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Part 5 - The Talk Once again, Mark was jolted awake by his phone. He got up and went into the bathroom and took a long piss. He washed his hands and face, trying to wake up. He grabbed the hookup phone and put it on the charger. He checked the time and it was 3:20. Time to leave. At the last second, Mark grabbed a packet of lube and put it in his jeans pocket. He was planning on taking Joey and his roommate out for a pizza and then hit a few bars after Joey and he had 'taken care of business'. Hopefully he could find someone for a bathroom fuck at one of the bars - he loved fucking straight guys in bars but he hadn’t done it since he got pozzed. Driving over to the apartment he had a knot in his stomach. He had rarely had serious discussions with his brother. He had always looked out for him and given him advice, but this was different. Hopefully it would go okay. He parked and walked up to the building he was in just an hour or so ago. Shaking his head he thought 'Sometimes life is really strange'. Walking up the staircase he found the apartment on the third floor and knocked. He heard someone coming closer and the door then was unlocked. The shock was immediate and the knot in his stomach got much bigger. It was the guy he fucked earlier. Both looked at each other in disbelief. Mark raised his finger to his mouth, telling the guy to stay quiet and got a nod from the guy's stunned face. “Hi I’m Joey’s brother Mark. Is he back from classes yet?” Mark stated, trying to be as calm as possible. “Oh… uh.. hi. Yeah, he’s just changing clothes right now. Come on in.” Mark went in to the apartment and glanced around. It reminded him of Joey’s room in high school but bigger and even messier. The smell of pot hung in the air and on the table in front of the couch were a couple pipes and a small bong. “Have a seat wherever. I’m Kyle, Joe’s roommate.” Mark put out his hand and shook Kyle’s hand like any straight guy would. Kyle still looked stunned and pale. Mark made a mental note to himself 'It’s no longer your kid brother Joey, he’s now Joe'. “Do you want a beer?” asked Kyle as he walked to the kitchen. “Sure, thanks” Mark said as he sat down. He heard the toilet flush and the sink run a bit and out came his brother into the living room. Mark got up and met his brother and hugged him, exclaiming "Damn, it's good to see you again, Joe.” The hug lasted longer than Joe expected and Mark’s firm grip on his brothers back surprised him. Mark had never been that affectionate before. “Good to see you, man," Joe answered as Mark finally stepped back and looked his brother over and smiled. Joe was about the same height as his roommate, maybe a bit taller and more muscular. He had his hair in a short wide mohawk and had a chinstrap beard. His ears were both pierced and plugged. The t-shirt he had on was form fitting and showed his body off. The jeans he had were ripped and he was barefoot. Yeah, he was no longer a kid and is becoming his own person, thought Mark. Joe was also checking his brother. “Nice ink, Dude. Does mom know?” Joe asked. Kyle passed out the beers and they all sat down - Kyle and Joe on the couch, Mark in the chair facing them. Kyle started to pack a bowl which caused Mark to chuckle. “So Mom and Dad are pissed at me, huh?” Joe started saying. Mark laughed but knew that Joe’s statement was pretty close to the truth. “Not pissed, just worried. Do you want to talk alone or….” “Nah, Kyle’s cool and knows everything anyway” Joe replied before Mark could finish his sentence. Mark took a breath and said “So, just between the three of us, what the fuck is going on?” At that point Kyle flicked the lighter and took a big hit and passed the pipe to Joe. Joe did the same and after he exhaled the pot smoke into the air looked at Mark. “Well, I got thrown off the team for failing a drug test.” “I didn’t think they threw you off for pot. Hell, most of the guys I knew on the teams were big pot smokers when I was here. Its not really a performance enhancing drug,” Mark commented, laughing at the last part and reaching for the pipe and lighter. Mark took a hit from the bowl and finished it off, enjoying the hit as he felt it spread through his body. Putting the pipe down, he looked at Joe waiting for the rest of the truth. The pause was uncomfortable and Mark added “So what’s the part you’re not telling? I’m not gonna yell at you, I just want to know and help if I can.” Mark looked at Joe, then Kyle and back to Joe. The silence was broken by Kyle, which surprised Mark. “Tell him Joe, tell him everything. I think he’ll be cool with it.” Mark looked at Kyle and nodded, seeing a different side of the guy he had fucked earlier. Joe started to protest and Kyle looked at him sternly and said “Tell HIM”. Joe glared at Kyle with a very pissed off look. After a few moments, Joe started “oh, fuck. Here it goes. Well, I was caught fucking a couple of the other guys on the team. Uh, more than once. And it wasn’t pot that I tested positive for, it was a bunch of other drugs.” There was a pause, but before Mark could say anything, Joe continued announcing “Yeah, I’m gay. Happy? Is that what you wanted to know? Surprised? Your supposedly straight jock little brother is a fag? Yeah, I like cock. I like ass. I like getting fucked and fucking guys. I like a whole lot of shit you probably would freak out about. And before you ask, yes. Kyle is my boyfriend." After he vented, Joe just broke down and started crying as Kyle held him close. Mark let Joe get it all out. He was sick that he had just caused his brother so much pain yet strangely turned on by finding out his brother was gay too. He always had thought his brother was sexy. What were the chances that both kids from uber-straight, homophobic parents would be gay. Mark needed to let Joe know it was okay and he might as well out himself since Kyle would do it sooner or later. “Joey… uh, Joe. It's okay. Gay, straight, trans… I don’t care. You are what you are and I’ll love you just the same.” Joe looked up and wiped the tears from his face “I’m sorry if I let you down, Mark.” With that comment, Mark almost got angry. “Let me down? Don’t let me ever hear you say something like that again. Being gay is not something to be ashamed of. Its a part of who you are just like being blonde or hairy or hung. Be proud. Enjoy the sex, the friendships that you make and meeting other gay people. We have enough of a problem being persecuted by homophobic assholes that we need to stick together and support each other.” Joe looked at Mark confused. 'Did he just say we’? Joe asked himself, only to decide to voice the question: “We?” Mark smiled back at Joe “Yeah, WE. Your big brother is a homo too. Capisce? Happy?” The three of them laughed at the last word. Joe responded “Fuck yeah, I’m happy! I’ve been dreading this day for almost 10 years. I never would have thought that it would work out this good.” “Well, don’t count on mom and dad taking it as well. It may just kill them if they find out both of their kids are queer” Mark said and they all laughed. Kyle got up and grabbed a six pack out of the fridge and handed a beer to each of them. Mark toasted Joe and Kyle “To being gay” and they clinked the bottles and took a big swig. For the next couple hours they drank and smoked, revealed some of their exploits and the times they were sure they were caught by each other or their parents. Joe and Mark hadn’t been this close or opened up to each other since they were in grade school. Mark ordered a pizza as the munchies took hold and when the delivery guy showed up they laughed since all three of them had fucked the guy. As the clock tipped past 10:00 PM they ran out of beer. Mark broke the news and said “Well, I was hoping we would go out to a bar tonight and relax after our ‘meeting.’ You guys interested? And thank god we don’t have to go to a straight bar.” “Fuck yeah!” Joe and Kyle answered in unison. Joe and Kyle changed their clothes and Joe said “I know a great place to go. Its only a few blocks from here.” “Great," Mark replied, adding "But I need to piss first,” as he walked to the bathroom. He left the door open and as he finished up and turned around he saw both guys at the doorway watching. “Too bad we couldn’t see the good stuff” said Joe. The guys walked over to the club and were joking and laughing the whole way. They stood in line for a bit and when they made it to the door, the bouncer asked “Who’s your daddy, Joe?” Mark laughed and then looked at the bouncer a bit closer and chuckled saying “Don’t take shit from Tony, Joe. He’s just a big teddy bear." The bouncer, who stood 6 foot 4 inches of solid muscle, stood up and stared down at Mark. A grin immediately followed as he exclaimed “Holy Fuck! Mark! It's great to see you bud. God I miss that cock”. Tony gave Mark a big bear hug and picked him up. The rest of the people in line had prepared for a fight and were relieved to see it was just old friends. Many were laughing about Tony wanting Mark’s cock. "It must be good" said one guy. Tony finally let Mark down and stamped all three of their hands, not collecting the cover charge. “I’ll see you in a bit Mark, when I get a break” said Tony as the three guys went into the club. The music was thumping and the floor was filled with guys dancing. Most were shirtless and some were almost naked with just a jockstrap or thong. Along one side was a large bar with some tables scattered around. They filtered through the crowd and it was obvious that Joe and Kyle knew a lot of the crowd - there were a few hugs and several asses slapped. They found a table that was empty and Mark headed to the bar. There were three bartenders working and he really liked their uniforms - a black jockstrap and a pair of Chucks. It displayed their sweaty bodies nicely and gave him something to lust over while he waited. Mark noticed that each of the bartenders had dollar bills stuck through the top strap, so he wasn’t sure if that was where they stored tips or if they danced too. He didn’t have to wait too long and one of the bartenders came over and yelled “whatcha need?” Mark gazed at the guy a bit too long, taking in his tight Latino body, six pack, smooth caramel skin with several prominent tattoos and a nipple ring. He had a bit of hair on his pecs and a thicker trail down to a sizable bulge in his jockstrap. There were glow sticks wrapped around his biceps showing off the muscle. His gaze was interrupted as the bartender yelled again “WHATCHA WANT?” Embarrassed, Mark yelled back “Three shots of Patron and three PBRs.” The bartender smiled, and gave him a wink and took off to get the drinks. Mark stared at his hot ass, perfectly framed by the jock’s leg straps, as he walked away and Mark felt his cock twitch. Soon the bartender was back with the drinks on a tray - three rocks glasses with a generous shot of tequila, three limes, a salt shaker and three tall cans of Pabst. The bartender yelled out “Thirty bucks, and I need the tray back right away.” Mark peeled off a 20 and two 10s handing 30 to the bartender and then reached over and stuffed the other 10 into the pouch of his jockstrap. Grabbing the tray, he carefully headed back to the table, dropping off the drinks. Mark never cared for the tequila ritual of salt and lime, so he just grabbed the glass as Joe and Kyle licked and salted their hand. “Salut” yelled Mark and they each downed their shots. Mark collected the glasses, salt shaker and spent limes and took them back to the bar and motioned to his sexy latin bartender that he had returned the tray and glasses. The bartender blew him a kiss and Mark blew one back and went back to the table. The table always seemed to have someone stopping by to say hi and he was introduced to many guys: Tim and Brandon, CJ and Nick and Stephanie and… ugh, he would never remember them all which was okay since he would likely never see them again. Joe and Kyle asked “How about we dance?” Mark, however, replied “You can. I’ll hold down the table,” and with that Joe and Kyle were off to the dance area. Mark watched them for a while, nursing his beer and enjoying the sight of his little brother dirty dancing with his boyfriend. At one point he saw Joe slide his hand down the back of Kyle's pants and Mark laughed, wondering if his load was still inside. Suddenly Mark felt a hand on his shoulder and two beers plopped down in front of him. It was Tony. “How the fuck are you?” was Tony’s greeting. “Doing great. Just back visiting for the weekend and checking up on Joey.” Mark and Tony chatted a bit and caught up. At one point Mark mentioned that he had a hotel for the weekend and maybe Tony could stop by before he left and sample his cock one more time. Tony looked down and then moved his head next to Mark’s ear and quietly stated “I’d love to play with you, but we gotta do it covered this time. I’m poz.” Mark turned his head and grinned at Tony and privately told him “No, we don't have to cover up. I'm also poz, but keep it quiet. I don’t want Joe to know yet.” Tony immediately had his smile back and they both hugged. Tony leaned in and told Mark “I haven’t said anything to Joe about you being gay. Does he know?” “Oh yeah, he does now. It has been an interesting day.” Mark made sure that he had Tony’s current number in his phone and Tony headed back to work just as Kyle walked up dripping with sweat and his t-shirt tucked into his jeans. Mark thought 'Damn he looks so fuckable right now' and almost wanted to bend him over and breed him again. Kyle took a swig of his beer and said “Joe is talking to a bud trying to score more weed. He’ll be back in a few.” “Cool” Mark replied and added “I’m gonna take a leak. Gotta recycle this beer.” Kyle said to Mark “Why don’t you wait 'til Joe gets back. I hate standing here alone, I feel like a loser.” Mark laughed and said “Sorry, nature calls and I can’t hold it much longer. You’ll be fine.” Mark headed over to the restroom and walked in. He was amazed at how big it was. How things change in a few years. He guessed gay clubs in college towns are no longer the dives they kept hidden like when he went to school. There were plenty of urinals, several stalls, a bunch of sinks and there seemed to be two connected rooms. He saw one stall with its door open and a guy fucking another just like he was in the airport the day before. He spotted an open urinal near the end and hurried over to it, whipping out his cock and pissed like crazy. Over his shoulder he heard a bunch of guys yelling and cheering. Once he finished pissing, he stuffed his cock back in his pants, quickly rinsed off his hands, and stepped into the other room to confirm what he suspected was going on. There was a group of about a dozen guys circled tightly around a guy who was bent over getting spit roasted. Mark moved in closer and watched the guy to his right drill the bottom slut. The guys to the sides were all stroking their cocks, some blowing their loads on the slut’s back. Mark pulled his cock out and started to stroke. The guy to his left let out a “Holy fuck, this dude’s pierced.” Mark blushed as everyone looked over to see his hard cock and 0 gauge PA. The guy to Mark’s left reached over and stroked Mark’s cock, gripping it tightly, and Mark reached over and stroked the guy's cock. The guy to his right grunted, bending over the slut, slamming his cock balls-deep as he came. The guy pulled out, his cum clearly oozing out of the slut’s hole. The guy to Mark’s left nudged him over and said “I want to see you fuck this cumdump.” A few of the other men nodded, as each stroke himself. Mark moved over and rubbed some of the cum on to the head of his cock and rested the ring on the slut's hole. Pushing in, the sluts well lubed and stretched hole swallowed up his thick cock. Once he was all the way in, he started fucking for all he was worth, totally enjoying the slut's hole. The guy to his left leaned over and kissed him while pinching his nipple. His thrusts got harder and harder the more his nips were played with. He felt his balls start to tighten and then the guy twisted his nip hard. That was all it took and Mark started to flood the slut with his venom. One spurt became five, then six, then seven. The guy to his left broke the kiss and stopped the nipple play and Mark pulled his cock out of the slut. Looking down at the slut’s ass he saw some cum drip out and a birthmark on the slut's right cheek. “Oh fuck,” he muttered. Mark stuffed his cum covered cock back into his jockstrap and zipped up. He washed his hands again as his heart was racing. He headed back to the table and found Kyle there. Kyle said “You ok man? You look like you saw a ghost.” Mark said “I’m fine. I just caught my cock on my zipper.” Kyle had gotten a round of beers and Mark took a big swig. The awkward silence was broken when Mark whispered in Kyle’s ear “Let’s keep our hookup this afternoon just between the two of us for now. Okay?” Kyle quietly replied "Absolutely. Joe knows I got bred this afternoon, but I didn’t tell him it was you.” “Thanks” Mark replied as he absorbed the ramifications. About that time Joe walked up and smiled, patting his bulging pocket. “Scored some good stuff.” They finished their beers and Joe said it had been a long hard week he was beat. It was almost closing time anyway, so how about they meet tomorrow about noon. Mark agreed and they headed out of the club where Mark slapped Tony’s ass and gave him a big hug. The guys walked back to the apartment. They hugged goodbye at the building door and Mark went to his car still kind of buzzed. 'Good thing the hotel isn’t far' he thought. He pulled in to the space right by his hotel room and went inside. Stripping his clothes off, he went into the shower and rinsed off. Leaning against the wall he let the hot water run all over his body. Finally he turned the water off and dried his body off and fell into the bed. Muttering 'shit' to himself, he rolled over and soon was sound asleep.

Part 4 - Friday Funday Mark was awakened by his phone ringing and finally got to it right before it went to voicemail. “Hello,” he answered in a groggy voice. It was his mom. “Did you make it okay? Have you talked to Joel? Why not?” It was a one-sided conversation in which he couldn’t get time to answer the questions with more than one word before she started the next question. He just let her talk until she was done and told her everything would be fine. He would talk to Joey after he finished classes today and not to worry. He tossed the phone on the bed and wandered into the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and said to himself “This is not going to be fun.” He shaved, showered and brushed his teeth and went over to the dresser. He grabbed some clothes to put on, a jock, a pair of jeans and a tee. The clothes were all tight fitting and showed off his body nicely - bulge, bubble butt, abs, pecs and biceps. He decided that he needed a decent meal since yesterday diet of coffee and sex left him pretty starved. Mark wandered down to the lobby area where they had a continental breakfast laid out. Not many people were there since it was 8:30 AM. A family with a mom, dad and two little kids; an elderly couple; and a large middle aged woman. The dad was his mid 30s and was not unattractive. He probably was a jock in his high school and college days, but life as a family man was obviously taking its toll. He looked tired and was putting on some weight. The kids were screaming for their food, tugging at his pants for attention and constantly changing what they wanted. Mark grabbed a bowl and put some fresh fruit and yogurt in it, then grabbed another bowl and filled it with cereal and milk. He set the bowls at an empty table and grabbed a cup of coffee. He sat down and chuckled - his mom would be proud of him eating a nutritious meal. As he ate breakfast he caught up on emails and the news. Getting up to get another cup of coffee he overheard the mom tell her husband "See? You don’t want to look like that. All those ugly tattoos. You can barely see his skin. UGH! He’s probably a drug dealer.” Laughing to himself, Mark thought 'She must be talking about me. That poor pussy-whipped sucker is stuck listening to her bitch at him for the next 50 years unless he divorces her - or kills her'. Mark cleaned his table off and took his coffee back to the room. Looking at the clock he had six and a half hours until he needed to be at Joey’s apartment. “Let’s see who’s around” he thought to himself and grabbed his hookup phone. The apps on this phone were a lot different than his normal phone. No news or weather apps, just a couple hookup apps, a Craigslist app and a web browser. He looked through the apps and Craigslist and there was nothing of interest. “Probably a bit too early for any students” he guessed. He grabbed the car keys and his 'fuck bag' which contained lube, poppers and a safety pin and decided to take a wander around town to see if any of his old haunts were still there. Driving around he was amazed at how much it had changed. New strip malls where cheap student housing used to be. New names for old bars. His favorite ABS was now an office building parking lot. He drove over to the campus and parked the car. Suddenly he felt a little old or the freshmen looked really young, he couldn’t decide which. Wandering around he ended up at the library and decided to check out the restrooms he used to cruise in. Walking in to the first one he immediately noticed the security camera on the ceiling. 'Damn, there’s no action gonna happen here', he thought. He hit the other one in the basement that usually attracted the kinkier guys and found the same thing. 'Fuck, where do guys hookup around here'? He remembered the storage room over in the old engineering building and wandered that way. When he got close all he saw was a crane with a wrecking ball and the building mostly demolished. His heart sank. He had sucked and fucked a lot there during his tenure. He walked around a bit more and sat down on a park bench and pulled out the phone. More people were on the apps but nothing really looked good. Getting on Craigslist he did a few searches and only found one that looked promising: Horny bottom cub looking for hot sex. 27, 5’10, 200lbs, furry ass, safe or bb, anon ok The pics looked decent, especially the one with him laying in a sling. He decided what the fuck and sent a reply including his phone number and a couple of his own pics - the obligatory dick pic and a body shot. He kept searching with different terms and wasn’t finding much else when his phone rang. He answered and it was the cub from Craigslist. They traded questions and answers for a minute and Mark got the address. Half an hour to get there was more than enough time so he went back to the car and drove to the address to check the area out. Finding nothing suspicious, he found a spot to park and waited five minutes. Taking out a lube packet and the brown popper bottle he put them in his jeans pocket. No need for the safety pin to sabotage a condom, since the guy wanted a raw fuck and sounded excited when Mark had told him he never pulls out to cum. Walking up to the door of the house Mark took one last look around to make sure he was safe and knocked on the door. The door opened and standing in front of him was the guy in just a black jockstrap and a black leather harness. Just like the pictures, if not better. It looked like he had been working out a bit since the pics were taken and was turning into a sexy muscle cub. He had dark hair, a slightly bushy beard, fur covering his chest, abs and legs. Mark introduced himself saying “Hey, I’m the guy who from the Craigslist ad”. The cub took a look around and smiled before asking Mark to come inside. Mark followed him back to the bedroom and could smell the pot smoke lingering around. The bedroom was a little small but it was obvious a lot of sex had happened there. The bed had restraints on each corner, there were a couple boxes of various toys next to the bed and there was a large eyelet screwed into the ceiling. Mark grabbed the cub by his harness and pulled him close, roughly kissing him before pushing him back a bit and spitting in his mouth. “You ready, fucker?” Mark asked. “Yes Sir!” was the response. Mark didn’t consider himself a Dom, but he could become quite dominant given the right bottom and this guy fit the bill. He quickly shed his clothes and took the lube and poppers out and tossed them on the bed. Grabbing the cub by the harness again he pushed him back next to the bed and then pushed him to his knees. The cub was on Mark’s cock in a second and started licking all around it before grabbing the PA with his teeth and tugging. Mark grinned as he looked down watching the guy suck his cock like a pro. The cub was rougher than most with his cock sucking and it set the tone for an aggressive fuck. After using his tongue on Mark’s balls, shaft, head and piercing he swallowed Mark’s cock all the way down. Mark gasped and then moaned in pleasure. Not many guys had been able to swallow his cock that easily and with each passing moment Mark realized that this guy was going to be a great fuck. Mark began to fuck the guys face, driving his cock deep and holding it there for several seconds until he felt the cub start to struggle. Each time he did it, he waited just a bit longer, depriving the cub of air. With his cock covered in spit and throat slime, Mark lifted the cub to the bed, spun him around and got him on all fours. Mark looked at the cub’s furry ass and licked his lips. Many of Mark’s friends were not into hairy asses, but they really turned him on. Licking up from the cub’s balls, over his taint and along the crack he tasted the cub’s scent. Licking up to the cub’s hole, he zeroed in on his target. He was disappointed that he couldn’t taste any cum from an earlier breeding. Fucking the hole with his tongue he felt the hole start to open and relax. He sucked on the pucker and forced some of his spit inside. Moving his hand over the furry butt cheek, he pushed a finger in next to his tongue. Feeling the warmth of the cub’s hole he began to alternate his tongue and finger inside the hole. The cub was groaning in pleasure at the assplay and Mark started to get more aggressive with his finger before adding a second finger. Mark felt his cock starting to drip precum and knew both of them were ready for the real fuck. Mark stood up and rubbed the piercing around the cub’s ring. Grabbing the lube packet, he ripped it open and dripped some on and in the cub’s hole. Adding some to the tip and shaft of his cock he leaned in and started to push. He felt the hole relax and the ring and head slipped inside before the hole tightened around it. “Aaaahhhh, fuck yeah” Mark muttered as he continued pushing his cock into the cub’s velvety hole. Grabbing the cub's hips, Mark began to fuck, thrusting in harder and harder until his cock was planted all the way in. The cub was rocking his ass back to meet Mark’s thrusts and Mark was bouncing off the cub’s furry, muscled butt each time. Between the lube and Mark’s precum the cub’s hole was slick and easy to power fuck. The cub for his part was working his ass muscles and milking Mark’s cock. Mark pulled out and pushed the cub into the middle of the bed. Standing on the bed straddling the cub, Mark bent down and slammed his cock back into the cub. The cub grunted and responded “Fuck yes, Sir!” Mark’s sweat was dripping off of him on to the cub's back as he pounded the cub’s ass with long hard strokes. With the cub gripping Mark’s cock with his ass, Mark soon felt his balls start to tighten up and his cock engorge. With his final few stroke, he slammed his cock hard into the cub and his cock began to shoot volley after volley of diseased cum into the cub’s hole. Mark fell on top of the cub and piston’d his cock in a few more times before pulling out. Both of them rolled over on the bed breathing hard. The cub spoke first “Thanks man, that was awesome. I love feeling my ass full of cum.” Mark replied “Yeah, that was fuckin’ good. You really know how to work a cock. Thanks”. After a minute the cub said “I hope you don’t mind taking off, but I have another guy coming over in about 10 minutes and it gets awkward the tops run into each other.” Mark chuckled and said “No problem man. You’re all lubed for him, that's for sure.” Mark got up and put his clothes back on and walked to the front door, the cub close behind. Mark slapped his ass and said “Thanks, enjoy the load,” before walking out the door and to his car. Mark had worked up an appetite from the fuck, so he drove over to a sandwich shop he used to go to. Thankfully it was still there. Going in, he got his 'usual', a spicy italian sub with fresh mozzarella and a drink. He chowed down on the sandwich and felt the burn of the spicy meats and giardiniera. His energy replenished, Mark opened his phone again and looked around to see what fun he might be able to squeeze in before going back to the hotel for a shower and then meeting up with his brother. Looking through the apps and CL again, he found a few more things that looked promising but nothing that sounded great. Finally he found a guy that was looking for a 'quick pump and dump, no blowjobs'. The guy had a good description 'gwm, ex-jock, cumdump btm 5’6, 155, tight ass' and it said 'BB only, no loads refused'. Hmmm. A few messages back and forth and they had a meeting time and place. No mention was made about status and Mark wasn’t going to tell unless he had to. The street sounded familiar, but Mark couldn’t figure out why. The guy wanted to meet/fuck in the storage room of his apt building in case his roommate came home. The guy said he was on his way back from classes so he needed a bit of time to clean up. Mark had 45 minutes to kill so he drove around a bit more hoping to see a few more places he used to go to still there. A few minutes before the meeting time, Mark pulled up to a large apartment building. Then it hit him. This is where his brother lived. Same fucking address. Crap. What was he going to do? The pics didn’t look like his brother, which was a relief, but he didn’t want to possibly run into Joey having just fucked a hookup, but to cancel now would be a dick move, so he decided to chance it. Besides, he was horny again and his cock was half hard already. Mark grabbed a new lube packet and the poppers and went in to the building, down the stairs, to end of the hall and the door on the right. Knock twice, followed by a single knock. The door opened and there stood the guy. “Sup” was all the guy said. The description matched perfectly, so Mark walked into the storage room and followed the guy to the end of the aisle and turned. There were some boxes there and the guy pushed his gym shorts down showing a bare, hairless, muscled bubble butt. Mark grabbed the poppers and took a hit and passed them to the guy who did a couple hits. Mark dropped his jeans down and pulled out his semi-rigid cock and stroked it several times until it was hard. Lubing the guy's ass from the packet, he put some on his cock and spread the guy's ass cheeks, teased the guy's hole for a couple seconds and then pushed in. Mark heard the guy grunt out “Oh my fucking god, oh fuck fuck fuck,” as Mark shoved his cock in balls-deep in with one long push. He knew he was tearing the hell out of the guy's hole, but Mark felt if you say “no loads refused” it really means “poz me up” and Mark was going to try his best. Once he got all the way in he didn’t wait to start pounding the guy's hole with no mercy. His body kept slamming into the guy's ass over and over. Mark ground his hips as he was thrusting in. All you could hear in the room was the drone of some building equipment, the slapping of skin, Mark’s grunts and the guys constant “Oh fuck.” Mark was being rough and brutal and his goal was to make this guy a 'one and done' conversion. Some jackrabbit fucking followed by several hard thrusts jabbing into the walls of his ass. Pull all the way out and slam back in. Finally Mark couldn’t last any longer and drove his cock in deep and felt the pulsations as his balls pumped the demon seed into the guy. The breeding complete, Mark pulled his cock out and saw his cock covered in cum and blood. He grabbed the guys shorts and pulled them up, wiping his cock on them before letting the shorts snap tight around the guy's waist. “Thanks, bud” Mark said and walked out of the room, letting the door close behind him. Mark hurried out of the building and back to the car hoping he wouldn’t run into Joey. Looking at his phone he saw the time - 19 minutes from meet to breed to gone. Perfect. The phone buzzed with a message. It was from the guy he just fucked. “OMG that was hot. Can we do again tomorrow?” Mark just laughed “Greedy fucker” and drove back to the hotel. Mark walked in the room and it was sparkling clean. The stained bedspread was replaced and the stack of extra towels was even higher. A note was on the pillow with a wrapped piece of chocolate and his butt plug, all cleaned. The note read simply “Thanks again, Dennis.” Mark showered and put some clean clothes on and laid down on the couch watching TV. He set the alarm on his phone and laid his head back to take a quick nap.

I was traveling for work and found myself staying in a large hotel / conference center. Logging into Growlr, I ended up connecting with a bearish couple who were staying in the same hotel. Their pics were okay, a bit fuzzy (always a cause for concern), but they were conversing openly so I wasn’t too put off. Their cock pics were impressive, though, and I kept looking back at those as we chatted. Convenience was a bonus in their favor, so I agreed to swing by their room. I put on a jock strap, shorts, T, and flip flops; then slipped poppers in my pocket and headed down to their floor. They let me into their room — pretty standard hotel issue with a king size bed. The lighting was purposefully low. As expected, they were older than their profile pics — probably late 50s / early 60s — with more pounds than described, and both wearing black t-shirts. However, they played their cards well — the one who was waiting inside the room was standing there with a huge hard on. His cock was thick and long, and I was immediately captivated. There wasn’t much talking. The one who greeted me came up behind me, and four hands started rubbing my chest, back, and arms. A few happy grunts were all the noise we were making. I heard the guy who had opened the door slip-off his shorts. Our encounter picked up steam quickly. The bears pulled off my T and shorts, leaving my standing there in a jock strap. I put my hands behind my head so they could openly explore. Four hands worked across my head, chest, arms, and back. Then I felt one cup my balls, and another gently run up and down between my ass. There was a hand on my back pushing me toward the bed. “Get on all fours.” I jumped up on the bed, my feet hanging off the end. “Inhale.” I felt the cold glass under my nose, his hand pressing against the side of my nose while I took a hit of poppers. I inhaled without exhaling, holding it inside for a moment. As my heart rated started to pound, I slowly exhaled, letting the warmth start to wash over my body. “Take another hit.” As I inhaled and held the second hit, I could feel his partner tonguing my hole. I exhaled and moaned at the same time, that warm feeling spreading across my body, and my ass becoming very hungry. The girthy, long cock pressed against my lips, and I opened my mouth to engulf it. Riding the poppers rush, I slurped on that big cock on my mouth, while pushing my ass back on the others’ tongue and probing fingers. I didn’t have to wait long to feel lube being spread on my hole, and fingers begin to work it inside. “What do you want?” I let the big cock drop from my mouth, “I want your cock in my ass.” Our online chat never discussed condoms or bareback, so I wasn’t certain what I was about to get. I felt the hot, slippery head of his bare dick pressing against my hole, pushing it open. I groaned as the dick I hadn’t ever really seen pushed inside me. The poppers appeared below my nose again, and I took a long hit. I was swimming in the popper haze and dim lighting, focusing on the feeling of that cock in my ass. Once the fucking started, it didn’t stop. My chest was pushed into the comforter, the warm feeling of the comforter contrasting to the exposed feeling of my ass up in the air. He fucked me with a variety of strokes, loosening up my ass as he occasionally moved from side to side. There was no talking — just the sound of his body slapping against my ass, and the quick grunts his thrusts drove out of me. I lost track of time, but suddenly I felt his cock slip out. Against the poppers were under my nose, and a hand was pressing one nostril closed. I took two long hits, letting the feeling wash over me again, my heart pounding. I wanted to be used. Then the cock I’d seen when I came into the room, and had time to suck down, slid into my awaiting hole. I pushed myself up on my arms, arching my back. It was a BIG cock! I panted a little, trying to adjust to the size, but he just started fucking my ass. The other guy, meanwhile, pushed his cock into my mouth. I didn’t know if he had washed, but I wasn’t given a choice. The two bears had me spit roasted, plowing me at either end. I grunted and choked a little, but they didn’t stop. The guy in front of me grunted, his hand on the back of my head forcing me to take his cock deep. I felt the thick load filling my mouth, tasting the tangy-salty mix. Fuck that was hot! The bear behind me pulled out while his partner fell back on the bed breathing heavily. He grabbed my ankles and rolled me onto my back, driving my legs apart to expose my wet ass. He pushed back inside me and started fucking again. This time his strokes were long and deep, and I felt his balls slap my ass. I couldn’t moan or grunt any longer — the best I could manage were gasps as he plunged inside. My hole was stretched around his cock, and I slipped into total submission. This guy could do whatever he wanted at this point. ”Breed him,” his partner said from behind me. The topping bear growled, fucking my hole a bit harder and faster, growling every so often, his eyes locked with mine. “You want this load, don’t you, boy?” ”Yes.” ”Tell me what you want, boy.” ”Breed me, Sir.” Nothing more was said after that. The bear changed his tempo, now pounding me furiously, clearly focused on his own satisfaction. His partner grabbed my wrists and held my arms wide so I couldn’t stroke my own cock. I was reaching my limit for taking a pounding, but also realized I didn’t have any choice left. Without warning, the bear growled once, then again, and finally unleashed in my ass. He made a couple final, desperate thrusts to bury his load deep before pulling out. After catching his breath, the two bears made me get back on all fours so they could take a few pics of his load in my cummy ass.

"I'm having a small get together on Veterans Day. Wanna join?" was the email I got from him! Yes of course. I headed to my buddy's apartment where, upon arrival, I in addition to my buddy I found several guys naked in the small family room in his apartment. One hot Latino Guy was on all fours and getting fucked and pounded by a muscular guy with a seven inch cock. On the other end was a hot daddy type getting sucked. My friend was sucking another guy and I joined. I was hard in an instant. I went over and stuck my cock in my buddy's face and he took both of our cocks in his mouth. He alternated and sucked and lovingly licked each dick. OMG it felt so good. He deep throated the other guy which sent the guy over the edge, shooting a nice big load into my buddy's throat. So fucking hot! At almost the same moment I heard grunting and groaning, and turning I saw the muscular guy fucking was shooting a nice load deep inside the bottom's ass. As an added bonus, when the muscular guy slowly withdrew his cock from the bottom's hole, the cock was covered in cum. Nice! No sooner had the muscular top withdrawn withe the guy getting sucked moved in on the empty ass, shoving his cock into the bottom's hot wet hole. Five minutes of pounding and thrusting ensued, leading to a second load being blown in the bottom's hole. Now, as I absolutely love juicy hole, as soon as it was clear the two guys who had topped the bottom were leaving, I slid inside hot Latin Guy's hole. There's nothing better than wet cum filled hole. I pounded away, fucking doggie style, and surprisingly soon felt my balls tingle, and yes, my load shot inside the bottom. The orgasm was amazing, and I might add I really needed it as I hadn't played in a while. My buddy watched as Latin Guy turned around, licking my cock clean. There is a knock on the door. My buddy got the door, admitting a younger guy who, seeing the three of us naked, undressed in a flash. He was somewhat bearish with a nice cock. Latin Guy (such a nice guy) crawled over and sucked new guy hard. I was again erect, and began prodding my bud's ass with my cock. He dropped to all fours, positioning himself next to the other two guys. I slid right in. Bear Guy was now hard, so he positioned himself next to me, sliding inside Latin guy. It was so fucking hot. Bear Guy and I kissed, and held each other as each of us fucked his partner. At one point Bear Guy said "switch" and we both withdrew our hard dick and changed partners, so I was now fucking Latin guy's ass, which contained three loads. Bear Guy and I kissed some more, engaging in some tit play, without, of course, pausing in our assault on our respective bottom. The scene was so hot Bear Guy reached his climax, and with a serious round of pounding and grunting, shot a huge load in my buddy. The scene was enough to trigger me to blow another load of sperm inside Latin Guy. My second load, like the first some time earlier, went deep. Bear Guy left before I had even thought of leaving, and in any event surprisingly quickly Latin Guy got his wind and began alternately sucking me and my buddy. Even more surprisingly my dick responded, presenting a full erection. Naturally I slid back inside Latin Guy while he focused on sucking my buddy. My buddy and I each gave Latin Guy a load at almost the same moment. This was my third load, and Latin Guy's ass contained four or five loads, and had swallowed two! Somehow I wasn't surprised when Latin Guy gave a wide smile asking "Can we do this next week?" hehehehe What a great afternoon! And yes, we're planning another get together soon!!

Part 3 - Getting to the hotel As he is walked up to the car rental counter, he checked the guy out and laughed to himself, thinking 'Poor fitting, cheap white dress shirt? Check. Ugly $5 tie? check. Can’t see his pants, but probably cheap polyester dress pants? Maybe. Over enthusiastic smile? Check. Cute, naive and probably straight 18-21 year old? Check'. The guy was thin and shorter than Mark, about 5 foot 8 inches, longish hair that was bleached with streaks of red, green and blue. His ears had large plugs and his nose had a septum ring. Definitely not the type Mark usually went after. Mark got to the counter and took his wallet and got his license and credit card out. Before he could say anything, the guy cheerfully greeted him with “Good evening sir. Welcome to A1 Car Rental. My name is Aaron and how can I help you tonight?” Mark smiled, leaned on the counter with both arms and told Aaron that he had a reservation, gave him his name and handed over his license and credit card. While they were going over all the info Mark caught Aaron checking him out and then staring at his hand on the counter. It was then Mark realized that he still had his pride bracelet on and it was showing below the cuff of his jacket. 'Better remember to remove it later since this place isn't as gay friendly as home,' he thought. It seemed like there were hundreds of questions and Mark just wanted to get to the hotel. Once finished Aaron handed Mark the keys and said “We are all out of compact cars that you reserved, so I gave you a free upgrade to a premium car.” “Oh, thanks Aaron. I appreciate it. Uh, is there a restroom I can use before I get on the road?” “Yes, down the hall to the right is the men’s room,” Aaron replied. “Thanks, I’ll be right back” Mark said, leaving his suitcase next to the counter and went into the bathroom. Mark was standing at the urinal pissing when Aaron walked in and locked the door. Mark looked over and could see Aaron, who nervously asked "Uh, is there.. uh.. anything I can… help you with?” Mark chuckled to himself, remembering the days when he first started hitting on guys. Shaking the last of the piss off his cock Mark turned around and answered "Yeah, there is. But first.. how old are you?” "Nineteen, sir," Aaron replied. “Cool. You want to suck my cock Aaron?” With that, Aaron turned bright red and looked down at his feet. “Come on, Aaron. Nothing to be ashamed of. If you’re gay or bi, then you’re going to have to get used to sucking cock.” Aaron moved closer to Mark and looked up at him. Mark put his hand on Aaron’s shoulder and pushed him down. Aaron got on his knees and looked up again at Mark. “Take it in your mouth and suck it Aaron. I doubt that this is your first time giving a blowjob," Mark softly commented. With that Aaron lifted Mark’s flaccid cock and gasped when he saw the piercing. Mark laughed “Never seen a pierced cock before Aaron?” Aaron sheepishly replied “No sir." “Well, lets get rid of the sir bullshit since I’m not that old and I’m not your Dom. Now try it. See how it feels.” “Okay” Aaron replied before he wrapped his lips around Mark’s soft cock. The sight of the young guy starting to suck his cock got Mark excited pretty quickly. Mark’s cock stiffened and Aaron eagerly started to suck his cock. 'Pretty damn good for a noob,' thought Mark as Aaron’s tongue licked, probed and explored Mark’s cock. Aaron started to take the cock deeper into his mouth and Mark started to slowly fuck his face. Occasionally Aaron’s teeth would scrape along Mark’s cock and Mark would bark "Watch your teeth.” He got in a good rhythm and was softly moaning when Mark looked down at Aaron with an evil grin. 'Should I?' Mark mused. Mark’s hands moved to the sides of Aaron’s head and he started to fuck Aaron’s mouth harder. Slowing the pace down Mark asked Aaron “You want to get fucked Aaron?” Aaron’s eyes got very wide and Mark could sense the boy was conflicted. Soon Mark heard what he was hoping for, a muffled “Mmmhmm.” Mark pulled his hard cock from Aaron’s mouth and helped him stand. “Move over to the sink” he said and Aaron went over quickly and unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor. “Mmmm, very eager” thought Mark. Mark got on his knees and pulled the boy’s tightey whitey’s down and ran his tongue between Aaron’s ass cheeks. Smelling as he went, Mark was surprised - damn clean with just a good man scent from the sweat of working all day. Spreading Aaron’s cheeks his tongue dove in licking around the boy’s hole before probing in. Aaron gasped as he felt the tongue around his hole. Mark forced some spit into Aaron’s pussy and got up. Mark fished a packet of lube out of his backpack and rubbed some on his rock hard cock and Aaron’s hole. Pressing in, he told Aaron to relax and breathe. Soon, he felt the PA and then the head of his cock pop inside Aaron’s tight hole. Giving Aaron a moment to get used to his thick cock, Mark then started to rock back and forth getting his cock deeper each time. He could tell Aaron was hiding the pain he was in, Mark added a bit more lube and continued to fuck his cock in deeper. When he was almost all the way in, Mark thrust in the last inch and held his throbbing cock deep inside Aaron. A few moments later, Mark started to piston his cock into Aaron’s hole, his poz precum coating the walls of the young man’s chute. As it got slicker Mark could sense that Aaron was enjoying the fuck, he was moaning and softly saying “Oh fuck, yeah” over and over. All of a sudden Aaron jolted up and said “You’re using a condom, right?” Mark, continued his thrusts brushing his thumb over Aaron’s nipple. “No Aaron, I don’t use condoms. Don’t worry, every thing will be fine,” as he picked-up the pace using long, firm strokes and pinching both of Aaron’s nipples through his shirt. Each pinch got exactly the response that Mark was hoping for - Aaron would clench his ass around Mark’s cock. “But we should” muttered Aaron between moans. Mark whispered in his ear “Doesn’t this feel better than with a condom?” After several minutes of Aaron’s ass working his cock, Mark couldn’t take any more and gave several frenzied thrusts before he shoved in all the way and unleashed his poisonous seed inside Aaron’s tight young pussy. Mark thrust in hard a few last times and pulled his cock out. He noticed a few red streaks on his cock and a bit of shit on his PA. He grabbed a paper towel and cleaned off his cock, not wanting Aaron to see the blood. Aaron was just standing there breathing heavy with sweat dripping off his face. Mark wiped the the sweat off with a clean paper towel and kissed Aaron’s neck. “Thanks, Aaron. You really know how to make a customer happy, hehe.” “Thanks, Mark. That was amazing. I have never taken a bare cock before. It does feel much better. I can even feel your cum drip down my leg!” “Well, I hope you keep doing it. You will enjoy sex a lot more. But… I need to leave so I can get to my hotel. This really got me in the perfect mood for the drive,” Mark replied. Aaron and Mark pulled up their pants and quickly washed their faces before going back out into the main office. “Let me show you your car, sir” Aaron stated, back in ‘overly helpful employee’ mode. Mark and Aaron walked out to the parking lot and found the car freshly cleaned and much nicer than the cheap econobox that Mark had reserved. With his backpack and suitcase in the trunk and his phone connected to the car’s audio system, Aaron wished Mark a safe ride and added “I’ll be working when you return the car. Please ask for me.” Mark smiled and assured him he would before pulling out for the hour long ride to the university and hotel. The drive to the hotel was boring. Mark had driven it dozens of times when he went to school here, so he cranked up the tunes and cruised down the highway. Thoughts ran through his head about the day’s unexpected events - How was Eric doing? How toxic was the load he took? How much he enjoyed breeding Aaron. Will the load he left in Aaron poz him up? Will the car rental place be as empty when I return the car so I can nail Aaron again? Before he knew it, the exit came up and Mark turned off and drove down the city streets to the hotel. He surprised himself at how he remembered how to navigate around town and he hadn’t been there in more than two years. Pulling into the hotel parking lot he found a spot and went in to check in. Walking up to the front desk, it was empty. After tapping the bell, a young college aged guy came out of the back office and greeted him with the standard scripted corporate greeting “Hi I’m Dennis. Welcome to the Rest Inn Lodge. How can I help you?” "Hi, Dennis, I have a reservation.” Mark looked Dennis over as he typed all the info into the computer. Dennis was a tall ginger. About the same height as Mark, but thinner. He had a trimmed dense beard and judging by the hair on his arms that he could see below the shirt cuffs was probably a bit furry. His left ear had several piercings on the bottom and an industrial bar through the top. Several tattoos were showing through the thin white dress shirt he wore. The more Mark looked the more he liked what he saw. After getting all of the info he needed, Dennis asked "Would you prefer a king size bed or would two queens be okay?” Mark looked at Dennis with a look that suggested 'Are you kidding?' and replied "Two queens don’t do anything for me. Not my type. I’ll take the king,” with a chuckle. Dennis’s jaw dropped when he recognized the double entendre, and laughed with the reply "Sorry, it's been a long day. Here’s the key for room 152. It's around back so it's a bit more private and quiet. Anyhow, since this is an 'away game' weed, the hotel is pretty empty, so no one should disturb you. If there’s anything I can do to make your stay more enjoyable, let me know.” Mark took the key and winked at Dennis and wandered back out to the car and drove around the building. There were only a few cars back near his room so he found the one in front of his room and parked. Mark dragged his suitcase and backpack in and dropped both down on the bench in the room. He looked around and saw this was much nicer than the standard room he had reserved. The bathroom was large with a walk in shower big enough for three or four, the king size bed had plenty of room around it and the couch and table gave another place to fuck. On the wall was a large flat screen TV. This would be ideal for a little group fun if he can find the time. Mark went into the bathroom and pulled out the wad of TP in his ass, noticing just a bit of blood on it. He cleaned his ass up with soap, water and a washcloth. He looked himself over in the mirror and smiled. His ass still ached a bit but it was a good reminder of the fuck earlier. He turned and went back into the main room naked and started to unpack. Mark had most of his clothes put away in the dresser and picked up his phone and looked at the time. 11:35 PM. Damn, he thought. Too late to go over and see his brother Joey. Mark sent him a text message telling he was at the hotel and would see him the next day after classes. He got a reply back almost right away. Joey said “c u 3:30.” Mark shook his head. Joey never texted more than the bare minimum. Mark fished out his hookup phone from his backpack and turned it on. He always carried a second phone that he could use for hooking up. If there was anyone harassing him, he would just pick up a new SIM card and have a new number so any hookups wouldn’t be able to track him down if they got pissed about any unexpected gifts they got from him. Only trusted people got his real number. He plugged both phones and the tablet in to recharge and heard a knock on the door. Surprised, he grabbed a pair of underwear and threw them on as he went to the door. Looking through the peephole he saw Dennis standing there with something in his hands. He opened the door about 6 inches and said “Yeah?” Dennis stumbled for some words and finally blurted out “I… uh… brought you some………….uh extra towels and soap. I thought you might need them.” Mark opened the door the rest of the way and said “Uh, thanks” with a confused look on his face and motioned for Dennis to come in. Dennis entered the room and set the stack of towels down on the couch. He turned to Mark and looked a bit embarrassed. “I saw your bracelet and we keep this room available for, uh, family. It's a great room to get a group of people together for… fun.” Dennis said, followed by “I hope I didn’t offend you.” Mark could tell that Dennis was checking out his almost naked body - his eyes were looking him up and down and he even licked his lips. Mark burst out laughing. “Hell no, I was just thinking that this would make a great orgy room!” Hearing Mark’s comment, Dennis let out a sigh of relief. Mark said “Thanks for the setup, hopefully I can put it to good use sometime this weekend. I don’t want to keep you from the front desk but if I do have a get together here, I’ll be sure to let you know.” Dennis gave a big smile “Thanks, I bet it would be fun. And… I’m done with work, I just wanted to drop this stuff off before I went home." Mark was always a sucker for a good smile and pushed the door closed. “If you want to hang around a bit before you go home, maybe we can dirty one of those towels.” “I can’t stay long, my boyfriend is waiting for me.” “Oh?” Mark replied, the sound of disappointment in his voice was obvious. “Oh, its nothing like that. We’re very open. He’s probably laying in bed right now with a load or two in his ass,” Dennis replied. That was all that Mark needed to know. He walked over to Dennis and untied his tie, pulling it from the collar of his shirt and tossed it on the bed. As fast as he could, he unbuttoned Dennis’s shirt. He had to see his body and see just how sexy Dennis was. Dennis was feverishly kicking off his shoes, socks and pants and in a matter of seconds was standing there in only his jockstrap. Mark backed up a few feet and took Dennis’s body in. All of his guesses were right - ginger fur covered Dennis’s pecs and there was a trail down to his cock. Dennis was not heavily muscled but wasn’t a twig either. His body was well defined and had just enough muscle mass to balance his body. What really turned Mark on was the ink covering his body. Most of Dennis’s torso and arms were covered in ink. Not the random 'I get a tattoo every time I get really drunk' that many guys get, but a well planned canvas. Lots of black ink with pops of color. The two looked over each others ink admiring the similarities and differences. As Mark’s cock throbbed he thought that this was going to be an even better fuck than he expected. Mark finally stopped looking and pushed Dennis to the bed. Dennis lay back on the bed as Mark dug into his suitcase and pulled out the baggie of lube and poppers, then pushed the suitcase next to the bed. Mark dropped his shorts and walked towards the bed. Dennis looked at Mark’s cock with the big PA and let out a gasp exclaiming “Oh my fucking god, yeah. I want that.” Both of their cocks stiffened in anticipation. Mark climbed on to the bed and moved over on top of Dennis. He grabbed the tie on the bed and wrapped it around Dennis’s wrists and then tied the other end to the bed’s headboard spindles. “You’re fuckin’ mine now” Mark growled punching both of Dennis’s pecs. Pushing Dennis’s ass into the air he slapped both cheeks and buried his face into the crack. Chewing and licking, he ravaged Dennis’s hole. Dennis kept groaning and encouraging Mark to keep going, get rougher and use his hole. Mark’s cock was dripping precum all over the bedspread and he knew he had to fuck him soon or he would waste his load. Lowering Dennis’s butt down, he slapped his cock against the furry hole. Grabbing the brown bottle he took a couple of hits and passed the poppers to Dennis who took two long hits. Seeing the rush hit Dennis he leaned in and pushed his cock deep into Dennis’s hungry hole. It was obvious that as inexperienced as Aaron was earlier, Dennis was a pro at taking cock. He knew exactly how to work his hole, milking Mark’s cock. His verbal encouragement as Mark pounded his hole just kept making their fuck even more intense. There wasn’t any comment about condoms, in fact Dennis remarked several times he loved feeling Mark’s raw cock inside his ass, and how the precum was making his hole slick and sloppy. Mark was leaking like crazy as he drove his cock in and out of Dennis’s hole. Soon Mark hit the point of no return as he felt his balls start to tighten and cock thicken. Dennis was just as close to shooting from Mark’s cock repeatedly hitting his prostate. Dennis didn’t skip a beat and kept egging Mark on to “Breed my fuckin’ hole” and “Fill my guts up with your hot load.” Mark grunted and shoved and finally slammed in as his cock exploded pumping his charged up cum deep inside Dennis’s cunt. As soon as Dennis felt Mark’s cock start to shoot, he began to orgasm and blasted his load all over his chest and face. Sweat and cum covered both of their bodies and Mark collapsed on top of Dennis trying to catch his breath. When the rush faded he rolled over next to Dennis and untied his wrists and laid back down. Mark started thinking about Dennis’ comments when he was fucking him. The last one really caught Mark by surprise. Did he mean what I think he means? Mark did flood Dennis’s guts with a very hot load. Dennis broke the silence and said “Damn man. That was fuckin’ intense. That was one of the best fucks I’ve ever had!” Mark agreed with a “Fuck yeah”. As they lay there kissing and stroking each other one thing bothered Mark. After several minutes he finally asked “Dennis, What’s the deal with this un-inked spot? Are you saving it for another tattoo?” Dennis had a look of surprise on his face. He stammered a bit and finally said “yeah, I’m just waiting until I earn it”. Curious, Mark started to push. Earn? Dennis was very evasive and a thought flashed in Mark’s mind. “Ooohhhh, I think I know.” Dennis looked a bit panicked but just said “What?” somewhat innocently. “Maybe you think there's a biohazard or a scorpion tattoo in your future? It would look perfect there.” All Dennis could say was a quiet “Busted.” Mark gave a chuckle and said “We just met and you had no problem letting me fuck you bareback and begged for my load with no questions asked. Are you chasing or just think its inevitable?” Dennis looked straight at Mark unsure how to answer and finally said “Chasing” and dropped his head. Mark grinned and put his finger under Dennis’s chin and tilted it back up. “You shouldn’t be embarrassed about what you want.” Mark paused a moment trying to decide whether to tell him the truth. “In fact, your chase might be over. You’ve got a big toxic load in your ass right now and it might be the one that pozzes you up.” It took a minute for Mark’s words to really sink in but when it did a smile came over his face. “Really? You’re not lying to me like some guys have?” Mark looked back at Dennis telling him “Nope, not lying. I was pozzed a few months ago and not on meds. My seed has got a bit of a kick and has ended a few chases already.” Dennis sat up and hugged and kissed Mark. “Thank you, Thank you, THANK YOU” was all Dennis could say. Mark cautioned Dennis “You won’t know if it took for a few weeks, so don’t get too excited. Be patient and maybe your wish will come true.” Mark reached back into his suitcase and pulled out a buttplug and handed it to Dennis. “Put that puppy in there to keep the cum inside to do its work and let’s grab a shower.” They both got into the shower and soaped each other up and cleaned the sweat and cum off their bodies. While rinsing off Dennis moved over and hugged Mark tight and kissed him passionately. “Thanks. I really hope that this is the one that takes,” Dennis whispered in Mark’s ear. Mark tapped the plug in Dennis ass with his hand “I hope so too. If it does, just promise me you will share your gift with lots of others.” “Oh I will” said Dennis with an evil smirk. Looking over at the clock, Dennis let out a sigh. “Damn, its late. I need to get home and you probably need some sleep.” Dennis quickly left and Mark pulled the stained bedspread back and lay in bed. “Its been a great fucking day,” he thought before falling asleep.

Part 15 I was burning up, my fever had awakened me. When I tried to open my eyes the room was spinning. I felt like I had been hit with a sledge hammer. I’d been sick before but I’ve never felt this bad! “He’s definitely got the fuck flu, Tom. I should be able to test his strain now.” I recognised Brian's’ voice. Tom must have called him over. I felt him pulling at my arm and then a sharp scratch. He was taking my blood to test it again. “Are you sure it’s a good idea to have his flu party tonight? Maybe you’d be better waiting a couple of days until he’s over the worst of it.” Brian’s voice sounded concerned. “I know my boy can handle it. After his welcome party he’s been in high demand.” I tried to follow the conversation but my head was pounding. “Your strains match. He’s 100% yours, Tom. Congratulations and welcome to fatherhood.” I rolled over and curled up into a ball while Tom and Brian continued their small talk. Brian must have eventually left because I felt Tom’s weight in the bed behind me, he wrapped his arms around me and began to kiss my neck, murmuring “It’s official boy, you’ve got my DNA for life now. I’ll always be your Daddy.” I felt his cock growing, he had put his piercing back in. My own cock strained against the cage it was kept in. How could I possibly be horny when I was this sick? I felt him shift around and lift my legs onto his shoulders. I barely opened my eyes, I felt too weak to do anything. Without lube or warning he pushed his pierced cock deep into my hole. I felt my ass tear with every inch. I screamed out in pain and began to pull away from him. Tom leaned forward and kissed me hard on the mouth. My senses were overwhelmed. I kissed him back and for a moment I didn’t feel sick anymore. He broke our kiss declaring “I Love you, John.” Tom was balls-deep in my ass and his blue eyes were piercing into mine. His timing of his declaration somehow seemed entirely appropriate. “I Love you Daddy.” The words escaped my mouth before I knew I’d even said them. He kissed me hard and I felt myself pushing my ass on to his cock. Was I enjoying myself? Did I actually love this man? I soon got my answer when Tom began to pick up the pace. I could feel my ass being torn up, I’d gotten used to the size of his cock and now came to expect the feeling of being full. “What do you want, boy?” “Daddy’s cum.” I felt Tom’s body seize up as he began to pound his toxic cum into my now wrecked hole. Without warning my body seized up too. Could I have an orgasm without being hard? Apparently I could. I felt the cum leaking from my locked up cock, it burned with every drip. Tom scooped it up with his fingers and pushed it into my mouth with the advice “That’s it, boy. Taste your first toxic load.” Tom kissed me again and I found myself wanting more. I continued to work my ass on his cock and his kissing grew deeper and more passionate. “I do mean it, John. You’re my boy and I do love you. I know you won’t mean it yet, but you will in time. Now let's get you ready for your party.” As soon as he pulled out from my ass I immediately felt sick again. My head pounded and the room began to spin. I didn't think I’d survive a party!

Thanks for the comments. Hope you enjoy the rest of it too. -------------- Part 2 - Travel time The next one and a half weeks flew by. The apartment suddenly had the same energy that it used to have. The two of them were joking and groping each other like when they had first met. The sex between Mark and Eric was non-stop. There were long fuck sessions in the evening until they passed out along with the occasional morning breeding. Eric was getting numerous doses of poz cum and his ass was constantly sore. At one point Mark asked Eric if it was okay to bring a couple other poz guys over to help make sure he got knocked up, but Eric insisted that he wanted only one person to be the one that charged him up and that was Mark. The night before Mark was to fly out to visit his brother, he started packing his suitcase. He laid out a few things and before he could get too far, Eric was behind him, naked. Eric started to undress Mark, playfully biting his neck and rubbing his body. Soon they were both on the bed naked and Eric really started to take over. He needed to fuck for a change since he had been bottoming all the time since he told Mark he wanted to convert. Eric quickly had Mark sucking his hard cock and before too long was fucking Mark’s face. He knew his shorter dick wouldn’t gag Mark and decided that once he was poz he would get his cock pierced like Mark’s. Once his cock was covered in spit he climbed between Mark’s legs and teased his hole to get it ready. A bit of tongue, some fingers, and finally cock played with Mark’s fuck hole until he started to push in slow and steady. As the head finally made it past the ring, Eric moved to fuck Mark harder and harder. He was so horned up from not fucking that it didn’t take long before he got to the point of no return. As his balls and cock throbbed, he told Mark “I’m not sure whether this load is neg or poz but its going inside you. NOW," burying his cock deep in Mark’s hole as the rush of cum shoot inside. The orgasm was one of the most intense that he had ever had. Eric looked down at Mark and saw a big huge grin on his face. Both of them had enjoyed this quick reversal of roles but now it was time for Eric’s dose of toxic seed. Mark flipped Eric over and drove his cock in hard. He had been dripping precum the entire time Eric had been fucking him and the precum lubed up Eric’s hole very fast. Mark was sure that there was no real need to breed Eric again, he was probably already infected but with the spark back in their relationship he didn’t want to derail it again. Mark decided that tonight’s fuck would be more sensuous than the previous week’s sex had been. Firm and hard, but still more akin to making love. He was going to be gone for several days and wanted tonight to be more than just a fuck to poz Eric up. They fucked for over two hours, during which Mark came in Eric three times, to the point his balls ached. Eric fucked Mark again and gave Mark an additional two loads, so the score was even at three loads each. They then collapsed, falling into a deep sleep. Mark got up early Thursday morning and finished packing. He knew he overpacked for just a few days trip, but he made sure there was plenty if lube and poppers in his bag. At the last minute he grabbed a dildo, a plug, some ropes and a blindfold and dumped them in the bag. Any drugs he wanted while he was back in the Midwest he could score on campus. Maybe even from the same guys he used to buy from, he laughed. He grabbed a Uber to the airport and checked his suitcase, chuckling at what the TSA might see when x-raying his bag. There were no direct flights so he had his tablet to watch some videos on the plane and during his three hour layover. The first flight went smoothly and they even landed early. No screaming kids, no obnoxious people in his row, just a bunch of business travelers. He grabbed a good nap since he was still tired from the night before. Getting off the plane he grabbed a large coffee, found his next gate and sat down for a long wait. After catching up on email and news it was time to recycle all the coffee he had drunk. Packing his backpack up, he wandered down the concourse and found the mens room. Walking in he checked out the guys at the urinals as he always did. Not a lot of guys were there and most didn’t interest him but there was one guy that caught his attention. Taller than Mark by a few inches and a body muscled up from working, not working out, his hair buzzed short and the scruff on his face about the same length. The guy made Mark’s cock and ass twitch. He walked up to the urinal to the left of the stud and pulled out his cock to start to piss. With his backpack slung over one arm, Mark wasn’t standing up straight and as he pulled his cock out the PA clanked against the porcelain urinal and caused him to jolt to the left a bit. He heard the guy next to him chuckle and mutter “nice” somewhat sarcastically. As he was finishing up emptying his bladder, the guy brushed against him and gave a nod towards the stalls. Mark knew he had at least an hour to kill so he shook his cock dry and stuffed it back in his jeans and zipped up. Looking around he didn’t see anyone else watching so he followed the stud back around the corner where there were a few stalls by themselves, all empty. After a second check to see if anyone was watching, he followed the guy into the first stall. Mark quickly put his backpack down next to the toilet and as he looked up the guy grabbed his head and held it tight, roughly kissing him and groping his ass. The stud’s strong hand slipped down the back of his jeans and a finger ran between his ass cheeks and into his hole. A moment later Mark found himself pushed down to the toilet seat. Looking up he saw the guy motion with his finger to his mouth to be quiet. Mark chuckled quietly to himself, having fucked many times in public toilets he knew the drill. He reached up and unbuttoned the stud's jeans and fished out the guy’s cock. Soft it was six inches and even thicker than Mark’s with a large PA like his own except for the pointy conical ends to the circular barbell ring instead of the balls Mark had on his. Mark eagerly sucked the cock into his mouth, his tongue wrapping around the piercing and the head as he took more of the cock into his mouth tasting the piss and some precum. Knowing he had to work quickly, he bobbed on the cock covering it with as much spit as possible. The stud’s cock kept growing and filled his mouth. The stud then gave a few quick jabs with his cock into his throat. With the PA scraping his throat raw, Mark thought 'Damn, this thing is gonna destroy my ass if he fucks me'. No sooner than he finished his thought, the guy pulled his cock out of Mark’s mouth and grabbed his arms, pulling him up and spinning him around in one move. Mark knew what was coming and unzipped his jeans and pulled them down with his underwear. He spread his legs and bent forward, bracing himself on the toilet. Mark felt a few spit covered fingers circle his fuck hole before they plunged in stretching Mark open. A few seconds later Mark felt the PA against his pucker and readied himself for the cock that was about to fuck him. He felt the pressure and tried to relax as the monster cock invaded his hole. Mark was used to big cocks and fists in his hole, but this was so sudden that he couldn’t prepare for the pain. As much as he wanted to scream out, he knew he couldn’t make any noise. The stud just kept pushing until all nine inches of cock was inside Mark, scraping, stretching and tearing its way inside. The guy gave Mark a few moments to adjust before he started fucking him with long, slow, hard thrusts. Each thrust seemed to get more brutal than the last. The fucking only lasted a few minutes but it seemed like an hour to Mark. Finally the stud pulled Mark up to his chest and buried his cock deep inside Mark’s ass. Mark could feel the pulses in his ass ring as the guy pumped his load inside Mark’s destroyed man cunt. As the guy’s orgasm faded he whispered in Mark’s ear “That load is going to be with you forever. Enjoy it.” Slowly the stud pulled his cock from Mark’s ass and spun him around forcing him back on the toilet. Mark knew what he was expected to do and began cleaning the cock in front of him. He could taste the blood and some very nasty tasting cum. Once the stud was satisfied he pulled his cock back and stuffed it back in his jeans. The stud slapped Mark’s face lightly and quietly muttered “Thanks, fucker” and squeezed out of the stall. Mark locked the door and took a few minutes to come down from the post fuck rush. He grabbed a wad of toilet paper and made up a makeshift tampon and stuffed it up his ass to keep the cum and blood soaking through his jeans on the next flight. When he stood up, his legs were still shaking and he realized he never had a chance to get off himself. Looking at his phone he realized he had to get back to the gate so he wouldn’t miss his flight. Once on the plane he was happy that he was the only person in his row on that side of the airplane since he knew anyone close could smell the cum. During the flight he replayed the whole fuck session over and over with his cock rock hard most of the time. 'What exactly did he mean by the load would be with him forever', he thought. Definitely at least HIV, but was it an untreatable strain? What other STDs had no cure or treatment? It was a rough flight and the plane bounced through the air the whole time. Mark’s ass ached from the pounding he had taken and each time the plane bounced he got a stinging reminder, but it was a feeling he enjoyed. Soon the plane was landing and Mark was hoping his emergency tampon had worked and there wouldn’t be a spot on his jeans. Just in case, Mark waited until he was the last passenger on the plane and got off. As he was getting off the plane the male flight attendant at the door smirked at him and said rather effeminately “Hope your evening is as good as the rest of the day.” Fuck, was the smell that obvious? Finding a bathroom, Mark went to a stall to swap out the tampon for a new one, finding it was easier to shit it out than to try and take it out with his fingers since the blood and cum had dissolved most of it. Inserting the new one, he stood and checked the toilet. The huge toxic load the guy gave him was there, all dark pink. He took a piss and flushed the toilet, washed his hands and headed off to get his suitcase from baggage claim. After getting his bag, he hopped on the car rental shuttle and took the ride to get his car. It seemed like the driver was aiming at every pothole he could find and each jolt sent a shockwave through Mark’s body. Once he got to the car rental office he went inside. Thankfully there was no line and a young guy was the only worker at the counter.

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. This is my first story. Go easy on me guys The following is pure fiction. It never happened and any similarity to any real life happenings is an amazing coincidence. Part 1: Intro “Fuck!” Mark yelled as he put his phone down. His calls with his parents had grown less frequent the past few years, but they always seemed to find a way to piss him off. The latest way was that they wanted him to go check up on his brother Joey at college since they had found out Joey had got thrown off the wrestling team and lost his sports scholarship and wouldn’t talk to them. “We would do it ourselves, but you know how we don’t like to travel to big cities” they said. “Big city? Its a damn college town in the middle of farmland," Mark replied, thinking to himself 'It seems my brother is following in my footsteps', knowing that his brother was even more easily distracted by partying than he had been. Mark began to think about the events that had brought him from a small, rural midwest town to where he was today. It had been quite a wild ride. Mark had left his small hometown and went to college several hours away for many reasons. First was to escape his parents who were very conservative and religious and tried to control everything Mark did. Second was so he could meet other gay guys his age without trying to hide it from his family, friends and nosy townspeople. And last was because there was nothing other than small community colleges nearby and Mark wanted be able to find a good career and move to one of the coasts and enjoy city life far away from his family. After a shaky start in school from too much partying his first semester, he did well. He got good grades, met lots of people and enjoyed a very active sex life. He was a lot more reserved his senior year when his brother decided to go to the same university. His parents were relieved that they were both going to the same school so that Mark could look after his little brother during his first year, but the reality was that they saw little of each other. Mark was busy with finishing up his senior projects and some hard classes while Joey was working out and practicing with the team when he wasn’t studying. They would occasionally run into each other at parties and go home for holidays together, but other than text messages they just lived in different worlds. After graduating, Mark landed a good job at a Silicon Valley software company and moved to California, sharing an apartment with his friend Eric who had also found work out there. The two of them had become friends with benefits their junior year but they never wanted to commit to a relationship since they enjoyed fucking everyone they could. Both, however, were quite relieved to be out of the Midwest, feeling liberated on the West Coast. They frequently went to San Francisco on weekends and hit any baths, bars and sex parties they could find. They had an easy time picking up guys - Mark was tall, a six foot Midwestern white guy with dark blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, nicely toned even though he only sporadically went to the gym (and then usually just to check out the guys), a light fur covered his chest with a trail down to an impressive package - almost eight inches and thick sporting a PA that he recently upped to 0 gauge. His legs and bubble butt also had a covering of light hair. Over the last year he had been adding ink to the two tattoos that he had gotten in college. Both arms now had complete sleeves - the left continuing the tribal motif he started in college, the right being considerably darker and gothic. He was about to start on the tattoos for his back and was getting the art finalized with his tattoo artist. Being truly versatile, he could usually find sex partners almost anywhere - top, bottom or other vers guys to flip with (his favorite). Eric was equally as handsome but very different than Mark and could easily attract his share of men too. Eric came from a traditional Japanese-American family who was not pleased when he came out. He rarely talked to them and it was one thing that Mark and Eric had in common and they had become each other's family. Eric’s darker skin was devoid of any tattoos and he worked out to a strict schedule to keep his muscular five foot, nine body toned, taut and shaved, except for a neatly trimmed bush surrounding a thick 6 inch uncut cock. The only adornments were a small goatee, pierced ears and nipples, and an ever present smile. Eric considered himself to be versatile as well, but in reality he spent most of the time as a bottom. Most would consider him a power bottom - aggressive and usually in charge. That attitude continued when he topped. Whoever he fucked knew who was in control. A few months ago, Mark came down with nasty flu and was home in bed for over a week. A few friends told him to go get tested and he found out he was HIV+. Eric got tested too, but was still negative. The news didn’t really slow either of them down, they both continued to work hard and play harder but Eric was more cautious with whom he hooked up with. Some of Mark’s fuck buddies wouldn’t fuck with him any more, others insisted on condoms which Mark still refused to use. Mark did try condoms with Eric to keep their sex life going, but they both hated the feeling so sex between them stopped. Eric didn’t want to get infected and started to think about going on prep. They still did social events together, but their relationship started to drift apart. Mark did find a new group of guys to fuck that were either already poz or didn’t care. Mark kept putting off the doctor's instructions to begin meds. Several of his poz friends started letting him know where to find neg guys that wanted poz loads and he really enjoyed his new found power. The first week he bred five neg guys, all of whom announced he had come down with 'the flu', which gave Mark's confidence a boost. He no longer feared he was either never going to have sex or only get to fuck a few other poz guys. None of Mark’s family knew of his sexuality or infection and Mark was keen to keep it that way. He had heard enough from his parents preaching about “how those queers were going to rot in hell.” Mark tried to talk to his brother over the phone about his parents' concerns, but didn't get any solid answers out of his brother, so Mark concluded he would need to meet with his brother in person if he was to get a handle on what was going on. He really cared about his brother Joey and wanted to make sure he was able to graduate and escape like he had. Mark talked to his boss and was able to get a few days off a couple weeks later, so when he got home from work he sat down at the computer and hit all the travel websites and found what he needed - air tickets for going Thursday and coming back Monday and a rental car. He originally thought it would be better to stay at his brother’s apartment, but the more the thought about it a hotel room would make it a lot easier to hookup if he had time. After hunting around for a couple hours, he found a place that wasn’t a dive and didn’t cost a fortune. The hotel had outside door access and remembered going to a few sex parties there when he was in school. Everything was set. He would have to work hard the next two weeks since he might have a few days off, but the deadlines were still the same. He closed the laptop and got up and got ready for bed. Naked, he slipped into the bed with Eric and they kissed each other just like countless other nights before Eric pulled away and told Mark “We need to talk.” Mark’s heart sank at the sound of Eric’s words. Thoughts flashed through his mind, but the one that stuck was that he was about to get dumped. Looking at Eric he knew something was wrong because Eric's smile was gone and he looked very serious. “I know things have been pretty awkward between us since you found out you are poz” Eric said. “I want you to know that I still love you.” Mark’s heart sank even lower. He started to speak but Eric cut him off before he got the first word out of his mouth. “Let me finish” Eric continued. “I’ve decided that I don’t want to go on PrEP, Mark. It just isn’t me. I want our relationship to be like it used to be. Passionate. Sensual. Wild.” He waited a moment and took a deep breath. “I want you to poz me Mark. Share with me your virus like we used to share everything else. I want a part of you to be with me forever.” Tears ran down Mark’s face as he heard Eric talk. He wasn’t sure he heard it all correctly, since he just relieved with the fact that Eric wasn’t dumping him. “Are you sure?” Mark said after a long pause. “You really want me to infect you?” Eric’s smile came back as he wiped the tears off Mark’s cheek. “Yeah I do. I’ve thought about it a lot and realized I was jealous of those guys you have pozzed. I want to share our life together as a poz couple” Eric replied. Kissing Mark passionately and aggressively, Eric stroked Mark’s cock. Breaking the kiss he continued “And I want you to start now. Breed my fuckhole full of your toxic seed. Make me the poz pig you know I can be." “Oh fuck yeah” was all that Mark could say as his mind raced. Since the moment he found out he was poz he had wanted to bring Eric into the poz brotherhood but knew it had to be Eric's choice. He had almost given up hope that Eric would change his mind, but now it was happening. As months of pent up lust took over his body, Mark grabbed Eric’s head and forced it down on his hardening cock. Eric greedily sucked down Marks shaft, feeling the new larger piercing push into his throat. Eric always prided himself on having almost no gag reflex but this was the first time with Mark’s larger piercing and it was noticeably bigger. His throat covered Mark’s cock with slime as his tongue flicked and probed around the cock. Eric was eager to feel Mark’s cock back inside his ass after such a long time. He really missed their almost daily fuck sessions that they had done since their college days. Wrapping his hand around Mark’s balls, he tugged a bit, something he knew Mark loved. He felt the big balls with his fingers knowing that their poisonous contents would soon be deep inside him. The thought sent waves of excitement through his body. With his other hand, Eric stroked his cock which was now harder than he ever remembered it being. Leaking his neg precum onto the bed Eric bobbed on Mark’s cock, occasionally pulling off and grabbing the piercing with his teeth and shaking his head driving Mark crazy. Finally Eric couldn’t wait any longer and climbed up on top of Mark and positioned Mark’s poz cock at his ass ring. Feeling the steel on his hole for the first time in months, he grinned and remembered how good Mark’s cock always felt inside him. Mark looked up at Eric as their eyes locked. “Are you sure about this Eric? You can stop if you want to” Mark said softly. Eric just breathed deep, letting his hole relax a bit and shoved down as hard as he could onto Mark’s rigid cock. The pain was intense and he let out a scream, but it was what Eric wanted. He wanted to make sure that his fuck hole would have lots of small tears so that the virus could quickly enter his body. In some ways he wanted to make sure that it was the first fuck that infected him, but he wanted to take Mark’s charged load every day until he knew that he was no longer neg. After pausing a few seconds with Mark’s cock balls deep inside, Eric begin to ride Marks cock like he had hundreds of times before. He moved with hard, long strokes bouncing off Mark’s body. The look of pure lust came over both of them as the sounds of grunts and their bodies slapping together filled the room. After twenty minutes of Eric riding Mark’s cock, Mark bucked Eric off, pushing him on to his back. Grabbing his legs, Mark lined his cock up to Eric’s swollen hole. Looking down he saw a few red streaks on his cock and he looked straight at Eric and said “You are so fucking ready to get knocked up. My precum has been soaking into your wrecked hole and now its time for you to get bred." Without any hesitation Eric replied “Fuckin’ do it. Poz me up.” With that, Mark shoved his cock back into Eric’s hole, making sure to go at an angle and dig his cock into the walls of Eric’s chute. As if possessed, Mark started to pound Eric rougher than he ever had. He used all of the tricks he learned from the past few months of breeding several bug chasers he had fucked and converted. The bed was rocking from the force of Mark’s thrusts. Both of them were moaning and grunting in the sheer ecstasy of the moment. Sweat was dripping off his body onto Eric’s own sweaty body. At one point, Mark flipped Eric onto his stomach and then pulled him up onto all fours. Standing up, he shoved in three fingers into Eric’s gaping hole and roughly twisted them, scratching with his fingernails as he turned his wrist back and forth. Eric whimpered at the pain from Mark’s preparation. Mark quickly replaced his fingers with his throbbing cock. He knew he was close to shooting his poz seed into his boyfriend. Leaning forward Mark’s head was next to Eric’s ear. Eric could feel the heavy breaths on his neck as Mark feverishly thrust his cock in and out of Eric’s ravaged hole. Their bodies slammed together over and over until Mark drove his cock in deep and held it there whispering “I love you” into Eric’s ear as his cock erupted. Spurt after spurt of toxic cum pumped into Eric’s gut. Mark just moaned as the cum kept shooting. He couldn’t remember ever shooting that much cum before. Marks body was pressed on Eric’s back while his cock unloaded the virus laden cum deep inside. As the pulses of cum subsided, Mark slowly started to thrust back in and out, pushing the cum around and deeper into Eric. A few minutes later his cock started to soften and Mark slowly pulled out telling Eric “Stay right there.” Mark jumped off the bed and went to the toy drawer in the dresser and pulled out a steel butt plug. Jumping back on the bed, he pressed the cold steel to Eric’s puffy hole and pushed it in until he felt the familiar pop as Eric’s hole sucked the plug the rest of the way in. Moving around to the side of the bed, he fed his dripping cock to Eric who quickly licked and sucked it clean. Once he had finished, Mark laid down in the bed, covered in sweat, cum and spit. Eric curled up next to him and kissed him one more time whispering “Thank you” as they both quickly fell asleep.

Part 6 - A Dilemma Mark was rudely awakened again by his phone ringing. His head pounded from the alcohol the night before. The ringing stopped and he tried to read the clock. 7:32 AM. WTF? He laid in bed a few more minutes and he heard the alert that said he had a voicemail. A few minutes later the phone rang again. Answering it, he heard his mom on the phone. “Are you ok?” “We haven’t heard from you.” “Is Joel OK?” “Have you been drinking?” and on an on. The same as yesterday - questions and not waiting for an answer. “Yeah, mom. I’m ok, Joey is ok. I spent all evening with him. I don’t really know everything yet, so I’m going back over today. Don’t worry, everything will be fine.” He hung up the phone and jumped into the shower to rinse off. Standing in the shower, the night before replayed through his mind. After drying off, Mark put on his jock, a pair of workout shorts and a sleeveless tee and his flip-flops. “Lets hit the gym and sweat out the hangover” he thought. He grabbed the complimentary bottle of water and headed out. To say Mark was bitterly disappointed by the gym was an understatement. The room gave the distinct impression it had served as a conference room at some point in the past, and management had christened it a gym by scattering some garage sale gym equipment throughout the room. Over in one corner he saw a door labeled 'Locker Rooms'. In another corner was a treadmill with boxes stacked on top of it. Another corner had the lone elliptical machine and on it was the Dad from breakfast the day before. Mark quickly looked around to make sure the kids and wife weren’t there. He walked over to a weight machine that was near the Dad and sat down on it, placing the water bottle on the floor. After adjusting the weights, he started to do some bench presses and zoned out just staring at the ceiling. He lost count. Was that 30 or 40 reps? He stopped and realized that the Dad had also stopped and was just staring at him. Looking down his body he saw his shirt had ridden up and exposed his abs, and the tip of his cock was poking above his shorts. Mark always got a little hard when he worked out. “Oh shit. Sorry,” Mark muttered. The Dad grinned and replied “No worries, I was just admiring your….uh, ink.” Mark sat up and pushed his cock under the top of his shorts. Grinning back he said “Oh, thanks. I heard your wife yesterday and I guess she’s not a fan of tattoos. By the way, I’m not a drug dealer, just a computer geek.” “Sorry about that. Yeah, she’s still pissed that I got this little tattoo a month ago” the dad said pulling up the sleeve of his t-shirt exposing a small tattoo that Mark couldn’t make out. “Cool, but if you were going to get so much grief you should have gone for something more elaborate” Mark said, laughing. “Yeah, I really should have. It’s a shamrock. The kids like it. I can’t imagine what she would have said if I came home with what I really wanted to get. A friend convinced me to start small and then work up to bigger. That’s not going to happen now. I’m Chris, by the way.” Mark introduced himself in return. The guys started working out again and chatting. After a while Chris got off the machine and said “I’m going to go see if the sauna works. Catch you later,” as he walked to the locker room door. Mark finished his set of reps of on the butterfly part of the machine and got up. “Sauna, huh. I love saunas,” he said with a chuckle. Mark went in to the locker room door and saw it led to a short hallway with door on either side “Men” on the left, “Women” on the right. He went through the left door and was greeted with a small locker room with metal lockers on both sides and a bench in the middle. 'This would make a great porn set' Mark thought. Further back was a small shower area with three showers that were larger than your typical locker room shower. Next to it was a cedar door that Mark assumed went to the sauna. He noticed a table in the corner with a stack of towels similar to the ones that Dennis had brought. Mark grabbed a towel, took his clothes off and hung them in a locker. He rinsed his body off and wrapped the towel around his waist and went towards the sauna. Opening the door he felt the blast of heat hit him. Sitting in front of him on the top bench was Chris, naked and sitting on his towel. Chris’s eyes opened and he said “Hey”, then grinned. Mark took off his towel and set it down about three feet from Chris and sat down on it. He looked over and saw the fresh tattoo and could finally make it out. It was only about an inch and a half square and probably just flash art. He looked over Chris’s body as the sweat dripped off of it. 'Yeah, I was right yesterday. Ex-jock,' mused Mark, only to realize Chris was looking at him too. His eyes darting all over - up and down his arms then to his cock and back to his arm. Mark swore he saw Chris’s cock twitch too. Finally Chris commented “Fuck that is so hot. I really wish I had the guts to do something like that.” Mark had an idea what Chris meant, but presenting a wry grin asked “Like what?” Chris blushed a bit and said “Everything. The ink. The piercing.” The last bit surprised Mark so he decided to push it and see where things might go. “Take a closer look if you want. I’m not shy.” With that Chris got up and moved closer, kneeling on the lower bench where Mark's feet were. Chris’s hand moved up and moved over the tribal tattoos on his arm. As Chris moved over to the other side to see the tattoos on his left arm his cock brushed Mark’s leg. Chris’s eyes roamed over his arm as his hand rubbed up and down over the images of skulls and snakes. He stopped with his fingers on the image of the reaper and looked at Mark “That's pretty intense.” Mark felt Chris’s cock resting on his leg and it was getting stiffer. He could sense that Chris also wanted to see the piercing in his cock but was afraid. Mark reached down and stroked his cock a few times and felt it get stiffer and lifted it up. “And then there’s this,” he said looking down at his cock. Chris swallowed hard and looked down and got a little closer. “Oh my god. That had to fuckin’ hurt. I’ve seen a few guys with a pierced dick, but never up close or this big. Why did you do it?” “Cuz it feels really good when I’m fucking and I’ve been told it feels great inside,” explained Mark. At this point he decided to go for broke. Mark moved his hand and started pushing Chris’s head towards his hard cock. “Take a closer look. Touch it. I know you want to.” He could feel Chris’s breathing get heavy and Chris raised his shaking hand and grasped Mark’s cock and then moved it closer to the head. His thumb pushed the piercing and it rotated a bit. Mark pushed his head closer. Feeling no resistance, he whispered “Suck it.” Chris stammered “Uh, I don’t know. I don’t usually do that sort of thing.” Mark keyed in on the word ’usually’ and said “So you’ve sucked a guy before?” He could feel Chris’s reluctance start to fade. “Just a couple of times. Nothing this big though.” Mark pushed Chris’s head to his cock, the cock head touching his lips. Chris opened his mouth and started to take Mark’s cock into his mouth. Slowly he started sucking and playing with the piercing with his tongue. Chris started to bob up and down on his cock and Mark moaned. It wasn’t the best blowjob he had gotten, but having a straight guy suck him really turned him on. Mark looked down Chris’s body and saw his ass moving around as he was sucking his cock. 'I wonder...,' thought Mark. Mark started to move his hips, thrusting his cock deeper into Chris’s mouth. Chris gagged a few times but kept sucking. Mark pushed his cock into Chris’s throat and held his head there with his hands for a few seconds before letting up. Chris stood up and gasped for breath “Oh Fuck!” he grunted only to go back down and resume sucking. Mark didn’t want to waste his load down Chris’s throat so when he started to get close he pushed Chris off and said “My turn” with a smile, gesturing for Chris to take Mark's seat. Chris sat back down on his towel and Mark got between his legs. The cock facing Mark was a rock hard six inches of circumcised baby making meat. Obviously he must have enjoyed sucking Mark’s cock if he stayed hard the whole time. Mark began his oral endeavors by licking up and down Chris’s shaft and curling his tongue around the head. He dug his tongue into the piss slit and wrapped his lips around the head sucking gently. He slowly descended down the shaft moving up and down until he was almost at Chris’s pubes. He opened his throat and dove down the remaining distance and squeezed his throat around the tip of Chris’s cock. Mark felt Chris shiver and knew this was much better than he ever got from his wife. Mark kept working Chris’s cock a few more minutes and then pulled off before moving down and sucking one of Chris’s balls into his mouth and massaging it with his tongue. Pulling back he stretched the ball in its sack until it popped out of his mouth. Hearing the moaning from Chris, he repeated it with the other ball. Mark then pushed Chris’ legs back and started licking down the taint to Chris’s pucker and brushed his tongue over the hole. Tasting just a bit of funk, Mark kept flicking his tongue over Chris’s fuck hole making him moan even louder. He brought his finger up and circled the hole before pushing in just up to the first knuckle. A loud gasp came from Chris. Mark continued working Chris’ hole with his finger, getting deeper and feeling the hole start to relax a bit. He looked up and Chris had his eyes closed with a big smile on his face and was holding his legs open for Mark. Mark stood up on the lower bench and ran his cock across Chris’ straight boy hole. When the steel ring touched Chris’s hole, Chris’s eyes opened wide almost immediately, as he exclaimed “No! I can’t take that!” “But your hole says it wants it, Chris,” Mark said softly while rubbing his leaking cock around his pucker and pushing in gently. Chris’ breathing turned into a panting. "Relax, Chris, I'll go easy," Mark said soothingly just before he spat a large glob of saliva on to the head of his cock and a second at mid length. He also worked several globs of saliva into Chris’ hole, using the head of his cock as a bludgeon. “Breathe deep, now exhale” and as Chris exhaled Mark pushed in and felt the head pop inside. Pausing for a moment, Mark let the precum ooze from his cock inside Chris’s tender hole. He started to rock his body, working his cock in deeper and deeper as he heard Chris grunt and groan. Once he was half way in his rocking motion gave way to bigger thrusts and he would occasionally stroke Chris' still hard cock. Usually when Mark got to fuck a straight guy, their cock never stayed hard but Chris was enjoying this too much. As Mark’s strokes got deeper he started nudging Chris’ prostate and he watched as the precum started to run out of Chris’ dick. Mark was thrusting in all the way and feeling his balls slap Chris’ ass. He knew he was close and his conscience was poking his brain. Mark continued driving his cock into the now sloppy hole as he instructed “Chris, look at me.” Chris’ eyes opened as he grunted with each inward stroke and nodded. “Chris, I’m about to cum. I’m HIV positive and I will probably infect you if I breed you. Do you want me to pull out?” The thrusts were getting harder and more erratic. Chris looked right into Mark’s eyes and said “Breed me. Give me your cum.” The words were exactly what Mark wanted to hear and he slammed his cock in as his balls pumped their tainted seed deep into Chris’ fertile hole. After the last spurt of cum shot into Chris’ hole Mark moved back and he pulled his spent cock out of Chris’ now swollen hole. Over his shoulder he heard “That was damn hot.” Turning to look, he saw Dennis there, naked, stroking his hard cock. “Can I have a turn?” Chris weakly nodded, still in a daze. Dennis was in between Chris’ legs before he could change his mind and thrust his cock into the poz-cum filled pussy. Dennis started pounding Chris like it was the last fuck he would ever get. Their bodies slammed together over and over until Dennis grabbed Chris’ shoulders and rammed his cock in all the way and let out a growl as he unloaded his seed deep inside Chris’ guts. Almost immediately Chris’ cock erupted covering both of them with neg cum. Both of them were breathing hard and Dennis slowly pulled his cock out of Chris’ hole. The three of them got up and walked out of the sauna and went to the showers, sharing one shower stall as they rinsed off. Chris turned to Mark and asked “Were you serious about being poz?” “Yeah, I was. You still okay with it?” replied Mark. “Too late now, but yeah. I’ve been wanting to get fucked like that for a long time. Maybe now I’m free to do it." Dennis just grinned as he listened to the conversation. Dennis said “Gotta get back to work. Thanks” and dried off, dressed and left. Chris then dried off and dressed, walking out of the locker room a bit stunned. Mark toweled off and went to his locker. Opening the locker, he took his clothes out and found a note tucked inside. It was Dennis’s phone number. Mark went back to the room and contemplated his actions from last night and today. Was he going down a bad, dark path? After taking a long shower in the room, he made his plan. He got dressed, forgoing his usual jockstrap for boxer briefs, and jeans and a t-shirt. Grabbing his phone and keys he walked out the door and hopped in the car. He drove over to the big chain pharmacy and went inside. Mark roamed the aisles as if on a mission. Damn, he hated how they re-arranged these stores every month so you could never find anything. Finally he turned down the right aisle and spotted his target. He grabbed two home HIV test kits from the shelf then looked around and picked up a ten pack of condoms. Going to the front of the store he noticed this store didn’t have the self-serve checkout lines like his at home did. Oh well. Dropping the items on the counter the middle-aged female clerk looked at him with a disapproving expression. 'Fuck her,' thought Mark. He paid and took his bag out to the car and looked at the clock. It was 12:15 PM. 'Damn, I’m late' he thought. Mark knocked on Joe and Kyle’s door, it took a few minutes before Kyle opened the door. He obviously had just awoken. Mark entered the apartment and tossed the bag on the couch and sat down. Kyle headed to the kitchen and said “Coffee?” "Sure," Mark replied. He sat there a while until Kyle brought the cup of java and Joe finally came out of the bedroom and plopped down in the chair looking pretty hungover. Mark took a sip and then said in a serious tone “Joe, we need to talk about something, but first stand up turn towards the door and pull down your shorts.” Joe slowly got up and said “This is starting out to be a pretty kinky day.” Mark looked at Joe’s butt closely and said, “OK, pull em up and sit down.” Joe looked at Mark very confused. “What the fuck were you doing in the john at the club last night? Are you fuckin’ nuts? Just bent over taking cock like a slut from anyone who pulls his dick out? Do you even know who fucked you last night?” Joe’s jaw dropped and his foggy mind couldn’t put together anything to say. It was just “um, uh, I, uh....” Mark continued “You’re gonna get yourself pozzed like that. And who knows what other diseases - Hep, syphilis, gonno, herpes.” Joe’s face just went blank as he stared back at Mark. With Joe saying nothing and Kyle staying quiet too, he opened the bag and tossed a test box to Joe and the other one to Kyle. “Take these. NOW.” Joe and Kyle opened the boxes and followed the instructions step by step. The room was silent while they waited and Mark kept the time for waiting calling out the first time to check middle and end time. Mark was hoping that Joe was already poz and he wouldn’t be the one that pozzed him up from last night’s fuck. After each time was called, Joe would say 'Fuck' and nothing else. At the end Mark asked “Kyle, what did your test say?” Quietly Kyle said “Neg”. Mark looked at Joe and asked him the same thing. “Neg. Again.” “Again?” Mark asked. “Yeah, we’ve been trying to get pozzed up for a several months now” Joe explained. Kyle was nodding in agreement. “Fuck. Are you nuts? There’s no cure. And if you don’t take the drugs it kills you.” “I’m know what can happen and I’m not nuts. I got sick of trying to avoid it. I hate using condoms, sex is better bare. And it really turns me on thinking each guy who fucks me may be the one to gift me," Joe explained. “There’s PrEP. You can get fucked by anyone and not get pozzed. With HIV anyway,” added Mark. “If I’m taking drugs why not just be poz too?” was Joe’s retort. Mark realized that Joe and Kyle had already made up their minds and he wasn’t going to change them. And deep down, he didn’t want to change their minds. He had already bred each one of them and it was too soon to tell if he infected them. With that realization he made a snap decision. “Well, I was in the john last night watching you get fucked and I know at least one poz guy bred you. And he’s got a pretty high viral load too. So you might be on your way” Mark told Joe. “Who? You watched the whole thing? And didn’t say anything until now? Oh fuck.” said Joe. “No, I just saw part of it. I didn’t know it was you until later” Mark added. “How much later? Did Kyle tell you?” Joe looked at Kyle with an evil look. “No, Kyle didn’t say anything. I found out it was you as I pulled my cock out of your ass and saw the birthmark on your butt cheek,” explained Mark. “So, did the poz guy fuck me before or after you?” asked Joe. “Joe, it WAS me.”

Now and then I will get horny/bored enough to go into a gay chatroom on a crappy site that few guys know about/use, mostly fat slobs in their 60s to 80s bitching that they can't find true love because of their age, yet steadfastly refusing to chat with anyone over 25 years old who doesn’t have a porn-star body. The chat software hasn't been updated since like 2000, the chat crashes/boots people for no reason frequently (it's buggy as fuck) and the room has a pathetic max capacity; it's a global chatroom (not localized) so finding someone nearby is next to impossible. Aside from the usual trolls and time-wasters, you'll occasionally find someone fun to chat with, and sometimes I can't resist the urge to troll people who are being extra annoying or painfully stupid. Today I saw a young twinky white boy (20 according to his profile and pics) asking about "safe sex" and how much condoms reduce the risk of anal, how much riskier is it to bottom vs top, how risky is oral vs anal, etc; apparently he was too stupid to use Google or talk to his doctor, and had turned to random men in a shitty chatroom for advice on the subject. Things he said in open chat made it clear he had gone to school in one of those idiot southern towns that teaches jack shit about sex ed (and nothing about gay sex). My inner troll got a raging boner, and this is the chatlog that resulted. Maybe he was trolling me as much as I was trolling him; maybe he was for real. Chat handles and some of the chatlog changed for my privacy/legal protection. **Asterisks before and after indicates a note I added that was not part of the actual chat.** Will post updates if I hear from him again. Enjoy: [ME] hi, I can answer your questions regarding risk factors. [Naive Boy] Hi there. thanks! I appreciate it **At the start of the chat, I start off by saying things that are true, to gain his trust and to gauge what he knows** [ME] first, "safe" and "unsafe" are relative. No sex is 100% risk free. Even jacking a guy off carries a small degree of risk (if your skin is broken and his fluids get on it, for example). So if you can't handle any risk, you should NOT have sex [ME] That said, handjobs are pretty much 0% risk of STDs [Naive Boy] ok that makes sense! Shouldn’t be risky if your hand isn’t hurt **He seems to like me so far, so I decide to test him a bit by mixing truths with things of questionable veracity** [ME] Oral is almost zero risk if you are getting sucked or rimmed. If you are rimming or sucking another guy, the risk is still low but higher than if you are the one getting sucked/rimmed. [ME] The same is true of swallowing piss vs pissing in another guy’s mouth, or swapping spit **After a couple moments he has not replied to me. He has not tried to question or refute what I’m saying, so I figure he’s either seen through my bullshit already and is now ignoring me, or he’s buying it. If it’s the former I’ve already lost so I can’t make things worse, but I figure if it’s the latter, I should press my luck and move on to blatant lies with a few bits of truth thrown in to make the lies more believable, see how he reacts** [ME] condoms don't really protect you during anal whether you are a top or a bottom. While you can get a urinary tract infection as a top from anal sex, the risk of STDs from topping bareback is not really any higher than getting a blowjob [Naive Boy] ok yeah because basically for the top, the action is virtually the same as getting sucked: cock going inside of the guy’s body **He responded, so either he knows I’m full of shit and is trolling me, or he is buying what I’m saying. If he thinks I’m full of shit or is undecided, maybe I can get him back on board. I decide to increase my credibility in his eyes, because even if he’s buying it, the more he trusts me the bigger the lies he’ll swallow later** [ME] when a top gets an STD, it's usually because his cock got cut by a razor shaving too soon before sex, or a fingernail scraped him or a tooth scraped him before fucking. Break in the skin means a chance for transmission [Naive Boy] oh ok that's interesting about the issue with cuts, scratches, etc. I see what you're saying **Is he buying it or not? I can’t tell. I decide to push it, start piling up the lies, but try to state them in ways that still sound plausible** [ME] so normally a top is pretty damn safe, unless he's on drugs or drunk, because of reduced sensitivity he'll have rougher sex and not notice his cock rubbing a bottom's teeth, or dig his fingernail into his cock trying to get it inside the bottom's ass. If you're sober for sex as a top you can pretty much bareback all you want without any worry [ME] with me so far? [Naive Boy] ok see it's cool to actually get some help really understanding since so much information just says: use condoms, all risk is the same. but it doesn't make sense if you think about it logically, like you're explaining. can you help me understand some more about what you meant when you said that condoms don't really protect during anal anyway? **Okay, so I’m thinking the only gay-focused sex education he’s had, was condom-nazis yelling their “all sex is dangerous, use condoms for everything, even oral, or you’ll get AIDS and 50 other STDs the first time you have sex” drivel. Since he has already seen through a lot of their propaganda, maybe I can use that to my advantage. I need to give him basic info that is easily verifiable, meshes with what he’s been told by others, but once that’s done, I need to put things in a context that makes things seem to be the opposite of what the condom-nazis told him, so it reinforces his belief they were lying to him, which will also build his faith in me** [ME] ok let me see if I can word this in a way that makes sense without misleading/misinforming you on anything [ME] this might take a minute [Naive Boy] ok no problem! [ME] So condoms have different materials they can be made of, lambskin, rubber/latex, and different materials for people with latex allergies [Naive Boy] yeah I know that already lol [ME] different materials have different properties and each can break or wear down due to different things, like the lube being used, fingernail tear, etc [Naive Boy] ok [ME] for example, if you use a latex condom (and like 99% of the time guys use latex) with an oil based lube, the condom will slowly break down until it tears open [Naive Boy] oh see I had no idea about that **Seeing an opening, I go for it** [ME] so if a guy was jacking off with oil earlier, or put lotion on after his shower, then goes to fuck you, the leftover oil on his cock can wear down the condom, and during sex it would break inside you [ME] since most men leak out precum during sex, the result is even if the guy stopped and pulled his cock out of you before orgasm, you would still have some of his cum inside you by then [Naive Boy] is precum the liquid that kind of leaks out when you're hard? [ME] yes, it's mostly fluid from your balls without any sperm in it, but sperm CAN be present sometimes. However, it's not the sperm that carries STDs, it's the fluid [Naive Boy] oh ok I didn't realize. yeah most guys I've been with get leak like that **I figure making latex condoms seem weak to oil is good, but I need to hammer home how useless condoms are, but I want to make my arguments stand up somewhat to any Googling he might be doing. I figure shit-talking lambskin will work. If I make one type of condom seem useless, I can get him to start doubting the usefulness of all condoms** [ME] lambskin condoms are used to prevent pregnancy and some STDs, however they basically form a small net that catches the sperm [ME] since the holes in the net are meant to trap sperm, a lot of smaller stuff (like viruses, which are TINY compared to a sperm cell) slips through easily [Naive Boy] oh yeah ok I see what you mean so like even though the semen doesn't go through, the viruses or whatever do [ME] well again, sperm and seminal fluid are 2 separate things that together make up semen [ME] but yeah, the lamb skin condoms stop sperm but not much else [Naive Boy] wow ok see I had no idea about that [ME] latex and plastic condoms can easily degrade, they tend to get tiny holes/tears in them that let stuff through [ME] plus condoms tend to irritate your rectal lining, so if stuff DOES get inside you, you're more likely to get infected. your rectum is actually pretty good at protecting you from infection even if you take cum into your body. Think of it, you literally have shit in there all the time and the bacteria/viruses from that don't get into your bloodstream [Naive Boy] ok and i wonder if like maybe even the anus itself, because I guess it's probablyu kind of acidic (because of digesting stuff), automatically damages the condom, regardless of the material, and even if it doesn't break stuff could go through? [ME] well, if you douche before sex that's not a real issue [Naive Boy] ok got it! [ME] what happens is most people have some degree of latex allergy, and latex/plastic tends to rub/grip your rectum lining as the top fucks you, so it causes tiny tears in your asshole/rectum. put a glove on and rub it against your other hand, versus just rubbing your hands together, you'll see what I mean [Naive Boy] oh yeah I hadn't thought of that but that makes so much sense [ME] so the result using condoms is your rectum is irritated and has tiny tears in it, so if stuff does get past the condom (which happens more often than not), you are MUCH more at risk of it entering your bloodstream (which is how you actually get infected) [Naive Boy] oh wow so basically the condom itself really increases the possibility of infection [ME] if you are letting the top fuck you no condom, that doesn't happen. a HUGE cock can tear your asshole some if you aren't careful, but for most big dicks even if the fuck hurts you some, your asshole is stretching not tearing so it's not a worry **He didn’t respond for a minute and I worried I had overplayed my hand, so I carefully tried to gauge him** [ME] any questions or are you with me so far? [Naive Boy] yes so far so good. because without the condom, there isn't all that irritation as he fucks and most men are not that huge anyway and even if they are, like you said, the pain is from ass stretching and not tearing enough to be a worry [ME] Yes, plus a lot of men do stupid shit like use expired condoms or keep condoms in their pockets/wallet, and the body heat degrades the condom. so men think they are being safe but the condom does nothing or makes things worse [Naive Boy] yeah I always thought condoms are really way more fragile than people think. Expiration dates on condoms always worried me **Okay, so I seem to have him believing condoms are totally worthless. I decide to move on and test his gullibility. I quickly think up something totally raunchy** [ME] okay so got it so far? because the next part you are gonna think I am crazy but it's true. and yes condoms expire/degrade easily, they really don’t do much to protect you [Naive Boy] yes so far so good [ME] do you rim ass or take cock ass to mouth? [Naive Boy] yeah i've done that some, not a lot but yeah I've done it [ME] guys tend to freak out and want it spotlessly clean to do that, but you should do it a little dirty now and then. you'll get sick the first time or two, but then your body will build up immunity and it will protect you from that sort of stuff later. because guys will do stuff like scratch their ass then touch their cock, and then have you suck them. If you have no resistance built up you can get REALLY sick. But if you've rimmed guys a little dirty before or done dirty ass to mouth your body will normally be fine. For example, Hep A, you get it once and NEVER have to worry abaout it again [Naive Boy] whoa I had never thought about it like that before. like about the resistance part! Kind of crazy but it makes so much sense! like how people who get exposed to the flu might get a little sick but then they get resistance. or exposure to other germs and stuff [ME] sort of like a vaccine. this is gross/hard to believe I know but it's true lol, I know most guys don't discuss it during safe-sex talks so thought it should be mentioned. If you said "I don't rim" I would have skipped it [Naive Boy] ok no man I appreciate it because it really opens my eyes to hear this. the usual safe sex information seems so fake and not really authentic to the reality of what really happens between men [ME] I don't know if you have fuck buddies or a boyfriend or what, but you should find a guy who's into having you lick his dirty asshole, do it a couple times, get your resistance up. **Another pause. I figure he’s either been trolling me and I passed his limit, or he was believing me before but finally saw I was lying to him. I almost closed the chat but said fuck it, tried to see if I could get a response** [ME] I know it’s kind of nasty but I’m trying to help you. People usually don’t like talking about this but I figured you should know. It’s obviously up to you if you follow my advice or not ok? [Naive Boy] I know, and thinking it over, it’s gross but it sounds like I need to do it so I definitely will. I don't have a boyfriend but I play around with an older guy semi regularly. we've done some rimming and ass to mouth, once he fucked another boy’s ass and had me suck his cock after he took the condom off. Maybe he’d be into it again, but bareback. I’ll bring it up with him for sure **If he is serious, I don’t want his fuck buddy telling him I’m full of shit and ruining everything, so I try to steer him away from talking to others about it** [ME] you don't have to go into details of why you want it, most guys won't understand it even when it's explained. just ask him if you can try a bit of raunch play, ask him not to shower before you play, tell him you want to smell his balls and armpits unshowered. When you blow him, you should be able to smell if his asshole is dirty, if it is, suck him in different positions until you can start rimming him before he can object (if you can get a your tongue against his dirty butthole for a few seconds, it won’t matter if he makes you stop after, you’ll already have what you need on your tongue). Then you won't need an awkward discussion about wanting to lick his dirty ass, and if he freaks out you can say you didn’t realize his asshole was shitty [Naive Boy] ok good idea. other thing I could do is text him in the morning before he goes to the gym. he showers once a day at the gym. so I know that if we do it before he goes the gym, he won't have showered for a day. [ME] ok. sorry if a bit gross, but to be clear, you want to be licking him when he's taken a dump but hasn't showered since then [ME] a sweaty ass crack/butthole isn’t enough, you need to get some of his shit on your tongue [Naive Boy] ok he has to have taken a dump recently? if he took one the night before and didn't shower after, that's not enough? **I don’t want him over thinking this and deciding not to do it, so I move on** [ME] that should be fine. my point is you need him to be dirty and not just sweaty. that's all. ready for next topic? [Naive Boy] yes thanks! I am ready **I figure, if he’s for real and buying it all, I might as well aim for the stars. I take a moment and start in again, still mixing truth with lies in case he checks anything* [ME] so you get condoms don't really protect you, right? we clear on that? [Naive Boy] Yeah I don’t see a point in using them anymore. If anything, it sounds like using them makes things more risky for the bottom [ME] but if you get fucked bareback, you still need to protect yourself [ME] so best ways to protect yourself, first, ask guys before sex if they are [ME] negative [ME] if they say No, ask when their last test/screening was. If it was more than 3 months ago, find another guy [Naive Boy] ok so if neg and test was 3 months or less, that's fine [ME] HIV takes a while to build up in the body. If a guy was tested six months ago, had sex and got infected 5 months ago, he will at the peak viral load and high risk of infecting you. and if a guy doesn’t get tested regularly, he's not being cautious and you shouldn't have sex. While if a guy got tested 3 months ago, got infected the night after he was tested, you can take his cum up your ass and the viral load will be minimal, though still have some risk [ME] make sense? [Naive Boy] yeah that makes sense, I guess **I don’t like the “I guess” part, but decide to press on with an all-or-nothing bid to try to get him pozzed** [ME] ok, so like the dirty rimjob stuff, this will sound crazy but it's true [Naive Boy] ok [ME] the best men to have fuck you bareback, are guys who tell you they are poz, especially poz undetectable. A neg top (like I said earlier) can get infected, not know it, and have an extremely high viral load (the number of HIV viruses in a drop of blood, more virus per drop means more chance of infecting you). A poz guy will be on medication to reduce his viral load, most guys on meds will be undetectable, meaning their is little or no active virus in their body, so they literally CANNOT infect you [Naive Boy] so it's about the quantity of the virus in the blood then and a guy who is poz and on meds, has a very little. so safer than a guy who isn't sure because he could have a high level. and the poz guy if you can’t detect it at all, then no way to infect, good to know! [ME] plus, poz men have to get tested regularly as part of treatment, so they know and get treated quickly if they catch another STD. neg guys will often get an HIV test once a year and nothing else, so they might get say the clap, and not know till they get sores on their cock much later, by which time they gave it to a dozen boys [Naive Boy] wow yeah that makes sense! because he's getting tested and treated for stuff [ME] funny huh? if I started chat saying "safest sex is letting poz guys cum in your ass bareback, and licking dirty assholes" you probably wouldn't have reacted well huh? lol, but now you get it, right? [Naive Boy] YEAH! Now i get it totally get it. I used to be really kind of like militant about condoms but was always curious about bareback. but talking to you has really changed my mind honestly. Licking a shitty butthole still grosses me out, but I guess I need to do until I get sick so I don’t get even sicker later [ME] last bit of advice, don't ask for advice from people like you did in chat, I know a lot but most guys are idiots, they'll tell you to stick to condoms and neg-only for your tops. You are honestly better off getting fucked bareback by men who you know are poz. Plus the sex will be way hotter I promise. You gonna seek out poz guys to bareback you from now on? just curious [Naive Boy] well see here's the thing, I'm kind of nervous to use condoms now because I realize that if I do, when I bottom, it will put me at a higher risk instead of protecting me. and if the guy says he's neg, still he might not know for sure so that's bad. but if he's poz that means he's on treament. and even if he's not undetectable, there will be less risk, especially if it's bareback because then no risk of the condom doing damage to my insides and then breaking inside me anyway. Am I getting it right? That’s how I feel now anyway **He seems to be buying it. I give it a last push** [ME] like I said, the safest sex is to have guys you know are poz fuck you bareback, and it’s perfectly fine to let them cum in you. Plus if a guy is honest in telling you he is poz that means you can trust him to be honest about other STDs. Plus, like we’ve talked about, exposure gives you resistance. So if you let medicated poz men cum in your ass, you’ll build up resistance, so you can let anyone fuck you without worrying about HIV because you’ll basically be immune. You just need to find lots of poz men to fuck your ass bareback to get to that point. Make sense? If you have questions feel free to ask [Naive Boy] it’s weird, but you made this all make sense to me [Naive Boy] thanks so much man! [ME] so you good now? gonna start letting poz guys fuck you bareback? [Naive Boy] yes! because I want to have good sex but I really want to stay safe too [ME] cool. glad I could help you. [Naive Boy] thanks for your time! [ME] hey, one last thing, if you don't mind? [Naive Boy] no problem sure [ME] this is for my own pervert desire, but could you email me on here and tell me about how things go, when you give your buddy your first dirty rimjob? And if you get poz cock in your ass and feel like telling me, I love hearing about other guys' sex lives, especially guys new to bareback sex [Naive Boy] I sure will. I feel so much more confident about barebacking now [ME] you really are much safer getting fucked bareback by a dozen guys who are open about being poz, than having 2 or 3 "neg" guys fuck you with condoms on. So I hope you will feel free/confident enough to go out and take a lot of poz cocks and cum [Naive Boy] yes I will! [Naive Boy] thanks again man! ttyl -- user left or got disconnected --

It's fine that you aren't a chaser. Not everybody has to want HIV. But you do want your bf to cum inside you. You really have two choices: get on PrEP or accept that your bf may poz you. Deciding that your bf and your connection is worth the risk of HIV is not the same thing as chasing; you want to have an intimate connection to this one poz guy. You just need to make peace with the thought of getting knocked up by him before it happens. Otherwise, you may regret it afterwards which would fuck up things with your bf (not necessarily forever).

I've always preferred anon sex over any other kind. I started having sex with guys at the YMCA/NYC dormitories and then continued in bathhouses. The problem with anon sex is it's reputation which is why I like the piece by SafestSex.org on anon sex. It presents anon sex as a normal need (http://safestsex.org/aboutmen-en.php) that men have and I like that. Most sexologists keep talking about "healthy sexuality" which excludes anon sex. I'm now convinced that men can make great friends but after having anon sex. First have anon sex, repeat it if both like it, and then if interested they can meet and have a great relationship. Instead of meeting first for coffee.

I got a text yesterday from one of my regular younger poz fuckboys saying he was bored in his Friday classes at university, wondering what I was doing and that he was extremely horny. Thinking he wanted a quick bj I suggested somewhere on campus, in a more private and secluded area and in the confines of my car. He said that campus police were a problem. So a plan B materialized: my house. I picked him up and drove him to my house not too far from campus. It didn't talk long to get out of clothes. And believe you me, it wasn't just an ordinary bj to get his rocks off. After some initial kissing and caressing, I got to his hole to eat it out. Then came my hard dick pressing against his boyhole, just if to say, "Knock! Knock! I'm about to cum inside!" LOL! Well he wanted my bare daddy dick BAD. I fucked him for some time and came in his boyhole. He flipped me to fuck me. He lasted about 2 mins. and came in me BIG TIME. I guess I got the student cummer's discount for a re-fuck, hehe!

A few years ago my partner Steve and I went to Gay Days in Disneyland. It always happens the first full weekend in October. We had been a few times before and always had a blast. We’d meet guys from all over the country and run around with them for the day inside the park. One of the best things about the weekend is that on Friday and Saturday they always have giant parties host in different locations around the parks or in one of the host hotels. We would go dance, drink, and make out with guys that we just meet or from earlier in the day. My partner and I also have a big sexual appetite and this night was no different. We play together as well as separately. It was Friday night, we had gone back to the hotel room to get cleaned up and ready for the Kingdom party that was being held at the House of Blues in downtown Disney. We had a few cocktails in the room to get pre-liquored up since the drinks tend to be damn expensive. Arriving at the House of Blues, we found the party in full swing, music blazing, and go-go boys shaking their asses for those willing to give up a dollar or two for a quick grope and squeeze. Steve was talking with a hot muscle guy, Anthony, who we had meet earlier in the day while waiting in line for Space Mountain. They chatted while I danced for a while with a couple of guys with their shirts off. Finally I was thirsty and walked over to them. By this point the muscle guy was joined by his boyfriend, Peter, who was a tasty hot dark haired guy with a tight body. We all chatted for a little while as we continued to drink the night away. Soon this led into us making out near the bar. All of us hot and bothered and were ready for some action. Steve suggested that he and Anthony go back to our room while Peter and I make way to theirs. We all agreed and went on our way. It turns out that we were staying in different hotels and headed in opposite directions. The entire way to Peter’s room we could not keep our hands off each other. Rubbing, kissing, and reaching into each other’s pants. When we finally made it to the room Peter opened the door and to my surprise two other guys where in the room sitting on the bed watching TV. Peter had forgotten to mention that they were sharing their hotel room with a couple of friends, Eric and Jason. I was concerned that we would not be able to fuck, and I really needed some fat cock in my ass! Peter eased my worries very quickly as he just closed the door and threw me on the bed and started kissing me all in one motion. He asked if it was okay if Eric and Jason could watch and I said that they could join in as far as I was concerned. They both were built very similar to Peter. In no time at all we were each naked and everyone was sucking someone else's cock. Peter had been sucking on Jason’s cock before moving onto to eating my ass out. This is when I notice that all three of them had a tattoo around their belly buttons. Each a different design but each the same thing…a bio hazard tattoo! I was shocked and stop sucking on Eric fat uncut cock. Eric looked down and me and smiled asking if I liked the tattoo. I just lay there, wide eyed, while Peter continued to eat my hole. I told Eric that I was hoping to get cock in my ass but now that I saw their tats that that was not going to happen. Peter popped up for my hole and asked “why not?” I replied because they were all poz. Peter just chuckled and said I already had a poz load soaking into my hole. “What the fuck do you mean I already have a poz load soaking into my hole?!” “You have Jason’s thick toxic load in your hole.” Jason had cum in Peter’s mouth while we were sucking each other’s cock, before Peter started eating my ass out. Peter did not swallow and worked Jason’s load into my hole with his tongue so I would be ready for all of their cocks. I have to admit that even though I was freaking out on the inside I was extremely turn the hell on. I had always fantasized about taking a poz cock and load in my ass. I always jacked off to stories online about being stealthed but had never told anyone about it, not even Steve. Peter could see that my cock started to throb even more and was leaking a heavy amount of precum after he told me I had Jason’s toxic load in my ass. Peter placed his thick cock at the opening of my hole and gave me a look as if waiting for my approval that he go ahead and fill my ass with his cock. I gave him a smile and started to suck Eric’s cock again and started to stroke Jason’s. This is all Peter needed before sliding into my ass fast and deep in one swift motion hitting his balls against my ass. “Fuck yeah,” I grunted, my voice somewhat muffled by Eric’s cock. Peter worked his cock in my hole good, pulling all the way out and slamming it back in balls deep. I had not been fucked like this in a long while. That 'Fuck yeah' was all I could manage. I was so fucking turned on by the thought of having my hole used by a fat uncut poz cock bareback, let alone getting three raw poz cocks in my ass! Peter lasted about ten minutes before his breathing increased and shouted “Take my dirty fucking seed you slut!” I could feel his cock pulse inside my ass as it deposited the second toxic load of the night. His cock twitched and throbbed inside me making my flesh and hole twitch in delight. The second Peter slid out, Eric slid into my ass, filling me with his fat uncut piece of meat. He did not last more than five minutes since I had been sucking his cock the entire time. “Oh fuck yeah, I'm gonna to knock you up good. Here it comes!” “Fucking fill my ass up, you dirty bastard!” “Fuck yeah!!!!!” It felt like a lake was forming inside my ass when his load meet-up with Jason’s and Peter’s. This entire time Jason had been jacking his cock and was ready to blow another thick toxic load into my willing horny neg ass. Sliding in balls-deep, he lasted only three thrust before his cock blew another thick creamy load into my hole. At that moment we heard a key working the lock on the door and in walked Anthony. “I see we are having some fun in here!” It had been close to an hour and a half since we all parted ways at the party to head off to the rooms for fun. “How many loads does he have?” “Four total.” Eric replied. “Time to add mine to the mix!” As Anthony said this he started stripping his clothes off and again I noticed that familiar tat around the belly button. “Holy shit yes!” I moaned. Anthony moved over and started to slide his 8” cock into my well used and cum filled ass. “So did you fuck Steve?” I asked as Anthony worked my hole. “I’m not going to kiss and tell.” “Did he see the Bio tat?” “That he did.” “I can’t believe that I am taking raw poz cock! It has been a fantasy of mine but I have never mentioned it to anyone.” “Then I am glad we get to help with your fantasy coming true.” He was making deep slow strokes in and out of my ass with his fat cock slowly picking up the pace as we chatted. “You ready for my bug juice?” “Fuck yes! Blow every drop you have in me!” With that Anthony let out a long deep moan as I felt his cock blow deep with my gut. “That makes five total for the night” Eric said. “Shouldn’t take long for you to convert over now,” Anthony remarked. “Is that a guarantee?” I asked. “Pretty much, since none of us or on any kind of meds," Eric replied as the other three nodded their heads with big smirks on their faces. “Well time for you to go back to your man,” Anthony said as he started to toss my clothes to me. “Fuck” I said “I can’t believe I just did that. What am I going to tell Steve?” “Who said you have to tell him anything other than that you had a great time.” “I guess.” “Oh make sure to keep those loads in your ass for the rest of the night. Maybe we will see you in the park tomorrow.” As I started to walk back to my hotel the streets were pretty much empty except for a few people here and there. When I reached the hotel and made it the room I was quiet since I was not sure if Steve would still be up or not. Opening the door the room was dark and I could hear snoring coming from the king-size bed in the middle of the room. I decided not to shower and follow Anthony's recommendation, and keep the five toxic loads in my ass for the rest of the night. I stripped out of my clothes and climbed quietly into bed. I did not take long for me to fall asleep after the late night work out I had just received. About an hour later I was awakened to Steve’s hard cock nudging up against my abused and filled hole. I was worried that he would freak out if he noticed that my ass was loaded up with cum since our rule is that we only play safe with others, let alone that I had just taken five poz cocks and loads raw into my ass. Steve could sense that I was now awake since I began to push back onto his hard cock. “You have a good time?” he asked as he started to slide the head of his throbbing cock into my hole. “I sure did. You?” “You bet your ass I did” he replied. By this point he had made it balls-deep into my sloppy hole and began to move slowly in and out. “I can tell that you had some fun.” “What do you mean?” I asked him. “Your hole feels slick and creamy.” Fuck he had noticed. I had no idea what to say at this point. I had never broken our rule before of only playing safe. “It’s okay, don’t worry about it” he said as he continued to slowly work his cock in and out of my hole. “Don’t worry about it? Are you sure?” I asked. “Yeah, don’t worry about it; I broke the rule tonight as well. I fucked Anthony raw and blew in his hole.” “You did?” “Yupe!” Holy shit I was so fucking horned up at this point. I realized that I had never cum earlier. “Fuck yeah, Steve; fuck me like you fucked Anthony!” “Oh yeah, baby, I’m going to! Damn your hole is so slick. How many loads did you take?” “Five” I said with heavy breath. “Five! Shit, how many guys fucked you?” Panting I replied “Four, they are sharing their room with a couple of friends." “I know” he said with a chuckle. “You knew?” “Yup, I arranged it for you.” “You did?” “Yes I did, baby. I though you could use some fun. It has been so long since we have been on a vacation I really wanted you to enjoy yourself. I wanted to fulfill your every fantasy.” The second Steve said that I froze while Steve continued to pump my ass. “What did you say?” I asked. “I wanted to fulfill your fantasy. It was not an accident that we meet Anthony and Eric today in the park. I found them online a few months ago when we decided to go on vacation. I have been chatting with them ever since and arranged this whole night.” I listened to him tell the story while he slid in and out slowly each time pulling almost all the way out before make his way back in balls-deep. I still had mentioned nothing about the four of them each being poz and not on meds when he said “I found them on one of your websites.” “One of mine?” “Yes, one of the sites you've been hiding from me.” I started to moan even louder now as I knew what he was getting at. “I know you are a dirty little bug chasing whore but were too scared to ever do anything about it unless fate stepped in…so I did.” “Holy shit Steve, I can’t believe this! I never would have told you 'cause I was scared what you might think of me.” “No worries, I’m just glad that you forget to clear your internet history sometimes or I would never have gotten the chance to get your ass after it was filled with a shit load of toxic cum!” With that I could feel my cock begin to swell to its limit and blow all over my chest, face and bed. “Fuck me Steve! Work that toxic sperm into my hole!” Two seconds later Steve began to grunt as he pounded away at my cum-greased ass and he blew his load as deeply as he could get his pulsating cock. Afterwards Steve lay next to me with his cock still my ass as we fell asleep me in his arms. When we woke up in the morning I rolled over and gave Steve the biggest kiss I ever had and said “Thank you” “You're welcome” he said with a wink and a grin. “I still can’t believe that that happened last night. I never thought I would ever do that. Fuck that was hot.” "I’m glad I could help fulfill a fantasy of yours, not to mention one that fucking hot. Oh by the way it is not over yet. The guys will all be coming over here tonight to give you another helping to make sure it takes.” “Oh god yes!” I moaned as we exchanged a passionate kiss. Steve then let me in on his next bomb: “Plus I need to get another deposit from Anthony as well. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that after I fucked him he flipped me over and filled my ass up with a couple of loads of his own!” I instantly moved my hand to Steve’s ass to feel weather he still had Anthony’s charged load in his ass. Sure enough my fingers slid right into his ass with ease thanks to the toxic lube he had kept with him over-night. I pulled my fingers out and sucked on them before giving Steve another deep long kiss. “I love you,” I whispered in his ear. “As you should,” he whispered back with a smile. “Now let’s get showered and get something to eat! You’re going to need your strength for tonight!” This is my first attempt at writing a story like this. I hope it was enjoyable. If it is well received I will continue to write more.

What , in your opinion, besides your hometown, is the best place in the world to get Bareback and why ? Me Berlin. Just the place smells of sex and most of it is bare

I've just discovered this site and become an immediate fan, thought I'd share my last load story. I've been submissive to a dominant man for 4 years now, he's 35 years older than me, with a lot of experience and a monstrous cock, pretty much any bottom's dream. Anyway, his view of bottoms is that they are literally that, bottoms, not allowed pleasure via their cock, so in this same vein he's had me in enforced chastity for what will be three years this christmas... ( it was a Christmas present for him, but mistake) this means I haven't touched or been touched on my cock for 3 years now, and therefore rely on anal to cum. My dominant is also into hole stretching, I'm regularly double fisted and I'm kept plugged 24/7 with a 4 inch diameter plug, only made possible by the fact I quit work to be a housekeeper for him. Anyway, earlier tonight he opened me up, punching in and out of my tired anal cunt before he let slip that he'd invited a couple of his friends round to use me. After a couple of hours of double penetration and spitroasting, he inserted a speculum into me to hold my cunt open while he and both his friends all flooded my insides with cum... I was plugged for a few hours before he let me cream pie it back out. I love my life...

Here goes another tale of my continuing adventures since moving to California from Las Vegas. I recently moved to Valencia, California, an upscale suburb about 20 minutes north of Los Angeles and known for two things: Six Flags Magic Mountain, and the fact that the first two seasons of the show Weeds were filmed here and at which time Valencia was passed off as the town of Agrestic. In essence, I gave up the hustle and bustle of Las Vegas for the calm and peace of the suburbs. I also gave up my top fuck buddies in Vegas and I'm now working on finding a regular buddy with benefits here in Valencia. So far, the hot hung suburban studs I've met are happy to have a tight fuckhole ready and willing to take their cocks. I started out by putting up an advertisement on Craigslist which read: Discreet masculine married guy looking to get fucked. Although I'm married, my partner and I have a Don't Ask Don't Tell arrangement which means I get to do whatever I want, as long as there's no evidence left behind (i.e. used condoms). Most guys don't seem to care that I'm married since they themselves also are while still looking for a guy on the side to take care of their needs. I've gotten a few responses, peppered here and there with the usual fakes who inevitably come with posting on Craigslist. I'm a bartender so I work nights but can host weekdays while the partner is at work. Today everything seemed to align in my favor and I'm laying here basking in the afterglow of some mind blowing sex and an ass full of cum. Within an hour of posting, I received an email from a local guy whose picture seemed too good to be true. He introduced himself as Adam and his picture (attached) showed a handsome well built tattooed stud with a thick beer can cock hanging between his well muscled thighs. We discussed our respective expectations, and found we were both turned on by the thought of an anonymous, face-down / ass-up (and lubed) scene. We immediately made plans to meet within a couple of hours. He seemed nervous and preoccupied and wanted to make sure that I was drug and disease free, (which I am), and insisted I have condoms available so he can walk in and use my ass without any awkwardness. I gave him my address, showered and prep'd my ass for his arrival. He texted me when he parked and I indicated that I'd left my door unlocked and I was waiting in the bedroom on all fours and lubed for his cock. I shivered with anticipation as I heard my front door open and heard his footsteps heading towards the bedroom. I adjusted the blindfold he'd requested that I wear and took a deep sniff of poppers as I felt his presence and the shifting of the mattress as he climbed up and proceeded to rub his thumb in a circular motion on my hole. "Oh, fuck yeah!" he whispered and kissed my right ass cheek before lightly nibbling on it. I was flush with excitement as he caressed my ass and trailed his hands up my spine before placing both of them on my shoulders as I felt his wide cock head pressing directly onto my hole, targeting the center and beginning to spread me open as he struggled to shove his thick hole wrecker balls deep into me. If it hadn't been for the poppers, I doubt my ass would have been able to take his wide cock head or thick shaft. I remember thinking that I hadn't heard him put the condom on and I reached back to feel his cock as he continued to try to work his way inside. As I gripped his rock hard erection, I realized that I could barely get my hand around it but could not feel a condom on it. I said, "You're not wearing a condom." To which he replied, "It's ok, I prefer it bare when I know the guy insists on condoms because then I know I don't have to worry. Besides, there's not many condoms that fit my cock." By this point he was more than halfway in and I really didn't give a fuck about his twisted logic because he felt so painfully good and I felt so pleasantly stuffed and full that I was quickly building towards an anal orgasm. "It's ok, that hole is yours Stud," I replied. "You feel so good, please fuck me..." "Oh fuck yeah, I'm gonna make this hole mine. You're gonna want my cock all the time and I'm going to be here to make sure your hole stays open for me and ready to take my loads." He started sliding in and out and I could feel every vein, bump, and ridge along his shaft. Not to mention the fact that his wide flared cock head felt almost like a plunger as it slid in and out of me and I could feel it massaging the walls of my ass and bumping against my prostate. I was afraid I'd cum before he did, particularly as I knew my ass would clamp shut the moment I came. It felt so good. I had to use every trick in the book I knew to keep myself from coming too soon. He had no such compunctions and started speeding up and was soon slamming in and out of my ass moaning and groaning and telling me how fucking tight I was, how he'd make sure my hole only ever fit his cock from now on and how he was going to fill me full of his cum and leave me dripping with his load. More as a statement than a question, I whispered, "you're gonna cum in me?" To which he replied, "Oh yeah, and here it fucking cums, get ready! Take my load baby! Oh FUCK, take every last fucking drop!!!" And as he said this, I felt his cock twitching and throbbing and I felt a warm wetness fill my ass as his cum splattered and coated my ass walls and prostate. This was too much for me to take and I yelled out as my cock spewed its own load of cum and my ass milked his cock as I felt him collapse on my back as he gently bit my shoulder and whispered, "Fuck! We're gonna be good friends." He pulled out of me and for some reason, he took off my blindfold and I got to see him for the first time even though his DNA was already swimming in my guts. If anything, he was even more handsome in person than his photograph suggested. He was about 6'1", about 185 lbs, and had a muscular build which I was certain was not gym cultivated, but which he had earned in a lifetime of fitness and activity. But what struck me most were his bright green eyes, blindingly white smile, and masculine tattoos. He said, "Thanks, I really needed that, and I hope that I can come over again sometime." I smiled and said, "You're welcome back anytime." Leaning over, he nibbled on my neck as he stuck his finger in my hole and whispered, "Keep my boys in you. I want that ass to be mine."

Last night I went to a bar and while I was at the urinals an Indian/Pakistani guy took one look at me and slipped his hand straight down the back of my pants and rubbed my hole and just told me to get in the cubicle because he was going to fuck me. I didn’t hesitate and went straight in with him, already on my knees as he was still closing the door behind us. I started to suck his nice, thick cut cock and before long he was slamming it down my throat. After a few minutes he turned me around, yanked down my underwear and pushed his raw cock inside me. He fucked me relentlessly, and used my arse until he let out a barely stifled roar and came deep inside me. He then gave my arse a big slap, pulled up his trousers and left without a word. I felt so dirty and slutty and I loved every second of it.

Great story! All I can say is something tells me lil bro has a birthmark!! ?

Nowadays the first time is always anonymous. If he becomes a regular you learn a little bit more about each other (and it's not really anon anymore) but we never socialize in public or go out on dates like straights may do (if those even start with sex first and socializing later, probably the other way around). When I was a student and went to (gay or mixed) dance clubs or bars it was social interaction first (trying to pick up the trick of the evening). Didn't stop me from going to the cruising park for anon dick afterwards though. The danger and rush of excitement doing that was hard to beat. It has happened that I bumped into guys in a dance club who had banged me in the park. If we both hadn't 'scored' by the end of the evening we both knew the other was in for NSA 'easy sex' and end up either at his or my place or we would meet in the park later.

Part 14 Tom and I ate our luke warm pizza in near silence. While I was still in my jock, Tom was now fully dressed. Once we had finished eating I uncontrollably yawned, which led Tom to suggest “Let's get some sleep, boy. If Brian is right you should be mine in the next couple of days.” We made our way to the bedroom. I crawled under the sheets and felt Tom slide behind me. He had stripped naked. I could feel his cock growing hard behind me. He pressed his lips to my neck and started to kiss me. My body rushed, my cock strained against the device it was locked away in. It made me squirm as the tip of Tom’s cock pressed against my hole. In a quick slam it was buried deep in me. My body tried to pull me away but I was trapped by Tom’s arms. “Shh boy, Daddy’s cock should be the last and first thing you think of every day. It will be easier if it’s inside you.” I opened my mouth to speak but I only softly moaned as Tom had resumed kissing my neck. I felt relaxed and horny, I drifted off thinking of Tom’s cock inside me churning his load from earlier. Maybe I was finding it easier than I thought to play along. I woke up with my ass burning. Tom was fully hard and slowly sliding in and out of my hole, and seeing I was awake he remarked “Good morning sleepy head. I’ve already given you your first load of the day. What do you say?” “Erm…what?” I was tired and confused. “Try again boy. What do you say to Daddy when he gives you his cum?” I thought for a moment and then answered the obvious reply: “Thank you.” I felt a hard slap against my ass cheek. I immediately knew why. “Thank you, Daddy.” I felt hot, sickly hot, yet we weren’t under any sheets. My head was throbbing. “How are you feeling boy? You’re very warm, maybe you’re coming down with something.” Tom’s cock twitched inside me as he spoke, I found it oddly satisfying. Tom slowly kept fucking me, each time he did a chill ran through me and before long I was shivering. My whole body ached. Tom never let me escape his arms, holding me in place as I gradually felt worse as he continued to use my ass. “Daddy is going to give you one more load and then I’ll let you rest. If you don’t feel like death just now you definitely will by tonight.” “Thank you, Daddy,” I replied absent mindedly. Just before Tom blew his load, his cock swelled-up, and within seconds his cum was flowing deep into my ass, each ribbon of cum claiming another part of my hole. I drifted back to sleep with Tom still buried deep inside me.

Last night a guy I had met sometime earlier at a friend's birthday messaged me on Scruff and asked if I was up for a fuck. He want a door-on-latch-ass-up-in-a-jock situation, which I was happy to do, as frankly, I couldn't actually remember meeting him socially, so I saw this as a potential anonymous load, which is very hot for me. While he was on his way over, a neighbour who likes fucking in groups texted me to ask if I was playing. He is a mid 50s muscle guy with a huge nine inch cock, which is nearly as big as my boyfriend's. This guy only likes groups and never meets me if I am by myself, so I asked the Scuff guy if he minded a small group. He replied he was fine with a group, as long as he got my hole first. So at the appropriate time I waited ass up on my bed, the door on the latch. The Scruff guy arrived first, rimmed me, got my hole really wet and pushed in. His cock was amazingly thick, and we were both really getting off on the anonymity of the session, especially as the Scruff guy didn't even both removing his pants, he just unzipped, pulled out his cock, and shoved it in. As the Scruff guy was going at it, the neighbour arrived and pulled out his nine inches. The Scruff guy went kinda wild, and started sucking the neighbour while he fucked me. He was so turned on I knew he wouldn't last long, and indeed he blew a huge load in my ass within minutes. The neighbour didn't miss a beat. As the Scruff guy pulled out he pushed right in, and pounded my ass, exploding deep in my hole. Each then literally tucked his cock back into his trousers, said thanks, letting themselves out. My boyfriend got home about 30 minutes later, and I took him right upstairs. We cuddled for a bit, then he pushed on and gave me a really long hard fuck and really got off on my pre-loaded hole. Oh course he didn't ask me who's cum it was He just loves using cum as lube and going second, third or even seventh in my ass. He was also particularly happy I had made him this huge Thai feast for dinner, so after we fucked, took the dog out everything was ready to go. It's nice to be able to look after him properly.

***This is a long chapter, and probably the last one. I might continue the story but will likely do that in The Backroom.*** CHAPTER SEVEN Reluctantly, we both took quick showers before heading out the door. I really enjoy feeling the after effects of sex on me, and of course smelling them. But given we were going to be in a crowd, it was only polite. Mind you, in that crowd, no one would care. We’d just get a lot of grins and stares maybe. Not that I mind, but I don’t want to make Pat uncomfortable. I just want him to see what everyone else sees. When we walked up to the patio at my favorite bistro, the place was packed. But I spied one lone free table for two off to the side and made a beeline for it before anyone stole it out from under us. I took a chance and grabbed Pat by the hand before I maneuvered through the crowd. For one, so he didn’t think I was ignoring or ditching him. And secondly, so all of the rest of these drooling bitches know that he was with me. Okay, that may sound more possessive than a trick should be. I have no claim on Pat, but I was feeling like his bodyguard at the moment and he was my responsibility. I think he was a little surprised to feel my hand on his, and he seemed to want to pull away for a moment, but then he just . . . didn’t. Instead, he followed me to the free table. As we both sat he leaned over the small table and whispered loudly, “Why is everyone staring at us?” I smiled and whispered loudly back, “Because you’re hot.” He blushed again and sat back looking a little stunned. He was quiet for a few beats and then tried to casually glance around at the crowd. Practically every man on the patio, and many who were just walking past, were checking him out. He leaned over and whispered again. “How come I never noticed people staring at me before? Why are they doing it now?” I shrugged my shoulders and told him, “You probably just didn’t notice. It’s not like you were looking for anyone else.” I paused a second and then added, “Until you were. Luckily I was there when you did.” He smiled large at that and his handsome face was even more handsome. “Lucky me,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows. As if he thinks he’s the lucky one! Well, he is lucky that he’s so damned perfect. And I suppose he’s lucky that he found a whore who was willing to do anything sexually to please him. Hmmm, I thought I was the one who lucked out, but he definitely got the better end of the deal. We ordered drinks, a brunch cocktail for me and hair of the dog for him, and we just relaxed in the pleasant fall weather. After a while guys stopped blatantly ogling Pat and returned to stealing more subtle glances, which left Pat somewhat more relaxed. The entire patio and inside of the restaurant was filled to capacity with gay men, so it was quite obvious when a woman showed up. Suddenly all eyes were on her. The fuming, bitchy-looking bottle blonde who looked disgusted at what she saw around her. My stomach turned to knots as I glared at her over Pat’s shoulder. His back was to her so he hadn’t seen, but I just knew that this had to be his wife. One look at her told me all that I needed to know, why Pat had ended up in that video booth with me, and then in my bed. This is the type of woman who wanted a man to give everything to her. It doesn’t matter that he works a blue-collar job. She expects to be kept in the lap of luxury, with a nice car, trips to the salon weekly, shopping with her skanky friends, and all of the fancy trimmings to make their house look important. And with all of that just handed to her, she can’t be bothered to show this man the gratitude he so obviously deserves for dealing with the likes of her. A very nasty, bitchy, vindictive part of me wanted to reach across the table and haul his face towards me and put a lip-lock on him to curl his toes. Right in front of her, but this was his domestic situation. I was already more involved than I should be. I sighed and chose to do the right thing. Well, who knows what the ‘right’ thing is in that situation, but it wasn’t what I really wanted to do, so I just assume it’s what the morality police would deem ‘right’. “Uh, um, Pat. I don’t want to alarm you, but I think that’s your wife glaring daggers at us from your six o’clock.” Pat’s eyes flew wide. He looked stunned and then angry. His breathing intensified and he looked like he wanted to throw something - and that could include punches. That Prodigy song, 'Smack my bitch up', suddenly came to mind. “Fuck,” he hissed. “She must have used one of those apps to track my phone. I don’t want to make a big scene here. She’ll start screaming bloody murder. I know her. What should I do?” Shaking my head, I sat back in my chair with my hands up in the ‘don’t shoot’ position. “Hey, you don’t want to know what I would do.” His stare was solid as he told me, “Yes, tell me what you would do.” “I would kiss you. That would certainly tell her.” In a flash Pat lunged across the table and kissing me to the point that my toes were curling. Fuck, did he know how to kiss. If he had kept up the kiss I would have likely blown a load in my pants - and I’m not even sure if the load he blew up my ass was still in place or making a puddle under me. After a minute maybe, he released me and we both slowly descended back into our seats. The entire patio erupted in cheers and applause. Everyone, that is, except the seething blonde who stood statue-like ten feet away. She looked like she wanted to scratch the eyes out of every gay man within clawing distance of her press-on nails. Finally her top blew as she shrieked, “How could you!?!” Pat remained totally calm. That kiss lingered on both of us, and he calmly swiveled around in his chair and looked her in the eyes. “I’m right where I need to be. You can go. We’re done.” With that he turned back to me, picked up his glass of lager and ‘cheers-ed’ me. She clomped away in her teetering stilettos like that heifer Beyoncé in one of her stampedes, and the patio erupted in another round of cheers and applause. I’d never seen Pat smile so large. He had this deer-in-the-headlights look, probably wondering what the hell he’d just done. But he also smiled and looked relieved -and then downed the rest of his beer. “I can’t believe I just did that,” he told, suddenly looking a little panicky. “My whole life is going to flip upside-down.” I took a slow sip of my cocktail and then tried to give him the most reassuring expression I could muster. “I’m not going to lie. There’s probably no back-tracking from that, but, now you are free to live life the way you want to live.” He released a big sigh and sat back looking content again. “I never would have planned it, and really never considered it. But I’m happier with you than I have been with anyone else. You’re just easy for me to be around.” “Nah, I’m just easy,” I teased, throwing him a smile. Returning with a large smile, he leaned forward and reached for my hand and pierced me with his intense gaze, the one that lured me in that very first time. “As much as I like that side of you, because it does turn me on, I like you for the person you are, too. You never did anything that I didn’t want to do, and just seemed to lead me down the right path.” I felt a little guilty that I had sort of manipulated things before, and it was time to clear my conscience. I just hoped that he wouldn’t hate me for it. “Look, I have to tell you something. I didn’t just go into this as a hole for you to use.” “Don’t talk about yourself like that,” he told me sternly. “After that first time, I hoped and tried to plan things to get you to this point. None of it was by accident.” “So?” he asked, shrugging his wide shoulders. “We’re here, aren’t we? That’s all I care about. You set me free.” After another round of drinks we decided to skip the brunch so we could get back to my place. His dick had been throbbing painfully in his tight jeans almost the entire time we were sitting there and he said he needed in me again. As soon as we were in the front door he was all over me. The straight man has left the building, gentlemen! I did it -I corrupted him - permanently! He kissed me with a passion I had long forgotten. That’s one thing about just being a glory-hole pig -dick goes in hole is what usually happens for me. No complaints on that, but there is often a lack of this kind of connection, meaningful and passionate. His tongue snaked into my mouth and surrounded my own, our mouths becoming sloppy with our intense wet kisses. I could feel Pat’s hardness pressing into my stomach while my own throbbed in my pants. I could also feel my butt hole oozing his wetness from earlier and I just knew that I needed more. As if he could sense what was going through my mind, Pat lifted me into his arms and carried me to the bed, stripped his clothing in record time, his cock throbbing and bobbing out in front of him. And then he helped me strip out of mine, after which he tossed me over so that I was ass-up and ready to be penetrated. And that’s when he surprised me again. Instead of feeling his cock urgently slamming into me, I felt his tongue licking the wetness around my used sloppy pig hole. His tongue action was initially tentative, no doubt trying it out to see if it would gross him out, but I know in his mind he remembered how good it felt when I rimmed him, and soon he was delving in deeper, probing for his seed and opening me up even more. He was even growling the deeper he went, which was an amazing turn-on! I found myself panting and moaning, thrusting my ass back towards him and he finally took mercy on me and moved up to his knees so he was between my legs and then teased my opening with his dick head. After only a minute or so of this, with me trying desperately to thrust myself back onto him, he finally gave in and buried himself to the hilt. We both let out a growl and a roar, and Pat held still for a second, loving the feel of being fully engulfed by my ass. His hands on my hips anchored me in position, and squeezed me in a way that made me feel possessed by this man. And then he fucked. And fucked. Wow, did he fuck me. Pat took to new activities like a pro, and he was fucking my ass like he’d fucked ass his entire life. Nobody has ever used my hole like he did. Although not the largest cock, his size and shape was just right to fill me perfectly, hitting all of the right spots up inside me to have me sweating like a pig and moaning like a cheap whore. It just shows that size does not always matter - it truly is a matter of how one uses it. The sweat flying off of Pat’s magnificent body splattered my torso, which made the fuck that much hotter. Our skin was smacking together so loudly that I’m sure the neighbors could hear every movement we made (in case they missed our moans and groans). After about fifteen minutes I knew he was getting close. Pat gripped my hips tighter and began to piston fuck my ass, hard and deep. It was heavenly. “Oh, fuck, breed me!” I begged. He growled behind me and then roared, “Here it fucking comes! Take my load!” I could tell he was holding back. No doubt he was a bit conflicted in that he couldn't reconcile labeling me with the degrading names that I love to hear when a man is balls-deep inside my ass with the fact that he liked me. “Come on, don’t hold back,” I encouraged him. “You know what I want to hear.” He growled again and then shouted, “Take it, take my load you fucking whore! Fuck, you’re such a slutty cumdump, take my fucking cum!” With that his balls exploded into me, triggering my own orgasm. My hole quaked and spasmed around his dick as my balls drained, milking every single drop of baby juice from him into me. We collapsed after a minute, his entire body resting on top of mine. It was a little difficult to breathe but it felt so good at the same time. His cock remained hard up inside of me, and he didn’t pull out. Our wet skin slipped against one another and felt so damn sexy, I couldn’t help but stay aroused. as apparently was also true of Pat, as his cock never softened in the slightest, and after catching his breath he raised up just onto his elbows so he wasn’t smothering me, and then again started to pump my cummy hole. He kissed the back of my neck, and then began to lick it, tasting my sweat. Then, resting his head on my left shoulder next to my ear and murmured “I know you want more, and I’m going to give it to you. I know just what you want. You want me to use you like a whore, right? You like me using you like that?” “Fuck yeah,” I grunted. “I’ll play along. I like you that way, too. As long as I get in you whenever I need.” After saying that he went about slam-fucking me as hard and deep as he could, and eventually exploded another load of hot sticky cum into my guts. Afterwards we lay there panting, his dick finally softening slightly before finally exiting my hole. Pat rolled over onto his back and stared up at the ceiling, a huge smile on his handsome face. And then he rolled again and dug a butt plug out of the night stand and stuffed it up my sloppy hole. When it was in tight, he gave it a playful slap. “There. Keep my babies in there where they belong,” he said with a huge grin. Damn, he was learning very quick. I felt my stomach flip as I thought how I could love this man. Physically he was easy to love, but we also shared a very strong connection, and I knew there was more to us than just sex. “I don’t want this to ever end,” he told me, laying his head on the pillow next to mine. “It doesn’t have to. I’ve told you before, I’ll do anything you want.” “I’ve gotten all kinds of dirty thoughts since we started fooling around, and they’re only getting more vivid the more things we do. I want to do more with you. I want us to really do more.” “How much more?” I asked eagerly. He grinned shyly but didn’t hold back. “It felt really good sliding my dick into you with my cum already in there. Would you be willing to let some other guys fuck you? So I can see what it’s like sliding into their loads?” As if he even needed to ask!

Personally, I would be talking to your Dr about PREP, simply because if you are worried about him being poz, it will keep you safe from the bug... And, as you know, there is nothing like feeling raw cock in you, and especially, raw cock releasing its load

I gave Justin a "what the fuck" look. He said, "You just stay put." Mateo, the sexy nurse from earlier came into the room and smiled when he saw me with my ass up on a pillow. "I've heard a lot about you. I'm glad you're here to get pozzed up!" "Rik, meet Mateo. Mateo had the fuck flu six months ago and he's really toxic right now... shares the same strain as Brad and I. I hope you don't mind if he breeds you as well." I really wasn't in a position to say no. Besides, this kid was smoking hot. He pulled off his nurse's uniform top and pulled loose the drawstring from his pants. He must ride a bicycle a lot as the has big meaty, muscular thighs, covered in sexy fur. And above his buzzed pubes, a biohazard tattoo as well. Fuck, that is hot. “Wow! You have a biohazard too?” Mateo smiled and asked, which one? He turned around to show me the same tattoo on his right ass cheek. Justin explained, “We know an amazing guy named Zak in Chicago. He has a place off Halsted Street called Windy City Tattoo. He's prolific poz breeder and sexy stud. He's done the biohardard tattoos for all of the conversion club members. As much as I am intrigued by earning a biohazard tattoo, the raging hard-on that Mateo has right now merits more attention. Toxic or not, I need this kid's load in my hole. I lifted my legs for him, providing consent for him to add his diseased DNA to my system. For being a young guy, he knew exactly how to press my buttons. Like Justin, he rubbed his cock up and down my pre-lubed hole before sliding all the way inside me. Freshly fucked, I felt my ass juices start to ooze out, even though he worked to wipe the juices back onto his cock and inside me. Justin watched as Mateo skillfully bred my hole. He tweaked my nips for a while, but it wasn't long before he had his eyes closed, looking like he was praying to the god of all poz cocks. You know that look of sheer bliss. I was close to the same state, feeling him sliding in and out of my battered hole. While I was getting fucked, Brad and Teddy came in the room and joined the audience. At this point, I didn't care who saw me getting bred by a poz cock. This felt amazing, and I would deal with whatever it brought at another time. Brad and Teddy were getting naked as well, so they were totally into my breeding. Before long, Mateo's breaths started getting short and it was clear he was getting close to cumming inside me. I blurted out, "Come on stud, fuck me with your poz cock. Give me your disease!" And with that his cock started flooding my hole with his charged load, bathing my guts with his AIDS virus. This kid fucked me like he hated me ... it was awesome. He had a need to seed, and my hole was his infection target. I just asked for a diseased load. What the fuck just happened? Mateo pulled out and I did my best to keep the charged seed inside me. Brad and Teddy were naked at this point, and they were in a three-way kiss huddle with Justin. How fucking hot was that to watch? I managed to get up on my feet and being fucked on my back for so long. I was wobbly - and with good reason. The three guys broke their embrace and pulled me into them for a hug and a grope. That's when I noticed Teddy and Brad both had biohazard tattoos above their cocks. Teddy also had one between his shoulder blades, and Brad had another one on his arm ... which is when I figured out everyone in this exam room was poz, except for me ... and my immune system was on its way out. Brad looked me in the eyes and asked, "I hope you'll accept our invitation to the conversion club. I know this is a lot to take in, but it will be worth it ... even through your fuck flu." I looked gave a glance at these four breeders and said, "Yes, I want to be on your team. Infect me." Teddy grabbed an ass cheek and said, "We gotta get started planning where your biohazard tattoo is going to go." Brad said, "Well, I'd love a chance to breed Rik and I know Teddy does too, but we need to get back to work. So, I have a question for Rik. How fast do you want to earn your biohazard tattoo?" "Depends. What do I need to do in order to speed up the process?" I asked. Justin said, "Come over on Friday night. Clean out your hole and we'll have some fun. We will all give you a dose of our DNA, and if you are a good boy, a blood donation from all of us." We all kissed goodbye and I headed home. What took place was so fucking erotic, I just wanted to hop on Breeding Zone and jack off to some conversion fiction. But I really needed to get a workout in before I do that. I got into the BodyCombat class at 6:30 and powered through the boxing, karate and taekwondo kicks and punches. It is a great way to work up a sweat while keeping flexible and strong. There was a sexy black guy there, new to the class. His sexy body got even sexier with a sweat, and his shorts clung to his bubble butt. A couple sideways glances turned into flirting. At the end of the class I headed down to the locker room and, as luck would have it, his locker was right next to mine. Strange how the world works. I said, "Give me a sec and I'll be out of your way." He smiled and said, "Don't sweat it, take your time." I pulled my shirt off and as I was getting the sweat off me, this beautiful man stripped off his shirt and revealed beautiful chestnut brown skin, rock hard abs ... and a fucking biohazard tattoo. It didn't stand out as much due to his skin color ... and half of it was hidden under his underwear. But the design is the same as the three guys I had seen earlier that day. I found myself wondering 'Am I the only guy in town without a fucking biohazard tattoo'? The locker room was full of guys and I needed to be discrete, but I had to get more info about this. I drew up some courage and said, "I like your tattoo ... a lot." He smiled and said "Thanks, it took a lot of work. Do you have one?" "No, but I'll probably be getting mine soon. Any chance you know Brad and Justin?" He smiled and said "Yeah ... Let's talk on the way out." We stepped out to the street where it was a little more private. I said, "Thanks for taking to me about this." "Sure, no problem. Let me ask, how far along are you?" "Earlier today was the first time." "Wow. You are just beginning." "Yeah, I know. Big decision. So fucking hot." "Hey, I live a block from here. You want to go there and talk for a minute?" "Yeah, thanks. I have a million questions." "Cool. By the way, I'm Rik." "I'm Blake." We got to his place and after offering me a bottle of water, we sat down on the couch when Blake asked "Were you chasing?" "No, not at all. Getting pozzed wasn't on my mind at all. Were you chasing?" "Nope. I went to Dr. Woods for PEP after a gun came in my hole. I was freaking out and went to see what he could do." I laughed, "I guess he took care of your problem!" He smiled. "Yeah, he sure did." I asked, "How bad was your fuck flu?" Blake replied, "Dude, that's the best part of being with this club. The doctors will help you through the whole thing. You can go to their place and they'll give you an IV or drugs to make it easier ... if you want." I was surprised. "That's cool!" "Yeah," Blake continued, "I was really fucking sick when I converted, but the club guys helped out a lot. That's when your body is trying to fight off the infection, and that's when you need extra doses the most." "Extra doses?" I asked. Blake replied "You know: more poz cum. You'll take more infected loads the whole time. It's hot." I found his attitude towards seroconversion fucking twisted. Seroconverting only to take more charged loads. I loved it. In fact my cock was straining against my shorts, leaving a wet spot of precum. I couldn't help but notice Blake's cock was also rock hard. "I'm getting totally turned on." Reaching over, I cupped Blake's cock and asked, "Any chance I can taste your poz cock?" He smiled, "I'd prefer to fuck some of my charged load in your hole." I knelt on the floor and pulled his shorts off and then went directly to sucking his cock. His cock was quite large, beautiful, and, of course black. It was quite a mouthful. After working on his cock for a while, I looked up and asked, "Will you breed me? "Rik, let's go to my room. I'd love to get inside you." Tossing clothes off as we walked, we were both naked by the time we got to his bedroom. "How many biohazard tattoos do you have?" "My pubic one hardly shows, so just the one for now." I asked, "It looks so sexy on you. Fuck dude. Did you do the blood donation process, or did you do it the old-fashioned way?" "The regular way. They didn't start using blood until recently. You going to do that?" "Yeah, probably Friday night." "Too fucking hot." My finger traced his ink as I was fantasizing about earning my own biohazard. With his finger on my chin, he lifted my lips to his and we made out for a while. "I got a toxic cock here and I really want to be the one who converts you. How about I get my cock inside you now?" I laid onto the bed on my back and he crawled between my legs. "I love uncut cock. Let me taste you." He went face-down on my hard cock and played with my foreskin. He knew enough to run his tongue underneath it, in order to make it really intense. He reached over to get a little lube for my hole and then some for his cock. He slowly worked his infected cock inside my already ravaged hole. The lube made it feel great. I wiggled my ass around his cock in an attempt to get it in faster. I really wanted to be a bond with Blake. His cock, my third toxic cock of the day, started slow and easy. He was adept at leveraging his cock into my ass. His strokes were full, making great use of his huge cock. Blake fucked my hole like a master. We’d make out for a little bit but his primary focus was getting off. My hole was just a tool that enabled him to get off in. We got into a comfortable rhythm as if we were one. I whispered in his ear, "I'm begging you for your poz cum. Please infect my neg hole." And that did the job. Blake started bucking against my hole like crazy. He was a man possessed, totally focused on how to make his cock ejaculate his toxic load inside my asshole. And it felt glorious. Blake gave a deep inhale, “Oh God ... Fuck, Oh God I'm close.” “Fuck me Blake, do it to me ... fuck me up.” Two more strokes from Blake and he yelled, “Damn!!!!!!!!!” With that my ass was filled as if by a fire hose. I unmistakably felt Blake's ejaculations blasting into my hole, his poz cock shooting cum like a shot gun. It was a beautiful experience. Totally spent, he collapsed in my arms and we both went unconscious for a couple minutes, after which we made out for a while, and whispered sweet nothings, about how fucking random this was, how getting a deadly infection had brought us together, and our prospects for the future. It was awesome. Blake said, "We're a mess. Let's shower quickly. I have a steam shower. You'll love it." He pressed a button to get the steam going, and within a couple minutes it was starting to fog up, at which point he invited me to join him "Come on in, there's room for two." He turned on the waterfall shower and we both took turns rinsing the day off us. He turned off the waterfall and grabbed the soap. As the fog raised, he grabbed me from the back and started to soap me up. His big hands slid all over my body. He reached around and grabbed my dick with soapy hands and started getting my cock to full extension. Oh fuck, he felt amazing. He moved to the front of me and then soaped his hole, asking "Any chance I can get some of the last of your neg cum load? It would be an honor to take whatever you got. Please fuck me!" I've wanted inside Blake since the moment I saw him. Some guys ... you just want to breed them. In this case, I got to do just that. I worked a finger inside Blake's ass, and he loosened right up. This would be fun! I pushed his back forward to bend him over and was able to slide right in. His ass was magnificent. Definitely one of the better holes I've fucked. Since I had cum earlier that day, I needed to up my game and really work up a cum load. I hoped he was ready for an animalistic fuck, because I had no choice but to rut his hole like a wild animal. It was so fucking hot. During the whole time, he repeatedly chanted "Yeah .... Yeah ...." After a little bit, I said, "OK Blake, I gotta blow in your hot ass. I can't hold it any longer." And with that, I gave him any neg see left in my body. He got the last of it. I looked him in the eyes and said, "This was an unexpected joy being with you. I hope your cum infects me. You can be my poz daddy anytime." He smiled and said, "Just wait, with the conversion club, it'll be so easy to breed and gift poz guys. Our numbers are growing and infected loads are everywhere. You'll see." I asked, "Will you be there Friday? I'm supposed to get bred by Brad and Teddy, and they talked about the Blood Donation." Blake smiled and said, "Yeah, that sounds like a great time. I'd love to have more of my DNA coursing through your veins." With a quick kiss I replied, “I’d like that.” And with that, I headed home with visions of Friday night.

The weekend was approaching and I was cruising for some action on Craigslist. I noticed an ad stating there was going to be a barebacking fuck party and they needed more bottoms. So, being a committed BB bottom, I responded. The guy (Sam) explained he and his buddy (Nick) were renting two adjoining rooms for the weekend at a hotel and there would be no more than four bottoms - they were both bottoms and needed two more bottoms for the party. They were renting two adjoining rooms each with two queen beds. After exchanging notes, I understood that I needed to be: 1. Cleaned out at all times, including before I arrived for the party. Additional enemas would be administered as needed. 2. I could not refuse any cock and its load. 3. Poz loads were a definitely a possibility, and, were highly likely. 4. The party started Friday evening and continued until Sunday afternoon. 5. My holes were to be available for loads the entire time. 6. All fucking was going to be bareback - absolutely no condoms were allowed! Being neg, I worried about the poz loads, but the lure of that much cock invading my ass over a weekend was too much to resist. I signed on. I arrived cleaned out, but had mentioned my predilection for wine enemas. Having brought my own supply of wine, and it still being early on Friday afternoon, Nick and Sam, the organizers of the party, gave me a nice wine enema upon my arrival - 50-50, white wine (it doesn't stain if leaked) and water. I let it soak in for an hour and just after expelling it, our first two tops arrived, Being a bit tipsy, I was ready to suck and fuck. We had drawn numbers as to who would be invaded by the first cock. I had been lucky enough to be number two, and so it was in no time I had sucked the second cock nice and hard before rolling over to feel its owner stick it deeply into my tight (well, within reason), asshole. I was in heaven, taking my first cock, and its load, of the weekend. One I knew would be the first of many cocks and loads, far outpacing anything I'd done up until this moment. As I was getting my hole pounded by more cocks, er..., more tops showed up. I reveled in knowing that some, if not all, would be using my hole for their pleasure, and that I'd be taking my pleasure from them. At that moment, only slightly high, the knowledge that some loads would be poz, crossed my mind... I also knew that I had agreed to taking any and all loads and that, most likely, I would not know the "status" of any cock and its load inside me. Though still somewhat sober, I knew I was committed for whatever was going to happen to me. After responding to the ad, and finding out the "rules," I'd done some soul searching and finally decided that, if I hadn't already done so, sooner or later I'd take an, unknown to me, and even perhaps to its giver, a toxic load that would poz me. Getting pozzed, or, somehow, "dodging the bullet," was going to be a matter of fate. Perhaps, like some, Maybe, by an odd stroke of luck, I was resistant to the virus. Perhaps not, but travelling the path I was, of barebacking every cock I took, unless its owner wanted a condom, could (would?) result in me getting converted sooner or later. I had decided to stop worrying about getting knocked up and just accept it when it happened. Soon enough, my first load was in, and it was followed in no time at all by three more. Then there was a lull in the action, so, Sam suggested another wine enema, and of course, loving enemas, and wine enemas even more, I agreed. About the time it had soaked in nicely, six more tops showed up. I quickly lost the enema so my hole could be at their service. I began to lose count of who had their cock inside me and how many loads I'd taken so far. Part of the problem is that, since two of us were sharing a bed, sometimes the top went back and forth between our assholes. But also, the tops were circulating between beds and assholes, so who knew what cock was inside them, and for that matter, who cared? After who knows how many cocks and loads, someone decided I needed yet another wine enema. Who was I to protest? After letting it soak in, and expelling it, I noticed a clock read 11:00 PM and things were getting lively, As soon as one cock unloaded into me, it was replaced by yet another one, I was now beyond knowing, or caring, whether or not it had left its load in me. Viral status? What did the word "toxic: mean at the moment? Neither my asshole nor my inebriated brain cared. Yeah, there were guys, who as I recall now, who had scorpion and what (I now know to be bio-hazard) tattoos in the room, but which cocks had slid into my ass - well, by now, I no longer recalled, nor cared. Now I know what those tats meant, but at that point, I didn't. Not that it would have mattered. Poz loads were now not just accepted, they were readily accepted. Poz loads are part of barebacking, and I was an eager and committed barebacker. Poz loads are simply part of the deal, and sooner or later, one will convert you or not. I do recall one guy mentioning, as he shoved his cock balls deep into me, "I hope you enjoy my hot load." I asked him what ne meant by that, and he said he was pumping me full of his poz load. He sure wasn't the only one to tell me that, but which guy and which cock he was connected to began to blur. At that point, I knew I'd signed onto taking poz loads and at this point, so much poz seed was inside me, more wouldn't really matter. The guys (whomever) gave me another wine enema, and after that, sometimes I woke up vaguely knowing my hole was getting fucked really hard and good. I have no idea how many cocks and loads I took. At one point though, I was woken out of my drunken stupor by anal pain! My hole didn't just ache. The pain was intense! Stabbing! I finally realized that that something huge was inside me and that it was furiously pistoning in and out of me! "Take my poz load you bitch!" Well, I was just conscious enough to know that this guy was pounding the hell out of my hole and he was going to pump a deadly load really deep inside me, and... I was ready for it! I just relaxed, laid there, and reveled in the sheer pain he was giving my hole! I was calm, even though the pain of him ripping me open was intense. The wine numbed me and made it okay. I willing took his toxic load, and if he pozzed, me, then it was fate. In fact, as I laid there and faded back into sleep, I craved his huge cock and the toxicity of his load. Then I fell asleep again. I don't know how many other cocks unloaded into me after I fell asleep. I don't care. I just appreciate that their owners deemed fit to use my abused, open, receptive hole for their pleasure, even while I was drunkenly asleep. Maybe it was as much of a turn on for them as it was for me, to know they used my hole while I was "out." Whatever happened to me while I was that drunk, I deserved. In the morning, I awoke, my hole ached, but, as agreed, I stayed for Saturday's fun. Every stroke hurt my hole, which I accepted as my just dues as an anal bottom. with a hole for someone else's use and pleasure, (including mine, even if it hurt). Yes, sure enough, the fuck flu hit me - pretty hard - as one would expect. I am no longer the neg fresh meat at these parties (I am now part of the trio that organizes them, and I know I was somewhat set up, but I don't care, I had it coming and knew the risks going in), but my (not so longer tight) hole is still appreciated by all of the tops. Plus, even though I am a committed bottom, I have enjoyed sharing the gift, both as a bottom, as well as the occasional top.

A Boy finds his Dad Christopher had enough of his father’s abuse. Not the kind of abuse your dirty mind is thinking. Ever since he told his parents he was gay his father kept calling him Chrissy and referring to him as his daughter. Christopher never acted like a girl although he loved to be a little submissive to other guys in his class. His only sexual experience was sucking guys off in school. The day came when he had it and left home. He packed up some clothes and headed out the back door while his parents slept. He walked through the night and eventually found himself at the bus depot. He paid for a one way ticked out of town and climbed on the bus. He slept most of the night and the next day woke to a new city, a new life. He walked off the bus and wondered around the city. That’s when I saw him. I was coming out of the bathhouse as he stood there across the street, looking at the door, checking out the men as they came out into the daylight. He looked barely 16, standing 5’10”, very thin build, baggy clothes, dirty blond hair that hung over his pretty blue eyes and he couldn’t have weighed over 145 pounds soaking wet. He approached me with a smile on his face. For someone so young he was very brave and direct. He asked me if I was into younger guys. I told him that it depended on the guy and he had to be over 18. He asked if I was into him. I asked him his age and he told me he was 18. I didn’t believe him and that’s when he showed me his birth certificate. He was barely 18 and legal. I was 45 and old enough to be father. The kid looked so angelic. I asked him where he lived and found out that he ran away from home to get away from his father’s verbal abuse. He said he was looking for a daddy to make him his boy. He went on to say that he wanted a poz, party daddy who would make him his very own poz, party boy. I couldn’t believe what I just heard. My well used cock sprang back to life. I was still flying from my partying the night before. I asked him his name, he told me Christopher. We continued to talk as we walked back to my apartment. He followed me inside and we sat down. I asked him if he was sure of all that he wanted. He told me that’s all he thought about ever since he started to jack off when he was 12. He found stories on the net on the subject of pozzing and drug use and he couldn’t get them out of his head. He knew exactly what he wanted and I was the man to give it to him. I asked him one last time if he was sure that he wanted to be a poz, party boy. He replied that he wanted to be my poz, party boy. Looking at this cute, young, virgin boy I was thinking with my crotch. Christopher watched with fascination as I pulled out a couple rigs and my tina. He asked if we could share the rig. He wanted to be sure that he was going to get pozzed. I told him that I could invite some of my friends over or take him to the baths, but he wanted me to be the one to poz him. He wanted that connection to me so that he’d be my poz son and I his poz daddy. I told him that we would share our slam. Since I was still flying I didn’t need much to keep me going, but he wanted a good dose to join me as he put it. I decided on still using 2 rigs to be sure to give us both what we wanted. He watched as I prepped them and stuck both in my arm. I was sure to fill them with my blood as he wanted before pulling them from my arm. He helped me as I removed the tourniquet from my arm and watched as I coughed and my cock began to leak. It was now his turn, his turn to get what he was asking me for, his turn to become what he was seeking. He placed the tourniquet on himself as I had both rigs in my hand. His eyes were glued to what I was doing as I found 2 good veins and stuck each rig in and emptied them into his arm. I could see the delight in his eyes as I pulled them from his arm and he held his arm over his head. I asked if he was ready and he shook his head yes. I released the tourniquet and watched the look in his face change as the drug hit him hard. I don’t think he expected it to be so much. He coughed out as he laid himself back on the bed. I asked if he was ok, he replied that he felt great. He was ready for me to take his cherry and make me his boy forever. I was in no rush to fuck him. I wanted Christopher to enjoy his rush as I began to eat his smooth hole. I still couldn’t believe he was 18 but he had the proof. Christopher moaned as I got his hole nice and wet. He began to beg me to fuck him, that he had to have my poz cock inside his neg hole. When I knew he was ready I moved up and positioned my hard, dripping cock at his hole. I made sure to keep eye contact with him as I entered his ass. I could tell the drugs were doing their job as his hole sucked my 8” piece of steel deeper into Christopher’s formerly virgin hole. I was in no rush to cum since I was enjoying watching Christopher’s face as I fucked away his virginity. This was a great way to spend a Sunday fucking a virgin who just partied for the first time. I looked him in his eyes and asked if he could feel my DNA flowing through his veins as I fucked his very willing hole. He wrapped his legs around my waist and asked me to pound away at him. He really wanted to feel my power as I plowed his hole. I couldn’t resist his request and began to pound away without mercy. It didn’t take long before I was filling him up with my seed. I was always a big cummer, and my loads got bigger them more I cum. By now this kids ass was being filled with a good load of my poison seed. Before the day was done, Christopher took half dozen loads and begged me for a rig of nothing but my poz blood. I was not one to refuse him but told him he had to take another slam along with the rig of blood. He agreed and I had 2 more rigs in his other arm.

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

This weekend I was visiting Budapest. I wanted to explore other joys then the historical places, thermal spas and local food, so I convinced my friends to go to a 'Naked and dark party' which was being held in Budapest. First I tried playing with some local twinks, but they insisted upon using condoms, so I gave up on them. After a while I noticed a tall exotic man who was cruising me, and having cornered me in the corridor, he teased my hard, bare cock with his bare ass, clearly wanting me to fuck him on a bench with audience, but I wanted some privacy so we went to a cubicle. Once the door was closed he sucked my cock for several minutes, and when he paused, I really enjoyed kissing his full lips. Then I rimmed his hole and fucked him bare. He loved to lick my sweaty armpits which really turns me on. I really enjoyed breeding his ass. Afterwards he told me he is Egyptian and that he will visit my country in a month, so we swapped numbers. After breeding the hot Egyptian guy I decided I want to take some loads. While cruising I found a nice Hungarian twink, around 25, slim cute, with beard. He as a bit drunk We went to a cubicle where, after some foreplay, kissing and sucking, he entered my ass. Bare. It felt great to get fucked bare by this younger boy. He did a good number on my ass and bred me deep. Since I hadn't yet cum, he opened the door to our cubicle and sucked me. One of the safe sex twinks joined us and I sucked the twink while the bareback top resumed fucking me. I came hard while being spit-roasted. When the safe sex twink asked the top to fuck him with a condom, I left them to have their safe fun. Afterwards I went to relax and recharged at the Finnish sauna, where I met up with my friends. There I met a safe sex top, who's evening was about to become less safe. (To read about how I convinced the safe sex top to bareback, read the topic Convincing Tops to Bareback) More to cum

Everyone had seen this same little muscle boy at the baths dozens of times. Young, beautiful body, perfect bubble butt. Oh, and he knew it too. You know the type: Teasing all the older men in the place. Promising to put out and then scampering away. There is an unspoken brotherhood that developed among some of us. We were all sick of this little shit. Somewhere in the back of our collective unconscious, we knew there would come a reckoning... And then came that fateful night. Pretty boy was there, playing his usual game the whole night. But this night would go very differently for him. He had wandered into the darkroom. As he went from one man to the next...playing his little game...the guy next to me who pretty boy had been teasing grabbed the boys wrist. He tried to get away. But another pair of hands took hold of him..to my surprise, they were my hands holding him in place. He started to yell - and from the fray, a third put of towel over his mouth. In an instant, it was on. Everyone knew what was going to happen. Under cover of darkness, pretty boy wa taken to the open fuckbench at the back of the room. All the while, he fought us. Somehow, his doing so made my cock all the harder. There were five of us holding him down on the fuckbench. One man on each extremity, one straddling his back and holding the towel over his mouth to muffle the sound. And another lubing up his cock. For the first time ever I was thankful for the too loud club music blasting over the speakers, drowning out his muffled cries. The man sitting on the boys back said, "You played your game once too often, pretty boy. If you're gonna tease - you're gonna please!" As he said this, the one standing spit on the boys hole. And with that, the first of us plunged his raw meat into the boy. The die had been caste. We could not turn back. We moved with quickly, efficiently, and a collective purpose. Each of us would take turns hate-tucking that boy, trading off holding his arms and legs down for a turn at his open cunt. Other men would enter and leave the darkroom. Each assuming it was a scene that had been arranged. Some watched and jacked off. It was theater in the round. That made it all the hotter. I was 5th in line. By that time, he wasn't putting up much of a fight anymore. His cumsloppy hole was beyond loose. Gaping is what it was. Yeah, I fucked his distended pussy. I added my dirty seed to the four that had cum before me. Three of which I knew for a fact were also POZ. Number six had been the vocal one sitting on the boys back - talking smack the whole time. He slipped his cock into the boys mawing cunt. "Shit! Like throwing a hotdog down a hallway. Worthless! Boy, your hole isnt wrecked....", Six said as he jacked himself, "...it's fuckin CONDEMNED..." and with that he plunged his cock back in to unload inside, "...in more ways than one!!", he growled. I almost felt sorry the the little shit...almost. And when Six was done, we all stood around pretty boys limp body and observed this wreckage beneath us as it slipped down to the floor and in and out of consciousness. With that, it was done. We all filed out of the room and went different directions. Pretty boy would never be seen there again. And no, nothing came of it. No police response. No ambulance. We played it cool, leaving over the course of the next couple of hours. We assume pretty boy peeled himself off the floor, cleaned up and left. Over the weeks that followed, the six of us would see each other from time to time. Maybe we would give a barely perceptible nod or a tiny, knowing smile. I guess it's true; you never know what darkness you are capable of until the beast within is provoked.

I agree with those who have posted before. I'd rather the first time be an anonymous or otherwise "straight to sex" encounter than a date. I often find that the more I get to know someone, the less I'm physically attracted to them. So, having sex first works for me. I've had several guys turn into good friends as a result of fooling around and THEN getting to know each other and realizing that we're better friends than lovers. Of course, this is problematic when I think about dating (in the heteronormative sense), since I want to get to know someone on a deeper level to date them, but I also want the sexual desire to be kept at a high level. It's something I'm working on figuring out. I agree, monogamy isn't an answer to STDs, and removing sexual stigma is a good thing to work towards. I think a big factor in the stigma is sexual health education. In the US, it's crazy that there is no common curriculum for how to teach sex ed. I didn't grow up here in Indiana, but I've heard from other students here on campus that some of them had "abstinence-only" sex ed while others were focused only on condom use while others didn't get any formal sex ed at all, etc... In talking to local (rural, small-town) guys on Grindr, the sex education ignorance is very obvious. I've been shamed for telling people that I had an STI and got treated for it....it should be the opposite. We should be open and proud about being tested and taking care of our bodies, not shamed. (I realize there will be some on here that disagree with this, but this is my own personal view on this issue.)

On Friday night I was at a sauna in Budapest where I showed another top the error of his ways and convinced him to bareback. After some earlier fucking (details provided in my posting entitled My trip to Budapest), I was relaxing in a Finnish sauna talking to my friends. Next to them there was a young guy around 25- 27, with a nice sporty / stocky build, and some facial hair. He was semi-hard and was stroking his cock. When I looked him in the eye ho nodded with his head out of the sauna, so I stepped out and he followed me. We entered a cubicle where I sucked him until he announced he wanted to fuck me, sadly, wrapping himself before sliding into my ass. After a while he lost his boner so he removed the condom off and I resumed sucking his cock until he was erect. Then I straddled him and tried to sit on his pole. Again he produced a condom and went back to fucking my ass. After several minutes we changed positions, so he can fuck me on my back I pretended to help him to guide his cock inside, and while doing so I removed the condom He was fucking me quite hard and we both enjoyed it considerably, but after 15 minutes he withdrew, wanting to change positions, only to discover he had been fucking me bare. I played dumb, suggesting the condom must have slipped off. He didn't have another condom available and said he would find some more and return to finish the fuck session. I told him I was going to get some lube, in truth hoping to avoid running into him again. Unfortunately he spotted me and followed me when I was returning to the maze. I was saved, however, as I ran into a bareback top who had bred me earlier, and the two of us began kissing. The condom Nazi poked at my ass from behind, grinding his cock against my crack, hoping to entice the bareback top and me to join him in a threesome. To my surprise the three of us entered a cubicle where the bareback top immediately began fucking me. The condom Nazi asked if we wanted a condom, which we declined. As it turned out the condom Nazi hadn't picked up any, and the bareback top told him to get a free condom from a box at the entrance. So the condom Nazi went out, and I was enjoying a good bareback fuck with the top I preferred. After a while the condom Nazi returned complaining there are no more condoms at the maze entrance. So I took pity on him and began sucking his cock and the bareback top continued pounding my ass. The two of us, the bareback top and I came almost simultaneously, at which time he gave me his second load of the evening. Since I was a bit annoyed with the condom Nazi I decided I didn't care if he didn't get off. Still, as the bareback top stepped out of the cubicle the condom Nazi grabbed my hand saying he wanted to fuck me. I asked (perhaps a bit sarcastically) if he had a condom. He replied no. I asked if he wants to fuck without one, and he said maybe. I lay down doggie style and guided his bare cock in my ass. After some 15 minutes of power-fucking he bred my ass. I guess it took a live demonstration by another bareback top inspired the former condom Nazi to fuck bare and breed.

It's a cock and I am just a hole so ... Fuck me!

Local private GH bottom. 19 tight ass takes all loads. Left 4 days worth inside him and another guy was just arriving when I left.

buddy, a cock is a cock and in my mouth, size is of no concern.

Always cum inside a guy if he lets me in raw.

* continued I Love being groped, fondled, probed, treated like a sex object, fuck toy, cock hole! As I arched my back putting my hole out there for the boys I heard one of the big trucks blowing it's air horn for a good bit, so I looked over my shoulder to see a driver staring right at my little Cock Hole just tugging on that air horn! My new friends closed in around me drooling Cocks out and I waved this horn blowing driver to join. Just before I turned away to suck a beautiful Cock in front of me I saw the driver talking into his headset... The small crowd presented me with an array of Hard Cock Flesh, yum! I had one down my throat, one in my right hand as a finger slipped into my hole followed by a burning. Hmmm, Booty Bump! If I wasn't an insatiable little Cock Hole before I definitely was now!!! I heard somebody coming down a little path to where we were from the parking lot and looked up and there was another Cock coming my way. He was grinning ear to ear, hollering "I spread the word about you girl, we're gonna take care of you!" I casually looked around and said, "y'all got to start fucking me or else..." * to be continued

i was younger than 10 receiving both orally and anally.

for me, whenever i have my raw cock fucking the btm hole, most of the time, i have shot a small load inside...too horny, i just couldnt hold it...whether he likes it or not, i have given him some... when the btm said no, i just fucked faster and harder till i just shoot my load inside...at the end he just moaned like a slut while i pushed deeper...if m still hard, will continue fucking for the next load...

Was chatting on Adam and came across another hairy latino, this guy had a nice fat cock. His profile said "condom" but it never came up in conversation. Got to his place he immediately pounced me, starting making out. Told me he loves to rim and wants me to sit on his face when we were chatting so we made our way to the bed. I notice condoms and lube on the side table. HMMMM....but wait, he plops on the bed as with his feet at that side table. I sit on his face and he gives me a phenomenal rim-job. I get off his face and start making out, he pulls me on top of him, and is rubbing at my hole. I spit in my hand, lube my ass with some spit and sit on his raw cock. Guess the condoms were for decor.... I shot almost right away, but he fucked me at least another 20 minutes, and it was HEAVEN! He worked a long time to cum and boy was the reward more than worth it. I get in the car, look at the time and realize we were playing almost an hour! Great way to end the night.... Have a guy that looks like a hustler, safe only, hitting me up now. See what he says when I say I just got bred and can use another load...

Part 22 Shortly after the weekend with Charlie, the twins went through their bout of the fuck flu. It did little to slow down their sex drive as they were left to spend their time in bed together. After they recovered from the fuck flu their sex drive seemed to multiply. They were sucking and fucking each other when ever they thought they were alone or able to get away with it. One night they were blowing some clouds and thought that their parents were out to dinner. Between the Tina in them and their over active sex drive they were careless as they were fucking. They were fucking in their bedroom with their door open enough that when their father walked by he couldn't help notice his two naked sons, one on his hands and knees and the other right behind his twin pounding away. Upon realizing what was going on he barged into their room calling them 'queer boys', 'faggots' and proceeded to kick them out on their gay asses. They grabbed what they could and stuffed it in their gym bags and quickly left the house they had grown up in the past 18 years. They only knew of one place to go and showed up at Steve's door. After hearing what had happened Steve told them they could live their (since that was the plan after they were to graduate in a few weeks). This also allowed them to do some more work for Steve as a twin sex couple. Things were fairly tame through the summer as the twins started to make Steve some nice money between their 'performances on the net and the occasional, 'personal and private appearance' with special individuals who paid Steve good money to spend time with two jock twins. On a sunny Wednesday morning as fall semester was approaching as the twins went to register for classes where they met Thomas. The twins knew Thomas was special and without saying a word between them had the same thought. Bam Bam, Robbie and the twins moved into the two bedroom after the co-eds moved out over the summer. This left the one bedroom open for rent and the studio was set up for the twin's to perform in along with anyone to take an unsuspecting hook-up in their to have the sex recorded (and hopefully a recorded stealth pozzing). Whether Thomas was gay or straight, the twins planned to get him into the studio, smoke him up and fuck him good. Thomas didn't think twice as the twins were very friendly asking all about himself. Thomas was very open with the twins as they learned he was far from home, all of his friends and classmates were going to either community college or a state school. It didn't take much to get Thomas interested in hanging out with the twins since classes were not set to start the following Monday. That night Thomas showed up at the apartment building meeting the twins at the studio apartment. The three guys chatted about high school, family and friends. What the twins did not know was that Thomas had his own dark thoughts about the twins. Out of the blue Thomas asked, "Do you guys smoke weed?" The twins didn't say a word as one of them pulled out a well packed bong and proceeded to light up. Soon the three were passing the bong back and forth while successfully getting Thomas to take more hit's then they were. The one thing Thomas didn't know was that the weed was dosed with Tina and his drink was spiked with GHB. As the drugs took effect it wasn't hard to get Thomas in the mood for something he knew deep down inside he wanted. Thomas further surprised the twins when he asked if they ever partied with anything other than weed. It was becoming clear to the twins (and Steve who was watching the action on camera) that Thomas was into more then they thought. Thomas could tell that there was 'something' in his drink and that the weed was more than weed as he knew the hunger for 'attention' was growing. Steve was able to control the temperature of the room and slowly raised the temperature causing the three guys to begin to strip down. Thomas was the first to remove his shirt as the twins followed his lead. The conversation continued and Thomas never mentioned a girlfriend as he talked a lot about one friend in particular. As the G and T in his system began to loosen his lips he let it slip about prom night spending the night with this one friend after dropping their dates at home. Thomas didn't hold much back as he talked about the two of them trying a new drug that got them horny as fuck that resulted in....... Thomas suddenly realized what he has said when he noticed that the twins were only wearing their underwear and had moved in closer to where he was sitting and he was naked. There was no denying it as they began to touch each other in ways only a man can touch and please another man. Thomas took a quick second to retrieve something from his cargo shorts pocket. The twins could see that he had that familiar glass pipe and a small zip lock bag of familiar crystal. The pipe was loaded and a torch was lit by one of the twins as the bowl was heated and Thomas took a huge hit before he handed it over to the twins. They were all naked now as they got high and proceeded to kiss, lick and suck. It didn't take long before Thomas mounted one of the twins and began to fuck him raw.

Part Four: A Surprise Visitor ********************************************** We slowly made our way into his bedroom, me still impaled on a not-softening weapon of ass destruction as they say. We reached the bed, which was a little lower than most, and we gradually climbed onto it, making our way to the middle. I leaned forward and put my hands down in front of me, assuming an all-fours position. Just doing so pulled me forward ever so slightly, and I felt that now-familiar tug of his head on my inner ring. Fuck. With that pounding and constant bullying open of that sphincter muscle, how was it still tight enough to resist? But it was, and I felt myself scoot back just a bit to ease the pressure. He had other ideas though. "Here boy, slowly turn yourself over and lay on your back." He slid a pillow in front of his knees to help raise my ass once I turned, and slowly I managed to turn myself, lifting my left leg up and over him as I went from face down to upright. And then, I felt myself falling back onto the bed and his pillow as I lost the arm support that had been holding me up. And as I sank down to the bed, my ass pulled away, painfully ripping his head out of my inner chute and leaving it halfway inside that first segment of rectum. I looked up and, from the soft light emerging into the room from the hallway, I saw him for the first time in person. He looked much like his picture but now with the light from outside I noticed that underneath the patch of fur on his chest and, indeed, up and down his arms, were dark blotches. Lesions. They dotted him all over below his neckline, a testament to just how truly sick and virulent this man was--this man who had just impregnated me with seed that would likely treat me just the same. My inner ass was drowning in poison, and I could feel the still-hot liquid slowly sliding further up into me as, with my ass elevated, gravity pulled it along previously untainted tissue. My head fell back against the bed. "Fuuuck. What did I just do?" He chuckled at hearing this. I looked him straight in the eyes as he spoke. "You surrendered yourself to me, and now I am part of you. Inside you." And with that he pushed his half burried shaft into me again, lodging up against the weakening resistance of my inner core. He fell forward, his hands landing on either side of me, his face now above me, and he flexed his cock inside me as I tried to push my head back further into a bed that would resist me as I had not him. He pushed again through my inner ring, lodging even more deeply than before as my eyes shot open and my mouth dropped open to cry out. Yet that cry was quickly muffled by his mouth on mine as I once again felt his ballsack come to rest against me, both globes inside still feeling amply full. His tongue pushed mine aside as he explored my mouth just as enthusiastically as he had my ass just a few moments ago. All the while his uncut meat launched itself into a steady fuck rhythm once again, battering a torn and bruised anal cavity that was susceptible to every disease that coarsed through his veins. His eyes locked on mine as he raised his head, never slowing but gradually increasing the forcefulness of his second assault. "Mmmm boy, yeah, take me. Take everything I have, deep inside you let it become part of you." My voice wavered now, suddenly I realized that while the thought of a poz man turned me on, I hadn't thought completely about what other bugs he might have. "What do you mean, 'take everything'?" "Shhh, I've given you many special gifts, and will soon gift them to you again. Not just my deadly and untreatable AIDS but other beautiful things for your body to enjoy. You will discover them over time, but they are already part of you now." His thrusts continued to increase and the slapping sound of his balls faded slightly as they began to draw up for another release. I looked at him as his eyes rolled up into his head. He practically shouted. "Oh god boy, I'm going to cum in you again, more seed inside you!" His cock once again became a steel pole and with a few more thrusts, he lodged himself deep inside me and froze, his body convulsing and shaking this time as wave after wave of toxic cum shot like bullets into me, gravity sliding them down soft tissue as the burning sensation in me reappeared and seemed to spread. His head flew back in ecstasy. "OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK!" He continued to convulse as another 7-8 thick spurts of cum fired into my ass. Apparently he had not cum in quite some time as this load was just as big, if not substantially larger than the first. He collapsed on me, still buried balls-deep, his rigid penis still twitching and pulsing death into me. He was himself also still convulsing slightly, and as my hands found their way up and over him and landed on his back, I felt more lesions there and realized I was again taking his potent seed, another few pulses as liquid dribbled from his piss slit. "Fuuuuuuck." It was all he could say as his frail body lay on top of mine. His head came down to the right of mine. Little flexes of his shaft still felt in every corner of my abused, diseased rectum. He lay there, and I felt his cock finally begin to shrink a bit. I still had his head trapped up inside my second hole, but even it eventually softened enough and I felt it pop back into my main chute as he began to slowly pull himself up and withdraw his cock until just that legendary head remained. He returned himself fully to a squatting position, 2 inches still inside me, and looked at the results of his entrance and subsequent destruction. "Mmmm, only a few specks of blood boy. I thought for sure I had ripped you wide open the way you screamed earlier." I felt the tug of his head as he pulled it back against my asshole. Blood. It was certain then. With everything he said he had, no way would some of it not find its way there. "In a few days you'll probably feel quite sick, but then you will possess the same seed as me. Ready to be spread to whomever you desire. An attractive young buck like yourself will have no trouble finding himself willing holes to seed. Holes I cannot tag looking like this." He pointed to his lesions. He was right. Had I seen them I very well may not have ever turned off the road earlier. But here I was, his hooded head still inside me. I had taken him willingly, my hormonal desires impairing any form of better judgement and now two loads of an untreatable form of AIDS lay deep inside me, being absorb even as my brain pondered the wisdom of my choices. "Would you like a surprise visitor?" As if I any longer had a choice? I knew what awaited me, what was to be my fate. With everything he had hinted at contained in his semen, I would have many, many surprise visitors in the next few months. Visitors that would be hard to get rid of, if at all, and who would all contribute to the deterioration of my body, until I too was frail, lesioned, and searching for a vessel to carry my eventual lethality. I spoke again in my now scratchy voice, words that escaped reason and sanity. "Yes, I can't wait." "Who said anything about waiting?" Wait. Oh god. That wasn't his voice! Where had it come from? We weren't alone??? I looked past him and there, as my eyes focused, silhouetted in the doorway--by the light of the hallway--stood another naked man. We did indeed have a surprise visitor. And my night was clearly not over.

Part Three: The Warmth Inside ******************************************* It may have seemed like an eternity but it was only a few seconds of stillness before I felt a pressure inside and realized he was beginning to slowly thrust again. "Oh fuck boy, it's been a long time since I've been in such a warm and willing hole. Give me a sec while I adjust and let my foreskin inside you too." His gyrations were slow and shallow, but I could feel a slight fullness growing inside me as I realized his abundant foreskin was slowly inching back up and over his exposed head. A bit of his shaft followed with each push, and after a minute or so he paused again. "Muuuch better. Fuck boy, you are so wet inside. And my load will eventually make that a flood." I felt myself go limp, not that I had been capable of tensing any muscles since his entrance just moments ago. But he definitely felt me surrender to his grip. My nipples once again being tweaked and lightly pinched as my shaft again grew, having gone flaccid from the pain I had so recently felt. I was hard in no time and I felt my hormones again begin to flow as his well-lubricated death stick began a new mission: burying itself as deep as it could go. I knew it wouldn't take long, with his head now inside, his shaft would have no trouble following and I again closer my eyes tightly as he began to sink into me with one long continuous push. He was nearly there and then I felt him reach my second, more inner ring and begin stretching it just as he had my outermost one. Again, I felt a ripping, tearing pain as his head spread my inner muscle apart further than anything ever had. He gripped me tight, sensing my latest round of discomfort. He all but cooed into my ear, the short hairs of his beard tickling my skin. "It's okay, once more, just a thrust." And a thrust it was. There was no gentle working of this ring. He pushed hard and deep and for the second time (and not the last) I cried out in a scream of pain as he pushed his massive head through in one flick of his hips. With no resistance left his cock kept its momentum and sank completely into me, his groin settling against on my upper ass and his quite hefty ball sack slapped gently up against my lower cheeks; I remember thinking his balls felt as large as his ass-splitting acorn. "I'm all the way in now boy." I slowly opened my eyes and forced myself to resume a normal breathing rhythm. He was so deep inside me, I could feel his head pushing against the lower front wall of my abdomen. Things were definitely being rearranged internally, I could feel it. And then, I felt something else: a dull, burning, almost hot pain inside me. He wasn't cumming already was he? Again, he had read my mind. "Fuuuuck, leaking so badly boy. More of my death lube inside you." Precum, just precum? Were his balls also furnaces? The liquid his piss slit was generously oozing onto my ass walls was all but scalding hot inside me! I felt his plug of a head gently rocking deep inside my second ring, and I knew he was making sure the coating was evenly distributed. AIDS. In my hole. What the fuck was I doing? Wait. NOW I was having second thoughts? I thought back just a couple years to when I had been a condom-nazi. Never touched a guy or gal back then without them. Then, while fucking a FTM trans guy, my rubber had broken, and a few weeks later there had been a pregnancy scare. To say I had been a nervous wreck was an understatement, but the feel of my sensitive uncut head touching skin had intrigued me, and while a war had raged inside me about safe sex and long healthy life, I found myself experimenting with raw encounters. At first I only topped one of my regular buds bare; he had admitted it was a fantasy of his and was all to ready to help me experiment when I shared with him my desire. Still, I never took him bare at first. But one day I was just so damn horny that when the rubber broke as he was about to climax, I ignored his warning and slammed myself down on him until his prodigious load filled me inside. I was hooked. As I explored bareback sex, both in bed and online, it was a natural progression to curiosity about poz men, and gradually I began engaging with several undetectable fuck buds. But I had never played with a man so riddled by the virus, so willing to share it, and so potent as to ensure that once would be enough. Until now. The rocking continued and became, once again, a thrusting, gentle at first, and then gradually increasing in speed. Yet, he was still shallow, completely inside my second ring until... I felt the back of his head hit my second ring, moving in the opposite direction from which it had entered. I knew this would hurt, as there was no flare to make it a gradual exit. Instead his head began pulling my inner sphincter along with it as he tried to withdraw. I felt it pull, painfully, and then it ripped open again as his head popped back into my lower chute. Another scream. "That's it, boy, feel me tearing open your inner hole. A few more thrusts in and out and you'll be used it it." And with that, his half withdrawn monster slammed back through my inner barrier. My head fell back as I screamed. Again. And again. And again. This was no longer gentle - he was busting me open, his massive plow probably destroying my ability to ever walk or defecate normally again. Still, little by little the pain decreased to a tolerable amount, although in no way disappearing. Somehow I realized with each withdraw his cock head was now also pulling against my outer ring. He was deep-dicking me hard and rhythmically. "No need to worry boy. I'm not exiting that first ring until my balls have emptied their cargo of demon seed inside you." His fucking continued, us standing there just inside his door. Pounding thrusts created involuntary, guttural grunts from me as he continued to bust my second ass ring wide open with every pass. "I've never shot my seed at this toxicity into anyone before, boy. You will never be able to treat it or fight it. I have created the ultimate weapon and will give it to you now." His rhythm picked up as his thrusting increased in fury. His breathing began to sound labored and I knew the time had come. He was about to impregnate me with his AIDS. A strain so virulent that no treatment for it yet existed. Its noxious brew already sliming my ass walls in his precum, but now a voluminous amount of liquid death was about to enter me and my journey to a wasted state similar to him would begin. I was ready. And so was he. I felt his cock grow incredibly hard inside me as the blood flowed in to create a rock solid weapon capable of unleashing a deadly force inside its victim, a straight shot to the soft tissue that would absorb the poison that would change it forever. "Oh god, boy, I'm going to cum!" And with that he thrust deeply one last, painful time as his steel shaft thrust a rock hard head past my inner sphincter one last time and lodged it there so it could finally accomplish its mission. "OH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" He screamed into my ear and that hot burning sensation I had felt deep in my bowels before, created just by a single strand of precum, was replaced by a flood of scalding liquid as the first wave of his load splashed against innocent, unprotected soft tissue. It was quickly followed by another seven or eight spurts, each gradually decreasing in size until it was just an oozing dribble. As each wave of liquid toxicity entered me I felt his nutsack jump behind me, signalling the rocketing of another wave through those tiny, miniscule tubules that blend semen and sperm and send the mixture on to its destination. Each wave of his load of course stayed right where it was, his ample head plugging my inner hole in a tight seal. He gradually relaxed himself, and his hands slowly moved to my chest, again focusing on my soft and tender pink nipples. "Fuuuck boy, I haven't cum like that in ages. There's just no substitute for an ass like your's. Don't worry, I won't be going soft for a while, there's more seed to unload inside you. I felt your ass clamping down on me and throbbing. How big a load did you shoot?" How big a load did I shoot? DID I shoot? I looked down. Fuck! I had. I could barely see the glistening last strand of cum hanging from my slowly softening penis. I hadn't even felt myself blow. But I could make out several spots of cum on the back of the couch in front of me. Yeah, I had cum, quite impressively even for me. I noticed I felt an ache in my balls, the way you do when a load has been building for a while and is finally released. "Quite a bit it seems." Aside from my screams, they were the first words I had uttered since we began, if you ignored my feeble pleas for him to 'take it out' as he entered. "Mmmm, one of your last negative loads. How about we move up to the bed?" With that we somehow moved to the staircase and waddled our way up, me still in his embrace and with his ever so slightly softened piece still plugging his load deep in my chute. I welcomed the warmth inside me as we entered his bedroom.

I lost track of my fellow inductees for a while. I was inside enjoying being naked with all the other guys. What I found in this club was the freedom of being sexual with other men without the usual posturing and bullshit. It I wanted to experience a guy’s cock for a couple minutes or an hour, that was cool. If I was talking to a group of guys and a guy rubbed his cock against my gaping rosebud, it was cool too to let him explore my hole. And of course, no drama about are you “neg or poz.” It was great to talk to them about their biohazard tattoos, in particular each man seemed a very individual take on the meaning of the tattoo, and, of course, given all of the men had been given a biohazard tattoo on the crotch, just above his cock, the placement of their second biohazard tattoo was no less revealing, why it was important for some guys to have the second tattoo hidden, and others chose to be tattooed in a location which was visible in the course of daily life. It was after midnight, and the Conversion Club members were slowly saying their goodbyes. The four of us felt given the amount of poz cum, and the blood slams that I did, we're pretty well set for seroconversion. We grabbed our stuff from the clothes check and thanked everyone for their hospitality and for sharing their infection with us. The four of us exhanged cell numbers and e-mails so we can hang out soon. I gave Mike a kiss, stuck my hand down his pants and said, "I want more time exploring those nipples ... maybe I'll get some too." He said, "I was hoping you would!" I switched off and kissed Andrew and said, "I want more of you!" He said, "You didn't stick your hand down my shorts ... I don't believe you." With that I turned him around, slid my hand down the front of his shorts and inserted two fingers inside. I asked "Believe me now?" I pulled my hand out, and he grabbed it and suck my fingers dry. "Yeah, we're good," he chuckled with a smile, adding "Yeah, we're definitely good." Blake asked "Hey, I took Uber, can you give me a ride? I said, "Yes, of course." We got in the car and I put the top down ... it was still a beautiful night. "Where's your shirt," Blake asked. "I didn't bring one. You're overdressed ... take your shirt off." "Just my shirt?" "For now ... and undo the top button of your shorts. I might need in there." I likewise undid my button and pulled the zipper down a little bit. I asked him, "Can we stay together tonight?" He said, "I was going to ask the same thing. My place is closer and I have an underground garage. Let's go there." We were back in traffic again, really the only one way to go ... so I reached over and unzipped his shorts so I could grope him. He did the same to me ... and it did not go unnoticed. Guys in trucks and people walking on the sidewalk saw us ... and we didn't care. We parked at Blake's building and got into the elevator. I pulled his shorts down and then my shorts ... and when the door opened I led the way out of the elevator, naked, carrying my shorts. He said, "You are a nut!" Once inside, I suggested "Wanna get a shower. I, for one, smell and feel gross! "I'm one step ahead of you. I've got the shower heating up and towels set aside." Before we stepped into the shower, he took my arm and removed the bandage from the blood slam, licked the injection point, and said, "Just for good measure." We got under the rainfall shower head and let the sweat and body fluids roll off us. It felt good. "You know," he said, "We both have a butt-full of cum in our holes." I said, "Yeah, I've been focused on keeping it all in." He gave me a kiss and said, "I think it's okay to let it out now." I smiled and said, "I want it on my chest!" "You what?" "I want to lie down on the floor and I want you to squat over my chest and let your ass juices flow all over my chest." His cock jerked and rose to attention, which merited my rye observation "I see you hate that idea." I got down on the shower floor and he positioned his cock near my mouth and his hole over my pecs. He slowly opened up and cum, plus a little mucus and blood, came oozing out. It was hot to see his hole open up for me. I slid two or three fingers in and out of his hole, then re-positioned him over my crotch so I could plunge my cock in and out of his hole, just to get it all out ... at least that's what I told him. We didn't wipe his ooze off, but I traded places with him so I could give him my ass slime. He was tugging on my foreskin trying to break concentration, but my cum loads needed to come out. I opened my hole to get it to gape open to let the bulk of it out, then I worked on pushing out my rosebud. I said, "Put your hand under my hole and leave it there." Once Blake's hand was in position, I put some pressure on my guts and my rosebud slowly pushed out onto his hand, profusely dripping the whole time, which earned Blake's exclamation "What The Fuck Is That!" "Blake, Feel it. Here, I'll push out more." "This is wild ... it feels amazing ... can I fuck it?" Blake asked. "If you don't I'll be really pissed off!" I retorted. He positioned his cock and slid my prolapsed rosebud over his big black cock. He used my flesh tube to jack his cock, his eyes rolling back in his head as he muttered "This is amazing ... I need this." "I thought you would like it." "I'm going to cum in it." "Yeah, one more toxic load can't hurt. Go for it!" Soon it was "fuck .. fuck.. fuck ... fuck... this is amazing ..fuck," as he shot his wad and his body shivered noticeably. He was in his happy place. We both stood up and watched the infected cum run off us. He wiped some of the cum from my abs and had me lick it off his finger. I said, "You're such a fucking pervert. Don't stop!" I wiped some cum off his biohazard tattoo and fed it to him as well. He turned on the shower, we dried off and went directly to bed. We slept the night soundly. The next morning as we were having coffee, our cell phones both alerted at the same time. We checked e-mail and read this message: ___ Conversion Club Members - Thank you for attending last night's meeting. I hope you enjoyed your time and helped our three inductees in their quest. Their contact information has been added to our Conversion Club database in our medical practice online portal, under the special access tab. We anticipate Rik and Andrew to display seroconversion symptoms anywhere around two weeks. There's a chance Mike will convert later, but we'll be standing by in the event they require special care. Feel free to message me through the portal. Hopefully we'll have good news in the next couple of weeks. Thanks again to all who shared their gift. Brad Woods ___ I said, "These are organized fuckers, aren't they?" "Yeah, totally. You'll get another one soon regarding your care package." And just like that, I received another e-mail message: ___ Conversion Club Inductees - Thank you for attending last night's meeting. It was getting getting to know (and breed) each of you. We're excited you're going on this journey with us. Seroconversion symptoms include: -fatigue (tiredness) -fever (high temperature) -sore throat -rash -headache -loss of appetite -aching muscles and joints -swollen lymph glands If your fever is over 103 degrees, please call Teddy immediately. Otherwise, send us a message if you experience the other symptoms. In the next couple of days, you will receive a care package from us to help us monitor your conversion. The package will include extra strength asprin, a thermometer and 12 bottles of Gatorade that will help replenish your electrolytes. There will also be six OroQuick HIV tests. Once your symptoms appear, take a test. If you continue to test negative, test again in three days if your symptoms continue. We have tentatively scheduled your time with Zak for your tattoos. You'll be going approximately five weeks from now. He will be in touch in about three weeks with fufther info. Please keep us in the loop. Brad Woods ___ I kept in contact with Andrew and Mike during the next couple weeks. We met up a couple times a week at the gym for classes and Blake met up with us for a couple of five mile runs. We talked about how the seroconversion might go and our trip to Chicago for our tattoos, and where we are going to place the biohazard tattoos once we earned them. Tuesday, Andrew started with a sore throat and then a headache. Wednesday, Mike complained of feeling flu-ish and swollen glands. Saturday afternoon Blake and I went for another five mile run. As I completed the circuit I wondered 'WTF? How can I not be sick?' Sunday night around 7:00 PM I was exhausted. I mean, just done. Around 9:30 PM I came down with a splitting a headache and a fever. I texted the guys, and received these replies: Rik: Great news .. I feel like shit! I think it's on! Andrew: Sweet! Mine is annoying... no big deal. Mike: Join the club... still feel like shit. Mike: Blake has been over a couple times to help out. Good guy. Blake: Excellent! I'll come over to monitor the fever. Rik: Thx ... door's unlocked. Blake walked into the bedroom all sweaty. I had to ask "Were you out on a run?" "Yeah, just finished when you texted. You look like shit!" I did look like shit. The fever had left me somewhat sweaty, and disinclined to do anything, so I was laying in bed, naked, using a a couple beach towels to soak-up the sweat. Blake stripped off his shirt and kicked off his shoes, remarking "Looks like I'll be here a while. I gotta cool down." I couldn't resist teasing him, saying "Get all the way naked and I'll definitely run a fever." He stepped out of his shorts and said, "Done. Let's see where your temperature is now." I was at 100 degrees, which was high but not alarming, but which certainly explained the sweat, and which earned Blake's comment, "Man, you're sexy when you're sweating." "I definitely don't feel sexy." "Poz sweaty guys are usually sexy, and you're no exception. And now you can finally give me a recharge!" I couldn't deny it ... the thought of being able to finally give him a load of poz cum was incredible. My cock started growing and his did too. Fortunately Blake recognized my energies were limited, and took the lead saying "You just lie there, I'll climb on and do the work, but I really need your load. But first...." With that he picked-up the lube bottle, crawled between my legs which he lifted and placed on his shoulders, lubing both my ass and his poz cock. "Wait, you're going to fuck me? Now?" "I'm going to make sure you get pozzed. My viral load is through the roof and I gotta fuck you up while you're sick. This is the right time to bring your immune system down." "Oh my god, you twisted fuck..." I was covered in sweat, burning up from the fever and it wasn't long before he was sweating as well from sliding in my hole, and he fucked away, he commented "I wanted to do a blood slam with you while you're converting, but your ass is too fucking sexy. Would you have liked a blood slam?" Halfway delirious, but still, to share Blake's toxic blood sounded amazing, and now I could slam my blood into him. How fucking hot! I'm running on empty and sweating like crazy from my seroconversion, but the idea of my toxic blood flowing in Blake got me totally boned. He saw my cock getting hard and that pushed him over the edge. "Dude, I'm going to blow my load in your converting hole ... if you're not sick now, just wait until this takes hold." His gasps became more frequent, and then the shot inside me. I could feel his cock spasm inside my hole. After he came down from his climax, he pulled out of my ass and then brought it up to my lips. His big, beautiful black cock glistened with lube and his sperm ... and I didn't hesitate to suck it all in when he pushed inside my mouth. My assjuices were funky, but I love eating ass. He moved down to my uncut cock and then lubed up his hole. Being so out of it, I started to get soft. Blake said, "I got two syringes from Teddy last week and I was going to do some blood slams with you. You would have liked that, huh?" All I could do was nod yes. Blake continued, "I'm sorry I didn't do that. But those syringes didn't go to waste ... last week I did a blood slam with Andrew and Mike ... they fucking loved my toxic blood." Now my cock was rock hard thinking of all of us sharing blood slams. He squatted on my cock and then sat down on it in one swift movement. Once he was at full depth he took a moment to get comfortable, and then started riding my cock, edging me on in saying "Just think, you can now poz neg hole." It was such a turn on ... all I could do was to moan in ecstasy. Continuing, Blake added "Yeah, you fucking gift giver now you can convert neg boys." He was getting me excited. "Tell me who you want to poz first!" Without thinking I said, "My little brother!" and at that point, I shot my load into Blake's hole. Despite being the sickest I've ever been in my life, I had a life-changing orgasm that rocked my world. I was utterly dripping wet from sweat and had soaked the towels beneath me, but I drew the strength required to deposit my first infected load inside the guy who could very well be my poz daddy. He rode me until my cock fell out of his hole. Afterwards he bent down to kiss me and picked-up on my fantasy saying "We need to discuss pozzing your brother." "After you clean your ass juices off my cock," I insisted, fever or no fever. I remember him licking my cock clean, including cleaning under my foreskin. Then I passed out.

I would definitely sign up for that party! Hit me up if anyone wants to host one

Ben Cheats with Sam – as told by Ben As much as I love Brandon I love variety in sex and love getting fucked bareback by a big dick. Really, bareback is the only way I like it, which is why I was on PrEP when I met Brandon. I fucked around raw so much before I went on PrEP that I am surprised I never got sick. We had only been married about three months and I was already ready for another guy’s dick in my ass, preferably raw. Brandon had left on Sunday afternoon for a one week business trip. Realizing that we were out of beer I ran down to the local liquor store for a six pack. To my surprise and delight I ran into my old college roommate who had recently moved back to the neighborhood. Blond haired brown eyed muscle hunk Sam. Brandon’s 8 inch dick is amazing but Sam’s 10 incher is the biggest I have ever seen (or had fuck me). Sam is uncut, just the way I like it and he had fucked me often while we were in college, always with a condom. He always pulled out to cum, pulling off the condom to jerk off over my ass or belly. I longed to take it bare and to take his load deep up my chute, but he would have none of it, always insisting on protection. We spent a few minutes standing between the rum and the bourbon catching up on all that had happened in our lives in the few years since we had seen each other last. I could not help myself looking. Sam was even hotter than when he was in college. He had obviously been working out and was tanned and buffed. His tight jeans left nothing to the imagination and I kept looking at his bulge. He noticed. “So you’re married huh?” “Yes.” “But that doesn’t seem to stop you from eyeing my meat. Looks like you want it!” I looked at him with lust. “Yeah. Brandon and I have an agreement. Sort of a don’t ask don’t tell arrangement. We can fuck around as long as it is safe and we don’t have to tell each other. Since it’s only been a few months I have not done anything yet. With Brandon out of town I have not had a fuck for days.” I looked at his crotch again. The bulge was becoming more prominent. Sam was obviously interested in a replay of those nights in college. Sam was not quite ready to respond to the hint. “Well, I guess you’ll just have to go home and jerk off to that bareback porn you love so much. That way you won’t be cheating on your husband.” “Actually, I was thinking more on the lines on what we did in college: Drink beer, listen to music and then do what comes naturally.” Sam grinned “Yeah, remember those days? We fucked a lot. You used to try and get me drunk so that I would forget the condoms and fuck you bareback! I never did give in to you, did I?” “Nope” was my response. “And now I am married with an agreement to abide by.” Sam chuckled. “Yeah! Of course. I also have my rules, just not an agreement.” He paused and looked hard at me before continuing. “How about this: We grab some beers and go to my place. My condo is only two blocks from here. Then we can catch up on old times, drink beer and see what happens.” He looked down at the growing bulge in my pants and said “Based on what your pants are telling me I’ll take that as a yes.” We each grabbed a six pack, paid for it and headed out into the street. Sam was not kidding when he said his place was close. He told me not to bother moving my car and we were unlocking his front door in less than five minutes. So convenient, a bit more than a mile from our house! His condo was sparsely furnished as he had only recently moved in, but it had all the necessary stuff. We sat down in the living room and each of us cracked open a beer. We discussed old times and old friends and what everyone was up to. The talk was getting more and more sexual and I could see that he was getting aroused, and I was getting uncomfortably hard in my tight shorts. Sam stood up. “I’ve gotta piss. Beer is starting to work. Be back in a minute.” As he walked out of the room I marveled how good his muscular ass looked in his tight jeans. While Sam was gone I looked at the Porno DVDs lying next to the DVD player. When we were in college he refused to buy or watch any bareback porn unless it was “Pre-Condom”. Judging from the titles his tastes had changed: “Truckstop Bareback”, “Bare Gloryholes”, “Bareback Cheating Boyfriends”, Cum Loaded” and “Taking Loads: Not a Drop Wasted”. Not a condom movie in sight. Sam returned carrying a couple of hand towels, a bottle of lube and some condoms. He placed them on the coffee table near to us. “I brought some supplies, just in case we decide we need them.” he said with a smirk. I had thought the whole idea was that we were going to fuck so we did need them! He grabbed “Taking Loads: Not a Drop Wasted” and put it in the player. “He turned to me with a grin. “This is one of my favorite porn movies. I love the guys’ attitudes. They’ll take anybody’s dick in their asses.” We grabbed our beers and sat back on the couch to watch the movie. The move was set in an abandoned warehouse. Guys entered one by one and soon the stars were sucking dicks and rimming asses. The movie had barely started when Sam went down on my dick. He was still as good a cocksucker as he had been in college. I watched the movie while he worked on my dick. Quite a few of the guys in the movie had biohazzard tattoos, and soon the fucking started. First it was the biohazard guys fucking each other, and then they started randomly fucking the other guys. Sam stocked sucking and motioned me to go down on him. It was wonderful to get my mouth on his massive cock and taste his ample pre-cum after so many years. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that the movie had got to a scene where three bottoms in a line were getting fucked doggy style by three tops with biohazard tattoos. Unlike many movies this one actually had the actors speaking. While I was deep throating Sam’s massive dick and working his foreskin with my tongue I could hear the tops talking dirty were saying how they were going to load the bottoms with their poz cum. Both Sam and I were rock hard by this time and he was leaking copiously into my hungry mouth. He eased me off his dick and looked at me “Ready for some real action? I want to taste your sweet ass.” I got up and went down on the couch on all fours. Within seconds he had his face in my ass crack and was greedily slurping on my hole. I relaxed my muscles and he thrust his tongue as deep as he could go. I was drooling profusely by now leaving a slick puddle on the leather of the couch. This did not last long. “On your back” Sam ordered. I watched as he reached across to the coffee table and grabbed the bottle of lube and a condom. He squirted some on his hand and then worked one, two then three slippery fingers into my greedy hole. “You ready for this? I know you want it SO BAD.” He said with a grin, squirting some more lube onto his hand and slicking up his rock hard cock. He wiped his hand off on a towel and then lined up his drooling cock with my hole. Then he did something unexpected; he ripped open the condom packet and rolled the condom over my dick while slowly pushing his way in. There was a brief spasm of pain as his massive meat entered my chute and then extreme pleasure as his bare dick stretched my anal walls and started to slide up into my ass. “I know you’ve always wanted me to fuck you raw.” He said as he thrust in balls deep. “But I always played safe, never did what you wanted. Now I only fuck and get fucked bareback. But you can tell your husband you wore a condom when we fucked.” I burst out laughing, which just made him fuck harder and faster. I had forgotten how well he fucked and I was extremely turned on by his tight muscular body as he thrust deep into my gut. I put my hand on my sheathed dick but he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. “NO. I don’t want you to waste your cum. It belongs in an ass; my ass.” He was so turned on by the thought of fucking me bareback at last that he did not last long. “Oh fuck yeah. Fuck. I’m close. You always had the best hole to fuck but this is so much better.” With that his dick started to spasm and he slammed his crotch into my ass as he started to unload his seed as deep as possible in my colon. “Breeding your tight ass good.” He thrust hard a few more times spewing his load into my hungry cunt. It was really hard to not cum hands free in the condom as the experience was so intense. He remained deep in my gut for a few moments before he spoke. “Fuck yeah. That was hot. And I know you are so ready to cum that if you stick it in my ass you will cum even before you are all the way in. I nodded in agreement. He withdrew his still hard member from my ass and went down on his hands and knees. “Eat my ass before you fuck me” he ordered “Get it good and sloppy so we don’t need lube.” His anus was not the same as I remembered it from college. No longer a tight pucker, his puffy ass lips relaxed to reveal a gaping hole. Sam had obviously been fucked a lot since we had been together in college. As I thrust my face into his tangy crack and slid my tongue into his welcoming hole I heard him say. “Yeah, like it? Not as tight as I used to be because I love getting double-dicked. I can take it real easy now.” I gave a muffled affirmative as I tasted cum in his hole. So he had already been fucked today. He obviously knew what I was thinking. “Yeah, Matt and Josh loaded me after brunch this morning. You’re going to have a slick ride.” His ass was now nice and wet so I got ready to fuck him. I still had the condom on and my dick inside was slick with all the pre-cum that I had been leaking. I pulled it off and lined my fat cockhead up against his ring. As I slowly pushed in I got a thrill from finally getting to do something that I had wanted so many times in college; Get my bare dick in Sam’s needy hole. Sam was moaning with pleasure as I slid it all the way in and past the inner sphincter. I started thrusting slowly, pulling almost all the way out and then slamming all the way home to get as deep as I could. Sam sighed.” Fuck yeah, you have no idea how many times I wished your dick was bare when you fucked me in college”. When he said that it took me over the edge and I rammed him balls deep and started loading up his ass. “Fuck bitch, I’ve wanted this for so long: Seeding you good and hard.” In that instant a long held wish came true for both of us. We rested for a few minutes taking in the moment. As I pulled out of Sam’s sloppy hole he joked. “Wrong porn movie. Should have been the Bareback Cheating Boyfriends. One of my favorites. Except it should have been husbands.” As we were getting dressed I asked Sam what had changed his mind about barebacking. It was quite by accident he told me. “About a year ago I met this really hot couple for a threesome. They said they always fucked each other raw but we agreed that when I would fuck and get fucked it would be safe. It did not work out that way and I am sure they planned it like that. We had all fucked each other at least once, me with condoms and Matt and Josh raw with each other but none of us had cum yet even though we had been close a few times. Matt was fucking Josh while I was sucking him. He turned to Matt and said I sucked better when I was being fucked and next thing Matt slid his bare cock out of Josh and slid it up my ass. No condom this time and slick with Josh’s ass juices. It felt so fucking good. Matt must have been really close because he only thrust a few times before I felt his dick swell and he started dumping a massive load in my hole. Then Josh said that since I could not catch anything from him that I could not catch from his boyfriend he wanted to fuck me raw as well and he did. Well, that did it. It felt so incredible that by the end of the evening I had seeded them both and each had bred me twice. They admitted afterwards that they liked hooking up with safe-sex only guys and converting them to bareback in the heat of the moment. I never used a condom since and I must have been bred by more than a hundred guys. Matt and Josh go as bbcpl4loads on the internet.” I wondered about the risks Sam had been taking but I still wanted him to bareback me again. I guess I should have still been on PrEP even though I had never been as good about taking it regularly as I had been about taking loads.

Chapter II. Adam proposed that the five of us go back to his studio and get some photos taken. Danny and Sam were all up for it, especially since it seemed likely that they’d get to play with Adam. Three POZ cocks and the two of us seemed risky, but I knew and trusted Danny and Sam. After all, they could have stealthed us the last time we had all played together, and they knew Adam; I wondered how well they really knew him, since they didn’t seem to know that he was also POZ. My boy looked at me as if to say, ‘let’s do this now! I’m horny!’ I nodded assent, and we got the check. Adam had had less to drink, so he volunteered to drive Danny’s car. I sat in the front, with my boy tightly sandwiched between Danny and Sam. Of course, the three of them were making out as soon as Adam pulled out of the parking lot. By the time we had reached Adam’s studio, Danny and Sam were taking turns swallowing my boy’s cock. My boy didn’t even bother to pull his pants all the way up as they stumbled into the studio. Adam led us to a velvet couch in the middle of a big room. The four of us sat there as he switched on lights and got his equipment and camera together. ‘You four want to play as a group or as two couples?’ Sam suggested we do both. My boy and I made out as Adam snapped away. The sound of the camera’s shutter clicking was totally turning me on as I helped my boy slip out of his clothes. Danny and Sam stood over by Adam suggesting poses and camera angles. By the time my boy and I were naked, hard, and dripping, Danny and Sam were ready to switch places. My boy and I got off the sofa and the other guys took our place. They made out as they tore each others clothes off. They were 69ing on the cushions when Adam suggested we join in. My boy and I knelt in front of the sofa as Danny guided my mouth to his cock, and Sam guided my boy to his. We blew them for a few minutes and then Danny and Sam went down on us. God, those POZ fuckers both gave great head. Just then, Sam’s phone started ringing. I was shocked when he popped up off my cock and walked across to his pile of clothes and answered. From the look and sound of things, it was a work call. He needed to go help his boss out of a sticky situation at some country club. Danny looked annoyed, but agreed to head over there with him as Sam was still pretty drunk. They got dressed and headed out. I walked them to the car thanking them for a good time, and for agreeing to still play with me and my boy on safer terms. They both gave me a big hug then hopped in the car, planning to come back and pick us up to drive us back to our car as soon as they were finished. When I got back inside, Adam was standing next to the couch, his shirt now untucked, more or less hiding his crotch. I had noticed before that he must have been getting hard as he photographed the four of us fooling around. My boy was grinning as he posed leaned over the couch, fingering his ass, which was already shiny with lube or something. Adam had me take my clothes off again and stand beside the couch so my boy could blow me. After a few minutes, I really had to piss so I backed away and left the studio, heading down the hall as Adam directed. When I came back a few minutes later, Adam was sitting on the sofa next to my boy’s upturned ass, which seemed totally wet. My boy was pulling his cheeks apart exposing his hole as Adam took some closeups of his winking pucker. It dawned on me that his ass would have only gotten that wet if Adam had been eating him out. I figured that was fine with me. We both knew he was POZ, which meant that if it came to fucking, he’d have to bag up. Adam smiled at me and excused himself to go to the bathroom too. He shirt was still untucked, but I could see a dark spot that must have been precum. I figured he must have been turned on to soak through his pants and his shirt! Alone with my boy, I asked if Adam had been playing with his ass. He confessed, kind of guilty. I told him it was totally fine, and reminded him how much it turned me on to watch him give himself to other guys. ‘Adam doesn’t play safe,’ was all he said. I figured, whatever, then I’ll be the only guy fucking my boy today, but it dawned on me that they must have talked about fucking when I was out of the room. I wondered how much farther my boy would let things go if I found an excuse to leave the room. Adam came back but this time had lost his shirt. Fuck, he had a hot body. Spreading across his massive right pec was a biohazard tattoo. My boy and I both knew what that meant, and I could see my boy drool. Adam picked up his camera again and had me get on my knees. My boy spun around, ass upturned. Adam got on the sofa behind him as he shot my boy deep throating me. Adam nudged himself closer and closer to my boy’s prone ass. I could see he was hard as he pressed against my boy’s ass. My boy clearly liked it as he pushed back. Adam kept dry-humping him as my boy slobbered all over my dick. I looked up to see the tip of Adam’s glistening cock peeking out over the waist of his jeans. A nice uncut helmet oozing POZ precum. I thought that might be the moment to excuse myself, wanting to see how badly my boy wanted this POZ hunk to fuck him. I so desperately wanted to see his hole leaking cum again that it was starting to not bother me if it was POZ cum or not! To be continued…

Part 9 Eric and Shaun swapped places and Shaun had Bobby clean his cock as Eric fingered the boy. Shaun held Bobby's head because he knew Bobby would like it and he told Eric how much Bobby wanted to be held so Eric put his arm around Bobby and squeezed him tight as he fingered him. Shaun asked Bobby if he was happy being held by his two men and Bobby went into another orgasm which answered the question. His cock started to get hard so he slowly fucked his little brother's throat and held his head as he told Eric all that he learned about Bobby. Eric listened and then teased Bobby about his wanting to be seduced, chemmed and pozzed. Bobby purred like a kitten in response. Eric sent Shaun to get cleaned up and get the place ready as he talked to Bobby and decided what the future would be. Since Bobby liked being the innocent boy Eric told him that he was to be their little boy and he put Bobby's thumb into his mouth and told him that Shaun and he would be his new parents and would hold and love him, Bobby again went into his orgasmic convulsions but didn't cum as his cock had already gone dry. Eric told him that he looked like a real boy since he couldn't cum and told him he was never ever to jerk off again and certainly would never top. If Bobby touched himself then he'd be put in chastity. Eric told him that on his birthday he wanted Bobby to be fucked by 21 guys, one for each year. Bobby assumed that meant tomorrow and didn't know that tonight at midnight it would happen. Seeing how Bobby knew and wanted to be corrupted Eric told him that he'd find some nice babysitters to watch him and he better be a good boy or he'd tell the babysitters they could spank him. Eric decided he'd keep Bobby spun all night but not completely twisted and set up a pipe and gave it to Bobby. As Bobby smoked Eric told him that even though he was nearly a 21 year old man that he was to emotionally and in his behavior become a little boy in his head. He should always suck his thumb at home when he didn't have a cock or pipe in it. As a little boy you'll do what your Daddy or big brother say even if you're scared Eric told him and saw the boy's eyes show he was high again and he had Bobby get on the floor on his knees and told Bobby to be a good boy and drink as he started pissing down the boy's throat. Bobby was rubbing his hole with his thumb as he drank his Daddy's piss and Eric told him that when he wasn't sucking his thumb he should put it in his boypussy. Bobby loved being used but didn't like the taste but told himself that there were probably more things Eric or Shaun wanted that he wouldn't like but he knew he could do it because he wanted to be their boy. Eric knew they'd all have fun together and wanted to spend a few minutes with Shaun so he sent Bobby to the shower and told him not to come out until every hair except his head, eyebrows and eyelashes was gone. Bobby walked to the bathroom and Eric saw he was again sucking his thumb and hoped one day soon to find the boy doing so in his sleep. Shaun was setting up the bar as Eric walked up behind him and put his right arm around him as he held out the pipe in his left and told Shaun to keep smoking until it was done. As Shaun smoked Eric told him he loved him and how much fun they were going to have with Bobby. Eric told him he was a man and his lover but Bobby was their boy and he'd love him too but Shaun was his number one. Eric knew over the next few weeks and maybe longer he'd spend a lot of time with Bobby and wanted Shaun to feel secure. By the time Shaun set the pipe down Eric was ready and pushed him against the wall and pushed down his shorts and smiled as he slid into Shaun's ass as he knew he would be prelubed. Eric stroked Shaun as he fucked him and told him he was never to stroke Bobby. Eric came quickly and after having Shaun clean his cock he dropped to his knees and blew Shaun. Shaun was so excited that he shoot off quickly and then Eric stood up and kissed Shaun and shared his load with him. Eric filled in Shaun on the plans for the night then went and got his party supplies ready as Shaun finished setting up for the party. Bobby shaved his body and found he liked the smooth look and knew he'd never look like a man all shaved and smiled because he was a happy boy. He was about to piss in the shower as he always did but instead he laid down and pissed towards his face and got some in his mouth and swallowed it but wished it was Eric's. After drying off he walked to his room naked and saw Shaun sitting there with a pile of clothes. Shaun dressed his little brother just as he did when they were younger. Bobby loved the attention his brother made to the little details. He put him in tight white boys briefs and when Bobby saw himself in the mirror sucking his thumb and wearing just a white T-shirt tucked into the white briefs he got excited and as Shaun brought a polo shirt he saw the boy cock was chubby and growing and actually looked massive in the size 14 briefs he stopped and rubbed Bobby's crotch making the boy moan. He then told his brother to lift his arms and put the shirt on him and then whispered into his ear that he needed to learn to ignore his cock and only think of other men's cocks and his boypussy. Bobby for the first time realized that his cock wasn't going to give him pleasure and asked if it was ok to hurt it and Shaun said he was sure they could do that. Just as Shaun picked some tight jeans Eric came in and gave him a butt plug and said he wanted Bobby's boypussy plugged all the time. The plug wasn't big but had a real thin neck making it comfortable for longtime use. Shaun had Bobby pull his briefs down to his thighs and then bent him over the bed and told Bobby to lick the plug and Shaun licked his hole. He couldn't believe how much he wanted to eat his brother all day and regretted not doing it years ago. Eric passed Shaun a shard and said that should keep his pussy hungry for a while and said he needed to leave the room before he mounts the boy again. Bobby enjoyed knowing that Eric wanted him. Shaun pushed the shard in then the plug and had Bobby stand and pulled up his briefs. After the jeans went on Bobby started wiggling his ass showing the bump was working. Between his tight jeans, bubble butt and his wiggling Shaun thought he looked like a walking advertisement for legalizing raping boys. Shaun smiled and thought the guys tonight were going to love his little brother and he got his worn Yankees cap and placed it on Bobby and told him to stay in his room until he or Eric got him. When Shaun found Eric in the kitchen he told him Bobby was dressed but he had him wait in his room. If I stayed near him for another minute I was gonna rip his clothes off and fuck him again. Eric was amazed at how much Bobby brought out the top in Shaun and decided to remind him that like Bobby he was a sub for Eric and he told Shaun to pull both of their pants down. He spun Shaun around and bent him over and spit on his hole then he pushed a shard in and two fingers pushed it deep, then he had Shaun pull up his pants and get back on his knees and suck Eric's black tool. Eric told Shaun that he could fuck Bobby tonight in front of everyone but otherwise he too was going to be a cumdump. Tonight both of you will be knocked up and then bobby's pussy will become a hole for all of our friends but your pussy is for me only. But since he knew how hungry Shaun could get he wanted the two brothers to use double headed dildos together often and maybe even tonight they could put on a show. Eric didn't cum as he wanted to save it for later but he spit in Shaun's mouth just before the first guest arrived. As Shaun went to the door Eric went to get Bobby but first grabbed a pipe. Bobby was lying on his bed and looked so young and innocent he made Eric hard again instantly. As he rubbed his crotch he saw Bobby stare at it and asked the boy if he had rubbed his own but Bobby told him he didn't and he loved wiggling his butt with the plug in it. Eric told Bobby to sit up and handed him the pipe and told him to use it. Once Bobby had taken two hits Eric took the pipe away and said that's enough for now and that the first guest arrived. They walked hand in hand to join Shaun and their guest.

My new lover little Andrew, a 23 years old boy, slim and smooth body with a tight bubble butt, with a college boy face. Sometimes I think he is like my pet more than a bf. Cause I am 202 and he is just 175. Especially looking what he is doing or how he looks at me. I know I got his heart. Everything is well under my control. His innocent face keep calling the devil deep down in my heart to destroy him. But I think better not to scare him away. I will lead him to be who I need. And he will loves me more and more and never ends. It is the first month we dated. And the first time we have sex. I told him to stay with me for this weekend and we gonna have sex. He is neg but he knew that I am poz. And he knew I have to fuck raw but he is not ready to be poz. So I told him I would not seeding my virus load to him. But I changed my mind after I pick him up. I just want to get this little pet to be a wild animal in my bed. I took the stuff and forced him to take the slam. He doesn't know about it at all. It makes me hotter and totally wake my devil up. I gave him a half. I think it can bring him to see god. I tell him I am starting now. He turns his face and not to see the slam get into his vien. His face is so cute when he felt pain and nervous at the same time. And I did three times cause I want to see that face again. Then tell him I am going to push the serum in. I feel so proud of him and love him more when he take the whole slam in. Holy! He coughed almost a minute and I can see how fly high he is. And I did my slam too. He was lying down and I got him into my arms. Start with kissing him, and let him suck my hard cock. I turned him over and lick his whole. I asked him how he feels and he told me he is not sure but feel different deep inside him. That is totally what he needs, my cock. I pushed in my dry 8.5x6.5 in his licked hole without lube. It was not easy but this is the way I like to open up a hole. Push it deep as my cock can go. Yea! As far as I can go but not he can takes. Let him feel the best streching feeling he needs to know and let him understand he needs to sqeeze my precum as lube. I can feel I drop a drop of precum every single time I push in until my boy hole taking my whole meat. I didnt pound him hard. No rush! I have the whole weekend to fuck him. I didn't took long for the first cum. I took it out before I cum. I didnt get soft so I fuck him once more for the second load I took out right before I shoot. Then we have some rest. After an hour cuddle, I told him it is time for boost up. Cause my devil keep asking me to destroy him tonight. I gave him a whole one in his slam this time to fulfill and satisfy my dirty nasty needs. He doesn't know how much I put into his slam. Cause I want to pound him rough and hard and see how is his protential. I told him it is a babe slam for my babe. He just turned his face and let me slam him without a chance to wonder. He got a huge cough I ever see. It is a big turn me on. I can feel his cough with telling me his neg hole is ready for more. I push my dick into him straight ahead without a pause. And I start to fuck him harder, he can feel that too. Then he ask me to do what I want. I pounded him as I think he can take and he loves it. I can see he feels painful and excited at the same time. He told me he needs me fuck that hole hard. He is doing good in palace. I took the whole meat in & out from his arse when he is doggie. My doggie. My doggie hole. I pounded him like breeding a power btm. I didnt care he scream already. Even he is screaming, it must be a good one. I asked him can I fill that load in him. I know he must be hungry now with the slam he didnt even know made double. He trusted me and I know this is my bad. But this is also for his own good. He didnt say yes it means a yes. I pounded him so fucking hard and fill as much as he deserved more than first two fuck. And this is the first load in this relationship. The first gene I gave him. And it means he is mine now. It is my marked in his ass. I told him I am gonna keep fucking him and fill more my poz seed in his hole. After that load, I loaded 9 more times and made him as my creampie. I told him he would not far away to make him be mine. Totally 10 fucking pozzed seed is 10 times of virus I gave him. I dont think it is just a mark for his hole. He should get all my poz gene copying and converting in his blood and vien now. It is sweet to have him for bf and taking my gene to convert him. I would always take care of him from now on. Cause he is mine with my genecode forever.

i fucked him twice. Once in a dark room at the black party in NYC, (just briefly as he was a busy boy servicing the entire crowded room!) and once at a bareback sex party at a club in San Francisco for Folsom. At the latter he had wrapped a towel around his waist and walked right up to me, announcing he wanted my cock. Considering the guys who where in attendance, I took his invitation as a compliment. When I asked him how many loads he had in his ass he smiled, sheepishly replying "I have no idea!" I love the guy.