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This chapter is dedicate to @RotzBBengel, because I think he will appreciate the story line. CHAPTER 14 As I’m about to head back to the living room a dirty thought occurs to me, I say it to Ty softly and with a lustful tone, “Get on all fours sexy. I only wanna see that hot hole of yours teasin’ me when I get back … face down, ass up”. Ty just looks at me his tongue hanging slightly out of his mouth and his best “fuck me” eyes and I quickly leave the room before my dick ‘accidentally’ falls into his ass again. I feel perverted. I’m intentionally putting my own health at risk by having raw sex with Jake, and I’ve made peace with being poz. Jake and I glorify it when we fuck, and personally, I keep hoping one of his toxic loads does the deed and knocks me up. But the fucking dirty pervert in me really wants Ty to take a poz load from Jake, and the truly perverted part of my brain wants him HIV-positive, too. Just the thought of that waiting hole is making me leak. I feel like a horny lab rat testing the effects of too much caffeine, I’m hard, energized, and running circles in a maze. I can smell the dampness in my pits; its nearly too much for me. When I get to the living room, Jake is sitting there on the couch looking hot as fuck – naked and ready. “Hey sexy”, I say as he moves toward me, and grab on to his cock while planting a kiss on him. “Ready to breed my tight neg …”, and I momentarily pause. He looks at me deliciously and reaches around to feel my hole, I know he thinks he’s fucking me. I quickly add, “… baby bro, Ty?”. I can see the words register as he looks intently at me. A smiles slowly develops on his face, “Dude … you’re fucking your little brother… that’s fucking twisted!”, he says. He reaches over and grabs a framed photo of me and Ty and glares at it. I put my hand on his ass and respond, “Well… I am now”, and then gently take the photo from him and setting it back down. He gives me another evil grin. I move to get my laptop and turn the cam recording software back on. I turn it around to show Jake, “See”, I tell him. On the screen you can clearly see Ty waiting ass up, “That’s a perfect little twinky ass waiting for another poz load”. Knowing Jake, I can almost imagine the twisted thoughts going through his head as he looks at the screen, then at me, then back, smiling as he does. “Fuck I’m so horny”, he says as I set the laptop down. “Me too”, I respond, and I see Jake raise an eyebrow, “Fuck yea”, nodding at me. I grab Jake’s hand and we head toward my bedroom. I know how much Jake enjoys breeding neg ass and part of me is turned by the idea of watching him fuck and breed Ty with the same toxic semen he’s been pumping into my ass for weeks now. We stop in the doorway glaring at Ty’s ass. He leans into my ear, “He’s neg?”, I shrug my shoulders, “Think so” which prompts me to look over at the test kits. Without saying anything I grab Ty’s test, the one nearest the bed, one slight red line is showing. I show Jake, mouthing the word “Neg” while lightly flexing my eyebrows as if to say “see”. He looks at me, grinning, I know he’s horny and turned on, but then he looks away and his eyes enlarge a bit. A devilish smirk crosses his face and I realize he’s looking over my shoulder at the other test kit. I grabbed Ty’s test so quick I didn’t even notice my own, I lean into him, “That’s mine”, and I turn around to switch Ty’s for mine. I’m frozen for a second looking at it carefully, but its clear, there are two faint red lines on the test. “I’m … I’m positive”, comes out of my mouth but its barely audible. I’ve administered hundreds of these tests I know exactly what two red lines mean. I suddenly feel a bit pail, tingly and light-headed, I turn around and show Jake. He nods. He’s looking at it, then my body, he leans into me and says it softly … “Poz”. I look at the test again, then at him, then the test; time seems to stand still for a moment while I collect my thoughts. Then I just nod my head at him affirming the test’s result. I set it back down, moving back to Jake and finally mouthing the words with a wicked grin, “Jake. I’m poz!”. I know these tests can often take weeks or months to show an accurate result, and I also know once in a while they aren’t 100% accurate, but right now I’m fairly sure – I am HIV+. “I’m poz”, saying it this time in his ear, I can hardly believe the words as I’m saying them. Jake kisses me, and whispers in my ear, “You’re poz” … then waiting a second for dramatic effect he adds, “… hot fucker”. I grab his cock and whisper back, “Your doing.” "No, we both did this," he responded. Part of me was elated. My only response was to nod in agreement. Taking hold of our poz dicks, I rubbed them together, kissing him as a sign of my approval. My head was swimming but I certainly wasn't surprised by the test result. Jake hadn't been taking any meds and we had been having lots of bareback sex; we were both intent on me converting. If I was surprised, it was only that my conversion occurred rather quickly. Jake looks at over Ty’s ass, then back to me, “He know?”, he asks softly. I shake my head. A grin covers our faces. I know Ty is about to be fucked and bred with more unmedicated poz cum. I feel almost a little weird and twisted about trying to convert my own brother, but a dark part of me hopes the virus that’s in my cum takes him over the edge. I climb on the bed behind Ty, my breathe on his hole, “You ready for more babe?” He responded with a soft 'Yeah'. “Open it up for us," I instructed. Ty reaches behind himself with both hands and starts to pull his cheeks open. His hole is still wet with cum from me and Cody. He’s already taken two poz loads today. I blow on his hole and he reflexes a little and the I spit and lick at it, “fuck” comes out of his mouth in a slow moan. "Fuck," Jack muttered as he gazed at my little bro's wet hole. Ty rubs the spit into his hole and then I spit on him some more, "That hole needs to be wet." “I’m already wet Chris," , he says, “… please fuck me again”, I hear him. I look up at Jake with a huge smile, and he’s giving me his most devious grin that says, “Again, huh?”. Ty is fingering himself a little bit and working my spit into and around his ass. I know he’s horny and he can’t resist touching himself. Taking that as a cue that he wants it, I line up my poz dick with Ty's hot little hole. "You ready for this babe?", I ask. “This what you want?”, pressing against his hole teasing him, “You want poz dick in your ass?”. “OH fuck… fuck … fuck me Chris … please fuck me”, he responds from the pillows covering his face. Fucking Ty earlier I tried to be gentle at first. I loved the way his body tightened up, shook, spasmed, and then relaxed; his ass seemed to resist before suddenly giving in. Right now though, he’s been used, he’s wet and I’m just going to lay into him. I push forward plunging into my brother's ass. The thick head of my dick disappears into Ty inch after inch. Without a cock in my ass I can focus solely on using Ty to get me off. The sensations coming from my dick are amazing and if I hadn’t just unloaded a bit ago I’d worry I might blow this load too fast. I can already feel my dick leaking some of its venomous precum into him, and that perverted thought gives me a bit of a thrill. I get most of my poz dick into him and I can hear him grunting a little, but I’m not stopping until my balls are resting against his ass. I push just that extra bit harder to get it in all the way. Ty is twitching, and his stretched out asshole is tightly grabbing the base of my dick. I could feel him squeezing down on my cock, “Ahhh… fuck yeah, Ty. you want this?” "Fuck yeah," he answered, giving my dick an additional anal squeeze, just for emphasis. I was so wrapped up in breeding Ty that I’m completely ignoring Jake right now, but I feel like he’s ok just watching us, taking in brother on brother sex. Lowering my body on top of Ty's, it occurred to me that while Ty was young and twinkish, he wasn't tiny. Still I loved the undeniable fact that my build was overall taller and beefier than was his. In fact I'd say every part of me is a little wider or longer. “Why haven’t we done this before? He let that fucker Jeremy breed him, but he can get his HIV from his own brother now”, I say in my own head grunting and forcing my hips against Tyler’s tight ass as I think those thoughts. Fucking him, sharing a poz load with him, it feels so right. My cock feels like its buried in it's rightful home. Jake is standing close, slow jacking his cock, and occasionally rubbing my ass; I know he wants his turn at some new meat. I move my hands over Ty’s nipples and twist them just enough to get the requisite “Ahhhhhhh….”, out of him. I keep a constant rhythm of fucking him going but I stop supporting myself, laying almost completely on his back. I want him addicted to the feeling of sweat from my chest and the smell of stink from my pits. We live together, he’s seen me naked plenty and likely smelled my pits more than once. I want that smell to connect him to our sex. As I fuck him my strokes tug on his ass lips, as I withdraw, and then I dive back in pushing at his stretched hole. I sit back up and pull on Ty’s shoulders encouraging him to move up with me in a half twist; I use this opportunity to make out with him. My fucking motions slow as our tongues battle. I reach over to Jake pulling him in close and suddenly the three of us are locked in a three-way kiss. The kiss breaks and I push on Ty again, my arms are locked around his shoulders and arms as I ram my cock into him over and over as I announced “I wanna cum inside you so bad,” going in for another kiss with that announcement. I can feel every inch of my dick as it moves in and out of Ty. I position my mouth close to his ear, "You’ve got a fine ass, babe". My tongue traces over the lobe and then I bite down gently and a growling noise escapes me. I want this – I want my cum in his ass. My mouth moves to his neck. I bite down one more time, this time getting a groaning and noise from Ty. I look at Jake, “Give me your boxers," I instructed. A quizical look on his face, he stepped out of the room, returning immediately, his shorts in his hand. I reached for them, and promptly shoved Jake’s dirty boxers into Ty's noisy mouth. In this moment I pick up the pace a bit more on his ass. I’m holding on to his waste, pounding him hard, I know I’m about to dump a poz load in this ass and I want him to feel it. My strokes are short so I’m able to keep the majority of my dick buried in his butt. I want to deposit this load as far up inside my brother as possible. This will, hopefully, increase the change that if he isn’t poz yet, that this is the fuck from which he converts. Ty grunts around the boxers as I slam fuck his willing hole, slamming my poz dick in and out of him. As I grind and use Ty, I feel myself getting progressively louder. Dirty, filthy, twisted thoughts and ideas are coming to me as I bang my bro’s butt. "That's right Ty, take my dick. Fuck! Take my poz dick! Your hole is so tight, feels like it was made for pulling poz loads out of me”, he grunts, “ I bet you've been dreaming about taking this dick forever. Haven't you? Did you even think about your own brother breeding any when Cody was using this ass? Huh, Ty?", I ask, indignantly. Ty doesn’t really respond to me. I grab onto his hair and get real close to his ear again. I know he can feel my hot breath on his cheek, "Did you ever eat your own cum dreaming that it was mine?". “Fuck”, I hear Jake moaning as he watches me use Tyler. I’m completely lost in the moment of our sex. Ty finally nods from my prodding. We both know he’s done all of these things and probably more. With a sharp thrust I push my dick into Ty. I’m getting so close to cumming now. "Oh, fuck, … fuck … I'm gonna overflow that ass with poz cum Ty. Gonna breed you … gonna make up for lost time." Ty is thrusting his body back against mine. He’s arching his back to try to connect us and get that skin-on-skin feeling again. I’m leaning back but I can see what Ty is doing and I lean forward against him instead. Our hot, sticky skin slides against each other as my tight balls bang up against him. Ty groans. He spits out Jake's boxers and he’s pants now – loudly. "You gonna cum Ty? Do it.”, Ty is jacking his cock feverishly, “Get off on me fucking you, babe", I tell him. Ty's is racing back and forth, then I feel his hole tight even more and I know he’s dumping his load all over my bed. He clamps down on my cock, and I can see the waves of pleasure that are breaking over his body are augmented by my own grunts as I get closer and closer to delivering another load of charged seed to that ass. "Fuck… fuck… so close … I'm so fucking close Ty. Gonna cum … Where you want it?", I ask him. "Ahhh… ahhhh… All the way in … deep", he responds. I thrust deep inside of Ty. I bend forward licking one of his ears. "Here it comes… fuck… oh fuck.. It's gonna be a big load. Fuck!", I can barely think or speak. I can feel the cum welling up and I know Ty’s about to take all of it. Then I let out a long moan, grunting and shoving into Ty, with short, bone shaking thrusts. Ty can feel me pushing his whole body moving forward as my poz cock expands and stretches him to the limit, and then violently, my hot cum begins flowing into his gut. I know he can feel my hot breath on his neck as I hump my load into him, but I also hope he can feel my cum squirting into him. This the first of many poz loads he’s going to receive from me. I slowly pull out of Ty’s ass and he turns around to kiss me. We make out for a solid minute. Its at that moment I again realize I’ve forgotten Jake, and that he’s still in the room, and watching us intently. I can see some sweat on his body and his cock is hard as granite. I kiss Ty again, “Get back on all fours babe, Jake’s turn." Ty looks over at Jake, then at me, then he kisses me again and lays down in his own cum. He reaches back with his hands and pulls his cheeks apart exposed his hole. I can see some of my load leaking out of it, “Fuck … the little bitch wants it”, I hear Jake, “Yeah he does”, I respond. Jake leans down and uses his hands to pull Ty’s ass up like before, then he buries his tongue in it. “Ohhhhhhhh… ahhhhhhh… “, Ty groans as Jake makes out with Ty’s cum filled hole. I lean down to Jake’s ear, “Be right back”, but he ignores me. Jake is literally making out with Ty’s ass, trying to force his tongue inside. I return and just watch, like Jake did, as he teases and licks and eats at Ty’s well fucked hole. He finally pulls back, looking at it, his tongue hanging out of his mouth and lapping at his lips. I squeeze a little lube onto the toothbrush I brought back form the bathroom, “Let me in there for a moment”, I tell him. Jake moves. I kiss Ty’s hole and blow some cool air onto it again, and again he responds, “Ohhhhh ohhh… fuck… fuck me”. I don’t answer him and instead start using the brush to tease and tickle his ass, his hips jump, “ahhhhh” as the brush rubs roughly against his skin. “Hold on to him”, I tell Jake. Jake just looks at me, we haven’t used any toys in our sex play and the toothbrush I guess seems odd to him. I lightly brush back and forth against Ty’s hole, up and down, trying to get him used to the feeling. He’s moaning, he isn’t telling me to stop, so I start pushing the tip of the brush with increasing pressure until the head disappears in his hole. I read in a few places about guys using a toothbrush to make it more likely that poz cum will infect a bottom. I pushed in deeper slowly, not wanting to hurt him. After I get a few inches of the brush in I stop. Tyler is panting and moaning but he doesn’t appear to be in pain. Jake moves down the bed to face Ty and they start making out. I use that as my cue to keep going with the brush. I begin slowly then adding more and more agitation until I’m brushing the insides of his ass back and forth with a nice, steady motion. Then it occurs to me that I mean for Ty to convert today – I’m infecting my own brother with HIV. Whenever any other man fucks him he’ll always know this is the day he converted. The brushing keeps up for a few minutes and I slowly work it back out. The bristles are a deep red, I hope I haven’t injured him permanently, but he’s still making out with Jake and doesn’t seem in pain. I look down at Jake, and he looks at me, he knows its time for him to breed my brother.

Yes, It was really happening. I just made sure so I reached out and squeezed both throbbing cocks in my hands and then sat back on the couch admiring what was next to me. Without being asked I got down on my hands and knees naked releasing the towel and started first licking and then sucking each cock while I jerked off the other cock back and forth. John then raised me up and took me into the bathroom where he had me shower and clean out with the hose on the wall. It took three times to completely clean out until John was satisfied that I was indeed clean. John retrieved my towel from the living room and dried me off from top to bottom before leading me back into the living room with more drinks that Paulo had brought in, this time laced with more G although I did not know it. After drinks and toasts to friendship, etc our drinks were don and I got back down on my knees ready to suck more cock. John reached forward on the coffee table as I watched and took a glass pipe and filled it with shards of tina that was in a clear Hefty ziplock bag. The bag was really full so I knew we were in for it. I had not noticed the bag or the pipe there before but Paulo said he had just brought it out. John proceeded to stuff the pipe full before turning on the torch, I had smoked the the pipe a few times before with friends but never thought the pipe had ever been that full. John then placed the pipe between his lips, turning the lighter from side to side, waiting patiently for the smoke to boil inside. I watched but since I love to suck, I continued to suck both their cocks as they then passed the pipe between them. Neither one showed any signs of shrinkage to my relief. John finally tapped me on the head to get me to focus attention solely on him and took a very deep toke on the pipe, reached down and pulled my face to his, and shotgunned into my mouth. Back and forth a few time with each time ending in a deep throat kiss before releasing what was left of the smoke. Paulo did not let me down either as he repeated John's steps and started to finger my horny ass too with a little of the tina dust on the table as I felt the familiar burn. It was turning me on, but I wasn't feeling a lot of the buzz. Maybe it was the g or that I was not sucking on the pipe myself. Anyway, a sure sign that I am getting into it is that my cock shrinks down to nothing and it was still there. I think both John and Paulo both realized my frustration and decided to try another tactic. They both helped me to get me up off my knees and took me to the bedroom for a little distraction. On the big king sized bed they had laid out some gear for me to wear for the playroom. They helped me on with the harness, a great pair of boots, a vest, a silver metallic jock as my cock did not figure into their plans anyway, wristbands, gloves, shiny sunglasses, and a biker hat. They brought out their cellphones to get some great pics of all of us together and separate in front of the dresser mirror. Lots and lots of pictures but all rated PG I guess, definitely not the pictures I would want taken but I was all for whatever we were doing. John then told me to get up on the bed doggystyle, now we are cooking, and pulled me to the end of the bed with my hairy ass hanging out over the end of the mattress. I started to wiggle my ass in anticipation fo whatever was to come. Paulo knelt down behind me and began to rim my ass with his tongue. It felt so good that I started to relax more and more and put my head down forward on the bed. John left the room and brought the pipe in from the living room. I was surprised to find it was well loaded again and he did not seem to be gone long enough to do that. After getting the pipe started with the torch, John took the first toke and told me to look up at him. I thought we were shotgunning again, but he put the end in my mouth and told me to inhale the smoke and hold it deep for 10 seconds as he continued to heat up the bowl. He repeated this over and over in my doggystyle stance about 10 times while Paulo continued to rim my ass. I finally reached back to spread my ass out further and dropped the pipe on the bed. At this point, John realized that I was ready to play. Just to be sure, John had me sit up and smoke the rest of the pipe out before leading me thru the bathroom to the playroom where Paulo was then waiting for us. The tv was playing more bareback sling porn and the computer was now on. John led me to the sling and helped me in and brought the cellphone out again. These were the pictures i was waiting for... (more to cum)

Last night a str8 guy posted on Craigslist that he was staying at a hotel, not far from my home and wanted a guy to come to his room to blow him. His ad said he was 45, married, white, businessman. I sent him a reply to his ad with some pics of me sucking dick. He replied back that he was in Las Vegas on business at an airport hotel. He said the room would be dark. The door unlocked. Just come in, find him sitting on the edge of the bed. Drop to my knees and blow him. He cums, I go. No chat. No reciprocation on his part. I told him that sounded great. He sent me his hotel name and room number and I was quickly on my way to blow him. Just as he said, his door at the Hampton Inn was cracked open. I entered his room. Momentarily, when I came through the door, the hall lights gave enough light that I could just faintly see him sitting on the edge of the bed. He was tall, thin, muscular, hairy and naked. But, I couldn't see any details like his face. I closed the door and walked over to him on the bed. I dropped to my knees and took several deep hits of poppers. Then leaned forward and began to suck his partially hard cock. He had a respectable 6"s, cut. As I sucked on his cock, it began to grow in my mouth. Soon growing to about 7"s. He then laid back on the bed and I began to lick his balls and underneath his balls. Then I lifted his legs and licked his asshole. He was silent, but I could tell he liked it. He was spreading his ass cheeks with his hands to give me more access to his hole. So I could get my tongue deep, up inside him. I rimmed his ass for about 5 minutes. Then went back to sucking his cock. He was now leaking precum. Very sweet tasting. As I was sucking him, he sat up and leaned over me. Sliding his hand down the back of my pants. Finding my asshole, he fingered it. Great! He was up for fucking! Without asking if he wanted to fuck me, I stood and took off my pants, my briefs and my shirt. I was now naked. I knelt on the edge of the bed next to him. He got off the bed and stood behind me. I spit on my fingers and lubed my ass with my spit. He spit on his cock and put his rock hard cock up to my hole. He slowly pushed into me. I'm sniffing poppers as he slides in me and then begins to pump his cock in and out of my hole. He's obviously turned on. He pounds me hard and deep for only about 3 or 4 minutes, before he groans and shakes. He's emptying his balls in my ass. As soon as he cums, he pulls from me and goes into the bathroom. Closing the door to the bathroom before he turned on the bathroom light. I climb off the bed, his cum dripping from my hole and I dress in the dark. I leave his room before he ever comes back from the bathroom. I never got a good look at his face. But loved the anonymous encounter with the str8 visitor.

Chatted with a guy from Craigslist last night and agreed to meet him in his hotel room after I got off work. He was just in town overnight and was looking for some head and maybe fuck. I arrived at hotel and emailed him I was there. He gave room number and told me room would be in bed, room would be dark and I was to come in, strip and start sucking his dick. Room was dark, no tv on, just the radio. Could not see anything of him or what he looked like. His uncut dick fit good in my mouth. Sucked him till he was close and I could really taste his precum. He told me to stop and turn around on the bed and face the wall on all 4s. He fingered my hole with spit, shove his dick in and proceeded to pound me deep. He didn't last long, he grunted and went balls deep and pumped a load in my ass. He pulled out and went to bathroom, I dressed as my hole was dripping cum and left. Totally anonymous plus strangers cum in me equals one hot fuck.

Point Break - Part 2: Hotel Hoe Down : 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 shades of darkness, and then he spoke, “Good slut. You want some more breeder dick? Fucking white bitch twitch.” My trip to NYC was going great so far. I had checked in, taken some anonymous dick in my room when this superior BBC master I had chatted with sent his buddy to ‘inspect me’. I got bred and fucked good, then was told to go up to the 17th floor, where, amidst the debris and chaos of the floor renovation, the BBC, or shadow man since I had not seen his face, got me high on a crack pipe then pounded the fucking living daylights out of my ass. I WONDER WHAT ELSE HE HAD PLANNED FOR ME? “You want some more rock?” the shadow man asked. I was relishing the heat radiating from my ass, picturing his AIDS nutt burrowing like the great worms of Dune through my intestinal wall. I got up onto my knees and replied, “Yeah, sure.” Shadow man stepped forward, his POZ dick so close, his face darker than a summer storm when he reached down and cuffed me good, “Try that again hoe - that’s no way to address your superior black master especially after he just gifted you. So, if you trying to be that drugged-up-pussy-slut, how do you think you respond - huh?” I hung my head, “YES SIR - MASTER SIR - ANYTHING YOU SAY - WANT ME TO DO. I’LL DO IT. YES SIR MASTER.” He chuckled, “Fucking dick hungry white cunts. That’s better. You learn quick. Good thing because me and my homies plan to seed that manhole. Show you how big and filthy and nasty the Big Apple sewer rats are. Fill you with gutta-snipe dick, infected jizz, sling that dope in your lungs and veins, and make you O.D. every which way imaginable.” Hell yeah! I was still trying to process each part of what he had just said when shadow man stepped out of my line of vision, went behind me, grabbed the plastic sheeting, then I heard him cut into it with a knife or some other instrument. He walked up behind me, rested his still hard dick on my right shoulder and I about broke my neck trying to twist it so I could touch him with my tongue. He lowered a big slice of plastic construction sheeting down in front of my face, moved his hands in unison towards the back of my head and said, “Reach up and grab it in the back right where my hand is at.” I lifted my left hand and grabbed the stiff, slick, plastic. Shadow man was behind me and I heard RRRRIIIIPPPPP. “Stay fucking still and don’t worry. Won’t have you falling out on me just yet, but if you real good got a buddy who will choke you out just as he slams his monster dick in to breed you - you won’t fucking believe how that feels. Anyways, going to tape this shit up, wrap you up like a bag of medical waste and will then cut a hole flap for your mouth/nose in a minute so you can take the pipe, wet the dick, swallow the piss, and whatever the else I fucking decide to stuff your gullet with. What do you say fag boy?” Even through the plastic now covering my face he could clearly hear my reply, “YES SIR - MASTER SIR - ANYTHING YOU SAY - WANT ME TO DO. I’LL DO IT. YES SIR MASTER.” Having wrapped my head in plastic and duct tape like a mummy, shadow man then stood in front of me and said, “You better not flinch, otherwise you can play the Joker in the next Batman movie.” He gripped the plastic between his fingers and slowly sliced into it making a diagonal line left to right from just about my left nostril down to the right corner of my mouth, then reversed the process so the plastic had a big X cut into it. He shoved two fingers through the hole. I opened my mouth; he scraped up my gums and cheeks a bit as I spread my jaw wider and wider. “Yeah, that’ll do,” he proclaimed. Shadow man stepped away, “Aiight, open that air hole up so you can hit this big rock. You ain’t no baby bird no more so I want to see a true fucking rock star you hear me? Suck that shit up; hold it deep, I want you to tweak the fuck out. You are going to give up control one way or the other - willingly or not - I don’t give a fuck which and before we’re done you’ll be begging to have me slut you to the NYPD mounted patrol so that hoe pussy can get filled with 4-legged horse dick.” CLICK - the lighter caught, the rock hissed as it sparked, the cool glass quickly warmed up between my lips and I almost flinched and pulled away as the flame felt awful close to my face, but I held steady. “Good bitch - good bitch. Take that smoke,” my superior BBC master said. Over and over, back to back, I hit the pipe and was getting fidgety as hell. He then stepped away, I could hear him inhaling, exhaling, could smell the rank particles filling the air. “We all good - come on now. The homies are waiting,” he said. I stood up, let him turn me around, and reached back to try to find his hard shaft and grabbed on. “Dick hungry hoe huh? Tell me faggot hoe how you going to make this superior black man proud tonight?” I spit the words out quicker than Vanilla Ice, “Fuck me master. As much as you want - as many guys as you want - whore me out - drug me up - no limits MASTER - just infect me, POZ me, fill me with dirty dick, seed, dick...of Jesus I’m kinda fucked up. Um...make me take your piss, slap me, choke me, spank me, um...fuck me - oh wait I said that. Use your toothbrush on me MASTER - my mouth and ass - um...pussy cunt. Manhole.” Shadow man laughed, slapped my ass cheeks hard, grabbed my hips then slammed his raw dick back in with no warning as he filled me, “Fuck yeah white bitch twitch. All that and more and that’s just the beginning. I got a whole lotta R&B planned for you. Rob you and beat you - rape you and breed you - rim you and bang you - rip you up and bust you out. I may O.D. you just to watch you shake, sweat, puke, shit, and hallucinate until you think you at fucking Coney Island before I put that pipe back to those lips and set you right just so I can edge you back out all over again with one fucked up trip after another.” My mind reeled as he roughly grabbed my wrists, pulled my arms behind my back and twisted, “And that’s just tonight.” I groaned as he slid his BBC out of my hungry ass, and shook with need for the pleasures that awaited me down the rabbit hole. “Come on” he said as he pushed me forward, “I’m just walking you down the hall. I got you. Don’t worry. You won’t fall or shit. Homies are waiting.” He paused, slammed me face up against the door jam, drove his dick back in me, and snarled, “Nothing gets my POZ nutts churning that boy cunt butter like watching my home boys use a hoe bitch - totally anonymous - on the DL. Big dicks one and all. Rough trade shit - and each and every motha-fuckin one has AIDs or some sketchy shit to breed in that puss puss. They’ll be fighting, drinking, drugging, and whoring - you being the whore. What? Don’t fuckin worry about where we going. Jesus. I can see we need to keep that mouth stuffed. OK - you saw all the construction shit up here? Well a couple years back some folks from China or some shit bought the place. Thought we were going to be the next big thing, so they decided to tear shit up. Make it all high end. Well, what they didn’t realize is folks with that kind of cash don’t come to this part of town. Nothing here. So shit tanked - new owners, whatever. Anyways, things got left as they are with no money or plans in the future to fix it. So, I use it for my needs - to breed and POZ dumb fucks like you, and more. Just down the hall is the only room they done up - a suite - or what would have been a new suite. It was a model of how they thought the whole place would look. Come on now. Enough yapping.” I let the superior BBC master guide me through the debris, down the hall until he stopped, “OK, let’s do another rock real quick like. Huff it up like you having a baby - an AIDs baby - my baby - you about to give birth so suck that smoke good.” This time the smoke scalded my windpipe and lungs going down and coming up - it was like inhaling acid! Satisfied, he rapped on the door - paused - rapped twice real fast - paused, then again. Nothing. I could hear him slide his key card in and the door caught as he opened it, “GOD DAMN IT MUTHA-FUCKAS. WHY THE HELL DID YOU LOCK THE DOOR? COME ON NOW AND LET ME IN - I GOT TONIGHT’S PINK PUSSY TREAT AND THE HOE IS ALL LOOSEY-GOOSEY.” The door lock was flipped back; a wave of voices, smells, and other noises permeated the plastic wrapped around my head. “Where’s that tin foil - don’t fuckin burn it through man - hell! Who got a fresh needle? Man I hope that puta gets here soon - I need to piss something fierce. Yo - who snagged by box of rocks? Motha-fuckas better step up! You dealing or what man? Come on now. The bet is good.” Almost as one all the voices hushed like the Pope had just entered the room. Through the opaque plastic I could make out just general shades of darkness, light, movement and the bright areas in front of me filled into dark voids and multiple men gathered round - how many I had no idea. I was turning my head side to side like a hooded falcon on an Arabian prince’s arm. Shadow man spoke up, “Hey, hey HEY! Jesus it’s like running a God-damn day care sometimes with you all. Listen up. So far, this hoe has done good - real good. But - and you know what I mean when I say but - the faggot gurl still has some proving to do. So, I need to go down to the restaurant and fix some shit real quick. In the meantime - HEY HEY HEY fuckin shut up! In the meantime, just stick to the pipe for now but no limits on the man cunt aiight? I already marked that pussy good so POZ it up, bloody it up, beat it up, what the fuck ever I don’t care.” My BBC master let go of my arm, voices were raised, hands grabbed me, and before I could barely take a breath I was bent over with some uncut, slimy dick fucking my mouth while a toilet paper roll sized one fucked my ass. The voices started again… “Yo, pull off that mouth - let me share this spark - come on now, take the pipe - suck it up, yeah bitch - yeah! Fucking wet pussy right here guys - fucking wet - sloppy - fuck that’s good - already dropped some cum - who’s next? Back off nicca! You and those fucking toys - no way man! We only using this hoe for dick - dick dick dick. Need me to say it again? Why does Carlos always try lifting them ankles up when he sees my big black dick swinging? You going all gurly on us Carlos? Or you going to do some baby momma making? HA! Come open that mouth and lick my fuckin drip! Get ready for this Superman dick! Wait no - Iron Man - yeah my shit’s brick hard - oh fuck - wait - Thor dick - with my war hammer! You dumb ass - Thor’s white! He needs this Black Panther Dick prison fuck down. Let me climb up in that hole and show you what’s what. Skeet skeet - take them babies in that fag cunt! Swallow - don’t fuckin dribble! That’s some good piss right yo! Hey - who can film this shit - look at them ass lips stretch for my monster! Fucking-eh niccas, homie got us a true freak sub! Look at that shim’s cunt pulse after I brushed it good - all bloody and ready for my POZ load - fuck yeah!” On and on it went as one after another of the dudes gave me the smoke, gave me the pipe, gave me their manly juices from spit, to piss, to nutt and more nutt. Like shadow man said, there was plenty of fighting and shit and I was not the only one who was going to leave that room with bruises. I was on my back on the couch; my legs lifted high and up so the top fucking me could dig in deep. His dark image a blur through the plastic homemade hoodie as he pounded and with each thrust he worked to fill my mouth with his spit as he practiced lobbing chunks at my open, eager air hole. Someone sat down on the couch to the right, patted my head, and said, “Well, well, well. I see the hoe’s found what that pussy needed.” It was shadow man. “Remember I said I got a buddy who will choke you out as he breeds you? He just rolled in from the clubs and is horny as shit, so as soon as my boy here gets his nutt, you are going on a new trip.” While shadow man sat with his hand on the couch beside mine, his buddy finished his business and dumped some more cum in my raw ass. “Come on,” shadow man said as he helped me stand up. I was a bit dizzy, my legs cramped, cum and ass juice were running down my legs. He pushed/steered me away from the din of his homies’ voices, into another room, and shut the door, then said, “My boy is a gully gangsta nicca who goes hard. He’s an extreme motha-fucka, but knows his shit; so don’t be tripping over it. Enjoy the fucking ride. Here, sit on the toilet, let your guts release whatever the hell you got stored up in there - you ain’t U-Haul - then we’ll dab you out with some hoe tampons, make you nice and dry so you’ll feel it good when he takes you.” I had my eyes closed behind the plastic hood over my head. Not sure why, maybe just my body’s way of trying to reset, relax, and let flow what needed to flow. Have you ever tried to wipe your ass without being able to see? I had to laugh at my attempts, but shadow man stood me up, dabbed me dry, and inspected me to make sure I was good. He flushed and closed the lid then had me sit back down. “Can I hit the pipe?” I asked. He just laughed, walked away, the door closed, I was alone - or so I thought. CLICK - - - HISS - CLICK - - - HISS - echoed from the far corner. I tilted my head, turned, and for the first time saw the darkness of a large monster hiding in the corner with a long flame spitting up to burn his smoke. I didn’t dare move, or speak. CLICK - - - HISS - CLICK - - - HISS - and then the flame died, the monster moved, and his darkness filled the void. “Stand the fuck up, bend over, and show me that cunt,” the monster growled. His claws dug into my tender, used, flesh hole, then he spun me around and I could imagine his incisors long, and sharp, ready to rend my flesh apart. His face was inches from mine, his breath hot on the bits of skin that showed through the cut in the plastic hood. He reeked of smoke, liquor, and more. My wrists were grabbed hard, my hands raised and set against his bearded, square-jawed head, “Feel my face - run your fingers on my grill - hmmm - make those memories of your executioner - imagine in your mind the roughest thug nicca you can, times that shit by 10, and still you be bowing at my feet as the scrap of worthless hoe flesh you are.” I was turned around and a beast dick pressed at my hole. “This that grown man dick that none these youngins can give you,” the monster promised. Cold steel then pressed against my skin as he slid a knife between the plastic hood and my lower neck. Gently he edged up, got a finger underneath, and made small saw cuts creating a flap in the back. I thought he was going to take the plastic hood off me, but instead, he wound layers of duct tape around my forehead and over my eyes and bridge of my nose, securing the plastic in place on my head and cutting off what little light remained in my world. My chest heaved in and out as my adrenaline kicked in, but I held myself steady against the bath vanity. The knife was laid on the counter as this BBC monster slid his open hands up my spine, parted to the right and left sides of my neck, and then with practiced ease interlocked his muscled hands around my throat. He began tapping his right index finger against the spot on my neck where my carotid artery pulsed and fluttered like he was setting his own body’s clock and rhythm to mine. He pressed his body closer and I could feel his stiff dick at my asshole. He set his head against mine, his face by my left ear - closer still and he was ready. “Usually I got to pay to have a knock out thot delivered cause I’m not going down again on no rape charge, but while you are free, you sure the fuck not willing!” The monster slammed his mutant dick into me dry and I yelped in pain, and his grip tightened, “Feel your god’s hands around that throat squeezing your life out - feel your god’s dick in your ass, filling you with my AIDs death. Prep won’t do you no good. My shit is totally med resistant and toxic and now I can add another tear drop tattoo to my face, and…” I was out. My eyes fluttered. I felt the heavy weight of the ocean on me like I was a sub that had been torpedoed and begun to sink, but slowly started to find my way back to the surface, back to the light, bobbing once more upon the waves. I was still bent over the vanity - well slumped - with the monster’s claws digging into my neck as he ravaged my now, wet hole with his breeding stick. I fought to stand up straight, to feel him go deeper, and he growled his approval. I grabbed his powerful forearms as he mauled me and scratched and slapped and scrabbled as the monster invaded my flesh and secured me in its death grip. “FUCKING CUNT TAKE THIS NICCA DICK - RAPE THE FUCK OUTTA YOU! GOD DAMN PUSSY FAGGOT - FEEL MY 11-INCHES RIP YOU A NEW ASS HOLE - INFECT THE FUCK OUTTA YOU! BEAT YOU TO DEATH FROM THE INSIDE OUT! POZZING YOU FUCKING BITCH - POZZING YOU GOOD - PO….” and I was out again as he squeezed my neck full force. There was an incessant pounding in my head - no on my head and why was it so fucking loud? My eyes took a quick peek, closed, reopened, and then closed again. Quit fucking slapping me! Well that’s what I thought, but not a sound came out of my mouth. I groaned. Shadow man’s voice loomed over me, “Come on back now - there you go - he’s a fucking pro but some bitches take longer to come back around than others and guess you’re one of the slow ones.” I moaned again, someone rolled me onto my right side, my ass was pried apart, “JESUS FUCKING CHRIST LOOK AT THAT - CRAZY NICCA TORE THAT SHIT UP!” someone said, followed by, “LET ME CLIMB ON THAT SHIT - SCOPE IT GOOD.” Shadow man rolled me back over, “Fucking wait a minute bro, fuck. Come on, help me sit him up a sec, here, drink this, it’s just water, drink it all. There you. Feeling better huh? Yeah you are.” I was on a bed, well a mattress as there were no sheets or anything. I turned my head left then right, dark demons shifted in and out of the light and I reached up to touch my sore neck and throat. Appeared shadow man had rebuilt my plastic hood as the duct tape was gone off my eyes, the cut in the back repaired, and once again I was just an anonymous cum dump for whatever dick needed a hole. Shadow man spoke again, “I need you to scoot up a little - you OK - there you go - now get on your hands and knees - now feel my dick - OK back up, back up, fuck yeah that feel good? I know it does. You’re such a fucking cock slut! Now I’m going to lay back and want you to come with me - just roll back, keep my dick in you, and lie on top of me - yeah just like that. Yeah I know that pussy’s hurting, but we’re about to take care of that real good - real fucking good.” My ass was on fire, and my whole abdomen hurt, it hurt to even breath, but shadow man wrapped his arms around my chest, held me tight to his warm body, and continued to monitor my temp with his BBC buried to the hilt in my swollen ass. My superior BBC master provided the commentary to fill me in on what was happening now, “TIME TO GET YOU POINTED OUT. EVER TAKEN CRYSTAL THROUGH A NEEDLE? HEROIN? ANYTHING? OH DAMN - A VIRGIN! SHIT - WELL NOT FOR ANY LONGER. MY HOMIE HERE IS ABOUT TO WRAP A RED CANVAS BELT AROUND YOUR RIGHT BICEP. FEEL THAT TUGGING TIGHT? OK, NOW HE HELD THE SYRINGE UP TO HIS MOUTH, PUT THE ORANGE CAP BETWEEN HIS JACKED UP TEETH - REALLY MAN YOU NEED A GRILL OR SOME SHIT TO COVER THAT FREAKNESS UP. ANYWAYS, HE’S GOT THE CAP IN HIS TEETH AND IS NOW CHECKING THE SYRINGE. THE SYRINGE HAS A BIG METAL RING ON THE END, LIKE A GRENADE PIN YOU KNOW? HE’S GOT HIS FINGER THROUGH THAT AND - WAIT - OK - NOW YOU’LL FEEL HIM TAP YOUR RIGHT ARM. WHAT’S HE DOING? HE’S LOOKING FOR A VEIN. A VEIN HE CAN INJECT YOU IN. THIS AINT’ NO KIDDIE MEDICINE YOU GET SQUIRTED IN YOUR MOUTH. THIS IS TURN-YOU-INTO-A-SEX-SLAVE SHIT COCKTAIL. YOU DON’T THINK I MAKE A LIVING WORKING AT THIS HOTEL DO YOU? FUCK JESUS - THANK GOD FOR NAIVE FAG PUSSY LIKE YOU. OK - CHRIST YOU GOT SOME GOOD VEINS - WE’LL SEE HOW LONG THOSE LAST. OK, HE’S DOUBLE CHECKING THE SYRINGE, LITTLE SQUIRT, NOW JUST BY YOUR ELBOW CREASE YOU WILL FEEL A LITTLE PRICK - JUST A LITTLE - THEN MAYBE SOME COOLNESS. FEEL THAT? HE’S FILLED YOUR VEIN UP GOOD. NOW GET READY - HERE COMES THE FUCKING RUSH - WHEN HE PULLS THE BELT OFF YOU’LL WANT TO COUGH, THAT’S OK, JUST LET IT OUT, I GOT YOU.” Everything then happened so fast. The belt came off my arm, my body went extra dimensional, I got so fucking hot - voices were crashing around inside my head. What the fuck did you give me?” I managed to blurt, “I want to go back to my room. Take me to my room, I…I don’t like this...I…” 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. Once again my arm was tapped as one of the anonymous breeders prepared to infect my ass and veins. In a brief moment of clarity I wondered, “This was only my first night. What would day two be like?” (*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!)

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!)

1990 My senior year of college was great. I was only taking a few classes I needed to complete my degree. I was also finally living alone after too many years of annoying roommates. I stayed up late, woke up at noon and went to a couple of classes that were super easy. Sociology was my favorite because it was taught by a grad student who only gave tests randomly and usually from material right out of the textbook. I don't remember much about the subject of sociology except that religion was invented to keep people from misbehaving. Made sense. The other thing I remember is the huge, old building the class was held in. Armor Hall was seven stories tall and really needed to be updated, All the fixtures were old and probably hadn't been replaced since the 60's. The there were restrooms on every floor -- men's on one end and women's on the other. I got such a sexy feeling from them. I knew I was gay and I'd read enough graffiti in bathrooms to know that gay stuff happened in the stalls. These particular restrooms seemed perfect for nasty stuff. I used to go to Armor Hall at night just to go to all the restrooms and read any new graffiti that might have been left that day. There wasn't much, but I got so horny just by searching. One fateful night I even got up the nerve to go there with a pen in my back pocket. There were no evening classes and the emptiness of the place gave me the courage to go the 4th floor restroom and leave some graffiti of my own. Middle stall. Want a blow job? I will do it. Leave a time and meet me here (nights only) I didn't even consider the fact that I would be setting myself up to be caught by campus cops. I just did it. I went home and barely slept a wink that night because I kept conjuring so many dick-sucking fantasies in my head. I kept checking to see if anybody had responded. For night after night. Finally, someone did. I would like you to do this for me if you're young and good looking. Dec. 12th 9:30 pm Oh God! That was only a little over 48 hours from now! Still, t was just too much time to overthink it or talk myself out of going through with it. I had so many possible scenarios playing out in my brain. The next day, I got scared. AIDS was a real thing and I didn't want to get it. I had no idea if sucking an HIV cock would make me sick. And what if the guy wanted to fuck me? Could I handle that? I had doubts. So i drove to the mega drugstore nearby and bought condoms. As much as I craved the taste of dick, I wanted to be as safe as possible. I also bought a tube of KY Jelly in case my first fuck were to happen. Since I lived so close to campus, I figured we'd just take a short walk to my place if the guy wanted sex. Less than 36 hours to go. On the night of my "date" with a stranger, I got even more worried. What if someone walked in while I was sucking-off some guy. We'd have to come back to my place or I wouldn't do anything. I left the condoms and jelly on my nightstand. At 8:45. I walked to the building. It was bitterly cold that night. I wore my heaviest coat and slung my book bag over my shoulder...thinking I could always pretend I was there to study or read or something. I was shaking and my legs didn't seem to be working all that well. Oh God, oh God oh God. I almost turned back a few times but suddenly I was there. The possibility of nobody showing up also occurred to me. Maybe that would be for the best. I climbed the dark stairwell to the fourth floor, but couldn't make myself go any further. Maybe the thrill of the last few days was enough. If I left and went home now, the fantasies could continue and a fantasies couldn't give me a virus. I aborted the mission and headed back down the stairs. I was pretty sure I was doing the right thing. As I was leaving the building, I saw a large black guy in a red ski jacket came in. He was athletic-looking, handsome and had a neatly trimmed fro. We made eye contact for a second and I knew it was my "date". I made myself have no expression and just kept walking. I stopped at the sidewalk and rethought the situation. In all my dreamed-up scenarios, I had never thought of a black man. I wasn't racist or anything, it was just that most of the fantasy guys I imagined were white, hairy Paul Bunyan-types. I was thrown for a loop. I was sure he'd there by now. If I went home now, I may miss out on something great. And my dick was so hard. I decided to go back. As I entered the restroom, I saw his giant sneakers beneath the door of the middle stall. Yep. It was 9:31 and this was definitely the guy who wanted a blow job. What now? I hefted my book bag on a shelf beneath the mirror and washed my hands. I finished, but still had no idea how to proceed. I washed my hands again. About that time, the door to the stall cracked opened with a creak. An invitation. I had to do this. I HAD to. I opened the door a few inches. "Come on in". Sexy voice. I opened the door completely and saw my date beating off his enormous ebony cock through the fly of his jeans. "H-Hi. I'm Simon". "You look 15 years old, Simon. Cute, though. Bend down here and get a closer look". "I live really close to here -- why don't we go there?" "In time. In time. For now, though, I want you to get down on your knees and talk to this dick". I wasn't exactly sure what he meant by that, but I knew he wanted my mouth ... here and now. So I knelt and got my face just a fraction of an inch from the shiny brown helmet with its wet piss slit. I swear I could feel heat coming from it. "Just smell it for a second and tell it what you need". I inhaled. It was a mixture of soap and musk that made me almost shoot in my underwear. He told me again to talk to it, but what was I supposed to say. I opened my mouth to say something, anything. He then pushed my head down and put that glorious cock in my mouth. Heaven. The taste was better than I could have ever imagined. He kept pushing my head down farther until it hit my throat. "Oh that's nice! Keep going as far as you can!" I tried my best, but he didn't seem satisfied with how little of it I could take. He stood up, unbuckled his belt and let his jeans drop to the floor. He kept jabbing it in and out over my lips, faster and faster". "I'm cumming, man". I should have pulled away, but his giant hands were wrapped around the back of my head. I had to take it. He shot what felt like a whole pint of heavy cream down my throat. I shot my own load in my underwear just a few seconds later. It was over. "Give a minute here, Simon. Then we'll go to your place. Got roommates?" "No. It's just me". "Lucky!" I wanted him to come home with me so this could happen again. I would like to do this every day of my life! We went out into the cold, cold night and made just a little bit of conversation. "I'm Jay, by the way. You never done this before have you?" "No, Have you?" "Little dude, I have done it ALL. With men and women. Ever go down to River Park? I've been going there since I was a freshmen. This dick is always hard and I like everything". "Cool". Back at my place, Jay took off his coat and went straight to my bedroom. Once there, he stripped completely and lied down on my little twin bed. He turned on the bedside lamp...which just so happened to be on the nightstand where I'd left the box of condoms and the KY. "Oh. It's good to see you were prepared for anything. I would have fucked your little ass right there in the bathroom, but this will be better". I could taste his cum in my mouth, but was already rock hard again. And so was he. Goddamn! That dick was enormous! I took off my clothes as well and stood at the end of the bed, just admiring his perfect nude body. "Oh shit, Simon. I forget to take my socks off. Can you help me out?" Absolutely! I pulled the white socks off of his long, wide feet and tossed them on the floor. Who knows why, but I immediately started sucking on his toes. "Oh Shit! Yes! Keep that up!" I was sucking his toes and his soles and thought I might cum again. "OK. Now just massage my feet and I'll try to get one of these rubbers on. He tore open the box and heard him unwrap one of them. "It's a tight fit, but I got it on. But this KY shit is useless. I got some Vaseline in my coat pocket. Go get it". I retrieved it and handed it to him. He started lubing up his latex-covered erection and instructed me to sit on his hardness. I awkwardly lowered myself down on his dick. He managed to get the wide head in, but I had to get up. Pain! I wanted to back to just giving him a blow job, "Let's try something else. Lie on your back and we'll do this like a honeymoon couple". I did. He stood over me and started putting on more Vaseline. He stroked vigorously. "Uh oh. Look, Simon". The condom had shred and his fat dick head was poking nakedly out of the end. "Told you these were too small". I figured that the night was over, but Jay lied on top of me and worked my legs apart. "Wait. No! Don't.." "Sshhh. It will be fine". He thrust forward and I felt my body split in half. I couldn't even catch my breath to scream. He kept going and going. The penetration was deep and touched my inner organs. He couldn't stop and wouldn't listen to the protests I managed to squeak out. He needed to cum and kept going until he finally shot the second load. He kissed me long and hard and then rolled off of my wrecked body. Everything hurt. My little bed was crowded with his big, sleeping body. After Winter break, he was a regular visitor. We did everything you can imagine. We learned I was very good at eating his ass so that became a frequent activity. We never bothered with condoms anymore. He was pure lust at all times, but he was wearing me out. I was exhausted by all the sex and eventually came down with the flu just a few weeks before midterms. Where is he now? Somewhere inside of me.

CHAPTER 6 The door swung open and I was greeted by the familiar face of the guy from the bathroom. "Here he is! I'm glad you came." He said as I stepped inside. His boyfriend was sitting on the couch, stroking his cock through his boxers. "I'm Brian & that's my boyfriend Tyler" he said, nodding to the guy on the couch who smiled at me. "Um hi guys...I'm Jeff", I managed to croak out, my voice so dry & nervous. "Hey Jeff, no need to be nervous, we're all friends here!" Brian said. "Or at least, we will be soon..... Can I get you a drink?" "Just some water's fine thanks" "So, your wife know you're a sickening faggot?" Brian asked me as he came back from the kitchen, handing over the glass. "Oh, I'm not gay." I quickly replied (I wasn't, was I?) "How long have you been sucking cock then?" "I'd never done it before coming here" "Who's the lucky guy then? Some random hookup here?" "Um....no" I could feel myself blushing. "It's my brother in law" "Holy shit!" Tyler exclaimed. "That's so fucking sick, I love it" I could tell even through his boxers that his cock was gonna be massive. "Tell you what, you still seem uncomfortable" Brian said "How about we all get naked, maybe that'll relax you a bit more?" "I've been waiting so long for you to say that!" Tyler peeled off his tight singlet, his body looked like it was made out of granite! "I'll leave my boxers on though, I want my new friend to have a surprise" I took my running singlet off & shyly removed my shorts, feeling very intimidated - I could see almost all of Tyler's body and as Brian started to take his clothes off, he was gonna be well-built too. I quickly did the sums in my head. I figured they wanted a threesome, maybe if I sucked Tyler off only Brian would fuck me? Brian's thickening cock was roughly the same size as Mike's so it was gonna hurt but it'd be nothing compared to Tyler's! I walked over & knelt in front of Tyler "Damn, you white boys always make a beeline for my cock don'tcha?" I wanted to get him out of the way first but I had to admit I was curious. Kneeling down in front of him, he almost looked like a god. "Take it out boy, you know you want to". My hand slipped into his boxers & felt his hot, hard cock. It was so thick I could barely get my hand around it! I pulled his boxers down and it looked like one of those massive cocks from the interracial porn I used to watch. The slutty young girls in those scenes could barely fit it in their mouths and I was about to do the same! "C'mon buddy, you know want it" Tyler whispered. I had to admit that deep down, I did. He'd been working himself pretty hard so his head was covered in precum and glistening in the dim light of the room. I thought to myself that the better I made the blowjob, the quicker I could get to Brian & my night would be over. I took the head in my mouth straight away & started slurping, "Damn! He's a horny little slut this one!" Tyler yelled across to Brian. I was too busy concentrating on his cock to care. As I took more & more of his cock in my mouth I could tell that it tasted different to Mike's, aside from it being much bigger of course! Oh my God, was I becoming an expert on cock now or something? I could only take about 3 or 4 inches before I started gagging, I'd never had my mouth stretched so wide before. "He might've hit his limit here, can you help him out Brian?" Out of the corner of my eye I saw Brian walk across and hand Tyler a little bottle. He took a deep sniff in each nostril and then held it to my nose. "Now what I want you to do here boy, is keep sniffing in each nostril until I tell you to stop. You'll be glad you did", I did as I was told. Pretty much straight away I felt I was flying, everything felt like it was tingling. All I wanted to was pleasure this beautiful cock that I was sucking, I think Tyler could sense that I was feeling different too. "There, now doesn't that feel sooo much better?", his voice was so soothing & sexy just like him. Fuck I was so lucky to be sucking this sexy man. "You're a natural cocksucker boy & don't let anyone tell you otherwise." I was so turned on & concentrating on sucking Tyler I didn't even feel Brian applying lube to my ass. "Damn boy, you want more of my cock don't you?" I needed it so badly, if I could deep throat him I would! I moved a bit more onto all fours as I'd been kneeling for a while. "Take some more of the poppers, it'll help you relax your throat a little more". I sniffed deeply from the bottle, fuck it felt so good. I could sense Brian moving behind me but just assumed he wanted a better look at what a good cocksucker I was but I then felt his cock pressing against my hole. "Look at his hole winking at me man, he wants it so much!" Brian yelled across to Tyler. I had to admit that in my state of mind, I didn't want Brian to fuck me, I NEEDED it. I felt Brian's hands on my hips as his head pushed inside my willing ass. "Doesn't that feel so good?", Tyler asked me. Fuck, that voice would make me do anything. I looked up at him nodding, my mouth still on his cock. "Polite as well, he knows not to speak with his mouth full!" He laughed. I closed my eyes as Brian pushed further and further into me, it was a mixture of pain & the best pleasure I'd ever had. I'd never had a threesome before when I was (wait, was?) straight, and now here I am pleasuring two guys! They both started to get into a rhythm and before long, Brian's balls were slapping against my ass while I kept sucking Tyler. His voice and eyes were almost hypnotic, I'd do almost anything he said. Of course, anytime I started to come down from the poppers he'd hold them to my nose and I'd inhale deeply, partly because I loved the feeling he gave me but also I had a mouthful of his cock so couldn't breathe through there! A part of me knew that I was being used as a piece of meat but I loved it so much, and I knew I was so good at it, that I didn't care. I don't know how long I'd been in that position for but I could feel Brian's cock getting so thick inside me. "Fuck man, I think I'm close," he said to Tyler. "How about you?" "Man, I've been holding back for ages waiting for you!" he replied. "Let's keep him off the poppers so he knows what's happening" I could feel myself starting to come down & reached out for the poppers, "Nuh uh" Tyler said, "We want you to feel every second of this." My mouth and asshole seemed to be shrinking just as their cocks started to grow. The two much bigger men held me in place so there was no way out from what was to come. Tyler came first with a massive groan, his cum shooting deep into my throat & filling my mouth. All I could do was swallow him, and coz I didn't mind the taste I knew it was OK but I felt so slutty swallowing this complete stranger's load! "And now here comes the big surprise" Tyler whispered as I could hear Brian's panting. I felt the warmth hit me almost immediately as Brian came deep into my ass, it was only then that I realised he'd been fucking me bare all along! I was pinned between the two men so I knew that I was there as long as they wanted me. My ass pulsed on Brian's cock, milking him, as Tyler's fell out of my mouth. Brian pulled out & patted me on the ass, "For a straight boy, you make one hell of a faggot!" Tyler & himself both laughed "Feel free to use our bathroom, you might need it soon". I groggily made my way to their bathroom trying to process what had happened. I'd been in a threesome with two complete strangers and one had cum inside me! I saw myself in the mirror & could see that I'd been totally used, not least by some of Tyler's cum in my mouth & then Brian's dribbling down my leg. I sat on the toilet & felt Brian's cum stream out of me, god there was so much! I thought I'd have a shower in my own room to try & think everything through about what had happened. Opening the door I was met by the sight of Brian sucking Tyler's rapidly hardening cock, a big smile on Tyler's face. "Ready for round 2?" he asked. ROUND 2?!?!?! END OF CHAPTER 6

I was really horny for cock and like the cum slut i am i went to an adult bookstore tonight and stripped naked in a video room. Made sure the door was slightly open and put on a blindfold, bending over the back of the sofa so my bare lubed ass was pointed at the door. It was only a couple minutes before I heard the door open and someone come in. I felt his hand on my ass and a finger found my lubes hole. He chuckled and asked me if I wanted his load in my ass so i pushed back so his finger went up my ass and told him I wanted him to fuck me raw. A hard cock pushed into my ass as i took a bit of poppers and he began fucking right away. He must have left the door open because suddenly there was someone unzipping in front of me and shoving his cock down my throat. That's the way the next four hours went as anonymous cocks fucked me. Cum was running down my legs after the first few fucks. Somewhere along the line someone licked up some of the cum before adding his own to my ass. Eventually I got dressed, not cleaning up so I'd feel the cum all the way home and so guys would know as i was leaving what a slut I was. I'm still so horny and want more cock!

Sitting beside the hottub after getting bred

Hitting the bottom step I watched as both guys dropped their shorts and climbed into the hottub. Now I remember him better with his huge cock swinging between his legs although his friend was even more wellhung than he was. My only thought was could I take it that big? Thinking back as I stood there staring into space I was remembering all of the cocks I had taken, calculating in my mind the width and girth of each one not realizing that I was starting to sport wood in my shorts until I took them off at the side of the hottub to smiles from both guys. The tub was a good 104 degrees and perfect on this unusually chilly Spring day. John, my friend, helped me into the tub almost sitting on his hot Puerto Rican friend Paulo who proceeded to probe my ass with his hands under the bubbles. John reached into a cooler chest by the side of the hottub and produced three cans of beer - PBR, and passed them around, I laughed as I knew I was in the country now. He also passed around three tabs of X which I needed at that point as they both could tell I was pretty nervous. I try to keep in shape but next to these guys I was the fat kid that nobody chose on their sports team. I also am hairy, I mean like an ape, chest, back, ass, you name it. They were smooth and muscled all over but I felt better once they both started rubbing my hairy pecs and more assplay. I watched as John and Paulo started making out - kissing at first and then deep throat tongue fucking the more they did. I was fascinated as I watched and drank more and more of my beer. They eventually relaxed and settled back in two seperate corners of the tub watching me and drinking their beer like I was a cornered animal about to be pounced on. I watched as each guy started stroking their cock under the water finishing my beer. John told me to help myself so I eased out of the water and reached behind him to get another beer out of the cooler. That is when he made his move and grabbed waist to sit me straight down on his hard cock and then proceeded to fuck me from below as Paulo moved closer to watch. I started to scream at the pain in my ass and that is when Paulo stood up in the tub and shoved his hot uncut cock down my throat and started pumping. I was getting cock in both ends, being spitroasted in the hottub and eventually bred in both ends. Even after they finished I tried to get more and more cock down my throat and up my ass until they both came a second time. I really was a horny pig. We sat there content for the longest time drinking more and more beer, laughing, touching, kissing and playing until John announced he needed to piss bad... (more later)...

For goodness sake, have a little numerical perspective. There are several hundred thousand guys using PrEP, and 4 have contracted HIV. I personally know more than 4 guys who caught it from a broken condom. If we use the most conservative estimate of 100,000 on PrEP that works out to be a 0.004% chance. PrEP is working really well. They are already testing different meds for use as PrEP. There is no crisis here.

It was a not so typical end of the year party on a Friday night. Christopher had just graduated high school. He was your typical straight laced, high school jock, popular with the girls, but had yet to get laid. He had the occasional beer and maybe a joint, but never thought of doing hard drugs ever. Christopher was 5' 10”, 145 pounds of lean muscle with blond hair and blue eyes. He was invited to a party at the near by college he was to attend in the fall ans was hoping to get himself laid by some college chick. When he arrived there weren't many girls at the party so he grabbed a beer and walked around. After finishing a few brews he started to talk to some of the other people at the party. He hit it off with this one guy, his name was Reese. Reese was had just finished his second year at the college and was very out going, the total opposite of Christopher's shyness. They talked about the lack of pussy at the party when Reese said he could introduce him to a couple hotties name Gina and Tina. Christopher was excited at the possibilities and the 2 left for Reese's apartment. After arriving at Reese's, Reese offered Christopher another beer. Christopher drank it down as Reese told him he was going to get Tina. Christopher was a little confused why he never said he was going to get Gina when he started to feel very warm and groggy. When Reese came back he helped Christopher into his bedroom and Christopher stretched out on his back on the bed. It was at that point that Reese asked Christopher if he liked Gina. Christopher looked at him a little puzzled. Reese explain, Gina was in the beer that he drank. Christopher was a little out of it, but was feeling good and started to feel a little horny. It was at that point that Reese climbed on Christoper, sitting on his chest and pinning his arms under his legs. He was sitting so heavily on Christopher's arms the blood flow was stopped. Then Reese pulled out a syringe and said it was time to meet Tina, and with that he stuck the needle into Christopher's arm giving him is first taste of crystal meth via a slam. Christoper felt the warmth in his arm and as Reese let up on his arm the meth hit is system and he couched out. Reese gave him some water to drink and Christopher was flying. Reese then hit himself with a nice slam en joined Christopher in the sexual high. Reese then leaned in and kissed him. Christopher was unable to prevent Reese's tongue to begin probing into his mouth. As Miss Tina took it's hold of him he began to get very horny. He gave in to the advancements of Reese and the pleasure he was experiencing. Reese began to undress Christopher as they kissed and soon Christopher was only in a pair of blue boxer briefs. Reese then began to undress himself and then he straddled Christopher chest as he did when he forced slammed the teen. Reese then eased his hard, dripping 8a: cut cock into his victims mouth with some resistance, but with the G in Christopher's system along with the T, he was no match fir the hunk sitting on his chest. Christopher was getting his first taste of cock and he began to enjoy it. In no time he was a willing cock sucker and soon Reese was off his chest and sitting with Christopher between his legs willingly sucking his cock. To this point, Christoper had only taken half of Reese's cock into his eager mouth, but soon enough Reese took charge placing a hand behind the chemed up boy's head and little by little forced more of his tool into his mouth. When it hit the back of his throat, Reese told Christopher to take a deep breath and then Reese forced his dick into his cock sucker's throat. After e few seconds he with drew and then repeated his move placing his dick back into the throat of his cock sucker. This went on for a few minutes when Reese pulled all the way out and had Christoper get on his back. It was Reese's turn to show Christopher what it was like to have a real blow job from a real man. Reese easily deep throated Christopher's 7” cut cock and bobbed up and down for what seemed like an eternity. With the G and T in Christopher's system he was not going to cum any time soon, but the boy was moaning from the blow job he was receiving. Reese was enjoying working on the boy semi hard cock, but that wasn't his objective. He licked the shaft a few times, sucked and licked Christopher's balls as he worked his was to the prize he was after, Christopher's virgin hole. When his tongue began licking the prize her wanted, Christoper began to moan louder then he did when he was getting blown. As Reese licked the hole, lubing it up for his eventual penetration he also began to probe the soon to be willing hole with his fingers. As he slid in on finger he was sure to add a little meth to it to give Christopher a booty bump. Reese knew this would make his ass more hungry and willing to accept his cock. Between the slam and the booty bump Reese was opening up Christoper's virgin hole, 2, 3, 4 fingers deep. Reese thought that he might be able to fist this boy soon, but he held off on that idea. He knew what he wanted, to seed this virgin hole with his toxic seed, get him addicted to T and his cock so that when he returned Christoper returned next fall he would have a boy to use and abuse. Reese pulled his fingers out. Christopher let out a moan of disappointment. Christopher was feeling empty inside. He looked up at Reese and asked him to put his fingers back in side his hole. Reese looked down and with his eyes locked on Christopher's said that he was going to replace it with something more substantial. As that was being said, Reese slowly slid is raw cock into Christoper's ass prompting Christopher to reach down and feel what was going inside him. When he realized it was Reese's dick, he looked up and asked Reese if he should have a condom on. Reese just looked him dead in the eye and kept on sliding into the boys formerly virgin hole. As the last of his cock slid into the ass of his new bottom boy he grinded it in getting a moan out of the boy's mouth. Reese knew what he was doing, he slowly moved his dick, teasing Christopher with mini thrusts. Reese could see in Christoper's eyes that he was giving in and at that point Reese set about fucking him with a growing intensity. Reese knew that if his seed was too take hold he'd need to do some damage and since the boy was a virgin he knew it wouldn't take much to seed him. Along with the fingering Reese did some scratching inside. He knew that this would work since it was the same way he had be brought into the fold. Soon Christoper was moaning and begging to be fucked. The booty bump was really working now and Reese wasted no time in pounding the boy's hole. As Reese was abusing his new toys ass, he was ready to deliver his first load and did so without Christopher knowing. Reese could deposit a couple loads this way and did just that. As Reese was read to cum for the third time he looked down at Christopher, leaned in and as he was getting ready to cum he told Christopher that he was going to spend the weekend with him and that they were going to keep fucking until Reese was sure that his toxic seed was going to take hole. Reese then started to pant and moan and whispered into Christopher's ear that he was shooting his third poz load into his ass and with three loads in him deep there was no turning back. He was soon to get the fuck flu and be as poz as Reese was. Reese now owned his ass and he would do with it as he pleased. Christopher sat there in shock. He was so tweaked, he didn't know what to feel or what to do. All he knew was that he wanted more Tina and that he wanted of Reese's cock.

A picture from the sling playroom to see what guys were interested in coming over to "play" that Paulo put online. My hole was so ready for cock!

LOL. You just beat me to it! They are great together.

New one fronm David-sf: LATE NIGHT HOOK UP AT IML Met this beautiful guy Parker Allen he is mostly a top but I was able to convince him to bottom for me. We didn't have a lot of time I def plan to do a full length video with him he is perfection. I kinda lost my fucking mind over him. I think I fell in love......again swoon!!!!!! https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Late-night-hook-up-at-IML-30936882

Because some of us are serious about keeping every precious drop where it was planted. You should be cleaned out fairly deep >12"/30cm anyway. Deeper clean is even better. Plenty of room for all that semen to get up past the sigmoid bend and soak in. If you want a sloppy hole use more spit and/or lube. You know about the "gravity assist". As I like to call it. That's awesome! You are the only person I've ever heard besides myself to include in a sentence..."let the loads drain up into my guts". I do the same but more inverted. That way when i pull my knees to my chest it helps get any air to escape as the cum settles as deep as possible.

so damn hot!

There is an older guy I have fucking for several years. He likes to be naked ass up on the bed when I get there. I strip down and alternate eating his ass and pulling his cock back and sucking it. Then I stand up and slide my cock into him. This guy doesn’t get fucked a lot and his hole is tight. I have to really work to get the head in and he always sucks in a breath that is such a turn on as I push deeper into him. Usually he needs a break and will get up and suck me for a bit before lying on his back and letting me fuck him again. We kiss and fuck with his legs wrapped around my waist and I can really get in deep this way. When he tells me he is getting close I pull out and lay on my back so he can ride my cock. He stares me in the eyes as he slides up and down my cock throwing his head back as I pump into him over and over getting faster and faster. He jacks his cock and shoots what has got to be the biggest load I have ever seen. It just goes on and on and on. Says he has always shot that much but fuck if it is not impressive every single time. He pulls off and licks his cum off my chest and kisses me with it. Then he works his way down my body to lick and suck my cock and balls some more. He patiently works my cock getting it hard again and I fuck another load into him. We have fucked a few times a year for 12 years and it is always hot.

Nailed an 18 yr old intern from my job yesterday! Have not Topped anyone since September of last year...been trying to be the best pig bottom I can be, ya know :-) ....but this kid literally just sort of fell into my lap. Skinny kid, super bright, just turned 18 in March, off to college in the fall, & apparently looking to get fucked! I bairly speak to the interns because they don't really do any work for me, but I did notice this kid always staring at me. I just thought he was weird, but it turned out he likes guys who are older & bigger than him, but he was just too shy to talk to me & had no idea if I was even gay or bi. Yesterday I needed to go to our off-site storage, my boss suggested taking one of the interns to help so I asked the group & this guy volunteers. He's real quiet on the way there, I do most of the talking. At the storage unit I needed something that was kinda buried so the kid tries to climb over this cabinet & falls backwards a little. I put my hands up to catch him & of course my hands go right on his ass. I swear, I was not trying for that! I push the kid back up & say I'm sorry for grabbing his ass, & he smiles & tells me it's no problem & I can do it anytime. He climbs over this cabinet & starts rummaging around & I'm just like, "fuck it!" why not see where this goes. Now I climb over this cabinet & the kid looks at me like he's confused so I say I came back to grab his ass some more. The kids eyes light up & he slowly moves closer to me, I just grab him & pull him close in and start groping his ass. I ask him if he wants my cock & he says yes, so I tell him to get on his knees & open his mouth. He gave a pretty good blowjob I have to say, but I was hungry for that ass. I told him I wanted to fuck, he said he did too & starts asking me when is good for me & can he come to my place. I just laughed & said, "no kid, you're getting fucked now." He suddenly gets all nervous, saying he's afraid to do it in public, to which I point out that we're in the back of storage unit & no one can see us. Then he's saying we don't have condoms or lube, blah, blah, blah. I was just like, look kid, you got my cock all throbbing now you're gonna get fucked. Lol! He moaned about the condom some more, but by now I was already yanking his pants down & I knew he ultimately wanted it too bad to resist. Finally he asked me if I was clean & I said yes. I sucked & licked his little asshole, spit in his crack, spit on my dick & started to enter. I ended up pounding his tight ass like a fucking animal! Something just came over me; the environment, the age difference, the size difference, the fact I was his first raw cock, the fact that I had to persuade my way into his ass, & the fact that I've taken so many loads these past few months without knowing the status & might be passing something on.....it all just amped me up sooo much! I fucking wrecked his hole to the point that I think the poor kid was having second thoughts. In the end I pumped a huge load into his ass & it felt fucking awesome! Made the little faggot suck me clean afterwards. He was all quiet as he pulled his pants up. I told him he was a good fuck & that I hadn't cum that hard in a while & that made him smile. In the car on the way back I told him not to tell anybody, that it was our secret. He asked for my number, but I told him we'd keep it casual & spontaneous & only until his internship is over. He's here every Wednesday for another 3 weeks, so maybe I'll have another tale to tell next week :-)

John got out of the hottub and I started to follow but was held back by Paulo kneeling on the edge around the hottub. John told me to stay there and open my mouth wide and forced my head down on his cock as beer and X piss poured out of his cock on my suprised face, hair, ears and eventually I realized what was going on and opened my mouth opened to get most of his piss down my throat until til piss was erupting out of my mouth and down my hairy chest. Perched on the edge of the tub gave Paulo and idea and the opportunity to put his cock deep in my ass to fuck I thought. Little did I know as I soon felt the warmth of his piss mixing with John's cum as he rubbed my ass and legs. I thought a couple of times that he was done but he must have been saving up hiss piss all day for me. The scene was so hot all I could do was moan and groan letting the tops know their pig was happy. Oink, oink. With all of that piss in my ass and down my throat, I started feeling like I was going to piss too but didn't until I next stepped out of the tub and started pissing all over myself as piss came out of my cock and ass and pooled on the ground. Both John and Paulo smiled and laughed as they rubbed it all into my skin like it was tanning lotion or something. I then followed John who had grabbed my by my cock and balls to his open air outdoor shower and all three of us got in and started soaping up feeling blasts of cool water all over our bodies. It was a pretty big outdoor shower with lots of room to move around as still horny I dropped the soap a couple of times to suck each of the guys cocks. After toweling off, all three of us got into a big hammock. I kept squirming around trying to get settled even as the X was wearing down. Noticing this both John and Paulo got an evil grin on their face as they proceeded to turn me on my side with Paulo's sticking his hard cock in my ass and John's cock firmly down my throat. I knew if there was more piss in either of them I would not waste a drop of it. As the sun started to fade, we all grabbed our towels and started to head inside for some more fun... (more later)

Can you say more about the difference (if it's not too painful to talk about)? I also have been raped and also think there is a difference but I feel that difference had a bit more to do with my mindset than the rapists and what they did to me. I know that we say, "Can't rape the willing" but I think there is a point at which giving consent can turn into being forced and used even after the bottom feels he can't take any more. I do like the idea of being overpowered that way, in the presence of some guys who are constantly horny and who need to get off regardless of my choice, men who don't respect me, maybe even hate me for being such a cumdump and is powerless to make them stop. Essentially being a sex slave with no rights to my own body or holes for an extended time. Love the idea of forced bareback prostitution where I get no choice about who fucks me, just working for the pleasure of my pimp who might want to watch, share me with friends and collects the money.

DJ’s first load in my ass felt like a firehose had gone off, and one full of hot water at that. Oh the joys of being fucked by a 20-year old with a big nine-incher. Like father, like son. I had not been ‘home’, the town where I had grown-up for almost 25 years. There were too bad memories there, but the one bright spot in my life had been Danny and his family who took me in when life at my own house got too bad to take. Danny was two years my senior and, as he had five sisters, he treated me like the brother he never had. I had known Danny and his family all my life and at the age of ten started going to their house a couple of times a week, usually after school or before church meetings. Soon I was staying there on weekends also, and was spending correspondingly less and less time at my own house. By the age of 14 I was living full-time with Danny and his family. The first time I played truth-or-dare with Danny I was 10, and over the years our exploration and experimentation evolved and continued, but it was not something we ever discussed beyond those furtive minutes, late at night in the bedroom which Danny and I shared. I was just finishing up my senior year in high-school when I turned 18 and Danny returned from a short stint in jail – wrong place at the wrong time sort of thing, but it changed him. He was now Daniel, not Danny, and seemed angry and frustrated and often sneaked out to the barn to smoke and drink not caring that his parents knew and how much it hurt them. I missed our time together and, being a good church kid, I hated his drinking and smoking, even as I found I still missed Danny, and found myself trying to spend time with him. But he always told me to leave him alone – until one night. Danny’s – well Daniel’s – parents had gone out of town and it was just us in the house. Daniel had a bottle of some kind of liquor and was doing shots and offered one to me. I refused, but Daniel said, “Just like always, you being the good-fucking son, the one they really want, while I’m the bad one, right? You like that don’t you?” I was hurt, shocked, but also realized what he said was true, so took the glass, gulped the liquor, and staggered as it hit me. Shit! My Christian values fell away as what I wanted more was to be with Daniel again and at that moment was willing to do anything. A couple shots later and I was feeling no pain, but Daniel’s pain only seemed worse. I did not know how to broach the fact I wanted to suck him as he had always been the one to set those rules, but then he suddenly asked “You ever fucked someone? No, I know you haven’t. Wanna fuck me?” I didn’t know what to say as Daniel got undressed, got on his hands and knees on the bed with his ass pointed my way. My dick was rock hard so I fumbled out of my clothes, grabbed the lotion he handed me, and followed his directions on what to do. Soon I was fucking Daniel at a steady pace and while I knew my dick was not all as big as Daniel’s, it seemed to make him happy and within a couple minutes he yelled “OH SHIT – LOOK WHAT YOU DID – YOU MADE ME CUM!” Daniel immediately pulled away, grabbed the bottle, got dressed and left. He didn’t come back home that night, but the next night after we started drinking again, Daniel let me suck him off, and everything seemed okay again. I remember him saying how he just thought of some hot blonde chick on his dick when I sucked him and how much that hurt and I wanted him to just enjoy that it was me, like I did it to please him. Anyways, I swallowed several of his hot loads during the course of that summer before I left for college. Daniel also moved away, and life took us far apart. We chatted on the phone once or twice when he was visiting his parents and I happened to call, but beyond that I did not see or hear from Daniel in over 25 years. I knew from his mom he had in that time had a fling, sired a son, been in and out of trouble, and finally had moved back to our hometown where he seemed to settle down into a quiet, bachelor life. Then I received a call from Daniel's sister, notifying me Daniel’s mom had died, and asking if I could attend the funeral. I said I would and then she told me that with so many kids and grandkids coming to town space was tight, but that Daniel had room and wanted me to stay with him. My heart raced, my ass twitched, I stammered okay, hung up and made my plans. I was so nervous. So much had changed, not only had I embraced the bottom in me, the bottom who ended up poz and got fucked raw as much as I could. No one at home knew about me, and I still jacked off thinking about Daniel, but what could I do? I got on the plane, flying to the nearest airport, which was a three hour dive to my hometown. Upon arriving in the town, I found Daniel lived in a trailer, and when I knocked on the door, there was Daniel, who, although 25 years older, still looked like the same Daniel I knew so long ago. “Hey bro,” Daniel said as he grabbed me in a bear hug and pulled me inside the trailer. “How the fuck you been? Mom’s told me all about the crazy shit you be doing, your job, and places you travelled, wow, wicked stuff huh?” His big grin, those green eyes, same mop of brown hair and big bulge in his pants made me melt and become a giddy teen all over again who wanted nothing more than to please him. “Umm, yeah, been good man, you?” I managed to get out. The next few hours were spent reminiscing about growing up, and me being evasive about my personal life. It was finally time for dinner at his sister’s house with the whole family, so he drove us down in his truck and I spent the next few hours in more hell, and without a drink to be found. Once dinner ended, we drove back to Daniel’s trailer and I was wiped from the long day of travel and having to deal with all this homecoming shit. Daniel told me to get comfortable, I could have the back bedroom, and when I came out in my shorts and t-shirt, there he was with his shirt off, just a pair of Haines tighty-whities and two glasses in his hand with a big smile. “Come on bro, time to chill, OK?” he said. I nervously took the glass, sipped what seemed to be almost straight vodka, coughed, while Daniel laughed and said, “You still an uptight Christian boy? Seems like I remember a few times you didn’t mind drinking?” I blushed, almost choked, and said, “Umm, beer is more my thing.” Daniel kept filling my glass as we chatted and I was not sure if it was the vodka or me, but I could swear his dick had grown in his briefs. My mind was spinning and suddenly Daniel was standing in front of me, his dick pulled through the hole in his briefs and I heard him say, “Truth or Dare?” FUCK! I had taken some big dick, and learned long ago that what I thought was big when I was 18 was far from it, but his big uncut dick still impressed and called to me, and the large drop of precum just balanced on the tip of dick made me lick my lips. “Truth,” I said. I was so fucking scared, and while part of me craved to be with him again, I did not want folks at home to know about me. “OK,” Daniel said looking thoughtful, “How many dicks have you sucked?” What the fuck? I did not expect that and guess it was the vodka talking when I blurted, “More than I can remember or count.” Daniel laughed loud and deep, wagged his dick at me with one hand making that drop of precum fall on my knee as he asked, “OK, truth again, how many guys you let fuck you?” Well that took me aback. Daniel had never fucked me, I had just sucked him off, but again I blurted out “More than I can remember or count.” Daniel set his drink on the 1980’s brass and glass coffee table, pulled his shorts down, and said, “Bend over, this one counts.” I froze, I didn’t know what to. After what seemed like forever Daniel bent over, nibbled on my ear and said, “I know. I’ve been watching your ass slut around online in DC for years now. The internet is a wonderful thing. I may be country white trash but I know how to use the web. I also know you are POZ, but don’t worry, I’m just going to recharge you, as I have been poz since my stint in jail and fuck, probably gave it to you, now GET THE FUCK UP AND TAKE THIS DICK – I’VE BEEN WAITING TO FUCK YOU FOR TOO LONG!” In a stupor I stood up, pulled my shorts down, and soon Daniel was fucking me like I had always imagined, deep, raw, and with a hot poz load. Daniel shot several loads into me, including one in the back yard with me bent over his picnic table. I was afraid we would be caught, but he reminded me we were in the middle of fucking no where, so I needed to simply take his load. Relaxing my hole, I milked his dick, and took every drop. The night ended with me in Daniel’s bed, his dick in my ass, his last load of the night seeping into my raw hole. I woke up a few times during the night and Daniel’s dick was still nestled at my hole, hot, sticky, just waiting. At the first crack of dawn, as the morning light glistened off the dew on the windows, I pushed my ass back onto Daniel’s dick to let him know I was ready for another load. Daniel’s hard dick was soon dripping precum up my wet hole as I sat on him, riding him hard, my legs straddled over his hips, my hands on his chest for leverage. Just as we were wild and freaky I heard a noise and stopped cold. “Hey Pops, what’s up?” a voice boomed as the bedroom door banged open and I froze, staring at Daniel, or what/who Daniel was a long time ago. Daniel laughed as our intruder proceeded to casually sit on the edge of the bed with a smile that said “GOTCHA!” I rolled off Daniel’s dick onto the farthest side of the bed, wrapping the sheet around me, as Daniel yanked the sheet away and said, “Fuck man, this is DJ, don’t worry, DJ has been looking forward to your visit.” DJ? Daniel Jr.? Shit! I had never met Daniel’s son, but here he was in the flesh and the duplicate copy of his father. DJ held out his hand and said, “Please don’t get up on my account. Knowing Pops, he’s been up in your ass all night.” I shook DJ’s hand, shrunk back on, my side of the bed as Daniel grunted, and started to roll towards the side of the bed as DJ stood up and started to undress. I lifted myself up on my left arm to object when Daniel paused, leaned back towards me and said in a voice laced with eagerness while nodding toward’s his son, “I’m going to make breakfast. You’re going to need some protein after DJ here is done. Trust me, this boy puts my fucking to shame, and I have been training that dick for years. He’s bigger than me, fucks harder and longer, and cums twice as much, so does his Poppa proud.” As Daniel made his way out to the kitchen, DJ walked to the end of the bed, climbed up, pushed my legs backs, lined his big cut dick with my hole and said, “Pops has always said you were the one that got away, not no more, no, now let me in there and see what the old man has left behind!”

Dad, I love to fuck anonymously in darkrooms. So fucking hot to see the expression on a younger bottom's face when I've cum in his boyCUNT. I get "thanks, daddy", a passionate kiss, even a love punch to the gut for a job well done and deep. Again, I love anon loads! You're pleasing someone else and as well as getting pleased. A win-win for both! Keep getting anon loads!

I was visiting a mid west town and stumbled into a small college gay bar. Not much going on but I did see a few cute young boys drinking it up. That's where I noticed him. A young and tight looking boy maybe 21 drinking it up with his buddies. I saw him break off and walk to the bathroom so I followed. I could tell walking behind him he was drunk and was hiding a nice ass in his jeans! I pulled up to the urinal next to him and whipped out my semi hard 8 inch cock with a massive head and just left it hanging out as I pissed. Then he looked over at it and looked up and saw me sniffing some kola. He said what's that? I told him Kola, He said "no shit. Never done it before." I turned facing him with my cock and asked want some? He said sure how much. I told him was from out of town and looking for a place to crash we could party and hang out. He said Yeah, His drunk body not thinking of what he just committed to. We walked out he said goodbye to his friends and we drove back to his apartment on campus. He said he lived alone cause his roommate always stayed with his girlfriend. So I knew this was going to be a good night. We got to his place and we sat on the sofa, I asked for a drink so as he got up I set up some lines - mine with kola his with kola and meth. I blew my lines and he did both of his. Eager, cause for a first time he took a lot. Within minutes I could tell his mind was spent and rolling on the alcohol and drugs. So I offered another line. He eagerly said sure and sniffed down two more long trails of sex dust! We started to talk about sex. He had only been with two guys, and he had only topped. I knew I wanted it and moved in, I started kissing and undressing him seducing his fucked up mind with my body. He began to slurp on my cock with enjoyment. I let him slurp as I knew his mind would even weaken more. He started to really relax and then I knew he was there for the taking, I pulled off his clothes revealing a young smooth body with a nice pale cock. He laid back smiling up at me as I moved in licked his cock and began to eat his hole. He moaned and whimpered as I danced my tongue over his tender hole. Tight and smooth I could smell its innocence. I then came up leaving my dripping cock in his crack as I started to kiss him. I paused and looked into his eyes and asked you like that? Yes he whimpered. My cock head found his hole and pressed into it, I looked him in his eyes and said I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to slid my cock into you're your hard body. He said okay and closed his eyes. I told him to leave them open. And I looked deep into his sole as I pushed my cock hard into his sweet hole. My dick forged a path through his muscle and deep into his body until I could feel my balls slap his ass. I looked into his eyes and told how nice he felt, how warm and hungry his ass was. He smiled. His brain obviously on overload. I smiled at him and kissed him the told how my cock felt, hard, swollen. I looked into his eyes and told him how I was going to fuck his ass and convert it. How my poz cum was going to flow into his body. His eyes just looked up at mine and he smiled. I was in heaven. I started pumping his ass hard and with furry. I smiled at him and asked if he wanted it, he smiled back and said yes, yes yes. It was hot, I was telling this boy over and over how I was going to poz his hole, convert his ass... He was so fucked up I don't think he thought much about it - he just loved how it felt and laid there and smiled. I love boys in this state. I told him here it comes baby to prepare for a big poz load to poison his hole. My cock began to poor out creamy viral cum deep into his ass. The whole time the boy smiling and asking for it. I fucked that boy 6 times that night each time giving him a new load of my jizz. After I was done the boy passed out on the bed, spent and used and now pozz. I looked around his place and gathered up some kewl clothes he had, and some tommy undies, and cleaned out his wallet and left.

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

Poor tranny trixie is dressed like a slut in a black pvc corset, thigh boots, stockings, gloves with a collar and leash. Blindfolded the bitch is led into the cheering crowd of nasty poz barstard's to be their cum dump for the night. Cuffed by the wrists and ankles over a whipping horse bench the gang bang commences. Each poz cock stud pounds the tranny meat till they bust a nut deep inside leaving a mark on the back to keep count of the loads dumped inside. Hours later they lift the bitches head up and tell the slut the bug spunk count they have filled the sissies hole with. Then they release the tranny slut from the cuffs and leave. While their sperm drips out of the tranny hole as some much is swimming deep inside. The bitch started as a willing neg but after the no mercy gangbang is now poz and used. Maybe I should make this real if I can x

I was traveling and bored. I posted an add on cl and waited. I was near the SF airport. I got the usual flakes but one guy seemed real. He said he was married 46 but liked fucking men in the ass. He also asked if he could do me bareback as condoms made him soft. i said sure and in about 30 min there was a knock on the door. I open it and he was with a young man. He looked just barely 18. He said it was his son and was wondering if I would let the boy fuck me too. They came in and got naked. They both had huge dicks I sucked the dad and in a few min he said he was ready. I got on my back legs in the air. The son just watched. He went in me slow and then picked up the pace. I could see from his face he was close. He let out a moan and went in balls deep. He pumped for a while and then smiled. He went soft and fell out ,I could feel his cum dripping out my ass. He then said Jay your turn. The son had me lay on my side as he went in. He pounded away and I could hear the noise his fucking with dad's cum as lube made. He shouted and then came. He came and came. He wet soft and I could feel him fall out. They both dressed and said thanks. The dad said this was the first time for his son giving to a man in his ass. They left with an ass full of father and son cum

HOT FUCKING HELL!! I love your hot twisted pervy sexy mind versbbguy!! I can't wait for you to be in Ty's place and tell us all about your own conversion! Hope it's real soon too!!

Had a friend of a friend come over to hang out at the pool a few days ago. We sat in the sun and drank for a few hours and flirted a bit back and forth. Nice cubby guy early 20s with an impressive bulge in his trunks. We were buzzed when we finally headed inside and before I knew it he was grabbing and kissing me. He is younger than I usually go for but it isn’t often someone almost 30 years younger throws themselves at you so decided to go for it. I backed him against the island in the kitchen and placed my hands on his face taking control of the kiss. Soon he was moaning and begging for cock. He dropped to his knees and had my cock in his mouth. He let me push deeper and deeper into his throat until I was forcing my cock all the way in over and over. He pulled off and said he wanted me to fuck him so we headed to the bedroom. Remembering he had told me he had only ever bottomed before I wanted that cock in me first. I pushed him on his back and got between his legs sucking his cock making sure to get it good and wet. I crawled up him chest and kissed him some more as I felt his cock rub my ass. Reached over got some lube and put some in his hand and told him to slick me up and I reached behind me and applied some to my ass and then grabbed his cock—impressive 6-7 incher—and then slowly sat down on his cock working him into me. His eyes got wide and he quickly figured out a good rhythm and soon he was bucking his hips up and forcing his cock into me. He didn’t last long and soon was shooting his thick load into me. I rode his cock until he softened and then rolled him over and pulled him onto his knees and fucked my cock into him. He kept calling me daddy—again not something I was all that into but he really seemed to get into it so went with it. I grabbed his hips and fucked him hard ramming my cock into him over and over and over. Asked where he wanted daddy’s load and he said in me, breed me so that is exactly what I did.

You are not the only one who enjoys the "Russian roulette" game. I think that anon-stealthing is appropriate as to satisfy guys like ivantitin.

There were a few butt-ugly men at the sex party I was at last Sunday. But man, one of them had a huge cut dick (unusual here) and left me panting after really pounding my ass for what must have been a full 15 minutes and shooting a big wad. And being one of the few bottom-only guys at the party a few other ones had a go to. In situations like this a dick is a dick and my ass is anyone to use. I'm more selective when it comes to a 1-1 date.

2016 So I guess I'm one of those "smart" people who do dumb things. It drove my parents crazy when I was a kid. "You know better!", "Where was your head at??", etc. I made good grades and read at a college level ai the age of 11, but I still did stupid stuff all the time. Well, I'm in my 30's now and my parents are gone. I still hear them lecturing me about being smart every time I fuck up. Which is often. But maturity has given me a little perspective. I realize that no matter how I.Q. is, impulses and passion will always defeat thinking. I was on this website where you could meet guys for raw sex. No condoms. Guys with HIV. You could say that was pretty dumb to begin with, but I was so interested. Guys posted photo sets of themselves. Their dicks and gaping asses and such. I liked one guys photos a lot. He had an enormous boner and had a shot from every angle. In one of them. you could almost see his face --- but not quite. You could however to see that his hands we huge. I left on a comment on one of his photo submissions that basically expressed my admiration for his giant boner and his big hands. There was a profile to go with the pics, but all I remember about it was that he was in Europe, HIV+ and in Europe somewhere and really into devil worship. Lots of guys on that site seemed to be into that stuff, and I wondered if it was worth exploring. I'm an atheist, so believing in the devil made no more sense than believing in god. The next day I got an email from him. He basically wanted to tell me how ugly and worthless I was -- but he'd consider giving me his "gift" if I did a few things for him. Firstly, I had to shave my pubes and send him a pic, One of me soft, one of my dick hard. It didn't take long to shave my pubes because I'm honestly not the hairy. And he also wanted me to write him a "love letter"...detailing all my perverted needs and my allegiance to the devil. I sent a shaved dick photo, but I could never get one whee I was hard because my phone isn't that great, and the second I got a boner I would come. Hard to hold any kind of camera when your whole body is shaking. So I went straight to the love letter. My words came from the lustful part of my heart -- it was dirty. He never responded. I guess that had to be expected. He was overseas somewhere and most likely just messing with my head. I was new to the site ans wondered if I sent it to the wrong place. So I sent it again, but it went openly public to the group. Shit! Everybody could read my sicko fantasies! Well, Mr. Devil never got back to me, but plenty of local guys saw my message and contacted me. My favorite was "KinkySir". He and I emailed back and forth several times. He was 50 and bearded and heavy. I even managed to take a hard on pic for him. He was poz and had a great desire for converting a neg guy. He asked me lots of intimate questions and I answered them all. "You care that I'm 50?" "No" "I'm a smoker. Got a problem with that?" "Not at all." "I am almost 300 pounds. Can you handle that?" "Yes. I saw your pictures. I am fully on board". "If you want this poz dick, then unlock your door and wait. I'm about ten minutes away. Are you ready to die in ten short minutes?" "See you soon. Sir". "If this works out for me -- you can be my slave. Like that?" "Yes", I said without thinking too much. "Be naked when I get there or I'll beat the hell out of you". "Yes Sir. Drive carefully". "That's cute". (click) I looked around me. I had very little except the basics. I wasn't big on decorating or stuff like that. I DID have a nice TV, but my couch was kind of sad. I sprayed air freshener around a bit, and then took off everything except my underwear. No knock or doorbell ring -- he just lumbered in. Jeez! He was like Bluto from the Popeye cartoons. So much bigness and so much black beard. "You still got underwear on, slave. That will cost you". I was punched with a fist. I fell to the floor and thought my face was broken. Not smart. I knew then and there what my parents meant about not using my head. "OK. I'll take them off for you. Stay where you are. You won't be a good slave. I already know that, but I can still give you what's in my balls. Dumb ass". He fucked me with anger. I'd had a dick in me before --- but always with a condom. He was just so mad and aggressive. He pummeled me for almost 20 minutes before letting his poz juice shoot inside of my ass. His big, sweaty body rest on top of me for a few minutes. We kissed for awhile and then he left. I wasn't what he wanted, but he wanted a love letter just for him and no one else. I sent one. For every three I sent, he'd come over and fuck me. I got very good at writing them...even when I got a terrible flu a few weeks later.

Totally agree Dr. Scorpio. This is scare mongering.

Sunday afternoon sex party. Hosted by a couple. I had chatted with one of them but never met until now. Hadn't had a group session in ages. Got there around 3pm. Six guys when I got there, the hosts and two couples from Belgium. Guys were coming and going and am not sure how many were there in total, maybe 20 or so. Mixed ages and body shapes. Got 5 or 6 loads in my ass and one half in my mouth/on my face. Some fucked but didn't cum. One guy had just arrived and started fucking me (average size but really thick dick) when all of a sudden everyone still left seemed to be leaving. Was around 7pm. My top swore, stopped fucking and complained to me he just got there. I suggested to continue at my place. Got two more loads from him at home before he left an hour later and swapped phone numbers. My hole was a cum dripping mess by then Sent a message afterwards to the host I had chatted with before thanking him for inviting me and to send me some pics (I had seen him walking around with his phone). Response was I was now on the "regulars" list for the next one. Can't wait!

They are making it more harder for free users of the site by limiting you're access even more . TBH the rewards overall is dreadful . I've been on that site for a wee while and have only ever met one guy from it ..

Forming a Control Group for Deep Penetrative Experimentation, Hard Science and the Acquisition of Developmental Materials i.e. Sperm. Lots of it. Gallons. Which is hypothetically the amount of semen my favorite uncle pumped down my throat during the period in my life I like to refer to as ''the Osh Kosh B'Gosh years.'' I loved my Uncle and he loved me like a Father loves a son upon discovering he was born with out a gag reflex. Frequently. The years flew by and I was growing like a weed and by 5th grade my nuts dropped, I got taller, my pit's stank, I started shaving my face, and I shot my very first load while watching an episode of The Wild Wild West. This was a lively topic of conversation at the barber shop when me and Uncle Clyde were getting hair cuts, I always got naked for my haircut because I loved it when The barber finishes and squirts me all over with the air hose blowing thing, the barber's name is Mac and he commented on how big I was getting, and Uncle Clyde says it's because I'm a little cum guzzler, and that eating so much of his jism is what's making me grow up so quick. Uncle Clyde was always full of schemes and theories about how "Things Worked." Time would prove him right as my developing adolescence body quickly hurdled beyond my Uncle's rather staid letch for the soft dimpled flesh of prepubescent little boys, and our physical relationship ended. It was replaced with an almost decade long mentoring process, focusing on self sufficiency and Fire Fox era survival skills which included getting my first job at a gas station owned by a man my Uncle knew. Though young and completely unaware of the Scientific Method, I some how managed to take part in my Uncle's still nascent theory of jizz accelerated adolescent development in a perfect environment, a living laboratory, CB's Gas Station. At an age when friends were just starting to experiment touching each other's pee-pees, I was eagerly performing the sort of sexual acts one would hesitate to ask of a professional. CB was a Viet Nam war vet, a biker, a cock sucker of renowned skill, and was so good at eating ass I saw a straight guy pay him 20 bucks for a five minute face ride. Between CB's spill over, the used tire sex maze behind the gas station, and a carefully hand bored gloryhole I made myself at a near by Farmer's Market men's room, I quickly earned a reputation as a hot, horned up, bouncy little fucker with few limits and easier to make than Jell-O. I can only conclude my rather heroic intake of spunk during my formative years facilitated a marked advance in my physiological development and growth, leaving me a fully formed, big dicked, hairy, rope shooting adult at a shockingly ridiculous young age . This one singular incidence, though intriguing, is antidotal and speculative at best, Scientific Authority can only be achieved, when the outcome of an experiment has both repeatability and reproducibility. At this point in time more research and experimentation is definitely and eagerly required.

I read that too somewhere. I do believe that when we take in cum, it is similar to guys as well. I feel really good for the rest of the day when a guy deposits his cum inside me.

I like Squirt mainly for the cruising side of things but they have even put a limit on how many cruising listings you can view per day and it's ridiculously low! i don't mind encouraging people to pay for a service but considering the number of time wasters on their site and picless profiles, not to mention all the cross dressers (and there's no way of filtering that out) you'd think they would be a little more open. i take advantage of getting free stuff by posting new listings and reporting spam accounts etc. if I'm going somewhere new for a while I may pay for it for a short time.

Fuck. That is hot. Got horned up by guys on another app sending me hardon pics. Now crazy horny and drinking in my hotel room trying to be good but may look for cock

Well. I'd just think i can throw in my two cents. As I got recently stealthed. I didn't know that he was going to, but all in all I actually enjoyed it when I realized later he stealthed me. The question if something is morally correct, or not is entirely dependent on whatever moral compass one is following, I may not be an expert on what defines such moral compass, but a golden rule as a template for a moral code? That in my opinion would constitute a good foundation for a moral compass. In reality what is morally correct, or wrong for that reason is pretty hard to define, sure you might weight it up and evaluate, but as I mentioned, to what standard? It is the same as when someone weighs a jar. To what standard are we weighing towards? Setting a standard, is a pretty good start point. Do as you would want to be treated. (Pretty hard to say that, considering we are on a bareback, but lets play along) Getting stealthed, against your knowledge I'd say is morally wrong. Out of this. Sure I got stealthed and I liked it, but that would not make it morally okay ofcourse. Getting HIV Stealthed is something very morally wrong in my opinion. To put another well-being into danger is something in general that should always be morally wrong, in these scenarios (Sure HIV is treatable, and living with is is possible, but its wrong to give them HIV without them knowing) Just my two cents I guess.

GET A BLACK SPIDER ON YOUR DICK, A SNAKE GOING AROUND YOUR COCK.

I took a nap, didn't eat, cleaned up good and was ready when the pig pen was supposed to be open. I walked over, barefooted about 5 after, the door was locked. I decided to walk into the maze for a few minutes and found it as crowded as I've seen it. Just inside the door I heard moans from the back. Walking forward there are 6 glory hole booths on the left, 5 of the 6 doors were closed indicating guys were in them either servicing or being serviced. The moans weren't coming from there but deeper on the ground floor. I walked to the right, where the open room is with the wooden box/bed. There was a guy on his back, his legs held back as another guy was slowly fucking him. The moans were from the bottom. The top would fuck him 10 to 15 hard strokes, then slow and tease his hole with the tip of his cock. There were several guys watching, most of them stroking. I watched for a bit, one of the onlookers had started rubbing his dick on the bottom's leg. The top pulled out and stepped back, making room for him. The onlooker immediately shoved his cock in the bottom, who groaned loudly. The onlooker quickly set a rhythm, a good steady fucking and after a minute or two, he grunted, froze and it was obvious he was cumming in the bottom. The bottom moaned soft and guttural when he realized he was being filled. As the onlooker stepped back and the original top started fucking the bottom again, I moved on. Up the stairs, the video room had half a dozen guys sitting, stroking, watching the porn but no interaction. I wasn't interested. I walked towards the back of the 2nd floor where the jail cells and more glory hole booths are. Of 6 more gloryhole doors, 4 were shut, more guys either servicing or being serviced. I walked around the corner and while one jail cell was empty, the other had 4 guys, one bent over holding onto the bars, another was fucking him and the other two were stroking. In the few seconds I watched, the guy fucking the bottom came, stepped back, and one of the other two guys took his place fucking the bent over bottom. Extremely turned on from the action, I returned back to the Pig Pen. There is a small foyer just inside the door where the lockers are. You're required to strip to your underwear before entering the second door. The dungeon master is sitting at the second door and explains the rules to first timers. I stripped completely, pulled the hood that was in my jeans pocket out and fisted it. The dungeon master remembered me from Friday night. He had me stop and told the guy he was talking to that he had never seen me without my jockstrap on until last night and held out my dick for his friend to see. He remarked that I had a fantastic cock and he never would have guessed from the times he'd seen me there until Friday night. I walked into the play area. To the right are the 3 slings, some glory hole booths, a semi private room and bathroom, to the left is a large open play space with St. Andrews cross, spanking bench, cage, 2 rooms with private slings and another bathroom. I had been in the maze longer than I thought and there were already 18-20 guys milling around, nothing had started yet. Since I'd gotten over being nervous many visits ago, I went to the sling room. The way it is setup is there is a short hallway leading to the open sling room. When walking down the hallway, you can already see the sling on the left and as you walk through the hallway, the other two slings come into view. I prefer the sling on the left because anyone looking down the hallway can see it and hopefully be enticed into coming further. No one was in any of the slings yet. 5 or so guys were in the entrance to the sling area, like predators waiting for prey. I nodded at them, walked past, and eased myself into the left sling. There are stirrups for your ankles that most guys put on the inside of the supporting chains for comfort. I always put the stirrups on the outside of the chains to keep my legs spread wider. I positioned myself just right, put one ankle, then the other into the stirrup on the outside of the chains. My ass felt spread wide, exposed, vulnerable, just the way I wanted it. As the finishing touch, I unfolded the hood from my fist, found the front, and pulled it in place. Sling room description: There is a TV mounted from the ceiling playing gay porn. There is a table by the slings with lube, a couple of rolls of paper towels, and condoms. The lighting is not as dim as the maze, it's easy to see, except with the hood I was completely blinded. The moment the hood slid on, my other senses were electric. I relaxed. I put my arms behind my head in interlocked my fingers. The entry to the sling room is a U shaped, the hallway shows the sling room, but there are bars separating it, you have to walk to the right, then through the opening into it. I describe this in detail because with the hood on, I can see nothing but a glow from the television. The catch is that people walking to the right to enter the sling room, block the glow for a moment, then if they come to my sling it is blocked again for a moment. This makes it impossible to tell if anyone is walking near the sling room, or actually in it. Blinded, my ears come alive. I didn't notice the soft voices before but I can hear them now. Several conversations, talking about the cookout, the pool party, life, how horny they are. It's like I can almost keep up with multiple conversations at the same time, and time is the real variable here. I listen, I'm alone, naked, spread, inviting, hooded, a faceless stranger with a shaved clean hole. I can't tell if it's been 3 minutes or 20 minutes. I've seen the glow from the TV interrupted several times so I know guys are moving around. The sound from the Television isn't loud, but just loud enough to mask any footsteps. I hear the chains shifting to my left and know someone else is getting into a sling. Then I realized the sound of chains are doubled, guys are in both other slings now. Immediately, I hear grunts and groans. From the faint volume I guess the aren't the sling next to me but from the far one against the wall. As I hear the rhythmic clanking of the chains that indicate someone is being fucked, I think that to happen so soon after he got in, he must have been followed in. Like a couple that wanted to fuck while others were watching. I screwed up. While I was concentrating on the sounds and figuring out the scene unfolding to my left, I felt my sling move but didn't realize it was because someone had grabbed one of the chains. My chest feels a hand on it; at the same time, I feel a cock rub against my lubed hole. The guy is steadying the sling with one hand and rubbing his dick on my ass with the other. Initially, he's soft, but that changes quickly. I can feel him get stiffer and harder in just a few seconds. He stops running his cock head around my hole, steadies me with the one hand, centers on my exposed hole and pushes forward. Nothing happens for a second but pressure, then I relax the tension from the surprise just as he pushes again, and 3 or 4 inches of a pretty thick cock invade me. I feel the familiar burn because it's been a while since I was fucked. I will myself to keep relaxed and push out slightly as he withdraws and pushes in again. In two strokes, he's balls deep in me, and he's not long but pretty thick. He pauses for a brief moment and starts pushing and pulling on the chains, sliding my tight hole up and down on his shaft. I hear a noise and realize it's me, groaning loudly and then notice my hands are going numb. I had instinctively gripped harder when he first touched me and my hands were letting me know I needed to loosen my own grip. He has already got a steady tempo fucking me, but as I relaxed my hands and my hole loosened up, he started fucking me harder. I was lost in the sensation. He was hitting my prostate. People were watching. I was being fucked wide and deep by a guy I couldn't see. And while thinking of this all of my thoughts kept getting jumbled up by the thick cock that was pounding in my guts. As quickly as I could, I centered myself on his dick. His steady rhythm helped and I started tightening up my hole on every outstroke. He noticed the difference because he sighed and didn't change pace, but began fucking me harder. I knew that by pulling my legs back, the sling would tilt up towards him so I began pulling them back with his timing, and kept clenching my hole down on every outward stroke. I imagined that this should feel like a fist gripping his shaft. I heard his breathing change, subtly at first, then more noticeable. He was grunting, sighing, his air intake getting more ragged. I kept clenching my hole, trying to clench harder though the way he was stretching my hole I wasn't sure I could keep it up. I pulled my legs harder, forcing my ass against him and taking every inch he had. It worked. "FUCK." he hissed and I felt his dick jerk as he emptied into me. He slowed but didn't stop fucking me but it felt different. There was suddenly no friction and I knew from experience that his cum was acting as lubricant. He stilled, shuddered a couple of times, making sure his balls were completely empty, slapped my chest twice, thanked me, pulled out leaving me panting heavy, trying to tighten my expanded hole to keep his load from leaking out.

I'm interested too!

Let's be honest here. Taking raw cock just feels better.I am a total bottom and at first was leary of taking cock raw. Once I started getting a steady diet of cock I decided I wanted it only bareback. I knew the risks I was taking and after lots of long thinking about it, I decided fucking bareback was definitely worth those risks for me. I think that is where you are right now. Ask yourself what is more important for you.

I have a FWB, but have been too busy to go drain his balls for a couple weeks, so he has been saving up for me. When I got home last night he wanted to fuck me, but I was too tired to drive into town and back, so he came and picked me up in his pickup. We drove around and found an oilfield lease, parked and went into the back. I gave him some head and practiced my deep throating skills for 15 minutes and soon he was begging for my ass. Now, I'm super tight because I don't play very often, but he had lube so I let him lube me and gently push in. My buddy may not have the world's longest cock, maybe 5.5" or so, but he definitively has the thickest cock I have ever taken. Every time he uses me I find for the next several days that I can barely sit. lol. After he got me warmed up with some gentle humping I gave him the go ahead to give me his all, and he started pounding away, actually banging my head off the inside door of his pickup. As he did so he grunted and commented a couple of times how tight I was. I responded by begging for his cum, urging him to use me like a cumdump. After a few minutes of grunting I felt him clench my hips and push himself deep into my hole. He grunted loudly as I felt his cock throb repeatedly inside me as he pumped his cum where it belongs, inside my ass. He stayed semi-hard and I asked him not too pull out, which he obliged. I clenched my ass on his cock, milking the last few precious drops of cum out of him while he gently humped me in the afterglow of orgasm. After a few minutes of this I felt his dick fully harden again and his thrusts became deeper and harder. I put my head down and raised my ass and did what any good bitch does - I begged for another load. After a few minutes of intense pounding I was rewarded with a second throbbing orgasm and felt even more jizz pumped deep into me. I clenched my ass on him again for a few minutes and he eventually pulled out and I sucked him dry/clean, tasting his cum and my ass. He dropped me off at home and gave me a smack on the ass. I've been holding his load in my ass for the last 14 hours. In a day or two he is gonna want more. I hope I'm ready for it. I'm definitely sore this morning, lol.

Yeah this is definitely worth continuing! Hot fucking story!

I never say the word unless prompted/asked. If it turns my top black stallion on, then so be it. I'm all for it. Usually good for a rougher, deeper fuck when I'm begging for that huge nigger dick and sweet nigger nut.

Last weekend I had a 51 year old black man breed me with his big, thick 8 1/2-inch cock. He blew 3 loads up my ass from Friday night to Saturday morning after he had shoved a huge shard of meth up my ass. Right before he left on Saturday morning I told him I was still fucking horny. He called 2 of his hung friends to cum over. The 2 black friends tag teamed me until my hole was turned inside out. I ended up with 7 loads up my ass in less than 24 hours.

Wish I had seen this earlier! I'd love to be part of a group thing in Boston area.