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Part 7; My AIDS God drove his fancy sports car, whilst Uncle Jim and I got in the back-seat. He instructed me to take my trousers and underwear off, slouch down so I wasn't sitting upright, leaving easier access ... He then started fingering my cunt, and feeding me the toxic load that was swimming inside of me. Part way through the journey my phone pinged, and I managed to check the message, which Uncle Jim leaned over and read too. It was from Ben. 'Please don't do this', with a sad face. He looked at me and began to laugh arrogantly, with his face turning from an evil chuckle to a growling rage, which saw his fingering of my cunt intensify aggressively - Hey Pete, your boy is keeping your death-juice nice and warm for ya. - It's a good job these seats are Leather Jim They both laughed. We arrived at Jim's. We pulled in. The garage door shut, and locked. That was it, I had sealed my own fate. BUT, it's what I wanted. And NEEDED. We all got out, and Jim made me sprawl spread eagle over the bonnet. He slammed right into me, no warning, and power fucked me for a few minutes, then stopped. There is no way I am cumming in you, just yet! We went into the main house, and made our way down into the Basement. It was pitch black! Jim flicked a switch and it lit up with a glowing dim red, so, it still had that dark feeling, but you could clearly see. All over the walls were mirrors, and dozens of large pictures of; the bio-hazard sign, demons and monsters, skulls, the word 'poz'. I was at this point only wearing my tee-shirt, and Jim ripped it from me, and threw me onto the rubber covered mattress, and got my AIDS Master Pete, to help strap me down. Our host kept his stash of chems in his Basement Dungeon, and he gave me my second hit of tina for the evening. I couldn't touch myself, which only served to heighten the mad rush. There I was, wriggling, intoxicated, flying beautifully high, and unable to move. My AIDS Daddies then began to write all over my body with marker pen, with things like; cunt, whore, cum, Demon, Dog, AIDS, FAGGOT,99, Piss, Breed ... Then, they both left, turning off the red lights. I heard the door at the top of the stairs shut. I lay there in complete darkness, silence, and unable to move. Even though I physically lay there, I felt my body elevate, and fly around this wonderful dungeon. I then heard a speaker system come on, and hard house was being pumped in, and into my inner solar system. Several minutes later the red lighting came back on upon Jim & Pete's return, both wearing the same attire as each other; German Army Boots, Leather waistcoat & executioner's hood, plus a Cock-Ring. They stood either side of my torso, with one foot facing inwards to my body, and the other towards my head, so their wasted bodies and gaunt faces both towered above me. They never spoke a word. Just stood there drinking their Heineken's, spitting at me, and tugging at their bulging veiny toxic Fuck-Meat, until they finished the two bottles of drink that they each had. - RIGHT, it is my turn now boy to fuck you, and I guess now we would say, re-charge you! I was unstrapped, had a Leather harness put on me, and ordered on all 4's in the middle of the mattress, parallel to the mirrored wall. - What do you want boy? - Your poz cum Uncle Jim - This is MY Dungeon, you call me Master. Understood you nasTy pig? *He bellowed, whilst flogging me with his Leather paddle* This caused me to have an internal orgasm, and and I began to high pitch whimper, and grunt several time ... - Yes Master. I am so sorry Master. He knelt in between my legs, spreading them wide, pushed my cheeks apart, and stuck his tongue up my cunT, proceeding to rim me and eat me out!

Part 3. After the fuck of my life, John dragged me to the walk-in shower. "Double shower heads. Nice," I said, then later feeling immature for showing how impressed I feel. I walked in the shower and got under the hot water as John dimmed the lights and turned on music that belonged on a sex playlist. He slid in behind me, pushed my chest against the cold, gray tile, and pressed his pecs and long cock against my backside. I moaned softly. Had I ever moaned before? What was happening. The hot water, the steam, and a muscle daddy caressing my body and kissing every inch of me. I was rock hard in a minute. After a deep kiss, John was fully hard again, and he forced me on my back on the tile bench in the middle of the shower. He grabbed a bottle of lube, coated my ass and his cock, and slowly slid in. "Fuuuuuuuuuuck," I moaned, as he slid in. His cock stretching open my now very sore and puffy ass. I focused on his pecs, the shadow of his face, and the warm water, and the pain eased away. Within minutes, I was getting close. I wanted his load this time, I didn't want him to pull out. So I took some initiative. "I want your cum inside me. Please breed me, daddy" I whimpered. He was silent, but I saw a smile start to creep in on the left side of his face, as water poured down his body fro the shower. He kept thrusting into me, tearing me open. It was painful but the pleasure outweighed the pain by far. He grabbed my cock and started tugging, and 30 seconds later I shot all over my chest while he just kept slamming in and out of my battered ass. I kept hoping he shoot, I kept begging, "breed me daddy. Own my ass." A minute later, he pulled out and shoved his cock down my throat and unloaded another massive load of cum, this time filling my throat and mouth. I still wanted his cum in my ass. He dragged me to bed, wrapped his arms around me, pulled me tight to his chest, and we drifted off to sleep. 2:07 AM -- that's what the clock said. I was exhausted. And a little confused. ---- 6:32 AM -- I squinted at the clock. I heard rain on the roof. I rolled off, John was lightly sleeping. At some point during the night, he'd gotten up and put on a white tee shirt. He was snoring ever so softly. I slid in close to him, pressed my face against his pecs and wrapped my hand around his cock. I drifted back to sleep. 8:07 AM -- the shower was running. John was awake. I didn't want to get up yet. I heard him the sound of an electric razor a few minutes after the shower cut off. I thought I'd keep sleeping, or at least see what he would do next. A few minutes later, I heard John back in the bedroom. He slowly pulled the covers off of me as I pretended to sleep, face down. John crawled between me, and pushed his tongue into my ass, rimming me gently and teasing my hole. I was incredibly sore from the night before, but his tongue made my hole twitch with excitement. In one thrust, he pushed his entire cock all the way inside of me. "Fuck!" I shouted. "I knew you were awake, beautiful boy," John replied. He slowly eased my ass open after that, and fucked me for a solid 10 minutes. He then flipped me over, and I could taste my ass on his tongue as he kissed me deeply. Apparently John likes morning sex. I could tell, he was getting close, and quickly. I was going to get his cum inside me. I needed it. I needed to have a piece of this man in my DNA. "Daddy?" I said. "Yes boy," John replied. "I really want your cum inside me," I said. "Oh yea? You want me to breed your boy hole?" John replied. "Fuck yea, breed me, please. Please breed me. Own my ass," I said. "I can't," John replied. Then started violently pounding my ass again. He was about to cum, I knew it. "What, why?" I questioned him. He pulled out, took three tugs on his cock, then shot all over me. "Because I'm poz." Partially in shock, partially turned on, I started shooting a volcano of cum out of my cock. John looked surprised, but dived down and slurped up the second half of my load. He was HIV positive, and I had begged him for his load. More than once, but he kept pulling out. And yet somehow, I still really wanted to feel his cum leaking out of me....

Part 2. "Face down, ass up." John didn't say much when we got to his townhouse on the east side of town. I'd never gone home with a stranger, and as he led me to his bedroom, I tried to take in as much as I could. White linen furniture, industrial high ceilings, and brushed copper accents all over a large townhouse that had a new paint smell. "Strip." He watched me as I nervously took my clothes off. Fuck, why does this belt always get stuck. Impatiently, John pushed me on the bed, ripped my pants off, and spread my legs, launching his tongue deep into my ass. Fuck that feels good, I thought. Thank god I prepared for this. From kissing John earlier, I knew his tongue was longer than most. It's what I first recognized. I could almost feel his tongue diving down my throat. And now his tongue was deeper in my ass than any tongue had ever been. Hell, it felt deeper than some of the pencil dick college boys I've messed around with. Slowly swirling around the outside of my ass, then plunging in as deep as he could go. I buried my head in the egyptian pillow in front of me, grabbed on to the soft tufted headboard, and enjoyed the cool breeze from the fan above as his tongue invaded my very tight hole. I felt like I might cum. I reached around to grab my cock, and he swatted my hand away. "You can touch your cock once I'm inside you. Not until then," he commanded. John flipped me over on my back, took off my shirt, then took off his clothes. I felt my ass muscles contract from the cool air as my eyes locked on those massive, plump pecs, lightly covered with a thin layer of dark hair -- that designer chest hair you see in magazines, where it all lays perfectly in the right direction. Looking up at this muscle daddy on top of me, I knew then and there, I'd give him anything he wanted. "You're so beautiful", John said to me, as he slowly kissed my face, my neck, and nibbled ever so slightly on my ears, while I wrapped my arms and legs around his dominating back and tout waist. His long, thick cock gently teasing my hole. I'd never had a bare cock in my ass. And I got nervous as I felt his mushroom head starting to invade my hole. "I'll put on a condom later, but baby I've gotta feel that velvet smooth ass of yours first," he whispered in my ear, causing me to flinch when he gently rubbed his stubble against the sensitive part of my ear. We locked eyes, and inch by inch, John slowly slid his 9" cock into me. I winced in pain a few times, and he slowly leaned down and tugged on my nipples with his teeth and wet mouth. His cock was big -- bigger than I'd ever taken -- and thick. I knew tomorrow, I'd be sore. I finally felt his meaty balls and the bristly hair around his cock press flush against my very full ass. He kissed me, and gently started thrusting in an out. "Feel good?" he asked. "Yes." I reponded. "Yes, what?" He commanded. "Yes, sir," I said. "Call me daddy," John said, giving me a sexy half smile and quickly pulling his cock out to the tip and thrusting it all the way in. "Fuck, daddy," I winced in pain, but it quickly turned to pleasure. John fucked me like I'd never been fucked before. Why did it feel so good? Was it because I'd never had a raw cock in my ass? or was it because of him? I knew later this would be on my mind, among other things. Hard and fast, John mounted me on my stomach, not letting me touch myself. He then pulled me on my knees so that his chest was pressed against the middle of my back. The arch of his cock rubbing right against prostate. He held my stomach, kissed my ear, and in a slow rhythm, my ass fully accepted his cock as a welcome visitor. "You want to cum? You've got to work for it," John said as he spun me around and pulled me onto his lap. Up until this point, I'd forgotten all about a condom. Then I panicked a little. "Should you put on a condom?" I nervously asked. "Do you want me to?" John replied. I paused, I looked down at that beautiful long cock. I slowly moved my eyes up to his pecs, and that stubbly face, and his bald head, and then his deep blue eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and slowly got on top of him, and slid down his bare cock all the way to the base. "Good boy," John said. I rode him for a few minutes. I was getting close, and I hadn't even touched myself. I was getting close to losing control, when John reached down, grabbed my cock, and jerk it violently. "Cum for me baby boy," John said. I coated his chest in cum, splattering semen all of his pics and chin. "Lick it up," John said. I did -- slowly slurping up the quickly cooling cum from his chest -- and then his chin. Before I could swallow, John kissed me, and his stretched tongue once again invaded my mouth and throat, like he was trying to steal the cum away from me. I felt his cock pulse inside my slightly sore ass, but I wasn't sure if he had cum. John flipped me on my back, grabbed my ankles, and slammed his cock into me. He was no longer fucking me, he was pounding my ass. Relentlessly. Quickly. Owning my hole. The soreness I felt was quickly fleeting, and within 30 seconds, my cock was rock hard again. "You want my cum?" John asked. "Fuck yea, daddy." I said. "Where?" John asked. I didn't know what to say. I'd never had a bare cock, let alone cum in my ass. Did he want to cum inside me? Where else would he want to? Would it be safe? Could a man this beautiful have any wrong intentions? "Tell me you want daddy to breed that boy hole," John said, before I could respond to his first question. I tossed inhibitions to the wind. "Fuck yea, breed my daddy. I want that load deep in my ass." John flashed that sexy grin, then a few second later, I saw his sweaty pecs tense up, and I knew he was about to cum, I was about to get my first load in my ass. But right before he shot, John abruptly pulled out of my ass and sprayed cum, and I mean a lot of fucking cum, all over my chest. Some of it even hit my face and my nose. Fuck, that was hot. Fuck, I wanted that inside me. Fuck, why did he pull out? I was too scared to ask.

Part 24 Dante Keanu took multiple loads from Home Slice and myself all night long. By morning the cum was dripping from his well fucked hole. We grabbed a short nap before heading out on our sight seeing for the afternoon. We were on the boat ride out to the Arizona Memorial when I got a secure coded text. It was done, Home Slice’s father was dead. He wouldn’t find out until we were back home. I also received a message from Miguel. I had asked for a background check on Keanu. I wanted to know how truthful he had been with us about his life. Everything Miguel food it about him, his parents, his life in foster care and his now living in the streets were exactly what he told us. The next day I called the airlines and added another first-class ticket for Keanu. I also had to change our flight to the red eye in order to accommodate all three of us in the middle route of the 787's first-class cabin. The rest of the vacation we hung out at the house. Our departure date was approaching and I could tell Keanu was getting a little down at the idea of saying goodbye to his new friends. I hadn’t told Home Slice that I bought Keanu a ticket to fly back with us. We had 2 days left before we were scheduled to leave when I asked Keanu, “Do you have a valid ID?” He looked at me funny and answered, “Yeah, of course I have a valid ID.” I then let him know, “That’s good since you’ll need it when we board our flight back home I two days.” Keanu and Home Slice looked at me then each other when I produced a third airline ticket with under the Keanu Kalakaua. They both hugged me I appreciation (Keanu hugged me a lot harder. I did have to lay down the ground rules for my generosity. “I want you to know that I expect you to pay me back for the expenses that I am going to incur with helping you move. I’m not talking about slavery. You’ll come work for me. I'll team you up with x someone who will show how we do business and the different ways you can make money. You might use part us the money you earn director I your pocket to pay me back there is indirect money that I get that I will use towards the money I use to help you out. That money is the cost of your plane ticket and money for clothes. Crew members are always able to crash at my place, but I have a feeling you’ll get invitations from a handful of my crew to ‘crash’ with them once they get a sight of your ass and cock. Keanu agreed to the terms and we all slammed up and fucked the night away. The last couple days we just chilled and packed you to head out. All Keanu had Were the clothes on his back and his surfboard. We went out and picked up a case to put his surfboard in for the fight. We arrived at the airport and boarded the plane. Keanu had told us this would be the first time he had ever flown. Home Slice whispered to me, “We should make it memorable with the ‘mile high’ club.” I nodded my head in agreement. About an hour into the fight I told Keanu to head to the rest room and wait there into he heard a ‘special’ knock. Home Slice went first entering the restroom you find Keanu with his board shorts and his ankles. He fucked him really quick dropping his load into our new crew member. I quickly entered the bathroom as Home Slice exited to see Keanu with his ass ready for my cock. I slid inside him slowly causing him to quietly moan. I whispered to him, “You’re lucky to be able to come with us, lucky to be fucked by me and my boy and you will be lucky once you've converted poz.” He showed he gratitude by pushing back and working his ass to milk my poz load it me. my cock. In a low voice he then started to all, “Fuck yeah, give me that poz cock, breed me like you’ve been breeding me all week. Knock up my neg ass, I want to be part of your crew. Mark me, make my like your boy. Poz me up.” This talk went right to my balls as I filled fling him with my toxic load. I knew that began myself and Home Slice, this boy’s ass would be poz by next week. After I finished I noticed that Keanu had shot his load all over the wall and toilet seat. I mentioned him you clean up his mess before heading back to his seat. When I pulled my cock from his ass I noticed a slight dribble of cum leak out. I knew he’d broadly be leaking some cum the rest of the flight telling him, “Be sure to wipe yourself up too, and clench that ass to keep as much of that jizz inside yourself as possible.”min

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 6; My AIDS God for several further minutes, staying fully hard, continued to slowly fuck me, grinding in his extremely toxic juice, into his cunT. Yes, his cunT, he now owns it! - You shot your load, didn't you boy? - Yes Sir - Get on the ground, lick it up, without swallowing, then come and kiss your AIDS Master! I did as I was told, and licked up my creamy neg cum off of the shower floor. I got up, and he grabbed me, thrusting his tongue deep into my mouth. We kept exchanging my cum back and forth between each other's mouth's. He pulled back, licked his lips, and swallowed. - MmmmmmmM. Your last ever neg load tastes damn sweet. Delicious. Thank you boy. I can't wait to taste what your poz load will taste like. Now get on your knees and clean my Dick - Yes Sir I got on my knees. Fuck. The Man was still fucking HARD! I licked up and down his toxic shaft, cleaning a cocktail of my neg cunt juice, and some very highly viral DNA! - GET up boy, time to go back to the cabin; You've done a great job cleaning Sir's toxic weapon - Thank you Sir We made our way back,with the other AIDS Daddy following us. The 3 of us all went inside. Door locked! - Sit in the corner boy - Yes Sir - Right, let's get acquainted properly, I'm Pete - 'ello Pete mate. I'm Jim. That was one hell of a show you put on, I come here a lot, and have never seen anything like it. - Thanks Jim ... Oi, boy, crawl to the middle of the room and say hello properly to your Uncle Jim. I crawled over on my hands and knees, to where Uncle Jim was standing, next to AIDS Master Pete. I looked up at him, catching the sight of his bulge beneath his towel on the way up to his face. He grabbed his crotch, and started rubbing... - Hello Uncle Jim - Hello sexy boy. You were looking at this weren't you? His eyes looked downwards at his ever growing bulge. I nodded. He removed his towel to reveal his very own toxic Fuck-weapon! He began to milk his perineum area, and after a few minutes, a creamy substance started oozing out. - Get under Uncle Jim's Dick, and open that sweet mouth of yours, and stick your tongue out, and keep it out. I did as I was told. He then started to smear this creamy substance on my tongue. - Gonnorhoea Pete, mate. Been carrying around this beauty for around 3 months now - I thought it was. Better get that sorted Jim - Yeah, after tonight. I had better fuck your boy. This will help your aggressive fuckers to take up permanent residence. BUT, what would be an absolute certainty, is if we both blood-slammed him He ordered me to ingest the infection he just gave to me. - You wanna be blood-slammed boy? - What's that Uncle Jim? - It's where your Daddy Pete & I, draw our blood, and inject it into you. Then you'll know for absolute certain that you will get what you are after Before I knew it, I started frantically tugging at my neg dick, my eyes widened, my mouth lay open, and I was making these weird grunting noises. I think I gave them their answer. - Wanna take this to my place Pete? I have a Dungeon in my Basement, which I have had for 20 odd years now, so, it is very well equipped. - FUCK YEAH Jim. Perfect timing for him to have another hit of tina when we are there. I'll take us all in my car. It's only parked around the corner. You can give me instructions how to get to yours when we leave. C'mon let's hit the road, and give this nasTy cunt what he is BEGGING for. We got to reception, and Ben was still on shift. We'd known each other for years. He was a well behaved young Man. Nothing wrong with that. He said he wanted a word with me. Jim & Pete said they'd wait outside, and were stern with telling me not to keep them waiting long. - I heard what went on in the shower areas. Please tell me that wasn't you? My eyes glistened, and I smiled - Yes Ben, it was me, I know, naughty, we aren't meant to have sex in the shower areas, sorry - No, one of those guys comes here a lot. And, he is trouble. Please don't go with them. And as for what I heard went on, you can stay with me here behind the counter, and we can grab a bite to eat after my shift. And we can go to the clinic tomorrow and you can get PEP. - Thing is Ben, I don't want PEP. This is the life I have craved for years, and I am now embracing it. Thank you for caring. I know you mean well. See you next week for our Coffee & Cake afternoon we already have planned. Bye mate.

Part 43 　 As we were coming down from our orgasms, I glanced over towards Hank. He was just groaning out his release of his toxic cum into the boyfriend of the guy who had just fucked me and I was pretty certain that new guy was going to join the poz club soon. His gaping hole was visible from where I lay and was dripping poz cum and Randy, the stripper was just walking up and had a huge hard on and his mammoth cock was ready to inject another load into that previously neg hole. As Randy got ready to ram his cock into the guy, he all at once, held up, and drove his fingers in first. He just rammed them hard and almost destroyed the poor guys hole while dragging his nails on the way out. He did this several times and I could see blood starting to flow and the guy was almost in tears. Then Randy rammed his mammoth cock in deep in one hard thrust, telling the guy, you are definitely going home with HIV tonight now. He then started to just plainly assault the guys hole, which had to tear it even more. The poor guy was whimpering but seemed to be getting almost as much pleasure out of it as pain. He was gasping for breath, also. I was so intent on watching that hole destruction, I didn't notice that Hank had crawled up between my, still wide open legs, and then all at once he stuck his cock into my dripping hole deep. I almost jumped clear off of the couch I was on. He clamped his lips to mine and his tongue invaded my mouth as he started to stroke his cock in and out of my hole. I was totally into it almost immediately and was pushing my ass back onto him on every in thrust, trying to get him deeper and deeper into me. Since Hank had cum already a couple of times that evening, I knew I was in for a long session of my hole being used. We pushed and pulled and caressed each other, over and over again. We almost broke the couch down as it was creaing under us from the pounding. Almost an hour went by before I could feel Hank's cock start to grow and get even harder and I knew he was almost ready to cum. My own cock was twitching and tickling me and I knew I was close also. Another couple of minutes later and I was yelling, I am cumming and my cock spurted and Hank told me my ass was squeezing his cock and he was going to explode and then did, erupting deep inside me and spilling me with his highly toxic cum. OMG, another load of HIV in me, I had now lost count, but wow what magnificent sex. I glanced at the clock and it was almost midnight now.

Part 25 Home Slice We arrived back home and I we surprised to find Robbie waiting for me. He told me that I needed to go see my mother right away, somethings happened to my father. He wouldn’t tell me anything more but said I could let him drive. We rode over to my house in silence. When we pulled up I noticed numerous cars parked in the driveway and on the street. I walked in to have my mother hug me as she cried, “Chris, I’m sorry to tell you, your father was mugged and apparently he tried to fight back and the mugger shot him. They rushed him to the hospital where he died.” I wasn’t sure what to feel. My mother just got me my son of a bitch father is dead. Part of me is sad, but part of me is glad I don’t have to have him to deal with any more. I knew he was trying to cause trouble for Dante, and that wouldn’t have be good. I hugged my mother tightly before friends and family members who were there to pay their respects began to comfort me. Dante I knew Robbie was taking Home Slice to his mother’s where he would learn on his father’s death. I'd never tell him that Miguel and I played a role in his father’s death. It was necessary since his father was starting to stir up trouble accusing me of raping his son. This accusation could mean brought undue attention possibly causing trouble for my business. Now that he's dead there’s no one screaming to the police to investigate the rape allegation. Home Slice told the police a while back that he willingly consented we we had sex. Of course he omitted that he was high as fuck, but he never said no and asked to be fucked. I introduced Keanu to the crew that was hanging out. I told them that he is now part of our crew (this let them know that he’d been fucked by me since that’s how someone becomes part of our crew). I could see a couple of them eyeing him up and down ready to pounce on his ass and cock. He quickly made new friends and I started to figure who I should team him with to learn the business. Before I knew it, a small group headed out to the patio, stripped naked and jumped into the pool. They began to kiss and feel each other’s naked bodies. They then moved the action to the pool house where I turned on the camera to watch the action. They put Keanu in the sling as a pipe was pulled out and they stared smoking while someone prepare slams for all to enjoy. I kept watching as I recorded everything as they slammed Keanu first. I’m sure that they were pleasantly surprised to see his 7.5” cock go rock hard as he coughed and ride his rush. They spent most of the day fucking each other. Keanu settled into our crew perfectly. He became one of my best sellers, especially when he learned how to get extra cash for his poz seed. There was always someone out there wanting themselves or another person pozzed up. Home Slice figured out that Miguel and I had his father killed. He didn’t get angry when he figured it out, he knew it had to be done. He then proceed to slam himself with the biggest slam he’d ever done and I fucked him non stop for 6 hours.

Hey guys, FTM here. This thread makes me so happy. As a gay guy, it’s just recently I’ve discovered that the community is much more open about us than I originally thought. I’m in Vegas and always looking for friends… With benefits of course. ? Oh, and I totally use the words pussy and cunt. Probably more than I should. Lol. I’m open to talk, it really takes a lot to offend me.

Part 5; Sex is not normally allowed in the shower area, but an incredible show was just about to be put on, so, I am sure the rules could be bent on this one occasion! We got to the shower area, and there were two showers free. We took the end one, where I at his command held onto the bit that held the shower head that was firmly in the wall. Some guys were showering, some were drying, and some were passing through to get to another part of the sauna. His voice boomed out; - May I have your attention please my fellow good Men? I am HIV+, I have the strain that I first became infected with in the late 80s, and the Cuban strain that I acquired more recently due to being a fucked up nasTy sex pig. Now this sexy handsome young Man wants something from me, don't you. - Yes Sir - Tell the good people what it is you want from me - I want you to infecT me with your poz cum Sir - You have been begging me to infecT you, haven't you boy - Yes Sir, and I will continue to beg for as long as it takes for you to give me what I want, and what I as a worthless FAGGOT deserve! Someone from the gathering crowd piped up; - Fuck YEAH, I gotta see this nasTy horny sh!t go down He took my towel away from me, revealing my pert tight high round ASS - Holy sh!t, I wish it was me that was knocking up that cutie! I suddenly felt his nasTy piece of AIDS-Meat slapping on my ASS cheeks - What's my viral load boy, remember? - Isn't it 13.3 Million copies, Sir - Yes boy, well done, but louder so everyone can hear you. What is Sir's viral load? - 13.3 Million Sir *I said , raising my voice* I think he was trying to humiliate me, which turned me on to no end. He turned to the crowd, which was building ... - So, are there any objections? I stood up straight to get a good look at everyone. And everyone seemed to be fully erect, most stroking their hard Dicks. I think everyone was excited to witness my life change! I suddenly caught the eye of another AIDS fucker, looking at my Sir with an evil looking smirk, as though to say, 'I know your game, because I play it too' ... He walked over, sporting his Bio-hazard tattoo on his left pec. He also was yellow, skinny, and gaunt. FUCK, did I pick the right day or whaT to come here. He re-positioned me to how I was before I stood up straight, stood to the side of me, parted my ASS cheeks; - Go on mate, fuck your boy. Do NOT make him wait any longer. I felt my AIDS God grab my hips, and penetrate me and begin fucking my eager begging to be pozzed, neg cunt. As he fucked he spanked my bubble cheeks. - Oh Fuck YEAH. Your cunT is feeling very warm and silky wrapped around my Death-weapon, and soon I am going to take full ownership of it, boy! - Fuck Sir, I have secretly waited years for this moment to cum, when a REAL Man would claim full ownership of me by giving me his DNA ~ I CANNOT wait! My AIDS God's soon to be partner in crime began to make himself fully present in our worlds from here on in; - I heard ALL of what you both said. The entire dialogue! Fucking NASTY mate! I am unmedicated too, and also have a super-infection. But I have Hep C, also. - I have Hep C too - Oh yeah, know your Genotype? Mine is 6! - Mine is 2! - GREAT! My HIV super-infection is subtype AE. Between the pair of us we've got plenty to keep his immune system very busy. - Join us in my private cabin when we are done here if ya like. - Fuckin' DONE mate! They are having this conversation whilst my Sir is fucking me, attention not even on me, just being used like some piece of Fuck-Meat, and I couldn't have asked for more, or been happier, although, I was about to get MUCH more! The new AIDS Daddy that had joined us pulled my cheeks apart ... 'Go on mate, infecT him .... INFEEEEECT HIIIIIIM' The second time he said it was really loud. MY AIDS God picked up his pace and it kept hitting my prostate each time he was in deep. And that was it, I started pumping my neg cum without my cock even being touched. I felt a powerful electrical surge rage through my body, as I hyperventilated, whimpered, and screamed in extreme poz-itive ecstasy. Now that my prostate had it's release, my cunt really began to feel the invasion on each thrust. It felt like I was being stretched by clouds and razor-blades at the same time, and I was fucking floating on them! A guy about 1 foot away from me, in a shower, kept pressing the water each time it stopped to keep himself wet, as he tugged on his Big Dick, looking at me, mouthing stuff like; 'Fucking AIDS whore', and 'Nasty Poz FAGGOT' with an intense evil grin. Then the momenT came where my life changed. - OH FUCK YEAH, I am about to inject my lethal poison into you. You ready boy? - YES. Knock me up Sir. Fucking own my soul Sir with your Demon seed! Then came about 15 seconds of intense, hard, demon power fucking, THEN, he started to cum, and when I say cum, he roared like something that didn't even sound Human. He really sank into my hips with his fingers. Through his roaring I could hear whoever was watching either grunt as they shot their load, clapping, or cheering. His filthy toxic sperm didn't have the usual wet and warm feeling. It felt wet, and ... HOT. It actually felt like it was burning. And I fully accepted it, as it bathed in my charged up cunT.

Part 4; One thing he wasn't wearing when we met, was his military Leather cap, and keeping his Leather knee length Boots on the cap went on too. Oh FUCK; Can you imagine, a wasted skinny gaunt guy, with full Beard, totally naked except his Cock-Ring, knee length Boots with a Leather military cap? I looked at him, and thought, 'What a fucking God'. My very own AIDS God! I 'SO' needed him to be running through my veins forever, and, I NEEDED that to happen IMMEDIATELY! My cunt was literally twitching internally, massaging my prostate. He was stood outside his door waiting for me to follow. At this moment I couldn't move. I had my hands on the wall, my ASS arched right out, completely dripping with sweat, breathing heavily. 'C'mon boy. It's show time' 'OMG Sir, I think I am about to cum' He wasn't touching me, I wasn't touching me, but what was about to happen to me, and the Tina, fuck, they were touching me alright. He gave an evil smirk. He walked back in, leaving the door open this time, and groped and slapped my butt cheeks for a few minutes. He then gripped my waist tightly and said loudly; - The thought of me infecTing you with HIV is turning you on is it, boy? - Yes Sir. I NEED to be infecTed. And I WANT it to be you, no one else. You are my chosen Gifter - You definitely want it? - Yes Sir! - Then BEG for it you nasTy pig - Oh PLEASE Sir, infecT me - InfecT you with what? - With your two strains of HIV, Sir - You mean you want my toxic DNA to be embedded in your system, for LIFE? - Yes Sir - Then Beg. I fucking said BEG - InfecT me Sir, with your aggressive toxic DNA ... PLEEEEEEEASE! The end of his Dick had been pressing against my cunT since he gripped my waist, then suddenly, he slid in, balls deep, and started pumping Hard & Fast in my hungry neg cunt. - Oh Fuck Yeah, you nasTy fuck. Love to see those sores on my Dick go in and out, as your outer cunt grips onto my toxic Fuck-weapon! Oh ay ay, looks like we have an audience already. Boy, look out towards the door ... I looked, and stood at the entrance to my God's cabin were 3 Men, all naked, all beating off their beautiful Dicks. One of them piped up and said; - We heard what you said. Fucking nasTy, and completely HOT. Wish it was me you were Fucking & Breeding. - Sounds like we just got our first rave review boy, time to take this to a bigger audience, time to hit the showers! We stopped fucking, I wrapped my towel around me, he locked his cabin, and off we went. I felt like I was walking the Pearly Gates to Heaven.

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.

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 ?☣️?

Hi all I am following this site from sometime now and love this site. Finally I signed up and wanted to share a real incident that happened this 4th July 15, 2018 vacation. Little background I am in a relationship with my boyfriend for now 10+ years now. We are Indians and in India its not that easy to be gay. We met through a hooking site and from first date after months of chatting we were in love. We used to meet every weekend from Friday night till Sunday night. Sex was awesome atleast once everyday during the weekend. All were going great but then I had to relocate to US (which I was declining because of him as I didn’t want not to see him) but finally we talked and he said go ahead with the opportunity and be back in 2 years. I left for US but I made sure to come back and see him atleast 3 times a year for a week. In the meantime he also tried to come to US as we were planning to settle in US and get married. Finally he came to US after 3.5 years I have been to US. Though we are in different cities in US but we meet often Lately our sex life has declined a lot we don’t have much sex he says he is going through midlife crises and so libido decreased (he is 38yrs and I m 32) but I am very sexual and horny guy. He is total top and I am vers love to fuck and to get fucked. He is very safe kind of person and even we have condom sex most of the time. I was monogamous once I met him. Once he shared his gmail password and after many months I thought of reading his gmail chats and found out while I was in US he was meeting other guys that just devasted me and I was mad and I confronted him he said just couple of times and nothing much just coffee and kiss that’s all I thought of breaking up but I love him so much I could not leave him but after couple of months when I thought of him fucking others kind of aroused me. We patched up after couple of months of not talking but now I decided to have sex with others as well after all why I should be the only one. I started hooking up but safe always. In US also when I went to his place I found a half used lube bottle and 9 condom pack that means he is having sex even in US with others behind my back but I didn’t confront him time as I know I cant live without him. But I started fucking around too and we two know that we are fucking others but we never talk about it and we pretend to be monogamous. This 4th July we went for a long trip to monument valley, zion, antelope and vegas. Now a days we don’t have much sex. We were in vegas staying a casino on stripe, we roamed around and then had drinks we went to our room and he ate and slept but I was still drinking. I was horny I went downstairs to casino and went to bar to have some more drinks and logged in to grindr. One gy from Ohio hit me we chatted a bit. i was drunk and horny as hell. He said he is with his friends and cannot host neither can I as my bf is sleeping in our room. He was a bottom and very particular about safe sex even his profile in grindr says in bold “ONLY SAFE SEX”. He asked where I am (he was also staying in the same casino) I told him the bar and in 5mins he showed up next to me. We chatted in bar and it got heated up he said at this time (it was around 2AM) we can go to pool area and he can suck me off. At that moment I just wanted to get sucked and either fuck or get fucked. I was scared as its public place and a stranger but after some chatting I said lets do it, lets go. Went to pool side and it was not dark at all and there was a guy sleeping there may be drunk. I was scred but he said its 2AM and nobody there and no one going to come. He then just went down unzipped me and started sucking me and man was he a good sucker!!! He sucked me deep and asked him to suck/lick my all and he was awesome. Then we kissed deep and then I again forced him to suck me deep and I lowered his shorts and started to fingering him. I started with 1 finger then 2 and then 3 while he is working on my dick. Then I turned him around and started eating his ass. After some time I started to rub my cock on his hole and whispered in his ear “condom?” he noded that he doesn’t have one and even I didn’t have one (I was with my boyfriend cant even think of hooking up with others). I was so disappointed and just kept on rubbing and I was so drunk and horny I started teasing his hole and started inserting tip of my cock to his hole and to my surprise he started moaning. I got courage (remember his profile says in bold safe sex and also in bar he said safe only) and inserted little more (I don’t know what I was thinking my bf is sleeping upstairs, he is always so safe event with me and here I am doing bareback). And finally I inserted my full dick bareback deep inside of him and he instead of resisting he moaned loudly (not that loudly, we are in public place near pool and its full lighted up). I continued to fuck him deep and deep and fast then I pulled out I didn’t want to cum inside him and made him to suck and boi he started to suck so nicely and started to lick my balls (balls and inner thighs are supper sensitive and turns me super horny). After sometime I just cant resist and tuned him and started fucking him again bareback he was moaning and started saying fuck me hard, give it to me and all. I was so turned on (I really take time to cum and can fuck for hour) and finally I came inside him. I was so feeling guilty and told him sorry and was pulling out but he said no be inside him it was awesome. Then he cleaned me up and I told him we are leaving afternoon may be around noon my bf will meet his colleague how works in IT in MGM and if possible I can fuck him gain. I went up to my room ate and slept hugging my boyfriend and he had no idea what I did. That feeling of cheating my boyfriend was so turn on I dont know why. Next day I got up at noon and my bf met and came back after meeting his colleague and I cudnt meet the guy again though he kept messaging. I had hooked up but when my bf was in other cities but first time he was with me and sleeping in our hotel room and i was breeding someone else and then I went back and cuddled and slept so arousing. We are back to SF and he will be going back to Chicago. I already scheduled an appointment with clinic to get Prep next week. Now I want to get fucked in bathhouse and 442. Am I normal? Becoming a slut? I need to open up my relation but don’t know how, how to talk to him about it? Should I tell him that I am going for prep or he will think I am being a slut? I know he is also fucking others but he is very safe always. I love him cant live without him but at the sametime we are not having sex at all and I am very sexual. What u guys say? How to open up? By the way its real story not a fiction.

I never had a bot or sub not wanting to drink my piss & be showered. I may be wrong but I think every gay bot drinks good male piss

"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."

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!

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.

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

Yesterday it was a nice and hot day here at the beach. I was free from work so Decided to go to the nudebeach a couple of miles from here. It was early so I got one of the better spots in the dunes and started tanning. Half an hour later a younger straight couple came by and landed a couple meters furder from where I was. They couldn't see me half but I could see the spot were the guy was laying very clear. I would say that they where around 19 and both look very hot and sexy. The guy had short dark hair, a swimmersbody and a nice cock between hit leggs. The girl had long blond hair, firm tits and a slim body. Since I am gay she looked nice, but I was hot for him. After an hour I went for a swim and it was not to long after I was in the sea that the couple came and joined me. We started talking and they told me they where from germany. They told me they live at a trailerpark and loved to be naked all day. After our swim they came and lay with me. They asked me stuff about my hometown and why I was there alone. When I told them I have a daddy and that he was on holliday they where interested in my sexlife. I told them some things and I saw the guy getting hard. The girl told me that they dated a lot of couples and that they both are bi-sexual and loved to fool around with the samesex whet they dated couples. After a while her phone rang and she told us she was going for a walk while talking to the phone. When she was out of sight the guy (who introduced himself as Danny) came and sit close to me. He said that he was hard because of my stories and said that I had a nice big dick. He grabbed my dick and started stroking it. I was so horny that I took his dick in my mouth and I started sucking him. His cock tasted like sex and I loved it. After a couple of minutes he came down on my cock and sucked me like a pro. When my cock was rockhard and wet he lay in front of me and lined his hole in frond of my cock. I was surprised, but shoved it in his ass and by my surprise he was wet and open. I started fucking him hard and he whispered in my ear that I needed to be quick. I moaned and told him he had a nice lose and wet hole. Sloppy you mean he said and told me he loved baresex. That brpught me over the edge and I shoot my load deep in his willing hole. When I finished I pulled out and he sucked me clean. He gave me a note and told me to call him an hpur after they wpuld leave. After half an hour Sandy came back and told me they needed to go because she was meeting a friend in an other city and that danny needed to go to the gym. After 15 minutes I got so excited that I packed up my stuff and went home. On the way home I watched the nudes I took from Danny when we finished fucking and my cock was throbbing. Finally home I took a shower, cleaned my ass and put on some porn. When the hour was passed I picked up my phone and called Danny. He picked up the phone in a sec and moaned that he was licking up my sperm and wanted my adress. After 10 minutes he nocked on my door and there he was, tanktop, sweatpants and sneakers. When he came in he took down my sweatpants and started sucking my hard cock. I grabbed his head and fucked his mouth hard and deep. Then I turned around and he licked my ass, damn was I in heaven. We did some dirtytalk and he stoot up and shoved his hard 7 inch in my willing hole. He fucked me hard for a couple of minutes saying he loved fucking gayguys bareback. After speeding up his pace he breeded me deep and I felt his sperm shoot deed inside me. Damn was I in heaven again. We kissed like crazy and I led him to my bedroom. We took some beer and he begged me to fuck him hard all day. My cock was rockhard and he started telling me he loved cheating his girl and even lets his friends seduce his girl and let them fuck her. I grabbed him and rammed my barecock in his wet hole. I fucked him hard, dumped my load and continuing to fuck him. After 3 hours of fucking I dumped my 6th load of the day and collapsed beside him. His hole was dripping my cum and even I had a wt hole with 3 loads in it. He told me it was the hottest man on man sex he had ever had and that he loved all the cum in his ass. He didn't asked my status but only told me he loved the risk. He left after we took a shower and told me he would be back the next day till his holliday ends in about 4 weeks.. I am still rockhard writing this and he just left an hour ago with 2 loads in his ass.. Who knows I write down more stories to come. I hope my daddy will like him when he comes back next sunday..

Because it feels soooo good to release a pent-up load of sperm inside a warm tight hairy manhole.

A guy approached me on bbrt and said he was looking to drop a load. Since that usually works out 1% of the time where I live I was like sure. His pic was cute enough. Ill be damned if he wasn't right on time like he said. Only his pic was from 100 lbs and about 20 years ago. Normally that lie pisses me off but fuck it. I could tell in his face he was pleased by what he saw in me. I was in nothing but a red jock strap. I could see his dick get hard through his baggy shorts. I turned by back to him and played with my asshole. Really got up in there. By now his cock was at full attention. I asked him to get comfortable, relax, and enjoy the ride. I could sense he was nervous. Was it me? Did I intimidate him. I'm not a bad looking guy. (I hate conceited people so I don't want to come across that way) People even say I'm very good looking. I'll put it like this...I'd fuck me. Anyway, I didn't want him to be uncomfortable or nervous for any reason. I asked him whens the 'last peice of ass he got?' He said that it had been a year. I said 'thats about to end'. I told him to sit on the couch. I got on all fours on the couch next to him and shoved my face in his crotch. I can deep throat like a mother fucker and in one mouthfull I had his cock down past my lungs. He mumbled weakly "oh my god'. I sucked his dick like it was a snake bite..for a while. He said 'whatever you want' when I asked him how he wanted to fuck me. Without telling him what my plan was I stood up and sat on his cock. I do keigals all the time. My shit is tight. I rode his dick hard. I would pull his dick completely out, slowly back down on his dick head, then thrust it hard all the way in, pull it out quickly, then start all over. He started to smile. It was the cutest, happiest smile I'd ever seen. As he started to come I pulled out then shoved it back in my hole with a vengence and his eyes crossed. I'd never seen that. So I sat there sucking his dick with my ass muscles until he had given me his whole load. when I stood up a pint of cum ran down my leg. It was hot. As he left he said thank you but not meekly like he talked when he first entered the room. He said it with bravado and confidence. I don't mean to take a cheap anon hookup and make it something existential...but something happened. I'm not even saying it was me. I just think a kind approach and a good piece of ass can change someone's whole outlook, maybe even change them. Whatever it was I felt good about it.

At the tubs last night, I entered the orgy/dark area and noticed a poz bud playing with a hot, built guy, so I joined them for some sucking and kissing, and ended-up sitting and holding the hot guy while my poz mate rimmed his hole. “Fuck, no one has ever done that before!” he whispered to me. I kissed him deeply and asked if he liked being fucked, knowing what was coming. “I’ve only ever been fucked once, it hurt like hell." “How come?” I asked. “I’m straight, only ever been here once before. My girlfriend would kill me,” he replied as his tongue moved back into my mouth. My poz bud, meanwhile, had commenced sliding his well-lubed fingers into the straight boy's ass, occasionally rubbing his cock on the straight-boy’s hole every now. After a few such hints the straight-boy quietly asked me “Is he gonna fuck me? Should I get a condom?” “Just relax and enjoy it, mate. Here, suck on my cock. It will take your mind off your ass while he slides in." By now the straight boy and I weren’t whispering because I wanted my poz bud to know it was okay to slide on in. The straight guy tensed up as his hole was forced open. "Fuck that hurts,” he remarked. "It will be okay," I replied, adding “he’ll hold there until you get used to it.” Which my bud in fact did. I meanwhile re-positioned myself so I was on my back, my legs in the air, and presented my ass saying "Lick my hole while he pounds yours.” Apparently straight-boy was only too happy to do. I let him rim me for a while before moving back to holding him while he sucked my pole. I could only just see in the darkness but I felt as much as I saw my poz bud unload in the straight-boy’s hole and I pushed my cock down his throat as I felt it. My poz bud asked "Swap?” I moved around behind the straight-boy. “You aren’t gonna fuck me too are you?” he asked looking over his shoulder as I lined-up my dick. “Yep, I sure am,” I smiled back. “You guys are turning me into a complete slut! Go slow, you are way bigger than his cock." “Of course,” I replied, sliding in to his ass no slower than I normally would. He grunted under me remarking "Damn, I can’t take it all!” “Yes you can” I said and I pushed him down from doggie to flat on his gut and really started pounding him. My cock was really well lubed from the spit and the poz load already in his guts. He was still really tight and the feeling was amazing but I wanted to fuck him for a while, hoping other guys would come and watch his conversion. As it turned out it was a slow night and it was just me, my poz bud and the straight-boy the whole time. My straight-boy was moaning and groaning and really enjoying it, he even started pushing up to meet my thrusts. After about 10 minutes of hard pumping I pushed in deep, grunted and planted my own toxic seed in his belly. I collapsed, laying on his back for a couple of minutes before I rolled onto my side, all the time holding his beautifully built body tight against my own, kissing his neck and caressing his tits. My poz bud got down and started sucking straight-boy’s cock and it didn’t take him long to blow. My now soft, poz dick slid out of his well fucked hole in the process. My poz bud came up and shared straight-boy’s sperm with the two of us as we shared a three-way kiss-and-cuddle. Five minutes later we were all in the showers chatting and washing each other, still enjoying the afterglow of a hot fuck session. The straight-boy said he had to go and headed to the change area. I held up my hand to my poz bud and he hi-5’d me as we both started grinning. “Reckon we got him?’ my poz bud asked. “Don’t know” I replied, “but either way, he’ll be back.”

The Intern Part 4 Montgomery was quickly up on his feet, his dick as hard as a steel beam, still encased in his boxer briefs, with a noticeable wet spot growing. Nathan wasn’t as quick. He was still coherent and mobile, just a few steps slower. The drugs were definitely doing their work. The familiar scene let Montgomery know that this kid was as good as poz and would be an enjoyable toy to use for at least until the following morning. He reached out with his muscular arm and steadied the soon-to-be pig. “Damn son, you are even hotter when you are tweaked out of your mind.” Nathan gave him a goofy grin. He pulled the boy into him, one hand on his firm ass, giving it a squeeze, and the other, gently pushing some stray hairs from his forehead. This move always worked. It was loving and tender. The kid smiled and nuzzled his head into Montgomery’s muscled chest. He kneaded the jockboy’s ass with both hands as the kid craned his neck up, asking for a kiss without actually saying a word. Montgomery obliged and gave the kid a passionate kiss. A kiss full of lust and hunger that the kid mistook for love and unbridled affection. He melted into Montgomery, the last of his doubts gone as he gave in and let his man assault his mouth. Aware of the kid giving in, Montgomery moved one hand up, grabbed a handful of hair and roughly pulled back. Taken by surpise, Nathan looked at Montgomery in shock. The stud’s eyes were full of heat and a little bit of…anger? “Open your fucking mouth,” he commanded. After a seconds of mulling it over, Nathan did as he was told, lost in the moment, feeling this man’s cock pulse against his own. Montgomery saw the brief moment of hesitation and shock and thought he scared him. But the drugs had their desire effect and the boy opened his mouth and before he could change his mind, he spit. Most of it landed in the kid’s mouth, but some landed on his nose, right check and underneath his right eye. Nathan flinched and instinctively went to wipe his face. Before he could, Montgomery interrupted, “Leave it faggot. Get your ass into the bedroom. I’m right behind you.” He gave a firm slap and marveled at how tight it felt. He licked his lips as the boy went off to find the bedroom. Montgomery sent one last text: “Don’t bother calling, door is unlocked. Have a seat in the living room, smoke a bowl and wait for my signal. This faggot has no clue he’s about to be destroyed.” Without waiting for a reply, he quickly unlocked the door, left one his pipes on the coffee table with a baggie of his stash. He grabbed the wooden box and went to join Nathan. When he walked into the room, Nathan was lying in bed, eyes closed and slowly jacking his cock. “What did I fucking say, boy? Hands off your fuck stick!” Nathan’s eyes shot open and quickly put his hands to his side. “Sorry, I’m just so fucking horny.” “I know. I'm about to take care of that.” A smile crept across Nathan’s face as he put his hands behind his head, giving his cock a flex, letting Montgomery know he was ready for his throat again. “I’ll get back to your cock in a moment, but until then you need to do something for me.” Nathan sat up, intrigued. “See those next to you? Put them on.” Nathan hadn’t given much thought to was on the bed. He saw a red and black jock strap and a black harness. “Dude, hell yeah” He said as he reached over and began to put them on. Surprisingly the boy had them both on faster than Montgomery could have imagined. Nathan saw how hot his Adonis was and was excited to hopefully look just as hot. After he had his new gear on, he sat back in time for Montgomery to hand him a loaded pipe. “Hit that a few times.” He handed the boy the torch and watched to make sure he was okay on his own. He fumbled with it for a second, before he had it lit. “Not so close. Lower the flame a little. Good job, son. Take three big hits.” He then turned and opened his television cabinet, then moved to his computer to make sure the web cam was ready to go when the time came. He turned in time to see the first cloud linger in the air as Nathan clicked the torch for number two. “There you go, you’re doing a great job.” Nathan’s eyes glanced over to Montgomery and he smiled with the pipe still in his mouth. He opened the bedside drawer, removed the points, tourniquet, swabs, and lube and placed them on the television stand in front of the bed. The kid exhaled cloud number two and sat back and enjoyed the high while he watched Montgomery. “What’s that?” he asked, looking over Montgomery’s shoulder. “You’ll find out soon enough. One more hit, boy. Now.” His eyes found Montgomery’s and he saw he was serious. He forgot about what he was just thinking and heated the pipe one more time. From the wooden box, Montgomery removed a metal canister and gave it a slight shake to confirm the presence of the shards he kept in there. He also removed a bottle of poppers and threw both next to Nathan’s feet. “You’re high as fuck, aren’t you boy?” A sheepish grin came to Nathan’s face and he gave a nod. “Fuck yeah I am. I feel fucking great.” “Good. Hand me the pipe.” Nathan awkwardly sat up, pipe in one hand, torch in the other, and made his way on his knees to the foot of the bed where Montgomery waited. He handed him the pipe, and now that he was closer, he saw four orange objects in plain view. “Look at me,” Montgomery growled. Nathan made eye contact, but his curiosity got the better of him and he glanced back over the shoulder. He knew the kid would look, so he used the moment to teach him a lesson. He quickly dropped the torch on the bed and with his free hand he reached up and slapped the boy. First the hair pulling and now a slap. Nathan would never allow this to happen in any other situation, but he gave in. He wasn’t thinking straight. He felt familiar memories creep to the front of his mind. He remembered slapping some whores who would be sucking his dick. He could see it, like a cloudy memory, but it was gone. “You need to know your place, boy. Now, since I was kind enough to suck your dick, I think it’s only fair that you return the favor. After all, you’re in my house, I gave you my drugs and you’re even wearing my gear. Reach down and take my cock out, I promise you you’ll like it. Nathan looked into his eyes, then down at the cock aching to be sprung free. Then back up into Montgomery’s eyes. Montgomery gave a nod and Nathan reached down and pulled the briefs out and away and gasped as the beast was set free. “See, he likes you. No, give it a kiss,” he said as he gently guided the boys mouth to his cock. Nathan took Montgomery into his mouth as he looked up and saw the stud flick the torch and light the bowl. Slowly he worked the cock, doing his best to please the man who had made him already feel so good. “Look up at me, faggot. I want to see your fucking dilated pupils.” Nathan was in an awkward position. Even as tall as Montgomery was, his bed was high off the ground as well. His ass was up in the air as he maneuvered is upper body as close to the mattress as possible to get more of the cock in his mouth. As he was doing his best, he could have sworn he heard a door open and close down the hall. But that thought drifted away as his head was engulfed in a white cloud.

FYI, there's a new party starting in SF - horsemarketsf.com . The first one will be the week before Dore Alley street fair. Hopefully, I will be attending one soon!

I had secretly fantasized about getting charged up. I'm a bareback bottom , love to get fucked, and having a guy breed my hole. The idea of having a hot guy fuck me and blow his dirty seed in all in my ass had inspired many spank marathons. I'm sure that I have taken a poz load before not knowing the status of whoever was fucking me or really even caring for that matter. I had never knowingly let a guy that was pozfuck me. One night I was cruising all the slut sites looking for other bareback guys to play with when this really hot guy messaged me. He said that he had read in my profile that I liked to go bare and that I was a btm. He told me that he was looking for a hole to use for the evening. That got my attention I had never been submissive and must admit it had been another fantasy of mine to completely give up control. He asked me if I was into pnp and I told him that I do party sometimes. We chatted a little while with the standard Q&A, u know how big, what position, where to cum. Then I asked poz/neg? He responded with poz. I told him that I was neg. To which he responded "u want to get a charged load n u tonight?" I was shocked and very turned on, I asked him if he fucked neg guys bareback. He told me he did all the time and that he even hosted several conversion partys. I wasn't familiar with the term, he explained that a conversion party was were a group of poz tops get together and breed a neg guy. The sole reason purpose was to spread dirty seed, and infect the neg btm. Before I could answer he asked me if I liked to pnp. I told him that I did, but I didn't have any party supplies. He said that if I wanted I could come over to his place and get ass fucked and get high. He asked me if I had ever slammed, I told him that I had been slammed before but I was terrified of needles. "I'm very good at slamming others" he returned. Should I go? The thought of getting slammed and pounded was so tempting but was I ready to take that step towards becoming poz? "I might ass well" I responded. He gave me directions and I was on my way. When I got to his house we sat and talked a while. He told me that he was going to enjoy planting his dirty seed in me, then asked me if I liked groups. I told him yes and he said good that he would get us slammed then have a few of his top buddies stop by and load my ass. He told me that I was going be a cum dump for him and his friends. I asked him if the guys were poz or neg he told me that they were poz. This made my dick begin to grow. He got the slam ready and did me first. When he released the belt on my arm I could feel the rush hit me instantly. Then came the cough. It was very strong. He did himself and sat down on the bed next to me. I started sucking his dick while I was taking off my clothes. He stood up bent me over the side of the bed, lubed my hole up with some elbow grease that was laying on the bed, and shoved his dick all the way in. Normally this would have brought tears to my eyes and a fist to his face, but it didn't even really hurt, I guess I was so high that I couldn't feel it. It wasn't long before he started to pound really hard and said he was about to cum. He stopped and pulled out and made me tell him that I wanted his seed. Which I told him. He managed to get his dick back inside me, and with a few hard thrust he unloaded in my hole. He walked out of the room and told me to stay put. When he returned he had a collar and some restraints, which he fastened on my wrist, ankles, and neck. Then I followed him into another room, it was a play room, with a sling, TV playing porn, fuck bench, some toys and lube and a computer set up with a web cam. He helped me into the sling and hooked the restraints to the chain supports. Then started to cruise the sex sites for tops to come and try out my hole. In no time 15 or 20 mins. there were three guys in line to blow their load in tight hole, and five more on the way. I realized that I had just came to this guy's house let him drop a charged load n me and now was going to be a cum dump for whoever accepted his invitation, and I hadn't even gotten my benefactor's name. He walked over to the sling and let me know that the web cam was on and I was going to be used all weekend. There must have been ten or more guys that had charged my ass with dirty seed before the slam started to fade away. He could tell that I was beginning to come down and he mixed up a booty bump and told me to get on the floor face down with my ass in the air, as he unlocked the restraints. Once I was on the floor he inserted the booty bump and told me to squeeze my ass tight so that the booty bump and all the spunk wouldn't drip out. As I started to feel my stomach cramp up from the booty bump he dressed me and told me that we were going to the baths and that I was going to take all loads. He rented one of the sling rooms and told me to get into the sling as he mixed up another booty bump. I secured the restraints myself, all but one arm. He came over secured the last arm and started to insert another booty bump. I told him that I was okay for now. To this he responded by placing a ball gag n my mouth and continued with my booty bump. It had only been about twenty minutes since the last one. Now I was so high that I couldn't focus or see straight. He began to fuck me again, telling my how sloppy my hole was and that when he had fucked me the first time that he had ripped me. He said that he knew because when he pulled out there was blood all over his dick. He said that was a good thing, it would make it easier to ensure that my neg status was gone for good. Then he told me that he had used a .4 needle for my slam and that when he slammed me, there was still a good bit of his poison blood in it, and now it was running thru my veins. He must have been fucking me for at least an hour, not that I was complaining. My ass was so hungry from the booty bumps that the only thing I could think about was getting more dick. He shot another death load in me then opened the door and walked away. It was a few mins before the first guy walked in and began to get his dick hard so that he could fuck me. He was a much older man probably 55 or 60 but he had a huge cock. He came after about five mins of fucking, wiped his dick off and left. I didn't realize that there was a group of four guys waiting, they took turns one after the other all loading my eager ass. A while later my friend returned, closed the door and mixed up a huge booty bump. He squeezed it into my hole and for good measure he pushed a large rock of meth up my ass with his finger. He massaged it until it was completely dissolved. Then he removed the ball gag and asked me how I was doing. I was so high I couldn't hardly answer but I managed to say that I was feeling a little dizzy and hot. He gave me a bottle of water and told me to drink it all as he unlocked the restraints. I drank the water and instantly began to feel better. He said that he had to leave to do something but that he would be back. Then he told me that he had left a message on the all the dry erase boards saying there was a "eager ass in the sling room taking all loads POZ IS A PLUS" as he left. I knew that I should probably get up and leave but the meth was starting to take effect. So I waited. It wasn't long before a line began to form, I eagerly took every load that was offered. I'm not sure how long I was there in the sling room or how many guys filled my hole with their juice. When I finally started to come down from the meth climbed out of the sling, put on my clothes, and left the bath house. I felt so trashy when I walked into the day light, like everyone knew what I had just done. Not to mention that there was a wet place on the ass of my jeans where some of the spunk had slipped out of my now opened hole. It has been a few months since that happened so I'm not sure what my status is but I did feel like I had the flu about 2 or 3 weeks after it happened. [For the record - be really careful about drug use guys. Drug use can definitely kill you and while a few can manage their drug use, many others can't and you never know which camp you'll be in... Plus, real sluts don't need drugs to be slutty...]

PART ONE My name is David and I’m an athletic 20 y/o straight guy. Correction: I thought I was!!! I used to spend my weekends hanging out with my girlfriend, but now I spend them lying in a sling getting gangbanged and getting my as filled up with loads of cum. I knew my GF since I was 9 y/o and I thought that I was in love with her, so I didn’t explore my sexuality. In one night I was converted all thanks to some white crystals. It all started a few months ago when my GF and I broke up because she was fucking another guy. To be honest… I felt relieved. Finally I could also spend time with my friends in the weekends. Not that I hardly see them; 7 years ago we started a Parkour (free-running) team after we saw some YouTube vids about it, so you could find us after classes or work at the park or by the abandoned parking garage practicing our moves and jumps. My best friend is Brian, he’s 18 y/o (nearly 19) and coincidently also the younger brother of my ex GF. Brian was a bit different than the rest. When he became 16 he started in the weekends by staying out all night, no one knew where he was. His parents grounded him but without any effect; he just sneaked out when he had the change. He always came home after a few days, so after a while his parents gave up. Around the same I also saw that he had a few tattoos on his body. My first weekend as a free man was coming up so I asked Brian if he wanted to hang out. He told me that his parents weren’t home that weekend so we could do whatever we liked. So later that evening I went over to Brian’s house. Brian opened the door shirtless. I could see that he had a lot more tattoos on his toned body than when I saw them for the first time. ‘Is your sis also home?’, I asked. ‘She’s out and probably won’t come home tonight. So don’t worry!’ he replied. We watched a movie, but I was keeping an eye on the door; I didn’t want to see her cheating face. ‘Dude, relax! Be glad that you’re a free man. Time to start living!’, said Brian. ‘You’re right! But I’m not as laid back as you!’, I replied. He asked ‘Wanna smoke some weed?’. ‘No! I tried that once and became ill’, I answered. ‘In that case… I have something else that doesn’t make you ill… and it will also help you relax’, Brian said. I wanted to say ‘No’ but Brian interrupted me: ‘What did I just said… live a bit!’. ‘Trust me!’, he added. I smiled and nodded. He came back with a burner and a glass pipe with a bowl on the end. He got a bag with a small amount of white crystals and he loaded the contents of the bag in the bowl. The he heated the bowl with the burner and took a deep hit. After 10 seconds he exhaled and said ‘Up for it?’. I nodded. Brian heated the bowl and placed the pipe at my mouth. I followed his instructions and inhaled deep and kept it in for about 10 seconds. ‘You have to take 4 more hits’ Brian said. After the fourth I could feel my body relax. I gave the pipe back to Brian and he also took 5 deep hits. A warm glow went thru my body. ‘When the heat gets to much it’s best to take of your shirt!’ Brian said. ‘Isn’t necessary I think!’, I replied. But a few minutes later I took my shirt off. ‘Shall I switch the movie to some porn?’, Brian asked. ‘Sounds good’, I replied. I felt horny as hell and started rubbing my cock thru my shorts. I saw that Brian got the pipe and took some hits, he than he handed over the pipe and I also took some hits. Brian pulled down his shorts and started to stroke his cock. ‘You don’t mind, do you?!’ he asked. I replied by doing the same. It wasn’t hard to miss that Brian’s cock was larger than my 8 inches. ‘Damn! I knew that my cock was large but yours is even bigger!’, I said. ’Just under 10 inches’, he replied. After stroking our own cocks for 20 minutes I asked for another hit. Brian replied: ‘Sorry dude, we used up the small amount I had!’. ‘Too bad! I made me feel so hot and submissive!’, I replied. ‘We can get some more!’, he said. I looked at Brian. He continued: ‘Friends of mine always have enough, so we can pick up some there. It’s only a 10 minute drive when we take your car’. ‘Don’t they mind?’, I asked. ‘No they won’t… so let’s go… the quicker we go, the quicker we’re back!’, Brian said. So I grabbed my car keys and we drove to Brian’s friends. We arrived at an apartment building. We walked inside, the doorman and Brian greeted each other. When we stepped in to the elevator Brian typed a code on the keypad and pressed the button for the penthouse floor. When we stepped out of the elevator we enter a hallway. At the end we came in a huge living room. Brian cut across towards an other hall, I followed him. We came at a door and I could here loud music and muffled voices coming from behind it. ‘Wait here!’, Brian said. He entered the room, but forgot to fully close the door. I heard moaning and other strange noises. I started to get curious and pushed the door a bit more open so I could see what was happening. I saw naked men fucking and sucking other men. I saw a young guy (18-19 y/o) laying in a sling with his wristed tied behind his back. A black guy with a huge cock walked towards the guy. He rubbed some spit on his cock and started to enter that small white ass. When young guy started to moan louder the black guy took the boys nipples between his fingers and started to pinch and pull them. The moans got louder and louder as the black cock sank deeper and deeper until his cock was fully inside the moaning guy. At that same moment the door opened and Brian and another guy stood in front of me. ‘Are you enjoying the view?’, he said. I stuttered while trying to say ‘No’. ‘Dude your dick is telling us a different story’, said the guy besides Brian. I looked down and saw that my cock was pitching a tent in my shorts and there was also a wet stain where my dick oozed pre-cum. ‘Don’t feel ashamed for liking what you see. I’m not ashamed for it either.”, said Brian. ‘Know you know what I was doing in the weekends’, he said laughing. ‘Come in… no one will bite you!’, said the other guy. I walked in and saw that the other guy was Brians older brother Chris. Chris is 25 y/o and his ripped body is covered in tattoos. His nipples are pierced and he has a huge cock with a PA piercing. Brian hands me a pipe. To calm my nerves I take several deep hits. When I give the pipe back to him I see that Brian already took of his clothes. ‘There’s only one of us overdressed’, Brian said while pulling down my shorts. Chris pulls up my shirt over my head. Brian stands in front of me and looks me deep in my eyes. His hand starts to stroke my hard cock. I become mesmerized. Our faces come closer, our lips touch and we start to kiss. I never felt like this before and I don’t want it to end. He did a step back and said: ‘You said that the Tina makes you horny and submissive. Are you willing to open yourself for new feelings and ideas? Are you willing to give yourself to me and to do whatever I say no questions asked? Do you thrust me?’. ‘YES, YES, YES’ I answered unknowing what to come. ‘Drink this’, Brian said. ‘What is it’. I asked. ‘It’s something called G… it’s to relax you… After this no questions anymore, remember?!’, Brian said. I nodded. I went to sit down and saw how the black guy was pounding the young guy in the sling harder and harder. With a loud roar he rammed his cock as deep as he could and started to shake. ‘That’s Devon and his loads are huge… Go and take a closer look!”, says Chris. I walk towards the sling and see how Devon pulls out his cock. The asshole of the young guy stays open and pulsates while slowly a stream of cum start to ooze out. ‘Your cock likes it… why don’t you put yours in so you can feel how a sloppy cum hole feels?’, says Devon. I move towards the ass and slide my cock inside. The feeling is incredible and not to explain. Brain takes place behind me, his hand goes around my waist and slides besides my cock in the ass. When it’s inside it wraps around my cock and begins to stroke my cock. The feeling of being jerked off inside some ones ass is mind-blowing. The bottom and I start moan in sync. Brian start to jerk harder and faster. I feel my cock swell up inside and with a loud roar I shoot my first load in a boys ass. Brian and I pull out and kiss. Then Brian takes my hand and leads me to the bathroom. ‘I’m going to show you how you clean your ass… because I only fuck clean asses… you want to feel this cock inside you? Yes you do! Because you said you would give yourself to me!!’, Brian said with a grin. I smiled and nodded. When I was clean I could feel that I was getting woozy from the drink. Brian orders me to lay in the sling. ‘When you’re in the sling a pipe isn’t very handy… so we a better way… stick out your arm and trust me!’, said Brian. I do as asked and stick out my arm. Chris takes a shoelace and ties off my arm. Before I realize it I feel a needle in my arm and see how the contents of the syringe disappears in my vein. ‘Enjoy the trip!’, says Chris while he looses the shoelace. I feel the T shooting thru my veins which makes me cough. And while I feel myself glide into a state of pure trance I hear Chris say ‘I gave him an extra dose to make him totally brainwash him and turn him in to a toxic cum whore’. The only thing I remember is begging to get my ass filled with cock and me pleading to be turned in to a toxic cum whore. I woke up from my trance a few hours later with a sloppy cum as like the other young guy. The young guy was laying beside me. He was wearing glasses this time. I recognized him as a guy from my class. ‘The next time the dose will be normal… that way you can feel it all when you get fucked by Devon”, said the guy. ‘Did I got fucked by Devon?’, I said. ‘Yes! Brian even fisted his cum deeper inside you!’ he replied. I was in shock. ‘They filmed everything so you can watch it… so you can see what they are going to do to you next week!’, he added. ‘Don’t think that there will be a next time!’, I said. ‘Yes you will, that empty feeling in your ass will get more and more until you beg to be filled! I was converted last year and I haven’t missed a party since! Their toxic DNA is flowing in your blood now. Your one of us!” he says. ‘One of you?’, I asked. ‘Hey guys, he didn’t discover the band-aid just above his cock!’, he shouts. ‘We all got a biohazard tattoo with the text “POZ BROTHER” above it. We all have one!’, he continued. Slowly the result of my actions set in and the harder I thought about it the hornier I got. My ass started to tingle, I know now that the empty feeling only will get worser, so I asked out loud ‘Can some one please fill my ass again?’. ‘Later… we first going to show you on bigscreen what you missed! So you know what where going to do to you next time!’, said Chris laughing. TO BE CONTINUED!

2012-05-23 I had not planned on spending more that 20 or thirty minutes here, I thought to myself. Get in, get the stuff (with a little bartering), and get out. Now I was staring up at the ceiling into the mirror that my host (and meth dealer) Gary had so wisely placed above the leather sling I now found myself fastened into. The leather hood I was wearing let me see, breathe and gave others access to my mouth. The black leather is supple, and I saw myself in the mirror, the rainbow studded leather collar, harness and matching jock on my 155 lb frame; I liked what I saw, how my legs and arms were spread and tied to the sling's chains - immobile and subject to whatever would happen. I thought back to what I had met Gary three months ago, and I don't know why I was surprised this was happening to me; in the first twenty minutes after meeting him, it was obvious that he was twisted (in the good kind of way). A friend of mine, Steve, introduced me to Gary because I was having so much trouble finding a reliable source for tina. We drove to Gary's house one Friday afternoon so Steve could vouch for me when we started dealing. The first sight I had of Gary was a memorable one. He came to his front screen door dressed in his harness and chaps. He swaggered a bit, looking oh so hot as his black leather chaps framed his thick, half erect cock as it was swinging back and forth. His cock was decorated nicely with a thick shiny silver cock ring and an impressively large PA. He met my eyes and we had one of those moments when you know you're going to end up fucking. Still, I tried to keep it business, allowing Steve to do all the talking. Gary invited us downstairs to his "office" to complete our business. The "office" was a large basement room with a padded floor, a leather sling a bed, - all made more inviting by the dim red track lights which covered the whole room. He sat at a table, arranging things for the deal. I told him what I wanted and he weighed it out for me, bagged it, and then asked me if I was a cop. I laughed, and said "Hell no." He smiled at me, then said "A cop wouldn't suck my cock would he?" "No I guess, not" I laughed. He remained serious and said "Want to convince me?" Gary was sitting on a chair stoking his hardening prong as he spoke to me. I didn't know if he was really was serious or not, but I figured what the hell, and knelt between his legs and took his big tool in my mouth. The PA was clicking a little on my teeth, but I kept going. Gary was encouraging me and Steve just watched. Gary whispered in my ear that he'd give me some bonus product if I finished him off, and I eagerly agreed, and began to worship his beautiful tool, which now stood full mast at 8" long and slightly less thick than a beer can. I wasn't going anywhere. Eventually I finished him off, got the product from him and Steve and I left that day as I was the attraction at a gang bang at a local hotel (another story). A week later, I called up Gary and told him I'd like to stop by, but I'd be alone this time. He said "Sure, I'll see you when you get here." I arrived at his place 30 minutes later, and he came to the door looking much the same as last time, which made me hot for him to use that big cock of his on me again. We went down to the office again, and proceeded with the deal. Once Gary had it all weighed out, he started to hand it to me, but stopped short. "How'd you like to prove you're not a cop again?" "Absolutely" I said, kneeling down and engulfing him as he chuckled "Fucking tina whore." That turned me on incredibly - being a tweaking bottom slut with my dealer's big 8" cock in my mouth. I heard the sound of a torch being lit, and he nudged my cheek to give me a hit off his bong. Just the first thick hit of tina smoke was enough to put me at his mercy, but we kept smoking and recycling the hits to each other until we were flying pretty high. He offered me a glass of punch, saying "Drink this, it's G. You'll like it." I eagerly did whatever he told me to, drinking the G down quickly and then going back to work on his cock. His wonderfully thick dick responded quickly and he was hard as a rock in no time - no tina dick for Gary. "You like to get fucked, isn't right Jim?" he asked. "Fuck yes" I said. "I'd love it if you fucked me - I've been thinking about that for a week now." He ordered me on the bed, all fours style, and after lubing my hole with some elbow grease, slid that marvelous tool into my ass-pussy to the hilt in one motion. "Fuck yeah!" we both erupted at once. We fucked for at least an hour and a half, with Gary depositing two loads in my ass before I steadied myself to leave. "There's a little extra in the bag" he said. "See you next week, I suppose." "Great" I answered and with a little wobbliness, walked to my car. The deals with Gary had been going according to that general theme for these last three months. It even developed into a little role playing scene, like I was giving him sex for meth. I was paying, of course, but the scene of him using me as a cum dump as a payment for meth turned us both on immensely. The sex was always white hot - in our little scene he saw that I liked being called degrading names and made to feel that I was completely his to use as he wanted. He so naturally assumed the Dominant role and I the submissive one, that I truly wouldn't call it role playing. It was the first three months of one of the hottest affairs I've ever had. So here I am today, looking up at leathered and bound self, unable to get out of the sling, close my legs or keep anything from entering my mouth. I was a little uneasy, this kind of thing being new to me, but horny beyond description, my ass was tingling from the little bit of tina we'd smoked, and I wanted Gary to fill it as soon as possible. But Gary had left the room after tying me into the sling, he put a poppers soaked cotton ball in the little pouch of the hood as well; my head was swimming and I began to realize Gary had been gone nearly half an hour. I chuckled a little - why was I surprised at being on the altar here in this scarlet tinted dungeon shrine to gay piggish sex? A total slut, tied spread eagle in a sling, unable to move or even scratch my balls, smelling nothing but the amyl, and hearing nothing but fuck-me fuck-me fuck-me techno music in the room. It was all making me hornier by the second! Hell, I realized I wasn't surprised at where I was at all, but realized I loved being here - here, like this - it's just what I am. I am, and always have been a submissive bottom for tops to use and subjugate. I took my first cock at a very young age, and loved it. I just naturally love it when men use me. I love to party, take cocks bareback, get fisted, drink cum and piss and of course, am HIV+ - your typical pussy white bottom. So I was eager when I heard footsteps on the stairs finally, and I began to get excited, thinking about nothing but how I was going to give my hole and mouth completely to worship Gary's big cock. I detected more than one set of footsteps coming down the stairs. Since I had no view of the stairs, I had to wait until whoever they were came around to the foot of the sling to see them. Gary stood, his ringed and PA'ed cock protruding from his crotch, the look of it teasing my itchy hole by its absence. Two men had arrived with him. One was black and was older, maybe late forties, a big thick cock like Gary's (no PA), and moderately hairy, but naked except for his black boots red and black leather bands around his biceps, pierced nipples and lots of tats, 6'4" 230, shaved head, goatee with braids, (with an huge earring that made me think of Mr Clean); his dark brown eyes were piercing directly into mine - he smiled the smile of a conqueror. Gary later addressed him as Stick, and further identified him as his supplier from Dallas. I licked my lips as I stared back. The other man was Black-Mexican, late 30's or early 40's, 6'4, maybe 200 lbs, wearing nothing but a pair of sunglasses a baseball cap and a leather harness around his incredible cock (thicker than Gary's - later I'd find out it was 10" with an 8" circumference). Gary spoke first saying "This is my cunt", clearly referring to me. "He thinks he likes to get high on tina and have his sloppy slut hole and mouth used. You'll enjoy him, but first we need to teach him how to really do tina. Here cunt, drink this" handing me the usual G-laced cola. I drank it down without hesitation. With that, Mr Clean produced several orange tipped syringes full of fluid. He was an intimidating looking man, but he softened his expression and assured me as he began to swab my arm - he had a smooth voice, saying "Just stay still. You'll feel a coughing sensation, it's normal, you'll love it - wait for the ride, ok cunt?" "Yes sir," I answered. With a firm grip he steadied my right arm, fixed a tourniquet on it and uncovered the needle. He was confident and smooth, hitting a vein and drawing blood back into the syringe with one motion, then pushing the liquid into my bloodstream steadily until the rig was empty, and just as quickly slapped a bandaid over the spot as he withdrew the needle. It was my first slam ever. I can't find the words to describe what I felt like that first time; after the cough, my ears began ringing and a rush of pleasure and what I can only say is the emotional state of extreme horniness overwhelmed me; I couldn't focus my eyes, my asshole actually started to burn intensely - not with pain, but pure lust. All I wanted was cock - in my mouth, in my pussy, and over and over again. I guess the Mex-Black guy (his name was Pedro) and Gary slammed at the same time I did; as soon as Stick was finished he slammed himself. I was awash in such an intense wave of carnal desire, so willing to give myself for the pleasure of these men that I could not imagine what I would not do to please them, or to satisfy what was now a raging overpowering piggyness. I began chanting "Fuck me, please sir fuck me" over and over again. Gary stuck his cock into my mouth from above, oozing more pre-cum than I've ever seen someone put out. I greedily took his cock in my mouth, but he pushed in all the way down my throat, smiling evilly at me as he said "You're going to be my good little junkie cunt and satisfy my friends, right?" "MMMHHHMMM" was all I could utter. Gary took his cock out so I could breathe - I gagged a little but begged for more. I was flying and my hole was hungry to get fucked. Stick stood rubbing his cock on my hole's opening, jamming wads of lube up my chute and smearing lube all over my hole and butt. He said nothing to me, just looked me in the eye as he slammed his big cock into my pussy ass. Oh God, it felt so good, his thick hard cock, hot inside me and sawing in and out of my bottom faster and faster. He paused a few times, but said nothing to me. I was still swallowing Gary's cock. He held his cock in me for a few seconds then pulled it out, leaving my hole open. I began to moan and wiggle by ass in an attempt to beg for him to put it back in again. Instead, Pedro with his 10x8 monster moved in and began to fuck me silly. He got very verbal, especially about my being a shameless junkie puta for black cock and little fag who was a cum dump for real men. He slapped my ass several times, ordering me to show him how much I love his big black prick as he held still and I slid my pussy up and down his pole as the sling's pendulum motion impaled me on his beautiful cock over and over. Gary and Pedro skewered me for sometime - I have no idea how long - until Gary began to quicken his pace and shot the first load of the evening onto my belly, some of which Pedro raked immediately into my cunt. Gary fed me the rest, and kept fucking my mouth as I sucked his cock clean and swallowed his cum. "Yeah," Pedro taunted me - "fucking cum drinking pussy. You little bitch, you want some more? I'm breeding you right.....now!" And Pedro pounded my ass with violent, quick and full strokes of his 10" of manhood, shooting all of his huge load inside me, continuing to thrust as his jizz made my sloppy ass squish with every stroke. As Pedro pulled out, he moved to my mouth and had me clean his cock as Stick took his place in my ass with his big cock. He was harder than Pedro and fucked slower, using full measured thrusts as he gazed into my eyes. "You like what's happening to you, cunt?" I moaned in affirmation. Stick continued saying "Yeah, I love fucking a real true bottom like you. You love getting fucked don't you." "MMMHHHMMM," I moaned again. Once Pedro's cock was clean, he and Gary smoked a joint as Stick took his time with my ass. "Your hole feels so wide open and ready for stretching. Gary said you'd be a complete pig for getting your ass opened up. I like fucking pussies like you. It turns me on to own a pussy like you and see you take cock like a bitch. Everyone thinks you're a man but you're really a horny little fag who loves to get his ass fucked and be a real man's little bitch." I stared at him hungrily. His dirty, humiliating talk was making me into more and more of the bitch he was calling me. "I get off using a shameless junkie bottom pig like you. You don't care what we do as long as we fuck you right, cunt" he slammed his big cock in my hole. I thrusted back, moaning, "Yes, Sir, I'm your cunt." "You have a nice cunt, so hungry." Stick whispered. "Gary says you whore to get tina, is that right?" he asked. "I like playing like I do," I answered, "it's hot to imagine begging my dealer to put my cunt for sale so I can get high." "I'll bet you would whore for tina if you had the chance, cunt like you would do anything to get a cock in his pussy, right?" "Yes Sir, I suppose so, I've always thought that it is hot to get paid when a guy fucks me." "So you have been paid by guys who fucked you? That's so fucking raunchy, cunt, and I love it! You're really just a cheap fucking whore, aren't you?" "Yes, Sir. I was filled with cock and being told what a whore I was." "Awesome! You cunt, I'm going to show you what a real fucking is. You ready to whore for me tonight for real?" "Fuck yeah" I said, grinding my cunt on his cock. "I have two guys who are going to pay $20 to fuck your mouth and pussy - they think you're neg and that you are getting pozzed this weekend. I think there will be at least five more tonight too. I keep all the money and pay you in tina. What do you say to that?" "I don't think I've ever been so hot to get fucked in my whole life, Sir." "OK, cool cunt, now shut the fuck up for the rest of the evening - I mean it. You're just my hole to pimp out." I nodded. Stick fucked me hard and fast, and gave me his load, filling my hole as he looked down on me with a nasty smile. His cock stayed hard and I was gyrating on it as Gary and Pedro came over after finishing their joint. They asked Stick if he told me about his plan to pimp me out. "Look at the way he's pumping on my dick, he's so hot and ready to be my cheap little whore" Stick said. Gary untied me from the sling and allowed me to get on the bed. Pedro had sat down and I mounted his cock facing away from him, taking Stick's cock into my mouth. Pedro took my legs and spread them, and Gary slipped his fat cock into my cunt next to Pedro's. As Stick fed my mouth with his cock, there was the sound of a doorbell. Gary bellowed, "Come on in, down in the basement." Soon two tall lanky twenty-something guys witnessed the three of them stuffing me with cock. "Look at that whore we're going to fuck, looks like he loves cock" one said, and they both began to strip. "Who's Stick? It was Twenty for both of us, right?" someone asked, to which Stick replied "I'm Stick, and yes, it's $20 for each of you. Okay guys, let's let these two studs have the cunt, since they're paying for it" whereupon Gary and Pedro disengaged themselves from the mattress. "He wants both our poz loads, right?" one of the new guys asked. "Yeah, fuck yeah, the cunt's yours to use. Breed his cunt all you want" said Stick. I was moaning in anticipation. The darker of the two young guys took his shorts off, letting his nice thick dick go free. I immediately sucked it into my mouth. I was on all fours on the bed, and the other kid started rubbing my hole with lube. "How many loads so far, fag?" "Three" Stick answered for me. "Cunt doesn't use his mouth for talking." The guy at my pussy shoved his bare cock into me as he slapped my ass. "You like my hard cock, you pussy ass faggot?" I clenched my hole around his cock as I took the other kid's cock down my throat held it there and gently bobbed on it. We fucked like that for 20 or 30 minutes, as Gary, Stick and Pedro just watched, occasionally commenting on what a good little prostitute I was - God, I was in heaven. Soon, the guy in my ass nutted loudly taunting me to take his buggy jizz and triumphantly announcing to me that he was converting my sorry ass. He pulled out and switched with the other kid, and soon, he also sprayed a load in my cunt as I cleaned his buddy's cock with my mouth. He slowly pulled out and spread my pussy open to get a look at my loaded ass. "You're going tot get bred a lot more before you're through, cunt. How does it feel to be a cheap ten dollar whore?" I responded by enthusiastically cleaning his cock off. "Fucking fag - you're a hot little cunt, crazy for cock and cum, huh?" I smiled. After the two kids left, Stick came over to me. "It will be about 90 minutes before the next guests arrive. I noticed you don't have any ink. I think you should get a whore tag above your cunt. You can talk, cunt." "I've thought about it, Sir. Seems hot" I answered. "I have my rig in the car, I won't make you, but I think you'd look fucking hot with a nice little whore tag over your cunt" he took me by surprise with that. In a moment I made the decision. "I would love for you to give me a whore tag, Sir." I didn't believe I was saying yes. Stick retrieved his tattoo rig and set up, as I was sucking Pedro again. He showed me a pattern for a red bio-hazard sign over a red and black pinstripe. "Perfect," I agreed. Stick knew what he was doing, and it took about an hour. It was somewhat painful. After he finished, he took a pic of for me. It was like the pattern, eight inches wide and three inches tall, centered over my butt crack. God, I thought it looks hot, right above my cunt, giving the tops something to read as they fucked me. I noticed a detail Stick had added: in the loops of the pinstripe he inserted the letters, Slut Pig, but you had to look close to notice them. He put some ointment on it, as I sucked on Pedro again. I could hear him dialing his phone. "Ok, cunt. Let's get you ready for this group. There are five guys coming over to breed you." Stick tied me up on all fours on the bed. I could move my arms a bit and I could see who would be fucking me in the mirror in front of me. "I'm going to video this and get it on ICU, cool Stick?" Gary said"Hell yeah," Stick said. Ten minutes later six not five guys came down the stairs: five white, one black. Gary escorted them over to Stick, who took their $20 bills as they eyed my upturned cunt, ready to be used. The black guy introduced himself as Darnell. He was 6' 200 and has as thick a cock as I have ever seen. He was first up, but came over to my head, and fed me his cock. "Yeah, take my dick you slut" he ordered me. I was able to take him all, and sucked him for all I was worth, as one of the white guys began unceremoniously fucking my ass with quick violent thrusts. He came quickly, and started watching me suck Darnell. I think he got off more on insulting me for being such whore, than fucking me. Another white man's cock replaced him, bigger this time. He blew quickly too. Three more of the nice looking white guys followed, all loading my cunt with their poz cum. Darnell finally started to fuck me, saying he wasn't gay and not poz, but loved fucking white ass faggots. "You suck dick like a real pro, cunt," he taunted me. "A hell of a lot better than my girlfriend." He was close, as he continued to racially degrade me and ram my ass with his big tool. He'd stop, and make me clench and beg for his cock as I wriggled my ass around his massive log. As he bred me, he bent down and whispered in my ear "I would like to know who you are, man. I'd like to get a lot more of this. Here's my cell number, shoving a paper in my mouth, I'm Darnell, see you later faggot." The six guys left as quickly as they came, and I was left there, all tied-up. Gary came over and put a huge plug in my ass, and untied me. "Ready for another slam, cunt? I think you've earned it." I nodded and started sucking his cock. "Okay, get in the sling, and put your legs up." I complied, whereupon Pedro unceremoniously began shoving wads of crisco into my cunt. I could tell he was going to fist me by how his hands moved, and I huffed on the poppers three or four times, very deeply. He easily plunged his forearm into me half way to his elbow. "Okay, Stick, hit the cunt now" he said, as he slowly twisted his arm in my pussy. Stick found my vein again, and pushed what was .4 gram of meth into my arm. "You'll suck anything after this, won't you?" He leered pervertedly at me as the rush hit me. It was overwhelming, and a little scary, but it evened out quickly. There was nothing in my head except how I could get fucked and used by these three hot twisted Dominant fuckers. I reached down and pulled apart my ass cheeks for Pedro, and he slowly slid his arm to the elbow. "Fucking hot little twisted tweaker you are, cunt. You are a sight to see! Look at what a nasty fucking fag you are - higher that a kite on meth, eleven loads in your cunt, and a big black arm shoved up your pussy hole to the elbow. You really are a total fag aren't you? Ever thought you'd be this much of a shameless slut? God, look at you! Were you ever a man, you little cunt?" The taunting was driving me nuts for more. Stick knew just what to say to push me further. He rudely pinched my tit as he shoved his considerable cock into my mouth and down my throat. I took all I could of his cock and looked up into the mirror, what a fucking sight! Pedro into his elbow and Stick down my throat. Gary had gone upstairs and walked down two blocks to the leather bar - that's what Stick said. Stick got a text from him, and he told me Gary was coming down the stairs soon with three young thuggy looking black guys he met outside the bar. They were selling crack outside the bar, and he told them about this cunt he was using at his place and that I whored for chems, so they eagerly came along. As they arrived downstairs, I thought they looked really sleazy. They stripped naked and stood watching Pedro as he kept fisting my ass to the elbow. They started doing some crack as they watched, offering some to me. I declined, saying "No thanks, man. I'm a tina bitch." From their faces, I know they had never seen anything like what Pedro was doing. One of them, (the thinnest) asked if he could try fisting me too. Pedro slowly pulled out and showed them how - lubing them up as he did. Stick turned on the ICU cam and the first of the black thugs shoved thin his arm into me all the way to the elbow. Pedro said that he should try a second hand, but the thug hesitated. Pedro guided him as to how to insert his second hand. Still he hesitated, but Pedro reassured him "It'll be hot, man. This cunt wants it and can take it, believe me! Just look at how he's moving his ass around - he's totally rutting his sluthole on your arm aching to get more of you into his hole." He slowly slipped his second hand in next to his arm, following Pedro's advice as he was turning and twisting his arms in me slowly. He reached a place of resistance and I huffed on poppers four or five times. I exhaled and he finally broke through with both hands into me. I screamed and pumped my ass more, and he slowly advanced into my bowels, finally getting three quarters of both forearms into me, as Pedro poured on the j-lube. He stayed inside me deep like that for 10 or 15 minutes. Stick moved the cam to catch it all, and Gary fed me poppers and his dick as the thug boy filled my cunt with his slender forearms. The thug stud looked down at his cock, and said he was oozing cum and needed to fuck my ass. Pedro helped him as he slid his arms out of my sloppy, gaping hole. The young stud stood and rammed his meat into me and piston fucked me, taking only forty or fifty strokes to dump his wad in my loose pussy. As he was fucking me, I took one of his thug buddies in my mouth as he hit his crack pipe. The third thug was tweaking my tits and sharing the pipe with his friend, ready to replace the first young stud after he came in my ass. This third kid had a big cock, somewhat like Pedro's. He thrusted his rock hard monster cock easily into me. "God damn, this cunt is so fucking used and sloppy - he's fucking worthless!" he sneered. With that I clenched my sphincter on his thick black cock, almost pulling him into me as I did. "Oh damn," he said, "fuck yeah, bitch, you is a for real whore for black cock, huh bitch?" He fucked me rapidly and rhythmically for 20 or 30 minutes. His buddy took a black magic marker he saw nearby and scrawled "Black Cock Fag" on my stomach. As he wrote, the thug fucking me began to slap my ass. Stick came over and began to speak sternly to me. "Look at that cock in your cunt! Tell me what you are, you whore." I was breathless as I was getting vigorously fucked by hot hung thug boy. I didn't know what to say. Stick slapped my ass hard and said to me, "Say that you're a toxic whore and sleazy white slut for black cock." I said "I'm a sleazy-poz-whore-white-faggot-slut-for-black-cock, Sir." Tell everyone how you let anyone dump his cum in your cunt just so you can ride a needle full of tina." I said, "Yes, Sir. That's right. I'm nothing but a shameless tina whore. I love to suck cock, get fucked and have my cunt loaded up just so I can ride a needle full of tina." Stick grabbed my face and commanded me "Okay cunt, tell us all you're a cheap whore for your meth dealer who pimps you out for ten bucks a fuck." I replied verbatim. "Louder" he barked as he slapped my ass good and hard. I shouted, "My meth dealer whores me out for ten bucks a fuck. And he keeps the money." "And you love it, too, don't you? cunt" Gary asked as he twisted and pinched my tits. The thugs loaded my cunt good before they left, saying they had to get back to making cash. All three paid Stick $20 on the way out. Stick loomed over me and showed me the $200 or so that I had earned for him that night. Stick and Gary fucked me one more time, two last loads to make sweet sixteen for the night.

3. Josh [This is a continuation of "Dreaming of Adventure / Seeking the Clouds," from the Backroom section of Breeding Zone. You can find the first two chapters there. This is the only straight part of the larger story.] I opened the door to the apartment at 6:00am. I hated red-eye flights. Especially ones from Las Vegas. There was never enough sleep on the plane, and I always arrived too early in the morning. It hadn't helped that I had been out drinking at a strip club right up until I had to go to the airport. It had been Jeff's idea to go out to a strip club. He had broken up with his last girlfriend suspiciously close to the annual meeting; I was wondering if it was an excuse to enjoy Vegas to its fullest. Of course, I still had the wife back home. I loved her, but sometimes I needed an escape. But, there were rules in our relationship, she had made clear. There were to be no other women. She had said it so clearly; I wondered if she was aware of the giant loophole she had given me. But it wasn't the night to explore that particular hole. It was Jeff's night, which likely meant blondes with big breasts and tight bodies. "Come on. Who doesn't like some nice tits to play with?" he asked. At least he was paying the cover for me. Inside, it was as dark and dingy as I expected. There were two girls on stage, dancing to "Sweet Child of Mine," and teasing us with quick glimpses of their clean, smooth pussies. "Damn," Jeff said. "Brazilian wax." We found a table, ordered some beers, and were watching two of the girls fondle each other's breasts and make out on stage. "Hey boys," a girl behind us said. I turned around and saw Jeff's dream girl. "How are you doing?" She was blond, nice big tits, and a smoking hot body. Jeff turned as well. It took him a second to take it all in. "Doing good," Jeff said, not bothering to hide his attraction to the blond girl. "I'm Jeff," he said, "This is my friend, Josh." "Hello Jeff and Josh," the girl said. She dragged a chair and sat down between us. She was wearing the smallest of bikini tops; it just barely covered her nipples, and as she sat down, it slipped, exposing her tit. "Ooops," she said, giggling, before covering it up. "Gotta keep that sense of mystery." It had been exposed long enough for me to see how it was hard and crinkled, like she was aroused. "I'm Nicole," she said. "You having fun?" "A lot more now that you're here," Jeff said. "You wanna drink?" "Really? Please. Vodka and Soda," she said. "You have a good day?" "Too much work," I said. "Better things for you to do here," Nicole replied. Jeff turned his attention from the waitress, back to Nicole. "What about you?" Jeff asked. "You have a good day?" "Oh yeah," she giggled. "I slept in late, then went to the gym. When I got back, I was so tired I just stripped down and laid out in the back yard." "Naked?" I asked. "Of course," she replied. "I don't care who sees me. And I hate tan lines." "No tan lines?" Jeff asked. "I want to see that." He discretely held out a twenty-dollar bill. Nicole smoothly took it, and made it disappear into a pocket on her short dress. "See?" she said, as she pulled up her dress, exposing her smooth pussy. Nicole had been telling the truth. There was no visible tan line, just an even shade of light brown. "Fuck," Jeff said. "And you've fucking shaved it all, huh?" "Oh yeah," she said. "Wanna feel?" Before Jeff could say anything, she grabbed his hand and guided it down to her vagina. He rubbed the smooth skin for a second, before allowing his hand to move down. Jeff ran his finger over her moist lips. "Damn, you're wet," he said. She turned to me. "You want a feel as well?" I smiled, and held up my left hand. "Married," I said. "I can look, but I can't touch." "That's too bad," she said. Jeff had stopped fingering her, and was now sniffing his fingers. "Fuck, you're hot," he said, his brain clouded with the smell of Nicole's juices. Nicole started to finger herself, pressing in one finger, then two. Even in the dim light of the club, I could tell how wet they were when she pulled them out. "But you can smell, can't you?" she asked me. I nodded, not even sure what she meant at first. She held her fingers under my nose, and against my better instincts, I inhaled deeply. I could smell the salt, the ocean, and the promises of so many nights of pleasure. The effect was like the poppers my cocksucker would occasionally bring over; in my jeans, my dick began to grow uncomfortably. I remembered what my wife had said. So far, I had only looked. I had not yet touched. "Fuck," I murmured. "Yeah," Jeff said. "Giving me a fucking boner." "I know," I said. My dick was throbbing, and there was no hope of relief until I got home the next morning. "You boys enjoying yourselves?" Nicole asked. She reached over and grabbed both of our crotches. It had been a week since I had gotten a chance to jerk off, and a month since I had fucked the wife. In an act of manifest agony, I had to remove her hand from my dick. "Oh, sorry," she said. "I forgot." But she left her hand on Jeff's crotch, and was slowly rubbing his bulge. Nicole's dress was still hiked up and her pussy remained exposed. Her hand, now free from my crotch, returned to it, and she started to rub her clitoris. As her fingers touched the small mound, she moaned. I almost forgot that we were in a Vegas strip club. The dancer on stage had receded into the distance, and it was only the song changing that reminded that I could only stare at Nicole pleasuring herself. "Oh yeah," Jeff said. "What else did you do?" he asked. "Well. My boyfriend had been visiting his folks this past week. He came home, and I gave him a welcome home blowjob." Two of her fingers disappeared into her cunt at the memory of it. "You ever gotten a welcome home blowjob?" she asked. "You need to ask Josh that one," Jeff said. "He's the married one." "It can be great," I smiled. It had been a while since the wife had given me a blow job, much less a welcome home blow job. Not that it mattered any longer. I had found a few cocksuckers to take care of me, and not only was every blow job the equivalent of a welcome home blow job, but every single time, they swallowed my load. Not even my wife did that. "Did you swallow?" I asked. It was an unnecessary question; I already knew the answer to it. "I'm a good girl," she said. Her dress was still hiked up, allowing Nicole to continue rubbing herself. "You want to find out just how good a welcome home blow job can be?" she asked. It was crass, but also predictable. She was a working girl, and she didn't have the luxury of not doing her job. "Not you," she said, turning to me. "You can get one when you get home." She turned back to Jeff. "Jeff?" she asked. "Fuck yeah," he said. Just as I had been staring at Nicole playing with her cunt, Jeff had been transfixed by her breasts. I noticed how they heaved with each pleasurable moan coming from her; the image was almost as enticing as her wet pussy. "Come on," she said. "I'm sure you can find something fun to watch," she said to me. Jeff bolted out of his seat; I recognized the bulge in his pants, the image of my own throbbing boner. "See you," he said. The two of them disappeared into a dark hallway in the back of the club; it would be at least thirty minutes before they came back. I looked back at my watch. It was only 10PM. Still a few more hours before I could be at the airport, much less getting on the plane. I stared at my drink; the ice cubes hadn't yet fully melted into the Scotch, but it was a lot lighter than when I had first gotten it. I watched the stage. Two new girls were out. Katy Perry's "I kissed a girl" was playing, and unsurprisingly, it had turned into a lesbian make-out session. It was fun to watch, but only to a point. I wanted their warm mouths wrapped around my manhood. I had never had two women fight over my shaft. I wanted their tongues to flick across my dick, and lap up my pre-cum. I think one of the girls saw me staring. Another blonde, like Nicole, only with smaller tits. There was still the familiar shape of an implant, just better sized for her body. She winked at me, and smiled as she reached down, fingered herself, then offered the glistening finger to her companion on stage. The other dancer licked her finger, lapping up every drop of pussy juice from it. I sipped my drink, as the song wound down. The two dancers disappeared from stage, and another song came up. Two girls that looked barely more than 17 appeared on stage, starting to dance to the beats of ""Oops, I did it Again." It wasn't long before their white shirts had been thrown on the floor, and there had been quick flashes of their white panties. However, I was distracted as one of the girls sat down next to me. I shot her a quick glance, then a longer glance. It was the same girl how had played with herself on stage. "I saw you," she said. "When I was on stage." "Yeah," I said, sheepishly. I was horny, and my dick was hard. It had been so long, and it would be so easy to make a mistake here tonight. I reminded myself there were other options. Back home, there were cocksuckers eager for my cock and hungry for my load. Yeah, it was another guy sucking me off, but he would swallow my seed, so much more than this random hooker would do for me. Plus, the only payment a cocksucker demanded was a good throat-fucking, not the hard cash this "working girl" would ask of me. Still, I was going to be polite about it. "You want a drink?" I asked. "Please," she giggled. Like the girl before, she wanted a vodka and soda. I ordered it, and asked her how her day had been. "Good," she said, and proceeded to describe her day. There was the sleeping late, the gym and then the nude sunbathing; I began to wonder if it was a canned script that all the girls repeated. Luckily, her "boyfriend" had not just come home. Instead, I got the details about how she had carefully shaved her pussy. "I want to see," I said. At that moment, her drink arrived. I used it as an excuse to pass the waitress a twenty, and passed another to the girl. She made the bill disappear, and her pussy appeared from under her dress. With her dress hiked up, and her cunt exposed, she looked even younger; it was hard to imagine her being old enough to be dancing. "You like it?" she asked. I nodded. "Go ahead. Feel how smooth it is." She grabbed my hand, and before I could react, had rubbed it against her cunt. It was only for a second, but the impression was warmth, wetness, and smoothness. It was the perfect pussy; it was surprising to find it on such a slutty girl. "Oh?" she asked, as I pulled my hand back from her warmth. "Married," I said. Once more I showed off the ring. "I can look. But I can't touch." "Oh," she said. "You should look at this," she continued. She took my glass, and with long, manicured fingers, extracted an ice cube from my drink. Her nails were a bit garish, a color pink that existed in no natural setting. She ran the ice cube along her slit, twisting it around her clit, then sliding it entirely into her vag. "What about tasting?" she asked, as the ice cube slid back out of her, back into her fingers. "I, uhh," I stammered, as she dropped the ice cube back into my drink. "Have a sip," she said. I took the glass. It was wet from condensation and cold from the ice. Hard and unyielding, it was the opposite of the young woman's cunt. I took a sip. It wasn't terrible. The Scotch had already had hints of oysters and scallops, of wild rocky coasts and harsh salt waves. It was only intensified by the girl's natural flavors. As I savored her juices, I wondered how many men had cum in her. I was still the first and only man to cum in my wife. I had once asked my cocksucker how many men he had swallowed. He laughed and said he stopped counting after fifty. "And that was seven years ago," he had continued. The flavor of the girl's cunt had filled my mouth. It was a taste of heaven. "What's your name?" I finally managed to stammer. I was embarrassed for her; she had let me feel her pussy before I even knew her name. It was hard to imagine her looking herself in the mirror after being such a slut. "Kenzie," she said. "Uh, How long you been stripping?" I asked. Despite having felt her cunt, despite tasting her pussy juice, it felt like a deeply personal question. I didn't know her anywhere near well enough to be asking that question. "About four months," she said. "You're the first guy that's ever asked me that." She pushed her bikini top down. The small triangles of fabric fell down, around her waist. Her nipples were small but pert, the skin crinkled slightly from arousal. "Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked. She had spread her legs slightly, just enough to draw my eye back down to her vag. "Yeah," I said. "Very pretty." "Prettier than your wife?" she asked. "You are both beautiful, just in different ways." "Hah," she said, giggling a bit. "You've been married a while. You know how not to answer the questions." She licked her fingertips, and gently traced out the edges of her nipples. They glistened from the wetness. I wanted to bury my face in her tits, feel them press against my cheeks and almost cut off breathing. It would be a wonderful way to die, asphyxiating on breast. "Too bad you can't touch," she said. "Why is that?" I asked. "I want to feel you inside me." She giggled, and looked away, like she was afraid of something. "Can I tell you a secret?" "Sure," I said. I couldn't tell if she was being honest here, or if this was just another part of the sales pitch. "It's been nearly a week since I have gotten fucked. And I am so damn horny tonight." "Oh?" I asked. I had assumed, like the earlier girl, she was a prostitute. "I went home to see my parents. They don't know what I do." "Not even play with yourself?" "Oh yeah," she said. "Every. Single. Night. But sometimes. Sometimes, you need a dick." She looked down at my groin. I didn't even try to hide my erection. "And I need a hard cock." It was painful. I needed to get my dick wet. I needed to get off. But I had made promises. I hoped that my cocksucker would be there in the morning. I could rape his throat, feed him my load, and clear my head all before the wife got home. Luckily, I was saved. Jeff came back. Just from the erratic lights coming from the stage, I could see the smile on his face, not to mention the bit of white powder on his nose. I glanced over to Nicole. She also had the tell-tale rings of around her nose. Evidently, more went down than just a quick blow job. "How was it?" I asked. "Fucking A," Jeff said. "Her boyfriend is a lucky man. She's good." "Ha," Nicole laughed. "It's easy to be good at what you love." She turned and looked at Kenzie. "Kenzie!" she squealed in pleasure. Kenzie jumped up, her tits jiggling with each move. "I love this girl. She's my bestie here." The two hugged, before Nicole spun Kenzie around to face Jeff and myself. "And these tits," Nicole said. "Look at them." She cupped her friend's breasts and squeezed them. "Aren't they beautiful?" "Yeah," Jeff said. "Fuck yeah," he continued. I just nodded my head in agreement, trying to ignore the throbbing in my underwear. Nicole continued to play with Kenzie's tits. Kenzie reached under her dress and started to play with herself. She also leaned back, and the two girls began to kiss. It was something out of a porn movie, but yet it was happening right in front of me. "Hell yeah," Jeff said, staring at the girls. "Are you seeing this?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. It was far more honest to say that I could not look away. I wanted my dick inside of Kenzie's wet pussy. I wanted to fill her with my seed. I wanted to mark her as my property and make her my personal slut, ready to do my every bidding. Between the alcohol and my dick, I was starting to think bad thoughts. Bad thoughts would lead to bad choices, which, in turn, would lead to bad actions. "Fucking hot." I didn't even try to hide the way I was slowly rubbing my crotch. "Yeah," Nicole said. She winked at me, as her fingertips slid over Kenzie's pert young tits. Nicole turned her gaze to me. "Your wife have tits like these?" She licked her lips. I remembered that the last thing to have touched them was Jeff's dick. "Or lips like these? Does she suck your dick?" "Fuck, that was good," Jeff grunted, still watching the women enact every straight man's fantasy of lesbian sex. "Amazing blow job. Just wished she had swallowed," he said. I remembered the cocksuckers back home. How they had taken every inch of my dick. How I could fuck their throats. How they had swallowed every drop of my cum. It was both arousing and disgusting. For those thirty minutes, sixty minutes, my cock was the center of their world, and their only reward was the pleasure of eating my sperm. I wondered if their co-workers knew the depths of their depravity. "Yeah," I said, still transfixed by the two girls. Nicole had moved her attention downwards, and was slowly working Kenzie's dress off her. With only her necklace and shoes, Kenzie seemed even younger and far more vulnerable than before. Even Nicole seemed to see that, because the older girl was already starting to play with Kenzie's cunt. "She likes that," Nicole said, as Kenzie writhed in pleasure. "She's a little slut." Dumbfound at what was happening right in front of me, I just nodded. "A very good little slut." "Yeah?" Jeff said. "I'm already thinking about what I can do with a good little slut." Life was imitating porn, but unfortunately, I was cast to be the chaste sidekick. What I needed to do was change the plot. "I think I need to catch a plane," I said. It was an hour before I needed to leave, but I didn't think Jeff was going to mind. He had already pulled a crisp hundred-dollar bill from his wallet, and was using it to caress Kenzie's pussy. "Leaving," Jeff said. "Just as it's getting good?" He pulled the bill back from Kenzie, and held it under my nose. "Smell that?" he asked. I nodded. It was damp from Kenzie's pussy. "Pussy and Money. Two best things in the world. By a long shot." It might have been. But throat wasn't bad, and it was even better when it was a cocksucker's throat. "Fuck, that's nice," I said. "Have some fun tonight." "You know it, man," Jeff said. The hundred dollars had disappeared, and it was now Jeff's fingers gently stroking Kenzie's twat. I forced myself to turn away. There were promises to keep and loopholes to enjoy. The rest of the night was a blur wrapped in an irritation: getting a cab, navigating the airport, navigating security, stuffing myself into a chair, trying to sleep, and then repeating the process to get home. The entire time, all I could think about was how badly I needed to get off. How good Kenzie's pussy had smelled on the hundred-dollar bill. How badly I wanted to fuck a hole. How perfect her perfectly shaven pussy was. By the time the flight had touched down, I had long past the point of caring about what kind of hole it was. All it needed to be was warm and wet and welcoming. And of course, it had to take my load. I opened the door to the apartment at 6:00am. I reminded myself once more never to take the hated red-eye flights, especially the ones from Las Vegas. There was never enough sleep on the flight and always too much pussy the night before. I dropped my bags at the door, and pulled my phone out of my pocket. Even before I had the lights on, I had gone to the hidden folder and clicked on Grindr. I flicked on the lights as I waited for the app to load, and headed to the study. Lying on my desk was a vape pen, a fresh Indica cartridge already on it. I took a hit as I scanned the first page of horny men. My dick twitched when I saw that my favorite cocksucker was on-line. He was a younger guy, maybe mid to late twenties, tall, skinny, and athletic. At times I wondered how he managed to fit my fat cock in his mouth, but he always got all of it. I shouldn't forget to mention his hunger for every drop of my cum. Once, he had me squirming and dripping for over two hours. I had been smoking some weed, he had indulged in harder drugs. I felt like it was supposed to bother me. But all it did was make him into more of a cocksucker. I was selfish enough not to care. Despite the continuous hours of cocksucking that night, the final release was almost anti-climactic; my balls were dry by that point, he had slurped up so much pre-cum and cum from me. "Hey," he messaged me. From his screen name, I think he was called Cal. But I just thought of him as my cocksucker. He was always nearby, and he was always ready. "Hey cocksucker. You looking?" I replied. "Yeah," he said. "I am." "Fuck yeah. My place. 15 minutes. Good, cocksucker?" I wrote back. I took another hit from the vape. If the cocksucker was awake this early, he had been partying the night before. "Fuck yeah. Been partying. That ok?" he wrote back. I had been right about the partying. "Oh, hell yeah. You know how I get when you parTy. Get that mouth over here and let me fuck that throat." "Yes sir," he said. I took another hit from the vape. It would be 15 minutes before he got here. Just long enough to take a quick shower. "Good cocksucker," I wrote back. "Can't wait to hear you gag."

Last week I was in Tel Aviv for Pride weekend. The city was full of hot guys and I had many sexual encounters, mostly bb. A buddy of mine who had bred me bb me a few times was also in Tel Aviv, and, when he was invited to a small group party, he asked the host to extend the invitation to me. When we arrived at the building, my buddy mentioned the party was a safe-sex only party. My response was 'WTF'? Still he convinced me to stay, promising he would breed me. The party was hosted by a couple from Germany, both were in the mid-30s. One was a blond power bottom and the other guy was a black guy, vers, and extremely well hung. Seven guys were at the party and, as my buddy had advised me, our hosts stressed it was a safe-sex party. :(. First we all did some kissing and sucking in the living room. Since the hosts told us we could use the two bedrooms, my buddy and I went into one of the bedrooms for some bb sex. Soon after we started fucking, the black guy came and put some condoms in the room. Like we were gonna use them. Indeed, within a few minutes my buddy bred me, and as he was finishing up, the blond power bottom and an Israeli friend of his (young 25, cute, slim, bearded) joined us. The Israeli guy fucked with a condom until he came, after which my friend and another pal of his fucked the blond guy. After several minutes of most of the guys took a break, but the Israeli guy and I stayed, and within seconds he was fucking me bb. The Israeli, however, didn't want to cum quite yet, so we joined the others for a break. After some joints and drinks we decided to continue. The black host wanted to get fucked, but he as adamant he would only consider safe sex. My buddy and I went with him into one of the bedrooms. My buddy put on a condom and told the black guy that he will fuck him doggie style. When the black guy turned over, my buddy took of the condom and started to tease his hole with his hard brown cock. The black host was begging to get fucked, so my buddy obliged and pushed in bb. He fucked him for some time. After the fuck the black guy asked about the condom, my buddy tossed it on the bed pretending he had used it. Then the bb Israeli top joined us. He also started to fuck the black guy safe, but soon, he withdrew, took of the condom and entered the black guy bb. Next it was my turn. I told the black guy to assume doggie style position. While I unwrapped a condom I never put it on, but instead simply plunged in bb, giving our host a good pounding. The black guy came a lot while getting fucked, when he left for shower, his bf, the blond power bottom, took his place. Naturally my buddy decided to bb him. I distracted him by some kisses and feeding him my cock while my buddy pretended to slip on a condom, only to fuck bb, cumming deeply inside the power bottom's ass. Then my buddy and I switched roles. He worked to distract the power bottom as I fucked bb. After each of the fucks the blond and the black guy asked about the condom. We always had somewhere nearby and we tossed it on the bed just saying we were using it. I have no idea if they knew they were fucked bb or not.

just wondering what folks favorite position to breed (tops) or get bred (bottoms). I like all kinds of positions throughout the fucking processes but i'm most curious about your favorite position when cum is exchanged! If I am topping I love to have the bottom laying flat on his stomach and me laying on top of him fucking his ass. I love hearing my balls slap his ass! I will usually take my arms and tuck them under and around the bottoms armpit to give me control and a bit of leverage. Love being that close to the bottom and it usually get a little sweaty too which I like. I like to be a little verbal too so I like being able to wispier in the bottoms ear as we go. The penetration certainly hits the right spot on my cock to give me a big load and it also allows me to hit the bottoms prostate pretty easily. Finally, after I cum I love laying on to of him with my still hard cock in his flooded hole. Few things make me feel more connected to another human than this position! If I am bottoming I know its a bit cliche but I love being on my back with my legs around the tops shoulders. I want to give him easy and deep access to my ass! Most importantly I want to see his face when he breeds my hole! What about the rest of yall?

What if you go off meds and then become resistant to them and he becomes UD and you end up with full blown AIDS. Not much of a relationship then I'd think. And if he's going to go on meds and remain UD, why bother with all the stuff that comes with having HIV? Just enjoy his neg status and your UD status. Works for me and my husband.

Haven't read something made me my cum hit my face in a long time

When I bottom: As I am a fan of pump n dump scenes - head down ass up works best for me. If the guy is really hot ?I enjoy looking into his eyes/at his face. A sling woould be my preference tho legs up would be OK too. But the bottom line is; when i offer my cunt for use I am a meatsleeve and will take the cock however the top wants to give it to me. As a top: I almost universally want the hole ass up head down. I dont wanna see the cumdumpsters face when I use him. The exception is when the fuckhole is up on a sling. I kinda dig that.

This is Alex. The main character in this story, is my AIDS Daddy who knocked me up. As you might know, Doctor Dick wanted my Daddy to blood slam me with Rogers very difficult to treat strain. Did he D☣️ that to his boy? The boy who he knocked up and knocked up real good in Part 2. And ever since he gradually fell in Love with. I fell in Love with him too, and am so HAPPY he is in inside me for the rest of my days. I will be writing the rest of this story from now on, which could go in a number of directions .... ?☠️

Part 21 Dante I just watched Home Slice breed this hot, Hawaiian, surfer dude. The dude never asked about status, he just moaned as he took a good fucking from my boy. The action between the two twinks got me rock hard. And when he asked . and begged for Home Slice's load, I just about shot my load. I can’t wait until I can get inside this surfer stud. I plan on letting him know when I am breeding him with my poz cum. Unfortunately, the long flip fuck between the two took a lot of time. We need to get ready to go soon. As the two are recovering from their escapades I said, “We have dinner reservations we need to get ready. Keanu, do you have any other clothes then those you’ve been wearing you surf?” Keanu shook his head ‘no’ as he answered, “The only things I could carry around with me is my surfboard and the borders shorts and shirt were the only clothes I’ve been able to keep.” I turned to Home Slice, “Let’s find Keanu something to wear so he can join us for dinner. Then we can come back here and party the night away.” Both twinks smiled as Home Slice answered, “I know my clothes will fit him, were both about the same size. Come on Keanu, let’s pick you out something hot for you to wear and where you can shower.” I watched both boys head off as I imagined getting back here after dinner. Smoking him out, sticking a couples shards of Tina into his ass, talking him into letting me slam him up before I fuck him like he really needs to fucked. Eventually breeding him multiple times before telling he’s been filled by both of us with poz cum. Keanu I just got fucked for the first time by the hit hoale. Not only did he fuck me, I let him cum inside me. I loved how his cock filled my ass, felt it harden and thicken as he reached his orgasm. And when he finally came I love the feeling of his cock throbbing when he fired my ass, twice. I’m excited that they invited me to join them for dinner and to pnp with then after dinner. I’ve only pnp occasionally and I think these two pnp more frequently. I’ll just go with the flow and do they do or want me to do with them. Dante has a huge cock and I’m sure he wants to fuck me. I’ll try and smoke a lot when we get back and some Tina up my ass should help me take his cock. Now I’m with Chris going through the clothes seeing what I’d like to wear to dinner. He has some great clothes. He first picked out a nice pair of Andrew Christian underwear telling me, “Dante really likes these on me and I know he’ll like seeing them on you. You can wear these shorts and his shirt. They’ll look good on you. You can shower in that bathroom.” I gave him a big hug and kiss that lasted longer than intended before heading into the bathroom to shower. I walked away with a hardening cock knowing that he was no better. I showered up thinking what fun we all were going to have that night. The other thought that jumped into my head was how many loads I’d have from both of these studs. Those thoughts made my cock throb hard. Home Slice I just picked out some clothes for Keanu to wear to dinner. I knew Dante would enjoy what he was going to wear, especially three A-C boxer briefs I picked out. After kissing him for a while before he headed off to take a shower I was boned up. Dante stopped and quickly told me if his plan for the night which made my cock drip. Noticing this he said to me “We’ve got enough time for you to quickly give him another load. Go fuck him in the shower.” I immediately headed to the bathroom to join Keanu in the shower. He was a little surprised when I stepped in the shower. I quickly kissed him allowing his tongue to explore my mouth as he allowed mine to explore his mouth. I turned Keanu around, grabbed his hips and thruster my hard cock into he cum filled ass. Keanu pushed back to meet my penetration with a simple “Oh fuck me. Fuck me. Breed me.” I immediately began pounding away trying to deliver another poz load. Keanu seemed push back meeting each if my thrusts. Within about 5 minute I felt my cock get harder asking Keanu, “You lie that hard cock in your ass?” He answered me, “Damn bra, I feel your cock getting thicker and harder. Fuck bra, breed me. Shoot your seed inside me.” This sent me over the edge as my balls tightened and I began to fire, “FUCK! I’m filling you up with a third load.” Keanu then said, “I feel you cock throbbing. I can feel your cum indie me.” After I pulled out and we kissed before Keanu said my turn as he turned me around not giving me anytime and rammed inside me. I could only say “Fuck” as he set about quickly pounding away. It didn’t take him long before I felt his cock get harder and thicker. Next think thing I knew he was cumming. After he filled me up we kissed again and washed each other up. Time to go dinner.

Of course you'd be ignored ... and I just know you'd enjoy the feeling as my hot creamy milk floods through and fills your dark tunnel of lust. You'll want more ....

Last night (or more accurately, early morning) I hooked up with a married guy in his living room while the rest of his family were sleeping upstairs. I think it's the first time I've been fucked while an unknowing wife was home at the same time (I've previously been fucked by a few whose wives were home and accepting).

Love piss from male and female mmm. Also a fetish for using used diapers to wank with. My wickr is bristolnapi

PART 13 Tom broke off the kiss and looked down at me. “You sexy little stud. I am so lucky you walked by my door. I am gonna keep that little boyhole so happy. And so full,” he whispered. I just nodded up at him. He grabbed me a little rougher than normal and flipped me over grunting “I want to see my cock going in and out of my boy's hole.” He was stroking his already hard cock. Instinctively, I arched my back and went ass up and head down, completely offering my already fucked and cum slick cunt up to him. My legs were spread and my hole was totally exposed, as he started sliding his cock up and down my crack, teasing me. Then he gripped the base of his massive cock and began running tiny circles over my rosebud with his cockhead. It was driving me crazy and i was bucking back to try to get it inside me. Finally, so hungry and teased I couldn’t take it, emotion took over and I practically cried out for it, “Please fuck me!” And with that I felt the pressure increase and my hole began to open up and accept Tom’s beautiful penis. He went slow but steady, and it was a little hard to take but the cum he had already shot into me slickened it up. The fullness increased and I fell into ecstasy again. He was going slow but fucking me with deeper and longer strokes. It felt incredible and I pushed out my hole to try to get even More of him inside me. “My cock looks so fucking hot going in and out if you Chris. Your tight little boy butt. It’s like magic just pulling the cum out of me. I can’t help it. You are gonna make me shoot again. Is that what you want?” he asked in that whisper-moan of his that drove me crazy. “I want it! I want it please!”, I practically yelled. The strokes were longer even, all the way until the point where his head alone was wrapped around my ring and then all the way in balls deep, slowly and steadily. “You want to take another poz load, sexy boy? Is that it? You need that special cum inside your hole, don’t you? Don't you? Deep in your little boy hole,” he grunted. And I lost it. The lust overpowered me and I found myself answering him, “Fuck yes I need it. I fucking need it in me. Cum in me. Cum in me. Cum in me.” Who knows how many times I repeated the last part. He sped up and he was driving deep. It hurt but I didn’t care. The sharp pain of his cock stabbing my guts almost made it feel even better. And then he drove extra deep and his HIV positive sperm erupted into my eager and begging hole. And I had begged. He had asked me and I had begged him to do it. And I wanted it. At that moment all that mattered was that I was his bottom and he had just shared his sperm with me. Given me his seed. He collapsed on top of me. “Please stay in me," I whimpered. “My baby boy already addicted to man cum in his hungry little boy hole. My sexy baby boy,” as I felt him throb inside me as he tried to milk every drop of cum into me that he could. And my mind flashed quickly HIV load number four now. But instead of fear, I was thinking of load number five, which I knew I would need. And need soon. The hunger was just growing. The need to get fucked. And to be bred.

I met up with a hot young black guy a few weeks ago who threw me a really hot fuck with his thick 8" cock. After breeding me in the bedroom he went into the bathroom to wipe off his cock, and then I heard him say "Get in here." I thought maybe I didn't have clean towels out or something, but instead he told me to get on my knees and open my mouth. At first I kept up with his stream of piss, but he could go like a racehorse. After a while I couldn't keep up and he just started laughing uncontrollably as he pissed all over my face and hair and chest and as I tried to chug what he was putting in my mouth. That was my first time taking piss, but I'm looking forward to more and learning to keep up so I don't spill any.

PART 4 ”You have my cock so hard Chris. Such an eager little cocksucker. Yeah, lick that precum. It’s all for you sexy boy,” Tom murmurred encouragingly. Maybe a few times the thought 'Oh, fuck, this guy is my neighbor' crosed my mind, but I certainly didn't dwell on any issues: it was all happening very, vast, fast, an besides, indisputably, I loved being on my knees, worshiping his beautiful man cock. It had such a perfect mushroom head, full and pronounced. It felt perfect inside my mouth, resting on my tongue. And that long thick veiny shaft, with just the slightest barely there upward curve felt like hot steel. His massive balls that I couldn’t quite fit into my mouth in a nice tight sack. I just wanted it more and more. I was losing control. Trying to suck it all into my throat and gagging. Finally, Tom pulled me off his cock. I looked up worried I wasn’t pleasing him. I think he sensed my concern and reassured me saying "That feels almost too good sexy boy, and we are just getting started. I’m not ready to let you make me cum yet. Right now I need to more of you. Get up and go over to and stand facing the desk and spread your legs a little. God, that ass is so beautiful. Such a perfect boy butt. Now, bend over and grab the desk. I just want to see what it looks... oh what an amazing hole. You have the most perfect asshole, Chris.” This entire time I was following orders, and apparently I enjoyed my role as my cock was rock hard and throbbing. Yeah, I loved hearing how much he liked me. A super hot man with a huge cock thought I was sexy and had a great ass. Breaking me out of my thoughts, he spoke again, “ Chris, what’s on your mind? Is there something else you want to try now maybe?” I was a little shy, but it felt safe to admit to Tom "That thing you said where you licked a guys butt. Is that... did you want to maybe try that with me?” I've gotta admit, even horny out of my mind, I was blushing. Fortunately Tom was very, very smooth: “You have no idea how bad I want to kiss and lick your boy hole, Chris. Here come over and lie on the bed and pull your knees up. Yeah like that, so I can see that little hole. It’s so pretty. I swear it’s like it’s asking me to play with it and make it feel good. Do you want that Chris, to have me make your boy hole feel good?” Laying on the edge of the bed, my knees pulled up, practically able to feel his breath on my hole, I lost and begged a little for the first time. “Please, Tom, do it. I never wanted to have somebody play with my butt like this before. Please do it. Anything. Your tongue or your fingers even.” His reply was short, “I won’t make you wait. I can see you need it.” And with that he moved in, inhaling the scent of my crack and then slowly teasing my hole. The electric shock of pleasure made me buck. “Oh fuck!” I exclaimed. He was an artist with his mouth and had me squirming and writhing and barely able to breathe. It felt so good. And then when he pushed his tongue and tried to fuck me with it, I just melted completely. “Oh god oh god that feels so good. It feels so fucking good!” I blurted. And then he stopped. His attentions to my ass were a whole new realm of experience, such that I had no idea even existed. I wanted more, most definitely, but was also aware the pleasure Tom was eliciting from my ass took precidence even over my cock. I desperately wanted to experience more of the pleasure he had been giving my young asshole. I needed to feel more. “That hole - damn," Tom remarked, adding "I could eat that asshole every day. Nothing is better than a hot eager boyhole.” I was so happy. He had loved doing it, and apparently wanted to do it every day. I had pleased him. Now he continued, “Look at my cock Chris. Look it’s even harder now. All because of your hole. Your little hole makes me this hard. I really want to try something with you. I think you will really like it. I love it and guys who love having their butts eaten seem to just really LOVE it.” Reaching under the bed, he pulled out a small brown bottle which he offered to me saying "These are called poppers. Have you heard of them?” I just shook my head. He continued explaining "You just sniff it and it’s totally harmless but it just... well I promise you, you will really love it. It will make you even hornier than you are now.” He unscrewed the cap and out the bottle to his nose and held one nostril shut and took a deep breath of the poppers and held it. “See, it’s super safe but.... oh man, fuck yeahhhh,” he moaned as he slowly stroked his giant dick. Handing the bottle to me, Tom provided instructions saying "One more time, one nostril at a time and hold it in. Hold on one sec Chris. I want to watch you take your first sniffs. And I want to just get some of this on me.” He had pulled out some lube and was stroking it onto his cock. He then took a blob and rubbed it onto my hole. I said nothing but definitely noticed that a guy had just put lube on my butt. I wondered if Tom wanted to fuck me. Before I had a chance to think Tom instructed "Okay, Chris, here use that pillow for your neck. Yeah, like that. Now lift those legs up so I can see your hole. Now take two breaths in each nostril just when I tell you to, okay?” I nodded, so horned up and so out of control already with lust. And then he spoke,”Take a nice deep breath and hold it. Okay, again. Now other side deep breath. Hold it. One more time. Hold it.”

I was in this situation on numerous occasions over the 13 years with my ex. I was not only his fuckhole I was the fuckhole for whatever tops he wanted to fuck me and I had no say. I was tied in the sling at the backrooms and was only let out after he considered I had enough cock. He would invite groups of tops over to bang me sometimes blindfolded - other times I was allowed to watch. He would tie me to the cross in our playroom so I could watch him fuck other bottoms and he always caged me in group situations so I learned to concentrate on nothing but my tops and their pleasure. I would not call it rape though as I always loved the fucking and breeding I got. I loved Friday afternoons knowing that over the weekend I would get fucked at least 20 times.

So for many years now I have been reading these stories. Truth be told they never fail with getting me to cum. I love the idea of a guy getting tweaked to the point that he just gives up all inhibitions and just takes all the cum and cock which is offered. Anywho I figure that I would tell my story of how I got pozzed. I had just started my first year of college I was 19 and I was still full of homrmones. Just so you know I am a bear about 5-6 190 brown hair green eyes and very vers. But one day I was cruising on adam4adam and I ran across this guy. He was mid 40s very built at 5-9 170 washboard abs and just made me weak in the knees. So after some chatting I ended up taking a bus to his house I knocked on the door and he let me in. We started talking and before I knew it he was offering me a shot of some really cheap liquor. It was super bitter and I remember that after I took it I just felt very relaxed. Next thing I knew he was offering me a bowl. This was also really good pot and had me high as hell. I remember that we started to shotgun back and forth. He then locked his lips with mone and we started to make out like nothing else. His lips were soft and just felt amazing against my own. He took my shirt off and asked me what all I was wanting to do. I said anything that felt right. He then looked at me as he ran his hand through the fir on my chest and then grabbed it and pulled tight and he then kissed me again as he started to kiss my ear and then whispered to me that he was going to change me that night. I don’t know why but I felt that the whole world just stopped and I knew that I would be a different person after that night. It felt right and it felt that it was my time. I wasn’t totally sure what was going on but I just felt every fiber in my being say yes. He then covered my mouth with a really cold wet rag and told me to inhale. I did and I felt the world start to spin and he was kissing me again as he started to grab for my belt. He un did the buckle and then looked at me and asked me to take his shirt off. The body which was before me was glorious. He was built and was just a flat out amazingly handsome man. I started to come out of the fog and I asked what that stuff was. He said poppers and then showed me how it came in a bottle and a can. He then opened the bottle and showed me hwo to hit it. I did and just wanted to feel him in me with this extreme desire to get fucked. He then stopped and asked me if I like x. I had never taken x before and told him that. So at this point I have to admit that I was definatly not in a right state of mind. We stopped and started soking some more pot and this time it was not the same kind of buzz that you usually get when you are slowly starting to get stoned. This time it was had a more intese tingly body buzz. The x was kicking in too and then he said to me that the pot has some T in it. I had never used T before but I was kind of liking it. The next thing I knew I was locked with his lips again and was removing my pants and felt his finger at my hole. I felt a burn in my ass and then I felt a unholy desire to be used. Next thing I knew my legs were up in the air with my ass spread open. I felt his mouth on my hole and his tounge probing into me. It felt so amazing to feel my hole being lapped at like that. I then felt another burn and then he licked my hole more this time my hole was grabbing at his tounge and pulling on it. He said to me that it felt hot with how my hole was pulling at his tounge. He then told me how he was shoving shards up meth up my ass. I thought it was an amazing experience so far. He then pulled away from me while my body was screaming to be fucked. He then looked into my eyes and told me that he was poz and that he wanted to make me like him. I freaked out for a moment, looked at him, and was shocked yet my body was betraying me. Now I have never been a chaser let alone a barebacker but at this point it suddenly felt that this was the right thing to do. I felt that I was meant to let this guy charge me up. And then at that point I looked back into his eyes and kissed him. He then asked me if I was sure and I said yes. At that point he told me to hold still and wrapped a tourniquet around my arm and then swabbed my arm sterile and the stuck me with a needle and said prepare. I remember that when he removed the tourniquet I felt this warm rush up my arm and into my chest. I felt that my heart was about to beat out of my chest and that I couldn’t breath. I coughed and then I felt something in me that I was not prepared for his 9 inch cock. I felt that I was having an anal orgasm as he pounded away at my ass. He looked at me and then gave me some more max. I started to scream to make me poz. About an hour later we were still ficking and then he looked at me and said that he had a high viral load and that he was about to cum. I said please seed me and knock me up.

Many years ago I was at a sex club in SF (Folsom Prison) and got barebacked by a handsome hung black man in a sling. Up until me and the black guy nobody had been in the sling that night. I asked the black guy if he'd fuck me in the sling ("I want my bf to see me get your cock inside me" He asked why, "Because he won't do a 3way with Black guys) I deep throated him on my knees while he worked my nipples. A crowd gathered (including my blond bf) to watch. I hoped in the sling and got a great rim job. Then he slid his thick Black manhood up my hole. I felt so damn free to be publicly fucked this way. I motioned toward my bf. The black guy got into the scene. I called him a stud and fuck machine and how much I loved his raw black cock in me. I blew my load and my cock shrank to 2-3" but my ass wanted more and he gave it to me for I don't know how long but it seemed like ages until he unloaded his seed in me. I was so proud of the way I took his cock after I came. Later back at tbe hotel my bf snidely said "well you got what you wanted a big black dick in your ass, how nice." I think this was when I decided to break up with my white bf and find me a top black man instead.

LOVE swallowing cum. I usually prefer to get fucked and take the load in my ass, but I do love the taste of fresh cum as it squirts onto my tongue. And precum may be my favourite taste in the whole world.

I helped guide Alex down the stairs, him staggering the entire way. He looked so sexy shuffling down the stairs in only his briefs. There was something so hot about a young vulnerable, stripped nearly naked in a group of mostly dressed guys. Something degrading about him being marched through a party so exposed, a group of horny guys discretely beginning to swarm him, knowing something special was about to happen. We reached the bottom of the stairs, Alex hanging on to me for support, starting to notice the bright light above and the cold concrete of the floor on his feet. "Is this the bathroum?" "No, almost there." I could understand his confusion. At the bottom of the stairs was simply a tiny unfinished room, a folding chair, some boxes and a rather heavy looking metal door that had once served as the entrance to a storm shelter. I knocked three times and the door cracked open, and we were met by Sam. Sam served as the unofficial bouncer for these events. At 6'6" and 260 lbs, he was an intimidating man. He had played college football in his 20's and, even more than a decade out, was built like a ton of bricks. And he was handsome to. Clean cut, absolutely jacked, and a handsome face. And he had a big black cock, the biggest I have ever seen. My guess was that is was almost a foot long and thick, although even that may have underestimated it since he is such a muscular, tall guy. "Diego, my man. Heard you might be coming in with a new convert." "Yeah, this little fag twink, supposedly a 'straight' friend on one of my regulars, but judging from how friendly he was with tina, I doubt it." "Damn, how old is this kid?" "18. Fresh faced little twink jock, still living at home with mom and dad. Go ahead, say hi." Without reservation, Sam pulled Alex into his arms, his thumb feeling his bottom lip, his other hand on his ass, feeling it through his thin briefs. "God, I love this job," Sam joked, feeling Alex's bulge through the front of his briefs. "Let me get you guys in," he said, before giving Alex a little kiss and feeling the boy's tongue on his. Same walked back through the door, walked down a short hallway and came to another door on his right. The familiar toxic symbol on the heavy metal door swooped by as Sam unlocked it with his keys. Alex and I walked into the dimly lit room, the door closing behind us. --- My head was in a cloud and my vision was spinning. One second to the next felt like it could've been minutes or hours and vice versa. I fee Diego against me and peoples' hand on me. Lots of guys all around me. Someone's taking my shirt off. Is this a game? The logical part of my mind, the ones that inhibits my actions, I can hear it but it's like it has been cut off from the rest of me. I think someone is taking off my jeans. Who? I think is must be a guy. I'm not gay; logical me would punch a faggot in the face for that. But I feel a hand on my back, one on my butt. I feels good, to be touched; everyone around me dancing grinding on each other. A boy with a cock in his mouth in the corner? My thoughts feel like they're disconnecting from one another. Keep forgetting where I am. Can't remember how I got here. Something exciting about being here. I'm up against Diego. He's supporting me and I like it. He smells good. I feel secure on his chest. He walks me. Feel safe with him. I'm only wearing my briefs? Where are my clothes. I feel exposed; I see a group of guys and girls. They see me. I feel ashamed but something else. Excitement? I love feeling Diego's arm around me. He's keeping me safe. Where am I? Alex, Alex, Alex. I hear people laughing. At me? My dick is hard I can feel it. Is this okay? Stairs. I'm leaving? Are we going to the bathroom, I ask Diego. He says something back. I want to go back and dance with the boys. Didn't know bros could be so hot. I want them to hold me. I'm not a fag. God says being a fag is a sin. Dad says cocksuckers are disgusting. Blake. I want him to hold me. I want to make him happy. It's cold here, at the bottom of the stairs. Blake is talking to someone. He is huge. He's touching me, my lips. I'm a bitch? Where are we? When did we leave the party? His hand on my body. I feel my dick twitch when he touches it. Fag fag fag.

Even though he is your bf, a discussion needs to take place on this issue. I would be willing to be bred with undetectable loads, but not so sure about someone not on meds. It sounds more like your fantasy at this time, and I get it totally. You know him best, so initiate the conversation and see where it takes you.

Of course, but really it speaks more about the unwillingness of many people to discuss things like HIV status with real language. And really Ive seen guys of both status' play into it. Also let be real here, NO ONE is asking if someone showered when they ask, "are you clean?" They are asking one of two things, did you douche? and or "whats your HIV status?" Playing stupid with the answer really doesnt help anyone in the long run. Even if the question may be difficult for some people.