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GIFTED BY A GUEST! I’m Jimmy, 18, and on the varsity swim team at school. My older brother, Jeff, had this acquaintance named Chris that needed a place to stay. Apparently, he was HIV-positive and his parents had tossed him out. He was gonna stay with us until a bed in the local shelter opened up. The thing is…the only spare bed in the house is in MY room, so he got to sleep with me. I remember…as I was getting undressed for bed, he was staring at me kinda funny…like a wolf looks at a lamb! I woke up suddenly! My bedclothes had been pulled down and this guy was tugging off the briefs that I sleep in. I jerked upright. I blurted, “What in the fuck are you…?” He clamped a hand over my mouth and pushed me back flat on the mattress. “I’m sorry!” he hissed. “I just GOTTA do this! I’m SO FUCKING HORNY. Ever since I saw you get undressed, I just KNEW that I had to have you.” He stuffed my briefs into my mouth and his hands roamed my body, stroking and kneading my flesh. I didn’t really know what to do, so I just lay there. “Fucking SWEET,” he breathed! His mouth descended on first one nipple and then the other. I couldn’t help but feel turned on. He moved down my chest and belly until his lips grazed my cock! Naturally, my dick began to swell. Chris took it in his mouth and brought me to full erection. Chris looked up at me and grinned. “Now comes the GOOD PART!” Gifted by a Guest! He placed his hands under my knees and hoisted them up, pushing them back toward my chest. His face dove into my exposed hole and his tongue did wonderful things, making me moan & squirm. He crawled up between my legs, forcing them apart, until I could feel the head of his cock poking at the entrance to my hole. It felt wet and slippery so he must have been leaking quite a lot of pre-cum. He gazed in my eyes and said, “I can’t wait any longer. Just relax, Baby! You’re gonna love it!” He pulled the underwear from my mouth and began kissing me passionately. He hunched his hips once, twice, then three time and he was all the way inside me. I could only look up at him questioningly as his dick began a slow piston motion…in and out…in and out. He crooned in my ear, “It’s gonna be OK, Baby! This is gonna be the best fuck you ever get!” With that, he settled into a steady fuck pace for a while and I got lost in the rhythm of his stroking and the hushed sounds of two men in heat! I had accepted my fate and was just enjoying the myriad sensations coming from my first poz fuck. Eventually, all good things come to an end, and so Chris shifted gear, picked up his speed and soon was gasping, “I’m gonna cum! I’M GONNA CUM!!!” I got scared and cautioned him, “Quiet! You’re gonna wake the house up!” I grabbed a pillow and held it in front of his face. His hips locked against me ass and he yelled triumphantly into the pillow, “YES!!!” He bucked repeatedly and then collapsed on top of me, exhausted. At some point I must have shot my load, too, because there was a wet patch of sticky sperm between us on our bellies. My eyes filled with tears as I thought, “What have I done? How did I let this happen to me?” Chris looked down at me and said, Thanks, Baby! That was GREAT! I really needed to do that!” I noticed that, in addition to being dismayed by the events, I had been turned on. So much so that wondered if this might happen again. Chris must have been reading my thoughts, for he said, “Tonight we can take our time, Baby! How does a long, slow poz fuck sound to you?”

At a local cruising ground near to where I live ( thank goodness there still a few left !) I arrived at just gone 5 PM, normally a great time as you get lots of guys going home from work. When I arrived there was a large motorbike and a couple of cars. I made my way into the wooded area and found two guys sucking each other off, one guy was a suited businessmen 40s hairy and pleasing on the eye, and the other was the biker in leather jacket etc. They were thoroughly engrossed but I noticed that the biker had his jeans undone and I can see a black thong underneath ( in my experience guys with songs including sites have a large neon signs on the backs saying "Fuck me , preferably bareback". I pulled his jeans down and thong strap to one side and started working his arse, he was loving it. The businessmen also dropped his pants and I started to finger him as well, my idea of heaven. The biker bent right over to suck the businessman ,I worked some saliva up his arse and started to enter him gently, he was loving it. The businessman was obviously getting close and after a certain amount of noise and shuddering came heavily in the bikers mouth. I cupped my hand and put it under the bikers mouth, he understood fully and spat a mouthful of come into my hand. I pulled my cock out and coated my cock head liberally with the cum and pushed back in , this time with the creamy load as lube his arse was like velvet , I went balls deep immediately. With businessman by, and still with him impaled on my cock I shuffled him towards a nearby tree trunk so that I could fuck him properly , i.e. hard and deep. He was loving it pushing back and squeezing down and begging for my load. My favourite part of any fuck is when I'm past the point of no return, I got there and exploded in to his ass. The biker was shaking, when I withdrew come was dribbling over his black thong strap, he turned round and clean me off.

Part 2. It was a Fall gray gloomy evening. I anxiously drove to the given address. It took a good hour. I parked across the street from an older historic style Bungalow home. Unkept exterior. Nothing unusual in this neighborhood. Though, the exterior was dark. It had a front porch with railings that needed work and dead ivy growing to the ceiling. Shrubs that needed trimming. A wrought iron gate around the yard. A gravel driveway that led to a large leaning garage in the back. No vehicles in the driveway. My gaze looked up toward the peak and I saw a round disk diagram star nailed to the upper front exterior wall. I slightly shuttered came over me. My skin began to get chilled. Was I at the right house? It looked abandoned. Though there were some dimly lit windows. I approached the house. some scattered leaves blew in front of me. As to block me. I stepped on them to make a crunching sound. I knocked on the door and stood silently. I heard nothing, but wind blowing leaves. Then I heard “Hey! Over hear.” to my surprise was a shadowy figure sitting in the shadow of the porch. I must have jumped and twisted toward the voice. “Hail Sarah Palin!”. I uttered the same response. The figure man stood up and was taller than I thought. He glided across the porch floor toward me. An illusion since there was no lights on. His arms reached out toward me and embraced me. His left arm slithered down and cupped my crotch and further to my rear ass. He gave a firm grasp of my right ass cheeks. He said, “Come inside.” The unlocked tall door opened up so effortlessly. he still had his had down at my ass kneading my ass cheek and fingering my ass crack. Inside was no different in temperature; cold. And, my eyes were straining to see inside for lack of lighting. The door shut behind us. The wall sconce lights came on dimly to light the walls that had embossed blood burgundy color wall paper. Tall ceilings and dark stained wood floor. Around front room was a main fireplace. A small gas flame flared up to light the fake logs. Above the mantle was a large 4’x6” oil painting what appear to be rows of corn. The painting was disturbing. Perhaps because of the dark colors and the twisting of the corn with a single path leading into darkness. Darkness that seemed mesmerizing and draws the eye in further. Jason was still clinging to me. I was getting excited since my cock was showing signs of getting bigger in my tight jeans. I felt the warmth of the fire inside the fireplace. He guided me to a leather couch and we sat next to each other. At this time I reached out and felt his chest. He was proud as he felt my hands touch his chest. He closed his eyes and took a steady breath inward to extend his chest even further. His right hand firmly grasp around my wrist and pushed further into his upper chest. Pulling my had down to his abdomen and finally to his crotch. Inside his pants was one big hard throbbing cock! Jason spoke up after a few minutes of us fondling each other. “You know why you are here…don’t you?” I looked at him with a sly smirk and said, “Well, yeah!” He responded and said, “I don’t think so!” He proceeded to remove my hand from his crotch and he stood up. He looked so impressive towing over me. He took a few steps toward the fireplace and gazed into it with a silent stare. He spoke in a methodical deep voice. “We want you to join our family. You see, I represent the…clan. A group of close-knit and interrelated group of men. With strong common interest.”

? INTERVIEW WITH A DEMON (WARNING: Deep evil, immoral, ritual, Devil, demonic - story fiction) Like any other day, it starts with the thought of sex. From the time I wake up in the morning with a hard-on. My usual routine is to jack off and start the day. If I don’t, I’m driven to search out sex throughout the day. This particular day, I forgo the jack-off routine and check my ad emails online. Hoping to make a hook-up. I Proceeded to get a couple hits over night. Sometimes I get lucky and others I can tell it’s just plain run-around. I write back or just delete. But, one email caught my eye. It had subject titled “ HAIL Sarah Palin” What the fuck! Not one for scam or wacko emails. I was so close to deleting the email and move on. My finger, curiously moved from the delete button, My hand moved the mouse like a Ouija game board marker. Before I knew it, the email opened up. A brief description opened up above my ad. “Hail brother! We saw your ad. My name is Jason. I’m 45 y.o, 5’-9”, 190#, bald, 8” cock. Let’s meet. Hope to hear back from you!.” It was a simple response. Attached to the email were a couple pics of Jason. One was a close up picture of his thick cock and hanging balls. Though, a couple things caught me off guard. Who is “We”? And what is with this “Hail brother” and “Hail Sarah Palin”? Trembling from the simple email, I was intrigued. Not sure what to do. Being a clean cut type with Christian upbringing, I paused. In the end, I sent back a reply. Very basic email. Not giving out too much information. As I “SEND” my email I started to get up, a “ding” email came back. It was from Jason. Damn, he must have been sitting at his computer anticipating to hear from me. I opened it up and it said he was available anytime. He preferred to meet at his place and in the evening or nights. It gave his text/phone number. It showed local number. Hey, what the heck, I texted him back right away. We had a open basic dialog back and forth for 10 minutes. I wasn’t still sure of what this was all about. I was still intrigued but unsure if I wanted to meet with him. But, he was insistent in meeting this evening. I agreed to time and his place.

This is my first attempt at writing here. Parts of the story are fictionalized, but most is true Part One It all started on rainy fall morning. I was particularly horny and I need some release. I had grown up on a farm in central New York I and was slow to be learning the ways of the world. After coming out and have years of vanilla gay sex, I began exploring the kinkier side of gay. Having moved to Connecticut it was an easy drive or train trip to New York City or Boston to explore those hidden places where men do far more delightful things to each other. I had years of exploration at the Bondage Club and at Renegades. I frequented the leather store on Christopher Street and the leather bars around. Each year I became bolder and bolder is my explorations. One Thanksgiving weekend a friend called and asked if I would like to come to a fisting party. I wasn’t sure I could take a fist but he assured me that he had something that would “assist” me. I prepared for the party and heading to his home. When I got there, there were 8-10 guys there in various stages of undress laughing and I was welcomed warmly. My friend pulled me aside and gave me some Tine to snort. I knew then that this night was going to be fun!! Not to draw out this story, but let’s just say that I soon had a fist in my ass and I knew I had found what I thought the right spot for me. I even progressed rapidly to taking two hands routinely and happily. Of course many fisters also fuck bareback. At first I was very hesitant about taking a raw cock. I had survived the 1980’s and didn’t want to get pozzed. But pigs being pigs, I was soon letting the guys that I knew were safe to topped me fuck me raw, but I never took a load. I don’t know if you guys can relate, but the curiosity of poz became stronger and stronger. Soon I was taking loads for my “safe” friends and letting strangers fuck me but shoot on my chest. That wasn’t enough. I started to attend fisting/roulette parties in Boston where I was one of two or three neg bottoms taking anon loads and getting fisted. A few of my buddies knew of my antics and asked if I wanted to convert. What the hell I thought. I was taking anon cum, why not at least know who pozzed me. They hooked me up with some of their friends that were more than willing to fuck a neg, but all were on meds and undetectable. I was not possessed. So on this rainy day I, finally found a top on BBRT that lived in a home in Queens. He was unmedicated and he loved to gift pigs like me. He was also into all of the other sports I was and we would be partying and playing well into the next day. Ropes, clamps, floggers, vises, you name it. He said he had a play room in his basement and we would have a great time. He refused to unlock his face pic for me, but from the other pics I could see he had a great build, a hot furry chest with eraser nipples and an uncut cock to die for. The hood hung well over his cock head. Something that really turns me on. He sent me instructions on what I was to do. I was to drive to his home and park in his driveway. The garage door would be open. I was to enter the garage, push the button to close it. When closed I was to strip naked, put on a collar, put cotton in my ears, and put a hood on with a mouth hole (he had left them on his car for me to use). When done I was to knock on the door and wait for him to come get me Every bells went off in my head that this was a dangerous situation and that I should not go, but soon I was in my car driving to Queens. I did take the precaution of telling my friends where I was going and the address in case I never showed up again. When I arrived at his home I was so nervous and excited that I had to take a piss right there against my car. Fortunately, it was dark out. I entered the garage and pushed the button

Every profile I post, and every ad I post carries a notice about my status. When I take a room at a bathhouse, I have a sign that goes up in the room with information about my status. If asked, I answer fully and truthfully every time. If I have reason to think the Top might not have come across the information in any other way, I volunteer the information. Why? Because AIDS snuck up on me without warning. The first notice I got that I was HIV+ was after I had come within a hair’s breadth of death from meningitis because HIV had already eaten my CT4 count down to 49. It was only a fluke that I’m alive right now to write this. So for those of you who don’t inform, or worse, lie about your status, let me ask you this - when you finish fucking the guy, are you also willing to take a knife and slit his throat before you leave? Because you have no guarantee that your poz load isn’t going to kill him. The guy who pozzed me came very, very close to killing me and I had no warning. Perhaps he didn’t know himself. But if you do know, and your poz load results in a death, how is that any different than murder by knife? So if you would balk at slitting the guy’s throat, you’d better think twice about lying about your status. If those of you writing about being prepared to suffer debilitating disease and die for some callous bastard who doesn’t give a damn about your life or your well-being are not just expressing a fantasy - if you’re serious - I urge you to speak to a therapist. Your lives have value, even if you can’t see it right now.

1 - Public Toilet early morning bent over in the stall. 2 - Same public toilet short time later. Guy loaded me bent over the hand basin while another guy took a piss. 3 - In a park behind a tree 4 - Carpark behind the shops 5 - Gym changeroom. On the bench in the middle of the chageroom 6 - At another park on a bench. All completely naked. my 18yo slut hole has been well and truely used today.

I laid there in excasty wondering what would come next??? IT had been awhile until the next session with my leatherbrothers was able to be schedule. The wait was well worth it when I met the next member of our brotherhood Steve. Steve a dark haired Italian ,arrived at Mark's dungeon fully dressed in his black leathers which fit him like a second skin. I was already in the sling eager for another leather adventure with my POZ leather brothers Steve stood right in front of me staring into my eyes with his sinister grin which was turning me on just to look at him. A Adonis of a man at 6'4 built like a leather god. slowly he lean over me and began to twist my nipples . This was like a switch that turned my cock on giving me a raging hard on . Steve just smiled and moved closer to my hungry exposed asshole .I could feel his warm leather cod piece pressing against my hungry hole. Steve knelt down at my hole and began to blow at the opening which responded by twitching and opening and closing to his warm manly breath. He commanded me to push open my asslips as wide as I could . He then rimmed my hole along the edges and with each passing my hole began to open more and more to his probing tongue. Deeper and deeper his tongue was able to go that I never Knew were possible . Steve probing of my hole was bringing me almost to climax, but he warned me not to even think about shooting my load as he had other plans . Fuck this was driving me wild and seemed to make Steve just grin. He told me this was going to be a long and very satisfying encounter like done I had ever expericed before . Steve opened his cod piece exposing his 8 inch powerful POZ cock and let it just touch my moist wet gaping hole. He bent over me and as he twisted my nipples began to slowly bring his tongue in contact with my lips. His tongue enter my eager mouth and I could taste my ass juices on his tongue. Passionately we kissed devour each other and nibbling on each other's ears . Steve would whisper to me how wonderful it was to be in our leatherbrotherhood and how he was going to help me develop deeper and deeper into POZ sex . All of which made my cock and ass hole so much more hungry to receive his POZ cock and seed in all my hungry orafices . I knew I needed it deep in my mouth to savor and make out with Steve and to have him plant his seed deep in my asshole for a start.

My asshole was waiting in anticipation of how these hot leather men were going to use my hungry hole. Slowly the sling was raised a bit higher so my twitching hungry hole was right at Joe mouth. He licked my asshole so,tenderly telling me how much he desired to taste a newly Poz hole and how it needed to lust for so much more.Deeper and deeper his tongue probed into my willing hole . Mark took a condom filled with Poz cum and gave it to Joe who proceeded to spread my hole open more lick it ,and then push the cum filled condom into my hungry hole. As Mark held my hole open Joe took a black candle and pushed the Poz filled condom deeper into my gripping hole. Then the sling with my ass end was raised a bit higher and Mark and Joe lit the candle hanging out of my asshole. The others all gather around and watched as the wax dripped and slowly dripped down the candle rigth to the base making a black ring around my hole. Dam this sure did hurt but at the same time watching in the mirrors above me was also turning me on in a whole new way. Mark and Joe came around to my mouth and were sliding their cocks across my mouth as they made out. Two of the other leatherman brought over a cup filled with Poz cum handed it to Mark and Joe who placed the cum on their out stretched tongue then engage in a hot Poz kissing with some of the Poz seed dripping from their mouths on to my eager lips. I sure was getting more and more into this and barely felt the accumulating wax that had built up around my asshole.Mark and Joe both bent down and together gave me a wet cummy kiss readjusted the sling to a level position blew out the candle and removed what was left of it . They used their fingers to draw with the black wax a biohazard. symbol around my hole and blew on my hot cheeks to harder the wax which was also doing a number on my cock. Joe stood rigth at my hole with his erect cock took the black another black candle and pushed it in my asshole till I felt it against the previously cum filled condom up my ass.He told me that it contained all these leathermen's Poz seed. He was going to punch a hole in the condom with the candle and let all the Poz seed lubicate my hole for each of the men to drill it in deeper and deeper . Joe was the first to insert his raging Poz tool into my hungry hole .at first I barely felt it with all that cum in me till he pushed deeper and deeper getting past my second asshole ring driving the cum deeper into me. Mark meanwhile was fucking my face as the other two leather men in leather hoods were chewing on my nipples. My erect 8 inch cock was fully aroused and beginning to leak precum . I watched in the mirror above me as one of the hooded leathermen placed a condom on my cock and rolled in down my erect 8 inch leaking Poz cock. Dam what was this for? I thought, but was enjoying Joe fucking my hungry hole to pay much attention to it .he would slowly back out of my hole and the quickly push back in my wanting lusting hole brining me closer and closer to shooting my cum , but the slow down and almost take his cock all the May out then plunge right back ?FUCK my cock was leaking more and more precum into the rubber . Joe asked me " what do you want ,TELLme ! " "I replied I need your Poz seed in me FUCK IT DEEP BRED ME" and with that JOE began to drive his Poz cock faster and faster into me as I was begging him to recharge my lusting cunt .I looked into his eyes as I could feel him getting closer and he bent over me kissed me and we both shot our hot Poz loads I laid there in excasty wondering what would come next???

5 so far. About to go to a park and several more.

When I qualify a bottom of insatiable, I mean as a compliment. The thoughts of him needing more dicks turns me on. Show me you're a sex addict just like I am. I don't care if I'm not "enough" for the bottom. I'd gladly look out for other tops to dump a load in him if needed. Until I take my turn again. It's a bit of a challenge, trying to feed the hunger of am insatiable slut, until he asks to stop. It's also a challenge between tops, who will be the better fuck.

This night is one I remember vividly. I had been taking more than one load in one night but it was always with single guys when I was cruising the park at night since I was 17. My very first time with multiple guys in one session if I remember correctly was the first time I went on vacation to a gay clothing optional resort in Gran Canaria. I was in my 20s then and was actually scared as hell not knowing what to expect from a resort like that. This is pre-internet, something you can hardly imagine now, the only thing I knew about it was what I had read in the Gay Times, a UK magazine, and those reviews were not very explicit. But it was exciting being nude around other guys and getting an all-over suntan. And after a few days you get to know the other guests around the pool and when you met them in the evening bumping into each other at bars and clubs. I hit it off with with 4 guys from the UK. They were a bunch of very outgoing best mates (not two couples) and we went out together at night. After a drunken night at the bars I ended up in one of their bungalows for a "night cap". Must have been around 4 or 5am. I had been slutting in dark rooms that night and already had a few loads in me. Can't really remember how it started but at one point I was sucking one the guys. One thing led to another and I got banged by all four guys. They were probably vers but I was the "cute Dutch guy with the hot arse". Can't remember how many loads I got, likely just four, all being intoxicated, but I remember waking up in my own bed in the morning and feeling ashamed. Couldn't really believe what I had done and felt like a real slut (not that I wasn't one in the park...). It was more about facing them that day. What would they think? Well, they thought they had had a good time. When I got to the pool one of them yelled "hey, there's the little cum slut!" All eyes around the pool were on me and I thought I'd die. But they all laughed it away and things were like normal although I could see other guests looking (leering?) at me. We had a repeat session before they had to leave two days later. Not so drunk this time and longer. My nickname at the resort was "Dutch cum slut" by then (they obviously had blabbed to the other guests) and I had no problem getting laid in the following week ? Mostly singles or couples though. I went back the next year LOL.

5:05pm Cloud 9 Inn, Inglewood CA, Room 206. Just got through breeding a latino cumdump. Door was unlocked, dark room, face down, ass up, on the edge of the bed. Love that type of breeding. His ass was already loaded up like hell no need to lube. Fucking bred his ass for long time since no one else was coming in. I took my time on that ass and dumped 2 loads in him. His ass was so loose and leaking when I was done. I'm coming back for a second round tonight!

Shot a nice big load up a fit lad's arse earlier this morning. I'm up in Scotland at the moment staying in a hotel in the centre of Glasgow. Totally unplanned - was just chatting to him on line. He wanted me to fuck him but didn't have much time as he was on his way to work. I told him I was not long up and hadn't showered or anything but he said he didn't care. He arrived in my hotel room about ten minutes later - he was really fit - late 20s, dressed smartly in a shirt and tie, smart trousers and shoes. He sucked my cock for a while and licked my arsehole (even though he knew I hadn't showered) and then bent over the bed. I fucked him bareback and shot what felt like a massive load right up him. He grinned, pulled up his pants and left to go to work. So if you are shopping in the centre of Glasgow today and visit a well known clothes and home furnishing retailer, the lad who serves you might have my cum leaking into his smart designer underpants.

Part 14 After Justin pulled out it was time for the each member of the group to take a turn at seeding the straight boy’s ass. All the while keeping him extremely high and filling his head with the idea that he would only be sexually satisfied by a cock in his ass. Jason knew he was getting fucked, his brain struggling with the conflict of disgust and the pleasure he was receiving. What he didn’t know was that each load given to him had that extra special ‘gift’. The figured to slowly expose him to the truth that they were not only turning him into a bareback bottom, but a pozzing his straight, neg ass (a double conversion). It was well into Saturday afternoon even they finally let him out of the sling to have a break, get some food in him before continuing his double conversion. Jason could feel humans coming down from the drugs and surprised the group by asking, “Think I can get another one of those slams before I start getting fucked again?” When Justin hard his brother’s request he looked him in the eye and asked, “Is my little bro starting to like getting fucked while high?” Jason couldn’t deny the transformation he was experiencing as he willingly climbed back into the sling, held out his arm and simply said, “Yes, slam me up and fuck me please.” If Jason was asking for a slam, the group figured he should get a double slam, one in each arm. That would send him higher then he’d been to that point. As Jason watched then apply the tourniquet to his right arm he felt the other arm being worked on. With a number of the group watching the administering of the double slam he knew not to question or resist. Both points were inserted almost simultaneously as they counted down “3-2-1” and both points are emptied together into Jason’s veins. The tourniquet on the right arm was removed first. Jason felt the familiar warmth into his chest followed by a strong cough. As his rush began the tourniquet on the left arm was removed. Jason was not prepare for the additional meth. He coughed out hard 4-5 times and could barely focus on anything going on around him as he drooled and attempted to speak. Some around him thought to hear him say “Oh fuck yeah” others thought he said “Oh fuck me”. Either way, Jason was again getting fucked as each and every member there dropped dirty load after dirty load inside Jason’s ass. By this point Jason was definitely enjoying getting fucked as he clearly was moaning in pleasure with every thrust have into him. A little over an hour later he started become more coherent and was clearly heard saying, “Come on, fuck that ass. Give me that cock of yours. I need you to fucking breed me.” David was fucking him at this point and figured now was as good of a time as any to let the formerly straight jock know what he was really getting. Looking down at Jason without breaking his fuck stride David asked, “Does our jock boy like getting fucked? You gonna take dick in your ass from now on? Is Jock boy through with female pussy? You ready to be our bareback bottom cum dump?” David punctuated each question with a hard and deep thrust. Jason would answer after each question, “Yes”. It’s was the last question that caught him a little bit by surprise when David asked, “Are you ready to get pregnant? Ready for my gift? You ready for another dirty load of cum? Ready for my high poz viral load?” Jason knew from the start that every guy who fucked him was fucking him bare. Hell that’s how he fucked the girls from school, of the girls he fucked thought he got her pregnant only for her to have her period a week later. But now he was the one getting fucked raw and hacking guys shoot their cum inside his body. Seeing a slight look of shock on his younger brother face Justin leaned in towards his brother telling him, “That’s right little bro, after we’re done with you this weekend you’re going to be just like the older bro, a cock craving gay bareback, HIV positive bottom. You’ll be laying in bed from now not just thinking about a cock in your ass, but a bare, raw cock that will eventually gives you exactly what you need besides a good fucking. It will give you the cum you truly want.” As much as the thought of being HIV positive upset Jason, he knew deep then that he was having the next sex in his young life. He looked up at David, who was getting close to delivering his toxic load, and said, “FUCK! Give me your dirty load. Get me fucking pregnant.” That was all David needed to hear as he slammed balls deep into Jason and emptied his balls into the new cum dump, bareback bottom.

I wrote the original story over a year ago, I appreciate the feedback I’ve received and never got to writing that second chapter but I owe it to those who patiently waited (and asked ;-)) —Again, this is mostly fantasy with inspiration drawn from reality— *Part 2* “Knock knock.” I awoke with a start. How long had I been asleep? It felt like hours but it was more like a few minutes since the porn scene on TV had not changed. “Knock knock.” Oh right, someone was at my door. “Yeah?” I called out while scrambling to hide my contraband in case it was a nosy worker. “It’s me” a familiar voice said and I opened the door to see the Latin stud who had promised to come back. And sure enough, he wasn’t alone. “Sorry, I dozed off,” I said, closing the door behind us. “What’s your name again?” He smiled. “Sorry, I didn’t give it to you earlier. I’m Gabriel.” He motioned to his friend. “This is Jairo, one of my buddies I was tellin’ you about.” My cock started twitching as I surveyed our new company. He was Latino as well, but in his late twenties with closely buzzed hair, several tattoos on his arms and torso, and the hint of a six-pack I was instantly reminded of some boys I went to high school with. I extended my hand to shake. “Hey man, I’m Dino.” He caught my hand at the middle and I had to quickly change my handshake into a fistbump. “Sup bro. Nice ass!,” he added. We stripped off our towels and it was my turn to gush. He was already hard and his cock looked to be about nine inches with a wide, uncut head and a thick vein framing the shaft. “Fuck! That’s nice,” I blurted out, I pulled out the pipe and lighter and offered it to both of them. “I like shotguns by the way,” I said and Jairo nodded as he lit the bowl and rolled it while I got on my knees. He bent down and blew into my mouth, and I wrapped my lips around his head while exhaling a solid cloud of vapor. I felt a tingling in my head as the smoke rolled and directed my senses towards pleasuring the piece of meat in my mouth. “Mmmmmmmmm!” was all I could muster as I started bobbing my head back and forth, adjusting to his girth and length. “Fuuck yea... that’s wassup,” they both grunted in approval while Gabriel started stroking his own, now hard, cock. He then took a long hit and I only pulled my mouth away from the dick in my mouth long enough for a hot, cloudy kiss. More tingling in my brain. “Fuuuck,” I growled as he grinned at me. Jairo patted the mattress, “Up on the bed, I wanna see this dick splitting you.” I eagerly did as I was told and in an instant was on all fours with my ass pointed up. “Fuckin hot,” I heard as Jairo ran his throbbing member up and down my still cum-glazed hole. I started whimpering like a slut in heat as he teased me. “Yeah? You want this bareback dick in you?” he whispered in my ear as I nodded in earnest. “Please.... please stick it in,” I pleaded. “You got it, boy,” he laughed and pushed the head past my hole in one blink. “Oh shit!” I exclaimed as my eyes widened in a mix of pain and pleasure. I turned around to see Jairo closing his own eyes in apparent satisfaction. I knew he wanted to inch his way in but I couldn’t control myself and thrust my ass back on the entire length. “Oh, oh FUUUCK! SHIT,” Jairo moaned as my hole flexed, placing his hands on my sides while Gabriel handed me the pipe. I was so lost in my haze I hadn’t realized he was recording me with his phone. “Nice,” I said, indicating the camera. Looking into the lens, I took the longest hit I could hold while at the same time Jairo slowly started to fuck me. The feeling was bliss and I slowly exhaled another solid cloud of smoke. Gabriel slowly nodded in approval behind the camera and I began thrusting myself to meet Jairo’s jabs. “Fuuuck! Ah! Ah! Ah!Ahhhhhhhyyyyeeeeahhhh,” I screamed into the pillow as he bottomed out and almost hit my second hole. “You like that?” My answer must have been written on my face; “‘Course you do,” he said with a shit-eating grin on his face. “You’re so good... fuckin’ slut getting what he needs.” “Uh-huh,” I automatically nodded as Gabriel set the phone down to give me another shotgun. “Turn over, so he can fuck you missionary,” he muttered and resumed recording. I flipped over and held my legs wide for Jairo to continue his assault on my hole. Facing each other, I now noticed a biohazard tattoo near his hip. “Oh shit!” I thought to myself. I admit I had been turned on by pozzing stories and videos but it was something I never acted on. But now, in my drug-fueled swirl, the flash of hesitation I felt evaporated and a primal desire gripped me as I became fully turned on by the fact that this cholo was barebacking my negative hole with his poisoned rod. “You like charged dick, huh boy?” Jairo asked as he entered all the way and bent forward to kiss and pacify my whimpering with his lips and tongue. He straightened up and closed his eyes. “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” was all I could say as I relaxed my body and looked up at the two men with me. “Shit, puto, I’m getting close,” Jairo suddenly said after a few minutes, biting his lip. “Ready for my babies?” he asked and his pace picked up. “Knock that pussy up?” My mind was on autopilot as I gasped out “Yeah! Yeah! Flood me, knock me up with your poz juice!” “Yeah?! You sure? Well - here - it - fucking - COMES! F-F-FUCK!!!!” he yelled and slammed his weight on me as I felt his cock pulse rope after rope of his dirty seed into my hole. “Yeeahhhhh, poz him up, that’s it, that’s it boys,” Gabriel said as Jairo steadied his breath and slowly pulled out. “Don’t worry, you’re still getting more,” he added as I looked longingly at his cock. He straddled my face and lowered himself so I could greedily slurp it clean of all the sweet juices dripping from his foreskin. “Damn bro, you’re fuckin’ down with it. I like that,” Jairo said need a cigarette and shower, catch you in a bit?” “Fuck yeah, for sure!” I said, laying down to relax and let the rush subside. We fist-bumped again and he stepped out, leaving Gabriel and I alone. “You like G?,” he asked and pulled a small bottle and dropper from a bag he’d brought with him. It’d been a while since I’d taken any but I absolutely loved the way it made me even more of a pig. I nodded. “Ooh, yeah.” I took the bitter dose, washed it down with my Gatorade and began the waiting game. That’s all for now!

I've been busy and a few chapters I came up with I don't really like how they turned out so they're in the bin. ------ Part 78 - The Role Play Ryan tapped out his reply hinting that he was running out of patience and wasn’t interested in just messaging back and forth. It was a hookup app, after all. He knew more about this guy’s life than he did his own boyfriend’s from the two weeks worth of messages. The guy seemed nice enough - just out of a relationship that ended because he was accused of being too vanilla. The guy asserted he wanted to be a lot more adventurous but wasn’t sure how. Ryan had told him that he too had once been quite vanilla, but had evolved into a try-almost-anything guy. He even told him that he could help the guy out. When his phone buzzed he almost ignored it, figuring the guy was going to keep dragging it out and not meet. His curiosity won out, though, and he looked. “Can we meet tonight?” was the message and Ryan had to read it two or three times to make sure he was reading it right. Ryan smiled. Tonight was his night off and Steven was working until close. "Sure. When? Where?” Ryan replied. A minute or so later he got an answer. “8? My place.” Another message got the address which was a dorm room near his own. Ryan sent a message to Steven telling him he was going to hookup and should be home a little later than him. He cleaned up and grabbed some lube, condoms (both tampered and safe) and a bottle of poppers and was on his way. Ryan knocked on the door of the dorm in a building a few blocks from his. The door opened and there stood the guy, obviously nervous. “Uh… Hi…” the guy said as he looked over Ryan. Ryan was checking out his hookup and at least the pics seemed to match the guy. He was standing there in basketball shorts and a tank top, his short military cut hair topping a cute face with a little chin patch goatee. His body was average - neither muscled nor skinny and Ryan knew he wasn’t hiding a six-pack under his shirt. His legs seemed to be pretty hairy and his long toes matched his long fingers. Ryan would soon find out that his hookup had a decent cock, but his bigger interest was the firm ass and tight hole that he had. There was no ink, no piercings, not even an sinister grin that said that this guy had any edge to him at all. Hopefully he would let Ryan push him past his staid sexual past and get at least a little wild. “Hi. Can I come in or are we just going to look at each other here for a while?” Ryan said jokingly. “Oh… Sorry. Yeah, come on in. I’m Jon.” “Hi Jon, Ryan. Nice room you have here. Looks like a few thousand other ones on campus. You have a roommate?” Ryan asked. “Yeah, he’s at his girlfriend’s apartment and won’t be back until midnight or tomorrow morning,” Jon replied. “Cool. There’s nothin worse than having a guy’s roommate walk in mid-fuck. Had it happen once and it was really awkward,” Ryan with a chuckle, while looking around the room. “This is my bed… uh… I guess we can use it,” Jon said pointing out the bed on which was positioned a large teddy bear. Ryan immediately decided that he was going to have to take charge or this session would take all night. He walked over and sat down on the bed and then lay back, remarking “Come on, I won’t bite unless you’re into that.” Jon cautiously went to the bed and sat, leaning a bit so he was angled towards Ryan, who asked “Your profile says you’re a bottom and looking to get more adventurous. What kinds of things have you done?” “Nothin crazy. Just sucking 'n' fucking,” Jon replied, clearly uncomfortable.. “Yeah, that’s definitely not crazy. It’s pretty much the bare minimum. What kinds of stuff do you want to try?” Ryan asked. “Uh… I… don’t know. My boyfriend, uh… ex-boyfriend said I was a boring fuck. I don’t know what to do to make it different,” Jon replied, now visibly upset and seemingly almost about to cry. “Do you watch any porn? You can get lots of ideas there. Some of ‘em suck, but it gives you a place to start” Ryan replied, realizing that this might be a lot more work than he was planning on. “No, I’ve never watched any porn. I was too scared that people would think I was a perver,” Jon answered. “If you have a roommate that spends most of his time away, you have a perfect place to watch some porn and jerk off while you see some of the stuff that guys do besides just suck 'n' fuck,” Ryan said looking around the room. Spying a tablet he asked "Is this yours?” Jon nodded and Ryan picked it up. He opened a browser and headed to his favorite porn site. “First thing you do is use private mode on the browser. That way these sites don’t end up in your history so if anyone looks through your tablet, then they don’t know you’ve been looking at porn,” Ryan explained. Jon nodded and moved over closer to Ryan to see the screen. “This site has a section for gay porn and then here you can see categories. Just pick what turns you on and look at the little preview windows,” Ryan continued, selecting the category 'fetish'. He noted with amusement Jon’s mouth drop at some of the titles and the pictures. “We could watch some bits of these vids and then do the same things ourselves, or we could just set up a scene and do it,” Ryan suggested. “Uh, let's try the second one,” Jon said, apparently stunned by the images. “OK, this is called role play. We think up a scene, like in a movie, and just ad lib it,” Ryan explained as he stood up and set the tablet on the desk. He knew he was going to have to direct everything, but figured he could make it as hot as he wanted. “How do I know what to do? Or say?” asked Jon. “Just think what someone in that situation would do. There’s probably not going to be much talking after the first few minutes anyway,” Ryan replied. “Do you have any ideas?” Jon asked innocently and falling right into Ryan’s hands. “Uh… Let me think… OK. Take your clothes off and lay down on your bed. Let’s say I found you in your room in a bath house. I’ve been cruising around looking for a hot guy to fool around with. OK?” Ryan said as he pushed his shoes off and dropped his jeans. “What’s a bath house?” Jon asked as he nervously stripped his shorts and shirt off. “A gay bath house is a place where guys can go to fuck. They usually have a public place to play and a sauna or pool, showers, a locker room, and a bunch of private rooms you can rent if you don’t want guys watching you fuck” Ryan said. “I don’t think I would go to a place like that,” Jon responded. “Not before. But as you get more curious about sex, you might want to try it. Now, lay face down,” Ryan said. Jon looked back at Ryan now standing in his room naked except for a bulging jock strap. He felt intimidated since Ryan seemed to feel so comfortable naked in front of a stranger. He lay down on his stomach and looked off the side of the bed, unsure of what Ryan might do next. Ryan walked up to the bed and rubbed his hand over Jon’s firm, lightly furry ass. “Mmmm. Nice. I assume since you left the door open, you’d like some company,” Ryan said, dragging a finger along the crack in Jon’s ass. Jon gasped. There was a long pause as he just looked up at Ryan. “Uh… yeah I… would,” Jon said. “Since you’re showing your pretty ass off, I’m gonna guess you like to get fucked which is good, since I’m looking to fuck a hot hole,” Ryan said as he moved his body up to Jon’s head while letting his fingers run down Jon’s back. Ryan’s cock was now straining the fabric and with one finger he pulled open the side and let it pop free. Jon looked at the stiff shaft that was right in front of his face. “I think you should suck it first and get it slick with your spit,” Ryan said. Jon’s eyes were wide open and Ryan could feel his body trembling under his fingers. Slowly, Jon moved closer and first started to lick with his tongue around the head and then down the cock. “Come on, open up and suck it like a good bottom boy should,” Ryan said. Jon was startled. No one had ever talked to him like that. He had only sucked six cocks before that night and most had pushed him to his knees and then guided his head to their cocks and then let him bob up and down on it until they wanted to fuck him or they came in his mouth. Ryan felt Jon’s lips surround his cock and then Jon started to suck. Ryan put his hand on the back of Jon’s head and started pushing Jon’s head further down. Jon had never really had his face fucked and having a cock being thrust into his mouth and then throat was a new experience. He tried not to panic but it took a few minutes to relax and get used to having a cock fill his mouth. Ryan was just nudging the tip of his cock into Jon’s throat, knowing if he went further that Jon would gag and probably puke. When he felt Jon relax he gave a few more strokes and pulled Jon’s head off his cock. “Pretty good, cocksucker. Let’s see if you’re even better on your knees,” Ryan mused. Jon looked up at Ryan who was backing away from the bed to give him room to kneel. He rolled off the bed and was embarrassed to see his cock pointing straight out. Normally his cock stayed soft the entire time he was having sex. “Hurry up, I know this isn’t the first time you’ve been on your knees in front of a cock. You probably have been on them all day, sucking every guy you could find in here,” Ryan said. Jon was a little confused but then realized it must be part of the role play. Ryan guided Jon’s head back on his cock and started to thrust in while holding his head still. After several minutes of face fucking, Ryan paused, instructing Jon “Relax your throat.” Then Ryan slowly pushed his cock all the way in. Jon’s lips were planted on Ryan’s trimmed pubes and he held it there for several seconds until he could feel Jon fighting to pull away. “Yeah, that felt good. You need to practice more so you can stay down longer” Ryan said while Jon gasped for air. Jon instinctively went back down on Ryan’s cock and after a dozen strokes, pushed all the way down on his own. He counted the seconds off and got to seven when he had to pull back. He looked up and Ryan was staring back down at him with a big grin. He inhaled deeply and did it once again, making it to nine seconds before he had to breathe. “See, you just need practice. Now, show me that hot ass of yours again. Bend over the bed” Ryan commanded. “Yes, sir” Jon said. He laid his chest on the mattress and his knees were on the floor. He was worried since he couldn’t see what Ryan was going to do. Moments later, he felt two hands pull has ass apart and then Ryan spat on his hole. This was different than all of the other times he had been fucked. His ex usually had him on all fours, lubed up his cock and then dropped some lube on his hole and then pushed in. He could feel the cool air on his wet hole and then felt the hot breath blow on it. Ryan buried his face in Jon’s butt, attacking the taint and Jon’s hole with his tongue. Jon jumped but then felt a firm hand slap his ass. Ryan ate and sucked on the hole and was surprised that for as little experience that Jon had he did know how to clean his hole out. Moans were coming out of Jon and the pitch changed as he experienced each new way that Ryan’s tongue could pleasure him. He wiggled and pushed his ass back, wanting to feel the sensations even deeper. Suddenly Ryan sat back and the cool air once again hit his hole. Jon felt empty. He wanted Ryan’s tongue back working on his pussy. Instead, he felt one of Ryan’s fingers rub round the pucker and then push in. This too was a new feeling and when Ryan pushed a second finger in he began moaning again. Then a third finger squeezed in. This was much bigger than his ex’s cock and the twisting and pushing felt really different. His moans now alternated with whimpers. Jon had always loved getting fucked. He was always mesmerized by the feelings as a cock would fuck in and out of his hole. He would stay still and just concentrate on the feeling. Usually his ex would fuck a while and either cum in the condom or the lube would wear off and then the pleasure turned to pain for Jon and he would make his ex pull out and masturbate until he came all over Jon’s back. Ryan pulled his fingers back and squirted some lube into the slightly gaping hole before he pushed his fingers back in. “You’ve been a naughty bottom boy, haven’t you. I feel cum inside you. You’ve let all those other guys fuck you bare and then cum inside you,” Ryan said with a smirk. He gave a few more strokes with his fingers before pulling them out and then moving in. He slicked his cock up with a little more lube and then tapped his bare cock on Jon’s hole. “NO!” Jon said and then added “They all used condoms. I always use condoms. They just said they used a lot of lube since I’m tight.” Ryan chuckled, realizing that Jon had actually continued the role play. “Yeah, a lot of guys use that excuse. They fucked you raw and then bred you. No need for me to waste a condom if they didn’t,” Ryan said as he pushed in. “Oh my god. No. Please!” Jon said as he felt the cock slide into his hole and then pop past the ring. It did feel different and he knew that Ryan’s cock was longer and thicker than his ex’s, yet seemed to go in so much easier. The fear and panic quickly disappeared as Ryan rocked his hips and filled more and more of Jon’s cunt with cock. Ryan dripped a little more lube on his cock before he started to really drill in. Jon let Ryan fuck him and once again was concentrating on the feeling in his hole from the shaft pumping in and out of his ass. He was frozen on the bed and floor while Ryan fucked him. Whack! Ryan slapped his ass, leaving a large red mark. “Come on, work that ass. Show me you like getting fucked” Ryan said. Jon was shaken out of his trance. “Do what?” he asked. Whack! “Do it! Work your hole around my cock” Ryan said. He tried to squeeze his hole but wasn’t sure that Ryan could feel it. “More! And rock those hips back” Ryan said. That he knew he could do, so Jon pushed his chest off the bed and pushed back against Ryan’s inward thrust. Suddenly he realized he was really part of the fuck. The sensations got stronger as Ryan’s cock pounded into him and he pushed into Ryan. Jon’s cock was still rock hard and now he was feeling Ryan’s balls slap into his. Ryan hammered in several times and then pulled his cock all the way out, leaving Jon pushing back against air. “Don’t want to cum just yet… Get up on the bed on your back, leaving your ass over the edge” Ryan said. Shocked at the sudden emptiness, Jon did as he was told without thinking. All he wanted was to feel that cock back inside him. Ryan rolled him back on his shoulders and said “Grab your legs, pull em back” as he tapped his cock against the open hole. Ryan looked down at Jon and smiled, pushing his bare cock back inside. “Oh fuck!” Jon exclaimed as every inch slid into his hole. Ryan’s hips rolled and he started fucking faster and faster while leaning over between Jon’s legs. He reached forward and twisted Jon’s nipples and felt Jon’s hole clamp down on his cock. His moans and grunts got louder and louder as did Jon’s, anyone walking by the room would know that someone was getting fucked. Fifteen minutes of pounding and Ryan knew his time was up. His balls were pulled tight to his body and his cock was throbbing with each stroke. He looked down at Jon and locked eyes with him. He saw Jon in total bliss and said “I’m gonna breed you.” Jon nodded, unable to do much else but enjoy the new feelings. Ryan thrust his cock in deep and felt his cock pulse as shot after shot of charged seed pumped into Jon’s unsuspecting chute. He slammed his cock in twice more as the last spurts of cum filled the sloppy hole. Ryan stood there staring back at Jon for a few more moments and then pulled his cock out and lowered Jon’s legs. He grabbed Jon’s shorts and wiped the cum off his cock and went over and put his clothes on. Jon was still panting on his bed, stunned at what just happened. “Hey, you want me to leave the door open so the other guys can take a turn on that great ass of yours?” Ryan said as he slowly opened the dorm room door. Jon replied “No, I’m done for tonight. I hope we can do it again some time.” “Yeah, that turned out a lot better than I thought it would. Same time tomorrow. You’re going to make a good cum dump” Ryan said as he walked through the door.

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).

Part 19 - The Plan Takes Shape It had been a hard few days sat with the architects and tomorrow they would come up with the new draft plans. Daniel's father David was flying in today for a couple of days to make sure the plans looked sound after all he co-signed the finances and agreed the budgets for renovation and builds. The evening was clear with a bright moon casting it's glow through the palm trees, Daniel and Jordan sat one side of the table whilst Lucy and David the other on the veranda of their suite. David looked between Jordan and Daniel "You two seem to be completely different here, relaxed and happy". Daniel smiled "I think we just both love being in Barbados and together father". David laughed "Like father like son. This is also where I proposed to your mother". Lucy giggled "Well actually it was on the beach but on a night very much like this". It was such a perfect evening, Lucy and David were happy from just the looks on Daniel's face. As the boys left to go back to their suite David turned to Lucy. "Do you have any idea who you will get to run this place?" as he took her hand and sat in the swing seat. Lucy kissed him "Yes and I think you know who I have in mind, but we will wait until after thanksgiving". "Why then?" he asked curiously. "Well we have thanksgiving with Nicky and Kit, then I think we will come here for a week and do it then" she replied. David stood up and looked down at Lucy "Come on wifey I want to take you to bed!". They breakfasted together at Lucy and David's suite as the architects were meeting them here at 10am. Daniel hoping that it would not take all day as we wanted some beach time this afternoon. Lucy told Jordan that next week he had to meet the British Embassy in Bridgetown to get his right to work visa for the UK processed, the downside was they would both have to stay on for another week, Daniel and Jordan pretended to pull upset faces whilst grinning. It wasn't long before the architects arrived and the plans were laid out and they all sat down around the table in the suite lounge area. The current Orchid Wing was first under the spotlight, some of the larger suites would be rebuilt as club rooms and the two Salinger Orchid suites would be made in to 4 rooms with private pool. Lucy took her pen and wrote at the top of the plan 'Club By Salinger', Daniel looked up at his mother and said it was perfect, Lucy smiled and said it was Steve's suggestion. Overall the Club By Salinger wing would have 25 rooms in the redesign. The new Orchid Wing plan looked amazing but there were now 28 suites Jordan noticing this pointed to 3 large 2 bedroom suites with private pools to the far end directly on the beach. Lucy explained they would be the most exclusive suites similar to the Salinger Orchid suite they were in now, he also noticed that the garden suites had gone and were now all pool facing, he took a pencil and suggested they were called Salinger Orchid suites, Orchid Pool suite, Orchid Beach suites and Orchid suite. Lucy and David both nodded and Daniel was happy for once to be taking a back seat. The plan was signed off and finances agreed and work would start rebuilding Saffron Cove in December. Daniel stood and proclaimed that it was beach time, Lucy and David only to happy to put work down for a few hours joined them on the beach. The few days that David and Lucy spent in Barbados with Daniel and Jordan had been the most amazing time. Jordan had come to realise that Daniel loved his parents very much, and it would break Lucy's heart if he stepped back from the business. From that moment he envisioned his life with Daniel and how great it would be if it was here in Barbados, he smiled to himself and went over to say good bye to Lucy and David as they were flying back to the UK. "We will see you at the end of next week, Jordan don't forget the embassy visit" Lucy reminded him. Jordan gave her a kiss and hug "Thank you Lucy". "I will get the flights to LA sorted out and then we can fly down here for a couple of weeks" Lucy said to them all. Daniel kissed his mother "Is Sarah and Darren coming out as well?" he asked about his sister. Lucy laughed "Don't be silly, you know she doesn't like the heat so much and they are going to Darren's parents". Daniel looked disappointed "We must see them when we are back in the UK, Jordan hasn't met them yet". She ruffled his hair "Why don't you see if Steve and Callum can join us". "That would be great, thank you mother" Daniel cheered up. Lucy turned to Jordan "And see if your parents can make it down here as well as our guests". "I am sure they would love to" Jordan replied. "Oh, one other thing Sofie is off to LA tomorrow do you boys mind running the hotel for a week?" Lucy asked them. Jordan replied straight away "Of course I think we can manage a week okay" laughing as he said it. Sofie appeared and said good bye and the three of them watched Lucy and David head off in the limo. Daniel intrigued by the last minute request probed Sofie, all she would say is that Lucy had asked her to manage the refurbishment of the LA hotel. She told Daniel and Jordan that she would pop by the suite in the morning to hand over. Daniel and Jordan returned to the beach to catch the last few rays of the day, they laughed about the enormous task of coordinating all the family and friends to join them. Surprisingly Jordan's parents said yes immediately, Steve and Callum initially said yes but would need to confirm the following day. Finally the sun disappeared beyond the horizon, they laid there at the water's edge relaxing at the tranquillity. The last few guests disappeared back up to the hotel, Cael finished locking the bar area up and waved good bye and disappeared as well. Jordan put his arm around Daniel and kissed him then suggested they have one last swim before dinner. Jordan dived in and Daniel followed, he looked back at the deserted beach, the only sounds was the sea lapping against the shore gently. Daniel floated on his back looking up at the looming night sky as Jordan watched him, slowly he made his way over in between his legs and Daniel let out a giggle at the feeling of Jordan grabbing his legs and pulling him closer until their crotches touched and rubbed against each other. Daniel grabbed Jordan's arms his legs closed around Jordan's waist pulling himself in to an upright position, his arms moved around Jordan's neck, their mouths only inches apart and slightly opening and their lips met and tongues dived for prime position. The lovers kissed against the dusk, two silhouettes embraced with total love for each other, Jordan moved his arm down around Daniel's arse and then freeing his cock and holding it he pulled Daniel's trunks to one side. Daniel opened his eyes wide in surprise as he felt the head of Jordan's cock slipping inside him, Jordan quickly glanced around checking the beach was still deserted. A moan escaped Daniels lips as Jordan penetrated him fully, slowly thrusting up he began to make love to Daniel in the Caribbean Sea. Daniel responded by kissing him urgently but with such tenderness that only intimate lovers could share. Daniel threw his head back and arched his back away from Jordan in the throws of ecstasy, he gasped and cried quietly as his action caused his arse to sink deeper on to Jordan's undulating hips. Jordan looked lovingly in to Daniel's eyes as his cock pulsated erratically as he tried to hold his orgasm back for a while longer, it was futile as he wanted his lover now 'oh baby' he whispered as he shot his seed deep. Daniel panted in tune to the pulsing cock making small moans of pleasure, he levered his arms pulling himself back up to Jordan's face and kissed him deep. Jordan sank to his knees and only their heads were visible above the water kissing each other passionately. Daniel eased himself off Jordan's cock and adjusted his speedos back in place, his hand finding Jordan's cock stowed it gently back in to his speedos. Daniel whispered 'love you so much Jordy' and quickly swam back to shore, Jordan swam around for another 10 minutes. Daniel watching from his sitting position at the waters edge his body still tingled from Jordan's touch, there was no doubt in his head that he had to be with Jordan. A tear trickled down his cheek from the emotions he was feeling, he loved being here and he loved Jordan without any shadow of a doubt. He recalled when Jordan jokingly said to marry him he spoke quietly more to himself but at Jordan who was still swimming 'not then but I would now with all my heart'. Jordan swam to shore looking at Daniel's figure sat alone on the beach, he could just make out the look of a person in love on his face. He sat next to Daniel and in no time their arms wrapped around each other as they kissed and rolled back on to the sand making out for a few minutes. They laid there holding each other tenderly kissing and looking at each other, there was no need for words. They walked back to their suite holding hands and collapsed on the bed naked falling asleep immediately. Sofie appeared at the door of the suite at 10am, Jordan jumped out of the bed after Daniel let him go and threw on a robe. Anderson was laying breakfast outside on the veranda and Sofie stood in the lounge giggling. "Sorry I didn't mean to get you out of bed Jordan" she said trying to put a more business like face on. Jordan looking slightly embarrassed laughed "We were just having a lay in and didn't realise the time". Daniel appeared "Morning Sofie, join us for coffee" rubbing his eyes trying to focus. "Your father said you would probably be up to no good" Sofie giggled again as she walked out on to the veranda. Daniel sat at the table and looked at Sofie "So why are you off to LA?". "Lucy asked if I would oversee the refurbishment of the new hotel" she replied looking at both of them. Daniel leaned forward "Your not fooling me Sofie, spill the beans". "Hmm" Daniel pondered "I expect Adam is happy about that?" he asked. "Well so so, he is annoyed he won't get his long weekends in Barbados..." she stopped mid sentence. Daniel laughed "Your going to run the hotel aren't you?". Sofie held up her hands "Maybe, I am not sure yet though" trying to back track quickly. Daniel shook his head smiling "So what's install for us this week?" changing the subject back to work. Sofie pushed the folder over to Jordan "Pretty busy and Salinger Orchid 2 is occupied tomorrow for 5 days". Daniel looked surprised "Who is staying there?". Jordan opened the folder to the VIP section and looked amazed "No way?". Sofie nodded "Yes, on his own as well, apparently he is a singer". Daniel looked at the name on the list "Samuel Smith as in Sam Smith?". "Yes, he has heard how private the Orchid Wing is which is why he is coming here" Sofie replied. Daniel finished his coffee "I need a shower back in a few minutes". Sofie waited then looked at Jordan "There is something else Jordan but this is between us". Jordan gave Sofie a curious look "Okay". "Lucy wants you to take over most of the management for this week to see how you get on" she confided in him. Jordan nodded "Right, it's a big thing but let's see if I can do it". Sofie smiled "Good, Danny will be getting a text from Lucy later today telling him, he doesn't know yet". "What are you two talking about?" Daniel asked feeling refreshed from his shower. Jordan watched Daniel sit down "Sam Smith, some of his music" he quickly answered. Sofie finished off the hand over telling them she was leaving at midday, Jordan headed off for a shower and to make himself look a little more presentable than the bathrobe he was wearing. When he returned he noticed Daniel smiling whilst looking at his phone, it looked as though the text from Lucy had arrived. They walked through to the main hotel entrance to see Sofie off, the rest of the day went by without any incident with Daniel insisting Jordan took the seat in the GM office. They dined in the main restaurant that evening partly to check on quality, Jordan having learnt from Daniel applied his own unique brand of managing the staff with great success. He was gaining their trust just as they did with Sofie and the family, all of which made his job much easier. The following day Daniel spent most of the day checking the rooms in the main hotel for maintenance and upkeep, Jordan had run the heads of department meeting and was on his way to the Salinger Orchid 2 suite to make sure it was ready for the guest. After all they were paying top dollar to stay in the Orchid Wing. Satisfied everything was perfect he spoke to Morgan the butler that had been assigned to look after Sam during his stay, he asked Morgan to sanity check the bedroom and bathroom one last time to ensure he was satisfied. Jordan checked over the veranda and plumped the cushions again, his work phone beeped and saw their VIP was 10 minutes away. Calling out to Morgan to meet him at the Orchid Wing reception in 5 minutes, he sent a message to Daniel who responded to say he was on his way. "Nervous Jordy?" Daniel asked as they stood waiting in the courtyard out front. Jordan smiled "More so about meeting him than anything else, I just hope everything is perfect". The limo swung in to the courtyard and Morgan opened the door "Welcome to the Salinger Barbados Retreat". Jordan stepped forward as Sam exited the limo "Good Afternoon Mr Smith and welcome I am Jordan the General Manager". Sam smiled noticing how hot looking Jordan was "Thank you, glad to finally be here" and shook Jordan's hand. "Your luggage will be taken to the suite and unpacked for you by Morgan your butler" Jordan informed him. Sam glanced over his shoulder "I was told the suite hotel was private, I hope my privacy is respected." Jordan smiled "Of course Mr Smith, the Orchid Wing is an entirely private hideaway if that's what you seek". Sam smiled "Please call me Sam" they walked up towards the entrance. Jordan looked around but Daniel had slipped out of view "If you will Sam, the concierge will meet us at the suite". They chatted about the hotel and weather as they made their way to Sam's suite, Jordan also told him the beach was also private but open to all guests, if he didn't want anyone to know he was here the Orchid Wing pool terrace and the suites own pool and terrace would be ideal. Jordan left Sam with Morgan and the concierge to check him in. Sam ate dinner in his suite and had an early night. Daniel and Jordan sat quietly cuddled up on the veranda, Daniel had told Jordan he did brilliantly with the VIP. Daniel and Jordan decided to call it a day and went to bed, both exhausted and tired but Jordan still wanted to and did make love to his Daniel.

yeah i have had several guys whore me out like this.a few were boyfriends, one was an uncle and a couple i never met.even had a dirty little highschool gayboy who loved that he could set me up to get fucked by guys and i would meet them and let them fuck me raw no questions asked without ever seeing any pics.i have done this both as a free fucktoy and a pimped out whore.love them both.

PART 4 The Brotherhood Mark scheduled my coming out party to be held the next weekend, assuring me several of his poz and proud buddies would work my hole, leaving me with a new appreciation of the phrase ‘sore ass’. Mark also instructed me to avoid sex for the upcoming week so when the big party arrived I was certain to be beside myself in sexual frustration. The week slowly passed, and I did my best to comply with Mark’s instruction, but doing so was more of a challenge than I anticipated as repeatedly I found myself fully erect at precisely the wrong moment, and as beating-off not an option, I could only try to distract myself so I through myself into work, and in due course Friday night had arrived, and once home and cleaned-up, I made the trek to Mark’s house, heart-in-hand. Mark met me at the door to his place, and without a word, blind-folded me, and led me down into his dungeon where he ordered me to don a pair of chaps, a leather vest and a cod piece – which was not surprisingly a bit harder than would have been the case had I been able to see what I was doing, but blind-folded, it was a decided challenge. Where there’s a will, there is, however, a way, and when I was finally dressed as instructed, Mark assisted me in getting into the sling. Later I realized Mark had slid a leather-topped table under the sling, which was to serve as an altar of sorts. The smell of leather permeated the air in the basement, and Mark gave me something to ingest that added to my sense of euphoria. My cock was struggling to rise to the occasion, but the cod piece limited the options, even when something cold was inserted into my ass. While I couldn’t identify whatever the item was that had penetrated my hole, I was quite sure that whatever it was, it was steadily increasing in both length and girth, stretching my hole to new dimensions. Just when I was certain my ass would be permanently damaged, the device reached full size, only to emit a lubricant into my ass, thoroughly smearing the walls of my ass. “Welcome to your coming-out party,” Mark intoned, deftly removing the blindfold from my eyes. Although the light was somewhat dim, still my eyes struggled to adapt to the light-level in the basement, particularly as the only lights were from large red candles strategically positioned throughout the room, but in the mirror on the wall behind my feet I could distinctly see the device in my ass, a silver speculum, which was stretching my hole to frighteningly unbelievable width. A cloud of incense wafting around the dungeon lent the air of a dream world where I floated amidst a host of leather men, dressed in a variety of leather hoods of differing design. The leatherman closest to me approached and asked "Do you wish to enter into our Brotherhood?” “YES, SIR,” was my immediate response. He continued, asking “Do you understand this is the Brotherhood of Proud Poz HIV-loving Leathermen?” “Oh, absolutely, Sir, and I’m grateful for the opportunity to join the Brotherhood.” “Let us begin,” he answered, and with that the leathermen began groping, kneading each other’s crotch, and deep kissing each other, even though each was wearing a full hood. Fuck, the scene was thrilling. Five Leathermen demonstrating the highest level of lust and debauchery that comes naturally only to the most depraved men. Each man opened his cod piece and to the man, each was stunningly well built: five magnificent, fully erect, manly, poz cocks were on display to me. This was not, however, a dream, no, it was reality, a point that became clear when each man stepped close to me, presenting me with a close-up of the cock that would I would be expected to service. The leatherman who opened the ceremony continued, saying “You will address me as MR MR. You have asked to enter into the Poz Leather Brotherhood. The seed of the brothers will complete your communion with us.” Someone removed the cod piece I had been wearing. Without the touch of anyone, myself in particular, I was at full erection. The five brothers surrounded me, each man’s poz cock drooling pre-cum at a surprising rate, only to virtually simultaneously shoot his hot poz seed all over my cock, which corresponding shot a load such as I had never before experienced, so the amount of sperm coating my crotch was amazing. I was no less thrilled when each of the men bent over to lick some of the combined loads that coated my crotch, only to plant on my lips the Kiss of Poz Cum, the Kiss of Death. The sweetness and intimacy of this experience was beyond any casual sex I had previously enjoyed, and I yearned to enter even more deeply into the ranks of the depraved. Joe, one of the other leathermen, presented me with what appeared to be a white popsicle, which he applied to my lips and tongue. The texture and taste told me it was a cumsicle. Smiling with no little pride, Joe explained “This was made from the combined cum of all your brothers. Savor our poz loads.” Damn, it was the best treat I had ever eaten, and as it dissolved in my mouth, Joe murmured “This is just the beginning. Wait until we feed your asshole our poz seed.” My ass twitched in excited anticipation of the breeding to come. To be continued.

As I had been told, the following weekend I met Joe, and he, Mark and I had a very intense weekend. Joe arrived at about 8:00 PM on Friday evening, greeting Mark and me with a bear hug. Just looking at him, my cock twitched with excitement, especially as his cock was bulging in his tight 501 Levi jeans. He was about 6' 2", was nicely built, had a full head of dark, even black hair, as well as a full black beard. Just my type. Mark led us down into the dungeon where we had a few drinks while watching the TIM film, Viral Loads. Seated between Mark and Joe, two hot leather men, my cock involuntarily got harder and harder. Noticing as much, and gauging I was ready, Mark pushed my head down onto Joe’s lap, ordering me to “Lick the wet spot on my buddy’s crotch.” Of course I was more than willing to do so. Joe opened his jeans and extracted his seven inch cock, which was, as I suspected, already hard. I devoured every inch. Mark, meanwhile, managed to rip a hole in the ass of my jeans, and vigorously fingered my hole with two fingers, and then even managed to place a wet kiss on my ass lips. Damn, my hole wanted to get more and more, and both Joe and Mark were just the men to give me what I wanted. Picking me up, Joe carried me to his sling where he expertly restrained me. This was the same sling where I had my ass had received its first poz load from Mark. Now it was time to willingly take more of his highly toxic cum deep into my ass. I had been anticipating this second baptism the entire week, and damn, my hole was more than ready. Before this would happen, however, Mark ordered me to worship his poz seed, and I was to accomplish that through the respectful worship of his cock, which he facilitated by standing directly behind my head, and allowing me to lick his soft cock and balls, sporadically, however, withdrawing from my reach, teasing me, urging me to describe the desire I felt for his manly member. The courtly language of the past sprung to mind, and seemed to suit the occasion: “Your cock is the erotic gifter of the pleasures I seek,” and “Let your member speak to me, and return my lust,” and again, “Oh sir, fill me with your cock and leave with me your toxic poz seed.” Slowly, with the dignity the occasion merited, Mark's cock rose to its full dignity, which, of course, turned-on Joe, who all this time had been preparing my ass with a large dildo which he inserted into my body through the hole Mark had ripped in the seat of my jeans. My cock, meanwhile, strained against my jeans, leaking pre-cum in generous quantities, which soaked through the jeans, and led Mark to pull my jeans off, and, securing my cock by the base to discourage further erection, he snapped a leather cod piece on my cock. Both leather men continued to use my body, Mark, by fucking my face, and Joe by rubbing his cock up and down my ass crack, teasing my hole with his juicy dock head. Man, I was so fuckin’ horny. Perhaps thinking of the film we had been watching, Joe then used a baster to squirt a generous quantity of cum into my ass, confirming my unspoken question, that yes, it was poz cum. Just to add to the experience, Mark then slid a frozen cum popsicle into my mouth, which, in softening, left me feeling totally immersed in toxic poz cum: toxic poz cum dripping into my hole, and no less erotic, toxic poz cum was melting in my mouth. “It’s now time for you to receive more of my highly toxic cum,” Mark intoned, and apparently having choreographed the move, Mark and Joe moved the portable sling over to the leather breeding table, and in a deft movement, Mark slid a chrome speculum into my hungry hole, which made it easy for him to squeeze the contents of a condom into my cavity. I was gratified when Mark casually remarked the poz seed he was now giving me was from Joe, and that it constituted no less than four loads. As the last drops of Joe’s load disappeared into my hole, Mark removed the speculum, and inserted his magnificent, toxic gifter cock. My cock throbbed under its leather cod piece, and my hole was on fire. Mark’s cock felt so good. My ass muscles tightened around his cock, welcoming it, pleading with it to plunge deeper, ever deeper. Mark, however, was not one to be hurried, and established his own pace in splitting me open. Slowly, gradually, Mark moved deeper, ignoring my pleas that he plunge in balls-deep. Joe, meanwhile, was not one to stand aside idly, but rather he stood over my head, and slid his cock into my mouth, face-fucking me as only a leather man can carry off, his cock head drooling generous quantities of poz cum in the process, which told me he was approaching his climax, as was Mark, who groaned he was about to blow his toxic poz load into my hole – poz seed for both my willing and desirous mouth and my no less willing and desirous ass. Just then, as I thought Joe was about to blow his load deep in my throat, he withdrew his cock from my mouth and managed to order to me extend my tongue, which I did just in time for him to blow his load on my lips, face, chin and tongue. Oh man, his hot poz cum on my tongue, and while I was tempted to immediately relish it, Joe forestalled by action by immediately licking-up the stray drops of cum, and sharing all of it with me in a deep, all-encompassing kiss, a kiss that surely pushed Mark over the top, and he announced as much by yelling “Receive my poz load!” as he blew another deadly load in my hole.

Right there with you, with this day in age of PrEP. I don't understand why guys seekout to become poz, before PrEP was available I can understand the "just get it over with so I dont have to fear it anymore" I view seeking out HIV or purposely self destructively going unmedicated like I view a sucidal alcoholic drinking themselves to death, very very sad, and something upstairs is very wrong. I view people who are poz and not on meds so they can specifically poz other people, esp people who are obvious to their status/the lie. that is incredibly malicious and IMO guys who do that are complete scumbags, borderline serial killer mentality. When I read about people on here wanting to contract a Trudava resistant strain so they can specifically poz us guys who are on PrEP, Im literally sick to my stomach. What in the actual fuck? Why ? Incredibly selfish and homicidal like behaviour.

Hooked up with two separate guys from A4A last night. First was a young thuggish guy. Cute but a little chubbier than his pics. Things were a little awkward at first, but once I had his cock in my mouth everything went fine! He was thick, slightly curved 8" with a nice mushroom head. He got rock hard really fast and really got into fucking my mouth. He got more verbal the more excited he got, which is a real turn on. He kept making me tell him how much I loved sucking his big black cock. I told him how much I wanted his cock in my ass. He made me tell him several times before he took the hint. I was already on all fours, so he told me to stay still as he moved around behind, and swiftly mounted me. I had a fresh bottle of poppers and took a big hit as she forced himself into me. It took him a while to get completely inside, but once he did he started fucking fast and hard. His cock slamming into me felt great. He demanded that I stroke my cock while he was fucking me and really wanted me to cum, but I had already decided I wanted to get at least one more cock in me before the evening was out so I managed to keep from cumming, but he had me really turned on so it was close. Once he shot his load inside me I got him out the door as fast as possible so I could move on. Second was a slightly older but really good looking black guy with a great body. He disrobed as soon as he got in the door. he had a big, thick cock, at least 9.5". I sucked him for a while, but that part wasn't as fun as the first guy. It was a beautiful cock, but I couldn't get it to stay consistently hard. I was starting to get worried he wasn't going to be able to stay hard enough to fuck me when he asked if I was ready to get fucked. "Sure" I said, hoping in his confidence in his ability to follow through. He took position behind me and slapped his cock against my ass repeatedly to get it hard. Eventually it was stiff enough to do the job and he slid inside. Once inside he came to full attention and had no problem maintaining. He fucked me in long hard stokes and had me moaning and groaning like a bitch in heat in no time. After a while I started to feel myself getting worn out and took another big hit of poppers for strength. It felt like his cock kept getting bigger inside me as he got closer to climax. After he shot deep inside of me I collapsed on the bed, barely conscious as he pulled out. Fortunately he got himself out the door pretty quickly and I drifted off to sleep.

My ass every time

Bit different for me. Bottom's profile I usually consider are those where the bottom clearly describes himself as insatiable cumdump. I want you to show me you're a fucking slut. You better be a no loads refused kind of guy, ready to take on multiple dicks. I want to hear your hunger for cum, your lust for dicks. I want to know I am going to fuck a greedy whore, ready to do anything to please me and others. If you top that with a cum leaking mancunt pic, then you're surely going to catch my attention. Make me want to breed you slut!

Arriving at Fort Troff Manifest4U in Atlanta on Saturday night I had no clear intentions for the evening, other than to cum hard. My visit to the sling room revealed a mix of fucking and fisting scenes, some of which were hot and drew me in. After that I walked back to the entry hall and saw two of the hottest guys ever taking off their street clothes to reveal matching backless singlets, one in red and other other in blue. I observed them from time to time being approached aggressively by guys and politely brushing them off as they were just getting acclimated and their front pouches weren't even swelling yet. As they were warming up, I found myself next them and started whispering to each of them individually. The guy in red was 30, blonde (with a soft blonde beard), sunburned, inked and muscular with super broad shoulders. The guy in blue was 22, brown, swarthy, clean shaven, muscular and sported two recently pierced nipples and a small gauge PA. Both said they were just friends but I sensed they were developing feelings. I noticed that blue guy liked it when red guy nuzzled his neck so I took my place on his other side and he reached for my cock, which was positioned behind him. Once he started pushing his muscly ass back against me I started aiming for his hole. After blue and red guys conversed, blue guy said I could fuck him with a rubber. Willing to play it his way at first, I bagged up and while applying lube, I noticed that his beautiful ass was already creamy and he admitted getting bred earlier by red guy as they anticipated the event. After fucking him for a few minutes with a growing audience, I asked if I could fuck him raw like red guy did. He said yes but that we'd have to do it in private because he did't wan't anyone to see him get fucked BB. We found a stall with a door and walked, then he handed me a rubber. I slapped it to the floor, spun him around and started kissing his neck again from behind. With this he said that I could fuck him raw if I would pull out to cum and if he could fuck me after. I would have said yes to anything at that point and entered him gently. He whimpered a lot and said he was new to bottoming but loved it. Once his ass was stretching comfortably around my raw cock he started to push back and urged me to pound him then pull out. I could hear my balls slapping his ass, feel my hips rebounding off his bodacious ass muscles and without thinking about it my hands started punching his hot triceps which were bigger than expected on a slim guy. I was so attracted to him that my cock felt like it was on fire. I told him that i wanted to plant my five-day load soon and he said that he wanted it but I should pull out. As I kept thrusting in him i said that I was going to cum soon and that he would get creamed unless he told me to pull out now. He begged me to keep fucking him every time I said I was close to blasting my five-day load. We were both moaning when the pulsing started deep inside me and was soon flooding inside him. After the bliss started to subside I asked him if he wanted to go and clean up. He said no, it's your turn to take my cock. I was surprised but a deal is a deal. I had cleaned out before but not pre-lubed so I left to get my ass greased up. When I came back he was in the next stall which had no door. He spun me around this time and aggressively stabbed my tight unused ass with his huge thick pierced raw cock, my first PA fuck. I saw stars but I there was a growing audience watching so I swallowed my screams. In the audience were red guy and others who I had topped before, all watching me used a BB cunt. Little did they know that my load was swimming deep in him while he did it. I received an intense but quiet fuck and started to feel warm inside as he ripped my hole wide open. I reached back to tweak his sore pierced nips thinking it might make him cum faster/harder before my ass was totally destroyed. I felt stimulation from the PA but was not sure if he came in me until we headed down the hall to clean up and I felt his load running down my legs. After more action topping different guys, I came upon the red and blue backless singlet guys again in a room and we had some more fun nuzzling and whispering. I held red guy in place as a fourth guy came in the room and started fucking him. Then I held blue guy in place while red guy fucked him. Blue guy told red guy that he was fucking in my cum, which didn't seem to deter their budding romance at all. I'd love to get in the middle of these guys again and see how their romance is developing.

Barenekkid, You know that raw slutty guys can attract other raw slutty guys very quickly, especially in dark rooms! Must be something in the air - LOL! OINK!

Love being used in dark rooms. Nothing to see. Just the feeling of raw cocks using my hole and dumping their loads. Makes me feel like such a slut. I love feeling slutty.

I love where this is going...

Jess' birthday was in September. Thad and I made it a special for him with a gang bang after which we locked his cock in a chastity cage, which we decided wouldn't won't come off him M.A.L. in January. We were on a tight schedule for Folsom Street Fair as Thad my BF had to catch a flight to Vietnam and Jess had to be back in school. We left NYC on late on Friday and were staying at Max's place which is a few blocks from Mr-S. Max took my fisting cherry when I was 19 at I.M.L Saturday we took Jess to Mr-S, leaving him there as I went to buy some toys. Jess seemed happy looking at all the eye candy, getting himself gawked over, and being grouped as he was fresh meat. As Jess was not yet 21, there were only a few places we could take him, but still he had fun. Still, the real fun would occur on Sunday. If you have never been to Folsom Street about 250,000 people, show up and do almost anything you want on the street in public. Jess spent some time in the puppy mosh pit having a blast. At one point we asked Master Tiano to flog Jess, after which, his ass and back being bright red from the flogging, and while still on an endorphin high, we took Jess to the sidewalk. It was time for Thad and me to have some fun with Jess. We pulled out his pup tail and started to fuck him as Max came by and asked if he could get his dick sucked by Jess, with the result Jess was spit-roasted and gagged on Max's dick, which was pierced with a P.A. When Max asked if he could dump a load into Jess I reasoned "Why not? Maybe one day Max will have end-up with his hand up Jess' hole, perhaps even as deeply as Max's had had been when he fisted me.

So before I head to my local bathouse I post online that I'm heading there to take loads on some local boards to drum up some attention. One guy in particular I see checking out my posts is a big black handsome gentleman. I've seen his photos and when I see him at the bathouse he never acknowledges me or even says any words or eye contact, very mysterious even when I say hello. One time I got there, got naked and showered to keep cool in the hot darkroom and I ended up following my mysterious friend into the darkroom. I get lots of guys feeling my ass and cock, a few guys stick their cocks in my hole and a few fuck me against the wall. Then I feel my big black gentleman come up from behind me and put an arm around my chest and grab my shoulder and pulls me close to his warm body. I feel his other hand rub and grab my smooth hairless ass cheeks, balls and cock. He slowly inserts a finger one by one into my already used hole. He has some lube or sometimes uses his spit to get my hole even wetter while holding me tight against his body. I feel other men also feeling my ass and cock. Sometimes a mouth is on my hard cock as he's fingering my hole. Other times other men start fucking me. I cannot get away as he has total control of my body. Sometimes as I get fucked as he milks my cock with his hand. I am usually about to squirm and bust a load right there and then but he still has control. I feel other men unload inside me as they do he fingers my hole and pushes their loads back inside, sometimes letting me lick his fingers before another cock get deep. He never fucks or sucks me and won't let me work his cock. He just controls me to the point of exhaustion! When I leave the darkroom I feel spent and satisfied to the point of happiness. I shower to cool down and then head back inside to get captured again by my big man and lent out to as many cocks as he can find that night in the dark.

Got a new roommate this month. He came home around 11:30 a bit tipsy. He put on some grey sweats and I noticed a nice thick cock so I started to lay my trap. We sat on the couch, drank some more then I moved in to suck his dick. No kissing, no cuddling. Just me sucking, then we move to my bedroom and he filled my tight hole!

This is what I get for not reading the thread. OK, sounds like you're ditching the guy because he's unattractive to you physically and has a personality you don't care for. So here's the thing: it costs you zero to be civil to other people in our community. If you see him out and about, you can smile, nod, and move on. If you see him in the right context, like a bar or whatever, you can politely make small talk for a couple minutes before excusing yourself to go get another drink or something. If he hits on you, you obviously always have the right to say no. Be honest but polite. "Hey man, thanks, I'm flattered but we're not a good match," is fine. In the overwhelming majority of cases, that will be all there is to it. Now, obviously if it's heading in a different direction, if, say, he keeps trying to get in your pants after you've told him no, then yeah, deal with that firmly. If he keeps trying to socialize with you more than the acquaintance-level stuff I'm talking about here, then you can be polite but firm. "Please leave me alone," works if he's not taking the hint. But if you decide to treat him like shit just because he's overweight or shy or nerdy, that makes you the asshole. And others will see how you're acting. And you really do not want to have the reputation of being an asshole, especially when you are no longer young and pretty. Life is hard enough on all of us as it is. There's no call to go about making someone else's life even more difficult than it already is. Be friendly wherever you can be. It costs you nothing and will make you someone people really enjoy being around.

It wasn't long before I received multiple snapchats of my boy stripping in the parking structure of the gym. Good boy I thought to myself as I started to get ready for work. Before leaving for the office I grabbed an empty bottle, and a few water bottles. He will get every load today. I got in the car and realized that my ass was pretty sore, I can't believe I took a POZ load. The thought of it brought a uneasy feeling to my stomach, but at the same time, got me horny for converting Trevor. A few hours into work I had to piss, so I text Trevor, "I've got to piss, are you able to come?" his reply came quick, "I can't get there until 11am Sir." "Ok I'll bring the bottle to you, stay at work and I want you to drink it while sitting in my lap in my car." "Yes Sir" he answered. I pissed into the bottle by my car, and drove it to his work. He was waiting by his car in the structure for me, and when I parked he jumped in the passenger seat, kissed me deep, started to take his clothes off and smiling the whole time. I could see his chastity device through his jock strap and his cock was definitely trying to get hard. He finished stripping and tried to hop over the center console, "nuh, uh uh" I said. Out and around. His smile dropped a little, but he was quick to obey, he hopped out of the car and on his way to my side, I locked the doors. Trevor heard the locks, and his smile really faded. He started to look nervous, I started the car and put the car in reverse, moved it an inch and I saw him almost jump in embarrassment and nerves. I stopped the car, unlocked and he jumped in, grabbed my face and kissed me while straddling me. "You scared me so bad, thank you for not leaving Sir," he said looking into my eyes. "You're welcome slut, now drink up we both have to get back to work" He nodded and grabbed the bottle. He drank it down like he just ran a marathon, "wow boy, thirsty? should I have more next time?" He took the last gulp and laughed out of breath from drinking so fast. "I won't complain about that Sir" He kissed me and hopped out of the car, I locked it again, and he was not amused. He opened the other side, got in and started putting on the clothes. "Come up with any more rules yet?" I asked. "Yes Sir, a few" "Tell me one" "Well, you called me your boyfriend earlier, but we haven't been on a date before.." "and?" "Well, do you want a date night? Once a week? he asked. "You mean out in the public eye?" "yes, but if I may request we start away from this area, and then we can move closer and closer." "Yes we can do that, I'd like that." He reached across the console and kissed me again, "see you later". "I've never said bye to my toilet before" I replied with a wink. I watched him as he ran back to work, if I'm not crazy it looked a little more flamboyant than I remember. I drove back to work, and of course once I arrived I had to pee again. "I have to pee again", I texted him. "haha thats funny, I'll drink it when ever I can next, do you have a bottle?" he said. "yes I'll save it for later," I replied. The day dragged on, but by the end I had 4 bottles filled with piss. He will drink them tonight. When I got off work, I went straight to the house Trevor is watching, and like a good boy, he greeted me at my car, in a jock strap, kissed me and brought my bag in. When we got inside he handed me a list, at the top was date night. 1. Date night minimum 1 night per week unless I've had physical connection with my girlfriend, then up to you. 2. I'll unfollow, any instagram and twitter models that are female, so I don't get any stimulus from them. 3. I'll sign onto your iPad so you can monitor my conversations, especially with my gf, and punish me accordingly. 4. I'll go get my sperm checked, and freeze my sperm if it works just incase. 5. I get a tattoo of your choosing. "Wow boy, I like the list, that will definitely give me more control, I like the iPad idea. How's your ass feeling?" "I'm glad, and good, why do you ask Sir?" "Just wondering, I'm dying to put a load inside it, and here." I said handing him a bottle of piss, "grab me a beer, and take that plug out." I had him ride me as I sat in a chair, telling him to work his ass like a pro, and to drink my piss at the same time. He did great, beer never tasted so good. I almost came a couple times, I stopped him each time and grabbed another beer or two. I slapped his ass and told him to go grab whats in the large compartment in my bag. "Sir... This this is huge." he said holding the hollow plug. "I know, and its going in your ass right now, I'm going to use your ass like a urinal, turn around and on your hands and knees slut." He did as he was told, I put a dildo in the hollow plug to keep it more rigid, and slowly pressed it in. "you had nothing to fear, your slutty ass loved it and practically swallowed it whole, now get up and head to the bathroom." I followed his delicious ass to the bathroom and bent him over the tub. The sound of my piss filling his hole was one of the best sounds I'd ever heard, and his ass seemed to be endless. it took it all and even at the end I couldn't see any inside. I took the plug out and told him to let me know when he needed to let it go. It wasn't long before he was sitting on the toilet, letting it out as he sucked my cock. When he was done he got up and reached for the lever, "Wait!" I yelled. "Yes sir?" he seemed shocked at my yelling. "you were really cleaned out there babe" I said looking down into the toilet, a faint yellow tint to the water, otherwise nothing else showed. I grabbed his arm and turned him around twisting his arm behind his back, my other hand on the back of his head, put him on his knees. I looked around and saw a bottle of poppers on the counter. I grabbed them, placed it under his nose and after a big long inhale, I shoved his head into the toilet and fucked his gaping hole, he didn't fight too much, I felt his struggle and pulled him up for air. "More slut?" "Yes Sir" he managed to say between breaths. I shoved his head back in, his hair, my arm drenched in toilet water and piss, I didn't last long this time and came deep into his loose hole. I pulled his head out of the toilet, spit on his face, told him to clean up and meet me back out in the living room. I sat down, sipped a beer, thinking about how amazing my boy is, he is a champ, and I am not sure how he thinks he's straight anymore. I pulled out my iPad, and logged into a sex store website, looking at chastity devices. Trevor walked in and curled up next to me. "Did I upset you sir?" he asked a little sheepishly. "No, but I'm not going to pass up an opportunity to fuck a sluts hole while his heads in a toilet full of my piss. Did you like it?" "I did actually, I drank some of it" he laughed. "wha-!" I exclaimed giving him a playful slap, "you little slut. Pick out a smaller chastity device. If we're going to make you a total bottom with a worthless cock, it really needs to be worthless" I said grabbing his locked up cock squeezing his balls tightly. "Yes sir. I mailed the key by the way it should be there by this weekend when I see her." "good well I hope she doesn't use it" I said winking at him. "Lets go grab a drink somewhere" His eyes opened wide, "what should I wear sir?"

Oh dude your is one of the hottest stories I have ever read here. I am really envious of you. Anyway if I’m exhausted or fighting with too much stress I feel the same. Being pounded with no mercy, bred and so on. While I am feeling as a slut, my bad feelings and the work stress disappear. Therefore I am not alcoholic or drug addict but sex addict whore, is always hungry for cocks and loads.

Yesterday I went completely cum hungry nuts. I had a ton of work to get done and unfortunately stress leads me to trying to self soothe through being relentlessly pounded and bred. I taped he front door latch open so that anyone could walk straight into my apartment after I buzzed them in the front door and I could be waiting ass up in bed. I started the morning at about 9 AM with a fucking sexy, bearded, white, bear from BBRT who came over and licked my hole so sweetly and hungrily. He had a great thick cock and pounded me doggy style and shot in my hole. I, naturally, turned around to suck him clean which he got very excited about. He got even more excited when after he had been fingering my cummy hole I took his fingers in my mouth and ate some of his load off of them. He said "we are gonna get along just fine." He shot in me 2 more times in very quick succession and we've agreed that we should keep this up as he lives just down the street. 3 already. Within about a half hour I was hit up on Grindr by a toned, young, black guy just a 4 minute walk from me. I put my jeans on and could feel my cummy ass through them the whole walk. Got to his place and he had a nice dick and fucked me doggy style on his couch. He shot very fast cause I was so slippery already. Loads - 4. Got back to my apartment and another younger black guy hit me up on BBRT and he was over in about a half hour. I was waiting for him ass up in bed and the first thing he did was eat some of the cum from my hole. He loved tasting all of them and his tongue honestly felt amazing. He pounded me doggy and shot in my hole. Loads - 5. I took a break to get a small amount of work done but I was not satisfied yet. I got on BBRT and requested an invite to a sex part for the evening in the western burbs. I would be driving 45 minutes to get as many anonymous loads as I could. 20 minutes before I had to leave a very handsome, clean cut white man hit me up on Grindr. I asked if he would be cool with a pump and dump because I had to leave soon. He rode his bike over and he had the thickest dick I have seen in a very long time. It felt so good and was a very different sensation from being filled with a longer or more average sized cock. I loved being stretched width wise. He shot in me, as promised, extremely quickly. Loads-6. I drove the 45 minutes to the sex party and was so excited and nervous. This married couple are pros at this. Great set up and sex space in their basement. I stripped down to my jock and got on one of the mattresses with my ass up and my face down and buried. I got fucked by 3 guys in the first 15 minutes, 2 shot in me for sure, possible a 3rd. I took a break and watched a while but then resumed my position. Definitely got loaded by at least 2 or maybe 3 more guys and even had a bit of double penetration which I love. After an hour of riding cocks I was exhausted and spent so called it a night. Final load count - 10-11 I finally squeezed all these loads out of my hole into the tub so that I could see how much I had collected. It was so much cum. I was amazed. I love how fucking warm the puddle was and I couldnt help but pick it up again and rub it all over my hole and ass, fingering some back in. I was in heaven. I finally called it a night and woke up today sore but still horny... Trying to be productive and stay off the apps but damn... My hole is so fucking hungry all the time.

7 Chris drifted off to sleep with his legs folded over his head and Jay's body weight rested on top of him. All of sudden Jay's body started to move on top of Chris and woke him up. Chris looked up at Jay's face to see if he was up but Jay didnt open his eyes. But gradually Chris felt a heat rising deep inside of his core and soon it filled his entire inside and leaked out few drops when Chris smelled urine stink and squeezed his hole shut to stop any more leakage. As Chris tried to keep the liquid from leaking out of his hole, he felt his body sucking it deeper into his body. After Jay finished pissing into Chris' hole, his cock started to wake up and get harder. And Jay kept his cock buried deep in the piss filled hole and kept flexing it till it grew rock hard. All of sudden Jay got off Chris's body and yanked his cock out of the piss filled hole and made some piss splash out of the hole onto the floor. Chris tried to get on his feet to move but his legs were weak and he collapsed on the floor on the of the piss spill. Jay walked over to Chris and pushed his head down to the spill on the floor and rubbed it on it. By this time Chris inside was burning with hunger as the chemicals in the piss got absorbed into his blood stream. Chris placed a hand over his hole to stop the leaking and gradually as he absorbed more drugs, he started finger fucking his own hole. Jay was amused the change in Chris and decided to keep on pushing him to limit. Jay kicked and slapped Chris few times and told him he had to take the beating and humiliation if he wanted a cock. Jay had Chris keep on thanking and begging for more pain, humiliation, and cocks.

My motto connecting to this theme: the more the merrier. Two raw cock in my both holes. And as the fucker pushes me forward, go the other cock deeper into my throat. Perfect

i have taken several thousand loads from hundreds n hundreds of men.i often take over a hundred loads in a good week with lots of good bathhouse breeding.half the guys in this city have fucked me raw

over 200 loads; mostly neg (or claiming to be) about 50+ undetectable and about 25 known neg

It is funny, this question. Did I chase, ya I guess I did. When I was first diagnosed I was in the hospital with double pneumonia. Sick as a dog and did not know what was happening. But the thrill of the chase was always hot to me. Taking anon loads not knowing what was in that load. Was always so damn hot to me. Do I get off still thinking about those loads, looking at those wasted bods, biohazard tats. Fuck yes I do. Do I want to be that sick again, not really but the idea of taking some sick fucks load, yep I love it. Am I a bit perverted craving toxic loads? Big questions I have no answers for. But it does make me hard and it does not bother me being poz.

When I was 14 a man took me into my uncle’s basement and dicked me into submission. I wasn’t even aware that I was gay at the time. I was in shock for a week or 10 days. Never have I been so ashamed of myself in my life before or since. It hurt and I bled for a couple days. I was super confused, scared, and depressed, but everytime I jacked off I relived the ass fucking that man gave me. It took about a month before I realized I wanted to do it again.

Part 5; The twink got to work cleaning up Phil's Dick that was wet with Blood & Cum. After a few minutes he stopped, his posture curling, he started to shake... 'I'm FREEEEEEEEEZING Daddy' I carried him into the bedroom, put a fleece on him, put him in my bed on a towel (for the sweats) cranked up the heating, and put a small butt plug inside him, so he didn't leak Phil's cum. 'Phil, can you keep an eye on the lad? I am going to the shops, I need a few things, plus, I just gave him my last two Paracetamol, and he'll be needing more whilst he stays with me for a few days'. 'Sure'. You know when you go to the shops for a few items, and end up doing the weekly shop, well, that was me. Hence, I was gone for a good hour and a half. Upon my return there was a second motorbike in my driveway. 'Oh god, what is Phil up to?' I thought to myself. He is a deviant! There was no one in the kitchen. I quickly put away the fridge and freezer items and went to my bedroom to see how the little twink was doing. Not there! Checked the living room.... Nope! Bathroom? Nope! Hmmmmm, the Dungeon in the Garage? YES! Two of Phil's biker mates were here, John & Bill. Both Poz, not full blown, yet not on meds, and very much detectable! Not that it really mattered now in regards to initial infection. John was lying on his back on an old mattress that they had put a vinyl play sheet over, with the twink sat on top, impaled on his Dick. Bill was knelt behind, and ALSO inside the boy, fucking him. Phil was watching the action with a cigarette, and a beer. Good job I had just stocked up on Beer then. 'How long has he been out of bed?' 'They got here about an hour after you left, so, I guess 30 minutes give or take'. I had to hand it to Phil, he knew how to live out there! I joined him for a fag, and a Beer too, whilst watching John & Bill fuck and stretch my sero converting twink. Bill took his Dick out, stood up, lifting the twink up with him. John came over, joining us two for a smoke. Bill got the twink lying on his front. Just as well, I think he was too weak to even kneel at this stage. Bill began fucking again, leaning on his forearms, as the boy just lay there motionless, his inner being gradually accepting my DNA, as his flesh was mauled. After some idle chatter we could see Bill's body begin to tense with 'Oh yeah's' ... His forearms gave way so the boy's body of fever took Bill's whole body weight. He started grunting, thrusting each time his Dick unleashed his cum. I walked over, and knelt by my boys face... 'Are you OK sexy?' 'Yes Daddy. I'm just a dirty pig that has wanted this for a very long time. I just hope to feel better very soon'. 'Don't worry sexy, you'll feel much better in a few days time'. John walked over...

Love pissing in a bottom without telling him. The look of shock on their face really bones me up.

I've sucked cock for 9 hours straight before without coming off the cock. I was being trained as a puppy. I had problems staying in my puppy persona. I'm a dedicated cocksucker by training and I'm very good at what I do but I am always in control since i am always in charge of the sucking. My Daddy made me promise to do my best to be mindless and disconnect from everything except his cock. He then trained me to 'fetch' his cock. The object was not to please his cock. The object I was showed to be focused on was staying completely attached to Daddy's cock until he let me off. The first few hours were very uncomfortable for me because he was not hard. Yet i stayed on his cock obediantly while i was curled up between his legs with my puppy bed under me. After 4 or 5 hours my brain stopped functioning like i was accustomed to it working. I wasn't thinking about anything except Daddys Bone and finding ways puppy could suck more of Daddy into hia mouth. Daddy maintained an erection from this point until he finished with his puppy. By hour 8, pup's jaw was getting sore and so was the head of Daddy's cock but I pushed through. The final month hour was spent exclusively bobbing up and down on Daddy's cock. Puppy got Daddys Milkbone 6 times that day one after the other without stopping. Since that night my personal boss is when Daddy comes home from work and rubs his puppy's head and came him a good boy and tells puppy to get in his spot. After pup is in his spot, and daddy makes puppy fetch his bone, my brain literally ceases to function. Daddy has had to fight pup off his bone before. All rational thought ceases and puppy can only exist in Daddys cock.

I have a regular fuckbuddy, we meet every few wks and he breeds me, lots of kissing and hugs but it's all about him getting his dick off. And I like being his cumdump. He often slows down while fucking me to prolong it. Once he said how much he like how my ass feels, I replied it's all his to use and enjoy. "Do whatever you want in my ass". "Yea?" he asked, and I said yea you feel good in there. So, as he's fucking me, this time I was pulling him tighter into me and occasionally holding his balls as he's fucking and I noticed his balls were getting wetter than usual and so were mine, not gushing water but wetter than sweat. At first I thought it was water from my cleanup that didn't completely evacuate. "I'm dumping in you", he said and he started cuming. He hopped off to clean up and I reached back to feel my hole legs still up in air, and I was wet down there not from sweat or cum. I got up, love holding loads inside me, and he's dressing. He said that's hot I love your ass, and I said how much I like him fucking me and leaving his load inside. About 15minutes later walking around the apartment I felt like I had to go, couldn't hold his load inside any longer. Sat on toilet and let piss and cum out. I text him and said how much liquid poured out and how hot it was but I couldn't hold his cum in all night. He wrote back later saying he has plenty of fluids for my ass. Now I wish he'd piss in my mouth while I suck him but afraid to ask and scare him away.

Part 2 My Son layed there on the dirty couch, breathing deep, in shock from his daddy raping his little cunt, piss and cum leaking out and down his balls. "Get in the bathroom and drain yourself!" I commanded, kicking him off the couch. He scrambled off the couch and down the tall to the toilet, wiping off his tear stained cheeks. "AND NO CRYING! Jesus Christ, I'm not going to tolerate your sissy emo shit!" I hollard after him. "And hurry your ass back in here! Daddy's not through busting your pussy yet!" He moved quickly from the bathroom back to the couch and sat down, cowering a bit. It was good he was afraid of me. It would be easier to control him. I handed him a fresh pipe and lit it, watching him inhale the thick white smoke. This time I hit it as well, passing it back and forth between us. When it was gone, I took the baggie and put some crytals on the back of my hand and snorted them, enjoying the burn in the back of my throat. Standing up to turn on the camera, I pushed him back on the couch. "Show me your pussy boy!" I instructed my new whore. He obediently grabbed his ankles, showing me the still red and oozing hole. I enjoyed seeing my son spreading for daddy. Taking the baggie I licked my fingers and stuck it in, coating it with powder, and rammed my fingers in his red gash. He moaned as his hole started to burn, the need to be fucked taking over his being. I finger fucked him, making sure to rub his anal ring, grinding the crystals into his tissue. His hole started sucking my finger as he started to spin more. I moved between his thighs, throwing his ankles over my shoulders. Looking down, I stared into eyes that looked just like mine and said, "Tell daddy what you want. Tell daddy you want his cock in your pussy. Beg me to fuck you." "Please daddy," he panted, breathing shallow, "please fuck me. Please give me your cock." I rammed my cock into his cunt while I slapped his face hard, eliciting a loud wail from him. "Take it bitch! Take Daddy's fuck!" I yelled while I slapped him over and over. Fresh tears streamed down his face as I beat him. His pain only turned me on more. I grabbed his ankles and pushed all my weight down on him, burying my cock as deep as I could. Fresh redness covered my cock as I plunged it in and out of his gripping hole. That too just spurred me on more, and I rode him as hard as I could while I spit on his face. " Tell me son!" I demanded, "Tell me what you want! Tell me what you are! Tell me who owns your cunt!" "You do Daddy!" He blurted out. "I do what?" "You own my cunt Daddy! Oh God! Fuck me Daddy! FUCK ME!" "What are you son?" "I'm your whore, Daddy." "Louder!" "I'm Your Whore Daddy!" "LOUDER!" I demanded, slapping him and spitting in his face. "I'M YOUR WHORE DADDY! I'M YOUR WHORE! Oh God, FUCK ME!!!" Fuck him I did! Mercilessly for at least 30 minutes, never letting up, pounding his boycunt as hard as I could. Finally I blew a second load in his cunt bellowing "Take it whore! Take your Daddy's cum again! This is what you were made for! To take real mens seed deep in you!" I collapsed on him, our sweating bodies breathing deep and hard. I lay there on top of him, my mind spinning, knowing I had claimed him as my property. I pulled out my son and stood up, spitting on him one last time. "Go get in the shower slut. We have to go see my dealer and your going to earn me some more T." I watched him stumble down the hallway, cum and blood running down his thighs. I just laughed knowing what he was in for shortly.

I was spacing in and out, enjoying the sensation of the new bigger plug in my hole, the chems flowing through my body had me all worked up. Mikey came back into the room, this time with a third guy. I recognised this one from a previous one night stand, Dave, but he'd been the bottom that time. Dave was maybe 25 if he was a day and clearly worked out, a buff gym tight body, big smooth chest, thick arms. He had a big smile on his face as he admired my position in the sling and the butt plug filling my fuck hole. "Outstanding...you want some more cock whore?" "Yeah, mate, I need more cock, fucking fill my hole" "I plan on it" He dropped his shorts to reveal a nice thick 7inch cut cock, it was really thick and growing to attention. Mikey came up behind me and this time he positioned a bottle of poppers at my nose, holding one nostril closed "breathe deep baby". I did as I was told, deep breaths from one nostril, then the other. A few seconds later the rush hit me, as it did Dave started to remove the butt plug, it sprung out of my hole with a rush of cum. "Oh fuck you been busy with this one already Mikey!". Dave threw the butt plug to one side and positioned his cock at my opening, he slowly began to slid it inside me. Too slow, I wanted him to pound me, fuck the hell out of me. "Faster Dave, fucking give me that dick". "Not so fast baby, your going to enjoy this". He kept his slow deliberate pace, filling my hole with his cock in a slow deep thrust. Then once he was balls deep he held it there, leant down and kissed me deeply grinding deeper still inside me. Then he leant back and started to slowly and rhythmically thrust into me, the pace was just this side of too slow for me I wanted more, almost as if his thick cock wasn't enough for me any more. "I dunno Mikey, I don't think cock is doing it for this boy any more", Dave said as he kept sliding in and out. "I know Dave, I think you might need to fist punch that cunt" In my haze the only part of that sentence I could process was fist, they were going to fist me, but I was way too tight for that. My hole had always been tight it's what guys loved about fucking me, I could milk their dicks with my arse. As I was trying to process this, Mikey placed the poppers at my nose again, I started breathing the fumes enjoying the sensation mixed with the slam. Dave pulled out of my hole, and kneeled behind me then I felt his fingers exploring my opening. First three, then four, he started working them in and out of me, my hole opening and closing more slowly each time, then he added the fingers from his other hand, stretching and probing. As this was going on I was still breathing the poppers, and moaning like a bitch in heat. The feel of his hands working my hole open, stretching it were amazing. I was having the greatest ride of my life. "I think he's ready now" Dave pulled both hands from my hole, then I felt his knuckles pushing inside me, "Oh Fuck" I moaned "It's okay baby your so open and ready, take another hit on the poppers and I'll slide right in" The poppers were back and I breathed deep and held it, as I did Dave pushed is fist inside me, "OH MY GOD FUCK YES", he held it for a moment, allowing me to adjust to the intrusion, there were so many sensations all at once I took another hit of the poppers, and then he started to work it deeper inside, before pulling back out again. "Oh Fuck YEAH!!!, fucking fist punch my cunt!" I was begging for his fist back inside me, it wasn't cock but it was somehow better, I had no idea what was going on but here I was strapped into a sling one dude feeding me poppers the other fist fucking my hole as I moaned and begged for it over and over. "Fuck Me Fuck Me Fuck Me Fuck Me Fuck Me". As Dave continued to work his fist in and out of my hole I started to space out.... ...I don't know what happened, I think I passed out from a combination of the poppers and the slam, I woke up and I was lying on a bed in a room I didn't recognise. As i started to stir, I realised my hole was empty, I slid my hand down to explore it, every touch from my finger like a bolt of electricity shooting through me, it was empty and need to be filled. I was softly moaning fingering myself when a door opened and light from the hall spilled in as five guys entered the room and gathered around the edges of the bed, naked and stroking there cocks, Mikey was amongst them and they were all looking at me like I was about to be the main meal, "Fill my fucking hole", I lied back and spread my legs and arse cheeks wide..... More to come.

I love that daddy's breed their sons. my daddy was not poz but he arranged a conversion event for me at 21 yo. He paid 3 poz men who were in the last stages of the disease to gang fuck me. Each of those beautiful men deposited 3 loads each of their toxic and lethal cum into my battered and bleeding hole. My father was very pleased and kept whispering the most twisted and sick shit in my my ears. i kissed and licked the mens lesions and sores and thanked them gratefully for giving me AIDS and that i looked forward to following them into death. Since then I have pozzed more than i can count ALL ages and my own offspring...i love my aids...