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Dad’s Basement Part Thirty Six I’m must have fallen asleep because when I woke up the house was quiet, but it was still dark outside. I stripped naked, then quietly opened my door. The hall was eerie quiet and dark. I slowly made my way down to Dad’s room. As I got closer, I could hear him softly snoring. His door was wide open. I stopped and stood motionless in the doorway, just watching Dad sleep. He was just barely covered by a white sheet. His hairy muscular chest, rose and fell with each breathe he too. A big mound, just under the edge of the sheet, indicated his cock and balls. He was soft, but it was still erotic seeing the mound. I quietly, but quickly moved to his bed. Gently I lifted the sheet and climbed in, sliding next to his body. He stirred a little causing me to freeze. I slid my hand under the sheet and wrapped my fingers around his cock. Still asleep he quietly moaned. “Daddy I need it” I whispered in his ear. He mumbled something I didn’t understand. “Daddy, I need your cock bad” He still didn’t wake. I moved my face closer and could smell the Scotch on his breathe. His cock was slowly growing in my fist. “Slide your cock into my boy pussy” His hips were moving slightly, fucking my hand. “It’s so empty without you inside me” “Can’t, hurt you” he mumbled. I turned my ass towards him, reached back and put his fingers near my crack. They soon were rubbing up and down my crack. “Mmmm boy pussy” “Yes Daddy, my boy pussy needs your hard Daddy dick” “Mmmmmm” “Please Daddy, please” He flipped on his side, his cock was rock hard. I aimed it towards my crack, then started to rub it up and down. “Your so hard Daddy, slide it in me, pleeeaaasse” He pulled me in closer, which caused his cock to press against my hole. I spit in my hand, reached back, and rubbed it on my hole. “Fill me Daddy, fill me with your cock” He slowly pushed forward, his cock head pressed hard against my hole. I pushed out and his head popped in. I bit my lip to keep from crying out from the pain. Taking a deep breathe, I pushed back, swallowing his hard cock with my hole. “Oh Daddy, I love your big cock feels good in my hole” “Oh son!” I felt more pain as his hard cock stretched my hole open. I didn’t stop I kept sliding back on it. Dad moved in closer and I could feel his breathe on my next. “Daddy, fuck my hole” He slowly moved his cock out until his head was just inside. He pushed back in slowly. I moaned through the pain that shot through my body. “We don’t have to, son” “I want to Daddy” “If you are sure” “Fuck me Daddy, fuck me like you did earlier” He pulled out quickly, reached around and put his hand at my throat, squeezed as he slammed back into my hole. My cock jumped as he slammed in. I grunted loudly as he continued to pull out and slam in. “That’s it Daddy, rough fuck my hole” I yelled “Daddy is going to rip you open boy!” His fingers tightened more around my throat, as his cock slammed in and out of my hole. I could feel my hard cock bouncing, hitting my stomach and leaving pre-cum. The pain was quickly turning to pleasure. Daddy pushed the sheet off us and lifted my leg high. I could see in the mirror of the dresser that was across from the foot of the bed, Daddy’s big cock quickly moving in and out. His balls were moving up and down in his sac as he pumped my hole. “I need your big thick toxic load Daddy” “You are going to get it boy” “Seed me deep Daddy” “Oh fuck buddy” He pulled his hand off my throat. His arm slid under me, the wrapped around putting me in a choke hold. He now free hand slapped my ass hard. I jumped. He grunted loudly as he thrusted into my hole. “You sure you want Daddy to dump his load into you” “Yes Daddy, recharge me” He pumped fast and faster, squeezing my throat tighter. I felt a bit panicked as he tightened his forearm against my throat. I started to breathe shallow, quick breaths. He pushed deeper and deeper with each thrust. “Can’t hold it son, you going to get my poz load” He rammed in deep into me, pressing his hairy crotch and hips against my ass. “Take it son, recharging your strain!” His cock twitched, as my hole tightened and pulsed as I shot my load without even touching my cock. He released my throat as we finished shooting our loads. “Damn son, you know how to work Daddy up” “I know Daddy” His cock slowly slid out as he softened. “You’re really into rough sex huh boy” “Yeah, a little” “Let’s not let Dax know, he will exploit that” “I’m going to get him some how, some way” “I don’t know how we can get away from him” “I’m working on something, maybe with the help of Garrett’s cop friend we can” “We have to be careful” “Yeah I don’t want you in trouble” “Let’s get some sleep, I will call Doc tomorrow to set up an appointment to check out your boy pussy” He wrapped his arms around me, held me tight until we fell asleep, my mind plotting away.

At least I can finally write my own story. My name is François, I'm half french and half Swiss. I must ask for your forgiveness if my English isn't all that good. I have read all the time stories here, especially those about cumdumps because this is one of my biggest fantasies, and I've always wanted to do it. And finally, two days ago, I finally had the perfect opportunity to experience my fantasy. I'm 23 years old, although I look to be in the range of 18 to 19 years of age. I'm 170 cm in height, and weigh 53 kg. I have brown hair and eyes and rather pale, white skin. At the time of this story I had arrived in Berlin a month earlier, but let's stop talking about me and tell you what happenned to me the other day. It was Friday, I didn't want to out with my friend because i was fucking horny and was craving to get filled. I met a guy i already saw before, he is 42yo, thin with a big nice dick (18cm) I guess and kinky side (He promised me that he will whore me out sometimes).He fucked me good for 30 minutes i think and opened my hole well before giving me his hole but i didn't came and was still horny. So i decide to go to the Boiler (Maybe some of you know this place). So i took the train to get there, once i arrived, i was amazed of how big, clean and so full of beautiful guys was. I walked around a bit to discover the place but already some guys were cruising with me and trying to have their ways with me but i didn't give myself until i saw this sexy 40 yo londonian man stroking his big dick in front of me, as i saw him, i didn't take long to get against him jerking him off and caressing his body. we went in some special room where there is some kind of window with another room where guys can come and watch the fuck. he was very sexy and very sensitiv to my pleasure, he sucked me good but not as good as i sucked him, i even succeed to deepthroat him, then things became hotter, he eat my ass and it gets even more sloppy then it was already (I kept the load from my first fuck) and before i could say anything, he was balls-deep into my ass. He was a great fucker, I couldn't avoid myself to moan like a bitch, but i didn't lost my time and sometimes I ride him and bring him to the edge of his pleasure. I love looking the guys who's is fucking me into the eyes while i ride him good, they are always with star in the eyes and a bit shocked from getting so much pleasure to see this cute little twink bottom that I am, riding their cock. in the next room a lot of guys pass and one of them locked himself in the room to be quiet while he watched us fuck. But i don't give him too much attention. the londonian guy told that he wants me to cum at the same time and want me to ride his cock to make him cume and so i did. It didn' take long to him to filled me with his cum and for me to unload on his chest. after that i collapsed a few minutes on him, all sweaty with his cock still buried into myself. After that, i went on my way again. The fuck was great but i was still horny. I took a shower but still kept the 2 loads hardly won and went drink a beer at the bar. And when i came back in the cruising area, i finally saw the guys who was going to be my dominant top, my alpha, my daddy. I think he crushed on me instantly too because as soon as we saw each other, he went into a room and look at me like to say "come to me". He was a very sexy 38 yo looking daddy muscked but not too much bith a very nice veiny pretty big dick (18cm) black hair and beard and very hairy with a ring on of this nipple. Once I got in his room, we kissed and caress each other, I gently caress his nipple which seemed to turn him on a lot and then he threw me on the blanket and fucked me hard and good. He was so hard that I moaned loudly and some of the cum inside my ass dripped out, i was a bit afraid that he noticed but didn't care and continued until he fucked me even faster than before wrecking my ass and finally got as deep as he could to unload too in my ass. I was on the edge and came too very fast fingering my hole with all that cum but it didn't stop, we chatted a bit and he asked me if i liked to do threesome and maybe being shared and i said of course, i do with a pretty naughty smile. He said that's cool and i replied to him that he could share me with more than one guy. so we went into another room and fucked again and he gave me another load in my gutts then he opened the door and told me to get doggystyle while i sucked him. At the beginning, few guys just passed in front of the room but soon a group appears in front of the door but they were only watching so my friend (Antonio) got behind and fucked me good in front of them and invite guys to come. He stopped and spread my cheeks apart with his big hands and then i felt a great thick cock fucking me good, the cock was not too long but perfectly thick and his skin against mine felt amazingly good (Antonio told after that he was black), then he came i felt so full of cum, i felt my ass dripping of it but each time it happends, Antonio carefully put it back in my ass with his fingers, another's man cock or his own. I couldn't see the guys who fucked me but i didn't care, i was so happy and i could do it all night long if i would taken drugs. two other guys came after they didn't have so big dick as Antonio or the black but they got endurance and big loads. after the third one i asked Antonio to make a break and smoke a cigaret because my ass was sore but it begin to hurt me a bit (I got a tight ass). So we moved in another room and he fucked me again and i asked him to piss in my ass, he was so happy that i asked him to do it that he fucked me even harder to come and then he emptied his piss in my ass. After that i felt amazing, we took a shower together and i had to be careful because my ass was so open that i could feel piss and cum running down my legs. Piss fucking is great but it's always a bit difficult to continue fucking after so i went to the bathroom to emptied and clean my ass. and get back to the cruising area where i joined Antonio again, we cruised a bit and in the smoking area found 2 super sexy arabic guys who were staring at me with sexual interest eyes, that makes me a bit blush and laugh because i was next to my daddy and they looked at him a bit like they were jalous. But the night proved that they don't have to. We went back in another room and do it again, soon even more guys than before were in front of the door looking at us, stroking their cocks and they beginn to enter the room, a 50yo man with a nice dick beginn to fuck me but then the 2 arabics guys came and Antonio told the guy's fucking me to go and so, after i was sucking one of the arabic while Anotonio sucked his friend, quickly one of the arabic guys with a very nice dick i have to say came in my back and fucked me while i sucked his friend. But there was too many people in the room. there was even a second bottom getting fucked next to me. And this was the first time i got so many fucked and my ass really hurt, even more after Antonio pissed. Unfortunately i didn't heard one of the arabic guys asking Antonio to go the four of us in another room and decided to stop here. when i knew that i was a bit disappointed but i had enough cock for a first gangbang experience and decided to go back home. I stayed a bit with Antonio and exchange each other number, took a shower, try to ged rid of the cum or the piss still in my ass and walked home. This experience was amazing and i'm looking forward to do it again. I hope you enjoyed this story. And if you are a sexy top, Alpha man too that wants to whore out your bottom let me know and come chat with me ;). If there is enough comments to ask me how i look like, i will post my pictures.

I had a great Folsom street fair weekend! I attended the parties at 442 where my hole got stretched and used quite well over the weekend. Sometimes there are so many men and dicks going in and out of my hole that it all become a blur. However I did have a hot event that I'd like to share. I entered the dark room and was followed by this muscular, beefy biracial guy. He really had a magnificent body and ass and decent equipment as well. I was really hoping to get fucked by him but instead he got down on his knees and started sucking my dick. Because he was just so beautiful, I couldn't resist or using his mouth and thrusting in and out. What happened next was even better! While this delicious hunk of man meat was on his knees sucking my dick, I felt an exploratory poke from behind. Of course I spread my ass cheeks, and invited this anonymous top in. So there I was getting my dick sucked and having mystery meat pumping my hole. It was hot and felt great! With each thrust in my hole, I'd I thrust in the willing mouth in front of me. This continued till mystery man's rhythm picked up speed and he pounded my hole and shot his load up it. He continued pushing his load deeper in me until he softened and pulled out and immediately disappeared. Meanwhile I kissed the handsome man who had been sucking my dick, extended my thanks, and went to look for more dick to fill my hole. I have no idea who was using my hole while I got my blowjob; only that his dick was long and narrow and that he knew how to use it!

Part 1; My Boyfriend, (we know each other as Daddy & boy), just turned 23 a few weeks ago. We've been together just over a year now. I asked my boy what he wanted for his Birthday. He loves to travel, so, I was half expecting a sun-kissed holiday for a birthday treat. His response; 'I want to have some naughty FUN with Uncle Bob & Uncle Jack (how he fondly refers to them), in their basement dungeon. Bob & Jack have been dear Friends of mine for 20 odd years. They have been together 30 odd years, both Poz and on Medz pretty much that entire time. A few years ago they made a joint decision to both come off of their medication, for an array of reasons. Unfortunately their latest lab work from a few months ago revealed both of their viral loads to be just under a million, with CD4 counts just under 100 for Jack, and in the teens for Bob. They are reconsidering treatment options, but for now, are med free! I have been part of some great parties in Bob & Jack's well equipped dungeon, which also boasts a small DJ booth. Bob & Jack have met my Boy several times during brunch meets, etc, and they very much like him, telling me multiple times how sweet and well mannered he is. Of course, he is Daddy's good boy! My boy and I had also planned a romantic meal out on his actual Birthday, so, his 'Gift' from his 2 friendly Uncles was a few days prior! We arrived at their gaff and Jack & Bob were in their usual daily attire of jeans and tee shirts. 'Take your boy down to the basement, show him around, we'll be down in a while', handing us both a Beer. The ever hospitable hosts . My dear Friends were very laid back that even with plans, they just went with it. I led my boy downstairs, Music thumping, the party DJ had started, a very cute early 20s Asian lad who I clocked had the most perfect tiny round bubble ass, much like my boy's, when I went to introduce myself. I patted the young DJ on his sweet young ass, which evoked a dirty grin from him, and went to see my boy. He was grinning from ear to ear having found one of the slings, and popped himself on it. His first time on one! 'Get down to your jockstrap and trainers, like the DJ, then hop back in'. My boy wasted no time in adhering to my instructions, and like a Duck to water had his ankles in the straps, and flung his arms back holding onto the chains. His smile said it all. I was in my usual full Leather attire, and I crouched down to lick my boy's cunt, the least I could do, prepare the ground. My boy has naturally quite a hairy cunt hole, which I prefer completely smooth. He'd let a few weeks worth of growth appear. I gave him a knowing look. With his typical puppy look he exclaimed, 'sorry Daddy'. I apped Jack saying I needed a razor to make my boy's hole properly smooth. Jack threw a razor down. I used some Beer to wet his hole down for that easier shave, but, the razor was useless, really blunt. Instead of the usual soft application, I was having to push really hard, causing my boy to wince as the blunt razor inflicted cuts deep enough to cause blood run, albeit just slight trickles. I pushed the neck of my Beer bottle inside his tight ass (we hadn't fucked for a few weeks as I have been super busy with work), and he does daily exercises to stay tight. I tilted the bottle, spilling cold Beer inside, resulting in a sudden gasp. I pulled the bottle neck out and slammed his Daddy's Bare Dick right up to my balls. I leaned in, kissing my boy, and whispering in his ear, 'you really ready boy for FUN with Uncle Bob & Uncle Jack?' ... 'Yes Daddy'. I slowly fucked him, grinding my hips with the Music. After a short while Jack & Bob came down, wearing nothing but German style army boots, both with the trusty old toothbrushes slipped in their socks, and the words 'AIDS Pig' written across their chests. I hadn't seen either of them naked for about 2 years now, and they had both definitely lost a lot of weight. Legs, arms, and ass holes especially wasted, and all round very pale! Bob also was still wearing a tourniquet from having just shot some Tina. He was also now sporting some lesions over his body, including his foreskin 'Would you like some Tina', Bob said to my boy. 'It'll make you feel invincible. A special Birthday gift, of many'. .... 'OK'. Using the same needle, Jack also injected my boy. Several seconds later he was writing around in the sling, constantly repeating ... 'Give it to me, give it to me, I need it, I need it', over and over. Jack started fingering my boy with some Crisco, rubbing on his ridge (prostate), this normally sends my boy into overdrive, but this time was something else. He started screaming ... 'Uncle Jack, please, please, please give me everything'. Within a few moments Jack was completely up to his wrist, something we hadn't even achieved. I cradled my boy's head, he looked up at me, ... 'I Love You Daddy', as he shone like a Pig in Shit! I knew all was well. The DJ came over, having sorted out a long mix to fend for itself for a while. My Leather trousers still open at the front (they have a zip either side that flaps open the front), with my hard Dick swinging about. ... 'Suck my boy's 'innocent' cunt juice from my Dick', and pushed him down to his knees. To my delight he promptly started deep-throating me, with me in control, holding his head from behind, forcing myself as far as I can, holding til the little cunt chokes, release for about 5 seconds whilst he drools on my boots, then, repeat. Each time he choked, his little round ass would arch out even further still. That little Pussy had my name on it! I looked over, and saw Jack still fisting my boy, in a little bit more, and turning sideways to sideways quickly. Bob, was having his foreskin lesions licked, only the lesions. I can only imagine he instructed my boy to do just that! ....

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

I was sitting at home one Sunday night, horny and idling stroking my hard cock. Jerking off was the obvious answer, but I wanted to cum in some queer's mouth or ass, preferably after getting a few loads down my throat. I went online and checked if anybody interesting had cruised me on squirt. Nope, just a guy who'd offered to fuck me several times. No face pic, his body looked hot enough and he had a big dick. But, I got a bad feeling from him and had always turned him down. It looked like a night for Hollywood Boutique in Lake City. I posted a note on my profile and on the Hollywood page in the Cruising section. It was busy for a Sunday, several guys cruising, two guys making out and stroking each other's cocks and one guy sucking another. I went to the gay room, took a chair and pulled my cock out. One of the cruisers, an older guy, sat down next to me and showed his cock. I stroked him for a bit, then leaned over and took him in my mouth. A few minutes of vigorous sucking and I was rewarded with a tasty treat. I sat idly stroking my dick for a while. It had turned and not too many guys there. The front door banged shut and after a bit a man walked in, leaned against the wall across the room from me and pulled out a nice fat, uncut cock. I stared at the nicely hardening prick and licked my lips. He walked over, stood in front of me and stuck his dick in my face. Leaning forward I slid my tongue under the foreskin and licked precum off the head. Mmm, tasty: nice and salty, ripe and flavorful. Sucking harder, I pulled the head into my mouth and licked under the rim. I was rewarded with a little bit of yummy cock cheese. Soon the beautiful cock was fully erect and I was getting copious precum. After a bit he pulled out and sat down next to me. He leaned over and kissed me. We made out for a while and I getting really turned on. He pulled away, "I want to fuck you." "What's your HIV status?" "I'm neg, tested last month. I never bottom, haven't gotten much action lately. Last BB I did was several months ago." Mmm, yeah! "You want it bareback or wrapped?" "I'd love bareback." "I'd love to take your load." I kissed him and stood up, shoved my pants down and turned around. He pulled me to him with one hand and guided his oozing prick to my asshole with the other. I moaned as he wallowed the head around my rosebud and smeared juice on it. I pushed back and he slid his hard length into me. He wasn't all that long, maybe seven inches, but he was nice and fat. His arms went around me and he held me against his crotch, not moving. I moaned as he said "Man, you're really tight! I haven't been in this nice an ass in ages." "Fuck me hard! Give me that big dick!" He started stroking in and out slowly, then quickly banged me hard and fast. I was in faggot heaven, getting my ass fucked off by the nicest dick I'd had in months. "I'm not gonna last long," he panted in my ear. "Just screw me hard and fill me with cum! Breed me!" "Oh, yeah, yeah, cumming in your ass, breeding you, bitch!" He humped into me hard and held it in, shuddering and trembling. I seldom feel it when a man cums in me, but I felt it this time. His cock twitched in my ass and I felt hot liquid fill me. I was really turned on. I loved it when a man said he was breeding me. I knew most guys meant just cumming in someone bareback, but I was also aware of another meaning of the word. I'd recently stumbled across sites that celebrated bugchasing. I had no intention of getting fucked by a poz guy, condom or not, and had no interest in getting infected, but I'd started jerking off reading stories of guys getting intentionally infected. I'd also started cruising personal sites and checking out poz guys and imagining them fucking me raw. I'd almost shot my load when the guy had said he was breeding me. I fantasized that he was really poz and I'd just taken my first poz load. He pulled out and I sat down. He stuck his cock in my face, I sucked it in and lovingly cleaned cum and assjuice off it. Yum, yum, my favorite two flavors: cum and ass juice. Especially when it's my ass juice. After a bit he sat down next to me. I turned my head to him and soon were languidly making out. I felt a hand on my cock, looked down and saw a man kneeling between my knees. My top put a hand behind the guy's head and pushed. Soon I was getting a very competent blowjob while my top kissed me. All too soon I moaned and shot into my cocksucker's mouth. He milked my balls empty, stood up and kissed me. His tongue pushed my load into my mouth. I swirled it around for a bit. My top whispered in my ear, "Swallow your load faggot." I did so and my top turned my mouth to him and he kissed me again. "Thanks for a great fuck, man. It's been a while since I've barebacked. Almost forgot how good it was. You up for another round in a little while?" "As soon as your dick gets hard again. That was a first class fuck." "So get down on your knees and work some magic." I did so and soon was luxuriating in the feel and taste of a soft dick. It didn't take long, soon I was held tight in his arms getting my ass reamed out again. He lasted a long time; it was one of the longest, hardest fucks I had ever had. I had my eyes closed, soon I felt a mouth on my prick. I didn't feel it when my top shot in me. He humped in me and held me and moaned in my ear. I was about as turned on as I'd ever been. "Breeding you again, bitch!" My body jerked and I shot into my cocksucker's mouth. My top lowered me to my seat and once again I cleaned his cock with my mouth. Not as much cum this time, but more assjuice, tinged with a coppery taste I'd never experienced before. Soon he was kissing me again. He broke off and whispered in my ear. "Great fuck, even better than before. My apologies though; there was a little blood on my dick when I pulled out. I think I tore you up a little. Sorry." "Yeah, I tasted it when I cleaned you and I'm really sore. But, don't worry. That was one of the best fucks of my life. I'll heal." "When you do I'd like to fuck you again. We can do it at my place in Broadview if you like." "I would love to; give me your email address. I'll shoot you an e-mail." He did and we parted company. It was a couple of months before I dropped him a line. Not only was I busy at work, I also came down with a bad case of the flu a couple of weeks after he fucked me. Finally, however, I found myself in his bed getting my ass fucked. He'd asked me if I minded if a buddy of his watched and joined in. I said sure, as long as he was neg. I'd love to get tag-teamed. His buddy was black with a nice size dick, also uncut. It was one of the hottest sexual experiences of my life. It was the wee hours before I left. They fucked me three times each, the last time a double fuck. That was my first time taking two cocks in my ass at one time. It was incredibly hot, made more so by my being blindfolded. My top had fisted me before the double fuck. After they both shot in me he took the blindfold off and held up a mirror. I was amazed to see my ass gaping open and turned inside out, with cum smeared all over. The black guy licked and tongued me, another incredible feeling. A few days later I was looking around on bareback sites when I came across a link to a blog by a bareback top with a sample pic. The room where it was shot looked familiar and when I clicked on it I saw it was the room where the two tops had fucked me. I went to the blog and was shocked to find numerous stills and videos of me getting fucked. All the faces were blurred, but everything else was clear. Nothing had been said about any cameras. I wondered what else I hadn't been told. I clicked on the personal info link on the blog and saw that it was indeed the top who'd fucked me both nights. My cock was rock hard when I read his info and my stomach turned over and I became dizzy. He was poz and had been for years. I followed a link to postings he'd made on the main site and found one that offered to gift neg bottoms. He said he was off meds and his viral load was very high. The posting had been made three days before he fucked me at Hollywood. He had lied to me: I'd been stealthed. I remembered the flu I had experienced and realized it was the fuck flu. He had purposely infected me with HIV. When that realization hit my cock jerked and squirted a huge load on my belly and chest. I looked again at his postings and saw a couple in the fiction stories section. One was a detailed account of how he'd offered to fuck a guy on squirt and been turned down. One night the guy had posted that he was going to Hollywood. What followed was a very accurate account of the night, down to the exact words exchanged when he shot the loads in me. My top had very purposefully stalked me, lied to me, stealthed me and infected me. My cock was rock hard again and I realized I wasn't angry. I was afraid for the future but I was also massively aroused and realized I was grateful to my gifter. I no longer had to worry about getting pozzed, it was done. I was free to take any load offered and planned to do just that. I started to go to the personal sites where I had ads up so I could change my info but had a thought. Instead I emailed my gifter and told him I was really horny and needed to get fucked. He emailed me back and said to come on over. I replied that I'd be there soon and that it would be really hot if he had a video camera he could set it up to record the fuck, complete with audio. He said yes, he had three cams and could set them at different angles. Soon I was pinned on the bed on my belly and he was slamming that big dick in me. He moaned in my ear, "You want it bitch, do you want my load?" "Yes, I want it. Give it to me." "Give you what, bitch? What do you want?" "I want your poison jizz in me. I want you to knock me up, poz me, infect me with your AIDS cum." "You got it, bitch, here it comes. Pozzing your ass. Infecting your faggot ass." His cock jerked in me and once again I felt his juice fill me. But now I knew I was taking poison cum. My cock squirted into the bed. It was the hottest fuck of my life and the beginning of complete honesty to myself of my desires. My gifter pulled out of me and turned me over. He took me in his arms and kissed me. "When did you find out the truth?" "Right before I emailed you today. I found your blog and your post of the night in Hollywood. I had the flu not long after and realized I'd been infected. I wanted to take your AIDS cum knowingly." "Are you angry at me?" "No, I'm grateful. I just wish I had known you were infecting me that night. Is the black guy that other night poz too?" "Yes, he is and he knew we were stealthing you. What are you going to do now?" "Take as many loads as I came from as many men as possible. Probably fuck my poison jizz into guys. Although I'm not going to stealth, I'll be honest about my status." "Famous last words. You're going to find what a rush it it fucking your poz cum into neg guys. I give six months max before you lie about your status and fuck a neg guy." "Why did you pick me to stealth?" "You checked out my ad in BBRTS several times and spent a lot of time looking at pozzing and stealthing stories. You wrote several pozzing stories, including a couple where you got stealthed. It looked to me like you wanted the bug but were afraid to take the step. Been there, done that. I decided to take the responsibility out of your hands. Also, I get off in a massive way infecting other guys, and it pissed me off a little that you wouldn't let me fuck you and give you what you wanted. You were bound to get knocked up sooner or later and I wanted to be the one to do it." "Mmmm, that's hot. How about you take me to Club Z and turn me out?"

My partner, Shane, and I did a long weekend in Palm Springs last weekend with some friends. One day we grabbed day passes to All Worlds, which we hadn't been to before. Seemed to draw a regular weekend crowd from LA, since many of the guys we chatted with in the pools were from the LA area. Shane is 5'11" has a swimmer's build with a smooth ass and furry pecs; he has green eyes and black hair and easily maintains a tan (total opposite of my ginger self); he's always eye candy at these places. When we first met, he wasn't it anal at all -- neither as a top or bottom. In fact, he'd never bottomed. It has been 9 years, and we've gradually introduced him to the intense pleasures of anal sex. He now identifies as a vers/bttm, and has slowly begun exploring his sluttier side, though he's not usually into random play, bath houses, or ABS (again, quite the opposite from my self). We hung by the pool, meeting a slew of new guys, chatting it up. I wasn't worried about working the crowd for sex -- I was confident I'd get some at some point in the day. I could see some chemistry developing between Shane and another couple. They were a tall muscle bear, Joe, and his husband who was shorter and leaner with a shaved head and mustache. They were there with a group of friends, including an adorable otter in his late 20s who easily could be in Game of Thrones. Really nice guys. We were told it was BYOB, so I strategically left him in the pool while my buddy and I went to get some bottles of wine to bring back. When I returned, I could see the chemistry was definitely there, the tall muscle bear now with an arm around Shane's waist. I opened the wine, poured a couple glasses, and wandered to check out the rest of the resort. I have a strong voyearuistic side to me, and had read AW is cool with open door play, plus there's a play room. I found the playroom and checked it out. Relatively quiet, except for a small group sucking cocks in a corner near some sorta plywood maze / gloryholes (though these were HUGE gloryholes). I pulled my dick out of my swimsuit and let a couple guys work on it for about 10 minutes. I was a long way from coming, and wanted to see what else was happening. I peeked out at the pool and saw Joe and Shane making out in the pool. I did a loop and saw guys were starting to break away for some playtime. Several rooms were open and you could see 2-3 guys naked and sucking cock. I watched a couple of the LA guys I'd been chatting with head into a room opposite the main pool, and leave their door open. The muscle bear's husband was with them, as well as the GoT otter. I chatted them up briefly, catching the sexual vibe growing in their room, then continued my loop. There was some activity around two rooms at the rear of the main pool area. Outside the pool, I saw my partner standing naked with the muscle bear, making out, Joe's hands firmly gripping Shane's ass. I instantly got hard. I walked back to the locker where I'd stored my stuff earlier; I refilled my wine cup and grabbed my little "to go" bag with lube and poppers in it. I peeked back into the main pool area. My partner and my friends were all gone. I wandered back to the open doors in the rear of the pool area. A few guys had started fucking in each of the two adjacent rooms. One guy I'd chatted with earlier was fucking a blonde I'd seen laying out, but not speaking to anyone. I JO'd for a few minutes, then wandered again. I love to be a voyeur, but there's no one I love watching more than Shane playing with someone else. I stopped at the LA boys' open door. Two guys were leaving, but there were still 7 naked bodies inside. The GoT otter was on his knees alternating between two cocks. I stepped inside and slipped off my swimsuit. On the bed, I could see my partner, on his back, his legs being held high and spread by someone kneeling behind his head -- I didn't recognize the guy, and wandered if he had recently shown up on a day pass. Meanwhile, Joe, the muscle bear, was eating my partner's ass. A bottle of poppers was being passed around, so I took mine out and offered to share -- groups always appreciate another bottle of poppers being passed around. I added my dick to those the GoT was already sucking, and let myself enjoy his amazing hot mouth. Eventually I looked over and saw Joe standing at the edge of the bed, Shane's legs spread in front of him, slapping his cock against Shane's exposed hole. Joe's cock was impressively long and girthy, and I honestly doubted Shane would be able to take it. As if reading my mind, Joe stepped aside and crawled onto the bed alongside Shane, while the stranger nodded to the stranger quickly moved into position at Shane's ass. Joe pressed a bottle of poppers under Shane's nose, "Take a long, deep hit," he growled. I positioned myself for a good view of the bed, and could see Shane's face go lax as the poppers took hold of him. "Now take that cock," Joe said. Shane obeyed. I heard him groan as the anon cock slid inside him, totally raw. Joe leaned down and kissed Shane, driving his tongue deep, while the stranger started a rhythmic fuck. I turned my attention back to the GoT otter, his cute furry face buried in someone's groin as he deep-throated a cock. I bent down and ran my hand along his fuzzy ass, letting my fingers graze his hole. He ground his ass on my fingers. I licked my fingers to naturally lube them, and started to probe his hole. I fucking love an otter hole! And this one was nice and tight. I played with GoT's ass for awhile, letting my fingers probe and loosen him up. My cock was rock hard. I heard Shane groan louded, and turned to see Joe had taken up a position at his ass. He held both Shane's ankles in one hand, and used the other to guide his cock into the waiting hole. The stranger was standing off to the side, and pressed poppers under Shane's nose again. As he fell under the popper's spell, Joe steadily pushed inside. "Fuck yeah!" Shane grunted. There was suddenly a lot of movement in front of me. I turned around and the GoT otter was leaning in to kiss me. We made out for a few minutes, totally lost in the exchange. Then he whispered, "fuck me." I spun him around and positioned him on all fours on the bed, so I could see his hot ass in front of me, and Joe pounding into my partner to my left. Shane is often loud and sometimes verbal when he's getting fucked. But Joe's cock was so powerful that all Shane could do was grunt, with an occasional whimper, and a long groan when Joe varied him rhythm to go long and deep. Joe was silent, but in total control of Shane's ass. I loved it!! And I was rock hard watching this. Poor otter boy ended up getting penetrated faster than I normally would have, and I hurt him grunt with the suddenness of my entry. Fortunately I'd loosened his ass with my fingers, otherwise I may have wrecked his hole before we even got started. I went to town on that hot, furry hot!! Otter boy and Shane exchanged a couple quick kisses, but both were getting pounded and couldn't hold their focus on another person. I climbed up on the bed, and started dipping my cock down into GoT's hole, pressing on his sphincter in a new way. He gasped, "OMG fuck me! That's amazing!" I was starting to get close. As if he read my mind, he said, "I want your load." Well fuck, that did it for me! I put one foot on the floor, and the other on the bed alongside him, grabbed his waist, and started fucking for the gold. I unleashed my load, trying to keep pushing into him, but caught in that crazy rush of electricity that jolts through my body when I come like that. I stepped back, slapping that hard ass, and laughed a bit as the energy kept rushing through me. Then Joe roared. That's the only way to describe it. He roared! And with a few prolonged thrusts, he buried his load in Shane's hungry ass. Shane had never been bred by another other than myself before, and I was totally turned on seeing this muscle bear breed my partner's ass. The room was quiet for a bit after that as Joe and I recovered from the shockwaves of cumming, and Shane and otter boy both flopped on the bed relishing the breedings they'd both taken. Ironically, neither came. Joe and I offered to finish them, but both declined. As it turned out, both were still cock hungry and would be offering their holes for use in the darkroom -- but I'll save that story for my next post.

Part 7 'They’re all positive. Tom is positive. He’s been fucking HIV into my torn hole all night.' My mind went into a panic. I tried to struggle but couldn’t move. My breathing became panicked and quick but because I couldn’t open my mouth I felt slowly suffocated. Tom reached down to me and took advantage of my panic, placing poppers under my nose. I had no choice but to inhale. My body grew warm and flushed and my hole twitched. I felt numb all over. He grabbed the syringe filled with toxic cum and slid it deep inside my hole. It was cold as it filled me, my ass felt full with his seed. He positioned himself at my ass and in one unmerciful thrust he ripped deep into me. I tried to scream but couldn’t make a sound other than a guttural moan. Leaning down, Tom whispered in my ear “Daddy never said he was negative, boy. I’ve bred your ass and claimed it. I chose you. This is your gift.” I felt my eyes fill with tears, I didn't want this. Why had I allowed myself to get into this situation? The tears streamed from my eyes. The men around me noticed, and someone, a man with white hair and the biohazard tattoo above his swelling cock taunted me sneering “Look at the bitch. Crying with happiness. You love your Daddy, don’t you?” I tried to shake my head. Did all these men think I wanted this? I looked pleadingly into Tom’s beautiful blue eyes. “Daddy loves you John. I want this for you and me. Take it and enjoy it. We’re free now.” I didn’t quite know what he meant but I knew he was close to cumming. My ass burned and I could feel the cum splashing from my hole with every thrust. I felt his cock ring stabbing at my insides. I suspected my ass was bleeding. Tom thrust harder into my hole, and I distinctly felt his cock spasm as he came, the jets of cum flowing deep into my body. The spectators cheered Tom on, catcalling him saying “Fucking breed him,” and “Give him that Daddy load,” and perhaps most to-the-point, “Knock-up his cunt.” Yeah, the room was filled with the sound of encouragement for Tom as he became my Daddy. After he was satisfied that I’d received ever drop of his cum he withdrew his cock, walked round next to my head and placed a blindfold over my eyes, remarking “I want you to feel the cum filling you, not focus on who’s giving it to you. My load is the only one you should love and cherish. The rest are because I want it for you.” Tom placed more poppers under my nose as the first cock slammed into me. I spent hours taking load after load of cum. I began to feel satisfied knowing I had made someone cum. Every time I felt the spasm of a cock or the moan of one of the men in the room I felt a sense of pride. Was I doing a good job? I didn’t want to let Daddy down. I couldn’t believe I felt this way. Tom had truly broken my mind. I was craving the cum of every man present. Each time another syringe of lube was unloaded into me I felt closer to Tom, knowing Tom’s cum somehow allowed the other men to use my ass with violence. I felt the familiar sting of Tom’s cock as it buried into my now destroyed hole. Light flooded my eyes as the blindfold was removed. Tom’s blue eyes were the first thing I saw. He was smiling. I felt a deep sense of calm wash over me. I glanced up at the ceiling: the room was empty except for the two of us. Each time Tom’s cock slid from my ass I noticed it was covered in thick white cum. I knew there was nothing I could do now, it was too late, this was my fate. Tom quickly bred my ass, blowing his load so deep I could practically taste it. Reaching over to the table, he grabbed the jar of cum, which was now two-thirds empty. The remaining third ended-up in my ass by means of the syringe. I thought my ass would burst, and apparently Tom was of the same mind, as he abruptly slid a butt plug into my hole. Mercifully this plug did not have spikes. “Good boy. You did Daddy proud tonight.” With that Tom released my legs, but before either leg hit the mattress I had passed out from exhaustion.

As dad entered the cab he saw Grandad and me kissing and as Grandad pulled away from the gate dad reached a hand around my neck and pulled me into a kiss as well, his hand dropping to my pec to rub on my nipple his other hand moved to my shorts and soon had them un buttoned and unzipped, his hand reached in and groped my stalk as Grandad moved his hand onto my cock squeezing it and making it harder. Dad helped me raise my hips and slid my shorts down to my ankles freeing up my cock and balls, dad kept making out with me as Grandad continued to stroke my drooling tool occasionally taking his hand off long enough to bring the nectar to his lips The road was a combination of old pavement and gravel which made for a bumpy ride, which I could tell grandad was casually looking in his rear view mirror watching the action in it, I swear he was purposely hitting a few bump to make Cole ride Bud’s cock harder. The road was also bumpy enough that I did not notice as I was making out with Dad that grandad had undid his pants and had slid them down exposing his cock. Dad pulled away from me and took me by the scruff and guided my head towards the elders phallus, it was an awkward position sitting in the middle of the two, being 6’1” my head nuzzled my grandfather’s chest and would have hit the window, even as limber as I was, but dad pulled my hips towards him, so I was partially in his lap, my bare ass sticking up a bit, as he began to fondle my cheeks. I took grandads cock head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive glans, his semi hard cock swelling in my mouth, I had completely forgotten about the butt plug when dad began moving it in and out rubbing it on my prostate, my cock was running like a fountain as he massaged my happy spot with the cock shaped device. I had worked about half of grandad’s cock into my mouth wen his hand was placed on the back of my head, occasionally pushing me further down the shaft, he shifted his hips and would thrust up, the jostling of the truck on the road made his cock jump in my mouth, then as I neared the base he hit a bump and my nose was buried in his pubes, his cock in my throat, grandad wasn’t as big as Bud or I but he still had considerable length, and at least two inches had been shoved down my throat, I stated to gag but he pressed harder on my neck and I gasped around his cock then took in a large breath through my nose “Natural born cocksucker you’ve raised the son” He must have been talking to my dad, who was fondling my cock and balls with one hand while working the small plug in and out of my hole with the other, slowly adding fingers alongside the plug stretching my sphincter. I bobbed on grandads cock for a bit more relishing that I could work it in and out of my throat giving both of pleasure then he held my head still his cock planted down my throat and groaned his spunk shot up his piss tube and shot down my throat, or at least the forest two ropes did, he let up pressure on my head as I raised up just enough to have his cock head spurting across my tongue, not as sweet as me but just as tasty, my dad had maneuvered me into a kneeling position on the seat whilst I was blowing grandad and had replaced the plug with his fingers, he moved my ass around and was tonguing my hole while sliding in and out with two fingers, in all the action he had managed to get his pants down around his ankles as well and his tool was dripping large amounts of precum as well. As I pulled off of grandad and leaned up on my elbows I could see Cole had blown a load all over Bud, and my other cousins were trying to lick up the spooge from Bud’s six pack. Dad pulled me into his lap and lowered my spit soaked hole down to his rock hard member the head finding my entrance, and pressing for admission, I sank balls deep in one bump of the road and leaned back into dads chest, the pain was unlike any I could have imagined but the pleasure of being stuffed balanced out the agony, I placed one hand on the seat and the other on the arm rest, beginning to raise and lower myself up and down on my father’s cock, I turned my head and dad kissed me his tongue snaking into my mouth still tasting of my hole. We were getting close, not just to the cabin, but in our breeding, I was leaking like a faucet and dad was moaning loudly his breath coming in short spurts, Grandad reached over and slid a covering onto my engorged member and began jerking me off as dad began thrusting up into my guts, impaling me on the tool that made me. I felt that burning in my loins and burst forth with a huge load into the covering that grandad had placed over my cock, my orgasm causing my ass to milk Dads bone as he began spewing seed deep in my guts. Grandad pulled up to the cabin and parked just as we were coming down from the adrenalin rush of our orgasms. Dad pulled up his pants and shoved the plug back in my hole, although it wasn’t a tight fit anymore and I could feel cum leaking around it. I squeezed my ass muscles together the best I could as I pulled my shorts up, trying not to lose the plug. Grandad exited the truck first holding the container he caught my load in, walked around to the back of the truck and opened the shell and tailgate to allow my brother and cousins to exit, as dad and I walked around to the back Grandad was offering the boys a taste of my nectar, each took the container and took a sip then he offered it to dad, before consuming the rest. My brother, cousins and now my own dad and grandfather had tasted my semen, was this part of the ritual, taking in the seed of the yet uninitiated, I was boning up again as the butt plug was rubbing my happy spot as I walked, but for once I didn’t care who saw the tent forming in my pants, I was actually proud of my large bulge. Our group walked from the parking area up to the cabin, about 100 feet away, Cameron was on the porch behind a table handing out small manila envelopes, to each of the participants. My envelope indicated I’d be in the downstairs bedroom with Sam, Chester Paul and Mike, the five amigos, our initiation class was small as only a few births in our year of the clan but some years there were up to 20 initiates into the clan bond. Bud had gotten an upstairs bedroom with 14 of his classmates as we soon learned and dad and Grandad would be sharing a room upstairs as well with their brothers, the elder room as we liked to call it. I had no problem finding my bedroom as I had been here many of times before, just not for the bonding ceremony. Chester and Paul were already there, Sam and Mike were yet to arrive, Chester looked me over “Something happened on the way in didn’t it Cuz?” I couldn’t tell if it was my appearance or they might have had a similar experience on their way here “Did you guys come together?” “Naw, I came with my dad and great Uncle Albert, Paul over there came with Uncles Tony and great uncle Sinclair” Chester piped in I knew that great uncles Albert and Sinclair both had trucks and I noticed them in the parking lot “Anyone else come up with you guys?” “Yeah our older brothers rode in the back with some of our Cousins” “You notice anything happening, anything exciting?” I think they got my drift as we began comparing what had transpired on the way up, especially after we entered the gates to the property, we each had a hot tale to unfold as our experience were similar. Chester had a raging hard on, and Paul was close behind. I reached out and grabbed their crotches both were bulging and hard, I undid my button and slipped my shorts down, freeing my monster from its confinement, Chester dropped to his knees and took my cock into his mouth, as Paul began kissing me his shorts hitting the ground as he stepped out of them, Chester now alternated between the two tube steaks dangling in front of him, then Chester reached around and discovered the butt plug in my hole, expecting to finger my freshly fucked hole instead he found resistance from the plug. Both boys had gotten fucked on the way in but both had lost most of the loads into their shorts as it oozed out their gaping holes. I being a cum pig picked up Paul’s shorts and sniffed, indeed there was a residue of cum and ass juices in the ass area of the shorts, I began lapping up the treasure as Paul and Chester examined my ass working their fingers beside the plug like my dad had just an hour before, Paul leaned in and licked my hole sliding a finger besides the plug then pulling out some of the ass mixture, before pulling the plug out and diving into my ass with his tongue. Chester had maneuvered himself under me so that my cock glazed his firm hole the pressed himself back on me as he impaled himself rocking back and forth to fuck himself on my cock, Paul had rimmed me until he felt Chester’s thrust beneath me then he lined his cock with my sloppy hole an pressed in, is spit and dads cum making perfect lube, all I felt was pleasure as his thick long cock slid all the way to his balls in one movement, Paul was actually bigger than dad and he hit places Dad couldn’t reach even with the bouncing truck. I was in pure heaven when the door opened and Sam and Mike entered the room. Sam quickly closed the door “Holy fuck, you guys are hot” I motioned for Sam to join in, as Mike was already sucking Chester’s’ fat rod, Sam came over and we began kissing, Chester not skipping a beat unbuckled Sam’s pants and already had them around his ankles and his cock buried in his throat, As Sam and I made out Paul fucked me harder, and Chester was spit roasted between Sam and I. “oh fuck I’m cumming” Paul moaned as I could feel the ropes of cum make my hole sloppy I blasted off inside of Chester, and Sam filled his throat with his seed. Paul pushed in as deep as he could working his cum into my rectal walls, leaned over and picked up the plug, plunged it into his mouth licking off the residue from my ass and making it all slippery again “A Madison exclusive” He exclaimed as he slid out of my hole and shoved the plug back in my ass, Chester had blown a load down Mike’s throat as Mike withdrew from under his cousin, and Paul shoved his slimy cock into Mike’s mouth. Chester rolled over onto the bed as Sam collapsed on top of him and I beside him, we all watched as Mike cleaned off Paul’s tool as Paul leaned down and took the blast of Mike’s pulsating member across his face. We had worked up a sweat and sticky with cum, as we cuddled and fondled our new found playmates, I began licking the sweat from Chester’s arm pits as Mike went to work on licking my ass and sweaty balls, Sam and Paul were exploring each other as a quick knock on the door and Cole stepped into the room “”lunch in 20 guys, you might want to clean up first, see you there” He winked at us as he left the room, and we all began to giggle, at being found in what could be describe a compromising position, and the fact that Cole didn’t in the least bit seem phased “Fuck, we reek of Sweat and Sex, Smells like the locker room after we ran cross country, sweat and boy spunk” He was right it was kind of a jock tradition to jerk off after a successful athletic endeavor for our town’s high school teams, circle jerks were fun, though we never really thought of them as sex, it was more of a physical release. The five of us headed to the bathroom to clean up, like the bathroom at home the one at the cabin had a large shower stall that in this case would accommodate about 6-10 people, more like a locker room shower than one you’d find in a house, I had never given it much thought in all the years given the number of family members who always seem to be using the cabin at any given time and it made sense that the bathroom be able to accommodate multiple guys given the variety of activities we participated in. Sam reached in and started a shower head flowing as we continued to caress each other and make out, we finally all made it under the stream of one of the five Shower heads while we fondled our way soapy and clean. Sam and Chester had cum streaming out their boy cunts as Mike soaped up Chester’s hole then shoved his cock inside pumping a bit while Chester braced himself against the wall, suddenly it dawned on me the scene I had witness in my bathroom between Cameron and Bud, they weren’t grinding into each other, Bud was getting fucked hard by his big brother. We each exited the shower and grabbed a towel to dry off. We each wrapped a towel around our waist and headed back to the bedroom, upon entering we noticed our clothes in which we traveled here had disappeared and on the two double beds and the one single was placed a white tee with Plebe embossed across the front and on the left shoulder was written in Permanent marker our names, placed upon the tees was a jockstrap with once again written in permanent ink our name. I quickly stepped into my jock and slipped on the tee shirt with my five cohorts doing the same, the clock on the nightstand indicated it was five past noon and we all hurried out the door and down the hall to the great room, we were greeted by our elder brothers, fathers, uncles, and cousins and ushered to a singular table with 5 place setting in the center of the makeshift dining hall. Each were presented with a hotdog and a small portion of baked beans and a vanilla milk shake, which I would later find out to be a protein shake, and our host all sat down around us to partake in the lunch and what would be the opening presentations of the Men’s retreat. We were admonished that what occurred during this week would never be spoken about to any of the uninitiated and what happened would stay between the participants. We were also told that this was to be a bonding experience for all, and if anytime we felt uncomfortable we need only speak-up and say so. After lunch we were escorted out to the docks and told to wait, it was a warm spring day and we all just dangled our feet in the lake, it was still too cold to actually go swimming. We chatted and Chester and Sam kissed then the rest of us started making out as well lying back on the dock and forming various configurations of teen male flesh on flesh. I got bold and decided it was time to show off my talents to my cousins who I had just created a sexual bond “Watch this guys” They watched in excited wonder as I pulled my legs up and locked my knees behind my shoulders, then leaned over and took my cock in my mouth “Holy shit he’s sucking himself” I was in no position to see who exclaimed but the voice sounded like Sam or Mike, they stared in wonder and amusement and Chester tried bringing his legs up only to find he wasn’t limber enough, Mike had enough flexibility to bring his legs behind his shoulders but couldn’t quite get his back to bend enough to put his cock in his mouth, but he got within a half inch or so, Sam leaned over and pushed him down a bit and the head popped in his mouth, Paul got brave and began licking the plug in my ass and soon had me shooting my load down my throat. As I uncoiled Paul leaned in and kissed me licking some of my spunk from my inner cheek. Um, Humph was what we heard as Grandad cleared his throat we all blushed a bit being caught pleasuring ourselves and each other. “I see you young bucks have wasted no time um, bonding” We each giggled “They’re ready for you up at the house, shall we ….. Go”

It was hard to concentrate on my geometry homework, I kept looking at the invite, and finally I went over to my bulletin board and circled the date Tuesday June 5th 1973. My brother Bud would be coming home from college during the Memorial Day weekend just in time for my graduation ceremony, I was looking forward to seeing him again. Bud and I were close but shortly after his camping fishing trip he started hanging out more with my cousin Cole who lived about a half mile away, sure they would include me in movie nights and such but I felt like I was drifting away from my middle brother. Then Bud got accepted to Miami state University and was soon whisked away with college life, just like Cameron when he got accepted to NYU a year earlier, even though Cameron and Bud were just over a year apart in age Bud gravitated towards me as we held similar interest. I was excited on many fronts that evening and when I went down for dinner was gleaming and giddy, Mom put out dinner and we all dug in, Dad kept glancing my way with that all knowing smile on his face. It was just the three of us that night but between that evening and Memorial day Gramps came over frequently to help dad prepare for the camping trip, what little I could discern of their conversations it was what tackle to bring, what the weather was forecast for the area around the cabin and other non-useful to me subjects of conversation, no hint of what might be really planned for the trip. My family had been going up to the Madison Family Cabin for years, my first recollections of summer vacations were at the cabin. It was a monstrosity of a building five bedrooms, three baths (now) and a large great room in the middle of it all, adjacent to the enormous kitchen. It had been built by my Great-Great Grandfather Madison three quarters of a century before, so that the family would have a retreat from the daily trivialities of the times. It had a large closet stocked with games and was set on a large plot of land adjacent to a lake, very private and secluded, what a wealthy family would prefer. My Great-Great Grandfather started the business and had become well off in spite of the economic turmoil of the day. He was also responsible of starting these annual pilgrimages of Father-Son camping trips. The weeks leading up to Memorial day were agonizing, with finals and preparing for graduation, and then realizing I would soon lose some of my privacy for the summer with Bud coming home I began beating off franticly attempting to relieve the anxiety and sexual tensions I had been feeling especially around the mail room, with my cousins beginning to really turn me on scampering around, and Hamilton only got sexier as he developed into a hot jock boy. I finished up my finals on a Wednesday and cruised through an easy Thursday rehearsal for graduation before heading home to kick back and jerk off before having to go put in some hours in the mailroom, where I now oversaw 6 of my cousins sorting incoming mail orders and scheduling postal pick-ups for outgoing packages, we only handled the smallest of them so it wasn’t that big of a deal. That Thursday as I sat contemplating the week to come I noticed that Hamilton and one of the younger cousins had disappeared, I got up and wandered back into the rows of shelving to find him in a close embrace with Hector my 16 year old cousin making out and oblivious to their being caught, I cleared my throat and they broke apart, Hector acting very nervous and Hamilton grinning “Found another one that likes to be kissing cousins Thom” I just shook my head, Hamilton was such a tease, in just over a year I’d be seeing him at the camp out, and maybe we could sneak off together and make out I thought. He was after all a really good kisser. The next morning I had planned to sleep in as graduation wasn’t till 2pm and I had the day off from work because of the celebration the family was throwing for me and 4 of my cousins who were also graduating. I was deep in a wonderful dream where I was kissing and fondling one of my older cousins when “whoop” a body landed on my bed, actually it was a good thing as I was rock hard and dripping precum into my pajamas and had been left alone most likely shot a huge load in a great wet dream. “hey little bro I’m home” it was Bud pouncing on me and waking me up, he pulled back the covers and smirked in an effort to get me up he found me “up”, a large wet spot not only on my pajamas but on the sheets below, he smirked that ever knowing smirk and pulled me up my rock hard cock leading the way to the bath room as he stripped my pajama bottoms off me and tossed me into the already running shower, it wasn’t extremely cold but it was brisker than I generally enjoyed, my hard on subsided as my brother just smirked, he had knowledge and lust in his eyes as he stripped down, jumped in and soaped up my body then flipped me around to rinse the suds, I was a bit shocked although we routinely had bathed together just a year or so earlier, to save water and hell we were brothers after all. I got out and toweled off he continued cleaning as if this was common place for him, then exited and shut off the water before beginning to towel himself dry. I couldn’t help to notice he had filled out in his first year of University, he was more athletic if that was even possible, after all he was the star Wide receiver for our High School football team just 2 years ago, but he was manlier now, I couldn’t put my finger on it but he had somehow changed while away at school. We both were dry and he threw some underwear and shorts at me, before reaching into his dresser and pulling out a tee shirt and shorts for himself, I noticed he didn’t bother with his usual boxers, he was going commando today, I just chuckled to myself and slipped on my boxer briefs then donned my shorts and white tee shirt. I looked in the mirror and thought how sexy I looked today, and to be able to hang with my middle brother made me stand even taller. Bud was my cheerleader at Graduation, he led the family in whoops and hollers when I took my diploma and he was the loudest in the crowd when my honors and accomplishments were read for all to hear. He also worked hard to get me buzzed at the family celebration that evening even though he paid almost as much attention to Cole and his little brother, Sam who graduated with me, and to my other three newly graduated members of the Madison clan, Paul, Mike, and Chester, who would also be joining us at the campout in just 4 days. I liked Sam, Paul, Mike and Chester, the first three played on my Football squad and Sam and Mike played Baseball with me, Chester was in band and Paul had joined the pep squad in the spring to cheer our team on. We were a happy clan, and most likely to get happier in the times ahead. As the evening wore down Cameron came over to hang with the graduates, joking about how much fun we would be having on the trip to the cabin, then the 8 of us moseyed towards the back of the park and Cameron and Bud each produced a joint lit them up and passed them around, by the time the last of the weed was smoked all of us 18 year olds were pretty buzzed, Cameron, Bud and Cole exchanged glances as they could tell the weed had also the effect of making us very horny “Hey guys we better make it back to the main party before someone misses us” Cameron exclaimed, then we made our way back to the main area of the park. Each of us grads cut a cake and everyone ate some in honor of our achievements, Cole and Bud plied us with a little more beer, to keep our buzz going and as midnight was getting closer the crowd thinned out and we all made our way back to our respective abodes. I had slept with Bud’s bed empty for almost a year, having the room all to myself, but tonight Bud accompanied me to the bed room that we had shared throughout our youth. Bud closed the door and we could hear Cameron next door prepping for bed as well. I was still a little buzzed when Bud put his arms around me “I love you little bro, you can always count on me to be there for you” He lifted my tee shirt over my head and held my arms there trapped in the fabric as he turned me around to face him and planted a hot wet kiss on my lips. He started making out with me and soon had me down to my briefs and socks. I figured he was buzzed as well and just went with it, it feeling so good to have him hold my nearly naked body next to his as he removed his tee shirt and shorts, kicking off his sneakers and somehow removing his socks without breaking our embrace. I was melting in my middle brothers arms and I felt a love that would endure. Bud was strong as he lifted me onto my bed and laid me down, lying beside me we continued to cuddle and kiss, I could not feel any closer to my brother than I was at that moment. We lay there embraced when I realized Bud had gone commando all day and now was pressed up against me with just my briefs separating his naked body from my brief clad one. He was getting aroused as I felt his hard cock pressing into my thigh, but I soon heard his breathing get shallow and he was soon snoring lightly down my neck, I was in heaven as I drifted off to sleep beside him, nestled in his arms.

There was no question I was a slut when I really lost my virginity. But until that night I always got fucked with a condom, no if, ands, or buts about it. I was dancing at a club with friends when I noticed this guy staring at me. He was tall, lean, and blonde. We couldn’t stop staring at each other, and before I knew it he had pulled me from the guy I had been dancing with and we were grinding on each other to the music. Needless to say we ended up back at my place. As soon as he closed the front door we ripped each other’s clothes off, grabbing and sucking as much skin as we could. Ending up on my bed I went crazy when he started fingering my hole. In anticipation I reached into my drawer to grab lube and a condom. “I just need the lube,” he said. That freaked me out. “I only get fucked with a condom,” I said pushing him off. “No glove, no love.” We were both rock hard, so I wasn’t surprised when he took the condom and put it on. He slowly pushed into me, filling me up with what I loved most in the world. Cock. We kissed as he thrust into me, going faster with each pump. Before I realized what was happening he pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach, and rammed back into me. The only thing I loved more than cock was being dominated, so at this point I was in heaven. He kept pulling all the way out and shoving his big dick back in, until suddenly the fuck was just better. I started moaning louder than I ever had before, feeling more sensation than I swore I usually did. Something in me changed then. I became more aggressive, thrusting back, needing to feel his dick rubbing against my hole. We must’ve cum together because we both started howling at the same time. For some reason the inside of my ass felt hot. It was such a turn on! “Thanks for the fuck. Gotta go,” he said pulling out. Before I knew it he was gathering clothes and bolting out my room. I tried following him to the door, wanting to ask if we could hook up again. How could I not after the best fuck of my life? But I got to the living room in time to see the front door slam shut. Sad I’d never get to feel that dick in me again I rubbed my sore ass trying to soothe it. That’s when I felt something wet against my crack. I dug in, trying to figure out what it was when it dawned on me. Taking a look at my finger my biggest fear was confirmed. The jerk had cum in my ass! To say I was pissed off would be an understatement. I noticed the used condom on the floor, and it was empty. I looked at my finger slick with cum when an odd thought came to me. I wanted to lick it. So I did, and I couldn’t believe how good it tasted. I dug my finger into my ass again, feeling just how squishy it really was. Pulling it out I knew I was being dumb, but for some reason I couldn’t help myself. I needed to taste my stealther’s cum leaking out of my ass! After a minute of dipping and licking, I realized exactly what I was doing. Horrified I ran to the shower and scrubbed myself all over, taking extra care to clean my ass. The next day I started taking PrEP to try to mitigate the risk of getting HIV. For a week I was a mess until I got tested, racked with guilt and terror. Terror that I had savored eating cum from a stranger out of my ass and terror that I had been infected with an STD. My tests came back clean, but I knew it would be months until I really knew if I was still NEG. I stayed celibate for a few weeks trying to be extra cautious. But with how much I loved sex I couldn’t resisted a good fucking for too long, so I was extra careful to make sure all my partners were clean and played safe. Unfortunately something was lacking. The first few times I just couldn’t cum. The friction I had always enjoyed while my ass was getting plowed just wasn’t enough anymore. By my fifth hook up I tried something I had been reluctant to do but was sure would work. I imagined myself getting bred, and sure enough I came buckets. After that encounter I was freaked again because I admitted something to myself I hadn’t wanted to. Being fucked raw was soooo much better than being fucked with a condom. It was no contest. But it was also dangerous. I went online looking up the dangers of fucking without condoms to remind myself why I had to forget about the best fuck of my life. That led to me finding the site that would change my worldview forever. Breeding Zone. At first I couldn’t believe what I was reading. People got off on chasing HIV? How could people actually want to be POZ? And stealthing. That was just fucked up. I knew from experience people did that and I was pissed people found it hot. I wasn’t amused when I noticed my own dick was hard reading stories about it. Before long I was obsessed. This whole time I kept hooking up, still vigilant about condoms. But every time I read posts or stories from Breeding Zone, the more frustrated I became. I did not want to use condoms anymore. They sucked. All they did was keep me from feeling the euphoria I had felt when I was stealthed. One day I just couldn’t take it anymore. So I did something I thought I’d never do. I made a profile on a site all about bareback hook-ups, BBRT. I was nervous making my profile. Taking a picture of my exposed ass was awkward, but also the most erotic thing I had ever done. My profile said: New to bareback. Trying to see if I really want it. It wasn’t long before I got responses. Some of the guys were really hot! Unfortunately they were also POZ. I still wasn’t ready to risk getting HIV, so I only responded to guys who were NEG. That first time was like an awakening. I went over to his place, still not sure about what I was doing. I brought condoms over, both out of habit but also hoping that maybe I could talk him into using one. When I got there I couldn’t believe how ripped he was. As soon as we were naked I was worshipping every inch of him, paying extra attention to his dripping dick. I started having doubts about the encounter when he put me against a counter so my ass was facing him. Then he rimmed me, dipping a finger in from time to time opening my hole up, making me forget the hesitation that had been building. But when he pressed his dick to my pulsing hole the need to tell him to stop, put on a condom, came over me. Then he pushed in, and I was officially a bareback bitch. He fucked me hard, making me moan louder than I had since the night I was introduced to the joys of getting bred. “Yea! Come on, harder!” I shouted. “Bred my ass!” “Yea bitch! I’m gonna fill your fucking cunt full of jizz! You want that? Don’t you faggot?” No one had ever spoken to me like that during sex, and to my surprise I loved it. “Hell yea! Cum in my ass!” I couldn’t believe I was begging for his load. Only months before I had been all about safe sex, and here I was screaming for him to breed me. I swore to myself I would never ask for a condom again. I was now a condom free zone, and I couldn’t have been happier. He filled me three times that night, and the next night I was getting loaded by another guy. I changed my profile to make what I wanted clear: My hole is meant to be loaded! Fill me with cum. NEG only. After a few weeks I realized something. I had become twice the slut I was before. While I had been fucked two, maybe three times a week before, I was now getting bred at least four or five nights a week. It wasn’t long before I’d hook up with several guys a night. One thing I was still careful about though was making sure the guys I hooked up with were NEG. Of course with how many hot POZ guys there were on BBRT, the temptation to break my rule was ever present. One night a guy messaged me who had the most beautiful body and dick I had ever seen. I knew I needed to have him fuck me, but before I could tell him to come over I noticed something. He was POZ. True, he was undetectable, but he was still POZ. I started messaging him back, telling him we wouldn’t be able to meet, when I remembered something I had read on Breeding Zone. Guys who were undetectable weren’t nearly as contagious as guys with high viral loads. The truth was guys who claimed to be NEG could be riskier cause if they didn’t realize they were infected their viral loads could be really high. That thought played through my mind as I debated over what my answer should be. Finally I decided. Fuck it. He was worth the risk. So that night I had my first POZ load. Once again I changed my profile: Breed me! There’s nothing I love more than sucking on a hot dick before its shoved up my ass to fill me with hot jizz! NEG preferred. Undetectable guys cool too. With the pool of guys open to me wider, I was soon getting fucked everyday. I started trying new things too. I was hooking up with one guy when he had to stop for a minute to take a piss. I said it without thinking. “Wanna piss in my mouth?” I blushed harder than I ever had before. I was about to say never mind when he grabbed my head, shoved his dick in my mouth and let loose. Gulping his piss down I thought it would never end, and it wasn’t long before I hoped it never did. Not long after discovering a love for piss I discovered another favorite pastime. Glory hole breeding. I had gone to a sex shop looking for some new toys when I realized there were video booths in the back. Curious I tried one out, turned on by the fact that I was watching porn and jacking off in what was essentially a public place. Soon I noticed a hole. Looking at it I wondered what it was for when a huge dick pushed through. I couldn’t believe it. I had found a glory hole! The need to go down on my knees and suck that dick was overwhelming. But I knew better than to hook up with someone whose face I hadn’t even seen. At least I thought I did until I found myself bobbing up and down on it, getting off on the fact that it was the most anonymous sex I had ever had. I whined when the guy pulled away, his dick going back to the other side. I started to get up to leave when I heard him. “Turn around. I want to fuck you.” At first I was alarmed. What kind of guy did he think I was? But my pants were already down and I was horny. For a moment I hesitated. I didn’t even know what this guy’s status was. With how much dick I was getting some were bound to be POZ with high viral loads just accounting for liars, but this was random sex on a whole different level. Bending down to pull up my pants I froze when he stuck his dick through again. That did it. Quickly I stepped out of my pants, turned around, grabbed his lubed up dick and pressed it to my now always lubed hole. Pushing onto him I felt like the biggest slut in the world. I loved it! Matching each thrust I focused on the feeling of his raw dick, basking in the euphoria it always gave me. When he came I came harder than I had ever done so before. It occurred to me my orgasms become stronger each time I did something more taboo. That realization was the nail in the coffin for my transition. Within a week I started to frequent bathhouses, getting as many loads as I could. I put out notices on BBRT and Craig’s List to make sure I’d get as much anonymous dick as possible. Between work and breeding sessions I barely slept. Status no longer became a concern of mine. All that mattered was that a guy had a dick and bred my hole. My BBRT profile now read: I take all cummers! No load refused! Bred me! Piss in me! Share me with your friends and strangers!!!!! Like I said status no longer mattered to me. Before long though POZ guys started to become an obession. One reason was because despite my year of high risk fucking I was still NEG. All the sluttiest guys I had come to know and hang out with were all POZ. I wondered how come I wasn’t too. Whenever I’d meet another NEG slut I’d be amazed I had found someone else like me. Then he’d convert. One night a hot, regular fuck buddy who was also POZ was ramming me deep when he became verbal. “You like that POZ dick, don’t ya you NEG bitch!” I had encountered POZ talk from time to time, but usually it did nothing for me. That night was different. “Fuck yea! POZ me up! Gimme dirty seed. I want to have your POZ babies!!!!” Once again I came harder than I ever had before. POZ talk became a huge turn on for me, and before I knew it I was getting fucked exclusively by POZ guys. The idea of converting was so hot it was all I started to think about. I started begging guys to POZ me, and without realizing it, I had become a chaser. One night I even went to the baths, paid for a room and put a notice on a board saying : NEG Cumdump. All loads welcome but POZ preferred. Help a chaser reach his dreams! My profile on BBRT changed again too, letting the world know exactly what I needed and wanted: Cumdump for POZ loads. NEG whore looking to convert. Bred me with toxic jizz, blindfold me, and let strangers use my hole! Just make sure they’re POZ and with HIGH VIRAL LOADS! I consider my POZ birthday to be the day I was video tapped in a gangbang with all POZ tops. I was in a sling with a mirror above me. I had requested it so I could see every second of my pozzing before I got to watch it on tape. I also wanted to stare at the message I had written on my chest in permanent marker that I planned to have tattooed: POZ PUBLIC CUMDUMP. At least twenty POZ tops were there, each brushing my hole with a toothbrush before they fucked me hard, leaving me their dirty deposit. Throughout the gangbang I thought about my decent and how far I had come. Once I was a normal guy, horny guy, who always practiced safe sex. Now I letting a group of POZ men, most of whom I had never met before being placed in the sling, abuse and rape my hole. As load after load of POZ jizz filled and overflowed out of me, I could only thing of one thing. I was home.

My name is Lee, I’m 36, 5’10”, average build, and I’m told I’m very handsome. I have been a prude sexually most of my life. I was a church kid growing up, then joined the military at 18. I didn’t lose my virginity until my early 20's, being too afraid to get caught under DADT. Even after I started having sex I didn’t sleep around, only having sex with men that I was dating. That being said, despite my prudish past I’d always hated condoms. To me it killed the mood when you had to stop to put a condom on, and I hated the lack of closeness condoms injected into sex. I finally had my first hookup at the age of 26 when I moved across the country to a new city, but the guy developed feelings for me and I swore them off off for years after that. Things were much the same when I met my only true long term boyfriend, Kyle. I knew Kyle from Recon, a site I’m sure many of you are familiar with. We’d chatted off and on for over a year, but he was friends with the guy I’d hooked up with, so I avoided meeting him in person even though we shared a lot of the same fetish interests. He finally asked me out and I relented, and just like so many others I made Kyle wait a long time before we had sex. But sex with Kyle was different. Unlike every other guy I’d been with, he never asked for a condom and I never asked him to put one on. From the first time he fucked me and filled me with his cum I knew I would never go back to condoms. During Kyle and I’s almost 4-year relationship we both remained active in the fetish community, attending events like MAL and IML, maintaining profiles on Recon, and having playtime with other kinky guys (almost always unprotected). Kyle introduced me to his fetishes, which included fisting, and he started stretching my hole to try to fist me. During this time, I met a guy named Ryan on Recon, and he introduced me to the site that would change my life for good: Breeding Zone. At first I only read the General Bareback section, and the stories were enough to get me off. However, I always saw the Bug Chasing and Chem Sex sections staring back at me, though I couldn’t bring myself to read them. Things changed once Ryan sent me a link to a story on Breeding Zone in the Gift Giving section, despite my misgivings on the topic I read the story and I was more turned on than I had been in years. I was hooked. At first I read the Gift Giving stories, but I eventually graduated to the Chem Sex stories which turned me on even more. I had introducted Kyle to Breeding Zone as well, and he knew I was turned on by these stories, but we ended our relationship before we could explore them. After my breakup with Kyle I wasn’t feeling as prudish, but I knew deep down that I had turned into a bug chaser, so I avoided sex for quite a while. Finally, I knew that wasn’t a long term solution, and PrEP was becoming more widely available, so I went to my doctor and got a prescription. I took it dutifully for over 2 years, but deep down I knew I still hungered for a poz guy to own my hole. Separately, I had also been trying to take a fist since I was with Kyle, and since poppers weren’t enough for me to open up, I was convinced I was going to need chemical assistance to take my first fist. Enter Pup, a very sexy, poz, mid-30’s friend of mine. Pup and I started chatting on Scruff right around the same time I began taking PrEP, when I was finally more comfortable chatting with poz guys. Pup was partnered at the time and undetectable, which made me feel safe even though it was just chat, and we developed a good long distance friendship (he lives in a southern state almost 1,000 miles away from me). Last year he told me that he and his partner had split, but the more interesting thing to me was that Pup was into fisting, and he informed me that he had gotten into PNP. I told him about my frustration with not being able to take a fist, and he assured me that PNP would allow my hole to open up once and for all. However, he also informed me that if I played with him he only slammed. Regardless of this fact I knew I had to try it. He also made sure that I knew he was positive, and there was still a small possibility that I could be infected if we played. I assured him I was aware of the risks and I was fine with them. Pup and I chatted for months about meeting, and we finally agreed in January of this year on a date: Easter weekend. I was nervous but I knew that I needed to meet him. I genuinely liked the guy and he was going to help me fulfill my fisting desires. I made sure I was clear with him ahead of time that I only was going to PNP to get fisted, and he agreed. Other than that we didn’t discuss too many particulars of what our weekend together would entail. I got on a plane after work on the Thursday before Easter and flew to his city, and took an Uber to his apartment. He had a friend of his let me into the apartment, and he gave me some instructions to prepare for the weekend. I followed his instructions, but once he got home I think he could tell I was nervous, so we agreed to hold off on PNP until the next day so we could get to know each other better. We went to a sex toy store and picked up some supplies, and then he fucked me before we passed out for the night. The next day we had a short conversation about limits. “How do you feel about having other guys join us? I have another guy that wants to fuck you.”, he told me. “I don’t know if I’m comfortable with that just yet. It’s a fantasy of mine, but I’m really just here to take my first fist.”, I replied. “How about we play it by ear?”, he asked. “That works for me.” “What are you most concerned about with slamming, boy?” “I just want to make sure I get sleep, and that I take my PrEP.” “I’ll make sure you get sleep, boy, but your PrEP is your responsibility”, he responded, quickly ending the exchange. After that he told me it was time to slam, and he explained the entire process of what was happening as he fixed our slams. “Get your phone out, boy. You’re going to want this on video.” “Are you sure? I’m not sure I want this on my phone.” “Trust me, in a few minutes you won’t care, and you’re going to want to watch this later.” Though I was hesitant I agreed to record it. I was so nervous I was already tingling all over as he tied the tourniquet around my arm and prepared to insert the needle. “This is just a small slam, .20.”, he explained as he showed me his own slam for comparison, which contained over twice as much. “Get the camera ready, boy.” I started recording. I saw the register, the red tinged liquid disappeared, and he snapped the tourniquet off of my arm. What followed was unlike anything I’d experienced in my life up until that moment. Most people on here describe a warm feeling after a slam, for me it felt opposite. It felt like a chill was spreading throughout my body (but in the best possible way) and Pup took my phone from me to film my reaction. I was euphoric beyond my own comprehension, and had trouble even forming words for a few minutes. Suddenly my inhibitions had melted away. Pup started questioning me. “What do you want, boy?” “I want to take my first fist”, I answered. Pup shut off my phone and kept asking me questions. “You want me to invite some other guys to try out your hole, boy?” “You can invite anyone you want, Sir.” “You haven’t earned the right to call me Sir, call me Pup.”, he growled. I stammered an apology, and he asked a few more questions that are kind of fuzzy to me now. But then he asked a question I didn’t expect, and that I’ll never forget, “You’re a bugchaser, aren’t you, boy? You want to get pozzed this weekend?” To be continued…

*This is mostly fantasy with a little reality thrown in* ---------------------------------------------------------------- Part 1(?) It was Friday night and the beginning of a three day weekend, so what better way to celebrate than to get a little twisted at my favorite bathhouse? I arrived around 9:30PM, even though the parking lot wasn't full yet and paid my entrance (thankfully my bag wasn't checked) and walked straight to my room. Nice, I had gotten lucky and was assigned a deluxe room with a queen-sized bed. After stripping down I opened my bag and pulled out my supplies. A pipe, two lighters and the bag of stuff that would make this night. I also had remembered to bring my blindfold so that any tops with hesitations wouldn't feel shy. The porn playing on my TV was one of the few bareback flicks they had in rotation, a hot number with four smooth Marine boys. I immediately got to packing my pipe and, staring intently at the screen, flicked my lighter on and held it under the fresh bowl. As the white smoke started to swirl around and intensify I took a deep breath. Blub blub blub, went the water in the pipe and immediately the chambers turned bright white as I tasted the slightly unpleasant first taste of the tina. After my lungs could not hold anymore I set the pipe down and instinctively grabbed my cock as I exhaled a huge cloud over the hot boys on TV. "Beautiful," I muttered under my breath, as the thought of these muscle men passing around a pipe and getting spun took hold of my mind. I was rock hard within seconds and took another large hit. After a few minutes I decided to dim the lights and crack open the door to get a feel for the crowd that was present thus far. A couple guys walked by but didn't stop after making eye contact... which is why my preferred position is face down, ass up. I closed the door and took a couple more hits, which was starting to make my freshly cleaned hole twitch for some action. Leaving the pipe slightly visible in the shadows (I get turned on at the thought of getting walked in on while smoking,) I donned my blindfold and settled in diagonally on the bed, facing the wide open door. As expected, within five minutes I felt the familiar sensation of a hand on my leg running up to my ass. My excitement was piqued and I wiggled my butt a little to let this stranger know he was welcome in my ass. "Fuck yea, that's a sweet hole," a deep voice growled. I reached around to feel a heavy, thick cock of about eight inches. I couldn't help myself and turned my body to wrap my lips around his tool as he started to finger my hole. "Mmmmmhmmmmmmm" was all I could muster with my mouth full. "Oh fuck, you're partied up, aren't you boy?" the voice asked and I knew he had seen my pipe sticking out from the wadded up towel by my bed. "Uh huh," I said eagerly. "I love breeding party sluts like you, take a couple hits while I fuck you." This was exactly what I had been hoping for and I wasted no time in lowering my blindfold to grab my pipe. I could see my anonymous fucker now as well. He was a tall middle aged Latino man, with the hint of a six pack and a beefy belly, just how I like them. "That's right," he nodded, "Blow those clouds in the mirror while you watch me fuck your party hole." He slipped his unusually thick meat in my hole as I let out a gasp; his cock was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, stretching me open as he bottomed out in me. I took a hit and let out another white cloud as he smiled approvingly at me and started to pump my ass. "Fuckin' hot, boy. You love my cock in there, huh?" as I moaned in repsonse.. "Fuck yeah, dump your load in that party hole!" I pleaded with him as he quickened his pace and took another hit for his viewing enjoyment. "Yeah" he growled with his eyes closed, signaling he was close. "Cumdump party boy, fucking lookin' for loads and tina huh?" "Fuck yeah, fuck yeah!" I moaned even louder as this is the type of degrading dirty talk that gets my cock hard no matter what I might be on. "I'm gonna fuckin' unload in you boy," he said quickly as he started thrusting like crazy. "Fuck yea, I'm gonna make that hole mine! Uh! Uh! Uhhhhhhhhhh, arrrgh!" he yelled as he slammed into my hole, his cock throbbing with the volleys of his seed shooting in me. "Mmm, fuck yea" I panted as he pulled out and got ready to leave. I just laid there as I was, with a run of cum dripping down my hole and sac for any other guy to see. "Leave the door open." "I got a couple friends coming tonight," he said as he turned to walk out. "They like to blow clouds and love whoring out little chemsluts like you." "You let them know where I am, I'll be here all night."

You might say queer ran in my family. I know they say there is a gene and all and that it is recessive in most people, that is why the Kinsey report only states 10% are gay and 10 percent are straight and the rest fall somewhere in the middle. Well my family fell in the middle at the gay end. Isn’t life bliss when social norms are hidden away? Now, we didn’t go around advertising we were queer. To the outside observer we would look like a wholesome middle class family, but enter our inner circle and our deep dark secret would be evident. Growing up, I admired the bond that my dad and grandfather and uncles seemed to share. My mother seemed to have the same kind of bond with my grandmother - both were feisty, in natgure almost butch. We shared a lot of good times. I was the youngest of three sons and had several cousins, most of whom were boys, similar to me as we were rough and tumble - jocks and farm boys. Growing up in a rural town in the Midwest with most of my family nearby, I got to see a lot of my family and the influence it had on our town. As I grew older the admiration for my families bonds grew stronger, and as my brothers and cousins reached maturity I noticed that they too began to share in the bonds between the adult family members, as they went off to college and would return with girlfriends and wives, the sexes would divide several times of year to form bonding circles. I didn’t really know what was going on until I was about 15 and my middle brother was all excited to go on the adult father son fishing trip which I would be invited to the summer after my 18th birthday. With Bud having turned 18 just weeks before school got out, he was all a flutter and told me that grandpa and dad and Cameron, my eldest brother were ready to make him a real family man, along with my uncles and any male cousins that had turned 18 that spring. This was the camping/fishing trip that would declare my brother and our newly adult cousins, part of the male bonding brotherhood of Madison clan. Evidently my brother was not disappointed as he returned with a smile on his face, a lift to his step, as he returned back to the family business in the mailroom, the same mailroom we both had worked when we each turned 14. Bud having worked there two and a half years longer was theoretically my supervisor, but he was my big brother and best friend first so we got along and hardly ever fought. Bud though would be moving up soon and I would become mailroom chief as one of my younger cousins was introduced to the mailroom when he turned 14 in a month or so. When Bud moved up onto the sales floor, Hamilton came into the mailroom. It was my responsibility to train him in the ins and outs of the lowest rung on our family corporate ladder. I really liked Hamilton even though he was a year younger than me. He was really cute and athletic, which made working around him hard at times because he distracted me. But we endured and before we knew it my 18th birthday was approaching. I knew the make out sessions with Hamilton would soon be at an end. I really enjoyed sneaking off to a corner and kissing my cousin, but another two cousins, Jack and Kris, had already joined us in the mail sorting endeavor. Jack and Kris were just as cute and farm boy cute, and I knew they were just as sexy as Hamilton since we all showered together at school after practice, football in the fall and baseball in the spring. I was doing my homework, when a knock on my door occurred, my back to the door I did not see who had tapped on my door but an envelope had been slid under my door. I picked it up and it read “Happy 18th birthday, Thom. You are now able to attend the Madison Men’s Camping / Fishing Experience. Be ready on June 5th, 6:30 AM. The boat waits for no one." I was excited and thrilled it was finally my time to bond with my male family members and find out what all the hoopla was about.

Can't wait till I can change my vote FROM neg to.....

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I was setting up my tent at a nude gay campground in NH when a biker drove up the road. He had to stop for someone backing a trailer into another site. I wasn't quite nude yet, but was just in some skimpy bikini briefs. He was in full biker gear and had quite the ride, an Indian. We eyed each other as he waited for the driveway to clear. I knew I had scored and wondered how we would end up meeting. I figured it would happen later in the evening. I finished setting up, undressed and grabbed a towel and rushed up to the pool to enjoy some sun and a dip in the saltwater pool. I promptly laid down on one of the many loungers and closed my eyes to relax and enjoy the warmth of a rare hot late summer day while listening to the music over the outdoor speakers. I wasn't there long when I heard a voice asking if I minded that he use the lounger next to me. I opened my eyes and replied, that he was welcome to it. It was the biker of course and we began to make some small talk and ended up getting along quite well. He was older and fit as I am and had quite a nice cock. He had rented a trailer there for a few nights and after we took a dip in the pool he invited me over to it. I went to my site to grab a few things and walked on over to his place. He gave me a tour of the trailer and of course we wound up at the bedroom. It was a fifth wheel trailer so the bedroom was up a few steps. He was on the upper step and I found myself at mouth to nipple level with him. I wasn't going to waste anytime with this hunk, I immediately began licking and sucking his nipples. Needless to say we wound up in the bed exploring one another. With a hunk like him I tend to be a bottom so my legs were soon pointing to the ceiling and along with some spit for lube his raw cock was plunging my firm ass. His cock fit my hole perfectly and he was a good lover. He soon became quite excited and I thought he was going to cum right then and there but he stopped. He asked me where I wanted it and assured me he was "clean." I'm thinking I know that line but didn't care either way and told him to cum in me. He hammered away not too hard but just right and eventually flooded my ass with his biker juice. I spent the night with him and most of the next day. I ended up taking two more of his loads. During one session I urged him on, "Give it to me," and "Breed me." He wasn't as verbally abusive as I would have liked but I'm sure he didn't want to risk scaring me away either. Not that I would have been. Just before he shot his load he got a determined look in his eye while thrusting harder and harder and said, "Your getting it," "Take it." So I'm not sure if I got stealthed or not. We exchanged numbers but he lives several hours away so not sure if we'll meet again.

Dad’s Basement Part Thirty Five As we walked in silence to the set, I couldn’t help but think about the basement, wanting to be in it right now, playing with the other members and Dad. The first meeting of Dax at the house was so misleading, instead of being decent, he was a complete ass hole. Dad’s head was looking down as he walked, I could see the guilt now on his face. I reached over and put my hand on his back, a silent gesture of assurance that it was okay. He half faked a smile back at me. We arrived at the set, which looked like a typical teenager’s room. There were other men, naked, standing around waiting, not on us but on Dax. “Okay fuckers we had a change of plans.” Dax’s loud voice said from behind us. I could see the expressions on the men’s faces as if they were annoyed by this news. “Instead of a porn shoot, this is going out live on our site” he said, “And wipe the fucking attitudes off your faces” I didn’t wait for any instructions, I stripped off all my clothes and went on set and got onto the bed. I looked out at the men, the cameramen were slowly getting hard seeing my naked body. “Okay Daddy,” Dax said with a smart ass tone, “Get in there and rape that ass” Dad quickly stripped off his clothes, I stared at his hairy, muscular body still in awe of how hot Dad was. His cock was slowly getting hard. “I want you to get in there, pin him down and ram your big cock up his ass” Dax said slapping Dad’s ass. “Oh and make it hurt, for real” Dax said, “OR ELSE” Camera’s were up and I could see myself in monitors, as well as on their website. The count of how many were watching was quickly climbing. Dad moved in and jumped on the bed. He grabbed my arms and twisted me around, then slammed me face down on the bed. My eyes widened. I had never seen him like this. He had a look of hatred on his face and rage in his eyes. 
HIs legs pinned my legs together and held them there. He slammed his body down on my back, knocking the wind out of me. As I tried to catch my breath, he twisted my head to the camera. His hand gripped the back of my neck hard as his other hand lined up his hard cock with my hole. Without saying a word, Dad rammed his cock deep into my hole, fast and hard. I screamed as he pulled out and slammed back into me. “Excellent” Dax said as he watched. The camera men were moving about getting the fucking from different angles, as the site manager worked to get the three camera views up for all those watching to see. Dad had dropped his head behind mine as his hips pumped his cock in and out of my hole. Using his feet he pushed my legs open wide, spreading his with mine. I felt someone get between our legs and knew right away that it was a camera man getting a good close up of my hole stuffed with Dad’s hard cock. “I’m sorry” Dad softly whispered in my ear. The pain was gone and I was enjoying the fuck from Dad, it was a new side of him, I liked it. My cock was hard between me and the mattress, which was squeaking from Dad’s thrusts. I tightened up my face, as if I was in pain. Shit I was going to give Dax and his perverts a good show. Dad grabbed my hair with his fist and pulled my head up some. He released my neck and slid his forearm around my neck, pulling in tight. I could feel him choking me a bit, not cutting off my air supply, but just showing me he was in control. I fought the urge to push my ass up to meet his cock as he fucked my hole. I was sure that Dax wanted this to be as realistic as possible. I cried out in pain a few times, instead of moaning in pleasure. The slapping sound of Dad’s hips hitting my ass, echoed through the warehouse. His cock was rock hard slamming into me, harder and harder. I rolled my eyes up as if he was choking me out, thinking about Garrett, Coach and everyone else at home watching this live, stroking their cocks. “Your faggot ass is going to get filled with AIDS” Dad screamed at me. “No” I said crying a bit. I started to think about the saddest thing I could and the tears began to flow. “That’s it faggot, cry! Your life is over” He pushed my face down into the mattress as if he was trying to suffocate me. He pulled me back up moment later, I gasp for breath and was soon face down in the mattress again. I could smell the piss and sweat in the fabric. He pulled up and again I gasp for breath, as convincingly as possible. Dad cock continued to assault my hole, slamming in and out of it. I really started to panic when I could feel something run down my balls. I knew I didn’t have any cum inside me, not for two weeks and Dad didn’t use any lube or spit as he entered my hole. It was dry. I really started to panic as I thought about blood running down my balls. Dad sensed this and put his mouth down by my ear, whispering: “Relax baby, Daddy will take care of you” I don’t know how the mics or Dax didn’t pick up his whispering but no one reacted. “Hope you are ready for death” Dad said. He slammed his cock deep into me and held me tight. I could feel his cock shoot deep inside me. Dad was grunting, cussing and breathing heavy. He released me head and hair as he pushed himself up, putting his hands on my shoulder blades. He had me pinned this was for a moment and then started to pull out. “Get a close up on his cock, especially if it’s bloody” Dax ordered. Dad’s cock popped out of my hole. He gripped it by the base and held it tight as two camera men zoomed in for a close up of his cock. Cum hung from the piss slit. His cock head and shaft was smeared with a little blood. The other camera man zoomed in on my hole. It was red from the pounding and a small amount of blood. Cum was leaking out. I watched the whole thing play out in the monitors until they went black. Show was over. “It was good, but it could have been better” Dax said. I just laid on the bed as Dad stood at my feet. “Fuck cleaning up, get dressed and get out” Dax said, “I will let you know when you need to be here again” I jumped from the bed, pain shot from my hole. I didn’t want to give Dax the satisfaction of seeing me in pain. I quickly redressed and started for the door. The cool night air felt good as I stepped out. I had no idea where Dad was, I didn’t wait for him. I was leaning against the passenger side door as Dad exited the warehouse and made his way to the truck. The horn blew twice as he unlocked the door and I went in. Dad got in and started up his truck. “I’m sorry” was the only thing said as we drove home. I went straight to my room and shut the door. There was a soft knock on the door, followed by Dad saying: “I’m so sorry son” I laid down on my bed, plotting. I was going to get Dax, one way or another.

I awoke early Saturday morning, even though it was past midnight when I fell asleep nestled in Bud’s arms, playing little spoon to my brothers big spoon. I rolled over just enough to see the clock “5:45”. Granted I had just had one of my more erotic of dreams where Hamilton and I were naked together making out and caressing each other’s bodies as Bud and Cameron cheered us on. I awoke as the Nocturnal Ejaculation subsided, having shot a huge load into my briefs, Bud’s hard cock rubbing on my covered ass cheeks, evidently he too had a nocturnal ejaculation as the seat of my briefs was wet and sticky as well. It somehow felt good to have Bud’s cock rubbing on my ass, I wasn’t sure why but it just did. I slowly disengaged myself from Bud’s embrace and stripped off my cummy underwear I held them to my face and inhaled their masculine scent, making my cock rise again, I stuffed them under my pillow, wrapped a towel around my waist and crossed the hall to the bathroom. After taking a piss I returned to our room, I slid naked next to my brother and wiggled my ass against his semi hard cock, it just seemed right. I fell back to sleep, waking up almost three hours later to find Bud had found his way back to his bed and was snoozing under a light blanket. I threw back the covers revealing my hard cock as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, Bud watching my every move, I could see him lick his lips as I stood up, reaching into my chest of drawers I pulled on a pair of Bud’s boxers, my cock tenting out the front then turning my back on Bud I reached down and grabbed my shorts, seductively bending over to reveal my ass encased in Buds boxers as I pulled the shorts on, teasing my big bro. I pulled on a tee shirt and tossed Bud his shorts and a clean white tee “Mom will have breakfast on the table soon, I can smell the bacon” He chuckled and flung the blanket off himself revealing his hard on “see what you do to me little bro, you sexy little fucker” His cock was bouncing as he attempted to put his shorts on, now I never thought of Bud as one who might be interested in guys but Fuck I was and why not Bud as well. I left the bedroom door open and headed down stairs, to the kitchen where dad and Cameron were already digging into the pancakes stacked before them, I grabbed a plate and stacked a couple on my plate along with a scoop of eggs and a couple of sausages, bacon really wasn’t my thing. Bud walked in about 2 minutes later, grabbed himself some grub and sat down next to me at the table, nobody the wiser what we shared last night and this morning. After breakfast I went up to take a shower only to have Cameron and Bud Join me in the stall their bodies rubbing against mine as we all three attempted to soap and rinse off, I noticed Cameron was chubbed up just like Bud and me, I began wondering if my eldest brother got off on guys as well. I got dressed and headed over to the office, I had some sorting out to do in the mailroom, Hamilton was already there as well as Rick his little brother and Hector as well. I went through my sorting routine and then cornered hector in the back corner “So you like making out with your cousin eh, would you like me too?” “Oh Thom, I’ve had a crush on you since I started” I planted a kiss on his lips and then slipped a tongue between them, it was fun teasing my little cousin, I slapped him on his ass and told him to get back to work, and after all I had to keep some semblance of decorum didn’t I? The rest of the day I teased Hamilton and Hector with sideways glances and innuendo then sent them home frustrated and horny. Sunday was a family day and we all enjoyed a picnic lunch out in the park , a game of touch football, and a friendly softball game pitting the various groups of Blue Madison’s against the Gold Madison’s, a formulation devised by my Great-great grandfather to make up sports teams without the usual picking system of team captains picking from a line up, instead the blues would be comprised of the Senior member of the clan and the 2nd and 4th born or even birth in each family group be it male or female who wanted to play, The Golds would consist of the Junior most member of the clan and the 1st and 3rd born or any uneven birth. I being a 3rd child got to play on the Golds along with Cameron, whereas Bud played for the Blues. Now the captain of the blues hardly changed unless they retired or handed down their title the Captain of the Golds changed each year after the camping trip, since the youngest member of the Clan would become the junior clan leader thus giving a fluidity to the clan’s hierarchy. I having been born just a few weeks prior to the Camping trip and the Clans annual meeting of the families would most likely be named Junior Clansmen. Another thing to excite me, Bud and Cameron stuck close by me during the picnic and we had a great time, eating so much that upon dinner time we were only just snacking, at around 7 Cameron asked if I would like to go running with Bud and him, I readily agreed and ran up to put on my running shorts, I stripped out of the shorts I had been wearing all day and removed my underwear as well expecting to don my jock to keep my junk from flopping I suddenly realized I had put my jock in the wash on the last day of classes and didn’t want to put on clothes just to run down to the laundry, I reached in Bud’s drawer and pulled out his jock, raising it to my nose I inhaled my brothers scent, it was a mixture of ball sweat, urine, and I detected cum. It made me hard I reached under my pillow and retrieved the briefs with my and Buds cum dried on them and inhaled in that scent as well making me even harder, I was becoming a pervert as I stuffed the briefs back under my pillow, and put on Bud’s Jock strap then my running shorts, the jock was so stretched out and my cock was so hard it did little to contain my semi hard snake but fuck, I was just going running with my brothers. I made it down stairs without running across my mom or dad and joined Bud and Cameron out on the porch, lucky for me some of my excitement had subsided and my cock was beginning to be contained by the jock. We started out slow and steady running down the street and into the park along the paths set up for running and jogging as well as biking. We were about a mile ingot the jog when Cameron pulled onto a less used Jogging trail and headed up a small hill, Bud and I just followed. Upon cresting the hill and just beyond so the park was obstructed from view Cameron pulled off into a clearing and sat on the picnic tables which conveniently had been placed here, I guess for secluded romantic picnics. He sat on the bench glistening with sweat and pulled out a doobie and lit it Bud, took it from him and took a drag, then passed it to me to Tooke on, I took a hit and passed it back to my eldest brother who took a hit then reached over and grabbed my head, put his lips to mine and exhaled the smoke into my lungs, shotgunning the hit into me. But as I exhaled back through my nose he continued to kiss me placing his one hand behind my head and the other caressed my chest. I was all hot and sweaty as well and although the kiss was hot and sweet, the fondling of my torso was a bit abrasive and I soon pulled away. I looked at my older brother and smiled “Sorry I liked the kiss, but my tank top sticks to my torso when it gets damp and sweaty and not that all comfortable when pressed into my skin” Cameron smiled back “well then take it off let’s see how well little Thom has developed” I pulled my top over my head and tucked it into my shorts, actually into the waist band of the jock as my shorts had sunk down revealing the elastic band and the top crevasse of my ass, Bud standing behind me noticed and quietly catcalled as Cameron again took me into his embrace and kissed me again “Fuck, weed gets me so horny” Cameron was excited and conflicted as anyone could come running by at any moments and we were out in the open, he ran his hands over my sweaty chest, almost leaning in to lick the droplets from my skin, then pulling back “Just two more days little bro, just two more days and we can start having fun together” Cameron got up from the picnic table and began to jog in place taunting Bud and I, before turning and running down the trail even further into the woods, Bud and I ran after him catching up almost a football field’s length away. We continued or jog as the path circled back around into the park, I reached home first with Cameron and Bud close behind, I raced up the stairs and into my room, Bud followed suit and I could hear him and Cameron on the stairs bouncing off of each other just like they did as kids, what seemed like so long ago but in actuality was just a few short years before. After all Bud was just 21 and Cameron was just 22 each in a different college. They had not really seen each other since Christmas and the men’s gathering would give them a chance to reconnect as well. I grabbed the top from the waist band of the jock and threw it in the hamper, I was removing the running shorts when Bud came into the room, walked up to me and snapped the band on the jock “So you’re not just borrowing my boxers you’re pilfering my used jocks as well, you little pervert” He had caught me but he was smiling this shit eating grin, which told me he was fine with me being a bit kinky and borrowing his clothes even the more intimate ones. I let him remove the jock from my body as my cock popped out and struck him in the arm, he wrapped a hand around my hardening cock and said “two days little brother and we can have some fun, but for now you have to wait” he dropped my cock and wrapped a towel around my waist pushing me towards the bathroom. Our house was modest but it also said we were pillars of the community, it was large enough at four bedrooms to afford Cameron, being the oldest his own single (Smaller) room with Bud and I sharing a good size room which accommodated two single size beds two dressers a chest of drawers and two desk with ample room in the middle to wrestle if we wanted, which we did as kids a lot, I missed those days a bit. My parents had a large master suite at the other side of the house and our bedroom shared a large bathroom that had a tub separate from the large shower. Dad had the bathroom remodeled when we were kids taking space from the fourth bedroom, which mom made into the craft room, during the remodel he realized that all his boys were jocks and not really ashamed of their bodies, as we always bathed together so he installed a shower which would accommodate multiple persons. It had two shower heads and room for four guys to stand at a time if needed. I entered the bath to hear the shower already running and saw Cameron standing under a spray of water his eyes closed his body glistening with the rivulets of water running down his back and sides. I dropped my towel and entered in behind him. I reached around him and hugged him as he turned and planted a kiss on my lips never opening his eyes, he reached down and groped my hardening cock. He open his eyes and mumbled “oh Shit Thom” I looked at him confused, Bud entered behind me sandwiching me between my brothers “he thought it was me little bro” “Just over a day and we can have fun, Thom, Dad would have our asses if we broke the code” “The code?” “You’ll find out on Tuesday little brother” He began washing the sweat from my body as Cameron washed down my front soaping up my chest and engorged tool letting the soap flow down between my legs, then stepping back to allow the water to rinse away the soap, Bud backed off as well turning me around so all the soap would rinse away “Ok, Thom time for you to hit the hay its already getting late, you have a big day ahead of you tomorrow” I had no clue what he meant about big day, but I toweled myself off and wrapped it around my waist and went to my room, threw on a pair of Bud’s boxers, then returned to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Upon my entrance I found my brothers embraced in the shower, Cameron grinding against Bud, who was leaning up against the wall moaning, suddenly Cameron stepped back and Bud dropped to his knees and took Cameron into his mouth, Cameron then deposited his seed on Buds tongue, Bud gulped down his spooge, I was excited and shocked as I backed out of the bathroom and back to my bedroom. I left on Buds light but extinguished my own, pulling the covers up and rolling towards the wall. It was about 15 before Bud reentered the room, I could hear him rustling around on his side, and then the room went dark, I closed my eyes an tried to sleep but I couldn’t get the image of Cameron shooting his load into my middle brother’s mouth. I was rock hard fantasizing it was me getting that load, questions ran through my head, did his cum taste like mine, as I routinely licked my spunk from my fingers when I jerked off, I pulled the briefs from my pillow and breathed in their aroma, I was dripping precum into Bud’s boxers, but I didn’t care as I kept fantasizing it was me in that shower, I fell asleep with visions of me and Cameron, and Bud, my dreams were filled with all the boys I had lusted after over the years both family and those from school and athletics. The boxers were drenched in cum when I woke the next morning, my sheets were wet and sticky, for a second I thought I had wet the bed but being kinky and perverted I sniffed the offending wetness to discover it was cum, I must have shot multiple loads throughout the night for them to be so wet, I looked over at Buds bed and it appeared to not have been slept in, I couldn’t decide whether Bud had become a neat freak in college however I doubted that or had slept elsewhere last night. With the coast clear and no one to witness my actions I went back to taking in whiffs from my sheets and the boxers which I had removed, leaving me sitting there naked with the shorts pressed to my face, my tongue lashed out at the material lapping up the remnant of my nocturnal emission, it was salty sweet, I began sucking the material to get as much cum out as possible, then started lapping at the sheets sucking out the cum, I was quickly getting addicted to the taste of my cum. I was once again rock hard as I lay back on Bud’s bed heels over head tilting back so as to get my cock near my lips, a thought struck me and I righted myself somewhat and being limber I once again raised my legs locking my knees behind my armpits, leaned my head forward and took the head into my mouth, as I relaxed a bit in this position and I pulled my hips further back I could suck almost half of my cock in. I ran my tongue around the head and soon as I worked my tool felt that tingling start in my loins I sucked faster, and was soon rewarded with a sweet load of creamy jism flowing into my mouth. I kept sucking until I became too sensitive to continue, thank you mom for suggesting those stretching and ballet classes to limber up my body and give me more grace out on the field as a wide reliever and third baseman, guess it also made me more limber to pleasure my sexual needs. When I got downstairs, Bud was just getting in “Spent the night at Coles last night” leaning into Dads ear whispered “Didn’t want to break the code, Thom is just so sexy and tempting” dad just grinned, turning towards me he pulled out a typewritten page of things I need to do in the mail room today, even though it’s a holiday, some preparations need to be done to accommodate the weeklong shut down of the business, although the most Junior members of the family would see to daily operations of the mail sorting. I walked to the office and went down the list with Hamilton who would be the next in line to be senior mail clerk. After going through and confirming things Hamilton asked me to join him in the break room, it was already well into the afternoon and I had little left to do, although I accomplished a lot already, more than I had expected. “Cuz, I know you’re off to the retreat tomorrow, and it won’t be the same when you return” There were tears in his eyes, and I could tell he was upset “I don’t know how to say this but I think I’m in love with you, you are my hero, and I’m afraid as you move up and go off to school, you’ll forget about me and what we mean to each other” By now he was full on crying and sobbing uncontrollably, like it was a real breakup or something “I’ll never forget you Ham, you’re one of my favorite cousins, kissing or no, you’re my best bud, my partner in crime, and next year is your turn for the retreat” His weeping subsided “Really, is that how you feel about me?” I pulled him to me and kissed him full on, driving deep with my tongue, massaging his shoulders and pecs, it took a lot of energy but I reframed from going lower to grope his package. He pulled apart from me and confessed “Thom, I don’t know if I can go through with it, I I’ve had fun teasing you and our other cousins and brothers, but it’s just a game to you all, I think I’m really queer, how will all the others react when that comes out?” I tried not to laugh but a chuckle did emerge, which made him angry, I pulled him in and gave him a tight hug “We’ll cross that bridge when the time comes stud” With all the queer things that had happened to me over the years, especially since I turned 18 I didn’t think Hamilton had much to worry about. I looked up and it was almost supper time so I told Hamilton and the boys to go home, they had their work cut out for them over the next week. Bud was already at the table when I got home and Grandad was there too, I tipped my ball cap to them as I rushed up to clean up for dinner, mom had made pot roast and mashed potatoes Cameron was missing and when I asked about it Dad said he had gone up early with my uncles to prep the cabin and stock the fridge for the week, had spent last night at Grandads loading the truck and supplies. I ate a hearty meal, then turned in early, Bud said he’d see me in the morning before heading over to Coles for the night. I retreated to my room and stripped down, I curled over and lifted my legs and soon was giving myself another blowjob, as I relaxed and perfected my technique I soon discovered I could almost take my whole shaft into my mouth, the head hitting the back and partially sliding down my throat, I gagged a couple time then began fingering my hole abit and my cock slid deeper into my throat as it seemed to lengthen and expand, I was just about to reach the point of no return when I heard my parent climbing the stairs, I quickly uncoiled, though my hard member continued to throb, they passed by my door and told grandad he could sleep in Cameron room for the night, Shit now I really had to be quiet. As my cock continued to throb and demand attention, my curiosity got the better of me and I reached into Bud’s desk drawer and retrieved the tape measure, holding an inch at my base I measured 10.75 inches, I was no slouch in the cock department nine and three quarters was pretty respectable, as big as what I’ve seen on my brothers, I guess we were all gifted, then I wrapped it around, damn I was a little over 6 inches around as well, no wonder I gagged a little when I sucked it down my throat. Then the pervert in me took over, it felt good with my fingers shoved up my hole, I wondered if my cock was long enough to shove it up there. I stood over by the dressing mirror and bent over, I spit on my fingers and shoved them in my hole, it was hot watching myself finger fuck me, then I pulled my cock down and around the head hit just above my hole, it would be tricky but I soon lined it up and began pressing myself into my hole, I was tight but with more spit and some Vaseline I found under Bud’s bed, the head slipped in, it hurt like fuck, but as I relaxed once more I found I could slid about three inches into my hole, then suddenly as I was sliding it back and forth in my hole I hit something inside that felt wonderful, I had almost half of my cock buried up my virgin ass, I kept bumping that spot and I moaned as my orgasm hit me, rope after rope of my own semen was filling me, as I kept pressing my cock into my hole, I kept shooting, not getting sensitive like I had when I jerk off or when I sucked myself off, no I wanted to keep fucking myself and cumming in my hole. I kept pounding my hole with my cock till I started to soften and shrink, it was then that my cock began to get sensitive and I laid back on Bud’s bed, for a year or so I hadn’t touched much on Buds side of the room but my curiosity was starting to get the best of me, and I was still really horny, even cumming loads up my own ass, I had seen the Vaseline when I bent over to fuck my hole. With my own cum dripping down my leg I leaned over with a flashlight and looked deeper under his bed, lots of dust bunnies and a shoebox was shoved into a corner I got down and reached for it, it had not been there a week before when I dust mopped the room, pulling it out, I realized Bud must have brought it back from college, It was boot sized and a little heavy. I opened the box and my cock sprang back to life, it was filled with novelties, sex toys to be exact or at least I believed them to be sex toys. One caught my eye though it was shaped like a little cock but it was tapered with a phalange at the base I grabbed it and using the cum dripping from my ass I lubed it up then shoved it into my hole I was smart enough to recognize the kinky little butt stopper and I was beginning to guess the uses for some of the other objects I quickly closed the box and placed it back under Bud’s bed slipped on a pair of his boxers then climbed into bed, if this box was any indication the next week would be loads of fun. Bud woke me up early the next morning at 5:45, I had once again had a nocturnal emission and my sheets were soaked with cum. With Bud spending last night at Coles and Cameron already up at the cabin I knew I’d have the shower to myself. As Bud went down to Breakfast, I tore my bed apart, placing the sheets in my laundry bin, I knew mom would appreciate my consideration to let the bed air out while I was gone, I grabbed some shorts, socks and a tee and headed into the bathroom, butt plug still firmly in place, I removed the plug and sat to expel my bowel only to have a cummy fart emerge, then some fecal matter then some more cum I pushed harder as more cum spurted out. I grabbed the plug and headed to the showers, coach had once shown us how to clean our bowels in health class and I wanted to be squeaky clean, I used the douche bag from under the sink and filled it with warm water from the shower head then proceeded to rinse out my bowel took my shower and reinserted the butt plug, it felt good rubbing up against my happy spot. I got dressed cursing I had forgot to grab a clean pair of boxers from Bud’s drawers, I did so like wearing his underwear, when I didn’t need to be contained. Oh well I thought I’ll just go commando like Bud does. I combed my blonde hair, brushed my teeth and headed down to breakfast, Dad and Grandad were grinning at me and Bud had a shit eating grin on his face as he and Cole and two of my other cousins jostled each other. I quickly downed the oatmeal mom had prepared, I was ready for adventure. By 6:30 we were loading into Grandads 1968 ford truck, Bud and Cole and my other two Cousins jumping into the back inside the camper shell their sleeping bags spread out on top of an old thin mattress, I between my Dad and Grandad. It was close to a four hour drive to the cabin, given its seclusion and distance from populated areas and although I had gotten a semi-restful night’s sleep I dozed off about an hour into the drive, as I slept on dads shoulder I would occasionally wake when we slowed down or hit a bump, once I dreamed I had looked back into the bed of the truck and saw Bud naked on his hands and knees sucking on one of my cousins while Cole was eating his ass and the other cousin was under him sucking his dick as we drove down the road. Or maybe I wasn’t dreaming, as grandad pulled off the main road, still almost an hour away and Bud was barely in his shorts as Cole and my cousins were feeling his chest and nibbling on his pecs. I had a hard on which was protruding from my shorts and drooling precum on my leg Grandad had his hand on my thigh and was occasionally scooping up the fluid and licking it off his fingers, dad was rubbing my nipples through my tee. Gee I thought I must still be asleep and dreaming as Grandad pulled up to the gate on the private road and dad got out to open it, grandad drove through and waited for dad to return, scooping up a large amount of precum dripping out my cock he licked it from his fingers then pulled me into kiss him my seminal fluid still on his lips, damn I tasted good and so did grandad. Dad got back in the truck and I turned around to the back to see Cole riding Bud’s engorged cock, the jostling of the truck helping Bud thrust deeper into the 21 year old

Jon Vincent, years ago...with condom. Kevin Slater, bare; Tommy Delucca, bare; Christian, bare. All were fun....

Ever since I was stealth pozzed, I toyed with the idea of stealthing someone, as a sort of a pay back kind of thing. But never realllly got the nerve to be that devious till I met Chris online. He was a 29 year old who hit me up one late night while I was searching for some ass to fuck BB. ALthough Chris had never experienced BB, he had fantasized about doing so. We chatted on and off for about a month, dicussing BB sex, and a whole array of deviant behavior including threesomes and rape scenes. Not once did he ever question my status, even after a brief dicussion on HIV. We talked about getting together, and playing around and what we would get into, and it always ended in him getting bred. However, every time I pressed to meet, he had some sort of excuse - until last Friday. He emailed me, and we chatted for a while. I could tell he was leading up to something. Finally he finally asked if I would come over and fuck around. I had a few things to do, so I told him I would, but it might be late. He was ok with that, as he wanted to shower, and lay down for a while. He told me he would leave the door unlocked and I should just let myself in, and come up to his bedroom. I didn't really have anything to do, but I wanted some time to plan. My head was whirling with the possibilities. I telephoned one of my POZ buddies, Mike, and described the situation. He agreed to come along. After a short drive, Mike and I pulled up to the address Chris had given. It was late, about midnight or so, and no lights were on in the house. As he promised, the door was unlocked, and we quietly made our way to the bedroom. Although, it was dark, we could see Chris laying on the bed. Nice, hot ass, well toned, tan, and sound asleep. I motioned Mike to head back out into the hallway so we could devise a plan. Devious minds think alike, so we went back into the bedroom, looking around we found some silk neck ties... perfect to tie Chris up. While Mike slowly put Chris' hands behind his back and carefully tied them up, I slowly, slid Chris' boxers off to expose the hottest bubble ass I had seen in some time. Chris stirred a little so we stopped briefly so he would drift back to sleep. As he started snoring again, Mike and I undressed. We were both rock hard and oozing precum like mad, so we carefully took turns dipping our cocks in and out of Chris' open mouth. Then, as Mike dipped his cock head in and out of Chris' mouth, I start slow and easy rimming Chris' ass. He stirred a little, a few moans, and his ass started to gyrate as I opened him up with some finger play. Of course Chris awoke about then and Mike slid a pillow case over Chris' head. Not surprisingly, Chris thrashed about, trying to get loose, so I reminded him of his invitation, and suggested he simply relax. He apparently took me to heart and I was able to go go back to rimming his hot pink hole. He moaned even louder. Mike meanwhile adjusted the pillowcase and uncovering Chris' mouth, slid his cock down Chris' throat. Obviously he was a little freaked out that there were two of us, but again I whispered for him to relax and enjoy. After licking his hot hole for a while, he was all wet and open, so I slid his ass over the edge of the bed and put his feet on the floor... Chris was moaning and begging me to fuck him, to breed him raw, and to give him his first BB experience. How could I resist? I asked him several times, "Are you sure?" and he was BEGGING me to fuck him. When my cock head was pressed against his hole, Mike put his two hands on Chris' shoulders to hold him in place. In one stroke I slid my seven and a half-inch bare poz cock in his ass - deep. He winced with the pain. Again I asked him "Are sure you want this?" And again he BEGGED me to fuck him. Without a further word I began to fuck his NEG ass - as hard and as fast as I could, only stopping to pull out once in a while, only to plunge back in deeper. After about 30 minutes, I pulled out and let Mike take a turn. I got down and whispered to Chris "This is Mike's cock. Take it deep, it's huge." Mike drove his cock balls deep. Chris let out a cry, which I answered by saying "Stop being a damn pussy boy. You've been begging and teasing me for weeks, with all sorts of excuses of why you couldn't meet. Now we are here. Shut up and take it like a bitch." Mike and I took turns fucking Chris' ass for over an hour, and eventually decided it was time for him to get what he so wanted: a load of cum up his raw ass. Before I blew my load I briefly explored Chris' ass, my fingers played with his hole. He was a little bit bloody after all the fucking, but I still fingered him up a bit, deliberately scraped him up a little more - just for effect. My cock pressed against his swollen hole, I asked him if he was ready for his first BB load. Again he BEGGED me "please breed me." I slowly slid my cock in him and said "you sure?" He gave an unqualified reply "Fuck YES!" so I resumed fucking him with all I had to the point my balls were swelling, ready to unload, Chris was bucking his hips against me, moaning with desire to be bred. I stopped, and leaned down and whispered "You sure you want my load in your ass?" He moaned "uh huh." My cock still sliding in and out and I said "Mike and I are both POZ. Toxic poz. If I cum in your ass you will be too. You want my TOXIC CUM?" At first he was shocked, scared, and started to try and wiggle out from under me, but Mike held him in place, all the while my cock slid in and out of him, although admittedly somewhat slowly. Within 30 seconds he calmed down, his hips arched up to meet my strokes. Again I asked him if he was ready for my raw load. He replied "CUM IN MY ASS PLEASE. I WANT YOU TOXIC CUM IN MY ASS. POZ my ass up like the bitch I wanna be. PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR LOAD." That was all the encouragement I needed. I fucked the shit out of his ass and my balls aching to release that toxic cum breeding this ass with POZ poison. As I blew, wave after wave of poison into his neg bare ass, Chris cried with pleasure, cum streaming out of his cock. Then Mike took my place and fucked him again and gave him a SUPER STRAIN that was sure to knock-up his ass. When we were finished, we dressed, not saying a word, and left him blindfolded and tied. About eight weeks later I saw Chris online. We chatted and he said he had fun and would love to get together again. I said "Cool, how about today?" Chris begged off, however, saying he was sick with the FLU.....hahahahhahhaha......

This started years ago when I was in college. I had met a cute college kid younger then myself, through a mutual friend. He was a bi college kid, with a girl friend at the time. This was back before ginder and smart phones, so the first time meeting up was a face to face at my place. An what a first time meet up, he was 5'7", maybe 130 pounds with blond hair wearing soccer shorts and a plain t-shirt. We started with basic bullshit when first meeting someone, majors and where we were from. After a little time we move closer and kissed and rubbed each other bodies. He had the typical Twink body, smooth and not much muscle definition. But had a massive cock, 8.5" and fat as a beer can. It was a monster but on his body it was unbelievable how big it looked. I have been known to swallow a few cocks in my day, but this one was hard to swallow. I had gotten on my knees in front of him and pulled down his shorts and boxer briefs to get at that piece of meat. I was maybe able to get 5/6 inches in my mouth( he was not 100% hard, he only goes totally hard before he cums, which is amazing when he is fucking you but that is a story down the road) without racking him with teeth because of the thickness. I was doing my best on trying to get it all in, but it was to thick and I found out that he has a somewhat low stamina problem. So he had me stop so he would not blow to quick and wanted to suck on my cock also. I'm not hung or thick as a big can, I'm 6.5 and better the avg on the thickness, but I did have a killer body back in. I was 5'10 and 185 with an 8 pack and 4% body fat, I played ball for the university, but not football. Most people look at me and think that I'm a total top, but I have a weakness for hung twinks. So, little blond boy, is going to town on my cock and loving it, he is acting like it was going to be his last supper and I do have the great ability to stay hard after I cum and go,a,second or third round. He was working on my cock for,a good 15 mins when I moved around to get to his cock and 69 with him. I was starting to feel the build up, so I informed him that I was getting close but could go again right after. He didn't miss a beat, just keep sucking, licking and playing with my nuts. I went back to work on his massive cock, I want to pull a nut out of him and see if the load would be big like his cock. He got me to the point of no return and I doubled down on my effort of getting his load. As I started to cum in his mouth, I had his cock as deep as I could get it and he started to shot also. He caught me off guard and most of his load went straight down my throat. He did shot a big load, so I did get to taste him. As I was pulling of his cock, he was cleaning the last drops of my dick. To be continued

Need some advice. The two guys who organise BB parties occasionally (last Friday was the most recent one) have asked me if I would be interested in going to a bareback weekend in November/December. A popular region for the Dutch to go away for a long weekend around the Xmas period is the Belgian Ardennes. A long weekend is arrival on Friday from 2pm and departing on Monday at the latest 12pm. They want to rent a large mansion and invite between about 16-20 guys (depending on # of beds in the house) for a bareback weekend. Costs (aprox. €1000-€1200 for rent + other) would be split evenly. They will supply viagra, X and G (they're a fan of those). The house/mansion(/castle even if they can get it) they will be looking for would be remote (i.e. no direct neighbors), would have 5-6 bedrooms and large living area. Sleeping arrangements to be determined by the hosts. They will be looking to get a good 'mix' of guys to cater for everyone's different taste (e.g. bears, twinks, average Joe, older/younger and so on). Most guys will be top or top/vers and about 4-5 bottoms (including me). Their specific question to me was if I would be OK with that because it would mean bottoms would need to be ready to be available for tops at any time. No exceptions. If a top wants to fuck you, you need to take it. The hosts are top & top/vers themselves and most guys I met at their parties are too with a few bottoms (like me). So the weekend would be similar to their parties but just longer. It has always been a fantasy to do this but now the opportunity is here I am wondering about how this will work out in reality. Main question would of course be how you make sure you are ready for tops at all times. Let's face it, you cannot be clean 24/7 for almost 4 days so it means constant cleaning. Another one is how it will be to be in one house for 3 nights/days with maybe 20 practically strangers. Some I may have met at their parties before but it's one thing to be fucked for a few hours at a party and another to spend days with them. There may be guys I really don't get along with (or they don't like me) but there will be no escape or leaving early (I need to hitch a ride to the location so depend on the ride back too). There won't be sex 24/7 so you will need to get along socially as well (live/eat/sleep/doing other stuff). Maybe it will turn out to be lame weekend and you're stuck in there. From a selfish sexual POV: what if the other bottoms are more 'popular' than you and you just get to watch them getting it on? It sounds like a very horny thing to do but will it be? Just a few thoughts that come to mind. They sent me a few pics of houses (& bedrooms and living) they rented before and those look really fantastic. It's a very appealing invitation but I need to figure out if it will be something for me. My hole says yes, my head not yet. LOL! So my question: Has anyone ever done something like this? How did that work out? Any advice?

Oh, I do. I've ejaculated in my pants on occasion when I'm sucking a man's dick and he gets rough and takes control like that. It's my own feelings of powerlessness and emasculation that overwhelm me when it happens, and next thing you know I'm shooting hands free like a horny teenager who just discovered his dad's stack of skin mags in the garage. Years ago, when I lived in the SF bay area, I hooked up with this guy who wanted me to suck him off in his office after work. He was a married executive, and had a photo of his wife and two teenaged sons on his desk. I have a big fetish for men in suits and ties, and this guy was in his late 40s, a big bruiser stud in pinstripes. When I saw him, I immediately got that twin jolt in my lower gut- you know the one- that combined jolt of sexual excitement and intimidation bordering on fear. He takes me into his office and shuts the door. I get down on my knees and get to work on him. So far so good. He didn't have a giant porn star-sized tool, but he knew how to swing what he had. And he starts getting rough with me, grabbing my head, pushing me back against the office wall and forcing his cock into me until he was balls deep. He held me like that in a vice grip (he had big hands and was STRONG) and pumped his hips, fucking my head like I was a fleshlight with a pulse. He was breathing hard. I don't know when he started with the verbal abuse, but I became aware he was hurling every insult at me imaginable (and a few I'd never imagined, as well). I was "a lowly fag", a "dick slurping fairy", a "dirty cocksucking pervert" who my dad should have taken out in the woods and put down when he found out I wasn't growing up normal. He said he was glad his sons liked pussy, because if he found out either one was a "sperm-burping queer", he'd do what my father should have done to me, and without a moment's hesitation. After about 5 minutes of this rough skull fuck, he suddenly stiffens and thrusts in me deep, and cums HARD in my mouth. I'm struggling to breathe, trying to swallow his load and not gag or pass out- and suddenly this wild feeling comes over me, and next thing I know I'm exploding in orgasm, hands free. Just like that, BAM, I'm cumming in my pants. Now, I'm wearing a light wool tan suit, an expensive one, and I went commando that day. So you can imagine what happened. The head of my penis was pressed tight against the fabric of my trousers, and my crotch was SOAKED with my jizz. A big dark wet stain. When my executive stud let go of me, I got to my feet, a little unsteady, and he looked down at my wet crotch and laughed cruelly. "I guess I don't have to ask if you liked it". He let out of his office and slammed the door behind me. I walked out of the building, down to the BART station and took the train across the bay, got my car and drove home, with that big wet cum stain on display the whole time. When I got home, I stood before my full length mirror, assessing the damage. It wasn't just the semen stain on my trousers, I looked like I'd been rode hard and put up wet. I stank of his sex. Thirty seconds later I've got my dick in my hand, and I'm jizzing all over my mirror, thinking of his deep, angry growl of a voice, those big strong paws of his, the taste of his wad. Yeah, I liked it.

Things are finally ramping up for me, 4 loads in 3 days. Saturday morning was a guy I've just started being a cum dump (of sorts) for. It's pretty well walk in, lay down and he loves jerking off and cumming either on my hole or on my face. This saturday he dumped a huge load all over my face and head. Was pretty to to get gas on the way home, face and head dripping with cum at 1:00 in the afternoon. Saturday night I was helping a shemale move from one apartment to the other. Just after the truck was loaded she dumped a load in my mouth. Sunday I put an add on Cragslist looking for a regular top. Connected with an Asian guy ad an hour later, walked in, dropped my shorts, bent over and he game me quite a load in my hole. He doesn't last long but he shoots well. Then this morning he texted me asking if I wanted another load today. So after diner tonight, went to his place and same thing - no talk, just walk in, shorts off and he drives another load in me. Really beginning to like this pump and dump scenario. Maybe he will want to dump another load tomorrow!

you two sound like a match made in upstate heaven!

love cum all over my face and burping cum. Don't care who knows or smells it, if they know, then theyre a cocksucker too.

Jake wold fuck me every once in a while. Usually when he couldn't get pussy. He was bi, former Navy, tattooed, unapologetic white trash. Oh, and he had a huge cock. I loved taking his bare dick up my ass. It hurt so fuckin good. I get a text from him at 1 in the morning: "GET YER FAGGOT ASS OVER HERE" This is how it usually went. I was good with it. I dress and head over...arriving minutes later. I know to simply enter without knocking. I see Jake and another guy chillin in living room. The smell of pot in the air, and at least a dozen empty bottles of MGD around them. "Roy - this is my cumpig." Yeah, that's Jake's classy way of introducing me to his friends. I know not to speak. Roy was a hot cub. Broad shoulders, beer gut, full sleeves, beard. Nice, And based on the look of contempt on his face; straight. Turns out, they're former shipmates. "Strip, pig!" Jake orders, I obey. I always obey. In seconds I am naked, on my knees, and crawling over to Jake. "See? What did I tell ya?" Jake says to his buddy, "Got this bitch trained." I unzip Jake's jeans and take his semi-hard cock in my mouth the way I know he likes. Jake has a fuckin awesome cock. It's big, veiny, and leaks precut like a garden hose. Out of the corner of my eyes, I can see Roy take a long draw of his beer as he watches me service his buddy. Jake stands and strokes his cock to full hardness. I turn and give up my fuckhole. Jake spits on my hole, rubs his leaky cock up and down my crack and plunges in. I moan like the whore I am. I see Roy sitting there, his face is made of stone...as is the bulge that is growing in his jeans. "Damn nice piece of ass, bro. Check it out," he says as he turns me so Roy can see his big dick plowing me. "You like that, bitch? My big dick fuckin your pussy?", said Jake as he thumped me head with his right hand. I know better than to answer. He isn't really talking to me. After awhile, Jake pulled out and gives my bare ass a hard slap. "Go on. Go suck my buddies dick!" I crawl over to Roy and work his jeans. He offered no resistance. I fish out his fat stubby dick and go down on it. I see his dead eyes light up as I bottom out on his fat pole. I make sure he get a nice suck job. I'm down there a good ten minutes all the while, Jake's encouraging Roy, talking up my skills as a cocksucker and how my pussy is even better. It's working. Roy is playing along. He has done whatever mental gymnastics he needed to do to accept what was happening and what was about to happen. With of snap of Jake's fingers, I take my place bent over the arm of the sofa, ass up, face down. "Go ahead, bro...fuck that pussy!" Roy stood dropped trou, and thrust his fat cock in my ass. I'm diggin this. Ive got a hot, straight man fucking my hole bareback. For the first time since I arrived, Roy speaks: "Damn...damn, that is a hot fuckin' cunt, bro!" There is something perfect about being spoken of casually by others as a piece of fuckmeat. I never get tired of it. "Yeah it is", Jake replied, "Go ahead, bro...fuckin' breed that pussy!". Jake says encouragingly. Roy is trippin' on that. He really starts pounding me. "Oh fuck! Gonna cum! GONNA. FUCKIN'. CUM!", Roy growls as he pounds my hole harder, faster, deeper. "Fuckin' A! Go for it...breed that worthless cunt!", Jake yells. "Oh, shit! Oh, SHIT! OHHH SHHHHHIIIIITTT", Ray bellowed as he dumped his babies into me. It had to have been a massive load...I could feel it spilling out around his fat cock, down my taint and onto my balls. Roy was in bliss. He absently churned his cream in me. "Alright!", Jake exclaimed, bringing Roy back to reality. "How was your first faggot cunt, bro?", he asked. "Damn bud,,,you weren't kidding....Shit. That really is some good fuckin pussy, man.", he commented as he pulled his softening cock out of me - leaving me hollowed out. I immediiately hit my knees again and lovingly started cleaned Roy's softening bone with my tongue. "The hell?...Ohhhh daaaaamn!", Roy exclaimed, "I've NEVER had a bitch clean me off - EVER!", Roy sighed as he allowed me the honor of cleaning his cock of his precious seed and my ass juices. Jake and Roy exchanged a high-five and slumped back on the sofa. "Thanks, man - I fuckin needed that!" Roy said to Jake as he lit up another joint. Jake gave me a glance that said he was done using me. Without a word, I dressed and left. "I am Jake's cumpig. I am Jake's cumpig. I am Jake's cumpig" I repeated this to myself as I drove home with a crooked smile on my face.

Part 13 “Do you know who I am” the mature man asked. I shook my head no, although I had an idea, but I wasn’t a hundred percent sure it was who I was thinking. “I own this company” I just looked into his eyes, waiting for him to continue. “When I learned that many of my executives, managers, and employees were inflicted with different incurable social diseases, I created a new program and you my boy are the first employee of that program.” I stood up, giving my legs a break from being in the same position for a long period of time. “These men are under a huge amount of stress and fucking is a good outlet, except their wives have cut them off, that my boy, is where you come in.” What the fuck, I thought, they are making me a whore. “You have been infected with the main disease that is carried by the men, yet you show no signs of sero-converting to carrying the disease yourself, so we are infecting you with other curable diseases to weaken your immune system.” I am going to be their cum dump whore and not worry about the guilt of passing the disease since I will have already caught it. “My boy, you will be paid handsomely for this new position, plus all your medical expenses will be paid. You have nothing to worry about except being the best fuck that you can be” “I will be a whore, Sir” “Technically yes, a whore.” “I’m not sure if I can do this Sir” “You willingly let your boss, a client, and two other men fuck loads into you infected with diseases and now you say you can’t do this” “I mean, I don’t think I can do this and my job here” I replied, “Oh I don’t mind the fucking and servicing these men. It’s just putting me behind in my work” “My boy, don’t worry about that. You no longer have that position.” I just stood there nodding my head. The mature man stood up and tucked his soft cock into his dress pants. “I think we are now in agreement” he said moving by me. “Are you not going to fuck me Sir” “I carry nothing you want, nor do I want what you carry” he said opening the stall door. I heard the outer bathroom door open and footsteps echoed inside the restroom. “He’s all yours” the mature man said to the new man, “Seed him deep with your gift” The outer door opened and closed. The new man slowly pushed the stall door open. I quickly got back in my bent over position and put my hands on the toilet bracing myself. “You’re the whore with HIV, gonorrheal and syphilis up his ass?” “Yeah fucker, what’s that cock got for me” “Going to shoot my ‘gooey stuff’ deep in your pussy” “Fuck yeah, chlamydia, it’s what’s my hole is missing” The man’s pants fell to his ankles, exposing his muscular legs. His hand slapped my ass as he rammed his cock into my hole and drove in deep. I jumped. This man didn’t wait until i was ready he just started to fuck me hard, deep and fast. I had to hold on to the toilet to keep from being pushed into the wall in front of me. “Damn I can feel those toxic loads coating my cock.” I moaned, his cock felt so good up my hole. His balls were slamming into mine as he rammed into my ass with his hard cock. “Fucking whore” he yelled. “Fuck my hole, give me your disease you bastard” I yelled back “That’s how a true whore acts, he begs for it, cock, cum and disease” “Give me your clam - you twisted diseased fucker” He began to slap my ass harder and just as fast as he was fucking me. I heard the outer door open again. A smile grew on my face as I thought of how we were attracting attention. “Sounds like he’s a good fuck” a voice said. “Yeah buddy” “Fucking give me your disease” The man fucking my hole grabbed my hips and slammed into me harder and harder. “Can’t hold back any more” he said. He rammed deep into me and his cock bounced up and down in my hole as it emptied cum deep into my. He was grunting and breathing hard and quick. He slowly pulled his cock out as I squeezed my hole around it, not wanting to loose any of the cum from him or the other men. “Let’ me clean that cock” the voice from outside the stall said. The man turned and opened the door. I turned my head to watch. The man slowly walked out of the stall. There in the middle of the floor was man on his knees, mouth open. I watched the semi-hard cock slowly go into his mouth and he began to suck and clean it. I could hear a moan coming for the man sucking. He was rubbing the crotch of his pants. “That’s enough” the man said, pulling his cock out and tucking it away. “Doc is outside to give you the shots you need to get rid of the diseases you have been exposed to” The man quickly left. Leaving me with the new stranger. “Hi, I’m Brad. I work with Dr. Martin. We will be your medical team.” “Alex” I said extending my hand. “Let’s take a look at that hole” Brad moved over to me and spread my cheeks open. “No issues, but does look like it needs to be filled again.” “Slide your dick in” “You are a whore, just like they said”

Another fantastic chapter Thanks.

I got hooked on beautiful Black Godcock long ago while watching a hot scene in "Black Tricks White Treats" where a hot Black guy (Eric Butler) fucked a white guy in a cemetery. Funny thing is, years later, I actually got bred several times by the Black performer in that scene, though I didn't figure out the connection until after the fucking. Also got fucked by a tweaked out Jarod Steele. We had been messaging back and forth for several hours...he was in town to film a scene...I invited him over to fuck prior to his scene (and invited a top friend of mine to join us).

Part 4 My boss pulled out of my hole. I could feel it gaping open. He climbed on the bed where his cock sprawled across his hairy thigh. I stood on the bed, straddling his hips, my hole teasing his cock, which left my cock pointing right at his face, just inches away. “You know, if we want to insure I infect you,” he said, “we need to do a little prep work.” “Is it too late?” I asked. “Not at all.” “I was trying to do that when I first started to finger your sweet hole.” With that his hand snaked its way up to my hole, where his finger nail ripped at my hole. It stung like a paper cut. He started to push it inside, at which point some of his cum dripped out, coating his finger. Once inside, he hooked his finger and start to scratch the inside of my hole. It wasn’t too painful, but it definitely hurt. He pushed in more and scratched the walls of my hole. Once he thought his work was done, he withdrew his finger, which was now coated in his toxic cum. i thought he was going to give it to me to taste, but it went into his mouth and he sucked it clean. “Your ass and my cum taste awesome together,” he remarked with a slight chuckle, as he slowly jacked his cock, which was gradually responding by stiffening up. He displayed his prowess by taking his shaft at the base tightly in his fist, holding it straight in the air. “Sit,” he ordered. I slowly squatted down as my boss aimed his cock at my hole. It wasn’t long until the big head was pressing against my hole. Bracing myself with the old wooden head board, I dropped lower onto my boss’s cock. His cock head popped into my hole with ease. “Drop down don’t stop at all” he said, “until you are balls-deep.” I took a deep breathe of air and dropped, loudly exclaiming "Fuck me,” even if, after two fucks, it still was a little stretch to accommodate his pole. Soon enough, however, I could feel his balls against my ass, his crotch hair as well. My cock and balls were resting on his hairy stomach, tickling them. “Now ride my horse cock,” he commanded. I lifted up until I could feel the head of his cock on my hole, then dropped back down. The boss let out a groan as I fucked myself. I picked up speed causing the mattress to squeak again. My boss was thrusting his hips upward, which pushed him back against the head board. His thrusting action was causing the head board to knock against the wall again. “Fuck his ass good, buddy,” said a voice in the next room. “Third time,” my boss replied, “come over and watch. Door's open.” “Oh fuck, yeah,” the other voice answered. I continued to ride his horse cock as we heard a door slam shut next door. My hole was sucking his cock back in as a knock came from the other side of your door. The door opened and a man came in. He was shirtless and was holding his open jeans up. He pulled up a chair to the bed, dropped his jeans to his ankles and sat down. He was toned and had a few tattoos. His cock was average in length, but thick. His crotch was shaved, as were his balls. He looked like a drug addict, but was too clean cut to be one. “My whore didn't show,” he said, “so I have been huffing poppers and jacking to you guys fucking.” “I got lucky,” my boss said, “this whore works for me.” “Fuck yeah,” the stranger said, “loved the poz roleplaying, made me shoot.” “Fuck, it’s not role-play,” my boss said, “I'm fuckin' infecting him.” “Oh fuck that’s twisted.” I continued to ride the horse cock, when my hole got to the head, I paused giving the stranger a good look at my boss' cock. I watched as the stranger as he stroked his hard cock. I could see a shine on his cock head from the pre-cum he was leaking. “Your next load you can shoot in his ass” my boss told him. “I’m not poz.” he said, “hell, I can't be since I'm in the Marines.” “It’s cool,” my boss muttered as he placed his hands under each check of my ass, helping me fuck myself on his cock. My cock was bouncing off his stomach each time I hit bottom. I could see the Marine out of the corner of my eye, he was huffing poppers and jacking his cock, his balls bouncing as his hand moved up and down. My boss’s cock was slick with the cum that was oozing down his shaft from my hole. My ass was wet from the cum that had started to coat his balls. I was leaving a little bit of pre-cum each time my cock hit his stomach. The Marine, meanwhile, had gotten up and moved to the edge of the bed, still stroking his cock. His cock was rock hard, as if he was ready to cum soon. “Feed me that load,” my boss said. The Marine quickly jumped on the bed and stood between me and my boss. He was straddling his body, cock to his face and ass to mine. I could smell the musk coming from his body, especially his ass. It was intoxicating. “Open wide,” the Marine instructed my boss, as I continued to ride my boss's cock, which was getting harder and harder. “Here it comes," the Marine announced as his body stiffened as he started to grunt. My boss moved forward bringing his mouth closer to the Marine’s cock. I could see the balls of the Marine bounce a little as he shot is load in my boss’ mouth. As soon as he was done, he jumped off the bed, put on his jeans and ran out. My boss’s face was a mess. It was covered in cum, even in his goatee and in his hair. “Did you taste any?” I asked. “A little, that cannon shot out everywhere, and kept firing,” he replied. “I need to clean you,” I suggested hopefully. “Not until I load your ass again,” he answered, adding “I’m so close.” I started to move up and down on his cock faster. My legs were beginning to ache from squatting so much and would be sore over the weekend. My boss’s breathing was becoming more rapid. He moved his hands to my shoulders, just resting them there as I bounced up and down on his cock. “Here it comes,” he yelled. “Shut the fuck up you faggots,” yelled the Marine in the next room. “Fucking going to load your ass,” my boss yelled even louder as he pushed me down hard onto his cock and held me there. His cock jumped inside my ass, depositing it’s third toxic load deep into me. I could feel his cock slowly softening inside me as it stopped shooting it’s load. With that I leaned forward and started to lick and suck all the cum off my boss's face, swallowing it. As I did so, I felt his cock slip out and fall between his legs. “I need to shower and head home” he said with a sigh. "Get dressed and be gone when I get out.” I stood up, moving off the bed and dressed quickly so I heard the shower come on as I left. Getting into my car and heading home, I was lost in the memory of what just happened. I had the weekend to processes the events: my boss using me three times, force-pozzing me, and I acquiesced to his designs, without even a fight.

Warren hated his name. "Warren" just sounded so blue collar and like a mechanic who'd fix your transmission or something. He was always complaining about his life because he thought he'd been dealt a bad hand. He came from a family of hard-working people, but he was a reader and a thinker. He was one of those kids who kept a diary, but written in a language he'd invented. If his snoopy mom ever found it, she'd have no idea what she was reading. He also drew in a sketchbook he'd been given as a birthday present. Drawings and doodles recorded as much about Warren's life as the words did. His older brothers thought he was a sissy with all his books,drawing and his perfectly neat room. His brothers were all working guys..."real men". One brother worked in construction and the other two drove trucks full of whatever. None of them were ever close. They never talked to each other or hung out. Warren knew something about himself. A private thing. Maybe the whole family knew it even if they didn't know they knew it. His oldest brother once came into his room late, late at night when he though the younger brother was asleep. He only sort of was. Warren felt spongy flesh on his lips as he continued to fake sleep. Yep. His brother had his naked dick on the boy's lips. Then he stopped and masturbated right over the kid's face. Warren soon felt some thick fluid spray on his face and bare shoulders. It happened a few more times that year. Didn't make sense to Warren. His brother had so many girlfriends...didn't they let him do that for him? Maybe not. He knew it was Luke...something about the smell and the 'vibe'. By 1993, Warren was about to graduate from high school. The brothers had all gotten married and moved elsewhere. He knew more things, and hated his stupid life even more intensely. AIDS was in the news. There were men like him dying and protesting and fighting for "rights". Such a mess he'd been born into. Maybe this new President Clinton could fix it all by the time he had to worry about the consequences of being GAY. He'd gotten an academic scholarship to a school in a different state. It wasn't a full ride, but it was close enough that his parents let Warren go. It was one of those "liberal" schools according to the dad. Warren thought that meant they just liked Democrats. He didn't yet know that was another word for "free" and "caring". He'd find out soon enough. That college campus was so different. People of various colors and religions were everywhere. And gays. So many gays. Warren felt like he could finally exhale. At an orientation event, Warren met Orlando. Now, that was a name! Lucky. Orlando was from Cuba and darkly handsome. Not that tall..and not very young for a college student. He was maybe in his 30's already. His lower jaw jutted out just a bit. "Are you a new freshman?" "Yeah. And a hick. This is all new to me." "How many credit hours are you taking?" "Just 14." "Just? That's a lot for your first semester." "I'm on scholarship. You have to take at least 12 hours on academic scholarship." "Yeah. Well, eat your Wheaties. It's gonna be tough." "How many are you taking, Orlando?" "Three. I pay my own way and am slowly trying to get a music degree." Warren stopped being interested at that point. This older guy was like his brothers -- old guy with very small goals. His brothers got excited and bragged about 4 % raises at their shitty jobs. "Nice to meet you, Orlando. I'm gonna go finish unpacking." "What are you doing later tonight? There's a dance at the Union. I'll be there. I'll introduce you to some people." Warren never danced and didn't like people that went to dances, but he probably needed to meet people eventually. "OK. Like around 8 or so?" "Yeah! You have to be 20 to drink beer, but I'll sneak you some." "Cool. Bye." Warren wandered back to the dorm. He'd never had a beer in his life. He knew from watching his brothers that beer made people stupid and made them vomit. No thanks. He wore what he'd worn all day to this dance thing. He wasn't John Travolta and didn't plan on being visible. Or dancing. He liked old Motown hits and thought if there was indeed a "god", she would look like Aretha Franklin. Now... there was just grunge and techno and mindless bimbos who couldn't even really sing. Warren scanned the crowd. Not many kids were dancing...but a lot of them were gathered on the side. Way more guys than girls. No Orlando in sight. He'd stay for five more minutes and then leave. "Hey! You're here! I thought you blew me off." Orlando. "Just got here. What is this all about?" "Here. Finish my beer. I'll introduce you to my friends." That wasn't an answer. He grabbed Warren's hand and led him for what seemed like a mile. And then they were in a pretty dark corner of the 'ballroom' where a group of three guys stood with cups of beer. "Is this a gay dance, Orlando?" "DUH! I thought you knew already. You're gay, right?" "No...well, yeah. But..." "Hey! This is Warren. He just started as a freshman. Share your beer and be nice ... he's pretty shy. I'm going to get another beer...who wants?" Two of them gave the signal for a refill. The third one just drilled his eyes into Warren. A short, stocky Mexican man wearing shorts and sandals.There was energy going back and forth between these two strangers. Warren was out of character when he just walked up to the guy and introduced himself... "Hi. I'm Warren. What's your name?" "I'm Antonio..Tony. Call me either." This guy seemed had seemed so guarded and unfriendly at first, but now his face brightened. Smiling. "good to meet you, Tony." Another good name he would have traded for. "How do you know Orlando?" "I don't, really. We just met earlier today...at that thing in the quad." "And you're gay?" Warren exhaled and just said "yes" with a sense of relief. It had to be said at some point. "It's okay. You're in a safe place, so to speak. Want some of my beer?" Warren couldn't believe he was drinking beer at a gay party. College would be fun. It would change him. "Thanks, Tony. Are you going to dance tonight?" "No. I didn't wear shoes for dancing. Plus I hate this kind of music. I mostly listen to salsa." What? Warren only knew salsa as a dip for chips. He assumed it was a spicy kind of music. Probably Latin. The two of them continued to make idle chat and slowly moved closer together. When Orlando came back with several beers, he glared at Warren like an angry teacher. He took him aside. "Did you kiss him? Did you drink from his cup? What happened?" "No! Of course we didn't kiss. I drank a few sips from his cup, though. Why?" "He's got the AIDS virus. You can't get that from the cup, but I think he has other things too. I've been going to this school for ten years, and over that time I've seen AIDS move in and claim plenty of men. You're new and I'm not comfortable with seeing you start up anything with Tony." Warren couldn't respond. The beer taste in his mouth suddenly turned bitter. He sometimes brushed his teeth so hard that his gums bled. He knew blood was a way for that virus to get in. He had brushed right before he got there. Bad? He liked Orlando's show of concern. But he still felt drawn to Tony. What if he never saw him again? It was a big campus. New thoughts and feelings were hitting his brain like a boxing glove assailing a punching bag. Bam! "I know you probably don't dance, but would you like to go with me for refills? Just stay behind me." Warren followed him to where beer was being served, but didn't linger too close. He tried to be invisible, but was aware that he was being looked at. He and Orlando drank their beers and watched the crowd. "Do you like this music." Warren asked him "Not at all. I like the classical stuff. I hope to someday be a composer. But this is the music most gays like. What do you listen to?" "Old R&B, mostly. I love Aretha Franklin and Marvin Gaye." The conversation came to an abrupt end when dome random friend of Orlando's showed up and begged him to dance. Warren was alone in a crowd of gays. He decided to go back to the corner and look for Tony, but he and the others were gone. Time to go. As he made his way to the exit, he saw Tony dancing. He was maybe a little out of it because he was barefoot. Who the hell went out on the dance floor without shoes? But Warren thought it was kind of cute. Tony wasn't a very good dancer, which was also kind of endearing. Those dark brown eyes caught Warren's. More electricity was exchanged. "Where's Orlando? He didn't leave you alone did he?" He was sweating a lot. Warren saw a drop go down the bridge of Tony's nose and thought to himself "There's AIDS in that drop". AIDS. It was really here and really real. "He's dancing out there somewhere. What happened to your sandals?" Tony looked down at his bare feet and seemed surprised. "Oh shit! I left them somewhere. I'm kind of drunk." "No kidding. I think I am a little too. I've never really drank before." "Let's go. It's too loud in here." He grabbed Warren's wrist and led him out. Somebody at the door asked if they wanted a hand stamp to get back in. Tony ignored them. They enjoyed the luxury of quiet as they got in the elevator. It's funny how much you miss silence after being in a place like that. Warren could still hear some of that last song in his head. "What did Orlando tell you about me. He didn't like us talking -- I know that much." "He didn't say anything about you," Warren lied. "We just talked about music." "Oh. OK. Where do you live?" "It's just across Potter's Park here. Can you walk that far with no shoes on?" "Yeah, yeah. I'm always barefoot...I've got the thickest,most calloused soles you've ever seen." They set off across the park. It was well-lit and there were little blue boxes for calling security if you needed it. At the orientation, they warned people not to pick up these phones out of curiosity...the campus cops would come even if the phone was lifted off the hook. All of this had happened a few years before Warren had arrived, A few muggings and rapes had happened and it was demanded something be done. Warren looked down at Tony's bare feet, padding unprotected on the sidewalk. Warren remembered walking around barefoot as a kid during the Summer. He once stepped on a nail attached to a small piece of wood. It hurt, but he was more surprised than in pain. He limped toward the house with the whole mess still attached to his foot. He'd cried so loud and then had to go get a tetanus shot on top of all that. A cold shudder went through him. One bad childhood memory among many others. "You lied to me", Tony said out of nowhere. "Huh?" "I know Orlando told you everything about me. He tells everybody. He's a resentful person. He's got some good qualities, but his big mouth ticks me off sometimes. You are like this shiny new coin he found on the beach and wanted to show you off." "What do you think he told me?" "I don't THINK. I KNOW he told you I've got HIV. Didn't he? Be honest." "Yeah." Warren felt guilty. "He said you might have other things as well." "Asshole. He doesn't know everything about me. But what surprises me most is that you don't seem afraid. You're here in a dark park with a guy that carries a disease. You didn't even hesitate to leave with me." Warren took stock of the situation. He looked inside of himself and felt no fear or hesitation. He really liked the Latin man keeping him company. It made no sense. His idiot brothers made bad decisions their whole lives. Warren was the smart one. Who says he was making a bad decision?? "Are you sick, physically?" "Nope. Not at all. It's supposedly like a cancer that is ready and waiting to spread. There's drugs out there for it, but I'm hoping for a cure." "Yeah. I've read about all the progress they're making. I think they're even working on a vaccine." "I'm biding my time. Do you have a roommate?" "Not yet. My R.A. told me the guy wasn't coming until a few days after the semester started. He's from some other country somewhere." Tony's mood brightened. "So you're at JSP? That's not a bad dorm...closest one to campus." "There's a 'Dark Side of the Moon' mural on my floor's walls. My brothers listened to that album over and over again. I hated it." "Murals are almost always bad. Ugly. Can I crash at your place tonight?" "Absolutely. You can't really go anywhere else with no shoes." And then Tony reached out and took his hand. Warren had never held hands with anyone but his Mom...when he was very young. Touch was a good thing. Tony's hand was a little smaller than his, but wider and thicker. It felt right. THIS was what romance felt like. What a nice night this was turning out to be. "What's in your head right now?" Warren paused before answering "Nothing but good things." "Stop for a second." They were under the shade of a large willow tree by Potter's Lake. They kissed and Warren felt like he was breaking into a million pieces. This had been a long time coming. Warren had once kissed Liz Brunner at a high school dance. But their lips were closed tight. And it wasn't sexy. Tony's mouth was warm and open...his tongue was inside of the boy's mouth. Exploring and tasting. Warren let go of Tony's hand and reached around to hold him in a hug. He let them wander all over his shoulders and back. He finally dared to go down to touch Tony's ass. It was big and round. And solid. Without stopping the kiss, he pulled Warren's right hand to his crotch. Whoa! It was bigger and harder than the boy could have guessed. He also wasn't wearing underwear. Warren's mom had told him to always wear underwear, clean underwear. They reached a natural stopping point and kept walking. "That was nice. I like you, Tony." "Wow." That's he said as he draped one arm over Warren's shoulders. They walked like that all the way back to the dorm. It wasn't 11 pm yet, so they could go in the rear exit. On the 4th floor, Tony took a few seconds took look at the mural. Triangles with rainbows coming out of them. " You're right. This is pretty bad." Inside the room, Warren became keenly aware of how juvenile it looked. He'd brought goofy toys and memorabilia from home. One of his favorite possessions was a plastic Q-Bert bank he'd been given as a boy. He loved that video game even though he'd never really been that good at it. Of course Tony zeroed in on that. He picked it up and chuckled. "I remember this guy. He's cute. You are so boyish." "What do you mean?" Warren asked. "I meant that in a good way. You held on to that little kid inside." "Oh. Want me to turn on the TV. I don't know any of the channels yet. Choose something for us." Tony clicked on the little TV and scanned what was available. There were UHF channels here, which Warren's home town didn't get. A rerun of "Green Acres" was on. "Nothing on. Let me find something on your stereo." Suddenly Warren that his musical tastes would seem as silly as the plastic Q-Bert. But Tony was tuning the FM dial to a Latin station. Mexican music. The men who had worked on his parents' roof listened to this music all fucking day long. He wasn't really a fan...it sounded like a carnival to him. Aretha could kick all their asses. The little, barefoot Latin man started dancing just a few feet away from where Warren sat on his bed. It was sexy to watch. This guy who knew how to move his body. He took off his t=shirt and left it on the floor.If Tony forgot to take that shirt, he'd steal it and keep it forever. He had a broad hairy chest that was a little flabby. Not bad, just hefty. A thin trail went down his gut and into his shorts. Warren's dad and brothers were pretty hairy, but not him. He was like a newborn. Tony danced to a few songs and Warren wondered if he'd do a striptease. !!! His eyes were like an eagle's as he watched. "OK. I know this isn't your style. Put on something you like." This felt like a test to Warren. He wanted to play something they'd both like, but also a song that would continue the mood. Al Greene! Yes! "Let's Stay Together" was one of the best songs ever recorded. As soon as it started, Tony closed his eyes "Ah, yes. I know this. Dance with me." What? Well...He wanted to, but this was more of a listening song than a dancing song. OK. That hairy torso was pretty hard to resist. Tony removed Warren's shirt and pressed his body to his. Warren remembered slow-dancing with Liz Brunner to "True Colors" way back in the day. It was so tedious, but this wasn't. He held Tony's body to his and swayed a bit. Slow dancing never made sense until now. They resumed kissing as Tony reached over and turned out the light. Dancing in the dark with this perfect man. Yes! This kiss was different than the one n the park. It was deeper and more energetic...more meaningful. As the song was ending, Tony moved his mouth to Warren's right ear. "Want to fuck?" Fuck? Sex? "Yes." "Take off you pants. Take off everything and get into your bed." So he did as he was told. In the dark with only some streetlights coming in the window. "I...I don't know to do anything, Tony." "I'll teach you a few things. Want me to shower? I'm pretty sweaty and I'm sure my feet are filthy. Got a towel?" " Forget all that and just come here." Tony joined Warren under the cool sheets and soon climbed on top of him. "Am I too heavy?" "Not at all" "Do I smell?" "Yeah...but in a good way." "You'll belong to me pretty soon. Can you handle that? Handle me?" "Oh YES!" "That was your consent, Warren. You might not like this at first." "OK" Then the man on top of him suddenly got heavier as he worked himself down and spread the guy's legs with his hips. Tony knew this was a virgin and it would take a little work. He aimed his hard prick just right and let the tip kiss Warren's ass. "Yeah!!!" "That was the easy part. I should have had you blow me first. Spit would help this." But the oral time had passed. He had to fuck this kid. The head found the spot and moved in. He was IN! "NO! WAIT! I CAN"T" "Just get used to it a little. Relax. Push your ass muscles out a little. It's going to feel better." But Warren continued to protest. Loudly. Warren 's brain was over the rainbow somewhere. He thought of stepping on a nail -- only now the nail was puncturing him in a different place. Tony moved in a little further...and further. He scanned Warren's face, waiting for his grimace to turn into a smile. Oh god! An HIV man had his dick inside of him...and damn if it didn't seem perfect. "I'm fine. Fuck me. Cum in me." "Whatever you say..." The smaller man had a body made to fuck ass. His hips were strong and instinctive. Warren looked like he was in some glorious place, based on the expression on his shadowed face. "Shit! I'm gonna come! You can't change anything at this point! UGH! Here!!!" Warren felt the man release his seed deep inside of him. Perfect. So perfect. They napped a little...and then fucked again. It was morning when they woke up. Very early. The sun was creeping in to find two poz men wrapped in each other's arms. "I can drive you home, Tony. Where do you live?" "On Ohio Street. With my Mom. She'll make us breakfast." "Sounds great." They walked out into the morning light, holding hands.

Converted in March 2017 during a trip to the US. I'm guessing it happened that one night I took 11 poz loads (pic of me squirting out what was left of the loads the next morning below) ....but then who knows, it could have happened any night that trip. Sure was a fun trip Came down with the fuck flu early April and knew I had to be poz. Test in April confirmed my suspicions. Detectable and not on meds.

That anonymous top sounds so fucking hot! I've had sex with some amputee's as well. One in particular was hot as hell! This would be a nice thread to post about sex with amputees, paraplegics, other physically handicapped guys.

One afternoon I was finishing up at the gym and heading into the locker room when I felt someone watching me. I looked up and smiled to see Rick walking towards me. Rick is the cousin of my ex Scott and he lived with us on and off after he graduated high school when he was trying to get on his feet. I had not see Rick in years and pulled him in for a hug. After a few minutes of catching up we headed to the locker room and stripped down, showered, and headed into the steam room. Bit of a back story---living with us gave Rick the opportunity to have boyfriends over and many times I would stumble on him and some guy going at it all over the house. I would stroke as I watched him sucking and fucking trying to be as quiet as I could be. I know he also liked spying on Scott and me because I caught him peeking out of our closet one time as we fucked. It was hotter knowing he was watching as his cousin fucked me. That was also the night he found out Scott was poz since Scott liked to get poppered up and tell me how he was going to give me his poz cock and load. When we were finished Scott went to clean up and soak in the tub and I rushed Rick out of the closet and back to his room. Rick asked if his cousin was really poz and I told him yes. He asked if I let him cum in me and again I said yes, always. Rick stuck his hand in his basketball shorts and rubbed his cock before pulling it out and saying "my cock is bigger than his you know". We both leaned in and kissed quickly as my hand circled his cock and gave him a few strokes. He spun me around to face the door and lined his cock up and sank into my hole which had just been bred by his cousins poz load. He fucked like only the younger guys can…quick, hard, rough and absolutely perfect. His cock was definitely bigger and had an upwards curve that hit my prostate just right and had me leaking pre-cum right away. Scott was in the tub and we both knew it had to be quick and soon Rick was flooding my hole with another load of cum. That was the first of many times Rick and I fooled around. I also caught Scott fucking him one day when I got off work early. I heard the sounds of fucking and rounded the corner to see Scott pumping into his cousin. I could tell he was getting close by the way his body was tensing up and moving and then Rick said “give it to me, give me another poz load, I want you to poz me up again”. Scott rammed his cousins’ hole hard and fast and then slammed into him all the way as he shot his poz load into him. A few weeks after that the power was out during a winter storm and we all bundled up and climbed into bed together to keep warm, Scott on one side Rick on the other with me in the middle. Scott fell asleep pretty quick and I felt Rick’s hard on rubbing me—he was 20 something and always hard---we did some groping and soft kissing and then he rolled me on my side facing Scott and he slid his cock into me and slow fucked me for the longest time. It was soft and slow and his cock was driving me crazy. I wanted him to pound me but we had to be quiet with Scott sleeping right there. When he finally shot his load in me he wrapped his arm around me and kept his cock buried in my ass and we drifted off to sleep. Several times that night I woke up to Rick fucking me again. Each time was so hot. Scott was right there snoring as his cousin loaded my ass over and over. For whatever the reason the three of us never fooled around together and Rick moved out and then Scott and I separated. Seeing Rick in the gym that day brought back quite a few memories and it was nice to see the more grown up version he had become. We were the only ones in the steam room and he told me he and his current boyfriend had just moved back to town and had started back to college. He also told me he was poz and he had gotten it from Scott and I told him how I had seen them fucking that time. He reached over and grabbed my cock then dropped to his knees in front of me. I leaned back spreading my legs as I watched him lick my cock and then suck it deep into his mouth. He looked so hot with his lips working my cock as he looked up at me. He knew all the things I liked and soon had me shooting a load into his mouth. Then he climbed up and kissed me swapping part of my load back and forth with me. I stroked his cock and soon he stood over me and pumped his cock into my mouth and shot his poz load all over my face. As we cleaned up and headed outside we made plans for dinner with his boyfriend the next night. I asked how much he knew about us and what he would think about what we just did and he said that he knew Scott had been the one to give him HIV and that we had fooled around too. Rick said his boyfriend was negative but loved to take poz loads and they enjoyed fooling around with other guys. Dinner the next night was fun in many different ways—another story for another time as this one is long already.

Like most guy/kids, once they shoot their load they want to bounce out the door. But I had plans for that little tight ass of his, I got him to relax and chill for a little on the couch and slowly started to play with his cock. He was a cute kid, I had tasted the cock, now I wanted to taste the ass. He had maybe a 28 waist, with a perky butt. I had him semi hard and was rubbing his asshole a little. The more I rubbed his hole, the more he moaned. I asked if he enjoyed getting his ass played with and he said yes. I asked if he had be rimmed before and he said no. So, I told him if he liked the finger, he would love my tongue up his hole. I had gotten him to row over so I could play with that ass. He was face down, ass up and it was a site to behold. I parted the cheeks and his hole was so pink and little. Without wasting time, I drove tongue in first. I had my tongue up his hole as far as I could get it. He was moaning and moving his hips as I assault his asshole. I worked on his hole for a good 10/15 mins and between my tongue and using a finger or two to play with his hole, I had him loose and ready for a cock. I started rubbing his back as I moved up behind him, I spit in my hand and rubbed it on the cock, and lined it up for him. We had not talked about condoms and I ready wanted to breed him. So, I started to push into him slowly and see what would happen. He let out a little moan and relaxed laying flat on his stomach at this point. I slowly pushed the rest of the way in, until I was balls deep inside of him and laid down flat on top of him. His ass felt so smooth and hot inside, I felt like I could have blown a load in him right then. I gave him a min or so to get use to my cock in him, then I stated to pull back a little and push back in. I continued to pull out a little more on each stroke until I was almost all the way out and then it was fun time. I pulled him back up to being on all fours and grabbed his hips and started to go to town on that ass. He was semi hard, so his donkey dick was swing between his legs as a big tub of meat. Every once in a while, his floppy dick would swing up and touch my balls. When that happen, I drove in harder and stayed in him deep for an extra second or so. I was starting to hit it harder and harder, I could feel his ass get tight let a vice gripe. He was starting to shoot his load without playing with himself. I'm not one for wasting a load, so I coved his cock with my hand and caught so of his load. I pulled out of his ass and relubed my dick with his cum and pushed back in. I was close before, but with the tight ass and knowing I'm fucking him with his own cum put me over the edge. I asked where he wanted it, he asked that I just finish, that it was starting to hurt. With that in mind, I pushed in as hard and deep as I could and unloaded inside him. It was a good day to play top True story, with more to come

When my ex Scott and I would go out we would often end up at the bath house to sober up a bit before heading home. We would get a room and Scott would party up and I would roam around looking for cock and hole. We had been a few times and one of the attendants was a nice looking black guy named Heath. We flirted with him but never thought anything would come of it. One night we got him into our room and took turns sucking his long cut cock. It was only for a minute or two and he said he had to get back to work and we thought that was that. Later Scott and I were taking turns fucking a guy who was flying on something and begging for cock in one of the public play areas. We fucked his holes for awhile and he was begging for cum. I was throat fucking him while Scott was plowing his ass and I pulled out and asked if he wanted my boyfriends’ poz load and he just moaned. I got behind Scott telling him I wanted to see him poz that hole for me. I played with his nipples, which always did it for him, and soon he was pumping his poz load into the tweeked out guy. He kept fucking for a bit then pulled out and I slid right in that hot, wet, loaded hole. It felt amazing and the guy was begging to be fucked harder, saying he could take it and to really give it to him. I grabbed his hips and soon the sounds of his moans and my hips smacking his ass were getting louder and louder. I was not ready to cum yet and pulled out to let someone else have a turn at the guy. Scott and I took a shower and headed back to our room and saw Heath walking by and motioned him in. Scott said he wanted to see him fuck me and Heath looked at me and I just nodded and leaned in for a kiss. Scott shut the door and had me on my hands and knees licking my cock as I sucked Heath’s cock getting him nice and wet. Scott stood up and kissed Heath as he guided his bare cock to my hole. His cock was long and thin but had a really big flared head and it took some work to get it in. I was on my hands and knees, Heath behind me, and Scott scooted underneath me getting into a 69 position. I bent down and sucked his cock as he licked my balls and said how hot it was to watch me take that black cock. Heath had been a bit hesitant up until then working his cock in me but Scott encouraged him to ram into me which he did taking my breath away. He waiting a second but soon was fucking the whole length of that long black cock into me and pulling almost all the way out only to sink in balls deep again. It was quick and rough, with him forcing my hips back onto his cock over and over. Scott kept saying how hot it was to watch me get fucked like that and soon Heath buried his cock in me and I could feel it spasm as he loaded my hole. He slowly pulled out and then Scott and I were licking him clean. He headed back to work and Scott slid his cock into me and fucked me for few minutes but then said he wanted to rest for a bit and sent me out to look for more fun. I walked around and saw a guy we knew from a bar we went to. Average body but damn at the cock on him. That thing was a good 6 inches hanging soft. He asked where Scott was and I said resting but I wanted some more cock and would he let me play with his. In reply he leaned back on his elbows and spread his legs for me. I fell to my knees and licked and sucked him hard. I told him I had no idea he had such a nice big cock and he sorta laughed and guided my mouth up to his and kissed me. We lay on the bed rubbing against each other and his fingers found their way to my hole and he asked how many loads I had in me. I told him two so far, one poz and one neg. He asked if he could fuck another poz load into me. Hell yeah! He had me on my back in no time with my legs on his shoulders and was sinking that big cock into me. His was the biggest of the night and really stretched me. He was a solid eight inches and it felt so good as he sank into my loaded hole. He alternated between short quick thrusts and long slow ones and I loved it. I was running my hands all over him and encouraging him to give me that poz cock. He was hitting all the right spots inside me and had me moaning and begging for his poz load. He looked me in the eyes as he fucked faster and then he buried himself all the way in me and told me “I own a piece of you forever now” as he pozzed my hole. It was one of the hottest things I had ever experienced. Walking back to the room to find Scott I was thinking I never expected that guy to not only have a cock like that but to know how to use it so well. I could tell Scott was a bit jealous as I told him about it on the drive home. As soon as we got home he had me pushed up against the wall of the garage and ripped my pants down and sank his cock into me again. He always did this to show me that I was still his. It was hot I have to admit but as he pumped another poz load into me I remembered that guy saying how he owned a piece of me forever and shot my load all down the wall.

After that time Mark and I got together alone it was as if we couldn’t get enough of each other. Was it wrong? Maybe. Probably. Did we care? Not one fucking bit. I loved that big cock of his as much as I loved the way he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. It would be a text saying, “are you home?” or “I only have a few minutes”. Sometimes he would want me naked ass up on the bed and he would come in and after eating my ass for a bit would force his big cock into me and roughly fuck his poz load into me. It seemed no place was safe if we were alone together for more than a few minutes. The thought of getting caught was a big turn on to us both but Mark also was quick to realize that I never said no to him. He wanted me naked ass up waiting. Done. He wanted his cock sucked until he couldn’t take it anymore. Done. He wanted to recreate his medical fetish of when he and his first HIV doctor fucked. Done. He wanted me in the backseat of his car or stretched across the hood. Done. He wanted his ass used, fucked, and loaded. Done. He got very creative with the things he wanted but recreating the HIV doctor was by far his favorite. He told me Danny knew about it and how much it turned him on but he couldn’t get him to role play it. I on the other hand was more than happy to. We would recreate the whole thing from the doctor telling him he was positive to the full head to toe exam and of course the need for a sperm sample. Watching his body react to my questions about his sexual history, and watching how his cock would get harder as I brushed my hands across his body to do the examination was very hot. This hot, confident man would turn shy and nervous as we worked this fantasy. It was a snapshot into his past and it was hot as hell. By the end the “doctor” had Mark’s cock down his throat and up his ass and was urging him to breed them both with his poz load. Mark and Danny are both vers, like me, but in their relationship Mark is mostly top. When Mark and I played alone he would really get into me fucking him. He loved having his ass played with. I would eat it, finger it, use toys on it, and fuck it over and over. When I asked how he became poz he told me that an old fuck bud invited him to a sex party and when they got there they partied up and they fucked their way around the party and he eventually sorta passed out. When I asked what “sorta passed out” meant Mark told me he was awake and knew what was going on but that he was in this zoned out place where everything just felt wonderful. He told me guy after guy fucked and loaded his hole that night. That they loved fucking the top guy. That the whole time he was getting fucked all he wanted was more. More cock. More cum. Not long after that he tested poz. Mark told me the longest he had been with just one guy was the years he and Danny had been together. When we all did the three-way he told me fucking someone else really brought them closer together. The one on one time we shared was hot because it was straight up cheating and we both knew it but neither of us was willing to stop. Mark and I traded more loads than I could count during that time. Anywhere and everywhere. One of the hottest was when he fucked me just before I left for work. Afterwards, every time I sat down I could feel how rough he had been with my ass. And, of course, Mark's poz load was swimming around my insides as, the entire shift, I sat across from his boyfriend.

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

After that time at work Danny and I didn’t work the same shift for a few days. The three of us would talk on the phone or text but we didn’t get a chance to get together. They both told me that after the 3way with me that the sex between them had intensified and that they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. We all three wanted a repeat though and had agreed to meet up that weekend. In the mean time we would video chat and jack off for each other and once they set it up so that I could watch them fuck. Hearing them both say how they wanted my ass loaded up with Mark’s poz cock and cum kept me rock hard no matter how much I jacked off. I was barely in the door at their place that weekend when Mark had me pressed against the door kissing me like he meant business. Danny was on the couch watching us kiss, grope and grind against each other and when I looked over at him rubbing his crotch I just smiled. Soon we headed to their bedroom and Danny and I dropped to our knees and both worked over Mark’s big, fat cock. Each licking up a side and kissing over that fat head of his cock. We did this until Mark said he needed to fuck some hole. Danny and I both got on our hands and knees next to each other as Mark started licking and tonguing both of our holes. He was licking one and fingering the other getting us both ready for his big cock. I felt him stand and saw him line his cock up with his boyfriend’s hole. I turned my head and kissed Danny as Mark slid into him and started fucking him. I continued kissing Danny and soon felt Mark push the head of his cock into me. Fucking his boyfriend had gotten him warmed up and he was ready to fuck and he rammed into me with one deep thrust. My ass gripped his cock and I gasped as he started a rhythm of deep thrusts with his hips slapping my ass on each stroke. It was almost too much and my vision got blurry for a second but soon I was relaxing and accepting the pounding he was giving me. Mark alternated fucking each of us. Giving each of us several strokes and then pulling out and sinking into the other. The harder he used our holes the dirtier the poz talk got. He was saying how he loved that the both of us wanted his poz cock and how he loved breeding neg hole and how he hoped his poz load would convert me. How he wanted to own that part of me forever. All the while his thrusts got harder and his hands were pulling my hips back onto his cock forcing him deeper into me. I was begging for his load saying I would do anything but I needed that poz load, I needed him to convert me while Danny was urging him to load my neg hole up. Soon I felt him tense as his cock throbbed in my hole and I felt his load shooting deep into me. I leaned over and kissed Danny as Mark slowed his fucking and finally pulled out. He told Danny he wanted to watch him fuck his load into me and push his poz load deeper into me. Danny’s cock is longer but not as thick so the sensation was amazing. My whole body was tingling and Danny just started pounding away and soon gave me his load too. When Danny pulled out Mark pulled him into a kiss and pointed to his ass and raised his eyebrows asking if I wanted his boyfriends’ ass. I lined up sank in balls deep fucking my coworker quick and hard until I was depositing my load into him. When Danny got up to shower Mark and I kissed and touched and as I rubbed his biohazard tattoo he told me he wanted some time with me all to himself soon. That he wanted to learn every inch of my body and he wanted to swap as many loads with me as we could manage. He said that he could be rougher with me than he could with Danny and that he really liked that. We agreed to make that happen soon and then got up and headed into the shower with Danny.

Doctors are human too. Working in healthcare I can't tell you the number of times I have been flirted with, propositioned, groped etc.

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)...

Click here to see original blog post on Diary of a Cumslut... As I was bent over a tree letting the sixth anonymous stranger unload his balls up my sloppy asshole, I realized my ass is much better than a pussy and here's why: My ass is always wet and ready: I always pre-lube my ass with either lube, or by injecting my own cum up my butt. When I'm out cruising for cocks, my hole is always wet and ready to accept any cock. This is not always true with a pussy. No condoms required: I'm not worried about getting pregnant, nor am I stuck up. I'll never require a condom, allowing the men inside me maximum pleasure and maximum connivence. No pulling out required: As your body is shaking and you're about to cum, I'll never tell you to pull out. I want you to hold me tight and fuck your load deep inside me. You never have to pull out. Fuck my ass anywhere: My ass is free to be fucked wherever a man wants. I don't require a comfortable bed or couch, you can fuck my ass whenever and wherever you want. Bathrooms, gloryholes, parks, porn theaters, dark rooms, etc. are all fair game. Looks are unimportant: Most men who fuck me I never see anyway. I don't care what you look like or how old you are, everyone has the same access to my hole. I won't tell you "no" because you're fat or ugly, in fact, I'll probably want your cock and load even more. Share me with your friends: All your friends can fuck me. No reason to keep this amazing ass all to yourself, share me with all your friends, or just share me with strangers. I never have a headache: I'll never say no and my ass is always here for the taking. If you have a hard cock and want to fuck, this ass is available. There you have it, the 7 reasons why my ass it better than a pussy. Now come breed me. More...

Part 5 We relaxed on my bed. None of us able to sleep being wired from the T and generally being sexually charged. 18 year boy's are always horny, especially after their true desires have been awakened. I spent the rest of the night keeping them on edge but unable to get hard because of the chastity cages. All their sexual lust was focused on their still dripping holes. I would take turns dildoing their cunts, working them deep, then pulling it out, feeding them each others ass juices. After a while I had to piss, as I'm sure the boy's did too as I made them drink a lot of water to stay hydrated. I guided them into my shower and pushed them to their knees. Placing my cock in Brodi's eager mouth, I started to piss. Without even being instructed, he instinctively swallowed down my Tina urine. I eased my flow out so he wouldn't choke too much. After he gulped down a few good swallows, I pulled out and gave my cock to Benji. He eagerly engulphed my dick and swallowed down the rest of what I had in me. When I was empty I took my foot and pushed Brodi down onto the floor and leaned into Benji and said, "piss on your brother! Do it! He's a fucking pig! Show him whose boss!" Benji let loose with a groan, showering his brother with his piss. Brodi just took it, rubbing it all overhimself, opening his mouth wide to drink what he could. "Look at you pig!" I said to him. "Yea, wallow in your brothers piss. That's what you are now boy, a dirty little piggy!" Brodi let loose with his own flow, further soaking himself. When the boy's were empty I took them back to the bed without rinsing off. Nothing like the smell of a teenage pig, one that reeked of cum, sweat, and piss. I was so turned on I just had to fuck Brodi again. I pushed him on his back and grabbed his legs, ramming my hard cock into him as deep and hard as I could. His new found pussy sucked my cock right into him. I pulled Benji onto Brodi's mouth so he could eat out his brother as he got fucked. Benji and I made out as we used his brother for our pleasure, sqeezing and pulling his tender, pink nipples, making him grunt and oink like a true pig boy. I pounded his ass for almost half an hour before I finally shot another load deep into my new cumdump. I pulled out of him, exhausted, falling back onto the bed. The boy's simultaneously like my cock clean, then snuggled up next to me. We just rested for the rest of the night, saving our energy for what would happen tomorrow.

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The patient was young, smooth, and high on pain meds. He had surgery to repair a hernia. The dressing was in his groin and when I was assessing after surgery I saw he had a nice thick cock that stretched across his hip. When I felt his balls he sucked in a quick breath and when I picked up his cock and moved it around he moaned so soft and sweetly. I gave that cock a gentle squeeze and played with his balls some more and he got hard though he did not get much longer. I caught up on charting as he was waking up and noticed his hands had gone under the covers and were slowly moving. I glanced at his face and his eyes were closed so I pulled the covers back and his gown up and watched him slow jack that cock for awhile. After he woke up a bit more I asked him who came with him to the hospital and he said “his dads”. I asked again and he said his dad and his bf brought him. When it was time to get him ready for discharge real dad had gone to the cafeteria but the bf came back to the room. I told him everything went well and told him I was going to show him how to care for his dressing and check his progress. I once again pulled the covers down and the patient’s gown up and there was that big cock stretched across his hip. The bf said “well he is definitely his dad’s son with that big cock”. I reached over rolled his balls around and squeezed his cock and the patient was hard again quick. I showed the bf what to do and then had him demonstrate back to me. He looked at me and quickly reached out and got a handful of cock and balls. The patient opened his eyes and said, “Whoa dad that feels so good”. I just smiled. The precum was flowing but we waited some until his dad came in and after telling him what I had told the other dad I showed him how to check his son and when his hard cock came into view I said we have established he gets this big cock from you which made everyone laugh. Then I had him demonstrate for me. Watching him touching his sons cock and balls was so hot. The patient was still high from the pain meds and then I had the dads alternate back and forth demonstrating and I occasionally got my hands back on the patient a few times too. Then I said I would get them ready to go. I covered the patient back up and commented that they both seemed worked up indicating the tents in their pants and told them they could step into the room next door which was empty. They looked at me and just laughed though I could see they were thinking about it. I showed them that there was a bathroom that connected to the other room and that no one was going to be using that room. At that time of day it was just us and one other patient who was across the department on another hall. I stepped out and worked on some paperwork but didn’t take long and when I went back in the room the patient was alone and the doors to the bathroom were open and all the lights off except for in the room with the patient. I saw the patient half sleeping and jacking his cock I watched the dads in the other room. One was sucking the other as they watched their son playing with his cock. I uncovered the patient so they could see him working his big cock and the dad getting sucked motioned me over. I walked towards them freeing my cock and stood next to the one getting sucked and fed my cock to his bf. Then they both took turns sucking me until I had them both stand where they could watch their son and I got down and sucked them both, alternating back and forth. The patient certainly did get his cock from his dad and it stretched my mouth as he fucked my throat. There was a lot of back and forth sucking and then the one dad said he needed to fuck to cum. I said I would love to take that big cock of his and the bf said if I fucked him while his bf fucked me he was all for it. Who was I to argue? Soon I had my cock fucking in and out of the ass of one of the dads while his bf fucked that big thick cock of his into me. We found a rhythm that worked and took it slow at first quickly speeding up. All the while we were watching the patient still high on pain meds slow jacking his cock eyes closed in the other room. The dad fucking me shot into me first but stayed in me as I continued to fuck the other dad. I leaned over and whispered pretend it is your sons cock fucking you and damn if that didn’t push him over the edge which caused me to blast inside of him. We all got cleaned up and I got them discharged and sent on their way. The dads and I have met a few more times and it has always been hot. The son never remembered a thing about that day but the dads and I will always remember the fun we had.

Took care of a patient today who had surgery for a hernia repair—nothing new there---he was early 30s, average looks, and did not speak much English. As I was assessing him I noticed he had the flimsy jock strap they usually put on these patients and the waistband was right on top of his incision. When I pulled it down I made sure to cup his cock which even soft was fucking thick. After a bit he motioned that he wanted to take off the jock strap because it was hurting. I helped him with that and soon he was laying in front of me legs spread and that thick cock hanging down over a nice set of balls. I know just enough Spanish to get by and he was telling me “it used to hurt here” as he was playing with his balls. I felt them and asked if it hurt now? He just smiled real big and let me roll his balls around. I took one hand and held his cock up and slowly slid the foreskin back. His cock was tapered at the tip and just got thicker as it went down to the base. I did it a few times and his cock got thicker as it got harder. It was really impressive. I stroked his cock and played with his balls for a bit and he rested his head back and closed his eyes and fell back asleep. I stopped and continued charting but when he woke I saw him feel his balls and stroke his cock all the while making sure I was watching him. He took my hand and put it on his thick cock and I resumed stroking watching his smile get bigger. I licked my hand and gave his cock a few slicked up strokes which made him groan. I bent over and licked his cock and gave it a few sucks when I felt his hand on the back of my head. His cock was not long but damn was it thick. As my lips got to the base of his cock they were stretched and I felt the head of his cock touch the back of my throat. As I pulled off and looked at him he indicated he wanted more and I gladly went back to sucking him. All to soon I could feel his balls draw up as he shot a nice big load in my mouth. Afterwards he placed my hand back on his cock and I slowly stroked him for awhile. Another memorable patient.

PART TWO My face flushed as I looked at Matt, his husband’s still hard cock stuffed up my spunk filled hole, but Matt just smiled. He had a short cropped red and brown beard, muddy brown hair and bright green eyes set into a strong manly face. Quickly he shucked his shirt exposing a broad chest covered in ginger fur with large pink nipples. His pants were the next to go and then he stood there in just a bulging jock strap smiling at me. “Well boy get my husband’s cock out of your cunt and come suck my cock.” With a tiny bit of reluctance I stood up, Eric’s cock sliding from my juicy hole, and walked over to Matt. He smiled and pushed me to my knees, I felt cum drip from my hole. “Go on,” he said thrusting the engorged pouch of his jock at my face. I pulled the fabric to the side, and released his massive cock. It looked, if that was possible to be even thicker then Eric’s his balls certainly were larger and all around the base grew thick dense coarse ginger pubes. I didn’t waist any more time, there was no more confusuion or conflict, I had been presented with a man’s cock and it was my job to service it. Opening my mouth wide I began to slowly work Matt’s still swelling cock down my throat, swallowing hard when it hit my tonsils. “Holy shit Eric,” Matt said, forcing my head down till my nose was in his pubes, “Where did you find this boy?” “He got distracted while he was jogging by and literally fell into the yard. I knew he would make a hot little furry cumdump as soon as I saw him. Told me he was straight and then he swallowed my cock to the root.” They both laughed. “Don’t think you’re straight any more do you boy? Not with Eric’s load dripping out of your cunt.” I shook my head. “Good. Did you like taking his load?” I nodded, still sucking hard on his cock. “Do you want my load up your cunt?” I nodded again. “Your cunt is hungry isn’t it boy, you want all the loads you can get don’t you?” More nodding. “Good, because by the time tonight is over your hole will be one dripping cum filled mess.” My cock twitched and my hole winked at the thought. “You sure this boy was a virgin when you sunk your cock into him,” Matt asked Eric, “Cause damn he can suck cock!” “With how tight his little cunt was, there’s no way I didn’t pop his cherry.” “Then he’s just one talented cocksucker. Shit, you keep sucking my cock like that boy I’m gonna blow my load down your throat not up your cunt.” I tried to pull off of his cock, but Matt’s hands held me in place; I wanted that cock and load in my ass more then anything. “Don’t think he likes that idea,” Eric said. “No, neither do I,” replied Matt and he released me to spit out his cock. “You ready to get bred again boy?” “Yes please,” I gasped still trying to catch my breath from deep throating Matt’s cock. “Then turn around and show me that pussy.” I spun on the spot, bent over, stuck my ass in the air, and reached back to spread my cheeks for him. He gave an appreciative groan and got down behind me laying his fat cock on my ass crack. “Nice tight little ass with a worked-out loose cum filled furry hole, prefect,” He lined up his cock and sank it into my stretched out pucker in one move. I moaned, bucking back on his cock like a bitch in heat. Matt wasted no time with slow fucking and skipped right to the rough pounding. He grabbed my hips and started to slam his cock in and out of my hole. Using Eric’s cum he pounded my hole without mercy reducing me to a limp whimpering mess. How could I ever have thought that I was something else? Nothing I had ever done with a girl had felt this good, this right. I was kicking myself for resisting what I had always wanted for so long, to be a bottom boy cumdump for big manly tops. Matt pulled out of hole and smacked my as saying, “get on your back, I wanna see your face as I breed you.” I flipped over and grabbed my ankles pulling my toned muscular legs out at right angles exposing my hole once more. Matt got between my legs and slammed his cock back inside of me. He bottomed out so hard that I saw stars for a second, but Matt didn’t miss a beat he just kept on pounding. “I told you he had a sweet cunt,” Eric said and for the first time sense Matt’s cock had entered my hole I noticed him standing behind Matt fisting his hard cock like mad. “I’m gonna load you up boy, you ready for my cum?” “Please shoot your load deep inside of me,” I begged. “Take my fucking load you little faggot,” Matt yelled and he bottomed out once more and his cock launched shot after shot after shot of thick hot cum into my wrecked guts. His cock had no sooner stopped twitching then Matt pulled out, but much to my joy his cock was quickly replaced with Eric’s once more who after only two quick strokes shot another big load deep in my new cunt. Eric caught his breath for a moment and then he too pulled out. “Nice find babe,” Matt said to Eric kissing him. I ran my hands down my hairy sweat soaked chest, past my still hard but somehow so irrelevant cock, to my hole. I felt the soft mushy walls of my once tight sphincter and felt the slick cum that was slowly leaking from it. Easily I slid first two fingers then three and four inside myself and started to twist them in and out like Eric had done earlier. “Fuck look at him,” Matt said, “You still want more don’t you kid?” Guiltily I looked up, but said with hunger in my voice, “God yes.” “I’ve got an idea, keep fingering that hole,” Eric said, and he grabbed his phone and shot several shots from different angles including a close up of all four of my fingers which were now covered in cum stuffed in my hole. “We’ll start with a few thick dicked friends our ours and if that’s not enough then we’ll widen the search.” “Alright well we’re not gonna leave him here in the kitchen so I’ll take him down stairs and get him settled in while you find this new slut some more loads.”