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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!)

Part IV I was not sure what was happening but the guy on me stopped kissing finally. I was too breathless to say anything as he told me he was sorry but my ass just felt too good and watching his buddies fuck had him horned up badly. I could feel what seemed like his cock pushing into my hole and couldn't understand what was happening at all. He went on to tell me, in a whisper, that his cock was precumming like he had never done before and it was really lubing my hole up for him. He told me he couldn't stop now. I was so shocked I still could not talk. He went silent again and leaned forward more and kissed me again running his tongue into my mouth again and as he did I felt what must have been the head of his cock slide into me then. I groaned as it hurt some but not real bad. He kept kissing me and I could feel his cock sink into me more and more. I had no idea what to do. Then all at once I thought something else bump my balls and realized then that he must be all the way in me and it was his balls hitting mine. I couldn't believe a cock was buried all the way into my ass. My eyes had to be as big as saucers and I was panicking some now. He pulled back from the kiss and told me again, he was sorry, but couldn't stop himself. As he said that he was pulling his cock back out of me and then back in and again and again. I couldn't move at all and then he was hitting something inside me and I felt my own cock twitch in his hand. He smiled then and told me it was about time I started to feel the good part. I must have looked puzzled then and he told me he was now rubbing against my prostate and I would begin to love it real soon. He then started to just hammer my ass as hard as he could, in and out and in and out. Faster and harder and was stroking my cock with his hand also. He leaned in to kiss me again and this time I couldn't help it and returned the kiss. I was really flying now on the sex. My cock was about as hard as I could ever remember it being. His cock in my ass and his hand on me had me in overdrive. I pulled away from the kiss and asked what the hell was going on? He told me to just enjoy it. I dropped my head down some and then I felt it. The unmistakable feeling of my cock getting ready to release my cum. I looked him in the eyes and told him I was going to cum and he told me he was ready also. I then felt my cock erupt and he seemed to be cupping the end of it in his hand and before I knew what he was doing, he brought his hand up between us and licked up my cum and then planted another kiss on me and fed me my own cum. He kept his mouth sealed to mine and all I could do was swallow it. As I was swallowing it he pulled away then and told me he was cumming now and hoped I had enjoyed that load of mine as it was probably the last neg load I would have. I had no idea what that meant. He moaned and I could tell he was really cumming a lot in me and grinding hard into my ass. He then told me he loved my nolonger virgin ass and now I would probably be positive like him all his friends there. I still had no idea what he was talking about but it had felt damn good. He asked if I wanted some more? I asked what he meant? He then got up and as he did, before I knew what was happening, another guy had knelt down behind me and I felt his cock entering my hole. I yelped and tried to move but with nowhere to go he bottomed out in me quickly and started to pound my hole like there was no tomorrow. He was really just plainly pounding as hard and fast as he could into me and surprise surprise, to me it felt about as good as the first guy had. He did not last long though, maybe about 3 or 4 minutes, and he told me he was cumming in me too and I was sure to be pregnant now as he had a load measured at about 200,000, whatever that meant. My legs were so cramped now I couldn't move at all and before I knew it I had had about 8 guys fuck my ass. Everyone of them kept telling me to take their poz loads and get pregnant but that made no sense to me at all. Finally, the first guy was able to help me get up and I sat right down on the ground exhausted. I could not get my head around what had happened at all, but knew that it was probably just the damn drinking I had done. I vowed to not drink that much that fast again. Many of the guys there came by then and patted me on the back and told me welcome to their club. I thought they were just talking about their bikes or soccer. I sat there for a good half an hour with my pants, by know clear to my ankles, before I could really move much on my own. I felt my sore ass and my fingers came away with their cum and some blood on them that was seeping out of my abused hole. The first guy sat beside me then and told me not to worry as many times a virgin ass bled some but would go away soon. I smiled a little and told him I hoped so as I would hate for my wife to see much blood there. He laughed a little then. Then he got kind of serious and told me I might want to get to a doctor in the next couple of days though and let him know what I had had done to me. I asked why if the bleeding would stop soon anyway. He then told me what they had been talking about when they told me they were POZ, AND I WAS GOING TO GET PREGNANT WITH THEIR BABIES. My mouth dropped open and I could not even talk. He asked me if I was ok now or did I want some more? He was serious! WHAT A CRAZY DAY AND THING TO SAY TO ME. But, did I want more or not? I decided I had better call the doctor first thing in the morning for sure. As I got up to go, he told me they were camping out there for about 3 days if I wanted to stop back by?

1. You know you are a true cum dump when you have more sex partners in one night than the average person does in a lifetime. 2. You know you are a true cum dump when you lose count of how many guys fucked and/or bred you at your last bathhouse stay or gang bang. 3. You know you are a true cum dump when you will let anyone fuck you regardless of age, body, dick size, etc. 4. You know you are a true cum dump when you allow a guy with a condom to fuck you because you know you are going to extract the cum out of the condom and insert it in your hole. 5. You know you are a true cum dump when you've been fucked by 20 guys during your bathhouse stay and you feel unsatisfied. 6. You know you are a true cum dump when you want a really hot guy to breed you quickly just to get another load from the next guy who is unattractive with a small dick. 7. You know you are a true cum dump when you people watch and realize that you would bend over for every single guy you see. 1 - 7 are true for me. I no longer have a 'type'. I want every guy to unload in me.

Love a sloppy hole!

I'm a 37 year old in fairly decent shape, shaved head with a 7.5" thick cock. The last load I gave was to a 19 year old half latino boy. He had just moved away from his parents' in Texas and started college in Oklahoma. He was masculine, cute, 5'8", smooth muscular body with a phenomenal bubble ass. We met on Grindr and we decided to hookup, I had condoms and lube. He gets to my place and we immediately start making out. I get him naked in no time and start eating his hole and really tongue fucking him. I had his hole wet and wanting more. I start working my cock on his hole, rubbing it and putting pressure on it. It was like I had hit a switch on him. He turned into a moaning cock hungry girl. I was so hot and horny I grabbed the lube and slathered it on my raging cock. My head easily went in, but boy was his hole tight! He really started moaning at this point. He never said anything about the condom so I kept inching into him. I got into a really good pace nailing his bubble butt and watching his hole squeezing the life out of my dick. It was too much for me and I leaned down and quickly said,"I'm gonna cum in you." He was moaning and groaning so much he barely had time to say,"Okay!" That's when I shot my first load up inside him. I came hard and shot a lot of juice up his boy hole. I never lost my erection, but I pulled out, flipped him over onto his back and started sucking his small, but beautiful uncut cock, he barely last 2 minutes he was so horned up he came in my mouth quite a bit. I started slowly licking down his balls and taint then got to his ass, where I began tongue fucking him again. His hole was wet but back to being tight as ever. This really turned me on, so I pushed his legs apart wide and crawled up in between them and pushed my still hard cock back into his hole. He just laid there with a glazed look on his face and let me pound the hell out of his ass. This time I didn't even tell him I was going to cum, I just start drilling him and unloaded a second volley of jizz up his ass. I pulled out and sucked him off again, getting another nice load in my mouth. Afterward during a light cuddle sesh, he admitted that he was a goody two-shoes all through school and was tired of it. He had only been with one guy in high school and I was his first bareback fuck. I was surprised and also extremely horny again. I rolled him over onto his stomach and again entered that tight ass. This time I fucked him hard and long, I tried to pull out and shoot on his back because my third cum is sometimes my biggest, but I shot half of my load just inside his hole and the other half all the way up his back. We had several more hookups after that and it was all very hot.

i have to take my baby brother clothes shopping as what he brought from home is good for working on the farm , but not good for NYC. I wonder if I should start a blog about my brother as I can see it's going to get interesting fast.

Big German Daddy.....

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.

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”.

this is the story of how i became a bottom bitch for the city's best BBC escort PART 1 His name was Tom. We met right after he moved here, he wasn't in the trade at the time. young, actually; he was 19 and I was 23. I was a tall, thin, hung, vers guy at the time. 6'4" 190, with a very thick 8" uncut cock that got a lot of attention. Of course, I suspected his black dick was even bigger. Our first few meetings were just awkward casual stuff, making out here and there, nothing serious. That changed though, one night, when he invited me over to his new apartment. I didn't really know what to expect, but given how hot he was, I was never going to turn him down. Black guys in my town were very rare, and he was 6'1", 200lb, built and packing a 9" uncut thick piece I'd only begun to play with. I knew I wanted him, I just didn't know how badly. At any rate, he told me to head to his place that night, and I obeyed. When I got there, he was chilling on his couch, smoking a joint and watching some bareback porn. I immediately noticed the glass pipe and a small bag of crystal on his table; i'd done the stuff only once before, and I ended up getting raped all night by a guy I'd never seen again - but it was one of the best nights of my life, all the same. I sat down next to him. "You smoke t?" he asked, caressing my thigh. "Done it before, never smoked it though." "You'll like it." he said, as he reached for the pipe and lit it. He took a huge toke, winked at me, and tugged at my shirt. I exhaled as I fell into him, and we kissed gently as he blew the smoke back into my lungs. "See? Have some more." He passed me the pipe, and torched the chamber for me, as I sucked it back, several times more. I sat back, as he did the same. All of a sudden, my body was buzzing; my ass was tingling; my cock shriveled into my balls. As he finished toking, I took off my shirt. "That's better. Make yourself comfortable." He put down the pipe on the table, and sat back down on the couch. All of a sudden, I noticed that his cock was hanging out of the top of his sweatpants, half hard and drooling from the tip. I couldn't stop staring at it. I was transfixed - it was so big, so beautiful, a real man's dick, and I wanted it. Bad. "You like that big black dick, don't you? Why don't you show me how much you like it?" He grabbed my wrist, and drew my hand right onto his dribbling, half-hard member. I grabbed on like my life depended on it and started stroking it. "Show me how much you like that dick, boy." I fell off the couch to my knees, and started sucking on his dick. I couldn't wait to see it erect, it was already huge in my hand, i knew it would be choking my throat in no time. "Yeah, suck that dick, show me how bad you want it." His dick was still semi-hard so I could take it to his balls, but with every stroke it was stiffening, and hitting the back of my throat. "Look at me while you suck my dick." I realized I'd basically tuned out, eyes closed. I looked up. His eyes were locked on mine. It was a completely different person than I'd known before we smoked up. He stroked through my hair, and then grabbed it firmly. "Look at me while you suck my dick," he told me, staring right at me. "I promise," I babbled between strokes, unable to resist. I kept going down on him, eyes locked on his - and his cock just kept getting bigger, and bigger - i couldn't take it anymore. "Good boy. I love watching those sweet white lips on my nigger meat." He pulled me up by my hair and kissed me. "Those lips on my cock head, that's what really gets me off. It's so sensitive - I want you to work that head for me, okay babe?" I nodded, and he pushed me right back down into his crotch. As I engulfed his cockhead with my lips, he kept stroking through my hair and staring right into my eyes. With every moan his cock got harder and harder, until it was an enormous 9" wrist-thick piece of big black meat. "Look how hard you got me, boy. What do you want me to do with this nigger meat?" He pulled me up by my hair again, and reached around to finger my hole. I moaned. "What do you want me to do with this nigger meat?" he repeated. "I want you..." I whispered. My grip tightened around his now rock-hard, 9x7 uncut member. "WHAT?" "I want you." I said, a little louder. "You want me to WHAT, boy?" "I want you to fuck me." "You want me to fuck this little white hole do you?" he asked as his finger slipped inside me, and I groaned. "Yeah, it looks like you want some nigger meat in this white boy hole of yours." A second finger pushed its way in. "You want me to fuck this white boy pussy?" His fingers were pushing deeper and deeper, and I was losing control. "Tell me." He pulled out completely. "What do you want?" "I want you tu fuck my white boy pussy." I said, surprising even myself. He rubbed the fingers he'd pulled out of my ass against my lips. "Get on the bed and spread your legs, I want to eat that hole before I fuck it." He slapped my ass and pushed me off the couch in the diretion of the bedroom. Obviously, I didn't need any further encouragement - all I could think about was his throbbling, droooling, massive cock. I basically leapt onto the bed into the doggy position, legs spread wide. "That is a nice ass you have there, boy. Now you hold still." He grabbed my ass cheeks and groped them, then spread them, and started licking my hole. I lost my mind immediately; the combination of the foreplay and the tina send me completely over the edge. The more he ate my hole the more I needed him, as his tongue drove deeper and deeper into me. It was the most overwhelming rimming I'd ever received. It didn't last long, as he could clearly sense how hungry I was. "That is some nice white boy butt you have there, boy," he whispered in my ear, as he slipped his thumb back into my asshole. "Are you going to let me fuck it?" "Yes, please, please fuck my white boy hole!" I nearly shouted, as his thumb rubbed against my prostate, and my shrunken cock dribbled precum. He added another two fingers to his assault of my ass, pushing deeper, making me moan louder and louder. Then, with three fingers up my ass, he wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me back towards him, sitting me up on the bed. "I will. First, smoke a little more, okay?" He wiggled his fingers inside of me as he stared into my eyes. Then with his spare hand he picked up the pipe from the bedside and passed it to me along with a lighter. "I want to see you take three big tokes, and then I'll fuck this white boy pussy." He thumbed my prostate again and I groaned. I held the pipe as he lit the torch. One. Two. Three. He stared at me through every one, massaging my ass with his fingers. There was no escape. With every breath I was losing control more and more. "Good boy. Hold still, I need some too..." he pulled his hand out of my ass, and the feeling of emptiness was overwhelming. "Oh no please don't-" I squealed. "You want to get fucked, don't you? Now shut up and spread your hole again while I get ready to fuck you." He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up and kissed me, and then threw me back down onto the bed. "On your knees again, I want to see that hole," he demanded, as he lit the freshly-loaded pipe. I got back up into the doggy position, with my legs spread again. Now that my ass was lubed and fingered it was cold as hell, as well as tingling with hunger to be filled. I was intensely embarassed by my cold, wet rosebud being exposed to the world but knew I had no choice whatsoever. I heard him put the pipe down on the table, and then heard a slapping noise, which was him fastening a cockring to his giant 9" cock and big black balls. "Does that white hole want to get fucked?" he asked. I moaned. "You want some nigger meat in that white boy hole don't you?" I moaned again. "Tell me you want it. Tell me you want it in you." "I want you to fuck my boy hole," I whimpered, and his hands slid along my hips. His cock slipped through my asscrack, and then rubbed back and forth against my hole. "Tell me you want this nigger meat in your white boy hole," he said, breathing on my neck, his massive, throbbing cockhead pressing, ever so gently but firmly, against my asshole, threatening to enter, but not quite. "Beg for this nigger meat, or you're not getting fucked tonight." "Please, please, fuck my white boy hole, fuck it with your nigger meat, I need your nigger meat in me please, please, pleasssseeee..." I didn't have to fake my petulant tone as the threat of not getting fucked at all, with my ass already wet with anticipation, my whole body shaking with desire, had sent me into complete overdrive. Amd as I kept shouting please, please, please, he thrusted his whole nine inches balls deep into me in one swift, brutal stroke. I froze in ecstasy, as he nibbled my neck as his balls slapped against mine. "Oh am I ever going to fuck this hole of urs. Why didn't you tell me you had such a sweet little pussy, boy." He pulled his dick out to the tip and thrust it right back to the balls. "You white boys have the nicest pussy, and it loves getting fucked by nigger meat don't it?" He continued thrusting into me, over and over. I couldn't even speak, the pleasure was overwhelming. He drove his cock to the hilt, and grabbed my wrist. "Why are you jerking yourself?" his deep voice whispered into my ear again. I didn't even realise I had been furiously masturbating my limp dick since he'd begun fucking me. "That little boy dick isn't going to get hard tonight. You're a white boy pussy, that dick ain't good for nothing. Do you want to get fucked or not?" "Yes, yes, I want you to fuck me, please...." "Good boy," he grabbed both of my wrists and shoved me down onto my stomach, and started thrusting his cock into my ass over and over. "A pussy boy like you doesn't touch his dick. Not if he wants to get fucked. All you need to worry about is how you're going to take this nigger meat, understand? My cock is the only one you're going to think about." I swear i could feel his dick harden even more and push deeper and deeper into my ass. "Tell me, pussy boy, that you won't touch yourself again." "I'm your pussy boy and I won't touch myself again I just want you to fuck me with your nigger meat please please keep fucking me with your nigger meat that's all I want..." He moaned, and shoved me down and doubled his pace of thrusting. "Good. If you need something to do with those soft white boy hands of yours, play with my nipples or my balls, keep your back arched... or smoke some more tina like the slut you are." he suddenly lifted me up and thrust the pipe into my face. "Breathe in, slut." He pushed his dick in to the balls again, and I could feel it throb it was so hard - was he ever getting off on this. So was I. I sucked in deeply. "See? No need to fight it, you have such a hot ass, it deserves dick in it." He took the pipe from me and inhaled a few times himself; each time I could feel his dick harden and heat up, like a threat, or a promise. He dropped the pipe over the bed and grabbed me tightly again. "I thought your white boy ass was going to turn out to be a bit of a slut, but I had no idea what a pussy little bitch you'd turn out to be," he roared at me, as he drilled my ass from behind over and over. He pulled out suddenly to fip me onto my back, and I instincively pulled my legs into my air and he slid his massive cock right back into my ass and continued fucking me. "Turns out you're a born pussy boy, aren't you. Look at this little pussy dick." On my back, there was no hiding my normally 8" dick shriveled to the size of a peanut. He stroked it idly, as if it were funny to him. "This is the last time I ever touch your dick, bitch. Understand? I don't ever want to see it again. All I want is this sweet white boy hole wrapped around my nigger meat. Deal?" He gripped my tiny, soft dick tighter, and picked up the pace of his fucking. "Deal!!" I moaned. "So you're not going to tuch your little boy dick ever again around me? Because you want this nigger meat in your pussy so bad?" "Yes I promise I'll never touch it again I just want you to fuck my white boy pussy!" as this spurted out of my mouth to my own surprise, he grabbed both of my legs and shoved me flat into the bed to fuck me even deeper. "Oh boy, you really are a bitch aren't you. This white ass is just desperate for big black cock. Why didn't you tell me you were such a slut?" He suddenly pulled out of me, and flipped me back onto my knees, and thrust three fingers deep into my hole. "Hahaha, look at you, you're not even going to budge as long as I'm in that pathetic little pussy of yours." He kept fingering my hole and it was true; I couldn't move, it was too fantastic. "You're completely addicted to nigger meat, and I'm going to show you what that means. You're mine now, boy, and I am not letting you go. This pussy is too sweet." I moaned and moaned as he continued fingering my ass. Little did I know what his other hand was up to. "Hold still." His hand withdrew, and I groaned - "HOLD STILL I SAID!" and I didn't dare budge. "A slut hole like this deserves a treat," he whispered. I could feel his cockhead return to my hole, rubbing against it again, this time with a warm tingling sensation. And with one fluid motion he was buried in my ass again, but this time with it came an enormous burning and then an overwhelming pleasure. He'd covered his massive erection in meth and was pounding it into my asshole - and now he was in complete control. Before I could even adjust to the overwhelming sensations he resumed fucking me silly. "What a slutty white boy you are, letting ur ass get booty bumped by nigger meat, what were you thinking? " he boomed, hammering my ass over and over, grabbing my hips tightly, pushing deeper and deeper into my ass than ever before, the meth setting it all on fire with need. "You can't say no to big black dick like this, can you? This pussy is all mine now." "ohhhhhhhhhh" I whimpered, the only word I could muster through the sensory overload. His cock driving the booty bump back and forth into my ass was only making him stiffer and stiffer, and I could barely understand anything beyond the massive black cock that was filling my insides with pleasure. "I'm going to fuck this sweet white boy pussy of yours all night long." He pulled his cock out to the head, and slapped each of my cheeks, and then thrust it back in to the balls. "But you want me to fuck you all night long, don't you boy?" "....yesssss....." I moaned, struggling not to black out. "Yeah? You want your white boy hole bred by this nigger meat don't you? Your boy pussy likes being filled up doesn't it?" My tiny boy cock was frantically spurting precum as he told me exactly what I already knew. There was nothing I wanted more than this god of a man to keep fucking me. "And you're not going to touch that little white boy dick either, are you?" He laughed, and flicked my soft dick with his finger. He pulled his dick out entirely and slapped me across the face to get a response. I nodded frantically and licked hungrily at his nipples. "Yes, I just want to be your boy pussy, I want you to fuck me all night, I want you to breed my hole, please keep fucking me, please, please, please!!" As I submitted completely he rammed his rock-hard cock back into me, drilling me over and over as I screamed nonsense, as his dick kept stroking me deeper and deeper. "GOOD BOY." He locked eyes with me again, and continued fucking me with long, steady strokes from head to balls of his fat 9" cock. "I am going to breed this hole. Repeatedly. As long as you keep being such a well behaved little bitch, you are going to get this dick in you. And that's what you need isn't it?" He pulled out his dick to spit on my hole, and started circling his cockhead around it. "You're addicted to nigger meat now aren't you." "YES YES I'M ADDICTED I NEED IT IN ME PLEASE PUT IT BACK KEEP FUCKING ME I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME ALL NIGHT LONG AND BREED MY WHITE HOLE OVER AND OVER" I was thrashing around, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. He grabbed me by the throat and drew me to him. His eyes locked onto mine again, dead serious. His cockhead slipped into my hole, just barely. "This is what you are now. A pussy full of nigger meat. What a lucky boy you are. Lots of bitches want this cock, but I picked your pussy to fill up tonight. " I just nodded, as his steel-hard cock slipped back into me. He smiled, and began fucking me relentlessly. "Let's see how many loads I can leave in this hole for you... here comes number one!" He kept fucking me harder and harder. He started groping me frantically, as his cock swelled within me. He lifted me up entirely, and threw me on top of him, and began slamming my ass from below. I started cumming from him fucking me, my tiny boy dick spurting jizz onto his chest. He grinned, slammed his big black cock as deep as it'd go in me, and shot his massive load deep into my guts. I crumpled on top of him, and he kissed me on my neck. "Stay here with me, boy, and I will keep that pussy feeling good." I did. We fucked for another eight hours. He had three more major orgasms, but who knows how many loads he left in my ass. He fucked a few loads out of me as well, without touching my cock of course. We finished well after dawn. When he finally let me go home, he left me with instructions. Keep all his cum in my ass as long as possible, When I came back, I had to wear a jockstrap to hide my cock if I ever wanted to get fucked again. I had to stop shaving my ass crack, as he liked it hairy. And I had to show up spotlessly clean and ready to fuck all night long next time he asked, because once he started in on my ass he couldn't stop. And obviously, I had to smoke tina with him. I agreed to everything instantly. The next time couldn't come soon enough.

I really had no idea what I was getting myself into. It had been a long, frustrating day at work. It was a Friday, and I was stuck in the office late, again, trying to finish a project that should have been done in half the time, but kept getting more and more complicated as I tried to finish it. I finally left the office around ten o'clock at night. I hailed a cab to take me home to Brooklyn, and settled in to the seat. Traffic was awful, so I pulled out my iPhone and started to browse through Grindr while the cab inched through the gridlock. After the week I had at the office, I needed to get off! It wasn't long before I was chatting with a couple of different guys. The one that seemed to suit my mood the best that night had a profile picture of himself, shirtless and flexing in the mirror in a gym. He was Latino, and at forty he was more than fifteen years older than I was but you wouldn't have been able to guess that from his ripped, muscular body. I also liked the visible bulge in the crotch of his workout shorts. You couldn’t really see his face in the picture, but he looked decent enough and his body was insane! He said that he was really into fucking younger, slim white guys like me, and that I should come right over because he was going to ‘rock my world’. We exchanged more pictures, and I could feel my cock hardening in my briefs and my asshole twitching. His cock was thick, veiny and uncut, and as huge as it had looked through his shorts, and his body looked sexier in every picture. I was horny, and he had me hooked. I tapped on the partition and told the cab driver that I had changed my mind, and had a new destination. As soon as we were clear of the traffic trying to get on the bridge, I was at this guy's apartment in less than ten minutes. I had slight butterflies in my stomach as I paid the taxi and climbed out. He buzzed me in as soon as I rang the bell, and I climbed the dingy, narrow stairs up to his apartment. He was waiting for me in the doorway, looking even better than his pictures. His body was solid muscle, and his tattooed arms stretched the sleeves of his white teeshirt to the limit. He had a shaved head and a few days worth of stubble on his jaw. He smiled warmly and led me into the dim apartment. In the living room he had some porn playing silently on his tv. He sat me down on the couch and offered me a drink while I got comfortable and relaxed. I said sure, and he disappeared into the kitchen to prepare one for me. I kicked off my shoes and loosened my tie. He placed the drink on the table in front of me and sat down right next to me with his. We clinked glasses and I tried to calm my nerves with a big swallow of my drink. He ran his big, strong hands across my chest, pulling my tie out of the collar of my shirt and tossing it to the floor. I could feel my whole body relaxing as he massaged my shoulders and chest, gradually unbuttoning my shirt until it was open to the waist. His touch was making me so horny I could barely stand it! I took another gulp of my drink, and before I knew it I had drained the glass. I relaxed more and more as his hands explored my body. Before I knew what was happening, he was slipping my shirt down off my shoulders and helping me out of it. The room was spinning around me as he rubbed his hands all over me, unbuckling my belt and opening my pants. He helped me stand up so that he could pull my pants down. When I tried to step out of them I stumbled and he had to catch my arm to keep me from falling over. I couldn't focus on anything, and I could barely nod when I heard him saying 'we had better get you to bed'. I had never felt this out of it before! He half guided, half carried me down the hall into the dark bedroom and lay me down on the bed. As I lay there with the room spinning around me, I felt him lift my arms above my head and wrap something around my wrists. I was totally spaced out, lying there on the bed. I felt like I couldn't move, even if I had wanted to. After I don’t know how long, I felt him climb on top of me. He had stripped off his jeans and teeshirt, and was straddling my chest naked. His bulky body forced my shoulders down into the mattress. He slapped his hard cock across my face, pulling my mouth open and pushing the leaking head of his uncut monster cock towards the back of my throat. The awkward angle made me gag almost immediately but he still grabbed the back of my head and pushed his cock deeper down my throat. When I panicked and tried to push him away, I realized that my arms were bound above my head. It felt like they were tied to the headboard. I was freaking out in my head, but I couldn't move my body enough to try to throw him off of me. After I had gagged and choked on his dick for a while he climbed off of me and I could feel him spreading my legs. His fingers forced their way into my tight asshole. I groaned and tried to move away but I was too weak and my body refused to obey. He kept pushing them into me, stretching my hole. I felt him push something up into me, and it was like he squirted something inside of me to lube up my hole. Before long I started to feel a hot sensation spreading through my entire body, like it was flowing in waves from my ass. I groaned again. He laughed as he lifted my legs up and held them to my chest with one of his strong hands wrapped around my ankles. I tried to pull away again but it was no use, I felt like I had no control over any part of my body. I could feel the tip of his bare cock pressing insistently against my hole. He had me pinned to the bed, and his strong hips slowly forced it into me. I tried to scream as his raw cock ripped through my tight asshole, but all I could do was whimper. I could feel his low hanging balls slap against my ass as he bottomed out and started to fuck me. I must have backed out, because the next thing I remember I was lying on my stomach. I could still feel a huge cock in my ass but as my consciousness returned I realized that I was moaning in pleasure and grinding my hips, slamming my ass back against each thrust like I was in heat. It was like I was possessed! My mind was still foggy, but my dick had taken over control! I could hear myself begging for more cock, and to be fucked harder! My hands had been untied, and I was jerking on my leaking cock as he pounded my ass. I kept slipping in and out of awareness, but no matter how many times I woke up, I was always aware of the big cock in my asshole, sending waves of pleasure through my whole being. The lights of the room seemed to have gotten brighter, and they hurt my eyes and made it hard to focus. It was like I was hearing voices, but I was too disoriented to make out what they were saying. I have no idea how long all this went on. I have a vague memory of being helped to a cab and giving the driver my address, and then being helped up the stairs to my own apartment. When I finally woke up, I felt like I was in the midst of the worst hangover of my life. My head was pounding, my mouth was bone dry, and as soon as I rolled over on my bed I could feel a dull aching in my ass. I stumbled into the kitchen to gulp down a glass of water and try to clear my head. I walked back into the bedroom and noticed my laptop open on the side of my bed. I sure didn't remember leaving it there... When I tapped the trackpad, it woke up and displayed an XTube video page. I was about to close the browser window when I froze. The thumbnail preview image looked like me! The videos title was "SLUTTY TWINK GETS BRED AND GETS HIS HOLE WRECKED BY FOUR HUNG THUGS". Wait, what? I clicked play and watched, dumbfounded. It was me alright. My eyes were open wide but totally unfocused as I lay there on my stomach with a huge, muscular man climbing on top of me and shoving his huge, veiny, bare cock deep into my ass. The camera panned around as he groaned and you could hear the camera man laughing nastily and saying 'Breed that twink cunt, bro! Knock the fucker up!' I could hear my own voice groaning -- and begging! I was begging for more cock! I was panting and screaming and saying 'Harder! Fuck me harder! Please!' I was in shock. I sank down onto the bed, sitting in front of my laptop with my mouth hanging open. What the fuck had I done last night? What had happened to me? The video kept on playing, showing a close-up of the thick cock as it pounded my ass. My asshole looked like it was stretched to the limit around the thick shaft. I could hear the man fucking me groaning and he started to slam my ass even harder. The camera zoomed in even more as he pulled his cock out of my ass and what looked like a gallon of thick, creamy sperm poured out of my gaping pink hole. What I saw next made me jump up off the bed and run over to the mirror on my bedroom door. The man's hand had grabbed a marker from the mattress and drawn a line on my ass. A line just a few inches long, next to two other lines just like it. When I pulled down my pants and looked at my butt in the mirror, I felt sick. Six. Four lines, plus another drawn diagonally through them, plus one more. There was also something scrawled on my back but I couldn't exactly read it in the mirror with my head in that dazed condition. I walked slowly over to the laptop on the bed, where the video was still playing. Now I saw myself getting fucked doggy style by a big black guy whose face was blurred out by a block of pixels, and whose body looked twice the size of mine. He smacked my ass hard as he fucked me, and the look on my face was one of pure animal pleasure. The camera zoomed in on his cock in my ass, and I could read the words 'CUM DUMP' printed across my lower back in thick black marker. I grabbed my phone and tried to look up where I had ended up last night, but when I opened up Grindr I saw that the entire history, all of my chats had disappeared -- been cleared out. The groaning, grunting noises coming from my laptops speakers pulled my attention back to the screen as the black guy fucking me pulled his glistening, sperm lubed cock out of my ass, and, holding my ass spread with one hand, squirted his load directly into my gaping hole, only to add the fourth line to the tally on my ass and be quickly replaced by another raw cock, shoved into my ass without any pause or warning. I could hear the cameramen ask 'You like those raw dicks up your ass boy?'. In my head I screamed NO, but in the video I heard myself moaning 'Yes sir!'. 'You like getting bred boy? You want us to knock you up?' NO! 'Uh, yes, please! I want that cum in my ass!' 'Good boy!' How had this video ended up online? The thought froze me to my core -- my face was flashing across the Internet, begging for raw cock! Who knows who could already have seen it? When I tried to look at the profile of the person who uploaded the movie, it turned out to be blank with no information. The username was just a string of random numbers. 'I think he's ready, want to give him a try?' I switched back to the window where the video was playing. I was shown from behind, being positioned on top of the muscular guy whose body I recognized from the photos he had sent me last night, but whose face was blurred out. There was another close-up shot of his cock slipping into my sloppy, cum filled asshole. As soon as I had slid down to the base of his long cock, another guy climbed onto the bed. I gasped in unison with my video self as he lined his cock up against my already occupied hole, grabbed my hips, and forced his cock all the way into me along with the other one. From the sounds I was making in the video, it was a pretty tight fit. Just seeing that part of the video made my poor asshole throb. My screaming and moaning slowly turned to cries of pure pleasure -- it was like having those two cocks ripping my asshole wide open had made me loose my mind! It sure didn't take long for the guys fucking me to loose it, either. The feeling of their cocks rubbing together, stuffed into my straining ass and lubed up with four loads of sperm didn't take long to make them cum. I could tell because they just held me in place and literally fucked their cum into me. The video cut to me lying on my back on the bed with a dazed expression on my face, with my legs being lifted and spread apart with strong, anonymous hands. Another set of hands rubbed my chest. The final set of hands were rubbing my ass. You could see how tender and pink it was as the fingers of that hand played with the swollen lips and collected some of the cum leaking out of me. When he had a good load dripping from his fingers, he brought them up to my mouth for me to lick clean. My eyes unfocused, I did it without any hesitation, cleaning every last drop off his hand with my tongue. He moved his hand back to my ass, shoving three thick fingers up into me. In the video, I groaned and grabbed my own dick, stroking it wildly. 'Do you think you can take my fist, boy?' He asked me. 'Make me take it!' My own voice slurred like I was drunk or high. He worked another finger into my ass, pushing his hand in knuckle deep and twisting it around in my stretched out hole. The hand that had been stroking my chest now brought a small brown bottle up to my nose, holding it there until I inhaled deeply. As I did, my ass must have spasmed, because that's all it took for his thumb to force its way in. I sat there frozen as I watched his big hand disappear in my ass up to the wrist. In the video, my cock was still semi hard and oozing precum. I realized that it had been the hard and leaking the whole time I had been watching the video, as well. On screen, my ass was being abused as he punched his fist into me over and over, stretching my hole to the absolute limit. I was given another round of the poppers to inhale and I just lost if. My whole body shook as I groaned and squirted a huge load of cum from my cock. I whimpered and moaned, and it seemed like I came for almost a minute straight. When I was done, the hand was pulled from my ass with a loud slurping plop, and the camera zoomed in on my gaping hole. As the screen faded to black, you could hear the cameraman's voice asking me 'Did you like that?' 'Yes...' The video ended. I didn't know what to do. My head was still foggy and spinning. All I could think of was clicking back to the beginning and watching again. So I did. And this time I pulled out my cock and started to stroke while I watched.

Early this morning, I'm on Grindr and I'm smoking and the more I smoke, the more uninhibited I become. I then saw a guy with a hot body and a screen name with devil in it. He hits me up, "you bottom?" I replied, "Sure." Address? 16 minutes later he's at my door, I have it dark. He walks in takes me to the bed pushes my head toward the center of the bed while positioning my legs and ass where he wants me. In the mirror I see this 5'7" chiseled stud with a red beard and a beautifull huge fat cock and above it his cock below the band line is a bio tat. I took the can of Maximum Impact and sprayed it into a sock and inhaled deeply. As I felt the world exlpoding around me he was fucking me so intently he began to explode inside me! I reached back and with both hands, I pulled his body as close to me as possible and he pushed his poz cock as far up inside me as possible and he moaned. It was so fucking awesome.

Bathhouse pozzing Alex was excited and nervous. He hadn’t been to a bathhouse in years. And back when he did go occasionally, he was very strict on using condoms. Now, not only did he prefer bareback sex, but he’d started flirting with the idea of becoming poz. He knew there was always a chance you could become poz from unprotected sex, especially anonymous sex, but more and more, the idea of becoming poz had started to excite him. He looked for pozzing stories online and the hard to find video clips of guys begging for poz cum whenever he jacked off. He checked in at the front desk getting a locker and a towel and headed to the locker room. It was a busy Saturday night and the locker room was full of guys either getting undressed to put their towel on and go be sluts or getting dressed to leave after getting their fill of hot anonymous sex. There were all types of guys in there, fit, muscular, stocky, hairy, smooth, young, and old. He loved seeing a lot of their cocks before they wrapped their towels around their waists. He started getting a boner himself, just from being in the room. A muscular, hairy, bearded daddy noticed Alex’s thick 7.5 inch hardon, raised an eyebrow, and gave him a brilliant smile. He had just the right amount of gray in his hair, beard, and chest hair to make him hot as fuck. As he walked past Alex, he reached out and squeezed his shoulder. Alex took a couple of deep breaths, locked up his locker, put his towel on, and headed out of the locker room. He had to pass through the lounge area where several hot guys were sitting around talking or watching porn on the big TV. He walked by the wet area, taking a glance inside. He saw guys showering and in the hot tub. Some of the guys in the hot tub were making out and one guy sitting on the edge of the tub was getting his big cock sucked. Alex decided he could come back by there in a bit. He started walking around the halls, checking out guys standing by their rooms playing with their cocks through their towels. Occasionally he would pass by a room with a wide open door, the occupant naked on the bunk with his ass towards the door. That was an open invitation for anyone to come in and fuck them. He decided he would have to do that on his next visit, seeing how he was mostly bottom and the idea of random guys coming in to fuck him really turned him on. There was no telling how many of them would be poz. The thought made his cock tent his towel. He saw a crowd standing outside one door at the end of the hall. It was one of the bigger rooms with a bigger bed in it. Alex got where he could see in the room and there was a minor orgy going on. 3 guys were on the bed getting plowed and the room was full of guys waiting their turns. He could tell no one had a condom on and the thought of that kept his cock rock hard. He recognized a friend, Sam, waiting in line. Sam waved Alex in so he waded through the onlookers. Even though Alex was mostly bottom, he did like to fuck occasionally and he had a nice thick cock. Sam was a friend with benefits and he greeted Alex with a hug, a deep kiss, and a squeeze on his hard cock. He took his towel off and they stood at the side, watching the 3 guys getting fucked good and watching the waiting guys keeping their cocks hard for their turns. The energy in the room was very sexual and there was a lot of verbal nastiness going along with the fucking. “Oh yeah, take my big cock!” “Love the sloppy feel of your cunt with all those loads in it.” “Gonna fucking breed you, getting so close.” The one who was about to cum was the one Alex and Sam was standing by, a stocky guy with nice muscles. He started fucking the bottom’s ass harder. He had about 6.5 inches, but he was really thick. You just knew the bottom was feeling that cock, even if it wasn’t his first for the night. “Goddamn yeah, take my fucking gift!” the stocky fucker yelled and slammed his cock home. Hearing that he was trying to poz the bottom made Alex perk up, something Sam noticed. Once the guy finished dumping his toxic load, he pulled out, grabbed his towel, and headed out of the room. Sam looked at Alex and said, “I was next, but looks like you need it worse than I do”. “Are you sure?” Alex asked. “I couldn’t help notice his little announcement about gifting really turned you on. Go ahead and shove your cock in that toxic loaded cunt and enjoy yourself. Besides, it’s been a while since I’ve fucked you, so we can both get something that makes us happy.” Sam replied. “There is one thing you need to know, though. I recently tested poz. I’m on meds, so it’s up to you. It took Alex 2 seconds to start smiling at Sam, “Fuck me, Sam!” Sam smiled back and nodded. The bottom that Alex approached was on his back, which was fine with him. He did indulge himself in a little fantasy by squatting down and licking the guy’s asshole, tasting the poz load that had just been deposited there. He stuck his tongue in and sucked some of the toxic cum out of the well fucked ass. He savoured the flavor of the fresh poz cum that had been pumped into the used asshole. He swallowed some of it and spit some out in his hand to lube up his thick cock. He lined his thick, slicked up cock with the wide open man pussy and slid all the way in. “Oh GOD yes, please fuck me! Breed me!” the bottom begged. Alex proceeded to do just that. He started a nice steady pace in the used ass. He noticed that the other 2 bottoms also had new partners by now. This was by far one of the hottest scenes he’d ever been involved in. The next thing Alex knew, he felt Sam spread his cheeks and stick his tongue up his asshole. To give him better access, Alex shoved all the way in and ground his cock around, stirring up all the cum that was in there. One load at least was poz, no telling how many others were. He started making little fuck movements, backing his hole onto Sam’s tongue, and then shoving his cock into the used cunt he was working. Next, he felt Sam’s fingers working their way in him. He pushed all the way in and started working the bottom’s eraser sized nipples, giving Sam a chance to get his poz cock inside him. Alex had become a pretty big slut the last few yrs and he liked cocks of all sizes. He loved to get stretched out and he loved a good, deep fuck. Sam had a long, thin cock, perfect for getting deep inside him. He slid his long, toxic cock halfway into Alex and then held still. Alex knew he was leaving him room to fuck himself back onto Sam, and then back into the bottom. And that’s exactly what he did. He got a good rhythm going, fucking into the load of poz cum and then fucking back onto his friend’s poz cock. Alex was in heaven. The whole scene had him so fucking worked up that he knew he wouldn’t last long. He picked up the pace going back in forth, into the ass and onto the cock. “Fuck I’m getting close,” Alex said to both guys. “I’m getting ready to breed your guts,” he told the bottom. “Yes, please fill me up with your cum. I need it!” Sam whispered to Alex that he too was getting close. “Are you ready for my poz cum in your ass? I’m gonna fill your fuck hole up with it.” “Oh fuck yes, I can’t wait any longer, I’m gonna shoot and I want you to shoot too. Fucking cum in me! OH FUCK I’M FUCKING CUMMING!” Alex bellowed, shoving all the way in and shooting his cum. Sam pumped a few more times and then he also buried his poz cock to the hilt and spraying Alex’s guts with his poz jizz. Alex had never had such an intense orgasm. Knowing that he had intentionally taken poz cum up his ass took him to new heights of excitement. It also helped him make a decision. He would from now on take all the poz cum he could find with the hopes of one of those toxic loads infecting him.

Getting the kid's virgin pussy ready for daddy's POZ cock...

Neg guy wants pozzing in NW England

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

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.

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.

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?

We all greatly appreciate the hard work and effort you're putting into this, thank you so much RawTop. A couple of things: The font is really visually unappealing to me, and as others have said, its also just too big--on my laptop screen I can read about 6 messages in total. Are there any plans to have the ability to private chat? I'm never been one that really enjoyed group chat, I prefer 1 on 1 conversations. It would be nice if the names of the people who are in the chatroom were more prominently displayed--perhaps at the top of the page so you dont have to scroll the way to find them, or in a sidebar to the right or left of the main chat window. Its hard to find at the bottom where it is now.

Part 2 As I left the building, I still couldn't believe I've just been fucked by such a stud. I've only been in Cairo for 2 days and I've now allowed a total stranger to cum inside me... gosh I'm turning into a total slut. I decided to go back to the cafe where I met Hassan so that I could chill and relax and finally finish that book that I was reading, as I walked I could feel that my pussy was still wet and that I was starting to leak cum, gosh... Hassan must have but a lot inside me. The wetness and the leaking made me feel hot and I couldn't really concentrate as I was walking coz all I could think about was Hassan's huge cock and how he came inside me. I was becoming hornier so I decided to skip the cafe and go to a bar in a nearby hotel, hoping that I'd picked up by some hot stud, It was still kind of early, a little past 6 so there were only a few people in the bar, I ordered a Martini and took my time, watching as the bar got a little bit more crowded. As I finished my drink, I decided to order another one and that's when I noticed that the bartender was incredibly hot and gorgeous. He had this strong jaw line, amazing eyes and even if his fully clothed I could sense that he was trimmed and well built. As he served me my 2nd Martini, I decided to chat with him, that's how I met Abdul, he is 24 years old, 5'9 and has been working in the hotel for almost a year now. As Abdul went to take the order of another client, this hot 30 year old something sat beside me. He had a short hair, a well trimmed beard, very white teeth and had amazing bronze skin. From the looks of it he seemed to be from the Middle East but did not seem to be local. As I looked at him, he just smiled at me and gave me a wink, to which I smiled back, blushing. The guy introduced himself as Rashid, he's Jordanian and was just in the city for a few days for work. Rashid and I talked, exchanging sexy looks every now and then, I could tell he was horny and I think he could tell that I was too... within a few minutes I felt Rashid put his hands on my thigh and it went higher and higher by the minute, until it was near my crotch. Good thing no one noticed as the lighting was very mellow, Rashid asked me if I wanted to accompany him to his room, to which I said "Yes". As Rashid and I left I looked back at the bar and saw Abdul, he smiled, I smiled back and gave him a wink. As we entered Rashid's room, I noticed that it was pretty big and nice, seems like this guy's working for a big time company. As Rashid closed the door, he didn't waste any time and started kissing me and caressing by breasts. He cupped my breasts and fondled it as he was kissing me and kissing my neck. I started to unbutton his shirt and I caressed his slightly hairy chest and enjoyed his well defined pecs. We then got to his bed and I decided to unbuckle his belt and remove his pants, I could see a huge bulge forming on his boxers, I fondled it from the outside as we continued to kiss, he started having lots of pre cum forming a wet mark on his boxers and I just couldn't resist, I removed his underwear and there it was, a clean shaven 7 inch cut piece of meat. It wasn't as big as Hassan's but still big nonetheless, gosh these Arab guys sure pack a lot. I sucked on the head of his cock and played with his balls... gosh his salty pre cum made me really horny. As Rashid was removing my underwear, I was now sucking him up to the base of his penis, tongue, spit and all... we was moaning and started saying that I sucked better than his wife (and I was like in my head, what!? I'm now sucking a married dude?!) well a dick is a dick and I am already sucking him, I couldn't care any less if he was married or not, so I continued to suck his cock, he then put his hands on my head and started to be more aggressive as he skull fucked me, I started to gag but he didn't stop, I was spitting all over his cock and tears were forming around my eyes... as I got the chance to breathe, Rashid repositioned ourselves and now I was lying on my back and he was on top of me... he started to caress my pussy and played with my wet pussy lips... he put a finger in ... then two ... and started to finger me real fast... the slickness of my pussy must have given it away and Rashid asked if I had just been fucked to which I replied in a fake shy/slutty manner... "yes" he started to laugh while fingering me and said he would have never expected me to be such a slut (and I think I'll take that as a compliment) he asked if it was my bf who fucked me and I said "no, just a random stranger just like you" Rashid smiled and started to finger me harder... I could hear the wet noise my pussy was making as his fingers went in and out of my hole. Rashid then positioned his cock head on my pussy and I asked if he had a condom, he said no since condoms make him lose his erections... he also said that I've already had a stranger cum in me, so what's the point of asking a condom from another stranger. Which to me made sense, seems like I'm going out all slut mode tonight. Rashid then spit on his cock and rubbed it against my pussy... he slowly entered me and gosh I just like it how his penis stretches my vagina. He was slow fucking me while kissing me, it was so sensual and romantic... I could feel every inch of his penis inside me. We were like that for 10 minutes and Rashid then started to fuck me harder... he started to play with my breasts more aggressively and started to twist my nipples... which brought me over the edge as I started to orgasm and then spasms of my pussy must have clamped on Rashid's cock so hard that it made him cum as well... as I was cumming, so was Rashid and I could tell he was a heavy cummer.. I could feel his dick pulse inside my pussy and as we both came out of our orgasms... Rashid stayed inside my pussy and kissed me again... gosh he is such a romantic guy. He then continued on fucking me... (gosh these Arab guys sure are horny) he then fingered me as he was fucking me... my pussy was sloppy all over from my own pussy juice, Rashid's cum, and from what was left of Hassan's cum. It was so slick and it made me feel amazing... I never thought raw, natural, sloppy fucks could be this good. Rashid then asked me to open my mouth and he started spitting on it. I was surprised but the slut in my just swallowed the spit and even played with it as he continued to spit on me as he fucked me... seems like this guy is a kinky romantic hahaha. After a few more minutes... Rashid's rhythm got faster and I could tell he was about to cum again... and then he grunted and moaned so load and there it was ... a huge cum deposit in my pussy. He then slowly pulled out and I did my best to clamp down on my pussy to savor that cum feeling inside me. Rashid then relaxed himself on the bad as I excused myself to the shower. As I was showering, I could feel his cum dripping and leaking from my pussy. God, that guy must have really loaded me up real good. As I got changed and decided to excuse myself from Rashid. He gave me a price of paper with his number on it, told me to keep in touch he also slipped in $200, I was just about to refuse it and then he said, "just accept it, you're the best fuck I've had for years" I just smiled and kissed him. I left his room and as I closed the door, I just leaned back on his door, smiling and thinking what have I gotten myself into?! 2 strangers, 4 loads in a day, and aside from becoming a total slut, I think I'm now turning into a prostitute... hahaha so much for studying, well at least now I'm learning "hands on" *wink. As I got to the hotel lobby, I saw a familiar face from afar, it was Abdul, the bartender, it seemed like he was on break or something, I just smiled at him and he smiled back... gosh these Arab guys are hot as hell.

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.

The other men nodded their approval and made their way into the main room to pull on a few shreds of clothing before heading back downstairs. Chuck got down between my legs, lifting my ankles so that they rested on his shoulders, his big, thick, precum slicked cock hear resting against my swollen, and dripping pucker. “How’s that hole feel boy, you think you can handle one more cock?” “Please fuck me Chuck, I want you so bad. I don’t want this to stop. I need more cock.” It had become a need now, I longed desperately to feel Chuck’s thick meat entering my hole, to have him stretch me out and leave his load deep inside of me. It wasn’t just Chuck, though I longed to feel him inside of me, it was all the men I had had that day and more. I just needed to be fucked, and I was starting to not care by whom. I had four POZ loads deep inside of my gut already and although Chuck didn’t have a tattoo that I had yet seem I sensed that I was about to receive my fifth; but that didn’t matter I didn’t care about status I didn’t care about anything so long as I was getting more cock. I wonder if this is what Johnny had felt when he had first started bottoming for Chad or if his lust was less then mine. “How does it feel to have all those loads inside you boy?” “Perfect.” “You know that those loads are special, don’t you boy? You know that even as you lay there trying to suck my cock inside your loose sloppy cunt that they are changing your life forever?” “Yes.” “You ready for another life changing load boy?” “Yes.” Chuck pressed forward with his cock sinking it slowly into my hole in one careful thrust. I exhaled with joy as the largest cock of the day worked its way into my cum lubed guts. It wasn’t that Chuck’s cock was the thickest and longest of all the men I had been fucked by that made this moment special though, it was him that made it special. He was the one who had started all of this, he was the one who had brought me to this moment and I longed for nothing more then to make him as happy as he had made me. I tensed my hole around his cock and then relaxed as he came at long last to rest hilt deep inside of me, milking his cock with my tender hole. He smiled and pulled back just as slowly. I was probably imagining it but I thought that I could feel every vein, every ridge, and contour of his cock as it slipped easily from my hole. Chuck pushed forward again slowly, working my hole open for his massive tool before he really plowed me. Cum frothed up around his dick as he churned up the loads of his friends inside my hole. “I can’t believe you’ve been masquerading as a top all this time, a hole like this is too good to waste it’s got to be bred.” He was starting to pick up the pace of his fucking, his eyes never leaving mine. “But we won’t waist that nice cock of yours either, Johnny’s already said he wants to be the one to milk the first load out of you tonight with his sweet sweet hole.” He slammed his cock into me hard a few times pulling out almost completely each time causing me to yelp with pleasure as his cock head crashed into my prostate. “Would you like that boy? Do you wanna breed Johnny’s tight hole?” “God yes. He’s so fucking hot.” “Good boy. You are doing so well,” he cooed as he pistoned his dick rapidly in and out of my hole,” When we first broke Johnny in he was crying before my dick even touched his hole, but not you. You’re just hungry for more aren’t you. Even my fat cock isn’t enough to satisfy you is it,” he stabbed the full length of his cock into me hard as if to punctuate his point. “I need to be fucked, I just need more cock. I don’t know why or what’s happened to me but I never wanna be without cock again.” I felt agitated, scared by my confession, but Chuck just smiled. “Don’t worry boy, we’ve just unlocked the cumslut in you. This was always who you were supposed to be not some bitchy top.” Somehow I knew he was right. “Please Chuck, give me your load; breed my ass; fill me with your spunk.” “You got it kid,” Chuck closed his eyes, lent forward, tightened his grip on my legs and began to fuck me even faster pounding a little harder and a little deeper with each stoke. Sweat sprung up upon his brow and his breathing become racked and uneven. It seemed as though every muscle in his body had tensed under his thick coat of dark hair, and his skin began to glisten with sweat. I could smell his powerful musk growing thicker in the air, over powering even the smell of frothing cum which had become so prevalent. He grunted like a wild animal and then with a powerful surge of energy that vibrated through my entire body he bottomed out in my well fucked cunt, tossed his head back and came. I felt his cock throbbing as ribbon after ribbon of warm sticky cum rocketed out of his fat mushroom head. He flooded my already overflowing guts with his massive load and I relished every second of it. As his orgasm subsided he collapsed forward on top of me his cock still lodge up my ass. I turned my head slightly and found his hairy sweaty pit in my face. I licked up and down it’s length tasting the sweet salty sweat that clung to the dark hairs, Chuck moaned as I swirled my tongue about. Very slowly he got up, his cock slipping from my hole leaving me feeling empty and longing to be filled by another cock. After a long moment of silence Chuck said, “Put your shorts on and grab the rest of your clothes, lets go down stairs and join the boys. I’m sure by now Johnny’s hole is nice and lubed up for you to breed and we’ll see what we can do about getting a few more cock over here to breed your sweet cunt before the night is through.” THE END.

An Audition for the Bare Fuck Club My boyfriend and I had fooled around behind each other's backs for some time. I knew he was getting fucked by other guys, and he knew I was fucking other guys too, but we kept it discreet and never really talked about it. I always played safe with other guys, but fucked my boy bare. I assumed that he made the guys fucking him wear condoms, especially after finding a half-empty box of rubbers in our closet. I was headed out of town for two weeks for a project and we agreed to video chat as often as possible. The first few days we chatted and caught up, and he always seemed focused and happy to see me. On the third day, he seemed distracted, like someone else was in the room. I made a joke that I didn't want to keep him from his date, and he blushed before making excuses and logging off. The next day, I jokingly asked how his date went. I was surprised when he said, “Pretty well. He fucked me good!” I still wasn't sure if he was serious, and I asked if he was well-hung. “Fuck yeah. He's got at least ten thick inches, and he knows how to use it!” My jaw dropped. My boy went on, “When he came in me, I swear I could feel it in my throat!” I was shocked that he had let some other guy breed him. I guess over the next few days, the guy came back, fucked him raw again, and gave him his load. A few days later the guy brought a friend along too. Both guys took turns at my boy's ass before they creamed his hole. My boy made sure to tell me in detail how they used him and how much he liked feeling their cum leaking out of his slack hole. I couldn't help but be turned on. The following day was my last full day out of town and he messaged me a pic of his ass full of hard dick, with cum oozing out of his ass and puddling on his top's huge hairy balls. I came hard jerking off to his photo. My boyfriend met me at the airport and told me he had a fresh load simmering in his gut as he drove us home. As soon as we were inside, we tore off each other's clothes. Right there in the hallway, I had him bent over the staircase railing with his jeans at his ankles and spread his cheeks. I knelt down and slipped my tongue into his loosened hole. I was rewarded with a dollop of cum. I spit it onto my dick and forced my way into his cummy hole. There was a froth of cum forming around my cock as I pounded his ass. He moaned with pleasure as I added my cum to the mix already deep in his belly. We fucked again before going to bed that night. As he cuddled with me before drifting off to sleep, he told me how glad he was that I was ok with other guys fucking him raw. I honestly told him how much it turned me on, and that I would love to watch him get fucked and take some stranger's load. A few days later, my boy arranged for his ten-inched friend to come by to breed him after work. My boy met Joe at the door and kissed him hard before welcoming him into our living room. Joe extended his man-paw and shook my hand. He was HOT. Six foot tall, in tight jeans and a t-shirt that stretched over his powerful frame. He had a trim beard and a tuft of silver chest hair peek out of the collar of his shirt. He wrapped his muscled arms around my boy's frame and lifted my boy's shirt off. My boy started chewing Joe's nipples through the shirt as he unbuckled Joe's jeans and shucked them to the floor. Out plopped a beautiful hardening cock. My boy expertly deep-throated Joe's tool as he fished out his own dick. When Joe was fully hard and his cock shining with spit, he flipped my boy over the arm of the sofa. He jammed his bare cock without warning into my boy's raw ass. I was mesmerized as I watched Joe's powerful ass ram into my boy's body. I fisted my own cock as I watched Joe pump away. My cock was oozing pre-cum as I watched Joe's pace quicken. I crept closer to watch Joe's dick plow my boy bare. All the while, my boy was whimpering, “You gonna breed me, you sick fuck? Gonna give me your load? Gonna fill that hole?” Each time, Joe grunted back, “Fuck yeah, man. Gonna fill you up!” As Joe's pace sped up, his shirt crept higher on his muscled ass revealing a small black tattoo. My heart stopped as I recognized the symbol to mean BIOHAZARD. This hunk fucking my boy's bare ass was POZ! I wanted to cry out to let my boy know the danger he was in, but before I could say anything, Joe threw his head back and growled as he pumped his toxic seed into my boy's bare hole. I was silent until I realized that I had blown my load all over the floor. Joe withdrew his cock with a squishy plop and grabbed the back of my head. He forced my face into the diseased seed leaking from my boy's hole. I couldn't help but lap it up. I was about to swallow when he pulled me to my feet and drove his tongue into my mouth, sucking out and swallowing his own POZ cum. My boy collected himself and asked me if watching him get fucked bare was everything I thought it would be. I gestured to the puddle of my cum on the floor to answer and he dove down to lick it up. Joe excused himself to the bathroom to clean up a bit, and I took the chance to ask my boy if he had seen Joe's tattoo. He told me frankly that he had, and he knew what it meant, and that he was willing to take the risk of POZ seed if that meant he got more loads. I was still trying to process that my boyfriend had been knowingly taking POZ cum in his ass, and was planning on continuing, when I realized that Joe had come back into the room. Joe smirked at my naivety and asked if I was okay with what had just happened. I told him that I knew he was taking loads, but didn't know he was fine taking POZ loads. He told me that it was a natural progression, and taking POZ cock was bound to happen sooner or later if a bottom didn't demand his top use a condom every time. Even though I knew I should be outraged, my cock was telling a different story. I was rock-hard and drooling pre-cum. Joe reached out and stroked my dick, asking if we wanted to hear about a club he was in. My boy and I were all ears. Joe told us that he belonged to the Bare Fuck Club, an exclusive audition-only group of guys who liked to give and take raw loads. Some were POZ, but most were NEG. For these guys, it was about cum, not status. Every member agreed to a no-questions-asked / no-loads-refused policy. My boy was panting at the thought of being in such a club. He asked Joe what the audition entailed. Joe said he would put us in touch with the audition committee and they would be in touch. A few days later, we were sitting together in our living room, waiting for two strangers to come over and meet with us. I knew from their message that at least one of us would have POZ seed in our holes before the night was through. To be continued...

Brian: I was at my buddy Todd's place having a beer and watching the game when his girl Sam came in, carrying some bags. "Hey babe, you done shopping?" Todd asked her. "Yeah, I got some really cute tops and a few other things. You guys watching the game?" "Yep," Todd answered. Todd's place was just a studio, so Sam put the bags down by the door, to find room for them later, I figured. After a second, I could see out of the corner of my eye that they were still looking at each other but not saying anything, so I looked over at them to see what was up. Sam quickly said, "It's so hot out there, I think I'm gonna take a shower," and disappeared into the bathroom, with a meaningful look at Todd. What was that all about? I shrugged it off and went back to watching the game. A while later, Sam came out wearing just a towel. I tried not to stare. "I forgot all my clothes are out here," she said, walking in front of the TV to get to the chest of drawers next to where I was sitting on the couch. She was so close I could smell the scented soap or whatever she just used in the shower. I took another sip of beer and pretended to ignore her. "I'm gonna grab a shower too," Todd said, and got up. I thought that was strange, since we weren't going out later and since we were right in the middle of the game, but I just said, "Okay." As soon as Todd was gone, Sam took off her towel and set it down on the couch right next to me. After I'd already looked at her completely naked by accident, she said, "Don't look," as she went through one of the drawers. She was smokin' hot and it took me a second to look away, but she didn't seem to notice. I went back to the game as she slipped some panties on, and I heard Todd turning on the shower. I was still trying not to look at her when she said, "Ugh, can you help me with this? It's new and I can't get it." She was standing with her back to me, trying to put a bra on but not getting it. "Um, I don't know, maybe Todd should…." "Oh stop being stupid, you're like family. Can you just do this for me please? Or do you want me to walk around without a bra on?" I didn't know what to say, but I figured it wasn't really a big deal, so I got up and took the clasp from her hands and tried to put the two parts together. But I was thinking more about how good she smelled and how she was practically naked right in front of me, and after a couple seconds she reached back and said, "No, they have to go together like this." Our hands fumbled together for a second and I accidentally let go of the straps, and the bra fell down. Before I could really think, she bent down to pick it up and her ass was right there in front of me, just barely covered in lacy panties. I popped wood immediately. "Uh, sorry," I said, and sat back down to hide my stiffy. "That's okay," she said, standing back up with the bra. "I got this set 'cause I thought Todd would like them, but he didn't even notice. He hasn't touched me in weeks. Do you think they look alright?" she asked, holding the bra up. She looked fucking incredible, and I had to force myself not to throw her down and tear those lace panties off her right now. "Fuck yeah! I mean, yeah, they look great, you know." "Well I don't know what it is then, maybe he's just bored with me. I hope you don't mind if I talk to you, I never talk to my girlfriends about this sort of stuff, and you're a guy, so I thought you might know what the deal with him was. I feel like I can talk to you." I just listened to her and tried not to stare at her tits as she went on. "Sometimes I just miss a rock hard cock so much I think I'll go crazy, like I'll just sit on the next fucking hard prick I see!" I was definitely not looking at her face when she looked back at me, and I pretended to look somewhere else and muttered a feeble, "Uh, sorry." My cock was so hard it was aching, and without even thinking I adjusted it very obviously. She must have noticed. "What's going on down there, Brian?" she asked, looking right at my junk, which was now tenting my pants. "Uh, nothing, sorry about that, I was just—nothing." I hoped she would just finish getting dressed already and not say anything to Todd. "That looks like more than nothing," she said, walking over and reaching down to undo my pants. "What the fuck?" I said, trying to stop her, even though I wanted to bury my prick inside her and make her pregnant immediately. "Todd's right in the shower," was the only thing I could think to say. "He takes forever," she said, grabbing my hard-on through my pants and trying to undo my belt. "I, I don't—" I started, still trying to stop her but loving her hand rubbing on my cock, which was started to leak precum like crazy. Between the beer and her stroking my woody through my pants, I wasn't really thinking straight. "You better take your fucking pants off, or I'm gonna tell Todd you checked me out and grabbed my ass!" What the fuck? This bitch really was crazy for cock, but Todd was still in the shower, and I just couldn't fucking hold back anymore. I grabbed Sam and threw her hard down onto the couch, and the look on her face said that was exactly what she wanted. I tore my belt off and shoved my pants down, finally freeing my leaking 7-inch stiffy, which pointed straight toward her. Then I yanked her panties out of the way, and with the other hand, slammed my hard 7 inches inside her before she could ask about a fucking condom. "Fuck yes!" she whispered loudly, "Pound me! Give it to me! I need it so bad!" She didn't need to tell me twice, and I fucked that crazy blackmailing bitch so hard I thought I was going to break her. For a second I looked over at the bathroom door and thought how fucked up it was that I was banging my buddy's girl on his own fucking couch, not 5 minutes after he'd gotten in the shower. But dammit this girl's pussy felt so fucking amazing and she needed it bad, whispering nasty things to me and pulling me in deeper as I pounded her into the couch like an animal. "Fuck, I'm getting so close," I whispered into her hair after a few minutes. I still couldn't believe I was buried balls deep inside Todd's girl with him right there in the bathroom. He could come out at any second. What the hell was I doing?? "Oh yeah, I want it," she whispered back, driving me crazy. I really gave her all I had, getting closer and closer to the edge. I was gonna give this cheating whore exactly what she wanted. Then out of nowhere, she said, "Just don't cum inside me!" Are you kidding me? There was no way I could pull out, she just felt way too good to waste my boys on her chest. I didn't say anything and just kept fucking her. "Please, I'm not on birth control and I don't wanna get pregnant!" But she was still pulling me deep inside her instead of pushing me off, not that she could have pushed me off if she'd tried, there was no way I wasn't going to give this blackmailing whore my seed, whether she wanted it or not. She was still pulling me in, but right as I got to the edge she whispered, "No, stop! You're gonna make me pregnant with your babies!" That set me off, and I wrapped both my hands around her throat and slammed all the way inside her as I shot volley after volley of my boys deep into her cheating twat. I came so hard I thought I was going to black out, I didn't even care if she could breathe or not, all I cared about was how incredible my cock felt totally buried inside her velvety snatch, shooting a gallon of hot cum in her, painting her fucking walls white. After I came down from that massive explosion inside her, I collapsed on top of her, pushing her into the couch, and feeling like a stud. I had given this unfaithful slut the rock hard cock she'd said she'd wanted, and the grade-A spunk she'd said she didn't. I hoped I did get this bitch pregnant, and that Todd would have to raise my fucking kid. Just then I heard the water turn off, and I knew Todd would be coming back out any second. I pulled my cock out of his girl's cummy snatch, and started to pull my pants back up. I glanced down at Sam, and she had a satisfied look on her face. I guess she wasn't mad at me for shooting my boys inside her after all. But her neck was still bright red from where I'd wrapped my hands around her throat. Fuck, how would Todd not see that?? Sam put some clothes on and sat down on the couch just as Todd came out of the bathroom, wearing just a towel. "All my clothes are out here," he said, crossing in front of the TV to get to the chest of drawers, and dropping his towel to get dressed right next to me. What was the deal with these two? I didn't care, just as long as Todd didn't notice the smell of sex in the air.

A friend of mine and I used to fuck each other every now and then a while back, but we're both really bottoms so we've stopped that. Still, we're both pretty big sluts, so occasionally we share stories or recommendations for good tops. Well, he called me the other day and asked me if I'd be interested in a threesome. He'd recently been fucked by a guy who had expressed interest in having more than one ass to fuck, and my friend new I might be interested - especially as he promised me it really WAS a big cock! 23cm / 9" and with a matching thickness... Damn... Yup, I'd be up for that! The top wanted us to be ready for him, blindfolded and lubed up next to each other on the bed when he arrived, so last night I arrived at my friend's and we got ready - and waited... When the top arrived he instantly got naked, had a bit of a feel of both asses and forced a couple of fingers roughly inside me, and presumably also in my friend, judging by his moaning. And then the top moved on to the bed and my friend REALLY started moaning, and before long I could hear the sound of the top slamming pretty aggressively into my friend's ass! Fuck, it was so hot to lie there, naked and blindfolded and horned up on poppers, listening to my friend getting a rather rough fuck right next to me! And all I could do was wait, sniff some more poppers and hope it would soon be my turn, because judging by the sound of my friend it sounded like it would be worth the wait. Oh, boy... Oh, boy, was it worth the wait! After a while he shifted over behind me, and I've got to say that cockhead was pretty impressive! Damn, I was definitely not in doubt that this was a big cock that was being rammed inside me. I was definitely grateful to my friend for sharing such an amazing cock with me. The top fucked deep and hard; it was kind of painful when he went balls-deep - which was more or less every stroke! - but also just an amazing feeling of having such a large cock just hammer away at my insides. God, I love it... He switched back and forth between our holes quite a few time, and when he was eventually ready to cum he asked which of us bitches wanted to take his load... My friend was a good host and offered it to me - and I certainly didn't say no to it! A few quick, hard thrusts, and then he held his cock in me, buried to the hilt as he unloaded every last drop of cum in me. Then he pulled out, got dressed and left, and my friend and I kind of started giggling at the slightly absurd situation as we pulled off our blindfolds. I felt a bit guilty for my friend not getting any cum, so I offered to dump a quick load in him if he wanted to. You've got to be a gentleman about these things, right? Also, I was REALLY ready to bust a nut, so why waste it? A few thrusts in my friend's gaping, sloppy hole and then I shot in him - though for obvious reasons I wasn't able to deliver my load quite as deep as the top had done in me. (7" or so is all I can muster.) But damn, I was waving a flag in space, putting my cock in a hole that had just been fucked open by a 9" cock! I commented jokingly on this when I pulled out - so he got curious and ended up fucking me for a minute or so as well before adding his load to the top's in me... - So that was an interesting evening!

Boy if this ever happens in Berlin, tourism would take a big hit. http://edition.cnn.com/2017/05/22/asia/jakarta-sex-party-lgbt/index.html

I had to google map it. It's at 1st & Lucille New La Hacienda Motel

Doc meets Ralph Little did he know that the nurse injected him some … warm water only ! Lying on the examination-table Ralph is impressed by the setting of doc's practice, the reception area, the waiting room for clients, the apparatuses, the nurse … Alex must be a doctor in real life, no random gay man setting up a meet with another gay guy would run the trouble to stage such a setting for a fantasy-scenario. His pondering was interrupted by a knock on the door, Doc Alex storms into the room apologizing for his delay. After a warm handshake Doc inquires about Ralph's well-being in a friendly yet perfunctory way. Next he informs his patient that all examinations will be performed twice, a first time with open eyes, a second time blind-folded since it is scientifically proven that by this double-check we get better, more precise results. "Any questions so far?" and "how do you feel, has the medication applied by Nurse Marco calmed you down?" Ralph explains that he felt nothing at all at first; but logic has it that he thinks his nerves played a trick on him, leading him to a wrong conclusion. "You know, because of my anticipation and excitement I'm so damned nervous… may I get a stronger dose, Doc … please?" "For sure, yet first things first: I ordered Marco to prepare an enema as the cleanliness of your rectum did not meet the required standards for the examinations. It's a special enema working fast, not really pleasant when applied … but I'm sure you will be brave and take it like a man … !

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!

Monday night a friend of mine was visiting and we decided to go to our local leather bar in Fort Lauderdale. Now, I am a cumwhore and he is a top, and he loves watching me being bred and occasionally he will fuck my holes. There wasn't much action at the bar but each of us received a blow job, after which we decided to cruise the streets. We found a play space, but the only guy there was a homeless dude who was walking down the street, pausing nearby. "I'm gonna get his dirty juice up my ass," I told my friend as I approached the dude, flashing him with my butt. We didn't exchange a word but rather I simply gestured to an isolated location where we would await him. He follows us, and as he approached, I dropped my pants, assuming he would want to fuck me right away but instead, while my friend was jerking off, the dude pushed me down on his rank dick, making me give it a tongue bath. Then he commanded "Give me your hole." I complied. A few minutes later he planted his nasty seed in my hole as I begged to get loaded-up. "I'm off my meds," he remarked as he shot his huge load into my ass. Afterwards my friend and I visited the bathhouse for more anonymous loads, and at the bathhouse many guys breed me. One of the guys commented I was bleeding a bit, and the sight made him even hornier. He fucked my brains out. My total load count that night was 12. Now I need more.

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

Part 7 The twins have been with us for almost a year now and have become very popular stars for the company. They made a decision to concentrate on pozzing unsuspecting twinks and we not only supported their decision, we encouraged them to pursue and secretly record these sessions. One of these sessions was unreal. The twins had been chatting with this high school senior for a while. His name was Grayson, he was soon to be 18 and was fit, toned, slim twink, barely 6 foot and weighed in at 160 pounds (soaking wet) with a nice 6 and a half inch cut cock, brown hair and brown eyes, the kind of innocent twink the twins loved to infect. Grayson couldn't wait to get laid. He had only had a few experiences with classmates limited to only minor sucking. He wanted more, and the twins were determined to give him all he wanted (and more). They had made plans to meet up the weekend right after his 18th birthday. The plan was to get a hotel room to celebrate his birthday with a weekend of alcohol (drugs) and (bareback) sex. The location was to be somewhere he would feel comfortable and safe to explore all that he wanted. The twins agreed to pay for the room at the hotel of his choice. Since we knew most of the hotels in the area and had someone on the 'inside' of each establishment, which ever location he chose we'd be able to have wired for video and sound within minutes. We were happy when he chose a hotel not that far from our location. This was going to make the transmission of the feed back to the company easy for distribution. We had a crew ready to go and within 30 minutes the room was set up, cameras in all the right places and the heat turned up just right to get the boy ready to lose some clothes. The twins met Grayson in front of the hotel and the three of them walked in to register for their room. This was all prearranged with the clerk first giving them a room on the first floor close to the lobby and as we guessed Grayson then asked if they could have a room that was 'out of the way, on the second floor' which was all set up for their use. Once inside the room the boys started by drinking a couple beers and chatting. They easily hooked a laptop up to the TV and had a good supply of bareback porn playing as they talked and began to discuss some of the same topics they had chatted about on line. He asked again how long the twins had been fucking each other and how often they hooked up. As the alcohol began to seep into Grayson's brain the twins told him that they have been fucking each other for several years and that they had never hooked up with anyone else since they preferred to fuck raw and knew that they were both clean (they were clean, they showered before meeting up with the newbie). Grayson did have some apprehension about fucking bare. The twins placed ideas in the 18 year old’s head by telling him they had tried to be good little boys and used condoms a couple times only to end up pulling them off. They admitted that fucking raw was so much better and the way they preferred to fuck. They could see the talk was turning Grayson on since he was getting a noticeable bulge in his jeans. With the temperature of the room it wasn't difficult to lose pieces of clothing. Before the unsuspecting Grayson knew what was happening they were all down to their underwear (Andrew Christian boxer briefs for the twins and regular boxers for Grayson). The boxers looked like they were too big for Grayson's slim frame. It didn't take much to get Grayson to shed what little clothing allowing Grayson to feel the hot, warm mouth of one of the twins engulf his hard cock. While one twin had the newbie preoccupied the other twin was busy retrieving the 'goodies' that were stashed in the room. There was vague discussion about drugs when they chatted and they knew Grayson had on rare occasions smoked pot with friends. This was going to help in an easy transition to Tina. They had a pre-packed bong with them (pre-packed with the best pot I had along with a generous amount of meth mixed in) so when the free twin lit the bong and took a nice hit it was not really a surprise to Grayson. The twins traded off the cock for the bong and the other twin now took a nice hit before offering it to the newbie. Grayson was lost in the feeling of the alcohol (they had already consumed) along with the expert blow job he was receiving so when the bong was offered to him he didn't hesitate as it was lit for him. The twin with the bong in hand quickly pushed in a shard of a Tina just before the bong was offered to Grayson. The newbie had no clue as he began to take a massive hit while being encouraged by the twins. That one hit developed into 5 massive hits as the contents were quickly smoked up by the unsuspecting 18 year old. While the pot and meth were quickly invading the newbie's body and brain the bong was changed from one to smoke pot to one for strictly Tina. This was accomplished by inconspicuously changing the glass stem that was made for pot to a more bulbous one that was intended to hold an ample amount of Tina. Without missing a beat or suspecting anything Grayson kept hitting the bong now only containing Tina as the twins slowly took him to the point of no return. Grayson no longer needed direction to hit the pipe as he freely smoked away and the twins took turns sucking his semi hard cock and munching on his virgin hole. There was no warning when one of the twins lubed up a finger and slowly slid it inside the hairless, warm and tight hole while pushing a nice size shard of Tina while the newbies hole was teased and prepared for gifting. When the Tina began to melt along with the burn and new sensation on Grayson's prostate sent the 18 year old over the edge as he began to fill one of the twin's mouth. The twin made a mental note at how nice Grayson's sperm tasted as a thought quickly popped into his head. He decided not to swallow the large load of but shared a small portion with his brother before giving the rest to Grayson, giving the newbie his first taste of cum. Grayson swallowed the jizz without any instruction as more fingers and Tina were being pushed into his hole. As the drugs worked on transforming the semi cautions newbie into a (soon to be) cum hungry bottom the final step of their plan was close to being implemented. They maneuvered Grayson onto his back as the twin at his hole switched from fingers to his tongue. They knew the sensation of his first rim job would distract him as more Tina was worked into his hole as he smoked more Tina from the pipe. As the one twin at between Grayson’s legs began to really work his tongue in and around that hairless, virgin hole the newbie couldn’t help but begin to moan as the other twin decided it was time to feed the 18 year old his cock. As they stimulated the newbie to a point where he wouldn’t even care about taking raw cock the one twin made sure to get his hole nice a wet for entry while the other twin had a prepared point in hand. They further distracted him by pointing to the video on the TV of a group of young guys who all looked to be the same age, with one that was almost like Grayson. They pointed out how the kid was going to get fucked just like Grayson was going to be shortly. Once Grayson was distracted by the video and lost in the pure pleasure he was receiving from the twin who had been providing an expert job at eating his hole they knew he was ready for the final step. The twin between his legs began to slowly rub his bare cock up and down along Grayson’s crack the other twin was quick and swift as he applied a tourniquet to the newbie’s upper arm, and then quickly wiped a prominent vein with alcohol just before sliding the point home. As he registered a good flash the twin between his legs began to aim his bare, death stick on its target as the slam was efficiently emptied. Grayson tried to take the cock lodged inside his mouth out before it was pushed further inside as the tourniquet was removed almost as quickly as it was applied. Grayson had no way of avoiding the coughing fit that was eminent since the point was originally filled just over half way with crush meth and dissolved with barely enough water to make a nice thick 0.5 slam. While Grayson was coughing the twin between his legs was able to bury his cock balls deep inside the newbie’s no longer virgin hole and began fucking away. Grayson came out of his coughing fit as he rode his first rush while (unknowingly) taking his first bare cock. It was evident by the expression on the kid’s face he was getting into being fucked. It was strange to hear Grayson ask if the twin had slipped a condom on before he started to fuck him. Nothing was said, the twin fucking him just maneuvered his thrusts to hit his prostate just right and send waves of pleasure radiating throughout his body. After a few more minutes it was time to let Grayson know he was taking it raw and get him to beg for more. The twin who had be feeding his cock to him grabbed one of his hands and placed it on the hard cock that was working his hole. They each complimented Grayson on how well he was taking his first fuck like a champ. Grayson felt the slick meat working in and out of his own ass when his eyes shot wide open as he realized that the twin fucking him wasn’t wearing a condom. Grayson shouted out ‘You’re not wearing a condom! We’ve got to stop so you can put one on. Please?’ The twins seemed to look down and chuckle a bit as they told him that he knew full well that they only fuck raw and besides he didn’t ask for a condom when they started fucking. Besides they think he wanted it raw that he really prefers the feeling of raw dick in his ass. As that was said the twin fucking him punctuated the statement with a few good, long strokes that made Grayson forget about wanting to fuck wrapped. With him still riding his first rush they could see the wheels spinning in his head as he yelled out, fuck yeah, bareback my ass. The twin fucking him let the newbie know he knew he wanted it raw even if Grayson hadn’t before then. The twin then let Grayson know what a nice, tight and warm hole he had and he wasn’t sure how much longer he would last. Grayson could feel the cock inside his hole begin to thicken and the twin fucking him began to breathe a little heavier. He knew what was about to happen and his brain was screaming ‘don’t cum inside me’ while his hole said ‘Fuck yeah, give me that raw cock.” The twins both commented how Grayson now wanted raw dick and bet he’d like their load shot inside him too. Grayson never really had a choice as the twin fucking him began to long dick him completely pulling out before slamming back in balls deep. Only a few more strokes and BAM! Grayson was now being bred by the twin as he worked his hole for the load that was being deposited. Once the twin’s cock began to soften and slip out of Grayson’s well bred hole the twins switch positions and as a new cock was slid inside the newly seeded hole, the other twin presented his cock for Grayson to clean. The rest of the weekend went on with the twins taking turns fucking Grayson and keeping him nice and high. Before the weekend was over they had Grayson knowingly using Tina and liking its effects. The following weekend they were able to convince him to come over the house and party only to have the weekend quickly transform into a gang bang. It wasn’t long before Grayson had the ‘fuck flu’ and when meeting up with the twins after that the poz talk was very deliberate. Grayson became a good commodity for the business as he was able to bring unsuspecting classmates for pozzing.

Depends on what the event is. If you have contacted the top already, you can always ask if they prefer prelubed or not. Some want to eat ass but not always. Some want a quick fuck so I put a good dollop of chilled petroleum jelly in my hole before driving out. I have also used a mineral oil enema as a finishing touch when I have deep cleaned. It's flavorless in case there's any rimming to be done. Makes for smooth sliding inside the rectum. I didn't have the best reaction with coconut oil, yes, organic. Just make sure you have a good absorbent towel underneath you if you take the prelubed route, just in case. Another alternative is frozen cum. Jack into a mini resealable container each time you jack till it's near filled. That it a bit in the fridge and pour the cum into appropriate shaped ice tray. Your top will only taste natural flavors when eating your hole. And then add his load to yours.

I just pumped the little gym slut full of a fresh load after I locked him in a new chastity cage. Then Gave him a pair of my boy's underwear to put on and wear as his cloths were in the washer. Now that he is locked in Chastity I told him he can go home today now that he is starting to feel better. How ever that cage stay's locked on until he goes for his next HIV test. He looked at me and said I am still sort of shocked that you guy's did this to me. I have no idea what to do or say who to tell or how to tell my boss. All I said is I am sure I can get your a job working with me or for me if you need a new job. Also told him he is more than welcome to move in how ever he will have rules to follow like my boy has. All he said is Thank You for the offer I will keep it in mind.

Game Quest: Part 19 I had to gather my composure too. The weight of the situation was more than I expected. This boy wanted to be mine, and live in a cage in my playroom. What ever lonliness drove him to such a low self image of himself was now something that I needed to seize upon and nurture, to make this boy a complete and total slave and poz cum pig. Internalizing the situation, I stood up to look down at this pig before me, drew in my breath deep to enlarge my chest, and grabbed the boy’s hair to lift his face up. No more tenderness. He’d been immobilized, strapped down to my fuck bench with the huge trailer hitch butt plug Mark had picked out for him for about 2 hours now with both mine and Mark’s viral loads swimming in his gut. Getting back to task, I asked him in no uncertain tones, “Are you clear why you are being punished, pig?” I asked letting go of his hair and watching his head flop down. “Yes, Sir.” He said. “Why?” I demanded. “Because I’m a stinky pig and I made your playroom smell Sir.” “Very good pig!” I erupted “How do you like the plug in your asshole pig?” “It hurts Sir.” He responded. “It’s supposed to pig,” I said wryly. “It’s stretching your pig hole and keeping our cum in, plus it makes Daddy and Mark very horny to see you like this. Now I want you to try to push the plug out as hard as you can. Like you’re trying to take a shit.” Without a ‘yes sir’ he scrunched up his face and started to push. I laughed because I knew the plug was strapped in securely and wasn’t going anywhere. His face reddened at the effort, and then he blew out all the air in his lungs and let his head collapse as he panted in pain trying to refill his lungs while “Try again pig. Take a deep breath, and push as hard as you can until I tell you to stop,“ I ordered. “But…” “No ‘buts’ boy,” I interrupted. “Ready, on the count of three, push and hold. 1, 2, 3…” On three, he breathed deep, scrunched his face and started to push. I heard a small fart squeak past the plug. He was definitely obedient. When I told him to stop, I heard the flow of piss, streaming to the matt under the fuck bench. The little pig was emptying his bladder. I looked back down into his face. I had to laugh he looked horrified. “There she blows!” proclaimed Mark followed be a gruff laugh. I couldn’t help but laugh too. “You really are a pig stinking up my playroom and now pissing all over it. You really are a handful. I’m going to have to take this one lesson at a time.” “I’m sorry Sir, I don’t know what happened.” Finally, more than impatient, Mark shouted, “Can you stop the lovey talk, I’ve got another load to pump into this pig. Just whip him already.” “Alright,” I hollered back. Make yourself useful then and bring me the heavy leather strap over on the peg board.” “Not that one, the one with the holes in it.” I said trying to motion to which one.

Game Quest: Part 19 “Who do you want to punish you pig?” I asked again. “Me or Mark?” Obviously remembering the strapping Mark gave him earlier, he dropped his eyes back to the floor looking like he was going to cry again and said, “You Sir.” “Good pig,” I said seeing his eyes starting to well up. “Do you want to cry pig?” “No, Sir.” He said almost inaudibly. “Don’t lie to me pig, I can see it in your face.” And with that he let it out, the sobbing from before returned. “Tell me,” I said. “Why waste your tears now, you’re going to need them when I start strapping your ass?” He tried to get some form of composure, even with strings of snot running out of his nose, but he at least caught his breath enough to say, “Cause I am stinky Sir, and like other people you won’t want anything to do with me when the game is over even my mother wants me out of the house.” With this my heart leapt. I could see how his “problem” would create such a barrier locking him in a dungeon of loneliness only being able to interact through his online gaming where his glandular problem wouldn’t offend anyone. He then added, “I’m sorry, Sir.” “What if we didn’t end the game pig?” I said to him in sincerity. “What do you mean Sir?” He said. “There's criteria to meet to be my pig, but what if you were to come and live here?” I offered “You smell too much to live upstairs, but you can continue your role as prisoner, and I can keep you here in my playroom.” Looking over to Mark for his opinion, he just shrugged. “I don’t know Sir, where would I sleep and stuff Sir? “You can’t see it but there’s a cage behind your plugged asshole.” “You want to keep me in a cage Sir?” he asked. “Of course,” I said brushing his wet hair from his brow. “What is your role in the game pig?” “Prisoner, Sir.” “And where would you keep a prisoner?” “In a cage, Sir,” he resigned. “Good pig,” I said. “You’re really getting good at this game pig.” “Thank you, Sir.” He said trying to sniff up the snot running out of his nose. “Now, it’s time for me to punish your ass some more stinky pig.” I added sternly. "And remember it was you who asked for me to do it."

Part 6 We took a few minutes to allow the boys to freshen up in the shower, have some water and get a little to eat before we readied them for the next part of their welcome to their new home. We took them down to the ‘work area’ and the largest room we have in the place. In the room we had 2 slings set up and plenty of fixed cameras to catch all the action that was about to happen. We helped the boys get into the slings and secured their arms and legs before we told them what was about to happen to them for the next session. Before we could start to tell them about what was planned one of the twins asked if they were now poz like their dad and uncle. I had to be honest with them that we won’t know if it takes for a 2 to 4 weeks. The next question really shocked and surprised me and Chase. They asked if there was another way to help be sure that their Uncle Tyler was the one who pozzed them. I asked if they really wanted to know who their poz father was or just leave it to chance. They gave us a very strong argument when they pointed out that I was the one who infected their real dad and if I passed on my bug to them then I would be their poz dad. They could then call me dad (instead of Uncle Tyler). Then their dad and I would both be their fathers. I didn’t even have to look over to Chase to know what he was thinking. He grabbed a couple of the empty points, a tourniquet and came to where I was standing. He expertly drew enough blood to fill each one about 75%. Then we each approached a twin with a (well) prepared point and the point filled with my poz blood. We let the boys know that with my blood, there would be no doubt who their poz dad was. As we prepped the boys for their injections we let them know that we have invited a number of friends (along with the guys that work for us) to take a turn fucking each of them. They were about to be gang banged till their holes were dripping with all the cum they could hold. The tourniquets were placed tightly on each twin’s bicep, alcohol was rubbed over a couple good veins, then the points were both inserted and we were sure that we were in the vein good before we first emptied the blood then the Tina into each twin. These slams were strong and we planned to follow them up shortly after the twins were well into their rush. When the tourniquets were pulled off the boys they both began a strong coughing fit as we again rubbed their chest helped them ride to the other side. We knew they were ready when the twin I had slammed looked up to me and said he needed his hole filled with as much cock as we had for them. I walked over to the other twin and asked if he too needed his hole filled like his brother said. He looked up at me cross eyed (I’m sure the slams were affecting the twins eye sight) and answered, ‘Fuck yeah Daddy Tyler, I need cock in me too!” Chase opened the door and the steady stream of guys came in along with 4 hand cameras. As the guys came into the room some of them were already smoking Tina, had slammed earlier, or (like me and Chase) needed to slam before we started the gang bang. The only thing Chase and I needed to do before we slammed ourselves was to give each twin their added slam (along with more of my blood). Before we knew it there was a guy between each twin’s restrained legs. We had given instructions to the guys earlier that the twins were not to be fucked until they begged for it proper. While each twin was receiving an expert rim job we administered their second slam along with my blood mixed in to the point (since these slams were nowhere as big as the ones they had gotten moments earlier). The twins were begging for their asses to be stuffed with cock so that each one was finally impaled as we were about to administer their slams. The boys had no clue what we were doing as they each had a nice size cock thrusted balls deep then held there as we approached, quickly tied off each twin’s arm then quickly administered the slams. When the boys began coughing for a second time the guy whose cock was buried in their ass began fucking. The sensation of a coughing bottom along with the slight jump in temperature must have felt incredible because they didn’t seem to last that long (plus I knew a number of our guests were saving their cum for our boys). Mean while, Chase and I stood near the twins so they could watch (if they were able to see) us administer our own slams. We weren’t slamming that much, enough to carry us through the gang bang. Every guy that came to fuck the twins took a turn in each boy’s ass. There were comments as to which twin had the better hole. But when it came down to it, they were identical twins and had exactly the same hole to fuck

Game Quest: Part 18 Well-fed and a little tipsy, we returned to the playroom. I flipped on the light, and to nobody’s surprise, Greg was exactly where I left him. The smell hit us. I’ve been to some pretty seedy backrooms in my day but never got a whiff of b.o. like that. “That normal?” Mark said looking over at me, scowling a bit. “Dunno…” I walked over to the boy still strapped on the fuck bench. I slid my hand over his back and down to the plug strapped into asshole. I probed my finger in around his sphincter where the plug had it stretched, he winced and moaned into his gag. I stuck my fingers in one of his freshly shaved pits, moist there too. Then put my fingers to my nose, and confirmed what I already knew, the boy stunk. I crouched down at his head, and lifted up his chin with my hand looked him in his tear stained face, and asked him “What’s this boy? You shower today?” He nodded. I reached behind his head and unbuckled the leather gag. “Then what’s this stench? You’re stinking up my playroom.” “I’m sorry Sir.” He said trying to swallow. I continued to look him in the eye. “It’s a problem I have Sir,” he offered. “The doctor says it’s bromhidrosis .” “Bromhidrosis?” I tried to repeat. “What the hell is that boy?” “It’s excessive body odor Sir, I’ve had it since puberty, Sir,” he continued, sniffling snot back into his nose. “I got made fun of a lot because it Sir. I’m sorry.” “They were right to. You wreak boy. What did they used to call you?” He looked away from my gaze, tears started to well up in his eyes again obviously recalling pain memories. “I asked you a question boy,” I said sternly. “Pig boy” he said stammering on the ‘b’. “Seems appropriate to me, pig boy!” I said taunting him. “But don’t worry, we won’t make fun of you here pig boy, we’ll punish you.” “Do you understand?” I said squeezing his chin in my hand. “Yes, Sir.” “Good pig” I said. Deciding that just the word ‘pig’ would be enough. “Now who do you want to punish you, you filthy disgusting pig?” I looked over at Mark who had found an old can of air freshener over in the wet area and proceeded to spray it around. “Great,” I said to Mark. “Now we have the smell of lilac and pig.”

Game Quest: Part 16 More seed Mark continued to pound the boy harder and harder, pulling out further and further before slamming back in, while I forced my cock down his throat turning his screams into gurgles. I’ve known Mark for quite a few years now and played alongside him in many groups and gangbangs. I knew his technique of pulling all the way out and slamming in hard to prolong his stiffy before fully unloading in a sub’s hole. When he was finally ready to deposit his seed, he spread Greg’s cheeks wide threw his full weight onto the boy’s ass so hard the fuck bench lurched forward a little bit. Then he held himself inside Greg until every last drop from his balls was pumped into him. Drenched in sweat, he looked at me and said, “Damn! That was good, it’s a shame they didn’t stay tight like this forever!” I laughed and nodded. “Well with you having more free time now, you’ll be able to enjoy him every day.” I motioned over to the shelf on the other side of the playroom where I kept the dildos, plugs and other ass toys, and said “Go ahead and pick out something to keep our seed in him until one of us is ready to go again.” Mark was right, he was a lousy cock sucker, but watching my bud pound him like that, I was completely ready to blow. So while he was over at the shelf examining the different toys, I took his place at my boy’s used leaky fuck hole and slid it. He winced as I slid my cock nice and gently into his hole and started pounding. After a couple of thrusts, I came, pumping and mixing my load with my bud’s. I looked down and saw cum dribbling down his ball sack and said to Mark, “Damn, Mark, when’s the last time you came, he’s leaking your dirty cum around my cock”. Mark laughed and said, “It’s been about a week, haven’t been in the mood, until you send me pics of your new fuck boy.”. I echoed his laugh and said, “Better pick a toy that will sit in tight then, gotta keep all that in until he absorbs it.” Mark made his selection, a ball shape black butt plug, with a good-sized neck. It wasn’t huge, but would still take some effort to get into his cunt at this stage. I raised my hand and pointed to an inflatable leather dildo gag hanging on the wall next to the shelf and said to Mark, “Better, grab that then.” Mark came back with the two toys, I took the plug and told him to go ahead and lock on the gag before I pulled out and slid in the plug. Mark passed me the plug, and proceed to slide the dildo of the gag into Greg’s mouth and fasten the leather strap around his head. Tears were still in his eyes and his face was puffy from his beating and seeding. Once Mark had the gag in place, he forced Greg’s head up so he could admire him, and said to him, “What do you say you little fuck cunt?” He knew it would be completely unintelligible because of the gag, but a couple of grunts that could be taken as ‘thank you sir’ emanated from behind the wide leather of the gag. “Pump it up a bit” I said “Let’s see if we can turn his screams and moans while I put this puppy in.” Mark came around to where he had once pumped in what seemed to be gallons of cum and asked me, “Is he going to be able to keep that in?” Watch I said, as I reached down between my fuck boy’s legs on the fuck bench for a loose hanging strap. I pulled it up and slipped the ring on the base of the butt plug through a leather cuff on the strap. “Ah clever,” he said. I slid out slowly and commanded Greg, not to push, any leaking and he would be punished again. I positioned the balled plug against his hole twisted it a bit to lube it up with the sweat and leaked cum around his hole, and told him “OK, now relax, it’s going to hurt like hell, but it’s good for your cunt, and in a couple of days this plug will slide in and out no problem. Here it goes.” In one hard push, I buried the black ball into his asshole, feeling a “pop” as it slid past his ring.” He thrashed his head and screamed into his gag, and then started to sob. “Good boy” I said, then turned to Mark and said “This is how it’ll stay in.” I took the strap up fastened to the ring at the base of the plug, pulled it tight to push it the base hard against his hole and buckled the end of it to the strap that was holding his waist down on the fuck bench. I see said Mark, “The whole bench is like one big butt plug harness. Clever, very clever indeed.” He laughed. “It works with dildos too, “ I winked. “Why don’t you head on upstairs, I want to talk to the boy. We can go out for something to eat when I’m done” Mark had left, and walked around my quivering boy, sliding his hand over his naked flesh and feeling the welts Mark brought up on his ass. Approvingly, I squatted down in front of him, and put my face with in an inch of his. I wanted to kiss him, but because of the gag had to settle on wiping the tears off his cheeks. Tenderly caressing his tear stained face I said in an approving voice, “Now you’re being a good boy. Do you like being a good boy?” He didn’t even try to speak and nodded his head yes. “Daddy really liked watching Mark fuck you and I want to see more of it. His seed is very special and he’s very good at discipline, so Daddy’s going to ask Mark to help train you and play the game with you on the days that I’m at work. Would you like that?” He hesitated, just looked into my eyes blankly, but I changed my look to a disapproving one, and he slowly nodded his head yes. I walked around the fuck bench inspected all the straps that held him down to it and tightened them where necessary. I adjusted his hips and tugged at the strap holding in the plug in hole so it would sit deeper in his throbbing asshole, and once satisfied with his position, turned off the lights and left the play room, locking the door behind me.

Game Quest: Part 15 Mark was pissed. I was trying to handle the messages from our online post and the texts that were coming in on Greg’s phone so, I only half paid attention to the scene going on behind me on the fuck bench with my best friend and my new boy. But soon the latter was elevating so quickly I had to turn away from the computer to see what was happening. “How sorry are you?” I heard Mark shout. Mark had a leather strap in his hand landed a blow directly on Greg’s plump ass cheeks. “Very sorry, Sir” Greg said through his sobs. Mark continued to strap is ass, bringing his arm back far enough for full swings. The blows from the strap expertly delivered by Mark were landing hard on my new boy’s ass. Welts had started to rise. Greg’s face was cringing tight and the sobs turned tearless. His fists were clenched as he fought against metal cuffs keeping him fastened to the fuck bench. I went over to him and squatted so my face was level with his. I put one hand on the back of his neck and lifted his chin with the other so he could look me in the face. Through the sobs, he said “Daddy, it hurts”. I replied in a fatherly voice, “Of course it hurts, you were a bad boy. Sir Mark told you not to scrape his cock with your teeth, and now you’re being punished.” Another whack landed on his welted ass causing his head to jolt. I raised my hand to signal Mark to stop, then I took and clasped my new toy’s head in my hands so he couldn’t look away. “Now, do you understand why you’re being punished?” He sniffed some snot back into his nose, but could not stop the sobbing. “But..” his voice quivered. I stopped him, “No, buts, do you want to be a good boy?” I added. His sobs prevented him from finding his voice, so he nodded his head. “Good”, I said. “Because right now you’re being a very bad boy, and Daddy doesn’t like it. So, what you’re going to do, is to apologize to your uncle Mark, and ask him to start your punishment over. Do you understand?” His voice was barely audible and he faintly said, “Yes Daddy.” He continued to sob and his eyes were swollen and red as I looked directly into his face and said, “And…, take a deep breath now and do what I told you.” His head was heavy in my hand, but he took a deep breath held his tears and said, “I’m sorry Sir Mark, please start my lesson ov…” A blow fell harder than any of the others before he finished the last word. I took my hand away letting his head fall and stood up. I looked to my friend knowing full well how much he enjoyed this and said, “It’s all yours, keep going till you’re satisfied.” And went back to responding to the messages. You could tell Greg was getting weak and puddle of tears and snot had formed under Greg’s head from where it hung down off the fuck bench. Mark had finished strapping Greg and now had the head of his pierced cock teasing the boy’s fuck hole, putting his 0-gauge p.a. in the boy’s tender winking sphincter. “Now that’s better”, I said “It looks like everyone’s friend’s again,” and walked over to my boy on the fuck bench and stood in front of him and put my dick in his mouth. “So,” I said to Mark, “what do you think of this one?” “Nice hole” he replied, “I haven’t seen one this tight in a long time.” “But, he’s a lousy cock sucker.” “Well like I said he’s new. Your cock is going to be the first one other than mine that’s been in his cunt so far.” “So he was a …?” “Yup” I said proudly. “I hooked me a virgin. As for the cock sucking and the rest, I was hoping you’d have time to give me a hand training him” “Shit ya!” He said he said, “I’d be up for that!” as he looked down on his handiwork on Greg’s welted ass, and plunged the rest of his 9-inch pierced fatty straight into my boy causing him to scream and choke on my rock-hard cock.

Game Quest: Part 13 Down we went into the playroom. Mark, now 60, was a springy as a 20-year-old as he bounded down the stairs. I opened the playroom door and he stepped in, stopped, took a deep sniff with his nose and proclaimed, “Now that smells like sex.” Being in the playroom the whole time I hadn’t noticed, but he was right, upon reentering the smell hit me, the boy was ripe. Undeterred, Mark went straight for the bench and boy, and walked around him sliding his hand over the boys naked flesh as he went. “Nice” he nodded his approval. “Is it neg?” “He was 20 minutes ago.” I laughed, “Now I’m not too sure.” Again Mark nodded his approval. He stopped his tour of the boy at his head, to be sure he heard, “Did you tell it we’re going to poz him up.” I thought Mark’s words were a little harsher than I had explained it to the boy, but also thought it was important for him to hear that, and to hear guys talk about him in that way. “Yup, I responded, he wants to be a good cumdump. Isn’t that right boy?” I said in his direction trying to bring him into the discussion. But for Mark, Greg was nothing more than a toy, no different than the fuck bench he was locked onto. Greg did nothing by crane his head to try to get a better view of the new edition to the playroom. Mark, continued his tour of the boy, now stopping at his hole. Fingering it caused the boy to wince. “Sensitive.” Mark remarked. “Is your load in there?” “Yup,” I said. “My boy, my poz seed.” I looked at Mark playfully. “That’s right,” Mark said. “You’ve always had a problem with ‘potency’. When was it you pozzed up? Six months ago?” “Five,” I responded. Mark nodded and said, “No meds yet?” “Nope,” I affirmed. “Good man!” he exclaimed. “What were your initial infection stats? “ Mark knew, what he was doing now was playing with the boy. The boys head was moving around furiously trying to catch a glimpse of Mark. His interest was definitely piqued, so I decided to play along. “I told you upstairs viral load 475k, CD4 210.” I replied. Realizing that the boy really had no idea what we were talking about, I went over to him and crouched down and explained to him that the VL was the number of copies of the HIV virus in someone’s blood. That the higher the number better the chance of infecting someone else, namely him. The boy looked speechless and astonished. I think it might have been too much for him to take in just yet. So I went for simpler terms. “The higher the VL number, the more ‘toxic’ the person is. Do you understand?” I added. “Yes, Sir,” he replied. “And you’re very special to me now boy. You’re the first pig that I’m going to poz. The cum that I pumped into you earlier is probably converting you as we speak. How do you feel about that boy?” “You mean you’re giving me AIDS, Sir.” He said defeated. “We’re going to try like hell.” I said proudly. “You’ll learn to appreciate it more as the night goes on. You’ll hear a lot of guys talking and bragging about it, but the most important thing is that you remain respectful and appreciate every load that gets pumped into your little cunt tonight. Do you understand?” I said looking deep into his eyes even though his he wouldn’t meet my gaze. “Yes, Sir,” he said respectfully, looking down at the floor. “Sounds like you found yourself a good one, Rog.” Mark interjected. “So tell me, now that you’re poz and tox, how does it feel to finally infect someone on your own?” Rog was frank. He’s never been accused of anything less. He was also one to point out things most everyone else missed. But I thought about what he said, deeply thought about it and looked over at the boy I had helpless on my fuck bench. The deeper I thought, and the more I looked at the boy, the more I felt warmth in my groin. “It feels fucking great!”

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

Daddy Max had an astonished look on his face as he watched Alex fight to not cum. He gently reached over and took Alex’s face in both his hands, looked him in the eye, and said, “Does the fact that I’m poz and want to fuck you turn you on that much?” A shudder went through Alex and he moaned loudly, “You have NO idea! I’ve thought about it off and on, and just tonight had decided to give in and start trying to get converted. And now you’re here, wanting to fuck me, and telling me you’re poz. It’s like a fucking dream come true!” “Well my stud boy, let’s work on making that dream a reality.” Daddy Max got up and helped Alex off the bunk. He led him to the sling and helped him get settled in it. With a devilish grin, he put the ankle and wrist restraints on him. “If we’re going to do this, we might as well do it right.” After he got Alex secured, he said, “You must be thirsty. I’ve got some bottled water here if you’d like some. And I have some with a little something that would make tonight so much better for you, if you’re interested.” “Are you talking GHB or something stronger?” he asked cautiously. Daddy Max leaned in close to Alex with a tender look on his face. “I would never lie to you or do anything to hurt you. I wasn’t kidding when I said earlier that you might just be a keeper. I definitely want to talk more about that after tonight. But I do want us, especially you, to have fun tonight. It’s up to you if you want some enhancement or not.” “What the hell, why not!” Alex exclaimed. Since his hands were restrained, Daddy Max tipped the water bottle so he could get a good drink of the prepared water. He had never done GHB before, but knew all about it. He swallowed a good portion of the water and settled back in the sling. His new daddy started running his hands all over Alex’s chest and stomach, pinching his nipples. He leaned in and kissed him and then went over to a locker to get a few things. He brought back some lube, a good sized toy, and a hand towel. Then he got down on his knees so his face was even with Alex’s ass and started giving him some return treatment. Daddy Max started running his tongue up and down the spread wide ass crack. Then he zeroed in on the asshole and started tongue fucking it. Alex moaned. It wasn’t long before Max got a taste of the load that was already in Alex’s cunt. He sucked some of the load out and went and kissed Alex, sharing it with him. “Was that poz cum?” he asked. Alex nodded with a silly grin on his face. The GHB was starting to take effect and he was feeling a little loopy. Max patted him on his cheek, “Good boy!”. He went back to his ass and lubed up a few of his fingers. He put one in and started feeling around, getting him lubed up. I inserted 2 fingers easily enough and started stretching his hole. He also hooked his fingers and used his nails to scrape a few times while he was fucking in and out with them. “Even in his drugged condition, Alex reacted at that, “OW!”. “Just making it a little easier for you tonight,” Max explained. He was still fucking his 2 fingers in and out and Alex’s pain turned to pure pleasure. He then added a 3rd finger and went back to stretching as he fucked them in and out. “Oh fuck, yes, finger that ass,” Alex begged him. “ I want that thick daddy cock inside me.” “Almost there, stud, just hold on.” He could tell the drug was working on him so he added a 4th finger to make sure he was good and open. When he finally pulled his fingers ou, there were some pink areas, so he knew he’d scraped him enough to make him bleed. His new stud was going to get his wish tonight. Max lubed up the toy and put the head up to the stretched out hole. It sank in pretty quickly. It wasn’t quite as big as his 8.5X7 cock, but it was good enough sized to make sure he was ready for what came next. “OH GOD, YEAH!!!” Alex cried out. “Fuck me with that thing!”. He was obviously enjoying the toy, so Max started a good in and out rhythm, going all the way in every time. “You like that toy in you, don’t you?” he asked. Alex purred, ”Oh fuck yeah. Can’t wait til I have you inside me, though Daddy Max!”. Max picked up the pace a little with the toy and used it for a few more minutes. He pulled it out, stood up, and started lubing his thick cock up. “Get ready boy, here comes the real thing.” “Oh fuck yes, Daddy, please fuck me with your poz cock!!!” Max put the head of his cock up to the younger stud’s asshole and rubbed it back and forth a few times. Alex started squirming in the sling. “Take my toxic cock, boy!” Max shoved the head and a few inches of his thick rod into the waiting cunt. Even with the fingering and toy play, he was still really tight. “UNGH!” Alex yelled out, but was still trying to fuck his ass onto the thick invader. “Oh yeah, that stuff has you really ready to be fucked good and hard,” Max commented. Alex was sweating quite a bit, his cock was rock hard and leaking, and he was grunting as he tried to fuck his tight ass onto the thick daddy cock. Max grabbed hold of the chains holding the sling up and started really plowing the rest of his cock in, fucking an inch or two in, then pulling out a bit, then fucking a few more inches in til he was all the way in. “You got my entire poz cock in you now, boy,” Daddy Max told him. “Please fuck me with it Daddy Max, fuck me and fill me up with your poz cum! I need it.” Alex replied. “Oh, you’re going to get it, alright. And I have a special surprise for you, boy. My doctor is changing my meds, so I’m actually off meds right now. You’re going to get a load of unmedicated poz cum fucked into you.” As Daddy Max said that, he was plunging his hard, thick, poz cock in and when he ran over Alex’s prostate, he shot his load all over his stomach and chest. He even got some on his lips. The news about the unmedicated poz cum turned him on that much. His orgasm caused his asshole to contract on Daddy Max’s cock which pushed him towards his own orgasm. “You’re making me cum, boy. Here it is, I can’t hold back, TAKE MY TOXIC LOAD!” He stayed balls deep in Alex’s well fucked cunt and unloaded deep inside him. Both of them moaning, grunting, and cussing. Daddy Max stayed buried in his boy until every bit of cum was drained from his toxic balls. He leaned in and kissed Alex deeply and passionately. They made out for several minutes until Max’s cock grew soft and slipped out of the well fucked hole. He pulled back a little and said, “I have one more surprise for you, if you’re up for it.” Alex was still pretty worked up, but having that massive orgasm helped calm him down a little. “What do you have for me now?” Alex asked. “Your friend Sam who fucked you earlier is a fuck bud of mine. I ran into him after he dumped his load in you and we set this up. He knew you wanted to convert and he could tell I had the hots for you, so he put my room number on one of the marker boards saying there was a hot stud in the sling wanting poz loads. If you’re up for it, when I open that door, there should be poz guys waiting to fuck you. If you aren’t up for it, I’ll go erase the message, no harm, no foul.” Alex’s cock sprang back to life as he listened to what all had been set up, just for him. “Fuck YEAH, I’m up for it!” he exclaimed. “This is a dream come true. I’d like some more of that water, though, before you open the door. I want to really enjoy this.” Max retrieved the bottle he drank from earlier and helped him finish it off. Before he opened the door, he leaned in and said, “You’re making your new daddy VERY happy, boy,” then he kissed him deeply. “So let’s get the next phase of this party started,” he said and walked over and opened the door.

The party........Oops, I did it again A few weeks after Juan left, James felt the need to get fucked. He never told his friends about this need or what he and Juan had done together. Mike suspected, but James never confirmed anything. James also didn't tell his friends about the toys he bought to use on his ass. He used them every time he jerked off now. James was starting to think of his ass as a sexual organ that needed attention. James had fucked about four guys in the preceding three weeks, each time using the same approach: go to the guy's place, use a condom, cum on his back or face. James enjoyed fucking the guys, but something felt different. He didn't feel as satisfied. He needed another cock in his ass. James went with Mike and a couple of other friends to a party in a lakefront condo. He knew the guys from the bars, but not very well. James was wearing a tee shirt that barely touched the top of his jeans and tighter jeans that usual. The jeans made his ass look amazing. James was a bit self-conscious about wanting to get his ass fucked so he hung around the bar in the kitchen a lot. Mike noticed and sent over an acquaintance who had fucked him recently, Dustin. Dustin was not really James type. He was short, thin, and nerdy, but he was a solid guy, had a huge cock, and was very sexually aggressive. Twenty minutes later James was on his knees sucking Dustin's cock in the bathroom, getting him off in a few minutes. And yes, James swallowed. James may have hoped he and Dustin could return to the party without anyone noticing, but not so: the attendees had noticed 'top jock boy James' was acting a bit different. A few of the guys knew something was up when top boy Dustin and 'top boy' James disappeared into the bathroom together. An hour later, Dustin had his cock in James and was fucking him in an alley between the party and the bars. James opened his ass to Dustin as soon as the boy had told him to. James moaned as he bent over, as Dustin, the ever-so-nerdy guy pummeled his ass. James loving playing the bottom - he needed and had to get fucked - he had to have the cock in his hole. James had condoms in his jeans pockets but none of them were on Dustin's cock. He was letting another dude he'd just met a couple hours ago fuck him bareback. James actually didn't care about that right now. Instead he needed the cock. He also recognized he wanted the cum in his ass. It had been weeks since Juan had dumped his cum in James' ass. Now James needed Dustin's cum. In fact, he told Dustin "I want you to cum in me. Don't pull out." Dustin just pumped harder and in a minute dumped his load in James willing ass. Dustin and James went to join the others at the bars and dance. At 4:00 in the morning, James left the bar with Dustin and some of Dustin's friends. They went to Dustin's house where all four guys fucked former jock top boy James bareback. seeding his hole - and on each occasion James plead for the top's load.

By this point Pup had already administered his own slam. I stared into his dilated pupils in disbelief. How could he possibly have known? I’d never told anyone, ever. “I asked you a question, boy.” “Umm, I… Yes Pup.” “Good boy. You’re going to be my cum dump for the weekend. This is what you really wanted all along, isn’t it boy?” “Yes Pup.” “No questions about status?” “Just one Pup. You’re not really undetectable, are you?” “Fuck no, boy. I’m toxic. I’ve been off of my meds for months. I dumped my toxic cum in you last night, and I’m about to do it again.” “God yes, Pup.” “Good boy. This is going to be a weekend of firsts for you. You’re about to take my fist, I promised that you that. But I have other plans for you this weekend. You should just assume anyone that fucks you this weekend is poz. Get in the sling, boy.” I climbed into the sling and he started fucking me before dumping his load in my hole. Noticing my dick had gone soft after the slam he pulled out a couple other syringes. He then explained, “This is Trimix boy, it will help counteract the meth and help you stay hard.” And with that he swabbed my dick with an alcohol pad and injected it quickly. “Keep rubbing the alcohol pad on it”, he ordered. He then administered Trimix to his own dick, which sprang to life immediately even though he’d just cum. It took a couple minutes but finally my dick was hard again. Once he saw this he took out his K-Lube mixture and started working it into my hole, and in no time his hand popped into my hole. I was in ecstasy as he worked his cum deeper into my hole, but he had other plans that didn’t include fisting. He slowly withdrew his fist from my hole and explained. “You’re nothing but a dirty cum dump chem whore now. But I have a few more things to introduce you to.” He handed me a bottle of juice and ordered me to take a mouthful of it and hold it in my mouth, then he had me tip my head back as he added another liquid to it. “Swallow it, fast”, he ordered. I swallowed the now bitter tasting juice in one gulp. “That’s G boy, we’re going to add some swirl to your slam.” He had me lay back in the sling as he invited one of his friends over to try out his new fuck toy. Little did I know they’d already coordinated this before my slam, he was just waiting until I was more agreeable. His friend arrived and Pup offered him my ass. For the next several hours the three of us fucked, sucked and jerked each other off until it was night. Hours had passed that seemed like minutes. By now it was early Saturday morning, and his friend needed to leave. We said our goodbyes and once he was gone Pup asked me how I felt. “I feel amazing Pup. I can’t believe I’m still wide awake.” “You want another slam, boy? I have something else for you to try.” “Hell yes Pup” He flashed me a devilish grin and he had me help him gather the supplies to prepare two more slams and two more trimix shots. I told him I wanted to try a bit more this time, so he prepared a .25 for me, and a .5 for himself. He decided to administer the Trimix first this time. Once this was done he put the tourniquet on my arm to administer my slam, but held back. “Do you want a bloodslam, boy?” My mind was racing. I had come down enough from my first slam that I was fully aware of what was happening, but in that moment I wanted nothing more than to be like this man. He’d made it his mission to corrupt me, and I was loving every minute of it. “Fuck Yes Pup.” “You understand this will almost certainly infect you?” “I know, Pup.” “I’m so fucking proud of you. You’re going to have my poz blood running through your veins. Just so you know, I’m O-, so you won’t have a bad reaction to it.” And with that my needle made a detour to his arm, and I watched the syringe fill with his blood. He pulled the needle out of his arm and licked away the blood that escaped from the injection site. This was hotter than anything I’d ever read about on BZ, and I was living it. He swabbed my arm with alcohol, then inserted it into my vein. “This is it boy, your life is about to change.” And with that he emptied the syringe into my arm. Just like last time I felt the cold rush through my body and I felt amazing. “Lay back boy, just enjoy the feeling”, he ordered as he administered his own slam. We laid around just enjoying each other’s bodies for a while, but then he ordered me to open my mouth. He dropped a small square into my mouth and told me to hold it under my tongue. “What is this?”, I asked. Before this weekend the strongest thing I’d ever done was marijuana, all of this was new to me. “It’s Acid, boy. Just lay back and enjoy the ride.” Pup began playing video games, randomly asking me if I was seeing anything strange. For a long time I didn’t feel anything, but Pup blindfolded me and told me to just lay back and relax. Suddenly it hit me and I felt like I was going to get sick. Pup rushed me to the bathroom, and sat me on the toilet, still blindfolded. When he pulled off the blindfold he was standing in front of me in his pup mask and pup gear. In that moment flying high on Meth and Acid I was convinced he’d transformed into an actual pup, but I was happy to see him. “Are you going to get sick, boy?” “I don’t think so, Pup.” “Then come back into my room” I laid on his bed while he continued to play video games. In that moment I was connected to everyone and everything, and I felt like we’d been transported into the video game. It was a good trip, and I was happy. As the sun came up he turned his game off. “Do you need to sleep, boy?” “Yes Sir. Sorry, I mean Yes Pup.” “You can call me Sir now. Do you know what earned you the right to call me Sir?” “The bloodslam?” “You’re damn right boy, you belong to me now.” And with that he retrieved some sleeping pills and gave them to me to take along with some Gatorade, which I swallowed down quickly. “Get some sleep boy, I’m not done with you yet.” To be continued (Probably next week, I'll be at IML this weekend)...

I will be at FWA next, and then BLFC. Hit me up if you're looking for some fun

Fuckin' hoT...!!

In a perfect world, your bf would take one look at you wide open asshole and lick his lips and ask how he could help make it bigger. That's what I would do If that's not his thing, then you have to ask yourself if your desire for a well-worked hole outweighs your feelings for him as a bf. You don't want someone that continually puts your down for something that you enjoy. My relationship (like most) isn't perfect either, but you have to decide what you're willing to put up with and what you won't in order to make you happy and hard.