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The Stables (Part 3) has been finished. Preview: Someone stooped down to his face and smiled at him while wanking his dick. “Can’t move a muscle – eh, don’t worry, we will do all the work for you.” he said and cackled gleefully and gave him a few friendly slaps on his left cheek. “Nick gave him only so much, that he can’t move, but he is fully aware of what we are doing to him. He can feel the pain…. every cock forced into him. Every gush of semen we spray inside his cunt…. he will feel everything…..” someone mumbled. Another cock came into view and then the guy stooped down also, smiling at him viciously. “Hey – remember me? I carried you…. Thanks for letting us convert you. I always wanted to poz a twink, but never thought there would be a slut willing to accept this slow kill. You rock….” he grinned and stood up again.

So I have always played safe when fucking guys but the last time I played things changer... here is what happened. i am a bi male who has always bottomed for guys but I got the itch to top. I had been chatting with a guy for awhile on Grindr and we had been exchanging stories and how we got into fucking guys. He had a girlfriend that had convinced him to bottom for a cock and I had a wife who would let me play. He was looking for someone to fuck him and was ok with condoms. He sent me his address and I drove to his house. Feeling anxious and nervous about my first time topping a guy I Almost backed out and turned around. This was new territory for me, I had always been the bottom and luckily he opened the door as I was about to leave. He invited me in to his house and lead me to his bedroom. As I followed him I realized he was in his underwear and a t-shirt, I could see his bubble butt outlined and I instantly got hard walking down the hallway. Once we entered his bedroom he layed down on his back on the bed and proceeded to slowly wiggle out of his underwear. Still no words had been said, enough had been said by his actions and I began to strip, feeling my lust to fuck grow in my balls. He reached over to some coconut oil and began greasing himself as I finished stripping. I threw some condoms on the bed and I knew that I was going to fuck him. once undressed I crawled over him and laid on top of feeling his greased cock against my unlubed cock. He rubbed his hand along my cock and I realized he was lubing my cock with the coconut oil. I took my bare cock and slowly rubbed it up and around his cock and balls and slowly trailed it to his pussy. I allowed my cock to slide up and down his crack and my cock engorged more so than ever before. Knowing it was time to fuck his ass, I picked up a condom and slowly rolled it on. I never have had to wear a condom with my wife as she was on the pill and the feeling of being wrapped was an odd sensation to begin with. Luckily I stayed hard and then pointed my cock to his anus and slowly pushed it in. From our previous chats, I knew he was anal virgin for cocks, he had had some dildos in him, but this was his first time. I knew from experience that I would have to go slow and let him relax. After a couple mins of slowly working my tip into him I started to go soft. I realized I was not having enough sensation to stay hard and so I pulled my cock completely out and slipped off the condom. I slapped my cock on his balls and I could see he knew my problem, our eyes met and he nodded, I then slipped my bare cock into his ass for the first time and I became instantly hard. I had never felt such an sensation. His ass ring was so much more tight than I remembered from just a minute ago, but I knew he was more relaxed than before. I slipped my cock in deeper thinking that I would lossoen him up slip on the condom. I knew that being unwrapped was a risk but I wanted to fuck so badly. I figured once I got going i could slip one on and finish my load in him. He slowly opened up and I realized it was time to slip the condom on and that is when I realized that the condoms had been thrown off the bed and I could no longer reach them without stopping. I knew if I stopped I would be back in the same boat as before and so I kept going instead. The pace of our fucking picked up until I was furiously pounding at his hole and I felt the swell of my load churn inside. Finally I said my first words to him, ‘I am CUMMING!” and a second later I felt my orgasm hit and my load launch into his virginal hole. I pulsed a large load for a good minute experiencing one of the grestest orgasms I had ever had. I stayed in him until I felt myself softening and I kissed him on the lips as I finished pulling out. looking down I realized he too had came and I saw all his load layered between us. We both collapsed and laid back chatting about the experience. Now I am pretty sure I would never want to fuck wrapped again but I know I have to play safe...

After not being fucked for almost 3 months, I got two big loads tonight. One was in an office on a conference table and the other was in the dumpster area behind an auto store. My ass is so full. My ass is leaking and it got my jeans soaked. Was a great night. =

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Part 3 So, two days later, late in the afternoon, my doorbell rang. I opened the door to find DeWayne standing there with my casserole dish. "Just returning it, Dave. Thanks so much. I got 2 wonderful meals out of it. I really do appreciate it", DeWayne said. "No problem. Glad you enjoyed it", I replied. "Come on in", I said as I open the door widely. "I don't have much time. Carol will be home shortly. But, I would like to come in for........ he pauses, looking for the right words....... I wouldn't mind a .........a........ a quick blow job". he said with a grin as he walked into my living room. Without saying a word I walked into my bedroom and DeWayne followed. I have an overstuffed chair in the bedroom. I pushed the ottoman out of the way with my foot and told DeWayne to have a seat. I grabbed my poppers from the bedside table and turned to see DeWayne pulling his shorts off and kicking his flip flops off. He sat down on the chair, just wearing his wife beater tee shirt. His cock was flaccid, Hanging down over his large, swollen balls. I dropped to my knees and took his soft cock into my mouth. It didn't take long for his cock to begin to swell, harden and grow to it's full 9"s. I decided to take my time and really enjoy what little time I had to worship his bbc. And worship it, I did. I licked up and down the underside of his shaft. Licked and sucked on each of his balls. Then I lifted his legs and licked his beautiful black hole. When I went back to his cock, I could taste a few drops of his sweet precum as it oozed from his piss slit. I sucked him for about 10 minutes, then DeWayne said, "Show me your white pussy, boy. Show me that tight cunt of yours." I got up, pushed the ottoman back in front of the chair and removed my shorts. I knelt on the ottoman and put my ass up. He spread my ass and rubbed his thumb on my hole. I sniffed the poppers as he massaged my cunt. He spit on my hole and his thumb went up inside me a bit. Then he stood and slapped his hard black dick on my hole. "Fuck, you got a nice pussy, Dave. Wish I had time to fuck it.", he said as he repeatedly slapped my ass with his cock. Then he spit again on my hole and stabbed my hole with his cock. Just the head of his bbc went inside me, then he quickly pulled it out again. He spit a few more times and repeatedly stabbed my hole. Just going in an inch or so. Now he was alternating with slapping my ass, plunging it into me and jacking off. "Fuck, I'm so horny. I need to cum", he groans as he continues to tease my hole. Now he's stroking fast and furiously as his cockhead rubs against my hole. I can hear his breathing getting fast. "Ahhh....... I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna shoot this fucker. Where you want this load? It's coming..........!" he yelled out. "Shoot it on my hole. Cum on my ass. Cum on my hole", I plead. I spread my asscheeks as his cock is furiously being slapped against my hole as he strokes it. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh..........FUCK!", he yells out as I feel his hot cum hit my ass cheeks and my hole. "Yeah! Yeah! Put it in. Put your cock and cum in me!" as I spread my ass open as far as I can. DeWayne slides a few inches into me as I feel his cock throb as his cum continues to flow into my cunt. After just a few moments of emptying his nuts into me, he quickly pulls out and wipes his cock on my ass. "Fuck! Thanks! I needed to get off before Carol gets home. I need her pussy. But, I know she's not going to be in the mood for it tonight. Thanks", he says as he stands and grabs his shorts and flip flops. He quickly dresses as I do the same. We head for the door together as he squeezes my shoulder and smiles. Nothing more was said as he opened the door and headed out towards his house across the street. Damn! I like his wife Carol. But, I sure can't wait for her to go away again.

The ”Blessing”: Up until my blessing, I had not seen the father totally naked. After his seed was implanted deep in me, he untied my arms, and instructed me to roll over on my back, clean his holy post, and witness the blessing that I had received. For the first time, I saw his chiseled body, as I was instructed to clean his holy post. The first thing that I noticed was a scorpion tat, surrounded by a pentagram. My mind went racing, and it was obvious to him. He reminded me that I had come to confess to taking poz loads, and that he was fully toxic, to which I thanked the Father. He told me that I was now a part of the church, but there were rules that I MUST abide to. First of all he instructed me that I was to have no sexual activity outside of the temple. He asked if I was totally committed the becoming part of his church, to which I replied yes. Once again, he reached under the cloth on the table, and removed a chastity cage. I informed him that I was a total bottom, and he interrupted by saying that even though, my seed was not to be spent even by jacking off. With that, he locked the cage around my cock, and he held onto the key. He informed me that I would be allowed to share my seed, however it was only when he decided that I could do so. Secondly, he told me that I must attend two services each and every week, even though it was likely that I would become very ill shortly. He informed me that I would be well taken care of during any illness that I might have. Lastly, he explained that I was not to tell anyone else about the church, unless I consulted him first. He explained that while most churches survive on money collected during services, the only collections here would be made of precious seed, and the church was quite particular in its membership. With that I was instructed to put back on my clothes, and depart in friendship, and the next service would be scheduled on Wednesday at 6pm. I did as instructed and thanked the father. After I returned home, my mind was racing. I was worn out, and immediately jumped into bed. Could it be true that the blessing that I had received really happened, or was it just a dream? As I felt my cock stiffening within its cage, I realized that it had indeed happened. I reached down to stroke my cock, but the chastity device did as it was intended. With that I fell into a deep sleep.

First Chapter of 'Revenge' has been finished by me. If you like this.... show me.

Decided to be a gloryhole slut yesterday so went to Fat Cobra. Pretty quickly caught the eye of this younger tall blonde top, who went into a booth adjoining the one I was standing next to. I went in, and within 30 seconds his cock came through the hole. Not a huge cock but could tell he was aggressive. Got him nice and hard, poppered myself up, and turned around to sit on his dick. Right away he started hammering me. He was obviously in a hurry because he only pulled his pants down a little bit, so his belt buckle was hitting the wall in the same cadence as him pounding my ass. After a couple more bucks in, he blew his load. Wasn’t super verbal but everyone could tell that he was loading my ass up. He left and was immediately replaced by another top. Guess the belt buckle banging gave it away that I was taking loads. I had no idea who this person was or what they looked like, but it wasn’t long before I felt their cock enter me. Average dick. He didn’t last long and was pretty quiet but made some noise when he loaded me up. No words and he took off. Left enough cum in me that I felt it running out of my ass a bit. He was replaced by another guy with a super thick cock that got me moaning and continuously inhaling my poppers. He just shoved it all the way in with one stroke. Fucked me a while and then pulled out and tapped me on the ass. Said he was out of money and wanted to come to my booth. I pulled up my hood to keep it totally anon and unlocked my door. Bent over a bit so I could service cocks that came in the hole while he was fucking me. He came in and quickly slide back inside me. Fucker nailed me for a good long time. I sucked a couple curious cocks that came in and out of the hole but I think both were tweakers because they couldn’t get hard. Eventually the guy got more aggressive as he got closer. Spanked my ass and started moaning in Spanish. He put his arm around my neck and held me in place as he held poppers up to my nose. Loudest fucker of the night when he finally shot. Stayed in me holding me still for a while too. When he pulled out his thick cock coming out pulled out the other loads and I had cum running down the back of my thigh. I stayed bent over until he left. No idea who the fuck he was but it was the best fuck I’ve had all month. He was my 107th top and 172nd load for 2018. I’d take his load anytime.

As all GoT fans know Winter is Coming......

I'm sure it's not just me.....when you're in the position, stripped down, waiting for the top to come through the door; is your heart just racing out of control? Sometimes it freaks me out especially if I've got a buzz on. However, that adrenaline rush just makes it all the more intense. The other day, there I was stripped down, blindfolded and my arms were just shaking. Top goes, "nervous boi?" I just reply "Yes Sir." He just goes "good" and crams his cock in balls deep. That pain sure took the shakes out of me!!

I am back from my trip to Taiwan, and I loved it. I liked the country both as a normal travel destination and a sex one. Taiwanese people are probably the most welcoming people on Earth; so different to Europeans and their attitude. I made great friends there. If you are considering traveling to Asia, don't miss Taiwan. Now, to the important subject on this forum. I think bareback is the rule in Taiwan. I fucked 7 Taiwanese which I met on Planet Romeo and Grindr; I fucked all of them bareback. Only one brought condoms and I told him that I didn't want to use them and he was happy with it. I didn't have time to visit any sex venue ( I wanted to go to Aniki). But given their willingness to go bareback, I am pretty sure condoms are rarely use in any sex in Taiwan.

Nostalgia! Home for Thanksgiving and went to a cruising park just for shizzles. Not much happening but get cruised by an old white man. bored so we chatted. He did look familiar talked about where he was from, yada yada. Told me he was in town for the holiday too but sed to live not far from the park, chatted more and I told him I remember getting fucked by a doctor named Rob in that same house. He said it was him. I was only 16 and it was my first ever fuck. He actually remembered. Remembered picking up skinny nervous black kid and wanting to pop what he rightly suspected was a virgin cherry, lubing me with Crisco, and he laughed because he remembered that I begged him not to pull out, and cleaning my ass off with palmolive dish soap. Went to his hotel for old times' sake. Even though he is in his 70s he fucked the shit out of me again. said he always wondered how big of a cumdump I became. Hooking up with him again tonight

My Neighbor With The Bbc PART 2 DeWayne never did call me to come over and service him again. Nearly 3 years have gone by and we'd gone back to our pattern of nothing more than a wave and a "How are you doing?" from across the street to each other. Nothing was ever said about our having fucked. His wife Carol and I always will chat when we see each other outside, but DeWayne has gone back to ignoring me. Oh, well.........I'm not surprised. A few weeks ago, Carol and I ran into each other at the communal mailbox. She mentioned to me that her Mother in Los Angeles was not doing well. And that she and her brother would be moving her Mom into an assisted living facility in Los Angeles. And that she'd be gone until Thanksgiving. "Is DeWayne going to LA to help?" I asked. "No. He can't take the time from work. "I'll peek in on him, to make sure he's ok and see if I can do anything for him", I said with a smile. So, last week, I made a Shepherd's Pie for dinner. I made an extra casserole dish of it and took it over to DeWayne. I rang his doorbell and he quickly opened the door to find me standing there with a casserole dish. "Come on in, Dave. What you got there?" "I made some Shepherd's Pie. Knowing Carol was gone, thought you might like it". DeWayne said. "Damn! That's really nice. I was just wondering what I was going to do for dinner? Come in", he said as he closed the door and motioned for me to have a seat. He took the casserole dish from my hands and walked into the kitchen as I took a seat on the sofa. He set the dish down and pulled a couple of glasses from the cupboard. He filled them with ice and pulled a bottle of scotch from another cupboard. "I remember you like scotch, Dave. Have a drink with me. I just got home from work. I could sure use a drink, myself", he said as he handed me a very generous pour of scotch in the glass. He set his drink down on the coffee table in front of us and asked to be excused for a moment. He wanted to change out of his work clothes. My mind was racing and my heart pounding as I realized, he was was taking this right where I had been hoping it would go. I was about to get that bbc inside me again. I'd been waiting for this for nearly 3 years. He soon came back dressed in basketball shorts and wife beater tee shirt with bare feet. Just the sight of his huge feet and muscular legs and chest got the blood in my cock flowing. He sat down on the overstuffed chair directly across from me. He took some swigs of his scotch as I did the same. We struggled at some small talk for about 5 minutes as we quickly downed the drinks. He leaned over and poured more scotch into my glass, then his. He obviously felt he needed a bit of a buzz to go through with what I assumed was coming. As we drank the second round, DeWayne put his bare foot up on the coffee table and adjusted his crotch. My eyes were right there on his crotch. Then he pulled up the pant leg of his shorts and showed me his now semi soft black dick. He tugged on his dick a few times as I got up off the sofa and walked over to him in the easy chair. DeWayne stood up and pulled his shorts down as I walked over to him. He was not wearing underwear. His cock was quickly gowing. He was almost up to his full 9"s of bbc. I dropped to my knees, taking his cockhead into my mouth. I could feel his cock continue to swell and harden as my mouth began to work on his str8 cock. I took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could, then licked up and down he underside of his black monster dick. I took his huge, low hanging balls into my mouth and sucked on them. Then he sat back down on the chair. I again took his balls into my mouth and sucked on them. He lifted his legs and showed me his brown, puckered, slightly hairy hole. I flicked my tongue on it as he let out a soft moan. Then I spread his asscheeks and slid my tongue up into his asshole. I shoved my tongue as far up inside his hole as I could get it. He was now groaning loudly. "Fuck, man! That feels amazing!", he groaned. I kept eating his hole as I stroked his fat cock. Since I was hoping my gift of dinner would lead this, I had come prepared and had put a bottle of poppers in my pants pockets. I also had a small bottle of lube, just in case. I took a few sniffs of poppers and then went back to work on his asshole. Licking, kissing and tongue fucking his hole. Then I went back to his cock and sucked it as best I could. But his 9", swollen cock was so big and thick, I couldn't take too much down my throat. He soon as leaning forward and stuck his large, muscular hand down the back of my shorts. He found my asshole and rubbed it. . "Can we go in the bedroom?" I asked. Without saying anything he stood up and extended his hand to me to pull me up from the floor. I followed him into his bedroom as he pulled his tee shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. I pulled a small bottle of lube that I had in my shorts pocket and placed both the lube and poppers on the bedside table as I stripped. The sight of his tall, muscular black body standing next to the bed with his huge 9" cock sticking straight out was one of the hottest sights I'd seen in a long time. Once I was naked, I grabbed the bottles of lube and poppers and knelt on the edge of his bed. I tossed the bottle of lube just off to my side on the mattress. Then took some long, deep sniffs of poppers as I felt him lube up my ass and his dick. I continued to suck in the poppers as he pressed his swollen cockhead against my hole. I took more sniffs as he grabbed me around the waist and pushed into me. My head felt like it was ready to explode as I continued to popper up. I knew it would take me a lot to be able to take him into me. But within just a few moments, he was balls deep into my ass and was slowly sliding in and out of my cunt. Once he could feel me loosen up, he raised his right leg and put his foot up onto the mattress, allowing his cock to go even deeper into me, on an angle. His pounding became harder as his balls now slapped against mine. He changed legs and now came into me from the opposite angle. Again ramming deeply into me. Grunting with each thrust. His fingers were digging into my waist as his thrusts picked up speed, depth and brutality. His thrusts were so hard that it was forcing the air out of my lungs with each thrust. Both he and I were grunting and gasping for air with his brutal thrusts. I tried to take more sniffs of poppers. But they were splashing all over my nose and fingers from his thrusts. I gave up and put the cap back on. Finally, he pushed me further up on the bed and fell on top of me. He's now fucking like a crazy man. He's now got both knees up on the mattress and ramming into me. About 5 minutes of fucking me from this position finally brought him to orgasm. He groaned loudly as he thrust deep into me and let out a deep growl. I milked his cock with my ass as I could feel his cock throb inside me as he emptied his balls into my gut. Once he'd cum, he silently pulled out and immediately went into his bathroom to wash off. I knew he'd want me out of there quickly. I grabbed my shorts and tee shirt and put them on as quickly as I could. "I'm heading home, DeWayne. Give me a shout if I can help you out again". "Thanks bud. Will do", was all I heard as I let myself out of his front door and crossed the street to my own home. Well, it had been a long wait for a "replay". But it was sure worth the wait. Hope I can get one more replay before Carol comes back home.

PART 9 I don’t think even one minute passed before the door began to open. I barely had my shorts up and started to panic to make sure I was covered at the same time I looked at the door. What i saw a guy maybe 40ish around 6 feet. He was a little bolder and didnt wait for me to nod back. He just slid through the crack and shut the door and locked it. In the glow of the gay porn on the screen, I was able to see him better. Yeah a little taller than me, so at least six feet and thin. He had on sweat pants and sandals and a T-shirt. There was already a sizable bulge in those sweats. He approached me and his hand went into my still unbuttoned shorts, but he bypassed my cock. Instead, his hand dipped down and I felt a finger slide into my ass crack and run across my hole. His hand slid out of my pants just as quickly and he motioned me up. As soon as I stood, he slipped my shorts down and began to turn me around away from him. And I just let it happen, half out of surprise and half because i was still horny and this guy was pretty hot. I slipped a leg out of my shorts and spread wider, as I braved myself with my hands. I could hear him tugging his sweats down and heard him spit, managing to look back in time to see him using it as lube to stroke with. Again he spat into his hand and rubbed it on his cock. And his cock was... it was huge. Like at least 8.5 inches and thick with a nice big cut head. It was magnificent. It was obvious that like the first guy, he wasn’t going to use a condom. His cock slick with spit I felt him use one hand to grab an ass cheek to spread me open a little, as he used his other to guide his cock to my already fucked and cummed in hole. I felt him push against my barely puckered hole and it gave easily. It hadn’t even had time to close up from the last cock and with the cum coating my hole, he was able to work his giant cock into me. I don’t know if it would have worked otherwise. Later as time went on, I would take bigger cocks but this guy was hung and as an 18 year old almost virgin still, this thing was just massive. And I was taking it. I was almost naked bent over in a bookstore booth, gay porn blaring away, while a guy I hadn’t exchanged a single word with was almost 8 inches into me and continuing to fuck deeper and deeper. And with the first guys cum and my hole already relaxed from getting fucked a few minutes before, I was taking it and loving every second. There was no pain or discomfort. He was working my hole harder and harder and we were not being quiet. Besides him basically knocking my breath out every time he rammed home, I couldn’t keep myself balanced and my hands kept knocking against the thin plywood wall I was supporting myself against. And he was grunting and breathing fast. And then finally to make It competely obvious, he was finally balls deep and now every time he drove into me there was that slap as his pelvis met my ass cheeks. And I was so lost in the fuck and his cock sliding into my prostate that I didn’t care. I didn’t care that It was sleazy and dirty. The smell of sex and cum made me feel drunk. And I didn’t need to know who was fucking me. All that mattered was that he was hot and had a fucking amazing cock and he was in me raw. And I had already kind of figured it out, all these guys here are looking for cock. I gave in and enjoyed every second and didn’t care that everyone there would know I was getting fucked right there in the booth. Eyes closed and head down I took it until I felt his hands grip tighter and felt his pounding increase even more til finally he rammed deep and erupted. Spurt after spurt of cum coated my guts as I pushed back to make sure I was getting it all. He grinded into me as he stayed deep while his cock pulsed and throbbed inside me, as he obviously was trying to put every drop into me. Spent and satisfied that he had put all his cum inside me, he slowly pulled out. Without a word he pulled up his sweat pants and straightened his shirt up. Looking down, he adjusted his still softening rod and covered it with his shirt. I meanwhile was wobbly legged and was trying get my one leg through my shorts so I could pull them back up. Mr Sweatpants paused by the door to give me a second to get the shorts up and then just as quietly as he had slid in, he popped back out after cracking open the door and then shut it behind him. I noticed it wAs darker and realized I had let the video machine run out of credits. I don’t think even twenty minutes had elapsed and I had gotten fucked twice. And had no idea who they were or if i could even recognize them if I saw them. And I hadn’t asked either one if they were clean. I mean who knows, Tim looks healthy and he has it. But then the thought that hit almost right away was did it matter? Would I have stopped those guys if they were did have HIV? If I saw Mr Sweatpants giant cock and knew he was HIV positive, could I or would I want to say no to it? I knew why I didn’t ask. It didn’t matter. I was taking them raw no matter what the risk. It just felt too good. As all this wet through my head in about 30 seconds, I stood to walk out, figuring enough was enough for tonight and I had not been very discreet and didn’t want trouble. As my hand touched the doorknob, it twisted in my hand and the door opened up a crack as another stranger met my stare. Maybe I wasn’t leaving quite as soon as I thought as we gave each other a quick look over. A mutual nod and I was backing toward the bench of the booth as a new stranger entered the small cubicle with me and shut and locked the door.

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.

PART 1 It was approximately two months before high school graduation that this happened, which is to say it was about two weeks after I turned 18. Not that I looked 18. I was lucky if people thought I was 16. Although I was 5' 10”, I only weighed 155 pounds, and given my baby face and short brown hair, I didn’t look like a man - yet. But it was men I wanted, that’s for sure. I was 18 and I had a car. It was time. Sure there were gay guys at my school, but I wasn’t into guys my age. I liked guys older than me, guys around 40. Men with big man cocks and big manly cum-filled balls. That’s what turned me on. Now I just needed to find such a man who happened to like me. With that in mind, within days of my birthday, I had my first profile up on a gay hook-up site. Initially I received messages from young guys who were quite like me, or at most a few years older. One or two were tempting but I held out. Besides a few blowjobs back and forth ealrier in the year, I had no experience with men. But in my mind, I was always the one sucking cock and always the one offering up his hole. I was a bottom before I even knew what a bottom was. Then one day he messaged me. He was older, 43, and definitely a top. His pictures didn’t have his face but what it showed was amazing to me. He was 6 1” but thin at 165. His graying hair was cut very short. And then I saw his dick. Magnificent isnt even a strong enough word. The pictures showed a solid eight and a half inch cock, with a nice mushroom head and a thick slightly bending upward shaft. His big balls hung down. They looked massive. Now, my balls are a nice size and I cum tons when I shoot, but I figured a guy with giant balls such as this guy sported must cum buckets. I couldn't see his face, but honestly didn't care. This guy's body was my fantasy come to life. I read thru his profile. And then I saw it: HIV status - positive. Still, I wanted to read his message and at least say thanks for messaging me. Just looking at his pictures had me so hard. It was too bad he had hiv. I couldn’t risk that. So I clicked on the message. “I love your pics. You seem like a really hot young guy. That sexy body. And hot little butt! I saw you like older guys. Hot older Top men, guys that can show you things, take you to places you haven’t been yet and that your body doesn’t know it needs yet. I’ve helped young men like you before. I’d love to meet you. And I can tell by your profile you are gonna want to meet me. I have a huge cock that loves attention and I love showing a young guys hole the attention a boy hole needs. I have exactly what you need. Don’t waste time and message me back. I want you in my bedroom.” wow, he had me rock hard. I mean rock hard. And shaking a little. This was real. This hot as hell man wanted me. And badly, it seemed. I was so scared of the hiv thing but I stared at those pics and read his message again and I didn’t know what I would do but I would find a way to keep safe. I had to meet him. With very very nervous hands, i typed back. “You are really really hot. I’m a little scared about what we can do because i am not hiv positive, but I can’t help it, like I just want to meet you and see you face to face. Your cock is so amazing. I have a car, so I can meet almost anywhere but I love with my parents, so can’t have anyone here.” And I hit send. Within minutes, his reply came thru. “Come over now. We are both horny. My address is 710 elm lane, by the new high school. Can you be here soon? So ready to meet you and have uou here.” I replied within seconds. “Be there in 20 minutes.” I tried to make sure I looked ok and ran a brush thru my hair and went out the door before I could change my mind. What was I doing? But I told myself nothing has to happen unless I want it to. And he was so sexy. And that huge cock. I was hard the short drive over there. I parked on the street and made my way towards his house. It was dark, so that made it a little easier. It was my first time just going to a guys house to hook up. I was nervous as hell but my cock was leading me. I was so horny I almost couldn’t take it. I walked up to the porch and knocked softly. The door slowly opened and I was face to face with my internet friend. His body was more amazing in person. Clad in just underwear that bulged like crazy, he was all his profile said and more. Then I looked at his face and he looked at mine and both of us had a shock. It was Mr Johnson, my 11th grade history teacher. I was shocked and embarrassed he would now reject me and still so horny, maybe even more so now. Mr Johnson a gay Top! All of this shock and me standing in the doorway lasted maybe 3 seconds. And then he gestured for me to come in and I did. My cock was like steel and I was determined to go further, though I didn’t know where. I just knew two things: mr Johnson was my perfect gay man standing in front of me and I had to be carful and not forget he had hiv. I felt his hand on my lower back as he guided me inti the house. The sound of the door jarred me from my thoughts. This was happening. This was really happening.

Moderator's note: I encountered this story on another site, and from all appearances it was written by Jerry Prince, AKA RawTopDad, who has contributed a number of excellent stories. As far as I can determine it does not appear elsewhere in Breeding.zone, and given the superb writing, I decided to post it here. If Jerry Prince AKA RawTopDad objects to the story being posted here I will certainly delete it. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I love my partner, but there comes a time when you need something different, so when that time arrives, I go to the baths and see what I can find. We’ve all done it, so you know the routine. After I paid and got my room and stripped to the towel, I started cruising. Every time I would see a guy I thought was hot and I’d chat him up, another guy would come up and join us and end up taking the prize away from me. There was another Daddy there, not as old as me, about 45, hairy, fairly well built, at least a lot better than me, and we ended up complaining to each other about the lack of boys for us to nail. We introduced ourselves after we’d talked for a while. Hank was doing the same thing I was, looking for something fresh, different, exciting. We asked status and we both were Poz, undetectable. We were comparing our exploits, who had fucked more men, who fucked more often, when he asked me how big my dick was. I just pulled the towel away and showed him, and he did the same. We were very similarly endowed. I’m sure each of us would have said mine was just a little bit bigger, as we all do. Hank suggested we go to my room and have a taste of each other’s meat and see if one got a lot bigger than the other that way. I never turn down an offer of sex, even if it’s just to get my dick sucked, so I said sure and led the way to my little room. As soon as we got there the towels were on the floor and were exploring each other’s bodies with our hands and tongues. Hank was really good at it, probably better than me. I always aim for the boy’s ass, so I want him to suck my dick while I finger his ass and then rim him to get him ready. Hank wasn’t doing that at all; he was really just making out with me and enjoying my body. So I decided to return the favor and did my best to enjoy his body. He had the better body, so that was easy. Somehow Hank got me on the bed with him on top of me, and he gradually worked his way to my nips and then my dick, which was stiff with anticipation from all the making out. He was like my partner; he didn’t suck dick, he worshipped it. He wasn’t trying to suck me off, he was enjoying every inch. Then he moved down to my balls and I was really enjoying how he licked and sucked on them. Then he moved to my ass with his tongue, just moving naturally on down, and he raised one leg to get a better taste, so I raised the other leg, and soon I looked just like the boys in the porn videos, holding my legs up and making my ass wide open for him. I’ll give it to him, Hank was much better at rimming than I am. He was making love to my hole. I lick and suck the hole and spit it full so I can slide home, and then finger it in, getting the boy ready for my dick. Hank was just enjoying himself, and so was I. He chewed and sucked and kissed my hole, and then began playing with my hole, sticking in a finger and then rimming, then two fingers and then rimming. It was wonderful! I just closed my eyes and laid there and enjoyed what he was doing. Then I got the feeling that there was something more than fingers in my hole, and I opened my eyes to see Hank standing there over me smiling, and I realized it was his stiff cock in my hole. I had been seduced, and now I was fucked. He leaned over me and kissed me, and in doing that he drove his cock deep in the hole he had just lubed up with his spit. While we were kissing he began to hump my ass. I couldn’t cry out because we were kissing, or I sure would have. It had been ages since I had meat in my hole. Then as we were kissing he got his arms up under my shoulders and pulled me into him hard. I was now fully impaled, so there was no question that I was gonna get fucked good. By this time I had realized it and taken the advice they give to rape victims: If you see you’re gonna get fucked, relax and enjoy it. Hank has a great dick, and he’d shown me how good he was at making out and getting me ready for his prick, so more power to you man, you got where you wanted, now you damn sure better show me a good time! Lust began to take over, and he began to hump ass. When you see sweat drip off a man’s nose while he fucks your ass, you know he’s working for it. nd as much as I hated to admit it, Hank was a damn fine fucker. He was using all the techniques I use to make it good for both men. He would pull all most all the way out, give some short strokes and then pound it in deep when the hole was not expecting it. Sometimes he would pull all the way out and then slam it in. But soon he got into the big deep strokes, which when I’m fucking mean I want to get my rocks off and have to pound ass. I wrapped my legs around his hips and stayed with him. “You sure are a dirty fucker!” I told him. He just smiled and picked up speed. “You gonna breed my ass, fucker?” I asked. “Damn right. I’ve been saving my cum for about a week. You’re gonna know it when I blow my wad in your ass!” “Then come on, fucker, show me what you got for me! Plow ass, man, breed that hole, gimme your load. FUCK!” I thought he was gonna split my ass in two then. I also wished the door had been open so we could have had a crowd see this, but I know they heard the WOP-WOP fucking sound of two sweating bodies slapping together. His dick seemed to grow inside me and I felt it get red hot and suddenly he stood still, put his head back and just bellowed. And as he did that I felt his cock let loose in my ass. It was like a fire hose spurting his seed deep in my guts. Then he began to pound it in deep with the final spurts. When his dick was done and began to go soft he lay down on top of me and began to kiss me. He is just an incredible fucker and lover. As much as I disliked his taking advantage of me, I had to admire his technique. He began to profusely thank me for some of the greatest sex he had enjoyed in some time, and I had to say about the same. I can’t remember the last time I got fucked and enjoyed it this much. After that we went to the showers to rinse off the cum and then out for a smoke. That was when he revealed his philosophy to me. “I always look for a Poz top when I come to the baths. If he’s Poz, he took it up the ass to get knocked up. And if he’s a top, he usually doesn’t bottom, so he will have the tightest and thus best ass in the place.” I had to tell him I had never thought of it that way. When I go to the baths I’m looking for a bottom to take my dick and hopefully my load(s). I had never thought of another top as being the best fuck in the room. I was both embarrassed and proud. “Now you’ve got my load in your ass, Jerry,” Hank said, “so I wanna to see you plant your load in my boy while you have my load in your hole.” I got stiff just thinking of that, a daddy giving me his boy to breed because he’s already bred me. “Tommy’s had the run of the place while we were fucking, so he’s probably already got a load or two in his ass by this time. Hope you don’t mind,” Hank said. “Hell no, I love to fuck in cum,” I replied adding "You two sound like me and my partner. We each enjoy watching the other have sex with other men. It's a turn-on and gives us ideas for our next fuck.” Hank led the way to his room where we found Tommy saying thanks to the stud that had just given him a load. Tommy had been very well trained by Hank. As soon as Hank told Tommy that he had just given me a load and now it was his duty to take my load Tommy dropped to his knees and sucked me until I was hard, and then lay back on the bed, lifting his legs for my convenience. Tommy was the perfect boy for Hank, smooth like a surfer and just beginning to work out, sandy blonde hair and blue eyes, and the sweetest smile when he has cock in his hole. Hank told me that boy lives for dick; loves to suck it but mainly wants to ride it. All I knew was that it was a beautiful looking and feeling hole, and so well-buttered for me with the load that was already in place. There is no better lube than another man’s cum! Plus there’s no doubt that the boy takes loads, so you’re free to breed. I tried to do as good a rim job on his beautiful ass as Hank had done on mine, but I was so turned on by this hot boy and the fact that his Daddy wanted me to breed him, that I had to get my cock in that sweet hole. A boy like this is my ideal fuck, and having his Daddy’s cum burning a hole in my ass had me stiff as a poker. Add to that fucking in another man’s cum, and it was pure porn sex. I wanted to slow down and make it last but it was too hot. And Hank had Tommy trained to urge his top on. He was saying all the right things: “Come on Daddy, breed your boy, gimme that load of Daddy cum, make me your boy!” He lit the fire in my balls and I sure did my best to imitate Hank, pausing to let him feel my cock spasm in his ass before I pounded it in hard and worked it in deep. Now it was me with sweat dripping off my nose, but man, it sure did feel good to feel my cock spurt in that hot boy with his Dad’s load in my ass. It was like his Dad’s cum in my ass dripped into my balls and shot into his boy’s ass. After that it was back to the showers again, and then out for another smoke. I was between them and they were both appreciative. I was in that ‘after-fuck’ glow, so happy and satisfied, but they were not, so soon they were off searching for more men. I had enjoyed enough; I got fucked when I was expecting to fuck, and then I got to fuck one of the best asses I’ve had in a long time, so that was enough for me. I went home happy and slept well. Jerry Prince RawTopDad@aol.com 3/31/12 Jerry Prince rawtopdad@aol.com

I have been fantasizing about being turned from a shy bottom into a CD slut for a really long time. I hooked up with Juan on Craig’s list and I was going to make a visit to LA, we started chatting about how he was going to fulfill my fantasy of being turned from a shy bottom CD into his Tina slut. As we chatted, he realized that deep down I want to not only be turned into his feminized slut but also that I want him to fulfill my fantasy of being turned into a slut and be used by him and another guy and to be turned into a slut for cocks. He also realized that I had thoroughly enjoyed the time when I was made to take some crystal and how it turned me into a completely insatiable slut. The crystal not only made me lose all my inhibitions, but it also turned into me into an unresisting, docile, dazed and suggestible slut who can’t seem to be able to resist what is asked of me when I am made to smoke the glass pipe especially when my breasts are licked and sucked at the same time. When Juan found out about how I turned into a totally obedient slut, he said he will arrange to have me fulfill my fantasy when I visit. When I checked into my hotel in LA, I called Juan who told me to get ready by shaving smooth, clean my pussyass and dress sexy. Then text him and wait for him to come to my room. I was so excited I was shaking with excitement and anticipation as I cleansed my pussyass out completely, took a hot shower and shaved completely smooth. Then I got dressed in my cup-less black corset, a tight little black dress, garter belt, fishnet stockings, high heels and pink thong panties. I was ready so I text him. Not long after, there was a knock on the door. Trembling with fear and excitement, I opened the door to be greeted not only by Juan but by a tall black man whom Juan introduced as Brandon. Next to him, I looked like a little girl as his deep voice said hello. They both gave me a hug and a kiss as they ushered me to the armchair and sat me down. As I sat down, I felt so helpless as Brandon walked behind the chair and placed his big hands on my shoulders pushing me back against the chair. I watched as Juan took a tripod and video camera out of his bag and rigged it up. Juan started the camera as Brandon leaned over and started to gently kiss my neck, the side of my face and lips. Juan in the meantime had both his hands on my tits teasing them and telling me how nice and feminine they felt. Brandon in the meantime was gently nibbling on my ear and in his deep voice telling me how he was going to turn me into his feminized Tina slut and that by the time he was through with me, I'd be his total slut whore begging for his cock and any other cock he wants me to fuck. I shook my head and kept saying no but they both knew I was getting turned on by the tit-play and kissing my neck and caressing all over my smooth body; especially my smooth round ass with their hands. Juan suddenly pulled down the top of my dress, which was tied together behind my neck, exposing my soft hormone grown breasts. He started to take my right breast in his mouth as he gently sucked and licked it at the same time. His right hand was busy caressing my left breast. I tried to struggle but Brandon was just so strong as he easily held me down on the armchair. I was begging them to stop but Juan just kept licking n sucking on my right breast as he teased my left breast. I was getting turned on by the attention to my breasts but the shyness in me kept asking Juan to stop kissing my tits even though I found it to be such a turn-on. Brandon in the meantime was giving me light kisses on my neck, the side of my face and the edges of my full lips. When he kissed me on my mouth and tried to push his tongue in me, I resisted and kept my mouth closed. That got him really angry as he pulled away and told me that I was too uptight and that he has got just the thing to turn an uptight bitch into a total slut. With those ominous words, he told Juan to hold me down while he got things ready. Juan pushed me back hard against the seat as Brandon fished a prepared glass pipe and a lighter from his bag. He told me to take it in my mouth and that I must take a few big hits of the glass pipe to make my boy clit go down and shrink until it is like a female clit. I refused and tried to get up but was just helpless against the two of them. As I struggled, Brandon moved in front of me and used his knee to push me fully back against the armchair. Juan forced my lips apart as Brandon forced the glass pipe into my mouth, telling me in his deep voice that if I struggle, the glass pipe might break and cut my mouth badly. No matter how hard I tried, I could not push the glass pipe out with my tongue. Juan then pinched my nose, stopping me from breathing through my nose. The only way I could get any air was to breathe through the glass pipe. I struggled to hold my breath but as soon as Brandon realized that I had to take a breath, he fired up the lighter and gently started heating up the glass pipe making the contents inside generate a cloud of white smoke. I exhaled as hard as I could hoping to extinguish the flame and blow the white cloud away before I inhaled but with all the air out of my lungs, I had no choice but to take a deep breath through the Glass-pipe sucking in the cloud of white smoke that kept coming out from the bowl of the glass-pipe. As soon as I stopped breathing in, Brandon pulled out the glass pipe and before I could exhale, covered my mouth with his big black hand, stopping me from exhaling and ensuring that the smoke remained in me. In his deep voice, he said, “That's it baby, let my magic crystal do its work” “Soon you will be begging me to fuck you like the slut you really are!” I started to feel a buzz and my body started to get a tingling feeling as the smoke remained in me. I started struggling to breathe, and as soon as he removed his hand from my mouth, he quickly stuck the glass-pipe in my mouth n fired it up. I took another big hit as I could not help but take a huge breath to try and get air into my tortured lungs. Brandon immediately clamped his big black hand over my mouth again but this time, he told Juan to stop holding me down and to start sucking and licking on my tits. As Juan started to suck n lick on my breasts, Brandon started whispering in my ears how good my tits must feel and how very soon I will be so turned on by the sucking and licking of my breasts and the huge hit of crystal in me that I will be begging for him to fill me with his black cock and begging him to turn me into their slut. As I struggled for air, he took his hands away and allowed me to breathe fresh air again. But it didn’t last long as he leaned over and started to kiss me as his hands started to caress my thighs and work their way up to my pussyass. By now, the crystal has totally taken effect and combined with Juan's licking of my tits and Brandon's invading hands, I was becoming so totally turned on I started to push my tits into Juan's hungry mouth, as my pussyass started squirming and pushing against Brandon's teasing fingers. With his deep voice, Brandon started telling me how horny I must be feeling now and how very soon I will be so totally turned on that I would be his Tina slut for him and Juan to use as they wanted. He then kissed me full on my lips and this time, I was so totally turned on I simply opened my mouth and welcomed his tongue working its way into my mouth. By now, I was so totally turned on, that I was moaning and trying to suck his tongue all the way into my mouth as our tongues intertwined and my mouth felt just like my pussyass, totally in need of being filled. Brandon pulled away and looked at me and asked in his deep sexy hypnotic voice if I was ready to become his feminized Tina whore. I couldn’t speak but only nodded my head mutely. He fished out the glass-pipe again and in his deep voice, told me that in order for me to be his slut I must learn how to smoke the glass pipe willingly on my own. He told me I must take another big hit so that my clit will shrink until it is barely there. I was now so horny and turned on and his voice so hypnotic that when he told me to take the glass-pipe and put it to my mouth, I just felt myself obeying his deep voice. “Good” his deep voice droned, “Now take the lighter and then slowly bring the flame to the glass-pipe till the crystal inside melts he said as he starts to strip off his pants and show me his huge black cock. “Good girl, now take a deep breath and hold it in” as I seem to have no will but to obey him and take a really big breath of the white cloud and kept it in me. By the time I reached the second big hit, I was so totally high I can’t seem to have any thoughts except for my super sensitive nipples and my pussyass grinding against the seat. “Open your mouth!” he said as he inserted his big black cock into my mouth, plugging me up and preventing me from exhaling the white cloud from my lungs. “Yes baby”. “Suck on my big black cock, cause that is what all my Tina whores do!” as he pushed his big black cock deep into my throat plugging me up till I started gagging. “Yeah baby, that is good'” he droned as he pulled his cock out to allow me to breathe. “Now take another hit of the glass-pipe” he commanded, as I just don’t seem to be able to do anything but to do as he says as the crystal has turned me on so completely that I am now thrusting my tits at Juan's mouth and I am pushing my pussyass hard against his fingers as he works lots of lube into my hungry pussyass. After my hit, he simply pushed his cock into my mouth again. This time, my throat seem to relax as his big black cock pushes its way slowly into my throat, going deeper and deeper as my throat relaxed and allowed his cock to work its way completely in till his pubic hair filled my nose. “That's right baby. Deep throat my big black cock” he said. I could not get enough of it in my mouth. Then suddenly he pulled out his fingers from my now wet pussyass. I started to moan while his big cock was still in my throat. My pussyass felt so empty. I was moaning, begging for him to put his fingers back in me. Then Brandon said “Easy baby, just minute”. “I’m gonna give your bootie a little bump of crystal in that pussyass to help open you up and make nice and sloppy wet!”. How could I refuse I wanted to feel my pussyass being played with so bad! I felt his finger push deeply into me and there was a slight burning sensation at first; then I got so totally sex crazed I started to push my pussyass hard against his hand to get more of his fingers to fill my pussyass. As I deep throated Brandon, Juan continued to pinch and tease my tits till I started moaning and the only thought in my mind was to have his BBC drilling me in the ass. They had me get out of the chair, turn it around, turned me over and made me bend or leaning over the chair’s back. Juan resumed pinching and teasing my nipples. While Brandon started to tease my pussyass with his big hard cock; rubbing it up and down my ass crack but not inserting it, just letting it glide over the top of my bubble butt. He started to lube me up, adding more and more lube as he worked all 4 fingers into my totally hungry ass. By now my clit had really shrank down to a tiny little snub just like a girls. He pulled out his fingers out of my very wet pussyass, while Juan stopped sucking on my tits and whispered in my ear, “Yes baby, you are now gonna be turned into our Tina slut whore”. “By the time we are through with you, all you can think of is to be fucked by cocks”. In his deep voice, he asked me if I wanted his BBC to drill me. I was crazy with lust but I had just enough control to tell him that I need him to use a condom before he could fuck me. He leaned over and told me “Baby, you’re so wet now!” “We don’t have any condoms with us”. He started to tease me by pushing the tip of his BBC into the entrance of my pussyass, talking in as his deep voice tells me how good I will feel to have his BBC in my pussyass and how good have him fill me up with his black seed. I go to reach back to see if he is really bareback, that maybe this is to push my limits, see how far I’d go. But when I tried to move my arm back, Juan grabs both my wrists. I try to turn over but I can’t. Brandon then slaps my ass saying that I’m a fuckin cock tease! That they’ll pack up and leave me there horny. I beg “No I’m so fuckin horny, but I’m worried about doing it without condoms”. He asked if it felt good so far. I said well yeah. He said this is what you wanted to party and be used as a whore right? To just trust them, enjoy it, it’ll be everything you lusted for”. While he was talking he got his bag and pulled out some syringes. He said “I’m gonna slam you with crystal till you become our Tina whore for us to do as we wish!” “We’ll keep you filled with crystal so you’ll beg for cock to suck and fill your sloppy pussyass. Needles! No one said anything about injecting it! I get dizzy just getting a blood test. Juan just crouched down, while keeping my wrists faced upward, support by the padded arms of the chair. Brandon placed the tourniquet on my right bicep. He told me to be still and enjoy the feeling. That I would cough and enjoy it, they both said it’s the best way to party. He sticks the needle it my vein, draws back the plunger, a little blood enters the syringe. He then undoes the tourniquet. He says enjoy this you’ll be our Tina whore, before I could reply, he pushes the plunger down. First I feel like I lost my breath, then I have a big and a second one. Then WOW! My arms start to tremble, my eyes are wide open. I feel a little nausea, so I stand up. Then I get this incredible feeling. I drop to my knees in front of Brandon and try to suck his cock. But, he says, “Just a minute baby, let me catch up”. During this time, Juan has already done his slam and says,”Over here slut, and suck my cock NOW!” I move so fast on my knees, but I don’t care. I need cock! Juan says, “Yeah she’s our little whore now!” “You like sucking cock don’t you!” I can only keep moaning while going up and the way down on his cock, deep throating it with no problem, down my throat. I reach back to try and finger my hole but, Brandon slaps my hand out of the way. Brandon says “Oh no, fuckin bitch! “It’s not that easy”. “You’re a cock tease”. You gonna have to work to get this big black cock in your ass”. “You’re gotta beg me for me to fuck you!” His teasing is making my pussyass so horny that I am the one who actually pushes against his cock as he works the tip in me to tease me. As his deep voice tells me to push back against him, I just can’t help but do as I am told and I start to push against him as I feel his thick cock stretch my hungry hole up and work its way in. He says see baby it feels so good without a condom. He tells me how hot I am for his cock and how hungry I am for his cock to fill my pussyass with his black cum. Fuck it! I could care less about a condom. It’s feeling so fucking good that my whole body seemed to be only focused on sucking cock and being fucked in my pussyass. Brandon was saying me how good I’m going to feel once with his cock in me and how I want to have him fill me up with his black seed and how I’d love to be impregnated by him. As he pushed more and more of his cock in me, I was getting more and more turned on. His cock just felt so good as it pushes into my pussyass until I got so turned on I just beg for him to fuck me and fill my pussyass with his cock as he has made me so hot and horny that my only thought if that of Brandon’s BBC drilling me and filling me full of his cum. He slowly worked his cock all the way into my pussyass and in no time, he was buried to the hilt in my pussyass. He was then fucking me doggy style and as he fucked me, he is telling me how good I must be feeling and that when he is done, I will so turned on all I can think of is to have his BBC in me all the time. I am now so hot and sexy and sex crazed that my only thought is that big black cock drilling me and how good it is making me feel. With that, he pulled me up and sat down on the couch and made me sit on Juan’s cock facing him. By now, the crystal in me had turned me into such a total slut that my pussyass hungrily sucked his gorgeous hard cock in. “That's right slut” he said. “Work that pussyass on my cock. “Oh baby, you are such a slut for cock”, he said as he leaned forward and sucked on my tits as I fucked myself on his big cock. With his cock in my pussyass and his mouth on my tits, I was so horny I was bouncing myself up and down on his cock and going wild with desire. Brandon took the opportunity to climb on the couch, turn my head and fill my hungry mouth with his big black cock as his voice echoed in my mind, “Yeah baby, suck that pussy juice off my cock”. you are now our slut and once we are through with you, all you will ever want to be will be to be our whore and all that is going to be on your mind will be how many cocks you can get to fuck you.' Here I am, a shy bottom dressed like a slut now so horny I have my dress over my hips as I fuck myself on Juan, the top open for him to suck on my tits and my mouth hungrily sucking on a big black cock. Suddenly, Juan stopped fucking me and pulled out his cock. Brandon sat down on the couch and made me straddle his cock as he makes me sit down on his big black cock all hard and ready to fill me with his black cum. I am so hot I didn’t even do it slowly but just plunge my pussyass on his cock and start bouncing up and down on his cock. I am now so horny all thought of condom use is gone and all I can think of is to have my tits licked and sucked hard as I fucked myself on Brandon’s big black cock. I lean over to Brandon's mouth. As He fucks me, his mouth is sucking on my tits and telling me I am now his. As he fucked me, He tells me how slutty I must look on the camera as I fuck on his cock and push my tits for his mouth to suck. I got hotter and hotter as I fucked myself on his cock as he sucked and played with my tits. "Yes baby, work that hungry pussyass on my big black cock" he said as I got more and more turned on frantically fucked myself on his cock, pulling almost all the way out before plunging it all the way in again."That's right, work my big cock all the way into that pussyass" he whispers. "I'm gonna shoot my black seed and flood your pussyass with my cum and turn you into my feminized slut, begging for cum all the time!" "Yeah, I'm Cumming baby, Oh yes can you feel that hot black seed flooding your pussyass?" he asked. By now I am so hot and horny and turned on I was bouncing up and down on his black cock begging for his cum as he sucked on my tits. I have lost all sense of control as I fucked myself on this big black cock. "Oh yes, don’t stop fucking me!” cum in me, fill my pussyass with your cum" I moaned as the big black cock in my pussyass is making my pussyass so hot n hungry that I felt like Cumming any minute. Brandon stood up and pushed me down on my back pulled my legs over his shoulders and started fucking me like the whore I long to be. "That's right, take my big black cock in your pussyass" he said and he fucked me hard on my back. He leaned over and kissed me and I felt so feminine and submissive to have men fucking my pussyass as his tongue is fucking my mouth. He started kissing my ears and whispering, "I gonna cum now and I'm gonna fill that pussyass so full of cum and impregnate you with my seed" With that he groaned out loud and buried his cock fully in my pussyass. I suddenly felt his hot seed flooding my pussyass and the sensation was so hot I just clamped my legs around him and tried to keep his cock deep in my pussyass as I had a gigantic orgasm from the feeling of his hot black seed flooding me and making me his feminized slut. Suddenly they stopped fucking my pussyass and mouth and pulled me up on my feet. In his deep voice, Brandon said, “It’s time we turn you into our whore and for that; you have to look like one.” They stripped me of all my clothes and brought out the clothes they had brought along for me to wear. First was a really tight waist cincher and Juan pulled the laces so tight that I almost fainted from the tightness. I could barely breathe but it gave me a really feminine looking shape, small waist and the tight cincher pushed all my flesh up till my breasts look like a B cup. Next was a silky low cut blouse that was cut so low my breasts were easily accessible to anyone who wanted to play with them. Black stockings attached to the waist cincher followed by a pair of 5in heels. A tiny black skirt that barely covered my tiny black thong completed my whore outfit. Topping it off was a blond wig and when I saw myself in the mirror, I looked like a total sexy feminized slut whore with blond hair. “Yeah baby, now you really look like a whore” said Brandon as he started to caress me through the silk blouse while Juan caressed my ass through the short skirt. Juan had prepared another slam just for me. (Later they told me the first was .30 and this was .45). I had no hesitation this time. Again he tied off my arm, registered the syringe, off goes the tourniquet, and down goes the plunger. This one I kept coughing hard. I tried to stand up, and Juan gets behind me and raises my arm up, while Brandon stands in front of me. I’m the ‘meat’ in a man sandwich. Then shit! My ears were ringing, either my eyes were trembling or my body or maybe both. My tits were crushed against Brandon’s hard chest and electric shocks seem to radiate from them. I could feel Brandon’s cum oozing out of my just fucked pussyass. As he kissed me, he hands were playing with my tits through the silk blouse and Juan was kissing my neck and working his hand up my cock hungry pussyass. Juan then pushed my thongs to one side as he rammed his cock into my pussyass. By now, my pussyass was so hot and hungry from all the crystal it just swallowed his cock up and I felt no pain but instead just felt as if my pussyass was meant to be filled with cock the whole time. As Juan fucked me, using Brandon’s cum as lube. I eagerly bent down to take Brandon's big black cock in my mouth sucking him deep till I could feel my throat opening up and taking his 9in black cock completely in. The crystal had turned me so horny that I kept him in my throat till I almost blacked out from the lack of oxygen. I pulled out, took a couple of deep breaths before taking Brandon's cock deep in me again. As I deep throated him, Brandon had his hands on my tits as Juan drove me wild with his cock drilling my pussyass. “That's right, take that cock in your mouth”, droned Brandon, “You are now our whore and we are gonna make sure that you are gonna be kept totally horny and sex crazed with loads of crystal and that the only thing on your mind would be to have your pussyass and mouth filled with cock all the time and that your pussyass will only feel right when it is plugged.” “Say you are our whore, baby, say it!” I heard him through my crystal fogged brain. “Yes, yes, make me your Tina whore!” “Oh, Yes I need to have my ass and mouth filled with cock the all the time!” I moaned before hungrily taking his cock deep into my throat again. They then switched positions. Juan pushed his cock into my hungry mouth to telling me to “Clean the cum and pussy juice off his cock. While Brandon now pushed his big black cock into my pussyass as he fucked me doggy style, his hands caressing my tits while Juan worked his cock into my hungry mouth. As both my mouth and ass is filled with cocks, their voices keep telling me what a slut I am and that they are going to make sure that I become such a whore that all I can think of is to have cocks filling me up and fucking me. They will dress me up like a whore and give me female hormones so I become a totally feminized slut for them to use and to whore out. As they DP’d me, they kept commenting on how hot and horny I am and how they are going to make sure that I not only beg on the video for them to fuck me but that they will get me so high and turned on I'd be begging for them on video to impregnate me and fill my pussyass with cum and be their total cum slut so that the video can show my pussyass being barebacked and how open and hungry my pussyass is going to be for their bare cock, filled with their cum till the cum overflows from my pussyass. Juan suddenly pulled his cock out of my hungry mouth, picked up the video and brought it near to my pussyass for close-ups of Brandon's cock drilling my sloppy pussyass, so totally horny and open you can see it gaping open when Brandon pulled his cock out so that Juan can take close-ups of my pussyass all opened up and begging to be filled again. Brandon started to slowly insert his cock back in and pumped his whole 9in cock into my pussyass as Juan kept making close-ups of my pussyass being stretched and drilled by Brandon's big black cock. Brandon kept a slow pace, pushing his cock all the way in before pulling it completely out so that the video will show Brandon's black cock pulling out, leaving my pussyass all open before the video showed his cock pushing slowly back in to my cock hungry pussyass, fucking me deep for a few strokes before pulling completely out again and then working its way back in slowly so that the video can show clearly Brandon's big black cock fucking me bareback. Brandon then turned me over on my back and lifted my legs high over his shoulders as he again pushed his cock slowly back into my pussyass. As he fucked me on my back, I was by now so totally turned on and horny, I was begging for him to fuck me. As he fucked me on my back like the slut I long to be, Brandon leaned over and sucked on my tits as he continued to work his black cock in and out of my by now totally cock hungry pussyass. By now I was working my pussyass hard against his cock, pushing my ass hard against his thrusting cock as I moaned and begged him to fuck me and make me his feminized whore begging for his black cock. Brandon suddenly lifted me up with my pussyass still impaled on his black cock, leaned back against the bed and had me straddling him as I rode his black cock like a total slut that I have become. Brandon sat up on the bed as I rode him and sucked on my right breast as his hands played with my left breast. Juan in the meantime was busy recording how I have been turned from a shy bottom into such a slut bouncing up and down on his black friends bare cock, breast thrust into his mouth begging for him to fuck me and cum in me. As I rode Brandon's cock, I became a totally unthinking slut whose only thought was the cock that I was riding on. I made sure I pulled completely out of Brandon's cock before I sat down on it till it was fully in me before pulling it out again. I was just totally lost in the sensation of having his whole 9 in cock sliding in and out of my pussyass while he sucked and played with my tits. Brandon started fucking me hard and fast and telling me that I am his crystal whore and that he is going to fill me full of his cum and mark me with his cum so that my only thought is that I have been impregnated by him and that I am now his feminized slut whore for him to do as he wish and to keep filled with black cum till my pussyass won’t need any lube because of the amount of cum in me all the time. With that he plunged his cock all the way in my pussyass and I felt his cock spasm as he pumped gallons of his black cum into my hungry pussyass. With his cum, he kept repeating that I am now his black cock whore and that all I can think of is his black cock and that my one and only purpose from now on is to be a total whore for him and Juan. When he pulled out, Juan moved the camera up close to film all the thick creamy cum gushing out from my stretch and open pussy. He then plunged his cock in me as Brandon took over the filming of my pussyass being ravaged bareback by Juan's cock. As Juan fucked me, you can see the cum being forced out of my pussyass. It was now Juan's turn to tell me repeatedly that I am now a total slut whore and that the only thing on my mind is to be filled by big cocks. Brandon pushed his semi hard cock into my mouth as Juan fucked me and once again I have both my holes filled with cocks. The fucking went on for such a long time that the video ran out of memory. After hours of being used, my mind went totally blank and I woke up with Juan's cock plugged in my pussyass and my mouth suckling on Brandon's cock. They told me to shower and cleaned up as they are going to bring me out and show me off as their feminized whore. I had washed up with soap and just as I was about to clean out all the cum in my hole. They both entered the shower naked, still sporting hard-ons. Brandon said, “Stop cleaning out the cum from your pussy, we have another gift for you bend over”. I thought we’re going to do it in the shower. Juan pushed his hard cock it my still cum lubed pussyass. I pushed back and started to move forward to fuck myself on Juan’s hard cock but Brandon grabbed my shoulders and told me to hold still. Then he told Juan to go ahead, do it. I felt warm liquid filling my ass. He was pissing in me! Then Oh wow! I started to see colors and was rushing again. My pussy ass was so stretched the mix of cum and Tina was running down my legs. Brandon quickly got behind me, grabbed my should from behind and shoved his entire 9 inches into me, bottoming out. He said for me to be still and not move. Again I felt the warm liquid fill deep into my bowels. I was fuckin’ flying again! Brandon was still holding onto me with his big huge dick filling me up. I felt like a wet doll impaled on his huge cock. I just kept rushing. Then he said that’s it, my Tina piss is so far up there it won’t leak out anytime soon. As I stood up, He asked me, “didn’t I tell you it would be good”. I bent over again spreading my ass cheeks apart trying to back up on his cock but he moved away. So then I went to kneel down to suck his cock, but he said there will be plenty more of that tonight and to finish cleaning up. They then when I came out of the shower and while I was drying off, Juan was there. He laced me up even tighter in the waist cincher, had me put on my stockings. I was wondering about my underwear but there wasn’t much need for it to hold my fem. cock in as it had shrunk into a tiny 2in clit on account of the crystal. I was given a silky blouse this time, the blouse was a wrap around blouse and my tits could be seen almost popping out every time I moved. I put on my heels and a really short leather skirt to complete my whore outfit. He had me put on some makeup and sluttish red lipstick on my big lips. Brandon said to hold on, he kissed me, I could feel his hard body against my tits and the sensation of his chest rubbing against my tits through the silk blouse was starting to turn me on again especially as he kept his mouth locked on mine as the meth was working on my brain. As I got more and more turned on by the crystal, I felt Juan lubing up my pussyass and then inserting an enema bulb into my pussyass. I felt warm liquid up my pussyass and with the crystal working its magic on my brain; I was fast becoming a total slut pushing my pussyass against Juan. When he had squeezed every last drop of the liquid in me, he instructed me to hold it in and then inserted a huge vibrating butt plug into my pussyass, plugging me up and preventing the liquid from flowing out. I was then made to put on a pair of thongs that pushed hard against the butt plug preventing the butt plug from sliding out. By now I was reeling from the effects of the crystal that Juan had forced in me. I could feel the liquid in my pussyass weighing me down. As we stepped out, Juan told me that I am going to be a total slut tonight as the liquid he had forced in me contained lots of crystal and that it would ensure that I remained totally high and horny the whole night long and that it would ensure that I won’t be able to resist when they have a group use me and they film how I have become a totally feminine whore that gets gangbanged. By now, the large booty bump started to get me really high and I was totally horny as I tried to walk on my 5 inch heels. The movement was making my nipples rubbing against the blouse and turning me on even more. In the car, both Juan and Brandon kept running their hands all over my tits, caressing my body, teasing my pussyass by turning the vibrating butt plug on and off. By the time I reached our destination, I was so totally tweaked and turned on; the only thing on my mind was to be used by cocks, lots and lots of cocks.... If you like this story please let me know  and I’ll let you know where we went and what happen there… tinapantybtm@gmail.com

One man’s blessing is another man’s curse and for me I’ve got more than my share – an extra long dick (just over 10 inches), an extra wide dick (just shy of 8 inches round), and I shoot cum like a farm animal (up to ¼ of a cup a time). Truly. The dick? Well that’s thanks to my father for sure who was even bigger than me and the cum? Well I don’t know, could be him too, but the doctors call it Hyperspermia - a condition in which a man can ejaculate a massive volume of semen and and extra bonus is it comes with a high sex drive - thus my continuous frustration. Sex for me has almost always been a series of one frustrated encounters after another. Fucking size queens hit me all the time bragging how they can take me, how they love big dick, how they want my cum – that is until I split their hole open with just the few inches and then they fucking tap out and run. I’ve never worn condoms; my hyperspermia makes that impossible as the amount of precum I produce makes my dick so wet and slick they won’t stay on. That’s how I got AIDs – splitting bottoms open. I learned quickly a little blood was a given, a lot was expected and for me, doesn’t bother me in the least. For the bottom? Yeah they freak and make me stop. So to get by and try to relieve my constant need to nutt, I’ve sold condoms online full of my cum, made some pay-to-play solo porn flicks of me shooting, escorted trying to give facials or creampies, sold batches of my load to a fertility clinic, and I even created a Tumblr account talking about my curses and thinking I’d document those bottoms I found who could take me and wanted my POZ load. None of that really helped or panned out in the end. Just wasn’t the same. Have I fucked and bred a guy totally before. Yeah, of course, but few and far between and so I mostly have to be satisfied with a little oral, a little ass around the tip of my dick, then finishing off when I am home and alone. I want more, I need more, I need to breed and infect some ass and fill a bottom’s guts full of my cum – why else would God have given me what he did? I had frankly about given up until one day when I received an email: “Good afternoon. I am Dr. Mike. My practice has recently begun a new treatment regimen for some of my patients that I believe you are perfect for. I have many years of developing specialized, treatment regimens for my patients and would like to invite you to come to my office on Monday at 3:00 p.m. for a consultation. There is no fee for the visit or treatment regimen. Please refrain from all sexual activity for at least 48-hours prior to the visit so I can fully assess the volume of your semen output and your ability to ejaculate more than once for comparison purposes.” OK, I wasn’t exactly sure how this Dr. Mike thought he could help me since no one else had ever been able to. I tried to find what I could online about Dr. Mike and there was the standard fare, but his medical specialties did include treatment of HIV, AIDs, and other infectious diseases. What was surprising was how little there was about him. Most doctors these days have social media and site after site. Not this Dr. Mike. He was almost like a ghost – almost – but in digging through some chat rooms on the dark web I did come across a series of stories that mentioned Dr. Mike doing some pretty twisted, fucked up shit that made my dick drool and bounce and I quickly emailed him back to confirm I would be there. Dr. Mike’s office was located in Northeast Washington, DC, in an older brick building. I got to the office and rang the bell as the office was closed for the day. I waited a few minutes and then heard the locks turn, the door opened, and I was met by a man in white coat. Dr. Mike was in his mid 40s I guess, about 5”11, 180, and fairly clean cut looking and I thought handsome. He shook my hand, asked me to step inside, and locked the door. I then followed him through another door and down a hall and his office was like the rest of the building, older and somewhat run down looking. Near the end of the hall he stopped and motioned me to enter an exam room that was somewhat bare except for an odd table contraption bolted to the middle of the floor that was occupied by an apple assed guy. The guy was kneeling on a small bench part of the exam table on a pillow, with his chest on the table, his arms forward and his head resting on its side. A leather hood was strapped to his head, hiding his features and all that could be seen were closed eyes, his nostrils, and mouth that was slightly agape, relaxed. Leather straps wound around his calves, thighs, and he looked like a big Z splayed out. The next thing I noticed were several Polaroid Cube cameras attached to the metal table and on several small tripods all pointed to the guy’s ass from various angles. Yet, that was not the strangest part. I hesitated as I looked at the IV pole that was at the end of the odd table next to a set of monitors being watched by another man in a white coat who wore a medical mask that was inflating and deflating against his face as he breathed in and out. The other man was speaking softly to the guy on the table, “Time to dream little man.” I turned to the squeak of a metal stool being rolled away from a small table as Dr. Mike pointed to a chair by the door and said, “Please disrobe and sit in the chair here please.” I looked from him, to the other man, to the bottom. I was confused about what was going on but the sight of the that naked body looking like a sacrifice on an altar stirred my deep, dark desires and needs. I sat down in the chair, my naked ass sticking to the leather seat as Dr. Mike rolled himself close and flipped open a manila folder. “Normally I would want to do a full set of labs myself and an exam, but I received a copy of your medical file from your previous doctor and well – both your HIV and hyperspermia are well documented so I figured we should dispense with such pleasantries and get right to it.” My dick started to lengthen. Dr. Mike motioned to guy on the table, “Most gay men wait too long to get tested for rectal cancer. It is best to start young and technology now allows us to test in the office with High Resolution Anoscopy, but it does require anesthesia – a special cocktail of Fentanyl, Ketamine, Propofol, and a few other medications.” What the fuck? I knew what those drugs were, well at least I had heard of them and I looked again at the man in the white coat and the guy on the table. Fuck! They had drugged him and knocked him out! Dr. Mike set the open folder partially on my right leg, my dick now hardening more and stretching down my left. He started to ask me a series of questions and I hesitated and looked at the other man. Dr. Mike followed my gaze, shifted his stool to block my view, set his hand on my thigh in a reassuring manner and said, “Do not mind Dr. Collins,” and with that continued his questions and making the appropriate notes in his folder. “Are you currently off all meds?” I lied and said, “No.” Dr. Mike paused; frowned a little, set his pen in the crease of the folder and with his right hand reached out and grabbed the shaft of my now hard dick. “I need you to be totally honest with me if you please,” he said, “Unlike other doctors you may have seen in the past I need the unvarnished truth and not an answer that you think should be given or that you erroneously believe I may wish to hear. Understand?” I nodded and he asked again, “Are you currently off all meds?” This time I answered honestly and said, “Yes and no. I take them sometimes because…well I had read that if you do that then you can become resistant, and I just wanted to…I...” Dr. Mike smiled, made a note in his file, set his pen back in the folder and reached out again and this time slowly stroked my dick a couple times as he said, “Thank you for being honest. Yes, you can build a resistance and I will draw some blood so we can order a genotype test to confirm exactly which meds you are resistant too and then plan accordingly.” I moaned as his touch made me lose focus, but I blurted, “Yeah but I don’t want to take… or be…I…” Dr. Mike smiled, leaned in a little, stroked my dick a little faster and said, “Oh you misunderstand. Our goal is to INCREASE your resistance and viral count. That is what you want isn’t it?” What the fucking kind of doctor was he? My dick answered for me as it started to drool. The questions from Dr. Mike continued, “Do you use any recreational drugs? Willing to do others? Known STDs besides AIDs? Do you have receptive anal intercourse? Penetrated a bottom fully against his will? I imagine it is difficult given your size. Let me see – yes – I expect only a bottom with years of fisting could naturally take you.” Dr. Mike’s stroking skills were superior, that’s for sure yet somehow I don’t think he learned that in medical school. Dr. Mike continued with his list of questions and it was increasingly difficult to focus. Apparently satisfied, he closed the folder, rolled back over to the small table, grabbed an iPad, flipped opened the cover and showed me a video that had been paused. “This is Lucas,” Dr. Mike said as he tapped the video and it started to play. There was a yellow sticky note on the screen covering the person’s head, but from the wisps of hair that showed and the clothed body whose size seemed to match the guy on the table, appeared to be a shy twink of a guy - young but legal. Lucas had recorded a message verbally affirming he was legal, and his willing to submit to all ‘treatments and procedures’ as prescribed by Dr. Mike and Dr. Collins on that date, among the other stand release and approval statements. The video finished and Dr. Mike said, “I can assure you that the person in the video is the same as the one currently being monitored by Dr. Collins. Patient confidentiality requires that his face be covered even though you are now part of his treatment team. You understand? This is totally anonymous. You will never know his identity, nor he yours.” At the word ‘anonymous’ my dick spasmed and a long line of nutt drool proceeded down my thigh. Dr. Mike smiled in a way that held no warmth or humor. He then tapped the iPad screen a couple times, swiped, and I could hear sound as another video started. Dr., Mike adjusted the sticky note then turned the iPad around so I could see. In this one, the guy was naked, his arms out wide as he did slow turns that showed his hot ass and tiny twink dick. He paused facing the camera and began to speak in the same voice as the first video. The twink stated his first name, stats, and this time the message release statement was not the kind found on any standard form: “My name is Lucas Si…just Lucas. I am of sound mine and judgment and confirm that I have asked for a no limits fuck today. I am aware I may be unconscious and unable to provide further consent, but I DO consent. Totally. I want this. I want to get rape fucked by some big dick and be a total cum dump. Have totally been fantasizing about it for like forever and… well…so today it may happen – I mean will happen. No one is forcing me to do this. I am volunteering and WANT it. I also want it raw, no condoms at all, and understand the guy or guys who may fuck me might HIV+ or whatever. I don’t care. That shit don’t matter to me whatever they got. It’s all good. I’m on PREP so it’s all good. I just…hell! Is that good? Can we get this shit started? I’m horny as shit and need some dick!” Dr. Mike smiled that dark smile again and said, “As you can see. All legal bases are covered no mattered what may come. I am quite proficient in working within the boundaries set by my profession as well as expanding those boundaries as needed. One final note. What would you say – hypothetically of course –if there was an individual such as say someone like this young man you just saw on the video who in their mind can only imagine something like a big hit of G? Imagine how they would feel after the fact becoming aware of the full extent of the ‘party hole’ they went down. Also – hypothetically – wouldn’t it be a shame if the same young man BELIEVED they were on PREP when actuality they were on a placebo combo as part of a blind drug trial they had previously consented to? Especially one in which the results had shown rampant degradation of their immune systems due to other factors prescribed as part of their treatment regimen?” Damn! This was one fucked up doctor and with every word my dick pulsed and continued to stream more precum. I was stunned. I didn’t know what to say or what to do, but my dick did as Dr. Mike reached out, wrapped his warm hand around my pulsing shaft, and expertly stroked it. “I know you have tried to find bottoms that would allow you to POZ them, that would allow you to flood them with your fountain of death,” he said with a calm voice full of confidence in every statement. “I know you have no qualms making a bottom bleed. I know you always hold back when you have intercourse – physically in the act as well as in your ejaculation. That is unhealthy and as your physician, I must provide a treatment regiment that will ensure your full well-being.” I leaned back in the chair and moaned in pleasure as Dr. Mike’s fingers deftly worked my dick as he continued, “You have been given a gift – many gifts – and those gifts need to be shared – and so I offer the first of but many cum dumps for you to use, to mark, to infect, to enjoy in ways you never imagined possible.” I groaned again and licked my lips as my breathing got faster and my heart started to race. Dr. Mike suddenly released his grip on my dick, rolled his stool to the side, grabbed another clipboard, held out a pen with a disarming smile, but an evil glint in his eyes and said, “These are the consent forms for your treatment. Sign and date here – initial here – there.” He flipped the page, “This page affirms that there is no monetary payment due, however there is a co-pay of no consequence that we will address later.” I couldn’t put pen to paper fast enough and once the forms were signed, Dr. Mike rolled his stool back, set the clipboard down, stood up, gestured towards the waiting ass with his left hand and said, “My patient is waiting,” before he calmly walked over and stood by the tied up bottom. Nervously I stood up and followed: my raging dick leading the way and dripping my toxic cum in long drools with every step. Just inches from the unconscious bottom I realized how my dick was perfectly aligned with his waiting hole as if…as if Dr. Mike knew my exact height and other measurements and had planned accordingly. But how? Dr. Mike just smiled and nodded as I tentatively stepped closer, my flesh pressing against the bottom’s. I turned to Dr. Mike who said nothing, but just nodded. I gently reached out and inserted my right index finger between the waiting mounds of twink flesh. His ass crack was totally hairless, as was the rest of his body – whether natural or manicured – it did not matter, it was sexy as fuck! I slid my finger against his puckered ass ring and with but the slightest effort of pressure it slowly opened and sucked my finger in to the hilt. No resistance, no squirming, no fighting. The bottom suddenly let out a low, guttural moan and I yanked my finger back in surprise and shock. Dr. Mike just chuckled and with his hands still clasped in front of him like he was monitoring a science experiment of no regard, he turned to Dr. Collins and ordered, “A little more if you please.” Dr. Collins flooded the IV input with a wave of milky white slumber. Dr. Mike turned and looked at me expectantly. I had never really fucked in front of an audience and the whole situation was beyond fucking strange. Dr. Mike held out his hands, palms up in an apologetic gesture and said, “Given the current treatment, at least this time, I must be here to attend my patients – you and him. In the future – if you decide to continue under my care – I expect that will not be necessary and only Dr. Collins will need to monitor such aspects of your visits. However, my plan for treatment is that – based on your performance – hypothetically of course, that a first treatment may be such as we have today with the patient totally unaware and unconscious. Next time, maybe it will be a lighter sleep. The time after, maybe semi-conscious, but still restrained. The time after that? Who knows? You may find that having your way with someone completely restrained yet fully conscious is more to your – shall we say medical needs?” There was that fucking dark smile again. Dr. Mike was an evil, twisted, son of a bitch and part of me wanted to be just like him! I needed to fuck. I needed to breed that ass and knowing he was knocked out, anonymous, NEG, and that I might infect him sent me to the fucking moon! I stepped closer, lining my dick head with Lucas’ asshole. No, no names – this was just some cum dump – some dirty bottom willing to take any raw dick and I planned to POZ him good. This time I jammed three fingers all at once at that ass ring and just like before it opened, but damage was done. Dr. Mike issued a small chuckle and “Yes!” as I dug my nails into the bottom’s hole, harder and harder, over and over, yearning to break through the walls of his drug induced state to hear him moan in pain and beg for mercy. That never happened, which only spurred me on to finger fuck his hole rougher. I glanced to the side to see Dr. Mike adjust his own hard dick and I smiled. Yeah, that’s right, I could be as twisted as he was, just watch. This bottom would remember the day I bred him and when I finally pulled my fingers out they were nice and red. I then started to slap his ass – full on arm swings – and those apple cheeks went from white, to pink, to red, to shades of purple in no time. God damn I wanted to bust right then! My hand hurt from slapping him so hard and yet not a single moan or sound escaped those pink little lips that protruded from the leather hood over his head. While Dr. Mike was clearly into it, Dr. Collins seemed oblivious and totally focused on his patient and the monitors. Fine by me. I took a step back, slid my right hand up and down my shaft a few times to coat my death rod with my POZ, sticky precum, wiped my hands on the bottom’s sides, then grabbed the two biggest handfuls of flesh that I could and squeezed and dug in. I PAUSED, LOOKED AT DR. MIKE, AND AS HE MET MY EYES I SLAMMED MY DICK THROUGH THE BOTTOM’S OUTER HOLE AND BURIED MYSELF INSIDE HIM! The bottom’s body made no movement at all as I ripped him open. The pillow beneath his legs became stained. While I expected to see the waves of pain ripple through his body, his ass never clenched, never tried to push me out, never fought back. Somewhere between his fresh stab wounds and his brain all nerve impulses just faded away – thank you Dr. Collins! I clenched his flesh tighter in my grasp. I wanted him to be bruised, sore, and it was time to rape some ass. I grunted and growled as I pulled out and slammed all 10-inches+ of my raw dick into my victim’s hole and the more it got wet, the harder I fucked. My balls were bursting, ready to breed and infect this cum dump. My fountain of death was ready to explode like Deep Water Horizon and forever alter the world! I PICKED UP MY PACE, AND FUCKED AS HARD AS I COULD. I WANTED TO RAPE THAT ASS – HURT IT – INFECT IT – BREED IT – FILL HIS GUTS WITH MY LOAD! DR. MIKE WAS RIGHT – I HAD MANY GIFTS AND THIS BOTTOM WOULD GET THEM ALL AND AS I LOOKED DOWN AND SAW MY RED-COATED DICK I LOST IT – FROZE – AND SHOOK AS MY HYPERSPERMIA DELIVERED WHAT FELT LIKE A QUART OF INFECTED AIDS NUTT INTO THAT BOTTOM’S SHREDDED ASS. Oh yeah, in addition to shooting a lot in volume, my orgasm – my real orgasm which have been few and far between – seem to last for fucking ever and by the time my dick stopped spurting and I was able to let go of the flesh clenched in a death grip in my hands, I felt like I would pass out. With my dick still inside his unwilling hole, and streams of ass juice and my cum frothing out around my semi-hard dick, I flopped on top of the twink’s body feeling utterly satisfied for the maybe the first time ever. Dr. Mike was behind me, pressed his body against my naked ass and reached out and laid his right hand on my chest, “Please, if you could just stand back up, we do not want to impede his breathing.” Oh shit! Something about his touch, his body pressed to mine, the feel of his hard dick through his pants … fuck I don’t know – set me off again and I started blowing another load up that bottom’s hole without even another stroke. This one racked me to my bones and every spasm that burned through my body was felt by Dr. Mike who moaned and held me as I POZZED that ripped up ass all over again! When my balls were finally drained, my dick slid out of that beaten hole like a python that had just gorged on a herd of goats and was ready for a long nap. Dr. Mike stepped back, wiped his hands one against the other, smiled and said, “There. Now if you please. Get dressed and I will see you back here next Monday, same time,” and with that he left. (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!) (Dr Mike: Biohazard and Healer – all story links here - https://breeding.zone/topic/34692-dr-mike-biohazard-story-links/#comment-384265 )

My phone lit up telling me I had a e-mail. I was surprised to see that it was a craigslist reply. I had been cruising the casual encounters section a few days before and replied with pictures to one that said "2 horny tops looking for a bottom" The reply had a phone number and a address with the message saying your hot you want to play tonight? It was friday and I didn't have any plans other than sitting home beating off to some porn. So I text him back saying saying sounds fun what time you want to hook up he ask if I could be there by 8 I said yea that shouldn't be a problem so few hours went by and I was getting more and more excited looking at the craigslist posting over and over one had a thick 8 in uncut cock and other had a long skinny 9 inch cut pierced cock. i showered and used at least 10 or 12 water enemas till I knew my lil pink hole was squeaky clean. I shaved my cock and balls and shaved my ass and bootyhole keeping it nice and smooth . I am 5'9 155 lbs 30 inch waste Brown hair Blue eyes a very average 6 inch cock I had hooked up with maybe 8 guys my entire life so i wasn't a virgin by any definition of the word. I am only 22 years old I had just finished getting my degree in electrical engineering and maintenance. I still living at parents house so I let them know, I was going to stay night with friends. I dressed in my khakis and a button up shirt and a tight blue jock strap. I grabbed four or five condoms from my dresser drawer and my astroglide gel I looked at the time seeing it was 5 min after 7 I knew I had 35 or 40 min drive ahead of me just to get to the address. I said bye to parents grabbed my lil overnight bag and was on my way. I couldn't help being horny the whole way there I couldn't wait to get that long cock down my throat as the uncut guy fucked me it seemed to take forever to get there. I finally pulled in where GPS said "arrived at your destination" I fired off text saying I'm here and walked to the door it was a really big house you could look at it and tell it was built about ac hundred years ago. The house had 3 stories and paint chipped off in several places and the bricks on the foundation were very well weathered. "Knock knock knock" The door opened and I see a tall guy with broad shoulders shaved head probably 6'3 250 lbs wearing a pair of black leather pants and leather vest I thought in my head he is fucking hot .He was very nice invited me in and walked me in asking me if I wanted a mix drink I said sure and he mixed me a very strong vodka and cranberry barely enough cranberry juice to color it pink I wasn't a big drinker, but I thought what the hell I'm not driving and figured it would take nervousness away a little. His name was Marrk and he told Me that John would be down as soon as he got out of shower. I sat there drinking my drink making small talk and he was ask if I liked sucking cock and ask if I was closeted I told him I am Bi and yes I do and yes I am in closet. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs they were loud because they old and wooden. And then i Saw John he was tall and skinny with glasses and semi long hair. He was wearing a small black see through tight shirt and a black pair of speedo looking undies I could see his long cock pushing on the thin material as it hung down his leg I was ready to suck it right then. "So you must be David" he proclaimed reaching the bottom of the stairs. I said that's me. He said are you ready to get started? I grabbed my drink and turned the entire glass up finishing it and shook my head and said yea I'm ready when you are. Marrk stood up and said come on and walked down hall I followed him as John walked behind me grabbing my ass as we went through the hallway I just smiled and kept following. We got to the very back room of the house and I stepped in. The lights were dimmed in there as y eyes adjusted and I looked around. There was a big 60" flat screen on the wall, and a king size bed with drawers built into the bed on the bottom,and a sex swing hanging with chains from a free standing metal frame with mirrors on top so you see yourself when looking up.I was getting more and more turned on and said you" have a entire adult play room" Marrk turned on tv and the laptop that was on nightstand as John said get some those clothes off. I instantly unbuttoned my pants kicked my shoes of got my shirt off till I was standing there in only my jockey. About that time I looked up seeing the tv had the internet displayed on it. Marrk ask me what kind of porn did I like "straight or gay? " I told him straight. It was very rare for me to watch any gay porn I just like straight porn better. He said what should we watch? I told him to try "interracial" he smiled saying that was one his favorites to. The screen went black for a second then the video started. There was a sexy lil blonde girl with 4 big black guys standing around her she dropped to her knees and I saw both Marrk and John standing on both sides of me so I did same thing the blonde did I went to my knees and John pulled his cock out first and started pulling my face towards his long hanging pierced I opened my mouth and started sucking him feeling him getting harder and harder as he shoved his cock into my throat I was choking and spit dripping all over my face he pulled it out of my mouth and said Get on the bed I got on bed and he strapped my arms to the top corners of matress he yanked my undies off and then I felt the leather belt like restraints tighten on both my wrist that's when I looked down and saw Marrk hooking my ankles to a metal bar it was impossible to close my legs after the restraints were tightened I was completely naked and tied to the bed that's when I looked back at the tv and this time Marrk was on a messenger of some kind with 6 or 8 different guys on there webcams then I saw the other screen that had me strapped down all the guys in the messenger could see me I said "what the fuck" John said shut up and just relax I layed back watching all these guys play with themselves looking at me then Marrk said 2 more for sure and maybe another 2. John said great. I interrupted "what's going on"? Let's fuck him while he still so tight Marrk told John and the internet audience John said ok let me get the stuff I saw he pulled a box out from the drawer in the bed it had a big bottle of "rush" poppers and a small baggy that was full of crystal clear shards and a syringe full of liquid and a bottle of lube.

Too bad that I can’t make it there this afternoon and therefore I will miss you tonight. Would love to have you breed me! I went to this party last time and got my fill of bare cocks and had so much fun there. I am wondering if they allow piss play there? i would love to have someone piss in me but am afraid that I would made a mess there.

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My new Pastor: The door to the confessional slowly opened, and the father came out, fully robed in black, with just his cock sticking out. He had a white collar around his neck, along with a long rainbow-colored scarf. He instructed me that I must first be baptized into the church, and led me to his bathroom, which he referred to as the baptismal pool. He instructed me to lay in the tub, and receive my first baptism. He began slowly by pissing all over my body. He then instructed me to open my mouth and accept his holy wine. I greedily drank his piss, without spilling a drop. With that he informed me that I was now part of the church, and that a celebration would commence. He then toweled me off and led me to the kneeling bench which was next to the still covered alter. He instructed me to kneel across the alter with my ass high in the air, which I obliged. Reaching under the covered alter, he removed a chalice with a liquid in it. I wasn’t sure what it was, but I was instructed to drink heartily from it. I have never done drugs before, but this drink was apparently highly laced with something, as I felt a totally new experience. My mind was racing and I was as horny as fuck. All inhibitions were set aside. Once I finished the rather large chalice, I was told I would now receive his blessing which would bring me into his church for the rest of my life. My hands were tied with his rainbow-colored scarf, and my hole was prepared for entry. His fingers slowly stretched my quivering ass, scratching my cunt until it was bleeding. I know it was bleeding as the Father removed them from me, and made me suck them clean. After doing so, I felt some sharp chards being inserted up my ass. I dared to ask Father what it was, and he simply said communion wafers. I thanked him. The Father asked me if I was ready to join the Brotherhood and I replied yes! He teased my ass with his cock just sticking his cock in and making me beg for his holy post. Very unexpectedly, he drove hard in me balls to the wall. As he was pounding me, he was chanting, and just before he blew his seed deep in me, he asked if I was ready to receive the blessings of the Father. As I replied yes, he shot deep into my ass.

It was short but sweet. Returned to my sauna. First of all, thought I'd found a bareback fuck only to be disappointed when he insisted on a condom! He couldn't accommodate my large dick so that went South. Shortly afterwards, I entered a cabin where someone was lying face down on the couch, surely this time, he was crying out for a barebacking. After, an excellent blowjob getting me both fully erect and sufficently lubricated, I asked him if he wanted fucking. He obediently turned round applied lube to his hole and I easily slid my cock up his bare hole. The fucking was smooth and the pressure built up surprisingly quickly for me. Before I knew it, I discharged more spunk up his bare arse than I knew I had. It kept on pumping out, That chap was well fucked and filled. I was completely drained of all my sperm!

Luv to rim and be rimmed. Tongue fucked is more appropriate. Any hole that wants it. Some tops get rock hard with a tongue in their ass. Luv being eaten before, during, and after fucking and breeding.

I’m pretty vague on the details. That’s what happens when you get twisted out of your mind for three days and zero nights. It started out rather benignly. I had no plans and, after no play and working out every day for a few months, my testosterone level was soaring, my body looked good and my ass was primed. So I jumped online and was hit up by a guy who I had tried to play with before. Only I had failed to mention that I didn’t have any favs and could only pitch in until I was in the car halfway there. Turns out he didn’t have enough to share so we took a rain check. Tonight, he planned on cashing it in and within an hour, I was driving over. When I arrived, he was a nice-looking guy. Masculine, laid back, not tweaked…in fact, rather subdued, with a muscular body and what looked like a very nice package. I’m not sure he was interested but he didn’t kick me out either…in fact, no one ever has. The place was a nice, which is rare, because the tweakers I seem to always find rarely know how to clean their sheets, much less decorate. Not that it ever stopped me from staying…or coming back. He was nice enough to let me toke on the glass cock while he prepped our rigs. I’m still new to the slam scene so he was willing to handle the whole business and admin. I admit I also love the thought of a guy corrupting me. Watching the look in their eyes as they send me spinning and start begging for cum. In fact, I had told him that the few times I’d slammed in the past, I rarely coughed. He must have taken that as a challenge because as soon as he pushed the liquid into my veins, I felt my chest seize up and that metallic taste in my mouth. A few coughs later and I proceeded to strip down to my boots and jock and start stroking my cock as my ass got wet and started twitching for action. Unfortunately, he wound up taking a while to hit himself and by then, well, things got a little fuzzy. I’m pretty sure I had already started looking for action online. I hate to admit it but, when I’m flying, I start obsessively looking for more guys…can’t stop…can’t be dragged off line…can’t put down the mobile. Even as guys are taking turns plowing me, I’m complete obsessed with who else is online and who else wants to fuck me. I’ve been fucked up down and sideways while simultaneously on my mobile hitting up new guys to come over and fuck me. I’m not proud of it. And I suspect that’s what eventually ended my night with this guy because I wasn’t giving him the time of day. Shameless. Embarrassing. Bad form. So I headed out to the car…well, almost. It was the middle of Hollywood and still early on a Friday night. So I thought I’d take a little stroll. I was flying like a kite but still managed to keep an eye out for the cops. Of course, when high, you think every guy you see is dying to fuck you. I’m sure if the cops had stopped me, I would have expected them to plow my ass over the hood of the car while in handcuffs. Fortunately that remained just a fantasy in my head. I hadn’t gone far when, up ahead, I noticed a guy who seemed to be on the prowl as well. As I approached, we started talking. It took awhile before I realized I’d played with this guy before (but I didn't reveal that to him for hours.) In fact, I recall he had a beautiful big dick and had no problem slamming me and pissing a gallon of t-piss up my ass. Of course, he was flying too. We walked back to my car and he arranged for us to swing by his dealer and pick up some stuff. Then we headed back to his place but, no surprise, I was ready for more than one-on-one action. So back online…. Within minutes, I’d found a hot young guy, who wasn’t typically my type but anyone who says “sure I slam” gets my ass to twitch. We drove over to his place in WeHo and he was definitely hot. Thing was, he lived in a tiny room and he had pesky neighbors who complained. So he texted his buddies up in Hollywood and off we drove again. Once we arrived, it was clear this was a classic tweaker house. Eviction notices on the door. Torn screens. No furniture. Sheets on the windows. Crap everywhere. The shower was broken out of the wall, and there was black water backed up in the tub. Sheer filth. But did I turn around and leave? Hell no. The hosts were also young guys. Turns out they were a couple and had been together for a long time. I couldn’t figure out what they were up for but I didn’t care. Me and the other guys slammed, cough*, and soon I was getting fucked and pissed in on the one twin size bed in the whole place. I was flying and I wanted everyone. So I managed to get one half of the couple hard and, after asking the boyfriend’s permission, sat on his beautiful large cock. Then I needed to clean up so I headed to the bathroom, but not before backing my ass on to the other boyfriend’s cock and making him cum in my ass, practically against his will. I jumped in the shower to clean up and start round 2? or was it 3? I’d lost count. I returned to the sex den, with the smell of piss and cum and, I'm embarrassed to admit, probably some other smells that shouldn’t have been there. There was just no way to get clean in that place but no way I was going to leave or stop. Again, I got back online and started inviting guys over to a place I didn’t even own with people I didn’t know. I couldn’t keep track of who was coming but I never turned anyone away. Every hour or two, I’d go answer the door, dressed in nothing but a hoodie. And as soon as they got a look at my ass, they came right in to the pigsty, got naked and shoved their dick in my hole. One guy I remember was a breathtakingly beautiful black guy, ripped to shreds, stunning face and dick of death. He kept fucking me and saying “I get you all to myself, don’t I?” I just smiled and nodded…anything to keep him fucking my hole. Another guy came over who had been hitting on me for weeks. Turns out he has a reputation for getting too whacked out on G. And sure enough, that’s what happened. Then one more guy showed up who was older, taller, thicker, masculine and hung. He wasn’t partying, which usually means I get to be plowed for hours. And he did. Within minutes he fucked two loads in me. Later on, he just pounded away flipping me around in every position for probably an hour. Finally I had to take a break, which may have happened twice before in my whole life. Finally as the sun rose, I decided it was time to call it a night (day?). Somewhere along the way, I’d lost the first two guys who brought me over there. I headed out into the sunlight and from there, I honestly can’t say. I’m a blank. I think I headed to some video stores and thought about the Coral Sands but I didn't feel like paying. Soon it was dusk and the hits starting to happen online. One guy wanted me to come over so he could slam me and play out my fantasies of being tied up and blindfolded, slammed and fucked. But he was at work so I had to wait a few hours. Right. Like that would happen. Then I got hit up by one of the hottest fucking guys ever. I couldn’t believe my luck. Plus he was just around the corner in Weho. When he opened the door, I had to try hard not to gasp. He was fucking ripped to shreds, sexy as hell, and I could tell he’d been going hard for a few days. I thought for sure the guy wasn’t interested but I didn’t let on that I was lacking in confidence. I asked to take a much needed shower so I could clean out. Then he set me up with his pipe and some porn while he showered off as well. We took some swigs of G and did some shotguns and soon, we were going at it. To my delight, he was more than interested. He was on fire. Even he was surprised how hot he was for me. Granted, it was the G, but you know when there’s still a connection, chemical or not. He was turned on by everything I did, whether it was my ass squeezing his cock, or the stories I told him of my debauchery, or the sly grin and cocked eyebrow I gave him when he looked at me, or the way I stroked his cock and ran my fingers down his 16-pack or squeezed the muscles on his back or took charge and rode on top of his cock til he was squealing with glee. I acted like I didn’t give a fuck if he thought I was hot or not. Guess what? Fake it til you make it. We went at it hot and heavy for a good 3-4 hours but I had promised him to leave by midnight so he could get a decent night’s sleep before work. I looked pretty cocky packing up and leaving on the dot, which I could tell made him even more turned on. Little did he know, I had another pig date lined up. But when I got downstairs, I got a text cancelling the date. Turns out that guy doesn’t like to be second. Ha. More like 6th or 8th. There I was, tweaked on G and T and around the corner from Vaseline Alley. A quick walk through there and I literally had 3 cars chasing after me. But I always get wigged and never know what will happen, afraid I'll get busted or worse, they will want to use condoms. So I headed over to the Tom Kat theatre. I hadn’t been there since I lived across the street from it back in the early 90s. I had heard you could get really nasty there on a good night. But this wasn’t one of them. The guys were creepy and it wasn’t clear to me what the hell I was supposed to do. Fantasies aborted, I left and went back online in my car. That’s when I found another guy who had been hitting me up for awhile. I’d been sharing my fantasies with him for a few weeks so when I asked if he was looking for trouble, he said hell yeah. He had a guy over and was about to slam and had a rig already waiting for me. When I arrived, he was, again, older, masculine, low key. The guy he was with was a bit nervous and not really sure about our game plan. Of course, I lined up first to get slammed and didn’t think twice when he put the needle in my vein and registered. At some point, I must have said I could take as much as .4, which in retrospect was fucking crazy. Because when he pushed in the plunger and pulled off the tourney, I thought I was going to leap out of my skin. I had never been sent so far so high and within seconds was dripping with sweat. It was clear I was over baked, but even then, I calmly headed to the bathroom to shower and cool off. The other guy was more than a little annoyed that we were both so twisted and soon left. My host was a little unsure of what to do…and didn’t seem ready able to fuck in his state, if you get my drift. So what’d I do? You guessed it. I was back online and the whole world started hitting me up. Soon I had a gaggle of guys over including the guy who was the first to ever slam me and who I always think about playing with again and again. (Nothing like a masculine ex-porn star who enjoys getting me twisted and whoring me out.) Tragically I had gotten some wires crossed and a guy I didn’t remember inviting over showed up. We’d played before but he was definitely not on my wish list. I still don’t know how that happened except I think he has used a different screenname. Then he asked to be slammed and I should have warned him. The poor kid went bug eyed and just lay there, stiff as a board like a corpse. He refused to eat or drink or shower off but finally, after a few hours, he came down and decided to get out of there. It still took him hours to get a cab and leave. By then, there were at least 4 guys over there, although in fairness, it just wasn’t working. All of us were too high to fuck and/or too spent to do anything but stroke their pitiful cocks and stare at porn. The one guy I thought was hot as hell wasn't that interested in me. Hours later, I had come down and, after getting one last mercy fuck and a huge load in my ass (from the hottie), I showered off, drove him home and headed home myself. (I never have a problem driving while twisted...although it's still a bad idea...one of many that I indulge.) I spent the rest of the week trying to piece together all these parts of my run, touching base with my hosts to thank them and apologize for my obsessive behavior. I may be a whore but I’m a whore with good manners. I made sure the kid was okay. And waited for what I knew would be the worst Ikes ever. Tragically, it was worst than I imagined. I’d collected a stomach STD and, within days, was wiped out and dehydrated and had to check into the hospital for 36 hours. Nothing like a call from Public Health to really remind you of the consequences of your behavior. But that’s what happens when you have filthy pig sex. It wasn’t the first time and I doubt it will be the last. Oink Oink.

That would never work for me - I would immediately think of Veruca Salt throwing a tantrum, or Violet Beauregard swelling up like a blueberry, and the mood would be lost. I probably also would not be able to keep from giggling at the Top, and that never ends well. Whoever said that must have had a fetish for dwarfs. Orange ones. With green hair.

One of the best stories here. While I do hope there is continuation, it seems the last installment is a perfect ending for the story.

Zach walked me home later and kissed me and text me when he got home and in the morning when I went to school. April had text also, I told her I was sick and that is why I have been hard to get in tough with. We had study hall in fourth period and April pulled me aside and said she could finally tell me why I needed to stay away from the guys at the mall. I listened and she said first they party, lots of drugs and I know you do not do that. Secondly they just like to screw with girls and share them with other guys. They have messed up a lot of girls and even got two pregnant. The real reason you should know, I hard they are Poz and do not use protection so all of us girls stay away from them. I just knew it could not be true, they would have told and they would have used protection. The tats came back to me and the symbol, I looked it up it was poison in chemistry, Biohazard and there is was in a row, scorpions the plus sign and bio-hazard signs are all symbols Poz guys use to show off their status. Now I was sick to my stomach and I had no idea what to do, I did not answer Zach the rest of he day and for several days later. Brian and Steven were texting also, babe are you okay and shit like that. Then when I missed my period I thought I am really fucked now.

"I arrived and I text Zach, he ran out to great me. He is so cute, he held out his hand and grabbed mine. He lead me to the sofa and turned a movie on. We watched for about five minutes and then in walked Brian. He was home and I not even thought about the possibility of running into him. I sheepishly said "Hi." He winked at me and sat down and pulled a joint out and light it. He leaned over and I instinctively opened my mouth for him to gunshot me. He did it three more times and then handed the joint to Zach and he feed me three gunshots and they did this three times so I now has 18 gunshots and I was floating. Brian leaned in and kissed me and I turned to Zach to see if he was upset and he leaned in and kissed me. Then they came right in front of me and kissed each other. I was really confused. Brian grabbed the joint and started it all over again but this time only going in two rounds so now I had another 12 gunshots. I was tingling all over and I was feeling great again. Here I sat in the middle of two hot guys under blanket and I felt Zach's hands on my breast and then he unclasped my bras and slide it out of my shirt. Brian on the other side was sliding his fingers up my shorts and he started to finger my pussy. I moaned a little and he smiled. This went on for a few minutes and then my shorts were unsnapped and pulled off leaving me in my panties and a t-shirt. Brian slipped my panties off and started to finger me with two fingers and I was really getting wet and I came and leaned my head back and arched my back. When I stopped moaning and could relax Zach said lets get this shirt off, Brian pulled the blanket off and Zach lifted my t-shirt over my head. There I sat naked in front of the two guys I liked. Two out of the the three. Zach fondled my breast and Brian went down on me and eat me out for a long time and then I came again. I love cumming, it is so hot. Then he started fucking me and he felt a lot better this time after I had taken lots of dick the other night. Yes last night as I remember. Zach kissed me and played with my nipples and then leaned over and kissed Brian on the lips and they made out for a long time and then Brian came inside me. Zach broke the kiss and Brian fucked a little long and then pulled out and presented Zach his dick. Zach sucked him and cleaned up his cum and my pussy juice and then when Brian was satisfied he was clean and his dick was getting soft he got dressed and said he was late for work and then Zach eat my cummy pussy and cleaned up after Brian. It felt great but I was put off my the kissing guys and Zach sucking Brian's Dick. It was kinda gross but I did love him eating me out. Zach made me cum two more times as I had my elbows on the back of the sofa and my knees on the cushions. Then I felt his dick rubbing against my pussy and heard him whisper in my ear. I have a surprise for you. He got up and walked around the sofa and presented me his thick dick. I sucked his head and licked it but then thought if I am sucking his dick who is fucking me. This went on for ten minutes and he could see the puzzled look on my face so he held my head and kept me in place and then I heard the guy behind me shove in deep and cum. I did not recognize his voice or grunts and groans. Then he pulled out and Zach said stay just like this and slipped a blindfold on me and he went behind me I felt his hand on my ass and he must of cleaned up that dudes dick because I herd him say if Zach kept it up he was going to have to put another load in me. Zach said you are welcome to fuck my girl anytime. Now I was his Girl. How did that happen, I did not care I liked that. Few seconds later Zach was eating my cummy pussy and sucking on my lips and then came back to feeding me his dick and another guy rubbed his dick on my pussy and slowly slid in me. he was big bigger than Zach and he fucked bud did not say anything and he seemed be stretching me by moving his dick side to side as he slammed into it and this went on for 5 minutes and I could feel him making room and then he really started fucking and enentually he shoved in me and without a word shot in me. He kept it there and Zach went around and then he pulled out and Zach took his time and once the guy started to move away I heard him say get in there and eat that Nigger cum. He just let a black guy fuck me and he was eating what felt like a huge load out of my pussy. He let three more black guys fuck me before he was done and then after eating all that cum she shoved in me and fucked me till he shot. He took the blindfold off and had me turn around and eat me from the other direction and then pulled the cover up and we cuddled and watched the movie naked till I fell asleep in his arms.

I joined BreedingZone a year ago this month. A year ago I considered myself a committed sexual submissive, because that's what I've been trained for, but I didn't think of myself as a cumdump, nor did I think about barebacking as a choice - it was just something Men did or didn't do when they fucked me. Once I became HIV+, I didn't have any sex at all until I became undetectable, and then I let Men know I understood if they wanted to use a condom. At that point, I was glad they were still willing to fuck me at all. Finding this site showed me that I could still thrive sexually given my status and my age, even as a total bottom. The input from the members here gave me the inspiration to go out and actually live a life that so many Men post about in fantasy but never have the courage to act upon. Looking back over this year, I realize how much more conscious I've become of my sexuality and sexual habits, and how much more open I've become in talking about it. Yesterday my bisexual son was telling me about the possibility that another boy interested in him might come to his party, and I was attempting to advise him how to manage the situation. After a minute he looked at me and said, "Is my dad trying to be my wingman?" I was not. There are some things I do not. want. to. know. About my own sex life, on the other hand, I've begun keeping closer track than I ever have. There have been several topics on these boards concerning load tallies and load counts and who has taken the most loads in a year, or in their lifetime. I don't count loads because 1) Sometimes you can't tell whether you got it or not, 2) If the Top mostly cums on your ass crack and then sorta pushes some of it in, does it count? Yes? No? There are too many variables, and in any case I wholeheartedly agree with @PERVERSATILE when he points out that "The load is the prize". What I count, instead of loads, are fucks. I keep track of them on my cell phone, in a simple ongoing page in the Notes app. Since Tops sometimes seem to enjoy keeping score by making hash marks on my ass with a pen when they finish with me, I adopted that as my sort-of standard. (In the not-so-good image accompanying this post, you can just make out a faint set of hashes on my right ass cheek; even "permanent" ink markers are no match for a good steam room.) The score I've kept looks like this: March (F-S) ||||\ ||||\ ||||\ ||||\ |||| April (F-S) ||||\ ||||\ ||||\ ||||\ ||| May (Th-F) ||||\ || (S) ||||\ ||||\ ||| June (F) 0. (S) ||||\ ||~|\ ||| July (F) 0. (S) ||||\ ||||\ ||~|\ | August (F) ||{++} (S) |||{++} ~~~ Sept 13-14 (Th) |||| (F) ||||\ (S) || October (F) ||| ff (S) |{+}||\ |~||\ |||| f Oct 19-20 (F) ||||\ \ = a crosshash, or fifth mark that crosses four |{+..} = the Top returned to fuck me again for the number of times indicated by the plus marks ~ = I gave credit for the fuck even though the guy was a little too soft or a little to wasted to penetrate me very well. As long as he thought he was fucking me he got credit. It's the Top's pleasure that counts. 0 = zero fucks. What the fuck was up on Fridays in June and July? f = recently I've started keeping track of the number of times guys flake on me. Obviously, I didn't start keeping this record until March, when I started attending CumUnion in Indianapolis and hotel hosting regularly in Louisville, so it doesn't include fucks from October 2017 - February 2018, and obviously, I don't count the flakes. But the tally above right now stands at 142 fucks for the year - a dismal reckoning that reflects the fact that I'm stuck in the back of beyond in rural Kentucky and have to drive over an hour just to get to somewhere I can be a slut. If I lived in a metro area, that count would be much higher. That count, however, isn't the only count I keep in my Notes app. I have another one on another page, and it's been going on longer, since August 2014. It looks like this: 8/29/2014 CD4: 49 VL: 85,000 11/11/2014 CD4: 160 VL: 840 2/11/2015 CD4: 188 VL: 50 (Damn. So close.) 6/1/2015 CD4: 250 (Dr. not pleased) VL: 65 (me not pleased) Quitting Atripla, starting Triumeq 9/2015 CD4: 285 VL: Undetectable 3/2016 CD4: 315 (I had hoped for better, but Dr. is pleased, so I suppose I should be satisfied) VL: Undetectable 2/1/2017 CD4: 218 VL: 65 (Dr. says this is a normal blip, not a concern) Quitting Triumeq, starting Genvoya 3/28/2017 CD4: 293 VL: Undetectable 2/27/2018 CD4: 249 VL: Undetectable 8/26/2018 CD4: [not checked] VL: Undetectable 10/23/2018 CD4: 300 VL: Undetectable I have a new HIV doctor now I suppose you could say I'm keeping score against the Enemy Virus as well. I take a sort of pride in both of these lists, in ways that are different, but also in one way that's the same. I take pride in my fuck count not as an accumulation, but as proof of the number of Men to whom I have been able to give an ecstatic moment of pleasure. I know little or nothing about their lives - I may never even see some of them - but for the short time they are with me, they are safe, and warm, and made to feel incredibly good, and I have accomplished that, by my certain count, 142 times in a year. If I could have made it a thousand, I would have. I take pride in my CD4 and Viral Load count as wayposts along the road of my fight against AIDS, and my struggle back from the edge of death. The marks denote a long, narrow, rocky road, but I have kept on it without missing a step, and I'm proud of my determination. I take a pride in both of the lists because they're both, in their way, celebrations of life continuing in spite of age, in spite of disease, in spite of doubt, and in spite of fear. They are proof that I am very much alive.

My Sir spent several weeks shooting his cumloads into a icecube tray. Then put em in me for lube before fucking me and adding a fresh hot load to the icy ones that melted inside me. It was an amazing feeling.

To get in touch (literally too) with his boycunt, and how great it feels to get fucked and filled with men’s precious hot cumload! All our orifices are connected to our slutty brains!

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 4 Tim’s cock wasn’t even halfway in me and I was sure I was being torn up. My first cock was huge and I was trying so hard to relax. But as he slowly worked his hips and worked that massive rod into me, my hole finally seemed to open up. And it felt so good. Instant bottom. And he just kept slowly pumping that man cock into me. “Fuck your hole is so tight. Such a hot little hole,” he grunted. Inspired by the fact that I was pleasing him, for the first time I pushed back against him. I wanted more of him inside me. I wanted to make him feel good. I wanted to make him cum. “Yeah, you like it. You like that big cock inside you don’t you?” He asked. “So good, feels so good,” was all I could get out, as he picked up speed. He wasn’t pounding me, but he was getting more aggressive and taking longer strokes. I had never even imagined it could feel so good. And knowing my hole was making his cock feel good got me so hot I knew i couldn’t even touch my cock. It was like steel and precum was pouring out. I would cum the second I started stroking. And now I was getting pounded. Each slam home knocking my breath out. “Oh god oh god oh god,” who knows how many times I said that. “So close. Fucking tight little boy ass,” he grunted through clenched teeth. “Wanna.... wanna make you cum. Cum in me. Cum in me, “ I begged. He was frantic now, his thrusts getting erratic. It seemed like he was close. “Can’t cum in you. Gotta... gotta pull out. Fuck gonna cum. Oh fuck gonna cum.” I don’t even know where it came from or why it seemed so important to me, an 18 year old virgin, but I wanted to make him cum with my ass. I didn’t want him to finish jerking off. “No! I practically shouted reaching out my hands and pulling him into me, just as he was trying to pull out. Gripping him, I felt him buck and spasm as his giant cock erupted inside of me. I ground into him as I felt his cock pulse and instinctively knew what thAt meant, each spasm meant a shot of cum spraying into me. And it spasmed a lot. I loosened my grip as he finished and I felt his orgasm subside. He slowly slid out of me and looked down. “I’m Sorry. I shouldn’t have let you, I shouldn’t have finished inside you,“ he said quietly. I looked up at him, naive as I was. “Why? It felt so good. I swear, it felt SO GOOD. And I wanted to make you cum with... with my butt. And I FELT it! Your cum. I could feel it like in me,” I said like a kid that just discovered candy. He just looked at me in the same way and said, “Chris, it’s not... it isn’t safe for... I have HIV.”

Chapter 3 Carl passed me a shot, I quickly swallowed it and shivered as the straight scotch burned its way down my throat. "I think before you suck me you need to get your ass up on the bed and let carl taste your hole while is see if my mates are free at the moment. Unlock your computer then jump up and get your ass in the air, sound ok?" said patrick. I guess it was a question but he said it in a way that there wasn't really much option to disagree. In the back ground Carl had shucked his shirt and jeans. He was commando. He giant ebony cock was already hard and it glinted with a ladder of 5 sets of piercings running up across the top of his cock. I'd seen them under the knob but these were priced across the loose skin on the top. Clearly his ample foreskin had given them room to implant them where others would have struggled. " You heard him baby, get up there and let me taste that white neg ass", Carl was a yank. And his thick southern accent only made me weaker. I unlocked my computer, dropped my boxers and climbed up onto the bed on all fours. Spreading my legs and feeling the cool hair brush past my hole. Carl wasted little time coming up behind me to gently tease my ring with his fingers. Gliding them gently over the hairless puckered surface. Spreading my sheeck he leaned forward and painted his mouth bang on my puckers and started to noisily lick and slurp my hole. In my already drunken state it started to send me crazy. My hard cock hanging down between my legs was dripping, i stroked it a few times but my god his tongue was doing amazing things that just got me too close to blowing. In the background i could hear Patrick clicking away typing, i looked over my shoulder to see him messaging someone on BBRT. "How long since you been fucked baby?" asked carl as he gently teased just my ass lips with the tips of his fingers. " About 8 weeks, he was a semi regular, pretty small only about 5 inches" "And how long since you've had a cock like mine or Patti's?" "I don't think I've ever had once your size", I tried to remember as Carl resumed his masterful work on my hole. "My ex was the biggest i've had he was about 7 inches but no where near as thick as you, He tore me though just not preparing me" I had started to slur and probably should have stopped talking. "It turned me on him summing in me, he liked to say he busted my cherry, he always used condoms though. I want on prep, but i stopped. I guess i should have kept going, i mean maybe we shouldn't.." "Shhh.." Patrick had appeared at my side and slid his jockstrap down . It was bigger than the pictures. The uncut knob was pierced and drooling precum, his heavy hairy balls hung down low, spread down by a cock ring. He grabbed my head and pressed my face to them, I could smell his slight musk and manliness. I had always though bulls balls and beer can cocks were for the movies. But here I had a 9 inch beer can on a poz muscle god and a 10 inch pierced black rod on this rough black man with an amazing tongue. "How long since your last prep tablet?" Pat asked. "2 weeks", I mumbled as i tongued his balls. "I can take one now, that way you can fuck me bare, i know its not perfect but.." "Shh, enough talking" he pushed my face back to his balls. "Keep licking. Lets just see where things go. Lets have another shot, maybe you can just suck us off that would be safe, wouldn't it?" I looked up past the massive pierced leaking cock over his hairy bulging pecs. God he was sexy. My hole twitched thinking about that cock as Carl continued to eat me out. I couldn't believe how strong his tongue was. All standing up we moved over for shots. One for each of the, and an extra for me. I had started to feel queasy with this one and explained i needed to lay down. As i collapsed backwards on to the bed carl lifted my legs and got back to work. "Keep him occupied, I'm going to duck down and grab Gary and Mark." Carl gave a thumbs up as he continued his work on my hole, occaisiaonlly biting my ring now interspersed with his tongue. My head lolled side to side and the room was starting to spin. I think I'd had too much but i was determined to keep it down. That was good scotch.

Fucking Brilliant! The best story I’ve read in a very long time. Thanks man!

I just arrived from Berlin and my impression is: Lab is wonderful impossible to go and not like, a lot of sex and little condom. Fickstutenmarkt is a fetish but I think it has more marketing than action, the majority is bottom, 90% fucks with a condom, and bareback fighters are getting back on their feet and almost never load. Bull is cool for you to go at the very end of the night, I met the CDL who has parties naked and I had a lot of sex. Scheune was a surprise to me on Sunday afternoon has a party naked and I fucked a lot, more than 15 guys fucked my ass and about 5 or more load me. Tom's is cool but nothing wonderful. Mutschmann's is very good and I had a really good time

I love dirty talk from a top but by far the hottest thing I ever heard was "Oh shit man, I'm gonna cum in your ass. I've never done it in a guy before." Blew my load on the floor handsfree while I was taking his load just thinking about how hot it was that my ass got him off and helped him discover the joy of cumming inside another man bareback.

I had a neighborhood regular who liked to message me with public/semi-public places to go to, strip and wait for him to come breed me. It was usually quite hot and I took plenty of seed on the streets of NY as taxis slowly drove by. But this night he wanted me to go to his building and wait in the building gym. Asked me to wear my butt plug so I was good and ready for his big fat cock to just slam on in to me. I made my way over and, for the first time ever, was stopped by his doorman. My bud lived there with his BF so I couldn't say his name and as I was trying to convince the doorman to just let me up to the gym, my butt plug audibly popped out of my well-lubed ass. I froze and reached back to try to stop it but, after a moment bulging in the seat of my shorts, it fell out of the back of the mesh basketball shorts I was wearing (with just a jock.) and hit the floor with a wet thud. I was as red as a tomato as i fumbled to pick up the slippery, lube-covered butt plug which was suddenly like a greased pig at the county fair. The doorman tried to be discreet but his ear to ear smile made it clear he enjoyed watching me fumbling around, chasing the plug across the floor. It felt great walking through Chelsea with the plug in my Cumhole but I now leave it home.

a bottoms cock has no right being there. a true bottom is just holes]

As soon as he pulls out and walks away, I turn to my right, and I’m glad to see that the black guy with the tree limb thick cock is still there, and his cock is still in my hand. I guessed that his cock was about 7” long and about 8” around. I’m talking THICK ! Before anybody else could move in, he stepped around to the end of the sling where he struggled to pull on a condom. Quite a few more guys enter the room. They obviously want to see if my ass can handle a cock that size. The guy reaches into his pocket and pulls out a bottle of poppers, saying, “You’re probably gonna need these.” I didn’t argue. I started huffing the poppers, feeling the enormous pressure of his cock pushing hard against my hole. Before he’s inside, the condom breaks, and he tears open another one, to try again. That one broke, too. “That’s okay,” I said. “No problem.” As he tosses the second broken condom aside, I quickly retrieve a bottle of “Gun Oil” from my vest pocket, and hand it to him. He gives his immense cock head and shaft a good coating of the oil, then hands the bottle back to me. Someone hands him a paper towel to wipe off his hands. I resume huffing the poppers, and he steps forward, his cock pointing right at my hole. He grasps the chains that are attached to the sling, and steadily pushes forward, taking another step, then another, until, “WHAM !” Now, his super thick cock is completely inside. It doesn’t hurt, but the stretch and the pressure are incredible. He watches me, and waits. I give him a nod, and he gradually pulls his cock back about half way, then gradually fucks it back into me until his thighs are firmly against my ass. All the while, I huff the poppers as he carefully moves his cock in and out of me. I’m surprised how well I’m doing, taking a cock that big, and I’m definitely into it. For just a few seconds, I glance around at the group of guys (15 or more?) that has crowded into the room, most of them jacking their cocks and jostling for a better view of the action. Then, I look at his eyes, and I nod my head. I continue to take regular hits of the poppers, and he picks up the pace, fucking his massive thick cock in and out of me, faster and harder, faster and harder. I take a break from the continuous hits of poppers, feeling as if I might pass out. My hole just keeps begging for more. Without warning, his breathing quickens, and, with his cock jammed as far inside of me as it will go, he starts pumping his load into me. I can actually feel the jets of cum blasting out of his cock, and splattering my insides. When his balls are completely drained, we both look at each other, and grin, both feeling a thrill of achievement at what we just accomplished. After accepting load number 3, I suddenly feel like I need to take a piss, so I head for the restroom where I latch the stall door and pull out my empty water bottle from my vest pocket. I unscrew the cap, and drop in a couple good size shards. Then I aim the head of my dick at the opening of the bottle, and let it go, almost completely filling the bottle. I know that the shards of Tina will quickly dissolve in my hot chem piss. I screw the cap back on, and I take another tour of the club. I can’t help but notice that there’s a much bigger crowd of guys here, now. As I’m walking around the club, checking out all the other guys, I occasionally open my water bottle and take a few swigs of my highly charged chem piss. It isn’t very long before I can feel it taking effect, getting me more and more spun.

Following on from dtguy_367 This is probably a more after fucking story, but you know when you read in porn how hot it is when the gang banged bottom feels the loads running down his legs? Well I can tell you it's not hot at all when that happens on a crowded night bus in London and (what they never mention) it's accompanied with huge wet farting and frankly a really strong & obvious cum smell! This happened to me after a night in a bareback fuck party/club, I'd stuck my cock in god knows how many blokes & been stuck in my turn. I think I had 4 or 5 loads in me. I had a gut full of air like someone had used a pump & spunk mix & sooner or later something has to give. Especially when you're arse muscles have taken a hammering & aren't up to the job. I can still feel how hot with embarrassment I suddenly felt I just didn't know where to look, I've never been so mortified. Maybe even worse as everyone around was being very polite & desperately trying to behave as if nothing was happening while trying to discretely step away.. Now of course I realise I should just have laughed out loud & just fronted it out but instead I got off as soon as I could, feeling every pair of eyes on me & scuttled into a little public garden to clean up under the trees. It ended up alright as there were a lot of cruisers there & this got their attention, I ended up sucking off a couple more & taking another load to make up for what I lost. I walked the rest of the way home though :-)

Guy saw my escort ad on a bareback site, after somebody who had hired me before suggested me from Atlanta, and contacted me about coming down to New Orleans for Mardi Gras for a gangbang he was having last year. He had them regularly, but this one would be specially for the downlow crowd that always comes for this event. We had chatted online a couple of times before about his parties and it just had not worked out to have me down for one of them in the past for his guys. I knew from talking to him regularly that he hosted parties during major events and had local and visiting guys of all times, and if I worked out, I could count on Memorial Day, 4th of July, etc... to make some money... Charged guys by the head and they could come and go as they wanted to use the sling bottoms all weekend in both ends as they would get a wristband like at a normal party to wear, but they were all gonna be just tops that loved to fuck. I would be paid a percentage of the guys that came thru the door. He stated that I would arrive on Thursday morning on the overnight bus from a ticket he would get, be used Friday night thru Sunday night then sleep during the day on Monday and head back to Atlanta Tuesday morning on the last bus out on Monday night so I could sleep all the way home. He just qualified it by asking if I could handle the 40-50 guys that would be there over the weekend with another bottom escort as we would be available the whole time and once we started there would be no turning back as these guys had paid for the weekend and if we gave him trouble we would be tied into the sling. I told him I was up for it if he could keep me going all weekend. He said that he preferred to have his boys slamming all weekend but that was up to me, if I thought I could take it without drugs then, that was ok too. He asked if I had used T and G favors and kept asking me if I was ok with slamming as that would help with my ass being hungry for cock all weekend and to keep me from being hungry for anything other than cock. I said I had smoked T before, but never slammed, and said sure as long as he had someone to make the rigs and give me the points, as I really hated needles and stuff like that and that to start slow to see how I would react, then I would be riding a constant high and no ups and downs. He said that he used the same guy for all the parties, a local nurse near New Orleans, and that he would know how much to give me and when and how often. That I would be up in a sling most of the time wearing just a jockstrap along with the other escort bottom in another sling and that I would not need a change of clothes or a bag or anything as they would bag up my clothes and put my share of the tally in with them and give them to me on Sunday night with my clothes. I would be the hairy chested older bottom and the younger guy would be a skinny twink that had done the Labor Day party already and we would be given poppers and rigs as much as we wanted. Sounded like a great deal to me with all the pay and since there would be someone to help with the load of guys and I sure could use the money to pay some bills, so off I went on Wednesday night at midnight down to New Orleans from Atlanta by bus wearing just a black tanktop, tight bluejeans, a blue hoodie, a pair of sneakers, a jockstrap, and socks and a throwaway blanket and arrived there at 8am. It was a great bus trip with only a few stops to Birmingham, Montgomery and Mobile thru Alabama and I was able to sleep all night on the bus and did not have to worry about someone going thru my stuff as I did not have a bag or anything and sleeping took my mind off thinking about what I was getting myself into. I was turned on but scared at the same time and was gonna get there early enough that I could sightsee some in the French Quarter as this was my first time in New Orleans and wonder which of the hot guys I saw walking around would be fucking me on Friday or Saturday nights. Since New Orleans is pretty much one big gay party that weekend, the bars were open almost 24 hours a day, so I stopped in a few gay bars to check them out and the guys and look for some liquid courage for what was the event that was gonna happen next while getting a feel of what the guys were interested in by showing off my bubble butt ass and hairy chest in the process although I knew most of the guys at the party were gonna be straight on the down low and these guys probably would not be there. The guy that hired me had told me to meet him at his place and he would take me from there to the party location early so I could get used to things. He lived right inside the Garden district so it was a good walk and exercise for me and a chance to look around the town with my alcohol buzz going. I got lots of smiles and people checking me out which made me horny and I forgot somewhat about what was to come. I got there mid afternoon after exploring the town, rang the bell and waited for him to answer the door. The daylight peered thru the door and I could tell that he was a little overweight but seemed like a great guy with a great smile and looked me up and down, shook my hand, and invited me in, offered me a drink and asked about my trip down to start the talking. He re-explained the event and what was gonna take place to make sure I was good to go and then said he wanted to see how I was first before I went to the party so not to embarass him if I could not perform. He said that he had a guy that comes to all the parties there first and was gonna try me out this afternoon before the party tomorrow. If I worked out, I would be taken to the party site the next day and if not then I would be taken back to the bus station and sent home with a bus ticket on the next bus. Seemed fair to me so I said sure. I really did not have a choice as I had no money or way to get home til Monday night with the return bus ticket. I was surprised to see the guy walk in from the other room as he was there already, he was kinda average looking, older white guy that was balding, unshaven, average looks and build, a guy I would pass on the street and not notice really otherwise thinking he sold insurance or something like that, he came in dressed in a t-shirt and jeans and said he was ready for some action. He sat in the chair by the sofa in the room, lit up a meth pipe and started blowing clouds handing it to the host and then to me. Restocking the bowl when it was empty a couple of times telling me to hold the smoke in as long as I could and shotgunning both of us. This really relaxed me and then i noticed him patting his cock thru his pants. He then told me get on my knees on the rubber floor mat and to pull out and start sucking his cock, so I got down on all fours between his legs and unzipped his pants and belt and pulled out his cock, it was kinda big I thought for this type of guy, but I was good and ready having had a few drinks in town and the pipe and wanted to do a good job, so I started sucking the head tasting the precum that was there and then the veiny shaft and then started sucking the whole thing making sure I did not get any teeth on it and lots of licking too as he blew clouds down at me. He started shotgunning with the host more and then with me in between sucking. The cock grew inside my mouth until I was not able to suck well with its girth, but just kept my mouth open while he fucked my throat as the host was holding my head down on the guy's cock and I was unable to move, poppers were put under my nose by the host that was watching me in action and that allowed me to deep throat the guy's cock giving him enough friction to really fuck my throat deep and hard until he started skullfucking me. The host was getting into it as well and started playing with my ass, reaching around and undoing my pants, taking off my socks and shoes and the pants but leaving on my jockstrap. He pushed a finger in my ass and it hurt as I guess I was pretty tight being nervous and all. He then put in another finger and started fucking me with his finger. My ass started to burn and then I realized that he had given me a bootybump. The host pulled out his cock and I went from cock to cock sucking each one over and over until first one then both released hot loads of piss down my throat and in my mouth which I swallowed gulping as they tugged and twisted my big nips driving me horny crazy not missing a drop from either cock taking the chempiss. The host made some comment about that is the last time for me being so hard and then the older guy shoved poppers under my nose and his cock up my ass and started riding until he dropped his load inside while the host fucked my face and wads of hot cum came down my throat. The guys were happy with my performance and said I passed by not gagging or saying his cock was too big down my throat or up my ass and just taking it and that I did not even flinch when he started pissing up my ass afterward he came, so I was then told to go upstairs, get really clean in the shower with the soap and to take enemas til I was clean and then take a nap in the guest room until it was time to go...(more later)...

Pimped Out As A Whore for Poz Part 16 (Teachers’ Pet) The email read: Crossroad’s Motel. Tomorrow night 7pm. I’ll be home late. The Crossroad’s Motel was a sketchy hotel on the edge of town that charged in 3 hour time slots. I did my best to rest my aching ass for the next 36 hours, and then around 5pm the next day, I cleaned out my money-maker, threw on a jock, and headed for the hotel. I gave the clerk my name and she tossed me a key, clicking her tongue and shaking her head. It was 6:45 when I walked into the hotel room, I almost fell over from the shock. Standing and sitting around in various stages of nudity were 7 of my teachers from the past 12 years of my life. Before I had time to process this, I was being grabbed and the door was shut and locked behind me. I felt powerful hands rip my shirt down my back as another pair of hands roughly unbuttoned my fly and tore my fly to shreds. A mouth clamped over my mouth. It was Mr. Thomas, my third grade teacher. His tongue swirled in my mouth as I looked into his eyes and he placed my hand on one of his flabby tits, prompting me to play with his hairy nipple. He took me roughly by my face and turned my head to the left where a wad of spit splattered across my cheek. It dripped into my mouth as I recognized Mr. Jacobs, my middle school P.E. teacher wiping his mouth from the saliva he had just showered me with. In contrast to Mr. Thomas’ pot belly, saggy chest, and jowly face, Mr. Jacobs was still broad with muscle and chiseled abs heaving in and out as his handsome face sneered at me saying, “You were such a fucking tease in 8th grade, you little cunt. I’m so pissed that I wasn’t the first one in those holes when I know you wanted them back then.” I looked down to Mr. Jacobs’ 7.5 inch cock standing at attention, thick with veins. He jerked his meat a bit and slapped me in the face as I felt a tongue lunge into my ass. I instinctively bent over and was force fed a nice fat 7-incher that belonged to Mr. Holden, my high school Spanish teacher. He was tall and lean, in his 30s, and his precum poured into my mouth. One of my hands was placed on Mr. Thomas’ cock, which was enormous…much bigger than I had ever though this toad-ish man would be packing. It was fat and uncut, measuring in at probably 10 inches. Mr. Jacobs took the place of the tongue, spitting on my hole and his dick, and slid himself into my fuckhole. I squealed on the thick cock in my mouth as Mr. Jacobs started sawing into me. I could feel his juices dripping down my nut sack and onto my jeans, which were just barely half way down my thighs. The teacher that had been eating my ass came into view. It was Mr. Sawyer, my elementary school principal, stroking a nice 8 inch piece that he proceeded to push into my mouth next to Mr. Holden’s dick. I gagged and slurped on both cocks as I squeezed Mr. Jacobs’ cock with my pussy. “Suck those cocks, you piece of shit,” Mr. Holden snarled. “Fuck yeah, take all that dick,” Mr. Jacobs said and spit on my back. This provoked two or three of the other teachers to spit on my back and in my hair. Mr. Jacobs reached up and rubbed it into my skin and scalp. Abrubtly, Mr. Jacobs pulled out of me, and I was flipped onto my back on the bed. With my ripped jeans still tangled around my legs, Mr. Lyell – my pre-Calculus teacher – held my ankles while Mr. Thomas (3rd grade teacher) pushed his supersized cock into me, his stomach flopping over my tiny dick. Meanwhile, Mr. Jacobs (middle school P.E. teacher) stuffed his dirty cock into my mouth saying, “Suck your ass off my dick, boy. It’s your juice, get it off my dick.” My eyes darted to the right to see Mr. Garth – my kindergarten teacher – and Mr. Middleman – my Sunday school teacher – watching me get reamed and jerking some pretty big cocks of their own. Mr. Garth was ancient with a distended belly, sunken cheeks, and a 8.5 inch uncut cock, leaking a string of precum through the foreskin. Mr. Middleman was a fit guy in his 50s, still wearing a wife beater T-shirt over his muscular chest and flat stomach, stroking a 7-inch beer can cock with some of the biggest low hangers I had ever seen. The huge dick inside of me trenched out my guts again and again making my boy cunt spasm and convulse in an orgasm. I felt my jeans pulled the rest of the way off of my legs by somebody leaving me only in my jock and one sock. “I heard you came just like a bitch,” Mr. Thomas (3rd grade teacher) laughed at me. “Yes sir,” I garbled through Mr. Jacobs’ cock. “My turn,” Mr. Thomas said and I felt a wave of semen flood my insides. I moaned and came again, letting Mr. Jacobs’ cock flop out of my mouth as I wrapped my legs around Mr. Thomas trying to milk every drop of sperm from his expanding meat. His fat belly rolled and slapped over my tight body as he collapsed on top of me, spent. With a firm slap to my face, Mr. Thomas pulled out of me with a sticky plop. My gaping hole was filled by Mr. Garth immediately. He must have been 70, easily and as I felt his 8.5 inches hit my colon, he clamped his mouth over mine. “Who woulda’ thought when I was teaching you ABC’s that I’d be fucking your pretty pink hole raw one day?” he murmured in my ear. He began a series of strokes into my cunt where he pull all the way up and crawl quickly up to my face to shove it in my mouth and then go back to a full stroke into my hole. My insides were in constant shock with each sudden stab, and my mouth was flooded with varying strong tastes of ass juice and cum depending on how much got trapped under his foreskin with each thrust. Suddenly, on one of his thrusts, he stayed inside of me. He groaned and his hand grabbed my hair violently, pulling my head back. His mouth just over mine, he said, “Fuck, your little boy insides are making my old cock cum hard. Take my dirty seed, cunt boy. You deserve my old man spunk.” And with that he clamped his mouth over mine, kissing me deep. I felt his dentures move against my tongue and my ass came as he poured his poz spunk into my boyhole. “Let’s really stretch the slut,” Mr. Jacobs (middle school P.E. teacher) bellowed and he pulled me off of the enormous cock, flipped me over, and before I knew I was riding his 7.5 inches, the drastic curve up stabbing me right in my prostate. Without missing a beat, Mr. Sawyer (elementary principal) saddled up behind me and pushed his 8 inches in next to Mr. Jacobs. I howled and thrashed, only to be muted by Mr. Middleman (Sunday school teacher) taking me by the jaw and placing his beer can in my throat. As I was DP’d, Mr. Middleman brutally face fucked me, his huge balls slapping my chin noisily. They were so big that they would swing up and slap my cheeks sometimes. I drooled, coughed, and choked on his delicious cock, feeling his amazing balls gradually tighten. He just kept a hold of my hair, calmly talking to me, “That’s it, you fuck hole, take all that cock. You have to make up for the fact that you have a tiny dick instead of a pussy. You should have a pussy, that was just a mistake. You don’t need a dick, you need more holes. Open that throat, take my monster, make me cum. Come on, fuck toy, be a good cum bucket, be a good receptacle for semen, you little piece of bitch. Cunt out on those cocks.” I moaned and whimpered, my ass pulsing and cumming every few minutes. Mr. Middleman tapped Mr. Sawyer on the shoulder. Mr. Sawyer immediately understood and pulled out of me. Mr. Middleman jumped into his place and the beer can ripped my asshole as it pushed in next to Mr. Jacobs. I screamed out as Mr. Middleman pummeled my overstretched boy pussy like an animal with a need to breed. He reached around and pinched my nipples hard grunting, “You’re a fucking cunt, you’re such a fucking cunt, are you a fucking cunt?” “Yes,” I breathed out, in tears. “Are you a fucking cunt?!?!?” “Yes!” I cried. “ARE YOU A FUCKING CUNT???” “Yes, God, yes!!!” I pleaded. “ARE YOU?????” “I’M A FUCKING CUNT! I’M YOUR FUCKING CUNT!” I screamed almost ready to pass out from the violent fucking I was getting, my hole torn and stretched without regard. Mr. Middleman shook and grunted, pulling my head back by my hair and going back and forth between slapping my ass and slapping the side of my head as he shot forcefully into my guts. I yelped and cried as he used my hole as nothing more than a place to put his spunk. As his orgasm subsided, he continued to fuck into me until he went soft and my ass squeezed him out. He stood up and put his sloppy, but still fucking big, dick into my mouth which I greedily sapped for its ass and dick juice. I could feel Mr. Middleman’s jizz leaking out over Mr. Jacobs rock-hard cock as it continued to fuck into me with its steady rhythm. Mr. Jacobs powerful hands took me by the legs and spun me around face away from him. His curved dick hitting me in a new spot, me whimpering at the new angle. My legs were hoisted up and Mr. Lyell (pre-calculus) slid his long 9 inches into me, reaching past Mr. Jacobs and making me ass-cum immediately. I bucked and thrashed but Mr. Jacobs held me steady. As the two men fucked into my backside, Mr. Sawyer, put his cock into my mouth still slick with my cunt juice. I sucked Mr. Sawyer’s dick like a pacifier and tried to enjoy the fucking I was getting. I felt like my cunt was going to fall off, but I grunted and tried to be a good whore. Mr. Jacobs started egging Mr. Lyell on, “Yeah, feel those pink walls? I told you there’s nothing like a raw boy pussy. Come on, Mike, let’s cum together. Just think about this little bitch half your age taking your nut. Yeah, there’s nothing he wants more than your nut right now. Just think about the fact that you’re in him and own him right now, nothing between you, skin-to-skin. Your thick load is going to be with him forever, come on, cum with me.” “I’m close. I’m gonna’ blow, man!” Mr. Lyell spat into my face even though he was addressing Mr. Jacobs. “Let’s do it. Let’s knock this faggot up!” Mr. Jacobs yelled. I felt Mr. Jacobs swell first and I breathed in with a gasp, but immediately after, Mr. Lyell’s cock got much much thicker and I thought my stomach was going to burst. Both of them let loose, spurts of cum volleying in different rhythms from each cock, hitting my sensitive innards. I was wracked with pain and pleasure as these already-large cocks got even bigger, trying to impregnate me in what I knew was a futile effort but what felt like they had definitely found my womb and it was being fertilized. Both men’s muscled relaxed and their breathing got more steady and their cocks jerked and pulsed with tiny waves of left over need. Mr. Jacobs tapped my ass twice and I pulled myself off of his semi-erect cock. My hips were immediately grabbed and I was brought up onto all fours, Mr. Holden (Spanish teacher) pushing his fat 7-incher into my sloppy butt hole. Right away, he began taunting, “You a bitch? You a bitch?” “Yes,” I moaned. “Act like a bitch then. Bark for me. Bark like a bitch, bitch,” he jeered. I did as I was told and started to bark and yelp like a dog. All the teachers started to laugh at me so I stopped. “Don’t you stop, bitch,” Mr. Holden said, “You a bitch, you act like one. Bitches don’t care if they get laughed at, come on.” So I started barking again and fucking back onto his cock while the other teachers laughed at me and spit on me. Soon, Mr. Holden’s fucking got harder and harder. He grabbed my hips and plunged in as far as he could go. I winced but he yelled, “Bark, bitch, bark for me!” And I began barking like an over-excited Chihuahua as he emptied his balls deep in my bowels. He stayed there, his dick just shooting into the deepest parts of my ass, his hips married to my ass cheeks until he was totally done. Then he mutter, “You filthy cunt, barking like a dog. So fucking pathetic,” and pushed my ass off of his dick. I turned around to clean his cock off, but he held it out of my reach. “You want this, bitch?” he asked. “Yes, sir. I want to taste it,” I begged. “Then be a bitch and piss yourself right now.” “But sir…” I started. “Fuck you, bitch boy. You wanna’ eat your cunt and my cum off this cock, you piss yourself right now like a bitch,” Mr. Holden demanded. I looked into his eyes and knew I didn’t have long to decide so I laid back and focused on peeing. I felt the urine travel down my dick and I soaked my jock strap with it. It trickled down my balls and into my ass crack. The teachers all laughed and teased me, but Mr. Holden shoved his dirty dick into my mouth and I got what I wanted – to taste my ass and all those different loads on his dick. “Now make yourself cum,” he ordered. I moaned in question and looked up at him. “Take your tiny dick out of your jock and jerk it off with my dick in your mouth. You only have like 30 seconds or I take my dick back,” Mr. Holden instructed. I immediately took out my 4-incher and jerked it madly as I sucked the sludge off of Mr. Holden’s cock. The teachers were all laughing and commenting on how small I was, how much like a clit it was, how it was the same size in kindergarten or 3rd grade. I shot off my small load within a minute, which Mr. Sawyer scooped up, rubbed over his dick, and slid into my hole with me on my side still sucking Mr. Holden’s cock. Mr. Sawyer’s big 8 inches felt amazing right now and I cooed and mewed around Mr. Holden’s dick as Mr. Sawyer gave me a nice hard fucking. He played with my nips and fish-hooked my cheek as he enjoyed my cummy hole. Within 5 minutes, he was filling me with my 7th load of the night. I collapsed on the bed exhausted, but was soon scooped up by Mr. Jacobs, carried to the bathroom, and dropped in the tub. I started to get to my knees, but Mr. Holden said, “Just lie there, bitch, like the cunt slut you are.” So I laid in the tub. Mr. Jacobs added, “And keep your mouth open.” I opened my mouth just in time to feel the first stream of piss hit my face. I don’t know whose it was but pretty soon there were multiple streams of urine covering my body, flooding my mouth and nose, and drenching my hair. All 7 men emptied their bladders, pissing up and down my smooth hairless body and into my face and mouth. I sputtered a bit, but just enjoyed the warm nasty bath and drink I was receiving, reveling in what a whore I was. These men had enjoyed my body, degraded me, and gave me their seed. They planted their babies inside of me and now they were dismissing me by peeing on me. One by one, they finished and walked out of the bathroom or stayed to watch the others finish. Finally, the bathroom was empty and I had a small puddle of piss around my urine-soaked body. I heard the door open and close, open and close, open and close...until I knew that they had all left. Left with me drenched in their semen and piss. Fuck, why did I love this so much. Pimped Out As A Whore for Poz Part 17 (All’s Well That Ends Well) About a week after the Teachers’ Gangbang, I got really sick. So sick. I knew what it was, I had been waiting long enough for it. On the 2nd day of feeling like shit, my father said, “Finally!” He abruptly said he was heading away for the weekend. I thought I was going to die, I was so sick and there was no one to take care of me. I didn’t know what to do so I texted The Beast: Hi Joe, it’s fuckhole. Please don’t get mad that I’m texting you, but I don’t know who else to turn to. I came down with the fuck flu and my dad left town for the weekend. I can’t even stand up to get any food or medicine. Even if you just got me something to help me sleep and some food that you left in my room, I would really appreciate. I’m so sorry to ask, but I didn’t know anyone else that would understand. In less than a minute, he texted back: Be there in 30 minutes, boy. I kind of floated in and out of sleep until I felt a strong hand on my forehead. My eyes half opened and I saw The Beast standing above me turning on a digital thermometer. He smiled, “If you didn’t look so pathetic, I’d put this someplace else.” I kind of grinned, but was too exhausted to laugh. He put the thermometer in my mouth. I floated out again, but was woken up by the beep of the thermometer. Joe looked at it and said, “Not too bad.” He gave me some medicine to alleviate some of the symptoms and made me some soup, which he fed me because I was too shaky not to spill it. After I finished the soup, I said weakly, “Thanks for coming over. I know you didn’t have to. I’m sure you have other things you could be doing on a Friday night. It’s early yet, you can still go have some fun.” The Beast gave a little laugh and said, “I’m not going anywhere, douche bag. This part sucks.” I looked up at this stunning man and said, “Thank…” but I fell asleep before I finished my appreciation. I woke up again to The Beast spooning me from behind. He was naked and erect. I started to stir a little but he simply said, “Shhhhhhh.” He pulled my underwear aside and nudged his lubed cock against my hole. “Just relax and enjoy it,” he said. I was so weak that my asshole gave no resistance as he pushed his thick tool into me. It stretched and hurt, but The Beast was gentle and only fucked to my second ring, but not past. With steady, slow strokes he massaged my insides with his hard cock. “Mmmmmm,” I moaned, in a daze. With little more than a grunt and some easy moaning, Joe unloaded inside of me, fucked it a bit deeper into my cunt, and then said, “I’m gonna’ make you some more soup,” before pulling out of me and leaving the room. Joe took care of me all weekend, making me food, giving me medicine, and changing my sheets when I sweated them through. He would fuck me from time-to-time when he needed to cum, but always more gently than he ever fucked me before or would ever fuck me again. When I woke up Monday morning, he was gone. He had left a note though that said: No thanks necessary. You’ll be fine. No further contact is needed. Joe. I cried for about an hour. I was so thankful for what he had done for me, but the fact that he never wanted to hear from me again, tore me apart. My father got back later that day and started pimping me out to clients immediately. He showed me more and more disdain as time went on. About a month later, I officially tested positive, but my father made no move to start me on meds. Every time I asked, he would tell me to “shut the fuck up” and “you make more money this way.” He insisted that when it was really necessary, we would put me on meds, but until then my toxic cunt was worth more to him. One day, I checked my email account and it said: Kinky dentist wants to fuck in his office. 7pm today. 456 West Elm Street. Suite 506. I went there just like I would any other client. It was after hours and Dr. Hilton answered the door. He was a man in his 60s with a pointy chin and nose, bushy eyebrows, and a somewhat pinched face. He was taller than me and thicket than me, but not fat. Without saying a word, he brought me into his office. He turned me so I was facing away from him and undid my pants, dropping my pants and underwear to my knees. He bent me over and undid his fly. I felt his thick head at my hole. Gob after gob of spit fell from his mouth onto his cock and my ass. He rubbed it over his head and pushed into me. I grunted and tried to open my hole for him. He eased into me until he was totally inside. He was big, not the biggest, but big. His cock thickened at the base so every stroke stretched me at the end. Dr. Hilton fucked me harder and harder, me hanging on to the chair and trying to meet his thrusts. Finally, he grabbed one of my hips and one of my shoulders, and slammed into me 6 times, releasing a shot of cum with each final stab. He quickly pulled his cock from my ass, put it back in his pants and zipped up. I thought I was done, but he pulled my pants up and threw me in the chair. He tilted the chair back. I thought he was going to face fuck me from behind the chair which I thought would have been hot, but instead I felt restraints slap over my wrists. Well, my dad DID say that he was kinky. It took no more time than that thought for Dr. Hilton to slap a restraint around my ankles too. I looked at him with big saucer eyes, and he spoke for the first time, “Your father wants your teeth removed.” “What???” I squeaked. “He can get more money if your teeth are removable. So I’m doing him a favor. I got that freebie in exchange for removing all your teeth. So let’s get started. I have dinner plans at 9.” “Please, please, whatever he told you, I’m not game. I don’t want this,” I pleaded. “It’s not your choice. You’re his cunt to whore out. That’s clear from the websites.” Dr. Hilton said coldly. “This has got to be illegal!” I shouted. “So is accepting money for sex,” he responded. “This is so fucked up!” my eyes followed him around as he gathered his tools. “The teeth I’ll make you will be just as nice if not nicer, Matt. After you recover from the initial extractions, you really won’t mind. Just imagine, you can take out your false teeth and have nothing but soft pink gums to suck those big dicks with.” “I do just fine with the teeth. You should have let me blown you. You’d have seen. I never get complaints about teeth,” I made my case. “Sorry, kid, I promised your Dad. It’s not about whether or not you nick some dick with a tooth. It’s about the fact that guys get off on you being such a whore that your teeth have been removed so your mouth is nothing but a fuck hole. You get it. I don’t have to explain it to you.” “Please, please, please…I’m begging you,” I looked into his eyes as he came toward me with the gas mask. “It’s already done, son. Just try to relax.” Tears streamed down my face as the mask was clamped over my mouth and nose. I looked up into his steely green eyes, begging. “It’ll all be done before you know it. Let the gas do it’s job.” I whimpered, resigned to my fate when I heard a loud crack from the lobby. “What the—“ Dr. Hilton said, but before he could finish his thought, the office door flew open and there was The Beast. The gas was starting to make me fuzzy so I thought I was hallucinating. “Get the fuck off him!” Joe said. “Who the fuck are you?” Dr. Hilton asked. “If you don’t take that mask off him, I will beat you fucking senseless and then call the cops,” The Beast said. “It’s taking everything in my power to not punch you right in your ugly fucking face right now so fucking DO IT!!!” Scared, Dr. Hilton took the mask off my face. Joe pushed him into the tray of tools and unfastened the restraints. Too weak to walk, The Beast threw one of my arms around his shoulder and helped me out of the office. I started to regain some sense of reality as we passed the splintered lobby door and proceeded to the elevator. Well, it wasn’t until later that night that I found out my father had been bragging to Joe about what he was planning on doing. Joe kicked my father’s ass until my dad told him the address. Joe told him to never come near me again. That’s when he came to get me at the dentist. I asked him, “Why? Why did you do this? Why do you care? You said you never wanted me to contact you again. And I have NOTHING…no clothes, no money, nothing. Where am I going to go?” Joe rolled his eyes, “Here. You’re going to go here.” “I can’t get on my feet in a week or something, Joe. I’m fucked.” “Listen to me, boy. You’re going to stay here permanently.” I was so confused, “But you said—…” “You’re so stupid,” Joe said. “I told you to not contact me because I’m in love with you and I don’t want to be. But I am.” I looked at him in disbelief, but then smiled broadly. “Don’t get any crazy ideas. You’re not my fucking wife and we’re not adopting some Asian baby or any shit like that. You’re still my fuck hole…and I will be pimping you out just like your Dad did…BUT I’ll never pull any of that shit like he did today, and we’re going to get you on meds, and you’re going to sleep in my bed. But you’re mine. I will fuck who I want whenever I want without any lip from you. And you fuck me and who I say you fuck, but no one else, got it?” “Absolutely,” I said, with a goofy grin. “Now climb on my dick,” he said pulling his cock through his fly. I stripped off my pants and underwear and wrapped my cum-filled cunt around his massive cock. I bounced up and down on him, milking him for all I was worth. He took me by either side of my head, pulled my face to his forcefully, and for the first time kissed me…and it was deep and passionate, and I came simultaneously from my cock and ass. My convulsing pussy pushed him over the edge and he bit my bottom lip, muttering, “Take my load, you fuck hole.” He shot streams of cum into me, fucking up into my bowels and kissing me, crushing my body to his. When he was done fucking his kids into my hole, he pulled off my mouth and said, “I love you, Matt.” I gulped and said, “I love you, too.” We lived like that for four years and it was amazing. He fucked whoever he wanted, and that was fine. I had no reason to be jealous. He loved me and I never questioned that. He showed it in so many ways. I got plenty of sex too. He was always fucking me and he was always pimping me out, which as much as I hate to admit it, I liked. More than liked, I lived for it. It didn’t matter how gross or disgusting the person was, I liked being used and knowing that someone was paying for my holes…and that I HAD to do what they wanted and take what they gave me because it was my job to be a whore. It’s what I was good for, what I was put on this Earth for. So many guys were so jealous of us. We would go out to bars and take home the hottest guys. Whoever we wanted. One time, we saw Kurt out. Remember Kurt? Well, he certainly had come into his own. Big old pig bottom, poz, biohazard tattoo on the small of his back prominently displayed as he walked through the bar shirtless with assless jeans on. He let anyone stick it in right in the middle of the bar. The Beast did, right against a go-go pole…and I was right there between Kurt’s legs to lick up the cum-sludge from his earlier conquests as well as suck out the Beast’s cream once Joe was done with Kurt’s hole. Joe and I could have lived like this forever. We hardly ever fought and when we did, we were more concerned with the fact that we had possibly hurt the other one’s feelings than we were about our own point of view. It was really special and sexy what we had. So you can imagine how devastated I was when Joe was killed in a car accident when I was 23. I thought my life was over. It was a rough year and I was very self-destructive. Drugs, going off my meds, taking risks. I eventually found my way back on track. I had a stupid job at some convenience store but at least I was back on my meds and not suicidal. Just think, I had planned on going to college at one point. Anyway, believe it or not, I was nursing a vodka tonic and some gay bar in the city when who should walk through the door? Jordan. Remember Jordan? We got to talking. He had had his own fucked up path. We both laughed about how “straight” he was in high school as he fucked my ass several times a week. “Yeah,” he said, “I guess you could say I’m still bisexual ‘cause I like pussy, but God, a lot of girls hate me. I’m not so good at not getting caught with my dick in a guy’s ass.” That sent me into hysterics. He told me that he was poz now and loved knocking up college boys. I told him about Joe and me, and the fact that I missed being pimped out and the situation I had with him. We talked until the bar closed and then went back to his place and fucked like animals. He gave me three loads that night and although he was still rough and treated me like a whore, he was a great kisser. We kept fucking for a few months and ended up falling into the same relationship that Joe and I had. Jordan would pimp me out and he would get to fuck whoever he wanted. We love each other and we’re good together. Granted, it’s not what Joe and I had, but it’s close and we make each other happy. And he still has that sadistic grin like the first time he made me ass-cum… …which brings us to where I started – Me waiting for my next “client” thinking about how I ended up here: waiting on a bed in a 20 dollar hotel for whatever guy he’s sold my cunt to. I can see his sadistic grin in my head when he told me, “Tomorrow’s client is a gonna’ be a doozy. Get some rest.” My ass is up in the air facing the door that I left unlocked. I hear the door open, someone enter the room, and the door lock behind him. I hear his clothes hit the floor as he positions himself behind me. He rubs his fat head against my drippy hole – Jordan pre-lubed me with a fuck and a load of cum before I headed out. The stranger moans as he pushes his thick veiny cock into my used cunt. Whoa, really thick. I feel his balls hit my taint and I guess that he’s about 7.5 inches, which is a nice length. I can fuck a cock that size forever without any problem, and it does nothing but feel good. This faceless cock starts fucking into me and I hear him moan, “Fuck, that’s good hole!” I freeze. I recognize that voice, where do I know that voice from? Do I dare look? I can’t help myself, I have to know. I look back over my shoulder and can’t believe who’s fucking into me. “Long time, no see, son,” my Dad says, and I start to ass-cum. THE END.

Fisted my first cunt yesterday and really enjoyed it!!!

This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. ************************************************************ I ride my bike regularly. Besides giving me the cardio to compliment time spent at the gym, it's the perfect way to cruise woodsy public areas down by the river. I can ride there and then ride off road too - into the flat wooded areas and all around. Being on a bike is a much more natural cover than parking and walking out into the woods in street clothes. Bike wear also works well for cruising. While I am riding and not hard is one thing. When I get off my bike and get a boner - watch out! I am blessed with a full eight inch dick and bike shorts look profane trying to contain me. My light grey cotton / spandex are downright nasty, and when I wear them I have to be careful not to get a big precum spot (which takes forever to dry). So this one weekday mid-afternoon, I was out and about walking my bike on paths through the cruising woods, passing two hot guys in their 20's. Although I am in good shape, as I'm in my late 30's I was not in league with the two guys. Moreover, I am very careful when in public. While I love hot anonymous outdoor sex, the idea of getting caught tamps down any thrill of exhibitionism offers me, so generally I find myself preferring one-on-one encounters as there's always a chance a passive spectator might actually be a vice cop. I should add my sense of courtesy extends to other men who are hooking up, so my tendency is to move along rather than be a lecherous voyeur. All this aside, I was quite surprised when I realized the two guys were following me. And kept following. The paths wound around, forked and then merged, so before long I figured their pursuit had some purpose. Now, I had been cruising along the river for a number of years, and never had I been pursued by a couple. As I was in the lead, I found a private spot where I pulled over to the side of the path ostensibly to let them pass . . . or whatever. Much to my surprise the couple stopped right next to me. One guy looked to be about 27, which was slighly older than the other guy. The older guy had light brown hair and was generally cute in the looks department. He was wearing long pants and a polo shirt, but I could reaily see his body was that of a lithful 27 year old. an still see he has a lithe 27 year-old's body to match. The other guy was younger, maybe 25. He's wearing just a wifebeater and some flimsy gym shorts, and he was hot His hair was dark and curly, and his body was solid sporting a natural (not plastic looking) musculature and a slightly god-like quality. FUCK. The hunt can be half the fun, and having these two young men standing so close after having followed me through the woods has me already a little shaky with excitement. The summertime humidity weighs heavy. The sense of man musk and expectation weigh even heavier. The fully clothed guy reaches out and caresses my rock hard dick through my bike shorts. We are all vigilant to make sure we're alone. He reaches down in my shorts and grabs my whole package. I pull back the spandex and out flops all eight now-leaking inches, my balls, everything. Sort of quietly he says to me, "I want you to fuck my friend while I watch." FUCK. Now normally what goes on in the woods is jacking off and maybe oral. For me it's been no exception. I've jacked off with countless guys. I've been blown by a few and blown quite a few myself. Maybe I'm reckless, but I've always trusted my mouth and digestive system to kill any hiv, and so far I haven't been disappointed. There was one guy with the enormous 10 inch cock I blew on two separate occasions. Both times I took him to completion and swallowed. Both times he asked if I worried about not being safe. Both times I told him I didn't normally swallow but I couldn't resist his beautiful cock. Anyway, now how could I resist this offer? Dark-haired muscle boy pulls off his elastic-waisted shorts (no underwear!), peels off his tank, and now - completely naked except for his shoes - he bends over to present his perfect ass and pucker to me. I get it that the slightly older guy is 'in charge' setting up this scene, and that they have hunted me down for this. My dick is in his hand as he guides me to his buddy's ass. He rubs my sticky precum-covered head across the sweet little hairless hole. He spits in his hand and rubs it down my cockshaft. He hawks another gob and pushes it in muscle boy's asshole to wet the way. He guides my dick towards the spot and urges me forward. As I slowly press in, he goes for spit a few more times to slick my disappearing shaft. Before I know it, all my eight inches is buried down to my balls in this demi-god's ass - completely bare, and with nothing but spit and precum for lube. 'Control' boy steps back to watch. I grab his hips at each side of this bottom's muscular ass. My head swims with the heat and the vision of me here - still fully clothed and about to fuck this guy bareback. I start a slow withdrawal and then press back in again. I pull out almost all the way and let my now free-flowing precum coat his outer ring. Pushing all the way in I cause him to jump as I hit bottom. Oh yeah. Developing a rhythm, I start to plow him but good. Now I have this problem. I can get overexcited and it makes it hard for me to cum. This whole scene was happening some years ago long before I read any bareback porn stories like the ones on this site. So it really blew my mind when 'control' boy started in talking dirty saying I should cum in his boys ass. "Shoot a your load in him . . . Come on lube him up for me. I want to feel your sperm in his ass." FUCK. Now I understand the setup. And I have to admit to being overexcited. WAY overexcited ! I fuck that boy long and hard. I want to cum so bad and he wants my cum and 'control' boy is urging me to cum. I grab a handful of lat muscle in each hand and fuck with everything I have. It is excruciating relief when I finally blast my load deep inside this boy's muscle ass. No doubt I spew every drop of sperm I had plus some that I am not even finished producing yet. I spend everything I have up his ass. The hot fucking friction I felt changes to slippery heaven as my cock luxuriates in its own juice. I would have enjoyed staying there, but the other two are still in full heat and wanting to cum too. 'Control boy', still fully-clothed except for his twitching hard-on and balls outside of his zipper, urges me aside. Fully-clothed, he takes my place with his dick aimed to penetrate his naked friend's ass. His friend says, " Be careful, that fucking tore me up. " I blush to myself. My sperm leaking out allows 'control boy' to bury his fat seven incher in one smooth stroke. He pulls back out and thrusts all the way back in. Just a few strikes and it all ends rather quickly. No doubt the heat of the situation and my big load swirling around his cock takes 'control boy' right over the edge. He drives deep and cries out (shhh we're in public !) as he blasts his load in that beautiful bare ass. The naked demi-god straightens up and - still impaled on 'control boy's' cock - he jacks his load something like four feet out onto the forest floor. FUCK. That was the nastiest dirtiest sex I'd ever seen up to that point. (snap) My softening cock goes back in my bike shorts. I climb on my bike and ride off, never to see them again. If I did, I would not recognize them anyway.