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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.

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.

I had just turned 19 and I was about to graduate High School. I lived in a small town most of my life but my parents were having financial difficulties and they sent me to finish school with my Aunt and Uncle. It was rough starting at a new school and making the move but my parents wanted me to get settled and my Aunt and Uncle said I could stay with them while I went to college. It made sense and I tried to make the best of it. I met some girls who were not mean and we would have lunch and hang out after school. The school had lots of boy, so many more boys than back home and they were cute and some even hot. We often would flirt with the boys there but always walked home together or went to the movies or something. It was Thursday and we were at the mall and three guys were hanging out there. I had never seen them before but my friends April, Jessica and Samantha knew who they were. They started to flirt with us and we flirted back and they all seemed to know each other but Zach, Brian and Steven were paying me a lot of attention and I loved it. I had not had hot guys like this ever flirt with me before. The girls were giggling and laughing and then they grabbed me and pulled me away. I did not want to leave and then April said, don't play with them, they are bad news. I thought, how could they be bad news and look so cute, clean and hot. I shrugged it off and we went to Aprils and hung out till it was time to go home. I looked for the guys online but I did not have any of their last names and I thought maybe we would run into them again. I fell asleep feeling better than I had in weeks and wondering if one or all the boys liked me. We went back on Friday and I looked for them and they were not there, I was really disappointed and on Saturday my girlfriends all had plans and made my way to the mall thinking I hope the guys are there and I lucked out. The last corner turned there they were. They were hanging with some skateboard and two girls. I walked by and waved and Zach came over and he asked where my friends were and I told him they were all tied up and he invited me over. We walked over to where the rest of them were and the girls, they looked to be college age and a bit rough were there and Brian and Steven. They said hi and I hung with Zach and we talked and he slipped me his number. I giggled and he wondered over to Steven and I thought was I suppose to follow? It was not longer then 30 seconds and Steven walked over and he said these are friends of my sisters and they are always hitting on us. He asked how I was and if I came up here alone and I told him all my girlfriends were busy and he said it was too bad they were but he was glad I came up and they ran into me again. I blushed and then he said you know you are really beautiful, I hope you know that. So much prettier than your friends. I blushed again. Then he asked for my phone and he programmed his number in it. Wow now I had both Zach and Steven's number. He got up and headed back to the group and he pushed Brian and he wandered over and he sat right next to me really close. He asked me did those two hit on you? I had no idea what to say, Brian was the hotties one of the three. He leaned in and said I hope they did not because I want to. I blushed and he asked me to hand him my phone and he put his number in and sent himself a text and then sent one back after he handed back his phone. It read meet me here tomorrow at 11 AM. I text him back and I will. He said I have to go I can't wait to see you. Just about then Zach came back over and he asked me to text him after they leave and I told him I would and he went back to the group and they waved (the three guys) and left with the two older chicks. I text Zach like he asked and he text me back and asked what I was doing tomorrow. What do I tell him, I text him and said not much and he asked if I was free at 1? I text yes and then he hit back and said he would text in the morning and we could make a plan and he was really glad I came to the mall. Then I felt like I should text Steven and I did, Hi Steven, glad I ran into you today. He text back and it read Me Too. Hey, free tomorrow at 3? I text him back yes I think so. Wow, hope they do not share these text with each other but I still had no idea who liked me and they were all very hot but If I could choose I would pick Brian and then Zach and finally Steven. I went home and thought about it and how lucky I was I ran into them.

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.

Bar Breeding Last summer my boy and I went to a jockstrap party on the roof deck of a certain leather bar. We wore matching old-school elastic gym jockstraps, not the high fashion kinds that underwear models advertise. I loved the thought of hanging out with nothing but a jock between us and the outdoors, knowing we’d be surrounded by sweaty sexy men wearing just as little as we were. We arrived at sundown, undressed and checked our clothes, and had a few bottled beers. I needed to piss and went downstairs to the mens room to use the stainless steel trough. I saw a skinny tall guy with a nose piercing and a bleached blond buzzcut standing there with an enormous uncut cock hanging out letting his piss flow. I was taken by his big dick, and by his apparent joy in showing it off. I also noticed a biohazard tattoo peeking out over his pubes. The guy stood next to me, sneering or smiling as I whipped mine out and started to piss. He put his arm on my shoulder and I just grinned and smiled at him. He nodded silently to me and brought his free hand down to my dick, wrapping his hand around the base while I kept my stream going. When my stream died down, he shook it a few times and slipped it back into my jockstrap. Of course, his hand had given me a bit of a hard-on. I washed my hands and he muttered, ‘see you later.’ I went back upstairs and got two fresh beers for me and my boy. As I handed him his bottle, he snickered noting my hard-on straining the pouch of the jockstrap. My boy took his, we clinked bottles, and then he headed downstairs for a pee. I hadn’t had a chance to mention my POZ friend at the trough, but figured out that he’d learn on his own in no time. Sure enough, maybe ten minutes later, he came back with his own dick straining to get out of his pouch and a goofy grin. Without an explanation, he came up to me and wrapped his arms around me, kissing me hard. I was wondering if he tasted a little like cum. When he pulled off my mouth I asked, ‘What’s gotten into you?’ ‘Nothing… yet…’ He then told me that the guy had held his dick while he pissed then jerked him off. He shot his load into the guy’s hand. The guy licked up half and then smeared the rest of my boy’s fresh cum right into my boy’s mouth. I loved that my boy had given into his naughty streak and let a stranger make him cum, and that he’d just swapped his seed with me on a crowded deck where surely at least a few guys knew exactly what he’d just done. We grooved a little and made out on the deck and I went for two more beers. Our bathroom buddy appeared next to me, and I got a beer for him. We walked over to my boy and chatted a bit. As it got darker outside, guys all around us were getting more frisky. The guy kissed me on my cheek, then my boy. He groped his crotch while watching us make out. ‘I love couples,’ he said as he positioned himself behind my boy. Reaching around my boy, he grabbed my hips so the three of us were grooving together. I grabbed the POZ stranger’s saggy ass and squeezed. He slipped his fingers down towards my ass and stoked my hole a bit. I did the same to him, feeling his ass a bit moist and sticky, likely with someone’s cum. All the while, making out with my boyfriend, I got my sticky fingers and started massaging my boy’s meaty firm ass cheeks. I let my finger tease his hole, knowing I was playing with fire. My boy grabbed his cheeks and pulled them apart. I worked one sticky finger in before going back to the stranger’s hole for more natural lube. The POZ guy was really grinding on my boy’s ass and whispering filthy things while chewing on his ear. When my boy’s hole was opening up and wet with someone’s cum, I scooped the stranger’s cock out of the jock. I felt as his bare cock slid up and down my boy’s crack. My boy had his cheeks pulled as far apart as they would spread. He nodded to me, pleading for my help. I grabbed that POZ cock and angled it so the head was right at my boy’s hole. They nodded at each other then my boy looked into my eyes as he backed himself onto his first raw POZ cock. My boy groaned loudly enough that a few dudes on the roof deck turned and smiled, happy to watch the bare action unfolding in the crowd. One the stranger bottomed out inside my boy, he wrapped his arms around my neck for support and kept his eyes glued to mine until they glazed over. Hands were everywhere as other strangers touched my boy and his POZ top. The stranger looked up and me and raised his eyebrows as if to ask me for permission to breed my boy. I just nodded knowing it was going to happen whether I wanted it to or not, and I knew I wanted it to happen. I watched as his face twisted into a grimace and his pace quickened. He lurched forward as he started cumming deep in my boy’s guts. My boy collapsed into my chest as the stranger kept hammering bursts of toxic seed into his ass. My boy was covered in sweat as the top kissed him gently all over his back. My boy stood up and a few guys clapped. The stranger winked at me then backed into the crowd where I lost sight of him. My boy grabbed my face and kissed me deep. I pulled back and he looked at me surprised, like he was afraid that I didn’t want anything to do with him. On the contrary, I was so hard I knew I was going to cum soon. I spun my boy around and he grabbed his ankles. I slid easily into his stretched out puffy hole. I pounded him for as long as I could hold out, noting a frothy circle of cum churned out of his hole at the base of my cock in my matted sticky pubes. I jerked forward afraid my boy would loose his balance. I had been so busy focusing on my boy’s cummy hole that I hadn’t noticed that he was now choking on a muscle daddy’s thick cock. I came hard in him, adding my seed to the toxic load our stranger had left. I fired into him a few times thinking I was done. The whole scene was so hot, I came a few spurts on my boy’s back. He spun around and sucked my cock clean as the muscle daddy smeared my load into his hole with his own bare dick and slid in next. My boy’s hands were wrapped around my waist as the daddy bred him deep. When someone else tried to slide in, my boy threw up his hands. Three loads was apparently enough for him and we went to sit down on a bench. The muscle daddy brought over some beers and we toasted. When I was ready for another piss, my boy grabbed me and told me we needed to go before one of us took another three loads. We got dressed and went home where I fucked another load into him.

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.

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

I'm back from a trip to Taipei, and I agree with @BB4fking: guys in Taipei are keen (I mean VERY keen) to bareback. I'll need to go to Singapore as well.

Hey bud, like you used to be 100% top here too. Then finally realized my true calling and purpose in life and flipped. Now can't get enough cocks and loads. Ain't it great?!@? Oink

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!

True story from this past summer. I was staying at a guest house in Provincetown in June. I’d stayed in the same guesthouse a few times, and booked a room that had an outside entrance off the deck. Easier than walking through the guesthouse every time. June is pre-season, so there are a lot of guys around, but town isn’t overly busy. My first full day turned out to be pouring rain, and I was feeling disappointed and horny. I chatted with a few guests downstairs while I grabbed some yogurt and juice, then headed to Joe’s Coffee for a breakfast sandwich. All the while I had my apps open and was cruising. A few familiar faces from years past were on, and one older guy I’d chatted with at the guesthouse that morning. He didn’t really hold my attention (out of shape, and didn’t give off a lot of energy), though he quickly sent 3 messages on Scruff after I left. I heard from a few guys in varying states of readiness to play. Most were still “waking up” and wouldn't be available for awhile. I decided to hit the gym for an hour. As I was leaving the gym, it was still raining. One of the guys I’d chatted online said he was ready to meet if I could host. I checked out his pics. Mid40s with an average, lean body, dark hair and nice beard, and an impressive looking cock. I told him where to find me. He told me to have just a jockstrap on when he arrived. About 15 minutes later, I saw him coming up the steps onto the deck. I took a quick hit of poppers to get me going, just as he showed up at my door. He was easily 15 years older than in his pics, his skin weathered and his beard longer and stragglier than I like. I hesitated and was about to say I didn't think it was going to happen when he pulled out his cock. It was an easy 7 inches, swollen with a nice head and thick shaft, and a silver cockring at its base. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees. With a hand on back on my head, he fed me his cock. After a couple minutes, he fed me a hit of poppers, and pushed his dick back into my mouth. Now my blood was pumping and I started sucking him voraciously. He leaned over my back, driving his dick all the way into my mouth so I choked, and pushed two wet fingers into my hole. He repositioned himself so he had better access to my ass, turning my head to the side and pushing me down on all fours on the floor. He had me take a long hit of poppers, and began working 3 fingers into my ass. My piggish side was being activated, and I was offering both holes for him to use. He was stretching my ass with his fingers, probing deep and pushing his fingers apart to relax The sphincter. “Get on the bed, on your back, ass hanging off the edge.” I assumed the position, taking a moment to take two long drags of poppers. I held those drags in my lungs, leaned back on the bed and brought my knees to my chest, letting the chems absorb slowly, and exhaled just as he stepped up to my exposed hole. I felt the warmth of his cock pushing against my hole as the rush of the poppers hit me. I felt his hot shaft pushing inside my prepped hole, stretching it wider than his fingers did. I felt that hardness slide all the way inside, and he held it there as we both groaned. He began fucking me with his raw cock, long, deep strokes that had me moaning. His balls slapped my ass and I could hear the bed squeaking with his deep thrusts. I was caught up in the moment, grunting as this stranger pounded my open hole. He grabbed by ankles and pushed my legs wider apart, watching his own cock pierce my ass. He fucked me for awhile, pulling out just a few times to dive back in again and make me groan with the girthy penetration. I fuck’n loved it! “Where do you want this load?” ”In my ass!” He kept pumping away, that thick dick feeling amazing inside me. He thrust a little faster, then harder, and he rolled his head back when his thrusts became really hard, deliberate, and he paused at the end of each thrusts for a moment. He kinda grunted and gasped a few times in these pump-and-hold combinations. I knew I was being bred! He quickly pulled out, and I could feel some of his cum around my hole. He wiped off his cock on a towel, then dressed, said thanks, and walked back out onto the deck in the rain. He didn’t bother asking me if I wanted to cum. I laid on the bed for a few minutes, feeling my really wet hole and coming down from the fuck haze I’d been in. I stroked my dick, but was still super horny and knew I was a long ways from coming on my own. After a few minutes, I threw on a loose pair of shorts, grabbed by phone, and headed down to the common room to see if there were any snacks. I saw a dozen more messages, with 2 new ones on BBRTS (which had been silent all morning). Sure enough, it was the older guy staying in my guesthouse; he’d figured out my profile based on distance and description (I only show my ass in the public profile). He’d unlocked his pics, and sent his room number. I was still feeling poppered up and horny, and he actually had a really hot looking cock. Without thinking much more about it, I walked up the other set of stairs and started looking for his room number. I found it on the third floor, where is was feeling stuffy and hot, despite the rainy weather. His door was actually open, and he was sitting in a chair inside. Seeing me, he started rubbing his crotch. He stood up, pushed a bottle of poppers under my nose, and told me to whiff (he’d obviously read by profile). As my head started to swim again, I just dropped the baggy shorts, got on all fours on his bed, and offered my ass. I heard him fumbling in a drawer, and then the pumping sound of a lube bottle. Shortly thereafter, his fingers probed my hole, seemingly to find the target, and then he slid inside. It was a rough fuck — the type you get when someone finally gets the piece of ass he’s been wanting. I felt like a total pig, and he was reaping the benefits of it. He pounded away at my hole, and I started getting verbal to egg him on. Finally I told him, “I want your load in my ass.” He bred me pretty quickly after that. I could hear him panting heavy, and I was reminded how out of shape this guy was. He was holding onto my hips as he plugged away until he unloaded. I didn’t stick around, but pulled on my shorts, thanked him, and walked back across the guest house in just my shorts. My ass was totally wet, and I was feeling both piggish and kinda hot walking by a few other guests after having been bred by both guys. If you’ve enjoyed reading about my rainy day breedings, let me know by clicking on the blue heart, leave me an upgrade, and I’ll know to keep pigging out and posting for you.

"My heart raced as I handed Greg the astro glide and watched as he applied a thin coat to his throbbing cock. Grabbing the max impact, I sprayed it on my yellow hankie and put it in my mouth as Greg lined his cock up with my ass. 'Just a quick huff while you enter me! Feel free to take some if you need it!' Surprisingly, there was no pain and not even a moment of discomfort as Greg's cock penetrated my ass, just my ass muscles responding to accommodate an invited guest. 'Tell me if I'm hurting you and I'll take it slow!' I wrapped my legs around Greg's waist, pushing him deeper into me. 'As big as your cock is, it's sliding right in!' 'Your tight, hot, wet ass feels like velvet!' Before long, Greg's cock went through my second ring and I entered a state of bliss as he hilted, his balls hitting my butt cheeks. 'Put my legs on your shoulders so you can longdick me!' He did as he was told, fucking me with a passion I'd never before experienced. 'Kiss me!' We kissed with the same amazing passion, swapping spit, our bodies coated in fucksweat. Maybe 5 minutes later, I felt Greg's cock swell to new proportions as he broke our kiss. 'Uuugghh, fuck, I'm cumming!' I felt torrents of his seed coating the walls of my ass as Greg collapsed on top of me. 'Sorry about cumming so fast but between your sweet ass and not having sex for 6 months, I couldn't help myself!' 'No need for apologies, I enjoyed every fuckstroke and every inch of your magnificent cock! Don't pull out! Your cock feels too good in me! Let it go soft and slip out on it's own!' Once more, we kissed and before long, Greg's cock slipped out of my ass and I broke the kiss to handle other matters. 'Time for me to clean your cock and if you don't mind, nibble on your extreme overhang!' Greg straddled my chest, his flaccid cock glistening with cum and butt juices. 'Anything you wanna do is fine with me, but when you're finished I wanna felch your ass and snowball with you!' Placing my hands on his butt cheeks, I pulled his cock into my mouth, savoring the flavors of it. If they had any nutritional value, I could live on a steady diet of cum and butt juices and yet, I never refused them. Digging my tongue beneath his obscene overhang, I licked his cockhead and gently nibbled on his foreskin. Because they were too big to fit both of them in my mouth at the same time, I licked his balls, one at a time. 'Greg, you're a tasty man!' 'Let me at your sweet ass to felch and snowball!' He practically attacked my ass, thrusting his tongue in, audibly slurping. Again, he was on top of me as his cum flowed back and forth between our mouths. 'Damn, you're yummy! Piggy as it was, there's something about being with you that I've never felt before. It's like the rest of the world disappeared and it was just the 2 of us!' 'We're in total agreement! The second I felt you in me, you took me to Gregland, population 2, land of complete and utter bliss!' 'Now, it's your turn! Show me that you give as good as you get!'

Not 'The Trainee' but a new story called 'In The Dark' has been finished by me.

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.

Of all the posts I've read over the past year or so, this thread on sleazy motels just keeps me primed. Decided to really slut it up and let myself get whored out. Just as mentioned above, wanted to be blindfolded and shackled to one of those luggage bench in hotel rooms. I only know one real local Dom top who'd enjoy overseeing a scene like this. Messaged and he was all in after he got off work but had to be home by 7 or so. He's about 45 mins from me so decided to get a motel closer to him. Found a real sleaze place and checked in around 11 AM. Decided I could get a few cocks during lunch, rest up and be ready for my buddy to shackle me to the luggage bench now converted to a fuck bench. Posted on Doublelist and had replies in a few minutes. Had 3 guys lined up for lunch time. Left door ajar, me stripped down and on my knees. To keep this short, all 3 showed up and I ended up with 3 loads down my throat. During the afternoon I had emailed with guys giving them the room number. 4:30 buddy shows up, puts me on the bench, ties me up to the legs of the bench and then he fucks me with just spit. He's one mean Dom and treats me like the slut I want to be. Buddy shoots a load deep in me and is having me clean his cock off when there's a knock at the door. Buddy opens door and tells the guy the slut hole is all lubed up for him. I can't see a thing and my heart beat is in my throat. I start to feel this cock up against my ass and the guy says he needs some lube. Buddy says, just push in; he's all lubed up way down where it counts. Searing pain as this guy shoves past the ring but he does hit the load that's in me and as he thrusts in and out I'm getting very nicely lubed. Then out of nowhere, this guys blows a load in me. Couldn't have been more than 2 minutes. He just says, got to pee. Buddy goes, that's cool this slut needs cleaned up. He unties me, leaves blindfold on, gets me up and takes me to the bathroom and puts me in the tub. Both of them start peeing all over me. I've got my mouth open trying to catch some and my cock is jumping all over. Both of them finish up peeing on me and buddy pulls me out of the tub, no towel, no drying me off. Takes me back to the bench. The other guy leaves and buddy tells me he's leaving the door open for the next one. I'm not sure if someone else is coming or not. Haven't check my emails or text. Here I am covered in piss, striped down, ass up on a bench and no idea how open the door is. Some time goes by and buddy goes out to smoke. Then I hear him talking to someone and he says, yep the cum slut is in there, he's loaded up. Next thing, I have some finger poking in my hole and a deep voice goes you sure are lubed up. All of a sudden, there's a tongue in my ass and this guy is going I'm going to eat every load out of you. Time just stands still while this guy is tonguing my hole, making sucking sounds and sucking those loads out of me. Then it stops. A few minutes go by and I'm not hearing anything. My buddy finally speaks up and says he needs to go soon. He pulls the blindfold off me. Has me deep throat his cock and then he pulls on his shirt to go. I ask him about the last guy and didn't he want to fuck. Buddy goes, oh that's that's my brother he loves to felch. I texted him and had him come by to take care of your ass. Just got to love these sleazy motels. Interesting, I can run ads on BBRT, A4A and nada........post on Doublelist and the closet tops find their sluts. In a small town one needs to find a way. And it's odd, Doublelist doesn't even have my town listed. Need to post in Orlando that's 50 miles away.

Your first name Cumdump Your cell number 385-743-2689 A location Salt Lake City Times you're generally NOT available: Weekdays 6am-5pm Age:35 Height:5'10" Weight:140 Ethnicity:White

I've tricked with some dudes who were very skilled at filthy talk. It really revs my engine when thay talk about their dirty seed, when they refer to (and make me refer to) my hole as a cunt or pussy. Incest roleplay also makes me dick leak.

My phone rang when I was half way home and it was Steven. He text - " Still one for three? I hope so," I started to text that I had to get home and just about the time I was going to send it he text again. "I hope I get to see you I really like you," I erased it and turned around and started to walk back to the guys house. I figured he lived there also and I text " Yes where are you." He text back, "great, meet me at 4589 Market. I stopped and had to GPS it. It was two blocks closer to me so I changed direction and headed over. I had never been in this section. The houses kept getting smaller and the cars older and it looks a little run down. GPS said I was here, I stood there and it was a blue building with a small porch and a orange door. I text Steven, " I think I am here." He busted out of the door and waved me in and gave me a little peck on the cheek as I walked in. The inside looked better than the outside and he sat down on the sofa and patted his hand. He had a joint and I thought here we go again. but he said I would offer you a joint but I am out of weed but I have other stuff. I must of looked puzzled. He went on to say, he and his buddies usually put some T mixed into their weed but without week he could only give me T. I said I like to drink tea and he said no babe not that kind of T. He opened a drawer and brought out this glad container filled with water and a bulb and he lit the end and sucked in and then blew it out and said instead of a joint we can do this. He held it to my mouth and he coached me when to inhale and then when to blow out. He said, " Deeper baby and hold it longer." I did and then he had me do it again and then again. I was spinning, he said great shit right, this is better than any joint. I could not speak and just nodded my head. He leaned in and kissed me and said you need to do a little more baby. I came up and he put it to my mouth and coached me through three long hits and now I was really spinning. I am not sure I could hear him, all I heard were sounds and my body was tingling and when I could hear again I was naked. He had slipped everything off and I had not even noticed and he was sucking my left nipple and my right nipple was also being sucked. We were not along and I seemingly did not care. It felt really good and Steven came off my tit and kissed me while the other guy slide his finger inside me. It was the first time a finger hurt, it felt like his nails were sharp he pushed deeper and then withdrew he did it again and it hurt again and then he withdrew and the third time he just fingered me and it no longer hurt but I was feeling really warm and I wanted sex. I was really horny all of a sudden. I tried to look up but Steven kept kissing me and before long I felt a dick split my pussy lips and slip in. He was this but no were as thick as Zach and with the way I was feeling it felt really good. He fucked me and I was loving it and moaning, Steven kept encouraging him, telling him to fuck that cunt and breed her pussy. Then he would come back to me and kiss me and tell me how beautiful I am. Before long the guy fucking me said he was getting close, Steven said do it dude. I leaned my head up to see who was inside me and he had to be as old if not older than my dad. He was skinny and had a hairy chest and he too had a scorpion tat on one peck and a Biology no now it is coming to me a chemistry symbol on his other. He looked down at me and smiled and then said "fuck I am gonna shoot." and he shot inside me. Steven told me what a good girl I was and before I knew it a dick was rubbing my pussy lips and I thought the old guy was hard already and he was going to fuck me. It started to slip in but he was much bigger, this was a new dick. I tried to lean up to see who it was but Steven had my view blocked. He kept kissing and holding my breast and squeezing them and I have no idea how long he fucked me but then he shot in me. This went on for a long time and I have no idea who many shot inside me but finally it was Stevens turn and he pulled his shorts off. he had kept them the entire time and he slapped my left tit with it. Wow, that looked like a baseball bat. He continued to rub it on my tit and slapped it with it, It sorta hurt and then he went down between my legs and rubbed it on my pussy and between my lips and he motioned for some one to come over and just then a hand covered my mouth and she shoved his cock in me and I arched my back it hurt so much. I felt like I was crying from the pain but no tears came out and he slowly fucked me while the guy, skinny old guy kept his hand on my mouth. It took me ten minutes to catch my breath and then after another ten it felt amazing and it was only two minutes later I came harder than I have ever and then five minutes again I came all over his dick and then he made this animal bellow and he shot load after load inside me. He collapsed on me and we fell asleep like that, When woke it was dark out and Steven asked if I wanted to spend the night. I told him I had school in the morning and needed to get home. He had me get dressed and whistled for this skinny kid who came around the corner. This is Chad, he is staying here till he can get his on place he will take you home. Chad looked like he was 20, tall skinny with a nice friendly face. I got dressed and Steven kissed me and told me he wanted to see me again and I should plan on coming over Friday and I should tell my Aunt and Uncle I was staying at Aprils all weekend. I kissed him back and agreed as I walked out to the van and Chad was already inside.

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.

Sorry my dudes! Since I last posted I’ve moved to a new state and have started graduate school. I don’t have much time to do anything other than school work. But I’ll try to get back to The Intern as soon as I can. But rest assured, I have some things in mind. ?

PART 6 I spent the whole drive over shaking I was so nervous. Over and over i told myself to just turn around and what what was I thinking risking so much? The first time I didn’t know til it was too late , but this was different. And I couldn’t pretend to myself it wasn’t. My hard cock and hungry ass were leading me, overpowering every thought I had to just get away! There was no hiding it, Tim had told me flat out. He was hiv positive, poz as he called it. And he didn’t use condoms. And he had no intention of pulling out. And I had seen that huge cock and knew how deep it could be when he came. And I had seen those giant cum producing balls. He had to shoot a massive load. He will fill me up with it, his sperm. His HIV positive sperm. Spurt after spurt, his cock all the way inside me erupting. And fear took more of a backseat. I was a horny as hell 18 year old that had just discovered bottoming and had done it with a hot experienced hung top. And he had fucked me bareback and cum in me my first time. I couldn’t help wanting more. And I knew how amazing Tim was, how he had made it feel so good, had made me so hungry for cock and so wanting to be a proud gay bottom. A bareback bottom now, on my way to see him again. Still shaking, I rang his bell and he answered obviously nude and obviously knowing it would be me knocking. “I’m so glad you are here. I have thought about that hot ass so many time these last few days. And the way that mouth felt on my cock. And the taste of your asshole. Wanna go straight up?” He welcomed me shutting the door. Nodding eagerlly at home he responded by leading me up to the room I had been in before. This time, I was tearing at my clothes, my cock like steel already and eyes focused on Tim’s already hard meat. Naked, I fell to my knees and licked the shaft from the base to the head, before swirling my tongue around the big mushroom head. Tasting precum, I lost my self and opened wide and took as much as I could. Concentrating on relaxing my throat, I tried to take more and more burn woukd gag occasionally and have to back off. I was trying my best to please him, to be a good cocksucker. “Fuck yeah”, he growled, “that’s so good. Suck that fucking dick. Get it ready. I’m gonna fuck you with it in about 30 seconds.” I grew every more eAger in my sucking, wanting to show my enthusiasm for what he said. “Get up, get on the bed on your back and pull your legs up,” he ordered as he reached for his lube and applied some to my hole and to his cock. Standing over me, his cock head an inch from my starving hole, he looked down and asked me, “what’s my boy want? Does my boy want me to put my cock inside him right now?” “Yes! Fuck yes”, I cried out. “There’s no condom on this cock”, he whispered as he began to tease my hole by rubbing the tip against it. “No condom. No condom.”, I repeated in an almost begging tone. He was driving me to the edge, making me want him so badly. “Should I pump all of my cum Into your hole when I shoot? Should I give you my sperm when we both know I am hiv positive? What do you want?”, he whispered as the pressure on my hole gradually increased. “I want you to cum in me, fill me up with it! All of it! PleAse just please fuck me til you cum!” I whimpered. With that, he pushed in and i I felt that piercing pain followed by a dull ache as my almost virgin hole tried to relax. He gently worked his big meat into me, slowly rocking his hips pushing deeper and deeper. Then starting to take longer strokes as my breath became gasps and I started losing myself to the sensations of pleasure in my hole. It wasn’t long til I was lost. The only thing on earth that mattered was Tim and his huge cock and me and my tight little hole. We were connected. Eyes locked, him grunting and huffing as I began to feel my breAth knocked out with every deep stroke. His ball were now slapping against me when he drove home and I reveled in knowing he was in me ball deep. I was taking all of him. Raw. He was pumping hArd and his thrusts began to pick up speed, his ups bucking erratically. I recognized this from last time and concentrated on trying to take every single bit of that cock inside me while squeezing and miliking it. “Fuck yes, squeeze that fucking cock Chris. Earn that load. Tell me you want it. Tell me you want my sperm in you.” He grunted. “Fucking please cum in me. Please cum in me. I want it in me. I want your cum all inside me. I won’t let it leak at all. Please!” I begged him. “Big poz load. Gonna give it to you. Fucking dump that cum deep inside you.!” He muttered between clenched teeth as he was slamming into me. “Yeah. Big load. Big poz load. Inside me. All of it. Poz load inside me. Poz load inside Me.” I just kept saying it. Then I felt it his pace grew ever faster and then he drove deep and collapsed onto me and i felt that huge rod pulse and throb as his sperm entered me and splattered into my guts. I squeezed and milked it and wrapped my arms around him to hold him insode me. The throbs slowly ebbed and he pulled back up and looked down at me. My stomach was covered in my own cum? I had shot without touching myself. He made no move to pull out and I made no attempt to back off it. Instead I looked up with a guilty grin and knew inside there was no way I could stop doing this. Getting fucked without condoms and taking Tim’s cum. It was like a drug. I was already hooked. What was I gonna do now? This is crazy! But fuck his cum is in me and that thought still scared me but it was turning me on more. A lot more.

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.”

Part 13 Later Saturday morning Nick was at the warehouse checking on the business. The play area had pretty much been cleaned up from the previous night’s party so they were on schedule to reset the space later in the afternoon in time for the private birthday party starting at 9 p.m. With that under control, he stopped by the desk of his media manager. “Hey Tony how are you doing with the footage from last night,” he asked? “Good morning boss man; I already have all the stills and general video clips of last night’s party uploaded to the club members' site.” “I also have the video edited from the soccer player’s conversion; I just need to set the linkage up with the payment system so people can view it.” Nick smiled, “You are the best!” Tony sarcastically replied, “I’m just putting that fancy MIT degree to work.” That got a laugh out of Nick and then he continued his questions. “Where are you on the promotional clip for our newest addition?” “I’m actually pretty far; should have it up on the site in a couple hours to promote the party Sunday night.” “I’m impressed,” replied Nick. Tony continued, “Ever since we added the RFID chip to those arm bands it makes it so much easier to trigger certain cameras and to track what area to focus on during a party.” ‘We don’t have to go through so much footage at the end to find good usable video like we used to.” “Time is money, so the faster we get things up on the web the better; if the big theme parks only knew how we adapted their concept.” They both roared with laughter. “Nick I do have a question about some of the material.” “Do you want to use any of the footage of the guy putting on the cock ring in the changing room back at the store?” Nick shook his head, “No, as amusing as that was to watch him struggle, we really want to promote him as a dominant Top for this event and that struggle could be interpreted as a sign of weakness.” “I don’t know how closely you looked at it, but at one point he was almost crying in pain trying to get that ring over his balls and half hard cock.” Tony agreed, this promotional clip really was meant to show this guy as a strong dominant total Top. Nick started to leave to check on something else but stopped to remind Tony of a couple more things. “Don’t forget to set up the special privileges auction function for Sunday’s event.” “I also need you or one of the other guys to be at the store by 3:30 on Sunday afternoon to take pictures of our new addition; I’ll explain more on that later.” It was after 11 in the morning before Rob finally woke up. He had a terrible headache and felt lethargic. He couldn’t figure out why he would feel that way; he didn’t really drink that much last night he thought yet he felt like he had a hangover and was itching for something to pick him up. He didn’t bring any Tylenol with him on the trip so he’d have to deal with that later. First he needed a long hot shower to wash off the sweat and smell of sex. His hot shower helped a little but he was still a little edgy. He decided he would go down to the hotel pool and relax awhile and then text Cody from last night to set up something for later. As Rob relaxed at the pool he took the opportunity to check his profiles on the hook-up sites for messages. As he scanned the messages on his phone he was amazed at how many guys wanted to hook up and service his cock. He wasn’t surprised that he got messages, after all he was a real stud; he was just a bit shocked by the sheer number of them. Was it the new pictures he added to the profiles or was it just because he was in New Orleans and there were more willing horny bottoms here than there were back in Ohio? He’d have to wait until he returned home next week to make that determination. He was confident though that he’s get some fresh meat in Ohio and probably a lot of sluts begging for a repeat fuck. His cock started to harden at that thought and his bulge became quite evident in swim trunks. He quickly deleted a lot of the messages of guys he thought weren’t deserving of his cock. With all these messages he could afford to be choosy. Soon his phone buzzed indicating he just received a message from BBRT. According to the profile associated with the message, it was from a couple visiting from Toronto, Canada. It said they were both total bottoms and liked three-ways and watching their partner getting fucked. Rob wasn’t quite sure how a pair of bottoms could be a couple; to him it seemed like they wouldn’t get much sex that way. Their pictures on the profile looked good. There was one of them both sharing a cock in their mouths, a couple of nude frontals and a pic of each of them getting fucked by a mystery cock. The most interesting thing though was that according to the geolocation feature, they were less than 100 feet away. Rob looked up from his phone and spied the pair on the other side of the pool holding their phone and staring at him. When they nodded at him, Rob acknowledged them and nodded back. With the dark sunglasses he was wearing, the pair couldn’t really tell how much Rob was staring, so they stood up and entered the pool to get wet. They casually swam toward Rob to try to determine if he was interested but Rob kept his cool and from his poker face they really couldn’t tell. However when they exited the pool and Rob saw their tight little asses in their Speedos his cock twitched. Rob then replied to their message “You want my cock – your room – lead the way.” With that the Canadians quickly dried off and headed back into the hotel. Rob slowly followed them to the elevator inside. When the three were alone in the elevator on the way to the 12th floor, Rob took a closer look at them without his sunglasses. They matched the profile pictures pretty well, but he couldn’t tell which ass shot belonged to which since they had covered up with their towels for the trip back to the room. Both guys had the same dark hair and trim smooth body. One of the pair got bold and reached out to rub Rob’s cock thru his swim trunks. Rob got a smirk on his face and said “I hope you two don’t get into some lover’s quarrel over who gets fucked first” “ Don't worry, I’m sure I have at least a load for each of you.” The elevator soon reached the 12th floor and the trio exited. Once inside the room, Rob wasted no time and dropped his trunks. “Suck my cock faggots!’ he sneered. The two immediately dropped to their knees and both began to work on Rob’s cock with their tongues. It was clear these two had done this many times before; they worked together like a synchronized team. While one sucked Rob’s cock the other would lick and suck his low hanging balls. Without a word they would switch roles. Rob took some time to thrust his cock in one throat and pump a few times and then move to the other guy’s mouth as they were kneeled before him. “Ok cock whores, get your asses out of those pussy suits and get prepared to take a pounding.” “Since you both did a decent job getting my cock wet, that’s all the lube you are getting; I will let you decide who gets fucked first.” The shortest of the pair climbed up on the bed, reached back to spread his cheeks and presented his hole to Rob. Without a word Rob lined up and slammed his cock into the waiting hole. The bottom screamed in pain into the pillow while his partner watched and jerked his own throbbing cock. Rob noticed him jerking and decided it wasn’t acceptable for a bottom to be masturbating that way. If there was a Top in the room, that bottom should have his focus on pleasuring him. Rob kicked at the voyeur’s cock and said “Get your tongue out and eat my ass while I fuck your boyfriend!” When the bottom didn’t move fast enough, Rob grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back to his ass. “Now start eating!” The Canadian didn’t have a choice really. This certainly wasn’t how he and his partner usually played. Part of the fun for them was to watch the pleasure in the other’s face as they were getting fucked. In this case though, Rob was fucking so roughly that it wasn’t clear the one who was getting plowed was getting much enjoyment. In fact from the blood streaks on Rob’s cock, it was more of a case of the ass being brutally ripped open. After a half hour of hard pounding Rob came in the bottom’s ass. He then pulled out, turned and had the other bottom clean his cock. “Clean that cock, I don’t want you having any extra cum as lube.“ “You need to experience the same joy as your boyfriend just did.” The guy on the bed was crying from that experience and he was clearly in shock. Rob pushed him off the bed and pulled the other by his hair onto the bed. He then repeated the process by lining his cock up and slamming it in. Although the new bottom was expecting a rough fuck after witnessing his partner being used, he wasn’t quite prepared for the entry and he too yelled out into the pillow. “Hey fucker, your ass is tighter than your boyfriend’s, he’s probably been sneaking around on you.” “Tell you what; I’ll open you up so you both have matching gaping holes.” Rob started deep hard thrusts more aimed at hurting the bottom than anything thing else. His deep thrusts and motion didn’t really allow for the previously fucked bottom to rim him while he was fucking. That didn’t stop Rob from adding a little extra degradation to the mix. He reached over and grabbed the guy by the neck and pushed his face toward the floor. “You focus on licking and worshipping my feet while I’m busy fucking.” This fuck lasted a little longer than the first and it was almost 40 minutes of solid fucking before Rob shot his next load into the now bloodied ass. The foot worshiper was then made to clean Rob’s cock. Rob put his swim trunks back on and headed toward the door. “I’ll let you know if I want another round, since I know where you are staying and it's convenient for me.” “That was fun,” Rob thought. His headache was still there from his party withdrawal, but the fucking did get his juices flowing and made him feel a little bit better. He decided to go back to his own room and text Cody.

PART 10 Tom only let me taste him for a minute before pulling me off his cock and helping to lift me off the floor and onto the bed. With a somewhat serious expression on his face he commented “Chris, I swear finding you... a handsome eager young cock worshipper. I can tell how horny you are, it’s so sexy. I want you just as bad. But the first two times, we kind of just rushed and I know you were a little nervous and so I just want to talk for a sec. I want you to really understand something here. When we are in this room, anything you want to say or ask me or want to try, it’s safe for you. Don’t be embarrassed. Explore. I want you too investigate anything that interests you, for example, any of the comments you make while I'm fucking you. Think of this as the room where Chris can let himself be free to explore man sex, in a positive way,with someone that wants to share it with him.” I am not sure I can describe the effect his words had on me. Maybe like a drug? Hypnosis. Tom was a master at this, as I would think about a lot throughout our time together. He was so good at pushing me, making me want to experience more, to want more. Now, he pulled a little closer to me and made eye contact. The way he whispered the following words, last of my will just gone. “I think Chris wants to be a slutty little bottom. Is that what my boy wants?” he spoke. I nodded, but it wasn't enough for Tom. "Chris, I want you to be able to say what you want in here. If you want to suck my cock, say it. If you want your little boy hole licked and sucked on, ask me,” and then he added, “if i’m Inside you and I’m close and you don’t want me to pull out, then tell me. Just let it out. Say it.” I don’t think it’s possible to be harder than I was at that moment. “I want to be your bottom so badly. All the time. I love it when you fuck me. I love it so much,” I replied in a rush, decidedly overwhelmed by the moment. “There’s my sexy boy. My sexy little bottom boy that has the sexiest little hole in the world. Does my sexy boy want his asshole licked?” Tom asked in a firm but gentle voice. A week ago, I would have been totally freaking out if another guy asked me that question. Now, however, for reasons I couldn't articulate, I wasn't disturbed at all, and in fact the question simply drove me to whimper in reply “I need it licked so badly Tom. Please!” Knowing I was coming here, seeing him naked and hard, the room and porn playing, but most of all his words had me just over the edge. He had basically said that we can do anything and I can be as slutty as I want and it was okay. Just express how I felt. What I felt was a hunger so bad it was overwhelming. “Get up on the bed, all fours, with your knees on the edge. Yeah, and press your legs. Show me that hole,” Tom ordered. I could hear him fumble and then I felt him leaning over saying “Here sexy, your own bottle,” as he handed me a little brown bottle, "I want you hitting that bottle hard sexy. Remember what it does to your little hole? How good it felt? How it made it even hungrier?” I immediately uncapped the bottle and took two hits in each nostril. He waited though and watched as the poppers hit and I bucked a little and pushed back hoping for some attention. When none came, I didn’t hesitate. It was almost like I didn’t have a filter. “Tom, lick it. Please lick it. Please lick my asshole,” I moaned. And as I felt his hands on my ass cheeks and his breath in my ass crack, the thought and reality totally hit me, even in my poppered state. I had no control when I was in this room. The need for gay sex controlled me in here. And as his tongue hit my hole, teasing it, I was thinking of two points: first, I would insist Tom cum in my ass, and second, Tom is HIV poz.

Hey guys - staying at a hotel downtown St. Louis, Wednesday (April 18), Taking all loads from 8pm - midnight. I will be on the bed in boots, jock, harness, and puppy hood taking all the loads St. Louis has to offer!

Met up with this cocky white boy in his late twenties he said he was straight met up with this cocky white boy in his late twenties he said he was straight but I had some tea and he was interested we smoked the vowel and then I started sucking his cock he put on some gay p*** black guys f****** white twinks and he said that he wanted to try his first black cock up his ass. I told him I had a black boyfriend who would be glad to f*** him so we went over to my boyfriend's house. We all got high and my boyfriend f***** the hell out of this weight cocky virgin hole but

never been to Berlin -- don't worry -- it's definitely on my "fukkkit - bucket list" but I had an INCREDIBLE time in Barcelona, including one night when a guy from a dark back-room communicated to me (no English) that he wanted a deeper experience. It wasn't till we got back to his apartment, that I had the full realization that he was a very real pain pig, which immediately brought out the SADIST in me. The harder I ... the more he moaned until I knocked over some ceramic thing and broke it --- the fukkker almost came -- pathetic smile from him -- evil SADISTIC smile from me, and we both finally got off when I broke a wooden chair over his back.

I had no idea so many furries were into bareback fucking this much

there are no "Nazis" in our government. I'd suggest Gays who thing Trump is a "nazi" take the Muslim immigrants into their neighborhoods. Enough already.

"Take my death-cum, boy. I'm about to blow my poison deep in your guts. I'm going to take you to hell with me." Those words will forever haunt me and give me major fucking wood every time I replay that hot encounter in my mind. That was several years ago. His essence continues to 'haunt' my blood to this day. Oink.

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.

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.

2. He kissed me again and then taking hold of my thighs he pressed my knees forward into my chest and started to pull his cock slowly from my hole. I gasped as his cock withdrew leaving a cavernous void in its wake. He stopped only just before his cock head popped from my hole. With his mushroom head resting with in my quivering hole he stopped for a moment smiling at me. Then without warning he slammed the whole length of his cock back into my hole, his balls slapping against my ass as he bottomed out inside of me. I screamed, he did it again. He picked up his pace, over and over again, slamming into me harder and harder. My heart was pounding, electricity was shooting through my body, and my hole was spasming wildly around Mark’s invading cock. Sweat ran down Mark’s chest making thin twisting patterns through his thick chest hair. I was panting with each deep thrust, he was striking something deep with in me that I had never imagined existed before. As Mark hammered deeper I felt something else inside of me give, it was as if another hole had opened up inside of me my hole. His cock head kept popping in and out of that new space, going even deeper into my ass. I was convinced he had to be fucking my throat. “God your ass feels so fucking good,” he panted, sweat glistening on his strong handsome face. The smell of sweat and ass juice started to fill the room, “How’s it feel to have your ass cherry taken boy?” “I love it. I never imagined that getting fucked would feel like this.” “It just keeps getting better too, boy. After the first couple of times your hole gets use to opening up for cock. Do you want me to open you up? Teach you how to bottom?” “Yes, please, teach me.” “Alright ready for your next lesson, boy,” he said, that wicked grin playing across his face again as he continued to hammer me. “Yes,” I gasped. “A good bottom always takes his top's loads and holds them inside of him as lube for the next fucking. Do you want my load, boy?” “Yes!” “You want me to breed your sweet cherry ass?” “Yes!” “Convert you from a curious straight boy in to a gayboy bottom?” “Yes!” “A cumdump?” “Yes!” “Fucking take my load boy,” he practically screamed as he slammed inside, bursting past that second hole I had felt. His cock was throbbing and I knew that he was cuming in me. Precum shot from my cock but I did not cum. My breathing was as ragged as his was and his whole body quivered with the force of his orgasm. For several long moment neither one of us moved, Mark’s cock still quivering slighting inside of my fuck-battered hole; then slowly he began to pull out. He stopped when he got to the head and looked at me, “How’s your hole feel?” “Fucking amazing.” “Yeah?” “Yeah!” “Good.” With that he sunk his still hard cock back in and resumed fucking me. His cock slipped easily in and out of my hole which was now lubed up with a mixture of ass juice and cum. He fucked me once more like that on the couch adding another load to my guts before suggesting that we take a little field trip. He helped me up off the couch and led me to a door just off of the kitchen. The unassuming door opened onto a narrow staircase leading down to a basement. Naked with a thin dribble of cum running down my inner thigh I followed him down the stairs and suddenly found myself in a room lit almost entirely in deep red with a few bright white spots around the room. The light highlighted a sling hanging from the mirrored ceiling in the center of the room, a bench like item with what looked like cuffs and straps for arms and legs attached to it off on one side the room, a large wooden ‘X’ at the far end of the room, and a row of shelves that took up the wall with the stairs filled with all sorts of different sex toys. I gasped. “Think you’re ready to get really used?” Precum dripped from my cock and my hole twitched causing a few more drops of cum to drip from my hole. “Yes.” What had come over me? He could get me to agree to anything. He led me over to the bench, explaining that it was called a fuck bench. I laid down as instructed and my arms and legs were secured so that I was stuck with my ass in the air at perfect fucking height. Mark then lined his cock up with my hole again and slid easily inside. This was a slow fuck, he worked his cock deep into me taking advantage of the new angle to sink even deeper into me. After what must have been another twenty minutes of solid fucking I heard Mark start to grunt as he had the two times before and soon my ass was flooded with yet another one of his loads.

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)...

It DOES NOT make your cunt permanently loose and sloppy! Most guys that get fisted have more control over their cunt then those that don't. I love it both as a top and a bottom. I get fisted and if I want to I can milk and squeeze your cock like there's no tomorrow. I always ask a top what he likes. If he wants a tight milking hole I can give it to him. At the same time I can give a really big dicked guy a loose sloppy hole that he can cut loose in! getting fisted is more about having control over your hole then anything else.

Can't imagine how this never became more popular.. THREE Pozzing stories in one thread, and Each one intensely hot!!! As a top myself, I LOVE reading breeding stories from the tops viewpoint... And these three I have Jacked off to time and time again Have always hoped there may be more stories of you Pozzing up young college students.