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His day to day life was pretty normal. At least everyone thought. He had a man who he shared his life with for a few years now and they were a happy couple talking about marriage and maybe even a family. Their friends and family always said that they were the model couple for both str8 and gay people. He had a very bad habit of fucking around on the side. There was some sort of need built into his genes that made him want to coax a married str8 guy to take his raw cock. The thrill of seducing an otherwise faithful guy into a steamy sex scene with no protection was a thrill he could barely contain his bone while thinking of it. He loved to deep seed those guys too. He prided himself on being just that sort of gay man who could interests guys regardless of their preferred sexual orientation. It wasn't just those stupid str8 guys that made him bone up. He loved to meet with the twinks with the new relationships. The ones who thought they met the boy of their dreams. Some sort of Disney princess fantasy boy who could never cheat on his usually twink boyfriend. Those boys made him growl with lust. Those twink boys who still used condoms with their new boyfriends and never actually felt a raw cock or cum in their tender cunts. Those were a true delicacy for his lusty appetite. His escapades never went home with him and home life continued to be the perfect picture it always was. One night after notching another "married" guy on his belt he ran into a dude who knew what his fetish was. The dude was something like a porn star with a perfect muscled body and a bit more ink than most guys have. His confidence and shared interest in cheating was a big thrill for our hero to learn about. What he didn't expect to find out from this dude was that he would be bottoming for him on a regular basis for the next few weeks. It was an experience that was new for him. It wasn't like he hadn't bottomed before but he rarely bottomed lately and almost never raw. The dude fucked him that first time and his cock was so fucking huge and perfectly shaped. This guy knew exactly how to move and pound that meat into a raw cunt to make it sing. He found himself craving another fucking from his newly found top. After a few months of daily fucks after work, his boyfriend began to notice that his cunt was a bit more stretched out than usual. He asked about it but it was not discussed or even acknowledged. It was easy for him to divert his boyfriend from his cheating ways by hammering the boy's cunt for an hour or so just to be sure that he was too worn out to question anything any further. He realized that he had become the guy he used to prey on.. He was seduced into being a cheater for his porn star dude. He was hungry for the cum that this man was saving for him each day. He was feeling a little bit ashamed of himself for being the faggot that he turned others into but it felt good being treated this way by his stud. After 4 months, the stud never showed again. Our hero was now empty and a little hungry for a good fucking. After being seen in dark rooms and bookstores, a lot of other guys knew that he took raw cock pretty well. So he sampled the cock around for a few days just to find that right feeling. He finally gave up and went home. He figured he'd take a few weeks to get himself together and then get out there and find a new crop of men to disrupt. His boyfriend was at home with a piece of mail from the doctor. He was poz. He was sad and told our hero that he was probably infected from an afternoon indiscretion he had a few months ago with a stranger. He was so ashamed of himself and told our hero that he would be so guilty if he pozzed him. Of course our hero was more than thrilled to find out that he was poz. Not so much because of his ability to lay a lot of guilt on his boyfriend's affair. but imagining all of those str8 men going home to their wives and girlfriends... maybe those guys who fucked their own kids in private and all of that mess that would be revealed because he stealthed them totally by accident. He had a huge dripping boner thinking about his poz daddy stud man while they finished the bio-hazard ink on top of his shaved cock. He never bothered to ask or even think about why the stud had it and now he wanted to be just like him. He wondered how he could fuck his own younger brother......1 point
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It's been a tradition in the circle of breeder tops that I fuck with. One anonymous bottom gets a good pounding without anyone knowing who he is nor does he know who is loading him. Each month, one of us decides and arranges the event and one of us usually has to provide a fuck space. We all got together a long while ago when were bitching to each other online. The amount of cunt out there that needed seeding was exhausting us and few bred boys were willing to begin seeding for themselves. Instead we were breeding more boys to breed. They would bring their friends, brothers, uncles, next door neighbors, mailmen...it seemed like everyone wanted the seed of a handful of us. I had a breeding party once a month. Those who needed breeding were selected by me to be the bottoms at the party. Some parties included up to 6 bottoms and some only 1. The bottoms had to pay to get in and had to take a certain amount of loads before they left. There were often many guest tops and walk in cocks that would enhance the cum drenched parties. I loved the whole attitude of these parties because it allowed me to control who got my seed. I have always been particular who I give my seed to. I admit I wasn't always like that. I stealthed along for years when no one would actually admit that they wanted loads. I would drop a load in any str8 or married dude in a second. I have had many "accidental" unloads in the guys who could easily be my own sons. Many guys tried to encourage all of our sick fantasies about seeding our sons, our best buddy, our brother-in-law, the local fuck, any homeless guy under 20,...well, we realized that we were pretty free and easy with the definition of morality and what some might call taboo. Back to our once a month party. The anonymous bottom was restrained, hooded, gagged and I guessed knocked out for the first hour or so. Only one of the guys knew who he was. The rest of us spent a lot of time checking out how much he'd been fucked, prepped his cunt for a long night of fucking, spent a few rounds of eating him out. We didn't always do that but this boy was just asking for a wet tongue, even after getting fucked. Round and round we spun this piece of fertile cunt. Every spin found his cunt presented to another dripping cock edging itself closer and closer to its first blast. The thing that we all knew was a fact was that once the first top let go, we all followed suit. It was just to hard to hold back after feeling your cock fuck into the cunt with cum soaked inside and now sliding up and down your shaft. It's always my thing to be able to feel enough loads in a cunt to get some splash back on the top of my cock...I just loved dipping my tongue into a nice full one too. At the end of the evening or I should say, at the end of the next evening, as we all knew we had to recharge and get back to the real world again, it was time to unwrap the bottom and let us know who we all fucked and let him know very clearly that he had not been just fucked but had been thoroughly knocked up. He was never blindfolded so that we were never revealed to him. All eyes were on me as I became aware of who this impregnated bottom was and the feeling of guilt, surprise and the bone that cranked up at the same time.....1 point
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When I first met Dean we were in outpatient rehab. I was there for my own needs. He was there because his job as a state trooper required it. And as always. I hooked up with him day one. Dean is one of the greatest guys I know. He has walked into my home and watched me fuck my sons and watched them fuck each other. When he fucked me, he always let the boys sit on the bed and watch his very long cock go in and out of me. He never had sex with those boys. They both asked him if he wanted to and I told him I was ok because I trusted him. He said they were my sons to fuck and eventually we both shared own growing up stories with our brutal fathers. We both had tales that seemed unreal but we both knew were the reality. My dad pimped me out as a teen. His dad fucked him in the living room while all the neighbors watched. One day he asked me about my status. I sort of smiled. I told him that I was poz for many years and my sons were too. He said that he was relieved but also was a little bit disappointed because he had learned about bug chasing. He suggested that he wanted to know what it was like to breed someone who really wanted it. I told him that I was more intrigued by stealth breeding because I was poz and made a decision before I even tested that i would share the wealth. He told me that he was turned on by his wrong that sounded and then confided that the idea of arresting some muscle stud and jailing him long enough to breed him was a huge fantasy. So, I told him that exclusively taking my str8 son's teenage cherry and seeding him three times a day for over a year until his fever fuck was something I always thought about. He looked at me and his brow went up. He said that is so nasty Mikey. In even imagining doing that to my son if I were allowed to see him. He lost custody of his son because of his drug problems. Later he admitted that he was caught naked with the kid in the bath tub teaching the boy to suck his cock. Luckily, troopers can do anything and get over it. That's why his dad fucked him in the front window. When he told me that he fantasized about breeding his own son. I told him that I knew that it had to be done to my sons because I wanted them to breed too. He said "you didn't poz your son, did you?" I smiled and said "fuck yeah and someday I'll tell them about it but they don't even know yet. He fucked me so hard after that. The next week I convinced him to throw out his meds and I took him to a breeding party. He took my oldest son out for his 16th birthday(the kid looked eighteen when he for a year already). He brought the kid to a sleazy bath house in Newark. Then he taught my son how stealth. That's why I love the state troopers! My son's oldest son is going to be fucked and introduced to his father's thick seed. He will be fucked but not loaded until he finally gets so turned on my getting knocked up by his hot daddy. That's when he will become his daddy's little boy. Dean finally fucked and pozzed his adult son. The boy wasn't into it but when your dad has a ten inch cock and a gun, you do as he pleases. Dean asked me how I became poz. So did my sons... Maybe I'll tell the tale next time. Just know that it's hot, sexy and immoral. Not to mention incestuous and included a slightly forced breeding or two...and about 5 str8 married men. We all know how married guys start out asking for a blow job and end up with their legs over your shoulders. But they never ask for condoms. <eg>1 point
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