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Payback’s a Birch (and so is my Brother) Part 6 I leaned in and kissed Tyson forcing my tongue down his throat just before I told him, “Bro, when this weekend of over, your ass is going to be bleeding com.” I then gave my little bro another slam and proclaimed, “The neg, straight, jock boy is open for breeding.” With Tyson’s drugged up jock body secured I the sling I watched as one by one my friends each took a turn at his ass. I made sure he was constantly high reducing him too nothing more than the cum dump I him to be. The only sound heard from him were moans of pleasure and the occasional response when the guy fucking him was ready to breed him to which my bro would almost beg for the top to shoot inside his ass. By the time the last guy left Tyson was ready for a break. We helped him out of the sling, upstairs and into a hot shower before I have him something to knock his ass out for a while. We all needed some rest before we'd start pimping his ass out at the various bathhouse's. Tyson sleep a good 12 hours before he finally woke up sandwiched between myself and Rod. He quickly realized that all three of us were naked. I was sure he could feel my had cock near his ass as we began to move about. What he want prepared was my grabbing him by the waist and pulling him towards me. His first instinct was one of resistance, but as the tip of my cock touched his still com soaked hole a switch flipped and the pussy boy we created suddenly pushed back to get as much of my raw cock inside him as he could. He moaned out as my cock bottomed out balls deep. Rod flipped around giving Tyson access to his morning wood while he had access to Tyson’s semi hard cock. We were a little surprised with all the Tina he had over the weekend that he was able to get hard at all, but sure enough he was spouting a decent hard on. With my cock lodged in his ass and Rod starting to suck Tyson’s growing cock, that left Rod's morning wood directly in front of my brother’s face. He seemed to open his mouth on instinct as he began to suck Rod’s cock. At first just taking the to into his mouth. Then little by little he began to go deeper and deeper until he had the entire shaft moving in and out of his throat. Rod took a moment to praise Tyson on his cock sucking skills, “That’s it jock boy, eat that dick. You know you want that dirty cum of mine for breakfast.” By now Tyson and I were really going at it. He was working his ass to meet every thrust I made. I could feel every muscle in his ass flexing as he worked to get me to cum. With Rod’s cock lodged in his throat I was sure he couldn’t say much, but I had plenty to say, “Looks like little bro is starting to like cock. I can tell your ass is hungry for another load of my special cum and from the lack of sounds your making your wanting a nice protein breakfast.” Shortly after that was said I felt the familiar tingle if the impeding orgasm and with the silks my brother was demonstrating I was sure Rod wasn’t far behind me. I felt Tyson’s ass spasm as he began to shoot his load down Rod's throat. Rod sent me over the edge as I began to fill Tyson’s ass. Tyson didn’t have to wait long before he was greedily swallowed every drop of Rod’s cum.

I'm a bartender so I work nights but I can host weekdays during the day at my place in Santa Clarita, CA. Unfortunately, the main disadvantage of being a bartender is that I'm free when everyone else is working and vice versa. I have however, thanks to a DoubleList Ad, found a fuck buddy who is able to come over and fuck me a couple of times a week. Like myself, he is married and states that condoms are a must. He's handsome, well built and well hung so even with a condom on he's a great fuck and I always cum at least a couple of times when he fucks me. He's got great stamina and loves to fuck so he's my kinda guy. But this last week, things seemed to change. He came over on Monday morning and asked that I wait for him face down, ass up but not lubed because he wanted to eat my ass. I love getting rimmed and so I waited for him on all fours. Sure enough, he came in, started caressing my ass and began to rim me like only he can. As he ate my ass, I could hear the crackling of the condom wrapper and looked back to see his shoulders moving, indicating that he was putting the condom on. "There's lube on the nightstand" I offered. "Ok" he responded, but resumed rimming me. He got up and I immediately felt his huge mushroom head pushing against my tight hole. I knew that there wasn't enough lube on my ass and the pressure hurt. I was about to complain when 2 things happened simultaneously; his cock head pushed past my hole's resistance and I felt the sharp snap of the condom breaking from the lack of lubrication and the tightness of my ass. He froze when the condom snapped but didn't say a word. I didn't want to call attention to the rubber because I've been wanting to feel his bare cock for a while now. Instead I said, "Thanks for giving me a moment to adjust, you forget how big you are ha ha." "Oh yeah, no worries. Are you ok with this?" He asked. And in agreement, I said, "Oh yeah, definitely, but please go easy, your cock can do some damage ha ha". He kissed the back of my neck and slid more of his cock in me. Once he was balls deep in my ass, he pulled all the way out and drizzled lube on his cock. I wish he'd done that before but I think that, all along, his plan had been to cause the condom to break. Soon, we were both in a comfortable rhythm and his thick 8" hole wrecker was pounding my prostate and getting me close to orgasm. By this time, I could clearly feel the ragged ends of the split condom which was now a sort of cock ring rolled at the base of his cock. His thick bare shaft felt amazing and I was loving every stroke. I told him that I was getting close and he said that so was he. A few more strokes and I couldn't hold back and I started cumming really hard and my ass tightened on his cock and essentially milked the cum out of him. I could feel volleys of hot cum spraying against my inner walls and I knew that his unprotected cock had just shot his cum straight into me. He collapsed on my back and just held me for a few minutes while his cock plugged me and eventually deflated and slipped out. He jumped up, ran to the bathroom and flushed the condom. I could tell that we were not going to discuss the fact that he had just stealth bred me. I was tempted to shove a couple of fingers in my ass and dig out his cum and show him but I knew that could potentially ruin a good thing so I just smiled as he got dressed in front of me. His chiseled torso shining with a light cover of sweat and his thick cock hanging down with a bead of post-cum on the top made me kneel before him and suck his cock head in and savored my ass juices and his cum commingled on his cock. He placed his hand on my cheek and caressed me as I looked up at him and he smiled down at me. "Thanks, I really needed that. Can we do that again on Wednesday?" He asked. "Of course," I replied enthusiastically, "you know you're welcome anytime you want to come over and use my ass to get off in." "Fuck yeah, I like knowing that that's my ass now. I'll see you Wednesday morning, wait for me on all fours but go ahead and lube up this time. I feel bad that I think I hurt you but I just needed to get in you. I'll treat your ass better next time, I promise." I walked him to the door, he squeezed my ass and said, "This ass is mine now, but I'll treat it really good." After he'd left, I shoved a couple of fingers in my ass and sure enough, there was a huge load of cum inside me. I won't say a word, but I'm definitely letting him stealth me from now on ha ha.

GENERAL RULE: "If my cock goes in, my load goes in"

Similar to a “straight” friend who KNOWS as soon as he gets drunk enough he’s gonna be in your bed, and wakes up “surprised” every time. Similar to a gorgeous but not too bright “hustler” that “only does it for money” but does it for ten bucks. Who’s hustling who there? ”There’s a million stories in the Naked City” LOL still true today.

Part 15: Decisions Are Never Easy As much as Jason loved William and Becky Garrets offer was too good to pass up. William and Becky had done so much for him. But Garrett was offering financial freedom and a home he could call his own. And Jason loved the twins but the thought of being with two gay men and sex wherever they wanted had his cock doing the thinking for him. He decided Sunday evening he would go back home and talk to William and Becky about the offer and get their input. Brad on the other hand had already made his decision. He hadn't had sex with his wife in so long that he forgot what a pussy felt like. He was going to call his wife that day but decided like Jason to wait until Sunday. In the meantime Garrett didn't push the issue. He wanted both men to live with him under their own free will. Nobody had gotten dressed from the early morning sex and each man was enjoying seeing the others in all their glory. After a few hours all three men were tired and Garrett suggested they all take a nap in his bed. His bed was plenty big enough. Garrett had a California king that even with all three of them laying in it there was still room to spare. So as each of them laid down both Brad and Jason weren't sure how to lay. Garrett suggested Jason lay next to him and Brad lay next to Jason. This sounded great to both of them. So everyone got in their position and were soon fast asleep. After a few hours Jason woke up to Garrett licking his ear and playing with his nipples. Jason let out a soft moan and turned his head to face Garrett. Garrett gave him a long slow passionate kiss and after they broke the kiss Garrett told Jason he was going to rape his ass with his huge cock. This sent shivers down Jason's spine and Jason begged Garrett to rape him. Garrett told Jason to get on his back and lift his legs up in the air like a good bitch. Jason did as told. Garrett got up on his knees and placed his huge cock right at Jason's boipussy. Garrett leaned forward and without any lube or warning rammed his cock right into Jason's boipussy. Jason cried out in pain but Garrett didn't care. He fucked Jason mercilessly. Jason's crying woke Brad up and the scene before him got his own cock hard. As Jason was crying Brad shoved his cock down Jason's throat. As much as Garrett's fucking him hurt his own cock was really hard. He was enjoying being raped by both men. Jason couldn't do anything but lay there and be raped. Truth be told he missed being used by two men at once. He tried to jerk off but Brad stopped him. So Jason just laid there now enjoying himself. Garrett leaned back a little bit and noticed his cock covered in Jason's blood. He let out a wicked laugh which got Brad's attention. Brad turned around and noticed all the blood as well. This caused him to explode down Jason's throat. When he finished cumming he kissed Jason and moved out of the way so Jason could see Garrett destroying his boipussy. Jason told Garrett to impregnate him with his AIDS cum and this sent both men over the edge. Garrett unleashed so much cum inside Jason's boipussy that it was leaking out before he was finished. Brad put his mouth around Jason's cock and swallowed every drop of his cum. After Garrett pulled out he laid down on the bed and both Jason and Brad started cleaning his cock and sharing with each other the blood and cum. Once they were finished cleaning Garrett's cock he had them lay down beside him. One on each side. Jason had then decided he wanted to be Garrett's boi and told him so. Garrett gave him a deep kiss and a hug. Brad had decided he wanted to be Garrett's boi as well but that was no secret at this point. Garrett gave him a kiss and a hug as well. Jason excused himself for a few minutes and went and called William and Becky. He told them he would be moving out the next day. He told them about Garrett and how he had full blown AIDS. They were hurt but asked that he keep in touch. He said he would and told them he loved them and hung up the phone. After a few minutes of silence Becky told William that Jason was no longer allowed around the kids. William agreed with her. They tried to find a medication that could help Jason but it seems like now he doesn't want to try to maintain his health. Becky was disgusted that Jason was allowing himself to be fucked bareback by someone with AIDS. HIV she knew could be controlled and she loved having HIV. But AIDS is nothing to play with. William on the other hand got hard thinking of Jason getting fucked by an AIDS cock. In a way he envied Jason but knew because of the kids he couldn't have sex with someone who had full blown AIDS. Jason had been apart of their lives for nearly ten years so letting go wasn't easy for anyone. Jason knew he hurt William and Becky but a part of him didn't care. He was being selfish and he loved it. Brad and Jason were happy with their decision. That is until they realize that Garrett isn't as nice as he appeared to be.

Ongoing Stealthy Fuck Buddy (Continued) Tuesday night I got an email from Adam, my illicit fuck buddy ha ha. "Can't wait to see you tomorrow, I'll make your hole feel really good." I sent off my reply letting him know that I'd email him as soon as I was on my way home, which I did. My partner leaves for work at 4:30am every day and as he was leaving, he winked knowingly and told me to have fun. At 6am, Adam emailed me to let me know that he was on his way. I don't know why but I felt so nervous that I smoked some weed to relax. I unlocked the front door, went to my bedroom and waited for him face down, ass up and lubed while I read the latest posts here on BreedingZone. At 6:20, as I was laying there pleasantly stoned, I heard the door open and close followed by the sounds of his footsteps in the hall. He walked in, grabbed my right ass cheek and started making small circles on my hole with his thumb. Then suddenly, I felt a playful slap on my ass and soon I heard the clinking of his belt as he unbuckled it and dropped his pants. "Fuck! I've been thinking about your ass non-stop." He said. He got on top of me and started kissing my neck and slid his tongue down my back until he got to my ass and he started biting and nibbling on my ass. The stimulation was driving me crazy so I turned around and told him I needed to taste him. I took his cock into my mouth and did my best to suck him the best way I know how. Within a minute he was rock hard and halfway down my throat. He started grunting and I could taste his sweet/salty pre-cum as it continuously flowed from his impressive manhood. After some time, he grabbed me under the armpits and lifted me up so he could kiss me. After we had made out for a few minutes while he kneaded my ass cheeks, he said, "I need to be inside you right now, turn around and bend over for me. Let me see that tight hole I'm about to fuck, baby". Ok, so he's not exactly Cyrano de Bergerac but his words still made me melt for him ha ha. I turned around, and placed my head and chest down while my ass lifted up in the air for him. I heard him open the drawer where I keep the condoms followed by the telltale sound of the condom wrapper and wondered why he would even bother. If he had just said he wanted to fuck me bareback, I would have let him. I felt the mattress shift as he climbed up on the bed and started massaging my buns. He used his left hand to spread my buns and guided his cock to my hole with his right hand. Then I felt it, his huge cock head touching my tight hole and beginning to apply pressure. But it wasn't just his cock head; No, it was his bare cock head. I felt the heat of his cock as he used his index finger to guide his cock into me. I was feeling his cock against my hole but no condom at all. I was a little confused because I clearly heard him put the condom on. He slid into me slowly, letting me adjust to his size at my own pace. It wasn't until he was about halfway in that I felt the shredded ends of the condom and deduced that he'd probably torn the tip of the condom, put it on, and slid it down his shaft; allowing his cock head to penetrate right through it. "Are you Ok?" He asked, once he was balls deep in my ass. "Oh my God, Yes. You feel so good!" I answered. Once I was used to him, he started pumping in and out of me. True to his word, he fucked me using a variety of strokes. From slow and gentle to a steady pounding with an occasional jab that would make me shudder as he banged my prostate. His relentless pounding soon had me on the verge of cumming and I whispered that I was close. "Fuck! I love your hole gripping my dick like that. It feels so hot!" "Oh baby, I can feel you bouncing against my prostate and you're giving me shivers." "Wow, you can really feel that?" He asked amazed. "Absolutely! It's why I come so quickly when you fuck me. Your big dick makes my ass and hole very sensitive. And one thing I really like is the way your cock twitches and throbs when you cum. I love feeling you cum inside me." And there it was, I'd said it out loud. "Fuck, stop talking or I'm going to cum!" "Go ahead and cum baby, I've got plenty of more condoms for you to use". "Oh God! You want it?" "Yeah, baby, I do! Give it to me!" I yelled as he started to buck against me. Suddenly, he slammed as deep into me as nature and the laws of physics allowed and started shooting his hot sticky seed into me. I shuddered and yelled out as my own orgasm overtook me and I shot all over my sheets. He collapsed on top of me with his dick still embedded inside me and I could feel his heart pounding wildly against my back. As we came down from our orgasm, he stayed inside me and kissed my cheek and neck. Eventually, he pulled out and rushed to the bathroom. He flushed the condom down the toilet and came back into the bedroom and lay back down next to me. Spooning me as I felt his wet cock head settle between my buns. I/ had already thought about it and decided that I wouldn't bring up his tampering with the condoms unless he did first. The way I see it, I did tell him that I'm on PrEP so he knows that I am open to barebacking. I really like the way he fucks and I don't want to ruin that by scaring him off. And maybe it turns him on to do something taboo like that, and I don't want to take that from him. "Is everything ok? You're kinda quiet." He said. "Oh definitely", I replied. "I'm just enjoying the afterglow ha ha". "Oh okay, so I didn't do anything to upset you?" "No, not at all. In fact, I loved every second of it and when you came; I imagined your sperm shooting inside me instead of in the condom. But, I know that we agreed that we'd always use condoms so I'll just stick with the fantasy ha ha." "Ha ha, yeah, you're right. But I know that your ass is so hot and sexy and fits my cock so perfectly that I imagine that it feels just like heaven bareback but I shouldn't do that, it's exciting but so wrong." "Yeah, it is exciting though". "Fuck! Look at that, you got me hard again. I'm going to have to give you my cock again. Teach you to tease me, get me all horny and hard, thinking about fucking you and filling you with my cum. Turn around!" He barked sexily as he reached for the condoms in the drawer...

I never would have guessed you were 18," the clerk said handing me back my id. With a shaky hand, i reached for it. Nervous as to what to expect and nervous I would be seen, I almost turned and just bolted. But I had waited too long. After a few hookups in the bookstore booths, I wanted to experience the baths and see if it was really true, that they were just places for men to fuck non stop. Remembering the directions he had given me, i followed the turns and found my room. I figured a room would give me a place to hide if i needed it. I quickly changed into, well, nothing, just a small towel. A very small towel that barely covered my butt it was so short. I watched porn for a few minutes on the little tv and then got my courage up to go look around. I grabbed my key and made it out and wandered thru the halls. No one in the weight room and I didn't care about the showers or bathrooms. I found my way out to the courtyard and turned around after looking briefly at a packed Jacuzzi. As I walked back in I almost bumped into someone. Looking up and down, I was quickly reduced to shyness. He was hot. Really hot. 6 3" maybe, but thin, real thin, except for his big hands and feet. His graying balding hair was cut real short. And it was pretty dark but i had a good feeling about the tent coming from the towel he had on. " Well hello there...," he said quietly in a low sexy voice. "Uh hi" i managed. " I know I would remember seeing you here before, is this your first time?" "Yeah, I just turned 18 a few weeks ago..." I said trailing off. "You are 18?" he asked, looking at me closely. "yeah, but I, i um, i kind of like guys older than me." "Like guys that are maybe 46?," he said smiling. "Yeah, just like that." I said. "Chris, my room is just down the hall, why dont we go there where we can have a little privacy and... ge tto know each other." ""Ok, " was all i said. I was so nervous, but he was so hot. And this was happening. He was leading me by my hand to his room. He sat on the bed and patted for me to sit down too. "So Chris is this your first time here or your first time?" It didn't make sense to lie. I have been going to a bookstore for a few months and usually suck or get sucked. I have gotten fucked a few times too." "Did you like that, getting fucked?" "Well kind of. It hurts a lot but felt good too. Not sure if i am too tight or condoms aren't slippery, but it feels like they tear you when a guy is inside." "Yeah, a lot of guys say that. Condoms are really uncomfortable. For the top too, let me tell you. It sure does feel better without one. have you ever tried it without a condom?" "No, i always meet guys I don't know and everyone says that you should always wear one." "Chris, not everyone says that. A lot of guys here don't use them. They think it ruins it. And a lot of bottoms decide that they want to feel the man cum in them." " But what... isn't that really dangerous?" "Some things are worth the risk maybe. You should try it, maybe you will like it." "I don't know. I don't know if I should." "Well you don't need to decide this second do you? I gotta ask though Chris, I have been wanting to since I saw you out there. Can you take that towel off? I really want to see that butt." I got up right away and dropped my towel and turned to show him my butt. "Yeah that's a hot butt. Spread your legs a little. yeah like that, now bend over and open up and let me see that little boy hole." I saw out of the corner of my eye he had dropped his towel and now turned my head to look and there it was. He wasn't all the way hard yet but it was on its way to being a perfect rock hard 9 inch cock with a massive mushroom head and big shaved cum filled balls. it was giant. And perfect. "You like that cock Chris? Like what I have for you?" "Yeah, its so big. its so big." Walking towards me he pushed me down onto my knees. He didn't have to say anything, as I immediately opened wide and took him into my mouth. Almost immediately, I lost myself in it. His cock was growing rock hard and felt so good in my mouth as i strained to take more and more of it. "Yeah Chris, you love that cock in your mouth dont you?" With my mouth full all i could do is nod my head over and over and try even more to swallow all over that massive man meat. After a minute or two, he stopped moaning and said "Fuck yeah, now its my turn to taste you." I reluctantly took my mouth off his cock, swirling my tongue around the head one last time trying to catch any precum I could and stood up. " No, get on the bed on your tummy. It isn't your cock I want to taste." I didn't understand at first; I had never had my hole rimmed before. When he pulled my cheeks apart and i felt his rough beard against me, I knew. And then i felt it. That magic feeling of a twisting and squirming wet tongue on my sensitive hole. It felt so good. And he loved it too, I could tell. He was licking and stabbing his tongue into my asshole, trying to fuck me with his mouth. I was moaning and gasping and trying not to squirm and buck too much. It just felt so fucking good. After a few minutes, he finally came up for air. His cock was like steel, and so was mine. "I am gonna fuck you now," he declared. It was not a request. It was a fact. And he knew I was going to let him. Out came the lube and he poured it into his hand and went to work working it into me slowly. He was careful not to hurt me, saying "I want to open you up slow so you can take lots of cock and don't get too sore." After getting me and my hole all ready for just about anything at that point, he began to jerk his cock off slowly, coating it with lube. Aiming it at my hole, I felt him start to press against me. "Shouldn't we use a condom?" I said. "I don't have any. Besides, it feels so much better without anything between us. Don't you want to make my big cock feel really good?" he said in a low sexy voice. He never stopped working it in either and at that moment he popped in and made it past my outer ring. As about 3 inches slid into me, I gasped and worked to relax. "Just relax Chris. I am gonna make it feel so good you will be begging me to cum inside you. But I can pull out too. Up to you. Ah yeah it feel so good. So fucking good." And he was just working his cock into me, deeper and deeper. Filling me. And i was trying to think but the need for cock was taking over and I was almost in surrender mode. Surrender happened when he announced "Fuck yeah, 9 inches of cock inside you. Do you feel that? Do you feel full of cock boy?" "Oh fuck. Oh fuck yeah" was all i could get out. As he slowly pulled out and slid back in again, I couldn't even touch my cock. I knew I would come that quickly, if i did. He started working in and out faster now, with deeper strokes. He was hitting deep and i was gasping and moaning and asking for more. "I want to keep fucking you, but i am gonna shoot soon. Your hole is so tight and eager, its pulling the cum up outta my balls." he said. It then flashed thru me again. He was barebacking me. No condom. Maybe that's why it felt so good? Maybe it wouldn't be any good if he had worn one. Instead, this feeling was magical. His cock felt so good I couldn't imagine not having him fuck me. I would hate to have missed this. His raw cock was fucking me so good and deep and sliding so smoothly. He was really fucking me now, and I was grunting and gasping as he fucked the wind out of me with every deep pounding he gave. "Oh fuck boy, I am gonna shoot if I keep fucking you like this. I am gonna fill you with cum. Or else gotta pull out." He grunted. " Don't stop. Are you clean? Like hiv?" I managed to get out. "This is poz cock you got in you Chris." And now he was pounding me. I was moaning and gasping and grunting and totally losing myself in the feelings of my hole as he pummeled it with his massive cock. "Fuck yeah. Gonna give it to you". He muttered with clenched teeth as he pounded me. "Fuck yeah, gonna give you my load. Big fucking poz load. Poz your little fuck hole up and get you hooked on getting your hole bred." "Fucking shit yeah, fuck me man fuck my fucking hole. Cum in me. Give me your load. I want it. I want it in me. I want it in me. I want it in me. I want it in me." I kept repeating that last part who knows how many times. "Yeah , fucking yeah, her it comes here it comes. Fuck yeah fucking take that poz cum. Fell that cock shooting cum in your little fuck hole. Fuuuuuuck yeaaaaaaahhhh" he almost shouted. 'Yeah yeah yeah, give it to me. fucking fuck me. Fill me up. Fill me with cum. Oh yeah, fucking give it to me." He slowed down and finally came to a stop. He still had his cock buried inside me. "I want to keep it in you while my cum soaks into you" he whispered. "Are you really hiv positive?" i asked. "Yeah i am. And I just gave you a huge load." he said. "It felt so good." I said. " " What getting fucked?" "No, when you came in me, I felt it jet inside me and felt your cock pulsing. I am glad you did that. I didnt know it was so much better bare." "Oh Chris, there are some friends of mine out there that would love to add to my seed inside you. Want me to show you around?" "Yeah, i want more. I want more now." I said.

Last week I had an early meeting in Edinburgh. I couldn't get a train early enough to get me to Edinburgh in time for the meeting and so I travelled up on the afternoon before, booking an AirBnB apartment for the night. Some years ago I spent quite a bit of time in Fife and spent many evenings in Edinburgh, enjoying the gay scene, including No 18 sauna. It's neither the biggest or most up to date sauna, but I loved the slightly seediness of both the sauna and some of its clientele! When I booked the apartment I made sure the one I chose was in walking distance of No 18, thinking I'd spend the evening there. I'd read that the building that housed the sauna was to be sold shortly, and it's still not sure whether the new owner will keep the venue open, so I thought I'd have an evening there for old times sake! Over the years I've started barebacking more and more, although my local sauna in the Midlands always seem to have far too many bottoms and I'd not been fucked in probably a couple of years. So, despite taking raw seed for many years, and fucking guys bareback, I've remained neg, probably more by luck than judgement! I'd considered getting PrEP a few times, but the small-town GUM clinic at our local hospital didn't seem to believe in the benefit of it and haven't been forthcoming in providing it. Not wanting the expense of buying it out of pocket, I was therefore still unprotected unless I used the dreaded condoms - that I detest. Condoms had also become less available in my local saunas - another excuse I know, I'm not really a chaser but the risk was also pretty exhilarating! After showering, freshly shaving everywhere, cleaning out and popping a Viagra, I took the short walk in the rain to Albert Place, glad of the heat when I entered the familiar entrance. I got the impression the facilities hadn't seen much attention in the years since I was last there, but it was warm and seemed clean. The guy on reception was quite cute and welcoming. I've always find the Scots to be very hospitable, and much more generous than their stereotype suggests. After stripping and putting my things into my locker I took a quick shower, having found doing so leaves my towel more secure. I found more guys in the sauna than I had dared to expect, particularly as on more than one occasion in the past I had found that sauna rather dead. I remembered in the past the place was pretty dead some nights. I returned to my locker and picked up my poppers and a small tube of lube, then I headed downstairs to the area where I expected to find the cubicles and dark room. An older, very skinny guy passed me on the stairs and took the opportunity to squeeze my cock through my towel, his touch and the V making my cock lurch. "Nice," he grinned, ‘I'll come and find you later." As I reached the darkroom my V induced hard-on was causing my towel to tent, and so I took my towel off and draped it around my neck as I waited for my eyes to become accustomed to the dark. A hand took hold of my hard cock, then a Scottish voice with a raspy, breathless element stated, rather than asked "You ready for some action." As he stroked my cock, he squeezed my left nipple with his other hand. Now, I have incredibly sensitive nipples that seem to be wired directly to my cock!, so I was not complaining. He moved me further into the pitch-black room where my legs found the edge of the padded bench on which I remembered having been fucked on earlier trips to the sauna. "Yeah," I answered, "but I really want to get fucked - at least the first time." His mouth was on mine. He had the stubble of at least a couple of days, and the taste of cigarettes was barely masked peppermint. As we kissed I ran my hands over his body. He too was skinny, his stomach paunched, with no real muscular definition. He had some lumps on his arms and back. I found his cock. It was hard, long, perhaps as much as eight or eight and a half inches. It wasn't too thick but was very veiny. I found the reason: he was wearing a tight cock ring behind his balls, balls that were large and as stubbly as his face. His cock head was hooded in a loose foreskin, the opening was wet with viscous precum. His fingers were at my hole. The lube I had used on myself before leaving the flat had dried a but, but fortunately the Vaseline I'd added was still slippery. "Will I be your first today?" he asked, pressing a finger inside me. "Yeah, if we fuck you'll be my first today." Then I felt another hand on my balls. Although I could see nothing and no one, someone else was apparently there as my Scot with a raspy voice was fully occupied simultaneously stroking my cock and working my ass. "‘I'm ready to fuck a tight hole," he breathed into my ear. "Your's feels perfect. I'll prepare you for the other guys." "Shit," I thought, "his finger nails are sharp inside my arse. He's gonna leave me sore," I thought. The second and third fingers he slipped into my ass quickly induced my hole to open-up properly, although the pain his rough, dry fingers was causing was considerable. A mouth found my cock, which left me thinking three guys were working on me. Next thing I knew I was turned around and pushed down to sit on the bench. Hands pushed me onto my back and other hands pulled my legs up, my ankles rested on the wasted guy's bony shoulders, his cock head seeking out my arse. "I've got lube," I tell him. "My precum is all I want," he gasped in reply, his cock making contact with my hole. He pressed forward. I could feel his foreskin roll back as his cock head passed through my stretched sphincter. It hurt, but it was a familiar hurt. It would pass. The guy gasped and thrust deeper into my arse, my my hole stretching and pulling around his cock shaft. Idly I thought "Damn, I hope his cock doesn't rip me open." He leaned all the way over, bringing his mouth to my ear, which had the effect of pushing his stiff shaft further into my arse. "Fuck mate, my bare cock feels good in your cunt," he announced, adding "I'm gonna fuck you hard." For a second I wonder what I was doing. The man was quite obviously not well. I hoped he was on PrEP. I grasped my bottle of poppers and took two long draws, one through each nostril. The chemical reached my brain and all the anxiety evaporated. He pressed his bony hands against my chest to push himself into an upright position. With another gasp, he withdrew his cock, and then drove himself back in - hard. Reaching down, I was able to gauge his dry shaft still has a few inches before he was fully buried in my hole. Spitting in my hand, I managed to lube my hole a bit in an interval between his thrusts. This time, aided by my spit, his inward stroke allowed the thickest portion of his cock to pass through my sphincter. His pubes were now grazing against my balls. He commenced a slow, steady fucking, sometimes using short thrusts, other times pulling back until his foreskin was the only bit still inside my ass. I was fortunate my my arse tends to produce it's own lube, as the pain of getting fucked was short-lived, allowing me to enjoy the sensation of his cock massaging my prostate. I snorted more poppers, my head spun. Taking hold of his bony arms, I clutched him as his sweat dripped from his head, onto my chest, onto my face, into my mouth, and, even in my eyes. My hands migrated to his shaved head where I explored his skull. He slid a couple of fingers into my mouth. I sucked with pleasure. I wanted all of this man inside my body. Again he leaned forward, but this time he asked "Are" gasp "you" gasp "on" gasp "PrEP?" I didn't reply. Obviously I knew I wasn't. The question was "What should I infer from his question?" My head shakes side to side, not really saying no, rather just reacting to the ferocity of his fucking. It was dark,. I could barely make out the shape of his body. Again his lips were at my ear. "Hope your fucking PrEP is working mate," the commented, taking a slight break from fucking, his cock deep inside my hole. "‘I'm full blown AIDS mate, viral load off the fucking scale. And guess what? That pulsation you feel in your hole is my seven day load pumping into your fucking bowels!" I feel between his buttocks. Sure enough - his arse cheeks were clenching as his body pumped wave after wave of toxic semen into me. I opened my poppers again. One, two, three, four breaths of the chemical and my head spun, my heart pumped. I pressec my arse against his pulsating cock, clenching tightly to hold him in my arse, trying to fuck back against him. But he was spent, his sweaty chest rests on mine as his body fights for oxygen. After a moment his cock, now limp after having delivered it's payload, slipped from my hole. Pressing himself up, he gave me a kiss. His drool oozed into my mouth. "Thanks mate," he whispered. "Can my buddy have a go now?" I nod. "Yeah," I told him. "I'm ready for more." As he pushes away from my he slaps my arse. I feel another body move between my legs, lifting them to rest my ankles on two more bony shoulders. My anxiety returns, soon to be quelled by more poppers...

Lol, sounds good and deal!

I never let myself cum for long periods in order to keep me in heat, hungry for cocks and to be fucked & bred. I haven't cum since August. However when a top comes and sucks me during any foreplay that totally puts me into heat. I tell them to bring me right to the edge, but don't let me go over. Got to have the pig in heat. Then I'll do anything to get that cock inside me. Only if it turns out to be an exceptionally and totally hot fuck and breeding might I allow myself to cum and that would be as part of the act, not just after. And, like you guys, once I've cum I lose all interest in being fucked for a while. Until the next time I'm in heat again. Oink!

Thanks for this second part. Just as hot as the first one. Sounds like he knows that you know what he's doing. And that implicit complicity is what makes this such a sexy mindfuck in today's mutual consent values.

Express yourself

I'll fuck you naked in just my tool belt & work boots

Last week was a busy week for me getting cock. Its funny how since craigslist stopped the personal section it can be feast or famine trying to get some cock. Last Tuesday it was early afternoon and I just finished up with a service call and was heading back to work. I was driving by my favorite bookstore and noticed quite a few cars in the parking lot so I thought I would stop in real quick and see if I could find a cock to suck. Paid my fee and went into the arcade walked around a little and found an empty booth with a gloryhole and someone on the other side. I step in and lock my door bend down and look through the hole and see a latino guy with his pants down stroking a nice average sized uncut cock. I put my finger to the hole to let him know I was interested and he wasted no time sliding his cock through the hole. I immediately started sucking his cock taking it all the way to the base. He was moaning and groaning while my mouth did its thing on his cock. He then started to fuck my mouth while his breathing was getting heavy, I knew he was about to blow. He then pulls his cock out of my mouth and starts to jack his cock real fast and I stuck my mouth the the hole with my tongue sticking out to let him know I wanted his load in my mouth. I could tell he was getting ready to blow, his cock head started to swell and his stroking pace picked up and then he moved the tip of his cock to my tongue and started to shoot ropes of cum on my tongue and into my mouth. Once he was done unloading his nut sack onto my tongue I swallowed and stuck my tongue back out to offer to clean the drop of cum still on the tip of his cock. He move forward with his cock and wiped the tip of his cock on my tongue to give me that last drop, what a guy! So he pulls up and zips up and leaves the booth and he no more than exited the booth and another guy entered the booth quickly, locked the door and started to unbuckle his belt and dropped his pants and underwear. His cock was still soft but he started stroking it as he moved it to the hole where my mouth was waiting. He dropped his half hard cock through the hole into my mouth and I started to go to town sucking him. His cock was hard in no time and it didn't take long and I was rewarded with another nice load of cum. He pulled out of my mouth pulled up his pants and exited. I looked at the time and I had to get going back to work so I left for the time being and figured I would return after work. Work was kind of slow so I was able to get out of there a little before 5 which worked out great for me. I love getting to the bookstore around quitting time and catch up with some of the straight cock looking to unload before going home to the wife. I get to the bookstore at about 5:30 pay my re-entry fee and head back to the arcade. I walked up to the first empty booth and looked through the gloyhole to find a guy standing with his pants down and jacking a nice hard cock. It was a little above average and had a slight curve up. I unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants let them fall and knelt down in front of the hole so he could see my face at the hole watching him jack his cock. It didn't take him long to notice me at the hole and he pointed his cock to the hole and moved forward sliding his beautiful cock through for me to suck. I wasted no time sucking his cock taking him almost all the way down to the base. I would pull his cock out of my mouth and lick and suck on his ball sack a few time and go back to sucking his cock. He was really getting into it and began to fuck my mouth with his cock. I was just getting used to his rythm when he pulled his cock out and turned his hips a little then pointed his cock back towards the hole. I knew what this meant and as I was standing up I spit onto my fingers and lubed my ass with my spit before backing my ass to the hole. My ass no more than hit the hole and I could feel his cock pushing against my ass. I moved my hand back and guided his cock into my hole and with a groan he pushed his cock all the way into my. Damn that felt so good and his cock was sliding in and out of my hole. I just stayed bent over as he drove his cock into me. I could hear his belt buckle hitting the wall between us as he fucked my ass real good. He started to pick up the pace with his cock fucking me faster and faster and I could hear his breathing getting heavier and heavier and then I heard him grunt as he pushed his cock as deep into me as he could go. I could feel his cock head swell up and I could feel his cock pulsing as he pumped rope after rope of cum deep inside of me. I really love the feeling of a cock pushed deep inside of me as its loading my ass with cum. He slowly pulls out a little and pumps my ass a couple of more times before sliding out of my ass completely. I quickly turned around and put my mouth up to the hole and he let me clean his cock. After cleaning his cock we both pulled our pants up and exited our booths. I move to the next booth and closed the door as someone else entered the booth on the other side of the hole. He wasted no time pulling his cock out through the zipper of his pants and sliding his cock through the hole for me to suck. I didn't even have time to drop my pants, I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth. He must have been real horny because I was rewarded with a nice creamy load of cum in less than 2 minutes. While he was putting his cock away I walked out of my booth and moved to the next booth. I looked through the hole and there was another guy standing with his pants down stroking a really nice and hard cock. I immediately dropped my pants and got down on my knees with my face and mouth to the hole. This guy wasted no time in sticking his cock through the hole and offered it for me to suck. I was just getting started sucking his cock when he pulled out and turned around pulled his ass cheeks apart and moved his asshole to the gloryhole. I took a deep smell and his ass was clean with very little odor. I started to lick and tongue fuck his ass and he was moaning and loving it. He let me rim his ass for a few minutes and pulled away turning towards me stroking a rock hard cock. I just knew this guy was wanting to fuck me so I stood up and turned my ass to the hole. I didn't lube my ass with spit because my hole was still lubed with the first guys load of cum. I spread my ass cheeks moved my ass to the hole and he had no problem finding my cum lubed hole and slid right inside of me. Damn that felt good as he started to fuck me with a nice rythm, in and out. His started to fuck me faster and faster, this guy was on a mission to empty his nut sack. With a final hard push and a loud grunt his cock was deep inside of me pumping his load of cum to mix with my first load of cum. After he finished unloading inside of me he pulled out and I hurried and dropped to my knees so I could clean his cock off but he was in a hurry to get his pants up and get out of the booth and out of there. Must have been the after cum "what the fuck did I just do" remorse. So I pulled my pants up got myself straightened up looked at my watch and noticed I had only been in the bookstore for about 40 minutes and I had two loads of cum in my ass and one load of cum in my stomach. With the two loads I swallowed earlier in the afternoon That makes three loads down my throat and two in my ass. I decided to call it a day and go home to get some dinner. As I was saying good-bye to the store clerk I could feel the loads of cum slowly oozing out of my ass. I had a hell of a time keeping them in me as I drove home with a look and feeling of satisfaction....

I would call it ‘stealth’ for sure. When I went on PreP, my sub boy who I’ve been cumming in for 7 years decided he wasn’t comfortable with my very active phase and asked I use condoms. I had a great time trying to make condoms break, and found some brands are MUCH more delicate. A dab of crisco on the inside lubing my cock worked too. He felt every damn one when it snapped though. (Not that I would have taken advantage.) He misses being cum-filled. It’s only a matter of time. The other thing I love about your story is that moment where the fucking goes from ‘safe’ to satisfying. I have a couple of fuckbuds who I once used to fuck with condoms. Both I just went for it eventually. Get horny. Tease their holes by rubbing my precumming dickhead over it. Instead of stopping to put on a condom, I just kept going with both guys. Ahh push it in bare. Ahh yeah. in and out. Ahh think of how much better the skin on skin is . . .and kept on bare fucking until cummingdeep in each. And with both men, we have never gone back to using condoms. So horny- having a man want my dick that much. So horny - having a man change his limits mid fuck because how much he wants it to happen. And especially so horny when the fuck is so good and so intimate that the little layer of latex gets in the way.

Welcome brother

PART 5 He continued working on my hole and added a 2nd finger and looked me in the eyes as he told me, “Yeah, I am poz. And I wasn’t joking, I do shoot a really big load when I cum. And I never pull out. And Chris, I want to fuck you full of cum so badly, but if you aren’t sure or it scares you, it’s ok to leave still.” My pulse was racing and it felt like he must be able to hear my heart beat. I was scared. And nervous. And excited. “I am scared. I should be more scared though. But I can’t help it. I want you to fuck me so bad. I do. I want you to.” I whimperedas his fingers worked my hole. Upon hearing me give him permission, he jumped up and grabbed two things, lube and something else in a little brown bottle. I felt his fingers rubbing and working the lube on and in my hole. “I know you have that cum in you, but my cock is pretty thick and is a tight little hole. I want to make sure you can take lots of fucking tonight... we don’t want to wear your hole out too quickly.” I just nodded. I didn’t want it to end early. I didn’t know how much lots of fucking was. I had never gotten fucked twice in a day ever. And now i was about to take my second raw cock in an hour. “Chris, sit up just a little. I have something for you to try. I like them but bottoms love them, and I mean love them. They are called poppers. Totally safe and I promise you will really like it. And they will help you take my big cock inside you.” I kind of knew what they were but wasn’t sure about the whole thing. He took care of that by pushing one nostril closed and holding the bottle under my other nostril while saying, “Take a nice long slow breath. Now two more. Good boy.” A few seconds later and bam, my body was experiencing new ecstasy and I was feeling a hard cock head poking at my hole. “Are you ready to get fucked baby? I have such a nice big poz load to share with you. Do you want it? Do you want me to put my poz cock in your hole?” He was pushing a rubbing against my hole and with the poppers and everything I lost any last control. “Fuck me. PLEASE! Just please fucking fuck me with your poz cock. I do want it. I want it all just like you said.” As I heard myself, I couldn’t believe it. I had just blurted that out. But it was true. And it was ok because Ron understood. He knew what I wanted. And he wanted to give it to me. I knew that. He wanted to make sure I got his poz cum inside me. And at that moment ,any last thinking was gone as his cock punctured my ring and slowly worked into my eager and now starving hole. I tried to relax but it felt so good my hole kept clamping down on his cock. “ Chris, your hole is so amazing. So tight and so hungry. It is just pulling my cock in. Feels so good.” He moaned and continued, “fuck yeah, all the way in. God this is such a nice little hole. Does your hole love my cock?” He was now starting to work in and out, slowly picking up speed and doing longer strokes. I was already totally lost in the fuck. His thick long cock was working my boy pussy perfectly. “I fucking love it. Love your big cock. Don’t stop. Just please don’t stop.” I gasped. He was now really fucking me. I was grunting occasionally and as he started to really pound into me, I found myself again gasping as he fucked the breath out of me with every deep stroke. “Fuck baby, your little pussy feels so good. I can’t hold it much longer. Tell me how bad you want my poz load. Earn it. Tell me how bad you want me in you forever,” He grunted. “I need it. I fucking need it. Please please I want your cum. I want your cum in me so bad. I won’t let any out. Please Ron, please let me have your poz load.” He was going all out now, just pounding my hole. It was almost too much and if I hadn’t been so high on fuck endorphins the pain would have been too much. Instead I took it all and found myself blabbering over and over, “poz load. Poz load. Poz load.” “Oh fuck yeah boy, here it comes. You’re gonna get it. Fucking big poz load. Gonna poz you up. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Take that fucking load! Feel that poz cum filling you up,” he cried out collapsing onto me. His cock continued to throb and pulse as the last few drops of his precious poz sperm emptied in my Now well used and fucked hole. My cock was rock hard and leaking like crazy but I didn’t care. All my focus was on my hole and how full it felt and how deep Ron’s huge cock was in me. And I thought how deep his sperm must be. And how even immediately after him cumming and with his cock still hard and in me, I wanted more cum. And wait why was it going on head all of a sudden the word poz in front of cum. I had gotten fucked twice now bare and knew I could never give it up. But wanting the guys to be poz? Where was that coming from? I wasn’t sure and wasn’t sure I wanted to think too much, I just knew these guys had changed me. They had shown me something and now I needed it. Being fucked by a hot older poz guy and having him cum in me was the hottest thing I had ever done. And then I shocked myself when I looked at Ron and said quietly “thank you.” He looked down at me. “You love having my poz babies swimming in you dont you? God I knew when I saw you, you were going to be special. I bet you are still hungry. Aren’t you? You want another hot guy to fuck you full of cum don’t you?” I nodded intently. “ Even if he is poz?” Ron added. Again I nodded intently. “Good boy,” he said as he leaned in and kissed me.

PART 2 As I started to cAtch my breath, the knowledge that an HIV positive guy had just cum inside me hit me more. I was still riding the waves of pleasure from getting fucked though and looked down at my still rock hard cock and realized I had completely ignored it. It hadn’t mattered to me. All of my pleasure had come from my hole. And that pleasure had been more amazing than anything I had ever felt. I knew I couldn’t not have more, whatever the risk was gonna be. He had lit a fire in me. His hard cock had. And his cum. His hot cum that was hiv positive and currently soaking into me, my body absorbing it. As his softening cock slowly slid out of me, I immediately instinctively clamped my hole shut. It seemed important to keep it all in me. “Chris, that was the hottest hole I have fucked in years. I swear, your hole gripped my cock like you literally needed it in you. And i’m So happy you decided to let me breed you and give you my cum. It’s a special bond we have now. You have my seed inside you, my essence.” I was so happy. I was a good bottom. He had loved fucking me. “I couldn’t help it. Once you were inside me, it felt so good. And I didn’t want it to stop. And... I don’t know why, but all of a sudden it just seemed like I needed your cum.” I was embarrassed saying the last part. I couldn’t understand it really, I just knew what it felt like. And at the time, something clicked and I needed it. I would have begged if I had had to, but didn’t say that. He looked down at me and smiled. “My boy found his inner cum slut. I knew when I saw you that you would be special. Some guys get fucked and some guys are bottoms Chris. You are a bottom. Bottoms need cock in their holes. They don't use condoms. Taking cum becomes an addiction. A need. I have a feeling my cute young friend, that your hole is going to need lots of hot cum to be happy.” As I lay on the thin mattress with a near strangers cum flooded in my hole, my cock still hard, what he had just said ran in my head over and over. I had been fucked before and it had been just ok. Not great at all. The fucking I had just taken in this tiny little room had been the exact opposite. It had been the hottest sex I had ever had or even thought of. I had never felt so alive, had never wanted a cock so badly. And it had occurred to me more than once, a guy with HIV had shot a huge load in my ass and I wasn’t scared or freaking out. I was grateful. It was like.... it was like he had showed me the secret. “I don’t even know what’s happening, but I can’t help it. Nothing ever felt that good before.” Now he rose off the bed and looked at me intently. “My boy has a look that is telling me his hole is still hungry.” I nodded, a little embarrassed to admit it, even to him. It was all so new. “Let’s go find you a nice big cock to fill you up again. Do you want that? To feel another man’s cock throbbing as he shoots his sperm into your willing little ass?” My eyes big, my cock like steel, I rose off the bed too and took his hand as he opened the door and began to lead me down the narrow hall towards whatever or whoever was next. I was scared and nervous, but most of all excited and horny. And I knew I wanted more.

As I lie here browsing Breeding Zone, it occurred to me that I probably don't have that long left. With that in mind, why don't I tell my story? It all began 6 years ago in earnest, but the situation I find myself in has probably been set in stone for the entirety of my life. 6 years ago, this was me: I was 23, I worked hard on my body, and made sure I looked good. I was training to be a nurse, had a boyfriend, house, car, the lot. Life was going well, and the sex with my boyfriend was fantastic. However, there was a part of me that he could never fulfill. It wasn't a part of me that I ever thought would be fulfilled. I used to fantasize about being pozzed. The thought of it drove me wild. Only ever a small thing at first, a thought that would drift into my head on occasion if I was jacking off, but later it became all I could think about. The thought of toxic death being pumped into my hole - heavenly. The fantasies grew, and I used to jack off thinking about getting knocked up and then pozzing my boyfriend. Obviously I could never tell him this, and as much as I loved him he had a real bias against guys with HIV. I knew that this was a secret I had to keep to myself, but as I fucked his ass at night I used to pretend I was putting him to death as I cummed. Things changed when I got into work one cold, January morning. I was on assignment in a dermatology ward. Mostly spotty teenagers and old women with psoriasis. I was bored, and I'd told my boss at the time that I wanted a new challenge. "Good news, we're moving you", she said. I could tell she was delighted - she hated me, and the feeling was mutual. "Where am I going?" A smirk crossed her face - "There's a hospice downtown that needs a new nurse". Bitch. Hospice duty was notorious for being an awful assignment. Death all around, people at the lowest ebb of their lives. You were told as a junior nurse to try and avoid it at all costs. How ironic that that's where I now find myself... Anyway, off I went to the hospice. It was in a fairly run down part of town. I sent my boyfriend a picture that morning: And he sent one back: Fuck he was hot - I made a mental note to not even say hello when I got home that night - I'd push him into the wall and fuck his tight hole until I exploded. I messaged back, 'Make sure you're lubed by 6pm x' and put my phone away. I could smell death as I headed into the hospice, and my inappropriate horniness soon died away. It upset me, the poor souls in here at the end of their lives, but I tried to put on a brave face. My new boss was a mousy little woman, and you could tell that the stress of working in this place for years had got to her. She perked up a little bit when she saw me though. I could see her, looking at me in my tight uniform. 'You're barking up the wrong tree dear' I thought. We did the rounds, checking in on each patient. It was mostly older patients, and mostly women. I did my introductions and we checked vitals. "Now," the boss said. "This next patient - I want to warn you, this is a sad case. He is in the advanced stages of AIDS". I felt my cock jump, I couldn't help it. "This particular strain is a nasty one. No medications have worked for this patient. He was diagnosed as HIV+ 10 years ago. His condition has deteriorated at a phenomenal rate". Why oh why did I have such tight pants on? My cock was rock hard and I was praying she wouldn't notice. I moved the clipboard in front of my crotch. "He has no family or friends it seems," she whispered. "He looks awful, I'll warn you. You must take extreme caution around this patient. Gloves to be worn at all times please. He has a number of other STIs, but we can't treat them as we don't think his body could cope with the medication at this stage. He's very near the end". We walked in to see the patient. He looked awful. Skeleton thin, lesions all over him. He coughed, a long, raspy rattle that made it sound like his lungs were trying to escape through his throat. He looked over at me and his eyes lit up. He smiled a toothless grin. He was 50 but didn't look a day under 90. "Hello," he whispered. "Good Morning Mr. Pearce," the boss said as she pulled on some gloves. She nodded towards to glove box and I started to put on a pair. "Please..." he rasped. "Call me David". We did his vitals, which weren't great, and as I made notes I could see him staring at me. Mentally undressing me. My cock was aching, trying its best to force its way out of the fabric of my pants. What was I thinking? This man had a fast-acting strain of HIV. He was dying of AIDS. But my cock didn't care. It wanted him. I decided to be daring, and I moved the clipboard. I could tell he noticed my straining cock straight away. He licked his lips greedily. I put the clipboard back. "Who is your friend?" he said to the boss. "This is Nurse Bateman, he just started with us today". She had a way of talking down to patients that was starting to annoy me. "Good Morning David, nice to meet you". He flashed me a wicked smile. "The pleasure is all mine". We finished his checks and the boss gave him a little something to help him sleep. Before I knew it it was lunchtime. I hurried to the toilet and locked the cubicle door. My pants were down in seconds and I was milking my cock, thinking of David, imagining riding his toxic cock. I cummed hard, just as my phone buzzed in my pocket. It was the boyfriend. "How's the job going?" Just then, a wicked plan began to form in my mind.

2018 will go down as worst year for Internet porn. No Craigs. No Tumblr. Really don't understand how less-BigGov types in America can't see this as MORE Big Brother regulation.

This may sound strange and even disgusting. I can't help it. There's this fantasy I have where a guy doms me and has my cock and balls cut off and turned into a clit. Don't get me wrong... I do NOT WANT TO BE A WOMAN! I love my penis and balls! Yet I have this fucked up fantasy of being a two hole man. I know I'm crazy right! Jesus!

#masctravelingpup Certainly not. Bring it on ?

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Great hookup and story bud. Yes, often "fear" the very large cocks and hard fucks, but know that it's my destiny to take them. Love presenting as you did. I only hope and pray (and make clear beforehand) that they work this pig's tits in advance which totally brings it into heat and open for cocks and breeding. Oink!

As far as I know, he's negative. We're both married and socialize in the same circles so I believe him. We've discussed him having told me that in one of our post-fuck chats. He feels that having cum inside me gives him a right to claim my ass as his own because now he's marked my ass as his territory. I asked him specifically because I had the same thought you did. We're at a weird point where he won't admit it but he doesn't want anyone else to fuck me and I think that subconsciously, it's why he's trying to "impregnate" me. I might be overanalyzing the situation but I'll just enjoy what we have and live in the moment.

Went out Saturday. Hit up a club with a friend. Spent most the night dancing and skimming his drinks until I had a good buzz. I started noticing a guy checking me out. He was mid 30s, stocky but not fat, Shaved head. Cute. Eventually he starred grabbing his crotch when I would look his way. I nodded and started working my way from my friend. He led me to the smoking porch and to a side door to what look liked a utility closet. As soon as the door shut, he jumped me and we started making out. Within a few minutes, we were naked, I was on my knees sucking his 8in and thick veiny cock. I tried to take as much of it as I could but it was huge. Eventually he wanted in me. I tell him he's going to have to open me up some. He flips me around and starts fingering my hole. 1, 2, 3, 4 fingers in and he can't wait. I fill the head push against my hole, raw! He pulls out a small tube of lube and pours it over his dick and starts sliding it in. I'm trying to be quiet, but it's hard to when you have something splitting you open. Eventually he gets the head in and waits. I start pushing back on it and he shoves it in! I let out a yelp and try to relax. Then he starts fucking my ass. At this point, I'm sure I'm bleeding, but it felt so good. After a few more minutes of him pumping into me, I feel him quicken and then, he dumps a huge load into me. I hold it and he spins me around to clean his cock. Sure enough, blood was on his dick. I clean it, and he dresses and leaves. I hung out a few before dressing and meeting my friend. Turns out I spent the rest of the night with a wet spot in my pants as his cum leaked out my wrecked hole and down my leg.

NOTE: As I suspected I might, I've broken the finale into two parts. No sex in this chapter ... more of a narrative / move the story toward the conclusion kind of thing. I've left the title as originally planned (still kind of fits I guess). Anyway, I will get the final final chapter up as soon as possible. -------- PART 6: JARED WAKES TO UNPLEASANTNESS — Wednesday — Jared turned it off the alarm on his phone, rolled over, pulled the covers over his head, and went back to sleep. He had got back to his room in the student hall at around 1AM and the tears had returned as soon as he closed the door. Tears only made worse when he thought about what he had done in the park toilet. He felt filthy. Ashamed. Condemned by Heavenly Father. He had finally fallen asleep around 5. His sleep was tainted by troubling dreams: Seeing Ryan in a bar but his friend couldn’t — or wouldn’t — see or hear him. Old men rubbing their dicks against his butt, whispering they would fuck him as they had fucked Ryan. The unseen man in the toilet last night fucking him through the stall calling him all sorts of foul names. And, through it all, Hal kept appearing. With his smirking face. And his voice dripping with venom: “You’ll thank me some day.” He finally woke again around 11 AM. He had missed class but couldn’t bring himself to care. No. Instead his mind was flooded with misery and remorse. “What was I thinking?” He moaned aloud. The sting of Hal’s betrayal felt more distant today, but no less painful. Almost as painful was the way he himself, in that park toilet, had betrayed everything he was ever taught, everything he believed, everything he had ever told other people to do. Was he some sort of degenerate capable of such things? Someone who had fallen so far from god that he would allow himself to be used like that. “The wages of sin is death….” He quoted. Romans something or other. His seminary teacher had drummed that into their heads the year they had studied the New Testament. Sin separates you from Heavenly Father and being separated from Heavenly Father is death. That lesson had stuck with him. All these years. Even when he realised and accepted that he was gay. And now he had wallowed in sin like a pig at a trough. He picked up his mobile to call the bishop. He needed to confess. To repent. But…. wait. What if he was excommunicated? Cast out of the Church. What would his parents say or do? Would they cut him off? Reject him? No. He needed to stop. Think this through. He would confess and repent. Of course he would. But… just… not yet. He put the mobile phone down. Sunday. He would talk to Bishop Robinson then. — Sunday — Jared squirmed during the closing prayer. As he had squirmed through the entirety of sacrament meeting. He had never felt so uncomfortable sitting in Church. Not even when he came to terms with being gay. There was an itch deep in his butt that wouldn’t relent no matter how much he squirmed but he just put it down to shame about what he was about to confess. And fear about what would happen after. Sinner. Degenerate. Unworthy. So hard to focus on sacrament meeting over the voices in his own head. Shouting at him. Echoing. “… Amen.” Finally the closing praying ended. “Amen.” The crowd echoed. And then people were up, moving, and leaving the chapel. Jared sat, waited, letting the crowd thin slightly. Procrastinating his humiliation for couple more minutes. The bishop was still on the stand chatting and laughing with his counsellors… so he had time. Finally, with a sigh, he stood and started making his way forward to catch Bishop Robinson before he could leave. “Jared….” A very familiar voice called from behind him. He paused and turned to look at Ryan. He wasn’t sure if he was more relieved to see him, more angry at him, or more surprised. Ryan hadn’t come to Church since they arrived in Manchester after all. “… I’m so glad to see you.” Ryan finished. “Are you?” Jared snapped. Ryan sighed. “You’ve been avoiding me and giving me the silent treatment for over a week now. Haven’t I been punished enough?” “What is it you feel you need to be punished for?” “Hell if I know…. you tell me.” “Don’t swear in here.” Jared scowled. “I’m sorry, it just slipped out.” Ryan looked around, embarrassed. He might not consider himself mormon anymore but the lessons of a lifetime in the church still lingered of course. When he continued his voice was quieter. Almost a whisper. “I just don’t know why you are mad at me. Is it because I went into the… you know.. the sauna.” “I’m not sure I want to hear about it. And I need to talk to the bishop anyway.” “Oh. I think you’ve missed him.” Jared turned back to the stand and, as Ryan had said, the bishop was nowhere to be seen. “Oh hell.” Jared muttered. Ryan couldn’t suppress a laugh. — 20 minutes later — “I didn’t LET him… ” Ryan hissed. “… I was sleeping and he did it. I woke up in the middle of it.” It wasn’t quite the truth, perhaps, but it was what he had chosen to tell himself. And Jared. “Oh, Ryan.” Jared’s face was white. “I’m so so sorry. I should have been there for you. I shouldn’t have assumed…” “Let’s not talk about it. I don’t want to think about it.” They sat quietly for a moment. Ryan took a sip of his latte. Another sin Jared’s internal voice noted. but he immediately felt guilty. He needed to support Ryan, not judge him. “Let’s talk about your week instead.” “Oh. Um. You know. Nothing much to say.” Jared wanted to tell Ryan. Tell him everything and cry on his shoulder. But he didn’t know how to start. Ryan would never look at him the same way. And he didn't think the could take that yet. He would tell Ryan soon, he promised himself. Soon. NEXT: REVELATIONS (The finale to this story)

Lets plan something for a group of poz or poz chasing bottoms. Then we can advertise for toxic tops to come by to breed. I will host or get a suite at a hotel in SF or San Jose. Who’s interested?

Been awhile since I posted on this thread...I've had some fun here and there over the past few weeks, but nothing I felt was worth posting. Yesterday I went down to Indy with the intent of having some fun (next weekend I'll be back down there, but with a female friend to do all the holiday shopping/shows and such). I attempted to line up some fun in advance, but of course nobody would commit to anything. I had signed up for a BBRTS party on the north side of town, and CumUnion was also happening that night...so I figured one of those would work out if nothing else. Grindr came through for me, though. Awhile back (maybe August?) I went down to Indy on a Sunday and within 30 minutes of sitting at a fast food place eating lunch, I lined up about 3 hookups in a row for the afternoon before I drove home (posted about it on this thread). Yesterday was almost a repeat of that. * First guy was a hot daddy type on the west side of town. I had talked to him before I got on the road, but didn't officially decide to go over to his place until I was almost down to Indy. He was recently out of a LTR and turning slutty. He was very verbal, kept saying how good my cock felt in his hole. Bred him and stayed inside for a bit until I went limp. Had a nice, intelligent debate afterwards about open relationships...good guy. * Went downtown and was sitting at a Starbucks and sure enough Grindr started exploding a bit. Had about 3 options to choose from, two of them had given me addresses that were within a 5 minute drive from where I was. Picked one, drove over, walked up to the apartment building door and was messaging him that I was there - radio silence. (and it was freaking cold out too) He finally messaged something like, "roommate came home unexpectedly". *eyeroll*...I've heard variations on this one quite a bit. Thanked him for wasting my time and asked the other guy if he was still free. He said yes, went over there, he sucked me for a few minutes, then turned around on his bed and I slid in and fucked a load into him. He was also on BBRT and we talked about the party that night - he wasn't able to go because a friend was coming into town. (looked up his profile later and saw that he was vers top...he had a great hole for being more top!) * met up with a buddy that I had met at CumUnion the previous month at his hotel - just caught up socially, had a snack at the hotel's happy hour, and then we drove up north to the BBRT party. My buddy wasn't feeling it, but I was. About 8 guys (out of the 25 that had signed up)...4-5 bearish types, a couple BBC, and a hot white otter type. Got my dick into 3 asses, sucked one of the BBC, ate out the otter's hole...but didn't cum or eat any loads. My dick wasn't cooperating very well, probably because of the action earlier in the day. Buddy and I left to go have dinner, and we heard awhile later that the party sort of fizzled out soon after we left.

Hell yes, EMBRACE it! I was in the same shock as you as I've been getting older and these young hot guys were hitting on me. I was never into older guys myself when younger, so it didn't make any sense to me why these hotties would be hitting on me. Even though my body looks younger I am ALL daddy from the neck up - typical wrinkles and totally S&P hair that I have never tried to cover up. A few years ago I started putting my face out there on every site or app UNLOCKED so guys can see what they're getting and NOT hit me up if age is gonna rule me out. But it seems like the older I've gotten the more and more young guys are hitting me up. The minute they call me Daddy, I know the age difference is a turn on for them and I start calling them "boy". I used to think they were looking for a sugar daddy and was on guard, but that really hasn't been the case at all. They just wanna hookup and move on, and some are fuckbuds that keep cumming back for more. Some are tops and some are bottoms. I have friends my age that say they're 39 online, and I tell them to put their real age - otherwise they just look horrible for their age LOL. I turn 54 next month and can't wait for the meter to automatically click up......I thought sex would dry up after 50, but the opposite has happened......I'm enjoying it while it lasts, but I keep thinking it's gonna end. Glad to hear you're over 60 and young guys are still cumming after your ass

My eyes had now become more accustomed to the darkness in the room but I still could really only just make out shapes. I could tell that the guy now standing by the fuck bench was much darker skinned than Bobby, the AIDS ridden man who had just filled my arse with his toxic load. But it wasn’t until this new guy leant forward to speak to me that I realised he was West Indian. ‘Hey, I’m Devon’ he told me, ‘You liked Bobby’s cock then?’ he asked as his fingers entered my hole. ‘His cum feels hot in your arse, ready for another load?’ Sitting up I reached out to this big black guy, I found that he was much less skinny than Bobby. He had a mat of short curly hair on his chest and his arms were strong and muscled. But it was when I reached his cock that I found his greatest attribute. I gasped and he chuckled. ‘Think you can handle it?’ he asked. ‘How big is it?’ I asked, astonished by how thick and long it was. It seemed to pulse in my hand and I found that my fingers didn’t reach around the shaft which started thick but widened even more at the centre before tapering off toward his balls. But it was the head on it that was so amazing, it felt like an apple under a thick foreskin, it must have been twice as wide as his shaft. ’Near 11 inches’ he drawled, ‘and not many guys manage to get the head through their ring first time, well not easily’ he laughed. I had to taste him, I leant forward and tried to take that enormous knob into my mouth. I slid his foreskin back and nursed on his glans, he tasted strong, manly, his pre-cum was metallic as it coated my tongue. It felt enormous in my mouth, I wondered if it really was too big for my arse. He pushed me away. ‘I’ll stretch your throat open later if you think you can take it, but it’s your arse I want first. I want to sink my cock into Bobby’s cum and make sure it’s massaged nice and deep inside you.’ He knelt down, lifting my legs so that he could rim my hole, cleaning away Bobby’s cum that had leaked from me. Then he stood and we kissed, him sharing the cum and arse juices that he had just collected. I could taste my arse, Bobby’s cum, Devon’s mouth, our tongues duelling as we devour each other. ‘I love Bobby’s aids cum’ he tells me, as he collects more on his fingers and feeds it to me. ‘I’m high VL too, not been on meds for months, but not nearly as high as Bobby is.’ My stomach tightens again, what the fuck am I doing here? Should I get out now? But my cock was as hard as I have ever felt, the eroticism of the scene, my arse still tingling from being comprehensively bugged just a few minutes before and the anticipation of trying to take this monster inside me. Once more the brown bottle comes out, I take a couple of draws on the bottle before offering it to Devon, thoughts of making my escape gone. ‘I want to fuck you without for now’ he tells me, ‘the poppers will make me cum too quickly. But you keep them to hand, you’re gonna need them mate.’ He roughly lifts my legs back up, making me fall back on the bed. I manage to open my lube bottle and slather some onto his cock, but then he’s over me. I feel his bulbous cock head against my ring, starting to stretch me open. He presses harder, I feel my hole stretching to the maximum, but I’m not open enough to let him in yet. It starts to hurt like fuck, it feels like my ring will tear apart if he goes any deeper. ‘Take some deep breaths of your poppers mate’ he tells me, ‘then let me know when you are ready for me to try again.’ I take deep breaths from the poppers bottle, feeling the chemicals course through my lungs into my blood stream, reaching my brain, I try to will my arse to relax. ‘I’m about ready…..’ I start, but am stopped as Devon pulls back before viciously ramming forward. It feels like a cricket ball is rammed through my muscle, I actually scream with the pain, I wonder if he’s torn me. My ring clamps back behind his cock head, I feel my arse muscles twitching around the shaft itself, that alone being bigger than any I’ve ever received before. He pauses with his massive cock head just inside me. ‘Fuck, you bastard’ I cry through my tears, ‘I wasn’t fucking ready!’ He laughs. A deep sinister sound. ‘You’d never have taken it if I’d not made you, mate, and remember, it’s gonna hurt just as much when I pull it out!’ My head spins with the sensations, I start to wish I’d not come here tonight. But I realise that this is what I really do need, what I’m meant to do. I’ve always known I will get knocked up sometime, I’ve barebacked for years, so what better way than this? And I can always go to hospital in the morning to get PEP if I want, but I know already that I’m lying to myself. Devon presses forward and drives more of his shaft through my obscenely stretched arse. I think that no cock will feel the same after this. It feels like a mini fist is travelling through my rectum, that enormous cock head pushing past the fragile tissue of my arse, forcing a path to open up around it. I’ve never felt anything like this before, I’ve never been fisted and never done it to anyone else, afraid of the damage that it seems to do the guys who do. After this I reckon I could take a fist if the hand was small enough Devon starts working my hole with his awesome cock, he would push a couple of inches in, then draw back out. Then harder in again, then out until his cock head was pulling my sphincter out. Then that ride back through me, pushing even deeper into my guts. He reaches a stop. I feel him press against the rear of my rectum causing a dull pain, surely he can’t try to get more in? He pulls out, then aims his cock to one side, pressing hard against the wall again. And again he drives and again it stops, he tries again, battering, bruising, it fucking hurts. ‘Woah, no more’ I tell him, ‘that’s as far in as I can take.’ I push against his chest, try to stop him pounding my guts. I realise now that he’s stronger than I thought, so much stronger than I am. I’m truly at his mercy, I have no way to stop this big guy raping my hole. I hear him chuckle again, coldly, determined. No words, he just continues to pound the wall of my intestines, I worry he’s going to rupture something inside me. His strong arms are holding my legs against his chest as he rams again. And again. Trying different angles. I consider shouting out, shouting rape, would anyone stop his brutal assault? Suddenly his cock finds an opening, I feel a deep, different ache as his cock head forces through a restriction inside me, I know he has passed my second opening. I’d heard of guys doing this but hardly even believed it was possible. But I know for sure that this is what is happening, that his cock head is forcing its way into my intestines, stretching me internally. It still hurts but it’s different, a stretching sensation that I’ve never felt before, more like it’s something that shouldn’t happen, but not really painful. His cock head is managing to straighten my intestines, allowing him to slide in deeper. Then I feel it, his scratchy pubes pressing against my tender arse ring, I know I’ve taken him all. He rests a moment, his cock cooking inside my hot bowels. I realise that there are shadows all around us, there must be eight or ten guys watching. I reach out, feel a leg, a cock is put in my hand. I draw it to my mouth and suck it, it tastes of arse, of lube, I know I’m sucking a cock that has not long been inside another guys hole, its uncut and I lick under the foreskin, cleaning fuck knows what from around this anonymous guys cock head, his balls smell of fucking and sweat and cum, this is the sleaze that I love about this place. Other hands are massaging my nipples, I feel a hand trying to reach under Devon to feel my stretched hole, squeezing his balls. Someone is trying to suck my cock. Devon pulls his cock head out of my deepest ring, I feel a short relief but immediately he pushes back in. He repeats this, the sensation making me buck against him, relief and then pain, again and again, I know he is stretching me open, I feel him loosening me up. Then he starts to fuck me. His strokes get longer and longer, each time he bottoms out inside me, soon he is pulling all 11 inches out to the maximum, then making long slow strokes back into my intestines, undoubtedly driving Bobby’s toxic seed deeper and deeper into my body. His cock head repeatedly drives past my prostate, then back into me, then out to my arse ring to stretch the muscle outward. He is driving me to distraction with the mixture of pleasure and pain, the overriding sensation is pain, it hurts but I fucking love the hurt, my bowels being churned, tissues being bruised, muscles forced to open against the natural control of my body. The hands continue to caress my body, my nipples are twisted and squeezed, another cock is driven into my throat, balls against my lips, hands feel Devon’s cock, as he slides in and out. I hear one guy say ‘the whore is taking it bareback.’ Another guy tuts, sounds disgusted. My legs are free, sometimes I squeeze them around Devon’s body, sometimes he grabs them, I am wet with my sweat, I feel Devon’s sweat drip onto me. He starts to get faster, I don’t know how long he has been fucking me, his cock is driving now like a big piston, his cock head driving through me, he is groaning, someone is wanking my cock, then they squeeze my balls, a shot of different pain, but the cock in my mouth stops me complaining. It’s a long thin cock, the guy pushes it into my throat and holds it there, cutting off my oxygen, before pulling back out. My whole world is these cocks, these anonymous men using my body, nothing else matters. Devon takes a slightly different angle and his cock head smashes into my prostate, my cock jerks as I shoot off volley after volley of cum, my hole unable to clamp down means that my orgasm is intense and seems unending. The pressure of my hole around Devon’s shaft makes him slow, then he rams deeper than ever, if that is possible, he bellows as he shoots his seed, toxic waves of semen, I don’t feel it but I know that his cock head is again deep inside my intestines. Surely his cock head must be blocking the semen from returning, so it can only travel deeper into my body. I remember him telling me about his high viral load, I realise that there is no stopping the virus that is being injected into the deepest recesses of my body. Absorbing through the walls of my intestines, into god know how many tears, cuts, abrasions that these two guys have caused inside me as they pounded my guts. I black out. I guess the mixture of Viagra and Poppers, the lack of oxygen from the cock in my throat, the intensity of my orgasm. I come to, my hole is empty but within seconds a cock is pushing in, smaller, not so long, I realise its another man A voice at my ear, Devon’s. ‘Never fucked a guy that deep the first time he’s been with me before, mate. Think my cum must be up in your stomach! These guys are queueing up to have a go, that ok with you?’ I think that I’ve really had enough. The cock in my arse isn’t doing it for me to be honest and I think about rolling away from him. But I feel him ram deep into me and cry out as he has already reached his climax. I snort more poppers, the thought that I’ve taken three loads of strangers cum and there were more waiting made my cock harden again with excitement. Fuck it, I think. I nod. ‘Yeh, I tell him, I want everything they can give me.’

I went out last night and met a buddy for drinks. We hit up a local dive bar that my buddy knows the bartenders so we could drink for essentially free. The main bartender was tall and slim but toned and apparently we had met before. I felt bad because I didn’t remember but apparently I was very drunk and had let him fuck me in a bathroom stall at one of the other bars he was working at at the time. Oops. My buddy ended up grabbing an Uber to go see a guy he was talking too on Grindr. I stayed and ended up talking to the bartender until he was cut. He asked if I wanted to keep drinking at his place and we headed out. At his place, we smoked some weed and he started rubbing his dick through his shorts. I couldn’t help but stare as he started getting hard and he told me to take it out if I wanted. I took the invitation and started to suck him. His cock was long, 9 inches or so and thick. I was in awe of how big it was for being such a skinny guy. As I was licking his balls, he slide a hand down my back and started rubbing my hole. The weed had relaxed me and my hole was easy for him to slide a finger inside. He said how hot it was that I was moaning on his dick as he fingered me. That’s when he mentioned our last meeting in the bathroom stall. I totally did not remember any of that but then again, it was a phase where I was taking dick in a lot of bathrooms and dark rooms at the time. We moved to his bed and he pulled out a butt plug and worked inside of me while I continued to suck him. He kept using the plug and played with my hole for a long time before he pushed my face down into the sheets and started grinding his cock on my hole. As he did this, he asked if I’d be cool with going raw like we had before. I only moaned he took that as a yes and started to push his cock into me. He was huge and thank god for all the prep on my hole before because he was really splitting me in half. Once he was in, he basically went to town on my ass. Pounding me while holding my head down into the sheets. He didn’t say a word and all I could hear were his balls smacking my ass. It went on for what felt like forever before I felt his cock start to swell and he started shouting fuck over and over again as he unloaded his cum deep inside me. He was dripping sweat off his brow onto my shoulders as he kept slamming his cock into my very sore hole, shooting forever. Finally he clasped next to me. We made out some more before he asked me to stay the night and we fell asleep after that. My alarm went off at 6 and I started to grab my clothes so I could get home, shower and head to work. He woke up and told me I couldn’t leave yet, pulled his sheet down and said I had to take care of his morning wood. I climbed back on the bed and started sucking him again before he pulled me up, aimed his dick at my hole and made me sink onto it. I rode him for another 30 minutes or so before he came again, really slamming his shooting dick up into me. When I slid off of him, cum just spilled out on his lap and made me clean him off before I could leave. I ended up having to call in late to the office and am completely sore and worn out. He text me after I got into work and told me to come by the bar again tomorrow night when he’s working so he can have another go.

Had house guests (a hot gay couple. let's call them "the guys") over the weekend, and holiday parties to attend. Friday night, the guys arrived late, so we just had a few drinks and relaxed. Then got naked. The guys tag teamed myself and my partner, going back and forth between us before we each got a load. Saturday night, we had dinner, then went to a holiday party, where I met a hot 28yo. Handsome, bearded, beautiful ass in tight jeans. Ended up bringing him home with us, plus a friend. The five of us ganged the hot boy's ass. Then Sunday night, we had a few friends over for dinner. Turned into a hot group session in our shower, with one buddy getting his ass piss fucked (LUCKY PIG), and others (including me) getting fucked. Took two hot loads, from one of the guys and a hot hairy bud. Fun weekend. All unplanned, which makes it even hotter.

5pm hit on that fateful day 6 years ago, and I couldn't resist taking one last look at David before I left. He was sound asleep, but he looked worse than when I saw him earlier that day. He was having a fitful, disturbed sleep, and my cock stirred as I watched. My phone buzzed, a pic from the boyfriend: 'Just finished at the gym - horny. Hurry up! :p' Fuck. My cock was raging all the way home, thinking about how hard I was going to fuck him, as well as how hard David had made me. As I went through the door, I didn't even speak as I pushed him against the wall. I turned him around, slipped down his shorts and slid my cock into his tight hole. 10 minutes of frantic fucking later and the boyfriend was well and truly bred. We fucked again that night as we got to bed, and I have to admit my mind wandered to David more than once. After a busy week, I have to admit that I didn't get to have much time with David. We had three deaths that first week, all older ladies, and I have to admit that working at the hospice was taking its toll. I hated my old boss for sending me here, and was looking forward to my next rotation. I had headed in one Sunday morning, bleary eyed, and in desperate need of coffee. The boss came over. "Mr. Pearce has asked for you. I have to admit that I very much doubt he has long left. If he survives the night, it'll be a miracle". I was stunned, and I have to admit that it gave me pause for thought. "Why does he want me?" She looked over her mousy glasses with her mousy eyes. "I don't know, but I'd like you to stay with him today. It's just me and you in but the rest of the patients are stable". I headed to David's room and knocked. He looked dreadful, but he managed to lift a hand and beckon me in. "Th - thank - thank you for... coming" he managed to wheeze. I dispensed with the gloves and sat down next to him, holding his skeletal hand. "How are you David?" He looked at me for a while and smiled. "Ready for the end". He seemed at peace, which was good, but I was surprised. "Are you scared?" He seemed to think about it for a moment. "No, I made my decision and I don't regret it". He winced in pain, and I smoothed what little hair he had left. We sat in silence for a while, my semi-hard cock making me blush. How could I be turned on by a man who was suffering like this? None of it made sense, but David's condition was what I had dreamed for myself so many nights with my cock in my hand. The door opening startled me, but as the boss walked in she didn't seem to notice. "I'm heading out to lunch, please bleep me if you need anything. Nurse Bateman will stay with you Mr. Pearce". She looked at my hand, holding David's. "Gloves, Nurse Bateman," she stayed sternly as she headed out of the room. "She's right," said David. "You should wear gloves near me, I'm toxic". I shook my head. "I don't want to wear gloves". He smiled wickedly. "Not afraid of the bug then?" I paused for a second. "In fact, the bug turns me on more than anything". He looked at me slyly, his grin betraying his cracked and toothless gums. "Oh, so you're a chaser then?" I'd never described myself as a chaser before, but I decided that now was as good a time as ever to seal my own fate. "Yes, I am". I put my hand onto his stomach, feeling it heaving slowly under the blanket. I worked my hand down slightly, towards his cock, and as my hand brushed it I could feel it pulsing, rock hard and straining against the blanket. "Are you- are you sure? A young, healthy boy like you, this strain will eat you alive". My cock jumped, and I nodded as I rubbed his cock through the blanket. "I want it". He smiled at me. "Strip for me - sl-slowly". I stood up, and took off my tunic. He gasped as he saw my skintight t-shirt, and he moaned slightly as I peeled it off slowly. I kicked off my shoes and then undid my pants. I peeled them off slowly, and stood back up, the cold of the room making me shiver slightly as I stood in my black briefs. I turned around, and pushed down my briefs, bending over as I took them off. I could hear David playing with himself as he watched, and as I turned back around he had pushed off the blanket and had his cock in his hand. It was rancid, and I could smell it from the middle of the room. It was covered in lesions, and sores, and puss filled blobs. The boss was right, David definitely had other STIs. Gonorrhea for certain, as well as herpes. I suddenly felt strange. My healthy body, which I had looked after for so long, was about to be corrupted. I was at the height of health and fitness, and I was about to destroy it all. A voice was screaming at me, telling me to put my clothes back on and leave, but my cock was pulling me forward. I climbed onto the bed, and took David's cock in my hand. A pus filled bulb popped as I stroked it, and I took the pus into my hand and fingered it into my hole. I was invading my body with disease, and my cock strained harder than it had ever been before. David looked at my body hungrily. "You are stunning". I smiled as I shuffled forward, taking his hands and putting them onto my chest. "Enjoy my body," I said, as I lined his raging cock up against my ass. This was it. No turning back after this. I was about to seal my fate. I was about to introduce a fast-acting HIV strain into my body. It was going to feed on me, my body the perfect vessel for such a deadly disease to do its work. I shook as I took the plunge, sliding down onto David's shaft. I could feel the swollen head pushing into me, and as my hole gave way I felt another pus bulb pop. The pus made it easier for the cock to slide into me, and I reached around, taking the pus and rubbing it along my cock and into my slit, making sure it infected me all over my tool. David moaned as he fondled my body, and I rocked up and down on his cock gently. "Are- you-you- sure?" I nodded silently, and moaned as I clamped down on his cock. His head was rolling around, lost in sexual ecstasy, I was frantically beating my cock, excited to shoot my last neg load all over David. I knew that he would enjoy that. I worked more of the pus into my cock, rubbing my hands over his lesions and then over my body. I was lost in it - I wanted disease. I wanted infection. I wanted my perfect, healthy body to be destroyed. And I wanted to do what I suspect had been David's work and spread it as much as possible. I was grinding on David now, my body making hard, rhythmic movements as his diseased cock impaled me. "I'm close - are... you sure?" I looked deep into his eyes. "Yes, please, please, cum in my fucking hole!" He grinned, fondling my body harder as he started to moan louder. "Oh fuck..." he said. "Oh fuck this is it". I rubbed my cock harder than I'd ever rubbed it before. "Please yes! Oh please, fucking cum in me! Cum in my hole!" His head lolled around, and his hands clamped down on my pecs as he screamed. "I'm cumming!" My last ever neg load spurted out of my cock as David shot my death sentence up my hole. I felt his cock spasm as his toxic cum poured into my guts, and my cock continued to explode as billions of viruses flooded into me. I leaned down to kiss David, a long, deep kiss, making sure I rubbed my lips and tongue over his huge, seeping cold sore. We lay for a few minutes, him stroking my hair as I let his cum pool inside me. I realized that the boss could come in any minute, so I climbed off of David, cum pouring out of me. I caught as much of it as I could and fingered it back into my hole as I headed over to the bathroom at the side of the room. I splashed my face with cold water and washed my hands. I took a good look at myself in the mirror. 'Fuck' I thought. I could feel my cock hardening again as I thought about what had just happened, but I knew I had to get back to being a nurse - unfortunately. I went back into the room and gently cleaned David up, tucking him back in. He smiled at me wistfully, and I quickly got dressed. "Thank you David - thank you". I pulled my t-shirt back over my head. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did". I put my tunic back on and made sure I looked presentable. "Is there anything I can get for you David?" David?" My heart sank as I realized he had passed away...

The request is ridiculous from the outset. If a bottom is going to take you raw, he’s going to be accepting your fluids throughout the fuck in the form of precum or early cum leakage even if you do pull out before ejaculating. If he’s trying to stay safe from STDs, he can’t have all the fun and none of the risk. If he’s prepared to take the cock bare, he should be prepared to take the load. He’s not going to end up with a kid in 9 months.

Well, there have been instances where I've been at a bathhouse or sex party and been fucked by nine to ten guys in one visit, but the most memorable gang bang I've experienced was some six years ago, the first time I agreed to be an anon cum dump for a voyeur. The voyeur in question was a cute Russian guy in Brooklyn, New York, in whose apartment I was staying at via Airbnb. He realised that I was predominantly a shy guy and took time to open up, so he suggested that I let him arrange a gang bang with the choicest of his horny top friends who he would invite over on a Saturday evening, letting me know I wouldn't have to be a part of any awkward introductory conversations or chit chat. All I had to do was to clean up, take a shower, blindfold myself and be on all fours inside the bedroom. As I don't drink nor smoke he suggested I sniff on poppers, suggesting they would help me relax. I took a whiff one night before the gangbang and felt a warm rush taking me over for a few minutes which I quite enjoyed. So ... the evening was planned. He didn't tell me who was coming, how many guys, let alone what the guys looked like. Nothing. He simply asked that I trust him, and I did. At 6:30 P.M. on the designated Saturday evening, I took a shower, and afterwards moved into the bedroom where I lay on the bed. I purposely left the bedroom door slightly ajar. Around 6:40 I heard the doorbell ring and the voyeur buzzed someone into the building, stepping into the bedroom to tell me to be ready. I put on the blindfold and got on all fours. My heart was beating fast as I was super excited and extremely nervous. I heard a couple of voices including that of the voyeur. The wooden floor boards creaked as an unknown number of guys entered the bedroom. A couple of hands started feeling up my body, one exploring my ass and teasing my rosebud hole. One of the men exclaimed "Ooooooh. so tight." Another voice advised "Don't be afraid, boy. You'll have a good time." As I heard the quiet rustle of clothing being removed and the muffled clang of belt buckles, the voyeur whispered into my ear "Don't worry, but unclench when the guys enter your ass." He even assisted me in taking a huff of poppers by shutting one nostril of mine and offered my a whiff of poppers. Again I felt that (now familiar) warm rush. "Good boy, open up and take in these meaty monsters. I'll keep making you sniff on poppers and sip on water every now and then," he recommended. I nodded in agreement as several fingers lubed my hole, and for better or worse, before I could totally take in the sensation of my hole being caressed by those thick fingers, I felt a salty thick sausage-like cock rubbing on my lips. I took it in. The cock was, I think, a nice seven incher. In any event I could easily deep-throat it, although when he began ramming his cock into my mouth I braced myself against the guy's beefy thighs. Meanwhile, as all of this was happening, I felt a big cock enter my ass - slowly and patiently. While the poppers were wearing off, still I fully enjoyed the sensation of being stuffed simultaneously from both ends. About that same time, while I am not sure I heard the doorbell ring again, but I was definitely aware when I heard a couple of new voices. The guy who was fucking me took this opportunity to announce "I don't wanna come so soon," withdrawing his cock from my ass. However the cock in my mouth blew a nice warm load into my throat. As I swallowed the load, enjoying the taste, the guy I had just blown patted my head saying "You are so good boy." Undoubtedly as intended, I felt confident and appreciated. I was also excited at the prospects of what was to come. The voyeur/host came around to provide me with poppers and just as I inhaled a HUGE cock plunged into my hole. I screamed and in the upset the bottle of poppers was accidentally dumped on the bed, so we were surrounded in a cloud of popper vapors. "Don't worry, man, just relax and enjoy the new cock inside your hole," my host advised, with several other voices offering similar suggestions. A hand on my head slowly positioned my face so I was immersed in the popper-soaked mattress. I took a huge sniff. Fuck, I didn't realise how strong and hard that big sniff would hit me. After that the whole evening was somewhat of a blur. Cock after cock entered and pounded my ass and / or my mouth. One after the next. An hour into the session the voyeur asked me if I wanted a break. I replyed saying I needed to piss. One of the guys in the room remarked "You don't actually need to piss, it's just a phantom sensation because so many of our cocks have been hitting onto your bladder." Still I asked for a break and one of the guys held my hand, walking me (blindfolded) to the bathroom, telling me to knock on the door when I was ready to rejoin them, and one of the guys would guide me back. He also recommended I drink more water. As soon as he shut the door, I took off the blindfold. The light made my head spin a bit. I sat down on the toilet, feeling cum dripping down my leg. I cleaned up a bit, took in a few deep breaths and looked at myself in the mirror. I had hickies all over my neck and chest and arms although I honestly didn't recall any of the guys sucking and chewing on my nipples. Speaking of my tits, they looked like a sexy sea of red marks. A broad smile born of being very pleased with myself crossed my face. Getting to the task at hand, I quickly washed my face, re-doned the blindfold, and gave the signal I was ready. In the few seconds that passed before the door opened the doorbell sounded. A new group of guys had presumably arrived, ready to stretch my hole. When the door opened the voyeur asked "You ready?" as he took my hand and led me back into the bedroom. A new voice spoke-up, apparently that of the new arrival, who also apparently needed to use the loo. "Whoa! This boy is cute. I need to fuck him up." He pinched my nipples which caused me to squeal. He laughed in his sexy deep base voice and kissed me. In that quick kiss I could taste the cigarettes and alcohol on his breath. The voyeur host snickered as he pulled me away towards the bed. The new guy smacked my ass as I stepped away from him, apparently his mark of approval. Once back to the bed I got on all fours. Someone's cock promptly entered my mouth, but after a few strokes withdrew, as if it had been asked to take a pause. I realised the host wanted me to sniff a new bottle of poppers one of the guys had provided. A few sniffs, and I was back to sucking the latest cock. The deep voiced new guy came to the bedroom and greeted the other fellows. I am not sure how many guys were in the room at this point but I heard at least five voices, one of which was the host. The new guy was an Alpha Male who openly declared he wanted me all to himself for a few minutes, although he graciously invited the other guys to watch. The guy I was sucking withdrew from my mouth, whereupon the Alpha Male turned me around, instructing me to lay on my back. To my surprise the Alpha Male opened by sucking on my nipples like he was milking them. This drove me insane. He followed-up by passionately kissing me. Again I tasted more of the cigerette / alcohol combination. Now the Alpha Male was on top of me, his big, hairy, bulky body holding me in position. I loved being submissive to him. Placing my legs on his shoulders his cock violently and without any foreplay entered me violently. Now, I'd cleaned up the lube and loads from earlier, so my ass might have been a bit dry, and to be sure, my ass was sore, so although the Alpha Male had a cock was probably a seven incher, it stung like a nine incher. As I screamed and instinctively tried to push him out, but the Alpha Male snapped an instruction to another guy to control my arms. Now my arms were being held immobile above my head. Mercifully the Alpha Male considerately paused in pounding my ass, instead licking my nipples, his cock still lodged in my hole, effectively calming me down as my ass adjusted to his cock. Within a minute or two my ass muscles had relaxed, and, his cock still deep in my hole, the Alpha Male invited the other guys to join in. My arms were released and we got back to business. Once again, I sniffed on the poppers like my life depended on it. I felt both a major rush and an incipient headache. My mouth was also quite worn-out as I had been deep-throating almost non-stop since the first guy. At some point I found myself back in doggie position, having taken load after load from at least four guys. Approaching complete exhaustion I announced "Hey, guys, I'm really out steam. Can we stop?" The deep-voiced Alpha Male, however, wasn't having it, and enticed me by caressing my whole body and suggesting "Let's do one last thing. How about a DP?" I was too tired and honestly intimidated by the prospects of trying to take two cocks in my ass simultaneously, so I took a deep breath and answered "Would you mind if we tried that another time?" The guys were super sweet about it, and recommended I rest while they all cleaned up. The voyeur offered to escort me to the bathroom, but I declined, and lay back, promptly falling asleep. Sometime later I awoke and, removing the blindfold, saw I was alone. I could, however, hear voices in the hallway. A glance at my phone told me it was 11:00 P.M. Texting the voyeur I asked if I could come out. "No, I'm coming in," he replied, adding "please put on the blindfold if you're not wearing it." I complied, and seconds later he entered the room explaining they had checked on me a couple of times, and as I was sleeping peacefully they thought they would let me rest a bit. "How long was I out?" "About half an hour," he answered. That meant the gang bang had been going on for four hours. "Hey, look, all but three of the guys have left, but we've ordered pizzas. Why not get a shower and afterwards join us for a bit?" Pizza sounded really good. I showered, dried-off and stepped out to the hallway. Three burly black Brooklyn guys were seated with the rather puny-looking Russian voyeur host. All four guys gave me a comfortable smile, and welcomed me. One of the guys asked "How's that ass feeling, boy?" I recognised the deep voice of the Alpha Male. I smiled, and may well have actually blushed. We enjoyed the pizza and, as I washed my face and hands one of the two Brooklyn guys left, leaving the Alpha Male, another black guy, and the Russian, all of whom were sipping on a beer. The Russian then asked the question for which, I think, everyone was waiting: "Would you like to go for another round with these two?" My only question was "Do we have more poppers?" All three guys smiled. "Give me two minutes and I'll see you in the bedroom. No, I'll feel you in the bedroom. P. S. - According to my host, the total number of guys who opened my hole that evening: 11 .

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Paybacks a Bitch (so is my Brother) Part 3 Tyson looked you at me as I continued to fuck my I un medicated poz cum into his formerly straight (and eventually to become his formerly negative) ass. After I left home I met a number of older men who introduced me to the party scene and it didn’t take long before I was pozzed. In fact a pozzing party was held in my honor when I agreed to be the star of a porn video that would capture the event. I made some good money on that video along with a second one I’ve done where I finally showed my silks as a top. Some of my friends wanted me to record my brother’s transformation from straight jock to poz, bottom cum dump. Since I was practically ‘raping’ him I felt that it wasn’t a good idea to record the events. My cock was still rock hard (thanks to Cialis) and I knew I needed to take this to the next level and start the mental aspect of his transformation. This was going to require slamming him into the stratosphere. With the Tina he consumed through the Gatorade and from my shotguns I hoped for an easy time administering his slam. Luckily I planned for this and had a friend hiding in a bedroom upstairs ready to help me slam my brother. Rod was listening in and was set to join us when I stared the metal aspect of transiting Tyson. As I Looked at my brother I asked him, “How are you liking that cock of mine inside your no longer straight ass?” Tyson definitely seemed conflicted as he struggled between the pleasure he was receiving and the idea that he was having gay sex. That question also was the signal for my friend Rod to join us as I pushed his legs back a little more keeping him pinned on the couch as Rod quickly place the tourniquet on his right arm and swabbed a good vein. Tyson started to object, “What the fuck are you doing?” Rod was very skillful as he slid the point in, registered the familiar flash and face Tyson a big slam. When the tourniquet was removed Tyson coughed out hard as his brain tried to wrap around what the Tina was starting to do to his mind and body. I felt his body convulsed with each cough as I felt the chems take effect and see the change in his face as he rode the rush of his first slam with more to come. Rod prepared to give me my slam as I held my cock still inside my brother. I knew the slam would release the fuck beast within me and that Tyson was about to be on the receiving end. I’ve been told by the that bottomed for me after I have worked tell me what a brutal pounding that received from me after get fucked. But they all enjoyed it as well so I figured as long as Tyson was kept high and horny had learn to enjoy getting his hole wrecked by his older brother. With Tyson intently watching, Rod applied the tourniquet, swabbed my arm and administered my slam. As he released the tourniquet I felt the Tina moving into my chest as I coughed out a could times. I leaned I and gave my brother a deep kiss forcing my tongue deep into his mouth as I began to fuck him spent at first until I broke off the kiss. Then with my face still close to his face I began to fuck him when more force. The animal within had been released. Rod was familiar with my beast, had been on the receiving end numerous times, in fact, he was one of a few guys who preferred me in beast mode. He too had his own animalistic way of fucking that I liked being on the receiving end. Tyson was going to learn that a hard pounding made for a good fucking. As my tweaked out brother took the full onslaught of my 8+” cock he was still trying to grasp a hold of everything he was feeling from the drugs too my cock reaming out his now well fucked hole. I continued with the mental since I knew it would work better with him in this tweaked out state, “Fuck Tyson, I can tell your starting to really like getting fucked by a real man. Before you know it you’ll be begging for any guy you fuck and breed your ass. You’re not going to be satisfied with pussy, you’ll only get satisfaction for a cock in your ass. And just wait until you learn how to suck cock.” With that said Rod climbed on the couch, straddled Tyson’s chest and began to feed him his 9”, uncut cock as I was getting ready to breed my brother again. Tyson seemed to start to gain some sense of what was going on as he began to moan when every thrust of my cock or maybe it was the cock starting to work its way into his throat. I knew Rod and he eventually demanded a cock sucker's throat. As I was about to bed my brother with a fourth load (I’m good for five or six) I let him know, “I’m going to breed your ass again Tyson. You’re learning quickly that you’re nothing more than a cum dump. Ready or not here comes another dirty load of my cum bro.”

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I go over to the stairs and go down. At the bottom, a balding man is tucking his shrt into his trousers. He grins at me and gives me a thumbs up. I can smell the place, a mixture of poppers and piss and damp and hear the unmistakable sounds of men having sex - groans, sobs, and the slapping of skin on skin. I go into the dark area next to the cubicles. The young man is there, only he is entirely naked and his clothes are scattered on the piss-soaked floor. He's bending over sucking Bill's cock as he leans against the sink. Behind the lad, a skinny man with his trousers around his ankles is fucking hiim in the arse, one hand around his waist and the other pushing the twink's head down onto Bill's cock. Bill sees me and grins. There are other men watching and waiting in the cramped area as they wank their cocks. The man in the boy's arse starts to thrust hard, working himself to a climax. " Gonna cum!". His whole body shudders and I watch his wrinkled buttocks clench and relax, clench and relax as he squirts his cum in the smooth young body. For a moment I feel guilty. "Should they be doing this?". A short, flabby man in a singlet is standing next to me. His arms are covered in old school tattoos and he has heavy steel earrings. He leers as we watch the skinny man pull out and drag up his trousers to his waist. " Too late now." He says, undoing his belt and opening his trousers. " He's probably already pregnant" He gets behind the young body and slides his cock between the sweating buttocks. The pressure forces out a drool of cum which drips out to join the puddle of spunk on the floor beneth them. The boy releases Bill's cock, gasps for air, and whispers "No more..please. No more..." But Bill jams a bottle of poppers under his nose and the lad sags in surrender as Bill pushes his cock back between his lips and the tattooed guy starts to thrust rapidly back and forth in short, urgent strokes. "Oh... uh... yeah." He gasps. " Take it you little bastard! Take my dirty cum!" With that he gives a loud cry and pushes hard against the bending body as he empties himslf. Then he pulls out and staggers upstairs without another word, dragging his trousers up as he goes. Bill smiles at me, nodding towards the boy's rear-end. I can't resist. I push my trousers and pants down and get behind the young man. His bottom is running with sweat and sticky with sperm which drips steadily from his gaping, brutalised hole. Bill offers me the poppers. I take a deep sniff, then slide into the warm, silky wetness as the solvent explodes in my brain. It's filthy, animal sex as I work myself to a climax, groaning with pleasure as I breed him, until my cock explodes and my sperm gushes out to join the rest swimming in his youthful rectum. At last I pull out. My cock and belly are covered in sperm and lube so I go over to a cubicle and use paper to clean off. Bill is now behind the young man, pushing his head down into the basin as he fucks him. I dress and head upstairs where I find most of the guys have left. The barman gives me a beer. "I guess he's getting a right seeing-to down there, eh?" He says. I nod in reply and he gives me an evil grin. "You'll have knocked him up alright." I raise an eyebrow as I sip my beer. The fat barman pushes up his sleeve and reveals a black bio-hazard tattoo. " I know you're in the club, matey. I seen the way your looks have changed the last few month since you've been coming here." From the basement comes a loud grunt as Bill orgasms I smile and raise my glass. "Yep," I say. "Here's to the club."

...so now its nine months later and I'm poz of course. I'm not on meds yet and have lost a lot of weight. My friends have noticed my sunken cheeks and have expressed concern. I'm back in the bar, perched on a stool with the other trolls living only for the evenings after work when I can go out into the night in search of depraved sex. At the far end of the bar, Bill has managed to engage a young man in conversation. The lad is no more than 18 or 19 and I guessed he was probably a new student at the University. Short, smooth skinned and fair he is far too angelic to have ended up here, but the spiders felt the stirrings on their web and were moving in. I could tell he'd had a bit too drink already and Bill is buying him shots. Other men have clustered round them smiling and chatting, but their eyes glittered dangerously and I know the twink is lost if he doesn't leave soon. He whispers something to bill who nods to the basement toilets, and the lad staggers off and descends the stairs. Bill winks at me and jerks his head towards the basement. The barman gives a filthy laugh and then Bill heads off to the stairs, followed by the rest of the trolls. I finish my beer and then head outside for a cigarette. It's a sultry, dark, moonless night and I feel sweat in my armpits. After a while, I grind the butt into the gutter and go back inside. The barman's busy stocking the chiller with bottles, and no one else is around. I

I left him after that, too tired, sweaty and sore to carry on. He kissed me and said he hoped to see me again. "In the meantime," he said, "There's a sauna you might like. Very friendly and a bit more comfortable than these places!" He gave me the address and I headed back to my hotel for a hot bath. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and said again "what have I done?" But it was too late now and I couldn't forget the sheer excitement of all those men in me, the evidence for which squirted from my arsehole when I sat on the toilet bowl. Work kept me busy for the next week, but then I had an evening free and remembered the sauna. "why not?" I thought. " it'll be less sleazy but I can relax a little." I looked it up on line, and the description made my heart skip a beat. It was reviewed as "dirty" and "sleazy". Most people said they had been once, and never again as it was "full of old men" Someone even said they'd got a dose of clap there. My hand was shaking. Relaxing? It sounded more like a pig paradise. I went out after dinner and, although I had the address and a map, it took me a while to find it down a sidestreet near the docks. There was a windowless building with a nondescript door with the word sauna on it with an arrow pointing to a buzzer. I buzzed and heard the door unlock. I pushed it open and went inside. There was a counter and aother door beyond it. A middle-aged guy leant on the counter. "Hi" I said," How much is the sauna?" "Fifteen,"He replied," But tonight is one of our special nights, so its 20." "Special nights? What kind of special night?" He looked curiously at me "Tonight is the monthly HIV night." I swallowed. "Oh, right. Do..do you have to be HIV positive to come in?" He laughed. "No you don't. But the fact you had to ask means you're not - right? I shook my head, shaking with fear and excitement. "I don't know. Here's the 20" He shrugged and buzzed open the inner door. "Your choice, kiddo. Have fun. By the way, it's also no towels, naked only." Inside was a small changing room with lockers. It smelled of body odour. A couple of guys were getting changed and I glanced over their naked bodies, white and flabby like slugs, and felt my throat go dry with lust. I stripped and noticed a grimey bottle attached to the wall upside down with "Lube" on it in felt pen. I squeezed a dollop onto my fingers and smeared it between my buttocks then, with a deep breath stepped out of the changing room feeling vulnerable and excited in my nudity. There was a small area with a steam room, showers and a toilet. The filthy carpet was wet beneath my feet. A staircase led up into darkness and I made my way up, eyes not yet adjusted. There was a corridor with rooms off it. The only light came from flickering televisions showing porn. Nude men lay face down on the beds inside, legs spread hopefully. I made my way further along the corridor feeling my buttocks sliding against each other with the lube until I came to an open space with a large, round, leather couch in the centre, two slings in the corners and, like the others, lit only by a porno movie on a TV screen on the wall. It was packed with naked bodies, pale flesh glistening in the light from the TV. Both slings were taken, the men in them both with someone between their spread legs clearly fucking them as their arses swayed back and forth. The crowd seemed to suck me in, and I shuddered at the touch of the sweating bodies I knew to be diseased. The atmosphere was heavy with poppers making my cheeks feel flushed and my heart begin to pound. Hands were all over me, feeling my thickening cock, squeezing my nipples, probing my arsehole. I found myself next to the bench on which pale, flabby bodies writhed and groaned, some on their knees offering themselves to the circle of watching men. Someone kissed me, and I recoiled at the thought of his diseased body, then felt myself letting go and with a groan I kissed him back, feeling his tongue in my mouth and a beard scratching my chin. He pushed me back onto the bench in amongst the naked bodies and raised my legs. In the dim light I found myself looking up at a short, fat middle aged guy with heavy rings in his sagging nipples and old school tattoos all over his body. He grinned, revealing stained and broken teeth, and shuffled forward, holding my legs apart as he got into position. I felt the first thrust of his surprisingly thick cock, and felt a moments panic. I could kid myself that the other times I might have got lucky and got away with it but this was the real thing. I was about to be fucked bareback by an HIV positve man. Two men either side took over holding my legs as he leant forward and clamped a poppers bottle to my nose, holding one nostril closed so I had to take a big hit. As the chemical coarsed through my body, I felt my inhibitions being swept away and knew I was lost. He swapped nostrils, and as another hit made my head swim, he pushed brutally forward and his cock slammed into me. "Ahhh... christ!" I gasped in pain, but at the same time my arms went round his neck and I gave myself up to the wonderful, filthy feeling of his cock moving in and out of my hole. He kissed me, and his sweating body started to tremble and his movements more urgent. Perhaps the poppers had got to him, or maybe he'd been there a while. Either way, I knew he was going to cum in me and I groaned in surrender. Isn't this what I came for? I thought. He suddenly gave a snort of release, his body jerked and I could feel his cock throbbing as he filled me with toxic sperm. I was overcome with lust and crushed my mouth to his as he stopped moving, and lay gasping over me. At last he got off me and I felt his softening cock pop out of my hole. "Phew! Cheers, buddy." He said, then turned and disappeared into the crowd. I lay there feeling an enormous sense of freedom and as if I had arrived at the place I was supposed to be. Slowly, deliberately, like a supplicant I turned over and bent forward, offering my arse as I began to suck the cock of one of the guys lying on the couch. I didn't have long to wait. I didn't even look round as a short but heavy cock slid into me and another stranger prepared to breed me...

He pulled my trousers open and down and fondled my balls. "Nice.. " he whispered, "Full of lovely spunk!" He had undone his belt as he squatted in front of me, and as he stood up he was naked with from the waist down. His cock was stiff below his sagging belly, but he wasn't interested in that. He turned round and showed me his wasted buttocks with the flesh sagging in wrinkles. He dug out some lube and smeared it over my cock., then reached back and guided it towards his hole. I gasped with shock and excitement as he pushed back and my cock slid deliciously into his perverted asshole. "Oh yeah!" He gasped. "Fuck me, dearie!" Despite feeling repulsed by his wasted body, I couldn't help thrusting in and out and gave myself up to the filthy act. Suddenly a light flickered in the stairwell. My heart lurched in fear, and then the heavy body of the ugly barman lurched into view with a torch in his hand. "Don't mind me, lads." He said. "Seen it all before. Got to check every couple of hours to make sure no druggies using the place." He came over and shone his torch on my belly. "Give us a look, then." The other man pulled himself slowly off my cock until it flopped out of his arsehole and glistened wetly in the torchlight. "Why don't you give it a go, Jim?" He grinned. "Don't mind if I do. Here hold this." He handed over the torch and loosened the belt below his heavy belly. I might as well have been a piece of meat the way they talked about me, and yet it excited me how matter of fact they could be about such filthy activities. He bared his fat, pimply backside which was pale in the reflected torchlight. "Got any lube, Bill?" The other man dug out the tube and handed it over. Jim squeezed a dollop onto a grimey forefinger then smeared it into the dark crease between his buttocks. He spread his cheeks and guided my cock into him. His hole was puffy and slack and flowered around my cock like silk as I slid up him. "Fuckin' hell!" He grunted. "You've got a nice cock, mate." He began moving back and forth on my dick as Bill shone the torch on the fat buttocks and watched me fuck him. "You can cum in him, if you want. He loves it when they spunk up him." "Yeah," Said the barman. "Shoot it! Give me your cum!" I was overwhelmed by the sheer degradation, sheer filthiness of what was happening to me, and with a sob of pleasure my cock swelled and throbbed and I felt myself spurting deep inside the man's rectum. He held still until I finished, then stood up. Spunk dripped from his hole and he dug out a dirty handkerchief and mopped it up. He pulled his trousers up said "Thanks, mate" and went up the stairs. The man called Bill ruffled my hair and gave me a kiss. "Come on, lets go up and get a drink."

I go in for testing every 3 months. I ebb and flow as it relates to my collecting activities but I'm pleasantly surprised when it comes back all clear. I usually tell the partners I can remember but who has the hours to go through chat and email, message history for strangers who fucked you anon? ? Would love prep for syphilis bc that rodeo I've been to a few times and it's the worst.