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I never would have guessed you were 18," the clerk said handing me back my id. With a shaky hand, i reached for it. Nervous as to what to expect and nervous I would be seen, I almost turned and just bolted. But I had waited too long. After a few hookups in the bookstore booths, I wanted to experience the baths and see if it was really true, that they were just places for men to fuck non stop. Remembering the directions he had given me, i followed the turns and found my room. I figured a room would give me a place to hide if i needed it. I quickly changed into, well, nothing, just a small towel. A very small towel that barely covered my butt it was so short. I watched porn for a few minutes on the little tv and then got my courage up to go look around. I grabbed my key and made it out and wandered thru the halls. No one in the weight room and I didn't care about the showers or bathrooms. I found my way out to the courtyard and turned around after looking briefly at a packed Jacuzzi. As I walked back in I almost bumped into someone. Looking up and down, I was quickly reduced to shyness. He was hot. Really hot. 6 3" maybe, but thin, real thin, except for his big hands and feet. His graying balding hair was cut real short. And it was pretty dark but i had a good feeling about the tent coming from the towel he had on. " Well hello there...," he said quietly in a low sexy voice. "Uh hi" i managed. " I know I would remember seeing you here before, is this your first time?" "Yeah, I just turned 18 a few weeks ago..." I said trailing off. "You are 18?" he asked, looking at me closely. "yeah, but I, i um, i kind of like guys older than me." "Like guys that are maybe 46?," he said smiling. "Yeah, just like that." I said. "Chris, my room is just down the hall, why dont we go there where we can have a little privacy and... ge tto know each other." ""Ok, " was all i said. I was so nervous, but he was so hot. And this was happening. He was leading me by my hand to his room. He sat on the bed and patted for me to sit down too. "So Chris is this your first time here or your first time?" It didn't make sense to lie. I have been going to a bookstore for a few months and usually suck or get sucked. I have gotten fucked a few times too." "Did you like that, getting fucked?" "Well kind of. It hurts a lot but felt good too. Not sure if i am too tight or condoms aren't slippery, but it feels like they tear you when a guy is inside." "Yeah, a lot of guys say that. Condoms are really uncomfortable. For the top too, let me tell you. It sure does feel better without one. have you ever tried it without a condom?" "No, i always meet guys I don't know and everyone says that you should always wear one." "Chris, not everyone says that. A lot of guys here don't use them. They think it ruins it. And a lot of bottoms decide that they want to feel the man cum in them." " But what... isn't that really dangerous?" "Some things are worth the risk maybe. You should try it, maybe you will like it." "I don't know. I don't know if I should." "Well you don't need to decide this second do you? I gotta ask though Chris, I have been wanting to since I saw you out there. Can you take that towel off? I really want to see that butt." I got up right away and dropped my towel and turned to show him my butt. "Yeah that's a hot butt. Spread your legs a little. yeah like that, now bend over and open up and let me see that little boy hole." I saw out of the corner of my eye he had dropped his towel and now turned my head to look and there it was. He wasn't all the way hard yet but it was on its way to being a perfect rock hard 9 inch cock with a massive mushroom head and big shaved cum filled balls. it was giant. And perfect. "You like that cock Chris? Like what I have for you?" "Yeah, its so big. its so big." Walking towards me he pushed me down onto my knees. He didn't have to say anything, as I immediately opened wide and took him into my mouth. Almost immediately, I lost myself in it. His cock was growing rock hard and felt so good in my mouth as i strained to take more and more of it. "Yeah Chris, you love that cock in your mouth dont you?" With my mouth full all i could do is nod my head over and over and try even more to swallow all over that massive man meat. After a minute or two, he stopped moaning and said "Fuck yeah, now its my turn to taste you." I reluctantly took my mouth off his cock, swirling my tongue around the head one last time trying to catch any precum I could and stood up. " No, get on the bed on your tummy. It isn't your cock I want to taste." I didn't understand at first; I had never had my hole rimmed before. When he pulled my cheeks apart and i felt his rough beard against me, I knew. And then i felt it. That magic feeling of a twisting and squirming wet tongue on my sensitive hole. It felt so good. And he loved it too, I could tell. He was licking and stabbing his tongue into my asshole, trying to fuck me with his mouth. I was moaning and gasping and trying not to squirm and buck too much. It just felt so fucking good. After a few minutes, he finally came up for air. His cock was like steel, and so was mine. "I am gonna fuck you now," he declared. It was not a request. It was a fact. And he knew I was going to let him. Out came the lube and he poured it into his hand and went to work working it into me slowly. He was careful not to hurt me, saying "I want to open you up slow so you can take lots of cock and don't get too sore." After getting me and my hole all ready for just about anything at that point, he began to jerk his cock off slowly, coating it with lube. Aiming it at my hole, I felt him start to press against me. "Shouldn't we use a condom?" I said. "I don't have any. Besides, it feels so much better without anything between us. Don't you want to make my big cock feel really good?" he said in a low sexy voice. He never stopped working it in either and at that moment he popped in and made it past my outer ring. As about 3 inches slid into me, I gasped and worked to relax. "Just relax Chris. I am gonna make it feel so good you will be begging me to cum inside you. But I can pull out too. Up to you. Ah yeah it feel so good. So fucking good." And he was just working his cock into me, deeper and deeper. Filling me. And i was trying to think but the need for cock was taking over and I was almost in surrender mode. Surrender happened when he announced "Fuck yeah, 9 inches of cock inside you. Do you feel that? Do you feel full of cock boy?" "Oh fuck. Oh fuck yeah" was all i could get out. As he slowly pulled out and slid back in again, I couldn't even touch my cock. I knew I would come that quickly, if i did. He started working in and out faster now, with deeper strokes. He was hitting deep and i was gasping and moaning and asking for more. "I want to keep fucking you, but i am gonna shoot soon. Your hole is so tight and eager, its pulling the cum up outta my balls." he said. It then flashed thru me again. He was barebacking me. No condom. Maybe that's why it felt so good? Maybe it wouldn't be any good if he had worn one. Instead, this feeling was magical. His cock felt so good I couldn't imagine not having him fuck me. I would hate to have missed this. His raw cock was fucking me so good and deep and sliding so smoothly. He was really fucking me now, and I was grunting and gasping as he fucked the wind out of me with every deep pounding he gave. "Oh fuck boy, I am gonna shoot if I keep fucking you like this. I am gonna fill you with cum. Or else gotta pull out." He grunted. " Don't stop. Are you clean? Like hiv?" I managed to get out. "This is poz cock you got in you Chris." And now he was pounding me. I was moaning and gasping and grunting and totally losing myself in the feelings of my hole as he pummeled it with his massive cock. "Fuck yeah. Gonna give it to you". He muttered with clenched teeth as he pounded me. "Fuck yeah, gonna give you my load. Big fucking poz load. Poz your little fuck hole up and get you hooked on getting your hole bred." "Fucking shit yeah, fuck me man fuck my fucking hole. Cum in me. Give me your load. I want it. I want it in me. I want it in me. I want it in me. I want it in me." I kept repeating that last part who knows how many times. "Yeah , fucking yeah, her it comes here it comes. Fuck yeah fucking take that poz cum. Fell that cock shooting cum in your little fuck hole. Fuuuuuuck yeaaaaaaahhhh" he almost shouted. 'Yeah yeah yeah, give it to me. fucking fuck me. Fill me up. Fill me with cum. Oh yeah, fucking give it to me." He slowed down and finally came to a stop. He still had his cock buried inside me. "I want to keep it in you while my cum soaks into you" he whispered. "Are you really hiv positive?" i asked. "Yeah i am. And I just gave you a huge load." he said. "It felt so good." I said. " " What getting fucked?" "No, when you came in me, I felt it jet inside me and felt your cock pulsing. I am glad you did that. I didnt know it was so much better bare." "Oh Chris, there are some friends of mine out there that would love to add to my seed inside you. Want me to show you around?" "Yeah, i want more. I want more now." I said.

Part 19 　 I found we had been at it for longer than I thought. Way late for me as I was always and early to bed guy. LOL Guess I was in bed, just not to sleep. Now my mind was going a 1,000 miles per hour, not able to process what I had been doing. The 'watersports' and then sucking on his cock and swallowing it all. It was amazing and Hank's BJs were the most mind blowing ecstasy there could be, wasn't it? He was saying something is better? I can't even imagine that. It took me a long time to fall asleep, but it wasn't a restful sleep as I kept tossing and turning. My mind was trying to fathom what I was doing, I guess, and what did he mean something was even better. My ass was a little sore too, from his fingers being in me so much and then the head of his huge cock poking in me like it had. All of this made it hard to sleep. Then, all too soon, my alarm went off and it was time to get up and go to work. I even had to hurry and take a quick shower, then got dressed and then made coffee. As I was waiting for the coffee, I looked out the window and there, again, was Hank sitting on the picnic table naked. Tom was sitting on his lap and grinding around on him, so I was pretty sure Hank's cock was probably up his ass. My coffee got done and I grabbed a cup and stepped outside. Tom seemed to be in total bliss and was now bouncing up and down on Hank's cock. I heard him say, "OMG, that is so good, I love that huge dick in me. Come on, flood my insides with your sweet EXTRA HOT cum!" Just as I closed the door, Hank said, "you are getting it NOW! Take that wonderful charged up load." I just stood there for a minute or two to let them finish before speaking, "hi guys, good morning." They both turned towards me and smiled. Then Tom said, "yes, it is definitely a good morning, positively good." I said, "I just wanted to say hi and bye. Got to get off to work. You guys have fun now." Hank said, "we already have, but I am sure it might even be better if you had joined us." As I left, I kind of had a funny feeling, like I should have been there and felt kind of left out. A funny feeling. Though work went better than it had yesterday, I still was having trouble concentrating on it. I kept wondering about Hank, Tom, the stripper and the others that seemed to be over there a lot. I couldn't seem to get laid but they seemed to be having sex every day. Must be nice. Soon work was over and I was back home for supper. I decided to splurge a little this time and actually fixed a small steak, potatoes and some peas. It felt good to be doing something more normal for me. I then did the dishes and heard them talking outside, again. Hank, was saying, "I sure wish Jim would let me do him. I haven't had a virgin ass in so long I don't even remember the last one." Another voice then answered, "do you think that straight boy is ever going to let you? I think he just wants your mouth wrapped on his cock and maybe a little taste of you for desert is all. He will probably be chasing some dumb ass cunt before long and forget all about how great you have made him feel." There was kind of a dead spell there for a bit. Then Hank spoke again, "I don't know for sure, but I know he loves my sucking for sure and if he would just let go I know he would love being fucked. His hole, when he cums, grips my fingers and I can feel it throb around them and when I partially stuck the head of my cock in it almost felt like it was pulling me in. It was all I could do to keep from ramming it all in and making him see how truly fantastic sex could be." Tom the said, "well, I know how fantastic your cock in my hole is and it is about 100 times better than your BJs for sure. A 100 times better? I couldn't imagine that, sounded like a pipe dream t me. A 100 times better, that went around and around my head then. What the hell? I can't even imagine anything that much better than those mind boggling BJs Hank gave me. Too good to be true I think. As I was thinking this, I saw them get up and head into Hank's place. The other voice I had heard was the stripper and he and Hank both had hardons and Tom had a hand on each of them and practically pulling them along with him. Just as they were going in, I heard Tom say, "Too bad for Jim, cause I am going to get both of these great cocks in me right now." For some reason I almost felt cheated. I finished up and went to the livingroom to watch a little TV. Soon, though I was nodding and decided I had better get to bed and get some sleep. I was getting way too worked up over nothing and needed some good sleep time.

Part 18 　 We laid together like that for awhile, cuddling and kissing. I could still feel his cock agains my hole as it didn't seem to be going down much. Neither of us wanted to move and break the spell. It had felt the best yet. I broke off the kiss and told him, "WOW, that was even better than before. I almost wish you would have cum in my mouth, though, as I wanted to taste someone else's cum one time." Instead of answering, he just climbed up and sat on my chest and stuck his cock next to my lips and then said, "Lick it off and you can see if you like it." I guess I had realized he had cum against my ass, but not that it was so much as his cock was coated with it. I reached my tongue out and licked it and then swallowed all his cock I could to suck it all off. The taste was great and he was still hard and getting harder as I sucked it. He was moaning now in pleasure. He looked down in my eyes and said, "that really feels good. I just wish it was in your amazing hole. I bet that would be the best feeling ever." I still did not think that was what I wanted and just sucked him all the harder. I wanted a full load of his cum in my mouth once and was determined to get it. Hank threw his head back and was loving what I was doing. As I was sucking him he slowly, without withdrawing his cock from my mouth, turned around and his head again went down on my cock. I almost climbed out of my skin from the wonderful sensations of his mouth and tongue. I found myself trying to return the same movements to his cock. I could hardly believe my cock had come up again so soon. The pleasure I was feeling was beyond anything I could have imagined. We continued devouring each other for a good 15 minutes more and then just as the tingle in my balls was starting to come around again, I could feel his cock getting bigger and harder also. I knew we were both ready to cum again. I could feel his fingers at my hole again, too, much slicker now from, I guess, his cum being all over my ass. Then it was there and my orgasm came with another huge flood of cum and only about a second or two later my mouth was flooded with his cum and I felt his fingers entering me again, driving my orgasm even higher. What a feeling. He stroked his fingers in and out of my hole and I could feel my cum pump even more with every thrust. Then, as before, he withdrew, turned around and planted his lips against mine. A big cummy kiss from both of us and again I could tell his cock seemed to still be quite hard. His hands were still holding my ass off of the bed and then I felt his cock against my hole again. He pushed before I could move and the head definitely popped into my hole then. The pain of that huge invasion made me clamp down and I know I was screaming into his mouth but it was muffled by the kiss. I pushed him hard and it came back out of me, but was still hard against my hole and I could feel it still throbbing there. I pushed him away then and said, "I don't think I am ready for that and if I was we would need a rubber for that." He looked almost pained and said, "I want in there, but I never use a rubber, ever. I don't like the feel of them and doubt if you would either. Bare always feels so much better. You can feel everything then. Please, think about it as I want to be your first time so badly and I guarantee you that it will feel way better than these BJs. Much better." I could only stare and could not believe it would be a lot better than his BJs as they were the best feeling I had ever had. With that said he leaned towards me and we kissed and cuddled some more and then he got up. I got up also, and as I bent over to pickup my underwear, he moved against me, pulling me close as his cock slid up against my crack and gave me a huge hug. He ground his cock against my ass for a few more seconds and then let go and got dressed and told me, "see you again, soon, I hope. You are coming along so well and I love being with you and that amazing body of yours."

I was 22 and decided to go camping at the lake one July, just to enjoy the summer a bit before it was over, and to get away from the gay life I had just began exploring. After getting everything set up, I sat down beside the fire and continued drinking my beer. Other than the sound of some soft voices at distant camp sites, the camp site was very quiet. Just as my fire was dying down for the night, I heard someone approaching on the path which led to the main trail. I recognized the man from a neighboring site, as I had walked past earlier on my way to my site. He was about 50, bushy gray beard almost hiding his sunken face, and wearing only jeans and boots. His torso had no fat, cept for a small belly paunch which didn't seem to fit his otherwise scrawny frame. He reminded me of some of older guys at the bar who'd been ravaged by HIV before treatments improved. In his hand was a liquor bottle, which was half empty. As he got closer, I could see he had a septum piercing, a thick ring resting on his bushy 'stache. I called out a friendly hello as he came near the fire, and he raised his bottle as if to toast me, then took a giant gulp of the brown liquid. He sat down on a log next to the fire, and we began talking. I was drunk, but this guy was shitfaced. Friendly as hell though, so I didn't mind. He was asking me all sorts of questions, what brought me here, was I having fun, etc. I just told him I was only here to chill out, and get drunk. He laughed and handed me his bottle and said "Drink up, buddy." I figured what the hell so I took a few gulps and felt the burn going down my throat. We kept talking, until finally I got up to go piss at the edge of the campfire. Just as I was thinking how drunk I was getting but having fun regardless, he appeared standing beside me, pulled-out his dick, and also took a piss. I jumped a bit, but still kept pissing, noticing he seemed to be studying my stream, so I looked over at his as well. He shook his cock a little to break my stare, and I looked over at his face. He had a different look now. Intense and not as friendly as before. I wasn't sure what to say, and before I could figure it out he turned and started pissing on my exposed cock and shorts. I couldn't move as inside I was panicking. I'd never thought of anything like this, and here a stranger was pissing on me and I didn't know what to do. His stream stopped and I felt his hand on my shoulder, pushing down. I'm not sure why I did it, but I got on my knees facing him. He stepped forward, his dangling cock right in front of me, and began pissing down the front of me, soaking my shirt before lifting his cock and aiming right for my face. His hot urine splashed in my eyes and ran down my cheeks, and he put his hand on top of my head and ordered me to open my mouth. Again, not sure why but I did exactly as he told me. He let loose another steam of piss right into my mouth, and commanded me to swallow at all, like a good pig. I began gulping and swallowing what I could. I was repulsed, but doing my best. When his stream stopped, I opened my eyes to see his hard cock jutting out a full eight inches, his fat cockhead still wet with piss. It was a sharp contrast to his lean frame. With his hand still on my head, he guided my head forward into my open mouth, and began fucking it. A few minutes later, he pulled his cock out and began rubbing it on my face, telling me I was a good whore and to stand up. Standing there, I noticed that despite my wet clothes and taste of piss and cock in my mouth, my cock was standing at attention. The stranger grabbed me by my cock and led me to my tent. He stripped my clothes outside the door, and led us inside. He had me remove his boots and jeans, and then lay back as he climbed on top of me. I was turned on as well as scared, and he began sucking my neck, tonguing my ears, and finally kissing me deeply. The feel of his big beard brushing my body was unbelievable, and my cock got even harder as his aggressive foreplay continued. "You're my whore tonight, boy, so relax and enjoy" he said. I didn't reply, and soon his fingers were playing with my hole, trying to push into my hole. I moaned, and he laughed, calling me a virgin, but quickly adding not for long. He climbed onto my chest and began jerking his cock right above my face, commanding me to lick his fuck stick. I began lapping my tongue on the underside of his head, and he laughed and told me what a good pig I was and to keep eating his toxic precum. When I heard him say that, I damned near panicked but his weight held me down. I tried to raise up but he smacked my face hard with his hand, telling me to lay the fuck still. He grabbed his cock and smacked it on my lips, telling me to open wide or else I'd taste the back of his hand again. I opened wide, and he began slow fucking my mouth. "That's it piggy, suck my toxic cock like a good whore!" His thrusts continued, and the taste of his precum grew stronger. Deeper and deeper into my throat he fucked, until I was sure I'd puke. I began gagging hard and he pulls his cock out, covered in my thick saliva. Next, he's twisting my arm around as he slid off my chest, forcing me to move in the direction he's pulling it. I'm half screaming as he twists, and finally I was on my stomach as he held my arm roughly behind my back. "Now get on your knees, pig" he said, twisting my arm to ensure my cooperation. I fumble to do as he says, as the pain he's inflicting on my arm is intense. "Good pig- now put your other hand on your back." Grabbing my free hand, he was now holding both in place on my back, as he scoots in right behind me, his cock pressing into my crack. He seems to clear his throat, but then I hear and feel him spit a goober on my ass. He repositioned to hold my arms with one hand, and grabs his cock with the other and begins rubbing his cock and spit into my hole. I quietly ask him to please let me go, but he ignored me, steadily pushing into my hole, slowly, in and out thrusts, but I had clamped tight, trying to prevent his entrance. Again he spat onto my hole, as his thumb slid in deeper as he murmured "There we go, piggy, open up for Daddy." Working his thumb in and out, telling me he was coating my whore cunt with his precum. From the slickness of his thumb as it moved freely in my ass, and I knew he isn't lying. Suddenly, his thumb was replaced by four inches of his cock. It took my breath away, but he didn't pause until he was fully buried in my ass. "Good piggy, I'm gonna show you how I make a man my whore" he said, as he slowly fucked my virgin hole. "Oh yeah fuck. I'm leaking my load inside you now boy. You like that? You want your new Daddy to knock you up and make you his toxic pig? Pop your pussy cherry and knock you up all in one night? Make you a fuck whore for the rest of your life?" His cock was thrusting harder, and I could hear the sloshing noises as my ass loosened to his fucking. He then started his final assault. " That's it baby, milk Daddy's dirty seed into your cunt. Drain it baby." He plunged forward, pulling my arms back and making me scream, holding his cock in as deeply as possible. I felt his cock pulsate stream after stream, coating my guts with his load. In that moment, when I was completely helpless and forever changed when a stranger came inside my ass, my cock spurted the biggest load of my life. Afterwards the stranger released my arms, and I chose to remain perfectly still as his cock stroked gently in and out of my hole. He spent the rest of the night in my tent, and the rest of the weekend. By the time I left, I had eight poz loads in my ass, and my new Daddy.

Anyone else love that first sniff of fresh Popper right before fucking or getting a cock in your ass. I feel it's almost one of the best feelings ever. I love it with the English White Lable.

It was the dead of winter. After weeks of bone numbing cold, I was really looking forward to blackout night at the baths. Lots of guys cruising, posing, teasing...but nowhere near enough fucking. What a joke. I got naked, greased my fuckhole, grabbed my towel and poppers; then headed to the public sling hoping there would be one real man among this flock of pathetic sheep. Empty as usual. I climbed up and waited. After awhile, the lurkers and the gropers would feel me up and move on. Pointless. Fucking pointless. I was up in that sling for roughly an hour and not one real FUCKER showed up to claim my hole. As I was about to climb out, a gaunt shadow appeared at the door...even in the darkness I could see he was tall, bearded, lean, with a long pale snake swinging freely between his legs. As he strode up to me, I could see his sunken eyes, his prominent cheekbones, his beautiful wasting. In that moment, I knew my life would change forever. He stood over me, framed between my wide open legs. His head cocked to one side as his cold hands took in my body...sending a chill through me. He extended his boney fingers towards my pussy...entering my mancunt, first one, then a second, and a third. His ragged fingernails scratching and scraping. A small twisted smile took residence in the thicket of his beard. My dick stiffened and started leaking, I moaned with desire. His dead black eyes drilling into my mind. I was his, and we both knew it. By now, his deathbone had stiffened into a weapon. Without a word spoken, he guided his whitesnake to my mawing cunt, I felt his plum sized cockhead push past my hole, followed by his long pale shaft. He slid into me...to the root...a cold fire shot through me. It was only then that he spoke...a gravelly, breathy whisper came from him; “Now I am be-cum death...destroyer of souls...” And with that did he start his fuck. Slow. Steady. Rhythmic. I poppered up and I was gone. Our eyes locked together, my mind shut down. This was my moment of truth. I was face to face with my destiny. My further. My end. Slow. Steady. Rhythmic...on and on...like an endless tide. Unrelenting. Unyielding. Utterly unstoppable. I was resigned to my fate...no, I welcomed it...I longed for the cold embrace of it. Calmly, quietly, he leaned in closer, his body stiffened, then he stopped...everything stopped. It was then that I felt shot after shot of his sick seed filling me. He ground his venom into me before his now glistening pale snake slithered out. And just before he returned to the inky darkness from whence he came, he hissed; “...and now, YOU are be-cum death as well...”

Part 6. Careless talk costs.... Our weekend dragged, I couldn’t find the words or right time to tell Steve what I’d been doing, knowingly taking anonymous loads and now known Poz cum up my ass, risking not only my health but his too and had to admit that I just cannot get enough Poz juice in my hole! We did talk about work however, probably the only time I was animated the whole weekend, how I was to mentor and train the bosses nephew and yet he has this huge personality and persona making me feel the lesser, subservient being. Steve tells me, “Well you’re dominant during sex, imagine you’re in bed with him, tell him he’s to do as you want, when you want. Conjure that image up and you’ll be fine.” If only he really knew! Come Monday morning I avoided Steve at breakfast and jumped from bed straight in the shower only to be surprised when he snuck up behind me wrapped his arms around my torso and ground his stiff dick in my ass crack. He giggled, “Marking my territory.” I couldn’t respond so remained still, which he took as a sign of acceptance by lovingly kissing my neck, tweaking my nipples and easing his cock to my hole. “Oh yeah baby, that feels so good when you open up to let slide right in.” I think to myself wishing I could say out loud, ‘Baby? I’m not your baby anymore and I’m not relaxing my sphincter and ass muscles to ‘let you in’ I’ve been fucked senseless leaving my abused hole gaping and an easy opening for your dick.’ I was silent as he tried to get off gently and lovingly fucking my slack love(less) canal, ten minutes of fucking went by and still no nut, the hot water ran out so I had to switch the shower off and still Steve persisted. One of his hands lowered to play with my cock which remained limp and uninterested. “Sorry still stressing about work, I just can’t do this” (Thinking to myself this is just too ordinary, no risk, no thrill of the chase and in no way of potential for getting knocked up) …he continued to pummel my ass as his strokes built up speed to finally reach his climax. “Arrrgh, ummmph, ahhh! There keep it in all day and you’ll have a part of me for support when you start training this Martin fellah. I’m out of the house in double quick time getting to work early only to be confronted by an even earlier Martin….. “Hi, Good weekend?” he enquired “Nah and before you ask no I didn’t tell Steve what I’ve been doing” I grumpily replied. “No worries, grab your laptop, Uncle wants us to trail his new ‘Agile Working’ project, you know working from home, I’ll drive, we’ll go to mine as I have a working space all set up ready and waiting.” En-route Martin got into fucking with my head saying stuff like, “Mate and We can get stuck in, together we are a slick operation, working towards a ‘Positive’ outcome”, it tripped off his tongue so easily I wasn’t sure if he was telling me about sex or work so, I sat there in silence. His/their house was a modernist all glass and white wash affair and minimal inside. Martin slung the car keys on the only table in the lounge and told me set up my laptop right there, then adding, “Aaron’s preparing our workspace, I’ll go check, in the meantime STRIP, I’m horny.” SOOOO sex was on his mind as I fire up my computer and lay my phone next to it then piece by piece step out of my cloths and I watch in awe as my cock begins lengthening, thickening and arcing upwards with each banging heartbeat, thump, thump, thump it goes that I fear my heart will burst through my chest and I tingle all over in anticipation. I jump as a fully clothed Aaron breaks my spell saying, “Your work station is ready for you now.” I’m led to a back room set up with a sling in the centre surrounded by glaringly bright lights that in contrast to the rest of the blacken out room blinds me sufficiently that I do not see the blinking red light of a camera already recording… “Jump in and get comfortable, you’re in for a bumpy ride mate!” I readily hop up and roll on to my back feeling the coolness of the leather sling instantly begin the warm against my naked skin, then both Martin and Aaron walk over and locked my wrists and ankles into the stirrups. As Aaron locks the last stirrup in place he flashes a mobile phone at me, I notice and blurt out “Wow, we have the same phone” A big goofy grin spreads across his face, replying “Oh really….” as he turns to a now naked Martin to avoid me seeing him wink as they swop positions and an already hard cock is pushed to my lips. It’s then that I see a freshly inked Biohazard tattoo between the root of his cock and navel with the skin still angry and red making the sign appear glowing and all the more dangerous and inviting. “Time to get to work, take it all, NOW, and get me harder with the back of your throat and nice sloppy blow job to get my toxic pre-cum flowing freely boy." As my eyes fix on the tattoo out of the corner I see Aaron zoom in with ‘his’ phone on me and what I’m looking at, automatically I eagerly open my mouth wide as Martin’s hard flesh disappears all the way down with my throat muscles dancing around his huge near 10 inch pole and without any chance to get used to his size he begins to rape my mouth. In a panic I try to remember to breathe as he pulls back then trying to relax my throat as he smashes back in with spit, phlegm and snot getting pumped out of my nose and mouth with each piston like thrust until he is balls deep with his heavy Poz cum laden balls resting on my chin. He momentarily rests as we both savor the satisfaction of our achievements. I can no longer see Aaron but do feel first his breath and then his fingers run around my freshly fucked hole, “Oh my we must have done a good job Friday coz his cunt is still open and puffy as I feel one sharp finger drill deep into my hole and then twists around in Steve’s cum, then another thicker finger enters me and together they work going in and out alternately. They then start a scissor like movement to open my rectum yet further until he’s satisfied with four fingers sucked in to stretch my sphincter in all directions. I truly feel like I’m in piggy heaven. “Ummm all slippery and wet” comment Aaron, “You been fucked before you got here?” Aaron yanks his fingers out and I gasp at the emptiness, “Yeah, it’s my husband’s cum” I admit. “Is it POZ cum?” “No I’m afraid not.” “Slut, that is all the lube you’re getting. Marty are you ready?” “YES!” is the reply as he fully pulls out of my mouth and takes the phone. “Jack, as Martin videos you just answer my questions, OK?” “Yes” escapes my lips before I even thought about a reply. “Who are you?” “My name is Jack” “Why are you here?” “To get converted by 2 sexy Poz tops” “Do you willingly wish to get Pozzed?” “Oh YES SIR, I really get off having risky sex” “I can see just by talking about getting knocked-up that cock of yours is pointing up rock hard and leaking. Is it always like this?” “No vanilla sex doesn’t do it for me anymore. I like it hard, rough and dangerous.” I admit looking up directly to the phone. One last question, “You are Negative?” I feel the hot heavy bluntness of his massive cock at the entrance of my exposed hole and in my heightened sexual state feel the sticky wetness of his toxic pre-cum ouze over my hole which puckers and twitch in expectation of what’s to come. “Yeah I’m Neg, but not for much longer!” BANG! The sling chains rattle as he pushes in balls deep, “Mmmmmmmm sloppy seconds in this cunt, ripe and ready for my radioactive recently checked 1 million viral load cum.” “Did you say you hadn’t told, err, Steven isn’t it that you’re a POZ cum hungry slut whose been going to the bus station toilet glory holes taking anonymous loads in both ends?” “Umm, yeah that’s err, right…..” panic now kicking in. “Why?” “You’re telling him NOW. Martin please hit send.” I watch in disbelief as it dawns on me that IT WAS MY PHONE as he scrolls down my contacts list….. “Yep, got it” I helplessly watch Martin’s finger tap the screen knowing in that instant my World has just imploded.

(aka From cautious to chaser) Drew started down the slippery slope when visiting a public toilet in a park. As he was relieving himself, another guy entered and instead of urinating started to wank his dick. The sight of this, turned Drew on and before he knew what was happening he was sucking thus guy off. As a result Drew started visiting this place regularly to suck and be sucked. After a few such encounters, people started either wanting to fuck him or be fucked by him. Drew would have none of that! This changed, however, when Drew came to the park, bringing with him a men's magazine just purchased that included a special gift of a condom. After perusing the magazine, the sexual tension got too much and he proceeded to the toilets to wank off his cock. Whilst he was in the cubicle another man entered the toilets and started wanking himself off at the urinals. Drew spotted him and joined him. But after some sexy playing with each other, the man said how much he like to be fucked. Drew thought that he did after all have a condom on him and agreed to do so. The next stage down the slippery slope and he wrapped his cock with the condom and started fucking this stranger. The excitement was too much and before long he'd shot his load. Thereafter Drew would bring a packet of condoms with him to satisfy the needs of several demanding men in the park's toilet block. Sometimes, some of the guys he met would try to Drew. Even with a condom, there was no way Drew would risk this and would always refuse. This changed when a newbie in his late teens who was still a virgin, eagerly desired to fuck Drew. Knowing his status, having played with him a few times, Drew acquiesced to allow the youth to take his anal virginity. It was very difficult for the youth to shove his erection up Drew's virgin hole and when he finally managed it, the pain was so unbearable that Drew had to get him to pull out almost immediately. Although, the experience had been initially unpleasant , it did lead Drew further down the slippery slope, now Drew became willing to be fucked with a condom. Drew started frequenting a popular cruising site. There he was often in demand to fuck or be fucked. Drew remained cautious and always fucked with a condom, despite offers to do without. One interesting feature at this site, on hot sunny days many frequenters would walk around the site absolutely naked. Sometimes Drew also went naked. It was this that eventually led Drew further down the slippery hole. As Drew was walking naked along one of the quieter side paths of the site, he espied a good-looking naked young man in his early twenties. This man was obviously interested in Drew and headed further into the bushes and found a secluded clearing. When he got there the young man went onto his knees offering his arse to be fucked. Only condoms were not on offer. Drew was torn between fucking him sheathless and walking away. But the temptation got too much for him and before he knew it, he had gone further down the slippery hole! Drew squirted lube on his now erect penis and entered the man bare. He thrust in and out with his bare cock until the excitement of the situation became too much for Drew and he shot his load inside the man. Not only was the young man very appreciative,but asked Drew to felch his cum around inside him. Yet another new experience for Drew. After that Drew went on to fuck other men bare, but was always careful not to let anyone fuck him bare. Once again Drew started further down the slippery slope, as he was fucking another guy bare in a coppice within the cruising site, when another guy came along to see what was happening. Drew, being an exhibitionist at heart, welcomed the attention and was happy for onlookers to admire him pistoning in and out of this man. The watcher wanked himself off to the sight, but much to Drew's surprise, he suddenly felt the man shove his cock up Drew's arse. The man must have presumed Drew was happy to be fucked bare if he was fucking another guy bare. Drew so enjoyed the experience of this bare cock up him that he let the man fuck him for a while, before ensuring he stopped short of cumming inside him. There was no way, Drew was going to let that happen to him. After that from time to time, Drew allowed people to fuck him bare but with always the proviso that they weren't to cum inside him! There's was absolutely no way that Drew would go down the slippery slope any further, was there? He popped into a local toilets that was used for cottaging. Several men were wanking themselves in the urinals. Drew went into one of the cubicles and also started getting himself erect, when one of the others in the bloc joined him within the cubicle. Drew sucked the man off and when he was fully erect, he was very keen to fuck Drew bare within the cubicle. It didn't take much to persuade Drew to turn around and bend over within the confined space to accommodate this man's bare dick inside him. He forcefully fucked Drew. There came a point when Drew felt the time had come for this man to withdraw to avoid spilling his semen inside him, so Drew tried to pull away but was rather stuck within the small confines of the cubicle. The man continued his onslaught. On no less than four occasions Drew tried to pull out but to no avail! Then the man pulled out, but Drew then noticed to his horror that the man's cock was coated with fresh jizz. He had come inside Drew bare! Drew didn't immediately become a cumdump far from it. Although he continued to fuck people bare, he still refrained from being fucked bare. Often he still used condoms. But he continued down the slippery slope when he was sucking a guy off in the darkroom. The angle Drew was at was perfect for people to come up behind him and stick their cocks right up his bare arse, which is what one guy proceeded to do. Drew was surprised by this man's no-asked bare entry, but he enjoyed the feeling so let him continue, whilst he continued to suck on cock. The man's ploughing of Drew's arse kept apace with Drew's sucking of the other's cock until in synchrony they both blew their load. Drew enjoyed his first experience of simultaneously receiving two loads, one oral, one anal. This just pushed him further down the slippery hole! Drew started to take bare cock, throwing caution to the wind, except he still did not knowingly accept poz cocks. Drew was now kidding himself as he happily accepted any cocks without asking. He particularly enjoyed one occasion when in the darkroom, he was taken by four different men, all who spunked deeply into his hole, so that their sperm started oozing out of his arse. Drew craved and got more of this action. He continued down the slippery hole! Encouraged by barebacking sites that insisted it was safe to be barebacked by those who were poz but on medication, he took his next step down the slippery hole by contacting someone, who described himself as poz on meds. He arranged to meet him for an anonymous fuck. Drew arranged to let himself into the man's house and find him inside with his arse lubed and ready to be taken. Drew entered gingerly and found the man lying on his bed naked and ready for action. Drew spent little time with preliminaries, dropping his pants, stroking his cock erect and then plunging it into his first acknowledged poz bottom. Down the slippery slope Drew went as he shoved his cock down the man's slippery hole! Drew was really turned on by what he was doing and thrust in and out quickly. Just as quickly he came to a climax, splattering the inside of the poz bottom with his negative spunk. Drew left without further ado, but determined to find another poz on meds arse to fuck. There was, of course, no way he was going to let a poz fuck his arse! Drew next went to visit another contact, who was also poz on meds, and attended his local sauna. He met up with him and they went into a private cubicle, where they spent time sucking one another off before Drew got himself ready and placed his cock against the bum crack of another poz arse. He pushed in firmly added by the lubrication of saliva and found a welcoming hole within. Drew enjoyed fucking yet another bare poz arse. It turned him on, but he felt reassured that he didn't think it was too risky. The excitement led him to ejaculate inside quite quickly. But the session wasn't over as his contact wanted to be sucked off by Drew. As he sucked him off so the wonderful cock grew in his mouth and Drew realised he wanted this cock up his arse. Knowing his status, but that he was on meds, made Drew feel okay about doing so and yet once again it pushed Drew further down the slippery slope as this magnificent specimen was pushed bare up Drew's arse. Drew was surprised how much he was turned on by the experience of receiving a bare poz cock up his arse and longed for his poz, albeit it undetectable, seed would flood his insides. It wasn't long before his desire was realised and the cock pulsed as great wads of poz sperm shot up his hole. Drew wanted more, did this include going that final slide down the slippery slope and accepting an unmedicated poz cock? Things progressed faster than Drew could have imagined, he was contacted on a barebacking site by someone very close in his vicinity, but who was described as poz not on meds. Drew replied that he was willing to meet up, but who only be prepared to fuck him and not be fucked by him, rationalising this might be safer. The following evening he popped round to the man's house. They soon got down to business and the guy was happy to accept Drew's full grown cock up his arse. Drew picked up a good rhythm and was completely turned on by the experience of fucking his first fully poz arse. So he descended even further down the slippery slope, no longer cautious in his actions, Drew had effectively become a chaser. Drew blasted his load inside the man and presumed this was the end of the proceedings, but the guy had other plans. He persuaded Drew to accept his cock up inside him, agreeing that he would withdraw if requested. Drew felt really turned on, but scared as he accepted the man's poz cock up his arse. The man ploughed Drew's arse really well and Drew was enjoying the feeling of bare cock inside him. Drew was now descending to the bottom of the slippery pole as the man's pole slid up his slippery arse. This carried on for quite some time before Drew called a halt to the proceedings fearing the danger of him accidentally shooting his toxic load inside him. Drew got the shock of his life as the man withdrew his now wilting cock from Drew's hole for it was covered in spunk. He insisted that he would have withdrawn at any time if Drew had asked him, but considering he had not, he happily shot his very toxic poz cum inside Drew.! Drew had now slipped to the very bottom of the slippery pole!

Part 21 　 With Hank's kisses and his fingers working my hole, twisting and turning and going in and out, I was having a hard time deciding what to do. I wanted him so bad, but the chances were great! I really wanted to feel what I had seen Tom feel, but the conflict was huge. Then Hank whispered, "Let me in you, Jim and I will pull out before I cum. I just want to pop your ass cherry and show you what it feels like. It will be amazing, I promise." I could hardly think and then as I was looking deep into his eyes, I nodded. He had been moving between my legs before I could answer and his cock was already at the entrance of my ass. As I nodded my agreement, he pulled his fingers from my hole and I felt the head of his huge cock there, trying to press in. His fingers had made me feel full, but his cock was way bigger. He pushed gently, trying to ease his way in. I thought, there is going to be no way I can do this, it was way too big for me. Then, just as I was thinking that, the head of his cock popped past my opening and was sinking in. OMG, it hurt and I started to scream, but he planted his lips on mine and I could only whimper. Then the entire head seemed to be in me and he leaned back and whispered to me again, "the worst is about over and now it will start to feel great, just relax and let go." He stopped for bit and then started to push in more. The pain was intense, but the further in he got the less it seemed to be. Deeper and deeper into me he pushed. The entire time his eyes were looking deep into mine and I could see the passion rising more and more in him. Then I felt his balls hit my ass and he said, "there, that isn't so bad now is it? I am all the way in you." He raised up a little and I looked down and could tell he was all in me. I couldn't believe I had that huge 9" cock buried in my ass and now my virginity there was gone. He held me like that for a while, letting me get used to the fullness. Then slowly and gently he pulled his cock back out of me until just the head was still in me. Then just as slowly he pushed it back in. I felt the pressure of it against my prostate and it was harder than anything else had been. I arched my back and it actually felt like more of him went in deeper. Then he started a nice slow in and out movement. The more he did it the better it felt. I was flying away on a cloud of pure pleasure. More and more until I could think of nothing else but the driving of his cock in and out of me. My cock was hard as a steel pole and throbbing uncontrollably. OMG, he had been right, this was better by far than a BJ. Our mouths were clamped together and our tongues entangled. He started to increase his speed and the sensations grew more and more. I found myself almost screaming, "fuck me, more, fuck me, pound my hole!" Hank was getting faster and faster, pounding my hole hard. Both of us were gasping for air. Then I could feel my cock start its unmistakable tingle that was leading to me cumming. I told him, "I'm going to cum! Pound my hole and make me." Hank was gritting his teeth then. He said, "I am almost ready to cum too! Hurry and cum or I won't be able to hold back." I said, "It's here, I am cumming!" Then my cock sprayed and kept on jet after jet after jet of cum flowed out of me. Hank then yelled, "OMG, I can feel your ass pulsing with each throb of your cock. I am going to have to cum also." He then, true to his word, pulled out of me all at once, making me groan as he blew his load clear up across my chest and then I felt his cock against mine and they were both still throbbing. My ass was on fire though from being so empty all at once. I felt like something was missing even though this had been the most intense fuck of my life. We laid together like that for a long time kissing and grinding our cocks together and enjoying the after shocks of our intimacy. Then he finally rolled off of me and pulled me onto my side as we continued kissing and cuddling and we both then fell asleep like that.

Part 20 　 Wednesday morning came and it was too fast getting here like the last couple of days. I got up and dressed and down for coffee, again. They were outside already I noticed as I looked out. Why did I keep looking? This time I definitely felt my mouth drop open as they were on the picnice table, but not the seats. I could see that Tom was on his back with his legs over the stripper's shoulders and Hank was sitting on his chest. He had the stripper's giant cock in his ass and pounding away and had Hank's huge cock in his mouth sucking like crazy. I could hear his moans of pleasure and heard the gasps of pleasure from the other two as well. I couldn't take my eyes off of them. Then the stripper almost yelled, "I'm cumming, take my HOT cum." Tom released Hank's cock long enough to yell, "OMG, that is fantastic, fill me full!" Then he swallowed Hank's cock again and Hank was telling him, "here comes my load, too. Swallow it all down for me." Tom was squirming and pushing his ass hard back on the stripper's cock. After a couple more minutes of grinding away, Hank pulled his cock from Tom's mouth and Tom was saying, "wow, that was the best fuck I have ever had. My hole is still tingling and throbbing from that pounding. I love it!" They finally untangled and got up and sat on the seats then. Tom kept squirming and then said, "OMG, you two have my ass positively craving more and more." I got my coffee and went out the door to say hi and bye again. They all kind of grinned at me a little sheepishly but told me to have a good day. As I was going back in, I looked over my shoulder and Hank was staring at me and stroking his still hard cock. It looked like he wanted to devour me with that look. How I got through work that day is a wonder in itself. I did get more done than normal, even with the vision of Tom getting filled at both ends going through my mind all day. How anything as huge as the stripper's mammoth cock or Hank's almost as big of one bring that much pleasure to someone's ass was beyond my comprehension. I couldn't seem to get over the look of ecstasy on Tom's face as he recieved those two loads of cum in him almost together. He still had that look on his face after they were done and he was sitting on the table in total rapture it seemed. Finally the work day was over and I headed for home. I got there and found Hank on the front porch just waving goodbye to Tom and the stripper as they were driving off. He gave me a huge smile and came over as I was headed for my door. I told him hi and he said it back. He then said, "I was hoping to catch you tonight. I was a little busy last night and was wondering, since we skipped last night, if you wanted another good sucking? I really love your cock and cum and body." He was saying that as we got to my door and as I opened it and stepped inside, he followed, closing the door with his foot and grabbing me in a bear hug and his lips planting on mine. I found I could not resist his advance and returned the kiss as ardently. As we kissed, his hands were all over me, pinching my nipples gently through my shirt, rubbing my hardening cock through my pants and then grabbing both cheeks of my ass and pulling me tight against him where I could feel that big dick of his rubbing against mine. He broke off the kiss and taking me by the hand we headed upstairs to my bedroom. We entered and immediately were kissing and caressing each other and almost tearing our clothes off. I couldn't believe the intensity of our passion. We were basically feeding on each other. Then we were naked and climbing on the bed. I could feel his hands all over me and my body was on fire with a need for release. Everywhere he touched me almost burned into my very being. I found myself absolutely needing his touch and wanting his mouth to engulf my cock. He pushed me down onto my back and started kissing his way down my body and turning of the bed as he went. His mouth closed on my cock just as his hit my mouth and I opened up and swallowed all of him I could as well. My dick was throbbing and I could feel his doing the same and they were in sync with each other. It was all I could do to not blast my load immediately and I think he sensed it and stopped sucking me for a minute and grabbed the base of my cock hard making me gasp and my cock stopped its start towards a way too early climax. He held me like that for a good couple of minutes before his mouth engulfed me again. After a few more minutes he stopped, again, and got clear up and off of the bed. I was shocked and couldn't move, but it was only a few seconds as he dug into his pants and came back with a tube of lube. He opened it up and squirted a good amount on his hand, climbed on me again and dropped his cock to my waiting mouth and his mouth to my cock as he pulled my legs up and back and smeared the lube all over my hole and drove a finger into me. The slipperyness of the lube allowed his finger to go all the way in in one push driving me crazy with more lust. Then he started to put another and then another finger in my hole till I am sure he had all 4 on one hand in there. This time he was a little harder putting them in me and pushing them in deep and twisting them and on the way out they almost were dragging my insides with them, but he was hitting my prostate and it was wonderful. With his mouth clamped on my cock and his cock in my mouth, I felt like I was floating away in heat. I could feel my orgasm approaching when he stopped sucking and grabbed my cock hard, again, until the feeling subsided driving me totally crazy. I had wanted that release and now was really frustrated. He pulled his cock from my mouth also. Then kissed his way up my body without taking his fingers out of my hole. He got to my lips and planted another of his deep passionate kisses on me. Then he leaned up and said, "I can't take it anymore, Jim. I want to fuck you too badly to continue like this. Let me show you what it is like to have real pleasure." He was looking me deep in my eyes as he said that. His look was almost desperate. My mind was telling me not to but my passions, through my cock and ass, were telling me I needed release. I startd to nod and then asked, "Do you have a rubber?" He answered, "no, I never use them. They seldom fit me and they don't feel as good, either." Now, I was freaking out. I knew he was having unprotected sex with several different guys, a lot of it. But did I want to take that chance? He was continuing his assault with his fingers on my hole, driving me crazy and my cock was hard as a rock, making it hard to concentrate and decide. I am sure he could see the conflict on my face. He said, "I know you want it. I an feel it in the way your ass is gripping my fingers. I want to make you feel so good." What to do?

My own personal fetish. ; ) I do it - deliberately - at the adult bookstore all the time... and make sure people see it.

Part 17 　 The things one hears just standing around. I find I have no idea of gay things and have not had any dealings with it before. Now after a weekend of seeing and feeling some of the things that go on between two guys it has left me wondering about them. Oh, well, has nothing to do with me I guess. By now I have to go to the bathroom and head there. As I am taking a leak I can hear the unmistakable, by now, sounds coming through the wall. Looks like the new owner and his friends are back at it again. Sounds like they are in his bathroom. Then I can hear one of them saying to go ahead and spray him down good and make sure I get to swallow some of that sweet pee while you are at it. They are apparently into the peeing mood now it seems. From the sounds, it is one guy getting all of them at once, too. I had tried my own and now I had that to think about, too. I think I will have to ask Hank about that next time we talk. About an hour later there was a knock on my back door. I answered it to find Hank. He asked how I was doing? I decided I needed to ask him about the peeing thing they were doing. I asked him too, "Hi, Hank, I wanted to ask you about something for sure, peeing things?" He grinned and said, "we call it watersports actually. What do you want to know?" I told him I had heard them through the wall, again. He laughed and said, "Looks like we are going to have to be quieter over there." I told him I had heard them the other day, too, and had actually tried my own. He said, "It was much better from someone else and he would be glad to show me sometime, if I wanted. He had actually come over to see if I wanted another good sucking as he thought my cum was really sweet tasting." I was flattered at that somewhat and definitely as soon as he had entered it was on my mind and my dick was already tingling from the memory. In just the couple of minutes we had been talking I could already see his cock starting to push against the material of his shorts and mine was definitely remembering his lips on it. I found I actually wanted one right now and told him I was ready for another one for sure. As we were talking, we had been heading into the livingroom, but now I headed for the stairs and he followed me up and to my bedroom. It took us almost no time to get naked and then his mouth was planted on mine as we kissed passionately. Without breaking the kiss, we climbed on the bed. His hand found my cock and started to stroke it and for the first time, I reached out and took ahold of his. I had wanted to see how that huge meat had felt and it throbbed in my hand as I stroked him, too. Then he surprised me by breaking off the kiss and looking me in the eyes, he said, "wow, that feels so good, but I have been drinking water and at least three beers all afternoon and now I have to piss, again. Would you like to try that now?" I nodded and we jumped out of bed and headed in to the bathroom and into the shower. I found I really wanted to try this. He pushed me down to my knees and said, "open your mouth and get ready." I opened wide and he leaned close with his cock almost in my mouth and said, "here it comes." As he said that, he suddenly started to piss in my mouth and I found myself trying to gulp it down. What a flood and my mouth kept opening and shutting, getting it all over me, as well. Then he grabbed my head as my mouth opened once more and all at once shoved his cock in as he unloaded the last of his piss, holding me tight so that all that was left was going in me and I had to swallow fast. His cock was so big, it filled my mouth and as he was finishing peeing, he kind of moved it in and out of my mouth a little while telling me to watch my teeth. Damn, I had a cock in my mouth! I hadn't been ready for that. I could taste his piss but then I found a different taste taking its place, something salty as the pee but also very sweet tasting. I looked up at him and he released my head then. As his cock came out of my mouth, I could see a long slick string still attached to the head and realized it must have been his precum I was tasting. I decided it tasted as good or maybe even better than the piss. He pulled me up then into a kiss. Then as he pulled back he asked, "how was that? I had to feel those lips of yours on my cock too." I said, "it tasted pretty good and I think your precum was even better." He smiled at that and said, "well, maybe you might like my cum too, we might have to 69 if you want." I frowned and he quickly said, "you don't have to right now, but soon I hope, but now I want your cum for sure." We wiped off the piss that I had on me and headed back into the bedroom. We got on the bed and laid down and were soon making out like crazy. Kissing and both of us stroking the other's cocks to full hardness. Then his kisses went down across me again and as he reached my cock he engulfed it all in one gulp and I almost came unglued again from the heat of his mouth. This time however he turned around on the bed so his cock was towards my head and he took ahold of my legs and raised them up and spread them wide. He sucked me for a while and then went down my balls and to my ass, licking and up and down my crack and running his tongue in my hole each time as far as he could. The tickle and tingle was driving me wild. Hank then went back up to my cock and as his mouth closed on it and started to swallow it, I felt his finger at my hole again, pressing into me and making my cock throb hard. As he did it all this time he suddenly straddled my face with leg on each side of my head and his cock dangling right in my face. It was dripping precum like crazy and I stuck my tongue out and started to lick it up. His mouth was doing fantastic things to my cock and I knew I was going to explode my cum into him almost too quickly. As his head bobbed up and down on my cock, he was lowering his cock closer to my face and as I gasped from the sensations, his cock entered my mouth. I was startled at first but then found I just had to suck it to try and make him fell like he was making me feel. He started to move his cock in and out of my mouth, fucking my mouth and throat. I didn't care with what his mouth was doing to me at this point. I could already feel my orgasm building and wanted it badly. Then I was there and my cum was filling his mouth full and again I felt his finger(s) filling my ass making my orgasm really intense. Just as I was finishing, Hank, pulled his cock from my mouth leaving me gasping and turned around on the bed. He clamped his mouth to mine and I could actually taste my cum on his lips and tongue as he kissed me deeply. I was almost out of it and in bliss. I then realized he had turned and was between my legs and his fingers were still in me and then he pulled them out and I felt the head of his cock at my hole and I could tell from the wetness that was forming there that Hank was cumming on me again and then it even felt like he pushed the head of his cock inside a little. The huge feeling coming with my orgasm was great too I found. Then we were both done and gasping for air.

Part 16 　 I woke up Monday morning, but not refreshed as I had tossed and turned all night. My mind kept going over and over what had happened over the weekend. Totally crazy happenings for me. Findin out new owner of the property was gay, watching a guy strip, and getting 2 fantastic BJs from my new neighbor, Hank. I had never done anything gay in my life before and could not believe I had done what I did. Not like me at all. I always knew exactly what I was doing and had fucked many a woman and told I was good at it. But, wow, Hank had a huge cock, bigger than my 7" by at least two more inches and bigger around also and the stripper's had even been bigger and fatter yet. Then it dawned on me that I had actually watched two of Hank's friends fucking, too. What the hell was I doing? The BJs, though, had been the best ever for sure, but had overheard Hank telling a guy he was thinking of me while fucking him last night. What to make of that as he knew I was straight, or did I want another of those fantastic BJs? I decided I wanted another, but would have to be careful as for sure, Hank wanted to fuck me, too and I am pretty sure I am not ready for that. I got up, dressed for work and headed to the kitchen to make coffee. I had just turned it on when I heard voices coming from outside my open window. I looked out to see Hank, Tom and the stripper sitting on the picnic table drinking their coffee and all were naked, again. I got my coffee and opened the door and stuck my head out to say good morning. Before I could speak, I saw that Tom wasn't actually sitting on the seat but was in the lap of the stripper. As I watched, I could see him squirming around and it dawned on me that perhaps the stripper's cock was up his ass and he was grinding down on it with a huge smile on his face. The stripper glanced up and saw me, standing there with my mouth hanging open, and he said, "Hey, Jim, good morning. Come on out and say hi." They all turned to look at me then and I went down the steps towards them. I said, "good morning all. Beautiful out isn't it?" They all said their hellos back and then Hank asked, "headed to work are you? Have a nice day there, and remember us having a nice day here." Then they all laughed and I said my goodbyes and headed out. Being tired out and after the view I had that morning, work was hell. I never did hit my stride and could not concentrate enough to really accomplish much. As soon as the day was over, I got out and headed home quickly, determined to get a better nights rest in. Arriving home, I headed to the kitchen to get some supper, just wanted more of a snack than a meal. Fixed a cold meat sandwich and grabbed a Coke and sat down at the table. I could hear voices outside again and figured Hank and friends must still be there. I finished my sandwich, got up and looked out the window to find quite a site. There on the picnic table, laying side by side were two guys, with their legs on the shoulders of Hank and the stripper and being fucked rough and hard. I hadn't been prepared for that, but couldn't take my eyes off of those two huge cocks pounding away in those other's asses. How the hell could they take that? They must have been at it a while before I got home because only a couple of minutes went by when both Hank and the stripper both seemed to reach orgasm at about the same time and were gasping their release of their cum inside those other two. After nother couple of minutes of grinding their cocks around inside of those asses they pulled out and all 4 of them got up and sat around the table. They were soon talking and I could hear most of what was said. It seemed to be about me somewhat. The others all seemed to be interested in if Hank was going to try to make it with me. He said, "I would love to, but he is straight and although he enjoyed me giving him, probably the best head he ever got, he didn't know if I was ready for the ultimate pleasure yet or not." The concensus of opinion of the other three was actually that when he had had his cock against my hole he should have just rammed it home anyway, whether I wanted it or not. Hank told them he really wasn't that much into any kind of rape scene, but was hoping that maybe I would allow him to pop my ass cherry just to show me what I was missing out on and how really fantastic sex could be. They got up then and went inside. I stood there a while longer wondering. I had no answer to what was said, although I did admit I wanted more of Hank's fantastic BJs. I was not at all sure I wanted fucked though, by him or anyone else.

Okay guys, I made a mistake. A few days ago I went to the rocky horror picture show, that midnight movie thing where people don't actually watch the movie but prefer to talk and screw around. I rarely picked up guys from this place, but I do love sex so I wasn't opposed to the idea. I have been a little careful with who I screwed around with. I'm only 19 years old now, and I'm still a college girl, but eventually I want a family and it'd be much harder to find someone to start one with if I had STD's. The problem is, I've somehow developed a weird fetish for the biggest one of all; HIV. You guys have only nurtured this fetish, with all your stories, so I often end up getting off to my the idea of bugchasing. I thought I'd never do it though, until I met Tony. When I went to Rocky that night, I was with a few friends at first but they quickly went separate ways to hit on whichever guy showed them the most attention. Since I was the skinny blonde in the ground, I had quite a few guys hanging around me. I had worn a black minidress that only barely covered what needed to be covered, so they must have guess my intentions. I mostly just wanted attention, but I wasn't opposed if someone was promising enough. There were maybe 3 guys sitting next to me trying to chat me up, another few were sitting nearby in case these guys struck out. I don't remember much about two of them, but the third was Tony. He was funny, and confident, oh and he was only wearing golden underwear the clearly highlighted his man-parts. After a while though I still wasn't biting. The first two left quickly, but Tony stuck around for a bit. I laughed at his jokes, but when he asked if I wanted to head towards the back I declined, as I was pretty sure I knew what he intended. Eventually he said he was going on his own and left. After a few minutes, another guy came to sit down. He said "You're lucky you didn't go back there with that guy. I heard he has an STD." This peaked my interest. I politely told the new guy I had to go and walked towards the back of the theater. I found Tony and started with"Hey, someone told me something interesting just now... Is it true you have an STD?" Tony smirked. "People say the darndest things" he said, "a lot of them are just jealous of me." I noticed he hadn't actually answered the question. I pointed out to him "So is that a yes or a no?" He leaned in and whispered "Would it change your mind if I said yes?" "I haven't made up my mind yet, and people don't do things back here anyway. Now just tell me what you have." He leaned in further and pushed his body against mine. I backed up but was now against a wall. He followed so his body was lightly pinning me to the wall. He started kissing my lips, then moved to my neck. When I let out a slight moan he leaned up to my ear and whispered "Okay, I have AIDS. But people don't normally fuck in the back of the theater anyway, it's mostly just for foreplay before they take it home. So you're safe, right?" He went back to kissing my ear, and then my neck. I figured he was correct, I couldn't get it from just kissing him. Honestly I'd never been so turned on from just someone kissing my neck, I had to experiment with this a little. Tony was my forbidden fruit. While sucking on my neck, Tony reached his hand around to lift up my skirt and grab my ass. While pulling me into him by my butt, Tony started grinding his bulge against my front. He guided me to the floor where we started making out. Within a few minutes, he had crept his hand into my underwear and was fingering me. I started moaning much loader now. A crowd was starting to form, as people usually didn't go this far in the back of the theater where everyone could see. He whispered into my ear "You've got some interesting fetishes girl... Don't you want to take them all the way?" I knew this was too far. I couldn't actually risk getting something, especially since most people knew he had something and it would quickly get around that I had it too. I told him "No... I can't..." "I'll use a condom." he said. "Still, I can't risk that kind of thing". He accepted my rejection, and not wanting to get blue balls he stopped fingering me, got up, and walked away. I chose to leave the theater, cause I needed to get away from him before I gave into my urges. When I got to my car, some guy stopped me from getting in and told me he saw what happened and it was a good decision cause most people know Tony has HIV. I wanted to get home soon, but I was so fucking horny. I stopped and let this guy chat me up for literally 15 seconds before I said 'fuck it' and grabbed his bulge. He understood and whipped me around so I was leaning over the hood. I said "Use a condom" but he pretended not to hear. Within seconds my panties were down and he was inside me. The guy lasted maybe 30 seconds before cumming. I realized I'd basically just exposed myself to god knows what STD's, and I didn't even get halfway decent sex. It ended before I could get anywhere. The guy walked away quickly, leaving me with my panties on the ground next to my car. I pulled my panties up, as another dude walked towards me. This guy said he wanted to show me something in the theater. I wasn't sure what to expect, as he could clearly just fuck me out here, so why go inside? I was intrigued, so I let him lead me back. When I got inside, I saw Tony again. "I heard you screwed some guy just now? But you wouldn't screw me?" I turned to the guy who had led me here. "I wanted to see a show" he replied. I was about to turn around and leave, but he grabbed my neck, I guess he figured out how much I like guys doing things to my neck. He pulled me back to him and let his bulge rest against my crotch. He started kissing me passionately and I couldn't convince myself to make him stop. I told him "I can't fuck you... I need a husband someday." He didn't reply and instead just guided me to the ground. Again he started fingering the shit out of me. He said "I know you want this." as he pulled my dress off. He started pulling my panties off while I used my last bit of self control to say "I've got to go..." even though I was only wearing a bra at this point. I felt someone come behind me and unclasp that as well. I looked and saw the guy who had led me here. He said "I also have that fetish, I've never seen it in real life though." I realized there was a large crowd around now. I knew I had to go but Tony had crawled on top of me. "Tell me to fuck you" he said. "Use a condom..." I pleaded. He was resistant to using a condom, but several people in the crowd yelled at him to use one. Apparently they weren't all bugchasers. Tony obliged and finally put on a condom. I was still hesitant about this, but I couldn't stop myself anymore. He pushed my legs open, slipped in between them, and slid in his cock. It was a fuck like I couldn't believe. He was pounding me relentlessly, within five minutes I had cum three times. I had my legs wrapped around him as he kept jackhammering my pussy. After the third orgasm, the guy from the parking lot came over and said "I didn't lead her back here for you to use a condom though..." Tony smirked. He used one hand to hold me down by the neck, then pulled his dick out and used his other hand to pull off the condom. A few people in the crowd shouted their disdain, I half-heartily tried to push him off but he just kept humping me. The crowd was still shouting at him to use a condom, so he shouted back "If she wants me to stop, all she needs to say is stop". I almost said stop, but I had waited too long for this. Just one more orgasm I thought. Between moans I said "Please don't cum in me..." but he just grinned. His pace starting picking up, I could feel his breathing getting heavy. The crowd was yelling again, telling him not to do it. I almost told him to stop, but I was so close to my fourth orgasm. As I approached my peak, he yelled "I'M CUMMING!!!" That sent me over the edge as I felt his cock start pulsing, launching poisonous cum into my womb. I felt him pump at least 12 shots in before finally settling down. The crowd was silent now. I laid there for a while, not really sure what to think. I drank a lot of Gatorade and things since then. I'm still not sure if I have it. It's not very contagious via vaginal, but he pumped so much in... I'm still afraid to go to the doctors. In a few weeks we'll see if I got sick. Until then, who knows? Maybe I got away with my mistake?

PART 2 As I started to cAtch my breath, the knowledge that an HIV positive guy had just cum inside me hit me more. I was still riding the waves of pleasure from getting fucked though and looked down at my still rock hard cock and realized I had completely ignored it. It hadn’t mattered to me. All of my pleasure had come from my hole. And that pleasure had been more amazing than anything I had ever felt. I knew I couldn’t not have more, whatever the risk was gonna be. He had lit a fire in me. His hard cock had. And his cum. His hot cum that was hiv positive and currently soaking into me, my body absorbing it. As his softening cock slowly slid out of me, I immediately instinctively clamped my hole shut. It seemed important to keep it all in me. “Chris, that was the hottest hole I have fucked in years. I swear, your hole gripped my cock like you literally needed it in you. And i’m So happy you decided to let me breed you and give you my cum. It’s a special bond we have now. You have my seed inside you, my essence.” I was so happy. I was a good bottom. He had loved fucking me. “I couldn’t help it. Once you were inside me, it felt so good. And I didn’t want it to stop. And... I don’t know why, but all of a sudden it just seemed like I needed your cum.” I was embarrassed saying the last part. I couldn’t understand it really, I just knew what it felt like. And at the time, something clicked and I needed it. I would have begged if I had had to, but didn’t say that. He looked down at me and smiled. “My boy found his inner cum slut. I knew when I saw you that you would be special. Some guys get fucked and some guys are bottoms Chris. You are a bottom. Bottoms need cock in their holes. They don't use condoms. Taking cum becomes an addiction. A need. I have a feeling my cute young friend, that your hole is going to need lots of hot cum to be happy.” As I lay on the thin mattress with a near strangers cum flooded in my hole, my cock still hard, what he had just said ran in my head over and over. I had been fucked before and it had been just ok. Not great at all. The fucking I had just taken in this tiny little room had been the exact opposite. It had been the hottest sex I had ever had or even thought of. I had never felt so alive, had never wanted a cock so badly. And it had occurred to me more than once, a guy with HIV had shot a huge load in my ass and I wasn’t scared or freaking out. I was grateful. It was like.... it was like he had showed me the secret. “I don’t even know what’s happening, but I can’t help it. Nothing ever felt that good before.” Now he rose off the bed and looked at me intently. “My boy has a look that is telling me his hole is still hungry.” I nodded, a little embarrassed to admit it, even to him. It was all so new. “Let’s go find you a nice big cock to fill you up again. Do you want that? To feel another man’s cock throbbing as he shoots his sperm into your willing little ass?” My eyes big, my cock like steel, I rose off the bed too and took his hand as he opened the door and began to lead me down the narrow hall towards whatever or whoever was next. I was scared and nervous, but most of all excited and horny. And I knew I wanted more.

After having sex with god-only-knows how many men over the years I recently had sex with a trans man (FTM) for the first time and damn, I loved it. Going down on him was amazing because he was so responsive -- he just kept having orgasm after orgasm. I don't have a desire to eat out a woman, no attraction to pussy, but having sex with my trans buddy wasn't either of those things. His sexual energy was all male. It made me realize we're all made of the same sexual tissue. His just looks and feels different from other men but that didn't make him any less of a man in my experience. Very hot!

Part 2 I then asked, “Don’t we have a party to get to?” Dante answered, “Fuck yeah, but I need to make a stop at my place to get more ‘supplies’.” Dante We pulled up to my crib and I pulled into my garage. After turning the engine off I quick shut the garage door and invited Chris inside while I prepare ‘supplies’ I was going to take to the party. He went to put his shirt back on when I stopped him, “I sure you’re still hot from the T for smoked cause I know I am, besides you got a nice bod, you should show it off.” As usual there were a few members of my crew there are their bitches. Although I am gay, most of my crew is straight. I introduced Chris to all that were in my crib especially my two gay boys. As Chris was busy with two of the gay boys in my crew, one of them asked, “Hey boss is he?” I answered, “He is, he just don’t know if yet. Nothing like a little Tina and Gina to bring the gay out in a gay boy in denial. Can you fix him a drink and make sure he’s got a well packed pipe while I get things prepared.” I let Chris know, “These boys are going to keep you entertained while I'm getting things ready” as I headed to my bedroom Chris was already given the G laced drink and was escorted into the living room. I headed out you the pool house to get things ready once Chris was tweaking on Tina and strong in the hold of Gina. Chris Dante left me with a few of the guys hanging out at his place. I had my drink in hand, a pipe sitting on the table, with a torch. I didn’t hesitate as I sipped my drink I began to smoke the pipe. As I quickly was nearly the end of my drink I continued to smoke the pipe and noticed that two of Date's guys were with this girl that was apparently there for the drugs. One of the guys was black and clearly in charge and the other was white guy and clearly the follower. They were but working this petite Hispanic girl over right there in the presence of myself and the two guys sitting with me. As I watched the Hispanic girl get fucked, I looked up at the 50” TV which had gay porn playing. I had never seen anything like this before and couldn’t take my eyes off the screen. That was until I noticed the two guys that had been sitting with were half naked, making out. Between the porn on the TV and the guys progressively getting into it next to me I was feeling incredibly horny. As the Hispanic girl was getting pounded by the black dude while the white dude was getting his dick, a nice dick actually, sucked. I looked over at the two dudes next to me to see the one guy sitting in the other guy’s lap as they faced each other still kissing. They were both half naked (from the waist down) as I watched a hard cock push into the one guy's ass. I could hear him moan as the hard cock pushed an the way inside. I was so memorized I didn’t notice it when Dante sat beside me on the couch, grabbed the pipe from me and lit up telling me to finish my drink. I gulped what was left in the glass, just less than half the glass. Dante told me we were going to shotgun this hit just before he started to suck in the smoke as it built up in the bowl. Dante I entered the pool house to find it in the condition I expect it to be left in, clean and ready for use. Three wrist and ankle restrains were I place, I prepare several points, had the tourniquet, alcohol preps and cotton balls ready. I had plenty off Gatorade with GHB already added. I checked the hidden cameras to be sure to record all the action especially when I get Chris to ask for his slam, when he begs me to fuck him and finally when he asks me to breed him. When finally had the pool house prepared when the necessary essential that were sure to not only bring the gay out of this boy, help him realize and accept his real self and hopefully cement him as my fuck toy it was time to head back inside and see what condition Chris was in after spending time with my crew. I walked back into the house to find my two straight boys spit roasting this Hispanic chick while my two gay boys were fucking on the couch right next to Chris who kept shifting his eyes from the gay porn on the TV with the action going on next to him all the time rubbing his free hand on a very clear hard cock. It was clearly evident to me that he had no interest in the fucking going with the Hispanic chick. Chris didn’t notice my rejoining him until I grabbed the pipe out of his hand. I noticed he had almost half of his drink left. I told him to finish his drink which he drank down in nearly one gulp. I started to heat the Tina in the bowl telling Chris that we were going to shotgun the next hit. Chris was still shifting his eyes between the TV, the fucking going on right behind me, and my actions with the pipe. I sucked in as much smoke as I could, leaned over to Chris who leaned towards me causing our lips to meet sealing them together. Chris began to breathe in before I had the chance to exhale the vast amount of Tina I had sucked into my lungs. Chris stopped once his lungs were filled with the Tina I had expelled from my body. Although Chris had finished inhaling he didn’t make an effort to pull away from our lip lock. I made no effort to make more of this simple kiss then what it was presently. Chris surprised me when I sensed he was about to blow the smoke back into my waiting mouth. I quickly accepted his offering breathing down what Tina remained. This time I decided it was time to push things a little further. I flicked my tongue ever so gently so that it quickly brushed against his lips. Chris broke off or lip lock causing me to think he needed more T and/or G. He took the pipe from my hand while checking the noisy fuck behind my back proclaiming we do another shotgun. Once he had sucked in all the smoke he could we once again sealed our mouths when each other and I accepted the smoke from Chris. This time after I had taken in all of his Tina smoke he surprised me by letting his tongue gaze against my lips. After Chris you the Tina smoke back from me we began to kiss. Our tongues freely explored each others mouths. From the sound my gay boys were making I knew they were getting close to climaxing. As we continued to kiss I could hear them talking about breeding. The bottom for asking the top, “You gonna breed my ass?” The top was responding with, “Fuck yeah I’m gonna breed your tight ass when my dirty seed bro. You ready to get knocked up? You want me to get you pregnant?” The bottom began to yell out, “YES! FUCK YES! GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE ME YOUR DIRTY LOAD! GET ME FUCKING PREGNANT” The top stud screamed out “FUCK” as he could clearly seen in pure ecstasy as he unloaded deep inside the bottoms ass. As I had hoped all this action when the T & G fueling his brain was taking him where he needed to be tonight. I pushed things a little further when I moved my hand to his hard cock freeing his hand which instinctively found my hard cock. We continued to kiss as the gay boys moved from the couch to the floor flipping so the let could get a good fuck and load. I pulled my mouth from his allowing me to pay attention to his neck and ears. As I gently pushed him down towards my crotch. It didn’t the much before his mouth found the tip of my cock. While rubbing the back of his head and neck I used my other hand to pop open my cargo shorts which would allow better access to my cock if Chris wanted more of my poz cock. Chris hesitated for a brief second before pulling it free and licking the tip then licking the shaft. It was time to plant seeds in his drugged up brain. I asked him, “You liking that black cock?” The only response he gave as he started to take the head of my cock into his mouth was a ‘yes’ nod. While Chris had his head I my lap I reached over and loosened his jeans allowing me access to his ass. I quickly found his hole and began to play with it eliciting a quiet moan. With attention on my cock I worked to slip a small shard of Tina into his unsuspecting ass. I continued to rub his head and continued, “How’d you like to become part of my crew? I would really like to have you hanging around when you’re able. I know how parents can be filling your head with what’s expected of you. You are starting to discover your true self, who you want are and I know you’re enjoying the real Chris.” Chris’s silence along with his efforts on my 9 poz cock which by now was hard as steel and supplying Chris an ample supply of my poz pre-cum. An affirming moan escaped aims my cock as Chris doubled his efforts at getting more of his cock into his mouth. Understanding his desire and hunger I applied a little pressure to the back of his head as his throat slipped into his throat. I could sense a feeling of accomplishment from Chris as his throat began to massage my cock as it was lodged in his throat. I allowed him to pull off and some for needed air before he moved back down getting even more of my cock into his throat. This not was hungry and ready. I reaffirmed my desire to have him in my crew. He was to become my personal fuck toy, and with continued work on his oral skills he’d become me hell of a cock sucker. He’d service only me and maybe select friend and business associates. I was fairly sure the wheels were spinning in the drugged up boys brain as he was trying to comprehend all that was going on, just the way I had intended the night to go for him. As Chris continued to work his mouth and throat on my cock I let my soon you be fuck toy know, “You don't have to worry, your responsibility will be to me and only me. I have no intention in having you sell or transport the drugs I sell. The only thing I want from you is the pleasure of your mouth and ass. If you agree up this we’re going to go out to the pool house. Once inside this is what you’re you say and do you show me you accept all that I will give you and become what you were meant to be.” Chris I couldn’t completely understand what was happening to me. All I knew was that I had a growing desire to get as much of Dante’s cock inside my mouth and, with Dante’s help, into my throat. I will had a picture of the two guys that fucked I the couch next to us that were now I the floor continuing there fucking. I tried to concentrate I what Dante was asking and telling me about becoming part of his crew. The thought of that excited and stimulated me on ways I couldn’t understand. A chock part of me was scared at the idea, a bigger part of my brain was excited at the new found freedom I was discovering with Dante. He repeated what I was to say and do once we were I the pool house having me repeat it all back to him before we were to head out to the pool house. As we rose from the couch both of us lost our shorts leaving Dante completely naked and me in a pair a bright blue Andrew Christian boxer briefs. Dante made a comment on how nice my ass looked in them as he led me out the patio door. The first thing I notice was the pool with a jacuzzi on the side near what appeared to be the pool house. I guess I was staring at the water when Dante told me, “We’ll most likely take a dip in the pool later when we need a break” just as we were walking through the door to the pool house. Dante leaned when you kiss me on the lips signaling me to start. I immediately began, “Dante, I want to be part of your crew. Please slam me, then fuck my virgin ass. Please knock me up, give me your DNA and mark me as yours.” We kissed some more as he helped me climb into the sling, helping me get my feet I the stirrups and making sure my ass was right were he wanted it to be to give him to access. I was expecting him to slam me, what ever a slam is, but was caught surprisingly off guard when he got between my legs and began to lick my ass sending waves of pleasure ran through my body. This new simulation was driving me crazy that the only thing that was in my brain was to repeat what Dante asked me to say earlier. Dante was getting my hole hot and wet as he began to occasionally slip a finger inside as he worked to open me up for me big black cock. Suddenly I felt him push a rough object inside my ass as he commented, “Damn boy, none got a nice hole here, nice and hungry I bet. I’ve got three fingers inside you and your hole is trying to suck my hand issue. Don’t worry, I like a nice, tight ass.” I felt an incredible emptiness when Dante pulled his fingers from inside me. He moved to my left side where place a strap around my upper arm as he used an alcohol pad to rub a spot, before he picked up an orange capped syringe telling me, “If you think your ass is hungry and feeling empty now, it’s about to be even more hungry then you ever thought possible. All your going to want to do is concentrate on that hole and the pleasure you will be giving me which will bring pleasure to you.” I remained perfectly still without having to me to do so as I felt a sight pinch when Dante slipped the needle into my vein. He pulled the plunger slightly back getting a little bit of my blood I the barrel before he began to slowly empty the entire clear liquid into my body. He told me a little of what to expect as he snapped the quick release strap causing the strap to fall from my arm and, as Dante had told me, I began a strong caughing fit.

Part 13 　 Hank, my new neighbor and owner of the duplex, also, had just given me, a straight guy the best bj I had ever had. On top of that he had just revealed to me that just as I was cumming down his throat, he had rammed 4 fingers up my ass, which had made my orgasm so strong I was still laying here spent and trying to wrap my mind around that. As I lay there, he started to slowly work his way up my body with small kisses, getting to my chest he went for a nipple and nibbled on it for a few seconds also, causing me to shake and moan in pleasure. He continued upwards, across my nect and then planted a big kiss on my lips which I was powerless to resist and returned it just as passionately as he gave. My legs were still wide apart and as he was kissing me I could feel his big hard cock between my ass cheeks. It felt huge. It was right against my hole and I could feel the wetness of his precum slithering around me. His cock was pushing against the opening, trying to get in my ass, when I came to my senses. He was trying to fuck me. I pushed against his chest saying, "No, don't do that." He stopped and held still. I could feel his cock throbbing, but he stopped and pulled back. He looked me in the eyes and said, "I am so hard and horny and I need to release, too." I shook my head though as I was not ready for that. The bj was magnificent but all out gay sex? No way. He continued to just kind of rub his cock up and down my ass crack for a bit and then I felt his cock getting even harder and his breathing more erratic. Then I felt a lot of wetness between my cheeks and then on my legs as he pulled back a little and he was cumming like crazy. He moaned his pleasure and then clamped his lips on mine again and we kissed till he was fully spent all over me. He then raised his head up and looking me in the eyes said, "maybe another time, soon, I hope." Then he rolled off of me and pulled me to my side and again, kissed me deeply and we lay there kissing and cuddling for at least another hour. As we laid there making out, I thought, wow, this has been a crazy day. I was completely straight to start the day and then had been given the two best blow jobs of my life, by a guy, and he had cum all over my ass and legs. What did this mean? My hole was still on fire from his fingers, too, and it hurt but felt, good?, in some way too. I needed time to think about this. I noticed it had become dark out and looking at the clock noticed it was already after 9pm. Wow, where did the time go? I moved around to get up and Hank pulled me down for another kiss. I returned it but quickly and got up. I said, "hey, it is getting late. We better get up." He got up then and asked, "so, what are you going to do now?" I said, "I am kind of covered in cum down there, I had better go take a shower." He grinned at me and asked, "yeah, I have a lot on me too, mind if I join you?" I had no idea what to say but nodded ok and headed upstairs with Hank right behind me.

I got to admit, the guys in this are hot. Anyone else get turned on by guys with vags? Maybe its something i should consider!

Part 22 　 My alarm went off Thurs. morning and I woke up to find Hank still hold me tight and his cock nestled in the crack of my ass. It was hard as a rock and I could still feel the soreness and tingling combined in my ass from the pounding he had given me the night before. My entire chest and stomach was still coated with our cum. I could feel the stickiness of it. AS I turned over to face Hank, he was waking up, also. Our mouths found each others' and we shared a deep affectionate kiss. As we were doing that I could feel his cock throb against me and my own was just as hard. He asked me, "was last night all I said it would be?" I nodded and told him, "I didn't think anything could top the way you sucked my cock, but your cock in my hole was way beyond that for sure." Hank said he loved it too, but I can tell you this, too, if you would let me cum in you, it is even better and hotter yet." I said, "I don't see how, but let me think about it." He said, "I can wait a little. By the way tomorrow night we are having a conversion party and I think you would fit right in good." I was thinking that he meant being converted from straight to either bi or gay and told him I just might like to come over for it. Hank said, "there should be at least two others like me there. I will let you in on something else too. My stripper friend? He told me if you loved my cock in you, he would love to see if you love his too, sometime. It will be up to you if you let him." I could not imagine it though as his was even bigger than Hank's and that filled me as full as I thought possible. Then I remembered that Tom had had that one up his hole, and also had had Hank's, so maybe there was room, but right now all I could think about was that huge cock of Hank's and maybe letting him do me again and just maybe seeing if him cumming in me is better or not. I had a lot more to think about now. I reached down and gave Hank's cock a little squeeze, then rolled over to get out of bed. Hank grabbed me before I got up though and pulled me back against him with his hard cock pushing against my crack and then he eased back a little and reached down and put it at my hole and before I knew it, it eased into me a little bit. I about lost it as Hank whispered to me, "I just wanted you to feel this one more time before you head off to work. I think I will make you wait for all of it till tomorrow night now, but I am sure you will be thinking about this hard pole in you all day and tomorrow, too." I knew I would and quickly got up as I knew if I hesitated any longer I would push back against him and take it all again and never make it to work. It turned into a long long day at work as every time I moved my ass would protest. The soreness and tingle both combining to keep me worked up and hard all day long. I knew waiting for tomorrow night for more was going to make me almost crazy and I had no idea that I could do this. I was straight? Now, I was not quite sure what I was.

Honestly, I think you can thank @drscorpio for that. I got to rethink the story and, with some off-line discussion with @Fistcumslut, it gave me a chance to see how to bring this thing in for a landing. Porn is like gum, it does lose its flavor after awhile, so it’s good to know when to wrap it up. Couple more to go, but if you’ve liked it so far I think you’ll like the destination. Even if it’s a little painful getting there. ;-)

I have done this many many times. I love the fact that when the cum is still drying, I try to purposefully go out in public. The only time I was embarrassed was when I had slammed and ended up writing Faggot Slut on my forehead and chin. That definitely got some stares.

At a small party one night, I was down in playroom, gagged and restrained, and my buddy was fucking me in the sling. He's got a nice 6" cock and enjoys my hairy ass. After he finished up he left me secured in the sling, alone in the room. A few minutes later this old man, who early I had told my FB I didn't like, comes into the room. He was tall and skinny, gray hair which he had greased back like he was from the 1960's, and an amish looking beard with no stache. Weird as fuck looking and had an obnoxious personality. He walks right between my legs and starts fingering my wet hole, telling me what a whore I am. I was pissed as fuck at my friend, who obviously sent the guy in to torment me. So the old guy tells me my buddy told him what I said, then puts two fingers up my ass and starts twisting em around. He starts rubbing my belly and nipples, telling me whores should learn their place and keep their mouths shut. Then I feel his cockhead right at my hole, pushing in quickly. He was fucking thick as hell, and I bucked as much as I could but he just sank balls deep. It felt like a soda can just entered my ass. I grunted hard into my gag, and that ugly fucker just laughed and began fucking me hard, telling me I was nothing but a fuck hole. His assault continued for 10 minutes, and I never got used to his cock as he was fucking so hard, but to my surprise I came inside my jock strap towards the end. He came with a huge grunt, spit on my face, slid his cock out and left. My ass was leaking bloody cum when my buddy came to help me out of the sling a while later. So yeah- ugly guys can be fun.

Part 15 　 I awoke sometime later and glancing at my clock noticed it was a little after midnight. What had I heard? I listened and heard more sounds coming from next door, again. I got up and put my ear to the wall to see what was going on at this late hour. I heard Hank's voice saying, "take my cock. OMG, I am so horny after today's fooling around. My cock needs your hole. Take it." I heard another voice saying, "Oh, yeah, pound my hole deep. Give it to me hard. Your neighbor must have you really worked up as your cock is the hardest I think I have ever felt it. Damn, it feels like a piece of steel in my hole. Fill me up." I was dumbfounded, he thought Hank was thinking of me like that? I thought it was strange, but at the same time exciting to think he thought I was that hot, I guess. They were really pounding by then with a lot of moans of pleasure from both. Then I heard Hank say, "Here it comes, take my hot cum deep in you Jim." Then I heard, barely, "I'm not Jim, I'm Tom." Then Hank was saying, "sorry about that, just got carried away I guess with other thoughts." Then it hit me, hell, I am Jim. I had a hard time getting back to sleep then. I kept thinking about my new neighbor and what he had said. Seems I turned him on a lot and really had not tried to at all. Very weird to me. What should I do about that? I had no idea and finally fell asleep with that on my mind.

Part 14 　 Hank and I had just got to the top of the stairs when my doorbell rang. I immediately went back down and looking through the peep hole, saw one of his buddies that I had just watched that afternoon fucking, standing there. I was still naked but opened the door a crack to see what he wanted. He asked if I knew where Hank had disappeared to? Before I could answer, Hank, who had followed me down, reached out and opened the door all the way. I jumped back but the guy just kind of smiled and gave me the once over from top to bottom and then turned to Hank. He told Hank that he and his buddy had to get going and had just wondered what happened to him. He then said, "looks like you found something to occupy your time, though." Hank said, "I just came over to borrow the shower since you two were busy and I didn't want to disturb you." At my angle I could not see the wink Hank gave his buddy. His buddy just smiled more and said, "well, we have to get going. Let us know how things are going. See you next time." Hank said, "you two should stop by next Friday night and maybe we will have a convo party then" The guy then laughed and said, "sounds like fun, we probably would love to stop by for that." With that he turned and left. Hank closed the door and turned back to me. He said, "well, my place is empty now, so I think I will let you take your shower and go home now and use mine. Take care and thanks for a nice time. Maybe we can do it again real soon?" It had been two fantastic bjs, but did I really want another one? Maybe, if I could not get laid sooner, I would have to think about it and see then. I went upstairs to take my shower then. I could still feel the wetness of Hank's cum on my ass and legs. He must have really dumped a load for sure. I let the water run over me, refreshing me and enjoying the sensation of the hot water and soap. I felt invigorated more as I washed up. I washed off the cum and then felt my hole as it was still somewhat sensitive and a little sore now, but as I was running my hand over it soaping it up I could feel the tingle there also. I slowly inserted my finger into my ass a little and as I did I felt my cock starting to rise up again. I could remember Hank's mouth on me. The heat of his mouth, the tenderness of his lips and his tongue wrapping around and around my cock and then licking it up and down. Then the rimming he had done. My cock was fully hard now and I felt myself take it in my hand and start to stroke it. Then my cock surprised me and started to go down before I got off. What the hell? I beat it harder and faster and felt my finger enter my ass further as I was doing that. With the slippery soap there I felt daring and rammed 4 of my fingers up my own ass. My cock jumped to attention and in just a few more strokes my orgasm hit. I sprayed what seemed like a gallon of cum down the drain. Then I was spent. I got out of the shower and dried off and jumped into bed.

Chapter one: Monday: conclusion. Five minutes left until closing time. The sauna was empty except for me, the cleaning was done. All I was doing was sat contemplating what to do. I locked the front door and shut down the pc. Home time. Or sex time. Whichever I decided to do. I left the building locking the staff door behind me. As I fumbled with the lock I heard a scuffling behind me and before I could turn around an arm hooked around my neck and breath warmed my cheek... "Are you the dirty whore I've been told to expect? Don't bother answering it makes no difference. You are leaving here with my gift regardless." I started to struggle but his arm pulled back and my air was slowly being cut off. In my panic I felt his hand pull my shorts down and a finger slide in me. "Ooh still wet. Naughty boy. Let's make you gush." Before I could even really take in what was happening he was balls deep pumping hard. Grunting. His arm snaked from around my neck and grabbed the back of my head. Suddenly he slammed my head straight into the wall and star exploded in front of my eyes. I heard a gasp and felt my hole get slicker. "Youre coming with me." Dazed and unable to fight back I was lifted over his shoulder, my keys still in the door, my phone slipped from my shorts and clattered to the floor. "Don't worry boy you won't be needed that anymore, where you are going the only thing you'll be worried about it your hole being bred." Slowly darkness crept into my vision and the blackness of unconscious ate me up.

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

(This is my first story - hope all errors are corrected and everyone enjoys) The longer I drove around searching for the house, the harder my cock got in my shorts and being that I didn’t wear underwear my shorts had a huge pre-cum spot on them when I did find it. The house was hidden from the road by overgrown trees, shrubs, and weeds; what led me to the house was an old faded, rusted mailbox with a bright yellow scorpion with a small red biohazard symbol painted inside its body. Turning into the drive way, my cock pulsed even more pre-cum into my shorts as well as onto my leg. Once the overgrowth cleared, I got my first view of the house and it was close to being condemned. All the windows were blacked out, the paint on house was peeling away and in places the wooden siding was falling off, yet oddly enough the front door looked to have been freshly painted in a bright red, and painted in the lower right corner was a yellow scorpion which more-or-less matched the scorpion painted on the mail box. I didn't notice, however, if this scorpion was pictured with a biohazard symbol, but somehow I would bet money on it that it did. Parking off to the side, my legs began to shake, perhaps out of fear but also perhaps out of excitement stemming from my anticipation of what was about to happen. Taking a bottle of poppers out of the middle console, I twisted the top off, shoved it under my nose and took a deep hit, not once but twice. I felt my body relax and my mind drift. I shut off my car, opened the door and stepped out in to the hot summer air. As I walked to the front door, my cock pointed the way pumping out more pre-cum, by the time I climbed the three stairs and was standing in front of the red door, the spot on my shorts was the size of a grapefruit. I knocked three times and waited. I could hear movement from inside the house and time seemed to slow to a crawl. Not knowing how much time had really passed I knocked again. Again I heard some motion inside the house, as a voice called out "Fuckin’ heard you the first time!!!” I stepped back as the door began to swing open. Staring back at me from inside the door was a older man, if I had to guess I would say about 65, wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts, that looked as if they were just as old as he was. You could tell that in his prime he was muscular, but time had taken a toll on him: his skin was wrinkled and sagging, and his chest was blanketed by a coat of white fur that tapered down to a trail that disappeared into the waist of his boxers and exited each leg, covering them in an even thicker blanket of fur. “I was looking…” I said, but he cut me off abruptly. “I know why you are here, you know why you are here” he said, as he turned, letting go of the open door and started walking back into the house. Turning again he motioned for me to follow. I did not hesitate. The inside of the house was just as bad as the outside: wallpaper was half hanging off the walls, plaster was cracked and in some places missing. I followed him into a room just to the left of a staircase that looked as if it would come crashing down if anyone attempted to climb it. He crossed half the room and turned before sitting in an old chair, as he did his cock poked through the fly of his boxers. He was uncut and as I got closer I could see that his foreskin completely covered his head. I could not help but stare. His cock was twitching, and looked as if it was growing and thickening. I watched as it continued to exit his fly and stretched out a good 8 inches and yet the foreskin still covered the head. I bet there was another two inches inside the boxers. I couldn’t help by rub my own hard cock as I watched. “You looking for mild exposure, moderate, strong or extreme exposure?’ he asked as he ran his hand across his chest and down his stomach. His hand did not stop until he had gripped his cock. He pulled back the foreskin some to expose the tip of his head. “Extreme,” I replied, licking my lips. “I thought so,” he whispered as he stood, still holding his cock. With his free hand he reached under his cock and into his boxers pulling out his balls and started to walk away telling me to follow him. We left the room and started up the staircase. The only sound I heard was the creaking of the staircase as we made our ascent. As we climbed the staircase, I could see he was slowly stroking his uncut cock. My mind raced as I asked myself 'Is this man going to slide his cock into my hole and expose me?' My cock throbbed, rubbing against my leg and shorts. Once we were at the top, he went over to what looked like a light switched and flipped it on and off four times, then left it on. What it controlled was no where to be seen. Opening a door next to the switch, we entered a dark room. Only after he flipped another switch did a red light come on so I could see I was in a very small room, each was of which was covered in mirrors. In the center of the room was a black wooden box, about a three feet high, three feet long and only wide enough for a torso to fit. Secured to the floor, one to each corner of the box was a pair of leather cuffs. The sole word 'Fuck' popped in my mind. “Strip, put your clothing into the box and lay on top.” I was out of what little I had been wearing before he had completed his sentence, as instructed, putting the items in the box. No sooner was I done when he pushed my back, so my chest and stomach were resting on the box. His hand slid down my back and continued down my ass crack until he reached my cock and balls. Wrapping his hand around them pulling them out from under me until they were pointing down the side of the box. He quickly worked to secure each of my legs in the cuffs. Afterwards I tried to move them, but saw I only had about an inch of play. Clearly I wasn’t going any where. He did the same to my arms. There was no turning back now. Bending down next to me, I could feel his hot breathe in my ear as he grunted "Now the fun begins." With these brief remarks he turned, left the room, shutting the door behind himself.

Definately... i use my fresh poppers for the Darkrooms and saunas. I use my old poppers on rags seems stronger when i am wanking . I much prefer the old type poppers from years ago though.

Yeah - something that first hit of poppers that just turns me into a pig

Was breeding a married hole (to a woman) who responded to my ad on Craigslist over a year ago earlier this week....kept emailing me telling me how bad he needed my big thick raw cock and my cum buried deep in his hole. We decided that I would have another married buddy over to use his ass. This man has such an amazing ass and he can never get enough cum. As usual he did not disappoint!!! And lately he has been letting me video our encounters!! here's from the other day you judge for yourselves hot of a fuck he is https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/tag-teaming-a-cock-hungry-married-bottom-34194261

big cock for my tight hole! neg. not on prep. maybe your dna will mark me up

Still have my cock. No balls and no scortum. wanna see in person some day?

Yeah. I want more too

tried to read but has black print on a black back ground

Thank you all for sticking with me. Yes, I wasn’t aware of some of the site's guideline. That’s on me. I like the site a lot and wouldn’t want to put it at risk. The installment was taken down and I thank @drscorpio for not killing the story and letting me re-edit it. It’s long and still needs to be tightened up, but it’ll follow the guidelines of the site. Thanks again for all who posted. I saw your messages but couldn’t say anything till now. That said, I hope you enjoy the next installment, which should be up soon.

667?

I did three videos with three different FTM guys. It was something I'd never thought of doing until the producer asked me. I loved it. SOOOOOOO hot to play in three holes!

I was doing some business travel this week, and had an unexpectedly HOT encounter the other night. The weather was crappy out with the big storms moving around the US. I wasn’t finding much on the apps, and Craigslist was looking lame. So, I posted an ad on BBRTS, which I’ve never done before, and offered “No holes barred.” I was drinking a bottle of wine I bought at the CVS to pass some time, and chatting with randoms that were quickly revealing themselves as sketchy, asking for pics but having none. I was gonna log off and do some work, but I was horned up. It was getting late when I got pinged on my ad. The guy was in his 50s, looked heavy in his pics, but a decent face. Salt and pepper hair. His cock shot was impressive, though, and held my attention. His profile had a lot of Ask Me’s — many more than I’d usually bother chatting with — but nothing better was coming along. He was driving home from work — probably a restaurant manager — and I said he could swing by. He asked if I had a jock or assess underwear, which I did — don’t travel without them. He showed up about 15 minutes later. Much taller than me, and overweight with a belly. I answered the door in my jock, and he wasn’t shy about feeling my ass as I lead him into the room. He was more aggressive than I expected. I hit my poppers as he whipped his cock out of black dress pants. It was more impressive in person — about 7 1/2 inches, slightly curved shaft, and a smooth bulbous head. He was already rock hard, so I squatted in front of him and started going to town. He undressed while I worked that cock, running my tongue up and down his balls, whiffing the musky scent after they’d been pent up all day. He held the back of my head and thrust a few times. ”Show me your hole.” I jumped on the bed, doggie style, and displayed my ass in the jockstrap. He ran his fingers across my ass, stopping to massage my hole. I heard the click of the silicon lube cap, and felt the cool liquid being roughly worked into my hole. I took two heavy hits of poppers, letting the warm rush wash over me. My ass suddenly became very hungry, and I thought I’d be settling in for some ass play. But he immediately pressed that bulbous cock head against my waiting hole, raw and slick, hitting the target on his first try. The wine and poppers mixed for the perfect storm, and he slid in with no resistance. I felt my hole stretch around the head, and the friction as his raw shaft glided across my sphincter. He went into a full-on fuck without hesitating, and I was groaning before I realized it. Fuck, that cock felt so good. I started flexing my own ass muscles in rhythm to his plunging thrusts, working the pressure around his cock. He groaned. He fucked my ass without ever asking how it felt or how I was doing. None of the typical “You like that dick in your ass?” No, he was taking his pleasure and using my ass. At one point he flipped me onto my back, and immediately plunged back inside. He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs wide, staring down at his own cock working my hole. I didn’t necessarily care to look at him other than quick head tilts to remind myself I was being pounded by this overweight dude — instead I stretched back on the bed and reveled in that big cock. He started slamming me, the sound of his flesh smacking against my raw ass. I grunted and moaned more. His breathing really labored and I felt droplets of sweat falling on me. His cock was filling my ass, each thrust driving a small grunt from me. He suddenly started making his own grunting noises, short and fast, and he pounded me a bit harder. He unleashed his load without ever asking or saying a word. He kept thrusting, and I used my ass muscles to milk his load from that hot cock. He trembled a bit, leaning his weight against my legs, and I braved them against his chest. He didn’t seem to want to pull out, and I was lazily laying there still enjoying the feeling of his thick cock stretching my hole and filling me. After a minute he pulled out, and I felt the long glide of that shaft, followed by the pop of the head as my ass still clenched it. He didnt say anything as he dressed, still catching his breath. I stood up as he finished, to walk him to the door. He felt my ass, running fingers to my hole. “Hot hole,” he said, fingering his own cum around the rim of my hole. With that he left. I don’t know his name or anything about him, but his load was deep inside me.

Hey, there! I am just a beginner with cum dumping. I feel an urge to be breed but still have many questions and concerns. What I am doing now - I am arranging a gangbang parties in motel room. I am blindfolded and doing just pre-selection by pictures people sent me. I prefer to keep it safe but some guys still fuck me raw. I have not achieved the state of complete cum dump with no loads refuse. I am not sure I like to be fucked bu obese, ugly, homeless etc. But day by day I feel more devotion to serve as cumdump to men willing to breed me. I really need mentoring and someone's advice at this stage. I would appreciate.

Cabs are called, it turns out 12 people are coming. Me, Caitlin, and April. Jeff, of course, and Nerdy boy. A couple girls I don't know, Jillian and Alicia, Fur coat guy, and a few more, including one of the DJs from earlier in the evening, A burly black guy from LA who is probably in his 30s. He's chatting with April and looking me over, and I realize with a thrill that she is most certainly offering me to him. I love the idea. The first cab arrives, and Jeff, Caitlin, April and I pile in. I am quiet as we drive back, mind racing about what is to come, trying to codify, to establish boundaries. I remember wondering to myself what my limits should be, and I remember resenting myself for resisting the pull of complete recklessness. I needn't have bothered. We tumble out of the cab, and into the elevator. April and Jeff are talking about bumping me, debating between more mdma and something called 2cb. I shiver, noting nobody is consulting me! In the apartment, April hands me a snapple and is holding a little pink pill. I look meekly at her, and reach out to take the tablet. She stops me. 'No sarah, this follows the last one' I blink at her 'You know, on the end of my finger?' I blush, and look around. Caitlin and Jeff are making out on the couch, ignoring us. 'Turn around, Sarah, and get down on you knees.' Dumbly I comply, and I feel her hands flip up my skirt. Her fingers hook into my underwear, and pull them down and off. I gasp as her tongue suddenly touches my ass. I wriggle, nobody has ever done this before! She is licking my hole, with my cheeks spread wide. I moan with a mixture of pleasure and shame. My ass is becoming slippery and finally her fingers begin to stroke and probe. She spits on me, addling lubrication, and her fingers slide inside. She must be slipping the pill in, and sure enough I feel a slight burning just like before. I hear voices and realize the rest of our party is arriving, but April doesn't stop. In fact, she slides additional fingers inside my sopping wet cunt and begins to expertly finger me. This 90lb girl has me twisting like a hand puppet on her busy fingers as I grunt and very obviously cum. I hear a delighted female giggle, and Jillian and Alicia join me on the couch. April slaps my ass hard, and to the two girls says; 'Keep the little slut busy, and make sure that pill stays up her pretty little ass!' I am flustered, and also strangely pleased that April called my ass pretty. That urge to submit to her hasn't gone away, and I resolve to try and give her anything she wants. Me, a straight girl who had never kissed a girl before today. Alicia is a curvy little blond creature, I recognize her from previous raves, she likes to dance with glowsticks and other props. Right now, she lies back on the couch beside me. Jillian picks me up, and positions me on top of Alicia, and pushes my face into her crotch. I gasp, as Alicia's mouth closes on my cunt and she begins to eat me. The scent of her sweaty cunt, musky from hours of dancing, fills my whole world, and suddenly my entire existence depends on getting this wriggly little butterball to cum under my mouth. I've never eaten pussy before, but I already know I love it. Alicia's legs are up around my ears, so I can't see much, but I know everyone must be watching. Someone, it must be Jillian, is rubbing something slippery into my ass. I feel her pushing it inside, and looking up and back (before she sternly pushes my back down into pussy, where I belong) I see she has a can of crisco and is pushing pieces of it inside me. It feels so good, although I have never done any kind of anal play before this. I moan and wriggle on her fingers. I don't know how long it takes, but Alicia shudders and bucks her hips up at me in orgasm. I thrill with pride, and pause and distantly hear Jillian and April complimenting me. Well, actually they call me a good little slut, but for me right now there is no higher praise. I am pulled up and off, and I blink. The room looks strange. It seems softer somehow, and the colours seem brighter. The lights seem to pulse a bit in time to the music. And the music seems to be winding into me, and stirring me up. I am suddenly very conscious that it's been a long time since I was last fucked. I look around the room. People are chatting, Caitlin is making out with Jeff, Alicia and April and Jillian are whispering together and obviously planning some devilry. I shudder and stumble to the bathroom

Moderator's Note: I posted a copy of this without the white background below, if this is hard for you to read. Please leave your votes here for Toon. (late 70's, Georgetown) I was a "latchkey hid" before that term was even invented. I went to school each day with a key held around my neck through a long shoelace. Mom worked at a dry-cleaner and came home tired and smelling of the chemicals they used. Our crooked, little house smelled like those chemicals mixed with cigarette smoke. Mom never smoked until after my dad took off and left us. I wish I remembered more about him -- all I can picture now is a bum, which is my mom always referred to him. If I wanted money for a record or a poster, Mom always said " Go find your bum of a father and ask him for money." I wondered if my father looked like the hobos I's seen in cartoons. Did his clothes have patches on them and did he carry a stick with a rag tied to the end? Did he eat food out of cans by a small bonfire? I was 10 years old and alone most of the time. I was a quiet kid who took everything so seriously....well not quite. I didn't always listen to Mom's instructions. She demanded that I start in my homework as soon as I got home from school. She especially didn't want me wandering off or getting in danger. We lived near the river. The Potomac. You could smell it from my front porch. Kids drowned there every Summer...or so Mom said. No parent would ever say "Go ahead and hang out there." But lots of kids went anyway. It was cool and green down there...and interesting. At least I thought so. There were so many little foot paths leading from the street down to the river. I would wander down there when I was feeling brave. I knew to look out for boards with nails sticking out. I knew to watch for "trampers" -- tramps who would settle along the grassy banks. They were traveling up and down the river, looking for a break in life. I'd see them begging on the street sometimes...and I wondered what stories they had to tell. They usually had long beards and smoked cigarette butts off the ground. Mom said that most of them had escaped from prison and would try to kill me. I doubted that. So I was walking along the river one early September day. School had started, but it was still hot. Once school started, Summer was over in my mind. We were learning to memorize all the presidents in order. My class had been instructed to memorize lots of things - state capitols, The Gettysburg address, lots of shit. So I stared down at the muddy path and ticked off the first twelve presidents in my head. I always got stuck after 12. There was a spot near here that was legendary...The Three Sisters. They were just big boulders in the river...supposedly haunted or something. Older teen guys used to go swimming there. I guess they just showing their bravery or something. Tempting fate. I just knew that there was a shady hidden place in the weeds where I could watch them...their broad, bare shoulders and deep tans. They yelled and said cuss words and I wished so bad that they would get naked. I knew better than to go into the water there. The Potomac was calm and still as a skating rink. But, underneath, there were swift whorls and currents that could drag you under. The three sisters wanted some company. I understood that, I guess. I believed in ghosts back then -- which made this more thrilling. I doubted the sisters wanted someone like me. I was nobody. I was nothing. Going further up river, the paths were less distinct. I would be in so much trouble if Mom knew I was out this far. But I did it all the time, daring myself to go a little further each day. I found a baseball once. It was practically new...just a greenish black scuff that looked a little like a screaming face. I also saw a used doctor's needle, and made a long step away from it. At one point there were no paths anymore. I just threaded through the thick trunks of the water-loving trees. Mom never got home before 7. I had time to keep going. Then I saw a long bank of short weeds...and there was a small group of 'bums'. Maybe I'd find Dad. They looked dirty and a few of them had their shirts off. I watched from a little shady hiding spot. They cussed a lot. One guy who was tall and had a full beard took off his pants and went into the water. I saw his bare butt, and I had a feeling. He didn't go out far into the battleship gray water. Maybe he was just getting a bath. He came back up to the shore and I saw his wiener...another feeling. They passed a bottle of what I knew was alcohol. A few more got naked and went for a quick swim. I watched their nakedness and listened to their laughter and dirty talk from my hiding spot. What would happen if they saw me? Would they kill me? I doubted it. But I didn't want to chance it. The shadows were getting longer and I knew I should head for home. I walked past the The Three Sisters and the teen boys horsing around. By the time I got home, Mom was already there. Uh oh. "Where you been, Benjamin?" "Just walking and trying to memorize the presidents in order." "I made tuna salad. A lot of it. We'll have sandwiches for dinner. Go wash your hands." It was my fault. I went to my friend Kenny's house the other day and his mom gave us tuna salad sandwiches. I asked Mom if she could make it, and she certainly did. A big plastic tub of it that would be around for a long time. I suddenly didn't want it anymore. The next day, I was so overwhelmed with thoughts that were strange and exotic. An idea was forming. Those guys were so thin and probably hungry. I could go make a bunch of sandwiches and take them to the hobos. Maybe they'd be my friends. Maybe. Something else was in my motives, but I didn't know what it was. So I got home and opened a new loaf of Sunbeam bread and made eleven sandwiches with that tuna salad. I put them in a big brown bag from the grocery store. I was focused on the Potomac hobos, but one of the beggars on M Street looked so thin and unhappy, that I gave him one of the sandwiches. He was gaunt and looked near starvation. How can anybody be hungry with all the food we had in this town?? It made no sense. The temps were in the mid-80's that day. Warm for this time of year. The gnats were thick around the three-foot tall weeds. There I was... a stupid kid, carrying a bag of sandwiches to a bunch of hobos who might murder me. But probably wouldn't. Mom always told me I had no common sense..just like my bum of a father. Maybe I didn't. I saw the crowd of trampers in the same spot as the day before. Weren't they supposed to be tramping, traveling, moving on? Maybe they heading South, following the last of Summer heat. Then I had second thoughts. This was kind of dumb. I could leave now, but what would I do with the sandwiches? I couldn't throw them away because I was always taught that wasting food was a sin. These guys needed food....maybe I could just leave it nearby. Too late. One of them saw me. "Hey. You there. What you doin' here?" I was busted. Just a dumb kid carrying tuna sandwiches. The guy who saw me was a large black man, wearing only wet jeans. I had to do this. "Hi. I'm Ben. I saw you guys the other day and thought you might like some food." I held the bag in front of me like it was a white flag. "Perfect timing, kid. What you got?" I handed the bag to the nearest bum guy. "It's tuna salad sandwiches. It's pretty good. My mom made it." I was surrounded by men with no shirts on, some black and some white. One guy had no clothes on whatsoever, with his big penis dangling between his legs like a Christmas ornament. Short, tall, hairy, smooth...they all reached in the bag and devoured what I'd brought. "Well, thank you, little man." The others mumbled thanks as well. I sat on the ground with them as they ate. One guy who was covered with red fur offered me a sip from his bottle, but I didn't take one. One smell of that on me and Mom would go ballistic. My dad was a drinker according to her. "I need to go home now. It was nice meeting you." "Okay. Cool. Come back any time. You're our friend now." Mom could barely believe I'd eaten all the tuna salad. She believed I'd consumed all that. "I'll make more next time. You are a growing boy and I knew you'd find an appetite eventually. I guess we'll have hamburgers tonight." One image I'd always have of Mom was of her frying ground beef patties with a cigarette in her mouth. I kept taking whatever food I could find in the house to the new friends I had made. I took the big jar of chunky peanut butter my mom had bought on sale. I spent my allowance on beef jerky and Fritos to bring these men. It wasn't long before I was one of them. I knew their names and was used to their nudity at times...but I still looked. Then it got colder and the trampers moved on. Damn weather. But there more of them each Summer. New hungry friends. Once I became a teenager, I stopped wandering along the river. I just wrote horrible poetry in my room and sulked...constantly. Mom was so fed up with me. (late 80's, Georgetown) I graduated and went to a really shitty community college. It was a long, one-story building that looked like a strip mall. It was only ten blocks from home. Mom had gotten older and those dry-cleaning chemicals had gotten to her. She coughed constantly and lost weight. I look back now and wish I'd been a better son. I was just too involved with my own brain. I was gay and had no idea what to do about it. The counselor at my school suggested I try an anti-depressant. No thanks. I wore my depression like a comfortable sweater. He didn't seem to understand me. How was this guy even qualified? "You need to think of others. Go outside of your head." "Like how? Work in a soup kitchen or something?" "That tone of yours -- lose it. Now. Volunteer for something. Be selfless. Spending all your time alone is not going to get you anywhere...not personally or professionally." He dug through his messy desk and found a folder of places that were always needing volunteers. "Now, I wouldn't recommend "Big Brothers"...they won't accept gay men. No getting around that, I'm afraid." Had I told him I was gay...or had he just guessed -- like Mom had. She was accepting as long as I didn't tell her anything about it. I took the folder home and went through the papers. I figured I could go pick up litter or bring food to old people. There were several places that seemed particularly in need of money and people....the free clinic, the AIDS hospice, and the AIDS outreach program seemed the most desperate. I knew from watching TV and reading the paper that this disease was pretty prevalent along the East coast now. I knew about it, knew how you got it. It was scary, but I was too involved with my own dark thoughts to think much about the outside world. I decided to avoid anything that involved patients. I wanted to avoid needles, pee and poop smells. The next afternoon I went to check out AIDS Outreach. It was in a pretty run-down building not far from me. It looked deserted from the sidewalk, but this was the right address. The door wasn't locked, but it was kind of dim inside. Then I met "Filly". "Hi. Can I help you?" A very effeminate young man greeted me. "Hi. I'm Ben. I came here to volunteer." I purposely tried to make my voice deeper. I didn't give off the gay vibe like that, did I? He introduced himself as 'Filly' which could have also been "Philly", short for "Phillip" possibly. I didn't ask. "Sorry it's so dark. We desperately need new fluorescent tubes. Got any money on you? Just kidding honey. Here, fill out this application. Application? To work for free? Whatever. I filled out the page and gave it to Filly. "Thanks, Sweetie. We just need your contact information. Are you gay?" "Um. What? Yeah. Why?" "Just checking. We sometimes get bible-thumpers show up and all they want to do for people is go tell them to accept Jesus. I swear." "What do you need me to do?" "I'll give you a quick lesson...we try to stem the tidal wave of new cases. I like your shirt, by the way. Our volunteers go to where the most vulnerable people are. We hand out condoms and pamphlets and tell them where to go for testing. We sometimes go and give talks at schools, but not that often. Our main focus is the front line. Get to those most at risk." "OK. When do I start?" "Well, I would say 'right now', but you have nice clothes on, and you look clean and shaved. You'll be going to some filthy places and sometimes the people there don't trust us right away. You have to change first...and put on a baseball cap if you have one. Then you can go out to K Street. Wait. No. That's a rough part of town and I'll send Peaches there. She outweighs you by about a hundred pounds and carries a knife. Sammy is already at the park with the hookers, which leaves you with the river. There are a lot of homeless man down there. They are mobile. If we can get to them before they pick up the virus and spread it, we're doing our job. But you really have to change. Don't wear good shoes. Those guys shit wherever and you don't want to step in that." "OK. I'll do it." My old haunt by the river. Filly gave me a plastic bag with rubbers and information cards. I didn't feel like changing clothes. I mean, anyone who didn't know to look down and watch where they walked had no business going anywhere. I stopped at a dumpy little convenience store and spent all the money I had on snacks, jerky and sodas. These guys had to fight hunger before they could fight anything else. It all came back to me as I went down the weed-choked hill. It was the same. The same shades of green and gray. The Potomac flowed silently by, waiting to claim victims and cause grief. My guess was enough drownings had happened that kids no longer found it thrilling. Finally. I found a neat little path that had most likely been made by the bums or the vagabonds or whatever they were called now. I sensed them before I saw The Three Sisters. Hello again, ladies.Then I heard talking. Already? They were never this close, but sure enough, the guys were here already. Goofing around a sharing a bottle -- as if no time had passed in a decade. There about six men...looking exactly like the friends I'd made here as a boy. Except I wasn't spying this time...I was volunteering. I just approached the and said, "Hi guys! Nice day, huh?" They stared and sized me up. "Whatchoo want here, boy?", a hillbilly-looking guy asked. "I brought you some lunch. Hungry?" I opened the bag of food and they hesitated only seconds before tearing into it. Everything was gone in a flash. One of them kept an eye on me. "What's in the other bag?", the suspicious guy asked. He was wearing overalls with the legs cut off into shorts. No shirt on underneath and no shoes. All of them were barefoot. I guess they needed to save their shoes for all the traveling. "Well..um...I also brought some things you might want. Or need. Condoms." I had no idea what their reaction would be. The overalls guy walked right up to me and stared me down. Oh shit. "Condoms? Like rubbers? You think we all out here fucking each other??" "No. Not at all. I just...well..I know they're expensive to buy...and...well." "Why? Do you want us to fuck you in the ass?!" He seemed mad for some reason. "No. Look, I just thought I'd offer. I'll go now." The river was dangerous in so many ways, but I had never feared it as much as I did now. . "Goddamn, Sully. Leave the kid alone. He's good people." A large bear-like man had spoke up. "Nah. I'm just jokin' him, Yawman. I'm jus' jokin' you, boy. Matter of fact, we corn-hole each other sometimes. It's not gay, it's just survival. Except Yawman...he's too proper. Plus his meat is too big for nobody to go near." The others laughed and the big Yawman looked down at the ground. "Lemme see those rubbers." I opened the bag and handed Sully a dozen plastic-wrapped condoms. This was uncomfortable. "What the fuckin' hell? Are these for little baby dicks?" "They're standard size...they stretch." "Hey guys -- look at these mini-rubbers the kid brought us! Let's see if they fit." He opened the fly of his overalls and let his dick hang loose. "Open it for me, boy." I had no experience with condoms, but I knew enough. I opened them all for the group. They all dropped their jeans and shorts (except for big Yawman). They laughed and tried to fit them on their soft dicks. I should have mentioned that a penis needs to be erect first, but I was too busy looking at all those genitals. They guffawed at how the condoms could barely fit on their soft, hat heads. "Yawman would need five times this size, right dude?" The big guy kept looking at his big, bare feet."Take that giant thing out...this'll be funny as shit." Yawman looked at the others and sighed. He dropped his filthy jeans, and showed the biggest, hardest cock on Earth. Sully walked over and held the new rubber up to the guy's hard-on. That drew laughs from the bunch. The big man looked at me with an embarrassed expression. He brought his jeans back up on his hips. "Well...use them if you need to. I'll come back next week if you're still here." Yawman finally spoke. "Nope. We're headed South tomorrow. But come tonight....we're having a bonfire and getting drunk. Come back after dark and bring booze if you have any." I saw a tiny flash in his dark brown eyes. Why was he homeless? He could speak well and would be so handsome if shaved the beard and cleaned up a little. I could see him as a senator or an attorney. And....and that dick! I had no idea they were made that big. I felt my own dick getting stiff as I walked home. The Three Sisters mocked my boner. I swear I could hear ghosts laughing. Or it was the wind. I got home and Mom was making dinner for us and her new boyfriend. He was an old guy with a gut and a love for whiskey. I wondered why she'd go for another alcoholic, but she was lonely. "Go wash up. Benjamin. We're having pork roast tonight. It's Winston's favorite. You look sun-burned. Be ready in ten minutes." It was a sad dinner. This Winston guy was loaded and nodding off while he chewed. They'd be going to bed early. And they did. I read "Junkie" by William S. Burroughs until the sun went down. The house was quiet except for the snoring from Mom's room. I snuck into the kitchen and found an almost full bottle of brown liquor. I assumed it was whiskey. There was a crow on the label. I raided the fridge for leftovers and put it all in a bag. I had a party to attend! The moon was pretty full and unobstructed by clouds. The night air was alive with the sound of insects and bats.My hometown had never seemed so energized before. I felt like I was barely touching the ground as I walked down to the river. I was on auto-pilot. The moon glowing off the river's surface was downright beautiful. It was okay for me to be here. I had only one word in my mind: Yawman. It didn't take long before I saw the yellow=orange glow of a fire along the bank. The guys had started the farewell party. The gang was there, standing around and passing a bottle...laughing and cussing. Yawmen was at the far left. I just went up and stood next to him. He grinned...and I noticed he was missing a few teeth on the bottom. I handed him the bag of booze and food. The bottle was more important to them than the food. I even took a few sips myself. It was a party after all. I felt a little drunk. I couldn't hoot and holler with the abandon these guys did, so Yawman and I made small talk. "Thanks for coming out tonight. I was hoping you would." "Where are you headed next?" I missed him already. "Who knows? Sully hasn't even decided if which direction we're going to go. September is a tricky time. There's more day work up north, but it will get cold soon. I'd rather be warm. My health ain't that great. I get tired and weak way sooner these days. And I got these sores appearin' on my stomach and legs. Look, there's one on my big toe." Sure enough, there was a raised reddish-purple spot on his massive foot. It looked ominous in the dancing light from the fire. "Well, you probably need better food or vitamins or something." He chuckled. "Or something is right. I bet it's cancer. My dad died of it when I was little, and then my sister got it. You can't change the hand your dealt. The bottle is coming around again. I'm partied out, but you should have some more." I'd do anything he asked. "Okay, but not too much more. I don't drink." "Good for you, Ben. Look at these guys. They're getting wasted. Question is -- are they going to fall into the fire or go start fucking first." The crowd had kind of dispersed. "Is it really true that you guys have sex with each other?" "Yup. This is a crazy,horny bunch. I never get to fuck anybody because of my size, but I've been on the receiving end lots of times...ever since I took to the road at 17. I'm dying to fuck somebody." "Wow." I had nothing to add. We just watched the flames until it was just us left. There was a splashing sound. Somebody had decided to go for a swim. Dumb. "I need to lie down for a little bit. Want to come with me?" God, yes I did. "I got a nice flat space staked out a few yards from here. We'll still get some light from the flames." He showed me his 'bedroom', which was a pile of blankets and what looked like an old sofa cushion.He'd flattened the weeds and grass pretty well with his big body. "This is peaceful." "Yeah. I don't like all the bug bites I wake up with. Most of them sleep closer to the ban, but there's something about that river I don't trust." I told him about The Three Sisters. "I grew up here and have heard the tale since I can remember. The sisters want company." Yawman was still standing, towering over me. "You've lived here your whole life?" "Yeah. I've never been more than a hundred miles from this time." "Have you ever kissed a man? Would you want to?" He laid one of his big warm hands on my shoulder. I could see the bright moon over his head. It was so full that the surrounding stars shrunk away from it respectfully. "No. And yes, I want to kiss you." Yawman paused for s few seconds and then leaned down and lightly touched my lips with his. Delicate and warm. I wrapped my arms around his waist and gave the signal to keep going. Flames went up my spine, and I wanted him to consume me. It got hotter as we kissed and tongued each other like two carp. I felt my right hand slip loose and grope the crotch of his jean shorts. It was large, hard and heavy -- like he was stashing an engine part down there. "This is a bad idea, Ben." "Really? I think it's the best idea I've ever had." I knelt at his feet and pulled his shorts down. His inhumanly large dick jutted straight out and hit me in the forehead. I had no idea what I was doing now, but something was guiding my actions. Maybe the sisters were directing me. I put my mouth over the large knob at the end of his penis. He tasted and smelled like the river. The head was hard, but also soft in a way I can't really describe. I knew what to do...I had to take more of it...his gently thrusting hips told me as much.I opened wide and tried to swallow more of him. I thought I was doing pretty well. I loved it. This could all end now and I've have so much to remember and relive. He touched a wide hand to my cheek. The skin was tough, but you could tell there was soft underneath. Like the skin on pineapple leaves. "Oh yeah. Just like that, Baby. Can you go a little deeper?" How? I already was having trouble breathing. But he insisted that meat farther toward the back of my throat. He hit a spot where I thought I'd vomit. I gagged and eased off a little. "Sorry. I got carried away. Want to stop?" I breathed in some fast gulps of air. "I don't ever want to stop." He chuckled. "Good. Let me lie down and stretch out a little." Tall people are impressive when they're standing, but somehow even more impressive when horizontal. I resumed sucking him. "Wait. I'll come pretty soon. Do you want to swallow it?" I made agreeable noises and nodded my head. "Or maybe..." I sat up. "What?" "You're probably not up to it, but I'd really like to fuck your little ass." His voice was quiet and deep...coming deep from within his rib cage. Like fucking? Like butt fucking? Actual? Fuck? I was suddenly in way over my head. But I wanted it anyway. I wanted this man to get what he'd really been wanting for so long. It might destroy me, but I didn't seem to mind that idea. We're all going to die someday, and Yawman was worth the risk. "I want that, but I have no idea how it works." The flame light faintly danced across his bare legs and hard dick. "Just take off your clothes, your pants. And then try to sit down on it." I felt wildly overdressed. Underwear, socks...like I was going to class or church or something. I was standing there naked in the weeds, getting ready to have sex for the first time. My ass felt very small and impossibly tight as I looked at his boner. This was never going to work. I knelt down and and straddled his giant thighs. I needed encouragement or just plain courage as looked at his shadowy face. "Yawman....I've never...I mean...I just..." "You just need to relax is what you just need to do. It won't be easy, but you need to loosen up right now. This is going to happen now. I'm counting on it. No backing out." I discovered you can't force yourself to relax. You either are or you aren't. I decided to just adore his body for a little. He needed spoiling in the worst way. I saw the weird bruises on his legs. They didn't look weird, but they had a texture that made me realize these were symptoms of AIDS. Yawman had it. I guess I knew already. I moved down and felt that lesion on his toe. It was fine. I was asking for this. I gave him a slow foot massage. The skin on his soles was even rougher than his hands.Traveling Man. He had a lot of mileage on these big feet. He needed special treatment from somebody in this world. "That feels soooo nice! But you're just getting my dick harder, Ben. I'm getting close." It was time. I had to go through with this. "Okay. Please go slow." I felt that famous head hit my hole. No way would that thing ever fit inside. I lingered there a little and Yawman got impatient and tried to push me down on his crotch...not harshly, but with some force. DAMN! It felt like I'd been stabbed! The pain was unbearable and there was no way I could do this...as much as I thought I wanted to. "I'm in. It'll feel better before you know it. Just stay still and don't yell too loud. We don't need an audience." No. I needed to stand up. "I can't do this, Yawman. You can come in my mouth if you want." He looked at me with an expression that was unreadable in the moonlight and the dying flames. "Please? I have wanted to do this for so long. Please?" I checked my brain for something to say. I could leave and miss this chance forever. "Well...if you want this that much...you need to take charge here. I need you to do the work." He stood up fast and wrapped me in his arms. We kissed deeply and the river water splashed around in skull. "OK, Ben. I was saving that as a last resort, but we'll do it now." He forced me down on my back. I felt some of the weeds on my spine. I can't believe I was requesting to be raped by a man with AIDS. This is just how life works... If I'd ever been drowned in the Potomac, I'd be dead by now anyway. "Ow. There's a rock under my tailbone." He just dropped on top of me, and his weight took the wind out of me. "Keep your mind on that rock. When we're done, you can get rid of it." He pushed down and spread my legs apart with his heft. It wasn't long before he was prodding me again with that giant dick. It went through easier this time, but he wanted to go in further, go deeper inside. I yelled. He put that big rough hand over my mouth. "Hush, baby. You wanted this, remember? I'm so close now." He kept going in and I couldn't help but scream in pain. I remember being a little kid and having vaccinations. I cried my eyes out then, and this pain was worse. I'm sure I was bleeding. I looked up into his dark bearded face and saw those eyes. I did indeed ask for this. I did want to spoil him. I stopped whimpering as he started moaning and got into the fucking pace he'd wanted. My ass was ruined, but I didn't care at this point. I was having sex! A big man was having sex with me! He removed his hand from my mouth. "Thank you for doing it this way, Yawman. I love it." "Yeah. I...I'm ...going to come inside you now.....ughhhh....FUCK!... Yeah!!!!" Maybe it was just my imagination, but I swear I could feel that sperm gush into my being. I was officially infected now. I was happily doomed. He rolled off of me and gasped the night air. "Was that good?" "Fuck yeah it was. Thank you, Ben. I need you to be with me every night." "I love you." That was probably not even correct, but it's what came out of my mouth. He chuckled lightly. "I love you too, kid. But I'm moving out in a few hours. This will always be special to me, though." "But you could stay. I could help you get housing, help you get a job. If that doesn't work, you can come live in my house. I can't lose you." "Nah. I need to move..." He was getting drowsy. "Or I can quit school and get a job. We could get our own place. An apartment or something." "Shhh. We'll talk about it later. I need to sleep now. Shhh. Come snuggle with me." I put my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat and his breathing. He was out. I was wildly awake. I stayed there until the sky started to barely brighten. I planned on staying until he woke up, but I was restless and needed to walk or something. I stood and felt a hard ache in my stomach...and below. It took me a few seconds to walk steadily. I left my clothes because I'd be back for them. I liked the idea of being nude on the bank of the river. I should have at least put my shoes on...this was no place to be barefoot. Oh well -- I'd stay close to the soft, muddy shore. I kept my eyes down and watched where I stepped. The sun woke up and helped me see better. While glancing down, I saw there was a ton of dried blood on my legs and ankles. It was like a horror movie. I needed to clean this off before Yawman saw me again. I could rinse it off in the river. I wouldn't go far....just far enough to get clean. The water was warmer than I would have guessed. The surface was calm, but the currents were strong down there. I was involuntarily dragged out farther. No big deal. I never learned to swim, but I could dog-paddle. One quick under-current spun me around. That was bad....I should go back to the shore. But I could no longer tell what direction I was looking out. Now I was scared. I remember the panic, and then I was sucked below the surface. The quickness of it caught me unprepared, and I had no air in my lungs. Another flow pushed me down to the bottom. You can't cough underwater...if you try, the water goes into your mouth and nose. Shit. I was weak against the water and tried to fight for my life. I vomited up river water and that only made me open for more. And then...and then there was no fight left. I was just looking around at the murky gray-green water. It was interesting. I no longer needed air. I could just go explore and find The Three Sisters. Nobody knew what they looked like under the water. The sun was fully up. It reached me below the water...and got very bright. White light with every color of the spectrum within. I could tell Yawman about this sight. I loved him and wanted to make him stay. Then there no more thoughts...just light.

My dirty talk has opened up more holes than I can count. Not only does it make the bottom more submissive, but it makes my cock even harder and eager to pump out a load.

I've never been hung up on looks, & pretty is as pretty does. I enjoy pleasing men usually with my dik. I also enjoy servicing cock, especially poz. I have been a bottom at a sexparty a few times, loved it. Didn't really enjoy STD. Hate rubbers, love cum. Love darkrooms & blindfolds too. I really like to look the hole in the eye when I breed it. I shoot HOT loads. Ten years ago at Chicago steamworks after dude bred me, he told me his VL was over a million. So fucking HOT stilled bone thinking about taking toxic cum.

Sorry for the delay ... more soon CHAPTER 9: A couple weeks went by, and Mike and I are feeling closer than ever; it feels like we’re dating. We are dating. Mike is making public habits of kissing me and holding my hand when we go places, but more important to me, he breeds my often – sometimes twice a day. Chris is nearly moved in with us, too, and sleeping with us in my king-sized bed most nights. If I’m being honest with myself, I think I may be in love with both of them. I know both of them are trying to get me pregnant as I’m getting loads from each of them, usually in the same session, but sometimes separately. Between these two hotties the walls of my ass are taking 2 – 4 loads of unmedicated jizz every single day. When we have sex, they both seem so adamant about infecting me. Four weeks after the sex orgy, and finding out Mike tested positive for HIV, I decide I want to try another home test. I haven’t felt sick and I know these things can take months to actually show a positive result, but the curiosity is killing me. Part of me feels like I’m already HIV+, mentally its already a part of me, and when Mike or Chris fucks me, its part of our sex. I wake the next morning, with Mike cuddled close to me and I realize Chris didn’t stay the night with us. I love waking up to these guys, but I need to piss. In my half-groggy state I slink out of bed. As quietly as I can, I tear open the OraSure test and swab my gums with the cotton. I put the swab into the test vile and leave it sitting on the counter while I make my way to the toilet. I’m still not quite awake and my aim isn’t very good. My piss sprays out and hits my hand, my leg and my foot before I can wrestle the rest of it into the bowl. After some dribbles and spirts my morning piss fires out and then finally ends with a whimper. In an act of silliness I let the last bits drip onto my right-hand and leg. I don’t know if it’s desire, need, or what, but one second I’m finishing up and the next I’m bringing my pissy hand to my mouth and licking up what the spillage. It’s bitter and I grimace a little, then a giggle hits me, imagining kissing Mike with this mouth. I finish and decide to move the testing container to the nightstand so I can keep an eye on it after I climb back into bed. I return to my comfy “Mike” blanket – his warm, naked body and cock feel so good. I feel him stir and his body, as if acting on instinct, forms itself against mine and his hand comes around my waist, pulling me in close. I love how this all feels but I don’t want to fall asleep, these OraSure tests need to be monitored, and its only been a few minutes. I lie there a minute thinking about the possible, and of Mike, when I feel his cock swelling and pressing against my ass. I need to stay focused on the test but his poz cock is all I can think about, which is all the more evident by my own raging boner leaking and pressing up tight against my stomach. I like to leave Mike is in charge of my ass and breeding it, but I’m finding myself distracted by this test, well that, and all the precum oozing and running down the head of my cock. Pulse after pulse of the clear liquid is dripping into my open hand. I move Mike’s hand to my cock then his fingers to my mouth so I can get a taste. I reach behind me and lightly stroke Mike’s dick. “Is he awake and just letting me do this?”, I wonder. I push my butt away from him, and angle that poz dick down until I can feel it press against my ass. At this point I hear a slight moan leave Mike’s lips and he rolls over on to his back; my hand still attached. "Hey fucker … ", I whisper, "I’m busy using that cock of yours", “Well, you'll just have to climb on and ride it!”, he says, turning his face towards me. I glance over at him and see the slyest look on his face … we both know what’s about to happen. I let loose of him for a moment, moving toward him, and throwing the comforter off the bed. I end this quick combination of movements with a savory kiss on his lips, “So hot”, I speak the words softly into his mouth. My cock is rock hard and sticking straight out from my naked waist. When I grab his hard cock again he pulls me forward, until my dick is pressing against his lips. He quickly opens his mouth and my cock sinks past his lips, teeth, and tongue. Soon I’m lodged deep in his throat as I begin to move my hips back and forth allowing my cock to slip in and out of his mouth. His tongue is like velvet on my cock, the feeling is pure pleasure as he sucks and licks the pre-cum, and probably the last few drops of piss, from the head of my dick. I can feel my balls slowly contracting as my need to nut begins to rise – I stop him. "NO! I wa… need you to fuck me, NOW!", I say matter-of-factly and pull my wet dick from his wanting mouth, falling back on his crotch. I look over at the test, “Still not done”, I think. I can feel his hard, fat cock pressing against my ass, making me need it more and more. I lift my ass up off him and he reaches down, pulling that infected dick upright, and I sink my ass back down on him nice and slow. I let him slide all the way into my ass, relishing each and every inch as it invades my fuck hole. "Oh FUCK yea, … that's what I’ve been fucking waiting for", I spout as his cock fills me, not moving, just enjoying the feeling of his cock deep inside me. He pulls my face to his and we kiss, but this time its not soft, his tongue forces its way past my lips. I open my mouth inviting him in, immediately feeling the warmth of his mouth, as our tongues fight. I raise myself up, his cock slipping effortlessly within my ass, until the head is pressing against the rim of my hole. Then I lower myself once again until he’s fully penetrating me – until he’s balls deep. Our lips are locked as my ass is floating up and down on that cock. All too soon, I feel his hard, fat, poz fuck rod swelling deep with in me and I know he’s about to blow another load of toxic spunk inside me. I release our kiss and look down into his eyes, his orgasm is building and he’s lost in it. Soon, his hips are bucking me up and down on his cock, his hands are holding onto me tight as his cock is fucking my ass vigorously. “Ah ... Ahhhh ... Ohh fuck … oh fuck", he moans loudly as his body is slamming it's self against mine, lodging his cock deeper and deeper within the hot cavity of my ass and spitting load after load of his cum from those tight balls deep into my ass. "YES! ... OH FUU...... OH FUCK …. I CUMMMINNNNGGG......", he screams, and I feel it, as my whole body is being tossed about on top of him. I love the warmth engulfing me fully as his HIV+ cock spews and spews and spews deep inside me. My own cock is gyrating up and down against our stomachs as he pounds away at my ass, releasing all of his infected jizz inside me. This is one of Mike's more intense orgasms and seems to last for several minutes, filling my ass with cum, but I know in the real world its probably not even a whole minute. I am a bit surprised at his stamina, until I remember it’s been almost 24 hours since he last came inside me. With his balls empty and his cock momentarily satisfied, Mike slowly stops fucking me, and lays there with his arm pits exposed, completely spent. I look down at him, still attached to him by his cock in my ass, and kiss him. "I … I really do love you Mike", I say looking for some sort of reaction in his eyes. "Kevin", and I can see its his first word. "I love you too babe, I really do." I kiss him again as I feel his cock deflating. He rolls me over onto the bed as we kiss, and then he pulls away, climbing out of bed. I grab his hand as he’s walking away, "Where are you going?", I ask as he turns around and I’m staring at his hot body, his cock slick from our fuck, pointing out but down, still fat and semi-full of blood. "Gotta take a piss babe, … then I am going to come back and suck every bit of neg cum out of your cock until your balls are as drained as mine", and he gives me that sly look I love so much. I give him my best devious grin, and pull him back into bed. He sits on the edge and looks at me questioningly. As many times as we’ve shared piss you would think he’d get a clue about what I want. "What?", he says looking at me. Instead of telling him, I don't say a word, I just push him down on the bed, both of us now face to cock, “mmmmm”, I moan. "Kev, I have to take a wicked pi.......", and he stops as my mouth takes his soft dick inside and I hold it there without moving. I can taste the sex and cum on him, this just makes my own cock that much harder. "Gollll", I say as best I can with my mouth full of his dick, and I then re-close my mouth. He looks at me for a moment and then lowers his head to my cock and takes it completely in his mouth. He begins to suck me softly as I did with him when I feel the first few drops of his piss ooze out of his cock, but he holds back, not quite being able to release yet. I just stay there as he expertly sucks me deep into his throat. And again, I felt the slight flow of his yellow stream fill my mouth. I drink and swallow as it dribbles out, but there is little there to savor. Then he stops sucking my cock for a moment, its still lodged in his throat, and then it happens. My mouth is soon filled with his hot piss as his bladder opens up and feeding me a healthy helping of piss for breakfast. I gulp and gulp and swallow as he empties himself into my mouth. As soon as he feels himself filling my stomach with his piss, he returns to sucking my cock. I don't know if its the way he’s sucking me or that he’s pissing in my mouth, but I can’t deny it turns me on and my orgasm blasts forth. My rock hard cock fills his mouth with cum as I drink him down. We’re emptying ourselves into each other, drinking from each other’s cock. Our mouths filling and then swallowing each others juice as it erupts from our bodies with force. His piss is hot and salty as it runs down my throat, and to make it more interesting as if I didn’t already know, the smell and deep yellow flavor tells me it’s morning piss. My orgasm doesn't last as long as his piss, but soon we’re both spent. My body is momentarily drained of all the cum it can produce, and his bladder is freshly emptied, I think, “Note to self … we really need to do this more often”. We lay there, our cocks still in each others mouths enjoying the afterglow of our sex. I look up at him, both our cocks now soft, then I remember my test results and I jerk my neck up to look over at them. I can see a faint line, one faint line. Mike sees what I’m looking at, moving his body to get a better look. He leans up to touch, kissing me on the neck, “Still neg babe”. I don’t say anything with him against me like this, I know a Doctor can provide a more sensitive test, but I haven’t been to one and I know Mike hasn’t been to one since he found out. I’m thinking, “We’ll just have to try harder”, when Mike pipes, “Gotta be out of town the week after next babe”. I look over at him, I groan, “I know”, he says.

He said he loved me… but he lied! (Part 4) Before dressing up I used some toilet paper to wipe my dripping cunt. “Damn…. how did this happen?” I whispered to myself. This was crazy – my head leaned against the wall and I couldn’t help but to finger myself. Somehow I felt like a slut. Taking two dicks up my ass from guys I never met before. But then I thought about Josh - beautiful… handsome looking Josh. I smiled away dreamingly. This night, when our eyes met for the first time, there was magic in the air. I didn’t want to lose the chance in building up a solid relationship to this stunning guy. Everyone was drooling, just looking at him. But tonight he chose me and I wouldn’t let him down. I had done all the things he asked me to and even more. Still I felt somehow cheap and common and I was scared his friends would tell him I enjoyed their cocks. When I left the stall I almost crashed into another guy who wanted to use the toilet. He smiled at me and asked if I would want to taste his dick, but I sort of got back to my senses and shook my head. First I recognized his respectable bulge, but then I saw a friendship ring on his finger. I had the best boyfriend ever, I didn’t need this trash. He was probably cheating his boyfriend. Disgusting….. So I went back to our table, but when I reached it - Josh was sitting there with his friends and another blonde twink, who actually rubbed my boyfriends bulge out the in the open. I was shocked. Josh saw me from afar and waved at me. I moved closer but couldn’t say a word. All I could do was looking at the twink’s hand giving my boyfriend a cock massage through his jeans fabric. Josh told me to sit down next to him. I followed his instruction and got a perfect view of the things happening. My face was frozen. I felt Josh putting his arm around my shoulders, but that didn’t stop the blonde bitch to touch my boyfriend’s dick. The other guys smirked all over their faces. “Listen Buddy - I will be with you in a few minutes. Drink something to warm you up. Next stop is banging your hole …..” he gave me a horny wink with his eyes and then he got up and took this guy by the hand, leading him to the back room areas. Shortly before disappearing, I observed Josh even squeezing the twink’s butt before passing a door. “Where… who… where is he going. Who was this guy, touching Josh? “I asked almost sobbing. “Don’t worry about this bitch. It is just… an ex boyfriend” somebody lied to me. “An ex… and Josh let him touch him this way?” I asked sadly. “You know how it is. If someone is holding on and the other one lets go” Josh’s friends explained. It wasn’t an ex boyfriend though. It was simply another twink whoring around, but I didn’t know that. “He doesn’t give shit about this guy. He wants to be with you” they tried to convince me, but I was almost traumatized. “Josh is a nice guy. I know him. He will look for a quiet and dark corner and there he will hammer this guy, to make him understand, that he is nothing but a cunt to him. He loves you and just wanted to avoid a scene….” they tried comforting me. “Believe me - he will be back with you soon. He knows you are precious and he won’t miss the chance to get you ‘real’ good” they laughed. I felt a bit better now. For a moment I had seen all my dreams shatter, but I had faith in Josh and I believed his best friends. They knew Josh so well…. “So…..?” Someone asked me. “So what?” I looked around at the assembled group. “Don’t you move under the table again?” another guy asked in disbelieve. “I am thirsty…..” I objected. “Nothing you can’t get under the table…..” was the command I received. And so I slid under the table almost naturally and sat there asking the guys to order me a coke. “No coke available…. but you can get recycled beer” someone suggested. ‘Recycled beer...?’ I asked myself, when all of the sudden all the guys opened their pants and I looked around to see five dicks pointing at me….. “Oh nooooo……” I begged them. “You got ten seconds time to chose a dick. If you don’t chose one, we will piss on you.” they threatened me. “You can’t do this to me” I almost shouted and tried to emerge from under the table, but was kicked back. “Ten seconds and counting…” they snarled. I grabbed one dick and took it into my mouth….. waiting for my thirst to be quenched.

is it from roids ?

He'd make a good model, I thought. He was young, had short brown hair, and wore glasses. He was skinny, no muscle to him at all, and the pair of tight little red briefs suited him perfectly, though they were now dropping to the floor for the nude shots. He struck a few poses as I kept flashing the camera. He had a cocky grin on his face - the kind of guy who knew he was pretty and liked receiving attention. They're a dime a dozen at this studio, and we didn't need any more of them. He would have made a good model, but I had a better idea of what to do with a cocky little shit like him. "Alright." I said. "Now a few of you on the bed, on your hands and knees." He followed my instructions just fine, getting up on to the bed and sticking his ass in the air, pointed at me. "Yeah, that's it." I said as I moved around him, taking a few more pictures as I got closer. I put the camera to one side, reached out and brushed my fingers down his ass. Even this was perfectly formed - round, firm, looked like he didn't bottom too much. Fucking him would hardly be a chore, I could tell. "Photos look good." I told him, as I took one cheek in my hand and squeezed. "Shall we test your performance, then?" A lot of the twinks we get around here get offended when I do this. 'This is a twink porn studio!' I reckon they think. 'Why should I have to get fucked by a gross old man like you?' And they'd be right - I am a gross old man, and Poz to boot. I'm in my 50s, and though muscular, the virus had worked its magic on me, making me look permanently slightly sick. My hair wasn't losing its colour, at least, a thick black bulk that I kept slicked back. The ones I actually consider hiring wouldn't have to get fucked by me, they'd test with another model. If I'm fucking them, it's already too late, unless they put on one hell of a performance, and are smart enough to ask for a condom. This one wasn't offended though. Not even shocked. Might be he was expecting to have to do something like this. In any case, as soon as he heard me, he backed his ass into my crotch, immediately grinding against my jeans. "Good boy..." I growled as my semi started getting harder, my jeans soon starting to feel too tight. I took hold of his hips and grinded against him with more force, till my dick was all but bursting out of my jeans. He pulled away, turning around and grabbing hold of my belt. He was certainly eager to impress. It was almost too bad that he wouldn't make it. As he undid my belt and jeans, I pulled my vest off over my head - time to test how dumb he was. He definitely saw the tattoo on my stomach, but didn't seem to react to it at all. I guess he didn't know the significance of a biohazard symbol then. He pulled my cock free of its confines, and this time he was surprised. But then, most guys are when they suddenly have a thick, ten each club of a cock shoved in their face. He recovered quickly enough though, and took the tip in his mouth, sucking happily as I curled my fingers in his hair, urging him on. Maybe he didn't get fucked Much, but he could certainly suck cock like a pro. Didn't need much of a warm up, and he was swallowing down most of my cock in one go - no gag reflex to speak of, and he could work his tongue like a demon. He was all too happy to play with the balls too, which even some of our most experienced models need reminding of. All in all, he definitely would have brought some money in, but maybe I could use him in some home videos, instead. I bet he could make me cum using just his mouth if I let him go on, but I'd been saving this load for a few days now, and I knew exactly where it was going. So did he, it seemed, as when I pulled him up by his shoulder, he didn't need telling to get on his back. He flipped over instantly, holding his knees and leaving that smooth hole wide open for me. I thought about ramming my cock straight into him, to see if he really was as inexperienced at fucking as he seemed, but I thought that might spook him into demanding a condom, and I wasn't having that. So instead, I bent down, and slid my tongue straight into his hole, hearing him moan when I pushed through his hole. His tongue was more talented than mine, but I could definitely perform well enough. His cock was solid, seven inches and thick enough. He jacked off as I fucked his hole with my tongue, getting it all moist and ready, determined to make sure this was the only lube he got. He was pulling at his dick harder and faster as it went on, till eventually I grabbed his wrist to stop him from cumming. Instantly, he shouted in frustration. "Well fuck me, then!" That was all the invitation I needed. I pulled up and lined my cock up with his hole, pushing the tip straight in without waiting. He made no complaint, no request for a condom, nothing. All he did was gasp, then moan, as I slowly began sinking into him. Well, I wasn't the first person in him, I could tell from how well he took it, but he was still tight, and I had to go slow at first. He had his eyes closed, and a wide smile on his face. I wondered if he knew what he was getting into, or what was getting into him. My precum was no doubt already lining the walls of his ass, and even that could be enough to wreck him. He'd made no complaint by the time I'd got fully inside him, and when I started fucking him properly, he let out a loud "Oh fuck yeah!" And I figured the time for condoms had passed. He knew how to use his ass too, moving up and down in time with my movements and keeping his ass tight around my cock. It wasn't long before I was slamming into him full force, my balls slapping against his ass with each thrust, making him shout out with each one. I knew how to deal with a noisy fucker though, and l leaned forwards, clamping my hand over his throat and fucked him all the harder. If the hand bothered him, he didn't show it, but it did get him to shut up. Before long, we were switching up positions. I got him on his stomach and fucked him into the bed, his ass bouncing up to meet me with each and every stab. Then I got him back on his hands and knees, one hand on his hip and the other clamped into his hair holding tight as I pulled my cock all the way out and punched back through his hole straight down to the base. His ass was never going to feel the same again by the time I was done. More than once, I had him back on his knees on the floor fucking his mouth with the same vigor as his ass, holding him down so his nose was buried in my body hair, just to prove that I could make him gag. We ended up with me on my back on the bed, him straddling my waist, bouncing on my cock. I held him by the waist, helping him in his movements and ramming myself up into him each time I pulled him down. He had one hand on my chest, mere inches from the biohazard symbol that he didn't understand, holding himself up, while he jacked off with the other. I could feel him clenching and unclenching around my cock and I knew he was close. I could feel the pressure building up in my balls too. With a few last, hard thrusts, he let out one hell of a moan, and his cock blew with cum and his ass squeezed tight. Two more thrusts and I was gone too, and as his load shot over my chest, I blasted inside him, filling him with my poz seed, continually moving him up and down my cock for the length of both our orgasms, making damn sure he was fucked full of my cum. Finally, he collapsed next to me, panting heavily and grinning his cocky grin. Less than ten minutes later, he was gone. We had a quick clean up and, on his way out, he asked me if I thought he got the job, grinning and obviously thinking it was a done deal. I told him that it was looking positive. Dumb bitch didn't even pick up on that, and winked as he left. He should have done his research; the studio only hired clean actors that used condoms. He wasn't the latter, and his days of the former were well and truly over. Still, I had his number - I bet I'll find him some work on one of my 'side projects.'

CHAPTER 7: Cod: I couldn't tell you what time it was or how long I had been asleep, but I woke as soon as I felt his cock probing my ass cheeks. As I was coming too, I realized that this morning it was my Dad who woke up horny and felt his body spooning mine, his hard cock desperately trying to enter his son’s warm, tight hole. I knew one of us would probably wake up horny, my ass still full of his cum, I lifted my leg slightly and permitted my Father to easily slip his hard fat cock into me. He pushed and the large mushroom head made a little pop and entered my hole. Once again my father’s bare cock penetrated my fuck hole. We both murmured lightly as his cock became completely emerged in my ass; slowly he began the motions of fucking me. As his hips moved back and forth against me, his cock slipped gently in and out of my ass. I reached back and pulled his ass tight to my body, wanting to feel every bit of his cock deep inside me. Dad wasn’t small by any means, and when we fucked, it made me feel so tight and full; it reminded me of Todd. Soon his rhythm began to hasten as we both became lost in our lust. My own cock was tight with blood as my right hand stroked beneath the sheets. I remember all those times Todd fucked me and I needed more, so I pushed firmly back on his cock sending it deep into my ass which made us both grunt with pleasure. And then it happened, my Father became like an animal, as he began to fuck with intent, like he was on a mission, Todd was like that too after he found out he was positive. He began pushing me so hard that I almost fell off the bed, but he grabbed me with his strong hands around the waist and pulled me into him sending his cock even further into my ass. "OH shit Dad, fuck me .... ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuuck ...... that feels fucking great. Yea fuck me fuck me come on shove that cock inside me harder,.... harder,...... HARDER......" I was lost in our sex as my Dad continued the assault on my ass. “Yeah baby boy… you’re gonna get it alright, I’m gonna breed you deep and give IT to you, uhhhh”, he groaned, stressing the word “IT” again. He pulled me up on all fours to fuck me like a dog, Dad seemed intent on giving me the fucking ride of my life. He was really fucking me wildly now, shoving his cock so deep inside my ass each time and pulling it out all the way. Then with perfect aim, ramming it back into my hole and then fucking me deep, his own body inhibiting him from going further. "Fuck me, fuck me ......Yea shove your bare cock inside me Dad, please..." I was not a quiet fuck by any means. Having Dad’s hard cock up my ass caused me to want his cum even more than normal. I still remember after Todd told me he was hiv+, he was so worried, he couldn’t believe I still wanted his cum. I didn’t care if he was positive, I loved his cock and his cum, he got over it quickly once he realized I was ok with him. My father's cock was expanding quickly in my ass and his rhythm quickly increased, I knew his cum was going to fill me again soon; he reached under my heaving body and grab a hold of my hard cock. It was wet with pre-cum that had been leaking out of me like a faucet. My body was being gratified in so many ways I knew my cock would go off at any second if he didn't stop soon. "Dad,… uhhhh… oh fuuck… oh that feels great, but I am going to cum if you don't stop that RIGHT NOW! He removed his hand, now covered in pre-cum and brought it to my lips. I licked my own wet secretion he offered with gusto, hungry for sex of any kind, and the fluids from a man. He kissed my neck and then moved back so he could focus on breeding me. My own father, fucking me, again he accelerated his pumping of my ass with his hips slamming into me. Then it happened, his groaning, I felt his cock surge with blood and cum as it quickly expanded in my ass. I knew he was filling me with another load of his cum, I couldn’t get enough. Dad: Once again, hot morning sex with my boy taking my bare cock and soon another big load of my spunk; I loved him so much. All I could think about though is how much I needed to breed him and how much I wanted to convert him. I wanted a positive result when we get tested tomorrow, and I want him to know how he got it. I was relaying all the details, of sex with son, to Sam as his bare poz cock was slowly going in and out of my hole. “That’s. So. Fucking. Hot. Mark,”, punctuating every word, “…it sounds like you’re really into it now, “Yeah, I am”, “Good. It’s very likely you’re hiv+ considering how much poz cum you’ve been taking”. Sam was right for the last 2 weeks he had fucked me nearly every day and once in a while I’d get two loads from him. He had been off meds for over a month, nearly two I thought, and we both knew the chances of me being infected with his strain was very likely. I love bare cock, I love cum, and the idea of risky bareback sex with an unmedicated hiv+ man makes me leak like a faucet. If being a cum slut means being hiv+ then I was going to face it head on, and Sam was my willing enabler. When Sam fucked me we were ironclad focused on him filling me up with his cum. The only time I was more focused and horny was when I was fucking and breeding my own flesh and blood; I was resolved, Cod, was going to be hiv+ and I was going to be the man who infects him. “Uhhhhhh … uhhhhh… fuck, gonna fucking load you up again Mark”, I could feel every vein, every inch of Sam’s cock and he was fucking in a nice, smooth rhythm, not the usual rough breeding he gives me, much like the one I gave Cod this morning, this was sex and not just a fuck. Sam wanted me poz but we cared about each other, too. “Uhhhhhhhhhhhh…. CUMMMMMMING, take my load Maa…. “ and he started to dump another poz load into me. It must have been a huge load, he leaned over onto my back, covered in sweat, and kept his cock inside me as he tried to catch his breathe. I don’t know what it was but when Sam breeds me, it so intense. “Fuck Sam, that was so hot… “, “..it always is”, he said between gasps. I was so fucking turned on, I might have to fuck Cod again as soon as I get home, but I really wanted his cock in me, hopefully Cod would help Sam’s cum do the trick if it hasn’t already. Cod: Dad had gone out for a bit and got back just as I had fixed dinner, he seemed different, it was obvious he was in a good mood (more so than normal), he grabbed me and kissed me deeply as he entered the house. “I made dinner, hope you’re hungry,”, “I am”, and he grabbed me and we starting making out. Before I could think Dad was stripping my clothes off, and I was his, we both naked quickly and he dropped to his knees and starting suck my cock. “uhhhhh…. Dad … oh yes,… suck me”, I loved being sucked, Todd used to suck me off sometimes when he wasn’t breeding me and I always loved it. “Dad you’re … ohhhh fuck that feels so good, I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop doing that,”, Dad quickly stood up, kissed me again, and led me to our bedroom. Dad laid on the bed on his stomach, ass exposed, “You want you cock… ehhh Dad”, “Yes baby boy, I need another load of my son’s cum in me. He got on all fours like I was earlier and I grabbed at his ass, “Hang on let me get lube…”, “… you don’t need any,… get over here and fuck me!”, he barked. I had never heard this kind of urgency from my own father, my cock jumped a bit, “ok”, I thought and climbed on the bed. “So Daddy needs his boy’s cum does he?”, I said in a deeper tone trying to imitate him a bit, I was so horny right now I’d gladly give it to him. My cock slid in much easier than you might expect, he was right I didn’t need lube, he was already slick inside, “Did you plan this and pre-lube your ass?”, “You’re feeling Sam’s cum, babe”, “Huh?” Then I remembered Dad telling me about Sam, his running partner,… so now Sam was breeding my Dad huh? It was actually fucking hot as I thought about it, knowing I was sliding my cock in and feeling another guy’s warm sperm, it happened like that only once or twice in college; it felt pervy and hot all at the same time. I was very turned on and Dad’s cum filled ass was just egging me, I picked up the pace. “That’s right baby boy, breed your old man.. really fucking give it to me, push Sam’s cum deeper into me.”, “uhhhhh uhhhh… “ I groaned and really got into it, I could feel my balls smacking against my Dad’s ass as I imagined him on his back, legs up taking Sam’s bare cock and what seemed like a huge amount of his cum. I looked down and could see some of the cum on my cock and slammed back into my Dad harder, each time trying to do what he asked and force the cum deeper into his tight but well used ass. “Give it to me … add your cum to his, fuck me, breed me”, he really wanted it bad, I was so close. “Yes, Dad… gonna breed….” I could feel my nuts tightening up and I knew my Dad was about to get another very big load of sperm. My rhythm quickened and I pumped harder, using his ass, to get off. I felt my load rising up through my cock, I knew I was about to nut and, “Ohhhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkk, Daddddd!” and my load came shooting out inside him.

piercedcock555 the same tends to happen to me. I have a couple of very hung fuck-buddies that will make me blood a little bit. They both tend to pound my ass really hard, and chances are high that I'll leave some thread of blood over their glans. It's just uncomfortably shocking but, oh well, if they were more gentle hehehe. And it hurts too.