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Not long home from the latest BBO (Bad Boys Orgie) in Melb (Aust) The host does a fantastic job of organising these parties at private accommodation. Everyone arrives, has an introductory brief, then it's get naked and have fun. Within 2 mins of being naked I had a guy I'd met a few times at previous parties balls deep in my hole and after 5 mins dumping his first load into my hole. Managed to take 3 more guys one after the other whilst on a bed on all 4's, each patiently waiting their turn, the 2nd guy was a bit bigger than I'd anticipated and took my breath away, but I pushed though the pain and got to enjoy being pounded and having several guys get closer to watch his fat raw cock slamming my freshly bred hole. Spent the rest of the 2hrs that the party went for going from cock to cock sucking and getting fucked, occasionally sliding my cock into a hot hole. Not sure how many cocks I took but managed 4 loads that I know of, one of a hot looking hairy Arab looking guy, Loved getting his seed in me, such a handsome man. At last call ("OK men, 10 mins to closing, blow your loads and breed holes" announced by the host) a cute young guy grabbed my cock, so of course I had to oblige. fucked him for a bit, but was so exhausted, I needed to jerk off to cum, but made sure I shoved my cock back into his hole to give him my load. All in all a great night of fucking with horny guys who are all total pigs. Loved it.

I was at work and horny as fuck. An older guy contacted me, inviting me to come over to his place so he could fill me up. Fortunately he lived fairly close to my employer, so I obliged. As I was traveling to his place, he reached out to me, saying he was with another top, and asking it I was okay to play with the two of them. Cool by me. "Is he hung?" "Yeah." "Okay. I'm on my way." Once I got there the other top had a probably underage twink blowing him hard and the guy I had talked to was just watching. I came over, started blowing him and was soon ushered into his bedroom for more privacy. I choked on his big dick for a while and sat on it. There is nothing like one's ass being filled by a big dick was gonna breed one's ass. We even shot a little video I'm attaching to this post (edit: can't attach videos, uploading screenshots). We fucked hard for a while and after a bit, the other top came into the bedroom, jerking himself as he watched us fucking. Before long, however, I was soon being force fed a dick down my throat as the other top continued to pound my ass. Both men came at the same time. We talked for a bit and then I left. I decided to Grindr-walk for a bit around town and ran into another Venezuelan seated on a public bench. My ass had milked this guy on at least one occasion before. I should add he happened to have one of the biggest dicks I've ever had the pleasure of having inside my ass. We chatted a bit and then he invited me to join him at his apartment. Of course I agreed. No sooner had he pulled out his cock than I thought 'Fuck, this dude is huge. Thank God my guts were just lubed up with the earlier guy's cum', but as it turned out the guy took pleasure in sucking the cum out of my ass and pushing it back in. Once I had him inside I just felt something was pushing on my prostate hard and I started oozing out cum. He kept on fucking me, leaving my hole a messy cunt until he dumped his load deep in me. That was last night. Both loads are still swirling inside my ass. I've attached a pic of the big second dick I had the pleasure of jumping on last night.

The idea of bareback sex has always been hot to me (why wouldn't it have been??), but I always had anxiety about the risks. Since going on PrEP in August this year, I've come to realise that addiction to BB is genuine. This past weekend I was in Manchester for New Year and spent a good portion of my time at Basement. Anyone familiar with the sauna scene in the UK will know the Basement well, I imagine. The main event was after midnight on NYE, and the place was packed, all shapes and sizes of men and cocks. As I walked in, I was chatting to a gorgeous guy in front of me in the queue so, naturally, we fucked around as soon as we got in, fucking each other, with him shooting inside of me. We decided it might be fun to set me up in the sling room and the instant I lay down, about a dozen guys made their way into the room, each taking his turn on my arse, several of them releasing their loads inside of me as I lay back and and sniffed poppers, encouraging them to cum inside of me, (not that they truly needed any encouragement). The gorgeous guy would occasionally fuck me in between the strangers. That feeling of being used was nothing less than euphoric. I suppose the point of my anecdote is that I'm back in my home city and am already craving the sling. I'm tempted to take another visit next weekend and just lay there all afternoon until my arse is leaking the loads of a dozen or more men. In the past I read bareback sex was addictive, and I remember dismissing such claims as an obvious exaggeration. Today, however, I'd say I'm definitely feeling withdrawal symptoms. Anybody else remember the start of his addiction to bareback sex. Oh, and by the way, anyone in the Manchester area should hit me up. I'm there frequently.

Been on vacation for a week and half in Cozumel. Vacations are usually more miss than hit, but love the beach and sun. Anyway - at the adults only resort, there was a very hot guy on Grindr with his GF. Kinda shocked, he was awfully hot - Tight hard body. We chatted and and at one point I was sitting just a chair away from him and the GF. We met in the gym one day- chatted about it on Grindr. Lol. Then one night I was on the beach and he could meet, GF was sleeping. We met and chatted and had a drink but the walked down the beach - it was dark and there were lawn chairs. He was asking about my dick earlier so I said let’s walk down and you find out. He was saying he liked it as he stroked it. He seemed scared about people seeing but it was completely secluded. He was sucking and I was telling him I wanted to fuck. His ass was squirming up as he was slurping my cock when I said that. I brought lube of course- I said “let’s fuck, I want that hard ass”. He was a bottom so he liked it. He asked for a condom, said I was on prep and I would pull out. I then ate his perky ass and entered him raw. He was moaning, not being too loud but he liked it. His cock was so hard and wet, he loved my raw cock. He stopped about twice to inquire about onlookers but I assured it was clear. A few minutes later I told him I was ready for cum. I said I would love if he took my load. A few moments of hesitation later, he said to give it to him. I obliged. He squirted as soon as he agreed to taking my load. I creamed his hole moments later. I’m leaving tomorrow and just jacked off again thinking of it. He tried to meet up again before he left but couldn’t get away from the lady. So fucking hot. Love married ass as much as I love married loads.

TWENTY YEARS AGO Ever see pictures of yourself as a 20-something, and thought "I can't believe I was ever that young?"? I do that but I also add a "You knew NOTHING back then." as well. I really did not have a single clue when was I was 23. I'd just graduated and moved to a big city. I was gay and had my first sexual encounter with a man two months ago. He was in my technical writing class. We shyly met up for beers a few times before either of us made a move. It was safe sex all the way and not that big of a thrill. I figured we were boyfriends at that point, but we weren't. Not in his mind, anyway. I thought he was a jerk, but he was just being honest. I'd grown up my whole life thinking that gay couples followed the same path to marriage that straight people did. I'd be Joanie and find my Chachi. It would happen naturally and with no effort. It was and is confusing and painful when I got rejected. The lesson I took from the whole experience with Rico was that gay guys just fooled around and never really 'dated'. Talk about a bitter pill to swallow. I placed a single red rose on the grave of my romantic thoughts and decided to just go and have fun. I made fast friends with a girl at work. She was a chubby gal with a golden heart and a wicked sense of humor. We were always talking and laughing. I was about to confess my sexuality to her when she stopped me and said,"I know." She shrugged. "I seem to have a knack for picking gay guys." "You're the first straight person I've ever wanted to tell, Theresa." My family might not ever find out if I could help it. "I think that Brian guy in your department is gay too, but he's hiding behind Jesus." "Really? You have to teach me how to spot them." "It'll come naturally. You probably just need to go out more. I always have a blast at gay bars. You should come with me to "The Edge". My step-brother is a DJ there and I know everybody." I'd heard of the place. It was technically gay. but so hip and trendy that the young heteros had found it. "They'd never let me in there." "I'm your golden ticket, baby! We may have to go shopping first. You dress like your mom buys all your clothes. No offense." Mom actually did. "Oh. OK." "Your hair isn't so bad. The scruffy, messy look is hot now. Would you let me add a blonde streak or two?" Would I? Oh what the hell. Theresa was my fairy fagmother. "Want to come over and smoke a bowl with me after work, have a 'happy hour'?" She later arrived at my door my door with a legal pad. "What's that? Your dream journal?" "No, Funny Boy. I need to look at your wardrobe and make notes of what you need to get...which I'm guessing is a lot." She waddled straight to my bedroom and started going through my stuff. I stood there like a charity case while she looked and took notes. "Shoes is at the top of the list. You need something besides loafers and gym shoes. Boots, maybe. And some black jeans. We basically can't use anything you have. We need to hit the mall...and a few vintage stores. You need some funk, some edge." We got stoned and watched some old science fiction movie. "And my hair?.." "Oh, I'll handle that myself. I think I'm changing my mind about the blonde streak, though. We can wait until later for that. I'm going to turn you into a new Matt." That whole next week, we shopped for me. I normally just found shit in my size and bought it. Theresa made me try everything on so she could judge it. I was getting sick of her voice after a few days. We went to thrift stores and scary little consignment shops. I only had two credit cards and we killed one of them totally. I hated being so helpless when it came to fashion. I hoped that aspect of my gayness will emerge at some point. By Friday, I was so far beyond prepared that it was almost like we'd already gone out. I arrived at Theresa's apartment sometime after 8 PM. She made me come to her place because that was where she kept all the 'final touches' I'd need. I would only let her put a minimal amount of makeup on me, but let her have final say on the hair. She fussed over me and made little adjustments and then I was a finished product. I looked like a crazy convict dressed to attend a hip private school. I thought I looked ready to go trick-or-treating, but just thanked her for all her efforts. "Ready to go?" "Are you kidding? Nobody goes out this early! Let's stay here and have a few drinks...just be careful how you sit...and don't touch your face or your hair. I'll bring lip gloss with me. Settle your nerves a little, you'll sweat all my hard work away. We drank some gin and tonics and talked about everything in the world. She wanted to know if I could dance. "Not really. I dance by myself at home sometimes...but not to the kind of music you'd like." "Just don't be stiff. Move your hips a little or you'll look like a sixth-grader. If I thought you could handle it, I'd give you a little pill. We'll see. What kind of guy do you like?" "Cute, hot, casual. Sexy." "I can't guarantee there will be much 'casualness' at The Edge. Everybody there seems to love drama, but you never know. I just don't want you to get all depressed if Mr. Right isn't there tonight." "I don't believe in love. I tried to once, but I just got hurt. I'm just going out with my best friend for a few drinks." "You're not fooling me, Babe. I've tried to build a wall around my heart several times...and it crumbled over and over again." "I just want to have a good time." "OK. That's do-able. Let's go." There's no way I could describe this club that would give you the surreal impression I had when we walked in. I grabbed Theresa's hand out of panic. It was so loud and so confusing. She drug me over to a wall of mirrors and spoke into my ear. "Stay here. I'll get us a couple of drinks. Don't look so scared. Act bored if you can." I thought about the staff meetings we had at work each week -- where nothing important was ever discussed. I tried to act like I was listening to my manager talk about profits and losses or some shit. It helped me relax enough to scan the crowd. Everybody had gone through as much of a grooming ritual as I had...probably more. Perfect, pretty people. They all seemed to be having the time of their lives, throwing their heads back in laughter and kissing one another's cheeks. It seemed fake somehow. Nobody appeared to be alone. Just me....until Theresa came back with two tall drinks that were an alarming shade of blue. "I ordered vodka tonics, but I don't think he heard me right." "It's so goddamn loud in here. And I think this the same song that was playing when we walked in." "Nope. It's just not your taste. Don't hold your breath waiting for some grunge or college rock." "No kidding. Can we move somewhere quieter?" "Sorry. It only gets louder after this. They have like fifty speakers around here. I want to move us closer to the dance floor so you pick up some tips. We're going to dance eventually." It did get noisier as worked our way through the crowd. We leaned against a railing and watched the throng of dancers. I'd look like a fool out there. I saw a guy that looked so familiar. I knew him from somewhere...no...wait. He looked like somebody famous. I guess I was staring too much because he noticed. We made eye contact. I smiled too eagerly. "I see you like the cute ones," Theresa said in my ear. "You have good taste." "Doesn't he look like that one actor...the one from that movie?" "Could you be any more vague???" Maybe this electric blue drink was affecting me more than I thought. "He's a pretty good dancer. If he asks you out on the dance floor, just mirror him." "I'm not dancing tonight. One more of these drinks and I will be barely able to walk." The songs never ended...they all mixed together with no seams. How did you know when to stop? "I see some guys I know. Will you be OK here for awhile?" "Yeah. Where are the bathrooms? I need to go." "Directly behind you. I'll just be a few minutes." I carried my drink into the bathroom and put the glass on top of the urinal. I couldn't dare get piss on these pants or Theresa would kill me. I was walking out just as that guy was walking in. "Hi. Do you know who you look like?" I was so stupid. He got nervous and looked at himself in the mirror and patted down his hair with one hand. "Oh God. Who?" "Kevin Costner." He really did. A young Kevin Costner. "Oh. Wow. No way are you serious. Is it your birthday today?" "No. Why?" "You're drinking a Windex. That's what people who are celebrating or want to get really drunk have." "My friend got it for me. I think it was a mistake." "Theresa? I doubt it was a mistake." He had a beautiful smile and nice skin. "I know who she is, but we don't know each other." We left the men's room and emerged back into the crowd. I knew the song that was playing. It was that one about boys who like girls who like girls who like -- . Decent tune. He urged me out onto the dance floor. Oh God. I left my drink somewhere. I guess I'd had enough of it to not stress out about my dance abilities. It was natural and fun. At some point I saw Theresa watching us. Kevin Costner put his hands on each side of my hips and pulled me a little closer. His eyes were intense. Blazing. "Don't go falling in love," I told myself. After a the song changed, I motioned for us to please leave. I was going to introduce him to Theresa, but I didn't know his actual name and he didn't know mine. "I'm Matt, by the way." "I'm Lloyd." OK. Cool. I introduced him to my girl pal, and he was thrilled to meet her. Theresa's eyes were judging and making mental notes as she smiled pleasantly. She'd give me the scoop when we were alone. "Nice to meet you, Lloyd. Are you here with anybody?" "Just my roommate. I don't know where he went." "So he's just a roommate...not a live-in lover?" Goddamn her bluntness. "Hell no! Carl and I share rent and nothing else. He's kind of a bastard, but you can meet him if you want." I almost said there was no need, but Theresa quickly agreed. "So what's his name?" "Carl. He's a jerk, but usually good at staking out one of the few tables they have here." Sure enough, there he was at an empty table. Something about him was so striking. Tall, dark hair and pale in an almost unhealthy way. His long bony fingers were gripping a craft beer I'd never tried. Lloyd introduced us and we all settled in a circle. I offered to get us another round and Lloyd volunteered to help me. The place was getting crowded and the music was even louder which made idle chit-chat pretty difficult. We tried to shout our drink orders at the bartender and he mostly got it right. I made sure to be extra careful that I wouldn't spill something on somebody's perfect outfit. Theresa and Carl didn't seem to have much to talk about so I was glad to be back. I got the sense she didn't like Carl because she focused on Lloyd. "Do you work or are you a student?" "Both. I'm a waiter at Mazzio's and also a student at Kinney Art Institute. I work with glass mostly." "Like glass-blowing?" She was smirking on the inside. I liked drawing and cartooning, but I went to college in order to get some kind of career and some kind of life. A degree in glassblowing didn't seem like something a motivated young man would want. Maybe his family was rich. I asked Carl what he did for a living... "I work at the same place as Lloyd, but I'm the manager. I gave college about a month before I moved on. I've done some modeling, a few movies." "Really? Like what? Have I seen you in something?" "Oh, forget it," Lloyd chimed in. "He won't give any details, which makes me think it was porn." Both Carl and Theresa gave me a quick look, curious as to what my reaction would be. "Hey...whatever pays the bills. Does anybody have a cigarette?" Nobody did. I really felt the urge for one. "I'll go buy some. Is there a machine here." Carl stood up. "Yeah. I'll show you where it is. I need one too." I followed his thin frame through the crowd. "Do you come here a lot, Carl?" "No. Almost never. Lloyd comes here all the time --looking for his soul mate." "There's no such thing. If there was, he wouldn't be here." Carl flashed me a bright smile full of perfect teeth. "He's just a kid...like you. But he's still Linus waiting for The Great Pumpkin." We found the cigarette machine and I pumped in a few bills. I didn't have matches. Shit. "You don't have a light, do you?" "No. But they have matchbooks at the little bar near the door. C'mon." Once we got there, Carl reached into a mason jar and pulled out several of them. And found a pen. He lit the smokes for us as we settled down on the two empty stools left. "Let's do a shot before we go back...give your fag hag a chance to learn all she can about Lloyd." I watched his prominent adam's apple move up and down his throat as he puffed away. "So...seriously....did you do porno movies?" He didn't even blink. "Yeah. They were trashy and from a small studio never's ever heard of. It was in San Diego. I was okay-looking and have a big dick -- and did everything." "You're still very good-looking, Carl. Why did you stop?" "I caught AIDS. Most dudes in porn have it, but I never once tried to hide it. I mean, why lie?" Dear God. Part of me wanted to think I didn't hear him correctly over the loud music. But, no. "Does Lloyd know?" "Probably he's guessed. Nobody in my family or at the restaurant knows. I don't lie if someone asks, but I also don't tell many people. Just certain cool guys...like you." "I'm so not cool, Carl. I never dress like this normally. But thanks." "We should probably get back to the table or they'll think we were doing something. Here..." He handed me two matchbooks and the pen. "What do I need these for now?" "Write your phone number on the inside and give it to Lloyd. He'll ask for it later anyway. On the other one write your number and your email ... for me." I followed his instructions and gave him his while I put the one for Lloyd in my front pocket. "I guess we should go, Carl." We got back to the table and saw the suspicious faces of Theresa and Lloyd. Curiosity mixed with a bit of anger. Luckily, Carl made it all better. "We had to look forever to find matches. What did we miss?" Theresa relaxed and announced she was going to become a dyke. "Men don't want me, but I've gotten a few glances from lesbians. Sex is sex, right?" "Yeah...and that's really all there is." She leaned over to Lloyd. "He doesn't mean that...he's trying to convince himself that love isn't possible." "I hope it is," Lloyd said, looking right into my eyes. His knee touched mine while Carl's hand was on my other knee. I thought my head would explode. Theresa stood up and asked Carl to dance with her so Lloyd and I could be alone for a little while. They left and there I was with this adorable guy who believed in love. He smiled at me. "Do you work on weekends?" "Yeah. Carl goes in before they open, but I don't have yo be there until 11 AM. What do you do?" "Advertising and printing. That's how I know Theresa." "Oh yeah...she already told me that. I'm pretty buzzed right now. I don't think she likes me too much." "She's just sexually-frustrated -- like the rest of the world." "She for sure doesn't like Carl...told me that almost right away." "Why?" "Don't know. He can be damn unlikable at times. She sure adores you, though." I wondered what her thoughts about both of these guys were. I handed him the matchbook with my number right then because I knew I'd forget about it otherwise. He beamed. "Here they come. Be sure to call me sometime, Lloyd." Theresa was sweaty while Carl looked powder-dry. "Okay. I think I've burned off enough calories to justify a trip to White Castle on the way home." So I guess the evening was coming to a close. I was getting sleepy anyway. "Have a cigarette now, Matt. You can't smoke in my car." I took out one from the pack and gave one to Carl. He lit mine first and stared right into my eyes as he did it. I stared back. Aware that I was too obviously attracted to him, I turned around and gave Lloyd a wink. He smiled. "Both my mom and dad smoke, but I never have. It looks like fun -- wish I could join you." He was so sweet. Carl's hand was on my thigh, under the table. I could be sly too...I put my hand on his as Lloyd and Theresa sat there, oblivious. "We need to go too. Carl has to wake up early and I've had too much alcohol." He hadn't. really. "Theresa and I will meet you two out front in a minute so you two can say 'good bye'." Carl drilled his dark eyes into mine. I'd watch any crappy porn movie with him in it. We had a shared secret of desire, and that was better than any feelings of love. Lloyd was cute, but he didn't have his roommate's magnetism. We stood right outside the entrance and it felt painfully awkward. He was a good guy...I could see us going to dinner or to see a movie or a walk in the park. That, of course, would probably end up being a waste of time before the year was over. I wish he wasn't so shy because I am too. If he would just be a little more aggressive. "It was so nice to meet you, Matt. Did I say that already?" Did he? I don't remember because I'd been so into Carl the whole night. I suck as a person. "It was great meeting you too, Lloyd." We kissed for about three seconds. It didn't do much for me, didn't make my heart beat faster or anything. "Call me sometime." "Oh. I will. I'll call you tomorrow. Do you have plans for the weekend?" "No. Wanna come here again?" "Not at all. Let's just chill out at my place. Carl will be out all evening. I'll cook dinner and we can watch a movie." 'Sounds good," I said just as Theresa and Carl came through the door. She looked eager to leave. Carl nodded and said good bye. There was nothing hidden in his gesture. Theresa and I walked through the parking lot. "Well, I guess tonight was a big success for you, Matt. Two guys have their eye on you." "Lloyd does, maybe. We might get together tomorrow. He even wants to cook for me." She sighed. "He is very date-able. I can totally picture the two of you together, but..." "But what?" "I got to spend time alone with each of them. That Carl guy is trouble and there's just something unwholesome about him. Lloyd is cute and polite, but kind of a dud. He's mostly boring." "Yeah. He'd make a good husband for somebody. I just didn't feel anything for him except a little affection." We got inside her car and sat for a minute. "I did, however, find Carl very intriguing." "I was afraid of that...and I think Lloyd did too when you both left us for so long. And I can see why you'd be drawn to him. He's got that bad boy, Damien thing going on. Did you do anything with him?" "No! We looked around for matches and...talked a little." "Did he give you any coke? I'm sorry, but I got a drug vibe from him. I'm no baptist or anything...I just don't want you falling for this guy." "I already told you that I'm never going to 'fall' for anybody. The last time I thought I was in love, I got hurt." We got to my apartment building. "Hurt! Pffttt. Let's compare a list of hurts sometime. You're talking to someone who was called "Bratty Fatty" all through grade school...and even worse things after that." I shut up because I knew there were degrees of pain that everyone has gone through at some point in their lives. We barely said our good nights and she left. I wasn't really drunk, but I couldn't wait to crawl in bed. I slept later than I usually do on Saturday mornings. This was the time of week when I got cleaning and shopping done, but all I wanted to do now was drink coffee and think. I got dressed and had no sooner put my shoes on when the phone rang. It was only 10 AM. "Hello?" "Matt? Hi! It's Lloyd. I didn't wake you did I?" "Uh...no. Hi. What's up?" "Not much...I'm just getting ready for work. I'm off at 5, though. Short day. Want to come over tonight?" "Sure. Want to bring anything." "Nope. I got everything here. Except cigarettes...bring some if you want to smoke." He gave me the address and I wrote it down. I went to check my computer. I'd given Carl my email address, and secretly hoped he had sent me something. Anything. He had...early, early this morning. Hello Matthew Kenneth Harkner: hee hee. I did an internet search for you and didn't find anything scandalous. Shame. But I saw your company profile and almost didn't recognize you...you looked so all-American and innocent. Just kidding. I don't mind that at all. Just makes you more fun to corrupt. Lloyd talked endlessly about you and your big date tonight. Have fun. He's a good kid, but I wish you had met me first. I think you and I excite each other more. I think you think it too. I'm sending you some jpegs of me from my studio days as well as some that are more recent. Enjoy and reply after you've seen everything. I opened the file eagerly. pic #1: just a portrait shot with the name 'Houston Briggs" superimposed over his shoulders. It was copyrighted 'Raw Nerves, Inc.' pic #2: a full nude body shot of him sporting a giant boner (I'd guess it was over nine inches long) pic #3: a video still of some anonymous mouth wide open with Houston pissing in it pic #4: another video still of him fucking some blonde guy from behind pic #5: a close-up of his soft uncut dick with a visible '+' tattoo just above the trace of pubes pic #6: a shot of his hard dick with watery cum running down the shaft Damn! I had the urgent need to look at them all over again...and again. I needed to have a cigarette in the worst way. I went to the kitchen window and smoked while I thought of all the things I wanted to say in my reply. My heart was beating fast from the coffee and the nicotine and the lust. I wanted to jerk off right away. It didn't take long to come. I wouldn't remember until much later that this was the only time I'd ever masturbated in the kitchen. OK. I had to send a response and I was much calmer now. Thanks, man! You are incredibly hot! Do you have any tapes of your movies? I'd love to watch every single one. From beginning to end. Yes, I think there is something between us, but I'm an honorable man, and Lloyd and I have plans tonight as you know. It would hurt his feelings if I said "I'm into your roommate. Bye." I'd never do that. Visit my dreams sometime. Matt I needed to call Theresa. We'd left on bad terms last night. I sometimes got too involved with my little life, that I sometimes didn't pay attention to my words. Of course she had known about pain. It takes a special kind of bad luck to be a chubby kid and grow up on a hog farm. I didn't ever see her as fat because I adored her so much, but I bet it was hard for her to navigate romance. "Hello?" "Hi, Hon. Can I buy you some lunch?" "Sure. I got up early this morning to go join a gym, but I never made it out the front door. I don't own anything to wear to one of those places." "We'll go shopping after we eat. 'The Krab Kitchen'?" "Fancy! You must feel really guilty. I shouldn't have gotten mad last night and snapped at you. Pick me up around noon." So we ate and killed a few hours at the mall with no talk of love or hidden hurts or men. It was a nice afternoon, but I was sorry when it ended because that meant I had to fill the remaining time before my date with Lloyd. I wish I was excited, walking on clouds. But I was so very earthbound. Carl wouldn't be there. I'd be barely able to breathe if I was scheduled to meet up with or even just see him. He hadn't emailed me back. Damn. I took a shower and groomed. I didn't fuss much with what to wear. I just put on what I'd wear if a relative came to visit. It was past 5 now and he was probably showering and primping too. I had almost two hours to kill so I just sat on the floor and played Nintendo. New video games had gotten way too complicated for me and so I played old stuff like "Tetris" pr "Super Mario Brothers". I'd bought a smallish bottle of rum while out with Theresa. Time for a sip or two. I left the house a bit before 7. The place wasn't that far. I almost wish it was fifty miles or more away. I didn't want to be so near all this mess. It was a small house with a tidy lawn and some ornamental trees. OK. Let's get this over with. At least I'd remembered to bring cigarettes. Lloyd met me on the front porch with a wide smile. "You are right on time! Dinner is still cooking. Want some wine?" I tried my best to look happy and relaxed. "Yeah. Sure. Whatever you're making smells really good." He brought me a glass of wine and an ashtray.Thank God. I needed a smoke in the worst way. The wine was pretty tasty. I sat on the sofa and took in the decor. It had to be all Lloyd's taste because it was basic and grandma-ish. If Carl had lived here alone, the walls would be red or black and there'd be weird shit on the walls. If I was really into this guy, I would have waited to smoke -- possibly all night. As it was, though.... "Did you have any trouble finding the house?" "Not at all. Where's Carl tonight?" "Working. He won't be home until way late. What did you think of him?" Oh, man. I had to choose my words carefully. He refilled my glass because I'd been sipping too rapidly. "He was nice. My friend Theresa didn't like him much." "But you did, right? You thought he was hot?" Oh God. "Well...he's attractive. So are you." "Relax, Matt. This happens every time he and I go out together. Every guy I meet and talk to ends up lusting after Carl. It's the pheromones he gives off or something. I should just go by myself from now on, but we've been friends since we were kids." "I came over tonight to see YOU, Lloyd. I thought we hit it off last night and I wanted to see you again." The oven dinged. "The lasagna is done. I have to let it sit for a few minutes now. Want some more wine? What kind of movies do you like?" He got up and walked to the kitchen where I couldn't see him, but we could still hear each other. "I like horror movies mostly." "Oh. Not me. I just can't handle scary stuff." This would never work. "I don't even own a single horror movie. Look over at the shelf next to the TV and see if there's something there you'd like to see." He messed around in the kitchen as I looked through his collection. He seemed to have almost everything Tom Cruise had ever been in. I wasn't a fan of that midget. I settled on 'Mommie Dearest' because, even though it was bad, it was a lot of fun to watch. Lloyd brought out plates of steaming hot lasagna and some bread sticks and set it on the coffee table in front of us. He went back to get silverware, napkins and more wine. "Oh, good choice! We love that movie." "You know...I've never seen an actual movie Joan Crawford was in. I keep meaning to," "I have. She's epic." The food was good, but I was still a little full from all the snow crab legs I had for lunch. I ate enough to be polite, but finally had to stop. "It was so good, but I guess I ate too much at lunch. I'm full." "No worries. I'll send some home with you to eat tomorrow. Carl doesn't eat much either, which is why he's so skinny." At least I still had room for more wine. "Want some help cleaning up?" "No. I'll just throw everything in the dishwasher and deal with it later." After he left the couch, I lit up a cigarette. I'd seen this movie too many times. We were at the part where Chrsitina Crawford wouldn't eat the rare steak she was served. "What the HELL??," Lloyd said loudly. "Carl just came home. He wasn't supposed to come back until after midnight...at the earliest. Fuck!" I was excited and scared. I would see the living person behind the porn pics I'd just looked at this morning. And then there he was, grimacing and limping. "Hi. Matt. Sorry to interrupt your evening. I'll just go straight to my bedroom and close the door." Lloyd looked very pissed-off. "What happened? I thought you worked until closing." "Brenda spilled some grease in the kitchen and I slipped in it. I might have broken my ankle." My little brother had broken his ankle as a kid when he fell out of our tree house. They had to do surgery even. "Lloyd and I will take you to the E.R." "Hell NO. I'm not spending Saturday night in a waiting room with a bunch of dying people. I'll see how it is in the morning. Enjoy your evening, fellows." "No. Sit down and take your shoe off." "Oh God no!," Lloyd said with a laugh,"nobody wants to smell or see those hobo feet." "Shut up, bitch. He's trying to help." He looked down at me as I knelt on the floor in front of him. He put one foot up on the ottoman and asked me to unlace his dress shoes for him. I carefully removed his left shoe and sock. There wasn't a bad smell at all, but his foot was big, sort of ugly and his nails probably should have trimmed a few weeks ago, but his ankle looked normal and not all injured. No swelling or bruising that I could see. "It doesn't see broken, Carl. Can you move it sideways of up and down?" "No. I don't want to try because it'll hurt too much." I touched parts of the ankle and asked if he felt pain. "I think you might just have a sprain...or a tiny fracture at worst." The room got quiet. "Well, thanks, Dr. Matt." I felt stupid just being on the floor so I got up and went back to where I was sitting. Lloyd refilled our glasses and asked Carl if he wanted some. "Just bring me the bottle. I've got another bottle down in the crisper drawer." The energy in the room felt weird, but we all sipped and watched the end of the movie. Then it get even more strange and quiet. Carl looked over at Lloyd. "He has a good heart. I think Matt's too nice a guy for us." Us? "I told you. He thinks you're hot, though." It felt like there was a secret that I wasn't being let in on. "Yeah...but I am not feeling good about this now. Tell him." "Matt?" "What's going on?" I felt my face get hot with embarrassment. I was somehow feeling like a fool. "We lied to you about some things...and left out information. Carl and I have been a couple for several years -- and we're both HIV+. But we're into lots of kinky stuff and love to play with strangers. Since I'm more approachable than he is and he's more attractive, I find young guys to bring home for him...and me. The clueless ones are the easiest." No way was this really happening to me. "So I looked like an idiot to you?" I was angry and scared at the same time. 'I'm a fool, now??!" "Not at all, Matt. A little naive, maybe, but you're definitely not a fool. If we thought that about you, Carl would still have a broken ankle and I'd be trying to get you in my bed...and then you'd sneak into his room." "I can't believe this shit! You two ought to be in prison!" "Probably," said Carl. "But I saw how caring you were now and how concerned. Nobody has ever been that way with me....not even that jack-off sitting next to you." Lloyd was in crisis mode. "We can all be friends and just party for a while. Or you can go home and we'll never bug you again." "I'm a little too buzzed to drive." I was taking stock of the situation. What was I going to do next? I'd let them guess and be in the dark for a minute. "You can crash on the couch. It's a great sleeping couch...and we won't come near you. We both work early tomorrow anyway. I had the power now. I could take over the narrative at this point. I hated admitting to myself that I was wildly turned on, but wanted to hide it a little longer. "Put another movie in and let's finish the wine." I lit up a cigarette and let them wonder what I was planning. I guess the fact that I didn't leave in a huff was already pretty telling. Lloyd shrugged and started scouting for something to watch. "Carl? Do you have any horror movies in your bedroom? Matt likes those." Carl scooted away and returned a few minutes later with a tape. "I found something he might like more," he said with a grin. Of course it was one of his old porn videos. "Wow, he's really pushing his luck," I thought. "Oh Lord, Carl. Not that one. It's so cheap-looking and plus the sound sucks. Get the one where you're the limo driver." "No. This is the important one. Remember?" "Oh yeah. I forgot." The opening music was a terrible electronic version of every porn theme you've ever heard. At the time, though, I'd never seen a gay porn video until right at that moment. I tried so desperately to keep cool, but waves of embarrassment washed over me. It was called something really lame like 'Firm On the Farm'. And there was Houston Briggs (Carl) wearing a cowboy hat and jeans with no shirt. He was carrying a bale of hay and he was supposed to look sweaty, but it was obviously body oil of some sort. Younger Carl was bulkier and more tan than the current version. As much as I tried to seem casual, I'm sure my eyes were open very wide. So in comes another actor who I guess was supposed to be the boss farmer. "Lex Colton. He looks so butch in this, but he was a major queen." I looked over at at Carl who had taken his other shoe and sock off and untucked his shirt. "Not a nice guy either. He would have made a great top, but he always refused. Bottoms make more money than tops." I would have guessed it to be the other way around. There was dialog, but you couldn't really make out what they were saying because the audio was so crappy. And then Houston was naked and stroking his huge boner. Lex sucked it and seemed to really enjoy it. It was sloppy in a hot sort of way. At the end of the scene, the boss got huge wads of cum sprayed on his face. Wow. "That's a fake shot. I really did cum on him, but it didn't 'read' on film. So they had him kneel there again while somebody off camera shot a squirt gun full of egg whites at his face. I wasn't even there that day." Carl made a few more comments about the scene, but I remember being profoundly disappointed that the huge blob of sperm wasn't real. Carl came over and sat on the other side of me and took control of the remote. "We need to fast-forward a little. All the dudes in it were so bad and most of them have probably O.D'd by now. OK. Watch this next scene carefully...it's one of the few times I ever bottomed. What can I say? -- rent was due." I paid careful attention. There had to be a reason he'd said it was 'important'. A really large darker-skinned man approached Houston outside of a barn. He was shirtless as well. "That's Aldo. He told me was Puerto Rican. We ended up dating a little after the movie was over." On screen,they traded blow jobs and then Aldo fucked him from behind. No condom, but lots of lubricant from somewhere. It was hot, but got monotonous after a few minutes. "This scene was short over the course of two hours because he kept losing his woody. But wait a few seconds. It was a close-up shot of Aldo's bare ass pumping vigorously into Houston. He was a vocal top and never stopped 'shit' and 'fuck'. "Right there! See how he pauses and squeezes his ass together? And then just keeps going? He'd already shot his load inside of me, but then a few minutes later, he claims he can't cum and is losing his boner. The director told him to take a break." Wow. I was having a hard time wrapping my brain around all of this. "Not many poz guys get the moment they were bugged on tape."

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

Last Saturday was my birthday. I decided that rather than spend it alone at my house with the cat (a poor conversationalist) I would depart early for the Vapors bathhouse in Louisville and hope that some generous Top(s) would offer me loads of birthday presents, and basically fuck me in two. I planned to leave late in the afternoon, so eI burned a little time during the day watching Netflix, specifically an episode of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine in which members of the station crew accidentally travel to the Mirror Universe. I only mention this because a ) it seems to have set the theme for the evening that followed, and b ) I hope maybe it will entice some of you more geeky types to fuck me - it never hurts to try. I started out heading to the local ABS, 7 minutes from my house, to buy a new bottle of poppers, because mine seemed to have lost some of its jolt. When I got there, the packed parking lot made me think: Hm! Perhaps the hour's drive to Louisville is surplus to needs... So I put on my silver servicee collar, went in, bought my poppers and entered the theater. I went directly to the gay theater, stripped down in front of a dimly lit room full of six or seven seated men, who promptly... remained seated. Until they eventually left, and were replaced by men who sat in their places and did not shift. They watched the gay porn, which was playing with muted volume while the straight porn from the next room blasted its volume loud enough for both. Eventually I noticed one guy jerking himself slowly, occasionally glancing at me, so I got up and sat by him, and whispered in his ear, "Would you like some help with that?" "No," he said, "there's an audience." I stayed 45 minutes without so much as a nod-come-hither from any of those Woody Wallflowers, and then I got dressed and left for Louisville. Think of that as my tumble down the rabbit hole into the bizarre. When I got to Vapors, I had barely got into my room and undressed when a college-age guy of probably Indian/Pakistani descent came in. It was his first time at the bathhouse (he said) and he asked about what people did and what there was to do. I explained about the facilities and the rooms, and that basically guys got it on just about anywhere, and what did he like? He topped, he said (joy) and would I like to play around (no shit) so he climbed on my bed and we got to it. Magnificent cock - just beautiful - at least 9.5" and not too thick. A superb fucking instrument. My pulse quickened a little at the thought of feeling it shafted all the way to the root into my tight ass, and I was going to reward him so-o-o-o well. But not instantly; I wanted some tongue time with it first, and he let me have it, until he finally said, "Can I fuck you?" My dear boy, how many angels can you fit on the head of a pin? That's a question you simply don't bother to ask. Yes, fuck me infinitely, world without end, Amen. He got me on hands and knees, lined me up, stuck the head in - My ass spasmed. This happens with me often on the first fuck of the day/night/session/whatever. I'll get a spasm of pain on entry, and have the Top pull out, wait five seconds until it subsides, and then I can take whatever get shoved into me all night, no problem. This time, I asked him to pull out, I waited five seconds, then told him to come back in. I felt his cockhead rub across my wet pussy, but he didn't re-enter. After a minute, he said, "I'm sorry - I already came." He came from sticking the tip in and pulling it out. I invited him to return after he recharged, but he never did. He just left his load soaked into my sheets. After that, crickets. By now it was 10pm Eastern Time on a Saturday night, and there was no one around in a city bathhouse. It was cold out, but for pity's sake... I finally got up, took a solitary steam and soak in the whirlpool, and then went upstairs to see if anyone had encamped in the TV room. I did find one guy there - I almost overlooked him, seated with his back in the shadows, jacking off slowly to the porn on the screen. I just stood in the doorway for two or three minutes while the clip finished, and then the guy got up and headed toward the door and me. Suddenly he stopped, and said, "Oh! I didn't see you there." He reached out and started touching me immediately, saying, "Is this okay?" and within a minute and a half the one-sided conversation had escalated to "Would you like to come to my room?" Why the fuck not? He was grinning like a Cheshire Cat the whole time, from the moment he saw me, and I have to admit there was something charismatically chemical - or perhaps chemically charismatic - about him. I'm mildly autistic, so other people's charisma usually just bounces off me with no effect, but this guy had me from the word "ho". We got to his room and the making out began. Normally it takes a hell of a lot to get me honestly hard, but he had me performance-hard with just a few caresses, and within five minutes, he was lying on his back on his bed with his ass tilted up for me to fuck him, and I, total bottom who had not entered another man in over a dozen years, did. After some thrusting, he climbed on top and finished me, before jacking off to a shuddering orgasm that shot clear over my shoulder with me still inside him. Then we did it all over again. After I took my leave, I went back, cleaned off, and resumed my station. I did take one load from a rather modestly-dicked man, and then I looked over my shoulder to see a line of three more waiting. The next one came in, looked at me closely, then went back out. When I turned around a moment later, they were all gone, like someone had shouted, "Clean cup!" and everyone suddenly had to jump up and change to a different place altogether without any reason whatever. Then, more crickets for half an hour. At last, my CL notice announcing me as a bottom taking anon loads got a bite, a man who wanted to know if I could come to him, not far away. I though, well, it's one certain fuck-and-load, versus possibly nothing really satisfying the rest of the evening at the bathhouse, so I dressed, packed my things, and checked out. While I was checking out, a sudden influx of men began coming in, perhaps six or seven, mostly individual, mixed ages, making me wonder if I had just made a horrid mistake. But the deed was done, and I went off to get my one certain birthday fuck. I arrived ten minutes later at a darkened apartment in which my summoner sat naked on a hard wood floor, evidently wanting to take the 'anon' part very seriously. He asked if I had any poppers, and said he had only used the kind that I had in my old bottle, so I pulled that out for him. I asked him what he liked, and he said, "I like to be fucked." Oh. Shit. He hadn't understood the ad. But I'm a sexual service submissive, and once I answer a call I don't just walk out if I can serve in some capacity. And I had, after all, just fucked another man, twice. "I can't promise you I'll be able to fuck you in a way that will satisfy you," I said. "Well, maybe you could just fist me," he replied. Wh-whathe-forcrying- I had never been fisted before, much less fisted someone else. I've studied up on fisting because I've seriously considered allowing a Dom to do it to me before, and I still may, but I had had no actual practicum. I told him so. He went into the other room and returned shortly with a towel, a two-cup glass measuring container full of resonstituted powdered ass lube, several pair of latex gloves, and a huge spreading dildo that he had been using to gradually train himself open. I sighed. "Have you ever taken a fist before?" I asked. "No. I had a guy try once, but he wasn't any good." "Look at my hands," I said. "My hands aren't huge, but they aren't petite, either. I know the basic theory for fisting, and I am familiar with the anatomy involved, and know the principal things to be cautious about. I cannot promise you that you will succeed tonight, but if this is what you want to do, I will try." We went to his bedroom, and I realized that if I was going to have any hope of relaxing him enough for this, I was going to have to start with massage. I gave him the abridged version of what I call my "high-risk" massage - the one that is risky because if I give it I stand a fair chance of leaving the Top either too relaxed to function, or outright asleep. His back was like one of the Red Queen's playing card soldiers, stiff and unyielding, but I finally got him relaxed enough to begin, and I discovered that he must have been using that stretching dildo fairly regularly. Then, for some utterly bizarre and, to me, inexplicable reason, it suddenly occurred to me that what his ass needed to relax better was a good fucking. So, for the third time that night, I, a total bottom, fucked a man. I didn't cum this time, but I gave a performance that I would have appreciated myself had I been the recipient. After that, he had indeed opened further, and, long story short, after about 20 more slow, careful minutes and lots of incredibly messy lube, I was up to my wrist in his ass - his first fist, and a milestone for him. "You're just awesome," he told me afterward. By the time I was ready to leave Louisville it was 5:30am, time for Krispy Kreme Doughnuts to open, so I stopped there and got a dozen. When I came out, I felt oddly as though I had stepped back through the Fucking Glass into the real world. I have absolutely no desire to fuck anybody. I am the fuckee, the cunt, the bitch, the boy pussy. I love it that way. In that Mirror Universe I saw another me who lived another way, and his sex life fucking weirded me out. As for loading me up on my birthday, thanks for nothing, Louisville. (The guy I fucked twice, by the way, was visiting from Nashville.) As for the rest of you, especially you geeks like me, live long and prosper.

The British Columbia (NDP/Green) Government has decided to make PrEP available at no cost to those at risk of contracting HIV, assuming they don't wish to contract HIV. (That's a far cry from $34 per tablet at Shoppers Drugs.) Your doctor must call the British Columbia Centre for Excellence in HIV/AIDS at (604) 806-8515 to have them fax him/her your enrolment form for the PrEP Program. The source of funding for this is convoluted, so I guess the way to get the medication must also be convoluted. I hear other provinces already have this or are planning to get it.

Midnight had arrived and I was definitely drunk, as well as desperate for more cock. A few minutes past midnight there was a knock at the door. I knew it was my blond fucker. Opening the door, I stepped back into the room, getting on all fours. The waiter stepped into the room, stripped, and explored my ass and hole. "Mmmm, you are already full,' he remarked in a strange accent. He didn't say another word but rather simply ate my ass. I don't know if he or I was moaning more. After few minutes he slid his cock inside my ass, pounding me hard. Although it was clumsy, I grabbed my mobile, set it up, and told him to record his dick fucking my ass. I needed a video to share with my husband. Some 20 minutes later he shot his load inside my hole, gave me a kiss in my neck and left me there. He never helped me to cum. He just wanted to gave me his load - which, I should explain, I really love as it makes me feel like a complete slut. After a while I texted my husband what was he up to. He sent me a pic of someone fucking him. "Nice slut," I replied, "but I'm ahead. I have two loads inside my hole," sending him the video of the waiter. "Nice try," he responded, "but not as good as the four loads that are in my hole." Damn. I couldn't allow him, a royal cunt, to out slut me. So I opened Grindr, searching for more cock.

The last load I had was my nephew's, he shot a huge load down my throat, it was so hot

Got a message from a guy asking if I would go round to his place as his wife was out for the day and he wanted to have a bit of fun. when I got to his house he let me in and he was a big fat pakistani guy. He showed my to the bedroom and when I opened the door he had 4 of his friends in there as aswell. They were all naked and stroking their lovely big brown cocks. I was placed on the bed and stripped and then a cock was placed in my mouth. They took it in turns to fuck me and I got 3 nice loads of Pakii spunk up me and 1 load in my mouth. I got a final load dumped over my cock and balls and it tricked down to my soaking wet hole. To finish off I wanked my self into the mouth of one of the lads who was on his knees cleaning everyones cock. Iam going back next week and made it known they can bring even more of there friends this time

For my part, my best bb fucking happened and happens in a dark room. At Steamworks Toronto they turn the lights down or even off after 2 AM on a Friday/Saturday. You can still make out who's seeding you. But why do I love darkrooms? Things like age, body shape disappear. Guys (the sluttier) stick their asses out to be fucked. It's so HOT to oblige them and fulfill their needs. I can also bend down to lick and make love to their boycunts which drives most up the wall! They want more ass eating. When more guys arrive, some join the bb sex and we take turns fucking boycunt. I have been under guys getting fucked in a corner or the fuck bench to catch their hot loads as they say they're cumming. Dark rooms are so primal, sensual, animalistic! That's why so many guys want bb in there or at least walk through. It's the sight, sounds and smells of a darkroom that's so attracting and attractive!

First load of 2018 from my buddy who lives up the street for me. I was food shopping when he sent me a text if I was still working and when I told him I wasn't he wanted me over. So I checked out, went home cleaned out, pre-lubed and was at his place. I started off by sucking him hard then he bent me over the bed and shoved his cock in me. Note he has a big mushroom head and a pretty thick base good thing I had poppers. Then he put me on my back and just started going to town. Before he came he got me on all fours and once again just shoved and pounded my ass until he bred me. I am sitting in my car with his cum in me while I type this.

I have a crush on J, friend's bf for awhile. He show the interest sometimes like when we were dancing at the bar, he will pull me closer to him when the light was dimmed, sometimes he licked my neck or pushed his hard cock on my back. Few times i grabbed his cock, but nothing happened between us except i started to have fantasy to have sex with him and the feeling is getting stronger over time. Last weekend 7 of us spent the holiday together at a cabin. First night, we got wasted by 8pm, lounging on the sofa, some fell asleep on the floor. I was next to J, first time being so close to him, and he smiled and his eyes opened slowly "hey, did you have fun?". i nodded and he leaned forward to kiss my lips n we kissed briefly and he said "dont lock your door" and he took his bf to the room. I went back to my room, cleaned up and waited naked in my bed. The door opened, he got under the sheet, we started making out and very soon his cock head at my hole rubbing and teasing it with his precum. momentarily, i felt like a slut seducing someone's bf, i held still letting him play with my hole, we both breath heavilly as he penetrated the head in my hole and just rubbed the tight hole with the head, i was melting in his arms letting him to take control. Deep grinding his uncut cock made me feel so good that I wanted more and I blurted "fuck me". he bit my ear and whispered "are you sure?" and his pace increased, pounding me very hard and he slowed when he felt my ass clenching on his cock and knew i came. he reached down to scoop the cum and put it in his mouth. We snowballing, the taste of the cum in his mouth and his cock deep grinding me slowly made stay hard. He let his tongue in my mouth, suck it gently and didnt wanna let go, and soon he flipped me under him and with few hard pounding, he bred my ass. The following nights, he will make his bf drink till he passed out so that he can sneak into my room and pretty much fuck every night when we were there. we both agree the sex was great between us and we continue to have an affair.

I agree with @bihairy and @Ranger Rick. I've had multiple times where the bottoms flake out on me - after I've given my address and they said they were on their way. That really irks me. As a top, I don't think I've ever said I was on my way to a bottom and didn't show up. There have been times when I've been chatting with multiple guys at the same time and the stars eventually align and 2-3 bottoms say they are ready at the same time, so I have to choose. But I usually either ask the others if I can come over later, or make some excuse about not being able to make it. I don't just leave them hanging, that's rude. There have been a few times when I walked in to a bottom's place and didn't think the situation was as ideal as I had hoped (one guy's house was literally full of trash, all over the floor), but I at least tried - either let them suck my dick for a few and said I wasn't into it, or went ahead and fucked them anyways.

Part 28 - The New Jeff Kyle had been having fun with Jeff, teaching him the discipline to be a proper sub and getting him regularly filled with more poz cum. Jeff had been keeping track of who had bred him including a list of unknown to him men - listed as Unknown #1 - Unknown #17 on his spreadsheet. Kyle would let him know when it was a repeat of the one of the unknowns. It was a Tuesday night when Jeff showed up at the apartment, as requested. He entered and immediately removed his clothing, folding it neatly next to the door, and knelt on the floor awaiting his instructions. “Boy, you have learned everything I have taught you well,” Kyle started. Jeff looked around the room and saw Joe, Steven, Ryan and Dennis, two on either side of Kyle. “Thank you, Sir,” Jeff replied. “I would like to take our relationship to the next level, if you are willing. You will only get one chance at accepting this offer and you need to think about it completely, since it you will be making a long term commitment to me,” Kyle told Jeff. Jeff turned pale, unsure what was about to happen but he knew he had to reply “Yes, Sir.” Kyle pulled a leather collar from behind his back and held it in front of Jeff. “I want you to be my boy, uh, my slave. By wearing this collar it will let everyone know that you have given yourself to me and are now owned by me. I will control what you can and cannot do. You should also consider Joe as your master too, since we are partners. I will protect you and in return you will obey my every word. Since neither of us has done this before, we will start a two week trial period and at that time, either of us can walk away. Or continue on.” Kyle's offer left Jeff was shaking. Did he want to give up his freedom? He had enjoyed every moment he had had since Steven took his virginity, but did he want the commitment to only one or two people? He looked at Steven, wondering if the prospect was okay with him, although Jeff reasoned it must be as he was standing there, not showing any sign of disapproval. “How long may I take to decide, Sir?” asked Jeff. Kyle smiled and said “You have 30 minutes, boy.” The guys went into the kitchen and talked quietly while Jeff pondered his fate. Jeff knew if he turned it down, he would probably never get another chance with Kyle or maybe all of them. He had learned so much from them already and didn’t know how he could repay them for freeing him of his former life as an easily forgettable, vanilla nerd who tried to please his parents and never himself. He had read a little on Dom/sub relationships after his first experience with Joe and Kyle, but never considered it full time, just for a few hours at the most. After 20 minutes of thinking about it, he finally said to Kyle “Sir, I would be honored to have you as my Master.” Kyle was just as nervous about it as Jeff, but was hiding it well. He walked over to Jeff and said “Are you sure?” “Yes, Sir. Please collar me," Jeff asked, a bit of trepidation in his voice. Kyle walked behind Jeff and put the collar around his neck, fitting it snuggly before putting the small lock on and with a ‘click’. Jeff was now his. The other guys came over and congratulated both of them. Jeff was surprised at the attention that he was given and it seemed that everyone was proud of him taking this step in his journey. “Guys, my boy and I would like to celebrate this occasion with an evening of sex. Please use my boy for your pleasure - after I get the first fuck. Kyle clicked a short leash on to the collar and told Jeff to rise before leading him over to Steven’s room and putting him into the sling. Kyle secured his hands and feet before removing his clothes. The other four removed their clothes and gathered around, stroking their cocks. As Kyle moved to Jeff’s ass, Joe moved to his head. Jeff began to suck Joe’s hardening cock and Kyle lubed his hole, slowly inserting one finger, then two and finally three. Kyle could feel Jeff relax his hole and then tighten it around his fingers and he knew he was ready for his cock. He pulled his fingers out and teased Jeff’s hole before penetrating him slowly, sliding in all the way in one long, patient stroke. Joe felt Jeff moan around his cock as Kyle was filling his other end. Kyle nodded to Joe and they simultaneously started to fuck their respective orifice. Joe held Jeff’s head as his cock drove deep into his throat. A few weeks ago, Jeff would have gagged or even vomited with this treatment, but his training had gotten him to be a skilled cocksucker. With Joe getting blown, Kyle couldn’t use the sling to full effect and was holding Jeff still as he thrusted his cock into the warm, silky canal, his cock coating it with toxic precum. Kyle started to pound harder and Jeff’s moans got louder. Jeff was now his and he was going to take advantage of his body. All too soon, he felt his balls prepare to shoot its demon seed and as hard as he tried to hold off, he began to fill the boy’s hole with more poz cum. Joe pulled his cock out of Jeff’s mouth as he saw Kyle begin to orgasm and let Jeff enjoy the full effect without distraction. Joe and Kyle swapped spots and Joe easily pushed his cock into the cum filled hole. Jeff eagerly cleaned his Master’s cock, his cum tasting sweeter than ever. Joe immediately started to drill Jeff’s ass. He had been edging while he was using Jeff’s mouth and throat and couldn’t hold back very long before he too was shooting his poisonous cum into Jeff’s hungry hole. Joe pulled out carefully, pushing any cum that tried to escape back into the boy’s pussy. Steven took Joe’s place and slammed his cock in all the way. He remembered his first fuck with Jeff and replicated its intensity, but this time it wasn’t a grudge fuck. He would pull out slowly and then drive in hard, hearing Jeff grunt “Thank you, sir” each time. He looked down at Jeff and saw a boy completely content in his world - happy to serve and provide pleasure to those his master deemed worthy. Jeff was massaging his cock and brought all thoughts to an end as his need to breed overtook his body. His cock began to shoot its venom into Jeff and the hole got even sloppier as the cum filled him up. Steven pulled out and it was futile to try and keep all of the cum inside. He fed his cum-covered cock to Jeff as Dennis, kneeling, feasted on Jeff’s hole. Jeff squirmed as he felt Dennis’s beard between his spread ass cheeks and then moaned as he felt Dennis’s tongue explore his hole inside and out. Dennis sucked some of the cum out and savored the taste on his tongue as he stood up and slid his cock in. His cock being thicker than the others, stretched Jeff somewhat wider and he inwardly smiled, thinking Jeff's ass felt even better than he remembered. Jeff knew how to get fucked this time and Dennis was going to enjoy this fuck. When Steven removed his cock from Jeff’s mouth, Dennis started to get Jeff swinging and fucking himself on Dennis’s throbbing cock. The strokes got longer and Jeff was bouncing off Dennis until the cock was coming completely out of him for a second before driving back in. Everyone was grinning as they heard the sounds of a well-bred hole being pummeled. Dennis finally pulled Jeff tight onto his cock, stopping the swinging motion and then jackhammered his hole until his cock shot his charged load into Jeff, adding to the toxic mixture already in him. Ryan looked at Kyle, waiting for his approval to fuck his roommate. While he had taken dozens of toxic loads, he didn’t feel that he was in the same league as the others since he couldn’t say for sure he was poz or not. “Come on, Ryan. I know Jeff wants you to fuck him too,” Kyle said with a wry grin. Ryan moved in and inserted his rock hard cock into Jeff’s pussy. He never had fucked a hole with this much cum in it and knew the poz seed was coating every part of his cock. He fucked like a locomotive, building up speed slowly until he was pounding Jeff’s ass as hard as he could. Jeff was staring back at Ryan. He had secretly lusted after Ryan from the day he moved in, but back then he didn’t know why. Ryan let out a loud groan as he emptied his balls into Jeff, his neg swimmers being in the minority inside Jeff’s cunt. Kyle entered Jeff again after Ryan pulled out. He grabbed the leash and used it to pull Jeff on to his cock before Kyles hips pushed him away. After watching everyone use Jeff, he knew he was going to cum quickly and after only a few minutes of drilling his boy, Kyle grabbed his legs and pushed as deep as he could and shot more cum into his hole. Joe handed Kyle a buttplug and it slid easily into Jeff’s gaping hole. Kyle released Jeff and the guys all went back to the living room. Joe filled the pipe up and lit it, passing it around. This time, Kyle passed it to Jeff, who took his first hit of pot. Jeff coughed as the smoke burned his lungs and everyone chuckled. Later, Kyle got up and walked over to Jeff and grabbed his leash. “Rise, boy” he said and Jeff got up, feeling a little unsteady after several hits of weed. Kyle leaned in and kissed Jeff passionately. Ending the kiss, Kyle disconnected the leash and said “We all have classes tomorrow, so it’s time to get some rest. I will see you tomorrow.” Jeff walked over and put his clothes on, and he and Ryan went back to their dorm. Jeff walked out of his dorm room the next morning wondering what kind of responses he was going to get from his collar. He had seen a few people on campus with them, but almost all of them were people into the punk or goth scenes. He didn’t have to wait long for the first derogatory comment. Sitting at the table in the dorm cafeteria he heard one guy walk by and say “Look at the nerdy dog.” A few minutes later another guy started to taunt him and he was about to get up and leave when Ryan showed up and told the guys "Fuck off and leave him alone.” It was just like when guys made fun of him in High School, but this time he was proud of what he was and knew that they were probably just belittling him to cover their own insecurities. The comments continued when he got to his first class with a few people making comments. One guy did stop him after class and complemented him on his collar suggesting “Ignore those guys. They’re just assholes. I think it looks pretty damn hot. I wish I had the guts to wear one. Hi, I’m Ben,” the guy said. Jeff had seen him in several of his classes, but had never talked to him. Ben was a tall guy at just over six foot two and skinny. He always dressed in dark colors, usually black and had his ears mildly gauged. His hair was dark and long, sometimes in a short pony tail and other times just left hanging. “Hi Ben, I’m Jeff. Thanks, I could use a bit of encouragement. I haven’t had a good reaction from a bunch of people today,” Jeff said with a sullen tone. “Oh, is it your first day with it? You can always take it off if the comments piss you off, but that would let those guys think they won,” Ben replied. Jeff took a breath and swallowed before saying “I can’t take it off. It’s locked on me.” “Fuck, that so fuckin' cool. So it isn't just for fashion?” Ben asked. Jeff chuckled and said “No, it isn’t.” Ben’s eyes got big and he whispered “You have a master?” Jeff wasn’t sure how much he wanted to say, since he had just met Ben, but since he had been supportive so far he replied “Yeah I do. I got the collar last night.” “Fuck, dude. That is really cool. Can I ask, is it a guy or a girl? I’m just curious. I’m bi so I’m good with it either way.” Jeff was taken aback from the question and Ben outing himself but quickly answered “My master’s name is Kyle, and yeah, I’m gay.” Ben and Jeff had started walking out of the lecture hall and out of the building towards the center of campus. “I hope you don’t mind me asking questions. I’ve just never met anyone who is comfortable talking about this stuff. I tried being a sub to a guy once, but all he wanted to do was beat me for no reason and then fuck me. I hope you’re having a better experience,” Ben told Jeff as they walked. Jeff’s amazement continued as Ben was very open about his sexual adventures. “Uh, yeah. I have liked it so far, but I just really started a few weeks ago. I like what’s happened so far, that’s why I agreed to the collar,” Jeff explained, not wanting to give many details about his sex life to a stranger. “Oh, good. Maybe you can introduce me to your master sometime. Maybe he knows someone that could train me. I want to see what a good Dom/sub experience is like” Ben said. “Yeah, you should definitely try some short sessions first. I didn’t, but I think I got lucky by meeting the right people. I’ll ask him and let you know” replied Jeff. “Cool. Let me give you my number and you can text me the info or if you need help,” Ben said. Jeff headed towards the library to study before his next class and hoped people would just leave him alone. He made it through the next class with only one comment “Hmm, someone is either trying to become a bad boy or already is.” Jeff smiled in response. When Jeff got back to the dorm there was a crowd waiting for the elevator and the guy that made the dog comment in the cafeteria saw him and walked up to him, putting his finger into the D-ring on the collar asking “What the fuck do you think you’re doing with this on? Are you just a lost puppy looking for a bone?” “Curt, leave him alone,” said one of the people in the crowd as Curt started to drag Jeff around the foyer, occasionally yanking him in different directions. Jeff was about to thrust his knee into Curt’s balls when an RA walked in and Curt quickly let go of Jeff. “Curt, follow me,” said the RA and the two of them disappeared down the hall. A few people came over to ask Jeff if he was okay. Jeff replied yes he was, just a bit shaken. Jeff sat in his dorm for a while shaking and wondering if this was worth it. He knew he might get harassed, but didn’t think it would be this bad. He was curled up and sobbing on his bed when Ryan walked in. “What’s wrong, Jeff?” Ryan asked as he sat down on the bed and held Jeff close. Jeff explained his day and the event at the elevator. “I’m gonna beat the crap out of that asshole” Ryan yelled and started to get up. Jeff said “No, he’s too strong and will probably hurt you. Let the RA deal with him and if it happens again, I’ll call the cops.” “OK, but I want you to text me the minute he or anyone else harasses you” Ryan said and then asked “Are you going down for dinner? We can go together and I’ll beat up anyone who says anything.” “No, I’m not hungry. Can you just bring me back an apple or something?” Jeff said as he curled up on the bed again. “Sure. Don’t let these guys get to you. They’re just scum and karma will get them eventually” Ryan said as he walked out the door. Ryan went and got dinner, but sat by himself at a table and pulled out his phone, sending a text message to Steven “Jeff got harassed 4 collar. Can u tell Kyle, but don’t let Jeff know I said anything.” Steven, Joe and Kyle were eating Thai food that Steven had made for them for dinner when Steven’s phone buzzed. Reading it, he yelled out “Fuck!” and Joe and Kyle looked at him. “What?” said Kyle and Joe at the same time. Steven read the message aloud and looked at Kyle. Kyle’s face was bright red and he looked like he was going to rip something or someone to bits. Steven called Ryan back and put it on speakerphone. Ryan told them what Jeff had told him. Kyle’s expression just got more intense. “Where can I find Curt?” asked Kyle. “He’s got a room on the 3rd floor of my dorm building. I don’t know the room number, but I think its on the west end. He’s just an asshole and picks on anyone he can. If you need help changing his jawline, let me know” said Ryan. Kyle tapped out a message to Tony “Need help. My boy got beat up by thug. Want to get even.” Kyles phone rang a few minutes later and Kyle explained the situation to Tony, first having to tell him about collaring Jeff. Tony asked Kyle to meet him at the club warehouse in 45 minutes and bring whatever muscle he wanted to help. Kyle chuckled as he looked around. Joe would be good muscle. Steven was not even close to muscle. Ryan was a little better in the muscle department than Steven, but not much. All had offered to help, so he brought them along. When they got to the warehouse, there were two other cars there and three pickups. The guys went to the front door and found it locked. Kyle knocked and Tony opened the door and let them in and led them to an office. Kyle saw four large muscled guys and three boxes on the desk. Tony said “I realize that your boy is not in the club… yet. But he’s your boy and that means we protect him too. This is part of our enforcement crew. We will make sure that the guy that picked on your boy regrets having been born. Grab a mask, a hoodie and gloves from the boxes and lets take the trucks. I got a bit of info on your guy Curt. He's rubbed a lot of people the wrong way and this is going to be an easy one.” They drove over to the dorm parking lot and parked. Tony motioned for everyone to stay and walked over to gold Cadillac Escalade and jabbed the side of each tire with an awl. He stood behind the SUV as the tires deflated and sent a text message on his phone. Tony hopped back into the pickup and said “He should be out here any minute.” Soon they saw a lone figure walk across the field to the parking lot. Tony nodded at the other four members of the enforcement crew and they got out of the truck and crouched down near Curt’s wounded SUV. You could hear the swearing from Curt as he got close and saw what had been done to his beloved truck. As he walked around the SUV, one of the enforcers came up behind him and covered his mouth with a rag and Curt was passed out and limp in seconds. Tony picked up Curt and threw him over his shoulders and walked back to the pickup. He laid Curt down in the pickup bed and one guy taped his ankles together and another his wrists. They tied his body down with a cargo net and then got into the truck. They drove for about 30 minutes out of town, down a few gravel roads until they got to a farm and pulled in back of the house next to a large metal shed. The door opened and the trucks drove in. Curt was taken from the pickup bed into a room, stripped and placed on a fuck bench and his hands and feet shackled down. Kyle looked around the room and noticed a man that had not been in the warehouse. He was a thin, frail man about Kyle’s height, and looked to be in his late sixties. His cheeks were sunken in and there was a few sores on his face. On the table next to him was one of those old-time doctor’s bags. Everyone stood around Curt’s limp body as the man approached Tony. “Dr. C, its good to see you again. Unfortunately, this young man seems to need an attitude adjustment. He has attacked verbally and physically one of the club members. He sounds to be homophobic and thinks he is better than everyone else. I think the usual treatment will get him to be a better citizen.” Dr. C nodded and looked Curt over. He walked behind Curt and set his bag down on a table nearby and pulled out a speculum. Applying the tool to Curt’s ass, he spread it open, stretching the hole until Curt’s guts were easily visible. The doctor then pulled out a large bottle brush from his bag and inserted it deep and began to twist and piston the brush until the brush turned red and blood dripped out of the hole. The doctor then removed the speculum and put it and the brush inside a plastic bag and then into his satchel. The guys watched Curt’s hole slowly close and the doctor then dropped his pants and pulled out a large 8 1/2 inch pierced cock. He stroked it from semi-hard to full length and then slammed into Curt’s unsuspecting ass. He fucked for almost five minutes before screaming out as he pumped his high viral load cum into the passed out college student. Each of the guys took turns adding their own tainted seed into Curt’s pussy. Ryan was the last to fuck Curt and wasn’t sure whether he was shooting charged or uncharged cum, but enjoyed every second fucking him. As Ryan walked back to the wall, two of the enforcers unlocked Curt from the bench and laid him down, face up on the large table. The doctor walked over and set out a piece of cloth around Curt’s cock and balls. He put down another cloth and laid out some tools - a scalpel, a needle and surgical thread, a bottle with a cleaning solution, and some gauze pads. He put on some surgical gloves and then pulled Curt’s ballsack up and secured it with some clamps on either side. He applied the cleaning solution and slowly he cut an incision, pulled a ball out of the sack and used his scalpel to remove it and set it in a jar full of liquid. He did the same with Curt’s second testicle and then sewed everything up. One of the enforcers walked up with a box containing bottles of saline solution, a stack of gauze pads and several more clean rags. The doctor turned to Tony and said “Please, put him back on the bench, I will want to inseminate him several more times in the next few days. Come back in three days at midnight and you can take him back. He will hopefully no longer be a threat to anyone. If he does cause more issues, then we can take it a step further and remove his penis. There are a few further treatments we can give him if he remains a problem.” The enforcers gently moved Curt back to the bench, making sure his cock and balls were free from the top of the bench. His hands and feet were reattached to the tie down points and a blackout hood was put over his head. Once Curt was secured, everyone but the doctor left the room and went back to the pickups. They drove back to the warehouse and as they got near Tony said “Kyle, I want you back at the warehouse Saturday night at eleven PM. We won’t need anyone other than you and the enforcement crew and we will take Curt back to the dorm. OK?” “Yes, Sir” Kyle said. “Good. And I don’t think I need to tell any of you that you will never speak of this evening again. It never happened. You studied all night, right?” Tony said sternly. “Yes, Sir” the guys said. Kyle dropped Ryan off near the front of his dorm and then they went back to the apartment. Few words were spoken as they had driven and it continued in the apartment. Finally Kyle said “Thanks guys, I appreciate your help. I didn’t think it would be this drastic, but that fucker deserves it.” Steven and Joe nodded and they then headed to bed. Ryan walked into the dorm room, hoping that Jeff was ok. The lights were out and he fumbled over until he found the desk lamp and turned it on. He looked over and Jeff was on his bed, just in his sleeping shorts, but on top of the sheet and blanket unlike he usually was. He looked closer and could see Jeff sweating and drenching the sheets with perspiration. “Fuck” he thought. He reached for his phone and texted Steven “Tell Kyle that Jeff is sick.” Curt awoke, shivering in his truck. His body ached almost everywhere. He could feel his nose was dislocated and there were cuts on his cheeks. His chest hurt each time he took a breath and his stomach felt like he had been gut punched for hours. His cock hurt. He looked down and his t-shirt was torn and his pants were ripped open around his knees which had large scabs on them. His cherished Air Jordans were covered in what looked like cow dung and were ripped at the toes and ankles. Even his balls hurt, but as he rolled over and went to adjust himself, he couldn’t even feel them. Panicked, he pulled his jeans down and felt around. His balls were gone. Not hiding since he was cold. Gone. He got out of the back of the truck and saw the four flat tires, like he remembered right before he passed out. Walking back into the dorm several people were pointing at him and laughing. In his usual bravado he told them to “Shut the fuck up.” Curt got onto the elevator and saw his reflection in the door and saw something taped to his shirt. It was a sign. On one side - the one facing out - said in large letters “I AM A FAG” and on the other side was a note: “Curt, I hope you enjoyed your weekend. You have harassed people for too long and now it was time to pay for it. You will no doubt find that you are no longer the same pompous jerk. Your body has changed and will continue to change. Hopefully you will mentally change for the better. We know how to get you and punish you. Any time. Any place. If you try to find us you will fail. If you continue to harass people, we will come back. No one will listen to you, since you have hassled too many people for anyone to care if you received any retribution. Be a better person and nothing more will happen." He walked to his room and went in. His roommate had moved out and the room was just his stuff, but most of it was broken. He looked at the mirror and there were bruises on his face and hands. He took his clothes off and saw more bruises all over his body. His ribs were sore, like he had been kicked on the ground. The bruises continued on his legs. HIs ass was sore, like someone had impaled him with a baseball bat. Someone walked down the hall and saw his door open and said “Oh, look. The asshole is back.” As he got up to go yell at them, his body ached too much for him to want another altercation. Curt laid low for the next week until the flu hit. He could barely get out of bed. He had a fever and had more aches over his body, different than the aches from a week earlier, but just as painful. He tried calling people but even those that had been his friends wouldn’t return his calls or would hang up when they heard his voice. He finally called 911 and when the paramedics showed up they were disinterested in helping him. After he pleaded for 15 minutes, they took him to the hospital and left him at the emergency room to wait with the other patients. When the hospital staff finally looked at him, they admitted him and put him in an old room by himself. He was hooked up to an IV to keep him hydrated and sedated and given minimal food. After a week he started to feel better and the doctor came in. “Hello Curt. I don’t know what you did, but you seem to be the most unliked person in this city. The nurses are drawing straws and the loser has to attend to you. It took days, but I finally got your test results. The flu that you had was from your seroconversion. You are infected with a rare strain of HIV that we have currently have no treatment for. The hepatitis we can treat, but it will take a while before we can get approval for it. At least with your castration, your sex drive should be down so you won’t infect anyone else.” Kyle and Ryan kept monitoring Jeff and when the fever got too high, they took Jeff to the same hospital that Curt had just been admitted to. The nurses checked him over and the doctor admitted him, but he was placed in a much better area. They quickly got him rehydrated and got his fever under control. Kyle had been by his side most of the time and had removed his collar before he went to the hospital. When Jeff came to after being unconscious for over a day, he panicked when the collar was gone. Kyle reassured him it was safe and was only off until he was released. Just as Jeff was starting to feel better and was about to be released, Ryan was coming down with a fever. His illness was not nearly as bad and only lasted two days before he was moving around as normal. A week later, Steven took Ryan to the clinic to get tested and make sure he was the newest poz guy in town.

Well guys I hope you enjoy this.... How it happened - part 2 “Not bad, for round one,” he chuckled pulling out of me with a wet pop. I lay on the couch panting hard, as I felt some of his semen began to leak out of me. I had not yet climaxed, but precum from my dick coated my stomach and chest. I couldn’t help but grin at the man who had just bred me for the first time in my life. “You look so fuck’n hot babe,” he smirked at me. “Nothing hotter than a sexy fucking twink freshly bred and waiting to be bred again and again,” he smiled at me taking a couple of pictures with his smartphone. “I think you’re going to be very popular,” he chuckled at me, when he saw me slip my hand down between my legs and start to play with my cum-covered hole. “Time for some more fuck smoke, wish you could meet my friend Mr. T, but we’ll save that for next time when I know you are going to be stay a whole weekend,” he smirked at me. I hesitantly asked, “You want to see me again,” I needed that big cock back inside me the worst way. I seriously don’t know what I would have done if he hadn’t wanted to fuck, I mean see me again. I should have been concerned, I had just taken my first raw cock and load, but instead of jumping up to expel his jizz, I pulled my gaping hole wide open to show him. I wanted him back inside me NOW, and this was the best way I could think of asking him to pump another load deep inside my ass. “Oh, don’t worry babe, I’ve got plenty more for your hot lil’ boy pussy,” he smirked slipping two thick fingers inside, just long enough to start me moaning and humping back against his hand. “We’re going fuck for a long-time boy,” he chuckled pulling out his fingers and sucking them clean. “It’s fuck smoke break time, then back to using my cumdump’s boy pussy. You’re my lil’ cumslut fuck toy boy aren’t you babe?” All I could do was smile and nod back to the sweat-covered man who had just introduced me to the pleasures of raw cock. There wasn’t anything about him I didn’t like. He handed me the glass pipe again, as well as the lighter. I flicked the lighter and began to inhale, as I rocked the pipe slowly. I started to hand the pipe back to him, but he shook his head no and told me to finish the rock, while he went to the bedroom to do something. I forgot he was even gone, while I smoked the white rock. By the time he returned I had finished the rock. I never wanted fucked as much as I did at that moment. I NEEDED him inside me now, even more than the first time he sunk his beautiful 8-plus inch cock inside me. “Oh, ya boy, you’re tweaked out of you fuckin’ mind now,” he laughed stroking his hard cock. A thick black ring now encased the base of his cock, while another even thicker one encircled his ball-sack above his balls. His cock looked like a truly potent weapon now and I wanted it inside me in the worse way. He grabbed me by the cock and led me up a couple of steps into his bedroom. There were two camcorders on tripods pointed at the king-sized four-posted bed, one pointing down from the head of the bed, and the other aimed from a bottom corner of the bed. I was puzzled to see only a black plastic sheet on the bed, with several pillows also covered with black plastic. In an alcove, there was a leather swing-like device. “Up bitch, and assume the position,’ he commanded me, slapping the bed with his hand. I normally would have turned and grabbed my clothes and left, if anyone before had ever thought to speak to me like that, but I found myself hopping up on his bed and positioned my ass towards him. All I could think of was his incredible cock fucking me again. I wanted him to fill me with another load of his jizz. I knew intellectually I shouldn’t, but the feel of his raw cock fucking and then exploding deep inside me was the most incredible sex I’d ever had in my life. I NEEDED him to do it again and again and again. I couldn’t believe how horny I was for his dick and jizz. “You’re a good lil’ cumslut boy, aren’t you?” he chuckled turning me slightly so my coming fuck would be captured for posterity. “You’re going to show everyone what a good lil’ bitch slut you are, right babe?” He asked me right before slapping my ass hard, and making me moan in pleasure, as he climbed up on the bed. He spent the next several minutes teasing my hole with his amazing cock, but never pushed all the way back in. Only just far enough to let me know how much my ass missed him inside me. I was begging before the first minute even passed. I begged and promised to do anything, so long as he fucked me again. He encouraged me to talk dirty and nasty, while begging for his dick. He teased me asking if I would let him knock my ass up again if he fucked me. I was so desperate for his cock, I promised he could always knock up my boy cunt anytime he fucked me. I would never have him wrap up when he wanted inside my boy pussy. At this point I would have promised anything to get him to fuck me again. I’d never in my life imagined being this horny. Once my promises had been secured he slammed in balls deep in a single thrust. I moaned loudly, as my eyes rolled back in pleasure. He began to long dick me repeatedly, more often, than not pulling completely out before ramming back in so hard our balls smacked together loudly. Sweat poured from both of us, as he used me all over the bed. We did every imageable position possible. Many I had only seen in hardcore, slutty sex. Honestly, I don’t think I could even remember the total number of times I jizzed. I think maybe four times, I know he came at least five times total, before I finally could not fuck anymore. He pulled a sheet over me, but not both taking a bunch of pictures and used one of the camcorders to do a close-up of my heaving, sweat-drenched, cum-covered body and my gaping, leaking cum-filled hole. “You look so fuckin’ hot babe,” he smiled leaning down to kiss me passionately. “Get some rest, I have a few things to do before I join you there for a rest,” he smiled at me. As he walked away from the bed and back down the stairs to the living room I heard “Welcome to the Jungle” start playing, followed by him answering his cell phone as I started to doze off. “HEY! I take it you liked round one’s live stream,” he chuckled. I wanted to hear more of his conversation since it seemed to be about me, but I was too exhausted. I did hear him continue talking as I slipped into sand land. “Oh, fuck ya, he is, wait ‘til you see the vid after I have it edited for the site. He’s a natural, plus he promised to take on all of my friends raw, if I promised to keep knocking his ass up,” he laughed, loudly. “Nah, he not local, he’s a fresh piece of Hopkins ass.” When I woke up, I found myself still horny, but still tired from all the sex. It then hit me everything I had done the night before. I had gone home with a guy I barely knew and let him fuck me raw. In fact, I had begged him to fuck me and give me his loads. What had I done? I had seriously fucked up bigtime. I would make sure I never let that happen again. I couldn’t let myself be so careless. Suddenly I felt strong arms pulling me close to a warm, naked body. “Afternoon babe,” a familiar voice whispered in my ear as I felt a hard, thick cock make contact with my still slightly sore hole. Before I could say anything, he pushed steadily forward burying his raw cock back inside me. My body shuddered as it accepted readily the thick, hard cock sliding inside my still cum-slicked hole. I couldn’t help myself as I began to massage his incredible cock with my muscles. I helped his entry by pushing back to take even more of the cock, which had taught me the joys of bareback sex. No matter how wrong it was I couldn’t deprive myself or him of the pleasures we enjoyed. “Fuck your ass feels so good on my cock,” he purred into my ear. My only response was to moan and grind against his smooth groin. “Yeah, you missed this didn’t you?” He asked me as he began to long-dick me. “Yes,” I moaned softly, not believing I was letting him fuck me bareback yet again. He just felt so good inside me, I wanted him to just keep fucking me. “Yeah, I knew the first time I saw you on the dancefloor you were a nasty lil’ cumslut,” he whispered in my ear as he licked it, making moan and squirm. “We’re going to have so much fun together, babe,” he hissed in my ear, rabbit fucking me hard. “I’m going to teach and show you so much my lil’ cumslut boy,” he said rolling me on to my hands and knees and continued his assault on my ass. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my face up, “Look! How hot you look getting fucked, you were meant to be used like this babe,” he grunted to me as I looked at myself in the mirror above the headboard. I did look hot, though I seriously looked like a slut as he continued to long dick me. He knew how to dominate me and turn me on like no one else I’d ever been with. I was indeed his to use as he wanted for as long as he wanted. I was so conflicted about what was happening to me, but my hidden kinky, slutty side seamed totally in control. I wanted his load inside me. “Br…bre…breed me,” I finally panted out, knowing how wrong it was, but knowing how good it felt. I wanted to feel his big, thick cock pulse inside me again. I would deal with the consequences later, now I just needed his jizz and badly. He smiled toothily at me in the mirror, as he smacked my ass and began long-dicking me completely pulling all the way out before slam back in hard. His sweat-drenched balls smacked hard against my own, which just made the sex even better if that was possible. I was ready to climax again as he thrust back in hitting my prostrate. I saw stars as I fired my load on the black plastic sheet beneath me. “FUCK! SHIT! YES!” he shouted as he thrust inside one last time and flooded my insides. I could feel his load begin to leak out my hole as he slowly withdrew, before slamming back in. He repeated this several times, which in turn made me leak more cum out of my own semi-hard penis. He finally pulled out and drove his mouth into my freshly fucked my ass. I couldn’t take it anymore and collapsed on my freshly shot load. All I could do was moan and take his incredible rimming. When he finally seemed satisfied, he forcefully flipped me over and moved up to kiss me. As I opened my mouth he opened his and released the loads he had eaten out of me into my mouth. Before I could do anything about it he grabbed my head with his hands, beginning passionately kissing me sharing his jizz with me until after what seemed an eternity I had eaten and swallowed everything he had fucked into me over the night. “Well babe,” he said smiling down at me, “I guess we better get you cleaned up so you can get a little rest before classes in the morning. I hope you didn’t have any unfinished homework,” he chuckled. “What time is it?” I asked not knowing how long we’d been at this. “It’s about eight Sunday night,” he chuckled. We’ve had a lot of fun all day.” “WHAT! It’s that late, shit my friends will be wondering what happened,” I said sitting up with a panicked look. “Shhhh…Babe it’s okay, you can catch a bus back to school a couple blocks from here and will be back in no time.” He smiled reassuringly at me. Hop in the shower and get cleaned up,” he said ushering me into the bedroom behind his bedroom. “I’d join you in the shower, but then you might not get home ‘til Wednesday,” he smirked giving me a kiss. I climbed in the hot shower and enjoyed the feel of the water pounding against me. I don’t know how long I was in there, but I felt completely refreshed though still tired after my experiences of sex with this man I still didn’t know his name. I had spent almost a complete day with this guy and still didn’t know his name. The black plastic sheet was no longer on the bed, instead a blood red set of sheets were exposed. My clothes lay on the bed, and I could hear him down in the living room/ kitchen area doing something. I realized as I dressed my underwear was missing. I got dressed anyway, because I really did need to get back to Hopkins. I walked down the steps to the living area to get my shoes, he was coming out of the kitchen area with a bottle of Gatorade. I couldn’t believe how sex he looked standing there in skin-tight black jeans, and nothing else but a slouchie beanie. He shot me a big grin. “There’s my babe,” he said pulling me into a tight hug and then a kiss. I couldn’t help but smile back at him. “Hey, did you see my underwear down here somewhere?” I asked looking around. He laughed, “Yeah I kept it as a souvenir of our first date, besides I like my boys to freeball,” he smiled back at me. “You want to see me again?” I asked suddenly excited someone wanted to date me. “Fuck ya babe, I want to see a whole lot more of you,” he said leaning down and kissing me hard, as he gripped my ass. “I have so much I want to experience with you,” he whispered into my ear. I boned up instantly in his arms, and I could tell he was boned as well. I was excited at the thought of finally having a boyfriend, and a sexy one at that. “It’s finally gotten colder, and I know you weren’t wearing a coat, so you can borrow one of mine until you come down this coming Friday. I’m having a small get together with some close friends and I’d love you to meet them. Bring whatever you need for the weekend and you can go back Sunday. How does that sound?” He said opening a closet door and pulling out an expensive looking black leather jacket with a gold embroidered scorpion on the upper left side. “You can wear this and bring it back on Friday,” he said with a smirk. “Thanks,” I started to say, but stopped and looked sheepishly at him. “I’m sorry I forgot your name,” I said softly, waiting for his reaction. He didn’t get angry, but rather started laughing. “You didn’t forget it,” he said grinning. “You were too horny to even care, which made things more fun,” pulling me into another kiss. “I’m Michael,” he paused briefly looking at me before leaning done to my ear and whispering, “And you’re Ian, my lil’ cumslut boy.” He opened the door and unlocked the door grate to let me leave. It certainly way colder than it had been the night before. I was glad Michael had loaned me his jacket. I couldn’t wait to see him again. My new boyfriend, as I walked towards the bus stop to take me back to Hopkins. I was on cloud nine.

As I lay there in pure ecstasy, my cock still inside Leanne's wet pussy...Amr continues to fuck her in the ass, and I continue to enjoy feeling his cock hitting against mine through that thin membrane of flesh separating her pussy from her anus - closing my eyes and grinning, putting my arms around Leanne's back and bringing her closer to me, hugging her and enjoying the feeling of her tits pressed against my chest. I'm still hard inside Leanne after cumming, and I thrust my cock deep into Leanne's pussy to provide Amr's cock with extra stimulation and to ultimately help bring him closer to orgasm. Amr fucks her for about a further 2 minutes after I've blown my load, and then pulls his cock out, takes the condom off and says to her, "Now I'm gonna cum in your ass" ...he wanks his cock, opens his mouth wide, closes his eyes, throws his head back and moans in ecstasy as he releases his thick cum into Leanne's hole - pushing his cock back inside her ass while he is cumming. I feel some of Amr's cum drip down from Leanne's asshole, run down my cock and onto my balls. It is warm and feels lovely. Amr puts his arm around Leanne's belly as she collapses herself totally onto me, resting his head on her back, panting. The three of us lie together for a few moments just in total bliss...with a feeling of connectedness, closeness, bonding and energy between us and surrounding us that I cannot really explain it. It just feels amazing.

This went down about a month ago while I was out of town... Got a hit from a VERY hot looking guy on BBRT. Tall, muscled, handsome, hung, TOP, POZ unmedicated. (Yeah) He told me exactly what he wanted: To come over, eat out my pussy, fuck me with his thick ten inch cock, and breed me deep. Naturally, I assumed it was a too good to be true....but I was bored, horny, freshly cleaned out, and on the hunt. So I replied with my hotel info and room number. Believe me; I had NO expectation that this guy was for real. None. I was just calling his bluff. Boom! To my absolute amazement, not 15 minutes later this dude was at my door. And he was EVEN HOTTER in person. Dumbstruck. I was dumbstruck. The guy stripped down and he was RIPPED! He was NOT exhagerating about his cook either. The term “baby arm” actually crossed my mind...MASSIVE MEAT. I attempted to go down on him but he made it plain that he had set the agenda that I had agreed to. He had come to eat out my cunt, fuck me, and breed me. And that was EXACTLY what was going to happen. He got right to work...bent me over and ate my pussy like a starved man. He tongue fucked me for a damn long time. All the while, his hands were working his huge fucktool. Now, I’m not a huge fan of getting my hole eaten out...but this guy...he made me a believer. Eventually, he signaled me to get on my back and go legs up. I did so and reached for the lube when he said; “You won’t need that”. My immediate thought was; “No way am I taking that HUGE meat with only spit!”. But no...for as he had been working his cock with one hand, he had been drooling precum into his other hand. The fucker slathered my spit wet hole with a palmful of HIS OWN PRECUM. He tumbled it into my pussy with authority. I watched as he milked yet more precum out of his huge dong and drool it right onto my now slightly open hole! To say it was mind bendingly hot would be a gross understatement. ”You ARE gonna need those,” he said referencing the poppers, “Take the deepest hit you can, cause once I start...” he trailed off as his throbbing cockhead started pushing against my hole. I have NEVER taken such an urgently deep hit of poppers...EVER. Then, I felt his cock begin its LONG journey into me. I’m not sure I can even really describe it. I felt my heart race...I was holding my breath...there was no sound...my eyes feasted on the sight of inch after inch of his...his enormous fuckpole as it entered me. Eventually, he hit my inner ring. I heard a voice say, “Look into my eyes”. I looked up to his face...to his clear blue eyes. “Take another hit.” I did so. “Give yourself to me”, he whispered. “Give yourself to me...give yourself to me...” And with that, I felt my inner door open and he plunged fully into me. The deepest sigh that has ever escaped my lips came out of me. And that was just him setting the stage. For the fuck was just about to start. And start it did. Time was suspended as he longdicked my cunt. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he pounded my pussy. Seemingly endless cock meat tenderized my cuntlips. A mix of endorphins, testosterone, and adrenaline pulsed through my veins. A cold sweat broke on my brow. I was mumbling absently. My body trembled with every stroke of his meat. I could not process what was happening. I was on the verge of, what I can only assume was panic. Then...something happened. Everything in the world fell away. My mind shut down. And I became my fuckhole. I had becum my cunt. A meatsleeve. Nothing more. And my purpose was being fulfilled beyond comprehension. A warm enveloping peace washed over me. I was home. He felt the change in me. Like he had been expecting it. “Yessssss!!”, he hissed. “YESSSSSSSS!!!” As he switched his rail splitter into overdrive. We had transcended. We were no longer men. We weren’t even cock and hole. We had becum the fuck. The glorious sacred fuck. I don’t know how long it went. I really don’t. At one point I heard a distant voice telling me to look into his eyes. I found those same blue eyes through a fog. I heard a voice say...”Give yourself to me...give yourself to me” It took a moment for me to realize it was my voice whispering it. “Give yourself to me...give yourself to me”. With that, he leaned in to kiss me deeply...I felt his body tense...his cock throb...and his toxic gift pour into me. I tell you, it was rapture. We drifted together for a time. Later, I heard him getting cleaned up in the bathroom dress and leave...all the while I counted the individual drops of his charged seed trickle out of my wrecked distended pussy.

I had just turned 18 and had an itch to loss my virginity it kept me awake at night and hard all day something had to give and this is my story of how I got more than I bargained for. So let me tell you a little about myself 18, 140 pound with a 28 inch waist, very athletic I was very proud of my defined body, six pack ab’s net cropped black hair, my cock however was only average. Everything in my life changed when I left home for college and joined an internet hook up site. I had posted a couple of pictures of myself in particular my smooth bubble butt with the note virgin needs to lose his cherry. Well I got a lot of attention but this one guy got my attention he was 35 his pictures showed that he was fit, had an 8 inch cock and heavy balls, the thing which really stood out was he was hairless which made his cock and balls look so sexy. He message me quit simply “would be happy to take your cherry boi”. I messaged him back and he gave me his address and time to be round, damn I was nervous but messaged him back and said ok cu soon. I turned up on time and knocked on his door, soon it was opened and this hunk of a man stood there and invited me in. He was really nice and offer me a Vodka to calm my nerves I quickly drunk it down and started feeling really relaxed to the point where I could not move it must have been laced. The next thing I remember was finding myself blindfolded, gagged, naked unable to move I had been restrained to some kind of cross what was scary was I could hear that there where now three guys in the room, they started groping my body one of the guys said lets give him a shave the next thing I knew I could feel a set of clippers removing my underarm hair, they then removed all my pubic hair and hair on my legs, finally they wet shaved me from head to foot and oiled me all over.. Then I felt one of the guys slipped a cock ring in over my cock and balls, I thought I was going to burst, my cock had never been this hard, he’s nearly ready lets give him some lady T one of the guys then stretched out my arm and I felt the sharp scratch of a needle going into my vein, 30 seconds later I was flying and felt so horny. Right lets take this virgin hole he’s ready one of the guys said as they released me. I was then made to stand on a small platform and my feet where strapped down, I felt a hand on the small of my back gently bending me over my neck and arms where placed in groves and then the top part was lowered over and I heard the snap of a lock, I had be placed into stocks, now my legs where being moved part and upwards exposing my virgin cherry. My gag and blindfold were removed and I could see a tv screen in front of me showing my hairless body naked the cameras then focused in on my white glistening bubble butt, my pure virgin was exposed, pink and like a little rose bud. The three guys where all naked their heavy cocks all erect moved round to my head the first guy had a nice thick piece of cock with covered with a foreskin he pushed forward to my lips said open boy I opened my lips and he slowly pulled the skin back to relieve the head which had pre cum leaking out, I instinctively stuck out my tongue and I licked it up, it tasted so sweet as he pushed more of his cock down my throat I worked it all the way down using my tongue getting him really wet, this kid is a hell of a cocksucker he said as he pulled out, the other two guys (one a black guy who’s cock must have been nearly 10 inches) then took turns in fucking my throat the guy who I had messaged (Danny) said I’m first remember I’ll brake his hole and fill him with his first load. The guys all moved behind my and once again I could see my smooth white bubble butt and pink cherry on the screen in front, then one of the guys wrote on my back (virgin hole to be filled with POZ cum, I was so high that I didn’t take in the meaning, how stupid) with a small arrow pointing at my virgin hole. I was so drugged up and horny by now I said for fuck sake somebody fuck me, how dim! Danny moved behind me and lined up his cock on my tiny smooth pink hole and the next thing I felt was the head of his thick cock slick with pre cum pushing against my ring he thrust really hard but my cherry hole wasn’t giving in, at which point the black guy said I have an idea no lube just pure cum and set about swallowing my cock down to the root, dear god he was a fucking expert and in no time my sack tightened, my balls pulsed and sent a powerful load to the head of my cock, one of the guys had a camera focused on my balls and cock and you could clearly see my balls pushing the cum up my shaft at which point I exploded into the black guys mouth with the heaviest load I had ever delivered. The black guy with a mouth full of my cum then got behind me and deposited my sticky load on the crack of my butt, the cum made its way down to my hole where Danny’s cock was still pushing on my ring, suddenly the head of his cock covered in my cum had broken through, I screamed my hole was on fire as I looked at the screen I could see his cock covered in my cum slowly pushing into my hole. He told me to relax and breathe, as I did Danny pushed more of his thick hard cock into me, you like that don’t you boi he said as more cock stretched my hole finally I could feel his smooth balls my butt, “yes sir, I love it” then he said I’m in boys, fuck him hard Danny one of the guys said as he pulled back then pushed in deep again, the pain went and I could feel the head of his cock massaging my prostrate soon he was piston fucking my arse his balls where slapping my butt, damn I realised his cock was raw in my hole and shouted out condom, the guys all laughed No condom boi your going to be breed like the little cum dump you are, Danny’s positive and your going to get filled with is charged load you stupid boi, we are going to own you and whore you out as our personal cum dump. The warmth of Danny’s slick cock in my hole was sensational I had never in my short life felt so amazing at that moment I new I was meant to be a bottom slut. Danny moved position above me and I could feel his sweet dipping down my back as he started picking up the pace, he was now pulling all the way out and then slamming back to the hilt. It was an amazing sight seeing myself getting fucked on the screen this powerful cock filling my arse, after a short while my hole had dilated so much that he could push in easily, the feeling was sensational I was in pig heaven begging him to fuck me hard and harder at which point I could feel the head of his cock growing in my hole, all thoughts of his positive cock fucking me raw had gone out of my mind all I wanted was Danny to breed me with his cum. I’m going to cum Danny shouted as his balls contracted and pushed his charged seed to the head of his cock, he pulled all the back then deep pulling me back onto his cock as his helmet shot the first volley of poz cum deep inside my bowels I could feel his cock pulsing in my hole as more and more charged poz cum shot from his cock at the same point I shot another load from my cock, I was used and had never felt better. Wow that was so hot fuck Danny said as he slowly pulled out of my wrecked hole. I could then feel somebody writing on my back again the virgin had been crossed out and replaced with CUMDUMP it now read CUMDUMP to be filled with POZ cum “Please guys I need more” I said, damn you picked up a really slut the Latino guy said all I knew was that I needed to be fucked. Ok lets put him in the sling Danny said as I was released from the my restraints and the stocks Danny’s cum was leaking out of my wreaked hole down my leg. I was quickly lifted into the sling my legs and arms spread and I was once again totally vulnerable. The Latino who’s body was tanned, muscular sporting a cock which was hard and dripping pre-cum got down and started rimming my hole, oh my god I had gone to heaven the sensation was unreal after 5 minutes of pure pleasure at the end of his tongue the Black guy (who’s name was Carl) said Max fuck him I need some, with that Max pushed his cock to the entrance of my hole and slowly pushed in as he did his foreskin rolled back and his raw helmet stretched its way through my ring. Max was thicker than Danny but it felt so good soon he was all the way in and he started full stroke fucking me I was loving this he pulled out and said “lets make sure we knock him up good” he then shoved two fingers in my boi pussy and scratched the inner walls of my hole after a short time he pulled them out and I could see pink trails of blood mixed with Danny’s cum Max said he’ll get fully charged now as he slammed his hard dick back in balls deep with one powerful thrust, yeah poz that hole Carl shouted as Max was now fucking me so hard Max fucked my hole so hard I shot another load over my smooth body and face, once again I could feel a cock growing in my hole and then he flooded my hole with his cum his cock was twitching as his cum was going deep in my bowels. When he finally pulled out he stood over my head and pushed his cock which was covered in blood and cum down my throat. I was still horny and said “please help a boi out Carl” he didn’t need a second invitation. The guys got me out of the sling and set me up on all fours in front of the screen again, Danny said you need to watch as Carls brakes you in too with his club of a cock. Carl looked like a Nubian warrior as he got in front of me and pushed his cock down my throat until he was throat fucking me his big black balls slapping my chin. As soon as he pulled out he moved behind my little white bubble butt and moved it up and down my arse crack I could see this all on the screen it looked huge, I began to get a little scared as I felt his huge black cock pushing at my hole, wait said Danny gag him he’s going scream the place down, what was I thinking I screamed into the ball gag as Carl pushed his meat into my hole, it was so big, you like that big black cock in your hole don’t you boi Carl said, “only half way” Carl said and its going all the way as he pushed more in, it looked so big on the screen this heavy black meat slowly pushing into my shiny white butt the contrast was amazing, “that’s it boi take it” as his cock made its way deep, soon I could feel his cock banging against the inner ring of my hole, “hold him tight guys” Carl said as Danny and Max grabbed hold of my shoulders, last 3 inches boy as he grunted pulled back and then slammed his cock straight tarring through my inner ring his balls bottoming out, Carl proceeded to fuck me pulling all the way out and slamming back to the hilt. The other guys had both fucked me good but this was a different level, pain gave way to pleasure and the guys removed my gag as soon as it was out I started telling Carl to fuck me hard, breed me with your seed. This sent Carl into overdrive and he power fucked his huge ebony cock pulled all the way out of my pink hole and then slamming back in his balls smashing my balls, he fucked me hard for about ten minutes until his sack was no longer slamming my butt as it had grown hard and filled with his positive load, Danny had got the camera focused in of Carls sack and I could see his balls swelling and pushing cum up his monster cock, then he stopped “not yet” he said as he slowed down and pulled his meat right out of my hole. “bend him right over” Carl instructed Max as soon as my legs where over my head his cock was aimed at my gapping hole, Carl pushed in and his cock was soon given deeper his weight was power fucking me into the floor and sensation was incredible as I could feel his cock started to swell, no stopping this time as his cum pushed up his shaft and his cock exploded his toxic load past my inner ring deep in my bowels, I lost count of the number of times his black cock had shot is poisonous seed into my guts, all I could think was this is what I was meant to be in life to be fucked and filled by as many cocks as I could. When he finally pulled out, he grabbed my face and kissed me telling me what an amazing fuck I had been. Taking me to the dark side to cum, if you want?

I had a rare weekday off and decided to drive a little farther to a combo theater/arcade to see what trouble I could get in to. I hadn't been to any booths in a while and was really horny to take as many cocks as were willing in to my holes. I made sure I was cleaned out real good, slipped in to some cargo shorts and a tee, grabbed my lube and hopped in my car. On the way I tried to decide how I wanted to proceed once I got there. This place had an arcade on one side and a full sized theater on the other. I knew there would be action in the booths but there were only two with gloryholes, which I love. The booths were large, easily accommodating 4 or 5 guys so I thought some group action would be fun. The theater only showed straight porn, which was a bummer, but it was also a place I could walk around naked, which is a big turn on for me. There was a stage in front of the screen and I had always thought it would be hot to get fucked there. What to do? I walked in around 11 in the morning and decided to buy admission to both the theater and the arcade. The cashier was a real cute guy, no more than 20, who took my money and told me to have fun. I thought, I would definitely have fun if YOU were to come in with me. I smiled and said, "Here's to fun!" I went in to the theater first since it was still early in the day, before the lunch crowd. I walked in and it was so dark except for the movie on the screen that I couldn't see. I stood in the doorway for a minute and then nudged my way along the back wall, slowly letting my eyes adjust. I unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts and they fell to my ankles. I started stroking my cock as my eyes adjusted. I stepped out of my shorts and tweaked one of my nipples when I felt a hand on my ass. It had been too dark to see the guy standing there but he could see the show I had started. I reached over and felt his cock, already hard and dripping precum. I pulled my tee off so I was naked except for my shoes. I thought, what the hell, and kicked them off too. I dropped to my knees in front of the guy and smelled his musky cock, licking the precum, then taking him in my mouth, savoring the full length. He took my head in his hands and face fucked me. I still didn't know what he looked like or if there was anyone else in the theater. Finally, I stood up and my eyes had adjusted. I took his cock in my hand and jerked him alongside my cock. He was a white guy in his late 30's, average build, pretty hairy but with a shaved face. His cock was average, about six inches but had a nice mushroom head on it. I dropped back down on his cock and as I sucked him I found my pants and my bottle of lube. I greased my hole, first with one finger, then with two, easing them in and opening myself up. He finally unbuckled his pants and I pulled them down to his knees. I stood back up and started making out with him, sticking my tongue in his mouth, licking his neck, stroking his cock. He was now grabbing my ass and massaging it, taking a finger and playing with my hole. "I want you to fuck me," I said. "Do you have a condom?" "No. Do you?" I turned around and decided to let him take control. If he wanted a tight hole to drop his load in I was there. If he didn't want to fuck without a condom at least I might end up with his load on my ass. I grabbed his cock and stroked him, rubbing it on my ass. Soon, he slid his cock along my butt crack, getting it wet with lube. I put my hands on the theater seat in front of me and bent over for him. He rubbed his cock head on my hole. Almost there, I thought. He took his cock in his hand and pushed his mushroom head ever so slowly in to me. It felt awesome as he pushed past my sphincter. "Oh, fuck. We shouldn't be doing this," he said as he started sliding in and out of me. "Don't stop. You have a great cock for fucking." He grabbed my hips and pounded my hole, thrusting deep inside me. We were making that delicious slapping sound when an ass is really getting a good fuck. Then the door to the theater opened and another guy came in. I was worried my top was going to stop so I cried out, "Please keep fucking me. I need that bare dick in me. I want your load in my guts." Well, he kept going and the guy who had just arrived went to the back row of seats and stood in front of me. He pulled out a huge eight inch cock. "Suck him," said the guy who was fucking me. How could I say no? I looked up at him and saw a handsome Latino guy in his mid twenties. I didn't look long though because his cock was invading my mouth. Nice and long, not too thick. As I was getting spit roasted a couple more guys came in to the theater. I knew they couldn't see much yet but the top was pounding away and grunting so they must have known what was happening. The Latin kid took his shirt off as I sucked him and his pants were past his knees. I caressed his fine ass as I blew him and slipped a finger in his hole. The top cried out,"Fuck, I'm cumming." "Shoot it in me," I said. "Fuck yeah, breed his hole," said the Latin kid. I felt another hand on my ass as the top pushed deep inside me. Both his hands were now on my shoulders so I knew someone else had joined in. He grunted and held his cock in me as I felt hands on my butt. I sucked the Latin kid some more, then came up to see him looking at me. He bent over and kissed me. "Are you loaded up,?" he asked. "Yes." I said as I tried to catch my breath. The top pulled out of me and I felt fingers in my hole. A guy reached around and fed me cum from my ass. The Latin kid pulled his pants off so he was naked too and told me to follow him. "I think I have to go with him," I said to the top. He was buckling up anyway so he had gotten what he came for. I found my clothes on the floor and gave the top a kiss. "I hope you're clean," he said. "Clean as a whistle, honey." Then I laughed as I walked naked down the center aisle to the front of the theater where the Latin kid had gone. He was sitting in a chair in the front row, completely naked, stroking his cock. As I went down to the front three other guys followed and sat in the front row alongside the Latin kid. One was a black guy around forty and the other two were older white guys, probably in their mid fifties. I knelt in front of the Latin kid and went down on him, taking that full eight inches deep in my throat. I bobbed up and down and he slowly slid in his seat so I could suck on his balls too. They were a perfect match for his eight incher. They filled my mouth as I pulled on them. Then he slid down in his chair a little more and his legs went over the arm rests. He obviously wanted to get rimmed and when his perfectly puckered asshole was looking so pretty in the movie screen light I couldn't resist. I flicked my tongue on it and went to town, licking and sucking and listening to his moans. He was making out with the black guy as I rimmed him and had reached over to stroke his cock. I could see that he had a nice thick cock, probably seven inches. I decided I wanted that black cock in my mouth so I switched from the Latin kids ass to the black guys cock. It tasted so good. As I sucked the black guys cock the Latin kid came up behind me and whispered, "I know that ass is loaded with cum. It makes great lube and I want to fuck you." I lifted up off the black guys cock and said, "Go ahead." "Not on the floor, up here." Then he grabbed my hand, pulled me up and had me lay on the stage. It was only about three feet high so I laid on my back and my ass hung over the edge of the stage. "Show us that pussy," he said as the other three guys gathered around. I raised my ass in the air so they could all see my cummy hole. The Latin kid reached his arms under my legs and slid his cock along my ass crack. "I could use some help here guys," he said and I could feel someone's hand reach down and guide his cock head to my hole. He played with my hole for only a few seconds then pushed all the way in. Even though I had been fucked in the back of the theater his cock was much longer than the first guy's so it hurt a little as he thrust in. Thank god he wasn't all that thick. He had me on the edge of the stage piston fucking me, stretching my hole, getting me ready for any cock that might come my way. "You want a turn too?" he asked the black guy. "I think we all do." he said. The Latin kid pulled out and I flipped on to my stomach with my ass hanging over the stage. I knew the black guy went first because it was a thick cock. He pounded away, then pulled out, soon to be replaced by another cock. The Latin kid got on the stage in front of me and had me suck his cock while the three other guys tag teamed me. One after another they filled my hungry hole with their cocks. It became apparent that more guys had joined in as they used my pussy for their pleasure. The Latin kid turned around and had me eat his ass again and this turned on a couple of the guys because they soon shot their loads in my ass. The Latin kid somehow noticed I had been bred again and said, "I want to see that hole. Come up here and show me." I got on the stage and showed him my used pussy, dripping with sweat and cum. He slid his finger in to my hole, fucking me with one, then two and then three fingers. "You're such a cumwhore. Sit on my cock." He had laid on the stage with his boner pointing straight up and I stood up right in front of the screen and squatted on to his pole. I fucked myself with this huge cock as a crowd of guys watched. I looked over and saw a number of phones taping the action. I bent down and kissed the Latin kid, fucking myself with his cock the whole time. "I think we're being taped," I said. He just grunted and began fucking me hard and looking in to the crowd of guys. He made a thumbs up motion and a few guys laughed. "If anyone wants some of this action you're welcome to join," he said. "I'm sure this cumslut can take more cocks." With that one of the guys came on to the stage and shoved his cock in my mouth. "Not his mouth, dude. Put it in his ass next to mine." Holy shit, the guy pushed me down on the Latin kid then put his cock against my exposed cunt. He worked his cock in to my hole, working with the Latin kid to get them both in me at the same time. Pop! In he went. He held it for a minute then started pumping. The guys watching were cheering him on and the Latin kid began pumping in sync with him. They both were fucking me hard on the stage, filling my hole to the max. "Fuck, I'm cumming," He pumped hard and then the Latin kid cried out, "Fuck, me too!" They both came in me and held their cocks in me as they softened, not falling out until they couldn't stay in. The guy got off my back and the Latin kid told me to get up and lean over the stage, showing everyone my cummed up cunt. Guys kept taping as my gaping hole oozed cum from it. A couple guys fingered me and made me lick their fingers and a couple actually put their dicks in me and gave me a quick fuck but I was so opened up I could barely feel it. I really needed to give it a rest for a while and the Latin kid sensed it. "Okay boys. That's all my cumslut can take for now. But I'm sure he has enough cum in him to keep him lubed for a couple more hours. Check the arcade later if you're still here. I'll be whoring him out some more." He pulled me off the stage, grabbed our clothes and went to the back of the theater. "I'm going to keep your clothes until I take you to the arcade later," he said. "You got the lunch crowd now. You'll get the after work guys later." I smiled and sat there naked with my ass leaking cum on to the seat. "I can't wait."

pt. 1 is here "That's Aldo. He told me was Puerto Rican. We ended up dating a little after the movie was over." On screen,they traded blow jobs and then Aldo fucked him from behind. No condom, but lots of lubricant from somewhere. It was hot, but got monotonous after a few minutes. "This scene was short over the course of two hours because he kept losing his woody. But wait a few seconds. It was a close-up shot of Aldo's bare ass pumping vigorously into Houston. He was a vocal top and never stopped 'shit' and 'fuck'. "Right there! See how he pauses and squeezes his ass together? And then just keeps going? He'd already shot his load inside of me, but then a few minutes later, he claims he can't cum and is losing his boner. The director told him to take a break." Wow. I was having a hard time wrapping my brain around all of this. "Not many poz guys get the moment they were bugged on tape." "I do," Lloyd said quietly. "That's a homemade tape, and you knew what was happening at the time." Carl turned to me. "We don't share that one." I was stunned, silent. "Do we have to watch the rest of this? At least let me mute it." Lloyd pressed the remote and we all then sat and watched in silence for a few minutes. I was ready to explode with so many feelings and could not handle the quiet. I turned to Lloyd. "Do you have an HIV+ tattoo as well?" He looked at Carl "You showed him that picture?? Why?" "I just showed him the one on my belly. He said he liked all the pics, so I guess that means the tat one too." "Oh. OK. Yes, Matt. I went and got one as a surprise for Carl, but he doesn't like it." "It's just badly placed and they made it too big." "Can I see it?" I suppose it was time to get things going. Lloyd stood in the middle of the living room and peeled off his shirt. There it was. On the right side of his torso was a huge bio-hazard symbol onside a circle with some Latin words around it. It covered that entire part of his rib cage. I could do nothing but stare. "I designed it myself. It took all day, and there was supposed to be color added the next afternoon, but I couldn't handle any more pain." I guess he read too much in my stare because he took off his shoes, socks and pants as well. Oh God. I was in this now. His underwear bulge was big and odd looking. "Jesus, Lloyd. You gonna dance now?" Carl sounded very annoyed. "You gotta have music to dance...hold on." He went to the stereo and then there was gay bar music. Erasure was the group I think. "Wait. Matt hasn't seen my new tattoos yet." Carl then stripped completely nude. So weird to see a video take and the real thing at once. He was only about half hard but still very daunting. His eyes met mine for a second. I guess they both knew by now that I wasn't mad... just horny and willing. "Check it out" he said as he turned around to show me his backside. I saw the red kissing lips he had inked on his left butt cheek. It seemed kind of dumb, but whatever. "And this one." He lifted his foot in the air and held his right calf out so I could see the little tat of a scorpion. I got on my knees to get a better look. "You know what that signifies?" "You're a Scorpio?" He laughed. "I was born the day after Christmas. So I'm not a Scorpio." He turned around and I saw he was completely erect. Damn! It was a work of art. I guess Lloyd was feeling a little left out because he came up right behind me and stood. "Yeah, he's got a porn-perfect cock, but mine is like nothing you've ever seen." He was sure right about that. I turned around and there was this giant, potato-like dick that didn't seem to be possible. It was so pale and weird. I marveled and couldn't even really tell if he was cut or not. So odd. "Well. If you don't kiss it, my feelings will be hurt." I leaned over a kissed the underside of the head and reached one hand out to feel his nut sack. It was tight and wrinkly, and the texture was similar to the bottom of rain boot. "Lloyd! You can't make the poor guy try to take that. He's new and you'll make him suffer. BACK OFF!" Lloyd stepped away from my face and hand. Carl was the boss here, I guess. "Give him to me for a little. Hey, Matt....want to kiss the lip tattoo?" Yes. I crawled over and put my lips directly on the ink. I thought about how many times I'd heard the phrase 'kiss my ass' without ever picturing it as an actual activity. I smooched his butt cheek and reached around to his crotch with one hand. He was hard as slab of marble. "Move to my crack, OK?" I did. I inhaled the man musk and wasn't the least bit offended. I rubbed my nose up and down the crevice -- knowing my mouth on his hole. I had never imagined I'd like it as much as I did. It wasn't so much the smell or the taste that was appealing as much as it was servicing someone confident and in charge. "Oh damn, that's gonna get me off! I...damn!" I pulled away only because I wanted him to cum a different way. "I guess we're not in the doghouse anymore, Carl. He might even be into us." "Yeah...he's pretty horned up. I'm going to take him to my room now." "Can I join you...or at least watch?" Lloyd sounded like a kid begging his dad for a toy. "We'll see. Leave us in private for a little while. Come on, Matt. Let's go play around." I followed naked Carl to a dim room. The bed was neatly made and there was a cozy lamp already on next to it. This had all been planned. I was grinning on the inside. "Take your clothes off...let me get a look at what I've got here." I did. Quickly, giving away how eager I was. "Wow." he said as he rubbed my chest and shoulders. "You're skin is so smooth. Nice dick too. Turn around and let me see that ass. Oh FUCK! That's so cute and tiny. Shit!" He maneuvered me to the bed and lied me flat on my back. I suppose there was no going back now. He then climbed on top of me and his nude weight pushed me deeper down into the mattress. I felt his dick rub against mine as we kissed. If this was all there was to fucking, I'd still say I loved sex. I mean it. I didn't need anything more. But of course we had just started. "You've never been fucked before?" "I have once. My very first boyfriend fucked me when I was 21. It didn't feel all that great, but at least we used a condom. I thought I loved him." I couldn't believe that, with everything that was happening just then, I was talking about that jerk. "Did you use lube?" "Yeah. KY." "Oh, there's way better stuff now. What about poppers?" "No. I've heard about that. I know what it is." "We'll probably need some and I've got a new bottle ready to go if you need it." "Sorry I'm so clueless about everything, Carl." "Shh. I'm about to give you so many clues about so many things. Hold on." He got up off the bed and rifled through a dresser drawer. My eyes were shut, but when I felt his weight back on the bed I opened them. "Since you're not all that broken in yet, the easiest position for us will be where you're on your hands and knees. Yeah. Like that. Now pull your knees closer as close to the front as you can. Good." I felt vulnerable and exposed. And then he was rubbing some oily lotion around my butt hole. He was working his finger inside of me. "Does that hurt?" "No. It's not bad." "Goddamn, you are really tight. You need to be opened up all over again. Let me try two fingers..." Now that hurt a little. "Relax, baby. I need to get at least three fingers in there before we can do anything more." He shifted a little and produced a little brown bottle with the cap off. "Inhale through one nostril ...as deeply as you can. Good. One more. How you feelin' now?" My head lifted into the clouds as my body sank into a warm lake. I was relaxed at the same time I was keenly aware of my nerve endings. The nerve endings in my ass wanted him to never take those fingers away. My heart was beating in a faster and deeper like a disco song's bass line. I was aware that Carl was taking his own sniffs of that magic potion now. I kept my eyes closed because I was really digging the flashing dots showing themselves, encouraging me. I lifted my head again and asked him for a few more whiffs. "Okay...but how about just one for now. I've got four fingers in you already." Wow. At that second I would have taken five or six. I took more deep huff and everything I loved about the effects doubled. I almost cried when he slowly took his fingers out little by little. I was almost in mourning for that sensation when He poked the hot head of his big dick between my butt cheeks. I felt a little jolt of pain try to get my attention, but I willed it leave me alone. "Get ready. Take one more sniff, OK?" He let me have three inhales. That little hurt I'd felt was so far gone beneath of the sound of blood flowing past my eardrums. "Here we go." And then he drilled all the way inside of me. Shit! This pain was harder to fight back. It felt like his cock was three foot long and was hitting my neck from down there. I cried out a little, but he rescued me with the sacred bottle to smell. "Fuck, man....this is so fucking nice. Here -- can you hold the bottle. Take as much as you need." Oh, I sure did. The bed moved again as I felt Lloyd's hands on the side of my head. He was squatting down in front of me on the bed. How perfect! He pushed the head of that freakish penis up to my lips. The two of them didn't say a word to each other. I was just a pleasure object to these men and I loved that idea. Carl picked up the pace of his thrusting and was breathing heavily. It didn't occur to me at that moment that I had two HIV+ weapons plugged into me. It was just about the love my whole body was feeling. Every single cell. "Lloyd, Buddy, are you getting close?" "Almost, You?" "I'm gonna fucking shoot ....NOW!" He heaved and then was still like a statue. "Cum on his back." A few seconds later I felt heavy drops of Lloyd's hot semen puddle onto my spine. "Good job." Carl drug his fingers through it and scooped some onto his shaft that had partly pulled out out of me. He plowed back in and the mixture of their hot loads were pounded up inside of my ass. "Just keeping it all in the family," They both laughed. We collapsed in a pile and I my ass empty again. The slush of so much cum, sweat and probably blood was not comfortable. We were a trio of funky brothers sleeping in a post-lust pile. At some point, I had a cramp in my shoulder from sleeping in such a weird position. I needed the bathroom anyway, so I peeled myself away from the heap of men. The bathroom was neat and clean for something shared by two males. I had dried blood/goo on my backside, and I cleaned up with wet toilet paper. My butt was aching, but in an almost wonderful way. I stepped into the hall and Lloyd was right there to meet me. "Everything OK?" He was naked and still beautiful. "Yeah. My shoulder hurts and I think I'm going to crash on your couch if that's alright." "No problem. I can only get good sleep when I'm all alone in bed. I'll bring you some stuff." He came back with a pillow, blanket and a pair of cotton shorts. "In case you don't like to sleep nude. Want some socks?" "No. Thanks. This is all I need." I was suddenly very tired. "Let me get you all tucked-in, Matt." He fussed and made sure I was comfortable. This felt better. I watched his ass as he walked away. "Hold on." He came back with a glass of water and a bunch of antacid tablets. "In case you get stomach acid from the wine. Carl always does." "Thanks, man." He knelt right next to me with his face a few inches from mine. "I need to tell you something else." I got scared all of the sudden. More surprises? "You need to know that your pal Theresa helped us get you. She and Carl are friends from back during his drug days. They don't get along very well, but she obviously owed him big favors for something. Holy shit. I hope this was the last plot twist. "Are you mad?" "I feel like an idiot. I mean, I'm happy that this night happened, but I always confided in her and trusted her. She was my best friend -- 'was' being the key word." "That's between her and Carl. I didn't know it was a set-up until that night after you two left. Well, I'm going to go sleep in my own bed. We can all talk about it more in the morning. Carl gave us both the day off. Me and him, I mean." And then I was alone in the dark, the almost dark. We'd left the TV on and it was a blue 'menu' screen. I liked the light. I let sleep overtake me -- with no thoughts about the possible consequences of what I'd done earlier. There was plenty of time for that later. I slept better than I have in months. In the morning we all sat at the kitchen table in our half-dressed state. There was casual chatter mixed in with serious talk. We had so much to discuss because they'd both decided that they wanted me to come back and see if we could all have a repeat. I was more than agreeable. NOW It's still hard for me to believe that this all happened two decades ago. We are all still together and all doing fine. Gay marriage is legal now, but not for three men. Still, we consider ourselves all to be 'husband and husband and husband'. We live in a different house even though their old one meant so much to me. I never talked to Theresa again and I have no idea where she is now. I realized I will always be stupid enough to believe in love, but at least I'd found it.

When I top is is amazing when a pig lets his piss fly while I am pounding his ass. When I am getting fucked get me on my back and hit the right spot and I will soak both of us.

Had my share of flaking tops. Pretty annoying if you only have one date lined up and you have gone through a lengthy process to make sure you have a clean hole and then he doesn't show up (but with your address in his pocket...). Leaves you all horned up with a clean hole and nobody to enjoy it...But then again I am sure there are plenty of bottoms too who back off at the last minute, or give a fake address etc. So both do it. They probably get a kick out of it. Maybe just looking for confirmation they are "hot enough" to be picked? If you can't make it for some reason have the decency to let the other one know and try to reschedule if you're still up for it.

K, so, I recently moved in with my cuzin and her kid a couple weeks ago...since then...I've had to get my lazy ass up every morning, early as fuck, to take her to work and take little Jacob (aka Jacob Jr. or "JJ") to his dad's...long story short...JJ's dad's loaded me up a couple times...most recently, this morning lol....oh and did I mention JJ's dad has another gf lol. So, it all started last week on Tuesday...like usual I dropped off my cuzin at work and took JJ to his dads. Well, when I got to JJ's dads place JJ was asleep so I carried him into his dad's room and laid him on the bed...but of course as soon as I laid him down he kinda woke up and started crying...so I laid there for a minute to put him back to sleep (btw JJ is 4yo lol). Once he fell back to sleep I got up real slow and started to walk out of the room...that's when JJ's dad stood in the doorway with an obvious semi hard on lol and wouldn't let me pass. Nothing like creepy or anything just like kinda blocked the door way to where I kinda had to scoot past him in a way that he rubbed against me lol..... ok so a little back story on JJ's dad (aka Jacob Sr. or Jake)...when he was dating my cuzin I always thought he was so hot...ugh...but truly never thought he liked me cuz he would be an ass to me sometimes...like say stuff about being gay or making gay jokes...shit like that. So I figured he was pretty much straight...although, he did flash his cock to me one time when he was drunk as fuck lol...but so was I, so it was like whatever lol....besides my cuz saw him do it and she sorta laughingly scolded him...you know how that goes....ANYWAY.... so...once I got past him I still had to go get JJ's diaper bag and car seat from the car...so I did that and came back in...this time tho...when I got back in...Jake was pretty much fully hard as fuck lol (oh and yeah...he was high lol)....now...I'd like to say I was like OMG whats wrong with you lol...but come on lol.....so as I was putting the stuff down he asked if I wanted a hit (420) ...I was like fuck it sure...ended up taking a few more hits and got super fucking horny, like I usually do lol.........and like all of a sudden I got up all fast and said omg where's JJ...I went to the room real fast and he was still asleep (LOL I was so high and paranoid LOL)...anyway as I came back into the living room Jake was laying on the couch totally naked and hard as fuck...I sorta giggled and he said you want another hit...so I sat on the floor next to him and he started stroking his cock...omg I wanted it so bad...and without a word I knelt next to the couch, grabbed his cock and started sucking on it...ugh it tasted so good....after a little while he sat up and said come here and lifted me up off the floor....he spit on his hand...rubbed it on his cock...spit again on his hand and rubbed it on and in my hole...and he sat me down on his cock...omg fuck....finally when I was all the way down I started riding it up and down real slow...hearing him moan was soo hot.....so after a few minutes of that he told me to get up and he had me kneel on the couch with my chest against the back of the couch and then fucked me so fucking hard omg damn...like seriously his balls were slapping against my ass so hard....and after about 10min or so he grunted so loud and pushed in me as deep as he could and busted his nut deep in my hole mmmm fuckin omg it felt soo good.... sadly...hes one of those kinda guys that are like ok you need to leave now lol....but whatever...I got what I wanted and so did he....AND...he's had it a few more times since the first time lol...this morning being the last time ....cant wait till his next load mmmm hehe

According to the diary I kept this year...(these are all approximate, but probably accurate within 3-5) 37 - Loads swallowed (there were more cocks that I sucked without getting their loads at bathhouses and such) 20ish - Loads given down a throat (there were more that sucked me that I didn't spray in) 115 - Loads given in a raw hole (but there were way more holes I fucked at bathhouses and such that I didn't unload in)

Christian and Jacob Slader from Slurpin Jizz 3 Damn i actually felt sorry for Christian in this scene

Outstanding explanation of enjoying being the BEST example of a gifted BOTTOM. You really know your body, mind connection with your partner/s. Thanks for sharing.

Ever since I found the ultimatly sheer joy of P-spot orgasms, which by the way are a hundred times better than conventional ejaculatory orgasms, I've been training myself to cum purely by penetration alone. By myself, I usually use prostate stimulators, thick dildoes, and a Tens e-stim buttplug to cum. Its gotten to the point where normal jack-off masturbation is not as satisfying. While getting fucked, I totally concentrate on the sensations of the top plowing me balls deep in me. I'm usually flaccid or semi-hard and hate it when the top tries to suck me off or jack me off. Primarily, I don't want to to early or I lose the fuck feeling. I rather cum hands-free with a Top's thick cock rubbing up on my P-Spot while I shudder from the waves of ecstasy washing over me. Most times, I will be all wet with pre-cum leakimg out and, sometimes, jizz slowly leaking and throbbing out of my dick. Bottom line, its not about my dick cumming, its all about how goodmit feels having a nice, thick, power top tear into me all night long.

The last day of the year I went to my favorite Adult book store. It’s above a gay bar. I went down there to take a break and saw about six guys from Tennessee singing karaoke. They were in their early 40’s and in tight shorts and tank tops. One guy was hot. I kept staring at him. I moved upstairs to cruise cock. I noticed the guy from downstairs. He came inside the booth next to me and proceeded to shove his cock in the hole. It was pierced! I never had a raw pierced cock in me. I could feel the pierce start digging me out and pull my ass out. It was fucking hot! My ass was lubed and he slammed it in with a stead rhythm. The sound of wood creaking slowly and steady. I was in heaven. He came in my ass and pulled out. I was shacking and now hooked on pierced PA cock. Ive been such a slut since on Prep 4 years. I’ve ruined my hole and it’s been fucked too much that it’s a pussy and not asshole anymore. Cant seem to get enough raw cock. Too bad guys seem to pass me since my home is loose.

I do some very limited trimming to keep it from becoming completely unkempt, but I've found that having a fire bush works to my advantage - especially with older guys - so I keep it. I also find it quite relaxing to run my fingers through my pubes if I'm just laying in bed or watching TV. And I guess the final reason I keep my bush is because suddenly changing my grooming habits is likely to raise questions with my s.o.

New Years Day: After I got home from a friends party, I was cruising the apps while I wound down from the booze and pot I had. This faceless profile on scruff hits me up and I look at the profile, versatile, asian, safe yada yada but I say hi. I was clearly feeling horny, because without seeing his face, I give him my address. He speaks in broken english on the app, and keeps saying he's on the way and an eta that doesn't change in 20 minutes LOL. He had suggested he wanted to fuck me and made a point to say he was negative. Anyway, he finally shows up at my place and when he walks in his pants are partly down, he clearly is in the same boat as me smells like pot, and a little tipsy. Can barely get his coat and sweater off, even though his cock is out. I get on my knees and suck his uncut cock, and it doesn't take long before he is rock hard. He grabs my poppers and snorts some then forces me to snort and it is kind of hot. This guy is not my normal type at all, but I want his load. I suck him a good 20 minutes and he has a little precum out and he starts acting like he just came. Shaking, moaning, and collapsing on the sofa. Well that was a letdown. He starts asking me if I was ok, and I told him yeah, he reaches for my cock and compliments me. He asks if I had cum and I tell him I hadn't. He sits there and makes small talk a minute, then says that he wants to cum again. Interesting... he's rubbing his cock and I reach for it to find its hard. He reaches for my ass and sticks a finger in my hole, asking if he can fuck it. I bend over, and he makes a point to say he's neg, and ask for lube. As he's asking for lube he's pushing in. Of course I had lubed up before he got here so there was no issue with him pushing in. He pounds me about 5 minutes, starts shaking, and pulls out. I can tell he came. This is one of the largest loads I've taken in ages. There is NO way when he "came" earlier that he shot. It was all in my ass, and it felt good. I kicked him out happy to know that I had popped my 2018 cherry

I said to him, "Imagine if she would take both of us at the same time, dude." He laughed at me and smiled, "Hahaha. Oh my God, that's crazy, bro. That would be cool." So he was up for it. So I said, "Why don't you ask her if she wants to join you in your friend's room after you've finished working, just for a few drinks". By "your friend" I meant me, obviously. He liked the sound of that. I gave him my number, and finally learned that his name is Amr. I went back to my room and about 2 hours later had a text from Amr (and I'm sorry for the grammar, but it's because English isn't his first language) which read: "Yas may brather, she is camming to your room with me. You have alcahol, is good may brather. I camming in 20 minute." And he was true to his word....20 minutes later they were both in my room and we were drinking and talking, having a pretty nice time. She said her name was Leanne. I made sure she was plied with enough alcohol before I really moved things on in the right direction: "Amr really likes you," I said and laughed to Leanne. "Oh do you now?" she said to him. "Yes, I like very much" he said. Leanne then put her head back and laughed, perhaps finding the whole situation ridiculous. I was determined. I put one hand on one of her knees and planted a very gentle kiss on her cheek. Before I knew it, I had my tongue down her throat and was feeling her tits. My young, beautiful Arab friend was also kissing her. She was sitting in between the two of us on the large double bed, taking it in turns to kiss us. Next thing I know, the three of us are completely naked. I am fixated on Amr's cock. It is just so beautiful. It is very thick, MASSIVE and cut (obviously, being an Arab muslim). As Leanne sucks and deepthroats Amr's gorgeous cock, I wish that I could join her in doing so. I seriously consider just kneeling down beside her and joining her in taking that amazing cock in my mouth. But I did not dare. I didn't want to risk being physically assaulted by Amr if he didn't want anything "gay" to happen ....or even shock Leanne by doing something like that without her even knowing I'm bisexual. LOL. But to everyone reading this, honestly, Amr's cock was just so beautiful...even I, as a strict top who NEVER ever bottoms, would have allowed him to destroy my ass with that beautiful cock....not only would I have allowed it, I wanted it and would have loved for that to have happened. I then stand and watch Amr eating Leanne's pussy. I wank my cock as I admire his skills in eating pussy and also appreciate his beauty. I thought to myself, "He is the most beautiful boy in the whole of Egypt". I almost said it out loud. I stare at and admire not only his lovely cock, but his ass and lovely slim body, too. I thought to myself, "If only Leanne wasn't here and I could fuck him" LOL. I go to my travel bag and get two condoms out. I put on one myself and give one to Amr. Lucky they are LARGE size for Amr's monster cock lol. Amr slips his cock into Leanne's pussy, in the missionary position, and I ram my cock down Leanne's throat. She sucks so nicely, and her deepthroating skills are like I've never experienced before from any guy or girl.

I feel compelled to write the following because i love this site and the Chem Sex fiction forum A LOT! I am pretty sure you would have to click on these words Chem Sex Fiction in order to access these stories. Perhaps if one doesn't understand the meaning of the word fiction, then every story to you could either be real or made up. But the meaning of fiction is prose describing imaginary events and peoples. If one derives moral, conservative, or main stream guidance from fiction (of any kind, except for Yoda), then i am afraid for you. So bottom line i like the idea of being told what to do in a sex scene. I like fiction stories that explore the bottom losing command of himself so an experience is allowed to unfold. So who's the bad guy in all of this? No one. Judge yourself first, criticize yourself only, believe in what you say. <soapbox kicked out from under me--QED>

Met up with a new guy for our first fuck. Had told him I was comfortable with breeding but not on the first meetup. He fucked me missionary for a while with a condom and kept telling me how wet and tight my pussy was. He flipped me on my stomach and really forced me down into the bed and with my face muffled in the bed I couldn’t see or hear. He fucked me for a while with building intensity and it felt fucking amazing and before long I felt this hot warm liquid ooze inside me. I must have let out the loudest moan when I realised he’d stealthed me. He pulled my jocks back over the cum now dripping out of me. Reached around and pushed the used Condon into my mouth then whispered I’m my ear that I needed to be out in 2 minutes. I rushed out and whilst sitting on the train home my cum soaked jocks under my shorts I received this pic from him. One of the hottest breeds I’ve ever had.

Poppers vary depending on which country they are sold. In the UK you used to be able to buy butyl nitrite poppers, they had a good rush, but a few years ago they were banned. Since then isopropyl nitrite is sold as poppers in the UK and it is pretty hopeless. Recently some supplier are selling pentyl nitrite, but they don't seem too strong. Amyl Nitrite, the original poppers, cannot be sold in the UK and apparently have a rush similar to butyl nitrite. Some guys use mail order personal import to get around the rules. I understand there are similar but different rules in the USA. Keeping them cool and in a dark place slows down the process of going stale, but after they've been kept in a fridge /freezer let the sealed bottle warm to room temperature before opening otherwise condensation will get water in the mix and accelerate the degradation.

For the last year, I hadn't had anal sex once, I just couldn't get my hole to open up anymore. I would tease guys online get off on the idea of getting fucked (especially raw) but never follow through. I'm 22 years old, Greek 170 cm tall, 83kg, brown hair hazel eyes and quite hairy. I'm not what one calls perfection, but you wouldn't kick me out of bed either. I used to love to get fucked, but something had been holding me back, stopping me from opening my hole. Of course, online I did find perfection. One sexy dominant daddy who's profile caught my eye. He was into it all, bondage, dildos, rape scenes. He was 39 years old, a fucking spunk, perfect body, abs and a killer cocky smile, just below his intriguing black eyes. My cock was intrigued, even though my head was saying no. He talked about owning me, having me submit fully to him. I told him my fantasies of being used hard and raped, and he said would do much more than that. Fuck he could talk hot! We talked and talked for weeks, I, however, always bailed just before a meeting, but Daddy was persistent, constantly suggesting we get together, that I stay the night, just hanging out. I fully intended to bail one more time, but I had run out of excuses. The guy was hot, and wasn't forcing me to do anything more than talk. So I hopped in the car and drove to his place. The first thing I noticed was that his photos on his profile didn't do him justice. For a 39 year old, he looked much younger and much fitter than most. I also noticed his house was dark and empty. Just a few candles flickered around. Nice mood lighting, I thought. And of course, his leather cap and boots. My cock twitched at his sexy attire. Fuck he was such a catch. He was very kind and sweet, a lot different then I expected for a daddy dom. He motioned to the front door, showing that the key was attached there, so I could leave whenever I wanted. He also showed me his driver's license, confirming his identity. He talked of safe words: green for good, yellow for slow down and red for stop. I was intrigued. We went to sit on the living room couch. This man was gentle, but he was talking about using me hard and rough. I was thrown, I was about to go up and leave, but as I went to leave, he turned to me and demanded "Pants off, if I like your ass your mine." I thought 'What was the harm? This Adonis would never want an average joe like me.' Dropping my pants, exposing my tight tight hole, Daddy got up of the couch, and came to inspect. He just started lightly patting it, and just said, "You're my boy now." I felt a little bit shocked that he wanted me, so I decided to stay a little longer. He motioned to the table in front of us. On it was a lighter and a glass pipe with some white powder in the bowl. I began to tell him that I wasn't into drugs, but he just lit the glass pipe, brought it to my lips and demanded "Breath in." This man had me in his trance, his sexy dominance just made me breath in the smoke. Immediately I felt euphoric, and as my sexy Daddy also took a toke, he grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom. Inside his bedroom was more of a dungeon than a place of rest. I started to feel a lot more horny, and a lot more awake. And I began to wonder what had I gotten myself into? Daddy wasted no time throwing my ass down into the bed, stripping me head to toe, chaining me from one side of the bed to the other, ass-up. I started to protest, but as he paddled my ass, my protests went unanswered. As my sexy Daddy stripped, he realeased from his body one delicious cut cock with a massive prince albert at the top. "Now Boy, first, I need to let you know, I'm poz, and secondly, this PA will make a mess of your hole. Just letting you know." At this point my fears turned into lust, as my hole basically seemed on fire. A little lube and his cock against my hole. I was resolved to getting fucked, but Daddy had other plans first. He walked to his drawer and pulled out three packages. One was Anal Relaxation Cream, which he smeared on my hole to numb the pain of the upcoming intrusion. Unfortunately, the intrusion for which he was preparing me wasn't (at least yet), a large PA belonging to a beautiful cock, but instead a massive twelve inch long, black eight in circumference wide dildo, which, with no particular warning, he shoved it in. I was in heaven. My hole was torn open. I'm sure I was bleeding a little, but I couldn't fucking care. I was in ecstasy. My hole on fire, my innards being brutalized. My cock sprang to life (well as much life as crystal meth allows). Daddy asked me, 'what colour are you son?" My response? "Fucking green daddy, fucking green, fuck me harder." At this point out came the third package, a nice fat butt plug, probably around twelve inches in circumference. I winced, but just held my ass up ready for the assault. To my surprise it popped in rather easily, and, when it settled into position, the sensation was amazing. I was so fucking horny. I kept moving my ass up and down trying to push the butt plug further in. At this point Daddy restrained me in a chair, and we proceeded to talk about my reservations with anal sex. He also peppered the conversation with numerous hot stories of days when he was a sub, which drove me wild. As he went to remove the butt plug, he asked, "So my cock - you know the score. What do you want, Boy?" I just lifted my hole up into the air and said "fucking green Daddy, go for it."

The initiators I returned a good month after my first initiation. There was only two of us left. The other guy introduced himself as Ray. We had undergone further testing upstairs and now were waiting the arrival of the owner of the fuck club to inform us what further was required before we could become fully fledged members. He entered as before dressed in leathers but without the batons. Ray ill-advisedly interrupted him by expressing concern of how ill he had been over the last couple of weeks. Maybe the lack of batons encouraged him to speak up? “Don't be so negative”, he replied, we've got the results of the tests, they are all excellent, otherwise we wouldn't invite you to take part in this the second and last part of your introduction to our exclusive club. The tests are all very positive, you have nothing to worry about.” “Let me be frank with you. I didn't reveal to you the entirety of the second rule of the club. For these next two weeks, it doesn't matter whether you are largely or a complete bottom, you are going to do nothing but top the new initiates. I want you to act in the same way as those who initiated you into our club. Succeed in this and you will be formally welcomed into the club.” The owner proceeded to show us to our cells so we could begin our roles as initiators. We were shown how the lighting system worked and the summons button to inform staff we were ready or finished with our initiate. We were warned not to fraternise with the members who were attending and on no account to do anything other than breed the new entrants. I was given the same cell to use as the one Adam had violated me for two weeks. “I've got a treat in store for you. The first person you are going to initiate is a bareback virgin. Have fun! Remember have no mercy on him, do not use lube or any other kind of lubricant or poppers to facilitate his inauguration. He must feel it raw! And of course never forget to say to them when you have come 'Welcome to the club!'” I stripped naked, prepared the lights and heard the buzz of excitement from the onlookers, more than when I'd been initiated, I think the word had got out about this newbie. I then pushed the bell to summon this initiate into my cell. Quite a young man was brought in by two of the leather-clad heavies. They chained his wrists to the manacles and positioned him so that I would have easy access to him. Then it was all over to me, my first time as initiator. I forced my semi-erect penis into his mouth and ordered him to suck it hard, He duly obliged. When I was rock hard I went over to his exposed hole and pushed my erect dick straight up his unprotected hole. He screamed in agony as I pushed my cock into him, begging me to stop. But I had my orders and pushed all my cock firmly into his arse. He screamed and writhed as I plunged into him, he was clearly in a lot of pain. I then realised that I was starting to get lubrication in my strokes because he was obviously bleeding from my onslaught. He continued to yell in pain as I thrust in and out, but I remorselessly continued to take him. The effect of fucking a bareback virgin and the feelings from doing this for the first time became too much for me and my cock started to pulse as I pumped loads of sperm inside his virgin hole. As I withdrew saying “Welcome to the club!”, I noticed the somewhat initially dry conditions had had an impact on my own cock, the area around the foreskin had torn, I too was bleeding after this first fuck. I turned on the lights to reveal the hungry hordes ready to take their turns in filling him with further loads and I signified that I'd finished my task for that evening with a push of the summons bell that brought his heavies to escort me back to the owner. He seemed very pleased with my first shot at being an initiator and wandered if I continued this well whether I would end up one of his favoured initiators. I continued my assault on his man pussy night after night for the first week before Ray and I had to swap partners for the second week of my stint as initiator. I thought I'd have the same success with this other guy, much older than the other. But he wasn't as sensitive as the first guy and didn't respond to my forceful thrusts. Indeed he started to mock me for my efforts, this really put me off my stride. In the end I found myself going limp and failing to seed him as I should. I knew I was in trouble. Two heavies practically dragged me into the office. “And to think I thought you could be one of the best! You are pathetic! I'm giving you an ultimatum if you can't convince me this evening that you're up to it, you're out! You may use any of the implements on the table to facilitate you fucking me hard and if I don't feel you're doing so to the level we expect at the fuck club then you're out tonight! Now I going to have you thrashed as punishment for your failure!” The two heavies got out their cat-o-nine tails from the table. I gazed upon it, seeing what seemed to be an array of horrendous medieval torture implements: chains, paddles, whips, and an assortment of dildos with knobs and metal studs. All inspired fear rather than pleasure in me, I felt my future membership with the fuck club was about to be terminated. It was then I saw the opportunity to turn my fate around as I spotted something on the chair next to this array of vicious looking items. I saw an opportunity to take revenge on the owner who had cruelly treated me on my first meeting with him. I shouted out in the most authoritarian voice I could muster to the two heavies “Stop! Put down your whips, I'm the initiator here, you are to follow my instructions, not his. I'm to fuck him raw, he's to do exactly what I tell him and you are going to help me achieve this.” “First, you are to tie his wrists and ankles to the manacles and then chain his collar up too!” They did so. “Now you are to thrash him until he stops speaking unless instructed to do so by me.” They both violently swatted his arse with their whips. He managed to avoid crying out with pain. Whilst they did so I grabbed the item on the chair that had inspired my renewed confidence. It was his baton he had used on me that first day of my initiation. As they ceased his flogging, I took over. I took his baton and swung it between his wide open legs giving him the same treatment I'd received. His cock and balls would hurt for some time to come. Now for the moment that I believed would secure my future in the club. The baton was about three feet long and tapered at one end. I took this baton and inserted the tapered end right up his arse, then I pushed and pushed and pushed it inside him. Not just 5-6 inches, but as far as I could manage until at least a foot of baton was firmly rammed up. Then I firmly pushed this baton in and out of his hole, ravishing him with the cruel instrument of torture he used on us before. He was going to suffer as we had and this was going to make him admit to my continued membership of the club! I was impressed by how little he complained or cried out, but I could see the tears welling in his eyes that it was having the effect on him I'd hoped for. My cock had grown fully erect and I thrust my swollen member into his now raw hole. I pushed in hard to maintain the pressure on his violated arse. Again and again I forced my cock right up him. I noticed he was flinching with pain from these thrusts. This became too much for me and I felt my balls pulse as wave after wave of jizz spunked inside his wrecked hole. “I knew you had it in you!” he finally spoke. “Do the same with the other novice tomorrow and for the rest of this week and you're in. Maybe if you continue in this vain, I might be able to convince you to become one of our regular initiators?” The next evening I took charge in my cell. I got the heavies to chain the guy up properly and let him gaze upon the tray of frightening implements. I then said to him “You are never to mock me again! By the end of this initiation you are going to scream more loudly than you heard from the other novice last week. First you are going to be thrashed for your insolence yesterday!” I took one of the paddles and struck him repeatedly until red weals showed up on his bum. Then I took the same baton as I'd used yesterday on the boss to inflict similar damage on this reprobate novice. This time, however, I didn't stop with just one foot of baton inside him, but persisted in ramming it as hard as I could until almost half the baton was inside. He screamed in agony at this point. I had succeeded in my aim. I ordered him to suck me hard and then I proceeded to fuck him up his painfully stretched arse. With every stroke I could see him agonize over my thrusting. I just continued ramming myself harder and harder into him until the first stirrings of ejaculation into his sorely violated guts. I pulled out towards the end to spray my last jets of spunk over his badly thrashed buttocks! This continued for the rest of the week until he. like I had been a month before, was in a state of exhausted weakness, feeling somewhat unwell. I felt confident my time as an initiator would confirm my place in the fuck club. Indeed that last evening Ray and I were invited into the office. “Well done!”, he said, “You have both done well and have succeeded in your passing your initiation. You are now able to attend the club any night of the week without further restrictions. The first two weeks of the month are for members only, the last half of the month are for initiating new recruits. You are welcome to attend these sessions, but again there are no further requirements for you to do so.” “But you said there were three rules to the fuck club and we've only been told two of them.” He clearly still remembered his beating when he made an incorrect statement about the third rule previously. “Right, you are!” said the club owner. The third rule is this: “Only people who are HIV negative are allowed to apply to become initiates to the club. That's why everyone is tested before they can be admitted. “That's sensible!” Ray replied. “But everyone who becomes a full member of the club is able to freely bareback one another because they must all be HIV positive. Welcome to the club!”

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

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

Problem is, and everyone needs to know this, if you're career demands that you travel abroad, you cannot get arrested. Public parks and bathrooms are the best, and Squirt proves it. But it takes one cop. and one arrest, and you lose your passport. I am not kidding. To anyone who don't need a passport, you lucky fuckers go fuck, for the rest of us, the risk is too high.

When I get fucked, I like to have a quick taste of the seed in my ass. Then I let my body absorb the rest. I'm pretty good at keeping it in for a long while.

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty-Seven I watched Dad back up, giving the cameraman room to get in front of me to get more of my gang bang on film. I watched him slowly stroke his cock about six feet away. The hard cock inside me continued to pounded my sloppy hole, which was making a lot of noise as he pulled and pushed in and out of it. I could feel cum running down my balls, and I was sure that it was dripping off. “We need a clean up” someone said. “On it” Garrett responded. The man up my hole slid all the way in, as I felt a tongue running up my hard cock heading towards my balls. It licked all around my ball sac, cleaning it of the poz cum that had leaked out my hole. Once my balls were clean, he moved towards my hole. I felt his tongue lick around my puffy hole. I knew he was hitting the cock inside of me because the man was moaning. “Pull out just a bit, wanna lick that shaft too.” The man slowly pulled back, until just his head was inside me. Garrett’s tongue hit my hole Some as he lick the man's cock shaft. “All clean, now fuck that pussy, it's time for the full blown members to get at that hole” The man rammed his cock into my hole. Pumping me hard and deep with each thrust. His fingernails were digging into my hips as is cock slammed my hole. Dad was still stroking his cock, but was not watching me get fucked. He was staring at the camera man’s ass who was slightly bent over in front of me capturing the cock in my hole. The man slammed in, grunting as his cock pulsed in my hole adding his cum to the loads in me. He pulled out and someone pushed in. “Gonna fuck the first AIDS load of the night in you” It was Garrett, he had his uncut cock deep in me. He reached up and pulled my hair, forcing my head back. I was struggling to keep my eyes on Dad. The camera man had moved in even closer, his cock was stabbing me in the throat, just under my chin. His lower abs and crotch was in my face, just slightly away from touching me. His arms were stretched over my back camera in hand filming Garrett’s AIDS cock fucking my hole. I saw two hands grab his hips, holding him. Then he thrust forward pushing his cock into my throat. Someone had slid their cock into his hole and was fucking him. “Fuck him Drew” Garrett said. Dad was fucking the camera man, who was struggling to keep his camera focused on my ass and keeping his balance. His cock was leaking pre-cum on my throat. “Deposit an AIDS load in my son’s ass” Dad said to Garrett. “He's about to get it, gonna slick it up for the next AIDS babies to come” He started to pull out and slammed back in, driving his cock deep in me. His balls slapped against me with every thrust in. I worked my hole the best I could around his cock. He was growling loudly. “Give me that deadly AIDS load!” I yelled. “Here it comes” Garrett said slamming his cock deep in me. I pushed back into his body, squeezing my hole around his pulsing cock. “Milk it pussy boy” Garrett said “Got another AIDS load for you boy” someone said behind me “Gonna add my death too” another man said Garrett pulled out and immediately another cock slid into my hole, balls deep with one thrust. “Is that an AIDS cock” I asked “Fuck yeah, gonna fuck you hard and rough with my death stick” The man grabbed my hips and started to punch fuck me, pulling his cock all the way out and driving it all the way back in. I pushed my hole out, opening it up to the hard thrusts. “Look at the cum flow out that pussy” someone yelled. “That cameraman is getting covered in cum,” another man said. “His mouth is open and feeding on it.” The man fucking my hole was grunting hard as he rammed his cock in. He slapped my ass as he pushed in me deep. I could feel the bench move forward with his thrusts. “Someone keep him from moving forward.” Garrett and another man moved and stood at my shoulders. Each one’s hip was pressing against my shoulder holding me as I was fucked hard. The camera man pulled off Dad’s hard cock and moved in to get this deadly fuck on video. “Use that pussy hard Gene” someone said “Gonna shoot soon, can't hold it anymore” Gene said, panting hard. He rammed in balls deep and began shooting is load in my hole. “Giving you AIDS fucker!” He shook as he shot is load. He slowly pulled out. Leaving my hole empty. He moved around to my head, that's when I saw him. He was so skinny. His checks on his face sunk inwards, his body was completely devoid of any fat. His eyes looked empty, as if death had already set in, they were dark, almost jet black in color. I think he was close to death physically. As another cock slid into my hole, he rubbed my head. “Thank you boy, it was good to past on my death before death takes me” I just smiled and grunted as my hole was being fucked. I lost sight of Dad, maybe he was back in line to fuck me again. I knew I had to get a load from each man, but wasn't sure if once they all shot in me, if they could fuck me again. A new cock slid into my hole. My leg and arm muscles were getting sore from being in the same position and that ache was more than my hole. I had lost track of the cocks that had been up my hole. I didn't know how long I had been on the fuck bench. I did know the camera men had switched out memory cards a couple of times during the fucking. I would have given anything to be able to see what was happening behind me, if the men were just jacking their cocks waiting for their turn, or if they were sucking and fucking one another, but saving their loads for my hole.

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty Six I felt a cock head push against my hole. The men around cheered as it pushed my hole open and popped inside. I felt the head move in deeper, as my hole slide down the shaft of the hard cock. The shaft plunged into my hole until the I could feel the man pressed up against my ass. He slowly pulled out until the head of his cock was pulling at the inside of my hole. He paused then slowly pushed back in. He continued to slowly move his cock in and out of my hole. “Stop fucking teasing him and your cock, fuck him. We want his hole” someone said impatiently. The man laughed and then drove his cock into my hole hard. He grabbed my hips and then started to fuck my hole. He was fucking me hard and fast. His balls were hitting my ass as he pounded his cock in me. His cock was getting harder as he pumped my hole. He drove all the way in and then pressed against me. I could feel his cock twitch inside. I was getting my first load of poz cum, the first of thirty loads. I moaned but it was muffled by my Dad’s jock in my mouth. I sucked on it, tasting his sweat and piss as the cock in me pulled out. It was quickly replaced by another one. This one slammed into my hole with a brute force. I grunted as he got all the way in. This man was in a hurry, he grabbed my hips and started to quickly fuck my ass. I could hear him groaning and already breathing heavily, he wasn't going to last long, which was a disappointment, but I still had twenty eight more cocks to go. He pounded my hole with short strokes until he slammed in and shot his load. “Quick trigger tonight Jason” “Been holding that in for a couple of weeks” He pulled out of me, but I wasn't empty long. A new cock slid into my hole filling me up. This one was thicker then the first two. It hit the back of my hole quickly. I could feel the muscles of my hole stretching open. There was no pain just pleasure. He pulled out and plunged back in, driving deep, until his balls pressed against my ass. “His cock is going to stretch him so open we won't feel his lips” someone said jokingly. Everyone laughed. One of the camera men moved in front of my face. His jock’s pouch, which was stretched beyond capacity was just inches from my face. I could smell his musk. I fought the urge to spit my Dad’s jock out and run my tongue all over it. He moved in closer as he held the camera over head. His pouch was now lightly rubbing against my nose. The temptation was killing me. His musk was stronger, it was more intoxicating than poppers. The cock in my hole was pounding me at a steady rhythm. I could feel it rubbing against my hole, balls hitting my ass. The pouch in front of me moved more until it was pressing against my face hard. I slowly inhaled the musk. Between the cock in my hole and the musk in my lungs my own cock was fighting against its cage. The pain was nothing compared to the pleasure of the cock in my hole. The camera man began to move his hips, causing his jock as well as his cock and balls hidden behind them to rub against my face. “Tease the boy” my Dad said to the camera man, “take it out and rub it against his face, leave some cock slime” The camera man pulled his pouch away from my face as the cock in me pushed all the way in and stayed there. I think the top was watching the camera man, who had grabbed his jock and pulled it aside. His cock flopped out, bringing his balls with it. His cock hit me right between the eyes. The cock inside me began to pump me again, driving in and out. I could feel the pre-cum leaking on my face from the camera man’s hard cock. “Look at that cum leaking out already from his hole” someone said from behind me. “Dude below has the best view” The man fucking me was pumping his cock harder and harder. It wasn't long until he pushed all the way in and added his load to the ones already there. He groaned as his cock twitched. The camera man leaned in, pressing his balls against my lips and Dad’s jock. I sniffed deep, bringing his musk deep into my lungs. The man in me pumped a couple of times, mixing the loads in my ass and pulled out. I wasn't empty long as another cock slid into my hole balls deep. I could feel his crotch hair pressing against my ass, tickling me. I moved my head to my right causing the cameraman’s cock to run across my face leaving a cock slime trail. I could just see another camera man standing close by. His jock was gone and someone was down sucking his cock. I could not see his cock, only the head moving back and forth along the shaft. The man fucking me was moaning loudly. He was steadily pumping his cock in and out of my hole. It felt as if it was an uncut cock and I wondered if it was Garrett, but didn't know. I could feel the skin move as he pumped in and out. My cock was pushing hard against its confinement, as my mind thought about all the poz loads in me, as well as the ones that were about to be. I wondered if there was more than just the three full blown AIDS loads that will be in my hole. The man in me started to pump his cock in and out harder. He didn't last long and drove his cock deep into my hole, adding his load. He pulled out leaving my hole open and empty. “You ready for Daddy’s big hard cock, son” I muffed out a yes! “Show me boy, open that boy pussy for Daddy” I made my hole open and close the best I could, without trying to lose any of the poz cum that was already in me. “That's it son, tease Daddy” He started to rub his cock up and down my crack, he picked up some cum that had been pushed out of my hole and coated his head. He aimed his cock at my hole and pushed in. I could feel his fur against my ass and his big hands grabbing my hips. “Daddy’s all the way in son” I moaned through his jock, which was now soaked with my spit. I tried to push back against him but couldn't move. Dads cock twitched in me as he made it bounce. I sucked in his jock more. As he began to move his cock in and out, Garrett come up to my head and squatted in front of me. Once we were eye to eye, he pulled out the jock, tossing it aside. “How's that hole pussy boy” he asked “Feeling good with Daddy’s big cock in me” “Sore any” “Just a little but it adds to the pleasure.” “Poppers?” “Not yet” I looked down at his cock, it was hard and leaking. He made it jump over and over. “It will be in you soon” I hadn't noticed he had a jock in his hand. He moved it up to my mouth. I opened wide, giving him access to shove it in. “It's the camera man that is under your ass capturing the action. He shot a load in it.” I moved it around in my mouth until I found the fresh load. It was salty with a bitter after taste. I sucked it until I could no longer taste his load. Dad was steadily fucking my hole. As the men cheered him on. I was moaning through the jock as I enjoyed Dad’s big cock. “Drew you fucking pervert!” someone said. “Twisted mother fucker, popping his cherry and infecting him” someone else said. “Wouldn't have it any other way,” Dad said as he fucked my hole. The pain in my cock was too great. I spit the jock out of my mouth, even though I didn't want to. “I can't take the pain” I cried out. “You have had Daddy’s meat before, it doesn't hurt” Dad said. “No the cage on my cock.” “Drew your one mean fucker to cage him up during his gang bang” Doc said somewhere behind me. “Free his boy cock” “Okay, someone get the key and release his cock, it's on the shelf back there with the poppers” Dad kept fucking me, until I heard a slap. It wasn't my ass that was slapped it was Dad’s. “Push in and hold the fuck still” I felt someone messing with the cage and it was soon opened and removed. My cock expanded and was fully hard in a matter of seconds. Another slap on Dad’s ass got him pumping his cock in and out of my hole again. With each pump of his cock, my cock leaked out more and more pre-cum. I was moaning and groaning like a bitch in heat from Dad fucking my hole. I squeezed my hole around Dad’s cock as it slid in and out. I wanted his cum the first time he fucked me and I wanted it now. His grip on my hips tightened, his pounding became harder and harder. “Daddy is going to cum, son, cum deep in your hole” “Give it to me, Daddy, please” I begged. “Are you sure, son? You want my poison?” “You gave it to me a few times before, give it to me now” Dad slammed his cock deep into my hole, it twitched and pulsed as his load shot into me. He groaned loudly. Slowly he started to move in and out as his cumming subsided. He was churning the loads in my hole, mixing the sperm and the strains. He pulled out of my hole and someone quickly replaced him. He moved around to my head. “Clean Daddy’s cock son, taste the loads from your hole” I opened my mouth wide inviting his used cock in deep. A cameraman moved closer to get a good view of me cleaning Dad’s cock. The cock in my hole continued to slide in and out, fucking me hard and good. “Mmmm you are making Daddy’s cock hard again”

Time to get some innocent ass to breed atthe local park , feels good to unload in a young married guy's ass who's cheating on his unsuspicious wife

My stepdad thought I was needing to start taking dick when I was 8, teaching me to suck his and then other friends of his (in Alaska) who were straight, family fishermen. I got really good at that and then on my 10th birthday, was fucked and my stepdad made sure that continued for a long time. My mom was gone, she left my stepdad and asked me to stay with him, given we were such good friends. They divorced and my stepdad ended up with the judgement thanks to my mom not contesting my staying with stepdad. I wanted that to happen that way. Stepdad and I were enjoying a daily sexual life that was very exciting to me as a kid, no pants or underwear allowed in the house, I sleep naked on my stomach, I suck dick in truck at all times when we're driving somewhere, I make myself available to stepdad's friends at all times...and a few other things, all of which were ok by me.. I enjoyed doing all of it with my stepdad. I don't think a big part of my life is because that happened when I was young, the only thing that carried across was probably being submissive more than not and automatically doing what another guy wants rather than my thoughts on the subject.. other than that, my libido and all is just fine for having gone thru that when I was young..

I kept calling to see if James was working. I finally got in touch with him on a Saturday afternoon but he said he was leaving soon and wouldn't be back until the following Wednesday. I told him how much fun I had had with him and that I wanted his cock again. "Sorry, man, can't do it today. But if you want I could arrange something for Wednesday." Fuck, my pussy was itching for cock now, not four days from now. I told him I would try to make it Wednesday but I would probably make the drive today anyway. I cleaned my ass out and hopped in to the shower. I was squeaky clean inside and out. I slipped in to a pair of jeans and a form fitting tshirt that showed off my pecs. I put the lube in my pocket and started out the door but then I thought, why not be ready for dick when I get there, so I pulled my jeans down over my ass and took a big glob of lube and worked a couple fingers up my ass. Now I was ready. When I got to the theater there was an older guy taking money. I wasn't sure how long I would be there so I bought admission to both the main theater and the arcade. I could feel the older clerk's eyes on my ass as I went in to the theater. As before, it was so dark in the theater I could hardly see. I inched my way along the back wall and realized that they actually had gay porn showing, not the straight porn like the last time I was there. As I watched two impossibly hot guys fuck on screen my eyes adjusted to the theater light. "Hot scene, huh?" said a guy next to me. I should have known there would be someone on the back wall. Actually, I could see quite a few guys were in the theater. A few of them had hooked up in the seats, heads bobbing on laps. "Yeah," I said. "Very hot." I moved right next to him to get a better look and he wasn't bad looking. He was about 40, with dark hair and a close cropped beard. He had a medium build from what I could see. He looked like a married guy out for some dl fun. I figured I would check out the package so I reached over and rubbed the outside of his pants. He was already hard and I could tell he wasn't wearing underwear. I found his zipper and slowly pulled it down. I reached inside his pants, releasing a solid 6 incher. I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. I was so fucking horny for cock! I unbuttoned his pants and slowly pulled them down over his hips. His cock head hit the back of my throat and I held it there so I could feel his pubes against my lips and smell his mustiness. I bounced up and down on him, giving him the best head I knew how. "Fuck! You can really suck!" I looked up at him as I sucked but I doubt he could see me as it was dark behind the seats. I felt a hand on my back and realized there was a guy in front of us, sitting in the back row seats. He massaged my back and then got more bold and pulled my shirt out of my pants. His hands were rubbing my bare back, pushing my shirt up almost to my shoulders. I couldn't take it anymore so I pulled my shirt off, just missing one stroke on the cock I was sucking. "Suck that cock, boy." said the guy behind me. I did as I was told but I was ready for cock up my ass. I stood up and tried to kiss the guy I had been sucking but he wasn't up for it. Yep, must be married. I reached under his shirt and rubbed his hairy chest and reached down and released the button on my pants. He definitely wanted that and unzipped me, reaching in and taking my precum covered cock in his hand. I pulled my pants down over my hips and the guy behind me massaged my ass, slipping a finger in my lubed ass. "This guy is ready, dude," said the guy in the seat. "Turn around and show him." I turned around and the guy whose mouth had been in my mouth caressed my chest with one hand and my ass with the other. The guy in the seat turned around so he was completely facing me. I moved forward a little so he could suck my cock. He took my cock and started giving me a great bj. The guy behind me moved with me and I felt his hard six inches against my butt. We were now drawing attention from other guys in the theater. Two more came up and sat next to the guy in the back row. Then I had one more on either side of me so there were three in front of me in the seats and three in the back against the wall. The guy right behind me reached in his pocket and I could tell he was getting a condom out. Fuck, I wanted a load so I was disappointed. Definitely married. He rolled the rubber on and as he did so I reached in my pocket for my lube. I needed more if he was going to fuck me. I lubed up some more, putting the extra on his cock, guiding his pole to my puckered hole. He pushed in and slowly fucked me, letting my cunt get used to him. Then he grabbed my hips and really started pumping. "Fuck me baby. Fuck me like a slut." "Oh, you're a slut alright. You're a whore and you're going to get fucked by every guy in here." He grabbed my shoulders and piston fucked me while the other five guys watched and stroked their dicks. "I'm cumming," he cried. "Pull out and take the rubber off. I want you to,cum on my hole." "Oh, fuck!" He pulled out, pulled the condom off and I felt a big load drip down the crack of my ass. I reached back and rubbed it on my hole then tasted the cum on my fingers. He rubbed his cum on my hole with his cock head, inching just a bit inside me. Once he softened a little I turned around, bending over to take his cock in my mouth, cleaning cum off his dick. I didn't get a load deep but I did get a cummy hole. One of the guys next to me pulled my ass cheeks apart and another guy fingered my hole. The guy who had fucked me zipped up and left so it was now two against the wall and three in the seats. One of those guys must have been the one fingering me as it felt like he was reaching. I put both hands against the wall and said, "Somebody needs to put their dick in me." One of the guys next to me took a position behind and soon I had a dick in me. I reached under my balls to feel him going in and as he pulled all the way out I knew he had not rubbered up. I finally had a bare cock fucking my cunt and he was doing a great job. He pumped hard and I could tell he was getting close. "Go ahead." I said, letting him take that for how he wanted. "Breed his ass," said one of the guys behind me. He was soon grunting and fucked fast and hard, finally releasing a load of cum in my gut. He pulled out but I clenched my hole so nothing leaked out. I wanted that natural lube in me. Now there was just one guy with me in the back. I took a good look at him and was surprised to see a young guy, barely old enough to be in an adult theater. He had blonde hair, was about six feet tall and had his shorts down over his hips, revealing at least eight inches of hard meat. "Take off your pants," he said, in a tone that belied his age. He was going to be a dominant daddy some day. I was the lucky one to get him young and full of cum. I kicked my shoes off then peeled my pants off, letting them drop to the cum covered floor. I was now naked, one load up my ass and one load on my hole. "Okay, I did what you told me," I said. "What do I get?" "Get down on the floor and you'll see." I wasn't excited about getting on the floor but I was so horny. I got on my hands and knees, feeling the sticky floor. I turned my head and saw the blonde guy taking his pants off. He didn't seem to mind the dirty floor as he got behind me and pushed his full staff deep inside with one stroke. Fuck, it hurt! "Take that big dick bitch! You're going to get whored out when I'm done with you." He pulled all the way out and drove all the way back deep inside. He was rough, but it felt so fucking good. He started pumping faster so I figured he was going to cum soon but then he pulled out and told me to get up. I got off the floor and there were now five guys in the seats watching us. He pulled his shirt off so we were both naked. He came behind me standing and slipped his huge boner back in to my hole. "I think these guys all want a taste of your ass," he said as he kept pumping. "I'll do anything you want as long as I get your cum in me." "We'll see about that. Boys, you want him?" There were lots of yeses so he told me to go sit on a lap. I walked to the row of seats and saw five old men with dicks out. I wasn't excited but I had to do what I was told. I went to the first guy with a big belly and a tiny penis. I rubbed my wet hole on him, barely getting him inside me. I rode him for a little while, stroking the cock in the next seat which was much bigger. I got off Number One and went to Number Two, lowering myself on him. He felt pretty good as I bounced my hole over his cock. "Cum in him," said the kid. The guy was pumping me so I held still over him as his rod pumped and released a load up my ass. I laughed as I pulled off him and cum plopped out of my hole on to his lap. I just went right over to Number Three, pushing down my cummed up hole on to his stiff dick. I was loose and he wasn't huge so it glided easily in and out. I looked over to the next cock and was surprised to see a monster. I needed that one right away. I let Number Three fuck me but I soon pulled off him and filled my hole with Number Four. He really felt good as I rode him. I knew cum was leaking out of me now but I didn't care. I pumped up and down and he started getting in to it. He had me stand up and lean over the seat in front of me. He pushed back in and really fucked me hard. He then pushed all the way in, held me against the seat and I felt his cock throb against my hole, filling my gut with cum. "Fuck. That was incredible," he said. But I still had one more to go before I was going to get another crack at the kid, who was standing against the wall watching me take load after load. Number Five was sitting in his seat so I went over and lowered my used cunt on his cock. His wasn't small but seemed like it after the monster. "Come on baby. Give me that load," I said as I bounced up and down on his cock. I worked it hard and then the kid came around to the seats. "My turn bitch. Get over here." I pulled off Number Five and took my used hole over to the end of the row. "Get back on the floor." I thought he meant in the back again but when I went there he said,"No bitch. Right here. On your back." He wanted me in the main aisle on my back. Anyone coming in would have to walk over us. I did as I was told, getting on my back. He reached under me and lifted my legs, raising them up in the air. Then his cock started rubbing on my hole, slipping slowly inside. His eight inches were deep inside me as he pumped slowly, then quicker. I was getting close to cumming and told him I was close. "Are you now?" He said. "Well, then you better get up." He pulled me up and he sat on the armrest of the seat on the end. He stroked his cock as I stroked mine. "Cum on my cock," he said. I stroked faster with one hand and reached down and put a finger in my ass with the other. I was so fucking close and had a three day load saved up which gushed out on to the kid's cock, covering all eight inches. "Sit on my cock," he said. I lowered my hole on to his eight inches, fucking my own cum in to me. "You nasty slut." he said. I rode him for a minute then he stood me up and pumped my cunt hard and fast. "That's it. Take your cum on my cock." "Breed me baby. I need your cum inside me." He fucked me very fast, his cock sliding against my prostate. Soon he was filling my pussy with his white load. He pulled out and made me get on my knees in the aisle and clean his cock and balls as they were also covered with his cum, my cum and the cum from the other guys who had shot their loads in me. "Wow. That was ridiculous," he said. Guys patted my ass as they walked past me and thanked me for the show. The kid went to the back wall and came back with an armful of clothes, some his, some mine. "Sorry, I don't have anything for you to clean up with," he said. "That's okay. I'm going to the arcade in a while anyway. Might as well stay covered in cum," l laughed. I took my pants and shirt and headed to the front row naked to rest up for round two.

Bred by a Married Mexican Man: I had three pretty hot breeding experiences within about a month of one another and know that I got positive from one of them – or maybe got poz cum from them all. The first was the story of my first group breeding and first time taking cum in my ass. https://breeding.zone/topic/35240-my-first-group-breeding-and-experience-with-watersports/ Here is the second breeding. I had been back home in San Antonio for about a week after being fucked raw and bred by the construction guy and several other men in the adult theater in Houston. I was confused why it turned me on so much and could not stop jacking off thinking about them. I knew I should be safe, but the construction guy had been anything but, and it was the most exciting, and best sex I had ever had. I knew there was an adult video store just up the highway from my house, so I told myself I would just go and look and nothing else. Maybe I could jerk off in the theater or something and feel some of what I felt in Houston, although I did finger a gob of Vaseline up my ass all the while telling myself I wasn’t going to do anything. The parking lot had several cars in it and I was nervous. I walked in, looked around the store for a while, and finally got up the nerve to pay to go into the theater. Well, it was hardly a theater, just a bunch of folding chairs in a room with porn playing on the back wall. There were some guys sitting in the chairs and a couple standing against the wall and as my eyes adjusted to the dark, I walked to the far end of the back wall and decided to just stand there as no one seemed to be doing anything. I had been there about 10 minutes and was just getting ready to leave when this guy came and stood next to me. He was a bit taller than me, very athletic looking with huge shoulders and muscular arms, and had on a white t-shirt. I could tell he was Hispanic as from the light from the movie I could see his black, wavy hair and Latin good looks. He smiled, inched closer along the wall towards me, smiled again, and started rubbing his cock. I tried not to look as I swore I would not do anything, but he kept rubbing his pants and when the porn scene on the wall got a bit brighter I could see he had a huge bulge. I looked up into his eyes and he was smiling again. He grabbed my hand and put it on the bulge. It was so thick, and nice and long. He then said far too loudly in a heavy Spanish accent, “Suck it.” No one was doing anything like that there and I whispered, “No, not here, do you want to go to my house? I live about 5 minutes away.” He said, “OK, I will follow you.” So, I walked out of the theater and got in my car. I was scared as fuck. What was I doing? I waited for only a few minutes and then he came out, got into a very sporty looking car and then pulled up beside mine, rolled down his window, and smiled. God, I got weak. That smile just melted any resistance I had and I knew right then I would do anything he wanted. The drive to my house felt like it took forever. I kept checking my rear view mirror to make sure he was following me, convinced he would turn off, but no, he followed me all the way home. When we got into the house I closed the door and turned to introduce myself. He just smiled that smile again and unbuttoned his pants without saying a word. At that point I noticed his wedding band. Fuck the dude was married. I was nervous and afraid as I watched him do a slow strip tease for me in my living room before he sat on the couch and shook his dick at me, “Suck my cock,” he said. It was not quite as long as the construction guy’s in Houston, but it was thicker, a lot thicker. I could barely get my mouth around it. He leaned back and started moaning. I was sucking his dick the best I could, but it was so fat and he started pushing my head down harder and harder making me gag. I finally pulled off and stood and said, “I’m sorry, I’m not that good.” My Latin lover just smiled and said, “No, no, come here.” He tenderly helped me get undressed, ran his hands up and down my naked and shivering body, then guided me up onto the couch to straddle his lap and had me lean against his chest facing him as he started kissing me. We kissed for a long time and my dick was streaming pre-cum across his torso. His big, muscular arms then wrapped tighter around me, holding me in place, and I could feel his dick rubbing against my ass as he started pushing up and down with his hips. I was in ecstasy and felt so safe, so secure. Suddenly I screamed out in pain. I was so lost in him holding and kissing me I did not realize he had shifted his hips so that his dick was right at my asshole. He had kissed me harder and held me even tighter before he tilted his hips back a little and suddenly his dick head was forced inside me. I tried to tell no, but his mouth and tongue stopped all noise besides a painful whimper. He had slam fucked me totally dry with nothing but the remnants of the gob of Vaseline I had planted before leaving the house and kept ramming his dick in my ass, over and over and over, forcing more of himself into me raw. My feet were off the floor and I was encased in his arms and had nothing to push on. I was trapped and no matter how hard I squirmed he just hugged and kissed me tighter, and harder, and fucked me deeper. I had never had anyone be so rough, take me like that. My body fought out of reflex while my mind relished how it felt. Finally I just let go. I gave up and gave in and when I did he pulled his cock almost the entire way out and slammed it back in. I tried to gasp, but all I felt was his tongue and mouth. I don’t know how long he fucked me. It felt like forever as I was lost. Lost in ecstasy and pain and satisfaction and the fire of him in my ass. It hurt so bad, yet I wanted to make him feel good, so I just laid against him and let him take me as he wanted. When he started to cum I swear his dick got twice as big. I could not believe the sensation in my ass and he pulled his mouth away, titled his head back and started letting out such guttural, animalistic sounds. No words, just sounds of ecstasy and then I felt him stiffen and he shot. Like in Houston I could feel the cum burning my insides. He thrust and thrust and thrust and then stopped – then laid his head back on the couch, sighed, and shifted his hips so his dick plopped out of my ass. He sighed again, sort of pushed me to the side onto the couch, stood up and started to get dressed. My latest breeder smiled at me one last time as I lay on the couch totally fucked out, said “Gracias,” and then left. I was stunned and my ass hurt like hell. I was full of cum again and felt guilty and exhilarated at the same time. This time, since he was married, I told myself it was ok that we did not play safe and that he shot inside me. But then I thought what if he was poz? In answer, my mind said so what – after Houston there was no going back – time to have some fun and fuck yeah – that was fucking hot! I felt complete and full again – but wanted more. Sex had never felt like this with guys who put a condom on. They were so reserved, held back, so limited. This was all out fucking and I loved it - craved it!!!

We sat in the back of the theater for almost an hour. I learned his name was Mario and that he lived with an uncle not too far from the theater. He would play with my tits for a bit and then slide a finger in the crack of my ass below my balls, rubbing the wet hole and telling me what a fucking whore I was. He still had my clothes and told me that he would only give them back to me when I was ready to go to the arcade side. A few guys came and sat next to me and he would let them touch me and finger my hole but I wasn't allowed to suck or stroke any of them. "You're going to have to wait until we go to the arcade," he would tell anyone who wanted a blowjob. After an hour of being teased I really wanted some more action. "Can we go to the arcade now?" I asked. "Depends on what you will let me have done to you," he said, and flashed a gorgeous smile. "You can make me do anything that turns you on. I just need some cock in my mouth and ass." He handed me my tshirt. "Put this on." Then he handed me my shorts but gave me the lube separately. "Lube up again before you put these on." I took a big glob of lube on a couple fingers, stood up and slid a couple fingers up my ass. A couple of guys were watching from the back row and one of them came over to me with his boner out. "Go ahead and grease him up," said Mario. I took the guy's cock in my lubed hand and stroked him. "Can I let him fuck me?" I asked Mario. "Sure he can fuck you.......if he wants to come to the arcade. Now put your pants on and follow me." I did as I was told and begged the guys in the back row to come to the arcade because I really needed to get fucked. We had to pass through the main store to get to the arcade and to my surprise the cute clerk was still there. I smiled at him and he laughed. "Damn, you've been in there a long time. Hope you got what you came for." Mario patted my ass and said, "He's just getting started. How busy is in the arcade?" "Pretty busy," said the clerk. "There might be nine or ten guys back there." "Cool," said Mario. "If you get off before we leave my buddy would love a go at you." The clerk laughed and flashed a dazzling smile. "I don't know. You taking loads?" he asked me. "I am so fucking horny," I said. "I'd take your cock if you needed to release." "Let me see your ass." What? He wanted me to show my ass in the store? There was only one guy looking at video packages on the other side of the room. It seemed pretty safe. I pulled my pants down over my ass and showed the clerk my bubble butt. " Bend over and show him your hole," said Mario. I wasn't sure about that but the clerk also told me he wanted to see my hole. I let my pants drop to my ankles and bent over. Mario slipped a couple fingers in my ass, and pulled them out covered with lube and cum. "Looks like you were busy in there," said the clerk. Then a couple of the guys from the theater came out and started towards the arcade. "Well, hope you can make it to the arcade before we leave," said Mario. "This boy needs to get bred some more." "I'm fucking going to try," said the clerk. Hell, I would have let him fuck me right there if he had wanted but he had a job to do and Mario wanted to pimp me out so we went back to the arcade. We passed the front door and Mario told me to hand over my clothes. "We can't go to a booth?" I asked. "In time you'll make it to a booth but I want to fuck you here first." I took off my shirt and handed it to him. He tweaked my nipples as a couple guys watched. "Give me your pants." I stripped my pants off and handed them to him. "Hands up against the wall." I put my hands up against the wall, my ass exposed. Mario came up behind me and rubbed his cock on my hole. We were only a few feet from the door when he pushed his cock all the way in to me. It felt so good to have a cock in me again. He pumped me and the two guys watching came over and rubbed my chest and ass. "Open the door," said Mario to one of the guys. He walked over and opened the door to the arcade that went to the store. The clerk watched Mario fuck me and rubbed his cock through his jeans. Mario laughed and pulled out of my ass, turned me around and pushed me down to my knees, putting his cock in my mouth. "He'll fucking do anything," said Mario to the clerk, then closed the door to the arcade. Mario pulled me to my feet and led me around the arcade. It went in a loop and he was looking for the booth with the big glory hole. Many of the booths were occupied and the booth with the big glory hole was one of them. "Well, that sucks," said Mario. "I want that booth so you take anonymous loads." He had me stand against the wall naked across from the booth he wanted. There were now four guys walking around the arcade. Mario went up to one of them and whispered something in his ear. He was an older guy with a bald head and pot belly. Mario came over to me and turned me around. He spread my ass cheeks, exposing my hole. I felt a cock push in to me and pumped my hole. "That's it, fuck him," said Mario. The older guy pumped his cock deep inside me and the other three guys gathered around to watch. He pumped harder and soon gasped as he pushed his cum deep in my gut. "He's here to take loads so if you want to nut in him go ahead," said Mario to the other guys. It wasn't long before the older guy softened and fell out of my hole but as soon as he pulled back one of the other guys took his place. He was a muscle guy around forty with a goatee. The best thing was his cock, a hard seven inches that was soon pumping a load of goopy white cum inside me. Two more loads had already been deposited and I had only been there 10 minutes. Evidently, we were making some noise because a guy opened the door to the booth with the glory hole. He was a young guy about 22 with short blonde hair and a beautiful body. His cock was in his hand stroking and he watched as the third guy came up behind me and slipped his cock in to me. "You want to share that booth," asked Mario. "My buddy there will do whatever you want if we can use the booth." "I want him to eat me," said the guy from the booth door. "He loves eating ass," said Mario, "and he's really good at it. He's already rimmed me a couple time since he's been here." The guy fucking me pumped another load of cum in me, breathing hard and holding his cock in me as he emptied his balls. When he pulled out Mario pushed me in to the booth and told me to get on the floor. I laid on my back and Mario told the guy in the booth he could sit on my face. He still had his pants on so he stripped them off so he could straddle my face. I stuck my tongue out as Mario told me to do and the guy slowly lowered his butt on to my face. I flickered my tongue on to his ass hole, then started licking him with wide swaths with my rough tongue. He pushed deep on to me and I saw a group of guys watching from the door. Mario brought one of them in and told him he could fuck me if he got naked. Clothes started flying. I had a butt on my face and now a guy was lifting my legs so he could get access to my hole. I felt a huge cock head slide past my sphincter, much bigger than the guys who had fucked me in the arcade so far. Mario let another guy in and he was getting blown by the guy I was rimming. "Fuck, I'm cumming!" It was the guy fucking me. He loaded my ass with more cum. Mario was still directing and had the guy get off my face. Mario pulled me up off the floor. "I didn't want this booth for nothing," he said. "Put your butt up to the glory hole." I did as I was told and the guy who liked to be rimmed put his butthole back in front of my face. My tongue found its way to his hole and as I ate his butt I felt a cock enter me through the glory hole. It was pumping me hard and felt great. I heard taking from the other booth and realized Mario was the guy fucking me. He pulled out and another cock immediately took his place. "I told you he was a fucking whore," I heard Mario say. There was grunting from the other side and I knew I had just gotten bred again. Then there was some tag teaming going on because a guy would pump me for a minute then someone would take his place. It seemed like there were at least four guys taking turns on me. My hole was getting very sloppy from all the cum in it but guys kept fucking me. All the time I was eating ass. He couldn't seem to get enough of my tongue. One of the other the guys unloaded through the glory hole. When it stopped Mario came back over to my booth. "God, what a slut. Look at you, eating that butt with your own ass pressed against the glory hole. What a desperate whore. Don't you think so, James?" I looked up and there was the clerk. I wanted him so bad. "We've been watching your antics from the closed circuit camera and I got someone to cover the front so I could have a turn at you," he said. "Mario says I can do anything I want to you." Mario had gotten naked again and his eight incher pointed straight up. James started stripping and he looked better and better as first his shirt, then his jeans and finally his briefs hit the floor. His cock was huge, easily bigger than Mario's and much thicker. I knew I would be able to take it as I had had two cocks in me earlier but he was still going to be a challenge. "Fuck, you are hung," said the guy I had been rimming. "Well, I'm going to have some fun with this guy so stick around." Mario pushed me on my knees in front of James and I gagged as I tried to deep throat him. His cock pushed to the back of my throat and as I squeezed the base of his cock a big glob of precum released from his piss slit. I pulled back and licked it off, savoring the sweetness. My ass was hungry for his massive cock but Mario hadn't given the okay. James took my head in both hands and fucked my face, taking his cock out of my mouth every so often and rubbing it on my cheeks. Finally, Mario pulled me to my feet and asked James how he wanted me. "There's a chair in the hallway. Let's go out there." Mario and James led me out of the booth and there was a folding chair in a corner. James sat on the chair, his cock pointing straight up. "Sit on him," said Mario. I slowly lowered my ass on to his cock facing away from him. It took some time but as I got used to it I heard guys urging me to take it deeper. There were now six other guys besides Mario watching us and the lights had been turned on. A guy came down the hallway towards us and I saw he had a camera. Mario said, "show us your pussy." I leaned back on James as much as I could so they could easily see his hard cock driving in to my hole. I was working my ass over his cock and the guy with the camera asked me how it felt. I told him how much I loved the feeling of cock in my butt hole and that I wanted more cum inside me. "How many loads do you have in you now , baby?" It was James asking me. "I've lost track. I just know I want your big gusher in me." "Oh, you're going to get it. But my buddy and I want to tape you taking it. You okay with that?" "I'm a slut. I'll do whatever you want." "Turn around on me," said James. "I want to make out with you and I want one of these guys to get down and tongue you while I fuck you. Come on guys, if you rim him I might even pull out and let you suck me." I slowly turned around to face James, making sure to not let his cock come out of me. Once I faced him I wrapped my arms around his neck and as we kissed I felt a tongue flicker on my hole as I was getting fucked. Turns out the guy who liked to get eaten also liked to rim. His tongue tried to move inside me but James' cock was too big to allow it. James pulled out so the guy could get a taste of his cum covered cock, then pushed back inside me. Then I felt someone trying to mount me from behind. It was Mario. He thought he was going to dp me again but James' cock was too big. As stretched out as my hole was there wasn't going to be another cock in me alongside James. There were now two guys jerking off near my face as James and I made out. James looked up at them and told them they could shoot their loads on us if they wanted. He kissed me again and there was soon a thick wad of cum shooting on our mouths. He pulled back a little and took some in his mouth then kissed it in to me. Then the other guy came on our faces, unloading another big load of salty cum on our mouths. We kept making out, cum all over our faces. James started licking it off me and then I licked it off him, eating it as we went. James started pumping his cock harder in to me. I rode him and held on. The cameraman told him he wanted a cum shot so he pulled out and shot a load on my back but then immediately putting his cock back in me, breeding my hole with his cum. His cock kept throbbing and he shot more cum inside me. "Nice shot boys," said the cameraman. "Keep shooting," said James. Mario was standing there, still acting like a whoremaster. He pulled me off of James and got me on the floor on my knees. As he pushed his cock in to me James came over and made me suck his cock clean. Mario had eight inches but he pumped easily as I was so wide open. It felt awesome to have his dick in me as I sucked James. Then James turned around and offered his hole to my tongue. Such a sweet hole. My tongue, his hole, Mario's cock, my hole as a crowd I'd guys watched me take them. Mario pumped faster and I stroked my cock. Mario shot his load in to me and I shot mine all over the floor. The cameraman went to a closeup of my asshole per James' instructions and as cum oozed out of my hole two more guys walked over and came on my used cunt, adding to the mess. Needless to say, I was used up for the night. I had gotten there in late morning and it was now past eight. Mario brought me my clothes but James wouldn't let me wipe up so the cum leaking from my ass made a big wet spot in my shorts as I walked back to my car. Whenever I plan to go to this place now I call ahead to see if James is working. He's told me to be on the lookout for our video but so far I haven't seen it.

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