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PART 3 It was dark in there, so I could not see who was doing me, but wow, did it feel good. Had to be the best bj I had ever had and my cock was stiff as steel and loving it. It was so good, I would not have stopped it if I wanted to. I was getting closer and closer to cumming. I could feel the tingle in my balls and was thrusting my hips at the mouth on me. I wanted that release, and needed it badly now. A couple of more minutes and I felt it. My cock started to throb and spurt after spurt of cum erupted into the waiting mouth. It was so intense and whoever was down there was definitey swallowing my spunk for sure and then I felt a finger ram up my ass and I erupted even more. Then I passed out again. I woke up again, wondering if I had had a dream or something. I started to raise up off of the bed I was on to discover that, no it had not been all a dream anyway as my shorts were in my hand. I quickly put them on and struggled to get up off of the bed. I was still pretty much out of it I guesss. I kind of staggered down the hall into the living room and the same 4 guys were still there. The game was still on so I could not have been out long at all. I took my seat again to find out that there was still a couple of minutes left in the game. I started to watch it and without thinking I reached out an picked up my drink. I was kind of dry so just gulped it before I realized what I was doing, but being already pretty drunk, it didn't seem to be a problem. A few minutes went by and the game over, finally with one team winning by a FG. I had to go pee again. I, again, staggered badly down the hall to the toilet and was only able to just drop my shorts, which fell to my feet and 'drain my radiator' LOL It was almost impossible for me to ben over an pull my shorts back up, so I stepped out of them and then picked them up and looking to see if anyone was in the hall, moved as quickly as I could to the bedroom, where I though maybe sitting down I could get them on. As I sat down, though, I fell over and again passed out. Could not have been very long though. As I came around again, I felt a new sensation. My shorts were still off, but not my legs seemed to be in the air somewhat and something wet was tickling the hell out of my ass. I could not remember feeling anything like this before and was somewhat surprised that my cock was up hard as a rock and was really tingling without being touched. It was still too dark to see who was down there, but I was feeling so good I didn't want it to stop so I didn't say anything. Whoever was doing this to me was, it seemed mighty good at it, as it went on and on, feeling so good. Never in my life had this been done to me and I had no idea anything like that could feel like this. It soon became apparent to me that whoever it was was using their tongue to make me feel like this. I just laid back and enjoyed it. My hole was being licked and slobbered on and at times it seemed like the tongue was actually pushing into my hole. It was fantastic and I was in rapture almost. Then I felt what something a little different. It seemed like maybe a finger was rubbing my hole also. It felt great too and at times seemed to probe a little into my hole along with the tongue. It was driving me crazy with lust for sure.

I haven't posted in awhile so I wanted to get back on line and tell you about my latest fun. I have had various holes recently and have spread my DNA but yesterday was great. I was horny as hell and got up early on a Sunday morning. I was online and get an email from a guy that seems to been close to me. We chat a bit and he opens up his pics. Damn! This guy is in his 20's all muscled up. 6'1 muscles everywhere. And an ass OMG bubble butt that looks like it was made for dick. He was posing on the bed in the picture with his ass hanging out and his hairy legs and feet facing the camera. My cock got hard right away. I wanted that ass and wanted it bad! I opened up my pics but didn't really expect much. I am a dad, just a regular guy that is always horned up and looking to breed ass. I get a reply and he asks if I can text him as he is not a member of the site. I reach out to him and he says he needs dad dick and cum up his hole. Can I cum over now? FUCK YES> I'm there in 10 minutes and the door is open. I go inside and he is on the bed with his ass hanging over and his feet hanging over. OMG just like the picture! I go over to him dropping my pants as I walk. My cock is so hard. He is so horny he is moaning with anticipation. I walk up to him and my cock comes in contact with his hole. We both let out a moan from the connection. We adjust ourselves and my cock slips inside his ass. Feels so good. I am grabbing his hips and thrusting and pumping for all I'm worth. He said he didn't have much time but I hated to rush it. I reach over and grab his shoulders and push him back as my cock goes deeper. Damn, this boy knows how to take dick. He is pushing back as I am fucking in. His ass is wet and warm. He is moaning and groaning and I pound his hole. I'm lost in the feeling and my cock starts to spasm. I'm cumming and shooting deep inside him. I push myself as deep as possible. I love to cum and get my cock deep inside a hole when I cum. I explode inside him spraying his insides with my load. It feels like I'm cumming for 5 min as I pulse and shoot. I want more but I know his time is short. I get dressed thank him and leave. I get a text from him thanking me for the "hot dad load" and he said he loves feeling my cum inside his hole. I tell him I'd be glad to give him more. If he has more time, I can give him a few loads since I'm able to cum a few times. Tonight I was checking mail on the site and he had messaged me earlier to cum fuck him. I didn't see it but gave him my number again and hoping to hear from him soon. I love a hot bubble butt!

Part 2 I will admit I had made some mistakes as a young teen. Never did anything illegal but felt invincible and cocky. Being closeted and gay did not help. I do not remember specifically when I got HIV but I know I could not tell anyone. Mostly because my support structure would fall apart, everyone believed I was this tough and rough straight dude but if anyone really looked into my past they would notice a distinct lack of girls. For awhile I avoided playing around with even other dudes, took my meds and kept myself healthy. In the meantime I started my own general contractor firm. Early on I was making bank and my inner fuck pig started to come out. It was after visiting some clubs I learned of the poz barebacking community. I was not entirely on board but I felt relieved that there were groups of men I could have sex with and not feel guilty afterward. Then the economy turned and suddenly I had to make cut backs, on staff, on benefits, even for myself. So now I am 2 months into not taking meds and probably at a pretty high viral load, and I am very very horny all the time. I lied to another firm about the size of my work crew and bid higher with the promise I could get these windows put in pretty fast. The money would go a long way to getting me health insurance again. I was nervous to meet the homeowner because I was afraid he would ask too many questions about my excuse for just me doing the work. He seemed a okay with everything I told him. My inner horn dog had me thinking he would pass as a cute bear, pasty white skin, moderately hairy, definitely large flabby ass. The kind I have pounded in the bath houses. and loaded deep with my undetectable loads (most wanted poz so I just told them that is what I was). I had to actively avoid thinking about it to get my work going. Eyes on the prize as it were. It was going fine he seemed chill hanging downstairs while I did work upstairs, it was so hot out and I was distracted by thoughts of that ass of his bouncing on my hard shaft that I kept having to go downstairs to get the right tools. Then something very odd happened, he made a comment about my biohazard tattoo that I have around my belly button. I almost got the sense that he was fishing for a specific answer, that he was not as suburban dad oblivious as he appeared. His laugh was cute and disarming and I forcibly set my mind to getting him out of my head. I was finally finishing up one room and getting ready to start another when I realized I had not seen nor heard him milling about. Maybe he got comfortable enough to leave for lunch. I decided to work on the master bedroom since the sun was not shining in there yet when I noticed the sound of running water. I figured we are all adults and he must know what he was doing. The water stopped and I was just setting down the first window when this perfect specimen of a bear walked out his bathroom door completely nude, wet and completely shocked I was there. It took my entire mental abilities to stop from getting a massive erection. We nervously laughed it off as an honest mistake and then he commented about my biohazard tattoo. I thought for a second maybe he thought I was dangerous from my previous answer so I said the first thing I could think to let him know without saying it that I am more 'lover' than hater. His response to that, his lack of fear standing there naked to a very sweaty fit black man got me realizing maybe he was a bear after all. But I was scrambling on how to proceed. What if he was not, what if he reported me to the guy who hired me, I really needed this job under my belt. I really really needed to be deep in his ass flooding him with my poz seed. What could I do? PART 3 soon

While many bottoms love the feel of a cock deep inside of them, some bottoms do not necessarily enjoy it, but still endure the uncomfortable feeling of being fucked because they want to serve top men. When I watch man on man or think about bottoming, I can't help but think what being fucked represents is far hotter than the act of being fucked itself. Let me explain. There's nothing more personal you can give to another man than to allow him to penetrate you bare and take his seed. This is as good as it gets. It's submissive by nature. For that moment in time, I'm truly a bitch that only cares about pleasing the top. Instead of my normal hetero macho self, I'm actually being a submissive bitch to another man and the thought of it drives me insane. Anyone else feel the same?

My general profile advice. Standards are sexy. Don't say stuff like "Will take ANY raw cock!" I know you're a slut. You're on a hookup site. We're all sluts. But geez, at least try to make me feel like you find me somewhat attractive. (Note: don't be too obnoxious with this. For example, if you're a size queen, it's OK to say so. But insisting that only men with 9+ inches fuck you is unrealistic unless you're an A-list porn star.) Try not to come across as a greedy, needy bottom. The last thing I want to hear from you is "Do you have any friends who are also tops you can bring?" Remember: we're getting into this scene for BOTH of us. Also, demanding the top show up RIGHT NOW or it's off forecloses on the possibility of sex in the future. Not smart. Read my profile. Think of that first contact as kinda like putting in a job application. You want to show that you'd be a good fit for the top (pun very much intended). So, my profiles usually say, "I tend to go for guys between 30 and 60." If you're outside that age range, you might say something like, "I know you don't usually go for guys my age, but we really line up when it comes to X, Y and Z." That sort of thing. Be specific in your own profile. If your first message is a job application, your profile is your resume. For example, I've often seen 50-something guys say "I'm only into younger guys." What does that mean? I'm in my mid-40s, so I'm younger than you. Or do you mean guys in their 20s? If you have a preference, state it clearly. It will help us find each other. Having and expressing your preferences shows me that you have standards, which is sexy. If you don't have any standards at all, then you're probably beneath mine. And a profile full of "Ask Me's" gets ignored. Not really germane to the question, but a couple pet peeves: 1) Don't ghost. If something comes up, something comes up. I'll understand. And I'll appreciate knowing whether or not to expect this to go forward. 2) If I hit you up and you can't or don't want to hook up, please have the courtesy to tell me. And let me know if you not interested at all, or if you'd like to hook up but can't right now, so I know if I should hit you up later or not. 3) Be truthful. Have up to date pics. Include your true HIV status. Have your accurate age, dick size, and other stats. Also, if you are using drugs of any kind, please be very honest and up front about that (as in tell me in your first message, even if I don't ask). Lots of guys out there are recovering from drug problems (myself included) and it can be incredibly dangerous to walk into a situation where they are or have been present (even if you put them away...trust me, I know what you've been up to).

Damn good time at bookstore after work. Sucked a beautiful 8" cock on a moustached guy in suit, and raw dawged a 19 year old redneck who works on a road crew. He begged for my daddy load, and took my number once I dumped my load inside him.

Don't forget other icons such as Etienne, Josman and currently Patrick Fillion and his team at ClassComics! And there are others like Julius, Stephen, Ulf. Too many...

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?

SPEED BREEDING: Garrett was a self-proclaimed ‘ugly old troll’ but he had a fucking killer dick. His dick was long, thicker than a beer can - I know, I measured it several times and every time I stood in awe –his dick had numerous weird bumps and humps on it like some Medieval fairy tale, and spewed unmedicated POZ cum like an Arabian Stallion. I first met Garrett about 20 years ago at my very first “Sunday Funday” at one of the local gay bars. I don’t really do the whole gay scene, but the friends I was living with after just moving to town the day before took me with them as they were regulars and it was the place to see and be seen on a Sunday afternoon after all the queens had left church. We had not been on the patio of the bar for 5 minutes before my friend tapped me on the arm and held his drink forth like a royal scepter to point at a man sitting just in the shadows of the patio roof, “See him? That one? DON’T EVER talk to him. We NEVER speak with him.” He then proceeded to give the financial review and resume summary of all the ‘DC power queens’ in attendance - those he expected me to bow to, kiss their fucking hand, and pretend like I gave a fuck about their Martha Stewart Living chintz condo. I was at the bar, trying to get drink refills for my two friends and I to no avail. I had moved further and further down the bar trying to get the bartender’s attention and was literally leaning up on the bar on my forearms practically yelling at the jerk and was about to give up when someone squeezed my right arm, “Let me,” he said. It was Garrett. I shrugged, he said one word, “THOMAS!” and the bartender could not turn and pay attention to him fast enough. I was in awe. As Thomas was busy preparing my order I gave Garrett my thanks, “It’s nothing,” he said, “Thomas shows up at my door about four nights a week after the bar closes begging for my dick and load up his ass so the boy knows what’s at stake.” I blanched a bit at his bluntness, turned to see who else might have heard, then Garrett set his hand on my arm again, “I know what your friends over there say and think about me. I know what they all say and think about me. Ask me if I give a flying fuck! Half these fucking queens are ankles up on my bed at least once during the week as I fuck the shit out of them so here’s to you!” Wow - and I instinctively glanced down at his crotch and saw a fucking GIANT bulge straining his summer whites. Garrett’s hand was back on my arm, “You trying to get fucked?” I didn’t know what to say to that either. He spoke up again, “THOMAS! Double shots - Tequila - NOW!” The bartender bobbed his head, stopped the drink he was mixing, and poured four shots of Tequila in front of us. I’m more of a beer guy, but figured what the hell. I matched Garrett shot for shot and was soon stumbling through the crowd as I followed him to a door at the back marked NO ENTRY. He turned the lock, we stepped in, “YOU’RE NEW IN TOWN RIGHT?” GARRETT ASKED, “ I KNOW I WOULD HAVE REMEMBERED THAT ASS. PULL THOSE FUCKING SHORTS DOWN.” I obeyed without question, but once the pain of his raw cock ripping my hole open took the edge off the liquor I begged him to pull out and put a condom on. He just laughed, stuck a bottle under my nose and said, “Sniff this powder,” then kept fucking me. Before I knew it Garrett was rubbing my head like I was a pound puppy, “That’s some good ass boy. Just loaded you up. Here’s my number. Any time you need some good dick you just call.” The door opened and closed and I was alone. I tried to pull myself together, but felt pretty fucked up so when I left the stock room we had been in. I stumbled down the stairs, out to the curb, and caught a cab back to my friends’ place. I was together enough to call the bar from a pay phone, to have them paged, and to let them know I had come home and crashed and was not feeling well. I deflected their questions the next day and really did not think much about what had happened until I found the crumpled up paper in my pocket with the number. I called it. Garrett picked up on the second ring. There was no preamble, “Yeah I remember you. You need some more dick huh? Stop at the liquor store on your way. I need a bottle of Vodka.” Just over an hour and two shots of vodka later I was bent over in Garrett's hallway as he bred me with his massive, deformed, raw dick. With my pants still down around my ankles and his cum dripping from my hole, he led me to his bedroom pushed me onto the bed, undressed me, shoved some coke in front of my nose for me to snort, then handed me a bottle of poppers as he eased back up my cummy ass and started exploring. The coke made me high as fuck and one load was not enough. Two was not enough. Unlike my friends - and their friends - who I knew were prudes and would have had some snide comment, Garrett just smiled, patted me on the arm and said, “No worries. I know just who to call.” Less than 20 minutes later there was a horse dick sized BBC plowing my ass raw as Garrett sat quietly in the living room watching his TV. Once done, with BBC cum odor still filling the air, Garrett smiled, “Feel better? I’m sure you do. I always do after he fucks me. Yes, yes, I know I have a big dick, but as you know, sometimes there’s just nothing that feels better than a big black man fucking the hell out of you. OK. What are you doing Friday night?” I was fucked silly right then and could barely form two words, but Garrett went on, “Look. I throw a party one Friday a month at a parking garage over on P Street. It’s a sex party. Everyone thinks it’s Dean’s, which it is, but he’s the front man really. I own the garage, but that is neither here nor there.” (Not until a couple years later at the reading of his will would I come to realize yes he owned that property, which was bought by Whole Foods, as well as a majority of the club where I first met him, and a bunch of other shit in town that no one ever knew about). “The party attracts several hundred people over the course of the night, but a select bunch are invited into the VIP area. You can make some good cash if you help me. All I need is for you to offer that thick white ass to whoever wants to fuck and breed it - no questions asked. I will give you all the coke you need, it will be totally anonymous - your queenie friends and the fucking royal court will never know you are there let alone part of my Speed Breeding set up. You like? Speed Breeding? One of my guys manages it, but it’s my idea. There are two, maybe three bottoms - total cum dumps - who will have their ass up in a curtained off area. For $20, any top gets 5 minutes to fuck and cum if he can. The more cum you take, the more tips you get, the more money you make. You got a fucking hungry ass and you can still call me anytime you need some raw dick, but I’d really love to set you up for the Speed Breeding. I think you would be fucking perfect - what do you say?” HELL - I WAS DRUGGED UP, MY HOLE WAS FUCKED OUT, AND MY GUTS FILLED WITH CUM - WHAT DID HE THINK I WOULD SAY? Stay tuned for part 2. (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

Just an update: Last night he sent me a text he was horny for my daddy dick and cum again. I met him at his hotel and bred him 3x we fucked in a warm hotel room both of us slick with sweat. He told me he was heading back out of town. Hope he carries my cum with him.

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Agree with PhoenixGeoff above but would add that negativity in profiles comes off bad. Some guys list a whole bunch of "No" items without mentioning any positives or things they like. Making the profile read like a shopping list of wants also puts people off because you think that if you don't match all the requirements then you'll rejected. I'll also skip profiles that are largely blank or contain lots of "Ask Me" entries. In terms of the text, if I see someone's copied in that bit of text you sometimes see about "Goventment institutions may not use this profile for research or...." then I'm thinking this person is part of the tin foil hat brigade and best avoided. The cut & paste of BDSM test results also isn't interesting. Write something original that makes you stand out from the rest. Every time I read something in a profile that has made me smile or laugh, I've messaged the guy to say so, and it's a great icebreaker.

Like others, allowing a man to penetrate me is the ultimate giving up of my masculine power and giving it to the top so that we can be joined. Very spiritual for me.

Later today leaving San Francisco and Folsom Street was fantastic as I took my brother. He is in heaven and can't wait till next year.

I went to Peeps Too after work on Sunday to see if anyone was interested. About ten minutes after I got there, I was in the L side of a three-part gloryhole suite and saw a gorgeous, thick, curved, uncut dick come sliding through the hole. I sucked on him for about five minutes, then started dragging the tip of his dick across my ass. He didn't object, so I took a hit of poppers and pushed myself down. Did I mention he was thick? Because yeah, he was thick. Even with everything I did to prep for it, it hurt for the first minute or two, and then my "oh, hey, you're a slut" trigger kicked over and I started moaning. I was pressed against the hole holding my cheeks apart and feeling him rail my ass and guts. If he didn't punch through the second sphincter, he damn sure was knocking on that door. He unloaded in me, and so I turned around and cleaned him off with my mouth -- y'know, as you do -- and he finally pulled back, tucked himself away, and stepped out of the booth. I don't know if he said something to the next person in through the door, but about thirty seconds after I started sucking him, he started making fucking motions with his hips, so I took the hint and slid down to the pubes on him, too. Another load, another cleaning. The third guy to breed me had a smaller uncut cock, but he made up for it with stamina. He pounded me for somewhere between five and eight minutes before he started shooting. And yes, I cleaned him off too. The fourth load I took was from a gorgeous, slightly curved dick. He was probably the most vocal of the four, but I could be wrong, as I was in a fuck-haze by then. Cleaned, tucked away, and left. The fifth load was swallowed. A smaller cock, but a huge, sweet load, and I pulled his foreskin back to make sure I got every last drop. Had no luck at Peeps, but did feed my load to a cocksucker who kept gagging on my cock, and then tried to rather roughly finger my cum-filled ass. So yeah. Good night, a lot of loads, and this last week suddenly became just a little bit better.

Chapter XXI We held each other close for a long time. If our friends found out they were being sacrificed because of us, we would have none left we were sure. Neither of us could understand the depravity of this. We had both succumbed to his huge poz cock once each, but had not converted. Now, he wanted us to give our asses to him, again and again, until we both were pozzed. We had to do something and fast, but what? We both agreed that that huge cock was the best fuck we had ever had, but POZ? Can we really go do that. We discussed it for an hour but at the end of that time all we had done was get ourselves all riled up and hot from the memory of how that cock had felt in our holes. My love was almost totally a top, but had taken it and admitted it had felt marvelous. I on the other hand had used toys and big ones at that, but his had been bigger and I, also, thought his cock was magnificent. Both of us were panting by this time with the talk and soon were in each others arms and making love together. We both almost raped the other, until we were completely spent and that was after doing it 4 times. Each time was more ardent than the one before it, until both of us just as we were both climaxing for the last time, yelled at each other, "OMG, DO ME, FUCK ME WITH YOUR HUGE COCK,...……...POZ MY ASS." We had both said this in unison and were shocked, and then looking into each others eyes, we nodded, knowing we could not keep having our friends being picked off, one by one, without trying to save them. We got out of bed, slowly, knowing what we had to do, but trying to prolong it at least a short time more. Turning on our computer, we opened our email and sent the message: We can't let you convert any more of our friends. We are ready to surrender to your will. POZ us and leave our friends alone, His email came back in only about 15 minutes. He told us we were being sensible now and by the way, look at the attachment and I will send details later for our MEETING. We opened the attachment to find, 6 clips. SIX, all of them friends of ours and each of them with cum leaking out of their holes and the message with them was that we had waited too long and he was really horny and had called some more of our friends up and this was the result. All of them had gaping red as hell holes, with cum and it looked like some red and pink tinges in the cum from we supposed was blood. He had not waited any longer and we were shocked, again, About an hour later another email from him came. He said he had been busy, with a LOL, and now was a little tired. Not tonight for you two, but be here at the bar, Friday night, and be prepared to stay the whole night. It will be a lot of fun.

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!"

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.

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/19384830 https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/24302558 I've been eating red onions with salty brittle cheese, ham and beer or blended them together with tomatoes, cucumbers and other stuff.

I was at the gym a couple of days ago Just working out. nothing special. After I get done I see this young stud looking ar me in the locker room, I pay no attention and go into the showers. These are private stalls. While I there this stud pulls the curtain back. He says he saw me and liked my ass. Asked if I fuck guys. I said yes and he comes in.He prcceeeds to slip his dick deep in my ass. He pounds away till I feel him tense up. He shoots his big load in my ass. I then notice a wedding rink on his hand. He said he just gets off every so often fucking guys. He said thanks and off he went

I think we should honour the great and horny gay cartoonists on here, such as Tom of Finland, who said if he didn't have an erection while he was drawing, there was something wrong. I love The Hun too, and Matt's bodybuilders. And the great Greasetank! Any other ideas?

I had a guy that always called his wife while I was sucking his cock. He always asked her about her day. Then he would say see you soon and cum in my mouth.

I love fucking a guy while he is on his side and me straddling one of his legs. That way I can get the deepest, and control the fuck very well. Also love pushing their faces into the pillows while they moan. Fucking them on all fours is also really good. Do not generally enjoy fucking bottoms on their backs unless they are much smaller in size than me

I’ve been fixated on my anonymous sauna gangbang fantasy but it’s kind of shifted a bit to what could happen in a hotel. I’ve found myself thinking about being in a hotel hot tub and chatting with the other traveling business guys. Of course, all are over 50 and a few much older. Decide to go back to my room for a drink and soon I’m surrounded by mature dick. They use my mouth and ass. Each making way for the next to breed me. I’ve been spending time thinking about how exciting it is for me to experience a seasoned man who knows what he likes and how to really use a hole. Skilled at holding and building his load before depositing it deep in my ass. Lately all my breeding fantasies are about men at least 20-30 years older than me. I’m guessing until I’m bred by a mature top I’m going to be pretty disinterested in guys under 50. Hopefully I can find a older man who wants a cumdump

So it’s all about the pics? What about the text? Is there anything you men read in a profile that decides you? Or am I just naive to think that anybody actually reads what’s written in a profile?

... and then going back to work. More than once I've looked around the office and thinking "If only you knew what I was doing 30 mins ago" and feeling the strangers seed brewing in my guts.

Great story, bud, and glad you got what you needed. Not enough guys realize what trigger points our nipples/tits are. Mine are hot-wired directly to my hole - work 'em and it begs for your cock to mount it. Love an audience like that too, especially when one or two come in and start working my nips while I'm being fucked. That is hog heaven. OINK! ;-)

just had an Uber driver hit me up on grindr and bred me. Hot latino man nice uncut cock. he kept saying that his cock fit perfect in my hole. Wanted to fuck a cum filled hole, but bred me even though I didn't have any in me. Looking for more now.

Older male here that would love to serve as a urinal for individuals or parties in the Philadelphia area. Love to drink male piss right from the tap all kinds of piss, weak or strong, beer piss, and the first piss of the day as soon as you wake up! Love piss! Willing to take it up the ass as well!

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.

Fuck yeah... my dads been fucking me since I was young. He shares me with his buds. I fuck my son as welll. We all love to fuck in this house.

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On previous visits to the Basement in Manchester, I got plenty of action but always played safe. Due to being newly single I decided to have some raw fun and last Friday afternoon I wasn't disappointed. I paid my entry fee and with poppers/lube in hand got myself inside. It was relatively busy but to start I just chilled in the sauna and steam room. While in the steam room I felt a hand on my cock and got well sucked off by a bottom who wanted my cock. Unfortunately for him I don't top so I left and walked through the tunnel to the darkrooms and cabins. After a bit of a walkaround a nice looking guy in his Forties caught my eye. I walked into a cabin and he followed. We started kissing immediately and our towels fell to the floor. Revealing a nice rock hard cock with a curve to it. I started working it with my mouth deep throating it and taking deep sniffs of the poppers. I kept reaching round to my arse, spitting on my hand and working open my hole. At this point 2 other guys were at the door. An older guy with a thick cock and a gorgeous black guy with a huge cock. I gestured in as the original guy turned me round and started to work my arse with his mouth and tongue. It felt so amazing, I was dripping wet and ready for a cock. He moved around to my front for me to service his cock. Suddenly the black guy plunged his cock deep in my arse. Wow, it felt fucking incredible and the other 2 guys were egging me on telling me they were all going to breed me. The pace picked up and I was sucking the guy with the thick cock. Finally the black guy pushed deep into me with a grunt and I felt his cock twitch and seed me nice and deep. A mixture of fear and elation gripped me and as he slid out of me I wanted more. The original guy told me to sit on his cock and I rode it. Greedily cleaning off the black cock and then sucking the thick cock. The pace again picked up and he shouted "I'm going to fucking shoot inside you" mmm and he did. He then withdrew and the thick cock took over. Stretching my hole which now was making lovely slurping sounds every time he banged into my hole. So hot and he told me how much he loved the feeling. I felt so horny knowing he was stirring 2 loads deep into my gut. Then finally he plowed deeper declaring "take my load" God I felt so hot, I had my cock in my hand and shot the hardest load of my life. He left, I went to the showers and chilled out again in the Sauna. My arse felt amazing and I had the biggest smile on my face. I think it's safe to say i'm a convert to raw sex. I can't wait till my next visit and more loads!

First had BB sex in high school back in 2002 (or was it 2003). I have never required a condom to be put on as a basis to breed me. Aside from one friend who I liked enough to allow him to put a condom on, nobody else really has wanted to use one. I let him use one once. Got tired of his insistence to use one, as it made me feel kind of shitty. I was not to be trusted, had to say goodbye to him real quick - In 2005. I have been barebacking ever sense - through living in three major cities. I mostly bottomed up until around 2011, then topped 15% of the time - still all raw. As of today, i’ve been infected with everything but hepatitis and HIV. Not sure how, but it is true. Edit: i’ve been taking poz loads the entire time.

Part 7 Benji had just swallowed John's cum and as he savored the remnants of the taste in his mouth he thought how he’d never imagined that he could have so much fun with another man as he had had over the past few hours. Growing up with the indoctrination of the ‘norm' to be with a woman, that he’d not only allowed strange men to fuck him, but to fuck him raw and cum inside his ass. The thought of it all felt so natural and right to him. Although there was still something nagging at him that said this was also dangerous and risky, but the pleasure of the moment was winning out as he continued to give into the pleasure and the sleazy thoughts he was having. Now that John was time with him he sat on the bed not sure what was next. John opened the door letting a David come into the room. David was dressed and had Benji’s clothes I his hand. He tossed then to the teen on the bed telling him, “Get dressed and we can go to my place so we can continue to fuck.” While Benji put his clothes on he could hear John and David talking, but want able to have everything they said out clearly. John: “You found another good piece of ass my friend. Here's the $500 prize money. The kid did earn a few tips, totaling $135.” John handed David two envelopes. David: “Thanks. I sure he’ll appreciate the cash. It’ll be a consolation prize after he learns his fate.” John: “You’re going to tell him?” David: “I’ve got 3 friends that want to fuck and breed him. They are slammers and will only fuck a bottom that slams. They're into dirty, perverted talk andwon’t be so secretive about what he’s really getting.” John: “You are you making a video of this right?” David: “Absolutely. I’ll should have it available by Monday.” John: “Make sure he knows about our members, I’m sir he’ll be needing more cock during the week. Does he have an appointment with Arthur?” David: “Yes on Wednesday.” John: “Excellent, once he's working at b Arthur’s club he’ll fall deeper into the PnP scene. I should let you get going, I’m sure he’s going to want more cock and cum soon.” Benji really didn’t understand what the two talked about as he got dressed. David looked at him saying, “OK cum slut, let’s go back to my place. I want to get into that ass of yours as breed it over as over again.” David walked out of the bedroom when Benji quickly following. He didn’t realize it yet, but John was right, he was starting to get the need for a cock inside his ass delivering a nice, creamy load of cum. The two got into David’s car and off they drove. David looked at Benji and recognized the need in his eyes as he let the newbie cock hound know, “I know you need more cock, it should only take about 20 minute to get to my place.” Benji nodded that he understood. The hunger he felt making it a little difficult for him to process words. Twenty minutes later they were pulling up to a nice down town high rise where David owned a condo. After parking his car, they got out and Benji followed like a puppy to the elevators where they went up to David’s condo. Once inside David told Benji, “Why don’t you get comfortable while I grab us something to drink.” Benji looked around the condo seeing a nice big screen TV across from a spacious couch. He kicked off his shoes, sat down on the couch and waited for David to return. David came back into the room buck, ass naked holding a couple GHB spiked Gatorades. Looking at Benji he said in a commanding voice, “I told you to get more comfortable.” Benji got the message looking at a naked David, stood up and quickly stripped. He was then handed a bottle of Gatorade and told to drink. David quickly cash the entire 12 ounce bottle and like a good boy, Benji followed his lead getting a healthy dose of G a long with it. David was already heating up a bowl of Tinasas Benji was putting the empty bottle down. David took a hit from the smoking pipe before handing it to Benji. His desire for a cock in his ass was only matched by his need for the drug he was smoking. Little did he know how much that need for Tina was going to grow after he would get slammed for the first time. After David was satisfied with the 3 clouds the new Tina whore blew, he moved closer telling sure tweaking teen, “Of you want this fuck stick inside your ass you better get it hard.” Benji got right on his knees and took David’s soft cock into his mouth. As it grew the cock sucker quickly took the length into his throat not gagging one bit as it snaked further into the box gullet. David was impressed at the improvement and skill the teen had acquired over one night, but then again, he was a natural at all he had been experiencing the past several hours. Once David was at full mast he decide to choke the cum slut before giving him the fucking be deserved but being a good cum slut at the party. He put his hand on the back of Benji’s head and forced his cock deeper into his cock sucker's throat. After holding it there, lodged inside and cutting off his ability to breathe further established his dominance and control over the newbie. Benji began to fight for the ability to breathe as the cock forced deeper in his throat blocked his airway. As his lack of oxygen stared to affect him after a couple minutes and David could feel his strength beginning to fade, he withdrew his rock hard cock from Benji’s throat. Turning and walking away from the teen as he gasped for air he told his beaten down boy, “If you want to get fucked you better get your ass in the bedroom.” Benji quickly moved to follow his dominant stud as he scrambled to follow him into the bedroom. He was barely inside the door when he David commanded, “Get your ass in the bed on all fours and face the TV.” Without any hesitation Benji got on the bed as he was told. As he faced the TV, David fiddled with his laptop, then turning on the TV and saying, “Here’s side porn to keep you in the mood.” With the Tina and G flowing through his body he didn’t need anything else to keep him in the mood, but the porn would fuel the fire more as the home made porn showed a narrator 18 year old twink getting hang banged by three jocks. As Benji watched the action on the TV, he was wishing he was the kid I the video. I a coupe of hours he was going to be the star of his own porno. The three jocks he was watching would be at David’s soon enough. David had the volume at a level where it could barely be heard. As Benji tried to listen to what was being said in the video David slammed his cock inside his ass. What he was able hear, or recognize, were similar to what he had said to the guys that fucked him at the party. Then he thought he heard one of the jocks say something about pozzing or poz cum, but that thought quickly left his brain as he was repeatedly slam fucked. David fucked him in every position imaginable cumming inside his ass 5 times when he figure the twink would be a bit of a break, some more G before the jocks showed up. Pulling his cock out of Benji without any warning was just where tactic to establish control over the new born cum slut. David headed for the kitchen telling Benji, “Take a seat back on the couch.” Benji dutifully complied with the instructions. It didn’t take long until David returned with G laced Gatorade for the twink. David told him, “Drink all of your Gatorade, my guests well be here any minute.” Benji wanted to ask about the guests David was taking about, but before he could ask David went on, “I know you will like them, give been watching some of their handy work with the twink in the video I was playing.” Benji’s mind began to race thinking he was going to get fucked like the twink I in the video as he began to drink his Gatorade. He noticed a strange taste when he began to drink the bottle. A hard knock on the door followed by David saying, “There here, you better finish that Gatorade quick.” As a naked David open the door letting the 20 something jocks into the condo, Benji was putting the empty bottle down. The jocks knew that the ample amount of G would take effect soon enough and with the slam of Tina that they intend to give him shortly he was gong to be their fuck toy for the next few hours. David introduce Benji to the three never really telling him their names telling Benji that there banners weren’t important. Each jock walked up to the drugged up teen, pulled his hardening cock out to test the twink’s cock sucking ability. Benji did not disappoint taking each jock’s cock down to the root. After each jock was done trying his throat, they each went directly into the bedroom and got naked when Benji following the last one into David’s bedroom. Once Benji was in the bedroom one of the jocks told him, “Get on your back on the bed.” Thec was starting to hit him as he tried to quickly do as he was told. The jocks recognized this as 2 of the jocks helped him into the bed, the third was getting the prepare slams out. While all that was going on, David had his video camera in hand, a long with a couple he had mounted in the room, was ready to record Benji’s final corruption. Benji was kind of out of it when one of the jocks said to him, “The three of us are going to slam, will you slam with us?” Not really knowing what they asked him he agreed. Once jock moved right in with point in hand, placed the tourniquet on his right arm and slid the needle into a fat vein. After getting the red flash the contents were emptied into Benji’s vein. David had a close up of all the action of the slam before concentrating on the newbie face as he was about to ride the waves of his first slam. The tourniquet was removed and as the drugs began to flow Benji's eyes opened wide as he coughed out hard 4, 5 times before saying, “OH FUCK!” The jock who had administered his slam asked him, “Are you enjoying you first slam?” Benji answered and asked, “Fuck, I feel great, what did you to me?” The one jock told him, “I just gave you a slam, I injected Tina directly into your vein. Just as they are doing to themselves.” He pointed to the other two jocks at they administered their own slams with Benji watching intently. The jock who gave Benji his slam then did his own as the other two jocks coughed out then moved in on Benji. The teen unknowingly was playing with his soft Tina dick and throbbing hole. One jock hit between the teen's legs, pushing his legs back exposing his hole and diving in face first to get a taste of the twink’s ass. The other two moved towards his head (one on each side) to feed him their cocks to suck. The jock eating his ass was working on getting him nice and wet, but after discovering that his ass was filled with cum he changed it up and lined his cock up with the kids cum filled ass. As he was pushing the full length of his 9” cock inside the still rushing teen he said, “His slut already has a lot of cum in his ass. It’s time to add my charged load to the mix.” Then looking down at Benji asking, “You ready to get knocked up?” While switching off suckling the two cocks he nodded his head ‘Yes’. The jock fucking him began to long dick him from the start. As he tried to suck the cocks in font of his face each jock began to force the full length of his cock into the teen's throat. His moans were from both the pleasure and pain of being fucked at both ends. When the jock in his ass was ready to deliver his toxic payload be began to thrust in deeper then Benji thought possible as the cocks he was sucking were taken away. They wanted him concentrating on the imminent breeding. After the first jock filled Benji’s ass with his poz cum one of the other jocks took his turn breeding the newbie slut. This went on for a coupe hours. After each jock dumped at least 3 loads each inside the well fucked ass of the newly born cum slut. It was imprinted permanently on his brain that he’d bed cock breeding him from now on. As Benji was about to be inoculated with the last load he was going to receive, the jock fucking him said, “Look at me bitch. You’ve really become a cum slut letting everyone dump their cum inside your ass. Do you know what you’ve been getting from everyone who dump their spooge into you? You know that your fate is pretty much sealed and there’s no turning back. Take my gift slut, I know you’re going to eventual accept your new status.”

Part 3 Looking up at the really bred twink, David was ready to correct Benji that he actually gave him 3 loads, but wanted to wait until he had pulled out of the well fucked hole. As hid his cock began to soften he said to the newbie bottom, “You have a great ass. You’re going to be very popular tonight, we really need to join the party.” Benji seemed a little disappointed hoping that David would keep fucking him. The feeling of David’s cock sliding in and out of his ass and then throbbing inside him felt amazing. David knew exactly what Benji was thinking, all the inexperienced guys that were lured to the parties had the sane thought, I need cock inside me. David planted the seeds that would lead the newbie to becoming the slut he was destined to be when he told Benji, “I know that look. Not to worry, there are plenty of guys that are going to want to fuck that great ass you have there, we just need to join the party.” David was right, the news of Benji being ‘fresh meat’ and betting negative had already spread through the group. All those who attended the party knew to keep the kid obvious poz talk down. The ambiguous poz talk that were not directly clear was encouraged hoping to get Benji to repeat what he hears. David’s cock had slipped out of Benji’s ass by this point. David helped the newbie up and as he walked towards where his clothes were piled he felt the vast amount of cum that David deposited saying, “You really loaded me up. I can feel you cum squishing inside me.” David let the twink know, “You're feeling all that cum cause I gave you 3 loads.” David kissed him passionately before going on, “And there’s nothing more hotter to me then sharing those loads with you. It is a connection like that that makes what we did so special. It’s a bond that cannot be broken. Think of it as my special gift to you.” Benji was smiling at David comments as he felt the cum inside him and he didn’t know why, but he had to say “Thank you for your gift.” At that moment the only thought in his mind was that he knew he needed more cock inside him, but he also was thinking that he needed more cum. He was about to grab his clothes when David stopped him, giving him another kiss telling him, “You’re not going to be needing those, this is a clothing optional party and you look terrific naked. I told you, you’re going to be very popular.” David led the unsuspecting teen through the gate from the private patio you the main pool patio. Benji looked and to see about 2 dozen men ranging in age from his 18 years to 50’s. Most the young his close to his age were naked. They were either on their knees sucking dick, getting fucked or smoking something from a glass pipe. David led him over to where three naked guys were standing and smoking on the glass pipe he noticed as they walked into the pool area. David introduced him to Kyle and Keith, twin brothers in their 30’s and Tyler who was about his age, a little taller then he was, but about the sane build. “This is Benji. I just met him tonight and thought he’d enjoy the party. Why don’t you guys get to know each other.” David knew that they would get him blowing clouds and in no time he’d be tweaked out of his mind. It didn’t take long when Benji asked, “What’s with the glass pipe?” Tyler answered as he heated the bowl with a torch, “Just a little something that helps you relax and enjoy the fun we’re all having tonight.” Then he put the pipe up to his mouth and sucked in the smoke that was building up in the bowl. One of the twins, Kyle, standing close to Benji said, “Ty, shotgun the cloud to Benji.” Benji had smoked pot before and knew what a shotgun was and made sure his lungs were effort when Tyler leaned in to deliver the smoke. He inhaled all that Tyler gave him when the shotgun turned into a deep kiss as Tyler’s tongue probed into Benji’s mouth. The kiss has the newbie forgetting to exhale. As the two kissed the twins moved in behind the kissing twinks. Kyle snuggled in behind Benji as Keith moved in behind Tyler. Tyler broke of the kiss as he felt Keith’s growing cock nestle between his ass cheeks as he then leaned back for a kiss. Benji was finally able up let the smoke that he had held in his lungs out. He felt the drug radiate through his body as our seemed to center in his ass. Kyle pulled him back for a kiss as his rock hard cock slid in between his own butt cheeks. As the kiss broke Kyle commented, “Oh nice, I see you’ve already been fucked.” Feeling a little embarrassed that Kyle knew he had been fucked, but part of him wanted to feel the cock that was now rubbing up and down his crack siding inside him. He grinded his ass back against the stud begins him as Tyler asked him, “You want another hit bro?” Benji didn’t take to think through his answer as Tyler handed him the pipe instructing him on how to heat the bowl. Once the smoke began to swirl in the bowl he told Benji, “Keep the torch under the bowl and breathe in slowly until you can’t take in any more.” They watched as Benji took his first direct hit of Tina from a pipe emptying the smoke into his lungs. Once h his lungs were filled to capacity Kyle whispered “Now hold that smoke inside as long as you can. The longer the better.” Kyle took the pipe from Benji as Tyler grabbed the torch saying, “Allow me to hold the torch for you Sir.” Benji felt the heat from the torch as Tyler lit it and held it under the bowl for Kyle. The twin took a big hit as Benji was nearing his ability it how his breath. Once he was done Tyler you the pipe and handed it to the twins standing behind him. Benji finally let our a massive cloud and before he could catch a clean breath of air like turned his head, placing his mouth over the twink and blowing the smoke from his lungs into Benji's lungs. The shotgun caught Benji of guard as it turned into a kiss. Although being a surprise, Benji welcomed the smoke. Benji held the smoke as long as he could when he finally blew out a nice cloud he looked over to see Keith and Tyler sharing a shotgun. As he was finally getting a fresh breath of air Kyle told him, “Take the shotgun from Ty.” Without any normal thought Benji knew he needed to get more of this smoke. The feelings he was getting throughout his body traveling from his ass to his cock up his spine him his brain back to his ass that was from very empty. Kyle could feel the change in his body as the drugs began to flow through his body. Benji looked at Tyler and could see a change in him, one that he was happening inside his own mind and body. Tyler handed the pipe to Benji as he looked over his shoulder saying to Keith, “Oh yeah, fuck me! Fuck your cock feels great.” Benji it the torch as Kyle said, “That’s it, blow some more clouds and I’ll give what you want, what your be need.” As suggested Benji took 3 connective hits as Kyle continued to tease the twink rubbing cock in the crack of his ass. He could feel the change within the teen’s body as he blew the third cloud saying, “That’s it, I can tell you’re ready for my dick now. You ready to get fucked? You ready for me to breed you?.” At first Benji could only shake his head, then finally said, “Yes! Please fuck me. Give me your load. Breed me.” Kyle lined his cock up when Benji’s cum filled hole and pressed inside. With David’s cum already inside, Kyle's cock breached the twink's outer ring easily. Once Benji felt the initial penetration he pushed back to get more of the older man’s cock inside his ass. The twins actions at first surprised Kyle, but with the drugs flowing through the newbie’s body, it was the hunger he was feeling. Once the cock penetrating him as balls deep Benji let out a deep moan before saying, “Oh fuck, your cock is inside me, it’s so hard inside me.” Kyle replied, “Yes it is, and not I’m going to give you a good fucking before I breed you.” With that said Kyle began to slowly withdraw his cock before pushing back inside the bottom before him. Benji pushed back to meet the thrust. He was transfixed at the sight of Tyler getting fucked by the other twin. He could hear Tyler saying, “Fuck yeah. Fuck that ass. Load me up with you cum. Give me the cum, the gift of your cum.” Benji recognized the a look of pleasure and bliss on Tyler’s face and without know the true meaning behind what he was hearing he just parroted for Kyle to hear by slightly turning his head to say, “Fuck me. Fuck my ass. Breed me. I want the gift of your cum. Load me up.” The two kissed before hearing Kyle say, “Fuck yeah faggot, you want want to be fucked? You want me to load you up with my cum, my gift? I'm going to fuck you so good you’ll be begging for more and when I breed you I expect you to thank me for breeding you, thank me for the gift of my cum.” Benji nodded his head at first, then finally said “Yes, yes fuck me.” By now both twinks were taking a pounding. Tyler looked over at Benji and commented, “I can tell the feeling as good as I am feeling. Isn’t it great to have your head in the clouds?” Benji noticed that Tyler reached when to his own crotch and began to play with his soft cock. Seeing Tyler’s actions sent the thought into his own mid as he then reached down for his own cock only to discover he to was soft. Like that he began to play with himself to hear the twins say, “That’s it faggots, play with your useless cocks.” Tyler knew it was useless to stroke himself, there was no way he was going to get hard but he knew the twins like seeing the bottom they are fucking try. This usually let the animal inside each twin out. Tyler knew he was finally going to get the hard, animalistic fuck me wanted. The question was, could Benji handle the onslaught Kyle was about to give him. Kyle grabbed his hips and began to pound into the newbie causing his moans to increase in volume. They couldn’t tell if the moans were form pain of pleasure, nor did they care. The only thing Kyle cared about was the warmth and tight ass he was fucking. As he was taking the pounding from Kyle, Keith was about to breed Tyler. Tyler could tell that his top was getting close, he felt the cock inside him grow thicker and harder as he began to beg, “FUCK YEAH, BREED ME. GIVE ME YOUR DNA. I WANT YOUR HOT CUM. I WANT YOUR GIFT.” When Keith heard Tyler beg, he slammed his cock in hard and deep steaming out, “OH FUCK! TAKE MY CUM. TAKE MY GIFT, MY DNA!” Benji wasn’t sure how much more of Kyle's pounding he thought his own begging might help, “FUCK YEAH! BREED THAT ASS! GIVE ME YOUR HOT LOAD! I WANT YOUR GIFT, YOUR DNA!” That begging seemed to push Kyle over the edge as he took a couple more strokes before he slammed in so deep he penetrated the deep ring depositing his load while saying, “FUCKING TAKE THEY LOAD, TAKE THE GIFT OF MY CUM.”

OINK....love sounds

Skin and ring....

https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/bbc-fucks-me-bare-31742392

Good advice here and fucking BB is awesome compared to covering your cock. But with that is risk and if you just accept that BB and Poz will free you from testing all the time. No more worries or stress and free to fuck anytime.

Nothing I love more than an aggressive black top sliding his cock in and out of my white ass.

When I realized I was uncut I told my mom why she didn't circumcise me. She said no sharp object belongs near a penis. Now that I'm grown up I couldn't agree more. I love my uncut foreskin. My cockhead was so sensitive at 15. I was a virgin and my foreskin was so tight I could barely get my cockhead out all the way. I had to use a lot of oil and lube and pull back my foreskin and leave it to stretch for hours. Once I got over that situation I finally had to overcome my super sensitive cockhead. It was so sensitive I could barely touch it. I finally turned 17 and had my first fuck buddy. He would blow me focusing on my sensitive cockhead. After many sessions of wincing in pain it finally desensitized and now it feels great. Being uncut I know that my cockhead has way more sensitivity than the average dick that is cut. I can literally feel everything when I'm barebacking.

Thank you everyone for your advice and support. It's very refreshing having people understand both options and offer their insight and opinions on them both. drscorpio, I know that going on PrEP doesn't necessarily express my lack of willingness. However, it does add that awkward dynamic during sex where my boyfriend has to worry about the small chance of converting me when I'm taking precautions against that. And not only does that make it uncomfortable but if I were to become poz after taking precautions that puts a lot of guilt on him no matter how much I say it's ok. All in all it just adds so much strain on our relationship and what we enjoy all for something he already has and something I'm not at all worried about getting. And if in the future for some reason we go our separate ways (I don't see that happening, but life is unpredictable) I understand that I made the conscious decision and I'm fully okay with that.

The next scene in the video showed what in my experience was a more typical older guy hitting on a twink.* They were at a party and the guy was being very aggressive and finally convinced the boy to go to a bedroom with him.** Henry said that boy is cute but the guy is an asshole.* He asked if that was the kind of tops I had previously been with and I nodded and he told John to put a different disk on. The next movie was one I knew very well about two guys in a ski lodge and I loved pretending I was the boy role whenever I watched it because he looked so happy and he even sucked his thumb while getting rimmed and again when being fucked.* We were still at the beginning of the movie though and the guy had the boy on his knees and was holding his head and sliding his cock in the boy's mouth.* Henry told me that he reminded him of me and I saw his cock was hard again and I asked him if he wanted me to get on my knees again.* He told me he'd love to see me on my knees again but he had other plans and he stood up and went and prepared some more lines. He called me over and told me to do two of them then he did two and told me to do two more.* When I finished he took my hand and led me back to the table and again lifted me up on to it.* He positioned me so that I was on my belly and I could see on the TV that the boy in the movie was basically in the same position and then Henry started to lick my ass just like in the video.* I felt like I had become that boy and I remember putting my thumb in my mouth and sucking it and Henry telling me I was so cute.* I started dreaming about Henry fucking me and then realized he probably knew this movie and was planning on doing so at the same time as the movie but I also remembered the guy breeding the boy and was worried about Henry doing that to me. Just then Henry started to finger my ass and told me I had a hot tight boyhole and he then told me that he wanted it and he asked me, "Bobby, Daddy wants this, will you give Daddy your boyhole?" I knew I couldn't deny him and told him he could do anything he wanted. He pushed a second finger in me and slowly fucked my boyhole and by then the lines had me flying and I started pushing against his finger but he told me to stop and I should let Daddy do what he wants. I stopped and just watched him and hoped this never ended. He added another finger and told me soon my boyhole would be his and then I'd be his little boy and I started moaning as he was tapping my prostate and I felt so fucking good. He pulled his fingers out and told me I was ready. I stopped sucking my thumb and he took my hand and moved it down and then he pushed my thumb into my boyhole and moved it around then he pushed it back in my mouth and told me I should enjoy my sweet boyhole while he does too. I couldn't believe I was sucking my own ass juice off my thumb but I loved it and knew I'd be doing that again. And now I felt his cock pushing into me. I was letting him fuck me raw and I wasn't scared and he told me that this was now his boyhole and that I was his little boy and I realized then that I never wanted to top again and that I was a bottom boy and between that realization and him getting his entire cock in me I started to shake and sucked my thumb as hard as a could and had an orgasm that ran from my boyhole and spread out to my entire body but didn't stop a few seconds later like a normal one but just continued and I could feel Henry starting to pound me making me shake more. He was saying something but I couldn't hear anything but the feeling throughout my body was getting stronger and then I felt it and my cock started shooting as I went crazy with my body shaking. The next thing I heard was Henry calling my name and asking if I was OK. OK? I was great. He told me I passed out after we came. I asked what happened to me and he told me I had an orgasm from him fucking me and that when he told me he was going to cum in me that I screamed and my cock blew and he held he as a shook and finally I collapsed and past out. He then leaned over me and kissed me and again conquered my mouth, body and soul. Finally his cock softened and slipped out and he walked around the table and held me head and kissed me again. He then told me he wanted me to keep kissing him and he was going to have John fuck me now. What I thought he wanted me and I didn't want John to fuck me but then Henry told me he wanted to hold me while his little boy was fucked and did I want my Daddy to hold me and kiss me and I looked at him and knew I couldn't say no and nodded and he lowered his mouth to mine and a few seconds later I felt John move my legs and my body tensed but Henry whispered to be a good boy and I relaxed and felt John enter me. John started fucking fast and he was saying how much he has wanted to fuck me and how great my ass is. Henry then looked at me and told me I was such a good boy for letting Daddy and Uncle John have my boyhole and then he asked me if I liked being their little boy and I nodded. We could hear John getting close to cumming and Henry told me I should tell Uncle John to fuck me as hard and as fast as he wants and that I wanted his cum in my boyhole. Before I knew what was happening I heard myself begging John to fuck and breed me. Henry put my thumb in my mouth and told me to watch Uncle John's face as he cums in me. As I looked into his eyes he yelled that he was cumming and I loved the look on his face and was happy to know that I was bringing him so much pleasure.

John put his hands on my head and guided me up and down his cock as he told me and Henry what a good cocksucker I was.* I was so happy because I knew I was making him feel good.* Just as the last couple of lines were reaching my brain John started to push into my throat and when I gagged and tried pulling away he held me head tight and let me back up no more than an inch and a few seconds later pulled me forward and this time I didn't gag.* John fucked my throat for a few minutes until he blew his load straight into my throat. After he came he let go of my head and slumped back into chair. Henry walked over and pulled me off of John. Henry stood me up and then pulled my briefs off of me. He told me I looked so cute in my briefs but it was time for them to go. I just stared at him as he got me naked. He then led me to a table and lifted me up and sat me on the table and started kissing me. His kisses were unlike any I have had before. He wasn't forceful but I knew he was conquering my mouth with the way he kissed me. When he was finished kissing me he laid me down and positioned my head off an edge. Saying nothing further he walked over to my head and holding me he pushed his cock into my mouth. He moved very slowly but didn't stop until he was fully in me. He then pulled back just as slowly and then pushed into me again. Just like his kissing he didn't force me but I knew I had surrendered to him. He made a few moans and each time I heard them by body would shake in pleasure. I realized my enjoyment was linked to his enjoyment. Before all sexual pleasure was linked to my cock and right then I didn't even know or care if I was hard, I knew I just wanted to give him whatever he wanted. Henry started to pick up speed. Soon he was pounding my face. It started to hurt a little and was uncomfortable but when he told me to swallow I didn't care because he was about to cum and wanted it to be so good for him. He started to moan louder and squeezed my head harder and fucked my face so fast that really hurt but hearing his moaning made me want more. He yelled as he started cumming and my whole body shook as he came in me. I nursed on his softening cock for a few minutes until he pulled out and bent down and kissed me. He pulled me off the table and hugged me and held me head to his chest for a moment. John got up and made us drinks and Henry set up more lines again and we sat down and started to watch the video again. Henry held me as we watched and I felt awesome.

Part 2 Willie through his tears could see that Tad was held helpless in his seat by the two burly bikers standing behind his chair. The big biker named Wolf who was sitting next to Tad was watching the scene with eager eyes. The rest of the gang were drifting toward him with their hands on their crotches and lust in their eyes. Willie could see no one to help him in the room as even Sam, the fat bartender, was stripping off his apron as he joined the crowd. Willie with a strangled sob opened his lips and thrust out his tongue. He touched the tip of his tongue to the moist lips of Crank's proffered prick and instantly pulled his tongue away. "Don't lick it, asshole, it ain't an ice cream cone. Suck it! Take it all into your mouth!" Crank demanded as he pulled Willie's head toward his evil smelling crotch. "No, I can't," Willie cried, "Please don't make me. I can't." With his rough hand, Crank forced Willie's jaws open and slid his plump prick into the warm wet depths of boy's unwilling mouth. With his mouth held wide open, Willie remained unmoving as Crank's unwashed penis lay on his tongue like a dead brown slug. "Wrap your fucking lips around my fucking dick and suck it, asshole" Crank demanded. "Hurry the fuck up, shit head, I ain't got all fucking night." "Ya, get it on, fuck meat," one of the gang members hollered, "there's others waiting for their fucking turn." Crank positioned his big dirty hands on either side of Willies head and gripped the boy's pink ears like jug handles. Suddenly without warning, the fat biker pulled the reluctant teen's head into his crotch, while a the same time thrusting his own wide hips forward. Willie found his forehead pushed back by the biker's big belly while his face wash pulled into the biker's smelly crotch. The teenager's nose was pressed into Crank's open fly and his mouth completely engulfed the biker's fat penis down to its hairy root. As the full rich flavor of Crank's unwashed dick bloomed on the boy's tongue, Willie wretched and gagged and tried to pull away. "What's the matter, cocksucker," Crank sneered as he ground his crotch over Willie's face, "don't you like the taste of prick meat?" "He better fucking learn to fucking like it," a biker yelled, "he's got a whole fucking roomful to eat." Willie held his mouth as wide open as he could and allowed Crank's penis to lay on his tongue undisturbed. He could see nothing but Crank's dirty crotch. He could smell nothing but Crank's dirty crotch. He could taste nothing but Cranks dirty crotch. He could hear nothing but the lusty laughter of the gang and the sound of his own blood pounding in his ears. Willie determined in his rabbit's heart to do whatever he must to survive. "Close your mouth, cocksucker and suck my fucking dick," Crank commanded and Willie reluctantly obeyed, "that's right, faggot, roll your fucking tongue around my meat. Watch your teeth, cocksucker, one fucking nip or scratch and I'll kick them down your fucking throat." Seven of the bikers along with the bartender were gathered round the mouth raping Crank and his teenage victim to watch the fun up close and lend a hand. Some of them took Willie's arms and twisted them behind his back, while others pumped his head up and down on Crank's meat. Tad had a clear view of all the dreadful action as the bikers were careful not to obstruct Wolf's line of sight. Tad watched in disgust Willie's oral rape and felt ashamed of his timid friend for inviting the biker's lewd attack. He knew that Willie by being such a frightened rabbit had made himself a victim of the biker's unnatural lust. Tad felt that if his friend had more guts and put up a fight, that the biker's would leave him alone. He knew that any real man would rather die than suck cock. He would certainly fight any man that tried to make him do such a filthy thing. Tad felt that there must be something wrong with Willie that he would suck cock without a fight. Perhaps, Tad thought, Willie secretly wanted to do it and had been asking for it. Tad remembered catching Willie looking at the other boys in the gym class showers and how Willie had even looked at him. Tad's lip curled up in a look of loathing and disgust. "Look good? Want to try it?" Wolf asked as he slipped his hand from the table and dropped it to Tad's thigh. "Get your hands off me," Tad snapped as he clamped his legs together to throw off from his thigh Wolf's dirty paw. "That ain't polite, pretty boy," Wolf leered at Tad as with brute force he pushed his hand between Tad's thighs and cupped the teenager's crotch. "Leave me alone, I not a homo," Tad cried as Wolf groped between his legs. Tad started manfully to struggle using every muscle of his athletically trained body to resist Wolf's lewd assault. But his efforts were futile, the two bikers holding his arms were bigger and stronger than he. They held him down in his seat with his arms twisted behind him, as Wolf touched him in places that no man had ever touched before. "Settle down or I'll really fucking hurt you," Wolf snarled as he pulled his hand from between the teenager's legs and then closed his fingers into a fist. "Let me go!" Tad shouted in impotent fury, "Get your faggot hands off me! I'm not a queer like Willie! Let me go!" "You fucking asked for it, baby, now your going to fucking get it," Wolf snapped as he drove his fist with full force into Tad's crotch. An A-bomb of agony exploded between Tad's thighs that sent a shockwave of pain through his loins. As the pain gripped like a fiery hand of steel, Tad's teenage body went rigid as his eyes grew wide and his mouth gaped open in a silent scream. He made several little strangled gasps of pain as brightly colored star bursts of agony exploded before his eyes. He slowly leaned forward until his head rested on the table as he grunted his pain through his nose. "That's just a fucking taste of what I'll give you if you don't fucking learn to do what you're fucking told," Wolf angrily admonished the suffering boy. "The next time I'll pound your fucking balls to jelly and make you eat them with a fucking spoon. Now watch you're fucking boyfriend chow down on Crank's cock. You can pick up some pointers for your turn." Tad saw nothing but flashing lights which, with each new wave of pain, exploded into stars before his eyes. Willie slurped and sucked and slid his tongue over, under and around Crank's fat prick and was rewarded with an ever larger prick to suck. Willie gulped his own saliva which was made foul by the juices oozing from the biker's throbbing erection and closed his eyes and snuffled his sobs. The other bikers around Willie were not idle as they were busy exploring every part of his hard young body manually. Rough hands stroked his bare chest and pinched his nipples, while others groped between his legs and felt his firm round buttocks. Calloused fingers slipped beneath the waist band of his gray flannel trousers to prob his anus or tease his testicles. But the worst were the gentle fingers that fondled his teenage prick and tickled and teased it and brought it to life. "The cocksucker's starting to enjoy the party," the gentle biker commented when Willie's prick began to engorge in response to the biker's gentle caress. "The cocksucker is throwing a fucking boner, he must be really into dick meat or maybe he's just fucking turned on by guys." "Getting hot, fuckmeat? Sucking cock turn you on?" Crank taunted Willie as he drove his now fully erect dick to the back of Willie's throat. Willie coughed and spluttered and tried to pull his head back, but Crank's grip on his ears prevented that. Willie had no choice but to swallow as Crank pressed more of his hard dick into the boy's mouth. The teenager felt his stomach heave as the biker's slab of meat pushed into his gullet and slid down his throat. Willie found he couldn't breath with his throat plugged by the biker's hard cock and he grew fearful that he would choke. He grunted and groaned and struggled desperately to communicate the he was suffocating. The only result was that his throat contracted around Crank's mouth raping prick and massaged it until the fat biker groaned with ecstacy. Just as Willie thought he would choke or die of suffocation the panting brute above him pulled his swollen penis from Willie's throat. "You're a natural cocksucker," Crank complimented the gasping boy as he wiped his drooling dick across the boy's bruised lips, "but I ain't wasting my fucking cum in your cocksucking mouth when you've got that sweet ass just begging to be plowed." Willie held his empty mouth wide open and let the saliva drip from his lips as his stomach heaved in the grip of nausea. "Get him up on a table and get his pants off," Crank ordered, "I got a fucking hard-on that won't quit." The gang cheered and hooted as they dragged Willie to his feet and threw him face up on the dirty table behind him. Many hands make light work and the gang quickly stripped the gray flannel slacks and clean white jockey shorts from Willie's slender hips and stripped them from his leanly muscled legs. An amused titter went around the crowd of bikers when Willie's clean shaven completely hairless crotch was revealed. "He ain't got no fucking hair down there!" one biker exclaimed with a hoot. "He's smooth as a fucking baby and just about the same fucking size," another said and they all laughed at Willie's cock and balls and ridiculed his small size. Willie blushed with humiliation and went red from head to feet. As rough hands touched Willie's cock and balls to stroke his long, limp prick and lift his ball sack to heft his nuts, Willie's degradation was made complete. Willie was not hung like a bull or even a bulldog. He was an average, ordinary, eighteen year old boy with average ordinary sized cock and balls. When erect his dick was slender but long and when his testicles were engorged they made a good display. But his penis when flaccid looked very small as did his shriveled testicles. With his groin shaven and his genitals shrunken by the icy blast of fear, he looked no bigger nor better developed than a ten year old child. The gang rolled Willie onto his stomach and pulled his buttocks apart to expose his puckered brown asshole to view. Crank stepped between the boy's legs and put a blunt finger tip to the tiny wrinkled opening. Crank pressed his finger into the opening and twisted back and forth. Willie screamed as he felt his ass lips forced open and Crank's finger wormed its way into him. "He's a fucking virgin," Crank crowed, "his ass is tighter than the pussy of a little girl." "Better get some grease, Sam," Wolf called from the table, "we wouldn't want Crank to scrape his cock raw." The sound of Wolf's gruff voice made Tad stir. No matter how much the teenager hurt, he had to make an effort to save himself and Willie. "Please, Wolf," Tad begged weakly as he lifted his head from the table and felt even that small movement send a shockwave of pain through his loins. "don't hurt us anymore. Let us go. We'll keep quiet. We wont make trouble. Just let us go and we'll forget all about this." "Don't bother begging, cocksucker, we ain't stopping," Wolf said as he laid a his hand on Tad's thigh just to see him jump."It's too much fucking fun. When we're finished with your faggot friend, then its you're turn to pull the fucking train." Tad quailed at Wolf's cruel words as he felt his courage fade. His situation was hopeless. He was surrounded by brawny thugs thirsting for rape. The rapist bikers outnumbered him by ten to one and were grown men who were bigger, stronger and more skilled in violence than he. Tad couldn't run because he was held in his seat by two burly thugs. He couldn't fight because his arms were twisted behind him. He couldn't struggle Because Wolf's single testicle smashing blow hurt so much that every movement was agony. His only safety lay in co-operation, in allowing himself to be used by the gang to satisfy their unnatural sexual needs. He had never imagined that such a thing could happen to him. He wasn't a timid rabbit like Willie. He hadn't asked for it. He was a man but not enough of a man to die rather than suck cock. He would do what he had to do to save himself. He wouldn't be a man anymore. He would be a sex toy for queers. Tad lowered his head back to the table and moaned. The state to which he had brought himself and Willie in his heedless action in entering the bar was too much for him to bear. Tad let his tears drop on the table and without shame he cried.

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I've long believed circumcision should be outlawed. It's genital mutilation and those performing it (including parents) should be prosecuted for child abuse. If someone wants to be circumcised for some ridiculous religious reason, allow them to do so after the age of 18 when they can fully make decisions for themselves.

Most white guys in the US are cut and a large percentage of black men are uncut. My understanding is (I may be wrong) that in Europe they don’t perform circumcisions as routinely as they do in the US. I would like to find out 2 things. Maybe even get a pole / thread going (I don’t know how to do that). 1. What kinds of things do UNCUT guys do with their foreskins? 2. What kinds of things do CUT guys do WITH UNCUT guys foreskins. I like to get on my knees and the hold foreskin gently with my teeth and tug on it a little like a puppy with a chew toy (I don’t chew, it’s just an example). I like to put the cock in my mouth all the way down and firmly use my lips to pull every bit of foresskin over the head of the cock and then suck on the skin like a baby with a baby bottle. I like to hold the base of the cock and work my toung up under the foreskin and work it around the head licking it. Docking. If you are cut get an uncut guy to dock with you and use his foreskin if it is long enough to jack you off into his foreskin. THEN you will realize what has been take from you. A long standing thing with gay men in general it that if you mention uncut cock most go YUCK! I get a little smirk on my face and start to envision the things above that I like to do with it. LETS outlaw circumcision.

There are ways at getting back to a semblance of foreskin. It sounds like snake oil but some of the products out there that can help stretch the skin over time if you wear them every day actually work to some degree if you have the patience.