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Hotel Hoe Down: The next anonymous dick slid into my cum filled hole with ease. I moaned in contentment as I once again felt like a turkey filled with stuffing at a Pilgrim Thanksgiving, dripping with sauce. My intentions were innocent enough when I answered the man’s ad. OK, well maybe not, but even with the empty rigs lying on the floor, the multiple raw dicks that had bred me, and the BBC maintenance man/pimp repeatedly calling me his, “White bitch twitch,” code for drugged-up-cum-chaser, I had yet to admit to myself how far I had fallen. I was like an angel who had come to Earth and sexually tainted my eternal light with the darkness of sex and depravity. The Watcher had become the watched. My ass was being used as a flesh hole for raw dick and cum. My veins were being used as a transport network for whatever drugs my superior BBC master decided I needed. My mouth was being used as their urinal. I was still in the first stage of denial - shock - but the rest would come, I was sure, until finally I hit the last stage of acceptance and embraced who I had become. A drugged-up-AIDs-chasing-slut. In hindsight, maybe as the saying goes, “He doth protest too much.” I had been planning my vacation to New York City for months and a major part of that effort was scoping out who the big dicked tops were in the city - the raw fucking big dicked tops. I methodically reviewed all the members on the various hookup sites I was already on and even scoured the web for new, and different sites to explore to find some good dick. I found the usual suspects, most of whom I figured were fakes, but sent messages, chatted back and forth, and ‘lined up’ a few promising dicks to get me stuffed with raw man meat and cum during my vacation. If all went as planned I would not leave the hotel for five days as I would be too busy getting fucked. Plan B was that I would hit an ABS to find whatever nasty trade I could. But now I’m getting ahead of myself a little as while I normally stay at a hotel chain where I get points on my credit card, for this trip I chose a different one, one where a 10-inch BBC worked. When I first saw his online ad, I figured it was too good to be true. I mean, really, this dude checked all my boxes - BBC, nasty, raw top, POZ, smoked, drank, drugs, thuggish, and more. Well, you can see for yourself why I was intrigued and my hole was dripping when I responded to his post: YOU WILLING TO GET FUCKED HOW I SAY? OBEY A SUPERIOR BBC MASTER? Harlem nicca here. Work in a hotel, looking for slut bottoms who need their hole seeded. My rules, my way only. You must pass inspection. My buddy will come check that ass out. If he says it’s good then game on fuckas! I wanna breed my nut in YOU! The Dept of Health got my number. Who want to be added to the contact list? POZ breeder - take it or fuck off! I shook as I typed a reply and my brain spun thinking of how such a connect might play out. Yet I knew it was likely it was all fake - but hell, might as well give it a shot. To my surprise the guy responded and without asking the 101 questions every other guy in NYC had generally been asking. He only asked one - again, “YOU WILLING TO GET FUCKED HOW I SAY?” Of course I said yes. Little did I know what that would mean. Finally the day arrived and I was all set for my vacation. I had shipped a box via FedEx to the hotel with some ‘supplies’ to make sure I could prep, have some poppers, fuck towels etc… Getting a tub of Elbow Grease through security in my carry on was not an option, and I didn’t want to fill by luggage with nothing but fuck towels - a nice dark brown to hide any stains and not ruin the institutional white sheets and coverlets most hotels use these days. Once at the hotel, I unpacked, prepped, and at 2:45 texted the BBC Master as he had instructed, “I’m in room 632. Door unlocked. Bent over the bed. Blindfolded. Waiting as MASTER ordered.” I was anxious and paced back and forth on the worn carpet. Would he text me back? Was this a set up? Fuck I should have had a drink or something. Instead I grabbed the poppers and did a snuff. OK, better, but not - fuck! He texted me back. “You got 60 seconds to get ready. Bend over, white pussy ass out. You run - my man is out. You say anything - my man leaves. You make a fucking move and are anything but a cum hole - we done.” I quickly threw my phone up on the bed, bent over, slid the blindfold down across my eyes and huffed the poppers hard. I had a fuck towel set out on my right with a bottle of Elbow Grease H2O gel as ordered and a fuck towel to my left. My ass was prelubed, the lights were off except for the hall light. I waited. The door latch clicked as the handle was turned. The door banged against the jamb and clicked shut. Silence. Hard breathing, the shuffling of fabric, keys, a belt unloosening, the scrape of sharp nails against my skin, then my hole, then an evil chuckle as the skin cells of my ass ring were scraped like excess paint off a window sill. I wanted to flinch, cry out, move, beg for his dick but remembered what the BBC MASTER has said, so I stayed as still as a fawn being stalked by a wolf. The digging at my hole paused. I heard the flick of a lighter, the hiss as something caught flame, the sucking in of lung fulls of smoke - pause - then a great exhale. Jesus he was smoking in my room! Fuck! I was going to get charged for that damn it! I recognized that smell though - crack. I had a few street buddies from DC who smoked rock and the smell is unmistakable - sharp, sticky, chalky, with a mix of burnt toast. The lighter flicked again, the anonymous top exhaled, I heard the clink of glass onto the cabinet holding the TV, then felt his nails again as he clawed at my ass even harder now. My hole was getting wet; the top’s breathing was getting heavier as the crack kicked in. Damn I hoped his dick could still get a hard on and fuck. I should not have worried. The anonymous top leaned over my back, his dick head pressing against my ass. Shit he felt thick and his skin was hot like a white ember in a furnace. He moaned as he scored his fingers down my back and sides, kneaded my ass cheeks like a kitten on a pussy’s tummy, then grunted as he slammed his hard dick at my raw hole. I had to bury my face in the pillow and stuff my mouth with the white cotton to keep from not crying out. The fierce pain was like a bullet piercing my flesh, but in slow motion. Little by little he pushed into my ass. The raw, anonymous dick split me open, fucked me hard, and pounded me like a nail with a sledge hammer. I took it just like the BBC Master ordered and before long was rewarded with a deep grunt, a stiff dick, a ball spasm, and hot cum spewing like river rapids into my raw ass. Once he was satisfied, my anonymous benefactor slid his dick out, grabbed a fuck towel, mumbled something, tossed the towel onto my back, hiked up his pants, then left the way he came in. I stood up, stretched, yanked the blindfold off, went to the bathroom to rub my eyes and took some toilet paper to rub my tender hole - pink and red. Yeah he fucked me good. I wanted to keep the nutt in and flicked the lights on and went back to the bed and stopped - there on the bed was a white envelope: “10:30. COME TO THE 17TH FLOOR. END OF HALL TO THE RIGHT IF YOU WANT THAT POZ NUTT.” I opened the envelope and inside was a key card, like for a hotel room, but which one? I held the anonymous load of cum in as long as I could. When I finally went to the bathroom I had some sharp pain, like razors slicing my hole. He must have ripped me up some. I also felt tweaked out - can you get a contact high from a crack smoker through his cum? I figured yes. Repeatedly I checked my phone seeing if the BBC Master had texted or emailed me. I guessed I passed his first test but hell, who knows with these fakers and spammers. I was happily surprised someone showed up at all and eager for more dick and while I wanted to head to the ABS or online to find some more dick, I waited. At 10:25 I left my room, looked to the left then the right down the hotel hallway, then made my way to the elevator bank. I stepped in and pressed 17. Nothing happened. I hit it again. Nothing. I pulled the key card out of my pocket, swiped it against the small black square set below the floor buttons, it turned green, 17 lighted up, and I was on my way. The elevator stopped, the doors opened, and I stepped off into a dimly lit construction zone. I guess this was a floor they were remodeling as there was a cloud of perpetual dust, rows of plastic hanging off the wall and ceiling, piles of debris, and workshop style lights that fluttered in and out. Yeah, I know, this is the scene in Law and Order where the dumb ass criminal who is trying to escape the cops gets taken out by a serial killer or some shit. I looked to the left, then the right, headed down the hall stepping over bits and piles of construction debris and dodging drapes of hanging plastic from the ceiling. The only sound besides the thumping of my heart was the thrum of a generator, or machinery someplace. All the doors to the rooms were open and only darkness could be seen, not even a glint of light from outside. As I got closer to the last room on my right I noticed a faint glow coming from the room. I paused, listened; there was a soft CLICK, a rustling of plastic. I peered around the doorway and saw a large, dark shape of a man silhouetted against a single workshop light hanging from the ceiling behind him standing beside the shadowed outline of a stepladder. His face was in shadows, and to make it even murkier - and creepier - he was standing behind a sheet of opaque plastic hanging down from the ceiling. CLICK - the lighter caught, the brief flicker of flame near the shadow man’s head showed he was smoking something. Bright embers shimmered in the glass pipe like little distant stars behind the plastic sheeting. “WHAT THE FUCK YOU WAITING FOR BOY? GET THEM FUCKING CLOTHES OFF, THEN THE FUCK OVER HERE, BEND THOSE KNEES, AND GIVE ME SOME NECK. TASTE THIS POZ DICK!” the shadow man bellowed. CLICK - the lighter caught again and even as I got closer I still could not make out any details of his face. I paused, pulled off my t-shirt, shorts, kicked off my sneakers, and adjusted my now hard dick. CLICK - the lighter torched once more and just as I thought I might catch a glimmer of this POZ breeder, the flame died. The smoke was thick close to the plastic and smelled like crack, but way stronger. As I got nearer I also noticed there was a hole cut in the plastic and the shadow man had his dick stuck through it. I knelt on the dirty concrete floor, lifted his long breeding stick up, and placed the head on my tongue so I could savor his infected drip. “THAT’S IT BOY. TASTE THAT SUPERIOR BBC DICK. TASTE THAT MASTER DICK THAT’S GONNA FILL THAT CLOWN HOLE. I’M GONNA SMASH THAT BOY PUSSY GOOD AND MAKE YOU O.D. ON SOME AIDS NUTT. YEAH GOT SOME THUG TREATS FOR YOU FAGGOT - HELL YEAH - LOVE A COCK HUNGRY FAGGOT HOE WHO NEEDS THEIR PUSSY RAPED BY A TRUE SUPERIOR BBC MASTER. AIN’T THAT RIGHT? DON’T TALK WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL NOW - JUST FOCUS ON MAKING IT SLOPPY.” As his dick extended to its full width and length I had to brace myself and work to take what I could. I was beginning to think unlike most tops, he had undersold his assets, as clearly it felt bigger than 10-inches. “GOOD HOE SLUT. HOLD YOUR NECK ROLL A MINUTE - NO DON’T MOVE YOUR MOUTH, KEEP IT JUST LIKE THAT. DON’T FUCKING MOVE YOUR HEAD OR WE’RE DONE AND YOU DON’T GET THIS DICK UP THAT PUSSY YOU HEAR ME!” I wasn’t sure what he was trying to do at first and it made me jump a little when something hard and bristly pushed through the plastic gloryhole and at my mouth alongside his dick. He had stuck his hand through the hole too along with a hard bristle toothbrush. With his dick still in my mouth he jammed the brush in alongside his dick. He tried to brush my gums but between the angle and his dick filling my mouth, he just couldn’t make it happen. Quickly, he realized that too, “I’M GONNA PULL MY DICK BACK FOR A MINUTE SO WE CAN PREP YOUR AIR HOLE. PUT YOUR MOUTH RIGHT UP TO THE SPOT THERE, OPEN WIDE, AND USE YOUR FINGERS TO STRETCH YOUR LIPS OUT. REMEMBER, DON’T FUCKING MOVE YOUR HEAD OR WE’RE DONE!!” I did as the shadow man ordered and winced and whimpered as he had success and started gouging my gums good with his brush. Side to side, up and down, top then bottom, he was like an evil dentist. Tears ran out of the corners of my eyes, he pulled the brush back, the lighter went CLICK, he chuckled, “FUCK YEAH BLOODY HOE AIR HOLE. TOLD YOU I WAS GOING TO POZ YOU AT BOTH ENDS. JUST LIKE PAINTING A HOUSE YOU GOT TO PRIME THOSE WALLS FIRST BEFORE YOU ADD THE FINISH COAT. NOW SCOOP SOME OF MY AIDS DRIP OFF MY DICK AND WORK IT AROUND YOUR GUMS THEN SLIDE MY MEAT UP AND DOWN YOUR TONGUE, INSIDE YOUR CHEEKS REAL NICE AND GOOD. OH YEAH THAT’S THE SHIT. FUCK YEAH HOE SLUT, FUCK YEAH.” My BBC master was pleased with how I obeyed and so decided I should get another treat, “That was good hoe fag. I like how you are whimpering cause you so hungry for my dick. Don’t worry, if you continue to please me I will make sure that body gets all the AIDS dick and nutt you can handle and then some you can’t. First, I want you to take this pipe. AH AH AH NO QUESTIONS! Good. The only time that mouth should be open is when I tell it to be. Like I was saying, take this pipe, hold it firm between your lips. I’ll heat the bowl and when I say so, you inhale deep as you can and hold it until I say stop and release.” Shadow man passed a glass object through the hole that was about as long as a pen with a rounded bulb on the end. I held it level as I bent forward a little, placed the end between my lips, and tried not to imagine him setting the plastic on fire or some shit. CLICK - he held the lighter’s flame below the bowl and swirled it around in little circles, “Go on now - suck it in good and deep and hold it no matter what. You’ll want to cough, but don’t, fight it - fight it - fight it a little...more...OK you can release.” When I did I coughed, hacked, and gasped for air as the world spun a bit and I got a wicked rush. Shadow man laughed, “Fucking slut - that was good and got my dick brick as shit. Let’s do that a few times.” I kept running my tongue back and forth and in and out of my mouth like dog that had just been given peanut butter. The taste was funky, the smoke had made the places where he had gouged my mouth up itch and burn, and I was tripping a bit. “Yo bitch, focus, put your mouth back here. That was a warm up. This time, inhale harder, hold it longer, and you’ll repeat several times in a row until the shit’s down. Come on now, that’s it.” By the time that round of hitting the pipe was done I good and buzzed. Shit I liked that and wanted more. I mumbled something but even I didn’t know what I said and shadow man just laughed, wagged the tooth brush back through the hole, “BEND THE FUCK OVER HOE - TIME TO PREP THAT PUSSY SO I CAN DUMP SOME AIDS BABIES.” I backed my ass to the plastic gloryhole, bent forward, and barely made a sound as he jammed the toothbrush in my ass and started digging around, getting my hole ready for his eternal gifts. Shadow man wasted no time and moved his hand back and forth in time to the need building inside his balls. He pulled his prep toy out, made a satisfied, “Hmmm..” then I felt the baby-fist head of his dark dick kiss my ass lips. “SHOW YOUR SUPERIOR BLACK MASTER HOW MUCH YOU WANT THAT DICK. TAKE IT DRY WITH JUST YOUR PUSSY JUICES. SHOW ME HOW MUCH OF A CHEM-FUCKED-UP-SLUT YOU ARE. EAGER PUSSY TRYING TO GET POZZED. NUTTED. BRED DEEP. THAT’S IT - PUSH THAT HOLE BACK, OPEN THAT CUNT - SHIT HURTS GOOD HUH? WAIT UNTIL I AM ALL THE WAY IN. RIDE THAT FUCKING DICK. RAPE YOURSELF ON IT. BOUNCE THAT SHIT BACK. YOU GO FAG BOY - YOU ASKING FOR IT GOOD NOW!” I was hungry for dick, for cum, for more of that pipe - the glass and BBC master versions. I stood part way up, desperately flinging myself back onto his POZ dick. Suddenly the shadow man wrapped his arms around me, encasing my head and body in the plastic hanging from the ceiling as he pressed our bodies together and pushed. The plastic rent from the connectors holding it to the ceiling. Bits of plaster cascaded down the crevices of the protective cover as the shadow man pushed me down onto the floor, his dick stull buried raw and deep in my ass. His hand and body slid over mine, the plastic forming a protective barrier against him except for the hole where his dick spread my ass open wider. “TIME TO POZ THAT ASS UP. ADD YOUR NAME TO MY FILE AT THE HEALTH DEPARTMENT. BREED YOU LIKE THAT PUSSY NEEDS TO BE BRED AND FILLED. CREAM IT WITH THIS SUPERIOR BLACK NUTT TIL YOU GAPING, DRIPPING, AND THOSE PUSSY LIPS JUST SUCKING IT OUT OF ME! YOU READY TO GET THIS TOXIC LOAD? YOU READY FOR THAT BREEDING YOU’VE BEEN CRAVING - NEEDING - BEEN ALL HUNGRY FOR? I DON’T GIVE A SHIT IF YOU ARE OR NOT CAUSE YOU’RE GETTING IT NOW. NO PULLING OUT - NO STOPPING - FUCKING FILLING YOU DEEP!” Time paused - I could hear the drops of sweat from shadow man’s face drip onto the plastic over my head, could feel his body tense, shudder, and release inside me. I welcomed his gift. Time went back to normal speed when the BBC retreated from my hole. I stayed where I was, not wanting to lose the moment, but as with all things time, moments pass and it continues with or without you. I reached up and eased the plastic off my head, wiped the sweat and grime from my face, rolled over and looked for my shadow man. Once again he was silhouetted against the single light, all darkness and shadows, and then he spoke, “Good slut. You want some more breeder dick? Fucking white bitch twitch.” I WONDER WHAT ELSE HE HAD PLANNED FOR ME? (*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!)

Have to post this now to try and find out in my mind what the hell happened? I am, or had been, totally straight. Married, kids and no thoughts whatever of gay sex. Then the following happened and I am still trying to figure out how? There is a small park near my home that I pass by on the way to and from work a lot. Had stopped there a few times to use the toilet (an old fashion outhouse type-one holer). Seldom if ever saw anyone there at all. Park almost always either empty or maybe there would be one guy sitting at a table or sometimes some families had small gatherings there but most times empty. Then a couple of days ago as I was coming home from work and had to pee really badly, I pulled in to find about two dozen motorcycles there. Looked like all guys and they seemed to be drinking and playing soccer. I didn't really pay much attention as I just headed to the toilet in a hurry and there was nobody back where that was. On the way back, I stopped to watch them kick the ball around a little bit. I walked closer to watch a bit as I was bored anyway and going home was to be boring as wife was at least two hours from getting off of work, so no big hurry. They had stuck what looked like tent poles in the ground for their goals and it looked like a pretty lively game. One of the guys happened to turn around and noticed me standing there watching and got up and walked over and asked if I was from around there? I told him I was and he said they were all from out of state and just passing through and were taking a break. He said, "Why not have a seat and be comfortable for a bit." I said sure and we sat down. He offered me a nice cold beer and since it was a hot day I accepted although I seldom drink beer at all (love my Rum LOL). We talked about minor stuff, kind of town it was, family, traveling and the game of course. Before I knew it I had downed about a half dozen beers and was into the game and cheering for anyone since I didn't know any of them. Some of the other guys were talking to me too and everyone seemed to be having a good time. At some point I turned to pick up my beer on the table behind me and stopped dead as two of the guys were standing behind the table and kissing and groping each other. I pretty much gawked at them as I don't think I have ever seen two guys doing that in public till that time. The first guy I had met noticed me about then and turning and looking, laughed and told me I should see the look on my face. I apologized and told him it had just taken me by surprise is all. He told me not to worry about it as they probably didn't care if I was watching them or not. I continued watching the game but now turned around a little more often as I was curious as to how far those two were going to go in public like that. By now one of them had his hand down the front of the others shorts and I could tell the guy was hard. I kept looking past them too to see if anyone else might come into the park but no other cars seemed to be going by. I turned back to the game again and didn't look around again for a while. When I did look again, I didn't see them at first and then noticed they had sat down on the ground and were mostly out of sight now. I didn't think any more of it again for a while as the game got kind of exciting about then.

My junior year of college I decided that I had had enough of dorm life and struck out on my own to find an apartment. My parents said that they would pay for it as long as it didn’t cost more then the dorms. Now the dorms at my university weren’t cheap but they weren’t really as expensive as the cost of an apartment, so my choices were limited. After scouring the newspaper and craigslist I found three that were within my extremely small budget and were close enough to school to not make the commute impossible, so, a couple of weeks before school started, I went on a quest to find an apartment. I suppose that I should tell you a little something about myself before we go on too far. I had just turned twenty-one, and has spent a good amount of time the year before working off the last vestiges of my slightly pudgy teen age self and now sported a thin lean build that I was rather proud of. Also in the past year, weather it was due to some hormone increase from working out or my genetics finally decided that it was that time in my development, I had grown a fairly reasonable pelt of hair across my tight pecks and my now firm round bubble butt had a healthy growth of hair across both cheeks and down my crack. What I was most proud of all though was that my cock had thickened and lengthened slightly making it now an exact seven inches long and just about six and a half around. The boys I met at parties and bent over back in their rooms or in the bathroom of the party certainly enjoyed my quickly evolving meat. August in the Midwest is unreasonably hot, so when I went began my quest, upon entering the first place I quickly shucked my button down shirt and walked wearing a wife-beater and tight jean shorts, even as I could feel the sweat still running down my back. An old woman showed me around a dingy little flat in the basement of a small three-story apartment building. It was certainly not what was advertised in the paper but I knew people always exaggerated in those things. I thanked her for her time and said that I would be in touch, praying that the other two apartments were better. The second place I was looking was about a ten minute walk away, but by the time I had gotten there my shirt was soaked through with sweat and I was sure that I stunk to high heaven. Feeling rather dejected after my first viewing I knocked on the door to apartment 1A, which through my correspondence with the poster on Craigslist I had learned was the apartment of the super. The door opened and there stood the single most attractive man I had ever seen in my life. Normally I was only attracted to guys my own age but this man destroyed all of that. He stood at about six foot three inches, which put him about six inches taller than was I. He had a broad powerful chest, thick muscle knotted arms, and a handsome bearded face that made my knees weak. He wore no shirt and his carpenter pants were slung so low on his hips that I could see the tops of his thick bush of pubes over the waistband. I stared at his strong hair covered chest admiring the dark fur that covered his whole torso for a long moment, before managing to blurt out that I was here to see the apartment. The man chuckled and said in a deep voice that resonated in my chest “I’m Chuck, the guy you emailed. Nice to meet you, guy. Sorry, what was your name again?” “Duncan,” I replied, possibly a little too quickly. “Well do you wanna see the place or just stand here in the hallway,” he said turning away from me for a moment. He grabbed a shirt from just beyond where I could see into his apartment and a set of keys off a hook before stepping forward into the hallway. I stepped back quickly allowing him to pull his own door closed before leading the way down the hallway to the stairs tugging the flannel shirt of as he walked. As we walked towards the stairs Chuck made idle conversation with me about school, asking I was studying - just filling the silence, as he lead the way up three flights of stairs and then all the way down the top floor to the last door on the right. He unlocked the door and gestured for me to go inside. It was a much nicer apartment then the last one I saw. The living room was small but had a large window that allowed sunlight to stream into the tiny space. The little kitchen was outdated but usable and the although the bedroom would fit little more then a bed and a dresser, I liked the place. Chuck showed me around and though I tried to listen I kept finding my gaze wandering to the patch of his chest that was still visible as he never buttoned the shirt he put on, or down to where his pubes were coming out over his pants wondering what the pale jeans were hiding. “So you like it kid?” “Yeah, I think it’s great.” “Good,” Chuck stopped his tour of the little apartment and turned to look at me for a long moment before smiling and saying, “But I think there’s more on your mind the just the apartment right now isn’t there?” “What?” “You can’t keep your eyes off my cock boy, I’ve seen you looking.” “Shit, I’m sorry.” I stammered embarrassed beyond belief at being caught, “I’ll go, sorry for the trouble.” “Go? What the fuck kid, no get back here.” “Okay.” “You gay, kid?” “Yeah. Is that a problem?” “Not at all, make this step a little easier.” “What?” “My last slut just graduated and I’m in need of a new one.” He grabbed at his dick through his jeans and I could see the outline now of a fat powerful cock. “So,” he said dropping his shirt on the floor, “If you’re a good boy then I’ll cut you a deal on your rent, and if you’re a really good boy then there is no rent.” He had started walking closer to me, closing the small gap between us in the tiny bedroom. I could smell him now the intoxicating scent of man wafting over me as I found myself close enough to touch his amazing chest. “You interested in that deal?” “Yes,” I breathed. Somehow feeling that if I spoke too loudly I would wake myself from the incredibly hot dream I was convinced I was having. “Kiss my chest.” I hesitated for a moment and then leaned forward and kissed one of his pink fur rimmed nipples. “Good boy. Now get on your knees.” Normally I was the one who told boys to get on their knees, but with this man all of my wishes, dreams, aspirations, wants, desires or need to be a top flew out of my head. All that I wanted was to serve this massive hulk of a man. I sank to my knees without hesitation. Chuck placed one hand on my head ruffling my hair while with the other he undid his pants allowing them to fall to the ground, his cock springing up almost hitting me in the face. Just as befit a man of his perfection he had a thick heavily veined cock that had to be at least eight maybe eight and a half inches long. The hand that rested upon my head guided me forward till his cock head pressed against my mouth and I opened wide taking as much of him inside me as I could. He grunted out his appreciation as I began to work at swallowing him substantial meat, greedily working his mushroom head past my tonsils. After bobbing back and forth and gagging several times I felt his balls come to rest on my chin for a moment before the lack of air cause my body to pull back involuntarily. I felt a powerful rush of accomplishment, I loved feeling his dark dense pubes around my nose and sensing the weight of his low hanging balls against my chin. I dove forward again swallowing his meat once more and eliciting from Chuck a sudden gasp of pleasure as his cock slid down my throat. Despite being almost a total top I had always loved sucking cock, and had gotten a good deal of practice in high school when I was fucking the captain of the football team who it turned out was a big dicked bottom who loved nothing more then to have a load blown up his hole then get his cock sucked till he came. He had been getting bred the quarter back sense our freshmen year but when he got a peak at my even then fat cock at the start of our senior year I spent the rest of the year honing my pounding skills and cocking on his knob. My hands found their way to Chuck strong ass, and I was unsurprised when I felt still more thick dense hair between my fingers as I pulled his hips closer to my face. I breather in his scent as I worshiped his dick, my own cock now hard as a rock forgotten in my shorts. “Jesus Christ kid,” Chuck gasped after a long while, “any more like that and I’m going to blow my load down your throat instead of where it belongs.” He pulled me off of his cock and tilted my head up so that I was looking at his face, losing myself in his deep blue eyes. “Strip.” I pulled my sweat soaked wife-beater off and tossed it and the button down I had tied around my waist off to the side and then after kicking off my shoes shimmied off my shorts and underpants so that I was now kneeling at the feet of this Adonis completely naked my tight swimmers body exposed for him to judge. He smiled. “Get on your hands and knees and face away from me,” were his next set of instructions. I obeyed hastily. Chuck got down on behind me and lent forward, his hand gripping my ass cheeks firmly and then I felt his rough beard on brushing against my spread ass crack just before his wet warm tongue found my hole. I moaned loudly and arched my back pushing my ass back at Chuck’s invading tongue. “What a hungry hole! When did you last get fucked, boy?” “Back in high school like three years ago,” I answered truthfully. I hadn’t gotten fucked since the quarterback of the football team took out his revenge on my ass for stealing his bottom bitch away. “You haven’t had sex in three years?” “No, it’s just that I’m normally a top.” “Well shit then, you’re tight hole is in need of a good plowing.” He dove back in, his tongue swirling around my hole occasionally pressing against my still resistant sphincter. Waves of pleasure crashed over me causing my body to slowly relax to melt into him, and I felt my hole slowly opening for him. Chuck sensed my hole relaxing as well and he redoubled his efforts to slip his tongue inside my almost virginal hole. After a rim job like this, I thought, I might never top again. I heard a rustling behind me and then Chuck stopped devouring my hole, though one of his hands still remained on my ass cheek spreading my crack wide. I heard several clicks and looked back to see and iPhone in chuck’s hand. “What are you doing,” I asked, not upset really just curious. For some reason I felt like this man, who I had just met, would never do anything bad to me. “Sending some pics of your sweet hole to a few guys I know close by who can help me really give your hole the plowing it needs today.” With that Chuck knocked me to the side so that I rolled over onto my back, spun me round, grabbed my ankles, and as he went back to devouring my now upturned hole stuffed his cock back down my throat.

Lets go wild ... some heavy metal ...

Part II The game was getting more intense now and I just kept on staying and watching. Didn't realize that I had now downed another 3 or 4 beers and really had to go pee again. Went to get up and almost fell on top of the first guy I had met. He grabbed me and held me up. I apologized and told him I guessed I had not been paying attention to how much I had been drinking and it kind of caught me by surprise. I kind of staggered off to the toilet then. I didn't know he had followed me until I got there. He told me he just wanted to make sure I was alright. I really was fumbling trying to unzip my pants and was almost giggling about it. He told me to hold still a sec and reached out and before I knew it he had undone my pants, button and zipper and they almost fell off me as he reached in and grabbed my cock and pulled it out for me. I was so out of it that it didn't even register at first and then I was kind of embarrassed. He let go of me then and I took ahold of myself and was able to mostly hit the hole with my piss. I was so shaky that some missed and got on the seat though and then I just couldn't seem to get my pants back up good and fastened. He, again, took matters into his own hands and tucked me in and did my pants back up for me. For some reason I didn't even notice at the time my cock had started to come up some. We walked back to the table, mostly him walking and me staggering badly by now. I must have looked pretty funny and some of the guys there had huge grins on their faces and a couple laughed when I almost missed the seat sitting down. I was a little red in the face I am sure and grabbed my beer there and took another drink hoping the cold would just help a little or something. I started watching the game again but found myself almost slipping off of the seat now. I finally gave up and sat on the ground. I turned to place my beer on the seat then and from this vantage point I now could see behind the table and the two guys from earlier were in plain sight now. I am sure my eyes bugged out and they were both now completely nude it seemed and were in a 69 position. From my point of view, from the side actually of them, I could see they both had their cocks in each others mouths and were really gulping on each other. I just sat and stared. I couldn't seem to take my eyes off of them for a while and then as I was watching, one of them grabbed the others legs and lifted them up and apart. I saw him then licking the guys balls and then his tongue kept on going until I could tell he was licking his hole. As I watched he got more and more spit on that hole and then I could tell his tongue was actually going into it some and the other guy had quit sucking him and was now moaning and telling him how great it felt. I was mesmerized. What the hell?

Part III I had had too much to drink and just couldn't seem to move and was watching two guys really going to town on each other. As I watched the one who had been tongueing the hole of the one stopped and the other guy rolled him over and propped his legs up and went to doing his hole with his tongue now. I watched as he slobbered all over that hole and then his tongue was actually going in just like the other guys had done to him. Then I saw the guy start probing at that hole with a finger too and it slowly entered in more and more until it was buried all in. Damn, I had to get up and turn around but could hardly move. I started to rise and then, basically, fell over the seat with my head under the table and was on my stomach and just had to lie there and couldn't move. As I looked up again I notice the guy now seemed to have at least three of his fingers in that other guys hole now along with his tongue. I felt the seat move some and then heard the voice of the first guy I had met talking to me. He told me it didn't look like I was in a very good position there. I told him I thought I had too much to drink and couldn't get up for crap. He laughed and then grabbed me to try and help me up but that was found to be easier said than done when he banged my head on the underside of the table and had to let go of me. I dropped back to the same position I had been in before. Then he tried to get behind me to pull me but by now I was so limp I was almost folded over the seat completely and all he accomplished was to pull me back a little and then I would fall back forward. My legs got spread out and he was pretty much up against my ass trying to move me then. I was really out of it but it seemed like as he pulled back on me I felt his hips bump my ass and was almost sure I felt something hard bump up against the crack of my ass. We were both starting to laugh about this predicament now and he slipped and fell right on top of me and now I was sure I felt his hard cock bump my ass crack. I was somewhat put off by that but neither of us could hardly move for laughing now and the more we laughed the more his cock pushed against me and seemed to really be getting hard now and quite large too. I raised my head up to tell him about it and was looking at the two guys straight ahead of me again. The one had quit tongueing and fingering the others hole now and had dropped him down, turned around and as I watched, lifted the guys legs up and started to enter his hole with his cock. I froze completely and couldn't move or say anything. I just stared as I had never seen anything like that before. As I watched the guys cock sunk in till it was buried to his balls and then he held still for a little bit. The guy on top of me now, told me, wow, I didn't know they were going to go all the way there. He then kind of ground his own cock into me as we both watched. He then appeared to realize what he was doing and stopped and told me he was sorry but watching those two and the feel of my nice ass had gotten to him. I couldn't answer as just then the guy started to pull his cock back out of the other one till only about the head was still in and then thrust forward and started to fuck him then. I was still just staring. The guy on me was watching too and then all at once he reached around me and I felt him grab my cock. I turned my head to tell him he shouldn't do that to me and he planted his lips over mine before I could speak and was all at once kissing me and then drove his tongue into my mouth so I could not speak. I could feel him stroking my cock, which started to come up, which kind of surprised me too. He was kissing me and driving his tongue into my mouth and I was so surprised I could do nothing at all. Then I felt his other hand undoing my pants and then his other hand reached in and took my cock out and continued stroking it. I was completely hard now and having a really tough time trying to figure out just what the heck was going on. My cock was feeling too good to really stop now but at the same time I wanted away from there. By now my own cock was about as hard as it could get and when like that I wanted it to go off but was really conflicted about what was happening here. I needed to get away somehow. I then felt him dragging my pants down and pushing them down and my bare ass was now exposed and my pants were clear to my knees now. He had lifted up just a little to allow my pants to drop and then I felt him fidgeting around and all at once I felt his cock against my crack again, only this time it seemed to be bare and just as hard as mine was. I tried to squirm around to see but he had ahold of my cock in one hand stroking me furiously and was still kissing me, so about all that I accomplished was to get his tongue further into my mouth and his cock sliding up and down my crack and then catching on my hole. He felt somewhat wet there too which was a surprise. I tried to say something but wasn't able to and rolled my eyes some and could still see the other two guys on the ground fucking away. I stopped as I heard the one say here it comes and as I watched and listened he told the guy he was cumming in him good. The other guy was moaning and told him I am too and as I watched his cock erupted also cumming all over his stomach and chest. I froze again for a few seconds and then I felt something very funny happening to my own ass. It seemed like my own hole was opening up or something. I wasn't sure but as I turned my eyes back the guy on me was not only kissing me still but looking deep into my eyes.

Part 6 I was now doing quite well at work and had a circle of good friends - life was good. As far as I knew, all my friends practiced safe sex and assumed that I did too. They had no idea that I was continuing to fuck and be fucked without a condom whenever I got the chance and the thought of what they would think if they knew turned me on even more. More and more I was getting off on taking risks - both in terms of cruising for sex in public toilets and in deliberately having risky, unprotected sex. One summer afternoon I was in central London, bored and horny. I had been in a relationship for about six months and the guy I was seeing was very much into safe sex so we always used condoms. I was now off the leash and horny as fuck. My first port of call was the toilets at Marble Arch. It was about half past five in the evening and to my delight I found that it was busy with guys cruising after work. At that time there was a row of cubicles along the back of the toilet and smaller rows of cubicles down the sides. This meant that there were quite a few blind spots where guys would cruise and wait until a cubicle became free. I headed down there and saw a smartly dressed young black guy who looked mid to late 20s standing outside the cubicles. I cruised him and he responded. I moved in closer and put my hand over the bulge in his smart black trousers. His cock was hard and he pushed against my hand. We were completely hidden from view and had now been joined by an older guy who was keeping watch as I unzipped the black guy's trousers. He made as if to stop me and then relaxed as he realised that we couldn't be seen and let me pull his trousers and pants down a bit. I had thought his cock was hard when I felt it through his trousers but as I played with it, it kept growing and growing - it was huge! I bent over and started to suck him and he groaned. I sucked him for a while and then a cubicle came free. Seconds later we were in the cubicle together, his pants and trousers were down at his ankles and I was sitting on the toilet sucking on his big black cock. I sucked him for a while and then asked him if he wanted to fuck me. He nodded. I stood up, rubbed some lube into my arse, turned around and bent over the toilet - neither of us mentioned condoms. As I bent over I noticed that the older guy who had been keeping watch for us was now watching over the top of the neighbouring cubicle. Being watched turned me on even more and I made sure he could see that the black guy wasn't wearing a condom as I spread my legs and pulled my cheeks apart to help him get his big cock up my arse. I can still remember how good it felt as he pushed that big black cock right up me and began to fuck. I hadn't been fucked by anything that big in a long time and I enjoyed every minute of it. He was fucking me harder now and it was all I could do not to cry out. I knew he was getting close and he was not showing any signs of wanting to pull out. Not only did he have a big cock - he had the biggest pair of balls I had ever seen and I knew he was about to empty them right up me. I pushed back hard against him as he moaned "Oh fuck....fuck....FUCK!" and shot his load right up my arse. When he pulled out he leaned against the wall of the cubicle, panting. I felt as if my arse was gaping and I could feel some cum running down my legs. I bent over and took his cock into my mouth as he fingered my arse and I shot my load on the floor of the cubicle. That night I was still horny. I drove up Hampstead Heath and ended up taking another two loads up my arse. I had enjoyed being in a relationship, but I was now making up for lost time. My next experience was totally unexpected. I had been up in Scotland visiting family and was returning to London on the first flight of the day from Glasgow Airport. I hadn't cum for several days as I had been stuck with family and I had woken up feeling very horny but I didn't have time to do anything about that as I had to leave to be at the airport. It was very early in the morning and the airport was quiet. I had plenty of time before my flight so had some coffee and then, needing a piss, went in search of the toilet, which seemed to be miles from anywhere. I found it eventually and took a much needed piss. As I did so, a tall ginger lad in a suit came in and took a piss a little bit away from me. I sensed he was checking me out and I looked over at him. He looked about the same age as me - late 20s early 30s, just my type. He seemed a bit nervous but cruised me back and soon we were standing wanking together. I motioned to a cubicle and he hesitated for a moment before nodding and following me in to the cubicle. He sat down on the toilet and I got my cock out. He started sucking me off and soon I was enjoying one of the best blowjobs I ever had. I could easily have let him suck me until I blew my load in his mouth but I was horny and wanted to see if he was willing to go any further. I pulled him up and turned him round. I unzipped his trousers and pulled them down along with his white Tommy Hilfiger pants. I went down on his cock and then licked his balls. I asked if I could lick his arse and he hesitated. There was still no one about though so after a moment he bent over the toilet. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue right into his hairy ginger hole. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up and began to rub my cock against his wet hole. "I want to fuck you," I whispered. He stood up. "Have you got a condom?" I shook my head. He hesitated again. "We can't do it without a condom," he muttered. Actually, I did have condom and I would probably have produced it if he had really insisted but I had already learnt that a lot of "safe only" guys would fuck without a condom rather than miss out on a fuck if they were really horny and sure enough it was not long before ginger lad was bent over the toilet and I was pushing my bare cock up his now lubed hole. I was really horny and knew I wouldn't last very long as I began to fuck him. After about ten or twelve thrusts I felt myself getting ready to cum. I thought he might ask me to pull out but he stayed bent over as I groaned and began to shoot what felt like a massive load right up his unprotected arse. As soon as I pulled out he stood up and pulled his pants and trousers up - he couldn't get out the cubicle quickly enough and was gone within seconds. I cleaned myself up and went to find my flight. When I went through the gate the first person I saw was the ginger lad. He was with two other guys in suits, obviously colleagues and must have been going to London for a business meeting. I don't think he noticed me, and if he did he never acknowledged me as we all got in the plane. I had a great view of his arse as he reached up to put his briefcase in the over head locker and the thought that his colleagues would have no idea he had a big load of cum in his arse really turned me on. I was now starting to initiate unprotected sex and I was surprised how many guys were willing to go bare. Of course not everyone was willing and sometimes I lost out on a fuck hut I didn't really care. I found a lot of guys would fuck bare and others would just say no if they didn't want to - but one or two reacted really badly. One afternoon I was in a toilet I had discovered in West London near Kensal Rise. I was meeting some friends for a meal and had some time to kill. The toilet was quite dirty and smelt strongly of piss but I was horny and it was nearby. I had not been in there long when I was joined by two other guys. I didn't really fancy either of them so I was happy just to wank at the urinal with them for a while. Then another guy came in. I liked the look of him and soon we were in a cubicle together. After some sucking I asked if he wanted to fuck me. I lubed myself up and he produced a condom. I said he could fuck me without a condom if he wanted and he went mad and started shouting at me. He shouted that there was no way he was going to fuck me without a condom and then stormed out of the cubicle, banging the door behind him. I was a bit shaken and also more than a bit embarrassed but I decided that I couldn't stay in there forever so I pulled up my pants and stepped out of the cubicle. About four guys were standing outside the cubicle - the two I had been wanking with, an older guy and a guy about my age with dark, curly hair. They were all looking at me. I was about to leave when the young dark haired guy said "I'll fuck you without a condom!" I looked at him and he grinned. He was nice looking and had a sexy Irish accent - I grinned back and nodded. I went back into the cubicle and he followed me. To my surprise he didn't shut the cubicle door, he just motioned me to sit down on the toilet, unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out. I knew the other guys were watching but I didn't care. I sucked him for a while and then he pulled me up. I pulled my trousers and pants down, turned round and bent over. I was still lubed and he had no difficulty in sliding his cock right up my arse. I was really turned on by the fact that I was being fucked with the cubicle door open in full view of the other guys. I heard a couple of the guys telling him to fuck me and one guy said "load him up, cum in his arse!" which turned me on even more. The dark haired guy fucked me hard and fast and shot his load right up my arse. When he pulled out I stood up and discovered that about six guys were crowded round the cubicle and had watched me get fucked without a condom and take a load of cum in my arse. I joined my friends for dinner and during the evening the talk turned to the importance of safe sex. I nodded seriously and agreed how important it was that everyone played safe on every occasion. As I said this I let a little bit of cum slide out into my underpants. A couple of weeks later I was back in the toilets at Marble Arch. As I approached the toilets I saw my ex boyfriend, Liam, the guy I had split with about two months previously, entering the toilets. Liam was always very disapproving of casual sex and of cruising of any sort so I didn't think for a minute that he was there for the same reason I was. I didn't want to bump into him though so I thought I would wait outside until he came back out again. I had assumed that this would not be long as he had probably only gone in there for a piss. I waited quite a while and Liam did not come back out the toilet so I decided to go in and see what was happening. There was no sign of him at the urinals so I went up the back of the toilet to the cubicles, just in time to see Liam disappearing in to one. I was almost certain I had caught a glimpse of someone entering the cubicle with him - this was getting interesting! All the cubicles were taken and I waited for while until I got lucky and someone came out of the cubicle next to the one Liam had gone into. I went in and quietly climbed on to the toilet and looked over the wall. Liam was in there with another guy, a small, stocky skin head guy that I knew would be just his type. They both had their pants down and Liam was sucking the other guy's cock. I watched as he sucked for a while and then stood up. They kissed and wanked each other for a while and then Liam said something to the skin head, who nodded. Liam reached into his pocket and passed something to the skin head. I assumed it was a condom but it was actually a small pack of lube. The guy opened it and I watched as Liam took the pack from him, lubed up his arse and bent over the toilet. I was really turned on as I watched Liam pull his cheeks apart so that he skinhead could push his big thick cock slowly but surely right up his arse. The skinhead waited a minute to let Liam get used to his cock and then began to fuck. I couldn't believe that Liam was letting someone fuck him without a condom in a public toilet. Not only had he always disapproved of cruising, he had always insisted on condoms and one night when I had suggested we fuck without one he gave me quite a lecture. Now he was bent over, pants down, being fucked hard up the arse without a condom and clearly enjoying every minute of it. I had my cock out now, wanking as I watched them fuck and I shot my load down the wall at the exact moment that the skinhead pumped a load up Liam's arse. I left the cubicle before they did and waited outside the toilet at a discreet distance. A few minutes later Liam came out and walked through the underpass to the underground, looking exactly as usual. I couldn't believe I had just watched him take a load of cum up his arse. I began to wonder about Liam - we had split up less than two months ago and I found it hard to believe he had suddenly turned overnight into someone who fucked bareback in public toilets - I suspected that the there had been another side to Liam all the time..... One afternoon I was in a toilet in West London when I got cruised by a guy who looked in his mid 40s. He wasn't exactly my type but he had a nice thick cock and I was horny. I had been in the toilet for a while with no action so I let him suck me for a while. Then he asked me if I wanted to come back to his place and fuck with him and his boyfriend. I decided to go with him and was really glad I did when I saw the boyfriend. He was about 19 or 20 with blond, longish hair and a very cute smile. The guy introduced himself as Andy and his boyfriend as Dominic and soon Andy and I had our pants down and Dominic was taking it in turns to suck us as Andy and I kissed. It was turning out to be a really good experience - that boy could certainly suck cock! After a while, Dominic stood up, pulled his pants and trousers off and knelt up on the bed. I watched as Andy lubed him up and pushed his thick cock up him and began to fuck. It had been made clear that I would have to use a condom though, so I was rubbered up for my turn. Dominic's hole was tight and I enjoyed the fuck even with a condom, though I would much have preferred to fuck him without one. After a while we both came - me in the condom and Andy up Dominic's arse. A week or so later I visited the same toilet and this time Dominic was in there. He smiled at me and soon we both had our cocks out. He sucked me at the urinal for a while and then we went into a cubicle. Dominic pulled his pants down and bent over and I fucked him hard and fast. This time condoms weren't mentioned and I fucked him bareback, blowing a big load right up his tight young arse. Later that summer I was over in Germany staying with friends and we spent a couple of days in the former East Germany where my friends had family. The Wall had been down for 5 or 6 years by this time and, although there had been some regeneration in Berlin, the town we were staying in was largely unchanged and was quite bleak. It was a very interesting experience as I had never been to East Germany and I enjoyed walking around the city and exploring it. On the second day I was walking past a bleak eastern European tower block when a young couple came out. They looked to be in their late 20s, early 30s and had two young kids with them. The guy was quite fit looking, dark haired, a bit stocky, wearing trackie bottoms and a T shirt. I particularly noticed his fit arse, which really filled out his trackies as be bent over to pick up something the child had dropped. They said hello as they passed and I walked on. A bit later I was walking over a bridge near an industrial estate when I noticed a public toilet down below on a towpath near a canal. I had to walk quite a long way round to get down on to the towpath but soon I was standing in a really old fashioned pubic toilet - graffiti on the walls and a hole between the two cubicles. Almost immediately someone came in to the toilet and I got my cock out and took a much needed piss. I couldn't really see the other guy without looking but I could tell he was quite young. He had appeared very quickly and I suspected he had been watching the toilet and seen me enter. Nothing happened for a while and then I looked over at him. I saw a lad of around 18 or 19, dark hair with a streak of blond in it. He flashed his cock and I did the same. I was hard now and soon he bent over and took it in his mouth. He sucked me for a while and then stopped and motioned me to follow him as he went out of the toilet. I wasn't sure if this was a good idea but I thought what the hell and followed him out of the toilet. He walked down the towpath in front of me, checking now and then to make sure I was following and then disappeared through a gap in the bushes and up over the embankment and into a wooded area. He stopped in a little clearing with a wall area and smiled at me. He reached out for my cock and soon he was down on his knees sucking my cock. He sucked me for a while and then stood up, pulled his pants down and bent over, leaning against the wall. I fingered his slim, young arse. It was surprisingly hairy but not only that, it was lubed with what I was fairly sure was cum. It looked like I wasn't his first that day and I wondered how many other guys he had brought to this spot. It was obvious what he wanted so I didn't waste any time - I pulled his cheeks apart, lined up my cock and pushed. His hole was tight, but I slid up him easily and began to fuck. Suddenly I realised with a shock that we weren't alone. I hadn't heard anyone approaching but when I turned round I saw the guy I had seen earlier coming out the tower block with his girlfriend and kids. I wasn't sure what to do at first but the guy I was fucking said something to him and he laughed - they obviously knew each other. I had pulled my cock out the lad's arse but he motioned to me to put it back in and said something I didn't understand to the young lad, who laughed. The other guy pulled his cock out his trackies and went round and pushed it into the young lad's mouth. He had a nice big cock and it turned me on to see the lad sucking on it as I fucked him up the arse. I was getting close now but didn't want to cum just yet so I pulled out and indicated to trackie lad to take my place. He grinned and came round to join me. He lined up his cock and pushed it up the lad's arse. He fucked for a while and then pulled out and I took his place. We took turns on the young lad for a while and I noticed the wedding ring on trackie lad's left hand. Soon trackie lad was groaning and obviously shooting his cum up the young lad. When trackie lad had finished coming he pulled out and I saw his big cock wet with cum. I pushed up the young lad and began to fuck. I was close to cumming now and as I fucked, trackie lad stood behind me and began to rub his spunky cock against my arse. I stopped fucking for a moment and spread my legs, pulling my cheeks apart as he rubbed his spunky cock over my hole. He was still hard and as I pushed back his cock went right up my arse. I groaned and began to fuck the young lad again as trackie lad fucked me. We fucked hard and fast for a while and soon I couldn't hold back - I groaned and began to shoot my cum right up the young lad's arse. Trackie lad pushed up my arse hard and held his cock there as I loaded up the young lad. It was one of the horniest experiences I had ever had and I knew I had cum very hard up the young lad. We went our separate ways and as I walked back through the town I felt a familiar wet sensation in my arse. I was passing a disused factory and I slipped round behind it, pulled my pants down, squatted, and pushed - a big load of cum spurted out my arse. I hadn't realised that trackie boy had shot a second load up me as I was loading up the young lad. The fact that I had taken a big load of East German cum up my arse from a married guy just made the experience even hornier.... It was not long after this that I met the guy who was to become my partner for the next ten years or so. That, coupled with the fact that so many public toilets were being closed would mean that there would not be many more bareback fucks in dirty public toilets. But there would be a few more...... Part 7 to follow

When I asked my dad for a raise in pocket money, he looked at me sternly. "Ok, son. Let's negotiate..." Negotiations turned out to be harder than I had expected...

Heading back out of town for work today so I gave my boy a hot long session of m2m sex last night. loving and joy full. How ever this morning I had to just do his ass one more time so I bent him over the arm chair and pounded his hole and made him scream like a wild animal as I sank balls deep into his dry hole. He loved every second of it and enjoyed it when I bit his neck as I flooded his guts with a massive load. I miss my boy when I am out of town. I told him to go shower then report to the play room for one more breeding before I head out. He doesn't know his chastity cage is getting locked on his cock until I get home.

Pushed my last loads in a dirty fuckhole, already lubed with other men's spunk. The boy had been taking loads for a few hours before I arrived at the club. His ass easily swallowed my dick. I could feel all these warm loads inside. I was fucking horny at the time, and pounded him for at least 15 minutes, making his ass looser and facefucking him. The kid was perhaps 19, but was already taking dicks like a slut. You could tell he knew his job and how to please men. Bred him twice that night.

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.

I woke up several hours later with a severely dry mouth. I chugged an entire bottle of Gatorade, and laid back until Pup woke up. It was now mid-day going on evening, and I had originally scheduled my flight home for the next day, but I wanted to keep playing. I called and rescheduled my flight for two days out. We setup for another play session and he had me get in the sling. “What do you want now boy?”, Pup asked. I pondered for a second, “I want another slam.” “Yeah? What else do you want boy?”, he questioned. “I’ve never been gangbanged before, I want to be fucked by as many guys as possible.” “You’ll take any load from any guy I get for you?” I didn’t hesitate to answer, “Yes sir”. “And you’re not going to run to your bottle of PrEP once it’s over?” “You can take my PrEP bottle away from me if you want.” “You’re sure boy? You know I’ve already given you a toxic slam and a couple toxic loads. Without PrEP you’re going to be poz.” “I know, sir. I want your DNA inside of me.” “Good boy. Where is your PrEP bottle?” “It’s in my toiletry bag, in my suitcase.” Pup dug around until he found the bottle, held it up and said “Say Goodbye” as he left the room with it. He came back a few minutes later. To this day I have no idea what he did with it, and I don’t care. “You’re a poz meth whore now, how does it feel?” “It’s what I’ve wanted for years. It feels right.” “Fucking slut. I’m going to get you some cum. But first, I’m going to slam you. How much do you want?” “Give me a .25 again.” As much as I wanted to try a bigger slam I was afraid of how much I’d like it, and I knew once I went bigger I’d never go down again. Pup prepared a couple syringes with Trimix, he administered mine and showed me how to administer his. Once we were both hard he tied off my arm and administered my slam, then did his own. He started texting his friends and going on Grindr, Craigslist, and every other app you can think of inviting guys over to try out my hole. Within 30 minutes we had a good sized crowd. The crowd was mostly tops with one other bottom that got fucked when guys weren’t fucking me. I didn’t ask anyone’s status, but assumed most of the guys were positive since we were all barebacking. However, there was a top named Zach that made it a point to announce “By the way, I’m poz” right before he loaded my hole. My dick got even harder, and I knew for sure I’d found my calling as a poz cumdump. I got loaded by all of the tops, some a couple times, until my hole was loose and full of cum. As the sun came up on another day I climbed out of the sling and said my goodbyes as the party wound down. I was still wide awake so Pup and I played some on our own before we crashed for a few hours. After our nap pup had me setup his laptop and webcam pointed at the sling, and told me we were going to put on a show for one of his friends, we’ll call him Wolfie. I had an immediate crush on him even though he was on webcam, he’s a very hot otter in his early 30’s, with one of the best devilish grins I’ve ever seen. Pup got in the sling, administered his own slam, and then had me fist him while Wolfie watched. In the meantime Wolfie slammed himself and played with his own hole while we watched. It was so hot watching his transformation on camera from a mild mannered guy into a slammed up pig, I’ll never forget it. Once Pup was satisfied he told me to get in the sling, and I had no idea what was coming. First he produced some ankle restraints. “You’re going to experience something that I have yet to experience”, he told me as he started locking my ankles into place. “I’m going to force slam you, and you don’t have a choice.” With that, he put a blindfold on me and I was completely at his mercy. I heard locks being fastened to the ankle restraints and he grabbed my wrists and did the same. I was excited and way more nervous than I’d been all weekend, my entire body was electrified and he hadn’t slammed me yet. Pup ran the needle over my skin without injecting me, waves of electricity emanated through my body from where it touched me. After playing with me for a bit, and as Wolfie watched from afar, Pup tied off my arm. “Get ready to fly”, Pup said as he administered my fourth and final slam of the weekend. I had no control over how big it was, and I loved giving up control to him. The electric feeling in my body was immediately replaced with the pure pleasure released by the slam. Earlier in the weekend I had told Pup about Kyle, and told him I wanted him to make a video to send to him as I knew he read stories like this on Breeding Zone, but I was living it. As I was still blissed out Pup pulled out his phone and started recording. “What’s your name?” I had to think to answer, but finally managed, “Lee”. “And what’s your ex-boyfriends name?” “Kyle” “What did I just do to you?” “Slammed me with meth.”, I laughed, realizing it would be almost unbelievable to Kyle when he saw this. Pup turned the phone on himself and said, “I’m corrupting your ex-boyfriend Kyle. Enjoy.” “Fuck me”, I begged. Pup put the phone down and fucked me hard while Wolfie watched and I thought about what Kyle would think when he saw the video. Pup dumped his load in me, and tried to fist me but my hole was too sore from all the play it got over the weekend. After we signed off with Wolfie, Pup ordered me to shower, and as I went into the bathroom I looked myself in the mirror, and saw what I can only describe as my evil twin. With my pupils dilated and flying high I was no longer the nice guy that everyone’s parents loved. The guy that made guys wait several dates before he’d sleep with them. Meth had unlocked a sex crazed side of me that I never knew could exist, and I was loving every minute of it. After my shower Pup could tell I was coming down and that I was exhausted from our weekend of play. He had me take several vitamins to replenish my body, and gave me something to sleep again. Then he cuddled me while I fell asleep, and I crashed knowing that I was forever changed by this weekend. I flew home and took a few days off of work to recover. Pup had a cold when I visited, and I went home with it. While I was still getting over the cold my lymph nodes throughout my body swelled up like I’ve never experienced before. I texted Pup to tell him what was happening, and he texted back “Got you!”, which just confirmed what I thought… I was seroconverting. In the few months after Easter I’ve avoided T & G, but I have been fucked and/or fisted at least once a week since. Sex, even sober, is way better now that I’m not stressing about status, and I’ve given up the pretense of being a “good guy”. At this point I want to find a partner that would willingly whore me out to his friends, or lock me in a sling at a bathhouse. I never could have admitted that to myself before. And this upcoming weekend, yet another long weekend for America’s July 4, I’m returning to visit Pup. Playing with him again will give a whole new meaning to “Independence Day”.

My heart was pounding and my head was spinning. I knew what that symbol meant and I had just taken that man’s load, his POZ load. I had to get up, to get out of there, to get that man’s load out of my hole. “Keith you next and then Chad and I will finish the boy off,” Chuck said. I realized I hadn’t moved at all, frozen in shock and fear. Just as I made to put my legs down the youngest of the three men came forward, smiled at me just as Wes had done and got down on his knees. His lust was faster then my fear and before I could really think about anything other then the show of it all Keith had lined up his own meaty cock with my what must now be dripping hole and slid inside. Just as it had when Johnny had started fucking me, as soon and Keith’s cock brushed my prostate all of my panic and fear melted away. Even as my eyes drifted down from his strong handsome face to see the biohazard tattoo encircling his nipple I just felt the sweet euphoria of having a thick cock inside of me. “Man you’ve got a wet warm hole,” Keith said with a kind smile, his voice ringing with a slight touch of a southern drawl, “Gonna make me shoot fast. Wes did a good job of stretching you out normally boys cry the first time they take my beer can.” If I had to guess I would say Keith was probably around twenty-five, he still looked young but there was something experienced in his eyes. He kept is brown hair a little long and messy, that All-American towel dried look. His eyes were a clear sky blue and boyish. There was nothing boyish about the rest of him though. His chest and arms were thick masses of muscle the kind that came from playing sports and working hard on one’s body. In a way he reminded me of a grown up version of the footballer I used to breed in high school. Though I suppose this time the tables were reversed. A thick patch of hair grew in-between his massive pecks and around his light brown nipples and led to a rather extensive treasure trail which ended in a thick bush around his fat cock which was now pumping steadily in and out of my ass. He was not as pale as Johnny nor as olive as Wes but the warm golden brown that came just from being outside in the summer in the mid west. His cock was spreading me wider still then Wes, he hadn’t been kidding it ready did feel like he was shoving a beer can up my ass, and I loved it. “God you’re hole feels so good I’m getting close.” Keith breathed in a hushed voice, as though he didn’t want the others to hear. Then leading forward, burying his dick deep inside me he bent between my legs and kissed me hard on the mouth before moving to whisper in my ear, “I know you saw my tattoo, do you know what it means boy?” “Yes,” I whispered back. “You still want my load boy?” “Yes.” “Not that it matters at this point, you’ve already got two POZ loads lubing up my POZ cock in you.” My brain rushed for a second, and then out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of Johnny’s round peach fuzz covered ass where emblazoned on the left cheek was a yet another biohazard tattoo. I knew then that I had never had a chance. From the moment Chuck’s cock had entered my mouth I had been destine to take these POZ loads and there was nothing I could have done about it. “Tell me what you want boy.” “I want you to breed me. I want you to knock me up, to fill me with your load, to flood my guts with your cum. Please breed me.” “As you wish boy,” Keith bucked his cock hard a few times pulling me out of the trance I had fallen into during his long slow fucking of my hole, and buried his cock balls deep inside of me while his cock spurted his load inside of me. “Thank you,” I whimpered as his cum mixed with the other loads frothing inside of me. My body was shaking slightly as Keith pulled out and the last man I didn’t know stepped forward, this much be Chad.

My own cock throbbed though I felt no need to tend to it as Johnny pressed his long slender cock into my mouth. I soon felt his trimmed pubes against my nose and held firmly to his blond peach fuzz covered ass as I deep throated his cock. For a moment the top that I had once been resurfaced and I thought how hot Johnny’s perfectly pert round ass would look with a load dripping from his pink hole. My mind drifted to my own now cum filled hole and I felt a twitch as I imagined a small glob of Johnny’s cum escaping my slightly puckered hole, the hair around it matted down with sweat and ass juice. “Alright Wes,” Chuck said, “Why don’t you show this boy what it’s like to get fucked by a real man and give him another load he’ll never forget.” Wes… I wondered for a moment which one of the three men that was, and then I realized I didn’t care. I wanted all three of them, in fact I didn’t really even care if I ever saw which one was which so long as their cock ended up in my hole. I let go of Johnny’s ass cheeks and grabbed my own ankles some what awkwardly as Johnny was still squatting over me slightly with his cock down my throat. A rustling told me that Wes was getting into position, and then I felt rough hands on my thighs pushing my legs forward lifting my ass up. A glob of warm spit fell onto my hole and then I once more felt the unmistakable pressure of a cock head pressing against my sphincter. I moaned around Johnny’s dick, which had become fully hard again in my mouth and from his breath I guessed was well on his way to shooting his second load, as Wes buried his cock in my hole in one long slow stroke. He was obviously thicker then Johnny but perhaps not as long, certainly not as big as Chuck. Still I could feel my hole quivering around his cock as it sank inside of me, stretching me wider then I ever have been before. Just as he bottomed out in me and I felt the scratch of his pubes on my taint Johnny stuffed his whole cock down my throat and let out a long low moan as he shot his second in my mouth. Greedily I swallowed every drop before he slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth. “Get the hell out the way boy,” Wes said in a rough voice, pushing Johnny off of me, “I wanna look in this boy’s eyes when I breed him, that way he’ll always remember this load.” With Johnny out of the way I took stock of the man who was now balls deep in my hole. I was not disappointed. He was certainly the oldest of the men assembled with flecks of gray starting to creep into his jet-black hair at the temples. It looked as though he had probably shaved that morning but his beard was already returning with a vengeance, his skin a golden olive colour I guessed he was probably Italian or Greek. He stared down at me with dark hazel eyes as he slowly began to withdraw his cock from my ass, the thin lines at the sides of his eyes deepened as his face spit with a wide toothy smile. “You like that cock, don’t you boy.” “Yes.” “Yes, what?” “Yes…Sir,” I don’t know why but calling this man Sir just seemed to be the right thing to do. He smiled a little broader and said, “That’s right boy,” and sank his cock back into me. I could see that he didn’t have a condom on, I don’t know why I thought he would be different as he was using another guy’s load as lube. I didn’t care though, his cock splitting my hole wide felt too damn good to care about anything like that. His rough hands held my legs pinned to either side of my chest, bringing his torso over mine so that he could look directly down into my eyes. His body so close to mine my nostrils were filled with his rich manly smell and something else that it took me a moment to place… cum. Wes started to pick up the pace, pulling almost his entire cock from my ass with each stroke. Sweat began to glisten on his chest and occasionally drip down onto me. The steady sound of skin slapping on skin, and the wet squelsh of my quickly widening hole filled the room. I began to sweat myself, panting with each thrust of Wes’s fat cock. I knew what I must look like, I had seen bottoms in this place of ecstasy before, their faces contorted with what could be mistaken for pain, their eyes rolling into the back of their heads, their cock hard but completely forgotten. It was the look of a bitch in heat, a look that bottoms only got when they truly gave themselves over to be fucked without caring for their own release at all. For a bottom like the one I had become, in that moment the release was feeling a top shoot his load, and nothing else was needed. “Fuck my ass,” I whimpered between moans, “Fucking plow me.” “I’m getting close kid,” Wes growled, never slowing down, “I’m going to breed your ass so good that I’m going to stay with you forever. Do you want that boy, do you want my load in you forever?” “Yes, breed me,” I panted, at the time not realizing the significance of what I said, “Fill me with your cum, lube up my ass for your friends.” “Take my fucking load, you slut!” Wes didn’t stop fucking as he came, in fact he slammed his cock into me harder then he had ever before six or eight more times. I could feel his load filling me more and more until just when I was wondering how he could possibly be going he stopped and held perfectly still with his throbbing cock halfway into my ass. His whole body was shaking just slightly and a wicked gin was spreading across his face. “Next,” he said pulling out and getting up. It was only then when he stood again that I noticed the tattoo on his bicep, a bio hazard symbol.

I happily took his cock down my throat again, and now being somewhat distracted my hole loosened up even quicker for Chuck. I gasped around his cock when I felt his tongue slid easily into my hole and then back out again only to be quickly replaced by a spit lubed finger. As I chocked down his cock Chuck worked a single tick finger into my tight hole, his tongue working around it adding more lube, persuading my hole to open wider still for him. I was groaning more and more as Chuck worked my hole loose and as he began to press a second finger against my spit slicked pucker he let his cock slip from my mouth and spring forward so that his balls were resting just above my face. Normally I would have gobbled up his balls happily but I was lost in the ecstasy of the invading fingers and roaming tongue, my eyes were shut and my mouth hung open as I panted and grunted. Suddenly I could hear voices down the hall and I wondered for a moment why I could hear them so clearly before I remembered that we had never closed the door to the apartment. In a moment of self-consciousness I tried to muffle my groans but Chuck seemed unconcerned and continued to noisily work my hole with his fingers and tongue. The pressure on my hole increased as Chuck pressed another spit slicked finger against my hole, steadily working it in along side the two he was already twisting around in my hole. Despite my tying to keep it down so as not to be over heard in by whoever was in the hallway I let out a loud gasp and then grunted with a form of pleasure I had never imagined before as his finger suddenly popped inside of me. Chuck chuckled slightly at my ecstatic moaning and began to twist his fingers in and out of my hole spreading them apart as he did so. I had never imagined that this was the joy that the boys I had been fucking were feeling as I had invaded their holes. If it always felt this good I was likely to never top again. “You ready for some cock boy?” Chuck asked, thrusting his fingers knuckle deep into my hole. “Yes, please fuck me with your big cock,” I moaned, feeling my ass twitch around his thick digits. “Oh no boy, you’re not ready for my cock, and besides my cock comes with a little something extra. I want your hole to last a good long while so let's start you off with something a little easier to deal with - like Johnny.” I was confused for a long moment before I heard clothes being shucked and someone moving towards where Chuck had me pinned with my ass in the air on the floor. I could see nothing but Chuck's broad, round, meaty, hair covered ass cheeks and his dark fur rimmed pucker, but I sensed someone else close to my ass as Chuck withdrew his fingers from my hole. Chuck then held my ass open with both hands, and I distinctly remember my hole felt disturbingly empty and open to the air as I waited for god knows what to happen. Then I felt it: the warm tender firmness of a hard cock head pressing against my well slicked and primed hole. My brain screamed with panic. A guy who I couldn’t even see was sliding his cock into my hole, bare I guessed, and I was powerless to do anything about it as I was being held down by the massive Adonis who had seduced me. Just as I started to thrash around in an attempt to break free, the invading cock brushed against my prostate. It seemed as if an electric shock had passed through my entire body. I froze, all the fight gone out of me. All I wanted was for it to happen again. The guy, who’s name I guess was Johnny from what Chuck had said, obliged me without even having been asked. He slid his cock back so that just the head was inside me hole and then plunged down again this time brushing more forcefully against my prostate. I let out the same sort of guttural moan I had when Chuck’s third finger had popped into my hole and I pushed back on the stranger's invading cock, endeavoring to press him against that tender spot again. Johnny was certainly an experienced top. With each stroke his cock head pushed more and more forcefully into my prostate. My groans quickly turned to a constant stream of moans and before long I was muttering “Fuck me, please fuck my ass.” I had transformed into a total bottom and I still could not see who was fucking me. Chuck still squatted over me holding my legs apart as Johnny fucked me. Every once in a while Chuck would mutter encouragement to Johnny telling him to "Use his ass good,” and "Get him ready for a long night of fucking.” I could feel Johnny picking up speed, his thrusts becoming deeper and more erratic. I knew what was coming: he was getting close. I had felt those signs enough times myself, the tingling in the balls as they slowly tightened up closer to one’s body, the waves of pleasure that crashed over one’s cock head and radiated throughout the rest of ones body making it difficult to control the thrusting, all leading up to that moment when… he slammed his cock into me harder then he had done yet and balls deep in my hole began to unload his balls. “Lube him up good,” Chuck encouraged as Johnny panted and his body shook with the force of his orgasm. I could feel his cock pulsing inside my ass, and his warm sticky load filling up my innards answered my question about condoms. He was breeding me. It must have been quite some time sense Johnny had last gotten off judging by the size of the load he dumped in my hole; or, perhaps I was simply over whelmed at the sensation of being bred for the first time. Whichever the reason was it took what seemed a full two minutes before Johnny withdrew his cock from my now squishy hole. “Nice job Johnny,” said Chuck siding a finger into my hole with ease, “got him really lubed up here for the rest of us.” He withdrew the finger, “You wanna see who just bred your hole so expertly boy?” “Yes please,” I said breathlessly. Slowly Chuck let my legs down and then stood up himself swinging his legs over me till he stood next to where I now lay on the floor. There in the doorway stood a guy, completely naked, probably not more then a year older then me, with a slightly on the thin side but certainly long dick, smiling sheepishly at me. He had a strong muscular frame, large pink nipples that stood out from his pale skin, short-cropped blond hair and a boyishly handsome face. “Johnny here lives next door and is the bottom bitch for Chad who’s the super there. He doesn’t get to top very often and we thought lubing you up for some man cock would be a nice treat for him. Chad likes his boys little more hairless then I do but he’s still a sexy fucker,” Chuck walked over to Johnny and tweaked one of his protruding nipples, Johnny jumped a little but smiled. “You know this kid is also an brilliant cock sucker, why don’t you let him clean your cock off Johnny while we see if we can’t work one of these thick man cocks we have waiting into the hole you so kindly lubed up for us.” It was only then that I noticed the three other men standing just beyond the doorway. I only got a momentarily glimpse of them before Johnny was sitting on my chest feeding his cock down my accommodating throat, but from what I could see they were all naked, all tall and powerful looking, ranging in ages for late twenties to earlier forties, and all had massive veiny cocks that made my mouth water and my hole twitch.

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.”

I'm been going to BZ since it opened back in 2000. It's a dive compared to a Steamworks bathhouse, but Friday and Saturday nights are packed with guys ready to fuck. Back in 2000 there weren't many black guys that frequented BZ, but at prime time on weekends, 50% of the guys are Black. As a cumdump, I love all dick, but I have always had a connection with black guys in that they always seem to wanna fuck me at a higher percentage than white guys. I'm pretty sure I'm the biggest cumdump at BZ. I always get one of the better rooms that's a little more discreet. Sometimes guys gather to gangbang me. Other times, guys more discreet (ironic, cause it is a sex club), will fuck me there and not in one of the rooms in the higher traffic areas because they don't want everyone knowing there business. I get more dick now that I am 50 than I ever have? Why? I have a great ass, I have the experience that enables me to use ever muscle in my hole to work dick, I'm a power bottom that can handle all dick, as hard and deep as for as long as a top wants, I have mastered the art of being totally "clean" so there is never a mishap, I treat each cock with the same craving and intensity as any other, and I workout 6 days a week and have the body of a twentysomething. Most guys that fuck mLe are in there 20's and 30's. They don't care about my age. They just want to breed a guy with a nice body and some good ass.ack Back in the early days of BZ, I started to allow guys to fuck me raw, but not cum in me. One of my favorite regulars had a huge cock that always stayed rock hard (I'll call him Derek). And yes, I mean rock hard. Hardest dick I've ever had. He also could cum in me and continue to fuck me until he gave me 3 or 4 loads. He also had a unique reaction to cumming, he would yell obscenities as he was cumming. Everyone at BZ could here him. I always asked tops in those early days to pull out of me when they were going to cum. That all ended when Don decided not to pull out. As he started to cum and started to yell obscenities, he didn't pull out. I could feel his rock hard dick pulsating in me and it was the most amazing feel I ever had as he shot his load deep inside of me. Derek instantly turned me into a Cumdump. After that first time taking his load. I couldn't stop. All I wanted was to feel guys shoot there load in me and feel the cum loads in my ass for the next few days. Loving the feeling of cum dripping down my leg while at work or elsewhere. In those early days, I wasn't a full-fledged cumdump. During those times, I still only took loads from guys I was sexually attracted to. I actually didn't turn into a cumdump until the past 5 years. I turned into a cumdump when I realized that what I wanted most over attractive guys fucking me was feeling a cock inside of me and getting as many loads as I can. And I also started to realize that the less attractive guys should have equal access to a good hole. So I started to rent the better room at BZ and get on all 4's doggy style to let anyone and everyone use me for there pleasure, and therefore giving me the pleasure of their load as well. Sometimes I would turn around to see who was fucking me. Other times I did not. I didn't really care who it was, all I cared about was getting the load. So I quickly established the reputation as the biggest whore of BZ. I think I also intimidated other bottoms in that I established such a following that I was always ensured to get the most dick. So once i became a full-fledged cumdump, I only had a few pet peeves. One being guys that have a hard time getting hard and want to spend 20 minutes trying to get hard because they want to fuck and breed me so bad. I'm a fairly patient guy, so I give them 5 to 10 minutes to get hard and if they still can't i just politely suggest they come back later. Small dicks also don't do much for me, but as long as I get the load, I'm fine with it. So as long as you are not totally nasty and can get hard, my ass is available to breed. I don't care if you are 120 lbs or 400 lbs, hot or not hot, 21 or 65, 5 inches or 12 inches, just give me the load. The problem with some guys at bathhouses is that they are one-time cummers. They cum once, and they are done and ready to leave. So this means there are a certain number of tops that like to "taste test" ass and go around fucking a 1/2 dozen guys or so before giving up the load. That's the most frustrating. While I enjoy good dick, getting the load is my no. 1 desire. This past Friday was one of my top 10 stays at BZ. It started off a iittle slow. I did notice two totally hot muscled up black guys when I first arrived around 12:30 am. Within the first few hours where a 1/2 dozen guys fucked me, they were two of the guys. After that, for the next few hours, things dried up. That's the thing about BZ, you get the guys ready to fuck you in the first few hours you are there, and then there is a period where there are guys who want to fuck, but aren't totally ready yet. They are just cruising around. So I learned the trick. Black guys tend to arrive a little later around 1 or 2 am and stay until 7 or 8 am in the morning. As morning approaches, the guys who know its about time to leave want that one last fuck. So this time, I decided to renew as my time expired at 6:30am. Why did I renew? Because all of a sudden around 6 am, I started getting fucked continuously by guy after guy, mostly black guys. As soon as a guy would leave, another would enter. I counted another 6 guys between 7:30 and 8:30AM alone. Then another 4 guys between 8:30 AM and 9:30 AM. I couldn't leave as long as there were more guys that wanted to fuck and breed me. My door became a revolving door. I was in my glory. The more dick and loads I got, the more I craved. Now that Ive been used at least 20 times, I still wanted more. But as a cumdump, even 50 wouldn't have satisfied me. The more dick I get, the more I want. My appetite increases with each fuck. The intensity and desire for more dick and loads increases as each guy releases their load in me. So I haven't seen Derek in years. As one of my last breeding sessions of the night ended with an intense fuck of load moans, I opened the door, and Derek was anxiously awaiting his turn with this bottom in the VIP room, not realizing it was me. So it was full circle back to where it all started, with Don. His dick still got rock hard like in the old days, but with a little more effort on his part. And he didn't disappoint. He ended up contributing 4 or 5 loads. Derek and I reminisced about how it was he who was the first to cum in me, and I gave him all the cred for starting me on the path to becoming a true cum dump. As I write this, I sit here wishing I was somewhere getting fucked and breeded over and over again. If I was financially well off and didn't have to work, I would take my local reputation nationally to bathhouses and CumUnion and iML parties around the country to because nationally known as one of the most well-known cum dumps in the USA. Oh, and one last thing....one that probably differs me from other cumdumps. I don't refuse guys who use condoms. All guys need good ass. Once they dispose of the condom in the trash in the room before they leave, I then grab the condom from the trash and suck have of it out and scoop the other half out and insert it into my hole. Yes, I'm Detroit's biggest Cumdump and it is the only time I feel like I'm truly me. I've always been a caring and compassionate guy, and at least guys know where to go to on Friday nights to get some guaranteed good as to breed regarding of age, race, looks, weight, my hole is open to all men who need a stress relief. It's my purpose, and I end up being totally fulfilled emotionally and by being constantly reminded each time cum drips down my leg. Now I wish some porn producer would be willing to hire me as a masked cumdump, in a 100 load + video. Unique in that in every fuck, I adjust to the desires of the top and the rhythm of the top to give them some of the best ass they have ever gotten. And a hole that can so naturally adjust to each size dick, to sense the needs of that individual top. A passionate Italian power bottom that doesn't just lay there and get fucked, but one that you can see through his passionate bottoming, that he really wants to be there, and is enjoying every single cock on an equal level.

We are in Dallas for Texas Bear Round Up. We went on an excursion to Club Dallas as part of the activities. They have remodeled their play area since the last time I was there with a nice play area outside and a smaller, darker maze area. Over the 3 hours of the trip, I spent a fair amount of time in the sling (not all in one setting - I let other cumholes have their turn). The first time, there were a couple of guys who were more into fingering and trying to fist me than fucking although they both did fuck me a little. I had a fresh bottle of poppers, so I enjoyed that quite a bit. Not sure if either of them actually got their whole hand in, but I know it was multiple fingers. I took a break. When I returned, I just wasn't getting any takers. I was getting out of the sling when a young chub stopped me. He was very eager to fuck me, and he did a good job. Then despite my asking for the load, he pulled out and sprayed it all over me. So I was doubly annoyed. I got out, took a shower, and got a drink. Later, I was back in the sling, and I got fucked by a big, tall top who was very verbal. He made me beg for his load. At some point, my husband wandered up, and he got into the verbal action egging on the top and telling him to breed me. After he shot inside me , we were both a sweaty mess. We walked to the shower and cleaned up and made out a little. I decided to check out the pool area. There were a lot of hot naked guys sunbathing and a few playing. I grabbed a drink and wandered around watching some hot sex. Then I decided I wasn't done taking loads and headed back inside. I went into the dark area and since I had come in from outside, I could not see a thing. I felt my way to the sling and climbed in. I figured it was a good place for letting my eyes adjust. At that moment a voice on the PA announced a 30 minute warning for the bus back to the hotel. Almost immediately, a guy stepped up to the sling and slid inside me. He fucked me fast and hard and came quickly. My eyes still had not adjusted, so I have no clue what he looked like. It was all pitch black to me. Soon after, a top who I know from years past at TBRU came by. We had been trying to connect for a good fuck the whole time, but I kept running into him when he was already inside another bottom. He said that it was about time, and he gave me a hard, passionate fuck. He is a tall, stocky Bear with 8 inches of BBC, so I loved every moment. I got up, and we made out for a while. Then I showered and got dressed. There were several other guys who fucked me but did not cum, and one guy who fucked me wearing a rubber. All in all, it was a good day - a dozen cocks in me and 3 loads.

On behalf of tops everywhere, thank you. I get that physically I'm not everyone's cup of tea so I may be having a vastly different experience than most, but you would not believe the value that someone who "gets it" has at this point. So, thank you for being out there and being a proactive and engaging bottom. From my experience, guys like you (the hope of meeting one at least) are the only thing keeping me from staying home and jerking one out.

I WANT AIDS! Aids working in me! Making me a toxic pig! AIDS wasting my body! AIDS giving me KS lesions! Aids giving me crix belly and wasting my face! AIDS giving me lesions all over my body! NO MEDS ever; let AIDS waste me away and kill me!

Something I do is always try to get a sense of the top before we even hook. I am one of those guys who asks questions ahead of time when texting back and forth. I have learned to be careful with that, because a lot of flakes to that too. But for me, knowing what you like ahead of time means that when we hook it can be about the actual sex, we don't have to figure it out or discuss while in the process of fucking. If I have an ad or profile, I state clearly that I am a total bottom and sometimes state that I don't want my cock touched. This way guys who are more versatile and may be in the mood for cock and fuck don't even come on to me because I was clear. On the other hand, guys who just wanna fuck don't have to worry about that now, they know. I ask if they have fantasies or fetishes, then if I can, I try to accommodate. If they like porn, I have it playing. If they want lacey panties or boxers or jock, I have all those. I almost always host and my set up is really easy. I give very clear, step by step instructions on how to find me and get into my house. If a guys already nervous about walking into a strange house, or he cannot find the address because it's so dark out, that's going to detract from his lust. I try to enhance all those things by setting up the environment to make easy access and accommodate fetishes, desires, fantasies.

Depends on what "too long" is, and sometimes we forget that guys aren't machines that just just drop a load in 30 seconds or less. So let's assume, for instance, that you're moving into 15 minutes to 20minute territory as your average time to cum, as typical is 10 minutes +/-5. There's a host of things to consider. Age, environment, presentation, lubricant, and interaction to name a few common ones that I've run across that will slow an already slow to cum me into "probably not gonna happen" territory. As a guy in his 30s, age isn't a strong issue for me, but as guys age, they need a little more stimulation and excitement to pop. Environment can be a big one, yapping dogs, TV on non-porn, blaring radios, shitty neighborhoods, blaring sirens, screaming kids, strange smells, strong smells, hoarding, filth, excessive heat or humidity, proximity to others (neighbors, people I know, lurkers to the action, etc), anything that will make someone feel unsafe, uncomfortable, creeped out, paranoid, or like they are walking into a bad situation can all slow me down and keep me distracted. Not expecting white glove cleanliness in a well appointed room in a perfect house in a gated community, but I think we can all say we've had that experience where walking through the front door left you wanting a shower or to turn and run. I'd I feel like I'd have a better time and less need for a tetanus shot rolling around at the landfill, you're probably not getting my load. Presentation is another area where guys seem to think they can be slobs as well. I like bigger guys, we're not talking about just being overweight (though that can also be an issue for some tops, especially if you've lied significantly in your profile), but guys who's personal appearance and/or hygiene leaves a lot to be desired, who are so high they can't function or are spastic, are wearing frilly panties or thongs, those can all slow me down or send me running for the exit. And finally, interaction. This is where guys can do the most idiotic things that ruin a good lay. Some guys start from the beginning with "cum in me," and it's like they never let up on asking for the load, and it's like, "can you give me a fucking minute to get there without sounding like a kid in a toy store who won't take no for an answer? Conversely, there are the dead fish guys, completely corpse like with zero feedback whatsoever who miss all the cues that I need a little verbal or noise to get me over the top,the guys who are just non-resoinsive to things like "yeah, I'm getting close," "do you want my load," "you like that dick," etc. Then there are the guys who play 20 questions, similar to fucking while playing Jeopardy, they ask the most bizarre things that do nothing but make you stop and figure out what they just said because the question isn't remotely sexual or sexy time appropriate, or volunteer things like we're supposed to be debating shit on The View. Then there's the guy who "tries to help" a little too much. Yeah, offering a tighter hole may help some guys, but if you clamp down like a vice grip, you just slowed it down, not speeded it up. Also, if you've been fairly passive and suddenly go all take charge turbo power bottom, you're going to fuck up my rhythm and make my cock fall out. Those are the common things I've seen bottoms do to fuck up a situation. But one more thing to consider, some guys just don't pump and dump efficiently. I, for one, am not a three pump chump, 5minute warrior, 10minute lay, or a 15minute marathon. On a good day, horny as fuck, three day load, good mesh of excellent conditions, am still going to take about 20minutes. Guys like me, well, relax, enjoy the ride, I warned you ahead of time this wasn't going to be quick, so don't keep asking "if I came yet" like some snot nosed brat on a road trip.

Thanks for the follow bro

3 last night/early morning Was having some drinks last night, a few too many, and a regular young guy hit me up. Wanted to fuck me and give me a facial. So, invited him over, and he arrived within about 30 min. He has a nice thick 8' cut cock! Sucked him on my knees for awhile, then he laid me back on my couch, legs up and started fucking me hard, really stretching my ass, calling me names, driving his cock into me! Felt so hot and slutty. He fucked me for a good 15 or so min, then said he needed to cum, and asked where I wanted it! I told him to keep going, and he asked if I wanted his cum inside me! Yes, fuck me, cum in me please! Well, that pushed him over the edge, and he soon grunted and drove in deep, blasting my ass with his cum! He pulled out, and I was on his cock sucking it, tasting the cum covering it! He thanked me and was on his way I thought that might be it for the night, when a married top I have played with before messaged me, wanting to come over. He always brings condoms, and I didn't answer for awhile, but finally, after a few texts from him, replied back, figuring I would at least get a facial. He lives close by and was over in about 10 min. He is always horny as hell, and hard right away. He arrived the same, placing a condom on the end table. I was standing facing the tv with my ass towards him, and porn on the tv. He stripped, moved forward and started playing with my ass and cock. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass. We were both moaning, and I turned, dropped down and started sucking him, hoping he would be too turned on to reach for the condom. After a short while, he sat on the couch, slipped the condom on, and asked me to ride him. He loves it that way, with me facing him, legs up on the couch, sliding up and down on his cock. Felt so good sliding down on his cock, facing him, pulling him in, and him pulling me down! He eventually slid me off, and asked me to suck him some more to get him fully hard again. I dropped down to my knees, pulled off the condom, and carried on sucking his cock, telling him to just cum in my mouth. He was very vocal, telling me to suck it good, and I knelt up on the couch, so he could see my ass too, and he right away started rubbing it, moaning, saying he needed to feel it again. He pushed me off his cock, pulled me to him, and sat me onto his cock! No condom! Felt so much better! I started really riding him, making both of us moan! He then started crying out 'fuck, fuck, fuck' and pulled me down all the way onto him! I could feel his cock pulsing inside me, and he held me very still, filling me with his cum! We stayed that way for several minutes, before he went too soft and his cock slipped out! I once again was down cleaning his cock off, tasting so much cum! He was gone a few min after. Well, now full with two loads, I was way beyond horny! I logged into grndr, and right away a hot top who I play with regularly messaged me wanting to visit. I told him right away that a guy just left and I was full of cum so he might not be interested. Well, he didn't care, just said to make sure I am cleaned up a bit, and he would be over. 30 min later, he is here, and fingering my ass like mad, licking me in between ramming fingers into me! He pushed me up against the back of my couch, and slammed his cock into me! He is pretty big, and had me near crying out! Fucked me like that for several minutes, the pulled out, spun me around, and had me suck him for awhile. Tasted pretty good, knowing it was covered in a couple of loads of cum With in minutes, he flipped me unto my back, and drove his cock back into me. It was so so hot, just being tossed around! He suddenly stopped, and asked to go to my bedroom. He has always fucked me in the living room. So, upstairs we went, and he pushed me unto to bed on my back, and pushed his cock back into me, fucking me hard and deep! It lasted for at least 20 min or so, with him pushing in and out, my legs wrapped right around him, holding him against me, before he announced he was going to fill me with his cum! Fuck yesss please! I begged for it, and he obliged, thrusting in as deep as he could, swearing and emptying his cock in my well used ass! He held me down with all of his weight now, burying that cock in me, making sure he dumped all of his cum! Eventually, he softened enough and slipped out, and again, I got to suck a very hot cum covered cock! He thanked me for a hot time, and I him, and he was on his way. By now it was near 3 am, and I was very drunk, and still wanted more, but, alas, no more available, and a bit too drunk to look too hard. So, sleep it was. but wow, what a night!

On the menu. You choose ... this ....

If someone were to ask me what being gay was all about...

MOM: "How's your weekend been going so far, honey? I've hardly caught a glimpse of you since you came home from school yesterday..." YOU: "Nothing special, mom. Just hanging out with my buddies..." MOM: "You know that your dad and I don't want them to be around you anymore, don't you? We are afraid that they might have a bad influence on you." YOU: "I know, mom. But I really like being with them. And not all of them are jerks, you know..."

Great first chapter! I wonder if Kenny doesn't meet a buddy his own age, and brings him home to meet his dad. A friend that was kicked out by his parents because he was caught sucking the neighbor boys cock. Having no place to go, he ends up living with his beach lifeguard uncle. The uncle provides for and takes good care of his nephew, but mysteriously disappears a couple nights a week. the boys decide to follow him one night, and discover the uncle has gone to the docks and enters an empty warehouse where there are naked men getting high and having sex. Should Kenny tell his dad about his friends uncle? Will his dad go and see for himself? Will the boys get schooled at the warehouse in the darker ways of man to man sex? Will dad and the uncle find a common bond in each other and their boys? I wonder......

Why are they always so surprised when I already told them it was big?

I've hooked up with my ex three times in the last few days. First on Thursday, again Friday and then Monday night. Yesterday evening was a fairly brief encounter, but horny nonetheless. We agreed to meet up at a pub car park equidistant from where we live. He got in my car and I drove the short distance to a parking lot by the side of a woodland - it can be a cruisy spot at times but usually at the height of summer and predominantly straight couples - but it's a place where we have fucked several times in the past. We walked into the bushes, past some scrub, down into a dip. I was already yanking down his trousers, with my tongue buried in his throat. Spun him round, got to my knees and launched my tongue at his hole. He was loving it. His hole is incredible, totally smooth, he has completely white cheeks against tanned skin - and his ass is so perfectly round. Definitely one of the best I've ever had and I've had a lot!! I stood up and we kissed, he loved licking the taste of his musty/sweaty hole from my lips (I did too!). I began working his hole with my fingers, hard. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of sucking my cock, I wanted to fuck his hole so bad. We both added spit to my cock, I spun him back round, bent him over a little and pushed deep inside. He let out a little yelp and I began to thrust. Like I said, his hole is so perfect I knew I wouldn't last long, but I pounded him hard for a good couple of minutes. Sometimes a good rough, hard fuck is better than holding on. I didn't want to, I wanted to cum inside him and deep. He wanted it too and just before I shot my load he begged for it! I flooded his guts and pulled out, he immediately spun round and swallowed my cock to clean it all up. He stood up and we kissed a bit more. Within a few minutes we were back at my car. I dropped him off at the pub, we went our separate ways. An hour or so later he sent me a whatsapp photo of his boyfriend watching TV and he told me how awesome it felt to be sitting there with my cum in his hole and his bf none the wiser A true slut!

I felt my hole twitch and a small glob of cum escape from my battered pucker as I looked at the man about to give me the fourth load of my life. 'I must be the luckiest bottom in the whole fucking world', I thought, and then paused for a moment surprising myself with how much my self identity had changed in the past two hours. I had gone from a total top who had been fucked safe once three years a go, to a bottom bitch, not just any bottom bitch but a bareback bottom bitch, and more then that a bareback bottom bitch for POZ cum. I studied Chad hungrily as he walked forward. He was taller then the others and a little thinner though still well built. He a look that I could only describe as Irish: bright red hair and beard with shocking green eyes and a healthy sprinkling of freckles across his face, chest, and arms. Ginger coloured fur grew across his chest and down his washboard abs in no real pattern just sort of everywhere. His cock was long and thick, probably just a little smaller then Chuck's, and certainly thinner then Keith’s beer can. Oh, and it was uncut. I stared at the pale flesh that covered the ruddy coloured head of his cock in wonderment as I had never seen an uncut cock in person and I wondered if it would feel different inside of me. He lifted a powerful arm to brush his hair back from his face as he knelt down between my legs exposing a thickly haired ginger pit. Had my soul not burned with lust for Chuck I probably would have given my self body and soul to Chad in that moment. He looked at me his green eyes sparkling with mischief and he directed my gaze to the underside of his left forearm where amidst the form of a twisting snake was the unmistakable biohazard mark. My heart quickened as he with one hand lifted my right leg onto his strong muscular shoulder and with the other aimed his cock at my well-fucked hole. He slid in easily but I still gasped as he bottomed out his ginger pubes coming to rest against my taint. “When we’re done with this sweet hole you’re gonna be knocked up for sure,” he said slowly withdrawing his cock, “and I’m sure glad you’re only going to be across the street. I love using Johnny’s hole but sometimes I’m just in the mood for something different and your furry little cunt is just the thing.” “Please fuck me. Please, breed my hole.” “Don’t worry boy. You’ll get the load you so badly need.” Chad closed his eyes and started to pound away at my hole. I had thought that Wes’s fucking had been merciless but that was nothing compared to this. Chad alternated between jack-hammering his cock into my now slackened hole and pulling his cock out till just the tip rested inside of me and slamming the full length back inside in one quick motion. I screamed out as his cock head repeatedly punched into my prostate. Repeatedly. He was destroying me and I loved every second of it. The room was thick with the stench of sweat and the sound of raw flesh slapping against flesh. My eyes were watering and my mouth was dry but my hole was alive with pleasure. I felt as though my whole body had vanished and nothing was left but that cock inside of me. My feelings and hunger for cock and cum had progressed I no longer just wanted his load but I needed it. I needed him to cum inside me, I needed his cock inside me, I needed to be fucked. “I’m gonna breed this sweet ass so fucking good,” Chad said, smiling at me, his face now covered with sweat. “You ready for another big load of cum, boy?” “Yes, please God give me your fucking load.” “Oh, fuck! I’m gonna cum!” Chad, just like Keith had, slammed balls deep inside of me, laying there on top of me as his cock jerked and twitched spurting it’s thick frothy treasure into my awaiting guts. The sent of man sex that wafted off of Chad’s body as he lay on top of me was astounding. I found myself wishing to stay there forever under him, but slowly his cock began to soften until at last he pulled his now soft cock out of my hole with a quite plop. Slowly Chad got up and I could see the other three standing in a ring around me all sporting wood again. “Why don’t you fella’s go down to my place and breed Johnny in the sling, I wanna take my time breeding this boy for the first time.”

I was in Louisville, relaxing in a park by the falls as a young stud jogged down the path. He went right past me, and honestly I thought no more of it, so a few minutes later when he walked back, I paid some attention: he was hot and sweaty, and he greeted me, saying "Hi, you hot too?" "Sure," I replied, thinking to myself, in so many different ways. He went on to tell me that a lot of gay guys hung around the the falls, and he asked "Are you gay?" "Yeah," I replied. He went to on say he was straight but liked to fuck man's ass every so often. Before we went any further I asked his age. "Nineteen," he replied, showing me his license as proof, adding "I have a girlfriend, but "It's her time of the month." With that I asked "When and where do you want my ass?" "Now, and right here," he replied. So, I dropped my shorts and he did also, sporting an eight inch thick dick, and with no further ado, right there he bent me over shoved that monster into my ass, fucking me for a while until I heard him grunt as he went balls-deep, shooting his load deep in my hole, pumping away until he was finished. Then he pulled up his shorts and was on his way. Afterwards I sat by the Ohio river, reminiscing, as his cum leaking out of my hole.

Love a sloppy hole!

Todd: I walked back over to the shower and turned the water off as soon as I heard Brian finish in the living room, and I walked out a minute after I heard his belt buckle. I hoped he had shot a huge load inside my girl, although I know she'd begged him not to. Most guys do. I wrapped the damp towel around my waist and strutted out of the bathroom, immediately noticing the smell of sex in the air. "All my clothes are out here," I said, as I crossed in front of the TV. I took my towel off and set it down on the couch right next to Brian, who was staring laser beams into the TV and working on his beer, apparently not noticing my semi-hard prick blowing in the wind not 3 feet from his face. "What's the score," I asked, as soon as I heard the commercial break start. "It's, it's…the same," he choked out, which I knew was wrong. Yep. As I casually put on some boxers, I looked over at my girl, who was pretending to watch TV too, and I saw the bright red hand prints on her neck even from where I was standing. My dick jumped, imagining my buddy pinning my girl down right there on my own couch and fucking her like he owned her, with me right inside the bathroom. That two-timing, backstabbing son of a bitch! I would deal with him later. "So what did you guys talk about?" I asked, putting on some joggers and a tank. "Brian was showing me how to get out of a chokehold," Sam said without missing a beat, making Brian cough on his beer a little. I pretended not to notice. "He didn't want to do it at first, but I kept asking him and asking him until he finally gave me what I wanted, didn't you, Brian?" she said, poking him playfully in the arm. Poor Brian jumped so high I was afraid he'd throw his beer across the living room. Then he quickly laughed, a little too loud, and managed, "Haha, yeah!" "Oh that's great," I said, putting on some socks, "I knew I could trust you to take care of my girl." Brian shifted and laughed awkwardly, making intense eye contact with the Meow Mix commercial in front of him, and obviously hoping I'd change the subject. "Babe, do you think you could help me carry the rest of the bags up from the car?" Sam asked me casually. Brian looked over at the bags already sitting by the door, probably thinking, How much stuff did she get? But he didn't say anything, and went back to trying to blend into the couch. I knew what my girl needed wasn't help unloading the car, but help loading up her slutty snatch again, and I didn't waste any time getting my shoes on after that. "Sure babe, let's go. We'll be back, Brian. You're not gonna go anywhere, are you?" I asked, staring at him meaningfully. "No, I'll be here," he said, relaxing visibly as Sam and I walked out the door and left him alone with his guilty thoughts. I could barely keep my hands off my girl after the door closed. I pushed her up against the wall right next to our apartment door and made out with her hungrily, slipping one hand up her shirt and another down her pants. She moaned quietly and put her arms around me. If anyone came out into the hallway they would see us like that, but I didn't care, I had to have her. My right hand found her pussy, and it was definitely wet. "Did my buddy cum inside you?" I whispered to her so Brian couldn't hear us on the other side of the door. She just nodded, with lust in her eyes. I slipped a couple fingers inside her, feeling my buddy's hot spunk inside my girl, the spunk he had shot up there barely a few minutes before. It was so wrong, and so hot, his spunk didn't belong inside her, only mine did. We both had to try so hard not to moan, or someone would hear us. I pulled my cummy fingers out of her twat and put them inside her mouth, and she sucked on them obediently. I immediately shoved my tongue inside her mouth and started kissing her, getting my first taste of my buddy Brian's cum, but definitely not my last. I somehow got my girl down to the parking garage without fucking her right there in the hallway, and we climbed into the back seat of the car like hungry animals, not caring anymore who the fuck heard us. I tore her pants off and buried my face in her cummy snatch before she could say anything. As she gasped for air and scratched and clawed at my back, I shoved my tongue as far up her pussy as I could, tasting Brian's forbidden cum, and wondering what he'd say if he could see me feasting on his hot jizz. Before I'd sucked all of my buddy's juice out of my girl, I moved up to share another kiss with her, and we made out greedily. "How did you get him to fuck you?" I asked her lustily, sliding two more fingers inside her. "I got him all hot and bothered with my bra and panties, and telling him how bad I needed a hard cock inside me," she said, gasping, "Then I said I'd tell you he grabbed my ass unless he fucked me. He stopped fighting me after that." Fuck, that made my dick jump. "You conniving bitch, did you at least tell him to put a rubber on?" "He slammed it in my pussy before I could say anything, so I let him fuck me without one." At this point my cock was so hard it was hurting, so I popped it out of my joggers and rubbed it over her pussy, wanting so bad to be inside her. "But that's so risky," I whispered, just inches away from her face, "he could give you something, and then you could give it to me," as I rubbed my precum onto her pussy lips, teasing her, "or he could knock you up, get you pregnant." I kissed her again, totally lost in the lust of the moment. "I didn't care," she whispered back hungrily after we broke away, "I just needed his rock hard cock inside me, I didn't care what he gave me!" "You dirty fucking slut! Taking my buddy's dick while I'm right there in the fucking shower! Did you at least tell him to pull out?" "Yes, I begged him to pull out so he didn't get me pregnant," she answered, as I started pressing my cock head inside her unfaithful snatch where my buddy's cock had just been. "But he wouldn't listen, he just put his hands around my neck and came inside me anyway. Now I might be pregnant with his babies!" The thought of my buddy choking out my girl and knocking her up after she'd begged him to pull out was too much for me, and I slammed my entire cock into her slutty twat with one thrust. Brian's cum around my unprotected cock felt amazing, and fucking his boys deeper into my girlfriend and into my piss slit got me so hot. Brian was part of the family now, whether he knew it or not, and what was his, was now both of ours, too. "Fuck, you nasty bitch, you make me so fucking hard, always letting other guys fuck you behind my back!" I was pounding her snatch so hard, making a sloshing sound with Brian's cum all over my hard prick, and she was pulling me into her desperately. "Are you gonna keep taking Brian's cum every time he comes over?" "Yes!" she whispered into my ear. "Good girl, you know it fucking drives me crazy when you do that shit." I kept pounding her as hard as I could, feeling my balls start to tingle. "You're such a nasty bitch, such a fucking cumslut, you're too good for me." I kept slamming her twat, and she kept moaning softly and pulling me in. "If you keep taking Brian's cum he's gonna make you pregnant, he's already marked you," I said, putting my hands on her neck, where I could still see Brian's fingers wrapped around it like he owned her. "Are you gonna mark me too, baby, just like Brian did?" she asked me, clearly wanting it. "Oh fuck yeah baby, you're mine, and don't you fucking forget it!" With that, I put my hands around my girl's neck, just like Brian had, making new hand prints on top of his, and feeling his warm cum all over my bare cock inside my girl, where it didn't belong. That son of a bitch had pretended to be my buddy, then choked out my girl and shot his cream inside her even though she'd begged him not to, all while my back was turned. Then he'd sat back down on the couch like nothing had happened, while his cum soaked into my girl's twat, maybe even making her pregnant. Well fuck him. Sam was mine, and I was gonna take her back. I looked down at my girl, and saw she couldn't really breathe with my hands choking her, but the obedient slut wasn't telling me to stop, so I just kept pounding Brian's cum into her and kept getting closer. Then finally she grabbed my wrists. She needed air, and I was the only one who could let her have it. She may have taken my buddy's cock and baby batter earlier, but she was totally mine now. That thought finally set me off, and my fat cock swelled up even harder as I slammed all the way inside my girl and shot rope after rope of my own jizz inside her slutty snatch to mix with Brian's. I have no idea how much of my cum I pumped inside her, but it felt like I was cumming for days. At some point I loosened my grip on her neck a little so she could breathe, but I kept my hands where they were to make sure she knew whose girl she was, mine. After I came down, I collapsed on top of her, pushing her into the car seat and smelling her hair, just like I imagined my buddy had done just 15 minutes before. She rubbed my back and my ass until I'd recovered. When I finally got up again, I saw I'd put new red marks on her neck. Perfect. If only she could see what a fucking slut she looked like right now, with two sets of red hand prints on her neck from two different guys, and two loads of hot jizz leaking out of her snatch with a bare cock still buried deep inside her. We got back up to the apartment and found Brian sitting in exactly the same spot, working on another beer. I wondered if he had any idea what we'd been up to, or how much dirty fun we'd just had playing in his spunk. Probably not. He probably thought he'd gotten away with breeding my girl behind my back, and that he was the only one with a secret, the sneaky bastard. "You took a while," he said to us. "Yeah, we got a phone call, from one of our friends," I improvised, hoping he wouldn't notice both our phones sitting on the dresser right next to him. "His girl was hooking up with one of his buddies, can you believe it?" I went on, kicking my shoes off casually and walking over to the couch. "He was pissed at first, but they worked it out in the end." I sat down on the couch next to him and put my arm around him, watching the commercial with him and kicking my feet up. He seemed uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything. My girl cuddled up next to me and I put my other arm around her, too. "Oh really?" Brian managed, definitely uncomfortable. "Yeah, bros before hos, you know?" I said. "And besides, now the two guys have something else in common, right?" "Uh, yeah, right," Brian said, almost definitely missing that I was talking about the girl they were both banging. "So what's the score, Brian?" I asked, nodding at the TV, which was still playing a commercial. "It's, uh, you know…the same." Haha, sure it is, buddy.

Great start! Your stories always keep me hooked and needing more.

Scooby Doo cartoons taught children to be skeptical. Church teaches them the opposite. Or it's supposed to, anyway. What most end up learning there is hypocrisy. nice job, toon, is weaving that into the subtext of another great story.

Looks like somebody is having an apparition...

stack em up time

The boy has been practicing all day long. Now he can't wait for daddy to come home. Daddy will be so proud of the progress his son is making... The wife would never let her husband's dick anywhere near her mouth, but their youngest son clearly takes more after his old man...

My last gift bearer of the day showed up at about 10 pm last night. He was a bit older than I expected, at about 65 years of age. But he was POZ, willing to fuck bareback, and had a nice uncut 7" cock. What I DIDN'T know was he had incredible stamina. We played around with a blow job for about ten minutes, then I climbed up on my oversized Asian coffee table (aka my fuck bench), put my legs in the air, and let him finger fuck me for a minute or two. When he started fucking me, my ass was tight. But it soon opened up for him. He had great technique, varying the speed, depth, AND angle of his strokes. We fucked for about an hour, and he still didn't cum. I was open for more, so I got off the bench, leaned forward onto it, and let him finger fuck me again. But this time, it wasn't two fingers, it was four. Ten minutes of THAT, and my legs were quivering. I got back on the fuck bench, and got driven for another 40 minutes before he finally came. When he did, it was spectacular! It was thick and clotted like Devonshire cream. He wanted to rim me after that, so who was I to say no. I guess he got half his load back. So did this load count? Anyway, this was one of the best one on one fuck of my life. I came twice from it. I loved it! GO SENIORS!

Seems like the older guys sort of like going thru the motions of being tricked. I don't know if they are acting-out or just give into the idea when they get hot. But always surprised at how easy it is to do a younger dude. Here's one for you. I was doing a neighbor kid this summer....18/19 or some such. I looked forward to it for several years and sort of strange how I always knew I'd get him some day but never felt in any hurry - he's sort of young for his age. But he was out of town this summer and planning on college in the fall so it was time. Think he had just a little experience - wasn't as nervous about it as if it was his first ever time, but definitely needed some lessons. Anyway, lots of sessions starting in June and it was fun plus nice having some nearby. We "forgot" ourselves a few times and barebacked, and pulled the old trick many more. So he leaves for school in late August but keeps in touch by email and I get to hear a little about his love life....not slutting around a lot but getting some at Ohio State....he talked about most as regular school buds but there was one guy I didn't get details on and sort of think that was "love" and was an older guy. The tone of his e-mails sort of changed in late November, he had something to tell me when he was home for Christmas, etc. Had me guessing that he had his test results and was wondering if he figured-out it was me or really thought he had converted that fast from his contacts at school. That was it - and you wouldn't believe what a perverse thrill it was to listen to him pouring out his story - feeling all pumped inside but having to act serious and sorry. I gave him all kinds of good advice, etc. He was pathetically grateful when I still wanted to bed him after knowing that he's poz!!!!!! BUT THE GREATEST THING: To keep my cover, course we'd be safe. He'd never topped me during the summer but got into it a little at school so he did me a couple times. Then the day after Christmas we had a nice long session. I did him first, then he was doing me. If course I made a big production of slipping the rubber off him...telling him how much I like him, that I wanted his sperm in me - poz or not whatever would be would be. At first it sort of freaked him, but he was horned pretty good by then and went for it. Tentative at first, but he got into it fast. I was looking forward to the thought of taking back my bugs that I had seeded over the summer - thought that was going to be a real turn-on.....but what was so over-the-top. As he was working me, I could see this transformation in him: like he had never considered breeding a guy on purpose – that he was totally into being safe with his newly toxic loads. But while it's going down I could just see the ideas forming in his head - how he was getting into the idea of pozzing me - and liking it! By the time he got to the squirt strokes, I knew he had moved onto a new stage. When he shot he was past making love to his old bud - he was definitely into gifting. No words to express the pride I felt! Anyway....he'll be driving back to college this week but we're spending tonight playing together. When he left for school the first time, it was sort of hard to say goodbye. This time will be a lot more gratifying for me knowing that he's going back looking to share my gift with his buds - what a feeling!

Went to a fuck party today. Fucked 3 holes and give away 5 loads.. I love sliding in after a bud seeds the hole first..best lube!

most recent load was at 3am this morning...I work at the Walmart near my house as a stocker (not stalker lol) ...took my managers load by the loading dock lol...ironic lol. he's not the best lookin guy in the world but ugh fuck he's got a nice big thick cock...but yeah...hehe...was a pretty good load hehe

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.

Don't need to be embarrassed in the slightest!

I once got bred by a black stallion with 10", it took me couple of weeks to convince him to breed me! But it was very nice and I even had an anal orgasm

Amazing that only after 2 years the k9 topic is shut down. I wonder why it took so long? Did it only become offensive or illegal recently? I find it strange that something taboo would be too taboo for such an already taboo site. Maybe I am missing the point.

Very hot, would love to hear more!!!

Epilogue My hole dripped cum for a whole day after Chuck, Chad, Johnny, Kevin, Wes, and a small host of other men who I didn’t know at the time were through with me. I accepted my transformation joyously and moved into the apartment the next week. From that point on I Chuck fucked me at least once a day, and Chad at least once a week. Johnny and I would take turns wrecking each other’s holes when we ran into each other on campus. The other guys I saw less frequently but still got railed by them often enough. I tested POZ a few months after moving in and by Christmas had gotten my own small biohazard tattoo on the front of my hip. I still met up with some of the bottom boys I had topped so regularly from time to time, some of them stopped calling after I got my tattoo, some though never asked about it and still took my loads happily. Towards the end of my senior year this sophomore who I had fucked a few times told me that he was looking for an apartment for the next school year. After I introduced him to Chuck the boy was never the same. He started out a sometimes bottom boy, and turned into a POZ cumwhore much like I had, but that’s his story to tell. As for me, now I’m living in New York City, and let’s just say I haven’t spent a day without at least one load in my hole in a very long time.

I lost track of time as Jason fucked my hole. I was tweaking so hard my hole burned with pleasure. Jason's large dick stayed rock hard, scissoring into my insides brutally as the other three men took turns shoving their cocks in my mouth. "Whew, I'm high," one of them groaned. "Not as high as this good boy right here," another one chuckled as he grabbed my head and shoved his dick into my mouth, then pushed down and gagged me with it. Meanwhile, Jason leaned down and licked my face as he impaled me with his dick. He fucked me so hard he was trying to hurt me. "Damn, his pussy's so tight," he growled as he took a draw from a cigarette. "Cum inside me," I moaned weakly as the other mens' dicks slapped my face and poked at my lips. "You want my poz load? You want me to breed that sloppy little cunt?" he roared. I opened my mouth to answer, but Bruce had mounted my chest and slid his dick into my mouth. I felt Jason grab my ankles hard and spread my legs as wide as he could. His dick hardened in my ass and trembled, and I felt pump after pump of warm fluid rush up my rectum. "TAKE. MY. LOAD. YOU. LITTLE. WHORE!" he roared, slamming his load deeper into me with every word. I flexed my toes in pleasure as he rammed his cum into me. He slid his dick out, leaving my ass feel empty and sore. The head of his dick made a little "pop!" sound as it left my hole. At the same time, Bruce pulled out of my mouth and came heavily on my face, adding thick white clumps of semen to the spit already covering my face. Before I could take a breath, he pushed his dick inside my mouth again to have me clean it off, while another one of the men plunged his dick inside my ass. The other men laughed degradingly and spat on my body. I had no idea what time it was or how long they had fucked me for, but John and Blake fucked me and added their loads to my pussy before leaving, then Jason fucked me again, then Bruce. I pushed into Bruce's cock as he churned the cocktail of cum inside me. Globs of white cum leaked out of my ass, stuck to his dick, and trickled down onto the bed. My sticky ass squeaked as he pummeled my cunt, lubed only with poz cum. My legs bounced with every thrust of his big dick. A waterfall of white fluid had leaked onto my taint down my asscrack. Bruce leaned down and put his hand over my throat. “You want Daddy’s poz load inside of that tight hole? You wanna be Daddy’s dirty little drugged up whore?” “Yeah, Daddy! Fuck me!” “What do you want? I can’t hear you.” “Fill me with your poz load! Make me your bitch! My boypussy is to service your big dick, poz me up and use me like your piece of meat! This hole is yours!” I barked. “Fuck yeah it is!” he roared, spitting into my face as he rammed his cock into me, cumming violently. I moaned in pleasure as he jammed his tool as deeply and sharply into my gut as he could. My ass made a sound like he was grinding meat, and my hole was now overflowing with so much cum it bubbled and lathered onto his dick. He scooped the excess and crammed it into my ass. Then he moved over to my face and rubbed the cum on his dick onto my face. “Good whore,” he groaned. “Let’s seal the deal.” Bruce left the room for a little bit and came back with a tattoo gun. “Stay still,” he ordered. I felt a painful burning prick on my ass, but I relaxed and rode my high. In sloppy handwriting, Bruce had permanently labeled “Cum Dump” on my asscheeks. At this time, Jason re-entered the room with ten other middle-aged men. Some were fat and balding, some looked gaunt, others were built and muscular. Their dicks had various sizes, but all of them were paid customers. I laid their groaning, my ass bubbling with white goo and my face covered in globs of cum and spit. Jason walked over and stuck me with another .7 slam. The mens’ cocks grew hard watching my pimp drug me up. I had come down a little from my high before, but now I was wired all over again. My existence was nothing but a hole, a disposable dump n’ run. My purpose was to be bred by men, and if I let them, Jason would slam me. “Go on, boys; he’s all lubed up. Get your $10’s worth,” he said, grinning. I lifted my legs and tossed my head back. Continued in part 4