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PART 5 I spent the next day feeling guilty and certain that I had HIV, when I wasn’t busy jerking of relving the whole scene. Then I would feel guilty again. How could I break all the rules my first time out? I had let a guy with HIV fuck me raw and I had even let him cum inside me. It was only when I jerked off that I let myself admit I hadn’t let him cum in me, I had made him cum in me. Why had I done that? The next day after that my horniness got the better of me and I logged on, just to look at his profile I told myself. Before I could get there though, I noticed I had a message. I clicked and it was from him and he had sent it late last night. “Chris, First of all, I had an amazing time with you and really felt a special connection. And i am really happy that I got to be your first Top. You left pretty quickly and I think I know why... the fact I am hiv positive. I normally wouldn’t have even met a guy quite As young as you, but you were just so sexy in your pictures and so eager to be with an older guy like me, i gave in. And then you had such a pretty hole and it smelled so good. And then it tasted so good. And you got my cock so hard with your mouth. I couldn’t help needing to be inside you and I gave in. And you needed it. You needed my cock inside of you. And you knew I wouldn’t use a condom. Or maybe you just didn’t think. You just gave in. And when I was fucking you and you couldn’t have it stop. It just couldn’t stop. You had to have my cock pistoning in and out of you. Even when you knew it would make me cum and I told you I was close. You gave in. You pulled me in and squeezed my cock with your hole and accepted my load. A poz guy was shooting spurt after spurt of his cum into your guts and you gave in. You wanted it. At first when you left, I felt a little guilty and thought maybe I shouldn’t have let it go so far. Here you are, 18 and now you have my hiv cum inside you. And you’ve taken it bareback. You are going to want to get fucked bare again. It’s too addicting. You will give in. You will need it. Cock and cum. Deep in your hole. You will just have to... give in. And I will be waiting to take care of your needs again. When you are hungry and can’t hold off anymore, come over. But there’s no condoms allowed here. And no pulling out. And you will leave full of my cum. Signed, Tim.” I wasn’t just hard when i finished reading that, I was sure i would cum if I even touched my cock. And then I noticed he was actually online. And without hesitation, I gave in. I messaged him, knowing that I was agreeing thAt I did want what he wanted too, to fill my ass with his cum. “Tim, I can’t stop thinking about it. Can I come over again?,” I wrote and hit send. It was maybe a minute later that I got my reply. It was one word,Now. My reply was just as quick, “On my way.” And after a few minutes cleaning myself up, I was out the door. And for the second time in 3 days, was on my way to be a hot older Top man’s bottom toy. The hiv thing definitely went thru my mind, but not nearly as much as the thought of how it felt like he had cum a quart of jizz inside me when he had shot last time. It was the cum I kept thinking about, taking cum.

Part 74 - Planting Lots More Seed When Joe got home, he sent out some messages seeing who might be available for Sunday’s meeting with Blaine and Carter. He also asked a few guys if they knew of a place to breed the brothers. Dennis told him the play room at the hotel was booked. Kyle suggested the storage room in the apartment building, but that seemed to be really risky for anything more than a ten minute pump-n-dump. Finally, Tony sent a reply saying they could use the small playroom at the club’s warehouse, reminding him that they just couldn’t let outsiders know where it was. It was Friday afternoon and he had everything set for Sunday’s second breeding. He sent a message to Blaine: Joe: “u guys still up for sunday?” Blaine: “yes. still sore” Joe: “lol. good. meet in Harrison’s parking lot under sign this afternoon at 3” Blaine: “ok, thx” Sunday morning Joe sent reminder messages to the guys he had contacted. Everyone confirmed he would be at the warehouse at 3:00 PM. Kyle and Joe drove over to the grocery store and parked the car, waiting for Blaine and Carter to show up. A few minutes before three, a pickup truck pulled in and stopped under the large sign, away from any other cars. Joe grabbed his duffle bag and he and Kyle wandered across the lot to the truck. It was a lot nicer than most of the work trucks that many farmers used - it was a 4x4 with big wheels, a crew cab and chrome everywhere. Joe walked up to the drivers window and said “Hop in back. I have some hoods for you guys to wear since you can’t know where we are taking you. I’ll drive.” “No fuckin way. No one drives my truck” said Blaine defensively. Joe shook his head, chuckling to himself. “Ok, then we’ll take our car. Park the beast” he said and started walking back to the car. With the truck parked, Blaine and Carter got into the back of Kyle’s car. Joe dug into the duffle bag and fished out two hoods and handed them to the brothers. Satisfied they couldn’t see out, Joe told them to lay down so no one could see two hooded guys in the car as they drove out of the parking lot. Joe drove around in circles for a few minutes and then drove an indirect route to the warehouse. He parked and they spun the brothers around and then led them inside. They walked through the darkened warehouse to a door and opened it up. Inside was a small playroom with a sling, cross and fuck bench in it. The lone fluorescent light hung from the ceiling and buzzed. Carter was led to the sling and told to stand still. Kyle removed the hood and then his shirt was pulled off, shoes removed and jeans pulled down. Carter was wearing a jockstrap that Kyle decided to leave on. Joe moved over to Blaine and removed the hood and his clothes. Kyle opened up the duffle and pulled four cuffs out and buckled them tightly around Carter’s wrists and ankles. Joe did the same with Blaine who now had a worried look on his face. His eyes got even bigger when the ball gag was pulled out of the box and put on Carter’s head along with a leather blindfold. Joe moved the fuck bench back several feet so that Blaine would be able to have a three quarters view of the guys fucking his brother in the sling. He led Blaine to the bench and Blaine kneeled down on it and felt the cold leather on his stomach. Joe locked his arms and legs down while Kyle leaned Carter back into the sling and secured him too. Joe opened up a cooler and pulled out two cum cubes and pushed one into Blaine and then walked over to Carter and pushed the other one into his hole. Carter yelled out in surprise as he felt the ice cold cube pop inside him. Kyle grabbed two ski masks from the box and walked out of the room. The guys Joe had organized were in the room next door and all were naked and stroking their cocks. Kyle walked in and grinned at the guys. “I’m going to start and open him up, you guys figure out what order you want to fuck him in. We’ll go until everyone is empty. Joe said he hopes each of us can give him at least two loads” Kyle told the guys. “I want to suck each of you guys before you fuck him, so I’ll go last” said Aaron. The other guys nodded and Tony started pointing at guys to set the order. Aaron dropped to his knees and started sucking Kyle’s cock, covering it in spit. Tossing ski masks to the next two guys Kyle remarked "Wear these if you want to keep it anonymous. They’ve already seen me, but it’s up to you if you want to cover your head.” “You ready?” yelled Joe. “Just a minute” Kyle yelled back. “Too late, my dick is already inside him” Joe replied as he slowly pushed his cock all the way in. Blaine was moaning around the gag and Joe could feel his cock push the rapidly melting cube in deeper. Kyle walked into the room and approached the sling. “Get ready to be poz, Carter. We’re not stopping until we’re all out of bugs to give you” Kyle said, rubbing his cock around Carter’s cumhole. Kyle shoved his cock into Carter, knowing he would be tight and there was just the melted cum cube to help him out. Carter screamed out as loud as he could around the gag. Kyle knew his job as the first one in was to do some damage so that all of the loads had an easy entry into Carter’s body. He pulled out and slammed back in, holding the chains of the sling tight. Kyle rocked his hips and started fucking Carter’s hole slowly. He fucked faster and then got Carter swinging so he was fucking himself on Kyle’s shaft. Kyle looked over and Blaine was staring at his brother getting impaled over and over while his own hole was being reamed by Joe’s cock. Blaine could see the biohazard tattoo between Kyle’s shoulders and knew that Joe didn’t seem to be messing around. He watched Kyle thrust his cock viciously into Carter and wondered how many guys were going to breed his brother. Kyle and Joe pounded the brothers who were both grunting around their gags. Kyle began grunting too and then pulled Carter tight as his cock began to spew virus filled cream into Carter’s fertile cunt. “There’s one poz load in” Joe said as he kept fucking Blaine. Kyle pulled out and fingered the cum that was dripping out back into Carter as Tony walked in. Tony didn’t flinch when he saw the 18 year old in the sling awaiting as many toxic loads as they could muster and turn him into a virus filled slut. His cock slid into the cummy hole and he shoved his hips in, pushing Carter away and then tugged back on his legs when he pulled away too far. Tony’s cock was leaking precum every second he was inside Carter and his balls were preparing an extra strong dose to inject into the boi’s hole. Tony had delayed the start of his treatment so he could breed one more guy even though Dr. Simms had advised against it. His viral load had skyrocketed and his CD4 counts had dropped very low in the past few weeks. His partner Derrick was too weak to even show up that day. “FUCK!” screamed out Tony as he shot millions of viral swimmers into Carter’s chute, mixing with Kyle’s seed. Joe hammered Blaine’s ass while Tony bred Carter and then yelled out “There’s two!” Dennis heard his cue and pulled his cock out of Aaron’s mouth and walked next door. He saw the cum dripping out of the hole and moved in quickly, aiming his rigid shaft at the younger brother’s pussy and drove in all the way. Carter yelled out but Dennis ignored it and just began fucking his hole. This was a pump n dump and he planned on dumping a couple loads into Carter. The chains were jangling and Dennis was grunting as the cum started to rise. Joe picked up pace to match Dennis. Dennis let out a yell and ropes of infected cum flooded into Carter’s ass. Joe was right behind and unleashed his first load of the day into Blaine. “Three” Joe yelled out as the last spurt shot into the older brother. Luis walked in, spit still dripping off his cock from Aaron’s blow job. His goal was to be done in under three minutes. He held Carter’s legs and easily slipped into the sloppy, gaping hole. Once he bottomed out, he began to hammer Carter’s ass. His body slammed into Carter’s and even though Carter was trying to squeeze his ass around Luis’s shaft, it was still a loose fuck. Luis pulled out stroked his cock several times and then thrust in deep, unleashing a four day load of toxins into Carter’s ass. Joe was back pounding Blaine and yelled out “Four!” Luis pulled his cock out and leaned down and licked the mixture of cum that was seeping out of Carter’s swollen hole. Steven grabbed Luis by the hair and pulled him back explaining "Out of my way. I’m so fuckin’ close.” With that Steven’s cock sunk into Carter and he was drilling him in seconds. A puddle of cum was growing on the floor under Carter’s ass but Steven was going to replenish what was inside Carter soon. Steven fucked faster and then planted his cock in deep. The cum pumped into the chaser’s cunt, with both Steven and Carter yelling out. “That’s five!” Joe called out. Ryan was the next to dip his cock into the toxic froth in Carter’s ass. Aaron’s oral skills had him on the edge and feeling all of the other charged loads coating his cock quickly drove him over. Joe watched him pound Carter’s ass, ignoring the grunts, screams and yells. Joe’s own relentless fucking of Blaine was taking a toll and he knew he would need a break after his next load. Blaine himself was whimpering from the nonstop pounding. Ryan slammed his cock in one more time and his charged load shot into Carter’s soaked hole. After his balls were empty, Ryan fell down on top of Carter and told him “You better share once you’re poz.” He got up and looked over at Joe who was delivering his second toxic load of the day to Blaine’s neg ass. As Joe withdrew he grunted asking “Six and two. Who’s next?” Nick entered the room as Ryan left. He remembered his own group conversion fuck. He never knew if that was what sealed his fate or if it was one of the numerous loads Aaron gave him in the week after that did it. He loved both experiences and now it was his turn to pay it back. He dug his fingers into the battered hole and twisted them around, coating his fingers with the mixture of tainted spooge. He couldn’t feed it to Carter since the gag was in the way, so he licked them clean himself. He saw streaks of red and the rest was varying shades of pink. He dug his fingers in a second time, this time clawing his fingernails into the flesh. Carter writhed and Nick slapped Carter’s hard cock with his hand. Nick stood up and slid his cock in and started driving in and out. He let the sling do most of the work and by this time Carter’s ass was loose and wasn’t giving him the friction he needed to get off. He used his fist to stroke his cock and then shove into Carter’s hole. He jacked almost to the point of cumming and then finished off inside his victim’s ass. Five strong spurts joined the viral muck already attacking Carter’s body. Joe yelled out “Seven loads in” and Nick walked back to the other room. Aaron eagerly cleaned Nick’s cock, like he had everyone before him. Each time the taste seemed to change slightly and it turned him on. Jaime walked up to the sling nervously. He had only recovered from the fuck flu a few weeks ago, the result of two and a half weeks of daily breedings from Joe and Kyle. He had been having sex with guys since his senior year of high school but it had never been more than a three way and no one had ever watched him fuck a guy. This was a strange experience for him, since he had been driven to this building blindfolded and had no idea where he was. Still, his dick was hard and throbbing as he slid it into Carter’s pussy and he tried to ignore Blaine and Joe’s eyes watching him. Jaime had never felt a hole this loaded before and he felt a spurt shoot out of his cock as soon as he got fully in. To get the job done, he figured he just had to dump all of his newly charged cum into the boi’s hole, but he wanted to fuck too. A quick thought of his first attempt to fuck a girl cooled his balls off enough to let him fuck into Carter. Five minutes of thrusting later he couldn’t delay the shots of cum any longer and he was pumping in yet another strain to mix with the guys before him. “We got eight” Joe yelled out. Jaime stood there after the last spurt shot out, enjoying the feeling until he felt a hand on his shoulder. Aaron was not going to wait any longer. His cock was dripping on the floor and it was hard as steel. Jaime moved away and Aaron’s cock slammed in, shoving Carter away and off his cock. As Carter swung back, his cock drove in again. Each thrust from Aaron was pushing some of the seed out of Carter’s tortured hole and on to the floor. Several minutes later, he grabbed the chains and kept Carter from bouncing away as his cock pulsed and shot his viral cum inside. His body shook and when it stopped, Joe pulled him back. “Nine loads. You guys get a half hour break and then we go again” he told Blaine and Carter. Each of the guys took their turn breeding Carter’s destroyed ass a second time. He whimpered the whole time, sometimes screaming if the abuse got too rough. Joe was able to dump two more loads into Blaine’s cunt and sealed it up with a plug and then let Blaine watch the last few guys add more venom into his brother’s guts. Tony tried to go a third time, but he was to weak to properly fuck Carter. He stroked off and then shoved in at the last second. Dennis and Jaime added a third load, but the rest of the guys were drained. Everyone left, leaving Joe, Kyle, Blaine and Carter in the room. Joe helped Carter to his feet and took off the blindfold and gag. It took a while for him to acclimate to the brightness, but he saw Joe remove the last restraint from his brother and then the gag. It shocked him to see his brother tied down like that but also excited him. He had never seen his brother bottom until Joe had fucked him the other day. Blaine was always the top when they fucked or when someone else had come over for sex. He remembered the one guy’s comment that Carter had better share when he was poz and he realized he had better start learning how to fuck and not just be a cumdump bottom. Joe and Kyle hooded the brothers and then led them back to the car. Another confusing drive back to the strip mall and Joe and Kyle let them out to head home. With their asses plugged, none of the cum was going to leak out. Blaine was determined to leave the plugs in until morning.

Part IV Slowly, Master's cock worked it's way inside my hole. I wish it went easy. That it glided in and went balls deeps effortlessly. That did not happen. Master did not want that to happen. My ass was afire with lust and had opened up for Daddy's fingers, but it was not ready to accept the girth of Master's cock. Each thrust push against my opening stretching it. My ass tensed up and tried to close off the flesh invader. Master would have none of that. He did not increase the tempo. He continued the rocking back and forth. His cock would push through the resistance. The head would push through and stop about 2 inches in. He would pause for a second, slowly withdraw completely, and then thrust back in with the same tempo. This was not about my pleasure. It was another lesson. I opened my eyes hoping that Daddy would be sympathetic if he saw my pain. I was shocked at what I saw. The pale moonlight pathed Master and brought him in a new light. The left side of his body was engulfed in darkness. The right side was faintly visible. I could see the outline of his face and head. His head moved with each thrust bring more moon light to his face. He was vibrant, purposeful, and dark. His right eye had a glow and his nostrils flared with each thrust and then withdrew into the shadows as he withdrew. He chest glistened with sweat and his stomach protruded over my ass. I could feel the power in his hips, restrained to an extent, thrusting into me. His hands were against my hips just above my ass pinning me down. A low growl came with each thrust. Who was this man on top of me thrusting his cock into me with no concern about me? Could he not feel and sense my discomfort? Master must have sensed my thoughts because he thrust deeper and growled loader. Master's cock battered against my 2nd ring, which foolishly tried to resist. With the same purposeful tempo, master thrust into again and again. It was not a battering ram. It was a piston, slowly moving up and down, with nothing able to stop it. Deeper and Deeper. I was biting the pillow in pain. I tried to push my ass deeper into the bed. Master's piston continued. I tried to move up the bed. The hands held my hips in place and the piston continued. There was no relief from this methodical fucking. It was constant, deliberate, and painful. Cold sweat broke over my body. Master could smell the fear coming from me. "Yes boy. Fear me. There is no escape. There is only THE COCK." Why was this happening? I did not agree to this. It was supposed to be a romantic event. This was not rape, but it was not love. It was slow torture. What happened to man who hugged me and promised to make love to me? My body gave way. Master's cock pushed through the 2nd ring and he went all the way in. He paused and did this again. Stronger. Deeper. My back and neck were damp with sweat from the pain. It did not matter. It continued. Again and Again. Master groaned and withdrew completely. His cock rested against my ass. "Boy, You have started to surrender." My ass felt wetter and there was a burning inside it. The pain forced clarity in my mind. I was bleeding. Not badly nor dramatically. Enough to feel. And this was the purpose. This was the reason for the methodical fucking. Pain was the instrument to teach me submission. Blood was a necessary result and it was vital for the final step. I knew that now. This was the act of love, not cruelty. Master did not want me to suffer. He want to free me. He wanted to teach me to submit and please THE COCK. And with this act, my sacrifice to him could happen. He could claim me. I realized this was a test. Would I submit to him with gratitude and love? Or would I be a coward and let him take me? "Master, please don't stop. I need THE COCK inside me." Master got up off me and move aside. He grabbed my right shoulder and turned move over. He then spread my legs and got between them. I raised my hips and he grabbed several pillows to put under them. He moved up and I felt that unmistakable cock between my ass cheeks. Again, he thrust in with a gentle power. He looked into my eyes. I moaned in pleasure. This was different. This was love. I could see the emotion in his body as he lowered his head to my face. I could sense the passion as his hips moved in motion with mine. Master was fucking with power and love. Whereas before there was pain, now Master's cock targeted my prostate with singular attention. Each thrust brought waves of pleasure cascading through me. Fear was gone from my mind. Love and pleasure took dominance. Thrust after thrust. Moan after moan escaping my body. This was more that I could have imagined. This was natural. This was full of grace and compassion. It was how sex should be. Again, Master sensed my thoughts. "Boy, Feel it out. It's okay. " I obeyed Master. I let my mind go. I focused on feeling the pleasure and embracing the emotion. I could feel it well up inside me. I had to share it with Master. I let go. "Sir, I love you." It came as a cry and moan from my lips. More followed. "Sir, make me yours." "Boy, say it. Tell me what you will give to me." It was at that point I realized my ass was not what Sir wanted. He wanted more. The emails, the phone calls late at night. The patience with my cold feet. The encouragement for me to step out and travel. The hug at dinner. The massage at the bed. The battering of my ass. Those were with purpose. Again the purpose was me. Master wanted me. All of me. The virus was just a means to an end. Claim me. Forever. "Sir, poz me sir. I want you to cum inside me. Make me yours." "Boy, I want all of you. You know what I want. Say it." Master's face had moved closer to mine. I looked into his eyes. Power, love and darkness look back at me. I finally understood. Forever means surrender. I did it out of love. "Sir, I give it. I give you my soul. Claim me with your poz seed." Sir's kissed me deeply as soon as a I shouted that. His tempo increased. Now it was power, depth, and speed. I had given permission and he was going to claim it with THE COCK. I raised my legs and wrapped them around him. I wanted Master to know I wanted this. I needed this. His rested against mine as he kissed me aggressively. Suddenly, Master raised up. The moon light illuminated his lovely darkness and power. He thrust deeper and deeper. I could feel THE COCK swell in size. He looked down upon me with intent and menace. "Son, you are mine. Take my gift." With that his cock swelled and throbbed, shooting his seed deep inside my ass. The cock throbbed again and again. My ass was full of hot Master seed pushed deep inside me. Tears came from my eyes as I embraced the passion. I loved this man, this Dark master. Master kissed me deeply. "Son, thank you. It took a long time for you to come. You are mine now. I love you too" The moon was still shining and the night was not yet over. My trip had just started and journey had just started.

Went to the bathhouse last night with my boyfriend. It was his first time there. We agreed to play separately and not cockblock each other. It was a wild night and we ended-up staying for six hours during which I was topped four times, taking two loads, and additionally I blew three guys, swallowing one load, and topped three guys, including my boyfriend. He was topped nine times, taking five load, having topped twice. We both had a great time and are going to go back next month. When we got home we talked about how many loads we had in our ass while we flip-fucked. I made it a point to tell him I was fucking those five loads as deep into his guts as I could, and after some time I bred him with a huge load. After I had cum he had me lay down and smoothly slid into my ass, fucking me for a short time after which he painted my guts with his baby batter. We grabbed a bite to eat then he squatted over a chair to see how much cum came out of his ass. The cum oozing out of his hole constituted a good sized puddle. I followed suit, but the boyfriend won, as he obviously had received more cum injections that night than had I. We crashed and, upon wakening in the morning, we both noticed cum was continuing to dribble out of our ass. I take perverse pleasure in thinking about all that cum trying to fertilize our asses while we slept.

Bar Breeding Last summer my boy and I went to a jockstrap party on the roof deck of a certain leather bar. We wore matching old-school elastic gym jockstraps, not the high fashion kinds that underwear models advertise. I loved the thought of hanging out with nothing but a jock between us and the outdoors, knowing we’d be surrounded by sweaty sexy men wearing just as little as we were. We arrived at sundown, undressed and checked our clothes, and had a few bottled beers. I needed to piss and went downstairs to the mens room to use the stainless steel trough. I saw a skinny tall guy with a nose piercing and a bleached blond buzzcut standing there with an enormous uncut cock hanging out letting his piss flow. I was taken by his big dick, and by his apparent joy in showing it off. I also noticed a biohazard tattoo peeking out over his pubes. The guy stood next to me, sneering or smiling as I whipped mine out and started to piss. He put his arm on my shoulder and I just grinned and smiled at him. He nodded silently to me and brought his free hand down to my dick, wrapping his hand around the base while I kept my stream going. When my stream died down, he shook it a few times and slipped it back into my jockstrap. Of course, his hand had given me a bit of a hard-on. I washed my hands and he muttered, ‘see you later.’ I went back upstairs and got two fresh beers for me and my boy. As I handed him his bottle, he snickered noting my hard-on straining the pouch of the jockstrap. My boy took his, we clinked bottles, and then he headed downstairs for a pee. I hadn’t had a chance to mention my POZ friend at the trough, but figured out that he’d learn on his own in no time. Sure enough, maybe ten minutes later, he came back with his own dick straining to get out of his pouch and a goofy grin. Without an explanation, he came up to me and wrapped his arms around me, kissing me hard. I was wondering if he tasted a little like cum. When he pulled off my mouth I asked, ‘What’s gotten into you?’ ‘Nothing… yet…’ He then told me that the guy had held his dick while he pissed then jerked him off. He shot his load into the guy’s hand. The guy licked up half and then smeared the rest of my boy’s fresh cum right into my boy’s mouth. I loved that my boy had given into his naughty streak and let a stranger make him cum, and that he’d just swapped his seed with me on a crowded deck where surely at least a few guys knew exactly what he’d just done. We grooved a little and made out on the deck and I went for two more beers. Our bathroom buddy appeared next to me, and I got a beer for him. We walked over to my boy and chatted a bit. As it got darker outside, guys all around us were getting more frisky. The guy kissed me on my cheek, then my boy. He groped his crotch while watching us make out. ‘I love couples,’ he said as he positioned himself behind my boy. Reaching around my boy, he grabbed my hips so the three of us were grooving together. I grabbed the POZ stranger’s saggy ass and squeezed. He slipped his fingers down towards my ass and stoked my hole a bit. I did the same to him, feeling his ass a bit moist and sticky, likely with someone’s cum. All the while, making out with my boyfriend, I got my sticky fingers and started massaging my boy’s meaty firm ass cheeks. I let my finger tease his hole, knowing I was playing with fire. My boy grabbed his cheeks and pulled them apart. I worked one sticky finger in before going back to the stranger’s hole for more natural lube. The POZ guy was really grinding on my boy’s ass and whispering filthy things while chewing on his ear. When my boy’s hole was opening up and wet with someone’s cum, I scooped the stranger’s cock out of the jock. I felt as his bare cock slid up and down my boy’s crack. My boy had his cheeks pulled as far apart as they would spread. He nodded to me, pleading for my help. I grabbed that POZ cock and angled it so the head was right at my boy’s hole. They nodded at each other then my boy looked into my eyes as he backed himself onto his first raw POZ cock. My boy groaned loudly enough that a few dudes on the roof deck turned and smiled, happy to watch the bare action unfolding in the crowd. One the stranger bottomed out inside my boy, he wrapped his arms around my neck for support and kept his eyes glued to mine until they glazed over. Hands were everywhere as other strangers touched my boy and his POZ top. The stranger looked up and me and raised his eyebrows as if to ask me for permission to breed my boy. I just nodded knowing it was going to happen whether I wanted it to or not, and I knew I wanted it to happen. I watched as his face twisted into a grimace and his pace quickened. He lurched forward as he started cumming deep in my boy’s guts. My boy collapsed into my chest as the stranger kept hammering bursts of toxic seed into his ass. My boy was covered in sweat as the top kissed him gently all over his back. My boy stood up and a few guys clapped. The stranger winked at me then backed into the crowd where I lost sight of him. My boy grabbed my face and kissed me deep. I pulled back and he looked at me surprised, like he was afraid that I didn’t want anything to do with him. On the contrary, I was so hard I knew I was going to cum soon. I spun my boy around and he grabbed his ankles. I slid easily into his stretched out puffy hole. I pounded him for as long as I could hold out, noting a frothy circle of cum churned out of his hole at the base of my cock in my matted sticky pubes. I jerked forward afraid my boy would loose his balance. I had been so busy focusing on my boy’s cummy hole that I hadn’t noticed that he was now choking on a muscle daddy’s thick cock. I came hard in him, adding my seed to the toxic load our stranger had left. I fired into him a few times thinking I was done. The whole scene was so hot, I came a few spurts on my boy’s back. He spun around and sucked my cock clean as the muscle daddy smeared my load into his hole with his own bare dick and slid in next. My boy’s hands were wrapped around my waist as the daddy bred him deep. When someone else tried to slide in, my boy threw up his hands. Three loads was apparently enough for him and we went to sit down on a bench. The muscle daddy brought over some beers and we toasted. When I was ready for another piss, my boy grabbed me and told me we needed to go before one of us took another three loads. We got dressed and went home where I fucked another load into him.

Part I: It was a crisp fall day in New England. I love the fall. The cold mornings are perfect reasons to have a pumpkin infused hot drink and to wear layers of clothes. As the day warms, it is the perfect weather for strolling in the woods. The autumn breeze blows the leaves off the trees and rustles the leaves along the ground. At night, the cooling temperatures yields mists allowing the autumn moon to portend a dark , enchanting evening. This morning was different. I was in New England a place I have never been. Most people come to New England in the fall to revel in the season. They drive to see the spectacular fall colors and enjoy the small towns. I came in the tail end of fall well past the peak leaf season. The leaves were mostly on the ground with some survivors still fighting their fate on the branches. Instead of crowds, there was silence. Instead of colors, there was brown and grey. It was a day where I was to meet the man who was going to change my life. He was going to breed me with his cock and infect me with HIV. I had nervous energy all day. I had spent the day hiking and then showered up before meeting him at a local restaurant in the evening. When I got to the restaurant, he was there. I had never met him before but I knew the man in the plaid shirt and jeans was my Master. He was a broad shouldered man with a rotund stomach. He had gray hair and a thick trimmed grey beard. He smiled as he looked at me. He stood up as I walked to him. He gave me a handshake which he pulled to a hug. His strong arms and big hands swallowed me up. It was a warm, encapturing embrace. It overpowered my nerves and I quickly sat down. He made small talk until the waitress appeared to take our order. He spoke up , ordering a large steak for him, and he ordered vegetable soup with a salad for me. He also ordered a beer for himself, and cocktail for me. I did not speak at all. When the bill came, I paid without a thought. Dinner ended quickly and we left the restaurant. He told me to get into his truck. Rather than drive to the motel , he took me to the nearby park along the river. It was a chilly autumn night. I was cold so my Master put his rugged work coat around me as we walked along the river. The moon was out and reflected on the water in the cool evening. "Are you ready for this, son?" "Yes, Sir." "Are you ready to give up your life?" "Yes, Sir." "This is your last chance to ask and learn." "Yes, Sir. Sir, must I do this?" "It is your choice boy. I cannot make it for you. Why did you make this trip?" "Because I wanted to see you, Sir" "Why did you want to see me boy?" "Sir, we have been talking for a year. I cherish talking with you by chat and phone. I value your wisdom. I respect your knowledge. I love your compassion." "Why do you respect my knowledge? What are you seeking"? "Sir, I fight who I am. I am a "straight man" who is a sissy gay boy. I fight it. I am disgusted by my desires. I have oppressed them all my life. You have helped me see the beauty and love in them. You help me see the truth , Sir." "What is the truth, Son?" "Sir, the truth is I want to submit to you and your power. I want to be your submissive slave. I will do as ask you ask. I want you to control me. Help me end this life and be reborn anew. Help me become who I dream of and who I am destined to be, Sir" "How will I do this, boy?" "Sir, you will make love to me with your cock. You will breed me and that will convert me to who I am." "Boy, what kind of love will I make to you?" I stop walking at this question and looked away. I listen to the water glide downstream and the gentle wind move leaves along the ground. I shiver at the thoughts running through my head. Can I do this? Is this the right thing to do? Why was I doing this? I knew it was wrong. I should flee this immediately. Why do an act that was going to risk my health and radically change my life? He hugs me from behind. His arms envelope my chest holding me tight pressing me into his body. I feel his strong presence against my back and ass. "Boy, what kind of love will I make to you? What do you want, boy? You have to say it for me to do it. You have to want it." I turn around. I feel the nerves in stomach. Master's hands reach up and guide my face to look into his eyes. I fall into them. There is such strength, passion, and love. How can I resist this? I accept what I want. "Sir, I need you to make poz love to me. Only this will change my life. This will force me to accept who I am and embrace it. I want to destroy this me and liberate the true me." He stares into my eyes. He steps closer and hugs me tight. He kisses the top of my forehead. I feel his body against mine and portend the hard daddy cock that is pressing against me. "Good choice boy. I believe you. When we get to the hotel, you will change. You will accept what I have planned for tonight. You will surrender all free will to me. You will give up everything. You can question but you cannot ask. You can resist but you cannot struggle. Tonight, I will convert you to mine. Forever. " With that, we move back to the truck. I climb in. A deep rumble disturbs the evening calm as the truck engine turns over and we drive to the motel. I stare out the window thinking what am I doing?

Mike grinned as he fished out his cock from his biohazard rubber. “That’s it lad, you know exactly what you want, I’m just going to make sure it’s my strain you carry. The seed that will infect you. I’m going to incubate that bugson hole. Soon, you’ll want nothing but me” He had that right. I was in heat. Lusting. Harder than ever. I felt him push up against my sore hole. The PA tickling the edges, going past them, gliding easily into me thanks to the cum of all the others. It felt powerful, more like a ritual I would get used to, hell even carry out myself once I’m one of them… Fuck. I’m thinking like I’m a pozbrother already. Pushing its way further into me, as if he wanted all of him, every drop to saturate and alter me. “You like that, yeah? Good. You’re just a life support system for a toxic cock. Your principles, ethics, feelings and loyalties – they’re all up for being reconfigured.” Shit, he could sweet talk. “Tell your bugdad how you feel, pig” “I feel whole bugdaddy. I feel right. It’s as if this was my destiny all along. To be your bugson.” It was just coming out now. Dark thoughts I’d never dreamt of vocalizing had no choice but to be aired now during this moment. The idea of me, 42, being claimed as a son by a man of a similar age seemed perverted, but that was small fry to what was on the menu right now. His toxic cock was starting to pump me, my hole clamping down as if to milk him quicker. I knew this was it. My insides felt shredded and sore, but I know that this was the answer to any ailment right now. Mike pulled out and looked down “Ah, pink cummy blood goo. You’re well on your way.” And rammed his meat back into me. The gasp as it wrecked me anew turned him on more, if anything. His thrusts quickened as did his breathing. The assault on me was an introduction to trusting him with my life. Trusting him to use his powers to change that. Trusting him to claim me. “No way back now, pig. Like you had any chance… argh!” Oh wow. I’d taken a fair bit of cum but this bastard fast tracked through that. It was as if the entire sauna had worked together in my recruitment. All I could say now was… “Thank you bugdaddy. Thank you for gifting this boy.” He reached over and began snogging me then gently whispered “Welcome to your new life, pig” and my cock must have poked into his stomach as he sensed my, what, relief? Jubilation? “I can guarantee that you’re now en route to becoming a pozpig. No pig I know, or should I say bred, has ever avoided it. Your cock seems to agree too. Perfect. Daddy is going to rebuild you into the toxic pig you deserve to be” “Yes daddy, thank you” A haze came over my mind. Dazed from what just happened. Feeling myself beginning to be rewritten and transformed. “I like your rubber, daddy. Very hot” “That’s good to hear, pig, because the plans I have for you involve you wearing a lot of it. You’ve definitely earned your biohazard now.” Bloody hell. That’s a sentence you don’t hear in polite society. “When did you last cum, pig?” I had to think. Actually, no, I’d not cum at all throughout the evening. Hard as a rock and precumming like a bastard, but no actual cumming. “Earlier, Sir. Possibly last night” “Ah, so that cock has yet to cum its last neg load, eh?” he said, as he began to stroke. “I think we both know that I should have the honour of taking the last of your innocence then hehehe” He was right. This mad, twisted logic what it was, made it seem like common sense. Almost courtesy. “Um, yes bugda… Oh” He was on it. Worshipping his new son’s soon-to-be-toxic cock. Hurrying the process. It didn’t take long, but my word I don’t think I’ve ever cum so much and so hard in my life. In the afterglow, he tenderly stroked me as if I was a newborn. Our lips locked together and I tasted myself. Or should it be the last remnants of me. It was the first time I think I’ve tasted my own cum, and by the looks of it, not the last. “Lick your lips. He’s gone now. Mr innocent. I own you as of right now. You’re my bugson in mind and in body” He was right. I know that now. My Bugdaddy is always right.

Part III The room was not cold but I was shivering. I was shivering in fear as I lay on the bed face down. I grabbed a pillow and lay my chin on it. Master moved around but I did not turn to see what he was doing. I soon felt his powerful hands on my feet. Something hot and slick was being rubbed on my right foot. It was a strong, forceful but not painful. The hands worked up to my ankles, working the oil into my skin with smooth, broad strokes. Sir was forcing the tension up my body with each stroke driving it from where it touched. His hands moved to my calves and then thighs. Each muscle protested at the robust hands driving the oil in to my skin. Yet soon, they gave way to the assault and submitted to him. Sir was making my entire body submit. I felt Sir stop. The mattress sagged as more weight came on to it. Sir was straddling my back with knees an either side. Sir's hands them skipped going higher and went to my shoulders. Again it was a uncomfortable , strong massage. My shoulders tensed up trying to resist the powerful hands. I groaned in discomfort and tried to move. "Boy, you can resist but you cannot struggle. You will be mine in every way." He continued this assault on my body. Each muscle yielded to his power and relaxed under him. His hands pinned me down, pushing down my back driving their power into me. Slowly, he worked his way down driving the tension lower and lower. Sir was focusing all of the tension into one part of my body, my ass. I had closed my eyes under this onslaught. Now, I felt the need to open them. I did. It was much darker than before. Sir had blown out the candles. Only the pale moon light coming through the windows illuminated the room. I noticed a mirror at the top of the bed. Sir had placed it there so I could see what was happening. Sir wanted me to see him. He looked different in the moonlight. He was still a broad shouldered man but I could see and sense the strength in him. His white hair had a blackish tint and his bread did not cover up the determination. Master had a purpose. Every action, every move, every breath propelled him towards his purpose. I shuttered in realization: I was that purpose. "Yes, boy, you are learning your fate. Delve into it. Embrace it or fight it. It makes no difference. Your fate is mine." The voice was not the embracing man at dinner. It was a darker, firm tone that ended in a snarl when he said the last bit. His hands continued to push, rub and massage the tension in my body. Corralling it into my ass. My head started to swim with all this pressure. My body was relaxing except for my head and ass. My legs, back, arms, and shoulders were weary from the rub down. I simply wanted to melt into the bed. My ass was taught and tense. My head was lost in thoughts of fear, shame, and desire. I wanted to resist but my body would not let me. My heart was racing as this pressure only built up and up. At this point, Master slapped my ass. It was not a spank since he slapped the side of my ass. I cried out in pain and shame. Why was he doing this? What did I do to deserve this? Master struck again and I whimpered in humiliation and pain. "No, boy. Do not speak if you wish to become my Son. This is your final and only warning." Again, a slap on the side of my cheeks. Another one the other side. Harder and louder. I did not speak. I surrendered to the pain and shame. I understood this was not about deserving. It was about service and obedience. "Good. You are proving your worth." The slapping stopped and hot oil drizzled on my ass. My ass was stinging with shame and taught with tension. The oil dripped down between my thighs and cheeks. Master's hands came to my ass and started to massage my cheeks. It was different. This was not painful. It was subtle and pleasurable. The tension in my ass melted away. My mind was a different story. I closed my eyes and just accepted what was happening. The bed shifted again as Master moved lower. His hands pushed my legs apart and he lay down between them. I felt Master's hands part my cheeks and then his tongue shattered my mind. His tongue licked my ass and my opening. It was gentle, probing, and oh, so hot. I wanted to squirm to get away from the liquid, probing heat but I could not. My body lacked the power it was still tired from the rub down. All I could do was surrender to it and let it open my ass up. And open up I did. The hands parted my ass and the tongue got deeper and deeper. The heat continued to build up in my ass. It was nothing that compared to the fire in my mind. With my eyes closed, my other senses went into high gear stimulating my mind. What was fear had given way to desire and now the rimming was fanning flames of passion in my mind. The stimulation continued as Master added a finger to his tongue. As my ass opened, the finger inserted in gently, thrusting in and out. Soon another finger was added. Then another. There was discomfort as the fingers widened my ass thrusting in and out. The heat was so much and my hips began to discretely move with Master's fingers. My eyes stayed closed trying not to think about what was going to happen. Master changed that. "Boy, what do you want?" My hips moved in time with the fingers. I kept my eyes closes as my imagination came to life. "Pleasure and release sir. I can't take much more of this." The fingers continued to thrust in me as Master moved positions. I felt his breath on the back of my neck and a gentle kiss near my ear. "Boy, what do you need?" My vivid imagination betrayed me. I could see Master in my eyes and his firm daddy cock. I wanted that. I remembered all the chats and phone calls. I was flooded with his loneliness and need. The heat and passion and love combined to destroy my final reservations. "Master, I need your daddy cock in me. " Once the words left my mouth, I knew I could not take them back. Immediately, Daddy stopped and got off the bed. I heard a rustling as Daddy got something from a bag, a cap open, and then the mattress sag again under Master's weight. Daddy was on top of me. His chest was against my back and his kissed the back of my neck. I felt his powerful, slick daddy cock against my ass. He started to rock his hips against me rubbing his cock up and down the crevice of my ass. More kisses on the back of my neck. More stimulation flaming only more fire and passion. "Boy, do want to become my son?" "Yes, sir. I do" "Then tell me what you want." "Sir, I want you to make love to me." "Boy, what kind of love?" I wanted to deny it. He would not let me. The cock in my crevice. The kisses on my neck. The powerful body pressing down on me. The heat from him. The love and compassion. The power. How could I not yield to this man? "Master, please make poz love to me. Sir, breed me and grace me with your seed." I felt Master shift. He cock was no longer at my crevice but pointed at my hole. The kisses resumed. The rocking of the hips resumed but it was different. The cock was now penetrating into me.

Last year I got divorced, and since then I’ve done a lot of thinking and personal reflection. I’ve accepted that I am gay and in June I was with a man for the first time. I’ve now been with 7 others and they’ve all used condoms. I’ve fantasized about barebacking and getting pozzed for years, but I’m not yet ready to go that far. I have an appointment with my PCP for next week and I’m going to try to get on prep. I think that is the next step for me. I’m anxious to finally let a man inside me raw and take his sperm. I’m not sure I’ll ever seek out the bug, but it is still a huge fantasy for me.

I was 23. By this point in my life I had experienced quite a bit of gay sex. I had been in threesomes, saunas, taken multiple one-on-ones, and, of course, blowbangs. All my sexual encounters had been safe, but that didn't prevent me from routinely fantasizing about taking a bareback load. I had just returned back to the UK after a week long ski trip with my cousins. On most ski holidays I would hookup with multiple guys on Grindr and would have satisfied my need to get arsefucked, but on this ski trip I had only managed to suck two cocks! And to make it worse, I hadn't had cock in my arse for weeks! Not surprisingly, I spent the entire journey back to my house googling big black cocks. I was turned on for a good fucking. We returned to my cousins' home in the Midlands where I collected my car, quickly setting off to central Birmingham where I knew I could quickly get a hookup with a nice big cock. Within minutes I was speaking with a guy called ++ BBC. He invited me over at his apartment and wanted to have me for the next few hours. As an enticement, he told me his cock was a good nine inches. I agreed, we exchanged our respective locations, and I set off walking to his flat to meet him. I met him straight outside his flat. I didn't expect to meet him outside so I was quite shocked when he met me on the sidewalk, where he gave my ass a sharp slap asking "Is this thing ready to be destroyed?" We caught the lift up to his flat as he was on the second from top floor. I could make out the edges of his cock through his jogging bottoms and I was getting nervous from its sheer size. He pushed me up against the side of the lift turning me and pushing my face in to the mirror, he began sliding his spit-lubed finger in my arsehole as his thick meat pushed into the side of my leg. We arrived on to his floor, he pushed me out the lift and dragged me to his door, where, upon opening the door, he pushed me inside and pushed my head down hard until I collapsed to my knees. I wanted to suck his cock so bad and take his thick load in my mouth. He undid his jeans, belt and threw off his top. I could now make out the larger outline of his big flacid black cock in his boxers. I gasped looking at how big he was. I felt as though it was at least 2 inches longer than the 9 inch he said I'd be getting. Pulling down his boxers out sprang the huge black cock I yearned to take. I was becoming very nervous as I thought this would split me in two but I stared mesmerised. I spared no time in beginning to deepthroat, wank and suck this monster. My black man loved this and decided to face fuck me grabbing the back of my head and forcing his cock down my throat, followed by repeatedly cock slapping my face with his spit soaked penis, talking to me about how much he thought I wanted his cock in my asshole, I loved it. He pushed me towards the bedroom, made me undress and forced me in to a doggy position. I asked if he had any condoms so he put one on. Then, having lubed both his cock and my ass, he stretched me by slowy pushing on and off my asshole until his head was in. Then pushing in and out of my asshole until he was about 7 inches deep. My ass felt like it was going to explode. He was only seven inches in but he was by far the widest girth cock I had even taken. He pulled out and started playing with his cock. I reached backwards to play with him and finger my gaping arsehole when he snapped "No!" Pushing me down in to the bed and putting handcuffs on me he commented "You're my slut for today," while rubbing his cock over my arsehole as he commented "I think we need a blindfold too." I begged him not to but I couldn't do anything. He applied the blind fold, came round the front of me and starting face fucking me again. I could tell the condom was off as I could taste it still but just felt thick meaty cock in my mouth. He pulled out of my mouth and said "Now, are you going to take my cock bareback or do I need a gag as well?" I agreed to take him bareback - I had no choice but to. I was terrified having never done it before, so I asked if he could cum In my mouth. He aggred putting more lube on his cock and again started sliding his cock in and out of my arsehole. It was going in so much easier without a condom. I could feel the base of his cock pounding in to me and could hear his balls slapping against mine I could feel every contour of his cock. I didn't know my asshole could take such a long cock. He started picking up speed ignoring my crys of pain/joy and shouting back at me "This is what you came here for, you slut!" He pushed me down in to the bed. I felt like I was wrestled into submission, being so contrained I couldn't move if I wanted to. I couldnt move. His thrusts were hard and deep in to my hole until I felt his cock throbbing and began feeling wet all over my ass and cum spurting inside me. Withdrawing his cock, he stepped around in front of me and unceremoniously thrust his cock into my mouth. I could taste his cum and enjoyed cleaning his cock. This time withdrawing from my throat he gave me a light slap promising me "You'll have more later, bitch." He walked out of the room and I could hear him on the phone next door but couldn't make out what he was saying. It's worth noting this entire time I was laying flat on the bed, my hands still hand cuffed and blindfolfed with cum dripping down my balls. He went on to fuck me again later that day and then let me go. I met him several times afterwards and even met him and his two friends together.

Part II We got back to the motel. It was a small family owned hotel with the motel portion off the main road behind the family house. The motel only had 8 units and it appeared all were empty except mine. Daddy stopped the truck. He looked me. "Boy, this is your last chance. Once we enter that room, you are mine. You will do as I ask. You will submit to me." I swallowed hard about hearing this. Master's tone was firm but with compassion. He was not threatening. He was honest and direct. "Boy, what do you want? I need you to affirm this one more time. Tell me what you want from you Master." I could not back out now. I saw his body and eyes. This was a strong man, holding back his need to dominate me and give me the opportunity to say no. This was a man who was lonely, living alone in the country. Society has cruelly ostracized men such as him. Since they loved men; they dominated men; they did not worship the Christian god and they were infected with a deadly contagious disease, it was best if people ignored them. Yet this man had not ignored me. He had talked to me, reasoned with me. He had been patient with me. He had told me that my desires and lusts were natural. They were not sinful. They were part of me and I was being cruel, dishonest to myself and my family by denying it. How could I deny him and myself? I felt such love for him. "Sir, please make love to me. My body and mind yearn for him to make me yours." He gently kissed me. It was our first kiss. It was a kiss of confirmation and promise. This was only the beginning. "Boy, go into the room. Go into the bathroom, take a hot shower, clean yourself, and change." I left the truck, entered the room, grabbed a bag beside the bed, and entered the small bathroom. The next 15 minutes were a daze. I did not think, I just did. I cleaned myself for him. I took a scalding hot shower scrubbing my body, making sure I was pure for him. Finally, I changed for him putting on a white silk robe and left the bathroom. My master all turned off all the lights. The only light was a couple of candles and the moon light coming through the windows. "Stay there boy. Wait for your eyes to adjust." Slowly my eyes adjusted to the darkness. With the limited light, I saw master. He was naked. In the flickering light, I could see his strong frame. His hands were on hips with his muscular, stout legs spread shoulder length apart. "Come here, boy. Come to me." I meekly walked to him. As I got closer, I glanced down his body to see his daddy cock. I was memorized by it. I could not see all of it but it looked too big to fit in me. I paused slightly but continued towards him. As I got closer, daddy's left hand left his hip and slapped me across the face with the back side of his palm. A loud clap hit the room and I felt the stinging on the left side of my face. "Keep your eyes on my eyes. Don't ever stop when I give you a command, boy." I did not speak. I locked eyes on him. I felt shame but I did not look down. "Good boy." His arms went around me in a hug and I felt him pull me closer. He titled his head and kissed my neck. His arms were around my back and I could feel his power as they moved across the silk. He kissed my neck, biting me gently, and then kissing my head. He then looked into my eyes and as he leaned into kiss me I closed my eyes. I felt him kiss me slowly , gently holding me. Gradually, his tongue opened my mouth deeper, pushing stronger into me as his arms bear hugged me . His arms went down my back grabbing my ass pulling me. I could feel his daddy cock against my stomach and my knees started to go weak. He stopped and I opened my eyes. He was smiling. "Boy, it's time for you to please me. Do what comes to your mind. " Immediately, I dropped to my hands and knees. I kneeled and kissed his feet. I kissed his feet and ankle licking my way up his legs. I paused at his knees kissing and nibbling at the lower part of his thighs. I continuing kissing his upper thigh until I was face to face with his cock. I was about to use my hands, but realized this was a mistake. The true act of submission required me only to use my mouth and tongue. I changed positions slightly and moved to kiss his balls. I kissed them twisting my head to suck them from below. I continued to lick and kiss his balls until I started to feel pain in my neck. "Good boy. You may now kiss the cock." I stopped what I was doing and looked at the daddy cock. Fluid was at the tip and I kissed it. I opened my mouth and licked the tip and base. I moved up head up and down the cock licking it with intense passion. My neck muscles did not appreciate the movement but I dare not stop. It was my purpose to please this lovely man. "Son, you are doing well. You have anointed the cock with your spit. Take it into your mouth. Show me you want to worship daddy's cock." With these words, I looked up into his eyes. I opened my mouth, leaned forward taking him into my mouth. It was not a graceful act but I covered my teeth with my lips and pushed my tongue to the side. I wanted to take this cock deep. I wanted to prove myself to him. Minutes went by, but I only focused on the cock in my mouth. Daddy's hands moved up to my head, rubbing his heads in my hair as his hips moved subtly with my head. I remember gagging a bit but Daddy did not get angry nor force me. He only affirmed my progress in pleasing him. My mind was afire with lust. I could not believe the pleasure I was getting from this. I had watched porn before and watched bottoms get lost in sucking a man's cock but I believed that was just acting. Now, I learned that cock sucking is not just about pleasing your man. It was about getting lost in sucking a cock; feeling it throb against your cheeks. Feeling the balls slap rhythmically against your lips. The hands caressing your head and the growls of pleasure coming from this strong man. The salty and sweaty taste in my mouth. This was how love was supposed to be. Passionate, intense. Selfless. Surrendering your needs to the needs of a Daddy. " Son, you have pleased me and the cock. Stand up before me." I arose from my knees and stood before him. His hands moved to my shoulders pushing the robe off my body. I was naked before my Daddy. "Son, get on the bed lying on your stomach. Daddy wants to massage your body." I climbed on to the bed afire with passion and scared about what was going to happen next.

It’s been a while from our last post, but there was so much happening... anyway, can’t post here all the fucks we had, but will try to explain some more interesting. We had some travels las month, both for work and some holidays. When travelling for work we normally travel separately, but holidays is so totally different way. This year we decided to explore some eastern europe. Have a friend who is polish, and he always says that polish guys are really kinky. Well... he is, so we thought: why not. Decided to head to Cracow asi it looks more interesting than Warsaw, and then head to Prague. Well, let me tell u, Cracow is absolutely beautifull, artistic and bohemian. But the guys there, well, only had one good fuck really. So after 3 days we decided to give Warsaw a chance. And damn yes, glad we did it. Arrived in Warsaw at 4pm and at 6 my husband had already had some polish cum inside his ass. We stayed in the very center of the city, so our grindr was exploding of mssgs. Imagine, that two handsome soanish guys among all the blond stuff can be interesting. The first guy was living just across the street, so our conversation was sth like this: -hi -hi, what’s up -wanna fuck? -hell yeah -where are u? -at the hotel -condom? -no way -room number? -24 -be the in 5 min and that’s all. Told my husband to take a quick shower, and did the same after him. When i left the shower, the guy was already there being sucked by my husband. Just drop off my towel and put my hard cock in his mouth. He sucked really good. After a while of mutual sucking he just asked: -so? Who’s the bottom slut? -we both can be, but start with my husbands hole nothing more to say, he just put his cock inside and started to fuck him hard and fast. After five minutes or so i decided i also wanted some cock so we both put on all 4 and the guy started to fuck as both, amazing cock, quite big, but not to much, and a lot of precum. Yummy. 10 min later he said: -ok, who’s gonna fuck me? so i put my cock into his hole and started to pound him. He liked it fast and hard. I bred his after 15 min or so. And he decided to breed my husbands hole. Amazing amount of cum. -how long gonna stay here? He asked... -no idea, some days, maybe a week... -ok, need to go back with my bf now, he has no idea i am here, but lets fuck again one of those days -cool, no problem... so this is how we had our first fuck in the city, and it was only the beggining. to be continued...

I lost count of the loads I took in the next couple of hours. Poppered up and hazy, I seem to adapt into this new existence as a raw pig. Although the crowd were thinning out, I called out to see if anyone was around, as I was still strapped into the sling. We’ve all had our fun, I thought, as I debated phoning in sick the next morning, or how many hours time it would be. Then I could make out movement from the corner of my eye as a shadow appeared at the door. “Oh hey, could you untie me please? Everyone seems to have fucked off home” Out of the shadows came the receptionist. All six foot of him, with a muscular swimmer’s build, but this time naked bar a clear yellow rubber jock with a black biohazard symbol on the front which contained what looked like a heavy ring at the end of his cock. “Yeah mate, I will do eventually. Once I’ve bred that hole first.” It seemed, well, a reasonable request for freedom at this point. I’m sure something inside of me had been unlocked this evening, and the sight of him had my cock stirring to attention. “It’s Dan, right? Glen and Steve told me you finally had a vacancy, and so I thought I’d have a go” Fuck, he did look beautiful. Standing there in that jock, talking to me like I was a piece of meat. I found myself wanting to taste that biohazard symbol with my tongue, slowly making out the shape of it, as if to write it into my mind. “uh, sure, well go ahead. I guess one last random fuck won’t do me any harm”. Compared to the harm that’s already been committed to me, I weighed up this screwed sense of new principles. “The name’s Mike incidentally and I don’t think you quite understand mate. Usually I’ll turn away most horny drunks that rock up to the sauna in need of a late night snack, but I let you in. I took a shine to you.” Suddenly I felt a little scared. As scared as anyone who was strapped into a sling in a sauna complex where they’d been bred by numerous strangers. “I only gift men who deserve it. Those with… potential.” Everything about this evening had gone from weird to completely fucked up. “Potential?” I asked, worried. “Oh yeah. I’ve been looking for a bugson for a while now, and having watched you adapt to being a raw whore has been very interesting. Seeing as you’re still there, boy, let this bugdaddy mark you as his.” My cock hardened further. What was I hearing? It sounded twisted, wrong and… horny as fuck. “I see you like that boy, now tell bugdaddy to incubate you and claim you as his son” Oh, what the hell. “Please, bugdaddy. Claim this boy as yours. Please…”

This was my first cock in over a year. It was also my first bare cock, and oh, it was also my first creampie. It was an army guy with an eight and a half inch cock. I had been talking to him for a while but we couldn't match our schedules. In addition he repeatedly said he just wanted a blow job, whereas I continually pestered him to take my bareback virginity, enticing him by describing my smooth hole, and suggesting if he wanted I was prepared to dress a girl, and even had a wig at m disposal. Finally our schedules coincided, and we were both free. Again he asked to see my boypussy, so I sent him pics, at the same time providing my address. He immediately drove over. I never had more than 7" before so I told him we can try to make it fit. I had given him the building code so when I heard a soft knock on my door I knew it was him. Opening the door, I admitted him, gesturing to the bedroom where he unbuckled his belt, dropped his pants and presented himself. Words were superflous. Dropping to my knees I sucked him at a steady pace. Because of the tapered shape of his seriously thick shaft it actually fit okay in my mouth although I have no deepthroat abilities. A few times he pushed me down or I pushed myself down to the base until I was gagging as much as I could, but for the most part wasn't forceful. He didn't need to be. It was the obvious order, man and sissy. So after a while he asked "all cleaned out?" but I honestly didn't understand what he was asking, although eventually I got the gist of his question. Instructing me to lay on the bed, I slipped my panties off leaving just garters and stockings so he could lift my dress up and enter my ass. I spread my legs wide and held onto the pillow and he didn't hesitate at all. Squirted some astroglide and fingered it into my hole and pushed in. He was huge which I could feel but it was obviously smoother than with a condom. It was still painful because of his size and he wasn't wasting any time raping my hole or letting me get used to it although I'd stretched out a little before but with a dildo that his cock dwarfed. I asked him to go slower but after a little bit my muscles relaxed and gave out and he could open me up more. He seemed really eager and was just using my hole, not really humping me or handcuffing me or anything. After using my ass for a few minutes he remarked "I'm gonna cum soon." Upon hearing as much I was somewhat releaved, and the pain of his cock subsided, almost as if my body could see the light at the end of the tunnel. Oddly I think I even felt a bit sad the fuck was coming to an end. Much effort had gone into making this occasion happen. I asked "Are you cumming in me?" He affirmed and let out a groan as he flooded my ass for the first time. I couldn't feel it physically but I felt so happy my hole could please this man's elephant cock and loaded balls. Afterwards he just wiped me and himself down and put his pants on. Now that I think of it he never took his shirt off, and went to his car leaving me on the bed, his load dripping out of my ass.

stopped them 20 years ago, will never re-use them. why should I use a condom when I can fuck bare?

Naked session at local cruise club Sunday afternoon is all naked at my local cruise club as I learned to my delight when I turned up in frustration when a scheduled BBRTS cumdump orgy failed to eventuate. I stripped down and headed into the dark passageways and before long found a smooth young guy in complete darkness in a back room. Completely hairless, smooth, small body, protruding nipples and a bubble butt - I discovered all this by touch and couldn’t believe my luck; exactly my type! I inched my cock in, a tight fit, stopping occasionally to pull out and rim his perfect ass. While I was pounding away various guys came by and some cupped my ass, caressed my chest, but one older hairy guy caught my attention with his hard thick cock. I steered him with my hand in the dark to bring his cock to my hole. He tok the hint and started to shove it in which was a little painful as my first of the day. I added a bit of lube and he began again and was soon humping away while I kept the other guy entertained with my fingers and tongue. Before long I took the older guy’s load and I again began fucking the young guy. Meanwhile the cum was drippping down my leg and continued to do so during the afternoon as I kept it in as long as I could. Later in the session I fucked several more guys, including one who insisted on lighting up some drugs while I was plowing him. All sessions raw of course.

It isnt difficult to convince a "safe/condoms only" Top to go raw....its only human nature.

This was a long time ago, probably only a few months after I 'came out' in my youth... but it sticks in mind as being one of the first: It started when I met with a guy who was going to teach me rollerblading in Hyde Park in London. After the lesson we went back to his place for a shower and drink. He had an interesting 'sculpture' in his room that was of a pair of boots and being into boots and stuff I commented on it. It turned out it belonged to a friend of his and after some conversation he was adamant we should meet that evening for drinks as we would surely hit it off. So we headed into SoHo and met his friend in one of the bars for a few drinks, and sure enough we really did hit it off. One thing led to another and we needed to find someplace more private to play. It turned out this guy worked in an office above the Clone Zone shop in Old Compton Street, so we headed there and then onto the flat roof on top of the building. It was pretty amazing being up there four floors above London's gay centre looking down on the Saturday night crowds. We spent most of the night up there fooling around, and I think the memory that really sticks in my mind is kneeling, leaning over the little wall at the front edge of the building looking down on the street and across at Comptons Bar while getting a good deep fucking. Anyone looking up could have seen us, but people rarely look up.

Miguel stayed for another day with us and got several moreloads. Lucas had called some other buddies that came over bred him befor ehe had to leave. I was there for the full four days. I didn't know so much breeding could happen in such a short time. Being mostly a top, I had never taken so many loads, let alone have much cock in my ass. These guys don't just fuck for the sake of fucking, they fuck to seed. There were a total of 9 men (breeders) that had been there over the weekend and all were poz with no meds. I had kept the info from all of them so we could try to have a reunion later on and recharge session. In a little over a month I had gotten in touch with young Miguel and he told me he had converted and tested poz and had been back to see the men on two more occasions and is now in their recharge group. I got home and got the fuck flu real bad at the 18 day mark. It lasted for almost 9 days but when it was over, I got a couple of home test kits and did the tests three days apart and they both said poz. I didn't want to go to the clinic as I didn't want any record of me being poz for stealthing purposes. Since then I have had numerous anon breeding sessions at the baths and know I have gifted each one of them. I will elaborate on some of them soon.

Got home around 4. Took a nap. Got up at 6:30. Cleaned up. Blk guy I had been talking too for months hit me up. Wanted my cub Hole. Why not. Went to his place. Good god. Made out. Licked. Sucked. He rimmed me good. Flipped me over. Spit on my ass and before I could say anything shoved it in. He pushed my face into the pillow. Fuck it hurt. We fucked on my stomach. On my back. My side. He left two huge loads in me. I left. Off to the hotel. What a bust. Hit up the 6 guys interested. No one online. ??? Dozed off. Woke up at 11:15. Left for hydes. A dozen cars in the parking lot so figued why not. Stripped. Walked around. Some guy getting fucked in the back room. Watched that. This hot older muscle guy was next to me. We nodded. Then this 6’4” hairy muscle daddy walked in. Looked me up and down and grabbed my ass as he walked out. I walked to the dark hall and dropped my towel. Daddy followed me. We made out. Sucked. Licked. Fuxk he was hot. Pushed me up against the wall. Guys would walk by and stop to watch. He turned me around. I asked, he said he was neg and he slid into my hole (had lubed up in the room) He pounded me up against the wall. He stopped. I turned around and made out some more. He pulled me back to the massage table in the room and pushed me down on it and pounded a good size load into my hole. He pulled out and left. I got up and two guys has been watching. We all 3 sucked and kissed. I broke away to get water. Made out with bear daddy again in the Hall then lost him. I wanted his info. Made out and jerked off with another bottom (he was a good kisser) then left.

Chapter 1 –Revelations Being of small stature has impacted my life to a minimal extent. I’m Beau and this is the story of my Journey into darkness, a chasm of depravation and degradation. I was born in 1990 and have always been petite, I was a small child, toddler, child, teenager and adult. I stand a mere 5’6 and now a muscular 135 pounds. I have auburn hair and green eyes very common for my Irish heritage, I have a athletic body and keep in shape with the help of my best friend, confidant, partner in crime Matt. Now Matt and I go back a long ways, you see we were born just days apart in the same hospital, our parents being best friends and our dads having been friends since high school and college, even fraternity brothers and it is rumored that our moms got knocked up at the same Frat party, mere feet from each other. So back to Matt and me, we grew up as neighbors, our dads being partners in a construction company they founded while still in their last year of university, buying plots and building houses just four door away from each other. Matt and I shared birthday parties and many times ended up in the same social circles as each other, we were crib partners in daycare and best buds in preschool and kindergarten. Now it is only fair to say Matt was considered regular sized as a baby and as a child, so by the time we had reached 4th grade together our friends began to change, Matt going with the more athletic children and I with the more artistic. We were still very much still best buds and played together constantly. Towards the end of fourth grade however we began to drift apart, he went to play baseball and pee wee football, while I began taking dance, drama and Tae Kwan doo. It soon became apparent that our circle of friends were changing and we didn’t see each other outside of family and neighborhood social events. Now one of the disadvantages of being smaller is I sometimes got picked on, on the playground and at school, this is where the self-defense classes payed off as even though my petite size, I fended off the bullies with keen accuracy. It was several years later as we were entering High school that our friendship became cemented. While I had mastered the art of self-defense, it didn’t stop the constant bullying I was subjected too, as a petite somewhat effeminate 9th grader, I got called faggot, taunted and harassed about my dance and drama, and teased about my repartee with the girls. It was on one of these occasions when Matt was within earshot that he came to my rescue, not that I paid much heed to the assholes that were making the comments. Matt told them I was his best friend and if they didn’t leave me alone, they’d have to deal with him as well. It was the end of the day so I followed Matt to the locker room where he had football practice, he told me to take names if they gave me any more shit, and that he’d come over after practice so we could catch up, maybe see what help we could give each other in our studies. It was that night when I think I really began crushing on Matt as our friendship grew he became more like a brother to me Over the next three years we were a pair hardly ever apart except when classes or activities dictated, but I was always there to support him in his athletics and he my artistic endeavors. When our parents threw us a 18th birthday party during our senior year just before Halloween we blew out the candles together Matt’s 6’3” frame looming over my shoulder. One of the things that we discovered we loved to do together was work out, and while I was petite I soon built a muscled body with Matt’s help in technique and nutrition I was just as buffed as my buddy and we both loved to show off our toned bodies, turning heads of both sexes. There was one department which I excelled in and that was my cock was big, about 9.5 inches and of a substantial girth to make it the envy of most guys including Matt who although sported a nice thick 8.5 incher was still smaller than me. Several nights after our birthday party I found myself on Matt's balcony, we had both shown interest in astronomy early on in life and Matt’s dad had given him a really nice telescope, one of which we used to study the stars, so as we had on previous years we blew up the air mattress and drug out our sleeping bags and laid watching the meteor shower going on over our heads, occasionally looking through the telescope, but mostly looking up at the heavens and observing the streaks of light in the heavens’. Matt sat ups and packed a bowl then lite the bong took a hit and passed it over to me, I took a big hit and we put the bong aside “Dude, remember a couple years back when we were baked after the big game against central high, and I blurted out that I thought your dad was gay, and you said” Matt quipped “Yeah I said ‘not any more than your dad wanting to suck his dick’ and we both laughed at the thought” I replied there was silence for several minutes then he quietly proclaimed “Well I still think he’s gay, and I think they’ve been having an affair for most of our lives” “What makes you think that it is more than friendship? Does it bother you if they were gay?” I asked He was silent again then he whispered “I’ve watched them do it, shortly before I asked you, they were kissing and then your dad went down on mine and gave him head” Nothing was said for a while as we watched a cluster of meteorites sail across the sky, we laid there in silence, our shoulders touching our arms glazing each other, our bare legs touching. I lifted my head slightly, noticing the tent forming in Matt’s shorts by the pale moonlight, I reached down and took his hand, but before he could react I leaned over and kissed him, he hesitated the kissed me back my hand in his pressed against his rock hard cock as my passion took my kiss deeper and I was soon fondling him through his skimpy shorts while probing his mouth with my tongue, he in return began grasping at my ridged tool through my shorts. I broke the kiss and leaned back “Maybe the apples don’t fall far from the tree” I quipped

Grindr: Matt4BB As I walked home from the restaurant I thought about the last few days. I did not know about Ben and Brandon, but the four guys who had fucked me at the lake were poz, as was Ricardo. And as for Danny, he claimed he “didn’t know” but probably was based on who he had been having sex with. I had heard of post-exposure prophylaxis, but if either or both of Ben or Brandon were poz it was probably too late for that. Fuck it! Getting loads up my ass was worth the risk. By the time I got home Aiden was awake and drinking coffee on the deck. He was interacting intensely with his phone and did not notice as I approached. “Any coffee left” I asked, knowing full well that I had walked past the half full pot in the kitchen on my way out to the deck. Aiden rapidly killed whatever app he was busy with and looked up from his phone to comment. I couldn’t help but notice that he looked guilty about something; He could never hide it very well. Interesting! “Gee Babe, you were gone a long time. Have fun at the lake?” I noticed that the guilty expression had turned into a little smirk as he said it and I was a more than a little unsettled. Did Aiden suspect anything? “Well, yeah I guess. It’s a nice morning and there were lots of shirtless hot guys in tight shorts to look at. And a couple of those guys filled out their shorts really well!” “I worry about you sometimes Greg. The lustful way you look at other guys. It’s very unsettling and quite embarrassing when some of our friends comment on it. I’ve been told that a lot of guys go to the lake looking for sex, and I cannot imagine what they would say if they knew that you went there without me.” Yeah, some of our friends would have no problem with that I thought, and then responded to him. “Don’t be silly. I’d never do anything like that. I’d never cheat you and hook up with strangers. Not only would that destroy our relationship, but anyone would be a fool to take those sorts of risks.” I knew I was being a total hypocrite standing there with two loads up my ass, one of them definitely poz and the other unknown. “Yeah. Don’t ever get any ideas about fucking around behind my back. Because that would be the end of us. You understand? Don’t ever cheat!” “Of course, dummy, I get it. No lectures required. Now I’m going to the kitchen to get a mug of coffee.” As I walked inside I swear I heard a Grindr notification on his phone. Hmm. Was someone busy behind my back perhaps? Two can play at that game, except of course, I’d already played my game that morning while he was still asleep. I poured myself a mug of coffee and fired up Grindr on my phone. Thankfully I had logged out since the last time I had used it. I quickly created a new profile with pretty much nothing in it. Well damn me. There was a faceless profile for “A”, 0 feet from me. I quickly glanced at his profile, sure sounded a lot like him, except for the very first line: Looking to get fucked bareback and bred. No loads refused. Aiden wanted to get fucked did not surprise me in the least, but bareback did. Where was Mr. Super Safe now? The rest of the profile matched him perfectly, leaving very little doubt that it was him. I quickly logged out. I didn’t want Aiden to realize that there was someone online only a few feet from him. I went and stood at the kitchen window and stood watching him. He was obviously chatting with someone on Grindr. As he was tapping on the screen with his right hand I saw him slip his left hand into his shorts, where I imagined he was working on his hard-on. The fucking hypocritical slut. Only a few minutes before he had been lecturing me on the evils of cheating. OK dude. GAME ON. I’m going to get you, not right now, later when I have the evidence to take you down. My anger was not because he was fucking around, because that was exactly what I was doing, but because every time I had suggested the way to deal with us both being bottoms was to have the occasional three-way with a hot top and he had always gone ballistic and then sulky and I’d have to deal with his mood for days. Strangely enough the thought of him getting fucked bareback by a stranger was starting to make me hard. I had certainly taken my share of raw dicks and loads behind his back over the last few days. Aiden turned off his phone, put it in his pocket and came indoors. I was very tempted to say something like “Very busy chatting with someone?” but he spoke first. “Hon, I think I need to go to the mall to look for some new shoes. These sneakers have had it. I think I’ll go to the outlet mall.” Interesting choice of place to shop. He had to drive past two malls to get to the outlet mall, and that was at least an hour’s drive each way. He was creating a convenient excuse to be away for at least three hours. Ok. “Do you want some company? I’ll go with you?” I saw him wince. “Um. No need. It’ll be boring. I know how you hate going shopping with me.” I just looked at him, thinking of what was going on in his mind. Here he was planning a hookup and I was going to spoil it. “OK, no prob babe. I’ve got a lot of stuff to do anyway.” Fuck that! What I had to do was to find myself my own fuckbuddy for the afternoon. Someone who would enjoy my sloppy ass and add a load to the two already brewing in my gut. I gave Aiden about ten minutes before I jumped on my phone started looking for guys on Scruff, Grindr and Adam4adam. I woofed and tapped and winked at everyone who looked close and was looking for right now. One caught my eye. MATT4BB and his profile “If it isn’t bare we aren’t fucking.” His profile picture showed that he was very well equipped to service my needs. I hit him up immediately. He didn’t respond. Damn. I kept flipping between all the sites trying to find someone for “right now.” Ding. I flipped over to Grinder and it was a message from Matt. “Nice profile. Sorry I didn’t respond sooner. I’m driving. You get fucked bareback and take loads? Pic?” “Yup. Sending them now.” “Cool.” I found hot pics of my dick and ass and sent them to him. “Hot. Nice fuckable ass.” “Thanks, that’s what it’s for, to be fucked.” “Bare? You didn’t answer my question.” “Obviously. Since why would I have hit you up if I didn’t. You state bareback only in your profile.” “You ever top? I like a load up my ass too.” “Versatile bottom. I only top when its bareback.” “Hot. My kinda guy. What else are you into?” I’m totally versatile. From kissing and cuddling to rimming and fucking. “Cool. Me too. Hiv Neg.” “Me too.” “Nice. Very Nice” “Where about are you located.” “Graydon Hills.” “Cool. Not too far from me. I could be there in 15 minutes.” “Or I could come to your place. I’m still in the car.” “Probably better for me to come to you.” “? You have a boyfriend?” “Yup, he went to the outlet mall.” “Does he know? Do you have an open relationship or are you cheating?” “No. We’re supposed to be monogamous, but I suspect that he is going to hook up with someone and not the mall.” “Hehehe. So you’re both cheating. My address is 6969 Maple drive. Red Mustang in the driveway. Door will be unlocked. Come upstairs to the master bedroom. It’s the first on the right. I’ll be waiting for you. Ass up on all fours. You can fuck me first. Fuck me hard and fast and load me up. No need to take it slow and don’t say a word. Anonymous fuck.” “Fuck. That sounds hot. I’ll do it” “Then we can flip. And take it slower.” “Hot. I’m already hard just thinking about it.” “Nothing hotter than flip-fucking and taking each other’s loads and leaving them inside for round two” “Fuck yes. You are making me hard. I’m leaving right now.” I know exactly where Maple drive is. It is less than a mile from our house, so I decided to ride my bike. I grabbed my phone and keys and headed to the garage. As I was getting on my bike I dropped my keys and as I bent down to pick them up I noticed that there was a shoebox stuffed under the workbench, almost of sight. Odd place for a shoe box. Aiden’s favorite shoe brand, with “1/2 off” crudely written with a Sharpie and a sticker for “2018 Summer madness sale.” And in Aiden’s size, and the sale only started two days ago. I took a quick photo with my cellphone before getting on my bike. As I cycled over to Matt’s I could not help thinking about what Aiden was up to. The idea of him getting fucked by a stranger was making me super hard and it was hard to ignore the obscene erection in my tight red bike shorts. 6969 Maple drive was a typical 1970’s split level suburban home. Looking for a place to lock up my bike, I noticed that there was a suitable fence on the side of the garage. I dismounted, locked my bike to the fence and walked up to the front door. It was slightly ajar. Pushing it open and closing it quietly behind me I looked around the living room. Sparsely decorated and nothing to suggest a gay guy was living there. Maybe Matt was married and looking for sex while his wife was out. A “Craig’s list daddy” perhaps? Aiden and I had scanned Craig’s postings before and laughed at some of the guys sneaking around behind their wife and children’s backs. No sign of children in the house though. As I walked up the stairs I heard a muffled “oh yeah” from the bedroom at the top of the stairs. Matt was expecting me as promised. I walked into the dim bedroom and saw his tight jockstrap framed ass facing me with his hole exposed and ready. There was a tube of lube alongside him on the bed. I pulled down my bike shorts freeing my rock-hard dick and slathered some lube on it. Without saying a word, I stepped forward and pressed my cock against his anus. I pushed, and it slipped all the way in without effort. Matt uttered a grunt of pleasure as I bottomed balls deep in his slut-hole. I started fucking hard and fast without mercy and his grunts became more intense. Matt made no attempt to touch his own dick as I was fucking him, and I came very quickly, flooding his chute with my load. Saying nothing I reached below him and felt his cock inside his jockstrap. He was incredibly hard and leaking pre-cum like a faucet. Matt grunted as I touched him. “Maybe it’s my turn to fuck you” he said as he turned his head to face me. I recognized him immediately. Fuck. Yes, he is married, but not to a woman. He is the husband of one of the guys I met at the conference. As part of a “get to know you session” we had all had to say something about ourselves and Matt’s husband Sean had shown a picture of him and Matt on their honeymoon. Of all the ironies, to fly all the way across the country to meet Sean at a conference and now I find out Sean and Matt live less than a mile from us. Awkward. I did not have much time to think about it before I saw Matt’s expression change. Hearing something behind me I turned around. Fuck. Sean was standing in the door way and he looked really pissed off. “Matt, you fucking sneaky cheating slut. Or should I say sneaking sluts. You too Greg. Does your boyfriend know you were fucking my husband? I came upstairs because I heard some noises and I watched you as you came inside him. And not a condom in sight.” I did not know what to say as I stood there with my rapidly softening dick in Matt’s tight chute. Sean started loosening his belt buckle as he stood there glaring at me. “What the fuck am I going to do about you Matt? I should whip the shit out of you.” I noticed that the broad leather belt that Sean was pulling out of the loops of his jeans would leave vicious welts. “We’re married goddamit.” He paused for a moment “You just took a load from a trick. I’ll bet you never even asked him his status.” Matt responded. “He’s negative.” I swear I saw a glimmer of a smile or was it a smirk cross his face. He looked straight at me “ and you, Greg, and you? What would your boyfriend have to say if he knew you were here bare-banging my husband?” My dick slipped out of Matt’s cum slick hole. All three of us stared at each other, no-one saying anything. I thought that Sean didn’t really have to keep going on about me fucking his husband behind Aiden’s back. Once was enough. I had not noticed that Sean’s jeans were unzipped and as he pulled out the belt they fell to the ground revealing his extremely hard cock barely contained in his briefs. Matt smiled at Sean and leered at me and licked his lips “Or you could fuck him, we could fuck him. In punishment. For trespassing and fucking me against my will. I thought it was you fucking me.” I looked at Sean’s massive dick. Yeah right. No way you could confuse getting fucked by that with getting my dick in your hole. Was this a set-up? With a smirk on his face Sean moved closer. “Fucking good idea. Me first. You know, when I met you at that conference I wanted to fuck you. But I could never find you around after the sessions ended.” Yup, I thought to myself, that’s because Brandon and Ben were fucking me. “I thought you were avoiding me because of Aiden, but now I find you loading up my husband. You are going to pay for that!” Sean and Matt grabbed me and while Matt pulled off my shirt Sean pulled off my shorts. Matt reached down below the bed and grabbed something while Sean held my hands behind my back. I heard a click and I felt something metallic around my wrists. Handcuffs! They lifted me up and threw me on the bed and suddenly I realized that the bed had a very sturdy steel frame. Two pairs of handcuffs, one for each wrist and the next thing I knew my arms were spread wide and cuffed to the bed. Barely had they clicked in place when they cuffed my ankles to the foot of the bed. FUCK! What had I gotten myself into? Lying spread eagled on the bed I stared at them. Fucking hell, they were a hot couple. Sean is big and built and all-round stunning, every gay man’s hot jock fantasy with blond hair and warm brown eyes and a mischievous smile. Matt is dark haired and blue eyed with a slim swimmer’s build like a Greek god. Matt turned to Sean and spoke. “Since he can’t move, let’s show him what we are going to give him.” Sean nodded, and both pulled down their jockstraps, revealing their pre-cum drooling rock-hard cocks. And the neat bio-hazzard tattoos on their crotches. After all the poz/probably poz dicks I had taken up my ass the last few days what difference would two more make? I decided to lie back and make the most of it. But that still didn’t mean I couldn’t say something. “Bio hazard tatts! You guys are poz! Matt, you said you were neg when we texted!” They just grinned at me for a moment before Sean spoke. “Yeah, and so what? You can’t trust what anybody says on a hook up site these days. Matt, sit on his face to shut him up. Greg stick your tongue in his asshole while I fuck you and taste your load in his hole. Then Matt can fuck you after I’ve cum.” Matt hopped onto the bed alongside me and gave my left nipple a quick squeeze before whispering in my ear. “I love it when my man sticks his toxic dick into a helpless man cunt.” He gave me a quick sloppy kiss before mounting my face, facing Sean at the foot of the bed. As Matt descended onto my face his relaxed his well-used anus and a few dribbles of my own cum leaked into my mouth. Even though I had just cum a few minutes earlier I was rock hard again at the thought of taking their toxic loads. To my surprise Sean did not immediately force his cock into my ass but instead went down on my dick and gave me an expert blow job cleaning off the residue of cum and Matt’s ass juices. While blowing me, he expertly started working his fingers into my hole, first one, then two and finally three. He withdrew his fingers from my hole and his mouth from my cock. Matt spoke “His ass taste good?” Sean was probably sucking his fingers. This was confirmed by what he said next. “Cum. Cum in his ass. This slut has at least one load up there, and I’ll bet it’s not from his boyfriend. I guess I won’t need lube.” I felt Sean move and the next thing I felt was his massive dick pressing against my needy hole. He slowly slid his dick all the way in balls deep then slowly started fucking me with slow deep sensuous strokes. Sean certainly knew how to fuck. Matt leaned forward and started deep throating my dick. Sean picked up his pace as Matt slurped on my raging boner. “Yeah Matt, get him nice and wet and slippery for me.” Huh? After another minute or two of sucking and fucking I felt Sean withdraw leaving my chute empty. Matt stopped sucking and lifted himself off my face and hopping off the bed took his place between my legs. Sean grinned at me. “Just like you couldn’t see me fucking you because of Matt I don’t think you should see Matt.” I expected him to sit on my face but instead he hopped up on the bed and lowered himself onto my dick, sitting all the way down in one stroke. As he slid down facing me, I felt Matt enter my hole. The both started moving and pleasuring my immobilized body. Sean was grinning the whole time at me. Matt and Sean got a synchronized rhythm going. Each time Sean lifted his body up I could see through the gap between my thighs and his ass to where Matt was thrusting home. It did not take long before Matt was close. “Where do you want my cum? My poz cum?” Before I could say anything, he continued. “Doesn’t matter where you want it. You are going to take my hot poz load as I breed you.” That was too much for me and I started bursting into Sean’s gut and my spasming ass brought him over the edge and he started spilling his seed into my colon We stayed like that for a moment or two then Sean lifted himself off me and replaced Matt in my hole, fucking rapidly. “How many loads do you have in there?” “Three, including Matt’s.” “Fucking hot. Ready for another?” he picked up his pace as he was obviously close. “Fuck yeah breed me.” “You want my cum. My toxic poz cum?” “Shoot your load inside me.” And as I said that I felt his massive dick twitch and start to flood my bowels to add to the three loads already there. What happened next surprised me even more than getting tied up in the first place. Matt and Sean hopped onto the bed alongside me, undid the cuffs and snuggled up showering my mouth, face and body with kisses and caresses. Sean whispered in my ear. “Just because we are dirty fuckers doesn’t mean we don’t care about our tricks.” Matt whispered in my other ear. “Let’s grab a shower, you can’t go home like that. You’re all sticky.” We showered together and almost started fucking again but time was against us. I dried off, dressed and after we all agreed that we needed to do this again I left. As I cycled home I realized that the way they operated in unison implied that they had planned this or had done this before. Find some guy, render him immobile and then turn turns using him and loading him. I had barely got home, changed out of my bike gear into shorts and a T-shirt and sat down with a beer in the living room when I heard the garage door open and Aiden’s car drive in. He took a while to enter the house and when he did he was proudly holding the shoe box. The unmistakable one I had seen in the garage earlier. “Babe. I was so lucky. I got a pair of my favorite shoes. And half price too. Totally worth the drive.” Liar. “That’s great Hon. Now what do you want to do for dinner?”

One of the local, barely legal twinks I’ve been breeding for a while now just found out that he’s now poz... lol

The Stealth Bomber, Episode 1: Welcome to the Poz Team– Carl, Chris, Concierge in Denver, Curtis, the names in my ‘C’ column go on. I have tracked my victims from day one. While faces and asses have blurred over the years, their names/reference are logged, not one is lost, and my little trophy from each kill is put away with great care. My name, well my name changes and often, in person and online, I am always someone new, but someone new with the same goal, stealth bombing negative ass, turning unsuspecting bottoms and those who play at being a bottom into nasty, infected, viral filled cunts! In my mind I do call myself the Stealth Bomber, so that will work *Author’s note: The Stealth Bomber series is based on the real life of adventures of a fuck buddy of mine and is written in his honor and the work he does breeding ass. The stories are written from his perspective. Names and some details have been changed to protect the guilty, the innocent, and the just plain stupid. I have been lucky enough to take a number of his infected loads and hope you are someday too!* A little about me. I am in that sweet spot age of early 30s, so not too old for the young 20 somethings, and young enough for the 40 somethings to make them think they scored a sweet deal. I don’t have model looks, but men and women often admire me. I have a good job, a nice dick that is almost 9 inches, and nice thickness, and my best asset is my cum – thick, heavy loads that stick like oatmeal and I can cum 4 or 5 times in a row, each load as big and thick as the last – perfect for those cum hounds who beg for more! As the Stealth Bomber I plan to infect as many asses as I can, not just because I want to, I NEED TO INFECT AND BREED! It’s like needing to breathe for me. I need ass and only truly enjoy my orgasm when I know the hole riding me is negative. Do I fuck poz asses? Sure and I enjoy it, but the thrill of the chase, the satisfaction of conquering, and the twisted joy I get from stealth fucking is a whole other level. Let me tell you about my latest, Craigslist #67. Here was his post: Wanna breed a neg bbottom? - 30 (DC) - Neg bottom here. Turned on by the idea of getting pounded by a raw cock bb. Love aggressive dom types but not a must. I had not cummed in a couple days and my need was growing. I could get ass anyplace, but I wanted neg ass, ass to infect and this one sounded just right. I sent him an email with the usual sales pitch, told him how much I would enjoy being the dom top he needed, it had been so long since I had fucked anyone, and lie lie lie lie. He hit me back within minutes, we exchanged pics, he told me he wanted my dick so bad then said, “I’m neg/ddf, you? because I like to know, too many HIV+ guys out there.” Of course I told him I was neg too and it was hard for me to cum with a condom, so great to find a bottom who was neg I could play with and without further question he emailed me his address and asked me how I wanted him. Bent over by the door, ass lubed, ready for me I replied and was on my way. The buzzer in the old building sounded like a Ford truck on its last leg. I punched in the code, was buzzed in, made my way up and found the door to the apartment slightly ajar. With my left hand I pushed the door open, the light from the hall illuminating the white ass bent over and waiting for me, just like I like it! I stepped into the hall, closed the door and ran my hands up and down his negative ass – well neg for the moment. The bottom had one hand on the wall and the other was holding a bottle of poppers up under his nose sniffing like it was his last breath in a caved in coal mine. Just fine by me. I stroked his ass as I reassured him, “It is so good to find someone else who is negative. It has been so long, and I just cannot cum with a condom on, so I know I will enjoy this!” The bottom just mumbled into the poppers bottle and frankly I could give a fuck what he had to say. As he inhaled the poppers I dropped my jeans, made sure my cock ring from Fort Troff was on nice and snug (love those new thick ones they have), and with my left hand pulled out my cotton square. You see, I need a little souvenir from each stealth fuck, a reminder and evidence of my dirty deed and thank God for CVS and their cheap ass shit. I get like 100 cotton squares for a couple bucks and they are just the perfect size for my treasure chest. Anyways, I picked up the bottle of lube he had sitting by his feet and with my right hand began to work my index finger up his tight puckered hole. He immediately jumped, pranced, and did the two-step, but with my left hand held him still and continued to finger his ass. Like most bottoms he did not even flinch as my nail began to dig into his ass walls. While some guys leave one finger nail extra long to snort some lines, I leave my right index fingernail sharpened just right so that as I finger a dumb fuck’s cunt, I make sure to scratch and claw and tear his tender little hole so my cum can burrow in deep and infect him good. I continued to finger him as the clueless bottom started to buck and push back all the while telling him how nice his negative ass felt. It took only just a minute for me to see the bright red trails of blood when I wiped my finger on the cotton square – perfect!! I put the cotton square in my pocket, worked his hole a couple more times, and then bent over and began to lick at his ass. OH THE TASTE OF A RAW HOLE, TORN AND READY TO BE INFECTED! There is nothing like it. While I could eat a tangy ass for hours, I NEEDED to infect him, and so reluctantly pulled back, lined up my now dripping dick with his ass, and began to gently push my head against his now red slicked and winking hole. Every bottom is like a new horse. You have to gauge their reaction and willingness to submit and this one was ready for anything, so as soon as my head had pushed a little into his hole and he started to push back, I grabbed his hips and went balls deep. The bitch bottom arched his back, the muscles in his neck strained as he gasped, his fingers clawing the sheet rock of the wall as his left hand slung the bottle of poppers back under his nose as he sniffed and snorted and grunted. I let him feel my dick spread him open, and once the poppers started their magic, his ass ring began to relax and I was able to get to work. While I can take hours to cum if I wanted to, I just needed to infect, so this was a slam, bam, fuck. The dumb ass bottom grunted, moaned, and mumbled as I grabbed his hips and fucked him deep and hard. His hole got wet and sloppy quick, so I knew my fingernail had set the stage for a grand finale. “Oh, you got such a good ass, the best I have ever felt, you feel so good, want to make love to your hole!!” I murmured and he replied with more moans and gave his ass fully to me. They all want to feel special, cared about, loved if you will. Fuck that, they are just worthless pieces of ass for my pleasure! My balls pulled high and tight, my dick began to tingle, my whole body began to tense as my cum quickly moved up and stationed itself, ready to breed and infect its next target. The bottom was practically drooling now as he had bent completely over giving me full and deep access to his negative hole. Nothing like a cum whore to get me off, so I rewarded his gratitude and pulled him close to me as my dick head edged his ass walls and I began to plant my seed in him. “You want me to cum? Oh you have me so close? Want me to pull out? Please let me cum, please!” I begged, and of course he said yes, but it was already too late, I had already let loose my first load and there is nothing that gets me hotter than fucking an ass that I have already bred once. As load number two shot deep, he begged for me and I gave it all to him. I had had enough of this bottom, and it was time to go. All pretense over, I yanked out of his used hole with one tug making him cry out. “Oh I am so sorry, are you OK?” I asked with feigned care and concern as I rubbed his ass cheek with my left hand. With my right hand I pulled the cotton square out of my shirt pocket and wiped it up and down his crack, inserting it in his torn hole and reveled in the glorious site of blood and my cum as I pulled it back out, carefully folded it, placed it back into my shirt, pulled up my pants, told him how much I hoped we could do this again and let myself out. As the elevator doors closed behind me I studied my latest treasure chest addition. It was soaked pretty good, deep red, the edges a light pink, and was literally sopping. YES! Another successful breeding and I was sure my charged up load would be with this one forever. As soon as I got home I carefully attached my bloody and cum soaked cotton square to an index card, noted the date and other information, and filed it in my treasure chest. I then got online and sent him an email, thanking him for a great time, reinforcing how nice it is to meet a negative bottom, and that I hoped to see him again soon. He immediately hit me back asking when. Little did he know, I had no desire to fuck him again, he was done and was now part of the other team – POZ! In about two weeks I would email him, accuse him of infecting me, and refer him to Ernest at the local HIV clinic for testing. Little did he know I fucked Ernest raw at least twice a week. By day Ernest preached safe sex and played the good little clean queen, but by night he was my cum slut who wanted nothing more than my poz load in his ass. Stay tuned for more adventures – would Ernest tell a neg bottom he is poz just for me to use? Where is my next victim found?

Whats your craziest public sex story? Mine is when I posted an ad on CL to find someone who needed their cock serviced and this cop answered my ad and I first met up with him in his car and I sucked him off in a parking lot during the daytime. Yep, I just leaned over and wrapped my lips around his nice dick and sucked him until he came in my mouth. We met up later the same day at his office during off hours and he fucked me bareback in his computer chair and as I was about to cum he picked me up and started sucking my cock and I unloaded right then in his throat. Let me read yours!

I'd prefer loose. It implies the bottom takes a lot of dick and being a slut is a super turn on for me.

Got a message from my married FB that he can stop my this morning if I "want it", as he put it. I got cleaned up and he showed up on time. His wife suspects "something's going on" so we've had shorter furtive fucksessions which is frustrating. He always leaves a big load but often rushed anymore. He waled in, we kissed and he kept smiling. Finally he said I have a surprise for you. "You'll see" was all he said. We got to work and he's fucking me--love his fucks. I can tell he's getting close, and he looks into my eyes and says "we've been arguing all week so I'm backed up and have a lot to blow up your ass." With that he started cumming. He always cums a lot but this was stellar--could feel his dick pulsing, feel the shots of cum hitting my walls, went on for awhile. Just got to work holding his load in my ass and hope to take it home after work.

1. Yes, it is more personal/intimate. 2. Dependson the chemistry we have and the type of sex were having. If it's someone I have feelings for, kissing is great. If it's just a fuck sesh and he only wants to pound my ass into next week, I go for the porno-tongue kissing or having him ram his tongue down my throat. 3. Ni, it's still relevant. 4. No issues.

I’ve been with a lot of guys who say they only use condoms and next thing I know they’re raw dick is leaking precum as they’re sliding into me. In the beginning, this sort of bothered me but now I just don’t bring up the subject and enjoy the ride.

Most of the time I can get them to go bare without much effort. I think a lot just put "safe only" in their profiles so people won't think they bareback. When I do run into the guy who will simply not go bare, I usually just declines unless he's just beyond hot. The only exception is a very good friend who will not play bare, but we've been fuck buddies forever so I will always make an exception for him.

as a BB Bottom I always say bare only

Part 7 - A Day Like No Other Jordan opened his eyes after an amazing nights sleep, he was still cuddling the pillow that he fell asleep with. His thoughts were on Daniel as he had drifted off, it was the first thing running through his mind again this morning. He had never quite felt like this around anyone before, he had unwittingly fallen hard and deeply in love with a guy who he didn't know. More to the point he wasn't even sure if he was gay unless his gaydar was off kilter and needed retuning. The familiar tap at the door signalled Milly's arrival calling 'room service', she tapped again and the door opened. "Good Morning Sir, where would you like your morning coffee" she asked standing with the tray. Jordan took a moment "On the balcony please Milly" he grabbed his bathrobe and slipped it on. "Another beautiful Bajan day sir" as she poured a cup of coffee for him. "Exquisite Milly and for a lot of other reasons" Jordan sat in one of the lounger seats and took at gulp of coffee. She smiled over "Someone is looking like they found the fallen coconut" she giggled. He looked strangely at her "Fallen coconut" he asked. "Oh yes sir, it's what we Bajan's say when you have the twinkling look of love in your eye" Milly topped up his coffee cup. "Had a wonderful night, dinner then a lovely walk along the beach and really nice company" he sighed. Milly placed the coffee pot back on the tray "Definitely fallen coconut but has it cracked open to reveal itself?". Jordan couldn't help but laugh "Still firmly closed, it was Daniel the guy you waved to yesterday". Milly smiled to herself as she prepared to leave "Don't be disappointed if the coconut fails to open". Jordan tried to figure out if it was a hint he was straight, before he could ask her she said she would be back at 10am to clean the room and promptly wished him a good day before leaving. Jordan gazed admiring the view and looked out over the beach but there was no sign of Daniel this morning. The butler laid breakfast on the veranda as Daniel finished his swim and calling out good morning to Anderson, he had known him since he was 15 when Anderson became senior butler in the Orchid Wing. He dried himself on the fluffy pool towel suddenly thinking about Jordan's hug last night, how wonderful he smelt and how firm that body was. He smiled and sat down eating his fruit platter and toast, he heard his phone ringing from the lounge and Anderson appeared with it and handed it over to Daniel. He had a missed call from his mother and just as he was about to call her a text message came through brief but to the point 'Off to LA just sat on plane signing deal to buy a small hotel. Will pop and see you tomorrow for a couple of days, Mum'. Excited that they were finally going to open a hotel in LA he sent a quick text back 'Brilliant news, u checking up on me? can't wait to see you'. He had a quick chat with Anderson before he picked up his sunglasses and threw a t-shirt on then headed down to the beach, he had to admit that seeing Jordan on the beach lifted his spirits and he was hoping to find him there. As he stepped down on to the warm sand he had a quick glance around but there was no sign of him, one thing he did notice was that Cael had moved the sunbeds to within a couple of meters of each other. Cael looked up and smiled at Daniel as he laid the towels on the sunbeds. "Cael what are you doing?" he asked smirking at him. He looked up at Daniel "Thought you two might want to sit a little closer as you seem to be getting on". "What on earth do you mean by that Cael?" he laughed placing his sunglasses down on the table next to one of the beds. "I see the two of you sneaky glances when you think the other is not looking" Cael giggled as Daniel poked his tongue out at him. Daniel headed down to the sea and dived in as he came up for air he heard splashing behind him, he turned and saw Steve and Callum heading towards him. "Hey" Daniel called out to them as they got closer. Callum still excited splashed his way over "Oh my god this place is amazing, thank you so much for what you did". Steve swam up behind Callum "Daniel thank you, we totally love it here, just what we needed". "Calm down guys I only repaid your kindness to me" Daniel answered as they swam around in the water chatting. Callum suddenly stopped "Oooh dreamy man has arrived on the beach" he announced. "Oh yes, now the sightseeing starts" Steve said giggling then stopped suddenly "he is coming in for a swim". Daniel glanced over and saw Jordan smile "He is sexy I will give you that boys" as Jordan dived under the water. Steve noticed the smile in Daniel's direction "I think we should swim off" he said. "Don't be silly, oh guys seriously if he comes over please do not mention anything about me and the hotel" Daniel responded. Steve grabbed Callum "Did you hear Daniel?". "Yes, don't worry I won't mention anything." Callum replied with a serious look on his face. Jordan swam over and said good morning to them all and Daniel introduced the boys that were on his flight. Callum was taking mouthfuls of sea water starring at Jordan and choking at the same time, Steve apologised to Jordan saying his boyfriend had the hots for him. Jordan smiled and said he was totally flattered. Daniel quickly tuned in hoping that Jordan was going to reveal something but it was a very non descript response. They swam fooling around in the sea for nearly half an hour, Steve and Callum headed back ashore first. Steve giving Daniel a wink and nod in Jordan's direction as they swam away. Daniel was shaking his head mildly amused that everyone seemed to be pushing him and Jordan together in some way. Reaching shore Jordan and Daniel walked up to the sunbeds. "Sunbeds appeared to have moved closer" Jordan remarked. Daniel wiped his face on the cold towel "Cael decided to rearrange the beach furniture this morning". Jordan cocked his head to one side "You don't mind do you?". "No think I can cope as long as you don't snore loudly" he smirked back at Jordan. Jordan shook he head smiling "You are such a charmer". They spent a leisurely morning chatting, dozing and listening to music. Daniel did love the fact that Jordan was not hooked on his smartphone like most people were nowadays, even people on the beach had their heads buried in their phone. This was one thing Daniel didn't care to much for and found it rude if people did this when he was with them. He felt a tapping at his arm and looked over to Jordan who was laying on his stomach looking at Daniel, he made a drink motion with his hand and Daniel nodded. They walked over to the beach bar and took a seat at the bar stools, Cael went over to the immediately with his biggest cheeky grin and asked if they wanted a fruit crush. They both nodded and said yes please in unison causing them both to snigger. Jordan thought had about his chat with Milly earlier on whilst looking intently at Daniel. "Penny for them." Daniel asked bringing Jordan back to earth. "Sorry just lost in my own thoughts Daniel" he replied Daniel sipped his drink then placed it back on the bar "Danny". Jordan looked lost for a moment "Danny?". "Yes, friends and family call me Danny, I guess your becoming a friend so you can call me Danny" he raised his glass to Jordan. The word friend tugged at Jordan as they clinked glasses "Danny it is then, you can call me Jordan" he laughed. "What about Jordy?" Daniel asked giggling like a child. Jordan laughed and pondered for a moment "If you really must then okay" as they clinked glasses again looking at each other. "Thank you for you company last night Jordy, I had a great evening." Daniel remarked. Jordan turned on his stool "Same here, if your free tonight would you like to dine with me again?" he sat looking hopeful. "Dinner with you again Jordy?" Daniel chuckled and continued "People might get the wrong impression". "Oh and what impression is that Danny?" Jordan avoided his gaze "That we are friends?" he asked. Daniel ran his finger up the glass wiping the condensation before replying "Lovers having a fling" he laughed. Jordan sat silent for a moment "No, I don't do flings Danny" he paused and looked at Daniel "Lovers definitely". Daniel looked at him and swallowed his mouth a little dry "Are asking me out on a date" he smirked. Jordan was caught slightly off guard "Now why would I be asking you on a date and would you be offended if I did?". "Your fishing Jordy, what are you trying to ask me?" Daniel had a dead pan look on his face. Jordan tried to make light of the moment "Danny will you marry me?" he chuckled. Daniel saw the funny side and laughed "Not with that sort of proposal I won't." he answered back. Jordan and Daniel's eyes met as they laughed at each other, but behind the laughter Jordan could sense there was a glint of something else. He was now certain that Daniel was gay, but how did he approach the question without really offending him. Jordan took a swig of his drink and faced Daniel with a serious look on his face, Daniel stopped laughing well if he doesn't I will he thought to himself. "Danny will you go on a date with me this evening?" Jordan held his breath as he waited. Daniel looked Jordan straight in the eye "Yes I will Jordy" as a big smile grew across his face. Jordan breathed a sigh of relief "Thank god, coconuts" he suddenly said without really understanding why he said it. "Coconuts?" Daniel asked with a very bemused look on his face. "Oh something my room attendant said this morning, she said I looked liked I found the fallen coconut" he chuckled. Daniel chuckled "That is a very Bajan way of saying you found love" he said. "Oh right, I think she nailed that on the head" he simply starred in to Daniel's eyes. Daniel's heart pounded as he looked at Jordan "More than one coconut was found last night. I never realised you were gay". Cael laughed a little too loudly hearing them "You two are so infatuated that you couldn't tell or see it". They both looked at Cael and each other before laughing, Jordan reached over and held Daniel's hand as they looked at each other. Cael placed two fresh drinks down on the bar interrupting them, Cael winked at Jordan as he left to attend another guest. Jordan and Daniel just sat there relieved that it hadn't ended in a complete disaster, the rest of the day they spent looking at each other and swimming. Every time they went for a swim Cael discreetly moved the sunbeds closer and closer, much to Jordan and Daniel's laughter as they now were almost touching. As the last rays of sun began fading they both walked back up to the main hotel building and went their separate ways agreeing to meet a 8pm at the pool bar. To say Jordan was in heaven was an understatement, he never expected to find someone he was so attracted to on many levels, yet he was the opposite of his type of man and quite quite different, that is what drew him to Daniel. Daniel had arranged a for the same quiet table at the Windward Palm, during dinner both of them opened up more about their disastrous relationships. It was uncanny how their circumstances were so similar and how they found themselves together sat at the Windward Palm table overlooking the sea. Jordan was sure this would be a holiday romance or at best once or twice a year in a long distance relationship that would be short lived. Daniel was still a little guarded over his real life for the moment, when the time is right he will tell him everything if it get's to that stage. Jordan had revealed his hiv status and porn career, Daniel asked about his treatment and to tell all about his porn films. Jordan had earned so much admiration and respect from Daniel for being so open and honest. Dinner finished Daniel reached down and took his reefs off indicating they should go for another walk along the beach. This time they walked hand in hand until they reached the same spot and Daniel sat down, Jordan sat behind Daniel wrapping his arms around Daniel's body and holding him close. Daniel laid back his head against Jordan's shoulder as they sat there quietly watching the night sky. Daniel had a sense that Jordan was lost in thought as he didn't respond when Daniel kissed his arm. He tapped Jordan's arm "What are you thinking Jordy?". "How you have turned my world upside down in so many ways" as he ran his hand down Daniels chest. Daniel nuzzled closer "You have done the same to me, I can't even begin to untangle this". "But would this even work if it became serious and not just a holiday romance" he sighed and sounded a little down. Daniel entwinned his fingers with Jordan's "Serious becomes complicated". Jordan looked at Daniel "How so?". "Doesn't matter right now" Daniel said quietly to him. "Right now I just want to drop everything be with you." he said holding Daniel tighter. Daniel turned to face him "Would you, in all seriousness?". "Completely, it is just a shame we can't stay here forever, just us on this beach" he said stroking Daniel's head. Daniel leaned his head back on to Jordan's shoulder "Be careful what you ask for" he replied. Jordan chuckled "Not bad for a first date I guess". Daniel felt that life could not get any better right now as everything was perfect, it had been such a strange turn of events, truly a day like not other. They walked back towards the pool terrace but Jordan stopped Daniel and pulled him face to face with him and gently kissed him for the first time, his body whole body melted in to Jordan's arms, their eyes starring deep in to each others souls. Daniel smiled and kissed Jordan back before they continued to the hotel. Sofie smiled to herself discreetly from where she was hiding so not to attract attention, she had been keeping an eye on Daniel for his mother and reporting back on how he was doing. The bigger question was how Lucy would react to this. More importantly would she approve of this one, from what she had seen and how he treated Daniel there was every chance that Lucy would like him.

Part 46 　 I made it outside of Hank's place. Still in a daze and my mind really completely at odds on what to do. I came upon 4 guys sitting at the table out there in the backyard. They were all strangers and all nude. I started to walk by when it dawned on me they were all saying hello to me. I stopped and decided not to be rude and say hi, back to them. One asked me if I lived around here? I told him I lived in the other side of the duplex from Hank. This brought smiles from them all and one mentioned that I must be the hottie Hank had bragged about living next to him. Before I could move again, they were all around me wanting to shake my hand. They were all practically talking at once making it hard for me to really catch all. Something about how Hank had told them all about me being straight before meeting him and now being a really good poz boy in the making and how hot it was and they all seemed to want to try me out to see. My befuddled mind was having trouble concentrating on what all was said. Then I felt a hand on my ass, feeling my well used hole and before I realized it I was bent over the end of the table and his cock was sliding into me. I gasped and gripped the table and found myself, again, thrusting my ass back to get more in me. OMG, I just can't seem to stop. Then I clearly heard on them say they all needed to get in there and dump all their nice toxic cum in me to help Hank out. Why can't I seem to stop, but oh, the great feeling of my ass being thouroughly fucked was too much and I just went with it. All I could do was gasp with pleasure. Then I felt him throb in me and pull out and another cock entered and started to plow. My hole was getting sore as hell, but the pleasure was even more so. I stayed in place and took all 4 of their loads and each thanked me for a great fuck. I was then able to get up and stagger to my place. As I entered I glanced at the clock and found it was now after 6 AM. I locked my door and didn't even take time to shower and made my way to my bed and collapsed on it and was out like a light.

The drive over to the gifting top took forever, my mind was racing. This is the beginning of a new chapter, starting a relationship with the best bottom I have ever had. Not just an bottom, a straight boy, with a girlfriend, who loves taking cock and following orders. Whether or not we are together forever, he will always be mine in some aspect. I pull up to the house in the email and check my phone, there are two messages. One from the gifting top: "Doors open strip once you get inside unless you want your clothes torn off" One message from my boy: "Are you going to POZ me Sir?" His message worried me, will he chicken out? will i become POZ and lose my boy at the same time? i got a horrible pit in my stomach. I text him back, "Yes, i'm going to make you pregnant with a POZ load." I sat outside the top's house waiting for the reply. My phone vibrated, "Yes Sir, if you want, you already own me." That text made me hard as a rock despite the life changing event to come, "do you want me to impregnate you?" i asked. "I want you do do what ever you want with me Sir." he replied. I took a deep breath and got out of the car, a huge smile on my face, I practically floated to the front door, and entered as i took my clothes off. The front room was dim, a light was on in what appeared to be the kitchen, and music was coming from a dark room. I made my way towards the dark room, "Bend over the bed slut" a voice says from the dark room, and i do as i'm told, so strange to be on this side of the relationship. As i bend over the bed the top walks up behind me, "wheres the toothbrush, and why are you here?" "Here, and because i want you to POZ me up" "Why?" he demanded. "There's a straight bottom i've been fucking that will become gay for me if he catches anything or can't have kids," i confess. "hmm... So you want to POZ this little "straight" boy?" "Yessir" "well... When i POZ you, MY seed will be growing in you, and then this boy will be mine too, I'll POZ you on one condition." "whats the condition?' i ask nervously. "I'll let you grow my seed inside you so you can POZ him on your own, but if he doesn't take for any reason, you release his boipussy to me and my POZ friends. AND if he does become POZ with your seed, you bring your boy over here and we have a celebration night." "interesting, I like the idea" "Well do we have a deal? Am i Pozzing your NEG ass tonight?" "Yes lets do it" The top slapped my ass hard, "good slut, you email me when you get the fuck flu" "Yes Sir" With that the top shoved the toothbrush into my ass, it hurt a bit, but i was so excited to change our lives that i didn't care. This better take. He yanked the toothbrush out of my stinging ass, and shoved it into my mouth, there was a metallic taste. I'm primed to take his POZ load. "what outcome are you hoping for slut? that you POZ him up or that he is resistant to our strains and we introduce him to my friends." "Honestly he says he's mine already and can do what i want, your friends can have him POZ or not." i replied. "good, i like that, thank you for sharing, especially if he's as good as you say." In one big thrust his cock went into my hole, it stung but it also felt pretty good, i was caught by surprise and yelped. "HA, take this POZ cock you top" he said as he rammed his cock in and out of my hole all the way, really loosening my hole up, but also really wrecking my sore hole. "Beg for my POZ load like a good bottom, and then take it home to your boy." "please POZ my ass, convert me" i said over and over. "tell me why slut" "POZ me so i can convert the straight boy! POZ me and lets make him a gay POZ bottom whore" "He's already a gay bottom, but here's the POZ load delivery for his ass!" He thrust in and i felt the first strong spurt of toxic cum enter my ass, he moaned, and was breathing heavy, still clenching and releasing cum into my hole. It was quick but i was hoping for that, i much prefer to fuck my boy than be fucked by anyone. "if you don't get sick within 2 weeks, you come back here and you're staying here a weekend, got it?" "i'll let you know" i replied, standing up and grabbing my clothes from the living room floor, my ass sore and full of POZ cum. I drove home, dreaming about my life to come. I woke up the next morning with my asshole burning, the guy messed up my hole for how quick he was. After my breakfast and coffee I went to the restroom and sure enough cum came out, it felt like a cup full, it just kept coming out. My phone buzzed, "Good Morning Sir" it read from my boy. "Good morning boy" i replied. "ready for tonight?" "Yes Sir, always." His text brought a huge smile to my face. "craving cock? craving a man?" "Yes actually Sir, I'm very horny, i get crazy thoughts when i'm horny." he sent. "Oh? like what Trevor, tell your boyfriend." "Well, craving your cock, piss, and cum like usual. Do you mind if I come by and grab a bottle of piss from you?" "Aw boy I want you to, but i just pissed, i'll bring one to your work though, on one condition." "Anything Sir" "Change for the gym outside your car today in the parking structure, shirt, shorts, socks, shoes, but the jock strap stays, and wear the "ADDICTED" jock strap, everything comes off first before one article goes on." "Yes Sir, When will i get your piss?" "you'll get every bladder full today slut, just prove to me you followed orders." "Yes Sir" "Good Boy, also think of some more rules, i need more control over my slut, you're going to be gay in no time, hard for me and flaccid for her" "Yes Sir I'll email you a list tonight for approval before you come over, and honestly that excited me a bit" "Good, because you're mine" "Yes i am Sir."

Went up to Philly June 16th. I hadn’t been there in a while and had to look around a little bit to find Club Philly (since that's Woody’s ….) I arrived around 10:00 PM to find a line just inside the door , although, to be fair, the reception area is somewhat small. The rooms were all sold out so I got a locker, and when I began exploring the bathhouse I found it was quite packed. I walked around for a while, and saw some guys who were getting fucked in the dungeon slings, but most of the men were milling about the dungeon. I lay on one of the fuck benches but didn’t get any takers, so I walked next door into the area where they have the large round red fuck table. It just appeared the practice was for guys receiving blow jobs to sit in a chair, while the cock sucker would kneel or crouch in front of the blowee. After taking care of the blowee for some time, the cock sucker would stand-up, bend over the round fucktable and the guy who had been receiving the blow job would get to his feet, and slide right into the ass of the (former) cock sucker. This happened a few times and this pattern seemed to hold at least when I was in the room – if you wanted dick up your ass at the table pretty much you first needed to suck the top’s dick. This practice hadn't been the norm when, a year or so earlier I had been at Club Philly, (although admittedly it wasn't on a party night), and I had only to bend over the fuck table and a cock would find its way into my ass. After some time I walked up to the fourth floor and checked out a hot daddy in a sling with his ass totally lubed. I asked if he wanted me to eat his ass but he was just craving dick. I also checked out the small video room, but there was nothing going on. Walking down to the third floor maze I found fucking was happening, but unfortunately none of the cocks were in my ass. I had been in the Club for about two hours when I walked back up to the fourth floor video room. Matters hadn't improved. There was (I think) only one guy up there. Naturally I was getting somewhat frustrated, not to say disappointed, when to my surprise a guy from behind me, and who was decidedly taller than me, slapped my ass saying "Bend over, you’re getting fucked.” Before I could look get a glimpse of him he had thrust his dick in my ass and began pounding away. After a few minutes he takes me to the floor and fucks me doggy style there. He was taller than me, maybe 6 ’3”, 30-ish, hunky but not ripped. His dick wasn’t thick but when he entered my hole it was always a thrust completely in rather than easing in my tight underfucked hole. After fucking me there for a while I realized that the room was full of men, each of whom was stroking his cock (or possibly stroking that of the man next to him). The stud fucking me was putting on a show for his entourage, and I fully expected him to shoot his load in my ass, but after at least ten minutes my knees (and probably his) were being rubbed a little raw by the hard floor, so he stopped, stood-up, and ordered me to also get to my feet as he lay on his back on the floor, with the expectation I would sit on his cock. I did just that, squatting, trying to ease his dick in my hole but he a different plan: no sooner had his cock head breached my ass lips than he thrust into my hole in one smooth (if painful) shove. The stud then began vigorously fucking me while I bounced about, trying to keep up. After a few minutes he said "Oh man, I’ve got to stop.” I countered "Fuck that! Cum in my ass!" “Are you sure?” he asked. "Fuck, yeah,” I replied. "Okay," he answered, pounding me a little more and then energetically shooting his load in my ass. At this point I realize that I’ve seen this guy before, several times actually. He used to be at Club Philly with their occasional small group of club kids many years ago, so when an observer asked my top "Do you know that guy?" and he answered no, I chimed in saying we had crossed paths some years earlier. Needless to say, that one fuck put my night on a much better track. Before my top left we briefly kissed, and I asked his name. After telling me his name was W., the stud and his entourage left the room. I waited a while then went downstairs and was finally able to get a room on the second floor. Once in my room I put my ass up with the door open. Some of W’s entourage walked by at one point without W. I was getting a little unhappy with not attracting much attention and was about to get up when suddenly a guy I had neither seen nor heard was fingering my hole, prepping it to ease his cock into my ass. Fuck #2 was another happy experience, but with only two fucks in several hours I wasn't satisfied, particularly as I had gotten only one load. After Fuck #2 moved on, undoubtedly looking for another ass to tag, I walked about a bit, passing the video alcove where two bears were fucking on some 'arena style' video viewing platforms. I went back down to the dungeon and found W getting fucked in the sling, begging the top to fuckin' shoot in his ass. I walked into the round red fuck table room just as a beautiful innocent looking Asian boy started sucking a muscular gorgeous young black man right at the fuck table. The Asian boy spun around, hopped on the fuck table kneeling, his back arched and his luscious ass available to the taking. The young black man eased his dick into the Asian boy, who made several audible gasps as he began riding dick, whereupon the black man began his assault on the boy's ass. The Asian boy hopped off the young man’s dick once but then immediately grabbed it and slid it back up his ass. The young black man seemed to trying to be gentle as he slid into the boy's ass, and even when he began pumping, he began slowly, and only later picked-up the pace. The Asian boy moaned in a lusty, if still sweet voice "Cum in my ass,” which led the young black man cto blow his load, pumping his cum into the Asian boy's ass as the two of them undulated together. As soon as the mutual undulation stopped the the Asian boy dismounted and sucked the young man's dick. After than I walked back to the sling room just next door and found W, still in the sling. I asked if he had gotten more cum in his ass. He had and so I ask him if he like his ass licked. W replied yes, he did, so I took a big hit of poppers and began eating his ass. W began moaning happily. I can eat ass for a long time but I didn’t want to get in the way of W getting fucked so I stopped after a while. W asks if I got a room and I gave him the room number. W came up after a few minutes and fucked me again in the room. Happy fuck #3 was the last one for me for the night because the crowd had thinned out; W had to go and I waited around to catch my ride back south. I will most certainly return to Club Philly, although I had the impression that people butt fucking generally knew each other.

When I was in high school, got fucked in a science lab.

We began to untangle and Glen unlocked the room. I knew deep down that I could have run there and then, but my body had other ideas as Steve helped me to my feet and the three of us left and headed to the sling area. The piss smell was starting to subside and I noticed three guys pissing over the sling occupant. “Ah, that’s Brian. He’s a new convert. The last time he was here was his first. Like you, he didn’t realise the true nature of the evening, but now he’s a fully paid-up member. He’s being baptised by his new brothers. It’s something of a ritual for each new cumdump” What the fuck? These pigs were next level. I’d never in my wildest dreams witnessed such depravity. Yet despite my better judgement, I was getting hard at this. Fucksake. I should sober up this instant and run. I could hear Brian moaning, and encouraging these guys to piss over him. Like it was something that he needed too, finally wash away all those years of not letting himself be himself. Am I envying him? Was I turned on because in some way I knew that could be me one day? Glen went to the head of the sling and snogged Brian like they’d been lovers forever. Tenderly he stroked Brian’s head and asked him how he was feeling. Brian, for his part was reveling in his piss bath, but knew that he’d been in there long enough. Glen started to unstrap Brian from the sling, as Brian seemed to sense what was going on. “We’ve got a new member to welcome and recruit, dear boy, I trust you’ll help us pass on your knowledge” Brian grinned sadistically and said “It would be my pleasure, brother” and got out of the pissy sling. Steve grabbed my wrist, as if he sensed that I was going to make a run for it. I knew I could, but something tells me the night may go awry if I tried to escape. I just had to mentally accept that this was the road I was on now. These men were going to make into one of them. Whether the toxic cum in me already was starting to rewire me, or what, I can only accept now that this was my recruitment, and as Brian, Steve, Glen and a couple of others started to surround me, this glimpse of my future wasn’t terrifying me.

Just finished breeding this hot barely legal HS boy, made sure his boy hole was fucked hard and deep before leaving three loads of my toxic cum inside him, he made the hottest sounds too as I slammed my raw dick deep inside him, can’t wait to use his hot body again soon...

As Glen shot into my hole, I had to admit that the feeling of cum in me was starting to turn me on. I laid there, cradled by the pair of them like something they needed to feed and feed off. The grim realisations can hold off for an hour or two, right now I’m starting to understand why guys chase and become cum addicted. The seed deposits soak in to you. Creating a stronger deeper connection with who you’re with. That moment feels like it could last forever. You bond. Perhaps I needed to be shown that, I needed that urge to be forced upon me. So I could see for myself. It was as if the toxic cum decided on me regardless and had begun its takeover, its rewiring. Like I said, I was starting to understand. “How you feeling now Dan. Happy you’ve begun a new life?” That freaked me out. I was drunk and stumbled into a sauna on the wrong evening and now here I was being assimilated into the poz brotherhood. Wait… I’d read that phrase before and now I’m thinking it? I need to get out of here before it’s too late. Steve shoved the poppers under my nose again “It’s time you tasted my cock Dan. It’s been in you already, so nice to complete the circle". I started to play with my own cock, now harder than ever. Glen brushed my hand aside and began to lick my cockhead. The connection was beginning to overwhelm my senses. No wonder they called it a brotherhood. Being like this was something far closer and more erotic than just lovers. Glen was muttering encouragement to me as I sucked him off. “Oh mate. You’re doing very well. I think we should take this elsewhere. What do you think Steve?” Steve removed his mouth from my cock “Fuck yes, maybe see if the sling is free” “Good idea. It usually isn’t free but we can get Dan to the front of the queue. What’s the point of running a night like this if we don’t get first dibs? The others will understand the need to fast track Dan. Maybe one or two of them can pitch in with the next round of recruitment” "There’s another round? What the fuck is this? I saw the sling area earlier and there were a handful of guys hanging around it, all taking it in turns on some poor guy they’d ballgagged. There was no way I was going to get involved in…" “Sniff, Dan. You’re going to love it… eventually.” Oh man.

I do prefer anonymous. So easy to walk away after dumping my dirty load in an ass. Afterall, my work is done.

Had a fun 24 hrs: Thursday night: I was in a topping mood so I hit up grindr and found this stunning mid 20s twink couple staying at a hotel downtown. I messaged and they said to come over. They didn’t have any loads yet. I got there and wow! Both had beautiful bodies and were really slutty. We all got naked and the fun began. I fucked both of them and we even did a short DP. I blew a load in both of them after about 40 mins total of fun. Friday morning: This poz twink hit me up wanting a load so I stopped on my way to work. He answered the door in an Andrew Christian jock and got on his knees sucking me right when I walked in. I gave him my poppers and I slid inside him. He squirmed around at first so I had to hold him by the hips. Eventually I was able to blow a small load in him (still spent from the night before!) and left. We exchanged numbers. Friday afternoon: I took a half day and left work early. This guy I had met before hit me up on grindr and said he was hosting. Late 20s, Asian, beefy body, cute. Average size cock. I took his load after a few mins of fucking and then left. He was really into kissing, which I don’t mind.

Previously… The rimmer moved away, I heard a raspy hock and spit sound and felt a small wad of spit land expertly on my hole. I could see where this was going. After one or two seconds I felt the bed shift and the familiar tap-tapping of their cock, only this cock-head was massive… Way bigger than any of the guys in the room. Oh fuck! Right so… A massive cock like that tapping at my hole could only mean one thing. “Jay?” No wait the guy had facial hair. “Karl?” I heard a chuckle as he inched a little more pressure against my pucker. “Yeh mate, I got orders to fuck your pussy good”. Karl’s use of the word pussy made me cringe a little but his cockney accent softened it somewhat. Who could be pissed at someone who sounded like Del-Boy from Only Fools and Horses? Karl continued, “are you ready for me yet?” I thought about Karl’s massive dong, a hooded 12 inch West-Indian cock. I remembered my last encounter with him and Jay. I could almost make a pro/con list of reasons I could be fucked by him. Instead of pro and con, I was thinking of an ass-opening/ass-closing list. Ass-opening I was opened up by Orson I was still pretty high Karl was cute as fuck Ass-closing Karl was 12 inches Karl was young and maybe inexperienced Did I mention Karl was 12 inches?? Karl rubbed his heavy dick against my tender opening. My natural instinct was to close up especially since the girth alone felt far bigger than my ass would take, not even thinking about how deep it would go. I remembered what lead me down this bottoming path this weekend and reached back stroking Karl’s taut stomach, his abs were so fucking chiselled and hard they felt like marble. I asked “is Jay there?” I heard Jay pipe up somewhere near Karl, “I’m right behind him mate!” “Jay, can you start me off the way you started to downstairs, then Karl you take over? No criticism to you Karl, I’m just wanting Jay to prep me for that big cock first.” I heard nothing at first – had I offended Karl? Fuck! That wasn’t my intent. I started to think of ways I could back-pedal what I said, when there was a shift on the bed in front of me and a hand lifted my chin up. My lips were pressed against a heavy familiar hooded cock. Oh, good one! As my lips pressed against Karl’s girthy tip, I felt a finger rubbing up and down my crack. I opened my mouth, then readjusted my head position and opened my mouth wider – damn that head was big! I lifted my hand up and lowered the dick down a bit mentally figuring out just how I was gonna take this thing – at either end? As if to answer one of my questions, the questing finger found my hole, and started to circle the sensitive pucker, leaving a gritty trail in its wake. Good, Jay had picked up on what I was saying. There was no way I wanted to take either him or Karl without flying as high as possible, and a booty bump was just what the doctor ordered. Physically my body state was fully “up” after taking the synthetic ecstacy with Orson, but I just wanted to lift my hole up to that point of sheer pleasure and openness, and maybe also cause I was a drug-slut who couldn’t say no… nah, that’s beside the point. Since my body was fully “up” I was in a constant state of sensual arousal – the velvety head of Karl working past my lips was a sensual main-course so to speak, as was Jay’s dusted fingers working in my ass lips at the same time. Karl rested his hands on my shoulders and as if he and I were somehow empathically linked (don’t get me started on my theories of what E can do to your empathic abilities when high), he started massaging my shoulders, slowly inching his cock into me all the while. The shoulder massage was just as, if not more sensual than his thrusting cockhead and made my whole body relax and open up to this dual invasion. I felt the start of the inner tingle as Jay worked more powder into and past my sphincter. Then a chunk or rock of powder got worked up there by Jay. To this day I still have no clue what it was. I felt a sting as my juices started to break it down, but I was so relaxed at this point, and open to letting fully go. Theo was face-fucking Orson somewhere near me, and I knew both of them had my back. I could fully float free on whatever drug laden high was presented to me. Karl worked his massage down my back, then slowed around my lower back working out tension there I didn’t even know I had. My sweat acted as the perfect massage oil. My body was ready to take on this dual invasion. I felt Jay move his hands up to my ass cheeks and move in rhythm with Karl’s, giving me a four-hand massage. Seriously guys, if you’ve never had a four-hand massage by two people who know what they’re doing, you’ve got to drop all your shit right now and make it happen! You won’t regret it. One of the top experiences of my sexual life. Being on the uppers helped of course, but the dripping sense of sensuality and body-consciousness and pleasure! Fuck yeah it’s amazing. As I took the entire head of Karl in my mouth, I felt another tapping on my hole. Jay had finished off his ass massage and was now pushing against my tingling back passage. My entire back-chute from pucker to fist-deep was electric. The chems that had been placed there were now signalling their presence and I was loving it. Sparks of pure pleasure energy shot straight from my rectum to my brain. I felt Jay reapply his hands to my ass and push my knees further apart to splay me and lower my hole to his dick. The tip was lubed and made fluid contact with my hole. I sent signals down there to open it up and show willing. Karl chuckled from somewhere above me, and said, “oh you’re gaping now mate, yeah show us your pink pussy”. I was too high to care or clench up at that word. I felt the dick tip being positioned by Karl’s hand as he leaned his own dick another inch deeper into my mouth. I was still just swirling my tongue around the head and making small movements on it cause most of my focus was on my delicious-feeling asshole. I felt a spatter as Karl or/and Jay spat down directly on it, and used the dick there to work that spit directly on my widening gape. “C’mon mate, open up a little more” Karl was insistent. Jay was obviously focussed on his task as he had been quiet a while now. I felt his cock-head circle my opening hole. He pressed the lower front-part of his head, just past the urethra where the banjo-string starts, to massage my aching hole, teasing me. I was ready, and this lubey messy play was making me open up further and further – I needed the whole thing in me. I presented my hole a little more, shoving it upwards and the tip just slid in. Mother of fucking Christ! That spit roasting. Damn. As Jay slid into me like a hot knife in butter, the sensation of every inch just screamed, no “hallelujahed” pleasure in 360 degrees as he filled my rectal cavity. Every nanometre deeper that cock dove was greeted with applause by my nerve endings and my ass was a bottomless pit, needing it deeper and fuller and harder, and Jay did not disappoint. By about the ninth inch I could tell the my position needed a little adjusting to let him in deeper still, and in shifting up a bit I managed to push myself deeper onto Karl’s cock too. I was fully oreo’d. By the time I readjusted I had 20 inches of black dick in me. From default top two days ago, to party and play cum dumpster bottom – that was one steep learning curve. And speaking of curves, my body knew naturally how to curve into positions I’d never even have dreamt of before. I guess with the amount of uppers booty-bumped in me and otherwise ingested, I continued to chemically rise – my up–point had not yet been reached. Whatever Jay had shoved and now fucked into me, was still releasing pleasure chemicals unlike any I had before. Everything was so more-ish! I backed my hole back to win yet another inch deeper from my booty-bumping top. He hadn’t even begun to thrust, but now started slowly pulling an inch out and feeding it back. Karl steadied himself on my shoulders after my booty bump “lift-off” and puled his cock out and pressed his balls up to my mouth. I dutifully tongued them and suckled on one and then the other. I leaned in as Jay stayed with his gentle rhythm – which still felt like earth moving equipment in a kid’s sandbox. I focussed on nuzzling Karl’s heavy balls and lapped at his perineum, and the little ridge of skin that’s prominent of some guys from where the two halves of our body join in foetal development. You can barely see it in some guys, but on others it’s a pronounced ridge all the way from the ball sac down the taint and to the asshole. He grunted as I did this and then brought me back to force feed me his cock. As I learned later from a conversation between Theo and Karl while they were taking turns pounding Jay’s ass, and Theo had wanted to lucky-pierre Karl, Karl was 100% straight – this was purely a money gig. Theo had high-fived him then and there as the only other straight(ish) guy in such a sausage fest and they made plans to find a hooker for all three of them the next day to really fill up all her holes. A part of me is still a bit curious to know if that ever happened. Meanwhile at this point, I could tell that Karl wasn’t interested in me probing down any further than his taint. I suppressed my gag as much as possible and slurped up his monstrous meat. Twelve inches is a stretch regardless how high you are and I gagged quite a bit. As I wrestled it, it would slip out, poke my cheeks, hit my gag in wretching moment of uncertainty (luckily I had nothing to puke up) and even once slopped out and pushed my blindfold askew. All this because at the other end I was also taking an increasingly paced pounding from Jay – and fuck was it goooorgeous. I know it was probably the chems talking but my ass was made for being taken and Jay was taking all of it. Sweat poured off me in, flowing down my back as I settled into a fugue-state of pushing and pulling, filling and emptying. Fireworks were going off in my brain as noise rushed up to a crescendo and stayed there in a fog of slaps and groans. All around me my senses turned to sex. Fingers scraped across my back. Men were groaning in pleasure all around me. Orson gagged by my right ear. Karl offered me his nuts to bathe again. Mashing his cock against my cheeks I sensed out and reached out to my right and made contact with what I think was Theo’s cock. I pulled it gently from Orson’s mouth and lapped at the side of it, feeling Orson’s lips meet mine across the shaft. Karl butted his cock in and it was a free for all. We fought over each cock like kids who wouldn’t be content playing each with one toy, we both had to have both of them. We playfully wrestled lips and locked jaws, sometimes totally forgetting the two cocks altogether, till they made their presence known again and then other times tried to deepthroat them or blow two at the same time. All the while Jay increasingly pistoned in and out of me. Sometimes I think that if I could rewind time, I’d go back to that point every night for the sheer pleasure and stimulus overload. Whatever had been fucked into me was pure magical bliss and I was only getting started on it.

I was 13 and had just had sex with my gf. Thinking we were home alone i went down the hall to the bathroom naked. Her brother saw me and dropped his shorts and told me to suck him or he'd tell his parents I fucked his sister so I started sucking him and then he stopped, pushed me down and fucked my ass. It really hurt at first but then as he precame it felt good and he ended up breeding me. He bred me every day for a week before his dad caught us and when his dad got hard I said I could take care of that and without asking started sucking his dad. Son told his dad to fuck me. In the middle of fucking me his dad was fingering his ass and ended up fucking his son for a few minutes too but gave me his load. A week after that I watched as he bred his son and a week after that the dad's half drunk poker group ended up gangbanging my ass. One thing led to another and by the time I was 16 I was a bottom whore taking money from a lot of older guys.

I appreciate the comments. Thanks! ---------------------- Part 23 - The Receiver Joe walked up to the ATM and got some cash out. Looking at the balance, he said to himself “I guess I am going to have to turn some tricks and make some money.” He walked into the apartment and picked up his laptop. He logged in to an escort site he used and made a few changes to his ad and reactivated it, but didn’t state his new HIV status. It pained him when he put “Safe or BB” in. He hadn’t used a condom in years, but he figured it would give him a bigger customer base. He opened a new browser window and logged into Craigslist and re-posted the ad he usually used titled “Looking for Generou$ tops or bottoms”, making similar changes. He smoked a bowl and started to study. Joe was alone in the apartment. Kyle was at the library doing research with his team for one of his classes and he hadn’t seen Steven all day. Late in the evening his phone buzzed. It was a response from his Craigslist ad. “Yo, dude. I hired u a few times b4. Horny n need some dick n ass. u free tonite? same $?” Attached was a pic and he remembered the guy well. He was a wide receiver on the football team. Terrence. He was a tall black guy with a lithe chocolate skinned body that he liked to show off. Every time Joe saw him he had another tattoo. He had that balance between muscled and flexible that made him perfect for his football position and also for fucking. And he was hung - eight and a half inches of thick uncut cock that Joe really enjoyed. The guy was bi, but no one knew, and had been in the newspaper about his issues with women. Joe knew he liked his sex rough and assumed that he crossed the line with many of his female partners. Joe, on the other hand liked it rough, especially if they were paying. But Terrence also had a tender side to him after sex, where he wanted to cuddle and make out after a hard fuck. The best part was that the guy was versatile and loved to flip fuck. Joe had a dilemma. He didn’t want to end up on the front page of the newspaper as the guy that infected the star football player of the university’s team, but this guy was a great fuck and had no problem paying Joe to keep his need for gay sex quiet. Joe sent back a reply “I’m free the rest of tonite. Have HIV now, need to fuck covered. $ame. Your place?” He wasn’t sure he should put the last part, since he figured once the guy saw HIV he wouldn’t be interested. Five minutes later he got a reply “np, no condoms. same place. 9pm.” Joe smiled and headed into the shower. While taking the shower he wondered “Did he mean he didn’t have any condoms or he wanted to fuck raw?” He grabbed a few things and tossed them in the gym bag he used when escorting. He kept the bag stocked and ready for his next escorting gig. It had a few toys in it, a blindfold, some rope, lube, a jar of elbow grease, poppers and box of tampered condoms. He also grabbed the box of condoms that Mark had brought over the day he gave HIV tests to him and Kyle. Joe drove over to the apartment building the football player lived in. It was a really nice building with a doorman, probably paid for by the athletic department or from one of the team’s doners. He had been here several times before and knew the drill - check in with the doorman, wait for the ok and then go up the elevator to the top floor. He handed the doorman his fake drivers license that he used when escorting - “Dave Stillman”. Terrence knew Joe’s real name from the times they ran into each other in the locker room that the teams shared, and also his escort name. The doorman got the ok from Terrence and Joe was knocking at the door in a minute. The door opened and Terrence stood there, completely naked, his cock hanging low and getting hard. As Joe walked in, Terrence gave him a big hug and said “Damn I missed you. Thought you had had stopped selling that hot ass of yours.” “Yeah, things have been a bit crazy lately” Joe said as the hug finally ended and they walked into the apartment. Joe dropped his bag and started to take his clothes off. “Poz, huh? How long?” Terrence asked. “I found out a couple weeks ago. I brought some rubbers” said Joe. “Fuck no, I only fuck raw and I ain’t gonna stop now. That ass of yours is even hotter now” Terrence said and laughed. “You’re the customer” Joe said, getting more turned on. He dropped his shorts and was standing there in just his red jockstrap and he bent over to get the lube out of his bag. Terrence ran his fingers between his ass cheeks and Joe moaned. As he stood up, Terrence handed him a wad of bills, obviously more than his normal one hour rate. Joe looked at him quizzically. Smiling, Terrence explained “I’m fuckin’ horny and you’re gonna be here a couple hours. After i knocked up that last ho, the coaches won’t let me fuck any bitches until after the season.” Joe smiled and kneeled down and started to suck the monster cock that kept getting longer. He licked and sucked, digging his tongue under the foreskin. He remembered it took a while to open his throat up enough to take it all the way down, but Terrence kept pushing it deeper. Terrence grabbed his head and started to fuck his face, forcing his thick cock into Joe’s throat. Joe was covering the shaft with spit and throat slime. Occasionally he would scrape his teeth along the cock as he pulled back, something Terrence loved. Several minutes later, Terrence shoved his cock in and held it deep in Joes throat. Joe massaged his cock with his throat muscles and then realized he wasn’t letting up. Unable to breathe, Joe started to panic. He tried to pull back, but Terrence just pushed his head down harder. His body started to spasm and then he started to get light headed. Right before he thought he was going to pass out, Terrence pushed him off his cock and shoved him to the couch. Joe was gasping for air as he knelt down on the sofa, facing the wall. Terrence’s tongue poked into his hole and he began to rim him. Joe went from panic to ecstasy in a few short seconds. Terrence added a finger, then two, next to his tongue, opening up Joe’s hole. He felt a hard slap on his ass as Terrence grunted “Ready, whore?” Joe felt the head of Terrence’s cock on his hole and he pushed back, preparing for the penetration. The pressure got greater and he relaxed to let the big cock into him. Once the head got inside, Terrence kept pushing until the shaft was poking at Joe’s inner ring. One hard thrust and Terrence was through and waves of pain and pleasure ripped through Joe’s body. Pulling back, Terrence began to assault Joe’s hole. The pace varied from fast to slow, gentle to rough. Terrence always had stamina, Joe remembered. Joe got flipped over on to his back, without Terrence’s cock coming out of him. The pounding resumed and he got to look at the stud fucking him instead of a wall. Suddenly Joe felt Terrence slam into him, ripping past the inner ring and his cock began to pulse. The shots of cum didn’t seem to end and a warmth filled Joe. Terrence leaned forward and kissed Joe as the last spurts of cum filled his belly. They laid there for a minute as the adrenaline faded and Terrence pulled his cock out of Joe’s throbbing hole. As usual for his fucks with Terrence, they laid on the couch making out after sex. There was lots of kissing and feeling each other’s bodies and Joe felt the cum dripping out of his gaping ass. Terrence stopped kissing him and held his head saying “I want you to fuck me now. I need that poz cock inside me.” Joe’s jaw dropped and he replied “Dude, I can’t do that. I’m really toxic and you’ll get pozzed up.” “I want it. My uncle is poz and he’s the one that showed me how good sex with men could be. He won’t fuck me anymore since I’m not poz” said Terrence. “Shit, uh, I don’t think I should…” Joe said as his mind raced. “Look fucker, I’m paying you and you’re gonna do what I say. Now get that dick hard and fuck me” yelled Terrence. In all the times he had been with Terrence, he had never gotten violent or even raised his voice. Joe was really turned on by being told to poz fuck a neg guy. He took a breath and pushed Terrence’s muscular legs up and curled him up, so his ass was in the air. Terrence held his body there as Joe pulled his hard cock out of the pouch of the jockstrap and stroked it while starting to rim Terrence’s hole. He knew Terrence would be tight, since he was probably the last guy to fuck him a few months earlier. Once his hole was covered in spit he reached for the lube and pushed some lube inside the jock’s hole. He finger fucked Terrence until he felt the ring loosen a bit. His hole was warm and velvety inside and unprepared for the onslaught that was about to happen. He finger fucked him a bit longer, adding two and then three fingers in. His fingernails scraped as he twisted his fingers around his hole. Joe was trying to decide what position to fuck him in - he was already on his back and that would be easy and he could see Terrence’s face as he pumped his toxic seed inside, but he knew that Terrence liked getting fucked doggy style so Joe could get good leverage and pound him hard. Joe rolled Terrence back down on the couch and then turned him so he was on his knees facing the wall. “You really want this?” he asked Terrence sternly. “Yeah, fuckin’ breed my hole and knock me up like a bitch” Terrence replied. Joe rested his cock against the jock’s neg hole, the piercing laying on the ring, as some precum dripped into the hole. He put his hand over Terrence’s mouth and shoved his cock in. His hand only partially muffled the scream from Terrence. Once his cock was fully planted inside, he leaned forward and said “Yeah, you’re gonna become my poz bitch now. You wanna be a poz boi? I’m gonna make sure it happens. I’m gonna keep fucking you until your body gives up the fight and the bug takes over. It’s gonna be my bug that haunts you for the rest of your life.” Joe started to pound Terrence just like Terrence had done to him so many times. Joe felt his PA drag along the walls of Terrence’s fuck chute. He would jab and shove in different directions trying to make sure that his toxic precum coated everything. He pulled out and looked at his cock and didn’t see much red, so he rammed back in and drilled the tight hole some more. Soon he was pistoning his cock in and all the way out before jamming back in. The head of his cock started to hurt from the PA getting tugged and pushed with each thrust. He went back to hard fucks with his cock staying inside the battered hole with each stroke being harder than the last. He looked down and watched his poz cock thrust in and out of Terrence’s hole and marveled at the contrast of his pale cock against Terrence’s darker ass. Finally he couldn’t hold back and felt the constant drip of precum being replaced with gushes of virus filled cum shooting into Terrence’s cunt. He pushed deep, hoping his bug was seeping into the football player’s body. Terrence let out a moan as he felt the cum flood his guts. Resting on Terrence’s back Joe pumped his cock in a few more times and stopped. “You got more, dude?” asked Terrence. A smile came over Joe’s face and he said back “oh yeah.” Slowly Joe started fucking again and looked down to see some cum escaping Terrence’s ass and making a frothy pink ring around his cock. This was going to be a quicker fuck but just as brutal. He drilled the no longer tight jock ass, slapping it occasionally. His balls tightened up and he thrusted in a few more times before his balls delivered another round of buggy sperm inside Terrence’s pussy. He tried to shove his cock in a few more times, but it had already started to soften, so he slowly pulled his cock out and fell on to the couch. Once again, Terrence was there cuddling with him. “Thanks, man. I really needed that” Terrence said. “You got a few days if you change your mind. You can get treated to prevent it from infecting you” Joe said in an almost motherly tone. “Nah, I’d been thinking about it and when you said you were poz I knew I had to do it” Terrence replied and added “Did you really mean it when you said you would keep fucking me until I’m poz?” “Yeah I did” answered Joe. “Tomorrow’s Friday and I got shit to do. Saturday’s the game. Sunday’s always suck. How about we meet Monday night and you can give me more of that hot cum?” asked Terrence. “I can’t do Monday. How about Tuesday?” Joe offered. “Yeah, I can do that. Same time.” “Cool” said Joe as he got off the couch, got dressed and collected his things. He picked up the stack of bills on the table and said “Thanks” holding the money in the air before stuffing it in his pocket. Walking into his apartment he pulled the money out and counted it out - Terrence had paid him for three hours. Looking at his phone he had been there two and a half hours. “What a fuckin’ great way to get paid” Joe said to himself. Steven got home and took a shower and kept thinking about his hookup with Ryan and then Jeff. “How the fuck could I have done something so stupid. Pozzed up a virgin who doesn’t even know if he’s gay?” he said to himself. He dried off and went to his room and put on his work uniform. He walked into the restaurant and got ready for his shift of bussing tables again. He waited for Ryan to show up and he did right before his shift started. It was a busy night for a Thursday and he never had a chance to talk to Ryan privately. They walked out together and about a block from the restaurant Steven ended the silence asking “How’s Jeff doing?” “He was still dazed when I left him. I tried to talk to him but he just stared back at me with a blank look” Ryan said. “He could go to the clinic tomorrow and start pep. I really don’t know what came over me” Steven said. “Dude, he begged for it. It’s not your fault. And damn, that was hot to watch you pop his cherry and breed him full of poz cum. I kinda wish I got that second load, but fuck. I blew my load when you came in his virgin ass” Ryan told Steven. Steven said “I didn’t want to breed you. I hope you’re ok if it takes and you get pozzed.” “Oh yeah, I hope you keep breeding my ass until I’m pozzed up. I want it more now than ever” Ryan replied. They got to the spot where they normally split up to go home. Ryan and Steven kissed for a long time until Ryan stopped. “I need to get home to check on Jeff. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I'm kind of at a loss for words, but I'm feeling so many things now. my ass is still leaking cum and its sore to sit down, so let me start from the beginning this morning on my way into my summer job i pulled up grindr and got a message from a couple looking, 22 and 23. we swapped pics and they were hot as hell, both a year ahead of me at our university, both discreet and in fraternities. not really my type but i was craving dick and they wanted a bottom to use, so obviously we made plans to meet. we met up this afternoon at their place and they were both sweet talkers. they smoked me out a bit (green) and both asked me questions about school and my life and normal stuff. at one point i was so relaxed i was kind of just staring at one of them and all of a sudden the other one pulls me back into him and they both start taking my clothes off. aggressive and hot, I was into it. what happened next is kind of a hot and sweaty blur. somehow we ended up on a bed and i was sucking one dick while my ass was licked by the other. i love to deep throat and they had the perfect size dicks, both about 7 inches and the perfect size to fit my throat. both of them really enjoyed it. at one point fingers started going into me and i told one of them to get the poppers from my shorts pocket on the floor. while i was sucking one dick and getting lube slathered into me, i felt a finger then two go into me, so naturally i clench my sphincter and that drives him wild. i kind of remembered them mentioning condoms before we met but i felt a hot bare dick head on my hole and it got me excited. while i was deep throating one, i felt the other's raw dick head trying to push into me. i stopped and took a hit of poppers and then felt him push it all the way in. the unanticipated raw dick felt so fucking great, and the fact that they didn't even mention condoms once i was there was driving me wild and my dick was rock hard. i blew my load 5 minutes in but stayed hard, something that rarely happens. both took turns pumping their loads into me, mostly on my back while one fucked me and i sucked the other. i came two more times. after the fact we swapped more saliva and i was on my merry way. now its been a couple hours and i still feel their cum dribbling out of me and i just got their phone numbers in a grindr message. very excited for more

i get so many great comments about my hole tatt - not a bio hazard one as you can see. i like to say that the sun does shine out of my hole

This was about 20 years ago, but it was such a hot and crazy scene that I still remember it vividly. I was in Daytona Beach, FL on business. Staying at a hotel right on the beach. Next door to the hotel was a public toilet and shower facility with public beach parking. I had some free time one afternoon, so I decided to see if there was any action going on in the restroom/shower facility. I walked in and went into one of the two stalls that separated the urinal area from the shower stall. There was a peephole in the metal wall separating my stall and the 3 urinals. There were no partition walls between urinals, so peeking through the peephole gave me a clear shot of all 3 urinals. I sat in the stall for about 20 minutes watching various guys come in to take a pee. Saw some really hot dicks. Saw a couple of guys stroking each other off at the urinals. A couple of the guys would also bend over and suck on the dick next to him, until they'd get interrupted by someone else coming into the restroom. So, there was definitely some action going on in this restroom. I was enjoying being a voyeur and stroking my dick in the stall. But then it became kind of quiet in the restroom for awhile, so I decided I'd leave. Just as I was washing my hands I heard the heavy metal door scraping against the concrete floor. Someone else was coming in. So, I lingered at the sink to see who it was. In came a young man in his late 20's. Very handsome, 5'11", 185, in great shape with washboard abs and muscular arms. All he was wearing was a speedo with a towel wrapped over his shoulders, his flip flops slapping against the concrete floor as he walked in. He was pushing an umbrella type stroller with a year old baby boy that was struggling to stay awake. Oddly, the young daddy stepped up to the urinal that was right next to the sink I was standing at, in stead of the urinal at the other end, which is what most guys would have done for more privacy. He pulled down the front of his speedos and pulled out a gorgeous looking piece of meat that appeared to be about 8"s, uncut, with tightly curled black pubes that looked like they'd been carefully trimmed and sculpted. I was trying to be inconspicuous as I looked out of the corner of my eyes at his beautiful cock. But when I did turn my head slightly to get a better view, our eyes met. I was embarrassed at getting caught staring at his dick. But he gave me a friendly smile then began to slowly stroke his cock to show it off for me. His cock began to grow as he slowly slid his hand up and down his growing shaft. This young daddy's swelling cock was causing my own cock to swell again. But seeing his drowsy baby just behind him in the stroller was kind of freaking me out. The speedo hunk finally turned to me and said, "Sorry to ask this of you, buddy. But I want to wash this salt water off. If you have time, could you just keep an eye on my son as I quickly rinse this salt off?" "Sure. Of course", I said. He turned and walked back to where his sleeping son was. He pulled his speedos down and stepped out of them. His nearly fully hard cock stuck straight ahead of him. He didn't seem to be embarrassed at all as he stepped out of his speedos and hung them on the handle of the stroller, along with his towel. He was now completely naked, except for his flip flops as he walked into the shower stall. I leaned against the wall, next to his baby, as he turned on the water and waited for the water to warm up. "Shit! I forgot the soap. Could you reach in that bag on my stroller? There's a small bar of soap and a small shampoo bottle. Could you just hand those to me, please?" "Ya, sure. No problem", I said. I opened the small bag and found the soap and shampoo. I walked to the opening of the shower stall and handed them to him. His wet hand brushed mine as I handed them off to him. I glanced down at his cock. It was now at full hardness, sticking straight up, with beautiful, low hangers below. He bent over to place the shampoo bottle on the floor, giving be a great view of his solid, bubble butt. I lingered at the shower opening as he began to soap up his muscled body. His soapy fingers repeatedly lathering up his cock, balls and asscrack. Stroking his cock with the soapy lather as he looked me in the eye. I didn't bother to walk back to the stroller with his now asleep baby boy in it. I leaned against the wall of the shower opening as I watched this hunky dad showing off for me. He was making me horny as hell. I wanted to touch that beautiful cock. He rinsed the soap off then took a step towards me. His hard cock sticking up at a 45 degree angle. I stepped towards him and wrapped my fingers around his cock. Knowing that the loud sound of the metal door scraping the floor would give us warning if someone came in, I then dropped to my knees on the wet floor and took his cock into my mouth. He let out a soft moan as I began to suck his cock. One of my hands was massaging his balls, as I reached between his legs with my other hand and rubbed his puckered asshole. All the while, my mouth made love to his cock. It didn't take long for him to finally arch his back, let out a low growl as his sweet juice filled my mouth. I milked every drop I could from his cock. Then he quickly pulled his now softening cock from my lips, took another turn under the water to rinse off, turned off the water and stepped past me, walking towards his son in the stroller. "Thanks", was all he said as he dried off with his towel that was draped over the stroller handle, along with his speedo. He stepped into and pulled up his speedo and stuffed his nearly soft cock back into the the speedo. Taking hold of the stroller, he then quickly exited the restroom with the stroller. "Daddy..!!" I heard a young girls voice exclaim outside. "What the HELL have you been doing in there for so long?", I heard a woman's voice say. "I was about to come in to find you", she said again. "I had to wait for the shower. It was being used", he said. "Well, come on. I want to get these kids bathed and cleaned up", she barked as they headed for their car in the parking lot. As weird as it was to have this dad's young baby right there as I sucked off his daddy. It was also kind of hot, knowing that this "Str8" young father didn't care. He just wanted his dick sucked.

One of my craziest times in public was at a cruising bar in Chicago, Manhandlers, where they have a back "barn" area where guys hook up. In the warm summer months there is usually lots of action happening in the back barn late night on weekends. This past summer I was cruising there and I was so horny... a guy was standing in a corner stroking his cock, and I went over and asked if he needed help. Well, in the next few minutes I was on my knees sucking him really nice and deep, and the next thing I know several guys had formed a circle around us watching. One guy started rubbing my back while I continued to suck on that first guys cock, and the guy rubbing my back reached down and was trying to fondle my ass, so got up off my knees while still bending over and kept sucking, and the guy starts fingering my ass. I loosened my pants, and before long the guy behind me slid his cock into my ass slowly and began to fuck me. So now, I'm sucking a nice hard cock while being fucked from behind, and there is a big crowd of guys watching this go on. It was super hot. I had poppers, so I took hits off them every so often, and it was crazy hot. The guy I was sucking eventually cummed in my mouth, and the guy fucking me cummed a few minutes later deep in my ass. I pulled up my pants, went to the front bar to get another beer, and returned to the back barn area with a big smile knowing guys had just watched me get fucked. Great cruising spot in the summer.

I have many best stories but one I remember clearly is when I was 17 and moved to a big city for study, just giving into my search for sex, and also in a cruising park. I had been cruising for half an hour or so and had seen 5 guys in their 20s or something cruising who I thought were hot. They however did not make a move and I didn't either. Finally saw a guy in his 30s or so (#1) who motioned me to follow him to a spot off the track to a clear spot between the trees. He didn't waste any time and was in my tight young ass within minutes. After a few minutes he was fucking me I noticed 3 of the 5 hot guys I saw before were there too. One (#2) unzipped and forced his cock in my mouth. Only took a few minutes until he unloaded his balls down my throat. Zipped up and left. My first spitroast. When he left #1 grunted and shot his load in my hole. He left too. #3 took over and fucked me too. Shot his spunk on my ass and left. #4 took over and dumped his load IN my ass. I was horny as fuck after that, hadn't cum yet and walked around with a boner and took a few more loads that night, regardless of what the guys looked like (it was dark anyway so couldn't see much). One made me cum. He fucked so hard and deep I couldn't help myself and came. Guess they all liked a young small 17yo butt. I still remember that night today. Probably because it was my first time to take a lot of loads in a row. One of the best experiences I had.

One day ended up going to the local cruising park near where i use to live,spent the day in the woods sucking off guys who passed by me started getting late and ended up with a bear fucking me against a tree right on the path at least 7-9 guys walked past some stopped and watched others just made some comments and walked past the whole time i was moaning and begging for his load in my ass went home dripping down my leg and feeling like a total slut and loved it.