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Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fiction, any instances are not based on any life events of any individuals. It was the first week of college. I had just recently turned 18 and was excited to experiment in college. I had various parts of my body that I wanted to explore for the first time. A little background: I had grown up from a small town in the middle of nowhere, where everyone knew each other. I grew up in a conservative household, unable to have the freedoms as my fellow teenagers around my age; such as getting a tattoo. I never felt like a masculine man in all my life. I was always told that I was better at listening to what others had instructed me than to act on my own. I was more of a follower, never a leader. I guess it was attributed to my small frame. Also, I barely had any hair as I went through puberty, and almost none when I turned 18. Regardless of my background, I was excited for my future. Going into college, I realized that any prior restrictions were gone. My parents couldn't restrict me and I was free to make my own choice. And so here I am, ready to go on a wild ride and have a positive college experience. During my first week, I met a few individuals. I met these guys through a campus event before school had started. There was Xander, a well-built senior student; Brett, a thin twink senior with a few tattoos; and Phillip, who was also a graduate student involved in some sort of lab. The oldest of the three, Phillip, had asked how old I was. I replied "just turned 18." Phillip replied "Perfect." Each of them asked basic questions to get to know me. After a while, they wanted to explore other events on campus. I followed them since they were the only people I knew at college so far. As I walked around with them, I began noticing their body and their features. For some reason, I had felt an attraction towards these new friends. For some strange reason, my mouth started to water. I felt dizzy and wanted to lay down. I had told them that I needed to get some rest, and I turned back into my dorm room. For some reason, my attraction was sexual. I had never felt this way about another man. The more I thought about it, it became clear. I wanted to see what their cocks looked like and sucked till they came down my throat... Immediately, stopped thinking about that possibility and finished getting settled into my dorm room. As the hours went by, I didn't hear from them and the sexual thought had left my mind. One day, I ran into them and they invited me to go to a party off campus that was going on after the first weekend of classes. Phillip told me it was hosted near an older friend's house. Before I could reply, Phillip had instructed me to dress comfortably and not to worry because everyone knew each other. Although I was hesitant, the instant thought of me swallowing their loads helped me make a decision. I agreed and headed to class. I went on throughout the rest of the week like a normal college student. Occasionally I would see my new group of friends. They would stop by and ask if I was still going to the party, in which I replied yes. They seemed very eager and excited that I attend. Before they left for classes, they had given me their number. The weekend came by, and I had realized that my gym shorts were slightly too tight and small for me. I had no choice but that wear my small tight gym shorts, it barely covered my privates. At this point, I was unsure of the whole party. I had texted Phillip if it was appropriate to wear clothes that were a bit too small for me. He asked that I send a picture. So I took a picture in the mirror and sent it to him. No reply. After a few minutes he texted back, "yeah thats perfect." Feeling relieved, I had grab the rest of my belongings and waited. I received a text from Brett that he would be picking me up at my dorm. I sent him my location and waited. He arrived in his car and opened the door. I had gotten in excited, and nervous. During the drive to the party, Brett had told me that the party would be a mix of older men and younger college students. He then asked how I was feeling about that. I had told him that I was fine with that. Then he asked me an alarming question out of the blue. Brett looked at me and asked "Have you ever had sex with men?" I didn't know how to reply. I shook my head no. Brett had assured me not to worry, and that he was just asking. As we continued to drive, I realized how far we have been driving. He then asked if I would consider having sex with men. I didn't know what to say. Nervously, I said "I guess I'm not opposed to that. I just haven't had any encounters in that sense." All of a sudden he had stopped the car. I looked around and we were nowhere near a building. I had no idea where we were. Brett looked at me and said, "Would you like an encounter now?" Before I could reply, he had zipped his pants and pulled out a thick long cock. Immediately, I started to think back to imagining swallowing his thick load. In that moment, he put his hand behind my head and said, "I'm going to gently guide you, feel free to pull away when you feel uncomfortable. I will respect your wishes." I didn't want him to stop. He continued to guide my head down to his thick erect cock. I could see the veins bulging out of his cock as I got closer and closer. I could smell the thick scent, which I could not describe. His cock was circumcised and glistening with pre-cum. As I almost touched his cock with my face, I instinctively opened my mouth and closed my eyes. As his cock entered my mouth, I felt the ridge of the head on my tongue. My mouth was watering uncontrollably, as his shaft was rubbing along my taste buds. It felt so good to have such a thick cock in my mouth. I tasted his slightly salty pre-cum on my tongue. And before I knew it, he hit the back of my throat. I gagged. When I looked at his cock, there was still a good 2 inches left. Brett continued to press his cock to my throat making me moan. I was feeling lightheaded, and I felt my anus twitching each time he hit the back of my throat. I was rock hard at this point. Brett started to reach down my pants and stroke my cock. He said "Oh, I see you're excited." and then proceeded to grab my balls. I felt relaxed, knowing I was being grabbed by Brett, who had the thickest cock I had ever seen so far... As I sucked his cock moving my head up and down, he had grabbed my head and proceeded to thrust his cock into my mouth. When he would thrust, his entire cock would enter my mouth, making the extra two inches disappear. This caused each thrust to choke me. I couldn't breath. I wanted to tell Brett to stop, but I chose not to breath for that instant, since it meant that he would give me his thick creamy cum. With a few grunts, I felt a warm gush of liquid in my mouth. Immediately, I swallowed the cum. It was thick. Very thick. I felt it go down my esophagus slowly. Brett looked at me and smiled, "I guess I'm the first to coat your throat." I nodded yes with a smile on my face. As Brett was wiping his cock and pulling his pants back up, I had noticed a tattoo on his inner thigh. I hadn't noticed it but it was a red plus sign looking cross, on top with a biohazard tattoo. The strangest thing was that I noticed that he had a few initials under it, "HG VGL." I was a happy boy and I didn't want to question it. As Brett pulled up his pants, he said "Let's get going to the main ev- I mean main party." As Brett quickly accelerated, I felt Brett's thick cum fall down, where I didn't feel it slowly slide down anymore. I guess it's in my stomach now. I was chippier and excited to go to the party to see all my other new friends. More to Come, Tags are just there for future storyline.

Part 76 - By The Old Oak Tree The next few days kept Joe busy. He wondered if Ric ever went through with meeting the client, but he didn’t even know when this week it was supposed to be. After class Thursday, Joe went home and cleaned up and grabbed a bag of things that he had prepared. He checked his phone to make sure there weren’t any last minute issues and saw a message from Ric - “Hey, met client last nite. was really wild. thx” Joe quickly replied “Cool. hope u had fun. u want to do more?” He and Steven drove over and picked up Jaime and then Dakota. Joe then drove over to Luis’s apartment who followed him as he drove out to the farm. Instead of the farm’s driveway, Joe drove a little further to a dirt road that he followed back to a clearing near the creek. They parked the cars and the guys followed him on foot to the tree. It looked just like Joe had remembered it, except that Blaine had staked out a blanket on the ground and had a cooler full of beer and water off to the side. Hanging from one of the strong branches over the blanket was a block and tackle with a rope dangling down and the other side tied off on a stake in the ground. Joe laughed as he dropped his bag to the ground. “Guess we won’t need most of the stuff I brought” Joe said to himself. The guys pulled off their t-shirts and a couple took off their shorts and were standing in just their jockstraps or were naked. Joe grabbed a beer and was taking his second sip when Blaine and Carter came up on dirt bikes wearing just shoes and shorts. Blaine and his brother got off the bikes and walked over to the blanket. “You're not riding safe" Joe told them, chuckling, and then added "Ready for round three?” “Fuck yeah!” Carter yelled out and everyone laughed. Joe reached into his bag and pulled out a pair of leather cuffs and Carter held out his hands and Joe locked them on. He fed the rope through the D ring on each cuff and then knotted the rope on itself. He pulled Carter’s shorts down and Carter stepped out of them. “On your knees” barked Joe and Carter obeyed. Dakota walked up and pulled his cock out of the jockstrap and fed it to the younger brother. The rest of the guys lined up while Joe led Blaine over to the side of the blanket and pushed him down to his knees. Joe unbuttoned his shorts and let them drop to the ground. Stepping out of the shorts, he got another pair of cuffs and then cuffed Blaine’s hands behind his back. Luis walked over to the stake and pulled on the rope and Carter pulled off Dakota’s cock and stood up. Luis continued to pull the rope up until Carter was standing with his arms above his head but not stretched out completely. Carter arched his back, pushing his ass out and Dakota spit on his fingers and pushed them into Carter’s waiting hole. He twisted them around, stretching the tight pucker open and generating a loud moan from Carter. Dakota pulled his fingers out and quickly replaced them with his hard cock. All ten inches of Dakota’s thin, cut cock drilled into Carter in one hard stroke. “FUCK!” screamed out Carter but there were only a few people that could hear him and none were going to stop the source of his pain. Dakota held Carter closely, feeling his body spasm and writhe from the invasion of his cock. As soon as Carter settled down, Dakota reached down and grabbed Carter’s cock and whispered into his ear “We’re gonna make sure that cock of yours always shoots a load that has a bug in it.” Dakota could feel Carter’s cock harden as he talked to him. “Please poz me up” begged Carter as he pushed his ass back. Dakota took the cue and pulled back and slammed his cock all the way in again. Carter let out a grunt and Dakota rammed in again. Carter’s hole was throbbing and the pain had ripped through his body, but he needed this to make sure that his body was filled with the bug. His hole was still sore and swollen from when Blaine fucked him the night before and now it was being wrecked even more. Blaine stood there on his knees, watching his brother get fucked by the guy with the long, thin cock. He knew that without any prep his little bro was hurting from the penetration and the subsequent hard pounding. He didn’t notice Joe moving behind him until he felt the spit dribble down his crack and then Joe grabbed his bound hands. He felt the now familiar steel ring press against his fuck hole and had only a moment to relax before Joe also rammed in all the way. Joe’s hard shaft tore into Blaine’s tight ass and Blaine let out a growl. Everyone looked over as Joe had a big grin on his face and his cock planted deep inside Blaine’s ass. Joe started to fuck and watched Dakota drill his dick deep into Carter’s pussy. He matched the pace while holding Blaine’s shoulders. Suddenly, Dakota started to hammer Carter’s hole and Carter yelled out as his hole and inner hole were battered with Dakota’s death stick. With one hard slam, Carter was skewered deep and could feel each throb as Dakota shot ropes of highly charged seed into the boy’s ass. “One in” yelled Joe while he kept plunging into Blaine’s cunt. When Dakota’s orgasm died, he pulled out and was replaced by Luis’s uncut shaft. “Your pussy was so fuckin’ good the other day I had to fuck it again” he whispered into Carter’s ear before adding “Welcome to the club cuz I don’t think you’ll be neg much longer.” “Fuck yeah! Give me more of your dirty seed you fucker” yelled Carter as he thrust his ass back on to Luis’s thick cock. Luis held the boy’s body close as he fucked as hard as he could. He knew that Dakota had him on length, but his cock was thicker and even after Dakota’s fuck, Carter’s hole was tight around his dick. He would pull out and then slam back in, getting a loud grunt from the boy each time. Luis fucked faster and harder until his balls couldn’t hold back anymore and he bear hugged Carter before he dumped spurts of deadly sperm into his hole. Joe was up on his feet, drilling Blaine’s pussy as Juan pulled Luis off the 18 year old, eager to feel the cum filled hole. Juan’s cock was a little longer than Luis’s and about the same 6 1/2 inch circumference. Only a little cum escaped between the two cocks and Juan was pounding Carter within seconds. Everything that Luis had told him was true - the boy could take a pounding and his hole felt like velvet. Juan kept fucking hard and never let up. He would jab his cock in different directions, torturing the boy’s fuck chute with each stroke. Joe let out a howl as he unloaded his first virus filled load of the day into Blaine’s ass. The other guys cheered him on, Jaime adding “Feel that bug take over just like it did me.” The pulses went on for over a minute and Joe never heard Juan grunt as his special seed mixed with the other loads in Carter’s ass. Jaime slid his newly poz cock into Carter as soon as Juan pulled out. He looked over and nodded at Dakota who moved over in front of Carter and dropped to his knees, sucking his rock hard cock into his mouth. While Dakota sucked Carter’s cock, Jaime slid into his cum soaked hole. Jaime stabbed roughly, driving his cock in and forcing the tainted seed into the ravaged walls of his cunt. Dakota just stood there and each time Jaime would drive into Carter, his cock would get slammed into Dakota’s throat. There seemed to be an endless stream of precum dripping out of Carter’s cock and Dakota was eager to lap it up and swallow it. Jaime took more time fucking Carter this time than during Sunday’s session. He loved feeling the other toxic loads coating his shaft and the way that Carter worked his ass on his cock. Eventually though, Jaime’s balls took control and pumped their virus laden contents into the well fucked hole. Spurts of his bug laced seed shot into the walls of Carter’s cunt helping to seal his fate. Steven muttered “Fuck yeah” as he approached Carter, still hanging from the rope and dripping charged cum from his ass. “Just a sec” Joe yelled out. Joe pulled his cock out of Blaine’s ass and unlocked his wrists. He led Blaine over to his brother and said “Raise your hands.” Blaine did as he was told and Joe guided them over to Carter’s wrists. He connected the four wrists together and grinned back at Blaine. The two brothers were facing each other and supporting each other, physically and emotionally. Joe took his place behind Blaine and Steven behind Carter. They both shoved into their bottoms and began to fuck. The smiles on the brothers told everything. They were in this together and knew each other were going to probably see some rough days ahead, but they would make it through it together. Steven tried to keep up with Joe, increasing the intensity when Joe did, pulling out and slamming back in like he did and fucking with the same speed. Over ten minutes later, Joe hammered in another charged load into Blaine’s battered ass and Steven was right behind in seeding Carter’s hole. Steven stood there for several seconds as his breathing calmed and his cock soaking in all the juices. Joe pulled out and slapped Blaine’s ass before reaching up and unhooking his wrists from Carter. Juan was loosening the rope and after Steven pulled out of Carter, the younger brother dropped to his knees, sweating profusely. The brothers sat on the blanket, trying to recover. Joe tossed each a bottle of water and most of the other guys grabbed a beer from the cooler. “We’ll give you a little break before we go for another round” Joe told everyone. Twenty minutes went by and Joe got up. As he reached for the rope, Carter said “Please, Dave, can I get fucked doggy this time?” The group chuckled and Joe replied “Sure, its your breeding. You can take it however you want.” Joe walked over and untied the rope from Carter’s wrists and then disconnected the cuffs from each other. The brothers knelt down facing each other and once again Joe was behind Blaine and now Dakota was behind Carter. One by one the guys fucked, pounded, and drilled Carter’s ass. The blanket was soaked in cum that had been forced out of his ass and replaced with a fresh brew of toxins to attack the boy’s doomed body. The abuse was wearing Carter down, but he knew he only had a couple more guys to go and his ass could take a rest for a few days. He had read dozens of stories about what he could expect over the next few weeks. It could be nothing or it could be a hellish flu or something in between. His brother had only gotten bred by Dave, but he had taken over ten different guys including a guy that had AIDS. Each time he thought about it, Carter’s cock would get rock hard and his ass would squeeze tight around the cock in his ass. He knew his ass would be too sore to get fucked for the next few days and he would probably leave a blood stain on the bed like he did after the other two breedings. He heard Jaime grunt and shake and knew his chute was being painted with another infectious load of cum. A few minutes later, Carter felt Steven slam his cock inside and then began to fuck like a madman. “What do you boys want?” Joe barked out at the brothers. “To get pozzed!” Blaine and Carter yelled back. “And?” Joe asked. “To share our gift!” Blaine grunted back. Steven was pounding Carter so hard he could barely talk. His head was buried into the blanket and he could feel the burn on his cheek from his face rubbing back and forth on it. Steven screamed out as he unleashed his last load of the night into the pool of virus filled spooge in Carter’s cunt. Joe reached his arm around Blaine’s neck and pulled him against his chest and hammered his abused hole. A few minutes later he growled and pumped his fourth load of the day into Blaine. Blaine was milking every drop out as best he could but it was a struggle since his ass was so sore. Joe fed his cock to Blaine’s mouth after he pulled out and Blaine knew his hole was wrecked from the taste he got. Steven did the same to Carter and looked over at Dakota who was licking his lips after having cleaned the other guys cocks earlier. The guys laid around naked, drinking beer until Joe said “I think we should be going or we are going to be lost in this field until morning. Dakota helped Carter get his leg over his dirt bike and they watched the brothers ride off back to the house, standing on the pegs and not sitting on the seat. “Think we did it?” asked Steven. “I’m pretty sure that Carter is knocked up. Hopefully I wrecked Blaine’s hole enough for him to be part of the brotherhood too. Should be an interesting few weeks for them” Joe replied.

Part 10 - The 4th Dinner Instead of going to the main hotel Daniel showed Jordan the beach entrance to the Orchid wing. As they strode through the door it was the first time Jordan had really seen the Orchid wing pool with guests, it was an oasis in heaven with white linen curtains surrounding the cabanas mingled in amongst the tropical foliage. Daniel was distracted by the actress waving and calling them over to their cabana, her husband looked up from his sunbed and waved as well. Nicky and Kit being an A list celebrity couple came here for the peace and solitude seeking family time several times a year, it was during these visits that Daniel and his parents had become good friends with them. "What are you boys up to?" she asked as they got closer. Daniel kissed her on the cheek "Nothing just heading back so see mother off". "We had a quick lunch with Lucy to catch up, she was telling us about the LA hotel" Nicky sounded excited. Daniel chuckled "It won't be quite like this place Nicky". "Nothing can match here Danny. So how about dinner tonight, we got a free pass again?" she said laughing. Daniel replied "Oh Nicky we have plans already but it would be great if you joined the four of us". She looked at Daniel "Are you sure that we would be welcome by your other guests?". Jordan laughed "I think they would be over the moon if you turned up, so would I". Nicky looked at her husband who gave the thumbs up "Okay yes, we would love to join you." Daniel hugged Nicky "Brill, we are dining in our suite at 7.45pm drinks at 7.30, will see you then". Nicky looked at Daniel "Our suite?" pointing to him and Jordan. "Long story Nicky but yes" Daniel smiled holding Jordan's hand. Kit looked up from his sunbed "What happened to loose eye?". Nicky slapped Kit's legs "He means Greg." Daniel laughed "Loose eye wandered a little to much it's very much over, see you later". Nicky turned her back and Daniel gave Jordan a wink and mouthed get ready to run, he grabbed a couple of ice cubes from the bucket pretending he was hot. Nicky saw him and moved out of the way she knew what was coming next, Daniel crept over to where her husband was laying his eyes closed, he quickly lifted his shorts and threw the ice cubes in them and ran leaving Jordan standing there. Kit flew off his sunbed but Daniel was to far ahead. He shook his shorts and ice cubes dropped to the floor "Danny this is war you better watch your back". Daniel laughed "Payback from last year, I never did get you back!" He laughed returning to his sunbed repeating his warning to Daniel. Jordan caught up Daniel still chuckling at seeing a funny side to Daniel that he hadn't expected. They walked up to the private owner suites terraces where Jordan used his key card to get access, they walked around the private pool on to the veranda as Anderson came out to greet them. Daniel told him they would be six for dinner and drinks at 7.30 and they would eat on the veranda, Anderson said he would arrange for a couple of waiters to be present before heading off. Anderson smiled to himself, it was good to have the Daniel he knew and loved back. Daniel showed Jordan around the suite and his bedroom and ensuite bathroom. Daniel walked over to Jordan and kissed him on the mouth, he moaned as he felt Jordan's arms encircling his body. He rested his head in to Jordan's shoulder as they cuddled in the middle of the bedroom, his only thought was how right this felt. They quickly changed and wandered out to the Orchid Wing entrance where Lucy and Sofie were chatting but quickly stopped at the sight of them approaching. Daniel said good bye and see you in a couple of days as they kissed and hugged, she looked over to Jordan. "Jordan walk me to the car please" she asked with a friendlier tone in her voice. He quickly glanced at Daniel and walked over to her "Will I see you in a couple of days?". She waited until they were outside "I have not seen Danny this happy for years and yes I think we will see a lot of each other". Jordan opened the door to the car "Thank you Lucy and have a good trip". She looked at him and saw nothing but sincerity in his face "No, thank you Jordan". Daniel and Sofie watched both itching to know what they were talking about, they both looked on astonished at what happened next, Lucy kissed Jordan on the cheek then got in to the car. Jordan returned inside as the car pulled away and saw the beaming faces of them standing there, Jordan looked at them both. Daniel said that kiss on the cheek was a massive step forward, a sign that she was starting to accept him. They headed back to the suite and spent the afternoon on their private terrace and veranda talking and swimming. The day wore on and they went to shower and change for dinner, the waiters had appeared and were setting the table and Anderson placed the menus on the table. Jordan found all his clothes pressed and hanging up in the walk-in wardrobe, he finished drying himself off and pulled on some shorts and a shirt then joined Daniel on the veranda swinging seat. He looked up and said it was 7pm, Jordan said he would go and collect the boys from reception as he needed to try his key out, Daniel laughed and planted a kiss before telling him not to be to long. Jordan went out the front door and along the hallway into the Orchid lounge the concierge opened the door for him, he found himself back in the familiar main reception of the hotel and spotted Steve and Callum. "Hey guys, ready?" smiling as he walked over. Callum still wobbly at the sight of Jordan every time he saw him "Where's Daniel?" he asked. "Waiting for us, come on" he guided them over to the Orchid wing doors. Steve and Callum followed as the concierge nodded to Jordan and opened the door for them, Steve breathed the word wow as they passed around the screen depicting the Salinger logo entwinned with an orchid and entered a different world of luxury. Callum was speechless as they walked across the lounge towards the hallway leading to the suites. Daniel was talking to Anderson as the three of them arrived and made their way to sit on the veranda. The waiters brought them each a glass of champagne. "Wow this is so much nicer than what we serve in the clubhouse" licking his lips to the laughter of the others. Steve was looking at the table settings "Danny are we six for dinner?" as he picked up the menu. "Oh yes, sorry we have two more guests joining us shortly so hope you don't mind" walking over to where Steve stood. "Do we know them?" asked Callum. Daniel laughed "Well kind of, you probably seen her in movies but you will get to know them this evening". Anderson walked out to the veranda followed by Nicky and Kit "Daniel your guests have arrived". Steve and Callum couldn't believe their eyes, they were about to have an evening with a movie star. Happiness and laughter followed in during the evening, everyone joyfully listened to Nicky's stories about film making. Daniel and Kit talked a lot together, Steve and Callum delighted everyone about some of the antics that the passengers get up to try and get in the clubhouse and the stories used to get upgraded on flights. In all it was a perfect dinner as Anderson and the waiters served coffee, Daniel thanked Anderson and told him to stop hanging around and go home as the waiters could finish up. Jordan watched as he disappeared and looked at Daniel. "Interesting why did you do that?" he asked Daniel pulled Jordan closer "He is in my mother's pocket Jordy and will tell her everything just like Sofie does". Jordan chuckled "You mean she spies on you?". "Not normally but I am sure they will watch extra closely for the next couple of days,". Jordan laughed as a lot of things were becoming clearer and thankful that he hadn't put a foot out of line since he met Daniel. Nicky and Kit stood up from the table having finished their coffee excusing themselves as they had to let the sitter finish. Hugs and kisses were going around a plenty, Nicky exclaimed that she has had one of the best social evenings in years. Kit was saying goodbye to Jordan then went over to Daniel, they had a big hug, Daniel realising that Kit was not letting go knew something was about to happen, his body lifted off the ground he cried out for Jordan who stood and laughed at him. Pay back was the last word he heard from Kit as his body hit the water, the five of them stood laughing whilst Daniel stood in the middle of the pool up to his chest soaked and fully clothed he shouted at Kit 'this isn't over Kit now you better watch your back'. Daniel laughed as he took his shirt and shorts off and put them on the side of the pool, Jordan took the hint and took his shorts and shirt off and jumped in quickly followed by Steve, Callum and Kit. Nicky poured another coffee and sat on the side watching the 5 guys playing in the pool, it was very rare that they got to spend time this way, no hang ups worry about paparazzi. Daniel got out of the pool. "Your not coming in Nicky?" he asked. She touched her hair "Not a chance took ages doing my hair. Come here Danny" she patted the seat next to her. He sat down "I know that look Nicky, are you spying on me for mother as well?". Nicky laughed "Maybe, maybe not." she nodded to Jordan "Vast improvement on the your last one, he looks like a keeper". Daniel looked at her "I hope so Nicky. Never felt this way before at being around someone". "When we saw you the other night it was obvious Jordan was captivated by you" she patted his hand. He sighed "You know he had a worse time than me with his ex, quite brutal with him". She finished her coffee "Make sure to tell him how you feel and keep the relationship real Danny". Kit climbed out of the pool and dried himself off and they left to head back to their suite as she turned to her husband and told him they should invite them all over to their place in BellAir for a few nights maybe thanksgiving, he nodded telling her it was a great idea. The three of them sat on the pool edge as Daniel returned with a bottle of champagne and 4 glasses, the waiters finished off and left the suite. Daniel poured a glass for each of them and held his glass up 'New friends and finding love', they all clinked their glasses and took a drink of champagne. Jordan slipped back in to the pool he watched Callum put his drink down then dragged him in the pool much to his surprise, Steve and Daniel both jumped in as the four of them played around swigging champagne. It was just coming up to 11pm in the evening when Steve sadly said it was time for them to head off, Callum took the hint as Daniel dissapeared and hurried back with two bathrobes for them to wear back to their room. Steve gave Daniel a hug and a kiss on the cheek thanking him for what has been one of the best evenings ever. Jordan grabbed hold of Callum and lifted him over his shoulders and put him down next to Steve, Jordan hugged and kissed Callum then Steve. Jordan said he would walk the boys back to the hotel and the three of them left. Daniel went back out to the veranda and stripped naked before diving in to the pool, the champagne was only half drunk so he poured another a glass for him and Jordan. He saw Jordan appear in the lounge, Daniel picked up the two glasses and stood in the middle of the pool. Jordan looked at him and noticed he was completely naked, he smiled at Daniel shaking his head then stripped off and swam up to him taking his glass of champagne. He looked at Daniel 'To us' they clinked glasses but instead of drinking Jordan held Daniel with his free arm and kissed him sensually on the lips, slowly their lips parted and he felt Jordan's tongue press against his own as they, without realising Daniel came up against the edge of pool as Jordan put his and Daniel's glasses down his other arm wrapped around Daniel. Daniel kissed Jordan back his arms now around Jordan's neck. Everything around them blurred out of focus as they only had eyes for each other. Daniel lead Jordan to his bedroom they both collapsed on the bed still holding and kissing each other. There was no sign of mad passionate sex about to take place, instead they laid in each others arms. Daniel's whole body felt it was going to combust being held so closely to Jordan and he was loving every moment of it. A deepen and shared connection on bonding between them was slowly taking shape, Daniel couldn't fight his tiredness anymore, he kissed Jordan and turn on his other side. Jordan placed his arms back around Daniel as they spooned together, Daniel kissed Jordan's hand and laid there wrapped in the arms of the man he never thought would be laying next to him in bed. Jordan continued kissing the back the his neck until they both were seduced by sleep.

Part 11 As Charles was being filled with his first load of poz cum he wasn’t aware that the entire event was being receded. Once it was leaned who he was, the fact that his ultra conservative father would be enraged and embarrassed if he ever discovered that his son was a gay PnP boy. Chuck would probably be shunned, disowned and dis-inherited. The video would be good black male material. They figured to get money from this new bareback bottom they are creating. The money could be used for drugs, made improvements to the property or prize money for the best bottom of the month, which Sam won hands down for Charles. Charles kept taking poz load after poz load and slam after slam. They even got him on video begging for the guy to cum in his ass along with him begging for a slam. They had him right where they wanted him, they owned his ass. While Sam was fucking him for the third time he felt he needed to inform the member group bottom of his new found love for partying and taking raw dick. He told Charles, “I know you’re mind has been trying to process all that you gave been experiencing and feeling. Let me make this easy and simple for you to understand. After you leave here you’re going to try and deny that you were fucked up the ass. Then one night you’ll dream about my cock or any man’s cock filling your ass. You might even try to distract yourself with your girlfriend. I guarantee you won’t be successful. You’ll be calling me to give you the only thing that will satisfy the itch you’ll be feeling for a needle in your arm and a cock up your ass.” With that said, Sam delivered another poz load inside the formerly straight Charles. That same night David brought a total top who, in his opinion, was to cocky and needed to be brought down to realty. He thought he was God's gift to every bottom I the world. His name was Brandon and he was a ‘stud’ of pure muscle at 6’ 2”, 185 pounds, blond hair, green eyes and a 10” cock. David hooked up with him a could times when he was in a bottoming mood. Although he was hung, he was a decent top, he only like to fuck bareback and party, he didn’t like his attitude. He worked it out for Brandon to get an invite to the party as or of the top and explained the major rule of the party. First rule no one leaves the party before 8 am and the second rule that they did not allow spectators, he’d have to be doing some fucking throughout the night. This wasn’t really a ‘party rule’ it was made up just for Brandon. They made sure every drink Brandon had was laced with GHB and Tina. It was calculated that along with what he was smoking the laced drinks would give him Tina dick. Sure enough after a couple hours he started to lose his rock hard 10” asking David for a ‘dick’ pill. David took him off to the side and gave him a blue sugar pill telling him it was Viagra. Brandon swallowed or down with a laced Gatorade adding more Tina to his already drugged up body. David gave him adequate time to try and get hard which was no use. At that point they reminded Brandon of the party rule and if he couldn’t get hard to fuck he was going to be fucked. Brandon furiously tried you get hard as he was being surrounded by several members that would have no problem getting him over to one of the slings and restraining him so that he can be fucked. Realizing that he was not going to get hard he quirky offered to leave only to be reminded of the first rule. Brandon didn’t need to be reminded of the second rule as the group had no problem escorting him over to the sing occupied by Benji. Benji knew of this plan and immediately got out of the sling abs retrieved the restraints, attached them on the chains and secured them on Brandon. The G he had consumed made this all too easy as he made a feeble attempted to get away. Now restrained I the sling his fate was sealed. David pulled out a slam and as quick as he placed in the sling his arm was tired off and the needle slid into his vein. Brandon didn’t know what hit him when the tourniquet was removed and the Tina flowed through his body. He coughed hard and was ready to have his bottom cherry finally busted, although it was not with his consent. With Tina in charge he was starting to discover the pleasure his ass was about to bring him for the first time. David began by rimming his virgin hole. Brandon had eaten plenty of ass, but this was the first time he’d be in the receiving end of a tongue. He immediately began to uncontrollably moan as David first licked, the probed into virgin territory. The objective was to get Brandon worked up that he would beg to be fucked, and it was working. When David began to use his fingers to apply lube (and slip in some Tina) it was making Brandon’s ass hungry to be filled. David asked the drugged up soon to be bottom, “How’s that hole? That hole seems to be liking to have my fingers inside.” Brandon could only moan, his drugged up brain was unable to turn any words. The response prompted David to remove his fingers which finally provoked a response from Brandon who exclaimed, “No! Put your fingers back in, it felt really good.” David was now standoff between Brandon’s legs, looking down at him with he lubed cock poised at his virgin ass telling the soon to be fucked virgin, “I’ve got something I think you’re going to learn you love having in your ass.” With that said, David began to penetrate the cocky, total top. Brandon was directed to look into the mirror above the sling, “Look at that cock as it takes you anal virginity.” At first Brandon said, “No” but as David sunk in deeper and deeper his ‘No's' turned into moans and David began to fuck him but the first time. Brandon was well aware that David was poz. The drugs affecting his brain told me that he needed to get fucked. David fucked him but a good 45 minutes before he was ready to breed the burner total top. He didn’t say a word as his pace quickened and his breathing became heavier. Brandon knew he was about to cum and knew from the type of party this was he was and to have that poz cum shot into his ass. His fate already sealed he accepted the facts and yelled out, “BREED MY NEG ASS WITH YOUR DIRTY POZ CUM!”

Was in DC a few days for business and thought I'd try to meet someone to breed me. As usual there were hits and questions on a4a but no one was coming through. I wasn't being choosy just wanted to get fucked or suck a guy off. I get a message from a guy who said he's straight married and not getting anything at home, wants to fuck quickly, get off and leave. I told him my hotel and that I was ready right now. He said he'd be about 60-90 minutes to shower and drive over. I thought "he's not coming" but gave him my room number and said my hole will be lubed for him. He kept saying he isn't a handsome guy, just regular looking, average body, chubby dick, cums a lot. "I hope you're ok with my looks"--I did not to worry just fuck me. Well, he did show up. I hear a soft knock at the door about 70 minutes from hanging up, it pushes open, and an average latin guy comes in, I stretch onto all 4's my ass facing him, and hear him moan loudly. He starts undressing, reaching to touch my hole and moan some more. "Are you ok with me?) he asked--yes come fuck me it's ok. He finishes stripping, I'm still facing away and he's fingering me. He presents his dick for sucking, it's semi-hard uncut a little chubby and about 7 1/2"--perfect fuck. I start sucking him, tastes a little salty under his foreskin which is like poppers to me, chubs up more and precuts like a hose--I keep sucking it up. Finally pulls out then goes to my ass and slides in slowly--he's the fattest dick I had in awhile. He kept fucking me, my hole's getting wetter from precum and pull him closer into me. He says she never wants to fuck and he loves feeling pussy and ass squeezing his dick. He came twice, my hole flooded I kept telling him to go deep and keep shooting till he had enough. We talked a little, he was a little shy but I thought it was cute and I was getting bred like a pro. The surprise was when he returned the next day to give me 2 more loads, talked dirty telling me all the things he likes but never does. Hope I can return soon and hopefully he doesn't have regrets and just breeds me more.

It never really had to be this way. I was content playing with toys alone to satisfy my anal play curiousity. Always enjoying the extra oomph it gave my orgasms. Something I had been doing since I started actively masturbating as a teen. After getting married I mentioned how I had done some anal play with toys and enjoyed it but the wife had zero wishes to engage anything butt related. Best I could get is some taint pressure. I think she was still astonsihed (maybe negatively) how huge my loads were just from that level of fun. Then of course the sex between us disappeared maybe for typical reasons maybe for other (I could be a shitty hetero lover for all I know). Still she never initiated and would even reject advances. So blame her for why I am now at home with a strangers load inserted deep in me. Not the first one ever and not going to be the last. Blame her for my usual hookup scenario which gets me hard and horny everytime. I message a top from any number of hookup sites. We arrange to meet with minimal exchanges. Pretty simple really, you have a cock that needs to squirt and I have an insatiable fat married cheating ass that will suck it right up. Blame her that I have become quite the good cock sucker, getting those cocks all hard, throbbing, leaking precum. Blame her that even tops that insist on condoms somehow forget as I waste no time backing my bare hole onto their swollen cock heads. Blame her that I insist tops call me out for being a shitty barebacking cheater on his wife as they plow my secret happy place. My true fetish. Blame her my cock only gets hard if the top insists I stroke while they stroke into my bare ass. Blame her that I have had 100+ lovers and I know none of their names. Blame herself that I only ejaculate in her pussy when I either already have cum leaking from my hole or imagining a hard top deep inside me as I pump in her. Praise her that in her ignorance I have become the slut barebacking whore that I am. Praise her that when I bend over and slowly guide a top inside me I am at the most happy. Praise her that I never say pull out because I know that I am made to accept a man's dna. Praise her that she has helped open my eyes to who I really am. A cheating piece of shit that would have it no other way.

I've been reading stories on the site for awhile. Every story about taking poz cum just got me hornier and hornier. I noticed barebackrt kept popping up a lot so I decided to take the plunge. I set up my profile and then started browsing. Several profiles caught my eye but one in particular was just what I was looking for. I've always had a thing for older men. This guy was definitely old enough to be my Daddy. He said he wanted someone young and in shape and knew what they wanted. He was poz and not on meds. My precum was leaking bad. I sent him a message with my stats and pics and to my surprise he responded back immediately. He asked me if I wanted to get fucked immediately and without thinking I said Yes Daddy. He said good boy. I gave him my address and he said he'd be over in an hour and to be clean for him. He also asked if I had a hard bristle toothbrush and if not he would provide one. I knew why he wanted the toothbrush and that only added to my excitement. He told me to start getting ready and he will see me in an hour. Damn the hour is dragging by.

I met up with a guy I’d been trying to coordinate schedules with on bbrt. I got to his place and we made small talk while he put some porn on and we started to make out. He spent a lot of time teasing my hole with his fingers before he pulled his thick 7 inch cock out and I started to get it nice and wet. After sucking him for long time he went back to my hole and started to lube me up with what felt like buckets of precum. He made me inhale several hits from his poppers before he started to slide his cock head in. He went so slow and really made my hole open up before he was fully inside of me. While he slowly started to fuck me, he was rubbing and licking my body and sending shivers up and down my spine. It was insanely erotic and sensual and has he started to thrust harder he started twisting my nipples. I was in such a haze from the poppers and His cock hitting me in all the right places that I started to shoot all over myself. It felt like I was cumming for forever! He finally started to pick up the pace before unloading inside of me for what seemed like minutes. It was so sensual that I was tingling all over. We cuddled for awhile before I decided I should go. While in the car, my married bi guy hit me up for a quick session and after i told him I had a fresh load in me, he told me he was coming over ASAP. He got to my place and couldn’t wait to get his load mixed inside me with the other guy’s. He was aggressive as he slide inside of me right when he got inside my place. Turned me around right in the hallway and slide in up to his balls. He went fast and hard before pumping his load into me with an aggression I had not seen from him before. Cum was leaking down my legs afterward and he told me he was extremely turned on by me having a load inside of me already. Said he loved how wet i felt. He asked me if he could watch me get fucked sometime and I told him we can definitely arrange for this to happen.

I met this very straight acting construction worker at a cruising area, he fucked me in the mangroves. After he was done he asked for my number. I was completely shocked because this guy looked like the type that would fuck a guy or get sucked and immediately pull out and leave with no further communication. Since he was pretty hot i gave him my number but never expected to hear from him. A few weeks later i got a text from him. He was mowing grass at a commercial building and wanted me to meet him there. I went over and the owner was still there so i circled and waited for him to leave. Once he did my bud told me to drive behind the building. I was surprised that there was a very large field behind the building and also other commercial building next to it that could see us. I walked over to his old pick up truck and he gave me an awkward hug but quickly started grabbing my ass. We both took off our shirts and dropped our pants to our ankles. We started exchanging oral until he started playing with my ass. Standing outside of his truck, he bent me over the seat on the cab of his truck and proceeded to fuck me raw. Unlike our first time when it was a quick pump/dump he took his time pumping fast and slow so could enjoy my hole. This building is also very close to the airport so as he was fucking me airplanes coming in for landing are flying right over us. And if anyone from the building on either side would have walked out they would have saw him breeding me. After a few minutes, he started huffing and puffing and shot a big load in my ass. We got dressed and left. The next time he contacted me we met at his house. Sorry to say but this house was very old and in terrible condition. A complete dump with old cars, motorcycles and fishing boats parked around the property. When i pulled up i was really hesitant but since i had a couple of hot hook ups with this guy i felt okay about it. He met me out front and told me we had to be quiet because his teen age son was there but was taking a nap in the next room. We walked quietly into his bedroom and he turns on classic rock music on his stereo. We get down to business quickly taking off our clothes and climbing into bed. This time he kisses me which is a total shock since this had not happened before. His dick is raging hard and i sit on it and slowly start to ride him. He is playing with my nipples and really getting into it. Knowing that we could be interrupted at any time i start bouncing on his cock so i make sure i get my reward from him. Within a few minutes his face starts to tighten up and i know he’s close. Without a sound being made, i feel his load filling my hole. After he’s done i get dressed and quickly leave. I realize this isn’t a public story but it was hot thinking that his teenage son (probably a redneck like his dad) was napping in the next room. This was a couple of years ago and every so often i will get a text from him and we meet for him to breed me.

Took most of the day but A4A came through last minute. Admitted new to guy play top responded to my simple message of "Hosting now? Need an ass to release in?" Got his address and headed over. Bonus was when he admitted he never fucked a guy before. It was obvious as he had trouble staying hard and getting in me. But I showed patience and encouragement and with persistence he got in me and that is when you can tell when a virgin becomes a man. His cock got rock hard the instant he got past my sphincter. Then he fucked me like he had been fucking ass his whole life. Of course he did not last long but he asked me one of my favorite questions, "Want to me cum in you?" Hell YEAH. He pumped his virgin load deep and I held him in there while I stroked my clit cock. He said he was shocked by how tight my ass was and that it started to hurt him as I jacked off and clenched on his softening pole. Then finally the traditional new to man sex guilt kicked in and he made it clear that he had cum and was no longer able to be interested. Damn shame my ass could use more cock now. First time I have deflowered a top and it was worth it.

Part 47 　 I slept like a log and then woke up, at least mostly refreshed. I looked at my clock and found it to be only about 11:30 am. I was somewhat surprised at this as I thought I had slept longer. I felt a lot better though. I got up and then found out that although I felt awake, my hole was so sore I could hardly walk. I made my way into the shower to try and soak a few aches and pains away. As I soaked my aches away, I had time to reflect on what the hell I was doing. My God the sex was fantastic, but almost every load I had taken in my ass was HIV+. I loved the sex but what the hell was I doing keeping on taking load after load of positive cum in me and getting infected. Every time I would see a cock the last few days I wanted it in me, but no cure for what I was taking, was it worth it? I had been totally straight! What the hell was happening to me? I scrubbed and soaked and got the water hotter and hotter till the room was steaming. Damn it felt good to get my muscles to relax. By the time I decided to get out, almost an hour had gone by, I actually felt pretty darn good. Now, I just had to sit down and start to think this thing through and see what I thought would be best for me to do. I had no idea yet.

Got to tell you guys about this past weekend. I had heard there was a Cumunion in my nearby area and had made plans to go. I got home very late from work (about 3am) but decided WTF and got showered and cleaned up and headed out. I ended up getting there around 4am and tried to get a room. No luck, they had a small room (I mean tiny) but I settled for a locker. I got changed and took off my chastity penis lock with the small key in my pocket. Backing up, I should also mention that once I decided I was going to go to Cumunion, I wanted to make myself 100% extra horny, so I had been in it for at least 4 days and hadn’t cum in more than a week. So I slid the key in the chastity and unlocked my throbbing cock. It sprang out and the device fell on the floor from the excitement. I crushed my balls to get the attached cock ring to come off. Finally after struggling with it for a few minutes I got my cock to go soft enough to pull my dick through the ring and set it free. I took a quick minute to grab the precum that had oozed from my piss slit in anticipation of this night. I got my poppers and decided let’s go!.. I walked through the bathhouse and didn’t seem much in the ways of doors open and only a guys wandering around. The attendant had told me that there weren’t any rooms, so I knew the guys were either sleeping or tucked away in the backroom or the sauna.. I headed into the sauna to warm up and stayed only a short time once my skin was glistening and my cock throbbing even more. I decided, ok, lets do this... I took a strong hit of my bottle and moved onto the small dark room. It took a minute to get my eyes adjusted to the light, but I managed to make out a good number of guys. There was one couple of guys that were going at it hot and heavy. I could tell the TOP was a muscular guy from his outline and very manly from the grunts and thrusting he was doing as his bottom sucked him off and got drilled hard. I said to myself, I want THAT. I had slipped in and was standing on the side and another guy came up to me and started stroking my cock and getting it hard and dripping again. He was a good looking guy from what I could tell, so I had no problem in him going down on me. He came up for breath and wanted to go off to his room, but I shook my head no. He went down on me again and I felt for his cock. It grew in my hand and got hard instantly from just a quick few strokes. He reached around and started to probe and finger my hole. I kept stroking his cock and he tried to fuck me from the front (I was leaning against the wall) It wasn’t working so I said I had to go. I moved off and went back to the sauna to find some quick privacy. I had realized that I hadn’t lubed up my hole and one thing I know is I didn’t want to fumbling around with lubing my hole if I was gonna get drilled. I sat on the bench and dump a good squirt of lube on my hand and fingered my hole pushing it in deep. Once I was good and lubed, I took another hit of my poppers and headed back to the dark room. Once in the room, the same guy from earlier was drilling a bottom and bringing his cock in and out fully before ramming it back in. I could tell the bottom was in ecstasy. I knew I wanted that cock. The same guy from before came back up to me and started blowing me again. As I was looking down at the guy blowing me, the top guy from across the room pushed his bottom over to my side of the room and plows him in front of me..slapping his ass and saying “Fuck yah!! Bitch…over and over”. Suddenly the top guy as he’s fucking the bottom starts to grab my cock as I’m getting sucked.. He then cups my throat and grunts… He pulls out of the bottom and moves the guy out the way and grabs my dick hard and pulls it from the cocksuckers mouth.. He starts hard stroking my cock again and starts to feel around to my hole.. He feels the wetness of my fresh lubed hole and slicks up his fingers. He dives 2 fingers in and give him access by putting my left foot up on the bench.. He goes in to kiss me and I turn away (and he licks my face and grunts..I’m gonna fuck you so hard”….I reach down and find a massive cock on very muscular bald guy with a very large PA. He grabs me and pushes me over to the corner and starts to try and fuck me.. I climb up on the bench and straddle his cock and bend over so he has full access to my hole. He spits on his cock and the pain from my hole echoes in my head as he stretches my hole wide. I can feel the PA and it going in and out… I bend further over and grab my bottle and take 4 strong whiffs.. I’m in heaven.. He pulls out and spits on his cock and thrusts it in again and again..alll the while slapping my ass and saying “fuck yah”.. He keeps this up for almost 10-15 mins before he slaps my ass and moves off. I’m disappointed no load, but dang what a ride… I’m about to get up and feel another cock enter my hole..I turn around and see that it’s a baseball hat guy I had noticed earlier and he starts thrusting in and out.. I bend over and take another strong 4 hits on my bottle and dig in..we go at it for a while and he pulls out slapping my ass and whispering follow me and walks off.. I grab my bottle and my lube and follow him down the hall to the glory hole area.. after a bit of manipulating, he puts me on my knees on the bench and enters me.. spitting on his cock to get it nice and slick.. He keeps drilling my eager hole spitting on his cock every once in a while to keep it nice and slick.. I push my chest down into the bench and let myself go to his big cock filling my hole with his girth… I take another hit of my bottle and I feel him pull out… I turn around to see what happened and I feel another cock entering my hole..I look off to my left and can tell that it is not the same guy.. This guy is fuckigng even harder than hat boy… He keeps fucking until I go down to take another tap on my bottle..I feel a slap on my ass and thanks and he moves off.. Baseball cap guy starts fucking me again. I’m in total pig heaven after getting fucked hard by the muscular pig in the dark room and now ball cap guy and mystery guy.. I reach down for the first time and feel my cock and its soaked with precum and dripping all over the bench.. I reach down scoop up the pre cum and bring it to my mouth.. fuck its hot.. ball cap keeps fucking me for a good 10mins. After a while my knees are giving out on the hard bench and stand up and slap his thigh indicating I need a break… he grabs his towel and leave.. I look around the dark room and I can see I had gathered quite an audience of 5-6 guys.. I would have let the next one have a turn, but my knees just couldn’t go right now.. I head off and and strolling through the hallways and as I’m walking by a handsome guys door he is entering after just coming from the shower..He says.. “nice ass man”… I say thanks with a smirk and head off to the showers myself.. I turn the corner and I hear him yell out to me.. “I just bred you man..fucking hot!”…it was the mystery guy… I head off to the showers and try to get myself cleaned up for round 2.. I wasn’t done yet…Sadly no loads, but one hell of a night..hopefully this is the right spot for this. It is my first major posting. More to come if you guys like what you read.. The night was the best I had had in a long time and I got what I went there for.. The whole story is 100% true. Quote

Chapter IXX For the next two or three days my boy and I kept trying to come up with a solution on what to do. We wanted to save our friends but weren't real sure if any of them would actually listen to a warning, thinking we were just paranoid or making it up to keep a good fuck from them. What a dilemma and also, we were both still massively turned on by the thought of getting fucked by that huge cock again, but still wanted it safely and not to get pozzed like he seemed to want to do to us. Out talks all failed to come to anything except to get us horny as hell and start fucking like crazy to relieve some tension and have fun and dream about a huge cock fucking us senseless. About the 4th day after the party we got another email from the poz bar owner with another shot of his huge cock and telling us time was almost up and he had already called another of our friends and invited them to the bar this coming Friday night for free drinks and some hot sex and he had it verified the guy was ready to party. We started fucking almost immediately and once again, as my boy was cumming in me, I heard myself whisper, :Oh, yeah, so nice, fill me full of your poz cum." We both fell silent again looking at each other and wondering what the other was thinking. My love finally said, "It looks like he has gotten into both of our heads big time as I was thinking the same thing you said when I was cumming." We just laid there is shock, not really understanding, but knowing we had to try and keep our friends safe and maybe sacrifice ourselves to be pozzed and freed from our guilt. We had already been responsible for one friend getting a poz load and maybe knocked up, but could we afford to let it continue, with our acceptance of his threat. Thursday night and we still could not come up with any kind of decision. About 8 pm another email arrived from the bar owner. It was another pic and short video of his magnificent cock. It was leaking precum, a lot of it even. We could only watch and drool, wanting it in us but not wanting his poz load. The dilemma was maddening. Then about an hour later another email arrived. It was another vid. We gasped when we opened it. He started with a small narrative, explaining that our friend got ahold of him and didn't want to wait for Friday night and we should enjoy the show. A few seconds later and our friend, naked and on a bed with his legs hoisted over the poz guys shoulders. The huge cock buried to the hilt and our friend squeeling in pain and pleasure at the same time. His ass being destroyed with an unmerciful pounding of huge cock. The video lasted almost 45 minutes before the owner roared and we could tell he was cumming deep in our friends ass. A couple of minutes later and the vid moved in to a close up of our friends cumm filled ass with definite tinges of blood oozing out with the leakage. Then a pan up to our friends face with a huge contented smile on his face and telling him that that had been so fantastic. A few seconds more and the poz guys face was on the screen telling us, "two down and how many more, before you two let me set you free, too?" OMG What Do We Do?

The Intern Part 6 “Let me get a quick shot of the rig,” Devin asked as he walked around the side of the bed, pulling the long cord across the room. “Here, take the camera real quick.” He handed it off to Montgomery and returned to the computer.” “How much is the faggot about to get?” “.4” he said he as grabbed the boy’s hair once more, getting a close up of his face. A face lost in the hunger the drugs put him in. “Fuck dude, that’s twisted. This his first time?” Devin asked. “Don’t know, don’t care,” Montgomery said as he looked at the boy’s face, letting his fingers roam into Nathan’s mouth as the boy eagerly began sucking on them. Devin quickly typed into the chat room. “You ready to get slammed? You ready to be turned into nothing but a faggot for me and my friend to use?” He asked. He playfully slapped the boy, getting his attention. Not really knowing what was happening, the kid replied: “Yes, Sir” Montgomery turned the camera onto himself, “This faggot is about to get fucked up. If you all are lucky, we’ll share is used cunt with as much of DC as possible.” “Grab your phone too. You can record both at the same time, right?” “This ain’t my first rodeo, stud.” Devin replied. He quickly got up and ran into the living room, returned with phone in hand, ready to go. He took a seat next to Montgomery against the headboard, cameras in hand. “Hey faggot, I need you to look up. This is my friend Devin. Smile for the cameras and say hi, faggot,” Montgomery grabbed the kid by the chin and turned his head slightly to face the cameras. “Hello, Sir,” Nathan said. “Oh fuck, this kid knows how to get my cock leaking,” Devin said as he spit onto the boy’s face. The kid licked what spit he could reach. “Keep your eyes up there, boy. Stretch out your arm all the way,” Montgomery reached and grabbed the tourniquet and placed the velcro strap around the kid’s right arm. “You’ve got some great veins, boy. You ready to have your life changed forever?” “Yes, Sir.” Eyes still facing Devin. Devin scooted over just a bit, enough to get both Nathan’s face and arm in the same frame. “Make a fucking fist. Now.” Nathan obliged and barely registered the cool swab of the alcohol brush across his skin. Montgomery grabbed both points and found the one with the black Sharpie mark. “Listen boy. Keep your eyes on Devin but listen to me. I need you to be very still. Don’t you fucking move or else you’ll be in for a world of hurt,” Part of the comment registered, and was evident in Nathan’s voice as he quakily said, “Yes, Sir.” “Good boy, now be still,” He looked over at Devin. “You getting this?” “Fuck yeah boss, let’s get this faggot spun.” Montgomery lifted the rig once more to the cameras, gave it a two quick thumps, removed the orange cap and gently pushed the last air bubble out of the rig. He found the bevel, turned it up. With the other hand, he grabbed the kid’s arm and easily slid the rig into hiss plump vein. He let go of the kids arm and pulled back on the plunger and registered the crimson flash. “Here we go,” Devin said off camera to those observing the corruption via webcam. In one smooth push, Montgomery emptied the rig into the boy, quickly removed the spent rig and leaned over the lick the single droplet of blood that seeped from the microscopic hole. “Keeping looking at the camera, faggot. Your fans want to see this.” Montgomery quickly reached over and pulled the velcro strap off the boy’s bulging bicep. What Montgomery, Devin and the room of about 90 onlookers saw was the beginnings of a cum-slut in the making. Nathan’s eyes bulged, and he inhaled quickly, not sure what was happening. As quickly as he inhaled, the coughed. The five strong coughs shook the bed. Devin went and placed the webcam on the bedside table, saying, “Enjoy the show, pigs.” Montgomery rubbed his hands over Nathan’s back, down to his ass and hooked his finger into the warm hole and pulled him forward as the kid moaned. “You feel that pig, that is your true nature being unleased. Enjoy the rush, we are about to change your life.” Montgomery hoisted the kid up from his armpits and dropped him on his back next to him. He watched the kid moan and writhe, frantically grabbing for his cock, nips, ass, neck and face all at once. Nathan’s world had suddenly become bright white, like he had stared into the sun. Everything was blurry as heat radiated through every part of his body. He knew there were people in the room, but he couldn’t think straight. Nothing made sense other than a sexual craving had risen deep inside his body that he needed to satiate. His hands pawed at every inch of flesh he could reach. He was lifted and thrown, he opened his eyes but everything was still blurry. He closed them again and tried his best to release the animal that was howling to get out. One hand jacked his cock while the other searched for the howling. Was he the only one that could hear it? His fingers reached down and grabbed his balls, then down he rubbed his taint. Then something deep within him nudged him in the right direction. While one hand jacked his rigid cock, the other reached down, through is legs and began feeling for his hole. His animal instincts kicked in and he knew he found the source of the primal howl, he needed to feed it, set it free…he didn’t know what, but his finger, first one, then two seemed to be both keeping it at bay and luring it forward. He was beyond fucked up and, deep in the recesses of his mind, he knew this is what he wanted. Montgomery and Devin stood at the side of the bed, watching the boy try to please himself with his fingers. Eyes closed, jacking his surprisingly hard cock, the boy was doing all he could to feel as much pleasure as possible. Devin spit on him once more before reaching for the tourniquet. Montgomery was one step ahead and had a black leather belt tight around his bicep, hugging the right side of his body, keeping it in place. Without saying a word, the two slid the points easily into their veins. No resistance whatsoever. Devin glanced over to see Montgomery register his flash. With both rigs filled with that familiar burst of crimson, they pushed the plungers down, removed the needle, the tourniquets shortly followed. The two top studs were facing the camera, each let out a few short coughs, then an unmistakable growl as they both turned to the boy. Montgomery loved slamming. It was a way to untether the leash that kept so many beasts away. And now, watching his helpless victim do everything but beg to be fucked and used, his toxic monster gave a hefty twitch, as if preparing to give the kid a gift he wanted, even if he didn’t know it yet. Devin knew he was a guest and that the kid’s ass was Montgomery’s prize. He grabbed the kid and flipped him back over on his stomach and crawled back to the center of the headboard to give the tweaked jockboy access to his thick cock. Instinctively, Nathan knew what was expected of him. Arms shaking, he lifted himself up to get his mouth over the uncut head of Devin’s dick. He knew the kid would need some coaxing to get it down his throat and decided to wait on trying to fuck his throat until after Montgomery was deep inside his pussy. With the drugs coursing through his body, Montgomery took his place behind the kid, who was on all fours doing is best to get his mouth around Devin’s dick. With his tina-laced lube in hand, he squeezed a small amount on his cock and then another squirt on the kid’s hole. He quickly added two fingers to hole in front of him, teasing the boy. All he could do was moan. Montgomery thumped his cock against the boy’s hole, lining it up, knowing full well the kid wanted it. With one hand keeping his aim true, and the other hand on Nathan’s left shoulder, he began sliding in. Nathan’s body reacted. His head came off Devin’s cock, his back arched, and a guttural sound escaped his lips. “That’s right baby boy. We are just getting started,” and he thrust the rest of his cock inside as he pulled his shoulders back to make sure he was as deep as possible in this position. Nathan’s vision which began to clear up, and he took in the sight before him. A stranger. A man who he had never seen. Devin, looking down at his soon-to-be prize saw his eyes trying to focus. “Welcome back, slut. You liking that?” Devin asked. Nathan was in sensory overload. Behind him he felt the motions of a dick sliding in and out of him, but he had no idea how he had gotten in this position, and he didn’t care. All he knew was that he loved the feeling. In and out. Getting pulled back, deeper on the cock. He wanted it deeper. He wanted it harder. He wasn’t quite sure how to get the words out, so he let his body take over. As the cock pulled back, he squeezed his pussy ring as tight as possible and tried to move back with it to keep it in. “Ooohh, this slut is squeezing my cock. I think he’s ready.” Montgomery grabbed Nathan’s hips and took control of the fuck. Finger tips digging into the muscled flesh of the boy, Montgomery began to fuck with wild abandon. Long, hard strokes came in quick succession and the kid began to yelp and moan louder than Montgomery liked. “Shut the faggot up.” He said, not missing a stroke. Devin slapped the kid hard across the face, then roughly guided his moaning mouth to his throbbing dick. “One way or another, this is going down that faggot throat of yours. You better learn quick.” Nathan’s mouth was stretched like never before. He wanted all that he was getting, and his body was doing its best to accommodate the onslaught. The drugs in his body made him want what was happening to him like never before. He understood what the stranger mean as his thick monster began prying open his throat. The dick working his ass over caused him to moan on Devin’s dick, which gave the face-fucker a chance to push it down further with each moan. For as much as Nathan wanted this dick deep in his throat, he couldn’t accommodate. Devin felt Nathan’s last barrier, grabbed the kid’s head and simultaneously pushed the faggot down and thrust his hips up in one fast, hard motion, finally breaking the barrier. The pain was minimal for both. Devin felt some teeth scraping, but he was down his throat. Nathan felt no pain but was instantly aware of his airway being cut off. He looked up and Devin was smiling, a hunter looking down at his prey. He felt the pace picking up behind him. Montgomery was enjoying the show, feeling the kid’s struggle and how it made his hole tighten and his ass squirm. He needed to cum. “Keep your dick down his throat until I cum. Make him struggle, it feels good.” Montgomery lowered himself down to Nathan’s ear and whispered, “The faster I cum, the faster you get to breathe.” He lifted himself and straddled the boy and gave him two hard slaps, one to his ass and the other to the side of his head and yelled, “Work your fucking ass you fucking piece of shit! Let me know you deserve my toxic seed!” Nathan couldn’t breathe, but he knew he both wanted the fuck to never end but he also craved air. He began bucking his ass back on the man who had complete control over him. He frantically squeezed his hole, eyes on Devin who continued the throat fuck. The boy began to panic, hands trying to pull himself up and off, but the drugs made him, at this point, unwillingly compliant, to this onslaught. Somewhere off in the distance he heard Montgomery yell as he felt himself being pulled back onto his throbbing cock. “Take my load you fucking faggot," He yelled. "FUUUUCCCKKK YOOUUU!" Nathan felt his insides being coated with volley after volley of cum. Montgomery’s cock slowed down on the assault, but the fucking slowly continued. And just like that Devin yanked the boy’s head off his cock and laughed as the slut gasped for air, while at the same time let his ass was grinding back against the toxic dick that just delivered its poisonous payload. Nathan’s body was a mess of sensory overload. This feeling of giving in was new and he loved it. His body craved more. The panic he just felt now seemed like a distant memory. Devin slapped the kid for good measure to help bring him back to the moment. He pushed him off to the side as Montgomery slowly churned the load into Nathan’s cunt. With his right hand he turned Nathan’s face to the webcam and pushed it down into the mattress as he lay on top of him, slowly rotating his hips, making the boy moan. Montgomery licked the side of Nathan’s neck and nibbled on his earlobe just enough to make it slightly unpleasant. “We are just getting started,” he told the boy. He placed both hands on Nathan’s should and put all of his weight on the boy as he began to fuck the kid in hard strokes. “Tell. Me. You. Fucking. Want. It.” He punctuated each word with a deep jab inside Nathan’s wet hole. “I want it! I want it all! Give it all to me!” “Good boy. Now, smile for the camera. We are just getting started.”

[Moderator's Note: This story was edited so it uses the words HIV and AIDS correctly.] Note: This story is FICTION. It DID NOT HAPPEN. Enjoy ************************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to give you my HIV, now." The email was from, AIDSGftr, a new guy on BBRT. He had appeared just a couple of weeks earlier, and I noticed geo locator showed him to be just 300 feet from my place. I'd never emailed him, but thought he was hot: he was obviously sick, wasted, an AIDS belly, a few Kaposi's lesions. Looking at his pics made my asshole ache for his deadly cum. His profile said he had never been on meds, was recently diagnosed with AIDS and he got off on infecting neg bottoms. I was still neg, even after taking several loads I knew were high viral load, and, of course, having taken numerous anonymous loads. This guy looked to be my chance to take an AIDS load, to get the infection I craved. I knew there was a 1 in 70 chance of infection with each fuck from a regular high viral load poz top, and I wondered if taking a load from a guy who had been diagnosed as actually having AIDS would mean certain infection. I hammered out a reply and hit send. "Yes. Where?" "The big apartment building half a block east of you. Ground floor, corner unit, will be waiting in patio. Hurry." "On the way. Five minutes." I pulled on a coat and shoes, grabbed my keys and was out the door in less than a minute, cock rigid, oozing and about to blow. Was I really, at long last, about to take an AIDS load? It was 206 steps from my door to his patio. I made it in three minutes. He was waiting in the open door to his place, naked, hard cock jutting out, sipping on a beer. I walked up to him, he turned stepped aside and motioned me in. I stood looking as he smiled at me and stroked his cock. It was beautiful, long, thick, hard, perfectly formed - the perfect weapon to fill me with death cum and infect me with AIDS. He pointed at the back of a couch and set the beer down. "Bend over, pants down. You still neg?" I nodded and obeyed, my heart about to explode, and reached back to spread my cheeks. He looked disgusting, obviously very sick, but I needed his disease bad. To my shame I whimpered as I felt his cock smear precum on my hole. I getting HIV virus in me! "You want my HIV, my disease, you want that?" "Yes, god, yes, give it to me, give me your HIV!" "Oh, yeah bitch, gonna give it to you, gonna pump a load of my death cum in your guts, right now. I've infected three men that I know off, you'll be number four. You want that? You want my HIV?" "Yes, fuck yes. Please, give it to me, infect me now. Please infect me, give your HIV!" "Okey dokey, one more infected bugchaser, coming right up." He grunted and shoved hard, I squealed as his diseased cock slammed deep into my ass and he pumped away frantically. Four pumps and he shoved in hard and grunted into my ear "Fuck, bitch, fuck! Pozzing you, bitch, cumming in your ass, bitch, knocking you up, infecting you good! You gonna be one HIV infected dick sucker!" A warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated. I convulsed with the hardest orgasm of my life. He humped into me spasmodically, gasping as he pumped his HIV-laden cum into my ass. My cock kept jerking and squirting and I wondered if I had been infected. Had he ripped me open when he shoved in without lube? I could feel my ass burning. Was I bleeding? If I was, his virus had a direct route into my bloodstream. Was this the time? Would I convert? I hoped so. We slid to the floor and lay flat, breathing hard. I wiped my ass with my hand and sniffed, then licked. Cum and ass juice, no red streaks. Was there a slight coppery taste? If I was bleeding there was no way he hadn't infected me. I bent over his crotch and swallowed his still hard cock. More cum, some ass juice. No taste of blood. He was ready very quickly. He flipped me over and spread my legs, dove in and licked and sucked my ass. I moaned as his tongue wormed up my newly pozzed hole, knowing he was about to mount me and pump another load of death deep in my guts. As he mounted me again, I groaned with pleasure, and this time he slid in with no trace of burn. My neg ass was well lubed by his poison cum. He pumped me slowly, pulling out and plunging in repeatedly, stroking deeply, not quite long enough to bump my sphincter but plenty thick enough to feel incredible. I moaned and fucked him back, eager for infection. "Fuck my neg ass, yeah, fuck, infect my neg ass, yeah, give me your HIV, infect me good. Do it, fuck me, pump me full of death cum! Give me HIV!" He slammed in hard, humping me deep and moaned "Fuck yeah, bitch, gonna poz you good you bugchasing bitch, gonna infect you good! Mmm, yeah, fuck yeah, bitch, gonna fuck you full of my HIV juice!" He slammed in hard and fast and held it deep. His cock pulsed and hot semen squirted into my guts. More toxic cum, more HIV pumped deep into me. "Fuck, bitch, yeah, you're getting it now, giving you my bug, bitch, giving you my HIV, bitch, you're one infected faggot now, giving you my HIV!" I lay back breathing hard, my asshole pleasantly sore, feeling his toxic semen ooze out of me. No more doubts. I wanted more. I wanted him to infect with HIV. I leaned over and swallowed his cock again, savoring the taste of semen and ass juice. Two poz loads in my guts - so far. I hoped he was up for more. Would I be infected with HIV before I left? He moaned and pushed me off his cock. I lay back and smiled, feeling his cum run out of my ass. Had he already infected me, or was that wishful thinking? "Damn, that was good, you're a hot piece of ass. I never fucked a man who begged for my death cum like you. That was hot, knowing you want to get infected from that fuck." "I do, I wanted poz cum in my butt, I want HIV in me, as much as I can get." "Well, you got some. I've been full blown for a while. My doctor warned me that if I had unprotected sex with a guy, I would likely infect him. Hope you're really okay with that." I was. There was no question what I wanted. "Yes, I am. I want your bug, I want you to infect me with HIV." "That's good, I'm gonna give it to you. You up for another fuck?" "Hell, yes! Let's make sure you infect me. Plus, that big dick of yours feels incredible in my ass." "Give me a minute, I'll breed you again. Mmm, do me a favor?" "Sure." "Don't fuck anybody but me until you test poz?" "Sure thing, as long as you keep pumping my guts full of your HIV, I'm your bitch. Anytime you want my ass, you got it." He fucked me twice more that night. I finally waddled home about 4:00 AM, my asshole raw, bleeding and leaking semen. In the next two weeks he screwed me at least once a day. My ass stayed raw, my shorts spotted with blood until I came down with the flu. When I was able he gave me a ride to the clinic. I was poz. Another dicksucker successfully infected with HIV.

I knew what I was getting into. I’d heard of Lawyer John’s notorious parties through the grapevine for years. My friend Con, who was a filthy gossip, pointed him out to me a few times in the nightclubs of Belfast. Lawyer John (our nickname for him) was pretty to miss though given his overall “too-hot-to-stay-in-Belfast” looks and physique. Lawyer John was a suave stunner in his mid-forties, with a gym fit body and expensive tousled “salt and pepper” haircut. He should have been modelling suits for Gucci or something, and not raising the bell-curve for us poor mortals who didn’t have any other option but to stay here in the North, drowning our sorrows as we were that night. Northern Ireland once again performed abysmally in rugby, getting trashed by the All Blacks earlier that day. Con’s favourite pastime, after a few jars, was nodding his head over at some poor trick in the club and divulging all his nasty secrets. Usually they involved Con, a quirky fetish and/or an STI. Con was an old-school gossip and would always start off in his thickest working class Belfast accent with the line “Didja ya see that wee lad there righ? Well…” At this point our posse would be leaning forward wondering what new tale of desperation or filth we were in for. With Lawyer John, Con would always drink deep from his Guinness, nod over at him and then launch into the following tale. “Did I tell ye lads about our friend Lawyer John over there. Mike (this was me) knows, but I’ll tell the rest of ye. Steer clear of that fucker. A right nasty piece of work they say lads. They say he hosts these parties y’see. Where all the A-gays of Belfast go and get gee-eyed out of it on G and E and coke and whatever else you’d be having. No condoms, no fucking sense, and a few prossies hired up from London or wherever. He works over in the courts too, so he should know better. Anyways, the parties always get really fuckin wild, and to hear tell of it, at one of the last ones there was a lad who overdosed. Some fucker up from Fermanagh, still wet behind the ears and looking for his bit of freedom from his mammy and the farm, thought he’d try his hand at hooking. Anyways as the story goes, the lad reacted badly with the cocktail of drugs he was on and it wasn’t till after the party that they realised he was unconscious and had been for about a day or two. It was then that they dropped him outside the Pipeworks sauna and called the police. Kid nearly died. Seemingly was left with some nasty nerve damage too. And that kid…” and Con leaned in here, building suspense, “is none other than Ugly Eoghan!” I’d heard it before so chuckled to watch the looks of incomprehension on our mates as they tried to fit the pieces together. Lawyer John was some jet-setting executive who probably had a sea of hot accountants who wanted him to write off their “bad debts”. Meanwhile Ugly Eoghan was the odd drunk that’d turn up outside the Kremlin as the crowd turned out in the early morning, trying to chat up the very, very drunk twinks outside. He worked the “going-home” crowd, cause he’d been barred from every gay establishment between here and Dublin. He was only in his early thirties, but had such a way with him that he looked at least ten years older and while there was nothing necessarily disfigured about him, he had a constant stoop, squinted eyes and a perpetually sneering mouth, so you couldn’t help but be repulsed by him. To think that this gay “character” had been created by the beautiful and sophisticated Lawyer John was a good yarn, but none of us really believed it. Sensing our disbelief, Con urged us “it’s true honest! Ugly Eoghan’s life wasn’t always the car-crash you see outside the chipper on a Saturday pawing at the twinks. But seemingly Lawyer John has high connections, and got the whole thing hushed up. The police, the other party-goers, even the sauna staff, everyone was hushed up”. We nodded as Con knocked back the rest of his Guinness and looked to see who was getting the next round in. He always got a bit conspiracy-ish after a few, talking one minute about chem-trails, and the next about how the fluoride pumped in Irish water was to keep people passive. A nudge knocked me out of my reverie. It was my round. I waited at the bar for the hot new barman Sven to get my drinks. Seemingly he had to learn how to replace a keg or something, but you’d forgive a white blond Nordic god a lot for a flash of his dopey smile, so I pulled out my phone and checked my apps. Grindr and Scruff were disappointing as usual, though my profile didn’t invite a lot of comment – it was just a torso like all the rest of them – showing off my six-pack from two years ago, which had since gone into a small hibernation. Not that most tricks minded. None of them looked quite like their photos either, and as long as I wasn’t, well, ugly Eoghan, and I shoved all nine inches of my cock into them, I heard no complaints. The only messages I had was from this hot nurse Gavin who I always had a great back and forth with, but who always chickened out of all the dates I suggested, to the point where I gave up trying. Sometimes I was in the mood to flirt with him, knowing it’d have no effect, but not today. Sensing someone pushing past me for a newly opened gap at the bar, I moved to let the guy settle in beside me. I did a very subtle double-take when I realised it was the devil himself – Lawyer John. He didn’t even notice me. He still had his head turned, taking drink orders off of some tall muscle-bound blond who’d be perfect as an extra in any World War 2 film, yellow blonde where Sven was white. I took the time to properly study the Lawyer-man up close. God, he was gorgeous. He’s one of those guys who looks so much better as a 40 year old than he ever would have as a 20 year old. His tailored shirt opening to show a defined lean body and sculpted lines across his collarbones, up his neck and in his deep dimples as he laughed at something the Aryan giant said. I waited for the polite “eye-contact” nod that in Ireland passed for “thank you for giving me space at the bar”, but the lawyer studiously turned forward and blanked me. Pfft. Whatever. I guess if you don’t look like you breathe the same rarefied air as these little gods, you may as well be invisible. I then heard the distinctive message tones from Gay-Romeo beside me. I looked over, and sure enough, Lawyer John had his phone out too. I guess little gods need a bit of help looking for love too. I noticed he was mostly scanning an app with a black and orange design. I leaned over a little further. It was called “BBRT” or something like that. I then heard the Sven clear his throat “Ah Mike, jour drrinks” “oh right, cheers Sven!” A few drinks more with the lads at the pub, then at Con’s house and eventually we’re all calling it a night. It’s proper late, by the time I’m back in my flat near the university, like 6am. I clumsily broke the laptop out and looked up this BBRT website. Bareback Real Time Sex, it said. I gulped a little. I’ve not usually been one for bareback – topping’s the same to me if I top protected or not, so I always chose the former. Up until this point I’d never successfully bottomed, with or without a condom, so I saw no attraction in barebacking. However, Lawyer John was on it, and who knew, maybe he was only a click or two away. I could beat off to some pics of him, no harm, no foul. I read through the usual preamble with starting an account, and then once I’d verified my email and put up the bare skeleton of a profile (Newry9inch), I got to seeing who was online in Belfast. This was a very different pool to the Grindr/Scruff guys. There were a few kinky bastards who revelled in anything pain related, a few kids that had the title Bug-Chaser in their profile and then me by the looks of it. Noone else was online. I went back to filling out my profile, deciding to put up a cock pic as my main profile pic (it wasn’t as if I was looking for friends or gym buddies on this site). Then after a bit more thought I added a headless nude shot and an over-the-shoulder arse pic. “Fuck it!” I thought and headed to the bathroom. When I got back, I was in luck. My inbox had three more messages from three different guys – not just the welcome bot. The first was a proper daddy type who wanted to spank my ass for being up so late. I chuckled, and politely declined. The next was from a blank profile online asking “u into scat?” I once again replied “cheers, but definitely not my thing. All the best”, cause I may be many things, but I always answer people, so there’s no ambiguity. I’m a motherfucking gentleman! The last was interesting. It was another blank profile “northernlights”, this time asking “u into pnp?” Now I won’t lie. I love me a bit of rolling with molly or speed-pumped sex, so this had my slut-senses tingling – could this be Lawyer John? I answered “could be. Why?” And waited… About half a minute later I get a reply. “We’re looking to score” and a link to a webpage within BBRT. I clicked through the link and it directed me to an expired party page from earlier that night– some sort of group page that BBRT did for people arranging group meets – wow BBRT really knew their audience! This page had the description “Party – Titanic Quarter for titanic men”. I snorted at that. The blurb below was written as if a size queen on meth – detailing all the types of men who could apply (a very select few) and all the guys who couldn’t. To be honest the description was a turn-off. One of those impossibly high standard parties that I wouldn’t dream of trying for after a few rejections earlier on in life. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I feel pretty hot – I rock the slightly rough/scruffy, three-day stubbled scally lad look, but I would never fit in with the built Abercrombie and Fitch crowd. My body was lean and I was an in-shape lad especially for my job (a journalist for a less than reputable paper… ok so, a tabloid journalist – it paid the bills) but I’d never have this party’s required “defined muscles” or “less than 5% body fat” (I kid you not – that’s what they wrote). The rest of post summed up that a group party had been organised (about 6 hours earlier) for the A-gays of Belfast. Good-fucking luck to ‘em I thought! I saw my inbox had another message and clicked it. Northernlights again. “u know any dealers?” I chuckled and then remembered something. Looking to my chest of drawers in the middle of the room, I pulled out my sock drawer and fumbled at the back. I pulled out my old metal tea-box that had my weed and the makings of my joints in, a few pills, and also… at the bottom… …Eureka!.. I found the bag of MDMA that my mate’s sister’s boyfriend’s friend left behind at a houseparty a year back. The lad went mental looking for it afterwards, but cause he was a dick I didn’t call him up a week later when I found it behind the coal bucket. It was about 10-15g of product, but I’d tried it, and maybe cause it’d be been left out somewhere humid, or maybe cause it was it was just a shit supply, but it did nothing for me. But there was enough here for a trade. Maybe I’d get some money for it finally? I messaged back. “None that are awake right now. My usual guy’s disappeared too. I’ve a bit of my own supply - MDMA here (10-15g), dunno how good it is, if you’re desperate? J” (Was the smiley too much?) Northernlights was quick to reply “Yeah would be up for that - could buy it – where u? Could send taxi round? We’re in X” Obviously I’m not gonna reveal where exactly the guy was – but it was a very swanky part of town. Northernlights sent me on details of the place and then signed off – “…Thanks lad. See you soon” No name. But honestly considering we’d just agreed to perform a crime online I could understand that. Nice one! I was gonna finally sell off my old stash and at least see what the inside of one of these exclusive parties looked like. The taxi came round 15 minutes later. I was barely out of the shower and into my cleaner pair of going-out trackies when I heard my phone go off. I grabbed my whole stash box and all the way there I was full of nervous jitters. I kept thinking I was going to end up at some weird “eyes-wide-shut” masked party. The apartment building was one of the very modern ones that went up as part of the Titanic quarter’s refurbishment after the peace agreement. I remember seeing it being built and even then thinking I’d never be able to afford living in a posh place like this. I rang the apartment bell. Elocution lessons answered; “Yars?” “Um, this is ahem, Newry….” “Oh roight! Yars yars, push the door when it buzzes” I made my way up. On the way up I kept formulating and reformulating the plan. See how much they were willing to pay to keep their party going. Get a good look around to see how to super-hot live and try to see a few fucking, to fill the wank-bank. Get them to order me another taxi. Would they stretch to a pizza too? Oh, but how to make sure this wasn’t an elaborate police op? Wasn’t that entrapment? Did that law even apply in Belfast? Better make sure to get them to do a line for free first. I got to the door. I rapped gently on it. No answer. I was about to ring the bell when the door opened and there in a red and grey silk dressing gown stood Lawyer John. A-Gay of Belfast numero uno! “Newry9inches?” he said, smiling at me, showing those dimples. Those goddamn beautiful dimples! I nodded mutely and he waved me in. He muttered something about doing business upstairs in his room as I looked around the split-level apartment. There were bags and clothes on most of the chairs and couches in the main entrance hall-cum-living room. The floor plan was pretty open and segued from living room to foyer to kitchen (which was divided from the rest by an outjutting counter) all across the entire lower floor. There were some shadowy figures in the extremities of the kitchen and living room, but before I could better make them out, John beckoned me up his stairs (solid oak beams projecting from the wall, no banistair, very swanky!) I clambered up behind him, getting glimpses of his very tan, very developed gym-toned legs, to come out on a long corridor landing. Everything was ivory tones and expensive looking. There were about four doors off the corridor – two guest bedrooms, the main bedroom and main bathroom. As we went into the main bedroom I saw the entire outer wall was one plate window giving a fantastic view back over Belfast City. The bed was massive and recently used and there was an en-suite bathroom to the left. John sat down on the bed and looked expectantly me… “The MDMA?” “Oh right, yeah let me just get that out” and I walked over to the desk. He followed behind me as I lay the bag of white powder on the table. I saw the remains of some other lines of powder there and a credit card. I turned to him. “Um, don’t take this the wrong way, but cause I’m not used to, um, normally, ever doing this, and how do I know this isn’t some police sting?” He laughed a rich baritone laugh at that and said something about the differences in UK and American law, and that he’d asked me to bring over with me to sell, which indeed would be a form of entrapment. He then smiled and said, “but if it makes you feel better, I can do a line in front of you now?” I nodded, and he took the bag from me and poured some out. Crushing it with his credit card he asked me to roll up a twenty-pound note as he scraped together four short lines. When he pulled back he waved me forward to do the first two lines – oh right – I weirdly hadn’t expected to be doing the MDMA in front of him, but fuck it. I ducked down, snorted them up and passed the twenty. Squeezing and pinching my nose I looked over as he rose from his lines. “So do you wanna sit down for a bit, to see if it kicks in?” I asked. He nodded toward the bed, snuffling back all the powder. I sat down on the edge, he sat beside me. “I think I saw you out earlier” I mentioned. He nodded. “Mike here by the way” “Simon here” he replied, extending his hand for a handshake and smiling. I started to feel something in the back of my brain, but I was never great with MDMA. “I think I’m feeling it” I mentioned, “but it’s always a bit odd for me, how about you?” I asked. He was raising his half-shut eyes and muttering to himself… Yeah he was definitely feeling something. “Oh yars Mark” “uh it’s Mike” “Sorry Mike. Yah I’m feeling it – that is …some good stuff you have”. He looked at me. His eyes were massively dilated. We said in unison “wow your eyes…” and trailed off and chuckled. I looked at this guy who only hours before had seemed a part of the frosty impenetrable A-gay elite rubbish of Belfast, and yet here we were now, bonding. It was beautiful. I felt Simon and I were having a special time outside of time and that I could suddenly confide totally in him. “You should laugh more dude, your dimples are gorgeous” He smiled at this, and replied, “you’re pretty cute yourself dealer-man” I got a cheeky thought “what else can you do to prove you’re not a police officer?” His deep chuckle was adorable. “Well what would you like me to…” We got cut off by a knock on the door, the en-suite door. “Hey Si, are you still with that dealer guy?” The door opened and a tall pale guy with jet black hair stepped in. He was wearing a towel around his waist and had obviously come from the shower. His body definitely fit into the 5% body fat category. I think I could have seen him on a Men’s Health magazine or something – he had a familiar look about him. Every random Latin-named muscle was on display and some new ones too I think. “This him?” he asked Simon. “Yeah, this mmmmm here is…. Mark..no Mike! This is Iain” Iain smiled and extended his hand to me. “Not named after the Reverend I assure you.” I laughed and still felt very odd to be shaking everyone’s hand at a sex party. He then turned to look back at the desk. His back was just pure sculpture. I looked over to see Simon/Lawyer John smirking at me, catching me ogling the beefcake mere metres away from me. I giggled and nudged him. Yeah ok maybe the MDMA was having an effect. I’d missed Iain’s request “What now?” Iain repeated himself “Is it ok if I sample a line or two” “Be my guest,” I sorta slurred out. Iain bent over the desk to crush out a line’s worth. I was looking at Simon. He had mischief in his eyes. “Iain” Simon called, “I need to prove something to Mike here” and reached over to his towel-covered ass. Tugging on the towel as Iain crushed his line, Simon succeeded on pulling the towel off, revealing Iain’s pale magnificent ass. Iain barely reacted, engrossed in his task. The twin globes were just that right blend of smooth and bubble-butt, spreading down into two tree trunks of thighs. A real rugby player physique! Oh shit, now I knew where I’d seen Iain before. He’s Iain the rugby player! The gay rugby player Iain Hawkins! He was the prop-forward for the Northern Irish team who’d recently come out and had all his family support him in the papers, and his… boyfriend! I watched him earlier today get trounced by the fuckin Kiwis! My tabloid journalist was itching at the size of the scoop I had in front of me. Belfast A-Gay number 2, Iain Hawkins prop-forward for Northern Ireland, showing me his incredibly fuckable ass, while doing Class A drugs. Another part of me took over as I refocused on that ass. “Mike” Simon called back to me, “I’m gonna do something I’m pretty sure no undercover cop would do” and with that licked a finger and started to pull Iain’s ass-cheeks apart. Then exposing Iain’s pink rosy hole, he guided the lubed finger into Iain’s hole. Working it in quite quickly I figured Iain had already been fucked this night. Simon replaced his finger with his tongue as he got up properly to rim his friend. I heard Iain groan in appreciation and follow it with one quick snort. I was rubbing my cock through my grey tracksuit bottoms. Simon winked at me and looked to my growing bulge. “Looks like your username wasn’t lying” I smirked and coyly asked “do you want to check for yourself?” as I stood up, raising my crotch to his head height. He used his free hand to snag my tracksuit bottoms down exposing my navy blue jockstrap and jutting nine-incher. Simon mouthed a “wow”, as most guys do. It’s not just nine or nine and a half inches, it’s also quite a thick girthy cock which often a lot of bottoms can’t work with – they think they can, but their eyes are too big for their asshole. Simon got to work, pushing the jockstrap pouch to the side and freeing my monster. As he started lapping on the underedge of my cock, I reached over and started rubbing Iain’s ass cheeks. Iain took another snort and wriggled his ass in appreciation, or at least that what I took his ass-wriggle for. Unopposed I moved both my hands to cup Iain’s ass, kneading and massaging, rearranging our trio so that I could bend over to rim Iain while still giving Simon clear access to my cock. Iain’s hole tasted beautiful. You could tell that the cunt has been used, I could even detect some cum that hadn’t been fully washed away. Damn right I’ll admit I look for a good sloppy-seconds ass when I’m whoring myself round. I steer the fuck away from virgins and twinks. Fucking a cum-dump’s ass where it’s cold and virginal on the outside, but hot and juicy at the core… mmm my version of heaven. After a few minute of rimming and sucking – Simon sure loved sucking my cock and I was feeling a little more adventurous. I was alternating my tongue and my two left fingers, playing Iain’s ass like a fiddle. Iain pushed his juicy orbs again back at us, Simon pulled off of me to come beside me and watch as Iain started twitching his ass. I kept a grip on his ass shoving my left thumb inside him. Simon grabbed and turned my cheek and we stared intensely into eachother’s eyes. Simon took a step closer and asked, “would a policeman do this?” and grabbed the back of my head pulling me in to a full-on kiss. Our tongues were running against eachother, his spit, my spit. As I kissed him passionately back I felt his robe fall open and felt my cock bounce and joust with his thick 7 incher. Every bit of his body was tan, including his cock. I ran my right hand up and down his defined body, running over each muscular ridge – I kept asking myself, was this really happening? I looked down to pinch myself and could see a pearl of precum had started to drip off of his hooded shaft. I started to bend my knees to lick up every drop from his precum-dripping cock – I love a dripper! However Simon held me back and wiped his steady precum flow onto my own spit slicked member. After milking himself this way for a bit, he grunted up at Iain, “look back for a second Iain” Iain, minor sports celebrity, minor gay celebrity for the UK had recently done a fashion-spread for GQ magazine with his boyfriend. Yet right then he was currently sporting just a white powder moustache and a smile. He looked back over his shoulder at my proud nine-incher slick with Simon’s juices, as Simon tapped my cock against his twitching hole. “Oh yeah Mikey, shove that gorgeous stick into me” All thoughts of his boyfriend evaporated, all my thoughts of safety evaporated, I needed those ass-pussy lips on my poor naked cock and I needed it now! Ok yeah, the MDMA was definitely working at this point. I didn’t wait for a second request and shoved my tool deep in that slut’s hole. And what a fucking hole, it was a prime hole – medium rare/pink on the outside, juicy yet well done on the inside. I was a bit worried Simon’s precum wasn’t enough lube, but Iain already had a least two loads in him giving my cock the lovely cream covering as I churned that gut-butter up. I gave that rugby player a fucking penalty, conversion and a try. In fact I lost myself so much in pounding that perfect white arse's hole I didn’t notice Simon was gone. He had gone around to salvage the MDMA. It seemed I ploughed Iain a bit too heavily and now the prop forward had it all over him looking like some Japanese Geisha or some shit. “Oh shit dude, you’re gonna get so fucking high” I laughed, but I didn’t stop pounding him.

I was about 25 years old and I hooked up with a guy on one of those phone lines. He was in my neighborhood and I wanted to get fucked. The guy came over and was a skater looking dude. Nice 9" inch dick. I start sucking on his cock and he goes to turn me over to fuck me and I ask if he has a rubber. H says G's, but didnt seem to happy about it. (I had never been fucked without one at that point. He came and on his way out said we shoukd get together again that following Sat, totally into and made the plans. Sat arrives and he comes over and asks if I have ever partied. Up till then, I'd done coke with friends out and smoked weed, but that we it. He said I want you to try this stuff I have called Tina. I was so into him I was lik ok, sure. He cut me two lines and he two lines and snorted it. Wow...my head was burning and within minutes I just had the urge to guzzle down on his dick. While I was doing that he was playing with my hole and he put a big shard inside and my ass was on fire, he told me he wanted to fuck me right now but without a condom....I hesitated a moment and I told him, fuck ya go ahead, just don't come inside.....that fucker stuck his raw dick in my hole and it felt amazing. By the time he was about to shoot he grabbed onto my thigh and said get ready I'm gonna blast you right now......and he fucking breed my sloppy and once I had that in there....there was no going back, Tina and sex have going hand in hand for me. Nothing like it, woof,

I'm always a bit careful about sex at work as I am now in a very senior position in the company but I've always found sex at work a real turn on and sometimes I give in to temptation..... Last summer I got friendly with one of the HR Advisors at work, a tall, thin, geeky looking dark haired guy with glasses in his early thirties - a look I really go for. We worked together on an HR issue and I got to know him quite well. We flirted quite a bit but I knew he had a partner so I didn't think it would go any further than that. One night I was working late in the office and he came round for a chat. The conversation went a bit further on this occasion and we started talking about relationships and sex. He indicated that he wasn't getting much sex from his boyfriend and admitted he was really horny. He said he didn't want to cheat, but sometimes he was really tempted....... It wasn't too long before my pants were down and he was down sucking my cock. He'd already mentioned that we were the only two left in the building so there was nothing to stop us. He sucked me for a while and then I pulled him up. I unzipped him, pulled his trousers and pants down to his knees and took his cock in to my mouth. He signed and I began to suck him. He had told me that his boyfriend wasn't into rimming and said that the thing he missed most was a tongue up his arse. After I had sucked him for a while, I turned him round and he bent over. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse. He groaned and I began to lick his hole. He pulled his pants right down and pushed his arse into my face, giving little satisfied moans as I pushed my tongue as far up his hole as I could. After a while I stood up. I took hold of my cock and began to rub it over his wet arsehole. He groaned. I decided to see how far he was willing to go and I began to push my cock against his hole. He didn't resist and soon the head of my cock was up his arse. I pushed further and slowly but surely my cock entered his arse. He didn't say anything - he just bent further over the desk and pushed his arse back. I was fully up him now. I gave him a moment to get used to my cock and then I began to fuck. I fucked him right there in the office, his pants and trousers at his ankles and after a while I shot my load right up him. I thought the guilt might kick in when he pulled up his pants but he was fine and a few weeks later we had the office to ourselves again.. He pulled his pants and trousers down below his arse and bent over and I fucked him from behind. On that occasion I had been working really hard and hadn't cum for almost a week so he went home with a really big load up his arse. We've done it a few times now and he's never referred to the fact that we are fucking bareback. None of our colleagues have any idea that I have now dumped several loads up him. I've always found the idea of guys having sex at work a turn on. When I was a student in Glasgow in the early eighties I would often get fucked in public toilets and parks and I would often sit in my lectures with a load of cum in my arse. One of the public toilets near the university was always very active early in the mornings with people on the way to work and students on the way in to uni and I often used to see a smart young ginger haired guy in a suit in there sucking cock and I would quite often see him bend over and take a cock up his arse round by the sinks. I watched him being fucked in there several times and one time I fucked him myself after two other guys had cum in his arse and pulled out. Later that day I went in to a bank nearby and he was sitting at the counter serving customers. I loved the fact that none of his customers knew what he had been up to earlier that morning and that they would never guess that he had several loads of spunk up his arse. I also used to frequent a park in the north of Glasgow which had a really active toilet and had many good experiences in there. You had to be careful of the city council park keeper who used to patrol occasionally but sometimes it was a younger, dark haired guy on duty instead and he would get his cock out and join in. He had a massive cock and would sometimes let guys suck him off and occasionally he would disappear into a cubicle with someone. One afternoon I was cruising in the park toilet. I had been fucked shortly after I got there and then it got very quiet. I was just about to give up when I heard someone coming in. It was the young dark haired park keeper. He stood next to me at the urinal and soon we were both wanking. I went down on his cock and he motioned towards a cubicle. In no time at all I was bent over the toilet and he was pushing his massive cock right up me. It was probably just as well that I had already been fucked because I was able to take his cock quite easily. He fucked me hard and fast and shot his cum right up me. I enjoyed every minute of it - it was one of the best fucks I had in there. My own first real experience of sex at work was in the mid nineties when a guy I worked with came on to me. Mario was in his early thirties, dark haired and stocky. He was a real east London lad - married with two young kids. At that time I had a job which took me out and about all over north London and sometimes we had to work with each other. Mario had asked me what it was like being gay and seemed genuinely interested and we had talked about it a few times. One time we were sitting in Mario's car waiting to go and see a customer. We were too early so we parked up on the edge of a housing estate in north London. It was late in the day and it was already dark. Mario started talking about sex and said it must be great being able to get it whenever I wanted it. I said it wasn't exactly like that but he said I bet you're getting something. I said yes I was and he said he wasn't getting any. Neither of us said anything for a while and then he asked me if he could ask me something. I said yes of course. He didn't say anything for a while and then he asked me if I liked sucking cock. I was really turned on by the whole situation and I told him I loved sucking cock. He was silent for a while and then, staring straight ahead of him he said "Would you...?" Seconds later, Mario had hitched himself up, pulled his trousers and pants down and was sitting back, keeping watch as I went down on his cock. I sucked him off in the car and after a while he warned me he was going to cum. I kept sucking and I was rewarded with a big load of cum in my mouth. When he had pulled his pants up again Mario grinned "I can't believe you swallowed that" he said After that I sucked him off regularly for about two years and he always rewarded me with a big mouthful of spunk. By the mid 2000s I had developed my career and was working my way up. I had been a manager for a few years and was doing well. I had had sex at work a few times but was deep in my safe sex period so it was always with condoms. By 2005 I had become more adventurous and was beginning to fuck bareback and when the opportunity arose at work I took it.... I used to work quite late and was often still there when the cleaners came in around 6.30pm. I got to know the cleaning supervisor, a Polish woman, quite well and she would often stop at my desk for a chat. One time she told me she was going on holiday for a week and he nephew would be taking her place. On the Friday evening she introduced me to him. Robert was mid twenties, thin, with tattoos on both arms and a girl's name tattooed along his forearm. He was quite fit in a very straight looking way and I thought at least I would have something to look at during the next week. The next week Robert began work. He said hello and chatted for a little while and seemed a friendly guy. On the second night I was watching him as he cleaned - at one point he was bent over polishing the desks and I had a great view of his arse. His polo shirt rode up and I could see the top of his pants and the crack of his arse. He suddenly turned round and I looked away but I knew he had seen me watching him. A couple of times after that I saw him looking at me and I decided I had better be a bit more careful. A little later I got up and went to the toilet. I had a bit of a semi from watching Robert's arse and as I took a piss at the urinal the door to the toilets opened and Robert came in. He had a cloth and a duster in his hand and he started wiping the mirror, but I could see him looking at me. I had finished pissing now and I was horny. I made no attempt to move and then I turned a little so that Robert could see my cock. Slowly he put down his cloth and joined me at the urinal. He looked at me and then pulled his cock out of his pants. He was already hard and I reached out and took hold of his cock. He grinned and I began to wank him and then he reached out and took hold of my cock. We wanked each other for a while and then I motioned towards the cubicle. He followed me in and I sat down on the toilet. He stood in front of me and I pulled his trackies and pants down. His cock sprang out and I took it in my mouth and began to suck him. He sighed and began to push his cock into my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then I motioned to him to turn round but he wouldn't so I kept sucking him and after a while his breathing got heavier and he began to shoot his load into my mouth. When he had finished coming I stood up. To my surprise he took hold of my cock and began to wank me. In no time at all I was shooting my cum all down the cubicle wall. When we had cleaned up he grinned. "Tomorrow?" he asked. I nodded - I was well up for a repeat. He leaned in close to me and said "You fuck?" I nodded again. I was up for that if he was. He grinned and said "Tomorrow". The following evening I was well horny at the thought that Robert wanted to fuck me. Robert carried on as usual and after a while he looked at me and made his way to the toilets. I followed him and soon we were in a cubicle and I was sucking his cock again. After a while he stopped me. "We fuck?" he asked. I nodded. I had come prepared with lube and I got it from my pocket. I wondered if he would mention condoms but he didn't and so neither did I. Robert took the little pack of lube from me and opened it. I was just about to bend over when, to my surprise, Robert pulled his trackies and pants down and began to finger some lube into his own arse. Then he said "We fuck?" and bent over the toilet. It was not what I had expected but I was well up for it as I looked at Robert, bent over the toilet, his pants down and his fit arse ready to be fucked. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my cock against his hole. My cock slid up him quite easily and he groaned. I gave him a moment to get used to my cock and then I began to fuck. He gave little grunts as I fucked him and I knew I wouldn't last that much longer. I began to fuck him harder and before long I was ready to come. I kept fucking him and soon I was shooting what felt like a massive load right up Robert's arse. When I finished coming I pulled out and Robert stood up. His cock was rock hard and I bent over and took it in to my mouth. In no time at all he was shooting his load in to my mouth and I swallowed every drop. It was a totally unexpected and very horny experience. I wasn't sure if it would be a one off but Robert dropped his pants and bent over the toilet for me on the next two nights he was there and I shot another two loads up him with no one any the wiser. I was becoming more adventurous and the next time I had sex at work it would be me taking a load up my arse.... Part 2 to follow

Some backstory about me: I'm a slutty late 20s guy who's played it safe sexually for most of his life, but started taking loads and breeding guys about a year ago and can't stop This happened on Thursday night. I was in one of those moods where the only thing you can think about is cock, and you know you won't be able to function normally until you get your fix of cum in your ass. I hit up one of my more recent fuck buddies and luckily, he's in town and eager to oblige my need. His name is D, and he's this sexy Latino guy in his late 30s, 5'10", stocky frame, jet-black hair and tan skin, with a thick 7.5" cock that can cum multiple times in a session. He has a smoldering intensity that really brings out my sub side -- I always surprise myself by how desperately I beg for his load. We meet up at a park near our places and end up on some of the benches in the middle of some trees that provide the perfect amount of cover. I waste no time getting on my knees and doing my best to swallow his cock whole. It's been hot in LA this past week, and his crotch is a bit sweaty and kind of musky -- but the smell and taste turns me on and he knows it because he pulls me off his cock and rubs my face all over his hairy crotch and balls. He bends over me and starts playing with my ass, and before I know it I have my nose buried in his pubes and two of his fingers in my hole. He pulls me off again, turns me around, and makes me straddle the bench. We both still have all our clothes on at this point -- just our shorts pulled down far enough to allow us to fuck. He spits twice on my hole and starts shoving his fat cockhead into me. It hurts, but I like a little pain when I bottom and as he bottoms out in me it turns into that amazing feeling of fullness you get when a thick cock is stretching your hole wide open. He wraps his arms round my chest and starts pumping my ass with long, deep strokes. I have to support most of our weight with my arms on the bench, but it forces me to arch my back and gives him the leverage to really fuck the hell out of me. The entire time he has his face in my neck, and I can hear and feel his breath on me and it. The contrast between his hot, wet breath and the cool night air around us does something to me, and I begin pushing back on his cock to meet his thrusts, trying to get every inch of his cock buried deep inside me. After a few minutes of deep fucking he starts to get close, but we see a light bobbing up and down about 300 feet or so away, as if someone's walking with a flashlight or a cellphone light. I can tell he's freaking out because he stops fucking me and starts pulling out, but I clench on his cock and start begging him to give me his load, and he gives in because he starts fucking me again. After a dozen more pumps he slams his cock into my ass one last time and lowers his entire weight on me. I can't handle the weight anymore so I'm pinned between the bench and his cock, and I can feel his cock throbbing as he shoots his load in my ass. He lays on top of me unloading for a good 30 seconds, and I push my ass back as much as I can, trying to get every drop. We can't see the light anymore, but we still think it's a good idea to book it so he pulls out, slaps my ass, and we walk back to our cars. The street we both parked on is really dark, and my car has tints, so I decide to try to get a second load out of him. I lead him into my backseat and we start making out. He has his fingers in my hole again, but this time my ass is filled with his cum so they go in easier and deeper, and I think fingering my now-loose and sloppy hole turns him on because his dick is rock-hard again. I turn around and pull down my shorts again, laying across the backseat of my car. He mounts my ass and starts pounding away, same as before except this time my entire body is pressed into the seat and I can feel every inch of his body on top of mine. It's cramped and we kept the engine off, so no AC -- the windows start fogging up and we both start sweating buckets. It all just adds to the hotness of the encounter, though -- literally and figuratively. We both have our shirts off at this point and the feel of his smooth sweaty chest on my back feels fucking amazing. He begins moaning and picking up the pace, and he goes over the edge when I start begging him to breed me, telling him to own my ass and make me his bitch. He unloads in me again, but this time is verbal about it, cussing at me and letting me know he's cumming inside me. We lay there for about a minute catching our breath, but by then it starts getting unbearably hot in the car so he pulls out and puts his clothes back on and gets out of the car. I follow him out, and he pulls me into his arms and kisses me deep, and then we say our goodbyes after we make plans to see each other in a few weeks. As he drives off, I realize that even though I got two loads in my ass, I didn't feel like I'd had enough. I'm still craving cock, and I need to get more. Luckily, it's still early, and Slammer isn't too far away. I get in my car and start to drive. -- I ended up getting one more load in me that night at Slammer, from this hot, lanky white guy in his 40s with a massive cock and the biggest bush of pubes I've ever seen, but that'll be a story for another time.

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If you are ever in socal let me know. Love deep throating a hot cock to get it wet to breed my chubby ass.

I am in a 20+ year relationship, I was 28 yrs old when we met. The first few years we were monogamous, then we started playing together with 3ways. We started playing with others safe only and eventually went to raw. Both of started playing on the side without each other (him much more than me) and we continued with our group play also. I was pozzed in 2008 stealth (still don’t know who pozzed me). My partner and I freaked at first and our sex life went downhill dramatically. After some time we resumed our sex life but differently. Our group/3way play was very limited and our interaction was more one on one. We grew older and my partner’s sex drive diminished considerably. My sex drive went the opposite direction, i embraced my inner cum dump and started to engage in my own sexual exploits. My partner knows that i am not 100% faithful but he doesnt want to know about it. We still have sex probably 4-5 times a month and we truly love each other. Love is much more than sex. The point of this post is that over time things and circumstances change. If the relationship is long term, it likely will change numerous times.

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The "second hole" and "inner ring" we have been talking about is the rectosigmoid junction, literally where the rectum meets the sigmoid colon. Like the S-curve in every sink and toilet drain, waste collects in the sigmoid until it builds up to the point where it "tickles" the rectosigmoid junction, signalling the brain that it needs to void soon. Likewise, when a long-enough cock or dildo reaches the rectosigmoid junction from the opposite side, the tactile stimulation can (1) trigger it to open, allowing the cock/dildo into the sigmoid and the contents of the sigmoid out into the rectum and all over the cock/dildo and the play area; or (2) trigger the rectosigmoid junction to constrict to keep the waste in the sigmoid, thus resulting in intense pain to the bottom as the top's cock/dildo repeatedly slams into it. So if a bottom is expecting to be fucked by a long-dick top or play with a long dildo, he needs to clean out more deeply beforehand than just the squeeze bulb douche that only cleans the rectum. The best ways to accomplish that are to either connect a colon tube to an enema bag or a flexible shower shot nozzle at least 9 inches long but preferably 12 inches or more so that it can deliver the water directly into the sigmoid or descending colon. When expelled, this water cleans out the collected poop in the sigmoid plus the rectum as it exits.

I drink my own. I started with drinking my own, and then started to drink other people's. My own father was the first person to use me as a urinal when he woke up after passing out from drinking and caught me sucking his cock and playing with his balls. My brother was the next person. Soon I was drinking so much piss I could always taste it in my mouth. I did not even realize it when someone from school handed me a beer bottle full of piss as a joke and watched me drink the entire thing. As a piss drinking bottom, I find many tops who claim to be into watersports but would rather piss on me than in me. For the majority of those, they refuse to kiss anymore after watching you be used as their or someone else's urinal.

my fave activity is getting in the bathhouse public sling blindfolded on a busy night and taking load after load from anonymous strangers lining up to breed me. also love getting gangbanged on a bathhouse fuckbench so i can suck strangers cocks while other strangers fuck me raw.pic is me in the bathhouse sling on a 44 anonymous load night at the bathhouse without seeing a single breeder

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Part 75 - The Subcontractor Joe and Kyle had gone back to the warehouse and cleaned up before locking the door and heading home. Joe tried to think of another place for the meeting on Tuesday. The warehouse had been fun but it was a pain to set up and get Carter, Blaine and the non-club members to. He thought about the hotel room but Dennis said that it had become more popular as word got out and was booked all week. Then he remembered one of the first times he had been with Blaine and they had fucked under an oak tree near the creek that went through the farm. He talked to Blaine who thought it was a good idea so Joe sent out more messages. On Monday he got a message from Blaine asking if they could postpone their meeting until Thursday. Joe sighed, realizing he had to start over again getting people together. A few of the guys he had gotten for Tuesday couldn’t make it but he was able to find replacements. Joe crossed his fingers hoping there wouldn’t be any more changes. — Ric was nervous. He had been nervous all week. It had started innocently enough the week before when a schedule conflict meant Joe couldn't meet a client so he texted Ric asking "Want to earn a few bucks?” Ric's thought was it sounded like fun: he would meet a guy, have sex and then go home with some cash. It immediately got more complicated when Joe told him what he should do to set it up. He should keep everything separate from his normal life. Ric came up with a name to use - Austin, a new email, a cheap cell phone on a pay-as-you-go plan and listened to all of Joe’s instructions. Still, he figured that after the hundred bucks he spent on the phone he would make it all up in one night. Joe introduced him to the client via email and they had chatted a couple times setting the meeting up. He gave the guy the new phone number and everything moved to text after that. He figured that no matter what the guy was like, he could probably take an hour of him. Since Joe had met him before and said he was a good guy, Ric decided that he really didn’t have much to lose. He didn’t tell anyone what he was doing. He wanted to confide in Alex, but then changed his mind. Tuesday morning as he was walking into school he spotted Coach Adams walking slowly in from his car. “Hey coach. How are you feeling? That must have been some bug you caught, you were out almost two weeks” Ric said. “Oh fuck, don’t remind me” the coach replied and then much quieter he added “How the fuck did you survive that? At one point a friend wanted to take me to the hospital.” “Everyone is different. Mine wasn’t too bad compared to…” Ric almost said ‘Shane’ and then realized the coach might not know about his team being poz. He then finished the sentence with “… some others. Have you gone to the clinic like I told you?” “Yeah, I did last Friday and then yesterday for the results. That was the weirdest doctor visit I’ve ever had. They don’t want to put me on drugs right away. Did they do that to you too?” Ric chuckled as he stopped and looked seriously at the coach. “Yeah, but you shouldn’t say anything about that. It’s supposed to stay quiet. I take it that means you’re going to share” Ric said softly. “Yeah, I know. I just figured that you would know since you referred me there. And yeah, I am. My boyfriend is going to be home on leave at the end of the month. I have a welcome home gift for him” Coach Adams said and then laughed quietly. Ric and the coach went into the school and carried on like nothing happened. He went home and prepared a small bag with some supplies. He was putting it under his bed when Frank, his Dad walked in and things became messy. Frank recognized the new phone and wanted to know what it was for. Ric came up with an excuse, but Frank saw right through the lie and accused Ric of selling drugs. Defeated, Ric told his father the truth, expecting him to blow up and ground him, but instead Frank thought it was really hot and agreed to keep it their secret. Frank even dropped Ric off at the hotel Wednesday evening and told him to call or text if anything went wrong or when he was done. Ric walked in and took the elevator up to the ninth floor and found the room. He had a small bag over his shoulder with the things Joe suggested. He knocked and waited. He was about to knock again and the door opened. In front of Ric was a middle aged white guy. His brown hair had a few gray hairs mixed in and he had a trimmed beard. The guy’s brown eyes inspected every inch of him. He matched the description that he had gotten from Joe so he said “Hi, Barry? I’m Austin. We spoke a few days ago.” Barry smiled and said “Come on in. Glad you could make it” as he walked back into the hotel room. Ric followed him in and looked around, making sure that things looked legitimate. He tried to keep a calm exterior but inside his stomach was turning over and his mind was racing. “I was kind of disappointed that Dave couldn’t meet, but I understand it’s a bit of a drive. So, he and you are friends or co-workers?” Barry asked. “Yeah, I’ve known him several months. We met on a work thing” Ric said, trying to keep it vague and hoping to not get caught in a lie. “Oh cool. You seem a bit young to be doing this… Uh, you are over 18, right? I don’t want the cops running in here. It would make life really bad” Barry said. Ric chuckled and replied “No, I understand. Yeah, I’m over 18, theres nothing to worry about with that. And I really don’t want to deal with the cops either.” Ric set his bag down next to the bed and moved behind Barry, rubbing his shoulders. “We didn’t really talk about what you wanted to do when we were together. I got a little bit of an idea from Dave but he doesn’t like to talk about what happens with clients,” Ric said. “I… uh… appreciate that. Its kind of why I like to hire the same guys. Fewer mouths to talk, if you know what I mean” Barry replied. “I completely understand. What happens here, stays here” Ric said massaging Barry’s shoulders harder. Barry moaned and let Ric rub him. He started to unbutton his shirt and soon it hung open. Ric took the cue and stopped the massage long enough to take Barry’s shirt off and lay it on the chair nearby. “I like to enjoy the pleasure that younger men can give me. It rarely is the same thing twice. I like to let things just happen” Barry said as he turned around. Ric continued to rub his neck and shoulders, this time from the front. Ric looked over his body. There was a small patch of hair between his pecs and another on his stomach. He didn’t have a six-pack but he did have a trim dad-bod. He wondered what was inside his pants but figured he would find out soon enough. Ric then looked back into Barry’s eyes and saw him smile again. “I think we are going to have some fun tonight, Austin. Theres an envelope for you by the TV. As I said, I don’t like to be rushed so we’ll go for two hours and longer if we need to.” Ric spied the alarm clock next to the bed and made a note of the time. He felt Barry pull his shirt up and raised his arms, letting it pull over his head and then get tossed to the floor. Barry held Ric at arms length and looked over his upper body and said “Damn, you are one hot guy. I bet you make a fortune escorting.” Ric chuckled again and lowered his arms down, rubbing his fingers over Barry’s nipples and then moved them down to his waist. “Let’s just think about you and how we can make you feel amazing tonight” Ric replied. He reached in and unbuttoned Barry’s pants and then unzipped them, letting them drop to the floor, revealing a pair of tight blue trunks with a large bulge in front. Ric cupped the bulge and squeezed while moaning “Very nice, Barry.” Barry was obviously enjoying the attention and then reached down and pulled Ric’s jeans down. “Oh fuck yeah” Barry said as he spotted the white sheer see-through trunks that Alex had given him after Ric had successfully knocked him up. They both shucked their pants, socks and shoes. Barry gently motioned to the bed and when they got next to it Ric dropped to his knees, pulling Barry’s underwear down with him. The semi-hard shaft was already six inches but Ric didn’t know if he was a shower or a grower. The uncut cock had a nice heft to it and he licked from the balls up to the tip. Barry let him suck his cock and balls for a few minutes and then tugged on his arm and the two were on the bed kissing seconds later. Barry started out slow and Ric assumed he didn’t usually kiss the guys he hired since he was pretty tentative to start. While they were kissing Barry reached down and slid Ric’s underwear off. Their bodies intertwined and their cocks were nestled next to each other. Barry moved down Ric’s body, kissing his neck and then down to his chest. Barry flicked his tongue over Ric’s pierced nipples, each time making Ric’s cock twitch. He finally moved lower and then came face to face with Ric’s cock. “Holy fuck. You really scored in the cock department” Barry said. Ric spread his legs apart and let Barry explore his cock and balls with his tongue. Several minutes later, Barry pushed Ric’s legs back and zeroed in on his hole. Ric was surprised at how hard Barry could tongue fuck his hole. Most guys just gave a few stabs before going back to licking. Barry seemed to keep poking his curled tongue in forever, even though it was only about ten minutes. Ric could feel the moistness around his hole and Barry seemed to think he had done enough with his tongue. Barry lowered Ric’s ass down and as soon as he could, he speared his cock into the waiting hole. Once inside, Barry just kept driving his cock in deeper, not waiting for Ric to adjust. His bushy pubic hair was pressed against Ric’s hairy ass and Barry looked at Ric’s slightly contorted face. “Yeah, you poz boys all know how to take cock. You never can get enough, can you? Probably don’t even care who it is or what diseases they have” Barry said and followed up with a sinister laugh. He pulled back and rammed back in, feeling Ric flinch at the treatment but saying nothing. Ric was saying a lot, but it was all in his head. “He thinks I’m a seasoned slut and would probably freak if he knew I have been fucking for only seven months” Ric said to himself before stifling a grunt. Once Barry started an even pumping motion, Ric started to work his ass around Barry’s cock. “Slow down, boy. I plan on fucking this hole for a while” Barry barked out. Ric smiled and thought to himself “I may be the bottom now, but I can control how this goes.” Barry fucked for several more minutes before pulling out and groaning. Obviously he was getting too close. He flipped Ric over on to his knees and then drove his cock back in. This time Ric was more subtle and he let Barry fuck his ass for twenty minutes before he started to work his ass muscles and gently milked the shaft. “Oh fuck! Oh shit” Barry yelled out and was able to get two more strokes in before he fell forward on top of Ric and began convulsing. Spurts of his neg seed shot into Ric’s hole and Ric started to aggressively drain the remaining cum out of Barry’s balls. Barry rolled off Ric and lay on the bed, panting. Ric moved down and started to clean the cum and ass juice off Barry’s cock. “Damn it! I usually last a lot longer than that” Barry said with the sound of disgust in his voice. “That hole just feels so damn good and its been a few weeks since I’ve been able to fuck” he added, as if Ric needed an explanation. “Don’t worry about it. We can go again when you’re ready. You still have a lot of our time together left” Ric said before he licked his lips of the last bit of cum. With Barry’s cock now mostly soft, Ric reached up and rolled Barry on to his stomach. He crawled up and started to massage his back, with his hard cock and full balls nestled on Barry’s crack. It wasn’t a professional massage, but Ric’s hands rubbed and dug into Barry’s back and it took only a few minutes before Barry was moaning again. Ric’s cock was rubbing between the two mounds and after several minutes Ric moved down Barry’s body and was rubbing his lower back with his hands. His hands moved lower and then he started massaging his ass and thigh muscles and chuckled when Barry pushed his ass up. Ric wondered if this top daddy was up for a little bottom action and pried his ass apart while still massaging his butt muscles. Ric leaned down and blew on the exposed hole and was happy when he didn’t get any protests. He got closer and licked up from Barry’s balls up to his hole and licked and nursed on the pucker. He kept adding more spit and then working it in with his tongue and fingers. Ric moved back up Barry’s body and then laid on top of him, with his cock wedged between the crack. His hips rocked slowly and he whispered into Barry’s ear “You want this, Barry?” Ric pressed his cock deeper into the crack and continued humping. Barry just moaned, so Ric continued. Ric’s cock would catch on Barry’s hole and then pop out. A trail of precum was mixing with his spit around Barry’s hole and a dozen strokes later, his cock pushed into the wet opening. “Oh my god” Barry said breathlessly. Ric smiled and said “That feels good, doesn’t it?” and Barry quickly replied “Mmmhmm.” Second by second, centimeter by centimeter Ric’s cock got deeper inside Barry. Each stroke was short but eventually Rick had half of his cock pistoning into Barry. The moans were interspersed with the occasional grunt as Ric’s thick cock stretched Barry open a little more. Ric decided to go for broke and the thrusts got longer and deeper. Barry remained in moan and groan mode as the strokes got harder. Ric didn’t get all the way inside, he kept nudging against Barry’s inner ring and that seemed to be the limit of how deep Barry would let him fuck. Ric started pounding harder and the two were bouncing on the bed from each thrust. Ric could feel his balls start to tighten and knew he had to ask. “You want me to pull out Barry?” Ric asked as his cock drove in and out of Barry’s ass. He got a moan back so he gave several more deep strokes into Barry’s ass. “I’m getting close Barry. Should I pull out?” Another moan and he kept thrusting. “Last chance Barry or I’ll breed your ass with my poz cum” Ric said breathlessly. The response was a louder moan and then Barry pushed his ass up to meet Ric’s inward shove. Ric was now balls deep, past the second ring and it triggered his body. His cock pulsed and ropes of charged seed shot deep into Barry’s neg hole. Ric could feel Barry’s hole twitching and knew he was unloading onto the bed. It milked more of Ric’s diseased sperm into Barry’s guts while Barry kept moaning. His balls were empty and he was still hard deep inside Barry’s hole. He thrust in slowly a few times and then pulled out, rolling over next to Barry. Barry looked over to Ric with a wicked grin. “You are one dirty boy. I bet you really got off on breeding my neg hole” Barry said. “You didn’t stop me and seemed to enjoy it. I gotta keep the customer happy” Ric replied. “Kinda hard to tell you to stop when it feels that good” Barry said as he leaned over and licked Ric’s cock. “You can always hit the clinic and get treated, just don’t wait more than a day or two” Ric said. “So you’re not undetectable?” Barry asked. “Nope” Ric replied with a devilish grin. A look of panic came over Barry’s face. “Fuck!” he yelled out. He moved over and pushed Ric’s legs up. He may have looked pissed, but his cock said “turned-on.” Before Ric knew what was happening, Barry’s cock was slammed all the way into him. “You fucker! You’re trying to poz me up?” Barry growled. He pulled back and rammed back in. “I’m gonna fucking wreck that cunt of yours!” Barry yelled. Ric was now the one with a look of panic on his face. Barry was pounding his ass as hard as he could. “Grudge fuck” was all that Ric could think of. Each thrust seemed to be as rough as Barry could muster and Ric’s head was now banging into the headboard. “UGH UGH UGH” Barry was grunting as the two bodies slammed together. It went on for ten minutes, then fifteen and almost twenty minutes. “FUUUUCCCCKKK!” yelled out Barry as he buried his cock in as deep as he could and unleashed another load into Ric’s hole. Ric looked up and Barry still looked pissed. This didn’t seem to be a role play of the pissed off guy that just got pozzed by surprise. Barry pushed off and plopped down on the bed, not looking back at Ric. Ric slid off the side of the bed and went to the bathroom and soaked a washcloth and wiped off. He came out and got dressed. Not a word had been spoken. He started walking to the door when Barry said “Don’t forget the envelope.” “You sure? This didn’t go like I thought it would” Ric replied. “Me either but it was the hottest fuck I’ve had in a long time” Barry replied. Ric grabbed the envelope and went to the door. “You know how to contact me if you want a repeat. Bye” Ric said as he walked out the door. His heart was racing and his breathing was labored as he walked down the hall. He got into the elevator and fell back against the wall of the car, feeling his heart pound in his chest. Ric went down to the lobby and then out on to the street. He leaned against the building and texted his dad “Done. Pick me up pls.”

5. Hector I looked at the clock. It was 7:45. The sun was already shining bright. It had been ninety minutes since the faggot boy up on 54 had carefully crept out of the building. It was the advantage of the motion sensing system; even as lazy as I was, I still saw most of what happened in the early hours. But it was getting busier. If he came home much later, I wasn't going to get a chance to fuck him over. I shifted slightly in my seat. My dick was definitely in the mood to fuck him over, and it was making even sitting a bit uncomfortable. Just as soon as I adjusted myself, I looked at the screen. The faggot boy was coming back. I killed the key reader at the back. He was going to have to come in through the front. Come in through me. He went up to the door, swiped his card, and nothing happened. He swiped it again, before noticing the LED wasn't even lit. He stood up, and started to head to the front. Just to fuck with him, I turned the reader back on just as soon as he rounded the corner. If he went back, it would be mysteriously working again. But I didn't have to bother. He came straight in, right up to me. "Hey, you know the card reader in the back isn't working?" I tried not to laugh. His fake bravado was undercut by the cum dried on his face. "I've heard that. We've got someone coming to look at it soon. In the meantime, let's double check your card is working right." I stood up and motioned the boy to follow me into the storage room in the back. He knew exactly what I had planned for him and he followed me without another word. "Your card," I asked, as I carefully locked the door behind us. He handed it over to me. His swagger from thirty seconds ago was gone. Another minute, he'd be on his knees, sucking my cock. Another five minutes, and I'd be fucking his hole hard, deep, and raw. "You're out early today," I said. "What were you doing?" He looked down; he was properly embarrassed about what he had been doing even without saying a word. "Oh, I was hanging out with friends." He tried to be nonchalant about it. "At 8:00am?" I asked. I leaned up against one of the storage racks. It was filled with packages residents still hadn't yet picked up. "Was one of your friends named Tina?" "Yeah," he said, sheepishly. He still wasn't meeting my eyes. This was hardly the first time he had told me about partying. "From the cum smeared across your face, seems like you had a good time." "Yeah," he repeated, still looking down. This wasn't even the first time he had been back here with me. He was still fully dressed; it was presumptuous of a faggot like him to not have already stripped down for me. "Bet you need more," I said. "Strip, faggot." That I even had to ask was a mistake he was going to atone for soon enough. He pulled off his shirt. His shorts were riding low enough that I could see the waist band of his jockstrap and his pubes sticking out from under it. But his chest was just as smooth as ever. "Shorts too," I said. "Your ass is your best asset." "Yes, sir," he said. At least he hadn't forgotten how to address a real man. "Show me your hole," I said. He turned away from me, spread his legs and bent over. His ass cheeks were perfect: half melons, hard from muscle, framed by the straps of his jock. He reached back and pulled one cheek to the side. The simple act gave me a clear view of his hole, smooth and hairless, ready to welcome my uncut brown cock and my thick Latino cum. "You're gonna get fucked, faggot," I said. "Please, Sir," he said, grabbing his other cheek. His hole was completely exposed, and my dick was throbbing in my pants. All that was important was I needed to get my dick into his hole. I didn't even bother stripping down; I just unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. Through his legs, the cocksucker stared as my dick emerged, his eyes locked on my shaft. "Put it in me," he murmured. "All the way in your culo," I said. "You already seeded?" "No. Just sucked my bud off." His legs were starting to shake a bit; he was tweaking hard, and he needed something to focus on. I knew just the thing to help him. I walked over to where he was bent over and lined up my cock with his hole. I spit on it a few times; he deserved a bit of lube. "Fuck. Be slow." "Why," I started, and pressed my dick against his hole. "Should," I continued, as I rammed into him, brutally opening him up. "I." Two inches of my shaft disappeared into his hole. "Care." Another five inches entered his body. "Fuck," he gasped. "Not so..." he started. But I cut him off. "Shut the fuck up, faggot. No one cares what a cocksucker says." I paused for a second, mostly to enjoy the sensation of a hot, wet hole welcoming my dick. The shift had been utterly boring, and it was nice to have some fun right before I had to head back home. It was particularly nice to be able to pound this particular faggot's hole. He had been out of town for a few days, and I had missed the way his hole sucked in my dick and then milked it dry. This was the natural order of the world, a man like me enjoying some stupid faggot's body. I pushed the last inch of my dick into the young man's hole. He gasped but that only made my cock harder. "You still got any favors?" I asked. "Yeah," he said. "I do. Pipe's empty, but I've got some more tina." "My pipe's just fine," I said. I pulled my dick out. It was clean, although already shiny with spit and ass juice. "Get me your stash, and bend over the desk." He pulled a zippered case out of his shorts. He opened it and pulled out a small baggie. It was full of water-clear crystals. It had been years since I had been able to enjoy; I got tested too often on this job to risk partying any longer. But it didn't mean I didn't enjoy getting a faggot fucked up and revel in the depravity that ensued. "Give it here," I said. He handed it over without protest. From the weight, I guessed it was nearly five grams; the faggot wasn't messing around today. "And fucking bend over," I repeated, when he hesitated and instead watched what I was doing with the tina. "Yes sir," he said meekly and bent over the desk, his head pressed against the smooth wood surface, his face carefully bent away from me. I opened the bag of crystal, and removed a single small shard. Still, it was going to be more than enough for what I had planned. I stuck my pinky under my foreskin, lifting it up just enough to stick the shard underneath. It would melt a bit, and give me a bit of a high. But most of it would land in the poor tweaker boy's ass, pushing him sky-high. It scratched a bit, and the familiar burn came soon after. I spit on my dick twice, then lined it up with my boy's asshole. "Fucking take it, puta," I grunted, as I pressed my dick back into his hole. There was just enough spit for it to enter easily. But, at about inch four, I felt my foreskin slide back. The motion released my dickhead's first mind-altering payload directly into the faggot's tender asshole. "Fuck," the boy said. "You fucking dosed me." "I'm sorry," I said. I slapped his ass just in case he needed to be reminded of who was in charge here. "I didn't hear what you said." "Fuck," he hissed under his breath. I pushed my dick a bit deeper, feeling the shard scrape against our shared skin. He gasped, but managed to force himself to speak. "Thank you, Sir." "Hell yeah," I said. I pushed my dick the rest of the way in, feeling my pre-cum begin to drip. It was helping to lube up the boy and to melt the crystal. "You're gonna get a big fucking load. Straight from my goddamn Latin dick." "Fuckin' A!" he yelped. I slapped his ass. I didn't want anything interrupting this, or at least not before I had gotten my nut off in him. "Better remember how to enjoy it," I said. "Cause I'm not stopping until I cum in that tweaked-out ass of yours." I slid out a few inches, then shoved my dick back into the boy. As I did so, the shard broke up. I hardly cared. If anything, the smaller fragments would get absorbed far faster and that meant I could properly rape-fuck the faggot. "And I'm not pulling out, either." "Please Sir," he gasped. I reached under him and grabbed his balls. Like his cock, they had shrunk a bit under the influence of the crystal. I squeezed them, just hard enough to remind him who was in charge. "Fuck, Sir. Please Sir. Give me your load." He struggled a little bit, but not enough to matter. It only served to force my shaft deeper into his body. "That's what I like to hear, tweaker boy," I said. I squeezed his balls a little harder. His ass clenched, as he struggled to deal with the pain. My dick twitched in reaction and dripped more pre-cum into him. From previous encounters, I knew he was a total slut. The dried cum on his face only re-enforced that perception. I hoped the next guy liked sloppy seconds, because by the time I had finished seeding his hole, he was going to be burping cum. "And stop fighting it. We both know you love getting fucked hard." He relaxed slightly, and I took the opportunity to slam my dick deep into his guts. He immediately clenched back up, but it only served to lock my dick right in place in his ass. "Just take it faggot," I said, grabbing his waist, and levering myself another half inch into his body. His body was completely my play thing now, and I wasn't going to take anything less than full domination. For both of us, me dominating him was the right thing to do. Faggots were always happier when they had a real man's cock in their mouth or ass and men were always happier when they didn't have to hold back. He wasn't the only arrogant faggot in the building. They acted so superior, until they saw my dick and then they were powerless to say no to anything I asked of them. I started dosing guys three years ago. A year later, I stopped bothering with condoms. It was bareback or nothing. If anything, they started coming more often. Another year, and I stopped listening to them tell me how it felt. All that was important was how it felt for me. I pulled my dick out and slammed it back in. His ass struggled to take me in, but that was part of the attraction. Something taken by force is delectable and satisfying than the plain banality of something freely given. His sudden grunts were all I needed to power through a hard-pounding, deep-dicking hole raping. He struggled for a bit, before my anal assault became too much. I was surprised that he had lasted as long as he did. The tina must have been really kicking in. "Fuck, Sir, Please Sir," he grunted. My dick twitched. There was nothing like a tweaked-out faggot begging for cock that made me drip pre-cum. The utter depravity of a man giving it up for another man, not just allowing me to do this to him, but begging me. "Fuck me, Sir," he repeated over and over again. It was his prayer to the only god he recognized or understood, a man's cock. I pushed my dick in, and held it there. "You want more?" I asked, letting a bit of pre-cum drip out. "Please Sir," he said. The certainty was no longer there. He remembered what had happened times before, when his god was a vengeful god. L pressed my weight against his hole, and my shaft sunk in deeper. He moaned, it was hard to tell if it was from pleasure or pain. It was harder for me to care which it was. His hole felt just fine squeezing and milking my shaft. "Um," he started. "Um, Maybe," he continued. It was hard for him to get the words out. "I'm not sure." It was now clear it wasn't pleasure any longer. It's hurting a bit." I moaned in pleasure. There was something about eliciting that reaction from him that felt like I had just unlocked a personal accomplishment. I pulled out from his hole. Not all the way, but enough to make him think it might be over. "Oh?" I asked. I gently stroked his hole with my shaft. "You know, we don't have to do this. Ever." I put the emphasis on the last word. I had always made it clear with my faggots that they were free to say no. But their "no" would be final. I'd never touch them again. I can't say it wasn't difficult; when some of the pitiful little faggots came back begging, it was often hard to say no, to busting them up and reminding them what pitiful beasts they were. "But, it's.... it’s so big," he grunted. I smiled and pushed it back into him. "You're hurting me," he grunted. His face was pressed up against the desk with his left cheek pressing against the dusty surface. His face was rigid in pain. My dick was rigid in pleasure. "Oh?" I asked. I started slowly but intently slam-fucking him. Each forceful thrust into his guts elicited a yelp, but despite it, he didn't tell me to stop. "I think I'm enjoying this fuck," I said, as I fell into a steady rhythm of sliding into him, dripping some pre-cum, then pulling out. "Fucking want to pound you," I said, slowly picking up the pace. "Please, Sir," he moaned. But this time, there was no longer the anger and fear in his voice. The crystal I had dosed him with had melted and it was now kicking in. It was the perfect timing; I needed to get off, but I wasn't interested in holding him down. "Breed me Sir, the faggot moaned. With those words, he had given himself completely over to me. "Fucking breed you," I replied. "Breed that faggot hole hard," I grunted as I slammed the entire length of my dick into his hole. He gasped, his eyes widened, but yet, he still managed to clamp that hole tight around my dick. "Breed that faggot hole deep," I grunted as I pulled out and pushed back in, breaking down the last of his resistance to my manhood. "Please Sir, breed me. Give me your seed, Sir." The crystal had worked its magic, and he was now in full-fledged cum slut mode. He would do anything, pay almost any price to get the next load. I checked my watch. Unfortunately, I had only a few more minutes before the next shift would be arriving. I wouldn't be able to put the slut through his full paces, but, there was no way I was going to pass up the chance to nut in him at least once. "Please, Sir," he repeated. His voice was unnaturally even and expressionless. It was the same for his eyes. They were still open, but they were focused on some distant, unknowable point. The crystal had taken him away, and he was lost somewhere in his own world. I slapped his ass hard, and slammed my dick back into him. I didn't want him escaping the utter reality of my fuck. "Fuck!" he grunted, as he jerked back to the inescapable present. "Oh God," he continued. "Fucking big dick," he said. At the last minute, he remembered what he needed to be saying. "Thank you, Sir." I laughed. It was just pure, animal joy. I had gotten my dick up some guy's hole, and he was begging me to cum inside him. I would head some satiated and happy, the faggot would walk home exhausted, sore, and filled with sperm. I hadn't meant the laugh to come across cruel; it was just a laugh. Besides, my need to fuck hard was just as valid as the fag's need to be raped. There was no cruelty in maintaining the proper order of nature. "Just," he started. I slammed my dick into him, and he gasped. "No," I said. "I'm gonna get off the way I want to." Unlike some sluts, he took my cock mostly uncomplaining. I hated a faggot who constantly complained and was not above using some duct tape to keep him quiet. My dick throbbed. As much as I wanted to prolong the pleasure, I was already working on borrowed time. I needed to be at the front desk when the next shift arrived. "Hell yeah," I grunted, and slammed my dick in and out a few times. I finally settled with my cockhead nestled deep in the fag's hole. I held it there for a second, feeling how hot his hole was. I had never used a condom on him. I always fuck a faggot bareback and yet, they never seemed to get knocked up. The entire length of my dick tingled. I pulled out half an inch and then shoved it back in. It was the last bit of stimulation I needed and the monster between my legs took over. My balls clenched up tight and my staff thickened. I heard the fag gasp. "Fucking going to breed you," I said and slammed my dick all the way into his hole. He gasped again. I responded by shooting the first spurt of cum deep in his hole. "Fucking." I shot another spurt of man-juice into his hole. "Breeding." One more jet was injected deep in his hole. "You." I stopped any pretense of speaking, and just unloaded in his ass. Two more spurts landed inside of the cocksucker, then a third and fourth. My orgasm seemed to go on forever, through several more jets of cum. It was the way a real man came. It was intense, demanding, and uncompromising. "Fuck," the fag grunted, his entire body shivering from intensity of my orgasm. "Fuck, please," he moaned. I couldn't tell if he was begging for more, or for less. I went with more, and pushed all the way back into him, and unleashed several more jets. "Fill me up," he grunted. "Fucking fill me with your seed." He had that distant look again. The crystal had convinced him that he wasn't being fucked; it was just his body going through a rough bit. I checked my watch. I had only a few more minutes, and I couldn't get caught for this. It wasn't enough time to fuck him properly, but there was more than enough time to properly fuck him up. "You want it all, faggot?" I ask. "Yeah," he says, his voice once more distant. "Please, Sir. I want it all." I was even getting his permission to fuck him over. I grabbed the little bag of crystal, and extracted another thick shard from it. The cocksucker was already tweaked. This was going to put him into fucking orbit. I almost wished my shift was not coming to an end because it was going to be hot to watch the parade of men arrive to fuck him, then leave not twenty minutes later. "You're going to get it, faggot," I said. I started to pull my dick out of his hole. I was careful not to let any of the cum that I had just injected into him drip out of his hole. It was important that the cocksucker make my fluids part of his body. "Get damn everything," I said, as another few inches of my dick emerged from his hole. It was wet and glossy from the cum, and still impressively thick and hard. "Please, don't pull out," he said. But it was too late. With a wet popping sound, my dickhead slipped from his hole. I silently counted how long it took for his hole to close back up. One second went by, and I could still see the pool of cum in his anus. Then two and three seconds, and his hole tightened up enough to hide the cum. Only after five long and slutty seconds did his ass finally close up. My dick was the one with the power and it had done this to the faggot. My dick twitched in pleasure. "Just wait," I said. I pinched the shard between my thumb and forefinger. I had barely brushed my fingers against his but that it opened up and let me push in. I pushed in past two knuckles before pausing, but eventually, both fingers and their potent cargo were palm-deep in his hole. "There," I said. I released the shard, and carefully pushed the crystal a bit deeper in his hole. "Ooooof," he muttered. "What's that?" I pulled back and quickly found his prostate. I rubbed it twice, which was all he needed to start moaning in pleasure. It would be a minute or two before the warmth really kicked in and he realized that I had dosed him. "Fuck," I said. I slapped his ass; when he looked back, he saw me glancing at my watch. "Gotta get back to work, faggot. Get dressed." He paused, longer than any cocksucker should ever think about an order. I slapped his ass. "Get dressed," I repeated. I stuffed my cock into my underwear and got dressed again. The cocksucker pulled up his shorts, barely even trying to hide his freshly-fucked hole. The cocksucker grabbed the bag of crystal off the desk; I doubt he noticed that there were two fewer shards in it. He looked at me like he was expecting something. "You know what to do," I said. "Yes, Sir," he said. I walked out of the storage area, and back to my desk. Luckily, I was still alone. Which meant that the next shift was now officially late. One minute later, the faggot stepped out of the storage room, closed the door behind him, and went straight to the elevator. I would always watch him, but he had never returned my gaze. Today was no different; he stared down, like he was embarrassed by what he had just done. I looked at my watch again. I laughed. I had gotten my rocks off and I was getting overtime. Not a bad start to my Saturday.

Got invited by a FB on bbrt to attend one of the local parties while I am in Atlanta this week. I have (tried) to hold parties like this before and frankly my results suck! So i went with pretty low expectations. It was a pretty usual set up..hotel room with door that opens to the outside, door unlocked. When i walked in 4 guys were already on one of the beds all tangled up rimming and sucking each other. My thought was this is a pretty good start...i quickly stripped and joined in. In a few the guy that invited me got there, he has a massive cock. Long and fat. Yes. Right after he stripped a hot black guy shows up he’s dressed like he just left work and is stopping off for a quickie before going home. At this point i am on the side of the bed getting plowed by the other guys there. The black guy is hot and i wanted him. I managed to get near him and he started rubbing my ass and another bottom laying next to me. He slipped in me and gave me a nice fuck before switching to the other bottom next to me. He switched back and forth for a few minutes. He entered me and really started pounding, i thought “he’s ready to get off and bounce”. My intuition was right. Dude started pounding me and I was holding his cock tight in my hole. At this point all of the guys are standing around watching us fuck and me get bred. Last few thrusts and he unloads in me. Pulls out, wipes off, gets dressed and leaves. My buddy that invited me starts fucking the other bottom and he can barely take his big tool. Then I got fucked by another of the tops and he quickly unloads in me. By this time, the room is pretty full and action is going on all around. Mostly sucking and some fucking. It’s early still. The hung daddy decides to move over to me and we start kissing and he tells me how much he loved watching the bbc unload in my hole. He says it’s his turn. I get on my back, raise my legs over his shoulders as he slowly glides in. This guy’s dick is so big most of the other guys stop and come over to watch. I am taking it like a champ. After starting missionary, he puts me on all fours for a bit. The other guys are encouraging him to pound me harder. He tells me to lay flat face down and he crawls on top of me. I am 5’10” tall and this guy is prob 6’3” and 30-40 lbs heavier and he has all of his weight on me as he starts to assault my ass. This makes the other guys really get into watching me and encouraging him to breed me. After a bit, he starts to tense up and i know he’s close. He starts to shake and unload deep in my bowels. Within the first 45 minutes i had 3 loads and my ass is dripping. I took a break but the party didn’t. Was surprised how many guys ended up attending. Overall probably 20+ guys showed throughout the evening with a good variety of tops, bottoms and vers guys. All shapes and sizes. I watched the other guys give and take loads, it was so hot! All of the guys were engaging with everyone. No attitudes, everyone was there to feed their lust for man sex. At one point, there were 3 of us bottoms lined up doggy style around a bed and guys were taking turns fucking us. It as much as a mental turn on for me as physical turn on watching all of these complete strangers having intimate acts together randomly. As a true cumdump does, i stayed almost until the end. Guys (especially these guys) really like my hairy tight ass so i got fucked by all of the tops and vers guys so prob 16-17 of them. I took at least 7 loads for sure cause my ass was dripping cum profusely after 3 hrs. I went back to my hotel room and got a text from a fuck bud i met before. He’s 28 y/o small framed black guy with a very long uncut cock. I am 51 and he really likes Daddy/Son role play. I tell him my hole is loaded already, he doesn’t care. In a few minutes he’s walking into my hotel room with my door unlocked and ass in the air dripping still. He rims me and tastes my jizz filled hole. He’s really turned on and starts kissing and slobbering cum all over my face. We start the role play and he is totally turned on. This kid fucks like his cock is a pistol, he rams it in over and over and tries to go deeper with each thrust. He fucks me for 45 minutes in every position possible and keep the daddy/son fantasy talk going to keep him turned on even more. I am flipped over on my back and am in missionary when he starts to pound with everything he has. My ass is pretty sore at this point so i am encouraging him to breed me. He starts breathing and sweating, eyes roll in his head and ropes of cum are blasting in my already full ass. He keeps his cock in and I feel 2 more smaller blasts. After he pulls out, he jumps in the shower and is off to see his lover. BEST TUESDAY EVER!

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

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

Not ridiculous at all. Anal pap smears are the male equivalent to women pap smears. We all get HPV when we get fucked raw and it can develop into cancer in some rare cases. With anal pap smears they can easily asses if there are any precancerous cells in there or not.

A Weekend Away. I’m Greg, and I’ve been together with my boyfriend Aiden for almost five years now. I was his second serious relationship. When he was at college he had a relationship with a guy named Brandon but it did not work out for a number of reasons. Perhaps one of the major ones was that Aiden is a total bottom, and Brandon wanted to get fucked too from time to time. Aiden is a very jealous guy and insists on absolute monogamy, but Brandon wanted more variety in his life, variety which included getting fucked by other guys. After they broke up they remained good friends and still keep in touch. In some ways, Aiden and I have a similar problem to what Brandon and he did. Basically we are both bottoms and sex ends up being blowjobs and cuddling, with the odd attempt at fucking being a disaster. Aiden insists on using condoms and I cannot get hard wearing one. My sex life generally consists of jerking off to internet porn when Aiden is not around. I was scheduled to spend a week at a conference in the same city as Brandon and his husband Ben, and was surprised when Aiden told me that he had contacted Brandon that I would be visiting and suggested that we meet up. I had never met the guys, but had talked with them on the phone. We had all become friends on Facebook and they had lots of pictures of themselves and their friends. They were two hot hunks! I wondered if Brandon and Ben had the sort of “open” relationship that Brandon had insisted on and that Aiden couldn’t stomach. I had no plans to find out but I must admit that I was curious. It had been a long time since I had been properly fucked! After some to-and-froing of emails and text messages, I arranged to meet them at the hotel I was stating at, and they would take me out for a drink at a local gay bar or two. I was waiting in front of the lobby at the designated time when I saw a their car pull up. They got out to greet me and I didn’t want to believe what I saw even though I recognized them from photographs. Both Brandon and Ben were hotter than fuck with tight t-shirts and pants that showed of their bulging crotches and asses. I had tried to look as good as I could and was wearing tight faded blue jeans showing off my massive bulge and a tight white t-shirt. One look at them and my mouth started to go dry, and I immediately started fantasizing about being fucked by them. I didn’t want to cheat on Aiden, but I really needed to be fucked so badly. I think they noticed that I couldn’t stop staring at their crotches. Ben hopped into the back seat and I sat beside Grant in the front. Brandon started describing the various local bars but I just grinned at him. "I've had a long day. You said you guys live close by and I'd like to see your place and get to know you better in a quiet environment. If you have something alcoholic to drink why don't we just go to your place." Just looking at those two sexy guys was starting to make me hard. I am not sure what I was thinking of, certainly I had no plans of cheating on Aiden but they were SO sexy. The more we talked about this and that the harder I got. We got to their place and as we walked from the car to the front door making small talk I could not help but notice what nice butts they had in their tight pants. Brandon’s tight khakis clearly showed the lines of the jock that he was wearing, and Ben’s jeans fitted in a way that emphasized his bubble butt and the cleft between. I’m not really a top but I would have to say both of them were fuckable! It was so long since Aiden and I had had any sort of sex that I was as horny as hell, enough to turn top for the night. Fuck! What was I thinking! Cheating! Nope. I had broached the subject of opening our relationship to Aiden several time and every time it ended in tears and shouting. I loved Aiden too much to fuck up our relationship, even though I ended up spending way too much time jerking off to porn. Always bareback porn as that is hotter and it since it was all a fantasy to me, it may as well be risky. Brandon and Ben were not making things any easier! Brandon whispered something in Ben’s ear and Ben put his hand down the back of Brandon’s jeans. It almost looked like he was fingering his hole, making me jealous of their obvious displays of affection. Brandon opened the door and we all entered. Brandon waved us towards the couch. “Why don’t you guys get comfortable on the couch while I get us each a beer? We have all sorts? Any preference?” I responded “An IPA if you have one”. “Sure, we had a few in the fridge.” Was his response as he left the room. I looked around the room. Nicely decorated in a clean modern style, but I could not help noticing the porn DVDs lying around on the coffee table where no-one could miss them: “Bareback Blond Boyfriends”, “Raw Cheating Lovers” and a few others including “Raw Load Takers.” One night when Aiden was at a work function I had found a copy of “Raw Load Takers” online and I knew its plot line. Guys hanging out in parks and men’s rooms getting fucked bare by anonymous strangers. An interesting choice of videos for a married couple. There was also a small bowl with condoms and a bottle of lube on a side table, which I thought a rather odd thing to leave in a living except if they regularly hooked up with other guys. The condoms were a contrast to the DVDs though. Brandon returned with the beers and gave me one. “Go slow, they are strong. They’re 8% alcohol. You’ve had a long day. We wouldn’t want you to get out of control.” I felt a twinge of excitement at the suggestion that I might “get out of control” and I said something to change the subject. “Wow. Bareback porn. Aiden won’t let me buy any, as he says you shouldn’t reward them for promoting unsafe sex.” Brandon just smiled. “Well, if you like we can watch one. I know you want to watch one.” I was conflicted. Forbidden fruit was calling. “But only if you want to. We won’t try anything. We're married.” Brandon was standing directly in front of me with his bulging crotch at eye level. I looked straight at him. “No, of course not.” I paused, then continued “You choose a good one, one that you like.” He slipped “Raw Cheating Lovers” into the DVD player. His choice of title made me wonder if he was planning anything. Whatever my mind was trying to tell me my body had other ideas and glancing down I saw an obvious shiny circle of pre-cum leaking through my jeans. I covered it with my left hand so that they would not notice. We made small talk and sipped our beers for a few minutes as the movie developed. At about the point when the first cheating boyfriend snuck out of the house to hook up with a trick he met on Grindr, Brandon spoke quite casually, as if it was a coincidence. “You know of course, that Aiden and I broke up about the whole question of monogamy. I wanted some variety, and he couldn’t deal with it. He has phoned me more than once to cry on my shoulder about fights that you guys have had about the issue. Did you ever sort it out?” I did not know what to say, and it was hard to hide the raging erection in my jeans. “Uh, it sort of blew over. We don’t talk about it, but I haven’t had sex with anyone else.” Brandon just smiled and made sure I saw as he re-arranged his massive bulge in his jeans to make it more comfortable. We sat in silence for a moment or two watching the move and when the first trick shot his load into the first cheating lover I had to admit to them how hot the movie was. “Fuck, I don’t know when last I watched bareback porn on a screen bigger than my cellphone. It’s hot!” Brandon laughed. “Yeah, like cocks, the bigger the better.” The action on the screen was had gotten me stimulated, as the bulge in my pants now stretched out in a fat straight line almost as far as my jean pocket and I had also had to make some adjustments for comfort. I had been stealing glances at Ben and Brandon’s crotches all the way through the conversation, and now all three of us were rock hard. This was starting to get awkward, although I have to admit that I was totally turned on by what was happening. I asked them the question that had been brewing all evening: “You guys are obviously really into bareback porn. Maybe even as much as I am. Do you bareback each other? Aiden and I still use condoms even though we have never slept with anyone outside of our relationship. At least, I know I haven’t.” Ben answered. “Yes, we got tested after we got married. Only with each other. We don’t fuck around.” I wondered if that was true, considering that both of them seemed to be getting turned on by me with my obviously swollen package watching porn with them and the convenient supply of condoms and lube. As the screen showed the bottom’s wrecked ass leaking cum from an internal cum shot I realized that I wanted to be fucked and take a load or two more than anything. “So which of you guys is a top? Aiden and I are both bottoms, which sucks.” I didn’t mean to say it in a way that implied that I wanted to be fucked by them, but it came out that way. Ben and Brandon were obviously thinking along the same lines as they both answered. “Both of us.” Great! "So who bottoms?" "Both of Us. We're versatile." I looked at the rock hard bulge in Brandon’s thin khaki pants. "So you guys bareback. Does it really feel so much better than with condoms?" This line of discussion was obviously turning Brandon on as he started leaking pre-cum and creating a slick patch around his cock head. "Fuck Yeah", He responded. "The only thing that feels better than pumping your load into a juicy ass is having someone fill your gut with his sperm." By now his cock was drooling so much that the patch was about the size of a quarter and very obvious and I could barely take my eyes off it. I also pre-cum a lot and if anything, the wet patch on my jeans was bigger than his! Brandon looked straight at me and said. "By the looks of things the movie and the conversation have got you quite stimulated." For a fraction of a second I panicked about what I knew was about to happen as I realized what it was that I wanted so badly and that Brandon and Ben were more than willing to give it to me. Brandon continued. “Based on what you're packing in your jeans you should try to top more. There's lots of guys that would love to have that up their ass.” I didn’t respond to that but asked. "I want to see you guys fuck bareback. I've never seen it live and up close before. I’ll just watch you guys and jerk off. Brandon chuckled. “When you see how hot it is, you’ll want to be fucked!” Inkew it to be true, but I wasn’t ready for bareback yet. “Then you can fuck me with a condom. I've never cheated on Aiden before, but we'll be safe and he'll never know.” Ben needed no encouragement and started stripping down to his black and red jock briefs. His ass looked really hot framed by the cutout at the back. Brandon undressed a little more slowly, putting on a show for me. I made no moves to undress but was rubbing my cock through my pants. Brandon went straight for Ben’s ass and started eating it out and getting it nice and wet ready for fucking. I had now unzipped my pants and was working my dick with my hand and it was now drooling copious amounts of pre-cum. Ben bent over forward and exposed his hole and I could see it was well used. I found it a surprising turn on, something I did not expect. Brandon spat on his hand and slicked up his cock and then spat again into Ben’s hole and slid his bare cock all the way in. I guess he didn’t need lube. By now I had stripped off all my clothes and was naked on the couch with my ass over the edge jerking my meat while I watched Brandon fuck Ben inches away from me. The sight of his fat raw dick sliding in and out of Ben’s hole was an incredible turn-on, coupled with the juicy and wet sounds of the fucking. The more they fucked, the slicker Brandon’s cock became as if Ben was pre-lubed. I thought for a moment that perhaps Ben already had a load up his ass and I almost came at the thought. Brandon whispered something in Ben's ear and Ben turned around and started kissing me on the mouth while Brandon pulled out of his ass. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Brandon grab a condom from the side table, tear open the packet and roll it over his dick I heard the pop of the cap on the bottle of lube and I heard the slick sounds of lube being applied over the condom. Then he went down between my legs where I could not see him, as Ben was deep tonguing my mouth. I felt him slather my hole with lube. Brandon moved forward and I felt his cock head pressing against my hole. It felt different some how to when Aiden fucked me. Brandon is uncut, and Aiden is cut, but that shouldn’t really make a difference with a condom. Of course, the only thing that had been up may ass in the last few months was one of my selection of dildos. After seeing the size of Brandon’s rock hard dick, I was glad that I had spent the last afternoon at home with the largest one up my chute! Brandon started slowly probing my anus with his dick and I relaxed and felt a brief moment of pain as the fat dick head started spreading my anal sphincter and forcing its way in. The sensation of Brandon’s fat cock sliding up my anal passage stretching out the walls to the maximum and then up to and past the inner sphincter was intense, and made me realize how much I missed it in Aiden and my relatively sexless relationship. “Oh fuck, that feels so good. Damn!” I uttered as he bottomed in my colon and I felt his crotch slam against my butt cheeks. Both of them chuckled before Brandon spoke. “You like my dick filling your hole huh?” He was not joking. His massive dick was the best thing I had felt in years, and I don’t think I had ever had a dick that felt that good before. My brief pangs of guilt were rapidly banished by the growing lust in my crotch. He slowly started fucking me with long strokes and I wished I could see his dick sliding in and out but now Ben had gone down on me sucking my dick and his head was in the way. “Fuck yeah, it feels different than when Aiden fucks me. Better. Thicker.” Brandon grinned at me as if he knew something I didn’t. “Maybe it’s because he is really a bottom and doesn’t know how to fuck?” He chuckled and picked up the pace. My dick was starting to leak profusely and moved my hand to start jerking off, but Ben grabbed it and held it away. “No, not yet. Later.” Brandon was fucking me hard and fast while Ben had left my crotch and was deep kissing me again and it did not take more than thirty seconds or so before he started cumming. I then realized why it felt different: I felt seven or eight massive squirts of scalding hot cum against the walls of my bowels for the first time. "Oh fuck. FUCK. Yeah FUCK!" was all I could say. Ben had now conveniently moved out of the way so that I could see Brandon’s cock in my ass. As he slowly pulled out it was obvious that the condom had burst and that his fat cockhead was glistening with his cum. I had suspected something was different when I felt Brandon’s cock slide up my chute, and knew it was bare when I felt cum in my ass but it was still somewhat of a shock as I observed the damage and understood that I had taken a load for the first time. The shock quickly turned to lust. “I guess that’s why it felt so good, it was bareback.” “Yeah,” Brandon responded. “Feels good doesn’t it? Maybe you’d be a top more often if you were not dealing with tight numbing latex on your cock.” My rock hard dick was still drooling pre-cum into the puddle that was forming on my belly. I was obviously not turned off by the idea. Brandon grinned at me. “I’m the only one of us who hasn’t been fucked yet, but also the only one who has cum, so why don’t you try and fuck me? Bareback, of course. And see what it feels like. Put that big dick of yours to good use and you may find that you like topping when you can fuck bare. You can even cum in me.” Ben grinned with agreement. “And then Ben can fuck you and give you his load also.” I was still on my back on the couch and before I could say anything Brandon came over and lowered himself onto my dick, after slicking it up with some of the pre-cum from my belly and cum from my ass. The sensation of my cock sliding up his velvet soft juicy hole was incredible. I almost came on the spot. He started riding me like a champion and I realized how good fucking an ass was, as long as it was raw. It was almost too much for me and it was not long before I shot my first unprotected load deep in Brandon’s gut. Ben was watching all this with his dick in his hand, planning the next move. As Brandon slowly lifted himself off me Ben spoke. “Let’s take a break for a few minutes and then I’ll can fuck you and you can fuck me.” “Bareback?” I asked. “Yeah, of course. Just like I said.” was Brandon’s response. Ben got us each another beer and they told me about their “arrangement”. I wished that Aiden and I could get something like that worked out but I found it strange that after the attempt to use a condom for the first fuck, and which almost immediately broke. Neither Ben nor Brandon pursued their stated “only safe with strangers” rule. Oh well, they did say they had been tested and the result was negative, so it was probably OK. Certainly, I now understood the attraction of barebacking. By the time I had slugged the second beer I had lost all my inhibitions, and Ben had no trouble unapologetically sliding his raw dick into my hole. By the end of the evening I had dumped a load into each of them and they had each loaded me up twice. I totally understood what Brandon had said about raw fucking. Without a condom sliding my bare dick into a juicy cunt was magic. I was going to do a lot more fucking in future, it just was not going to be with Aiden and with a condom. We got together a few more times that week, and each time both of them loaded me up. I wasn’t complaining. Brandon even helped me set up a profile on their favorite bareback hookup site. My last words to them as they dropped me off at the hotel on the last evening was : “I’m not going to say anything to Aiden, but I’m going to start fucking around behind his back, and topping, and giving loads. All bareback of course.” They just grinned at me.

The fuck flu can develop into pneumonia and into other things and even kill you if you don’t get treatment. I had a really bad case when I converted.

I am a total top. Have not met a hole i didn't enjoy and i fuck like i hated the bottom. They always beg for seconds. And thirds.... lol

The idea of a poz "brotherhood" sounds really hot but let's think about why that brotherhood developed. Just like with many other stigmatized minorities, poz men initially bonded over common experiences and hardships, and found comfort in solidarity. It's a great thing that they have that support, but it doesn't mean it's something to aspire to for its own sake. Life is harder being poz -- no way around that. I've known people in the deaf community and it is a tight-knit and supportive one, but I'm not going to deliberately destroy my hearing in order to join it. At present it seems like fun and games -- you can get pozzed and have the option to go on meds before you get sick -- it doesn't seem like a big deal. But we're taking a lot for granted. Treating one HIV+ person costs tens of thousands of dollars a year. (Even if you decide to let yourself die "naturally" it's a costly matter.) The US government currently guarantees HIV treatment through the Ryan White Care Act -- but that is precarious in the current political environment. If the economy goes to shit, things could get ugly. Look at Venezuela, where the collapse of the economy means people who have been healthy undetectable for years are now dying of AIDS. I've been both on and off PrEP, and I understand the powerful erotic pull of men sharing the virus as a way of bonding. But being on PrEP I feel I can bond just as much with both neg and poz guys. Instead of trying to pick a tribe, let's create a big tent where we can welcome both poz guys and PrEPsters into the brotherhood of unbridled pigs. And, in the process, save ourselves and society a lot of unnecessary expense.

Great build up! Lost so many loads to this already and I'm sure it's just going to get better.

Part 3 After the various men had left, the only one left was the first guy that had come in whom I assumed was like the leader or something. He just hummed to himself nonchalantly as he moved about his business. I just watched him with fear and loathing. "I suppose you're wondering exactly what your situation is #40," he said as he wheeled a contraption behind Billy. "Yes you no longer have a name, just a number. You're #40 and your friend is #41. That's how many slave boys I've gone through. And yes, thats what you are now, my property." He looked me in the eyes as he said these words, enjoying the fear he saw in them. "You see, I have a little underground busines selling boys to satisfy the nasty desires of men. So yea, you're not only a slave now, but a whore too. At least you will be after tonight." He chuckled as he lined up the contraption to Billy's ass. It was a machine with a long pole and a large dildo attached to the end. He placed the tip of the fat, fake cock right at Billy's puffy, red hole. "You're friend here is already officially a whore now. Those men last night paid some good money for a first timer. Tonight is your turn." He said, placing headphones over Billy's ears. A tear rolled down my cheek as I shuddered. "This is going to help break your friend into his new position. The headphones have a repeating loop telling him he's a whore now. A worthless faggot cumdump slave. A slave who will crave cock and cum. A slave who will crave pain and degradation. A slave who will serve any man he's sold too." He removed the metal spreader from Billy's mouth and Billy moaned in pain as he closed his jaw for the first time in hours. "Why?" Billy croaked, barely able to speak. "Why us? Please let me go." he cried. "Oh there's no leaving here #41, unless I sell you once you're of no more use to me, or I dispose of you because you're so damaged I can't even do that. Although I always seem to be able to find a buyer. There's always someone wanting a boy to fufill their ultimate darkest fantasies. The slave I just sold went to a couple in New York. They're particularly cruel and he will suffer greatly before he meets his end." Fresh tears rolled down both our cheeks as we listened to our fates. The man just laughed as he picked up another needle and administered it to Billy. Billy went rigid and coughed again as the man pushed a button on the headphones, then walked to the contraption, flipping a switch. The machine kicked on and started plunging the fake cock deeply and harshly in and out of Billy's already sore and ravaged hole. Billy howled as this new torture was inflicted on him. "That should really bust his cunt open. A few hours of this and he won't even know what world he's in anymore. See you in a few hours, sluts." With that the man left. Billy sobbed and wailed as his abused ass was plundered relentlessly. Unlike a man, the machine kept a steady, unwavering pace, shoving what had to be 9 inches all the way in before withdrawing to the tip, forcing the flared head constantly past Billy's puffy, red sphincter, lubed only with cum and blood. I could only hang there and watch my friends torture, fearing my own. I have no idea how long it went on, hours for sure. Billy's sobs eventually became grunts, then nothing as his ass was pulverized beyond feeling. After what seemed like an eternity, the man and Earl finally returned. Ignoring Billy, they started to finally unstrap me. I fell off and into their arms, unable to controll my numb extremeties. They removed the gag and let me down to the floor. I lay there moving my jaw for a few moments before I started to try to crawl toward the door saying "Fuck You!" to the men. They just laughed as Earl landed a hard kick into my balls with his steel toed boots. I doubled over in pain as the two men each grabbed an arm and dragged me across the floor, my bare skin scraping along the cement. They picked me up and placed me on my back in a leather sling, quickly strapping me in, legs in the air. The man grabbed a needle and tied my arm off. I wept knowing this was the end. Earl dropped his pants and spit on his big, hard cock, lining it up to my asshole as the man inserted the syringe, pushed the plunger, and released the band. WHOOSH!!! A wave of electricity flew threw my body as my brain exploded and my lungs seized up, eliciting a deep, wracking cough. The Earl grabbed my thighs and mercilessly plunged his fat, black cock into me. "AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGG" I screamed as a searing pain unlike any I had felt before ripped through my soul. My head thrashed from side to side as my ass burned like it was on fire. "Damn, this is my favorite part of my job!" exclaimed Earl. "Being the first to rip open a young white boy and hear him scream for the first time! The blood is the best!" I knew what he meant, that my asshole was bleeding from being torn apart. I just sobbed and wailed as Earl pounded me as hard as he could. After what felt like an eternity to me, he buried himself as deep as he could and went ridged as he pumped his cum deep inside me. "Feel that boy? Feel that cock spurting deep in your slave cunt? Thats poz cum slut! The same poz cum that shot into your friend yesterday!" I cried as this new realization dawned on me. Although at this point it should have been no surprise. Earl just pulled out and moved to my head, grabbing it. I could see blood and cum coverering his semi hard cock. "Clean it off slave! And don't even THINK of biting it or I will crush your balls with a sledgehammer!" I shook, knowing he meant it, and took his dirty cock in my mouth, trying not get sick as I sucked it clean. The man then entered my burning hole, and pounded me deep and hard. "Call me Master boy! That's my name to you. Master or Sir! Thank me bitch for fucking your slave whore cunt!" I refused and Earls grabbed a riding crop and started hitting my cock and balls as hard as he could till I acquiesced. "Yes Master!" I screamed through my tears. "Thank you Master! Thank you for fucking your whore Sir!" "Thats better slave! You will learn! I will break you, just like I will break your friend, just like I've broken EVERY slaveboy I have captured!" He snarled as he pumped a second load deep in my guts. He too made me clean off his dirty cock. Again I have no clue how many men fucked me that first night, I just know it went on for hours. After my second shot my moans of pain became moans of pleasure. In my fucked up state the cocks raping me started to feel good. I was almost sad each time one pulled out and I felt empty. Oh god, I really WAS a faggot slave whore!

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.

thanks for the comment cman54. it was both scary and exciting to know I had finally succumbed. He was poz, with no meds. Like some other posts on here, once you do it, you want it again, and will be seeing him again at weekend. Will keep you posted on how things go, and thanks again for everyone's support

made the decision to let a poz fuck buddy give me a poz load, now see what guys on here are talking about, realise the risks but it did feel good

(This is fictional for the most part). Part 1 I took the day off to get some errands done and was eating some lunch when the doorbell rang. I had a hard on from watching some porn while eating lunch so I quickly regained my composure and went through the garage since I saw it was a lawn service truck in the driveway. I opened the door and the guy said hi and was pleasant enough, looked at his paper and asked if I ordered a service, I told him I cancelled that order because of the lawn looked and he rolled his eyes and said that this was the fifth time this happened. I explained to him that I talked to a person in the office and told them about the lawn and that the lawn service wouldn’t be needed. So he asked me to show him around which I did. He was heated. He then called his boss to see if he could do another treatment and was told no, which aggravated him more. We kept talking he looked at his watch and said, now I have 3 hours to waste until my next appointment. I asked, did you eat lunch? He said not yet, I said I made some and have plenty, if you want to come in and have some that would take a few minutes away from your time. He hesitated then accepted. We went inside and I offered him a soda or beer, he took the beer, I had one too, made him a plate and served him. He happily ate it and we chatted, I offered him another beer and more food, he had both. An hour passed and he said he should go, I said you can hang out if you like, I was just chillin anyway, want another beer I added? He thought for a few seconds and replied sure, why not. He was kinda rough looking, handsome in a rough way. Hands were rough from work, messy blond hair, early 50s, thin, furry from what I could tell, nice body under the clothes, straight as far as I knew. I took his plate and I turned on the TV and moved to the couch. He followed with is nearly empty beer. He then asked me if I wanted another, I laughed, and said sure. He came back with another for himself too. He sat next to me and we watched TV for a few. He started questioning me about the house, I answered, then he asked for a tour, I showed him around the upstairs, I was kinda nervous to show him the basement, I had a sling and toys in a cabinet. He then asked, if there was a basement, I said yes, he asked to see it, I said sure, what do I have to lose, I brought him down, I only turned on a couple lights. He looked around and then noticed the shiny chains in the corner. He asked, what’s this, I chuckled nervously, nothing really. My ex and me used to play down here and host parties once in a while. Ex he asked? Yes his name was Jack, now thinking he would leave. He said, Jack, Jack the leather guy? I said yes, you know him? He said, yep, I came to a few of your parties he chuckled. I laughed nervously. He then said, those were fun, too bad you don’t host anymore. No need to anymore I replied, and yes they were. He then looked at me and said, I always wanted to fuck you. You knew me then, he said yes, I used to just observe as he would get you in the sling and the guys would fuck you. He always wanted them to fuck you with condoms, what the hell was that about? Well it was his party and I was his boy. I always asked for BB and he would always say his boys don’t get barebacked. He found someone younger and left me. I could see the bulge growing in his work pants. I needed a taste. I then asked him, so you were the guy in the vest and chaps in the corner? He said yes. With that, I walked over, turned on the lights, illuminated the sling and all the toys, I reached into a drawer, pulled out a collar, walked to him, dropped to my knees and looked up at him and asked, would you like to own me sir? I would boy he replied, I only fuck bareback boy, I unzipped his pants and looked up and said, yes sir and took his cock down my throat. His cock engorged my throat; it was fat as a beer can and about 9 inches long. I fucked my throat moaning what a good boy I was. Then told me to get off his cock. I did as I was told and then he ordered me to strip him, which I did. Then told me to strip, which I did. Then he collared me. If I fuck you today, you’re mine forever. I looked up and said, yes sir. He then walked over and got out the electric trimmer and shaved my head. Once he was done, he leaned in and said, I like my boys bald, understood, yes sir I replied. He kissed me and told me he wanted me for the longest time but thought I was gone. He then ordered me to get in the sling. He locked me in. then shaved my ass. He looked at me and asked, what do you want boy; I want you to own me sir. What else do you want? I want you to mark me as yours. What else? I want to give my body and soul to you, mouth and ass, be your dump, urinal and anything else you want. A big evil smile came across his face and he said good boy, I want you too. You will be mine and do as I say. I will love you and take good care of you but you will be my boy and do as your told as well. This is your last chance, no going back after we fuck today, is this what you want? I replied yes sir. He opened the cabinet and pulled out the lube, started to lube his cock and his fingers, slowly fingering my hole. His rough fingers scratching this inside of my ass. I was loving it. He looked at me, asked, this is the last time, no way out, you ready? I replied yes sir please fuck me sir. With this I felt the head of his cock pushing into my hole. Moaning in pain, he leaned in and kissed me and rammed deep all nine inches. Take it like a man he kept repeating. Once he started a rhythm, he kept repeating your mine boy; I’m your maker. Be my maker sir. When I said that I could feel him expand in me. He then said, I’m gonna flood you with cum, you ready? You ready for my aids infested babies? I replied, yes yes, oh wait, what!? He just kept fucking me harder and kissed me. I could do nothing, he felt great pounding my ass, I submitted my all to him, please fuck me sir I said, he pushed all the way in me and screamed out, pumping me full of his cum. He fucked me more and pumped another load in me. Both of us were covered in sweat. He slowly pulled out and I felt a blast of cool basement air flood up my hole. I have to finish my appointments, and then I will be back to fuck you again later baby boy. Btw, I might bring a bud or two tonight, but I want to know I knocked you up, so until you test positive you cant take any other loads. So if they fuck you, it will be with a condom, but we will keep it for your coming out party…. He left me locked in the sling. When will you be back I yelled out, at 7 my son he replied…. So here I wait, tied up and wanting him more.