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Excited to be attending a huge sex party this weekend with over 70 guys already confirmed. Looking forward to heavy sexual livestock level use yet again as i add to my already engorged 2017 partner count. This will be the third major group use in 6 weeks. Loose and loving it!!!!

(Fiction) Till a few weeks ago, I hardly knew what how a man arms felt, let alone sex. I had been lretty closeted and felt that I was straight for 20 years until i found out that i got attracted to men more and more. I finally realised that i was bisexual but more gay than straight. My road to being attracted to cocks started from fascinating how a woman suck a dick and how she loves eating that slimy nectar from the juicy meat that spews it. With each new video and story i began to be spellbounded to cocks until one day i realised i was getting off on full blown gay pornos but hardly on straight. My desire for cock grew more and more until one day i watch a monster with a scorpion tattoo spew poison inside a hole. That got me off a lot. I kept re-watching it again and again fantasizing myself in that position. Being a 20 year old i full well knew the repercussions of being fucked by a hot rod with poison nectar. Then one day stumbled across this website and i found how people relish in the thought of getting infected which kind of made me horny. I kept continuing reading each story and each day i longed for poz cock, so much more that I couldn't have a hard on if it was not a poz cock story. So I finally decided to start of myself getting fucked by a cock as my curiousity got the better of me. I downloaded Grindr and Planet Romeo and searching for people. It was scary at what would happen if my relatives were to find out accidentally while i chatted with guys and had phone sex randomly. One day as i was filtering through an app, i got a message with a usual hi, i replied back similarly. He asked "How are you?" Me: Fine, u?? He: I m fine. So whats the plan for the weekend? Me: U know, the same boring staying home. He: If u don't mind, how about a drink at XYZ bar, Friday night?? We can chat up. Me: I m not sure. I hardly know u. He: I m not going to bite. Tell u what, dinner and drinks on me. We will just have a nice conversation. *Sends a semi naked photo of himself with jeans on* "Damn!!" I thought "This guy is hot. Wouldn't hurt to meet him". So to which I said yes and made the arrrangements. Come weekend, we met at the bar and this guy was hot at a height of 5 ft 10 inch, probably at mid thirties while i m a slim short guy at 5ft 5 inch whom guys called pretty cute. We had a pretty nice convo on what we do and where we r from and after a few many drinks the alcohol hits me, i get horny and started checking him out. To which he takes perfect advantage by saying the most sleaziest line "Buddy, u seem hammered. Why don't we take u home. U can sit on my lap there, and we'll talk about the first thing that pops up?" To which i said "I m curious enough to talk about anything". We hurriedly go over to his house and as soon as his door closes, he pulls me in his powerful arms and french kisses me deep. His tongue ravishing through my mouth deep into my throat, his saliva running down my lips as i embrace his . His short stubble carresing and pleasantly tingling my baby face. I definitely knew i had to have him. His hands carresses through my clothes removing my shirt as he keeps on kissing my lips and sucking my neck, loosening my belt. I felt my stomach flutter as he rush his hands though my underwear to my 5 inch raging hard cock. He breaks away and removes his shirt and i gaze at hus physique. He was definitely hot, not hairy but sculpted. He starts sucking my nipples as i moan at the touch of his hand slowing jacking my cock. He then suggests to move into the bedroom. When we do, he loses his belt and asks me to uncage his monster. I unbuckle his pants and u derwear and drop em. What i gaze upon was a beautiful 8 inch cock as thick as a rod fully raging hard an unmasted. I begin to drool at this piece of art. He pushes down on my shoulders to my knees where i face his majesty hair breadth away from my wet lips.I noticed a small scorpion tattoo nearhis dick. He lightly pushes on the back of my head and i give way with my tongue first savouring the hot meat. It tasted amazing. I slowly sucked on enjoying the feeling of his cock humiliating my face as i looked up deep into his eyes. He slowly started moaning. "Damn!! Where did u learn to suck cock like that?? U r a real true faggot. I love it how u cute lips look on my dick. Keep sucking like that." And he pushed my head a little more and i started gasping for air. He laughed."Don't worry, u will get used to it, here are some poppers as he whips out a small bottle that smelled odd under my nose and yold me to breathe deeply. Once i inhaled deeply, i felt really horny and sucking on his manhood vigorously trying to get the best of it with each suck, he then pushes my head onto his pubes and his cock deep in my throat and shot a ropes and ropes of thick cum i to my unsuspecting mouth. It was a mouthful. "Sorry bitch, i filled u with so cum more than u cud swallow", as cum leaked down my mouth and dripped from my chin. "Don't worry, i m a multi cummer". With that he pulls me up and kisses me and we snowball he cum. He then pushes me with my back on his bed as he keeps on kissing me and he slowly went down. I though he would suck me off back but i was surprised when he lifted my legs revealing my asshole and started reaaming me with his tongue full of his cum. I was in heaven. His tongue was amazing. He continued for a few minutes and i was in heaven. I moaned back and pushed my hips down to his face. He stopped reaming and i felt a bit sad at his tongue moving away. But it was not for long as i felt his cock slowly moving up and down my asscrack slowly teasing my cunt.I asked for a condom and he said, he ran out of it and if i wanted him to fuck it would have to be bare. I was too horny by that point to reject him. He said "Bitch, today i make u mine." And he with that he forcefully pushed his dick inside my asshole. He dick ripped apart my spinchter and i felt a sharp pain to his cock through my ass. I cried. He just with one powerful hand muffled my mouth and proceeded to fuck me rough. It was painful at the start but it started carrying out its magic immediately after. I was aggast at how can a cock perform such a miracle. I loved it and started pushing my ass on his cock more and more. "Bitch I knew u would like it faggot". I knew from the moment i saw u in the bar that u were a horny whore." It was awesome. He steamrolled my i sides and hit my prostate with each stroke. I pulled his face and we get into a deep kisses. I wanted to be his. I wanted his babies. "Bitch u seem to be having the time of ur life." "YES, FUCK ME MORE.I DON'T WANT IT TO STOP". "I ain't stopping until i get u pregnant" "I dnt care if u make me urs. I don't care if u make me pregnant.I don't even fucking care if i die now.JUST DON'T STOP FUCKING ME". "YEA!!WHORE. I WILL KILL U ALRIGHT. U WILL DIE AS I MAKE U PREGNANT WITH MY POZ BABIES". With that he started cumming inside my hole. The stream of cum seemed endless. I could feel my hole slick and wet. I shuddered at his words. "Yo.... You're Poz??". "Yeah bitch. I thought u knew when u saw my scorpion tattoo. But its too late now, my babies are already swimming side ur gut and it will incubate inside u." I was stunned, but he pulled me into a deep kiss and said "You said u didn't care if u die, I am only giving u ur wish. Ur free now." I realised its too late and knew his babies were already working inside of me slowly eating at me and making me his. Although I was shocked, a part of me felt weirdly happy that such a hot guy made me his. I would be his bitch and I would carry his DNA inside me. I pulled him for another kiss and said "I haven't cum yet. U gonna leave me like this??" "Haha...u filthy whore. I knew u would not be satisfied with that, so while we coming down here i called a few of my poz buddies saying that a whore needed breeding. They r probably here and watching". I then look around to see 5 guys with huge dicks stroking their cocks waiting for their turn to fill me in. Looks like this weekend i would not only get pregnant from this hot guys but will have other's babies too. I had the hootest weekend with the 5 guys fucking me day and night and feesing me cum at both ends. I felt fulfilled. A couole of weeks later, i got down with a very bad fever. I got myself tested and found out that i an HIV +. I called up the guy and give him the news. He said " U lucky guy. Looks like ur wish is coming true. U r going to die slowly. Get ur ass over here so that i can help u with that." I rush over to hus place and he fucked me straight for 2 hours. A few days later I moved into him and ever since, he and his friends come over and keep fucking me, keep me on a leash with a collar written faggot on it.I am loving every moment of it and m sure I will let him fuck me and whore me out till i breath my last.

Every once in a while I get extra-horny and post for anonymous tops on Craigslist with the subject, "No condom, no pulling out." It rarely gets any interest, maybe one guy who might be serious or might not - I find guys are more inclined to fuck bareback if it hasn't been discussed or mentioned as an expectation up front. Somehow amid the clouds and sun of a Saturday afternoon, I got not one but three responses. The first guy who answered informed me that he had a top friend and they were looking for a bottom to use together. Needless to say, I sent my info, he told me when they could arrive, and went in the bathroom to prep myself while they were en route. As I was getting ready, I continued to check email and got the other two responses. I wrote back to each guy with my address, telling them that I had two others coming over, so they should just show up and I'd leave the front door open so they could just walk in. One wrote back "OK" but the other was silent, something I usually take to mean that he's going to flake and not show (I hate when they do that after you give them your address!). After about 20 minutes, the first pair arrived, and they didn't disappoint! I let them in, made sure the front door was unlocked, and led them into the living room where I stripped and got down on all fours on the floor and took some huge hits from my brown bottle. They wasted no time in peeling off their clothes and almost immediately I had a thick 8-inch shaft plunging down my throat. I couldn't breathe, I was gagging and drooling all over the place, but I was in heaven! I didn't know where the other guy was until I felt his hands roaming over my ass, fingering my already-lubed hole, and giving me the occasional smack as his friend fucked my throat. The cock in my throat got noticeably harder before its owner withdrew it and moved behind me. I had only a moment to take another hit of poppers before it was replaced by an even bigger shaft, this one at least 9 inches but not quite as thick. This second guy slid into my mouth and down my willing throat in one smooth motion, continuing where his friend had left off. While he did that, I felt the head of the first guy's cock pushing at my hole, and I pushed back a little in order to accommodate him. His cock was slick with my deep throat juices, and he groaned as he slid in balls-deep and began thrusting. As I was stuffed with cock from both ends, I heard the front door open. In walked not one but both of the other guys I had heard from! Talk about timing, they had pulled into my place at the same time. They quickly stripped, being careful not to mix clothes, shoes and phones with the other guys. On seeing these two newcomers, the guy in my throat stood up, and I knelt upright being careful not to dislodge his friend's thick cock, which continued to pound my hole mercilessly. He did this, I saw, to free up both of my hands so that in no time, I was stroking the two new guys, one with each hand, while the first guys continued their assaults on my throat and ass. I have had trains of more guys over the course of a few hours, but never in my life have I had four cocks using me at the exact same time! The guy in my ass finally grabbed my hips and gave a mighty thrust and held it, planting his seed deep inside me. I was disappointed when he slid out, but his friend pulled out of my throat and took his place behind me. His cock in turn was replaced in my throat by one of the newcomers, both of whom I was happy to see had nice seven-inchers. The one entering my throat was thick and uncut, and drooling precum before it even hit my poppered-up lips. And that's how it went for almost an hour this afternoon as I served each cock in turn with my mouth and then my ass. True to my post, each guy fucked my throat and then my ass with no condom, and all added their loads to my stretched out (and now dripping!) hole. I'm siting here with their brew running out of me, typing this and thinking that maybe I'll post again tonight, and maybe add a BBRT ad to the mix to see what additional trouble I can get into!

Yesterday I asked which one of 5 guys you might want to take home to meet Mom. Oh dear ... you lot are just a sleazy bunch of sexual animals ... with a lot of you saying you wanted them all. Mind you I'm not at all surprised! So, today we have to decide who we're going to travel with. Five more guys to choose from, including the mechanic, but maybe don't be too greedy this time ...

(late 90's) I look back now and wished I'd taken better advantage of my youth. I was in my 20's and did absolutely nothing social. I was creative if you gave me a pen and paper but if you plopped me down in a gathering of friends, I was quiet and boring. The only contact I had with other people was at work or with my friend Troy. I only had a friendship with him because he'd foisted it upon me. He lived on the same floor of the my apartment building and absolutely refused to be ignored. He was flamboyantly gay and figured out I was closeted pretty early on. We forced me to interact with him no matter how cold my attitude was. I started to like him. No sexual attraction at all, but he had a good heart. He was throwing himself a birthday party at a club downtown, and not going was out of the question. I'd never been to a gay bar before, but there was just no way out of it. So on that Friday bight, I dressed up a little and went to this place called "Jax". I hated it at first. Everybody knew each other and everybody was having fun. I almost walked right back out, but Troy had already seen me. I was the first of his guests to arrive. I walked over to where he was sitting and sat across from him. "No.No. Sit next to me. Be my arm candy. This has always been my favorite table because you can see everyone that walks in. You're early. God! You really don't know anything, do you? Never come early or right on time to a party, Les! The bartender is delivering a pitcher of beer and some shots. I was going to drink it all as a warm-up, but I'll share." "Happy birthday, Troy." "Thank you, Sweetie. Than you for the card as well. Nobody sends birthday cards anymore...the only ones I got were from you and my mom." The club was starting to fill up, but only about three more of his invitees came. We all sat on the same side of the table because Troy didn't want anybody blocking his view of the action. We drank a lot. I wasn't really used to alcohol but had a high tolerance for it somehow. Metabolism? Anyway, the party was pretty much a bust. The other "friends" blew kisses and left for other hot spots. I stayed because I figured my friend would be too wasted to get himself home. "Dumb queens. Who needs 'em? Thank you for staying, Les. I know how much you hate it here, Means a lot." And then a small group of guy in robes and pajamas blustered through the front door. Weird. "Ugh. Another pajama party. Those are getting way too common these days. Oh God, that bald guy is carrying a teddy bear. Look." "What do they do at a pajama party?" "They all go club to club in their PJ's and then back to somebody's place to have a group fuck or something. I refuse to go to one. I sleep in the buff anyway. Oh no!" "What?" "The Ripper is among them." "The what? Who?" "See that guy with the curly reddish-brown hair and beard? The really tall one? That's The Ripper." "Why is he called that?" "It fits. You take him to your place and he rips your rectum and then rips your valuables. Rips condoms. Rips you completely." "He looks harmless." "Oh God, Les, Don't even get curious. I shouldn't have said anything." "Why?" "Because you're an innocent oddball who's a prime target for people like him. You are his type." "But I don't even have any valuables." "You have your health and your life. He's got the recipe." 'The Recipe' was the his code for HIV. ""How do know all this?" "Darling, I know everyone in this town. I see all. Be right back...I'm going to find a nice normal guy for you. Stay here." He left. I immediately looked over at Ripper only to find he was already looking at me. Shit! This is why I never socialized...too many landmines. He was kind of handsome, though. Troy came with more shots, a stack of napkins and a pen. "I saw you look over there. Stop. Have a drink and draw me some cartoons." I was an amateur cartoonist and liked to draw for other people. I wasn't published. I drew really raunchy 'toons that I knew Troy would like. I liked making him laugh. We had more drinks and more fun. Every time I glanced over at Ripper, he was still looking at me. "I saw that, Les. Stop. Keep drawing. Oh look! Here's Barry!" One of Troy's friends had shown up late for the party. They exchanged hugs and kisses...which got more intimate. They were both drunk. They full on made out right there at the table. "Barry and I are going to dance now, Stay put and keep drawing. I'll be back." But he never came back. He had vanished. Well, good for him. He was going to get a birthday fuck. Oh well. I had drank so much, but didn't feel intoxicated. Maybe it was my Scottish ancestry. I should probably go too, but the presence of Ripper kept me in my chair. Most of his little PJ party had moved on, leaving him all alone. I looked at him again and smiled. He returned the smile and nodded. Landmine. The bartender came by and asked if I needed anything. I ordered two vodka tonics because I didn't want him thinking I was by myself. I put one of them about a foot away from me in order to keep up the illusion I wasn't a single loser. Ripper was alone now. What a weird thing to see a grown man in his pajamas siting alone. I should go say 'hi' or something. I downed the first drink and shamelessly grabbed the seconf, trying to decide what I should do. I didn't have to. He came over to me and plopped a teddy bear right in front of me. "Hi. This guy needs a new home. My friend Josh left this behind. Can I sit?" "Thanks. Yes. Absolutely.' "I'm Craig, What happened to your friend?" Hi Craig. I'm Les. I think my buddy got lucky. Can I buy you a drink?" "Sure, Wow. You've been sucking down the booze all night...are you sure you want any more?" "I'm cold sober for whatever reason. Or maybe not. My drawing are getting a little sloppy, I'll have one more and call it a night." "You come to a beer and DRAW?? No offense, but that's weird. Can I look?" He shuffled through my cartoons and smiled. "What happened to the pajama party" "Who knows? They're all flakes. I get abandoned by those guys regularly. Its just us now. Can I sit closer to you?" I patted Troy's empty stool and he was right next to me. "So I guess your pal told you all about me." "He's a gossip, but, yeah -- he told me some stuff."' "Guys like him are the reason I can't get laid anymore. Fucker." "Any of it true." "Of course not. I just pissed off somebody once and they spread rumors to ruin me." "Sorry. It seemed dubious to me. You seem nice." "Really? Thanks. I've never seen you out before. New in town?" "No. This just isn't my scene. I hate crowds." "Well, it's not crowded now. Let's have another round and go back to my place. I wouldn't ask to go back to yours because I don't want you to think I'd rob you." But he lived way North of the city, and I didn't want to drive that far. We drank more. "I like you, Craig." Maybe the alcohol was starting to affect me. He reached over, took my hand and stuck it down the front of his pajama pants. I felt the biggest erection in the world. It was hot and a little moist. "You seem normal, but you like danger. I can tell." "Oh, hell. Everything you heard is true. I admit it. Can you admit it turned you on?" "I can." What turns you on most? That I can ruin assholes? That I sabotage condoms? That my cum is poisonous? That I'm a criminal?" "All of the above." "Good. Let's go. I promise if we go back to your place, I won't take anything that's not mine." We left and got to my apartment. He took off his slippers and t-shirt. OK. This was happening now. He waited for me to do something. I stripped. "Danger. You're in the danger zone now, boy. Lie down here on the floor." I did and he collapsed on top of me. We kissed long and hard as he humped me. I grabbed that infamous boner again. Dear Lord. "Got a condom? You realize I'll tear it off at some point, but we can pretend for a bit if you want." "Are you really HIV+?" "Oh yeah. And it's potent. No meds can make it go away. You wanted danger and now it's aimed right for your ass." He spit on his fingers and massaged two of them into my hole. "This will hurt and make you bleed like crazy. You'll have to get an area rug for this carpet." "Rip me." That set him off and shoved that thing nearly half way into me. I wanted to scream, but he held one of his huge hands over my mouth. "You're lucky that it's been so long for me. I'll cum soon. Hang on. Here's what you wanted. Ahhhh. Shittt!" I was in severe pain and could feel my ruined anus bleeding. He was done. The Ripper had completed his task. We lie there together for a minute. "Mind if I spend the night? I've already got my pajamas here." "Let's go to bed." It was a nice night. He let me suck him and we fucked twice more. He let himself out that Saturday morning. I spent the whole day in bed, listening to my body. It was wrecked and full of bad cum. I needed to find him again.

Hi I’m Tom and I have been working with Jerry for 6 years now. Most people don’t pay much attention to me as at 5ft.5 100lbs.most think I’m some boy in high school. Jerry who I work for is in his late 40s and retired from the military and what he did there he keeps very quite. Jerry can bug anyone computer , phone and install caners in any place without you knowing. He knows about every drug there is and how to use it to immobilized a person and to break their free will. I have seen his do this many times and did me. At 22 now he has been teaching me all he knows and including me in his business. Jerry has a very large group of clients who want boys for many different activities, some are for escort work, personal slaves, boys to be pimp out and even a very few who we put them on Hormone Replacement Therapy. Jerry always spends a lot of time looking for the right boy to get for his customer. Right now we are looking at this one boy that Jerry wants to keep and has gone to great lengths to get all the Intel on him and from what I have seen I agree he is a keeper. Jerry has briefed me on what to do for many hours on how this will be done and today is the day. We will call him Nick, is 5ft. 9 skinny maybe 140 lb. blond hair dark doe eyes , that turn me on he. Nick has no real friends always walks home alone from school and stops off for a soda and something to eat before going home. The place is crowed and Nick is sitting by him self like always, as I go up to Nick I ask if I can sit with him , we do a little small talk and the Intel Jerry gave me is spot on, Nick is not bright as he is failing in every class he takes and his father will beat the crap out of him again. He wish he did not have to ever go home. When there is a disturbance I make my move when he looks away I squirt this chemical into Nick drink that will go to work in 25 minutes as his walk home takes 30 minutes and Nicks always leaves at the same time. Just like Jerry said he leaves in 10 minutes as Nick leaves I get into the van with Jerry, Jerry ask how did it go so we go close where we will take him. I can see him walking up the block and the area is perfect with no one around. I can see Nick is starting to have problems walking so I jump out of the van and go up to him and he says to me he is not feeling well. I tell him to get in the van and he just walk over to it witch makes my job easy. Once in the van Jerry gets moving fast as we have 3 hour trip back home where we will change this boy life for ever. In the van I have to work fast and this drug Nick won’t last to much longer and we have to keep Nick quite for the ride home. First goes on the electric dog collar to control him , then I break out the syringe of a drug to put Nick to sleep, as I have given this drug to many I know Nick will be easy to handle for the trip.

Midnight on June 3, 2017...I should have been on a boat getting crazy in a supervised manner with the rest of my graduating class of high school students...instead, I could feel the rough surface of the alley cutting into my hands and knees through the haze of meth and alcohol as I braced myself on all fours as the next filthy, reeking homeless guy took his place behind me and shoved a rough finger into my...well, I used to call it my asshole, but I'd learned pretty quickly tonight that calling it anything but a pussy or a cunt would get me a sharp backhand across the face. And honestly, being naked on all fours in a dank, smelly dirty alley at midnight, feeling cum running down my thighs because I was too loose and sloppy at this point to keep it in, the terms pussy and cunt were more appropriate anyway. I bit back a cry of pain as the next guy pulled out his finger and shoved his cock in...it felt like a big one, and I think I felt something inside rip...but I knew that I was supposed to be silent unless told otherwise...thankfully, I felt the glass pipe held to my lips and heard the flare of a torch light up...I started to inhale the precious, acrid chemical smoke that would make this experience not just bearable, but arousing. The soft, smooth silky voice on the other end of the pipe chuckled at my eagerness to inhale. "That's it, bitch...take it all the way in...fill those faggot lungs full. I want you to feel that rush all the way down to your pussy, bitch" I held the hit in as long as I could with a cock slopping in and out of my cunt...then let it out slowly, knowing a quick explosive release would result in being deprived of another hit. "Oh baby...you a good bitch, ain't ya. You learning what it takes to become one of my junkie bitches...only three or four more homeless guys for your pussy and then we can get out of here...now, bitch, take another hit." As I sucked down more meth, feeling the need for cock hitting my cunt hard, I couldn't help but think back to six hours earlier...before my asshole was a cum filled pussy, before I had ever taken homeless cock, before I knew what meth tasted like...when I was a normal, 18 year old white kid from the suburbs. Before I knew my older brother had a drug problem. Before I knew he owed a few thousand to his dealer. And before I became payment for his debts.

<<Note: Sorry if the mention of straight sex earlier offended anyone. Just trying to set the scene of Kane as being a hot blooded straight bloke. Trust me from here soon in it's just a downward spiral for him>> "Mate come on, you've got to get over her, its been like a week already and you're still kicking about like she was the one" I said trying to lift Kane's spirits. "I have no idea what happened though, like it was all fine and banging and then she just cuts me out totally, she blocked me everywhere and I chatted to some of her mates, and they just said I was a sick perv and should just eat all the nasty ass pussy I want... I have no idea whats going on!" Kane slumped into the sofa head in his hands "If I could just talk to her or something, find out whats happened, what I've done wrong" he softly sobbed into his hands, while I tried to hide my growing boner. What a fucking chump. What was going on was a video of you eating some old fat hairy arse had been sent to her, with you loading banging on about what a tasty pussy it was. She knew you for the sick pig you were and now all her friends did too. I grabbed his shoulder and gave him a squeeze. "Come on now Kane, look I know this has been rough but lets go out tonight yeah, its Friday, we need this, fuck her and lets go get you some action." "Nah mate, I don't want some chick, I want her back" "Alright then, no straight clubs then, me you on the lash at some of the best bars and clubs in town, hows that sound? Tell you what first shots are on me". ... A few hours later and a fair few pints in, me and Kane were in our third pub. Kane was nice and merry lapping up the attention from all the lads. Wearing his skin tight white shirt and those ridiculous jeans of his, he was looking ripped as shit and a little bottom boys dream. "Come on mate all this pub shit is getting boring now" I shouted over the din of the bar to him "How about we head somewhere where we can dance a bit, get loosen up?" "Yeah yeah yeah ok cool man lets go" slurred Kane. It was unbelievable that this big lad was such a light weight. I mean sure I had been spilling most of pints and dosing his, but come on. You'd expect him to be able to handle a few at least. Thankfully I hadn't taken him over the edge yet and he was capable of walking, so we staggered out together, and walked towards my favourite dirty club; Abattoir. So called because fresh meat got slaughtered in there. As I took Kane to the front entrance the security guard stopped us, gave me a look and smile of recognition and eyed up Kane. "Right come here mate, lets have a look at you, how much have you had to drink so far?" I feigned concern and spoke up "He's cool man he's cool we've just had a few beers thats all" "so you say, but he's looking pretty wasted and I need to check him over" Kane got pushed against the wall and told to keep his hands up while he got patted down. Facing the wall he missed the security guard turn to me and wink as he got behind Kane and thrust his crotch up against the pigs boys ass. He worked his hands up kanes abs and chest patting over the t-shirt, clearly groping around. A few more regulars were turning up and began to enjoy the show. "This isn't working mate, right turn round I'm going to need to lift up your shirt and see if you are concealing anything" and with that quick as a flash he span the inebriated Kane around and whipped his shirt up over his chest and half way up his arms keeping his face concealed and his arms restrained. "What, what the fuck?!" Kane muffled under his t-shirt. "Kane don't worry mate I'm here, just let him search you its cool" I said as I came closer and took hold of his arms. The building crowd came closer and watched as the security guard began gliding his hands up and down the defined abs, working up the chest and tweaking Kane's nipples, squeezing them gently watching them puckering up as the attention grew. The security guard then slide his hands down towards Kanes jeans and pretended to try and get his fingers into the waistband. "Nah these are way too tight on your waist. Bear with me" and he undid the buttons on the jeans and pulled them down revealing Kanes tight little briefs to a whistle of admiration from the crowd. The restricted air from having his face covered under his t-shirt was making Kane hot and disoriented making him even more susceptible to the security guard as he put a show on for the crowd of punters. He groped Kanes package and gave it a good squeeze feeling those balls. "Nope not much in there" he smirked, initiating a little mirth from the crowd. "Right put him over the table I need to check his ass now" So I dragged Kane towards the table using his restrained arms to pull them forward over, getting Kane legs spread open, laying flat on the reception. The security guard had a grope of my pigs ass before announcing that he'd need some help and got some of the other punters to stand either side and each hold a cheek and pull apart. Taking a pen knife out of his uniform he then cut a nice hole down the middle of Kanes pants and tore them down the middle. Those holdings hands now pulled the pants ripping them more exposing Kanes smooth pig hole to any and all watching the scene unfold. "Right lets do a quick search in here" Said the security guard as he took out a bag of white powder from his pocket, licked a finger and gave it a good dunk. Unceremoniously he pushed his finger knuckle deep into Kane in one go making him shout out in shock. Luckily I was pretty strong and he was pretty wasted, otherwise I'm sure he would have bolted. "Sorry mate, sorry. My bad, let me lube my finger up again" said the security guard as he slowly dragged his finger out, let one of the punters suck it clean, before dipping it back into the white powder and this time, slowly pushed his finger back inside, taking the time to circle round and round. 'Fuck man this hurts, is this right, I mean is this right?" Kane moaned underneath me as I held him tight. "Don't worry man, its cause you're new" I reassured him "It'll be over soon and you'll gonna love this place when we are in" The security guard pulled his finger out and held it up to the light. A nice pink splooge coated his finger clearly generated by his sharp dirty nail that he'd just be dragged around my pigs ass walls. "You're fine to go, sorry about that mate, you know its got to be done. You looked the druggy type what with your size and all" said the security guard as he bent down to pull Kanes jeans back up, but not before taking a quick second to jab the knife into the back of the jeans and cut a matching hole open. Jeans back up and buttoned, we got Kane up off the table and pulled his t-shirt back down. Red faced and wide eyed, the two booty bumps were clearly having an effect as Kane looked confused and spaced out, I turned him round and guided him towards the club entrance and the loud music. Opening the doors the smells and sounds of dirty raw fucking hit me. I was home. "Come on Kane lets go get a drink" I said taking him slowly inside as the gathering crowd at the door followed us through all intently watching the split in my pigs jeans ripping slightly further with each forward step.

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(early 1990's) I liked college a lot even though I worked like a dog just to get by. I was on a work study program...where they pay a part of your tuition if you work on campus part-time. I got a job in one of the science buildings where my job was to feed and clean up after salamanders. It sounds odd, but I guess they were being studied for something. Salamanders are a little creepy, but harmless. And smelly. I was a in art school with plans to major in photography. I thought artists were an eccentric bunch, but they were downright normal compared to most science majors. I met all sorts of characters. My boss gave me all kinds of crazy hours based on what he thought the salamanders wanted. I guess they communicated with him somehow. I'd go in at night and sit by the tanks and read or do homework. Occasionally, I'd wander around. I knew what floor the human cadavers were on and I never even ventured close to that area. Sometimes I'd see other bored workers and chat with them. I ran into Kenny one night. He was a graduate student with a special interest in fungus. Yes. Fungus. He wanted to be a mycologist. What kid would ever want to grow up and study fungi for a living? If you ever saw Kenny, you'd know the kind of kid. He was tall, extremely skinny and so pale you could almost see through him. We often ran into each other in the one room where smoking was allowed. We talked often even though we shared no common interests. I'd talk about art and photography (which he knew nothing about), and he'd talk about mold (which I didn't want to know anything about). He had a sense of humor, though, and could laugh about himself and what a dork he was. He wasn't bad looking despite his reed-like physique and thick glasses. He had a warmth that the specimens he studied lacked. I liked him. As we got to know each other, our discussions got more candid. We admitted to each other we were gay. I didn't have any experience, but he'd had plenty. I guess the surprise on my face was way too apparent. "What? You think only little curies like you get opportunities for sex?" "Um. No..I just. I mean..." "I go to the city (about 40 miles away) and hit the bath house. You don't get judged so much in places like that. Plus it's dark. I've always liked darkness." "Like a mushroom." "Exactly! I relate to them." I wanted to know more about what he did in the city, but didn't know what exactly to ask. I thought places like that had been closed down after the AIDS epidemic started. But he was a scientist so I figured he knew all about health and disease. "Well, I gotta go check on my creatures. Have a good weekend if I don't see you before then." "Wait. Want to come to my place on Sunday? I'm going to do some field research in the park behind my house." "OK. Sure. Can I bring anything?" "Bring your camera. If you get some good shots of mushrooms, I'll pay you for them." "Cool." He wrote his address down on a slip of paper and left to check his fungus. His house was kind of isolated at the end of a beat-up street that might as well have been a gravel road. It looked like exactly the kind of place he'd live. I brought my camera bag, but should have brought beer too. He didn't drink and had no alcohol in the house. He offered me hot tea instead. His floors were bare hard wood and the furniture was basic and thrift-store looking. There were pictures of mushrooms all over the walls. A few of them were even black-light posters which surprised me not at all. The tea wasn't very good. It was bitter and barely lukewarm. I drank it to be polite. "Did you notice?" "Notice what?" "I'm not wearing glasses. I put contacts in. I've had them for awhile, but all that solution and stuff is a pain which is why I just put on glasses." Something occurred to me right then... "Kenny - is this mushroom tea?" "Slightly. Not enough to affect you. Don't worry." "Like psychedelic mushrooms?!?" "Don't worry. I wouldn't give you anything that would hurt you, Grab your camera and let's go." I followed him out the back door and into his overgrown yard. My antenna was up. He'd given me drugs and I had to stay alert. "I found a puffball mushroom out here last week. It was beautiful. Ever seen one?" "I think so. They make a cloud of smoke when you stomp in them, right?" "It's not smoke. Those are spores, millions of tiny spores. It's how they reproduce...how they make more puffballs." "I knew that, Kenny. I was an 'A' student at one time. Art is harder. You never know if what you're looking at is the same as what other people see." "Science can be like that too, my little friend." We got to edge of a large park that I'd never even heard of in the two years I lived in this town. It was a warm day in early Autumn, but there were so many trees that the sun was diffused almost immediately. "I've never been here before." "It's an undiscovered secret. There is so much shade and dead limbs that I can always find some good specimens...speaking of which...." He took off his hiking boots and socks. "It burns. I caught athlete's foot somehow, but I haven't put any medicine on it. It's a fungus and I wanted to see it progress. It's called ringworm and can grow anywhere on your skin. Want to see?" He lifted one of his big feet and showed me the sole. It was an inflamed shade of red with little white bumps. I got closer. They looked like little cartoon eyeballs, looking right at me. It was comical and I had to take a picture of it. "I won't frame that one, pal." "So cute. Like crazy Mad Magazine eyes." "What a perfect day. I like this time of year when it's damp and warm. Winter absolutely sucks." "I know, but I just saw it." "Where?" "Right over there. It looks like Freddy Kreuger wearing earmuffs." "Uh oh. Stay close to me. You're starting to trip a little." As we got deeper into the park, I felt like we were in a children's book. There had to be a witch's house here somewhere. Kenny found mushrooms and toadstools, and explained the difference. He also told me about how some fungus is poisonous, but most of it is really just inedible. "Ooh! Here's a nice little guy. Get a photograph of him." He was pointing at a fat little mushroom that looked like a stubby penis. I had a close-up setting, but my camera was impatient with me and did all the work for me. Maybe I got the shot. Maybe I didn't. I looked up and Kenny was lighting a joint. "Here", he said, "this will help you settle a little and also assist your artistic eye." I was no stranger to weed. I took a puff, and it tasted just like the tea. I wondered if that taste would ever leave my mouth. I couldn't worry about that now. "Let's turn, Kenny. I don't want to go near those slipper slides." "Go near the what?" I saw a bunch of brightly-colored plastic slipper sides up ahead and didn't want go near them. I just knew they were oily and filthy. I took his long. bony fingers in my hand and led him a different direction...into some dark woods. The greens and blacks were comforting. I should write a poem. Or a song. "We're almost on private property now, little buddy." "But I want to sit in the shade for a minute. Can you write music?" "No. I had an old piano once, but it was just decoration. Check it out! There's a fairy circle!" I'd heard of those. It's rare to find one. It's when mushrooms grown in a circle. I don't know if they're connected by a root or what. I took a lot of shots. Beautiful magic. In fact -- this whole spot was mystical. We decided to stay there and finish the blunt. We sat at the base of a hundred year old tree and he wanted to chat, but I was too busy listening to the fairy voices. They were almost singing but not quite. It was more of a chant. "You okay?" "Yeah. Can you get one of them to stay still long enough so I can take a picture?" He put a long arm around me. "What do they look like to you?" "Well...none of them have clothes on. They remind me of that little dinosaur puppet from Pee-Wee's Playhouse. I love this park." "I'll see if I can coax them over, but for now let's just relax a little." He stretched out his long legs, "I want your ringworm too!: "What?" I kicked off my Nikes and socks and rubbed them up against his feet. "Why did you do that?" "Isn't the point to spread and reproduce? I'm helping it make more fungus." "Oh, kid. That's probably a pretty noxious variety. You could get it on your hands and crotch and everywhere else. Even in your eyes." "It's tough then, right? I could be part of your thesis." "It's either really tough or I'm really weak. I know my immune system is weak." A fairy landed on top of my head, trying to talk to me. "You aren't weak, Kenny." "I'm trying to tell you I have AIDS. I've known for two months now. One of my professors gave me the test. A virus is different than a fungus, but they both need hosts. I'm the host for HIV. Ironic." "Oh. I'm sorry." Quiet. "It's okay. I like you so much. And you like me too, right?" "So much." "Can I kiss you?" I didn't answer. I just pulled his face close to mine and kissed him passionately. Everything was perfect. I told him I wanted to make love, but he resisted. For about ten seconds. Then we were both naked and he was humping me helplessly. I was on my back and a knotty tree root was under my spine, but it was a helpful root, urging this sex onward. I guided his nice dick into my welcoming ass. And he was lost in lust. He fucked me for so long but I can't say that I felt much pain. It was natural and biological. I would be the next host. "Wrong. This is so wrong." His hips took on a life of their own and they were thrusting in and out faster and faster. He came. I felt the millions of viruses puff out of his cock slit and circulate throughout my body. I was host for Kenny's HIV now. My blood gave it more life. I'd die and decay...and the I'd be hosting the fungus he loved so much. It was meant to be. I came. The shrooms and pot had ebbed away as we walked back. Even completely sober, I wasn't sorry. Maybe he was, though. I moved into his house and we had many more fungal adventures. During the Winter, we just stayed inside and fucked. I photographed each little (or big) infection we'd get. I turned them in as a project and got much praise. END

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I was utterly humiliated. As the love of my life left, all I could do was cry. I cried and cried and cried. I was in New Orleans, in our apartment, and no Connor. No. Connor. I didn't eat, return phone calls, or see friends. I think I made myself physically ill because after a few days I could barely move from my bed. All my muscles hurt and my stomach was heaving even though I hasn't eaten for days. My friend John eventually forced me to open the front door and let him in the apartment. He asked no questions, but made me some soup and forced me to eat it. We sat on the couch and watched a movie. I was really glad John was there because Connor called. He was entirely businesslike on the voicemail message he left. He was coming through with his father and asked me to not be in the apartment as they cleared out his items next week. He also said, he'd leave me a check for my half of the NYC apartment deposit. He told me to find my own place in NYC. After listening to Connor's voicemail, I threw up the soup John made and went back to bed crying. I heard John pleading with me to come out of the bedroom, but I passed out. When I woke up, John was on the couch. He stayed with me all week. He made me call my aunt and uncle so I could ask to stay with them until I could get an apartment. He also forced me to call my father to ask for help moving my things to NYC. The second call was so humiliating that I went back to bed for two days. Connor and his father were due the next day and he called to make sure I would not be at the apartment. I packed a bag and went to stay with Bradley for the night. Bradley, John and I went to dinner. We ran into Rob and my neighbor who asked about the moving truck and why I wasn't there moving out with Connor. Bradley said Connor and I had broken up. I excused myself for the bathroom and cried. When I emerged from the bathroom, Rob, Bradley and John were waiting. My neighbor went out to get snacks and rent movies. We all went to Bradley's house to watch movies and hang out. Rob hugged me tight against him in the car. At Bradley's house, I sat between my neighbor and Rob on the couch as we watched movies. We finished one movie and John left. In the middle of the second movie, Bradley got a call from his parents and went to his room. He came back a few minutes later and said he was going to shower and go to bed. He asked me to make sure I locked the door when our guests left. Rob asked if I wanted to go to bed or finish the movie. I said I wasn't tired. My neighbor moved to the chair where Bradley had been seated leaving the couch to Rob and I. Rob and I spooned on the couch. He asked if I was still the "most perfect Jewish bottom boy in the world." I laughed. It was the first time I laughed in weeks. I could feel his hard cock on my ass through our clothes. I reached back and felt his cock. He had a great cock. I rubbed it. We heard the shower turn off, the bathroom door open, and Bradley's bedroom door close. Rob kissed my neck. He unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts. I was wearing a jockstrap. Rob reached inside my shorts and felt my ass. Rob told me to stand up and he sat up. I took off my shirt and shorts. He opened his shorts and I got on my knees and sucked his cock for a few minutes. Rob took a couple of bottles out of his short's pocket - lube and poppers. He had me lube his cock and then turn around. He put his lubed cock on my ass and had me sniff the poppers. I inhaled deeply and sat down on his bare cock. I rode his cock until he flipped me over the back of the couch and started hammering my ass. Rob blew his poz load in me and then pulled out. My neighbor then fucked me until he came in my ass. Then Rob fucked another poz load into me. They left. I put my shorts back on and fell asleep on Bradley's couch as their loads leaked from my ass. The next day I went to my apartment and Connor's things were gone. I cried as I read the note he left with the check telling me to keep the bed because he couldn't bring himself to sleep on it anymore. I called Rob and asked him to come over and fuck me in the bed. Rob fucked me all week in the bed. I took about 20 poz loads off him that week. Then I asked Rob if he wanted the bed when I moved because I had no place to put it in NYC. He took the bed in his SUV the same day my father and brother arrived to move me to NYC. John, Bradley, and Seth took a lot of the other furniture and kitchen supplies. I moved my clothes, some personal items, computer and television to NYC. The ride home took about a day because we all shared the driving. It was a quiet ride and my humiliation was enhanced all the more when my brother asked about Connor only to have my father say, "Gay relationships aren't like normal relationships. They always fall apart." My brother told my father that was stupid and they fought for a few minutes. I just looked out the window. I arrived in NYC and moved into my aunt and uncle's spare room. My aunt kindly asked about Connor, but quickly realized it was a very emotional topic when I tried to answer but couldn't find the words. As a teacher in NYC public schools, I was soon working after I got to the city because I had to get my classroom ready, department meetings, meet the principal, vise principal, fill out paperwork, etc. Surprisingly, a friend from high school - Rachel - was teaching across the hall from me. We connected and she insisted that I spend time going out with her and her friends. Over the next few months, I gradually came out of my depression. By the time classes ended the following spring, I was living with her in a two bedroom unit in Brooklyn.

Happy June Men! Another page on the monthly calendar turned, and time to tally the check marks. I have been on a later start at work by 3 hrs, so I have been able to squeeze in some quickies at lunchtime for the local guys doing the 9-5 routine. Still not in the swing of things to take dick after I get off work at 1a tho- the whole hosing and getting right is more than I want to face at that point in the night- not to mention the guys tend to be spun or cocktailed- So, anyway.. in May I was able to land 15 fuckings with loads, 8 oral loads taken, and 3 fistings, which brings the Jan1- May31 totals to 41 loads taken in my ass, 18 loads oral, 23 fistings, and 3 piss loads/sessions. And in the vein of selfish promotion, if you are in the Ft Lauderdale area and looking for head or a fast lunch fuck, or most anytime Friday thru Sunday- hit me up here or over on BBRT

PrEP veteran here. Almost 5 years now. I used to keep track of hookups and I was averaging 100 loads/year approximately, and if anything pace has picked up in the last few years, So I'm pretty sure I'm hovering the 500 load mark. I take loads from anyone (I still have to fancy them physically though!). I mean I take loads from anyone without asking status or what not. Still very negative. I have picked up gono, clam in the ass, and syphilis on my dick, so didn't get that from bottoming. At any rate, I have zero interest in seroconverting, and I have slutified myself and having the time of my life thanks to PrEP. STDs that have shown up have been dutifully dealt with the regular checkups.

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

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

Once we get Nick settle in and drug up We get on our way ASAP. In our 3 hour back to Jerry place we talk about this new business Jerry want to get into with Nick as will be the first one in this new venture. There is a lot of money pimping out boys out like Nick as some of the boys Jerry has sold are making big money for their owners. There are a lot of chasers who are looking to become Poz from a boy like Nick , so now I under stand why Jerry took me off my meds 3 months ago and I know Jerry has been off his meds for a long time. Nick is dead to the world and the ride is real boring till we get the Jerry home when its time to bring to the basement and get Nick prep. Once we get Nick down stairs Jerry tells me to get him ready like I always do. As Nick starts to wake up he ask what happen and what is the collar around his neck , it’s a shock collar so I give Nick a small shock and tell him he is now Jerry boy and if he does no do like we say he will get a very shock. Nick ask why he and I are both naked and I say we are going to give you pleasure that only another man can give you. Nick says he is not Gay , so I put on the T.V and show Nick how Jerry bug his room and how Nick would spend hours jerking off watching Gay porn. Show him video of what his parents think of Nick and how they want him out of the house and how much they hate Nick. I give Nick a kiss and he does not protest but responds back to me. I put my finger by his hole and Nick is TIGHT like a virgin. Nick ask me for something to drink , so I give him that special water that has been spiked with GHB , I tell him the water really taste like shit, but he drinks it down really fast. I turn over on his stomach and spread his cheeks and see that hole and it is so pretty so I grab the syringe to get some lube in his hole before Jerry comes in. I see Jerry left me some shards of Tina , so why now as Nick is being so cooperating so I put one large shard in and tell Nick he might feel his hole burning, he turns around and says it’s ok and I have no one in the world who wants me now. The T is doing it’s work as I turn Nick over and start to suck his nice 8 inch dick and he is rock hard , then I move to his nipples. The door bust in and it’s Jerry and he grabs Nicks arm tied it off and gives him a slam. This is going to be ruff for Nick as Jerry is going to busy Nick up with his 11 inch X 8 dick. As Nick is coughing Jerry take Nick by the legs and spreads them as Nick is on all fours, Jerry is hard and dips the head of his dick in the bag of crush Tina Jerry is showing no love with Nick as he is pushing his dick as Nick is screaming in pain and all Jerry cares about is dumping his toxic load into Nick. Wile all this is going on I hold the hand camera on what Jerry dick is doing to Nick hole and it ant pretty. The other cameras are setup as fix , so they are getting Nicks face and the over all action. From my view I can see Jerry's pre cum is now making it better for Nick as his hole is being raped. Jerry is doing all he can to not shoot his Toxic load in Nick hole but once he does he just lays on top of Nick with all his weight. When Jerry pulls out I can see the pink cum on Jerry dick , so I go over on my knees and Jerry gives me his dick to clean off and Jerry tells Nick this is how you treat a dick after it just gave you a nice load in your hole.

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

My first time was with my best friend from high school. For years my buddy and I alternated staying overnight at each other's house, usually sharing a bed, and wearing only our underwear, which was no big deal as we were too young to even know about sex. However one night, when we were somewhat older, things were different. We had planned ahead, and my buddy was to come over to my house after a football game and spend the night. Looking back I think we both knew something was going to happen that night. As we expected, the football game ended late in the evening, and, as was typical for our small town, we meet-up with the football boys and cruised the town for a while, which meant we got back to my house even later. We each took a quick shower and crawled into bed, as usual, wearing only underwear. And we both promptly fell asleep. At some point I woke up with his body directly against mine. I was in the small spoon position and he had pressed as much of his body against me as he could. I found the sensation of a body (which was 95% naked) pressing up against my body to be very erotic, particularly as it was the first time I had ever really felt body-to-body contact. Naturally I had a raging hard on. In addition I could feel a hard bulge against my ass cheeks. I lay in bed, enjoying the experience of warm flesh against my own naked body, but after a few minutes I pretended to stir slightly, as if I had just awaken. Reaching back, I pretended I was scratching my ass, only to discover a very hard and BIG bulge against the back of my hand. That was the first time I had ever felt an actual dick. Granted it was still inside some tighty whities but it was hot, warm, hard, and felt quite large. He hadn't moved at all during my courageous attempt at coping a feel, so I thought I would try again. I really wanted to gauge its size, so again, I again reached back. This time there was no mistaking the fact that he thrust his hard bulge against the back of my hand. Since he didn't hide the fact that he thrust his cock at my hand I left my hand there, between my ass and his cock. The moment of truth came, and I was so hard and horny that I didn't even think about it, I turned my hand around and grabbed his bulge and found an incredibly hard rod stuffed extremely tightly in some white Hanes briefs. I began feeling his junk through the tight underwear, massaging his balls, rubbing and stroking his steel rod paying particular attention to, what I thought was his head near the waistband of the underwear. He finally reached around my hip and started massaging my hard leaking cock through my underwear. I have a decent seven and a half-inch cut cock which is quite thick, but I could tell he was even thicker. Wanting to find out just how thick, I grabbed his waistband and plunged my hand into his underwear grabbing his cock. This is when I discovered I hadn't been massaging his dickhead, his underwear had been so tight, that it trapped his hard cock pointing down, so he wasn't even able to get fully hard. Good lord, how big was he? I pulled his cock out of its fabric prison and found out. Now, even to this day, his cock was the biggest, thickest, longest uncut cock I've ever seen in real life. I could no longer think straight. I was overwhelmed with horniness. I immediately pulled his hand off my cock, turned around and ducked under the blanket and sheets. I got his 9.5 inch dick into my mouth as soon as I could and began giving my first blowjob to the biggest dick I'd ever have. I sucked and licked and tongued his cock for ages, enjoying the huge hard thickness and foreskin. He had grabbed my head and was trying to force as much of his dick into my mouth as he could. Unfortunately I have a gag reflex, and he repeatedly gagged me. Maybe that was turning him on, it sure made my blowjob more difficult though. I couldn't get to all of his cock though because the underwear was still covering too much of his junk. I tried to pull his briefs down but he wasn't lifting his ass up to help me any. I was crazy fucking horny and quickly became very frustrated with his this tight white fabric covering some of my prized cock I was working so hard on with my mouth. I finally used both hands and grabbed the waistband and yanked them down hard! So hard that they ripped. I didn't give a fuck that they ripped or that it might have hurt him. I was happy finally getting to put his balls and shaft in my mouth. It seemed like an hour, but it was probably five to ten minutes before he nutted. I was ready for his load as definitely (if not desperately) wanted him to cum in my mouth, and I had even decided when the time came, I would take his cock in my mouth as deeply as I could and start swallow every drop of his load. It was heaven: his body tensed-up, his rock hard dick felt like a titanium crow bar, blasting its load into my mouth, shot after shot of cum rocketing out of his meat, repeatedly filling my mouth, over and over. And I swallowed every drop, not loosing a single drop. Afterwards I slowly nursed his cock with my lips and tongue, eventually coming out from under the blankets and resumed my sleeping position. He made some attempt at blowing me, but it wasn't very good and we just went to sleep. Later on, he paid me back in spades, making me cum several times. We never talked about it, but down the weeks, months, and years, we enjoyed many firsts with his huge dick and his tight hole.

I'm kind of at a loss for words, but I'm feeling so many things now. my ass is still leaking cum and its sore to sit down, so let me start from the beginning this morning on my way into my summer job i pulled up grindr and got a message from a couple looking, 22 and 23. we swapped pics and they were hot as hell, both a year ahead of me at our university, both discreet and in fraternities. not really my type but i was craving dick and they wanted a bottom to use, so obviously we made plans to meet. we met up this afternoon at their place and they were both sweet talkers. they smoked me out a bit (green) and both asked me questions about school and my life and normal stuff. at one point i was so relaxed i was kind of just staring at one of them and all of a sudden the other one pulls me back into him and they both start taking my clothes off. aggressive and hot, I was into it. what happened next is kind of a hot and sweaty blur. somehow we ended up on a bed and i was sucking one dick while my ass was licked by the other. i love to deep throat and they had the perfect size dicks, both about 7 inches and the perfect size to fit my throat. both of them really enjoyed it. at one point fingers started going into me and i told one of them to get the poppers from my shorts pocket on the floor. while i was sucking one dick and getting lube slathered into me, i felt a finger then two go into me, so naturally i clench my sphincter and that drives him wild. i kind of remembered them mentioning condoms before we met but i felt a hot bare dick head on my hole and it got me excited. while i was deep throating one, i felt the other's raw dick head trying to push into me. i stopped and took a hit of poppers and then felt him push it all the way in. the unanticipated raw dick felt so fucking great, and the fact that they didn't even mention condoms once i was there was driving me wild and my dick was rock hard. i blew my load 5 minutes in but stayed hard, something that rarely happens. both took turns pumping their loads into me, mostly on my back while one fucked me and i sucked the other. i came two more times. after the fact we swapped more saliva and i was on my merry way. now its been a couple hours and i still feel their cum dribbling out of me and i just got their phone numbers in a grindr message. very excited for more

Total pigs and cumsluts like me do not make for the best of faithful partners - sure we are great sex, that is why our partners are with us - but it takes a special kind of top to tolerate being in a relationship with a pig that constantly craves cock and seed. We can't help our cravings - it is what we are born for - to take cock and seed and that need permeates every fibre in our body. My current partner is a great man and I love him heaps - he is great sex and I get plenty of it from him - but that insatiable need for hard cock inside me always wins out over everything else. We have only been together a short while and he is a one on one man and up until recently I lived within the rules. Then, oh fuck - Mardi Gras fortnight came along. For years I have spent those two weeks taking cock and seed from all over the world and absolutely loving it. This year I was going to try and keep a lid on my slutting out - until my partner told me he had to go to Melbourne for four days for work. He did the worst thing he could have done the morning he was leaving, he threw a good 20 minute fuck into me before he left for the airport. Suddenly I was alone., naked in bed, with a load seed in me and horny as fuck. I knew I needed more cock (or dildo - which I resort to at times to satisfy myself fully) so I thought I would hook onto BBRTS and see if I could get "just one more fuck". I threw up a quick connect ad and within 25 mins a middle aged American man, hairy chest nice fat cut cock was talking to me. He was looking for a pig and I knew I was looking for a pig fucker, so in no time at all really we arranged a hook up in his city hotel. I told him my partner had already loaded up my mancunt and he told me not to get rid of the load as he wanted it for lube. In no time I was on the train and headed for town. He was a great fuck, he rimmed, fingered and fucked me for a good half an hour. It was like old times for me, my legs open and a strange cock in me and me enjoying every thrust of his gorgeous cock and the feel of his large balls slapping against my hole. As he blew I arched my back and worked his cock so hard with every muscle in my hole. As he pulled out he reached for the towel, which I quickly pushed aside and went to work to complete the job, cleaning his cock and balls and ensuring what never went in my hole went down my throat as I stuck my tongiue in his piss slit to make sure I got every filament of his seed in me. After some small talk he said ÿou want more". That was music to my ears as I certainly did want him to fuck me again. But, I was misreading what he was saying he meant did I want to fuck for a group. He got back on line and shortly said to me - another top is five minutes away - he wants you blindfolded on all fours. Just like old times I got really excited and knew I was in for a day getting banged. He blindfolded me and I heard the buzzer ring and he left me in the room while he went down to retrieve the top to fuck me. As they walked in he was tellin the top there were already two loads in me. The American slapped my arse and asked me to push some seed back for the top/. I obeyed. I could hear the sounds of undressing and within a minute or so I could feel a cock probing at my hole. In one thrust a good sized cock was buried to the hilt in me - and the hard fucking began and the yank cheered him on from the sidelines. "You like that cock piglet"and "fuck him hard"and "breed the cunt"and "make the pig squeal" were among his verbal onslaught. The top obviously loved it as he fucked me really hard digging his fingers into my hips before finally letting out a guttural groan and unloading in me. "pull it out and let the pig clean you up"the yank said. I immediately spun around and felt for his cock - it tasted wonderful with that lovely pungent taste of three seeds mixed on it. He left and the yank offered me a beer. I accepted as I was hot and bothered and then he told me had organised an Asian and white guy couple to come over and fuck me. He started fingering my sloppy cum filled hole and asked me if I was up for more cock. The dormant slut in me had risen fully and I was ready for the entire city to fuck me. I said yes. Within an hour they arrived the white guy about 50 salt and pepper hair and a hairy chest with a nice average uncut cock, his Asian partner slim, hairless, about 35, average cut cock and I immediately set to work getting them hard. The Asian guy fucked me first and within five minutes he was groaining and busting his nuts in me. His boyfriend immediately took over. The Asian boy walked to my head so I could clean him while his partner fucked me doggy style. After I cleaned the Asian up the yank stuffed his half hard meat in my mouth and I was relieved as I knew I was going to get another serve off him. "Hey piglet do you think you could take both our cocks" he asked. With a mouthful of his now hard thick cock I nodded yes. When they DP'd me I was in heaven, there is nothing nicer for a bottom pig than to feel that full of cock you feel like you are being split in two. I stayed as still as so I could keep both cocks in me as long as possible and let the tops fuck me how they wanted and in what position. The yank had the best of it as he was on top while the white guy was under me and after about five minutes the yank said Ï am going to breed your pig cunt" - he thrust hard and blew in me and all over the white guys cock in me. He slipped out and rolled on to my chest and the white guy pounded me for a few minutes before he too unloaded in me. I loved the verballing I got off both the white guy and the yank - they reminded me of what I was - a fucking cumdump pig. After I cleaned up all the cocks, I felt so complete, so happy and so used - but at the same time thrilled to be filled with loads. My yank friend said he had a dinner date and I got dressed - conscious of my dripping cunt and headed home to suburbia. When I got home I immediately put a butt plug in me to keep all the seed in me for as long as possible. Like all true cumdumps - I had a spring in my step.

I've never in the past paid someone for sex. And it's something I've never thought of myself doing. I get enough dick, that paying for it has never crossed my mind. But, today as I was checking out Craigslist ads, I came across an ad from a 26 year old black guy that was looking for a cocksucker and bottom to take his dick. Normally, if I see the words "generous" "roses", etc. I won't respond to the ads. There were none of those types of words in his ad to tip me off. So, I replied that I would love to suck him and have him fuck me. The pics of his body, chest and cock that he posted were amazing. I included some of my pics in my reply and waited to hear back from him. Just a few minutes later, I got his reply. He said he liked my pics and wanted to fuck me. COOL! A few more back and forth emails, then he dropped the bomb. "Are you generous, Daddy?". Shit! I should have known. Of course a young, good looking, big dicked, stud of a young man like him would be wanting money from me. "Sorry, not my thing", I replied. "Too bad", came the reply. "For $150 bucks, my bbc would feel nice in your daddy ass." I didn't reply. It's a pretty common thing on Craigslist here in Las Vegas for the ads to be from "professionals". I'd stumbled on the trap, that I'm usually smart enough to avoid. About an hour went by, when this black stud sent another email. "You sure you don't want my cock in you?" He attached more pics of his cock. And a few pics of his dick sliding into some white holes. Damn!! I would love to feel him in me. But, not going to pay for it. I replied back to him. "I'd love your dick in me. But, I only fuck raw. Without a raw dick. AND without a load of cum in me, I'm not interested." Normally a demand like that, shuts them up. Most of the professional boys work with condoms. And very few, except the very high priced, exclusive, porn star hustlers will produce a load of cum. Hell, they're turning tricks all day. No way they can cum that many times. They're usually just pretty good actors at sounding legitimate when having a fake orgasm. Anyway, he wrote back, "OK. I'll fuck you raw. And I'll cum in your ass for $200." DAMN! This guy was tempting me to do something I'd never thought of doing. I kept looking at his amazing pics. Imagining how good his rock hard, huge, youthful, black cock would feel fucking me. I had a Christmas Bonus in my wallet. Do I want to blow most of it on what may be a real rip off? I've had a few friends that have used hustlers before. Some had good experiences. But some felt completely ripped off. Finally, my lust for his bbc inside me, weakened my resistance. "Yeah. I want you to seed my ass. Where are you hosting? Can you fuck me at 1pm today? He quickly shot me back his hotel name and room number at one of the big, fancy hotels on the Strip. And I replied that I'd be there. I douched, showered and got in my car. Making the 25 minute drive to his hotel on the LV Strip. It took another 15 minutes to park and walk through the giant casino to his room. I knocked on the door. Still apprehensive about this whole thing. He opened the door. Standing before me was this drop dead gorgeous, young, black God. He was close to 6ft tall. Perhaps 175lbs. His face was youthful, but masculine. He was wearing basketball shorts and a wifebeater tee that showed off his muscular chest and arms. He flashed me a very sincere, welcoming smile. He said "Come on in. Glad you made it. I'm Brian". He extended his hand. As we shook, he pulled me into the room. Closed the door behind him. Locked it and gave me a deep, wet kiss. Still holding my hand, he walked us to the sofa on the opposite side of the room. Next to the floor to ceiling windows that had a gorgeous view of the LV Strip. We sat on the sofa and kissed some more. Brian's a damn good kisser. As we kissed, he began to unbutton my shirt. I did the same to him. We were getting right down to business. Then he stood. Took hold of my hand and pulled me up alongside him. He unbuckled my belt and reached in my briefs to feel my hardening cock. I pulled open the waistband on his shorts and did the same to him. Even soft, it felt like quite a monster in there. Once we were both naked, he guided me to the bed. He had lube, poppers, hand towels all laid out on the bedside table. He kissed me again as we fell back onto the bed. Brian then took hold of the back of my head and guided it to his cock. I began to suck on him. Little, by little it hardened in my mouth. Once he was fully hard, I sucked on his balls for a few moments. Then we switched positions. And Brian began to suck on my cock. He sucked my balls for a bit, then lifted my legs and began to eat my ass. He had me squirming and squealing like a pig. I was begging him to fuck me. He guided me to get on my hands and knees. I asked for the poppers. He handed them to me and I began to take deep drags on them. I was going to need them to accommodate his large cock. As I was sniffing on poppers, Brian was lubing up my ass and his cock. Then he knelt behind me and began to press up inside me. He was young, but a real pro at fucking. He took his time sliding up into me. Letting me slowly adjust to it, before pressing in further. Once I had finally relaxed enough, he began to fuck me. He started off slowly, with long, slow, deep thrusts. But built up speed and depth as he fucked. Soon he was slamming in hard. And I was begging for it. This kid had great instincts. He reached under me and began to pinch and squeeze my nipples as he fucked me. Nothing makes me hornier than having my tits tweaked. Though it didn't seem rushed, it didn't take long before he began to growl and grunt. He slammed hard and deep in me, held it there and then yelled out, "I'm cumming..." His giant, bbc had been rubbing against my prostate as he had been fucking me and as he shook in orgasm, my body also began to quiver and shake as I experienced my own orgasm and I shot my own load onto his white, hotel sheets. He pulled out of me and dropped onto the mattress. I cuddled up alongside him and gently kissed this bronze God on his lips as we both caught our breath. We gently kissed for a couple of moments, then he hopped off the bed and went into the bathroom. I could hear water in the sink running as he cleaned off his dick. I dressed and pulled $250 from my wallet and left the bills on the dresser for him. He deserved the extra $50. He stood in the doorway of the bathroom. As I gave him one last kiss of thanks. And I headed back to my car. No doubt, he'd have some other dude up in his bed within the half hour. I wondered how many guys he was fucking each day? Not a bad gig, when you can make a Vegas Holiday Weekend into a "Paid Vacation". As I drove home, I could feel some of his cum sliding out of my ass. When I got out of my car in my garage, there was a large wet spot on my cloth car seat. I went in the house and expelled the rest of his cum into my toilet. Damn! He had put quite a large load into me. I must have been his first fuck of the day. He definitely didn't "fake it", like I had heard so many reports of the rentb-ys doing. While I don't have any intentions of paying for it, anytime too soon. It was a good fuck. I wish it had lasted a bit longer. But he felt great fucking me. And he got me off, with just his fucking. What more can I ask for? By the time I got back onto Craigslist, he had a new ad up and running. The thought crossed my mind, that it would be interesting to just sit at the end of his hotel hallway and count the numbers of guys going in and out of his room all day and night. I have no doubt he's making quite a hauling this weekend. Oh, to be young and hung!

Thanks for the rep! And for the comment on my post ... are you a size queen when it comes to cocks? xxxx

The only to get in to the pool is jump in

Would love to get fucked by a poz tattoo artist!

Love sex outdoors and tops who can cum more than once. Now I have an image in my head of you getting pounded doggy in your garden! LOL. Your garden may not be overlooked but -if you have close neighbors- I hope it is soundproof too

I want a hot little piss pup to play with.

Love your xhamster profile and your wife

When I get out of the hospital Hector says he can use me and by that he will protect me and I took the beating and said nothing. As I was an escort for Jerry and being Gay I have no problem taking a raw cock and Hector gets the money from the other prisoners. There are so many horny prisoners I’m kept very busy and Hectors send me to the guards also who like fucking and getting BJs. One day Hector tells me I have to make run to the conjugal visit , I tell Hector I’m gay and not into females. I’m told it’s not for sex and laughs. I get to the trailer and the guards are laughing seeing me go into the trailer, there is the young girl with a big bag. She says get naked and bend over on the bed as I see her put gloves on and takes these egg shape device into my hole, soon she is saying can I take more and have been fisted a lot it’s no problem. Soon she is laughing by the amount of the eggs I’m taking and says can I walk and I can but it’s not easy holding my hole closed. When I get the guards are saying the little fagot must have some load in him. Once back in Hector personal guard comes to me and escort me to a special cell where this old man is waiting and tells me to start to squeeze the eggs out and me being a rubber hole they come out very easy and he counts them out and I’m empty. Once I’m empty he is shock that I carried that many and tell me to sit as he ties my arm off and I see the needle go into my arm for a very heavy slam as my reward. Hector see me later and is shock that at 5ft 5 100LBS. could take so many eggs in my hole, the eggs are full of drugs I’m told and from now on I will making this run twice a month. The guards know what is going as Hector gang pays off the on the out side and my rank in hector goes up.

This is really hot. Will definitely try the whole milking part. Curios though about tolerance part, I was in the situation where it didn't felt comfortable feeling the dick deep inside hiting the end but didn't learn yet how to make it feel better

Hello sorry for my English I'm french lol. For your questions I start bareback in 2011 and I'm still negative. The 2 first years I was on placebo (procedure medical study) and after I go to the prep. How many loads I take? A lot cause I'm a cumdump, when I go to a sex club I need cum in my ass and I takes dick after dick, sometimes 20-30 guys in one night. I made poz party in berlin, I go to the lab ect...still negative; and deep Inside me I'm frustated cause I want more....recently I start to "forget to take my prep" and its more exciting for me, it makes me goin hard and crazy when horny men shoot in my ass. I never try Berlin without prep...I hesitate but I want it, certainly duriing my european cumdump summer. I would like to be pozzed and devote the rest of my life to serve a cumdump; take loads everyday.

Which of these 5 guys would you take home for tea with Mom?

First, if it was Saturday 6/3---you could still be in the window for PEP (72 hours) if you are so concerned, go to an ER, call your doc or do something that puts you into contact with a source of PEP. If there was an exposure, it has pretty good odds of preventing full on infection if you follow the correct use. You have no idea if he was infected---for certain. Any testing is just a marker at that point it time---the next day, week or month means nothing if there were other exposures that the most recent test was unable to recognize as an infection. The fact that he test regularly is a good indication he is somewhat legit. A high number of new infections come from partners who do not test or our otherwise unsure of their status. No doubt you had risky sex. Anal receptive partners in M on M sex have a one in 70 chance of being infected. Still the reality of that risk is different when you get to a single specific dick and and a single specific ass. Luck, genetics, roughness of sex, lenght of sex, size of his cock, cleanliness, amount of lube-----the list of individual variables is huge...so your only answer can come from testing. It only takes ONE exposure, I know that for a damned fact. The very first cock I rode post taking PrEP knocked my ass up. One last thing....using the word clean to describe someones HIV (or other STD status) is inappropriate. I am quite clean, I was frequently----I just happen to be POZ too.

Met a guy on a cruising site; wasn't really my type however I was really horny and when I mentioned that I "rarely" get to fuck anyone because condoms make me go "soft", he just said he loves to bottom and why don't you come over? I quizzed him over his status - but he would neither confirm nor deny it - in hindsight because he probably thought I'd not fuck him if I knew. Anyway, I was at the pub and thinking to myself, "this is too easy" but after a few beers, curiosity got the better of me and I walked to his place. Strangely enough we didn't actually fuck the first time - it wasn't my intention not to but he turned out to be a pro at sucking and like I said, I was horny. I would have stayed for seconds but I had an early morning the next day. A few weeks later, he's back online, I'd had a few drinks at the same pub, I go over and this time I fuck him stupid doggy style with no condom in site. Anyway, we fucked about 6-8 times afterwards until I moved; wasn't until a few months later when I found out by accident the person had passed away (car accident of all things, apparently) that one of my other friends mentioned that the person I'd been fucking had been + for years (and that he had a nice arse - I just told him I knew - lol). I just find it a shame I can't go back one more time and just as I'm cumming in him that I know.

It was a rainy start to Gay Days, and wasn't sure Id find much fun. In addition, Tidal Wave, the big water park party was going on later that night. Despite a light off and on rain I stopped by my favorite bar with an outside play area. Outside they have 4 "stalls" each with a picnic table in them which is great for breeding. There were less than 10 guys there so it didn't seem too promising. Only 1 person was in a stall, but he came ready to play, carefully hanging his backpack of gear for all to see. I peeked my head in and there was a hot latin guy standing in the corner, rubbing his bulge through his pants. He invited me in and asked me if I wanted to get fuckt hard I told him I wasn't here to play cards. I asked him what was in the bag, and he said If I was a good cocksucker, Id soon find out. I said, "Lets get started!" He immediately dropped his pants, wearing a jock underneath, and it was clear that he had been pre cumming quite a bit. He started to pull his cock out of his bulging jock and I told him I wanted to taste the cum on his jock, which he liked. He called me a good pig, and said there was much more to cum. I sucked on his cock through his jock for just a few minutes and then pull off his jock. Am amazing 9 or more cut cock, glistening with pre cum. He told me to get naked, and lay on the table so that I could suck him, which I quickly did. He was an aggressive face fucker, and I gagged a few times. He told me I would have to do better if I wanted to know what was in his bag. I tried my best, and as I was sucking him, he slipped 2 maybe 3 fingers up my ass. By this time we had 2 voyeurs, each rubbing their crotches as they watched. He told me my ass was tight, and need to be loosened up, he took his cock out of my mouth and headed to his bag, where he pulled out an 8 inch dildo. He showed little mercy in shoving it up my ass while I sucked him. After about 5 minutes, he asked if I was ready for the real thing, to which I said fuck yea! He told me to bend over the table and get ready for the breeding of my life, which it was. He briefly ate my ass, and then spit on it twice. He then teased my hole with his cock head, and told me I would have to beg for it, which I was happy to do. Once he was satisfied with my begging, he showed no mercy and shoved himself in balls deep. I was pretty vocal, and after a few minutes, he said he needed something to keep me a bit more quiet, and went to his bag were he pulled out a ball gag. By this time, the two voyeurs were naked and jacking, and he told them they could have me after he dropped his load deep in me. He pumped my ass for 10-15 minutes, before dropping a nice load in me. The other two guys took turns on feeding my mouth. It was a bit awkward in the position over the table, but somehow it worked. After the Latino shot deep in me, he said, "Who next?" The first guy was about 7-8 inches but really thick, just the way I like my cock. He wasn't as aggressive as the Latino, and it was king of like having a hot dog in Yankee stadium. He was still a great fuck though, pumping me for about 20 minutes before unloading up my ass. By this time, several other voyeurs arrived. The third guy was a big black stud, with a cock pretty similar to the Latino, yet thicker. He asked if I was ready for some poz seed, but all I could do was shake my head yes with the ball gag still in. By now my hole was well stretched, and he shot in about 5-10 minutes. The latino went back to his bag, and pulled out a blindfold, and told me he would choose who fucked me next, and I wouldn't see them, just feel them! The two new voyeurs shot their loads while jacking, so I knew it wouldn't be them. After being blindfolded, apparently no one else showed up, so the Latino said my ass was his again. He apparently went back to his bag, and got some rope and tied me to the table. Again showing no mercy, he went in balls deep. As he was fucking me, it started to lightly rain. The rain felt good on my body. It dint stop the Latino from breeding me hard though. He dropped his load in my cummy hole again as it started to rain pretty hard. He said he should just leave me there and let the rain wash the cum from my hole, but decided against that. He removed the ball gag and blindfold after seeding me, ate my ass and snowballed it with me. He said I wasn't really his type, but it was slow, so he took a chance. So happy that he did! Not sure if the guy who said he was poz or not was actually, but that's part of the chase I guess. I have always wanted to know my gifter, but being a cum dump was pretty fun! I guess time will tell if I was gifted or not. Went inside with the Latino and he bought me a beer, saying I deserved it. Come to find out he was visiting from Puerto Rico for Gay Days.

Getting even more interesting. It would be funny if she decides to refuse to get on PrEP but to fuck any other client of the STD clinic instead :-)

CHAPTER 15: Jake immediately assumed the spot between Ty's legs, pulling Ty’s hips close, lightly teasing and touching his hole. Then, in one swift movement, he turned Ty over onto his back. My adorable little brother's face, relaxed and yet slightly fatigued, his brown hair sporting a serious case of bed head, emerged from the pillows, as did his very stiff dick. I had to admire Ty’s body which was mostly hairless, as I was some 10 years in the past. He was so damn, adorably cute. I had to admit to myself that a part of me always wanted him for myself. I watched with interest as Jake pulled my brother's ass up close to accommodate the business of breeding ass. Using his middle finger, he applied a little pressure, teasing Tyler before placing the head of his poz dick at the entrance, wiping some precum onto Ty’s well lubed hole. Then, with a quick push and a grunt, Jake pushed his cock head into Tyler. “Ahhh... ahhh... fuck… fuck… so good… feel so good,” Ty moaned as Jake’s dick worked its way into his body. From where I stood, holding Ty’s toothbrush, which was covered in his own blood, I was completely enthralled. It looked to me as if Jake’s dick was fitting into Ty's ass like a custom made glove. “Fuck yeah” softly escaped my lips. Jake pushes his way in further, eventually balls-deep, as he soaked in the pleasure of Ty’s warm ass. From experience I knew the wonderful sensations of Ty’s hole when it is surrounding a cock, in this case, a poz cock, and as Jake tantalized Tyler's body by rubbing, stroking and tweaking his torso, I could almost feel what Tyler was experiencing, especially as the slight amount of hair on Jake's body must have teased Tyler, who was virtually hairless. Studying the two of them go at it, I felt my cock starting to ooze precum, which could only mean I would need to top Tyler sooner rather than later. Ty's eyes seem glued to Jake's body, too. Jake seemed interested in Ty as well, appearing to be fixated on the lead pipe jutting up from my brother’s crotch, which struck me as somewhat odd as, when we have fucked, Jake has almost never even noticed my cock. I wasn't sure why he would, in particular, notice Ty’s. Honestly, I wouldn't expect him to give Ty’s dick any attention. "Chris, come here dude, suck your little brother’s neg dick for me," he said half-smirking, without breaking his gaze from Ty's eyes. I couldn't help but notice Ty didn't even glance at me as Jake spoke. I put the toothbrush down, and obeyed Jake’s words like one of Pavlov’s dogs, leaning over and sucking my own little brother’s dick right into my mouth. Initially my head was positioned perpendicular to Ty's body, but Jake gestured to encourage me to change my position, so I climbed over Ty, so we were into more of a “69” position, but I was intent on just taking care of him, I didn't try to get my ass or cock into his mouth. 'Jake must love the idea of his sweaty abs banging against my head' I thought as I focused on pleasuring Ty's cock. Not that I was unhappy. To be in the middle of the action, in this position in particular, was excellent. Talk about having a ring-side seat. By holding Ty’s nut sac, I could easily see past Ty's junk to where Jake's dick was moving in and out, and as Jake's cock slid out it tugged at Ty's ass lips much the way my cock did, only to push them back as he slid home again. The sheen of Jake’s cock, which was oozing with ass juices, bits of cum, and a tinge of what seemed likely to be Ty’s blood was thrilling. I remember thinking 'Ty’s ass must be bleeding some now, and is getting a dose of unmedicated poz sperm'. Which, I concluded, was not a good combination if one wanted to remain neg. I didn't know, of course, how often guys sucked Ty's cock, but on the assumption it was a relatively rare occasion, I put my heart into it, wanting to give Ty a treat. As I've hinted, Ty’s dick isn’t particularly big, so bottoming came natural to him, but his modest size had the happy result that my mouth easily formed a nice, warm cocoon around the shaft. A dark thought crossed my mind, “Bottoms who bareback end up HIV-positive, not gonna be squirting neg loads much longer gay boy," but that didn't distract me from my appointed task. Ty, meanwhile, was continuously moaning as a result of the stimulation he was receiving at both ends. I could feel his hair against my legs as his head thrashed back and forth, followed by Ty's body tensing up as he groaned “Gonna cum Chris … gettin’ close.” Somehow I got the impression he was actually asking permission of Jake to cum, and apparently Jake heard the same request as he gasped "Let it go boy … spill that last neg load," without, however, pausing in his assault on Ty's ass. Looking up from Ty's crotch I could see Jake’s body was wet with sweat, and rivulets ran down his torso, some splattering, I imagined onto my neck and into my hair. Without forethought the thought "Mmmmm… I’d love to get in those arm pits of his right now,” flashed across my brain. Sensing a change in Ty’s body, I knew his need to cum was taking over, and sure enough, abruptly his second orgasm of the night ripped through his body. This time, however, with his cock deep inside my mouth, he involuntarily squealed as he unloaded, his load erupting into my mouth, my lips tightening around his cock to ensure I got every drop of his cum. "Keep sucking Chris," Jake urged, adding "Help your little bro squirt." Jake was clearly getting off on the sight of some brother-on-brother incest and maybe thought of my swallowing Ty's load. In any event, Jake puts his hand on top of my head as I swallowed Ty's cock, clearly approving of the turn of events. I was turned on by the taste of Ty’s cum, although I mumbled “I want this cock poz,” even if, as a result of Ty’s softening cock which was still stuffed in my mouth, my words were unintelligible. I barely finished sucking down Ty's salty cum when Jake took me by the hair commanding "Get behind me and lick my hole, babe." I was spellbound by the control he was exhibiting. He was apparently quite an Alpha when fucking. I looked him and without a word, stood-up, moved around to his ass, finding myself transfixed by the vision of Jake's ass bulging and contracting as he pistoned in and out of Ty. Spreading his muscular cheeks, it occurred to me his hole was almost certainly tight as, now that he was poz, Jake mostly topped. It also occurred to me his crack was also beautifully furry, and his hole seemed to be winking at me. I drooled in anticipation, wanting to lick it, suck it and tongue fuck his until Jake lost some of that self control. "Get your mouth on my hole, dude … make out with it", he demanded. Yeah, Jake was in the Alpha-zone and fully expected me to comply. He reached behind himself trying to find my head, but I manage to get my mouth into his crack before he could force me. Running my tongue over Jake's pucker, I slid my tongue up his crack. The salty smell and taste of his ass sweat filled my nostrils and mouth, inviting me to move south again to really go after the prize. I pushed my way in, as best I could giving his incessant movement, although he slowed his his rhythm a bit to allow me to slip my tongue into his hole, tensing up as I made entrance. "That's it dude, … get in there," he moaned. Pushing deeper, I was lost in his words. Jake's asshole occasionally clamped down on my tongue, which added to our mutual pleasure. I did my best to lick and suck as Jake attempted to increase push himself over the top. I was certain Ty's ass would very soon receive another toxic load of sperm. “My baby brother … intentionally pozzed," I thought as I pleasured Jake’s hole. Jake leaned forward, kissing Ty. The angles were weird, and they could scarcely connect, so I pulled back for a moment. Ty wrapped his arms around Jake, which allowed Jake's strong hands to pull Ty's back up so they could make out, without disturbing Jake's cock was was still deeply buried in Ty’s ass. From my earlier sexual experiences with Jake, I knew Jake as a fierce kisser and sure enough his lips pushing Ty's mouth open as Jake's tongue licked the inside of Ty's mouth, which led them both to pant and moan. "I'm gonna cum so hard in your hole, boy! I’m gonna dump a poz load in you. Your ready for this?" Jake asked. "Breed my cunt … breed me. Fucking fill my ass with poz cum." I was somewhat stunned by the Ty's command. I had never heard him make such a definitive statement - or seen or heard him be so filthy. Looking back, it is somewhat amusing to see how one's perception of another as innocent could be so easily shattered. I watch Jake bite down on Ty's lower lip, “Ahhhh… ahhhh… fuck … fuck," as his orgasm hit. I slid under the two of them, taking the opportunity to lick Jake's balls and shaft as the poz cum flowed out of his dick and into Ty’s body. His big balls lifted and contracted rhythmically as the cum flowed. The position also gave me the opportunity to recall my experiences as a bottom with Jake as prominent among such memories is the thought of the smell and the sensation of his body and his beautiful dick. From the position where I was crouched I surmised Ty was also caught-up in the smell Jake’s breath and arm pit sweat. When he was done, I quickly extracted myself and Jake pushed forward, collapsing on top of Ty. His dick slipped out and the two continue making out. I could see Jake’s poz dick hanging right there in front of me, and I couldn't help but go for that last drop of cum oozing out of the head of his dick as I generally cleaned-up the poz rod. After I had carefully savored the last drop, I swallowed Jake's entire cock, even as I realized Jake's cock tasted like Ty's ass. Jake and Ty are making out and I get up and move my face closer to them. “Fuck yeah,” I moaned in agreement. Ty looked over at me, broke his kiss with Jake, and commenced making out with me.

this brings back memories of dad and his brother sharing me from a very young age...love family seed.

I love what NLBear says about "pay attention and take cues from the top". My 'prime directive' is that everyone wants cum in the hole, so to help the top achieve that recognize he is commander and chief of making that happen. I love what rtpbbcub says about a demanding bottom. ANY imperative works against me. "Harder"and "Fuck me harder" suck! They show the bottom is trying to direct the action, which makes no sense if cum in the hole is the goal. Saying that shows the bottom cares more about how it feels to him than to the top. And there is an inherent criticism . . . what is my 7 1/2" mushroom-headed knob not enough? . . . at the LAST moment when a hard dicked top should be criticized. In fact for me, I dont like a bottom talking at all. I get in my head thinking about what I am doing . . . just the idea of it. . . . and the way my dick is feeling . . . and whether my cum is rising and my dick head swelling . . .all that hotness in my head taking me to the cum, and a bottom chattering away just distracts me. So I'll say "shh" gently or kiss a bottom when he opens his mouth. Or put my hand over it. Some guys might love dirty talk though, which is why his cues to you are ao important I have to add too that while some guys do not like a completely passive, no feedback bottom, I am very NOT fond of overactors, emoters, hams, drama bottoms. If it feels good, yay. But no need to push out a moan every stroke for my sake. Disingenuous writhing and screaming is a distraction! Be real. Be a supporting player, not the star.

“Ummm nice sloppy hole…Do you think he needs a raw poz cock in his ass?” asks Liam We respond immediately. “Fuck yeah, want to see your poz cock sliding in his cunt…Can’t wait to see his face when you flood his guts.” Liam has Ross, his boyfriend of two years, immobilized …controlled …powerless …helpless…his mind fucked up and now for the first time he’s going to fuck its hole with his newly positive meat. As he pushes his big, thick 9-inch cock in, not ramming it in, but not exactly slowly either. He just pushed in steadily and forcefully, his fat cock muscling any flesh out of its way until Liam’s well-trimmed pubes were scratching his boyfriend’s ass. “Fuck yeah, love that hole,” he grunted, and started to fuck, he slowly started pumping in and slowly out, he was paying attention how all the warm fluids squished around his cock. Ross was so full of cum it sprayed froth everywhere on the out stoke “Damn, boy! Got a ten-day load I need to blow” Ross cocked his head to the talk, as if somewhere in the back of his mind he recognized that voice but to fog his brain once more Liam had started moving his hips harder and faster. His lust levels were sky high with his urge to breed. Now that he didn't have to worry, he had to breed. He wanted to breed. And breed right now. He started pushing in as deep as possible into Ross. Grahame has his phone out recording the pozzing then disappears tapping out texts. By the way Liam was pounding that ass, I knew he couldn't wait to unload, his breathing was getting ragged and I could see sweat flying as his full balls slapped against his boyfriend’s ass. “Get ready for my load” huffs Liam. Ahhh! That desperate urge to cum…and we are all surprised by the reply “That’s what I’m for, Daddy, enjoy using me.” That was enough to push him over the edge as he slammed balls-deep and stopped, his balls pulled up when he blew, the most recent member of the brotherhood’s strain shot out of his piss slit like Exocet Missiles firing his virus in to the punctured lining of Ross’s ass and guts. He sighed in satisfaction, feeling the warmth of his cum push deeper as he scraped of his fingernails down His boy’s back as he trembling in orgasmic release grunting as his cock stopped pulsing. Liam fell forwards propping himself up on his elbows his mouth next to Ross’s right ear, “You’re well fucked now mate!” Again, the head twitched and we could see his brow crease in recognition, “Hope you enjoyed the leaving do…time for a new flat mate ‘coz this one’s checking out!” Ripping all nine inches out in one swift action followed by a river of pink streaked cum. “Awww werrr…. fuck! Lee, Lee is that you? Fuck Noooooooooooo. Lee, Lee I’m sorry oh fuck” as he struggles to break free from his shackles making the rope bite into his flesh and as he continues to thrash more skin is torn from his wrists and ankles. “Please Lee let me explain” more wriggling….” Fuck! How do I get out of here? Please someone” As he starts to wail and sob apologies all Ross hears is the footsteps as we walk away. We group hug to make sure Liam is OK knowing we have witnessed the end of his relationship, “Yeah I’m all good, I knew he was cheating, yet funnily enough I was cool with that it’s all those lies that I can’t deal with…all day has been building up to me telling him to fuck off, now it’s done I feel fine!” adding, “especially with you guys support” I admit it, I’m certainly in lust with, if not love with Liam and before asking Grahame, I blurt out “Move in with us, y’know friends with benefits!” “sweet” is his answer but he’s already answered with his massive cock immediately boning up in anticipation, in fact we’re all ready to go again, but wait, there’s knocking at the door, “Ah, right on time, it’s Pitor and his friends to continue with Ross where we left off” says Grahame. For Ross, still cussing and his body heaving as he sobs into the bedding, now does have a stranger behind him. The 6’5” Pole has no fat on his alabaster white body that makes his 10inch cut cock, with next to no pubic hair, look obscenely huge. In his thick accent, he tells Ross, “when I heard we had a cheating negative boy all tied up ready to be raped my friends and I couldn’t keep away. Share the toxic HIV strain that infected your friends with another buddy” He pushed his cock slowly all the way down, and then started ramming like Ross was a piece of meat. "nice, I love the sloppy seconds or thirds" It must have been sooo painful at first but he couldn't say anything other than make strange noises because he had a cock ramming his mouth. The three guys swapped places between his ass and mouth for at least 30 minutes. Whilst we make arrangements for Liam to move in we hear one of the strangers grunt as he pushed his big cock deeper and dumped his load deep inside, then another foreign voice, Pitor’s?, adds "Fuck I want to cum! That’s my good little boy, daddy’s gonna knock you up tonight…Let your POZ daddy ride that ass." It took him less than five minutes before blasting his load pushing the loads yet deeper in Ross’s guts, "Take IT, more POZ cum for your ass!” with real emphasis on IT and POZ to embed in his brain. The last guy must have had bull balls ‘coz all we could hear was the constant slapping as they smacked against Ross’s ass, “I…like…look in your eyes…. you see biohazard tattoo…on chest…. makes me harder…Aaaarrrrgh” We are gob smacked when Ross responds with, "More, give it to me. Oh fuck, I love it. Give me more." So we run into the bedroom for the finale "Getting close” smack, smack, smack, “I'm going to shoooooooooot” "Give it to me. Shoot it into me. Fuck I want your Poz load, fucking knock me up" Ross pants quickly followed by, “Oooowe fuck cuuuummmming” as the last of his negative loads are pushed out and we watch mesmerized as the huge hairy balls are rested on Ross’s ass as the guy had bottomed out, was not moving, but his body and cock continued flexing, doubtless oozing more and more poz cum into the completely wrecked hole. He withdrew leaving a flood of cum all over Ross’s ass. They untied the sweaty cum covered Ross and, leaving me and Liam alone in the lounge, order Ross to get out of the house. As exhausted as he was, filled with a gallon of high viral cum, his ripped ass and mouth in pain from the hour of constant poking, he wobbly got up off the bed, gathered his stuff, struggled to get in some clothes and left head bowed without saying a word. Hope it matched his dream rape fantasy!

Grahame, me and Liam all arrive at ours pretty much at the same time only just beating our boy Ross who is impatiently knocking at 6.20. Grahame, naked and boned opens the door and stepping forward growls "Come here." In uber dominant mode he orders "Open your mouth.” Ross obediently complies getting spat deep into his mouth, Grahame’s mouth engulfs Ross’s their tongues wresting before pulling off looking at the panting Ross who visibly looks weak kneed with lust as blood rushes to his dick, clearly throbbing in arousal. Closing the front door behind them Grahame completely dominated Ross puling his trousers down, shirt and tie off over his head - There’s no sign of guilt for Liam just the combination of pure lust and his pulsing dick are in control of all thoughts leading towards his downfall. As another brutal kiss takes place before us in our kitchen hiding place Grahame is squeezing first one, then the other cheek, hard, grunting into Ross’s mouth as he does it. Then finding his asshole Grahame starts to scratch into it completely dry, he forced his middle finger in knuckle deep, digging away. Ross squirms under the torment yet looks like he could cum from that play alone as his cock bounces up and down drooling long strings of pre-cum. We watch in awe as Grahame rips his finger out wraps Ross into his arms, picks him up, and deposited him on our bed joining him there in one swift action. Who knew he had such strength? Both Liam and I jack ourselves, I don’t know about Liam but my dick was so hard it was hurting. Grahame presented Ross with his cock “Take it in your mouth” and then “That's my boy, work that fat dick” Ross takes inch after inch “its gonna grow big boy” as Ross’s eyes roll back, his jaw is stretched to its max “It’s growing to full length now. You like that taste of my precum?” Ross nods, slurping, tears running down his face as Grahame fucks his mouth for a while adding “No teeth or biting or you’ll pay” as he roughly plunges the full length of his long fat dick down the gagging gullet. As Ross struggles for breath with tears, snot and spit flowing Grahame, meanwhile, picks-up with our agenda, plucks the stale sweat soaked long black compression sox from his running days off from the cabinet and ties them around Ross’s face totally blocking his vision. “Now you won’t know who is pounding your hole, lay out face down, arms and legs out spread-eagled.” “I’ll spread for anyone who needs a hole to cum in,” he confidently replied, loud enough for us all to hear” as Ross all too willingly complies allowing us to make our entrance descending on him like a plague of locusts tying him to all four corners of the bed frame, he panics, “What the fuck? Whose there? How many of you are there?” “Scccch, just go with the flow we’re here to make your fantasy come true” I bark in his ear slapping his butt hard. Ross yowls in agony, “Yeah it hurt my hand too BITCH” I say and to pacify the panicking Grahame begins fucking his mouth before he could say anything else telling him "you wanted raping, so we're gonna rape you" Grahame rips his shiny spit covered 8-inch cock from Ross’s gasping mouth climbs over and gets behind Ross pulls his cheeks apart showing us his completely exposed hole, spits directly onto this hole, fingers the phlegm in, massaging his ass lips. “There’s to be no safe words just your hole as our fuck toy” Ross struggles against the tightly tied rope but there’s no reply…Ross knows and accepts what we have in mind. And with that Grahame plunges three fingers in deep jabbing his prostate, fingers wriggling working the cum out of Ross’s balls with each prod as Grahame gets into this roleplay with copious amounts of precum dribbling onto our plaything’s butt hole and ass crack. His poisonous dick head leaking freely is now firmly lodged against Ross’s hole. “Get ready to get knocked up bitch! Take my cock and cum” as he rocks forward a few times pushes hard and breaks through Ross’s sphincter, he yells out in pain, “Fuck, fuck, fuck STOP” Grahame, true to his word plows on opening Ross up with small thrusts, pushing harder to sink ever fully in till he’s balls deep. “Yeah you love this, I feel your ass wrapped sooooo tightly around my big dick trying to squeeze my dirty load out.” Then proceeds to power fuck for the next ten minutes pulling almost all the way out before ramming all the way in oblivious to Ross’s protestations. With excess precum and ass juices dripping down Ross’s ass crack on each out stroke onto our sheets - our little souvenir for later! Ross’s ass muscles have long since given up as Grahame is long-fucking with abandon building up speed pounding hard working up to his climax. "Fuck… I’m close, you’re going to get my load like it or not” “Yes! flood my guts, cum in meeeeee!” screams Ross bucking under the bouncing body of Grahame desperate for his load. Grahame stops. “Hey boy! This is a rape roleplay, you’re supposed to fight against being fucked REMEMBER?” his dick flexing and throbbing deep inside and as he starts punch fucking adds to the taboo by telling the truth. “Take my POZ cum, I’m knocking you up…..NOW!” as his flexing dick spasms and floods Ross’s hole with POZ cum sinking further into the well-used ass says. “You’re mine now,” Ross unsure if it is truth or fiction stammers, “Wwwwhat did you say?” as Grahame continues to push the deadly seed deeper, “You’re mine now” is what I said, “No, no before that, about you being POZ” “Oh yeah…adds spice to your rape eh? Getting knock-up by highly infectious Poz guys. I thought that IT would give a POSITIVE charge to your senses as you totally submit to us.” Deep within Ross’s psyche something happened as his hole was in unknown ecstasy clamping down hard around Grahame’s cock, panting there is a garbled “Argh” as his balls erupted pumping volley after volley of cum flowing into the sheets beneath him. Grahame pulls out, moves to the head of the bed, turns our victim’s head and demands, “Open up and clean my cock” and as soon as Ross begins to open his lips the pink cum covered dick is pushed in.

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

This one of the first stories I've read where anyone has described "the darkness" as he put it. Years ago when I used to fight the virus, I would feel it trying to communicate with me. It would give me ideas and visions of breeding ass. Hes right about it needing to move on from us. It needs us to be willing partners in its quest. Once I stopped fighting and bonded with the virus. I gained the ability to practically sniff out neg ass.There is absolutely nothing more intense the nutting deep inside a neg guys hole. Especially if you're stealthing him. Absolutely pure heaven!

Have been sexually active since jr high/7th grade and while not a chaser per se, was always Poz friendly...I had plenty of anon bareback sex. Most of the time it was status "dont ask dont tell" but if it was disclosed and a guy knew he was Poz I would use a rubber. I would go thru cycles where I would be horned 24/7 and then go weeks/months where I couldnt even get hard no matter how much porn etc I would watch. Then I converted. After the initial shock wore of my sex drive returned full force and have been horned 24/7 for the past 5 years. Crave cum. NO load or cock refused in my fuckhole. But in order of preference 1) Toxic Poz 2) UnDetactable Pos (unPoz). 3) Unknown. 4) Neg Even after being bred and even cumming myself I am back online looking for the next cock/load

Don't know that it made my sex drive increase, but it did make me horny as fuck to top. I'm usually happier as a catcher, but my dick started itching like crazy to unload in holes once I knew my seed was charged.

The promise you really hope the other guy doesn't keep.

TOok one in the gut this AM.