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After a long drive, Brett and I arrived to the house. It looked like a run down house in the middle of nowhere. I got out of the car and walked towards the house; following Brett. As I got closer, I heard some music and a few people in the house. As I stepped on the chipped paint steps, I looked back and around to notice that we were surrounded by trees as far as I could see. Brett called me to come in, and so I listened and stepped inside the battered screen door. When Brett and I arrived, I was greeted by Xander and another man. The mane said "The name's Roger, but my friends and everyone here calls me Stinger." I thought that was a strange nickname, but I didn't think too much of it. I replied "Hi. Nice to meet you" nervously. 'Stinger' saw my nervousness and assured me to relax and that everyone is friendly here. Stinger said "Relax kid, and try to make friends. Hell walk around and introduce yourself. I'll join you in a moment." As I peer across and into the living room, I saw a large crowd of people in the house. There must have been at least 15 people in the living room, varying from ages and race. At this point, Xander and Brett had told me that they had some party preparation to do in the basement. As I walked around, I saw that everyone was looking at me for a brief moment and continuing on to their previous conversations with others. When I reached the kitchen I saw a few older men who were muscular, and certainly much more masculine than me. I felt feminine just being in the same room as them. I saw most of the men in the kitchen did not have a shirt. I also noticed two other men who looked very sick, so sick that I could see their rib cages pressing their skin. Nonetheless, I smiled and walked to the next section of the house. While I was exploring around the house, I saw Phillip and Brett get into an argument. I kept walking, minding my business. I wanted to make new friends and didn't want to get involved between them. In the back area of the house, I saw a few men smoking cigars, and I couldn't help but to over hear something about "initiating a boy to our brotherhood." I didn't really understand or care, so I went back to the main area of the house and towards the dining room. I sat down and I saw Phillip across the other chair in the room. He got up and brought his chair next to mine. He sat down and asked "So are you comfortable?, I see that you wore a comfortable attire." I replied "Yes, is it okay?" Phillip responded "Yeah, thats fine." After a moment, Phillip got up to grab a drink, and he returned with his drink and a bottle of water for me. "Hey so I heard what happened between you and Brett..." Phillip asked. I responded, "Oh I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. He just.. just showed... me and I didn't know what to... so I jus-". Phillip cut me off and said "No worries, it happens. How about we go upstairs and talk about it, it's a bit too loud down here." Phillip and I walked upstairs, and for some strange reason, I hoped that he would continue what Brett had started. Phillip opened the bedroom door and gestured me in. I entered the room and sat on the bed. Phillip sat down next to me and asked me "So do you feel comfortable with what Brett and you done?" I said "Yes. At first I was hesitant, but I kind of want to do more." At that point, Phillip smiled and kissed my lips. It was gentle at first, but a few minutes later, he started to be rougher. He started to push me down on the bed and stick his tongue deep down my throat. I felt pressure on my hip as Phillip reached down to grab my dripping cock. Phillip then ripped my barely fitting shorts. I was worried, but Phillip reassured me "No worries, I'm sure you won't be needing those after this weekend." I was confused at what he meant just now but he pressed me down and continued to shove his tongue down my throat. I was turned on. All I could think about was Brett's cum and how Phillips cum would taste on my tongue. I wondered if his cum would be thick like Bretts or different. Suddenly, Phillip stopped and grabbed my head. He started to force his cock down my throat. I was happy. Phillip couldn't see it, but I smiling while opening my mouth to suck his cock. I noticed that Phillip's cock was uncircumcised. Additionally, Phillip's cock looked much different from Bretts. It had a darker skin, and was thicker, but shorter. However, as Phillip was pounding my mouth, I felt his large balls slap my chin and drag back up as he would move back and forth. Gradually, Phillip stopped moving. He then pulled his cock out of the suction from my mouth and asked me if I was ready. I knew what he meant. I didn't have to know what he was going to do. I know that he was going to give me his cock. I wanted his cock. I wanted him to stretch my virgin boipussy for the first time. I wanted him to fuck me and make me his. I wanted him to cum deep in my ass. I instinctively replied, "Stretch me and fuck me till I can't sit." He flipped me on my stomach, moved my hips upwards, and placed his cock on my hole. Before I could take a breath, he shoved his cock in my ass. It felt like lightning. A sharp pain. "How do you feel?" Phillip asked. I told him that it hurts. He said "it will feel better once I go deeper." The pain continued as he shoved his cock deeper. And then all of a sudden I felt a stronger and more intense feeling of him entering into my ass. Phillip said "Damn boy, you have a short distance to your second hole." I couldn't think. Phillip continued to enter into me back and forth. Phillip held me down and grabbed my neck. I felt a strange feeling building up in my cock. I felt as if something was travelling out. With a few more minutes of grunting, Phillip yelled "I'm cumming, I'm giving you a piece of me. Let it stay in you!" At the same time, I felt the pressure move from my cock and something was coming out, I was cumming as well. As Phillip was huffing, I noticed a biohazard symbol on his left rib. I couldn't see it before when he was grabbing me down and pounding me. I asked him what that symbol was, and that I had noticed it on Brett, but that it was slightly different. Phillip replied " Oh this? This is a symbol of brotherhood, everyone here has one. Some others might have more designs or additions to it, but we all share this here. All 35 of us here share a commonality. By tonight we will invite you into our brotherhood. So just rest for now." I was happy to make friends and be a part of a brotherhood. I smiled ask Phillip's cock was still keeping my ass stretched. Phillip pulled out, and I felt a huge glop of warm cum drip down my balls. He scooped it up and rubbed it around my stretched gaping hole. I felt happy and relaxed. I couldn't move too much as I was in a daze. I then heard steps coming from the stairs. For some reason I felt drowsier than ever. I started to lose consciousness back and forth. I saw Stinger at the door and he asked "Has it been 20 minutes since the boy drank the water bottle?" Phillip replied "Yeah, I also got his hole prepped, I didn't use lube so it would help for our main event down stairs. At this point my eyes closed and I fell asleep.... More to come, been busy but will have more updates this weekend!

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.

Yeah, I’m a bug chaser. It didn’t take me long into my bareback bottomhood to realize that the thrill of sex increased exponentially if there was a danger element involved. So I started doing it with married men. In public places. With the partners of friends of mine. And eventually with Poz men. I must admit that the whole Poz thing really turned me on. At first I was kind of freaked out about how I got off on the idea of playing roulette with my health, but once you experience that thrill of living on the edge and letting a Poz guy stay in you when he cums... well. It’s all over from there. But this was the mid 90’s and dating/hookup apps didn’t really exist yet. And Poz guys weren’t really to be found on AOL and gay.com. At least not where I lived in middle America. What we did have in my community, though, was a small AIDS hospice. Okay, okay. I know how this sounds. Pretty sick, right? A young guy trolling an AIDS hospice for Poz cock? Preying on gay men in the last stages of life?? But that’s exactly what I did. And very successfully too, I might add. I was in my mid-20’s back then. I was decently attractive with a sort of “golly gee” innocent charm about me (that totally hid my pervy side). And I had a good ass. Total bubble butt. I mean, from the age of twelve I knew I was built to be a bottom. Anyway, I applied to be a volunteer at the hospice. I said I would love to come read to the guys or talk or just keep them company. I could come by in the evenings and on weekends when I wasn’t working. AIDS still had a strong stigma back then, so having a young gay such as myself willing to volunteer was a bit of a novelty. I was snapped up quickly. Now, don’t go thinking that I immediately started going down on and raping all the men in hospice— because I didn’t. I actually did read to them and chat and keep them company, as I had volunteered to do. But I was also developing relationships and sussing out which men might be up for some unprotected sex with an eager, 20-something bottom slut. Eventually I found Ken. Ken was in the later stages of his illness. He was still handsome, in a way, but pretty gaunt. Blonde. Sharp Blue eyes. Mustachioed. He was one that I read to on a consistent basis. But we also talked and developed a decent friendship. Once we were fairly comfortable with each other, I asked him about his past. Like, did he have a partner ever? Did he used to have lots of sex? Did he know how he became infected? Did he used to go to bath houses or anything? He smiled slyly at me and opened up about being quite promiscuous in his day. “How promiscuous?” I prompted. Which is when he started regaling me with tales of sex parties, orgies, back rooms of dance clubs, bookstores, and yes— bath houses. He’d done them all. “And I really liked it,” he said wistfully. “I just really liked sex.” In subsequent visits I prodded him for more and more details, always saying things like “Life is so different now— this doesn’t happen. Back then it was so much more... exciting.” To which he’d agree. He didn’t know how he’d become infected, but it was several years ago now- probably in the later 80’s. He laughed and confided, “Yeah, I was stupid back then. I figured since I was a top, I was immune. That only bottoms got infected. Whoops.” Hearing this I asked if he only ever topped. He shrugged. “I tried bottoming a couple times— didn’t really enjoy it. Besides, once guys saw my dick I sort of automatically became the top.” “That big, huh? You poor thing! You must have been very popular!” I laughed. “How else do you think I wound up in this bed?” He chuckled. From there, I started steering our conversations into more sexual waters. Like did he miss sex? When was the last time he had some ass, etc. He looked at me wistfully and said he hadn’t had any since a year before hospice and that he did miss it. “With all the ass I’ve had, you think I’d be satiated, but I’m not. You always want more,” He said quietly. “Yeah, I know.” I told him. “I’m such a slut for big cock, I can never get enough of it.” Then I winked at him. He actually blushed. That was as far as I pushed it for awhile, letting the seed I’d planted in his mind to germinate a little. Plus, I needed to be sure about what I was going to do and then prepare my next steps. After a couple more “innocent” visits to Ken, I was ready to take it to the next level. This time, for my reading material, I brought some gay erotica. I started reading it aloud, as I would have our other book. After it became apparent what I was reading, he stopped me. “This is a bit of a departure from our usual,” He said hesitantly. “Yeah, I know. But I wanted to mix it up. And given some of our conversations I thought you might like this change of pace.” And I kept reading. As I read, I looked over occasionally and could see him fidgeting a bit and shifting around. I also saw him casually put his hands in his lap to mask his growing erection. I smiled at this and kept on reading. It was a particularly vivid account of a young bottom going to the baths and getting bred by stud after stud- cum leaking out of his chute. After the account of the fourth load from a particularly randy well-hung black stud I put down the magazine and said, “Hmm. You don’t have to be shy. Let that boner be free, it’s ok. We’re both gay, and I got one too.” The chair I was reading in faced him so I shifted my legs so he could see my crotch. I saw him eye my bulge hungrily although he did blush again. But he also moved his hands for me. Holy fucking tent. “Damn Ken, you DO Have a big one, don’t you?” I said breathlessly. I could see the sheet moving slightly as his pulse made his dick jump. “Can I... can I see it? Just a peek. Please??” He looked toward the door and hesitated, and I looked him squarely in the eye and said please again. Slowly he lifted the edge of the sheet and freed his impressive cock. “Ohhh. My.” I exhaled. His Dick was beautiful. It had to be 9 inches at least. It was one of those cocks where the head wasn’t huge and flared— just behind the rim of the head his shaft grew in girth until it reached its widest point about 1/3 of the way down the shaft. Then it tapered slightly to the base. It also arced proudly out from his groin, like the weight of the end of it pulled it slightly downward. And below it all were a nice pair of low hangers, just resting on the mattress. “Damn, you are blessed aren’t you?” I whispered in awe. “Sometimes I think it was a curse,” he said. “Like, if I had an average dick maybe I wouldn’t be sick right now.” “Maybe,” I said matter of factly. “But do you really think having a smaller cock would have changed your sex drive though? I mean, I know big dick guys who have no libido at all, and small dick guys who jack off 10 times a day. All I know is that you seem to have been sexually insatiable and probably would have found a way to have tons of sex, with or without that monster.” This talk was making him lose his hard on, so I quickly said, “Hey. How about you tell ME an erotic story. Like from your bathhouse days. Don’t be a lazy bitch and entertain ME for a change.” I smiled. “Surely you must have a hot tale of a favorite fuck to share.” He smiled back slowly and said, “Oh yeah. I have a few good ones. How about I tell you about the young marine?” “Sounds good to me! Let’s hear it,” i urged. “So this was at the bath house, oh many years ago now. I was there one night and in the sling room was this young, muscle-stud. He had a ‘friend’ who was guarding the entry and whoring him out. Several guys were peering in and and watching the action so I asked the ‘friend’ what what was going on. Turns out this little muscle stud was a Marine, had just turned 21 and wanted his own 21 gun salute. The friend was helping to line up good Dick and to make sure things didn’t get out of control. So far the kid was up to 11 loads and #12 sounded like he was getting close. So I asked if I could take a turn and flashed my dick at the friend. The friend smiled and said “you’re up next”.” “Oh damn, man,” I said. “This is my total fantasy! Sorry for doing this but....” I then unfastened my pants and pulled out my throbbing cock. Ken watched me do it and made no protestations. After watching me slow stroke a few times he went back to his story. “So I hear #12 finish up— loudly. And as soon as he left the room, I walked in. The kid was fucking hot. Exactly what you’d think of when you think US Marine. Tan. Well muscled. Lanky. Buzz cut dark hair. Even the dog tags laying between his pecs. His legs were slightly furry as was his ass. The kid looked up at me and his eyes were totally blown- probably on something. Or it could have been that sex haze. Anyway, I walked up to his face so he could get a look at my cock and his eyes got real big! And then his mouth opened... So I fucked his mouth to get myself good and hard. He was choking and gagging on my cock, but also just moaning like a bitch in heat. It didn’t take me long before I was raging hard. Like I am now.” I looked back at his cock and he was back at full mast and throbbing. I scored my chair right up next to his bed so he was within reach. I think Ken knew what I was thinking, but he didn’t stop me. “Go on...” I urged. “So, I pull out of his mouth and moved to position. I look down and can see a trickle of cum leaking out his ass, as well as a good puddle on the floor. I can’t believe I’m saying this but— I bent down and scooped up some floor spunk and slathered it on my Dick. Then I pushed into him. This boy was so used and so full of cum, I really didn’t need the extra lube, but the idea was hot to me. I pushed in pretty easily to a point, then met with resistance as I got to his second ring. So I took my time and slow-stroked him with just enough Dick so I was teasing his second ring. It felt so... WHOA!” It was at this point in his story when I reached over and grabbed his cock. It startled him. “Whaaa what are you doing?” He asked in a shaky voice. “I’m helping you out, man. You need this. And I want to do this. I wanna make you cum as you finish this story.” His breath was shaky and shallow, but I kept my hand on that impressive cock and jacked it slowly. His eyes half closed and he swallowed thickly. And I knew I had him. “So, you were fucking him slowly, right up to that second ring....” I promoted. His eyes close... “Yeah. Um. So I start to tease deeper. I slow push into him and get my head up in his second ring and you would think the marine is storming Iwo Jima from the noises he starts making. I pull out and slow push in again. And again. And again. Eventually this marine is grunting and Ooo Rah’ing and taking it like a goddamn champ. So I really start giving it to him. Hard. The sling chains are singing and my groin is totally covered in cum spatter as all the other loads are being fucked out of him and deeper into him. He’s going cum crazy and bucking into me to take all I can give. I look back at the door and like 5 guys are watching us fuck. I know I can’t hold out much longer and thankfully I don’t have to. Suddenly the kid cries out and I see cum shooting from his Dick all over his chest and belly. I can feel his ass spasming around my cock and that’s about all she wrote. I ram it it hard, as deep as I can, and I flood his fucking slut marine guts. He’s whimpering and moaning and I and I am so turned on that I keep cumming and cumming and... AGGGH.” Ken’s cum shoots in a perfect arc from his Dick and spatters the sheets. The next spurts drip down my hand and onto his balls. When his orgasm subsided, I got up, put my hard cock away, and got him a wash cloth. I then cleaned up the mess. “Looks like someone had been saving up quite a load,” I said with a grin. Ken couldn’t meet my eyes. I think he felt embarrassed or something. I covered him with a sheet and patted his leg. “Dude, that was incredibly hot and I regret nothing. In fact, I hope we can do this again.” Ken didn’t say anything, but.. was that a tiny nod? After that, I would pepper in my visits with some erotic reading, and it would end with Ken telling me of one of his escapades while I jacked him. It was definitely hot- but time to take it to the next level. About a month after our first JO encounter, I started a more frank discussion with him involving his status. “So, did you still have as much sex after you became positive or did it kind of stop after that.” He grew quiet and didn’t answer for a time. “It stopped… for awhile.” he sighed. “But sex is hard to give up. Did you switch to condoms then?” I inquired. “Mostly…?” he whispered. “Bareback sex is even harder to give up, isn’t it? It’s ok, trust me I get it. You can tell me. I’m not here to judge you- we’re friends.” This seemed to open Ken up a bit. “When I was diagnosed, I sort of… shut down. I withdrew and basically stopped all sex cold turkey. I wasn’t partnered at the time, so I didn’t have to worry about that pressure. Heck, I didn’t even jack off. I just sort of became a sexual zombie. Eventually I was finding myself checking out guys again. Getting horny. Getting those ‘inconvenient boners’ during the day. I started jacking again. And then I got the urge to fuck again. I tried some hookups where I used condoms, but … they didn’t work out so well. I just couldn’t stay hard being all gloved up, and I would end up disappointing the bottom. So I kind of gave up the idea of sex again. Until…” he trailed off. “You fucked a guy bareback and gave him your poz load.” I said. Ken looked up at me with a startled look on his face. “Yeah. I mean no. I mean, I didn’t really mean to, but… it just sort of happened.” “It’s okay Ken. We’re sexual beings and you must have been insanely horny. So, this was your first time fucking bare as an HIV positive man— and I gather that you liked it. Tell me about it?” It looked like he was struggling with something internally. His face contorted a bit and he wouldn’t look at me. So I grabbed his hand and held it for awhile and we sat in silence for a few minutes. “I’m worried what you’ll think of me, but…. “ “I was so damn horny. It had been almost a year since my diagnosis and no real sex. I was going out of my mind. One afternoon I found myself on autopilot and sort of ‘came to’ when I was standing outside my favorite old adult bookstore. I went in and paid my 5 bucks and headed to the back. It wasn’t very crowded and honestly I didn’t even know what I was doing there. I didn’t know what I wanted but I knew I needed to get off. Maybe jack off watching others? Maybe a BJ? I didn’t know. I wandered around for a few and noticed that the glory hole booths were busy. There were these two particular booths that had a decent sized glory hole. I noticed a few lurkers hanging in this area, so I figured some guy was giving BJ’s. So I leaned up against the wall to watch. It wasn’t long before one door opened and this hispanic construction worker came out and was fastening up his pants. He headed for the exit and one of the other lurkers took his place in the empty booth. It wasn’t long before we could hear some groans and movement noises coming from these booths. And the booths, being flimsy plywood, were kind of shaking a bit. So it became apparent that more than just a BJ going on. I look over and the other guy has his fly open and is jacking a pretty decent piece of uncut meat…. “ By now Ken was hard, the retelling had him excited. So I reached over pulled back the sheet and took him in hand, as usual. He flinched a little, but let it happen. He still wouldn’t look at me though, his head was facing the other way out the window as he remembered. “So the guy in booth 1 cums loudly and the booth rocking stops. About a minute later, he comes out with a big smile on his face and heads for the exit. Now there are just two of us ‘lurkers’, and we look at each other. The other guy is older, kind of hard to tell his age really. Maybe 60? Looks a bit… sick… you know? Probably similar to how I look now And I knew. I KNEW he was poz. And yet there he was, jacking his cock at the book store…. He raised his eyebrows at me as if asking if I was heading in or not? I shook my head, and he walked into the empty booth. He didn’t close the door. So I found myself slowly walking up and watching. The old guy fed his dick through the hole and started moaning as I heard the wet sounds of a hungry mouth going to town on his cock. ‘Fuck yeah, suck it faggot,’ he whispers harshly. In my head I know this guy is poz and he’s just letting this guy suck him. In my head I’m really conflicted, but I can’t look away. And I’m… really turned on. Soon the wet sucking noises stop and I hear that unmistakable click noise of lube bottle being opened. I know what’s going to happen and again I’m watching it all go down and not saying anything. The old guy moans and I know the guy on the other side of the wall just sheathed that uncut cock in his ass. The booth starts moving slowly and I can hear the wet sound of ass fucking. My cock is so hard at this point it’s like it wants to tear a hole in my pants to get out.” In my hand, Ken’s cock is mirroring his cock in the story. He’s wickedly hard as he’s retelling this and I just keep jacking him. I stop just long enough to spit on my hand and go back. Ken makes a small noise in his throat, then goes back to his story. “The old guy starts really fucking into this dude’s ass through the glory hole. I’m basically in the booth with him at this point, my face close to the glory hole so I can see his cock going in and out of this ass. I can tell he’s getting close by his wheezing, when suddenly he stiffens up and grunts a few times and I know. I know his load, his… sickness… is shooting into the ass on the other side of the wall. I feel like I should say something. I feel like I should have stopped it before it got this far. But I didn’t. I just watched it all happen while my cock betrayed me in my pants. And I kept watching as the old guy slowly pulled out of the ass with a wet plop. Yup. Definitely no condom on that. He zips up and pats my shoulder. ‘It’s worth it,’ he says. And he exits the booth, leaving me alone in there. I see a finger extend into the glory hole from the other side. The international symbol for ‘stick your dick through, i’m waiting’. At this point I’m basically beyond the point of no return, so I close the booth door and open my pants. I hear the appreciative “DAMN” from the other side of the wall an I know he’s eyeballing my cock through the hole. He sticks his finger through again and motions to me. And before I know it, i’m feeding my dick through the hole. It was all I could do not to cum when I felt his mouth around my dick. It had been so damn long! I let him suck me for awhile, then I felt him pull off. Felt him apply the lube to my dick. I knew this was my chance to pull back… to stop. But I … I didn’t. And then I felt him slowly push his ass back onto my dick. The warm, wet heat enveloped me and I almost cried it felt so good! But I also was so conflicted— I was in this ass raw. And even though I’m pretty sure the previous guy just left a toxic load in there, that wasn’t me. Or was it? All I know is that fucking ass without a condom felt so damn good. I’m so turned on that I know I won’t last much longer. This guy is slamming his ass back onto my dick and fucking himself with it and I’m just standing there pressed against the booth wall letting him. I felt the orgasm building in my balls. I knew I was close. I knew I could pull out and spray all over the booth floor. I knew all this… and I let him keep fucking onto me. I needed the release. I needed to fuck. And then… it happened. I was cumming in him. I was in a post orgasmic haze— barely remember pulling out and zipping up. After a minute or two I stumbled out of the booth just as the other guy was coming out of his. We looked at each other. The guy was in his mid 40’s. Handsome. Dressed in suit pants, white shirt, and a tie. And had a wedding ring on. He saw me see it, and he just shrugged and smiled. ‘Thanks for that!’ he says. After that monster, I’m done.’ And he turned and was out the exit.” Ken paused here in his story and I still jacked his cock. I don’t know what prompted me to push, but I did. “That must have been a shock. Seeing that you just put your dirty load into a guy with a wife and kids, huh? Especially for your first time raw fucking as a poz man. I bet you felt sick about it… and turned on, too.” Ken finally looked at me. “Yeah. At first I was angry. I was all “You stupid fucker! You know you shouldn’t fuck without a condom! You have a wife!” “But it was hot because he WAS married and he WAS careless. Which made it all the hotter. Plus he’d taken god knows how many other loads that day. At least 3. Breeding married men is aways the holy grail… right?” I said all while jacking Ken’s cock more quickly. Ken’s eyes were boring into me. “Fuck yes. Stupid married men, thinking with their dicks … and asses. It’s almost like they’re asking for it. Asking to be caught.” “Asking to be infected,” I whispered. “Getting what they deserve,” he says. “Which is what made it easier the next time, and the next time, and the next time…giving all those stupid fuckers your toxic seed. How many did you fuck and fill, Ken?” That’s when I took his cock into my mouth and started sucking him while I still jacked. “Oh jesus,” Ken moaned quietly and I felt his hand come to the back of my head. I finally had his monster cock in my mouth and I lovingly sucked it and worked the head with my tongue. “Shit, I’m gonna…” Ken managed and he struggled to pull away. But I just gripped his cock and kept my mouth planted right where it was. Spurt after spurt of bitter, salty cum filled my mouth, but I swallowed it greedily. I kept him in my mouth until his cock started to soften- the last dribbles of semen pearling onto my tongue. Ken’s hand was still resting on the back of my head. When I finally released him from my mouth, he said “You shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m really sick, man.” He looked away from me sheepishly. “Ken, you know that the risk of transmission orally is very small. Also, I’ve been wanting to do that for months.” I tell him. He looked at me, with a bit of sadness in his eyes. “I’m going to let you in on a secret,” I tell him as we look at each other. “I’m not a nice boy who volunteers at an AIDS hospice and secretly pines for a boyfriend and two dogs and a house in the burbs. No. I’m a naughty boy. Sometimes I have anonymous sex. I don’t always fuck with a condom. I let guys cum inside me. Sometimes even if I don’t know their status. And sometimes…” I see something flicker across his gaze. “Even when I DO know their status.” “I love taking those loads best of all.” And I winked at him. A couple weeks later, I was back at Ken’s bedside for our reading time. But tonight was going to be different. Tonight was the night. I was going to get his cock and load inside me— unless he had a sudden attack of conscience and wouldn’t let me. I had come prepared. I had cleaned out thoroughly, prelubed my hole, and had lube and poppers in my backpack. I was also wearing a pair of gym shorts that I had cut strategically in the back for access. I pulled out the erotic fiction from his nightstand and read a good story to get Ken in the mood. It worked like always and soon he was tenting up that bedsheet. I put down the magazine. “So, tonight I thought maybe we’d do something different,” say. I see him look at me quizzically. “I thought perhaps I’d tell you one of my stories instead? Something… naughty.” Ken licked his lips and nodded approval. “So, there’s this guy I was hot for. Older than me, but handsome. Blonde— like you. Blue eyes, too. We chatted for a long time before I finally got up the courage to make a move on him.” I reached over and grabbed his throbbing cock. “We did some minor stuff— just hand jobs and blow jobs mostly. Turns out the guy is fucking hung like a racehorse! Fucking jackpot! I seriously can’t get enough of his big dick,” I said while jacking him. Ken’s eyes look black as his pupils are complete dilated as he watches me. “I mean, I love sucking that big fucker,” I said as I bent down to suck on Ken’s cock for awhile. “But I need more, you know? I’m a slutty bottom that craves big cock. And if this awesome guy won’t give me his, then I’ll just go to a bookstore and take some random strangers through a glory hole— you know?” Ken’s breath is coming faster now as I continue to suck him a bit. “So one night, I make my move and try to get this guy to FINALLY put it in me already! Only that’s when he springs it on me. He’s HIV positive. He doesn’t like fucking with condoms and he doesn’t want to risk infecting me, so he doesn’t want to fuck me.” I look at Ken as I pause in my story. “So I started sucking his cock and I tell him that I don’t care. That I want him to fuck me bare. That I want to— no, NEED to feel him cum inside me. I tell him I’ve let other men fuck me bare and some of them have probably been poz too. Heck, I might even be infected now and I may not know it. I’m so slutty and careless it’s almost like I DESERVE to get it, you know? Just another stupid bottom thinking with his hole. And whether he fucks me or not, nothing is gonna change this.” I feel Ken’s cock twitch and jump in my hand as I say all this. I then casually reach into my back pack and get out the lube and poppers. Ken’s breath hitches in his chest. I open the lube and start slathering his massive member. Ken’s eyes don’t leave mine. “So, this guy finally relents. I lube him up, open my shorts, lube my hole a bit, then get on top of him,” i say as I climbing onto his bed and mimicking all the actions coming out of my mouth, “and take a massive hit of poppers because I know I’m gonna need them.” I hit the poppers hard. “And then I slowly— finally— lowered myself onto him,” I whispered. It was like being torn open. Even with the poppers, Ken’s cock was huge. Easily the biggest I’d ever taken in my life to that point. It was the thick part just past the head that was the trick. I had to pull off, relube him, hit more poppers and slowly inch my way through that thick part as my hole burned in protest. Then there was a ‘pop’ as that thick spot suddenly breached my hole, and it got easier. I slid all the way down. Ken hissed as I hilted myself onto his dick. His hands found my hips. “The guy’s cock was massive, but I’d wanted it for so long inside me that I took it like a champ. And then I started riding him slowly. I wanted him to feel every inch of my insides and know that I wanted him there.” I rode Ken slowly up and down, getting myself used to his dick. Occasionally I stopped for poppers. “This guy had told me stories about his past… how much ass he’d fucked. I just hope mine would live up to the others. And, truth be told, I loved the fact that his dick had been in so many guys and it was finally my turn.” “I know this guy said he was conflicted about fucking me, but his raging hardon said otherwise. He loved it. And I know that in his secret heart of hearts, that he loved breeding guys with his poz seed. He loved fucking bare and dumping his toxic DNA into as many asses as would take it. Breeding all these guys who would never ask for a condom. Never ask about status. Just take whatever load in their cumhungry cunts. I know he didn’t like to admit it to himself and he probably felt ashamed for doing it. And even more ashamed for being so goddamn turned on by the idea that he’s infected dozens, if not hundreds of guys by now.” “Yeaaaaaah,” Ken moaned quietly as I continued to ride him. “I told this guy that it was ok. I understood. We all had that biological urge to procreate, and this was our way. Making sure a little bit of us lived on in others. And I told him I was a willing vessel. In fact, I wanted him to cum in me. I wanted it to be HIS cum that infected me. I didn’t want to be like he was and not know where the virus came from. I wanted the moment to be memorable. I wanted to KNOW. And I wanted him to know that he was the one.” I was riding the full length of Ken at this point. I had opened up to where his cock was plunging into my second ring on each thrust and I was leaking precum into my gym shorts with every bounce on his cock. Ken was helping guide me as he grabbed my hips. “Do it Ken. Cum in me! Fill me! I want you to be the one! Please??? Be the one who knocks me up!” Ken’s eyes flicked open and he grabbed my hips hard as he thrust up into me. His cock was buried well up into my second ring when I felt the pulses. The throbs. The wet heat. Ken’s AIDS cum was shooting so deep into me that I knew it would take. And I filled my gym shorts with my own seed as I spontaneously came from the knowledge that I was taking a living part of Ken and continuing the line. Ken shuddered and we stayed welded together until his cock had softened enough to easily come out of my ass. As I pulled off of him I bent down and kissed him lightly on the lips. “Thank you,” I whispered. I got off the bed, grabbed a wash cloth and started to clean him off. There was a little blood on the rag after I washed off his dick. He saw it and his eyes got big and I could see him wondering if he had hurt me. “Dude, you have a massive cock- the biggest that’s ever been in me. I was expecting this. Maybe next time I’ll be a bit more loosened up.” And I smiled at him as I went to the wash room to clean myself up. Ken and I fucked a few more times, but it wasn’t long before his health took a turn and before I knew it, he was gone. At least I got to be by his side when he left this world; for that I’m grateful. And yes, I did get sick after our fuck sessions. Sure enough, I had caught the ‘fuck flu’. Testing confirmed it. Given the timing, I knew it was Ken’s doing. And I was grateful for that ,too. I kept volunteering at the hospice after that. I mean, it wasn’t like Ken was the only guy I spent time with during my visits, but Ken was the only one I had cultivated a fuck relationship with. Until Mark. One evening I was visiting Mark and as I was preparing to read to him he stopped me. “Um, I was wondering if you could maybe read this tonight instead,” he asked. He pulled out the magazine of erotic fiction that I had given Ken for our sessions, and he handed it to me. I smiled. “Uh, Ken said that you would read to him out of this and it was very, um… stimulating. I was hoping that maybe we could do the same?” Yes Mark. I was positive that we could do the same.

Last Load...Asked a friend if I could come over and swim at his house's community pool today since it is closing the day after Labor Day this upcoming Tuesday. He said sure so he came over and picked me up and-went to the pool. It is-warm today at-around 86-degrees and-very sunny. We got in the pool and-swam around for awhile until the pool cleaner arrived. I got out to go to the bathroom to pee-and-was followed inside by the pool guy. As-I was-in a-stall I thought I was-talking to my friend about how hot the pool guy was. When I opened the door. The pool guy was-standing next to the-sink with his-cock out. I dropped-down to-suck his-cock until he patted me on the ass-and knew he-was-ready to fuck. He-fucked me hard-and-dumped his load before heading back outside. My friend-was still in the pool... Glad the kids-were in-school today!

recently at work, I got moved to an office that has a pvt restroom ( just for me!!!) and is far away from anyone else. this black guy from maintenance comes yesterday. as soon as I saw him I was hard, he was so hot and had this masculine, gay, blue collar worker look. He told me he was here to check the restroom and I forgot I had a huge dildo in the bathroom sink ( I like taking pics w it at work and send it to guys I meet in grindr or any other site). a few second later he told me to come to the rest room and he was naked waist down, he told me he found the problem in the plumming and had my dildo in his had, and told me i should stick to natural meat instead of plastic. I got on my knees and suck him and he turn me around and gave me a very nice fuck and a huge warm load. After he load on me I gave him my number and we whatsapp all evening. he will be coming to my office very often.

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.

Part 2:The hour is up Finally an hour later and there was a knock at my door. Daddy arrived wearing almost nothing. A pair of shorts that showed a big bulge. Flip flops and no shirt. I had on a towel and a smile. I opened the door and Daddy removed my towel and forced me on all fours. He has me crawl in front of him to my room and then climb on the bed with my ass in the air. He then pulled out a toothbrush and put it in his mouth to get it wet. After he got it just wet he spat on my hole and rammed the toothbrush up my ass. It hurt but I knew his purpose. He brushed inside my ass for about 10 minutes and when he pulled it out it had blood on it. Daddy didn't waste any time. He yanked his shorts off and rammed his cock up my ass. Daddy was there to infect me and he wasn't wasting time. I usually prefer lube when getting fucked but knowing what was happening I loved being fucked without lube and my moans proved it. I was rock hard and within a few thrusts of Daddy's cock I exploded all over my bed. Daddy fucked me for about 15 minutes and then I received it. He shot a load inside of me that he had to have been saving for a while. After Daddy finished I asked if I could clean his cock. Daddy happily obliged and after he was satisfied he pissed down my throat. After that night I waa Daddy's on call boy until I converted. I had to remain faithful to Daddy because he wanted to be the one who converted me. It didn't take long. In just under 3 weeks I got the fuck flu and Daddy stopped by and gave me my congratulatory fuck. I still see Daddy and also his friends. I truly enjoy being an on call boy. Thank you to everyone who is involved with Breeding Zone. This site changed me forever.

Had a regular fuck bud. tall nice build Chinese guy with a nice thick cock. He loved to lay back and have me service him, while he watched TV and drank beer. i would suck his cock for a long time and rub and suck his feet. then he would turn over and I would eat and lick his big ass for a long time. then he would stand up and have me kneel and would make me drink his piss, right there in his bedroom. I had to swallow and not let any leak, it was his bedroom! after that he would fuck and breed me then send me on my way. One time we were doing it and as he was pissing in my mouth, I could hear his roommate, in the bathroom next to us, pissing in the toilet, while I was in the bedroom with my bud drinking his piss! That was so fucking hot! Sadly he now has a boyfriend so we don't play as often as we used to.

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.

This happened close to 20 years ago, but I still remember it vividly as it is still one of the hottest sex episodes of my life. I was in El Paso, Texas on business for a few days. I had had a few really fun times at a very seedy xxx movie theater in the downtown area that week. The place was always full of Latino dick of every age, size and type. I was in heaven sucking on all the foreskin being fed to me in that place. But I had heard of a place out on the outskirts of town. Fiesta XXX Drive-In and sex shop. The place really way out in the desert, out in the middle of nowhere. I arrived there in the late afternoon and to my surprise the parking lot was quite full. I parked and entered the sex shop. I quickly found the arcade area. There was a large room with perhaps 10 or 12 video booths, some with glory holes. There was also a small video room with some ratty chairs and sofas. The room smelled of dried cum. There were even several puddles of fresh cum on the floor and on the leather of the sofa. The room was quite dark, and always a few guys in there. The arcade had a consistent group of at least a dozen guys cruising the booths and video room. I spent close to two hours sucking dicks through the glory holes and in the video room, sucking on well over a dozen cocks, and had been fed six or seven loads down my throat in that time. I was one of the few Caucasian guys there, as most of the guys were Mexican, in addition to a few black guys. I even got into a hot 69 with a young Latino kid on the sofa of the video room. I was getting tired and hungry, so I had decided I'd had enough. I was just getting ready to leave to head back into town to clean up and get some dinner. Just as I started to walk out of the video room I saw a newcomer: a tall, handsome, muscular guy who appeared to be half Black, half Latino. He had to be at least 6' 3" or taller, and was masculine and rough looking. I got the impression he may have been a construction or road repair worker. Anyhow, we made eye contact as he entered the room and he rubbed his crotch and sat down on one of the ratty sofas. I turned and walked back into the room and sat next to him on the sofa. He looked at me and continued to rub his crotch. Then he put his hand on the back of my neck and pulled my head down to his crotch. "Suck me" he demanded. I leaned over as he pressed my face into the denim of his pants. I then got down on my knees, between his legs and began to unzip his fly. He unbuckled his pants and pulled his dusty Levi's and briefs down to the floor. His cock was already rock hard, and was a nice eight inch uncut dick with ample foreskin covering his cock head. In addition to his impressive length, it was one of the thickest dicks I had ever seen. I took it into my mouth and sucked and gently chewed on his gorgeous foreskin, sucking on it, flicking it with my tongue. Then I slid my tongue up into the foreskin and licked his piss slit. "Good faggot" he said, as he pressed my head further down onto his cock. The thickness made it difficult to take him too far down my throat, but I did the best I could before gagging and coming up for air. While I was sucking on him, he kicked off his shoes and removed his pants. Then he lifted his legs, exposing his huge, low hanging balls and hairy asshole. "Suck my balls, queer." I did as I was told. His balls were salty and smelled of sweat. The smell was intoxicating. I licked both his balls, then took each of them into my mouth. "Lick my ass" he grunted, as he lifted his knees to his chest. I licked under his balls and down to his dark, puckered asshole. "Nice job, fag. Lick my hole, queer". I loved the names. And I really went to work licking and eating his nasty hole. I had my tongue as deep in his hole as I could get it. He was spreading his ass cheeks, giving me as much access to his hole as I could get. As I was eating his hole, several of the guys came around us, each man stroking his cock as he watched me servicing this hot, dark and aggressive guy. A skanky looking Mexican drag queen was trying to horn in and tried to suck his cock as I was licking his ass, but the top pushed the skank away, growling "Fuck off, Bitch!" Then he grabbed me under the arms, pulling me up as he stood up. "Come with me". He grabbed his pants and shoes and took me by the hand, pulling me with him as we left the video room and entered a private video booth. No sooner was the door closed than he pushed me back to my knees and I happily went back to sucking on his beautiful cock. As I was sucking him, he bent over, sliding his hand down inside the back of my sweatpants, finding my asshole. He rubbed my hole, obviously wanting to fuck me. At this time I was petrified of HIV, and rarely letting guys fuck me. Moreover, the few times I had been fucked, I had insisted the top use a condom. On this occasion, however, I had no condoms, and honestly wasn't interested in getting fucked in a filthy video booth, but the top obviously seemed to have his mind on putting his dick in my ass. He kept fingering and massaging my hole. "Show me your pussy, faggot" he demanded as he stood up and took a small bottle of lube and bottle of poppers from the pocket of his Levi's. "No," I replied, "I don't fuck in these places." Without saying a word, he turned me around and pushed me over. "No", I said as I struggled to get away. I was starting to get very nervous. This guy was 6 or 7 inches taller than me. As well as being incredibly muscular. His power was both a turn on and frightened me. Because I was wearing sweatpants, he had no problem pulling my pants and briefs down over my ass with one quick yank. He had me bent over and his cock was pressing into my ass crack. "Please don't", I begged. "You're too big. I won't be able to take you", I said. "Shut up, faggot. You want this cock, so shut the fuck up". I felt the cold lube being drizzled down my ass crack. He also reached around me and said, "Here. You'll need to popper up". He handed the bottle of poppers to me. I was too frightened to resist much longer. There was no way I could overpower him to get away. So I took a couple of deep sniffs of poppers. I was going to need all the help I could to take his big, thick dick inside me. He pressed the lube up inside me. I could hear him squeeze more onto his bareback cock. Then I felt the piercing pain of his cock start to press into me. "STOP", I begged. But, he paid no attention. He continued to press into me. I took a couple of more deep breaths of poppers. The pain was intense. But, I was powerless to get away from this guy. Once he had gotten most of his cock inside me, he began to pump. Tears filled my eyes from the pain as I continued to beg for him to pull out. But then I felt him grab me around the waist and really began to pump. Slamming his cock deep into me, then pulling nearly out of me, before slamming back into me again. I had resigned myself that I was going to have to endure this. "Please put a condom on", I pleaded. "Shut the fuck up, Fag," as he continued to pound my white hole. "Oh, please. Don't cum in me" I whimpered. He paid no attention to me as he continued his assault on my hole. My ass was miraculously adjusting to his monster cock. It was actually starting to feel good. I continued to sniff poppers to help me relax my ass. It was helping. Finally, I gave up the struggle and began to enjoy the incredible feeling of his bare cock slamming deeply into my ass. My head was banging against the walls as he rammed into me. Without any warning he slammed even deeper into me and held it there. I could feel his cock throbbing as he let out a loud groan. "AHHHGGG...!!! FUCKKK...!!!" he grunted as he filled my ass with his load. He pulled his cock from me so quickly that it made a popping sound as his cockhead left my ass. I collapsed onto the chair in the booth as he pulled on his pants and slipped on his shoes. Without saying a word, he unlocked the door and exited the booth. My head was spinning from all the poppers I'd been sniffing. He had left the bottle of poppers with me and I saw the bottle of lube laying on the floor of the booth. Just as I bent down to pick up the lube, the door of the booth opened again. A heavy set Mexican guy walked in. He locked the door, turned to face me and pulled out his uncut dick. "No. I'm done", I protested, as I reached down to pull up my sweatpants. But he continued to put his cock in my face. What the hell, I thought. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked him as he hardened in my mouth. "Show me your pussy," he said, adding in a whisper "I'm gonna seed that cum filled white pussy of yours." I was too tired to put up a fight. I stood and bent over. Holding onto the chair and took another deep hit of poppers. Without any hesitation or lube, he slammed into me in one swift move. He thankfully didn't take too long to cum. He was grunting loudly as me pounded my hole. Within just a few minutes he grunted loudly and shot his load into me. "Gracias," he said as he pulled out, quickly pulled up his pants and exited my booth. I knew I couldn't take any more. I pulled up my sweatpants. I did my best to pull myself together and exited the booth. Heading to the exit of the arcade a young Latino asked "Hey, Papi. Want another load?" I laughed as I passed him. "Not today. Maybe tomorrow". I drove back into town. Got back to my room totally exhausted. I didn't even have the energy to shower and dress for dinner. I called room service and had dinner sent to my room, as I tried to replay the afternoons events in my head. I jacked off as I relived the frightening, but exciting time I had being overpowered by that hot guy in my booth.

Last Friday night I was in DC and went to Crew Club . Got there about 8 pm Not a lot of action so I just laid on my stomach with the door slightly open. Around 9 or so two twinks entered the room They had been out bar hopping and wanted so action. I stated to blow the one when I felt the other finger my ass He said he wanted to fuck me and would I take it bareback. Once I said sure he was in me like a rabbit. He fucked me for a while till I felt him tighteneup and moan He shot a huge load in my ass All the while I was still sucking the other one. When the one was finished he went right for my ass and blew his big load in me. They then said that they were meeting their girlfriends at 11 and had to be going. They both said that every so often they just like to fuck a guy

I love this image. Breeding is a winner-takes-all sport. Men have an instinct to displace their rivals and take the lead in sperm competition. And think how proud they are to leave your cunt gaping and tender.

Please more it's a good start.

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.

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?

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

I discovered a sauna in a run-down part of town in walking distance from my office. The reviews said it was a bit sleazy and was a sauna for “men not twinks” which I found intriguing. So I headed off there one afternoon. The guy who let me in through the nondescript door in a side street was probably in his fifties, pudgy and wearing tee-shirt and shorts. He smiled as he charged me the entrance fee. “New here, aren’t you?” he asked. I nodded as he handed me my key. “Well, enjoy,” he remarked with a grin. It was pretty run-down and smelled a bit of damp. As I was getting undressed, a nude man appeared beside me. He was old and skinny with a paunch and he had a big cock hanging down with some foam around it where he had shaved his pubes. “That’s better,” he commented in a thick, phlegmy voice. adding "I like it smooth.” I said something neutral and stripped off my pants. “Nice tatts” he remarked, looking at the designs on my bottom and arms. “Thanks,” I answered. I wasn’t used to this kind of direct talk, and felt excited as I headed to the sauna. After a while, he came in and sat beside me. He wasn’t wearing a towel and his cock was semi-hard against his thigh. “Least it’s a bit warmer in here, eh? Bit cold outside. First time?” “Yes,” I replied. Nodding, he asked my name and followed-up with some general questions, his hand resting idly on my thigh as his fingers caressed my cock. I gasped, but he was quite nonchalant and talking about the weather as he stroked me to full erection. “Nice cock," he remarked, adding “You bottom or top?” His blunt question somewhat embarrassed me, but still I was able to answer "Well, bottom mostly.” His cock was erect now, thick and covered in veins. I also notice he had apparently at some point slid a cock ring around his tool. “Want to fuck?” I didn’t know what to say, but not wanting to appear naïve or nervous, I just shrugged and answered “Sure.” He levered himself off the bench and I followed his flaccid, wrinkled buttocks along the corridor (he hadn’t bothered with a towel) until we reached a room with a large, oval bed in the middle. Tossing a small bottle on the mattress he muttered “Poppers, if you want em.” There were some packets of lube on the side. He tore one open and rubbed it on his cock, then pushed me onto my knees commanding "Bend forward and rest your head on your arms.” When I was in position he asked rather incongruously, “So what do you think of the place, then?” “Not bad...”I started to reply, feeling this was a weird time to be starting a conversation, but then I felt his bare cock pushing into my arsehole. I gasped as I opened for him and after a brief struggle, the big head slid up me in a rush. "Don’t - don’t you want a …condom?” I asked. He was deep in me now and starting to thrust slowly in and out, making me sigh with pleasure, answering “Nah, I hate the things and haven’t used them since I was diagnosed. Here, take some poppers," handing me the bottle, even as my mind took in what he’d said: I was being fucked raw by a poz cock. I took a sniff and felt myself relax into it. He was sliding rhythmically in and out, all the time talking to me as if we were waiting for a bus or something. It was bizarre, and yet it seemed to distract me from worrying about what I was doing. Suddenly, the door opened and the pudgy guy from the front desk came in with a black bin-liner. “Don’t mind me!” he commented, adding “Seen it all before. Just emptying the bins.” He bustled around clearing up, when all the time I was kneeling there being fucked. “Nice bum,” he remarked, stroking his crotch. “Many in today, Bill?” asked the man fucking me, although in truth he was beginning to pant and his movements were getting more urgent. “Yeah, a few now, Sid. Mostly regulars." Sid gasped and said “Hang…hang on. I think I’m going to cum. Yep…here it cums!” With that his cock swelled and throbbed and I realised to my horror that he was filling me with spunk. “Nice,” he commented contentedly, stepping back one or two steps so his cock flopped out and a dollop of slimy cum slid down my balls. The other man, Bill, dropped his shorts and a stubby erection sprang up stiffly under his flabby belly. Before I even had time to react, he got behind me, steadied my bottom with one hand and thrust his cock into me with the other. It was so matter of fact, so nonchalant without even asking I just sagged in shock as he began to thrust eagerly in and out. “Put..put the kettle on….Sid," he gasped, explaining “I’ll make a cuppa when I’m done.” Bill nodded and left as Sid worked his way to orgasm. “Gah!” He gasped at last “ Fucking beautiful!” He pushed hard against me and came in me, stroking my thighs and panting happily as he spurted. “Phew! Nice one!” he remarked as he withdrew, giving my bottom a playful slap. “Want some tea?” He pulled some tissue from the dispenser on the wall and wiped his dripping cock before stepping into his shorts. I just nodded and followed him downstairs, numb with what had happened. There was a small patio with a table and two plastic chairs. Sid sat on one reading a paper. On the other was a pool of what looked like sperm. Sid saw me looking and said “Some dirty bastards in here, alright.” I suddenly felt helpless with the filthiness of it all, and yet the pure animal pleasure excited me. Slowly I lowered myself into the seat, feeling the anonymous spunk oozing between my buttocks and coating my hole. Sid looked up and said “You’re not poz, are you?” I shook my head. “How did you know?” He shrugged. “Something about your face upstairs, the shock when I said I had been diagnosed.” He turned back to his paper and lit a cigarette. “Anyway, better get used to it. Neither Bill nor I are on meds, so you’re probably pregnant already.”

Part 1 My name in Bradley Bartholomew Barrington. It was during my senior year in high school, I had just turned 18 and was starved for sex. I had heard from people I chatted with on line that the bathhouse was a great place to lose my virginity. I was warned to be careful since most guys who went to the baths preferred to fuck raw. As much as bareback sex war a turn on, I knew it could be risky. Most of my straight friends preferred to fuck their girlfriend without rubbers, but I didn't want to catch anything so early in my sex life. I worked things out with a friend to cover for me so I could hit the bathhouse on a Friday night. I followed some advice I was given and made sure I was 'cleaned out' and ready to be fucked (if it came too that), heading to the bathhouse around 10 pm, trying to get in before it got too busy and they increased the cover to get inside. I parked down the block not wanting anyone to recognize my car in the parking lot and walked down the block. I made sure to have my own rubbers to use and walked down the block. I walked I through the door where a cute guy (maybe in his mid to late 20's) greeted me asking me for my ID and if I wanted a room or locker. I asked how much for each and was told $40 for a room and $15 a locker. I only had $20 and went for a locker. He gave me a towel and a key and told me that with the locker I was good for 48 hours before I'd have to renew the locker. He could tell this was my first visit to the baths and he suggested I check out the hot tub first. I found my locker, stripped down and put my towel around my slim waist. I'm sure to most of the guys there I looked too young to be I the bathhouse. At 5'8", 130 pounds, with barely enough hair above my 7"cock, arm pits and legs they'd all think I was barely 16, but, of course, I had to be legal to through the door. Once I was situated I made my way around checking things out. It wasn't the crowded but I found a cute guy (close to my age by the looks of it, I'm guessing early 20's). I'm guessing he was about 6' and had a nice slim, swimmer's build with a smooth muscular chest. He was sitting on the edge of the hot tub and I guess that was a good place as any to relax for a while before checking out more if the place. I sat across from him and he smiled at me as his cock began to grow (as did my own). He motioned for me to come sit by him and I figured that this was a good if time as any to meet someone. I moved over to his side of the hot tub and sat down as he moved into the tub to join me under the water. He introduced himself as Seth and commented that he'd never seen me around before tonight. I admitted that I had just turned 18 and wanted to check this place out. He told me about himself that he was 26 and came her for the first time about the same age and he was guided in the baths by an experienced older guy. He added that I needed to be careful, that many guys would want to prey on a cute young thing like me. I let him know that I was aware of that and I only play safe and showed him that I bought my own rubbers. He leaned in close to me giving me a kiss on my ear as he said that he played safe too, then suggested we go back to his room and get to know each other better. He now gave me a real kiss on the lips as our tongues mixed in a heated exchange. He then guided my hand to his hard cock and then placed his hand on mine. I could tell he was experienced as we got really into making out. He stood up and took me by the hand leading me from the hot tub, down the hall and towards his room. Once we got to his room we went inside and he shut the door behind us. The room consisted of a large bed, with a TV in the corner and a small bathroom with a shower. He kissed me again as he guided me down on the bed. He paused to ask me if I smoked pot. I let him know that I loved weed. He pulled out a water bong and lit it up taking the first hit before handing the bong to me for me to get a nice hit. He told me to hit it again since he'd smoked earlier I the night. I took five good hits as he urged me on and DAMN, it was good shit! While I was smoking Seth began to suck my hard cock. The more I smoked the more sensitive my cock was getting. I've never had weed affect me like this, and I liked it. After the fifth hit he came up and sucked the smoke from my mouth before I could exhale. This turned into another great kiss before he guided my head to his hard cock. I never realized the size of his tool until I tried to go down I him. I had sucked off a couple classmates off, but none of their cocks were as big as his. Seth sensed my inexperience with his size and coached me as I took more and more of his cock into my mouth. Soon his cock was at the entrance to my throat and I want sure I could take him in any further until he told me to inhale through my nose as I went down on him. The next time I went down I took a deep breath through my nose as I felt Seth's hands on the back of my head. When his cock hit my throat he applied a little bit of pressure I the back of my head and his cock slid into my throat. He had me hold it there for a little while before letting me move back up so I could let my breath out before breathing in again as I went back down. This time I was able to get him into my throat on my own. I began to get a nice rhythm going hoping I'd get my first taste of cum, especially as none of the guys I had sucked in the past had ever cum, so I really wanted to see what cum tasted like. I could tell he was getting close when he pulled me off of his hard cock letting me know there was plenty of time for me to swallow cum later. He wanted to smoke some more with me. He packed the pipe with some more pot and I wasn't sure, but it looked like he added something else, but I didn't care, I was getting alive and getting very horny. While I lit up and took a couple of hits, Seth pulled a bottle of Gatorade from his bag and took a drink then offered me some as he took the pipe from me. After working on his cock my mouth was in need of something wet. I took a big drink as Seth the pipe offering me the smoke from his lungs. After that shotgun I was still thirsty and Seth told me that I could finish the bottle since he had more. I downed the rest of the bottle and took the bong from him and took a few good hits. It was at this time Seth pushed me onto my back, lifted my legs and began to lick my hole. I've read abut rimming and this was my first time experiencing the pleasure. I began to feel very hot and my horniness grew as I seemed to ever a slight fog. As Seth expertly tongued my hole the sensation sent my senses into overdrive. He also began to finger my hole and, as he put it, ready it for his cock. He was gentle at first as he explained he needed to stretch me open and that it might burn a bit as he opened me up. While he was working me open he told me to look at the video on the TV, that what was happening to the twink on the screen was going to happen to me soon. In the video the twink was getting fucked by another young guy. The one thing that caught my attention was that the twink was getting fucked raw, but I knew Seth says he played safe so I wasn't worried. Everything was good with him sticking in one finger. Then he rimmed me some more and warned that he was going to try two fingers with some lube. I felt his two digits ease inside me as he flexed them to help 'stretch me' and I felt the burn he mentioned. It didn't last long before I felt a third finger side I with ease as Seth kissed and licked my inner thighs. He has me moaning as he worked my hole open. When Seth pulled his fingers from I felt so empty I begged him to stick them back inside me. He wasn't one to disappoint as he slid three fingers back in flexing them as he had done with his two earlier again I felt the burn as he stretched me open. This elicited a pleasurable moan from me as he worked in deeply. Then, when he pulled his fingers out, he said it was time to get me laid.

I go to a gym that has an affiliation with some local hotel, so we get the occasional out of town businessman coming by for a workout. Or more often they just come to the locker room to get picked up in the steamroom/sauna. One evening it was pretty dead. I was lounging by myself in the sauna (post workout) when in walked a handsome stud I had never before seen. Stocky, Italian-looking guy, furry chest, probably in his 40's. Since I always see the same faces in the locker room, I had this guy pegged as one of those stray business men who was wandering astray. He took a seat across from me, still keeping his towel tightly fastened around his waist. I nodded a brief "hello" and went back to my 'relaxation'. I decided to let things unfold naturally. I sat quietly, with my eyes closed and my legs spread. No towel on. I'd let him get a show, and then sneak a peek at what he was doing. Hopefully he'd take an interest in me and I could get some Italian sausage. Sure enough, after five or so minutes I caught him blatantly staring at my junk. So I casually reached down and scratched myself a bit... and tugged a little. Fingered my balls. All stuff that could pass for a guy wiping sweat or 'readjusting' in the sauna heat. I saw him furtively adjusting himself in his towel. So I went further. I deliberately start slow-stroking my cock while staring at him. He met my eyes, his towel opened and fell away, revealing a beautiful, uncut piece of meat. He was definitely aroused and interested Fortunately we were still the only two in the sauna. I stand up and stretch, my cock sticking rigidly out from my body, while I walk over to where he's sitting. I stood there, right in front of him, basically daring him to make the next move. Which he did: he reached out and gently took hold of my dick. At that time I saw his wedding ring. At that point I knew I would get-off with him. I kept a lookout of the small sauna window while Mr. Italian fondled me for awhile. Then before I know it, he popped my cock in to his mouth and was sucking away, right there in the sauna! While I was no stranger to having sex at the gym, I was a bit surprised he went there first. Additionally, normally I am the cocksucker, but I let him go at it for a several minutes, and then told him to switch places with me. His cock was fantastic: bigger than mine and uncut, with a heavy, loose hood of foreskin. I worked him for all I was worth and he moaned softly in appreciation, but just as I was getting into it, he pushes me away abruptly and says, "Someone's coming!" We just have enough time to get seated and covered when "the creeper" came in. It was an older guy who is ALWAYS hanging out in the locker room hoping to either get or witness some action. Regretfully, I have actually played in the sauna when he was in there also. He's watched me suck and get fucked, but I just know Mr. Italian won't be into this guy hanging around. The Creeper settles in for what he thinks will be a good show, and Mr.Italian heads for the showers shortly thereafter. I waited a couple minutes then followed. We both soap up (a lot) and kind of show that we are still interested in each other. But Creeper wouldn't leave, so I gave Mr. Italian my best "follow me" look and head to my locker, which he did. At my locker I whispered to him that I really want to finish what we started, maybe even taking his cock up my ass and ask if we could head to his hotel. "How do you know I'm staying at a hotel?" he asked. "Because I know the gym has a deal, and you have "out of towner" written all over you." He agreed to meet me outside the gym in ten minutes. We dressed, and each casually make our way to the gym exit. I gave him space so as not to look like I was following him. Want to keep discrete, you know? But we met outside the gym and walked together to his hotel, some three blocks distant. Once in his room, all pretense was dropped. We tore off our clothing and sexually attacked each other. We made out and took turns sucking each other's cock. I was thinking that all I would get is a '69' and maybe a load, but then he dove down to my asshole and started rimming, which gave me hope he would breed me with his Italian stallion cock. But he just pushed me onto my shoulderblades and kept going from my ass to my cock. Back and forth, just slobbering and spitting over both. Who was I to argue with that kind of treatment? Then suddenly, he spat in his hand, rubs it on his asscrack, spats some more on my cock, and straddled my groin. "Dude, what are you doing?" I said. He positioned my cockhead at his hairy butthole, and proceeded to squat down on me. Now, I'm not huge (a real life 6.5" -- online 7+) but I am rather thick. Much thicker than average and I have a big ol' mushroom head on me. And damn if Mr. Italian wasn't having a devil of a time trying to wedge my cock into his tight little pucker. "Man, I don't know if we should.... you sure about this?" I asked. He was lost in the moment, desperately trying to get me inside him. The man needed cock-- again, who was I to say no? Finally there was intense pressure and then a "pop"... and my cockhead was inside him. All he could say was, "Holy FUCK that hurt! Hurt so damn good!" And then he slid the rest of the way down my shaft until I was balls deep. He started rocking back and forth and slowly bouncing up and down on my dick. This obviously wasn't his first time at the rodeo, and he was doing a fine job. His ass was like a vise and was hot as hell and I knew my dick wasn't going to last long in there. As his ass adjusted to my thickness, he is able to slide more freely and he starts working my hole shaft with his asshole. Up and down, slamming to the hilt, then sliding nearly off of me only to impale himself again. And again. And again. His beautiful cock was rock hard and thwapping against my stomach, leaving trails of precum in my belly hair. The man was in heaven riding my dick and he sure as shit looks beautiful doing it. "Man, I'm getting close."* I warned him. "If you keep fucking yourself with my cock like this, you're gonna make me cum." He just closed his eyes and kept riding me. "Dude, I'm really close-- i'm not gonna be able to hold back much longer!" He just kept riding me, but now harder and faster. "You want me to cum in you or to pull out? Cuz I'm so close! What do you want?" "Fucking cum in my ass, man!" he said forcefully. And so I did. I grabbed his hips hard, held him down on my cock and launched my swimmers into his guts. Hard. "Fuck yeah, I can feel your cock cumming!" he says, while he starts furiously jacking his cock. And I knew his tight ass WAS feeling me cum; because I really cum. A lot. More than one guy has been impressed with the way I shoot. His pucker was twitching tightly and milking my cock while he fisted his meat. Seconds later he blew-- a nice, thick load of Italian baby batter all over my chest. Naturally I scooped it all up and took turns feeding it to myself and to him. After our orgasms subsided, he gingerly pulls off my still semi-hard dick. When my head pops out he grimaced and said, "Ouch! Damn that hurt. I'm gonna be feeling THAT tomorrow!" While we cleaned up we made small talk. He was in town for a conference. Yes he was married. Two kids, both boys in high school. I told him he sure seems to know what he's doing with guys and asked if he gets much action on the road. "Some. It all depends on the guy. I get a lot of random blowjobs. And, um... normally I don't let a guy fuck me... like that," he says a bit sheepishly. "I guess I was just really horny tonight and couldn't stop myself. Thanks." "It's all good," I told him. "We all get that way now and again." He dressed to go out to dinner and followed me to the lobby where we parted ways. Of course what I didn't tell him was that I was POZ and I saw the blood left on the white hotel towels when we cleaned up. And that I sincerely hoped he liked the three-days worth of toxic jizz with which I just impregnated him that he was gonna let slowly seep into his guts all through his business dinner.

I like to go clubbing and dance and listen to the throbbing music. I went out to an 18 and over straight club one night. I was 29 so I was putting away a few beers and had to take a piss pretty bad. I found the bathroom but it only had two urinals next to each other with no partition and I stepped up to the "short" urinal as it had some protection from viewers washing their hands. This short incredibly cute latino boy came up beside me and started to piss. I tried to make sure I didn't look in his direction because I didn't want him thinking I was trying to check him out. I felt like he was looking in my direction, then I heard him say,"no wonder you picked the short urinal, you didn't want your dick getting wet." I wasn't sure what to make of that, and kinda laughed and said,"yea, I don't want this big cock to be dipping into the urinal cakes." He smiled and while we washed our hands he got my name and added me on Facebook. When the club was closing down I checked my facebook and of course, he had already sent me a message. It was a non-chalant,"cool meeting you man, what you doing tonight?" I told him I was headed home, and he immediately responded and asked if he could hitch a ride to his mom's house which wasn't far from the club. We worked it out and he met me in the parking lot, got in and off we went. When we got to his mom's house he looked over and said,"I didn't actually need a ride, I ditched my friends so that you could take me home." I asked,"and why did you do that? you trying to get a look at my cock again?" hahaha He said,"yes, can you come inside?" On the way in, he said, that he hadn't ever tried anything with a guy before and that since no one was going to be home tonight he was wondering if I would show him some stuff. I was so hard my cock was about to rip through my jeans at the possibility of seeing this tennis player's ass naked. We got to his room and he apologized for it looking so "teenagey," As if I cared two shits. I grabbed him and started kissing him. He melted into my arms and let me dominate his mouth. He was moaning softly as I slipped off his shirt and quickly yanked down his pants and underwear. He was maybe 5 inches but hard as steel. I pushed him back onto his bed and pulled his pants and underwear off his ankles along with his socks. I got down on my knees and enveloped his cock with my mouth. He wrapped both arms around my head as I sucked him like the pro that I am. He was breathing harder and harder, I could tell he was about to bust so I slowed down and started licking his shaft, then his balls and started kissing his inner thighs and would lick his skin hard with my unusually long tongue. I was purposely licking and getting closer to his cherry hole with my tongue. I was afraid it would stink since he was new to all this, but he smelled like fresh clean sweat. No musky or unpleasantness at all. Which was all I needed to dive my tongue into his hole. I ate his ass and told him to jerk off while I tongue fucked him. He was experiencing things he'd never had before and his body was convulsing from all these new pleasures. I pushed him up on his bed and spit on my dick, lined it up right on his hole and started pushing. He said he didn't say he wanted to do "that." But I kept rubbing and pushing my fat cockhead on his hole and I asked him if he wanted me to stop, I wasn't inside him. He told me to keep going as he continued to jerk. I went down on his hole again and got it wetter with my mouth, this time pushing spit into him with my thumb. I did this for awhile and he was enjoying it completely. I came up a bit and sucked his cock some more while I slipped a finger into his tight wet hole. I took my mouth off his cock and found his prostate with my finger and started to rub it. When I pushed on his prostate his cock jumped and precum poured out. He looked down real quick and said with a shocked face,"what the fuck was that? Did I cum?" I told him I hit his prostate and not to worry, it's just precum. He laid back and let me suck him more while I worked another finger inside him. I took it easy on his dick with my mouth because he could've exploded at any moment. I got back up and started kissing and licking his neck and I grabbed ahold of my cock and started fucking his now slightly looser outer ring. I told him to breath, and to push out a little so it'd feel better. When his hole gave way enough I plunged my cockhead and an inch or two inside him. He yelled and moaned loud and his body froze. He told me to take it out it hurt too much, but I just said,"if I move right now, it's going to hurt like a motherfucker, get used to it first then I'll pull it out." He agreed as we stayed in that position without moving. I started stroking his cock and it didn't take long for him to get rock hard again. As I started stroking him faster I began rocking into him. My cock was barely moving in and out his tight hole. He was getting extremely excited and wrapped his legs around me. I kept jerking him and leaned in to kiss him hard, he was maniacal with lust now and he pulled me into him. I was halfway inside his hole and he let out a big sigh. "AHHHHHH! Keep going," he said,"put all that dick inside my ass." He didn't have to tell me twice. I pushed all the way inside him as he twisted and turned his body under me. I held him there for a minute then started to actually fuck his virgin hole. I was long dicking him now and he couldn't stop moving, he was grabbing at me, the sheets, his cock, everything. I could tell he was getting really close to cumming, his cock could cut glass at this point and was steadily leaking. I kept fucking his hole faster and faster with just spit for lube in his cherry hole, the friction was too good, I was about to cum too. I warned him,"I'm getting close. I'm about to cum." He was breathing so hard and about to cum so much so that he barely registered what I said and told me not to cum in him. I slowed my fucking way down to a near stop and said,"you don't want my cum inside your ass? You don't want me to shoot my load in you on your first time?" He was too close to blowing his load and the fact that I stopped fucking him halted his impending explosion. He said,"Keep FUCKING ME!" I said,"you want my cum? You want it?" He was jerking so fast now and grabbed me, pulled me deep inside him and said,"I don't care! Just fuck me like you were!" I obliged and started pounding his hole again when his whole body tensed up and he started shooting all over himself, stomach, neck and even into his open mouth, that's all it took for me as I began to shoot huge amounts of cum deep in his hole. We laid like that for ten minutes or so trying to calm down. I slowly pulled out and I got dressed. He just put some basketball shorts on and walked me to the door. He said "I can feel your cum leaking down my leg. I'm not out, I think I'm bi. I don't know if I want you to fuck me again, but maybe we could mess around sometimes." I fucked and bred his ass for the rest of his senior year and for three years in college.

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.

6. JP I woke up as the sunrise crossed from subtle to direct and intense. I woke up early enough during the week that it was sometimes hard to sleep in on the weekends. As I shifted position, a boy pressed his head against my chest. From the innate sense mammals have for their mates, I could tell that the boy was not Cal nor was the boy Jon. Slowly, it came back to me. Jon had brought a new boy over, a boy for us to play with, and with luck, infect. But somehow, it had gone a bit off the rails. The boy was adorable, and his hungry hole had drained us all dry. However, when it turned into a second and then a third load that he milked out of us, there was more than just physical attraction. He looked up at me. "Morning," he said. I leaned in and kissed him. I could taste the other two men in my family. "Morning," I finally replied as I broke off the kiss. My leg was pressed against his groin, and I could feel that he had sprouted morning wood. He pressed it even harder against, still horny from the night before. Behind him, Jon opened his eyes. Cal had gotten up earlier; if I had to guess, his hole had been hungry when he woke up. He would have hit the pipe, then tried to find some random guy to breed his hole. He required a pretty steady diet of sperm to stay satisfied, and even with the two of us, we couldn't always keep up. He would return soon enough, sweaty, disheveled, tweaking, and dripping sperm. Hopefully, by then, some more of the guests would have arrived, and he'd be able to get even more loads from them. "Good morning," Jon said. He leaned in, over Seth's head and kissed me. Then he leaned down and kissed Seth's head. "Hungry boy," he murmured. "Oh?" I asked. "His hole is trying to swallow my dick," Jon said. "You need to get fucked?" I asked Seth. "Please," he said. I reached down and grabbed his butt cheek, pulling it apart and exposing Seth's well-used hole for Jon's raw cock. "Fill me up," he continued. "Careful what you ask for," I said. My fingertips brushed against Jon's dick. It was soft and warm on the outside, but that masked the rigid, stiff core. His shaft was still slippery with the sweat, spit, lube, and cum that had accumulated over the course of the evening and into the small hours of the night. There was a soft gasp from Seth; Jon had penetrated the boy and the fuck had begun. "Mmmmmm," Jon moaned. More of his shaft slid past my fingers. Jon was always horny in the morning. It was the perfect time for Seth to be gifted with another thick and potent load of sperm. "Fucking hot." "Can you feel the cum up there?" I asked. Jon smiled. "Hell yeah," he said. "So much god damned sperm in this boy." "You're a lucky boy," I told Seth. "I know I am," Seth said. He moaned as Jon pushed his dick a bit further. It was a moan of pleasure; I wondered if he'd feel the same pleasure when being fucked at the end of our weekend together. "Your dick. So damn hard. And so fucking deep." "And so completely raw," Jon whispered into his ear, just loud enough for me to hear it over the sounds of the two men fucking. "Raw. And safe," Seth replied. "Fucking perfect." My dick twitched. The night before, Jon and I had replaced most of the poor boy's PReP with harmless and ineffective sugar pills. The occasional live ammunition would make it even worse for Seth; it would help ferment a drug-resistant strain even as he thought it was protecting him. All I needed to do now was to habituate him to skipping doses as well. "Taking it all boy?" I asked. "I am. Every raw inch of it." I leaned in and kissed him. I pressed my tongue into him and forced myself onto him. He accepted me willingly, even sucking me deeper. It was easy to lose myself into the kiss, even more so knowing my husband was fucking him. It was the same feeling we had with Cal. A fourth would be an interesting addition to our small family. "He's gonna cum in me, isn't he?" "Yeah," I said, then kissed him again. We got lost, taking several minutes to remember to breathe, much less continue to talk. "Cum deep in your guts," I said. "That's what I want," Seth replied. Another kiss, another five minutes of intimate pleasure. "His load in my ass." I wrapped my arm around Seth's head, and leaned in to kiss Jon. He was a bit flushed, his face red. He always looked that way, right before he reached orgasm. "Breed him," I whispered to my husband. "That's my plan," Jon said. "Fill him with my cum." I whispered in his ear, this time softly so that only Jon could hear me. "Your hot poz cum," I said. "You know it." He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close, crushing Seth between us. The young man moaned; Jon's cock was being forced even deeper into his body, and he was loving every second of it. "Fucking cumming," Jon grunted, as his body spasmed in uncontrollable pleasure. "Breed him," I grunted. I had kept my hand on Seth's ass; now it was time to hold him tight. My grip was tight enough to keep him from squirming away. It was his destiny to get loaded up by a bunch of poz men, and it would be a pity for him to miss another one of Jon's massive morning loads. "Fill him up." "Fuuuck yeah," Jon grunted. He had hit the point where the only thing that mattered was his dick and the pleasure it was getting from shooting its load into Seth's asshole. "Fuuuuck," he grunted again. Each one was indicated another eruption of pleasure for Jon, and another spurt of hot, thick cum into Seth. "You're cumming in me," Seth moaned. His voice was a bit weak; I wondered just how intense it was for him. "Fucking fill me up with your hot daddy cum." "Take it, boy," Jon said. "Fucking take every drop." Seth had called him Daddy, and that had gotten Jon's dick throbbing even more. Two more spurts landed in Seth before the boy had even had a chance to breathe. "Fucking breeding you, my boy." "Please, Daddy," Seth said, embracing his desires and dreams, and allowing himself the pleasure of being properly fucked by a real man: hard and intense, raw and unprotected, dangerous and euphoric. "Breed me." "Oh, damn," Jon grunted, then sighed in exhaustion. His pace was slowing down, but Seth had gotten a fresh morning load of cum in his ass. "Fucking intense," he said, then kissed me again. There was sweat on his lips, and I could sense the heat rising from his body. "Fucking good boy." "Fucking hard Daddy," Seth said. He nibbled on one of my nipples, and my dick throbbed. Watching my husband fuck a young boy had reminded me of my own morning wood. "Both daddies," he said. Behind him, Jon slowly pulled his dick from Seth's hole. He then rolled onto his side, his arms and legs spread trying to cool down. "You ok?" I asked. "Fine. Just tired." "You got a workout," I said. "As did you," I said to Seth. He smiled and kissed me. "Happy boy?" "Yeah. But hungry. Daddy dick is filling, but it just leaves you wanting more." "Careful there, boy," Jon said. He was still breathing heavily. "Can I get some food?" Seth asked. "Sure," I said. "You know where the kitchen is, right?" "Yep." He climbed to his knees with surprising dexterity, especially for one freshly fucked, and literally not even out of bed yet. "Take what you need. And come back and let me fuck you," I said. I grabbed my cock and felt how hard it was. Seth paused for a second stepping off the bed. He reached back and grabbed his ass, pulling it aside for me to admire his asshole. There was a smear of white spooge against a light spray of hair. My dick throbbed. "Will do, Sir," Seth said. My dick dripped when I heard him call me Sir. I looked over and saw Jon staring at my cock. He looked up and waited for Seth to step out of the room. "I saw that," he said. He rolled over next to me. "You liked him calling you Sir," he said. He reached down, and ran his finger over the tip of my dick, lubricated by my pre-cum. "Really liked it," he said, and then licked his fingers clean. "Or Daddy," I said. Jon reached down and continued to stroke my dick. It was still hard, and even the light stimulation from Jon caused another drop of cum to form. "Yeah," Jon said, and trailed off for a second. He continued to gently fondle my stiff staff. "Daddy." He leaned up against me and nibbled my ear. I turned towards him and we kissed. "Big daddy dick," he said, running his finger along the length of my shaft. "Poz daddy dick," he mumbled, before I stuck my tongue back in his mouth. "Charged up poz dick," I said. "My man need a recharge?" I asked. I was looking forward to getting my dick into Seth again, but there was more than enough cum in my heavy balls to make all the men in my life happy. "Yeah," Jon said. "You gonna shoot that infected spooge into my raw hole?" The dirty talk, so explicit about the virus we both carried, was turning me on. "Hell yeah. Re-charge my drug-free husband?" "Re-charge, yes. Drug-free, hopefully not," Jon said. Memories of the night before came back to me. I remembered dumping out Seth's PReP. I remembered Jon saying he was going to stop taking his HIV meds. I remembered being hard as a rock at the implications of what we were doing. "Wait. You're gonna take meds today?" I asked. "Of course not," Jon said. "Seth deserves our most potent fluids." He rolled over and opened the bed table drawer. I smiled. "But drug free?" he said as he produced a glass pipe and a torch. "Not if I can do anything about it." With his free hand, a bottle of poppers also appeared. "Wanna start the party?" "Only if I can breed your raw hole," I said. I already knew the answer to the question. "Fuck yeah," Jon said. He sat up in bed, and held the glass pipe up to the window, examining how much was still left in the bowl. "More than enough for us," he said. He lit the torch and held it under the bowl, expertly rolling it and pulling the flame. It was only a few seconds before the first tendrils of white smoke leaked out. "This is going to be fun," he said. He wrapped his lips around the stem, and inhaled deeply. I could see the bowl empty. He paused for a second, and it refilled. He emptied it several more times; I was too distracted by his ass to count them properly. "Fuck," he grunted, and a small cloud escaped from his mouth. Then he leaned in, and pressed his lips against mine. He exhaled, forcing the thick cloud into my lungs. I gasped, but managed to get most of the cloud. We continued to kiss, exhaling and inhaling the cloud between us. Jon pressed his body against me. His cock was still semi-hard from fucking Seth. It felt good to feel him against me, especially as my cock slipped between his legs, and eagerly sought out his hole. "Fuck," I said. "I want to get inside you." "I want you in me," Jon said. "Fucking me." "Breeding you," I said. "Recharging me," Jon mumbled. The tina was just hitting my brain, and my dick was throbbing. "Repozing you," I said. I reached over for the pipe; Jon handed it over. It was still lightly smoking, so I put it in my mouth. Jon held the torch under it, and within a second or two, my lungs were sucking in the thick clouds. "Mmmmmm," I muttered, waiting for the bowl to re-fill. "Help you pass it on to Seth," he said, dreamily. I could tell the tina was hitting him as well. It was a good feeling; our thoughts were getting sleazier and sleazier, and our bodies aroused and ready to follow those thoughts to their logical conclusion. But yet, I didn't want us to get too high yet. The entire weekend stretched out before us, a weekend full of partying and playing and pozzing. I nodded, and Jon killed the torch. I handed the still-warm pipe to Jon, who managed a still respectable hit. We kissed again, and swapped the cloud back and forth. "This is nice," he finally said. "I'm still going to fuck you," I replied. I exhaled the last of the cloud, and it slowly drifted down, and then off the bed. "Still going to fuck you hard." "And raw," Jon said. I rolled him over onto his back, and maneuvered myself between his legs. Instinctively, he grabbed his ankles, and spread his legs wide. I just let my dick follow the path outlined by Jon's muscular, hairy thighs. It led directly to his hole and I let my cockhead rest there for a second. "Re-charge you with my cum." Jon reached down and felt my dick, carefully positioning it so it could slide into his hole. "Your poz cum," he said. "Fucking potent poz cum." I tensed my thighs, just enough to push my dick an inch or two forward. It was all the force that I needed. My dickhead slid easily into Jon's hole, and the two of us moaned softly as my shaft slid into his tight, warm, raw hole. "I'm inside you." "Fucking me," Jon said. I leaned in, pushed a few more inches of my dick into him, and then kissed him. "Fucking me with that fat daddy cock," Jon said, when I finally let him catch his breath. He stared at me, his brilliant green eyes flashing in the morning sun. "I love you," he said. "I love you too," I replied. It was all too easy to love a man who took my cock like Jon did, and then would return the favor with even more intensity and passion. "Love the way my pozcock feels in your hole." "Last night," Jon began. I knew what he was going to talk about. "Your numbers." I was right. "Yeah?" I asked. I had just gotten blood work back. My viral load was high and my T-cell count was low. It was not a good combination. "Are you?" He paused for a moment, hesitating. "You know. Go for it." "Full-blown?" I asked. "Yeah," he said. "Full-blown." I could tell he was being careful not to put any emotion into it. He wanted this to be my decision. But it was hard for him to hide the way he was stroking his dick. Surprisingly, for a man who had both just shot his load and just hit the crystal, his cock was getting hard. "AIDS," he said. "I don't know," I said. I pressed my dick deep into him. My cockhead twitched, and a few drops of pre-cum landed in his gut. "It's scary. But also, exciting." "Yeah," Jon said. He smiled again, pulled me close, and kissed me. It was close and familiar, the product of years of fucking and loving. "You know, not matter what, I'm here for you. No matter what you choose." "And your ass?" "Will always welcome your cock. You know. I took your cock neg. I took your cock poz. And I'll take your cock with full-blown AIDS as well." "Fuck," I grunted, shoving my cock deep into my husband's ass. "I love you." "I love you too. I want you to cum in me." Jon wrapped his legs around me, and pulled himself onto my cock. A bolt of sexual energy ricocheted out of my dick, across my body, and landed in my brain. "Fucking give me your AIDS load," he grunted into my ear. "You want it?" I moaned. "You want my AIDS cum?" I asked. I was pounding my dick into him relentlessly. I don't know why I even thought the question. I had past the point of no return, and there was no way I could stop myself. Jon, of course, was hungry for my dirty, infected poz load. "Breed me," he said. "Fucking breed me with that AIDS dick. Fill me with your foul and toxic cum." He tightened his legs around me and held me fast. He was holding me tightly enough that it was hard for me to even move, much less pull out far enough that even a drop of my deadly poz cum would drip out of his hole. "Make me your poz bro. Your infected husband." My dick was throbbing. These were some of the darkest and most depraved fantasies that we had, the ones where we would infect each other, spread it to our friends, and gift it to utter strangers. These were the fantasies that Cal had help us make real and the same fantasies that crystal made more intense and arousing. "Fuck," I grunted. "Your hole is hungry for it." "Give it to me," Jon moaned. "Fucking breed me. Knock me up. Give me your disease." I leaned in, and we kissed. I was dripping a steady stream of pre-cum into Jon's hole. Several years ago, the two of us had hooked up with a doctor. Tweaked out on crystal, the three of us had started talking about pozzing. He had told us about his patients, how the men would tell him first about playing around with tina. Then the men had told him about barebacking when they were high. Finally, he would tell each of them that they were poz. We smoked another bowl together, sharing stories of partying and barebacking. Finally, Jon had asked the doctor if pre-cum was enough. The doctor had taken samples of each of our pre-cum and showed us under an old microscope just how many sperm were there. "Enough to get a girl pregnant," the doctor had said. "Or infect a twink," he had also added. Ever since, Jon and I had treasured these longer moments of exchange. It allowed us to build and strengthen the fluid bond between us, without the pressures and aftermath of a release. Even so, invariably the resulting orgasms were the biggest and most intense we shared. "Mmmmmm," I moaned. "You want to share another hit?" I asked. Jon smiled. He knew exactly how another hit from the glass pipe would impact our love-making. The talk would get dirtier and we would push each other to greater extremes. I couldn't help but wonder about Seth. The young man had taken multiple loads from all three of us last night, and then, Jon and I had destroyed the only thing that was protecting him from us. Both things had been ideas cooked up in previous tweaked-out party sessions. What would we think up this evening? "Yeah," Jon said, jolting me back to reality. He reached over and grabbed the pipe and torch. We sat up a bit, making it easier for him to heat up the bowl. It quickly started smoking, and he stuck the stem of the pipe in his mouth. As he inhaled and tasted the familiar smoke, he closed his eyes and smiled. "Fuck, this is nice. You inside me," he said between breaths draining the bowl. "My poz cock," I murmured, as he continued to suck down gulps of clouds. Finally, he nodded, and I took the pipe from him. It was still warm, so I took a few quick hits. "Maybe my AIDS dick," I said as I adjusted the torch. The drugs were filling my lungs, and just beginning to hit my brain. The crystal was amplifying the HIV already lodged there, and sending signals directly to my cock. It was all-consuming; all I wanted to do was breed. I kissed Jon, and we swapped spit and clouds, letting all of the drug fill our body. The warmth was spreading outward from my cock and only re-enforcing my erection. "Fuck," I moaned. My dick stiffened. "I want to breed you," I grunted. "Do it," Jon replied. "Breed me hard." "I want to breed Cal." "Do it, man," Jon replied to me. "Breed him deep." I shoved my dick deep into Jon's raw hole. "I want to breed Seth," I said. I said it on auto-pilot, but I suddenly realized that I had meant it all. I wanted to breed my husband, of course. And, clearly, I wanted to breed our young boy. But I also wanted to breed this brand-new boy as well, and I wanted to breed him in the same breath as these critical men. "You wanna breed Seth?" Jon arched his brow at me, but then smiled. "One rule." It was my turn to look quizzical, but Jon continued. "One rule. As raw as possible," he said, smiling. My cock twitched, and more pre-cum dripped into Jon's hole. "Of course," I said, and kissed him again. It was hard to imagine life without Jon. It was horribly trite, but he wasn't just my husband, but also my best friend, closest confidant, and indispensable therapist. He usually knew what I needed long before I realized it. "You need another hit," he said. "A big one," he continued. "Before you breed Seth with that thick, hard cock of yours." "Poz cock," I mumbled, as I picked up the pipe and fumbled with the torch. "More than that," Jon said. "Fucking AIDS cock." Between my arousal and the crystal, my head was spinning and my dick was throbbing. It seemed all I could think about was spreading my seed and my virus. I wanted Jon to get it; I wanted Cal to get it; and, of course, I wanted Seth to get it. Nevertheless, I still managed to get the torch lit, and melted the tina. I stuck the pipe in my mouth and inhaled. "Big hit for me, my love. And a bigger hit for Seth." I inhaled slow and deep, letting the potent drug fill my lungs and seep into my bloodstream. I savored the hit. Before the day was done I would introduce Seth to these pleasures of crystal. I wondered how far the drug would push him and what dark fantasies would be uncovered. "That's it," Jon said. His voice was gentle, yet firm. It was impossible for me to deny him anything, even when it was a drug-fueled sexually depraved fantasy. Or maybe, especially when it was a party and play sexual fantasy. "Get tweaked for me. And get Seth tweaked for all of us." I paused a second, lowering the torch to avoid burning the tina. "And plant some toxic seed in that fertile ass," I said. I stuck the pipe back in my mouth, and inhaled a thick cloud. "Fuck," I grunted, and dutifully inhaled another cloud. I was able to do a third before my lungs filled up. "But not before I plant one inside of you," I said. I held the hit for at least a minute. I put the pipe to the side, and gently slow-fucked Jon's hole with my cock. Even as early into the party as I was then, I was still utterly tweaked, and the additional hit would only make it worse. "Re-infect me, my poisoned man," Jon said. He squeezed his ass around my shaft. I was trying to hold off, but I was getting pushed closer to the edge. "I know you've got plenty of loads up there," Jon said. "Fuuuck," I moaned, exhaling the thick cloud. It took a second before I could see Jon again. It was a bigger hit than I should have done, but I was beyond caring about that. I needed to share my gift. "I'm getting close." Last time I had partied like this, I had cum at least five times before I lost count. There would be plenty for both Jon and Seth. "Cum in me," Jon grunted, squeezing my dick. I grunted. "Fucking breed me with your poz cock," he continued. "Infect me with your AIDS cum," he said, as he pulled me down into a kiss. His tongue pressed into my mouth, and I lost it. "Fuuuuck," I grunted again, as my balls churned. "Oh god. So fucking hot. Gonna cum in you. Fill you up with my poz cum." I was on autopilot, more observing my body going through its darkest impulses. There was nothing I could do to keep from cumming. "Do it," Jon said. "Fucking re-infect you with my poz cum?" I asked in reply. "You want it?" I knew the answer, but it was far sweeter to hear it from him. "Fucking breed me. Fucking infect me with your AIDS cum." "Oh fuck," I grunted, and slammed my dick into my husband. This was how we stayed connected. We exchanged fluids as often as possible, and we had always embraced the deadly consequences. My balls clenched, and my cockhead tingled. I was on edge. I pushed my dick all the way into Jon and held it. "I'm cumming," I muttered before I lost all capability for rational thought. "FUUUUCK," I grunted, as a jet of pozcum rocketed down the length of my shaft, directly into Jon's receptive hole. "FUUUUUCK," I grunted again when a second spurt shot out. My cum was thick and hot. It burnt as it travelled the length of my dick, but it only reminded me of the potency of my seed. My dick was a loaded gun, my balls were endless magazines, and I was shooting right into my husband. I slammed my cock back into his wet hole, feeling the slimy fluid I had already injected squish around, and felt the force of the third spurt into his raw asshole. "Fuck, your cum burns," Jon said. He smiled. "I hope that means you're shooting proper AIDS spunk." That comment got him another thick load of cum. Jon tightened his ass around my shaft, clenched his fists, and closed his eyes. With over eight inches of my dick buried inside his body, we were completely connected. I felt the struggle of his body, wanting simultaneously to reject my deadly, diseased gift of virus-soaked semen and accept my loving, purifying gift of marriage. Jon struggled for several seconds, his ass writhing on my cock, before his need took over. He relaxed, his ass released, and I felt him accept my loving and deadly seed. "Take it, my man," I said, as more of my juice dripped into him. "Get every drop," I continued. "Fucking intense," Jon said. My dick was still lodged deep in him, still dripping cum. But the initial intensity of the orgasm had passed and I could enjoy the long release. "I think you're full-blown," he said. "At least the way your cum burns." I smiled. I closed my eyes, and imagined myself in a few years, following this path. The virus would have left marks on my body. My cheeks were hollow, my frame was a bit gaunt, but I still had the muscles and the hair. However, my cock felt bigger. Stronger even, and so much more potent and powerful, compared to today. In my vision, it thrust in and out of Jon. It pounded Cal relentlessly. And slammed deep into Seth; the young man now had a beautiful biohazard tattoo emblazoned on his flat stomach. "Oh fuck," I moaned. My dick surged, and two more spurts of cum drained from the bottom of my balls into Jon. I would need a bit of a respite before I was going to be able to cum again. But that would be later. For now, I stroked in and out as I worked the thick toxic paste into Jon's guts. "Wow," Jon said, his eyes distant. He clenched his fists again, and this time, his entire body shook, not just his ass. "Wow," he grunted again, as he struggled to maintain control. His ass held onto my dick like a lifeline. For a moment I was scared, worried that it was a reaction to the drugs we had done, not the cum I had just injected into him. But then, just as before, he relaxed and his ass sucked in my dick, accepting every poisoned drop of my seed. "Wow," he said again. "Those were, uh." Jon didn't finish the sentence quite yet. He wrapped his arms around me, pulled me tight against his chest, and kissed me. I thought for a second, I could taste my cum in his mouth. But then I lost myself in the post-orgasmic bliss. We made out for maybe seconds, maybe hours, before Jon finally broke it off. "I love you," he said. "And that cum. You need to share those dregs of your infected balls with Seth." "I will," I said. I shifted slightly; it was just enough stimulation to realize that my dick had finally gotten semi-soft, and it started to fall out of Jon. "When does the party start?" I asked. I reached over and grabbed Jon's cock. His was soft and small; the crystal had hit him much differently than it had affected me. Jon carefully rolled over. Unfortunately, it meant that my dick fell out but he ensured that every drop of my spooge stayed inside him. "Jesse should be over shortly. Thought Seth would enjoy a massage before the gang bang." "And get his hole penetrated by Jesse's unmedicated dick?" I asked. My own dick was twitching, thinking about another load of infected cum landing in Seth. Even though I knew this was the crystal thinking for me, it was still felt undeniably real to me. "Among other things," Jon said. He smiled. "This the time for us to introduce him to partying?" I asked. "Hell yeah it is," Jon said. "I thought you would never ask." We kissed again. "Maybe a booty bump. And you can fuck it into him?" I kissed him again. My dick was throbbing. "You want to message Jesse? Tell him what the plan is?" "Sure." I rolled over and grabbed my phone. I found Jesse one page down in my messages; it had been a quick conversation about helping poz some boy Jesse had found. I pounded out a quick message. "You and me. We're gonna help Seth get his first booty bump. And more high viral load cum."

Although my job as a bottom slut is to take loads for the pleasure of the top, i so feel much more degraded when the top chooses to take his dirty cock out of my hole and force it into my mouth and makes me swallow his load along with the filth from my hole. So I will ask if it pleases him to degrade me in this way or if he prefers to cum in my hole to breed me

I hope it went well, and give us the details, please!

jesuzzzz... that is an impressive cock

I’m a raw vers daddy and hang out usually on Friday nights at Steamworks. I prefer younger bottoms, vers or not. Cheers!

Thanks,, bud ... I'm gonna check it out next time I'm in Detroit. Last time I was there, I didn't know where the action was ...

In Chicago for Labor Day and looking for a man/men who live to service cock ... deep throat experts and real cocksucking pigs. Face to face or glory hole fine. I shoot a big load, you get a big load, we both leave happy. Me: 100% top, 45, above-average cock, average body (look like your average Home Depot dad), smoker. Can't host but can meet at your place, Manhandler, etc. Check my profile for more.

How did things go?

Love a boy begging for hot poz daddy cum

Last night of vacation. I had rsvp’d to a bbrt party the night before, but it was cancelled on account of Hurricane Lane. Being my first time on a bbrt party invitee list, I didnt realize . . . I got a few unlocks from hot guys and only later realized they were like ‘courtesy’ unlocks by other invitees. Before this dawned on me, I was answering each one as if it were an oink. One was from a 28 semi hairy inked seaman from the naval base, young, handsome, fit. I would never have come onto him cold. I prefer men 40-70. But he responded to my inadvertant interest. I ask him over. He says he is ’down for whatever’. He drives over the island to come. We ask him in. Awkward. “Anything to drink?” “No thanks.” We move him towards the sofa, my 57 yo husband and me 55. “May I?” pulling up his shirt. He nods yes. Awkward. Not wanting to kiss, not wanting to communicate, just him wanting to . . . idk awkward. But we got him stripped, and bent over the sofa, him sucking my husbands dick and ass out for me. A wad of spit and a finger on the hole is what I do first. It is what I almost always do first. But this one this navy man’s ass I HAD to put my tongue there PERFECT musky smell I never hardly ever eat ass, but I HAD to. He is responding so well with a dick in his mouth and my tongue in his ass I want my dick in so I smear my precum from tip of my dick around his hole. I HAVE to taste that -my precum his asshole.FUCK I am impatient and am there pressing my dick inside. It wasnt the hole which was tight, his ass itself was - like a big muscle. Pushed and pushed and pushed inside UGH and slid all the way one long sweet slow stroke in.I hold him steady with my hand over the tattoo center of his back and I start in and out. My head spins. A few times I slip back out. I mean he pushes me out with that ass muscle. It is hard to get it back in. But this ass wants my dick. So we fuck and fuck and it’s my husbands turn. He puts the boy on his back ass out and mounts him. My husband has a sort of jabbing aggressive style of fucking I took for twenty five years. The boy loves it. LOVES it. He’s in cock pig trance. ‘Dickmatized’. I put my dick in his face. He sniffs knowing it has been ALL the way up inside him, pretty hard. But he takes it in his mouth HAHAHhA I love having a big dick. Stuffed with dick at both ends before you know the bent in half boy is shooting all over his hairy tatted chest! AWESOME The spouse pulls out and strokes his load there too. One cum covered sailor. YES YES YES the smell alone. But then me. He tried letting me back in. Once. Twice. This won’t work. Oh well. I am not greedy. Swim? We get in the spa, Have a nice convo. Awkward, but . . . Then we get out and start wrapping up the evening. He checks his phone. I ask “May I ?” bending him over the couch again. My intention is to rub my hard dick between his ass cheeks, making a mental image deposit to the spank bank. But then there’s lube. And my finger. And I am pushing my hard cock back inside him, and FUCK - man that ass muscle it feels so good. I am fucking away trying to find his prostate, trying to not get squeezed back out, trying to hit deep as I can. I reach around and his dick it is ROCK hard dripping just from my dick inside him! Then needing leverage, I push him down into the couch. I have one arm around the front of his shoulders and one arm around his hips so I can thrust hard and deep. His face is smashed into a pillow and I am breathing hard in his ear as I am fucking harder and harder with my body covering his FUCKING HIM HARD AND DEEP AND FAST He says “Please breed me.” And I am shooting cum holding him pinned down cum deep as I can put it FUCK YES OMG sailor with my dna swimming upstream INSIDE him And that was it. Awkward. And then he dressed and left. I wished I had a picture. His ones online dont come anywhere near doing him justice.

It's a mix from time to time, it does appeal to a more aged crowd mostly, but I've seen all sorts there over the years. Good fun, especially in the warmer months.

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Part 5 Benji had just taken his fifth load of HIV infected cum into his unprotected hole as Arthur continued to massage the cum into the walls off his hole. Sam had asked him, “Can I fuck you next? I haven’t cum in nearly 2 weeks. It’ll be a huge load for you to take.” Benji’s head was level with Sam’s cock when he asked. The twink knew he’d be hungry for another cock once Arthur pulled out. He answered, “Yes, please fuck me next. Breed me, I want you too cum inside me.” Sam moved in so the instant Arthur pulled out he was ready to side his cock inside the newbie. Benji felt Arthur’s softening cock slip out of his hole. Almost immediately he felt Sam’s hard rod penetrate his body. The newbie bottom let out a deep moan of pleasure as he concentrated I the feeling as his new top slid slowly in, pushing the accumulated cum deeper into his body where it would stay forever becoming a part of him. Sam was not only enjoying the warmth of the teen's fuck tunnel, but the lubrication the accumulated cum provided. “Damn boy, I can tell you’ve really been fucked one your first night. You should always remember, cum makes the best lube.” Benji was thinking about Sam’s comment and was thankful for the cum he had inside him that helped the last few guys fuck him. He knew he’d need to continue to have his cum inside him not just for the feeling of a connection with he guy who had just fucked him, but to provide lubrication for the next cock to fuck him. Sam continued telling his bottom, “Now I want you hitting that pipe until the pipe is empty or I fill your ass with my load.” Sam took his time with the twink. He wanted to enjoy the kid’s hole as long as possible. Benji kept smoking the pipe as Sam instructed while he flexed his ass. He learned to tighten his ass up as Sam pulled back and let loose when Sam pushed back inside. Sam was enjoying the way the teen's ass was working his cock, “Oh damn, that’s it bitch. Work that ass and I’ll give you what you want, what you need, what you desire. I'll give you everything you want and more. Right now, let's just you and I enjoy my hard cock invading your body. Feel it as it pushes into your body.” Benji continued to work his ass milking Sam’s cock as he blew cloud after cloud. His drugged up mind processing Sam’s words woke his mind concentrated on the hard cock working in his ass, “Fuck me! Your cock is inside me. It feels so good inside me, so hard, so big.” This was by far the longest fuck if the night. Sam’s cock kept leaking pre cum inside the teens ass containing the bug that was thing to change the twink forever. The cock, pre cum and cum that he has been taking all night had already imprinted on his brain not just the need to be fucked, but fucked raw and have the guy cum inside him. The transformation in his brain, aided by the drugs, was exactly as intended when David first saw him at the club. Sam continued his slow and steady fuck as Benji was nearing the end of the crystal that was in the pipe. Sam felt the continued change within Benji as the drugs flowed through his body. As Benji finished the pipe off be was hoping the fuck would last forever while wanting Sam to eventually cum inside him. Now work the pipe empty he began to beg, “Fuck Sam, your cock is so big, so hard. Fuck, I need the gift of your cum. Please cum inside me.” After seeding several of the regular bottoms at the party, David wanted to check up on his creation and joined Benji and Sam. As he approached the two be noticed Sam’s typical slow and steady fuck. He knew the effect of most newbie bottoms was irreversible. The sensations felt during his fuck as he smoked the bottom out was very powerful. Sam knew he was going to need to seed this ass soon. He felt the tingle in his balls and began to quicken his pace as David joined the two. David asked, “How is everyone doing?” Sam replied first, “Fantastic, this kid’s for a great ass.” Benji’s was next, “His cock feels so good inside me.” David then asked, “Are you going to cum issue Benji? Does Benji want Sam’s cum?” Sam answered, “Of course I’m going to breed him, I’ve got nearly a 2 week load I’m about to flood his ass with.” Benji quickly added, “Yeah fill me up, cum in my ass.” When Sam heard Benji begging for his load he went into quick, rapid fucking as his cock swelled inside the teen’s ass, his breathing became deeper and few shouted out, “FUCKING TAKE MY LOAD BITCH! DRAIN MY BALLS SLUT!”

It's actually a bend called the sigmoid colon. It turns to your left at a sharp angle, so if you're not used to it getting straightened out, it will hurt. I recommend playing with one of those long, thin, flexible double dildos to prepare for deep penetration. Go slow, use plenty of lube, relax, breathe deep, and as was said above, push out to open up more.

You know that feeling like they're hitting a wall when a guy fucks you in a certain way? They're fucking you and it feels great and then they go deeper and BAM, pain and you feel yourself desperately trying to crawl away from that cock. That's your "second hole'. If you have your wits about you, you can arch your back a little more or shift your ass a bit and find the opening so the next thrust goes into instead of against. I guarantee, he'll groan and moan and will nut in you HARD.

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

The following week passed in a blur. I just did everything on autopilot remembering the life changing weekend I had the previous weekend. On Friday I skipped classes altogether and made sure that I was ready inside and out for my next lesson with Joe. I arrived dead on time in my board shorts and vest. I did not put any underwear on as I would have struggled to keep my raging hard on under wraps. As soon as I entered the house Joe ordered me to strip. He then asked me if I wanted to learn more which I eagerly replied that I did. He immediately pulled out a loaded needle, tied of my arm and proceeded to slam me. As he removed the tie the chemical taste hit the back of my throat and I started coughing out. After my body got that warm feeling all over followed by my ass starting to scream to be fucked. I dropped to my knees to take Joe's massive cock down my throat but he stepped back. He could see the want, the lust in my eyes but he kept me at arm's length. Instead he got me off my knees and guided me to the living room. The TV was showing BB porn and in the middle of the room was a padded fuck bench. I was led over to this and laid down on it. Joe then proceeded to secure my hands and feet to each corner. Once he realised I was secure he then started toLube my hole. He placed a finger at a time in my hole slowly working me open. I felt the familiar burn and realise I was being ripped up. Joe then stood and placed his throbbing cock at my enterance. He then slowly but forcefully pushed his monster cock into my hole making me moan out loud. He then proceeded to fuck me long n hard for about 30 minutes before announcing he was going to shoot his deadly load into my eager hole. He ploughed in two more times and let out a massive road as he released his poz seed deep into my hole. He slowly withdrew his cock and placed a large black butt plug in my hole. He then went on to tell me he had a surprise for me. He said that if I truly wanted to be a cum dump then I had to take more than just his load. He then said that as I was so hot that he had told his dealer about me . The dealer wanted to come over and fuck me. I readily agreed and Joe said good as he was already waiting in the next room.

Love to hang out there. Do those older Latin daddies ever breed older white pussy? Love old video stores and the thought of being in that drivein majes me wet!

wish we had that in UK that is hot as fuck I'm leaking pre cum wow ?

Recently went out to a gay bar just for a couple drinks and to chill. I prepped "just in case"--and glad I did. During my first beer a guy came over started chatting, at first thought nothing of it. Then it was clear he was interested in playing and would adjust himself occasionally--I'd just smile. A few beers later (and a couple shots in him) and we walked to his place. His roommate was home and we all talked a little then my soon-to-be fb and I go up to his room. We played, got fucked and bred, he got up to pee. I could hear him talk to his roommate before he returned but thought nothing of it. He came back and I noticed he pushed door but didn't close it, we talked a little then he started fucking me again I'm on all fours. FB came around to my head with my ass still in the air and I was sucking him clean when his roommate walked in and apologized for interruption but walked by and was watching me get bred again. FB told him no worries and their talking just normal stuff. Then FB asked him why's he tenting up? Roomie said my wet hole looked hot and he got turned on--all while I'm sucking FB clean. FB offered him my hole, "why don't you use his hole man, I wet it up good for you, he likes getting fucked and bred, he'll take your loads, go ahead". I couldn't believe this is happening--I didn't mind getting another fuck but they don't really know me or how I feel but I found it so hot to just be used like a whore! Roomie slides in and just starts fucking me like a sextoy, while I still have a dick in my mouth. He cums pretty quick then presents me with his dick to clean off. Then they start talking like I'm not there about how good my ass is and how much they came and how little dripped out, and FB tells him I said I like holding loads in my ass all night. We all get into the same bed, and FB says "Damian and I may need to bust again tonight, if you don't mind"! I can't believe I'm hearing this--what a way to end a dry spell! I got 5 loads by morning, they remarked how well I held most of it in, and would I want to come back sometime and service them and a couple of their friends as they all like sloppy holes. 5's been the most loads up my ass ever and have been wanting to see what my limit is and maybe I get to find out soon by this chance meeting.

To everyone who commented and liked this story. Thank you. This is my second story and although I love writing from a bottom point of view I was thinking about writing some from a tops point of view. Please let me know what y'all think. I do appreciate any feedback

He started to slide his cock deliciously in and out of me, taking his time as he enjoyed the feel of my cummy arsehole around his cock. "Mmmm....darling!" he gasped. " you have a sexy pussy!" The other man got off the sofa and headed out. "See you two lovebirds later!" He laughed. "Knock him up good, Terry!" Terry chuckled as the man left and whispered in my ear. " Is that what you want, baby? Do you want daddy's nasty sperm in you? Do you want my baby?" I was gasping with pleasure as I knelt on the old sofa, arse up, being fucked by this sagging old man. But his cock felt so good, and I was so high with the sleaziiness of it, I could only nod my head and say "Yes...breed me!" He sighed happily. "Good boy!." Then he thrust faster in and out until his cock was like a rod of iron in me "Here it comes!" He gasped and I felt his cock throb and throb, knowing with each contraction his toxic sperm was spurting into me. After a few moments, he stopped moving and lay heavily on my back. I could feel his ribs and his heart pounding. "Oh yes...you're all wet with my spunk now. Let's give it a chance to take, shall we?" He lay on me like an old pig. It was quiet and still as the others had left, and I could hear the clock ticking and smell the body odour on the sofa back beneath my chin. Eventually, his cock softened to the point where my hole expelled it with a soft hiss and he got heavily to his feet and slapped my bum. "There you go, son. Hope you enjoyed getting pregnant with me. See you later" Then he was gone and I was alone in that filthy room, sperm dripping out of me, wondering what the hell I'd done. And yet, my cock was rock hard and I was as excited as I've ever been. There was a noise in the door way and the thin, veiny man called Arthur who'd used me to get off came in and gave a dirty laugh. "Fuckin' hell! Look at you!" He laughed as I got to my feet, erection standing out with a drool of pre-cum hanging from the tip. "Bet you didn't expect this, did yer? Bet you didn't plan to go home well and truly pozzed?" I shook my head and blushed, "I'm so ashamed of myself, I shouldn't have done it" I said. But my hard-on showed a different story and he just leered at me "I think you knew what you were doing. You're just a filthy bastard like the rest of us." He turned, knelt on the sofa and spread his sagging, wrinkled buttocks revealing a puffy, slack brown hole glistening with lube. "C'mon," He said. "Give me your last neg load. This is what your arse is going to look like one day" He wriggled it obscenely at me. I couldn't resist. My heart was pounding and I knew now what I was. I got behind him, pressed my cock into his puffy lips and slid up him as Bill appeared again with his rubbish bag to empty the bin. He watched me fucking the wasted old body for a minute or two, then came and slipped his hand under my buttocks and squeezed my balls and fingered my cock were it entered the slimey hole. "That's it" He said. " Don't be shy. Shoot up him like his wants." He suddenly thrust his forefinger into Arthur along side my cock and I gasped with pleasure, feeling the orgasm approaching "C...cumimg! I gasped "Ooh, lovely! I can feel it shooting around my finger" Arthur was laughing as he took my load "Git your fucking finger out you dirty sod!" Bill did what he was told and winked at me as he licked the cum and juices from his forefinger. "Nice. " He said. " Sweet. And your last neg load. I know they've all fucked you. Welcome to our little club!"

I'm seeing my poz son later tonight. He confirmed his new status with a swab last weekend. It will feel so good to breed the toxic hole I created.

My balls are holy. They generate my seed, contain my essence, give my life purpose. One of my sluts is obsessed with men's balls and he worships mine like they are a God to him.

My first time was with my uncle when I was 11. Then he continued to breed me until I was 15 when the family caught us, and blamed me for turning a straight man gay and ruining his family and kick me on the streets. I became a escort until I was 25 to pay for things since I had no education, and couldn't get a job. I met my cousin on grindr about 4 years ago, and he wanted to be a client, so I took him on. Even though I don't escort anymore he still breeds me because I enjoy his dick, and my husband enjoys the incest factor.

My ex was in town yesterday and wanted to catch up for lunch. When we were together, both of us were pretty vanilla, although I suspected he took a load or two on the side. We met at my place; I told him to let himself in while I finished up in the shower. I had an "oh shit" moment in the shower, realizing I had left a bottle of poppers (from a failed hookup the night before) and my phone on the coffee table. When I came out of the bathroom, he was chilling on the couch with an obvious hard-on, a faint scent of poppers in the air and a mischievous smile on his face. We embraced, and he said "I see that someone else is being bad this time." I played innocent, and he called me out, having seen a few messages pop up on my phone from some prospective fucks. The sexual tension was immense, and I was getting hard in my briefs thinking about using my ex's ass. He noticed, and the making out commenced. He pushed my hand down his pants onto his ass, and his hole was already wet. I tore his clothes off and started eating his hole, which was freshly filled with cum. That was the only invitation I needed to push my bare cock in his hole. I fucked him hard and deep on the couch, making him moan. He was a much better bottom than I remembered, and his ass was more muscular. I shot deep inside him, leaving his ass gaping and dripping with cum. He kissed me and thanked me for load #3 of the day, then headed to lunch together. I'm now setting up my second load of the new year, having taken one earlier this morning from a regular fuck bud.

I LOVE bottoms with small cocks. The smaller the better

I love reading this post as I am one of those who LOVES staying soft and the most soft the better to me, so I can feel that the top and bottom connexion works as it should. I also have fantasies of making that possible by a surgery and have met one men who did it says he is fine with it. Who else would not only stay soft but WOULD SERIOUSLY LIKE TO BECOME A SOFT DICK BOTTOM FOREVER AS A STYLE LIFE ???