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Part 2; We went into his private cabin. He locked the door. - You will now call me Sir. Understood? - Yes Sir - Get on your back and hold your legs in the air. He rubbed my cunt I had shaved this afternoon, and spat in my face - I now own you, pig - Sir, you're HOT & Nasty ... FUCK you Man! He slipped a finger into my cunt, located my prostate, and got working on it. My prostate is super sensitive. Add that to being intoxicated by this AIDS Daddy's crazy HOT presence, I was screwed, literally and figuratively! - you poz, boy? - No Sir, but have often fantasized about being pozzed up. It's so wrong, yet, it feels so right - Ever taken Tina boy? - Only once Sir, with my ex, and we fucked all day on it - I guess he was neg then - No Sir, poz, but on medication, and undetectable! - Aaaaaaahh, so he came inside you then, boy - Yes Sir He put tourniquet on my arm and hiT me up with Tina. Oh Fuck, the Tina rush. I was rubbing myself all over, squirming, panting, like some deranged mental patient. He returned to giving me my prostate massage - So, you've had medicated poz cum up your cunt. How about some recharged super-infection unmedicated poz cum boy? - OMG Sir, fuck YEAH. Fucking BREED me! - I'm not just poz boy. I have AIDS. Current viral load is at 13.3 Million copies, with CD4 count at 51. I have had my initial infection since 1989. Plus a new strain on top which is an aggressive one, due to all the nasty very high risk nasty pig action I have had over recent years. Plus Hep C, and Syphilis ... You still want it? - Oh ... My ... God ~ This has been my sick twisted dark fantasy for years and years. To be infected multiple times over with all kinds of nasty stuff for a pig like me. - Do you fucking want my death seed or not, FAGGOT? - Fuck YEAH Sir ~ I am born to serve Alpha Daddies of this world. Especially top end league ones like you I started fingering my cunt

Part 3; - And don't forget my viral load is 13.3 Million copies, because I will be asking you later to remember that figure - Stop playing with your cunt, boy. Sit up and lick my fucking disgusting Dick. No sucking, just licking up and down my shaft, and my bell end! I eagerly got on my knees and licked as per command. I don't know why, maybe the whore in me, I began to pay attention to the sores he had, wiggling over them with the tip of my tongue. I looked up at my AIDS god. He spat on me a few times, smirking ... - You like those Syphilis sores, boy? I nodded. He stepped away from me, taking off his Leather waistcoat, chaps, and knee high boot, and stood there naked; Super skinny, gaunt, and yellow, and, HOT as fucking HELL. I swear I was having an internal orgasm just by looking at him. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, gave himself a real evil twisted smirk, and said, so cunt, what do you think to Sir's sick body - I know most guys go for muscles. I am not really too hung up on physique. BUT, there is one kind of physique I have kept quiet about. I have never told anyone about my secret attraction - Yeah, go on pig, what's that? - I have always been hugely attracted to AIDS Daddies who are wasted to fuck, and look gaunt. It is fucking beautiful. It just turns me on. So when I saw you at the lockers, FUCK, you had me! He looked in the mirror at himself, knees slightly bent, face contorting, tugging at his highly charged virulent Fuck-weapon, that was about to completely change the direction of my life, forever! - Get up boy, and put your hands against that wall, above your head He put his knee length boots back on, and slid right inside me. I was heavily panting, and dripping with sweat. Although, the sweating in a few weeks would be much more to talk about! - Oh fuck, your neg cunt feels so warm and wet. I can't wait to knock you up boy. You'll never be able to escape me, even when I am gone! Look in the mirror boy, tell me what do you see - Sir, I see your skinny wasted yellow body, your gaunt face, against my young smooth gym body, and, I think the two compliment one another on a level I cannot describe. God, it's so HOT! FUUUUUhhHcK ... I wish this moment would never end! He whispered into my ear; - I want to infecT you in public boy. Be a shame for no one to see this one off piece of art. Let's go to the showers. I want a proper fucking audience!

Part 1; I'm a 23 year old neg sex pig, and today was no exception, I was feeling fucking horny as HELL. So, into the shower, wash, and a real thorough douche of my sweet round ASS that I am very proud of, I should be, I work it out regularly enough, then, off I went to my usual sauna haunt. Ben was on the counter. - Hey Ben, how ya doing? - Hey Ollie. GREAT thanks. How are you mate? - I'm doing very good thanks. Too fucking Horny though. - Really. What brings you here then ... He said, being silly We both laughed. I paid my entrance. Given the usual locker key, and towel, and off to the locker area I went. BUT, today was different than usual. A guy in full Leather Gear (Chaps, Boots, and a Leather Waistcoat) was lurking around, drinking a Beer. He was also wearing a Cock-Ring that housed a massive bulging with veins erection. What made this look even HOTTER, was, he was skinny, gaunt, yellow, and a big Bio-Hazard tattoo above his naval. This Man screamed Danger. He screamed Death. BUT FUCK, I was already intoxicated! I found my locker, and got undressed and out of the corner of my eye I could see DANGER Man just staring! I locked up, wrapped my towel around me, and went to walk to the spa when I heard . - OI, cunt, stop right there!!! He kinda startled me, and part of me was saying to myself, 'fucking walk Olllie', a natural reaction I guess if the brain senses danger. BUT, as said, I was already intoxicated. So I froze. He came up from behind, and ripped my towel off letting it fall to the ground. - FUCK Yeah. One peachy round ASS! He slapped each cheek hard, then he parted them, spat on his fingers, and made my CUNT wet. He then inserted a finger. I gasped. - Sweet Jesus. You are one super tight Bitch! Right, get ya towel back on, and come with me to my private cabin. I am your very own private AIDS Daddy for the afternoon. I got my towel back on, and started following him as he walked off. I was filled with utter Fear. Yet, I was filled with an immense erotic intense excitemenT ?☣️?

PART 14 As my heartbeat returned to normal, the combination or Tom’s cock softening and my still spasming hole forced him to slip out of me with a soft plop. As it did, the anxiety kicked back in. Only now it was more confusing. And I wasn’t sure what I felt. I know I felt some guilt over what I was doing, as well as some guilt for feeling guilty. Four loads of HIV laden sperm shot into me by a guy who I couldn’t seem to resist. Even as I studied the sense of guilt which had assaulted me, I also found the thought of sex with Tom and his poz cum turned me on, just something so strongly attracted me to raw sex. And I was very aware that I was clamping shut in an effort to keep all of his semen in me. I didn’t want any leaking out. But a huge part of me was still screaming 'What the fuck are you doing? This is so risky. HIV. AIDS. But you keep coming back' I told myself. Hell, I had TWO loads in me now and it was barely afternoon. And I had begged for it. And I didn’t notice this before, but it seemed like Tom almost liked cumming in me more than just fucking me. Like giving me his seed was what mattered most. Maybe that was just my imagination. “Earth to Chris. Are you there sexy boy” Tom joked. I guess I had been really lost in my thoughts. “Sorry, I was just thinking. It’s just, and it feels really really good, I just get nervous... your cum and everything,” I said quietly. He looked at me. “You mean, because I have HIV and you keep letting me cum in you? Is that what you mean?” I nodded, affirming his interpretation. “Well, you have had four loads now and you might already have it. Or you don’t. And Chris, this is really it, you can’t stop. Maybe. To be honest, I think you are already too hooked on barebacking. But you could stop and go back to your old life. I don’t think that’s what you want though. I think what you want and really at this point ,what you need is to keep giving in. To live with the consequences of being a cum dump bottom boy. And yeah, that means eventually you'll end up with HIV. I have friends that would love to give you what you need. I could keep you full every day. I have friends that would come over right now. I already told them about you and they are aching to fuck you. Aching to be inside you when their cocks starts pumping man cum. They all have HIV they wanna share too. I can call them now. You don’t even have to ask. Just nod if you want me too. Nod if you want strange men over here now to cum inside your boy hole,” he said hypnotically. I’d like to say I thought and weighed the options but I didn’t. His words had got me. And slowly, I nodded. And then again. And he grinned as he reached for his phone as, for my part, I lay back on the bed, his sperm soaking into my body.

The Intern Part 5 Montgomery blew a thick cloud of smoke on the slut as he tried to suck his cock as best he could, considering the odd position. He heard the front door open and close and smiled. He grabbed his faggot by the hair and yanked him to his knees. “Open.” The simple command revealed so much. Nathan obediently opened his his mouth and waited for Montgomery to spit in his open hole. “Good boy, you’re learning.” He let go of his hair, grabbed his shoulders and roughly tossed him back on the bed. “On all fours. Good boy. Arch your back,” Montgomery admired the stud in front of him. What a fucking slut he was becoming, even if he didn’t know it yet. Montgomery climbed up behind the sweet hole and gave it a hard smack. But instead of a yelp, Nathan gave a moan of approval. This jockboy was about to be broken. “Ohhh, you like that boy?” “Mmmm hmmm…” He reared back and slapped the waiting ass one more time, leaving a red hand print. “I need to hear you say you like it. Use your words, faggot.” One more slap. The hole in front of him arched his back, while trying to bury his face deeper in the mattress, spreading his legs wider. *SMACK “Say it, slut!” “Yes! Yes, I like it. Slap my ass, man.” He said, turning his head so he could be heard. “From now on, it’s Sir. Understand, faggot?” To reiterate his newfound position, Montgomery slapped the slut one more. “Yes, Sir. Yes…” Montgomery had the boy in his clutches now. The time to fuck the boy up was almost at hand. “Good boy. Now, relax, I’ve got some plans for you.” The comment didn’t quite register, but he just moaned as Montgomery spread his cheecks with one hand and rubbed his index finger up and down the hole. “Give me your hands.” Nathan, either lost in the sensations or not quite hearing, received a fourth smack. This one harder than the ones prior. “NOW BITCH!” “Yes, Sir,” he whimpered. Montgomery felt the presence of someone at his bedroom door and saw Devin stroking his dick, with a torch and pipe in the other hand. Montgomery raised a finger indicated Devin to keep quiet, and then extended the same finger forward letting him know to wait just a bit longer. Devin nodded and had a seat in the lounge chair in the corner of the room. Devin, on a good day was 5’8” and weighed 130 pounds soaking wet, but what he didn’t have in mass, he made up for in cock. At just about 7.5 inches, his fuck stick was thick, thicker than most dicks Montgomery had ever encountered. The two met three years ago, when Devin sent him a message on Grindr asking if he wanted to tag a twink he had met on U Street. After seeing the picture of his salami stretching the boys mouth to its limit, Montgomery was sold. The two spent the night giving the spun twink poz load, after poz load. Montgomery turned back to his boy, pleased to see his hands behind his back, waiting for Montgomery to do as he pleased. He grabbed the boy’s hands, and put one on each cheek, “Spread ‘em fag.” Nathan obediently did as he was told and gave a moan as Montgomery spit directly in the fuzzy hole before him. Watching the spit slowly dribble toward the slut’s taint, he leaned forward, flicked his tongue and slowly licked up to his waiting hole.” “Oh fuck.” He said, barely audible, as a shiver went through his body. And with that, Montgomery dove in. An expert in pleasing boys to get what he wants, he munched, licked and worked the kid’s hole. After a about 5 minutes of hearing the kid moan and push back on Montgomery’s face, it was time to get the party started. He rubbed his stubble up and down the kid’s spread cheeks one last time. He reached for the canister and picked two shards, each the size of fresh pencil erasers. “Keep your cheeks spread. You are going to feel a slight burn. Just go with it, okay boy?” “Yes, Sir.” With the kid keeping his cheeks spread, Montgomery placed the first shard at the hole’s entrance and slowly pushed in with his index finger. One knuckle in and the kid bucked. Montgomery gently kissed the boy’s ass cheeks, giving each one a tender and lingering peck. “You’re doing so good, boy. You want to make me happy, right?” “Yes,” he mumbled into the mattress. “Good, because I want to make you happy,” and he inserted his finger further, past the second knuckle. He rotated his finger inside the kid’s hole, letting the shard gently scrape his tender walls. When he felt that it was deep enough, he slowly began to piston his finger in and out. The kid was in heaven, and he had no idea what was in store for him. “You’re pussy feels so good around my fingers. You’ve got a perfect hole, you know that, right?” “What did I say about answering me? Next time you don’t answer, we are done, you got it? You’ll be out of here as fast as I can drag you to the door. If you want more of what you’re getting faggot, answer me.” Afraid that the pleasure he was receiving would end, Nathan said, as coherent as he could practically begged, “Yes, Sir. This feels good, please don’t stop.” Montgomery smiled and looked back at Devin, who mouthed the words, “Fuck yeah” before he blew a cloud. Montgomery grabbed the remaining shard, happy that his slut still had his cheeks spread, and repeated the process, but this time adding a second finger. The finger piston worked a little faster than before, rotating and spreading. He reached between his faggot’s legs and was pleasantly surprised to see the kid’s cock was rock hard. He gave it few pumps, and Nathan’s hole flexed around Montgomery’s fingers. “I think the slut likes it,” he said to Devin. Montgomery removed his fingers and crawled up on the bed and moved up and sat against the headboard. “You can let go of your ass now, faggot. Time to suck my cock. Show me that you deserve this cock,” he gave the kid a slight slap on the face and saw the hunger in his eyes before he placed his hands on either side of Montgomery’s hips and took his cock in his mouth. With all pretense gone, Montgomery addressed Devin. “Turn on the webcam. I’m already logged in…oh fuck yeah baby, work that cock, prove to me that you deserve it.” “He’s one hot piece of ass,” Devin said as he typed a quick message to the chat room. “What are you saying in there?” the other stud asked, eyes closed, hands on Nathan’s head, getting lost in the feeling of blowjob. “Just that we are going to slam this newb,” he said without turning around. “We keeping him to ourselves, or…?” “For now.” “Cool,” the other replied. He then reached up, tossed two points to Montgomery, along with the tourniquet. He placed another on the bed, then grabbed the kid’s ankles and pulled him into a prone position with Montgomery’s dick still in his mouth. The surprise registered in Nathan’s eyes, and a sense of panic filled him. He came off the cock and went to turn to see what the fuck was happening. Montgomery grabbed Nathan with both hands, one on each side of his face. He used his thumbs to stroke the temples of his tweaked out victim. “It’s alright, baby boy. You don’t need to worry about anything. I told you I would take care of you, right?” The kid locked eyes with Montgomery, then let them flutter closed as the his fingers continued to soothe the boy’s nerves. “Yes, Sir.” “That’s a good boy, I knew I could count on you. Now, I want you to lick my balls while I stroke my cock. Understand?” “Yes, Sir,” he said as he buried his face deep between Montgomery’s legs. Devin climbed up on the bed, and spread the kids’ cheeks and began to rim the faggot, making him moan around the hefty balls that were in his mouth. “Give me your arm,” Montgomery said. Hearing that, Devin hopped off the bed and grabbed the webcam to make sure this moment was saved.

PART 1 It was approximately two months before high school graduation that this happened, which is to say it was about two weeks after I turned 18. Not that I looked 18. I was lucky if people thought I was 16. Although I was 5' 10”, I only weighed 155 pounds, and given my baby face and short brown hair, I didn’t look like a man - yet. But it was men I wanted, that’s for sure. I was 18 and I had a car. It was time. Sure there were gay guys at my school, but I wasn’t into guys my age. I liked guys older than me, guys around 40. Men with big man cocks and big manly cum-filled balls. That’s what turned me on. Now I just needed to find such a man who happened to like me. With that in mind, within days of my birthday, I had my first profile up on a gay hook-up site. Initially I received messages from young guys who were quite like me, or at most a few years older. One or two were tempting but I held out. Besides a few blowjobs back and forth ealrier in the year, I had no experience with men. But in my mind, I was always the one sucking cock and always the one offering up his hole. I was a bottom before I even knew what a bottom was. Then one day he messaged me. He was older, 43, and definitely a top. His pictures didn’t have his face but what it showed was amazing to me. He was 6 1” but thin at 165. His graying hair was cut very short. And then I saw his dick. Magnificent isnt even a strong enough word. The pictures showed a solid eight and a half inch cock, with a nice mushroom head and a thick slightly bending upward shaft. His big balls hung down. They looked massive. Now, my balls are a nice size and I cum tons when I shoot, but I figured a guy with giant balls such as this guy sported must cum buckets. I couldn't see his face, but honestly didn't care. This guy's body was my fantasy come to life. I read thru his profile. And then I saw it: HIV status - positive. Still, I wanted to read his message and at least say thanks for messaging me. Just looking at his pictures had me so hard. It was too bad he had hiv. I couldn’t risk that. So I clicked on the message. “I love your pics. You seem like a really hot young guy. That sexy body. And hot little butt! I saw you like older guys. Hot older Top men, guys that can show you things, take you to places you haven’t been yet and that your body doesn’t know it needs yet. I’ve helped young men like you before. I’d love to meet you. And I can tell by your profile you are gonna want to meet me. I have a huge cock that loves attention and I love showing a young guys hole the attention a boy hole needs. I have exactly what you need. Don’t waste time and message me back. I want you in my bedroom.” wow, he had me rock hard. I mean rock hard. And shaking a little. This was real. This hot as hell man wanted me. And badly, it seemed. I was so scared of the hiv thing but I stared at those pics and read his message again and I didn’t know what I would do but I would find a way to keep safe. I had to meet him. With very very nervous hands, i typed back. “You are really really hot. I’m a little scared about what we can do because i am not hiv positive, but I can’t help it, like I just want to meet you and see you face to face. Your cock is so amazing. I have a car, so I can meet almost anywhere but I love with my parents, so can’t have anyone here.” And I hit send. Within minutes, his reply came thru. “Come over now. We are both horny. My address is 710 elm lane, by the new high school. Can you be here soon? So ready to meet you and have uou here.” I replied within seconds. “Be there in 20 minutes.” I tried to make sure I looked ok and ran a brush thru my hair and went out the door before I could change my mind. What was I doing? But I told myself nothing has to happen unless I want it to. And he was so sexy. And that huge cock. I was hard the short drive over there. I parked on the street and made my way towards his house. It was dark, so that made it a little easier. It was my first time just going to a guys house to hook up. I was nervous as hell but my cock was leading me. I was so horny I almost couldn’t take it. I walked up to the porch and knocked softly. The door slowly opened and I was face to face with my internet friend. His body was more amazing in person. Clad in just underwear that bulged like crazy, he was all his profile said and more. Then I looked at his face and he looked at mine and both of us had a shock. It was Mr Johnson, my 11th grade history teacher. I was shocked and embarrassed he would now reject me and still so horny, maybe even more so now. Mr Johnson a gay Top! All of this shock and me standing in the doorway lasted maybe 3 seconds. And then he gestured for me to come in and I did. My cock was like steel and I was determined to go further, though I didn’t know where. I just knew two things: mr Johnson was my perfect gay man standing in front of me and I had to be carful and not forget he had hiv. I felt his hand on my lower back as he guided me inti the house. The sound of the door jarred me from my thoughts. This was happening. This was really happening.

Chapter 2 We arrived at Martin’s level, Martin said goodbye and left the elevator. I still had a raging hard-on and my hole needed some cum tonight. So I pulled out my iPhone and checked Grindr. There were some young guys very close but since my first sex I was into daddies. So I closed Grindr and checked Scruff instead. There was one hot daddy very close - he must have used the hotel wifi too. He was not as hot as Martin. I did not really like his smile but I liked the grey hair, the blue sunglasses he was wearing and the small belly you could see through his shirt. He must be airline staff too as this hotel was primarily used by airlines. I guessed he was senior cabin attendant. He had been offline for more than five hours, so I did not expect him to be at the hotel anymore. Nevertheless I woofed him. Maybe I was lucky. I wished the flight attendant a good night and left the elevator at my level. I had to walk quite a distance to my room, so I checked Scruff multiple times. I saved his profile as favourite as the cabin attendant hadn’t logged in yet. He used the name Bjørn on Scruff so I googled it and found out that it was a Scandinavian first name meaning bear. Did that mean he is hairy? I’d appreciate that. I arrived at my room, unlocked the door and started to undress while walking in. I usually didn’t wear any clothes at home or in a hotel room. I loved to let my pierced dick be free. About a year ago I decided I wanted to have a prince albert piercing. So after thinking about it for some days I went to a shop and got it. The first day I immediately regretted the decision as it didn’t stop bleeding - especially not if I got hard which happened very easily. Luckily after one day and with the help of a friend who was a surgeon the bleeding stopped and I loved playing with the ring. Luckily the ring usually didn’t trigger the sensors at the airport. So now I was lying on my bed, stroking my hard cock, playing with my hole when the room phone suddenly ringed. I jumped a bit as it was very late and I hadn’t expected someone to call me. I answered the phone and smiled when I heard Martin’s voice. “Uhm hey pal… I feel really awake now and thought we could do the briefing for our flights tomorrow now so we could sleep long.” I totally wasn’t interested to talk about our fuel calculations or specials about the flights at 1am in the morning but my cock told me I should go. “Sure, sounds great. I’ll be at your room in about 5 minutes.” - “Awesome! I’m looking forward to it!” I jumped into my shorts again - but this time without any underwear -, grabbed my shirt and flight bag and walked out of my room. It felt like an eternity walking to Martin’s room and my shorts were full of pre-cum when I arrived. Martin immediately opened his door when I knocked and was still wearing his clothes from our “date” at the bar. His gaze went from my face down to my bulge and stayed on the wet spot of pre-cum. He smiled when he asked me in. I realized his flight bag was still packed away. I leaned forward to open mine and my shorts slipped down a bit, giving Martin a perfect view of my ass crack. “So what do you want to talk about first?” Martin did not answer and I caught him staring at my crack. “Well… I want to be honest with you. I didn’t call because of the briefing.” I looked at him and I loved his insecurity. I stepped closer, feeling his breath on my face. I took his big palm and kissed him. It took him some time to get used to it but when the ice broke he became like a wild bear. His tongue when so deep into my mouth I had to step back a bit. Martin grabbed the back of my head and kept on kissing me deep. My cock started dripping again and it felt as if my shorts were already soaked in pre-cum. After what felt like an eternity Martin let got of me and pushed me on his bed. He took off his shirt and I gasped. “Oh fuck!” There it was - the perfect dad bod. He did not have a six-pack but a nice round belly. Above the belly there were some thick tits with big nipples. He had a healthy skin tone but that didn’t matter anyway as everything was covered with black fur - even his shoulders. I loved every inch of it and started to take of my shirt when Martin took my hands. “Let your daddy do this for you!” Holy shit. He was into dad-son-roleplay. I knew I would do everything to get his load up my ass. I did not bring any of my special condoms that used to break when the top fucked an ass. So I tried to think of any possibility to break one of his condoms without him realizing but was so distracted by the view I could not grab a thought. Martin’s left hand played with my crack while his right hand took of my shirt. When it was off he licked my nipples. I usually was not into titplay but I loved his tongue on me so I encouraged him to go on. Martin licked all over my chest and opened my shorts. He pulled them down and when my bent pierced cock jumped out he stared at it and just said “Wow”. In the next second my cock was down his throat. He easily took it all the way in and massaged it with his tongue. It felt good and bad at the same time. It was obvious that Martin had sucked cock before but not recently and especially not a pierced cock. I didn’t want to discourage him so I just closed my eyes. After some time Martin grabbed me by my hips and just turned me around. He started massaging my back which I loved as I just liked being touched by him. He kept a good pace and the perfect strength to relax the muscles. It just felt great and I realized I drifted away until he touched my butt and spread my cheeks. “Uhm Martin I haven’t taken a shower and I’m not cleaned out.” - “Good boy, I like it spicy”. He dived into my ass and started licking my hole. It was exactly what I needed. At first he just licked it but after some time he pushed his tongue into my hole and tongue-fucked it. “You like that, son?” - “Yes dad, please keep on going.” - “Push it out. I want to taste it all.” I started pushing and Martin just kept on licking. I hadn’t done anything like this before but already loved it. He licked some of his fingers and stuck them in my hole. I don’t know how long he kept licking and finger-fucking my hole but when he stopped I begged him to keep on going. “Easy boy. I think you’ll love what’s next.” I heard him unzip his trousers and wanted to turn around when he slapped my butt. “Don’t turn around boy. You will lick it clean afterwards and then you can see it!” I did what he told me and just presented my hole. He slapped his cock on my hole and pushed the head in. “Ouch!” It was too dry and hurt a bit, so he took his cock out. He spat on his hand and rubbed it all on his dick before pushing it in again. It felt perfect. It filled my hole and I never wanted it to leave it again. He kept a slow pace in the beginning. “Dad please fuck me.” - “Oh I will son. I definitely will!” He started fucking harder and harder and pressed my face down into the sheets. I felt like a worthless slut. I loved it! “Oh boy, here it comes. I will fill your spicy hole with my cum!” He groaned and I felt his cock injecting his seed into my ass. He broke down on top of me and just stayed there for a long time. I felt exhausted and empty when he pulled his cock out of my ass. “Turn around son!” I did as I was told and could see his cock for the first time. It was thick and uncut with big hairy balls and still stood straight ahead. I could see it was full of ass juice, cum and a bit of blood and it was clear he had fucked me bareback. “Lick it clean son!” I did as I was told and loved it. After his cock was clean again he took me in the arm and we just laid there until we fell asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night when my iPhone sent me a notification that Bjørn had woofed me and written me a message. I ignored it and laid back down on Martin’s big hairy chest. He played with my hole and stuck a finger up it before we fell asleep again.

PART 2 i was so nervous but sex was leading down the hall, his hand gently guiding me. His room was sparse but it wa nice. He led me in and closed the door. He looked me over as I stared at him. Finally, he spoke. “Obviously, we know each other outside of this room. That’s a totally diffferent place and it’s no ones busniness what we do here. And call me Tim. That’s my first name”, he said before smiling and adding “now get out of those clothes and get comfortable.” With that, he reached and pulled off his underwear, freeing that gorgeous man cock. I was shy, but I got naked. “Let me see you. Damn, you are hot Chris. Turn around and show me that ass. What a hot ass. Spread now so I can see your little hole. Show me, show me your boyhole,” the last part coming out almost in a whisper. I had no idea what was gonna happen or what to do, but I showed him. “Hot fucking hole. What a sexy butt. Have you gotten fucked yet Chris?” He asked. I wasn’t gonna lie, so I told him the truth. “I... I’ve sucked two guys from school a few times that’s it,” I said nervously. He grinned. “We are gonna have so much fun. Just so you know what I like, I like most everything, but most of all I like to play with a young guys butt. Touch it, lick it, fuck it. Stuff I think you want badly,” he said in a low sexy voice. I just nodded. I was so excited and nervous. “Chris, there’s something I have to do. Lay down on the bed on your tummy. Yeah, that’s it now spread your legs open a little more. Perfect,” he instructed. And then i felt him climb on the bed and crawl between my legs. I had no idea what was next. I felt him lower himself and then I felt his breath, hot as it hit my asscheeks. I felt his hands grab those cheeks and slowly pull them apart. He seemed to get even closer and I heard him inhale deeply. “God your little butt smells so fucking good Chris. So tangy and musky just like it should be,” he whispered.he was so close his face was now basically in my ass crack. And then I felt it. ThAt first flick of a wet tongue, his wet tongue, sliding across my virgin hole. I gasped and bucked, but he had a firm grip as he now lashed out at it, attacking it with his tongue. His mouth was sucking and licking and it had me gasping for breath as I bucked and writhed and learned the ectasy of having a man lick my boy hole. His tongue swirled and teased. It drove strong and deep. His mouth suckled my hole, devouring it. It felt so good I was losing control and making noises I had never made before. It just felt so good. I didn’t even care about my cock. Mr Johnson, Tim, knew how to make my ass feel better than my cock had ever felt. I continued to melt with his attention. It just felt so good. All I cared about was Tim playing with my ass. Whatever I had to do to keep this ecstasy going, to make him want to give my butt attention. He was just so good. It seemed like he loved it as much as me, and I wondered if it made him hard to play with my ass like this. I wondered if he loved my hole as much as I loved him playing with it. I wanted him too. I wanted my hole to please him.

I'm Parker -- 21, 5' 10, 165 lbs. of pretty lean muscle. There's nothing big about me, but my pecs are pretty defined, my abs are toned, and I pretty much stay smooth from my years on the high school swim team. I've got short cropped brown hair, and one of those faces that will stay boyish for at least 20 years, but my jaw is defined enough to give me a manly look. So I'm told. It's my third year and college -- in a small southern town -- and I came out my freshman year after getting drunk off cranberry vodkas and bud lights and jerking off with my roommate, Ben, who turned out to be a total bottom slut, despite his 9" cock. My friends all mess around, and cheat on each other, and fuck each other, but is it really cheating if everyone is ok with it? We tend to get drunk, have sex, then never talk about it until it happens again a few weeks later. There's a group of about 7 of us, and I've both fucked, and been fucked, by all of them. But up until this point in my life, I didn't really know what good sex was. Cute college guys flopping around in bed, awkwardly getting each other off, and trying to figure out sex. But all that was about to change. It was Ben's birthday, and we were headed out to the gay bars in downtown. The typical Flex bar, filled with college guys, the makeup queens, a few muscle guys, and the old daddies. Ya know, the kinda bar where you know everyone but you keep going back, hoping to meet someone new. That night, I did. When we walked in, Ben was already sloppy drunk, and looking desperate. His pale skin and blonde hair didn't really make him that cute, and he rarely hit the gym, but there was something about him that people are attracted to. And his ass is amazing. "It's my birthday, and I HAVE to get fucked," Ben said. "If I don't find someone to go home with, will you fuck me tonight?" "Sure," I said. Hoping, and praying, it wouldn't come to that. A few drinks later, I gazed around the musky bar, not seeing anyone interesting, and giving up for the night. I hit the dance floor with the boys, feeling oddly sleepy, and desperately horny, trying to blend in. Glancing over at the cages, my eyes caught the attention of a man who would change my life, though I didn't know it at the time. He was 5'11", olive skin, buzzed head, square jaw, and loaded head to toe with muscle. The rock solid arms, the big, round shoulders, and the -- what I like to call -- "fuck me pecs." You know, the perfectly round chest that you want to feel and squeeze with your legs raised in the air with a hard cock tearing your ass apart. Yep, he had those pecs, tightly squeezing through his gray crew neck t-shirt and tight bleached jeans. I could see the outline of what looked like a pretty sizable cock bulging through his crotch. I knew I wanted that. I tried not to stare. "Parker, are you ok? Why aren't you dancing?" Ben asked. "Oh, umm, sorry - do you know who that guy is over there?" I asked. "No. But he's at least 45. Why would you even be interested," Ben responded, with a bitchy tone. And that's where I'm different from the rest of the crew. They're all focused on 20-somethings, while I'm always drawn to the daddies. No, the muscle daddies. Maybe it's because of a bad relationship with my actual dad, who knows. But I know that's what turns me on. I tried not to stare at the mystery muscle man, but I kept catching his eyes. He looked at me with a sly, southern grin. But not for too long, just long enough to make me know he was interested, but not desperate. Getting lost in the music, I turned around a few minutes later, and had to pee. I walked in the bathroom and saw Eric, from the soccer team, fucking Ben at the urinal. Ben was begging for it like a bitch in heat. I felt relieved. I wouldn't have to fuck him tonight, and after seeing the mystery muscle man, I didn't want to. I made my way to the bar, sat down, and ordered a vodka tonic. I was over it and ready to go home. The bartender, Monty, flirted with me a little. He's a cute Mexican who fucked me a few years ago when I first started coming to Flex. I thought for a few minutes about trying to take him home again. But right as I was about to order another drink, I suddenly felt a warm, scratchy stubble tickling my ear. "We're leaving, I want to be inside you." I turned, and in almost shock, I saw the muscle mystery guy, grabbing me by my arm, pulling me against the wall of the bar, and kissing me deeply. I didn't know what to say, or what to do. I dropped a $20 on the bar and left with him. Turns out, his name is John.

Part 8; - Sorry pup, Master will always admit when he has done wrong. I forgot to give you the best part to your meal ... *I replaced his empty food bowl with the bone bowl* - Here you go. A right special treat. Bones. And they still have some good quality meat on, and I want to see every bit of meat eaten. I want those bones licked clean. Understood? - Yes Master - Good pup. And of course, using your paws might be easier - Master, I do really want to be an obedient sub. One you can be proud of. Make you happy. BUT, could you please take the clothes pegs off of my balls and nipples. Both are becoming really sore. And I am in dire need of a pee. - Hmmmmmm. As you have asked so politely, showing your Master you are slowly learning manners, and courtesy, I'll meet you part way ... *I took the pegs off of his balls* I went downstairs, and fetched five Lagers. And a jug. Back to the play room. I handed two of the Lagers to my Son... - Here you go Son - Thanks Dad I placed pups small pointless dick into the jug ... 'OK, you can piss now' ... He let out a HUGE sigh as he let go, and he quickly filled the entire jug I put his Lager into the drinking bowl, then topped up with a generous helping of his very own delicious Golden PISS! 'Pup, your bones are directly in front of you, and your Lager is in your drinking bowl to the right of your bone bowl. Got it?' *He's still blindfolded at this point* 'Yes Master. Thank you Master' 'Good boy' I sat back down beside my Son. We watched the pup lap up his Lager with a Piss top. 'It's a bit warm' 'If you are gonna start whinging, then the clothes pegs will go back onto your balls, and you can get back in the cage' 'Sorry Master' He lapped up some more, then managed to get the Lamb shank in his paws, sit upright, like a true pup, and started cleaning the meat off of the bone. My Son and I got horned up watching this Sexy as Fuck sight, and once again started wanking. And that is how it was for a good hour, the pup chewing and sucking on his bones, and my Son & I drinking, and pulling on our Fuck-Meat. - Enjoying your bones pup? - Yes Master. Thank you very much - Well, it's time for your bed, you have the biggesT day of your life ahead of you tomorrow. But don't worry, I'll put the bones in the cage with you, and your Lager. Before I put him back in his cage, I inserted a Catheter up his urethra, and attached the connecting bag to his lower leg. Don't want him pissing the bed now! ? My Son and I then went to bed, and I cuddled into him, both falling asleep pretty quick. We had been asleep for about 4 hours when I woke to him moving my arms off of him, and getting up. Nothing unusual I thought. He often does that, going for a piss. BUT, this time, he didn't come back. Having spent about half an hour on my phone checking my cruising sites, I went to check things out. I heard noise coming from the play room. He'd only taken the pup out of his cage, had him in the sling, puppy tail removed, and yep, he was getting in his second Fuck before I knocked the cunt up tomorrow! I peeked through door and saw him banging away. Fuck. I got hard instantly. I stood there for about 10 Minutes, tugging my Fuck-Meat, when my Son started getting verbal, and aggressive; - Wish it was me pozzing you up tomorrow, nasty fucking faggot! ... *He started punching the pups pecs, and spitting on his face* - Why do you have to be so brutal? - Oh god, my old Man is right, you are a right old fucking whiner. He clearly has his work cut out for him training you. He notched up to Demon Fucking, grunted, and bolted his load up the pups cunt! I quickly exited the scene, and hopped back into bed. Several minutes later, my Son came back. I put my arms around him again; - Your Mother and I clearly done the best job raising you and your sister. Both of you know the importance of instilling good manners into others who clearly have been just been dragged up. I watched you fucking my new pup. I just hope you have enough energy for that lass with the big knockers tomorrow night. - Dad you Bastard, I thought you were asleep. Well, I hope you enjoyed the second show. And you know me, enough energy like my old Man to fuck several times a day, every day. We both chuckled. He wasn't wrong! I leaned in, kissing his neck ... - Night Son. - Night Dad. Tomorrow is the big day for pup ~ WhaT a lucky boy! ☠️?☣️?

Anyone know what this is? Thinking herpes maybe syph?

100% total top here, and to be honest I don't care much for dicks (especially a bottom's),. My ideal is a bottom that doesn't get hard, doesn't cum and together with me ignores their cock, being totally focused and dependent on my cock to breed their pussy!

Part 7; As my Son was getting his Dick cleaned up, I set about getting the dog some grub. He'd been with me for several hours now, so, must be hungry. I took the water bowl from the cage. It was empty, so, refilled it, and put it in one corner of the room. I then went downstairs, and into one pup bowl I put the veggies, mash and rice, spat into it several times and gave it a good stir. And then into another pup bowl went the remainder of the Lamb shank, and T-Bone steak. There wasn't particularly much meat on either piece, so, the sub certainly would be needing to give each bone a good chewing, to get what meat he could get, off! The veggie spit mix went next to the water, and the bones I set aside. My Son, still naked, was sat on the mattress, puffing away, getting stoned. I joined him. Both of us resting our legs on the pups back! - So, Beers with the lads tomorrow night is it Son? - Yeah Dad. After that I am off to this Bird's gaff to give her a Good Hard Fucking! She's got a Great Big pair of Tits! We've been fucking for a few weeks now. - Well done Son. I really don't know where you get your sexual appetite from ... We both looked at each other and chuckled. - It's a shame you are pozzing your new pup so soon Dad. I would have loved to have had another go on the cunt. - Well, why don't you stay over. I've got plenty of Lagers in the fridge. I won't be Breeding him with the Gift until late afternoon earliest. - Aaaaah yeah, why not. I brought up four Lagers, two each to get us started. I got my Son to move his legs off, and I walked the new pup to his meal. I took his ear-plugs out ... - In front of you boy is your water bowl to the right, and to the left is your food bowl. It's from a wonderful restaurant so it's top quality, and really delicious food. See, my Son & I aren't completely heartless y'know ... *I looked at my Son and winked* - Thank you Master. I'm really quite hungry. I told him he was a Good pup for thanking me, and stroked his head. I took my Jeans and underwear off, then sat next to my Son again. As we drank our Lager we remained totally silent, transfixed by my new pup eating his food. His cute little Beagle puppy tail waggled as he chased the bowl around that his nose kept nudging as he eagerly tucked in. He looked rather special with his leash dangling from his neck, and his fist mitts (puppy paws). We sat transfixed, both stroking our Hard Dicks. - Fuck Dad, that pup eating our leftovers is so damn H☣️T! - Isn't it just Son. Once he finished his food he took to lapping up some water. Good. He must stay hydrated. My Son and I sat there, drinking, and making idle Father - Son banter - Dad, I'm out of Lager ... *I tilted my second bottle* - Yeah, I'm nearly done too, I'll get us some more - Master, may I as your obedient pup please ask you for some more food, I'm still hungry. And I'd really like a Lager too, please, if that's OK ? I looked at my Son, and put my finger to my mouth as though to say 'sssssh, keep quiet'. We kept silent for a few minutes, just to unnerve the poor boy. He broke the silence with his wavering voice ... - Master, please don't be mad. I am very sorry if I have upset you. I did say 'Please' Now this is what I get off on. A polite pup with manners having just fucked with his mind. God, I am an evil Master sometimes. But a fair one at that ?

Update.. Kinda weird i had sat down and wrote this account of my last load.. 2 days later I get a text from the same guy. We hadn't hooked up for months. We texted for a few hours. He definitely had me worked up and horny after texting. He was asking about things i might enjoy. 2 or More guys. Blind folded , sex swings, large toys, fisting. MFM. I told him about a female fuck buddy who got off on fisting me..how i had never been with more then 1 guy at a time , but thought i might enjoy it. I asked him why all the questions? He said he had told a friend about me. He was really intreaged and his woman was also. Interesting i thought.. Long story short i was in federal way later that afternoon and dropped him a text. He said he was not home yet, but told me were i could find a key. To go ahead and stop by and shower and be ready as he was horny as fuck and needed to drop a load in me. Fuck.. ok.. i find the key. Let myself in. Strip down and get in the shower. Im nervous and horny.. u can guess witch one wins out. I sit on the edge of the bed and see the tv remote. Flip it on, there is a video paused so i hit play. Young dude balls deep in this chick, really laying the pipe. Huge cock. I mean huge. Shes struggling to handle it, all of a sudden i realize that the room in the video is the one im sitting in, same color walls, same bed same everything. I look and find the camera, well i see 3 different cameras now that i look.wow i wonder if those were there the last few times i was here? I Hear the front door open, i shut off the tv and straddle the edge of the bed, face down ass up. And wait. I don't wait long, and he wasn't lying, he's horny. He walks in the room, says fuck ya. Drops his shorts and rubs his cock on my as, grabs my hips and drives all the way in all at once. O fuck.... he's hot and sweaty, slamming his cock in me, harder and harder. Then he berries it and cums in my ass.. its over in minuets, it felt great but i need more , kinda bummed out. Shower he says, sure i jump in the shower, he joins. He dose have a great body. I wash his cock, he washes mine , he's behind me rubbing on me. Remember the questions i asked he says, ya , he says his friend is down stairs and will be up if im down. Ok is all i can say.. get on the bed then.. I'm soaking wet as i get on the bed all fours ass up, on comes this other dude, he's in his early 20 from what i can tell, skinny. He says he's never fucked a guy before but mike tells him i can handle i big cock and that's what he needs. Ya i can handle it i say. He says we will see, and he pulls his shorts down. O fuck i think, i hope i can handle it. He pores lube on my back and rubs it on my ass as he is stroking his cock. My ass is lubed with mike's cum..i think im gonna need all the lube i can get. And then he rubs his monster on my hole and pushes some of it in.. ya its big.. hes rocking his cock in and out of me. More each time. Its big its hard and its in my guts. I rock back into him and take it all. O my fucking god.. nice he mutters. He rolls me over lifts my legs and finds my hole again. Now he fucks me. Slow but DEEP. I feel him going rigid. Hes cumming but still fucking me. He fucks till his cock is to soft to fuck anymore. His cum ascsually leaks out of my hole when he pulls out for the last time.. im sore, my hole is loose and sloppy, full of 2 guys cum and im happy.. We all.decide we need to do this again and soon.

PART 2 I saw Lyle graduate. In a gray suit and navy tie under his cap and gown, he walked up to get his diploma and photograph taken. I smiled devilishly when I noticed that his gait was more bow-legged than usual. His sweet neg hole was likely still carrying the two poz loads from the hard cherry-busting fuck Poz9in and I gave him that morning in the janitor closet. Lyle smiled wide for the camera and moseyed back to his seat. That's when I left. Online, around Christmas time, I saw that Poz9in was in a chat room on the barebacker web site where we had, in June, hooked up for the sole purpose of making sure that Lyle's first fuck was done by my poz cock with toxic sperm shooting directly into his unprotected neg butthole. After that was accomplished, I didn't see Lyle again. I wondered if we had successfully seroconverted my handsome young jock. Internet searches told me that he was doing well in swimming, a champion in a state tournament, even! Go, Lyle. A photo of the blonde swimmer showed perfectly muscled body, a victorious smile under sparkling blue eyes, and a large bowl-shaped trophy that he was holding over his head Me: Hey, Poz9. It's been awhile. How was the rest of your summer after we hooked up with our virgin pollywog? Poz9 invited me to a private chat. I accepted. Poz9in: Yeah, man, fucking that cute virgin jock was fucking hot. I have a confession to make. But I think you'll like it. Me: Wow, Ok. What is it? Poz9in: Well… hell. Here goes… As you might have guessed, I'm a total perv. After having Lyle's tight hole around my cock, I knew that I'd have to find a way to get my cock inside him again. Me: God, yes! Tell me you nailed that hole again with your massive poz cock! Tell me everything! Poz9in: I became Lyle's stalker the moment I shot my high viral load into the dumb kid. I came back to the school around 2 and waited an hour for classes let out. When I spotted him, I followed him home from school. It didn't look like his parents were home, so I took a chance and rang the doorbell. He answered, surprised and nervous when he saw me standing on his front porch. He told me to come in. I asked if anyone else were home. He said no. I demanded that he show me the way to his bedroom. Me: Damn! Poz9in: Not knowing how much time I had, I pushed him onto his twin bed and closed the bedroom door. He was face down on the bed (perfect), so I forced his jeans and briefs down and pushed down my tracks again and mounted him for a good rape-style breeding. He took it well. I slipped into his hole and our cum from that morning's fuck felt like warm butter on my cock. I covered his mouth to prevent him from yelling and fucked him so hard he bled some. I didn't give him poppers because I didn't care. I just needed to get another high viral load into that sweet jock butt while I still had the chance. Me: Fuck yeah! Damn, did you do it? Did you give him a third poz load before his graduation ceremony? Poz9in: I absolutely blasted that neg hole with a load I spent all day building up just plotting about how I was going to poz up Lyle Cranston in his own bedroom. As I long-dicked and fucked in my fresh load of toxic sperm into his hole, I looked around and saw that his suit was all laid out on the bed, crumpled now from our fucking on it. A little blood and sperm smeared the gray wool slacks on the inside left thigh. The gown would cover it. We heard someone enter the front door of the house. I pulled out of Lyle and looked for an exit. Lyle got up, pulled up his jeans and led me to a back door where I escaped detection. Pretty stealth, eh? Me: Fuck that's amazing! You are a stealth perv! Poz9in: There's more. Me: Oh shit! What? Poz9in: Lyle went off to college in late August. And… I fucked him raw on average 5 times a week until he left town. Never a condom mentioned. I think he likes the sperm injection more than the invasion of mancock in his hole. Once, on the night before he left, he met me at a motel room where I used a lube gun to shoot his hole up with 16 loads from 11 of my adult arcade bookstore friends who agreed to help me after I showed them his yearbook photos. I made sure to group text all 11 to inform them once when I flooded Lyles' hole with their loads, and again to let them know that I was fucking their loads into Lyle's hole at that moment. Some were poz/some not so poz. As I worked up to unload my own fresh sperm up there, I took my time. All evening my phone blew up with my porn shop friends cheering me on. Since we weren't in his bedroom this time, I could fuck him longer, and possibly suck out a sweet load from him for once before he had to go home. Me: So Lyle, who was a virgin only two months ago, had 16 anonymous loads inside his butt when… please tell me you knocked him up with a 17th. Poz9in: I did shoot my 51st high viral load into Lyle that night. A proficient perv counts! I still don't know if he has gotten tested for HIV yet. Honestly, I don't really want this pozzing challenge to end. He always texts me when he is home alone and wanting me to come over. Even at Thanksgiving, I went over to his parent’s house at 2 a.m. and, without making too much noise, stuffed his butt with my cock. No mention of anything yet. We can keep trying. Christmas is coming. You were his first. Should we double team him again? Maybe blindfold him and find a couple random poz tops from the website to pose as us at first. I’d love to see some old leather daddies stake their claim on his hole. That'd be hot. Me: I'd love to see my hot boy unknowingly take random anonymous dick. Yeah, let's do it.

There was this hottie versatile guy visiting both our profiles on gayromeo, planning a sex adventure while visiting our town, leaving blank the safe sex option (how revealing...): 46 years old, 180cm, 72kg, defined muscled body, jarhead, trimmed body hair, beautiful cock with a 0 gauge PA, nice rosebud, according to the pics he sent. Since both me, 54, 176, 69, bald, no facial hair, smooth, slim, nice thick 20cm cock, accomodating hole, and my bf, 55, 178 70, full beard, short cropped hair, hairy, athletic, gorgeous 24cm beer can cock, great fucker, eager fistee, as myself, stated we preferred long sessions, he assumed, correctly, we like to pnp, and, quite surprisingly, went straight to the matter: if we would like to have him over for a long raw session. By the look of the chat it seemed to me it was more interested in getting his hole well used – fine, by me, but I wanted some meat inside, as well. That would require some careful planning... We got ready, taking our time prepping the fun room: suspended sling, mirrors on all walls, our music mix, with a heavy bass, standing by – perfect for what we had in mind, plastic covered mattress on the floor, on cleaning our insides, putting our leather harnesses, leather jocks, metal thick cockrings, with strings around our cocks and balls, heavy metal ballrings, slipping a couple of pills, cialis and kamagra. No other chems, so far: we wanted to be aware and in control... We prepared two joints, one “plain”, the other spiked with tina (no one can blame us on not treating well our guests). Some other things were prepared, then… Not knowing the extent of his experience we took extra care on how we would have him taking G, without him noticing: we placed an opened bottle of coke, replacing a third of the content with G, dissolving a couple of viagras, and stored it in the freezer. After all, I wanted him to be open to some suggestions on fucking me, as well. And we waited, just letting some of our friends know that we would not go to the baths, later, entertaining a foreign guy. He got at our place at the appointed hour: we guessed he had arrived earlier and waited, so punctual he was... I opened the door and there he was: just like the pics he sent (always good news) with one different thing: we wore glasses, thick ones. I was glad for that, anticipating he would be without them, soon enough, so we would not notice all the equipment we had in our fun room: our devoted cams and mikes... He entered our living room, sat on the end of the couch and started small talk. We could see right then he was quite nervous, fidgeting hands, dry mouth... Dry mouth? I asked, leaving to get his coke I must say I was the only one speaking to him, in a third language, since he did not speak mine, and my bf only speaks native. I left to get it and took another closed bottle and, casually, opened it, in the corridor, in front of him, spilling some, on purpose. While “cleaning” the mess, I switched the bottles… He was so thirsty he drank the entire 33 cL almost on one gulp. Made a funny face but didn’t mention anything. G as incredible as it is, made him melt on the couch, he himself took off his glasses and smiled, getting closer to us, saying that without his glasses he could not admire our bodies so well… Since we had put the heater on, it was child’s play having him removing his clothes: military boots, which he put on, later, his jacket, revealing a thigh t-shirt that showed a leather harness, good taste…, bleached jeans, leaving a white jock, letting us know his cock was already on full extent. He was indeed a hunk and that made us quite horny and eager to start the festivities. We lit our joint, to start relaxing and getting in fuck mode and asked if he wanted some to which he said yes, immediately. We offered the other one, so he could relax, since it was understandable he would be more nervous than us. It was visible the way he started to slur his words and it was quite easy compelling him to start rimming my hole, right there, in the sofa. My bf was helping him by fingering his hole and pushing his head against my butt. I was glad it took no convincing him to get up and to start fucking my hole. His cock, although not as thick as my bf’s, was quite good and he knew how to manage it, teasing my sphincter and then pushing it all the way in, touching my second ring, the weight of his PA was great to feel inside. We easily took him to our playroom and I asked if I could place a ball ring, similar to ours, and a string to make everything bulgier. He had great balls and, with the ring, he eventually fucked my hole with them We put the music on and it was amazing the way he responded, starting humming and that defined the way we communicated from that point on: three hummers… Although altered by the chems, he showed initiative: he proposed to fist both of us, on the mattress, and we gladly accepted. The fucker was quite skilled and we were happy we took our time cleaning: he was reaching and passing, easily, our second ring. I climbed on the sling and he rimmed my hole, alternating with sucking my bf’s cock. He went on fuck me again and he was quite into it. And I was thinking he was mostly a bottom… My bf asked me if he could be in the middle and after consulting him, he happily agreed. It was great to watch the happiness on my bf’s face, since I really don’t fuck him, enough. That guy was making my bf’s fucking me even better than usual. I was so pleased by the turn of events, I proposed him to be fucked by my boyfriend. He made a quite funny face and asked to leave to get something from his pocket. We went along and the fucker presented us a bag of tina and a handful of ecstasy pills… Nervous or not, the guy had some hidden talents, after all. The three of us took the pills and he said he needed a booty bump to get fucked by my boyfriend. That request came right into our design of the night. We prepared his booty bump, not being modest in the amount – his tina, after all, and placed him on the sling. We inserted the syringe carefully into his so far tight hole and pushed the tina inside… Then he really started sweating. We waited a while and start playing with his hole: first with a metal round bar – he said the cold of the metal inside his hot hole was amazing, then we placed a vinyl anal stretcher and gazed at his perfect pink inner walls. After he asked we both pissed inside his hole and he was in heaven. He started to piss and I was to drink all of it, feeling me getting high from the chems in his system. We removed the anal stretcher and my bf started to fuck him and they both started humming the same tune. It was great to see his hole expand and welcome my bf’s tool. The way his hole came out when my bf pulled out – just like the pics he had sent, forced me to ask my bf for a break so I could rim that beautiful rosebud. Licking and fingering, putting some more tina inside, his eyes rolling back… That was when I decided to climb on the sling, letting him fuck me with his hard cock. The position was ideal to rub some alcohol in his arm, selecting a proper vein to slam the fucker. We were not modest in the amount; it was from our supply of tina from which we had prepared our rigs, before. He coughed and I could feel his cock getting its own life, inside of me. We slammed, at the same time, and that was the moment, the three of us became one. I really think we shot at the same time, but maybe it was a cascade: my bf shooting his load inside of him, he exploding inside my hole and I shooting all over his chest and face. We took a break and went to the living room, to get some rest and to chat a little. That was when he revealed he had taken two viagras, to ensure himself he would be able to fuck, since he noticed we would like to be fucked as well, the clever guy… We gulped some water, to re-hydrate and relaxed, checking our apps and pc. It turned out that some of our friends wanted to come and join the fun.

Hey all...sorry its been a loooong time since Ive been on...so...long story short I was locked up in juvee for the past 9months ...nothing horrible...just got caught up with a couple guys I really shouldn't have been with (drug stuff)...anyway...I got caught and yeah...so anyway here I am...ankle bracelet and all lol...cant really leave the house for a couple months . Blah...whatever. Ok so...how everything ended up happening is a looong story so I wont go into how it all started and stuff...lets just say it's probably not the first time Jerrod (my case worker/PO) has done this . Anyway, every Thursday morning at 9:30 I was scheduled to meet Jerrod for an evaluation (side note, after a while on Thursdays I never used to wear undies cuz it was easier lol). Everything started out "normal" as usual...he'd ask me all the questions he had to ask and he'd write everything down and blah...and then like clock work when he finished writing in my file I would drop to my knees in front of his chair and rub his crotch and unzip his pants and pull out his cock...ugh fuck I loved his cock...it wasn't like huge huge, id say 7 maybe 7.5 or so, uncut pretty good thickness...tasted soo good tho mmm. then after a few minutes of doing that he'd stand me up and pull down my juvee issued sweats and turn me around and bend me over his desk...and while he was still sitting in his chair he would spread my ass and eat my hole out omfg it felt so good...ugh...then after that he would usually have me sit on his cock...id position it right on my hole and slide down on it really slow mmmm fuck yeah it felt soo good....then I would slowly start riding it up and down working his cock in my hole till I was loosened up....once I was opened up he would have me stand again and he would stand behind me and again push me over his desk and slide his cock up my hole again and fuck me as hard but as quietly as he could lol...god it was soo good....then sometimes he would do that till he nutted inside me or sometimes if we had a little more time we'd go over to the couch and we'd spoon or he'd lay me on my back....sorry for not a lot of detail but it all happened as quickly as possible and we really didn't have time to get into a lot lol...but fuck yeah feeling his cock pulse in my hole and feeling his hot cum squirt in my hole felt fuckin amazing omg....I swear sometimes I wished I could just go back into juvee just to see him again . anywho….again sorry for being so basic with my story but yeah...that's what happened for about 4 months

"I need a new home." This is the first greeting message that I received from Grindr when I switched on my grindr at my hotel after a long day meeting near London, having traveled there from my home town some 200 miles to the north. " Sorry I'm not a local here, I probably can't help you with that. Or did you sent a message to me in error?" I asked out of courtesy. Our conversation carried on from there and we agreed to meet at a local sleazy bar for some drinks. I douched and headed my way out. I arrived at the bar. My mystery man was a cool looking daddy bear, looking slightly better than his pics, wearing a singlet for the summer. I bought him drinks, we exchanged pleasantries, and within thirty minutes he again was bitching about needing a new home. "Whats wrong with your home?" I asked out of curiousity. "It's just getting bored with my current home. I just want to live in a new home," he replied. He refused to elaborate more about his home when I tried probing further, and he stood up and twitched his neck sideway, signalling me to follow him to check out the door room area of the bar. Within five seconds of having ventured into the dark room, it was pitch dark and he was holding my hand and we found a cosy corner and started making out. He striped my shirt and threw it few feet away and, kissing me passionately, he began rubbing his spit-lubed fingers on my arse. He also unzipped his trousers, withdrew his dick and, without a word to me even suggesting I suck it, he turned me around, placed his cockhead against my hole, and dove right in with one stroke, remaining there for several seconds, flexing his dick muscle, making me moan a little. He apparently took my moan as an approval, as he began fucking me, doing so smoothly for about five minutes. Then he picked-up his momentum, his pace became increasingly ragged, and his thigh muscles tightened as he whispered in my ear "My virus needs a new home in which to live," blowing his load deep into my hole. It took me couple seconds to realise what that phrase means and pushed him away, albeit a wee too late. I pulled-up my boxers and my pants, retrived my t-shirt and went out of the dark room, but he wasn't there anymore. About five minutes later I received another Grindr notification from my phone. It was that same guy, and his message was simply "I need a new home."

FUCK YEAH, make that worthless little faggot cunt beg for his Daddy's AIDS in front of all those guys!!!

I'm fortunate to have a "big dick" especially with girth and find most guys eager to try and get fucked with it. I do know how to fuck with it and manage to get in most holes. I'm the type of top that goes slow and gently and focus on depth and all the associated sensations--I prefer sensual over pile driving--get really deep and open the guy up--get the guy to help get it as deep as possible and dig around. But because I can stay hard and fuck for long periods of time, a lot of bottoms get worn and sore and get to a point where they just can't take it anymore--they may want too but just can't take it anymore--and yes that is very frustrating...to spend that much time and build both their asshole and my dick up to such incredible feelings (almost like long term edging) and then not be able to get off is terribly frustrating. The dudes that can take it and go all the way are so special. I can take well seasoned slut bottoms and fuck them good and long and get them to a point where they can't continue even though they really wan't it bad. Give me a man cunt that I can fuck deep and long and get wide open , wet and sloppy...butt you do get so deep you have to be careful the sloppy doesn't get nasty...you do need to understand the body parts we have in play here. All in all it's well worth the frustrations and effort to work that hole and turn it into a cock hungry ass that'll fuck and milk your dick to completion.

Last week, out of town married cumdump advertised he was taking loads mid week in a local hotel only about 2 miles from home. Misses out of town for two nights. First night i went over at about 7pm ‘ door taped unlocked, dark room, pigs ass up in the air. He told sir that he already had two loads in him. My cock slid right in and i added another in 5 minutes. He was waiting for other guys and I had time to waste and still horny. Two other guys showed up in the next hour and they bred him and then i did so again, great puddles of cum and asssnot all over a drip towel and my cock.

Was out having drinks with a couple of my friends tonight. One of my fuckbuds that I haven't played with in a while was hitting me up on scruff. He was also hitting up one of my friends, we've all three played before. After the rest of our group left the bar, we decided to all meet up at the lakefront. My friend and I walked over, was dark, quiet, still and practically empty. We see fuckbud approach and we get to it. After sucking for a bit I bend over and take both their cocks back to back, bare. Love lakefront fucks!

Part 23 Keanu I was given my first slam of Tina and it was incredible. The rush I was still riding was taking me places I never dreamt possible. All I knew at that moment is that I needed to be fucked. Dante already had his cock sliding into my ass. I reached up and pulled Dante towards me to get his dick completely inside me. With the rush of the slam the cock from his inside me felt a bit strange and natural all at the same time. . The thoughts running through my head were sleazy and thoughts I never imagined I’d have. The one thing that I couldn’t get out of my head, that I needed as much cock and cum as I could get. I didn’t care whip fucked me The other thought that I couldn’t out of my head was about Dante & Chris. I got fucked by Chris who deposed 3 loads of cum inside me. I never asked about status. Now my mind was hoping that these 2 studs were poz and that I would get converted. I never thought about becoming poz. Then again, I never bottomed until toady. It didn’t really matter now, the 3 loads I got t from Chris had been ‘stewing’ inside me for over 3 hours. If they are dirty loads, I was as good as poz Dante was already starting to fuck me. SloWly pulling out and pushing back inside. He was going did and easy to start, but I needed to be fucked! I looked up at him and asked, “Fuck me, fuck my harder, fucking breed my ass.” Dante began pull out and push back in faster and harder. I moaned with every thrust he made enjoying the feeling of his cock. I had a strange feeling with each thrust into me, it I felt a wetness inside my ass. I started to wonder if he had cum already. Dante fucked me for over an hour. There was a time I felt as if my ass got wetter at two other times while he was fucking me. I felt Dante’s cock grow harder inside me as his breathing became raged, his pace picked up. I knew he was about to cum and I wanted whey drop. Dante I was about to fill Keanu wish a fourth load. It was time to play him know he had been taking poz loads from myself 2 and Home Slice. I looked him in the eye and Todd him, “Damn n surfer boy, you’re becoming a real cum dump. You took three loads from Home Slice, and you’re about to take a fourth load from me.” Keanu simply said, “Give it to me, breed me.” I answered him, “Sounds like you need cum. You really want my cum” He nodded, and I continued, “You still going to want my even though it’s poz cum you’ve been getting?” The look on Keanu’s face was surprising, but what he said surprised us more, “Fuck, give it to me, breed me wish your dirty seed.” Hearing him say that sent me over the edge and I started you firing my fits forth load into his ass. The orgasm was so strong as I filled him up. Then I felt his ass spasm as he began to fire his cum across his flat abs. His first shot was so strong it hit him in his face landing on his lips, cheek and nose. It was easy for him to lick tools of that up as we recovered from our his fuck sessio!.

The Intern Part 3 Montgomery walked into his spare bathroom and attached the shower shot and turned it on to make sure it was working properly. He pulled a towel from the linen closet, turned slightly and barked, “Boy, get in here.” A few seconds later Nathan appeared, like a lost puppy. “Did you finish your drink?” “Yeah.” “Good. Now strip. Get in and clean that ass out…” Nathan interrupted, “Nah man, I don’t need to do that, I’m not getting fucked,” almost defiantly. Montgomery reached out and gently took the kids hand, and pulled him and wrapped his arms around him, feeling him up, trying to get him to let his guard down. “No worries, son. I’m not going to make you do anything you want, you’re in charge, okay?” Nathan relaxed when he heard that. He liked being in charge. He didn’t mind having his dick sucked, and he’d even fucked his share of dudes, but one thing he hadn’t allowed to happen was letting a dick up his virgin hole. “I want you to have a good time. I want to make you feel good. Will you let me make you feel good?” Montgomery ask, as he gently lifted the boys chin, and kissed him while he stared deep into his eyes. The kid was mesmerized, he simply nodded. “Good. Now, I promise not to fuck you, but when I first saw that plump ass walk into the coffee shop, I knew I had to taste it. Will you let me taste your hole? I won’t bite, I promise.” Nathan considered the offer. He’d had girls eat his ass before and he loved it. What the hell, he thought. He made motions to take his clothes off, and Montgomery stepped away and watched as his victim began to strip. This muscle boy was one hot fucker, Montgomery thought. While his arms and legs had very little hair, a nice, not-too-thick coat of black hair covered his chest and tapered off into a delicious treasure trail. “This is my lucky day,” Montgomery said as he began to feel up the boy. Nathan moaned that deep, low moan as his nipples were tweaked and twisted. As he was lost in the pleasure of having his nipples played with, he was surprised to feel a wet warmth engulf his cock. “Fuuuuckkkk,” was all he said as Montgomery expertly deep-throated the above-average cock. “This kid has got a nice cock,” he thought as he worked his magic. “Too bad he won’t be using it.” He gave the boy a few more strokes of his throat before he got up off his knees. “That’s enough for now, get in there and clean out. I don’t want any surprises when I munch on that jock hole of yours, understand?” Nathan’s only response was to open the shower door and adjust the water temp as Montgomery left him alone and turned down the other end of the hall and walked into his bedroom. Montgomery was quick in his preparations. In his bedroom, he put on his leather harness and steel cock ring but left his boxer briefs on. He then pulled out red and black jockstrap that he thought the boy would look good in, as well as a bulldog harness that he adjusted to what he thought the proportions of the boy where. He left them on the bed and reached underneath and pulled out a wooden box and made his way into the kitchen. As he passed the bathroom, the water was still running. “You alright in there, boy?” he asked “Yeah, I’m good. I’ll be out shortly.” “Take your time. Like I said, I don’t want any surprises.” Once in the kitchen, Montgomery quickly prepared 4 points. Once done, he closed the box and placed it on the coffee in front of the couch, the went to put the points back in his bedroom in the night stand next to the bed. Montgomery sat on the couch and began to load a bowl of his finest Tina. He knew he was taking a chance, but by the time the boy was out of the shower, he would be feeling good enough to not worry about Montgomery smoking a bowl. The familiar click and hiss of the torch was an arousing sound to Montgomery. He gently rolled the pipe, melting his stash as Nathan walked into the living room. “Damn boy, you are one hot fucker! But you already knew that right?” For the second time, the jock’s jaw dropped. Sitting in front of him was the same hot stud, but the addition of the black leather harness was like a bolt of sexual energy that shot through him. “Same to you man!” Montgomery patted the seat next to him as the naked jock made his way over. “I hope you don’t mind me smoking, this shit is great when it comes to sex.” He sat back in the couch and felt the warmth of Nathan next to him as he took a hit. Nathan watched as his host hit the familiar looking pipe and let out one of the biggest clouds he had ever seen. As Montgomery saw back, he grabbed his guest’s hand and placed it on his, still covered cock. “I haven’t been this hard in a while. You are making me leak. Go ahead, give it a few strokes.” He reached down and grasped the python through the fabric. “Fuck,” he said. “It’s huge.” “When fully hard, it’s about 9 inches. You want some smoke?” Nathan wasn’t a newbie when it came to Tina, he had smoked it once the beginning of his freshman year at a party. He remembered it made him sweat, and he ended up fucking his roommate’s sister for almost the entire night. But other than that first time, he had never really been around it since then. Montgomery shifted slightly to his right to observe the kid as he hit the pipe once more. In his eyes he saw that the kid wasn’t unfamiliar with Tina and simply held the pipe out toward him, without saying a word. Nathan, starting to feel the G, reached out. “Put it to your lips, I’ll light it for you.” The boy did as he was told as Montgomery flicked the torch. “Keep going until I tell you to stop,” he told the kid. As his lungs reached capacity, he exhaled before Montgomery had a chance say when. “Did I say exhale, fucker?” his voice slightly louder and a bit more menacing. “No, sorry. It was just a lot.” “Again,” he barked. “This time wait for me to tell you when. Understand?” “Yeah, sorry. I just haven’t done this much.” “Well, today is your lucky day, boy.” After the Nathan finished the bowl, in what amounted to 6 giant hits, Montgomery placed the spent bowl on the coffee table and got down on his knees in front of the tweaking jockboy. “How you feeling, son?” “Fucking great man, fucking great.” Montgomery began to rub his hands all over the boy. Pinching his nipples, gently biting the inside of his thigh, licking the head of his hard cock. The kid moaned and squirmed as Montgomery did his best to put the kid on cloud 9. His hands felt up the tight body of the jock seated in front of him. He ran his hands up and down the legs, torso and arms, feeling his biceps, and giving them both an unsuspecting squeeze, checking out his veins and making a mental note of a particular juicy looking vein in the crook of his right arm. Montgomery grabbed the kid’s hands and guided them to his own head, keeping good on his promise that the kid was in charge (for now) and letting him know that he could force his head on his cock if he wanted. Montgomery let the kid have his way with his throat, he was actually enjoying it. This kid had a great cock and he was going to enjoy it before the festivities really began. He took note on how rough the jock was with him, making sure he gave it back in the same manner, plus some. “Suck that cock…fucking take it…” His grip was tight on Montgomery’s hair, both pushing his head down and forcing his hips up, the slut sure knew how to take what he wanted. He was lost in the ecstasy. Eyes closed, he back, enjoying every second of this alpha male taking his cock. The best part about older guys was the power he felt is using them. There was a sense of something deep inside that he couldn’t quite place when he felt in control. “How old is this guy…? Can’t me more than 28,” he thought, feeling the stud’s hands roam all over his body. “Fucking faggot, take it deeper,” he said. Montgomery’s eyes shot up and he smiled slightly as he doubled his efforts, making the kid think he liked the taunts. “Mmmm hmmmm,” he said, mouth full of cock. This made the kid swell slightly in his mouth. Montgomery could taste the pre-cum oozing from the dick in his mouth. In his drugged-up brain, the kid went with it. He opened his eyes and stopped moving. He grabbed a fist full of hair, “Look at me while you’re doing that,” Montgomery played the role. It actually began to turn him on. This fucker had the right moves, and thought with the right training, he’d be a true alpha one day. But today was the not the day. He entertained the stud for a few more minutes, eyes once again pleading, giving the kid what he wanted. He glanced above and behind his unsuspecting prey: the clock showed he had about 15 minutes before Devin would be here. Montgomery dislodged the cock from his throat and gave a genuine smile at the kid. “Fuck dude, you definitely know how to use that weapon. Let’s move this into the bedroom so I can get my face in that sweet ass of yours.”

Keep that attitude and you will get more. 14 different guys unloading in me at a gangbang was my record and Friday or Saturday nights I am never satisfied unless I have been fucked 5 or 6 times. you will find the more cocks and loads you take the more addicted you become to it - even my ex said I was unbearable if I went 48 hours ithout being fucked.

That gave us three a good opportunity to make a break, to drink and to snort some of the coke Tony and Fred had left with us. We were all kissing each other when Brian called to check if we were still partying, and I said yes, we were planning to change the game a little bit: to reward our new fuckbuddy, we planned to slam him real good and turn him into a willing cumdump. We prepared two rigs and administered both, at the same time. He looked around as if searching where came the ringing sound he asked about, with a slurred, but hoarse voice. Brian is a 21 years old, black muscled hunk, 1m87, 90kg, hung balls, curly short hair, full trimmed beard and body. An amazing 26cm thick tool which was bound to wreck out friends hole. He's an accomplished top, except when it comes to Martin: his partner who looks like a viking: 1m90, 95kg, red long hair, who would come by later, as he went to his dealer to be sure we would be well supplied for the session that would get a new impetus with these two. We kneeled our friend in front of the door, with just his white jock and his military boots. An addition was the vynil anal stretcher would provided all of us of his cum covered pink inside. That was what Brian saw when he entered our place. he smiled and said it was perfect since he was bursting with the desire to piss: I must say that almost all the piss found its way into my friends hole and it was great to watch him getting drenched with Brian's piss. Adding to the slammed tina, Brian was adding some chems to his system. By the time Brian finished pissing he just shoved his tool deep inside our friends hole, making him start to talk in his native tongue which has oddly exciting to everyone else and that was what Martin watched when he came, carrying a bag filled with party favours. When Brian shot his load, a lot of cum leaked from the swollen hole, which did not go to waste: I could not leave my felcher reputation at risk, so I just kneeled and savoured all the juices offered to me. Martin was with a clear intention to provide a trip our friend would not forget -- that is, if we could really remember all of what's about to happen... Ecstasy pills swollen, all around, and some keta, up his asshole... The combination of the music, X and K, in our friend threw him in a state that made us all hard, again. He was able to accommodate Martin's 21cm thick cock, along with a dildo, while deepthroating my boyfriend's cock, with absolutely no gag reflex, and humming, as I was expecting. Meanwhile, I was entertaining Brian's cock to his full length while he was blowing white clouds in my face. The moaning from our friend when he got the loads from Martin and my bf was so animal-like that that moment turned out to be the moment I watched the most, in our recording of the session. We were about to discover that Martin had got a discount from his dealer with the condition of bringing our friend to the dealer's place when we saw fitted...

I was in Louisiana and I had just arrived for a three month project with my job, and I was cruising the sites trying to find some playmates in my new place. I am 38, white, 5’8” 160, in good shape, clean shaven, military cut brown hair, a very eager bottom pig and usually if I’m playing I am also slamming T - love to get fisted on T; I have done other chems, but nothing is better. I have been told I am a great cocksucker, love to get fisted deep and long, love dirty Dominant talk, into water sports, bondage, spanking etc. etc. I typically play in just a leather jockstrap as the guys I play with are not at all interested in my cock and I like it that way. Naturally on the passive side, I do tend to respond to whoever I’m with by being increasingly submissive as the guy I am with is increasingly Dominant. I have a pretty suggestive and slutty online profile - good pictures of my body and face, even some of me getting fucked and fisted. For an hour, I had been looking online this being my first Saturday evening in Louisiana. I had sent messages to three or four guys when I noticed there was a message in my inbox from a guy in Lafayette, a city about an hour from me. “Hi. I’m Leon, are you looking to get fucked tonight?” This Leon was not one of the guys I had sent messages to, so I checked out his profile and the description was pretty short: “44 year old total top guy in Lafayette who can host.” There were mostly “ask me” answers in his profile, his HIV status was poz, but I figured we would jsut fist, so no big probelm there. His picture showed that he was in shape and handsome, so I replied, “Really looking to get fisted...you into that?” “Sure" was his reply. I unlocked all my pictures, giving him my cell number inviting him to give me a call or text me. Five minutes later he called, and his voice was low and smooth as he asked, “Hi, this is Leon, are you Matt?” “Yes, hi!” I said, and we began to talk. His voice sounded gentle but commanding and firm and the sound of it tuned me on. I had seen his pics and stats, so I knew he was a tall (6’5” 245) good looking black man with a shaved head and a lot of tats on his arms and body that looked hot as hell. He did not have a pic of his cock, but I was sure he had one and I wasn’t too concerned about it. I could tell by how he talked he was witty, intelligent and self-confident. We exchanges pleasantries, talked about sexual likes and dislikes and we seemed to mesh so well it I was all I could do not do sound over-eager. He said he’d like to see me dressed in my leather stuff, which was fine with me. I asked him if he partied, and he said sometimes, but that he really got into fucking tweaked up bottoms, so if I wanted to, I could. I told him that I was really looking to suck his cock and get fisted, but loved to party while I get fisted. He said he had some stuff, but I told him I would bring my own. This impressed him - he said he runs into too many mooching little bottom sluts just looking for a bump. Then he got right down to business - “Come over now so I can start working your hole, pussyboy.” I told him I loved that kind of talk and he said good, and that he’d call me ‘pussyboy’ and hoped I would live up to the name. He gave me his address and I told him it was an hour to his place, but that I’d get there as soon as I could. I ended the call, and was so sexually aroused I could not think. I had recently acquired two eight balls of very large crystals of tina which I was not too eager to use up quickly, so I fixed three pretty strong points of about a third of a gram each and left the rest of the stash safely in my room. I put on my metal cock ring, leather jockstrap, harness and chaps which left my ass exposed; I opted for wrestling shoes rather than boots and also inserted a medium butt plug for the ride. I threw on a light jacket over it all and carried the rest of my toys and stuff to the car. It was a long hour knowing what was waiting for me on the other end of the trip, but at 8:00 PM I arrived at Leon’s place. The address was in a a somewhat rundown trailer park and the natty look of the place gave off a kind of sleazy aura which I liked. The trailers were so close to each other - people were going to hear us. The thought of that got me hot. I parked my car and made the short walk to his door in my harness, jock, chaps while I covered my exposed ass with my gym bag as I knocked. Leon opened the door, gave me a once over with his eyes and with a toothy smile invited me in. We stopped inside the door and our eyes met each other as he palmed the back of my head, pulling me to him to kiss me deep and intensely. He firmly pinched my nipple and I rubbed his crotch as we kissed. I thought that since we had not discussed his cock size that it was nothing remarkable, but as we made out, I could feel one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen (including in porn) straining at the jeans he was wearing. He was stroking my exposed hole as he held me. “Nice pussy, boy. Nice.” I met his finger with my hips and continued to suck on his tongue like it was a cock. He paused after a few minutes and asked, “You need to do anything before we start, pussyboy? You bring your party stuff?” “Yes, sir, I said, “I would like use the bathroom just to make sure I’m clean and then I could slam too.” “No,” he said, “and call me Daddy. You can go ahead and clean up, but don’t slam until I tell you to, understand, boy?” Softly I said, “Yes sir, Daddy.” Leon put his finger under my chin to lift my head, looked into my eyes and said, “I am hot to fuck your slutty ass, maybe even as hot as you are to get fucked. You’ll be just fine - just do what Daddy says. Got that bitch? All I could think of was, “Oh Shit, how am I going to keep him from barebacking me?" I knew better, but his strength and confidence mesmerized me. “Yes, Daddy.” In that quietly moment I completely submitted to this magnificent stud and I found I wanted his barecock and load even more. I bowed my head a bit and looked down in submission. He kept fingering my hole, softly but firmly putting me in my place, “I do like fuckin little white pussy boys like you, show you where the line is, how a real man fucks - oh, I know what you want - I know what a white fag like you wants. You just make sure you are always taking care of my cock, you got that pussyboy?” I began to respond to his Dominance, breathing heavily, I looked into his eyes and whispered, “Yes sir.” Trembling at the idea of what lay ahead, I went to bathroom and briefly cleaned out, using Leon’s well equipped shower. I dried off, popped a little lube in my hole and walked back into the bedroom. There was Leon, clothed and lying on the bed; his eyes motioned me over. I crawled up next to him, and he fitted a black leather collar around my neck and snapped a leash to it. “Now, he said, “undress me and suck my cock until tell you to stop. I mean to breed your ass first off, so get me hard.” I was scared to death, but I couldn’t help myself. I was fixated on him as he exuded sheer masculinity and I knew I would be taking my first bareback cock in 15 years, and I knew he was poz. I unzipped and unbuttoned and peeled off all his clothing until he was naked, staring at me while he slowly stroked himself. “Where is your party stuff?” “I have it here,” I said as I pulled a prepared .3 syringe out of my bag. “Give it to me to hold and start sucking, pussyboy.” I moved between his legs and with only my mouth, engulfed little more than the head of his magnificent and incredibly thick cock. I tried to wrap by hand around the shaft lower down, but could not get my whole hand around it. Fucking amazing cock, had to be 10 inches long and impressively thick - I was getting so I couldn’t wait to have it in me. I continued sucking and slurping and Leon made approving noises. I swallowed as much as I could, and as I deep throated about three quarters of his lovely black cock, I looked up at Leon’s face in total submission. Seeing me there, kneeling between his legs with my hands gently rubbing his stomach, nipples and chest, he said, “You look like you’re praying, all down on your knees like that.” I tried so swallow more, and he ramped up the talk, “Yeah, bitch, worship that cock! That’s a real cock, white boy, you like it huh? You’re a good cocksucker, aren’t you? Fuck, you fucking faggots can’t help yourselves can you - gotta have my cock don’t you?Tell me how much you want my big black cock in your ass, you fucking pussy. Tell me pussyboy!” I lifted my head off his cock and quietly begged, “Oh Daddy, I want you to fuck me silly with your magnificent black cock! I want you to own my ass..”your pussy, you mean, he said, twisting my nipple ...yes sir, my pussy, and pump it full, breed my pussy ass." “Yeah, you’ll that, bitch. You’ll get that and more.” I resumed sucking him and soon his cock was fully hard. I paused to look at its beauty and perfection and wondered how big it really was. Seeming to know what I was thinking already, Leon said, “It’s eleven by eight, boy. enough for you?.” I nodded and smiled and continued to worship his manhood...nothing else even existed for me - this man’s cock was all that mattered. After a few minutes he touched my forehead, and said, “Climb on top of my cock and take all of it to the balls, pussyboy.” Immediately, I generously lubed his cock and straddled him, reaching behind me to put the head into my ass. Leon held a bottle of poppers under my nose,“Take two hits, boy.” I did, and since my ass was nice and lubed too, his thick cock split my butt open and began to slide in. “Yeah, fuck your self with a real man’s cock, you little faggot! Look into my eyes when you take my cock...fuck, look at your face! You really love it, don’t you, you really are a little faggot, huh - Oh fuck your pussy is hot! I love having a faggot like you riding on my big nasty nigger cock. Tell me how much you love my nigger cock.” I wasn’t sure what to say, so I just blurted out, “This is the greatest cock I’ve ever seen, and I love sucking it and and having your big black cock...” Leon tweaked my nipples roughtly - sternly correcting me, “It's nigger cock, pussyboy. Say it!” Here I was riding the biggest thickest cock I have ever seen, taking it bareback, something I never do, and about to use a word I never do, but I knew it was just like taking him bareback - it was not an option, but a simple act of total submission, and so was what I said as I looked in his eyes. “Fuck yeah, Daddy I love your hot nigger cock in my faggot white pussy. I want you to fuck me, all night with your huge fuckin’ nigger cock! A triumphant smile came over his face. “Yeah, bitch, yeah,” he said as he thrusted his massive tool into me. By this time I had all by two inches of him in me and I was slowly gyrating to get the last of his awesome pole into me, when he gave me the poppers again. Looking deep into his eyes, I took a couple big deep hits and slid down balls deep on his gigantic 11 manhood. “Good little faggot, your pussy is so fucking hot, oh, I own your ass, boy!" “Yes sir, yes, Daddy, it’s yours, all yours...” His 11 inches of hard black cock stuffed all up inside me had me in a trance. "Fuckin' Slut, you're a hot little faggot, you jsut keep making my cock happy." :Fuckin' love your nigger cock, Daddy! “Here, bitch, he said, handing me the point full of meth I gave him earlier, “do this now as you ride my cock - show me how much you want to be my faggot white slut!” I reached to take the point from him, saying, “Yes Daddy!” “Tell me how much you want to be my slut, pussyboy!” I sat there, with Leon’s huge beautiful thick black manhood completely embedded in my eager twitchy white ass; in front of me was a monster slam of meth and he was asking me to do something I had never done - take a slam of meth with a bare cock inside me - a fucking monster black - nigger - cock, a fucking mandingo fantasy cock, one that was eleven inches balls deep inside of me. This could be the hottest and most twisted way I had ever slammed - and beyond the slam lay all the intense, piggy, uninhibited sexual adventure I would ever experience. All I had to do was beg like a filthy cheap whore for his beautiful cock. As the words came out, I was surprised how easily I gave in actually. I looked deep into his eyes and ground my pussy on his stiff thick monster pole, tweaked my nipples and started to whisper, “Fuck yeah, Daddy, it's so fuckin hot to get fucked by a real man like you - I need it - I need, crave, your huge nigger cock in my pussy. You nigger cock craving faggot, boy? "Yeah, I'm your nigger cock-craving faggot!” Leon smiled “You really are a filthy white trashy whore, aren’t you?” I just smiled and quietly moaned, "Yeaaaaah Daaaady...” “Fuck yeah, that's hot bitch, I own your sorry ass, now, let me see you slam this, and keep looking into my eyes as you do it, pussyboy.” “Yes, Daddy.” With that, he handed me the point and said, “Get ready, pussyboy.” I swabbed my arm and put on the tourniquet as he picked up his cell and made a call. “Hey man. You have got to come over and help me fuck this white boy I have here. He’s sitting with my hard cock up in his pussy right now. Yeah, man, lotsa fun. A total faggot, yeah a pig, definitely...sending you a pic of what we’re doing now...ok, hang on.” Leon held the phone to my face. “Hello?” I said. “You Leon's whore tonight? “Uh-huh, his pussyboy.” “You sitting with Leon’s big cock up your ass? “Uh-huh, all of it” I said. “Say it, you bitch, say it so I know.” “I’m sitting with Leon’s big thick nigger cock all the way up my ass,” I said matter-of-factly. “Fucking slut! Give me back to Leon!” Leon took the phone back. “Yeah, we will, see you in a few,” Then he chuckled at something the other guy said and ended the call. The he pointed the phone’s camera at me. “Put this over your face, pussyboy, I am going to video you slam and ride my cock.” He handed me a black hood, and I put it on. In my mind I paused at how thoughtful he was even though he was only going to tear my ass up as much as he could...so fucking hot. I took the hood from him, it was made of a comfortable light material and just had eye and mouth holes. It went on easily, and he started the video. “You slam that shit, now” Leon ordered. I put the needle to my vein and drew back a good register, then I pushed (as Leon videoed me) and I took the needle out of my arm and handed it to Leon; he kept videoing. As I raised my arm I removed the tourniquet with a snap and on came the inevitable coughs, the rush that brought sheer abandoned sluttiness, the ringing in my ears, the rolling unfocused eyes and an endless hunger for that massive cock inside of me. The slam gave my impaled ass an intense super hot sensation, and I vigorously rode Leon’s huge cock with total abandon. All I could think of was how much a hot fucking stud Leon was! “Oooooooohhhhh, Daddy fuck yeah!” was all I could manage to say. The slam transformed my already whorish nature into Leon’s wanton single-mindedness bitch who only wanted to please and serve and submit to him. I looked as him and was fixated for a moment on the contrast his skin made with mine and with the perfection of this man, this black man - this example of true masculinity. I was exactly where I wanted to be, and I started writhing in ecstasy on his rock hard cock, the cock that was the center of my existence. “Yeah, fucking junkie faggot, ride my fucking cock!" Leon was the best I ever had at dirty talk, I was helpless in his power. and His words heated me up even more, “Fuck yeah, Fuck yeah, I’m your faggot bitch and I love your thick nigger cock in my pussy, please Daddy, fuck me like this all night!!” I rode him for a half hour, with him taunting me racially and me not caring as long as I had his cock in me. I was riding him, in ecstasy, facing him. He stopped the video and set the phone aside. My legs and feet were on the bed on either side of him. I was using my arms to raise and lower my hole, sliding the whole length of his cock as I did. I was reveling in the full feeling in my ass, the sluttiness of it all and the approving taunts Leon was serving me along with his hard cock. “Fuck yourself on that hard nigger cock you little bitch...you can’t get enough, can you? Oh fuck, your faggot hole is so hot, feels just like a little girls’ pussy, this is what you're made for - I interrupted, "Yeah, to be a pussy for a real man like you.” I got back on my knees leaned forward and we kissed with me riding him for I don’t know how long - I was oblivious to anything but his massive prick in me. Finally I felt his cock get super hard like he was about to cum. “Gonna fill that fucking hole now boy, get ready," Leon whispered in my ear. Fuck, Daddy your cock is so fucking great! Breed my pussy Daddy, oh yeah!” I hissed as he took my hips and began to increase the speed and intensity of his thrusts. “Yeah, here it comes pussyboy, gonna seed your ass, yeah...take it,” and Leon shot a huge load of his seed in my ass for nearly a minute, and then lay still, his cock still hard in my hole. I clenched my hole on his cock and looked into his eyes. He thrust up at me gently but continually. He stayed hard and kept pumping my ass some more. The massive quantity of his first load was leaking out of my ass. I started catching it, and eating it off my fingers while he continued to fuck me, his 11 inches just as hard as before he bred me. We kept going this way for at least another 30 minutes and he shot another load of his cum in my well fucked ass, and after he pulled out, all I could do is think about when Leon was going to fuck me again. After he settled, he gently lifted me off his cock, he smiled at me and told me, “I think someone is waiting for you, pussyboy.” I turned and noticed that sometime during our fuck session, a second man had entered and was sitting in a chair enjoying the show. His hard cock was in his hand and he was slowly stroking it as he watched. The new man’s skin was brown, and he looked Hispanic and about 45. He was thinner but still very good looking and muscular. He wore roomy jeans and no shirt. His bare arms and chest looked chiseled and along with his angular face, gave him a hard kind of sinister, even scary, look, like someone used to getting his own way. Our eyes met, and he smiled, the hard look went away. “Fuck, Leon, he is some freaky little white boy.” Leon spoke up, “Pussyboy, this is Pedro.” Pedro gave a little chuckle at the introduction but didn't say anything. "Hi," I quietly said to Pedro and smiled a little. “Yeah, ok, ‘pussyboy,’ get over here and suck my cock. I went eagerly over to the chair Pedro was sitting in and got between his legs, took a couple massive poppers hits from him. I held the last hit and looked up into Pedro’s eye as I exhaled it and took his whole cock down until my nose touched his stomach. Pedro groaned approvingly, “ooooh puta, you a good cocksucker. Yeah.” I still tweaking majorly and would be for some time. Pedro’s cock was nearly as thick as Leon’s, and not as long, but was still 9 inches long with a nice curve that made for great deep-throating. I kept taking Pedro’s full length hungrily down my throat, and soon Pedro pushed my head down and held it there as he shot his load. I was able to take all he gave me and stayed on his hard cock until I milked every drop from him. Pedro turned to Leon, “I want to tag this faggot’s ass now, man, OK? Get on the bed and suck your Daddy’s cock, bitch,” and as I climbed on the bed, Pedro gave me a hard slap on the ass, and I eagerly got on all fours between Leon’s legs and began to sucking his cock back to hardness. Pedro took charge for a bit, “Suck that big fuckin cock, yeah, you little faggot, get your ass up in the air more, bitch! Keep sucking Daddy’s cock, there you go...” I was enjoying the feel of Daddy’s cock hardening in my mouth, when I felt Pedro’s fingers in my hole. “Shit, bitch, how many loads have you taken so far?” “Two, sir,” I said quickly and resumed sucking Leon’s ever growing hardon and Pedro was fingering my cummy hole. “Nicely fucked ass, but you want more, right, you slut? I gave him a ‘mmmhmmm’ as I continued with Daddy. “You give him a slam, Lee?” Pedro asked. “Yeah, it was about two hours ago now I think. Time for another?” Leon asked. Let me get all the way into his ass for a while, OK. But get it ready, OK? Pedro slid his cock all the way into me and held it there for a minute or two, then he withdrew it and vigorously slapped my ass cheek before pounding it forcefully back into my hole. He repeated the sequence for a while, thrust, pull, slap, thrust, pull, slap; I kept Daddy’s cock in my mouth and squealed at the enjoyment of the pain. Eventually Pedro just pounded my ass until he put the third load into me, saying very little, but grunting as intensely and loudly as I’ve heard from anyone. Pedro pulled out and out and sat on the bed. “Clean his cock, pussyboy,” Leon said. I turned around and cleaned off Pedro’s still hard cock with my mouth, being sure to look Pedro in the eye as I swallowed the cock that had just been in my ass. Pedro smiled and muttered, “Fucking nasty slut. Hot.” After he was clean, he ordered me on all fours. “Suck your Daddy’s cock again, bitch.” You like that cock don’t you? I nodded with Leon’s cock in my mouth, and Pedro ordered, “Say it!” “I fucking love worshiping Leon’s awesome nigger cock with my faggot white mouth!” Shit, Lee, he thinks he’s in love with you! Leon said, “No pussyboy knows better. He’s just a fucking faggot, right boy? I nodded and gave a ‘mmmmhmmmm’ as I took Leon’s cock down my throat. “You like getting fisted, pussyboy?” came Pedro’s voice from behind me. I gave him another ‘mmmhmmm’ and kept at Daddy’s cock. “Get him that slam, ok Lee? Can you give it to him?” “He can do it himself and it’s hot to watch. I’ll dose him some G though.” Leon got up for a second and came right back with a glass of gatorade. Pedro kept was still hard and kept fucking me while Leon got the drink. “Here pussyboy,” Leon said, “drink this, you’ll like it.” After I emptied the glass, Pedro slowly withdrew his cock from me and said, “OK, bitch, time for you to slam again. How should we do this?” Leon ordered me, “Stay on all fours, boy." Turning to Pedro, without ordering him, but leaving no doubt he was in charge, Leon said to Pedro, "Work your hand into the faggot's pussy, and when you get in, just stay still." He'll slam himself with your hand in him.” With that Pedro began to stuff crisco into my hole handfuls at a time. His hands were, like he was, slender but strong. My hole was quivering. I could hardly wait. Pedro alternated hands as he inserted fingers, four at a time to knuckles to prime my ass for his whole hand. He pushed his left hand into my willing greasy hole and slowly he slid it all in and slapped my ass in triumph. “Fuck! pussy took that fist quick. Hungry little faggot, huh?” Slap! went Pedro’s hand on my newly fisted ass. I moaned and continued sucking Daddy's cock as Pedro’s hand slowly twisted into my bowels. FUCK! I had never been so totally turned on in my life! Their racial taunts and spankings only made it hotter by the minute. Daddy lifted my head. “Time for this, pussyboy. I know you want it, you fucking junkie, you been staring at it for 5 minutes," His look as regarded me was one of complete and utter confidence in his superiority. He held the loaded point between his thick fingers. I eagerly took it. He handed me a swab and tied my arm for me as Pedro still twisted his hand slowly into my sloppy hole. Daddy told Pedro to stay still and as Daddy held the leash attached to my collar, he stood and watched me take the dose - I put the needle to my vein, hitting it right away. I drew back, got a good influx of blood and pushed the plunger home. Leon took the used needle and I raised my hand above my head and removed the rubber band from around my bicep and I felt Daddy raise my upper body nearly upright while Pedro kept his hand in my ass. The rush was epic! I was afraid for a second or two that I couldn’t breathe, but that passed and soon all I wanted was Pedro to shove his arm into me as far as he could. I was transformed by the raw lust I had for Daddy's cock right then, and I gobbled as much of him as I could. My world was their two cocks, and my giving over to be used by these two amazing studs. Both Pedro and Leon let me get back to breathing normally. Leon put me back on all fours, he fed me several hits of poppers while I went down on his massive cock. Between the G kicking in and the extra slam, I swallowed nearly all of Leon’s cock and held it there while I stared into his eyes. Leon saw me look at him and said, “Fuck, look at those eyes! Yeah, you horny faggot, you tweaking now, aren’t ya? Look at you swallowing Daddy’s dick all the way, and big bad Pedro opening up your sloppy pussy with his arm, damn, pussyboy, you’re a sight! I increased my intensity on his cock. "Yeah, Leon groaned, "keep worshipping my cock boy, I got another load for you, just worship Daddy’s cock and take what Pedro gives you.” With Leon’s cock firmly down my throat, Pedro went to work on my hole with his hands - he was a masterful fister. Leon offered, and I deeply huffed on the poppers a few more times and as they took effect. Pedro began his skillful penetration of my ass with his forearm. My hole felt like it was a mile wide and as he progressed into me, Pedro knew just what to say. “Fuck man, you have such a fine faggot hole, you’re fucking built to take it up your ass.” “Damn, bitch, look in the mirror,” Leon said, “Pedro is almost to the elbow and you’re still gobbling my cock - you like seeing yourself like that, pussyboy?” “Fuck yeah, Daddy,” I answered, “so fucking hot, being your faggot, fucking love it! “That’s my pussyboy, now get ready to swallow my cum, bitch!” he snarled. In a couple minutes he shot another big load all over my face. Leon looked at me and said, "Let it be, boy, you look good that way." “Shit, you are a happy little whore with all my cum on your face, and Pedro stretching your little pussy out, huh boy?" I just smiled, then Leon fed me his cum from off my face, which I gladly ate. Leon sat back and watched Pedro work further into my hole, twisting and turning his arm further and further into my ass. Leon fed me poppers as Pedro gave my eager spun hole a good work out. Slowly, bit by bit, he sank his arm into me. Pedro whispered to me, “here it comes - all the way into that sloppy hole of yours! FUUUUCK, you're a good little faggot, huh, boy? Pedro turned to Leon, "Fuck! Lee, look at this,” as slowly he began to twist his forearm into me all the way to his elbow. I looked in the mirror and saw that Pedro had reached his elbow and was grinning evilly at me. The night had only just begun. This was the start of an amazing three months I spent in Louisiana, and I saw Daddy and Pedro almost exclusively during that time - including two very eventful trips to the bathhouse in the French Quarter....

I have met bottoms who just insist on every top that they hook up with wear a condom. But sometimes I get the bottom to give in to my bb breeding needs when I deliberately take too long to cum. I am sorry. If the bottom has a very beefy bubble ass, I gotta seed it. I won't negotiate that at all with him. I do run into some cases when the bottom, who wants to get me off, takes the condom off and tells me not to cum in his ass. Now what top in his right mind can honestly say that he can pull out of a good beefy ass when he is at that moment? For me I just nutt in him anyway, but pull out to let the remaining droplets spill on his ass cheecks.

Part 1 Kellen Martin was a dime-a-dozen, the kind of guy who looked like every other guy walking down the street. By no means unattractive, he was simply average. At 5’10”, 150lbs with light brown hair, a slightly toned build attained from riding his bike almost everywhere he went, and a fair complexion, his only real defining quality was his intelligence. Kellen knew that the only way out of his hometown was to focus on his studies, and that’s what he did. Early on he knew the power of a college education and kept his nose buried in book after book since he was 12 years old. Now, a decade later Kellen was a college graduate from a great university in the Midwest and was able to secure a coveted internship in Washington D.C. at an up-and-coming think tank the summer before he started graduate school. “You all packed and ready to go, kiddo?” his father asked. Depending on the situation, Kellen either loved or hated being called kiddo by his father. Growing up, he’d beg him to stop calling him that in front of his friends, but as he grew he realized that it was endearing and appreciated it more and hated it less. He was finding his place in the world and he need all the support he could get. “Yeah, I think so,” he said. With that, Kellen scanned the room one last time, hoping he had everything he would need for his ten weeks in the nation’s capital. --- Kellen woke with a start as the plane’s landing gear made contact with the ground. He panicked for just a moment, before he realized where he was. This 10-week internship would be the longest he’d been away from home in all his 22 years, and as he walked toward the baggage claim at Reagan National Airport, he began to get nervous about this new chapter in his life. Other than doing policy research, he didn’t know much about the place, other than it being fairly new and named the Landis Institute. The phone interview for the position went well, the gentleman on the other end was named James…or was it Thomas…maybe David…? That phone call seemed so long ago, but he remembered how he felt when he received a phone call from an assistant telling him he got the position, especially so because it was a rare paid internship. But that excitement faded quickly; he thought this was too good to be true. And even after all this time, he still felt like it was a mistake, that he was going to get a phone call any day telling him that they mixed up the applications and meant to offer the position to someone else. Although he knew he had the academic credentials to back it up, he still felt very much like an imposter. Almost his entire life he felt like an outsider looking in. But that phone call never came, and as he stood in the stifling humidity of D.C., waiting for his ride-share, he pushed those thoughts away…for now. “Just try to enjoy it,” he thought to himself as he hopped in the back seat of the four-door sedan. “How’s your day going, man?” the driver asked Kellen was slightly taken back and didn’t answer right away, instead he stared at the man. He was strikingly handsome: tan olive skin, dark Mediterranean hair, a great jaw line and dazzling brown eyes. “I’m fine, good I guess. It’s hot here…” he trailed off knowing he sounded like an awkward mess. Kellen knew he was gay before he even knew what being gay was. But his experience with boys, was just that. He’d had sex with a total of 3 people his entire life and he always felt satisfied, but there was always a sense of being unfulfilled. The boys he had sex with never amounted to anything more than casual friends who had sex once or twice a semester, when all he wanted was a boyfriend. He had spent so much time on his studies, he never pursued a serious relationship, and the thought of one-night stands, while intriguing, always seemed like more of a distraction. In his mind, he had to get his degree first, and then, he hoped, everything else would fall into place: a boyfriend he loved, a home, kids…all the stuff he felt deep down would make him happy. But sitting here in this car with this man, he couldn’t think of anything other what it would feel like to touch his body, smell his manliness up close, to feel his pulsating… The man raised an eyebrow and gave a quick wink, which brought Kellen out of his daze. He quickly looked away, nervously fumbling with his hands. “It’s all good my man. What brings you to DC?” the driver asked. “Just an internship.” Obviously embarrassed, Kellen tried to keep the conversation short, and sat in silence the rest of the drive as he tried to push the thoughts of his hunky driver out of his mind. After an agonizingly short drive, Kellen arrived at his destination: his summer housing at one of the local universities. “Thanks for the ride. Sorry for…” Kellen said before he was interrupted. “No problem dude, it was my pleasure,” and he winked once more before Kellen gave a half-wave and closed the door behind him. “Definitely 5 stars,” Kellen said out loud as he tipped his driver, Andreas, a $8 tip. --- Across town, as Kellen made efforts to move into his housing, Montgomery Landis was making efforts to move in on his target. Across the café, Montgomery spied his next conquest: a delicious looking jock, with an ass that perfectly filled out his gym shorts. Each globe flexed and bounced as the soon-to-be cum receptacle moved in line to place his order. The jock, who looked no older than 18 or 19, had shaggy black hair, that topped off his 6-foot frame. Montgomery pulled out his phone and typed out a text message: “Clear your plans, I have a slut that needs some corrupting. I’ll text soon.” Hitting send, he waited for the jock to place his order. Thinking quick, Montgomery had one chance and took a gamble. He quickly pulled out his laptop, logged into his company’s website and pulled up random graphs and charts to look as if he was working. As jockboy waited near the counter for his drink, Montgomery stood and approached the unassuming teen. “Hey, I am so sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if I could ask you a question,” Before jockboy could anwer, or register the comment, Montgomery had pulled out one of his cards and held it forward for the teen to grab. “My name is Montgomery Landis and, as you can see on my business card, I run a local think tank, and I’m in a bit of a bind.” After years of disarming men and boys for his conquest, Montgomery put on a sincere face and pleaded with his eyes to boy for help, as he shoved his hands into his pockets as if to say, “Aww shucks.” Jockboy glanced at the card, then at Montgomery’s innocent looking tableau and decided there would be no harm in at least hearing him out. If it was an odd request, he could quickly leave, he was in a public place after all. “Sure dude, what’s up?” “Thank you so much! You have no idea how much you are helping me out right now.” With that, Montgomery quickly turned and began walking back toward his table. He knew the boy would still be standing there, taken off guard. Montgomery took three steps, turned and simply said, “Come,” then turned and walked to his table. Jockboy, whose name was Nathan, sat and silently observed the man across the table from him as he typed on his computer. Not really knowing what to think of the interaction so far, he did find him quite handsome, hot actually. He had messed around with older dudes in the past, but something about this guy drew his attention. Perhaps it was his stature. Nathan was no slouch, but this guy had at least three inches of height on him, and had to weigh at least 200lbs, and from the looks of it, he was all muscle. The hormones of the 19-year-old got the better of him as he adjusted his cock in his shorts underneath the table and considered the possibilities. Nathan knew he was hot and, which gave him the option of being selective with whichever guy or girl he hooked up with, he figured he’d flirt with this guy and see what happened. Best case scenario, he’d get a blowjob, worst case, he would help him with whatever he needed help with. He did have the entire day free, he thought.

Got a hit on Grindr... his profile didn't really say anything, but once we got chatting he revealed himself as a student in a nearby highschool who had just turned 18. Hmmm... OK, let's go for it, then - I said yes to a hookup. He arrived, a gorgeous young man, muscular type... "Do you workout"? "Well, I'm a boxer" he said... that was just .... wow. He quickly got rid of his clothes, revealing a nice cock, and as a good daddy bottom, I got down to suck it. Tasted wonderful, of course. Soon enough, he wants to fuck. Rips open a condom - imagine my disappointment - puts it on and shoves his cock in me. FUCK, the boy is horny. He fucks me hard and long - I'm almost asking for a break, when he grunts heavily and cums in the condom. I take it off and stun him by licking his cock clean. After a few days, he contacts me again. Same thing. Condom on, fucks me like hell, cums and I lick him off. Third time, I'm thinking - hey, maybe not continue this, he's cute, but the condom is such a turnoff..This time... he fucks me like hell, but somewhere in the middle, I feel the condom breaking. His pace doesn't stop - he continues fucking me hard.... and cums right in my ass... Brings the cock out and goes... "sorry" and looks guilty... I ask him - "Did you like it?" - he reluctantly agrees that he liked it a lot. Hmmm... maybe I can convert him to a real bareback fucker... Fourth time - he shows up... flops down on my bed, naked. Cock in the air, rock hard. Of course, I suck him (I'm quite good at it) again.... he tastes like heaven... precum... then he says - "I want to bareback you". Music to my ears... "Are you sure?" - "Fuck yes" No hesitation - his cock fills my cunt immediately in one swift push.... and as every young man he fucks hard, deep and fast.... and fills my ass up with delicious student cum again. Man, I'm in heaven... He's been fucking me the latest month, bare - I've made him into a barefucker extraordinaire... Latest time (yesterday) he's fucking me again.... and ... "I love you man"... Whoa. But I guess, it's the wonderful ass he's fucking....

Author's Note: I've read this forum for a long time, but this is my first post. I have a plan for this story, but it isn't completed. This is a slightly fictionalized amalgamation of several different events that have happened to me over the past 2 or 3 years. I welcome any feedback that might improve my storytelling in the future. ___________________________________________ I had been taking a little pnp break to let my body rest from all the parTyinG. I was 2 months into a planned 3 month break, but decided there wasn’t anything wrong with a little bit of sober play time. I went to the bathhouse after work, figuring I’d hop into the sling and take a load or two and see what happened. After checking in and showering, I walked around naked–I prefer not to use a towel. I saw a 40-something, bald leather daddy type watching a movie in the porn room and rubbing a huge bulge that made my ass twitch. That’s usually not my type, but I was feeling slutty so I figured I’d see if he had a load for me. I sat down next to him made eye contact and smiled. He didn’t smile back, but just motioned for me to follow him, which I obediently did. Back in his room, he turned on the light and motioned for me to sit down. I misinterpreted his gesture, thinking he wanted me on my back, but he grabbed me and placed me in a seated position. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a prepared syringe. I protested, still wanting to stay sober a few more weeks. “Shut the fuck up,” he snapped. Those were the first words he’d spoken and they made me lust for him. I love a man who takes control. I knew that I wouldn’t have any choice in what happened until he was done with me. He wrapped a belt around my arm, and found a vein. I’ve never been able to slam myself, and never even brought myself to watch the needle go in when someone else did it for me. This time was different. I watched every step. He expertly found a vein and gently pushed the point through my skin and into my vein. I watched as he pulled back on the plunger and a bright red flash appeared in the chamber of the syringe. He loosened the belt and in one fluid motion pressed down on the plunger emptying the contents of the rig into my vein. I can still feel what happened next as if it was happening now. For the tiniest fraction of a second, it felt cool. The liquid was colder than my blood. I didn’t cough, but gasped for air as my heart sped up and my ears rang. Then a warmth began in the center of my chest and spread out through my entire body, rippling out in every direction, vibrating and pulsing through every square inch of my body. I realized that I was no longer in control. I was a slave to a man who had slammed me with an unknown amount of crystal meth. I knew that I would do whatever depraved thing he told me to do. His desires would become mine. As the waves of chem-induced pleasure turned into a flood of desire, I was aware of only one thing–my ass. It needed to be filled with cock and cum. I hoped it would be rough and I needed it to not stop for a very long time. Just then, my leather daddy reached back and slapped me across the face with his open hand, surprising me and leaving my cheek warm and tingly. “Come on faggot. You’ve got work to do.”

I started private yoga sessions today in my condo gym. The instructor was hot. I had seen him around the village in the past. The session went well. We were both going to hit the showers but they were being cleaned. I invited him up to my place to shower. I have 2 showers. He was done first . When I came out he was still drying off. Nice cock. Our eyes locked. We hit the bed. I was between his legs in no time sucking and rimming him. He asked to me suck his toes and lick his feet. I did and his cock got harder. He flipped me on my back and slid into me raw. Fucked me for 10 minutes. He pulled out. We kissed, I sucked him again. He slid his cock back into my hole and dumped his load. I have booked another yoga session for next week.

If you are splitting hairs like this, just go on Prep

Yes please more

Exactly and agreed... I also have 2 regulars guys who trxt and fuck me...luke is 23, big cock, low hangers and likes to fuck me hard. My other guy is a 19 year old tall pakistani lad, he likes me to wear my glasses, white shirt, black trousers and shoes, he likes to call me dad whilst fucking me and cuddles me after stroking my body. I seem to attract more young lads these days than ever.

This happened not long before CL was retired. The ship i was working on was scheduled to leave port at 0130. I had a bunch of time to kill as it was only 1930. Cruising cl on a friday night. Kinda slow. So i put up a post. As usual i recieved the usual replies from the same lifers .lol some spam and a few maybes. One grabbed my attention. Red head, mid 30s. Nice body, and said he could help me and he had a place. Hummmmm He gave me his address and i headed over. Kinda a tight little neighborhood. As i was driving my truck it was challenging finding parking..he was waiting for me. No shirt. Just shorts and flops. Good looking guy. A little chit chat. He said he would never have guessed i was into cock, i just did not look like that kind of guy lol.. We end up in his bedroom. I strip and layback on his bed. He slides his shorts down and kicks his flops off. He slides betwwen my legs and swallows my whole cock. Wow wasn't expecting that. I reach and grab his cock. Nice size. Smooth. Rock hard. I wiggle around so i can get it in my mouth. Smells good, tastes good. I have never been a great cock sucker. But i can get the job done i suppose. Im slowly working his cock he is slowly pumping my mouth. He is licking my balls and teasing my cock. I have never been abe to dt. But to mt amazement his cock slides down my throat easily. Totally new feeling for me. He is liking it to. I feel him tense. He rolls of and flips me around. Pushing my legs up and i feel his tongue on my hole. He proceeds to eat me, suck me and work my balls.. He then pushes my legs up further and slides in between my legs, rubs his cock on me and slides his head in then all of his cock pushes up in me. Aw fuck that feels good, slowly he fucks me. All in all out. Soon he is hitting it hard, just how i like it. We flip and flop. He fucks good. He is hitting it from behind when i feel him tense up groan and he fucks a load deep in my hole.. He asks if i wanna use his shower. Yep i reply. I shower and walk back into his room, he is rock hard again laying on his back. Awww to be young..lol Well i climb up on the bed and straddle his cock and let it slide up in me. I grab the head board and fuck his cock hard as i can. Grinding every last inch up in me. I fuck him till he gives me more of his cum. I grind on his cock and just sit there feeling him relax and shrink. There is a flood of cum when i finally roll off. He rolls over and sucks my cock up in his mouth.. slowly works me into a frensy and then dt me just as i cum.. omg that feels good. Cool dude. Fucks great. Makes sure we both nut.. I get dresses after another shower and head to work.. he says keep his contact info.. we still meet up and fuck once in awhile.. hard to come by these days..

I guess I am lucky. When I moved from a big city to a small town a few years ago I thought my sex life would be more or less over. As a bottom in his 50s I didn't think there would be much demand. Was I wrong! There have been more than enough guys who wanted to fuck "Daddy". From 20 to 60yo. Especially the younger guys surprised me. Now I have two regular fuckbuds, one in his 40s and one 50s guy, the latter one with the sex drive of a much younger guy keeping my hole pretty busy. And a few young ones who stop by on occasion (for a blowjob or fuck) every few weeks or so. And I hope a mid 30s guy who I just met becomes a regular too ? I have more action now than my last few years in the big city.

Classic pump and dump. I was on a business trip last week. Got back to my hotel late and opened grinder for the hell of it. Guy in the same hotel three floors above was looking for loads. In our chat he stressed no eye contact, chit chat ect. just cum and go. I went up and as promised he was face down ass up; ball cap obscuring his head and face.. The room was dark except for the straight porn playing on his tablet. Nice body, just enough belly to be sexy, guy was maybe 50, (my target age), great meaty ass. He said he hadn't got any loads, slow night. I fingered hole and it was ready to go. I slid in with some resistance, I slapped his ass hard and grunted "open it up bitch" and bottomed out. I shot the first load in about 10 min, 3 days worth. Gave him a good pounding and second load 20 min, after that. I broke the rule and told him he should clean my dic off. Without hesitation he spun around and did just that. I zipped up and went back to my room.

I can dig thay. Im sub, and when a dom guy im chatting with asks about my dick size, Im like.. uh...what does it matter?

Last night I got bred by this big dicked , cute, 33 year old I met a few nights previous at a very lame orgy where he asked me for my number then immediately texted me to see if I wanted to leave with him. We ended up fucking that night in the park not far from my house and known for that very thing. But the sun started to come up and we had to "pull the plug"- I do NOT go to jail. This kid and I have "twin dicks". Pul them side and they are exactly alike. He says mine is a little bigger and I say his is a little bigger. We even have the same mole! So the kid calls me up last night and I had the house to myself. He told me over the phone he needed to finish what we started and he hadn't come since prior us meeting. and to have my pants off and ready when he arrived. He fucked me like I have never been fucked before. A few times I was on the brink of calling a "time out"....but I didn't. Right as he nutted he accidentally slipped out and came across my ass, my back, my arm and my couch. He was upset because he said he wanted to cum in me and I was a little upset myself. It was hot regardless and there was no need because this morning I went to piss ands about 3-4 ccs of that boy dripped out of my hole and down my leg and puddled on the floor. I had to change my underwear. He must have come a 2 gallons. I'm going text him to let him know the mission was accomplished- after he gets to work. Now I know what its like to get fucked by my own dick!

☠️☣️ You nasty cunt 'Rotz' ... Massaging his prostate until it was super sore, his head would be in a whirl, and his cunt would be completely begging to be charged up with my devil seed! Your GRE☣️T idea doesn't give him any room to escape from his Master! ☣️?

It is frustrating. When I was a top, if a guy couldn't relax and take me, I would hold his head down and cum on his face and leave.

The second post is here. * * * It didn't take me long to unpack my things at Captain Calrkson's house on the base. When I was done, I began to look around the place. It was very nice by Navy housing standards. For the most part, the basement was its own apartment, with a small living area, bedroom and kitchenette. The rest of the basement was dedicated to a home gym set up (which explained the great body on the Captain.) Upstairs, were the main living areas. Like every other house, it had a kitchen, living room, dining room, bedroom and two bathrooms. I didn't go snooping however, because I didn't want anything to jeopardize this job. The base turned out to be unexciting at best. The only item of interest I found was that the head at the playing field contained a glory hole which by the look of the cum stains on the walls and the graffiti got plenty of action. I returned home about 1600, not wanting to be late for the Captain. There was a TV in my bedroom so I turned it on and began watching something AFRTS was rerunning and fell asleep. I awoke just after 1800 to the captain's voice from upstairs. "FC2 Sams, front and center!" I ran upstairs and stood at attention before Captain Clarkson. "Yes, Sir! What can I do for you sir?" "Come with me," he said heading for his bedroom. "Strip!" he commanded. "Yes, Sir!" I quickly shed my civvies as he opened one of his bureau drawers. In his hand he held a leather ball cock ring which he snapped around my cock. "You will wear some kind of cock ring at all times. Is that understood?" he said. "Yes, Sir!" "Good, now come with me." Yes, Sir." He led me into the bathroom. "You are to be clean at all times. That means you will shower every day and three times a day you will use this," he said handing me an enema kit. "You will start now," and he left the room. "Yes sir," I replied as he walked out. I filled the bag with warm water and douched thoroughly. When I was done, I returned to the bedroom to find Captain Clarkson completely naked. His body was even better than I imagined. His chest was about 48 inches and covered with just a nice mat of hair that ran down the center of his stomach to connect with the hair in his crotch. "Get over here, bend over and grab your ankles!" he ordered "Yes, Sir!" Once I was bent over, the captain began examining my ass. I could feel his fingers rubbing my tight puckered hole. Then, I felt his tongue push itself into me. My hole immediately relaxed to allow him to get in farther. My dick also responded, bobbing its way to attention. As he licked my ass, Capt. Clarkson reached between my legs and began pulling on my balls. He wrapped his fingers around them and tugged them hard, stretching them to the floor. He then twisted them making them hurt just a little and making me whimper a little in pain. The captain responded by twisting harder. "Sailor, I like men with low hanging balls," he explained, "and by the time your finished here, your balls will hang real low. Stand up!" "Yes, Sir" Grabbing my balls he led me back over to his drawer of toys. He pulled out a leather cord and began wrapping it around my ball sac. He wrapped it tight forcing my balls to hang at the very extreme of my scrotum. They hung stiffly below my cock when he was finished, aching from the pressure. "Now bend back over!" "Yes, Sir" I then felt his hands begin to rub lube onto my ass. The feeling was different after having my ass hole shaved earlier that day. He then, inserted a finger and began twisting it in my ass. "Good, you're nice and tight. We'll change that in the next three years though." Next, I felt him remove his finger and something else was pushed into my ass. It felt huge. I looked behind me to see this eight-inch dildo being shoved into me. My ass was on fire from not being loosened up first. The pain wasn't so bad though that there was no pleasure. My ass quickly opened up to accept the full length of the latex prick. "Move over to the bed," he ordered, "and don't let that dildo out of your ass!" Yes, Sir!" "Get on the bed on your hands and knees." "Yes, Sir!" Once there, Captain Clarkson began to fuck me hard with the dildo. "Yeah, I love to watch a guys ass get filled," he remarked. Next, he pulled out a bigger dildo from the nightstand and replaced the one in my ass with it. Again, my ass felt like it was on fire but it felt great. With this one he was fucking me in long slow strokes and soon, I was taking it with ease. The captain however had a surprise for me. From the nightstand, he pulled and ever larger dildo that was as thick as his wrist. I was told to keep the current dildo up my ass while he got this one ready. He reached under the bed and grabbed a tin of Crisco and began greasing up the dildo. When it was all greased up, he pulled the other dildo out of my fuck hole. I cried out as he pushed that monster at my hole. I felt like my ass was tearing. He stopped and let my ass get used to the new intrusion. As my ass relaxed, he inserted it further but again I cried out. "No please, sir, take it out it's too big," I begged. "Don't be such a pussy, sailor! Take it like a man!" he said and shoved it deeper into my tortured fuck hole. My ass screamed with pain and yet when I looked down, my cock was as hard as a rock. It seemed like an eon but finally, my ass relaxed and I began to enjoy the feeling of this giant latex cock being worked into my ass but just as I was getting into it, he stopped. "I think it's time for you to feel some real flesh in your ass," he said. I smiled thinking how good it would feel to have his cock in my ass. I was surprised however to feel his fingers begin pushing into my ass. I was even more shocked when I felt his hand slide easily into my bowels and my sphincter wrap around his wrist. Once inside, his fingers began massaging my bowels, sending electric sensations all through my body. I was flying with the feelings coursing through my body. "Oh God, Sir. I've never had this much in my ass before." I cried. "You like that sailor?" "Yes, Sir." "I like it too. I like to see a man's ass filled with my hand. I love the warm feel of your bung hole." Captain Clarkson fisted my ass for nearly 20 minutes before I begged him to stop. I just couldn't take it any more. Reluctantly, he pulled his hand from my fuck chute but instead of ending things, he replaced it with his cock. In one swift stroke his shove his nine-inch, monster thick cock into my hole. I was thankful that my ass was well stretched as I took him in. "Come on sailor, take your captains cock! Milk the cum out of it with your ass." "Yes, Sir!" I said. Smack! I felt his hand connect with the cheek of my ass. In response, my ass tightened around his shaft. Smack, smack! He spanked me again. "That's it tight that ass up for your captain." He continued to spank my ass as he fucked me harder and harder, impaling me on his giant rod. Each time he did, I would clamp my ass down around his cock. I was also bucking back to meet his every stroke, eager to have his cock as deep as I could get it. He fucked me like this for another half-hour. His stamina was unbelievable. I knew that I wasn't going to be walking right tomorrow but didn't care. This man was an animal and I wanted him to fuck me forever. "Unghhhhh!!! Oh fuck, I'm cumming!!!!!" he exclaimed and slammed his cock deep into my butt. I felt his cock jump inside me as it spewed his hot load of man cream inside me. With a final few strokes, he unloaded the last of his spunk into my ass and pulled it out. He then reached back into his nightstand and pulled out a butt plug and stuck it into my now empty hole. "I want you to keep that in there at all times, do you understand?" he said. "Yes, Sir" I gasped. "You will only take it out by my order or when douching. Also, nothing else will enter your ass without my strict authorization. Understand?" "Yes, Sir!" "Good, now grab your clothes and go to your room and remember, you don't cum unless tell you to!" he ordered. With that I got up and grabbed my clothes. Smack!!!!!!!! His hand connected with my already sore and red ass. "Goddam it sailor, how many times do you have to be told to say 'Yes, Sir' when you're given and order!" he growled. "Sorry sir", I said meekly and backed out of the room. My ass was so sore, but it also wanted more. I had never had my ass worked over so thoroughly before. I didn't see how it could get any better. Little did I know that it was going to get a lot better before I left this command. The end of Part II If you liked this story, please let me know. I am going to try to do a whole bunch of things with FC2 Sams and Captain Clarkson. One of which will involve Sams getting caught using the glory holes at the ball bark restroom. Little does he know that the captain has been secretly video-taping sailors there for the last year.

I was visiting Israel last week ( for the Tel Aviv pride). Beside going to Pride and a lot of fucking, we went out on several day trips in Israel, including our last trip which was to Massada, Ein Gedi and a beach resort at the Dead Sea. As I had been to the Dead Sea on an earlier trip to Israel, I decided to chill at the pool. While doing some laps I noticed a man, somewhere in his late 30ies to early forties) swimming laps. He was stocky, with dark tan, blue eyes and black beard. Based on the ring on his finger I assumed he was married. At one point when I was resting in the water, holding onto the side of pool, the bearded man swam to me to say hello. He didn't speak English so there was no real conversation, instead, to my amazement, he reached through the water and caressed my ass and lightly explored my dick. I responded by checking out his swim shorts. His cock was hard as steel. Soon his son, who was approximately 10 years old, swam to us, asking his Daddy something. Daddy answered his son, all the while playing with me underwater. When the son left we both in a different language suggested a visit to the bathroom. Once there he followed me in a stall where we opened by jerking each other off and soon I was sucking him. To my surprise he apparently really enjoyed kissing. After some time I bend over and offered him my ass. He didn't need to be told twice. Using only spit as lube, he entered my ass, pounding my hole hard, breeding my ass quite soon, after which I blew my load.

I just recently moved to Jacksonville Florida and within my first 60 days i have atleast 10 different breeding sessions with BBC. The one that stands out the most is almost 10" and thick as a water bottle. It takes plenty of poppers and alot lube to get him in but once there he rocks my world. He does not fuck like a thug, but does know how to work a hole with his long deep strokes and just fucking my hole with the head of his cock. He has gapped very well after he is done and when he shoots he can fill up a shot glass. BBC is def becoming a favorite

PART 11 I was huffing away on that brown bottle when Tom’s tongue started teasing my hole. Just the tip of his tongue, lightly licking and tapping my hole. Even when I pushed back, he pulled back, clearly letting me know who was in charge. However, as I was totally poppered-up, my hole demanded more attention. “Tom, please stop teasing me,” I cried out. But he just kept it up, teasing my hole, bringing me to ecstasy, but in a deliciously torturous way. “Keep hitting that bottle, baby boy,” was the only thing he paused to say. Minutes passed, my ass involuntarily bucking, frantic for more. But Tom continued teasing me, tickling and tapping on my hole, but never diving in and devouring it. And I kept it up with the poppers. And my cock was like steel. And I couldn’t take it. It was too much. All of the buildup that derived from having been awake much of the night, thinking about and dreaming of the sheer lust that the though of Tom brought out of me. The play room, the poppers, and most of all, the teasing rimming of my oh, so sensitive little boy hole. An all but atavistic part of my character made its presence known. It was my true self. My uninhibited totally man-drunk gay self, the primal part of me that needed man sex, absolutely needed it. “Fuck me. Please fuck me. Please fucking fuck me right now. I need you. I need you to fuck me, “ I gasped in a voice somewhere between a cry and a moan. I practically was crying. I had never wanted anything like I wanted to get fucked right then and there. Getting fucked was the only thing in the world that mattered. So much that I went on to add, “I don’t care if you don’t use a condom. You can cum in me. Just please please don’t... I can’t wait. I need it. I need it.” Tom was up in an instant and flipped me over on my back, while simultaneously pulling my ass right to the edge of the bed. I grabbed the pillows for my head like he had taught me, so I could sniff the poppers while he fucked me. I watched him squirt some lube on his palm and start to work his rock hard cock over. I thought the image to be incomparably beautiful. So manly looking and sexy - when his cock was all slick. I remember thinking how I would hate to see an ugly condom replace that gorgeous, greased-up flesh. Then I could feel his fingers working my hole, gently lubing me up. One of the amazing things about Tom, especially to an 18 year old high school kid, was that he never got too rough. By being forceful and pushing me and pushing me, but not hurting me, it always made me want to try more. I knew it might hurt a little but would always end up feeling great. Anyway, my hole now suitably lubed, and his giant cock glistening, it was his turn to speak. “Is my baby boy ready? Ready to feel my cock inside him? Ready to have his little hole fucked nice and deep?” Tom asked in a low voice. “I’m so ready. Please Tom!” I cried out. “If Chris really wants it all he needs to do is take three deep hits in each nostril. Then I can put this huge dick up Chris’s asshole, just like Chris needs me too,” Tom whispered in that sexy tone that made me melt. I hit that bottle and was in orbit when I felt his cock pushing against my hole. The poppers and, well, my eagerness made It a little easier this time, as he popped thru my ring. Neither of us spoke as he slowly worked his cock into me. Not even waiting to come down, I was hitting the poppers again. Soon I was being properly fucked as Tom’s cock was driving deeper and deeper. My eyes had remained locked on Tom’s. As he would push deeper, I would keep hitting the poppers, trying to accept all of his massive cock into my young hole. Finally breaking up the sound of my grunts and moans, he whispered “Chris, I want to ask you something. You said a few minutes ago that I could cum in you. Is it just because you think I like it or does my sexy boy like it too?” It wasn’t like I weighed my answer or the consequences or anything. I just told the truth. “I like it. I don’t know why but I think about it a lot. I just.... I just....” I couldn’t finish. “It scares you. Shhh....don’t be scared baby. You like it right? You like it that I don’t use a condom. That you can feel the heat of my skin. And most of all, that I will cum inside you. I think you love it, “ he whispered, his face a foot from mine. I was totally going off on poppers and had Tom’s giant cock slowly working in and out of me, with porn going off in the background, so my brain was losing the battle. “I do, I do love it. But I’m... I don’t know what... what about HIV?” I asked meekly. I already knew the answer. This was round three of raw sex with Tom. I had crossed that bridge, but was perfectly willing to encourage Tom to fan the flames. “My sexy boy, my amazing boy. Feel me inside you, both of us making each feel so good, bonded skin to skin. I want you so badly Chris. I want to share myself with you. All of me. I want to cum in you so badly, to fill you up with my sperm. So I’m in you forever. A part of you forever,” he said. And now he backed away from my face a little and started fucking me harder. “Four hits Chris. Four hits each side,” he grunted and I knew what he meant. A minute later and again he grunted, “Four hits each side sexy. Go on.” At this point he was pounding me. I was grunting and getting my breath knocked out as he drove balls deep over and over. “So close. So fucking close. Huge load baby. Huge load for you. It’s all yours if you ask for it. You know it’s worth it. You know you fucking need it. Just ask me. Just ask me for my cum,” he muttered as he pummeled my boy pussy. As if the the poppers and his cock weren't enough, his words broke me. “Fill me up. Fucking fill me up. Cum in me. Cum in me. I don’t care. I don’t care. It’s worth it. Just please do it. Give me your cum. I do. I need it. I need it,” I begged. And it was true. I begged. I begged an HIV positive man would ejaculate all the cum his balls contained into my hole. “Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah my sexy boy, my perfect little sexy bottom.... fuck yeah. Fucking close. Fucking close. Gonna shoot. Here it comes. Fuck yeah!!! Take that hot fucking sperm,” he cried out. I will admit to a flash of guilt at that moment but most of all, I was in bliss. Tom had collapsed on my body, his breath coming in heaves, my arms around him, his hard cock still inside my hole, still pulsating. Oh, and he had just flooded me with his cum. I never wanted the moment to end. Neither did Tom, as he was in no hurry to pull out. Nor did I want him to. And I most definitely didn't want a drop of his semen to leak out of my ass. I wanted to keep it in me. His sperm was somehow precious, and therefore needed to be treated with reverence. As the two of us lay there, lost in sweat, heat, cum and exertion, another thought recurred: I hoped Tom wanted me to stay. And then another very pragmatic thought crossed my mind: How many times could Tom fuck me in a day?

Part 12 (to those of you who enjoy poppers and spray poppers (like max impact or Amsterdam spray), I hope you feel the magic with me) As I watched my daddy walk over and pick up his phone, he looked over and laughed. He said to Mr. Terry, ‘holy fuck, you are right, apparently we will be here a while, they are considering beating the door if I don’t give them an update. How long you think you need?’ Mr. Terry said, ‘Well I sure as fuck aint going to hurry if that’s what they want? Nevertheless, I appreciate the need they have. I am sure they all want some cherry before it goes bad. Tony, let me ask….I am hoping this isn’t my only chance or night to test drive this?’ ‘No, even once I wean him off of Dr. Brad’s magic bottle, I see a gleam in his eyes, its going to need a lot more of your own special juice. I wasn’t really understanding what they were talking about, but I was also fixed on Mr. Terry. He reached behind him and picked up a fresh cigar. The thing looked like it had to be 2 inches in diameter; I never knew they made cigars so big around. As he licked the uncut end of it, he stared at me. Stared at me really deeply, it was like he was looking into my soul and I felt warm. Not warm because of the fur that I was cradled in, but warm like he knew me for a long time. It was seductive how he licked it, slowly and wrapping his tongue around it. My cock flinched and I could feel a big glob of precum flow out. He must have saw my cock jump because it looked down at it and looked back at me and winked. He pulled the cigar from his lips and tongue and started circling it around the hood of my uncut cock. He was wrapping the precum that was trailing off the end of my cock like melted cheese on a piece of pizza and off my belly that had already broken off the stream. My eyes were going back and forth from watching him to looking up at his rugged face and dark features. He beard was perfectly groomed and oiled and the fur on this chest was that of a true stud daddy. He took his free hand, raised it up from between my legs, and grabbed ahold the shaft of my rock hard boy cock. He pulled my foreskin back to uncover the head of my thick 8.5 inch cock. It was glistening from the fresh warm reservoir of precum it exposed. He moved the end of the cigar that was wet with the precum off my belly and held it right to my piss slit. Is other hand pulled the lips of my cock head apart and exposed my piss slit, he took the pinky on that same hand and started rubbing his pinky over my piss slit and the cigar both. He was putting pressure on the tip of my cock head like he was burying his pinky into my slit. He got most of hisfingernail covered by the lips of my slit. He reached with the cigar hand and grabbed the little brown bottle. He handed it to me and said ‘can you help me for a minute?’ I nodded that I could. ‘He said both of my hands are busy and kind of sticky, I need you to self-medicate yourself. Can you be a good boy for me and take a deep and I mean deep hit into your left nostril and hold and wait for me to count to ten? I nodded again. ‘You sure?, I want you to do it right so we don’t have to take that medicine away from you, ok? I nodded, closed my right nostril and took a really really deep breath into my lungs. And I heard him count. ‘Good boy! 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, you are doing great. Keep holding, 4, 3, ……2,’ I thought why is he slowing down. Be a good boy and hold, that’s one. Ok exhale. I exhaled rather suddenly. ‘Oh no, I think you forgot, you exhale slowly Lukas, not so quickly. Lets do it again, ok? I nodded. This time I covered my left nostril and exhaled super deep, only to inhale and fill and see my chest expanding. Then I held. ‘Nice, very nice pup. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, you are a good boy, 5, 4, 3…… , very good, almost done. 2 you ready? 1, and now SLOWLY exhale.’ I slowly but surely exhaled my lungs free and I felt my head lift off. I was flying, I felt flush and felt so warm and my boy pussy was all tingly. I smiled as he said, ‘you are such a good and smart boy, one more just to make sure you feel it ok? You never know, sometimes you can get a bad bottle some reason. This time, pucker your lips and suck it in through your mouth. Hold if a few and then exhale through your nose. So I started to suck it in, wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I held and then slowly exhaled through my nose. I shut my eyes and felt waves of energy shoot through my body like an electrical current. As I opened my eyes, he was pulling the foreskin of my cock up over the base of the cigar. I couldn’t even see my cock head and the foreskin was up over the curvature of the cigar’s tip and up the long shaft of his cigar. The cigar was about the same diameter of my cock so it was like an extension of me. Mr. Terry said, ‘this is called docking, we are going to dock you to my shaft if a few minutes, do you like that pup?’ I nodded, but said that ‘it burns a little bit.’ ‘Oh good, that’s very good, it is supposed to, that is the nicotine in the cigar warming up your piss slit and cock head.’ He jacked my cock up and down a few times pulling the foreskin back off the cigar and then back up again to stretch my skin as much as it could. My daddy stepped over and said ‘they want a couple pics.’ He put his camera down by my testicles and snapped a picture of my cock straight up in the air docking fully with the cigar. I heard daddy say, ‘let’s show them some of my gift on it.’ Mr. Terry undocked my cock and put the cigar down between my legs, I wanted to see what they were doing, but my cock and nuts were blocking my view. I then realized there was a mirror above me. Was it a mirror? Or Just part of my dream? Fuck I thought, I am so high, maybe my mind is just playing tricks on me? Whatever it was I focused on the mirror and saw Mr. Terry start to insert the cigar into my hole. After it went in a couple inches, he pulled it out. Then pushed it in and out a few more times. It started to burn and I let out a whispering moan. I heard daddy speaking quietly to Terry ‘Ok, that’s good, that last move brought out a big glob. That’s perfect, hold it right there.’ CLICK. ‘Perfect, look at that pink cherry juice and all that cream clinging on that cigar stick.’ CLICK ‘Yeah, yeah push it in slowly’ CLICK. ‘Ease it back out. Oh Fuck, YES.’ CLICK. ‘Very nice Terry, a little’ CLICK ‘yes, more’ CLICK. CLICK. CLICK. ‘Can I see daddy?’ I whimpered as I was still floating with the medicine in my head. ‘Yeah? You want to see your pussy boy?’ ‘Yes please Sir, Thank you Sir.’ ‘Well since you asked nice, sure son.’ I felt the cigar slowly going deeper and deeper into my hole and burning more and more as Mr. Terry pushed deeper and then pulled it out and pushed back in, a couple times, he got more precum off my cock and belly and I could feel the coolness of my precum sort of cool off my stinging asshole. Daddy was showing me the pictures. ‘Look how beautiful your pussy is son. Here is the cigar going in, just a little see? Then he pulled it out’. ‘Why does it look so pink?’ I asked as I looked into his eyes. ‘Didn’t you learn in school that sometimes when the hymen breaks it can cause a little blood son?’ ‘Yeah I remember that’. ‘Well, my cock is pretty big’ ‘Yeah, I saw it earlier this morning when we were by the pool; it looked huge in your pants’ ‘Well the combination of your hymen breaking and because the size of my cock, you tore a little bit. And as it mixed with my sperm while I was breeding you, your blood and my sperm became one, so it is a little pink. Understand?’ ‘Do you think we need to tell the doctor or my mom that it was a little bloody’? ‘Oh heavens no son, the doctor would be more concerned if it were kind of red often. It is sort of like when a woman has her period, it just means she is more fertile. So when you boy pussy bleeds, it just means it has really enjoyed itself and ready for taking more seed. But with more and more sperm put into you, it will turn whiter as it dilutes with the blood. But no need to worry about your mom either, you wont remember to tell her. But I can send her a text if it continues too much. Ok baby?’ I nodded and looked at him, smiled and said, ‘thanks for being so patient with me and taking the time to explain these things. I miss so much without having my dad around.’ ‘Well, from now on, I will be around more and more and will guide you, you trust me right?’ With the biggest smile of my life, I looked back at him and nodded yes. I noticed then the burning had started to subside in my hole and Mr. Terry was holding onto the chains of the hammock. He was rocking back and forth. Each time he lunged toward me the chains rattled and I was pushed forward with him. I felt as he pulled back and my hole seemed so opened. My dad was looking down between my legs. I remembered the mirror so I looked up again and saw Mr. Terry was pushing his cock into my asshole next to the cigar. He stopped for a minute and my daddy pulled the cigar out of my hole and I felt my hole collapse around Mr. Terry’s big Canuck cock. Mr. Terry said, ‘can you light that up for me?’ My daddy said, ‘you don’t really think I am going to let you enjoy the first taste of his pussy before I do, do you?’ and my daddy sniffed the end of the cigar that had been in my boy pussy. He licked the bottom of it like Mr. Terry did at the start and rolled it into his mouth. He grabbed the lighter off of the table and this huge flame shot out of the lighter. I could hear him puffing and I saw the cherry glow start to form on the end when the flame would go out. He repeated this several times and all I could do was to stare at him and think of that cigar. There was something about it that turn me on so bad. Without really noticing Mr. Terry was reconnecting the leather piece that had been over my mouth with the hose connected to it. I felt pressure against my face as the snaps one by one were secured again. Again, I couldn’t take my eyes off of my daddy. I felt Mr. Terry picking up the rhythm of using my hole and felt him tug on the hose connected to my mouthpiece. Without having to think about it, I raised my hand still grasping the cold brown bottle and handed it in Mr. Terry’s direction. ‘Ready to go under pup?’ I nodded. ‘You going to give him max impact?’ my daddy said Hearing that, I braced myself expecting I was going to be slammed forward hard. ‘Fuck yes, let’s get this kid really flying’ and I heard a new noise, it was like an aerosol spray can hissing. I finally took my eyes off of my daddy and realized Mr. Terry had one of those spray cans I had brought from the rec room at Mr. C’s houses and was spraying it on a rag. Mr. Terry looked at me and said. ‘Lukas, we have a special treat, this is candy in a can. It will smell different and you might not like the smell at first, but similar to the medicine, you will get use to it. Now start breathing, slowly in through your mouth and slowly exhale through your nose. You don’t have to hold it like the medicine. Now enjoy your candy.’ Mr. Terry alternated between the medicine and the candy and I had never felt so awesome. I looked back over to my daddy. I had never seen him smoke before, but he looked so hot. I also looked up at the mirror and saw Mr. Terry fucking me really hard. The sound of him fucking me was intense, it was like wet and sloppy and I think the candy and medicine got to me as I felt a buzz in my head and closed my eyes it again was like I was drifting off to sleep. They sounded far away and I was in my own little private world. I could hear the chains clanking and the grunts getting louder and louder. I was brought back by a huge inhale of cigar smoke filling my lungs. I looked over and saw my daddy breathing into the tube. He took another puff off the cigar and felt another round of smoke invade my lungs. Just then, I heard Mr. Terry say….. ‘Oh my FUUUUCCCCKKKKKKIING GOD, take this load pup’. His whole body was shaking and convulsing as he looked down between my legs in the sling and watched his cock pulsing and empty several volleys of his load into me. I could tell each time more came out as his whole body shuttered and he screamed ‘Fuck yes’, or ‘take me into you’ or ‘you are mine’ or ‘sweet fucking boy pussy’. I exhaled the cigar smoke but I was still high as a kite on the poppers and the candy. I looked at saw my daddy come down and kiss me on the forehead and rub my head through the hood. He whispered in my ear. ‘I am so proud of you son, daddy loves you so much’. I murmured back into my tube, but I am not sure if it was loud enough to be heard, ‘I love you too daddy’.

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9. Aiden "Fuck, you're a hungry guy," I said, whispering it into Jay's ear. He turned to me and smiled. The innocence of his smile belied his position; the boy was bent over, with a muscular man burying his manhood in the boy's hole. Unbeknownst to the boy, that fur-covered man was infected with HIV and it was far too late for Jay to protect himself. Of course, every boy I found attracted attention from a certain circle of collectors. There were always men who appreciated the special pleasures of a first edition. Jay smiled again. His smile was amazing. Even a hardened pimp like me could see that Jay's smile was what set him apart. He wasn't just the latest sequel in an increasingly tired story line. His smile made him something unique and special. Men were going to want to make him their own for more than just a few hours and those men were going to be happy to pay for that pleasure. "It feels so good," Jay said. Between the distant, far-off stare in his eyes and his soft, flaccid cock, I had been pretty sure that Tucker and Damon had introduced Jay to the pleasures of crystal. "So wet," he continued, his words slurring a bit. His voice confirmed my suspicions. He had partied. It was a perfect set-up for me. I would get to voice my disapproval before giving into his pleas to join him in the party. "Oh FUCK," Alex grunted, as he pushed himself back into Jay. There was the final spasm of his body as the last of his balls emptied out into Jay's hole. Alex gasped for air as Jay pressed up against the hairy man. Jay's metamorphosis into a cum-crazed, drug-fueled slut was well on its way. I had started it, now it was my responsibility to take him all the way. "Fuck," Alex moaned again. Alex leaned in. "That was fucking amazing. We gotta play some more." He winked at me. "Aiden has my number." Rod had paid handsomely for his privileges, but that didn't mean that other men wouldn't be able to enjoy the pleasures of breeding Jay. Besides, Alex had chosen to medicate his disease; unlike some of the men at the party, his semen was harmless. "I'll make sure you two connect," I said. I wasn't sure if the two men heard me. Alex had pulled out and spun Jay around. The men were kissing deeply as the savored the afterglow of the orgasm. "Connection," Jay murmured. I could see him struggling to put together sentences as the drugs hit him hard. It was the perfect time to pull him deeper into my world. "Yeah," I said. "Connection. That's good." "It is," Alex said. He pushed Jay towards me. The young man wrapped his arms around me. His body was hot and sweaty against my skin. I felt his heart pounding. "Aiden's a good guy," he said. "Make sure he calls me," he said to me. "Of course," I said. I pulled Jay closer to me. "Having fun?" I asked him, as Alex disappeared into the crowd of men. "Yeah," he said. I leaned in and kissed him. He barely struggled as my tongue pressed into his mouth. I could taste the bitter remnants of the crystal plus the salty hints of pre-cum. It was hard to believe that Jay had never even kissed a man, much less one fuck him. But if he was to be believed, this was all new to him. "I want to fuck you," I said. The boy's reaction was immediate and predictable. His hand reached down for my crotch and found my cock straining against my underwear. "Damn," he said, as he ran his hand over my bulge. "I want," he started, but then couldn't get out the rest of the sentence. I let him off easy and kissed him again. "I want you to fuck me," he finally managed to say. I reached down and guided his hand into my underwear. His fingers brushed against my cockhead. "You like this, don't you?" I asked. He nodded and wrapped his hand around my shaft. "You like getting fucked, don't you?" Jay continued to nod. He was still holding onto my erection. "Yeah," he said. "I do." He smiled again, and it was hard not to slide my dick into his wet, sloppy hole right then. "You want to fuck me?" he asked. "Now?" He had pulled it together enough to ask the only questions that mattered to him. I wanted to pound him hard and load him up with my strain of the virus. But the night was young and before the sun rose the young man's hole would still be able to make me some money. "I was thinking," I said. The boy's face fell. He wanted dick. Any dick. My dick. "After this," I said. He perked up a bit. "Maybe we can go back to my place. Just you and me. And just spend some time together." He was smiling now. That was the pleasure of a boy like him. Exploring being a bottom and tweaked out on crystal, he couldn't contain his desires or control his actions. "Would you like that?" "Yeah," he said, blushing. "I would. I'd like it a lot. I like you" I shouldn't have worried about turning Jay. He was a natural crystal whore. "I like you too," I lied, even as I kissed him again. He would learn soon enough that as much as I liked him, I liked the drugs and money his ass could bring even more. "There's one more old friend here. I want you to meet him," I said. "I'd like that. And I'm looking forward to after. With you." "Me too," I said. I was looking forward to the few hours we would get to spend together. But his reasons were not my reasons, and my reasons were the ones Jay needed to be afraid of. My cock twitched in anticipation, in anticipation of being part of the destruction of his innocence. We kissed once more, but I broke it off. "Come on. One more friend. I know you're going to like him." "Ok," Jay said. Any delay before his next dick was more than he wanted. Even if we didn't find Doug immediately, the chances were high that any interruption was going to satiate Jay's cravings. "Is everyone here hot?" Jay asked, as we navigated through the mass of men. Some were just talking, but more were making out, sucking, or fucking. I doubt Jay noticed, but there was not a single condom in evidence. "Hey," someone said from alongside me. I recognized the voice and when I turned, I saw Dennis. Officially, he worked at the bath house nearby, but unofficially, he was one of my steady and reliable sources for party favors. Given the time, he must have come straight from the bath house. I looked him over. He was just the kind of interruption that Jay needed. Dennis had on a pair of tennis shoes and a leather band around his left wrist. His cheeks looked a little more sunken than I remembered, his body looked a little more wasted than before. However, one thing hadn't changed; his thick cut cock was just as big as ever. It was hard to tell if the decline was due to his virus or his drug habit. Either way, he was just the kind of new friend Jay needed to meet. "Dennis," I said. "Wow. Great to run into you." "Yeah," he said. He looked over to Jay and looked him up and down. "New acquisition?" he asked. "Dennis, this is Jay. Met him at a club tonight, and thought he'd enjoy the party here." Not that it was needed, but I put an emphasis on "party." "Hi," Dennis said, reaching out for Jay. Jay was momentarily stunned, unable to take his eyes off of Dennis's thick manhood. Even before the boy could react, Dennis had pulled Jay to him. "Having a good time tonight?" he asked Jay. "Yeah," Jay said, then let Dennis press his lips against Jay's mouth. The two kissed. Dennis wrapped his hands around Jay's torso and sought out the boy's butt cheeks. "A lot of fun," Jay managed to say, before Dennis started to rub the boy's cheek, reducing the young man to soft moans of pleasure. "You want something up there?" Dennis asked. Jay could only nod. "You want to get my dick up there?" Jay nodded again. Dennis looked at me. "He free?" "All yours," I said. I wasn't going to make any money off of this encounter, but it would be worth it. The next teener from Dennis would likely be suspiciously large. Not to mention Dennis had stopped taking meds nearly six months ago. He has explained he didn't want to be putting too many chemicals in his body and he wasn't going to give up his party favors. I didn't care for the reasons. All it meant was that Dennis would give Jay his first injection of high viral load semen. "Can I cum in you?" Dennis whispered into Jay's ear. I was close enough to hear it. He looked up at me. He wanted permission to do what he wanted to do. "You want it, don't you?" I whispered. "You want his cum, don't you?" Jay nodded. "Tell him. Let him know what you want." "Yeah," Jay finally said. "Please. Cum in me." Dennis smiled, and spun Jay around. "You ready?" Dennis asked. "Lubed and ready?" "He is," I said. I didn't bother with asking Jay; I didn't care about his answer. Dennis would be the fourth guy to fuck him tonight. Jay already had four loads up there not to mention all of the pre-cum. The accumulated fluids would be enough for Dennis and his thick Latino cock. It would have to be enough for Dennis. Dennis hadn't bothered waiting for my response. He had already lined his cock up with Jay's hole. As soon as I gave him permission he pushed his shaft into the boy. "Oh fuck," Jay grunted. His tone was a combination of pain and pleasure; he was more than willing to endure the pain for the obvious pleasure. "Oh FUCK," he grunted again, as more of Dennis's cock disappeared into Jay's tight hole. "Feel good?" I asked, directing my question to Dennis. "Hell yeah. So tight. And so fucking wet, too" He grabbed Jay's hips, and pulled the boy all the way down on his dick. "Needed a slut like this." "He's yours to use." "He ready for a full-blown fuck?" Dennis asked. Jay wouldn't know the significance of the phrase, but I did. Full-blown AIDS. It was no wonder that Dennis looked worse for the wear; between the damage his virus was doing and the heavy toll the illegal drugs took, his body was struggling to stay healthy. "Full-blown?" I asked. "Yeah," Dennis said. "Full-blown. Found out a few weeks ago." "Damn." I turned to Jay; he was bent over, legs slightly spread, giving Dennis the best access to his unprotected hole. My dick twitched, thinking about Dennis's cock dripping his AIDS-infected pre-cum into the hapless young man. I was not going to tell Rod what had happened; Rod had paid well for the pleasure of infecting Jay, and I wasn't going to be a buzzkill. "What are you doing?" "Enjoying every second of it," Dennis said. "Sharing my gift." I leaned in to Jay. His face was agonizing pleasure. He knew he was getting fucked. He knew he was getting pushed to his absolute limits. But he knew he was powerless to stop it, powerless against his animal instincts to get fucked. "You want Dennis's gift?" He nodded vigorously, blissfully unaware of what he was agreeing too. "You want a full-blown fuck?" Jay nodded again. His fate had been sealed hours earlier, completely without his permission. "So big. So hard," he grunted, as Dennis shoved his cock in and out of his hole. "Fuck me," he moaned. "Fuck me hard." "Good boy," I said, and stroked his curly hair. I kissed him, this time allowing his tongue to explore my mouth. He was vulnerable and weak, and I was going to take full advantage. "You're going to let Dennis cum in you, aren't you? Let him give you his gift?" "Please," he nodded. "Cum in me. Give me your gift." He had no idea what he was saying. He was just parroting back what I had said. But it was enough. I kissed Jay once more. I was sad that in his very first night with me, his innocence and purity was going to be so utterly destroyed. But there was money to made in that destruction, and I was not going to let it go waste. "Make me proud," I said, before standing back up. "Give him his first full-blown breeding," I told Dennis. "Fuck yeah," Dennis said. The full length of his Latin dick disappeared into Jay. Deep inside of the boy's body, Dennis's engorged dickhead had begun to drip a thick, dirty fluid into Jay's unprotected body. Correctly used, the fluid was designed to ease the process of impregnating a woman. But tonight, this was a fluid made for infecting a man. It would lubricate Dennis's thrusts into Jay's body and already had more than enough virus to forever change Jay. "Does he know?" Dennis asked. "No. Hasn't even asked," I said. Jay didn't seem like he was all that stupid; the club where we had met was a hang-out for college kids. If he wasn't stupid, that left only two other options; he was either naive or high. Or, most likely, both. There would be time later to remind him about his weaknesses and mistakes. By then, it would be too late to make any difference at all. The futility of his rage would make the moment all the sweeter. "My kind of twisted pig," Dennis said. His cock disappeared back into Jay's hole, where the Latino's poisonous pre-cum could best do its treacherous work. Of course, every man who had cum in Jay: Rod, Damon, Alex, and now Dennis had delivered a toxic payload. That Dennis was so much further along than any of the others made the fuck so exciting to watch. "I'm sure you guys can find time to play more," I said. I didn't want to deny Dennis his pleasures, especially with the unique load he was going to deposit it Jay. But, I was eager to give Jay my own load. It was the best perk of my job; there was always a selection of fine young men to breed. "You want Dennis's load," I asked, turning my attention back to Jay. His eyes were glazed over, and he struggled to even focus on me. "Yeah," he mumbled, "Cum in me," he continued. His words short and clipped and he struggled to form even a simple sentence. "Fill me with your seed." Dennis pulled me back up and gave me a quick kiss. "Fucking sweet hole your boy has. Wanna seed that tight, unprotected hole." I put my finger to my lips, reminding him to be discreet about his desires. "Oh damn," Dennis grunted. "Stealthing a boy," he whispered, "Fucking stealthing the college boy." He pulled almost all the way out. His cock was slick with ass juice and dick snot, but before I could appreciate it properly, Dennis pushed it back into Jay. "Take my load," he grunted, as the familiar spasms of orgasm wracked his body. "Take my fucking load." He took one hand off Jay's waist and wrapped it around me. Although he acted the tough Latin top, my dick had found its way into his muscular hole more than once. His kiss was not unexpected, and I let him explore my mouth. "Breeding your tasty new neg boy," he whispered into my ear. "Blasting him full of my poz cum," he whispered, just barely loud enough for me to ear. Even though I had already made plans for my own toxic seed to be injected into Jay's hole, I was still jealous of Dennis. He had gotten there first and with semen even more AIDS-ridden than mine. But as Dennis pressed his tongue back into my throat, I realized that there was no need for jealousy. All three of us were getting off on the experience. "Fucking give it to me," Jay moaned, as the warmth of the semen spread through his body. "Fill me, fill me" he continued. "Fill me," he repeated several times. "Charging him up," Dennis grunted. Even in the middle of orgasm, he had the presence of mind to not say it too loudly. My own dick was straining against my white underwear, a wet spot growing on the left from the steady drip-drip of pre-cum. I needed to get inside of the boy soon. I wasn't sure if I could even wait for the last man of the night to have his way with Jay. "Fill him up for me," I replied to Dennis. Jay was going to be even better if he was dripping by the time we left the party. Besides being the perfect lube for fucking, the semen would make it easier for last shard of crystal to dissolve in his ass. "Fuck," Dennis said. "I needed that." He began to pull out, taking his time to work his load into Jay's unprotected hole, and ensure that every drop stayed inside the young man. "We gotta do this some more," Dennis continued, as he pulled Jay back up. He pulled all three of us into an embrace which devolved into a three-way kiss. "My balls are drained," he said. "Into my hole," Jay said. "Drained into my ass." "Yeah," Dennis said. He reached down into his socks and pulled out a business card. He handed it to Jay. "I work six to midnight, Wednesday through Saturday. Come by. I'll make sure it's a party." It was a free pass to the bath house. I took it from Jay and tucked it into the waistband of my underwear. "I can carry it for you." "And one for you," Dennis said, handing me as well. Between Dennis and my boys, I hadn't paid admission in ages. But the card was useful; it almost always got me an extra gram or two of favors. Dennis gave Jay one last lingering kiss. "I want to see you soon," he whispered into Jay's ear, before gently pushing him to me. Even before I could say good-bye, Dennis disappeared into the crowd. It would be only a few minutes before he would be in heat again and shortly after that, another poor boy would get his ass filled with pozcum. "My hole is dripping," Jay said, as he wrapped his arms around me. I wrapped my arms around him, letting my hands seek out first his ass cheeks, then his crack and finally his fresh young hole. He was right. There were a few drops of cum leaking out of him. "It happens," I whispered into his ear, as my finger ran around the edge. "It's a reminder of all the men who have been inside you." He rubbed up against my bulge. "I want you inside me," he said. "I want your cum too." "Come on," I said. There was still one more old friend I wanted Jay to meet. Doug had thick salt-and-pepper chest hair, that lead down to a good-sized dick that remained dangerously hard all-night long. He had come out in his forties, pozzed out a few months later, and had been sharing his gift ever since. "One more guy for you to meet." "I just want to play with you," Jay whispered in my ear as we threaded our way through the crowd of men. "Me too," I said. "But soon enough," I continued. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of grey under a light. Even with just the glance I knew it was Doug. "This way. You gonna let him fuck you?" I asked Jay. "Yeah," Jay said. "I am. I'm gonna let him fuck me good." The bluntness was the crystal talking. I was going to have to re-stock before we left; I wanted him totally acclimated to the party and play experience. I pulled Jay close, and we kissed. As we made out, a familiar figure came out of the crowd and pressed up against Jay. "Jay," I whispered into his ear. "Meet Doug." "Hi Doug," Jay murmured. He leaned his head back, and the two men kissed, before I helped Jay turn around. "Nice," Jay said, before he leaned into Allen and kissed him again. The two men were closely matched in height, the younger one a bit taller. "You're a sexy one," Doug said. His hands were already grabbing Jay's ass and I was not surprised to see his fingers disappear into Jay's crack. From the gentle moan that emerged from Jay, Doug had managed to find the boy's hole. "And a hungry one," he continued, winking at me. "Why don't you get to know Doug a bit better," I told Jay. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him down to his knees. "Get his dick wet for him." Doug's cock was already semi-hard; it would take only a bit of attention from Jay before Doug would be sporting his infamous titanium-stiff fuck rod. "Yes, Sir," Jay said, and started to lean in. "Wait," Doug said, and reached down. He carefully removed Jay's glasses, folded them up, and handed them to me. "Don't want to get them dirty," he continued, before guiding Jay's head onto his dick. "And I want to see those beautiful green eyes of yours." Jay greedily swallowed Doug's cock. Just semi-soft, it went easily into Jay's mouth, as the boy looked up at the older man adoringly. The men may had wanted the orgasmic relief that Jay had brought them, but it was clear from Jay's desire that the boy needed their cum far more. "Oh fuck," Doug moaned. He ran his hand through Jay's curly hair, gently pulling the boy further down on his cock. "That feels so good." "Can he take it all?" Doug continued, looking back at me. "You won't know until you try him, will you?" I said. Eventually, Jay needed to be able to take Doug's cock without a second thought. The more practice he got, the sooner that day would come. "This I'm gonna enjoy watching." "Almost as much as you're going to enjoy face-fucking him?" I asked. I had seen Doug destroy a boy's throat several times. I wondered if he was in his mood again tonight. "Almost," he said. He turned his attention back to Jay. "Ready?" he asked Jay. His tone made it clear that there was only one answer. Jay nodded, not taking his eyes off of Doug's body. "Right on," Doug said, and grabbed Jay's skull between his two hands. He held Jay in place effortlessly. The two might have been just about the same size, but Jay had submitted entirely to Doug's mature masculinity. "All the way in," Doug said, and pushed his dick into the young man. "Ooomph," Jay grunted as Doug's shaft hit the back of his throat. His eyes bulged slightly, not yet expected the full-bore assault on his throat. He closed his eyes for a moment, fighting to keep his body's natural reactions under control. When he opened his eyes again, there was still the terror of gagging, but with the steely resolve of a born cock-sucker questing for his true sustenance. "All the way," Doug said, smiling, as he pushed another inch of his cock into Jay's throat. "Make me feel good," he said. Jay was struggling under the assault, but correctly, all of his efforts were in the service of making Doug's cock feel good. "Oh damn, that's nice. So wet. So warm." Doug leaned back against me with his eyes closed as he enjoyed the pleasure of the blow job. "He's a champ," he muttered, just enjoying the masculine pleasure of getting sucked off. "Not even gagging on my dick." I looked down. His cock was a solid rod now, rigid and unyielding, despite the turns Jay's throat demanded of it. "Oh, hell yeah," he grunted, as the last inch disappeared into the young man's mouth. "Mmmmph," Jay grunted, as he forced himself to get used to the thick shaft filling up his throat and blocking his breathing. "That's it," Doug said, turning his gaze back to Jay. "Show my dick some mouth-love. Massage my dick head with your throat and make me drip right into your gut." Jay gulped, swallowed, but remained focused on Doug's cock. "Damn, you haven't even gagged. Now, I want to fuck you." He pulled his cock out, leaving just the head in Jay's mouth. His shaft was glossy with Jay's spit; it would be enough to lubricate it when Doug slammed it into the boy's hole. "You wanna get fucked, boy?" he asked. "Fuck me?" Jay replied, his mouth still full of Doug's dick. He was still staring at Doug, as if the slightest blink would mean that the hairy daddy and his hard cock would just disappear from in front of him. "We don't have to do it, if you don't want to." Doug was not one to pass up a tight young piece of ass. Especially one that was rumored to be HIV-negative. "But," he began, as he stroked the young man's cheek, his thumb running over the light stubble. "But, it would be so nice to share that with you. Really get to know you." He smiled at Jay. "Your choice," he finished. "Please?" Jay replied. "Fuck me? Give me your load?" I doubted that Jay had even processed what Doug had said. The pent-up desire from so many years not getting what he needed was all that he could think about. "Fuck me, please, Doug." "That's what I want to hear from my boy. Fucking eager to get his ass pounded." Doug pulled his dick all the way out of Jay's mouth and pulled the boy back up. "Turn around and show me that ass." Jay did as he was told. We had all gotten used to the dim light, yet Jay's ass seemed almost to glow, it was so white and perfect. He bent over, and spread his ass cheeks apart, offering up his tender and abused hole. "Fuck," Doug grunted, as he spit on his dick. "That's an ass I could fuck all weekend." "That's always an option," I said. Doug was more than good for it, and his infected sperm would find Jay's ass a very fertile ground to flourish and grow. "I know Jay will be very appreciative of any gifts you could give him." "Ohhh, damn," Doug moaned. He pressed his raw cock into Jay. Jay's hole opened up easily and allowed the older man's hard shaft to penetrate into the boy's guts. "Ohhh, damn. That's even better than your throat." "Fuck, daddy. Your cock. It's so hard." Jay wasn't thinking; he just instinctively called Doug "Daddy." Not that it mattered. Doug had fucked his way into the Daddy Hall of Fame years ago. "Yeah boy. You're going to take my dick. Take my cum." "Please, Doug. Fuck me." Jay was pressing his ass up against Doug's groin, taking every inch of Doug's cock and fucking himself deep and hard as the older man stood there. "Give me your load." "How many have fucked him already?" Doug asked me. I had to think a minute. "Four guys," I said, counting in my head; there had been Rod, Damon, Alex, and Dennis before Doug. "And five loads." "Charged up?" "All of them," I said. "But he doesn't know." "Fuck, that's hot," Doug said. "Fucking hot." He grabbed Jay's waist and held him in place as he forced his dick deep into the boy. "Fucking breeding him." "Charging him up," I whispered into Doug's ear. It was the depths of the night, when time slowed down and what little decorum we had started with disappeared. It was time to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh and all of the dirty, sleazy fantasies that could come true. "Infecting him," I continued. "Damn, Aiden," Doug murmured. "I'm gonna fucking breed his hole." "Please, Doug," Jay said. "Cum in me." "Breed him," I said. Just for Doug to hear, I continued. "Fill him up with your poz cum." "Oh fuck," Doug said. "Getting close," he grunted, and slammed his cock deep into Jay. "Fucking on edge here," he continued, his breath shallow and fast as he stood at the edge of orgasm. "Give it to me," Jay said. Any doubt in Doug's mind about Jay's needs were erased with that statement. "Fucking load me up." I wondered if Jay had any idea what a dangerous game he was playing. So much of what he said was coded language for bug-chasing and pozzing. But he was so helplessly naive that it was hard to believe it was anything other than him parroting back what he heard the men around him saying. "Oh, hell yeah," Doug mumbled, as his body shook with the spasms of orgasm. "Fucking take my hot load," he grunted. His hips bucked and forced his dick deep into Jay's body and his cock unloaded its deadly payload deep into the young man. "Take it all!" "God, that feels good," Jay said, as Doug forced his dick into the boy. "Fill me up." "Give him what he needs," I said. This time, it was loud enough for Jay to hear. All three of us knew that Jay needed sperm; only two of us knew the deadly extra that the boy was getting. "Give it to him deep." "Oh, hell yeah," Doug said. "This is only the first load," he continued. He slammed his cock in and held it. "Fucking sweet ass." "You gonna fill me up again?" Jay asked. Even listening to him closely, I couldn't tell if he was excited or scared by the prospect of a second load in such quick succession. "Hell yeah, boy. I've got another hot load for you. You think you can take it?" "I want to," Jay replied, not quite answering Doug's question. It didn't matter. Doug was going to seed the boy regardless of Jay's desires, and I was more than happy to hold Jay in place while Doug took his time fucking his poz load into the boy. I switched positions, from behind Doug to facing Jay. He was smiling, but it was that distant, desperate smile of a tweaker. He didn't care who fucked him, or how hard he was fucked, as long as he got a load of cum at the end. "Fuck yeah," Doug said. Over Jay's shoulder I saw him wink at me. Jay's ass had been lubed up by his poz load, and it was now time for Doug to properly enjoy his newest boy. "Gonna work that load into you." "Do what you need," I said. I looked right at Jay. "I know he can take it." Jay's eyes locked on mine; he was simultaneously excited and terrified at the possibility. He had realized exactly what he had signed up for and wasn't yet sure if he could follow through. "He's made me proud all night." I was not going to make this any easier for him; seeing him at the very limits of his sexual endurance only made my dick drip even more of my own toxic miasma of virus, semen, and sperm.

I only started getting fucked by men when I got into my late 50s. I'd always been totally straight until then. I'm still attracted only to women, but am now also addicted to BB anal from guys. I'd always hated using latex condoms when I fucked women, but the natural skins were almost as good as their bare vaginas. From what I've read, natural skins won't work on blocking the virus. Anyway, right from my first times taking cock from men, I took their loads BB. I simply love knowing that my stud's load is deep inside me. I have always felt that cum was intended to be pumped into body holes, not into rubbers. That's why I BB. So, I never transitioned from covered to raw. As a top (just to women) I know it feels lousy to wear a rubber. As a an anal bottom, to be honest with you, perhaps because I am always so well lubed, my hole can't feel the difference. If indeed there is more friction to my hole, then that's actually a plus to me because I like a good, rough pounding. The sorer my hole feels afterward, the better. I've gotten fucked mostly by bi guys, most of whom are married or in a fulltime relationship with a woman, but there have been more than a few exclusively gay cocks up my ass too. One gay guy always used condoms when he did me. If I had to guess, out of the 4 dozen or so partners I've had, about 80% of them barebacked me. About half of them pumped in a second load. I honestly think that most guys playing around out there, who are not gay or almost exclusively gay, are neg. I've been reading a lot here about chasing and getting stealthed. Though there are definitely some married chasers (or men whose primary partner is a woman), I most of the chasers are gay - virtually none of them mention sex with women. Stealthers also seem to be primary gay and very into spreading their bug, especially to non-suspecting neg guys, who the stealther seems to believe have "it" (getting pozzed without knowing he's getting a highly toxic load( simply because the bottom "is stupid enough to be taking it bareback in the first place." Some stealthers seem like to tell their bottom about the toxic load they just took (or are taking as the load is being pumped in) while others seem to be content with letting the bottom discover he's been infected once the fuck flu sets in. I found this site a little over a week ago after being referred to it by a chaser I encountered on CL. He responded to an ad I placed looking for a poz top to fuck me. I suppose that makes me a chaser now too. I posted the ad because I find the risk of taking a poz load is exhilarating. I've done a lot of reading here since last week and have become fascinated with bug chasing. I do not want to get infected, if indeed I am still neg (I had what may have been the fuck flu 2-1/2 years ago - thought it was 1-1/2 yrs, but it was back in 2013), I know that by continuing to bareback, sooner or later I'll get seeded with a toxic load. I don't want to deal with the consequences of converting, both health and otherwise. But, I know statistically, my time is coming (there's that 1:70 figure from one study). One guy I've chatted with got pozzed after only 6 loads and then went on to poz another guy with only 2 loads in one night. Yet, other guys have BBed for years, having taken hundreds of loads, and are still neg. Now that I have progressed to placing ads for getting seeded with hot loads, I know I may get targeted by a stealther packing a load with a high VL. Quite frankly, that's pretty scary. Taking a raw load from someone who is undetectable is okay with me because I know my risk of getting pozzed is lower than it is for a recently pozzed guy who doesn't know he's poz yet. Regardless, I can't wait to get my next load and may even post another ad in an hour or so.