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Part 19 - A Side Job Mark and Eric were sitting at home sipping a glass of wine when a message popped up on Mark’s phone. He quickly took a look. He had been waiting all day for a word from Joe and Aaron. It was from Paul. “Want to earn some easy money?” Mark responded “Uh, oh. how?” Paul sent back “Got a client who wants tops 2 breed him and partner. $1k each for 2 hrs. u and eric want to join me?” Mark shook his head and asked Eric if he was up for it. Eric said “Fuck no.” Mark picked up the phone and started typing “Sorry, Eric says no” and right before he hit send, Eric said “Well, maybe.” They talked about it for a few minutes and Mark called Paul to get more info. Paul answered all of his questions like he was buying a refrigerator - very business like. He got Paul’s address and explained to Eric “It’s a last minute gig he got. We’re to wear nice casual clothes, the client is very rich. Both the client and the partner are neg and want to get filled with unmedicated poz cum. It’s a one night fuck and we are gone, no fuck until they convert, unless they hire us again. Paul thinks we can breed each guy once, so they each get three toxic loads in them. We need to be there at 9 pm, so we have to get ready now.” They quickly showered, dressed, grabbed a backpack of toys and drove over and picked Paul up at his apartment, which was definitely not your normal student housing. It was an upscale apartment complex with pools, tennis courts, gym, etc. Paul had his gym bag, but instead of a stripper outfit inside it had a variety of sex toys, bondage cuffs, ropes, blindfolds. It was stuffed full. Paul gave each of them a viagra and they shared a bottle of water to wash it down. Mark drove over a few suburbs and pulled into the driveway at the client’s address and was amazed at the sizes of the mansions. Paul called the client to let them know they were at the front gate and soon the gate opened. He drove up to the front of the house and parked next to a new Ferrari. They walked to the front door and before they could knock the door opened. Standing before them in a monogrammed bathrobe was an athletic middle aged guy, Mark guessed early fifties, with a full head of salt and pepper hair. He had a simple but large diamond stud earring in each ear and a couple rings on each hand. The man looked the three of them over and said “You look absolutely delicious. Please come in.” They followed the man down a hallway to a staircase, down the staircase to a lower level and down another hall to a door. Mark thought “I hope I can remember how to get out of here if this goes bad.” The man said “Gary is waiting in the playroom here. Across the hall here is a room you can remove and put your clothes in. Oh, how rude. I am Greg. I hope you will try your best to make sure our future isn’t so negative. We only have a few limits - no permanent marks, no broken bones, no scat and no pictures. Discretion is required. I hope that is acceptable.” Paul looked at Mark and Eric and they nodded and he said “Yes it is.” The man pulled out an envelope and handed it to Paul and said “I will be in the playroom, please join us when you’re ready.” He opened the playroom door and walked in as Mark, Eric and Paul went into the other room. Paul quickly counted the money and smiled. $3000. He handed Eric and Mark their share and started to undress. Mark whispered in Paul’s ear “I have a special PA that I just got, should I wear it?” and showed him the mace balled PA he got when visiting Joe. Paul grinned and nodded. Mark finished undressing and swapped the ring in his cock yelling “Ow!” as he tightened the ball on the ring. He put on a leather harness and put his boots back on. Paul was naked except for two wide leather bracelets with biohazard symbols sewn onto them. Eric was dressed like Mark, with leather boots and a black leather harness. Eric looked at the new PA in Mark’s cock and said “oh my fucking god, you are going to rip them up.” Paul agreed and said “Just fuck them for a minute with that thing then remove it or put the other one in.” Mark grabbed the normal ring and slid it into his boot. The guys walked across the hall and entered the playroom. It was larger than Mark’s whole apartment and filled with numerous devices. There were crosses, fuck benches, slings, cages, a piss play area with showers, a tub with a large tank next to it with a hose, a rack that had numerous whips and other gear hanging from it. Mark could look around for hours at all of the equipment, but they had a job to do. Paul walked up to Greg who was laying on a fuck bench next to the other guy, presumably Gary. Gary was about the same age as Greg, but in very average middle-aged shape with several extra pounds and a belly. He had a bald spot starting to grow on the back of his head and a simple tribal arm band tattoo on each bicep. Gary had several welts on his back. Both were naked. Gary was already strapped down with hand and ankle cuffs to the bench. Paul picked up the fur lined leather cuffs and locked Greg on as Gary watched and whimpered. Mark walked over to Gary and checked the cuffs and made sure they were secured to the bench and allowed very little movement. The three poz guy’s cocks were stiffening by the second partially from the viagra but also from the scene that was unfolding. Paul looked over the two clients and walked over to a rack and picked up two ball gags. Paul stood in front of Greg and said in a calm voice “Greg, I want you to tell me what you want from our session here tonight in clear words, no innuendos.” Greg said “I want you and your partners to use me for your pleasure and fill me with your HIV positive cum and infect me.” Paul leaned down and strapped the ball gag on Greg’s head. He moved over to Gary and stood in front of him. “Gary, I want you to tell me what you want from our session tonight in clear words, no innuendos.” Gary cleared his throat “Sir, I want you and your friends to use and abuse my body to infect me with HIV.” Paul then asked one other question “Gary, are you doing this of your own free will?” Gary said “Yes, Sir.” Paul smiled and strapped the gag on Gary’s head and slapped his ass. Paul motioned to Mark to move behind Greg and said “We are about to begin. There is no turning back. Shake your head now if you want us to stop.” Paul waited ten seconds and then nodded to Mark and Eric. “This next step will be painful, but it will help ensure infection.” Paul pointed at Mark and said “Go”. Mark circled Greg’s hole with his finger and pushed in easily. He was already lubed and ready to be fucked. He rubbed his spiked piercing on Greg’s hole and Greg whimpered loudly around the gag. Slowly he pushed in until he felt his cockhead pass the first ring. Mark paused a moment and then grinned and grabbed Greg’s hips. He thrust in all the way, feeling his body slam into Greg’s ass. A scream filled the room and Greg fought against his restraints. Mark could see the sweat pour from his body as he held his twitching cock deep inside Greg’s hole. The screams continued and he could feel the hole get slicker and assumed it was a mixture of blood and his precum. After only two strokes, he pulled his cock from Greg’s cunt. It was covered in blood and Mark decided that he had done enough damage. Greg was still writhing on the bench as Mark moved over behind Gary. Gary was squirming on the bench as Mark rubbed his pussy with the bloody piercing. He followed the same steps - push past the ring, pause, then slam all the way in. Just as with Greg, the screams from Gary filled the room. Mark started to slowly fuck his hole but after only one stroke, Gary went silent and limp. Paul checked him and then gave Mark a thumbs up sign. Mark gave one more stroke and pulled out. Paul pointed at Eric and he got up behind Greg and thrust into his bloody hole. The screams from Greg slowly turned to grunts as Eric pounded his hole over and over. He jabbed in different directions and found the right position to hit Greg’s prostate. After twenty minutes of constant pounding, Eric started to jackrabbit Greg’s hole and with one hard slam, unloaded his virus filled cum into the shredded chute. Pulling out, Eric’s cock was covered in dark pink cum. He wiped his cock off with a towel and rested a while. Mark had removed his spiked PA and decided to fuck without the regular one for the rest of the session. He stood back and watched Eric pound Greg. When Gary came to, Paul leaned down and whispered in his ear “Are you ok?” and Gary nodded yes. He then whispered “Do you want us to stop?” and he shook his head no. With that, Paul moved behind Gary and drove his cock in all the way. He fucked and drilled Gary’s hole until he couldn’t wait any longer and pumped him full of his toxic baby makers. The guys took turns fucking then breeding Greg and Gary until both had received three loads of viral cum and copious amounts of precum. They had been at the mansion for over two hours. After the last load was dropped into Gary, Paul inserted plugs into both of their asses. The guys went over to the shower area and cleaned off the blood, cum and sweat off their bodies and went to dress. Ready to leave, Paul went over to the playroom and removed Greg’s ball gag and unlocked the cuffs that held Greg on the fuck bench. Mark and Eric were watching from the doorway to see what happened. Greg slowly got up and it was obvious he was in a lot of pain from the destruction of his ass and from being locked in one position for a few hours. Paul helped him stand up straight. Greg looked at Paul and said “My boy, that was the most amazing fuck I have ever had. I am sure you and your friends have given me the gift I want so badly and have never gotten from regular sex. You tip is in my robe. Please take it with my and Gary’s thanks. You can show yourself out while I stay here to recover.” Paul looked at Greg and said “Thank you. You should leave the plug in over night and let the cum absorb. If you are still bleeding in the morning, you should see a doctor. You got a bit more torn up than we planned.” Paul took the envelope out of the robe and the three walked back down the hallway, up the stairs and found the front door. Getting in the car, Mark exclaimed “Holy fuck that was twisted! I hope they are ok. That PA really tore them up.” Driving home, Paul opened the second envelope and counted out the tip. “Damn, I guess we did a good job. There’s another three grand in here. That means we each took in two thousand dollars for a nights work.” He handed Eric and Mark’s share to Eric and sat back and relaxed. When they got to Paul’s apartment, he got out and said “Thanks, guys. I couldn’t have done that gig without you. I hope you enjoyed it. Mark, I’ll see you at work Monday.” Mark and Eric drove home in silence, a bit stunned. Once inside the apartment, Mark threw their clothes in the washer and cleaned the harnesses and piercing. He set the mace piercing on the book shelf in the living room thinking “This is never going to be used again. It really is for show only.” He picked up his phone which he had left on the table while they were out. There were six missed messages. Reading through them he saw: Joe: pozzed and gono. thx Aaron: I am HIV positive, have gonorrhea and syphilis too. I want to die. Dennis: Thanks for helping me get pozzed. its official now. so happy Steven: I got it. no more dreaming about it Kyle: we are all poz now. thanks 4 ur help Joe: hanging at Dennis’s. watching Aaron. he’s not good with it Mark thought “It’s almost 1AM here so it would be 3AM at Joe’s. I’ll call him in the morning.”

I've been lurking on the site for a few months and reading a lot of hot stories. i have my own to share now. I barebacked when I was much younger. Once was mutually acceptable, and the other was not. lol This is kind of long... but it's really hot!! For many years I've played safe but always wondered about doing BB. While in Atlanta last week I met up with my dream guy. He's sort of an Issac Hayes lookalike. I was there on business and had a hotel room for a couple of days. Since I knew I could host without issue, and knew that making plans with people from hookup sites is never certain (at best), i made plans to meet a few people at staggered times just in case they all actually showed up. At that time none of these guys were under the impression that we would be bare-backing. And I had not intention of bare-backing that night. My Issac dreamboat showed up right on time. We were very detailed about our likes and wants in our on-line chat. He didn't want a lot of talk, and he wanted to get right down to it when he got there. I had been toying myself for a while before he got there. I told him I would leave the door slightly open and the lights would be dim. In front of the bed i put my toy on the floor and sat down onto it. It was too long for me to take all the way despite my many attempts. I sat down on it as far as I could and then I saw his feet under the door. I didn't have enough time to get up. He pushed the door open and came in quickly, then shut the door behind him. He said my name, I said his, that was the extent of our confirmation/introduction. He immediately unzipped and let his pants fall to the floor. He walked up to me and rested his dick right up against my lips. Naturally, I started going for it... no talking at all. He had no idea that I was being impaled from the bottom. It was too dark to see down there. Not knowing that, he tried pushing me back against the bed, which made my body fall down onto the toy. I let out an awful grunt and stopped him. He asked what was wrong, so I told him I have a fat toy shoved up in me and it felt like it went through a layer of my insides. lol He apologized, we both snickered a little and I went back to sucking him. A couple of seconds later he pulled away and bent down to reach under me so he could feel the toy going inside me. Apparently this turned him on, a LOT! I could almost see the erection swell. I asked him if he wanted to go over to the bed. He pulled me up, turned me around and instantly shoved his his dick into me. He nudged me a few feet over to the bed and pushed my upper body over. He slid all the way in and I could feel he was turned on. He took advantage of the toy opening me up. He also didn't grab for the condoms that I had on the dresser. I didn't protest. He didn't pound, but he went deep, then shallow. Literally about 3 minutes later, he pushes me on to my stomach, brings his mouth to my ear and says, "Tell me not to cum in you!", "again!!" he said. It got to the point where I was pleading with him not to cum in me. I could tell he was loving it. About 10 minutes of my face shoved into the bed and taking him from behind, he pulled out, then rolled my to my back. He told me to lift my butt up so he could slide a pillow under it. He climbed between my legs, spread them, then slid back in me. At this point, some of the things we chatted about were becoming familiar. He told me not to say anything, or move a lot. I thought it was little weird at first, but then I realized he's just really trying to concentrate. I remember him saying that sometimes it's hard for him to cum when the person he is with makes too many movements or noises. So I was quiet, and accommodating. This is where it got good. He fucked me intently, missionary, for almost an hour. He pulled out once in while just for lube. He reached under and grabbed my ass really tight, slamming his dick into me as far as he could, then let out a low moan. I knew what was happening. YUM!!! He shot inside me. He slid in an out of me slowly for a minute of so, then pulled out and went straight for his pants. He pulled his pants up, buckled up, said "Thanks, dude!", then walked out the door. I went to the bed and felt the slippery mess that my hole was. It was fantastic. About 10 minutes later, I hear a knock on the door. I completely forgot that I had others coming by. The second guy was not my dreamboat Issac, but he wanted to fuck. With him it was pretty vanilla. I sucked him, he fucked me, and that went back and forth for a bit. He used a condom and had not idea that I was just pumped for almost an hour prior to him showing up. No one else showed up. But at about 2am, I hear a slight knock on the door. When I peaked in the peephole, I was really happy to see a distorted Issac dreamboat. I opened the door and he came in. We lied together on the bed for a while. One thing lead to another, and he was back inside me. I'd love to say he came in me over and over and over. But sadly not. However, I found out that when he told me to say, "Don't cum in me", he came really hard. I didn't realize it that time. I took 3 loads from him. He ended up staying the night with me. And though I was hoping for a repeat in the morning, he had to go.

Part 20 - A Transformation Dennis invited everyone over to his apartment after they got their test results. He didn’t want Aaron to be alone and feared what he might do since he appeared to be really depressed. They sat around all afternoon talking and getting stoned, except for Aaron. Aaron stayed quiet only drank water and occasionally cried. Dennis got Aaron to call in sick that evening and the private party continued. Dennis’s boyfriend came home and joined in the drinking and smoking. Joe looked at the clock and saw that it was almost 3 AM and said it was time for him and Steven and Kyle to go home, but Dennis insisted they sleep there since they were too wasted to drive. He brought out a couple blankets and pillows and Joe, Kyle and Steven curled up together and passed out. Dennis pushed Aaron towards the bedroom and Corey followed. They spooned and were soon sound asleep. The next morning, Dennis walked out to the living room and saw the other three had already gone. Looking at the clock it was after 10 AM. “Damn, I have to be at work in less than two hours” he said. The next few days saw each of the guys get back into their normal routines. They each took turns checking up on Aaron who seemed to realize that his life was not all that different as a poz guy, but he hadn’t had sex in almost two weeks and was even afraid to masturbate. The other guys had been good and finished their treatment for gono and were now only HIV positive. Thursday, Joe invited Dennis over and the four of them sat discussing what was next. Everyone agreed that they needed to find a guy or guys to share their new gift with, but the question was who. After a while Joe excitedly said,” I got it.” He heard a collective “Who?” from the other guys. Joe said “There was this guy that I ran into dozens of times at the adult book store. He was chasing too, but having no luck like I was. We even fucked each other a few times when there was no action. One time we joked that whoever got knocked up first would do the other one. Let me see if I can find his number.” After wading through all of the contacts on his phone, he found it. “Yeah, thats right. Nick. He’s only a sophomore, but a really cute slut.” “Send him a message and see if he’s still chasing” Steven urged and the other guys agreed. Joe tapped out a message to him “Havent seen u around lately. Hows the chase?” He took a deep breath and hit send. “You know, he might just want to do it one on one. You guys would be on your own then” and then laughed. “Lets hope he wants a gangbang pozzing” Kyle said as he lit up another bowl and passed it around. About a half an hour later Joe’s phone buzzed and he read the response from Nick out loud. “Kinda gave up. Still neg. u?” The guys all had big grins on their faces as their hopes raised up. Joe sent back a reply “Just confirmed poz.” It was only seconds later he got a response. “fuk yeah. share?” The adrenaline cleared some of the fog in their minds from the pot and the guys were all excited. Joe sent back “if u want. got friends that can help 2” Seconds later he got back “omg yes. how many? when? gone this weekend.” “call me monday” Joe responded and got back “k.” The guys started planning. Where could they do it? Anon or not? Just fuck or wreck his hole first? The guys were stroking their cocks as they talked about scenarios, each one getting more elaborate than the previous one. Finally Dennis stopped everyone and said “Let’s just do it like when we probably got pozzed. Lets use the orgy room at the hotel and just keep breeding his ass until we’re spent. Then party for a while and do round two.” The guys all agreed that sounded easy and if Nick wanted to change it he could. After a pause, Joe asked “Should we invite Aaron?” Kyle asked “Do you think he would be interested? He was pretty freaked out when he found out he was poz.” Dennis answered “I think he’s more comfortable with it now, and I know he’s horny. How about we invite him up this weekend and have a fuck party and ask him then.” Everyone nodded and Dennis tapped out a message “u up for party with the guys here saturday? just the 5 of us. maybe sex?” Aaron was at work just hanging around waiting for the next busload of customers to show up when his phone buzzed. He glanced at the phone and saw it was Dennis. “Probably checking up on me again” thought Aaron, but he went into the bathroom to read the message since he didn’t want to get caught texting by his boss again. Sitting in the stall he read the message from Dennis. Aaron’s heart started to beat faster as he thought about it. He needed to get off and wanted to get fucked again. This would be perfect since he wouldn’t have to worry about telling them about being poz. And he still was crushing on Dennis, any time he could spend with him would be great. Aaron flushed the toilet and washed his hands to keep the illusion he used the bathroom and went out and asked his boss if he could take Saturday evening off. He was told “See if you can swap with someone. We need to be staffed on weekends.” He talked to a few people he knew would be off that night and finally found someone to take his place. Hiding behind the back wall, he quickly typed out “yes” and sent his reply to Dennis. Dennis knocked on Joe’s door about seven on Saturday night. Steven opened the door, dressed only in jogging shorts. “Hi, I hope you don’t mind but I brought my boyfriend along.” Dennis and Corey walked in the room and sat down on the floor next to the couch. Corey was the quiet one compared to Dennis’s more outgoing nature. His nearly black hair was longer and pulled back in a ponytail with a bun. His body seemed almost hairless compared to Dennis’s furry body. There was just a small patch of facial hair on his chin. He was bordering on skinny, with not a lot of muscle on his body and he was a few inches shorter than Dennis. “I hope he doesn’t mind fucking with a bunch of toxic guys” Kyle said. “Hell no. I love knowing I have poz loads inside me or I’m fucking a poz hole. I’m on prep though. I hope you guys don’t mind” Corey told the group. Everyone chuckled and Joe said “You’re really going to put those meds to the test tonight” as he got up and grabbed several beers from the fridge and passed them around. Just as he was about to sit down, there was a knock at the door. Joe opened the door and there was Aaron, looking a little nervous and forcing a smile. “Hey, Aaron. Glad you could make it” Joe said as he ushered Aaron inside. Kyle said “Sorry we don’t have enough chairs. Pick a spot on the floor. We’re just chilling for a bit.” Aaron sat down next to Corey. Aaron looked a little disappointed that Dennis brought his boyfriend and Corey could see the it in his face. Corey told Aaron “Don’t worry, we have a very open relationship. We like knowing the other is getting all their needs taken care of and its hot watching each other fuck other guys.” Aaron looked relieved and he began to smile. Joe walked up and brought Aaron a beer. “Thanks, but I don’t drink” Aaron told Joe and Joe set the beer down on the table “This one’s for whoever finishes first, then”. Kyle looked at Aaron “So your only vice is bareback sex?” and everyone laughed. “I dunno, I just never got into it. I tried beer and whiskey when I was in high school and didn’t like the taste” replied Aaron. Kyle then asked “That’s cool. How about pot?” “I never tried it” answered Aaron. Kyle smiled and passed over a partially smoked bowl and lighter and Aaron looked at him. “What do I do?” asked Aaron. Corey leaned over close to Aaron and showed him how to hold the pipe and lighter, then how to flick the lighter “Hold it near the bowl until you see the pot start to glow and suck the smoke in deep, fill your lungs, not your mouth.” Aaron did and soon was coughing. Everyone chuckled, remembering the first time they ever smoked. Corey took the pipe and lighter and showed Aaron. Aaron wanted to prove to the guys that he could do it and tried again. “Exhale… light it… inhale deep… hold the smoke inside… and exhale” Corey coached. Aaron sat there, happy that he didn’t cough that time and then felt the rush come over his body. “Fuuuuckk thats good” Aaron said after a minute or so. He passed the pipe back to Corey who said “well, you finished it off. Good job” and passed the pipe back to Kyle to reload. Meanwhile, Joe had gotten a bottle of water for Aaron, knowing he probably would need it. The guys talked, drank and smoked for a while and soon Aaron found himself between Corey and Dennis. Everyone was feeling good and buzzed. Joe noticed Aaron was the happiest he had ever seen him. Laughing, smiling and talking with everyone. With the change in attitude he seemed even sexier. Now he knew why Mark had fucked him. When there was a lull in the conversation, Aaron looked at Corey and asked “So you’re poz too?” “I guess you missed that part. I’m neg and on prep. I love having sex with poz guys, though” Corey said. Aaron looked at him, confused. Dennis explained “Prep is a treatment you can take to prevent getting HIV. Its basically the same meds you take after you get infected, but it prevents the infection.” “Oh. I wish I had known about that before.” “Yeah, I’ve had sex over a hundred times with poz guys and I’m still neg. Not all of those guys were off meds, of course. Don’t worry Aaron, you’re a hot poz guy, you’ll have lots of guys all over you” Corey said with a grin. After more talking and drinking, Corey leaned over and kissed Aaron. Aaron was a little shocked, since Dennis was right next to him, but he enjoyed the kiss and kept it going. Their tongues flicked against each other inside Corey’s mouth and they laid back on the floor making out. The other guys all looked on enjoying the show and rubbing their cocks through their shorts. Dennis looked over at Joe and mouthed “You’re mine” and Steven and Kyle grinned at each other. It didn’t take long before everyone was naked and groping their partners. They all kept looking over at Aaron to make sure he was doing ok. Corey slowly moved down Aaron’s body, first sucking and twisting his nipples then going lower until he had Aaron’s cock in his mouth. It was rock hard, cut, about seven and a half inches long that got thick in the middle. He kept going down until he felt it start to push into his throat. Aaron jolted back when he felt the head of his cock hit Corey’s throat. Aaron had only had a few blowjobs in his life. He loved bottoming and sucking cock, but was rarely ever sucked and no one had ever deep throated him. But now, he was really enjoying Corey’s mouth on his cock. Corey kept taking him near the edge but never too far to make him cum. When he started getting close, Corey would pull off his cock and give another part of his body attention. Aaron had never felt a guy suck on his balls before and only a few times had a guy lick his taint. He kept expecting Corey to start rimming him, but it didn’t happen. This was a completely different type of sex that he had never experienced before. It wasn’t a pump and dump at the book store or backing his ass up to a glory hole or giving a blowjob in a public restroom or getting fucked over the hood of a car. Aaron liked it. He liked it a lot. He was staring down at Corey who pulled off his cock and looked up at him “I need you to fuck me, Aaron.” Aaron panicked. He had never successfully topped a guy. “Uh, I can’t Corey. I’ve never fucked a guy before. I’m a bottom. I tried once and I was so nervous I couldn’t stay hard.” Everyone in the room stopped and looked at Corey and Aaron, waiting to see what happened. Corey told Aaron “You’re wasting this fantastic cock. I want it and I want it inside me.” Corey grabbed the lube bottle and spread some lube on Aaron’s cock and some on his hole and straddled Aaron’s body. Aaron was still hard and Corey nudged his hole on the cock head and felt some precum drip out. He smiled down at Aaron and pushed until he felt his hole give way. Both of them gasped and Corey continued to rock his ass on Aaron’s stiff shaft getting it deeper into his warm hole. Corey worked Aaron’s nipples and kept eye contact with him, staring into his lust filled soul. Soon, he was riding Aaron’s cock, feeling the full length of it slide in and out of him. Aaron closed his eyes and reveled in the feeling of his cock deep inside another guy. “Oh my god this feels amazing” Aaron said as he started to thrust his hips up as Corey was sliding down his shaft. Corey was moaning and using his ass muscles to squeeze and play with Aaron’s cock. Corey stood up and got on his knees next to Aaron who wasted no time getting behind Corey and slamming his cock back into Corey’s soft warm tunnel. He started trying out all of the ways that tops had fucked him and did them to Corey. His cock was leaking toxic precum and coating Corey’s insides. He felt the hole get sloppier and started to fuck harder. His balls started to tingle and tighten up and his cock throbbed and swelled. He didn’t want to cum yet, he wanted this fuck to last for hours, but his cock and balls had other ideas. Aaron grabbed Corey’s shoulders and shoved in all the way, eliciting a yelp from Corey and he felt his cock explode. He felt a huge spurt of cum shoot, and then another and another. His head fell back as the adrenaline and lust combined to send his body where it never had been before. He had had many orgasms in his life, most of them were from masturbation, but this was an earth shattering experience for him. As the pulses from his cock slowed he fell forward on top of Corey and hugged him tightly. His heart was racing and he was trying to catch his breath. He kissed the back of Corey’s neck and whispered “thank you” into his ear. They rolled over, Aaron’s cock still hard and deep inside Corey. No one else had continued their sexual endeavors. They had watched the birth of a new poz top and the transformation of Aaron. As Aaron finally came down from the post coital rush, he said to no one in particular “oh my fucking god. I can’t believe how good that felt.” With the show over, Dennis and Joe started at it again and Kyle pushed Steven into the chair, rimming his ass. Corey and Aaron watched the other four start to fuck and looked at each other. Aaron said, “It’s my turn now. Fuck me” and giggled at the sound of him being a dominant bottom. Corey didn’t wait and had his face buried in Aaron’s ass tongue fucking him. Dennis was face fucking Joe and the room started to sound like a bath house on early Saturday morning. It wasn’t too long before Kyle had his cock deep in Steven’s hole, dripping his newly poz precum inside. Corey mounted Aaron and enjoyed his tight hole. Dennis had Joe folded up on the couch missionary style, his cock deep in his ass and his tongue down his throat. There were grunts and moans and bodies slamming into their partners bodies. Kyle was the first to cum, flooding Steven’s hole with more toxic cum. Hearing Kyle unload, caused both Dennis and Corey to do the same in their partner’s pussies. The energy in the room went from frantic to quiet in a few minutes, with everyone collapsing next to the person they fucked. “Damn, that was good” Aaron said breathlessly Dennis gave a short laugh and asked “Did you like filling my neg boyfriend with your highly charged cum?” “Fuck yeah. I realized after the first few shots of cum that I was breeding a neg guy and my orgasm got even more intense. Holy shit! Now I know why that fucker that pozzed me in the bookstore did it. It’s so wrong but it feels so good” Aaron said. He turned his head and looked at Corey and said “God, I hope those drugs work, Corey.” “Me too, but if they don’t, then its fate. I just love the feeling of an ass full of poz cum, though” Corey said. Kyle cleared his throat and everyone looked at him. “So, if you liked that, there’s a party you might like that we’re throwing next week. Have you ever heard of a chaser, Aaron?” “Uh, like a storm or tornado chaser?” Aaron replied. “Kinda, but these are people that are looking for bugs to infect them, not tornados” Kyle explained. Aaron asked “What kind of bugs?” “Most anything, really. Herpes, gono, hep, hiv. You name it, there’s someone that wants it. Most want hiv” Joe said. “Thats fucking twisted. I have it and don’t want it and there are guys that don’t have it and want it. Damn” said Aaron. “Well, you now have a gift that you can give guys like that” Dennis said. Thinking a bit, Aaron thought he figured where this was going and asked“So, you guys have one of these chasers for a party next week?” “Yeah, we do. It’s a guy I used to know from when I was chasing” Joe said. Aaron’s eyes opened wide and he said “You were one? Fuck.” “We promised each other that whoever got infected first would share with the other. So I am. And he was really excited when I said I could bring along a few friends to help” explained Joe. “It’s up to you if you want to join us. We completely understand if you don’t want to. Either way, please don’t say anything about this to anyone. OK?” Kyle said. Aaron looked at Dennis “You’re doing this?” “Yeah, I am” replied Dennis. Aaron looked at Steven who had been very quiet all night “You too?” “Yes” answered Steven. “Fuck…. He really wants to be poz?” asked Aaron. Joe said “Yeah, he’s been trying for almost a year.” “If I didn’t know what it felt from breeding Corey, I would say you guys are crazy and should be locked up” Aaron told the group. Aaron looked around the group, staring at each one for several seconds before moving on to the next. Each had a very serious face. Joe sat there thinking that they had just made a huge mistake asking Aaron to join in Nick’s pozzing. Aaron took a deep breath and said “I’m in.”

Part 18 - The Big Day Thursday night, Mark sent a text message to Joe “Aaron’s appt at 10:30. Can u be there 10:15?” Joe responded “ok.” Joe, Kyle and Steven drove over to the clinic and checked in. Joe looked around and there was no sign of Dennis. Or Aaron. Worried, Joe sent a message to Dennis asking where he was and got a response “Be there in 5.” Aaron and Dennis walked in the door together and Dennis led Aaron to a seat next to Joe. “What do we have here? Did you use all your charms on him Dennis?” Joe asked. Aaron blushed and looked down at the floor. “Nothing happened. He looked pretty scared when I saw him on Wednesday and figured he needed someone to talk to. We talked on the phone yesterday and we’ve been over at the diner talking for a couple hours just now” Dennis explained and then turned to Aaron and said “If you have an appointment, you better check in.” “We all should” said Kyle. The guys all went up to the receptionists desk and waited. The receptionist looked up and Aaron said “I have a 10:30 appointment. “ Douglas looked up with a smile and said “Oh good, you came back. A lot of guys get too nervous and don’t show up for the followup. It will be a few minutes, so have a seat and the nurse will call you.” One by one the other guys got checked in, each flirting with Douglas but getting nowhere with him. They sat down together and chatted about everything but the test, trying to keep Aaron from breaking down. The nurse came out of the door and asked for Joe. Kyle squeezed Joe’s leg and Joe got up and went into the exam area and was shown the same room as Wednesday. The nurse checked his temperature, weight and blood pressure and said “Have a seat, the doctor will be here in a few minutes.” Joe sat looking at the walls, reading the poster encouraging him to have safe sex, another wanting him to test often because some STDs can be silent killers, and another that showed a cutaway of a guys cock, balls and colon. He liked the last one the best, thinking about the nice fat, hung cock. There was a knock at the door and the doctor from Wednesday came in and sat down on the stool with a folder in his hand. “Hi Joe. We have the test results. Before I give them to you, I want you to know that we are here to help you both physically and mentally. Not just today, but for as long as you need it” the doctor said in a somber tone. Joe had heard this part in the past, it was nothing new. Opening up the folder the doctor said “Joe, you have tested positive for HIV and gonorrhea. There’s nothing to worry too much about. We can treat both of them and you can lead a normal active life.” Joe looked at the doctor, stunned. He had wanted to hear these words for a long time, but was still shocked when it really happened. “Uh, ok” was all he said. “We will treat the gonorrhea right away, it’s just an antibiotic and it will be cured quickly. HIV doesn’t have a cure, but we can treat it and you can have a long, normal life. First, we need to run more tests to see how far it has progressed and what the right treatment is. I see from your history, you have been getting tested for STDs about every two months the past few years. That’s good, since we know the virus hasn’t had a long time to attack your body. In the mean time, you should not have sex with anyone - oral, vaginal or anal. Be careful with any cuts and get them bandaged immediately. Once you start treatment it will take a while for your body to get to a point where HIV is undetectable and when that happens you can resume sexual activity, though we recommend always practicing safe sex to ensure you don’t infect your partner.” Joe was numb. He heard everything the doctor was saying, but was expressionless. “Do you understand what I just told you?” the doctor asked. “Yeah, I do” Joe replied. “Good. Some people get depressed when they find out news like this. We have counselors on staff for you to talk to if you need to. You can use their services at any time - today, tomorrow, next month, whenever. The nurse will give you the antibiotic and then take you down to the lab to take some more blood samples” the doctor said. After a pause the doctor continued “Do you have any idea who you might have been with that could have infected you?” “No, I don’t. I haven’t had sex in a few weeks, but before that I had been pretty active. I don’t even remember most of the guys, except for my boyfriend” Joe answered. “The reason I ask is that we usually have one new HIV infection every week or two and this week we have seven. The patient we saw yesterday thinks it was a tall guy with tattoos on his arms and a large piercing on his penis. Does this guy sound familiar? We would like to find him because he may not know he is infected and is spreading the virus around.” Joe had to fight back the smile that he felt coming on. “Oh, yeah. I know who he is and he knows he’s poz” thought Joe but he told the doctor “No, that doesn’t sound familiar, but I did have sex with a guy with a pierced cock, but I couldn’t see him.” The doctor wanted to chuckle, but tried to stay professional and just said “Ah. OK, well, I have a busy day and need to get to my next patient. I will be seeing you soon when we get the new test results. You should set up an appointment for late next week or the following week. I’ll see you then.” The nurse walked in and handed Joe a packet with the antibiotics inside and ushered him down to the lab area. He took his seat and waited for the door to open. Several minutes later the door opened and the same cute lab tech from the other day looked out. “Oh, sorry. I was taking a little break before the rush. Come on in.” Joe walked into the room and took a seat, while the lab tech closed the door and took a seat next to Joe. This time Joe remembered to look at the guy’s name tag “Tyler, remember that” thought Joe. “Are you Joe? It’s the only name in the queue on the computer” Tyler asked. “Yeah, that’s me.” “Can i have your date of birth?” Tyler next asked and Joe gave it to him. Tyler looked at the screen to see what tests he was going to need to do and how many vials of blood to draw. “Hmmm, I see. Well, I guess I should first welcome you to the club, Joe. Are you doing ok with the news?” Tyler asked. “Oh yeah, I’m doing good” Joe responded, maybe a bit too cheerfully. Chuckling to himself Tyler said “Sounds like it wasn’t too much of a surprise to you. Were you, ummm…” Joe interrupted “Chasing? Yeah, kinda. Not avoiding it, anyway.” Tyler looked at him and smiled “Cool. I did too. It was a lot of fun and now I’m on the flip side of it.” Joe looked back at Tyler thinking that he looked like a squeaky clean twink and not someone he would have thought of as a bug chaser. “Yeah, some of the best sex I’ve ever had. You’re not going to put that in my file, are you?” Joe asked. “Oh hell no, don’t worry about that. It’s more for personal info and, uh, I, uh” Tyler stumbled for words for a moment and continued “Here, give me your phone.” Joe handed over his phone and Tyler added his name and number into Joe’s contact list. “Call me if you have any questions you don’t want to ask the counselors they have here. I don’t do this for every new poz guy, but I think you’re really hot.” Tyler handed the phone back and picked up a syringe and four empty vials. Tying the strap around Joe’s arm he proceeded to draw the blood and then paste the labels on the vials. “All done for now. I hope I will be seeing you again… for more tests” Tyler said with a quiet laugh. Joe got up and went back into the waiting room and to the receptionists desk. Douglas looked at him with a big smile and Joe thought “Damn, everyone here knows I’m poz now.” Joe quickly made his appointment for a few weeks later and went back to his posse. Aaron was missing from the group and before Joe could ask Dennis said “Aaron is finding out now. I hope he’s ok.” About that time, the nurse came out to call another person back for an exam and everyone heard a loud noise coming from the exam room area and the staff went running. Aaron had gone to an exam room to get his results. The nurse had taken his vitals and he waited for the doctor to show up. His stomach was churning and he could feel his heart race. He had spent almost two hours talking with Dennis and occasionally crying. He heard the logic from Dennis - if he tested positive for HIV, he wasn’t going to die any sooner, his sex life wouldn’t die, he may lose a few friends and gain some new ones, and if he tested negative his life would go on as it had before. But it still was tearing him up inside and he was sure he would be alone and unwanted for the rest of his life. Finally the doctor walked in the room with a folder. Aaron had never been in a situation like this and was visibly shaking. “Hello Aaron” the doctor started. “We have the test results. Before I give them to you, I want you to know that we are here to help you both physically and emotionally for as long as you need it” the doctor said in a somber tone. Aaron turned even more pale. He thought his heart was going to pop out of his chest. The doctor looked at Aaron and opened up the folder and said “Aaron, you have tested positive for HIV, gonorrhea and syphilis. We can treat…” At that point Aaron fainted, falling on to the floor with the chair smashing into the exam table. The noise reverberated through the main clinic area. Nurses and other staff came running into the exam room as the doctor was propping Aaron against the wall and checking him for cuts or other injuries. The staff helped get Aaron up on to the exam table, laying back. Aaron came to a few minutes later, staring up at the ceiling with the doctor and two nurses around him. “Aaron, are you ok?” the doctor asked. “I, uh, think so” he replied. “I know this news came as a shock to you. But don’t worry. We can treat you and your life will be fine. Two of the infections we can cure with antibiotics and HIV is not a death sentence, it can be treated as well but not cured. Do you understand?” “Yes” Aaron said quietly. “We need you to take another blood test so we can find the right treatment for you and the nurse will bring the antibiotic. I want you to set up an appointment as soon as possible with a counselor since I think you need to talk with a professional about this news and how you are going to handle it.” “OK” said Aaron. “I want you to wait here for ten minutes and rest. We don’t want you to faint again. The nurse will come back and check on you.” Aaron nodded and the doctor and nurses walked out of the exam room. Steven was called next and given his results, the same as Joe’s. The doctor asked the same questions about who he may have gotten infected from and Steven said no, he didn’t meet a guy like that. He got his antibiotic and waited for the tech to draw more blood. When he walked in, Tyler looked at Steven and said “Mmm, my food came back to me” in a very bad Count Dracula impression. Steven and Tyler both laughed. “I guess you heard my comment on Wednesday” Steven said as he sat down and put his arm on the armrest. “Yeah, I’ve heard all of the jokes and comments before. You’re Steven and your birthdate is…” Tyler asked. They completed the blood draw and as Steven was about to get up, Tyler said “Welcome to the club. Its pretty exclusive, hehe. Don’t worry, everything will be ok.” Steven said “Thanks, I hope so” and walked out to the waiting room, running into the nurse escorting Aaron to the lab for his blood work. Aaron went straight into the room and Tyler had been told that he was the one that fainted. He was extra gentle and kept reassuring Aaron that he would be ok. Tyler kept checking Aaron out and even licked his lips once, before he caught himself. “I want to tap that” he thought. Once the blood test was done Tyler asked “Are you ok to walk out to the waiting room by yourself? Do you have someone to take you home?” “Yeah, I’ll be ok. Thanks” Aaron responded and slowly walked out to the guys. “Where’s Dennis? he asked as he got there. “He’s in getting his results. Have a seat. What happened back there? Someone said a patient passed out” Kyle asked. Aaron looked down and said “Yeah, that was me. I fainted when they told me I have HIV, gono and syphilis. Fuck, I’m so screwed.” “You’ll be ok. We all are poz now. We can work through this together” said Joe. “Do you think Dennis is too?” asked Aaron. “Probably, he was at the same party we were. He didn’t get sick though, so maybe he is still neg” Joe said. A minute or so later, Joe asked Aaron “Oh, by the way did they ask you who you think might have given it to you?” Joe, Steven and Kyle all looked at Aaron waiting for the answer. “No they didn’t. I bet it was that asshole I met at the book store last week. He told me he was giving me AIDS and that fucker did” said Aaron, and added “They want me to see a counselor but I would rather just talk to you guys, if that’s ok. You know what I’m going through better than they would.” The guys all nodded and assured him that he could call any time to talk. Dennis walked up and plopped down in a chair next to Aaron. You could tell he was fighting off showing any elation. “HIV poz and gono” was all he said. “Well, lets get our next appointments set up and get out of here” said Kyle. The group walked up to the receptionist and Joe said I already did mine, Aaron…” Aaron told Douglas that he needed a followup in a few weeks and Joe said “lets set them up for about the same time, so we can carpool.” Aaron got his appointment just after Joe’s and Douglas looked at him and said “It’s going to be ok. Take care of yourself.” The other guys got similar appointment times but with a much happier farewell from Douglas, complete with a wink. Luis woke up earlier than normal from the sounds of his roommates getting ready for class. Thankfully he had no classes that day and just had to be at work for the Friday afternoon rush starting at 4PM. He missed the constant fucking that he had been doing with Kyle, Dennis and Steven before the fuck flu hit them. He was horny and needed to fuck. He looked at a few online sites and apps and everyone seemed to want “neg only” or “safe only”. Desperately, he got on Craigslist and did a few searches and found one that looked good: Horny bottom cub looking for hot sex. 27, 5’10, 200lbs, furry ass, safe or bb, anon ok, newly poz He liked the pics, especially the one with him laying in a sling. “Newly, poz, huh? He probably won’t mind some more poz cum in his ass, then” thought Luis. He sent a reply saying he was poz too and gave a description, his phone number and a couple of his pics - the obligatory dick pic and a pic he took of his cock coming out of Dennis’s cummy hole. He took a shower and was reading email when his phone rang. It was the guy from the Craigslist ad. A few questions were passed back and forth and Luis was out the door on his way to dump a four day load in the cub. Luis knocked on the door and a guy opened it. They looked each other over as Luis said that he was the guy who answered his ad. The guy looked better than his pictures, more muscular but his face looked tired. He invited Luis in and they walked back to a bedroom. Luis was always friendly and chatty with people, even his hookups. He asked “So man, your ad said you’re newly poz. When did you find out?” The guy looked embarrassed and said quietly “Yesterday.” “Fuck, dude. You doing ok?” Luis asked as he sat down on the bed, and took his shoes and shirt off. “Not really. None of the regular guys I fuck with want to do it now that I’m poz. You were the only one that answered the ad. When I’ve put it up before, I usually get two or three hookups out of it and a bunch of time wasters. A few weeks ago I had this really hot guy with tattooed arms and a big pierced cock that was an amazing fuck, but I think he was the one that pozzed me.” Luis stood up and dropped his pants and stepped out of them and walked over to the guy and gave him a big hug. “Don’t worry, you’ll find a new group of regulars and things will work out. Trust me. I’ve already been through it” He slowly pulled the guys shirt off and let his shorts drop to the floor. Luis kissed the guy and slowly the energy shifted. Luis pushed him down on the bed and he climbed on top of the cub. He chewed on the guy’s nipples and worked his way down, rubbing his furry chest and stroked his cock. He went down on the guys five and a half inch thick cock, easily deep throating it and squeezed his balls. Working the guys cock with his tongue he started tasting the guys charged up precum and knew he was getting this guy out of his funk. Luis pulled off his cock and pushed the guy’s legs up revealing a furry ass. He spread the cub’s ass cheeks and dove in with his tongue, tasting the guy’s scent. He wondered if a guy’s scent changes when he converts and quickly returned his attention to the fuckhole in front of him. He fucked his tongue into the cub’s hole and felt it start to relax and pulse. He knew that this was not the time for a hard breeding, it had to be more sensual to make the guy feel like a desirable bottom, not an outcast. His fingers toyed with the cub’s hungry hole, slowly fucking in and out, pushing the spit deeper inside him. Once he felt the cub was loosened up enough he lowered his ass down and rubbed his precum soaked cock around the guys hole. He looked the guy in the eyes and softly said “Do you want this?” “oh god yes, please. fuck me please” replied the cub. Luis pushed in and felt the cub’s hole swallow his cock eagerly. He started slowly pistoning his cock in the warm soft tunnel, the strokes getting longer and harder. The guy kept begging for his cock and used his ass muscles to massage Luis’s shaft. Eventually, Luis couldn’t hold back his cum and began unloading his four day load into the guy who immediately began to shoot his own toxic load all over his chest. Luis began to lick up the cum from the guys furry chest and then kissed him with it. They laid there kissing and holding each other for several minutes. Luis rolled the guy over on to his stomach, smearing the cum all over the bed and began feasting on his cummy hole. Luis always loved the taste of cum, his or anyone else’s and was sucking his load out of the guy. His cock still hard, he mounted the cub and shoved his cock back inside. The guy moaned and yelled “Yes, fuck me again” and Luis did not disappoint. This time he got rougher and really pounded the guys hole. He pulled the guy up on to his knees and kept up the assault on his ass, varying angle and intensity of his thrusts. His cock had been leaking precum for most of the second round of fucking and the cubs hole was very sloppy and soon it would be even sloppier. The thrusts got erratic and hard and Luis drove his cock in all the way and felt the rush of cum pumping into the poz cub. He rolled over taking the guy with him and they lay spooning on the bed for several minutes. The cub rolled over, facing Luis, and kissed him and said “Thank you. I was so down before you came and now I feel so good.” Luis said “You have my number. Call me to talk or fuck. I’ll introduce you to other poz guys and you can get back into your groove.” He looked over and saw the time. They had been fucking for almost three hours and he needed to get home and shower before work. Luis got dressed as the guy watched him from the bed. He went over and kissed the guy one more time and walked out the door. When he got home, Luis pulled out his phone and found the Craigslist ad and copied the picture of the cub in the sling and sent it to Joe with a message “pls send pic to your brother and ask him if he did this guy.”

A month later I get a email from the 3 boys asking if I got sick, they said they had a high fever , body aches ,tired all the time ,bad headaches,can’t sleep. I tell them a big lie we are the same but I tell them they should be OK in a few weeks LMAO , Grandpa knocked them up real good. I tell Larry I want to get into the rough trade of the business S&M , Fisting , Larry says you know what you are getting into? I say yes as for a little work you can make a lot of money.After seeing what Grandpa did really turned me on like nothing else. I will be working the first floor for a few months as I will need time to heal and Tommy will be working the second floor escorting. I’m going to get a Prince Albert a piercing of the dick head. Both of my nipples pierced. Guiche a piercing between the ass hole and scrotum. Tongue pierced Right ear as to tell others I’m a bottom. Larry sent me to the piercer he has sent other to who work at the building. After signing the papers saying I was 18 or older to get body piercings I was escorted into the room. He did the Prince Albert first and the pain was a lot less then I thought it would be but when he did my nipples I was seeing stars and almost black out. The Guiche , Tongue and right ear went easy. Tommy is doing great working the second floor as he is finding he is a sex addict and is thinking of being a full time escort after school. I’m back working the first floor and not being to do anything wile I’m healing is ruff walking with a hard on sticking out of the thong I ware when working. Seeing all the sex and the cum shooting is driving me nuts but in a few more weeks I will be back working but now doing some things I have seen but have never done.

No one ever said Grandpa was POZ , it’s no problem for Tommy and me as both of us are on PrEP. One boy is laughing and the other 3 are so high it goes right over their heads. Later I found out that the boy laughing had the fuck flu last month and tested POZ and the 3 other boys have no idea what PrEP is and just came down for the money and to PARTY . They have never done anything like this before as when it was their turn we found out. I was next and I really enjoyed getting fuck by the boys now with Grandpa I thought it would be a problem but I guess taking 8-10 dick a week as a rent boy help me to enjoy that monster dick fucking me and when I cleaned it off with my mouth there was no blood but I really miss that full feeling in my hole now. The boy who is POZ is like me a rent boy who has been this for over a year. The 3 negative boys well they are barely legal and someone told them about the money and the party supplies and that hook them. When it was their turn the 3 of them had a tuff time taking my 8 X 2 dick so when it was Grandpa time is when the fun began. I knew what to do and gave them a heavy slam right before Grandpa drove his monster dick in them as I knew he would be tearing them up real good and the look on Grandpa face was priceless knowing he had 3 boys who were negative and not on PrEP. The screams coning from them as Grandpa drove his dick right in till he was balls deep was a sound of joy to my ears and I know how much pain they are in . These 3 are so naive about coming here for a sex party and not knowing what can happen and I think Grandpa planned it this way. The 3 boys holes were leaking a dark blood and cum as if Grandpa used a cruel condom on them. Grandpa as the POZ boy and me to keep these boys well party us with GHB , Tina and Molly and what ever Grandpa got the chance he would fuck thous 3 boys and leave Tommy , Poz boy and me alone so we just enjoyed our time down here in the sun getting a tan having fun with the drugs Grandpa had her and the 3 of us fucking each other. Grandpa must have put 10 loads in each of them and I think he gave them a blood slam to make sure they will become pregnant from his toxic load. When they left they were walking funny and I ask them for their email address so we could keep in touch. Grandpa tells Tommy and me if we ever want to get knock up to contact him directly instead of going through Larry. On the way home Tommy says he had a fanatic time and wants to go to work on the second floor like me.

Wouldnt you know it, I happen to be doing that very thing right now.

Here's a belated Halloween story... Ray got out of the shower and was drying himself in front of a large mirror. A sudden chill went down his spine, he might be naked but this felt unerringly cold. As he continued towelling himself, to his shock, he could see an extremely handsome young man behind him with an already tumescent penis bobbing up and down at the sight of Ray's nakedness. The man spoke... “I am an incubus, a male sex demon. I have had so many men, fed on their sexual desires. Accept your fate! You want to give yourself to me... to become my eternal sex slave.” “Look at my cock, this engorged predator penis... so unearthly, you can't look away. You are now frozen by the sight of my cock. It's so beguiling, so deadly! Can you see my cock growing? See my cock growing harder... and harder... and harder!” “Suck it slowly. Suck my cock and begin the ritual. Lose yourself and suck... lick it up and down... up and down. It's so erotic, it gives so much pleasure!” That's it, it's now as hard as rock! Take my cock fully inside you! I shall push it in long and hard. Let me fill your arse with my engorged cock! How does that feel? Feel yourself being filled deeper... and deeper... and deeper! As I fuck, and fuck and fuck you towards total oblivion. Submit to my cock! Take it in deep. Let me hear you whimper! That's it! Good!” “Know your fate! You are trapped now as I push my cock into you! You know that this will be the end of you! … and out. You can't stop me, you won't deny yourself this pleasure … and in. When I cum, I will fill you with my toxic jizz. Feel my dick pounding you and embrace your fate. I will fuck you and fill you up. You want it don't you? To give yourself to me? I will empty myself completely into you and give you my poisonous essence... you want to die for me in a beautiful orgasmic release.” “Take my whole length in! Yes, that's it! Let me take you! Let my cock overwhelm you! How does that feel now? Feel the thrusting in and out of your dark master! My powerful cock will fill you.” “In... and out... and in... submit to my cock. Out... and in... and out... you've never known such desire. In... and out... you want me to fill you! In... and out... you want me to give you my toxic spunk. Feel my cock grow ever harder. It feels so good, so intimate, so much pleasure! You ache for me to empty myself into you! You yearn for me to fill your hole!” “I will spunk it all into you! You want it all! Quiver in awe, you are enraptured! No mortal man can make you feel this way! My erotic magic overwhelms your senses. I have taken you over, you live to serve my needs! Feel my cock move faster... so good, so much pleasure! Feel it go faster... and faster... and faster... Feel me plunge in deeply. Soon my poison will course through you!” “I will destroy your body, yet you crave more don't you? Yes, you want it so much! Feel my dick go faster... and harder... feel my powerful cock up you! In... and out... leading to your demise. In... and out... faster... and harder... soon I will come inside you! I will ejaculate my toxins into you and you will feel it all pulsing inside you. I will come and give you every last drop of my poison. It will be a beautiful, glorious release!” “As I fuck you in... and out... and harder... closer to the end! Faster... harder... closer to your desire... faster... and harder... closer... and closer... closer … and closer... closer... and closer...” “Now you will scream in agony and ecstasy as my cock grows twice in size and pours it toxic load deep inside you! Feel it go up you... more... and more... and more. Feel it all, feel every last drop! More and more of my poisonous essence sending you to oblivion!” In the morning, Ray woke up on his bed naked. It had all been just a vivid wet dream. Or at least he thought so until his next check-up at the clinic. All the doctors were surprised that not only was he positive but that his viral load was already 187,000. Beware the coming of the Incubus!

Universal healthcare is frowned on in the US because we believe people who are poor must have done something to deserve it and that insurance companies and pharmaceutical companies deserve to make outrageous profits. We pay so much more for our crummy healthcare than places that have universal. Everyone would be healthier and we would spend less money if most of our legislators were not beholden to special interests.

Long time lurker, first time poster. I’m a beefy 34 year old smooth man, I have a muscular ass from years of squats and deadlifting, and I have a thick 7” cock. A few weeks ago I made time to go to Club Pittsburgh during the day. I have been there a number of time before, but usually just sucked some cocks and fucked some bottoms. But this time I was feeling extra piggy. I had recently scored some double Scorpio poppers and was eager to try them for the first time at the club. I went in and did my usual routine, except this time I got a room. I had never done this before so this was new and exciting in and of its self. So I went up stairs to the third floor, found my room and then went to clean out and soak in the jacuzzi. On the way to the jacuzzi with nothing on I ran into a muscular man with a towel. He grabbed my ass as I walked by and I turned and winked. Unfortunately he kept walking. After a solo soak of about thirty mins I went back to my room and got some oil put to massage my ass and make it glisten, then I turned off the lights opened the door and layer belly down on the bed and waited. I was almost asleep when I felt a cock press up against my lips. I opened my eyes and an older daddy was there with a nod, I swallowed his cock and felt it engorge itself in my warm wet mouth. I kept sucking and stopped once to take a hit of my new poppers. What the actual FUCK?!?! I took a usual seven second double nostril hit and felt my whole body envelop in a warm rush. I haven’t had poppers like that in a long time. I went back to worshiping this guys cock and soon I had him pulling out and leaving me wanting his load. No sooner had he left than another guy walked in, this time I hit the poppers hard and started on his cock. Sometime during this sucking I got into position on all fours, little did I know someone was watching and waiting and nearly instantly after assuming the position I had a thick mushroom head pushing against my hungry hole. I usually make my tips wear a rubber, but I was so lost in the heat of the poppers I backed up on his cock and started riding it on all fours while I got a Fock shoved down my throat. After a few mins I felt my mystery top put his hands on my hips and thrust slower and longer. Next thing I know he is grunting and I feel a warmth spreading in my ass. Did I just get bred? OMG! It felt so good! I turned over my shoulder to see who it was and yet was a complete stranger. For a minute I was hoping it wa the man with the towel from earlier. Soon after I cleaned up and went home. But I plan on coming back to get more loads. Now that I felt it once I need it again!

Part I: I stumbled across his profile on the gay message boards, "Poz Top interested in meeting Hiv-, bare only". Reading this and seeing his photos had me instantly hard. The photos showed a muscled Daddy type with somewhat of a gut (what I'd later find out was due to HIV meds). I sent him a message letting him know how hot his profile was and that it turned me on, even though I didn't go bare. He thanked me in his reply, but told me that he was only interested in chatting once I decided that I wanted him bare. His words stuck with me and I continued to look at his profile over the next few weeks. After 12 years of safe gay sex, I found myself wanting this man more and more. One night after drinking more than usual, I found myself home alone and back on line. I sent him a message telling him that I was ready to talk about taking him bare. He responded that if I was serious, he would help me "do it right." I told him that I was serious as the alcohol was doing the talking for me. He made me provide him with my address where he told me that he would send on the items for my preparation. The next morning I woke up and regretted the exchange as I knew that when it came down to it, I wasn't that serious about taking him bare. I put it out of my mind until I got a package in the mail a couple of days later. I started to get hard as I opened the package, not knowing what to expect. I was scared and excited at the same time. When I opened the box, there was a letter on top. It read: [I]Preparation Instructions for becoming a Cum Slut, enclosed are a couple of videos of men that have learned the value of becoming a Cum Slut through my instruction. They started taping themselves once they received a package similar to this one. You will do the same. For now, close this package and do not look at it again for two days. Do not play with yourself or cum in the meantime. When you are good and horny and have 30 minutes or more before any other commitments, take the top video out of the package and start watching it. It was signed, Your Trainer. Damn I was hard and I wanted so much to continue going through the package, but I did as I was told. The next day I was so horny, I couldn't wait any longer and put the tape into the machine. The tape started by showing the top from the neck down, then panned out to see that he was wearing a hood, but nothing else other than a cock ring and boots. "I want you to watch these tapes and follow the lead of these men, doing the same things and getting used to the idea of becoming just like them. If you are a true Cum Slut, you will start to crave it and will not be able to get enough. I also noticed that your skin if fairly light, before we meet up I want you to start tanning and I've included some special items in the package for you to use when you do. I go to Palm Springs every few weeks for play. When you are ready for me to take you there and turn you into your true self, message me and we will make it happen. The video then changed and I saw a man in his mid twenties with a nice but slightly stocky body. He was stripping for the camera, then arranging his dildo's from smallest to largest. He picked up the smallest one and worked on his hole for about ten minutes before moving on to the next size. After a few minutes, I noticed that the date stamp changed and he was now using larger toys. The video was just over a year old. After a few minutes, the video changed again and my trainer was back. He stated: "You will use toys on your hole for a minimum of 10 minutes a day. Do not go larger than the size of a large cock. I want you able to take any and all sizes, but I do not want you too loose. Now open the rest of your package and then send me a message if you are interested in going further." There was another video tape inside with a note attached reading "Watch this two weeks from now." Underneath were two dildos. One was the size of an average cock and one the size of a large cock. There was a note under the dildos. It read "Know that these toys have been used by other men who have progressed to becoming full service Cum Sluts. If you have your own toys, use them as well, just do not go larger than the largest one provided. The only other thing in the package was an envelope in the bottom. I opened it up and it was a set of stickers with lettering about 2 inches in height. They spelled out the words "Cum Dump" and "Breed Me". The note inside the envelope said" Use these stickers when you start tanning. Place the letters for "Cum Dump" on your lower back, just above your waist. Place the letters for "Breed Me" across your chest. The letters will not melt or burn in the tanning process, they will just leave you skin untanned in these areas, making the words so that they can be read when I take you to Palm Springs. Make sure you place the letters in the same spot each time you tan. I look forward to seeing your tanned body with your messages clear for all the men to read. I was overwhelmed, it was one thing for him to do me bare, but for a group of men to see me that way? This was going to be quite an experience. My heart was thumping in my chest. I was scared and excited at the same time. I got on line and sent my trainer a message. I thanked him for the package and told him that I would be following his guidance. I then picked up the phone and made an appointment to go tanning. After a couple of weeks of using the toys on my hole and starting the tanning process, I was looking forward to watching the next video tape. I had worked up to using the largest dildo on my hole for a good 10-15 minutes a night. I was amazed by how quickly I had been able to go to the larger size, just by being consistent and making sure I made it a daily routine. I put the tape into the machine and noticed a different man than the first tape, he was older than the man on the first tape with a long lean runners build. He was using a large dildo on his hole, it looked just like the largest one that my trainer had sent me. I wondered if it was the same one and felt my cock lengthen. He really went to town on that big dildo, taking it hard and fast for a few minutes, then he took it out and got a small dildo out and shoved it up his hole. As he did this, I heard my trainer's voice, which had been dubbed onto the footage. “Now that you have gotten your hole used to the largest of the dildos, we need to make sure that you give and get enjoyment of the smaller cocks out there that will offer you their loads. I want you to really open yourself up with the large dildos, then push the small ones in and work your ass muscles to keep them in, squeeze down on them." As I heard these words, I saw the man in the video stand and watched the small dildo slip out of his ass. He reached back down and shoved it up his hole again. This time as it started to fall out, I could see his ass clench and he caught it about half way down the shaft. He continued to do this over and over. I heard my trainers voice again “Don’t get discouraged if you are so wide open that you can’t keep the smallest dildo from falling out at this point. If that happens go up in size and practice on that dildo. With practice, you will learn to control your muscles and be able to accommodate any size of cock." The video continued to show the man working his ass muscles on the dildos for another ten minutes. Then the scene switched to show the man laying on his back with his legs in the air and a medium sized dildo sticking half way out of his ass. The camera view was at the same height as the dildo but back at an angle so that I could see his hole and the dildo. I could see his ass push out on the dildo and then it seemed like his ass was pulling the dildo deeper inside of him. I heard my trainer's voice again, “Milking a man’s cock with your asshole shows him that you are a true Cum Slut and will do everything to make sure that you get ever drop inside of you. Practice on the dildos, by holding on to them with one hand. No pushing or pulling with your hand is allowed. Push out with your ass onto the dildo and then squeeze your hole and draw it back into you. I’ve heard some men say that it helps to image that there is a condom on the dildo or cock inside you. Think about pushing your ass out to grap onto the condom and as you squeeze and draw your muscles back in, think about your ass rolling the condom up and off of his cock, do this over and over until you can imagine that your ass has rolled the condom completely off his cock. You will use this skill at various times, including just after a man has shot his load up your hole. Before he pulls out, milk his cock to force as much cum into your hole as possible." I looked down and noticed that I was rock hard and dripping precum. I wondered how I had gotten along all these years having gay sex, without doing some of these things that now seemed so basic for a bottom to be doing. I set up the video camera and started in on my new training. I sent a message to my trainer and let him know that I was progressing and that I was looking forward to meeting him. I also told him that I had gotten off of work for a three day weekend, just three weeks out in case he was interested in meeting at that time. I got a response the next day that he could make it work and was proud of my progress. Hearing that he was proud of me made me work that much harder. I was also getting more tan and the letters where I wasn’t tanning were really starting to stand out. I got excited every time I saw my body in the mirror and could see what I was becoming. The next three weeks seemed to drag by as I was looking forward to meeting my trainer in person. I kept busy with nightly sessions on the dildos, learning to open myself up quickly as well as squeeze down in order to pleasure the smaller men. Then the Friday that changed my life came as my trainer dropped by my house to take me away for the weekend. He got to my apartment, just after 9am on that Friday morning. He was probably 15 years older than I, slightly taller with a musky scent and a few days of stubble on his face. As instructed through our messages, I opened the door in nothing but a new jockstrap. My tan had come along well, so as he walked in, he could see the “Breed Me” letters across my chest. “Very nice,” he said. “Your on line photos don’t do you justice. We’ll have to take some new ones. Turn around" he told me in a more authoritative voice. I did as instructed and felt goosebumps as he inspected my body. “Oh yeah, you will be popular, this will be a great experience for you. Did you clean out this morning?" “Yes Sir,” I answered. He nodded and smiled and asked to see my bag. He had told me to pack all my dildos, poppers, a couple of jock straps, a pair of shorts and flip flops. “Looks good” he said. He moved in and grabbed me around my waist and pushed my chin up so that I was looking directly into his eyes. “Are you ready for this, is this what you really want?” he asked. “Yes Sir,” I answered and he smiled again. It felt like my body was melting. I wanted to feel like this all the time. “Where are the video tapes of your training?” he asked. I opened up another section of the bag to show him. “Good, I’m looking forward to watching those as well.” “OK, let’s get going. Show me what you were going to wear in the car.” I showed him a pair of shorts, a t-shirt of a local sports team and shoes. “That will work,” he said. "Put them on and let’s get this weekend going." I did as I was told and followed him out to his car. I was nervous about not driving myself. By getting into his car, I was allowing myself to be his. I opened the passenger door, took a deep breath and got inside. We had been in the car about 10 minutes when he told me, “We are going to take a detour to meet a man that is not able to get away to Palm Springs this weekend.” I had no idea what he meant. I was nervous and scared and beginning to doubt what I had gotten myself into. When I didn’t say anything, he told me “Relax, this is a good thing.” A few minutes later we were pulling into a parking lot between City Hall and the surrounding businesses. Getting out of the car he told me, “Leave your bag, we don’t want them going through it at security. Follow me”. With that he started walking towards City Hall. I didn’t know what was going on, but I followed him. We went through the main entrance and through the security and metal detectors. I was glad that I wasn’t wearing a metal cock ring. I saw my trainer talking to one of the guards, but couldn’t hear what he was saying other than “…expecting us…” The guard made a phone call, then motioned us to follow him. We went to a set of elevators in the back and rode to the top floor. The doors opened and we were greeted by a man I’ll refer to as the Politician. I couldn’t believe that I was standing in front of this man and that my trainer seemed to know him. “Good to see you again” the Politician said to my trainer. As he looked at me he said, “Looks like we will have a productive meeting. Let’s get started." As we walked down the hall, the Politician stopped to ask one of the secretaries if the conference room was currently in use. When he heard that it was available, he asked that it be reserved for him for the next hour. We were led further down the hall to the conference room, which was very impressive. Hardwood floors with a large hardwood conference table surrounded by large leather chairs. As he shut the door behind us, he turned to me and said, “OK, take off your shorts, let’s see that ass." I was stunned. Not only that the Politician was gay, but that he was so forward and forceful. Here was a man, older than my father telling me to strip in a city conference room. He then turned and picked up the phone on the table. I heard him ask for “David” and then a few minutes later say, “Bring poppers and lube to the main conference room, pronto.” Damn, what was going on here? I had only unbuttoned by shorts by this time and he noticed. “Come on,” the Politician said, “I only have an hour and at my age it takes me a little longer before I shoot my load.” I was stunned again, but managed to take off my shorts. “Now lay back on the conference table” the Politician said. As I did, he and my trainer each took at leg and moved a chair so that my legs were elevated with my ankles on the tops of the chairs. My trainer then stepped up and pulled my ass closer to the edge of the table. It felt surreal, it seemed like I wasn’t really there, but caught up in a dream. Just then the door opened and a man walked in and handed the Politician a bag. I was embarrassed, just laying there with my pants off showing the whole world my ass. The other man didn’t seem to pay that much attention and turned to leave. As he was walking out the door, the Politician said, “Oh, and make sure that the monitoring and surveillance equipment are turned off for this room.” Fear shot through me again, I had just walked into a situation where I could be filmed. I wondered if the words were really code for him to turn on the surveillance equipment. My heart was thudding in my chest. The Politician took the lube out of the sack and put it on the table, then handed the bottle of poppers to my trainer. “You know, I really should take a piss before I fuck this man,” the politician said. As soon as the words were out of his mouth, I saw my trainer drop to his knees and unzip the Politicians’ slacks. He reached inside and pulled out the politicians cock and balls, so that they were hanging outside of his pants. It was a nice package, large balls with an average sized uncut cock surrounded by grey hair. My trainer took a hit of poppers and then opened his mouth so that he was just below the Politician's cock. I couldn’t believe it. Up until now I had thought that my trainer was 100% top and here he was getting ready to drink the piss of another man. Before I could completely process what had just happened, the Politician started to piss. My trainer repositioned his mouth so that he was taking it all, not spilling a drop. I was fascinated and turned on. When the Politician was done pissing, he said “OK now, get me ready for his ass.” My trainer then started giving the Politician a blow job. As he was getting blown, the Ppolitician started fingering my hole and lubing it up. He noticed that my cock had gotten hard as well. I heard him say “Well now, it seems like this man liked watching you drink my piss, maybe after you turn him into a Cum Slut, you should turn him into a toilet as well.” He then let out a laugh as I believe he saw my cock jump and became fully rigid. The Politician slid one of his lubed fingers up my hole and started probing. “So I understand that up until now, you have only let men fuck you if they wore a condom,” the Politician stated. “Yes Sir,” I answered. “Well I’m glad that I get to be the first man to bareback your ass. I hope this becomes a good memory for you, of course you will not be able to tell anyone,” the Politician said. “I understand,” I replied. Just then the Politician pushed a second finger into my hole and pulled his cock out of my trainer's mouth. His cock was a grower. It was slightly longer than average, but it was the thickest one I think I had seen. “Let’s see how well you take this,” the Politician said as he lined his cock up against my hole. My trainer handed me the poppers and told me not to spill it on the wooden conference table. The Politician watched me take a long hit of poppers and then slid into my ass as he saw it take effect. “Very nice” he said. I felt so full inside and had to look around me to take it all in. Here was this Politician still wearing his suit, his cock in my ass. I could feel the cold zipper hit the side of my ass as he pushed himself all of the way in. “Take another hit of poppers,” my trainer said and he got behind the Politician and started pinching his nipples through his dress shirt. I did as I was told and could feel the Politician pick up his rhythm. I could hear my trainer whisper into the Politician's ear phrases like, “Breed this neg man's hole.” “Give him your load deep inside.” “Make him remember this seeding.” The words were obviously working as I could feel the politician grow more rigid inside of me. “I’m getting close, tell me now if you want it or not,” the Politician said. “Please, breed me, give me your load, Sir” I said as I started up into his eyes. I wondered what this man looked like out of his clothes, he seemed fairly fit, but having him fully clothed made me wonder even more. “Here’s your first gift” I heard him say as he leaned over and put his mouth over mine. He pushed his tongue deep in my mouth as he started to grunt loudly. I was disappointed that I couldn’t feel his cum in my ass, but I was sure that it was being deposited. When his thrusts slowed down, I started milking his cock as my trainer had instructed. “Oh, you want it all don’t you?” the politician said. “That’s good, get it all out of me and into you”. My trainer leaned over and told me how proud he was of me, that I was going to be a good Cum Slut. As the politician slid out of my ass, they both told me to clamp my hole tight and to keep it all in. I pulled on my shorts and we started for the door. Before we left the room, the politician turned to me and said, “that’s a real sweet hole you have there man, make sure you offer it up to every man possible and you will have a full life”. With that, he turned and walked down the hall. “Come on,” my trainer said,” let’s get you to Palm Springs and build on your experience.” We left the building and started walking towards to car. As we were approaching the car, my trainer stopped when he noticed a convenience store across the opposite street. “Let’s get some supplies for the road, I could use a drink,” he said. We went into the store and I picked up a Pepsi. He did the same and also picked up some bottled water and an empty spray bottle. We paid and headed once again to the car. After we were on the road again, my trainer asked me what I thought about my first experience. “It was damn hot, but also a little scary,” I answered. “Yeah, not knowing if someone could come into the room is quite a thrill, and I could see how it could be scary. Not to mention the fact that you are taking poz loads now. You will get used to it and get to the point where you don’t care if someone comes into the room or not. You will just want everyone to see you for what you really are. I still remember the first time that man fucked me. I’m pretty sure that he is the one that pozzed me,” he said. Upon hearing this, I got a chill and fear jumped into me again. I knew that I was going to be taking a poz load or two, but had no idea that the man that just fucked me was poz. I was having a hard time thinking that he was into guys so the thought that he was poz didn’t cross my mind. I took a drink of the Pepsi and wished that it was something stronger. I felt my face get hot and flushed. At the same time, my trainer took his hand off the wheel and placed it on my upper thigh and gave it a squeeze. “You sure did give him a good time. You are quite the bottom. I’m jealous that I wasn’t the first poz bare man in your hole,” my trainer said. Somehow that seemed to make me feel better as my attraction to my trainer was growing. “Let’s make one more stop before he get on the highway to Palm Springs,” he said. I didn’t even ask where. I wasn’t sure that I wanted to know. I leaned the seat back in the car and just tried to relax. After about 10 minutes, I felt the car slow as my trainer pulled into a parking lot. I looked up and noticed that it was a local adult bookstore. I had never been in, but had heard stories. “We are just going to pick up some more supplies,” my trainer told me. “This isn’t really a good place for bareback play, but it does come in handy”. We got out of the car and went into the store. The clerk behind the counter knew my trainer and called out to him as we entered. “I was afraid you weren’t going to make it,” the clerk said. “My shift ends in another 20 minutes and I thought I’d miss you”. “Sorry about that,” my trainer said. “We had another stop to make first”. He turned and smiled at me when he said that and ran his hand down the backside of my shorts as he did. The clerk smiled back as he got the message. “Here are the supplies you asked about,” the clerk said and handed my trainer a small brown paper sack. “I hope you can put them to good use,” he said. “How about a good butt plug,” my trainer asked. “ I don’t want my man here to lose the loads that get up inside him. I want a tight fit, but nothing too large that will be hard to keep in for an extended period of time.” I could feel my cock stirring hearing this talk. “On the back wall, left corner”, the clerk replied. We went back and took a look at the butt plugs. They had so many different kinds. Some were so small they were laughable, barely larger than a finger. Then there were others that were so large it was scary. “I think this will be a good one for you,” my trainer said as he picked one up. I was turned on and surprised at his choice. It wasn’t the traditional triangular shaped butt plug, but instead round, like a small trailer hitch. “This will plug you nice and good,” he said. “And it will spread out your hole nice for all those future deposits in your hole.” We walked back up to the counter and he handed me some cash. “Pay for this,” he said. “I left something in the car, be right back” . There was a short line of guys getting tokens for the video booths in the back, so I waited and just as I was paying my trainer came back in with the spray bottle. “Go ahead and get some tokens for the video machines as well,” he said to me as he was walking in. I noticed that the spray bottle was full, I assumed from one of the water bottles that he had picked up. He took the sack with the butt plug and put the small sack from the clerk inside it and we headed toward the video booths. I wasn’t sure what was going on as I didn’t think he wanted to play here, but thought maybe that he changed his mind. I had those nervous feelings that were turning me on again. He looked into a couple of empty booths before he said, “this one isn’t bad, go on in”. I went in and he followed. He put a couple of tokens in the machine and flipped the channel to some gay porn. I noticed that there was dried cum across the video screen from at least two different men. My trainer reached into his pocket and pulled out some poppers. He handed me the bottle and told me to take a hit. As I followed his direction, he took the spray bottle, aimed it at the video screen and sprayed water over the dried cum. “That will loosen it up,” he said. “Now take your tongue and lick the screen for me”. I couldn’t believe what he was asking. It seemed so dirty, but was also a little of a turn on. When I hesitated, he put his hand on the back of my head and pushed it toward the screen. By that time the poppers were working and I stuck out my tongue and started licking the screen. I was getting turned on as I did this. “Lick it clean,” he said. “Think about all of the types of men that have shot their loads here and where this may have come from. It doesn’t matter to you, you will take it all. Maybe it was an old man, or an overweight man, or a man barely old enough to be legal. You will take it all.” My cock was rock hard inside my shorts. I had pretty much cleaned the screen as he was talking. I couldn’t taste much, but it was a turn on. “Good job,” he told me. “Let’s find some more”. We walked out of the booth just as another man walked out of a booth a couple of doors down. “Let’s see if he left us anything,” my trainer said as we walked into the booth. There was a big fresh load across the screen and part of the wall. I was sure that I’d get a better taste out of this one. I started to take a hit of poppers and my trainer told me to wait. He reached into the bag and brought out the butt plug. He took it out of the packaging and started rolling the butt plug over the cum. A moist layer of cum was attaching itself to the butt plug. “Now, pull down your shorts and take a hit of poppers,” he said. I did as instructed and he then told me to take my fingers and run it through the cum to lube my hole. I reached out with two fingers and slid them across the screen. There was enough cum that it filled my fingers and started running over the sides. As the poppers took effect, I started to lube up my hole with the cum. I felt my trainer push my back to bend me over, and I took the hint and followed through. He then took the butt plug and started pushing it against my hole. The butt plug didn’t seem that big when I had looked at it, but it wasn’t going easily into my hole. My trainer told me to take another hit of poppers as he slide the butt plug through the remaining cum. As I relaxed, he was able to get the plug inside my hole. It felt big, but also secure. Once he got the plug more than halfway in, my hole just sucked it up and pulled it in. “Damn, that’s hot, “ he said and I had to agree. “Lick the rest up,” he told me and I did. We found three more booths with dried cum that I cleaned for him. “The key is to spray the water above the dried load and let it drain down and loosen it up. You don’t want to spray the load directly, or it may cause it to come off the screen.” “Good job,” he told me again as we were walking out of the store. “I sure could get used to having you around,” he told me. “I’m glad to hear that,” I said as I felt my heart warm in my chest. We got in the car and headed out of the parking lot. “OK, no more stops now until we reach Palm Springs,” he said. “This has been a pretty good time and we haven’t even gotten out of the city yet”. I had to agree. I was getting more comfortable, both with this man as well as with my role. When I stopped to think about it, it still didn’t feel like it was “me” that had done these acts, yet I knew that once I had done them I couldn’t stop wanting to do them again and again. “Let’s go through a drive through and get something for the road, do you have any preferences?” my trainer asked me. I told him that I didn’t care, but that I wasn’t sure I wanted much to eat if I was going to be getting fucked a lot. “Don’t worry too much about that, we’ll have plenty of time to stop and clean you out as needed. I want to make sure you get enough nourishment this weekend,” he told me. Hearing him say that actually made me feel really good. We went to a local drive through and placed our order. As we were waiting in the line of cars my trainer told me, “Take off your T-shirt and if it’s a guy working the drive through window, I want you to undo your shorts and pull them down as he is handing our lunch out the window.” I got butterflies in my stomach as I heard this, but also started to get hard again. I could feel the wetness in my jock strap from all the precum of the days events so far. I took off my shirt and waited. “It’s a guy at the window,” my trainer said, as we were one car back from the window. “Feel free to take a hit of poppers as we pull up if that will give you more confidence to show yourself.” I grabbed the bottle as he pulled forward and took a hit. When the clerk at the window leaned over to give my trainer his change I un-did my shorts and started sliding them down. I felt embarrassed, yet proud to show this stranger what I was. There were wet spots on the jock from my precum. I saw the man do a double take as he handed out the cash, then a look of disbelief as he went back to get the food. I’m not sure from his angle if he could see the ‘Breed Me’ letters across my chest, but I imagined that he did. A different man brought the lunch and handed it out the window. I wondered if he had told a buddy what he had seen in the care and that man needed to take a look or if it was the normal process. This other man definitely seemed to know where to look and didn’t seem as shocked. As he handed the food out the window, my trainer took his other hand and reached over and grabbed my thigh. The man in the window gave a smile and told us to have a good day as he handed the drinks to my trainer. We drove out onto the street and I couldn’t believe what I had just done, but it felt right. “Why don’t you go ahead and take those shorts all the way off for the drive,” my trainer said. It felt a little awkward sitting in his car with just my jock and shoes on, yet it felt right as well. I felt very submissive sitting there while my trainer was fully clothed. I told my trainer that I was getting a little bit of a headache from the poppers and he told me that there was some aspirin in the glove box and I was welcome to it. I took some and started to each the lunch as we drove towards Palm Springs. I wasn’t sure what to expect as we took the drive, but my trainer broke the ice by just starting to talk about himself. He gave me his background on what he did for a living, how he started having sex with men and how it had progressed over the years. He asked me questions about myself and I found it very easy to talk to him and share my past as well as my current life. I told him about my past relationships and how it never seemed to work as the other men were not dominant enough or didn’t want to get into some of the kinks that turned me on. I let him know that I was content in my current job, but that it wasn’t anything special and that I had plenty of spare time as I didn’t care to put in any extra time at the office. The time seemed to go by quickly as we talked and learned more about each other. At first I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know too much about this man as it could dilute the fantasy side of what was going on, but it seemed to have the opposite effect. The more I knew about this man, the more I wanted to please him. The next thing I knew we were turning off of the highway and had entered Palm Springs. We drove for another ten minutes and then pulled into the parking lot of a gay resort. It had high fencing around the parking lot, so I couldn’t see much of the buildings inside other than the roof line. It looked like there were a few different buildings, at different angles to each other. “You better pull up your shorts,” my trainer told me, “but leave your shirt off”. I got the butterflies in my stomach again as I thought of men seeing me with the words across my chest and back. We got out of the car and got our bags out as well. My trainer had a much larger bag than I had and I wondered what all he had in it. He grabbed the small paper bag from the bookstore and we started for the main door. I noticed that the parking spot he had pulled into said ‘Reserved – Towing Enforced’ and brought that to his attention. I didn’t want to lose my transportation back home. “I guess I didn’t tell you that part yet,” he said, “I’m a co-owner of this resort. That is one of the reasons why I come down here ever few weeks. It comes in handy and you will definitely benefit from my contacts.” I was impressed and turned on again. We walked into the front door where there was an L shaped countertop. The small part of the L was the check in counter and the large part of the L was the bar which faced the pool. “Good to see you are back,” the man behind the counter said as he greeted my trainer with a big smile. “And I like what you brought with you, damn,” he said as I saw his eyes go up and down my body and settle on my face. “Welcome,” he said to me, “enjoy your stay.” With that he buzzed us through the door that lead to the pool and grounds beyond and handed a key to my trainer. “We’ve got number 102 ready for you,” he said. We walked through the door and I noticed that there was a good sized pool with a couple of hot tubs on each end. There were a couple of rows of chairs and lounges for men to lie down on around the pool. There were various buildings of rooms around the pool as well as yard areas with tables and paths between the buildings. There were a few men laying out around the pool, but most of the place was empty. My trainer led me to one of the rooms that overlooked the pool with a slight elevation so that we could see down on the pool and the men from the front porch of the room. He unlocked the door and we went inside. The room was fairly standard, a large bed with a table and two chairs next to the window. There was a dresser along the far wall and nightstands around the bed. I noticed off to the right a door leading to the bathroom. There was also a small refrigerator and microwave in the room as well as a sink. A large TV was suspended from the ceiling and it looked like it was on a pivot so that it could be moved for better viewing. My trainer checked the fridge and I saw beer, soda and bottled water were stocked inside. He then went to what I thought was the closet door and opened it up. “Take a look,” he said. I was surprised to see that it wasn’t a closet, but another room. My heart skipped a beat as I saw the sling suspended from the ceiling, as well as a tub, a rim seat and a locked cabinet. The wall had leather restrains of all kinds hanging off of it in various locations. There was also a TV suspended from the ceiling in this room. “Take those shorts off and get in the tub, I’ve really got to take a piss and it’s time to start getting that clean jock of yours dirty,” my trainer instructed. I have had some small experiences with water sports, but not much. As I took off my shorts, I noticed that I was getting hard. “Take a hit of poppers and enjoy this,” my trainer said. I got in the tub and took the poppers and then laid back. He pulled out his cock. This was the first time that I had seen it in person. I wasn’t expecting to see the big PA. His photos on his profile didn’t show it, but I had noticed that the photos seemed a little dated once I had seen him in person. He stood over me and started to piss. He was aiming for my jock, but the PA caused him to shoot some separate streams in different directions. I felt and saw my jock get wet as I noticed my cock straining to get harder inside the jock. I ran my hands across my chest and legs to feel his piss and rub it into my body. He did have quite a bit to get rid of and as I watched I realized that I did too. I started pissing through my jock as he was finishing. “Oh yeah, that’s good,” he said and watched as I relaxed and pissed. He reached up to the TV and picked up the remote that was fastened to it and handed it to me. “Flip through and find something you like,” he said. “There are a few channels that we control here with gay porn that you can get on this TV. The set in the other room also gets local channels, but this one is just for porn.” “Lay there and soak,” he said, “I’m going to unpack and see if any of the workers need to take a piss”. I wondered what kind of men could show up and just unzip and start taking a piss on me. I tried to relax in the tub as best I could and looked around the room, wondering what this place had in store for me. I heard my trainer on the phone as I flipped through the channels on the TV. There were four channels of gay porn. I noticed that they were all showing bareback films. The first channel was showing a pre-condom film from the 80s. The second was showing leathermen getting it on, while the other two were showing twinks and musclemen. I heard my trainer hang up the phone as I settled on the 80s film. I laid back and squeezed my jockstrap, feeling the piss fall onto my cock. A few minutes later my trainer walked in the room. He was carrying two leather straps. “Let’s try these on and see which one works the best,” he said. He moved in toward my neck. It turned out that the leather strap was a collar. Here again was the feeling of being turned on, yet a little scared at the same time. “We want to make sure the men realize you are only here to be used, not for anything more,” he said as he fastened the first one around my neck. It was a wide black band with studs around the top and bottom. “This one isn’t going to work, I want to make sure that you are comfortable and can move your head around.” He took it off and put the other one on which was not as wide and was just plain black. “Yeah, that looks good” As the words were coming out of his mouth, there was a knock on the door. “Be right back, take a hit of poppers,” he told me. As he walked out of the room, I opened the bottle and took a long hit of poppers, wondering what was in store for me. As I was screwing the top back on the bottle, my trainer walked in the room with three other men. They all took out their cocks, aimed at me. I really was feeling used. Of the three, I was only attracted to one, a 20s Hispanic man with a tool belt around his waist. The other two men were either too old or heavy for my taste, but hearing my trainer tell them to ‘wet me down’ and ‘get me soaking wet’, then telling me to ‘enjoy my shower’ and ‘feel it all’ got me turned on. Knowing that it turned on my trainer to see any man use me was enough for me. After they were done pissing, they zipped up and left. My trainer took a few photos of me sitting in the tub. I hadn’t realized that he had the camera and wondered if he had been taking pictures of me being used. “OK, stand up and pat yourself dry,” he told me as he handed me a towel. I handed him the towel back, and he used it to wipe my jockstrap around the waist band. He uncapped a marker and bent over to start writing on the waistband of my jockstrap. He wrote on the front and the back. As he capped the pen, I looked down and saw ‘Room 102’ on the front. I assumed it was something similar in the back. “I don’t think the men will have any trouble finding you, but you can’t be too sure,” he said. “Bend over,” he said and I felt his hand on the base of the butt plug. I had almost forgotten that it was there. The only times I felt it were when I would bend over and it would tend to go deeper inside me, as well as sometimes where I was sitting down. He spit on my hole and rubbed it around the base of the plug. He slid his finger between the side of my ass and the plug and ran the finger half way around in a circle. He continued to do this as I slowly started to loosen up. My ass was tight around the base of the plug. He told me to take a hit of poppers as he spit on my hole again. As the poppers were taking effect, he took hold of the plug and pulled it out in one quick motion. My ass gave off a suction sound and I almost fell backward, but my trainer caught me. “Let’s go down to the pool now. We can show you off and get the men horny for you, as well as dry off and rest.” He handed me my flip flops and we went down to the pool where my trained stripped to his underwear. Damn, I couldn’t wait to get it on with him. He took out some lotion and rubber it over my chest and back. “We don’t want those words to burn or worse, tan where they can’t be read,” he told me. We spent the next couple of hours at the pool. For a while, I got on an air mattress and showed the men my ass in the jock and the words across my backside. As the afternoon went on, the pool started to get more crowded. Various men came up and talked to my trainer, but no one seemed to talk to me. Many of the men did look at me and smile. I noticed that my trainer also continued to take photos. When the pool got so crowded that most of the chairs were filled, my trainer got up and had me follow him back to the room. We went inside and he told me, “Clean out your ass. Make sure it is clean nice and deep. I’ve got some work that I need to take care of back in the office. Don’t answer the door for anyone. I should be back in about 30 minutes or so.” He continued to show me how he had the proper tools already in the bathroom for me to prepare my ass. He grabbed my ass as he was walking out the door and it felt great. I did as instructed and cleaned out my hole. I was sure that I was good to go before he got back, so I lay down on the bed and turned on the TV and started watching some porn. A few minutes later my trainer came back. “OK, are you ready for some more?” he asked. “Yes Sir,” I answered. “Good, get your bottle of poppers and then get on all fours on the bed. Put your head down so that you can see your ass in the mirror on the wall”. I did as he instructed and noticed that he brought out the small bag from the adult bookstore. “Remember how I told you that the bookstore wasn’t the best place for bareback fun?” he said. Without waiting for an answer he continued, “Although, if you need some anonymous cum, it is abundant if you know the men who work there. That guy behind the counter has been saving the cum filled rubbers that he finds for me. “ He opened the bag and showed me that it was filled with various types of rubbers, holding cum and tied off so they wouldn’t leak. “You won’t be using any lube tonight other than cum,” he told me. “Now relax and watch your hole.” Between my legs, I could see him in the mirror. He took a condom out of the sack and held it so that the cum load drained back to the tip. He then tore off the top where it had been tied together and slowly turned the jagged edge upside down. With one hand he held the condom just above my ass crack and he positioned his other hand with a few fingers against my hole. I watched the load of cum fall from the rubber and onto my ass. I could feel and watch it slide down the crack of my ass. His fingers stopped the load from traveling past my hole and directed it against my hole and started rubbing it in. “Push your hole out,” he said as he rubbed the cum into my skin. He did the same thing with seven more rubbers. It was so hot watching my ass get lubed up in this way. Some of the loads were runny and came out fast, while others were thick and slow. After the third load, he started fingering my hole and pushing the cum inside me as well. As he opened me up, he continued the process and I felt the inside of my hole getting slick. When the seventh load was drained, he told me, “OK, I think we are good for now. If you feel yourself getting dry let me know, we have plenty more, but I don’t think it will be a problem.” “Here take a fresh bottle of poppers and get back in the tub and turn on the TV to channel 22,” he said. I knew from before that this was one of the porn channels. I got in the tub and turned on the TV as instructed as I heard him talking on the phone. The channel was blank for a few seconds and then I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Across the TV screen was the first video that I had made for my trainer. It showed me stripping and laying out the dildos. I knew what was coming next. Across the bottom of the screen was a running message like the TV news shows had. As I read the screen, I started to get harder and feel nervous. The message said: ‘The man pictured here was negative as of Friday morning. He is here to take loads. He will be taking any and all loads. Sign up at the bar for a timeslot. All men who sign up, must show up on time and be prepared to shoot a load within 15 minutes to maintain the schedule. No pullouts, all loads will go inside this man. This will go on through Sunday brunch. When the upper left of the screen is green, this man is taking loads. When it is red, he is resting’. As soon as it was done, it started over again. “What do you think?” my trainer said as he walked into the room. “I don’t know,” I said. He laughed and told me that at least it was an honest answer. I was turned on and overwhelmed. “We have strung together your videos with the photos on your profile as well as those we have taken today. Plus many men noticed you at the pool today. You should be in for a massive breeding.” He watched the screen and mumbled that it wasn’t quite right and left the room. I heard him pick up the phone again and talk. He walked in a few minutes later and watched the screen again. As we were watching, additional text filled the top third of the screen. The letters were transparent so that you could still see the image. There were two rows of three columns on the screen. The first row had the words ‘POZ’, ‘NEG’, and ‘?’ across the columns. The second row showed a “1”, “0”, and “0”. “We are only counting the loads that get directly injected into you by a cock,” he told me. “Now, get up and get your ass in the sling. I wanted you to be able to see the TV screen and see what was being broadcast to all the rooms at this resort, but you are needed facing away from the screen, in the sling.” I got in the sling, put my legs in the straps and held the bottle of poppers tight in my hand.

Having a day off. It's cold. Let's see if I can help out those in need and offer them a warm place.....

OK, I found a pic on Twitter to prove I really did it. Thats me way over on the left.

I love having Tommy living with me as on cold nights I have a warm body to keep me warm, in the mornings we even fuck and suck each other as it’s a great way to start the day. I’m seeing about 8-10 clients a week so my hole is being well used so I’m becoming a size queen when I bottom. Larry ask me if Tommy and I would like a vacation in Key West over spring break from school, SURE as we are both are tired of the cold weather and would like to get a little sun and the money we are to be paid make it a fanatic deal for us. We will be staying with a person we will call Grandpa who is in his late 60s and was release from jail for being a member of NAMBLA and his boy OG. We find OG at the airport and the 4 other boys we will be vacationing with, OUCH these boys are HOT and we will be staying with them , this is getting better and better as when Tommy see them he goes into sex over drive with a ragging hard on. We get to Grandpa place and it’s an island with no one else on it with this big house on it surrounded by a white sand beach. For his age Grandpa is in great shape as he meets us in a tight bathing suit showing off his hard monster dick.He explain the rules , we are to be naked all the time , we will all take a turn on the fuck bunch for the nightly gang bang , there will be plenty of GHB , Tina, Poppers and Molly for us to use. OG is available for massages , putting sun screen on us and is not to touch us and sexually as he is in chastity , OG is about the same age as all 6 of are JAIL BATE. I just want to get into the warm water and get out of my clothes and so do the other boys and once we are in it does not take us long to start doing what we all came here for , kissing running our hands over each others bodies with this hot group as Grandpa is watching and we are putting on a show. When we come out Grandpa is holding 6 straws ads we are to pull them out and the short straw is tonight victim for the gang bang. Tommy has never done this and I know his hole real well. I tell him to load up on GHB 1 hour before and a booty bump. Grandpa has it set up with lights so he can film for his friends, as Tommy walks his I can see the GHB and booty bump have done their job. I led him over , tied off his arm and gave Tommy his very first time getting a slam , as he coughs we all go in for the kill. Tommy is such natural as I want to go first as I just spit and ease my dick into Tommy hole and the bump and GHB have done their job , he is very relax as I bang away wile he is sucking another ones dick. Grandpa wants all of us when we drop our loads deep in the hole we are fucking and I’m balls deep I explode in Tommy hole and when I can pump out any more cum I pull out and walk around to Tommy face for him to clean my dick off, what a slut he has become and I’m a bigger slut. Grandpa says who is next After 5 of us have cum in Tommy hole and leaking cum out Grandpa tell us to fuck Tommy again and again till we are all exhausted and cum is flowing out of his hole, I put 3 loads in Tommy. Now its Grandpa turn and drives right into Tommy hole and is screaming from Grandpa MONSTER dick ( its like a beer can and the longest I have ever seen) Tommy is in real pain and is asking for more and more , that is how much Tina and GHB I have given him and Grandpa is just giving Tommy all he can going all the way out them balls deep as fast as he can and when he cums its like a water fall of cum flowing out of Tommy hole and some blood and Grandpa says I hope you are on PrEP as I’m POZ and very toxic.

I set myself up in a hotel room in our nearby third-rate wannabe-city and posted a CL ad as an all-night, door open, cumdump bottom, just to see what, if anything, would materialize in such a limited environment on a Saturday night from 9pm on. Answer: Not a lot. Except. The first man who walked in the door had a difficult time getting hard, but once he did he fucked me for a solid hour, even though he planted his seed deep in me about a third of the way through. It was an anon load, and he left a very nice jock behind; I don't know whether on purpose or not. The man who followed him a little later had a much bigger cock that had no problem getting hard, and he reamed me for half an hour in the whole Kama Sutra of positions before I realized that he had stealthed me by putting a condom on. It's now 2am, I'm still ass-up, the door's still unlocked... here's hoping.

I was feeling horny, so I phoned in sick and went to the sauna in the next town. It is down a side-street in a pretty run down area. The place is none too clean, and the clientele tend to be older, sleazy and not exactly in shape, but I was only interested in stiff cocks. I undressed, put my stuff in a locker and then headed upstairs, wearing just a towel, heading for the third floor where the darkrooms, cubicles and slings are located. As I expected, the third floor was dark and smelled of body odor. As my eyes adjusted, I saw a space off to one side with a bench on one wall. I could just make out a figure laying there, so I went inside and began feeling his body, my hand sliding down his heavy belly, and when I reached his crotch I found a stubby erection standing straight-up. Sighing happily, I knelt beside him and began to suck the veiny cock which oozed pre-cum onto my tongue. My towel had slid down and my bare ass was up-raised. Suddenly I felt a hand on my ass, and a finger dripping with lube sliding into my arse hole. I gasped, but before I could react anymore, the finger was replaced with a long, thin cock which slid smoothly into my rectum. I barely had time to realise he wasn't wearing a condom when the fat guy lying beneath me produced some poppers and clamped the bottle to my nose. I inhaled deeply and felt my body sag in sweet surrender to the naked cock sliding deliciously in and out of me. It was all over so quickly. He stiffened, gasped and then his cock was throbbing and spurting into me. After he finished, he slid out, gave a low chuckle and said "You're fucked, sunshine" and then he was gone. I was still flying from the poppers, barely able to understand what I had done when the fat guy pulled me down to the bench onto my side, with my back to him, his arms locked around my chest, his belly squashed against my back, and his thick, blunt cock nosing easily into my sperm-filled hole. He grunted and began to thrust, at the same time producing the bottle and forcing me to sniff. "Aw, christ!" he gasped "Gonna cum in you, boy." And then his whole body rippled and shook, I realised a second man had cum in my ass. When he was finished, I rolled away and lay on my back, gasping. He clambered heavily over me and ruffled my hair, laughed and remarked "Hope you liked what I gave you!" Then he was gone. Later, I went down to the coffee bar and started chatting with a moustached guy with pierced nipples. He said he wanted to fuck me, but, as I had noticed a discreet biohazard tattoo on his hip, I answered his invitation asking "I'm not sure, but you're poz, aren't you?" He gave an evil laugh and said "I wouldn't worry about that. Your ass has already been mentioned in despatches by some good friends of mine. You've been pozzed twice today already!" He finished his coffee and stood up. The towel stood out with the outline of a a heavy erection. "C'mon," he invited, adding "your arse is mine...."

This is my first story on here Bald Man Stealths Young Stud Daniel was sitting at the bar. He was from a small town in Oklahoma and recently transferred to a college in Miami. His hometown was extremely conservative, and he always had to hide the fact he was gay and always participated in masculine activities to hide it. He was on the football and baseball teams, and even had girlfriends to add to the illusion, but deep down, he knew that all he wanted was to get fucked hard by men. The only time he had ever had any gay experience was a time he jerked off in a bathroom with another guy while in Tulsa. But that was going to change tonight- and he would remember it forever. Daniel participates in intra-mural sports because he still likes athletics, keeping his body fit. He was around 5'10", trimmed his body hair very short, and has thick black hair and slightly tanned skin. His dick isn't huge (around 6.5") but he didn't intend on topping tonight. The bar that he was in was not too lively. It was a place to pick up guys and go fuck. He saw it on a website- it was far from his campus and was quite low-key. Even in Miami, he still didn't feel ready to come out. But what he didn't know was that this bar was frequented by HIV Postitive men, which he would soon come to know very well. A man approached him at the bar, he was older, had a swimmer's body, and he was around 45 and had a shaved head and a thick beard to match. Daniel always had an affinity men that looked like him. He was around 6'3", so he was substantially taller than him. The man looked at him and asked with a deep voice, "Can I buy you a drink?" Daniel looked at him, smiled, and said, "Sure. Just a beer is fine." "Well you heard him, a beer for the him please," he said to the bartender. The bartender quickly filled up a glass from the tap, placed a napkin on the bar, followed by the beer. "You don't look like you're from around here," the man said, noting Daniel's mannerisms and conservative way of dress. "I'm not. I'm actually from Bumfuck, USA," Daniel said while the man laughed. "You remind me of when I was your age. In college in a new city, looking to fuck the nearest man I could find," he said. "I moved here when I was around 19, and it has been a wild time. I'm Sean, by the way." "Daniel." They did the usual small talk about sports, the weather, etc, and drank a few beers until Sean looked at him and said, "Do you want to go back to my place?" Daniel responded with a shaky, "Yeah, sure!" Sean paid for both of their tabs, ordered an Uber, and they headed back to his apartment. When they walked in, Daniel was taken aback. It was on a higher floor of a pretty nice building, overlooking the Miami River with a huge window which took up the entire wall opposite of the entrance. It was night, so you could see the lights of the other buildings, but not much else. Inside the apartment was more interesting. It was a bit cold, and the furniture was quite modern with sharp edges that contrasted the grain of the black hardwood floors. To the right was a modern kitchen with stainless steel appliances and black cabinets. The room was entirely black and white, with only a few blood red accent pieces to break the contrast. To the left, he could see an unlit hallway which he somehow knew would lead down a dark path. Sean dropped his keys into a blood red dish sitting on a black table next to the door, snapping Daniel out of the almost hypnotic fugue the apartment gave him. "Wow this place is... nice," Daniel said in a wavering voice. It truly was nice compared to his shitty dorm room. "Do you want a drink?" Sean said as he made his way into the Kitchen area. "Sure," Daniel responded. Sean opened the freezer pulling out a bottle of vodka, and said, "Is vodka soda alright?" "Yeah," Daniel said. Sean poured two drinks and walked over and handed on to him. He looked at Daniel and commented, "You look nervous." "Yeah its just that... I've never really... done this before." "What, hook up with a random guy you just met in a bar before?" Sean said with a laugh. "Among other things," Daniel said, feeling a bit more relaxed. "It's alright. I used to be nervous doing this sort of thing too. It takes practice," he said slyly as he took the empty glass from Daniels hand and placing both glasses on the table. Daniel looked at him for a second and felt his face flush as Sean looked him in the eye. Sean then embraced and kissed him. Daniels legs felt wobbly. Daniel wondered whether it was the booze or how good it felt to finally touch a man like this. The kissing became more intense as Sean began unbuttoning his shirt. Daniel immediately went for his chest and began his descent. He took a pause at his belly button and noticed a biohazard tattoo and wondered what that meant. He didn't wonder for very long as he began to unbuckle Sean's belt, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, and pulling them down. Underneath was a pair of white boxer briefs which struggled to keep what looked like a huge package contained. He pulled them down too, exposing what was an 8 inch dick and about as round as a beer can. He began sucking and jerking it, struggling with its size. Sean tilted his head back and let out a moan of pleasure. After a few minutes, Sean nudged him up and said, "Let's go to the bedroom." He took of his shoes, socks, and pants from around his ankles and headed for the hallway. Daniel followed, undressing himself completely on the way. The bedroom was similarly designed like the rest of the apartment. Black woods floors, white walls, and a black bed with blood red bedding atop of it. Sean turned around, embraced Daniel and kissed him once again. He reached down and stroked Daniel's hard cock for a few seconds. Immediately after, Sean took Daniel and pushed him on the bed and started sucking his dick. Daniel started moaning, looking down at Sean as he expertly pleasured him. He placed a hand on his completely smooth head and closed his eyes enjoying the moment. He started to tense up and said, "I think I'm gonna cum." Sean pulled up and said, "I'm not near finished with you yet." He flipped him over and started licking his asshole. Daniel moaned harder, never feeling any sensation like this before. After about 30 seconds of this, Sean pushed his index finger at his hole. "Damn you've got a tight ass," as he began sliding his finger into Daniel's virgin hole. Daniel let out a moan as Sean began fingering his with no lube. He immediately added another finger and pushed them deep into his hole. He twisted them around, and Daniel could feel his fingernails dig into the wall of his hole. Daniel thought that this must just be how it is as he moaned into the blood red pillow, writhing in ecstatic pleasure. Sean pulled his fingers out and said, "Turn over. I want to look at you while I do this." Daniel obliged, turn over and putting his legs around Sean as he got between them. Sean spit on his hand, rubbed it on his dick, and started pushing at Daniel's hole. A thought crossed Daniel's mind to ask him to put on a condom, but it felt so good right now he didn't even care. As Sean managed to get his rock hard dick inside his tight hole, Daniel's eyes shot wide open as he let out a pained moan and gripped the blood red fabric of the bed spread. Sean leaned over him, kissing him as he started fucking him. Daniel felt Sean's dick picking up the pace, feeling the friction of the skin on skin struggling to be lubricated with only a bit of spit. Daniel was in a state of utter pleasure looking at Sean in the eye while he was getting fucked. After a few minutes Sean's fucking was getting more desperate. He was feeling his own pleasure peaking. Sean said, "I'm gonna cum." Daniel thought about asking him to pull out, but before the thought could come out of his mouth, Sean kissed him again. Daniel came right then, without touching his dick, feeling himself being pumped full of Sean's cum. Sean slowed down, moaning through the painful pleasure of fucking after you've cum. He pulled out and collapsed beside Daniel as they both panted, both of them staring at the ceiling while they lay on the blood red bed. Daniel did not know at that moment that Sean would be a part of him forever.

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.

Well I guess I should explain I live with another gay guy, Tom. He always gets the hottest and greatest asses. He has a beautiful body with just the right amount of tattoos on his body to drive you wild. I love to sit in the living room listening to him fuck some hot guys. After the guy leaves Tom sits down in chair in the living room, opens a red spiral bound notebook from his end table, makes some notes and frequently will chuckle saying as he puts the book away, saying "That hottie was just initiated into the club." He then generally went to bed or went about his business. I finally had to see what was in the book after we had been roommates for a couple months. There must have been close to 200 names in the book. Each page was marked at the top with a month and year, with the earliest date going back to March, 2003, but only one name was recorded, I]John[/i] and beside the name, was a smiley face and paragraph telling about how John initated him into the club. I thought it odd there were no notations for the balance of the year other than that one entry. The next page was dated April 2004. There were four names on the page and behind the name was either a smiley face or a star with a big circle around. I just laughed and thought Tom must enjoy all the ass he gets, and put the book back. I never told him I looked at his book 'cause we tried to respect each other's privacy. About three months ago Tom invited me to go with him to the club. His boys were out of town and he needed some drinks and some ass, so I decide to go. It was hot at the club and before long guys were all over Tom. I was sitting beside him at the bar and a hottie named John came over to me and started flirting with me. He led me to dance floor to dance and pushed me to a corner to kiss me and pin me to the wall. He asked how far my place was from the bar. I replied "Ten minutes." He asked if we could go there. I pointed to Tom saying he and I had ridden together. John looked over, registered Tom, and remarked it looked like he might be going home with someone else tonight. I looked over and saw John was almost certainly right: Tom was paying his tab and leaving with one of the hotties from the bar. He looked over at me, gestured to the door, indicating he was leaving. John kissed me again and said "Come on, let's go," paying my tab and smiling at the bartender. What a nice guy. We left and went to my place. Before we could get the door closed he was kissing me and taking off his clothes. He pushed me onto the couch and stripped me naked. We ended up naked and he kissed me and asked if I had a condom, to which I replied "No." "Damn" he replied "I can't fuck you without a condom. I got to have one." He then asked if my roommate had any, and he got up and headed into Tom's room, returning with a box of condoms with a big star with a circle around it. He smiled and said "Now I can fuck the shit out of you boy." It wasn't long before we were fucking like animals and I was enjoy feeling his eight inch cock in my ass. He was rough and enjoyed making me really feel him inside me. He leaned down and kissed me and started to moan, saying "Yeah, here it cums." And with that I could feel the warmth of his explosion in my ass. John collasped on top of me and we lay there for a few minutes, his cock still deep inside my hole. Then he withdrew, stood-up, and freaked saying "Oh fuck dude, oh fuck. I'm sorry dude. The condom must have broken. He was visibly upset. I replied "It's OK, John, it happens." He stammered "No, it isn't OK. I have Aids, and my cum will infect you." I lay there, trying to remember what I should do, if anything, as he dressed to leave. Just then Tom walked in, greeted us, and turned to me saying "How do you know John?" Tom then noticed the box of condoms, and before John or I could get a word in, Tom asked "Did you borrow those from my room?" I replied "Yeah, he wouldn't fuck me without a condom." Tom chuckled saying "Well welcome to the club roomie. Those are my trick condoms for those guys who say they won't fuck without condoms. I cut the tips off and put them back in the pack so no one knows but me." He then laughed and said "John initiated me in the club in early 2000s. Doctors said he wouldn't live another six months, but here he is." He walked over to his book saying "See this book? This is list of all the guys I've pozzed. I put a star with a big circle if I had to stealth them with the trick condoms." Tom chuckled again saying "I always thought I would get to poz your ass. It never occurred to me my benefactor would have the honors."

Moderator's Note: The first couple of pages of this story don't have chasing in them. It only starts near the end. I've been lurking on here for a while and decided to post about my experiences slowly progressing from a safe sex only guy to a bareback slut. I don't know how many of these stories I'll post, but if y'all like them, I'll post more. I grew up in the late 80s/early 90s in New York. In my brain back then, everyone who was gay died. I tried hard to hide my sexuality. When I would lapse and mess around with a guy, it was only oral and making out. I never swallowed cum and always felt guilty afterward. Eventually Aaron, a neighbor boy, and I started trying to fuck. It hurt and we stopped most times, until one night in a not yet developed part of his subdivision he fucked me. It was safe that time and every time he fucked me after. I'd always feel guilty after Aaron and I messed around, but we always did it again until I graduated from high school. After that, we only saw each other when I was home from college. Aaron is another story. My freshman year, I didn't really fool around with guys much. I joined a fraternity, dated girls, drank and partied. In was my sophomore year when I met my first boyfriend. He was a medical student, 4 years older than me, at 23. He always topped me and he always used protection. I was also not really satisfied with our sex, but I was in love. That is, until we broke up about a year after we started dating. It was my junior year and I moved out of the fraternity house spring semester because I was tired of having a roommate. I moved in with a straight guy and finally had my own room. I hooked up with a bunch of guys and was learning to top as well as bottom. I was having a blast. I was still all about using condoms every time I fucked back then. I was very serious about only playing safe. Then I turned 21 and my friends and I started going to the gay bars to dance and drink. It's here that I should say I was 6'2", blonde, blue eyes, 185 lbs with a 30" waist and a 7.5"cut cock. I became really popular at the bars, not that I thought anything of it. I would hookup with guys and still always used protection, but the more I drank the more likely I was to get fucked that night by a guy I had just met - white, black, latino, asian, didn't matter as long as they were young and hot. One night, I was dancing on the box in jeans and a pretty tight fraternity t-shirt and this guy got on the box with me and we started grinding. We kissed and went to get a drink. We ran into friends and I learned this guy's name was Matt. We had a few drinks, danced some more, and I could feel his dick getting hard as he was grinding my ass. He said let's have another drink and talk. We went off and talked and drank some more and he turned out to be a really cool guy. Unfortunately, he wasn't a local. He was in town for work and staying with a friend for the weekend. After a while, he kissed me and his hand slipped into my pants and grabbed my ass. We made out at the bar like that for a while and then he pushed me into a darker corner and slipped his hand down the back of my pants and underwear and rubbed my hole. I moaned and I kissed him hard and asked if he wanted to get out of there. We left and went back to his friend's place a few blocks away. He had me naked as soon as we were in the door. I didn't even know if his friend was home, but I was naked and sucking Matt's cock in the living room of this apartment. He was hard and I was getting his cock wet as fuck. I wanted to make him feel good more than anything in that moment. He took his shirt off and then as he got the rest of his clothes off he told me to turn around. I got on all 4s and he ate my ass. No one had ever done that before. I was in heaven. I was moaning and pushing my ass back on Matt's tongue. He ate my ass for about 10 minutes and then he turned me over and we made out and I could taste myself on him. It was so hot. I wrapped my legs around his waist and we must've made out for 20 minutes or more. It felt like forever and I was so into it. The whole time his cock was rubbing in my ass crack and poking at my hole. I knew we should stop and get a condom but I was so turned on and I figured we wouldn't fuck yet. His cock felt so good on my ass that a spread my legs more and just then his cock slipped in my ass about halfway. I was shocked and so was he. We hadn't used any lube and he wasn't trying to penetrate me yet, but there was his cock in my ass bareback. It felt so good. I grabbed his ass and as he looked into my eyes questioningly, I said, "Don't stop. Fuck me." He started to rock his bare cock in and out of my ass. I loved it. No cock had ever felt this good in my ass, On the floor on this random guy's friend's apartment, I was getting barebacked and I loved it. I thought about stopping but I didn't want to. I knew it was dangerous, but it felt so great that I just kept kissing him and saying "Fuck Me." It didn't take long before I felt him getting close to cumming. He started tensing up and I slid my hands down his back and grabbed his ass hard. He looked at me as said, "I'm going to cum in your ass." I said, "Do it. Cum in me." and I pulled him into me as he shot his cum in my ass. I'd never felt anything like it. It felt so good that I came right after he shot his load in me. He said, "Wow that was so hot.' and he slipped his cock out of my ass. He said, let's take a shower and we did. In the shower he said, "I never thought you'd take get fucked bareback. You seem like such a good boy." I told him that was my first time bareback and he got hard immediately. He asked if I wanted his bare cock in me again. I just leaned against the shower wall and spread my legs. He lined up his cock and for the second time ever, I let a cock in me without a condom. He fucked me there until the water got cold and then we went out to the couch in the living room. He slid his bare cock in me again fucked me on the couch on the living room eight next to my jeans where I knew I had a condom in the pocket. I didn't want the condom though. I just was his bare cock. I was on all 4s and he was behind me. He was getting close again and I was jerking my cock. It's then that he said, "Tell me you want my cum." I heard a noise, but was so into getting fucked that I just said loudly, "Cum in my ass." He blew his load into my ass. I was so turned on that I was in a haze. I had just let a dude cum in me again and I loved it. After a few seconds, we looked up and there was his friend who had just seen me getting fucked and heard me begging for cum. He smiled and said, "Glad you're having fun Matt." I was so embarrassed. Matt was too, but less so than me. Matt and I slept together that night for a bit, but I couldn't sleep knowing what I'd just done and been seen doing. I left Matt my phone number and left for my own apartment. I was really freaked out, but that night and for almost a month I jerked off remembering Matt fucking me bareback and cumming in my ass. I told myself I wouldn't fuck again without condoms, but part of me knew that wasn't true.

Tonight was a first for me on several levels. I went to the Bear Party in Manhattan for the first time. After stripping down, I walked back to the play space with poppers and lube in hand. A few guys on BZ had posted there was no bb at Bear Party, so I decided to see what I could manage. The play spaces were — dimly lit with dark velvet curtains dividing spaces, and pleather furniture — couches and ottomans. Very heady space ideal for random anon play. I lubed my hole and did a loop, taking in the men, letting them get a Site if me, and surveying the rooms. I connected eyes with a very sexy Latino bear. We found one another in the middle, draped room, and made out. Once I bent over to start blowing him, all the magic started.... i let myyself slip into the sensory experience. The sound of poppers being inhaled from small bottles in the twilight, with hints of that sharp aroma in the air. Fingers explored the crack of my ass, playfully spreading my hole open. One cock, then another found their way into my mouth. One was thick and curved, while another was shorter and pointed. A third was smooth to the touch with an enlarged head. I poppered up, turned around, and rubbed my ass against the Latino bear’s cock. I tilted my head back to make out with him while his cock slid along my ass. I thought he’d pill out and find a rubber. But no. I felt hi. Position his hardon to penetrate my ass raw. That sexy bear fucked me bent over, his dick gliding in and out so smoothly. I repositioned over an ottoman so I wouldn’t fall over. I could vaguely see an audience gathered around, and a handsome muscle guy was egging us on to fuck. I could tell I was the only one getting fucked in the place. ”I’m gonna cum,” he told me. I actually hesitated to take his load, and started to pull off his cock. I was going to ha e him shoot across my ass cheeks. But he grabbed my waist and pulled me back into his cock. He pounded me in front of everyone, and finally shot his load in my hole. He pounded me a couple quick thrusts before pulling out. We kissed a couple minutes, me feeling his chest, before another cock pressed against my hole. i spent the evening bent over furniture, my ass spread wide for any hardon. One ... two .... three .... four .... one guy would breed my hole, step back without a word, and another would slide in. No one spoke. No one asked about condoms. And no one other than that firsthotbear warned me he was cumming. I switched positions a few times, and felt the cum running down my balls and legs. I’d read a few stories here on BZ about it, but I kept thinking I finally knew what it feels like to be a total cumdump. A couple of the older, overweight men had worked their way into the line. I left my ass up for them — I never saw anyone else bottoming, let alone taking it raw. I finally walked away having shot my load while being fucked by a big uncut dick. I was dripping sweat, lube, and cum. I felt like a sloppy pig. Now I want it again.

The story below is the first part of "Sex Pig Diaries" which I have found in an email from a Yahoo Group which no longer exists. I didn't write this, but it is of a standard that deserves to be shared again. Enjoy!..... The story recounts my raw adventures with cum pigs and poz guys. Note that this is not a complete list, just some notable highlights. CJ: My First Poz Load The first poz load I took was way back in the mid-1980s. At that time AIDS was getting a lot of attention from the press, but unless you lived in NYC, San Francisco, or Los Angeles it was still a remote thing to most gay men. However, within the next year or two everything >would change. The guys name was CJ. He was a work friend and occasional fuck buddy of my lover at the time, David. I remember when I first met CJ I thought he was just the hottest thing I'd ever seen. He was good looking, well proportioned, sweet natured, had an ass like an inverted valentine, and... according to Dave...was totally humpy guy in bed. Actually, CJ was the human equivalent of a golden retriever, fun loving, always happy, and not too picky about what lap he jumped into. He was also my first bear chaser though the terms did not really exist then. So eventually CJ got around to me. I remember when he first kissed me, it felt like I was melting and I swear to God I felt my knees buckle. Now I had always enjoyed kissing, but it was not until that time that I realized the movie caliber kisses actually did exist. After that we played around a bit, but jealousy on my partner's part and envy on mine made it problematic. So I sort of dismissed CJ and filed him under the category "David's Friend" and didn't think much more of it. Then one Saturday day CJ called. Dave was at his photography class and was planning to meet CJ afterwards for some lunch. CJ wondered if I'd like to join them. I thought I really shouldn't given the tension CJ generally caused between Dave and myself, but it was one of those sparkling Spring days and I wanted to get out of the house. So CJ said he would drop by on his way to meet Dave. I didn't think much about the arrangement, that's until CJ showed up about half an hour early and basically jumped me. The first thing we did was make out like crazed teenagers. Again, this was movie stuff...hot and consuming...and at some point our clothes came off. Next think I know, CJ lifts my legs and is eating the beejesus out of my ass. This was new to me. I had eaten butt a number of times and quite liked it, but no one had ever rimmed me before. CJ suddenly stoped his ministrations and pressed his nice sized and uncut cock to my hole. I knew what was going to happen and I was a bit reluctant...not because any thoughts of AIDS, but because I was still ambivalent about getting fucked. It had happened a few times with my partner and some other guys and sometimes it was great and sometimes it was not. Well CJ slipped it into me and I discovered the wonders of getting fucked by an uncut cock. Thanks to his spit, foreskin, and a decent taper, he entered with little friction and for the first time I felt stuffed instead of in pain. I think I became a confirmed pig bottom at that moment, not that I don't top on occasion. It was simply amazing. It was so primal and when I felt and tasted the sweat pouring off of CJ my head went to that other place that only a good, sound fucking can take it. The next thing I know, CJ clamped his mouth onto mine, groaned under his breath, and unloaded in me. Well, we ended up meeting Dave only a few minutes late and proceeded to have a nice afternoon together. We ended up at a local mall and I remember walking around feeling slightly bow legged and CJs load gradually leak out of me. Still, when I got home a few hours later and used the can, I noted there was still quite a bit of cum in me. I guess it was about six months later that CJ discovered he was HIV positive. He told us because my partner was in the hospital and CJ was concerned it was because he infected him. Dave's problem was actually a heart valve infection and through the course of diagnosis it was discovered that he was still negative. However, I did need to get tested. I was petrified, but not because I thought CJ infected me or that I regretted what I did. I was going though a lot then with Dave's illness and I just remember feeling beleaguered by this new responsibility. And remember, this was when it took weeks to get test results back, so between that and Dave's illness and eventual open heart surgery I was sick with worry. I remember at one point taking one of Dave's valiums and sitting there and wondering "Ok, am I ever going to relax?" Turns out I am resistant to valium. Things eventually quieted down and even though CJ was poz, we both still played with him on occasion...though always safely. However, ever time CJ fucked me, part of me wanted him to remove that rubber and fuck me like he did on that brilliant Spring day. A few years later, I found out he probably would have when it was discovered he had barebacked a few acquaintances of ours. To this day, I don't know if he was trying to infect these people or just denying his own condition. Anyway, all turned out still negative. In fact, I know of no one ever CJ infected.

Going to see a local guy tonight, he's a dad already and is really into pregnancy risk sex.

"muscledhorse" I am so like you ... Like you "Musclehorse" I love to be in situations where many and all are welcummmmm and even so I understand why so many go for quantity, my answer to the question is: I PREFER QUALITY - lets face it .. even at a party, or in a sauna or wherever multiple cocks are available and use your willing cunt - it is those who truly know what they want and how to give it to you, who you will remember ... and those men are QUALITY and those wants over and over again

Still hosting if anyones interested. Had a few cocks recently.

Best is ass up in skank motel. Dudes show up to cum. All exposed with our holes open. Not like bathhouse where some dudes want to last.

Thanks for the comments. ---------- Part 15 - Testing… 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, Testing… Aaron parked the car he borrowed from the car rental company and walked the block to the clinic. His stomach was in knots he was so nervous and was afraid he was going to vomit. His body still ached and his neck was swollen still but he needed to know what he was sick from. Walking in, he noticed a large waiting room with almost all young men sitting in the chairs. A few looked like they were still in high school and a few were older guys in their 40’s or 50’s, but most looked to be about his age or a few years older. Most of the people waiting were by themselves but there were a few pairs of guys and one group of four guys. He looked at his watch and realized he was over 30 minutes early and walked up to the desk and quietly told the male receptionist that he was there for an appointment. The guy smiled and asked his name and handed him some forms to fill out. Aaron checked the guy out, reading his name tag which said “Douglas” and noticed he had a pride bracelet like the one Mark had, which put Aaron more at ease. “Everything is confidential, so please be honest. We can’t help you if you don’t tell us everything” the receptionist said. Aaron took the papers and a pen and found a seat away from everyone else and started filling out the forms. He couldn’t believe how much info they wanted. “Date of last sexual encounter”, “same or opposite sex partners?” “Do you have individual or group sex?” “Do you practice safe sex? Yes/no/sometimes/mostly/rarely” “Do you consider yourself heterosexual, bisexual, homosexual, pansexual?” “how many sexual partners have you had in the past 30 days?” and it went on. He felt uncomfortable answering the questions truthfully and hoped that Mark was right about them not shaming him for being gay and the reckless sex he had been having. He finally finished the forms and took them back to Douglas who told him to take a seat and they would call him when the doctor was ready and then winked at Aaron. Sitting in the chair, he looked around the room. Every possible type of person was there - thin and fat; muscled or not; black, white, asian, hispanic and several he had no idea what ethnic group they were in; hipsters, preppy guys, average joes, hippies, jocks, cubs, bears, daddies and twinks; healthy looking guys and a few that looked not so healthy; one guy looked like some of the pictures he had seen of AIDS patients on the net. He kept looking over at the group of four guys and wondered what their deal was. “Who would go get tested for STDs with their friends?” he wondered. Soon a nurse came out and paged someone named ‘Steven’ and the asian guy from the group of four got up and went into what he guessed were the exam rooms. Finally a nurse came out from the door and called “Joe and Aaron.” Another one of the group of four got up at the same time Aaron did and they both went to the door with the nurse, the other guy, Joe, saying “Hi” to him with a smile and Aaron replied with a quiet “hi.” They were ushered down the hall and Joe was put in one exam room and Aaron the one next door. The nurse weighed him, took his temperature which was still a little high, and blood pressure which was quite high, probably from the stress. The nurse told him to stay seated and a doctor would be in shortly. When the doctor came in he had a very relaxed demeanor and seemed to be in his mid 30’s, wearing a lab coat over a shirt with a tie and dress pants and looking pretty athletic. The doctor looked over the forms that Aaron had filled out and Aaron saw a few smiles and a few frowns on the doctor’s face. “So, Aaron. It looks like you’re a pretty active young gay guy. Pretty normal, to be honest. Now, tell me about this illness you had this past weekend and why you’re worried about it.” Aaron explained what had happened and started to cry again. The doctor calmed him down and told him “Don’t be hard on yourself about this. Sometimes we meet guys that aren’t so nice and regret it. I’ve had my share. It’s my job to figure out if you did catch anything and then treat it.” The doctor did a few tests in the room and checked his throat, neck, and joints before having him undress completely and then examined him below the waist, including bending him over and examining his hole. Aaron started to get aroused as the doctor pushed a lubed finger into him. As he turned back around he was embarrassed to let the doctor see his hard-on. The doctor said “I guess that still works fine, then” he chuckled and then added “Don’t worry, most gay men enjoy anal exams so I’m used to it. So, the only thing left is to get some blood tests done. Between those and the cultures I took, we’ll know in a couple days whats really going on.” Aaron looked surprised “A couple days?” “Yeah, we have a lot of lab work between you and all the other patients you saw in the waiting room, so we won’t know the results until late tomorrow or Friday” the doctor explained. After getting dressed, Aaron got led down the hall to another small waiting area for the blood tests. There, he ran into the guy from before, Joe. Joe checked him out as Aaron took the seat next to him. “So, just a regular test or did someone give you something besides a good time?” Joe asked with a smile. Aaron looked at him with a horrified look and finally answered “Uh, not sure yet. Guess I’ll find out in a few days.” “Sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude. I’m just trying to break the ice. Most of us are here for the same reason. Nothing to be ashamed of” Joe said as he put his arm around Aaron’s shoulder squeezing it. The door opened and Aaron recognized the asian guy from earlier walk out towards Joe. “Fucking vampire took four vials of blood” the guy told Joe, who responded “You’ll survive, Steven” Aaron’s eyes got big. He hated needles and the comment was making him feel even sicker. Joe got up and went inside and Aaron slid down to the first chair as another patient showed up for a blood test. It was another guy from the group of four he saw before - the ginger haired guy that Aaron had stared at earlier. “Hey, don’t look so down. It’s just a blood test, not death row” the guy told Aaron as he sat down next to him. The guy reached over and squeezed Aaron’s leg saying “Hi, I’m Dennis. First time here?” “Uh, yeah” Aaron replied. “You get used to it. It’s the price you pay for getting laid” Dennis said with a laugh and then asked “You go to school here?” “Uhhh, no. I live south of here. I didn’t want to see my old doctor in case he said something to my parents” Aaron said after a long pause. He looked down at his feet hoping Dennis would just leave him alone. “Ah, gotcha. Been there, done that. Don’t worry, everyone here is cool and they’ll help you no matter what” Dennis said as the door opened and Joe walked out. Aaron got up to go in and was shaking as he walked into the room. Aaron looked at the guy that Steven had called a vampire earlier. He was a really cute blonde haired, blue eyed twink with a big smile. Aaron thought he could be a model. After verifying Aaron’s information and sensing Aarons uneasiness giving blood, the lab tech suggested that Aaron look at a painting on the wall and distracted him with a few jokes. Aaron barely sensed the needle going in and before he knew it the needle was out and his arm was bandaged over the wound. “All done! They probably have already set up a followup appointment on Friday to let you know the results. Don’t worry, just keep a positive outlook” the lab tech said with a wink. Aaron got up and opened the door. As he walked out, Dennis was walking towards him and gave him a piece of paper whispering “I don’t know if you’re interested, but here’s my number. Give me a call if you need to talk or want to get together.” Aaron walked back out into the waiting room and over to the receptionists desk. He said to Douglas, the receptionist, “They said I might already have an appointment set up for Friday.” “No, not yet. You can either just walk in and wait for an opening or set up a time. What works best for you?” Douglas asked. “An appointment. Anything after 10 and before 4, I guess” answered Aaron. “I have a 10:30am. That ok?” “Yeah” Aaron said, wondering how he was going to make it almost 2 more days. “OK, here’s your reminder card” Douglas said looking at Aaron with a smile “Relax, everything will be fine. Find something to do to keep your mind busy while waiting for the results.” “Thanks” said Aaron as he turned around. Near the door was three of the guys from the group all standing there looking at him. He walked towards the door trying not to make eye contact, but couldn’t keep his eyes off Dennis who smiled at him and gave him a gesture for Aaron to call him. Aaron walked outside and down the street. He got in the car and just sat there, shaking. “What the fuck have I done? My life may be over and I have to wait two days to find out. And what the hell, almost everyone in the clinic tried to hit on me!” The light was peeking through the curtains and Derrick rolled over and put his arm around Tony, pinching his nipple on the way. Tony moaned and awoke with a smile. “I heard the boys are getting tested today. What do you think their chances are?” he said to Derrick. “With as many loads as we gave those three, I doubt they’ll be neg, but Mark’s brother only let Mark breed him. I don’t know how toxic he is, so I’ll say 50/50 for him. We should probably go to the clinic too. My cock’s been dripping again” said Derrick. “Yeah, mine too. I tagged the new barback last night after we closed. Fuckin’ hot boy, but damn is he dumb. He believed me when I told him part of his job as barback was to take all the other employees bareback and he had a week to get bred by everyone or we would fire him.” Tony said. “Fuck yeah. I saw him hustling around refilling ice and glasses when I was there last night. Hot body, great ass and a big bulge” Derrick replied. “He got four out of 11 guys last night, so he’s on his way. Luis and I were the first to breed him and left him sloppy for the other two bartenders. He said he wasn’t a bottom, but by the time I shot my load he was begging to get fucked more. He should be knocked up pretty quick. I want to get him as a server for the other club. I think he’ll be good for that. Oh, by the way… any luck lining up special guests for the next party?” Tony asked. Derrick rolled onto his side looking at Tony “I had a couple guys that might be good. One guy called yesterday afternoon and told me he just tested poz, so he’s out. Too bad, too. He’s a hot muscle cub with an ass to die for. The other one is a good looking daddy, but I don’t know if the members want someone older. I’ve been meaning to ask the Joe or Kyle if they know any students that might be up for it.” “That might be good. Students are always looking for a few hundred extra bucks. Having a chance at getting knocked up is just a bonus” Tony said laughing. “Speaking of knocked up, I haven’t fucked you in days. Show me that pussy” Derrick said as he spread Tony’s legs. Rubbing his oozing cock around the ring, he lunged forward jabbing his cock into Tony’s hole. Tony grunted and pulled his legs back while Derrick kept thrusting his cock in. Between the precum and yellowish discharge, Tony’s pussy was sloppy and lubed for the punishment. Derrick never fucked slow and gentle, it was always with force and with purpose. The bed was creaking and Tony alternated between moans and begging for Derrick to fuck harder. The precum and ooze from Tony’s cock was pooling on his navel to overflowing. Tony stuck his fingers in and scooped some up and licked them clean. Derrick grunted and slammed in and Tony could feel his cock twitch and the warmth of his poisonous seed fill his body. Derrick pulled his softening cock out and fell back to the bed. “Damn, I still like breeding that hole just like when I charged you up.”

Part 14 - Aaron’s freakout Sunday morning Mark was flipping through websites looking for another hookup so he could dump a load or two. Eric had been working late trying to catch up on the days he missed while he was sick and here it was Saturday and he was at work again. Mark’s regular phone rang. He picked it up and it was a number he didn’t recognize, but the area code was from where his brother Joe lived. He answered the phone and heard “Hello, is this Mark?” “Yes it is.” “Sir, this is Aaron from A1 Car Rental. Do you remember me?” the voice on the other end said. “Sure I do, Aaron. Is there a problem? I don’t think there was any damage to the car.” “No sir, this isn’t about your car rental. Do you have a few minutes to talk? There’s no one here I can talk to and…” Mark could hear sobbing on the other end. “Yeah, no problem Aaron. What’s up?” After a few moments Aaron said “Well, I hooked up with this guy a couple nights ago after work. We met at this adult book store and we ended up in a room.” Aaron continued after a few more sobs “The guy got really rough with me, which I kind of like.” “Yeah, I remember” Mark chuckled. “Well, he held me down and slammed his cock into me and came inside me. While he held me down, he told me I was a stupid fuck to let a poz guy breed him.” There were more sobs before he added “He told me that I would have AIDS soon just like him.” Mark was shocked. He wasn’t expecting to ever hear from Aaron again, much less having to calm him down from a another guy breeding him with poz seed. His mind was racing trying to figure out what to say when Aaron started talking again. “And last night I started feeling sick. I have a fever and my neck is swollen and my arms and legs ache. Did he really give me AIDS?” “Aaron, take a deep breath. Relax. No one just gives you AIDS. He may have infected you with HIV and maybe other STDs, but you have to leave it untreated for a long time for it to progress to AIDS. Maybe he was just telling you that to shock you. Some guys get off on that.” “Uh…. OK. But why am I sick?” Aaron asked. “It could be lots of things, you deal with travelers at work who may be sick and passed their flu on to you. How many guys have you hooked up with since I met you?” “seven or eight, I guess” was Aaron’s response. Mark smiled and thought “The kids becoming quite the slut”. “Well, one of them could have given you something. If you’re really feeling bad, you could go to a doctor and have him run some tests.” Mark told him. “I don’t want to go to my doctor and tell him that I had sex with a bunch of guys.” “Ah, that makes it a bit harder. Let me check something out” Mark said as he picked up his tablet and started searching for gay friendly clinics near Aaron. “I’m doing a few searches, just hang on ok?” but Mark only got a few more sobs as a reply. “Aaron, you still there?” Aaron replied with a sullen “Yeah.” “There’s not much near you. The only thing I can find is the Jones Health Clinic up by the university, about an hour north of you. It says they are gay friendly and have sexual health programs with free testing. Do you think you can make it up there?” “I don’t know. I feel horrible. If I was infected the other night, do I need to go right away?” Aaron asked. Mark wasn’t sure how he wanted to answer - the timing was about right for Mark’s loads to have infected him. A test now would point the finger at him. If Aaron waited, all the guys he had bareback sex with could be the one. “Well, if you don’t feel safe driving up there and can’t get anyone to take you there then I guess you should go as soon as you feel well enough. If it is the flu that you get when you’re infected with HIV, then its already too late to prevent it.” “Oh fuck. You think I have HIV?” Aaron said before sobbing again. “It’s possible. The symptoms you said you have sound like when the body seroconverts, but it could also just be the common flu.” “Fuck. ok.” “Aaron, be sure you treat the fever. It doesn’t matter what kind of flu it is. Drink fluids and eat what you can, like soup. If the fever gets too high, you need to see a doctor no matter what. Worry about what kind of flu it is after you recover and can see someone” Mark said before adding “Let me know what happens. You have my number.” Mark gave the address and phone number for the clinic to Aaron before hanging up. Mark replayed in his mind both of his fucks with Aaron and remembered he said that he had taken some raw cocks between those sessions, so that would be his way to cast doubt that it was him that infected Aaron. While at work Wednesday morning, Mark’s phone rang. It was Aaron. He answered and heard Aaron’s voice on the other end “Hello, sir. Can you talk?” “Yeah, just a moment, let me get to a place where I can be alone” said Mark as he walked down the hall to a small conference room. “What’s up Aaron? Are you feeling better?” “Yeah, a little better. The fever is down. I called the clinic and set up an appointment. I was kind of vague but told them that I had a fever and sweats and aches. I’m going up there now, but what do I tell them?” “Be honest with them. If their website is accurate, they are sex positive and won’t shame you for being gay or having sex. The reviews looked good too. Tell them that you had a few sexual encounters that you didn’t use condoms and then there was the meeting with the one guy from last week and you’re scared he may have given you something bad. I don’t want to scare you, but its probably better that you don’t identify anyone you had sex with to them. They might get really nosy. Just tell them you met them in public places and don’t remember their names and don’t have any phone numbers. They’re used to that with gay guys. OK?” “Yeah, I understand“ Aaron replied. “Call me back after you finish. They are probably going to do some blood tests so you won’t get an answer right away. Don’t worry, its normal” said Mark “Thank you sir, I will.” Mark laughed to himself before saying “Aaron, please stop calling me ‘sir’. Call me Mark. If you keep calling me sir, I’ll come back there and put a collar on you and drag you back here to my dungeon.” Mark paused a moment waiting to get a response from Aaron, but got nothing. “I’m just kidding, I don’t have a dungeon.”

On Thursday I stayed overnight in downtown Louisville and decided I'd try to take as much anonymous cock as I possibly could. Before I checked into the hotel, I stopped at one of the adult bookstores with an arcade that has gloryholes between the booths. It was around 5:00, and the arcade was packed with men heading home from work. Within two minutes of entering the arcade, I spotted a hot young cub and entered the booth near where he was standing. He immediately entered the adjoining booth. Within seconds it seemed (I hadn't even deposited tokens into the video machine), there was a hefty already erect piece of meat sticking through the gloryhole, around 7-7.5" and thick. I squat down and begin to suck his cock. He pulls his cock back and motions for me to stick my cock through the hole. I really didn't want to be sucked, but whatever. One hand cups my balls, lifting up my cock and my balls toward the top of the hole. Then I feel a spit-lubed finger slide under my balls until it reaches my hole. He pushes a finger hard and deep into my hole. Then a second and third finger. He abruptly pulls out and orders me to put my ass up to the hole. He spits into his hand, and I hear him stroking his cock. I feel the slick head of his cock at the entrance of my hole. Suddenly he pushes and his entire cock goes balls deep in my hole--bareback. I wince and immediately wonder if I can handle his girth slamming my hole without more lube. He doesn't go easy. In and out rapidly, never letting up at any point. After about one minute of piston fucking, he pushes into my hole, holds his cock there, and breeds me deep. He slides out slowly, and not a drop of cum drips out of my hole. He quickly pulls up his pants and leaves. Within a minute, a middle aged black guy, short and average build, enters the booth and drops his pants. I gasp at the sight. His cock hangs there, not erect, at around six inches. He slides his dick through the hole and whispers "suck it white boy." So I kneel down and take the soft black flesh in my mouth, sucking on it with a slow pace. His cock grows, and grows, and grows, until the girth is so big I can barely take more than half of it down my throat without gagging. I pull my mouth off his cock and keep one hand on it, stroking, as I lube my hole and take a deep hit of poppers. It was time to take this impressive BBC in my ass. Right as I begin to line up the head of his cock with my hole, he pulls his cock from the gloryhole. Damn, he doesn't want to fuck, I thought. So I position my ass so that my hole is visible through the gloryhole in case he changes his mind. I hear the pop of a lube bottle and seconds later that monster black cock pushes into his hole. He's only about halfway in and I feel so full I cannot imagine how I can take more of it. With one thrust the rest of his cock enters. His cock was so thick I felt like I might faint. My asshole spasmed uncontrollably. After the initial shock, my body felt immense pleasure...something I had never experienced before while being fucked. He began to slide his cock in and out at a slow pace, picking up some speed but never impaling my ass with his huge dick. His breathing got heavier and his pace slowed once again. As he held his cock balls deep in my hole, I could feel it expand and spasm, flooding me with his sperm. Like the first load, this one was buried deep. I pulled off his cock and got on my knees to clean him up, tasting the remnants of his cum, the first guy's load, and my ass juices. At this point my ass needs to rest, so I exit the booth and make a couple of rounds through the arcade to see what goods might be available. There's a fit, very attractive white guy in his late 40s or early 50s that catches my attention. He doesn't seem interested. But as I walk past him, he begins to follow me. So I enter a booth with a rather large square gloryhole, and he enters the adjoining booth. He stands there quietly for a few minutes. I get the sense he's either nervous or waiting for me to stick my cock through the hole. He puts money into the video machine and begins to caress this hardening cock through his pants. I begin to see the outline of what appears to be a very impressive cock. He's wearing a wedding ring too, which ups the hotness factor. After what seems like an eternity (no more than five minutes, of course), he frees the cock from his underwear. Then he pulls down his pants and underwear, revealing not only a thick nine inches but beautiful, hairy muscular legs and a pair of low-hangers. I squat down and motion for him to stick his cock through the gloryhole. He doesn't take the bait. After waiting about a minute, he bends down and says he only wants to fuck my ass, not get sucked. How could I say no to that request?! So I push my ass up to the gloryhole and wait. I hear some rustling in his booth and hear that familiar tearing sound. Is he putting on a condom? If he is, I'd rather leave and get to my hotel. His cock begins to enter my hole. I think it's bare. To confirm, I reach under my balls and glide my fingers up to my hole. He is indeed barebacking me. The sound must have been a lube packet. With the two loads already in my hole plus the lube, his big white cock enters with ease. He picks up the pace and deposits a load within a couple of minutes. This time when he pulls out I feel cum dribble out my now-gaping hole. Next story: I take six BBC and one BWC at the hotel in four hours. Total load count for that night: 11

I've been spit roasted only twice the first time was mind blowing the only drawback was it was covered. The second time was raw out in the open at an adult video store in the booth section. Both guys took turns until they busted deep in my guts

I sucked my first time 4 or 5, my own age. At 6 a family moved in next door, one 11 one 14 I sucked daily after the 14 yr old came in my mouth I couldn't get enough. I was 7 when I got to suck my first man cock followed by 4 of his buddies that wanted to see if I could swallow all the cum the could produced. At nine I seduced/coned a 16 year old to let me suck him, after the 3rd time he deside he wanted more, I couldn't but he promised we would work on it, the following weekend he began "watching" me while my parents was away. By the 6th month I was begging him and trying daily till that one afternoon while fishing....

A PA should not result in this kind of problem. Normally, the metal of the PA, being smooth and non-reactive enough that it doesn't harm the Top's cock, would be too smooth and non-reactive to harm your ass as well, and unless his PA was a huge gauge, the friction likely wouldn't have been enough to cause a fissure, although it's not out of the question. An anal fissure, however (and I've had surgery for one) does not usually present mucus as a symptom. Normally, the symptoms of fissure are bright red blood passing with stools and severe pain on passing them, sometimes lingering afterward. The mucus does suggest something else going on, and calls for a visit to your physician. This thread is getting older, and I hope by this point the OP has found some relief, but the immediate thing to consider in these cases is how to pass bowel movements without triggering the anal spasms that cause agony. Diet is key, and lots of fiber is critical, including drinking fiber supplements. Stool softeners can help. Sitz baths. Be cautious with things like enemas, however, because unregulated flow through the anus can make matters worse - diarrhea can actually be a cause of fissure. Anal fissures are no joke, and are not an uncommon problem for bottoms. Our lower holes weren't designed for things going into them, no matter how convinced we are that that's what they're for. I hope the OP will give us an update on how he fares.

Hot start

I can speak as a woman well my first time was with a couple in college, they wanted to be my first and I liked them and besides using some foam after my GF broke me in with her fingers and some cuddling the man asked if I wanted him to use a condom and I said no and he went at me for a good twenty minutes before coming in me and it felt good. Since then I had a policy of going BB with my lovers if they opt to want that. And well enjoy sex. I just tried a condom and not a condom after that and love BB.

I enjoy being watched as I fuck someone. Yes, for me barebacking and exhibitionism go together. Many people like either to watch people fucking bareback or in a darkroom feeling down to see if someon'es fucking bareback!

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

I thought about my response for mere seconds before muttering “of course I will go back to your place, can we smoke some more when we get there?” Dan began to smile and gathered his pipe and torch from the coffee table. “Oh Corey, I have lots more T for us to smoke and even a few more things if you’re open to trying them?” For me the feeling of euphoria that was rushing over my body made me feel invincible. I felt completely at ease with Dan, and I could only think about getting back to his place and smoking some more. I hurriedly packed a bag with a few items, a change of clothes, another pair of underwear, and a fresh bottle of poppers I had just received in the mail. We arrived at Dan’s building and once inside I was astounded by his impressive view. From his penthouse location I could see not only the beach, but into downtown, and I could even faintly make out the top of my own building. Dan told me to put my things down and join him in the kitchen, and I complied and hurriedly sat down next to him on a barstool at the center island. He was mixing some clear liquid and began measuring out a small quantity of it into two glasses, half full of orange Gatorade. “What is that?” I inquired. “This is G and it will relax you a bit and make you feel more comfortable, would you like that?” I had to admit that being in a stranger’s home did have me feeling a bit uneasy, so I agreed to have some of the drink when it was offered to me. I started out sipping it, but I noticed that Dan chugged his entire drink in one gulp, so I followed suit. As soon as I finished swallowing I was met with a rather unpleasant taste, not terrible, but definitely not something I was used to consuming. Impressed by my drinking the entire cup down in one go, Dan stood up and asked me “How do you feel about underwear, I personally love to see a hot young twink modeling many different kinds for his Daddy, would you try on some for me?” I hesitated at first, immediately being overcome with self doubt. I now snapped back to reality and the gravity of my current situation became apparent to me once more. “Ummm I guess we could do that, I mean I bought an extra pair in my bag.” Dan silently guided me by my arm into his bedroom. It was an expansive room with an equally impressive view of the beach. It contained a large king sized bed, wall mounted television that practically took up the entire wall, a small desk with a computer, and ofcourse a walk in closet and on suite bathroom. I sat on the bed as Dan walked into the closet. He returned with a large clear bin. He sat the tub down in front of me and removed the cover. Inside were countless pairs of underwear. They varied in shape and design, but all appeared to be size small “Perfect” I thought, “these will all fit me!” I asked Dan where he got all of these, I mean there had to be 60 pairs crammed into this one container. Dan smiled and flashed a beautiful grin at me and replied “From my past conquests of course.” I was stunned. “You mean each of these is from a guy that you’ve been with, sexually?” I was astounded at the idea of Dan being with so many different guys. He clearly had a type, and it was small thin guys who enjoyed every style and design of undies imaginable. “Well yes I have been with many different boys like you, and most find that after our time spent together, they wanted me to have a souvenir to remember them by.” I was confused now. What could possibly make a guy like me, or any of these boys, leave a pair of perfectly good briefs for Dan to keep. The idea was foreign to me, and reading through the many brands and labels I could tell that these were not cheap throwaway underwear. Calvins, Ginch Gonch, 2xist, D&G, Aussiebum, even Andrew Christians like my own jockstrap. Feeling my apprehension, Dan placed his hand on my thigh and gently massaged my leg. “Come now, don’t overthink this, how about we get you into a few pairs of these and you can give Daddy a nice show?” I slid off of the bed and pulled off my soccer shorts and removed my tank top. I placed my baseball cap back onto my head, but I turned it around backwards. “Very sexy Corey, you are going to make a very hot boy for Daddy to play with, would you like that?” I flashed an uneasy grin at Dan and he could sense my hesitation. “Here why don’t we smoke some more before you begin, I’ve found it helps my boys LOOSEN up a bit.” My heart began to race at the mere mention of smoking. I couldn’t believer this, I had never even so much as tried marijuana, and here I was giddy with the thought of having more T! “Can I ask what exactly T is?” and as soon as those words left my lips, the smoking pipe was placed in front of them. I inhaled deeply as Dan held the pipe and torch at the optimal angles. “Inhale as much as you can, and then hold it for a moment.” “Good boy now let it out!” I did as I was instructed and I saw a long cloud of white smoke billow out from between my lips. It seemed like an eternity passed as I was mesmerized at the sight of so much smoke leaving my boy. “Wow that was an amazing first hit boy, how do you feel?”

All my friends know I am gay, but only one or two friends who are ex or current fuck buddies know that I fuck raw. The rest think I am a nice boy!! Rather get off on being a sleazy bb fuckker under my vanilla exterior....

I love a nice long drink from the tap. Next best thing is his bladder full of piss up my ass

Knowing that my hole MADE all these men cum is the best feeling in the world. I don't care if anyone is watching, I only care that each top is getting what he needs. Does he want me sloppy and loose or milking his meat? Does he want me to squirm or cry out? Does he want me to suck a guy off while he's breeding me? Does he want ATM? Whatever he wants, that's my job. Feeling him cum, I KNOW I am the reason he came. So, there's a certain amount of pride (plus a stretched out hole dripping cum is AMAZING)!

I love reading stories here about getting loads of Raw Poz Cum, but I suspect like many others fantasy and reality are two very different things. When I go to the Bathhouse I see some guys lying face down in a room with the door open waiting to take the load of anyone that walks past, but not me. Part of me judges them and part of me wishes I was them. My favourite part of the Bathhouse is the steam room. I love the heat, the darkness the envelops me, the shadows and I love watching others making moves on guys and sometimes you will see the bareback fuck and I usually can't help myself and will start calling out "Yeah Breed that Bitch", but again I hardly ever participate, but I always fantasise. Recently I had some time off work and went in and as usual I headed to the steam room and sat down. I had a new bottle of poppers and there were several guys in there. A couple of the guys had wasted looks on their faces, which I knew meant one thing and that alternatively scared and made me hard all at the same time. What people don't tell you about Bath houses is how much time you wait around and nothing happens. It happened this day two weeks ago. Nothing happened. So you have 8-10 guys just sitting in a steam room all horny and no one doing anything but pretending they are there just to soak up the heat. As I said ,I had a new bottle of poppers and when I took a hit,it felt so good and I stood up and went to an attractive guy opposite me and leant over him and started sucking his fat uncut cock. I knew he was happy when he started moaning in pleasure and pushed my head onto his uncut penis. Behind me I suddenly felt a warm mouth on my ass and I opened up willingly to let the guy behind me probe further into me. Next to me a small crowd had gathered to watch and I grabbed the nearest guys dick and started pulling hard. It then happened all so quickly. I suddenly felt the guy behind me move his tounge from my ass and I thought he was started to put a finger inside me and then two, but with mounting panic I realised it was his dick. I wanted to stop, I wanted to say no, but at that moment he fed me some of my poppers under my nose and instead of getting off I leant back into him. It was then I realised he was one the thin wasted guys I had noticed. I panicked and started to move away but I was impaled on him . I knew who it was behind me, it was one of the guys who had that look. I should have fought him off. I should have got off, but instead I was sucking one guy's dick while having another one up my butt. The pacing became quicker. I could feel the thin guy pushing fast and hard and it felt so good, but the other part of me wanted to yell stop. Suddenly he stopped and I felt a small amount of heat inside of me. I felt so good, Like I was one with everything and sickened all at the same time. Before I had time to think another it another shadow had replaced this guy and again it began but with less resistance than last time. After getting pumped with 4 loads of cum, I had a shower and started to think about leaving. I tried to rationalise with myself. You don't know, you have no idea what this guy's status is but I knew I knew what his status was .I felt it inside of me and what pissed me even more than that was I wanted more I wanted a lot more.

when I was in high school, I befriended to football jocks. they use to go to a strip joint to search for pussy... it was dark and it was the 80's... if they couldn't (and usually didn't) score with the dancers because they were too young, we'd go back to my house. dad always kept beer in the fridge in the basement for me or anyone who wanted it. the guys would have a few and then they would take turns at me. I was fucked by all of them together and in private. dad always hung around to make sure no one drove after drinking, and usually gave me the last fuck of the night... I miss those group fucks. I was always a fag in high school, but the boys always protected me and brought me new meat...

Part 2 So here I stand, naked and so high my pussy is throbbing and dripping wet. I realize that I'm beyond fucked up (which is awesome) so I had to lay down on the bed because my balance was off and my vision was blurry. Daddy then grabs me, pulls me off the bed, and starts to slap me around and tell me what a little light weight bitch I was. He proceeds to turn me around, forces me onto the bed, spreads my legs, and begins to shove booty bump after booty bump into my aching hole. I can feel my pussy getting hot and it's now dripping down my leg. At this point, I'm not in control. I feel so good, so electric, but started getting tunnel vision and I'm writhing on the bed. By this point I've realized I just need to go with it and be a complete whore and give up all control to Daddy because he knows best. So I reach over grab the plate and do another line....ooohhh yeah. Daddy then begins the process of gearing up in his leather, chest harness, arm bands, etc, but the best part was that he pulls on a filthy, yellow stained jock. I sit up as best I can and lean over and push my face into the pouch. I can't even begin to describe how wonderful it smelled, it was a mixture of old strong chem piss, dirty cock, and his normal manly musk, all concentrated in a single place and my face was buried it it. I couldn't have been happier, until he pulls out his hard cock and drops a line right on it. I realize holy shit...he owns me, I have no control here. I snort the line off his cock and then stick his dick in my mouth to clean Daddy's fuck stick off, taking it all the way to the base, with my tongue resting under his balls, gently licking them, all the while keeping our eyes locked. I'm so fuzzy right now...I'm scared, exhilarated, confused, but then Daddy took control and made me feel better. That only lasted a minute. He starts to slap my face again hard, spits on me and tells me I'm not yet worthy to be in his Master's presence. Here is where the real fun begins.

15 sweaty groaning-and-moaning-filled minutes later the chem-controlled sexy sub pig boy (whose name I learned was Trevor) was laying on top of me on the living room carpeted floor in a wet noisy 69 feast on each other's hard dripping dicks (gotta love that Viagra!) while equally piggish slurping sounds were being made by our hot leather daddy as he picked up where I had left off eating this sexy pig's parTyed up virgin ass! Trevor's muffled moans and lustfilled cries around my throbbing poz cock buried in his throat created vibrations through my shaft and down into my nuts and asshole as he couldn't keep from reacting to daddy's long thick and experienced tongue! Daddy ate ass like no one else I've ever known. His tongue made toes curl and jocks cry with the intense pleasure and erotic feelings. And of course the additional 2 shards of T daddy had added to this boi's greedy mancunt were helping immensely to push him closer to that point of begging to have his cherry popped..which would only be the beginning of this safe-sex bi stud's weekend journey to the dark sweet pleasures of raw bareback drug-filled poz sex...and his own pozzing! In my position I could watch up close as daddy's wet sexy tongue lapped and chewed at and penetrated Trevor's loosening pink hole. DAMN! That was such a fucking view and made me use my mouth tongue and throat on Trevor harder and more determined to work him to that edge...but not allowing him to cum yet. Daddy had already told me that the pig's NEED to cum would be the leverage he'd use if needed to get the boi to agree to take daddy's bare poz dick. Once he agreed to that Daddy would give him permission to cum....while he was getting his first ever ass-drilling from a bare raw chemmed up unmedicated POZ cock! Fucking hot to think about that happening soon! My thoughts were brought back to the current moment when I realized that daddy's face and tongue weren't in the pigs ass anymore at what was apparently the same moment the pig realized it too. Suddenly I felt the coolness of the air on my throbbing wet boner as Trevor pulled off my dick and turned his head back and asked Daddy to please not stop. "It feels so damn good having your tongue in me, Sir!" I cooled down the intensity that I'd been eating this boi's beautiful cock with, but kept my lips sucking around his oozing head wondering what daddy had in mind. Daddy chuckled his deep masculine way that I knew from experience meant he was ready to move things forward faster toward our immediate goal. "Yea pig boi?" I heard daddy say. "That hot sexy boihole likes having something in it, doesn't it? Is that sweet Tina cunt of yours hungry to have something inside it and making you feel better than you ever have?" "Oh fuck yea, Daddy Sir!" the tweaked out innocent pig boi answered without hesitation. What you and your boy have done with my ass tonight is fucking incredible! I need more! I need to feel you inside my hole Daddy! I'm so damn horny! Please! Please Daddy....can I feel you back in my hole again?!!" As I heard the pig say that it was all I could do not to cum right then. He had no idea what doors that pleading was about to open up to him, but once opened they wouldn't be shut again! Daddy'd make sure of that!

...so here I am. It's six months since I tested poz, and the virus has agressively invaded my body. I am already losing weight, and have thrush in my mouth and a sore on my cock which won't clear up. But I'm not on meds, as I'm scared of the side effects even though I'm coughing a lot. The small room behind the biohazard door is lit with a dim red light as I lounge on a bench, smiling at the regulars as we wait patiently for our prey. The door opens, and the moustachioed man enters with a small, chubby twink in tow. The lads eyes are glassy, and I'm guessing he's either high or drunk. He's soon enveloped by diseased, sweating bodies and begins to squeal with pleasure as his cock is sucked and eager fingers probe his arse, smearing lube feom filthy tubes into his hole. There is a struggle, a squirming of bodies, and then he is face down on the bench with a fithy rag soaked in poppers over his face, and his pale, flabby body is no longer struggling. Someone pulls his arse cheeks apart and climbs aboard, sliding into the lad who squeals like a pig. It doesn't take long before the top grunts and delivers the first poz load, before standing back and grinning at me. I take his place, feeling my cock slide deliciously into the hot, wet hole and even as I start to spurt I wonder who's sperm will knock-up the the lucky lad....

He led me up to the first floor, but turned the opposite way to normal, down a narrow corridor. At the end was a door with a biohazard sign on it and 'staff only' written underneath. I looked at him quizzically and he laughed. "It's to keep out the ignorant, and attract the initiated." He pushed open the door. Inside was a small room with benches around the walls, lit by a dim, red light. After my eyes adjusted, I noticed maybe half a dozen guys lounging on the benches, and in the middle another bench with a padded top and a lower step, also padded. "Who's your friend?" asked a thin guy with pronounced veins on his forearms and legs, and a pronounced belly beneath his skinny rib cage. By way of an answer, my friend turned me round, bent me over and spread my cheeks so they could see the cum dripping from my hole. "Weeell!" cackled a short, tubby guy with strange blotches on his chest. "Does the bitch want knocking up?" "Fuck yeah," replied the mustachioed man, who added "Popped in a load myself already!" The group stood up and came over to me, grabbing my cock and feeling my arse. I knew I was surrounded by poz guys and my heart started to pound. They felt me tense up, and someone jammed a bottle into my nostrils, forcing me to inhale the poppers. They were strong, and I felt giddy with lust. "There you go," murmured the thin man, as his tongue invaded my mouth. I could taste his tainted saliva and feeling his surprisingly large cock rigid against my belly. "Like a fly in a web," someone whispered as I was led to the bench in the middle of the room. I knelt on the lower step, and sweaty hands pushed me face down onto the upper part. Straps went round my wrists and ankles and I was held fast, my arse open and available to anyone. The thin man came in front of me and offered me his cock which drooled with precum. "Lick it," he ordered. I felt a moment's fear, and then tentatively licked the drool of toxic precum off the thick, glistening tip. "Good boy!" he said. "Who's first?" The chubby guy answered "Me!" as he walked behind me. The thin guy bent over and whispered "You're gonna like this one: this fukka has full blown AIDS." I felt a thick, heavy cock sliding into me until his belly was squashed against my arse. He fucked me with quick and hard strokes until I felt his cock swell in my ass and he gasped "I'm ccc...umming!" The thin man grabbed my face, kissing me hard as the cock in me spurted toxic sperm and I moaned with surrender. The chubby guy got off me and I was panting for breath, my hole dripping and wet. I looked up and saw savage, eager faces and rigid cocks and knew I was lost. Another cock slid into me, and I lowered my head, giving myself up to the gift....

He took me upstairs to the sling which was behind some bars but in full view of the corridor. I was still excited, yet scared at what he had told me, but I allowed myself to be pushed backward into the sling where he raised my legs, fastening my feet into the stirrups. So there I lay, legs spread, and arsehole open to the world as he smiled evilly and dropped his towel, revealing a fat, glistening cock. "Oh yeah, he commented, "look at that pussy just begging to be knocked up." I squirmed in the leather harness, aware that, despite what had happened so far, I could still be okay, I could still be lucky, but I had to stop now. As if aware of my thoughts, he dripped some poppers onto his towel and, before I could protest, shoved if over my nose. I felt the rush, my heart pounded, and then his cock was sliding into me. It was all I could do to spread my legs further and let him in. "There you go. You know you want it." He began to slide in and out of me, giving me the poppers from time to time, enough at any rate to keep me oh so willing. I became aware of other men around us, some peering through the bars, others standing next to me. Towels were dropped and I was surrounded by mainly fat old, naked trolls. Varous fingers probed my arsehole, feeling the naked cock in me and I heard grunts of satisfaction as someone remarked "He's taking it bare!" Someone else, on seeing the biohazard tattoo of the man fucking me encouraged us saying "Oh, yeah, knock-up the little bitch!" The poz guy in my hole then looked down at me and proudly announced "Here it comes!" I could distinctly feel his cock throbbing and spurting inside me. After his last dribble of cum found its way into my ass, he withdrew, ruffled my hair, and murmured "Good boy. You're not leaving here until you're pregnant." No sooner had he stepped back when a short, flabby guy dripping with sweat eagerly got into the saddle, sweat dripping from his face as he slid his cock into my dripping hole. I looked round at the crowd of evil faces and the numerous cocks being eagerly wanked into full erection. I knew I was lost. The second man finished in me and stood back and asked "Who's next?" '

I was down by the Mississippi river in Minneapolis, around here they called it bare-ass beach. It was a hot humid night. I just got off of work, a country club near the beach. I decided to head down the iron clad stairs in the dark. I stopped at the bottom to have my eyes adjust to the dark. I changed clothes before leaving the club too. I'm wearing a black tank-top with black spandex shorts with nothing underneath. I walked around the top section of this bath house in the woods. NO one interested me. I went further down to the bottom level. It closer to the river and more hidden spots to do your thing. I noticed men within the trees. I felt hands rubbing my ass, most was excited by my spandex. I stopped by some trees and waited. Some older men stopped by to take a look. I was not interested in them. They went by. A 40ish man stopped in front take a better look. He played with my cock thru the spandex. I was getting hard. He was interested. I went down to suck is cock. It was a 7 inches, cut and beautiful. I started to suck, he started to sigh and moan. He was loving it. I felt some hand playing with my spandex clad ass. I wiggled my ass in hoping he would play with it more. The one playing with my ass leaned over to whisper in my ear. He said, "I want to fuck it." I offered him my ass. He pulled down my shorts, and started to play with my hole. He spit on my hole and lube his cock. He entered very slowly. I was busy sucking the cock before me to noticed that there were 5 to 7 guys watching, some with their cocks out. The stud fucking me stop when he was fully in side me. He fucked very slowly at first. His cock was around 6 inches, I think. He kept on saying; "What a hot ass, what a hot ass." He started to pick up speed. The guy in front was picking up sped too. The guys all around were jerk their cocks faster now. The stud fucking could hold off much longer. In and out, in and out he went. I squeesed my ass. He yelled, "stop it or I'll cum!" I stopped, he kept on going. He started to swing his hips. I was moaning with a cock in my mouth. He stopped fucking and screamed, "Oh, fuck, I'm cumming!!!" He leaned over, I felt his sweaty body on me. He bit my ear. He stopped altogether. sighing and breathing hard, loading me up. He pulled his pants up and while he left he fingered my loose hole. He said, "Now that was one tight ass." He walked away. I was still working on the cock with my mouth. One minute later, another took the fucker's place. This cock was small but think. He started out fast and last only about 2 minutes. He stopped and pulled out. He said, "Yep, it was hot." The guy I was sucking was close. He yelled, "yes!!!" I swallowed his juice. Loved it, a bit salty. He left calling me a "whore." There were 5 guys watching this playing with their hard cocks. I rested on a fallen tree stump. They were waiting to see what I would do. I turned around the stump to offer my used hole. One step up, a young 20ish stud with a buzz cut. He plowed my hole. I screamed he was at least 8 inches. I bagged for more. He delivered. He pounded my hole for over 10 minutes. In and out, in and out. Pounding and pounding. Sweat was dripping from him onto my ass and back. The guys watching were cheering us on. After about 12 minutes he moaned and said, "fuck yeah." "He has a great ass, made for dick." He pulled out and pulled me up to kiss me. While, doing so he whispered, "I came in you twice." He walked away. i was tired and was going to leave. I was stopped from pulling up my spandex shorts by a man with his dick out, a fat 7 incher. He pushed my over the stump and started to eat my ass. "Yum." he said. He ate for about 2 minutes getting a good amount of ass juice and cum. And then pushed his cock in me. We fucked for about 5 minutes. "Take it, take it" was all I heard. Was it him or the audience. Either way I loved it. It was getting late after this fuck. His cock filled me good. I felt it dripping out. People were leaving, so I thought I better too. It was 12:00am. It was about 2 full hours of fucking and sucking. While taking the stairs up to the top, cum was dripping thru the thin fabric. I

TRUE STORY On Monday - I connected with this tall, slender, African-American 28 year old, who had me come over to his apartment early that morning He met me at his front door, naked, except for the towel around his waist. He and I chatted a bit - and then got down to business. He stretched out on his sofa over which he had thrown a big blanket to protect the fabric. His apartment is just next to the Red Line L tracks, (we are in Chicago), and there are no curtains on his windows, so any passing train had a free show of the two of us, completely naked, going at it. He lay back and I got to work between his spread legs, sucking and working his long uncut, but not very thick, good tasting cock. I sucked and licked, and sucked, and deep throated his hot hard cock, running my hands up and over his smooth, slender body, looking up to catch his eyes as he watched me servicing his hard cock. After a good twenty minutes or so of working his dick, I pulled off and asked him if he wanted to fuck my ass. "Hell yeah!" he replied and he disengaged himself from me, and positioned me on the sofa so I was backwards, facing the wall, my knees were on the cushions, my head and arms over the back. He lined himself up behind me, raised my ass up slightly, and then slid his hard raw cock all the way into my ass, leaning forward to nuzzle my neck and lick and chew on my ear lobes as he started fucking me. Eventually he climbed up onto the sofa. his legs straddling mine, and his dick remaining buried deep in my ass. Leaning forward, he rested his slender body up against my naked back and wrapped his hands around mine, which were grabbing the sides of the sofa. He pumped and pumped as train after train passed us by. Then I heard him starting to grunt and groan and before long he shot his hot, twink load deep in my ass. His body collapsed on top of mine as he spent himself inside of my ass. We rotated ourselves down onto the sofa so that I was laying completely face down, his body draped on top of me, his hard cock still pulsing in my ass. I honestly think he may even have fallen asleep for a bit. until he finally started to rouse himself again and his dick slowly slid back out of my ass. I turned around and sucked him clean, getting the last couple of dribbles of cum in the process. Shortly afterwards he stood up, kissed, cleaned up and dressed, but before he pulled his clothing on, I had the chance to admire his slender twink body, especially, as he bent over to pick up his shorts, I got a clear sight of his round bubble ass. I'm gonna have to explore that sweet hole with my tongue next time.... No sooner had I gotten back in my car than I had the idea of texting a fuck bud of mine who lived not too far away from where I was parked. Fortunately he was home and horny, so I headed over to his place. He met me at his door wearing just a pair of baggy running shorts. He is slightly older than am I, and is stocky, (not fat),is slightly hairy all over, and has a thick six inch cut cock. He grabbed me and pulled me close for some deep rough kissing as he frantically started undressing me, popping two buttons on my shirt in his rush to strip off my clothing. Guess he couldn't get me naked fast enough. Anyhow, he pulled me into his bedroom and threw me naked on his bed, climbed up on top of me, deliberately rubbing his hairy body up against my as we kissed and wrestled on his bed, our hard cocks rubbing against each other. I slid down his body until I was on all fours, sucking his dick, my head bobbing up and down on his hard cock. After a few minutes he pulled me up and started kissing me again, and then deftly rolled me onto my back, lifted-up my legs, and spread my ass wide, which, of course, had already been fucked, so he could finger my hole before sliding his hard, raw cock up inside me. This was my second dick of the morning. He was one horny fucker, so he started fucking me hard and fast, all the while leaning over to kiss me deep while his cock pumped away in my hole. Then he pulled back out, flipped me over onto my stomach, spread my legs with his knees and before I knew it was slamming his cock back up into my asshole. My hole opened up and welcomed him greedily as his body rubbed against me as he pumped my ass. Eventually he pulled out again and threw himself back on the bed, gesturing that I should climb on top of him, straddle his cock, and slide my hole back down on his dick. So I role him, leaning forward for more deep, lusty kisses. Before long he was bucking up against my ass and shot his cum deep into my hungry fuckhole. After he had shot I pulled off and started stroking my dick over his chest, and within a few seconds, shot a huge load all over his torso. Meanwhile he continued to stroke his dick and quickly enough shot his second load over his stomach. Naturally I leaned over and licked it up so I wouldn't miss a drop, finishing off our session by sucking his still rock hard cock. When we were done, I jumped in his shower, cleaned up, threw my clothes on (complete with the shirt which was now missing two buttons, gave him another deep kiss and was off to work. That was Monday morning... Then Wednesday morning - i was horny all over again (what a surprise) and found another bud online who lives north of me - big beautiful house just north of me... we've fucked several times before - and he asked me how quickly I could make it over. I told him I just needed a quick shower and to clean out - and then I would be there... so I quickly got ready and headed up to his place... when I arrived I saw that the main door was open (just the screen door was shut) - so I walked in and saw him laying on his sofa - naked except for a t-shirt - reading a magazine... he has a solid build with short dark curly hair on his chest covering his dark skin (fucking beautiful)- and a nice thick 7" dick with a nice set of bull balls... i quickly stripped down and got on my knees on the side of the sofa - and started working his dick. it wasn't hard yet - but quickly grew to full strength as my mouth worked him - all the time he was saying all these dirty things to me - telling me to be a good faggot and work his dick - his hands grabbing my head and bringing it down so he could deep throat me - face fucking me hard - then releasing me as his hand traveled down my back and started playing with my ass... he had told me to pre-lube, so his fingers found my wet, lubricated asshole and started plunging in as I continued sucking his hard dick, deep throating it all the way down - feeling it 'pop' into my throat and letting it pulsate deep in my throat as my tongue massaged the shaft... his cock rock hard and slathered in my spit from the deep throat cock sucking, he stood me up - and positioned me on the wood coffee table (which he had pre-arranged with a large towel) - he had me facing away from him - and he stood behind me - his hands grabbing my ass cheeks and spreading me open. "you ready" he asked me? "yes, please fuck me" i said - "good - cause I'm gonna plant it all the way in - no mercy"... "you sure you're ready?" "Hell yes" i moaned - and with that he literally PLANTED his dick all the way into me - causing some pain - but he was holding my hips firm and there was no getting away - i groaned and said "it hurts" and his response "hell yes it does - you aren't going anywhere" and he started pumping his hard dick all the way in and out of my ass - my ass trying to clench itself closed - but his hard, bullet dick kept pounding itself all the way in. I'm always amazed at how quickly my pain turned to pleasure and I could hear him saying "fuck yeah, nice tight hole" and "love fucking this ass"... he pumped me hard - me gripping the sides of the coffee table as he drove for his release... pounding and pumping me - my own dick hard as a rock... before he started grunting and he slammed himself all the way in to the hilt and pumped out a huge load inside of me... he kept it buried deep - i could feel it pulsing inside of me... as my ass continued to milk him of every last drop... when he did finally pull out I quickly spun around and got on my knees in front of him - sucking his still hard dick all the way down - my hands wrapping around to grab onto his solid, muscled ass (fucking loved how solid it felt - pulling him into my throat and sucking and licking and loving every minute of it. Looking up into his eyes - he had this great grin on his face - chuckling slightly as he said "you're a hungry faggot today, aren't you" - all I could do was slightly nod my head as I continued to suck on his dick... when I finally let him go - we chatted a bit - then I threw my clothes on and headed home. similar to Monday - i was still horny and jumped online when I got back to my house. saw another fuck buddy was on - he was home and horny and said for me to come over. He likes it anonymous... so when I got there he buzzed me in - and I knew exactly what to do... i climbed the steps to his apartment - at the top i stripped down completely and walked back to his bedroom - climbed on the bed and got on all fours - my ass pointed towards the open door... soon I heard him walk in behind me - and he started fingering my hole (he loves it when I bring him my already fucked, cum-filled hole - it's how he prefers it)... so he starts fingering me and playing in my hole until the first guys cum starts leaking out - and that's when he plunges his hard thick dick in and pumps me from behind - using the cum as lube... i reached back between my legs to play with his balls as he pumped me hard and deep... it didn't take him long to shoot deep in my ass - and while he was shooting i was jacking off and shot a huge load all over his bed... then he pulled out - got dressed - i walked back to the front door - threw my clothes on and headed home for a quick shower before heading into work. And that is how I spent my Monday and Wednesday morning this past week. As a huge bareback slut. think I need to line up some dick today - feeling that itch that needs to be scratched.