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PART 13 Ted smiled as he opened the door. In the light, he looked pretty much as I had remembered him from the booth, except maybe a few more years older than I had thought. But definitely as tall as I had thought and just as tbin, if not thinner. He had on a white tank top that cling to his thin frame and loose basketball shorts. As I looked closer, I could see the outline of his cock thru the thin satiny fabric. He caught me stAring and grinned even bigger as he guided me in by putting an arm around my shoulder. His apartment was clean and nice, not fancy, but definitely comfortable. But that was all I took in as Ted guided my down the hallway immediately, and into his “fuck room” as he called it. I took in what was normally a bedroom. It had a small desk and computer in one corner and one wall lined fully with mirrors, another wall had a tv screen already playing gay porn, and then a full size bed wa against another wall. Finally, hanging from the ceiling in another corner opposite of the mirrored wall was what I instinctively knew to be a sex swing, a sling. I don’t even know if the door was all the way shut before he was naked and urging me to take my clothes off. I was embarrassed that I was already hard, but quickly stripped. This was different than the booths. Ted had the lights bright in the room and he stopped and took a long look at my naked body. “Chris, are you SURE you are 18? Absolutely sure?”, he said with amlittle doubt. I was afraid he was going to stop and immediately spoke out “I swear to god I am 18. I can show you my license and everything. I am still in high school and live with my parents but I am 18. Please don’t make me leave.” I scrambled to my shorts and pulled out my wallet. He waved it away. “Chris I trust you. I am glad you trusted me enough to show me your ID. I don’t need to actually see it. You know what I really liked? I really liked how bad you want to be here. And that was really your first time at a bookstore like that wasn’t it?”, he said as he started handling his cock. I noddedand then added “I did get fucked one other time, but the other day at the bookstore was my second time with a guy. Or guys, I guess.”, as I laughed nervously. “Fuck that’s hot. And now you are here, all in a week. You must be so horny. All those years I bet, just thinking about cock and man sex, jerking off every day. And now finally, you discovered it. You tried it. And you just want it more and more. And the best part is you are already hooked on raw sex. I bet you wouldn’t let me use a condom if I wanted to.”, he said softly. At that last line, a visible look of fear shot across my face. “Don’t worry”, he continued, “there’s no way I would do that to you. No condoms right?” I shook my head. “Why don’t you say it. Say it out loud so I know you mean it. I know I don’t want to use a condom when I fuck you. I want to fuck that hole bareback and I want to shoot my load deep inside it. My poz load. Is that what you want too?” I gulped and in a quiet voice, I said those two words out loud, “no condoms.” “And how do you want me to fuck you?”, he whispered as he edged closer. “Bareback no condom.”, I said louder now as the excitement of the moment grew. “And my load? Do you want my poz load inside your hole? Do you want me to cum inside you Chris?”, he asked. “I want it! I want your cum in me. Please just fuck me til you cum. It’s ok.” I practically begged. His hard cock was now inches from my eager mouth but he paused and asked me another question, “You do know I have HIV Chris? And my cum is full of it. Are you sure this is what it want? Cuz I want to fuck you so bad and I want to flood that little hole, but I want to make sure you want it?” The way he said it was genuine not concern, but just really wanting to make sure this 18 year old kid knew what he was getting himself into. As serious a topic, somehow the gesture just made the whole scene sexier. I didn’t know what to say except the truth. “I don’t know. I love getting fucked but there’s something about knowing you are giving me your cum. I can’t help it. It’s like my favorite part of it and I just want it. I know it’s dangerous but I can’t help it. I don’t even know why but I just feel like I need it. Like I really need it. Even if, even if it’s so risky. Please, you’ll still cum inside me right?” In the moment, in that sex room, actually talking about all this stuff, it was almost too much and my need made me emotional. Ted looked down at me, my face a picture of desperation with tears almost swimming in my eyes, so hungry for him. “Don’t worry baby. I have so much cum for that hole. I’m gonna give you a huge load. Just what you need.” And the distance closed and my mouth opened and I was sucking his cock, worshipping it.

Alright guys. I’ll try to be as detailed as possible. I’m about to turn 30, not a Prince Charming but I often get people telling me how good looking I am. I’m 5’8, 180lbs, average to muscular body, white skin, big lips, blue eyes and hazel hair. The thing is, no matter how independent, successful and “good looking” The BB allay scene is always on my mind. 24/7. - I have considered to go see a psychology to check whether I should look for help or not. The place I live (Miami, FL) is the most superficial and snobby place you could be. Guys in sex apps are always looking for the most ripped bodies, the biggest asses and the super fat big cocks. As I mentioned, I look good but the competition here in town is pretty heavy. Since the tops are rare down here, every time the urge of some kinky fun crosses my mind i pack, book a room at Days Inn in Fort Lauderdale and head out. And that is exactly what I did yesterday. I left my place around 5pm but before leaving I made sure to change my BBRT location to Fort Lauderdale as well as posted an ad on the ad session. Fort Lauderdale is SO SIMPLE and EASY. By the time I got to my hotel room I had received over 12 messages. All types of guys. I typically go for either undetectable or PrEP guys though I was so horned up that the “no fucks given” button was on. I took it all. Sunday night, around 6:30 the first guy come in. Not a monster cock, white fit average 6 inches but he had a five day load so no better way to start it off that party. He got in, ate my ass like a champ and started fucking me. Lasted for about three minutes until he shot inside. I could definitely feel his warm load inside up my guts. He left, I brought weed with me so as soon as the first guy left I smoked some to keep myself on the whore out mood next guy, another white man. Much bigger cock. Typical North Carolina man. On his 50s. One of the most beautiful cocks I’ve seen to date. White, cut, around 8 and according them 6.5 girth. That man was hungry and he fucked me good. Last time I had had a cock before last night was about two weeks ago so I was pretty tight. He was so into it that as soon as his fame his hole body had little spasms from time to time. Onto the next one. That was a buddy of mine. Totally fucker who lives in the area. Latino, beautiful shaped thick cock. One of those guys that definitely know how to fuck a hungry hole. We spent some time together. He fucked me on fours, missionary, in front of the mirror, on the couch. The other two loads were so big that we could hear how sloppy and wet my ass was. He shot inside and left. Next... this was a catch! Temessean guy. Visiting. 6’4, around 190 pounds, bi according to him and new to the gay life. Huge feet and typical southern white cock. 7.5 super, extremely thick, one of those you’re proud to call beer can. He wanted me to ride him, so I did.... SO MUCH CUM DRIPPING OUT FROM MY HOLE!!! That man was rock hard. Going nuts and deep in me. I remember feeling it all that jizz leaking down through his cock. We did feel a connection in between and decided to trade numbers. He will be back in town in a week or so so hopefully we can connect again. One of those cocks you want to keep it close. The next guy on that night was a super chub, with a 6 inches cock. The next was another super chub, sleazy looking. Three day load. He did his job and left pretty quick this next one was handsome. Like very handsome white dad. Beautiful body, beautiful cut thick cock. But I’m oretty sure he was high on meth. Those tiny tweaked eyes said it all. I haven’t ever done tina in my life but maybe you guys can tell me? His cock was super soft but then I started sucking it and he got rock hard, like extremely hard. I didn’t ask anything but he was hungry for that ass. Fucked me deep, loud, hard, no shame. It felt like that man was born to fuck. it was already 2am or so so I decided to go to bed and set my alarm to 6am so I could catch that crowd who likes to drop some loads right before work. Another post on BBRT. Less messages back of course so I decided to try Grindr. For my surprise I had this black guy really close by. He offfered, I couldn’t say no. 8x6 cock, huge feet, slim and tall. Although I douched that morning I still had some fun left right there deep. He loved it. Fucked me like he hated me. Deep, it reached places that the other guys didn’t. Shot his nut pretty quickly and left them after him I had a couple, one poz another negative. Nice cocks, I’d say one 8 and 4 girth the other 8 by seven. It was massive ! Next man was probably high as well. Couldn’t keep his eyes open and rock hard cock all the time... I was about to leave the hotel at 1pm and it was 10:30 so I needed to rush. So I sent a shout on GROWLr. Got literally 50 messages in 10 minutes. Could only get two guys from there the first, a tall beautiful muscle bear, white blue eyes, average cock but a total whore in bed. Licked my ass, my soles, are the guy left in my crack and fucked the hell out of me. The next one was also from GROWLr. Daddy on his 60s... total fucker. Not a big cock but definitely experience makes all difference. He fucked so good that my second hole was totally open by there. So opened that the soreness had disappeared in a blink of an eye. No more success on GROWLr so back to BBRT. I don’t even waste my time with Grindr anymore. It doesn’t work. Not a success in Miami, not Fort Lauderdale or any other place I’ve been. Grindr is back and forth all the way and no meeting at all. Back to BBRT... got a couple of messages there. It’s funny because the more loads o get inside the bigger the cocks I want it. So my goal for that last hours at my hotel was to have my ass filled up by heavy thick meat. I then started scrolling BBRT and unlocking my profile pictures to all guys with either a Large or Holy shit type of cock. It didn’t take long until I started receiving some replies back. I was lucky because the lunch time was approaching so guys were looking for ass... the last two guys of my journey came together. A daddy on his late 50s, poz look, humangous cock. (Another observation, most poz guys carry huge cocks... anyone know why?) it was easily 9.5 long and 6 or 7 thick. I’m a power bottom but trust me that dick was a struggle ! I was a bit high on weed and sniffing poppers like a hoe and STILL, it was painful. The other guy was a muscle bear with a pretty thick dick. I assume somewhere around 7x6 or 7x6. They both take turns, they went deep, hard, made me moan uncontrollably, once my second hole was right there opened I could’ve taken all cock sizes, even fists. Totally not into fisting but the hole was wide open. They eat it, fuck it, dropped their loads inside like two hungry pigs. The huge cock guy asked me if he could piss inside and all of sudden my dick got rock hard... he saw it and I didn’t even need to respond his question. Put me on fours, ass really up, started pounding my sore swollen hole until he shot his cum. As soon as he did, he was like... don’t move don’t move... he stayed inside for around five minutes then suddenly my whole intestine was getting full with piss. It was one of the hottest things I’ve ever done sexually. The feeling of having my sloppy hole that full with piss made me so slutty... they left, I showered packed and head out to home this afternoon. Back to return to my “regular” life at the office tomorrow. I have a very young looking, kinda guy next door, no one can say a big of whore I am... I have my prep appointment on Wednesday so this time I am sure an STD will say hi but to be honest as bad as they are my whole adventure was paid off. Here is a pic of my ass for you guys Hope you guys like it

Chapter 2: Tom's first visit We did have a great summer, that's true. What guys in their 20s don't. But, throughout it all there was this sense of foreboding, that this man I'd come to think so much of, rely so heavily on, that was in effect my best friend, brother, and role model wrapped into one, was going. He would no longer be part of my life in the same way. I wouldn't see him almost every weekend, and usually in between either. I knew I was going to miss him, and I started to miss him before he'd even gone. I remember the last time I saw him before he left for Germany. The day after his leaving party, me, Drew and few others went for a Sunday roast in the pub nearest to Jake's flat. One by one the other peeled off. Then Drew, probably sensing that Jake and I needed to be alone, went back to the flat they'd only moved into together two weeks before Jake was asked to move. "You alright?" Jake asked... "Yeah, I'm good" ... "No, you're not, you've been quieter than usual" ... "I'm just a bit hungover" ... "Yeah, you drank a lot last night. But seriously man, are you ok about all this, about me going away. I can always stay". I was floored, here was Jake saying he'd stay, in an instant I could banish the foreboding that had been growing stronger and stronger over the summer. "No, you can't. You have to. You can't pass up this opportunity. You know that the London team aren't ever going to give you the chances the Germans will. And you've already sorted everything". Our conversation moved on to other things, and eventually it was time to go. Our hug goodbye was longer than usual, I'm shorter so I always ended up with my head in his neck, I breathed in more deeply, hoping that it would mean that I remembered his smell better. And then he did something he'd never done, he moved and kissed my forehead. "Don't worry. You'll be fine. I'm only ever a call/text away. You'll come visit, and if not before, then I'll be back in a few months at Christmas. Plus I'm counting on you to keep Drew in line". I looked at him, my eyes about to water, and he just said "You don't need to say anything. I'll see you soon". I turned and walked. Usually after a day in the pub I'd have ben lazy and taken the bus the three stops to my place, but I walked, wanting to prolong things as much as possible. As I turned the corner into my street, the tears started, and they didn't stop for a good few hours. Jake flew away a few days later. That wasn't the end of things, we continued to text as normal as if that goodbye hadn't happened. In the end I didn't feel as bad after he'd left as while I was preparing for him to go. Then again, I threw myself into work and tried to be more social. Meanwhile, with no boyfriend for a couple of years, and only a handful of hook-ups my fantasies and porn habits became darker as I sought out more and more of a kick to get me off. About three or four months before Jake told me he was going, I rediscovered bugchasing. When I was at university at one point I'd found a website called "Bareback Exchange", initially it freaked me out, but eventually it was the only thing that got me hard. Somehow I managed to quit the habit, but if I'm honest it was always there. While everyone thinks I'm innocent, and it's true I don't hook up much, but when I do play, I play hard. Or rather, raw. I definitely can't top with a condom, and I'm never going to be hard or that into it if the guy topping me is wearing one. Mid-fuck I'll get them to pull out, and I'll pull the rubber off and suck them, hoping that he won't reach for another one when I start rubbing my ass against his dick again. It had reappeared as something that got me off every so often. But around the April before Jake left, before I even knew he was going, my bugchasing fantasies started again, and they never left. Then getting myself lost in my fantasies became the only way to take my mind off the fact Jake was leaving. And by the time he left, I'd normalised them to the extent where I could only cum thinking about getting my cubby ass pozzed. Despite that, I'd not actually become a chaser. I told myself, if I kept it in my head that would be ok. That I didn't need to take that step. Inadvertently, I think that's probably why I didn't actually have as much sex as other guys, I knew that if I was going to have sex I didn't want what most guys were offering (condoms and vanilla experiences). But also that I was too scared to have the sex I really wanted. I digress. Jake and I continued to text. I saw Drew a fair bit, but not as much as I ever did with Jake around. But enough that I could "keep him in line" as Jake had asked. I was never quite sure what he meant, it was well know that they had an open relationship. I think he meant, Drew not going to sex parties or saunas. Which for the most part was fine. We did go to XXL occasionally, including the dark room, as far as I know Drew only ever did oral in there. And there was a night when we got very drunk and I sucked him off, we almost fucked, but we came to our senses and realised that was a violation of Jake's trust. But after about six weeks, Jake text me, "easyJet are having a flash sale, book a ticket, come and see me in a few weeks". Drew had already visited, so it wasn't like I was breaking some sort of code. So I booked a ticket for early November. I landed on Friday afternoon, Jake had tried but couldn't get the day off work. So once getting to the train station I dropped my bag in a locker (god love continental train stations) and had a wander around a new city. I grabbed some food, saw some sights. And at 4pm Jake text to say he'd managed to leave early. We met at the main station, hugged and then picked up my bag. And no, before you ask, we didn't do that romantic run together sort of hugging. Jake had initially stayed in a hotel for a few weeks while he looked at some apartments his company had found. He'd only been in his new place about a month when I got there. It was small, but sufficient for one person on their own. It was in a nice neighbourhood with a good commute to work and the city centre. After having some dinner, we headed out to some bars. We drank a lot as we caught up, it was just like old times. Saturday night, was a bit of a repeat, there were only a few gay bars, but rather than finish up in the mainstream bar, Jake decided we'd go to the HardBar - essentially the bear/leather bar. There were some guys Jake knew there and we got chatting to them. It seemed like he was settling in well. Sunday morning, as I woke up hungover I realised I hadn't opened any of the apps yet, so I fired up the triple set of Grindr, Scruff and Growlr. I also remember Jake mentioning one called Romeo that's better on the continent, so I thought I'd check it out. I scrolled through the screens, checking some guy's profiles out but given I was getting a plane in a couple of hours didn't bother to message anyone. When I got back to London and turned my phone back on, I got a notification of a message and an album unlock. It was from a very hot beary guy in his late 30s, not muscled but the right sort of chunky to know that he could easily throw me about if I ever got in his bed. And in his private gallery was one of the thickest, most wonderful cocks I have ever seen, to this day it's almost certainly in the top 3. "Saw you at Hard last night. Very cute. Are you here long?" he'd written. "Sorry man, wasn't a long visit, just got back to London", I replied. "Oh, too bad. Let me know if you visit again" he messaged back within a few minutes, "sure thing" I replied. "Just landed, was great to visit, thanks for inviting me" I text to Jake, "Great to have you, see you at Christmas." he replied. Christmas came and went in a blur, Jake went to see his family, but was back in London for New Year at the now customary house party that our wider social group had established. At some point when we were catching up he told me to "It's the winter flight sales, come visit again in the summer, so I don't miss celebrating your 30th, I know you don't really do anything to celebrate birthdays, so why not come visit then". The following week we made plans for me to spend my 30th birthday weekend visiting Jake.

Monday Funday Worked from home yesterday and of course wanted to go out cruising for a bit. I was logged onto Squirt when I saw a guy that i’ve played with before post that he was heading to the cruisy park nearby. I was about to leave to go shopping so I quickly left in hopes of seeing him again. I arrived at the park to a full parking area making me feel like i had a decent chances of hooking up. After a quick walk through one set of trails, I saw the guy from Squirt. He’s married and has a wife but is pretty passionate for a staight/bi guy. His cock is cut and probably 6” or so, he’s an attractive man. He walked up to me and gave me a big kiss. We decided to go to the closed boardwalk area for more privacy. When we got the area on the boardwalk where the sex happens we start making out and proceed to undress. We exchange oral for a few minutes since we are rushed for time although it is getting dark and the park will close at dusk. He leans in and kisses me and starts to rub my furry ass so I know what he wants. He tells me he wants to fuck me so we both use spit as lube and he slides in raw as usual. I bent over the bench and let him have his way with my hole. He kept telling me how good it felt and went from slow to fast and furious fucking. As i felt his dick swelling he asked where do you want my cum? Without hesitation I said inside me. Within seconds he was depositing his load in my hole. We cleaned off and walked out discussing his wife and my partner lol. Time for my shopping so I left. I arrived at Macy’s and got on the escalator to the third floor. As i was going up a guy passed me going down. It was a brief second or two at best but the eye contact was enough. I got off on the second floor and went to the Men’s restroom. This was once a cruisy restroom and it’s tucked away with little use. There is a large handicapped stall and one urinal. I went to the urinal and took care of business. When I was done, I went to the sink and washed my hands. I heard footsteps down the hall, the door opened and it was the guy from the escalator. Good looking guy in great shape probably mid 50s. We exchanged glances and he went directly into the handicapped stall but didn’t lock the door. After a few seconds with no sound, I slowly opened the door to find him jacking a very nice cock probably 7.5” or so. He stood up and I bent over and sucked his very rigid cock. After a couple minutes of sucking/jacking i move his hand back to my ass. Like always, I lower my pants exposing my ass when giving oral to entice the guy in case he wants to fuck. Once he rubs my ass I look up and tell him that I want his cock in my ass. He pulls up his jeans and walks out of the stall and to the urinal and leans against the wall. When i walk over to him, he turns me around. Without any words, both of us apply spit on ourselves and i slowly back onto his cock. Since I still had the load in me from my buddy at the park I had some juices already flowing. He took his time and rammed my hole hard and deep for a few minutes. Since it was in the early evening and this restroom is not very visible he had time to thoroughly pound my hole. He started making the usual sounds and with one final thrust he unloaded in me. He pulled out and leaned against the wall to catch his breath. I did a quick clean up and left him there. We did smile at each other as I left...

My experience with gangbangs is spontaneous ones happening in saunas and bareback parties. A couple of highlights... - CumUnion in the UK. It's slow and not very cruisy even though there's a lot of guys around. A guy I knew and we sometimes go to these things together was there, and I know he;s always good to get things started, so he took me to a public area and very noisily fucked me, broadcasting the fuck out loud to the gathering crowd. I too was noisy for the same reason. He pulled out before cumming (I got his load later) and invited another guy to fuck me, like he owned me and was giving my ass away to all takers. Perfect. This got the party started - within half an hour for or five guys fucked and loaded me, and other gangbangs were starting just nearby. I stayed on my back with my ass taking loads for about another half an hour til I was exhausted and couldn't take any more. Think I had about 8 loads in me by then. - Vault, cruise bar in London. I hadn't been in there long when I found myself in a dark corner being fucked by some guy - a dark shadow, literally no idea what he looked like but his cock felt good in my ass. A few other guys collected around the scene, and once guy #1 had cum in me he pulled out and someone else was inside me. A different kind of fuck technique and a different feel of cock inside me but no less good. Again too dark for me to see, but I'm fine with that. Somewhere during this fuck I am turned from facing the wall to facing outwards towards the corridor, and I'm leaning on the shoulders of two guys. Guy #2 cums, guy #3 is quickly in. Then the guy on my right who I'm leaning on says quite loudly 'I'm next' - seemingly annoyed that Guy #3 has jumped what he sees as a queue. He gets his turn soon enough, and guys are checking in and walking on, some staying, some waiting long enough to fuck me, some just watching etc for about an hour while I get load after load in my ass. Again after that I stop, too knackered to carry on. This was the last time I was on PrEP. How btm guys can go all night in a gangbang is totally beyond me. I get to about an hour and I'm done... it's really a lot of mental and physical work, I guess one hell of a physical workout, but man I have my limits and when I hit them I'm just done

MAL 2019, ass up in a jock, open door, thurs night took over 12, then between sat&sun took 30. Some were hot poz charges I was told as they were pumping their hot cum in my hole.

Pt3 You're sitting on the bed, body is shaking with nerves thinking about what you just did. Looking around the room, you realize all the lights are still on. TV is still on. Jumping off the bed you start shutting off the lights. Grab the remote a turn the tv off. Walk into the bathroom and grab a hand towel leaving the light on you close the door until there is just a little crack of light. Grabbing the bottle of lube you usually use for stroking when watching xtube you place them on the bed. You walk to the door in a kind of trance almost like you are watching all this from another place, you open the door enough to unlatch it but still looks closed. You walk over to the bed and grab your laptop, shutting the lid. The room is dark except for the crack of light from the bathroom. Picking up your phone you open your email on it and hit refresh. Nothing from him yet. You lay on the bed naked, your cock hard under you. Body shaking with nerves. You refresh your email again and see he's replied. He says he's in the parking lot. What room number? You click reply and type the number in, but your finger is hesitating over the send button. It stays this way for over a minute as thoughts run screaming through your head. "This is what you want!" "I'm scared!" "You want this!". You click discard on the reply and see he has sent another one. He's in the lobby... Room #. Again you hit reply and type the room number, again the same battle plays in your head. This time though your finger moves and hits send. You realize what you have just done. There is no going back now. You lift your body up off the bed, arms are shaking so bad you can barely hold yourself up. You get your knees under you and can feel your thighs shaking. You ass is now in the air you can feel the cool are in the room on your hole and you feel the rush of how vulnerable you are in this position. Reaching forward you grab a pillow and put you face in it . Not even ten seconds go by and you hear the door to the room open, pulling your head up a little you see the light from the hallway flooding the room. Putting your head back down you hear him walking in, the door shutting. Your body is shaking like crazy with nerves, your legs feel like jello and you have to concentrate to keep them up and in position. Through all this you hear him removing his clothes. The sound of his shoes coming off mixed with his belt opening and the distinct sound of the zipper going down. You hear his pants hit the floor then what you take for his shirt coming off and joining his pants. You feel the bed move as he climbs up behind you. Then it happens, you feel his hand on your ass rubbing your cheeks up to your lower back. Your body jumps on the contact, but it also calms you to know that he's not just going to rape you right off. One hand slips down and starts to massage your balls and cock. While the other travels over your exposed hole, you hear yourself emit a little moan of please as he works your cock and balls. Then something happens that you have never even thought of. You feel the wetness of his tongue and the stubble of his beard on your ass, his tongue probes into your crack and makes contact with your hole. You jump a little with the sensation, but he grabs your cheeks and spreads them open, and you really feel his tongue on you. Licking your hole and slightly penetrating. You hear yourself groaning at the pleasure this brings you. Never expecting to feel this at all. The tension in your body starts to ebate and you feel everything in you start to relax. You feel the pressure of his tongue and you hole yields to it and you feel yourself open up to it. A little laugh almost escapes from you as you realize that some guy has his tongue up your ass, but then you feel him start to really work your hole with it and all thought just goes away, in its place the most primal feeling you have ever had in your life takes over. You want his cock in you! And you want it now! As if he can read your mind he pulls back and starts rubbing your hole again with his finger. Then you hear the top of the lube bottle pop open and your mind starts wandering again. You are thinking to yourself. "I am on a bed in a hotel room, lights off, naked with my ass in the air. There is a man behind me, ready to mount me. He is going to put his cock inside of me". You feel your whole body flush at this thought. You are giving yourself over to him for his pleasure. You feel your cock twitch at the thought of how primal this is, two men fucking. You are a man about to let another man fuck you. You are pulled back from your thoughts by a question from him, the first words spoken by either of us. You realize you didn't hear what he said so you ask him to repeat his question. He asks if you are still okay with bareback, without any hesitation you reply yes. You hear him stroking his cock with the lube, then feel his slicked up fingers on your hole getting it ready, you feel a finger enter you and you groan with pleasure at the feeling of it. Realizing what is going to replace the finger you start to tense up and the nerves start to take over again. You can hear him wiping his hand on the towel, then feel the bed move as he gets into position behind you. He starts to rub your ass again, his touch calming you a little. Then you feel it. The head of his cock brushes your hole. You tense up even though you know what's about to happen. He's still rubbing your ass with one hand while the other is holding his cock up to your hole. You feel him start to apply pressure and you think to yourself. No way it's going to fit in there. But then you feel your hole start to open for him. He keeps steady pressure and you realize the head has gone in, but it's stopped. He talks for the second time telling you to just relax and no tense up. He will take it nice and easy. You feel his word start to calm you a little. All the while he has kept the steady pressure going, you start to feel yourself opening for him. Little by little you feel your inner ring expand to let him in. You can feel his cock as it slowly starts to enter you. You feel him grab your hips as as he increases the pressure and your hole opens even more for him. Then next thing you realize, you can feel his body pressed up against you. He asks if you are okay, and you hear yourself saying yes. But in your mind you are saying, I just let a man I have never met put his cock in me raw. Part of you is so turned on at the thought, while another is freaking out. Before you can think of much more you feel himself start to move in you. Slowly pulling out and then pushing back in. You feel your hole start to relax and really open up for him. The pain you felt when he was pushing into you is being replaced with a feeling of fullness and also some pleasure. He starts to move a little faster. Pulling out then back in, with each stroke your hole opens more for him. He has one hand on your back while the other reaches around to feel your cock. You jump at the sensation, your cock twitches as he grabs it and strokes a couple of times. He leans back up and grabs your hips again and starts into a steady rhythm of fucking you. He starts to moan and tell you how good it feels to have is cock in a mans ass bare. And he does not know how long he can last as the feeling of it is getting him close. You tell him how turned on you are by the thought of making him cum and that you love the feeling of his raw cock in you. He grips your hips and tells you he can't hold out much longer, then asks you where you want him to cum. You hear yourself say "in me" before you even realize what you have said , he grabs your hips and pushes all the way in you and starts to moan. You feel the base of his cock throb and feel the wetness of his cum as he shoots it inside of you. You feel his cock moving in short little strokes as he fills your hole with his seed. He starts to massage your back as his orgasm subsides and he starts to move his cock in band out of you again, you can feel how slick you are from his cum inside of you. His cock lubed with it now. His breathing slowly returns to normal. Then you feel him pull out and chilled air in the room hits your hole. Then you feel something running down your balls and realize some of his cum has leaked out. You feel your whole body start to relax and realize just how tensed up you were. You slide forward to lay on your stomach, he lays not to you. He asks if that it okay. And that he knows that this was supposed to be anon cum n go, but really wants to make use I enjoyed it. You roll over on your side and tell him yes, you really enjoyed it. He tells you how much he liked it raw with you and it had been so long since had fucked anyone bareback. He gets up off the bed and goes into the bathroom to clean up. Then comes out, puts his clothes back on. You roll back on your stomach and he leaves. You lay there with a million thoughts going through your head. But the one that stands out the most both makes you feel satisfied and scared at the same time. You just let a guy that you have never met fuck you bareback, and you let him cum inside of you.

My marriage had just ended. I also "discovered" gay porn and the fact that guys seemed to be open to doing darn near anything with another guy. I watched and learned about tops and bottoms and vers guys. I also realized that every now and then the guys would be fucking bareback. It gave me a little jolt and thrill. Naive? Yes. But, it turned my crank to think these guys were totally ignoring this 'safe sex' stuff I kept reading about. I hit that local spa a few times after work to see what went on in 'real life' and not the movies. Sure enough, it became obvious there were a lot of guys happy to take my raw cock down their throats or up their ass. And they enjoyed sucking cock and swallowing. And they insisted I shoot in their hole and not pull out. And it really turned my crank. Me? When I did bottom, I always asked for my top to wear a rubber. I was OK with topping raw but hesitant about bottoming. I was still experimenting and learning. Some would say I was selfish. It doesn't matter... double standard? Doesn't matter. I was reading and processing things. That's what I do. My male ex-partner and I met online and we dated for about a year before I moved in and we became a couple. The sex was undeniably hot. Lots of oral and rimming and fucking. When we did fuck, I topped him more often than he topped me. He always took it raw and talked dirty the whole time - egging me on to shoot in his hole, breed him.... and I did. I was still on the fence on the condom thing though. The few times he did fuck me, he dutifully suited up to stroke my hole. He would fuck me until I blew my load either hands free (he had a nice big cock) or by he/I stroking me off at the same time. If I took too long to cum, he would often go soft in the rubber and we would finish off another way. He never came in the rubber either. I would always finish him off by sucking him and stroking and taking his load on my face or mouth - he loved that. I told him I appreciated him not pushing me to fuck raw just yet and he said it was my decision. He'd wait. But we both knew he wasn't fond of the rubber. We talked about going monogamous and decided we would start off by getting tested. He tested Poz. I tested Neg. Hmm. Now what? We decided to stay together and figure it out. I went to all of his appointments for 2 years. And read a lot. Detection was early. They got his numbers under control quickly. I'm an IT guy by profession and I read a lot and do a lot of math and look at a lot of numbers. And I paid attention at all the immunology clinics. So, I made my decision and waited for the right time. We had a pool and hot tub and a 2100 sq. ft deck in the forest in a very private backyard. It allowed us to walk around, tan and swim naked. One particularly warm evening we were playing around a little out on the lounge chairs by the pool. At one point, he was laying back in a lounger and I was straddling his legs and sucking his cock and sensitive balls. I had him hard as a rock. I looked up and he was enjoying himself with his arms tucked behind his head, his eyes closed and a smile on his face. I had lubed my ass up in the pool house a few minutes before I came over to straddle him and suck his cock on his chair. I had lubed and fingered and opened and stretched a little bit in anticipation of what was to come (so to speak). I flicked the head of his cock with my tongue and sucked gently on just the head. I smiled to myself as I listened to him groan. I slowly worked that rock hard dick into my throat. Squeezing it a little as it slipped deeper. He was trying to push his cock deeper into my throat, so I let him give me a couple of cock thrusts deep into my gullet. I purposely coughed up some throat juice and spit to make sure his cock was completely covered in slime. Then, I slipped forward quickly from straddling his knees up closer towards his cock. I knew I had one chance to get this right the first time. It helped that his cock was wet and juicy and sticking straight out. I grabbed his cock at the base, held it firm and sat right down on it. My juicy hole easily opened up to his raw cock and I made sure to keep enough pressure on to just slide right down until the opening of my hole was at the base of his thick roundness. It took him about 2 seconds for realization to kick in. His eyes shot open and his arms flew out from behind his head, as if to push me away. I had expected that he would realize I was riding his cock raw and panic a little bit. So I quickly grabbed both his arms and pushed them to either side of his head and held them there. Then I leaned in for a wet slow kiss. I tongued him and nipped gently on his lips. I asked him if he was enjoying my hot juicy hole with his bare cock? He just kept groaning and thrusting gently upwards into my guts. All the while, I was slowly grinding my hole up and down his thick cock like I typically do. But this time? It 'felt' different. There was a different type of friction. I could feel the warmth of his cock without the rubber. I could feel the natural flare of his big cock head rubbing against my prostate every other stroke. As I pulled off for some air, he looked at me and asked if I was sure? I explained I was sure and that I had already shown him the answer by riding his raw dick. I was really squeezing his cock with my ass muscles and each time I gripped his dick, he moaned and thrust upward again. I told him to warn me when he came.... I wanted to know exactly what it was going to 'feel like' when he blew. A few minutes later, I saw his eyes go a little wild and he nodded.... and I slowed down my riding. We looked one another in the eye and held our gaze. He started one long groan and I stopped moving. I could feel his cock swell as he blew a massive first raw load of cum into me. I could feel the wetness and warmth start to ooze down around his dick and start leaking from my hole. He had a few days of cum already stored, and apparently this experience generated that extra-hard-cum that we all know about - from being turned on in a big way! I had been slowly stroking my cock between our hairy chests while I rode him to orgasm and the feeling of his first blast of hot cum breeding my 'virgin' hole made my cock spasm and my first shot of cum hit him right in the face. Second and third reached his throat, then his chest. The last shot pooled on his belly button as I sat right back down to the root of his cock while we made out. Eventually, he slipped out of my drenched hole. Any bottom here knows that feeling of a cummy cock slipping out of your freshly bred hole. It was the first of many times I would enjoy that feeling. I eased myself up just a little by straightening my legs on either side of the lounger and could hear and feel the cum dripping out of my hole. I looked him in the eye as I leaned forward and licked my cum from his chin, chest and belly. Then, I moved further down to slurp up all our joint juices from his cock and balls. I could feel his cock twitch a little and start to harden as I licked. He kept telling me how hot it was to let go inside of my hole and he had been waiting for a long time to do it. He said he wanted more. He gently grabbed my hips and made me turn around over the chair and pulled my puffy, cum dripping hole right down onto his face. I went rock hard again as soon as I felt his tongue push up into my open hole. He moaned and groaned to stimulate my asshole as he probed and sucked his cum from that dripping mess. By the time he was finished cleaning my hole, I looked down at his cock. It was rock hard again and the purple head was jutting upwards with just a little leftover cum oozing from the tip. I looked over my shoulder at him and winked, then got on all fours on the end of the lounger. He had that big hard cock shoved in balls deep in mere seconds. This time we really enjoyed a hot fuck that started out slow and worked up to him pounding my hole like there was no tomorrow. When he finished seeding me, he went down and once again ate my hole clean. First time he had ever felched me and I wanted more of that!! This was going to be great!!! I stood up long enough to take a drink of water and saw him turn around and get on all fours, ass up - just the way I like to fuck him. "Your turn. Breed me now".

I personally think stealthing a negative guy is really deviant and not in a good way. Cant believe this question is even needing to be asked? Of course its morally wrong! That is a terrible way to treat another human being, much less another fellow gay, we are family aren't we?

Tuesday I went to my local cruisy park and it was dead. Only a couple of cars in the parking lot but I got out and walked toward the pavilion. Once I got close I saw a guy standing there alone which means he’s looking. As I walked up another semi-regular walked up to the pavilion behind me. UGH, although this guy is nice looking he never does anything. One of those guys that stands around and fucks up cruising for the others. After looking at the first guy, he looked familiar but he kept his back to me and the other guy. After a couple of minutes the semi-regular guy left. When he did the guy turned around and started walking toward me. This guy is 5’8” tall and probably weighs 135-140 lbs. so he’s a pretty small framed man. As he is walking he unbuttons his pants and pulls out a massive cock! It was at least 9” and it curved upward with a large fat mushroom head. The base of it tapered down so that it was much slimmer at the base that at the head. It was one hot cock! I slurped it down my throat as best I could although he didnt need my mouth to get it hard cause it was like a rock! As I took a break from sucking we would lightly kiss until he reached around and felt my hairy ass cheeks. Then he really started to make out heavy with me. I asked if he wanted my ass and he said yes. I was nervous about taking this massive cock with no lube and just spit. But never one to not try, I spit on my ass and spread my ass cheeks apart as he slowly entered my ass. He was fairly slow at first but once I got past that fat mushroom head I was ready to go! With one gentle push he was balls deep. He wasted no time and pounded me profusely. To get a better angle, I bent over a picnic table and held on to the sides so he could pump as hard as he wanted. We saw a car pull into the parking lot and he said we should stop. I told him to keep on fucking me that we had a couple of minutes before this person got to us. Withou ever pulling out he began to pound me harder since we were definitely on limited time now. His breath got heavy and he asked if i wanted it in me or to pull out. Hmmm, wonder what I answered? He shot his wad in my ass, we pulled up our pants, cleaned off just in the nick of time as the next guy arrived. With my hole being ravaged and his balls empty we went to our respective cars and left.

Here's the next update. I know it was annoying to be given a full chapter of filler material, but trust me when I say it gives some information that is important to my other story (let's see who figures it out). Also, its fun leaving a chapter update on a cliff-hanger. Enjoy the next update. -- My First Times- Part 2 “Right there is the maze. Not that many guys use it, but it can be pretty hot,” Garrett said, pointing down a dim hallway that ended in a turn, “And that’s the theater. Guys in there tend to just get sucked unless a really hot movie is playing, then its a fuckfest.” As we walked around, I felt Garrett continue to play with my ass, much to my enjoyment. At first, the cigar he was smoking was a bit irritating to my senses, making my eyes water slightly as the thick, musky smoke swirled around us, making me cough slightly. However, as I got used to it, I became somewhat aroused, watching the sex god giving me the tour enjoy the smoke. “Over here is the sling room. Might work your way up to that since you're a newbie to all this,” he continued, eyeing me slightly as I continued to check out his perfect body. The tour continued with a quick show of the gloryholes, then to the steam room and pool, and finally to a dark room near a flight of stairs. Upstairs were the private rooms. “And this is the dark room. Anything goes in there. I would warn you to stay clear of there unless you want to get fucked non-stop by anyone with a hard prick. Can’t see them coming st you usually,” he continued, with a laugh, smile, and shake of his head. I slowly nodded, my mind racing with all the sites and sounds bombarding me. “So, bud, what brings you here tonight?” he asked pulling the cigar from his mouth and resting his hand on my shoulder as he began to play with my nipples. Looking down, I saw his massive piece of uncut cock was sticking in front of him. Not only a shower but a grower as the cock had to have gained another inch of girth and 2 inches in length. “You can play with it if you want, boy,” he said, flexing his abs and causing the monster to jerk forward, “It won’t bite… too much.” Tentatively, I reached out and grabbed it. Warm and thick, I could feel his pulse throbbing. Reaching back to his face he stuck the cigar back in his mouth and began to rub his hands along the front and sides of my smaller body. “Fuck that feels good,” I sighed, as I slowly hardened with his hands feeling me up. Slowly, I began to stroke him. “And that does too, baby,” he said around the cigar with a growl, “I can think of a few more things that would be even better.” I knew instantly what he meant. Only 20 mins being here and I might actually get my wish and be fucked by a hot muscle top. My mind raced. Should I do this? Is this really what I want? Wouldn’t it be better if I took my time and dated the right guy for my first time? I received my answer when I felt the first finger begin to probe my hole. “Fuck!” I gasped, enjoying the rough feeling of his finger diving slowly into my tight hole, “Yes!” With a big grin and a nod, he pulled his finger out and led me upstairs. I followed him as he climbed the stairs, my attention switching my the sudden change in sound and atmosphere from the stead soft thump of a club music to one of sounds of muffled moans of guys getting fucked. My ass instinctively clenched at the thought of my own virgin hole being stretched and filled as I followed Garrett down the long hall, a thick cloud of cigar smoke trailing behind him. Grabbing his key, Garrett opened one of the doors and we both stepped in. I followed behind him and quickly he gently pushed me back onto the bed. I let out a gasp as I fell back and bounced slightly on the mattress. I laid in a momentary daze as he lifted up my towel, and in one quick motion swallowed my 6in dick deep into his throat. “HOLY SHIT!” I blurted out as his throat muscles massaged my cock, the suction making me instantly want to lift up off the bed. It felt amazing, feeling him sucking my deep, his fingers wrapping around my balls and massaging them. I laid back and enjoyed to skilled top suck me for several minutes when he suddenly pulled off, my building orgasm going away from the sudden cold air hitting my wet, throbbing member. I lifted my head up and went to ask why he stopped when I saw him take a deep draw on his cigar. Blowing the smoke back in my face, he began rubbing my hole with his thumb. “Gotta stretch and lube you up,” he said, before spitting on my hole and shoving the thumb in, “Mind if I rim you and you hold my gar?” “Uh, well….” I said, pleasantly shocked. I had read about getting rimmed, but I never imagined would actually get to be rimmed. “I haven’t ever been rimmed before. I’m open to trying it though…” I said, grabbing the cigar from him tentatively. “Mind keeping it lit for me?” Garrett asked, spitting a second time on my hole and quickly adding a second thumb. I let out a slight moan as I felt the two large digits pull open my hole slightly further. Unable to form words at the moment I only nodded and laid back, bending my knees up and spreading them open, giving him more access. Looking at the cigar in my hand, I watched some of the smoke drift out of both ends before finally sticking it in my mouth. Cautiously, I stuck it in my mouth and started to puff on it. It tasted a lot different than what I expected, and nothing like how it smelled. Peppery, with a bit of a chocolate taste, and almost a cut grass. Aiming to keep the top now at my hole happy, I continued to smoke it as I felt him slowly massage my opening. I inhaled sharply when his fingers pulled out and I felt his hot, wet tongue start to lap at my cunt. The sensation felt AMAZING! I drew harder on the cigar in my mouth as he lifted his head up. “Fucking tasty hole boy!” Garret said, before diving back in. For several minutes I laid back, enjoying the rim job I was getting, Garrett’s tongue stabbing at my tight anus. After a few minutes, I felt my ass slowly open up under the constant assault of his tongue and fingers. Standing up over me, he pulled the cigar out of my mouth. “Damn bud,” he said, taking a deep inhale, “You’ve got the ass of a fucking virgin!” Looking down I blushed, I looked down, embarrassed. “Wait…” he said, noticing how uncomfortable I was becoming. “You’ve never been fucked before?” “N-no… sorry…” I said, pulling the towel that had came untied from my waist back around me. I waited for him to start laughing at me, or worse, to be kicked out of his room. However, he instead ran his spit-slicked thumb along the side of my face before lifting my chin upwards. “Why are you sorry?” he said exhaling another cloud of smoke in my face, “It’s fucking hot I get to be the one to bust your cherry!” With a smile, he moved his thumb to my bottom lip, urging it open. “Get my dick hard with your mouth babe, I want to mount that tight virgin hole and claim it.” I scooted over to the edge of the bed and sat up, bring my face perfectly level with his semi-hard monster. I slowly licked the head, surprised at how warm the PA at the tip of his cock was. Suddenly, he placed his hand on the back of my head, and my mouth enveloped his growing member. Slowly I began to suck, running my tongue along the bottom of his cock as I pulled back. “Fuck yeah, you’re a natural,” Garrett replied, his hand running through my hair tenderly. For the next few minutes, we continued, before he finally spoke. “That's it boy, suck on that nice piece of meat. Get it nice and wet for what’s coming!” Urged on by the hot, muscled man standing above me, I forced his cock deeper into my mouth, enjoying the feeling and taste of his dripping, uncut cock sliding around on my tongue, my own cock throbbing in anticipation. I moan as I felt him place his hand on the back of my head, urging me even deeper down on his cock. Forcing myself not to gag from its massive size, I let him slowly rape my mouth as he let out a content sigh. Finally, he pulled out and let me catch my breath. “Fuck! I need in that hole!” he growled, grabbing one of the condoms from next to me before letting out a frustrated sigh. I looked up at him, wondering what had him so mad. “The one time I need to put one on, and they’re all medium.” I watched as he slowly opened the packet and slowly unrolled the condom, barely able to roll it down his dick before it finally reached the end halfway down. Looking at me, he smiled. “Damn this fucker is tight. You sure you want to take this monster?” he asked, grinning at me before continuing, “Because once I start, I’m not stopping. Last chance.” Laying back, I pulled my knees to my chest and said softly, “Please fuck my hole.”

Despite being here for several years, this is my first post, and my first ever attempt at writing fiction. - - - - - Chapter 1: Setting the scene My name is Tom. But this story isn't really about me, it's about my friend Jake. Jake is/was one of my best friends. We met at university, I was in the last year of my degree and he was just starting his. We met at one of the LGBT society socials, being the only two cubby guys we hit it off. Despite my initial desires, nothing happened between us that evening, but over that year we developed a good friendship. Then the next summer when my course end of the year I moved to London to start a job. Jake and I kept in touch now and then, but I assumed it was probably just going to fizzle out. He stayed up in Manchester after his course ended, landing a job with a local engineering firm. We were friends on Facebook and text every so often, but that was it. Then after a year he text to say he'd got a new job and would be moving to London in a couple of months. By the point he moved here I'm 26 and he's 23. Our friendship restarted, he moved to a flat near me, we hung out most weekends and introduced him to my London mates and social group. I'd also picked up a boyfriend by this point, Mark. A great guy that I'd been seeing for about 5 months when Jake moved to London. And much as I really liked Mark, over time those feelings I'd originally had for Jake when I first met him started to come back, with a vengeance. Except they were different. While I was desperately attracted to him, there wasn't the desire to be boyfriends, I wanted something else, but I didn't know what it was. Mark eventually sensed something was up, I kept pretending that it was just work stress. When deep down it was an intense desire to be with Jake. Eventually one night when Mark was fucking me I uttered "yeah... breed me Jake... fuck your cum into me". Mark stopped fucking me, "so that's what's up with you" he said, I feigned ignorance, "huh... what do you mean?". "That's why you've been so weird recently. You love Jake don't you?" ... "Umm, no. What makes you say that?"... "Don't play the fool Tom you just grunted out his name as I was balls deep in you". "No, it's not like that. Well, a bit. It's difficult. But I don't love him, at least I don't think I do". We talked and I explained how I felt, Mark tried to understand. But things didn't get any better, if anything they got worse. Mark was jealous, despite me reassuring him that nothing was going to happen. Eventually we broke up, understandably it couldn't really last, but we stayed friends. Friends that fucked. If anything that actually made things between us better. And when Mark got a new boyfriend I wasn't upset, and would occasionally play with both of them. I never told Jake the real reason we broke up. But my new amounts of free time got eaten up by Jake, we became thick as thieves, always hanging out. It felt like I had the brother I'd never had but always wanted, or that Jake was the guy I wished I could be: outgoing, fucked around, could hold down a relationship. That was what it had been all along. Albeit a brother I wanted to fuck. Jake eventually started dating a guy, Drew. He was actually somebody I'd gone out with for a few months before we knew it wouldn't work out. Fast forward a few years, Jake had been in London for about three years, and been seeing Drew for just over a year. We were in the pub on Friday evening when he broke the bad news. "Tom, so, ummm, I don't know how to tell you this." ... "What is it? Is it bad? You know I'll always be there for you" ... "No it's not bad, it's great. Well it's great for my career." ... "That's great. So what is it? Why the long face?" ... "Well, my company have offered me a job in Germany. It's really great money, and it's sort of a promotion. It's the same grade but I'll have more responsibility and bigger projects. They want me to start there in a couple of months." ... "Wow. That's great news. I mean it'll be a huge change. But I know you've been starting to feel like your job is getting stale." ... "You're not mad at me then?" ... "Why would I be mad at you?" ... "Because I'm moving away." ... "Don't be silly. It's a great opportunity. And it's only a few hours by plane." We had a great summer, and then in September he left.

Over the last few years, I have come across two different 'very' hot guys that absolutely wanted to fuck me.... but would only do it 'wrapped'. In both cases, I let them wrap up and the sex was very hot.... and when finished, they both said it was better than they possible thought (muscle control LOL). But I realized it would have been hotter for ME had I felt those hard uncut cocks spreading my hole open, and dumping a hot load deep inside the second hole. When Guy #1 and I met in the spring and fucked, he said he ‘had to’ wrap up. At that point I was hot as fuck for his big uncut cock and I wanted to see if that big cock was going to feel good as it looked… so I begrudgingly said yes. Apparently blew his mind (amongst other things) and he texted a few weeks later and wanted a repeat - but wanted to wrap up again. I realized it was more fun for him than me, and it wasn't going to happen.. so I politely declined. He was cool. I was cool. We're done playing. Guy #2 and I met in early summer. He was a divorced hot uncut Brazilian who had just started to experiment with man sex. Newly experimenting. Last minute he announces that he wants to suit up. We fucked. It was mind boggling hot and sweaty and lots of dirty talk about fucking me and cumming in my hole. Big turn ON for both of us. We both blew our loads. Afterwards, he asked me why I was ok with getting fucked raw? And we had a good chat about PrEP and stuff after our 'suited' romp. He was a sexy smart dude and wanted to understand the whole risk thing. I explained that in Canada in the clinic I attend, I have to agree to be tested every 3 months. They monitor the potential side effects of the drug and I am tested regularly for 'everything'. And so, I had a good handle on my personal situation and it worked for me, as I preferred to fuck raw – topping or bottoming. He thanked me for all the information. Guy #2 texted a couple of months later. Asked if I would be around in the next couple of days for a repeat? He said he enjoyed our talk and that he had enjoyed my ass so much the first time that he was absolutely stoked about fucking me raw next visit.... if I was OK with that?? Hell ya!!! And what a memorable fuck it was... I used every cock milking ass muscle trick I knew to make sure that bare dick touched places he had never felt. I made sure he would remember his first male raw ass fucking. He took his time. He fucked me six ways to Sunday. Slow. Fast. Shallow. Deep. He blew his load. He took his time churning it around and feeling the hot cum around his cock and told me how much he enjoyed feeling his hot cum and my hot guts. He got totally into it all and was just a regular piggy mouth. He said he was going to come back and breed me again. And after he pulled out, he told me push his load out of my hole for him to see. He fingered my hole the entire time I was pushing his dripping cum out across his fingers. He has been back for more raw fucking a number of times. His cock is a meaty, uncut 9 inches and has a perfect angle. Now that he feels more comfortable about teasing and punishing my raw hole with that big cock, he really gets into telling me how much he enjoys feeling his cum and my juices. He also knows I clean out really well before we fuck. Last night he was here and we fucked for about an hour before he dumped one of his famous BIG loads way up into my guts. He always starts out face to face and pumps nice and slow while he grinds that big hard latino dick into me. And typically, flips me over onto all fours and really rails on my ass and dumps a load deep. This time though, he fucked me on the edge of the sling. A nice steady pumping of my hole. Talking dirty to me and telling me he is going to seed me. And then of course, the major cum flood. Last night he surprised me and pushed my legs back on either side of my head and licked my hole clean. He licked around my hole and told me he wanted to clean it all off. I was amazed. He had never shown any interest in my ass, except to fuck it. Last night, he was rimming me and taking broad licks all around my hole to gather cum. He looked up at me and opened his mouth and swallowed. Then he leaned forward to my hole and told me to push out the rest of his load. I could hear him slurping as I pushed the warm juices out of my hole. He was moaning and slurping and probing my hole deeper while pushing my legs wider yet. I was in heaven as his tongue worked on my stretched hole. He slid in two fingers and scooped out some cum and help it up to my mouth for me to lick off his fingers. Then he let me go and we both sat on the floor breathing heavy. He said he loved it. He told me I am the only guy he fucks raw and he loves it. Apparently, I am his fantasy fuck and he is happy to let himself go and enjoy a good raw fuck and dripping loads. He had always been curious about the taste of his cum and he knew I would be open to it all, so he had held off cumming for a full week to save this load up for my hole. With every intention of eating it all out. Just talking about his ‘fantasy’ got his cock coming back to life. This time, I rolled onto my knees on the floor with my back arched and ass in the air… waiting for his hard cock and load two. He didn’t disappoint. He started out nice and slow while telling me how hot it was to feel his cum in my hole and eat it all out. As he talked about what had just happened, he picked up speed. He was talking faster about how he wanted to plant another load deep in my ass shortly. And then he really leaned into it and pounded the fuck out of my hole. Thankfully he lasted long and gave me a solid fuck before unloading a second huge load deep inside. I could feel the warmth spreading inside of me as he groaned and pushed his cock as far inside as possible. When his cock slipped out of my hole, I turned around and took it into my mouth and cleaned it from top to bottom. I licked all around his shaved balls and down his crack. Made sure he was licked as clean as a whistle. He’s one of my fave fucks and now he always gives me a huge load deep in my hole.

It seems that way to me. People like Jeffrey Dahmer come to mind. i want to think that even people like him could be helped if we had the understanding and means to reach them, that they're just beyond our grasp? But yeah, they do exist, no doubt. i can barely wrap my brain around S/m, let alone my emotions. i was bullied a lot as a kid, pretty obviously had 'sub' in my nature even as a kid. my response was to learn martial arts, second degree black belt. i came close to back kicking a guy through a wall once when he got rough with me in a way where i felt threatened, bet he would have been surprised lol. i often steer clear of using terms like D/s in profiles because they are so often coupled with S/m in peoples minds. For me they are distinct and i never purposely try to establish anything with someone identifying with ,or wanting, S/m. Ultimately, it seems to me that a person who feels they have to sneak or steal must feel powerless or inadequate to get what they need legitimately?

Totally agree with you on this one, perv. I have learned more in the past year from numerous and various sex websites than in my entire lifetime. And not all of the sites are necessarily about "interests" of mine. But still, I learned something I didn't know.

We are all shaped by our experiences. I totally understand why you would not want to think people are evil. But you and I know that in BDSM there are some very dangerous people that masquerade as Dom but in fact are actual sexual sadist. They get of on hurting and causing pain. This is very different then those into S&M that get off on pushing the boundaries of pain and pleasure and the endorphin release from pain. This individuals are "sadistic sex offenders" like pervfantasy24 said.

Damn, i enjoy your posts, the thought and consideration you put into them and how well you articulate. i have a disposition, maybe a flaw?, where i almost refuse to see anyone as unredeemable. It's hard for me to think of anyone as purely evil (not saying you are inferring "purely evil," i am... and that is admittedly emotional, not necessarily rational on my part). So, it's probably my way of offering that type of stealther an out to say they are "looking for a relationship...." Not activly "looking," eh? lol. i tend to see most "evil" as inadvertent and a result of immaturity vs malicious intent. i know, i could be wrong though. It's just hard for me to imagine a person who is willingly malicious without them having some sort of wound themselves? i see the "advantage over another" that is achieved in such acts as illusionary. On the other hand, there are guys like me who want to be "marked" by another guy, but it is very different in that my offer of myself is a gift given, like a canvas for a creative top to 'mark', paint on. For me, that can speak of a deep (mutual) bond, not abuse. It's an expression of yin/yang. In that vein, to me, the guy who "stealths" (in the way we are speaking), lacks the insight and skill of maturity to get what he really needs, which is the 'yin' to his 'yang,' so he just ignorantly tries to create a facsimile rather than going about it the 'right' way.

I know this is probably un unpopular opinion but frankly stealthing is no different then rape. To be clear it is morally wrong. I see nothing wrong with chasers they have given their consent to get pozzed. But to try and poz someone with out their knowing is cruel and malicious. You want to rape someone own the fact that you are a predatory rapist don't blame the bottom that they wanted it especially if the explicitly said they want you to wear condoms. For bottoms that aren't on PReP and go bareback that's a more complicated thing you are definitely taking a high risk and they are a lot of poz top that will fuck you not out of some perverse sense of infecting you but because most will assume you are either poz or on PreP I would like to make it clear that my issue has nothing to do with conversion but with consent.

Physillum husk+chia seeds is the main ingredients in PURE. I thought about buying both separately to save some $$ but its just easier to pop a few capsules. Diet obviously plays a big role, oatmeal every morning, also having one banana a day can really help as well. Im also a big coffee drinker in the morning, and by the second cup Im usually hitting the bathroom, Im pretty much clean for the day after that, I always do a bulb or two just to make sure right before sex though. I havent had any crappy experiences yet..... see what I did there? lol

The first time ever for me was attending the fickstutenmarkt as a mare, haven’t even had a 3some before. For me it was a total bliss, first losing control and allowing anyone to plow my hole and I guess the tops senses that I was “fresh meat” cause I was constantly fucked the entire time (I stayed till the very end and only took 2 short 15min breaks just cause my knees needed a break lol) since that first time I was hooked, been 5 times to the FSM and my partner and I hosted countless of gang fucks parties that I was the designated bottoms. My hole twitched just writing this down ?

We sat around chatting in the living room (the whole house was a porn studio but they'd left the living room reasonably untouched) waiting for everyone to turn up, and then yeah we all went upstairs to shower and douche our asses really thoroughly. Yeah the director made it clear that even the smell of poop was way off limits. So I douched the hardest I ever douched in my life, every time for every scene! For me it was fun, because I knew I wasn;t trying to make a career out of it. I was a total tourist. A couple of big studio DVD scenes, and a handful of pay-per-view scenes that never went anywhere. Various photoshoots that got into those free magazines you get in gay bars. Still do them every now and then. I didn;t even get so far as having a porn name. Just used the name 'Jack' or 'Johnny' for most of it. But I did work with a couple of proper bona fide porn stars, and I'll be honest they were kinda broken people. One of them was friendly but really fragile and obviously fucking himself up big time, the other was a total asshole. He hated me almost on sight, but he was also really into me sexually, so it made for a weird chemistry on set! Meeting them really underlined for me that yeah I definitely don;t want this for a career! In my case I did safe sex porn because the directors all insisted. Funnily enough I did all the scenes right at the time when I was starting to bareback so yeah in my case it's true what you say. Hook-ups off set, didn't happen for me but to be honest I was like got the money, had the fun, see ya! about it all. But a couple of scenes did get a wide distribution around Europe, especially the Triga stuff, and I did kinda get recognised a few times (as in 'I've seen you somewhere before, god its bothering me cos i don;t know where', or a strange look in a gay bar from a guy with his boyfriend... or a husband with his wife and kids on the train staring at me oddly a few weeks after one of the DVDs got released!) which once or twice I was able to turn into a hook-up... and once managed to turn a boring sauna night in London into a bareback fuckfest after being 'kinda-recognised-seen-you-somewhere-before' - I just told him and he told half the guys I was a porn star, which for the purposes of getting gang fucked I did not correct him! I'm glad I did it - there are definitely experiences both fun and surreal to be had in a porn studio that you definitely don;t get anywhere else. Well that's my essay done for the day!

Took a little break after NYE where I spent the night taking loads at a party. Three rounds in the sling and countless loads wore me out. Last night I had my bi married guy come over for the first time since before the holidays. We spent hours just making out, me sucking him and him eating my ass and fingering me while we passed poppers back and forth. He finally said he had to fuck me and threw my legs up on my shoulders and worked his way in. He barely gave me any time to get used to him before he just started pounding away on my ass. He was dirty and aggressive, spitting in my face and calling me his dirty little whore. It didn’t take him long to blow a huge load deep up inside my guts. He didn’t pull out and kept fucking me, holding a hand around my throat while he kept fucking me until I blew my load all over my stomach between us. He finally pulled out and shoved his dick in my face, making me gag on his cock until he blew another load down my throat and on my face. Again calling me his dirty little slut for letting him use me this way. He started out tender and sweet before getting inside of me and turned aggressive and dirty. It was just what I needed and clearly what he needed as well.

Opposit for me, however I havent stopped PrEP since I started taking it, before Id only BB with my ex and a FWB I had been seeing for years. After I started I entered a major slut phase that has yet to end.

Part 17 - Back To College Angelo was feeling quite sad that Ethan was going back off to college, he had got use to him being around and love chatting to him during the day from the office. But today Ethan was going back to a somewhat normal existence and studying 5 days a week, he came down the stairs after breakfast fully dressed with his books ready to go. Adam arrived on cue at 7.30am, Angelo kissed and hugged Ethan not wanting to let him go but finally he released him and Ethan opened the car door before looking back at Angelo 'Love you' he called as he got in the passenger seat. They hardly seemed to be on the road very long as Adam parked the car and they walked over to the common room and cafeteria as they had some time to spare before lessons started. Adam pointed to a large table telling Ethan to sit down whilst he grabbed coffees. Javier came in and stopped seeing Ethan sat there at the table, he also noticed Adam at the counter. Ethan glanced up trying to hide that he was looking at Javier who was acting as though he wanted to come over and say something but instead he turned and took a seat at the opposite end of the cafeteria. Javier's brother walked in and watched him sitting at a small table in the corner, he shook his head and seeing Adam he went over to join him at the counter. They chatted and wandered back over to where Ethan sat, Adam introduced Juan as they sat down, initially Ethan felt a little out of place with Adam and Juan as they quickly caught up about the last few weeks. Juan then started questioning Ethan and including him in the conversation, Ethan couldn't help but seeing Javier in him until his gaze averted across to the entrance as Ben walked in behind a small group of students. Instead of going towards Javier he went in the opposite direction and sat down with some girls from their class. "Don't worry about him" Javier noticing Ethan's eyes wondering to Ben. Ethan looked at Juan "What do you mean?" he said quietly. "Javier has been told not to socialise with Ben" Juan responded. Ethan sipped his coffee "Why is that?" he asked Juan. "He is a bad influence on my brother and also what happened in the Diner" Juan looked at Ethan nodding. Ethan had a surprised look on his face "Never thought that everyone would know". Juan laughed "It has been the topic of conversation the last few weeks". Ethan looked down embarrassed "So everyone knows I am gay then?". Juan put his hand under Ethan's chin holding it up "Yes, but no one is judging you". Ethan smiled "You are quite the charmer Juan". Juan smiled "Don't get any ideas, strictly girls only here" he laughed. Adam re-joined the conversation "My mother put word out about the lunch episode, but everyone knew anyway it got round very quickly". Juan nodded "And I.. lets say just had a little word with my brother about his attitude". Ethan looked back at Juan "You mean towards me?". Juan nodded again "I made it clear that loosing friends like you is not the best way forward". Adam and Ethan were in the same lecture for the morning and headed out of the cafeteria towards the classroom. The walk was unusual for Ethan as many students now said hello to him, whenever Adam spoke to anyone they looked at Ethan and greeted him by name as well. Adam would quickly summarise gay or straight with a little background, the short walk to lectures had revealed 3 more gay students in that space of time. They took their seats together in the classroom then Ethan spotted Franco coming in and sitting at the back with his group of friends, Franco was the same age as Adam but he was built like the proverbial brick house and sported some tattoos on his neck and hands which most of the teachers deplored and made him sit at the back. Surprisingly though he was very well educated and smart but played it down a little. People mostly clung to him as they didn't want to be on his bad side, his reputation as a bit of bruiser if anyone annoyed him made them all worship the ground he walked on. He was from White Plains the next town over but his parents sent him to Harrison to be educated due to the college's reputation of turning out scholars. Adam turned to Ethan and quietly spoke "Makes me orgasm every time he walks in the room". Ethan burst out laughing and Adam play punched him on the arm "You are such a slut Adam". Adam leaned over "Tell me you wouldn't if you had the chance". Ethan smiled and nodded "But I have my Latino god. Do you know Franco?". Adam shook his head "I think he would probably punch my lights out if I spoke to him". Ethan laughed and nodded in agreement "Yeah your probably right". They struggled to keep their focus through the first lecture as it droned on and on, but they both diligently took notes and breathed a sigh of relief as the bell rang at midday. Adam and Ethan sat outside for a while until a rain cloud threatened to expose itself so they headed towards the cafeteria to grab a coffee. Ethan paid the cashier as they hunted for a quiet table to sit and chat, being lunchtime it was pretty full but they spied a couple of seats at one of the larger canteen style tables. They chatted away about the morning lecture oblivious to everyone else but it was Ethan who spotted Franco sitting opposite them on the next table. Ethan never meant to but he looked and made eye contact with Franco, he quickly averted his gaze hoping he didn't get noticed and focused on Adam, his eyes kept darting behind Adam and every time he found Franco starring at him. Ethan leaned over to Adam "I think we better go". Adam looked questioningly at him "What is wrong Eth?" he replied using his new nickname for Ethan. "I accidentally made eye contact with him and now he is starring at us" Ethan responded. They both stood trying to be as casual as possible chatting and not making eye contact with anyone. Their exit from the cafeteria complete Adam laughed whilst Ethan's heart was pounding in his chest, he leaned back against the wall and laughed. "I don't want to get on the his bad side on day one" Ethan said not realising that Franco had followed them. "Whose bad side" Franco remarked. Ethan turned "Oh fuck" he spurted out and clamped his hand over his mouth quickly to silence himself. Franco looked at Adam "Disappear" he said to Adam. Adam shook his head and stood his ground "No, I have promised to look after him". Franco laughed "You his bodyguard then?" mocking Adam as he said it. Ethan put his arm in front of Adam "Listen don't want any trouble with you, sorry I looked at you in there". Franco looked Ethan up and down "Why did you look at me, do you like a bit of Latino?". Ethan shook his head "Sorry I didn't mean to you were just in my line of sight". Franco laughed and told his group of friends to disappear "Come with me" he said to Ethan and Adam. They pushed the doors open to the cafeteria and walked over to a table where Franco told them to sit. Like two obedient puppies they sat down on the opposite side of the table. A few of the students watched eagerly wondering what was about to take place. Ethan wanted this over done with "Can we just get this over with whatever is it you want". Franco looked at Ethan "Got somewhere you need to be then?". "Yes I do" Ethan said in a determined manner. Franco was definitely amused by Ethan's change "And what is so important that you rush for... your lover?". Ethan stared at Franco "My life is my business, what do you want?" he spoke having had enough of Franco's game. "You don't look scared of me Ethan" Franco remarked as he leaned on the table. Ethan shrugged his shoulders "Should I be?". Franco smiled "No you don't need to be, neither of you need to be" he said nodding at Adam. Ethan kept up his brave appearance "Did you think I was eyeing you up" he said brazenly. Franco laughed "You have a thing for Latino's or did you just fall for one?" he said loving his little game. "How do you know so much about me?" Ethan asked his voice slightly shaking now. "Pretty young boy aren't you, Angelo never imagined he would land someone like you" Franco replied grinning. Ethan looked at Adam and back to Franco stunned "You know Angelo?". Franco nodded "He is my cousin, I work with Angelo during the holidays at his company" Franco replied.". Ethan shook his head in a confused state "I don't remember seeing you there". "No I came in and out quickly as I was on a job, but I recognised you straight away" Franco grinned at him. He continued "When Angelo realised I was at the same college he asked me to discreetly look out for you both". Ethan still sat shaking his head "Why didn't he tell me?". "He didn't want you think he was spying on you or anything" Franco replied to Ethan. Ethan and Adam both relaxed and stayed chatting to Franco for sometime before Adam realised the time. As they walked to the car Ethan turned to Adam and said that he could now see the resemblance between Angelo and Franco. They drove out of college and parked up at Mel's Diner to grab coffee with their mothers before they headed back to Larchmont. Life at college took on a whole new perspective and the weeks just floated by as they settled in to their routines, these now included meeting their mothers a couple of times a week and also lunching with Franco several times a week. Javier stayed well clear of Ben and neither of them was talking to Ethan, a couple of times Javier had almost tried to talk to Ethan but he soon realised that he was never alone long enough since his circle of new friends had grown. The long summer days were changing in to cooler autumnal weather and Ethan was again having problems getting in to his clothes, for a young 18 year old his body had changed through all his working out with Angelo and Adam. He stood looking in the mirror amazed at how his biceps had grown, Angelo walked out of the bathroom in to the bedroom and stood smiling at him. "Do we need to shopping?" Angelo said standing behind Ethan. Ethan looked at Angelo in the mirror "I guess so" he turned and kissed Angelo "Off to the mall then?". Angelo patted his ass "Absolutely, how about dinner at the Marina tonight?". "Just the two of us, Saturday date night?" Ethan fell back on the bed looking at Angelo holding his arms up. Angelo laughed "Yes just us" he pulled Ethan off the bed "Later, get dressed". Angelo knew what Ethan wanted to do instead of shopping and laughed when Angelo hauled him off the bed, he kissed him and found the tightest t-shirt he could find whilst Angelo booked a table for 8pm. Ethan sent his weekly text to Sofie and finished up by saying they were dining at the Marina and he would see her on Monday. Sofie walked around Harrison with her mother reading Ethan's text and debating weather now was a good time to try and get things patched up in the family, she persuaded her mother to stop at Mel's Diner for a drink. Sofie took a slurp on her milkshake and looked at her mother "Had a text from Ethan this morning". Ellie put her coffee down "What is he up to this weekend?". "Out shopping for clothes and then he is out for dinner with his boyfriend at the Marina tonight" said wistfully. Ellie looked up "Marina hmm, your father knows his boyfriend you know". "So I heard, you haven't met him yet have you?" Sofie said putting down her milkshake. Ellie smiled she knew what her daughter was up to "Are you saying that your father and I should dine there?". Sofie nodded "Maybe it would be a good idea". Ellie picked up her phone and booked a table at the restaurant "Maybe it is the only way". "I promise I won't tell Ethan and you must not tell him I told you" Sofie said looking at her mother. Ellie sent a message to Jack 'Dinner at the Marina tonight just the two of us', Jack stood on the tennis court and smiled reading the message and sent a reply 'Great idea'. Sofie's job was done she knew her father had calmed down a lot and was hiding worried thoughts about Ethan as he would not speak to him still, she had overheard many of the conversations her parents had behind closed doors. Sofie waved them off as the taxi arrived to take them to Larchmont for dinner. Ethan and Angelo were sat in a quiet part of the restaurant ordering their dinner. Ellie nervously stood outside the restaurant waiting for Jack to pay the taxi, they both wanted to have a drink and Jack was looking forward to a relaxing dinner out with his wife. Jack not one to pay attention to other people never saw Ethan as they passed by some 5 meters away, Ellie glanced in their direction following Jack and the waiter to their own table, she saw that Ethan was deep in conversation with Angelo and never looked in their direction. She ensured Jack was positioned facing away from Ethan, Ellie on the other hand sat down and was facing them some 6 tables away. She would bide her time and allow Jack to get relaxed, on the other hand she couldn't help but get distracted by Ethan's boyfriend and glanced whenever she could thinking how attractive Angelo was, Latin, tall and very well built with dashing looks, well Margarite had been right about something at least she chuckled to herself. Angelo and Ethan closed their menus and handed them back to the waiter ordering desert, Ethan caught Angelo looking away again for about the hundredth time that evening. "What is it, you look distracted?" Ethan asked placing his glass of water down. Angelo returned his gaze "Promise me you won't turn round if I tell you?". Ethan laughed but then went serious "Maybe but it depends". "There is a table over the other side, the woman keeps looking at us, and the man..." Angelo glanced at the table. Ethan kept his gaze fixed on Angelo "The man what?". Angelo shook his head "I can't quite see him but I am sure I know him, she's ordering have a look". Ethan turned his head and studied the restaurant "Oh no". "What?" Angelo asked looking at Ethan. Ethan's head went down "My parents are over there". Angelo laughed then smiled "Oh so I do know the man then". "Do you think they have seen me?" Ethan said looking worried but mildly amused. Angelo smirked "I think your mother knows, but you have to face this Ethan". Ellie turned to her husband "Have you spoken with Ethan yet?". Jack handed the menu to the waiter "No he won't return my calls or texts". "Are you worried about him?" Ellie held her husbands hand. Jack looked out across the marina "Yes but no, I know he is in safe hands". "Will you make an attempt with him and his boyfriend if you had the chance?" She asked looking at him. Jack turned to look at her "If he will speak to me". "I know it is nothing we have done Jack, it is who he has become now" Ellie quickly glanced at Ethan. Jack sighed "I suppose I could speak to Angelo but we left things a little awkward between us". "What is his boyfriend like Jack?" Ellie asked him. Jack resumed his gave over the marina "Certainly not your stereotypical gay guy, I got taken in by him". Ellie laughed "He must be good person if he got through you". Jack smiled "Yes, I suppose he is a nice person". "You won't strike out again at him?" Ellie asked. Jack's smile disappeared "I think Angelo will hit me if I do. When he is ready we can talk". Ellie smiled "Be the father you should be Jack, go and at least say hello to him" she nodded over Jack's shoulder. Jack turned his head and saw Angelo sat with Ethan in conversation "Do they know we are here?". Ellie nodded "They have just realised we are sat here". Jack sat motionless after turning back to face Ellie, he was conflicted about what to do after all the last time he saw Ethan he had hit him and thrown him out. One thing he didn't expect to see this evening was Ethan with Angelo, it was hitting home hard. Everything Ellie had told him about Ethan doing okay in the big world with the man he loved came flooding back. Underneath he knew that whatever may be, he couldn't just ignore him and had to at least make some effort to start communicating with Ethan properly. He looked at Ellie who sat there watching him and poured him another glass of wine "Think about what you want to say, don't just go over without a plan" Ellie said putting the bottle down. Jack bided his time and allowed Ethan and Angelo to finish their dinner first. He placed his napkin on the table and stood up seeing Ellie smile he turned and walked over towards the table as Angelo caught his eye. Unmistakably he saw Angelo give a little nod as he got closer. "Angelo nice to see you, Ethan how are you?" Jack nervously spoke standing in front of them. Angelo stood up and held out his hand "Jack great to see you". Jack shook his hand without hesitation and looked at Ethan who stared ahead "Ethan can we talk?". Ethan looked up worryingly "I guess so, pull up a chair". Ethan did not feel afraid of his father but he knew that he was cornered into talking to him, and he also knew that Angelo wouldn't let him get off so lightly now his father was in front of him.

I hate the terms "bussy" and "mussy" those two words just make me cringe for some reason Hole, cunt, boypussy, pussy, ass, boycunt, etc etc are all fair game.

I had to update my phone number and doesn't know how to do I just reposted it... With new pictures

Sorry for the delay. Been pretty sick with some GI issues the last few weeks. Have a follow up scheduled soon with the specialist, and also been on antibiotics. All this with the constant stabbing pain and running to the bathroom has made this one bitch of a chapter to try and write. Anyways, let me know what you think and enjoy! ---- Part 4 - I didn’t have to wait very long when both of our attention was turned to the sound of a key going into the lock on the door. “Fuck yeah,” Garrett said, taking another deep puff on his cigar, “That’d be my boy, Ren. He’ll definitely give you a nice juicy load up your cunt, bud.” The door opened, and there with only a duffle bag in his hand and a massive black pipe in his mouth was hands down the sexiest Asian guy I had ever seen. Normally I thought of Asian guys as being slim and hair free, with an average at most sized cock. Attractive, but more feminine, if the porn flicks I had seen were to be believed. This guy was the exact opposite. Well defined muscles covered his body, with several tattoos across his body, with a massive black and red biohazard tattoo on his pelvis. Both of his dark nipples were pierced, and he had a light dusting of black hair leading down to his crotch. Nestled in between his well-defined legs was hands down one of the longest cocks I had ever seen, the brighter pink tip of which peeked through his foreskin. Hanging underneath were two massive balls. Blushing, I turned my attention up to his face and took in his features there. Medium length black hair pulled into a ponytail, as well as multiple piercings on his eyebrows and ears. He had a thick five-o-clock shadow and a soul patch on his chin, and his eyes were a warm brown. But what turned me on the most was the huge, smoldering pipe clenched in his mouth, which he was puffing away at. Garrett walked up to the Ren and pulled the pipe out of his mouth, leaning in a kissing him deeply. “Hey babe,” Garrett said, blowing out a thick cloud of smoke as he broke away from the kiss. “Hey, yourself,” Ren replied, sticking the huge briar back in his jaw before nodding his head towards me, “What do you have here?” “His name is Yurik,” Garrett said, putting his cigar back in his mouth, as Ren walked up to me and began to rub his hand on my chest and stomach, “First time to the baths.” He sat the mysterious bag down next to me before speaking. “I’m Ren,” he said, pinching my nipple with a grin on his face, causing me to gasp and squirm. “Nice, cute as hell too!” Ren said before reaching down and feeling inside my gaping hole before letting out a slight laugh, “Fuck, use enough lube on him?” “Would you believe that sexy fucker on the bed there was a virgin not even an hour ago when he got here?” “No shit?” he replied, shoving a second finger inside me as he took a deep drawn on the pipe, causing more smoke to billow out. I watched as he reached down and began to stroke himself. “Seriously,” Garrett replied, stepping up behind Ren and twisting his nipples, causing him to growl in appreciation, “And not only that, that’s not lube dripping out of his ruined hole… that’s my toxic load. Fucker begged me to poz him up.” “Fuck yeah,” Ren said, grinning in appreciation, before looking in my eyes, “Hell of a way to lose your ass cherry. Nothing like knowingly getting your first toxic load.” I smiled back at him, watching in interest as he took another puff of the pipe and blew it in my face. The smell was definitely different and I took a deep inhale, savoring it. Grinning even larger, Ren looked over at Garrett. “So, you the only one getting a crack this neg hole, or can anyone join in on the fun?” “This slut says he wants more loads,” Garrett said, tossing his spent cigar on the floor, “So I supposed we should do the right thing and give him as much dirty cum as possible.” With those words of encouragement, Ren stepped closer to my ass and slowly pressed his now hard cock against my ass. Garrett walked over to the door and turned around. “Gonna find a few more loads for his hole,” he said reaching over and opening the door. I let out a loud gasp as Ren shoved his hard dick deep into my hole. “Any preferences, bud?” he said with an evil grin on his face. Looking down at the large cock now deep in my ass, and the menacing biohazard symbol attached to it, I groaned. “Big and toxic.” Letting out a chuckle, Garrett walked out of the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. “Yeah, bud,” Ren said as he began to start sliding in and out of my cum-filled ass, “Cute fucker like you needs to be poz. Sexy as fuck that you want the bug.” I laid back and enjoyed the feeling of his long cock moving deep inside me, causing me to moan. Ren’s style of fucked was merciless, as his picked up steam and started pounding my ass harder and harder. Occasionally, his long, hard prick would slip out and he would just casually slip it back in. I must have been nearly screaming in pleasure as he worked Garrett’s cum deep inside me. “Damn, need to take a short break,” he said, stopping for a second gasping, “You take cock like a pro for just having had your cherry popped.” “You like my cum filled ass?” I asked, also panting heavily from the hard fucking he was giving me. “Holy fuck, yes!” he said with a slightly exhausted smile, “Just pissed because I wasn’t here to take it myself.” I watched as he opened the bag next to us and pulled out an oddly shaped lighter, bringing it back up to his pipe and relighting it. I watched in fascination as he brought it to life, making the tobacco in the bow glow as he inhaled deeply, only to let out a massive cloud of smoke back in my face. Instinctively, I took a deep breath in, savoring the smell. I watched in pleasure as when I breathed out, some of the smoke jetted out of my nose. “Nice nose jet bud,” he said, giving my dick a few strokes, “Smoker yourself?” “No, actually, never…” I said, thinking about how my parents would kill me if I started. “Fuck, you look so fucking sexy blowing my smoke out,” he replied, caressing my swollen cum-filled balls, “Would love to break your smoke cherry. Get you hauling deep on one of my pipes in your mouth. Nothing hotter than a smoking bug chaser raping his lungs on sweet smoke. Would really drive me over the edge, ‘specially since I didn’t get to enjoy bursting your other cherries. What do you say?” Fuck! I thought to myself, I would seriously do anything to get this hot load inside me. Before I realized it, I gave him my answer. “Make me a smoker like you.” Immediately, I swear I could feel Ren getting a little bigger in my ass as he took a deep inhale on his pipe and then locked lips with me. I opened my mouth and took his tongue against mine, inhaling as he exhaled the thick smoke. Slowly our tongues rubbed against each other, making my dick throb even harder. Pulling away, he smiled and watched as I slowly exhaled his cloud of smoke. “Nice,” he said with a smile, reaching over and started digging in the bag, “You’re a natural smoker, bud. Want a pipe for yourself?” I watched as he pulled out another large pipe like his. He handed it to me and grabbed his lighter. Apprehensively, I grabbed the pipe from him and looked at it. It was massive, but I decided to bite the bullet and stuck it into the corner of my mouth, mimicking what I had seen Ren do. “Slowly puff on it while I light you up,” he said, flicking the metal lighter aflame and slowly bringing the flame just about the rim. Slowly, I did just that, letting Ren coach me until finally the pipe was well lit. “Take a deep draw on that fucker,” he said, slowly stroking my cock and began to slowly pump his dick my ass. I did as he asked and suddenly coughed hard. “Shit!” I said, catching my breath. “Don’t worry, happens to everyone their first time,” he said, rubbing my chest before pulling out a bottle of poppers, “Here… sniff these first. It’ll help.” I took several deep hits from the bottle and then stuck the pipe back into my mouth, trying again. This time I didn’t cough nearly as much. “Fuck yeah, “ Ren softly muttered, watching as I exhaled a large cloud of smoke, “You’re smoking now. Ready for me to wreck your tight pussy while you smoke that nice fucking pipe?” “Fill me up with your poz smoker cum!” Slowly he started to fuck my ass again, slamming my ass harder with each progressive stroke inside me. Both of us began to billow like a chimney, smoking away at the pipes in our mouths. I found myself enjoying the feeling of the nicotine flowing through my veins, making me feel a rush through my body. Quickly, Ren’s steady assault on my ass started to become irregular, signaling he was close to blowing his load. “Yeah, bitch, smoke that pipe and rape those lungs while I fill your boy cunt with my death-stick,” Ren growled, now slamming hard into my loosened hole. “God, fill me with your tainted load!” I moaned, squeezing his cock with my ass muscles. “Jesus, yes!” he said, slamming as hard as he could, “Keep doing that. I hope your ready for this load, cause I’m going to fill you up full!” His pace quickened and switched from a bucking long dick fucking to jackhammering my loose, swollen ass lips. As he hammered away, I felt him start to shoot, the hot spray of cum covering the walls of my just recently infected virgin guts. Finally, he slowed to a stop, leaving his cock deep inside me while he caught his breath again. A thin layer of sweat had formed over his body, giving his muscles even more definition, making him look like some sort of sex demi-god. Slowly, Ren pulled out his now soft cock from remains of my formerly tight hole and collapsed beside me on the bed. He pulled my face to him, and we kissed slowly, sharing the smoke from each of our lungs as he stuffed his tongue into my mouth again. “With a hole like that, you’re gonna be really popular tonight, kid.” I relaxed my head back exhaling the smoke in my lungs out. Languidly, I watched the smoke slowly dissipate. “I can’t believe I’ve already gotten fucked by two hot tops,” I said, turning my head and looking into his eyes, “I thought I would be lucky to even talk to a guy or suck him off… but two guys fucking me? Just…. wow.” “You could definitely get more,” Ren replied, tracing his fingers along my sweat covered stomach and chest, “Night is definitely still young.” Getting up, he slowly lifted my legs up, exposing my hole to the open air. “Damn, really stretched you out with my prick.” Suddenly, he dived in and began to lick at it, making me moan as his tongue easily penetrated me. He was rewarded with a nice sized glob of cum, having easily been coaxed out. Letting my legs fall down on either side of him, Ren climbed on top of me and began to feed me the mixture of the two poz loads and my ass juices. We made out for a few more minutes before he pulled away and began stroking my still hard, throbbing dick. “Man, I would love to take one of your last neg loads inside me,” Ren said, fondling my cum-filled balls. “I… well…” I said, blushing hard at the thought, “I’ve never topped before.” “Damn! You got to be kidding me!” Ren replied, a look of surprise on his face. I must have had a look of confusion and possible fear on my face as he shook his head. “I don’t mean that in a bad way, bud,” he said quickly, “Just can’t believe a cute fucker like you really is a total virgin. It’s so fucking hot, and such an honor to be turning you into a sex-crazed pig!” “Oh… well…” I said, blushing even harder. I couldn’t believe that this sex god of a man was calling ME of all people hot. “Seriously dude,” he continued, “I would honestly love to be the first to get that beautiful piece of meat inside me!” “Well, I mean if you want…” I said, worried that with my inexperience I would really let down the muscled god in front of me. “Fuck yeah,” Ren replied, immediately rolling over and spreading his legs apart, “Drop that neg load deep in my poz cunt. Gonna make sure it's the last one you ever have.”

As soon as I finish this side story, I'll be going back to the other story. Glad everyone is enjoying the story so far. --- Part 3- Without realizing it, I held my breath, waiting for Garrett’s massive cock to enter my hole. “Damn boy, even with stretching this tight boy pussy, it doesn’t want to give,” he said, pulling out the brown bottle from before from piled up towel. Opening it, he took a couple deep sniffs before handing it to me. “Here, sniff these.” Instantly, I knew them to be poppers. Countless porn videos and online stores had taught me about them. I took several deep hits. Moments later, I felt a warmth spread throughout my body. I let out a deep sigh and handed the bottle back to Garrett, and watch as he closed it back up, tossing it beside me before stepping back up to my hole. My heart began to race as I felt the head of his massive cock press against my hole. Pulling out the cigar from his mouth for a moment, he hocked up a large gob of spit and began to rub it around on my hole with the head of his dick. He began to press harder and harder again. I was worried that I would never be able to take his cock when finally my hole relaxed and his thick meat slid deep inside me. I about screamed out at the intrusion and stretching of my ass muscles when Garrett pulled me close and began to tongue-fuck my mouth, distracting me as he slid the rest of the way in. It seemed like it took forever, but finally, I felt his large bull balls bounce against my ass as his dense forest of pubes began to rub against my ass cheeks. “Fuck yeah boy, deep in you now. Doin’ ok?” he asked, pulling away and ending our kiss. “Oh god… yes!” was my only reply. I had loved the feeling of his tongue and fingers probing my ass, but with his huge dick inside me, I felt a deep feeling of lust spreading out from deep inside me. Even with the pain and uncomfortable stretching of my asshole, and the deep ache of his thick member rearranging my guts, I knew I would never want to be without Garrett’s thick cock up my hole. Until he began to start fucking me. Slowly, he began to pull out until only his massive cock head was left inside me, pressing slightly against my prostate, only to be shoved back in again, stroking the swollen gland inside me. We both began to grunt as Garrett began to pick up his pace. I began to adjust to the new sensations of being fucked and filled my ass opening up under the steady assault and its lips clinging to his shaft as he pulled back out again. I moaned loudly as he increased his pace more, slamming me harder. I let out a whimper in appreciation. Suddenly I felt a weird sensation in my ass and Garrett suddenly stopped thrusting into me. “SHIT!” he growled out loud, as he slowly began to pull out of me. Confused, I looked at him, trying to figure out why he stopped. “Condom broke dude,” he said, starting to work his cock head out of my hole. “Don’t!” I almost yelled, wanting him to continue to fuck and stretch my ass out. I didn't want the fun to stop now, just when I was getting into the hard fucking he was giving me. “Gotta dude,” he said, pointing to one of the tattoos on his chest, “Don’t think you're ready to take a load like mine.” “What do you mean?” I said, still confused, looking at the large scorpion on his peck. “HIV positive, bud,” he said, now out of my hole. I felt empty. I didn’t want to stop. His cock felt amazing. And in my sex-filled haze, I made up my mind. “Fuck… Don’t care. Give it to me man! Fill my ass up with your cum!” I gasped out, my voice expressing my need. I had read about guys getting intentionally pozzed online, but even in my curiosity, had never understood why they would do it until now. I needed this hulk of a man’s load inside me. Now. “Shit, boy!” Garrett said, pulling off the tattered remains of the condom from his dick, “You sure? I'm fucking toxic. And like I said before, once I get back in you, I’m not pulling out.” “Please cum in my hole sir,” I said, lifting my ass even higher in anticipation. Shoving my ass down, Garrett took a deep draw on his half-smoked cigar. “Turn around, cumslut,” he said rubbing his cock before stepping back up to the bed, “I want to make sure to plant this load nice and deep up your neg cunt so it takes.” Getting on my hands and knees, I let out a loud groan as Garrett slammed deep into my hole. He continued to rape my ass, blowing his smoke at the back of my head, enveloping me in a haze of thick cigar smoke. Not even an hour ago the most I had done with a guy was a shy kiss in the 6th grade, and now I was riding a massive poz daddy dick and loving every second. “That’s right, slam back on my diseased prick,” he said, grabbing both of my hips, helping me slam even harder back into his strokes. Both of us continued to fuck hard, my hole taking the abuse with gusto. Grabbing my chin, we started to kiss again. Sweat dripped off of both of us, and I began to notice the musky scent of Garrett. It was a smell that only a true man could make, and it made my 18-year old brain swim. “I’m gonna cum in you boy,” Garrett groaned, pulling away from me again and going back to slamming my hole. “Don’t stop,” I moan, “Please. Please don’t stop.” “Last chance boy,” he said, his thrusts becoming irregular, “You sure you want to take my poz load?” “Give it to me!” I yelled in reply. “You got it, baby,” he said in reply, and even though I didn’t think it possible, bucked even harder, grabbing my shoulders with both hands. Sweat dripped from his head and chest as we fucked. In my hole, there was no longer any pain, having now opened completed and taking his cock like a proper bottom boyhood should. “Fuck, knew you were gonna have a sexy fucking hole the second I saw you walk into that locker room,” Garrett said as he continued to pound my ass relentlessly, “But the fact it was a cherry hole made things even better. And now I get to take your poz cherry as well. You ready boy? Ready to take the load that will change your life forever?” “Oh shhhh-it, infect my hole. Fuck that dirty load deep into me! Poz me!” “You're getting it fucker,” and with that Garrett slammed deep into me one last time and shot ropes of cum inside me. I felt every shot of hot liquid into my hole and I was instantly filled with an entirely new sort of warmth. It suddenly became too much for me, and despite not touching myself during the entire ordeal, I began to shoot what felt like my largest load ever. After a long time, Garrett’s cock finally softened and he let it slip from my now loose and dripping ass. I felt a swift slap on my ass, and instinctively my hole tightened up slightly. “How was that, boy?” he asked while puffing contently on the nearly spent cigar. “Holy shit…” I said, rolling on to my back and letting my head fall back, “That was so amazing. I’ve never shot a load like that before!” Crawling on to the bed next to me, he leaned down and kissed me, blowing his smoke into my face again. "How are you feeling about taking my toxic load?" Looking down, he stared down and my quickly re-hardening cock. The talk of his poz cum swimming around inside me was exciting me. “Damn, fucker,” he said, reaching down and grasping my dick at the base, “I guess you want more. I would have thought after a hard fucking like that for your first time you would be down for the count.” Biting my lower lip, I smiled and blushed slightly. “Actually, I’m even hornier than I was when we started.” “Well, shit,” he said, surprise in his voice, “Since you seem up to taking any load up your ass, you want me to find a few more guys to fill you up?” I hesitated for only a moment when pondering his offer, but then I felt a small glob of his thick bug-filled cum make its way out of my gaping cunt, and my mind was made up. “Yes, please.” “Well bitch, since you were such a polite piggy about it, let’s go find something to really break in that new hole of yours.”

As a bottom being gang fucked is an amazing head space to be in. You know you are living the real life version of one of those porn films where 1 guy on the sports team gets topped by all the others. The range of fucking styles i amazing but the deep knowledge that your body and ass are getting these guys off as they openly share you and spray their manseed in the same hole is the mental high that makes the experience for me. I feel the same way every time i get a good long line of guys at a sex club using me. You have to really know that you are a piece of sexual livestock and embrace it and the pleasure rewards are infinite.

Pt2 Your ad is posted and you feel the rush of anticipation, and some doubt of who will reply or if anyone will at all. You have your email open in one tab and open another and decide to check out xtube. You do a search for anon bareback and start watching some videos of me fucking raw and primal. Your own cock is throbbing with a need of its own, you start to play with your hole thinking how you want to be the bottom in the scenes you are watching. It all looks so hot to you, but you know how afraid you are to think about another man entering you bare. You check your email tab and see that there are three emails, your heart starts pumping as you look at them. Opening the first one you read "Still looking?" And nothing else. The second is a younger guys with stats that sound impressive, but no pic to back it up. You open the third and start to read, guy your age looking for his first experience with another guy, wants to take it slow. Also wants to make out and maybe some oral. As you are reading you see another email in your inbox. You quickly open this one and find its a guy a little older than you. About the same build, but bigger cock with a picture to prove it. Your heart is racing over this one and you have clicked reply before you even realize what you are doing. Fingers flying over the keyboard asking if he's looking for what you described in the ad. And if looking for tonite. You click send before the big head starts telling you what to do. You immediately start clicking refresh on your email expecting instant gratification. Other emails pop in, but you ignore them, looking for his reply to you. A minute or two goes by and you see a reply from him. Yes he is looking for anon dark room. The thought really turns him on, he also really needs to cum badly tonite. He asks where you are staying. Also wants to know if you want safe or bareback. You hit reply and tell him the hotel name and general location, pausing on the last question. You think for a few minutes, then just start typing. Love the thought of Bareback and would love to try it, but concerned about catching something. You admit you are married and really want feel what a real cock feels like, but are afraid. Your body is shaking a little as you hit send. You again start the refresh of your email. Knowing it will take some time for a reply, or you might not even get one at all if what you said turns him off. But his reply takes even less than the first. He tells you that he normally only plays safe, but would love to feel his cock in a nice hole without the condom. He understands your concerns and will leave it up to you. He knows where the hotel is and lives about ten minutes away. You click reply again and your fingers hover over the keyboard fighting an inner battle of which way to go. You know what you want! You know you won't be satisfied! You start typing that you really want Bareback and want to know what it's like to have a cock in you without the condom on. You click send before you can stop yourself. Less than a minute goes by this time and his reply is in your inbox. He says okay lets do it bareback and he's ready to come now, just tell him okay. You heart is pounding now, the thought of him fucking you has you so excited and nervous all at the same time, you click reply and type okay clicking send without even thinking about it. You push the laptop away and think to yourself, this is it, you just set up the fantasy you have always wanted. You look at your hands and they are shaking with the nerves going through your body. You look back at the laptop and see he has replied. You open the email and it says. "On my way"

The Stealth Bomber, Episode 1: Welcome to the Poz Team– Carl, Chris, Concierge in Denver, Curtis, the names in my ‘C’ column go on. I have tracked my victims from day one. While faces and asses have blurred over the years, their names/reference are logged, not one is lost, and my little trophy from each kill is put away with great care. My name, well my name changes and often, in person and online, I am always someone new, but someone new with the same goal, stealth bombing negative ass, turning unsuspecting bottoms and those who play at being a bottom into nasty, infected, viral filled cunts! In my mind I do call myself the Stealth Bomber, so that will work *Author’s note: The Stealth Bomber series is based on the real life of adventures of a fuck buddy of mine and is written in his honor and the work he does breeding ass. The stories are written from his perspective. Names and some details have been changed to protect the guilty, the innocent, and the just plain stupid. I have been lucky enough to take a number of his infected loads and hope you are someday too!* A little about me. I am in that sweet spot age of early 30s, so not too old for the young 20 somethings, and young enough for the 40 somethings to make them think they scored a sweet deal. I don’t have model looks, but men and women often admire me. I have a good job, a nice dick that is almost 9 inches, and nice thickness, and my best asset is my cum – thick, heavy loads that stick like oatmeal and I can cum 4 or 5 times in a row, each load as big and thick as the last – perfect for those cum hounds who beg for more! As the Stealth Bomber I plan to infect as many asses as I can, not just because I want to, I NEED TO INFECT AND BREED! It’s like needing to breathe for me. I need ass and only truly enjoy my orgasm when I know the hole riding me is negative. Do I fuck poz asses? Sure and I enjoy it, but the thrill of the chase, the satisfaction of conquering, and the twisted joy I get from stealth fucking is a whole other level. Let me tell you about my latest, Craigslist #67. Here was his post: Wanna breed a neg bbottom? - 30 (DC) - Neg bottom here. Turned on by the idea of getting pounded by a raw cock bb. Love aggressive dom types but not a must. I had not cummed in a couple days and my need was growing. I could get ass anyplace, but I wanted neg ass, ass to infect and this one sounded just right. I sent him an email with the usual sales pitch, told him how much I would enjoy being the dom top he needed, it had been so long since I had fucked anyone, and lie lie lie lie. He hit me back within minutes, we exchanged pics, he told me he wanted my dick so bad then said, “I’m neg/ddf, you? because I like to know, too many HIV+ guys out there.” Of course I told him I was neg too and it was hard for me to cum with a condom, so great to find a bottom who was neg I could play with and without further question he emailed me his address and asked me how I wanted him. Bent over by the door, ass lubed, ready for me I replied and was on my way. The buzzer in the old building sounded like a Ford truck on its last leg. I punched in the code, was buzzed in, made my way up and found the door to the apartment slightly ajar. With my left hand I pushed the door open, the light from the hall illuminating the white ass bent over and waiting for me, just like I like it! I stepped into the hall, closed the door and ran my hands up and down his negative ass – well neg for the moment. The bottom had one hand on the wall and the other was holding a bottle of poppers up under his nose sniffing like it was his last breath in a caved in coal mine. Just fine by me. I stroked his ass as I reassured him, “It is so good to find someone else who is negative. It has been so long, and I just cannot cum with a condom on, so I know I will enjoy this!” The bottom just mumbled into the poppers bottle and frankly I could give a fuck what he had to say. As he inhaled the poppers I dropped my jeans, made sure my cock ring from Fort Troff was on nice and snug (love those new thick ones they have), and with my left hand pulled out my cotton square. You see, I need a little souvenir from each stealth fuck, a reminder and evidence of my dirty deed and thank God for CVS and their cheap ass shit. I get like 100 cotton squares for a couple bucks and they are just the perfect size for my treasure chest. Anyways, I picked up the bottle of lube he had sitting by his feet and with my right hand began to work my index finger up his tight puckered hole. He immediately jumped, pranced, and did the two-step, but with my left hand held him still and continued to finger his ass. Like most bottoms he did not even flinch as my nail began to dig into his ass walls. While some guys leave one finger nail extra long to snort some lines, I leave my right index fingernail sharpened just right so that as I finger a dumb fuck’s cunt, I make sure to scratch and claw and tear his tender little hole so my cum can burrow in deep and infect him good. I continued to finger him as the clueless bottom started to buck and push back all the while telling him how nice his negative ass felt. It took only just a minute for me to see the bright red trails of blood when I wiped my finger on the cotton square – perfect!! I put the cotton square in my pocket, worked his hole a couple more times, and then bent over and began to lick at his ass. OH THE TASTE OF A RAW HOLE, TORN AND READY TO BE INFECTED! There is nothing like it. While I could eat a tangy ass for hours, I NEEDED to infect him, and so reluctantly pulled back, lined up my now dripping dick with his ass, and began to gently push my head against his now red slicked and winking hole. Every bottom is like a new horse. You have to gauge their reaction and willingness to submit and this one was ready for anything, so as soon as my head had pushed a little into his hole and he started to push back, I grabbed his hips and went balls deep. The bitch bottom arched his back, the muscles in his neck strained as he gasped, his fingers clawing the sheet rock of the wall as his left hand slung the bottle of poppers back under his nose as he sniffed and snorted and grunted. I let him feel my dick spread him open, and once the poppers started their magic, his ass ring began to relax and I was able to get to work. While I can take hours to cum if I wanted to, I just needed to infect, so this was a slam, bam, fuck. The dumb ass bottom grunted, moaned, and mumbled as I grabbed his hips and fucked him deep and hard. His hole got wet and sloppy quick, so I knew my fingernail had set the stage for a grand finale. “Oh, you got such a good ass, the best I have ever felt, you feel so good, want to make love to your hole!!” I murmured and he replied with more moans and gave his ass fully to me. They all want to feel special, cared about, loved if you will. Fuck that, they are just worthless pieces of ass for my pleasure! My balls pulled high and tight, my dick began to tingle, my whole body began to tense as my cum quickly moved up and stationed itself, ready to breed and infect its next target. The bottom was practically drooling now as he had bent completely over giving me full and deep access to his negative hole. Nothing like a cum whore to get me off, so I rewarded his gratitude and pulled him close to me as my dick head edged his ass walls and I began to plant my seed in him. “You want me to cum? Oh you have me so close? Want me to pull out? Please let me cum, please!” I begged, and of course he said yes, but it was already too late, I had already let loose my first load and there is nothing that gets me hotter than fucking an ass that I have already bred once. As load number two shot deep, he begged for me and I gave it all to him. I had had enough of this bottom, and it was time to go. All pretense over, I yanked out of his used hole with one tug making him cry out. “Oh I am so sorry, are you OK?” I asked with feigned care and concern as I rubbed his ass cheek with my left hand. With my right hand I pulled the cotton square out of my shirt pocket and wiped it up and down his crack, inserting it in his torn hole and reveled in the glorious site of blood and my cum as I pulled it back out, carefully folded it, placed it back into my shirt, pulled up my pants, told him how much I hoped we could do this again and let myself out. As the elevator doors closed behind me I studied my latest treasure chest addition. It was soaked pretty good, deep red, the edges a light pink, and was literally sopping. YES! Another successful breeding and I was sure my charged up load would be with this one forever. As soon as I got home I carefully attached my bloody and cum soaked cotton square to an index card, noted the date and other information, and filed it in my treasure chest. I then got online and sent him an email, thanking him for a great time, reinforcing how nice it is to meet a negative bottom, and that I hoped to see him again soon. He immediately hit me back asking when. Little did he know, I had no desire to fuck him again, he was done and was now part of the other team – POZ! In about two weeks I would email him, accuse him of infecting me, and refer him to Ernest at the local HIV clinic for testing. Little did he know I fucked Ernest raw at least twice a week. By day Ernest preached safe sex and played the good little clean queen, but by night he was my cum slut who wanted nothing more than my poz load in his ass. Stay tuned for more adventures – would Ernest tell a neg bottom he is poz just for me to use? Where is my next victim found?

Do fetishes or desires exist that have illegal and immoral implications unless carried out under circumstances that ensure that legality/morality is preserved during the sexual act? I believe they do, take for example people who feel the need to have sex with animals or minors. Wanting to have non-consensual raw intercourse with someone who expects safe sex is just another version of desire. Do these desires go away after condemning or criminalizing the practices related to them? Maybe not. If you have them, you can repress them and stick to what's legally and morally right. Or not. Your choice, until you get caught, then you're fucked.. Or you might poke around at it until you find some acceptable version, some watered down role play maybe. After all, once you convince yourself that that's what fulfills your desire (and people have been shown to be capable of doing this), you might no longer need the excessive details which would result in breaking laws or moral precepts. That's an interesting question. Some people might not have any other place to talk about these issues. But if you don't, it might be worthwhile finding one. Because not all users on this website are barebackers. A percentage of profiles lurking around here have very different interests regarding whatever we might have to say about this topic. This is a public place in many senses, and an interesting one to many kinds of people.

Went out this afternoon to one of my favorite watering holes in the SF Valley. Got at least 8 cocks stuffed into me, and I took 3 huge loads. In fact, the last couple of guys commented about how much cum was up my ass. I could literally feel all that sperm churn about as each guy fucked me. To get myself off, I stuck my finger up there, pulled it out to slurp up all that pearly seed. I love being a cum dump!

If it's possible, I say "Thank you!" to the top who's seeded me or give him a kiss or thank him by cleaning off his cock. There are many way to thank someone.

You're so young and hot but have had so much experience. I could learn loads from you. Please keep writing.

My opinion on this: Bareback - not wearing a condom during the scene. Cums either inside or outside the ass. Breeding - cumming inside the ass. No pulling out. I mean, seriously, let’s look at the term itself. Breeding. Implies someone is getting pregnant. Most likely NOT going to happen if someone pulls out, dumps most of the load somewhere else, then pushes the cock inside. It really fucks me off when I’m watching a “breeding” clip and the top pulls out. Bareback, it was. Breeding, it wasn’t. </rant>

tied down. one after the other balls deep cumming in my neg jock hole

Like cumdumps, I'm not exactly sure. I started exclusively barebacking when I was around 17. I'm in my mid twenties now and I get fucked on average, 5 or 6 times a week. Even more when I go to sex parties. So based on that, I'd estimate I've had somewhere between 500-1000 loads in my lifetime.

Saturday night (January 27th) found me at DenLA. Got there early to grab street parking, and was in the venue by 9:20. The event had just opened at 9, and there were about 6-8 guys there. Got a drink, and walked in to one of the rooms where 4-5 men had gathered. (It’s barely 9:30, the dance music is pounding), and guys are starting to get it on. One of the guys bends me over, and he stuffs his huge-headed cock up my hole. It stung for a second, but that fat piece of man meat got my hole loosened for the next 9 dicks. I stayed at the event for some 4 hours, and what amazed me was how fast the time seemed to go by. (Time flies when you’re getting your ass pounded with cock)! Despite the 10 fucks I received, I never saw some of their faces. Cock #7 was the one to jizz up my ass. He knew how to fuck a hole, he pounded me hard, but he never made a sound when he bred me. My only hint of that seed was when I felt the head of his dick swell as he dumped that load deep inside. Finally, been going to DenLA for a few years, and, lately I’ve had good luck cum collecting there. Can’t wait till the next event in February.

Part Seven: Leaking Onto My Seat *********************************************** I began to come down from my orgasm, again my brain focusing on the wetness inside my ass and the thick, rigid cock stretching it open. I could feel Tom beginning to soften, and slowly he began to withdraw, the metal of his ring tracing a line of cum I obviously could not see as it popped through my inner ring and began to slide against the soft innards of my lower rectum. It arrived at my outer ring, and he paused as he spoke. "Squeeze down tight, it will keep any cum still on my bar from coming out." Squeeze down... right. As if my ass had any control of its muscles anymore. It had be savagely busted open by these two men and used for their pleasure, and after destroying any ability of my muscles to tighten themselves, he now wanted me to try to close itself as he withdrew. Nevertheless, I tried to oblige him. He popped out and I felt the cool air rush up inside me; clearly my ass could no longer close itself. "Yeah boy, that's a gaping hole there. Mmmm, nice and cummy, with just a hit of red to know the job is done." My own uncut cock had been released by Gary's mouth, and as I felt him begin to pull himself out from under me from under my ass I felt myself experience a strange disappointment, that the night was now over. And yet, not quite. Gary pulled himself forward enough that he was able to sit up, his legs partially entwined with mine, and I felt the warmth of his breath move toward my hole. His tongue began to gently lick what must have been a small trail of cum leaking from my gaping ring. He slowly moved upward, collecting the dribble and bringing it to the doorway it had escaped through, and gently pushed it back in. He hadn't spoken since Tom had entered the fray, and I heard that first, original voice again. "There we go, no cum left behind." He and Tom both chuckled. "A little tearing but not much. You took us both so well boy. Don't think anyone has ever handled both our cocks so well. Did you enjoy it?" Hah! Was it not evident by the fact that I had never said "stop" or such? Were the two generous loads I had expelled not a sign? My still exposed ass all but begging for more didn't make it obvious? Of course I had, and I responded as such. "Fuck yeah. Still can't believe I did that. I mean, taking poz loads was always a fantasy, but how fast it just happened. I've always managed to avoid it somehow." Gary continued to maneuver himself down around my ass, and I felt his still rigid and wet head come to rest against my hole. "You avoided nothing tonight boy. You've taken quite a bit of toxic cum, with more than just our gift of AIDS. Many bugs now reside inside you. And you've been ripped open a bit. There's no question of avoidance this time. You belong to us now." And with that, he pushed his head into me, the dull pain of my outer ring being stretched open so far was far less that it was just a short time ago when he had ripped me open as never before. This time, though he was still large enough to always remind me of his size, he was able to bust in with minimal resistance. And he didn't stop after his head broke through, sinking all the way into me, lodging just inside my inner ring as it also expanded sorely and then clamped down to hold that head deep inside me. I knew he had one goal, to push any cum that had escaped my deepest insides during Tom's withdrawal back where it belonged. He pulled back out of my inner ring and shoved back in again, deep short strokes beginning to build in force and frequency. He was clearly bringing himself to a third orgasm. It took only moments and I felt his head again become impossibly solid as he shoved forward once more and the warmth I had experienced deep inside me from his first two loads, and that I realized had been missing when Tom exploded, returned as several splashes of his virally toxic semen joined what had to be quite the pond of deadly seed deep inside me. I could almost feel a sloshing inside me. "Oh yeaaah. That's it boy. So much cum in my balls." He collapsed forward on my back and my weak arms and legs gave out from under me; we landed on the bed, both face down, his sweaty, matted fur pressed against my back, his cock still inside, the last bits of his seed dribbling out his slit as he twitched a few more times. Tom laid down up at the head of the bed, his softened cock coming to rest on his left thigh. It was still streaked with the tiniest hints of cum, and--much more obviously--red blotches of blood. My blood. I hadn't bled just a bit, clearly I had been torn open quite badly. I felt my eyes grow heavy momentarily, and I closed them for just a moment. Or so I thought. In reality, it turned out I dozed off for about an hour. I awoke to find us in the same positions, Gary atop and inside me, Tom to the left of me. My ass was incredibly sore, and Gary had softened a bit while I had laid there, but feeling my stirring, he flinched inside me, and I felt his head begin to expand as the blood flowed in. Softened, it had slipped itself back into my lower chute, but wedged inside me his expanding head and shaft again begin to work into my deepest reaches, and I felt him again enter my second sphincter. Surely he wasn't about to fuck me for a fourth time?!?! He was not. Instead, I experienced another previously unexplored sensation. I suddenly felt a deep heat inside me, and it began to expand upward toward my stomach. Suddenly I began to feel my middle colon filling up and I realized his bladder was doing just the opposite. He was pissing deep into my ass, washing his and Tom's cum deep into my bowels. A part of me they hadn't been able to reach with their cocks was now to be fouled with their deadly poison, propelled forward by a wave of positive urine. Clearly he had well hydrated himself because the expanding colon walls of my intestines were becoming hot and painfully distended by the forced expansion from his discharge. Finally it seemed to stop moving, and I knew he had emptied himself. I heard--and felt--him sigh, his frail, wasted body still on my back. "Oh fuck boy, I needed to let that go. I piss like a racehorse too so you are quite well drenched inside. Just hold still as I slide out, we don't want you to lose any." He slowly pulled back and as his head popped back into my lower anal cavity, i felt a little splash of his scalding hot piss follow into an undrenched area. His cock tugged at my outer hole slightly as his shaft, which had dried a bit during my nap, extracted itself and the bulbous head it supported down to my final opening. He pulled out, my outer hole expelling him more easily than before as he had softened again considerably, and I felt the cold rubber of an ample butt plug thrust between my cheeks and through the entrance he had just vacated. It stung a bit as the unlubed plug broke through and created a seal. Everything was locked inside. Gary slid off the foot of the bed into a standing position, and Tom also rolled off and stood up. Our night was over. I somehow summoned the strength to pull myself off the bed and forced my wobbling knees to hold me upright. We all managed to make it down the stairs somehow without awkwardly tumbling down, and with the flick of a switch, Tom illuminated the room slightly with a single lamp. There behind the couch was the pile of my clothes, exactly where I had left them. Wait, where was me jock? Shit, I still had it on as I looked down at my now-soft uncut penis, exposed by the fabric where Gary had pulled it aside to free me. I pulled the fabric outward, allowing my dick to return inside. Gary and Tom stood there, watching, as I awkwardly bent over to pick my clothes up, the butt plug in my ass making this anything but a simple task. It was compounded by the fact that in bending over, my inner ring must have stretched in a way that I felt a small torrent of cum-laden piss spill into my lower rectum and splash down to my plug-sealed ass. It was unable to go further. Both noticed the momentary look of panic on my face as I felt the piss break through, thinking it would blast its way out of me onto the floor. Gary chuckled as Tom stepped forward. "Yeah, it will eventually work it's way down, filling you up down there. You'll feel like you need to press down and take a shit. Best to resist that urge." I somehow managed to work my legs into my track pants and pull them up, but in doing so I could feel my movements releasing more piss, and it was beginning to seep down around the butt plug, lubricating it; I knew eventually the dry seal holding it in would give way. I pulled on my tshirt, threw my jacket on, and stepped into my sneakers, leaving them untied. I dare not bend over for fear of losing the contents of my ass. Tom walked with me to the door, still naked, opening it to a blast of cold night air. I stepped out into the darkness, grabbing my keys and hitting the unlock button on the small remote. "Thanks for coming." Tom gently closed the door, and just as unceremoniously as that, I stood outside the house. My ass was full of lethal seed, already doing its work, my bowels distended by an incredibly large amount of piss. I stepped up into my Jeep. I sat down, the plug pushing up into me as I felt the first signs of wetness between my cheeks. I knew it would only grow, and as I began to drive away, the uneven terrain of the driveway bounced me around, releasing more piss from deep inside into my rectum, where the increasing pressure forced more drops and dribbles past the plug and into my track pants. I had almost reached the highway, when I felt one more torent increase the pressure to a point I knew was unmanageable. I slammed the car into park, threw open the door, and hopped out next to my Jeep. I thrust my pants down, grabbed the frame, and squatted back as I felt the but plug painfully erupt from my ass, firing itself into the darkness of the brush alongside the road. It was followed by a foreful spray of hot piss, splashes of which came back against my legs and sneakers and the track pants piled around my ankles. I felt my ass contact again, pushing down hard as if trying to take a shit, and another loud, forceful spray shot out. A few more pushes, a bit more piss, and finally it stopped. Shit. My ass was drenched and I had nothing to wipe it dry with. I winced as I pulled up my pants, feeling a disgusting wetness. I climbed back in my car, and resumed my drive home. And yet, despite all that I had expelled, I felt a few remnants of piss continue to escape, drenching my pants; I drove the remaining hour home that way, the mixture of cum and piss passing through the nylon fabric and leaking onto my seat.

Okay guys thanks for waiting, here's chapters 7 and 8 (which I posted before, but were deleted), and 9 and 10 (the final chapters). It's been fun guys, thanks again for reading, hope you enjoy:) My Twisted Neighbor 7, 8, 9, 10.pdf

First year at college has been a blast and after a pretty closeted life finally getting to try some as a gay kid finally getting to try some stuff lost my virginity to a guy I met in my bio class went to his dorm made out alot and got to some serious sucking and when he started fingering my hole I shot my load down his throat. After swallowing we made out more as he kept fingering me and i ended up on my back legs up on his shoulders as he tried to work his cock into me - after a couple pushes got it all the way in pushed my legs against my chest and pounded me hard and steady. When the time came he pushed in deep and dumped his load inside me. After I regained my senses we made out more and he ended up fucking me again doggie this time also ended with him dropping his nut inside me. Can;s wait till the next time

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 13 My phone lit up and dinged, letting me know I had a text message. “Hi, is this Zak or Zeek?” “It’s Zeek….who is this?” “Maybe you won’t remember me. U gave me your number if I wanted to talk. I’m Coty.” “I remember you, Coty. You were our waiter.” “Yes.” “I’m glad you kept my number. It’s easier to talk than text. Call me if you can.” He did not reply. After a few minutes my phone rang. “Hi Coty.” “Hello.” “So you want to talk?” “Um…..maybe I shouldn’t have called.” “Coty wait!!…..I’m glad you called…..There’s nothing wrong with being gay.” “I don’t know if I am. I mean, I think I probably am, but…..” “But what?” “I don’t know. I….I don’t talk to anyone about these feelings.” …… after a pause. “That night at the restaurant I wanted to go with you guys, but….. I was scared to.” “I understand….it’s not easy. It was hard for me coming out too.” Coty was crying….. “I tried to tell my parents…… they said no son of theirs is gay…..” More tears…… “They want me to see a psychiatrist. If I don’t they said I should get out.” “Coty…..where are you?” “I’m on Kinnickinnic near work.” “Stay there. I’ll come get you. I’ll be there in about 15 minutes.” I found Coty a few blocks from Café Centraal. “Coty…..it’s Zeek…..get in.” “Thank you for coming.” “It’s going to be okay, Coty….believe me. There’s nothing wrong with you….you know that don’t you?” “I know. I don’t want to talk to some psych person either.” I brought Coty back to my place. “Make yourself at home. Do you want something to drink?” “Just some water would be cool.” I grabbed a beer for myself. “Here you go, Coty.” I handed him a bottle of water. “Thanks.” I sat on the couch next to Coty. My leg was touching his slightly, and he glanced down at our legs touching, but didn’t move away. “You know, when I was in my early teens I felt different. I didn’t fit in with the guys at school. I got called faggot and queer. I thought all the glancing at guys in the shower during gym class and sexual dreams about guys was just normal curiosity. I didn’t grow up around gay people. I just kept to myself and was confused. It took me a little while to realize that my attraction to men was a lot more. Then it happened. I kissed another guy around 15 or so. We ended up sucking each other’s cock and jacking each other off and it felt so natural to me. I knew right then, without a doubt I was 100% gay. I have never even had sex with a woman. I’m very comfortable being a gay man, and it didn’t take me long to become a pig with sex.” Tears ran down his face. I tried to lighten the mood. “Hey, I’m happy being a pig….there’s no need to cry over that.” Coty chuckled and sighed a little. “My parents will never accept me being gay.” “Coty, maybe they will come around. Give them time, but if they don’t, you can’t live your life to please them. You have to make yourself happy, and if that’s as a gay man, then so be it. It does get better. Give it time.” “Funny thing is, I fantasize about it, but I’ve never even done anything with another guy. Not even a kiss. I feel so out of place.” I put my hand on his shoulder. “It’ll happen. You’ll find someone.” Coty leaned his head on my shoulder and cried. I put my arm around him and hugged him to comfort him, and he returned the hug. He nuzzled his head into my neck and eventually stopped crying. I felt his lips kiss me on the neck, and my cock began to stiffen. He looked into my eyes, still sniffling from crying, and I kissed him….his first kiss. For someone who had never kissed before, he was a natural. I buried my tongue in his mouth and our tongues danced in a passionate exchange. I slid my hand down his body and grasped the firm bulge in his pants. This kid was packing a basket full and then some. His cock responded with a stiff throb against my grip. My shaft was now fully erect and pulsing, and he reached down and stroked it through my jeans. As much as I wanted to tear his clothes off and poz his virgin ass right there, I stopped and slowly pulled him away. “Ah….., Coty, there’s nothing more I’d like to do right now than to fuck the hell out of your ass, but you may want to slow this down.” “What? Why?” “Because I only fuck bareback, and I’m no angel. If I fuck you, I’ll want to cum in you, and I’m newly hiv positive.” “I don’t care.” “No, but I do, because you’re not ready for that.” I again kissed him and unzipped his jeans. “Just relax,” I said. I pushed him back on the sofa and unbuttoned his pants. I slid onto my knees on the floor before him and pulled his jeans to his ankles. The last several inches of his hard shaft protruded from his underwear against his abdomen. I pulled them to his ankles revealing the most beautiful 9 inch cock. I grasped his rod at the base and stood it straight in the air. My tongue met the tip of his shaft, and I licked up the glistening precum forming at the mouth of his piss hole. The sweet nectar slid across my taste buds and down my throat before I engulfed his dick into my mouth. Coty grasped the back of my head and let out a long groan. “Oh my God,” he mumbled under his breath and thrust his cock as deep as he could into my throat. My eyes watered, and I gagged on his massive tool. “Wow….you are going to be one popular guy.” I continued to slowly work the full length of his cock with my mouth and stroke my rock hard dick through my pants. It didn’t take long to bring Coty to the edge. His shaft thickened and stiffened. I slid my mouth to the tip of his cock and the first of his thick white jizz oozed from his piss hole. I lapped it up quickly and engulfed his meat into my mouth as it fired off thick ropes of creamy spunk. His upper body jerked while he filled my mouth with a huge load of cum that I eagerly gulped into my belly. I pulled his cock from my mouth, and it throbbed several times in my hand. He panted and groaned and closed his eyes. His body was limp other than his still rock hard shaft in my hand. “Looks like you can go another round,” I said as I slid his cock back into my mouth. I pumped his shaft with my hand following my lips down every inch of his tool. Within a minute load two was filling my mouth and sliding down my throat. My dick throbbed and balls ached for release. I wanted to impale him on my hard cock, but I didn’t. Even though my symptoms had subsided, there was still a chance I could infect Coty with my gono. Believe me, the thought of giving this twink all my diseases boned my cock, but I resisted the urge. Instead, I crawled on the sofa in front of him and pressed my lips firmly to his giving him a taste of his spunk. “How was that?” “Oh…….fuck…….that was incredible.” “Well, I hate to break the news to you kid, but I think you’re gay.” I finally got a chuckle and smile from Coty. “Yeah, that pretty much confirmed it.” “Do you have any place to go tonight?” “Ah….I guess back home.” “I can take you home or you can spend the night here if you like.” “I’d rather stay, if that’s okay.” “Of course it is. Are you hungry?” “A little.” “Come on.” I led Coty to the kitchen. “I’ll fix you something to eat.” Coty boldly kicked his jeans off and followed me to the kitchen bare-assed with just his t-shirt on and cock swaying side to side. Over a sandwich and chips we sat at the kitchen island and talked a bit more. He was actually older than I realized. He was almost 21 and was close to finishing his radiology tech degree. Coty inquired, “You said you’re HIV positive?” “Yeah, I am.” “Ah…..What’s it like?” “It’s not for everyone, but to be honest with you, it’s very erotic to me.” “So you like being poz?” “Most people won’t understand, so I don’t talk about it much, but yes I do. I love it. It’s like the ultimate in bareback. Holding nothing back no matter what. Total release and surrender to my pig desires. It’s exhilarating to me and knowing I’m a vessel of toxic seed takes it to a whole new level.” “So when you were still negative you knowingly let poz guys cum in you?” “Yes…..does that freak you?” “Um…..no…..” I noticed Coty’s cock was again rock hard. “Does that turn you on?” He nervously looked down at his cock as it throbbed and bounced. “Um….” “It’s okay, Coty. It turns me on and it turns me on that it turns you on.” He chuckled. “Does it scare you a bit that it turns you on?” “Yeah.” “I get it. I went through that too. Once I started taking poz loads I totally let go of that fear. I don’t regret chasing to poz. This was totally right for me.” “Will this turn on ever go away?” “Not likely….mine only grew stronger, and I wanted to poz. You can either fight it or embrace it.” Coty’s cock again throbbed rock hard, and he crunched on a chip. “Will you give it to me if I want it?” “Well, let’s give it some time. You think about this. You’re just coming out, figuring things out. If you still want it after that, and you know what you’re getting into, then yes, I’ll try to convert you…..okay?” “Okay.” We finished up our snack, and chatted a bit more on the sofa. Coty was going to slip his jeans on again, and I said, “You don’t have to put them on. I’m heading to bed in a few minutes…..besides, I’m enjoying the view.” Coty sighed and smiled. “You have a choice. You can sleep in the spare room or you can join me in my bed.” “Um….if you don’t mind, I’d like to sleep with you, Zeek.” “Good answer.” That night, Coty curled up with another man for the first time. He slept in my arms the entire night, and I woke to him still sleeping with his head resting on my shoulder. His morning wood was pressed firmly against my leg, which only stiffened my already hard cock. I rolled Coty onto his back, grasped his cock and slid it down my throat. Coty quickly woke, “Fuck…..I have to piss, Zeek.” I kept sucking his beautiful shaft. “I…..can’t……hold……it……Zeek. I’m…..going…..to…..piss.” Coty flooded my mouth with strong morning urine. I struggled to keep up, but managed to gulp it all down, only spilling a little bit onto Coty’s pubic hair, which I quickly lapped up. I then slipped his dick back into my mouth and sucked his cock until he shot another load down my throat. I was so boned up and stroking my own shaft that I knelt over Coty and shot my poz seed all over his cock and balls. I licked ‘em clean and sucked the last glob of cum from his piss hole. “Holy fuck,” Coty replied. “Like that?” “That was hot.” “We’ll make a pig out of you yet. Wait till you start fucking and getting fucked.” Coty’s eyes lit up. I thought to myself…..this kid is turning out to be a natural pig….there is no stopping him….he’s going to be chasing in no time. The thought made my cock half-hard again. “Fuck….yes. I want more.” “Ok kid…. But right now I have to move. I’ll be late for work. I’ll put a spare key on the cupboard for you. Just lock up if you leave. You’re welcome to stay until you figure this out. It’s up to you.” “Really? Yes….. Thank you, Zeek.” I quickly showered and ran out the door for work. Over lunch I called Zak and told him about my turn of events the night before. He agreed that for now Coty should stay with me if he wants to, and if he decides to chase will be his gifters. Zak decided to stay in Chicago for the weekend, since his gono symptoms kicked in. He started the treatment so if Coty decided to chase he’d be ready to start seeding his ass by the following weekend. Friday after work I took Cort to his parent’s house so he could get some clothes. His parents tried to convince him he just needed therapy, but he had new found strength as a proud gay man and continued to pack his things and left. Friday night Coty was quite excited and all over me to get fucked, but I explained that he would have to wait or he could possibly get infected with not only my HIV, but also my gono. I told him I would fuck him with a condom if he wanted me to fuck him. He wanted my cock in him as soon as I finished my gono treatment, but was adamant that he would only play raw. If I would not breed him I could pull out, but he said that he thought it through and he was thinking clearly. He wanted my cock raw and wanted my cum in his ass. Even if I pulled out, he wanted all my toxic precum. I told him I would think about it, but that I still felt he should wait a while before taking charged seed. He said that he may be first coming out now, but he knew what he was doing and wanted to be a poz, bareback, pig. As much as I told him I hoped he would wait before taking that step, I was equally turned on that he wanted to take toxic loads and poz. I also hoped he would never use condoms. The thought of Coty being a cum pig, just like Zak and I, had me so turned on. He was like a dog in heat. I wanted to say fuck it and breed his ass with my toxic seed. I had a hard time resisting, and knew that it was a losing battle. I needed to try to at least make it through my gono treatment before fucking him raw. I only had a few days of meds remaining, so I mentally focused on Tuesday as the day I could start fucking Coty with my toxic cock. Would I pull out?...... Probably not. Coty stripped naked and worked my cock between his ass cheeks, teasing me with his cunt, hoping I’d crack and pop his cherry with my stiff shaft. I nearly gave in to temptation, but managed to control myself and suck his cock until he shot down my throat once again. I talked to Zak Saturday. Since he was staying home this weekend, he booked himself with appointments for the weekend and made plans to hang out with his sexy daddy, Charles. When I heard the news I was floored. I secretly hoped to add Charles to our relationship and have a hot triad. By noon an expected text dinged in on my phone. “Hey Zeek.” “Hi Ian….what’s up?” “I definitely have gono.” “Does Brian know?” “No…..I told him I wasn’t feeling well. Even though I want to fuck him and give him my gono, I’d rather wait and charge him up after I poz.” “Do you want me to take you to the free clinic?” “No, I already took care of it. I’m already on antibiotics. Thanks again for the added bonus infection. It’s hot. BTW, I worked some of your poz seed from my hole into Brian’s cunt last weekend then unloaded in him, but so far no signs of gono with him. Maybe I’m already poz and gave him his first toxic dose….I can only hope.” “Fuckin’ hot.” “See you soon….later bud.” Then I got a good idea. Ian was already infected with gono, and so was Zak and myself. Brian could be as well. One person who was also chasing was not, and maybe he was the answer to help pop Coty’s ripe cherry before I cracked and infected him with my gono. I pulled out my phone and text Jonathan. “Hey Jonathan.” “Good to hear from you, Zeek.” “I have a favor to ask of you.” “Ok….what do you need?” “Remember our waiter, Coty?” “The little nerdy guy?” “Yeah, well that “little nerdy guy” would surprise you. I left a note for him that night to call me if he wanted to talk about his gay side.” “You didn’t.” “I did. And he not only contacted me, he’s turning out to be a total pig with a huge cock wanting to get fucked raw.” “That’s right up your alley. Does he know you’re poz?” “Yes, and he wants me to poz him.” “So what’s the problem?” “With all our celebrating over my conversion Zak and I got loaded with a ton of seed and got gono.” “Ouch.” “It’s cool, but I’m having a hell of a time resisting wanting to plow Coty’s ass. I finish treatment Tuesday, but thought maybe you could pop his cherry tonight.” “I think that could be arranged…..” “Cool….how about my place around 5 pm?” I gave Jonathan directions to my place and thanked him. “See ya then.” I wanted this to be a surprise for Coty, so I told him we were going to have dinner to celebrate his coming out. Coty’s shift ended at 5 at the restaurant so he said he would be home by 5:30 p.m. The plan was working out perfect. Jonathan arrived on time, and we both prepared the dinner table. While we got ready I asked Jonathan, “Any symptoms yet that you may have converted?” “Nope….none.” “I think you need more of our toxic seed.” “I can hardly wait.” Coty got home around 5:30 and was surprised to see we had a guest. “Do you remember Jonathan, Coty? He was our ‘dessert’ the night you served us at the restaurant.” “Yes, I remember. Nice to see you again, Jonathan.” “Jonathan is going to celebrate your coming out with us. Have a seat.” During dinner I could tell Jonathan and Coty definitely had a connection. Jonathan and I cleared the table and told Coty to relax……we would serve HIM this time. We both disappeared into the kitchen. Jonathan and I stripped naked and reappeared in the doorway boned up. “Time for dessert,” I said. Coty laughed and pulled his shirt off over his head. By the time he stood up his cock was fully erect. He unbuttoned his jeans and tossed them on the floor. His huge cock stood straight up. “Holy fuck,” Jonathan exclaimed!! “What a monster cock.” Jonathan walked up to Coty and stroked his dick. “I want you to fuck me,” he whispered in Coty’s ear. Coty and Jonathan began to make out while stroking each other’s shafts. I ground my cock between Coty’s ass cheeks. Jonathan knelt in front of Coty and began sucking his huge dick. Coty leaned into me and I buried my tongue in his throat and kissed him from behind. Jonathan stood up and pressed Coty’s cock to his ass. Coty grabbed Jonathan’s hips and slid his cock across Jonathan’s cunt. “Oh fuck,” Coty moaned. “Wait till you feel your meat filling that sweet hole,” I whispered to him while caressing his chest and nipples. I grabbed a bottle of poppers and lube and tossed them to Jonathan. “You’ll need these with that piece of meat.” Jonathan lubed up his hole and slicked up Coty’s cock then bent over the dining room table and took a big hit of poppers. I grasped Coty’s cock and lined it up to Jonathan’s cunt. “Go in easy,” Jonathan said as he sailed off on his poppers high. Coty grasped Jonathan’s hips and pressed the head of his cock to Jonathan’s hole and thrust his head inside. Coty advanced his shaft into Jonathan’s sweet cunt and sighed, “FFFUUUCCCKKKIIINNN AAA.” Jonathan held Coty back with his hand before taking another huge hit from the bottle of poppers. A few deep breaths later and he pushed his ass into Coty’s shaft, tearing open his insides. Jonathan winced in pain. Coty was only halfway in, but Jonathan was a cock slut and determined to take Coty’s entire dick. “My God….I never thought it would feel so incredible,” Coty groaned. “Feel that warm flesh wrapped around your meat,” I added. “Pound that ass with your cock.” Jonathan again cranked open the bottle and inhaled deeply. With one quick thrust he impaled himself all the way on Coty’s massive cock. “Oh…..FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!” Coty whined. His cock throbbed repeatedly stretching Jonathan’s cunt wide open. Jonathan yelped in pain and took several deep breaths and exhaled slowly. “Fuck me,” he whispered. “Nice and slow.” Coty slowly withdrew his cock before sliding back into Jonathan, seeing every inch of his shaft disappear deep into his gut. I again sandwiched my cock between Coty’s ass cheeks. “Feels amazing, doesn’t it?” Coty’s thrusts began to pick up speed and his breathing intensified with short, fast grunts. “Oh, fuck…..I’m getting close,” Coty said. “Plant your seed deep in his ass,” I added. “Fuck yes…..give me your load.” Coty’s ass cheeks clamped around my cock and he groaned as he thrust balls deep into Jonathan and unloaded his seed. At the same time Jonathan’s cunt puckered around Coty’s meat and his dick fired off its load. He kept his ass pressed tightly onto Coty’s cock. I made out with Coty and he melted into my arms before his cock flopped from Jonathan’s wrecked cunt. Tuesday finally rolled around and my gono treatment was completed. I was anxious to get home to Coty, but my day agonizingly dragged on. Tonight was the night. Coty would be taking not only his first cock in his ass, but his first poz cock too. I decided that if he still wanted my toxic seed I would breed him and convert his ass. I returned home from work to find Coty taking an afternoon nap. He was lying on the bed on his belly with the sheet draped across his naked body, with one ass cheek exposed. I grabbed my poppers and lube, stripped off my clothes and slipped into bed naked. I crawled on top of him and ground my hard shaft across his tight hole. Coty responded by pressing his ass into my cock. I kissed him on the shoulder and whispered in his ear. “Still want my bare cock?” “Yes….” “Still want me to poz you with my charged seed?” “Oh, fuck…..yes.” “I’m going to give you my raw cock and poz your ass.” “Give it to me.” “This is going to hurt, but we’ll take it slow.” I positioned Coty on his knees to fuck him doggy style. I lubed up my cock and his hole then worked my fingers into his tight virgin hole. I tossed him the bottle of my favorite poppers, Pig Sweat. “Take a hit of these and hold it in…..it’ll help.” Coty held the bottle to his nostril and inhaled. He held his breath before slowly exhaling. “Oh wow,” he mumbled under his breath. That was my cue. I pressed my mushroom head to his virgin hole. My cock met with resistance, but I wasn’t taking no for an answer. “Fuck you are tight.” I applied more lube and Coty took another hit of poppers. I took advantage as Coty sailed off on his popper high and forcefully thrust the head of my shaft into his cunt. Coty screamed in pain. “Try to relax………it’ll get easier, I promise.” Coty took a deep breath and grasped the bottle of poppers. He whimpered as I forced his hole open with several inches of my shaft. “You’re doing great. It’s going to feel amazing once we open you up.” “It burns like crazy……just shove it in me….get it over with.” He desperately unscrewed the lid and hit the poppers. I grabbed his hips and tore into his gut. His ass cheeks slammed into my hips, and I felt his hole tighten around my shaft. Tears rolled down Coty’s cheeks. “I’m in….Just hold still for a bit. Your cunt feels so amazing.” Coty took several deep breaths and the vice grip of his cunt on my pole slowly relaxed. “Are you alright?” “Yeah....” “I’m definitely leaking precum so my virus is already in you.” “Fuck yes…..I want your poz cum.” I pumped my meat into Coty. “I’m so happy you want my toxic cock in your virgin hole. I want to give you my DNA. Feel my deadly “Oh my God….you were right…..this feels so incredible. I want your HIV….please give it to me.” I kept pumping his ass, working his hole wide open. “I’m getting close….are you sure you want it?” “yes…..poz me up. Cum in me.” “I’m going to shoot…..here it comes…..no turning back. Your virgin ass is mine forever.” My cock erupted, coating Coty’s intestine lining with my charged batter. “Feel my shaft pulsing in your cunt? You’re getting all my poz babies.” “Fuck….Oh Fuck, yes,” Coty exclaimed, and his neg cock unloaded its creamy spunk. Coty was grinning from ear to ear….. “Thank you so fucking much. I love this.” “Well, maybe you’ll love this too.” I pulled Coty to his feet and pushed him into the bathroom. “Get on your knees.” Coty knelt in front of me, and I drenched him in urine. He opened his mouth, and I filled it full of my piss. He swallowed a bunch down and spit the rest out down his body. I soaked his face, and he rubbed my piss all over his body. “This is so erotic.” He licked the piss from his lips. “I knew I would love it all.” Coty was well on his way to becoming one hot, poz pig………

I want Austin Shadow or Lucky Joe or both lol to cream my tight hole so bad i can't even see straight! They both are hot and have the HOTEST cocks! I'm sure either one of their cocks would feel amazing in my ass. It turns me on something fierce to watch them fuck and when they breed someone i immediately shoot a big load all over me

Now Tad braced himself for the worst as Wolf moved behind him and took his position between Tad's legs. Piston, Hog and Bull had managed to stretch Tad's puckered anus into an open hole into which the blunt tip of Wolf's fist sized cock head fit comfortably. Using the cum and detritus oozing from Tad's abused ass hole as his only lubrication, Wolf mounted the teenager in a single man killing thrust. Tad screamed and fell forward on his arms with his head to the floor and screamed until there was no air in his lungs. With no throat raping prick to distract him, Tad's full attention was focused on the agony in his guts. If Piston was a red hot baseball bat, then Wolf was a volcanic telephone pole. Tad's puckered asshole stretched to a taut smooth ring, while his aching rectum tore as Wolf's monster filled the ravaged tunnel beyond capacity. Wolf withdrew his monster until only its head was inside Tad's back door and laughed when he saw that the shaft was streaked with fresh blood. "Told you I'd make you fucking bleed," he gloated as he slapped Tad on his firm round buttocks. Wolf plowed Tad's buttocks with slow deliberate strokes, while the tortured teenager screamed and beat the floor with his fists. Wolf had to do nothing special to cause Tad agony. The mere size of his prick was enough to make Tad scream. Wolf did not grunt or pant or moan but did his damage to Tad's gut in a workmanlike manner with only a quiet snarl curling his lips. When at last he reached orgasm there was no scream or howl, Wolf just held himself perfectly still while his balls pumped his cum into the boy's bleeding guts. His cum seemed to last for several minutes before his large testicles were drained. After his last ejaculation, he gave Tad three of for more thrusts with his softening penis before withdrawing from the boy. "That's a fuck you won't forget," Wolf laughed as he slapped Tad on the buttocks and walked away. Tad with a groan collapsed and lay on his stomach on the floor. He was too overwhelmed by pain and exhaustion to notice the half dozen bikers drifting over from Willie's table to have their turn with him. They rolled him onto his back and one dropped to his knees and straddled Tad's chest while the other knelt between the semi-conscious teenager's legs. The first biker fell forward on his hands and fed Tad his hot dick while the other lifted the teenager's legs to his broad shoulders and shoved his meat into the boy's upturned ass. Tad did not grunt or groan or whimper as he barely felt their pricks penetrate his throat and rectum. After suffering through Wolf's colossal penetrations, the rutting thrusts of mere ordinary men were easy for him to bear. At first Tad thought his torture had ended, that he would endure his gang rape in a semi-conscious unfeeling daze. But then relieved of the overwhelming pain of repeated massive penetration, his body started to react to the more pleasurable thrusts of ordinary men. As each minute passed he became more aware of what his rapists were doing to his body. He felt sensations in his guts that made him groan with desire. He felt the cold aching of his loins warm to sexual arousal. He felt his cock swell and grow to man-size. He felt nothing but shame at his body's reaction, at the desires coursing through him. Tad's mind was racked with the pain of feeling pleasure from his rape, as his body had been racked by the pain of Wolf's abuse. Tad recoiled from the horror of being aroused by the unnatural touch of another man. But his body betrayed him and as one biker replaced another, his cock grew to full erection and his loins begged for relief. By the time the first six bikers had each had a turn at his mouth and ass, Tad had reached orgasm twice and was aching to cum once again. The first six bikers were replaced by six more and then Sam the bartender took a turn. On through the night the gang rapists drifted back and forth between Tad and Willie and used each boy again and again. They untied Willie and bound Tad and then they bound them both together. They raped them separately and they raped them as a pair and they raped them continuously. To Tad and Willie, the bikers became a blur of anonymous male flesh with an erect prick to thrust into their mouths or between their legs. They were all alike in their rutting sexual desires and one man was no different from the next, except for Wolf. Tad always knew by the agony he felt in his throat or ass, when Wolf was at his door. When Tad and Willie grew to tired to respond to the rapes, the bikers invented little games to get their attention. Willie was brought from his stupor by a fist to his testicles and the treatment was repeated whenever his responses flagged. Tad had his nipples pinched and twisted until he wept and begged the biker's to tear them from his chest. But they laughed and twisted them some more. The bikers raped the prep-school boys until they were unconscious, while they were unconscious and when they came to consciousness again. They raped the boys hour after hour in every position and by every method their perverted minds could bring into play. The bikers took sloppy seconds, thirds, fourths and fifths and when they could not use their own equipment they used whatever came to hand. Bottles, glasses, salt shakers, toilet plungers, wooden spoons and from the kitchen vegetables of all kinds were thrust and twisted and plunged into the teenagers' unresisting bodies until the bikers grew tired of their fun. Finally at dawn the biker's were sated and slunk off to clean themselves and rest like dogs after they have finished with their bitches.

Part 4 Tad watched in horror as Willie pulled the biker's train of chain rape. One man after another took his place at the boy's mouth or between his legs as they chose. As they waited for their turns at Willie's unwilling body, many of the bikers stripped off their shirts and pants and wore only their boots or vests or motorcycle caps. Some wore harnesses which crisscrossed their massive hairy chests with leather straps or metal chains. Some wore cockrings or ball harnesses or both. Some had pierced nipples or pricks or both. Each man was different in his way but all were alike in that their bodies were unwashed and their pricks were primed and ready for rape. Tad barely felt the roaming hands of Wolf and his two companions as they groped his body unmercifully. The only time he groaned was when they touched his groin and he wished that they would just leave him alone. But they had not gone to join the fun with Willie but remained at Tad's table to torment him with what was to come. As they touched his crotch they asked him how he liked it and if what was happening to Willie looked good. They whispered in his ears that his time was coming soon and that they were going to fuck him really good. As the forth or fifth man took his place between Willie's legs and yet another biker came in his mouth, there came a loud thumping on the tavern door. For a moment every man in the room froze, even the two raping Willie, as the one thought "POLICE" flashed through their minds. "Open up! It's Piston and Reb," a gruff voice came through the door and every man let out his breath and relaxed. As Crank opened the door, the rapists went back to their fucking business and the lines started forming as before. Piston and Red stepped into the tavern and looked at the gang rape with disgust. "You mother fuckers started without us," the dirty blond, Piston, complained. "Quit your fucking bellyaching, he ain't pulled the first train yet," Crank replied. "The fucker's just starting to warm up." Reb wasted no time shedding most of his clothes before getting on line to rape Willie's mouth. As he waited, he rubbed one hand over his small hairy chest, while with the other he stroked his puny prick to get himself primed and ready for his turn. "Come on, Piston," he called cheerily to his boyfriend, "you don't want to miss the fun." "Got fucking business," Piston replied sulkily as he ambled over to Wolf's table to report to the gang leader on his mission with the car. "What did you do with it, Piston," Wolf asked the big blond biker as he approached the table. "Took it to the junkyard, Wolf," he replied in a respectfully disgruntled tone, "it will be on its way to three fucking states by tomorrow. The fucking cops will never find it no matter how hard they look." "A-fucking-one!" Wolf congratulated him and Piston's chest swelled just a little with pride. "Thanks, Wolf," Piston's tone was slightly mollified, "guess I'll go get on line for some fucking ass. The shit's going to be fucking sloppy by the time I get to him." "That fucking train has left the station, Piston," Wolf laughed, "you don't want sloppy seconds when you can be first on board. Join me. You can be the first man on the train, when this fucking engine leaves the station." Piston was all smiles as he nodded his thanks and took the seat on the other side of Tad. The blond biker looked at Tad as he lay with his cheek pressed against the table and his eyes screwed tightly closed. "What's the fucking matter with him," Piston asked as Tad groaned when the biker but his hand on the teenager's thigh, "he looks like he's been hard used?" "I had to bust his fucking balls, just to get his attention," Wolf put his hand on Tad's other thigh and the boy groaned again. "I think he's learned his fucking lesson and will do what he's fucking told." "Mind if I try him out, Wolf," Piston asked with a voice edged with excitement. "Go ahead, just keep your prick in your fucking pants," Wolf conditionally replied, "he ain't ready to leave the station yet." "Sit up," Piston commanded Tad, "let's see if you've learned your fucking lesson." Tad unscrewed his eyes and looked at Piston in bewilderment. The pain befuddled teenager seemed to recognize the dirty blond giant from some where though he could not remember exactly where that was. He did distinctly remember Wolf's crippling punch between his legs as his balls still ached from that awful blow. He tried to raise his head from the table and felt a sharp piercing pain stab from his nuts through his loins to his back. He put both his palms flat on the table and pushed himself up by his arms as he bit his lip to keep from screaming with the pain. "Good boy," Piston praised Tad as if he were a puppy sitting up for a doggie treat, "what's your name?" "Tad...Sir," The teenager gasped between waves of nausea. "Good Tad," Piston praised the teenager again and the boy half expected to be given a treat, "Now Tad put your hands behind your back and let the boys hold your arms, then spread your legs real wide so Wolf and me can feel you up." Tad with a sinking heart knew that he must obey. To beg for mercy would be a waste of time and would probably only anger his tormentors. Neither Wolf nor Piston nor the two brawny bikers standing behind his chair knew anything about mercy. They were interested in only two things, pleasing themselves and torturing him. To fight was to invite another bruising of his testicles. He could not win and would only suffer more. To comply was the only road to follow and that road did not lead to safety but to rape. Tad put his arms behind him and the two brawny bikers each put a hand to one of his wrists. Tad slowly spread his knees apart and held his breath in anticipation of his tormentors first caress. Piston with a wicked grin slid his hand from the top of Tad's thigh to the inside of his leg. He felt the boy's muscles tremble beneath his fingers and watched with excitement the look of anguish on the teenager's handsome face. Piston's cruel mouth opened slightly and his thick tongue slid out and curled up over his top lip as he slid his hand from Tad's inner thigh and cupped the boy's crotch. Tad flinched, his legs jerked and he drew back from Piston's cruel touch. "What's the matter, fuck meat," Wolf snarled as he saw Tad recoil, "ain't Piston your type? Don't you like big, blond, fucking bikers or are you too fucking good for shit like us?" "No, please," Tad protested as he twisted around to look at Wolf and felt a stabbing pain in his nuts, "I couldn't help it. I'm just so sore." "Then tell Piston your sorry," Wolf's command carried and unspoken threat, "and ask him really nice to grope you." "Please, sir," Tad almost wept with humiliation as he spoke to the leering blond biker, "I'm sorry. Please grope me. Please, sir, touch me down there." Piston ran the tip of his tongue across his upper lip and leered at Tad through half-closed eyes. "Show Piston that you like him," Wolf suggested forcefully, "Kiss him and give him a lot of fucking tongue." As Piston opened his mouth and leaned in closer to Tad, he squeezed the tender bulge in the crotch of the teenager's gray flannel slacks. Tad opened his mouth to scream as the biker mauled his tender crotch and Piston clamped his mouth over Tad's lips. Tad tried to pull away but the two bikers behind him held his neck and head and forced him into Piston's lewd embrace. Tad had no choice but to accept the bikers hard, hot tongue into his unwilling mouth. As Piston's warm hard muscle invaded the teenager's mouth, he tasted beer, cigarettes and decaying teeth. Tad tried hard not to swallow the hot saliva that poured from the biker's mouth into his nor to move his tongue in response to the biker's probing muscle. "Give him tongue, asshole," Wolf ordered Tad when he saw the boy was not responding to Piston's sloppy kiss. Tad whimpered and swallowed the foul juices the blond biker had deposited in his mouth and tentatively moved his tongue. Piston responded by pressing his mouth into Tad's with such force that his teeth slid between the boy's and forced the teenager to take even more of his foul tongue. The blond biker held the struggling teenager for several minutes in a fierce embrace while using his tongue as a weapon to rape Tad's mouth and throat. When at last Piston broke his violent kiss, they were both gasping for air and sweating like pigs. "Hog and Bull," Wolf addressed the two bikers standing behind Tad's chair, "I ain't waiting any longer. It's time for this little fucking engine to pull the fucking train." Hog grunted and Bull snorted their eager assent. "Hog and Bull, you boys get him up and strip him," Wolf gave his orders as he rose from the table to start pulling off his clothes, "Piston, you bust his fucking cherry and make sure that it fucking hurts." "No! Please," Tad protested as Hog and Bull dragged him to his feet. "Shut up!" Piston snapped as he rose from his seat to backhand Tad across the face. The blow stunned the teenager who fell back into the arms of Hog and Bull. The two bikers caught him and started tearing at his clothes. The two bullies quickly tore the teenager's button-down shirt to shreds while Piston tore at his belt and the button on his pants. Hog ripped the white tee shirt from Tad's chest and back as Bull and Piston stripped the boy's gray flannel trousers from his legs. Tad tried to struggle but did not have a chance. Bull pulled the shoes from his feet, while Piston tore off his underpants. In less then two minutes Tad was naked and trapped inside a circle of four horny, brawny men.

Part 3 The whole gang laughed but not at Tad because they were paying no attention to him. They were laughing as Willie flopped about on his stomach while Crank forced a second fat finger into his aching asshole. Crank laid one thick finger atop the other and turned them like a corkscrew into Willie's tight canal. "Where's the fucking grease, Sam," Crank complained loudly as his fingers refused to be pushed further than the second knuckle into the groaning teenager's dry ass hole. Sam scurried off to the kitchen to fetch a can of shortening with a backwards glance at the suffering boy. By the time he returned with a can of commercial shortening, Willie had been rolled on his back by the bikers and his wrists tied to his ankles and his elbows to his knees. By this method, his legs were forced to bend at the knees and spread wide apart as they were drawn up towards his chest. As he lay on his back, his buttocks were lifted from the table and the space between his legs was laid open and fully exposed. The bikers left him on his back with his buttocks hanging over one side of the table and his head hanging over the other side. Some helpful gang member lifted Willie's head so that he could watch Crank grease his big dick. Willie watched with his mouth open and panting in fearful anticipation as Crank scooped a gob of shortening from the can that Sam was holding in his shaking hands. Crank smeared his hard cock from its root to its tip with the thick white goo. He took a second gob on the two fingers he had been using to assault the boy's ass and shoved it into Willie's puckered asshole with a single stroke. Willie screamed and bucked at the double digit invasion of his virgin ass and screamed again as Crank screwed his fingers in and out to smear the grease about inside Willie's newly opened shit chute. Tears clouded Willie's vision, as in a blur Crank take his place between Willie's thighs. As Willie felt the blunt tip of Crank's dick kiss his greased asshole, the boy whimpered in anticipation of the raping thrust. "Take a deep breath, fuck meat," Crank cheerily advised him, "and kiss your fucking cherry ass goodbye." Crank lunged forward and with a single brutal thrust buried the entire length of his dick in Willie's gut. Willie screamed and the gang cheered as Crank began humping his greasy prick into the boy. Tad did not raise his head to look but screwed his eyes closed as if that would block out Willie's screams. "Shut him up," Crank huffed as he put a hand behind each of Willie's knees to brace himself while he humped. The helpful biker dropped Willie's head and being helpful still stopped the boy's screaming by thrusting his cock into the teenager's gaping mouth. As Crank pounded his prick into Willie's overstretched asshole, the helpful biker at the boy's head engaged in oral rape. The two brutes quickly found their rhythm and double humped the boy like two rutting beasts. After a few minutes, which to Willie seemed like hours, Crank grunted and drove his prick all the way into the boy. The biker's massive body froze for an instant in sexual paroxysm, then his loins contracted as he ejaculated his hot semen into Willie's gut. Willie had no time to think about what had been done to him or that he now carried inside his body a part of his rapist, which he would absorb to make it forever a part of him. He could only feel relief as Crank's raping dick left his body and horror as another biker's raping dick took its place. Willie tried to scream as the new penetration renewed his agony but his scream was muffled to extinction by the prick filling his mouth. "Deep throat me, cocksucker," the helpful mouth raping biker husked as forced his bloated cock past Willie's virgin glottis and down into the boy's throat. Willie gagged and wretched as his body tried to expel the hot mass plugging his throat. The boy couldn't breathe as his throat was completely stopped by hot, hard man meat. The helpful biker looked down and smiled as Willie twisted and writhed in a desperate and futile fight for breath. Willie's frightened face turned red and then blue, before the helpful biker withdrew enough prick meat to allow Willie a few gulps of air. Willie was still gasping desperately when the helpful biker slid his prick back down the teenager's ravaged throat. The helpful biker's oral rape had a rhythm, which Willie quickly learned. Three rapid throat raping penetrations were followed by one deep throat which the biker held until Willie thought he would pass out. Willie learned to fill his lungs between the three short strokes so that he would have enough breath to carry him through the deep throat ordeal. Willie did not know that it was his struggle for air and the working of his throat that turned the helpful biker on and kept him going strong. The biker between Willie's legs picked up the helpful biker's rhythm and started fucking in three short thrusts which was followed by a deep penetration during which he ground his coarse pubic hair into Willie's upturned buttocks. The two men worked together as they grunted and sweated to torture the teenager by making him feel every moment of his double rape. They thrust their hips until their heavy, hairy balls slapped against his forehead and his backside. They ground their filthy pubic hear against his tender skin. They corkscrewed, pounded, plowed and pried their pricks into his body and not satisfied with his suffering from these assaults, they tormented him further by using his body as a sexual toy. In a concerted effort to torture the abused prep-school senior by sexually arousing him during his rape, the helpful biker tweaked the boy's pink nipples and caressed his heaving chest while the other rapist stroked the boy's pink prick and tickled his clean shaven scrotum with touches lighter than a feather. Willie to his shame started feeling aroused by the things his rapists were doing to him. As the rapist between his legs pounded his prick inside Willie, he hit a place that made the boy moan and curl his toes in a spasm so intense that the battered teenager longed to feel it again. To this pleasure was added an arousal caused by suffocation which made Willie long to hold his mouth rapist dick in his throat until he passed out. His torment was completed by their tender caresses to his nipples and his cock and balls. The abused teenager could not fight the stimulation coming from all directions at once. His mind was overwhelmed by sexual arousal and his body betrayed him as his prick became fully erect and he started pushing his face into the helpful biker's crotch while humping his hips for the man between his legs. The helpful biker covered Willie's head with his hunching body as he squeezed Willie's tender nipples and pulled them away from his chest. "Take my fuck," He gasped as he drove his prick down Willie's throat. "I'm cumming, cocksuker. Eat my fucking scum." Willie gagged and gulped and gagged as the helpful biker filled his throat with bolt after bolt of scalding fuck juice. Halfway through his ejaculation the brute pulled his pulsing prick from Willie's throat and mouth to shoot the last of his cum across the boy's sweaty face. The helpful biker released Willie's nipples and uncurled himself from the boy's head, then he stepped out of the way for the next biker to have his turn at Willie's gaping mouth. Willie was disappointed, he had been so close to cumming when the helpful biker had pulled his prick from Willie's aching throat. Willie was ashamed of his desire, but he needed another prick lodged in his throat. He opened his mouth eagerly and accepted the next biker's drooling dick into his mouth. Willie wanted to cum, to feel his balls boiling over and pumping hot nut oil out his dick, so that he would have to feel nothing else. The biker between Willie's legs changed his rhythm to match the new mouth raper's pace. He teased Willie's hard cock and jerked the boy against his will. Willie was being driven to sexual madness by the unending double penetration and the unwonted manipulation of his nipples and his cock. He knew that he shouldn't but he wanted his rape to continue so that he could feel the constant sexual stimulation, that tickling pleasure that drew him ever closer to climax and blocked out all the horror and humiliation of his rape. He grunted with each penetration and thrust back to force the rapist deeper into his gut. His nipples turned to hard peaks of sexual stimulation as his testicles congested with lusty blood and his achingly hard cock leaked precum in a steady stream. The biker between Willie's legs abandoned his steady rhythm and started copulating like a rutting dog upon a bitch. As he drove his prick into Willie in a blur of short, sharp strokes while he jerked the boy's hard cock at lightning speed. The biker reached his climax with a shout and humped the boy throughout his orgasm while he twisted Willie's prick as if he would tear it out by the root. With a strangled cry, Willie came in a fountain of hot cum which struck the biker in the chest and dropped back in fat white gobs onto Willie's heaving belly.

Hot, keep on going.

The Stealth Bomber, Episode 3: Hotel Hunting Grounds – As the college boy bent over to pick up a bar napkin that had dropped on the floor I could not help to think that his ass reminded me of a pan of hot biscuits in those tan khakis he was wearing and I decided then and there that I had the perfect buttery topping his hole needed. Along with Ernest, I have several regulars I fuck because they all have something they can offer me beyond being the dumb, cum craving cunts that they are – and one of those was Nick, the General Manager of a Courtyard Hotel next to a local university in DC where I used to rent rooms on occasion to bring negative asses back to breed and infect. Like most predators, I never took my prey to my den or home. He was working the front desk when I first met him, and on my second night there he offered to upgrade me to a suite. I went to the desk to get the key, Nick offered to help me with my bags, and within 30-seconds of the suite door closing he was on his knees, sucking my big dick, and 60-seconds later had my raw dick in his ass, which was soon sloppy with my poz cum. I loaded him up on a regular basis, and part of our routine now was me telling him about how I bred someone on his staff or a guest at his hotel whenever I used his cunt. Nick loved it and had called me to let me know they had a new college kid working the lounge and asked me if I might be interested. My rooms were always comped now, and Nick put me up in one of the suites whenever he could. Tonight I had a suite at the end of the hall on the 7th floor next to the maid’s closet and by the stairwell, so my privacy was ensured. I went back to watching the college boy for a few more minutes and decided yes, he would do just fine for tonight. The past two weeks had been crazy busy at work and very stressful, and without any negative ass to breed I was angry, frustrated, and my balls were more than pent up. It was a Thursday night, so the lounge had the usual mix of business men who were tired after a long day of traveling or meetings and all looking forward to get home to their wives and families. I picked a quiet table in the corner where I could watch the boy and the entire lounge and soon the boy approached, looking a bit frazzled. “Hi, my name’s Deklin, I’ll be your server tonight. We have some appetizers and stuff over there if you like and what can I get you to drink?” I took a moment to look the boy up and down. Deklin was fairly short, blond, pale white skin with a bit of late-teenage acne, and for a skinny boy had a nice little ass on him. I met Deklin’s eyes and could see that my once-over had made him a little nervous, good, I then said, “Rum and coke, heavy on the rum please.” As Deklin walked over to the bar area to make my drink, his ass cheeks shifted in his khakis with each step and I knew I would have to give Nick a special thank you for this one. Deklin returned, spilling most my drink as he set it down, his hand shaking, “I’m…I’m… fuck…I’m so sorry Mister, I just…It’s been a busy night and I’m the only one working…and..” I firmly grabbed his wrist as he was hastily trying to mop up the spill and as his eyes filled with fear I said, “Relax guy. It’s OK, really. It’s no big deal. It’s just a drink, right? Let me guess, you’re new here? I come here often and this is the first time I’ve seen you. Deklin, right? Nice name. Don’t worry about it, but hey, how about this one you make double for me, O.K.?” I slowly released my grasp on his wrist as Deklin continued to stare at me, his hand still shaking slightly, he then nodded, finished cleaning my table off and went back to the bar and quickly returned with a new drink. “Thank you Sir, I’m sorry – again – I...yeah I’m new here and thanks for not being a dick…ummm I mean not being angry. I really need this job, but this shit is harder than I thought.” I laughed along with Deklin at that and inside liked how he was fighting to play the clean-cut professional server. The boy knew how to make a good drink and I continued to watch him as he worked and caught him glancing my way several times, a flash of fear marking his face each time I caught him, but I could only smile. Yes, I was going to enjoy stealthing his negative cunt for sure. Deklin brought me a fresh drink, I grabbed his wrist again, a little harder this time and said, “It looks like your other guests are all doing OK. Tell me about yourself Deklin, you’re in school at the university? What are you studying? Where did you grow up?” I loosened my grip as Deklin nervously began to tell the short version of his life story, how he was having to work double shifts because he needed the money, how he missed his girlfriend back home, how his parents were the best ever, blah blah blah. I smiled, nodded, and to him appeared to utterly enjoy what he was saying, but in my mind I was reviewing the many ways in which I planned to fuck him and how I knew I would add his name to my ledger of stealth breeding conquests. As the evening wore on, I continued to put away the drinks and Deklin relaxed more and more as we continued to chat, even asking me about my ‘wife’ as he noticed the gold wedding band I had on my hand. Soon I was the only one left in the lounge area, so I got up from my table, walked up to where Deklin was restocking supplies and asked, “Could you do one more thing for me?” Deklin jumped a little as he turned and found me standing so close I was practically pushing his body against the bar. His eyes darted back and forth, the instinct of the prey looking to flee from the predator taking hold, so I grabbed his wrist again and said, “Before I settle my bill, can we add one more item for room service?” Deklin stammered, “Umm, sorry, but we don’t do room service here…we….” I shook my head a little and said, “I understand, but I’m looking to drink some more so how’s this. Let me sign one of your tickets and note my room number. Go ahead and ring up my tab, but also charge me for a full bottle of that rum, a six-pack of coke, a bucket of ice, and add a nice tip for yourself and charge it all to my room. Finish up your work and after your shift officially ends, put my order in a bag and bring it up to my room for. I’ll see you within 20 minutes, and here’s a little something for your trouble.” As I walked away I turned and saw Deklin staring at the $100 bill I had just given him and then at me, so I casually waved, and made my way back to my suite. I unpacked my supplies including some lube, fuck towels, poppers, and more, tuned the TV to one of the pay-for-porn channels, got undressed, and waited. My 9-inch dick was growing and drooling in anticipation and my balls were shifting from side to side as the cum churned, eager to get out. At the 18-minute mark there was a soft knock on my door. I opened the door to find Deklin with my order, and stood behind the door as I let him in, put the DO NOT DISTURB SIGN on the handle, and bolted and locked it. I turned and Deklin was staring at the porn on the TV, some chick being ass fucked and he jumped a little as I walked up beside him and said, “Fucking hot scene huh?” Deklin then turned to me, his eyes wide, and his mouth then dropped totally open as he realized I was completely naked. “Umm…I…I..” Deklin stammered as he stared at my semi-hard dick. I laughed, “I thought I might have time to hop in the shower, and didn’t realize the time. Thanks, come on, join me for a drink, I know you had a long night too.” I poured myself a rum and coke, and when I offered him one he shook his said, “I…I.. can’t. I have to be back on shift at 5:00 a.m. to help cover breakfast...I...I…” Fear was all over his face now as I stepped over to him, my pre-cumming dick gently brushing against the hand at his side as I said, “No worries guy, I understand, but at least hang with me a moment. Alright?” Deklin shook his head and I wandered into the bedroom where I had the same movie playing and causally sat on the bed. Deklin nervously came and sat beside me and I could see him looking down at my dick as it twitched and bounced. After a couple of minutes I looked over at Deklin who could not take his eyes off my dick as it streamed precum, sensing a negative hole was so close. “Like what you see guy? It’s OK, touch it. I like showing it, why don’t you go ahead and slide your pants off. Let me see yours.” Deklin shook his head no and started to get up, but I grabbed his wrist hard, making him flinch and yelp a little, my voice getting more serious, “You need your job right? I think you need to do what I say. You were checking me out all night, and I’m horny as shit. I am sure the security cameras caught you taking my $100, would be a shame if when I’m asked about that I told them that instead of a tip, it was because you had propositioned me and offered to give me a blow job.” Deklin’s face went even whiter, his eyes were bulging with fear, his whole body was shaking a little, and my dick was straining as the blood engorged it for the breeding to come. “Do we understand each other?” I asked, “Good, now, slide your pants off, get on your knees, and suck my dick.” While Deklin sat back down on the bed and removed his shoes, I closed and locked the bedroom door, turned, and watched him shake almost uncontrollably as he slid his pants down and they puddled around his ankles before he pulled his feet out. “Now your underwear too,” I growled. Deklin shifted his white briefs down and quickly covered his hard little dick with his hands, yeah the boy may be scared but his dick knew what his body really wanted. I walked to the end of the bed, my raging dick needing attention. “Have you ever sucked a dick before? No? I find that hard to believe with lips like yours, lips just like my wife’s, just lean forward and open your mouth and wrap your lips around the head.” I don’t know why, but it always makes them more comfortable to think the dick they’re sucking is ‘straight’. Anyways, Deklin squinted his eyes shut, his whole body still shaking as he leaned forward, I grabbed the back of his head and forced his open mouth onto the end of my dick as he was now huffing and breathing hard like a horse that had just run the Derby. “OUCH!” I slapped the side of his head as his teeth had clamped down on my dick. Deklin looked up at me, his eyes wider now, tears puddling, the fear over taking him – good. “Open your mouth wide this time, and watch those fucking teeth. That’s better, good, that’s better, OUCH!” Fuck, this is not going to work. Get your ass up on the bed, you got me all worked up now and since you can’t suck dick I’m going to need your ass.” Deklin scrambled off the bed and said, “No, NO, NO, I can’t…I’m not….No, please Sir, I’ll do anything…I didn’t mean, I won’t tell no one, I promise, …I…” I smiled, grabbed both of his wrists intent on leaving a mark, “You’ll do anything? That’s exactly what I needed to hear. See those pillows? Get those pillows and put them here on the end of the bed, then sit as close to the edge as you can lay back with your legs up.” I let go of Deklin’s wrists, he rubbed them quickly as he walked to the other end of the bed, grabbed a couple pillows and sat on them as order. As he laid back onto the bed to raise his legs, I bent down, grabbed his ankles, and flipped him fully back, yes, the perfect angle. “Hold your legs back just like that. I won’t fuck you, I promise, I just want to look at your ass and maybe play with your hole a little while I jack off. That’s it, OK? Good, yes, just like that, sure you don’t want a drink? OK, this will feel a little cold, but its just some lube, see, just rubbing some lube on you, how does that feel? Good right? Good. I can tell you like that, see how hard your dick is? Ok now, just a little pressure at your hole, that’s it, it’s just my finger, now don’t move, keep your legs like that so I can see your ass. Good, see that’s all I want, just to tease your hole and make us both feel good. I can tell you’ve never been fucked before right? No worries guy, it’s OK, here, just feel my finger a little, shit you’re tight, here just let me slide my finger in your ass.” Deklin’s cock spasmed, his whole body tensed, and he cried out as my finger jammed his prostate and his little dick shot a big teenage load all over his chest without ever touching himself. He let his legs drop, my finger still in his ass as he tried to sit up, which drove my finger in deeper. With my other hand I pushed him back down, leaned over him and said, “NO, you may be done, but I’m not,” and then I bent over further and licked the fresh load – his last negative load- off of his stomach and chest making Deklin moan a little as my tongue slid across his nipples. Deklin raised his legs back and I gently began fingering his hole, feeling his virgin cherry pulse and squeeze my finger as I used my other hand to lube up my dick, fuck he was tight. After a couple minutes of me telling him how I liked watching that, his dick was fully hard again and I knew he was enjoying it too and wanted more, “You like that guy? Doesn’t that feel good? See, I told you I would make you feel good.” I removed that finger and it was not time to move this along as my balls were literally aching now to unload. I took my right index finger, the one with the longer nail, and gently slid it in his hole and began massaging his prostrate again. Deklin was moaning a little louder now, so I turned my finger a little and scraped at his guts. He almost sat up again begging me to stop, but I pushed him back and said, “It’s OK, it’s OK, just give it a second, this will feel good too I promise. Look how hard you have me man, a little bit more and I can cum, OK.” I kept clawing at his ass with every few thrusts of my finger and Deklin started squirming more and more, and trying to pull away. Nothing pisses me off more than a bottom dick tease and my anger and frustration were growing so I dug my nail in as deep as I could and scraped his guts hard as I pulled my finger it, a little stream of blood coming with it as his pucker closed back shut. Deklin sat up, the tears welling in his eyes again, “I’m sorry, just lay back, I promise I won’t do that again,” I said. The boy was shaking now, but he did as ordered as I told him, “See, I’m just rubbing the outside again, let me jack off against your hole, feel that? Feel how hot my dick is against your ass, oh that feels good guy, so good. Here, put your ankles up on my shoulders so I can get a better angle to watch.” Poor boy had no idea what was coming as he did as I ordered and with his ankles up over my shoulders I leaned over his little body on the bed, my dick nestling against his hole, his eyes full of fear, his body shaking, as I grabbed his wrists and lifted his arms over his head and held them together with my left hand. “You said you’d do anything to make me feel good right?” I whispered as I looked into his innocent face, “Tell me again, tell me again, please, I’m so close, I just need to hear you say that.” Deklin softly murmured, “I’ll…I’ll… do do anything, I promise, I’ll...do anything. Just please, I’ll do anything, I’ll do anything,” he repeated. It was time. “I’m almost there guy, feel how hard my dick is, I’m jerking off against your hole, let me hear you say ‘Fuck me, please fuck me,’ let me hear you say that, just say that and I think I can cum. Can you say that? Say ‘Fuck me, please fuck me’ while I jack off.” While I waited for Deklin to reply I jacked my dick fast and furious like I was close, but in reality I was far from it, but he did not know that. His fear now laced through his voice as he said, “Yes, fuck me, please fuck me. Please cum. Fuck me, please fuck me.” No sooner had those words left his cock-sucking lips then I held his arms tight, pushed his legs up and back further, and dropped my weight down on the boy, slamming the head of my raw dick into his virgin ass, feeling his ass walls tear, and his gasps and cries fill the suite. Deklin’s whole body was shaking, his words were intelligible, but his dick was hard and I knew he wanted more, I wanted more, so I pushed in a little further making his back arch as he struggled to get away. The poppers were sitting right there and I could have eased his pain, but not yet, so I pushed a little more, and then rested. “It’s OK, it’s OK, I’m just giving you what you wanted, what you asked for, now shhh… this could have been so much easier, but if you like it rough, I am happy to give it.” I started to ram fuck Deklin’s ass as hard and as deep as I could and while he struggled at first, quicker than I expected he started to moan and his body began to move in time with mine. It wasn’t a conscious act, no, as his mind and mouth were still saying no, but his body was responding to the amazing sensations now overwhelming it of having another man inside him. His sweet tight ass was just too much and I could not hold back my first load any more and as I shot my infected cum inside of him, I leaned on top of his body and said, “Damn boy, you’ve got such a sweet hole on you. That was my first load, and since you said you will do anything, I think I have a few more to give you yet tonight.” Deklin groaned in pain and ecstasy as I slid my dick out of his ass, his cherry juice coating the bed’s comforter as his body went limp. I dug into my supplies on the side of the bed, pulled out my cotton square, lifted his legs back up and wiped at his freshly-fucked hole. The now red square would be added to my treasure chest as a reminder, along with the all others and as soon as I had tucked it away, I opened the poppers, held them up towards Deklin’s face and said, “Here, sniff these, I want that hole nice an relaxed for the next load.” When I was done breeding Deklin, he shakily sat on the edge of the bed and looked around in a daze, his eyes barely registering the evidence of what had just happened. I stood in front of him and said, “Here’s what happens next. I want you back here 30 minutes before your shift tomorrow morning as I wake up hard and horny. Understand? Yes, I know that is in only a couple of hours and I don’t give a fuck. Here’s another $100 for your trouble. I come here often and know the General Manager, so if the thought has run through your head that you will say something to anyone about this, think again. Remember, all I have to do is report that you offered to prostitute yourself during your shift, that you charged all that liquor to my room without my knowledge, that you came to my room after your shift which is against the rules, and when you tried to hustle me for more money after being a bitch cunt whore, I refused and now you are making up lies. Oh, and for additional proof, I can direct them to a few little cute freckles just above your ass. Who do you think they will believe? Me – or you?” Deklin hung his head, “I can’t hear you?” I said, “That’s better. Before you go, it looks like I am ready for another round now that we have come to an understanding as there’s nothing better than breeding a dumb cunt’s sloppy, used, hole. Bend over the bed.” Right on time at 4:30 a.m. Deklin was at my door, resigned to being a breeder’s cum hole again. This time I took it easy and fucked slow, hitting all the right spots and made his ass squirt like pussy. I shot my load, pulled out and said, “I don’t want you to be late, so you better get going. I will make sure to see you next time I come through, but in the meantime, see who else might be up for some fun. I had my eye on that cute boy in housekeeping. You know him? No? Well make friends as I am sure I will need some fresh towels.”

For me to bottom it would have to be a really masculine guy - how about Eddie Black? The way he fucks in Bad Influence, you know he means business. Yeah I wouldn't mind taking his seed.