to see that he was checking me out, too. He asked me about the butt plug harness, and I told him that I had just come from another sex club, and that I had at least 9 loads of cum in my hole. He said that he could take care of that, and told me to follow him to one of the club’s play spaces where there were wide, padded benches lining the walls. He ordered the boy to get down on his knees, behind me, while I unbuckled my butt plug harness and eased the butt plug out of my hole. Right away, I could feel cum starting to leak out. That’s when he pushed the boys face up against my ass, and ordered him to shove his tongue in and out of my hole and to start sucking. I could hear the boy gulping down mouthfuls of cum, and I moaned loudly each time he fucked his tongue in and out of my hole. He asked me if I was ready to get fucked, and I told him that, first, I had a big load of chem piss that I needed to get rid of. He saw a couple of empty water bottles on the floor, so he told the boy to pick them up and hand one of them to me. I quickly filled one bottle and about half of the second bottle with my potent chem piss. He handed the half filled bottle to the boy and told him to drink it. Having learned to follow orders, the boy guzzled it right down. Then, he handed the full bottle to me. No problem. I had drunk plenty of chem piss before, and I wanted to show him that I was good at being submissive, so down it went. I knew it would be about a half hour before it kicked in, and I was sure that he knew it too. He took a small metal box out of his pocket, and showed me the large vitamin capsules inside. I was sure that they didn’t contain vitamins. He looked at me and asked me if I wanted one or two for a booty bump. Before I could answer, he held three of the large capsules in his hand. He ordered the boy to rub some gun-oil on my opening, then push the large capsules inside. He told me to put my butt plug back in, which shoved the capsules farther inside of me. Next, he told me to get on my knees, in front of him, while he unsnapped his huge codpiece pouch, and handed it to the boy. I’ve seen some big cocks before, but this guy was incredible. I went right to work sucking his circumcised cock. A few times, he grabbed my head in both of his hands and skull fucked me, until his cock was too big for me to get it into my mouth. He said that we’d see if my ass could do a better job than my mouth. He told me to stand up and plant one foot up on the bench. Then, he ordered the boy to rub some gun-oil on his huge cock, and he told me to remove the butt plug. As he pushed into me, he said that he was going to fuck those meth-caps deep into my guts where they would dissolve faster. I was glad he fucked me slowly at first, letting me try to get used to the length as well as the immense girth of his cock, stretching my hole. He said that he could feel his cock head hitting the three meth-caps, and he grinned as he pushed them farther and farther inside with each stroke, until I could feel a mild burning sensation all the way inside my inner ring. To make them dissolve even faster, he shot a short stream of piss into me while his cock head was jammed up against my inner ring. I was already feeling high from the 20 hits I had taken when I was in my car, and the water bottle full of my own chem piss that he had told me to drink, had kicked in. I knew that the meth-caps had dissolved because I could feel my heart pounding really hard, and I felt a rush traveling from my ass, up through my chest, and into my head. He said that maybe I needed to lie down. He led me through the club and got me into the only available sling so that my ass was a few inches beyond the end of the sling. He ordered the boy to get me a bottle of water. It was plain water, this time, and he told me to drink it. Almost instantly, I felt a lot better, and my tweaking butt hole was begging for cock. I instinctively raised my legs and rested my feet in the stirrups, which spread my legs, and exposed my hole. I really get off on having a group of guys watch me get fucked, and quite a few had gathered around. To my surprise, I looked over to one side, and I saw him with his boy leaning against the wall. As he gave me a nod to let me know that he had everything under control, I felt a good sized cock in my hole, fucking me hard, his thighs slapping my ass with every stroke, until he blew his load. As soon as he pulled out his cock, I got fucked by another and another, not even thinking to keep count of how many there were. When it looked like every cock that wanted to fuck me was drained, he ordered the boy to bury his face in my ass, and suck all the loads of cum out of me, just as he had done earlier, tonguing my hole, and sucking and swallowing all of it. When he was finished, the boy looked over to the side for further instructions. He used the leash to pull the boy over to him, where he ordered the boy to lube his cock with more of the gun-oil. My hole kept twitching as I stared at his cock. I needed that horse cock fucking me. He stood at the end of the sling and teased my hole with the head of his cock, driving me wild, as I saw his cock growing thicker and longer. While he repeatedly pushed his cock head against my hole, he asked me if I was a cock-whore. He asked me if I was a meth-whore. He already knew the answers. He just wanted to make me say it. Then, he shoved into me, going deeper and deeper with each thrust, until his cock head was hitting my inner ring almost every time, making me stiffen and clamp my hole even tighter around his cock. I was surprised at his stamina, being able to fuck me continuously, for a long time without cumming. When he was ready to shoot his load, he pulled his cock out of me and told me to turn my head to one side, where he mashed his huge cock head against my lips. He told me to suck on his cock and to rub my tongue hard along the underside of his cock head, which made him groan loudly and breathe faster. The first jet of cum blasted into the back of my throat, and, before I could swallow all of it, five more jets, just as big, followed, so that all I could concentrate on was swallowing as fast as I could. I thought he was finished, but he kept alternating between grinning and jerking, each time his balls pumped still more and more cum across my tongue and down my throat. Up at the clothes check counter, he picked up a card and told me to write my phone number and my email address on it, so he could contact me whenever he felt like it. Usually, I’m very reluctant to give out my personal information, but, with him, I just handed it over without even thinking about it.

“I want you to seed my ass tonight.” I sent the message and followed it up with some pics of my body and my hole, hoping to entice the gorgeous dude who was apparently nearby, visiting from out of town. A brief conversation followed. Him: “Fuck yes. Time and place? My bf and I would love to sample some of the local hole.” Me: “Later tonight, we will work out the details. Just follow my lead.” Him: “K. U see I’m POZ?” Me: “Yes, yes, and hell yes. This conversation didn’t happen, OK? Just follow my lead and I promise it’ll be worth your while. Tell your bf the same.” Deleting the messages from my phone, I joined Jake, my boyfriend, who was seated in the living room. I showed him the photograph of the ‘gorgeous dude’ asking “Are you interested in playing with this guy and his boyfriend? Maybe the four of us could get together tonight and have some fun.” Jake glanced at gorgeous guy’s sculpted torso and grinned at me in approval. Immediately I shot gorgeous guy this message. “Hey sexy. My bf and I are close by. We’re wondering if you and your bf would like to meet for a drink?” A tense minute followed during which I hoped gorgeous guy would follow my lead. He seemed to understand my subterfuge as this dialogue suggests. Him: “Sure bro. Nice chest, would love to see more. I’m 6’2 200 8c, my bf is 5’9 170, ripped, 7uc.” <sent pic of fat 8” cock> Me: “Great dick dude. I’m 5’11 170 7c, bf is 6’ 170, skinny with a 8 cut dick” <sent pic of bubble ass> Him: “Sweet ass bro. Bf is vers, I’m top. Both poz. That cool?” Me: “Bf is vers too, I’m bottom. Poz cool - we are on PrEP, and use condoms too. There’s a bar on the corner of 8th and Main. Meet you there in 30?” Him: “See you there.” Now, I should give you a bit of background. Jake and I have been a couple for five years or so, and had recently decided to spice things up by playing with others. Always together, and the only way Jake would consider it was if we both went on PrEP and used condoms every time. In fact, he makes it a sort of ritual whenever we play with someone: we simultaneous took our pill, and he would then put the condom on the guy fucking me (and vice versa), always using our own rubbers, never theirs. What can I say? He has trust issues. We headed to the bar, and the moment we walked in, we spotted them immediately. In our relatively small city, hot new guys like this don’t go unnoticed. We headed over and made our introductions - Joey and Jake, meet Andre and Alex. Looking even better than in his pictures, Andre was a tall black slab of beef, solid and masculine, and Alex was a Latin muscle god. Both accustomed to turning heads, I could tell they were sizing us up and deciding if they’d made the right choice. I knew I might have to work to keep their interest, so I muscled my way in between them to order Jake and myself a drink, taking the opportunity to grind my ass into Andre’s crotch while I did so. Subtlety is not my strong suit, but it seemed to work. I felt his strong hand go to my hip and I felt him growing behind me, from what was already an impressive lump into something that felt a bit scary. Meanwhile, Alex cozied up with Jake, and we had a nice conversation over our drink. Formalities out of the way, I leaned in and whispered to Andre, “Let’s get out of here - it’s a little too crowded here. Why don’t we head up to our place and see what kind of trouble we can get into?” With that I winked and smiled at him, then grabbed Jake’s hand and led us out of the bar. They followed us around the corner to our building and up the three flights to our apartment. Stepping inside, Andre pinned me against the wall and put his mouth on mine, hungrily kissing me while Alex did the same with Jake. My hands explored Andre’s muscled chest, strong biceps, broad back, coming to rest on his impossibly taut booty. His hands made a bee line for my ass, kneading my bubble cheeks before undoing my jeans and sliding one hand inside, feeling my exposed crack where he expected fabric, I’m sure. I’d been sure to wear my sluttiest jock briefs, for easy access just in case. He let out a little growl as his finger slid into my crack and toyed with my hole. From the grunts and moans I heard across the hall, I’m imaging Jake was receiving the same treatment. The two visitors then led us into the living room, where they both promptly dropped their pants and underwear, sitting next to each other on the couch. Wordlessly, Andre spread his legs, pointing at his fully erect, rock hard cock. I dropped to my knees and admired his huge ball bag up close, sniffing and licking on it before running my tongue up the underside of his shaft. Jake joined me on the floor, and the two of us showed off our oral skills for our guests, occasionally looking over at each other with our mouths full of cock. It turned me on so much to see him sucking a big uncut Latin dick, and I know he enjoyed the sight of me with my cheek bulged out, lips open wide, servicing a huge black cock. My hole was twitching, it was so ready to take this monster I’d been servicing. I stood up and led Andre into the bedroom, and Jake and Alex soon followed. I finished stripping out of my clothes, but left my briefs on. As Jake went to his nightstand for supplies, I quietly opened mine and grabbed the small baggie and snuck it into my undies. Andre gave me a questioning look, but I just winked and smiled, shaking my head in my boyfriend’s direction. I then pulled Andre down on top of me, encouraging him to crawl between my spreading legs. Jake could see how horny I was, so he jumped right into our ritual. “Joey and I welcome you guys into our home and our bed, but the agreement we made with each other is that we be as safe as possible. I hope you’ll understand. But we try to make it fun too, so we have a little routine we do whenever we play.” He then popped open the bottle of Truvada and shook one out into each of our palms. Each of us extended his tongue, and the other placed the little blue pill onto the other’s tongue, which each of us immediately swallowed. Finishing up with a brief kiss. Jake then grabbed a condom and tore it open. He slid it down over Andre’s huge dong, not without some struggle. He then squirted some lube on it and greased him up good, before pointing him at my hole. My legs were spread wide, my briefs bulging with my hard on and my ass fully exposed and open. As soon as his head touched my hole, I twitched and gasped, and Andre pressed into me as Jake stroked his condom-covered shaft. He got about halfway into me before he paused to let me get used to the assault, at which point Jake went back to concentrating on Alex. When I saw Alex grab Jake’s head and pull him down to choke on his cock again, I knew this was my chance. I reached into my briefs and pulled out the baggie, which Andre could now see contained a clumped-together blue mass. I opened the bag, brought it up to my mouth, and dropped out the Truvada I’d hidden under my tongue, the spit-soaked pill joining all the others as I zipped it back up and tucked it in my briefs. I smiled at Andre and grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling him the rest of the way into my hole. I felt him throb and saw a little glimmer cross his eyes as we connected in that moment, him beginning to understand my earlier instructions to follow my lead. He was balls deep inside me, but the devilish grin on both our faces indicated we both wanted more. A low guttural moan broke our little moment, and we both looked over to see Alex straddling Jake and sinking down on to his eight incher. I was surprised until I remember Andre saying Alex was vers. I found myself understanding why he wanted Jake’s fat one in his hole – it is, after all, pretty fuckin’ spectacular, but it was nothing compared to Andre’s piece. And the fact that the cock currently invading my hole had a little something extra made me leak into my straining briefs. Just then, Andre decided to start to pull out and thrust back in. I let out a squeal as he began to fuck me and tried to regain my composure. I looked at Jake and saw him lost in ecstasy as Alex’s hole gripped him as he bounced on it. Alex then pulled himself off and got on all fours, facing away from us. I watched as Alex mounted him from behind, his cute ass almost smacking Andre as he started to thrust. It was then that I reached down and put my fingers around the base of Andre’s cock. As he continued to thrust in and out, my fingers kept up their pressure, catching on the last bit of rolled up condom. I would release as Andre sank into me, then squeeze as he pulled out, rolling the rubber up slightly. We repeated this for many strokes, locking eyes for the entire process. I saw a hunger in Andre and felt an animal desire start to take over as he did his part in assisting me in removing the protective sheath from his cock. When there was only one small bit remaining, Andre pulled out of me completely as I slipped the rubber off over his head and deftly placed it in my briefs next to the baggie. Grabbing his bare cock, I guided it back to my hole and pulled on his ass with my other hand. I saw his eyes roll back as his raw dick penetrated my hole. He had a delicious smile on his face as our deception played out, my boyfriend fucking his boyfriend right next to us. They were lost in their own private moment, completely oblivious to the secret connection between Andre and me. As he slid into me balls deep, I pulled Andre down for a deep kiss, our tongues intertwining. I could feel him throbbing inside me, and could swear I felt my ass get a little wetter, probably his precum lubing me from deep inside. By means of some serious twisting I was able to whisper in his ear “Man, I want your toxic cum inside me, bro. I want you to charge me up!” He picked up his rhythm then as we heard the sound of Jake’s body slapping against Alex’s as he pounded him hard. Andre grabbed my legs and spread them wide, taking an opportunity to look down at his huge bare dick sliding in and out of my hole. I patted the small bulge in my briefs, indicating the un-ingested PrEP pills and his rubber. I pulled my briefs to the side so my dick could escape, grabbed the condom and quickly rolled it onto my cock. I could tell by Jake’s breathing that he was getting close to cumming. I nodded to Andre in their direction, letting him know we had to make this happen. He responded by fucking me harder than I’ve ever been fucked before - a passion I’d never experienced erupted from his muscle body. He was deep dicking me, long strokes, his huge black ball sac slapping my ass on every insertion. Meanwhile I stroked my rubber-clad dick with vigor, only to hear Jake grunt “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” Jake’s pace increased, and the grunts and groans that accompanied his orgasm pushed Andre over the edge. Staring directly into my eyes, he mouthed the words, “I’m gonna breed u” as he shoved in deep one last time. I felt an explosion inside me as his cock propelled jet after jet of diseased cum into my guts. The realization that I’d finally made it happen - I’d taken my first poz load - and that it was happening with my boyfriend right next to me, clueless, it made me shoot my three day load and fill the condom I’d slipped from Andre just moments earlier. Rope after rope invaded my hole from Andre as my own cum overflowed the rubber that was covering my cock. As I felt the bed shifting when Alex and Jake were turning to see how we were getting along, I swiftly pushed Andre’s now softening cock from my hole and pulled the rubber from mine in one motion. I held it down next to his monster and stroked his cock as I pretended to remove it from him. I held it up to Jake as he held his up, both of us tying off the cum-filled rubbers and letting them drop onto the floor, as the four of us collapsed in a heap on the bed. Jake kissed me deeply as we watched Alex and Andre make out a bit. I then pulled Andre down to me and as our breathing began to calm down, I spooned him and whispered into his ear, “I want you two to spend the night. I’m getting Alex’s load too before you guys head out of here.” A smile, a wink, and a sigh as he rolled over and pulled my arm around him. He had no plans to go anywhere any time soon.

After work, this past Tuesday I got a motel room and posted an advertisement on Craigslist, which said 'Anonymous, motel room door ajar, lights off, porn on the TV'. My favorite scene. In total seven guys showed up, which, considering the number of guys who flake out, is pretty good for this kind of scene. The room was dark so I didn't get a good look at anyone but all were decently hung. There were four black guys, one Hispanic, and two white guys. I took three loads in my ass, one on my face, one down my throat and two guys insisted on using condoms. (I ate their loads out of the condoms once they left.) All in all a very good night!

Such a nice father to give his son this gift , instead of some stranger.

I hope Kenny gets his gift, but maybe they'll have to keep trying? More for us to read -this is fucking HOT!

There is a vast difference between disclosing hiv status to a consenting partner and intentionally infecting someone through deception by removing the condom they think you are using during intercourse. At no time should these two be confused as the same pr treated as he same as they are not.

Cool. I thought Ethan was going to drop him and move on.

Absolutely you must discuss. I am negative too, and if my partner would poz me without me knowing, this could very probably end the relationship. Not taking prep does not mean you want to get pozzed. At least in Europe, we do not have prep and all the mixed status couples I know fuck without condoms, and none has become positive in the last 6 years from his partner. So really, do discuss this, and do not assume stuff about your parnter. Especially not if you have such a cool guy like it seems you do.

Yeah, I know. :-/ Yep. Adulting sucks. LOL. @drscorpio, @NLbear, @tallslenderguy, I appreciate your suggestions/comments. I have texted with this guy since I posted and it seems as though we're both interested in another sexual encounter and possibly more. We've left it so far at letting each other know when we are free next.

I had a paid Squirt account but let it expire and not renewed it. As @tallslenderguy said it's a hot or miss and it's more popular in certain regions/areas. In my case there are not that many guys close to me (or no interesting ones at least) and did not get any hook ups from it. Just an occasional message/chat from a few guys who wanted sex while they were halfway around the world. What I got from it did not justify the $80 membership fee. Just too much. The free account works for me. I just use it to look up cruising areas/bars/resorts etc. for holiday destinations and reviews from guys who have been or are there. And I still can see new users close to me. Ok, there is a limit to what you can do/see but so be it. I don't get the membership fees of sites like that anyway. $80, really? If you have a site with -let's say- 100,000 users worldwide and you charge $5 for an annual membership (which doesn't really break the bank for anyone) you would very likely get a lot more guys to buy a full membership and you still rake in a healthy $500k per year........I am no expert on this but I think that would cover your maintenance costs and still give you a nice net income. Unless I have that totally wrong of course and the costs are a lot more than that. I had a lot of memberships when I still had a job and could easily afford it. Cancelled them all when I lost the job and I only miss being a paid member of one particular one (Planetromeo).

The oak planks beneath my feet felt solid even though the ship rocked to and fro. The Captain had sent for me, so as I made my way from his cabin under the sterncastle to the forecastle and the front of the ship I had to try to maintain my balance while avoiding my fellow crewmates. Well, OK, maybe I was not a part of the crew yet - at least in their eyes. I was too young, too inexperienced, too pampered and formerly rich to be a pirate. Plus I was the Captain’s boy - his ship wife if you will - although I had not been a boy in age for a few years according to my father. Yet having celebrated my 18th birthday just a few weeks prior to the pirates capturing the ship I was on and slaughtering most of the crew, I still often like a child in my new surroundings. Sea spray matted my hair and once I climbed the forecastle steps, and the Captain dismissed his Quartermaster - he roughly guided the wet wisps of matted blond hair off my face. He then pushed me to my knees, unbuttoned his silk britches and had me take his sugar stick in my mouth. He loved being watched and loved even more shooting his salty seed into my mouth while standing on the forecastle, his arms crossed, pretending he was the ultimate master in his foppish silk, colored clothes. The Captain’s clothing choices always made my eyes hurt as he relished the brightest colors and the shiniest silks. Yet underneath his peacock attire, was a tall, well built man with muscles earned by years at sea and a demeanor that was rough, brutal, and used to taking what he wanted, when he wanted it - including my mouth and arse. Once the Captain had filled my mouth, I swallowed, cringing at the bitter taste. I had learned quickly there was punishment to be had if I spit it out, so hiding my grimace, I took it, and then as he stepped back and buttoned up as I left him on the forecastle. These displays always brought unwanted attention to me and while I made my way back to the sterncastle and the cabin the powder monkeys and others whooped and cawed like a cackle of black birds at my passing. In the cabin I reached for the bottle of rum that was dangling by its neck from a rope in the mid-beam timber. I gulped once - the fire burning my throat - then again and swished it around to remove the foul taste. I had tilted the bottle up for a third swig when a voice said, “You know there are better things to be swallowing.” I turned and sighed as I looked upon the Quartermaster. He was so different than any man I had ever known, or any other man on the ship for that matter. In size, he was a good four or five hands taller than the rest and just as thick and wide. His skin was black as London coal and mottled with the scars of battles past - each worn as a badge of honor and medallion of victory. The Quartermaster, or Sir - I don’t know his true name as when asked he just said Sir - was the real power on the ship. The Captain pranced around and hollered and demanded and the crew would say, “Aye Capt’n”, and then would look to the Quartermaster for the simple nod or shake of his head that would either affirm or change the orders. There were several dark men of the islands on the ship’s crew and when I first expressed my surprise that he held the rank and position he did, Sir just chuckled and said, “It is not unknown for someone like me to serve the black flag. We all wish the same thing do we not?” I had seen my share of the atrocities done to men like him in my few short years and was honestly grateful to the Father Above that Sir had found his place in this world. “I saw you coming back from the bow and your morning feeding,” Sir chuckled. I scowled at his humor, wiped the last swig of rum from my lips, and knew better than to state what I was really thinking. He continued, “I figured you would need something warm, sweet, and filling to settle your stomach, so I held my morning water and instead of sloshing down the quarter gallery figured I would let it slosh around in your mouth.” Sir quickly loosened his canvas britches and let them drop to the floor as he steadied himself with his left hand against the timber frame. The ship rocked and I stumbled as I made my way over to him, but got on my knees and held firm against his thighs as the first hot droplets of nectar kissed my lips. I quickly open my mouth and began to gulp the hot waters he fed me. His dick head was large, dark, and ripe like the giant plums I used to snitch from our neighbor’s garden when I was a child. First thing in the morning he tasted just as wonderful. Not sweet - not bitter - but like wild venison dipped in fig sauce coated with the frothy green foam that seeped from it’s eye like from the churning of small waves against the hull. Sir was my Neptune - my king of the sea. I think Sir had been holding his water all night as he really filled me up. Once I was sure he was done, I stood up, licked my lips, and gave him a smile, as I knew what would come next. I made my way to the Captain’s desk and shoved a pile of maps and papers to the side. Sir walked up behind me and slid his calloused hands under my canvas shirt, up my sides, and then grabbed my chest hard. “TELL ME YOU WANT MY PEGO. TELL ME YOU WANT ME TO FUCK YOU. TELL ME YOU WANT ME TO CUM IN YOUR ARSE, TELL ME HOW MUCH YOU WANT MY POX!” Sir demanded. I had never heard such words and talk until I was taken by the pirates and even then I had to figure out what some things meant like ‘pego’, which was his tackle or manhood. Oh I had heard my father and others refer to their manhood but never imagined I would welcome another man bloody buggering me with his like I did Sir or that I would enjoy risking my eternal life as a bloody Sodomite. While I enjoyed taking him, feeling him push in, pull out, and then grant me his seed, I was also grateful. He saved me - quite literally on that first day. As Sir took me from behind, rough and deep, those memories came back. Our attempt to evade the dark ship that stalked over the horizon; the fighting and screams and blood; the death and pillaging. A group of the pirate crew had me cornered in my cabin and were arguing over whether to gut me, ransom me, or use me like a wench - or all three - when the Quartermaster showed up. He looked me up and down, barely acknowledging my nakedness, then barked to his crew that I was to be protected and kept safe as the Captain was in need of a cabin boy to replace the last one who had died of fever, so I would have to do. As one of the three top men on the ship, by rights, Sir could use me just as the Captain and the Bos’n did. The Captain and Bos’n wasted no time and spent my first night as pirate booty rutting on me like brutal wild animals. The Bos’n especially liked rutting me like a wild boar. He was a filthy beast and just as hairy and smelly as any boar I had seen but his tusk - well I have to admit his big tusk felt awful good banging my arse open and I knew I pleased him as he grunted loudly whenever he wet my insides. Yet, while I enjoyed his man tar coating my insides, it was the tar that often coated his hands that was the worst. The filthy man never washed and while my skin and flesh toughened up from the beatings his tar-covered hands and sticks gave me, the taste of his fingers being jammed in my mouth to suck on as he rutted always left my insides heaving like the worst storm. Tar belongs on the timbers and oaks, not in my mouth! “MY POX IS DRIPPING FROM YOUR CUNNY - MAKING IT ALL HARD FOR YOU! TELL ME YOU WANT ME IN YOUR CUNNY! TELL ME YOU WANT MY POX!” Sir said, breaking my memories and focusing me back on the moment. The heat and pain he caused when he entered me were either the coal fires of Hell burning my soul or the Fire Sword of the Angel Gabriel protecting me. His manhood was massive, but the burning it caused was nothing compared to the wonder he stirred and the feelings of pleasure he gave me when he let me serve him like this. From the moment he saved me, Sir showed me kindness and mercies. Small things really I guess, but in this world, they were huge. A kind word, an extra crust of bread, a firm but gentle touch on the shoulder, a new canvas shirt when the bloodied, torn, and ruined shirt I had when captured became nothing more than nesting fodder for the ship’s mice and rats. Between satisfying the desires of the Captain, the Bos’n, and trying to learn my duties so I didn’t get slapped, kicked, or beat for disobedience, I had little time to wonder about the quiet, scary looking Quartermaster. That is until one morning a few weeks in after the Captain had buggered me and left me in his cabin, naked, afraid, and confused. Sir had come in to look at the charts but paused when he saw me on the floor huddled against the desk. I stood up, afraid I would get beat if I did not offer, so I bent over the desk and waited. Sir’s breathing got labored; the oak creaked with each step as he stepped closer. Gently he ran a finger down the ridges on my back left by the Bos’n. I was shaking and expected him to just take me. The air crackled like a storm was approaching and the hairs on my arms raised, my flesh dimpled; yet Sir held back and just said, “I’ll come back shortly. Take what time you need. I believe the Captain will be wanting his spyglass.” That evening, when taking the Captain’s dinner tray back to the galley to the cook, I paused just long enough to accept an apple from a small linen bag he had sitting on the counter. His toothless grin when he handed it to me was all the explanation he could give having no tongue with which to speak. I nodded and smiled in appreciation and tucked it under my shirt. The Captain was fast asleep by now and the watch was late, so I stayed in the shadows to avoid the few men that were up as I made my way to the Quartermaster's cabin. I tapped the stout wooden door with my finger, not wanting to make noise knowing how it could carry in the ship. I tapped again, the door latch creaked, the door cracked open, and the Quartermaster held out the metal lamp to see who had need of him. The lamp swayed back and forth as its faint light, cast by the stub of a single candle, let him see enough to know it was I. He opened the door, I stepped in, the door closed, latched, and I shivered with a chill like from a cold winter’s morning. “Are you OK? Is the Captain OK? What’s happened?” The Quartermaster said with a tinge of anxiousness in his voice. “Quart...Quartermaster, Sir, I….” He gently laid his hand on my quaking shoulder, “Just Sir. Just call me Sir. It’s OK boy, begin again.” I really didn’t know what to say so I just reached into my shirt, pulled out the small apple and held it up for him to see. A gift. A token. A thanks. Sir smiled, stepped to the back of his cabin, hung his lamp on the small hook by his bunk, and sat on the edge. It was then I realized he was completely naked. The small flames and the light of the moon reflected off the calm seas cast dancing shadows over his night skin and I was mesmerized. He casually shifted his long, thick manhood off his left thigh and patted his bunk, “Come. Sit with me and share this bounty. Did Cook give this to you? You did not steal it did you? You must know that taking things - stealing - is a severe punishment.” I thought that was a funny sort of thing for a pirate to say, but I had also seen they had some weird rules - known and unknown - so I held my tongue and just nodded. Sir pulled a knife that was jammed into the side timbers out, held up the apple, and cut a thick slice off and handed it to me. The juice dripped across his thigh and onto my hand and I laughed in delight as I figured the apple would have been dry and nothing more than a husk. I eagerly chewed it and swallowed and Sir did the same. He shared another piece with me, then a couple more. With the apple’s flesh consumed and nothing left but the seeds and toughest bit of the core, Sir jammed the knife back into the timber, looked at me, then reached out and with a tenderness I had not known from even my own father, gently wiped the smalls bits and juice from the corners of my mouth and lip. His face was mostly shadows as he licked his fingers clean. I don’t know what possessed me, but I reached out and firmly grasped his stiff manhood and gasped in wonder at its size and warmth and his aching need. He squeezed my wrist painfully, “DON’T,” he hissed. With all my strength I slid my hand up, then down, feeling the slickness of his manhood, the roughness of the skin rash and chancres, the wetness of the pustules as they seeped open onto my hand. Was that why he had never wanted me? I let him shift my hand away from his body and smiled as I held my coated hand to my face and inhaled. The smell clung to my nostrils, filled my throat, made my chest clench, and only increased my hunger. I stood up and Sir watched me in confusion as I pulled my canvas shirt and britches off. My eyes locked with his as I kneeled before him, grasped his pox timber with both hands, and guided it to my mouth. BY THE SAINTS HE TASTED WONDERFUL! Sir’s manhood pulsed and twitched with every flick of my tongue, depositing a stew of sweat, pox juice, man dripping, and more. I moaned as I suckled on the tip, drinking him up, pleasuring him with a small kindness. Sir’s head was back, his mouth open, his hand’s gripping the side of the bunk as I stroked his shaft, mouthed the tip, and cupped his balls. I had to feel him inside me, but I knew he was too big. I would not be able to take him like I did the Captain and Bos’n. I stopped my work, stood up, climbed onto the bunk and wedged myself between the bulkhead wall and Sir’s back. He twisted, looked at me, then turned his body and lay on the bunk beside me - his face to mine - his shaft pressing in need against my body. Sir’s face was all dark shadows now, so I gently ran the fingers of my left hand over his head, down his jaw line, across the crooked bridge of his nose, to his mouth. When I withdrew my fingers from his lips he slid his right arm over my back, pulled me tightly towards him and began kissing me with burning intensity. The Captain and Bos’n had never kissed me. No man had. They had only used my mouth in other ways. This - this was so different, so… Back in the present, Sir had withdrawn his shaft from my backside and was using the long nails on his right hand to scratch and claw at me like a mountain lion gutting a lamb, “YOU WANT ME TO STOP?” Sir asked, knowing full well I would never ask that. “I WANT TO SEE THAT CUNNY SWOLLEN - RED - OVERFLOWING WITH MY POX. I WANT THAT CUNNY RIPE FOR MY SEED - SWELLING AS I FILL YOU UP!” Sir slammed back into my now even bloodier arse. That first night, after he had kissed me and explored every inch of my body with his hands, our sweaty bodies entangled, was the first time I had felt safe. Nothing else mattered. All the pain, fear, unknown of the past weeks was swept away with the tides. I had an anchor now. An anchor that would hold me steady through whatever storm may blow. “Please, please go inside me,” I asked Sir. He stroked the side of my head, “You don’t know what you are asking. I can’t. I musn’t.” I guided his hand from my head down between my legs so he could feel how wet and moist my body was. I let go, flipped over so my back was now to him, and lifted my right leg up and back exposing my hole. Sir sucked in a lung full of breath like the hiss of an adder snake about to strike. I nestled my head in the crook of his left arm, scooted my body back a little so I was firmly pressed against him. His choice now was to either enter me or let me push him off the bunk. OK, well maybe I could not have pushed him off because he is a lot bigger than me, but still, in that moment, I didn’t know how else to ask him to give me what I needed. “FUCK ME SIR!” I begged as I pushed my ass back onto his swollen rod, using the rocking motion of the ship to harpoon me like a fish. Sir obliged, fucking me with a roughness I would come to love and need. While over the course of the past months he had fucked me in just about every place imaginable on the ship, his favorite was still having me bent over the Captain’s desk. The stains of red, pox, and arse left on the oak floors was one more reminder for the Captain of who was really in charge. I arched my back as Sir grabbed my right leg and hefted it higher. He began stabbing at my puckered flesh with his fingers; his nails scraping my skin away like the barnacles that clung to the ship’s hull. This was a pain I wanted. This was a pain I had to have. His fingers found their mark and my body stiffened and I cried out. Sir cupped his left hand over my mouth to silence me and while the beating of my heart pounded in my ears as the waves pounded the planks of the bulkhead, Sir continued to create the wetness he needed. I could tell from the tenseness of his body he was going to take me. All doubt was erased when, with two fingers firmly buried in me like gill hooks and he whispered, “TELL ME YOU WANT THIS - TELL ME YOU WANT MY POX. I HAVE TRIED TO BE KIND AND GENTLE WITH YOU. WHY OR WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME DO THIS? WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME DESIRE THIS?” I moaned in pleasure as Sir’s fingers dug at the nub in my arse, making it swell and oil up. I could feel his fingers getting slicker. “I WANT IT,” I said with all the effort I could muster. “TAKE ME MY LORD. I AM YOUR HUMBLE SERVANT SIR. AT YOUR GRACE AND MERCY MY MASTER GIVE ME YOUR SEED.” I yelped as Sir clamped his hand back over my mouth and forced his pox meat into my arse. The slickness let him slide in a bit, but then he caught up like a wayward ship running a-shoal. Before my body and mind could process the intense burning and pain he had inflicted, in one motion he pulled me closer, rolled his body onto mine, pressed my head firmly into the molded straw of the bunk’s padding and boarded me as he buried himself deep inside me. Lighting flashed bright and white behind my closed eyes as Sir pushed into me deeper and deeper. My body instinctively tensed and tried to push out the invader to no avail. All at once my resistance gave way and the deluge of his pox manhood began. Wave after wave of pox seed crashed and churned inside me. Sir pumped and pumped to expel it all and I took it. At the time it felt like he had spent an entire night’s watch filling me up, but I know that cannot be. “TAKE MY POX - THAT’S IT - OPEN THAT CUNNY UP - TAKE IT ALL - HARLOT CUNNY FOR ME!” Sir exclaimed as he filled me with his morning blessing. Far too soon his shrinking manhood slid from inside me. I quickly knelt and lapped up the sticky, pox remnants left on his mast and once I was done, I stood up, hefted my canvas britches up, looked at Sir, and knowingly asked, “SEE YOU TONIGHT?” (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

this part right here... fuck, it's good to be a meth addicted, cock loving, drug warped, cumdump. take me party to party and fill me with cum and meth and im sure i would only ask for more pipe... the flesh or the glass kind hehe.

* continued Finally I'm getting dicked! I got some earlier, but now both ends; things are looking up!!! I've got 9" in my Cum Hole pushing the previous loads down my quivering thighs. And a good fat 8" in my throat swelling more and more! Now out of the corner of my eye on my right I can make out; 4,5,6, or more circling around me. As they come in around me some grab at me, some start in; "your a horny little hole, aren't you!" "You love that cock in you don't you slut!" "We are going to fuck you till daylight, then take you to another party and let them have you!" Just then Sam starts pounding me from behind growling, "who's gonna Fuck this tight little Cum Hole next!" As he thrusts in me past the hilt and holds; I can feel him pulse as his Cum fills me with sticky goodness! I keep grinding as he slips from me and moves aside. The one in my throat starts, "gnee gnee gnoooohh yeah!" filling my throat till it fills my mouth and runs out down my chin and onto my chest * to be continued

* continued "that's her, the cum slut? Oh wow...." I hear that and know its my cue, I start to wiggle my little ass and gyrate my hips as if my life depended on having multiple Hard Cocks sliding in & out of my Cock Slot. And at this moment, nothing seemed more true!!! I halfway glanced over my shoulder and, oh boy, was pleased with what I saw! This new fella pulled a wad of bills out of his pocket and threw them down on David's desk as he kept walking towards me. "Take care of that would you please sir, while I take care of this" he said to David reaching out to rub my still Cummy hole. At his touch I arched back spreading my legs more, opening my hole, releasing some of the Cum deposited in me earlier! "You weren't kidding about a Cum Slut, were you!" he exclaimed.... To which I opened up even more for him! As more Cum flowed from my hole David asked, "do you want this now, or should I hang on to it?" holding up a Fat Sack. "Right here please sir!" my new friend said. "I'm Sam little Miss Cum Hole, we are going to have us a time!" I just squealed and opened my legs even farther, as I heard him doing something with the bag David had handed him. The next thing I know I feel a finger then two in my hole; and then a burning sensation... Mmmm, booty bump! I don't know how much he put in me; but it kept burning a little for some time. I hear Sam's zipper and then feel a hunk of Cock Meat slapping against my hungry hole. Now I am backing up as if I won't make it another minute without Hard Cock in me!!! As he starts teasing me with his, at least 9" Cock, I hear the door again... "Alright we're just in time! Oh and David, I hope its cool; there's four more cars coming!" David starts to speak, but the new guy cuts him off; "yes you know all of them, and none of them owe you!" David just says, "well ok, then make yourself at home?" The new guy nods hands David some cash saying "please sir?" as he walks around in front of me pulling out a semi hard Cock and offers it to me. I lick my lips, look up at him, and ask; "for me?" as I swallow him whole! Then behind me Sam says, "hell I'm just teasing myself now!" and slides his entire length in my hungry, hungry Cock Hole.... * to be continued

Years ago in a gay movie theater here in Philadelphia I crossed paths with a stunningly handsome wheel chair bound man. He had amazing upper body strength, and could readily swing himself from his wheel chair to the theater seating. He was also exceptionally good at giving head, so on one or two occasions he blew me, after which I was happy to return the favor.

I've done it... and it's always made me feel like a REAL fuckin slut... because... well, I am. [EG] But I like making guys knock on the door, so I can open the door naked, w/out knowing who's gonna be there, and ask, "You here about the blowjob? or maybe some butthole? The last couple of guys really enjoyed my butthole. Loosened me up good." Close the door behind him, slide to my knees, start undoing his jeans, and say, "I bet you've got a nice big dick, mister." LOL. Now THAT'S fuckin slutty.

love it... I do this often, and always feel like a pig when I'm done... I always post "any cock no limits..." gets me some of the best pigs...

After 2 weeks of getting his hole fuck and getting to love being on Ms. Tina Nick is ready. We are all loaded up for the 5 hour ride to where the 100 party will be, right before we left Nick was tested to see if he was Poz yet and Nick is still Neg. Jerry has posted he is looking for thous who would like to Poz this boy at the club site and was hit with an overwhelming response. Jerry has put Nick and I in chastity as I really love fuck Nick all the time. We arrive at the club and I love the sign at the cashier door. Must be of age Must use condoms No drugs No Barebacking Well, I will be breaking 3 of the rules and Nick will be breaking all of the rules. Jerry will be making good money from Nick. The first thing to do is have the club owner certify Nick is negative once that is done it’s posted. We take Nick and get him ready for a night he will never forget as I remember it like it happen yesterday even though it has been over 6 years now. We start by making sure Nick will enjoy him self and give him small amounts of GHB in his water through the night and a small slam to start.Nick chastity cage is taken off so a catheter can be put into Nick so if he has to pee the chem piss is not waisted and will be used later. I leave the room and the place is packed like I have never seen before. Jerry ask me to stay with Nick as the 100 are pick by ticket number they were given when they first came in. The rules are this , from 1-100 you can fuck Nick in the ass you can have Prince Albert but it must be smooth, NO PISS fucking, NO eating out Nicks hole till after the 100 have dump their loads in Nicks hole,No lube only spit for the first one , as cum makes the best lube,NO cruel condoms and No fisting The ones who did not make the 100 can use Nick mouth, you can gage him with your dick, make Nick swallow your load, piss into Nick mouth. I’m in chastity and I will be used to help the 100 get hard with my mouth and hand out thous who want Viagra, and watch Nick to make sure he is all right, I also have a bag of Tina powder for thous who want it on the head of their dick before they fuck Nick. I take Nick over to the bench and give him a kiss and Nick is real passionate about it. Once on the bench I strap him down and take the crank him legs apart so Nick hole is spread wide and every one has access to it. The 100 are ready and so is Nick, the first one is FUCKING HUNG with a 10 inch dick and he has a bio hazard tattoo and the pre cum leaking from the tip of his dick he rubs Nick hole and then slow and steady pressure his dick disappears into Nick hole and he just stays like that and says this hole is tight and needs to be wrecked, he pulls almost all the way out and drives back in balls deep wile Nicks mouth is getting a workout with dicks in his mouth. I’m glad the first one shot a giant load into Nick as it was leaking in to the pan that was place under the bench to catch all the cum that does not stay in Nick. After the first 20 Nick is given a break but is not removed from the bench as he would be leaking cum all over the place. In the break I give Nick more of the water with G in it and a small slam and look at the bag that is capturing Nick Chem lace piss. I see that Nick is doing OK and his hole is really getting work over as at the number 80 break I see Nick hole is blood red and the tray under Nick has a lot pink color loads in it.When number 100 shows up he looks very skinny and was told later he has full blown Aids. Nick mouth had taken a lot of loads and he has been used as a urinal. When the last one is finished it’s time for thous who want to clean out Nick hole and they are on their knees with their face and tongue working over his blood red hole.

As Jerry leaves the room I look at Nick and see this young boy laying on his stomach with a freshly fuck hole and pink cum coming out. I have been lock in chastity since Jerry took me off my meds 3 months ago when he planned to kidnap Nick. Jerry converted me 6 years ago when he took me in as his boy and in that time I have been his partner in this business. Nick is so good looking with just me here now and I know Jerry has the cameras on and is watching to see what I will do. I roll Nick over on his back and I can see he is starting to crash from Miss Tina, I pick up a syringe look in his eyes and Nick smiles back to me as I find a vain and inject it in , when I undo the strap he is gasping for breath as this is a heavy shot. I can’t help my self and start to kiss Nick and he is responding back with a lot on passion , as I try to control my self I’m not going to just fuck him but make man on man love to him and he is still a virgin in so many ways. I find his nipples are wired to his dick and spend time bitting , licking and sucking them. I tell him to do the same to me and to be careful with my nipple rings. Nick is a fast learner and my dick is rock hard but I want to get him going wild begging for me to fuck his hole. I push him down to my dick and direct Nick on how to suck a dick with a 4 gauge Prince Albert and tell Nick he will have one very soon. I don’t to put a load in Nick mouth as that is a waist of good toxic cum, it should be in his boy hole. I push Nick away and work on his Tina dick but he is kinda of hard and it does not me long for him to shoot a load into my mouth. I have never seen someone on this much Tina to be able to stay this hard and still shoot a big load. I keep Nick load in my mouth and crawl up his body till we are face to face and kiss Nick and give back his negative load. I look in Nick face and say you want me to fuck you and he says YES. I tell Nick I’m POZ and he says I don’t care I just want to make man on man love to me. I turn him over on his stomach put Nick on all 4s and put my face in his hole. Jerry did a fine job but Nicks hole is back to being tight , I get my tongue in and boy this is so pretty and do all I can and Nick is moaning in pleasure now , so its time as I’m like a rock. The PA I’m working up and down his crack and as I start to push in I can Nick hole is opening up for me. Once I’m all the way in I just to do shorts slow strokes and Nick is really enjoying it, not like when Jerry just rape his hole. I ask Nick that when I cum does he want my POZ cum in his hole and become a POZ cum dump YES is all I hear. The door opens and it’s Jerry with a hand held camera as He wants to get all the close ups on Nick hole and my dick working his hole.Nick is oblivious to Jerry as he is begging for me to fuck faster and faster and I know the PA is doing its job of tearing the inside of Nicks hole up so my toxic cum gets into Nick blood stream. When I cum I burry my body to his so my cum goes in as deep as it can and I just stay their till my dick is no longer pulsing out my toxic cum. When I pull Nick turn over and says thank you as I bring my dick to his mouth so he can clean it and he does it so willing as he looks up to me , when he is finish I kiss him and we cuddle for a wile and then we fuck again and again, Then Jerry break into the room.

Different guys have different levels of urethral sensitivity. As a nurse, I've put a lot of caths in and early on I put one in myself because I wanted to know what my patients are feeling. Some say it is painful, others don't care, it runs the spectrum. I found it was somewhat painful. All cath kits have lube and the technique is to just coat the first inch or two (carefully, it's a sterile technique). For those who find it painful, I get a 10 ml syringe with lidocaine jelly in it and inject it into the ureethra first, so as to it being a "good idea", it depends on the guy getting cathed.

Part 2 Tim and Bart left the room for a short time to let the brothers relax in the post gifting bliss. Both brothers were still hard from the gifting, especially Aaron as the drugs would be keeping him hard for a while longer. "Aaron, I can feel all the warm piss in me. It feels soooo good. Your cock is still sort of pulsing too. I'm still wanting to be fucked. Please fuck me a little more. Pllleeeease." Yes, Ryan was still under control of the melted shards, but he also loved having his brother in him, which he's wanted for so long. Aaron knew it was already too late to be careful, and the drugs were still boosting his lust level. His cock made the decision for him, and he slowly started pumping into Ryan. Slowly in and slowly out, he was paying attention how the warm fluids drifted around his cock. How his foreskin uncovered his head and he could feel more warm. "Ryan, you feel so good around my cock. Can you feel me moving inside you. You like that?" "Fuck, Aaron, go faster, please go faster." Aaron started moving his hips harder and faster. His lust levels were going up, his urge to breed was kicking in. Now that he didn't have to worry, he had to breed. He wanted to breed. He started pushing as deep as possible into Ryan. "Aaron, more, give it to me. Fuck, your scratching that itch. Oh fuck, I love it. Give me more." "Fuck Ryan, I'm getting close again. I'm going to shoot some more into you. You want more of my cum?" "Please, give it to me. Shoot it into me" Aaron moved his hips a little harder, going as deep as possible with each thrust. Then Aaron felt the pulse of his orgasm, and shoved as far as possible and shot. His head falling back and moaning loud, shooting another good sized load into his brother. Bart and Tim just came back into the room as Aaron was shooting into Ryan. They just smiled. "Way to go big bro, give him another dose, shoot your cum into your little brother." Aaron was completely in the throes of this orgasm. Making quick hard thrusts with his hips, moaning loudly. Ryan was moaning as loudly, shaking his head from side to side. "Let's get you two moved over to the shower area, and get you two cleaned up." Bart and Tim released the wheels locks on the frames and wheeled the two brothers over to the large shower area. Bart unlocked all the straps holding Aaron inside Ryan, and Tim slowly pulled the brothers apart. Ryan and Aaron moaned as they were pulled apart. As Aaron's cock popped out of Ryan, all of Aaron's fuck juices and peed came rushing out of Ryan. All with a pinkish hue to it. Ryan moaning as all was gushing out. Aaron watched all the fluid pour out, turned on by what he saw but also a little sorry for what he was seeing. Ryan would have to be infected with that coloring to the fluids. Bart worked on freeing Ryan, while Tim worked on freeing Aaron. After the brothers were released, Bart started up the showers for a nice hot shower for them all. Bart keep Ryan to himself, while Tim worked on Aaron. Bart began soaping up Ryan all over, almost lovingly soaping him. Feeling his body all over. Ryan's nipples perked up to the soaping, which Bart tweaked them, causing him to moan a little. Ryan's penis started hardening back up to become his lovely man cock. Bart loved how much foreskin Ryan had, how it keep the head all covered with such beautiful skin. Bart had to get that cock in his mouth, and got down on his knees, pulled Ryan's foreskin back and saw the beautiful purple pink head with a piss slit almost as big as his brothers. Bart put his tongue on that slit and then pulled the skin up and over his tongue. Bart loved feeling his tongue buried in a foreskin. Ryan moaned as Bart moved his tongue around his head inside the skin. Ryan suddenly spurt a small amount of precum which went right across Bart's tongue, causing Bart to moan with Ryan. Aaron was being washed by Tim, just as carefully and lovingly. Tim loved the feel of the fuzz on Aaron's chest. He then washed down Aaron's muscular back to his nice fuzzy ass, running his finger around and around Aaron's hole, making Aaron moan. Tim then slowly inserted an finger into Aaron's warm depth's. He found Aaron's prostate, and tapped his finger against it. This caused Aaron's cock to bounce up and down. While Tim was playing with Aaron's ass, Aaron saw Ryan getting what looked like the best head he'd ever received. Tim wrapped his arms around Aaron, and pulled Aaron against him. Aaron felt Tim's hard cock rubbing in between his fuzzy cheeks. He loved how Tim's cock head ran across his hole now and again. Bart saw Tim rubbing against Aaron and knew where that was going. "Look little bro, look at how your big bro is getting rubbed. My buddy is rubbing up against him, getting him ready for his big cock. You want to watch big bro get fucked?" Ryan just nodded his head. Aaron saw this and wiggled his butt at Tim. Tim took hold of his dick and pointed it more fully at Aaron's hole, and then slowly began sliding it into Aaron's tight ass until he was balls deep in him. "Oh my god, your cock feels so good in my ass. Oh fuck, that's the biggest I've had I think. Oh fuck." Ryan loved watching his brother taking a cock, a little jealous it wasn't his cock inside him. "You like seeing your big bro taking cock don't you. Makes you all hot doesn't it little one. You want some place warm to put your nice big cock." Bart lubed up his own ass, and then put his back to Ryan reaching behind to grab Ryan's hard cock. He pulled Ryan by his cock towards his ass. "Push it in little one, push your hard cock in my ass. Ah fuck, that's it. Oh, such a hard big cock. Oh fuck, it feels so good sliding into me. Look big bro, look at your little bro fucking me. Look at his cock sliding into me." Aaron watched as Ryan slide his cock into Bart, he loved the look on his brother's face as his cock was going deeper into a hot fuck hole. He also was feeling a little jealous of Bart having his brother's cock in him. That jealousy went up a little more as Ryan started pumping his dick in and out of that ass. The moaning and groaning went up in volume with two men getting fucked. Bart loved feeling Ryan's cock sliding in and out. He could be doing it a little harder. Bart got a wild idea of having a fuck train. "Hey little one, you want big bro back inside you, you want to be fucked while you fuck. It would be so hot." Ryan could only nod and moan louder. Tim heard this and pushed Aaron over to his brother, and while he was still fucking Aaron, took hold of Aaron's hard cock and held it as he pushed him into Ryan. Aaron could only groan and help push himself into Ryan. Now as Tim pushed into Aaron, Aaron pushed into Ryan and Ryan more into Bart. Tim was getting close to shooting into Aaron. "Fuck big bro, I'm getting close. I'm going to breed that tight ass of yours. You ready for an ass full? Oh fuck, its going to be a nice toxic load for you." Tim pulled out a little further that jammed in hitting Aaron's prostate hard, and then firing his load into Aaron. Aaron was caught off guard for the prostate hit and suddenly went into overdrive into his brother and began shooting another of his loads into his brother. "Oh fuck Ryan, he's cumming in me, and its making shoot into you. Ah fuck, I can't help but cum." Ryan moaned as he felt Aaron cumming in him. Just as Aaron finished cumming, Ryan's prostate had enough rubbing by Aaron, and he shot a huge load into Bart. "That's it little one, give me that nice clean load. Ah fuck, I can feel that hot cum shooting in me. You've got a great load." All the men were breathing hard. They all pulled out of each other. They rinsed off the new sex fluid. Then Bart showed the brothers to their flat upstairs where they would be staying for a week of so.

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

Recently it seemed every patient has having a hernia repair. The men come out in scrotal support which is just a flimsy jock strap. As the latest guy woke up from the anesthesia he wanted to see the dressing so I pulled up his gown and showed him, making sure to run my hands around his abdomen and around his crotch asking if it was tender or hurt. Later he asked if I could remove the support because it was near his dressing and was bothering him. After removing it he laid back spread his legs and relaxed. I stepped away to get him something to drink and when I returned he had kicked off the covers his hands were under his gown slowly moving. I teased him saying "It looks like you have your hands full." He just grinned and continued jacking. Anesthesia and pain medication make people relax and do all kinds of things. As I leaned over to check his dressing, his free hand brushed over my cock. He did it a few times and then he saw I was not going to object, he took a firmer hold of my cock, which was still in my scrub pants, so I reached down, unzipped and pulled my cock out. We jacked each other for a minute or so, and then he slid down a bit, leaned over, and took my cock into his mouth. After a few minutes he looked up at me and whispered, “My boyfriend would love to get his hands on this!” I bent over and licked the head of his cock and sucked him all the way down. He relaxed his legs and my fingers searched out his hole. I slowly wet a finger and pushed it inside him. I found his prostate and worked it as I sucked him. Within a short amount of time he shot a nice load in my mouth. Later as he was getting ready for discharge, his boyfriend was helping him get dressed in the bathroom. I knocked, asking if they needed any help. Upon opening the door, I found my patient was sucking his boyfriend's cock. I smiled and they motioned me in. I stood behind the boyfriend and rubbed his ass while he reach back to massage my cock through my scrub pants. The patient looked at me and said "Fuck him." I got on my knees and rimmed his ass then stood up and sunk my cock into his boyfriend's hole. Knowing we did not have much time, I could only give him a quick, hard pump and dump, fucking my load into his ass. When I was finished he pulled off, turned around, and sucked my cock clean. I bent to kiss the patient who had a load of his boyfriend's cum in his mouth which he shared with me. The whole thing did not take long, but fuck was it hot. I have gotten together with them a few more times for longer sessions but none comes close to fucking at work.

Part 3 My softening cock slipped out of my friends ass as we smoked another bowl and my horniness grew. My friend asked me if I wanted more cock and ass to which he knew the answer. He told me he knew a pace where I could get all the cock and ass I wanted. We dressed and headed to his car. He drove to a warehouse that had all the windows bricked up and a red light over the entrance. We went in and the guy behind the counter asked for my ID, apparently he already knew my friend. My friends payed for me and we went to a private room where we stripped down and smoked a little more before he offered me something that he said would get me hornier than I had ever been in my life. I was already horny and curious and consented without knowing the details. He pulled syringe from his bag. He said all I needed to do was lay back and relax as he worked a belt on my left bicep. The dominant look in his eyes had me lay still as I felt the coolness of the alcohol on my arm followed by a slight prick of the needle. I was mesmarized as I watched him pull the plunger back to get a small flash of blood before he started to empty the contents into my vein. He told me I will feel a need to cough and probably will cough hard while my heart will beat faster and the room will feel warmer. Once he loosened the belt on my arm I felt a warmth in my chest followed by a need to cough. I coughed out 4, 5 times as my friend apparently did his own shot. I was surprised at how horny I had become but was even more surprised at how soft my cock was now. My friend was drastically different, his cock was rock hard and I had noticed but he opened the door to our room as he climbed between my legs and thrust the full length of his 8” cock into my hungry hole. I wanted his cock, I wanted any and every cock I could get and he was giving me a fucking I needed. I moaned and begged to be fucked as he set about to pound my hole. I took a cue from when I fucked him and began to work my ass for his load. He wasn’t one to disappoint when he finally flooded me with his seed. He kept churning his load inside me as we both looked at the crowd that gathered at the door. He asked me if I wanted more cock although he already knew the answer. He told the crowd to come on in and take a ride in the ass he just bred. I recognized some of the guys I had seen on campus. As each guy took a turn fucking and seeding me I thought I recognized a guy in the distance. I was distracted as my friend began to prepare my arm for another shot. I was watching my friend work the belt on my arm as the mysterious figure slipped his nice size cock into me. As I felt the stick of the needle I looked up to see my roommate was the guy about to fuck me when I felt the strong cough. My roommate kissed me and told me that he heard there was going to be new meat at the baths but never thought it would be me. He then began to fuck me and asked if I really wanted his load inside me. All I could muster between saying ‘holy fuck’ was fuck me and breed me please. My roommate buried his cock deep inside my hole and held it there before bringing his face close to mine asking if I really wanted him to impregnate me with his HIV charged load? The drugs had my brain all fucked up, I could only answer with a loud yes, yes, fuck me full of your HIV charged load, knock me up! My roommate wasn’t one to disappoint me as he fucked my brains out and not only dropped one load in my ass. By the time his cock began to soften he had dropped 3 loads inside my well used ass. He kissed me as another guy took his place. He laid down next to me and let me know the weekends where he went away with his boyfriend he was spending at the baths. He could hardly wait until we were back in our room.

http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=d2ZYB-G664- Same bottom different top. Begging for his load. That bearded top is fucking hot

Uncle Jim Nick wouldn't hear any of what his parents were telling him. He had been pondering this moment ever sine he admitted to himself at the age of 10 that he was gay. He went to his room, packed his things, went to his parents and told then he was gay and walked out the door. He drove his car over to Alex's house, knocked on the door. Uncle Jim answered the door seeing Nick standing there with what looked like his life's belongings. Alex was smoking a joint to help himself settle down from the partying they had dune for two days. Nick wanted stone of what Alex was smoking as they passed the joint around Tim they were stoned enough for bed. Alex invited Nick to share his bed with him as the two drifted off to sleep. While the two teens slept Uncle Jim got on his laptop. He sent an email to his party pals letting them know that he now has two HIV poz sons. They all knew he wanted to give his nephew his DNA, but they didn't know about his nephew's friend. His friend were hard core partiers that couldn't wait to meet the newbies. They ranged in age from 22 to 50 and they were ask I decent shape. What really got Uncle Jim's cock twitching was that the 22 year old had an 18 year-old brother who wanted to join in on the fun. What the 18 year-old didn't knew was the actual type of party he wanted to attend and that he (along with Alex and Nick) were to be the 'guest(s) of honor'. Uncle Jim knew he wouldn't have to convince Alex and Nick to participate, the trick was getting the very straight 18 year-old slammed up, fucked and pozzed just like his older brother. When the boys woke up Uncle Jim informed them of the party that would be held at a friend's house. When Uncle Jim told them about their friend's straight younger brother and the plan to drug him and fuck him full of cum, poz cum. That's when Nick realized that he was probably pozzed the other night. Alex rubbed Nick's back, kissed him on his cheek and placed a hand on his crotch. This brought a slight simulation to Nick's cock which began to get hard. As Alex began to suck Nick's cock. He wanted hard enough to ride as they talked about what both of then had gone through the past couple weeks and how they could pass their bug on to unsuspecting guys. Nick plowed Alex's hole filling it with what was probably still neg jizz that they knew would be poz in due time. The poz talk as they fucked turned both boys on while Uncle Jim watched knowing he had created a couple of prime gifters. I the few days before the party Uncle Jim came up with a plan, he figured he could have Alex and Nick play dumb and innocent like the straight boy. The straight boy's older brother was going to drug him and he figured his two boys could play along and once all three of them were in slings and the newbie was waking up they'd get slammed up (again since Uncle Jim wanted Alex and Nick really fucked up without their knowledge). When Friday night came the three of them arrived at their friend's place for the party. The only people visibly there was three host, the older brother, Ray, and his younger brother, Fred. Alex and Nick played it up with Fred (or Freddie as he liked to be called). Freddie's brother got him to the party by telling him that there were going to be some 'easy pussy' at the party to fuck, what he didn't tell him is that he was one of the 'easy pussies' for fucking. Alex and Nick played along telling Freddie they couldn't wait to score. When Freddie began to get 'woozy' the boys played along. When he was out the two were told to carry them down to the basement where most of the guests were waiting. After they stripped Freddie and placed him in one of the slings they quickly stripped and climbed into the other two slings. As they laid there and had their arms and legs restrained do that they couldn't get out even if they wanted to climb out. This would match what was being done with Freddie that way he'd think that all three of them were set up with Alex and Nick loving the attention and (hopefully) cumming Freddie down, although ate his slam he'd have no will to fight. Uncle Jim knew it would be a good half hour (or longer) before Freddie would be awake to be slam. He pulled out a couple decent size slams to get the boys started. Alex and Nick were eager to get going as tourniquets were fixed on both boys arms, their arms swabbed with alcohol, followed by the point. Both boys coughed out as the drug took control. The friend began to take turns teasing the boys as they each begged to be fucked as they waited for Freddie to come around. As he stated to stir the attention Alex and Nick were getting stopped as they prepared Freddie for the first slam of his 18 year-old life, as well as preparing Alex and Nick for their next set of (stronger) slams. Uncle Jim reminded the boys to be a little vocal of their objections or they'd get slammed and left in the slings without any attention. Alex and Nick thought they were getting weak slams as they fixed the tourniquets, swabbed each arm as Freddie was asking his brother 'WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON RAY, LET ME OUT IF THIS THING!' Alex and Nick gave their own protests as they all were getting points stuck in a vein. The slams were administered, Freddie was specially fixed by his brother who made sure to mix in an ample amount of his poz blood and as the tourniquets were removed all three coughed out hard. Alex and Nick were (pleasantly) surprised when they were totally fucked up (and then fucked). After Freddie caught his breath he began to moan and was heard saying 'OH FUCK'. Uncle Jim leaned close to Alex and asked how he liked his second slam of the night? Alex could barely make out what he was being asked as there was a ringing I his ears and wasn't sure who was asking since he couldn't focus his eyes. He just simply replied to keep them coming. When Nick was asked the same question from Uncle Jim he simply mumbled, 'Fuck yeah.' Over the night the the boys were fucked (and seeded) by each guy at the party. Ray was the first one who fucked his younger brother. It was apparent by the moans escaping from Freddie's mouth that he was enjoying the attention his ass was getting. It was self evident by Uncle Jim that Freddie needed to be taught how to suck some cock as he stroked up to Freddie's head and rubbed the tip of his cock over Freddie's lips. His older brother Ray whispered in his ear to open his mouth and suck the cock he was drooling over. As the sun came up the three teens needed a break and to stretch their legs. All three were helped out of the slings and into a refreshing shower. After a specialized protein/carbohydrate drink to refresh and energize them they were taken bake to the basement where the slings were replaced with mattresses and each was given another slam.

As a nurse recovering patients after surgery I have seen many things. As the only guy in the department I usually end up with the majority of the male patients. The anesthesia and pain medication can relax people to allow them to do things they would not normally do—they can always blame the meds if they even remember it at all. They come to me wearing just a hospital gown and I have to assess them. I pull the curtain around us and uncover them and pull the gown out of the way to assess any dressings. I feel around the abdomen and let my hands drift lower to brush their cocks. Recently cared for a guy in his late 80s after surgery and when I was looking him over his cock looked a bit off. Come to find out he had a penile implant placed several years earlier. He can pump it up with a hidden button and it fills his cock with saline. I asked how it worked and what it felt like. He was very willing to tell me all about it. While he was talking he said feel it so I grabbed his cock and squeezed it slowly. When it was time to discharge him home I helped him to the bathroom and he removed the gown and his dressing came loose. As he stood there I got down on my knees in front of him and fixed the dressing and he said let me show you how hard I can get. He inflated the device and his cock went from nice to rock hard. He encouraged me to feel how hard it got. I ran my hands over that big, hard, 80+ year old cock then leaned in a give it a lick. He moaned softly so I slid more of it in my mouth. I sucked his cock for several minutes and he said he didn’t cum anymore but he loved feeling my mouth on his cock. Most patients feel they have to pee after surgery and I will get a urinal for them which most find difficult to use. If I can I will help them stand at the bedside and help support them so they don’t fall. I tell them to hold on to me and I take their cock and place it in the urinal. Most feel like they need to pee but do not have to but want to try for several minutes. I will tell them to massage the area over their bladder and show them how by placing my hand above their cock and slowly rubbing and letting my fingers dip down to around the base of their cock. They may not end up peeing but the majority of them end up with a hard on. Most of them encourage me to continue rubbing them saying it feels good and they think it is helping. They get harder and I remove the urinal and slowly let my hand brush more of their cock. Jerking them slowly and hearing them moan. Had a guy who broke both arms and was back for multiple surgeries. When I was assessing him and looking at his various dressing I brushed his cock and it got hard right away. He told me he couldn’t jack off and was backed up. He would ask me to scratch his stomach or leg and I would pull back his gown and scratch where he wanted and his cock just stayed so hard. I kept brushing it and finally grasped it and gave it a stroke and he just sighed and said yes in one long breath. I continued stroking him and asked if this was what he really needed. He said just please don’t stop. I slow stroked him for several minutes. Eventually he told me he was going to shoot I leaned over and took the head of his cock in my mouth and he shot days worth of backed up cum down my throat. He would request me to recover him after each of his many surgeries and I always helped him out. I have cared for my friends, family member, neighbors, their family members, city officials, doctors, coworkers, and strangers of all ages. Usually it is just work but sometimes it turns into more. Each day is a new adventure.

That seem to be a common reaction, and similar to people deep in debt with unopened letters from the banks piling up, only making it worse. Much as it hurts, they won't listen though, until they reach a crisis point and have to face it. Not a happy situation to watch. I generally feel that people will not do things you tell them to, so that won't work. However, the idea of keeping the dialogue up but in general terms and not putting him on the spot, is probably the only thing that you can do. Discuss the problem impersonally, in other words, but occasionally or you will likely lose his attention.