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Outside of hookup sites, I am probably 99.99% oblivious to tops who fuck bears, tops who fuck bare and tops with poz cum wanting to do the other 2. This is about the .01% moment when it seemed to click for me in a non-hookup website. A week ago I finally knowingly took a raw poz cock, he was undetectable but we all start this path somewhere. I never once questioned doing it and I think that helped me really understand my role as a raw bottom whore. Anyway I think this liberation clued me into seeing the signs while out in the real world of those who also engage in hot bare times. Our house is much older and needs some efficiency upgrades and wife and I selected windows as our first upgrade to help cut our costs and stretch her money further. Though the cost of them AND the installation was pretty steep. I am a house husband so when time came for the windows to be installed I stuck around. Turned out the installation was subcontracted out and they only assigned one guy for the work. He was not very happy as it was a lot of windows. He was a 6' tall, semi fit, black guy and he mentioned that it would probably take 3 days to finish since he was the only one assigned. No big deal for us but I did feel for him. As he was unloading windows from his trailer and his shirt raised up in front I noticed what seemed like a biohazard tattoo. Since he was dark skinned and it was black inked I shook it off as wishful thinking and that it was probably a sun or star burst or something. He got to doing his work upstairs first and I surfed the web downstairs. At one point I realized I had not showered and figured oh well, just as I thought that he came downstairs for something and as he got closer to me he did a stretch and with a much better view the distinct biohazard tattoo was obvious. I shook inside, could I really make this happen? I took the moment to compliment his ink, which he appreciated, then I asked if it had any significance to him, as it seemed really bad ass to me. He smirked and I could tell he was going to skirt the truth, he said "Just that if you see this tattoo coming at you, you best be ready." I laughed to show him I was chill. He then went back upstairs and I started panting at the thought of seducing this guy and getting him to breed me in my bed. But would he on the job? I went upstairs with the idea of taking a shower, cleaning out, and forgetting he was there walking out nude on him. He was just finishing up in one room and I quickly jumped into my master bath before he could say anyting so as to keep the accident real. I wasted no time washing and took considerable effort to douche out deep. FInally I was done and when the water and fan were off I could hear he was in my bedroom working. I grabbed a towel but did not put on and just opened the door and walked out. No idea if I can act but he seemed genuinely surprised and lazily draped over me but made sure I never actually covered anything up. I apologized, thanked him for not freaking out too bad and said I was worried that I would have learned what it feels like to have that tattoo come at me. I noticed all the sweat glistening on his body and said maybe he should hop in the shower to cool off now as well. He laughed and said that his tattoo was not really a warning of harm and more like a beacon that once you engage it you will get on a path you will stay on forever and enjoy. My hole started twitching and my head started spinning trying to think of what to do next. I just wanted to grab him and tell him to ravage me but did not know if he liked bi married to a woman bears and did not want to have him narcing to my wife or worse quiting the job. PART 2 soon.

After all this time I finally got bred’ last night I met a guy off jackd! He asked me to come over and said he would fuck but he wanted to go bare! He told me how he and his 2 friends had wanted to fuck a white ass and breed but never got too! I show up expecting his dick and walked in the room to see 3 BBCs rock hard! I never knew I would get that hard but did! I took all three loads and still dripping they’re nut! He told me he wants to invite more tops to help and said next time I need to drain all his friends! I hope I can! I would love draining cum deeper and hopefully get 5-6 loads from them!

Part 13 As Justin you multiple loads from every top I the group his mind was drifting to a dark place. He had renewed thoughts of not just getting his asshole younger brother fucked up and fucking him, but pozzing him and converting him from a straight male into a poz, bottom bitch for the group. As Justin rode back home with the twins he shared his twisted idea of getting his brother, Jason. Jason and Justin liked a lot a like that sure thought they were twins. His younger brother’s 18th was coming up next month and he asked the twins to help with a plan to get his brother fucked up and fucked, literally. The twins had a plan that they knew would work. Jason had never met the twins before. They created a situation where Justin and Jason would be on the elevator at the same time as the twins. The twins made it a point to call Justin names playing into Jason's anti-gay feelings towards his ‘faggot brother’. It work like a charm. Next thing Jason knew he was hanging out with the twins taking about girls, pussy and sex. The twins acted surprised to learn that Jason’s 18th birthday was coming up. They offered to throw a small party for him the Friday night of his birthday week (to be sure he was over 18 and legal). They told him that one of their girlfriend had a sister his age that he could easily fuck. Jason was excited and pumped at the thought of getting laid. He agreed to the joining the twins. When the night came, Jason was so excited he never questioned where the ladies were when he arrived at the twin’s place. They began to ‘drink’ with Jason thinking he was getting alcohol in his drink. What he didn’t know was that the strange taste in his drink wasn't alcohol but GHB. Kyle suggested that watch some porn while they waited for the ladies did arrive. The porn was hand picked to start with straight, hard core porn progressing to one that was bisexual. It was right as the bi porn started that Jason called to help the twins hey Justin over to the party house. Kyle said, “The ladies wasn’t to know if we’d like to come to where they are house sitting. They say there’s a private back yard with a pool and a hot tub.” Jason was watching the TV as the bi porn began to play when this was being said. The twins noticed his slight interest in what suddenly stayed on the screen add that asked him if he wanted to go to where the lady’s were house sitting. Jason said “Sure” with a definite slurring if guys speech. As they left the twins made sure Jason had a fresh ‘drink’ with enough G to get him loosened up for what was you cum. When they pulled up to the party house Jason had about a third of his drink left. Keith coached him up finish it as they approached the front door. There was a note directing then to go around the house to the back patio and get comfortable. As they entered the pool area Kyle began to strip as Keith said, “I guess that’s one way to get comfortable” and joined his brother stripping down. Jason was so G’ed out he feel on his ass as he tried you get out of his pants. The twins stupid to help him as he said, “I guess I really drunk.” Kyle told him, “Dude, you’re not drunk. It’s the G that was in your drink that you’re feeling. Don’t you feel real horny?” The twins felt up his body, punchy his nipples, rubbing his flat stomach and stroking his cock. His mind was screaming to run away, but his body would not cooperate. In his confused G'ed out brain he was disgusted and turned on at the same time. Jason was finding it a little difficult to stand, so when the twins helped him over to the sling, it was easy to get him to let down in it and even easier to lock the restraints on his wrists and ankles. The rest was all too easy as they were joined by Justin and the rest of the members of the group. On this rare occasion the group have Justin honors of being the first to breed his brother. Jason looked up to see a group of c naked men standing around him as his attention was drawn to his brother standing began his legs. Justin had a pipe in one hand and a torch in the other we he heated the bowl. When the smoke was evident he took a big hit regaining the bowl several times before leaning in and giving Jason a shotgun of Tina which he turned into a kiss. Jason’s mind was still screaming ‘no’ but his body said ‘YES’ as he leaned into his first man-on-man kiss while Justin played a little bit with his hole. When they broke off the kiss it was very even in Jason's eyes he was intrigued by the events. Jason was at first shocked when Justin slid two of his fingers, along with a nice size shard of Tina into his virgin ass. At first he squealed at the intrusion and complained about the burn, but the sensation of having his ass played with bright a response that Justin had hoped for as his little brother began to moan softly I rhythm with Justin finger fucking him. After a good 10 to 15 minutes Justin pulled his fingers or to his brother’s objection, “Justin, don't, please, oh god please put your fingers back in. It feel really good.” Justin, smiling the smile of victory answered, “You want something in your ass? How about my cock? I think you’ll enjoy it more then my fingers.” Jason seemed you understand the circumstances of a cock in his ass. It meant getting fucked by another guy and that was gay, he wasn’t gay as long as he didn’t get fucked. He answered his brother, “Bro you ain’t fucking me cuz I ain’t gay.” While the 2 brothers were exchanging words, Kyle was taking a bug hit of Tina and quickly gave Jason a shotgun that he turned into a kiss which Keith followed with another shotgun and kiss. It was clearly evident that Jason was into the kiss frugally when Keith stopped and Jason attempted to lean up for more. Justin said to his bound brother, “Not gay. Dude, you just kissed the twins and your own brother and I have to tell you, you were damn good at it too.” Jason felt the urge within him, but still tried to remain defiant, “FUCK YOU! You’re not going to fuck me.” That’s when the tourniquet m was placed on his right bicep, the alcohol wiped across a prominent vein and the instructions given to him, “Don’t move a fucking muscle our your likely to be in a world of hurt.” As defiant he was trying to be, the way that he was told to keep still had him frozen as he was given his first slam of Tina. When he deed was the and the tourniquet removed Jason began coughing as he rode his first rush. The first word he spoke were, “ON FUCK.” Justin was teasing his brother’s hole with his fingers as he asked, “How do you feel know about having me put something inside the ass?” Jason looked up at his brother and said “Yes, please.” With that said Justin pushed his cock inside his younger brother. Jason thought he was getting fingers put inside him, but was shocked at the thickness of the cock invading his virgin ass. Jason screamed out in pain as his brother’s dick sunk inside inch by inch. For a bottom, Jason has a decent 7” that his brother was definitely feeling. Once he was balls deep he asked his brother, “How are you feeling about getting fucked now?” Jason looked up at his brother and simply said, “FUCK YOU FAGGOT!!” All the guys standing around Jason got pissed off and knew how to make him pay. Jason looked down and told his brother, “You’re going to regret saying that to us.” Jason began to pound away at his brother's ass with out mercy. Jason could only yell in pain as his brother pounded away. Within about 10 minutes Jason cries of pain faded into moans of pleasure. Justin recognized the change and asked his brother, “I can tell you’re liking getting fucked now. By the time were done with you this weekend you're gong to be craving cock. You may try to deny it, but you’ll be thinking about getting a real man to fuck you. You might we find a chick to play house with, but you’ll only get satisfaction when you get fucked.” Jason was so drugged up that what his brother was saying which is part of his conversion from straight jock to jock bottom. It was time to get Jason to beg for cock and cum. Justin looked into his brother’s eyes and asked, “You ready for me to breed your formerly virgin ass? Ask me to cum in your ass bro.” Jason was confused, as much as he was enjoying getting fucked. Asking his brother to cum in his ass would propel him into questioning his sexuality. This was an important step in leading the 18 year old to not just thinking he yes gay, but cementing the fact that getting fucked went along with Tina and having a guy cum inside his ass. Justin was close, he stopped fucking and asked his brother again, “You going to ask me for my cum or do I pull out and you’ll never have to think about getting fucked again.” Justin began to slowly pull his cock from Jason’s ass. Jason mind was racing as he quickly said, “Cum in nut ass, breed me.” Justin slammed his cock back inside his brother and began a quick, rabbit fuck bring him to the edge of orgasm as he yelled out, “FUCK BRO, I’M COMING IN YOUR ASS. YOU LIKE THAT YOUR BIG BRO IS BREEDING YOU!” Justin filled good brother with his poz cum knowing it was to be the first of many poz loads he’d be getting over the next 2 days.

Part 12 The twins, Keith and Kyle, met a cute twink who had just moved into tired building with their mother and his younger brother. The twink, Justin, was 19, openly gay and on PrEP. He was the typical ‘twink’, you know, slim/lean, smooth, very fuckable. Justin had issue with his younger and very straight brother. Jason constantly picked on him for being gay. In the dark places on his mind Justin had thought about getting his brother so fucked up and then fucking him to show him the joys of gay sex, but could never bring himself to take action. The twins figured that they had a 2-for-1 ripe for the picking. First step would be to get Justin to a party and converted. Once Justin was part of the parties bottom crew, enlist his help to get b his brother. Justin was going to be easy to get once they told him about the monthly bareback parties is wanted to go. The next step was to switch his PrEP pills with ineffective placebos. The twins made suggesting that Justin jumped at without question. They suggested to hook up on a afternoon when his mom was at work and his ass hole brother was at school. While Kyle kept Justin ‘preoccupied’, Keith was able to check out Justin’s bathroom where he found an almost full bottle of the PrEP medication. He quickly exchanged the real pills with the fake pills and with a little over 2 weeks before the next party which Justin was all set to attend. In that time the ‘protection’ the pills were providing would be all gone and the dirty, poz cum he’d be getting at the party would have fertile ground to take hold. After that afternoon the twins made sure to avoid hooking up with the twink and did their best to ‘cock block’ him until the party. The success of their efforts resulted in a very horny, sex starved, twink bottom ready to be fucked over and over again. One thing the twins purposely failed to tell Justin about the party was the ever presence of drugs. He was immediately given a GHB laced Gatorade. Justin was a little nervous and quickly consumed the bottle. He then asked for another one before being shown where he could strip down and store his clothes. In his slightly nervous state the majority of the second bottle was gone by the time he was shown the party are around the pool. He quickly noticed the slings set up on the pool deck. He was eager to get fucked in one ever the twins had told him about them. Justin noticed a coupe guys smoking a strange glass pipe. He had heard about the pipe and Meth before and was told by some how it made sex feel so much better, and some told him to keep away that it would most likely fuck him up and he’d and up getting pozzed, but he knew he was on PrEP and was ‘well protected’. The three joined the group smoking which consisted of one of the regular bottoms as two top members of the party group. A second pipe seemed to appear from no where as the twins lit a torch and passed the pipe. When the pipe was handed to Justin he asked, “Is this Tina? The only thing I’ve smoked or weed.” Kyle answered, “Yes it is Tina. Give it a try. If you don’t like it you don’t have to smoke anymore.” The twins were thinking, ‘Justin wouldn’t have to smoke anymore me he didn’t like it, but they didn’t say anything about a booty bump or slam’. Once they got to playing with Justin’s hole they planned on using Tina laced lube along with slipping in shards. The twins knew once Justin was in the sling he’d be easy to slam with or without his permission. With a little coaching Justin took his first lung full to meth. With urging he took 2 more hits before passing the pipe. The way the pipe was passed Justin seemed to get it more then anyone else in the group that was smoking. Between the G and the Tina, Justin was getting very horny as the tops around him were starting to reach out and touch his sensitive nipples, his cock and balls and his hungry ass. The bottom there got on his knees behind Justin and began to rim his hungry hole as the others doubled their efforts on stimulating the first time high bottom. It was an easy suggesting getting Justin into the closest sling as Keith replaced the bottom at Justin’s hole. Kyle leaned in, kissed Justin then asking him, “Would you like to try slamming?” With the simulation he was feeling and the drugs clouding his brain he didn't understand the question when he answered “Yes.” With Keith still eating his hungry hole a tourniquet was quickly placed on his upper arm as Kyle with precision, swiftly slid the needle into a prominent vein, registered a quick flash of deep red and pushed the contents into the new chemed up bottom. Just went into a coughing for as the tourniquet was removed and the Tina flowed through his body centering on his groin where it caused his dick to shrivel and increased the hunger in his hole. Keith felt the change in Justin as he quickly stood up, slapped his hard cock against the twink's hungry ass and asked, “Are you ready for all of us to breed that neg cunt of yours?” Justin was riding his first rush as he tried to process all start was being said by the sexy studs standing around him. He was able to focus on Keith’s question and answered, “God yes, please fuck me, breed my neg cunt.” With that being said Keith slammed the full length of his cock into the tweaking teen balls deep eliciting a deep moan from Justin. Justin attempted to focus on what the men standing around him were saying. He thought he heard someone say something about ‘pozzing the neg twink’ and another person saying, ‘his PrEP pills were replaced by fakes last week, he has no defense against the dirty cum he’s going to be getting from all of us.’ At first he was shocked at what he was hearing, but it also turned him on for some strange reason. He continued to hear this and that and was figuring that they wanted him to be part of this group and that required him to become poz like them. Looking up at Keith and Kyle he asked, “Did you really switched out my PrEP pills for fakes?” Since Keith was getting close to depositing the first load of poz cum Kyle answered, “What if we did switch them, what are you going to do about it now?” At that moment Keith roared out, “FUCK! I’M CUMMING IN YOUR NEG ASS BITCH.” Justin knew every top that was about to fuck him were all poz and that his fate was sealed. He’d eventually would be poz like them. He pulled Keith in for a kiss thanking him, “This is fucking hot. I can’t believe I was trying to avoid getting pozzed, but now that it’s happening I can’t think of anything other then guys shooting their dirty, poz cum inside me.” Keith worked his load into Justin’s ass for a little while as his cock began to soften and slip from his seeded hole. He was quickly replaced by is twin who slid the full length of his cock into the freshly bred twink. Justin kissed Kyle before he stared to get fucked by the stud. He thanked him for switching out the PrEP pills that left him exposed to the pozzing that was taking place.

PART 2 The first quarter came to an end and I got up to go get another drink real quick before the second quarter started. The two guys were still making out on the other end of the couch and as I walked around them I noticed that one guy had his hand in the other ones shorts. I just kind of smiled at their brazenness and went to get my drink. Upon returning I noticed that now both of them had a hand in the other's shorts and looked like both were hard and also seemed to be pretty well endowed from the bulges showing. The other two guys were paying more attention, I noticed, to watching that action more than the game on TV. I just sat down as the second quarter was starting and didn't turn that direction again as the game was close and whenever one team scored the other one did too, keeping it tied up. Halftime arrived with the score tied up at 21 each. A good tough game. I got up again to get another drink and see what my friend was up to. As I turned to go, I again noticed that both guys were stroking the others' cock in their shorts. Damn, they just don't stop. I went and got my drink and found my friend. She was really drunk by now and leaning heavily upon her girlfriend, When she noticed me she smiled and asked what I had been up to. I told her I was watching football on her TV and she seemed to have a couple of guy friends sitting on the other end of the couch deep in a lot of playing themselves. She just laughed. We chatted for a bit and I had another drink and talked to a couple of her other friends too. Then I told her I had better get back to the game as it was a good one. She laughed again and said, "Yeah, right, you just want to watch the closer game." I just laughed at here and got another drink and went to watch the second half. The second half kickoff was just reading as I got back. I noticed that now, though, one of the guys on the couch was now on the floor with the other guys cock out and sucking the hell out of him. I almost tripped when I saw that, but quickly just got to my seat to watch the game. I took a quick look over at the end of the couch to see if I had actually saw what I thought I did. Just as I looked the one doing the sucking came off of the cock for a quick breath, looked my way and smiled at me and stuck his tongue out at me. I just laughed. Damn, that guy's cock was big though. Had to be all of a good 9" long and big around as my glass. The third quarter got started and quickly turned into a defensive struggle with neither team able to keep up much of a drive. By the time the 3rd ended the score was still tied at 24 each. By now, with the booze I had been putting away, I had to pee badly. How much I had had hit me a little as I got up to go to the toilet. Strong Rum can kind of sneak up on you if you don't pay attention, like me. I was a little unsteady as I turned to go. I kind of noticed that now the two guys were half laying on the couch in a 69 position and both cocks seemed to be about the same size. Which means very large. I almost fell on them getting by but managed to stay upright and headed for the hallway. I pretty much staggered down the hall and almost missed the doorway and actually did bump into it pretty good. One of the other guys that had been sitting in a chair watching the game grabbed me from behind or I might have went down in a heap. He offered to help me get in the bathroom and I let him hold me up as I got to the stool. Then I had trouble unzipping my pants and again the guy helped by pushing my hands away and before I knew it had unzipped my shorts for me and then before I could say anything, had reached in an pulled my cock out and aimed it for me. I started to protest but it was as well he had done that for me as as soon as my cock was out and pointed I let loose with a ot of piss. I doubt if I would have gotten it out in time by myself so I just stood there with him doing the aiming for me till I was drained. I tried to find the words to thank him for his help, but couldn't think of anything other than just, thanks. About anything else I could think of to say might have come out wrong. LOL He just said, "Don't worry about it, I've had to help more than one guy do that before." He then laughed and tucked me back in. I know I was a little red in the face I was so embarrassed. I turned to go out and again the booze was still hitting me and I almost fell again I was so dizzy. My good Samaritan came to my salvation again and held me up or it might have been a very hard face plant for me. He just held onto me as we left the toilet and I was really dizzy by now. Instead of guiding me back to the living room, He pushed open another of the doors along the hall and almost had to carry me over to the bed where he had my turn around and gave me a little push anD I flopped onto the bed. He then grabbed my legs and turned me around and told me to just lay down for a while till some of that wore off. Then he reached down and took my shoes off and dropped them on the floor. I was so out of it I really wasn't registering what was going on and just laid there with my eyes closed and told myself to just rest a couple of minutes. I am fairly certain I passed out then, but not for very long. I woke up and was aware that I seemed to be naked as hell from the waist down. Now how the hell had that happened? I looked down and found that my shorts were definitely off and were in my own hand and then I felt the sensation of what seemed to be someone's mouth on my cock. I was hard as a rock and getting bj from someone, what the heck?

Authors note: Usually I write from the bottoms perspective but I think I'm going to try from the top today. Hi. My name is Chris and I'm a gay 45 year old white male. For years I hid my sexuality until I just couldn't take it any longer. I was married with a kid but I craved cock. Getting cock was much easier than I realized. I would frequent the adult bookstore cruising for cock. I tried to play safe and found myself in a relationship with what I thought was a great guy. How wrong I was. He was very abusive so I started fucking around on him. I didn't play safe anymore and I loved it. One day this cute kid comes into the restaurant looking for a job. Immediately my cock twitched wanting to fuck this kid but I really wasn't sure if he was gay or not. The main manager hired the kid and I set out trying to fuck him. I flirted with him but in front of the ladies he played straight. Eventually he started hanging out at my place to get away from his parents. One evening at my place he confessed that he was gay and he wanted me to introduce him to the lifestyle. I said yes and started by just letting him suck my cock and balls. I didn't want to rush him into getting fucked yet. His mouth felt amazing. Josh was definitely born to suck cock. Although he would come over quite often and suck my cock I still felt the desire to be fucked myself. So I played around with other men to satisfy my desires. I always got fucked bareback because it just felt better. Then one night at work I get a phone call from one of the guys that fucked me. He told me he just tested poz and I needed to get tested myself. I freaked out. I went the next day and got tested. And yes I tested poz. And now I had a new mission. Josh is going to get fucked bareback by me whether he wants to or not.

I got my last two loads about three hours ago. I went to Peeps Too after work, sucked on a couple of cocks, and then started to head out before a HOT bear (or maybe cub: I'm not sure how he self-identified) came in and went into one of the GH booths. I went into the next one, and he dropped trou and stuck his cock through the hole. It was gorgeous. Thick and uncut, probably in the 8" range. I sucked him for maybe five minutes, and then started rubbing my hole against the tip of his cock. He didn't pull back, so I started sinking onto his dick until I was pressed up against the hole, and then he went to town. My god, but he threw a good fuck. He pulled out after a few minutes and asked if we could go to the other side of the booths, as they're larger and more private. We got there, he pulled down his sweatpants, and I started sucking him again. When I stood up, he leaned over and sucked on me for a bit, then stood up and held his dick. I turned back around, and he wound up fucking me even harder than he had in the GH booth. After a bit he tensed up and just kept saying "oh god, oh my god, fuuuuuck," and he unloaded in me. I knelt down and sucked on him for a couple of minutes -- I was hoping to get him hard enough for round two -- and then he said he was getting too sensitive. We thanked one another and left the booth, and I'm hoping I see him there again sometime. As to the load, I don't know how long he'd been saving it up, but I wound up dripping into my jeans even though I was trying to hold my hole closed. As I was getting ready to head home, my occasional FB messaged me and said he was at Peeps and wanted to know if I wanted his load. He really had to ask me that? I got there, chewed on and played with his nipples as he likes, and he wound up breeding me deep. So yeah, really full. I'm home, I'm sloppy, and I'm hornier than ever, so I think I'll try to get some more dick tomorrow after I get some car work done, and I may wind up going to Lights Out at Hawks (depending on how I'm feeling).

Quick recap of my weekend in Chicago. Saturday - went to the bear event at Steamworks in the afternoon. The crowd wasn't quite as hot as the previous couple times I went, but I still had fun. 1. played with a guy that I had talked to on BBRT in his room...he just went down on me, as he had been rough fucked by another guy and had bled. He told me to come back later to fuck (unfortunately didn't happen) 2. fucked @latinocumwhore1 on a fuck bench on the third floor 3. walked into the steamroom area, had my glasses off so I couldn't see much but I could tell there was a beefy guy fucking what looked like a twink-ish kind of younger guy. I watched, then beefy guy moved out of the way and the younger guy stayed in position, so I moved in and fucked a load in, then beefy guy went back at him. (beefy guy later stopped by my room when I had the door open and said that he enjoyed watching me) 4. another random guy on a fuck bench on the second floor...backwards baseball hat, more of a jock build, that's about all I could tell. Had a crowd watching this one, and as I pulled out a bear next to me moved in to go next. 5. a guy on BBRT had messaged me with his room number, so I went to check him out. He was sucking me off and another guy came in to join us. I ended up fucking and breeding the "host" guy while third guy looked on. When I was done, bottom guy offered his ass to the other top, but other top declined. 6. another younger bear guy from BBRT (I had posted a party ad for the event, so these guys had been messaging me from that) stopped by my room...took turns sucking each other and making out, but he said something about not being ready to bottom. Told me to hit him up the next day before I left town, but when I did he didn't respond. 7. fucked @latinocumwhore1 a second time in a little public corner by the sling room....for any of you tops in the Chicago area, his hole is worth checking out! 8. was walking down the hallway when someone tapped me and called me by my name. It was a daddy bear of a couple that lives in northwest Indiana. I had spent a night with them a couple years ago, playing in their basement playroom. He had messaged me on Bear411 a couple days prior saying that he was going to be at this event, but I had forgotten. We went to his room for awhile to make out and snuggle for a bit, but I had to leave soon. 9. I had noticed this one guy with his beefy ass up in his room with the door open as I was walking around. So, before I left, I figured I'd go see if his door was open. It was, so I went in, felt up his hole, got him to start sucking me, and then turned him around to fuck him doggy. He had condoms next to the bed, and I wondered if he was going to ask me to put one on, but no...he just presented his hole and I slid right in. Really nice fuck to end the day with, and he was really hot in that beefy daddy kind of way. I almost think I probably fucked him at the last bear day I went to also, he looked familiar. Saturday night I had non-sexual plans for the evening, and by the time I got back to my hotel room around 10:30-11pm I was exhausted (I had been up since 5am that morning to catch the train and all). So, despite getting some offers on the apps, I had to decline. Sunday morning I browsed the apps but wasn't finding anything. When I got back up to the Boystown area, I got a message on BBRT from a "muscle bear couple" and within a couple messages I was heading to their apartment. Got there and it was just one of them, fucked him, pulled out dirty, cleaned up and left. Sort of a disappointment, but oh well. Had lunch and spent the rest of the afternoon hanging out with @bbinbpark, a friend I've known for awhile (haha, there's a story there).

Sorry guys, too many details I'm trying to remember. Tom was gentle, leading me to the bathroom to make sure that the revulsion didn’t lead to something more explosive. The small little white room was a shock of white towel and bright light that dazed me almost immediately, the disorientation making me subject to a room that almost seemed to turn on its own. The big man however, took charge, urging me first onto the toilet like a child to purge the contents of my stomach while he ran the shower as hot as sin. By the time I was sure I was clean, I leaned between my legs to wipe myself and realized that even this normal act of cleansing was suddenly as stiflingly erotic as the steam in the claustrophobic bathroom. I’m convinced that without Tom’s guiding hand I would have stayed there for a good deal longer making sure my little ass was sparkling clean. Tom’s shower was probably going to be quicker however since I was passed into the sudden torrent of near boiling water and then directed to the shower shot he had hanging there. He asked me if I knew how to use it and then dumbly I acknowledged it and he left me there. The water was a rhythm on my skin that was playing hell with the drugs in my system. The long tube of spurting water, driven into my asshole was almost like being born it felt so wonderful and too, I can’t say how long I sat there rubbing that tiny shooting dildo up inside me over and over again. When Tom returned it was like the approach of some ghost out of the corner of your eye and with a barking laugh, he told me it was time to get out. He rubbed me dry and wrapped me up, hurrying me into the bedroom and under covers, wrapping me in his sheets as the sudden reversal from steaming hot to normal house left me shuddering. This is what most people call the “roll” when it comes to ecstasy, feelings like waves overtake you in troughs and peaks, a light scratch on your balls may feel like silk or a razor blade. And finally, just like that, it was time for him to unwrap his present. With the sheets pulled back he slid the moons of his ass back to my face, squatting over me. The first thing I noticed in my now mindless eagerness to eat his ass was that he was bitter. Not as in badly cleaned or stained, but something different, something that reminded me of the belches I usually got when coming up on ecstasy. I’m guessing that he had, while I was in the shower, added his own pills to the tight orifice I was now sucking at like a whore. It was not the best taste to my already queasy stomach but I lost the focus of nausea at some point and just became an invading muscle inside a ring of muskiness. He kept rocking as I ate his ass, his balls brushing against my forehead, leaving tracer hot paths of sensation and occasionally and impact as he rubbed his hand down his cock. Sometime in the depths of my depravity he finally climbed off of me and moved his body downward, now covered in sweat like mine was the tensile bounce of his cock perhaps hotter than the rest of him. Me? I was soft, my cock retreating like a turtle inside me, the perfect specter of a drug riddled bottom bitch now ready to be fucked. He would find my ass slack and loose from both the shower and the ecstasy, ready for spit shine bit of lube, ready for his cock. My legs went up, the curve of my ankles as his handhold and he ground that invading piece of meat up and down the furry crack of my ass. I blubbered as the head danced over my asshole, the edge almost snagging its way in. “I’m going to come inside you and make you my girl,” was all I got before the inevitable push. His cock was huge and intrusive suddenly, painful, but oh so wonderfully painful as the receptors in my brain fired back and forth between pain and pleasure. Despite my slackness, I swear I even felt a little tear as he pushed in but I could only blame myself for having played so long with the hot water invading my ass. I stood on the brink and crest of this whirlwind my body arching to both better receiving his cock but also to maintain some rigidity in limbs that were suddenly shaking hard from the endorphin dump. I felt a wetness as my body responded, pouring its own lubricant down and around his cock, mucus clinging, mingling and eventually joining with the seed he’d pump inside me. My face too was wet which came as a shock and I reached up, touching my cheeks now wet with tears. I was crying? I was getting fucked hard and my confused body was treating this as some sort of religious experience because it wasn’t sadness I felt, but an overwhelming joy of being an abject whore bottom for this man. I reached up to rub my wet palms on his pecks, attracted to the hardness that I found there as well as the knot hardness of his nipples. His face was agony and ecstasy, he grunted ready to punch his cock through my inner lining and supplant his come in place of my brain. And finally Tom came, dumping with foul grunt deep into my guts, collapsing on top of me with his hard cock still pulsing his seed upwards. I held him, never wanting this psychotic feeling of being an object to ever end and I was disappointed that it must. So when Tom finally rose from my shoulder and playfully bit me on my chin, he asked if I was ready to meet his roommate.

PART 1 I was a straight married man with 4 kids and had never even thought about having sex with another man. I was quite ok with what others did though as it had nothing to do with me nor was it any of my business. I thought of gays like I did of blacks or anyone else, that they were getting a bad break they didn't deserve, just because of doing what they should be allowed to do. No difference, but some difference, if you know what I mean. The differences were just nobody else's business I thought as long as they were harming someone. Who cares what they look like or what goes on in their own bedrooms, quit snooping. I had a friend in another town I had known since she was born (several years younger than me). She was a lesbian and some mixed up at times. Since she was almost like my own daughter and I knew her whole family, I always tried to comfort her and tell her to calm down and stay focused on who she was. She was almost always involved in some drama or other, usually of her own making, but was basically a very kind and caring person. She had planned a party and asked if I wanted to attend? I knew that pretty much everyone there was going to be LGBTQ and my wife would definitely be bored to death at it. She practically begged me to come, though, so I relented and told her my wife was working that night and I would come and have a drink or two with her and her friends. My friend had told me the party was pretty much about as informal as you can get and it being summer and hot I decided to just wear what I normally would wear on a hot night at home, just a Tshirt, basketball shorts (me being my age they were much sorter than the newer style) and my slip on deck shoes. I usually also went commando so did not think to put on any kind of underwear or even a jockstrap. The party was to start, as the newer custom of today seemed to be, at between 9 and 10 pm (when I was younger they almost always started between 6 and 7 pm). When I got there, around 9;30, give or take a couple of minutes, there were already about 10 or maybe a dozen people there. My friend spotted me almost as soon as I got out of my car and ran to me gushing about being so glad I had come. She immediately had to drag me to meet her newest girlfriend, who seemed to be much nicer than the last couple I had met. They both took me around introducing me to their friends, and really pouring it on about their great straight friend. Then finally a drink. LOL I drink Rum and Coke and actually it usually has to be Bacardi 151 Rum. She remembered that for sure and had a huge 'Texas' Fifth of it ready and waiting. Being somewhat older, most of the music playing did not appeal to me at all. I am very old fashion in that regard and basically only like 50s and 60s Rock and Roll or 30s to the 60s County and Western. I find that most 'music' anymore is quite terrible to me. I soon found myself relatively alone watching TV in her living room as most of the party was outside. I finished my drink about the time a late football game came on. Was a couple of California schools, so didn't care who won, but, hey, it was football, right? I went and mixed another drink and then settled down to watch the game. In a few minutes I noticed that about 4 other guys had come in and grabbed seats and were watching also. We all talked a little as the game progressed. About the end of the first quarter I suddenly noticed that the two guys sitting on the other end of the couch we were on seemed to be making out with each other. I just kind of laughed to myself, thinking they needed to get a room. LOL.

I had not had cable TV and my internet was with my home phone company but their rates were skyrocketing out of control. I decided it was time to get cable as TV signal was constantly changing on local channels and hard to pick up with an old antenna and my internet kept coming and going too. Talked it over with my wife and she went with it also, so we called them to come hook us up with everything new, cable tv service, home phone, and internet all from same company. Now for a little back up story. I am as you see married and had really never done any man2man at all. Wife and my sex life had gone out the window, but that is another story, so I was constantly horny as hell. I am in pretty good shape and play basketball regularly with younger guys and keep up and they can't stop me whenever I decide to shoot and workout about 3 other days per week on my own also. The day of the hookup arrived and the company sent out two guys to do it as we had requested 6 rooms to be hooked up for the cable (5 bedrooms and the livingroom), and the two guys were both somewhere between 25 and 30 years old, and I am not really very good at guessing ages. Both guys appeared to be similar at about 6' and around 190 to 200 pounds. Really did not pay a lot of real attention though and it being quite a warm day both also were in shorts and t-shirts. We have two bedrooms in the basement, which is also were all the lines into the house have to go through before going upstairs to main floor and then to second floor also. After getting main floor somewhat ready, one of the guys and I went to basement so I could show him where I wanted the lines to go and the tvs to hookup. One room has a floor support pole in it leaving little room to maneuver where line and tv had to go. We were very close together as he ran the cable and I was getting the TV ready, basically almost against each other. At times as he got the cable ready and I was putting tv in place there were times when my butt would actually bump against him and some time I noticed that he seemed to be getting a hard on. I was a little curious about that and turned around to say something and could see the outline of a definite hardon through his shorts as they tented out in front of him. I kind of gulped as it looked to be quite a bit larger than mine, which is basically avg. sized at about 6 1/2" and before I could turn back away he noticed where I had been looking. I just about had the TV in place and it was plugged in and I turned it on when he kind of moved forward a little and I felt that big cock up against my ass again. Like I said, I had never done and M2M before but for some reason it seemed to feel good to me and I was a little turned on by it. I didn't move when he pressed against me so it must have given him the signal it was ok as he kind of rubbed his cock against me more and moved so it was pressed into the crack of my ass for sure. I was surprised how much I was turned on by this and just stood there letting him rub against me. With no sex from wife I was horny as hell anyway but had not thought of another guy before. He got bolder and pushed against me harder and then reached around me and grabbed my cock too. I gasped at the feeling of that. He then finally spoke and asked if I fooled around on my wife or not. I told him I never had and had not ever done anything with a guy for sure. He said it sure feels like you like it though and I told him I was horny as hell is probably the reason as wife and I had not done anything in about two or three years now. He turned me around and stepped back a little and then dropped his shorts. He was commando and out popped his huge cock. It had to be about 9" and as big around as a beer can. WOW I had never seen one that big except in a porn movie. I was mesmerized by it and involuntarily almost reached out and took ahold of it. As my hand wrapped around it I took a big breath and held it. It was like nothing before at all. He asked me, since I had never done anything with a guy before, if I wanted to suck him a little to see what it was like. I was a little hesitant, thinking of my wife right upstairs, but the size and feel of that cock was just too much, and throwing caution to the wind, I bent over and got closer and just stared and then took the head of it in my mouth and licked it and sucked. Being my first time I wasn't sure exactly how to do anything else. But after a very short time started to move my mouth farther onto his cock until it was into my throat and there was still more of it to go. I then let it slide out as I moved my head back away and then in again and repeated. It must have been ok as he was moaning some quickly and grabbed my head to help guide me as he fucked my mouth. I was actually enjoying it and could taste what had to be his precum and the taste was nice to me too. As I continued to suck on him, he reached back of me and started to slide his hand into the back of my shorts and then ran his fingers up and down the crack of my ass and stopping each time to kind of tickle my hole some. With the sucking the feelings were fantastic and I was getting hard as a rock from the stimulation. Pretty soon he pushed my shorts down off of my ass and then as I looked up he put his fingers in his mouth and got them wet and then back to my ass and ran his wet fingers around my hole getting it wet with his spit. He went back and forth to his mouth about 5 or 6 times and then as my hole got wetter I felt a finger slip in a little which made me jump, but it felt pretty darn good. This was way more than I had ever thought about. WOW What a feeling.

We had been texting back and forth for awhile. "I really want this to finally happen," the other guy wrote, adding "I'm really nervous though. Will you be gentle with me?" "Of course I will," I answered, writing "I want to load you with my cum. I wanna give you daddy DNA." I have been chatting with this 20 something year old for almost a year. We live in the same state but he is in the southern part and I'm more north. It had been really hard to envision a hook up, but then he texted me saying he would be in my area for a couple days because of a work meeting and he had a hotel room in my town. I was finally going to pound and breed this 'boy'. When he arrived in town he sent a text message announcing as much. We arranged a time to meet so we could fuck. He said he was nervous but really turned on. He wanted Dad DNA inside his ass. I'm an average guy with an average cock, but I love to fuck and breed man hole. It is my passion. I'm lucky I can cum several times and love loading a hole until my balls were empty. I show up to his hotel at the scheduled time. He tells me his room number and I'm there in a minute. He opens the door and is partially naked. No shirt, barefoot and a small pair of shorts. He is tall about 6' dark hair and eyes. Sexy with a bit of hair on his chest. He invites me in with a great smile. We chat a bit. He is shaking a bit from being nervous. I tell him there is nothing to fear. It is all good. I start to undress. He is on the bed watching me. Licking his lips. I'm hard already and drop my pants. He leans over and sucks me. Licking and sucking my cock. It feels so good. I stroke his hair and whisper my approval. "Good boy" "you're doing a great job. why don't you pull down those shorts." He does. I join him on the bed. He is sucking me licking me. Making me drip. I pull him off my cock and we kiss. Deep. Moaning and groaning. It feels so good. He is getting hornier by the minute. He is licking my nipples. He has perfect nipples. I bend down and suck them gently flicking my tongue back and forth. His cock responds. He is no longer nervous. He is in heat. "Please fuck my hole dad" he whispers. I play with his ass. It is wet and waiting for my cock. My cock is swelling and ready. I am wet from his spit. My cock probes his hole and enters. There is a huge sigh from him. "OMG yes yes yes please fuck me daddy." I am pounding him and he is moaning. I try holding back but can't. Too soon, I shoot a big load inside. He says he can feel the warmth and loves it. I keep fucking that hot hole. Slowly at first and as my dick gets harder and harder I go faster and harder inside him. In a flash I'm sending more juice into his hole. Bathed in sweat, I roll off him and take a break.. We are spooning and I'm grinding my cock against his ass. My cock finds its way to his wet hole. I'm inside again as he is moaning and so am I..it feels so good. I am pounding him. We change positions and I'm on top his legs and feet on my shoulders. We switch to doggie and I'm holding on to his hips and slamming into him. I unleash another load. It feels so good shooting out of my balls and into his ass nice and deep. We fuck again shortly after and after 3 hours of sex I have given him 4 loads total. We are wiped out. He is smiling and thanking me. I thank him, get dressed and leave.. I get a text message a couple hours later. "I loved it dad. I even took a nap after. I hope to be back in town next month and want to see you again." Yes of course you can I text with a smile. What a good "son".

Hi guys, still in Syracuse and available almost 24/7, poz now for almost 2 months but staying off meds for as long as I'm with Tops and Doms that are off them too. I'll also be back in Rochester on Friday nights, if you're up that way. Hit me up if you need a hole or kinky sub to use. Can do overnights if you pick me up. Kisses, sub nick 315-892-1561 or wickr nickbttm

I just hooked up again with a black top I used to service years ago, a truck driver I would pick up bring back to my place to fuck me in a house full of sleeping roommates. Last night he contacted me off a sex app an fucked with me all night, threatening to come over an use an abuse me as his bitch an I was SO horned up but it got too late an I crashed, telling him to come over in the morning. I woke up an immediately cleaned out my hole just in time for him to call an say he was coming! I luv being horned up all night an going to bed horny an waking up crazed for dick! He arrived an we went to an outdoor spot on my porch near a screened off hot tub. I got naked an on my knees an worked his big black cock I missed for years. I slobbered an gagged on it while he talked dirty an told me this was what I was born to do, suck dick, an I kept sucking an deep throating an getting it real wet, then he told me to bend over he pushed it up in me to the hilt, all the way, an started driving it. I luv being bent over taking dick splitting my whole body an soul open an my tits bouncing an he told me he was my Master an hell yea he is! He spit on my back an ass an his spit on me felt so fucking good then he flooded me, his cum dripping out my ass an down my balls. Then he told me to get on my knees an suck it an i cleaned it off an sucked him til he came again an sprayed my face with a load. I wiped it all into my skin as he left. Right now I am trying to set up a 3way cuz he wants to fuck me after another top has lubed my ass with cum. An I already got the guy lined up!

Met a nice Filipino at the bar in the sauna. we sat and chatted, He worked on a cruise ship and was between cruises. 5 inches shorter than me and skinny, a twink. After a while he said he was horny and wanted to fuck, jokingly I asked if he was really a top. Said he would prove it. WEnt to a cabin and he showed me a nice 6 inch dick. I sucked him for a whileand then he started fingere my ass,. ong skinny fingers on that little guy and kept hitting my prostate . I very quickly gave in and got on all fours. He didn't hesitate and drive straight in. Told me he wanted me ass up and chest on the mattress, While he stood fucking me. Fucked in that position until he came. We chatted some more and then he went for round two. When he finished he said "Thank you for letting me fuck you, sir" . How Sweet.

You have so much going on in your life right now, not to mention some upcoming significant medical expenses. The last thing you need is a permanent virus. You're a young adult and you have a lot of wisdom to acquire. Focus on the good things in life and don't do anything you can't undo. Think about it: if you can't afford Truvada now, how could you ever afford a complete HIV regimen? Don't mess up your life. You have so much to live for.

I had a hot session last night. After my wife went to bed, I invited a hot fit guy over and met him in my truck camper. We got naked and hopped on the bed, which has limited headroom. I started to suck him for a bit but he wasn’t getting hard. I licked his balls and he put his legs further in the air to get me to lick his ass. I rimmed him for a bit until he flipped over to spread his ass wider. He obviously was into getting rimmed. I tongue fucked him a bit. He laid back down and I got on top and we passionately kissed. My hard dick was rubbing against his ass hole. He lubed me up with spit and I slowly entered him in one motion until I was balls deep. We kissed while I slowly fucked him. That felt so great. He was now rock hard and very thick. He wanted to fuck so moved me off of him and had me lay on my stomach. He spit lubed me and entered me roughly. It hurt but felt good at the same time. He fucked me in many different positions. The last position was on my hands and knees, but squatted low so he could get behind and still fit under the ceiling of the bed. He fucked me hard and fast and finally dumped a huge load in my ass. He remained plugged in for a few minutes to be sure I got every drop. He was sensitive and would jerk when I squeezed his cock with my ass muscles. He slowly pulled out and layed down. I asked if I could fuck him and he agreed. He laid face down and I climbed up and stuck my throbbing dick in his ass showing the same mercy he showed me. I fucked him for about a minute and blew my load up his ass. He got dressed and left. It was one of the hotter hookups I’ve had and I was still horny after. I still am and still have his load in my ass. My wife is out of town for most of the day, so I’m looking for more loads.

Nice poz raw fucking ass!

Cable part III As the cable guy stood up, I could only lay there wondering what the hell had I just done. Had never done anything with a guy before nor even thought about doing anything and now I had sucked a cock and been fucked and found out the guy was hiv positive on top of that. I was totally dumbfounded and had no idea what to do now. The cable guy meanwhile was getting dressed and then asked if I had liked what we had done. I really didn't know what to answer but told him it had felt pretty good but what should I do now? Do about what is all he wanted to know. Just enjoy and if you like I can send my buddy down and let him show you more if you want. I kind of looked at him like he was crazy but then he layed down beside me again and his hand went to my hole and rubbed it and I about jumped off the bed with the feelings that caused. I couldn't believe my ass still felt tingly and actually my thoughts were it needed more. He said you have my poz load in you now and it sure feels like you want more of that, so why not? I could only lay there and moan in pleasure as he rubbed my hole. I couldn't believe I wanted any more of that but couldn't bring myself to say it. He told me he was going upstairs now but to just stay right there and he would send his bud down now. I could only lay there and squirm as my hole was actually wanting more attention. When he went, I found myself reaching down and touching my hole and then even stuck my own finger in a bit. I kind of stirred it around in the sloppy hole I now had and then brought my finger up and looked at it up close. It was covered in white cum but had a tinge of pink to it. I wondered and put my finger back down and into me again and actually put two in together and then looked again. I had a nice big glob of cum on them now and it definitely had what looked like a bit of red to it. I thought, damn he did scrape me some. Mesmerized by it I found myself bringing my fingers up more and then licking them a little and then just stuck my fingers in my mouth and tasted the cum and cleaned them off. It wasn't bad tasting I thought. I then heard footsteps coming down the stairs but they sounded like a bigger person so was sure they weren't my wife's feet making the noise. The other cable guy entered the room then. He told me he liked what he could see and that his partner had told him I was ready for some more. As he was saying that he was pulling off his shorts and wow, another nice looking big cock flew out. It looked to be as big as the other guys. He saw me staring and told me that yep it was like the other one's and some of their friends called them the twins as they a were almost identical cocks. He moved to the side of the bed and leaned over me and I took his cock in my mouth. The second cock ever and I found I was loving the taste of them. I sucked and then licked the length of it and then licked his balls too and then sucked it again. Must have been doing reasonable anyway as he got really hard quickly and was moaning his pleasure too. After a few minutes of this he pulled out of me and moved to the end of the bed. He reached out and spread my legs and told me that was a great view of cum leaking out of my ass. I told him he better hurry as I was worrying about my wife and he said not to worry as they had her helping run the cables while they hooked up connectors and she would be busy for at least another 20 minutes to a half hour. He then lifted my legs up and dove into my ass with his mouth and had his tongue in my fast. I about jumped through the ceiling if felt so good. He was eating my ass and I was loving every second of it. After a few minutes of that he started working his way up me like his bud had done earlier. First to my balls and then to my cock, sucking the whole thing down his throat. I could hardly believe I was that hard again so soon after cumming twice already. He then moved up and sucked my nipples and then up to my neck and then planted a kiss on me as he rammed what felt like three fingers into my hole. I yelped a little but it was muffled by our mouths together and his tongue driving into mine. As he broke off the kiss, he told me how nice my hole felt on his fingers and that he bet it was going to feel great around his cock too. I asked him if he knew his partner had HIV and he smiled and told me that he definitely knew that. As he replaced his fingers in my hole with his cock he reached up and pulled his tshirt off too. I immediately looked to see if he had any tats and sure enough he had one. It was just above his cock and about 3" around and it was the biohaz one. He made sure I was looking and then immediately started to ram his cock into me. Deep, hard and fast strokes as he leaned down to my mouth again and told me, see I knew about my bud as I am the one that pozzed him and I am too. I couldn't move again for a bit. As my mouth dropped open he clamped his lips to mine and I just let him ravage my mouth with his tongue. His pounding of my ass just seemed to increase in intensity and I could not stop it as if felt too good. My mind was racing though with thoughts of what the hell am I doing conflicting with wanting it to never stop. He started to grab my legs then and lifted them high up and tipped me almost upside down and then really went to pile driving my ass. I could only moan and whimper with the pleasure it was causing in my hole and my cock was rock hard again too. He kept it up for quite some time it seemed and then I felt it again. My cock was spurting again and with the position we were in it was directly above my mouth and I opened wide and swallowed every drop of my own cum. As I was cumming he told me he could feel my ass twitching around his cock and I better get ready. With that he rammed as hard as he could one more time as deep as he could and told me he was cumming. I could actually feel his cock pumping his toxic cum into my torn up hole and my own cock was tingling again but was spent this time. As we calmed down from it he lowered me down and then as his cock got limp and slipped out of me he moved to lay down beside me and took me in his arms. He held me for a bit and told me how great it felt and hoped I had liked it too. He then told me that the two of them were always on the lookout for nice guys like me with neg holes to convert and I would probably. He got up some and looked and told me he could see cum leaking out of my hole some and reached down and pushed it back in telling me it should just stay in there and do its job. He showed me his finger then and I was started as it had some definite red on it. He said there was some bleeding and their bugs were already probably in me and going to town. He then got up and started to get dressed. I couldn't think of anything else to do so I did too. As we both went upstairs then he said that sometimes the cable acted up and if it did to call and they would come back and check it and me out if I wanted. I am thinking it may act up somehow.

Cable Part II The feelings of sucking a cock and him sticking the tip of his finer in my ass were amazing. Like nothing I had ever felt before at all. He stopped playing with my ass for a bit and I looked up to see him sending a text message. He noticed me looking and told me he had sent a message to his bud to make sure he found something for my wife to do to keep her busy for a little bit so we could play more without being interrupted. I smiled around his cock and kept sucking as he went back to playing with my hole. I felt him circling his finger around a little and pushing in more . What a feeling it was. He then backed up the half step it was to the bed, pulling me with him and then sat down on it. He pulled his finger out of me again and I saw him put his fingers to his mouth and got more spit on them. He then proceeded to stick his finger back in my ass and I could tell it felt different and it dawned on me that he now had two fingers in me. The feeling in my ass was getting more and more intense and soon I could feel my hole opening up more and then he had three fingers in me and twirling them around some and spreading my hole more. I was going wild and was sucking like a crazed person on his huge cock and then licking it and down and licking his balls too. He then pulled my head away and stood up and turned us around and pushed me back on the bed on my back as he pulled my shorts down and then off of me. As I lay there I was wondering what he was doing now but did not have long to wait. He then knelt by the bed and pushed my legs up and out as he bent over and started to suck my cock. A few in and outs of his mouth and my cock was rock hard and then he let loose of it and went down and kissed and sucked on my balls for a bit and then he pushed my legs farther back and wider apart. He went down lower and started to rim my ass and was running his tongue in and out of my hole. This had never been done to me before and I almost jumped out of my skin it felt so good. He licked and sucked on my hole for a good 5 minutes and then was also running his fingers in and out of me too opening me up and driving me wild. His tongue was fantastic and his fingers going in and out were hitting something inside of me that I figured had to be my prostrate. Whenever his fingers bumped against it I would jerk with the pleasure and each time his fingers went in they hit it and then I could feel his fingernails scrape a little on the way out which felt amazing and painful at the same time but not overly bad pain. He kept this up for another 5 or so minutes and then he got up off the floor and his mouth started kissing and licking and sucking me up across my balls and then my cock, stopping to suck the entire length of my cock deep into his mouth and almost making me cum. Then he kept on going up across my stomach and across my chest, stopping to go back and forth and suck and lick each of my nipples which again was a different but fantastic feeling. He then kept coming higher until he was right over my face and looking me in the eyes. He asked if he could go ahead and finish what we had started. I was feeling so damn good I just told him to hurry as I needed to get off badly. He smiled and as he looked deep into my eyes, I felt his cock as my ass replacing his fingers. My eyes got big as it dawned on me he had meant by finishing, he was going to fuck my very virgin ass with that huge cock. He saw me getting nervous and whispered to me soothingly to just hold still and he would go slow and easy and soon I would love it and beg for more. I held still as he started to push his cock in me slowly. I could feel my hole opening up little by little as he entered me and then he held still for a bit and told me that the head was all in now. My hole felt so full I didn't think I could take any more but after just a few seconds he started to push it in further and further and then he would stop for a bit and back out a ways and then back in for a few strokes. Then he would push in more and repeat until finally he told me he was all in and I already knew it as I felt his balls bump against my ass. He held still then and as he looked me in the eyes, he leaned down and planted a kiss on me and as I started to return it he drove his tongue into my mouth and as he twirled his tongue around in my mouth he started to pump slowly in and out of my ass. Every stroke of that huge cock rubbed back and forth on my protrate, driving me wild and my own cock got harder than I could ever remember it getting. He started to pick up the pace a little at a time until he was finally pile driving my ass hard and deep and fast. I was reaching down and grabbing his ass and pulling him in on every stroke. The feelings I had were so amazing I couldn't believe I had never even thought of doing this before. If was getting pretty warm in there from this and he leaned back a bit and still ramming my hole he pulled his tshirt up and off and threw it on the floor. He then reached with both hands and grabbed my ankles and raised my feet and legs up as high as possible and over my head so he was really pile driving my ass. I bent my neck forward so I could look between us and could see his cock going in and out of my hole. I looked all over him and noticed he had several tattoos that had been covered by his shirt. I was admiring the art work and then noticed there were two side by side on the lower part of his stomach I could not see very well. I craned my neck around but could not make them out as they were definitely in the shadows. I forgot about them for a bit though as I told him I was about to cum and he said good as he was too. A couple of more big hard thrusts from him and my own cock erupted and being almost over my head I opened my mouth and the cum was landing right in my own mouth. He told me he could feel my ass spasming and with that he leaned back away from me and rammed his cock as far into me as he could and said here it comes. He was cumming and I could feel every pulse of his cock and looked down there between us enjoying every second of it and since he was now leaning back some I could see his tats down there. One appeared to be a scorpion and beside it looked like the biohazard symbol I had just seen in a doctor's office. His other tats had all been in black but these two were both in bright red. As we lay there together after that huge orgasm of us both, I mentioned this to him. He sais he wanted them in red as a warning. I had no idea what he was talking about and said so. He said he thought I would know and said they mean I am positive. I said cool I am a pretty positive person myself. He told me not like that, I mean I am positive, HIV positive. My mouth fell wide open and my eyes must have popped out of my face when he said that but also my cock which was still hard, erupted again. I had no idea what to do now and it was too late anyway. He went on to say he thought I knew and that he had scraped his fingernails in my ass on purpose also to cut me up a little and help it get into by blood quicker. I couldn't even move or speak as he started to wiggle his cock around in me and then pulled out and stood up.

Here it was. Finally graduating high school. Two weeks prior I had just turned 18. My best friend would be moving up north with his mom because he couldn't stand his father for being gay. Tom tried to be a great dad to Mike but Mike hated gay people. I hid my gay desires from him because he was the only friend I had. Tom was basically a father to me as well since my dad left when I was five. I acted more like a son than Mike did. I even called Tom dad from time to time. It just felt natural. As soon as puberty hit I knew I was gay. I started seeing Tom in a whole other way and he definitely noticed. We had talks about it and the feelings I was having. He told me if I could remain a virgin until graduation he would take my cherry and give me the greatest gift any bottom could receive. Those five years were torture. Now graduation is over and Mike has left town. I'm ready for Daddy's graduation gift.

This happened quite few years ago when I was still together with my partner. We'd been together about eight years when this happened and we were already starting to drift apart. If I'm being honest, this wasn't the first time I cheated on him, but it was the first time I did it bareback.... We were spending a long weekend in Berlin and one afternoon my partner wanted to go to an exhibition in what had formerly been the east part of Berlin. He quite often went to exhibitions and galleries and as it wasn't really my thing I would usually go for a walk until he had finished. He set off and I arranged to meet him a couple of hours later. It was a beautiful sunny afternoon and I enjoyed strolling through the city very much. I walked around in a huge circle, through a park and along by a river and after about an hour I was ready for a rest. I came across an area with shops and restaurants and I noticed that quite a few of them had rainbow flags in the window. I went into a coffee shop, ordered a drink and sat down. It was quite busy, with what was obviously a mixed gay crowd. The guy who served me was really nice, young and quite camp, with a shock of blond hair and a really friendly manner. I enjoyed the atmosphere and the chilled out music. I finished my drink and, as I had plenty of time and was enjoying sitting watching the world go by, I ordered another one. There were quite a few fit looking guys in there and I had particularly noticed the two guys sitting across from me. They were obviously a couple, one was tall and ginger and his boyfriend was small and dark. I thought they were both really fit looking, especially the ginger guy. As I watched them, the dark haired guy leaned forward and I had a great view of the top of his pants and his arse crack. When I looked up I met the eyes of the ginger lad who had obviously noticed me looking at his boyfriend's arse. As I met his eyes, he grinned at me. After a while, the dark haired guy got up from his seat. He said something to the ginger guy and kissed him and I heard them arranging to meet later. I decided it was time to make a move but before I did, I wanted to use the toilet, which I knew was downstairs. I had assumed that there was also some seating down there as I had noticed some guys coming up the stairs that I hadn't noticed going down there. When I got downstairs I discovered that there was no seating down there, only the male toilets. I wondered just what these guys had been doing down there for so long. When I entered the toilet I could guess exactly what they had been doing. The toilet had two urinals and two cubicles and, as I took a much needed piss at the urinal, I could see that there was a perfectly sized glory hole between the two cubicles. I hadn't had sex for some time and, not to put too fine a point on it, was horny as fuck. I looked at my watch and saw that I still had plenty of time. I decided to see what happened - guys were obviously using the toilet for sex and I was horny to suck some cock and, ideally, to get sucked off myself. I went in to one of the cubicles, shut the door, pulled my trousers and pants down and sat on the toilet. Nothing happened for a little while and then I heard someone entering the toilet. I heard him take a piss at the urinal and then wash his hands. I assumed he was going to leave then but instead he entered the other cubicle and I heard him dropping his pants. I waited a moment and then saw an eye at the hole. I leaned back and flashed my hard cock. The eye disappeared and I looked through the hole. To my delight I saw the ginger lad grinning back at me. He stood up and seconds later a nice big thick cock came through the hole. I was really turned on now and wasted no time taking his cock into my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then he pulled his cock back through the hole and indicated that he wanted to suck me. I stood up and pushed my cock through the hole and soon I was enjoying one of the best blow jobs ever. He sucked me so well that I was soon getting very close to blowing my load so I pulled my cock back again. He looked through the hole and indicated to me to turn round. I turned round and showed him my arse, pulling my cheeks apart and fingering my hole. I could see he liked what he was seeing and I was really turned on by the fact that such a fit lad was turned on by my arse. He pushed his cock through the hole again and I sucked him some more. After a short time he pulled his cock back and indicated that I should join him in his cubicle. I hesitated, but only for a moment, and a minute later we were in the cubicle together, kissing and wanking each other. He pushed my head down to his cock and I began to suck him again and then he pulled me up, turned me round and bent me over the toilet. I felt his hands pulling my arse cheeks apart and seconds later his tongue was up my arse. It felt so good - but there was better to come. He stood up and began to rub the head of his cock over my wet hole. I could feel his pre cum on my hole as he spat on it a couple of times and began to push his cock gently but firmly into my arse. This lad wanted to fuck me and he clearly wasn't intending to use a condom! The head of his cock entered my arse and I knew I should pull back - but I knew I didn't want to - I wanted to feel his big bare cock sliding up my arse. He kept pushing and I knew if I pushed back I could probably take him right up my arse. I pushed back and felt a stab of pain as his cock went right up me. He gave me a moment to get used to his cock and then he began to fuck me. I was really turned on and I knew if I touched my cock I was going to cum. I had never thought for a moment when I entered the cafe that I would end up bent over the toilet being fucked without a condom by a fit ginger lad who was at least ten years younger than me. The fact that we were fucking unprotected in the toilet of a busy cafe and the fact that we were both cheating on our partners only made the whole experience even hornier. He fucked me steadily for a while, and then took hold of my hips and began to fuck me harder. His breathing was getting heavier now and I knew he wasn't going to last much longer. After about ten or twelve more thrusts he groaned and I knew he was pumping a big load of cum into my unprotected, cheating arse. He seemed to cum for ages and when he pulled out my arse I took his cock into my mouth again. He grinned and high fived me, then pulled his pants and trousers up and left the cubicle. A short time later I was back out in the Berlin sunshine on my way to meet my partner, a big load of cum deep in my arse.

I grew up in a very small town. In High School I had gone on a few dates with boys, kissed one or two, and jerked one off, but nothing more. I had figured out I was gay, but didn't even know if I was a top or a bottom. That started to change within two weeks of starting college. During Orientation, I met a really cute guy named Joe. We had the same major, lots in common, and he was gorgeous. He was nearly six feet tall, sandy blond hair, strong nordic cheekbones, and a sleek taught body from years of being on the high school regional swim team, which he was now joining in college too. We were both inexperienced when it came to sex, which we both realized the first time we managed to get a dorm room alone for the night. We sloppily kissed and rolled around on the bed, but didn't know how to suck cock yet, and certainly no anal. Essentially, we were both virgins. The fact that we were both eighteen meant we could cum quickly and stay hard enough to cum again mere minutes later. A few weeks into our first semester, I went to his first swim meet. I was proud of him for being out to all of his teammates and coach. The match was great and I loved watching all of the Juniors and Seniors in their skimpy speedos, soaking wet and clinging to every inch of what little they covered. And on top of that, they won! Afterwards, he introduced me to his coach and some of the guys on the team. His coach, who insisted everyone call him by his first name, Tony, told us he was having a celebratory party that weekend. Tony was beautiful. He could have been a lumber jack if he wasn't a college swim coach. He had red hair, turning ever so slightly salt-and-pepper at the temples and thinning on top, sideburns, and a bushy mustache. While most of the boys he coached were pale and slim, he was tan and beefy. His shoulders were broad, pulling the buttons of his tight polo shirt open, revealing a few tufts of chest hair. Needless to say, I was watering at the mouth!I was excited to go and hang out with such a hot group of guys, and such a hot coach! Saturday rolled around, and Joe and I managed to get an hour together in my dorm room before leaving to drive to Tony's house for the party. After maneuvering into an awkward sixty-nine position, I managed to get the head of his uncut cock in my mouth for about thirty seconds before he filled my mouth with his salty cum. I put my hands on the back of Joe's head and tried to aim his lips to my cock, but he seemed to miss my cues. He licked at my dick, while jerking my dick so hard it was starting to hurt, but I shot off anyway, all over his face. I reeled around and licked my jizz off of Joe's chiseled face. He squirmed and pulled away, sort of grossed out by the thought of eating cum. He grabbed his briefs off of the floor and used them to mop his face off as I chuckled, saying, "You'll get used to that if we keep this up. You might even learn to like the taste." He laughed and suggested we get ready to go or we would be late. We pulled our clothing on, but he decided to skip the underwear and chucked it into my laundry hamper. We showed up at Tony's house only a few minutes late and must have been the last people to arrive as the driveway and street in front of the house was packed with cars. All of the lights were on and we could hear music all the way from the street. We rang the bell, and a few seconds later, Tony met us at the door. He was wearing a thin linen shirt, unbuttoned at the front and practically see-through. As my eyes dropped from his burly chest down to his fuzzy belly button, and then lower to a massive bulge in his tight shorts, my jaw dropped and Tony smirked as Joe slapped me across the belly saying "Dude, quit checking out my Coach!" I didn't know if either one thought it was funny or not. Tony ushered us inside saying "I want you to meet my parter, Charlie." Woah! I had no clue Tony was gay! His house was huge and we wandered through a few rooms and out onto a backyard deck before finding Charlie. He had a tray full of red cups, and he was passing out cocktails to the older team mates. Charlie was younger than Tony, but older than all of the guys on the team. He looked like he might have been Latin, or maybe Greek, with dark curly hair, dark eyes, and a great tan, a bit shorter than me, but in great shape, with a toned chest clearly visible under a tight t-shirt. He started to offer me and Joe a drink, and Tony stopped him, saying "I'm not sure these guys are of age...." Charlie smiled slyly saying, "Right. Wouldn't want to corrupt your students." With that, some of the guys close enough to hear started laughing. Charlie laughed too, and then went to go get us some fruit punch instead. I looked around and realized that there were no girls there. I figured that Tony would have invited his team members' girlfriends too, but I guess not. The teammates there seemed to know each other pretty well and didn't seem lonely without their girlfriends at all. As we continued to scope out the scene, I saw the massive pool in the backyard. It must have been at least a quarter of an Olympic-sized pool. With the sun starting to go down, the lights under the water turned on. Charlie put his hand on my shoulder as he handed me some punch and asked "Hey, you wanna go for a swim?" I replied "Sure, but I didn't bring a suit." “No problem,” said Charlie. You're wearing underwear right? That'll do.” “Well, I'm not. We, er, got distracted on the way over...” grinned Joe. Tony Put his big bear arm around Joe and smiled, saying "No worries, man. I'm sure I've got something you can borrow. My size might be a big big on you, but it'll do in a pinch. Come with me." “Okay. Dive in, guys, don't wait for us!” said Joe as Tony ushered him away. Charlie started "First one in's a rotten..." "EGG!" some of the guys standing around shouted. Charlie and the rest of the guys started peeling off their shirts and dropping their shorts. One or two of the swim team guys were nude, but I figured, what the hell. If they're not embarrassed why should I be? I stripped down to my white Calvins and dove in. We all splashed around, laughing and horse-playing as I met some of the guys who I had been ogling around campus and at the swim meet. There must have been ten guys there, along with Charlie. The way they were teasing each other made me think some of them might be gay or might even be boyfriends. I got confused when I saw Dan kissing Mike and then Mike kissing Andrew. If Dan and Mike were dating, why would he kiss Andrew? I couldn't help but spring a woody. My hard-on got even harder when I saw Mike kiss Charlie and Andrew kiss Dan. I thought 'Where's Joe? He's missing all of the fun' while all around me, guys were making out with each other and pulling each other's bathing suits or underwear down. Charlie sidled up to me and smiled as he put his hands on my chest, sliding down to my cock, pulling my briefs down and wrapping his hand around my dick. “Whoah, we should stop this,” I weakly protested. I desperately wanted to kiss Charlie, but didn't want to upset Joe. “What about Joe,” I asked. “What about Joe,” Charlie said. All the while, Charlie was milking my dick under the water. By this time, we had two or three guys surrounding us, rubbing their hands all over our bodies. Dan leaned in close, still jerking my dick, and whispered, “What do you think Tony is doing with Joe right now?” I looked around and didn't see either of them and thought 'Maybe I should go inside and check on Joe' but before I could try to pull away from the group, I was shooting a load into the pool. “Finished so soon?” Charlie asked. Andrew shouted, “I bet he's got another load or two!” With that, two boys hoisted me, nude and hard, onto the edge of the pool. Mike pushed my shoulders back until I was on my back. He then got up and aimed his massive dick into my mouth. I gagged immediately, but he just kept shoving it in. He took a break as I caught my breath. Next to me, Andrew was starting to fuck Dan. I couldn't help but notice that Andrew's dick was sliding into Dan's ass without a condom. I had never seen even in a video gay sex without a condom. Dan was moaning like it felt really good. Then, I saw Charlie standing in the water. He smiled at me and started to lift my legs as he stroked his dick. He leaned over me and kissed me hard. As he mashed his wet lips against mine, I felt his cock poking at my virgin hole. I was okay with him fucking me, but worried about protection. “What about a condom?” I asked. “Listen kid. I don't have anything you couldn't catch from any of the guys here. Don't worry about it...” I figured, whatever. If it was going to be my first time, I wanted to feel what it was really like. Charlie was gentler than I expected and took his time working his tool into me. He pumped away as I felt my back rubbing back and forth against the wet concrete beneath me. It never hurt and I swear I could feel his heart beating through my hole. Charlie picked up his pace as the guys around were cheering us on. He slammed into me a few more times and then held still. I didn't know it then, but he was cumming in my hole. He pulled out as the guys were cheering and clapping. I was grinning, happy to no longer be a virgin, but sort of sad that my first time hadn't been with Joe. I knew Joe and Tony must have been able to hear the commotion from inside even over the booming music. Andrew pulled out of Dan and asked me if I was ready for another round. I said, “Well, maybe later, but I want to check on Joe first and make sure he's okay.” Charlie slapped his softening cock against my legs and laughed. “I bet I know where to find them,” he snickered as he climbed out of the water and helped me up. I stumbled to my feet as Charlie took my hand. Mike handed me a towel. I dried off a bit, noticing then what must have been Charlie's cum dripping out of my hole and onto my thighs. The guys kept on playing together as Charlie led me inside. In the kitchen, he gave me a glass of water. I didn't hear anything in the house except for the bass of the music from outside. Charlie leaned in and kissed me. “Tony sure knows how to pick 'em” he said. “He didn't pick me. I'm not on the team,” I replied. “Joe's on the team.” “You'll both be on the team if tonight goes the way it should. And once you're on this team, you're on it for life.” Charlie mussed my hair and smacked my bare ass. “Let's go upstairs...” To be continued......

This is a story rescued from the late lamented Bugshare site. It was always one of my favourites and I thought it was gone for good until I started cleaning out some old files on my computer. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. I'll post it in parts as it's a long read, but worth it Texas Bareback Massacre, Part 1 "We shouldn't go in there," Willie protested with a longing glance back toward his brand new l957 Chevy which was parked askew in a ditch. "Of course we shouldn't go in there," Tad answered his friend in disgust. "We shouldn't be out this late on a school night. We shouldn't have driven your new Chevy out on the Old Loop Road to see how fast it would go. We shouldn't have run it into a ditch. We shouldn't, but we did. So what do you want to do now? Walk ten miles back to town or a few hundred feet to that tavern and call your father for some help?" "My daddy will kill me when he finds out," Willie whined, "he told me never to go near that place." "Well, he's going to kill you about the car," Tad explained in exasperation, "phoning him from the tavern won't make any difference and will save us a ten-mile walk." "We shouldn't," Willie replied, hanging back as his friend walked on ahead. "Come on, baby," Tad goaded his friend and Willie, who was too afraid of being thought to be afraid, followed like a lamb. The tavern was a ramshackle road side inn with a half burnt out neon sign that read "T v rn C ld Be r" and a dirt parking lot containing an old pickup truck and a row of dirty motorcycles. The tavern had a bad reputation with respectable persons not only because it was frequented by bikers but because the bikers were never seen with any biker chicks. Words like 'fairies,' 'queers,' 'faggots' and 'fruits' were muttered about the bikers. Young men from the mill or the college who frequented the place had bad reputations and no respectable man, young or old, ever admitted openly to going into the bar although many of them had remarkably detailed knowledge of what went on inside. "Come on," Tad was annoyed by his friend's hesitancy as he stood outside the tavern door waiting for the all-too-timid Willie to catch up, "We'll just use the phone and get out. Five minutes and then we'll go back to the car and wait for your father." Tad pushed the door open and Willie followed him inside. The tavern was a big square room with a bar running down one side and six broken down, mismatched tables, randomly arranged upon the cracked linoleum covered floor. The floor was dirty, the walls were dirty, the tables were dirty, the bar was dirty and the atmosphere was dirty with the odors of stale bodies, stale beer, and stale smoke hanging in the air, while wifts off stale urine wafted from the restrooms in the rear. The only things dirtier and more odious than the room were the dozen unshaven and unwashed bikers lounging about the tables and the bar. The room fell silent and twelve pairs of sullen eyes turned upon Tad and Willie as they entered the tavern with their fresh washed faces and their fresh washed preparatory school clothes. From behind the bar a sweaty, fat man in a dirty apron beckoned with a soggy, gray rag to the boy's to step up to the bar. "What do you boys want?" he asked gruffly as Tad and Willie approached. Tad for all his bravado before Willie was too abashed by the seedy conditions of the bar and its clientele to immediately speak. Willie was just plain too frightened to say a word. "What ya want?" The barman's tone lowered as he repeated his inquiry. "We know what they want," an intoxicated voice called out thickly. "Well I can give 'em what they want," another drunken voice added. "We all can," the bar patrons all laughed at this suggestion, a laugh as dirty as everything else in the bar. "Shut the fuck up!" the barman snapped before turning back to Tad and Willie. "I don't serve no minors. How old are you?" "Eighteen," Tad finally found his voice but it was slightly cracked. "Eighteen," Willie's voice was so low that he might as well have mouthed the words. "Ya gotta be twenty-one," the barman snapped as his rubbed his dirty rag over the dirty surface of the bar. "We don't want a drink, Mister," Tad was hesitant but polite, "we just want to use the phone." "This is a bar, not a phone booth," the bartender growled. "We can pay, sir," Tad explained as he slid a hand into the pocket of his gray flannel trousers and pulled out a few neatly folded dollar bills. "My friend ran his car into a ditch. We need to call his father to come pull us out." "You don't have to call Daddy," a tall, brawny biker dressed in soiled leather and tarnished chains rose from a table close to the bar, "my boys can pull you out." "Sure as fucking can," a chorus of eager voices assented as the big biker sauntered over to the boys. The big biker stood next to Tad and put one booted foot upon the bar rail. Tad wrinkled his nose as he caught the scent of stale sweat and unwashed clothes and moved a little further away from the muscular mountain of unwashed male flesh. "That won't be necessary, sir," Tad respectfully but eagerly declined the offer, "Willie's Dad can do it." "If you call Willie's Daddy," the big biker said as his casually dropped his leather booted foot from the bar rail and stretched himself to his full height, "Willie will get in trouble. If my boy's pull you out, his old man doesn't ever have to know." "Let him do it, Tad," Willie whispered in Tad's ear as he drew his keys from the pocket of his gray flannel slacks. "I don't want my Daddy to know." Why don't you give your keys to Piston?" the big biker addressed Willie as he pointed to a burly blond biker who was lounging next to the jukebox by the door. "Him and Reb can get your car out and bring it here. Piston was joined at the jukebox by a small dark biker wearing a dog collar, who sidled up remarkably close to his big blond buddy. Reb laid his head against Piston's broad chest as the burly biker put a beefy arm around the younger man's waist. Embraced together they sauntered over to the bar, where Piston held out his free hand for Willie's keys. With a look of fright mingled with disgust, Willie shied away from the embracing bikers, as he held out the keys in his trembling hand. "We better go with them, sir," Tad suggested as he stayed Willie's hand, "so Willie can drive." "Reb can drive," the big biker said as he stepped closer to Tad, "You boys can have a drink with us while you wait for them to bring your car." "No, thank you, sir, we'd better go," Tad refused the unkind offer and taking a step backwards from the towering bulk of the big biker bumped into Willie who was pushed back against Piston's hard shoulder. "Give me the keys, punk," Piston growled as he reached over Willie's shoulder and snatched the keys from his hand. "Take a fucking seat," Reb snarled as he shoved Willie away from Piston and towards the nearest table, "Piston's taken." "Wait a minute!" Tad protested as he reached out to draw Willie back. "You too," the big biker barked as he shoved Tad in the same direction as his friend, "get your ass over there." Tad and Willie were too stunned and frightened to resist. They stumbled over to a dirty table and sat down. The big biker followed the boys and sat down between them as Reb and Piston left by the tavern door. The rest of the bikers quickly gathered around the table like vulture's surrounding a pair of dying animals in preparation for a feast. "What'll you boys drink," the big biker asked. "Nothing, thank you, sir," Tad replied in a subdued tone. Willie could only look nervous and shake his head. "You two boys think your too good to drink with us?" the big biker snarled as the gang pressed around the table and murmured ominously. "No, no, Sir," Tad protested as he smiled weakly in an attempt to mollify the gang, "we're under age. We can't have a drink." "You're eighteen," the big biker turned friendly and smiled but not with his eyes only with his yellow teeth, "you're old enough to drink if you're old enough to fuck." The men around the table laughed and nudged each other at this remark. "Fucking, right," one said. "Give the boys a drink," another crowed, "they're plenty old enough to fuck." The gang laughed again. "Beer for my new boys, Sam," the big biker called to the bartender. "Shit, Wolf," the bartender complained, "I'll lose my fucking license." "Lock the fucking door," Wolf, the big biker commanded, "We'll make this a fucking private party." "Fucking ace!" the gang cheered. One of the gang peeled off from the crowd around the table and snapped the lock closed on the front door, while Sam waddled out from around the bar with two pitchers of beer, which he set before the boys. "Drink up," Wolf commanded the two teenagers. Tad and Willie looked at the foaming pitchers with dismay. Neither one had ever done more that have a sip of his dad's beer. "Drink the fucking shit up," Wolf was back to snarling and showing his yellow teeth. Tad took the handle of the pitcher that was set before him and lifted the jug to his lips. He took a small sip from the frothy contents before putting the pitcher down. Willie sat so frozen with fear that he was unable to speak or move or drink. "These fuckers don't know how to drink," a fat biker behind Tad roared as he grabbed Tad's pitcher and took a healthy swig before passing it into the crowd. The other pitcher too was taken and the gang around the table quickly drained them both before returning them refilled to the boys. "Now drink up, boys," Wolf commanded. Tad picked up his refilled pitcher to take a little sip but as his lips touched the rim, Wolf put his hand on the bottom of the pitcher and held the jug up to Tad's mouth. Tad took several deep gulps as Wolf tipped the pitcher up and forced more of the contents to Tad's lips. Tad could not swallow the cold brew fast enough to keep his mouth from overflowing. Beer ran down his chin and dripped upon the front of his red and white striped button down shirt. Willie tried to reach out for his pitcher but could not bring himself to touch it. A helpful biker grabbed Willie by his red hair and pulled his head back, while an equally helpful friend poured the contents of the pitcher into Willie's gaping mouth. The boy coughed and choked and spluttered and spewed beer upon the gang. "Fucking asshole, you were told to drink that shit," the helpful biker roared as he pulled Willie by his hair from his seat. Tad immediately leapt to his feet to defend his friend and was immediately forced to sit back down by the burly bikers standing behind him. "Sit down, mother fucker. Leave Crank alone," Wolf snapped as he put his dirty hand on Tad's shoulder, "he's just gonna teach your fucking friend a lesson in good manners." Crank, the helpful biker, swung Willie around by his hair and dragged the boy away from the table to the center of the floor. "Ow! Ow! My hair," Willie cried as tears filled his eyes and he tried to keep his feet. "Shut up you fucking cry baby or I'll give you some shit to cry about" Crank shouted as he released Willie's hair to slap the boy across his tear streaked freckled cheek. The force of the blow sent Willie reeling. He fell against a vacant table and sprawled across its top. He lay on its dirty surface in a huddled mass trembling like a wounded rabbit before a beast of prey. He lifted his disheveled head and fearfully looked back at Crank. From his seat across the room, Tad could see blood trickling from the corner of Willie's mouth and the red bloom of Crank's hand print upon his pale cheek. "Leave him alone," Tad protested as he felt rough hands hold him down before he could start to rise. "You better forget about your fucking boyfriend, he's Crank's now." Wolf leered at Tad as he spoke, "You just worry about who your fucking boyfriend's going to be." Crank took Willie's wrist and drew him from the table to his feet. Willie leaned back against the table edge to support himself while he put one hand to his red cheek and tried to stifle his sobs. "Take off your shirt off, cry baby," Crank demanded. "Show your Daddy what you've got." Willie leaned further back against the table to draw himself as far away from Crank as he could. He snuffled as he tentatively put a hand to the button-down collar of his cotton shirt. For a few moments, he fumbled with the button without opening it, then he dropped his hand to his side and hung his head. "You fucking son of a bitch, I told you to take your shirt off," Crank barked. "Do it or I'll do it for you. Take it of, fucker. Do it! Now!" Willie flinched at the sharpness of Crank's barked command but otherwise he did not move. Faster than a mongoose strikes a cobra, Crank leapt forward and with both hands tore open the front of Willie's white cotton shirt. The fat biker's powerful hands quickly tore the shirt apart and stripped the tattered rags from Willie's body. The boy did not have time to react before Crank struck again with both hands to tear the stunned teenager's fresh white tee shirt from his arms and chest. Willie was too timid to put up a fight, but with instinctive modesty he crossed his arms over his nearly hairless, neatly freckled chest. Willie was a varsity swimmer and had a swimmer's body with lean hard muscles stretched tightly over a slight frame. Except for his head which was covered by a short crop of flaming red hair which had been disheveled by Crank's rough hand, he kept his body hairless by shaving everyday to increase his speed in the water so he said. Like most natural red heads, his skin was fair and freckled and he turned a bright pink all over when he blushed. He was in no danger of blushing as he stood with his arms covering his bare chest and the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. "Let's see them pretty titties, boy," Crank said as he reached for the Willie's wrists. "Don't! Please, don't touch me!" Willie screamed and started to cry. "Shut the fuck up, cry baby, I don't want to hear no caterwauling," Crank snapped as he backhanded Willie across the mouth. Willie's head snapped to one side as his body twisted and collapsed in a slow spiral to the dirty barroom floor. "Stop him, please, Wolf," Tad begged the big biker to save his friend. "Shut up, cocksucker, just watch the fucking show," was Wolf's only reply. Tad looked all around him and saw that all eyes in the biker gang were focused on the lurid scene before them. Willie lay upon the floor stripped naked to the waist. His boyish face was bruised on both cheeks and he was bleeding from a cut in each corner of his mouth. Over him stood a brawny biker with his fat belly hanging over the top of his worn jeans. His greasy hair was dark and shaggy, his scarred face was unshaven and his eyes burned brightly with lust. As he looked at Willie's exposed chest and the boy's tiny pink nipples, he licked the saliva from his cruel lips. "On your knees, cocksucker," Crank commanded as he pulled Willie up and forced the boy onto his knees. Crank stood before the boy with his sturdy legs spread and his wide hips thrust forward. With one hand Crank unzipped his grease stained jeans and pulled out his short fat prick from his open fly. His other hand he placed behind Willie's head. "Open up, cocksucker," Crank said as his pulled his dick and pointed it at Willie's trembling lips, "wrap your lips around this and get it hard." Willie's eyes grew wide and his face screwed up in disgust. He had never been so close to another man's dick. With quick furtive glances, he had surveyed from a distance the other boys in his gym class showering which was just to check their size against his own. He had never been so close that he could see the veins and blemishes on the dick shaft or smell the stench of an unwashed crotch or feel the heat roiling from an open fly. Willie licked his lips not in anticipation of the unsavory meal offered to him but in the hopes that he would stop himself from puking on the spot. "I said to wrap your lips around my meat, cocksucker," Crank snarled as he shook Willie by the hair on his head. "Do it now!"

I guess I need to start going to Hawks on a more regular basis ...

That's making it count!..

Being a titpig, mine control all on me and are that keys to my hole. Your line hits the nail on the head - when someone works my tits it puts me into heat and then I crave cocks and need to be fucked. Any other titpigs out there? Oink!

The last couple of days have been nice to my pussy. I had to get some service work done on my vehicle in the Baltimore area this morning. As I'm traveling a lot these days, every night practically is a hotel night. Last night was not exception, but I opted for the Red Roof at BWI instead of one of my regular Hilton properties. Excellent decision! Price was cheap, room was clean, there was an in-room safe for my personal stuff, and the door opened directly to the outside. I prowled the apps and put up an ad on BBRTS. I managed to take 4 loads from 4 cocks last night and got another today. My well fucked hole was leaking cum all day today. I would have taken more, but I had to get some sleep. I've had good luck finding cock in the BWI area of late and finding out the Red Roof wasn't that bad was a pleasant surprise. I highly recommend the superior room or whatever it's called if you are looking to be a cum dump. Having the in-room safe put my mind at ease while I was hooded in my jock and harness in a dark room taking cock. Loved it! I'd really like to find someone to whore me out.

Love having a partner watch me getting fucked and bred, and then doing the same to me. Hell, I love an audience and group participation while getting fucked!

Most of you guys that follow me know I travel to Europe a lot for my job. This past year, I've been mostly traveling to Amsterdam. Being the raw bottom slut that I am, there's few places that are better for me. My company used to put me up in the north end of town. I had quite a few "regulars" in the noord. Noord AMS is very ethnic. Lots of Arabs and working class guys. But since early spring my company has been housing me in the south end of AMS. The hotel in Zuid Amsterdam is in a jewish, upper middle class area near the University and many of the highrise corporate offices. So, the guys are very, very different from the Noord guys. The other very nice thing is that the hotel in the south doesn't require a keycard for the lift. So, guys can come right to my door. Making anonymous encounters possible, where they aren't possible in the Noord area hotel. One one of my first stays at the hotel in the south I met a guy that had posted on Doublelist.com. He had posted that he was a 54 year old, married, newly bisexual guy. He's 6'4" (195cm) tall. Slender. He has a big, thick, dutch, uncut dick. 8" (20.5cm). He said he liked nsa blow jobs and occasionally likes to top. I replied to his ad. I told him where I would be staying. He told me that he worked 5 minutes away and could stop by on his way home from work. He also told me that he considered himself primarily straight. But that his wife now had a medical condition that made it painful for her to get fucked. He said she wouldn't let him fuck her in the ass. And that she'd always been lousy at sucking cock. So, a few years ago he had started to let guys blow him. And that he'd recently begun to fuck guys as well. I told him that that was exactly the type of guy I was turned on by and we arranged to meet in a few days when I was back in Amsterdam. The afternoon that I arrived I emailed him my room number. He replied back that he'd be there at 5:10pm. And sure enough, exactly at 5:10p there was a knock at the door. I opened the door and stood behind it. As I closed the door, there standing in front of me was this gorgeous, tall, muscular, sandy blond, blue eyed Dutch hunk of a man. I gave him a big grin and locked the door behind him. He immediately kicked off his shoes. Began to undo his belt and unzip. I quickly removed my glasses and watch. And followed him to the bed. He now had his pants and underwear kicked off and was sitting on the edge of the bed. His long, thick cock was already rock hard and standing straight up. I knelt between his legs and began to worship that Dutch monster cock. His cock was so rock solid, that it was more like an 18 year old boys cock, than a 54 year old man's. I asked him if he takes viagra to get this hard? "No. I'm just a horny fucker. Always have been." he replied with a smirk and a wink. After a few minutes of my sucking him, he leaned forward and began to rub my ass. I got up and removed my pants and shirt. I then climbed on the bed, on my hands and knees, with my ass facing him. He rubbed and fingered my hole. I had a bottle of lube sitting on the bedside table. He took that and lubed up my hole and his cock. I took a few hits of poppers as he slapped his engorged cock against my ass. As I continued to inhale poppers, he slowly pushed his huge mushroom cockhead into my hole and held it there to let me adjust to his thickness. Once he could feel my ass loosening up, he slowly pressed all the way up into me. I could feel his giant balls pressed against me. I took another huge hit of popper and he now began to fuck. He'd pull nearly all the way out of me, then slam back into me. I'd let out a grunt as his thrust would knock the air out of my lungs. I was moaning and groaning with every brutal thrust of his cock. "Whack!" he slapped me hard on the ass as he rode me. "Ya' like this, fag? Ya' like this big dick in ya'?" he said. I couldn't see him, but I could hear the sneer in his voice. "Fuck, yeah! I love your big, Dutch dick inside me. Fuck me." "Such a faggot, whore. Aren't you? "Yeah! Yeah!" was all I could say as he continued to knock the breath out of me with every thrust. His fucking got faster and if possible, even harder and deeper. I could tell he was really enjoying the ride. "Get up farther on the bed", he barked. He pulled out of me and slapped my ass. "Up in the middle of the bed". he growled again. I crawled up into the middle of the king sized bed, as he climbed onto it and crawled behind me. I sniffed some more poppers as he once again slammed up into me. "Cunt!" he said as he slid back into me. "Such a fuckin' cunt. Aren't you?" "Yes Sir!" I replied. "My cunt is yours to use and abuse." "Good fag." he said. "You know you're a no good cunt that's only good as a cum dump. Don't you?" "Yes Sir!", I again replied. Wham! Wham! Wham! His cock slammed into me, knocking the bed against the wall as he thrust. He reached under me with one of his hands and pinched my nipple as he fucked. "Ahhh...... Yesss....Oh, fuck me", I groaned. He quickened his pace and I could hear his breathing get faster and deeper. "Ahhhhhh.....FUCK!" he shouted as he slammed up into me as far as he could. I could feel his cock throb and his body shake as he unloaded his spunk deep into inside my second sphincter. It had taken about 10 minutes of heavy fucking for him to deposit inside me. He pulled out of me and collapsed onto his back, breathing heavily, trying to catch his breath. I also collapsed onto the bed, laying on my side, facing him. I stroked his smooth chest as his chest gasped for breath. "Holy Fuck! You've got a nice pussy". he said as he caught his breath. We laid there for several minutes, then he jumped up. "Can I shower? I don't want my wife to smell my cum and your ass on me." he said with a smirk. Without even waiting for an answer, he climbed off the bed and went into the bathroom to wash off all evidence of our fuck. Since early spring, this has been our weekly routine. A quick 10 or 15 minute fuck. He showers and heads home on his bicycle to his wife. Even though I'm missing some of my Arab and dock workers that were my regulars in Noord Amsterdam. This Dutch top has certainly been a fun replacement.

Business trip to Auckland and will stay at the Auckland CBD Hotel. If you are a hung top who like to use your raw cock fucking a total slutty bareback bottom boi and fill up the hole, let's arrange either THU/FRI/SAT or SUN night before I need to leave the country.

10-20 feet from Lakeshore Drive in Chicago. Totally exposed, but we went for it. If the drivers had slowed down and been looking at the right spot would have been game over! Loved it!

NO!

Yes, the perfect motto!

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

Part 2: Graduation Over I rode back from graduation with Tom. At this point my mom knew I was gay and had no problem with it. As soon as we were in his car Tom pulled his cock and I literally drooled on myself. It was perfect. 9.5 inches long. Thick as a Coke can. I was in heaven. I knew it would hurt when he pushed it in but I wasn't scared. I bent over and started worshipping his cock. I kissed it all over. Jerked him off a little. Slurped down his precum. Then I stretched my mouth to get as much of his cock in my mouth that I could. Precum was coating my mouth pretty good and before I knew it I had taken all of his cock down my throat. Apparently I don't have a gag reflex which is awesome. We got back to his house before I knew it. Tom just parked the car and shut the engine off and laid back in his seat. I made love to his glorious cock for I don't know how long. After awhile Tom started breathing heavier and his balls tightened up. He let out a groan and shot a huge load of cum down my throat. I swallowed as much as I could but some leaked out. Tom scooped it up and fed me his cum. It was so hot and erotic. We shared a very passionate kiss and after we broke the kiss Tom suggested we go inside to really have fun.

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Part 3: HAL HAS HIS WAY Jared’s phone vibrated as he walked up to Hal’s door. Another call from Ryan. He ignored it. He definitely didn’t want to talk to his friend right now… he wasn’t even sure if he still wanted to be friends. How could he be around someone who had rejected him completely, betrayed him even, like Ryan had? The truth was he didn’t feel much like socialising at all right now. Even with Hal who been so sweet last night. He HAD tried to cancel, but Hal had sounded so disappointed on the phone… so here he was. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. The door opened and the first thing he saw was the smile. Definitely the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. And… he was suddenly glad he hadn’t cancelled. “Hey. I’m so glad you made it.” Hal said, ushering him in. He was wearing blue jeans that just seemed to magically rest on his hips and a black button up shirt that fit his body like a glove. The sleeves were rolled up about halfway up the forearm and the top button had come undone allowing a glimpse, just a tantalising glimpse, at that amazing chest. Hal pulled him into a warm hug and kissed him on the forehead. “Dinner will be ready in 10 or 15 minutes. Come into the kitchen with me.” Jared followed and watched, amazed, as Hal moved expertly around the kitchen. It felt so normal, like a real date. The kind that almost everyone he knew from Church and school had been going on for years. Not him though. Ryan had been the only other gay guy he had known about.. and Ryan, of course, had no interest in dating him. No. He wouldn’t think about Ryan. Not tonight. This beautiful man was being so kind, so amazing, to him. Tonight was about Hal. No one else. “Mind setting the table?” Hal smiled again. “Plates are in that cupboard and silverware is there.” Keep smiling like that to me and I will do anything for you, Jared thought to himself. The whole time they chatted easily, almost effortlessly, and Jared let himself relax. As they sat down to dinner, however, Hal pulled out a bottle and set it on the table. Damn, Jared thought. Wine. Alcohol. “I… um… don’t drink. I’m Mormon.” “Really? That’s too bad. I picked this up especially for you.” Hal seemed to think for a split second, then smiled again. That warm and disarming smile. “I know a little about Mormons. I don’t think they like gay guys that much do they?” “No. I guess not.” “So, you told me yesterday that you want to have sex with a guy someday. If you are willing to do that then surely a little wine can’t be THAT terrible, can it?” Jared had heard the argument before. But when Hal said it — with his beautiful, kind smile — it just made sense to him. And he really didn’t want to seem too awkward to his new friend. “I guess not.” Hal poured half a glass and handed it to him. “Just try a little, if you don’t like it we’ll find something else for you.” Jared nodded. “Cool. A toast then.” Hal poured himself a glass as well and raised it. “To the cutest guy in town.” Jared blushed. Could Hal really like him? Really? His hand trembled a bit as he brought the glass to his lips. This was a line he thought he would never cross, a rule he would never break. But he allowed a little of the wine to flow into his mouth. And he wanted to gag. People actually liked this stuff? Ugh. “You ok?” Hal asked. “Um. Yeah. Just didn’t taste like I thought it would. It’s good.” Jared lied. If dinner had smelled good, it tasted even better. Jared even managed to drink his wine. Although his stomach had almost turned when Hal poured him a second glass of the horrible stuff. It was his own fault, he told himself, he was the one who had lied. God was clearly punishing him for that lie. They cleared the table and did dishes together, their bodies close together over the sink. Jared could picture them doing this together for the rest of their lives. He tried to shake himself out of it — it was too early for such thoughts — but it seemed so real to him. And he liked the thought… maybe he could pretend. Just for tonight. He was almost disappointed when the dishes were done. “Why don’t you have a seat on the sofa and I’ll get us something to drink.” Jared found his way to the living room and took a seat. He felt a little flushed and light headed. So this is what drunk felt like. Didn’t feel so bad so far. Soft music started playing and he turned around to see Hal putting a remote down. He didn’t realise, of course, that the remote had also turned on the video cameras around the room. Hal handed him what looked like orange juice. “Try this, I think you’ll like it more than the wine.” Jared took a sip and smiled. He could taste the bitter undertone of some kind of alcohol but the orange juice made the drink very palatable. This was more like it. He took a big drink, almost emptying the glass. Hal sat down close to him on the sofa and put his arm around him. Jared rested against the beautiful man’s chest. Oh! This was amazing. Between the music, the alcohol, and Hal’s warm and fit body — well, it was all just so… perfect. Fingers rested on his chin, lifting his face up. Hal’s lips met his and they kissed. Hal’s tongue slipped, teasingly, into his mouth. A little moan escaped Jared’s lips. “You are so amazing.” Hal whispered. “You are so special.” Hal’s hand rested on his back, holding their bodies close. Jared didn’t think his cock had ever been so hard. He tried not to look but Hal’s cock was obviously hard as well. Hal raised Jared’s hand and placed it on his pec. The twink couldn’t believe how excited it made him feel. He was sweating just a little. Their lips met again; Hal’s hand slowly slid down his back. So slowly it was almost unnoticeable. But Jared noticed. Should I stop it? He asked himself. I don’t want to let things get out of hand. He was saving himself for the guy he would spend the rest of his life with. But, right now, it just felt so good. Hal felt so good. Maybe, this is the man he would be with forever? “You are so beautiful, Jared. I think I may love you already.” Jared swooned. Could it be true? It must be… why would Hal say it otherwise? His doubts slipped away and he said a little silent prayer to Heavenly Father to thank him. Hal’s fingers slipped into the waist band of his jeans. Grazing his butt. Jared shivered at the gentle caress of fingers on a part of him that had never been touched this way before. He let his own hand drift down. From Hal’s chest, down his abs, to rest over the straining bulge in the virile man’s jeans. He could feel the warm throbbing flesh through the denim. He didn’t realise his fingers were moving in sync with Hal’s fingers on his butt. “Take it out.” Hal whispered. Jared’s fingers were shaking as he fumbled with the button and zipper. A still, small voice in his head said to slow down. Stop. But he didn’t slow down. He didn’t stop. He couldn’t stop. The shaft rose to freedom as the containing zipper was pulled away. Jared had gotten a bit of a look in the sauna but now… now his fingers wrapped eagerly around it. The first cock he had ever touched besides his own but his hand instinctively started stroking. Then… Gasp! Hal’s fingers slipped into his crack and touched him… down there. In that most sensitive spot. He hadn’t even noticed own belt and jeans being unfastened. A fluid, white or perhaps slightly yellow, dripped from the hard cock in his hand. He had heard of pre-cum, even if didn’t produce much himself, but it didn’t look quite like he expected. Still, what else could it be? Hal broke their kiss and put his hand on the back of Jared’s head. “Taste it.” It wasn’t a request but Jared didn’t mind. He liked when Hal was assertive, in control. He felt no need to worry or resist. Just relax and go with the flow. And so he allowed the hand on the back of his head guide him to lean over Hal’s lap. Until he faced the big cock. The strange fluid dripping down the shaft. He parted his lips and cock became the first ever to enter his mouth. New smells, tastes, sensations filled him. He needed more. His mouth began working up and down the solid pillar. “Teeth.” Hal hissed. He did his best to keep his teeth off the cock. A cock that seemed even thicker in his mouth that it had in his hand. But he was doing it! He was a cocksucker now… and he felt, strangely, proud of that. He couldn’t see Hal lean back and give a thumbs up to the camera or point to his ass… mouthing “Next!” with an evil smile. He could only feel as Hal’s fingers again caressed his butt, his crack, his sphincter. Gently circling. Feeling like it would push through only to dance away. It was driving him crazy. He wanted to beg Hal to do it… but he couldn’t talk with him mouth so full. Jared wasn’t sure how long he sucked the dick. But his lips, his tongue, his mouth were all coated with the dripping fluid he assumed was pre-cum. A fair amount had even worked it’s way down his throat even though there was no way he could go far enough on the cock for it to even approach his throat. Finally, Hal gently lifted his head off his cock. “Let’s go lay down.” This was it. Jared knew it was the moment. He was going to surrender his virginity to this man. But it was ok. They loved each other. This was the man he was going to be with forever. Hal helped him to stand. Jared’s jeans and underwear fell to the floor. His shirt followed. He was completely naked while Hal was still dressed, albeit with his cock still out of his jeans. Hal took his hand and led him to the bedroom. The music was playing in here as well. And, unbeknownst to Jared, Hal turned off the living room cameras and turned on the bedroom ones. Their lips met again while Hal gently laid Jared on the bed and laid atop him. Grinding their crotches together. It felt good. So good. But Jared was ready now. Ready for the next step. Ready to surrender his most precious gift to the man he felt he now loved. “Please, Hal. Please make love to me.” “Say it again. Say it louder.” “Please make love to me.” “It’s going to hurt. The first time. But I will be as gentle as i can.” Hal smiled one of his warm smiles. He was lying, of course, he was going to rough up this hole good. All the better to “impregnate” the bitch… but this naive slut-to-be didn’t need know that. He rolled Jared over. He kissed the twink’s body and moved slowly down. His lips kissing, teasing, his prey’s neck. His shoulders. Back. Butt. Then, ever so gently (so as not to spook the bitch), the warm hole. Like any good bottom, touched for the first time, a quake of pleasure ran through Jared’s whole body. The tongue on his hole was so unexpected… but felt sooooo good. The fingers that followed, that slowly pried his hole open, didn’t feel as good. But he understood he needed to be opened a bit for the big dick that was about to enter him. Claim him. Hal lifted Jared so he was on elbows and knees with his face flat to the bed. Hal’s fingers spread lube on his hole. Almost time. Jared watched as Hal lubed his cock… “Wait… aren’t you going to use a condom?” Jared turned to face the man he was giving himself to. “Why? You don’t have anything I should worry about, do you?” “No, no… I don’t have anything.” “Good. This is our first time. I want this to be special. The first time of many. I want to feel myself inside you. You trust me, don’t you?” Jared knew he should say no. Insist on a condom. But he was so horny, so relaxed from the alcohol. He just couldn’t bring himself to argue. “I trust you.” He returned to the pose Hal wanted him in. The cock slipped up his crack. And down. Back and forth. Teasing his hole. One of Hal’s hands on his hip, holding him tight. Pressure. This was it. It was time to… The sound that burst out of Jared was primal. Barely human. Hal’s second hand wrapped around his mouth, muffling the cry. Every muscle in his body wanted to move. Get away from the pain. But Hal held him tight. “Shhhh, baby. It’s ok. Just relax. You are going to love this. I promise. This is something that will be with you for the rest of your life.” Jared did his best, but his body kept trying to move despite his best efforts. Hal’s firm control succeeded in holding him in place, however, as the cock slid slowly deeper and deeper. He didn’t know how long it took, but he was startled when he felt Hal’s thighs resting against his butt. His lover’s cock was all the way in. Balls deep. He had surrendered himself completely. Hal’s cock pulled back. And thrust in again. And again. And again. It still hurt, more than any other pain Jared could remember, but at the same time it felt… good? Natural? Right? Like he was complete in a way he had never felt before. He didn’t notice as his body began thrusting back. Begging without words for Hal to fill his hole with cock. To make him whole. “Your hole is so tight. You feel so good.” Hal said. Strangely loudly as if for someone else to hear. “How do you feel?” “I feel… amazing!” “You like that big cock, then? You like it fucking your boy pussy?” Hal sounded less gentle, less loving now. The wording threw Jared a little. It seemed so raunchy. So coarse. But it was true. And he liked it. He liked Hal talking to him this way. “Yes, I love you fucking me.” “Good boy. I’m getting close. You ready? You want it?” “Yes… please. Cum in me.” Hal smiled in triumph. He thrust again. Hard. Driving the breath out of Jared’s lungs. Again. And again. And… His body shook as his balls drew up and fired his deadly load into the no-longer virgin hole. He shifted forward, his body pressing Jared flat into the bed, his cock still buried deep. Keeping his cum inside to do it’s job. Jared wanted to stoke his own cock but it was trapped beneath his own body. He thought Hal would pull out after a moment… but was amazed that the cock inside him stayed mostly hard. He tried to catch his breath but it was hard with Hal’s weight on him. Slowly Hal began moving again. Thrusting again. Fucking him again. Even harder than the first time. “Who’s my little bitch?” Hal hissed. “I am. I’m your bitch.” “Fuck yeah!” Hal lasted longer the second time. Thrusting hard. Merciless. All the while whispering nasty things in Jared’ ear. But eventually, he came again. When he finally rolled off and lay next to Jared, the twink’s hole was aching. But he was still so horny. Jared reached to stoke his own cock. He needed to burst. But Hal pulled him in close and began kissing him again. Jared found himself in another position where he couldn’t reach his cock. Jared thought they would fall asleep, spend the night together. After awhile however, of holding each other and kissing, Hal rolled off the bed. “That was amazing.” The taller man said. “You are amazing.” Jared smiled and blushed. “You too. I’m so glad you were my first.” He wanted to, finally, stroke his own cock.. .which was jutting up from his crotch demanding attention. But it felt awkward now that Hal was standing. “I’m glad too, I had a really good time… but I have to go out of town for work tomorrow. Best call it a night.” “Oh. Ok.” Jared stood up, confused, and followed Hal out to the living room. He found his discarded clothes and dressed. “Is everything ok? Did I do something wrong?” “No, you were great. If I didn’t have such a crazy day tomorrow I would definitely have you stay over. We will do this again when I’m back, ok?” There was something… off-putting… about the way that Hal was speaking. Distant. Less affectionate. Jared didn’t know what to say, or what to think, so he let Hal usher him out the door. Hal couldn’t help but laughing after he kicked the twink out. That had gone even better than he expected. But it had taken longer than expected as well. It was already midnight. He had promised his subscribers some footage by 11. He did some quick editing and put a short teaser video out of some of the key moments of Jared’s seduction. “As promised, there is one less virgin — Mormon no less — and one new boipussy-in-the-making tonight. Here are some key scenes. Just a preview tonight.. more coming in the morning." It didn’t take long for his subscribers to start commenting. “More!” “I hope you pozzed him up good.” “I thought he would balk when he saw your gono dick. Don’t think the bitch knew what he was looking at. lol.” “You going to breed him again? I think he’s in love with you.” Hal leaned back in his chair. He would definitely fuck the boi again. He wanted to make sure the boi got his gift…. but that gonorrhoea would show up in a week or two. And the bitch was going to freak out. Still he had time to fuck him, and fuck with his head, one more time before he dumped the stupid fucker. NEXT: RYAN GETS MORE, JARED GETS DESPERATE

Part 35 　 After laying together for a while, we finally got up and headed to the kitchen. We got another cup of coffee, each, and sat down at the table. Hank asked, "well, what are your thoughts now about being fucked good? Looks like you are enjoying yourself?" I really had no idea how to reply for sure, but said, "I'm not sure. I still think about women a lot, but when I am with you guys naked, all I can think about is how wonderful it feels with your cocks pounding my hole and filling me with your cum." Hank said, "I can see you enjoy that and seem to crave more, even. What about the HIV?" I replied, "That is what is causing me the most worry. I want you to cum in me as it feels so good, but I still don't think I want that virus. It's so permanent." Hank said, "I used to have some doubts about it, too. Then I got to thinking. When I got that in me, it was a part of someone else I could carry in me forever. It just seems so intimate now. I hope you will embrace it as my gift of me to you." I could only stare at him. That made no sense and yet, a lot of sense at the same time. I was just so confused. It had only been barely a week since my first 'gay' experience and then I had only wanted sucked and then to try to suck, once. Now, I wasn't sure. I had let him fuck me and pull out and then let him fuck me and cum in me and so had Tom and Randy. I had about 8 loads of toxic cum in me right now. Sitting here thinking about it and my own cock so hard I think I could punch a hole in the wall with it. Why did this whole thing make me want more and more and knowing it is so bad and yet so fantastic? What made it harder to think was sitting there, both of us naked and his cock where I could see it and I could hear the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from outside. I could not seem to keep my eyes from dropping down to look at Hank's cock and the sounds making my own cock hard and throbbing. Every time I glanced his way, my eyes lowered and I could see that big cock and it was drooling precum out of his slit almost constantly. My mouth was watering and wanting to drop to my knees right then and lick every drop up. Didn't his cock ever stay down? I wanted more.

1994 I had stayed a virgin all through college, but that quickly changed as soon as I graduated. I moved to a city with such a visible gay community that I couldn't help but find my way 'over the rainbow'. It was welcoming, warm and usually smelled like alcohol and cigarettes. Also dangerous. It was the Midwest, and the AIDS epidemic had finally made its way here in a major way. A bath house I'd never even gotten a chance to go to was now closed. Adult bookstores disappeared, but gay bars seemed to multiply. Looking back now, I 'd guess there had been twenty of them located in this mid-sized city It was in one of them that I met Benjamin. He knew everybody and had scored us so many free shots that night. He was Cuban and darkly attractive. He was older than me -- by a lot. He'd lied about his age from the beginning. We parted ways that night after exchanging phone numbers. We fucked the night of our first date. He was experienced and couldn't believe I made him wear a condom. He told me he was clean, but I was insistent about safety. I had a new life and a new career, and didn't want to get deathly sick. Benjamin lived farther out from the city...somewhere in a hick-infested neighborhood. Our second date was at his modest house. It seemed nice and decorated like his grandma had picked out all the colors, furniture and little touches here and there. He had a son living with him who was a ridiculously handsome teen (he was actually 22 at the time). Ben claimed he had gotten married at the age of fifteen and I believed him for minute or two. He was a liar and that didn't bode well for us as a couple. He drank gin and tonic, which I'd never tried. It was a fine drink that I grew to love a little too much. This relationship had an expiration date, but I seemed to be the only one who knew it. He introduced me to tons of people...especially at the ratty little tavern near his house. That's where I was introduced to Stan. Stan was Benjamin's hairdresser. He was maybe 30 or a little older. Tall, blonde, lean and a major fashion victim. I hadn't been much interested in what styles trendy. I won't say that Stan was handsome, but there was something appealing about him. He fully owned being gay and I was still learning the ropes. I guess he had a lover and it was news to Ben. "You finally settled down?! Are you being faithful?" "Most of the time." I guess this Stan guy wasn't keeping up with the news. Being afraid of AIDS was a full-time preoccupation for me. "Does he know?" "Oh yeah. He has boys on the side too. It's how we both got the same diseases." THAT's what his appeal was. He was out there enjoying sex and satisfying his inner slut. Nobody lives forever and he was going to get full use of his youth while I was biding my time with Benjamin and being scared of all the consequences of 'having fun'. Stan flitted away among the sparse crowd while Ben and I played darts. For whatever reason, darts were a big thing among the gays in this city. They had leagues and everything. I didn't get it. It was not that much fun to play even when you'd had some drinks in you. But it was a better option than just sitting and trying to have a conversation with my boyfriend. We had almost nothing in common other than being gay. "So he cuts your hair?" "Every month. He's very, very good, but a little expensive. You should let him cut your hair." It drove Ben crazy that I gave no shits about my hair. I normally went to Super Cuts and paid six bucks. It's not like I had a complicated head of hair or anything. "OK. I'll go the next time you go." I surprised both of us by agreeing to go spend forty bucks on a haircut. It seemed to put him in a good mood. He scheduled us for back-to-back appointments with him a week later. I agreed mainly because I wanted to see Stan again. Why? I think you can guess. The salon was much nicer than what I was used to. It even had a 'skin care technician' who wore a white lab coat. Half of the hairdressers there were gay dudes. Ben went first while I sat and looked at one of those big fashion magazines with thick,glossy paper and about fifty cologne samples. The thing was 60% advertising and every page made me feel more and more like the hayseed I was. I didn't belong here. My clothes were mostly from J.C. Penney's and the last person to cut my hair was a homely pregnant chick with a ton of regrettable tattoos and no wedding ring. When it was finally my turn, Benjamin and Stan came out to get me just as I had started thinking of ways to escape. "Ready?" "Let's go." I was led back to the shampoo area which Super Cuts didn't have. Stan said, "Relax and let Janet take care of you while I take a smoke break." Janet was a beautiful young gal who was gentle as she steadied my head at the lip of the sink. The shampoo smelled expensive and she took her time lathering and rinsing. It was wonderful to be pampered like this and I was wishing she'd never stop massaging my scalp. But Stan was back and ready for me. He was dressed very fashionably - with more than a hint of gay slut. Where do you even get clothes like that? "What are you wanting today?" "Something basic. I work in a pretty conservative place and don't want to upset anybody." "I can do conservative -- with an edge. You OK with that?" Was I? I had no idea. I remember being 9 or ten years old and telling my mom that I wanted to be a punk rocker when I grew up. Or a chef. I was undecided at that point. I just nodded and prepared for whatever. I kinda hated facing that big mirror they have at every hair-cutting place. My natural expression had developed into a frown over the years. Sometimes it looked like a scowl. I watched Stan as he maneuvered around me with his comb and scissors. I thought about what he looked like naked, got lost in some fantasies where I was sucking his dick. "How's your boyfriend?" "What? Who?" "When we met a few weeks ago you told Benjamin and I about this guy you were with." "Oh, right. Him. We broke up already. He needed money so he volunteered for a clinical medication study and it fucked him up." "Medication for what?" I could have guessed, but would they really test an AIDS drug here? "H.I.V. There's promising stuff coming - maybe even a cure. He was willing to take a chance that he wouldn't get the placebo. He got his wish, but it damn near killed him. The pills fucked with his heart and he ended up in the hospital. He might still be there for all I know." "I'm sorry." "How are things with you and Ben?" "The same." "That didn't sound very enthusiastic." He had a grin that the devil himself would be proud of. "No. It's just that he wants me to move in with him, and we've only been dating for a few months." I said too much. He and Benjamin were friends and he'd likely tell on me. I couldn't exactly backtrack now. "He's the marrying type. I never have been. I suppose it would be nice, but I've got a wandering eye...always looking for the next fuck." "Yeah. At least you know what your path is. I'm new. I'm 24 and want to see what's out there before I commit." Again...too much info. "Well don't settle down with him. He's a nice guy but very needy. He's old, too." "He's not. He's only 34, right?" "Yeah...if that's code for '45'. He's only three years older than me." I knew it. "..." "He does this all the time. He lies about his age and tries to get cute young guys with a job to move in and help him pay the mortgage on that dumpy house. He might have a good heart, but he is not to be trusted. You're a kid -- go have some fun." He looked into my mirror eyes and winked. "..." I just had no words. "Leave me your phone number and I'll fix you up with some guys around your age." Well, at least I had some dirt on him in case he ever tried to rat me out to Ben. I sensed he wouldn't. I wrote my number on a slip of random paper while he briefly lifted the scissors away from my head. When he was done blow-drying me and applying gel, I thought I looked great. I had a little 'edge' as he'd promised...but it was within my comfort zone. "Perfect!" It was maybe a week later that I finally let go of Benjamin. I retreated back to my apartment in the city and let my answering machine screen all incoming calls. He finally gave up and was probably out scouting for another sucker this very minute. I didn't go right out and enjoy a bunch of sex which I'd planned to do. I was happy being alone and isolated. Books, movies and music were more important to me than bars and dicks. Stan had never called me, and so I went back to Super Cuts which did a good enough job for me. Things were going great for months. And then the phone rang. "Hello?" "What's up?" The voice was familiar somehow. "Hi! How are things?" I still wasn't sure who I was talking to. "Oh, it's been a total mess. I'm not at the salon anymore...it got way too dramatic there." It was Stan. OK. "My mama died and left me her house. I work from there now. The only clients that followed me here were a bunch of old ladies who always liked me for whatever reason. They've been dropping like flies since Christmas and I'm trying to build up a bigger client base." That's why he was calling. He didn't want to do anything gay with me. He wanted a paying customer. "Did Benjamin follow you too?" "Oh...you didn't know? He moved to Florida with some new guy he found." Good for him. I never wished him harm - I only wished I hadn't wasted so much time with him. "I'll give you a deep discount on your first visit." That sounded sexual. I guess he knew he had his charms. "OK. I had a haircut not long ago, but I'll drop by in a month. How's that?" "Good. I work noon to six every day except Monday. I've got another side business going so just call and leave me a message when you want an appointment." He gave me his address and phone number which I put on my fridge with a little round magnet. I was glad he called but can't say exactly why. I was going through a phase where I liked bigger, beefier, harrier men. I talked to a few of them at bars now and then but never made a connection. If they didn't have lady voices, they had awful grammar -- which was something that bugged the shit out of me. My ideal was impossible to find, but I still had hands and a VCR...so I was fine with being celibate and single. I remember my older brother telling me all about sex. He was a big jock stud who always had a girlfriend. He was pissed that Mom had found one of his adult magazines in my room. She wanted to know where I got it, and I just told the truth. We were both in trouble. "You're not old enough for this, dude. Cool it. You've got the rest of your life to have sex. Look around...every adult likes to fuck. Mom and Dad do it, your teachers do it, every adult you see at the grocery store does it. Guys AND girls. Don't get ahead of yourself now." Stan's house was in a very odd neighborhood I'd never been to before. The houses looked fairly normal when I turned left on 65th Terrace but then you started seeing weird dwellings. Tiny houses painted in garish colors. Some of them looked like they were meant to be something else in another part of town. I found Stan's address and pulled into the driveway. Wow. I guess his new side business was 'junk dealer'. The front of the house looked like a duplicate of Fred Sanford's place. The yard was full of hubcaps, assorted car parts and panes of glass. Everything was coated with layers of dirt and/or rust. It wasn't sad so much as interesting. My dad once took me to a junkyard just because I'd never seen one. I was fascinated to the point where I was rendered completely mute. Dad let me wander around and look at all the wrecked cars, old appliances and all the various pieces of someone's discarded life. My favorite thing was an actual staircase from somebody's house. It was just there, leading to nowhere. I'd been told not to touch anything, but I couldn't help but climb a few steps. If we had this in the backyard, I could invent about a million games and fantasies built around the stairs. I lived almost totally in fantasy world back then. Dad found me and was mad when he saw me on it. He hustled me back to his car and I never found out what that staircase led to. As soon as I knocked on the door (doorbell was broken) about a thousand barks erupted from inside. Dogs. Junkyard dogs, probably. "Come on in," Stan called from inside. The door was unlocked. The second I got in, five or six little mutts of various colors jumped all over my legs. "Have a seat while I finish with Margaret." There weren't many places to sit. Just one spot on the couch. The minute I took a seat, all those little dogs competed for my attention. One of them smelled pretty bad and needed a bath in the worst way. I could see him in the kitchen, drying the hair of some ancient woman who had her eyes closed like she was dead. I didn't to stare. The coffee table in front of me was littered with ashtrays, cords, remote controls and random things. There was an ancient paperback book that looked intriguing. "Alfred Hitchcock Presents - Short Story Collection". It was autographed!! I wanted this. I'd have him add it to my bill. A horn honked from outside that set the dogs off again. "Oh, that's my cab," the old woman said. She was alive. "Let me just give you some spray and then I'll help you out." Stan helped Margaret to the door and told the dogs to stay back. I'm guessing they knew already not to hassle old ladies. He closed the door and said, "Goddamn. I'm tired. You're my last appointment, but I need a little rest first." He plopped down on the couch next to me. There wasn't much room so he was sitting so close to me that our legs and shoulders touched. "I need a cigarette. Want one?" I didn't even answer before he'd already lit one and handed it to me. I guess smoking was a lot like drinking...people liked it better when they weren't the only ones doing it. "So. Are you in the...'antique' business now?" "Sort of...I mostly do flea markets these days. I've done them in Iowa, Nebraska, Kansas...nearby states." He had a Southern drawl even though he was from Missouri. Was that considered 'The South'? Maybe he'd just adopted that accent to seduce men. Or maybe he was like me and had done everything possible to masculine enough to pass scrutiny from friends and family. "It ain't so bad. It's my main income now." Ugh. I hate when people say 'ain't'. I've walked away from potential hook-ups at bars if they used that word. Stan seemed to have adopted a more casual fashion sense. He was wearing sweatpants, flip-flops, a t-shirt and a backwards baseball cap. I guess he was off his fashion game for whatever reason. "I was looking at this Alfred Hitchcock book. Can I buy it from you?" "Oh yeah. Shit. I don't even remember where I got that -- from a yard sale probably." "How much?" "Three bucks." "Sold!" "We'll settle up later. Let's go to the kitchen and get started now." We both stubbed out our smokes and stood up. I watched him walk in front of me and noticed he'd put on some weight since the last time I saw him. The sweatpants shaped his butt nicely and it was easy to see that he wasn't wearing underwear. Margaret may not have noticed, but I sure as hell did. I thought he was looked hotter in casual clothes than he did all spiffy and fashionable. He'd even stopped dying his hair and you could see that it was actually dark brown with a patch of gray here and there. His kitchen was chaos, but not filthy. He sat me down and shampooed me over a little mini-sink. During the process, his groin brushed my arm for a brief second. I felt the chunk of meat under his sweats. Damn! I was impressed. At this point, I wasn't thinking he had done it on purpose. Once he put a towel around my neck and draped me with one of those smock things, I could look right at him in the mirror without giving myself away. He'd was heftier and had some definition in his chest. "Have you been working out?" Find me one gay man who doesn't love being asked that question. "Naw. I just get more physical activity in the new business. You know...lifting, loading.... unloading." I was almost ready to think he was flirting a little. Almost. Hmm. I'd test the waters. "Well, you look very fit." "Thanks. How do you want it? I don't remember how I did it back when I first cut your hair." "Conservative with an edge." "Oh right. Gotcha." I sometimes like to just close my eyes when I'm having a haircut, possibly snooze. Not today. I wanted to watch him and look. His crotch touched my shoulder and the back of my neck a few more times. I could swear his dick was growing each time, but his eyes gave nothing away. Stan was concentrating on the job at hand. I didn't want to push it just now while he was using scissors on my hair. He had to be doing it purpose, right? Maybe he was just trying to get a bigger tip out of me. I'd fell for that scam with bartenders before. Well...if that was the case, I'd go ahead and flirt back. "You seeing anyone, Stan?" "Not so much. I keep busy and just feel so old when I go to the clubs. They're all kids like you, and they don't want some old junk man." "I bet that's not true. I'm not even thirty yet and they look like children to me too." "Well, have fun while you can. You need to get as much cock as you can while guys still want to offer you one." He seemed like he was almost done with the scissors. So I adjusted myself back in the chair so that his groin was right up against the back of my head. He was fully erect. I could feel it. Once again, his eyes gave nothing away. I'd have to work for this. He was putting some mousse on my hair and combing it. When his crotch touched my hand, I just reached and grabbed the head of his dick through the sweatpants. I had notched up the flirting to a new level. Risking everything. "Well, FINALLY! You could have done that while we were sitting on the couch, but no....you made me do most of the work." I continued to hold his hard-on. "I didn't know for sure. I tend to hesitate with things." "I guess it's wise to be careful. I never was. Oh yeah. Squeeze that dick exactly like you're doing." I did. I made an attempt to tug down his pants. "Wait a minute while I sweep up the hair and feed the dogs. My bedroom is right off to the left of that doorway. It's kind of a mess, but there's a TV in there and you can switch it to whatever you want." I went into the dark room where the TV was already on. The room was indeed a mess, but at least the bed was made. It smelled like cigarette smoke and cologne. I had to give Stan some credit, though. I'd gone home with a few guys who lived in crap-hole apartments but their bedrooms were always neat and the lights were low and strategically placed. This told me they'd already planned to bring somebody over for sex. One dude had even left an unattended scented candle burning. Stan wasn't planning this...at least I don't think he was. I took off my shoes and and clicked through the channels. I wondered if he had booze in the house. A gin and tonic would be so good right now. The bed was so comfortable that I closed my eyes for a few seconds, a few minutes. "Hey! Don't go to sleep on me!" He was back. "Sorry. I worked all day and usually take naps on Fridays. It's kind of a ritual." He was carrying two full glasses with translucent red liquid and ice cubes in them. "I made us some drinks. I need one. How 'bout you?" I was polite and didn't ask what the drinks were. I'd settle for anything. Was it paranoid of me to choose the one he didn't hold closest to me? I had heard tales (from girls mostly) about being drugged with pills mixed into their alcohol. Stan didn't even notice my awkward maneuvering. He just stood there, smiling and looking so hot. He kicked off his flip-flops and lied down next to me. We were propped up against the headboard in an almost sitting position. I liked the drink. It was quite potent and had cranberry juice in it...that's all I knew. "It's so nice to rest. I'm tired of working." Maybe that was code for 'you take over the seduction now'. Who knows? I moved closer and we rubbed shoulders. I looked down at his body. His feet were boxy - with all the toes being the same length. My brother had feet like that and shoes never quite fit him right. His boner was relentless and making a tent out of his sweatpants. OK. I just reached over and grasped it like I did before. I took another swallow of the cranberry courage and the set the glass down. I pulled down the sweats to his lower thighs as his dick bounced up and took pleasure in its new freedom. "WOW! You've got a massive penis, Stan. I mean, Wow." He laughed. "You're surprised? I wear size 14 EEE shoes after all. My ass is nice too. I bet 90 percent of this city's gays have had a taste of either or both. You can suck my cock, but not until you get naked. Deal?" Oh he had a deal alright. I stripped in record time, but I still wasn't as fast as he was. I took one last swig of the drink and just jumped into bed next to him. I wasn't new to this kind of thing, but I'd never been so close to a naked POZ man before...that I knew of. "OK, Stan. I'm nervous and not very forward. Tell me what you want and I'll do it. " "OK, kid. There's safe stuff we can do, some mostly safe stuff we can do, and a lot of completely unsafe things we can do. I just now remembered Benjamin telling me about how you were a 'Condom Nazi'. There's none of them here unless you brought some with you. I want your mouth on my dick -- which is mostly safe. I haven't been blown in about a year...would you do that? Please?" He knew he didn't have to ask. I slid off the bed and went to the end of the bed. I crept up between his legs and took the tool in my mouth. It was clean, slick and throbbing. I felt his heartbeat through the wide shaft. It wasn't my first time at the rodeo -- I could deep throat a dick pretty well after my time with Ben. Stan was bigger than my ex, but not in an impossible way. He grunted with pleasure and I didn't hardly gag as I went all the way down to his pubes. "NICE!!" He adjusted both of us so that he was sitting on my chest and mounting my face. He was experienced and polite enough to let me come up for air briefly. He pulled his dick out from my lips without moving from my chest. I saw the glistening organ bobbing above me. "Thank you, Stan. I enjoyed that." "Me too. I can just finish off all over your face or I can fuck you. It gets more dangerous from here on." "Let's keep going. Please?" "So glad you said that. I'll pull out. okay?" "No. I don't want you to do that. Be an animal with me." "Nope. I know you feel that way right this second, but I don't want you to get AIDS. I'd never forgive myself, and you'd hate me in time." He was serious. "OK." "You'll thank me eventually." I doubted that, but I was so hard and horny that I just agreed. "I don't have any lube except some hand lotion. It's pretty greasy, though." It was the same brand my mom had always used to get rid of her raw, dishpan hands. I waited while he slathered it all over his tool and then smeared a glob on my hole. I'd always loved this part of the sex ritual...the pre-gaming. So much anticipation and lust. I waited for the ride to begin. He pushed into me with not much resistance on my part. It hurt, but I knew better sensations were coming. So to speak. He let out a huge breath as he went in an inch or two. "So tight! Try to loosen up a little." I felt tidal waves of pleasure crash over me. My contentment must have relaxed those inner muscles enough for Stan to get his bare dick all the way inside of me. To the hilt. "I'm so full of you." "Yeah.. it's really, really good. I'm going to pump a little and pull out pretty soon." "OK" He thrust like a madman and I felt a drop of sweat from his forehead fall onto my face. His pace and his grunting let me know he was close to cumming. I loved looking at his face as he was lost in pleasure, but I was lost in a memory/fantasy of climbing that junkyard staircase and reaching the top. Here was open sky that I knew would hold me if I dared move further. He grunted and his hip movements got faster. "SHIT...I..have to stop now." I reached around and held his bare ass close. He was strong enough to break away from my grip but made no effort. He moaned and unloaded that load of semen directly inside of me. "FUCKKKK!!!" He collapsed on top of me. I'd also cum at some point. He breathed heavily and rolled onto his back. "You wanted HIV? I mean...why did..." "It was perfect, Stan. Don't make me feel bad about this." "OK. Let's just rest a bit. I need to go piss first." After he returned, he pulled the comforter over us. I had an intensely satisfy nap. When I woke up, I saw that it was after midnight. Maybe it was a good time for me to leave and go home. I dressed in the sparse light and pulled out my wallet. I'd leave him cash for the haircut and the book..plus a generous tip. I left the money next to his scissors and walked to the door. All the little mutts were sleeping in any clear spot on the couch they could find. I drove back to my apartment and couldn't believe how the day had gone. There was plenty to think about, but not now. Not tonight. Stan called me the next day, and almost every day after that. We went to dinner about twice a week or to movies or just up more sex. He may have claimed he wasn't marriage material, but he certainly seemed to be boyfriend material. I had no idea what kind of material I was made out of now...it was brand new.

When I was 21 I had never kissed a girl and it frustrated the hell out of me. I wasn't very masculine, very small for my age, no muscles and a very high voice. It wasn't unusual for people to think I was 16. I was jerking off three times a day and at least twice as often in the weekend, which I always spent alone. I don't know when my gay fantasies came, I always blame a certain picture in a porn magazine of a woman looking in the camera while she's sucking an uncut veiny dick. After a while I wasn't aroused because it was a picture of a blowjob, I became aroused about thinking to be in the woman's position, to suck that beautiful cock. Being a loner I often went to the movie theater on my own. On one occasion my seat was between a girl who was there with her boyfriend and an older plump man. When the move played I kept brushing against the old man's arm because we both wanted to use the same armrest. The first time it happened it was a quick sorry, but after the third time we looked at each other and smiled, because it was a funny situation. After a while I felt the old man's foot against my foot. When the old man noticed I didn't move my foot he kept rubbing against my foot. Was this guy playing footsies with me? And why didn't it bother me? I placed my arm on the armrest i shared with my gray neighbor again and he placed his arm besides mine. With his pinky he touched my hand. The old guy was really flirting with me! My heart pounded in my chest. When I mustered the courage too look at him, he looked at me too, smiled and he lewdly licked his lips. I didn't dare too look in his direction again, but I didn't remove my arm from the rest either. When the movie was finished I didn't know what to do. I stood up to leave and had to pass the old man. When I passed him he grabbed my crotch. I decided to hang around the movie theater a bit, pretending to play with my phone. The old man walked towards me. We were complete opposites, I was young, small and thin and he was old, over 50, balding and chubby. "Hi" he said with a big smile. "Hi" I softy said back. "My name is Hans." The old man said "I'm Bart." "Want to come with me Bart? I live nearby." I nodded and nervously followed the guy to his car which he unlocked for me. As I got into the car Hans asked "Do you often go home with men or is this your first time?" "It's my first time" I confessed. "All the better" Hans said with a smirk. "Do you pick up guys often?" I asked him. "Yeah I actually do" he replied with a smile "You'll see." When we got to his house I was all nerves. Hans grabbed my hand and let me upstairs, towards his bedroom. There was a huge bed in the room but the most notable thing was a bulletin board with dozens of polaroid pictures on it. When I took a better look at the photos I noticed they were all of young guys sucking on a fat dick. Moreover, all the boys were photographed from above and they were all in a kneeling position, but some were still wearing clothes, others were nude, and a few seemed to be tied by the wrists. Some pictured had a little green sticker on them and some of them a red one, but it wasn't clear to me what the stickers meant. The photographer and owner of the impressive cock had to be Hans. I looked at all the photographs and concluded I didn't know any of the boys even though they were about the same age as was I. "Looks hot doesn't it" Hans said when he saw I was gawking at his pictures. "I love it when young boys like yourself suck on my cock." I turned around and saw Hans with his dick hanging out of the fly of his pants. The old man's cock was already hard and pointed towards me. Hans took a step towards me, and with his big hands grabbed my head and pressed his mouth against mine. I wasn't in to kissing men, but Hans forced his tongue in my mouth. When he noticed I didn't reciprocate he pushed my head down towards his dick. From this angle his dick looked even bigger. I saw the veins on his foreskin, and his mushroom head was shimmering. I gave the head a kiss and licked on the shaft, exploring his meat with my mouth. When I finally took his prick in my mouth Hans was taking of his shirt. I started bobbing up and down, giving my first blowjob to a guy older than my father. When I looked up, I saw Hans with a camera in his hands. "Smile" he said and took a picture of me with his dick in my mouth. Another picture for on the board. Hans withdrew his cock from my mouth "Take of your clothes Bart." I complied, feeling the cold when I was naked. Hans was naked too and motioned me to lay down on bed. I crawled on his bed I asked "How do you want me?" "Just lay on your back and enjoy." Hans positioned himself between my legs and pushed my legs towards my chest. He grabbed some lube and smeared it against my ass. I saw him coating his fuckmeat with the lube as well. "Should't we do it safe?" I asked. Hans looked at me, "Why do you have something?" "No" I answered. "Well then I'm not worried" and he pushed his cock in my ass. I was surprised how easy his dick slid in my bowels, although it did feel weird when his whole cock was completely buried in my ass. It was like he was jabbing my belly or something. "How does it feel?" Hans asked. I smiled "It's ok." "Just ok?" he asked almost disappointed. He pushed my legs even further towards my chest so my ass was hovering above the sheets. "How about this then?" and Hans picked up the pace. Now this was fucking. I was getting fucked. Assfucked. Assfucked by a man I didn't know at all. My own little prick got hard and I started moaning. "Yeah this is what you want eh boy, getting fucked in your ass. I knew it when I first saw you. I knew you were a slut. A worthless bitch that needs to be fucked in her cunt. Look at you, with your legs in the air like a cheap whore getting banged by old men. Say 'thanks' bitch, say 'thanks'." "Thanks" I mumbled. "Thanks who bitch?" Hans snapped at me. "Thanks sir". "Yeah you should be thankful, ungrateful fuck. I'm a nice guy who likes to give gifts. You want my gift?" I didn't know what he meant then, I assumed he was referring to his cum. "Beg for it bitch, beg for it". "Cum, cum" was all I could say and not even loudly. Hans gave one final thrust and unloaded in my ass. "You're getting bugged now boy!" I always imagined you'd feel the spurts of cum in your bowels, but I didn't notice anything. Hans kept his dick in my ass, letting it go limp. "That was nice Bart, you are a great lay." When Hans withdrew his cock from my ass I had the feeling it was a gaping hole. It felt sore and stung. "Get dressed, I'm taking you home" he said harshly. I wanted to check my rectum or at least go to the toilet to shit out the cum, but Hans didn't let me. He threw me my clothing. He clearly wasn't the nice guy who picked me up at the movie. The car ride towards my house was silent. When I got out I wanted to say something, but Hans slammed the door and drove off. I watched the car disappear and was ashamed of how I was treated. I had let a stranger who had casual sex all the time fuck my ass bareback. How stupid could I be? At least he was negative I thought, before I realized he never actually said he didn't have anything. He just asked me if I was disease free. I assumed he would be too, why ask otherwise? A few months later I had a heavy bout of flu and was never going to be healthy again. Somewhere a young guy was now looking at a bulletin board filled with pictures, having no idea what that green sticker on my photo means.

I've used plenty of truckers as whores, and been a whore to plenty of truckers, but never for money. But always raw with loads left in the ass.

Friday taken For one moment I was empty at both ends, the sweat was pouring off me and I as catching me breath when I heard the sounds of cloths being taken off and a gruff voice loudly proclaim it was his turn to won me. Looking to my left I saw a mountain of a man. The kind of guy who look fat but you know it is all muscle and strength. Covered in dense hair he lifted me up and sat my bare ass on the trunk. “First you are going to learn to clean me fucker” With that he raised his arm and the scent of his body hit me, he grabbed the back of my head and roughly pulled it into his dense furry pit. The smell overwhelmed me and something inside of me broke. A mewling sound escaped my lips as my tongue instinctively began to lap and the wet hairs under his arms. Tasting the acrid and sweetness of his essences. Being that close it filled me pervaded my mind and wrapped my up. Before I knew what i was doing I had both arms around his massive shoulders and was forcing myself into his pit and humping his legs. “Good boy” he purred and stroke my hair. The calming motions setting me further into my new mental state of service. Wanting to make him happy. He grabbed my hair again and pulled me away, a rumbling chuckle escaped his lips as my face must have shown my disappointment and being denied what I wanted. Then I realized it was time for the other side and I dove in and began to worship him again licking every inch of his pits coating my face in his musky scent. “Ok boy your turn now, want to get me fucking Poz Daddy dick in that hole” He laid me down on my back and I raised my legs, in a surprise move he swooped down and started eating my hole. Nibbling on my already puffy cunt lips, making me moan and gasp as he sucked and bit and chewed my hole. Precum leaked from my cock soaking my drenched jockstrap. He then raised up and leaned forward, hic cockhead touching my swollen sore hole. I didn’t care I knew I wanted him in me. Looking me in the eyes he place both my arms on his shoulder and reached under me. Laying his mouth over mine he pushed the sucked cum from my ass into my mouth along with his tongue, at the same time lifting me from the ground I pulled myself towards him. His cock sank in one deep thrust all the way in further than anyone so far, feel my already stretched hole tray to accommodate his mass I moaned, screamed , sighed in a mix of pleasure pain and ownership. He began to bounce me on his lap thrusting deep in me lodging his cock so far, so good. “Tell me what you want boy” “I want you to fuck me and fill me with your fucking cum” “What kind of cum boy, say it for your poz daddy let him know you want him to be the one” “I want your poz com I want you to knock me up , I want you to be my poz daddy” “Good fuck toy good boy. Cmon boy keep it up, make daddy want to give you his deadly babies” The litany kept spilling from my mouth as our bodies got hotter and sweater, dripping down both of us. I bean to lick his neck and face like a dog. He held my waist and shove his face in my pit and began licking. I have never felt that before , I arched my back in pleasure. His thrust got faster and faster pounding my already ragged hole. I heard whispers around us and panting. “Im close boy gonna flood your hole with my babies, cum for me boy” Having not come yet I grabbed my stiff cock and began jacking it. The sounds of men doing the same was all around me. His thrust were animalistic now. A growl bean in his chest and came from his mouth like a roar as his cock grew even lager and began to throb, I could feel his cum as I reached my own orgasms, jizz shooting form my cock and rain down on my chest ace and all over tm Poz Daddy, more cum than I thought I could make until I realized we were surrounded by erupting cocks, raining their cum down on our bodies. Baptizing us in their diseased seed. The intensity of the orgasm pushed me over the edge, my vision grew fuzzy and I felt strong arms wrap around me as I went limp and the world went black…….

Friday in the woods Another guys cock slid in my whole, so stretched from the buttplug I couldn’t fight him off. The guy I was sucking grab my head and held his cock all the way down my throat cutting off my air. I began to panic when he pulled out, a bottle off poppers appeared under my nose and without meaning to I inhale deeply. My head was spinning as the latest cock throbbed in my how. “Fuck yeah slut take those poz babies. Fuck boy get him over the trunk” I was manhandled around and pushed of the trunk of a fallen trunk of a fallen tree. During the brief time I was upright I saw at least 6 men, all of them older and with their cock out and grinning, looking like you stereotypical to catch a predator. Poppers were shoved under my nose while another cock slammed in my making me gasp, my head was held and I breathed in, my mind spinning. Another troll moved around front and a cock was in my mouth and tasted so good. The flavors of piss and sweat ran over my tongue as precum oozed out of it. Looking I saw a wiry grey bush, raising my eyes up a guy that could be my grandfather leered down. His thin hand held the popper bottle to my nose again. Making eye contact he nodded slowly and I knew my role. Breathing hits I bobbed on his cock as he chuckled. “Cunt is open for all cummers now, lets make sure he gets every drop of our poz cum” Tears formed at my eyes as another troll easily slid in my wrecked hole the cum dripping down my balls I fell into a state of bliss and sensation as the filthy men used me from both ends, and the poppers made my head swim. I barely had the thought of how I got to this point before it was chased away as the next cock throbbed in my mouth and I swallow his bitter sperm, looking eagerly to the next guy not caring about anything but getting more cock and cum in me.

Part 2 After swallowing my roommate’s cum, which I actually found tasty, I was ordered on the bed by Jeff, “On the bed slam bitch!” Jeff and Mark disappeared into the bathroom as I smoked some more from the pipe and Caleb sat on the edge of the bed recovering from his orgasm. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen as Caleb looked at me and let me know, “You did a fantastic job sucking my cock roomy. Did you enjoy it as much as I did?” As I was taking a hit on the pipe I shrugged my shoulders in an ‘I don’t know’ fashion. Caleb added, “Were going to have a lot more times like this back at the dorm once we get you completely out of your shell. If you like the pipe as much as you’ve been sucking on it, you’re going to love slamming.” Caleb rubbed my leg as he said this and I was blowing out a big cloud. Just then Jeff and Mark came out of the bedroom with 4 syringes in their hands and a couple pieces of rubber strips over their shoulders. Mark said, “Let’s do this?” Caleb took one of the syringes and approached my left side while Jeff and Mark were fixing the rubber strip on their upper arms. Caleb told me to relax as he tied the rubber strip on my upper arm just like Jeff and Mark had done to themselves. I watched Jeff and Mark take the syringe each had and stick it into their own arm as I felt a cool sensation on my arm. I looked to watch Caleb stick the needle into a very prominent vein as I heard coughing coming from Jeff and Mark. I looked over to see the two naked guys start to kiss with very noticeable hard dicks. After Caleb pulled the needle from my arm he quickly tells me “You will probably feel the temperature in the room jump and a mild difficulty to breathe before you cough out a few times as your breathing and heart rate will increase. Just ride your rush and let us do the work.” Caleb leaned in and kissed me as I felt him pull the rubber band form my arm. Just as he had described I felt the temperature jump and I coughed out and my breathing and heart speed up. While I felt my body become more sensitive Jeff and Mark joined me on the bed and Caleb did his own injection (I later learned was called a slam). All I could say was “Fuck, I feel fantastic.” Jeff let me know that they knew I would enjoy all this when Caleb first told us you were a virgin and never seemed interested in the opposite sex. I hear Caleb cough out as I felt Mark push my legs up and begin to lick my ass. As Jeff moved in to kiss me. I accepted the kiss with a passion I never knew I had inside me. As the two roommates were working on me I saw Caleb approach with his dick fully hard again. Jeff pulled away allowing Caleb to place his cock at my lips. This time I didn’t need a bet to open my mouth as I let Caleb slide his cock inside my mouth for the second time that night. As I sucked Caleb’s cock I felt my legs pushed farther up as the ‘attention’ my ass was getting stopped. Caleb seemed to know what I was thinking as he said to me, “Shh, don’t worry, your hole will soon be filled more than you ever thought possible” as I felt something stiff (yet soft) begin to push inside me. I thought it was going to hurt when I felt the greatest pleasure I had never felt before. Caleb took his cock from my mouth as I looked between my legs to see Mark kneeling there pushing his cock inside my ass. My head was pulled to my right side and Jeff gave me his cock to suck. Caleb moved in behind Mark while I started to suck Jeff. Mark pushed his cock deep inside me as it looked like Caleb was working his cock inside Mark. Once they were positioned Mark resumed fucking me and himself back onto Caleb’s cock. I’m not sure how long we were in that position before I heard Mark grunt out and I felt his cock spasm inside my ass. Mark leaned in kissed me and pulled his softening cock from my ass. He was replaced by Jeff who slid inside my hole very easily followed by Caleb sticking his cock inside Jeff. Jeff began the same thing Mark had just done fucking me and himself back on Caleb. Mark moved up to my head and put his limp cock at my lips. I was already opening my mouth as he told me to clean his cock off. The taste of Mark’s cock was slightly different then Caleb’s tasted. That’s when I heard Jeff ask me, “Yeah, you like the taste of your ass on my cock mixed with my cum, don’t you?” Again I wasn’t sure how much time had passed when I heard Jeff begin to moan and groan that I never heard from Mark and he let it known that he was about to fill me with his load. I felt his cock expand and spasm within me as he filled me with his load. After he was done filling me he leaned in for a kiss and pulled out letting Caleb get his turn at my ass. Caleb quickly filled me with his monster of a cock as Jeff had me clean his off. While I had Jeff inside my mouth I felt a ‘push’ from Jeff as I saw Mark was behind him apparently sliding his cock inside his roommate’s hole. Caleb was slowly fucking me as I sucked Jeff who was getting fucked by Mark. It was almost like a scene from a porno. I felt Jeff’s cock begin to harden in my mouth as Caleb began to really work my ass. I’m not sure how long we were in this position but I could tell that it seemed that Mark and Jeff were getting close. It seemed that the two came almost simultaneously as I was eating my second load of cum. The two roommates took a seat on the edge of the bed as they watched Caleb start to pound my ass. Caleb’s cock felt great inside me as it felt like it kept getting harder and harder. Almost like he did when I sucked his cock he reached down, rubbed my chest as he complimented me on how great my ass felt, how tight my body looked and what a great year we were going to have from this point on. Caleb leaned in to kiss me as I felt him explode deep inside me. After our kiss as he kept working his cock inside my cum filled hole we looked into each other’s eyes as if we made a life altering connection. This went on for two more days with a few more slams to keep us going before we headed back to the dorms. By the time Caleb and I got back to our room I was drained and ready to sleep. It was apparent that things were going to change, instead of climbing into my bed, Caleb and I climbed into his together. Our life as roommates did change. I have to remember to thank the dorm manager for making this arrangement.

Fucking hot story for sure! One of my favorites

Tony and Charlie's bedroom already reeked of mansex, and with the rest of the swim team standing there waiting to fuck my boyfriend Joe, I knew it was about to get a lot more intense. I looked down at my boyfriend's ass and saw ropes of cum seeping out. His hole was red and puffy. Charlie took my hand and guided my fingers. “Rub that cum in, boy. It'll help sooth his guts, and it'll keep him nice and slippery for the rest of the team.” Tony was smiling, standing with his hands on his hips, his dick already hard again, bouncing slightly. “The boy asked 'Who's next?'” Tony roughly turned by boy over so he was on his back, knees up to his chest. I asked him, “Is the team going to fuck him bare too?” “Hell, yeah. That's what he came he for.” I had no clue what he was talking about. Out of the ten or so guys standing there, the most senior swimmers were Mike, Dan, and Andrew. Mike had shoved his fat dick in my mouth earlier as Charlie was tricking me into taking his dick raw. He strutted up to me and said. “I think it'll be your boyfriend's job to finish what you started earlier. But first, get me wet for him. Wouldn't want to tear him up, at least not until everyone's had a go, right?” I knew he had a point. I wanted my boy to enjoy this as much as possible. I knelt and slobbered all over his dick as Mike grabbed the back of my head and forced his manhood all the way to the back of my throat. He pulled out, taking my hand and wrapping my fingers around the base of his cock. “Put it in his hole.” I guided his slimy cock into my boy's dripping hole. He grunted as Mike slammed in without any hint of compassion or concern for my boy's pleasure. “Fuck. I've been waiting to tag this boy's hole again since Spring tryouts!” Again, I thought? Had my boyfriend already been fucked by these guys, even before we met? Mike hammered away at his target, picking up the pace. I watched as his hips slammed forward over and over again, finally shooting his wad into my Joe's eager hole. Andrew was next up. He flipped my boyfriend over onto his knees and started fingering my boy's hole. I couldn't believe the flood of cum that rushed out. He wiped some on his hard dick and fingered the rest back into my boyfriend's hole. “Wanna watch this up close?” he asked me. He instructed me to lay on my back under my boyfriend, with my chin right under his balls. “Spread his cheeks for me.” I followed orders, my face only inches away as Andrew entered my boyfriend. He was much more gentle than Mike had been, and took his time. My boyfriend must have liked his style. He started moaning. Only then did he realize my dick was right in front of his face. He was moaning too much to give me a proper blowjob, but that was okay as I would have cum in a second. After a few minutes, Andrew said, “Here it cums!” He thrust in, balls deep. I was amazed that I could literally see his balls churn and see the cum flow up his cock and into my Joe's willing ass. He stayed there for a minute before withdrawing. Dan stepped up next. His dick was shorter than the other guys, but still an impressive six inches or so, and it must have been as thick as a beer bottle. “I usually go last,” he chuckled. “I need a few dicks to loosen up a boy's hole for me first. And lots of lube.” With the rest of the team standing in a semicircle, all jacking, Dan pulled my boy onto his side. He laid down next to him, almost like they were spooning. “It's okay Joe. Just back onto it.” By this time, Joe was loose enough to take him all the way. After laying there taking Dan's thrusts, it was like he came to life. He maneuvered Dan onto his back and started riding his cock. “Damn,” Dan shouted, “I think he may be a bit loose for me!” He ordered me to crouch in front and shove some fingers in there. My cock was drooling precum, so I used a bit to lube up my fingers and managed to get three into my boy's hole, gliding next to Dan's dick as he ravaged Joe. I saw more of that familiar pink foam on my hand, knowing that Joe had to be bleeding a bit inside. With the added tightness, it didn't take Dan long to add his spooge to the rest. He lifted Joe up so just the tip of his wide cock was in Joe's ass. I watched as cum oozed out from Joe's hole and down Dan's dick. “Clean up that mess, boy,” shouted Tony. The coach forced my head onto Dan's cock. I tasted cum, cum, and more cum, mixed with the taste of ass and blood. After that, it was a free for all. I watched as my boyfriend took at least seven more cocks, some long and skinny, some thick and curved. The only thing they had in common was that they all fucked my boy's hole bare. By the end, my boy was on the floor in the middle of the room, soaked with sweat, cum all over his crotch. Tony said, “Now it's your turn boy.” For a moment, I thought they all wanted a turn at my hole. The look on my face must have shown my anxiety. “No. Let your boyfriend finally cum. We want you to sit on his cock. And guess what's going to lube your hole, boy?” I knew all of those guys' cum was going to go in my hole. I knew Joe was desperately in need of release after all that. I went down on my hands and knees, my ass upturned and ready. Joe was still on his back, with has ass drooling buckets of cum. Charlie and Tony mopped up the mess with their tongues and hands, witping and spitting it onto Joe's dick. Tony worked his fingers into Joe's hole, releasing a ******* of jizz. He pressed his fingers into my ass, working as much cum into my raw hole as possible. When Joe had recovered enough to get to his knees, the guys carried him over to me. Joe leaned on my back, too tired to move, but still desperate to fuck. Mike and Andrew spread my cheeks. Dan and Charlie guided Joe's dick to my hole as Tony lined up behind Joe. Joe moaned, and I knew Tony was fucking him again. As Tony thrust into Joe, Joe moved involuntarily forward as his cock entered me. He was like a ragdoll as Tony pummeled his sore, loose hole. “Fuck, I love it sloppy,” jeered Tony. Joe couldn't hold off long and I felt him shooting his load into my hole, mixing his seed with that of the entire team. We all collapsed onto the floor and laid in a sweaty pile. When Joe and I had come to our senses, the team was gone. Charlie and Tony were laying in the bed. We were both sticky, covered with cum and sweat, but didn't they didn't want us to shower. They got up, helped us to dress, and led us downstairs. Tony called us a cab, as we were both to exhausted and fucked up to drive. He whispered to us as we got in the cab, “Make sure you don't wash your holes tonight, boys. We worked hard to get you both full of cum, and you'd better stay that way all night.” In the ride back to campus, Joe confessed to me that he had let some of the team fuck him at Tryouts. He also confessed that he had taken their dicks raw and let them cum in him. He explained that he wanted to be part of the team. “What about disease,” I asked him, realizing what a hypocrite I was, sitting there with my ass oozing cum just like his. “Um yeah. About that. A few weeks after Tryouts, I got sick. Real sick. Don't be surprised if you get real sick in a week or so. They call it the fuck flu.” To be continued?

It truly depends on my mood, the guy, and the chemistry between us. There are some tops I just want to fuck me for a long time. Of course I want their load but just feeling them inside me and taking my hot boy ass and pounding it like they want is such a turn on. Especially changing positions and rythms. Most fucks are usually cum n go but from time to time I find tops that I want to fuck me for hours. But sometimes there are some guys where I just want their load, or I am just so fucking horny that I want any and every load up my ass. Well to a certain extent. Not quite to that point yet. But the desire is there >_>"

buy some underwear that hold a buttplug... buy a buttplug and keep it in your cunt... period unless it is being used by a raw cock

Wow, hot story and great you want them to rape you more. I was at a bathhouse a few years back, in a room ass up taking loads. 8 black guys entered and close the door, i usually like the door left opened. Another they were alll really hot guys, 3 had PA on their big cocks. one by one each of them fucked my ass and cum inside me. i was sucking cocks while I was getting fucked too. After all 8 have fucked their man seeds inside my gut, 6 of them left the room and 2 stayed. They spent like 3 hrs, just fucking my hole, stretching my ass and cummin in it. After they had drained their nutts of cum, they left me to rest a bit. Man I was sore for 3 days, but it felt so good, I think i was walking funny too and I had to work those 3 days.