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A few years ago I was invited to join some friends on a trip to Munich for a long weekend in December. There were six of us - my friend Michael and his partner, another couple in their mid 30s, Ben and Paul, and another friend of Michael's I hadn't met. For reasons which will become obvious I've changed all the names in this story...... I liked Michael very much - he'd been a good friend for many years and I liked his partner too. The other couple I knew but less well, Paul had been friends with Michael for a long time and I had met him and his partner Ben quite a few times and liked them both. We flew out to Munich on the Friday morning and checked out the Christmas markets in the afternoon. We were all staying until Monday except Paul who had to fly home on Sunday due to work commitments. We had a good time and I enjoyed the company very much. I had been busy at work and was working long hours so I had not had much time for anything else and I was looking forward to having a break. I was also feeling very horny. I knew, however, that this particular group of friends didn't really approve of things like cruising and saunas or sex clubs and also had very strong views on monogamy and on safe sex. I had often heard them talking about it and talking very disapprovingly about the amount of barebacking going on. I had every intention, however, of getting some time to myself and going in search of some horny bareback sex. On the Saturday night we all went out for a meal and later on that night I went off to a large park I had heard was a good cruising ground. I found it easily and had a wander round. It was a beautiful night but it was very cold and there were not many people around. I tried cruising a young lad who looked to be in his late 20s and was dressed in jeans and a puffer jacket but he didn't seem to be interested. A few older guys were cruising but nothing much was happening. Even though I wasn't getting any action, I enjoyed walking around very much. I passed the young lad a few more times with the same result and just as I was on the point of giving up and going back to my hotel, he passed me again and started cruising me. I assumed he had been looking for someone nearer his own age but had concluded that I would have to do. I didn't care and soon his jeans and pants were down and his cock was in my mouth. He had a fair sized cock and I enjoyed sucking it very much. He didn't object when I turned him round and soon my tongue was up his arse. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up and began to rub the head of my cock over his arsehole. Again he didn't object so I began to push the head of my cock into his hole. He groaned and, reaching into his pocket, handed me a small packet. I thought it was going to be a condom but it was a small sachet of lube. I lubed him up and pushed my cock slowly right up his arse. Soon he was leaning against a tree, his puffer jacket hitched up and his jeans and pants at his knees as I fucked him bareback. His arse was really tight and I enjoyed every minute of fucking him. I hadn't cum for several days and before too long I was shooting what felt like a massive load right up his arse. I was feeling much more relaxed and chilled now and we all went out for lunch on Sunday and then Ben went with Paul to the airport for his flight home. The other three were going out for the evening and would not be back until late- they had obtained tickets for some high brow concert outside Munich and were really excited about it. Ben and I arranged to go out for something to eat and found a really good Italian restaurant. I was getting to know Ben a bit better now and I really liked him. A few things he said suggested he was actually more relaxed about some things than the others and he sank quite a few pints of beer in the course of the evening. After we had finished our meal it was still quite early and Ben suggested going for a drink in a nearby gay bar. The bar was nice and modern with good music and friendly bar staff and it was just starting to get busy when we got there. When I went downstairs to the toilet, I discovered there was a darkroom down there too. I took a quick piss and then had a look in the darkroom. Quite a few guys were in there - a young blond twink was down on his knees sucking two older guys and a fit looking black guy was being fucked hard in a corner, I watched for a while and then went back upstairs. A little later Ben went to the toilet. He came back a little while later and said "There's a darkroom down there too." I nodded and Ben grinned. The blond twink was now at the bar and after a while he disappeared again. A little later Ben finished his drink and asked me if I fancied checking out the darkroom. The darkroom was a bit busier now - and there was quite a lot of sucking and fucking going on. The blond twink was bent over being fucked and a few other guys were watching and wanking. As we watched they guy fucking the twink thrust hard up his arse a few times and then pulled out. He took off a condom and threw it on the floor. The twink stayed bent over and a dark haired guy stepped up. He pulled the twink's cheeks apart, lined up his cock and pushed right up him bareback. Ben's eyes lit up and he said "Fuck!" as we moved in closer to watch the action. The dark haired guy was fucking the twink hard up against the wall now and Ben said "Fuck....I'd love to...." I said "Go on, if you want to." He looked at me. "I won't tell anyone." I said. Ben hesitated for a moment and then he moved over to the twink. I watched as Ben pulled his jeans and pants down to his knees and began to wank as he watched the twink being fucked. The twink turned round a little and bent forward, taking Ben's cock into his mouth. Ben and the dark haired guy spit roasted the twink for a while and then the dark haired guy thrust hard up his arse a few times and pushed his cock right up him and held it there and I knew he was cumming deep in the twink's arse. When he pulled out the twink turned round and pushed his arse towards Ben. Ben didn't hesitate - he pushed his bare cock right up the twink's arse and began to fuck him. I hadn't expected that at all and I soon had my cock out wanking as I watched Ben fucking the twink bareback. Ben fucked him for a while and after a while I could tell he was getting close. I watched as Ben threw his head back and pushed right up the twink, obviously blowing his load right up him. When Ben pulled out, I took his place. I was really horny from watching Ben and it wasn't long before I added my cum to the loads the twink already had up him. Ben was a bit quiet when we went back up to the bar but then we got talking to a group of German guys and he livened up again. We got talking to two guys in their mid 30s who were a couple who lived in Munich. One of them was tall and quite thin and the other small and chunky. I went to the toilet and when I came back Ben was chatting to them. I had noticed that Ben was flirting with them, and was clearly enjoying being off the leash for the evening. A little later I went to the bar for some more drinks. The bar was busy and it took me a while to get served. I looked over and saw that Ben was now standing closer to them and chunky guy had his hand on Ben's arse. When I got back the two German guys were just finishing their drinks and shortly after that they left. I couldn't see if they had left the bar or if they had gone downstairs, but I suspected the latter. After a short time Ben put his drink down and said casually "I think I might go check out the darkroom again..." I guessed that he was going to join the other two guys and sensed that he probably would be less inhibited if I wasn't there so I said "No problem, I'll see you later," I waited a while and then made my way back down to the darkroom. It didn't take me long to find Ben and as I had thought, he was with the two German guys. Ben and the taller guy were standing with their trousers and pants down and the chunky guy was down sucking on first one cock and then the other as Ben and the taller guy kissed each other. I watched for a while and then the German guy stood up and Ben got down and started sucking the other two. It was all very horny but it soon got even hornier. Ben was now bent over sucking the chunky guy, his fit arse in the air as the taller guy went round behind him. I saw him taking out a small packet and he began to rub some lube into Ben's arse. This was getting interesting... I didn't think there was any way Ben would get fucked without a condom, but he didn't even look round as the tall guy began to push his bare cock against his arsehole. I watched as the guy pushed his cock right up Ben's arse. He gave Ben a moment to get used to his cock and then began to fuck him. I had my cock out now, wanking as I watched Ben being fucked bareback. I had never thought that Ben would cheat on his boyfriend - and certainly not that he would do it without a condom. The tall guy was fucking him hard now and I could tell that Ben was loving every minute of it. I watched them fuck for a while and then the guy thrust up Ben's arse a few more times and I knew he was cumming in Ben's arse. The chunky guy pulled out of Ben's mouth and moved round behind him. His cock was much bigger than the tall guy's and I watched and wanked as Ben reached round and pulled his cheeks apart to help the guy get his big bare cock up his arse. The chunky guy fucked Ben hard and fast and I could hear Ben groaning as the chunky guy took hold of his hips and began to fuck him even harder. It wasn't long before he too shot his load up Ben's unprotected, cheating arse and I shot my load on to the floor of the darkroom I was back upstairs by the time Ben returned from the darkroom looking flushed. I asked him if he had fun and he grinned and nodded He had no idea I knew just how much fun he actually had.......

I was visiting Key West for a wedding this weekend, and the schedule was quite busy. Was with another friend of mine who is also a bottom, and after closing down a bar at 4am, we decided to hit the gay aps to see if anyone wanted a 3 way. My friend was pretty drunk, and wasn't sure what would happen if we did find someone. We had both chatted the same guy, and he was up for a 3 way, but told me it was my ass that he really wanted. I told him to hand on about 15 minutes, and was sure that my friend would be passed out by then, and my ass was all his. Sure enough, my friend passed out, and the guy came over and fucked my brains out in the bedroom, while my friend was in the living room on a sofa sleeper. We both agreed NOT to tell my friend, but that he would still love to have a 3 way later in the day. Once my friend woke up, he got back on the ap, and asked my friend, "what happened to you and your friend last night?" My friend said we were both pretty drunk, and must have passed out. The guy told him he still wanted out asses, and could come over, to which we said hell yea. I did tell the guy that I wanted him to fuck me again, but this time my friend would get his seed. The guy agreed. My friend told him we needed to "clean out" first, and told him to be at our hotel in 30 minutes. The guy messaged me and asked if I had already cleaned out, and I said no. He said, good, and don't. I had no intention of cleaning out for him anyway. I went to the shower, and took some extra time so my friend THOUGHT I was cleaning out. About 30 minutes later, the guy shows up, sporting a raging hardon under his gym shorts. He tells us to get on the bed side by side, with our asses up. We gladly obliged. He started by eating my ass, tasting the remnants of the seed he left inside me hours before. He started fucking me nice and hard, just like earlier, and he made my friend beg for his cock and seed, which he did. After we were done fucking, my friend said, "I had a dream that you came over and fucked my friend last night." We both just laughed. Later that day, my friend got a text message from a friend that he hadn't seen in ages. My friend told him we were in town for a wedding, but to come over later after the wedding. He asked his friend if he was up for a 3 way, and his friend said fuck yea! We got back from the wedding, and my friend contacted his friend and said to come over, we were ready for some fun. My friend hadn't said much about his friend, but when he arrived, he was very HOT with an AMAZING BBC! Before he arrived, my friend said that as I let him take the other guys load, I got to take this load. Of course I agreed to this. The first guy was pretty well hung, and a great fuck, but there's not much better than being seeded by a BBC. It ended up that we both ended up with a hot load up our asses.

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?”

Part 4 -- Ben gets pozzed Parker left my birthday celebration last weekend with some older muscle guy, and didn't come back to the apartment that night. The next day, he said he had the fuck of his life, but wouldn't elaborate. I was definitely jealous. A little about me: I'm what you'd call a twink -- blonde hair, about 5'8", 140 lbs, with a big 9" cock. But I'm a total bottom. I've let so many college guys fuck me the past few years, I can take almost any cock. But always safe, condoms only. Parker was acting really strange for the next few days following my birthday. I wondered if it had something to do with the muscle guy.... what was his name? Jared? Josh? John.. that's it, John. I'd never been attracted to muscle daddies, but maybe I was missing out on something. John did look pretty hot -- and Parker said his cock was big. I wonder if he's on any of the dating apps. I logged onto Grindr, started scrolling through, and sure enough -- I think I found him. A few miles away, there was 40-something muscle torso top profile, with the name J. Me: Hey, what's up? J: Horny, you? Me: Same J: Pics? I sent him pics of my ass, my face, my cock. J: nice. You've got a huge cock, but I'm only interested in your ass. You free? Me: yea. pics? A few pics later and I confirmed it was John. Muscle torso, big cock, and then there was one picture -- his cock, bare, fucking some twink. Me: hot pics -- but I only play safe. J: you don't like cum in your ass? Me: never had it. J: I only fuck bare, sorry man. Hmm. What do I say next? I was really horny. Did Parker let this guy fuck him bare? Did he cum inside him. Me: what's your status? J: Positive. J: But I'll pull out if you want. What the fuck, I thought. Parker let a guy with HIV fuck him? At this point, I was really curious. The guy was hot, Parker clearly loved the sex, and he said he'd pull out. With my hole twitching, I responded: Me: Can I come over? ----- 30 minutes later John answered the door, wearing nothing but a pair of gym shorts. I've always been attracted to leaner guys, and the young college guys, but one look at his giant pecs and my cock was hard. John picked me up, kissed me, and carried me to his bedroom. He spent the next 20 minutes exploring my mouth, my ass, and licking my entire body. He took all 9 inches of my cock in his mouth, this man knew what he was doing. "Fuck man, you know how to suck a cock," I said. "Call me daddy," John said. "Ok, daddy." "You want daddy to fuck your boy hole?" John asked. "yes daddy." I said. "You want daddy's poz cock in your ass?" John asked. What the fuck, I thought -- but that thought was fleeting. At this point, I was so turned on, I needed his cock. "Yes daddy," I said. "You're not going to make daddy wear a rubber, are you?" John said. "No. I want daddy's cock bare." Here I was, a 20-year-old college boy who'd only ever been fucked safe, with my legs up around the shoulders of this muscle daddy who was about to slide his big poz cock in my ass, and I wanted it. "But you'll pull out, right?" I said. "Yes boy, if you ask," John said. He spent 30 minutes fucking me gently on my back, whispering sweet things in my ear. Telling me I'm beautiful, and how tight my ass felt around his poz cock. He then fucked my on my stomach and jack-hammered away. He brought me to my knees and fucked me harder. My ass felt loose, sloppy, and I was in heaven. He flipped me over and really picked up the pace, I was so close to shooting my load, but I didn't really want him to cum in me... or did I? "I'm getting close boy." John said. "Last chance." "Don't pull out yet, I need to cum." I said. "I'm either pulling out right now and we're done, or I'm going to breed you, boy." John said. "Fine, cum inside me, just don't stop." I said "Tell me you want it," John said. "I want your cum inside me." I said. "Tell me you want my poz cum inside your faggot boy pussy." John said "I want your poz cum inside my faggot boy pussy." I said. At this point, I was desperate, I was so close, I was so lost in the moment. "Tell me you want me to wreck your fucking boy cunt and poz your ass." John said. "Poz my ass. Wreck my boy cunt." I screamed. Then I shot my load everywhere. As I realized what was happening, I started to panic. "No wait, pull out, pull out, don't cum inside me." "Too late, I've already cum inside you twice, and you're about to get a third poz load up your ass." John tensed up, and this time, I felt like cock erupt inside me. He abruptly pulled out, and walked into the shower. What the hell had just happened? I lay in his bed, crying, full of regret, but also still hard while I felt his cum dripping out of my ass. A few minutes later, he came back into the bedroom. "What are you still doing here? Get the fuck out, slut." John said. I started to cry, I had just let this man put his poz cum in my ass, and he was kicking me out. "Oh what, you thought just because I came inside you, you could spend the night? Once I poz a guy, I don't fuck him again. We're done." Visibly sobbing at this point, I started to pick up my clothes and get dressed. I was shaking, I was scared, I felt vulnerably, weak and dumb. "Awe, it's okay baby. I don't fuck poz guys, but many men will. You'll still find some guys desperate enough to use your boy hole." John said. "Ok fine, you can stay the night, but only if I get to fuck you again, right now, and you tell me what you want." John said. "After tonight though, I won't ever touch you again." I didn't know what else to do at this point, so I turned to him, wrapped my hands around him, and said "I want your poz cock." He threw me on the bed, slid his cock in me, and started slowly fucking me again. "Wait," I said. "Did you poz Parker?" "No. I like him, in fact, I might fall in love with him. You're just some dumb college slut I wanted turn into a poz pussy boy." I shot my load everywhere. Again. Fuck.

Ryan, was a 6’ foot, blonde hair, blue eye jock. At 21, he had everything going for him. He had a great boyfriend in Sam, who was equally has good looking, with dark hair and brown eyes and a swimmers body. However, Ryan liked to play on the side, without letting Sam know. Ryan always played safe, with other guys, all with his age range, and he was a total top. Now, Ryan and Sam had a great sex life, but Ryan, was never satisfied with just one guy. One weekend, Ryan out of town, while Sam was home sick. Ryan, checking out bars in the area, hoping to get laid. Hitting a bar, called “Aqua”, the guys here were older then him, Ryan is drinking his beer when an old, lanky man, “How are ya young fella?” He asked. He had been watching Ryan when he first entered the bar. Checking out Ryan’s body and especially his ass, and wanted to put his poz cock into it. Ryan, “good, thanks.” Not really into making small talk with a guy old enough to be his father, possibly his grandfather. “I’m Bruce.” Putting out his hand to Ryan. He shakes it, “Ryan.” “This is your first time here, at Aqua.” “Yeah, you a regular here, Bruce?” “I am, Ryan.” “Cool.” Ryan got up and left his drink on the bar to call Sam. Bruce, moved quickly, putting a roofie into his drink. Ryan, returned to the bar, and downed his drink. “Bruce, it was nice to meet you, but I have to get going.” At that moment Ryan started to feel dizzy. “You ok, Ryan?” “Yeah, feel a bit dizzy.” “Let’s get you outside for fresh air.” Bruce got a passed out Ryan to his place, got Ryan undressed. Bruce, was in awe, Ryan’s body, was in perfect shape. His cock 7inches soft. But the main prize was Ryan’s ass, nice tight and round. Bruce, turned Ryan on his back, and starting massaging his back and shoulders , Ryan, drugged up, was enjoying the massage, unaware that he was going to get pozzed. “How does it feel, Ryan?” Bruce asks his unconscious soon to be bottom. “Good”. he said in a soft voice. “Ryan” whispered Bruce, “turn over on your front”, Ryan does, and feeling good, and horny, he had no problems with listening to Bruce, who’s voice was soft and soothing. Bruce, started stroking Ryan’s dick, “spread your legs a bit.” Bruce said. “That’s it.” Using his finger, Bruce, slowly began to finger fuck, Ryan’s ass. “Damn you’re tight.” Bruce lived up his dick and Ryan’ ass. Going in slow, Ryan in his drugged state, moaned in pleasure, Thrusting in and out of Ryan, Bruce couldn’t believe he had this stud in his bed. Ryan, feeling a dick inside him for the first time, was enjoying it, not realizing he was being barebacked by a poz guy, who was old enough to be his father. Bruce, felt his cock and balls tighten, shooting several poz loads deep into Ryan’s ass, catching his breath, Bruce kept his cock inside the young man’s ass for a five minutes to be sure that none of his “babies” would leak out. “Ryan, I own your ass now.” “I know about your boyfriend Sam, he asked me to poz you, and he doesn’t want you back.” And I’m going to share you and your ass to my friends.” “The top jock, is now my bottom poz boy.”

Every thrust has me wondering if today would be the day, if today he’d flood me and knock me up. I know that I don’t want it, that I keep telling him to be safe, to be careful but my boyfriend doesn’t listen. He loves to fuck me, to show me that I’m his in the most primal way and once he gets me going, my body tight and needy he knows I won’t stop him no matter what he does. It’s not every day, it’s not even regular or anything I can plan it’s just that some days he decides that he’s going to fuck me bare. Though that last part he does more often than not, fucking into me without any protection or barriers between us as he calls me his cumslut while he drives me to orgasm after orgasm. He knows how risky it is, how I can’t take Truvada and how him being in me bare is such a risk. He knows but he doesn’t care, because he likes to claim me, to mark me as his, to flood my insides with his cum and tell me that I’m his, his and no one elses. His biohazard tattoo placed on his pec demonstrates his pride in being poz. Its placement is deliberate, it shows under tank tops and when he is shirtless at the gym, riding his bike or on runs. The good thing is that he doesn’t always cum inside, in fact more often than not he’ll pull out to splatter his cum on my back or my stomach or my face. I love that feeling, the hot sticky streaks of it all over me, marking me and showing that I’m his. The cum inside of me marks me even more, the fact that he doesn’t plan it, that he simply decides it in that last heartbeat before he explodes makes that risk so much more intense. Every time, every thrust inside could be the one before he floods me with his toxic cum and no matter how many times I remind him of the risk, how many times I warn him that he’ll poz me he does it anyways. I can’t say that I really hate it, I love that feeling, the way he swells and twitches inside of me as he fills me. I love how he gasps and groans and his hands tighten on my body slamming deep and holding me still while he floods me. It’s probably the most intense feeling in the world, that moment before he cums where I’m wondering if he’ll pull out and be safe or if he’ll flood me and risk our futures for the chance to mark me, to feel me clench and flutter around him as he pours himself into me. I don’t hate it but I definitely don’t want to get poz yet, I have to finish school and then get a job and begin our lives together. I want his cum loads and he knows that, but he also knows the risks, the way him knocking me up would endanger the easy future we want but he doesn’t care. I can always feel him behind me, can see it in his eyes that lust to flood me that he doesn’t care about all of that, that all that matters is me and him and that moment where he shoots his load into me. He doesn’t follow any schedule, doesn’t warn me before he cums, he simply fucks me into oblivion and then fills me and I can’t help but love it. I know that sooner or later I’ll be where I am now, his cock in me, twitching and swelling and his hands manhandling my pecs and nipples before he cums deeply inside. It’ll be that day where his cum finds my ripe hole waiting with an easy infection point and suddenly I’ll be full of his babies. He doesn’t ask, I don’t think he even cares about that moment all that much all he cares about is marking me as his. The way he’ll ignore my protests and cum deeply into me as he tells me that he knows how much I want this only serve to make it hotter. He knows how much this turns me on, how much I want to risk it but also how much I don’t want to be HIV positive yet. I tell him that I don’t want it and he’ll push into me bare and tell me that I might say that but my body tells him what I really need. It won’t be long before I’m pushing back and moaning out how good his toxic poz cock feels, bare inside of me as he fucks me. I still warn him, still beg him not to cum in me but he always tells me to hush, to just enjoy him giving me what I need as he slides through my folds and presses against my ass lips. He drives me to this feeling, that height of both ecstasy and fear in that moment before he’ll stiffen. I can feel it now, his cock driving into me as he waits to make his choice, as he thrusts deep again and again and draws my voice out of me in moans and squeals and gasps. In a moment I’ll know which one he chooses, our futures or a gamble for him to mark me as his, to show himself and everyone else that I’m no one elses as his cum leaks out of me and runs down my legs. I should stop him, make him be safe but I simply can’t bring myself to make him change, to stop him from taking me and marking me as his, his unmedicated cum on me, in me, flooding me again and again. Sooner or later his risk, his willingness to risk my future will affect us but maybe not this time, maybe we’ll be lucky again. Or maybe I'll earn my biohazard tattoo this time.

Met up with a guy from bbrt Saturday night. He was tall, mid 40’s, kind of beefy but still toned and had a 7in dick. I got to his place and he made us drinks before he put on some porn for us to watch. It wasn’t long before we were groping each other and I got on my knees to start sucking him. His hand went down my shorts and straight for my hole and was making me suck his fingers before working them into my hole. We moved into a 69 position for a little bit before he started to really eat my ass out. His tongue kept darting into my hole and omg it felt amazing. (I honestly would have been happy with him doing that all night!). After like a solid hour of that, he flipped me on my back and teased my hole for a few minutes with his cock before he slide inside of me. He started slow but he really started to pound my ass, flipping me into different positions and kept calling me a “fag whore” and “a cum slut”. He made me tell him how much of a slut I was and beg him for his load which I did. The more I begged, the rougher he got. When he finally came, he flooded my ass with what felt like at least weeks worth of cum. Afterward, we cuddled and he fingered my hole a little before I fell asleep. I woke up in the morning to him grinding against me so shoved my ass up to him and invited him to load me up one more time before I left.

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

I went to an adult book store I went to frequently when I worked in a different office. Standard book store set up, video booths with no doors and one theatre that plays gay porn. There is a side room in the theater, lots of action there. I got there it was fairly busy. Because i had been outside it took a few minutes for my eyes to adjust when i entered the theater and then to the side room. Soon i noticed a hot tall black guy standing next to a latin guy. I reached over to try and join them and the black guy pushed my hand back. I am cool with that, so I stepped back. In a few minutes my eyes had fully adjusted and i saw the black guy turn the Latin guy around and he started fucking him. Since I had gotten the push back i just watched and stroked my cock and played with my ass. Usually in book stores fucking is pretty quick. This top had a different idea. He fucked this guy for 15 minutes at least. I walked out and came back but really enjoyed watching these guys. The room had emptied out and the top waved me over. The latin grabbed my ass at the same time that i grabbed his rock hard cock. He spit on his dick and i bent over and let him enter me. Then I felt the black guy’s hands on my hips. He had slid back into the Latin guy. We started slowly rocking and got a good fucking motion down. The Latin guy was really fuckng me hard and the black guy was pounding him hard. A crowd was now gathering to watch us. With a few very hard thrusts and grunts the black top unloaded in the Latin guy and before he could pull out, the Latin guy unloaded in me. I reached to feel my ass and it was full of cum.

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!

Part 3. After the fuck of my life, John dragged me to the walk-in shower. "Double shower heads. Nice," I said, then later feeling immature for showing how impressed I feel. I walked in the shower and got under the hot water as John dimmed the lights and turned on music that belonged on a sex playlist. He slid in behind me, pushed my chest against the cold, gray tile, and pressed his pecs and long cock against my backside. I moaned softly. Had I ever moaned before? What was happening. The hot water, the steam, and a muscle daddy caressing my body and kissing every inch of me. I was rock hard in a minute. After a deep kiss, John was fully hard again, and he forced me on my back on the tile bench in the middle of the shower. He grabbed a bottle of lube, coated my ass and his cock, and slowly slid in. "Fuuuuuuuuuuck," I moaned, as he slid in. His cock stretching open my now very sore and puffy ass. I focused on his pecs, the shadow of his face, and the warm water, and the pain eased away. Within minutes, I was getting close. I wanted his load this time, I didn't want him to pull out. So I took some initiative. "I want your cum inside me. Please breed me, daddy" I whimpered. He was silent, but I saw a smile start to creep in on the left side of his face, as water poured down his body fro the shower. He kept thrusting into me, tearing me open. It was painful but the pleasure outweighed the pain by far. He grabbed my cock and started tugging, and 30 seconds later I shot all over my chest while he just kept slamming in and out of my battered ass. I kept hoping he shoot, I kept begging, "breed me daddy. Own my ass." A minute later, he pulled out and shoved his cock down my throat and unloaded another massive load of cum, this time filling my throat and mouth. I still wanted his cum in my ass. He dragged me to bed, wrapped his arms around me, pulled me tight to his chest, and we drifted off to sleep. 2:07 AM -- that's what the clock said. I was exhausted. And a little confused. ---- 6:32 AM -- I squinted at the clock. I heard rain on the roof. I rolled off, John was lightly sleeping. At some point during the night, he'd gotten up and put on a white tee shirt. He was snoring ever so softly. I slid in close to him, pressed my face against his pecs and wrapped my hand around his cock. I drifted back to sleep. 8:07 AM -- the shower was running. John was awake. I didn't want to get up yet. I heard him the sound of an electric razor a few minutes after the shower cut off. I thought I'd keep sleeping, or at least see what he would do next. A few minutes later, I heard John back in the bedroom. He slowly pulled the covers off of me as I pretended to sleep, face down. John crawled between me, and pushed his tongue into my ass, rimming me gently and teasing my hole. I was incredibly sore from the night before, but his tongue made my hole twitch with excitement. In one thrust, he pushed his entire cock all the way inside of me. "Fuck!" I shouted. "I knew you were awake, beautiful boy," John replied. He slowly eased my ass open after that, and fucked me for a solid 10 minutes. He then flipped me over, and I could taste my ass on his tongue as he kissed me deeply. Apparently John likes morning sex. I could tell, he was getting close, and quickly. I was going to get his cum inside me. I needed it. I needed to have a piece of this man in my DNA. "Daddy?" I said. "Yes boy," John replied. "I really want your cum inside me," I said. "Oh yea? You want me to breed your boy hole?" John replied. "Fuck yea, breed me, please. Please breed me. Own my ass," I said. "I can't," John replied. Then started violently pounding my ass again. He was about to cum, I knew it. "What, why?" I questioned him. He pulled out, took three tugs on his cock, then shot all over me. "Because I'm poz." Partially in shock, partially turned on, I started shooting a volcano of cum out of my cock. John looked surprised, but dived down and slurped up the second half of my load. He was HIV positive, and I had begged him for his load. More than once, but he kept pulling out. And yet somehow, I still really wanted to feel his cum leaking out of me....

Part 2. "Face down, ass up." John didn't say much when we got to his townhouse on the east side of town. I'd never gone home with a stranger, and as he led me to his bedroom, I tried to take in as much as I could. White linen furniture, industrial high ceilings, and brushed copper accents all over a large townhouse that had a new paint smell. "Strip." He watched me as I nervously took my clothes off. Fuck, why does this belt always get stuck. Impatiently, John pushed me on the bed, ripped my pants off, and spread my legs, launching his tongue deep into my ass. Fuck that feels good, I thought. Thank god I prepared for this. From kissing John earlier, I knew his tongue was longer than most. It's what I first recognized. I could almost feel his tongue diving down my throat. And now his tongue was deeper in my ass than any tongue had ever been. Hell, it felt deeper than some of the pencil dick college boys I've messed around with. Slowly swirling around the outside of my ass, then plunging in as deep as he could go. I buried my head in the egyptian pillow in front of me, grabbed on to the soft tufted headboard, and enjoyed the cool breeze from the fan above as his tongue invaded my very tight hole. I felt like I might cum. I reached around to grab my cock, and he swatted my hand away. "You can touch your cock once I'm inside you. Not until then," he commanded. John flipped me over on my back, took off my shirt, then took off his clothes. I felt my ass muscles contract from the cool air as my eyes locked on those massive, plump pecs, lightly covered with a thin layer of dark hair -- that designer chest hair you see in magazines, where it all lays perfectly in the right direction. Looking up at this muscle daddy on top of me, I knew then and there, I'd give him anything he wanted. "You're so beautiful", John said to me, as he slowly kissed my face, my neck, and nibbled ever so slightly on my ears, while I wrapped my arms and legs around his dominating back and tout waist. His long, thick cock gently teasing my hole. I'd never had a bare cock in my ass. And I got nervous as I felt his mushroom head starting to invade my hole. "I'll put on a condom later, but baby I've gotta feel that velvet smooth ass of yours first," he whispered in my ear, causing me to flinch when he gently rubbed his stubble against the sensitive part of my ear. We locked eyes, and inch by inch, John slowly slid his 9" cock into me. I winced in pain a few times, and he slowly leaned down and tugged on my nipples with his teeth and wet mouth. His cock was big -- bigger than I'd ever taken -- and thick. I knew tomorrow, I'd be sore. I finally felt his meaty balls and the bristly hair around his cock press flush against my very full ass. He kissed me, and gently started thrusting in an out. "Feel good?" he asked. "Yes." I reponded. "Yes, what?" He commanded. "Yes, sir," I said. "Call me daddy," John said, giving me a sexy half smile and quickly pulling his cock out to the tip and thrusting it all the way in. "Fuck, daddy," I winced in pain, but it quickly turned to pleasure. John fucked me like I'd never been fucked before. Why did it feel so good? Was it because I'd never had a raw cock in my ass? or was it because of him? I knew later this would be on my mind, among other things. Hard and fast, John mounted me on my stomach, not letting me touch myself. He then pulled me on my knees so that his chest was pressed against the middle of my back. The arch of his cock rubbing right against prostate. He held my stomach, kissed my ear, and in a slow rhythm, my ass fully accepted his cock as a welcome visitor. "You want to cum? You've got to work for it," John said as he spun me around and pulled me onto his lap. Up until this point, I'd forgotten all about a condom. Then I panicked a little. "Should you put on a condom?" I nervously asked. "Do you want me to?" John replied. I paused, I looked down at that beautiful long cock. I slowly moved my eyes up to his pecs, and that stubbly face, and his bald head, and then his deep blue eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and slowly got on top of him, and slid down his bare cock all the way to the base. "Good boy," John said. I rode him for a few minutes. I was getting close, and I hadn't even touched myself. I was getting close to losing control, when John reached down, grabbed my cock, and jerk it violently. "Cum for me baby boy," John said. I coated his chest in cum, splattering semen all of his pics and chin. "Lick it up," John said. I did -- slowly slurping up the quickly cooling cum from his chest -- and then his chin. Before I could swallow, John kissed me, and his stretched tongue once again invaded my mouth and throat, like he was trying to steal the cum away from me. I felt his cock pulse inside my slightly sore ass, but I wasn't sure if he had cum. John flipped me on my back, grabbed my ankles, and slammed his cock into me. He was no longer fucking me, he was pounding my ass. Relentlessly. Quickly. Owning my hole. The soreness I felt was quickly fleeting, and within 30 seconds, my cock was rock hard again. "You want my cum?" John asked. "Fuck yea, daddy." I said. "Where?" John asked. I didn't know what to say. I'd never had a bare cock, let alone cum in my ass. Did he want to cum inside me? Where else would he want to? Would it be safe? Could a man this beautiful have any wrong intentions? "Tell me you want daddy to breed that boy hole," John said, before I could respond to his first question. I tossed inhibitions to the wind. "Fuck yea, breed my daddy. I want that load deep in my ass." John flashed that sexy grin, then a few second later, I saw his sweaty pecs tense up, and I knew he was about to cum, I was about to get my first load in my ass. But right before he shot, John abruptly pulled out of my ass and sprayed cum, and I mean a lot of fucking cum, all over my chest. Some of it even hit my face and my nose. Fuck, that was hot. Fuck, I wanted that inside me. Fuck, why did he pull out? I was too scared to ask.

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I have met bottoms who just insist on every top that they hook up with wear a condom. But sometimes I get the bottom to give in to my bb breeding needs when I deliberately take too long to cum. I am sorry. If the bottom has a very beefy bubble ass, I gotta seed it. I won't negotiate that at all with him. I do run into some cases when the bottom, who wants to get me off, takes the condom off and tells me not to cum in his ass. Now what top in his right mind can honestly say that he can pull out of a good beefy ass when he is at that moment? For me I just nutt in him anyway, but pull out to let the remaining droplets spill on his ass cheecks.

So, I ABSOLUTELY love sucking cock. I really do. I also love the taste of cum. But, because I also like getting fucked and taking loads in my ass, I'm almost of two minds about it. I almost feel like if I'm sucking a guy it's a prelude to getting fucked. Like foreplay. I'm sucking him to get hard so he can fuck me and dump his load in my ass. I absolutely love that. If he cums in my mouth or down my throat, I DO love the taste, and I love to swallow and lick the cum, but I feel cheated. If a guy fucks me and dumps his load in my ass, I enjoy it, feel a high, but because I can't taste his load or feel it shooting in my mouth, again, I almost feel cheated. Which means, really, I almost need two guys, to spit roast me, one fucking my ass and dumping a load, then the other fucking my throat or me sucking his cock and dumping a load or shooting there. Which, doesn't happen very often. Anyone else feel this way? I attached a pic of me sucking a nice cock. He fucked me as well, and it felt real good. Ultimately he shot in my mouth. Promised to cum in my ass next time.

The All-Natural Massage I answered his ad offering 1-hour massages. The address provided was for a small house in a quiet neighborhood on the west side. I guess he worked out of his home. When I rang the bell there was a pause and then the door opened. “Hi! I’m Ken. You must be Cliff! Come on in!” The well-proportioned man, standing in front of me on bare feet, was quite good-looking! He had a deep tan, curly blond hair and a ready smile. He was wearing only a gauzy tank top and a pair of white terrycloth shorts. As my gaze surreptitiously travelled down his body, I could tell that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. His cock and balls kept shifting beneath the soft fabric, their outline clearly visible. He led me down a short hallway and through a doorway at the end. “I use this room for my massage studio,” he said. The room was simply furnished with a couple of chairs, a floor lamp and, on a table in the corner, soothing music emanated from a CD player. The pleasing smell of sweet incense hung in the air. In the center of the room stood a large sturdy massage table covered with a clean white sheet. Ken asked me to get undressed and said I could put my clothes on one of the chairs. “You can keep your briefs on, if you like.” I felt a little shy, but did as he instructed. “Hop up onto the table,” he said! “Just lie on your stomach and relax! You told me on the phone that you’ve never had a massage before. You’re gonna be in for a real treat!” As I got comfortable, he told me that he’d been a licensed masseur for over 10 years. His style, he explained, could be summed up in one word: “natural.” “Yep! Natural oils, natural scents, natural touch. Nothing could be finer!” To my surprise, he then removed his shorts and shirt. He stood naked before me. His cock, framed by a large bush of dense, curly black hair, bobbed mere inches from my face. It seemed to be swelling slightly, as if happy to be set free. I guessed that, when fully erect, it would probably be pretty big. What seemed to be a clear drop of pre-cum glistened on the very tip. Sagging heavily behind his penis, two large egg-shaped balls swayed back and forth, suspended in a soft hairy sac. “I like to be nude when I’m working…naked as the day I was born. It feels more natural, more right. Nothing like the feel of bare skin! I hope you don’t mind!” I didn’t know what to say…so I didn’t say anything! He started the session, massaging my feet and legs, working his way up along my body. His touch felt wonderful. His experienced hands kneaded and stroked my cares away. “That’s it,” he said. “Just let yourself go! Let your aches and cares and inhibitions slip away.” I gave myself over to the pleasure of his touch. He had me turn over onto my back and resumed his efforts on my body, once again working his way up from my feet. Magic fingers! Did that sound too corny? He then disclosed, “By the way… I’m HIV-positive. I hope that’s not a problem for you.” “I guess that’s OK,” I stammered. “You know, of course,” he added, “that my virus can only be transmitted by an exchange of bodily fluids such as blood or semen, not by the touch of bare flesh on flesh. Besides, even if I was to fuck someone right here on the table, there’s no guarantee they’d catch my bug in just one try.” “Do you take that daily PrEP?” I enquired. “Doesn’t that keep your viral load in check?” He laughed! “I wouldn’t use that stuff if you PAID ME! I hardly ever get tested, but my count is usually pretty high! For better or worse, I’d rather keep healthy the natural way. I follow a strict dietary & exercise regimen every day.” “Yeah!” he continued. “Natural’s the only way to go. Hell, I even have sex naturally. You won’t find any condoms around here!” This sure sounded risky to me, but I didn’t think it was my place to say anything. He interrupted my thoughts. “Here! Lift up your hips for a minute!” Without much hesitation, I did as I was told. Ken grasped my briefs by the waistband and with one sharp tug, they were down to my knees. “I bet that’s a bit more comfortable!” One of his hands cupped my nuts. “Mmmm! Nice balls you got there,” he said as he gently rolled them around in the palm of his hand. He grinned and asked, “What kind of seed you got in here anyway? Negative?” I BLUSHED! “I KNEW it! So…These balls are full of neg seed? That’s kinda hot! You know…my poz hands…all over your neg body.” His talk was getting me both flustered and, at the same time, turned on. My dick inched across my belly as it began to grow. Ken smiled! “Maybe we should get you out of these briefs. I’m thinking, they’ll just get in the way.” He pulled them off, tossing them on the chair with the rest of my clothes. I wanted to question his actions, but Ken just shook his head. “Don’t worry,” he said! “I do this all the time.” He went back to fondling my testicles, gently rolling and tugging on them. By now, my cock was fully erect. I was embarrassed that my excitement was so obvious. One of Ken’s fingers found my sphincter. At first it made little circles, but soon the tip started nudging and poking, seeking admission. “You’re awfully tight down here, Cliff. I’m going see if can get you to loosen up a little!” I guess I started to get nervous. Everything seemed to be happening so fast. I tried to sit up, but he placed his hands on my shoulders and eased me back down again. “Don’t worry, Baby! I know just the thing to totally relax you.” He leaned forward and engulfed my straining cock in his mouth. His wet lips fastened on the shaft and his tongue started swirling around the sensitive head. “How’s that feel, now? Better? I thought so. You know…your body is VERY responsive. Your penis is so fucking stiff.” With that, he resumed his oral attentions. Suddenly, I became aware that his probing finger had found its way up inside me. He pulled away and looked at me. “You know…my finger…my POZ finger…has penetrated your butt. Technically, my virus is now…INSIDE YOU! What do you think…does that turn you ON?” To my utter shame, my body stiffened, my hips bucked and, without even being touched, my dick began to gush sperm. Ken leered and said, “Yeah! That’s what I thought! Deep down, your body knows what it wants!” He bent forward and took my spurting penis back into his mouth. “Mmmm!” After he had drained me and lapped up the spilled seed, he gazed at me and said, “You know…lots of my clients have gotten turned on by thoughts like that…just like you did. Hell…I’ve had clients get SO HOT they actually BEGGED me to fuck them…fuck them right here on the table…despite knowing I would probably knock them up. I mean, I hardly ever go ahead and actually do it, but once in a while…you know…a guy like me has needs too! I wanna get laid…just like the next guy!” I wanted to protest but his lips sealed over mine, his tongue snaking into my mouth, dueling with mine…distracting me…confusing me. Ken returned to my cock, kissing and licking at it. Amazingly, I got hard again almost instantly! “Ready for more, I see,” he said, smirking. “Mmmm! Just the way I like it.” His head descended on my rigid shaft. For the next 20 minutes or so, he kept me right on the edge, several times backing off when he felt my body tighten in anticipation of cumming again. I felt lost in a haze of sexual stimulation! At some point, something shifted in the mood. Somehow, I could tell that the focus was shifting away from my needs over to Ken’s. I looked at him as his mouth came off my cock, ropes of his saliva dripping down onto me. His face took on an odd expression. “I think you’re ready, Baby! It’s time to have some fun!” He went to the foot of the table and, grasping my ankles, he started to raise my legs. “I’m gonna get up on the table with you! That’ll make things a lot easier.” As he climbed up, his shoulders naturally began pushing my legs back, forcing my knees down against my chest. He kept looking into my eyes, telling me it was going to be OK. “This is what you want, Baby…and I’m going to give it to you!” I wanted to resist but he kept kissing away my protests. I could feel his cock bobbing against my hole, his dickhead leaving a slippery trail of goo. I knew that he was trying push into me, but, stiff as he was, his cock kept slipping, owing to the copious amounts of pre-cum that was leaking all over. Here I was, on the verge of letting a total stranger fuck me, knowing that he would end up filling me with his toxic ejaculate. Panicking, I started to struggle. “Hey!” he barked! “You want me to have to get a little rough? Is that it? You want it rough?” “No!” I whimpered! And with that, my resistance vanished. I was ready to submit. “Please!” I implored. Again and again I said the word, not sure exactly what I was begging for. “PLEASE!” My body surrendered as well as my spirit. My hole, which had been clamped tight as a last defense, now opened, giving him full permission to enter me. I could feel his girth as he slid in, stopping only when he could penetrate no further. He sighed in satisfaction. “I can’t last as long as I used to, but I can still get the job done. You might not convert, but if you do, you’re gonna love having a part of me growing inside you.” “Please!” There was that word again! Ken started up a nice and easy pistoning motion. “Fuck, yeah! Skin on skin! All-natural…just the way it’s supposed to be…just the way I like it! Fuck! You being NEGATIVE…me being POSITIVE…that makes it SO HOT, don’t you think?” He lowered his mouth and pressed his lips tightly to mine, cutting off any possibility of my answering that question. He settled into the slow steady rocking motion with his hips. He breathed into my ear, “I’m in no hurry, Baby!” Occasionally, he’d rotate or grind his hips so I was always aware of his large cock as it moved within me. The constant repetition mesmerized me to the point where my thoughts and worries ebbed away. As the repetitive power of the fuck took hold of my senses, I lost track of time. Ken’s voice drifted in from somewhere. “Is this what you want, Baby? I need you to tell me!” I moaned in response. He said, “Say ‘Yes!’ I want to hear you say ‘yes!’” I moaned again! Louder this time! “SAY IT!” I opened my eyes and looked up at him, felt him deep inside me. “Yes!” I said. “Please…YES!”

*This is mostly fantasy with a little reality thrown in* ---------------------------------------------------------------- Part 1(?) It was Friday night and the beginning of a three day weekend, so what better way to celebrate than to get a little twisted at my favorite bathhouse? I arrived around 9:30PM, even though the parking lot wasn't full yet and paid my entrance (thankfully my bag wasn't checked) and walked straight to my room. Nice, I had gotten lucky and was assigned a deluxe room with a queen-sized bed. After stripping down I opened my bag and pulled out my supplies. A pipe, two lighters and the bag of stuff that would make this night. I also had remembered to bring my blindfold so that any tops with hesitations wouldn't feel shy. The porn playing on my TV was one of the few bareback flicks they had in rotation, a hot number with four smooth Marine boys. I immediately got to packing my pipe and, staring intently at the screen, flicked my lighter on and held it under the fresh bowl. As the white smoke started to swirl around and intensify I took a deep breath. Blub blub blub, went the water in the pipe and immediately the chambers turned bright white as I tasted the slightly unpleasant first taste of the tina. After my lungs could not hold anymore I set the pipe down and instinctively grabbed my cock as I exhaled a huge cloud over the hot boys on TV. "Beautiful," I muttered under my breath, as the thought of these muscle men passing around a pipe and getting spun took hold of my mind. I was rock hard within seconds and took another large hit. After a few minutes I decided to dim the lights and crack open the door to get a feel for the crowd that was present thus far. A couple guys walked by but didn't stop after making eye contact... which is why my preferred position is face down, ass up. I closed the door and took a couple more hits, which was starting to make my freshly cleaned hole twitch for some action. Leaving the pipe slightly visible in the shadows (I get turned on at the thought of getting walked in on while smoking,) I donned my blindfold and settled in diagonally on the bed, facing the wide open door. As expected, within five minutes I felt the familiar sensation of a hand on my leg running up to my ass. My excitement was piqued and I wiggled my butt a little to let this stranger know he was welcome in my ass. "Fuck yea, that's a sweet hole," a deep voice growled. I reached around to feel a heavy, thick cock of about eight inches. I couldn't help myself and turned my body to wrap my lips around his tool as he started to finger my hole. "Mmmmmhmmmmmmm" was all I could muster with my mouth full. "Oh fuck, you're partied up, aren't you boy?" the voice asked and I knew he had seen my pipe sticking out from the wadded up towel by my bed. "Uh huh," I said eagerly. "I love breeding party sluts like you, take a couple hits while I fuck you." This was exactly what I had been hoping for and I wasted no time in lowering my blindfold to grab my pipe. I could see my anonymous fucker now as well. He was a tall middle aged Latino man, with the hint of a six pack and a beefy belly, just how I like them. "That's right," he nodded, "Blow those clouds in the mirror while you watch me fuck your party hole." He slipped his unusually thick meat in my hole as I let out a gasp; his cock was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, stretching me open as he bottomed out in me. I took a hit and let out another white cloud as he smiled approvingly at me and started to pump my ass. "Fuckin' hot, boy. You love my cock in there, huh?" as I moaned in repsonse.. "Fuck yeah, dump your load in that party hole!" I pleaded with him as he quickened his pace and took another hit for his viewing enjoyment. "Yeah" he growled with his eyes closed, signaling he was close. "Cumdump party boy, fucking lookin' for loads and tina huh?" "Fuck yeah, fuck yeah!" I moaned even louder as this is the type of degrading dirty talk that gets my cock hard no matter what I might be on. "I'm gonna fuckin' unload in you boy," he said quickly as he started thrusting like crazy. "Fuck yea, I'm gonna make that hole mine! Uh! Uh! Uhhhhhhhhhh, arrrgh!" he yelled as he slammed into my hole, his cock throbbing with the volleys of his seed shooting in me. "Mmm, fuck yea" I panted as he pulled out and got ready to leave. I just laid there as I was, with a run of cum dripping down my hole and sac for any other guy to see. "Leave the door open." "I got a couple friends coming tonight," he said as he turned to walk out. "They like to blow clouds and love whoring out little chemsluts like you." "You let them know where I am, I'll be here all night."

The idea of being stealth pissed is hot to me. I've actually had it happen a couple of times, once in a restroom the other at an ABS. The one at the restroom was an understall fuck. This guy came in and wanted to fuck, so he slid under and I mounted his cock. after he was done, he wrote me a note before leaving saying "thanks, I've needed to go all morning." The other was through a gh at an ABS. the guy was doing a slow fuck and kept pausing, but i didn't think anything of it. I have a lot of practice holding in loads, so I hold whatever a guy deposits in me without really thinking about it. After driving home though I really had the urge to go and a lot of piss came gushing out. I was kind of surprised that I couldn't feel it when he was pissing, but it was a total turn on for me to realize what he'd done. I even took a load after him before leaving, so I wonder what the other guy encountered? My second sphincter is pretty strong though, so when I clean out I always use a long dildo to make sure there's no water trapped, so it;s feasible to me that a top could stealth piss me if he was deep. The other idea that is just a fantasy is someone stealth pissing when I'm sucking him off. I have my doubts as to whether this is even possible, but I've recently had a top tell me he's done it several times. I have no desire to drink piss, but this guy swears he will convert me into a piss drinker lol. I'm not really that oral, but will do it as foreplay. On the occasions when I can relax enough and get into a rhythm, I can get a cock into my throat. I was doing it with a guy once who was semi flaccid and was able to hold it in several times. I had the weirdest sensation that something was going in, just figured it was pre cum, but it seem like a lot to be pre cum. It didn't occur to me till later that he may have pissed, but it seems almost impossible that he could match his pissing to my rhythm and only do it when his cock was in my throat. I didn't taste anything, so it didn't really occur to me. But thinking about it later was a real turn on. Any top ever do this? is it even possible?

A while back I was at a Cumunion party, hanging out in one of the gloryhole cubicles. Things were a bit slow, and then something I've very rarely seen came through one of the holes: a guy with a PA. I hesitated a bit at first, not only because I've never played with a pierced cock before, but it's rather intimidating in general. On top of that his gauge was on the larger side. He hung out there for a minute, and I said why not, got down on my knees and started blowing him. He got rock hard almost instantly, turns out on top of the piercing he was thick. My hole was aching to get fucked at that point, so I decided to give it a shot. I lubed him up, turned around, lined him up, and went for it. Awkward doesn't adequately describe those first couple attempts to get him inside me. A combination of nerves and the slickness of the lube made it somewhat difficult for me to get things started, not to mention I had to try a couple different angles to compensate for his piercing. Finally I got him to the sweet spot, he plowed right in, and I felt like I was going to cum on the spot. The initial sensation was extremely confusing: his cock was warm, but his piercing was still cold. But oh my god, the balls on either end of the piercing relentlessly massaged my prostate and the entire line of his thrusts as he pounded me, it turned my cock into a fountain of pre-cum. I couldn't help myself and worked my hips back and forth as hard as I could with the rhythm of his thrusts, my mind skipped pig mode entirely and went straight to unabashed cum slut. Unfortunately he didn't last too long, and although I was sad our fun was ending, I slammed my ass onto his cock like it was the last fuck of my life. He unloaded in me, but I kept fucking him until he pulled out, I couldn't get enough. I had no idea getting fucked by a PA was so amazing, it made me an instant fan. Has anyone else had experiences like this with a PA? Is it always that good?

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Saturday night after work, I went over to a fuckbuddy's place. It had been a month since we had hooked up last, between our travelling, and J. was horny. I was, too: I wanted his big dick inside me. We smoked a joint, I cleaned out quickly (I did try to piss on J., but he gave me such a good blow job that I could not let go), and then we went out. J. fucked me deeply, spending a lot of time eating my whole and then sliding into me on spit alone. He's a master of topping, really; I would not have thought that I could take any dick, let alone a dick as big as his (seven inches and above-normal thickness), on spit alone. We did ass-to-mouth on some occasions, me swallowing his dick whole down my throat. He positions himself as a top, but I've found in play that we've done more bottoming than he apparently usually does. After one spate of him topping me, we exchanged positions, him on all fours on his knees as I first ate his ass and then entered him. (I was able to do so on spit alone, apparently, though it took me more time.) A delightful period of topping ensued, me taking on different styles of fucking and different angles, ending with him shooting his load. I was a bit disappointed not to take his load--that is one thing I've always taken from J. I was not, repeat not, disappointed by the flip-flop fucking. I ended coming off by jacking off as he did his best to fist me, getting four fingers inside me deep.

when i top i love the moment when i have the bottom fully impaled on my cock and i grab there shoulders and force them down further on till i hear that low as i call it slut moan hold for a few seconds then back to fucking them

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.

I kinda miss the Coral Sands.

I have a few. I needed to make them because I was in the porn industry myself. Let me tell you, it is NOT easy to get into. Two of three things are generally required: a great bod, a huge dick, and a pretty face. Abs are highly valued, but big muscle is not always required. It depends on the studio and what your goals are. If you're a BB cumslut, then Treasure Island would probably work out for you. If you have no ink but decent beef, there's Colt. If you're a deviant fucker and do all kinds of nasty things, Dark Alley and Raw Fuck Club might be a good fit. But this also depends on your location. There's also not much money in it anymore. There's a very small percentage of porn stars who can do exclusively porn and support themselves. The online thing and OnlyFans has got so huge that it takes away from DVD sales. There's still a market, surely, but it's not what it was. That said, it's also highly competitive. The studios know they can get the best guys, and they generally filter them out through their experience, looks, and talents. They also look at your online presence, how many followers you have, what sort of videos and pics you have of yourself. And they are always watching. Piss off one director or studio, and you're done. They know you are expendable. But many won't even reject you to your face. They will expect you to take their silence as their answer. And the pressure to remain in peak physical condition at all times is both mentally and physically exhausting. Back to the topic at hand, I am still on good terms with many of my friends in the biz. I've even fucked a couple of them. And when you don't treat them like a piece of meat or as a commodity, it can be a rewarding friendship. We're all people, and we all want to be liked for who we are, not what we do in the sack or on film.

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.

PART 8 There was nothing else open around the bookstore, which was surrounded by a neighborhood of car repAir places, storage places, and industrial type businesses. I pulled into the store’s lot, totally nervous I would be spotted by someone. I had no idea what to expect still, but I wasn’t the only one there. There was at least a dozen cars in the lot besides mine. Before I could chicken out, I got out of my car and tried to discreetly sneak in. That plan was blown when the clerk immediately asked me for my id. I showed it to him and he looked it over and handed it back, telling me to enjoy myself. I took a quick look and saw the layout. Rows of DVD’s and then an aisle of lingerie and an aisle of sex toys. I was beginning to be disappointed when I saw the small lit up sign advertising private video booths. Without hesitation, I made my way into the back of the store. This area was separated and customers in the front wouldn’t even really be able to see back here. It seemed like a few rows of dark corridors that led to small booths, maybe twenty booths total. Along the wall of the main corridor wAs the list of all the pornos that you could watch in the booths. At least half were gay, which was reassuring. I also noticed guys lurking in the shadows, in vacant booths with the doors open. Not a ton, but these were guys obviously not just watching videos. They were hanging around back there. I pretended to look at the video selection wall, but really watched the guys mill around. Two were old, like real old and I had zero interest. Another one was at least 39 but overweight. A Latino guy just looked a little too gang menmbery. Then I saw him, a guy just my type. He was 40ish and taller than me, probably a little over six feet and thin. His hair was cut very short. He had on a T-shirt and shorts and flip flops. I didn’t know what to do, so I just stared at him. After he looked back and met I stare, he gestured with anod toward a booth near the back of the row. Slowly, he walked in and gently shut the door. I keenly didn’t hear a click of a lock. With a shaking hand that took all my courage, I reached and felt the knob, after makin sure no one was watching me. The door opened and he gestured again with a nod to come in. As soon as I did, he reached over and clicked the lock. The inside booth had a machine to take the money and control the screen mounted to the wAll. He loaded a few dollars and the video sprang to life, as he clicked over to a gay sex scene where one guy was worshipping another guys cock with his mouth. We both stared at the screen, our eyes going back and forth from it to each other. He was rubbing his bulge and i was mesmerized. Seeing this, he opened his shorts and dropped them down stepping out of them and setting them on the bench seat. It was a beautiful cut 7 inch cock with nice full balls. I followed suit, assuming this was protocol. As I set my shorts down and turned away, I felt his hand graze my butt. Instinctively, i spread my legs and allowed the touch. His finger slid between my cheeks and I arched my back to meet it. Suddenly, he was down on his knees and he was spreading my legs further and gripping my ass cheeks. Then I felt it, his beard scratching the insides of my ass crack as his tongue darted out and licked my hole. I bucked but he held on and dove in, licking and sucking my asshole. The porno played, along with the sounds of other booths. The smell of sweet smell ofcum and sex permeated the air. I gripped the wall for balance as I stood bent over having a total stranger I hadn’t ever seen until two minutes ago lick my hole. I was gasping and bucking and trying to keep quiet. He was so good at rimming me. I gave in completely, my cock so hard I knew better than to touch it or else I would cum. Then just as suddenly, he stopped and rose up behind me. Almost immediately, I felt it and knew. One hand on my ass cheek, pulling it open and exposing my hole. The other hand guiding his rock hard cock to my eager rosebud. He rubbed his cockhead against my asshole, driving me crazy. “Ready to eat fucked?” He whispered. “Please!” was my only reply. The pressure increased. I tried to relax, a little worried that he was only using spit as lube. It definitely burned when his steel like rod drove into me and my hole surrendered. Hands against the wall i focused just on letting my hole open, feeling the change as the pain and stabbing turned to ecstasy. He was working it in, as both of us tried not to make too much noise. His cock began to pick up speed and I noticed the spit made things a little less slippery in a really good way. My hole has blossomed and was accepting his big man cock hungrily. It felt so good to have a hard dick fucking me again. And he was picking up speed, really fucking me now. “I’m getting close,” he whispered as he hunched over me. I didn’t plan it or anything but I heard myself replying, “Please cum in me.” As soon as those words left mouth, my mystery man’s thrusts grew faster and more erratic. With both hands on my hips he drove deep one final time and collapsed against me, as his cock throbbed inside me and spasmed, as it ejaculated into me. After a few seconds, he slowly backed out and i clamped my hole shut to try to keep the cum in me. He silently dressed and i hurried to get my shorts back on. As soon as his clothes were on, he straightened himself up and opened the door, slid out, and gently shut it, leaving me still dressing in the booth with the gay porn still playing on the screen and a huge load of a strangers sperm soaking into me. Less than ten minutes had elapsed since I had walked into the bookstore.

PART 7 The next day, I relived the experience at Tim’s. I had almost no regrets. The hiv thing scared me, but not enough to keep me from already looking forward to more. I thought about what had happened after we had fucked. Tim really seemed to like fucking me. He asked me again about the hiv thing and reminded me that In the moment, I had not only been ok with it, I had asked him for it. For his poz cum. Those words were going thru my head a lot. I knew I had said it. And the words had a weird effect on me now the next day. They scared me and made me hArd. It was totally messing with me. And I was still totally getting the “stop doing this, this is crazy” messages In my brain, but I had jerked off three times in the last 18 hours since his cock had ejaculated into me. And I was still horny. I wanted him, even still a little sore, I wanted to get fucked. By 8 that night, I was online and messaging Tim, but he wasn’t on. I waited and waited til almost ten. He must have been busy and I couldn’t just show up. I was so horny at this point, so eager to service him, to worship cock. I figured I would give it a few more minutes. My Dick was rock hard and sex was leading all thoughts. I didn’t see any hot guys on the site . I signed off and as I did, a thought occurred to me. I had driven by it many times and it was only twenty minutes Away, in the business district. I wasn’t even sure if the stories were true about the adult book store, that it was mostly a place for gay guys to hook up. Something about a maze of private video booths with 100 different pornos to pick from and that guys would go into the booths and fuck and suck. The owner of the place was gay and actually encouraged it. It sounded like an urban legend that was fake but what if it wasn’t? What if there were some hot guys, older guys like Tim, just there horny and looking to meet someone to fuck right there in the store? At 10:30 that night with a rock hard teenage cock and a hole that had just become addicted to raw man sex, it didn’t even seem like I had a choice. Even though I was literally so nervous I was nauseous, I was on my way. I was barely past my 18th birthday and on my way to my first adult book store, where I hoped that everything I heard was true and that I was on my way to meet a stranger I hoped would want to fuck me. I didn’t pretend or lie to myself. I wanted to get fucked by an older guy, no condom and no pulling out. And I wanted it so bad.

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My partner and I did a long weekend down south to get away from the cold. We try to do this as often as possible in the winter. Stayed at a gay resort in FTL, clothing optional, with a nice pool and hot tub area. The weather was pretty decent while we were there, so the pool area was active most afternoons and evenings. There was a nice mix of guys in their 40s, 50s and 60s at the resort, and it appeared some men came in on a day pass. There’s no playroom at this place, but that doesn’t slow down the sexual energy. There’s plenty of friskiness to be enjoyed. Some guys are very friendly, while there are always a few who just keep to themselves. One afternoon they hosted a little happy hour out by the pool. Nothing fancy, but still a nice opportunity to have a few cocktails and chat with other guys. My partner Shane and I threw on our bathing suits and joined the milling crowd. I chatted with a couple guys from Texas and MInnesota who were spending a couple weeks down there. I also appreciated the bartender was a heavy pourer and I was starting to enjoy a little buzz. Shane was chatting it up with some guys near the hot tub. He looked hot standing there in his blue speedo, his ample cock filling out the front nicely. There were casuals pets and tugs happening around the happy hour as guys flirted with one another. About 45 minutes into the event, I noticed an older bearish guy, silver-white hair, husky, with a trim beard wearing an orange speedo come up behind Shane and start rubbing his shoulders. I recognized the guy as someone who had been around the pool last night, and had chatted with Shane and a few others. He was charismatic and humorous, as I remembered, though I couldn’t recall much about him. I grabbed another drink and joined another conversation. I noticed that the daddy continued rubbing Shane’s shoulders, but was now also slowly grinding against Shane’s ass. Shane for his part had stopped participating in the conversation near him, and was slipping into his non-verbal sexual state. His hands reached back and touched the silver-haired daddy who was methodically seducing him. He started grinding his ass back against the guy’s bulging speedo, which was no longer completely containing the hardon. Finally I saw the guy lean toward Shane’s ear, say something, and Shane silently nodded. They quickly disappeared through the foliage, and then I caught of glimpse of them making their way to the guest rooms. It looked like they may head to our room. I chatted a few minutes more as the bar was closing up for happy hour. Guys were discussing dinner plans. I took that opportunity to slip away and head toward our room. I listened at the door, and thought I heard noise inside — tough to always tell through these metal doors. I unlocked the door quietly and stepped inside quickly and silently so as not to disturb anything. There was an intense sexual energy in the room. Shane was already impaled on the guy’s cock, the bear laying on his back on the bed while Shane bucked and bounced on his thick meat. He was riding hard, grunting and breathing heavy as he took that cock. The bear pushed a bottle of poppers under Shane’s nose — “Take a good hit, boy. You’ll need it.” Shane’s face was a total cock lust — a look I’ve seen plenty of times. I knew he was totally captivated by this guy’s dick inside him, and was going to do whatever he told. The bear obviously figured that out, too. ”Ride it, boy. This is what you wanted. Daddy’s cock in your hole.” i started jerking off,tucked behind a screen off the side of the room where I wouldn’t be intrusive. I love watching Shane get fucked, and this promised to be a hot show. Shane leaned forward, bracing his arms against the bear’s chest. The guy started thrusting upward hard and deep, driving grunts and gasps out of his bottom boy. They fucked intensely for nearly 10 minutes as I watched. Then Shane slowed down and slid off. The cock that emerged from his ass was like a torpedo — no wonder he was making so much noise getting fucked! It looked to be 7 1/2-8 inches long, and was girthy all around the middle before tapering to a nice head that could penetrate the tightest hole. Shane collapsed onto the bed, rolling onto his back. The bear was up and kneeling in front of Shane. “Show me your hole.” Shane complied, raising his legs and spreading them to expose his hole. The bear positioned himself and plunged inside, driving a gasp from Shane. “That’s it boy. It’s supposed to hurt a little. You knew you wanted this cock down by the pool. Now take it.” The guy proceeded to fuck Shane senseless. He was pounding hard, his balls slapping against Shane’ ass — I could hear it across the room — using the younger man’s ass for his pleasure. I could almost feel what Shane was experiencing in his ass. The thick raw cock stretching his hole wide, filling him with each plunging thrust, feeling empty each time it pulled out, and desperate to have it inside him again. He was completely given over to the ecstasy being fucked, and anticipating what more was to come. “I’m gonna mark your ass, boy. That’s right. You’re gonna be bred.” Shane looked up excitedly, breathing heavy with his hot body spread wide open for the pounding he was taking. The bear was grunting, a deep, growling sound. “Oh, boy. You’re gonna be my cumdump. That’s what you wanted down by the pool. Wasn’t it?” Shane was beyond being able to speak — he just nodded excitedly, breathing heavy, and looking with total surrender at the guy using him. The bear pounded into him, his thrusts fast and powerful. He was going for the gold here. He let out a string of grunts, his body slamming hard into Shawn’s spread ass, holding it there for a second, and then thrusting again as he grunted. He was unleashing streams of cum inside Shane’s waiting ass. He gave a feel final thrusts, relishing the tight, warm hole he’d been using. Then he pulled out, shuffled up the bed to Shane head, “Clean off Daddy’s dick,” and he pushed his raw cock into Shane’s open mouth. “ That’s it. Clean every drop of cum off it. Taste your ass on my dick.” Shane moaned his agreement, never taking his mouth off the cock that had just bred him. “That’s it, boy. I knew you were a cum whore. That’s eat. Show me how much you loved Daddy’s cock.” The energy in the room was fading. Shane would not cum, and the bear had no further use for him at the moment. He’d seduce Shane again the next night, and take him to a friend’s room where they would both breed his hot ass. Shane would describe to me how they passed him back and forth, fucking his face and ass until they both filled him with their cum. This is one of the reasons I love staying at gay resorts and on gay cruises. If you enjoyed this story of our exploits, let me know with a message and/or an uprating. I’ll keep sharing so long as people are reading — and hopefully getting off to them.

Part 4 Benji and Tyler were face to face as he was bred by Kyle. Tyler leaned closer so that the two twinks could kiss. Tyler broke the kiss to say, “Kyle filled you with his cum. How did it feel?” Benji replied, “Yeah, he did cum inside me. It feels amazing.” As Kyle continued to work his cock in his hole while Benji worked his ass trying to milk more of Kyle’s cum for his semi hard cock remembering to say, “Thank you for your cum, thank you for your gift.” As both twins pulled out of their respective bottom, Kyle said to his twin, “Bro, you’ve got to tap this ass. His ass is so hungry that it milked my cock through the entire fuck.” The two twinks looked at each other, both now empty and in need of more cock. As Tyler lit the torch and began heating the pipe he said, “Let’s take a couple hits then we can each search for our next cock.” Tyler’s main responsible responsibility for the moment wasn’t get fucked, although he was in need of a cock filing his ass. He was doing exactly what David and John wanted, letting Benji blowing clouds. They passed the pipe back and forth between them each taking 4 hits before they were interrupted by this 50’ish, very fit and in shape daddy type. He headed directly for Benji. He introduced himself, “You must be Benji. David had told me so much about you. My name is Arthur.” Arthur pulled the high twink in for a hug that quickly became a kiss as Arthur’s semi hard cock rested against Benji’s groin. Once they stopped kissing Benji noticed that Tyler had walked away, most likely in search of me cock. Benji noticed the semi hard cock at his waist and instinctively wrapped his hand around the man’s rod. Enjoying the teens hand on his fuck stick he asked the tweaking twink, “You like that cock? I bet you’d like it inside your ass.” Benji could only nod in agreement as Arthur pushed him down to his knees telling him, “if you want my fuck stick inside you ass then you better get me hard.” Benji now had Arthur’s cock right at his lips. Without any hesitation he opened his mouth and took in as much of his cock as he could. What he had was a semi hard cock that was probably 7.5”, what he didn’t know was that Arthur’s cock was going to grow to is full 10.5” right down his throat. As the semi hard fuck stick reached the back of his throat, Benji knew that he was going to have to take it into his throat of he was going to do a good job of giving Arthur a good blow job. Arthur pulled back, told his cock sucker, “Take a deep breath in when I start to push back into you mouth.” He then grabbed Benji’s head between his two hands, and pushed his cock back into the kid’s mouth asking, “Are you ready to deep throat my cock?” Arthur didn’t really care for an answer from Benji, his cock was going into the teen's throat. As Arthur pushed his cock deeper in Benji’s mouth, he took in a deep breath and when the cock got to the entrance of his throat Arthur kept a steady force as the cock slid early into Benji’s throat. As the growing rod entered his throat all that was heard was a “OOMPH” from his plugged up throat. Benji’s eyes speed to almost pop out of his skull as he was slightly startled at the length of the cock he was teaching then his throat. Thinking he had taken it all in, he was surprised to hear Arthur say, “Almost there Benji my boy, about another inch or so”, as he felt the cock go deeper as he felt his nose nestle into the hair able his growing cock. Arthur slightly rocked his hips to get a little movement instructing the twink whose head was impaled on his hardening fuck stick asking him, “Swallow boy, just swallow my cock.” Benji attempted get comply with the instructions he was given and on the third try he got his throat to move on Arthur’s cock. Knowing the boy was going to need air he pulled back just enough allowing Benji to exhale and fill his lungs with fresh air before pushing all the way back in the teen’s throat. This time he was prepared as his nose quickly met Arthur’s pubic hair. This time Benji needed no instruction as he got to working his throat on the cock lodged in his throat. As he massaged it with his throat muscle he could feel out growing longer down his throat. Thankfully Arthur didn’t have the girth of the cock that had fucked him so far that night. Arthur was in heaven as he felt his pre cum dripping directly from his cock into his cock sucker's stomach as his cock reached it’s full length and hardness. He looked down at the teen with a big smile and said, “God damn boy, you took all 10 plus inches and didn’t gag. You ready to get fucked deep, really deep?” With the 10.5” cock still lodged in his throat, Benji did his best to nod ‘Yes’ as he began to find the net to breath. Slowly Arthur pulled his hard, dripping cock from Benji’s throat. Barely giving him anytime to catch his breath he pulled his soon to be fuck hole up to his feet, spun him around and pushed him face down on a table in front of the twink. Without wasting a second he quickly lined his cock up with Benji's hole balls deep in one thrust. Benji had no time to be prepared for the deep penetration as n Arthur held steady, grinding his dick into the newbie bottom before pulling back and thrusting back in deep again. Benji though being fucked by a thick cock was something, the depth Arthur was going for surprised him. Benji would moan with each deep thrust, each moan was a mixture of pressure and pain. As the two fucked they were joined by Sam who said, “Fuck that ass Arthur, fuck it deep! Sam was one of the local dealers and, at David’s suggestion, brought over a well packed pipe for Benji to smoke. He looked down at Benji and said, “You like life you could need to blue role clouds.” Benji looked up at the new figure week joined them as he introduced himself, “I’m Sam. I’m the guy who can get you what you want, Tina, GHB, MDMA, you name it. I saw Arthur slam his long cock inside you and knew you be needing to smoke.” Sam pulled out a well packed pipe as Benji carefully propped up on his elbows, carefully to keep Arthur’s cock inside him and allowing him to smoke. Sam hated the bowl telling Benji, “I think it’ll be easier if I shotgun this to you.” He then took a big hit then lend didn’t playing his lips on nthe teen’s lips feeding him the drug. Sam kept his mouth on Benji's turning the shotgun into a kiss. The kiss has Benji holding his breath allowing more of the drug to get into his body. Arthur could feel the effects of this long is as the twink’s up more began to vibrate. When the kiss broke Benji blew out a massive white cloud while Sam prepared to take another hit. With the cock working his ass Benji began to milk Arthur’s cock trying to get him to cum. Sam asked, “Can I fuck you next?” before he fed Benji another hit and then another before Arthur stared to pick up his pace. Benji continued to work his ass as Sam kept feeding him now meth. When Arthur’s breathing began to change and Benji could feel his cock get harder he began to ask, “Fuck that cum into me. Give me your baby juice. Breed me.” Arthur slammed in one more time and filled the teen with his poz load. This was the fifth load he’d deposited in one of the bottoms at the party, so it wasn’t that big, but all decent. He worked his cock his a little while after trying to work what cum was still inside into the walls of his ass.

The fourth post is here. * * * Dad and I walked slowly, arms around each other, through the corridors of the baths, glancing in rooms as we went past open doors. I was on the right, checking out the guys on my side of the hall while Dad took in the sights on the left. We had just rounded a corner when I saw something that made me stop and shake my head in disbelief before I looked again. I looked back into the room we had just come to and saw the biggest dick I had ever seen. The man was sitting up against the wall at the head of the mattress and was slowly stroking a piece of meat that was bigger than Dad's. "Dad," I whispered, "look at the size of this guy's cock." Dad turned back and peaked around the doorway at the man showing off for all passersby. "I'd recognize that dick anywhere," he said to me and stepped into the room, pulling me along with him. "Isaac," Dad said to the man stroking his cock, "I thought you were cooking dinner for Tom tonight." At the mention of the man's name, I realized who this was and tore my eyes away from his crotch, looking him over from head to toe. "Tom was so tired from working two shifts in the ER today, that all he wanted to do after dinner was hit the sack. Since I knew he wasn't going to be in the mood for a little action tonight, I told him I was going to come down here for a while and see what the men were doing. It's been fairly quiet, but it seems to be picking up now that you and your boy are here." Isaac hadn't stopped stroking his huge dick while we were standing there, and was smiling at me because I couldn't take my eyes off his meat. I finally broke my stare to take in the rest of him and what I saw was causing my dick to stiffen. Without his uniform on, Isaac was even more impressive. His chest was so big and well built, the pecs cast shadows on his abs. His massive chest and back tapered to a six-pack of abdominal muscles and a small waist, before widening into his ass and thighs. He was covered from head to toe with lots of short, curly black hairs, highlighted by the light cocoa color of his skin. His huge dick, and large, low hanging balls, were much darker than the rest of him, and a sheath of foreskin alternately exposed and covered a big rosy colored head as he continued to stroke the fucker while talking to us. I was getting turned on by the thought of all that fur rubbing against my skin, and by the desire to feel that dick filling my ass. "Ben," said Isaac, "I thought you were showing your boy the lay of the land. He's looking a little hungry, if you ask me." "I have been," replied Dad, "we had a little action with a hot bear earlier, and now I'm looking for a good fuck for him. But you have to admit; there are not too many guys out there with your sort of equipment. Is it any wonder he can't keep his eyes off it." "Well," added Isaac, "if he can take a good fuck like his old man, I'll be happy to help out." Dad turned to me and asked, "Boy, would you like that? Isaac's really a big, old teddy bear, but he'll give you a mean fuck, if that's what you want." "Yeah, Dad," I answered, "I think I'll be fine without you for a while." Dad patted me on the back and said, "That's my boy. I'll meet you back in our room later. Take your time and enjoy this stud. He doesn't get out much and you'll find out why his other half likes to keep it that way." Dad walked out of the room, closing the door behind him, leaving me alone with this hot man. The hot stud staring at me didn't waste any time with pleasantries. "Lose the towel, and get up here, boy," he commanded. His tone and his deep voice left no doubt in my mind that I had better do as he said. I dropped my towel on the floor and crawled up on the mattress, putting one leg on either side of him and sitting with his huge cock sandwiched between us. His curly body hair was causing a million little pinpricks through my skin and stiffening my dick as I rubbed against him. Isaac put his hand on the back of my head and pulled my face to his, locking his full lips on mine and forcing his thick tongue into my mouth. I sucked his tongue deep into my mouth and swirled mine around it. As we were tonguing each other's mouths hungrily, I felt his other hand slide between my ass cheeks and start to rub my hole with his fingers. Isaac's mouth was getting rougher, his teeth nipping my lips and tongue, before starting to chew and lick on my throat. His tongue was pressing hard into the flesh of my neck, sending shocks through my body, the probing fingers at my ass searching for entry into my hot chute. When he finished chewing on my neck and saw me leaning my head back in lust, he pushed me back a little and attacked my tits. There was nothing gentle about the way he was working my nipples and the little bites were making my asshole twitch in anticipation. Isaac worked one finger into my hole and started sawing in and out while working my tits, making my ass clench the invading digit. Isaac stopped chewing on my nipples and pulled his finger from my ass. "Get on your hands and knees with your ass towards me," he growled. "I'm going to get that boy pussy wet and open for a good fuck." As soon as I changed positions, he grabbed my ass cheeks with his big hands and spread them as far as they would go. When his thick tongue touched my hole, I started quivering from the sensations. Isaac licked all around my hole and stabbed his tongue into it. I could feel him working up lots of spit and applying it liberally to my hole. He moved his fingers closer to my opening and started pulling it open sideways. As it opened for him, he started chewing around the edges and pushing his tongue further inside, followed by a finger from each hand. Isaac was stretching my hole with his fingers in all directions, needing to get it loosened up to take his massive cock. More fingers joined the ones already stretching my hole and I felt it being pulled open wider and wider, his tongue reaching inside as far as it would go and applying more spit to the walls of my ass. Isaac stopped working my ass long enough to get a bottle of lube from the table and pour some on my ass and his right hand. He made a pointed fist of his hand and started twisting it slowly into my hole, punching a little deeper with each twist. I was getting hotter by the moment, pushing back against the invading hand, trying to get as much of this hot man inside me as possible. He continued working his hand into my ass, going as deep as his knuckles, spreading his fingers and really opening my hole. When he stopped, I looked back to see why and saw him pouring lube on his big prick. Isaac pulled a condom package from the table, opened it with his teeth and rolled it down his long cock. The condom only covered about three-fourths of the length of that monster and I felt a stab of fear deep in my guts. That big fucker was never going to fit, I thought and asked, "Do you have any poppers?" "You're going to need something much stronger to take this baby," he said, "Now stand up and squat down on this bad boy." As I shifted position to do what I was told, he picked up a spray bottle and handkerchief. I centered my ass on the big head of his cock and sat down a little to get it lodged in my hole. I could feel the head sliding slowly into my ass but stopped when the pain started. "Just wait until you feel the rush from the ethyl chloride, then push down as much as you can stand. We've got lots of time to get this right." Isaac sprayed a big circle of liquid onto the handkerchief and handed it to me. "Put this in your mouth and inhale slowly until your lungs are full and you don't feel the cold anymore," he explained. I took the rag, let out all my air, put it into my mouth and started to inhale through the cloth. A cold, metallic taste filled my throat and lungs, and when I couldn't breath any more in, I handed the rag back to him. I felt the rush start like poppers, but suddenly my ears were ringing and it felt like my whole body was vibrating in time to the ringing. The heat spread from my chest outwards to my toes and I felt my asshole opening to allow more of the big head to enter my chute. My ass lips were suddenly hungry for this man's cock and I pushed down, ignoring the pain, feeling inch after inch of the big fucker filling me like never before. I pushed down until it felt like the head of his dick hit a wall way up inside me. I looked down and there were still a few inches of hot dick left underneath me but I didn't think like I was going to be able to take it all. Isaac sprayed the cloth again and handed it to me, so I breathed deep, feeling the rush start before I'd finished inhaling. I lifted myself up, my ass lips hugging the fat dick inside me, and then pushed back down, determined to get all of this man's meat inside. As I sat back down and got to the point where I had stopped before, I felt something shift deep inside and I slid on down to rest on his pubes. As I was coming out of the rush, I looked at Isaac and saw him beaming at me in admiration. He placed his big hands under my ass and started to lift me up as if I weighed nothing. Using my legs to help, I slid up to the top of his big, long cock and then slid back down, grinding my ass into his pubic hair. I was so full of cock, it was pressing on every nerve in my body and driving me crazy. I raised and lowered myself on that big fucker, hitting my prostate on each down stroke and punching deep into my chute. When he thought I was used to his size, he leaned me back onto the mattress, lifting my legs onto his shoulders. He pulled his legs underneath himself and knelt behind me, pinning me with his dick. Isaac started fucking me in long, slow strokes, sliding his big dick all the way in and out until just the head was left inside, clutched tightly by my stretched hole. He fucked me slowly like this for a few minutes, watching my face for signs of discomfort, and when he saw none, he began to slip it into me a little faster. His fuck speed was increasing with every minute and I was thrashing on the mattress, going crazy from the action. As he plunged into me, he was moving his dick up and down, side to side, working my hole and stirring my guts. I was getting the fuck of my life and felt myself pushing up to meet his strokes, clenching my hole to drag more pleasure out of him. He slammed into me and stopped, flexing his rod while moving my legs and laying me on my side. He leaned over me and spread one ass cheek upward so he could push more of his dick inside. He continued his slow, hard strokes, pulling completely out of me and then plunging back in to the hilt. When his dick pulled out of my hole, I could feel it staying open, as if begging to be filled again by that thick fucker. My ass was loving this punishment and Isaac was grunting with pleasure each time he sank that big cock all the way in. We were both starting to sweat from the effort we put into this fuck, and the hairs on his chest and stomach were glistening with it. When he stopped again, he pulled his dick out of me and rolled me onto my stomach. He grabbed the ethyl and rag from the table, sprayed a big circle on the rag and inhaled it. His sprayed another circle on the rag and handed it to me. While I has filling my lungs once again, Isaac was using his fingers to stretch my hole and lodge his cock head just inside it. As the rush hit me, I felt the cock head slip past the entrance of my hole, then he smacked one of his big hands on my ass, stinging my flesh and causing my head to jerk back. He slammed his cock into me and started his hard, strong strokes again, slapping my ass occasionally to punctuate his fucking, his big heavy balls slapping mine. He started talking dirty to me, groaning into his sentences, "This boy pussy was made for fucking. You need big, daddy cock inside you, don't you, boy?" I was watching him over my shoulder as he fucked me, not believing that this much cock was driving in and out of me. I lifted my ass to meet his strokes and clenched my hole as he was pulling out, trying to keep that big fucker buried deep inside me. Isaac was completely taken over by his own rush from the ethyl and was pounding my ass as hard as he could, my own rush focusing all my attention on the sensations that big dick was giving me. There was nothing else in the universe but that dick and my ass, the sounds of our fucking and the feelings coursing through me obliterating everything else but those moments. I knew he was getting close to cumming because he was grunting faster and faster as he fucked me. His balls were pulled up inside his big sac, slapping my ass with each hard stroke. His dirty talk was fueling my fire and this pussy boy was trying to get as much of his fuck daddy inside as possible. I reached back with both hands and spread my ass cheeks as wide as I could, feeling the wide base of his cock stretch my hole even more. He was slamming into me, faster and faster, his breath matching his strokes, his fingers playing around my hole, trying to stretch it further. When he started cumming, he roared with the feeling, shoving his dick hard into my quivering asshole. I started clenching my ass even harder while he was filling the rubber with his spunk, his loud grunts of ecstasy blocking out the music from above us. I was sure guys downstairs could hear this stud's orgasm. After several seconds, Isaac stopped his hard fucking and slowed the strokes to milk the last of his cum from his cock, while I continued to clench my hole to help pull his juice from that fat tube. When he finally stopped his strokes and plunged one last time deep into me, I shifted around so I was on my back, watching him catching his breath and still impaled on his huge cock. I wrapped my hand around my throbbing dick and started jacking furiously, my ass still full of this big man's cock. It didn't take much to bring myself off, every nerve was on fire from the fierce fucking I had just gotten. Cum shot from my dick, shooting past my head and all over my chest, my asshole twitching as my muscles pushed the cum from my aching tube. My body was wracked with spasms and shivers from the intense orgasm, and I lay there, drained and incredibly satisfied. Isaac was sitting back on his feet, his breath starting to subside towards normal, his crotch still pressed against my ass, the softening dick still filling my chute. He began to inch backwards, slowly pulling his dick from my ass. I saw him reach one hand to his dick and felt him grab the base of the condom while he pulled the rest that monster out of my hole. I looked down between my spread legs and saw his cock laying on the mattress like a fat snake. He slipped the condom off his cock and laid it on my chest. There must have been a cup of cum trapped in the latex sleeve and I was eager to know what his man's spunk tasted like. I put the condom up to my lips and licked my tongue deep into pool of cum at the bottom of it. The sweet and salty taste of his cum covered my tongue, mingling with the odor of mine and the smell of our sweat. When he saw me tasting his cum, he bent over, putting both arms around my back and pulled me towards him. As I was sitting up, his tongue scooped up a wad of my cum from my chest and he fed it to me as our lips touched again, our tongues mingling in my mouth. Isaac was holding me tight against his furry body, licking the sweat from my face and neck in slow, sensual kisses. I was surprised at the tenderness after such a brutal fucking, and I felt myself melting into him as he continued the post-fuck intimacy. It now made sense why his lover would keep him on a short leash. When we both thought we could use our legs again for walking, Isaac suggested we go downstairs and take a shower. I wiped the cum off my chest, wrapped my towel around me and headed out the door this big man. We took a hot shower and Isaac washed me gently all over. When he was rubbing his hand down the crack of my ass, my hole was sore and felt as if it were stretched open permanently. When he slipped a finger inside me, I felt the lust for his cock again but it vanished when he pulled it out and continued soaping me up. After our long shower, Isaac and I walked back to his room where he grabbed me and kissed me for a long time before opening his door and saying goodnight. I watched as the closed behind him and then turned to walk back to our room. When I turned the corner by our room, I noticed the door was open and Dad was sitting naked on the mattress, stroking his big cock like Isaac had been doing. I stopped to watch for a moment or two, along with a small audience on the opposite wall. Every once in a while, someone would step into our room but I heard Dad say he was waiting for someone else. He finally saw me watching him and motioned with his head to come inside. "Leave the door open, boy," he told me, so I hung up my towel and walked over to the mattress. "I can tell by your face that you had a good time with Isaac," he said, "I told you he was a good fuck, didn't I?" "Yeah, Dad, he was almost as good as you," I replied. "Gee, thanks son, but I have to tell you I learned a lot from Isaac when we were dating, and I can only hope to be that good." "Well, Dad, you are," I told him, "and if you're not too tired, I'd be ready for some more daddy dick." "I was hoping you'd say that, and I hope you don't mind if we leave the door open. I want to show off my boy while I fuck him raw." In answer to his question, I reached for the lube and poured some into my right hand, spreading it over the length of his cock and down around the bush at the base. I put some more in my hand and bending over to show my ass to the open door, I shoved two fingers into my hole and worked the slick liquid around slowly, then jacked some onto my dick. I picked up the popper bottle and filled my lungs twice, exhaling between breaths. As the rush took over, I crawled onto the mattress and placed my asshole over the head of daddy's fat cock, put my hands on his shoulders and slid down the entire length in one movement. A groan of pleasure slipped from Dad as I hit bottom and I moved my ass in a slow circle to loosen myself up again, and feel his fur against my body. There was a residual soreness from the fuck I had gotten from Isaac, but the poppers and my lust for my Dad made me forget all about it. Dad picked up the poppers and took a hit while I lifted my ass up to the top of his dick and slid back down again. He placed his hands under my ass to help with my movements and moved his mouth to one nipple and began to chew. The pain from my nipple was spurring me on and I was riding that dick like wild man. I bent my head over and shoved my tongue into Dad's ear, swirling it around and making him work my nipple even harder. We got lost in the sensations we were giving each other and I completely forgot the door to the room was open. Dad stopped chewing on my nipples and lifted me up off his dick completely. My ass was feeling so empty and he told me to lie on my stomach. As I turned around, I saw the doorway was filled with men watching our action. Most were stroking their hard cocks under their towels, and others were standing there naked, openly jacking their hardons. I turned my head to look at Dad, and when he saw me looking at him, he said, "What does my boy want?" I knew this was part of the performance so I answered him, "I want hot, daddy dick fucking my ass." One of his big hands came down hard on my ass cheek, and he asked again, "Tell me what you want." My head had jerked back from the slap and I groaned, "Fuck my ass, daddy, fuck me with your big dick." He handed me the poppers and was teasing my hole with his fingers while I took a double hit again. I handed him the bottle and heard him inhaling deeply. The rush made my ass rise up to swallow his fingers, which were soon replaced with the head of his cock. "I'm going to give you all the big, daddy dick you need, boy," he groaned and sank the length of his meat into my hungry ass. He took no time to be gentle, slamming the full length of his cock into me, balls slapping my ass in time to his strokes. He was fucking me hard, moving his cock around to stir my guts and widen my hole for his onslaught. Dad was fucking my so hard, he was driving the breath out of me and sending shocks of pleasure through me every time he hit my prostate. The crowd of men watching us was moving slowly into the room, trying to get closer to the action that was getting their cocks dripping. One man moved over to Dad and was rubbing the fur on his back with a look of ecstasy on his face. Another was standing next to Dad, and squeezing the nipple closest to him. The tit work only caused Dad to increase his speed and ram his big cock deeper into my ass. His hands were spreading my ass so he could get in further, grinding his pubes into my hole. I opened my eyes to see a man standing in front of me, stroking his hard, dripping cock just inches from my face. "Feed my boy your cock," Dad commanded the man in front of me. The man stepped closer and I opened my lips to let him slide his cock into my throat. I was full of cock at both ends and I started working my mouth and lips on the cock lodged there as I was working my ass on the dick that was fucking me. Dad lifted my ass up so I was on my hands and knees, feeling the two men fuck both my holes in unison. The guy who had been working on Dad's tit knelt down and took my hardon into his mouth, the wetness and tongue work adding another sensation to my body. The man fucking my throat was holding my head so he could get all of his cock into my mouth, his balls slapping my chin. Dad was sawing in and out of my ass with such force that I was shoved onto the cock in my throat with every thrust. The crowd was urging the men fucking and sucking me. I could hear my Dad saying, "this ass is so hot for daddy dick," and "take that fucker's cock in your throat. I want to see you drain his balls while I'm watching." The man fucking my mouth was groaning with pleasure and saying, "suck that dick, you cock whore. I'm going to fill your guts with spunk." Someone put the poppers under my nose again and soon the rush was coursing through me, amplifying the sounds of bodies slapping together and dirty talk urging me to give this fucking everything I had. Suddenly, the dick in my throat expanding and I could feel the big vein on the bottom of it pumping cum into me, the man groaning loudly and calling me names. I was still getting my ass pounded as the cock in my mouth was pulled out, only to be replaced by another one. Dad was slapping my ass hard, and the mouth on my dick was sucking the cum up out of my balls. I was groaning that I was about to cum, but the dick in my mouth made my words unintelligible. I'm sure the three men knew it as well as I did because they intensified their efforts on my behalf and before I knew it, an incredible orgasm shook every part of my body. I felt the head of my cock swell in the guy's mouth and shoot wad after wad of hot cum down his throat. When I had stopped shooting, he pulled his mouth off my cock and moved away. The man fucking my mouth slammed into me one last time and I felt his hot liquid hitting the sides of my throat. The only man left moving was Dad, and his gasps were coming faster and faster so I knew he was close. Then Dad made one last thrust into my chute and groaned, "I'm going to fill my boy's ass with daddy juice." I felt the wads of cum hit my ass walls like soft bullets, while Dad was gasping and groaning behind me. Every pulse of his spitting cock was trying to get more of it inside me. My arms and legs were so weak from the orgasm that I sank slowly to the mattress, clenching my Dad's dick and bringing him down to collapse on top of me. A few of the guys in the room closest to us were jacking their dicks furiously, hell bent on cumming. In seconds, cum was flying from the dicks around us, some of it hitting our bodies and the rest splattering on the floor around us. Dad was still lying on top of me, twitching and shivering from his orgasm, as I watched our audience slowly leave the room. The last man out turned and smiled at me, and closed the door behind him. Dad and I were alone now, the smell of cum and sweat all around us. The furry hunk on top of me rolled both of us onto our sides; his dick still lodged in my ass, and placed his arms around me. He was gently kissing my neck and slowly running his hands over my body. The last thing I remember hearing before falling asleep was the sound of my Dad's voice telling me how much he loved me.

The second post is here. * * * I had awakened a couple of times during the night, conscious of the fact that dad and I never did make it to dinner to celebrate my birthday. The fierce pounding he had given my ass, coupled with the intense orgasm he had wrung from my body, was birthday present enough for me. Once I opened my eyes to find dad rolled away from me on the king size bed, so I moved over and put my arms around his hairy chest and curled up along his back, snuggling into his dark fur. What woke me this time was the feeling of a fat finger probing my asshole, twisting a little to get past the ring of muscle into the hot cavity beyond. I lay on my side, not daring to move, feeling his finger twist a little inside me and scooping some of his cum from last night out of my ass. He spread the cum around my hole, lubricating it and making it easier for him to dig in and get a little more. I had a pretty good idea of what dad was planning and it didn't take too long before he proved me right. I soon felt the broad head of his cock against my hole, and a slight pressure as he lodged it there. Dad reached an arm around me, placing his hand firmly on my crotch, just above my stiffening dick. With pressure from his hand and from behind, he sank the entire length of his long, thick cock through my already stretched ass ring and into my well-fucked chute. There was a quick flash of pain that went away immediately, and I was wide-awake as I felt him filling me with hot dick. Still lying on our sides, dad started fucking me slowly. The alternating fullness and emptiness of my ass chute was working the same magic on my body as the night before. I twisted my head up to watch that huge cock as it worked its way in and out of my ass. Dad bent over and placed his lips on mine; pressing his tongue into my mouth and then sucking mine back into his. We kissed as long as the awkward position would allow and then he pulled his head back. He shoved the whole length of his dick into my ass and rolled the both of us over until he was lying on top of my back, my face pressed into the pillow. He pushed his body up to the full extension of his arms above me and spread my legs with his. This made his dick sink even deeper into my ass and I felt the head lodge itself further up inside me. I lifted my ass and tried to get more dick inside me, but his pubes were already rubbing my sensitive hole and there was nothing more to take. Dad started fucking me with long, slow strokes and I could see his face, eyes closed and a smile of bliss crossed his lips. As his fucking got more intense, I pushed my ass up to meet his downward stroke, and clenched my hole as his monster cock pulled out. He must have enjoyed my participation because moans of pleasure escaped him, and I was jacking my dick against the sheets. After a couple of minutes, his breath started to hiss from between his teeth and suddenly he plunged one last time into my chute, a cry of agony filling the bedroom. His dick continued a series of short, stabbing movements, as though he was trying to get both his cock and his balls inside my hot ass. Soon, his body relaxed against mine and I felt his softening rod slowly pulled from the depths of my bowels. Dad sat back on his legs and lifted me up, turning me around and laying me back against the headboard. My dick had leaked a flood of juice onto the sheets and it felt sticky and slick under my butt. He took my cock into his hot mouth and began to suck like it was the last one he'd ever see. The swirling of his tongue on my sensitive cock head and the warmth of his mouth was pulling the cum up from my balls. It didn't take long before I was arching my back and feeling the first waves of orgasm hit me. My dick started shooting ropes of cum into the back of his throat and dad was swallowing it in loud gulps. As the final spasms subsided from my dick, he let it slide from his lips and looked into my face, an expression of supreme satisfaction lighting his eyes. He covered my lips with his and as our tongues met, I could taste traces of my cum which still coated his tongue. We kissed for a little while, as I ran my hands over his hairy shoulders and tweaked his nipples occasionally. When our mouths parted, he sat back and crossed his legs in front of himself, hands at his side to steady his body. "Nothing I like better first thing in the morning," he said, "than a hot ass to fuck and a mouth full of tangy cum. Best way I know to start your day." I could only smile back at him at this point, my whole body drained, wondering if I was going to be able to move at all later. Dad's face suddenly got the question mark look as he was looking at me, and he asked, "Jake, tell me how you figured out you were gay. I want to hear what happened and what you've been doing about it since then." I pulled up my legs and crossed them in front of myself. We sat on the bed, holding hands and looking at each other's face as I told him about my experiences to date. My best friend is named Jeremy, and we became buddies during my first year at this school. Jeremy lives a couple of blocks away from dad and I, and we like to spend time together kicking around after school and weekends. Jeremy is the same height and weight as I, but he's blond with green eyes and has a wicked sense of humor. We've gotten into a lot of trouble over the years for laughing and telling jokes at the wrong time, but there isn't anything we wouldn't do for each other. Jeremy is a natural athlete and gets a lot of the kudos for his performance on the football and baseball teams. The two of us are always cutting up in the locker room after gym class or practice, snapping towels at each other and the other guys, or pulling gags on some of the younger guys. It was after the disastrous football playoff game that our friendship took an entirely different turn. It was down to the last two top-rated schools for the championship and we lost to Garfield by a measly two points. Nobody on the team was in any mood to celebrate, but Bobby Trent's parents were out of town and he was having one of his famous keggers at his house. By the time we got there after showering, some of the kids were already smashed and acting really goofy. Jeremy and I got a couple of glasses of beer and wandered around the party, commiserating with our teammates and trying to answer the question of what happened during the game. Neither of us had a steady girlfriend, although we had been dating a couple of the cheering squad for a few months, we didn't have any dates for this party. Jeremy and I had polished off a couple more beers when Bobby Trent laid a joint on us. "Pretty good stuff, " Bobby said, "my brother brought it back from college in Berkeley and it's guaranteed to do the trick." We went out back of the house to the cabana by the pool and found a spare bedroom unoccupied. We sat down side-by-side on the bed, lit the joint and each took a big toke, holding the sweet smoke in our lungs until our faces started to turn red. I felt that first rush build up behind my eyes, thinking they'd turned beet red already, and took the joint from Jeremy for another hit. We smoked about half the joint and put the roach in an ashtray on the nightstand. We both sat there looking at the wall opposite where we were sitting, feeling the marijuana numb our brains, hands, and feet. "Jesus," exhaled Jeremy, "that shit is strong." All I could do nod in agreement, being at a complete loss for words. I felt this wave of a rush flood through my body and, putting my hands behind my head, slumped slowly backward onto the bed. Jeremy followed suit and the two of us lay there, staring at the ceiling and listening to the noise from the party, which now seemed to be coming through a tunnel. After laying there for what seemed like hours but was really only about fifteen minutes, Jeremy propped himself up on an elbow and lay there looking at me. From the corner of my eye, I could see him watching me as a little smile crept onto his face. Jeremy moved his free hand to the side of my face and turned it to look in his direction. At the same time, he leaned over and placed his lips against mine, pressing hard and pushing his tongue between his lips, and into my mouth. After a brief hesitation, my reflexes slowed by the pot and shock, I pulled away and propped myself up on an elbow. "What was that," I asked a little angrily, my mouth dry with cottonmouth. "I've wanted to do that for years," Jeremy said, his green eyes sparkling a little despite the glaze from the pot. "I've been wanting to kiss you for a long time, but never had the nerve before," he confessed. He lay there looking into my eyes, his hand still touching the side of my face, a finger drawing a line along the curve of my jaw. "You are so handsome and sexy, and I just couldn't stop myself from trying to see if you might feel the same about me," he sighed in a low, breathy voice. Jeremy's face began to inch toward mine again, his lips parted in anticipation, his eyes questioning mine. I don't really know why, but I moved my head in his direction and met his lips with mine. Jeremy began to kiss me urgently, his tongue pressing into my mouth and flicking across the curve of my lips. The warmth of his tongue began to fill my mouth and I returned his advance with my own tongue, searching the hot wetness of his mouth. We took turns sucking each other's tongue into our mouths, feeling the warmth spread down our bodies and settle into our crotches. My dick started to swell and push against my under shorts. I put my hand behind his ass and pulled his body against mine, feeling the hardness of his dick against mine. "This shouldn't feel so good," I thought, but I didn't want to stop as Jeremy began to moan into my mouth and move his tongue more urgently in and out of it. After a couple of minutes of hot, wet kissing, Jeremy rolled on top of me and pinned my arms back against the bed, continuing his probing of my mouth with his burning tongue. He lifted himself up and let go of my arms long enough to pull my tee shirt out of my pants and up over my head. He tossed the shirt on the floor and returned his mouth to mine with a renewed energy. Soon, he was licking my neck under the side of my chin, pressing his tongue into my flesh and sucking lightly on my neck. His hands began to caress my arms and move slowly to my armpits, while his dick ground against mine. Jeremy continued his licking and sucking until his mouth located my left nipple. He ran his tongue wetly around the tender flesh of my tit and nipped the fleshy nub lightly with his teeth. Shocks of pleasure shot through my body and each little bite on my nipple caused my cock to pulse in agreement. The first moan escaped my throat as he moved to the other nipple and began giving it the same treatment. His hand slid down between our bodies and stopped on top of my dick, beginning a slow, up and down rubbing on the outside of my jeans. My lengthening dick was pushing my cock head through the waistband of my shorts, the first drop of precum widening the slit as it sought escape from my engorged tube. Jeremy continued the assault on each nipple, alternating his attention from one to the other, the nibbling getting a little harder each time. Soon, his teeth started to chew a little harder on each nub, causing my back to arch upward and pressing my cock into his crotch in ever increasing waves of pleasure. Jeremy stopped chewing on my nipples long enough to cross the room to lock the bedroom door and remove his own shirt. When he returned to the bed, he laid back down on me, gave me a wicked little smile and a wink, before starting his assault on my mouth and tits again. My hands left my sides and began stroking his back, pulling him tightly against me. As we kissed, I ran my hands through his hair and held his head, trying to pull his tongue to the back of my throat with my mouth. His moans and mine were gathering in intensity as he continued working on my tits, and then he slowly pulled himself off me again, that wicked smile getting wider on his beautiful face. He looked down at my crotch and moved his hands to the top button of my jeans. In one swift motion, he pulled open the fly of my 501's, exposing my underwear with my thick dick poking its head out the waistband. A pool of precum had formed on my stomach and as he started to pull my jeans and shorts down my thighs, a glistening thread appeared between my cock head and the puddle on my stomach. Jeremy pushed my jeans and shorts down to my boots and kneeled on the floor in front of me. He looked at me with that beautiful smile and I took each of his nipples between my fingers and thumbs and gave them a gentle squeeze. His head lolled back as I applied more pressure to his nubs and his eyes closed while his mouth opened in pure pleasure. After a few seconds, his lust filled gaze returned to mine and then he bent his head down to my raging hard-on. His tongue flicked out of his mouth and lapped at the growing jewel of precum at the slit of my cock. He licked the drop of precum like a kid might lick an ice cream cone, and he followed the glistening thread of it to my stomach, where he licked the puddle, leaving a wide, wet smear along the line of hair from my navel to my crotch. Jeremy moved his head back from my stomach and encircled the head of my cock with his hot, moist mouth. The breath froze in my chest as an incredible heat from his mouth surrounded my dick and his tongue began to swirl around the sensitive head. His mouth began a gentle suction and I could feel the precum that filled my tube being pulled onto his hot tongue. The feeling coming from my dick, along with the buzz from the beer and pot, was filling my head and I could sense a heat building in my balls that I'd never felt before. Jeremy used one of his hands to hold the base of my cock, as his mouth and tongue swirled lower and lower on my pulsing rod. Soon, he used his hand to cup my balls and pull them gently lower, causing my dick to bend towards the floor. The angle of my dick allowed him to suck more of it into his mouth and I felt the head of my dick enter the back of his throat. Soon his lips were all the way down to my pubes and the head of my dick was being massaged by the walls of his throat. He began to pull his head back, sucking my dick and swirling his tongue until he reached the bulb of my cock head, and then starting back down again. He continued to move his mouth up and down my cock, getting into a rhythm that sent waves of ecstasy through my flesh. His one hand continued to massage my balls while his other hand gripped a nipple and worked on the tender nub. He timed it so the pressure on my nipple coincided with the pressure on my cock head as it entered his throat, and I started to feel the fluids in my nuts move against the squeezing of his hand towards the outside of my body. My breath started coming in ragged gasps and I knew I was going to cum soon. Jeremy must have known I was close because my balls were pulling up and he began making encouraging moans, which only added to the sensations coming from my cock. As much as I wanted this feeling to go on forever, I was powerless to stop the need to cum. My cock head expanded and the first spasm started at the base of my brain and ended with the spurt of cum shooting through my dick into the hot mouth at the other end. With each spurt of cum, my cock head became more and more sensitive, but Jeremy didn't stop the sucking and swirling of his tongue as my nuts emptied themselves into his mouth. He was swallowing as quickly as possible, but some of my cum escaped from the corners of his mouth and ran down my shaft. My dick was so sensitive now that I couldn't take it anymore and I pulled his head off my cock. Jeremy didn't want to stop and kept trying to engulf my dick again and lick all the cum from the shaft. I was gasping and panting, and thought the top of my head was going to blow out through the roof of the bedroom, but he slowed the attack on my cock and started gently licking my balls and the underside of my dick, milking some dribbles of cum onto his tongue and licking his lips in appreciation. I was almost bent in half, watching him lavish attention on my cock and balls when he suddenly pushed me back onto the bed. He quickly pulled his jeans and shorts off and threw them onto the floor. He crawled over me, placing one knee on either side of my waist and sat down on my softening dick. Jeremy grabbed his long, thick cock with his right hand and began to pump it up and down, steadying himself with a hand on my chest. I reached up and grabbed both his nipples in my fingers and squeezed in time with his pumping. His cock was leaking so much precum that the whole length was shiny and slick and made his jacking hand blur with the motion. A few seconds later, his body tensed, a long gasp escaped his throat, and ropes of thick cum flew from the slit in his cock head. One of the strands hit me on the chin and I wiped it into my mouth to taste it. It was salty and sweet at the same time and I knew I would want to taste, and feel, his whole load sometime. The rest of his cum flew all over my chest, matting the hair in clumps and leaving little hot spots that began cooling quickly. Jeremy's hand stopped moving and little shivers coursed through his body. He bent over slowly; eyes still closed and moved his mouth to mine, giving me warm, little kisses, and moving gently over my face, his butterfly lips briefly touching mine. After a few minutes of lying exhausted on the bed, Jeremy got up and went into the adjoining bathroom. I heard the water running in the sink and he came back with a warm, damp washcloth. He sponged the cum on my chest with the cloth and used it to wipe both dicks. He returned to the bathroom to rinse out the washcloth and when he came back, he picked up his clothes and started to get dressed. I threw my clothes on and before we unlocked the bedroom door, we stood hugging and kissing each other for a few more minutes. Jeremy thought it best to leave the party at this point and we were both silent during the ride back to my house. As we sat in front of my house, my head was filled with all kinds of thoughts and emotions. I finally broke the silence by saying, "Jeremy, what happened tonight was just a result of the booze and pot, right?" Even as I said it, I knew that wasn't the reason, but he answered, "Yeah, that's right. Just the booze and pot, and your sexy smile." He was smiling at me and if we hadn't been sitting in my driveway, I would have kissed him again. "I'll see you at school on Monday," I said, and got out of the car, heading for my front door. But that wasn't the last time. Once we'd crossed that line, Jeremy and I found lots of excuses to spend more time exploring each other's bodies and sucking each other's dicks. I told dad about the time we stayed late at school, playing basketball and then sucking each other off in the shower afterwards. Hardly a week had gone by since that first night that we didn't play around two or three times a week, each time trying new tricks to increase the pleasure we were giving each other. When I finished telling my dad about Jeremy and me, the effect it had on him was very evident. His huge dick was hard as a rock and pointing up out of his lap, oozing juice that ran down the thick vein along the back. I reached over and smeared the precum over the head of his cock, watching his eyes close with the feeling. I leaned over and took the purple head in my mouth and started sucking my way down the shaft. I cupped his balls in my hand and kneaded the organs inside his hairy sack. This time, I was able to get more of his dick into my throat, each time forcing a little more of it beyond my gag point. As my lips got closer to the base and I felt more of it swelling my throat, I was able to fight my gag reflex and started to really get a rhythm going, fucking my own mouth on my dad's cock. Dad shifted around so he was lying on the bed and pulled my dick over to his face. I lay on my side facing his dick and resumed sucking it. As he was licking and sucking my dick, I attacked his monster with a vengeance. With my mouth and throat at this angle, his cock was easier to swallow and before I knew, my nose was pressed into his ball sack. We continued like this for a few minutes, the room filled with the sounds of slurping and sucking, until he pulled off my dick and eased my head away from his crotch. Dad rolled onto his back and reached over to the nightstand for the poppers. "Squat over me and sit down on my dick," he said. I positioned the head of his cock at my asshole and got it lodged there, waiting to enter my hot tunnel. He handed me the poppers and I took two deep breaths and handed it back to him. As the rush roared through my body, I sat down hard on his cock and ground my asshole against his pubes. While the buzz still had control over me, I rose up to the top of his dick and rode it back down, over and over. The feeling of this man's cock filling me completely was all I needed. "Fuck my ass, Daddy, fuck it good," I moaned. My lust took over and I began to fuck myself harder by bouncing up and down on that thick dick, feeling it stretch my hole and punch deep inside. Dad put his hands under my ass to help with my efforts, his thick biceps bulging with strain. I continued to fuck myself on his dick and then he stopped me, forcing his cock deep into my ass. He rolled the two of over until I was on my back, his cock still seated deeply. He pulled my legs onto his hairy shoulders, resuming the fucking I needed so badly, his balls slapping against my butt and his huge cock stirring my guts. Every thrust of his powerful dick was punching that button inside my chute and I knew it wasn't going to be long before I was shooting another load. I grabbed my dick and started jacking it in time to dad's thrusts, the liquid in my balls churning for the surface. Dad was still fucking me like a man possessed when my orgasm hit me. Cum flew everywhere from my jacking dick and a strangled cry tore from my throat, one I could barely hear above the slapping of his body and mine. As my dick stopped shooting cum, dad quit fucking me and pulled his dick out of my ass. He dropped my legs and grabbed his cock, jacking it furiously. With a beastly growl, he threw back his head and cum started flying from his cock head. Thick strands of cum shot across my chest and dribbled down his hand. Huge shudders tore through his body and his hand kept jacking, milking every drop of cum from his balls. Seconds later, he collapsed on top of me, smearing the cum on both of us, his chest barely able to contain his pounding heart. After lying together for several minutes, dad propped himself up on an elbow and said, "Son, I'd like to show you many different aspects of gay life, if you'll let me." "Oh dad, that would be great," I replied. He looked at me with a dirty leer and smiled. "And there's lots of gorgeous men out there who would love a chance to play with you," he continued. "I've already been planning a few things that I think you'll really enjoy." Dad suddenly got that look you get when you've forgotten something and jumped out of bed, running over to his dresser. He grabbed something off the top and threw it over to me. My hand flew up and caught it in midair. It was a set of keys and as I looked at them, not knowing what to say, he said, "In all the excitement of the last 18 hours, I forgot to give you your birthday present. It's down in the garage and I hope you like it." "I'm sure I will," I said, grinning from ear to ear.

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Part 41 　 I headed over to a chair and sat down to watch. I was wondering if any of the neg guys there were conflicted as I was or not. I thought, probably not, as they had knowingly come to get pozzed. It was still very new to me and I was still completely confused by my feelings. On the one hand, I found it to be the best sex I had ever had or even imagined, but on the other hand, I was 'straight?' or maybe, I guess not totally anymore for sure, but was I now gay or not? My mind was in total turmoil. I decided to just sit back and enjoy the show for awhile. It looked like all three tops were getting close now. The bottoms all moaning and telling them to hurry and fill them up. The tops, Tom, Randy and Hank all telling them they were going to be knocked up good and soon. There was a knock on the door and since everyone else was busy, I got up to check it out. I opened the door just a crack, as everyone was naked as hell there. There were two guys standing on the porch and both looked hot as hell. Both of them had no shirt on and only thing I could see them wearing were shorts and smiles. They asked if this was Hank's place and I told them it was. They then asked to come in and join the party. I opened the door and told them to come on in. They took one look and both at once, dropped their shorts and kicked them off and were nude like everyone else. They both then just went to sit down and watch the show. I sat down too and soon found out they were a couple. One of them was poz hvl and the other neg and they had come to the party to see if the neg one could take a good pounding and join the brotherhood. They wanted to know if I was poz or not and I told them I had no idea as I had just had my first gay sex barely over a week ago. That surprised them a lot and the poz guy immediately seemed to get turned on by it. His cock was hard almost in a blink and he was staring at me constantly then. I was a little uncomfortable with it, but also turned on as he had a damn nice looking cock I noticed. About this time the guys fucking all seemed to be cumming almost at the same time with a lot of moaning and groaning. We almost laughed the way they were ending. Then the other two, apparently .neg bottoms, that had been watching jumped down on the floor on their backs and were almost begging for cock. Soon the one poz guy I didn't now had his still hard cock in one of them and pounding away and Tom and Randy had grabbed the other one and before the poor guy knew what hit him, they had DPed his hole hard and he was being pummeled mercilessly and couldn't even scream. Hank had got up and come over to us, to greet the new comers and stopped long enough to grab me and give me a big sloppy hot kiss. Then he reached out and took the new neg guy and pulled him up and over to the couch, bent him over the arm and rammed his cock home in one giant thrust. The poor guy almost came unglued and like the poor guy getting DPed he couldn't even form a scream as Hank pounded his hole about as hard as it was possible to do. As I was distracted by the scenes unfolding in front of us the new poz guy had slid closer to me. I finally noticed it when his had all at once caressed my thigh and was up to the top of it and reaching under me to my extremely sore and sensitive hole. I almost jumped out of my skin and as I lifted up momentarily his hand went beneath me and as I was coming down I felt a couple of his fingers already entering my ass. I groaned and before I knew what I was doing had leaned back and he slid anothe finger into me. The sensation of three of his fingers in me caused me to gasp and I knew I was going to let him fuck me. I couldn't help it as the sensations running rampant through me made me collapse onto my back. He was soon over me and kissing me deeply and I was off in sex heaven again.

Part 40 　 We laid there wrapped in each others' arms until I heard someone knocking on the door. We then got up and went back downstairs to the kitchen. There was Randy and Tom at the door. They told Hank that the new guys were there now and waiting and was wondering if he was ready for their Sat. night conversion to start up. Hank turned to me, grabbed me and kissed me, and asked if I was coming over. I told him I wanted to take a shower and then see. He smiled and said, "I hope you hurry then, please, as I would love to have you there." I nodded and said, "I'll see after I get cleaned up first. It does sound like more fun, maybe. Go ahead and give 'em hell." He turned and they all headed over to Hank's then. I headed back upstairs and soon was taking a nice hot shower. The stream of water across my body felt wonderful after our lovemaking session. Then it hit me. Lovemaking session? Had it actually been that, it sure had seemed so at the time. Now with Hank not there, my same old doubts came back. What am I doing? What about the HIV? I had been totally straight and now, what? The whole week had me completely torn. Did I still want a woman, did I want only guys, did I really want this disease and if I didn't was it too late to try and get that PEP they had talked about? So many questions. As soon as I was alone, my thoughts were definitely confused. All this had happened so fast and I still wasn't sure if it was what I wanted. It felt magnificent during the sex and it was the best I had ever had. The fact that is was all with guys with a high viral load of HIV, made it hotter than hell but also about the scariest thing I could think of. I loved the sex, but the HIV? I still wasn't happy about that I guess, but what to do? I had been with quite a few women before but now only 3 guys, but it seemed almost like a lot more. All sex to me was great but these guys took me to new heights I had only dreamed about before. Could I even perform with a woman now? Shall I just forget that and stay with guys only? OMG, my mind was in a whirl. As I was sitting there in confusion and trying to sort my mind out, I could hear the sounds from next door again. They seemed to be getting under way now and I knew what was happening there. More neg. guys taking poz loads and hoping to convert, but is that what I wanted? I really did not want HIV, but the cock and sex were so intoxicating. I found myself heading downstairs and then over to Hank's. The kitchen door was open and I just walked on in. Then I realized I hadn't even stopped to put any clothes on and was still naked from my shower. I laughed at myself for being so lost in thought as to do that. As I walked into the livingroom, I stopped and gaped at the goings on. They were all in there on the floor. All 4 of the POZ guys were fucking the hell out of what I assumed were 4 NEG guys and there were two more guys sitting on the couch stroking their cocks. I had no idea if they were two more poz or neg guys. What a sight to see. The sounds of the guys fucking were loud as they slammed their cocks as hard, fast and deep as they could. The guys under them groaning and panting and one even almost screaming.

A True Story It was 3:00 AM on a Saturday morning and I found myself buzzing with a mixture of beer, poppers and the two fresh loads inside my well used cunt, all courtesy of Grindr. A butt plug was keeping the loads secure in my ass as I looked for a third load when I received a text from a cute student some 400 meters distant. "Hey man you looking for fun?" the student asked. "Sure. I've already had some but just so horny tonight." "Ah, fuck, sweet. I'm a bit drunk and need cock," the guy added. "Lol, me too. You top or bottom?" I asked, cutting to the chase. He was no less direct in responding "Both, but really want to get fucked." "I've had two cocks cum in me. I'm versatile though and rock hard." "Sweet, you wanna fuck me?" My next text broached the next level: "Love to, although I have to tell you I’m a bareback cum slut. Not into rubber." There was a pause of almost thirty seconds before he responded "That's cool. I don't like rubber either but I do like cum." "Good to hear. I got a butt plug holding in two loads." The kid was apparently quite a perv as he responded "Nice. I could lick those out and we could share." Fuck, the kid was making me horny. But he hadn't asked me my status, which left in the air whether or not I should bring it up. I decided to string him along. "So, you wanna come over?" Another pause ensued before he responded "Yeah. Are you clean?" Now I paused, deciding to answer him literally. "Yeah, always clean." "No, I mean HIV." Of course I knew what he meant, so I bent the truth to keep him on my hook, answering "Don't know right now. Had test, waiting for result." Actually, my reply was, in some degree, true. I had been to my doctor that day, and he drew blood. What I had omitted was to acknowledge I was HIV positive and that although was usually undetectable, I had been off meds intentionally for over a month. so I suspected I was quite toxic at that moment. After a much longer pause he responded simply "Okay." “Still want me to fuck you?" I asked. "Yeah." “Sweet.” Giving him my address, I was ready when, 30 minutes later, there was a knock at the door of my flat. He was even better looking in the flesh and although clearly drunk, he was still a bit nervous so, wearing only boxers which barely contained my hard-on, I welcomed him, leading him into the lounge. I’ve already got some hot bareback porn on and I offer him a beer and sit right next to him on the sofa. He takes a few swigs and I place a hand on his crotch and feel a rock hard and pretty offensive piece of meat there. He turns and we’re snogging in a heartbeat, tongues deep in each other’s mouths, he tastes like beer and cigarettes. He finds my nipples and tweaks them before slowly moving down to my cock. “Fuck you’re sexy” He slurs. “You too, lets get you out of these clothes” He starts to undress and I slip off my boxers and out springs 8” uncut of precum dripping cock. He smiles when he sees it and me likewise when I get a load of his tight, athletic body and fat dick. He dropped between my legs and I forced his face down onto my shaft which he quickly devoured, taking almost all of it down his throat in one go. He was a great cock sucker and treated me to a long, slow, blow job. He also found the butt plug so I shifted my position, all the better for him to release the juices from my cunt. Gently he eased it out and I forced his head towards my dripping pussy. “Lick it out and share with me” I commanded He hesitated at first, as clearly saying it on Grindr was easier than being faced with the reality of doing it but bless him, he went down and I lifted my legs to allow him to lap up the sploodge I pushed out for him. He rimmed me good and licked it all out, coming back up, we embraced in a felched charged snowball. I could taste cum and shit which was so erotic but I was amazed my young fuck slut was so happy and eager. He wanked my cock and his own as we kissed. I eventually pushed him back down and shifted him round on the rug. Parting his beautifully pert bum cheeks and finding a perfectly shaved hole. I was down on his exposed cunt with my tongue, rimming him deep and long. He moaned in delight as my expertly dexterous tongue and finger work aroused him to exquisite heights. “mmmm fuck me”, he eventually groaned through gritted teeth. I didn’t need asking twice and poking my cock at his lovely cunt I pushed in and carried on without stopping until I was fully inside his hole. He breathed out deeply and bucked a bit but took it all in one go like a trouper. I started fucking him slowly but soon got up a head of steam, power fucking his beautiful body. We were both grunting and moaning loudly as I pumped his hole. I only paused to sniff on my poppers which I handed to him and waited as he took deep, long sniffs. I knew I had a way to go before I’d shoot so I used him in a few positions, but wanted to be fucking him missionary, staring into those pretty eyes as I came inside his negative cunt; infecting him with my toxic load. We fucked for ages and were pretty sweaty as I finally felt my orgasm brewing. I flipped him on his back and lifted his legs up, pushing back into him and continuing my onslaught. We were now staring into each others eyes. I love a guy who won’t break eye contact and he didn’t. I kissed him between strokes and as I got close he could sense it. “You’re poz aren’t you?” he whispered as we broke the last kiss. Fuck I thought, what the hell, “Yeah” I replied and didn’t stop. He didn’t make any move to stop me either. “You want my poz load?” I asked starting to peak and staring into his sole. He didn’t hesitate, he didn’t break eye contact, “Yeah, poz me” and with that I grinned down and came hard and loud. I continued to pump my load into his hole and he wrapped his legs round me to force me deeper inside him. “Fuck, fuck” he kept whispering in my ear. I grinned. Maybe the reality was hitting him but it felt good to poz this bitch. Eventually I collapsed onto him. Our hot bodies entwined and once again I found myself staring into his beautifully young face. “Fuck man, what did we do?” he moaned. “You just took a toxic load” I replied reaching down to feel my cum between his ass cheeks. I withdrew my hand which had some cum on my fingers and showed him. He stared at my fingers then started licking them clean. Our night didn’t end there. He stayed until the morning and I fucked three more loads into him during the night and before he left. I didn’t even know his name. 3am, eight weeks later and I’m on Grindr and up pops a familiar looking student: “Hey. It’s me from a few weeks ago” “Oh yeah hi. How are you?” “Toxic”………..

I feel the same way. I love getting spit roasted. Love cum getting deposited in both my holes. That's truly the best. While if I have a choice, (which as a bottom, I don't feel it's my choice. It's the tops), I'd prefer the load in my ass. I do love the taste of cum. And love swallowing. I used to have a married couple that used to spit roast me. The one guy, D'Wayne, was a black bb top with 8"s. His husband, Roy, a white bear of a guy, preferred to get sucked and rimmed. They had an upholstered ottoman custom made that was large enough to have a bottom comfortably get fucked both missionary style or on the back. And just the right height for fucking and sucking as well. We always finished off with D'Wayne cumming in my ass. And Roy cumming in my mouth.

I placed an ad on Craigslist this afternoon seeking hung tops to load my ass. The scene would be totally anonymous...come into my apartment, slide in my hole, nut, then leave. The first response got me really excited. The guy simply said he was a muscular 26 year old with an 8 inch, very thick cock. Interestingly, his full name was on the message, and I found his Facebook with little effort. My heart skipped a beat when I browsed his photos. Military. Married (to a beautiful woman). Muscular. There were countless shirtless photos. This guy was tall, blonde, gorgeous, and ripped. So we exchanged messages, and it was clear he was committed to dumping his load in me. He asked that the scene be totally anonymous. I would be ass up on the bed, lubed and ready to receive. He wanted me to wear a blindfold so I wouldn't see him (of course he didn't know I already knew what he looked like). And he warned me about his girth...suggested I should popper up when I hear him enter the apartment. So apparently he lives very close to me. Within five minutes of sending him my address, I hear the door open and footsteps ascending the stairs. I hear him remove his shoes, then his pants, t-shirt, and underwear. He grabs the lube next to the bed and begins to jack his cock. In his deep masculine voice, he orders me to take a hit of poppers. I feel the first lubed finger enter my hole, then suddenly two more. He's not wasting any time. He orders me to take a long hit of poppers and says he is ready to fuck. He yanks his fingers out of my hole and within seconds I feel his heavy dick rest between my cheeks. He won't let me touch his dick, but it feels gigantic. Without warning, he guides his cock down my ass and slides his entire huge cock all the way into my ass with one hard push. I blurt out a loud "oh my god" and he smacks my ass hard. He keeps pushing as hard as he can, keeping his cock buried as far into my ass as he can get. My asshole is spasming from his girth. He's hitting my prostate so hard that the pre-cum just keeps leaking from my cock. Though I'm already spinning from the poppers, he leans over and places the bottle under my nose. As I take a long hit, I marvel that I can feel his pecs and abs against my back. This hot, ripped, married military guy has his raw cock in my ass, and I know he's going to breed me. He screws the cap back on the poppers, drops the bottle on the bed, and pulls all the way out. He pulls my cheeks apart and praises me for my now gaping hole. He spits on my hole and shoves in hard once again. This time he pounds my ass, pulling nearly all the way out and slamming back in to the hilt. He keeps up this pace for a good five minutes, and I seriously think I'm going to faint from the assault on my hole and the popper high. He finally slows down. I start to enjoy the pleasure of his gentle pushing and pulling. But that didn't last long. He again pushed his cock as far into me as he could, as hard as he could. I hear the bottle of poppers open, and he takes a big hit. His cock noticeably swells in my ass. He feverishly begins to slam his cock in and out of my hole. His breathing gets heavy, and I can tell he's about to blow. "Where do you want me to cum, man?" "Do you want me to breed that ass?" "You want my load up that pussy?" My mind is on overdrive. This fucking hot military guy is about to shoot his sperm in my hole. I'm going to be bred. With one loud grunt, he buries his cock deep in my ass. I feel his cock spasm as he shoots that load deep in my bowels. He stays in my hole far longer than I expected, sliding his cock gently in and out. When he finally pulls out, I feel his warm cum run out my hole and down my balls. I hear him walk to the other side of the bed, and his thick hands grab the sides of my head. He orders me to lick his cock clean. I can taste the remnants of cum, and I inhale the subtle smell of my ass. He backs away and gets dressed. Then he tells me to stay on the bed until I hear the door close. I can't believe this has just happened. But then I thought I should check my messages again. Nothing too promising, so I check Grindr. This handsome black 20 year old college student asks if I'd be down for an anonymous fuck. The moment I got his cock pic I agreed. He was packing at least nine inches. For a moment I wondered if the pic might be fake, but I was willing to take a chance. Like the military stud, this guy lives close. Less than five minutes after I sent my address, he's standing behind me, fully erect and ready to go. He's no nonsense. Lubes up and starts pushing in. Thankfully I was loosened up from earlier, but I took a hit of poppers to make the entry easier. His cock is not as thick...but it feels like he's actually longer than nine. I don't feel his balls against my ass, so he's not all the way in. The pain is quite intense at this point, and I put my hands on his legs to stop him for a minute. After a minute or two, I take another hit of poppers. He takes the cue and pushes all the way in. It might be deepest I've ever felt a cock in my ass. So I ask him, "How big is that thing?" His response: 10.5 inches! Damn, I'm really fucked. How the hell can I take this cock when it already hurts this much? He clearly didn't care if it hurt because he grabbed my hips and began to aggressively fuck my hole. He wasn't gentle at all. He'd pull back until only a couple of inches were in my ass, then slam all the way in until his low hanging balls slapped against my ass. He got into a rhythm, and as my ass began to froth from the previous load, the sound of his balls slapping my ass got louder. And the longer he fucked me, the filthier his words got. "You want my black seed, you white whore?" "You love this black cock, white boy?" "You want this big black cock to breed you?" The questions continued, and then he pushed deep. "Fuck, fuck, fuck.....I'm gonna breed your white hole." And with that, I feel that long black cock quiver deep in my ass, filling me up with his seed. He abruptly pulls all the way out. Before I can clamp my ass closed, the cum rushes out. I feel it run down my balls, onto my cock, dripping onto the sheets. How much cum did I have up there?! After he leaves, I take a hit of poppers and finger my hole, lapping up the cum that coats my fingers. I start jerking off, and as I get closer to orgasm, I try to push out more cum. I hear a plop as cum streams to the floor. I bend down and lick it up, savoring the taste of the cum from these two anonymous guys.

i would not do that. BUT, having it done to me would be GREAT.

Fucking a guy who is passed out. I don't want to be a prude, but I think that is called rape.

Getting spit-roasted is amazing. I've only done it once but if I could get that kind of action everytime I would never get tired of it. Mind you, I got both their loads in my ass, so I guess I was cheated a little bit. But I don't mind missing out on the cum in my mouth if it's going in my ass. Also, cum tastes pretty amazing straight out of my ass. So licking the top clean or dipping a finger in after he's done is always an option. That's one of the best things about getting fucked raw, tasting his cummy cock after it comes out of my ass.

Part 3 I parked just down the street from my dealers brick apartment building in a sketchy neighborhood and followed my son as we walked to the front door. A telltale wet spot showed in the ass of his skinny jeans as my cum continued to leak out of his pussy. I smiled to myself thinking how much more he'd be getting soon. We climbed the stairs to the third floor and down a dark hallway that smelled of stale piss. I could hear a couple arguing in Spanish, followed by what sounded like a beating. We just continued to apt 3G and I knocked on the door. In a minute the door opened and a huge black man answered, his frame filling the entire entrance. He just looked my son up and down, licking his lips, and moved aside letting us enter. I pushed my new whore over to the couch and told him to sit, going into the bedroom. Sitting on a chair next to a small table sat my dude, Andre, weighing out bags of crank. "Sup man?" he asked. "Got my new whore out there waiting," I replied. "We still good for the deal?" "Fuck yea man." He grinned at me. "Haven't had fresh white boy in a while." He handed me two eight balls and I stuffed them in my jeans. He stood and we went to the other room. Looking at my son sitting there he said "Damn! You sure he's 18? Looks like he's 15!" "Swear to God! He's 18 today. He's ready for his "gifts". He's a little spun already, but I want him fucked up and fucked hard!" My Son looked up with fear in his eyes as I said this. "What's your name boy?" He asked. "Cory." he replied meekly. "Cory, rhymes with whorey," Andre laughed. "Which is what your Daddy says you are now." "Yes Sir." he replied. "All right Whorey, lets get started." Andre turned up the stereo while his gigantic body guard grabbed my son off the couch and carried him into the bedroom, throwing him down on the dirty, stained matress on the floor. They each placed ski masks over their faces as I grabbed my camera and started filming. Andres bodyguard, Jamal, held my son down while Andre tied off his arm, swabbed him, and stuck the point in, quickly injecting him with a .5 slam. Releasing the band, Cory threw his head back and started coughing. Before he had even finished, they had ripped his clothes off him and had his legs over Andre's shoulders with his hard cock lined up at his hole. Andre's cock was about 10 inches with a fat P.A. on the end. Spitting on his cock, he rammed it into my sons pussy, ripping him open even more. Cory wailed at the pain while Andre buried himself all the way in. "Oh fuck that's some tight, wet, white boy pussy!" Andre yelled. "Oh fuck were going to wreck you bitch!" Tears streamed out of Cory's eyes as Jamal held him in a headlock and Andre pummeled his hole. "Fuck yea! Look at that red oozing out. Were gonna rape you good you little whore! Gonna make you beg for more! Fuck yea! You're gonna beg for us to breed you with our toxic cum!" That was my sons birthday present, to get fuckin knocked up. I wanted my whore to take any cock he was sold to without question. I knew these two would get the job done. Andre just kept up the hard fuck on my son and Cory eventually stopped crying. Soon he was moaning and begging for more. Andre gave him all he had while Cory's eyes rolled back in his head and gibberish spewed from his mouth. After 20 minutes Andre was ready to flood the cunt with his dirty seed. "Tell me you want it whore!" He demanded. Tell me you want me to breed you. You want my dirty poz load!" "Please," Cory begged. "Please give it to me! Please!" He gasped. "Give me your poz cum!" That sent Andre over the edge and he filled my son with his dirty load, pumping him so full it seeped out and down his balls. He pulled out and they quickly flipped him over on his stomach. Without missing a beat, Jamal got on top of my son and lined his even larger cock up to Cory's hole. That fucker had to be at least 12 inches, and also had a large P.A. "Tell me what I want to hear bitch!" Jamal bellowed. "Fuck me!" was all he had to say. Jamal rammed his monster right into my sons hole, not pausing, not caring about the further tearing of Cory's cunt. He buried himself to the hilt as Andre held a bottle of poppers under Cory's nose. Cory took several large hits, then just went kind of limp. Jamal pulled all the way out, then slammed himself back in balls deep. Grabbing Cory's black hair he yanked the boys head back as he raped his hole. Andre shoved his cum and blood covered cock down Cory's throat and fucked the boys throat, choking him. Cory just flailed and bucked as the two big, black cocks took control of his body, using it for their pleasure alone, not caring of any discomfort they were causing. After at least 30 minutes of non stop spit roasting, Jamal buried himself deep in my son and filled his brutalized guts with his load of toxic cum. Pulling out, Andre shoved his cock in Cory's cunt and pumped a third load into my son. When he pulled out I got a close up of Cory's wrecked hole, stretched open and puffy, his rosebud oozing pink cum. The men cleaned themselves off in his mouth and everyone just kind of collapsed. "Happy birthday son." I whispered in Cory's ear. "Welcome to your new life."

Well if you can find guys who are willing to fuck any hole no matter what the guy looks like you can really get some serious cum dump action :-) I can't complain though..Practically any bathhouse I go I leave with at least 10-15 loads in my hole :-)

Damn, that's hot! The most I've taken is 5 in one night from three men. I can't imagine getting 10... I think my head would explode with pleasure!

The best I've had lately was HungryHoleUWS - by 7pm his ass was already filled to the brim with cum - I was his 10th load of the day and I passed the 11th in the hall as I was leaving.