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Grant Sam might have had Sam as his fuckbuddy at college, but I had a fuckbuddy too. Except in my case we even tried dating for a while. It did not work out for us for a number of reasons. Aiden was almost exclusively a bottom and I wanted a dick up my ass. Secondly he was very jealous and insistent on having a monogamous relationship but I wanted more variety than that. After college we moved to different cities but still remained in contact. Aiden eventually found a very attractive guy Grant, and they became boyfriends. From what Aiden told me it seems that Grant was almost as much of a bottom as he was. So what did they do sexually then? Mostly blowjobs, but also the very occasional fuck and even though they were a monogamous couple, they always used condoms. Sounded familiar! I was quite surprised to receive an email from Aiden to say that Grant would be spending a week at a conference near to where Ben and I lived and that he would like to meet me. I had seen quite a few pictures of Grant on Facebook, and I was just as keen to meet him. An incredibly hot bottom who was obviously not getting fucked as often as he would like. Although he was with Aiden, I thought this would be a great opportunity to try and get him into bed and fuck a toxic load into him. All the more so because Aiden had phoned me more than once close to tears because he and Grant were having relationship issues, usually because Grant wanted to be fucked and if Aiden wasn't going to do it he wanted permission to go outside their relationship to get it. Aiden was having none of it but he assured me many times that he did not think that Grant ever acted out his desires. Grant had once asked Aiden why he and I broke up, and Aiden had told him point blank that it was because I wasn't into monogamy. Grant knew I was married to Ben as Aiden and I had swopped a lot of pictures and tales over the years. One thing I had never let Aiden know is that Ben and I had a totally open relationship and that we fucked around freely. After some to-and-froing of emails and text messages, we arranged to meet Grant at the hotel he was staying at and take him for a drink at a local gay bar. Both Ben and I made sure that we were dressed as sexily as possible, with jeans that made the most of our crotches. As I pulled up in front of the hotel Ben and I could not believe our eyes. Grant was way hotter in person than we imagined. Tight faded blue jeans packing a massive bulge, tight white t-shirt framing a muscular torso, golden hair and blue eyes, with a gorgeous smile. One look and Ben and I both wanted to fuck him so bad. We got out of the car to greet him and I could not help noticing that he kept glancing at our crotches. Ben hopped into the back seat and Grant sat beside me. I started describing the various local bars but Grant looked at me with a smile. "I've had a long day. You said you guys live close by and I'd like to see your place and get to know you better in a quiet environment. If you have something alcoholic to drink why don't we just go to your place." He looked at me earnestly and I swear that the massive bulge in his jeans had swollen a little. We walked from the car to the front door making small talk and I noticed that Grant seemed a little distracted. Nervous perhaps? Was he planned to cheat on Aiden or was he thinking that we were going to seduce him? I don’t know about the first, but Ben and I were definitely planning on the latter! I opened the door and let them in ahead of me, waving them towards the couch. “Why don’t you guys get comfortable on the couch while I get us each a beer? We have all sorts? Any preference?” “An IPA if you have one” was his response, which was fine as Ben and I like them and we had a few in the fridge. I had carefully left a few bareback porn DVDs lying around on the coffee table where no-one could miss them: “Bareback Blond Boyfriends”, “Raw Cheating Lovers” and a few others including my favorite “Raw Load Takers.” As Ben led Grant to the couch I saw his eyes widen. “Wow. Bareback porn. Aiden won’t let me buy any, as he says you shouldn’t reward them for promoting unsafe sex.” I thought to myself; Yup, that sounds like Aiden. “Well, if you like we can watch one.” I sensed a hesitancy in Grant. Forbidden fruit was calling. “But only if you want to. We won’t try anything. We're married.” (Yeah Right). I could see a hunger in Grant’s eyes as he looked straight at me. “No, of course not.” He paused, “You choose a good one, one that you like.” I brought the beers and slipped “Raw Cheating Lovers” into the DVD player. An appropriate choice for what I was planning. We made small talk and sipped our beers for a few minutes as the movie developed. At about the point when the first trick shot his load into the first cheating lover Grant brought the conversation around to sex. “Fuck, I don’t know when last I watched bareback porn on a screen bigger than my cellphone. It’s hot!” I laughed, “Yeah, like cocks, the bigger the better.” The action on the screen was obviously starting to stimulate him, as the bulge in his pants now stretched out in a fat straight line almost as far as his jean pocket. He was obviously packing some serious meat. I also caught him stealing glances at Ben and my crotches all the way through the conversation, and our cocks were already hard in response to his interest. He asked the question that was brewing all evening: “You guys are obviously really into bareback porn. Maybe even as much as I am. Do you bareback each other? Aiden and I still use condoms even though we have never slept with anyone outside of our relationship. At least, I know I haven’t.” Ben answered for me. “Yes, we got tested after we got married. Only with each other. We don’t fuck around.” (Liar). As the screen showed the bottom’s wrecked ass leaking cum from an internal cum shot Grant asked us. “So which of you guys is a top? Aiden and I are both bottoms, which sucks.” Ben and I were obviously thinking along the same lines as we both answered. “Both of us.” "So who bottoms?" "Both of Us. We're versatile." He looked at the now very obvious growing bulge in my thin khaki pants. "So you guys bareback. Does it really feel so much better than with condoms?" This line of discussion was really turning me on and I started leaking pre-cum and creating a slick patch around my cock head. "Fuck Yeah", I responded. "The only thing that feels better than pumping your load into a juicy ass is having someone fill your gut with his sperm." By now my cock was drooling so much that the patch was about the size of a quarter and very obvious. I could see the lust in his eyes. It was time to step things up a notch. I looked hard at him and said. "By the looks of things the movie and the conversation have got you quite stimulated." For a fraction of a second I could see the doubt and confusion in his eyes as he realized what it was that he wanted so badly. I continued before he could change his mind and chicken out. "Based on what you're packing in your jeans you should try to top more. There's lots of guys that would love to have that up their ass.” He didn’t respond to that but asked. "I want to see you guys fuck bareback. I've never seen it live and up close before. Then you can fuck me with a condom. I've never cheated on Aiden before, but we'll be safe and he'll never know. Ben needed no encouragement and started stripping down to his black and red jock briefs. I always told him that the cutout at the back really framed his ass well, and he had obviously chosen to wear them today for maximum impact. I undressed a little more slowly, putting on a show for Grant. Grant made no moves to undress but was rubbing his cock through his pants. I went straight for Ben’s ass and started eating it out and getting it nice and wet ready for fucking. Now I really needed someone to suck my dick and get it slicked up with spit as I wasn’t going to use lube but Grant wasn’t taking the bait. He had now unzipped his pants and was working his dick with his hand. I could see with satisfaction that it was now drooling copious amounts of pre-cum. Such a waste that he was a condom bottom. With a juicy dick like that he should be a bareback top. I spat on my hand and slicked up my cock and then spat again into Ben’s hole and slid all the way in. It was slick and juicy with somebodies cum, not mine. My slut husband had obviously taken a load from someone not too long before. Just the way I like it. Fucking a sloppy hole. I started fucking him with deep hard strokes, slamming my crotch into his ass with every thrust. By now Grant was naked on the couch with his ass over the edge jerking his meat while he watched me fuck Ben. I made sure that the fucking was as juicy and wet sounding as possible and I could imagine what was going through Grant's mind. As I started getting close I whispered "now" in Ben's ear and he turned around and started kissing Grant on the mouth while I pulled out of his ass. I made sure that Grant saw me grab a condom from the side table, tear open the packet and roll it over my dick. Then I went down between his legs where he could not see me and slathered his hole with lube. I pulled back on the condom and it broke as planned. I pulled back the shredded latex onto the base of my cock and slowly started introducing it into his hungry anus. It slid in surprisingly easy for someone who reportedly did not get fucked often enough. “Oh fuck, that feels so good. Damn!” he uttered as I bottomed in his bowels. “You like my dick filling your hole huh?” I slowly started fucking him with longs strokes so that he could get the maximum pleasure from my bare dick sliding up and down his hot anal cavity. “Fuck yeah, it feels different than when Aiden fucks me. Better. Thicker.” I grinned at him and thought, but didn’t say aloud “and bare, lubed up by some anonymous guy’s cum from Ben’s ass.” “Maybe it’s because he is really a bottom and doesn’t know how to fuck?” I just chuckled and picked up the pace. His dick was starting to leak profusely and he moved his hand to start jerking off. I held it away. “No, not yet. Later.” I was fucking him hard and fast while Ben was deep kissing him and it did not take more than thirty seconds or so before I started dumping seven or eight massive squirts of scalding hot poz cum deep into his colon. "Oh fuck. FUCK. Yeah FUCK!" was all Grant could say as he felt the cum shooting against the walls of his bowels for the first time. As he came down from his orgasm I saw him looking at me with a strange expression as if he suddenly realized something. I slowly pulled out of his ass so that he could see the shredded condom. I saw the wide eyed shock in his eyes as he observed the damage and understood that he had taken a load for the first time. The shock quickly turned to lust. “I guess that’s why it felt so good, it was bareback.” “Yeah,” I responded. “Feels good doesn’t it? Maybe you’d be a top more often if you were not dealing with tight numbing latex on your cock.” His rock hard dick was still drooling pre-cum into the puddle that was forming on his belly. He was obviously not turned off by the idea. “I’m the only one of us who hasn’t been fucked yet, so why don’t you try and fuck me. Bareback. And see what it feels like. Put that big dick of yours to good use and you may find that you like topping when you can fuck bare. You can even cum in me.” Ben grinned with agreement. “And then Ben can fuck you.” Greg was still on his back on the couch and before he could say anything I went over and lowered myself onto Greg’s dick, after slicking it up with some of the pre-cum from his belly. I started riding him like a champion and I could see he was experiencing sensations he had never felt before. It was almost too much for him and it was not long before he shot his first unprotected load deep in my gut. Ben was watching all this with his dick in his hand, planning the next move. As I slowly lifted myself off Greg clenching my ass to prevent any cum leaking out Ben spoke. “Let’s take a break for a few minutes and then I’ll can fuck you and you can fuck me.” “Bareback?” he asked. I thought that was a dumb question considering the sex we had just had. “Yeah, of course” was my response. Greg spent every evening with us for the rest of the week, and by the time he went back to Aiden, Ben and I had each given him five or six toxic loads. He parting words to us were. “I’m not going to say anything to Aiden, but I’m going to start fucking around behind his back, and topping, and giving loads. All bareback of course.” I just smiled. Yeah. Within a few weeks those loads are going to be highly toxic.

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! ....

Been sick the last week, so this took a bit longer than I wanted. Hope you enjoy. -- PART 8: Open for Business Putting a TV dinner into the microwave, I went around the apartment and started collecting the few things I would need for my night of debauchery. My ass pleasantly ached from the pounding Jackson had just given me, and with each step, I felt the three loads swirling around deep inside me. Walking over next to the island, I felt the butt plug in my ass moving around as bent over, the large knot pressing firmly against my hole. Butt plug: check. Reaching out, I grabbed the small silver bottle on the ground. Making sure the lid was on securely, I slid it into my pocket and stood back up, loving how the big plug slid around inside my hole, rubbing against my already abused prostate. Thanks to the earlier night’s event’s, I would likely have plenty of stretching and lubrication in my ass. Lube: check. Poppers: check. Walking back over to the other counter, I opened the small humidor and looked at the various cigars. I sat for a few moments, trying to decide on one before finally deciding on a rather large, medium brown one with the name Punch on the side. Recalling what Eric had done in the shop that day, I ran the stick under my nose and sniffed, my cock immediately swelling at the aroma. Happy with my choice, I grabbed my lighter and the cigar and put them in the opposite pocket. Cigar and lighter: check. Feeling my ass, I checked for my wallet, and as I did, the microwave let out several beeps, letting me know my food was ready. I quickly ate the hot meal, and after a quick once over, I grabbed my phone and keys and walked out of the door. Waiting for the elevator, I re-read the texts from Kyle earlier that evening. I felt my cock stir, thinking about all the random loads I was about to get up my formerly tight, nearly virginal hole, mixing in with the three already placed in my ass after the dark and twisted dirty talk with Jackson. In the back of my mind, I felt slightly scared at the risks I was taking, and the possibility of catching something, but then again, the talk of getting pozzed had definitely also made me cum hard earlier in the evening. And if confronted with the issue, I knew I could always just write a prescription of my own for PEP or PrEP. One of the few true luxuries of being a doctor. Looking at the wording and phrases Kyle used in the texts, I casually wondered if Kyle might be into guys getting knocked up, especially with his deviant talk of anonymous cock and special loads. And admittedly, the thought of getting high on poppers, lighting up a few cigarettes and smoking them also had their own special appeal while taking loads. Hopefully, I thought to myself, I can get with Kyle in the future and try that out. Suddenly, my phone dinged as the elevator doors finally opened, and a new message popped up from Kyle, directing me to several websites. Kyle: here, check these out. might help w the smoking and slut training Kyle: breeding.zone and smokinmen.com Curious, I stepped into the elevator and selected the ground floor before I tapped on the first link. Making a quick glance, I realized it was a barebacking site. A quick glance at some of the topics got my cock hard. Bug chasing being one to immediately jump off the page at me. I bookmarked the site, instantly knowing I would be checking it out again soon. Next, I went back to my messages and opened the second link and was instantly greeted with images of all different men of ages and types smoking. I felt my cock lurch as I zoomed in on several younger guys, cigarettes hanging slightly out of their mouths as they smoked. This must be what Kyle meant by dangling… and even quicker than before, I tapped the bookmark icon. Stepping off the elevator, I made a quick beeline to the front door, ignoring the front desk entirely and walking out into the crisp fall night, before walking into the bookstore next door. At first, I wanted to make a straight line to the gloryholes, but I knew I would need to make one last purchase. Walking around, I looked for a few minutes at some of the toys before seeing that I one thing I wanted to add to the mix before going down into the depths below. Grabbing the package, I walked up to the counter and made my quick purchase. Waving away the bag, I walked over to the counter for the video booths and looked at the blue haired twink. With a start, I reached for my wallet and started to pull out a $10 bill. “Um, Benny, right?” I asked, slightly nervous for some unknown reason. Without more than a glance, the kid let out a sigh. “It’s twenty-five.” “Oh… um….” I said, remembering that the previous night it was only $10, “Well, Kyle sent me and said to tell you he wanted me to have the friend discount.” “Uh… huh…” he said, still not looking up from his phone, “Everybody is ‘friends’ with Kyle, sweetie… so try again.” I was starting to get a bit annoyed at the guy’s attitude. Pulling out my phone, I searched through my messages before I landed on one of the messages Kyle had sent me. “He also said to tell you I’m…” I briefly hesitated before continuing, “Looking to be a cum dumpster tonight and that you would help me. Can you really do that or should I just go home?” Apparently, that got his attention. He stopped and looked up at me from the screen of his phone with a mildly shocked look on his face. “Shit, he really was telling the truth,” he said, letting the indifferent mask fall for a few brief moments before quickly putting it back up, “Fine. I guess I’m out $25 because of you and Kyle. Need to see your ID.” Confused, I grabbed it my wallet out and handed the card to him, guessing that they just need to make sure people entering are 18, perplexed however since Kyle had never asked for mine the day before. “God damn it, how does he always know?!” Benny muttered under his breath before handing me back the card. “Excuse me?” I asked, putting the wallet back in my pants. “I need to stop making stupid bets with him. Another fifty fucking dollars…” Benny groused, staring at the ceiling, “Never would have pegged a doctor type as a cum slut. But he sure did. He one of your patients or something?” “Uh… no…” I let out, quickly wanting to just leave at this point. “Fine, you’re in, and here’s the key to Booth 8,” he said, tossing a small bronze key to me, “Only one that is reserved here.” “Oh, cool,” I said, catching the key. “By the way,” he asked, as he buzzed me in, “Tell me the truth. You serious about what Kyle said? You truly taking loads from anyone tonight?” At first, I was going to shy away from the question before I caught myself. Shying away was the old me. New me was going to seize life by the balls and milk them dry. With a slightly cocky smile and nod, I looked Benny straight in the eyes. “Yeah,” I said, confidently, “Why, you wanting to add to the mix?” “Fucking nice, man,” he said, raising his eyebrows somewhat appreciatively, “After all the money you cost me tonight, you bet your ass I’m not leaving here without sampling your hole and leaving my mark in it.” With those final words, I walked down the stairs and into the dimly lit red hallway before, the sounds of grunting and smell of fresh sex increasing with each step. — I walked around for several minutes, looking at each door trying to find Booth 8, quickly thinking that maybe it had all been a joke by Benny and Kyle. In almost a cruel irony, none of the booths seemed to go in order. I was finally about to give up when I stumbled onto it, having at first dismissed it as a broom closet on my first pass of the hallways. Grabbing the key, I opened the door and found myself in a long, narrow booth. Tape covered the bill acceptor, and there was already gay porn playing on the screen. The door closed behind me and with a soft click, I heard the door lock as well. Something the other room had lacked. Looking around the room, it appeared to be well stocked and pretty clean. A bench appeared to be positioned between the two glory holes, both at what seemed to be the perfect height to either stand or if one wanted to, kneel on all fours on top of the bench. There was comfortable looking padding on the bench. There was even a nice sized ashtray, so apparently, this room had been set up for a long stay in mind. Reaching into my pockets, I started pulling out my different items. Cigar, lighter, poppers, and my newest purchase, a cock ring. I knew with all the smoking, fucking, and sucking I would be doing tonight, the temptation to play with myself and cum would be overwhelming. I didn’t want to lose the urge to get filled once my balls had completely drained, so, I decided the best course of action would be to keep myself from cumming until the best time. I stood in the room for a few moments, staring at the tv watching the bareback orgy scene on the tv. Quickly, I felt myself get hard and decided to fully undress. Unzipping my pants, I stepped out of them and then pulled my shirt off, folding them both and putting them in the corner. Next, my ass plug was going to need to come out. I took the bottle of poppers and opened them, taking several hits and savoring the warm, relaxing rush through my body and steady swell in my cock. Reaching behind me, I slowly pulled the plug, now firmly and comfortably lodged deep inside me, holding back the three loads Jackson had left up my ass. I tugged gently at first, feeling as the plug stubbornly stayed in place behind my ass lips. Slowly, I increased the pressure and finally pulled it out with a loud plop, suddenly leaving me feeling empty as a few drops of cum slowly make their way out and slide down my thigh, making me moan. My ass felt so very empty and gaped for a few moments at the sudden loss of the large plug. Feeling the inside of the leg, I fingered a few of the cum drops back up my ass, feeling the gaping, wrecked remains of my formerly tight hole slowly closed down on them. Now finally closed again, I pulled them back out and looked at the thick white glazing on them. Horny, I stuck them in my mouth, rubbing the loads into my tongue and savoring the taste of my ass and Jackson’s thick cum, as I had that morning with Kyle and Mateo’s loads. It was a smokier and creamier taste, and I wondered if the fact that Jackson was a cigar and pipe smoker accounted for a different taste in the cum. Looking down at the plug in my hand, I looked over it quickly, and after not seeing anything but cum, stuck it in my mouth, sucking more of the thick cum and ass juices off. It tasted amazing. Satisfied it was clean, I then turned my attention to the cock ring. It was a small rubber o-ring type device. Guessing it was much like the small tourniquets I used in trauma surgery for the ER, I stretched it out and surrounded my cock and balls, much like I would for a finger laceration. I released it and with a soft hiss out of my mouth, looked down at my now encircled cock and balls. I loved how the ring somehow made my dick and balls stick out further, making each vein more prominent and giving more feeling; sensitive but somehow also not. Giving myself several quick tugs, I was happy to find the ring did its job without cutting off circulation, but still giving a nice firm squeeze, and would likely do its job well. All that left was the cigar. Instead of rushing like I had before, I knew I wanted to take things slower. Grabbing it and my lighter, I took the cigar and again ran it under my nose, enjoying the scent once more before placing it in my jaw. I then greedily sucked on the end, wetting it. Flicking the light on, I slowly lit the end, puffing gently, getting a nice cherry on the end of the brown stogie, and after an especially nice deep inhale, I shut off the flame and let the smoke jet out of my nose. I was a little surprised at this point, as, after this light up, I didn’t cough at all, and instead just felt the mild burn in my chest as I ‘fed them.’ Encouraged by my sudden growth as a smoker, I looked at myself in the dim reflection of the now momentarily dark monitor and was almost dumbfounded by what I saw. With the cigar in my mouth, it's smoke drifting out of the side of my jaw, and my cock lewdly sticking out, veins bulging from the cock ring, I looked, well, fucking hot. Looking down at my phone, I got a slightly wicked idea, and after a few quick taps, I took a quick selfie and sent it to Kyle with the caption ‘see what you’re missing?’ With that sent, I sat down, and started watching the new scene on the monitor, which showed a young guy in the middle of a bareback orgy on all fours, a line of several rough looking guys all covered in different tattoos, talking to each other and kissing as they stroked their cocks, waiting for their turn. Puffing on the cigar, I slowly started stroking myself, waiting for someone to stick their cock through one of the holes. Thankfully, I didn’t have to wait long as a cock was shoved into the hole on my left. There in front of me was a large, cut black dick. Easily, it was at least 10 inches long, and thick as 3 of my fingers as well. My ass ached to be filled with it. Getting up, I grabbed it and started stroking it, slowly bringing my ass over to it. I thought at first about sucking on it but then decided to instead back up my ass and slowly lower myself down. Halfway down, my ass started to hurt a little, and so I took my cigar out of my mouth, grabbed the poppers and huffed deeply several times in each nostril, before sticking my cigar back in my mouth and with a deep inhale, forcing my ass down the rest of the way. The guy in the other booth immediately let out a string of curses in appreciation as I let out a smokey moan, feeling the big black cock throb inside me. We sat there for a few moments as I slowly smoked until the guy started to slowly move in and out of my ass, my stretched hole gripping the large member raping it. I sat in silence as I listened to the onslaught of words coming from the guy next door. “Fuck yeah, gonna rape your white boy pussy tonight. A nice wet hole like yours is great at making my dick feel good boy. H-oooooh fuck,” he said, pausing for a moment before moving again, “in you with no rubber too, so gonna be able to breed you nice and deep, mix my potent baby batter with these others. You want that slut?” I let out a loud moan as he continued. “Damn, didn’t think I would get grade A prime ass tonight. Gotta thank that bitch Benny for hookin’ me up. He’s got lots of fuckers lined up for your ass tonight.” Almost like clockwork, a cock was shoved in front of me after he said that, and with a quick inhale of my cigar, I took my smoke out of my mouth and dove face first onto the nicely shaped light brown cock in front of me. I began to suck as if my life depended on it, as the cock in my mouth slowly dripped precum on my tongue. I sucked harder, enjoying the taste as the black monster in my ass continued to rape me. “Gonna cum soon up your tight white cunt. Fill you with my special little swimmers, and breed you. With all the loads you’re gonna take tonight in your guts, you won’t know who got you pregnant, bitch. Hope it’s mine though fucker.” Pulling off the rapidly leaking cock in my mouth, I took a few quick, deep inhales on my cigar and started to rhythmically squeezed down on the cock in my ass, completely oblivious to the words being said to me as my cum lust began to take over. Full of smoke, I went back to sucking and was quickly rewarded with a thick creamy load in my mouth. The cock in front of me was pulled out and just left the big black cock in my ass, whose pace was picking up. I slowly savored the creamy semen in my mouth before swallowing it down. “Balls are about to explode motherfucker, deep in your cunt with the other loads in here. Take this nasty fuck deep faggot.” With a final set of slams, I felt the black cock start throbbing in my ass, filling me deep with a warm volley of jizz. I began to puff on my cigar again, enjoying the feeling of my ass and lungs getting fed. The black guy quickly pulled out, and within a few moments, I could hear a door slam. I sat there for a minute or two, my ass at the hole, wondering if anything else would happen when I felt another cock get shoved deep in my ass and start fucking it hard. I sat back, enjoying the pounding in my hole as I slowly smoked my cigar, keeping the smoke in for longer and longer before finally, another cock appeared in front of my face. It was a shorter, uncut white dick, with massive bull balls. I immediately took it in my mouth and sucked, getting reamed by both ends in silence, except for the occasional grunt or groan. Quickly enough, the cock spewed a load in my mouth and I swallowed it down, and with a quick pull out, the hole was empty again. I went back to smoking my cigar and shortly after heard the top grunt and drop a load up my ass. Almost instantly, another cock was shoved up my ass, with an appreciative ‘nice’ said out loud, and my ass being slammed yet again. Another cock in front of my face appeared, long and thin, with a few piercings down the shaft. Much like before, both came without much much fuss, and in between, I continued to smoke my cigar, which was starting to get smaller and smaller. I occasionally would take a few hits on my poppers, enjoying the feeling of the warmth in my body as they did their work. This continued for the next hour and a half, and much to my dismay, my cigar was nearly spent. Looking down, I looked at my phone. Only 11:40. I didn’t really want to end before midnight, but I knew without the cigar, it wouldn’t be near as much fun for me for. And I also wanted to eventually cum as well. At my count, I had to have at least 9 loads in my ass, and another 7 loads in my stomach. Some guys had been verbal, others had thanked me for the use of my ass or mouth. My balls felt heavy and full of cum, and my ass was still hungry for more. I stood up, as there was a lull in the visitors to my holes, and debated getting the plug up my ass and getting dressed to leave when I heard a soft knock at the door. “Hey, it’s me…” the voice called out, at first not registering with me. I first, I was tempted to get dressed before answering the door, but then thought better of it. Most of these men had already or were likely willing to cum in my ass and mouth. Who cares if they saw me naked. I walked to the door and opening it a crack asked softly out loud. “Who?” A hand forced the door open and pushed me back, before quickly shutting it again. “Kyle, dumb shit,” the sexy skinhead before me replied. “H-Hey!” I said, with a smile on my face, as he immediately started stripping, “What’s up?” “My cock fucker,” he said with an evil grin, grabbing his cock and flicking it, the PA in it glaring evilly in the dim light, “I got your message and couldn’t wait to try out the kinky fucking shit we talked about.” Quickly, he pulled his shirt off and reached into the knapsack I had failed to notice him carrying inside the small room. Suddenly, he pulled out a large red and white box. “Had to see you taking all those fucking loads while we smoke these bad boys,” he said, tearing open the box and surprising me as he pulled out a box of Marlboro Reds and tossed them to me before pulling out one for himself. Watching him open the pack, I grabbed my next to completely spent cigar and inhaled a few drags as I followed his lead, before finally getting out one of the long white sticks. Grabbing the cigar butt from my mouth, he held the end to the Red, puffing it to life with a deep inhale and a load, guttural moan. “Fuck yeah,” he moaned, smoke pouring out before motioning to me to grab the butt and do the same, “needed that. You next. Rape those fucking lungs.” I followed his lead and quickly got the Red lit. With a deep inhale, I enjoyed the sensation. Less and different smoke, to be sure, but it was enjoyable none the less. And with the number of cigarette packs Kyle had brought, we would be having fun all night. “So, how many loads you had dumped in you so far tonight?” he asked, stroking his cock as he grabbed my ass cheek and dipped a finger in, grinning when my ass started dripping. “Nine, I think?” I said, as he grabbed his dick and stroking it, inhaling the red before nose jetting it, “I also ate another seven.” “Fuckin’ sexy cum whore!” he said, grinning and shoving two more fingers inside, “Want even more? Word is your ass is taking all sorts of tainted cock tonight.” Suddenly, several things hit me at once. First, the words of the owner of the big black cock hit me. Special swimmers, nasty fuck, getting pregnant… I had to have been fucked by a poz guy who was looking to gift. At first, I didn’t know how to feel. Shame, fear, lust, excitement… However, having not cum, my ass and cock and balls did all my thinking for me. Next, Kyle’s words. He definitely wanted to see me taking poz cock tonight. Much like Jackson, he must get off on the idea of bug chasing, or at least others chasing. “Fuck yeah,” I said, smiling wickedly as I looked down at my cock and watched as some of the anonymous loads dripped out of me while Kyle's fingers fucked my wet ass, some of the loads running down my balls and cock. I took a deep haul on the Red in my mouth and then let it dangle from my lips before continuing. “Get me all the toxic loads you can.” “Good,” he said, pulling them out and bending me back over before shoving my ass against the hole, “Gonna keep you smoking and huffing poppers as long as you keep that hole open for business. A lot of horny guys paid good money to be here tonight, and are wanting to fill you and breed you with their DNA.” I relaxed my hole open as I felt another anonymous cock press against my ass. Looking up, I watched as Kyle quickly smoked his red and stroked his metal filled cock, texting away on his phone. Grinning in reply, I started hauling on my red as the cock in my hole slammed away at my abused jizz-filled ass.

Part 2; I pulled the sweet Asian DJ to his feet, and ordered him to go and set up a set to last at least 90 minutes, and I would be along in a bit. That sweet pair of smooth tight Ass cheeks I just had to take, whilst freshly baked. Slipping my hands under my beautiful boys head, I cradled him again, watching as he held his tongue out, with Bob smearing his pre cum over, from side to side of his tongue. My boy, still writhing, making animal like noises. Bob looked over to the bottom of the staircase, and who was there? Only Pete & Jay, a skinhead couple, friends of Bob & Jack. I still recognised them from their bleached jeans, braces, and Boots, so even the gas masks they were wearing tonight couldn't hide their identity, from me. Well, Bob & Jack kept that quiet, the sneaky buggers. Pete & Jay swiftly moved across the basement, around the corner, clutching a few Beers each. Of course I knew what they looked like, but my boy didn't. Bob went to join our skinhead Friends. Leaning in, kissing his forehead softly, I said, 'How are you son?', .... 'Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, I need, I need everything, Oh Fuck, I need everything, Daddy, I need it', going onto make intense moaning noises, his face contorting. I could see my boy was ok, but clearly shitfaced and gagging. 'Dee, come and look at your boy's Beautiful brand new cunt', Jack grinning at his 'handy' work. I have seen cunts in much worse shape than this before, but most certainly there was no escaping, my boy's new cunt was swollen, slightly gaping, and red raw in places. Jack reached for his toothbrush tucked in his sock, which had taped to it, and the prongs facing the other way of the brush, a dinner fork. Jack slowly eased his innovative object past my boy's slightly gaping lips, with very slight rocking motions of his wrist flicking the object from side to side. I watched over the next few minutes as Jack slowly got his object all the way in with the enough sticking out to grab hold of. He slowly twisted it around. My boy was arching his back down, pressing down on the object. Of course, he was much looser than normal by now, making this mission, possible! Jack used the same flick movement on the way out. Once out I saw there was blood on it, not enough to cause concern, but enough to know he was getting a proper work out. 'Watch this Dee'. Jack slid his Dick, slowly, into my boys battered cunt. Slowly sliding in and out, looking up at me with a evil satisfied smirk on his face, he was finally getting what he had wanted since he met my boy. I knew Jack wanted him, the way he always eyed my boy up and down from the word go. And here he was, fucking my beautiful boy, toxic Dick gliding against inflamed cunt. 'Fuck me Uncle Jack, please Uncle Jack, please, please, give me everything you have, I really need it'. My boys mind was being at least consistent, in each situation so far begging for everything, and needing 'it'. Jack took his Dick out, smiled at me, and said, 'Look at that Dee'. I was looking. His toxic Dick, smeared with cunt blood. Jack instructed my boy to lick his own cunt blood up. I watched as not only did he lick, but he lapped up with such an intense eagerness, he was lost. Jack positioned himself again by my boys battered cunt, and with one strong thrust he impaled deep inside, my boy letting out a yelp of pain and pleasure. Jack kept repeating this over and over, slowly sliding all the way out to the tip, then SLAM, impale. Again, I held my boys head, 'Are you ok, son'. He started whimpering with pleasure, looking up at me with puppy eyes, feebly saying, 'I need Uncle Jacks cum inside me Daddy, oh Daddy, oh Daddy, oh please, please'. I kissed my boy gently on his lips, 'I love you son', and with that I stepped back. I took a few more steps back, looking at my beautiful boy, his sweet tight little athletic lightly bronzed body, bubble ass cheeks, with my friend Jack, pale anaemic white, wasting body, with the control! I turned away, with the next chapter of my boys Birthday night beckoning ...

I was in New Orleans on one of my semi-regular business trips to the city. I had a long day with lawyers and decided to have dinner then pay a visit to the Club on Toulouse for some 'relaxation'. I thought that I would go to the bar for a drink before dinner to get me in the mood for the rest of the evening. The bar was empty apart from one other suited guy. He was about ten years younger than I, good looking, tanned and looked to be in good shape. He was chatting to the bartender and after a while I joined in, and eventually he introduced himself as Dan. As the bar got busier I found myself in a one-on-chat with Dan. When he talked he stared into my eyes and I knew there might be something there. This was confirmed when he suggested dinner in the hotel. He said that as were both on our own there was no point eating on our own. Over dinner we chatted and whilst things got more personal -we were both single and unattached – we did not discuss our sexuality. However my gaydar was in overdrive. As we got up from the table it was he who suggested a night cap. As the bar was now very busy he suggested that his room may be more personal and I agreed. As soon as the door was closed he pulled me to him and started kissing me passionately – he paused briefly to say “Not wrong am I?” Without replying I simply pulled him back to me and continued the kissing. Without breaking apart we made our way to the bed and fell back on it. We must have been locked in the embrace for ages. It was both passionate and highly charged. After a while we removed each other's shirt. He had a lovely, toned, and moderately hairy chest - I got the impression he shaved it from time to time. I buried myself in his chest and started sucking and nibbling his pert nipples. As I did so I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. At last I could feel his cock. It was just above average but very thick. I was somewhat surprised that he too was uncut. I had to have his cock so I went down and took it in my mouth. I tongued and nibbled on his foreskin for a while and then took it all the way down. He enjoyed this for a while then pulled me off in order that we remove the remainder of our clothing. We then started kissing again and body rubbing – as a result our cocks were both solid and I could feel our pre-cum between us. After a while he broke away and went down on me. He was a great sucker and as he devoured my cock he started fingering my hole. My reaction let him know exactly what I was after and he rolled me on my stomach. I felt my cheeks spread and another finger entering my hole - this was soon replaced by his tongue, and boy did he know how to pleasure me. Frankly, how he got is tongue in so far I do not know but I was now frantic for his cock and he knew it. The next thing I felt was his cock head rubbing against my hole – he did this for a while and I was screaming at him to fuck me. I felt him push his cock in but I pulled away. “Have you got any condoms” – I asked. “No” he replied “did not think I would need them on this trip.” He continued to rub his cock against my hole and I was passed the point of no return. “For fuck sake fuck me” I cried out “but don’t cum in me!” With that his cock was soon in me. He was thick and stretched my hole at first but once he got into the rhythm I soon began enjoying the feeling of him inside me. This was the first raw cock I had ever had inside me and it felt great – so natural! The more I thought of his raw cock inside me the hornier I got. He was a great fucker. He loved to pull right out of me then ram his cock all the way home. He had been banging away at my hole for some time when I felt his cock quiver inside me. “I am about to cum” he said and started to pull out. I was desperate to feel what it was like to have someone cum inside me and without thinking I said “Do it” and pulled him back inside me. Within seconds he was shooting a huge load and I could feel every drop of it. He stayed inside me until his cock started to soften then pulled out. As he pulled out I felt the cum drip down my leg. It was the greatest fuck I had ever had to date. I had been converted to raw fucking and do it every time I get the chance. I won’t miss out on a fuck just because the other party wants to use a condom, but my preference these days is raw. This is not a problem as it seems that more and more guys want it this way too!

***This is a fictional story. The construction worker is based on a real construction worker, though, and he is absolutely stunning and sexy.*** ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ CORRUPTION CHAPTER ONE I’d broken up with my boyfriend three months ago and the sexual tension had been building up for some time. I’d never been good at going without, but following the messy breakup, it seemed right to take a break. Still, I felt like I was going to explode! Luckily I had a day off and decided that the best thing for me was to spend some time at the adult book store, hopefully taking some loads. It was a great, sunny day, so I walked the few blocks there. Just around the corner from the ABS there was some massive construction going on in the street so it occurred to me the book store might be dead, but as I was already almost there so I decided to check the place out. Before I rounded the corner one of the construction guys caught my eye. He was gorgeous, to say the least: lean, muscled, and tanned from all of the time he spends outdoors. And he stared at me for a second, his eyes piercing me in such an intense way that I couldn’t tell what he was thinking - good or bad. I’ve honestly never experienced anything like it before. Those eyes. It’s not so much the color because, to be honest, he was too far away for me to determine the color of his eyes, but I could clearly appreciate the intensity of his gaze. It was unbelievable. And hypnotic. I almost couldn’t look away. I gave him a little grin right before I turned the corner, although I have no idea why. This guy had ‘straight guy’ written all over him. Not only that, but with his good looks, he was also probably a total dick. So why did I feel like I had done a little flirting there? I shrugged it off as just being so fucking horny I would have let anyone bang me at that point. Just as I thought, the book store was not busy. But there were a couple of guys in there. For the next twenty minutes I was involved in some three-way sucking, kissing and petting, but nothing went beyond that. This was not what I needed today. I needed an intense exchange. I hadn’t thought about it, but when I had arrived it was just before noon, so as the lunch hour struck, the place got a little busier. I opted to get my ass into a booth and hope for the best. Just as I was ducking into my booth I got this tingling feeling on the back of my neck, and I looked down the hall to spot that beautiful construction hunk standing there. There were other guys milling around, clearly drooling over him, but he seemed to focus on me. Now I was sure of that. I stepped into my booth, closed the door -but not all the way. I left it open just enough for him to see that it was open. I started up a movie, stripped my pants off and waited to see what would happen. Seconds later the door began to open. He peeked in, rather timid for someone who ought to be oozing confidence. That’s how I knew that he had never done anything like this before. I couldn’t help but wonder what had made him come in now. As soon as I saw him I dropped to my knees, the floor still wet with someone else’s cum, but I didn’t care. My eyes didn’t come off of him as he stepped in and locked the door behind himself. Not one word was spoken. He stood before me, opened his pants and fished out his semi-hard cock, and pointed it right at me. I wasted no time and went right for it. Figuring that I was his first guy, I wanted to make this good. Better than any bitch he’s ever wasted his time with - like his wife. Yeah, that ring didn’t escape my attention. Technically, I suppose, he could have be married to a man, but I was 99% sure such wasn’t the case. Anyway, I started at the head, licking gently, making him feel really good, and then started to take inch after inch into my mouth, letting him enjoy the progress of pleasure. It’s amazing how you can watch a man unravel a little as you begin with a tiny pleasure and let it grow to more and more. I noticed him jump a little in surprise and I wondered if I’d scraped him with my teeth, but when I looked up his eyes were fixed on the glory hole behind me. Glancing over my shoulder I saw that someone had slid his large dick through, obviously hoping to get in on some of the action. Again, not a word was spoken. He just lifted his chin, motioning me in the direction of that other cock. He wanted to see me go down on that big meat. I slurped and sucked it for a couple of minutes while my construction god stood there fisting his hard meat. After a couple of minutes he wanted my attention again and pulled me off that other dick and onto his. I was getting into sucking him to the point that I was forgetting everything else going on around me. He grabbed my shoulders after a few minutes and began shifting me so that he could lean against the opposite wall while my ass was facing the glory hole. Still, without saying a word, he shoved me back, guiding my ass down onto that big cock that was still sticking through the hole. My ass was HUNGRY so I immediately gobbled that shit up inside my ass, quickly sinking balls-deep in one long steady shove. The construction worker audibly growled in his throat, clearly impressed I could accommodate the cock as readily as I had. Watching me get fucked clearly turned him on as he got more frantic with his lunges, driving his cock to the back of my throat again and again. His hands returned to me, this time grabbing hold of my ears, quite painfully actually, and guided me up and down to meet his urgent thrusts. By some miracle, both he and the anonymous fucker unloaded in me at the exact same time. For his part, he was shockingly silent as he blew, only breathing heavily through his nose, almost like a bull. What a rush feeling my ass and mouth get flooded by hot spunk at the exact same time. His cum tasted absolutely delicious, and that’s not always the case, so I reveled in it. He didn’t, however. As soon as his balls were done draining, he stepped back and stuffed his softening cock back into his pants. The cock up my ass was still there and he shoved me onto it more, and he leaned back and took a moment to catch his breath. “That was fucking awesome,” he said, his voice as sexy as the rest of him. Deep, a bit scratchy, all man. “You suck good dick.” “Thanks, your dick is awesome to suck. Anytime you want, buddy,” I offered, hoping he’d want to meet up again for some other lunch breaks. “Doubtful. We’re done this job in a day or two,” he sighed, keeping his eyes focused on my ass. The guy in my ass finally pulled out and I stood up straight to ease my back a little. I had barely stepped away from the hole when another cock popped through. I glanced over at my construction hunk. He responded by giving another nod towards the glory hole and grumbling g “Go on. Your faggot ass obviously wants it.” I could tell from the way he spoke, the tone, that he was a little disgusted with it all. Maybe with me for being so slutty. Typical straight guy thinking that gay men are freaky pigs. Well, I am a pig, but he doesn’t know me that well. Still, his slightly abusive attitude turned me on. He was a total Alpha Male and those are the types that turn me on most. He’ll tell me to do anything he wants and I will really have no choice but to do it. I sank my ass down onto the hard cock behind me, easily taking it all the way given that the big dick before him stretched me open and lubed me good. When I glanced up a moment later, he was flipping through something on his phone. Just before he slipped it into his pocket I snatched it out of his hand. Quickly I opened his contacts and added my first name, Christopher, followed by ‘xxx’ and my cell number. I handed the phone back to him and continued to bounce on the glory hole cock. “Call me any time you need to get off.” He cocked his eyebrow at me. “Anytime?” he asked skeptically. “Yup. Whenever you need those balls drained, I’m your guy.” I was speaking so self-assuredly, which was completely out of character for me. But it felt good and I didn’t want to pass up another chance to work that dick. It’s not that his cock was more impressive than others. It’s slightly above average, nice shape and thickness. But it’s more about him and his sexy attitude that I wanted more of. Maybe I was looking at him as a challenge? Plus I was hoping he might be into more the next time. Just then the man fucking me began to howl and moan loudly as his nuts exploded and emptied into me. “Fuckin’ pigs,” construction guy chuckled, shaking his head. “I gotta go. You sure you meant it when you said anytime?” he asked again. “Absolutely.” “Fuckin’ slut,” he said, through a mixture of a sneer and a smile. Clearly he did enjoy me and the idea of enjoying me again, but he just maybe didn’t think it was right. Clearly he was a married man, probably raised by those damned Catholics, too. Either way, as he stepped through the door, I hoped and prayed that he would call me sometime soon. And he did.

Outside the locked bedroom door, the crowd talked, sang and danced, the music blared, the drinks were being spilled on the apartment’s wall-to-wall carpet, and the mood was set for the late night rager to continue for hours. Inside the bedroom, two strangers kissed passionately grinding their hard, naked dicks against one another’s, arms wrapped around waists, and hands groping, exploring, squeezing. Their clothing lay in piles around the room, evidence of their passionate foreplay. Dicks had been sucked, asses fingered, armpits licked, nipples tweaked. And there they stood kissing, on the precipice of the final act. One of the strangers broke free of the embrace. He sat on the bed and opened a drawer to his bedside table. He withdrew bottles of lube and poppers, and he searched for a condom. He wrestled through the miscellany, but found no latex protection. “Shit.” He said. “I can’t find any rubbers.” He looked to the other man. “It’s ok with me if it’s ok with you,” the stranger replied, “I’m clean.” Innocently believing his body wasn’t hosting an ever-rising viral load and that his cum wasn’t venomous. The muscular 25-year-old sitting on the bed briefly contemplated what to do. His dick was raging hard and dripping pre-cum, and he needed to get fucked the Adonis before him. With either alcohol or passion dictating his actions, he laid back on his bed, resting his head on his pillow and spreading his legs wide. His hard dick lay on his tight abs and his bubble butt was inviting entry. He gave a cocky smile at the approving gaze he received and raked his fingers through his blond and buzzed head with one hand and stroked his fat dick with the other. The bass of speakers outside pounded. The other stranger, who just turned 30, climbed onto the bed and kneeled between his junior’s thick thighs. His seven-inch dick was raging hard and his tingling balls needed release. He grabbed the lube and applied it to his throbbing dick. “Jack?!” A knock at the door. “We’re doing keg stands!” The younger stranger – Jack – yelled back “Give me 10 minutes!” Jack chuckled. “Sorry about that” he said to the other guy, who’s precummy, lubed, raw dickhead was now pressing against Jack’s puckered hole. “You want this?” He said with a devilish grin. “Yeah. Fuck me, dude.” Jack replied. The stranger guided his prick into Jack’s sphincter. It was a slow decent: the raw dick head plotting the cock’s course down the younger man’s guts, growing ever harder, expanding in the tight grip of the skin to skin contact. Jack reached for the poppers and inhaled. A euphoria overcame him, making the invasion less painful and more invited. He arched his back and spread his legs wider. The stranger was on his knees in between Jack’s spread legs when his bare dick bottomed out. He grabbed Jack’s ankles and placed them on his shoulders where he held them. “I’m all the way in.” He sat still with his cock bottomed out in Jack. His balls rested against Jack’s supple ass cheeks. Jack looked up at the strapping stranger and studied his muscular torso: he was a prize of a man, tan, beefy, sexy, with tattoos on the side of his chest. The stranger began to assault Jack’s hole. He pulled his dick three inches out and then slammed back in. He then retreated until only his prick’s wide mushroom head was inside, then slammed back in again. Over and over, he methodically pummeled Jack’s tight fuck chute. In. Out. Body crashing into body, over and over, like waves onto a shore. The crowd outside began singing along to a popular song, muffling the grunts of the strangers mating inside the bedroom. Jack lay there taking the wondrous fuck like a champ, milking the perfect cock with his hole. His glute muscles were clenched tight around the stranger’s wonderful dick. Jack was, of course, unaware that the raw tool was pillaging his ass, robbing him of his purity. He had blissfully opened his door to a thief, to whom he was handing his unblemished DNA forever. Jack’s dick, much like the stranger’s within him, was a faucet of precum. It glistened with his own juices. He stroked his cock with a firm grip and in rhythm with the stranger’s drum beat against his body. “I’m close. I’m gonna cum” The stranger barked as he pulled almost completely out and then slammed back inside. “You want my load?” There was no option, though: Jack needed this guy’s dick in him with every rub of his own fat cock until completion, even if that meant a load of stranger cum in his guts. “Fuck me. Don’t pull out.” Jack said as he stroked his own dick at an ever-increasing pace. The stranger’s hips moved quickly. In, out. Back, forth. Balls colliding. Skin slapping. Grunts escaping. “Oh fuck. Oh yeah. Oh fuck!!!” The stranger emitted. The stranger accidentally pulled out completely to the dismay of both men, who were in heat. “Oh fuck” he said as he grabbed his well-greased cock, realigned it with Jack’s newly abused hole, and slammed forward into Jack again. As the tip of his cock neared Jacks’ prostate, an explosion of toxic jizz erupted. “FUUUUCCCCKKK!!” The stranger said as his dick finally bottomed out again in Jack. Volley after volley of poz cum spurted deep inside Jack’s guts. Jack’s eyes rolled back as his final strokes brought forth a spray of his own cum up over his chest and onto his face and pillow. His body convulsed he emptied his neg load.. Infected cum lubricated Jack’s guts as the stranger began to pull out minutes later. The two sweaty strangers kissed and collapsed beside one another, unaware of the dark forces at work within their bodies.

Part 17 It was now time to start seeding this neg 18 year old and poz him as he was being paid to perform. Bam Bam let Charlie rock for a short time on his 9" poz cock as he readied the dumb kid for what he was eventually going to get, a huge load of charged jizz. Bam Bam hadn't cum in over 2 weeks as he prepared for his first job. Looking up at Charlie and seeing him lost in the pleasure he was feeling from having a cock finally inside him . Bam Bam knew the next step was crucial since part of his job, not only to poz the dumb kid, but to get him used t partying. He thrusted his cock up a little deeper eliciting a moan from Charlie as he asked him, "Are you ready to really get fucked? Charlie shook his head 'yes' while rocked slightly, with his eyes closed and mouth slithly hanging open. Bam Bam firmly slapped him across the face to bring him back to reality as he asked his soon to be poz cum pig the same question again, "ARE YOU READY TO REALLY GET FUCKED???" Charlie was now forced to verbalize his answer, "Oh yes, I need you to really fuck me. Give it all to me please?" Charlie had no idea what he was really asking for when Bam Bam pushed him off and told him to get on his back while he retrieved a few 'necessities'. When Bam Bam returned he quickly shoving the full length of his cock back inside Charlie right before he sprayed a rag with Maximum Impact and dropped it on Charlie's face so he could not see what was coming next. With Charlie's vision blocked and lost in the feeling of the G and T already in his system it was easy for a tourniquet to be placed on his arm and a pre-loaded (and previously used) rig slipped into a nice fat vein. With the expertise he had be taught, he quickly registered the familiar 'red' flash and emptied the slam into Charlie. As quickly as it was applied the tourniquet was removed and as Charlie began to vigorously cough causing the rag on his face to fall off as Bam Bam Administered his own slam before he began to start fucking the rushing teen beneath him. The slam he gave himself was enough to bring him to the verge of orgasm and allowing him to power fuck the teen he abused his formerly virgin hole. Bam Bam worked himself closer and closer to delivering his first poz load with good, long powerful strokes. Charlie was now moaning as he felt nothing but the pleasure his hole was giving him. A puzzled expression appeared on Charlie's face reaching down to discover he had a very soft Tina dick. Bam Bam told him, "Your soft cock give away your true being. I knew the moment I saw you that you were nothing more then a bottom bitch! I knew you'd be taking my cock and any man's cock you were offered, After we're done, I'm sure you'll go out an search for more cocks to fuck you." Bam Bam punctuated his words by long dicking the teen, completely pulling his dick out before slamming it back inside. As the teen ;s rush continued he quickly gave up on stroking himself and moved to feel the 9" rod working his hungry ass. It seemed the drugs weren't completely clouding the boy's head when he realized that he was being fucked bareback. The expression on his face seemed to be conflicted between enjoying the sensation he was feeling from the skin on skin fuck and knowing that he should ask for a condom. Charlie questioned Bam Bam's raw cock in his ass as he slowly gave into the raw fuck he was receiving. He was bluntly told, "You never asked for a condom when you willingly sat your ass down on my bare dick and I not stopping until I breed you" staring directly into Charlies eyes. He then added, "I can see the wheels spinning in your drugged up head, part of you screaming to fuck safe and the other part wanting as much of my raw cock as you can get Slowly you're giving into the pleasure of feeling nothing between us, knowing that soon you'll be not just asking for my raw cock, but for my load." The suggestions that were now filling his head along with the sensation of the are back fuck were definitely winning out as he shook his head yes between moans asked for it harder and faster. As Bam Bam was approaching his impending orgasm and depositing a massive poz load he began to continue his efforts in moving the teen closer to accepting being bred. "Yeah, I can see it in your eyes now. You're liking getting fucked bareback, no your loving it raw. I bet you want me to breed you, shoot my big load deep inside you. Bring you helping you finally realize that you are now nothing more then a cum dump to be fucked and seeded by any man who wants that sweet, ass of yours." Bam Bam totally controlled the kid's mind as he began a quick, rapid fuck that he knew was going to cause his balls to fire a huge load. Charlie started to ask for Bam Bam's load as Bam Bam continued to prime the pump. Bam Bam asked, "You want my charged load bitch?" Charlie practically screamed, "YES! YES! BREED ME! PLEASE BREED ME!" As Bam Bam/s cock began to thicken he then instructed his new cum dump, "Ask me to breed you and charge your ass and I will fuck my charged load into your ass." Charlie was totally lost on what he was being asked to say and without any idea of what he was truly asking for he yelled out, "FUCKING CHARGE MY ASS!" Bam Bam could no longer hold back and with the kids plea he slammed balls deep past the kids deep ring and unloaded what was probably the biggest load of cum he had ever fired while peering into Charlie's soul. Charlie felt the cock inside him spasm as he was being filled. The entire experience had Bam Bam turned on more then he thought possible as he began to make short jabs with his still hard cock deep inside Charlie. He had expected to go soft but found himself ready to work on a second load. This fuck took a lot longer then the first allowing Bam Bam to not only work the load already deep inside the boy into the battered walls of his colon, but to cause some minor damage that would allow the bug to seep into the teen's system. Charlie took 7 loads from Bam Bam, the first 3 before his cock ever left Charlie's ass and they took little break. Charlie started to gratitude for being shown his true nature as he sipped his G laced drink. He wanted more of what he was already given so far that night. Bam Bam told him if he wanted more of what he was already given he needed to finish his (G laced) drink and start to suck his cock hard so that he could fuck him again. Charlie downed his drink and quickly took Bam Bam soft cock into his mouth as the G worked into his system and Bam Bam retrieved another slam. This time he didn't hide the fact he was administering another slam as he let Charlie know about the drugs he had already been given. With the G fogging his brain he willingly accepted the slam as he was fucked some more.

*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."

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?"

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.

Fucking amazing dirty twisted and toxic. Love it. Really hope we may get a continuation of the story as the virus takes over its new host and Jack gives into his new life

Clothes were stripped off and thrown aside even before we all were in the motel room door. I even think a shirt or two were left outside on the sidewalk by the door. I was naked and bent over, reaching back spreading my cheeks wide apart. Peter bent over to my left and did the same. “Oh fuck look at those fuck holes” the driver said. “Yeah, sloppy hole is chasing the big” “Oh fuck, he came to the right city” “Yeah, paying me for two loads in each” “Fucking hot” “Yeah dumped one in the sloppy hole, it’s this one’s turn now” The escort lined up his hard cock and rammed it into Peter. He lifted up on his tip toes, only to be pushed back down my the escort’s hand on his lower back. He didn’t wait for Peter to get use to his cock, immediately starting to pull out and slam in deep. The driver pushed his cock head against my hole, easily sliding in with all the cum on and in my fuck hole. He slid in balls deep, then pulled out. “Fuck, my cock is coated with cum” “That’s fucking hot” the escort said. I could hear a slurping sound coming from my ass as the stranger fucked my hole. “Got a hot toxic load for my hole, fucker” I asked “High viral load, no meds” he said. “Pass that strain on, make it the one that converts me” “Dude, you’re still a virus virgin” “Yeah, been filled with lethal loads” “Shit, you got a death wish” the escort added to our dirty talk. “Want to make sure I sero-convert after this adventure” I said. “Twisted” Both tops started to fuck out holes harder and harder. The room filled with the sounds of hot raw man to man sex. Flesh slapping, grunting man sex. I started to push back, meeting the stranger as he pushed in, causing a louder slapping sound. I could only image what the people in the next room could hear. I imagined a man, naked on the bed, slowly stroking and huffing poppers as he listened to us fuck. My cock was hard and bouncing as the stranger pounded my fuck hole. Peter’s head was down and was moaning as the escort fucked him. My load was being churned and pounded in deeper and deeper into his guts. “Won’t last much longer” the stranger said as he thrusted harder and faster into my hole. “Same, then we switch” the escort said. They both started to pump our holes faster and harder. My sloppy hole was noisy as fuck as his cock pumped in and out. The slipperiness of his cum covered cock just added to my pleasure as well as his. Peter had his head on the bed, eyes closed and a look of sheer pleasure on his face. Each thrust from the escort pushed his head into the mattress. “Gonna cum” the stranger said “Breed him, infect him” the escort replied. The stranger pulled his cock out and started to stroke it, head aimed right at my cummy hole. His jacking sounded just like his cock fucking me, wet and slick. I heard him grunt a few time and then felt his fist shot of cum hit my hole. “Push it back in” the escort said. The stranger rammed his cumming cock back into my hole, driving in deep. His cock emptied his load deep into my cum filled hole. “Oh fuck that’s hot” the escort said, “gonna make me shoot” “Don’t pull out just shoot” Peter said The escort grabbed his hips and rammed his cock in hard, yelling a long grunt. “Fuckin’ take my loud you bitch” Peter was getting his first poz load, recharging his strain. His cock was hard hanging between his thighs. “He chasing too?” the stranger asked. “Nope,” I said, “a recharge” Slowly each top pulled out their spent cocks. Time to switch bottoms and do it again.

Dad’s Basement Part Thirty Seven Dad was up and out of bed before I even woke. I found him sitting naked in the kitchen drinking his morning joe. “Need some cream for that” I asked him. “I’m good, black is better” “I heard that too” I said, “we need to try” “Already called Doc, he wants to see you at one, don’t worry I will take you” “Okay, but I think I’m okay. Seriously” “You’re still going” “Okay, I’ll go, may get the answers I need” “Answers?” “It’s best you don’t know right now” I said walking away. I wanted a shower and Dad’s was the best in the house. I turned on a few heads to warm the room up and stepped under the hot water. It felt good running down my body, warming me as it traveled down. I grabbed the soap and started to wash my smooth skin, moving the soap around and sliding it up my crack. It stung a little as the soapy water ran across my hole. Taking a deep breath I slowly massaged my puffy hole, then slid my finger in. My hole felt like it was on fire, but that sensation quickly subsided. I worked my finger in and out of my hole. My cock responded to the stimulation of my hole, growing hard under the hot water. “Nothing gets Daddy hard, then watching my sexy boy finger fucking his pussy” I spread my feet wider and bent over, sliding another finger into my hole. No shame putting a show on for Dad. “That’s it son, finger that pussy” “Your cock would feel better Dad. Got to make sure there is a load for Doc to discover” “Why don’t you slip your boy dick up Daddy’s hairy cunt” As Dad walked to the shower, I pulled my fingers from my ass, expecting to see blood but they were clean. I grabbed the soap and started to lather up my cock. Dad backed up to me and bent over. “Fuck me son” he said. I lined up my hole and rammed in. He pushed back and I popped in. I pushed in driving deep. Dad tried to pull off my cock, but I grabbed him and pulled back. “Damn son, take it easy on your old man” “Shut up and take it bitch” I said getting more aggressive with him. I started to pull out, then ram into his hole. Dad took some deep breathes as I rough fucked his hole. I could feel my balls swinging as I pumped his hairy hole. I was grunting loudly as I rammed my cock into his hole. Dad had braced himself by putting both hands on the tile wall in front of him. His clock was swinging back and forth between his legs. I was fucking his ass hard and fast, jack rabbiting his hole. “Not going to last much longer bitch” I said smacking his hairy ass. I pushed in hard and shot. My cum load felt huge. My cock twitched at least a dozen times. I collapsed onto Dad’s back, breathing heavy. “Shit Dad, I needed that” “Feels like you flooded my hole” “It was a big load, haven’t shot that big in a long time” “But what was with calling me a bitch” “Payback” I said laughing. “Guess I deserved it” “Let’s clean up and head to Doc’s place” I pulled out of his hole and we soaped each other up, teasing one another. We stayed in the shower longer than we should have and had to rush to get dressed and head over to Doc’s. I had never been there before. Once in the driveway, Dad pointed to a set of stairs on the right of the garage door. They went down to the basement. My cock grew in my shorts, thinking about our basement and wondering if his was like ours. Dad slapped my shoulder, bringing me out of my fantasy and telling me it was time to get out and head in.

? STOP OVER THINKING ABOUT THIS INVITATION. Either you really want to GO or DON'T. Whenever I have someone who doesn't go with the flow of thing's. They always are the problem. Chose yourself what's BEST for YOU! Outside options aren't valid because this is your invitation to having a wonderful time. Most HOST'S make an effort to make sure ALL OPTIONS are provided for. Especially if they do this by invitations ONLY. IT'S COMPLETELY THEIR OPINION that YOU'LL fit into their fantasy's. ENJOY! ?

When I was 14 we had a family outing at Longacres horse racing track in the Seattle area. (I pretty much knew my orientation was gay by that age, although my only experience had been playing doctor at age 8 or 9 with a neighbor.) My first time taking a pee at Longacres, I discovered that older men (ages 40 and up) would stand at the trough urinal with their cocks out trying to pee while leaning forward slightly so they could write notes on the Daily Racing Form. The guy standing next to me happened to be black, and my eyes must have bugged out because I had never seen such a big floppy cock. I made several visits to the bathroom that day and would always try to stand next to the black guys.

For me, there is only ONE reason to suck cock..... That reason, get that meaty tube hard enough to make sure my ass is gonna be treated right. Do not get me wrong, I enjoy taking a cock orally and I do relish swallowing should the guy blast his cum down my throat. Further, I have pretty good skills as a cocksucker and some of my fuck buds always ask for a blowjob. But the greatest enjoyment I have ever had sucking dick seems pale when contrasted to getting cock in my ass. Even when the tables are turned and I am in a mood to top, I feel the same. Yeah, a little bit of a guy slobbing my knob is nice, but if I am gonna go to the effort of getting a raging hard-on, the cum is gonna go in his ass, not down his throat. Getting raw fucked in the ass is what a true fag lives for.

In theory, this sounds like it could be a hot, fun-filled weekend, but it could also end up being a not so hot experience. I'm a little bit too much of a control freak to allow what happens to me over a 72 hour window of time to be left to chance. As mentioned earlier, I'd have an exit strategy (Uber, taxi to train station etc). I'd also try to prepare myself for the possible scenarios that could arise such as: 1) other bottoms getting most of the action, 2) tops I'm not attracted to, 3) drug use that makes me uneasy, 4) risk of STDs (I still think we as barebackers underestimate how risky group sex is), 5) wanting to eat but pressure to keep the runway clear, 6) being around people that annoy me, 7) potentially not having wifi (LOL), 8) no cell phone service, 9) no television, 10) uncomfortable bed) and try to work my way through how I'd deal with those situations. They better not be making the bottoms cook and serve meals! Ha! Maybe I'm overanalysing this, but why does everyone have to share the cost equally? Aren't the hosts benefiting from this way more than you? They are presumably not going to invite guys they are not attracted to. They decide who sleeps in which room. And they know they can fuck all the bottoms, but you as a bottom don't know that you will be fucked by all the tops. And what if the tops start fucking the versatile tops? I think sexual energy-wise, it would be hotter if guys were going and coming. Or the bottoms and the tops were blindfolded for a block of time. Anyway, I digress. It probably won't be the hottest thing you'll ever experience in your life. It won't be a total disaster either. And you'll never know if you don't try. So I probably would go if I were in your shoes.

On Saturday night I went to the ABS on campus here in Champaign. I was hoping to get a few loads in me but it was dead. I figured that as long as I was there, I went ahead and stripped out of my clothes in one of the gloryhole booths. I was watching some twink porn and I lubed up my hole just in case someone might come in. I was taking some hits with my poppers when I noticed a nice cock sticking out the hole. I started sucking him and I then grabbed some lube and lubed him up. I took a really big hit on my poppers and turned around and stuck him into me. He wasted no time in slamming me for all he was worth. He fucked me real good. He drilled me for about 5 minutes and I heard him grunt. I felt his cock spasm 5 times as I started to feel warm in my ass. He pulled out and I put in my plug to keep the load in place. After 20 minuets nobody else came in. I got dressed and as I was leaving the booth, he told me “thanks! I really needed that!” OMG he was so cute! I told him “Anytime you need to get off, here is my number.” Praying that he calls!

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.

Part 16 As the new semester started Matt had stetted into one of Steve's spare bedrooms. Bam Bam & Robbie were moved into the one bedroom apartment Matt once occupied. The studio was left vacant for the time being. With the addition of Robbie who was Steve's first 'willing' worker. Matt already had him booked to work some special parties. The one thing none of them knew was Robbie's dancing abilities as he quickly became know as a stripper (which made a good cover for when he went out to service men). Shortly after the weekend Robbie spent on campus, Bam Bam was already getting action as a potent gifter. His first gig was for a single father who wanted his 'queer fag of a son' pozzed on his 18th birthday. The details were clear, he was to use what ever methods necessary to accomplish the job. Matt, with the help of James, taught Bam Bam everything he needed to know on how to administer a booty bump to an unsuspecting bottom, prepare and administer a slam, the importance of GHB and how best to dose (so that he intended does not get too much). Bam Bam was a quick study and was ready for the job earlier then expected. The set up was for the kids 18th birthday dinner where Bam Bam would make contact his target. He was able to get some G added to the kid's drink and with the right moves, hoped to take him to a local hotel. There was help from the kid's father as the night progressed, The father played it up as Bam Bam flirted with his target by urging him to talk to Bam Bam. The kid was a little reluctant, apparently not enough G in his drink. The opening came when on Que excused himself and headed to the bathroom. Bam Bam wasted no time and approached and wished the kid a 'Happy Birthday!' As the conversation continued the kid finish his drink allowing all the G to get into his system. Bam Bam asked if the kid was enjoying himself to which the lid admitted it was ok. Bam Bam when in for the 'kill' asking the newly 18 year old if he'd like to celebrate his birthday with a lonely, out of town visitor. The kids eyes lit up at the offer and with some urging, the kid left a note for his dad and the two walked out. Getting into Bam Bam's car (which Steve supplied as part of his work), Bam Bam gave the kid a birthday kiss on the cheek before they sped off for Bam Bam's hotel. After parking the car and heading inside the room. Bam Bam offered to make the kid a drink, asking if he would like a rum and coke (of course with the G in his system he was not going to get any alcohol, but more G), as Charlie had a seat on a love seat that was in the room. As each had his own drink, Bam Bam finally asked the kids name. Bam Bam introduced himself as Lucas before asking the kid for his name. The replied, "Charles, Jr, but most people call me Charlie." They chatted about consequential, mundane topics as the G slowly took affect on the intended victim. Bam Bam began to put the moves on the kid as the effects of the G became self evident. First he placed his hand on Charlie's thigh as he began to kiss him. Then slowly he moved his hand higher up the kid's thigh and closer to his slightly noticeable cock. Charlie showed a slight hesitation to Bam Bam advancements even with the G already consumed.. He took this opportunity to attempt to get the open up asking him about his sexual experience to which Charlie admitted that the only experience he had had was jerking off while watching porn. This gave an opening for Bam Bam. With his laptop already connected to the TV he asked if he could put some porn on the TV for them to watch. Charlie jumped at the idea since he only had a couple, short video clips on his phone. Once the porn started playing it was easy to get Charlie to finish his drink (and the remaining G). The videos being played were a mix of home made by Steve with some commercial porn. Bam Bam assured the 18 year old that he was going to be gentle as he showed charlie the time of his life, adding, "We won't do anything you don't want to do, I promise." He knew full well that with the G (and soon to be T) in the boy's system along with Bam Bam pushing the right buttons, the kid would do anything Bam Bam wanted. The porn had the kid memorized and increased his horniness. Bam Bam resumed exploring the kids body with his hands and soon was kissing the kid full on the lips. He easily slipped his tongue into Charlie's mouth as his hand moved over a hard cock. Charlie moaned slightly as his cock was ever so slightly squeezed. Charlie really liked the porn and asked if there was anyway he could get a copy. Bam Bam flashed a devilish smile and answer that he intended to leave a copy for the teen. Before Charlie knew it he was slowly being undressed. His shirt found its way to the floor as his belt was loosened and the button on his cargo shorts was unfastened. Bam Bam had the kid stand up allowing his jeans to fall to the floor leaving him in a pair of bright blue 2xist, low rise briefs. As charlie sat back down on the love seat as Bam Bam quickly removed his own shirt. They resumed kissing as now Charlie let his hand roam over Bam Bam's body, quickly finding his belt already unfastened to which he unbuttoned Bam Bam's khaki's and the two stood up allowing the slacks to fall to the ground as Bam Bam guided he prey to the bed. Once at the beds edge he pushed the teen onto the bed where he landed on his back. This gave an opportunity to remove his briefs. The G was in full effect as Charlie made to attempt to protest as he lay there now naked, looking up at Bam Bam now wearing a nice pair of black Andrew Christian boxer briefs that really accentuated the size of his growing cock. While looking down at the innocent looking teen beneath him, Bam Bam hooked his thumbs in the waist band of his boxer briefs and slid them down before climbing on the bed to resume kissing Charlie. The now naked two-some kept exploring until Bam Bam made a move to give Charlie his first blow job. He took the kids (nearly) 7", hard cock into his mouth down the the root as Charlie let out an 'Oh my GOD!' The blow job had its intended effect on Charlie, but had to be stopped quickly as Bam Bam could sense the kid would cum real soon if he continued. He made his move, to the disappointment of Charlie at first. But when he pushed the teen's legs back and began to give him his first out-n-out rim job, the moans returned. The kid needed to be shown that his hole was to be the center of all his pleasure as was directed by the man paying for Bam Bam's work, the kid's father. What was not know to that point was that his father intended to turn his son into his private cum dump while sharing him with his friends and maybe whoring him out for drugs. This position gave Bam Bam the opportunity to booty pump the unsuspecting teen as he started to prepare the kids hole for his 9" death stick. As Charlie was lost in the sensations he was experiencing for the first time Bam Bam used the porn to distract the kid as a video showing a young, 18 year old Lucas being fucked by Matt. Bam Bam drew Charlies attention to the video and saying, if your lucky, "Maybe that will be you tonight.? Between the G in him, the physical sensation of being rimmed and visually watching a teen kid like him getting fucked had his mind distracted enough to allow Bam Bam to slip a spit lubed (Bam Bam's preferred lubrication) finger inside where nothing had ever been before. He made sure to hit the kid's prostate sending a shock wave through the kids body. Charlie watched as the twink in the video was getting fucked. As he watched he realized he did not see a condom on the top (Matt) and asked about this fact. While alternating between eating the kids virgin ass, and slipping a finger (or two) inside he let his prey know "This is a bareback video. I'm guessing the little clips you watched had the top wearing a condom?" With his eyes still occupied by the porn on the TV, Charlie slowly shook his head 'yes as Bam Bam took this opportunity to slip a shard of Tina inside hos hole along with a third finger. Charlie complained for a moment about a slight burning in his ass as Bam Bam worked the shard in as deep as he could telling the teen, "Relax sexy boy, I'm just working to open up this tight hole of yours so I can give you my birthday gift" This would have Charlie thinking that any burn he would feel from Tina being shoved into his hole was just Bam Bam loosening him for his steel, meat, spike. After a third decent shard of Tina was deep inside Charlie, Bam Bam got on the bed next to the teen and had him lay on top so he could work on getting his 9" death stick hard while Charlies hole was finalized for penetration. He urged Charlie that if he wanted his cock inside his hole, he'd have to get it as slick as he could. As Bam Bam continued to rim, finger and booty bump Charlie, he also coached him in the art of sucking cock. When he had added a fifth a final shard of Tina, he took his free hand to the back of Charlie's had and helped him work down his cock until his cock was 2/3 the way in the teen's mouth and poised at the back of his throat. Although this was the first cock Charlie had ever sucked he knew from the mini porno clips he had watched that it was important to be able to get the other guy's cock in as far as possible. Bam Bam told him to breath through his nose and on the next down stroke his only thought should be to relax and breath his cock. He should concentrate on the pleasure he was receiving from the cock in his mouth and the pleasure he would bring when it slides into he throat. With that said, when Charlie worked down the 9" shaft when he reached the point where the cock was right at the entrance to his throat, Bam Bam applied enough force to the back of his head he only had one choice as to what to do next (whether he was ready or not), that cock was going down he throat. He did his best to follow what he was told, concentrating on the pleasure he was giving as the cock seemed to grow hard inside his throat and pushing a little further into his throat. Bam Bam didn't hold him there long and soon Charlie was allowed to pull back so he could grab a breath of air while still getting his ass eaten. He moved down again with a determination to deep throat this cock on his own. Again, there was the hand on the back of his head as the cock slid into he throat before he stopped still a good inch from his goal as a little pressure was applied allowing about half and inch more to slide in before the hand let up and Charlie repeated getting a quick breath before quickly plunging back down the full length of Bam Bam's cock this time feeling his pubes in his chin as he continue to work the last little bit inside with the hand on the back of his head nearly resting on his head. Bam Bam felt a sense of accomplishment since Charlie proceeded to work all of his 9", dripping, rock hard cock completely in he throat 3 more times as a sixth and final shard of meth was shoved inside with 3 fingers as Bam Bam made sure to massage the prostate. Charlie stroked Bam Bam's slicked up cock and only had one thing to say,"FUCK ME!" It very clear that both the G and T had taken effect in the birthday boy. Although this plea was noticed, it was ignored as the attention given to his aching prostate and hole continued and intensified. Now the virgin asked again, but with more pleading in his voice, "PLEASE FUCK ME! FUCK ME LIKE A BITCH!" Charlie was asked, "Are you sure you are ready and can handle this fucking you?" Charlie shook his head yes and added, "If I can take this in my throat in my throat, I'm sure I can get it in my ass." The kid was ready for his birthday present, a present that would last the rest of his life. Bam Bam had Charlie stand up and straddle him before lowering his ass right over his throbbing, dripping, spit slicked cock. Suddenly Charlie felt the tip at the entrance to virgin territory as Bam Bam guided him down. When the pressure was sufficient the tip of Bam Bam's cock slipped inside as Charlie could only say,"OH FUCK!" Bam Bam helped to steady the teen who had just started to impale himself onto his cock. Slowly Charlie slid down until he was just over 3/4 the way down as the tip was now at the deep internal ring. Bam Bam grabbed popper (that were planed to be close at hand) and instructed the impaled teen on their use while he held him firmly by the hips holding him in place. After a half dozen good hits in each nostril Charlie was told to recap the poppers, take some deep breaths, relax and let gravity do the work. As Charlie was taking those deep breaths it was like a switch was thrown as the last reaming part of Bam Bam's cock disappeared inside him.

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.

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…

I had been drinking way too much the night I met Michael. I recently moved to Baltimore to attend college and be free of the small town I had grown up in and begin to explore my hidden gay side. There was a gay group on campus, which I started attending to meet others like myself. Chris, one of the older students, quickly became a mentor to me. He even managed to help me get a fake ID which allowed me to get into the local gay dance clubs and to buy booze at liquor stores near the University. Chris and I never engaged in sex though, since we were neither one another’s type, I am a twink and he’s more a bear, but that was all cool. He showed me where I could go on campus for some anonymous male on male action. Which consisted mainly of blow jobs, since I was trying to be safe. He also introduced me to the Hippo dance club. The Hippo club was the main gay dance club in Baltimore, and the place to be seen in the community. I tried to date a few people I’d met there, but it never seemed to go very far. I did finally surrender my virginity to a young jock-like guy I met at the Hippo, who worked as a waiter at the gay bar/restaurant across from the club, but I made sure he used protection. We lasted all of a month, before he moved on to another conquest. I hurt at first, but Chris explained here in the big city twinks were a dime a dozen and I should just have fun, until I finally met Mr. Right. So as a result, I followed my mentor’s advice and began just hooking up with guys I had met at Central Station or from the Hippo. Being young, 5’4” and barely a hundred and ten pounds soaking wet, and naturally smooth with a shaggy head of light mousey-brown hair, I found myself popular. I allowed myself to experiment with diverse types of guys, jocks, twinks, professionals, and a couple of daddies, always making sure we used protection. Only once, did I almost have unprotected sex, a lacrosse player from my school started to push in me, when I asked if he was wearing a rubber. He told me no, it was better without one. I made him stop and wrap up, I could tell he wasn’t happy about it, but he did put one on. He made sure to pound the hell out of me, to let me know how unhappy he was wearing one. Afterwards he pushed me naked into the hall of the dorm and tossed my clothes to me telling when I wanted to fuck like a real man to come back and he would breed me like a proper slut. Needless to say, I crossed him off my list of sex partners. One night in October, while I was hanging out with some of my new gay friends at the Hippo, I overheard them debating about going to 1722 after the Hippo. I had overheard a few people talking about 1722 during the couple of months I had been coming to the Hippo, but didn’t know what it was. They informed me 1722 was an afterhours club for people who didn’t want to stop partying after the clubs and bars closed. Discovering I had never been to the club, they decided to take me. 1722 was a BYOB, but they told me if I tipped the bartender I shouldn’t have a problem getting something to drink. Once the Hippo closed for the night, we stopped by Matt’s, a friend from the Hippo who I had slept with once, to get some vodka from his apartment before walking to the club. Since it was an unusually hot fall night I took off my sweaty long-sleeved shirt as we headed towards the club. We shared the liquor, taking swings from bottle in the brown bag. I certainly wasn’t feeling any pain by the time we arrived at the club. A huge bear of man took our cover-charge and let us in. The place looked like a complete dive, but had an amazing sound-system. The dance floor was the first thing you saw, all sorts of people were there. Straights, gays, bisexuals, and trannies all having fun making out and dancing, not a care in the world. My friends led me to the back to drop off their booze and get some mixed drinks. Once we got our drinks we head down to the dance floor. In no time, we’re all dancing up a storm and having a blast. As time went by my friends began to slowly disappear, until I was all alone on the dancefloor having fun. I excused myself from the hot older couple I was dancing with to use the bathroom and get another drink. Dancing is hard, hot work. After pissing, I headed to get another drink. I was standing in line a cute, tall, thin blond smiled at me, before walking over to me and handing me a shot of something dark. I smiled back and tossed the nasty tasting stuff back like the practiced drinker I was becoming. I stepped out of line to thank him when he leaned in asking, “Top or bottom?” “Bottom,” I answered back blushing a little at his direct approach. “Good, let’s go,” he smiled back at me taking my hand and pulling me out the back of the club. Outside I got my first good look at him in the street light of the back-parking lot. He was blond, good-looking, wraith-like, and tall like I like. His skin-tight tee-shirt which didn’t even reach the top of his low-hanging tight jeans, said SPIT ON IT. The long thick bulge snaking down his pants leg told me how much he wanted me. “I have friends back there in the club, they’ll be worried about me,” I said looking back at the back entrance once we were outside and heading around to the front of the building. “I need to let them know where I am. They are my ride back to school.” “The last one left about a half an hour ago with a big daddy type,” he smirked at me, before pushing me against the building and kissing the shit out of me. It was such a hot kiss I didn’t even mind the feel of the hard, gritty, brick wall against my bare, sweaty back. Pulling back from the kiss he said, “I’ve been watching you most of the evening, you’re one sexy lil’ fucker,” he said reaching out to twist, then pinch my nipples. He quickly discovered my sensitive nipples were hard-wired to my six-and-half-inch dick. “Yeah, we’re going to have a lot of fun,” he smirked pulling me away from the brick wall and popped my jeans button open before sliding one of his hands down the back of my jeans and past my underwear to tap my tight hole with one of his long fingers, causing me to moan loudly. He pulled his hand out and smelled his finger. “Oh, we’re definitely gonna have a lot of fun,” he smiled back at me. In my drunken state, I had surrendered myself to this unknown dominate man, who couldn’t be too much older than I was. He pulled out a pack of Marlboro Reds, extracting a fat rolled up cigarette along with a lighter. As we walked towards his apartment in Mt. Vernon, he lit the strange cigarette inhaling deeply before holding it and exhaling. “Here have, a toke, its good-stuff, I don’t do ragweed,” he said smiling at me. “I don’t smoke cigarettes,” I said starting to hand it back to him, which prompted a laugh. “Baby, it’s not a cigarette,” leaning in he whispered, “It’s WEED,” he continued wrapping his arm around my sweaty, shirtless frame. “I don’t, well I’ve never smoked pot before,” I admitted to the handsome blond leading me to his apartment. “Oh baby, I’ve got so much to show and teach you,” he smiled using the one hand wrapped around me to pinch my nipple. “Go on babe, just inhale and try to hold it in your lungs as long as you can, it’s okay if you cough,” he informed me putting the joint to my lips. I inhaled my first toke of weed ever on St. Paul street in full view of anyone who wanted to see, but in the early still dark dawn hours there was no one about to see. I coughed like all first timers, but my new friend pulled out a small rectangular green bottle from his back pocket, and had me take another shot of something called Jägermeister, before taking several more hits as we reached a tight alley way between a row of townhouses. He guided me down the dark alley to a basement entrance. First unlocking the outer gate and then door, before pushing me in and down a couple steps to a small living room and kitchen area. A small torch lamp dimly lit the room. On the coffee table, there was a large glass bong and a tray of more weed, along with a long glass pipe with a small bowl and a large bubble behind it and a long-curved stem. “Have a seat and get comfortable, while I grab us a couple of Gatorades,” he said pulling off his tee shirt and tossing it on a chair across the room, and kicking off his shoes. I sat down on the couch and tried to focus on what was going on. I had never been this fucked up in my life and I was enjoying it. My host returned holding a couple of open bottles of Gatorade with the rest of his clothes tossed over his arm. He set the bottles down before tossing all his clothes on the chair with his shirt. “I said you should make yourself comfortable he said handing me my drink. I couldn’t take my eyes off his thick, uncut, hard, dripping eight-plus inch cock hanging right in front of me from his shaved crotch. He definitely would be the biggest I had ever taken. Next thing I knew he had dropped down to his knees between my legs and was unzipping my jeans. “up,” was all he said pulling first my jeans along with my underwear and socks off. He gathered up my clothes and shoes tossing them over with his clothes. “You won’t be needing those for a while,” he smirked at me. “Very nice,” he said sitting down and grabbing the long-curved pipe. He opened a small box and selected a small white rock. “Watch how it’s done,” he smiled at me. I watched as he passed the heavy lighter slowly back and forth until the small bulb began to fill with thick white smoke. He inhaled deeply, holding it for what seemed like ages before exhaling. He turned to me and began to build up more smoke in the chamber, before telling me to start inhaling until he either told me to stop or I couldn’t take anymore. I cleared the chamber twice before he set the pipe down and handed me a blue-diamond shaped pill followed by a green smiley-faced one. I didn’t even think to ask what they were until I swallowed them. “Those are fuck vitamins,” he chuckled, refilling the pipe, then handing it to me. “This is fuck smoke,” he smiled at me, before keeping me smoking it until the white rock was gone. I never felt more alive and energized, and horny. I stared openly at his magnificent, leaking uncut cock. “See it’s already working,” he chuckled, using a thumb to force down his cock. “Suck it, baby, I know you want to, so give it some love,” he said reaching out and pulling me down between his spread legs. “Show me how much you want my stinger up your sweet boy cunt, Then, maybe I’ll give you what you need,” he grinned, grabbing a handful of my hair, and pulling me to his waiting cock. I’d never been dominated or controlled in my short sex life, and I’d never been more turned on than I could have ever imagined. Anything he wanted me to do I would hasten to obey, wanting his approval and his cock. I stuck out my tongue and began to worship his dripping cock. Slowly licking and slurping the large plum-like gland that was beginning to stick out from its hood. I used my tongue all over and under his cock trying to show him how much I wanted his cock. After a while he grabbed my hair yanking hard enough to force me to open my mouth, at which point he shoved his dick in my mouth. “Now suck it properly,” he said beginning to face fuck me, forcing more and more of his cock in my throat. In no time, he was trying to force it down my throat. “Just breath through your nose and just relax your throat babe, you’re making me feel really good, and soon I’ll be ready to make you feel even better with my fuck-stick,” he grinned at me as I looked up at him. I started to pull off to say something when I noticed he was filming me with his smartphone. “Don’t worry babe, it’s all good, everyone isn’t gonna see you being a proper lil’ slut boy, just me and maybe a couple of friends,” he chuckled forcing his cock all the way down my throat to his musky, sweaty, shaved crotch. “Show my nuts some lov’n babe,” he commanded me yanking me by my hair off his cock and down on his shaved, smooth balls. I did, as commanded, I showed those cum-filled balls all the love I had shown his cock, and he loved it, sliding down on the coach so to expose his hole to me. All he did was point with his chin and I began to work my way down to his hole. I’ve enjoyed getting rimmed, but I never really cared to perform it, but here I now was doing it because I was told to and I couldn’t get enough of his hole. The sweaty, musky, manly odor drove me insane. By the sounds he was making I was doing a wonderful job, which made me proud I could please him like that with my mouth. “Break time babe,” he panted at me, yanking my head out of his ass. “Yeah, you like that don’t you baby?” He asked me, I licked my lips and nodded yes. “Fuck smoke break, babe,” he smiled at me. “Yeah, you’re just a lil’ chem, fuck boy, cumslut aren’t you babe.” Again, without thinking nodded yes, he had me and knew it. “Is this your first time being a lil’ chem piggy?” I didn’t know what to say, but yes. I had never felt this good or had this much fun during sex. “Oh sweetie, you’re going to have the best time today,” he smiled at me handing the glass pipe again and big lighter. “Blow some clouds babe, you need to get nice and tweaked for our play time.” In the meantime, he got up and went over to his laptop and fooled around with it before turning on his TV. Suddenly porn began playing on the TV from the laptop. “I thought you might like something to get you into the mood,” he chuckled taking the pipe from me and taking a big hit, before returning it to me. I was really flying by this time, and hornier than I have been in my life. There was a growing itch in my hole, and the amateur porn we were now watching wasn’t helping things. Some twink, who looked barely eighteen, was taking a pounding like a well-practiced whore in someone’s bedroom. “Time babe to get you ready for a ride,” he smirked at me, twisting me around so he had access to my ass, while I could keep watching the porn playing on his TV. I dropped my head to the couch cushion and started to moan, as his talented tongue first began licking and then began probing my insides making me moan. One or two of the guys I’d been with previously had rimmed me, but nothing like this. He certainly knew what he was doing and I had no complaints. Before I knew it, he had switched from rimming me to fingering my hole. The warming lube he used to finger me seemed a little warmer than I was used to, because it burned at first, before morphing into the most incredible pleasure. I can’t remember when I ever felt that desperate to get fucked before, but between my moaning I began to beg for his cock. “One more thing I need to do to prime your lil’ boy puss before we get started,” he chuckled. Next thing I felt was a rough, small object pushed in my ass and a burning sensation. “SHIT THAT HURTS,” I gasped, feeling him rub it all around my colon. A brief time later, the pain began to morph as the warming lube had done before, leaving me with an itch, which became a desire, which became a need. I soon found myself pushing back to get more of his finger, no fingers inside me. I moaned and begged for more. “Yeah babe, you’ve got a nice hungry cunt now,” he chuckled smacking my ass hard, which caused me to moan. “Yeah babe, you want it, now don’t you?” He asked as he scooted up on the couch closer to my ass and began to tease me with his large dripping gland. He would push slightly against it, just hard enough to make me push back against it in an attempt to get him to fuck me. I wanted his dick in the worse way. “Please fuck me, I NEED IT!” I begged him, as I began to lose my mind, needing his dick in the worse way. “You sure you want it?” he asked teasingly, knowing I was his to do as he wanted. “YES! PLEASE! OH GOD! PLEASE FUCK ME!” I begged this man, who I realized I had never even gotten his name, to fuck me. I didn’t care what his name even was, so long as he fucked me with his beautiful cock. He slid two fingers back into my hungry hole, as he leaned down to my ear and whispered, “I’m going to fuck you so good.” He continued teasing my ear, and leaving me panting with need and lust, “Then I’m going to pump my first load in a week, inside your hot pussy and breed you like the bitch you are,” he said tweaking me sensitive, hard nipples, making me buck back against him. “But…but…I…only…use…rubbers, I’m…clean,” I panted as he continued revving me up beyond anything I been before in my life. “Not anymore,” he chuckled, thrusting forward hard, impaling me on half his raw cock. I had barely begun to process what he said to me when, he pulled out to the ridge of his gland, before thrusting forward and burying his cock completely in my ass. “OH GOD!” I moaned in pleasure, having never experienced anything like what was now happening to me. His cock seemed to slide effortlessly in and out of me as he began to long dick me from the start. Fucking had never felt like this with rubbers. “See babe, I knew you would like it raw,” he chuckled pulling completely out before slapping my ass cheeks hard, and then slamming all the way back in and then repeated his action several more times. I couldn’t form any words, drool flowed from my mouth as he pounded me like a porn star slut. All that mattered to me was he continued to fuck me. My mind knew I wasn’t having safe sex, but I couldn’t care, this felt better than anything I had ever felt before. I now understood why the lax player had been pissed at me. I could feel every inch and bump and vein on his cock and it was amazing. “Yeah slut, you like it raw, now don’t you?” All I could do was nod, only grunts and moans were all I could make. Suddenly he pulled completely out, before grabbing my legs and flipping me on my back. I looked up into his grinning face, and whimpered in need to have his cock inside me again. Pushing my legs back towards my ears, he mounted me again causing me to moan as I resumed my place as his fuck toy. “Shit babe, I love turning you college boys into sluts for raw cock and cum,” he smirked, as sweat glistened on both of us. I loved the feeling and sounds of his shaved balls slapping against my hairless ass. He leaned down and bit first one then the other of my hard nipples, driving me to even greater heights of lust and pleasure. “FU…CK…ME…YE…S…HAR…D…ER!” I managed to finally force out of my throat. He began to thrash fuck me, pulling completely out before slamming balls deep back inside me. “TAKE…MY…DIRTY…SEED!” He panted repeatedly rabbit fucking me. “SHIT! YES!!! TAKE…IT…ALL!!!!” He shouted as I felt him swell, and begin to pulse, as he ground against me. I could feel each and every shot of his jizz, coat my insides. “You’re…mine…forever,” he panted leaning down to kiss me for the first time. “Not bad, for round one,” he chuckled pulling out of me with a wet pop. I lay on the couch panting hard, as I felt some of his semen began to leak out of me. I had not yet climaxed, but precum from my dick coated my stomach and chest. I couldn’t help but grin at the man who had just bred me for the first time in my life. “You look so fuck’n hot babe,” he smirked at me. “Nothing hotter than a sexy fucking twink freshly bred and waiting to be bred again and again,” he smiled at me taking a couple of pictures with his smartphone. Note- I hope you like this new story, I kind of lost my motivation for first story on here.

One of the precepts of social protocol at the Baths is that it’s best NOT ask about Status. Yes, you may be asked to put on a Condom, but rarely will you be asked if you're POZ or NEG. It's generally assumed, erroneously so, that POZ guys will either seek out other POZ guys or do without. Case in point: I invited two hot Latino Boys to my room. They were Lovers, and had never done a three-way before. We started off sixty-nining, and the older one whispered that he'd love to see me fuck his BF. The BF in question was maybe five years younger, early twenties, slender, and really cute. I was all about tagging his Ass, so I mounted the Cunt. Just as I was about to slide in, he said, "Wait! Put on a Condom!" I tried to hide my vexation, and thought I could start with a Condom and slip it off later. But once I had the Rubber in place, the Kid changed his mind, and wouldn't let me fuck him at all. Frustrated, I made myself clear. "OK. I'm gonna to lie back and close my eyes. Either one of you climbs on my Dick, or there’s the door." The Older One eased his Cunt down on my rubber-coated Shaft. Though the Latex cut the sensation, he made a valiant effort, rocking back and forth on my Rod, as his nervous Lover looked on. While the Kid was distracted unscrewing his Poppers, the Boyfriend slipped off the Condom and pressed it into my palm. NOW THAT WAS MORE LIKE IT! I could feel his slimey Pussy milkin' my Death Stick. He whispered in my ear, "Bareback is Better!" and he didn’t know how right he was. We switched positions so that I was on Top fucking him Doggy style, and he leaned forward and whispered to his young Paramour that it was cool cause we were doing safe sex. The Youngster was getting fucked up on his Poppers, so he was slow to react when I pulled out of his Lover and plunged into him. Between his high from the Poppers and the exhortations of his Lover, he was more amenable to getting fucked than before. He made a few futile attempts to see if I was still sheathed; but his quick-witted Lover arrested his hand, assuring him I was okay. It didn't take long for the older Dude to shoot all over us, and my own Balls were tingling. I didn't let on as I began to spasm and spurt, so the Youth didn't have a clue I was breeding his Ass. To top it all off, I made a great show of toying with the discarded Rubber, like I was rolling it off. As they left, the Senior blew me a kiss. In response I ran my hand over his departing Butt. My lone regret was that I had only one LOAD to share between the two of them, and I hadn't bred the Elder, too.

Took the frist one from a thick cocked top from Growlr. Came to my hotel in Charelston, WV. Silver bear type. HOtel locks down aftwr 11 pm so met him at the door and let him in. 6'6, 200# tenting shorts, no shoes and a tshirt. We get in the elevator andhe takes out his cock and tells me to suck which i do. we get to my floor and get in the room and his tongue is down my thorat. he fingers my ass then strips and lets me suck his cock, His eyes lit up when i asked if he wanted to be inside me. He fucked me for 45 minutes and jetted two loads in my ass. Took the dildo on the night stand and corked me with his load in my ass. Another guy on Growlr was telling me about a sleazy arcade in Charleston. Found it leaving town Saturday morning. Hooked up with hot 20 something army stud through a glory hole. swallowed his load.

I've had some I could barely get in my mouth. but they always fit in my ass! I LOVE hearing a guy gasp when I take him all the way to the balls and he tells me, how long it's been since he's been able to fuck someone! I usually tell him to call me whenever he wants it. My hole has no size restrictions!

I fucked my sub in the back of his car in a parking lot at 7 PM. I was horny and unloaded quickly inside him but for a few minutes people in the strip mall were able to see me fucking him (his head was buried in the seat, but i was pretty visible). When i was done using him i made him clean my cock with his mouth and made him swallow my piss. All in less than 5 minutes

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.

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.

The first two guys arrived and poked their heads into the dungeon room to check me out. I just smiled at them and then they left to get high I guess as they returned a little later with masks on. The older of these two hairy guys came over to the sling and started rubbing my hairy chest all over while forcing his tongue in my mouth raping my throat as he started to twist and pull my nips harder and harder as his partner was between my raised legs in the sling fingering my hole with meth dust. My ass started to burn as he continued to fuck my ass with his fingers. It felt so good! This all continued for some time until he unbelted his pants and stepped out of them. Then I felt it and jerked in the sling as the older guy put his hand hard across my mouth while I watched the younger guy strap my ass with his belt over and over until my bruised and battered ass was beat red. The hand across my mouth was released and the pipe brought to my lips to smoke the newly packed bowl. The younger guy appraised his work on my ass and stepped forward to insert his dripping hard cock in my ass to fuck me. He reached forward in the sling as I thought he was going to kiss me but instead started slapping my face with his hands, spitting on my face, and calling me names as he continued to fuck me til he came inside me first with cum followed quickly by piss. A few more slaps to my ass as his older partner took over fucking deep while continuing to work my nips until he added his loaf to his partners. I closed my eyes, relaxed and when I opened them they were both gone as I hung in the sling.... more to cum...

I had taken the day off work and was feeling horny. I cleaned out and went on Grindr for some raw action. One guy that had wanted to breed me was looking and hosting. I drove to his place about 20 mins away. White guy, mid 20s, scruffy. I hit the poppers and he went right inside me. Smaller cock but still didn’t care, I’m there for the cum. Fucked me quick and dumped a load inside me. I headed out and hopped back on Grindr. Drove to a part of Detroit that is more gay (Ferndale, if anyone is from Detroit). Found plenty of tops but people were being flaky. Found a top in his 50s, undetectable. Went to his place and he ate out my ass knowing I had already taken a load. I saw he was wearing a wedding ring....probably to another man. We shared my poppers and he fucked me full of his load. He came pretty quick but I didn’t care. Tried to get a third load but the next guy didn’t have enough time for me to come over. Oh well. Two new guys to add to my list....?

Think u def. made right decision to go...keep us posted how u got on. Think that 4/5 tops to 1 bottom is about the right ratio. That's why I'm not a big fan of gangbangs with just 1 bottom. Too much of a wait at times. I also like to go from hole to hole to decide who gets my load. Think this is true for most tops! Have fun!

Fantastic story ... so happy you finished telling it and that it continued to have a happy ending!

I would say do it...people will be there to fuck and if u r one of few bottoms it will mean u will get used quite a bit. Men r not going to stick to one hole the entire weekend. Unless u have trouble getting fucked I would do it.the idea that the bottoms r available 24/7 is also a huge turn on for me as a top.i would not think too much about it and just do it. The thing is that u will be seen as ahole to fuck and breed when tops want to unload. The only thing that puts me off is the drug use situation....I never do drugs besides poppers.

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Part 14 Matt further explained what to expect with the cough, fast breathing and quickening heart beat as he slid the needle into a fat vein, registered the familiar red swirl and pushed the plunger down. As Robbie's coughing fit began to subside he had to blink his eyes as he saw his naked friend emerge from the shadows and quickly shove his rock hard cock balls deep inside him. Bam Bam was the first to deliver a charged load deep inside Robbie's neg ass, but he wouldn' be the last as the crowd from out by the pool began to filter into the basement play room. Most of the local dealers, a number of the campus gay boys and a few friends from not too far away were invited to join in on Robbies' pozzing. It was very apparent by Robbie's reaction that he was thoroughly enjoying himself as Bam Bam worked his cock in and out his formerly virgin hole. The G and T were rewiring Robbie's brain to accept (not only what was happening to him, but) his true self that was drawn out for all to see and him to feel. Bam Bam leaned in to kiss his totally spun friend as he delivered his first load. Bam Bam continued to work his cock in Robbie's freshly seeded hole trying to work his toxic load into the bruised walls of his ass. Bam Bam moved to Robbie's head to get his cock cleaned as Matt quickly moved in between Robbie's leg slamming his own hard cock balls deep inside Robbie's hole preventing any of the load already inside to leak out. Robbie simply moaned in pleasure as his hole became the center of his world. One by one each man there deposited a load (some deposited more) inside Robbie's hole to the point where cum began to 'squish' out as Robbie was getting fucked. Matt made sure to keep Robbie well spun as he was used as a cum dump from Thursday night through Sunday morning. Bam Bam wanted Robbie to himself for the last two nights. Mat, along with help from James kept Robbie higher than GOD with slams of various amounts and different intervals. Matt began to notice a definite change in Robbie that got him thinking. Typically Steve had to trick the boys they turned into Tina whores so that they could make money off their high asses. Matt had asked Steve if he'd ever employ a willing boy to which he quickly answered, "Abso-fucking-lutely!!!!" Matt was starting to wonder if he had found that boy in Robbie. Sunday was fast upon them with Robbie still a little spun there was only Matt, Bam Bam and James left when Andre checked in with Matt in order to collect his fee for the security service before he was going to head out when he saw a now naked Robbie. As he was chatting with Matt he kept his eyes locked on the slim, petite cum dump as he instinctively rubbed his hardening cock, Matt observed Andre's reaction to the sight before him and knew exactly what it was going to take to get Andre to breed Robbie. Matt asked Andre to wait while he retrieved his fee for the evening as Bam Bam and James helped Robbie out of the sling and over the couch to allow him to rest a bit before leaving. Matt retrieved some a few articles of clothing from its storage location, walked over to Robbie and slipped a skirt, gril's training bra and a tank top on the tired youth before rejoining Andre. Matt knew that although Andre liked to fuck a nice piece of white ass, he knew if that Andre was more likely to fuck that piece of white ass if it was dressed as Robbie was now. Matt whispered to James to have a nice slam prepared before rejoining Andre handing him a nice wad of cash. Andre suffed the cash in his pocket as his other hand began to unfasten his belt. Matt got Robbie on all fours as James approached with the slam to administer to Robbie. By this point Andre's pants were on the floor as he approached Robbie whole stroking his dripping, BBC (which Matt knew to be over 10" and thick). As Robbie began to ride his latest rush, Andre came in behind him, positioned his dripping cock against Robbie well abused hole and grabbed Robbie's slim waist. With one brute thrust he had 3/4's of it buried inside Robbie's ass. What surprised everyone including Andre is the noise that came from Robbie. It was well known that any guy who has taken Andre's cock as Robbie had just done typically screamed in pain no mater how high. Robbie seemed to moan in pleasure as Andre began to work the remaining length of his cock inside Robbie high ass. The three friends watched as Andre pushed his cock deeper inside and surely pushing the remaining poz seed deeper into Robbie's body. Andre fucked like a porn star on Caverject, he easily could cum, remain hard, keep fucking and cum again. Andre fucked Robbie for a good 2 1/2 hours and depositing at least 6 loads before pulling his softening cock from Robbie's ass.

Great story so far ..... I want to learn if Tom and his friends were in John as he was drugged or if they get him the next day!

Damn, I am enjoying this! Please continue

You really don't give a fuck to know if you're poz or not. Awesome!

Part 10 I was awake most of the night, wondering if Danny knew that he was stealth and had toxic cum shoot up his hole and down his throat. I wondered if he would soon convert to being poz. The strange thing was that my cock grew rock hard thinking about what we had done. Too late to change anything. I got up early to prepare for “anything” and even left for work early. I was the first one in the office, hell I was so early that the floor lights were not even on. I went to my desk and started to work in the dim light that was available. “Damn you’re early” one of my co-workers said. “Yeah, I didn't finish a report on Friday for a meeting with the boss today,” I said, “was too lazy yesterday to come in and do it.” I worked until my meeting with my boss. Knocking on his office door I was a little nervous of the unknown. “Come” my boss’s voice said from behind the door. I entered and quickly moved to the chair and sat down. “Interesting day we had yesterday” he said. “Yes Sir,” I replied, “I was hard thinking about what we did to my neighbor.” He stood behind his desk, dropping his cock on it. His pants were unzipped and his horse meat and balls were hanging out. “Drop your pants and bend over the side of my desk,” he ordered. I didn't hesitate and followed his orders. My pants and underwear were around my ankles. He started stroking his cock causing it to grow. With he free hand, he pushed the speaker button on his phone, the dial tone killed the silence in the room. He dialed a number and the phone on the other end began to ring. As he waited for the other person to pick up, he moved behind me and slid into my hole. I moaned just as a voice started to speak through the phone. “Hey Jake, what's up?” the voice asked. “My monster dick and it's sliding up my whore’s ass,” my boss answered. “Yeah?” the voice asked. “I don't lie when it concerns my cock." I heard the faint sound of a zipper being pulled down and rustling of clothes coming through the speaker. “You have my attention, Jake,” the voice said. “Pulled your cock out, huh?” my boss asked. “In hand and stroking.” My boss started to pump in and out of my ass a bit faster. I moaned a bit in both pleasure and pain. “You up the ass of the employee that you infected?” asked the voice. “Yeah, he's my whore now,” my boss responded. "Oh, and by the way, we raped a Marine yesterday and stealthed his neighbor.” “Fuck man,” the voice replied approvingly. My boss undid his belt, opened his pants and let them drop to his ankles. I could feel bare skin hitting my ass. “When are you loaning me that whore” the voice asked. “When you want it?” my boss responded. “Having a party this weekend,” he said, “still don't have a party favor.” “He's yours,” my boss said, “but I get his Friday night from about 6:00 to about 10:00 PM." “Party will just be getting started about then,” the voice said. My boss started to speed up fucking my hole. I moaned more and more. “Vocal bitch, huh?” “Yeah but a cock deep in his throat will drown that out” my boss said. My boss was really pounding my hole now. I could hear the voice over the phone start to groan. My boss’s cock was now rock hard. “About to give him my poz load,” my boss said. “Fuck man dump that strain into him.” My boss grabbed my hips and really pounded my ass. I was sure that my co-workers could hear me getting fucked in the boss’s office. “Damn Jake, about to shoot,” the voice said, “wish it was up your hairy ass.” “Shoot it, Rick” my boss grunted. “I'm cumming” was the only thing I heard from the receiver as my boss slammed hard into my ass, his cock pulsing and twitching as it shot HIV deep into me. “Shooting up his ass,” my boss moaned. “Shot in my hand Jake, going to eat it.” “Fuck yeah,” my boss sighed with satisfaction as he pulled his cock from my ass, barking “Clean it” to me. I dropped to my knees and took his spent cock into my mouth and sucked it clean. “Balls back in your court Rick. Top that call.” “Might take a while” he replied, “later bud.” “Yeah got another assignment for the whore.” I continued to suck my boss’s softening cock. He worked my head back and forth on his cock for a few minutes. I kept his soft cock in my mouth as he gave me my instructions for my assignment. “Take the elevator to the fifteenth floor, after you exit turn left and head into the men's room. The floor should be empty, under renovations and no work today. In the men's room, go to the last stall, enter, but do not lock, remove your pants and underwear and bend over holding on to the toilet, ass towards the door and wait.” I nodded, his cock still in my mouth. “Get to work!” I left and head five floors up. It was eerie walking off the elevator to an empty floor. I found the men's room, pushing the door open, I discovered a dark room. It smelt of old piss. As I entered I felt for the light switch. I flipped it on, but that didn't help much. The room was barely lite. My eyes adjusted slowly. I carefully made my was to the last stall. The door creaked as I pushed it open. I walked through the door, as I unfastened my belt and pants, kicking off my shoes and brushed them aside as I listened carefully for any movement outside the men's room. I unzipped and then pushed my pants and underwear down, stepping out of them. I did a half-ass fold and tried to put them on my shoes. Bracing myself, I bet forward, pulled my shirt up, but found it would slide down, so I pulled it off and dropped it on the floor. There I stood bare ass naked except my socks. I could feel the cold tile floor through the socks. Chills traveled through my body. My mind seemed to be playing tricks on me, as I heard almost every quiet creak and groan of the building. I almost jumped as I heard the door to the men's room open slowly, then shut. I closed my eyes as footsteps moved through the men's room to my location. The footsteps stopped right outside the stall door, which creaked open as the unknown person pushed it inwards.

User activity and free functionality are the two critical factors. If not enough people are online near you, or at times when you are free to hook up, you're bound to experience more rejection and frustration. Meeting is a numbers game: the more men, the greater the chances of finding someone compatible. For this reason, Grindr wins hands-down. Despite being just the opposite of the stereotypical young white twink, I meet lots of people there (and whatever their profiles say, most do bareback!). I am willing to maintain a paid membership precisely because there is so much user activity. If it's not possible for free users to view reasonable numbers of profiles (Recon), really see private photos that have been unlocked (BBRTS, Growlr), or send reasonable numbers of messages, users eventually give up. One problem is not being aware of the limits of the free functionality. When people unlock their private photos in Growlr, I have to remind them that, as a free user, I can only see the first two. An app needs some paid users to sustain itself, but it must attract lots of free users to maintain a critical mass of activity. @rawTOP, two differentiating features to consider are a data privacy pledge and an open API. Despite the sensitivity of gay hookup activity, existing apps have terrible security and make no commitments about privacy. Messages should be encrypted end-to-end, readable only by the two users, not by the app provider. Location data, user activity data, and (even encrypted) messages should not be stored on servers after processing. Scruff has a blog post on adding a little randomness to proximity data, but more work is needed in that field. Gay sex is a capital crime in large parts of Africa and the Arab world. Even here in the US, we risk job loss, social ostracism, and, for some users, a break-up or a divorce, if the wrong people find out. Lastly, all current gay hookup apps are closed platforms. Someone reverse-engineered the Gay.com chat protocol and supported it in a universal chat program, but that is now long-forgotten. If you want lots of users and lots of activity, an open protocol is the way to go. Why not integrate directly with a secure messaging platform, such as Apple iMessage, Signal, or Wickr? (I'd include Whatsapp, but metadata -- who communicates with whom -- is now shared with Facebook, the new corporate parent.) Sorry for the long post, but I hope it's helpful!

As Jason stumbled towards the group of lockers in front of him he looked around the room to note some benches in the middle of the room and walls lined with old busted up lockers. The foyer outside had looked ok but inside this place seemed to tell a different story. His arse was still burning from being inspected by the big black bouncer and was slowly starting to itch. What he didnt know was that the large chunk of meth shoved deep into his guts was slowly dissolving warming through his system and making his virgin tight hole hungry. Jason slumped down onto the bench in the middle of the room and put his face in his hands trying to figure out what was going on. It was only an hour ago that he was dancing with his bird in a club and now here he was without his clothes in some random sauna having just been abused by the door staff. Wait had he been abused? None of this seemed to make sense and the more time he tried to figure stuff out the more blurred it was becoming. He snapped out of it and looked up through bleary eyes to the older gentleman in front of him. “I said are you ok there little lad? You're looking a little lost” The older man proffered out his hand and Jason took it and shook it. The hand was cold and clammy, but it had a tight skeletal grip as his eyes followed the slender purple veined and pot-marked arm up into the face of an guy who looked at least to be in his early 60s staring down with lust. Jason tried to form some words in his mouth but was feeling more and more spun out from the combination of alcohol and meth. “Sorry mate, yeah, erm, yeah I'm just trying to get my head together” “Not a problem son, lets get you sorted and get you into the steam room and help soften you up eh” said the older man as he sank down onto his bony knees and began untying Jason's trainers. He lifted each foot up and took off each shoe and then standing took Jason's feet and rolled him backwards till Jason was laid across the bench in the middle of the room as it began to spin. “Just your socks to take off now, just you relax and let your new friend Sid sort you out” said the older man as he took Jasons wallet shoes and socks and threw them into a locker not bothering to close the door. He turned back to see Jason still lying on his back feet outstretched and limp dick and balls hanging low. “Now that is a very nice sight, and would be rude not to have a quick taste” said Sid as he took his false teeth out, got back down on his knees and open his mouth and took Jason's flaccid cock to the hilt. Jason moaned at the sensation, not comprehending what was going on as Sid began to work the young lads shaved balls with one hand using his gums to tightly massage Jason's meat. There was little response as Jason was starting to slowly spin out. “Here kid this is what you need to freshen up. Let Sid sort you out yeah, just trust me”. Sid turned around and unlocked his own locker. Quickly pulling out a green pill and a little shot of some clear liquid. “A little something I have just in case” he said as he lifted Jason up off the bench and poured the drink down his throat in a forceful motion. “that should help you get all G'ed up for this place” he sniggered, more for his own benefit. He then took the green pill and placed it on his tongue. “Come here lad and give your daddy a big kiss”. Sid grabbed the back of Jason's head and with no resistance pulled him in close and pushed the pill into his mouth with a deep and sloppy french kiss. Jason was in no state of mind to comprehend what was happening as his mouth was being raped by this old mans tongue. Sid slobbered over his face, wiping spittle all over Jason's lips and tongue and sucking on his tongue. Finally to sign the kiss off, Sid drew back and gobbed into Jason's open mouth closed it with his hand and commanded him to swallow which Jason did. “Good lad, right come with daddy and lets go see his friends in the steam room” taking Jason by the hand and walking him out of the locker area, leaving all of his belongings behind including the towels. “you're not going to need them son. Everyone is going to want to see that ass of yours in action”. The door was opened to the steam room and Jason was pushed through and sat down on a cold clammy marbled bench. Jason's mind was frantically trying to make sense of what was going on but the combination of G, alcohol, meth and the viagra given to him was making his young body spin out of control. “Got a fresh one for us men” said Sid as shuffling bodies gathered around Jason on the bench. From through the steam hands began to grab as Jason, feeling his smooth body, tweaking his nipples running over his abs. A fat chubby finger found its way to his mouth and forced its way in moving in and out causing Jason to instinctively suckle. Hands groped and tugged on his dick and balls with murmurs of appreciation and lust. Without little warning, the chubby finger in Jason's mouth was withdrawn and grabbed the back of his head pulling him down into the owners crotch. His mouth was pulled open and a hard fat cock was shoved into his mouth and began thrusting in and out. “Look at this little whore” exclaimed the chubby older man “Not even here five minutes and already he's sucking on my dick” “Yeah and his whore cunt is just begging for this” said another voice through the steam as Jason felt a sharp stabbing motion at his ass. Having his head held down and his arse up, Jason could do little, even had he not been off his face, as the man behind him clamped his bony fingers into Jason's young hips and pressed this thin sharp cock slowly but forcefully into Jason's guts. Jason's scream was muffled around the dick in his mouth which just caused the fat man to moan louder with delight as the reverberation sent extra stimulus through his body. “Fuck this little whore is an expert sucker, you are hitting all the right spots clearly Glen” Glen was lost in his own mind enjoying the tight grip this lads hole had on his cock. It has been so long since he had gotten his poz cock in a tight hole. The only men who he could fuck now were other pigs like him with holes no longer tight but sloppy and loose after years of taking dirty loads. But now he was aglow in delight as he could feel this tight arse's grip pulling open his sores giving him a true hole to infect and breed. His balls grew tight up inside his body ready to pump their poison into this young dumb cunt and there was no way it was stopping now. With a bellow Glen released his load and pumped over and over again into Jason's hole. Deep inside coating those same torn walls that the bouncer had been digging his nail into earlier. He pulled out with a plop and spun Jason around. “Clean me up you dirty dick pig” he commanded, pushing his blooded and torn cock into Jason's mouth. Jason couldn't register what was going on, he could just feel the pain in his hole and the foul taste in his mouth as the short fat man behind him pushed his cock straight in and after a few short thrusts began dumping his own load in. All the while Glen was smearing his cock over Jason's tongue rubbing his torn sores over Jason's lips. “Next!” he said as he threw Jason's head aside and got up walking out the steam room. Taking only a short moment to watch as two other old men took their turns to spit roast the vulnerable lad in the thick steam. A pigs first fuck should be memorable, however Glen didn't know he had taken Jason's virginity and wouldn't care even if he did, and Jason. It would be lucky if Jason remembered a thing after this night was through.

Part 5 (Starting the Corruption Luke) Once Luke was able to get hard he was ready for the ladies of the building. Luke threw on some mesh basket ball shorts and a t-shirt before the two high neighbors went to look for them only to find a note on their door that they had to help a friend and woudn't be back until late on Sunday. Now a hard and very horny Luke was asking Matt if he knew any other girls that they could possible fuck. With the shorts Luke was wearing it was hard to hide his semi-erect cock. They head back to Luke's apartment where Luke's horniness won out as he asked Matt if he'd would suck his cock some more. With Luke laying on his bed Matt went to work again sucking his straight neighbors cock. Once he had it fully hard again and sufficiently slicked with his spit he quickly jumped up on the bed and impailed himslef on Luke's hard rod. The sudden change in sensation brought Luke out of what ever fantasy he was playing in his head as Matt began to ride him. Matt looked at Luke telling him, "If you're going to want to get off then I'm going to get off too in my own way." With that said Luke found himself lost in the warmth and tightness of Matt's muscular ass as the two began to work up a sweat. After Matt was sure Luke was getting into fucking him they rolled over so that Matt was now on his back while keeping Luke's cock firmly inside Matt's ass. In this new position Luke took up the responsibility and began to fuck Matt like he had fucked his girlfriend on so many weekends. Matt worked his ass like the expert bottom Steve had turned him into and soon had Luke ready to blow his load. At first Luke tried to pull out not wanting to cum inside his neighbor only to have Matt pull him in tight as he felt the straight boy's dick start to thicken. Luke gave into the sensation and in a short time later deposited his load inside Matt. With the Viagra in Luke's system he stayed hard as a rock as Matt continued to milk his cock eliciting a second round of getting his ass plowed by the soon to be Tina whore. This second time it took longer for Luke to shot. Matt enjoyed the fucking he was getting thinking how they could use Luke. There were clients that would love to have a boy looking like he was still in high school as they either fucked him or were fucked by him. When Luke finally graced Matt with his second load Matt made sure that Luke was fully aware of his actions. Luke was totally wiped after his second orgasm and the two neighbors laid there in Luke's bed naked as Luke attempted to comprehend what had happened between the two of the two of them over the past few hours. In a short time with Tina and Viagra in Luke's system he had let his neighbor and friend give him the best blow job he had ever had and tricked him into fucking him. Luke ad to admit that fucking Matt actually felt better then he had ever experienced when fucking his ex-girlfriend or either of the ladies that lived upstairs. Luke figured he chalk it up tothe Tina, leave it at that and try to forget what had happened. Luke was brought back to reality as Matt suggested that they check and see if the ladies were back yet. Luke grabbed a pair of board shorts as Matt ducked into his apartment to put on a piar of Andrew Christian square cut trunks that had their signature feature called 'Show it Tech' that enhanced his package. Luke meet Matt outside his apartment door, seeing how the trunks fit on Matt had to ask about them. Luke was told about the feature and said he would look into getting a pair of his own. Matt mentioned that he had several more and that Luke could borrow one. Luke followed Matt back into his apartment and picked out a nice red pair and after a little bit of instruction had them on with his semi-hard cock packed nicely in the pouch. The two then headed out to the pool knowing that if the ladies were back they'd be out there getting some sun. The only person out there was Steve as he was getting some sun. They could see the mid day sun high in the sky as the three men began to relax by the pool. Steve offered his tenants a drink. Matt kept Luke distracted while Steve mixed the drinks. Luke was getting Steve's special mixture of fruit punch laced with GHB and Tina that was just enough after 3 or 4 would render the straight boy very horny and probably give him a bad case of T-dick. While Steve made the drinks he invited the two to join him in smoking some Tina from the bubbler he had hidden under a towel. Luke was the first one to reach the pipe and began to blow a couple clouds before handing it off to Matt who blew a nice cloud of his own before handing the bubbler back to Luke. After Luke took a massive hit just as Steve returned with their drinks. Steve took the pipe from Luke, blew his cloud then handed it back to Luke. This went with Luke taking 2 big hits for every one that Steve and Matt took as they sipped their drinks. Both Steve and Matt were coaching Luke to take bigger hit of Tina and drink more of his drink. Sure enough as Luke was almost half way through his fourth glass he leaned over and quietly asked Matt if he'd like to go back to his apartment with him. Matt, knowing that the straight boy wasn't going to be able to get it up let his naighbor know that he had some interest in some another go with him by placing his hand on his shriveled up dick . Even with the show it tech feature it was very evident that Luke's dick was not going to work. Matt told Luke that he'd rather work on sucking him hard right there by the pool. At first Luke resisted, but with the G and T in his system it didn't take much before Matt was between his legs with straight boy's limp (and useless) dick in his mouth. Of course Matt didn't try very hard to get Luke's dick to respond and before Luke knew what was going on Matt had moved down to begin rimming straight boy's virgin hole as Luke lay there with his eyes shut. The sensation of having his hole rimmed for the first time had Luke puzzled but turned on. Between the G and T in his system his seances were heightened and his inhibitions lowered allowed Luke to let a deeo sounding moan escape through his lips. Then when Matt slipped a lubed finger into his hole that moan got louder. Steve sat and watched as Luke lay there impailed on Matt's single digit. Matt easily found the container of Tina Steve had hidden beneath the lounge chair that Luke was stretched out on as he pulled his single finger from Luke warm and inviting hole bringing a sign of disappointment from their intended corruption. Luke didn't have to wait long as Matt quickly stuck two of his lubed up fingers into the Tina container making sure to grabbed a nice size shard before slipping them back inside Luke's virgin chute. As Matt's fingers worked inside Luke deeper then the first time Matt began to streach and tear at his intended victims hole preparing him for his eventual first fuck. Luke was moaning again but fekt the slight burn as Matt worked the Tina into the fragile tisue lining of his ass. He knew from Steve's teaching that this would get the area more abraded and allow his toxic poz load to take hold as they corrupted the straight boy. Matt could feel Luke's home begin to relax and he added a third finger and started to lube his hard cock with his free hand. Luke still had his eyes shut with a cock that was still as soft as ever when Matt moved up placing straight boy's legs on his shoulders as he moved to mount neg boy's hole. Luke was stunned as he felt Matt's hard cock pushing at his hole bringing him back to reality with him opening his eyes to see Matt up on the lunge chair as his own ass seem to (instinctively) accept Matt's cock. A moan escaped through Luke's lips as his neighbor's hard cock breached his hole and quickly sank all the way inside

Love this story especially the pozing scenes & my cock hard and hole open to seeding whore boys.

Fucking hot story bro. Can't wait for the next chapter. Damn to be 18 years old again. I would be such a whore. Oh yea- I am a fucking whore.

????????? For awhile I wasn’t sure what was going on , I seemed to drift in and out, flashes of scenes came to me. I was unable to move and felt a sharp jab at my elbow and then a warm rush and I cough hard 5 times. Poz daddies voice was in my ear and his over sized cock was slow fucking me. My worn out hole feeling ever inch of his cock, the flared head popping in and out of my sloppy hole. Daddy held me up by my hair and one after another cock passed my lips, swallowing who know how much cum. I just wanted more and more. Then I felt for a bit and the air on my hole. I heard music and what sounded like a log of people milling about. Light, voices, sounds, sweat, swallowing spit, piss and cum anything that went in my mouth I swallow or sucked. I passed out at least 4 times always waking up to being used. Who knows how many cock came in me. Finally everything went black again and I entered into oblivion as another cock throbbed in my wrecked hole. Light streaming in my eyes woke me, I was warm…almost hot and laying in a soft bed……wait this is my bed……I went to move but a weight was holding me down, well not holding me I was just so weak I could really move. I started to wiggle and the weight shifted and pull me close. The arm around me was muscled and hairy. I flip over and looked into the face of my Daddy. Warmth spread though me and I snuggle into his chest and licked at his nipple. “Keep that up pup and you are gonna either be really sorry or really happy” I continued and a growl escaped from his lips as he flipped me on my back and pressed his lips to me. I looked into his black eyes, black hair and pale skin. Perfect black irish man, minus the usual myth. His lips pressed to mine and his cock pushed into me. I whimpered as his tool slide like a hot knife through butter but it hurt, hurt so much tears came to my eyes. Daddy looked down and nibbled my neck. His gruff voice whispered in my ear, DO you want me to stop, it said punctuating each word with a thrust. IN answer I pushed back on the cock. It was the worst and best fuck of my life. Poz Daddy kissed me hard as the latest load was deposited in my hole. I shuddered as my own cum, so tired it just leaked , out of my cock. His weight fell on me and he side and nuzzles my neck. In one swift move he was off me, swept me up and carried me into the master bathroom and sat me in the sink while he drew a bath. While waiting for it to fill we made out. His big tongue licking me . Once full he lead me to the tub and I winced at the hot water but oh it felt good. I got in followed by Daddy whose lap I then sat on. He caressed and washed my body paying special attention to my hole working 4 fingers in and making me moan. I sighed and melted into his arms. I grabbed the soap and lathered him up , washing him good and making sure he was well taken care of. I drifted back to sleep in the warm water waking only once to be lead back to bed and tucked in, Daddy’s arm once again around me my body pressed to his, our breathing matched

Friday cont.. I padded down stairs in a pair of workout short and opened the front door and was shocked. There was my wife, and a man and woman who I did not recognize at all. The 3 of them marched into the house brushing by me and my dazed look. I followed the group into the living room feeling slightly awkward as I had no underwear on and still smelled a bit of sex and sweat. My wife approached me and kissed me gently on the lips and greeted me, then lent in close to me ear and began whispering. My mind went cloudy and I realized why the voice on the phone sounded familiar. As she leaned away I nodded, and removed my short, walked over and laid with my knees on the floor and my chest on the ottoman. “Wow they really did a number on you and got results. I am impressed. “ she stated “ So long story short I am divorcing you, this is Michelle my soon to be wife, and this is Andre….but we will get to his role.” While she was talking Andre was removing his clothing. He was amazing. Dark tan skin and hairy all over. Looked Turkish or somewhere there about. It was when he dropped his pants and revealed an 8 inch soft uncut thick cock that I began to get hard. While I was distracted by this my wife had pulled papers from her pocket book and set them on the floor in front of me. I could feel Andre move around behind me and start licking my hole, his tongue was wide and it felt so good. My cock that had already sot started to get hard and a moan escaped my lips. “hehehe good boy, I knew your were gay from the moment I said ‘I do’, I just didn’t realise I was too. So this is how this works. These are the divorce papers. Very simple, I just want out. 50/50 split of finances and you can keep the house. Michelle is a lawyer and has a much nicer one anyways. So just sing here and here and we are al but done” While she was talking Andre moved his body up and had positioned his cock at my hole and started to push. All the training with buttplug and spit and what felt like a river of precum leaking off his cock allowed for an almost painless entry. I started to grunt as a pen was put in my hand and I looked down at the paper work. Andre was polite enough to slow down while I initialed and signed. “Good thanks, and I have one more gift of sorts for you, but we can do that after Andre finishes” With that Andre sped up his fucking ramming my ass and making me groan and squeal , I could feel his sweat running don and into my ass crack acting as a salty lube for his gigantic cock. Michele my wife….ex-wife’s soon to be wife was now taking a video form her phone of the event. Sweat was in my eyes and all I could do was to beg for Andre to fuck me harder and shoot that big load in my hole. He grabbed my hips and jack hammered away he finally grabbed my shoulder and slammed me so hard on his cock I felt him break past the second ring making me scream in pain as his cock grew ever bigger and pulsed in my ass. My first time having a cock in me and it was raw and breeding me, spilling a gallon of cum in my battered hole. “Perfect, let’s go” With that My ex and her girlfriend got up to leave, Andre pulled out with a slushing plop and wiped off on my short and joined them. I was left panting, my hand reached around to my battered hole and scooped up some of the cum leaking out, there was noticeable sign of blood, I brought it to my lips and cleaned my fingers, going back for more. I rubbed it all over my face and cock and jerked myself to a screaming orgasm shooting all over my body and face. And with that I passed out for a bit. I was awoken a bit later by my phone going off. The Ex had sent me the video Michelle sent. The first few seconds showed a pic of Andre from some escort magazine, then it faded to me. Panting and heaving in my living room. That camera panned around to Andre’s thrusting back starting at his shoulders and moving down and that is when I knew what my wife meant. On his back starting just below his shoulder blades was a giant bio hazard tattoo with a scorpion at each of the tree points. My mind whirl and I just passed out again not knowing what else to do….

Best story on here. I've re-read it at least three times. I'd love to find a group of team BB guys and have a slutty sexy boyfriend

:cloud: A simple cloud emoji was all it took. Within minutes of receiving that emoji, Scott canceled his plans for the evening, grabbed his travel slut-pack and headed to my place. Within minutes of sending that innocent little cloud emoji, we were passing the pipe, groping each other and ready to get fucked up and filthy. It's such a big turn on to watch another stud torching up the pipe - desperate for more of that meth in his body. The sun had begun to set and we moved out to my balcony since it was getting darker outside. Scott straddled me as soon as I sat down on the chair. He spit in his hand to spread his hole open a bit and slowly inched down my throbbing cock. What a fucking pig! Being outdoors must have gotten us horned for some public sex because as we began to plan our fuck agenda for the evening, we both were in a bathhouse, group-fucking kinda groove. It's always hard to predict the crowd when you're about to enter a bathhouse. We paid for a room and a locker and proceeded to the security door. As soon as we walked in it felt like it was going to be one of those good nights. We got things situated in our room and turned our porn channel to bareback. We'd rather watch mediocre bareback than really hot action that makes your dick go limp when you end up seeing a cum-stopper. We both stuck some shards of T up each other's asses and felt that sharp burn slowly melt into a fiery lust. Scott always sets out to score that first load quickly. The cum-gods tend to open the floodgates for us after that first load is deposited. The cruising looked promising....quite a variety to choose from. We immediately caught the attention of two muscular fuckers in ball caps but turned a corner to head toward the glory hole maze and lost them. Got my cock sucked for a bit and Scott scored a thick uncut tool to taste. It didn't take long to hear the moans and grunts of a stud about to explode ---- and load number 1 was deposited and immediately shared with my tongue. It gathered a bit of a crowd and before I knew it my cock was raw deep in a hairy bubble butt. A slick, cum-filled bubble butt. That's another turn-on trigger for me. We fucked for a while and he was hungry for my seed, but my tina-fueled nuts weren't going to be unloading any time soon. Told him I needed a piss break and would catch up with him later. On my way to the restroom I stumble across the ball cap bandits and they're even hotter than that first glimpse. I pegged them as boyfriends based on their body language and cruised them pretty hard - strategically slowing my walk so there would be no mistaking our room number. When I got in the room, the bareback porn had greatly improved and I watched it for a minute or two when there was a knock. Obviously assuming it was Scott, I just opened the door and kept my eyes on the tatted up muscle daddy breeding his frat boy on the screen. It wasn't Scott! It was one of the ball cap bandits. I dimmed the lights even further as he came in and immediately kissed him. We made out briefly but stopped so introductions could be made. His name was CJ and his boyfriend's name was Mark. And Mr. Mark was still over in the hot tub. CJ was supposedly headed to the bathroom but took a detour. I got the sense that Mark was a bit protective and I can't say that I'd blame him.....CJ was a fucking stud. He starting deep throating my cock and just like magnetic force, my fingers were drawn to his muscular ass. His hole was hot and tight and I couldn't wait to feel his insides! Sensing that he needed to return to his man waiting in the hot tub, he surprised when he asked for the lube bottle. I grabbed it from the bag and as I handed him the bottle, our tina pipe rolled slightly out of the bag and onto the countertop. I froze a bit in the awkwardness but the look on his face and in his eyes told me that he was very ok with what he'd just seen. I asked if they partied and he said that he had in the past but that he and Mark had only done molly together. My devious side took over and I grabbed the pipe and lighter to prepare for a hit. I told CJ I'd blow the smoke into my towel and there was no pressure on him to partake. He wanted it immediately, though and the entire situation was shaping up to be the perfect fuck-storm of lust and desire. We had passed the pipe twice and alternated sucking on each other's cock when the pipe wasn't up to our lips. CJ was beginning to feel very good. A knock-knock on the door caused us both to jump.......