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Part 26 - The Followup As Aaron was driving up to meet Nick on Sunday, he called him and said “I heard you used to hit the glory holes at the bookstore. How about we do it there?” Nick chuckled and said “Sure. you want to pick me up or just meet there?” “How about we meet there in a half hour. I want to suck some anon cock first” Aaron replied. “OK, I’ll see ya there” Nick said with laugh. Aaron pulled into the parking lot and walked in. He never had been here before, but quickly figured the place out. He got bought a bottle of poppers and got some tokens from the clerk and headed into the back area. There was an open area across from the four booths. A couple guys were standing back, watching who entered the booths. One guy was in his sixties, thin, bald and was stroking an average sized cock. The other guy was in his forties with a bushy beard and shaved head, a sizable gut on his large frame. Aaron saw there was a restroom behind the booths but not much else. He headed into the last booth and put in a few tokens. He selected a bareback gay porn video and took his shirt and pants off and began to stroking his cock. It was only a few minutes before someone entered the booth next to him. He looked through the glory hole and saw the bigger guy from before. He motioned for the guy to feed him his cock and the guy obliged. Aaron licked the mostly hard six inch cut cock and started to suck it down. It was definitely not fresh and Aaron tasted cum, sweat and piss at the very least. The guy was trying to fuck his mouth, but his oversized belly wouldn’t allow him to thrust all the way to the partition so he just pushed as far as he could and held it there as Aaron bobbed and sucked. It didn’t take long for Aaron to get rewarded with a mouthful of bitter cum. When the last shot went into his mouth, the guy pulled out and zipped up and was gone. Aaron leaned back and started stroking his cock again, waiting for the next guy to stick his cock through. He figured it would probably be the older guy that he saw across from the booths. It took longer than expected but finally someone came in. He looked through the glory hole and saw a guy in his mid thirties. He took his t-shirt off and unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to his ankles. He quickly checked him out, liking his jock build with a few extra pounds and some light hair on his chest that seemed to be trimmed and a small green tattoo on his arm. He put a few tokens in and heard straight porn come on the screen. Aaron motioned with his fingers and the new guy pulled his cock out of his underwear and stroked it before pushing it through the hole. Aaron licked the tip and flicked his tongue under the head of the guys cock before sucking it down. He heard a moan and the guy pushed his body flat against the wall. This cock was a lot cleaner and longer than the last and Aaron gave it better attention, not just trying to get the guy off. It didn’t matter because after several minutes of sucking the guy pulled his cock out of the hole and put his ass up. He wasn’t sure if the guy wanted him to rim him or fuck him, so he started to eat the guys nicely muscled ass. After only a minute of him tongue fucking him, the guy pulled off and said “I want your cock.” Aaron wasn’t going to give up this opportunity and stood up and pushed his cock against the spit covered hole and thrust inside. Aaron heard the guy scream out as his cock invaded tight hole. It was a quick fuck, as Aaron wanted to nut inside the guy before Nick showed up and wanted time to build up another load to breed Nick with. He pounded the guy mercilessly and then slammed in and dumped his charged seed into the anonymous cumdump on the other side of the wall. When his cock stopped spewing cum, the guy pulled off and cleaned his cock off and said “thanks, bud” before leaving the booth. Aaron scooped the cum off his cock and licked his fingers knowing that a lot more was inside they guy he just bred. He sat back again and stroked his cock, smiling. His first anon poz breeding was done. Aaron’s phone buzzed and he looked at the message “where r u” from Nick. “in booths. rt one” he replied. Someone entered the booth next to Aaron and he looked through. It was Nick. He stuck his cock through the hole and felt Nick go to work, sucking his cock. He hoped he liked the protein coating and once he had licked his cock clean, Aaron started to fuck Nick’s face on the other side of the partition. He pulled out and motioned through the hole to turn around. Nick backed his ass up to the glory hole and Aaron pounced. The spit on his cock was the only lube Nick got, Aaron’s cock ripping into his hole. Aaron heard Nick yell out and just kept plowing into his hole. He fucked hard and fast until he drove his cock deep and felt it throb as more toxic seed filled Nick’s probably pozzed hole. Monday morning, Joe, Kyle and Steven drove over to the clinic for their followup appointments. They checked in and waited for Aaron and Dennis to show up and their names to be called. Once again, Dennis and Aaron arrived together, this time Aaron was much more relaxed and even laughing with Dennis when they walked in. Joe grinned and said “It looks like you guys been have been having a good time. Are you going to share the juicy details?” Aaron burst out laughing “I really shouldn’t kiss and tell…” he started and then said “but that was too good not to.” “I’ve been fucking Nick all weekend long. I started Friday after work and kept breeding him until I went to work Saturday night. I needed a break to give him and my balls a rest, but drove back Sunday and we kept going at it. I called Dennis to take over this morning when I was empty. That fucker Nick is insatiable.” The guys laughed and patted Aaron on the back. The nurse came out and called Dennis in to the exam room to meet with the doctor. He got his vitals taken and sat in the chair waiting, wondering how he was going to tell the doctor he had no intention of starting treatment any time soon. After nearly ten minutes of staring at the walls, a new doctor came in with a folder. “Hello Dennis. I’m Dr. Simms and I’m the infectious disease specialist here. I’ll be taking over your case and treating you from now on. We have the results from the lab and it appears that you are extremely infectious. Your viral load is very high. It’s possible that its an aberration due to when the test was taken. Your CD4 counts look good, though. We’ll be taking another blood test to see if your viral load is at a more reasonable level. “ the doctor told Dennis. Dennis nodded and waited for him to continue. “I understand that you have not been refraining from sex and I need to remind you that you are very infectious at this time. We don’t want an epidemic on our hands. We already have had more people test positive for HIV this month than the rest of the year. I also understand that some people in your situation want to help others who are in need, and I commend that. We will delay any significant treatment until you are ready or your body shows signs of serious deterioration. We want you to continue a full happy life that is sexually active and rewarding.” Dennis looked perplexed. Did the doctor just tell him he knew he was pozzing neg guys and encouraged it? “Uh, I’m confused” he said. “Yes, I get that all the time. Our special case patients don’t expect us to encourage their, how should I say this… risky behavior. It’s simple - it keeps me in business and I know the satisfaction of successfully helping someone reach their goal.” Dennis couldn’t believe what he was hearing, but he liked it. “Oh, ok. This wasn’t the way I expected this conversation to go, but I’m good with it. I suppose that I should keep this confidential” Dennis replied. “Yes. We should keep all our conversations just between you and I. Now, can I ask… How many people have you helped since you were informed you were positive?” Dr. Simms asked. Dennis answered “Uh, two.” “Ah, good. Now was this by yourself or were other people assisting you?” the doctor asked. Dennis squirmed in his chair, unsure how much information like this he wanted to share and finally said “I was with other people with both of them.” The doctor smiled and said “Mmmm, very good. It helps increase the chances that you are successful at helping them that way. Now, I want you to come in for blood tests every two weeks for the first two months and then monthly after that for the first year. There will be no reason for an exam at each test. We will call you if we need to talk to you about your uh, non-treatment plan. If at any time you want to change to the full treatment, we can. It’s up to you. It would be helpful if you notified the lab tech, Tyler at your blood tests of the number of people you have assisted.” Dennis still was incredulous that the doctor was telling him that pozzing guys was good. “OK, that sounds easy enough. Can I just come in for the blood tests or do I need to make an appointment?” Dennis asked. “Just come in when you have free time and it is within a day or two of your scheduled test. Please, only see Tyler. If there is someone else in the lab, then come back another day” Dr. Simms told him. “OK, I understand.” “You can go down and get your new blood test and Tyler will show you where to wait until I am done discussing everything with your group. Remember, this is just between you and me” he said, winking at Dennis. Dennis got up and went to the lab area where Tyler was waiting for him with a big smile. “So, the doctor explained everything to you and you are ok?” he asked Dennis. “Yeah, I’m good but surprised” Dennis replied. Tyler motioned for Dennis to take a seat in the vampire’s lair and prepared to draw more blood from him. “You are part of a select group of people we do this with. I saw a lot of potential in you and your friends at the event the other night and thought that you would be good to add to our group. But, we need to keep this very quiet. You’ll get more information later.” Tyler finished taking Dennis’s blood, labeled the vials and put a bandage over the needle mark. “Follow me” Tyler said and Dennis got up and stayed a few paces behind him down a hallway and into a room with no windows. The chairs were more comfortable here and there was a station with coffee, water, fruit and pastries. “Help yourself. We treat our special patients well” Tyler said with a laugh and closed the door, leaving Dennis alone. Dennis poured himself a coffee and took a donut and sat down in a chair. The TV was playing a rather bizarre animation of what looked like sperm swimming down a tunnel and then they faded into the walls of the tunnel. Then there was a biohazard symbol covering most of the screen and then it faded to black and started over. As he was eating the last bite of his donut, Joe entered the room, escorted by Tyler. Joe was wide-eyed and was shaking his head. “You wouldn’t believe what I just heard from the doctor” Joe said. “Oh, right now I think I would believe anything” Dennis responded and added “He wants you to keep poz breeding, right?” Joe nodded and said “Yeah. How fucked up is that?” “We appear to have been chosen to be part of a group that helps chasers. Oh, and watch this weird animation on the screen” Dennis said. Joe watched it and just kept shaking his head. About that time, Steven was the next one put in the room. Once the door closed Steven said “You guys aren’t going to believe my conversation with the doctor…” Steven was interrupted by Dennis who said “Yeah, it was probably as weird as ours.” Kyle was the next one to arrive in the room and said the same thing after the door closed and the other guys just nodded. Aaron was the last to go into the exam room. The nurse took his temperature, weight, and blood pressure and then had him sit on the chair. “Please don’t pass out again” she said with a wink and Aaron blushed. “I don’t think that will be a problem this time” he told her as the door closed. He remembered only small parts of what the doctor told him the last time he was in this room. He looked around and read the posters on the wall. He wondered if the doctor would ask if he had sex with anyone since the last visit. Should he lie or tell the truth? He didn’t know what the other guys had told the doctor. Maybe they told him about the party with Nick. No, they wouldn’t do that. His mind was racing when the doctor knocked and came in. “Hello Aaron. I’m Dr. Simms and I’m the infectious disease specialist here. I’ll be taking over your case and treating you from now on. We have the results from the lab and it appears that you are pretty infectious. Your viral load is quite high. Your CD4 counts look good, however. We’ll be taking another blood test to see how your viral load is progressing“ the doctor told Aaron and he nodded. Most of this information would have been gibberish to him, but he had been reading up on HIV after he got the diagnosis. “I am concerned about the note in your file about your reaction to the news that you had tested positive for HIV, gonorrhea, and syphilis. I also see that you didn’t visit with any of our counselors here since then. I need to know that you are mentally prepared for the treatment plan that I am going to propose” the doctor told Aaron. “I knew it was a possibility and I had talked to some friends about it before my appointment, but it still was a shock. I have been talking to my friends every day since then and they have shown me that things are going to be ok, maybe even better than before. They really have helped me through it and I didn’t think I needed to talk to someone here too” Aaron replied. The doctor paused a moment and thought which direction to go - normal treatment or the special treatment. Once he decided, he said “OK, that makes some sense, since I understand that you have not been refraining from sex.” Aaron turned pale as the doctor seemed to know about at least some of his exploits. The doctor continued “You seem to be much more comfortable of your new status than I expected from reading the file. But, I need to remind you that you are very infectious at this time. We already have had more people test positive for HIV this month than the rest of the year.” “Yes, sir” Aaron said solemnly. “Aaron I also understand that some people in your situation want to help others who are in need, and I want to applaud you for that. We are going delay any significant treatment until you are ready or your body shows signs of serious deterioration. We want you to continue a full happy life that is sexually active and rewarding.” Aaron was about to nod and say “OK” but he replayed the last few sentences from the doctor in his mind. “You want me to delay treatment? And how can I help people?” Aaron asked. Dr. Simms smiled and said “I heard that you and your friends have already helped one lucky person get what he desires. Nick, was it? I understand you were the first to share your gift with him and were not selfish. We need more people like you, Aaron. So, I do not want to start you on any medication at this time. Sometime in the future, based on how your body handles the virus, we will think about it to prolong your life but you need to take advantage while you can.” Aaron this time nodded and said “OK.” He thought to himself “How did the doctor know about Nick. Did he know what he did with Nick all weekend long? Did the guys tell the doctor? Was he going to walk out and get arrested for giving Nick HIV?” He decided to say as little as possible. Just as with Dennis and everyone else, the doctor detailed a blood test regimen and told him about reporting the people he helped to Tyler. Aaron told the doctor “Thank you” and went down to get his next blood test from Tyler. Tyler drew his blood and repeated the same information he told Dennis, Joe, Steven and Kyle to Aaron. When he was done, Tyler took him down to the special waiting room and Tyler closed the door, this time with him inside. “I want to remind you guys that we need to keep this a secret. Soon, you will get more information about how you should continue to spread your gift and how we will help you. I can’t really give you any more than that right now, but soon your questions will be answered. You can now leave through the regular waiting room.” Dennis had to hurry to get to work since he had swapped shifts in order to go to the “secret meeting” they had been invited to later that night. Aaron wanted to head back to Nick’s place and spend more time filling him with cum. Joe, Kyle and Steven headed back to their apartment and then off to their classes. Joe got back from class and sat down on the couch and looked at his phone. Five hours until the mystery meeting. He looked through his email and responded to a couple possible clients. One looked very interesting, a straight but curious businessman visiting and wanting to get tied up and used. He replied asking for more details on what his ideal scene would be - safe/bb, just restrained or more of a BDSM scene, toys, cbt, fisting, and how long of a session he wanted. He was back studying when Kyle and Steven came home and they ate a light dinner, unsure of what the rest of the night would bring. They each cleaned themselves out and dressed in jeans and a tee shirt. Kyle decided to go commando, Joe had his usual jockstrap on that hadn’t been washed in weeks and Steven had a pair of boxer briefs on under his torn jeans. All three of their phones buzzed at the same time and Kyle was the first to read the message. It said “235 Industrial Drive. Door open 10:00-10:15 PM only.” They looked up the address on their phones and saw that it was in a warehouse park just outside of town. Joe said “that should take about fifteen minutes to get there. I’ll ask Dennis if he wants to ride with us. That will add five minutes or so.” Kyle and Steven nodded. Dennis told Corey that he was going out late that night. Corey kept pressing for details, since it wasn’t a time Dennis normally hooked up or went to work. Dennis made up a story about meeting Steven to tag team a new friend of his, which had bits of truth to it. When he got the message from Joe he replied “no, meet u there” to keep the story he told Corey going.

I was loving life with a sexy Latino bottom boyfriend that let me fuck him without mercy raw and drop every ounce of cum in him I could. He is 5 ft 4, light skin Latino/Italian mix with a tight hairless hole and very naturally defined body and a thick 8 inch cock that shot cum like he was pissing. I’m six ft two, white, toned vers/top guy with a very thick 7.5 cut cock and thick as a Red Bull can, some hair and a kinky side. We both had been poz for a while before we met, so raw cum fucking was our favorite game! In my mind, we were perfect! One weekend in the fall, he just vanished. No text, email, call...nothing. I called him, texted and nothing back. I was worried as hell and upset. A call came in late that Sunday night. Ryan was on the phone and was very quiet and nervous. I was drunk trying to forget about him missing. He then begins to tell me what happened. He admitted to doing some t with a few friends and just didn’t have a charger but he missed me and was so sorry. I was pissed and knew what happens on t...horny raw sex that goes on and on. He admitted to fucking around but was so sorry. Begged to come over. I obliged. He showed up at my door to stay the night. We got in bed and I knew he wanted to sleep but I wanted my taste of his used ass. I waited till he fell asleep and I’m hard as a rock and begin putting my hand in his boxers. He’s moaning no but I know he wants more. He’s pushing his tan ass back on my thick cock and I pull his boxers down. I get my trunks pushed down and feel his hole with my fingers. I feel the wetness all over his hole and know he’s got far more loads than I thought. I shove three finger in to the knuckle to make him squirm and moan. I tries to pull away but I hold him there fucking three fingers in and out with no resistance. I shove a fourth in and do the same. I pull them out and bring them to my face to see and my fingers are covered in cum. I knew this guy that is my bf is one kinky lol bottom when he parties and can take tons of cum. His eyes are closed as he’s saying I don’t want to but he’s grinding on my Dick hard and just wants filled. I pull back from him and line my dick up with his hole and let him push back on it. Us on our sides, he just pushes back till I’m balls deep and starting to hit him deep. He moans and keeps saying no. I let him fuck himself on me for 30 minutes before I push him face down and bury his face in a pillow. I pull out and can now see how wide his hole is and I just want to make him scream in pain. I push forward and bury my throbbing veiny Dick as deep as I could and just keep long dicking his twink ass for another 20 mins. He is begging with each thrust to stop and I just pound harder and harder....trying to get my revenge. I feel the tightness in my balls and whisper in his drugged up ear asking him if we wants my cum too? He begs for me to give him my load and is screaming how much he wants it. I can tell that when I’m shooting he’s tensing up to shout. I shoot 6 squirts of thick poz cum balls deep mixing with god only knows whose cum, but I loved it. I roll him over after I pop out if his gaping hole and see he basically shot a load doing the bed looked like he pissed. I told him he’s sleeping in it and I’ll drop another load before work to start my day. I make him stay naked and let him drift off as I’m still wondering who he was with and what the draw of t is. He’s sleeping now and I got horny from things about him getting fucked up and used by guys...I shoved in and he moans and just fall asleep balls deep in my boy. Next: Wanting to know - Meeting Ryan’s T Buddy

This is how I was turned into a bareback cumdump. Up to this point I tried to play safe but I was horny and decided to try an adult video store near where I work in Raleigh, NC. I had not been to one like this one before. It had the standard video booths, it also had dark rooms in the back. I cleaned myself up and dressed in a T-shirt and shorts. The shorts I had modified by seam in the butt so that anyone could have access. I had brought condoms and lubed my ass up before going in. As I was walking around I saw a few guys checking the booths, but no real action so I went to the room in the back. As I walked into the room I could hear some serious sucking going on and bumped into a few guys as I made my way through the room. I found a couch and decided to just stand and see what happens. Next thing I knew, there was a hand that was rubbing my ass. I was getting turned on so I started to move my ass against his hand. He found the hole in my shorts and started playing with my lubed up rosebud. I was rock hard by this time, the idea that I couldn’t really see this person was getting me excited. I reached over to him and found that his cock was out and starting to grow. I was slowly massaging it when he started to turn me around so he could be behind me. He some how maneuvered me so that I was sought bent over with my hands in the arm of the couch. I could feel his cock pressed against my ass but he was just rubbing it around and occasionally pressing against my opening. I was still a little nervous and he knew it...don’t as me how, but he stopped for a moment and decided to rub my cock some. I started to relax and he stopped for a moment and I heard him get something from his pocket. It turned out he had a bottle of poppers. He put it up to my nose and I inhaled deeply. He put it up to me again and whispered to take another hit. He could sense when the rush hit me and he slowly started to penetrate my ass. Normally I would have backed off and stopped him and had him out in a condom...but the poppers did their job, I was sooo horny I just let it happen. Before I knew it I was completely bent over on the couch and he was fucking me hard. People around me were rubbing their hands all over my body. I was moaning loud enough that it kept everyone right there watching what was going on. He kept a steady pace up for a while and then all of a sudden he was fucking fast and deep then he grabbed my hips and unloaded in my ass. At this point my sanity started to kick in..but it was too late. He had seeded me. After he pulled out, I stood up and put my fingers up to my asshole and I could feel something else besides the lube....it was warm and a little was leaking outof my ass. I sat down on the couch to catch my breath. The crowd was thinning out since the action was over, but one guy stayed and sat next to me on the couch. I was still a little shocked that I let that happen, but the new guy apparently didn’t care. He was horned up enough that he started playing with my cock. He told me to stand up and when I did he reached up and pulled my shorts all the way down. I was not sure I wanted to do anything but he started sucking my cock and it felt great. He still had everything on and was concentrating on my dick so I wasn’t too worried. What I didn’t realize was that there were still a couple of guys close enough to me and heard him sucking. As I was enjoying his talented mouth, I felt what I thought was a finger starting to play with my asshole....the guy sucking me pulled me towards him so that I was leaning over him. As he grabbed my asscheeks I felt another cock starting to go in my ass. The new guy had a thinner cock and he just started fucking me In between my moans and grunts, he gripped my hips like the first guy did and emptied his load into me. I couldn’t believe it. As soon as he pulled out, I pulled my cock out of the mouth that had been sucking me and quickly pulled my shorts up and made my way to the bathroom. I got in there and as I sat on the toilet I was able to push and a lot of those two loads came out. Needless to say, I was a little freaked out and sat there for a bit. I thought I should just leave so I cleaned up and headed out of the bathroom. I still didn’t cum yet myself. So I decided I would just find a nice mouth to cum in. I made my way back to the dark room and waited to see if there was a cocksucker looking for some cum. There didn’t seem to be anyone interested so I made my way back to the couch just to sit down for a bit. There was someone on the couch and he acted like he wanted to play with my cock...so I let him.he was just playing around with my cock and balls when he reach around to my ass and hooked two fingers in me. It felt good to me as he pushed his fingers in and out. He whispered to me to come around in front of him guiding me with his fingers. Then he pulled out his fingers and turned me around and pulled me down to him. I ended up sitting on him but my shorts were keeping his cock from mei started to get really horny so I stood up a little, pulled my shorts down and then guided his cock into me. I couldn’t believe I was doing this but it felt sooo good that I had to do it. He just sat there and let me ride him. When he was close ro cumming, he did ask where I wanted it....I didn’t answer right away, so he took it that he could go ahead and unload in me. He grunted and held me down as he came. I sat there a minute, then got up, said thanks to him and decided to leave. As I was walking out I had three loads in me and the last one was slowly dripping out of my ass. When I got to my car I realized I was hooked and was a bareback cumdump! let me know if you are in Raleigh and need a nice hole to fill!

Getting My Poz Freak On What the hell did I get my 30 year old ass into this time? Here I was strapped in a sling in leather restraints in my black boots and jockstrap, horny as hell for pig play. A handsome, leather, bearded, muscled daddy-type was preparing a rig to slam into my arm. I woke this morning with a morning wood, horny and looking to cruise. I logged onto my favorite gay site and browsed the profiles. One headline caught my eye. It read, “Dominant Leather BB Pig!” His stats read: “Age: 45” “Height: 6’2” “Weight: 155 – 160 Lbs.” “Position: Versatile/Top” “Build: Muscular” “Body Hair: Hairy” “Cock: Large/Uncut” “HIV Status: Unanswered” “Drink: Socially” “Drugs: Yes” “Smoke: Yes” His description read, “Masculine man here, intense, and likes to go with the flow. Looking to smoke, slam, and perv out with like-minded pigs. Let’s get twisted and breed.” My cock sprung to attention. I unlocked my private pics and sent him a message that read, “Hi, hot profile. Pig boy here looking to expand my limits and do some serious piggin.” He replied, “Hot pics, boy! DOM, BB, pig, daddy here. Love to get you in my sling, get twisted and breed that hole. You like cum and piss? Want to parTy?” I replied, “Yes, I want your cum and piss. Let’s parTy.” “I only BB. You cool with that, boy?” “Yes!!” “Come on over, boy. The sling is up and ready.” He sent me his address and we set up a time to meet. I jumped in the shower and prepared for an afternoon of pig play, then slipped into my dirty jock stinking of piss, got into my boots and headed to his house. I knocked on his door. When he opened the door there stood one rugged looking, hot man in a leather jock and boots. The twists of his curly beard hairs ended around his nipples. He was muscular, with a hairy chest, and treasure trail that disappeared into his jock. I looked into those dark brown eyes and must have sprouted an instant boner. This guy was so fucking hot!! “Damn boy, get that sweet ass in here, and get those clothes off. Let’s get to piggin’.” I stripped down to my jock and boots, and he led me to his play room. He had leather gear hanging from the walls, a bench full of dildos and toys, and pics of hot naked men on the walls. There was a sling hanging in the middle of the room, and the moans of sex could be heard from the porn playing on a big screen tv. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it would explode right out of my chest. What an erotic play space too. He pulled me to him and slipped his tongue down my throat as he kissed me with the most erotic, passionate kiss I ever had. I was putty in his arms. “Woof….you’re going to be fun!!” He grabbed my ass with a firm grip, and turned and walked to his wall of gear. He returned with a collar in hand, and strapped it tightly around my neck; then locked it in place with a pad lock. “That’s better, boy, now let’s get your ass in the sling and play.” I flipped myself into the sling, and he put my feet into the leather stirrups, then went back to his wall of gear and returned with leather wrist restraints. My cock was rock hard. With each throb my rod stood at attention and again dropped to my belly. He wrapped his hand around my cock and stroked the full length of my shaft, working precum to the end of my piss hole. With one finger he wiped up the precum from the head of my cock and made me lick it up. He then strapped the restraints around my wrists and secured them to the sling chains. “Now we’re ready to get started, boy. Trust me you’re going to love this as much as me.” He turned back to me again and pulled out a syringe. “You like to slam, boy, when you parTy?” I told him I smoked T in the past, but never slammed before. “It’s amazing, boy. You’ll crave to be an even bigger pig after slamming.” Smoking T made me a big pig, but I was totally excited after hearing how much more intense a slam would be. My cock throbbed hard at the thought of the pig play ahead, and my first slam. I was almost shaking I was so excited. He finished preparing the rig and turned and placed it on the table next to the sling along with a tourniquet. He then grabbed a catheter and lube and placed them on the table next to the rig. “From the looks of your cock all boned up, I think you’re ready for the ride, huh, boy?” “F….U….C….K, Yes!!” “I’m going to breed you good, boy. You ready to take my cum too?” “Yes, I want your cum and piss. Please!!” He chuckled and grinned, “Are you sure, boy?” “Yes, give it to me!!” “Are you poz or neg, boy?” “Neg, why?” He put the tourniquet on my arm, then grinned again, “Welcome to the club, boy. I’m going to poz your ass tonight.” My eyes widened and jaw dropped as I gasped, “You’re poz?!!!!!” He just grinned again, grabbed his already hard cock, and nodded yes. I struggled to get free from the restraints, “No!! Untie me!! Let me out of here!!” “You’re saying no, boy, but your cock is saying yes!!” I looked down and my cock was raging hard and pulsing. He turned his back to me, “Let’s just seal the deal, huh boy??!!” “Just untie me, please.” He grabbed a belt from his table and tightened it around his arm. When he turned back to me he had an empty syringe in his hand. He looked into my eyes. “You’re going to love this, boy!!” My cock again throbbed, saying yes, but my head was telling me no. He extended his veiny arm for me to see, then pulled the cap from the needle with his teeth, and lined the needle up with his vein. I watched him slowly poke the needle into his arm, into his vein, and he drew back half a syringe of blood. I again struggled to get free, as he wiped my now protruding arm vein with an alcohol swab. It was an easy find. He grasped my arm firmly to hold me still. All I could do was watch in terror and excitement. My heart was beating fast. He lined up the needle to my vein, and with a slow jab I felt the needle poke into my arm. He drew back on the plunger, mixing our blood together in the syringe. “Here is comes, boy!! And I’m not on meds, so I’m highly toxic. This is your conversion!!” His cock was rock hard. Precum oozed from the head of his shaft and dripped from his PA ring. (More toxic juice). I watched as he slowly injected his poisonous blood into my arm vein. “There’s no turning back. You’re mine!!” My cock again throbbed, and I stopped struggling. It was too late, but at the same time, it was so erotic. His toxic blood was now shooting through my body, and I found it turning me on, not off. “Fuck……yes!!!” “I knew you wanted it, boy. I want to give you all of me.” I let go of all the desires that burned in me for so long, “Yes….breed me. Poz me.” He again wiped my arm with an alcohol swab then pulled the cap from the rig with the T. He lined the needle up to another vein in my arm and grasped my arm. “I wanted you fully sober for my blood, and your cock tells me you are as excited about it as I am. Now let’s go for a ride.” He again slowly poked the needle into my arm, and drew back on the plunger. My blood flashed back into the syringe. “I’m in, boy.” I watched as he slowly emptied the syringe into my vein. He popped the tourniquet from my arm, and pulled the needle out. Blood trickled from my arm, and he wiped it with his finger then licked it up as my body felt the rush. My neck felt hot!! My heart raced!! Tingly sensations filled my body, and my cock again throbbed with excitement. My hole begged for attention. I wanted all his piss and cum. “FUCK!! It feels amazing!! What a rush!!” I felt an erotic sensation throughout my body. I wanted to be a total pig with this man. I wanted all his toxic cum in me. “Fuck me. Fill me with your poz cum.” “Easy boy, you’ll get all of my DNA and more. We’re going have a great time!!” He again tightened the belt on his arm, cleaned off his forearm with alcohol and picked up another rig of T. “You watching, boy?” He walked to the side of the sling so his extended, veiny arm was in clear sight. I watched intensely as he again popped the cap from the syringe with his teeth and aligned the needle to a protruding vein in his arm. With a slow advance he slid the needle into his vein and drew back on the syringe. His toxic blood shot into the syringe, and he slowly injected the blood and T mixture into his arm. He removed the empty syringe from his arm, and blood trickled down his arm from the injection site. He dropped the belt to the floor and put his arm to my mouth for me to lick up his blood. It was all so hot!!! He closed his eyes and grinned, “Fuck, yes!!! I’m going to enjoy pozzing you tonight, boy!!” His cock was rock hard with more precum leaking from its piss slit onto his PA ring. He walked toward the table next to me and opened the lube and catheter package. After lubing the tip of the catheter he grasped my hard cock and lined the tip of it with my piss hole. I felt the catheter spread my piss slit open, and he slowly advanced the tubing down my urethra. My cock again throbbed rock hard, and as the catheter reached my bladder urine shot from the end of the tubing onto my belly. He quickly clamped the tubing off, then leaned over and smeared my piss all over my chest and abdomen. The smell of piss filled the air. It was so erotic. Then without delay he stood up again and aimed his hard shaft up in the air. A piss stream shot from the end of his cock, dripping from his PA ring as he sprayed his piss all over my cock, body and face. I opened my mouth and he filled it with his piss. The taste was strong and salty as I gulped down mouthful after mouthful of his golden urine. Piss dripped from my stache and beard and teased my nostrils. I loved the smell of piss. Even walking into a men’s bathroom and smelling piss made my cock rock hard. My cock again throbbed and danced with each pulse as he soaked me with his scent. The last of his piss dripped and splashed from his PA ring to his legs and the floor. He again smeared piss all over my soaked body with his hand. He then leaned over and licked piss from my chest, running his tongue up my chest and across my lips as he buried his tongue deep into my mouth. I could taste his piss on his tongue as he again French kissed me. His tongue was buried deep in my mouth with his lips pressed firmly to mine. This man brought out every animalistic desire in me, and I craved for more. The catheter tubing stuck out from the head of my boned up cock, and he reached down and unclamped it. My piss started to spray out onto my belly, and he took the end into his mouth and drank every last drop of my piss then again clamped the tubing. He leaned over and again kissed me with a mouthful of my piss and fed me my piss while again slipping his tongue deep into my mouth French kissing me. Fuck, I was in heaven. “Now let’s work that ass of yours, huh boy? You want that ass opened up to take my poz seed?” “Fuck, yes, I want all your fluids in me. Charge me up!” He reached for his toys and lubed up a dildo that was about 8 inches long. It was smaller at the head, but widened as it reached the base. “Let’s stretch that ass open, boy.” He point at the base of the dildo, “This is 6.5 inches around.” My ass was begging to be used. He took the head of dildo and pressed against my hole. My ass quickly engulfed the head of the dildo with ease. I was flying high, and with just a little pressure I watched in the mirror above the sling as my hole took the full length of the dildo. I moaned with pleasure and tightened my ass around the toy as he worked the dildo in and out of my hole. “Fuck, yes…..work my hole.” “You like that, boy?” “God, yes….I love it!!” “Let’s step it up a bit. I want to open you up wide, get my fist in you before giving you my poz load.” He grabbed an even bigger dildo. “I’m going to wreck that hole, boy.” “Yes!! Give it to me.” He again lubed up the dildo and my ass engulfed the head with ease. “This one is 9 inches with a 7 inch base. I’m going to have that ass gaping when I’m done.” He worked the dildo in and out of my hole until my ass stretched tightly around the base of the dildo. I took the full length in me and he again began to work my ass harder and faster; each time slamming into my prostate, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. After stretching my hole wide open he removed the dildo. My ass was gaping open, and he took a large butt plug and lubed it up. “Here boy, this will wreck your hole for my fist.” He pressed the head of the butt plug to my open hole and applied pressure. My hole stretched even wider, and I watched in the mirror as the butt plug began to disappear into my guts. I thought my hole would tear open, but with one final pop, my hole wrapped around the butt plug and pulled the last of the wide, bulbous base inside. “Now keep that in you for a bit, boy. Feel good?” “oh….yes!!” “Are you thirsty again, boy?” He once again unclamped the catheter sticking out of the head of my cock and soaked me with my piss, only to lick it up and smear it on my body. The smell of piss teased my nostrils and made my cock throb rock hard. “I have more of my toxic fluid to give you, boy; time to point again.” My body was full of erotic, tingly sensations, and I craved to be a total sleazy pig for him. “Are you watching, boy? I like you to see me inject you with my poison.” “Fuck, yes….give it to me. I want your poz blood in me.” He took the same syringe he used earlier, and the thought of some of my blood entering his body made my rock hard cock stiffen even more. I watched him tighten the belt around his arm again, then clean a spot on the protruding veins of his rugged looking arm. He lined the needle up to his vein, and I watched the tip slowly poke into his arm. He advanced the needle into his vein and pulled back on the plunger, filling the syringe half-full with his blood. “The site of you slamming me with your blood turns me on so much!!! Give me your virus!!” He pulled the needle from his arm, put the tourniquet onto my arm, and cleaned off a spot on my forearm. I again watched him take the syringe and line it up to my arm vein. He grasped my arm to steady my vein, and then poked the needle into my arm. Seeing our blood mix together as he drew back on the plunger was hot. He then made sure my eyes were fixed on the syringe as he emptied another dose of his blood into my veins. Something stirred in me so erotic, so sensual. He was sharing every part of himself with me. He nudged toward the syringe, “Are you watchin, boy?” He again pulled back on the plunger filling the syringe with blood. The needle slipped from my arm and a trickle of his poisonous blood ran from my arm. He again lined up the needle to his arm and advanced into his vein. After getting a blood flashback, mixing our blood again in the syringe, he slowly injected my blood into his vein. He leaned over and again French kissed me with his tongue twisting with mine. At the same time, he pulled the butt plug from my ass, and worked three fingers into my gaping hole. “I want to feel my fist inside you, boy. Your hole is ready, and the sensations will feel incredible.” He lubed up his fist and arm, and began to finger my hole with three of his fingers, working them in and out; twisting is fingers around the rim of my hole. Then a fourth finger slipped inside with his hand cupped; and soon his thumb entered. He again twisted and worked his hand in and out. I was still flying high from the T. He worked his hand deeper and deeper into my hole, until his knuckle was ready to slip in. With a quick thrust, he opened me up and in popped his hand to the wrist. The feeling was total pleasure, sending tingling sensations throughout my body. He again worked his fingers farther into me, slowing searching and guiding their way in as he opened me up. He slowly withdrew his hand past my inner ring, and again opened it up, repeating back and forth, before fully withdrawing his fist from my gaping hole. “Your hole is wide open, boy!!” He slammed his fist into my hole more forcefully, and burning pain quickly turned to pleasure again as he repeatedly pushed his fist into me to his wrist and withdrew it again. I watched in the mirror as my hole squeezed tightly around his fist. He continued to work his fist in and out of me. As he pulled out for the last time my hole remained open. My ass lips were swollen and hung open and I noticed a trickle of blood dripping from my hole. “Fuck, boy, you’re ready for my poz seed now,” as he licked up the blood dripping from my ass lips. He then unclamped the catheter one more time and as piss started to spray from the end of the catheter tubing, he soaked my abdomen and slowly pulled the tubing out of my cock. Piss sprayed onto my chest and face as the end of the catheter slipped from my piss hole. I began to piss on myself and into my mouth, and he opened his mouth to lap up the piss from my tap. I emptied my bladder onto both of us. Piss dripped from his stache and beard onto my cock. He licked piss from my abdomen, then rubbed my soaked body, smearing my piss all over my chest, abdomen, and cock. He then engulfed my hard cock into his mouth, tasting my piss one more time. He stood up and stroked his raging hard, poz shaft twice, then with one quick thrust slammed his cock into my ass balls deep. He worked his death stick in and out of my hole ramming in harder and harder. When he pulled his cock out, it was tinged with ass juice and blood. My cock was rock hard watching him seed me, knowing he was leaking his poz precum into my wrecked hole. “You want my poz cum now, boy?” “Yes, give it to me.” “Beg for it!! Beg for me to poz your hole.” “Please, please give me your poz seed, sir. Charge me up!!” He again slammed his cock into my ass, and thrust in and out harder and faster, burying deep in me with his balls slapping my ass. “I’m working my poz precum into your bloody hole, boy. My virus will definitely get in to convert you.” “Yes, give me your cum!! I want every drop of your poison.” “Fuck, are you ready for it, cause I’m very close to seeding you?” My cock was pulsing with excitement, and he pushed me over the edge as I started to shoot my cum across my abdomen and chest. “Fuckin, hot, boy….here it comes!! “ He thrust in me one more time, and buried into my ass. I felt his cock throbbing and pulsing, filling my ass with all his toxic cum. His body jerked with each shot of cum from his cock. “Fuck yeah, boy. Take my poz seed.” “Fuck yes….I want all your DNA.” He held his cock deep in my ass until I felt his pulsing shaft stop throbbing. He then started to slowly plunge his cock in and out of my hole, working his poison deep in my guts. When he pulled out, his cock was tinged pink with poz cum and blood. His cum leaked from my hole, and he walked over to the side of the sling. “Clean my cock off, boy. Lick up that seed and blood.” I engulfed his cock into my mouth, and sucked every drop of blood and cum from his shaft. I then licked the head of his cock clean. “Fuck, that was amazing!!” “There’s no way you are not charged up now, boy. You’ll be seroconverting in no time. You’re mine, boy!!” Over the next two weeks, we swapped blood, and he seeded my ass with his charged cum 7 more times. And he was right, a week or so later I was seroconverting. I didn’t get all the classic flu-like symptoms so many guys get. I had a lot of night sweats, headaches, odd looking abdominal rashes, was very fatigued, and ran a fever. Knowing I was pozzing excited him and boned me up too. To celebrate we again swapped blood, but now we were swapping poz blood in our slams. We also swapped toxic seed, recharging my hole. After 5 years, we still pig and slam together, but now have converted 10 more chasers wanting our diseases. We continue to take all the toxic seed and blood we can get. My dad acquired gonorrhea, and he gladly gave it to me. We both had syphilis as well. We share all of our diseases with each other. Guess we are now in a daddy/son relationship, since he asked me to move in with him and continue exploring our twisted, taboo desires together. I of course said, "Yes!!"

OMG. Saturday 2 December 2017, what a night, I came to the realisation that I truely am one greedy insatiable total pig slut who absolutely loves to be Fucked and Used like a whore. I met up with my new friend and fuck buddy at his place at 4.30pm for a Wired fuck session, he fucked me senseless with his 8 1/2 inches of thick uncut cock in just about every position you could think of in a marathon session that lasted 6 1/2 hours, only stopping because I totally wore him out ?. I left his place at 10.30pm, still horny as all hell and wanting more cock. I then went to Sydney Sauna on Oxford st at 10.45pm, where I got completely naked, set myself up in one of the downstairs Cubicles, got on all fours, arse lubed up and in the air ready to take on anyone who wanted to fuck me ?. I stayed there all night until 11.30am Sunday morning and ended up having my arse fucked and Used by a total of 12 guys, 10 of these dumped their loads deep in my hungry hole and only 2 wore condoms, it was so fucking hot, got a few massive cocks too, including a big black cock, I sucked at least 7 cocks which was a bonus as all I really wanted was to be fucked? I was so fucking horny, I couldn’t get enough. I left the Sauna at 11.30am, but was still so horny, so quickly headed to the Pleasure Lounge just up the road, went into one of the cubicles took my pants off and bent over the bench where I ended up being Fucked by another 5 guys who all dumped their loads in me. By this time it was 1.30pm, my arse had been well and truly used and abused, so I decided to head home feeling tired happy and totally satisfied, having spent the last 21 hours being a total slut and loving every minute of it, never had that many guys fuck me in one 24 hour period before, a total of 18 guys fucked my arse, dumping 16 cum loads inside me and 7 cocks in my mouth. Very satisfied little slut here, who will definitely be doing this again very soon ?

Part 21 - You’re Number One Joe was walking across campus after classes to get back to the car when his phone rang. It was Nick. “Hey, Nick. How’s it going?” Joe asked. Nick said “Damn good, thanks. You?” “Great here too, I just got done with classes for the day and I’m heading home. Have you thought more about my offer?” Joe asked, deliberately avoiding passersby so no one would overhear the conversation. “Oh yeah, I couldn’t stop thinking about it," Nick replied, before asking “Are you really serious? I’ve had a few guys string me along and we never met.” “Dead serious” Joe said with a sinister laugh. “Fuck, I am so hard right now thinking about it. How do you want to set this up? I can pay you guys if you want, but I don’t have a lot of cash,” Nick said. Joe could hear the desire in his voice. “The guys and I were thinking that we’ll do it in a hotel room and just tag team you until we’re empty. If there is anything special you want to do, just let us know. And don’t worry about paying us. We’re just helping a guy out,” Joe said emotionlessly. “I kind of want some more info if you don’t mind,” Nick said as he started to rattle off questions. “How may guys are there? How toxic are they? Are they all our age or old guys? Any of them have AIDS? Are we just going to fuck or are you going to wreck my hole first or blood slam me? Is it just going to be a one night breeding or are we going to keep breeding until I convert?” Joe chuckled at how prepared Nick was and said “Wow, you really have been thinking about this. Lets see if I remembered all your questions. There are five of us, for sure. We all just got over the flu and tested poz but don’t have our numbers yet. One guy is about your age and the oldest is twenty seven. Since we just converted, no one has AIDS. Its up to you if you want us to prep your hole. We didn’t when we got bred, but one guy did have a large PA. Two of us have smaller PAs, so they’ll do some damage. I hate needles and I don’t know if anyone else is up for doing a blood slam. Oh, and we were just planning on doing it one night and seeing if it takes. Maybe we can do a second or third if it doesn’t. Whew. Was that all of the questions?” “Uh, Yeah, I think so. I guess the big one I forgot is how soon can we do it?” asked Nick. “Well, one guy lives down in the city and works, so his schedule is a little less flexible. He’s available Tuesday and Thursday this week in the evenings. He can probably do most other days before 3:00 PM,” Joe answered. “Can we really do it tomorrow night? Fuck that would be so hot. It’s my birthday!” Nick said enthusiastically. “I think so. I’ll send a message to everyone and get back to you. Give me an hour or two,” Joe said. Joe sent off messages to everyone and got replies back from everyone but Steven. When he got back to the apartment Steven was there crying. Joe went over to him and put his arm around him and asked what was wrong. Steven finally was able to explain that his Mom had called and yelled at him for not showing up to work at the restaurant. When he said that if his Dad didn’t want him as part the family, he assumed that meant he didn’t want him around their restaurant too. He said his mom kept yelling at him and called him worthless and lazy and perverted. Then later his phone went dead. Since it was on a family plan, he assumed they shut it off. Joe tried his best to calm him down. He finally said “Steven, your biological family has left you because they can’t accept you for who you are. You are a great person - smart, funny, generous, and sexy. We are your new family now. We look out for each other and help each other. Lets go over to the megamart and pick up a new SIM for your phone and get you a cheap pay as you go plan so you can keep in contact with the ones that really care about you. It took a while but Joe finally felt it was okay to ask Steven if Tuesday evening would be good for him for their meeting with Nick. Steven nodded and then rubbed his cock through his pants. Joe sent a message back to Nick telling him 7:00 PM, room 152 at the Rest Inn Lodge. Joe, Kyle and Steven hit their classes on Tuesday as if it was just an ordinary day. At lunch time, Joe found a secluded area on the campus quad and sat down on a bench. He started typing out a message “Joe here, u said I should call if u if I had a Q about being poz. Talk?” and hit send and sat back waiting for a response from Tyler. He put his headphones on and plugged them into his phone and listened to some music. About ten minutes later he got a message back - “Need 15 min.” Joe smiled and turned up the music a bit and waited. The phone rang and Joe answered. “Hi Tyler, I have a question that I was hoping you could help me out with.” “Sure, what is it?” “Is there any chance we can find out our viral loads before our appointments?” asked Joe. “Uh, we don’t like to give that info out like that. Why do you want to know?” responded Tyler. Joe started “This is off the record, ok?” and heard a “mmhmm” from the other side and continued “I have a chaser and our group is going to help him out, but he wanted to know how toxic we were before it happens.” Joe heard Tyler laugh and say “You pigs. I guess you’re dealing with it ok, then. How many guys are helping?” “There’s five of us and he wants to meet tonight” Joe replied. “Wow, thats quick. Give me the names and I’ll see what I can do” Tyler said. Joe gave him the names of the guys and heard Tyler tell him “OK, give me 30 and I’ll call you back.” Joe waited patiently until the thirty minutes was up and then started glancing at his phone almost every minute. Finally the phone rang and it was Tyler and Joe answered “Yo, dude.” "Hey, I have the info, but I can't really give it to you. If anyone found out, I'd lose my job. I'll give you some info, but I have to get a bit of the action in exchange" Tyler told Joe. Joe frowned. This wasn’t going as he planned, but said “You want to breed the guy? If you’re toxic and can meet tonight at 7:00, I’d say sure.” “I work until seven. Can I be a bit late? I have to go home and shower. I can probably get there by 8:00,” responded Tyler. “You can shower in the hotel room if you don’t mind an audience checking you out. Room 152 at the Rest Inn Lodge. Get there as soon as you can after work. Now, what info can you give me?” Joe asked. “Uh, please don’t share this with anyone than your group and the, uh, guest of honor. The viral loads from the poz tests last week were from 88k to 437k. I can’t tell you who had what and there’s some of you in the middle, but it should satisfy your neg bud,” Tyler said quietly. “Cool, I really appreciate it. See you tonight for some crazy fun. Bye” Joe responded. Joe, Kyle and Steven showed up at the hotel room early with their sling knocked down and in its travel bag. They ran into Dennis finishing up the prep work on the room. Some drinks were laid out in ice bins, the bed was covered in the rubber cover and the restraint rings were attached to the corners of the bed. The TV had a rough bareback porn video playing. Joe and Kyle reassembled the sling and set out the lube, poppers and toys they had brought along. There was a knock at the door and it was Corey. “Hey guys, I was hoping the victim would let me watch and maybe video the event. I can fuck too, but obviously I’m shooting blanks” Corey said as he walked in the room and looked around. “That's all up to Nick. You’ll have to ask him when he gets here,” replied Joe. At ten minutes to seven there was another knock at the door. Dennis answered it and it was Aaron. He walked into the room, visibly nervous and said “I hope I’m not too late. Traffic was a bitch. I’m gonna rinse off in the shower” and started to strip as he was walking to the bathroom. He dropped his bag, pulled his clothes off and got into the shower oblivious that everyone was watching him. They noticed that his cock was a little stiff already and they all smiled to each other. Aaron put on a new jockstrap that he bought, some basketball shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt and walked out and found a spot to sit. Kyle passed the joint to him and he took a big hit. “Aaaahhh” he said softly as the rush hit him, and then “Fuck I needed that. My cock has been hard the entire drive up here.” The clock ticked seven and the five guys sat around in the room, passing a joint around and drinking. At five after, Joe sent a text message to Nick asking where he was. They guys started to wonder if they got played or Nick had gotten cold feet. At 7:15, there was a knock at the door and everyone turned and looked at the door. Joe got up and opened the door and saw it was Nick. He pulled Nick inside and looked around outside to see if Tyler was anywhere around. Nick walked in the room and checked each of the guys out while they were examining their prey. Nick had an athletic build and was a runner. His body was well defined even though he didn’t run regularly any more. His hair was dark blond and he kept his chest shaved but left a treasure trail below his navel leading down to a thin eight inch uncut cock. He had a nice firm bubble butt and legs that were taut and muscular, both with a light covering of hair. As he scanned the room he quietly said “Oh fuck” with his eyes on Aaron. Aaron looked back at Nick and said “Scooter?” Nick blushed at the sound of his high school nickname that he had almost forgotten about. “Yeah, but I don’t use that nickname any more.” Everyone looked back and forth between Aaron and Nick until someone asked “Scooter?“ Nick just shook his head and said “Its an old nickname with a long story. Hi guys, I’m Nick.” Joe could see the discomfort in Nick’s posture and hoped that the party was not going to fall apart at the last minute. Dennis broke the awkward silence with “I take it you two know each other?” Aaron responded first “Yeah, we went to high school together. I had a big crush on him, but I thought he was straight. He always had a girlfriend and there were rumors that he knocked one of them up.” Nick looked even more uncomfortable and said “I thought I was straight too and yeah, I knocked one of my girlfriends up trying to prove it. No one wants a gay jock.” Joe interrupted with a loud “AHEM! They’re the best kind of jock” and rolled his eyes. “Anyway, once I had sex with a guy, I realized why I needed to steal my Dad’s Viagra to have sex with women. I was gay.” Aaron said “Damn, I would have given anything to have been that guy. I jacked off so many times to thoughts of you.” Nick blushed and chuckled. “It almost happened a few times, but I chickened out. I didn’t want to be seen with someone some people thought was gay. Sorry.” Joe looked at Nick and said “I know this is kinda awkward, so I can understand if you don’t want to go through with it tonight.” “I’ve been so fuckin’ pumped all weekend thinking about tonight, I can’t stop now,” Nick said. Joe asked “You okay with it, Aaron?” Without hesitation Aaron replied “Hell, yeah.” Nick looked directly at Aaron and asked “So everyone here is poz?” “All but Corey, but we’ll get to that later” Joe said and then continued “We all found out a week and a half ago and haven’t taken any meds yet. I have a bit more info that I was hoping another guest would give, but he said he would get here a little late from work.” Everyone looked curiously at Joe and he grinned. “A little birdie told me that the guys that tested poz the week we did had a viral load of eighty eight thousand to four hundred thirty seven thousand. So the guys here tonight are in that range.” Dennis’s and Kyle’s jaws dropped. “Fuck, yeah. That should do it” Nick said and then added “I took one of the home tests today and it said neg. I have a pic of it if anyone wants to see.” “Nah, thats cool. Do you prefer the bed or the sling, Nick?” Dennis asked. “Let's start out on the bed and then do the sling later,” he said with a grin. Joe laughed and said “Let's get naked and you can pick which cock goes in you first.” As each man removed his clothing, Corey commented “I’m the neg guy. Dennis is my boyfriend. I’m on prep and like to fuck with poz guys. I want to watch if that’s okay, maybe take some pics or vids if you’re cool with it or even fuck you when you’re loaded.” Nick broke out laughing. “Thats sick dude. I love it. Uh… I want copies of all the pics and videos. Just don’t put them up anywhere online. Okay?” “No problem,” Corey replied. Joe said “Oh, by the way, it’s Nick’s birthday today. Lets all give him a birthday gift he’ll remember!” “Line up so I can pick my first toxic cock” said Nick. The guys lined up, each stroking himself to get his cock even stiffer. Corey followed Nick down the line, videoing each of the hard cocks. Nick made it about half way and there was a knock on the door. Joe ran over and hid his naked body behind the door as he cracked it open. It was Tyler standing there in his medical scrubs. “Cool, you made it. We haven’t started yet.” Tyler walked in the room and there were a few gasps. “Guys, here is our other special guest. Tyler, I think you know most of these guys. This is Nick, our bottom slut for the evening and this is Corey, Dennis’s boyfriend. The shower is over there. We’ll wait until you rinse off and then we can get going.” By this time, Kyle had lit another joint and was passing it around. Nick said “Oh, I almost forgot, I brought this," pulling out a toothbrush. "Anyone want to help?” Joe pushed Nick over toward the sling and bent him over. “I’ve never done this, I’ve just seen it in porn” said Joe as he started to push the brush into Nick’s pussy. Nick groaned and started to scream but he cut himself off. Joe twisted the brush as it went in and felt the bristles get just inside the ring. He waited a moment and then started to work the brush in deeper, pushing in and out and rotating the brush. He worked the brush until he heard the water stop from the shower. He slowly pulled the brush out and the tips of the bristles were red and there was a drop of blood clinging on to one of the bristles. He helped Nick up and noticed he was sweating and had bitten his lip and there was blood running down his chin. Tyler walked out into the room naked. “Stand down here, Tyler, next to me” Joe said. As Tyler walked everyone stared at his body. He really did look like he could be a model. His cock, which was semi-erect, was already over six inches, thick with a large PA piercing. Joe was the only one to see Tyler’s back and spotted the large biohazard tattoo between his shoulder blades, the only thing altering his perfect lightly tanned skin. With all of the cocks now at full hardness, Nick once again went down the line trying to decide which would be the first one to fuck and fill him with a viral load. He checked each of them, feeling them and playing with the three pierced cocks. “I want Aaron to do the honors, since I’ve wanted to fuck with him the longest,” Nick said. Aaron pumped his fist and said “Yeah!” as he walked towards the bed, pushing Nick. Nick got on all fours in the center of the bed. Aaron lubed his cock and then got behind Nick, rubbing his cock head on Nick’s tortured hole. “You sure you want to get pozzed up, Scooter?” Aaron asked. “Knock me up, Aaron. Fuck me and give me that toxic cum. POZ ME UP!” Nick begged. Aaron pushed his rock hard cock into Nick’s hole, finally getting it to open and got the head of his cock inside. Aaron moaned and waited a moment before shoving the remaining length of his shaft inside. This was only the second guy he had ever fucked and he was enjoying this even more than Corey’s hole. He had dreamt of having sex with Nick years ago and now he was doing it for real. He started thrusting in and out, slowly at first and getting harder and longer. The feeling of Nick’s battered hole around his cock turned him on more and more. He would slam his cock in and feel Nick’s hole throb around his cock and then pound him hard several times before slowing down and letting his balls relax a bit. Everyone was standing around the bed stroking and watching him fuck and hopefully poz his high school crush. He felt like a porn star, and he kind of was, as Corey recorded all of it. He tried to fight off the impending orgasm, but when Joe pinched his nipple, he couldn’t wait any more and rammed his cock in and felt his balls spew their buggy contents. He hadn’t shot a load since he bred Corey the previous week and it showed with huge amounts of cum flooding Nick’s hole. Aaron laid down on Nick’s back as his hips thrust in a few more times, pushing the cum in deeper. He whispered in Nick’s ear “Thanks. I hope its mine that knocks you up.” Aaron pulled his cock out and moved in front of Nick, letting him lick and suck the blood, cum and ass juice off his still hard cock. Joe was next in line and slammed his cock into Nick’s hole, forcing some of the cum out and it ran down his balls on to the bed. Joe couldn’t believe he was finally fucking his first neg guy with his poz cock. While it felt the same as countless guys he had fucked before, the mental image of his virus infecting Nick made it so much hotter. When Aaron pulled his cock out of Nicks mouth and got off the bed, Joe pushed Nick’s shoulders down to the bed and got in the jockey position and started slamming as hard as he could into Nick’s sloppy cunt. Joe looked down and a pink froth covered his pubes. It reminded why he was fucking Nick and it pushed him over edge and he shot several volleys of his poz cum deep into Nick’s hole. Like Aaron, he pulled his cock out and then fed it to Nick to clean. Nick tried to deep throat Joe, but kept gagging on the piercing. Dennis was next and he spared no mercy to Nick’s now ravaged hole. His sweat dripped down on to Nick’s back. Dennis ground his hips around, making sure his cock visited every part of Nick’s fuck chute. As he got close to cumming, Tyler got up on the bed behind Dennis and started to whisper in his ear, urging him on and then telling him quietly “You are so fucking toxic dude. One load from your cock would probably poz him up.” That was all it took to cause Dennis' cock to pump its deadly load into Nick’s fertile cunt. Tyler took Dennis’s place after he pulled out, pounding his hole relentlessly until he added his own poz cum to the slop inside Nick. Steven followed Tyler and the one that had been quiet all evening became an animal. It was a fuck to breed and infect. The guys were shocked at the change in demeanor but it turned them all on. After shooting his cum into Nick, he did the same as everyone else and made Nick suck his cock clean. Kyle had been edging the entire time, watching Nick get fucked. He didn’t think he would last long and he didn’t. His long, firm thrusts were poking Nick’s prostate and Nick was leaking all over the bed. Finally Kyle put his arm around Nick’s neck and pulled back, preventing Nick from breathing. Nick tried to shake free and then his body started to spasm, bringing Kyle past the point of no return and he shot several large spurts of cum into Nick’s destroyed cunt. He pulled out and Nick was and almost too exhausted to clean his cock, but he did. Kyle fell down on the bed next to Nick and the two sat there gasping for breath. As Nick lay on the bed recovering, he looked around the room and smiled. This was what he had dreamt of as his conversion fantasy. He finally got up and grabbed a bottle of water and drank it down, attempting to replace all the sweat he had lost. The guys started chatting a bit until Nick walked over and laid in the sling. Aaron took the hint and went over and helped put him in the straps. Nick was adjusting himself in the sling when Aaron thrust his cock into Nick’s hole. Round two had begun and the guys followed the same order, each dumping a second load into Nick. Aaron, Tyler and Dennis added a third load from each before they collapsed on the bed. Joe got up and took a buttplug and slid it into Nick’s well lubed hole. After resting a bit, the guys grabbed a beer and another joint got passed around. Tyler looked around the room, matching face with viral load. He then said “I have one other thing we can do to help Nick join the brotherhood. Nick are you interested?” “Yeah, of course” Nick replied. “Dennis, are you up for it?” Tyler continued. “Yeah, maybe” said Dennis, confused as to why he was the only one that was asked. “I brought a syringe. We can take the guy with the highest viral load and give Nick a blood slam. No drugs, just sharing your blood directly with Nick. We don’t have to, its up to Dennis and Nick.” Nick laid back in the sling and laid his arm out saying “I’m up for it if anyone wants to.” Dennis nodded and Tyler got up and got the stuff - one syringe, alcohol wipes and a rubber strap. Dennis sat in a chair and Tyler tightened the strap and drew blood into the syringe filling it three quarters of the way. He removed the strap and moved over to Nick, tying the strap and and pushed the needle in and drew some of his blood in to mix with Dennis’s. He untied the strap and slowly pushed he plunger down. Nick just stared at the syringe as the blood emptied into his body. The other guys watched from a distance. The guys sat around a little while longer drinking and smoking. At 1:00 AM, Dennis announced that he had to go home and get some sleep. Corey knew he was going to get fucked when they got home and was on his feet in seconds. Joe, Kyle and Steven also got up to leave. Dennis told Aaron that if he didn’t want to drive back home tonight he could just sleep in the room. Nick looked up and asked “Mind if I stay here too?” “Not at all. You just need to be out by 10:00 or I’ll have to deal with an angry housekeeper,” Dennis said. As the door shut closed, Nick and Aaron curled up next to each other naked on the couch before falling asleep.

I hire one particular escort almost every week when he's in town. He's a poz hung muscle daddy with a 00 gauge PA. I love this stud, he fucks to hurt and leaves me bleeding n dripping poz seed. We have an agreement that if he ever wakes up with an STD, I want it, like I want everything else which comes out of his 9 incher. The morning after he returned from a xmas fuck tour of Southern California he awoke with a PA hole full of green puss and his cock stuck to his crusty jock. Hands free I spewed my seed just hearing what he would be giving me later that morning. I hit the shower and worked my showershot so roughly in my cunt that I was bleeding even before I left my house. Although I spend a couple of afternoons a week being a cumdump and average a couple of STD's yearly - but I've never knowingly sucked a pus-dripping cock or begged for a stud to knock me up with gonorrhea and syphilis. He answered the door in a jock strap with a wet mark from his dripping cock. At my request, He had re-inserted his PA which was oozing green puss. I got on my knees and licked the puss off his oozing cock, My cunt twitched when he smeared some puss on his thumb and jammed it in my hungry slit. This cumdump fuckin' wanted his toxic cock more than any cock I ever wanted. He took me from behind while I stood on his staircase. I spewed into my jock the second his cock pushed past my sphincter. We fucked like dogs in heat, I was fuckin' myself on his cock as hard as he was fucking his cock into my ass. Later he told me the load burned as it was deposited deep in my snatch. It was the hottest fuck of my life, and worth the penicillin shot in my ass the next day. Several of my piggier buds got off knowing they'd be fuckin' a gono hole, so I spent my afternoon passing the gift along. I hear they had no problem finding pigs who begged for gono cock. Every time, I think I'm a super twisted fuck, I find out i'm just like a thousand other cumdumps in SF, begging for anything my top will give me.

Once upon a time, a person's life could be ruined by gaining a reputation as a "whore" or even just a "slut". In some circles, slut-shaming is still a thing (ask Hester Prynne). Even in places where religious and moral judgments aren't brought to bear, there's still a kind of market economy equation that dictates that scarcity = value; if a thing is easy to get, it must not be worth much, if it's worth having at all. Here at BZ, we find men who fly their Slut and Whore Flags proudly. The terms are even integrated into the site hierarchy. But when it comes down to fantasy versus actual fucks counted, braggadocio versus balls unloaded into asses, is there still any stigma attached to those of us who will actually ass-up for anyone, anytime? Does advertising ourselves as the opposite of hard-to-get make us less desirable? Does it suggest that we lack self-esteem or self-respect or that there's some reason we're not top-shelf ass that almost nobody gets to fuck and therefore everybody wants to? A man took me and trained me for five years to be a cumdump bottom. No shit. I'm not making this up, this actually happens. Maybe I was always headed for this, maybe not, I don't know, but all I can say is that now I know for a fact that the purpose for my sexual life is for as many men as possible to fuck me. It's a purpose that drives me. I want this. I need it to happen for me to feel that I have fulfilled a part of my reason for being. I have to assume that there are some guys who would hear that and think, "That's fucked up, man." I'm not a psychiatrist, but it doesn't feel fucked-up to me. It feels natural and liberating. I also have to assume there are those who hear that and say,"Yeah, right, trained to be a sex toy. Nice story, bro." I already realize how it sounds, but what can I say, it actually happened to me. For the rest, I assume there are some who will read it and think: "That's hottt" and others who would simply think: "Easy ass" and both would wonder, "How far away is he and is he looking right now?" But is there some percentage of those who read it and think: "Ew. I don't want to fuck someone everybody's fucked. He must be a loose/skanky/sketchy/dirty/low/gutter/messed-up/drugged-out/non-self-respecting slutty whore." Of course, for some here, that would all be taken as high praise, but stick with me. In all honesty, when I come out in total honesty and advertise my holes as open to all cummers, does that turn some of you away? Do we eager sluts do ourselves a disservice by being too eager? Do we actually turn away more than we attract? I don't know the answer to this, and I would really like to, because I don't know any other way to be than completely honest about myself. If I'm offering something nobody wants, I'd rather be told than sit here with my ass hanging out (literally). Your candid views are always appreciated, and may I say what a pleasure it is to have a place like this where I can even ask such a question.

Does anyone else become absurdly grateful after being given a load? I have been like that from the first time I ever had a cock in me. It was a blowjob, and he just let me suck until I got a drink from him. After I sucked out his final drops, I was just overcome with gratefulness and kept thanking him. He looked a little freaked out, but it also seemed to turn him on, since he wanted another blowjob. When I get fucked, it's even more. I am just about ready to worship a top while he's in me, and I'm totally into worship once his load is in me.

Personally, I think it's the right thing to do. Thank him in whatever way you deem fit -- in words, a kiss, or (the best!) by spending the time after he's cum to clean off his cummy cock or a combination! On some level, he'll love it!

hello sir neg college athlete. not on prep. I love your muscled bod and massive alpha cock in your profile pic. would love to let you rough up my tight neg muscle butt. no mercy. do whatever you want. never had a poz load and i bet they're real good coming from a monster like yours

I think i've reached a new level of bottom pig hypersexuality. in addition to the constant sexual use my body enjoys i've had my huge bad-dragon toys in me everyday for over a week now assoon a si get home from work. My sex tunnel stays so hosed out for use I have't taken a natural shit in weeks and my jockunt is stretched out more than ever. Loing the pig life like never before!

Oh man, this got me instantly hard. I've hooked up with guys a handful of times but never let them cum inside me- usually they wore a condom, or would pull out and spew all over my face. I'm very apprehensive about getting an STD, and prior to my transition I was afraid of getting pregnant. I really did love the feel of raw cock fucking my unprotected hole, though, and it especially turned me on when I could feel my hole getting gooey and slick with his precum. It really turns me on to imagine being held down by a top, helplessly squirming while the anonymous perv on top of me plunges his cock as deep inside my unprotected hole as possible; Finally giving up, and giving in to the undeniable pleasure of feeling his tool bloat and throb, splattering hot gobs of thick, gooey jizz inside me, forcing me to be a cum dump.

As soon we tell Larry that Tommy and I both want to become POZ he is very happy and says it will be done one at a time , Tommy will be first and I’m to assist thous who will be infecting Tommy and his after care when he turns POZ and once he does it will be my turn to join the brother hood. The day before Tommy is going to be bread POZ he is given some meds like you are going for a colonoscopy so his hole will be clean and nothing to interfere with the toxic loads that will be deposited in Tommy pristine clean hole.They are going to do a gang bang on Tommy and its 6 who are all off meds with a high VL over 600,000 who will be breading and paying a nice big fee to knock Tommy up. The next day I take Tommy to the room that will change his life for ever , so when we get there the 6 are waiting for Tommy. They all are giving Tommy the once over grabbing his ass and taking Tommy over to the bed to inspect his body and 2 of them say at the same time very fresh meat , another one ask Tommy does he knows what is about to happen to him , Tommy says the 6 of you are here to give me your toxic loads and to help join the POZ Brotherhood. I’m there is just a small briefs and my dick bulging out as I’m so turned on. They ask me to keep Tommy happy by me giving Tommy his first slam as they all took turns working the tooth brush in his hole. Once Tommy hole is nice and raw and I see some blood they start 3 of them have P.A. on their dicks with a spike ball on the P.A. I gave his a heavy slam and hope it would make it easier for Tommy but it’s not as they are being very ruff with him calling him a negative faggot and his cries were being drowned out with a dick in his mouth , the bloody cum is running out of his hole and they have their pink cum cleaned by Tommy mouth . About 20 loads we put into Tommy hole as they left I installed a large plug in his wreck hole then put a strap around him so the plug would stay in. When they leave is in bad shape as I lay there with him , we are there for the rest of the night and Tommy is walking blow legged as it helps with the pain , as the nurse walks in he wants to inspect Tommy and see how much damage to him once he pulls the plug out . No cum is leaking out and that is a very good sign as Tommy body has absorbed the toxic cum into his body. My time will come once Tommy body has converted over to the POZ Brotherhood.

The Downfall of a Banker Part 2 Initially after I got home, following my walk of shame, I had a small rebellion. My anger over how I could submit to not only a man but also someone so below me. This could not compute with the image I previosuly held of myself. I reacted with anger, anger at myself, anger at the world, anger at my surroundings. Therefore my home bore the brunt of my anger. I smashed mirrors, vases and furniture. I ended in the shower trying despertaley to remove evidence of my previous diabolical encounter. However when I emerged from my long hot shower I looked at myself in the mirror after and seeing the marks on my face and on my body from my skinheads manhandling all I can do is imagine him standing behind me, holding me, controlling me, his hands like a drug roaming all over my body. At this point I knew I was hooked. I knew I had to get to work. I finished my ablutions. Dressed in my finest suit. Coiffed my hair. Applied my moisturiser. Dabbed my aftershave. In one way I felt at the top of my game and in another I felt empty. On my way to work I again found my way to the bank diverted via the building site. The man who had both brought out my humility and forever changed my view on life was no longer alone. He was now accompanied by the rest of his gang. He was surprised as I was to find myself here. He said to me was I back for more already? He continued that if I wanted more I had to come back here tonight after work, but I had to be prepared that I will never be the same again and will never be able to go back to my previous life. I would have to follow each of his instructions, if I failed to do so then I would never see him again. I affirmed that I would indeed be back tonight and would follow his instructions. He called me his new BOY and I returned by calling him SIR. I managed to get myself to work and I think because I knew subconsciously I may not be returning I worked like a trooper to tie up any loose ends. I managed to get out on time. My driver was waiting for me. I returned home. I bathed and moisturised everywhere. As I caressed my skin I imagined it was HIS hands feeling me up. I then procrastinated for ages on what to wear. Even though I knew I would not be wearing it long I felt that I needed to dress up to impress him. My stomach was in knots as I made my way back to the building site in my brand new Bentley wearing a beautiful Gieves & Hawkes fitted Italian wool suit. I was in a state of extreme excitement and nervousness with adrenaline rushing through my veins. Although it was pitch black when I arrived. I could see a glow of bright outdoor lights and also oil drums with fires in them. The gang of skinheads were arranged in a circle around HIM. He looked magnificent, so in control. I affirmed when asked that I was willing to do ANYTHING for him. He said I now had to demonstrate this and I was not allowed to question what he told me unless I wanted everything to stop. He informed me I needed to undress. As I removed each article of clothing I was to place it in one of burning oil drums. This was to symbolise the destruction of my old life before my rebirth, rising like a phoenix from the fire. As I watched each piece burn I should have been thinking of the expense of replacing my clothes and how I was going to get home, however what I was actually thinking was I was stripping myself of my past and I was so excited by my future. Every part of me was excited and erect. Once I was completely naked with nothing left to cover me he approached me and grabbed hold of my lush dark hair. He brought the knife, that he had previously used to tear apart my suit, up to the strands of hair that he held. I begged him not to do it, explaining my life would be over, I would be sacked and my family would disown me. He relented and took the knife away. He said he would not take my hair yet if I was not ready, however the day would come when I would beg him to make me bald. He had originally planned to use my hair as payment for the pleasure I was about to receive. He said he would have to find an alternative source of payment. He asked how I came down to the building site. When he heard I drove he demanded that I bring my car onto the site. I realised I could not fight him again. I made a naked dash for my car. I was observed by a gang of youths smoking who jeered at me as I sat my naked posterior and felt the soft leather as it caressed my skin directly. As I pressed my bare filthy feet down on the accelerator I drove the car onto the site, trying desperately to avoid as many muddy puddles as possible. Despite my skilled driving the exquisite paintwork was never the less splattered with filth. I was extremely proud of my car. It was a limited edition version of the Continental GT in Caspian Blue. I had used my quaterly bonus to purchase it. There were only 50 made around the world and I was only able to get my hands on one as my family had been buying Bentleys for decades. I parked the car close to the skinhead gang. I emerged from the luxurious cocoon and despite my nudity I proudly stood in front of my car. My new Master could clealry feel and see how proud I was. He was not happy. He had put a lot of effort in to try and rid me of my arrogance and yet it still kept re-appearing. He therefore decided that some creative styling was needed for my car to teach me a lesson. When I guffawed that I would certainly not let this happen, he very calmly but firmly gave me 2 options: 1. Either allow my head to be shaved or help him to "modify" my car and then he would give me the fuck I was craving or 2. Get naked back into my Bentley and we would never meet again. What was I to choose?

Part 22 - On the prowl Steven had been quiet for a few days. Joe and Kyle kept asking him if he was ok and he just lied and said everything was good. He remembered that Joe had said he could stay a few weeks and he knew his time was up. But he was running out of money and knew he wasn’t welcome to work at his parent’s restaurant any more. He had been out hitting other places looking for a part time job that would work around his school schedule and finally found one at Antonio's, one of the nicer restaurants in town. It was the type of place professors took their spouses or mistresses to or for business meetings wooing people to donate to the university. The manager liked his clean-cut looks and polite conversation. “Too many of these students come in here looking for a job with tattoos, piercings and long hair. I need staff that don’t look like they’re homeless” he told Steven. It helped that he had experience being a waiter, bus boy and kitchen helper. His first night he had to fill in for a waiter that didn’t show up and the manager watched him like a hawk. He hustled and did as best he could, learning the menu during any spare time he had. At the end of the evening, the manager came up and thanked him for doing a great job without any training. Steven counted up his tips at the end of his shift and was really happy. The customers here tipped a lot better than his parent’s restaurant. He looked around as he sat at a table with his new coworkers, finally getting to meet them. His gaydar was getting better and he thought that all but one of the waiters was gay. The bus boys all seemed to be straight and he thought only one of the kitchen staff was gay. He felt pretty comfortable and was surprised at how helpful everyone had been. As he went to leave one of the waiters came up to him and gave him a slip of paper and whispered “Call me if you need any help figuring this place out or want to meet.” It was Ryan, a tall dark haired guy with crystal blue eyes that was about his age. His skin was smooth and he had lips Steven would like to kiss for hours. He noticed that he had a circular barbell earring in his ear that he didn’t remember seeing earlier. Steven went back to the apartment and sat on the couch with his laptop and went through the 'Roommate wanted' ads seeing what was available. He didn’t want to leave, but didn’t want to overstay his welcome either. Joe walked in and sat next to him and turned on the TV. Looking over at the laptop screen, Joe asked “Whatcha doing?” Steven’s eyes began to tear and said “Well, you said I could stay here for a few weeks after my Dad threw me out and it’s been that long. Now that I have a job, I’m looking for a place to live.” Joe turned his head and looked at Steven. “That was then. I really didn’t know you and didn’t want to give you the impression that you could stay here forever. Now that I do know you and we’ve bonded like brothers, I want you to stay as long as you want. If you want to help with the rent, that's great. If you can’t we’ll figure something out.” Steven closed the laptop and hugged Joe, crying. Joe, Kyle and Dennis had become his family and he didn’t want to do anything to lose them. “Now, we should do something about getting you a bed instead of the couch,” Joe said as he stood up and went to the playroom. “Let’s take out the inflatable bed and the floor tray, put the sling back in its bag and get some boxes for the toys. It’s up to you to figure out what you want to sleep on and we can find a dresser at a garage sale. Does that work?” “Oh god yeah. I’ll sleep on the couch until I get my paycheck and get something then. Thanks!” Steven said. Steven went to work the second day and found himself bussing tables the whole night and kept glancing at Ryan when he could. At the end of the night he walked outside and waited for him to leave and the two walked around talking and finally ended up at an all night diner and got some coffee. Their conversation had avoided anything to do about their sexuality or relationships. “I’ve seen you around campus but never had the nerve to talk to you,” Ryan said. “Oh? I didn’t know I was intimidating” replied Steven. Ryan chuckled and said “No, its just that I’ve never been good at picking up guys. I don’t know what to say and I’m afraid they’ll be straight and beat me up.” Steven looked at Ryan and said “So, you figure I can’t beat you up?” Ryan’s face turned pale and said “Oh, shit. You’re straight. Fuck! I’m sorry,” and he started to slide out of the booth. Steven grabbed his hand. “No I’m not. Stay. I was trying to be funny.” Ryan moved back into the booth and sighed with relief. They started talking about all the things they avoided earlier in the night and found they were similar in many ways, but Steven was avoiding the topic about him being poz. Ryan looked at his phone and saw it was almost midnight. “I don’t want to, but I’m going to have to go. I have an 8:00 AM class and my roommate hates it when I come home late and wake him up.” He put down money for the coffees and the tip. “Before you go and before we go any farther, I need to tell you something. I don’t want this to get too far before you know,” Steven said. Ryan looked at him concerned. “I hope you’ll keep this just between you and me, I don’t want anyone at the restaurant to know, at least not yet.” Ryan’s look got even more grim. “Are you a vampire?” he said with a nervous laugh. “Almost. I have HIV,” Steven said quietly. “Oh” Ryan replied, his face emotionless. “I understand if you don’t want to go out me. I hope we can still be friends,” Steven said. “I need to think,” was all that Ryan said as he got up and walked out of the diner. Steven cried most of the way back to the apartment and curled up on the couch and fell asleep. He went to classes the next day, but he was down. He showed up at the restaurant and looked for Ryan but he wasn’t there. When he asked, he was told it was his day off. He worked the rest of the night not talking to anyone - cleaning up tables, setting tables up, delivering food to the tables and sweeping floors - just doing his job. Exhausted he walked out of the restaurant at the end of night and made it to the end of the building when he heard a voice from behind him. “I’m sorry I left you like that last night,” Ryan said. Steven stopped and turned around. “I understand. Can we at least be friends?” he asked. “I hope more than that. The news just took me by surprise. I didn’t know what to do,” Ryan explained. Steven’s heart started to beat faster. He asked “You’re okay with it?” They started walking down the street “Yeah, I am. I’m actually surprised I’m not poz too, with some of the crazy things I’ve done. Sometimes I wish I was,” Ryan said. “Oh? You want to tell me what kinds of crazy things you’ve done?” Steven asked as he started to smile. Ryan took a deep breath and said “Uh, you’re not going to hate me if I tell you?” Steven replied “Of course not, I’ve done some wild things too.” Ryan said “I’ve done a few gangbangs as a bareback bottom and I have spent a lot of time at the glory hole at the adult book store sucking and getting fucked and bred and sometimes fucking. I’ve kind of done things like that to make up for not having a boyfriend.” They walked several blocks until Ryan had to turn to go towards his dorm and Steven had to go the other direction to the apartment. Ryan took Steven’s head in his hands and kissed him passionately. “Can we meet tomorrow afternoon?” Ryan asked. “Uh, sure. I have classes until 2:00. Where do you want to meet?” Steven asked. “How about my dorm room, or is that too bold?” Ryan replied. Steven chuckled “Uh, it doesn’t mean anything is going to happen.” Steven got Ryan’s phone number, dorm building and room number, and some directions. He kissed Ryan and headed toward the apartment, feeling much better than the night before. Steven got up earlier than normal and cleaned his ass out well and then showered and got dressed. He packed his backpack with the few things he would need for class and then added a baggie with a condom that he hoped was still good, lube and poppers. He got to campus early and found the building that Ryan lived in and then went to his first class. He was nervous and excited at the same time. He couldn’t concentrate in either of his classes and only ate a granola bar for lunch. When his second class finished up he sent a text message to Ryan telling him he was on his way. Steven’s stomach was in knots as he walked into the dorm building and walked into the elevator. Waiting for the elevator to get up to the fifth floor, he took the poppers, lube and condom and put them in the front pocket of his jeans. Getting off the elevator, no one was around, much to his relief. He wandered down the hall and finally found Ryan’s room. He took a deep breath and knocked. The door opened and there was Ryan, standing in front of him with a big grin, almost naked except for some jogging shorts. He looked up and down his body looking at every detail. Both of his nipples were pierced and he had two star tattoos poking above his shorts, one on either side of his cock. His stomach had a perfect six pack and there was light hair on his pecs and a trail leading to his cock. His legs were toned and also lightly furry. He could only imagine the cock that was hidden in the shorts. Steven walked in and set his bag down before pulling Ryan into a hug and kissing his soft lips. Typically for a dorm room, the only chairs were at the desks and the only other place to sit was on the beds. Ryan led Steven over to his bed and they sat down, one at each end. Steven said “I feel a little overdressed or you are underdressed.” “This is what I normally wear in my room. Its always too warm in here and I prefer to wear as few clothes as possible,” Ryan replied. Wondering how long they had alone, Steven asked “So, when does your roommate come back?” “Oh, he doesn’t get back until six in the evening on Thursdays,” Ryan replied. Steven wondered if they could talk for three hours or what Ryan had planned. Maybe talk for an hour and he would go home. While his mind went through all the possibilities he said “Oh, cool” out loud. “You can take your jacket off, unless you want to be ready to run away,” Ryan joked. Steven smiled and took his pullover off and tossed it over next to his backpack. He kicked off his shoes and sat back on the bed. They talked for a while and Ryan moved next to Steven and pulled his shirt up and off. His hands rubbed over Steven’s body and he leaned in and kissed Steven. Their kiss got more passionate and their tongues danced in Ryans mouth. Steven started to move his hands over Ryan’s chest, rubbing his pierced nipples. Ryan moaned as he played with his nipples and it was obvious that Ryan’s cock was also responding. Steven pushed Ryan onto his back and they continued to explore each others bodies. Ryan reached down and unbuttoned Steven’s jeans and unzipped them, pushing his hand inside Steven’s underwear. Steven’s cock was hard and got harder with Ryan’s grasp. Ryan let go and started to push his pants down and Steven moved back and took them off and stood there in front of Ryan, naked for the first time. “Fuck, you are so hot,” Ryan said as Steven reached over and pulled Ryan’s shorts down. He climbed back on the bed and pushed Ryan’s legs apart and laid down on top of Ryan, kissing him and grinding his body against Ryan’s. Their cocks were rubbing against each other as Steven started to hump Ryan. As the intensity increased, Ryan stopped and looked up at Steven and said “I need you to fuck me.” Steven panicked and wasn’t sure what to do. He got up and fished the condom and lube from his jeans and got back on the bed. His cock was rock hard and throbbing. He looked at Ryan and started to rip open the condom when Ryan said “No, I want it bare.” “But, I’m poz and not on drugs. I could give it to you,” Steven said, wanting desperately to fuck Ryan. “I know. I don’t care. I want you to fuck me and breed me. Please,” Ryan pleaded. Steven put down the condom and tore the lube packet open and slicked his cock up. He put more lube on Ryan’s hole and slid a finger in, pushing some lube in deep. As his finger came out, Steven started pushing his cock in. He felt Ryan’s hole relax and his cock slid in. He worked his cock in deeper and began to drive his cock in hard. Steven looked down at Ryan and saw his big smile and heard him beg for him to fuck him. “Oh god yeah, fuck me Steven. Fuck me with that poz cock. Give it to me,” Ryan said. Steven got turned on hearing him beg and he started to get verbal too. “You want that raw poz cock inside you? Coating your cunt with toxic precum? Yeah, you want me to knock you up, don’t you? Turn you into a poz pig? Is that what you want?” Steven slammed his cock in hard as he asked each question. They were both sweating and the bed was shaking. Ryan’s legs were laying on top of Steven’s shoulders and Steven’s body was bouncing off of Ryan’s firm ass. “Yeah, give me that dirty seed. Make me your poz bitch. Knock my ass up with your poz cum,” Ryan begged. Their eyes were locked together. Steven’s thrusts got more ragged as he felt his balls tighten up “Oh yeah, I’m gonna knock that neg ass of yours up. I’ll breed you good with my toxic seed,” Steven said as he pulled all the way out and drove back into Ryan’s hole. He did it a second and then a a third time. He pulled all the way out and asked “Ready to get pozzed, Ryan?” Ryan replied “Oh god YES!!!” Steven slammed in and felt his cum shoot. He had several days worth of cum built up and he pumped his charged up cum into Ryan’s hungry neg ass. Steven’s body shook with each spurt and Ryan’s hole milked every drop it could. Steven looked down at Ryan who had a big grin on his face. “Fuck that was so hot and dirty. I never heard anyone do poz role-play before. Did you really fuck him raw?” said a voice by the door. Both Ryan and Steven looked shocked. It was Ryan’s roommate Jeff and he walked up and looked at the two of them, Steven’s cock still inside Ryan. Steven pulled back and as his cock came out, so did a large blob of cum. “Oh my god, you really did breed him. Can you fuck me like that. Tell me that you’re pozzing me as your cumming inside me? I’ve always wanted to do it, but never had the guts,” Jeff said. “No, I don’t think so,” Steven said and looked at Ryan incredulously. He couldn’t believe someone would interrupt people having sex like that and assume something this dangerous was only role-play. Ryan shrugged his shoulders and Steven chuckled. “Oh come on. It was really hot. Please?” begged Jeff. “You really want it?” Steven asked. “Fuck yeah, my cock is rock hard from watching and hearing you guys,” said Jeff. “Then get your fucking clothes off and get on the bed. Suck Ryan’s cock and show me that neg hole” Steven barked. Steven was surprised at the words coming out of his mouth. Jeff got out of his clothes in an instant and got on his knees in front of Ryan, bending over and revealing a hairless pink hole. Steven took the packet of lube and fingered some into Jeff’s tight hole. “Damn, is he tight” thought Steven. Jeff started to suck Ryan’s cock, poorly from the sounds coming from Ryan. Ryan started to force Jeff’s head down on his cock, trying to ignore the teeth that were scraping his cock. Steven kept trying to open up Jeff’s hole and was finally able to get two fingers in. “Are you a fucking virgin” Steven asked. A muffled “mmhmm” came from Jeff. “You fucking stupid asshole. You want a toxic cock for your first fuck? There’s no going back. I’m toxic enough to probably poz you with one load. Is that what you want?” Steven demanded. Jeff pulled off Ryan’s cock briefly and said “Yes, SIR. Knock me up like you did my roommate. I want to be poz like him.” Steven didn’t know whether he was pissed that he and Ryan got interrupted or turned on with this stupid neg boy begging for his poz cum. It didn’t really matter, he was going to fuck him either way. “Hold his head down” Steven told Ryan. He forced a third finger into Jeff’s hole and twisted it, scraping his fingernails on the soft tissue inside. Jeff screamed with Ryan’s cock muffling most of the sound. He pulled his fingers out and watched the hole shrink closed and then pushed his cock in. Another muffled scream came from Jeff. He waited a bit and then started to slowly fuck his cock into the no longer virgin hole. Jeff squirmed. After a dozen or so strokes, Steven had worked his whole cock into Jeff’s hole. He grabbed Jeff’s hair and pulled his head back off of Ryan’s cock. “Do you like that poz cock deep inside your ass?” asked Steven. “Yes, SIR! But it hurts” Jeff replied. “Stop fighting it and it won’t hurt so much” said Steven as he pushed Jeff’s head back down on Ryan’s cock. Steven got a good rhythm going and felt Jeff’s hole relax a bit. The occasional screams stopped and he could hear Jeff start to moan around Ryan’s cock. He got up on his feet and started to pound harder. He knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold off cumming much longer. Steven thrust his cock inside Jeff’s sore hole and held it there while pulling Jeff’s head up by his hair. He whispered in his ear “Be careful of what you ask for. We weren’t roleplaying. I really am poz and I’m about to knock you up.” Steven pulled his cock back and rammed into Jeff’s battered hole a few times hard and let loose five spurts of his poisonous cum deep inside Jeff’s fertile hole as Jeff said “Www..wwwhat?” Once he had finished cumming and his breathing returned to normal, he pulled his cock out and slapped Jeff’s ass. “Welcome to the club” he told Jeff. Jeff was even more pale than normal and looked stunned. He got up and staggered back to his bed, feeling the cum drip out of his ass and down his leg. He saw that the cum was tinged with red streaks. Steven sat down at the end of Ryan’s bed staring at Jeff. “Were you really a virgin?” Steven asked Jeff, who just nodded yes. “Are you even gay?”was Steven’s next question. “I think so, I’ve never been with anyone. I haven’t even really kissed someone” Jeff said quietly. “Do you even watch porn?” Steven asked. “Yeah, I’ve been watching some bareback porn lately and it really turns me on” replied Jeff. “Why would you interrupt us when we’re having sex?” asked Ryan. “I don’t know. I just got so aroused and wanted someone to finally fuck me. I’m sorry,” Jeff said looking down at the floor. “You might very well be sorry and you might be infected right now, too,” commented Steven. “Oh my god,” muttered Jeff. Steven grabbed Jeff’s shirt off the floor and cleaned his cock off with it and put his clothes on. Saying “I’ll see you at work later,” to Ryan, he walked out the door.

All of this was so crazy; thinking to myself I just sleep on the floor of this cage, completely naked only with only a collar around my neck. It had to be morning, as a small basement window was letting some sunlight in. Trying to remember all the events of yesterday as I feel in and out of consciousness, I realized my face was sore. As I ran my fingers across my sore check I quickly remember how I had gotten them. I was disrespectful; so my new Master had hit me. I had quickly decided there was no turning back now; I should submit to my new Master and accept my new life. My wife would definitely never take me back, and after today, I'm sure my Master would make sure I was poz. All these thoughts running through my head got me horny. Laying on my back, stroking myself; I just started to imagine what today would be like. I spread my legs open, sucked on a finger and slid it inside me. In and out. Then two fingers. Then three. I picked up my pace stroking my cock, I lost myself and shot my cum all over my chest. It was quicker then usual, but considering the events of yesterday, not cumming in a couple days had me wound up. As I laid there for a minute to get my composure, thats when I heard the basement door slam open. Oh shit. What would my new Master think of me cumming, without his permission? As his boots hit each step, I quickly looked over to my new Master. From the feet up, he was wearing work boots and a jockstrap. His chest mostly revealed through a slim leather vest. As he made his way to the bottom step, he had seen what I did just moments ago. "You horny little piggy, I knew I should have locked you up last night. I want every drop of your semen eaten before I open your cage door." He walked over to a cabinet, opened it up and dug around looking for something. I quickly did what I could, wiping off my chest onto my fingers and into my mouth. I tried getting as much of it as I could. Before I knew it he had already stood over the cage, opening the first lock, then the second lock. I looked up and smack. Right across my face again. He knelled down and took my face, and shoved it into a little puddle on the floor. "Tongue out, pig." I did what he said as he drug my tongue over the spilled seed and dirty floor until it was all cleaned up. "Good boy; you still came without my permission, but I didn't explicitly tell you that. So I'll take it easy on you, this time." He grabbed my neck and lead me to a metal table. Once before it, he took my hard cock and slapped it, hard. "You need to get soft real quickly, slut." He continued to slap me as I tried my best to loss my erection. Each hit was harder then the last, until I quickly was shrunk again. He strapped on a cock cage, locked it, and turned me around. He pushed me over it as I laid there motionless while he locked my legs to the bottom of the table. At the top of the table he locked my hands into handcuffs. The table was cold against my naked body; my cock hurt as it was being supressed from getting hard again. I let out a small whimper, as my Master called out to me. "Whats wrong, slut?" "Sir, my cock hurts.. I'm turned on already," I replied. He laughed at me. "Listen, piggy, this is the last thing you need to be worried about. That cage will stay on until I see fit, besides I'll take your mind of that pain. You still need to be punished for masturbating." With that all I heard was a swoosh as a large paddle connected with my bare bottom. I screamed out in pain; trying to hold it back it. My cock throbbed with each hit. "Shut the fuck up, boy. Or I will." All I could manage was a "Yes, Sir" before he hit my ass again. And again. I couldn't count how many times he smacked my ass before he stopped. "That ass if going to be sore for days, but I figure I ought to make an example out of you early. I control you now; you don't touch yourself unless I tell you that you can. Clear?" I whispered out a "Yes, Sir" as I wiped my tears on my arm. My ass had to be bright red, but I couldn't have been more turned on. To be continued

A week went by before I even thought of him again. It had been another sexless week so I decided to hop back on a chat room once I was home alone. I had zero luck today; so I decided to take out my wife's toys and have some fun on my own. I stripped off all my clothes and took some lube and a dildo from her collection - she didn't even know I knew she had them. running some lube on my finger and slowly running some lube inside me and on the dildo, I straddled it and began sliding onto it. Just as I got it in, I heard a loud banging on my door. I quickly jumped up, grabbed a towel to throw around my waist and sprinted to the front door. I peaked out the window and I didn't see anyone there. I decided to peak out the door just a little, and that's when it all happened so quickly. As soon as I peaked my head out the door, he grabbed me and threw me down on my porch. He hopped onto of me, holding me down and covering my face with a rag, he whispered to me, "Don't struggle. breathe in." Once I had regained consciousness, I realized I was in a trunk. I went to reach to punch my hand through one of the rear lights but I quickly realized I was hogtied. I went to scream but also found out I had been gagged. I was completely helpless at this point and I couldn't do anything but go along with the ride. After what seemed like 20 minutes from regaining consciousness, the car abruptly stopped and the trunk opened. I was face down, and couldn't rotate to see a face but with ease I was picked up by the rope and carried into a house. I quickly looked around only to see nothing but wilderness and a dirt road. I glanced at my abductor, he looked atleast 6" and had some bulging muscles; he was strong enough to carry me with one arm at least. Once through the front door, we took a left through a hallway and then down the basement steps. I couldn't believe what I seen, the whole basement was setup as a dungeon. Cages, tables, slings, a glass cabinet full of various toys and bondage devices, whips, chains.. if you could think of it, he had it. "Before I let you loose piggy, breathe in again" as he set me down and put the rag over my mouth. I woke up what seemed like hours later. I was still completely naked, my hands bound to chains attached to the ceiling, my feet were locked in a spreader bar. "What do you want from me?" is the first thing that instantly came to mind. His response was a backhand slap to my face. As I regained my composure he strapped a ball gag onto my mouth. "I didn't give you permission to speak, pig. And you know exactly what I want from you, or don't you remember? I met you on a chat room as Will_Dom_U23. You're my property now, see to it that you recognize that." I couldn't believe it was him. How did he find me? I never gave him any personal information.. he did call me by my name, which I didn't give him. While I was trying to figure it out, he came up to me and grabbed my hair hard and pulled it up. "Now listen, I imagine you have some questions for me. I will let you speak, but you have to remember to refer to me as Sir or Master. It seems like for as dirty of a pig you are, you aren't a well trained slave." With that he took off my ball gag. "Uh, listen... the stuff I talked to you about, it was all just fantasy. I didn't mean for this to-" Bam. Another smack right across the face. "I told you to refer to me as Master or Sir, and to ask a question," he replied. "Besides, you should thank me. Your fantasy has become true. Besides, I made sure the dildos, gay porn and your chat history be left up for your wife to read. I even packed some clothes to make it look like you left her. There is no going back now. Now if you have questions, ask." I couldn't believe this was happening. My wife will come home, find out everything. When she finds my stuff packed she will think I left her for a man. "How long are you going to keep me here?" Smack. again. "You forgot to say Sir. Try again." My face will be bruised to hell before he's done with me. "I'm sorry... Sir. How long are you going to keep me here... Sir?" I asked as my voice cracked. He could see the fear in my eyes. "For as long as I want. You're my new fucktoy and house slave. Anymore questions, pig?" My mind went blank. My old life is over, and from what it seems I'm going to be here for a while. "Good, now I'm going to unchain you, try to run and I will break ribs." I nodded my head, with the body he has he could easily make good his threat. As I was unchained, he took a collar and locked it around my neck with a masterlock. He grabbed my neck, led me to a cage and threw me inside it. "This is your home now; pig. Get some rest, tomorrow I'll convert you and make you mine. As he locked the cage, he walked up the steps and shut the basement door. I laid on the floor, waiting for tomorrow. To be continued.

this is the story of how i became a bottom bitch for the city's best BBC escort PART 1 His name was Tom. We met right after he moved here, he wasn't in the trade at the time. young, actually; he was 19 and I was 23. I was a tall, thin, hung, vers guy at the time. 6'4" 190, with a very thick 8" uncut cock that got a lot of attention. Of course, I suspected his black dick was even bigger. Our first few meetings were just awkward casual stuff, making out here and there, nothing serious. That changed though, one night, when he invited me over to his new apartment. I didn't really know what to expect, but given how hot he was, I was never going to turn him down. Black guys in my town were very rare, and he was 6'1", 200lb, built and packing a 9" uncut thick piece I'd only begun to play with. I knew I wanted him, I just didn't know how badly. At any rate, he told me to head to his place that night, and I obeyed. When I got there, he was chilling on his couch, smoking a joint and watching some bareback porn. I immediately noticed the glass pipe and a small bag of crystal on his table; i'd done the stuff only once before, and I ended up getting raped all night by a guy I'd never seen again - but it was one of the best nights of my life, all the same. I sat down next to him. "You smoke t?" he asked, caressing my thigh. "Done it before, never smoked it though." "You'll like it." he said, as he reached for the pipe and lit it. He took a huge toke, winked at me, and tugged at my shirt. I exhaled as I fell into him, and we kissed gently as he blew the smoke back into my lungs. "See? Have some more." He passed me the pipe, and torched the chamber for me, as I sucked it back, several times more. I sat back, as he did the same. All of a sudden, my body was buzzing; my ass was tingling; my cock shriveled into my balls. As he finished toking, I took off my shirt. "That's better. Make yourself comfortable." He put down the pipe on the table, and sat back down on the couch. All of a sudden, I noticed that his cock was hanging out of the top of his sweatpants, half hard and drooling from the tip. I couldn't stop staring at it. I was transfixed - it was so big, so beautiful, a real man's dick, and I wanted it. Bad. "You like that big black dick, don't you? Why don't you show me how much you like it?" He grabbed my wrist, and drew my hand right onto his dribbling, half-hard member. I grabbed on like my life depended on it and started stroking it. "Show me how much you like that dick, boy." I fell off the couch to my knees, and started sucking on his dick. I couldn't wait to see it erect, it was already huge in my hand, i knew it would be choking my throat in no time. "Yeah, suck that dick, show me how bad you want it." His dick was still semi-hard so I could take it to his balls, but with every stroke it was stiffening, and hitting the back of my throat. "Look at me while you suck my dick." I realized I'd basically tuned out, eyes closed. I looked up. His eyes were locked on mine. It was a completely different person than I'd known before we smoked up. He stroked through my hair, and then grabbed it firmly. "Look at me while you suck my dick," he told me, staring right at me. "I promise," I babbled between strokes, unable to resist. I kept going down on him, eyes locked on his - and his cock just kept getting bigger, and bigger - i couldn't take it anymore. "Good boy. I love watching those sweet white lips on my nigger meat." He pulled me up by my hair and kissed me. "Those lips on my cock head, that's what really gets me off. It's so sensitive - I want you to work that head for me, okay babe?" I nodded, and he pushed me right back down into his crotch. As I engulfed his cockhead with my lips, he kept stroking through my hair and staring right into my eyes. With every moan his cock got harder and harder, until it was an enormous 9" wrist-thick piece of big black meat. "Look how hard you got me, boy. What do you want me to do with this nigger meat?" He pulled me up by my hair again, and reached around to finger my hole. I moaned. "What do you want me to do with this nigger meat?" he repeated. "I want you..." I whispered. My grip tightened around his now rock-hard, 9x7 uncut member. "WHAT?" "I want you." I said, a little louder. "You want me to WHAT, boy?" "I want you to fuck me." "You want me to fuck this little white hole do you?" he asked as his finger slipped inside me, and I groaned. "Yeah, it looks like you want some nigger meat in this white boy hole of yours." A second finger pushed its way in. "You want me to fuck this white boy pussy?" His fingers were pushing deeper and deeper, and I was losing control. "Tell me." He pulled out completely. "What do you want?" "I want you tu fuck my white boy pussy." I said, surprising even myself. He rubbed the fingers he'd pulled out of my ass against my lips. "Get on the bed and spread your legs, I want to eat that hole before I fuck it." He slapped my ass and pushed me off the couch in the diretion of the bedroom. Obviously, I didn't need any further encouragement - all I could think about was his throbbling, droooling, massive cock. I basically leapt onto the bed into the doggy position, legs spread wide. "That is a nice ass you have there, boy. Now you hold still." He grabbed my ass cheeks and groped them, then spread them, and started licking my hole. I lost my mind immediately; the combination of the foreplay and the tina send me completely over the edge. The more he ate my hole the more I needed him, as his tongue drove deeper and deeper into me. It was the most overwhelming rimming I'd ever received. It didn't last long, as he could clearly sense how hungry I was. "That is some nice white boy butt you have there, boy," he whispered in my ear, as he slipped his thumb back into my asshole. "Are you going to let me fuck it?" "Yes, please, please fuck my white boy hole!" I nearly shouted, as his thumb rubbed against my prostate, and my shrunken cock dribbled precum. He added another two fingers to his assault of my ass, pushing deeper, making me moan louder and louder. Then, with three fingers up my ass, he wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me back towards him, sitting me up on the bed. "I will. First, smoke a little more, okay?" He wiggled his fingers inside of me as he stared into my eyes. Then with his spare hand he picked up the pipe from the bedside and passed it to me along with a lighter. "I want to see you take three big tokes, and then I'll fuck this white boy pussy." He thumbed my prostate again and I groaned. I held the pipe as he lit the torch. One. Two. Three. He stared at me through every one, massaging my ass with his fingers. There was no escape. With every breath I was losing control more and more. "Good boy. Hold still, I need some too..." he pulled his hand out of my ass, and the feeling of emptiness was overwhelming. "Oh no please don't-" I squealed. "You want to get fucked, don't you? Now shut up and spread your hole again while I get ready to fuck you." He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up and kissed me, and then threw me back down onto the bed. "On your knees again, I want to see that hole," he demanded, as he lit the freshly-loaded pipe. I got back up into the doggy position, with my legs spread again. Now that my ass was lubed and fingered it was cold as hell, as well as tingling with hunger to be filled. I was intensely embarassed by my cold, wet rosebud being exposed to the world but knew I had no choice whatsoever. I heard him put the pipe down on the table, and then heard a slapping noise, which was him fastening a cockring to his giant 9" cock and big black balls. "Does that white hole want to get fucked?" he asked. I moaned. "You want some nigger meat in that white boy hole don't you?" I moaned again. "Tell me you want it. Tell me you want it in you." "I want you to fuck my boy hole," I whimpered, and his hands slid along my hips. His cock slipped through my asscrack, and then rubbed back and forth against my hole. "Tell me you want this nigger meat in your white boy hole," he said, breathing on my neck, his massive, throbbing cockhead pressing, ever so gently but firmly, against my asshole, threatening to enter, but not quite. "Beg for this nigger meat, or you're not getting fucked tonight." "Please, please, fuck my white boy hole, fuck it with your nigger meat, I need your nigger meat in me please, please, pleasssseeee..." I didn't have to fake my petulant tone as the threat of not getting fucked at all, with my ass already wet with anticipation, my whole body shaking with desire, had sent me into complete overdrive. Amd as I kept shouting please, please, please, he thrusted his whole nine inches balls deep into me in one swift, brutal stroke. I froze in ecstasy, as he nibbled my neck as his balls slapped against mine. "Oh am I ever going to fuck this hole of urs. Why didn't you tell me you had such a sweet little pussy, boy." He pulled his dick out to the tip and thrust it right back to the balls. "You white boys have the nicest pussy, and it loves getting fucked by nigger meat don't it?" He continued thrusting into me, over and over. I couldn't even speak, the pleasure was overwhelming. He drove his cock to the hilt, and grabbed my wrist. "Why are you jerking yourself?" his deep voice whispered into my ear again. I didn't even realise I had been furiously masturbating my limp dick since he'd begun fucking me. "That little boy dick isn't going to get hard tonight. You're a white boy pussy, that dick ain't good for nothing. Do you want to get fucked or not?" "Yes, yes, I want you to fuck me, please...." "Good boy," he grabbed both of my wrists and shoved me down onto my stomach, and started thrusting his cock into my ass over and over. "A pussy boy like you doesn't touch his dick. Not if he wants to get fucked. All you need to worry about is how you're going to take this nigger meat, understand? My cock is the only one you're going to think about." I swear i could feel his dick harden even more and push deeper and deeper into my ass. "Tell me, pussy boy, that you won't touch yourself again." "I'm your pussy boy and I won't touch myself again I just want you to fuck me with your nigger meat please please keep fucking me with your nigger meat that's all I want..." He moaned, and shoved me down and doubled his pace of thrusting. "Good. If you need something to do with those soft white boy hands of yours, play with my nipples or my balls, keep your back arched... or smoke some more tina like the slut you are." he suddenly lifted me up and thrust the pipe into my face. "Breathe in, slut." He pushed his dick in to the balls again, and I could feel it throb it was so hard - was he ever getting off on this. So was I. I sucked in deeply. "See? No need to fight it, you have such a hot ass, it deserves dick in it." He took the pipe from me and inhaled a few times himself; each time I could feel his dick harden and heat up, like a threat, or a promise. He dropped the pipe over the bed and grabbed me tightly again. "I thought your white boy ass was going to turn out to be a bit of a slut, but I had no idea what a pussy little bitch you'd turn out to be," he roared at me, as he drilled my ass from behind over and over. He pulled out suddenly to fip me onto my back, and I instincively pulled my legs into my air and he slid his massive cock right back into my ass and continued fucking me. "Turns out you're a born pussy boy, aren't you. Look at this little pussy dick." On my back, there was no hiding my normally 8" dick shriveled to the size of a peanut. He stroked it idly, as if it were funny to him. "This is the last time I ever touch your dick, bitch. Understand? I don't ever want to see it again. All I want is this sweet white boy hole wrapped around my nigger meat. Deal?" He gripped my tiny, soft dick tighter, and picked up the pace of his fucking. "Deal!!" I moaned. "So you're not going to tuch your little boy dick ever again around me? Because you want this nigger meat in your pussy so bad?" "Yes I promise I'll never touch it again I just want you to fuck my white boy pussy!" as this spurted out of my mouth to my own surprise, he grabbed both of my legs and shoved me flat into the bed to fuck me even deeper. "Oh boy, you really are a bitch aren't you. This white ass is just desperate for big black cock. Why didn't you tell me you were such a slut?" He suddenly pulled out of me, and flipped me back onto my knees, and thrust three fingers deep into my hole. "Hahaha, look at you, you're not even going to budge as long as I'm in that pathetic little pussy of yours." He kept fingering my hole and it was true; I couldn't move, it was too fantastic. "You're completely addicted to nigger meat, and I'm going to show you what that means. You're mine now, boy, and I am not letting you go. This pussy is too sweet." I moaned and moaned as he continued fingering my ass. Little did I know what his other hand was up to. "Hold still." His hand withdrew, and I groaned - "HOLD STILL I SAID!" and I didn't dare budge. "A slut hole like this deserves a treat," he whispered. I could feel his cockhead return to my hole, rubbing against it again, this time with a warm tingling sensation. And with one fluid motion he was buried in my ass again, but this time with it came an enormous burning and then an overwhelming pleasure. He'd covered his massive erection in meth and was pounding it into my asshole - and now he was in complete control. Before I could even adjust to the overwhelming sensations he resumed fucking me silly. "What a slutty white boy you are, letting ur ass get booty bumped by nigger meat, what were you thinking? " he boomed, hammering my ass over and over, grabbing my hips tightly, pushing deeper and deeper into my ass than ever before, the meth setting it all on fire with need. "You can't say no to big black dick like this, can you? This pussy is all mine now." "ohhhhhhhhhh" I whimpered, the only word I could muster through the sensory overload. His cock driving the booty bump back and forth into my ass was only making him stiffer and stiffer, and I could barely understand anything beyond the massive black cock that was filling my insides with pleasure. "I'm going to fuck this sweet white boy pussy of yours all night long." He pulled his cock out to the head, and slapped each of my cheeks, and then thrust it back in to the balls. "But you want me to fuck you all night long, don't you boy?" "....yesssss....." I moaned, struggling not to black out. "Yeah? You want your white boy hole bred by this nigger meat don't you? Your boy pussy likes being filled up doesn't it?" My tiny boy cock was frantically spurting precum as he told me exactly what I already knew. There was nothing I wanted more than this god of a man to keep fucking me. "And you're not going to touch that little white boy dick either, are you?" He laughed, and flicked my soft dick with his finger. He pulled his dick out entirely and slapped me across the face to get a response. I nodded frantically and licked hungrily at his nipples. "Yes, I just want to be your boy pussy, I want you to fuck me all night, I want you to breed my hole, please keep fucking me, please, please, please!!" As I submitted completely he rammed his rock-hard cock back into me, drilling me over and over as I screamed nonsense, as his dick kept stroking me deeper and deeper. "GOOD BOY." He locked eyes with me again, and continued fucking me with long, steady strokes from head to balls of his fat 9" cock. "I am going to breed this hole. Repeatedly. As long as you keep being such a well behaved little bitch, you are going to get this dick in you. And that's what you need isn't it?" He pulled out his dick to spit on my hole, and started circling his cockhead around it. "You're addicted to nigger meat now aren't you." "YES YES I'M ADDICTED I NEED IT IN ME PLEASE PUT IT BACK KEEP FUCKING ME I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME ALL NIGHT LONG AND BREED MY WHITE HOLE OVER AND OVER" I was thrashing around, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. He grabbed me by the throat and drew me to him. His eyes locked onto mine again, dead serious. His cockhead slipped into my hole, just barely. "This is what you are now. A pussy full of nigger meat. What a lucky boy you are. Lots of bitches want this cock, but I picked your pussy to fill up tonight. " I just nodded, as his steel-hard cock slipped back into me. He smiled, and began fucking me relentlessly. "Let's see how many loads I can leave in this hole for you... here comes number one!" He kept fucking me harder and harder. He started groping me frantically, as his cock swelled within me. He lifted me up entirely, and threw me on top of him, and began slamming my ass from below. I started cumming from him fucking me, my tiny boy dick spurting jizz onto his chest. He grinned, slammed his big black cock as deep as it'd go in me, and shot his massive load deep into my guts. I crumpled on top of him, and he kissed me on my neck. "Stay here with me, boy, and I will keep that pussy feeling good." I did. We fucked for another eight hours. He had three more major orgasms, but who knows how many loads he left in my ass. He fucked a few loads out of me as well, without touching my cock of course. We finished well after dawn. When he finally let me go home, he left me with instructions. Keep all his cum in my ass as long as possible, When I came back, I had to wear a jockstrap to hide my cock if I ever wanted to get fucked again. I had to stop shaving my ass crack, as he liked it hairy. And I had to show up spotlessly clean and ready to fuck all night long next time he asked, because once he started in on my ass he couldn't stop. And obviously, I had to smoke tina with him. I agreed to everything instantly. The next time couldn't come soon enough.

I was walking down an alley shortcut after leaving the place to get some fresh air. It was stinking hot, steamy and the smoldering temperatures in my city made it tough to sleep that night, so I went wandering with my camera to look for some great lighting to shoot some images. I had smoked a big bowl of my personal tina, hash and weed mixture and it had got me high and feeling creatively sleazy. That or the full moon that was shining brightly in the cloudless sky. I was downtown on the West side, great locations for some good photos. I loved the hardcore look and the way the alleys were always funky cool. I turned a corner into an alley I had never walked through before. Industrial leftovers, piles of iron and steel along the walls, steam pipes breath from wall mounted exhausts made it super cool looking and when I found the old abandoned cars and machinery I was pumped as it was the perfect place to shoot. I pulled out my Nikon with a 35-55mm lens and began to work. As if someone was reading my mind, the exhausts began pumping out more steam draping everything in awesome moonlight. I was lost in this perfect place and had been shooting images for about 20 minutes when I was surprised by a deep voice coming from the shadows near a single metal door with a dim china hat light over it. Out from the shadows walked a huge man, big, black, mature, and about 55 I guess, leather chaps over Levi jeans, black biker boots and a sleeveless wife-beater shirt. Big guns with leather and metal armbands and I could see both his nipples were pierced as his nipple rings pushed through the sweat soaked shirt. He must have been 6'6" and around 260 with big beefy muscle. Gray hair and a small leather and ringlets collar around his throat. I couldn't help to notice the massive bulge in his crotch either and I think he may have noticed my focus as he was smiling when I looked up at him. "I've been sitting here watching you since you walked down here. You really were getting into it, man" he said as he walked over nearer to me and took a seat on a pile of pallets. He had a bottle of gold Tequila in one hand and he offered it to me. "Thanks, I love tequila but it makes me super horny, er I mean, ah shit!" He laughed at me and told me not to worry, it does the same to him. I took a big pull from the bottle and handed back to him. Smooth tasting, smokey smooth. He took a sip and then asked me if I smoked. "Not cigarettes" I replied. "Good because I have some smoke here that you just might enjoy... as a matter of fact" he said as he pulled out a small black leather bag and began to assemble the contents, adding "I'm certain you are going to love it." I could see glass pipes, some plastic wrapped tube things, rubber surgical tubing, a huge bag of tina, a chunk of black hash, a couple of big bottles of poppers. "Holy fuck man, you look like you are ready for some serious partying!" "Just wait, buddy, let's see what we can do with this stuff, cool?" he asked me while I watched him load a pipe with huge shards of tina. "Smoke?" he invited, remarking "This is killer glass from some biker bros of mine. Potent shit, man." "Sure, I'll have a little taste." He handed me the pipe and held the propane lighter under it, heating it up until he said "Suck it man, suck that glass pipe white boy." Wow, this shit was good and very fucking potent. One hit and I was wobbly and then the big black Daddy said "Go ahead and take another hit, I know you going to like it." I began to wonder what he meant. "Suck it white boy, suck that glass cock and take that smoke down your throat and then shotgun it to me." Fuck yes, I thought as I sucked a huge lungful of the potent smoke holding in for a long time until he brought his mouth to mine and I started a slow exhale as he took it all down his throat and held it there. He stared at me closely now his face a few inches from mine as he looked in my eyes and then took my head in both hands and forced his tongue into my mouth and exhaled the tina smoke. Holy fuck, I was getting so fucking high from this shit and now this hot blackman was doing things to my mouth with his tongue that was turning me on in a massive way. He held my head and literally began to tongue fuck my mouth and one of his hands found my nipples and he began to work them over rough and hard until he pulled his mouth from mine and I finally got to exhale the smoke. Motherfucker, the rush of a lung-full of that smoke! My legs were loose and wobbly and he grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall, against which I had to use both hands to steady myself. He reached into his bag and brought out a bottle of poppers. "Oh yeah, baby. Daddy's gonna get you high and fucked up just like you want it. Right boy?" he asked as he held the poppers under my nose. "Snort baby, snort those poppers 'cause Daddy's got something for you that you're gonna love." I snorted three big hits and then he capped the bottle and stepped back from me, the moonlight glimmering off the metal and leather he wore and the little beads of sweat that covered his bare skin. He began to slowly grind his body in front of me, grabbing his crotch and pulling on his nipple rings, his eyes growing bigger as his lust was being unleashed. The bulge in his pants was now huge. I had never seen anything like this and this gyrating hot Daddy was really turning me on. He strode in to feed me another round of popper hits and then back to his grinding, One hand pulling hard on his nipple while the other began to unzip his pants. I could see the cockring first, big and shining silver and then out came his cock. Motherfucker! It was still soft but it had to be eight inches long and fucking thick too. He walked slowly over to where he had left the pipe on the pallets and loaded the pipe again. Walking back to me one hand on his cock, the other with the pipe he placed it in my mouth and held it there as he took one of my hands and put it on his massive meat. I began to squeeze his cock and milk its thickness and feel it begin to harden, the heat of his cock was amazing. He held the lighter under the pipe and told me to suck it. "Suck it baby, suck that glass cock cause your black daddy is going to take you to places you've never been to before. You going to swallow this smoke and then you going to swallow my cock and I am going to feed you the biggest nut you have ever swallowed baby, then you going to keep sucking my cock so I can stretch that tight white ass open and fill you with more cum then you can imagine! You want it, baby. You want Daddy's cock fucking your holes and filling them with my cum. And baby, Daddy's balls are filled right up. Three weeks of hot cum and I going to pump it all inside you." His lust was massive, his eyes wide like an animal after catching his prey, now he was going to feast on it. We traded another shotgun of tina and his tongue begins to fuck my mouth hard and probing as one of his hands finds my crotch. He slowly unzips my pants dropping them to to my ankles. "No underwear boy? Hmmm, well lets see if you want it bad then." His massive paw wrapped itself around my cock and squeezed my big balls hard just the way I love it. He started to jerk me off with one hand, his tongue buried down my throat and his other hand working my nipples over, pulling them taunt, twisting them, grabbing my cheat and pulling handfuls of my pecs as he begins to groan like a lion. I was pinned to the wall, as the smoke worked me over and as the Daddy used me hard. "Keep jerking me off, boy. Milk that big black snake. Jerk it harder. You can't hurt black steel, baby." The pipe appeared again and he arched his back and started to fuck my hand with his cock. I wrapped both my hands around the shaft and jerked him off hard, working his huge balls in one hand and then rubbing the mushroom head of that magical cock until it was dripping precum like a water tap. He continued to smoke and it seemed like the smoke made his cock swell larger and thicker. I looked at him and his lust-crazed eyes were devouring me. He kept grinding his massive cock in my hands and then told me to open my mouth as he exhaled the potent cloud of tina feeding it too me then feeding me his tongue in an aggressive hot kiss. "Suck my tongue baby. Suck it into your mouth like you're going to to suck my cock. Show your Daddy how you going to suck his cock. Come on, baby, suck my tongue." Fuck yes, I thought as I wrapped my lips around his long tongue sucking it deep into my mouth and taking it like a cock, working his tongue over and then sliding my tongue in his mouth as I convinced myself that I was fuckin' hungry for some cock and cum. He pushed me away, holding me with both his paws hard against the brick wall. "It's time baby, time for you to taste some man meat. You ready to gag on some thick cock boy? 'Cause I ain't stopping sliding my cock down your throat until my balls are slapping on your chin!" The poppers appear under my nose and he stuffed his tongue in my ear and whispered, "Snort baby, snort it up cause you're about to get throat-fucked by my big black dick. Snort it, baby. Snort it up hard!" The poppers kicked-in big time and Daddy stepped back, grabbing both my nipples in his hands, pulling down roughly until I find he had put his big tool back in his pants. It's huge hard outline was in my face and he began to grind his crotch in my face. He grabbed a handful of my hair and leered down at me, kneeling in front of him, high as a fucking kite. His lust was becoming unleashed and, as he slowly unzipped his pants, he whispered "You ready boy? You ready to worship some serious black cock, boy?" I don't get to answer as he slid two, then three fingers into my mouth and as deep down my throat as he could reach. Three became four, and with that I gagged as my throat was filled with his fingers. With that he whispered "Fuck yes, lube for my cock boy. I love throat-cum when I fuck a white boy's throat. I love to make him gag. Now, suck my fucking cock boy. Suck it like you want it all down your throat.” I was on my knees, my mouth open - and then I saw his cock. It was massive. It was thick and rock hard. A cock massive in length, maybe 12.5 inches, a thick mushroom head that oozed precum. He had one of those big beer-can shaped cocks with a huge cock ring wrapped around low hanging bull balls. I looked up and saw him staring down at me with a real look of lust in his eyes as he began to slid he cock into my mouth, slowly an inch at a time and then pulling it out to slap it across my face, rub the tip over my lips and then back into my mouth again. "Yeah, baby, suck on Daddy's cock. You don't know it yet but you walked down an alley that leads to the backdoor of my party palace, my dungeon and playroom. Right now there is a full-on fuck fest going on behind that big steel door, and you're going to be the meat I throw to all the fuckin' hung tigers in there. You ever been a gang bang boy? No? Good, 'cause we're all gonna fuck your white pussy and turn you into a cum dump until all your holes are filled with cum." He was telling me this as he went deeper and deeper down my throat with that cock. He seemed to know exactly when to feed me more poppers and then more of his cock. "But before I take you in to the pit, I going to take a ride down your throat then impale you with this cock until you got my loads up your ass and filling your belly!" I cannot help but be overcome by wave after wave of sexual lust, lusting for more of his cock, lusting to taste his cum, to feel his cock shooting big blasts of hot cum up my ass. Fuck yes, I was into the cock-sucking zone and I took both his hands on put them on the back of my head. "Fuck yeah, boy, you want me to force this cock down your throat, don't you?" I could only gag in agreement as he started to slowly work that gigantic cock in my throat. I felt it when it started to open my throat up. He knew what he was doing. In between feeding me another inch of cock, he fed me poppers, and then, when his cock was fully lodged in my throat, he pulled my head to his crotch, slowly but forcefully. Holy fuck, it felt like his cock was all the way into my stomach. I couldn't breath and just let him slide his cock until I felt his balls on my chin. I forced my tongue between my stretched open lips and began tonguing his balls, he groaned and began to slid his cock from deep down my throat until just the thick head was in my mouth. "Look at me boy, I want to see your eyes while I go balls deep again. I wanna see you lusting for my cock boy. I wanna hear you begging for me to feed you my cum boy. Here it comes, boy. Oh fuck yeah. Fuckin' take my dick boy. Yeah, it's gonna go all the way down your throat. Come on suck it, slut. Suck my fuckin' cock you fucking cock pig!" I started to deep-throat every inch, taking it from the head all the way to the root, doing my best to tongue-lash his huge ball sac. Both his hands on my head he began to deep fuck my throat taking his cock all the way out until I was sucking on his hard mushroom head and then sliding it all the way deep into my throat. He stopped for a moment and began rubbing his cock all over my face and slapping my face with his monster cock. "want some precum" as he jerked his cock off in my face and told me to open my mouth while he squeezed enough precum into my mouth it was like he was cumming. then he fed me more poppers and started to really deep fuck my mouth until my throat slim dripped off my chin. But after a few more minutes of me working his beautiful cock with my mouth and throat, I felt him tugging at my waist. "If I let you do that much longer, I’ll be cumming down your throat and all over your face! Is that what you want? You want this huge load of cum all over your face and filling your mouth?" "Fuck yes, Daddy! Fuck my mouth deep. Feed me that hot load! I want to swallow all your jizz! Fuckin' feed it to me!" With that he ordered me me to suck him harder, and likewise ordered me to tug at his balls. Doing so, I could tell he was getting close, and for that matter I could feel his cock, fully-lodged in my throat, was getting harder and thicker. He groaned continuously, and then he yanked his cock from my throat, and he jerked himself, he ordered me to open my mouth. I complied just in time to swallow blast after blast of his hot, thick cum. It exploded from his cock and covered my face with the first few ropes, then he put the head in my mouth as he keep jerking the big black cock off until cum overflowed out of my mouth. Even as I swallowed his massive hot loads, his cock keep shooting until he pulled out and shot even more cum all over my face all the while slapping his cock on my tongue and lips. I swallowed it all and then he forced his cock back deep into my throat and finished cumming but told me to keep sucking him as he was still rock hard. "Fuck yes, you hot cock sucking cum slut. Just what I love. I'm gonna feed you so fuckin' much cum in all your holes. Your belly will be full and your ass dripping. Now get up here and let me get you high so I can really turn you into my cum dump slut."

Jim slowly and silently pushed open the bedroom door of his son, Kyle, so he could spy on the kid for a minute or two before sneaking in to attack him. The 18 year old was laying on his bed on his stomach, completely naked. Jim noticed in the soft light how toned his boy was; not overly muscular just yet, but getting there. Unlike his father, who was hairy just about everywhere but on his back, the only hair on the boy was just above his dick. Staring at the kid, all ready for some hot incest action, seemed to go straight to Jim's cock, and although it had been growing most of the evening, it now stood up straight and pulsed with his heartbeat. He could no longer hide it beneath his robe, but there was no reason to, anyway. It was late (as Jim had had to wait until the kid's mother fell asleep), but his son was still awake, pretending to read his Social Studies book. Jim stepped into the room. "Well, well, well..." he said suddenly. He'd crept up the stairs, to not awaken his wife, and his son hadn't heard him, either. The kid jerked suddenly, and looked over his shoulder to see his father standing there with his hard-on more than ready to be thrust deeply inside him. Kyle immediately opened his legs and raised his firm bubble ass up in the air, offering it up for use. "Hi, Daddy," he said, whining in heat. "What'cha doin', boy?" Jim asked. "Homework..." he lied. They started the incest sessions innocently each time. It seemed to make it all the more perverted for both of them. "I see you're naked up here...." "Yeah, Daddy. It's so hot in my room," the boy said, whining again, and readjusting himself to expose even more lewdly the hot pink slit that would be the sole focus of both father and son's attention for the next few hours. "Well, it's gonna get even hotter real soon." "Whadda you mean, Daddy?" But they both knew what he meant. Jim stepped forward and opened his robe. The boy gasped when he saw his dad's cock in its full glory. "Oh, Dad, your cock is so big and hard tonight!" "That's right, boy. Now offer up that hot cunt to me. Present it just like I taught 'cha." Kyle threw his Social Studies book onto the floor, and with his chest still down on the bed, arched his back to allow his father full access to his snatch. He was starting to sweat already. His father's bone-hard cock oozed a long silvery strand of precum at the sight of the boy's pucker, and the kid was acting so slutty that as soon as it dropped to the floor, it was immediately replaced with another one. Jim lay down on the bed and instantly drilled his tongue into his son's waiting hole. Kyle whimpered at the sudden onslaught. He started whining even more incessantly, "Oh, Dad, my cunt's been itchin' ALL NIGHT for you to sneak up here and abuse it. Tongue me real good, daddy." It was an easy and satisfying task, too. The kid had been fucked so many times, mostly by his father, that his pussy was nice and sloppy. Jim could now dig his tongue deep up inside the kid, and use it to pull out the cunt lips so he could nibble and suck on them, which drove the boy insane with lust. He worked on the boypussy for a few more minutes, and then paused to say, "Yeah, I saw you eyeballin' my cock when I came upstairs from workin' out." He'd been wearing cut-off sweatpants with no underwear and no shirt-his wife had nagged affectionately, "Jim, would you at least put on a shirt for dinner, please?" Although she didn't mind looking at the hairy, muscled hunk anymore than Kyle did. Kyle could see the shape of his father's swelling cock right through the old, thin material of his shorts and he hadn't been able to stop staring at it. To fully torture the boy, Jim stayed half-naked until dinner was on the table, and then, before heading upstairs to get a shirt, he winked at his son and rubbed his crotch real quick. "...The way you were getting' all hot from starin' at your Dad's cock gave me a real stiff one, and now you're gonna pay," he threatened, and he drove his tongue up the boycunt even deeper than before. The poor kid was writhing all over the bed, doing everything he possibly could to open his twat for his Dad's relentlessly probing tongue. Half whimpering, half whispering, the boy continued, "When you came up showing off your big Daddy cock like that, I couldn't concentrate on anything else for the rest of the night, and my cunt just kept itchin' for it real bad. But when you grabbed yourself, I just knew you were gonna sneak up here and give it to me nice and rough." "Yeah, well, I've been wantin' to stick my tongue in your cunt ever since this morning when you gave me that hug goodbye. Now I'm going eat out this juicy twat until you can't fuckin stand it anymore." "You're eatin' my cunt so good, tonight, Daddy," Kyle whined, "you're makin' me feel REAL slutty!" "And I think we both know what happens to dirty little faggot sluts around THIS house, don't we?" Kyle knew all too well. "They get their pussies fucked?" "That's right," Jim said in a sing-song sort of voice, "and tonight, Daddy's gonna show you just how cruelly a little slut like you gets fucked by his Daddy, but first..." he trailed off because the rest of this sentence was understood in his ravenously eating out his son's eagerly puckering cunt. Because of all the raunchy incest fucks his ass had gotten, Kyle had started thinking of being called a "faggot" as sort of sweet-talking him into spreading his legs open for a cuntfuck. When the older boys at school said it to him, it actually had the unfortunate effect of making his hole twitch and giving him a real stiff boner, which he then had to do his best to conceal. He didn't really look like a fag at all, though, actually. In fact, he pretty much looked like your average kid, played on the baseball team, and no one really suspected anything was different about him. But then there were the jock seniors who knew how he acted when he got a nice big dick in his cunt. After he'd been raped at school the first time, (by one of the linebackers in the equipment closet off the locker room), and had leaked a river of precum and sprayed a huge load of boymilk all over the floor, news inevitably got around. One of them would come up behind him at his coat locker when the hall was mostly clear and whisper nastily in his ear, "fuckin' faggot," and angrily slam the locker right next to his face real hard with his fist, making it rattle and echo around the hall, before storming off. People would look over and Kyle would just shrug his shoulders and look mystified. But he knew that the jock was probably pissed off about being rejected by a girlfriend or something, and before the day was over, he'd be hauled roughly into the boys' bathroom to get his pussy fucked raw. Normally there were more than one of them, though, and he'd be fucked repeatedly in his ass and his throat, too, usually at the same time, and by any number of hot, muscular, and demanding athletes. No matter how many times he was dicked at school, however, nothing could compare to the cruelty of the cuntfucks he endured at home, and he was now being prepared for one of the worst. "Oh, yeah, Dad, get my dirty pussy all drippy and wet so you can spunk it real good." He'd found out years earlier that the brattier he whined, the more thoroughly his father fucked him. "My pussy's so hungry for your cum. You're gonna cream my twat real good, aren't you, Daddy?" The kid sounded almost desperate, although he figured he would get spunked whether he liked it or not, and he was right. "You better fuckin' believe it. I haven't shot in three days now, so my nuts are overflowin', and your filthy cunt is gonna get every last drop of it." But Jim just kept slobbering and nibbling on his son's pussy like a starving man eating a steak dinner. "I haven't gotten fucked since then, either. I got so horny today that I even tried to find those guys from the football team so I could get my pussy gang-raped again like I did last week, but I couldn't find them ANYwhere. If you hadn't o' snuck up on me like this I woulda... I... I don't know, I woulda gone CRAZY from the itchin' in my pussy. Oh, yeeeeaaahhh, daddy, get my cunt all juicy and wet for your cock!" "You've been an even sluttier faggot than I thought. I think I may have to spunk your twat more than once just to make sure you get what you deserve." "You gonna show me what happens to slutty little faggots, Daddy?" "Damn right I am. I'm gonna have to keep eatin' you though first, cause I wanna make sure it's all slick so my fat Daddy cock slides up your cunt real easy, an' I won't have no trouble fuckin' the shit outta you." The boycunt had actually been ready within a couple of minutes, but making his son desperate for it with a long merciless cunt-eating was Jim's favorite part, second only to making the kid submit to his long, veiny cock for hours on end. The lewd smacking and slurping noises that reverberated around the room only served to get the poor boy even dizzier with lust. Every couple of minutes, Jim would slow down his tongue-fuck, lazily licking at his son's dripping pussy, just to suddenly attack it again with renewed ferocity. The kid groaned desperately each time, and his steel-hard teenage boy cock would practically spurt precum. Jim drove his tongue into the boy's twat as if he were French-kissing a mouth, and at times it felt like that to him, because the kid's cuntlips were so swollen and loose. He nipped at them to get them even puffier, which made the pussylips more sensitive to his slithering tongue. If Kyle's oozing dick hadn't occasionally grazed the bedspread, coating it with his lube and sending shivers through his young body, he could easily have forgotten he even had a dick, the way his father was devouring his boycunt. Hoping to get the boy even hotter for it, Jim said almost angrily, "now I'm gonna fuck you, you little faggot." At this point Kyle's juicy twat began to spasm wildly, and he almost started crying. "Are you gonna tie me up like last time, so you can really teach my cunt a lesson, Daddy?" the boy whimpered urgently. "No. Tonight, you're gonna offer your filthy cunt to me like a bitch in heat, and you're gonna get fucked like a bitch, too, on all fours." "Oh, Dad, I always get fucked so deep when you take me from behind!" "Shut the FUCK up and get in position, NOW! Your gonna take all ten fuckin' inches of your Dad's cock up your nasty cunt." The kid was almost in the ordered position already, but while his Dad was crawling up to him, he raised his haunches eagerly, spread his legs a bit, and wriggled his ass. Jim grabbed his cock, and rubbed the head up and down the boy's snatch to coat it generously with precum, for a few seconds longer than necessary. The 18 year old started to plead pathetically, "Oh, God, dad please don't tease my pussy. Shove it in me, PLEASE! Plow me open, FUCK ME!!" Jim's shiny cockhead easily pried open the boy's snatch, so he grabbed the kid by the waist and shoved his entire shaft up into the boy with one stroke. The helpless boy moaned deeply and drooled onto his pillowcase. Knowing he was getting dicked by his own father made him tremble from the nastiness of it. "Oh, dad," he whimpered, "your cock is so much bigger than all the boys who fuck me at school!" "That's right, faggot, this here's a mancock. And your dad KNOWS how to fuck a dirty whore like you." "Aw, dad, fuck me real mean! Punish my nasty cunt good." With no further hesitation, Jim started pounding hard into the whimpering youth. The assault was so violent the kid's head was flying all around, and he started crying. Jim could see the tears and drool coating his boy's face, so he thrust his cock even deeper inside him, causing him to squeal like a girl. When Jim could tell his boy was too consumed by his cock to do more than grunt and gasp on each powerful stroke, he grinned sadistically to himself, and began mercilessly battering the kid's prostate with expert precision. Kyle's head whipped around as he tried to see his father's muscled torso, then he looked down to see what was happening to his cunt, but he couldn't. There was a look of sheer terror on his face, and Jim knew he had him. The boy tried to get away, but Jim kept right on torturing his engorged button over and over, until the kid couldn't stand it anymore. Sobbing hysterically, clutching onto the bedsheets and trying desperately to pull away from his dad's relentless cuntfuck, the kid's head suddenly shot up into the air, and his boner squirted so powerfully that his first cumshot smacked the headboard, nearly four feet away, with an audible, "splat." The second landed on the pillow, and since his head was still rolling around as he whined and whimpered, the third one smacked him in the face. Jim almost laughed, but instead just kept right on thrusting into the kid's tight, clutching hole. He'd had some pretty good lays over the years, but no one reacted as violently to his cock as his own faggot son. It made him feel like even more of a stud, in fact, and to show his gratitude for that, he fucked the poor kid more viciously than before. Suddenly realizing he would be forced to have orgasms like that again and again before his father was done with his pussy drove the kid absolutely insane. He started babbling nonsense, and the drool just hung out of his open mouth as he panted. To make matters even worse, Jim wanted to make the kid feel extremely vulnerable, so he grabbed one of his ankles and rudely yanked it up to his shoulder, completely exposing his son's cunt to his pistoning cock. "Who does this faggot cunt belong to, HUH?" Jim demanded angrily. And then, in between pounding thrusts of his monster cock, "I said... who... does this... fuckin'... nasty... cunt... belong to?!?" "Aw, fuck, Dad, YOU, it belongs to you!" The poor teenage slut was crying worse than before, and his dick, still dribbling cum from his first orgasm, and even more precum than before, tightened up and he nutted a second time. It sprayed like a geyser, all over the bed and onto the floor next to it. As always, what had started out as a friendly, father-son incest fuck had now turned into a brutal raping of the boy, as soon as the orgasms began washing over him over and over again, getting more violent each time. He sobbed and pleaded desperately to be allowed to stop orgasming, but this only seemed to make his father rape his vulnerable boypussy even deeper and more savagely. His distended cuntlips glistened in the soft light from all his Dad's precum that dribbled out on each stroke and ran down his inner thigh. Jim watched his fat shaft slide in and out of his boy's trembling hole for a while, and when Kyle had sort of calmed down somewhat he said, "You know what's happening this weekend, boy?" Since he was still being fucked, all the kid could do was whimper in response. "Your brother's home on leave, and he's gonna be real fuckin' horny. Mom's gonna be at Aunt Sara's, so I suggest your get your snatch real slick with lube and be right here, naked and waiting for him when I bring him back from the station. You hear me? If you're not, let me tell you, there will be dire, dire consequences for your cunt. And in the car, I'll be talkin' to him about what a nasty slut you've been lately, so you're sure to get fucked good and hard. Then when he's done with you-and I'm sure you'll have to get fucked a bunch o' times before he's through with ya-I'm gonna come in here and eat every last drop of his hot marine cum right out of your twat. I'll probably have to fuck you, too, and then I'll let him at you a second time. Oh, man," he laughed, "this filthy slut cunt is gonna be fuckin' hangin' open, drippin' jizz all over the fuckin' bed by the time he leaves." All soon as he made this last threat, Jim growled and drove his daddy cock deep inside the boy to let loose his first load into the boy. From then on, his driving cock made slurping sounds as it impaled the kid, and occasionally, more of his cum would dribble out, coating his son's leg with it. After a few more fuck strokes to get his cock back to steel hardness, Jim, snickered to himself and got his son into position for the fuck strategy that most terrified Kyle, and was Jim's absolute favorite. He was ready to finish the boy off. Lowering his son's leg from his shoulder, so that he was again on all fours, Jim took each one of the kid's thighs in one of his huge hands and pulled them up and apart, so he was still being fucked from behind with his legs flailing around uselessly on either side of his Dad's muscular frame. His crotch was opened fully for use, and his cock stuck out underneath him, painfully hard and untouched. Jim knew exactly where on his cock shaft were the thickest ridges and the most knarled, bulging veins, so with one of the boy's thrashing legs a bit lower than the other, he used those ridges to saw back and forth over the kid's prostate, practically vibrating it, sending sharp bolts of electricity through the poor kid. The very first stroke made the kid squawk on horror, and he started to really panic, again trying frantically to get away. He kicked his legs uselessly, trying to squirm free. Just two more of these long strokes across the swollen knob in his cunt and the boy yelled out and started convulsing in the throes of a horribly violent orgasm. He cried hysterically, and clutched and pawed at the bed sheets and pounded it with his fists like he was throwing a temper-tantrum. It was lucky Jim had had the good sense to soundproof the room, as well, because the kid was groaning and squealing like a woman in labor. Jim sadistically tortured his son's prostate with those thick, heavy ridges non-stop through the whole ordeal. His son's cunt spasmed and milked and sucked on his cock as the boy nutted continuously, for what had to be at least five minutes straight. It felt as if the boy's entire rectum was undulating and squeezing and pulling on the daddy cock inside him. His boy dick was so hard it barely even swayed when his dad's taught abdomen slammed into his spread open crotch. The boy's boner was almost purple by now, and after his first seven long-distance shots of jizz, alternated between weak spurts of creamy boy juice and so much precum that it streamed out of his gaping piss slit like a faucet. Jim gritted his teeth and started fucking the boy with sharp, quick jabs until he felt his nuts tighten up and he ground his dick into the base to spunk his naughty little boy as deeply as the first time. He huffed and puffed and grunted like a bear into the kid's ears as he unloaded. Finally, Kyle's pussy seemed to go somewhat slack, and Jim knew his son was completely used. Jim laughed heartily at his total conquest of his slut son, and slowly slid his softening cock out of the spent pussy. After heaving and gasping for air for a few minutes, Kyle started bawling again, this time out of relief that the unbearable, mind-blowing pleasure was over, and he jumped up and clutched onto his father as if he would need to be surgically removed. Through pathetic sobs, he just murmured over and over, "oh, God, thank you, Daddy, thank you, thank you...."

This story is slightly true, somewhat fictional, and not at all an endorsement of good or bad decision-making. There used to be a website called Bareback City and I was there all the time...reading, browsing, beating off. You know. I once found this guy who was my age (mid-30's) and was a poz top -- only about twenty blocks from me. I'll call him "Lee" . Turns out he was not only was HIV positive, but had advanced to full-blown AIDS. I found that out when we chatted on cam and I was amazed at how thin and muscular he looked. Yes, he was thin, but the musculature that I thought I was seeing was only because his body was wasted down to nothing but a frame around the basic organs, bones and muscles nature gives all humans. I could have shut the window and blocked his email. I could have turned back. But then, still on cam, he fished a giant, slimy dick out of his shorts and bragged about only being able to wear Magnums. Well I didn't go back. I wanted to touch it and suck it. but wasn't sure I'd let it near my neg ass. We agreed to meet for dinner at a local pub. I had no desire for food, but knew I'd need a drink or two to calm down. Lee was even thinner and taller than he looked on camera. I watched as he wolfed down an entire cheeseburger in under a minute. I kept pounding back beers and having so many thoughts. Too many. You know how when your brain gets overcrowded with stuff and you just act on auto-pilot? That was me. So I wasn't really thinking when he offered to drive me back to his house in his red Miata. We walked out of the pub om that warm July night and I saw my car, parked innocently in front of the lights of wedding store next door. I could have just made a quick right and driven myself home. I could gone back. But Lee drove me back to his place with the top down and Pet Shop Boys blasting on the stereo. His neighborhood was way nicer than I expected and his house was beautiful. I'd never asked what he did for a living because, for some reason, I always thought that was a rude question to ask someone you barely know. He led me through the door and immediately kicked off his sandals and stripped down to nothing but his long, super-skinny nakedness. That dick was just as massive as I saw that time on cam, and it was growing as he groped it. I must looked scared and nervous because he immediately produced a joint, lit it and handed it to me with the words "It's fortified -- go slow". I was so stupid back then that I thought he meant it had B-12 vitamins or something like that in it. So I inhaled and blew beautiful clouds and the next thing I knew I was stripping down as well. That's when he suggested we go out to his patio and sit in the hot tub. I had a cold bottle of beer in my hand that I don't remember having before. Whatever. Fine. I followed Lee through the sliding glass doors as he situated himself in the bubbling, glowing blue water. I didn't know anything hot tub protocol so I sat directly across from him, sipping my mysterious beer.\ I think I remember us talking about the nice Summer weather and how beautiful the stars looked. Lee's voice sounded like a movie idol's. Deep, soft and so,so seductive. Then he stretched one of his feet out and pinched my right nipple. I grasped the foot and rubbed it. Lee had the longest, skinniest feet I'd ever seen. And then his toes were in my mouth. What the hell was I doing??? He moaned with pleasure and put the the other foot up on my neck. I massaged it and put those toes in my mouth as well. I had the faintest thought that I wasn't myself at that moment., but the warm bubbles gurgled my doubts away. Eventually I noticed this giant erection poking out of the water like a periscope. That's where my mouth went next. More moaning. After an amount of time I couldn't estimate then or now, we decided to get out of the tub. \What happened to that beer I had? Lee had forgotten to bring towels and went running back inside to get them. his huge dick bobbing all the way. I got out and stood naked on the concrete patio. A breeze hit my nude body and a brief minute of reality came back to me. This wasn't a good idea. None of this had been smart. I could go back inside, grab my jeans and shoes and sprinted home to my safe life. I could have. I could have turned back. Right then though, Lee walked back out with an over-sized green towel wrapped around him. Except for his stick-thin legs, he looked like a normal dude. He handed me another green towel and I was grateful for its shaggy warmth. He also had another lit joint that he offered and I accepted. Was it also "fortified"? No idea. It was a short walk back to his lush,massive bedroom. It was so perfect and seductively lit that I knew I was just one of many men who had been brought here. For a slight man, Lee had no problem overpowering me and pinning me on my back. He let me have one more puff of the fortified joint and then it was gone. Where did it go? Did he put it out safely? I was wondering all this when his penetrated my ass with his outrageously large dick. No Magnums or any other kind of condoms were used that I was aware of. The pain was real and unreal at the same time. For whatever reason, I couldn't quite tell you what "real" was. Before I could figure out what I was feeling, Lee's pumping had quickened in pace and effort. I do remember looking up at his face and was trying to say something when he let out a long, loud moan that I was sure could be heard by the whole neighborhood. He was sweating like a farm animal and I could feel salty drops from his forehead fall on my lips. Lee didn't ask me to leave, but it was implied by his quick descent into sleep and snores. I dressed and walked back to my car at the pub, feeling my ass burn and leak a little. I had so many thoughts and conflicts happening in my head. The first and last one were "I could have gone back".

I had just gotten home from work on Friday when my phone buzzed with a text. It was from a fellow pig buddy of mine and read “At the bathhouse room XXX. Want to get fucked up with me and see what kind of trouble we can get into?” Well I didn’t need to be asked twice! I jumped into the shower, cleaned up (and out LOL) and headed down. I checked in, got a locker and quickly went back to strip and put my stuff into my locker. With just a towel around my waist, a bottle of poppers and a small bottle of lube tucked into the fold of the towel I headed to my buddy’s room. It took him a few minutes to answer the door and I was beginning to think he must be roaming the halls because the rooms are really just cubicles – 6” X 8” – how long can it take to answer the door? But then I heard fumbling with the door knob and finally the door opened. I could tell right away that he was seriously fucked up. I learned that he had been there since noon and had been smoking and bumping for a good 6 hours already. Well, I wasted no time and got on the bed next to him to start the job of catching up. I saw the loaded pipe siting on the crate next to the bed and fired it up and took a good long hit from it. Oh fuck the feel of that first rush of a lung full of that smoke! We spend the next hour or so trading the pipe back and forth, shot-gunning hits with each other, him telling me of his exploits at the bathhouse up to that point, and all the time I’m getting hornier and hornier. I guess my buddy could see that I was getting all hot and bothered because at one point he said, “Hey, I’ve been here most of the day, but you just got here – you need to go out and get yourself a few loads!” I agreed and got up to make my way out into the club. But before I got to the door, my buddy asked, “want a bump before you go?” “Hell yeah I do!” was my reply. I got back on the bed and threw my legs up and back readying my hole for what was to come. My buddy rummaged around in his back and pulled out an already prepared syringe filled with his expert mixture. He came over and asked, “ready pig?” I eagerly nodded my agreement. In went the syringe, right to the hilt and I could feel the cool liquid flow into my bowels as he pressed the plunger. I stayed in the position I was in for a couple minutes to allow gravity to pull the chem saturated liquid deeper and deeper into me. The mild, almost pleasant burning sensation, followed by a very pleasant tingling sensation told me that my buddy had worked his magic once again. I lowered my legs and stood up, shook my head a couple times to clear the dizziness that came with the rush I was feeling, retrieved my towel, poppers and lube, thanked my buddy and assured him I would check in later and let him know what kind of action I could find. With that I left his room and started walking the hallways to check things out. Inevitably I ended up in the dark room. It was kind of slow and I started to get frustrated as the urgent need for cock was slowly building within me as the numerous hits from the pipe and the booty bump really began to take effect. I sucked a couple guys, but no one seemed interested in much more, and I was really feeling the need for a cock up my ass. Then I felt a rough hand feeling up my chest. When the fingers found my nipple, two of them grasped it hard and began to twist. I leaned back against the chest of the man the hand belonged to and moaned. As I made contact with this other man’s body, I felt the thick hair on what was clearly a broad chest. A bear! Pay dirt! Having always been a thin (down-right scrawny), smooth guy myself, I’ve always been attracted to the opposite physical type – big and hairy! The guy wrapped his other hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him. Through his towel, I could feel his hard cock poking at my ass, and I ground my ass back against it. He leaned his head in toward my neck and I could feel his hot breath there. “Want to go back to my room?” he asked in a low growl and I just whimpered my assent. “Follow me.” As we exited the dark room into the much more well lit hallway, I saw the man who was going to fuck me – 6’2”, probably 200-210 pounds, and hairy all over. The silvering buzzed head and beard suggested a man in his early to mid 50’s, ruggedly handsome, a poster for masculinity. I couldn’t believe my luck. This was the kind of man I fantasized about. His room was just a few doors down from the dark room and he quickly unlocked the door and led me in. As soon as the door was shut behind us, he took of his towel, stripped off my towel and grabbed both my nipples in his hands. Pulling down roughly he said gruffly but simply, “suck me!” I was on my knees in an instant tonguing the head of his cock. He had an average length, maybe 6.5” but fuck was he thick – one of those classic beer-can shaped cocks. I had my work cut out for me, but I was up for the challenge! I worked my tongue deep into his piss slit lapping up the thick drool of precum that was forming and used that as lubricant to allow the head of his cock to stretch my mouth open and slide in. I was a suffering a little from cotton mouth from all the smoking I had done, and was glad that he was a heavy precummer. Slowly but surely, I worked more and more of his cock into my mouth feeling my jaw stretching ever wider and I was rewarded for my work by deep moans of pleasure issuing from above me. I looked up and saw him staring down at me with a real look of lust in his eyes. “Let’s get onto the bed where we will be more comfortable.” He had rented a double for the night so he had a full sized bed in a slightly larger cubicle. He got on the bed with his back propped up against the wall with a couple pillows behind him. He motioned me to get up on the bed between his legs and then told me to continue what I had started. I went right back to work and quickly had his cock buried in my mouth once again. Still, it was stretching my jaw to the limit and when I finally managed to work my mouth down to the point that the head of his cock was pushing against the back of my throat, I could feel my gag reflex beginning to protest the intrusion. I didn’t see how I was going to be able to cram his big mushroom head through the opening of my throat. As I was working on this problem and feeling my jaw get more and more tired from the stretching it was doing, I sensed him rummaging around in a bag he had placed on the bed next to him. After a few minutes I heard him ask “Poppers?” I pulled off his cock, lifted my head up and nodded gratefully. He grinned as he handed me the bottle and said – “Yeah, it’s a jaw breaker – ain’t it? But you are working it over like a trooper boy. You’ve gotta a helluva talented mouth. Most guys give up on sucking me real fast.” I know I blushed at the praise and quickly busied myself opening up the bottle of poppers so he wouldn’t notice. Once the bottle was open, I took several deep hits through each nostril. I wanted to make this man feel good, and I knew the poppers would help me make what he was calling a good blow job even better. As I was capping the bottle I next heard him ask "Party?” Again I nodded again eagerly. He went back to his bag and began pulling supplies out. I felt the poppers kick in hard, and went back to his cock like a starved animal. This time I repositioned myself at his side, his my ass facing him. With the poppers hitting full force, and with the new angle, it seemed like his cock just slid into my mouth. Very quickly the head was once again at the back of my throat. Determined to give this man the full pleasure he deserved, I took a deep breath, slightly adjusted the angle of my head and bore down on his shaft. I could feel the head of his cock stretching my throat more than it had ever been stretched before, and then suddenly a pop as his cock head pushed through into my throat. Immediately my gag reflex tried to kick in and I felt my stomach heave once…twice…but with serious concentration and desire, I relaxed, calmed the reflex, and slid my mouth and throat down until my nose was buried in his pubes. I heard him take in a sharp gasp of air, moan and then rumble out in a deep, low growl, “holy FUCK! That feels awesome boy – massage that thick dick with your throat!” His hands began roaming around my ass, and I felt the fingers of one hand begin to explore the crack searching out my hole. Clearly I had temporarily distracted him from the task of loading his pipe, and I was feeling extremely proud of the fact that the sensations I was giving him were, for at least a moment or two, better than the anticipation of the rush of the pipe! But after a few more minutes of me working his beautiful cock with my mouth and throat, I felt him tugging at my waist. “Come up here boy! If I let you do that much longer, I’ll be cumming down your throat in no time, and I’ve got other plans for my cum than that!” I crawled up the bed and relaxed next to him as he finished the preparations he had started earlier. In just a few minutes the pipe was loaded and he was melting the rocks with a torch. After careful heating wisps of smoke began to appear in the bowl and he handed me the pipe. He continued to work the torch and signaled me at intervals as the pipe filled with smoke for the very best times to huff and inhale the thick vapors. With his coaching I took in one of the biggest most intense hits I have ever had. “Hold it boy,” he said as he took the pipe from my hand, giving it a quick cooling rub on a pad. He set it and the torch down, leaned in close to me and kissed me hard. I knew what to do and began to exhale the smoke into his mouth as he sucked it into his lungs. Though he took most of the smoke, thick clouds still managed to escape from between our lips and our heads were surrounded by a fog. I started to feel an intense buzz and dropped my head against his chest. “Feeling it, huh?” he asked as he began working my sensitive nipples in his expert fingers. I just writhed and moaned against him in response. “Good,” he replied, you’re gonna want to get good and in the zone for what comes next.” I knew what he meant and suddenly that physical connection, his taking ownership of me by shoving his cock deep inside me, breeding me, inseminating me with his seed, this one thing became the single most important thing there could possibly ever be for me. It didn’t matter that his cock was thicker than many of the dildos in my collection that it took me time to work up to, that it was surely going to hurt me, maybe even tear me up. None of that mattered, all that mattered was having him inside me. I looked up at him, and he must have seen the intense need in my eyes. “One more hit boy – and make it a good one – cause there is no turning back now, You and I both know it.” I took his advice and took the pipe and, if it is even possible, I took an even bigger hit from it than the previous one. “On your hands and knees boy,” he said handing me a bottle of poppers. I got into position and started inhaling from the bottle. I felt him maneuvering behind me, his hands spreading my cheeks. And suddenly there was his tongue. In the drug induced haze I was in, five minutes may been an hour, an hour may have been five minutes, but he worked my hole with his tongue willing it to relax. Eventually his tongue was replaced by a finger. At some point it was joined by another and then another. I was flying from the sensations and heard myself muttering and whimpering over and over “fuck me Daddy, oh please fuck me.” Suddenly the fingers were gone and my hole was desperately empty. I groaned from the loss and pushed my ass back in an attempt to find something to fill the vacancy. “Ok boy,” I heard the reassuring voice speak to me, though it seemed to be coming from far away and inside my head at the same time. “I’ve done what I can to get you ready, but I can tell you it wasn’t enough. Your hole is so fucking tight.” I felt him shift and once again his hands were pulling my cheeks apart. I felt what seemed like a baseball being rubbed against my hole, and realized it was the fat mushroom head of his cock, fully engorged with blood – rock hard and ready to push into my hole. My heart started to beat wildly – I wasn’t gonna be able to take this! “Big hit of poppers boy. Go on. Do it now.” And I did. Even as my mind was screaming at me to stop and get myself out of this, something else took over and I found myself taking deep long drags on the poppers – first one nostril and then the other. I capped the bottle and set it down and waited for the rush to hit. The man behind me knew as soon as I felt and, gripping my hips firmly he pulled me back as he pushed forcefully into me. There was a flash of blinding light….

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

-Spread your legs, bitch! A poppers bottle to my nose and some really deep hits made me comply. Or the meph I'd snorted just before entering the Sauna. I had some ready to be used in my little cubicle, too... stashed away. The anonymous cock buried itself inside me. In one stroke he was balls deep. A bit of a strain, but not too much - I am a good little whore when I'm high. My ass opens up wide, for even bigger cocks to slide right in. They feel the soft nice man's ass, and they pound me real hard.... just the way I want it. So I comply and spread my legs. And he fucks me mercilessly for a good 5 minutes before emptying his hot load inside me. He pulls out and I turn around to clean his cock. Without a word he leaves.... but I know I am going to get more of it real soon. The word will spread... Locking the door I dive down in my stasch. I make a couple of fat lines of meph - and snort them up. Leaving some residue on my nose... I then walk out of my cubicle and lock it. Anyone can see I've taken something, if they look. I walk with my towel over my shoulder to show off my ass real good, over to the darkroom. When I get there, I've got a couple of younger studs in tow. They follow me inside the darkroom and corner me. Their towels drop immediately and they press me down on their cocks. Ahhhh good hard young cocks, ready to fuck ... I suck them both... in turn, and then together.... while they obviously kiss ... I let my hands slip between their legs and squeeze some ass cheeks which seems to make them hornier.... I'm yanked up by one of them and he whispers "You high, man?" and I nod quietly. "Fuck, that's so hot. Turn around".... And around I go. First cock slams into me. Not the biggest one, but hard as a rock. I really love it.... taking some young stud's cock in a darkroom... it makes me feel so good. Grabbing my hips he pounds into me like young guys do. Only lasting one minute or so, he cums... and cums... and cums.... groaning real high, he pulls out quickly to let the last of the boy juices squirt over my ass hole which is wide open. And then his mate comes along. Equally hard, but bigger dick. Same thing. Pounds away for a couple of minutes and fills me with a hot load. All the while moaning real loud and telling me what a good ass I have. A bit dizzy I now stand up. I return slowly to my cubicle, my ass cummy inside and out showing off again. Back in my cubicle I ready my last two lines of meph, nice fat ones... Man, I need this... My ass needs it... I play with my index in the powder and put a good amount on it on my ass hole, mixing it a bit with the still runny cum there... and some lube, just for the sake of it. I crack the door just a little bit... anyone that is interested can now peer in, I turn around and I drag the lines into my nose as a good meph whore. Adding to the buzz... oh man. My ass just twiches for cock. I need cock ... hard cock...no, cocks! Many cocks! Now! Opening up, the guy that comes in is ... I mean... drop dead gorgeous. A short and stocky latino with a nice sized cock... He comes up to me and touches my ass hole... oohhh and pushing some of the meph inside - making it burn a little and me to moan just so. My nose is a bit white still from the powder that didn't go into it... and he leans up to my face and licks my nose off!!! Shit man, I am so fucking horny.... but I can't speak, nothing will be coherent. I'm just thinking.... fuck my brains out! He presses me backwards on the bed, making me go down on my back and spread my feet wide in the air. His face moves to my ass hole and he starts rimming it.... cum/lube/meph in all. I can feel him getting high, his breathing changes and he gets really much more intense. I twitch my hole for him. That does it. He stands up and plunges his cock in me.... pressing the rest of the concoction into me ... oh fuck it burns sooooo goood... I want his cum. I want his cock. Fuck me man... His fucking is furious. Then he slows down and takes his cock out again. My swollen ass hole needs more rimming. I'm in heaven. He rims me for a long time, then resumes fucking me hard and long strokes. Finally I get my reward, a fat load first on my hole and then inside me. After a little cuddling he gets up and leaves, only to be followed by the next guy, an asian dude that has an extremely good body, and contrary to the myth, a nice big cock. He doesn't waste time rimming. He just wants one thing - to put his dick in my hole and fill it with hot liquids. Dirty talker too - keeps telling me what a whore I am, his white bitch... how I'm taking all his dna inside me ... oh, man.... he's sooo hot. He takes his time and then does the unthinkable - he pulls out and cums over my limp meph-cock instead. Oh well... several hours and men later, my high is coming down just so much so that I can get hard again. My cummy body and cock is now ready to pound some nice ass too. I get outside the cubicle and walk to the dark room again. In front of me I see this "twink" - at least he's got a twink body. He notices me looking at him and stops very briefly just to spread his cheeks to show a perfect, hairless hole. Mine. I want that. Into the darkroom he goes, and when I enter I feel him dragging me to him... I smell his breath that reeks of the same thing as me, chems. he's obviously been smoking Tina. His dick is limp, as should be, because I'm just interested in his hole. We kiss for a while, my dick gets really hard from that. He drops to the dirty, cummy floor and starts sucking me real good. Man, I do love a hot twink's mouth in the morning.... Now I want his other end. I pull him up, and turn him around, he leans on the wall of the darkroom. My dick's built in radar goes to work, and I enter him, just like the other men entered me. Oh fuck he's good... man, soft, nice hole.... tina soft ... oooh... I soo want to fill him up now, so I grab his neck, and hold him firmly while I plant my cock deep in him, and keep pounding him hard. He yelps, he moans.... even sometimes screams a little ... (not that I'm so big... he's just high and horny) Finally, my release.... my cum.... my load after so many hours high on meph and poppers.... it feels almost like I'm pissing cum into him. Satistfied - I don't even clean up, I just put my clothes on and walk home.

....this is why I love men of age and experience ... they know what a bottom really needs and wants ...

Very well said. I have trouble understanding the chasing fetish because once you poz, then what? It's hard to predict what will be available in the future to prevent HIV. What if something like PrEP becomes available, that also prevents other STD? I would discourage chasers from pozing because of the dependency on the health system but also because it will complicate your life. Ongoing blood tests, drs visits, having to reveal your status, when moving to another country. Being poz may sometimes complicate your life, simply by closing options. A guy who's in his early twenty's becomes a cumdump, then a chaser, poz by 25. Nobody knows what will be in store for this guy in his late 20's. I've read about guys who were describing their recent pozing experience and who mention not being able to be a father as one of the issues they had to come to terms with. A request for fathering a baby for a lesbian couple would have to be rejected. I think you can "wash" the sperm or something. Being sick has never been better than being healthy.

I love topping a good slut bottom. The sex is great and it makes me less embarrassed that I’m a slut top. Dont forget tops can be sluts too. I’m a proud sex addicted bb top and love breeding and seeding holes. My motto “just do it” cum deep, cum often with no pull outs!

Hi all. A few years ago, something happened, call it porn, boring sex with women, I don’t know... I started getting turned on by men. Started like most of you probably, gay porn. Going to parks, kissing guys in bathrooms, sucking and being sucked. Bought toys and started playing with my hole, I knew right away I was a bottom. I’ve slept with a hand full of guys, all older as younger guys are not a big turn on. I don’t know if it’s porn these websites, but I find myself turned on more by aggressive, piggish behavior. For a long time know, I’ve been thinking of taking raw dick. The thought of skin on skin, the sound of a raw dick and lube, pounding my hole. The thought of tasting my ass and my tops cum after being bred has just gotten me. I don’t feel sexually satisfied anymore. I connected with a top in bbrt last week. We are planning to meet at my hotel tomorrow morning when I arrive in Atlanta. No condoms, we plan to fuck and I’ll take his cum wherever he plans to shoot it. Any comments or words of encouragement?

A man should never be reduced to the size of his cock, that’s just so wrong. I treat my tops as kings - no exceptions. I instinctively crave all cocks and all men so size and appearance have never really been relevant to me. The sexiest men I’ve ever met or been with have been the ones that truly get inside my mind not just my hole.

I always thought the idea of gay sex to be hot, especially bare backing. I'd watch Dom/sub play and just imagine what it would be like to be a submissive cum slut for men. But I would never do it; I mean it would be amazing to act out my fantasies and let myself become a cumpig but I already had a wife, a house and friends who would disown me for who I truly am. I'd flirt online with men, even going as far as setting up a date for them to use me and blowing them off. I just could never get myself to go through with it because of my attachments to my life. I guess sooner or later, it was bound to change. It was just any other night, the wife had a headache the night before, as usual, and I was left with a full load for the last 3 nights. Sex had been slowing down ever since marriage; So while she worked the night shift I was browsing some online chat rooms when I came across this tall, stocky daddy bear. His username was exactly what I was looking for, simply stating "Will_Dom_U23." We started chatting like usual, some small talk here and there. He worked in IT as a network administrator which I thought was cool. He'd wear formal clothing to work, and be a total dom leather daddy in the bedroom. Once the small talk was over we exchanged some pictures and my cock instantly jumped up. He was 6"2, 210 lbs and muscular. His cock is what really made my jaw drop, 8" and thick and the picture definitely proved it. He liked my pictures as well, only being 5"8, and 170 lbs he mentioned I was "perfect to dominate." I was worried about my cock size, only 5" and thick, but when I asked him if my cock was alright he said it wouldn't be needed. I was just about leaking precum here. We started to go into what we wanted to do when we'd meet up, and being so horny I went right into my darkest fantasies. I told him how I wanted to be a slave; an object for him and others to use. I want to worship his body, from head to toe, licking and sucking anything he pleased of me. I would take his seed, his piss, his spit in whichever holes he wanted. I told him how I had zero limits; I'd do anything commanded of me. And when he was done with me he could throw me in a dog cage until he required my services again. He asked me if him being poz was alright; even though I was neg I had told him I'd be his property to use, it would be his decision to poz me if he pleased. He said he would definitely turn me. It was about this point I finished, completely spraying my cum all over my keyboard and screen. I ran to grab some paper towels and when I got back, he had left out chat. As I wiped my seed of the screen, his last message simply said, "You're exactly what I'm looking for. I can't wait to meet my new slave, John Smith." After I had finished cleaning my keys it finally dawned on me, when did I give him my name? Soon after my wife came home, and it was back to living my fake life. To be continued.

it can not be any other way,tops should realise how much pleasure we receive making them orgasm.THATS THE WHOLE POINT of making ourselves available for them

Weeks later Tommy has a bad case of the fuck flu, fever 101-102 , head aches , body joint pain and just really sick. The nurse this is one of the worse case of the fuck flu he has ever seen and is almost 100% sure Tommy is converting over to the POZ Brotherhood. In a month the blood work shows Tommy is POZ with a climbing VL so right now he is very Toxic , the one thing like me Tommy liked to be a bottom more than a TOP , but right now wants to fuck anything around and when a negative hole is asking for a POZ load Tommy sex drive goes into over driven. Larry has the same type of gang bang set up for me with POZ men who are off meds. with a high VL and 2 months later NOTHING I’m still negative and it is pissing me off , yes I made a lot of money from the gang bang but Tommy is fucking every POZ chaser there is and having a blast. This has also cut into our love life as we are now lovers and care for each other very much. Larry does not want to set up another gang bang as he has a client who really get off POZZING fem twink boys like me. It's a 4 hour flight to Mr. D place and I’m met at the airport by his boy who is a suite wile I’m in jeans and a tee shirt as that is all I will need. I’m told to sit in the back seat and we drive for 2 hours and the boy is not talking. When you say in the middle of no where that describe Mr.D place perfectly. Mr. D meets me at the door and if very friendly as he is about 50 6ft 1inch 180 LBS. in a suite , I feel guilty being dress the way I am , but Mr.D says why don’t I get undress and make my self comfortable as it’s warm out side and I should go out to the pool area and get some sun as back home it’s freezing cold. I head out to the pool and he is right the sun beating on my body feels great. After a few minutes Mr.D boy comes by now naked except for a steel ring around his neck and a steel chastity device on his dick, he also has a few tattoos saying POZ above his dick a scorpion tattoo on his chest and on his back right above his ass crack the work POZ. He ask me if I want something to drink and I say yes and when I taste it I know it’s spiked with GHB but I know what I’m here for, later when the GHB has started to effect me he ask me if I want a massage and who would not from such beautiful looking boy. Between the warm sun and the GHB and now getting this beautiful boy hand rubbing all over my body this is so relaxing and the oils he is using so warm as his fingers are probing my hole and massaging my dick wile I look into his eyes. When he starts to suck my dick I feel his hand putting something my hole and in a minute I get that burning and the wonderful of a shard of Ms. Tina in my hole. Off in the distance I see Mr.D looking still in his suit as I exploded in his boys mouth , he does not spill a drop but comes to me and as he is kissing me he gives back my own cum as we tongue kiss for a very long time as he is now working my nipples. When I get off the table I realize the shard he put in my ass was not a small one but a big one and the oil he rubbed over my body had something in it as my body is numb all over as he leads me into the house.

On the local dating site there is my new announcement: oral slut, swallowing cum everywhere and every time. Let see what happen. Since this morning I already received 2 messages.

Long time no post. Today is 1 year anniversary of my castration. Hell yeah....a year without nuts. Truly a total bottom and loving it. Back at Thanksgiving, marked the 2 and anniversary of getting my ass knocked up......no meds and loving that too.

I appreciate the comments. Thanks! ---------------------- Part 23 - The Receiver Joe walked up to the ATM and got some cash out. Looking at the balance, he said to himself “I guess I am going to have to turn some tricks and make some money.” He walked into the apartment and picked up his laptop. He logged in to an escort site he used and made a few changes to his ad and reactivated it, but didn’t state his new HIV status. It pained him when he put “Safe or BB” in. He hadn’t used a condom in years, but he figured it would give him a bigger customer base. He opened a new browser window and logged into Craigslist and re-posted the ad he usually used titled “Looking for Generou$ tops or bottoms”, making similar changes. He smoked a bowl and started to study. Joe was alone in the apartment. Kyle was at the library doing research with his team for one of his classes and he hadn’t seen Steven all day. Late in the evening his phone buzzed. It was a response from his Craigslist ad. “Yo, dude. I hired u a few times b4. Horny n need some dick n ass. u free tonite? same $?” Attached was a pic and he remembered the guy well. He was a wide receiver on the football team. Terrence. He was a tall black guy with a lithe chocolate skinned body that he liked to show off. Every time Joe saw him he had another tattoo. He had that balance between muscled and flexible that made him perfect for his football position and also for fucking. And he was hung - eight and a half inches of thick uncut cock that Joe really enjoyed. The guy was bi, but no one knew, and had been in the newspaper about his issues with women. Joe knew he liked his sex rough and assumed that he crossed the line with many of his female partners. Joe, on the other hand liked it rough, especially if they were paying. But Terrence also had a tender side to him after sex, where he wanted to cuddle and make out after a hard fuck. The best part was that the guy was versatile and loved to flip fuck. Joe had a dilemma. He didn’t want to end up on the front page of the newspaper as the guy that infected the star football player of the university’s team, but this guy was a great fuck and had no problem paying Joe to keep his need for gay sex quiet. Joe sent back a reply “I’m free the rest of tonite. Have HIV now, need to fuck covered. $ame. Your place?” He wasn’t sure he should put the last part, since he figured once the guy saw HIV he wouldn’t be interested. Five minutes later he got a reply “np, no condoms. same place. 9pm.” Joe smiled and headed into the shower. While taking the shower he wondered “Did he mean he didn’t have any condoms or he wanted to fuck raw?” He grabbed a few things and tossed them in the gym bag he used when escorting. He kept the bag stocked and ready for his next escorting gig. It had a few toys in it, a blindfold, some rope, lube, a jar of elbow grease, poppers and box of tampered condoms. He also grabbed the box of condoms that Mark had brought over the day he gave HIV tests to him and Kyle. Joe drove over to the apartment building the football player lived in. It was a really nice building with a doorman, probably paid for by the athletic department or from one of the team’s doners. He had been here several times before and knew the drill - check in with the doorman, wait for the ok and then go up the elevator to the top floor. He handed the doorman his fake drivers license that he used when escorting - “Dave Stillman”. Terrence knew Joe’s real name from the times they ran into each other in the locker room that the teams shared, and also his escort name. The doorman got the ok from Terrence and Joe was knocking at the door in a minute. The door opened and Terrence stood there, completely naked, his cock hanging low and getting hard. As Joe walked in, Terrence gave him a big hug and said “Damn I missed you. Thought you had had stopped selling that hot ass of yours.” “Yeah, things have been a bit crazy lately” Joe said as the hug finally ended and they walked into the apartment. Joe dropped his bag and started to take his clothes off. “Poz, huh? How long?” Terrence asked. “I found out a couple weeks ago. I brought some rubbers” said Joe. “Fuck no, I only fuck raw and I ain’t gonna stop now. That ass of yours is even hotter now” Terrence said and laughed. “You’re the customer” Joe said, getting more turned on. He dropped his shorts and was standing there in just his red jockstrap and he bent over to get the lube out of his bag. Terrence ran his fingers between his ass cheeks and Joe moaned. As he stood up, Terrence handed him a wad of bills, obviously more than his normal one hour rate. Joe looked at him quizzically. Smiling, Terrence explained “I’m fuckin’ horny and you’re gonna be here a couple hours. After i knocked up that last ho, the coaches won’t let me fuck any bitches until after the season.” Joe smiled and kneeled down and started to suck the monster cock that kept getting longer. He licked and sucked, digging his tongue under the foreskin. He remembered it took a while to open his throat up enough to take it all the way down, but Terrence kept pushing it deeper. Terrence grabbed his head and started to fuck his face, forcing his thick cock into Joe’s throat. Joe was covering the shaft with spit and throat slime. Occasionally he would scrape his teeth along the cock as he pulled back, something Terrence loved. Several minutes later, Terrence shoved his cock in and held it deep in Joes throat. Joe massaged his cock with his throat muscles and then realized he wasn’t letting up. Unable to breathe, Joe started to panic. He tried to pull back, but Terrence just pushed his head down harder. His body started to spasm and then he started to get light headed. Right before he thought he was going to pass out, Terrence pushed him off his cock and shoved him to the couch. Joe was gasping for air as he knelt down on the sofa, facing the wall. Terrence’s tongue poked into his hole and he began to rim him. Joe went from panic to ecstasy in a few short seconds. Terrence added a finger, then two, next to his tongue, opening up Joe’s hole. He felt a hard slap on his ass as Terrence grunted “Ready, whore?” Joe felt the head of Terrence’s cock on his hole and he pushed back, preparing for the penetration. The pressure got greater and he relaxed to let the big cock into him. Once the head got inside, Terrence kept pushing until the shaft was poking at Joe’s inner ring. One hard thrust and Terrence was through and waves of pain and pleasure ripped through Joe’s body. Pulling back, Terrence began to assault Joe’s hole. The pace varied from fast to slow, gentle to rough. Terrence always had stamina, Joe remembered. Joe got flipped over on to his back, without Terrence’s cock coming out of him. The pounding resumed and he got to look at the stud fucking him instead of a wall. Suddenly Joe felt Terrence slam into him, ripping past the inner ring and his cock began to pulse. The shots of cum didn’t seem to end and a warmth filled Joe. Terrence leaned forward and kissed Joe as the last spurts of cum filled his belly. They laid there for a minute as the adrenaline faded and Terrence pulled his cock out of Joe’s throbbing hole. As usual for his fucks with Terrence, they laid on the couch making out after sex. There was lots of kissing and feeling each other’s bodies and Joe felt the cum dripping out of his gaping ass. Terrence stopped kissing him and held his head saying “I want you to fuck me now. I need that poz cock inside me.” Joe’s jaw dropped and he replied “Dude, I can’t do that. I’m really toxic and you’ll get pozzed up.” “I want it. My uncle is poz and he’s the one that showed me how good sex with men could be. He won’t fuck me anymore since I’m not poz” said Terrence. “Shit, uh, I don’t think I should…” Joe said as his mind raced. “Look fucker, I’m paying you and you’re gonna do what I say. Now get that dick hard and fuck me” yelled Terrence. In all the times he had been with Terrence, he had never gotten violent or even raised his voice. Joe was really turned on by being told to poz fuck a neg guy. He took a breath and pushed Terrence’s muscular legs up and curled him up, so his ass was in the air. Terrence held his body there as Joe pulled his hard cock out of the pouch of the jockstrap and stroked it while starting to rim Terrence’s hole. He knew Terrence would be tight, since he was probably the last guy to fuck him a few months earlier. Once his hole was covered in spit he reached for the lube and pushed some lube inside the jock’s hole. He finger fucked Terrence until he felt the ring loosen a bit. His hole was warm and velvety inside and unprepared for the onslaught that was about to happen. He finger fucked him a bit longer, adding two and then three fingers in. His fingernails scraped as he twisted his fingers around his hole. Joe was trying to decide what position to fuck him in - he was already on his back and that would be easy and he could see Terrence’s face as he pumped his toxic seed inside, but he knew that Terrence liked getting fucked doggy style so Joe could get good leverage and pound him hard. Joe rolled Terrence back down on the couch and then turned him so he was on his knees facing the wall. “You really want this?” he asked Terrence sternly. “Yeah, fuckin’ breed my hole and knock me up like a bitch” Terrence replied. Joe rested his cock against the jock’s neg hole, the piercing laying on the ring, as some precum dripped into the hole. He put his hand over Terrence’s mouth and shoved his cock in. His hand only partially muffled the scream from Terrence. Once his cock was fully planted inside, he leaned forward and said “Yeah, you’re gonna become my poz bitch now. You wanna be a poz boi? I’m gonna make sure it happens. I’m gonna keep fucking you until your body gives up the fight and the bug takes over. It’s gonna be my bug that haunts you for the rest of your life.” Joe started to pound Terrence just like Terrence had done to him so many times. Joe felt his PA drag along the walls of Terrence’s fuck chute. He would jab and shove in different directions trying to make sure that his toxic precum coated everything. He pulled out and looked at his cock and didn’t see much red, so he rammed back in and drilled the tight hole some more. Soon he was pistoning his cock in and all the way out before jamming back in. The head of his cock started to hurt from the PA getting tugged and pushed with each thrust. He went back to hard fucks with his cock staying inside the battered hole with each stroke being harder than the last. He looked down and watched his poz cock thrust in and out of Terrence’s hole and marveled at the contrast of his pale cock against Terrence’s darker ass. Finally he couldn’t hold back and felt the constant drip of precum being replaced with gushes of virus filled cum shooting into Terrence’s cunt. He pushed deep, hoping his bug was seeping into the football player’s body. Terrence let out a moan as he felt the cum flood his guts. Resting on Terrence’s back Joe pumped his cock in a few more times and stopped. “You got more, dude?” asked Terrence. A smile came over Joe’s face and he said back “oh yeah.” Slowly Joe started fucking again and looked down to see some cum escaping Terrence’s ass and making a frothy pink ring around his cock. This was going to be a quicker fuck but just as brutal. He drilled the no longer tight jock ass, slapping it occasionally. His balls tightened up and he thrusted in a few more times before his balls delivered another round of buggy sperm inside Terrence’s pussy. He tried to shove his cock in a few more times, but it had already started to soften, so he slowly pulled his cock out and fell on to the couch. Once again, Terrence was there cuddling with him. “Thanks, man. I really needed that” Terrence said. “You got a few days if you change your mind. You can get treated to prevent it from infecting you” Joe said in an almost motherly tone. “Nah, I’d been thinking about it and when you said you were poz I knew I had to do it” Terrence replied and added “Did you really mean it when you said you would keep fucking me until I’m poz?” “Yeah I did” answered Joe. “Tomorrow’s Friday and I got shit to do. Saturday’s the game. Sunday’s always suck. How about we meet Monday night and you can give me more of that hot cum?” asked Terrence. “I can’t do Monday. How about Tuesday?” Joe offered. “Yeah, I can do that. Same time.” “Cool” said Joe as he got off the couch, got dressed and collected his things. He picked up the stack of bills on the table and said “Thanks” holding the money in the air before stuffing it in his pocket. Walking into his apartment he pulled the money out and counted it out - Terrence had paid him for three hours. Looking at his phone he had been there two and a half hours. “What a fuckin’ great way to get paid” Joe said to himself. Steven got home and took a shower and kept thinking about his hookup with Ryan and then Jeff. “How the fuck could I have done something so stupid. Pozzed up a virgin who doesn’t even know if he’s gay?” he said to himself. He dried off and went to his room and put on his work uniform. He walked into the restaurant and got ready for his shift of bussing tables again. He waited for Ryan to show up and he did right before his shift started. It was a busy night for a Thursday and he never had a chance to talk to Ryan privately. They walked out together and about a block from the restaurant Steven ended the silence asking “How’s Jeff doing?” “He was still dazed when I left him. I tried to talk to him but he just stared back at me with a blank look” Ryan said. “He could go to the clinic tomorrow and start pep. I really don’t know what came over me” Steven said. “Dude, he begged for it. It’s not your fault. And damn, that was hot to watch you pop his cherry and breed him full of poz cum. I kinda wish I got that second load, but fuck. I blew my load when you came in his virgin ass” Ryan told Steven. Steven said “I didn’t want to breed you. I hope you’re ok if it takes and you get pozzed.” “Oh yeah, I hope you keep breeding my ass until I’m pozzed up. I want it more now than ever” Ryan replied. They got to the spot where they normally split up to go home. Ryan and Steven kissed for a long time until Ryan stopped. “I need to get home to check on Jeff. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Woke up in a mood for cum and cock the other day after my boyfriend left for work. Packed myself a nice bowl of herb, took a shower, then got online to see what kind of trouble I could find. Luckily, a regular bud was on and looking to fuck and breed. I couldn't wait to get his cock again. He always wants me ass up and waiting so her can dive tongue first into my hole before he starts plowing me with his thick uncut Dominican cock. After we were done confirming details, another guy hit me up on Growlr, telling me he wanted to fuck my ass. I'd never met up with him before but the picture he sent of his cock and the fact that he wanted to eat my hole and breed me got my hole twitching. My regular bud was already on the way over, so I told him I had a work call to make then he'd be free to come over. My bud texted me from downstairs saying he was coming up, so I quickly got on all fours on my bed with my hole in the air, taking a nice deep hit of poppers once I heard the door to my bedroom opening. My bud dove right until my hole, tongue fucking me while I moaned. I could have let him eat my hole for hours, but I could tell he wanted to fuck. I told him the lube was on the nightstand, and took another deep hit off the poppers as he slid into my hole. I knew from the deep, gutteral moan we both let out as he slid into me that this fuck wasn't doing to last long. We both needed it too badly. I immediately started matching him stroke for stroke, fucking myself on his cock as he thrust into me. His thick cock stretched my hole as I begged him to fuck me deep and hard. My face was buried in the sheets of my bed, I still hadn't seen my bud's face, only felt his tongue and cock in my hole. I heard his breath quicken and knew it was time to get what I'd needed. I moaned loudly and told him to breed my hole, shoot that load deep into me. He thrust hard into me at that, and I could feel his cock spasm inside me as he flooded my hole with his cum. He pulled out and I immediately turned around, taking his fat cock into my mouth to the base, tasting his seed and my hole on his cock while I looked up at him for the first time since he entered the room. He said thanks and told me had to run, quickly getting dressed and leaving less than two minutes after he gave me his load. I leaned back and got back on Growlr, still hungry for another load. I texted the other guy my address and he told me he'd be there in ten minutes. While I was waiting for him to show up, I fingered my freshly bred hole, licking every drop from my fingers as it leaked out. Soon, there was a knock on my door and this handsome hipster walked in. I immediately pulled him towards me and unbuckled his jeans, diving on his cock with my mouth. I felt him grow as a sucked him, his cock had to be at least 8 inches long and 6 inches thick. He growled at my as I deep throated him, telling me he wanted to tongue my hole. I again got on all fours, both of us taking multiple deep hits of poppers. He started tonguing my ass like a starving man. I was in fucking heaven. I couldn't even form words as he spread my ass open and drove his tongue in deep. He wasn't just eating my hole, he was genuinely tongue fucking me. We both moaned in unison as he got deep into my hole. He had to be tasting the load the was just shot inside me. After tonguing me deep for twenty minutes or so, he started rubbing the head of his fat fuck against my hole, asking me if I was ready to be fucked. I moaned a yes in response and took some deep hits as he started to slide into me. My hole was so wet already that he slid in to the hilt with no resistance. This guy knew how to fuck. He plowed me deep, stopping every few minutes to tongue my hole some more. I could feel my hole getting wetter, he was leaking a river of precum into me. After his fourth time switching between fucking me with his cock and this tongue, he said that it's time to get me bred. He tells me to get on all fours, and starts pounding me deeper and harder than he had before. Telling me to take every fucking inch, I feel his cock swell as his heavy hairy balls unload into my hole. He stays inside me as he goes soft, and of course I clean his cock by taking it deep in my throat again. He tells me to hit him up anytime as he dresses and leaves, while I lay back and lazily finger my well used hole. Could have taken more loads, but had to get ready for work. Not a bad morning off.

The thrill of chasing will last until you are poz, then it's over. It's like the dog chasing a car -- what does he do if he catches it? I know that urge personally and I've had phases of chasing. I quit PrEP for a year because I wanted to feel the incredible rush of risk... but I recently decided to restart it because I'm thinking longer term then just my current sex life. If you quit PrEP you might get lucky and ride the chase for a long time... or you might get infected in a week and then the game is over. You're still gonna have to take pills the rest of your life if you're poz, so why not just take them now as PrEP?

Really craving a total pig session .never have a group of pigs using my holes but truly need to serve and get used. Open to anyone and anything. U can call all the shots flood my ass please

So I went to Fort Lauderdale last weekend to check out Slammers and boy was it fun. There where plenty of guys and the space was quite large. At first it was a little overwhelming, as I understood they had recently remodeled an the whole place was kind of a maze. Friday: I showed up on Friday at about 8:30 and thee where a few guys, by 10pm it was pretty full with a great variety of guys (there are a lot of hot daddies down there). Like most have said there was very little attitude and lots of action. It wasn't till about 12 that i discovered the little dark room with the fuck table that could comfortably accommodate 3 guys it was a little crowded but there was lots of fucking going on. At this point i had already taken 4 loads and was really hoping I'd get a turn on the bench. I didn't want to be to pushy though. Little did I know that It didn't really matter where you were standing because I felt some ones fingers slide between my ass checks then into my cum lubed hole... He must have liked what he felt because he pushed against the wall and started pounding my ass with his cock. I was in heaven and thinking this was well worth the 200+ mile drive. After he finished with me I was trying to make my way out of the room to cool off. As anyone who goes here knows it can get pretty hot in that room, but as I was exiting so was another bottom who apparently couldn't handle the cock he was just taking. So I bent over on the bench where he was and felt back with my hand. I could see how an amateur would have a problem with this cock that had to have been 8.5 long and super thick, but I've taken some pretty big cocks in my day and had had quite a few to losten me up that night so I guided him right on in and told him to wreck my hole and he obliged. By the end of Friday night I had taken 11 loads and then went to Clubhouse 2 and took one more. It was slow there so I didn't stay very long. But I was very satisfied with Slammers and couldn't wait to go back on Saturday Saturday: I had scheduled a sex party on Saturday that didn't really go that well, although I did take two loads from two guys who where about average but had excellent fucking skills. I got to slammers again, at about 8:30 and this time the parking lot was full, I got really excited thinking about what kind of action would be there tonight. I got in, paid, and went to the bar to buy a locker. The poor bartender was really busy so it t ook a few minutes for him to get me situated. once i got my locker i put my clothes away, grabbed my lube and poppers and began to cruise the place. As expected the "fuck" room was already filled with good hungry bottoms. So I went to another area with the big round bed and nooks and did a little searching. It didn't take long for me to feal fingers pressing against my hole. I knew it was going to be a good night, here for barely 15 minutes and already someone wanting my hole. I started kissing him wjich really got him hard and we went into one of the stalls you can lock, no words he just bent me over and fucked me till he dropped a laod and left. I walked around a bit more and I saw a guy who was exactly my type large 6'5" probably 250 lb thick guy. I approached him and he grabbed me by the face and deep kissed me hard and started shoving thick fingers up my ass, I reched into his pants and hot damn it was perfect big and thick my favorite (you see why I like big boys) I knew what he wanted by the way he was strectching my whole with three fingers no cock sucking he wanted ass and I gave it up. his fucking was just as Aggresive as his kising. he didn't even give me time to get used to his giant cock he wanted to destroy my hole, and i was happy to let him. By now there was a crowd watching and I got really turned on because i really like putting on a show. Which sad to say not a whole lot of guys like doing it out in the bigger areas here but, oh well not complaining. He fucked me for a good five minutes or so but he didn't want to cum so we took a brake. At this point I am wide open and ready for more cock , so I go into the fuck room adn there was a spot open so I bent right on over and waited, I also encouraged the bottom next to me who was getting fucked pretty hard and offered him a hit of my poppers which apparetly did the trick because the top began to stoke deeper into him. It was pretty hot. It took alittle while but a nice fat cocked daddy got in behind me and went to town on my ass, he was uncut and had really big balls which made me happy because it ment more cum to lube me up, which he did snd left. i was suprised that not 30 seconds after him i had another cock in me this guy was one of those slow fuckers, he giratted his hips and dug deep an wide but didn't cum. after him whos should show up but my big boy with the big dick. He started fucking me yet again as i tooka deep hit of poppers and without thinking said "Best vacation ever" the botom next to me gave a slight chuckle he knew what i ment because he was getting fucked too. That night I took 14 loads not including the 2 i had earlier that day. All in all i'd have to say it was a fantastic experience. the best part was not a single guy wanted to use a condom, just good raw man sex the way it should be. I will definitely be back for more. And to those who say there arn't enough tops there where plenty at Slammers and tht coming from a guy who isn't in the best of shape and got plety of loads from hot, average, and not so hot guys.

Part 2 When I could finally take my eyes off my unconscious best friend, I looked around my new environment. I seemed to be in what looked to me like a huge dungeon. The floor was cement and the walls were all stone and brick. Several bare bulbs hung around the room, providing a harsh illumination. All around the room were what looked like torture devices. I recognized a rack from history class, but the other items looked foreign to me, except for the wall that had all kinds of whips and paddles hanging on it. It made my blood run cold. On one side of the room I could see a cage. Inside that cage was what was obviously a man. He was on his hands and knees with his head sticking out a hole in the front. But you couldn't see his face because it was covered by a leather hood with a large black funnel attached to the top of the cage, and a tube leading to his mouth. I could also see another tube that came out of his dick and disappeared into his ass. I didn't need to be told the reason why. The final thing I took notice of was a row of barred cells directly opposite of me. There were 6 of them. I could see men in four of them. All of them were asleep on mats on the floor. The first two men I couldn't make out too well. The third man was a muscular guy with a shaved head. The fourth guy appeared to be very skinny. I didn't look to long as I heard men approaching. "What are we doing with #36?" I heard a voice ask. "This ones going to my clients in New York City." Another voice replied. "They haven't bought used property in a while. They made the best offer." Then I saw four men enter through a door. I recognized Earl as one of them. The other 3 were all rough looking men, older with big bellies. "Ahh #40, I see you're awake." Said one of the men, grabbing my balls and squeezing them, causing me to wince in pain. "Good, cause I didn't want to administer your first dose just yet. But wouldn't want you to miss your friends initiation, so you can ponder when it will be your turn." I broke out in a sweat at those words knowing it couldn't be good. I watched as one of the other men unlocked the cell with the skinny guy and hoisted him over his shoulders. As he was carried out I could see his back and ass covered in all kinds of bruises, welts and other marks. The man who had grabbed my balls just laughed as he saw the shocked look in my eyes. "Don't worry #40, you'll look like that some day soon. Maybe you'll meet his same ultimate fate. Or maybe something worse." I screamed and struggeled in my bonds, to no avail. The man just laughed again as he dropped his pants revealing a large, gnarly veined cock that was quickly rising to attention. Earl dropped his pants too revealing an even larger cock while the first man held up a needle, checking its contents. He then tied a band around Billy's arm as Earl hocked some spit on his cock. "Here we go!" said the man as he stuck the needle into Billy, "let the fun begin!" With that he ripped the band off Billy. Billy's eyes flew open as he gasped then coughed a few times. That was the moment Earl was waiting for as he forcefully rammed his snot and spit covered cock straight into Billy's unprotected asshole. "AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH" Oh my god! I had never heard a scream like that before. Earl just held onto Billy's hips and he rammed him over and over as hard as he could. Billy just screamed and screamed as tears flowed down his cheeks, unable to defend himself as he was savagely raped. The first man approached Billy's head, placing his hands on top and plunging his hard cock into the stretched open mouth. Billy retched and gagged, vomiting as he chocked on the cock plowing his throat. I puked myself as I watched my best friend get brutally violated right in front of me, the vomit squirting past my gag and down my naked body. "Oh Billy, Billy, Billy," I said to myself as tears flowed down my cheeks. "I 'm so sorry." knowing I would eventually endure the same thing. I just hung my head and cried as I listened to Billy's weakening screams and the men yelling as they pumped their cum into my best friend. I really have no idea how many men fucked Billy that first time. I was numb, physically and emotionally. I think it was about 10 or 11, and I think most of them fucked Billy twice. I do remember he got another shot at some point, and I remember bright pink cum running down his legs. After a while Billy's screams turned to moans, then simply to grunts as his asshole was turned into hamburger. Raw, bloody hamburger. And I shook wondering when my turn would be.

Just like my Paw use to say- Hairy Butts Drive me Nuts!

PART 4 .... Guess who just left my apt? I am sitting here with a butt-plug fully in place. Keeping Mauro's load sealed in my ass. No dripping or leakage this time, I'm going to let my ass marinate in his cum all damn night. I can barely see clear, so typing this out is taking a very long time.... I had communicated with Mauro twice since our last meeting, telling him to NOT drop by any more. No visits, no texts, no calls, no anything. After the last couple visits, I wanted nothing to do with him or his friends again. Getting too damn trashed to function wasn't going to work out really well. After work I went to the gym and then had dinner with a friend, managed to finally get home just after 8:30pm. Very very busy at work all week and am now very very tired. Going to walk and feed the dog then go to bed ... I park my truck around the corner from my bldg, get my backpack out then head to my apt. I turn down the walkway alongside the bldg off the alley and see Mauro sitting on my back-doorstep. Damn it. My neighbors are all on their front lawn right outside my door. I quietly tell Mauro to go home, I have nothing for him. He pulls out a small bag of T, maybe a half a teen, hands it to me and says that he's sorry for all the bullshit and for getting me so fucked-up with spiked T. He says that I can keep the bag, it's free, and he wants to fix any problems I have with him. I let him in the apt as my dog is having a nervous breakdown now that she has heard me, she really needs to walk. I get her ready and tell Mauro I need to go. He follows me out and heads off. When I return about 20 minutes later, he's back on the doorstep. What the hell? He shows me his pipe and torch, again in front of the neighbors and their kids. Damn it!! I let him back in and tell him that he's screwing up again. He hands me the pipe and torch, says I should try some of the T and make sure its okay. He doesn't want to leave unless I like it. I tell him to go sit down while I take care of my dog .. I'm hoping he will just leave if I ignore him. He stays seated, waiting for me to finish. Damn. Okay, I give up. I pick-up the pipe and torch, light-up and do one hit. I am still dealing with the week long crash from our last encounter. The 1st hit really effects me fast ... I actually seem able to calm down for the 1st time in a week. damn........ he always has good Tina. He sits there, sprawled back on a chair, rubbing his crotch. I do another two hits, let them fill my head, let everything fade out. I drop to the floor on my knees. He asks if its good. Hell yes!!! Very strong, no weird side-effects crap. He says that I can keep the torch and pipe too. Says take another. I do two more deep pulls... best I've felt for too long. He pulls off his shorts, leaving on his boxers .... the boxers are ripped on the seam between his legs. He pulls his dick thru the rip, fully hard with that damn 1.5" of foreskin hanging off the end. Already looks like it's full of pre0cum. He says to stand-up and take my clothes off. I do it .. I very slowly strip naked, still holding the pipe .. he says turn around .. I slowly do it ... he says bend-over and show him my ass ... (I know I need to stop!!!) ... I turn my back to him, bend over and spread my ass ... he says back-up ... I get close to him, between his spread legs .. he teases my hole with one of his fingers, slow circles, tugging the hairs around my hole. He tells me to take another hit then grabs my waist pulling me closer. He starts licking my ass. .. his tongue takes several long rides from the back of mt ballsack to the top of my ass-crack... stops his tongue a couple of times along the way to tease my now very horny and wet hole .. I push back trying to get his tongue into me .. he begins to finger my hole again, working one finger in to the base .. asking if I want more ... pulls out his finger then works his tongue in deep , soaking my ass, sucking on my hole, chewing my ass-lips. I'm lost in this, giving all the access I can. He has me straddle the chair, his tongue buried in me, he pushes me down to suck on his hard uncut meat .. I'm fukn choking on his dick, taking every inch I can down my throat. He bucks and shoves his dick up deeper down my throat, pushing my head down with one hand, holding my ass in place with the other. He still has his mouth on my asshole, sucking, drilling and chewing my hole raw. He pushes me up, grabs my hips, pulls me down on his cock .. he's fully buried in me in one motion, grinding his dick deeper into me. My hole is torn-up, from his chewing on my ass-lips and now getting ground-up by his trimmed pube-hair. I'm flying from the T and his feasting on my ass .... now full impaled on his dick, feeling the full length of his cock, every inch, every vein, every throb of his meat in me. Fucking flying!!!! Fucks me for over an hour, every position available, I end up on my back on the coffee-table, holding my legs back while he's standing over me pounding faster into my ass. He finally slams in hard, deep, fast. He groans very loud as he starts pumping is load into me. I know the neighbors heard him call me a fucking cum whore. He pumps what seems like a gallon of cum into me, then stays inside when he's done, dripping sweat, soaked ... asks where my toys are at .. I keep my ass clenched on his meat as he pulls out, I want his meat in me. I get every drop out of him. I very slowly get up and find the toy box. He picks out my 18"X3" double and gets me back on the coffee-table. He says to pull my legs back, spits on one end of the double then jams the toy in, deep fucks me with it, drives his load in deep, I take all but the last couple inches. He says that's fucking hot, he's tearing my ass up ... asks if I wanted it .. hell yeah!!! After maybe 15-20 minutes of feeling the double riding my guts, he pulls it out, grabs a 3.5" wide plug and shoves it in .... OH FUCK!!! Says to keep it in all night ....I need to save his load.... he hopes I like the T .. He says he'll be back to fuck-up my ass again. He grabbed his stuff and left. I stayed down, hanging off the table. I stayed there for another half-hour, trying to calm down.... severely trashed ... feeling damn good. I still have the T, the pipe, and his torch ... Breathe ...............trying to slow down, to calm down ............. damn ............. very very good T .. very strong ... no wipe out or disconnect so probably not spiked .. I am guessing ... Moved from the coffee-table to outside on the doorstep again ... naked with the butt-plug in place .. no dripping .. no leakage ... fucked and eaten so damn good!! My ass is feeling very sore and damn good ... still high ... still uncalm ... Getting fuk'd-up was probably not a good idea to do tonight ... I have meetings most all today ... no slips allowed ... mgmt is not fun to deal with on a normal day. So need a long break from this party crap... but also so need to get fuk'd over and over and over ...... A hard dick filling my ass is my main goal ... the cum/load is a massive welcome extra and major turn-on ... hot raw dick juice/cum/seed filling my hole ...... but the feel and sensations and surrender to raw hard cock in my ass will never be topped ... fucked senseless ... all damn good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.

My bareback fantasy is getting caught by my dad in the middle of an orgy where I am the bottom to many guys.

Part 3 Little did I know, he planned on putting his new possession to good use. * * * Several minutes passed, both of us basking in the pleasure of our own post-fucking fog. I was enjoying the feel of his weight on top of me, the feel of his cock still filling my hole, but slowly losing its hardness and girth. As his hardon subsided, I could feel the cum he had just deposited in my hole make his cock slippery and hasten its withdrawal from my ass. When finally the head slipped from my cum-filled ass, he lifted himself off of me, so I immediately turned around and went down on his softening cock. I could taste his cum and the metallic taste of blood – no question, he had torn my hole. The taste of his cock, seasoned with our co-mingling fluids, was intoxicating, and naturally I drank it in. But soon enough I had completely cleaned his cock and I began to prepare myself mentally for the inevitable signal from him that we were done and it was time for me to go. But as I started to pull myself up, I heard him say, “Come here boy” as he patted the space on the mattress next to him. I scrambled up next to him and he pulled me close. “I’m not done with you yet, boy,” he growled in my ear, “I have plans for that hole of yours. It belongs to me tonight.” I’m sure the pride and pleasure that I felt at his words showed clearly on my face as I nodded my agreement. As I nestled in next to him, he reached for his bag and a cup sitting on a stand next to the bed. From his bag he pulled a small bottle and unscrewed the top – it was one of those eye-dropper tops, and he quickly filled the dropper with a squeeze and measured several drops into the cup. He topped this off with a couple of splashes from a bottle of Gatorade that was also sitting on the stand, and then handed it to me. “Drink,” was all he said. I took the cup and gulped the contents down. As we waited for the cocktail to take effect, we once again shared his pipe and he coached me through repeated deep draws alternated with shotgunned hits of his smoke. Needless to say, in about half an hour, I was once again high as a fucking kite. “I think you’re ready boy,” he said at some point and he stood up and assisted me to my feet. He wrapped his towel around his waist and assisted me with mine. He then grabbed a second bag from the foot of his bed and put his room key in a small side pocket of the bad. He took my key from me and put it in the same pocket, “I’ll hold on to this for you boy, you’re not going anywhere for awhile.” I just nodded. He grinned at me, put his hand on my shoulder and said, “This is gonna be fun!” And with that he opened the door and guided me into the hallway. He directed me toward the public play area and negotiated our way through the maze like corridors and the bodies of men in various states of sexual congress to one of the public slings. He stripped my towel from my waist and ordered “Get in.” In my chemically-altered state, I needed his assistance to position myself in the sling. He helped me get my feet through the loops of the stirrups and to position my ass at the edge of the sling – with legs spread and ass placed, I was in the perfect position to get fucked. But Daddy wasn’t done. As I rested my head on the back of the sling and closed my eyes temporarily to enjoy the high I was feeling, he began going through his bag and I heard the distinct clinking sound of cuff. Before I knew it, he had secured one wrist through a set of cuffs and clicked the cuffs to one of the chains of the sling. Quickly and expertly his did the same to my other wrists. Then, making sure to use his body to obscure what he was doing from any onlookers, I felt him push something small and hard into my ass and then a quick cool tingling sensation – I know at once he had injected my hole with another booty bump. The angle of the sling caused the tina laced fluid to flow deeper into my bowels, and I began to feel the effects almost immediately. I needed to get fucked!

I used to have a HOT fuck buddy who was a major sub who I'll call Pedro. Pedro would always call me SIR and liked it when I treated like a bitch, like he was less of a man and of course he treated me like I was a sex God. He even wrote out a series of prayers that he asked if he could say at night before bed to me. I told him that he was a worthless fuckhole and I wouldn't listen to any stupid shit he wrote. I frequently fucked him and would tell him that his hole was BARELY better then my hand and I would only fuck his hole when I couldn't find any BETTER hole to fuck. In reality, Pedro's hole was amazing. He Latino, was 5' 7", 190 pounds, 35 years old with a nice furry goatee just like daddy likes them! He was so fun to throw around in bed and pretend that I hated his fuck hole, that he was a bad lay and that his ass was not worth a jar of change. Anyway, Pedro met a guy named Zack and they ended up dating. Zack would occasionally lend me Pedro's hole so I could still breed him, but I didn't like that I had to go through Zack to get to Pedro. That hole belonged to me and Pedro and I knew it, so I devised a plan to get Pedro back. Unfortunately Pedro would never come play with me if Zach didn't let him or if Zach didn't know hadn't expressly agreed to as much, so I texted Pedro one morning. The exchange was as follows: "Hey boy, hows that useless sloppy fuckhole doing?" "Horny SIR... Zack doesnt use me very often anymore..." "Sorry to hear that boy... if you were my boy it'd be different.... I'd lend your ass out all the time and in the off time i'd be breeding that fuckhole full of other guy's cum" "That makes me happy SIR..." "Well, are you doing anything today? would you like to come hang out and watch tv with me?" "Yes SIR... but no sex... remember I can't play without Zack..." "Thats okay I already bred a few boys this morning" "okay SIR" So Pedro arrived looking sex as hell, and I told him to sit on the couch and get him a glass of water. I went into my bedroom and set up a hidden camera pointing at the bed, taking out my handcuffs and placed them under the bed where they could not be seen. Then I set my plan into motion. I called Pedro into my room and asked if he wanted to lay down and cuddle, to which he said Yes. When I started spooning him, I reached under and grabbed the handcuffs, already unlocked and ready to trap him. Once he was relaxed and not paying attention, I attached the handcuffs after putting pressure on his body. He looked up at me asking "SIR, what are you doing?" "I know you need a good breeding and that's exactly what I'm gonna give you." "No SIR, I can't. Maybe I can just suck it? Zack will know if you breed me." "Whether or not Zack finds out will be determined by whether or not you can keep your whore mouth shut, boy." I knew he wanted my cum in him. It just took a little convincing! I started by having him slobber all over my fuck stick, intending all the time to re-instate my dominance over Pedro - notwithstanding his relationship with Zach. As he was sucked my cock I got my poppers out and shoved them under his nose and made him sniff for a long time. Being in handcuffs, he knew he had to be a good boy or that I would rape him real good - no lube, and that I wouldn't stop. So he complied and sucked cock like a pro and got nice and uninhibited on poppers. Now the fun part began. I lubed-up his hot HAIRY ass and thought about how I was gonna love seeding Pedro's hole, showing him to whom he REALLY belonged. This got me ROCK HARD. I slid into that sweet cum dump's ass and was in pure ecstasy. I pounded away at his ass doggy style, stretching out his ass that hadn't been used by his partner several weeks. He was moaning at the top of his lungs and saying "YES SIR! Fuck my hole! Is it any good?" "Nope. It's barely better then my hand SLUT!" I keep laying into his sweet ass until I was ready to breed him, showing him who really owned his ass. "FUCK yeah boy I'm gonna use that FUCKHOLE. Make it nice and WET and make you limp back to your BORING HUSBAND." "YES SIR! Fill me UP! I need it BAD!" "HERE IT COMES, BOY!" For what seemed days, I shot cum up his hairy fuck hole, filled him up and left his ass WET with cum dripping out of it. Then once I was done, I undid the handcuffs and told him I had something to show him. I went over to my webcam and pulled the shirt I had over it, hiding it from his view. "See this boy? Its my webcam, and it recorded me fucking and BREEDING that sweet fuckhole of yours." "SIR, why do you torture me like this? You made me cheat." "You know you wanted it boy. You love it when I breed your hairy cunt. ADMIT IT!" "Yes SIR. You know I do." "Well, if you want this to remain a secret between you and me and for me NOT to show your partner that you've been an unfaithful slut, then you will be my FUCK HOLE whenever I want it. You will sneak around on Zack and I will be the one who OWNS that hole. "YES SIR" MORAL OF THE STORY/ENDING - What I didnt mention in the story is that Zack always wanted to breed my ass and always asked me and never told my fuck buddy. They both wantied to be unfaithful to each other and ultimately happened is Zack found out about what Pedro and I had done, he got mad for a few hours. The tension was resolved when Zach announced that if Pedro was happy with servicing me, his new master, then he, Zach, didn't mind it if I used Pedro's fuckhole whenever I wanted it. After that I would regularly breed his Pedro's sweet ass, and then I generally texted Zach, saying I just deposited a big nut inside Pedro's hole, and that he, Zach, should look forward to fucking a sloppy cumhole that night. And everyone lived HAPPILY ever after. PS: This is another true story

A bit about me: I started having gay sex at 19. I had a bad experience with anal the first time so for a few years I stuck to giving blowjobs and swallowing as much cum as I could get. I love swallowing. I'm such a cum dumpster that way. Love it. I'm a total bottom...I can't even get hard if I'm not at least sucking a dick. Now I only get fully hard with a dick in my ass. Anyway, over time I found I preferred older men. Specifically, older black men if I had my way. I had moved from my liberal yet conservative southern city to New Jersey by now and had gotten the itch to try anal again. At 22, I met an older gentleman through yahoo chat and he was so gentle and dominant and fucked me so well that second yet...first time if that makes sense. I had debated on condoms...he was willing but in the heat of the moment, he just stuck it in after lubing. He did pull out, but i was hooked on bare. I spent the next few years of school, fucking many older men bareback and swallowing cum. Soon, school was over and I found a job at the old city i lived in. I moved south. I found that men here didn't approve of barebacking. I spent time getting ridiculed and lectured online. Finally, I met a regular bud that didn't want bare but I sorta pushed it and once he got in me, that's all it took. After swallowing his cum, we chatted and he mentioned that there was a bookstore with glory holes in town that was pretty much bareback only, but that I should stay away. Yeah, what do you think I did? I only cum when getting fucked usually and I hadn't cum. I needed MORE. Soon as he left, I got dressed and hopped in my car and put my 5 bucks in for entrance. I scoped it out. Mostly the trolling types but a few nice guys. I'm indiscriminate as long as the dick is hard. I go in a back booth. I rub my finger through the hole and in comes a cock. A black cock. I immediately get hard and drop my pants to jerk while i suck his cock like a cumstarved slut. He's steel hard and tasted wonderful, but he pulls back after a few minutes to my disappointment. He drops down and whispers "let me fuck you." I'm so cockdrunk I manage to shake my head yes but never verbally answer. I stand and turn putting my asshole to the gloryhole. I'm already beyond lubed and I feel his 8-9inch cock slide in and push as deep as he can. I push back hard and he fucks me solidly for 10 minutes. Its amazing...my cock is dripping precum. Suddenly he pulls out. Disappointed, I turn around to see if he's still there. He's looking right at me and says "lets get a booth." I manage a "yes" this time and pull my pants up. We move into a non-gloryholed booth next door. As soon as he locks the door behind us, I drop and take out his dick and proceed to suck my ass juice from it to get it back to ebony steel. after a few minutes, he pulls me up and whispers he's "gonna pound your little white ass" and bends me over the chair and pushes back in fully in one thrust. He fucks me deep and hard...hitting my prostate and second sphincter repeatedly. I'm totally dick drunk at this point and he keeps saying how tight my boy ass is and how i need to love his cock. Finally, i feel him tensing. He's fucking very fast and short strokes. I know what's coming. I turn and tell him I want to swallow it. He just ignores me and looks me in the eyes over my shoulder. He reaches up and grabs my shoulders and pulls me back on his dick. It feels too good and I can feel his cock start jerking in my second sphincter. I'm both scared and totally turned on...he finishes cumming and pulls back. He whispers thanks then zips and leaves me there. I stand back up straight and lock the door again. I touch my own cock. Its ready to explode. I reach back to my ass that's soaking wet. I bring my finger back and a small drop of cum is on it. I lick it up from my finger. MMMM. I put my boxers and pants on. I want to keep his load in me. From that night, I took a "what the hell" attitude when it came to cock and cum. I finally went the whole way to being a cumdumpster.

THIS IS A TRUE STORY: I posted an ad on craigslist looking for a sweet ass to breed (cuz its alot easier then trolling around on other sites trying to find a guy into bareback) and one guy answered... He gave me a LONG reply but the just of it was that he had never had a cock inside him bare and he knew that he had a dirty side and he wanted me to help bring it out of him. Of course, I knew it was my OBLIGATION as bareback top to bring another cum hungry bottom to the dark side He told me that in the future he wants to try being sling fucked, try ass to mouth, being bred, felching, snowballing, group sex, etc etc. So I knew that this wouldnt be one of those guy's that says he wants to try it and backs out at the last minute. This guy was STARVED and READY for a load up his ass and I was gonna give it to him. We set a time for today, and I told him to wear something sexy and that I was going to take pictures because i wanted his first time to be special. So he got there, arrived with a mohawk: Full hair in a line on top, with the sides trimmed, not shaved. Just how I like it! He was wearing a shirt with these jeans that he cut to be SHORT almost ready to hug his ass. Oh yeah.... this guy was ready to be dicked down. I walked him to my room, he seemed somewhat nervous so i started taking off his clothes. I was pleased to find under his shorts he had a nasty pig jockstrap. I knew that we were gonna have a great time right then. He had a beefy hairy body. Very nice furry soft ass, easily plowable (more cushion for the pushin' right?) I took some hot pics of his sweet ass and of him doggystyle in his jockstrap and then got on top of the bed so I can get to work. I bent him over and started to rim his sweet hole. He had freshly showered but the hot weather gave his ass a nice sweaty hole flavor that was fucking DELICIOUS. I could taste the full flavor of his hot hole and couldnt wait to fill it with my fucking jizz. After eaten his sweet hole he started poppering up while i slid some gun oil over my cock. I pointed my dick straight at his hole and slid it right in. He was plowed 3 times the previous day so his ass let me in so easy. He started to moan... "Oh fuck.... is your dick really raw? Inside of me? oh FUCK.." "Yeah boy," i said. "I got my big FAT raw cock in that fucking hole... and i'm not pulling out til you've had the full experience.... Im gonna fill that fuckhole up and send you home full of my babies" I kept on pounding his ass while he screamed how amazing I was. This boy was so fucking APPRECIATIVE. He thanked me over and told me what a stud I was. Not that I needed it, but this boy was wonderful for my self confidence level. I told him like a good boy to beg for my nut in his fucking hole and he did... "Give it to me! OHHHHH I want it soooooo bad! Please give it to me! I need it! PLEASE" I started really piston fucking this hot fucking cumslut. He really needed it badly. he needed my cum inside him to feel complete. I was gonna show him ALL he was missing out on. So with one final barrage of ass pounding thrusts I let loose a FLOOD of cum into his gut. "OH fuck! Yes! I can feel it! OH MAN I can feel it INSIDE OF ME. Oh yes man I can feel your fucking babies filling me up! I can feel your cum!" After fucking the cum further and further inside him I decided to cross off another thing off his list... Ass to mouth. So I layed down and pulled his head to my dick. Obediently he slobbered up ever bit of cum off of my cock and tasted a combination of his sweet hole, gun oil, and my jizz that leaked out of his ass onto my cock. After he had enough of tasting my cock flavored with his ass juices I held him and talked to him about how he felt. "What did u think man?" "Oh my... that was... the most... INCREDIBLE... sex i've ever had" "Yeah man, fucking bare is WAY better" "HELL yes... and when u came inside me... I felt EVERY pulse... I never feel that with a condom... And it just felt so RIGHT... it felt SOOOO much better" We laid there, basking in the ambiance of an amazing fuck. I let him cuddle up to me as his thoughts more then likely raced from all the events that just happened. He went from a condom's only fucker, to a bareback fucker... And I know that I have unleashed the monster. I knew that he in no time and with my help will be backing up to any cock just to feel their raw cock cum in his tight hole. To help him along the way i figured i'd make sure that I sealed in the cumslut in him and made sure he was sent home happy. So I told the fucker to get back down and suck my cock. He slobbered all over it until my cock was back to a nice throbbing 7inches. He bent over, hungry for another load and once again I lined up my cock with his ass. I talked dirty to him telling him about how I can feel my cum sloshing around in his sweet fucking hole. I continued to tell him about how I was gonna add another nice load to his hungry ass. But before that, i figured I'd give him a little taste. So I pulled out of his ass, this time with my dick COVERED in my own jizz, and shoved it into his mouth. He licked my cock from base to tip tasting my sweet cum and his ass juice all over my cock. I turned him around again and pummeled his ass some more, and told him to popper up. I love breeding a bottom when he is nice and freshly high on poppers cuz the high stays even after I cum and you can hear the pleasure he is feeling. So he poppers up and pound his ass until I unleash my second wad of cum inside his hot wet hole. Then here is the really sweet part... I was tired because I woke up early... I ended up falling asleep for OVER AN HOUR. Hardly do I EVER fall asleep after mid day sex.... especially with a stranger but I guess I just felt comfortable around him. I work up to him rubbing me and holding me. DAMN I figured that bitch would have bolted as soon as I loaded him up... But then I realized that we are naturally drawn to the people who are our "firsts"... That is why your first relationship, and the first person to take your virginity, you are naturally drawn to more then anything, even if they arent right for you. I realized that I have created an emotion attachment with this boy and he will always remember me as "The guy who turned him into a piggy bottom"

Another hot night in Phoenix as I drove through empty streets to Bob’s house at one in the morning. Bob’s a guy I met on BBRTS, who’s been wanting me to come by and use me. I’ve been hesitant since his profile says he only has an “average” size cock, which usually means smaller than “average,” but his pics and hot dirty emails had my attention. I followed the directions that he’s given me and they lead me into a trailer park on a mountain. Bob’s double-wide sits at the end of the street and backs up to the mountain, so it’s VERY private. I parked next to Bob’s big truck in the driveway and started to head toward the door when a small portion of the gate to the carport opened revealing Bob. He’s mid-60’s, wearing jeans, cowboy boots and suspenders. “In here.” I stepped into the dark carport and waited a minute until my eyes adjusted. In the space was a sling hanging from the steel braces of the roof and a few dim flickering candles. Bob pointed toward the sling, “Get in.” I started to take my clothes off when he stopped me by yanking my head back up by my hair. “I didn’t tell you to take off your fucking clothes, get in the fucking sling and don’t say a mutha fuckin thing.” My heart started racing as I did as I was told and climbed into the sling. Once in, Bob used leather straps to tie my hands and feet to the chains holding up the sling. He then grabbed an upside-down bucket, stood on it and took his cock out. His cock wasn’t hard yet, so I couldn’t tell how big it was. Suddenly I felt warm liquid all over my chest as Bob pissed all over me. My dick was rock hard in my pants as he soaked my crotch with his piss. “Open your mouth bitch.” I did and he took perfect aim at the back of my throat, forcing me to swallow his piss. By the time he was done pissing on me his dick had become hard. He was six inches hard with an average girth. Bob got down off the bucket and walked around to my crotch. He rubbed my hard cock underneath the soaked denim. He then took a big pocket knife from his back pocket and opened it up so I could see the candle light reflected in the large blade. He rubbed the blade over my hard cock and my crotch, and then suddenly he took the point of the blade and split the ass of my jeans open revealing my ass to the warm night air. He folded the knife back up and slipped it back in his pocket. Taking the large drop of pre-cum from the end of his cock, Bob rubbed it on my waiting asshole. He then kneeled down and started to eat my ass really deeply to the point that his tongue could have easily been a cock. His full beard and 'stache felt fantastic against my bare ass. As he ate me I got harder and harder until my precum was easily visible through my previously soaked jeans. Bob reached up and grabbed my hard cock and pointed it down to my ass, then he took the precum from my cock and rubbed it into my drenched hole. “There, now as I fuck you, you’ll lube yourself." He stood up and pointed his hard cock at my ass. “You like it rough bitch?” “Yes Sir.” With that answer he plunged his cock into my ass in one stroke and started to fuck me really hard. Since my ass was surprised by the dick, it stayed pretty tight as he pummeled it. He fucked me full force for about ten minutes until he grunted loudly and came in my hole. “Damn, that’s tight.” He stood there for a minute letting his cock go soft in my hole. He shuddered a bit when the sensitive tip finally fell out. He walked around to where my head was and pulled a lever that let me drop a little until my face was even with his crotch. “Clean me off bitch.” I licked all the cum off his cock and balls. He must have been fucking me harder than I thought, because a lot of it was white and foamy. Once he thought I had cleaned him sufficiently he zipped up, walked over to a bench, came back over and put a ball gag in my mouth. “I’m gonna go over to the bar 'til closing and see some friends. I’ll fuck you again when I get back.” And with that he left me hanging there in his carport. I must have fallen asleep in the sling, because I was woken up by Bob’s truck pulling into the driveway. From the sounds of it there was more than just Bob’s truck pulling up. I could hear voices whispering outside and finally the gate opened. Behind Bob followed four other men, all in their fifties and up. They all said things like “Fuck yeah” or “Nice” when they saw my bare ass hanging in the sling. The tallest one asked, “We can fuck him bare?” “I put a load in him before I left.” That was all the foreplay the tall one needed. He unzipped, pulled out a big cock, rubbed his spit on my hole and rammed his cock in me. It’s a good thing I still had the gag in my mouth or the neighbors would have called the cops on my screaming. It only took a few minutes for the tall guy to cum. Once he did, another man got into position and started to fuck me while the tall guy pissed all over me, re-soaking my clothes. When he was done he told the guy who was fucking me to hurry up 'cause he had to get up early for work in the morning. The guy, not wanting to miss his ride, started fucking me even harder and faster until he nutted in my hole. He came over to my side and ripped my t-shirt open so he could use it to wipe the cum off his cock and balls. “Thanks Bob,” he said as he walked out the gate. The two other guys ripped and cut the rest of my clothes off my body until I was laying there in just my socks and my Doc Marten’s. “That’s better.” One took the gag out of my mouth and replaced it with his cock while the other one pissed all over my ass and crotch, finishing his piss in my ass. He fucked my slowly until his friend was hard in my mouth and then they both fucked my mouth and ass hard. Luckily the guy in my mouth was thicker rather than longer or he would have been in danger of tripping my gag reflex. The one in my ass was fucking harder and harder and once I have his cock a little squeeze with my sphincter he couldn’t help but blow his wad in my hole. After he came they switched while the thick-cocked guy rammed me. I could feel all the piss and cum moving in my ass as he fucked my harder and hard. Finally, he slid-in, balls-deep, and came in my hole. While I was continuing to clean off his friend, Bob took the thick one in his mouth and sucked it clean. After that the two men left and Bob pulled out his hard cock and fucked me one more time. When he was done he reached in my ass, pulled out some cum and jacked my cock off until I sprayed all over my chest and face. He then untied me and gave me a pair of boxers to wear home. “Good boy. I’ll expect you here at nine next Friday night.” “Yes Sir.”