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I hadn't been to the sauna for some weeks, though I'd heard there was a twink working there who was a real cum dump. I'd have to go soon and try his dirty arse. One evening on my way back from work, I decided to cut across the park as it was a pleasant evening though dusk was falling. There were a few people around, one of whom was a short, tubby lad of 18 or 19 who was strolling by himself. In the centre of the park was a shelter with an old bench. It often had homeless guys hanging around and I guessed they maybe slept there at night. I normally avoided it so as not to be hassled. In the distance, I saw the lad taking the path in front of the shelter and sure enough about 5 or 6 rough-looking guys emerged in the gloom and surrounded him. I heard them ask for money and then they started hitting on him, asking if he wanted to spend some time with them and offering him some booze. I shook my head at his naivity and walked on. It was nearly dark when I reached the far gate, but something made me pause. I retraced my steps, with a growing sense of excitement as I didn't encounter the tubby twink and realised he must be still at the shelter. I moved quietly on the path until I could make out the old wooden building. There was no one in sight. I was about to leave when I heard someone laugh followed by a low moan and a gasp which reeked of sex and made my hair stand on end. Slowly, I moved around behind the shelter making sure to stay hidden in the bushes. At the back of the old building was an old mattress and empty bottles strewn around and the group of homeless guys standing and watching something. I moved to get a better view and saw the lad naked and face down on the filthy mattress being fucked by an old guy as the others watched. He had pushed his stained trousers down and his fat, pale, hairy backside was wobbling and clenching as he rode the chubby twink who was groaning and gasping as they copulated. The others were standing watching, passing a bottle around and some had their cocks out and were wanking as they watched. "C'mon! Hurry up!" One of them said in a throaty voice. "I needs some of that arse!" The others laughed and watched as the man steadily worked himself to a climax, giving a satisfied grunt and his buttocks clenched as he spurted. He levered himself off and sat nearby, trousers down, cock glistening with cum. The lad just lay there breathing hard. "Who's next?" Said a voice. A bald, lean old man with sores round his lips untied the string at his waist and let his trousers fall. His cock sprang up against his bulbous belly and he knelt and stretched out on the pale body. There was a moments fumbling, then the lad gasped as the old cock slid up him and the man began to fuck him. I was hard in my pants, and took out my cock and began to wank as I watched the lad being gang fucked, one after the other until they had all cum in him. Then they ignored him, passing round the bottle as he got unsteadily to his feet. "Here," one of them said, offering him a filthy rag which he used to wipe the mess between his buttocks. Another one grinned, revealing blackened teeth. "Off you go, Timmy. It must be past your tea-time!" Then the lad dressed, walked off into the gloom and I shuddered as I came, spurting wetly onto the grass at my feet...

I’ve been talking with him online for awhile: a muscled, kinky, dominant guy in his 40’s. Discussing all the things that he would do to me made me excited but scared at the same time. We finally set a date for me to come over to his place and make my fantasies come true. I rang the bell at the gate. It was a tall wooden gate so you can’t see much of the inside. He opened the gate, said hi, and asked me to follow him. He led me straight into the basement through a side door. Once we got there, he told me to strip and store my clothes on a shelf by the door. I did as I was told and then followed him deeper into the basement. It was a little dark, but I could still see clearly. In front of me was a well equipped dungeon: a big cage, st. andrew’s cross, leather sling, stockade, fuck bench, and all kinds of restraints. He told me to kneel as he cuffed my ankles together and then my wrists. Then he put on a chain collar around my neck. He looked at me for a minute, looking satisfied with his work. He then grabbed his glass pipe filled with t and light it in front of me. He told me to smoke it, over and over again until I was flying like a kite and super horny. He put the pipe away, took off his pants, and ram his erect cock into my mouth. He grabbed my head and continued to fuck my throat hard. This went on for several minutes, and then he stopped and positioned me to lay on my stomach. Now completely naked, he rammed his cock inside my ass. At first I thought he was gonna fuck me as hard as he had done my throat. But he just laid there for a minute. Suddenly I felt a warm piss inside me. Since he’s been smoking all day too, his chem piss sent me even higher. He told me to hold it for a couple minutes before releasing my ankle restraints and giving me permission to push it out in the bathroom. When I came back he attached a leash to my collar. He told me that he had invited a couple of his top friends over to come and use me too. I was to go outside and wait for them behind the gate, and when they got in they were going to take my leash and I was to lead them into the dungeon. When I walked outside, it was raining pretty hard. Even though I was naked except for a collar, leash, and wrist restraints, the t inside of me kept me warm. I waited for the first guy, feeling the drops of rain on my naked body. I was really turned on by this scene. The first guy actually took a long time to get there, so I was outside for quite a bit. When he finally got in, he grinned when he saw me and we walked back into the dungeon. Inside, my Master told him to get comfortable and smoke with him. I, on the other hand, had to go back outside to wait for the second guy. The rain had died down a bit by this time. I saw the second guy parking right in front of the house. He got out of his car and lighted a cigarette. I was so fucked up and horny at that time that I decided to be a little risky and opened the gate, managing to turn the handle with my hands tied up behind me. It was a little over midnight at this time so the street was deserted. I started walking toward him and knelt right in front of him. He nodded approvingly and opened his pants zippers, pulled out his big cock and told me to start sucking it. At the same time he was holding my leash and smoking his cigarette. And there I was: naked, hand tied, wet from the rain, and kneeling on a sidewalk sucking a guy's cock. When he finished his cigarette, he pulled my leash and we walked back into the dungeon to join my Master and the first guy. The party was about to start.

Part 20 - The Lovers Angelo leaned back against the front door his eyes closed as a heaved a heavy breath reliving the events, his thoughts flashing back to Matt wielding the knife towards Ethan. He squeezed his eyes closed tighter trying to banish the thoughts but no matter how hard all he could see was Ethan. The sadness etched across his face at the thought of Ethan walking out of the house and life forever, there was no taking back what happened. Angelo opened his eyes and headed to the kitchen to get some water, the house was deathly silent in an unusual way, opening the refrigerator he grabbed two bottles thinking that the one he would give to Ethan would be peace offering and make everything all right again. Stupid he told himself as he banged his head lightly on the refrigerator door as if to knock some sense in to himself. Angelo walked towards the lounge and stood at the door, Ethan laid on the sofa hugging a cushion his face turned towards the back of the sofa staring blankly at nothing. The sight of Ethan and the thought of loosing him bore down heavily on his shoulders, he was anxious that Ethan may struggle to process everything that had gone on. Adam's words as he departed kept ringing in his head, there was no doubt as Angelo stood watching him that he was so deeply in love with Ethan, letting him go was not an option he wanted to entertain. Underneath he knew that the next few minutes were going to be make or break for them. Angelo's arms fell down by his side holding the water bottles "I'm so sorry" he said. "About what?" Ethan responded without looking at him. Angelo could see a tear trickling down Ethan's face "I put you in danger this evening". Ethan didn't move his head and continued staring at the back of the sofa "You couldn't have known what he would do". "He attacked you Ethan" unusually Angelo was now feeling frightened. Ethan wiped his face "He must still be in love with you to go to such lengths". Angelo nodded as he thought back to things Matt said during the evening and seeing it all combine to make logical sense. He now understood the whole charade had been planned by Matt to get him back and win him over by his kindness and support. "I was a fool to let him get to me like this, I have no excuse" Angelo turned to leave. Ethan looked over "Is that for me?". Angelo turned and looked down at the bottle in his hand "Oh yes, thought you might need a drink". "I do, thank you" Ethan responded and held out his hand. Angelo walked over to him and handed the bottle "I have wrecked everything tonight" he turned to go back to the kitchen. Ethan looked at him "Where are you going?" he asked worried by how Angelo was acting. Angelo stopped "To leave you in peace" he continued walking towards the kitchen. "Stop Angelo can we talk, I mean seriously talk?" Ethan called to him. Angelo turned and walked across to Ethan "If your sure you are up to it". Ethan watched him sit on the sofa next to him "I need to know why you doubted me?". Angelo lowered his head "I don't know, probably the anger and upset at the time, I didn't think straight". "Did you really think that was the reason for me being with you?" Ethan looked Angelo in the eye. Angelo looked at Ethan "I should never have questioned it, you have true to me since we met". Ethan wiped his face as another tear trickled down his face "I fell in love with you Angelo". "Do you really still feel that way after tonight?" Angelo asked looking at his bottle of water. Ethan shut his eyes for a moment "Is it because of my age, you think I won't stick around?" Angelo looked up caught by his comment "It has crossed my mind, I held back as long as I could before opening up to you". Ethan studied him "You were a fascination at first, one I couldn't stop going back to, I mean look at you". Angelo looked questioningly at him "What do you mean?". "You have the body the looks and devilish eyes, but I also fell for the Angelo in here" he tapped Angelo's heart. "So you where serious about what you said earlier?" Angelo asked holding Ethan's hand. Ethan nodded "Angelo you are my life and part of me that I never want to let go of". Angelo looked at him "I love that I am with you and you are in my life, never forget that Ethan". Ethan snuggled up and Angelo put his arm around him "You still want me then Angelo?". Angelo kissed his forehead "More than ever Ethan, do you still want me?". Ethan nodded as his head moved towards Angelo's, foreheads touching momentarily before their lips sought each other, lips touching lips kissing tenderly with love and kindness. Angelo's heart and body relaxed in relief in his head his mind was already made up what to do, he stopped realising Ethan was looking at him smiling. "You look lost in you thoughts Angelo, can we go to bed now?" Ethan said running his hand along Angelo's face. Angelo nodded and looked at the wound covering "Does it hurt?". Ethan glanced at it "A little sore but not painful". Angelo reached around Ethan and picked him up and carried him upstairs, Ethan kissed his neck and whispered to him 'Been ages since you carried me upstairs' and then chuckled to himself. Angelo put him on the bed and went downstairs to lock up and turn off the lights, as he came back in to the bedroom Ethan was undressed and laying in bed sending a text. "Who are you texting at this time?" Angelo asked stripping his clothes off. Ethan looked up "Adam, just telling him everything is fine" he put his phone on the bed side table. Angelo slipped in to bed and Ethan snuggled up in his arms "My Angelo" he muttered kissing his neck. Angelo kissed his forehead "Always?" he whispered. Ethan nodded "Yes" he replied caressing Angelo's chest "Everything I want is here beside me". Angelo turned on his side to face Ethan "Do you understand how incredibly in love with you I am?". Ethan winced a little as he turned on his side to face Angelo "Yes" Angelo felt he was ready to burst from happiness as he thought he would never get to this point in his life after the disastrous relationship with Matt. Looking in Ethan's eyes he saw only happiness and love, he knew from that moment which direction his destiny was taking him but it was still a big gamble with Ethan being so young. Angelo kissed Ethan for several minutes before he pulled his head back and saw that wonderful smile emanating from Ethan's face that he so loved about him. Ethan whispered 'Don't stop' as he moved head back towards Angelo and they kissed tongues wrestling each other for supremacy, Ethan reached round pulling Angelo on top of him as he felt his legs pushed apart by Angelo's. Angelo was careful to avoid the wound as he slipped in between Ethan's legs resting on his forearms overlooking Ethan underneath him. He leant forward and began kissing him again, his thighs and ass being caressed by Ethan's legs. Angelo was in no state to delay making love to Ethan, quickly he had his cock positioned and pushing in to Ethan. Ethan gasped and wriggled to adjust as he felt his ass being prised open by Angelo's penetration, deeper and deeper it went forcing it's way inside. Ethan moaned and cried 'Oh god Angelo I love you', his words muffled by Angelo's tongue filling his mouth as he settled in to a steady driving rhythm of love making, his balls tapping rapidly at Ethan's ass. Ethan's back arching in desire for Angelo to make love to him. Slowly he ground his hips in to Ethan's ass who moaned in delight as they kissed, suddenly Angelo slowed to an almost stand still as he looked down at Ethan, unsure why he was stopping Ethan looked worryingly up at him, but Angelo just smiled and kissed him. "Ethan marry me?" Angelo looked deeper in to Ethan's eyes. Ethan grabbed Angelo's head "Oh my god.. yes, yes of course". Angelo smiled and kissed him then raised his head "Get ready I am going to fuck you in to the mattress". Ethan grabbed Angelo's shoulders just in time as he began to fuck Ethan hard and relentless, Ethan cried and screamed his name as he tripped out of the world and floated feeling the pure intensity of Angelo taking his lover, him. Angelo groaned and grunted signalling his climax was imminent, Ethan looked him in the eyes then kissed him hard as the fucking reached deeper in to his body 'Own me Angelo, show me you own me' he cried to Angelo. There was no aggressiveness in his love making it was a show of love and wanting for Ethan, he balls tightened quicker than they had ever done 'Oh god Ethan I love you' he called out as his body shuddered and his balls released their seed flowing rapidly up along the tubes until they met the pulsing shaft of the cock only to be fired out and released in to Ethan's body. Their mouths met in frantic kissing as Angelo's seed continued to be planted deep in to Ethan. After some time had passed Angelo pulled out and collapsed on to the bed panting heavily, Ethan laid beside him his hand across Angelo's chest was also panting trying to catch his breath. "Holy cow Angelo" Ethan panted with a grin on his face. Angelo turned to look at him "Sorry was it to much?". Ethan laughed "Fuck no, that was amazing" he breathed "I never knew it could be that exhilarating". Angelo patted Ethan's leg "I can't help it, I just love owning you and making love to you". Ethan turned to look at him "Did you mean what you said as you made love to me?". Angelo kissed him "Yes, you definitely want to marry me?". Ethan laughed "After that I would marry you every day, but yes I meant my answer". Ethan laid in the arms of Angelo side by side talking as Ethan drifted off to sleep. Some hours had passed and Ethan shuffled and woke himself up from a deep sleep, he laid there watching Angelo sleeping for a few minutes, he was happy and excited that the man laying next to him wanted to marry him. At best he thought he would be in his 30's before he found the right person to settle with or even not at all, but this man had completely won him over both from the physical sight and what was inside. His happiness bursting at the seems seemed to glow from his body as Angelo stirred and opened his eyes to find himself starring directly in to Ethan's eyes. "Are you aright, do you need anything?" Angelo asked sleepily. Ethan kissed him "No, I have everything I want right next to me". Angelo smiled "Go back to sleep then" he replied stroking Ethan's back. Within minutes they were both fast asleep again and Ethan for the first time in ages dreamt about Angelo and him walking along the beach hand in hand listening and watching the surf, in his dream they just walked mile upon mile along an expansive deserted beach. Ethan shuffled as he became aware the alarm clock was going off signalling it was 6am. He called out to 'Alexa stop' as Angelo began shifting in bed waking up. Ethan sat upright wondering if he had dreamt the whole thing, his hand wondered over to his shoulder where he felt the dressing. So it was all true he thought turning to look at Angelo who was starring up at him. "have you just realised what happened when we went to bed?" Angelo asked seeing a cogs in Ethan's mind working. Ethan nodded and smiled "Is it real, did you actually ask me to marry you?". "Yes" Angelo nodded "Are you having second thoughts?". Ethan shook his head "No, I just wanted to make sure it really did happen". Angelo smiled and stroked Ethan's back "I will pick you up after college". Ethan laid back down next to Angelo and kissed him "Why?" he asked curiously. "I need to get a ring on your finger, then you do become mine". Ethan kissed him on the mouth tenderly "Final step to really owning me, I want to buy you one as well". Angelo smiled "Is that so". "Oh yes" Ethan nodded "You may own me, but I own you", Angelo slipped his tongue in to Ethan's mouth and kissed him lovingly "Come on, we better get up". Ethan sat on the edge of the bed "Angelo do we tell anyone or wait a few days?". Angelo smiled at Ethan "Let's wait a couple of days, at least until I get a ring on your finger". Ethan nodded and got up to join Angelo in the shower "Promise you will never doubt me again". Angelo's hands were washing Ethan's back "I promise, I should never have in the first place" he replied. Ethan turned his head and leant back "It tore me apart thinking I was going to loose you". "It did?, that's good Ethan, it shows how much you love me. Never again my baby" Angelo kissed his neck. Adam poked his head in to the kitchen dead on 7am as usual to find Ethan ready to go to school with a big smile on his face, he couldn't help but notice something very different about Angelo, it was like his whole body was exuding happiness and figured it was down to them patching things up, or did he indeed do the right thing by Ethan. "You two look very happy this morning after last nights debacle" Adam said grabbing the coffee Angelo handed him. Ethan chuckled "We patched things up and made them better and I got the most amazing f..." Adam stopped him "Errr enough" he laughed "I don't need the graphic description I know you both well enough". Ethan slapped Adam on the ass "It was good though". Adam nodded and shook his head at the same time "How is the wound this morning?". "Sore but healing. I kind of feel sorry for Matt though" Ethan said looking at the place where it happened. Adam put his arm around Ethan "I wouldn't Ethan, somehow I don't think he feels sorry". Ethan turned to look at him "I guess not, thank you for being here for me last night". Angelo kissed Ethan's head "Stop being sentimental and get your bag or both of you we will be late". Ethan got in the passenger seat of the car and they pulled out the drive, they saw Matt's car being towed away by the police as they drove down the street towards Harrison. Adam glanced at Ethan "Are you sure your okay?". Ethan smiled "Yes, Angelo and I had a good talk last night and you could say we are closer than ever now". "Now?" Adam glanced and smiled seeing a glint in Ethan's eye, he wondered if Angelo did the right thing last night. Ethan sighed and sat back in his seat "How was Tony last night when you got back?". "Oh well he was somewhat shocked at what happened and he sort of asked for us to be exclusive now". Ethan turned to look at him "Exclusive, what does that mean?". Adam laughed "Like Angelo and you, sex with only your partner no one else". "Ah, is that something you want?" Ethan replied wondering if Adam could be serious enough. Adam nodded "Yes, I have loved Tony for years Ethan, long before we were of legal age". Ethan's mouth gapped open "wow, I never knew that". "We only came out as a serious couple after we both turned 18" Adam replied as he sniffed trying to hide his emotion. Ethan touched Adam's arm "It's lovely what you two have and lucky you found someone to love". Adam parked he car and looked at Ethan "He asked me to marry him last night". Ethan opened his eyes wide "What, seriously, and?". "I said yes, I love him to pieces but there comes a time when you need to be grown up about things" Adam replied. Ethan wanted to tell him but he held back "I am so happy for you both" he leaned in and kissed Adam. Adam shook his head laughing "What was that for?". "I still love you in our own way, does it mean we won't be able to kiss anymore?" Ethan asked with a sad expression. Adam opened the car door and looked at him "We can still kiss" he winked as he got out. Ethan got out of the car "Just another day" he said as they started walking to the cafeteria. Adam saw Ben sitting on his own "Ethan why don't you try and talk to Ben, he looks so unhappy". Adam grabbed two coffees and handed one to Ethan and nodded in Ben's direction, Ethan stood and thought so maybe this is not going to be just another day. For all the things Ben had done Ethan didn't feel any hatred for him, after all they had grown up together and were very close as friends. As Ethan watched him it struck him how sexy Ben actually was, he had never looked or thought of him in this way before. Ethan started to walk towards him, he never saw the cafeteria door open and Franco walk in, Adam quickly got his attention and called him over telling him to let them try and sort things out, Franco watched for a moment and nodded as they sat down and chatted about the previous evening. Ethan stood in front of Ben who looked up at him he wore neither happiness or anger but just looked Ethan in the eye. "Mind if I sit Ben" Ethan asked looking at him for some response. Ben nodded and looked at his coffee as Ethan sat down "I have been trying to speak to you for weeks". "Why didn't you?" Ethan replied. Ben nodded in the direction of Adam and Franco "They are always with you, what is the deal with Franco?". Ethan chuckled "Franco is the cousin of my boyfriend". "I see, he seems to always get in the way" Ben responded looking at Ethan. Ethan looked back at Ben "Yes he does, to him I am family and they look out for each other". "Is it really serious you and the Latino?" Ben said with little confidence. Ethan didn't know what to make of Ben "Yes. Can we talk about us?". Ben looked up at him "I'm sorry..." stopping mid sentence as he looked across to the doors. Ethan turned to see Javier walking in and looking over at them "Oh sorry about that it wasn't my doing". Ben returned his focus to Ethan "I know his brother really hauled him over the coals about his behaviour". "And what about you, you weren't exactly friendly towards me either?" Ethan leaned forward and sipped his coffee. Ben sat back and stared at Ethan "It was, I mean is complicated and I don't know if I am ready". Ethan frowned "Your not making any sense Ben, you are my oldest friend. Out of anyone I would hope you would understand". Ben looked down "I do and that is what makes it complicated. If I say anything you will probably tell people". "Ben your not making much sense" Ethan was getting frustrated at the cryptic words. Ben sighed "You could never tell how I felt about you, why we spent so much time together growing up". Ethan began to see the light "Oh Ben" his mind started whirring around "Are you saying what I think your saying". Ben freaked out "I'm sorry I have to go" he stood up and rushed out of the cafeteria as Ethan called after him. Ethan sat there looking blankly at the wall in front of him he could hear people walking around and chairs scuffing on the floor and Adam appeared in front of him. "That didn't look like it went well" Adam said looking at Ethan's frozen expression. Ethan snapped back "Oh er, Adam must promise not to say anything to anyone, despite what happened in the past". Adam looked curiously "Of course". Ethan still looked dazed "I think Ben might have been trying to tell me he is gay, that is why he closed me out". Adam looked at Ethan "Wow, Ben gay, now that is a revelation". "How could I not have seen it, all those years of sleepovers and play fighting we did" Ethan shook his head. Adam clicked his fingers at Ethan "Snap out of it, we have lectures. Maybe we need to get Ben alone and talk to him". Ethan nodded as they stood up and headed to class.

A week ago I got fucked at the local cruise park by a really hot guy. This was the second or third time we have seen each other there. Each time he fucks me in the woods, pumps his load and leaves. Until last week, we have barely spoken a half dozen words. The guy is super hot, very straight looking/acting, with a beautiful 8” cut cock. After we were done last week, he gave his number and said he wanted to host me so we could really take our time fucking and avoid a potential arrest fucking in a public park. We exchanged numbers, I never thought I would hear from him but I have several times. His texts are one word “available”. So this morning I texted him “available until 4”. He replied and gave me an address to meet him at. I jumped up got dressed when he said he had to cancel. DAMN! I texted back “how about the park instead”. In 15 minutes I pulled into the park, it was slow but I saw his pickup truck. We walked back to our usual spot, I dropped and sucked to him fully hard. He said he couldn’t wait any longer and spit on his dick and slid in me fully. I leaned up against a tree as he began to fuck me fast and slow. I could feel his dick getting really hard, like he was about to blow and he would immediately slow down. He was enjoying the blistering he was giving my hole. He kept saying how much he loved my tight hole. He pulled out completely and spit on his dick once again and told me to bend over and stick out my ass as far as I could. When I did, he rammed his cock all the way in, grabbed my hips and pounded me as furiously as he could. I could feel his dick swelling but this time he didnt slow down. Couple of minutes he’s panting and says I am gonna breed your hole right now! One final thrust and he held on has his load splattered my insides. He pulled out and as we cleaned up we (finally) made some small talk. He told me that he has a “chick” that lives with him. But that he will keep in touch and wants to keep fucking my ass whenever we can meet. He left as a few cars were arriving. A young Hispanic guy and regular showed up and smiled as we passed. He fucked me months ago - maybe a year now - but nothing since. As we passed I could tell he was looking back so I turned around and smiled. By now, lots of guys are cruising since it’s lunch time. I walked away and passed a young hot black that fucked me a few weeks ago but again it was pretty busy so not easy to connect. Finally the other cruisers were in different parts of the park and the Hispanic guy motioned for me to follow him into a very wooded area off the path. Just so happens that the black guy also follows. The 3 of us are standing behind a pretty large tree that is surrounded by brush and mangroves. The Hispanic guy grabs my ass and spits on his dick and slides in. His cock is average 6” or so and uncut but he’s obviously pretty horned up the way he starts to pound me. After a couple of minutes he pulls out and a gob of cum from the other guy leaks out. I turn around and he says I am not done yet. He slides back in and takes little time in shooting his load inside. The whole time the black guy is watching and slowly jacking off. Once the Hispanic pulls out the black slides right into my cum filled two load hole. This guy’s cock is probably 7” or so and thicker than the last one. He doesn’t waste any time in pounding me. I see another very old man cruising and he is walking towards us but neither of consider stopping. The old man can’t see or doesn’t notice us but he is only a couple of hundred feet away! With a couple of more thrusts my black stud makes a loud groan and releases his load into me. The cum is now pouring out of my ass, my jock is completely soaked in cum. I tried to clean up but realized there was too much cum for a napkin so I left. I took 3 huge loads in a little over an hour. Pretty efficient use of time.

A continuation after the morning/lunchtime daddy bear left... Late afternoon - a guy starts responding to me on Grindr, says he's vers and over at the mall and wants to know if i want to play around before he goes back home (out of town). I am a little skeptical about this guy, not sure I'll really be into him. He says his cock is about 7-8 with a big mushroom head. I give in and invite him over. Do a quick clean out to make sure everything's ok down there if it goes that direction. He gets here, comes into the bedroom and strips down...I was right, not the most attractive guy, but his body was alright. Started sucking him and sure enough he has a nice long dick with a big head. I decide to go for it, lube myself up, lube him up, and sit on it...after the head slips in, it feels pretty dang good. Rode him for a little bit, then I got on my stomach and he got on top of me to finish off...grunted a nice load into me. Chatted for a bit and then he left. While I was getting that first load, another guy from a swinger's website had texted me. His profile on the website says he's straight, but as we're texting it comes out that he's very bi curious and wants to try it all. I ask if he wants me to come over and he says yes. I head over there, and in typical straight guy fashion, he mostly just lays there while I suck him and doesn't do much of anything else. His dick had a bit of a curve to it, so after I lubed my hole and his cock, I ended up having to start riding him facing away from him in order for things to fit right. Rode him for a bit and then got on my back...had to give him instructions on how to get going again (get on your knees, put my legs on your shoulders) but once he got going in me that way, it was only another minute or two until he was filling me up. Of course, after he pulled out he was done. It was almost as if I couldn't get my clothes on fast enough lol. Then I grabbed some dinner on the way home and figured I was done for the night. Was folding some laundry later when Grindr chimed and it was a message from a guy that had traveled through the area a couple times but never stopped. He said he was in town, which I assumed meant he wanted to hookup. Gave him my address and he responded with "10 minutes". So I got the lube and poppers out in my living room by the chair where I usually suck guys off, and was on my knees in front of it when he walked in. He dropped his pants and sat down, and I started sucking him. His uncut cock got pretty hard and big pretty quick. My whore side just said, "go for it" of course. So I lubed his cock up, and he tried to get behind me doggy style and started to jab his cock around my hole...I was like, "no...sit down again" and I spun around and sat on it. After a couple minutes of riding him in the chair, I got up, put some more lube on his cock, and moved over to where my desk was and leaned over it...he took the hint and started fucking me doggy style while I was bent over. Got pretty rough too...to the point where he was pulling out completely and ramming it back in, etc... eventually grunted a big load into me that I kept feeling trickling out for awhile afterwards. Tried to talk to him a little as he was getting dressed, but I don't think English was his first language - hardly said a word to me, other than "thanks" when I pointed out the wet wipes in the bathroom. So...all in all, I took 4 loads from 4 separate guys today. Feeling surprisingly good about it too!

Yesterday: dude I've been chatting with on BBRT for a bit, but never managed to meet up. We started texting a few days ago. He mentions he'll be off work early and whether I want some company. To be honest, I couldn't even really remember his profile, but I don't really care either. He arrives and he's much taller than expected, like 6'3-6'5 range. We make out for a while, thankfully he's a great kisser. We undress each other and he's rock hard. Thick cock, probably 5" around. Uncut. Maybe 8" long and sticking straight out. I get to work on his knob, and I'm having a hard time deepthroating because it's so straight, which never happens. We move to the bed. He likes sucking cock too, and he's quite good at it. I'm not really into receiving oral, but he was better than most so I let him. He munched on my ass for a long time, putting his tongue very deep in my ass. He asks me to sit on his face and I happily oblige. It finally gives me a better angle to deepthroat, and get it all the way in. Holy fuck his cock head is thick though, I can literally feel it "pop" in. I love me a challenge though! Finally I ask if he wants to fuck me and you can tell he's been waiting for it. I'm usually good with just spit, but given my issues getting it down my throat, I figure lube is not a bad idea. I ask him how he wants it, he says he wants me to ride him. No complaints here! I take a few hits of poppers and start sliding it in. Fuck it feels good. Take me a bit of time to get it all the way in, but I eventually do. And then I'm off to town. His eyes are rolling back, I think he hasn't gotten laid in a bit. It doesn't take long for him to start shooting up my hole. He finishes shooting but doesn't stop fucking me, and his cock surprisingly stays hard. So I continue riding him until I bust my nut on his chest. We keep fucking for a bit and make out, I can feel the cum between our chests. We jump in the shower together, and then chill on my couch for a bit. He keeps sucking my little limp dick, clearly loving it. It's actually really hot seeing my cock in this tall burly man's mouth. Soon enough his dick is right back at attention, and he wants to fuck me again. Yes, sir! This time he wants to fuck me on my back, which I love. Only takes him about 5 minutes and he's dumping a second load into me. Again, he keeps fucking me even after cumming, but I tell him I probably won't cum again. We're cleaning up in the washroom and he has to pee. I start playing with his cock while he's peeing, knowing he's into watersports. I surprise him by sitting on the bare bowl and splashing my body and face with his piss. I suck him off a bit as he finishes his stream. Rince off in the shower and send him on his way. Probably fucked around 50-60 guys these past few weeks and this was easily my best lay. Will definitely be seeing this one again.

Part 2: Ron showed up a few minutes after six and casually starting removing his clothes. "Hey put some amateur 3sums on the TV" he said as he walked over to the rim chair I had placed in the middle of the floor. He nodded at the chair, winked and me and got on his back. He pulled the rim chair seat down over his face and beckoned for me to sit down. I always douche extra deep when Ron is coming over to play, as he has a wonderful tendency to really open my hole up with his tongue, then his fingers, sometimes a toy or three, then his big uncut cock. Today was no exception. I straddled the rim chair and got comfortable and I could feel the first swipe of his tongue lick across my hole. I moaned and he took that as encouragement. I felt him place his fingers on either side of my ass cheeks and pull them apart a little bit more. Immediately, that big tongue started to open me up even more. He pushed and prodded with his tongue. He licked my stretched hole with big long laps of his wet tongue. Then he probed in deeper with this tongue as he once again pulled the cheeks apart. For my part, I pushed my hole open towards his mouth. I could hear him say "thatta boy... open that flower up" and he pushed a couple of fingers inside my canal and slid around until he found the hard nub of my prostate. He gently grazed his fingers back and forth across it, torturing me. I leaned back and forth opening my hole to him. Making sure it was flexing right before his eyes. Trying to entice him to lick some more. Finger some more. Open me up. Ron is a total ass-hound. He loves ass. He eats ass like it is dinner. Starts out as an appetizer and works his way to the main course. He continued to probe my hole with tongue and fingers, over and over again. I pushed out. I wanted to get him as deep as possible. Really open me up. I was delirious. My ass is wired to my brain and this was overload time. He ate my hole for a good 20-25 minutes. Just taking his time. No rush. He made my ass cum at least three times during the entire process. He opened me up slowly and consistently. He just kept going and going. Ebbs and flows. Ass cum juices seeping out of my hole. He pushed me away and slid out from under the chair. I turned around and headed for the Lazy Boy leather chair, ready to climb onto my knees with my ass up and waiting. He surprised me and turned me around just as I started to climb on the chair. He winked at me and pushed me back onto the blanket. I was definitely surprised and cocked an eyebrow. "I'm in a service mood for you tonight buddy. I'm opening your hole up for when Ed gets here and we're gonna fuck you over really well by the sounds of it. If his cock is as hard and big as you say, I can't wait to watch him fuck you with it. And now? Now I am going to suck on your cock for a little while until Ed gets here. Tease you. Bring you to the edge. Get you nice and horny for our romp with my new friend". With that, he leaned forward and slid his tongue under my foreskin and looked up into my eyes as he suckled on the skin, nibbling the edges of the sensitive thin skin - stretching it between his teeth and gently pulling backwards and upwards at the same time. Ron is a nice thick uncut 7.5 inches and he knows how to work over another uncut cock really well. He loves to eat ass AND he loves to suck cock. He really loves to suck uncut cock!! And I am happy to give him that opportunity!! That boy slobbered and licked and sucked and deep throated me for close to half an hour. Each time I came right to the edge of shooting, he would pull back and squeeze the base of my cock and balls tight and whisper "No fucker. Not yet" And start all over again. Finally he stopped and pushed himself back onto his haunches, his face gleaming from all the pre cum, spit and throat juices dripping from his lips and mustache. He indicated for me to spin around on the chair and face the back. Then he leaned forward and quickly opened my hole again with his tongue, fingers and spit. It blossomed right away as his slick fingers slipped back inside. "Um... nice. I need to round it out a little before Ed gets here though. Don't move". He slowly pushed his entire cock into my hole. Very slowly. He leaned forward and whispered into my ear "Can you feel my dripping cock splitting you open dude? Can you feel me just about ready to bottom out on that tight hole? Can you feel that foreskin sliding in and stretching as it passes into your muscular hole? Do you like it? Huh? Huh?". As he taunted and teased me, he nibbled on my ear and pulled all the way out to the edge. I waited, ass up and open. Waited to feel that thick uncut head open my up again. Instead he started slapping his cock head against my wet hole. Every now and then he would shove just an inch into me. Suddenly without warning. Just a quick stretch and then gone. "I'm making your hole rounder and juicier for when Ed shows up. I've opened you up and got you soaking wet and ready for cock. You're taking mine right now. You're going to take his soon. I want to see if his cock is as big as you say. I can see how much I have opened you up and rounded that hole with my cock. I want to see if his cock makes your hole bigger and really stretch it out." He lined the head up right at the edge of my hole and didn't move. I knew what was coming and relaxed my hole immediately. He started to take deep long strokes of that fat dick right up against my second hole that he had opened earlier with his fingers. He pushed that hole slowly and then eased back. Then pushed it harder and felt it give way and accept the head of his big cock into the channel. I could feel it as well and pushed back onto his cock. Taking it even deeper up into my guts. Making him groan out loud at the sudden tight grip around his entire cock head as he drove deeper. He was taking long dick strokes into my hole on a nice steady pace when the front door opened up and Ed walked into the living room to catch the action. He didn't waste any time taking off his clothes.

Been awhile since I posted...since the holidays I've been exploring this new bottom side of me, and being vers is pretty cool LOL Other than a daddy type in his early 40's that I flip fucked with early in January (first weekend I think), I really hadn't topped anyone much. I've sucked a few married guys off and let another daddy type (close to 60, but pretty hot) fuck me for awhile one night. Then, on a weekend where we got a lot of snow on a Saturday, a top guy from Grindr hit me up on Sunday and asked me if I wanted him to come up (to my town) to hookup like we had been talking about. Well, it turned into hookup/dinner/cuddling/me sucking him off that Sunday. And then he came back the next day (Monday MLK day) for more of the same (cuddling, playing around, getting to know each other, food). Then the following weekend we spent Friday night through Sunday morning together. Then this past weekend we spent Friday night down in Indy with a nice dinner and hotel room. Through all of this, he's only bred me once (some hardon issues that we'll be working on) and I've sucked him off 3-4 times. So...we're dating. However, we agreed early on that we weren't going to be monogamous and had a discussion this past weekend that ultimately sounds like we'll do our own stuff on the side and only really share things with each other if there is some reason to. Since I won't be topping with him, I've been looking around a little. Last week, before the polar vortex moved in, I hosted a couple guys - a latino vers and a white twink. I fucked both of them off and on, latino guy was having trouble getting hard to help me fuck the twink but he was a great kisser. At one point when I pulled out of the latino, the white kid moved in and started fucking him. I had prepped just in case that night, so I let the white twink fuck me for a few also...but ultimately I got him on his stomach and bred a load nice and deep in him before they had to leave. Today I finally met up with a married guy on Grindr that lives about 20-30 minutes away. He was one that I was starting to think, "he'll never meet up, he's all talk" but damn I'm glad I didn't give up. Totally the type of daddy bear that I'm into. 40, hairy chest, beefy and muscular. Started off with mutual oral and some 69 (which I'm usually not into, but it worked today), then he said he wanted my ass. Yes daddy! Started off riding him to get myself opened up, and moved eventually to my back. Before he got off, he said he wanted to feel my dick in his hole. So we flipped and I fucked him doggy and on his stomach and back for while. Took a little break and then got him back inside me again, and was telling him how much I wanted his load in me...must've turned him on, because within a couple minutes he was shooting inside me nice and deep. Cuddle and chat break and then I got his legs on my shoulders again and fucked him...he wanted me to pull out and cum on him, so I did. A little more cuddle and making out, and I managed to get him hard again. We tried for awhile more with me on bottom, but he wasn't staying hard enough for a successful round 2. Ended up showering with each other before he left. Pretty sure he'll turn into a regular ?

Your friend/master in Berlin is violating the bedrock principle that underlies all sane Dominant/submissive relationships: As your master, he has a Duty of Care to look after your safety and well-being because he is in a position (which you have given him) to exercise strong influence over you. His effort to persuade you to do something that puts your health at risk reveals him as a callous asshole who has no business Dominating anyone. You say that you are considering stopping PrEP because the thought of being infected by someone turns you on. Let’s draw a sharp distinction between the worlds of fantasy and reality, here. On the one hand you have a pleasant tingle that helps you get off. On the other hand you have the near certainty of contracting an incurable diseae for which you will have to take harsh medication every. single. day of your life, without fail, or the disease may grow a strain that could kill you, and even if it doesn’t, your body will be in a constant state of inflammation, making you susceptible to other ailments like certain cancers. That is, if you detect the infection before it ravages your immune system to the point that you catch pneumonia or fungal meningitis and simply die. So, to recap: On one hand a fantasy that tickles your taint, and on the other, a debilitating disease and possible death. Don’t say you’re going to choose the first option, because you would be demonstrating to everyone that you are an idiot. No fantasy is worth your health, and if you harbor some notion that having HIV is no big deal, then allow me, a four-year AIDS survivor, to set you straight. Your “master” is nothing of the sort - he’s just a common-or-garden abuser who is apt to bring you to harm. Ditch his sorry ass and find a Dominant worthy of you. And if you’ve got any common sense at all, stay on your PrEP.

First, if it is what you want, okay. Second, there are a lot of different things going on here: 1. Bottom: Man who wants to get fucked. A bottom who demands condoms is no less a true bottom than any other. 2. Bareback bottom: Man who willingly takes loads. Can be choosy. Says nothing about prep. 3. Cumdump/cumslut: Many who takes any and all loads. Also says nothing about prep. 4. Bughaser: Man who seeks infection. Doesn't take prep. So, you can be a true bottom and never feel a bare cock. You can be a true bareback bottom and still say "no" to a cock. You can be a true cumdump/slut and still be on prep.

I give my loads this night to a student, I meet him in a gay bar, we drink a lot and talk a lot, I fuck him at home, it was his first raw fuck and he enjoyed it really much..

I was out and about a while back when I started feeling horny. I was toying with an idea for a while. Something that would get the other persons heart pounding too. On this night i contacted a Brazilian shemale escort who was on bbrt at that time. She was a thick 9 incher with a skinny body and bid tits. I knew for some time she was a party girl and a bareback fucker. I also know she had lived in Thailand for a while. I told her I was out with a friend and we were both drunk. I said he was straight and had never taken any chems before but was interested in trying G and T with a "professional" lady. . She agreed to meet him 1 2 1 and see how things panned out. amd agreed not to mention she was a ladyboy until he was high. Little did she know I was that "straight guy" and she was in my trap. I sent her my number and told her I would get him to call her. I told her I was going to a sauna and wished her a good night I called her a few minutes later and explained I had been given her number by a good friend. She said she was expecting my call and asked If I wanted to party. I said yes and she text me her address. I arrived and she buzzed me up. I was rock hard and my chest was pounding because of the charade. When she opened the door I was blown away. She was slim, beautiful and I spied a little bulge. We made our way into the bedroom. She gave me a little kiss and told me to relax. I gave her a donation and she left for a few minuets. I looked around the room. I could see poppers, various sized dildos from small to holy fuck. She returned with a little tray with a drink to relax me. I downed the aloe vera drink and noticed the tell tale after taste. It was strong, she hadnt gone easy, she clearly wanted me relaxed high and loose. Once again she kissed me left again and told me to relax. I stripped to my boxers and noticed a discussion going on in the other room. I assumed whoever was in there didnt approve of her taking advantage of me. She returned again with the same tray. This time was different. There was a small clear bag, a glass pipe and a lighter. She asked me if I knew what it was, I played dumb and asked if it was G...she smiled, pulled me close and kissed me for about 30 seconds. She prepared everything for me. She explained how to breath and when to exhale. She sparked it up. When it began to evaporate she siad "slowly inhale" I sucked back for about 10 or 15 seconds. "Wait" she said after about 15 seconds she told me to exhale....instant nirvana. The G I had taken earlier started kicking in. I slightly exaggerated the reaction to maker her feel I was a helpless virgin in her control. She kissed me again, deeper this time. My cock was rock hard. She felt it and smiled. She repeated this multiple times. She said I needed more to relax. When she was satisfied she told me to take a shower I showered wile trying not to fall over. Her G was strong or the dose was high. When I was finished I walked naked back to the bedroom. I saw her in the living room with a bi Brazilian guy who I found out later owns the place and is letting her stay with him for sexual servicing. They were preparing to slam each other. They noticed me looking and I kept walking into the bedroom. The pipe and lighter were still there so I hit it hard as I could waiting for her to return. A little while the guy came out and asked me how I was doing with a big smile. I gave him a thumbs up. He said he loved hairy guys blew me a kiss and stumbled back into the living room. I expected to hear them fucking any minute but she returned to me with another drink and a big kiss. She was high as a kyte and rock hard but i pretended not to notice. I downed the drink and she took me to the bed and started kissing me deeply. We chatted and kissed. I talked to her about a recent holiday to Thailand and mentioned I wanted to go back alone, having gone with a friend before. She took off her bra. We continued to kiss and she asked me why i wanted to go back to thailand. I said i dont know, maybe to meed a thai ladyboy or get a massage. She smiled and told me she is a ladyboy. Still acting I asked her what she meant. She stopped sissing me, moived back and pulled out her huge cock. I joked that she tricked me and my friend tricked me. I sat up and kissed her. She went into horny overdrive and kept kissing me and rubbing my cock. She then sterted rubbing my asshole lightly as she moved down to start sucking me off. She sucked my cock and licked my asshole for a few minutes then stopped. She gave me the pipe and left the room. I sucked deep and blew clouds. She ruturned with a blindfold and retrived stockings from her drawer. She asked if it was ok as she started to tie me spread eagle. I was so high at this time i could barely spoke. She kissed me and left the room. She quickly returned but i could hear whistering in the background of the music. She kissed me repeatedly switching from kissing me to sucking my cock. She told me to focus and she would hold the pipe for me. I followed her instruction. I also felt my arm being tied at the elbow. "OK now" she said. I slowly inhaled my deepedt one yet. "Hold it" she said. I helf my breath as long as i could. As i was exhaling i could feel the band around my elbow being released and a warm feeling throughout my whole body. My feet and hands were untied as i curled up in the foetal position...it was my forst slam and it was a huge one. I felt nausea for a minute and was unable to speak. I tried to lift myself but my arms crumpled beneath me. I lay on the bed blindfolded. I could feel her kisses on my lips , his mouth around my cock and his fingers in my ass. This was the begining of a 2 day session. Let me know if you want to know more...

Got there. Stripped. Made a lap. Stopped by this hot otters room. Made out. Sucked. Kissed. Left. Ran into My buddy. We made out, he ate my ass. We left the door open to my room. While he was enjoying my ass another guy came in. They made out. I sucked him. Buddy dropped a load in me. He ate my ass and then slid back in After the second load they both ate my ass. We parted ways. Made a lap. Back to the room. This cute ginger kept walking buy. Went to the dark hallway. We made out and jerked off. Another guy walked up. Ginger seemed spooked. He left. I stayed in the dark hall. Ginger came back. I said let’s go to my room. Made out. I rode him. He busted in me. Layed around my room. Back to otters room. Biddu was in there. They tag teamed me while guys watched. Buddy bred me again. Back to my room. Older hairy daddy kept walking buy. He finally came in. Made out. Licked. Sucked. He ate my ass like a pro. (Love having my ass eaten). He slid in. And fucked for a bit. Didn’t cum. I went to the big bed. Laid back. Older married guy came over. Made out. Tired tomslide in but needed lube. Back to my room. Made out. He bred me. It was 12:30. Headed home. BI BLk guy who I’ve played with before hit me up. He came over at 1:30!!! Huge 8.5 thick. Left a huge load in me. He left. I passed out. What a great Friday

Got a text from my buddy Ed on Friday morning. Early. Fucker must get up with the birds. "Got plans for Saturday? My wife is going shopping in Michigan with her sister and I have Saturday night free. Why don't you call your piggy ass play buddy down the road and ask him if he wants to join us for a 3sum???" My cock twitched at the thought of having Ed's big 9" cut cock sliding into my throat. His cock is shaped perfectly for my throat and he tells me I can take it deeper than anyone he knows. I happen to know that he likes hard sucking just on the head and some gentle teeth nibbling around the corona of his cock.... he has a very suckable cock. So does Ron. Hmmm. That might be fun. Ed and Ron and me. Ed knows that I've been playing for about 1.5 years with a total ass pig FB down the highway from me named Ron. We had talked about it once or twice after fuck hookups and breeding sessions. Ed was very curious to get a 3sum happening with another open minded raw fucker. Ron and I have VERY hot piggy sex once or twice a month. He says he gets his quota of piggy play any time we get together. I had mentioned this to Ed and I thought it was interesting that he remembered this. Fantasy? Hmmmm. They both know I only fuck raw when I play with either of them separately. But it is up to them how they play with one another - wrapped or raw. I'm not getting stuck in the middle of that one... However, I'm quite happy to be the middle man in a suck and fuck session... bottom or top. LOL. A true piggy. But Ed is a total top (who is starting to get curious about assplay... I ate his ass and played with his prostate while I sucked his cock in the sling - anal cherry for mouth and fingers. He liked it!!). Ron is a piggy top OR a piggy bottom. He and I often talk when we're setting up a fuck date about who is gonna do what to whom. LOL. He is a really open minded slut and only plays raw with me. Apparently he is into guys older than him (business or daddy types) with hairy. I fit the bill. He loves ass play as much as me and we both take turns having the other guy play with and destroy our asses over the period of an evening. It isn't unusual for us to suck and rim and fuck for 3-4 hours at a time and a great way to 'chillax'. We take turns bottoming. And when we bottom, we give the other guy full rein on what he wants to do with 'the hole'. Because, that is what it becomes. I talked to Ron and he said sure, but wanted to play wrapped with Ed until he got to know him a little better..!? I said that wasn't a problem and I would talk to Ed. Ed was also OK with that arrangement. Of course, they both suck and fuck me raw ... so..........? But, I was gonna let these guys get to meet and see if it all clicked. Ron texted me and asked "Is he piggy like us?" I realized that Ed was a self proclaimed 'total top'. Except last time he came out, he asked me to show him the sling - he wanted to fuck me in it. But, he had a special request and asked if I would gently play with his ass a little. He was curious and said he trusted that I would take my time. I did. It blew his mind. And this was our 'next visit' after Ed losing his anal cherry to my tongue, But all our visits prior to that, I had really been a service minded slut to him and sucked that big thick hard curved cock.... I also rode it or bent over and took it hard from Ed. He knew I liked a solid fuck and he said he felt he could 'let go' and really fuck someone hard when he was with me. This was going to be a good night. I replied back that I think he was 'starting' down the piggy road and who better to help him with the journey than the two of us......? He said he was looking forward to it, as he had not had a 3sum in quite some time. Ron then asked me to set up the rim chair and pillow. He explained that if Ed loved the sling and my tongue, he would LOVE the rim chair and Ron's tongue. I laughed and said I would have it set up for him. If he planned on being underneath Ed and giving him his first rim chair 'rim', then I would be sucking that big cock at the same time and really blowing his mind. I set up the TV with some raunchy raw porn scenes. Hot Daddies sucking and fucking. Big cocks loading up stretched holes. Cum everywhere. Then another text.... from Ron. "Hey - why don't I come over a little early and eat your ass out for a bit as a warm up before I meet your buddy? I'm in a service mood today and I want eat as much hole as possible". I smiled and replied... "C'mon over at 6. We can spend an hour 'warming up' before Ed arrives."

this is the best thing about fucking faggots and trannies.like the good slutty trashy no morals kind of whores that know they are just a body with a set of holes for men to fuck and take our loads. we dont give a fuck about random sluts. i just like that youre so fucking easy to use.dont have to talk you up or compliment you or treat you like a human being cause youre not.youre an object just like a fleshlight you exist to jerk men off with your hot slippery holes.at best youre a breeding animal. thats why i always spit in a faggots face before and after i use it

Some interesting thoughts published here already. I'd like to throw my three cents in..... and start by saying.... different strokes for different folks. This is what turns MY crank. I am fully aware some will enjoy and others not... I'm cool with that.... I too found the whole "Daddy" descriptor a little confusing in its description. Depended on who you are speaking to - right? For me, I prefer to speak more in terms of younger/older. That way is it relational. Someone is the older of the two and someone is the younger. It could be a few years, or as in my case, about 20. I was contacted by a very shy Portuguese guy who was closeted (by his own admission). He saw my profile on a 'hookup' site and sent an email asking if I had every considered hooking up with a much younger guy. Someone around 'his' age. I grinned at that. Showed he had a sense of humor. He sent the obligatory cock pic - one soft with the uncut skin over top of the head and one hard with the thick foreskin bunched around the head of his huge rock hard cock. He said he was very interested in sucking some older guy dick and maybe more if we clicked. We have been fucking for 15 years now. We clicked. I met him at his place that first time. He was a lean hairy beast... top to bottom. He was a little anxious about it... and I told him I enjoyed guys who had no hair... right up to guys like him!! I asked if I could call him Hairy Gary... and he relaxed right away and his cock started to twitch a little. He took my hand and wrapped it around his cock and looked me right in the eye.... and then glanced down. I followed his gaze and when he knew I was looking down where we were joined, he pulled his hand away slowly and brought it up to my shoulders. "Will you suck my cock for me.... I have this huge fantasy about an older guy sucking my cock". With that, he pushed gently on my shoulder and I dropped down to my knees and took that growing cock into my mouth. He reached behind my shaved head and held my head in place gently as I slowly licked his foreskin, tongued under the skin and around his hardening head. His cock was a perfect shape for me to lean forward and open my mouth and throat to let his partially hard dick slide into my throat. He moaned out loud a couple of times as I squeezed his cock with my throat muscles. Slow and gentle. He stopped moving just to feel me milking his cock. I found out that he really liked having his cockhead sucked hard. He enjoyed me encircling his corona with my teeth... just enough pressure to tease... but not moving. Just bite gently. He love me teething gently his foreskin. He loved it when I swallowed him to the root of his cock in one slow swallow. I could feel his cockhead starting to get VERY hard and I knew he was getting close. I pulled off a second and looked up at him and said "Mouth? Face??" He grabbed his cock from my grasp and stroked about twice. I could see his head flare. And as the first shot erupted, he aimed it at my mouth from a few inches away. "Both" was his answer and started to moan over and over. Then he proceeded to shoot gobs of cum across my chin, lips, nose and into my open mouth. I thought this was pretty fucking hot, as we both took our time and connected and enjoyed the cock sucking. I decided I wanted that big cock in my tight hole. So I looked up at him and asked "How long before you get hard again". He pulled away and said "I'm already hard. What would you like next? I'm enjoying this". I turned around, stuck my ass up in the air and said "I want to see if you know how to use that big uncut cock. Fuck me. Tease me. Seed my hole". He reached down and wiped any remaining cum from my chin and nose and held his cummy fingers in front of me for a second, so I could see what was there. Then I felt those two fingers slowly rubbing the cum all around the outside of my hole. He was still dripping cum from the end of his dick, and he slapped that big uncut meat against my pucker. Pushed in a little and pulled out a little and slapped a little. Then we really started getting into one another's heads.... and that was when the Daddy word came up... He said "Do you want to feel my hard young cock in your hairy Daddy hole today?" And he kept slapping and saying things like "You should see that cummy Daddy hole starting to open up for my thick cock. You like the uncut dick don't you Daddy?" He was right. It was turning me on in a huge way. I loved this young hair stud not rushing a suck job. And now it was clear he was likely not going to rush a fuck either. The fact that he kept calling me Daddy wasn't upsetting me at all. He was young enough to get away with it. And I could tell by the tone he used with that word "Daddy" that this was a respectful description. He started telling me I was a sexy older man and that turned his crank. He would have been happy with the blowjob he said. The fact that I wanted his young hard cock in my hole really turned him on. He explained that this was also a huge fantasy of his - to fuck an older guy - but was too shy to ask. The fact that I had asked for his cock kept him rock hard. He asked if I was sure I wanted to fuck raw? I explained I was totally fine with that and I expected that he would breed my ass with his big load. That set him off a little apparently. He reached around and gripped my hips and said it was time to quit playing. I relaxed and opened my hole up and he just slid that rock hard cock deep into my cummy hole.... right up to his balls. I reached around those hairy ass cheeks and pulled him tight to prevent him from moving. He looked at me quizically and I said "Don't move. I want you to flex your cock head right where you are. I want to know exactly where that cock head is sitting inside my guts". He just moaned again, and I could feel his cock swell up and reduce and swell. It was an intense feeling with him buried deep inside and not moving at all. His eyes shot wide when I used all my ass muscles to GRIP his cock. I squeezed and milked his cock. Feeling the thickness and hardness in my guts. I said to him... "I'm a tough Daddy... let's have a good solid fuck boy." He fucked me silly. He was a fucking porn star. He tried every awesome angle he could muster. He had a couple angles where I swear that big cock went another inch up inside me. I realized he liked dirty talk so I started egging him on. Telling him I had come to suck his cock and that I enjoyed his hot load on my face and now I wanted his hot load in my guts. I told him to breed my hole. I said I wanted his cum. I said he needed to seed my ass. When I said I needed him to make me his first Daddy cumslut - he lost his shit and pounded me like a crazy man. I could feel the cum shooting. Each shot into me was accompanied by a moan from him in perfect unison. He pulled his cock out after a few big shots and let me see he was still shooting - just before he slammed his spurting dick back inside of me. There was no doubt he was loading my ass up good. When he finished, I told him to pull out and I crawled around to take his softening cummy cock into my mouth and licked him clean. I had shot a huge load while was cumming and he pushed me onto my back and proceeded to lick every drop of cum from my cock and balls. Then he flipped me over and licked his cum from the outside of my drippy hole. As I said - we have been sucking and fucking for about 15 years now. He is still in the closet. I fucked him 'once'. He is pretty much a dedicated top but thought he'd like to try it with me at least once. I am quite happy to have this hung young stud use my mouth and asshole every now and then. We have fucked in his garden shed with neighbors sitting beside the fence. We have fucked on the edges of his hot tub and my hot tub. We have fucked on many home made amateur porn movies with some spectacular cum shots on beds, in slings and poolside. Great memories. We really enjoy one another's naked company. If you are lucky enough to find someone who is 'wired' for the same scene... the younger top / older bottom scene can be VERY hot. IMO, the more mature and open minded the younger top - I will ensure a great time. I post and ad every now and then and have been topped by at least 20-25 younger tops in the last 3 years. There are a lot of hip young Canadian guys interested in topping an older guy. In a couple of cases, I have returned the favor and topped them - at their request. Also very hot scenes!! I make it clear to these guys when we are talking that I only take their loads raw. There will be no condoms, so if they want to fuck raw - I'm willing to meet and take their loads. That puts a LOT of them into an orbit before they even show up. In a lot of cases, they blow very fast because they are very excited. But thanks to youth, they are usually ready for a good long fuck after I suck them back to life and edge them.... grin. I've attached a picture of Hairy Gary and I... Cheers

First of all, i love you. Secondly, what the fuck qualifies a cumdump as "true?" lol i appreciate the sweet and vulnerable subness in you that would pose such a question, but i personally don't think we are defined by others. i know a lot of guys, especially in a "D/s" context feel otherwise, so i qualify "personally." i believe we reflect each other in relationship, not dictate or manipulate who the other one is. i guess i should also qualify that i think manipulation is unscrupulous but really love the "molding" aspect of a D/s relationship. It's complicated lol. Bottoms, cumdumps, have likely existed since the beginning of time. I.e., way before HIV came along and also before any oportunistic pathogen of any sort took a ride on someones cock or in their semen, etc., to become the first "STD." my point is, cum and disease are two different things. Chasers might more accurately be termed HIVdumps if they are more preoccupied with HIV than cum? Again, i do not mean or say that with a disparaging attitude. i don't agree with the notion of chasing, but a part of me gets it (i think). For me, it's not just cum i need or want when i have sex with a guy. It runs a whole lot deeper than that for me, and i don't pretend to understand my feelings completely. i love the sigh a man puts in me when he orgasms, the desire/lust, the pleasure. i love having a physical part of Him left inside of me, and the intent of Him leaving it inside of me. i'll take more than His cum (physically), like His piss for instance. Again, the idea of having something His body has made and held put into mine is a big part of the connection for me, so in that respect, i sort of get those who chase. For lack of a better analogy, taking PreP is sort of like taking birth control? i.e., i want everything that pertains to intercourse with a guy except the possibility of a 'baby' (i.e., disease). (i know, a baby is not a disease). i may regret that analogy because i know a lot of guys associate being pozzed with being "knocked up." sigh

By now we are hitting shots of g, countering it by smoking tina. Around and around. Some is always fucking, being fucked and getting high all at the seme time. The one of the 2 brazilian guys come over to me while my host joins the other. Everyone is in full on drug fulled kissing mode. No one is together and everyone is together. I didnt notice but at somepoint the bedroom emptied but the action is is the sitting room. My host put on a dvd from brazil..its horny as fuck but also one of the sickest things ive ever seen. I realise its the guy with me....my cock is hard he calls himself Ed and he is switching between eating my ass, fingering me and fucking me. He stops and lowers his ass to my mouth it looks like a mushroom and tastes amazing. his ass no longer resembles an asshole its soft like an overused pussy. My host and the other brazilian guy join us the 3 of them are taking turns fucking me kissing me and fingering me. my host moans, he finished inside me he remains inside until he has pumped me with every dribble of his milk. Im flipped doggie style. ed is fucking me and his friend is spit roasting me. im almost gagging as ed finishes inside. By now its a full on orgy. Everyone is taing turns fucking me. Resting after they cum smoking after every load they increase the size of the dildos they push into me. Once everyone has a load in me my host locks the cum inside me with a large butt plug. Marcus and the tv head off, they have a client booked in at their place. Its now after 11 pm we are just chilling, watching porn. My host shows me his bbrt party advert. 9 people are confirmed. He askes me if i want to be his whore to pimp out. I do. I think to myself, ill play a little longer and call it a day in the morning. Ed calls me to the bathroom. Im unsteady on my feet. He puts down the toilet seat and sits on it as i stand over him swaying. He removes my butt plug the contents spill onto his cock and he starts masterbating as i sit on him unable to hold myself up. He kisses me passionately. Seeing the large dildo i was using in the bathroom the previous day he lies me on my back in the cum that just oozed out of me. Im really surprised as it begins to slide in...what a difference a day makes. He removes the dildo then starts inserting fingers. I can feel how slippy and loose I am. He begins with 4 fingers. then eases in 5...passes the knuckles. Almost suddenly his whole hand is sucked in. He starts calling me his baby as he pushes deeper into me, I worry he might go too deep and kill me as he stops slides back out and repeats.. I look up behind me through the bathroom door as 2 more people enter the apartment. The first thing they see is me on my back legs in the air and Ed sitting on the floor sliding his fist in and out. "im in" he says like he just won a prize. The 2 new guys to the party just stare and smile before moving to be chemmed up...

I cleaned up and made Bill a coffee. It felt strange to be walking around naked and available to the denizens who came to the sauna. Bill made me lube my arse ready as it had got quite busy. Sid was there, and the old troll called Arthur, along with a couple of guys I hadn't seen before, including a fat, black guy with sagging tits and a short, thick cock and heavy balls. I didn't really know what to do, so I wandered upstairs to the TV room. The black guy was there with Arthur and Sid watching porn on the TV. All were naked and jacking their cocks and talking. "So, we haven't seen you for a while, Mike". Said Sid to the black guy. "Where you been?" They ignored me as the black guy said "Been away working. Haven't had any tail in ages." They laughed as Sid nodded at his cock. "Looks like it wants some today, Mike!" I turned to go as Sid said. "So where were you working?" As he spoke, he casually took my wrist and pulled me towards the sofa. "Oh, up north."Said Mike, levering his bulk off the sofa as Sid pulled me down and onto my knees. "Big construction project, so the money's good." As he spoke, he got behind me and began to slide his cock up me. It was fat and stiff, but slid easily in through the lube. He sighed happily as he lifted his belly onto my back and began to fuck me. "Trouble is, you work long hours and then you're too knackered to do anything else...yeah that's tight...nice.."He said. Sid stuck a bottle under my nose and I sagged into the cushions as Mike began to thrust urgently into me. "Contracts..contracts ended now..." He puffed. " Hang on... I'm going to cum." With that he pushed into me and I felt his cock throb and throb as he spurted. "Phew!" He said " I needed that!" He pulled out roughly, and I felt sperm gush over my balls. "Cheers guys," He said. "I'm going for a coffee" He waddled out as Sid turned to Arthur. "You coming for a coffee?" "In a minute," Said the old man getting behind me and sliding his cock into my sopping hole. "Ok," Said Sid. " See you downstairs when you're done" He left as Arthur began to fuck me. Behind the sofa was a mirror. I saw myself kneeling, being fucked from behind, and there on Arthur's shoulder was a biohazard tattoo I hadn't noticed before. He grinned at me in the mirror. "Hold still," he said. "Got some more spunk for you" Then he grunted and shuddered as he emptied his old balls into me. With that, he slapped my arse, grabbed his towel and left. My descent into depravity had just begun...

I did not write this. I found it long ago on the BBexchange site. I think it's hot as fuck. (Warning: extreme, snuff discussed)) BROTHERHOOD CIRCLE (or Never Fall In Love With Your Gifter) by Anonymous As was their regular practice, Rick and the Boys arrived an hour before the meeting to setup the hall. As soon as they entered the room, Todd and Chris pealed off their clothes and tossed them under the card table near the door, then helped Rick pull out the chairs for the "Brotherhood Circle" the muscles of their hot young bodies rippling under their taut skin as they moved and stretched around the room. Rick fought the impulse to get down on his knees and suck Todd's incredibly beautiful Prick as he had done on a number of occasions. The sight and sound of its growing girth slapping against Todd's muscled thigh sent Rick's own organ stirring beneath his trousers. Setting-up always gave Rick a twinge of sexual excitement, as the meetings were always a surprise, and always hot. At one point Chris stopped Rick in mid-stride and kiddingly started tugging at his belt. "You're not gonna let us be the only ones in our birthday suits, are you?" he joked. At which point his partner reached over and pulled Rick's loose fitting T-shirt up over his head. Now that he was full-blown, Rick was embarrassed by his body, the changes, his loss of muscle tone, the extreme weight loss. It never ceased to amaze him how other guys thought he was so damn hot. He was very plain looking, but ever since he started loosing weight and showing symptoms, many of the guys couldn't keep their hands off him. And not just Chasers who were after any infected Cum they could get, either. He couldn't believe how some incredibly hot men wanted him. Like Todd and Chris and quite a few others. And then there was Paul, incredibly humpy Paul. "Funny, but now that I'm finally getting sick, sex is fucking incredible!" he mused and helped the Boys put the chairs out into a large circle. "How many chairs do you think we'll need tonight?", the blonde asked. Todd looked at this partner contemplatively and replied "last week we had 26” I know Greg and Bill are planning on coming and a few other guys I talked to on-line are gonna be here. Better put out ten more." "That's a lot of Buggers!" Chris quipped, "Man, that's a lot of Buggers!" The three men laughed. In the "old days" Rick did all this work himself. In fact, he helped form the group three years ago with just three other men, meeting in each other's apartments, talking about how they wanted to Convert. Fearful at first of sharing their wish to get AIDS with other men, and their desire to ultimately die from the disease. Sucking each other off; fucking each other in long, sweaty marathons that would last well into the next afternoon. Getting tested together. Even dying. Once they had the large circle of chairs completed, Todd walked over to the corner and began pulling-out large padded vinyl mats into an area on one side of the room. As he did so, the muscles of his back flexed as did those of his tight bubble ass. From across the room Rick admired how the soft hairs caressed Todd's ass cheeks, accentuating the wonderfully dark and inviting fissure that Rick's tongue and Penis knew so well. This was Todd's favorite part of the evening: the "Fellowship." Chris joined his husband in setting up this area. The naked young men teased each other and laughed as they moved several large laminated black cubes out and placed them strategically among the mats. Chris opened a large metal storage cabinet and removed several large bowls of Vaseline and tubes of lube, which he set out on the cubes. Todd reached in to the cabinet and pulled out three baskets of black butt plugs, stacking them in his arms and securing them with his chin, stepping back and forth like an unsure juggler, his Cock flapping in a wide arch in the air as he tip-toes toward the cubes.. "Can't forget these babies!" he said to his husband, balancing the baskets under his chin as his balls swung back and forth. "I knew that you wouldn't forget your favorite toys!" his young husband chuckled back in response, sticking a finger into Todd's eager young rectum then licking his finger with a loud "Yum!". The "Fellowship" evolved from the two hour long "Brotherhood Circle" during which time men would give their own personal testimonials, talked, shared feelings and generally supported each other in worshiping the Virus. Often they supported each other to the point of ejaculation and as mutual jerk-off and sucking became more and more commonplace it was felt that these actions were becoming rather disruptive to the main reasons for the group, so a second component, the "Fellowship" was devised so that, once aroused, men could enjoy fluid exchange in a "no-holds-barred" atmosphere. The testimonials then served a dual purpose: they helped the men feel comfortable with getting and receiving the Bug and made them aroused enough to do something about it after the general meeting. Once they witnessed the Brotherhood Circle, few men did not stay for the Fellowship, which was Todd's favorite part of the evening. Conspicuously absent from the Fellowship play area were any tissues or paper towels. The group frowned on such things and insisted that all ejaculates be made into an orifice, usually a rectum or a hungry mouth. Cum - especially POZ Cum - was regarded as sacred and should not be defamed by being wasted. Any "spillage" was to be licked-up off the matte, floor, cubes or from other men's bodies. This was Todd's favorite assignment and he would spend quite a bit of time at the conclusion of the evening on all fours, Cum infused ass high in the air, licking-up any "accidents". Todd also spent a good part of his time making sure that men had plenty of "accidents". He was a hot sight indeed, his virile young body moving on all fours among the naked men, licking and sucking Cum from any surface, being mounted by yet another hot POZ Prick, till his thigh's glistened with revelries of sticky Infected Nuclear Man Milk. The Sacred Croak Cream would slowly trail its way out over his hairy young ass, down his thigh's, his hairy legs, then would drip down onto the black mat, to be reverentially licked and ingested by another group member, also on all fours, licking up any new ejaculates. At the conclusion of the meeting, Chris would come over to his husband, embrace him and insert one of the butt plugs between his violated ass cheeks to make sure that any new viral strains would be held captive inside his husband's firm young buttocks. Todd liked nothing better then to go home with his boyfriend on the subway, butt plug firmly planted up in his ass, damning-up all that bubbling Death Seed. Todd would sit on the subway car, feeling the plug slowly inch up his violated ass, pushing millions squirming deadly Sperm cells into his eager system. Todd would sit with a lewd smile on his face, patches of coagulated Cum dotting his neatly trimmed goatee, his arm over Chris's shoulder, hugging him close. Another hot night. Another chance to get that one final lethal injection that they each lusted after. Another chance for yet more AIDS cells to multiply within him, to incubate and exchange with his sweet husband. The group grew slowly over the last couple of years and Rick became the default leader. Once he did manage to convert to HIV Positive, there was no stopping him. Even the bouts with the flu, pneumonia and other setbacks didn't keep him from participating. In fact, despite his modest looks, he found that his popularity skyrocketed along with his Viral Load. Thin even when he was in his best of health, the Virus now accentuated his nerdish looks, large nose, oily, unkempt black hair and big brown plastic glasses with perpetually soiled lenses. But the men wanted him. Big time. He tried to structure the group; make it into something other then a fuck club. A place were Chasers could find support and Gifters could help them make the transition in a supportive and understanding way and indiscriminately share their Infection with the nervous newcomers. Originally, he wanted this to be a support group with no sexual activity, except periodically scheduled ritual inseminations. But men are men and boys are boys and gradually the group - and Rick - loosened-up a bit and "fluid exchange" became a regular component of the meetings. The group really took-off when Chris and Todd got involved. Rick met Todd on line in a bareback chat room and invited him to a meeting. That's where Todd met Chris and it was love at first sight. Both the "boys" as Rick referred to them, were then Chasers, Chris being the most forward and adventurous of the two. During that first meeting, Chris sat next to an older guy who announced that his doctor told him he was dying from AIDS. (and who in fact act did die three months later.) Chris casually began massaging the man's dick during the meeting, leaning over to suck it, play with his balls, pinch his nipples. Even though it was announced that sex was prohibited during the sessions, Chris nonchalantly got up and sat on the guy's throbbing cock, facing the group. He slowly went up and down on the man's Infected Bug Blaster while the man's hairy arms rubbed Chris's torso up in down in silent admiration, the hairy forearms a stark contrast to the young man's smooth well muscled chest and abdomen. With several of the men beating off in silent accompaniment, the man finally came with a loud sigh during meeting announcements. Chris casually got off the still throbbing Prick and sat back down in his seat, infected Bug Juice oozing out of his incredible ass onto the metal seat of his chair. Chris spent the rest of the meeting playing with the man's limp cock, gathering up the oozing Fuck Cream in his fingers and nonchalantly inserting it back into his hot young hole. During that night's Fellowship, Todd made a beeline to the Chris and the older man and confessed that he too wanted what Chris got. Chris teased him while he knelt before the old man, hungrily gobbling his infected Prick, bringing it to attention. Chris coaxed the hot young man to mount the rigid Death Stick and take his first Infected Load. Both young men bathed the man with their tongues, worshiping his dying body, eating out each other's newly bred asses for all the men to enjoy. Chris coaxed Todd to join him and the man at his apartment for a more intimate breeding session, which Todd eagerly accepted. During that weekend and on subsequent nights, the two young studs wore the old man out, but took several loads of infected Croak Cream. At the next meeting the following week, Todd and Chris announced to the group that they were "going steady." Of course their interpretation of "going steady" meant that they were going to get infected together and were regular little pigs about it. Chris converted 7 weeks later and Todd was not too far behind. They moved in together and became regular fixtures at the Men's Circle Fellowship as the group became known. They even requested a "commitment ceremony" and asked the old man if he would mount each of them during the festivities, depositing one of his final loads into them as Chris showered hot obscenities into his ear and dozens of men stood and knelt around, beating off enthusiastically. It pleased the newly weds very much to know that the old man who was first to breed them died only two months after their "marriage." Now the boys were in a race to see which one would get the most lethal strain of HIV. Rick had his money on Chris, though Todd was not feeling too well lately. "Such gorgeous guys!", Rick thought to himself as the two lath young bodies rippled with every bend and gesture, their sizeable Dicks flapping around in the air, slapping against their muscular thighs as they walked. "Too bad they won't see 30. Not even 24!" Todd and Chris made themselves the unofficial greeters for the group and they manned their stations at the card table, setting out the name tags they had designed on Todd's computer, featuring a biohazard symbol and a plus sign, a minus sign and a question mark. They would enter the guest's name on the tag with a felt tip pen, and circle the sign that corresponded to the guest's HIV status. Most men knew the routine. There was always a lot of hugging and kissing as the boys would welcome a friend or past fuck partner. They would open the man's shirt or pull it over his head jokingly, and place a nametag on his bare chest, making sure that the guys with the hairiest chests got their tags placed on good and firmly, so that it would cause more then a little discomfort when they were ripped off at the end of the evening. As most men that they were expected to strip for the meeting and put their clothes under their chairs, but men who wished to remain fully (or partially clothed could do so and were not pressured.) Some men preferred not to strip, usually new comers. But upon seeing these two incredibly beautiful young men greeting them at the door, most men willingly - and often rather earnestly -disrobed with out any encouragement. Rick busied himself with some of the paper work and announcements for the meeting as the men began arriving. He noticed there was a line at the door and Todd was on his knees playfully rimming out a new arrival, who was bent over the table writing his name on a tag. "Hey, what about me!" Chris chided and got down on his knees next to his partner and playfully pushed him away, inserting his face into the man's hairy crack. Todd pulled the man's ass cheeks closed on his boyfriend's face and the men in the line chuckled. "Next!" Chris called-out as he stood up to tend to his duties, his face wet with ass juice. "Let me have some of that!" an older gentleman with gray hair responded as he leaned over the table, putting his arm around Chris' neck, pulling him close, licking the boy's face and chin. "Hey Doc!" Todd responded. "How's tricks, Doc?" The Doctor disengaged a deep French kiss from the blonde's mouth and responded: "I think that they're fine, just fine!" nodding toward a tall young man standing next to him, with a muscle shirt and large chain choker around his neck. The young man was hot as hell, as were all of the Doc's other "nephews." Doc Dan was a regular fixture at the meetings. Dispensing advice and plenty of chemical stimulants, Virus and anything else "his boys" needed. Thanks to Doctor Dan, so many of the group members progressed rapidly, having the time of their (young) lives. Fucking like animals until their untimely end. In fact, so many of Doctor Dan's boys died of AIDS that the group members jokingly referred to him as Doc Death, not without irony, and not without admiration. "How are my best patients?" the older man asked the young couple. "You guys need any more stuff?" "If we got any more, we'd fuck our brains out!" Todd responded wryly, referring to the Doctor's reputation of supplying group members with high potency aphrodisiacs. "He already cum 7 times a day, Doc," Chris told the Doctor, putting his arm around his husband's neck and kissing his cheek. Todd's rigid Cock twitched in involuntary response. Todd added: "But maybe you can help Chris get re-Bugged? He really wants to get a lethal dose." "Well, Kenny here is bubbling-over with a new strain that I just got from Europe. Let's talk and plan something at the Clinic" their physician offered. The young couple nodded in agreement, eyeing the Doctor's young "nephew" appreciatively. The fellow nodded without any indication of emotion on his face. Chris handed the young man his name tag as Kenny peeled-off his shirt. A extremely large red circle was marked prominently around the "+" sign on the tag. "Just so we all know were the good juice is," Chris joked to the stud, who didn't seem interested in anything that was said; he just stood and rubbed the growing lump in his pants, eyeing Chris suggestively. Next in line was a young red-haired college boy, whose timid, naive manner made Todd and Chris perk-up their Peckers. "Welcome!" Chris greeted, leaning over the table and kissing the redhead on the lips. "You're new!" The boy averted Chris's gaze and looked down. "Your name?" Todd asked. "Stephen." "Status?" "Neg." "Not for long!" Chris teased in response. The student blushed. "He's so cute," Chris commented to his husband, making the boy blush even more. "Can we screw him, honey?" Todd smiled and helped the redhead remove his shirt, and placed the nametag on his chest. "Nice" Todd commented appreciatively, rubbing his bare hand on the boy's smooth chest. A man behind the boy reached around him and undid his belt and loosened his jeans, which dropped around the redhead's ankles. Todd pulled the kid's briefs down to his kneels and whistled as he examined the growing Cock in his hands. "This is nice too!" Todd offered. The man started kneading the boy's ass, while Todd jerked the Cock to erection. He Frenched the boy who melted in Todd's arms. The Boys seemed to have that effect on a lot of new comers. "Take a seat and we'll be over later. Save a chair on each side of you," the student was instructed as he stepped out of his clothes and gathered them up in his arms. The redhead walked to an empty chair, his veiny red Cock arching unabashedly in front of him, like some large, lewd, aroused snake. The large mushroom head grew bright crimson and the veins began to grow and throb. Shinny, drops of Boy Dew began to droll out of the opening. "Whew!" one of the older men whistled a daddy type with large mustache and a stomach to match. The boy's fleshy pink ass jiggled as he walked across the hall, making the Daddy's Pecker seep Man dew appreciatively. The man could anticipate the moist warm receptacle that the boy's body offered and, catching the Daddy's glance, the boy blushed nervously "You want to get Knocked-up real fast, baby?" the daddy asked the boy. "I can give it to you right now, come'ere!" The boy nervously sat down, holding his clothes in his lap to hide his growing shame. "Leave the boy alone, Hank," another older man scolded, "He's nervous. Give him time. Let him enjoy it." "Don't worry, we won't let anybody POZ you till you're ready." The second man was an effeminate type, mid-50's. He walked over to the boy's chair and, standing behind him, he started to pat his freckled back, rubbing, them massaging the taut skin, as his own engorged cockhead left wet trails along the back of the boy's neck. "You can go when you want to go, baby. Trust me. It will be incredible." "You have plenty of time for that Death Fuck; You DO want your Death Fuck, don't you." The boy stared as if he did not hear the question, but he gradually relaxed. "That's it, relax. Put those clothes under your chair and let us see what you brought us. The boy obediently did as he was told, sitting now totally naked and exposed, his knees knocked together more from the cold air then from fear. "You're a beauty," the older man said, reaching down over the boy's shoulder and grabbing the incredibly large Red Erection, squeezing pre-Cum from the head. "You want to Convert, don't you baby? " the effeminate man cooed at the newcomer. This time, the student nodded in agreement. "That's all you can think of, isn't it?" The boy nodded again, his hungry young Cock visibly jerking larger as he nodded. The boy wanted it. Bad. If these people only know how much. "Well, you just relax, sit back and enjoy the meeting. You'll be beggin' for it by the time we're through with you tonight!" The boy did what he was told and sat back and relaxed, less nervous about his Erection, but still shy, fearful and inhibited. He looked around the room, there were now about 20 men seated, almost all of them naked, most with hard-ons. Some sitting and talking to their neighbors or other naked men who stood around in small clusters. Most of the men had erections, some were actually dripping worse then he was. The boy marveled at the beauty of men's bodies, how their erect Cocks bobbed in the air before them when they walked like some profane flag. How the Dew glistened from their immense swollen tips, announcing their readiness to copulate, inseminate, to create life - and in his case he hoped - to destroy it. The boy sat mesmerized. His angry red Cock bobbing and swaying in front of him, poking out proudly from the crop of bushy red pubic hair like some hungry demon, demanding satisfaction and pulling him after it into a lustful and inevitable abyss of pleasurable self destruction. Some men were sitting, legs apart, slowly massaging their Fuck Poles. One man in particular, who looked like he was in his late 30's, was incredibly hot and masculine. Buzz cut, hairy chest, nice thick thighs, hairy legs. Nothing on but gym socks. He sat back in his chair, pelvis arched forward, slowly jerking off what the kid thought was an eight incher, staring directly at the kid from his seat across the large circle. All that evening, the man didn’t take his eyes off the redhead. The boy actually started to get beads of sweat on his forward not knowing how to react, feeling scrutinized. He would look away, then jab a quick look back to see if the man was still staring. And he was. The boy kept playing that game until, halfway through the meeting he gave up and give in to the man, the boy opened his legs, arched his timid, unschooled pelvis forward and let his hungry, young red Cock take control. He ceased averting the man's gaze. He became captured. He began to beat off with the man, staring into those deep, dark eyes. The boy did not know it, but that night he set eyes on the man who was going to kill him. Literally. And, in just a few hours he would be actually begging the man to do it. In fact, demanding that the man infect him, fuck his hole, kill him with his Infected, Deadly, Mother Fucken' Cum. Breed Him. Make him his Death Pig. He was the Man's Whore Boy. He would give everything, his body, his health, his life to the man, just to give the man a few minutes of carnal pleasure. He wanted the man's Seed. In his passion and submission, the boy would finally scream it for all the men to hear: "Give it to me!! Give my you Cum, Man. I want it. I want AIDS. Please give me AIDS. Kill me Man, Kill my Fucken Hole." The man would not only loosen the boy's virgin neg ass, his beautiful young body, but his entire soul. By the end of the night, the man would have the boy spewing profanities that he never could even think before. By the end of the night, the boy would fall hopelessly and impossibly in love with Ned, his Gifter and his Sweet Murderer. Ned. Former college linebacker. Former Marine. Former cost accountant with the High Mount School District, now on medical leave. Full-blown Ned. Lethal Ned. Breeder Ned. "You should never fall in love with your Gifter," the boy would have been told had he cared to listen during the meeting. And never fall in love with Ned, Stephen. Certainly not Ned. "We could tell you stories, Steve" the group would have warned him. "Let Ned fuck you if you want, but don't let him fuck you over." But, once Ned's stare had the boy transfixed, he was a goner. It was only a matter of time, till Ned would have him impaled on his Throbbing Croak Stick, blasting Liquid Death into the boy's soft young buns. It would only be a matter of time till the boy would become infected, go full-blown, and begin to whither away, all the while hoping beyond hope that Ned would return, it not his love, at least his phone calls. It was only a matter of time. When Ned set his gaze on the boy, the countdown began. The clock began ticking. The boy’s life began slipping away. He now had a limited time left. 27 months, 14 days to be exact, before Ned's hungry Seed claimed yet another young victim. All of his parents plans for him, a career, a good long healthy life, all of them were now derailed by that hot Ex-Marine's eyes and mesmerizingly fat Death Stick. But even if the redhead would have known all these things, it would not have dissuaded him from showering that evening, brushing his hair, putting on his hottest pair of jeans, stuffing his sizeable Cock into his briefs and taking the subway to Mill Creek Station Number 7, to 1345 Cannel Street. It would not have dissuaded him from opening that door and entering into the Men's Circle Fellowship. Not in the least. Like a drowsy sleepwalker, the boy knew exactly what he was doing when he followed-up on that blast mail. He set his own clock and his body embraced Ned's gaze with all its soul. The countdown had begun.

I had been working in the city for several weeks before I found the bar. It was down a dark, run down side street and only obvious from the gaudy neon light outside. I had read about it online, and most of the reviews used words and phrases like 'filthy', 'sleazy', and 'full of older men'. The prevailing opinion was you only went there once just to see how awful it was. I, on the other hand, was attracted to it precisely because of the sleaze and the sense of depravity in the reviews. For some reason I find myself drawn to encounters which would disgust most people, (although I had not had many such encounters myself). Well, once inside the bar, the music was playing loudly, and the dim lighting revealed the bar counter, a dance floor and a selection of tired and grimy tables and chairs. About six guys occupied the bar stools, chatting to the barman, who was a large, middle aged man with glasses. Somewhat nervously, even if excited, I took a spare bar stool and ordered a beer. Three of the guys on the corner of the wooden counter were giving me the eye as they chatted - a thin old guy probably in his sixties with a cap and thick spectacles, a fat guy about the same age whose polo shirt only just covered his heavy belly which hung over greasy trousers, and a younger, chubby guy with a pale face which shone with sweat, which was framed by thin, mousy hair. The man seated next to me greeted me, and we chatted for a while, which also served to calm me down so I could relax. After a while, I plucked up some courage and asked "So, does this place have a ... you know... dark room, or some place like that?" He gave me a wry smile. "Just downstairs. The toilets in the basement. That’s where the guys go and get up to all sorts." I sipped some more beer, feeling my palms getting sweaty and my heart beat faster. "But if you go down there, be careful with your wallet. It's easy to get your pocket picked when someone's sucking you off." I blushed and nodded. "Can't be too careful." "Oh, and use a condom." Uh oh. I thought, here comes the safe sex lecture. He must have seen my expression because he shook his head and said "No, I mean it. This 'ain't Disneyland. You let a guy in you bare down there, and you'll likely get knocked up, if you know what I mean. Some of them would love to get in your pants and give you a dirty load." My heart skipped a beat and I felt excitement and fear in equal measure. "Anyway," he said, tapping my shoulder, "I just thought you should know. I'm going outside for a cigarette." He got down heavily from the stool and disappeared outside. The guys at the bar were ignoring me now. I took another sip of beer, then went over to the narrow, dimly lit stairs to the basement toilets. At the bottom, a left turn led to a small space containing two cubicles with broken locks and a filthy sink. The urinals were straight ahead from the foot of the stairs, behind a screening wall. There was no one there. I didn't know whether to be disappointed or relieved. I was in the area next to the cubicles when I heard a step behind me. I turned to see the three guys from the bar crowding into the space. They didn't say anything, but the thin guy with the thick glasses began to rub a rather large bulge in his threadbare trousers. I gave them a nervous smile, aware of my own trousers tightening at the groin. He slowly unzipped his fly, reached in and pulled out a thick, stiff cock. I took his cock in my hand, feeling the warm, silky flesh in my palm. "Do you want to suck it, mate?" he asked. The sixty-four thousand dollar question. The moment when I could still make a choice to stay or go. I made my choice, and bent forward and took him in my mouth, tasting the salty sweatiness as he dug in a pocket and took out some poppers. I heard him sniff deeply, then the bottle was offered to me. I stopped sucking long enough to take a big hit, feeling the chemical course through me. My inhibitions wash away, so I eagerly resumed sucking him. The bottle, meanwhile, was passed between the men and the powerful aroma filled the small space. I felt a hand grab my arse and stroke it through the material of my trousers. " Nice arse," said a gruff voice behind me. "Let's see it, then." I fumbled with my belt and zip, and then my trousers slid down to my ankles. I felt rough fingers dig into the waistband of my underpants and pull them down, exposing my bare bottom. I continued to suck the cock, until he lifted my chin and straightened me up, before kissing me on the mouth. I gasped as his tongue slid between my lips and I tasted beer and cigarettes on his breath. He laughed as he pulled away. "Bend over the sink, matey," he said. The young chubby guy was sweating profusely and grinning like a Cheshire cat. He had dropped his trousers and pants as he wanked a thin, curved cock and was beside himself with excitement. Slowly, I turned and bent over the sink, grabbing the edge of the cold ceramic bowl. Beside me, the fat guy was humming happily to himself as he pulled the polo shirt over his head, revealing a fat, hairy torso, and flabby belly. His body odour filled the space as he dropped his trousers and a thick, stubby cock sprang up between his fat thighs. There was a grimy mirror above the sink. I saw my reflection, face flushed from the poppers, and behind me the thin guy digging a crumpled tube of KY from his pocket. He unscrewed the cap, squeezed a dollop on to his forefinger, and roughly worked it into my arsehole, the filthy, rough fingernail scratching my delicate skin. "Here we go," he remarked, dipping to push trousers and pants down, then waddling behind me and sniffing from the brown bottle. I had one last moment of sanity. "Don't...don't you want a condom?" He chuckled and handed me the bottle. "Naw, we're all friends here, 'ain't we?" The young man giggled. " Fuck him, Bill!" I sniffed the poppers, felt a moment's fear as Bill pushed forward and then his cock slid up me in a delicious, slippery rush and I gasped and sagged over the sink. "There we go," Bill whispered and began to slide slowly in and out of me. "Jesus, he's got a nice arse!" He said to the others. "Proper smooth and wet." He fucked me for a few minutes as the other two clustered round and probed under my stomach to feel the base of the cock sticking in me. Suddenly, footsteps sounded on the stairs. I would have got up but the others seemed unconcerned, and whatever the case, I was pinned to the sink. In the doorway stood the man from the bar who had warned me about being careful. His face was a comic mixture of shock, disgust and lust as our eyes met. Bill stood back, and the man could clearly see his cock was bare and glistening with lube. "Want some, mate?" The man blushed and shook his head, but he didn’t leave and I saw his hand begin to rub his crotch. "C'mon then, Jamie." said Bill. "Climb on and fill yer boots before you blow a fuse!" The chubby young man waddled behind me and eagerly pressed his cock into my hole. It was thin and curved with a mushroom head, and went in easily. Unlike Bill, he fucked me in short furious strokes, gasping with pleasure as the sweat dripped from his chin on to my bare buttocks, "Oh..oh yeah..uuuh..uuuh." he grunted as Bill pressed the bottle to my nose. " Fuck 'im Jamie! " growled the fat man, " Give 'im that dirty load of yours!" My head swam from the poppers and I heard my voice squealing with pleasure and animal lust as the young man's movements got faster and more urgent. "Here...here it comes...aah!" he gasped, and I felt his cock stiffen and throb and knew he was spurting in me. At last he relaxed, and pulled out, staggering back to lean against the wall. I felt a drool of sperm run down over my scrotum and was aghast at what I'd done. Yet I didn't move. I looked at my swollen face in the mirror and licked my lips in shame and lust. The man was still standing in the doorway, rubbing his crotch. But now he was shaking his head slowly and looking at me as if to say "You stupid bastard." I felt a heavy body behind me and the flabby belly being lifted on to my buttocks as the stubby cock nosed at my hole. Bill bent beside me and kissed me again, remarking "There now, didn't I say we were all friends?" The fat cock slid into my dripping hole and began to mechanically fuck me. I gasped and hung onto the bowl as he rode me, all the time looking at the man who was shaking his head, but now had his cock out as the young man knelt before him and sucked it. "More than friends," puffed the fat man as he started to thrust fast and hard into me. "He's gonna be family after we knock him up!" then he grunted like a pig and shuddered all over as he came in me. He pulled back and I straightened up, feeling the sperm from two loads sliding out of me. Bill was grinning and he ruffled my hair. "Dirty bastard, ‘aren’t you?" The fat man pulled on his clothes, belched and disappeared upstairs for a drink. Idly, I watched the young man's head bobbing back and forth until the man gasped and spurted into his mouth. Not meeting my eyes, he scurried out. Jamie got up and pulled his trousers up, his mouth wet with spit and cum as Bill fastened his trousers. "Don't you want to fuck me?" I asked. "Not yet, mate. We've got a whole evening ahead of us.”

Here's another hot story from the old bugshare site for my bareback blog. http://fuckworker.blogspot.com/2012/05/stealth-pozzing-19yo-newbie.html ........................... When I got home I got a big surprise—a phone call from a 19 year old I’d POZZED 3 months ago. I‘d been only the second one to TOP him, and never thought I’d hear from him again. We met last June. I couldn’t wait to caress his youthful, tender Ass. He, in turn, went down on me, and sucked me close to Cumming. I stopped him cause I had better use for my POZ Cum than that. He’d find that out. I led him to the bedroom. He tried to escape my engorged Cock, but I trapped him to the mattress. He began to whimper, so I kissed him and whispered sweet nothings in his ear. I fucked him slowly, with powerful deep thrusts. I hit his Prostate, and he felt it. I couldn't hold back—filled his Virgin Hole with hot POZ Jizm, paused to allow my Toxic Seed to settle, then began to fuck him hard and fast. He bellowed in shear pleasure. After 15 minutes he reached down and felt my Dick. His eyes went wide. "No Rubber? Don’t Cum in me, OK? Shoot on my Chest and Stomach.” I acquiesced. He hadn’t counted on my Special Gift—that I can Cum a half dozen times, depending on the NEG-AND-SEX-APPEAL of the Dude I’m GIFTING. And Joey boy was VERY NEG and VERY SEXY. I fucked him harder. God, the Kid appealed to me—so young and vibrant and voluptuous! I felt It tingle in my Balls, rising toward my Piss Slit! I shot again, inundating his Guts with my POZ Jism. And kept on screwin’ for half an hour longer. “I’M CUMMIN!” That was him; not me. He hadn’t even touched himself. I was fucking the NEG Shit out of him. How I wanted to swallow his last NEG Load. I slowed my pace and licked up what I could, without stopping. "Man are you going to Cum or what?" he asked, almost exasperated. I had a duty to perform, and didn’t want to shirk my obligation. I responded I’d shoot soon. I wanted my first Loads to fester for as long as possible, so I intentionally held off and fucked him for another quarter-hour. "Please Cum! I can't take this any longer!" I spooged all over him. He got so excited at the sight of my raw Seed. He said he was afraid that I would Cum in him. He wanted to play Safe. I only smiled—I may have POZZED another one. ***************************************************************************************************************************** “Hello.” "It’s me, Joey, remember? Three months ago. I’ve tested POZ. You didn’t….?" “Wasn’t me, Joey. I never came in you. Have you played with someone else?” “A couple—but they all wore Condoms.” “Then it must have been a friggin’ accident. A broken Rubber or something. Tell you what. Cum over and we’ll talk about it.” “Are you POZ?” I hesitated. To continue the charade or tell the truth. “Yes, I am.” “I’ll be over in 30 minutes.” Talk we never did—at least not that evening. Talk is cheap, and not what I was in the mood for. He arrived visibly upset, wearing Tank Top and Cutoffs, and, for the record, no underwear. I asked if he wanted anything to drink. “Ginger Ale would be fine.” He’d drunk Ginger Ale the first night, too. Silently we sat on the couch. I massaged his inner thigh, worked up his pant leg, brushed his past his Balls, and stroked his soft Cock with nimble, practiced fingers. Magnificent! My POZ Child’s Shaft was hardening. I unbuttoned his cutoffs. The well-worn zipper glided easily, exposing his infected tumid Shaft. I couldn’t wait to taste his POZ Precum, knowing one so recently knocked up must be rife with the Virus. Yeah, I was responsible; and proud of it! I shoved my unlubed index finger up his Pussy. He jerked reflexively, then relaxed. I led him to the bedroom leaving his Cutoffs on the couch, pulled off his Tank Top, lubed up with Vaseline, and fucked him for an hour. I came 4 times, and with each climax acknowledged how good it felt to have my POZ Jizm flowing up his Pussy. By my 4th ejaculation, I think he knew exactly how he’d been POZZED. I began to masturbate him mercilessly. I worked his fat Cock faster, my hand but a blur upon his Tool. “Shoot your Toxic Jism, Joey. Shoot It down my throat. And promise me, you’ll remember— ’Tis better to give than to receive.’”

Part 1: How it Starts It started innocently enough. The casual chit chats back and forth on bbrts. I had read his profile multiple times and knew him by heart. 65 white male. 5’10 and about 175 lbs, white hair. He had the look of someone who had been around, his profile pic proudly showing his face and body. Me I couldn’t get past the fact that I only wanted it raw. That beneath my nine to five corporate job and the casual friends I met out at night. I wanted to be on hands and knees taking raw dick whenever I could. I sent him the customary oink to show I liked the crude profile message he left. Looking for bottom boys who need their boyholes filled with pox cum. I would get hard just from reading his profile. The initial shock of his response sent me into a spin when I received it one night. “Hey boy, sounds to me like you wanna be a pig but are too scared to pull the trigger. You should let me open up that boyhole so all the daddy’s can cum into you. Let me know if you ever want to. I’ll be waiting.” It was then I knew I had to give in. I had to offer him my boyhole as he called it. We chatted for a couple more weeks. Him always asking to join him at the local spa. I would always chicken out and make some excuse up. Till one night having had a few drinks with friends I was laying in bed hard as hell. My hole felt like there was an itch there that if I tried to scratch it I would never be able to satisfy it. I sent him the typical hi response and we got into our normal chatting. He told me he was going to the spa and that I should go and finally experience his daddy dick first hand. The liquor and horniness finally wore me down enough that before I knew it I was in the parking lot. I looked out from my far away space as shadowy figures moved around the building. Heads down no speaking. This wasn’t a place to talk. I could feel my heart beginning to race and before I knows what was going on I was walking up to the stairs to the attendant window. Ready to submit and offer up my boyhole.

since i was 16 i took nearly just as many loads as i took... kept score until i was 28... 1255... now it must be more than 2500

lol guilty as charged daddy! you were always one of my favourite porn theatre breeders cause you insisted on me being totally naked out in the theatre and shared me with other men and always made sure to say "you dont need to use a condom.he takes it bareback from anyone" and i think you were the first man to piss on me in the theatre.thats why i always let you fuck me for free.plus i love your big cock and your hard shooting cum

Wooof, pup!

Absolutely, it's only polite to thank him for choosing my ass as the fuckhole he wants to pump his load into.

Well, PrEP comes with a routine checkup system and most STDs can easily be caught orally... so it's almost like there is no point NOT being on PrEP. I know guys using rubbers (yes they still exist) that they have to check for STDs anyway and do catch them orally...

I've got hundreds of loads since I went on PrEP in 2012. Still HIV-. I have got chlamydia many times in the butt and mouth, although I'd have never known had not been from the checkups. I got gono once in the butt (there was definitely something going on) and once orally (no symtpoms orally). Got syphilis on my dick, nice chancre there. All of this stuff got swiftly dealt with with a shot or a pill thanks to the PrEP checkups. I did get the worst urethral infection which ended being an E-Coli infection, very likely contracted through butt fucking. This last one was very annoying and I went for care right away, solved in 48 hours. But all of this in a span of 6 years. STDs when they show up are quite infrequent for me, which is surprising given how much action I'm involved with. Risk vs reward benefit absolutely worth it for me.

Being a boot and sneaker pig, I like a few drops on cotton wool then inserted inside the boot, and then sniff.... oink!

i have actually seen @gangbangsuperstar down on her hands and knees licking cum off the bathhouse floor and a few times while she was naked in the porntheatre taking loads for 5 bucks.this faggot is pure trash.the most disgusting whore i have ever fucked.every pig i know has fucked it.nasty and dirty but hot as fuck and a talented throat and a hot sloppy cunt.and EAAASSSY

love it! i love being a nameless faceless fuckhole in a darkrooom taking loads from a bunch of random anonymous strangers. i dont care what the guys look like.all i care about is getting loads dumped in me. when men feel my tall lean body and juicy ass ass dripping cum they know im a cumdump

Um, that's about the dumbest thing I've heard. It's your health, not his or anyone else's. Whether you take PrEP or use condoms or take any other measure to not catch a disease is no one's business but yours. If, like me, you've made the informed decision to be a PrEP slut knowing the risks of catching other STD's, then enjoy being the slut you always wanted to be. If that means you have to sever your ties with this guy, so be it. You'll be better off in the long run.

My friend is “straight” with six kids. Still married to his wife, but they’ve been separated for years. He’s always horny and loves to fuck. He has a nice six inch uncut cock. He works construction and stopped by today after work. Arrived funky and sweaty which I love. Sucked him until he got hard and he fucked me hard until he filled me with his babies. I can still taste his load in my ass five hours later. Finger-licking good. I’m a pig but I’m a happy pig

Great start to the story! Can't wait to hear how the rest of the weekend played out. Multiple slams, Double Penetration (all 6 combinations?), more...

Take his load with pride and then start taking all the loads in your ass you can get. Enjoy becoming a cum dump!

So, clearly, the 3 loads I got last Sunday (1/20) wasn't enough to satisfy. I must be riding some kind of libido wave, because all I could think about during the work week was cock/cum. So, on Saturday (1/26) I got cleaned up for some potential ass-pounding. Got to Slammers around 3, and there were a few men there; but it didn't take long before some random guy was plowing my ass through a glory hole. Now, I normally remember how many guys fuck me, but this time, whilst in the dark room, I lost track. (Something about anonymous loads fucking makes me hot). The last guy's dick, before my butthole gave out, was fucking huge! It was long, thick, and uncut. He wasn't anything to look at, but I HAD to have that dick of death. We got a booth, and I offered up my hole. Once he entered me, I thought, "fuck, this is gonna hurt"! And, it did. By this point, my hole was pretty well used and loaded. But, I manned up, and I took it. He fucked me hard, but, surprisingly I had a hard-on. Didn't take him long to finish off in my ass. He pulled out, and my bunghole throbbed! It was 5:30, and I was done. Guesstimate: 9+ cocks, 4(?) loads. You can never have enough cocks.

(Btm) Raw fucks - Rough/Raunchy/Sketchy/Risky rather than soft clean cut guys. Guys with PAs a huge +++ Prefer the aroma of a hard working man - no aftershave etc. (Btm) Anonymous - Blindfolded - Relinquishing control to someone. (vers) Sneakers, Boots, Football Cleats/Studs, Socks - getting trampled by them, sniffing, licking, swapping (vers) Sweaty socks, pits, etc. Love guys when they're really sweating after a run or gym. (vers/btm) Breathcontrol - Breathswapping, Rebreathing, forced poppers. (vers) Piss - on clothes/body, drinking, pissfuck (top only) Fisting.

From other threads on this forum, it has been made obvious that a preference for loose or tight holes is purely a matter of taste fot individual Tops. I wouldn’t worry about it. If you want, however, you might consider doing things like kegel exercises to tone up your muscles down there and give yourself the ability to tighten up when desired.

In my old life I would always have to hide my high sex drive because in real life I look like a wholesome all American jock boy where butter wouldn't melt in his mouth persona. My ex bf would be shocked at how heavy my load would be and that it would overflow out of the condom and we would fight because I always stayed hard after I shot and would be begging to fuck again. In the end it lead to a deeply unsatisfied relationship with me fucking him until he came and then me pretending to cum and him falling asleep as I would run to the bathroom to really cum. What a completely selfish fucker he was! But in my old innocent life I thought it was normal to have such a boring sex life and I would always be horny and on edge. That would explain my need to wear the tightest jockstraps to help hide my almost constant solid cock. Well turns out my selfish clean freak boyfriend at the time was not that innocent or fussy about other guys cum creating a mess on our bedsheets. As soon as I found out he was secretly a bareback cum freak I completely lost it! I dumped him on the spot but couldn't get out of my head how fucking sleazy and dirty (lol yeah I was such a fucking brainwashed prude) my bf was. It ate away at my mind how this man I loved and was just like me could be so bad and sleazy, it just didn't make sense!?! I felt even more cheated because he always made me think that my high sex drive and huge loads were a bad thing, turns out he did that because he was jealous and it was his way to control me. Well at least now I know the truth: cum belongs in a hole raw always and all guys need to be fucked multiple times in a row!!!

I would love to find my ultimate fantasy BB bottom , Looking for a BB bottom that is totally obsesses with cock and his hole has an extreme addiction for cum and his hole feels empty without a cock to wrap around and hold deep inside .. I want a bottom that passionately loves my cock and worships it and wants to give intense pleasure to it at all times, holding it, massaging it, lubbing it up and slowly stroking it for long sessions , sucking it for slow long sessions , even if in the car or sitting back watching tv ,or when laying in bed resting and sleeping I want my BBottom to have ahold of my cock in his hand or in his mouth or ass ,,,But the ultimate pleasure is his cum addicted hole sliding down om my cock and sucking me in balls deep and feel his hole wrap around my cock and begin milking it as he slowly pumps up and down my shaft . I want a bbottom that loves and worships my cock so much that his sole purpose is to pleasure my cock and make me produce a steady supply of cum so my balls are full of several large loads for his hole to milk and suck out ,over and over and over , totally have ultimate fantasy and fetish to kick back relax while naked wearing HIGH TOP CONVERSE ALL-STARS and watch raunchy cum sloppy Bareback breeding porn and get really really high on some parTEEE and my bbottom also naked and wearing hightop CONVERSE ALL-STARS while I feel him slide his hole onto my cock and suck it in deep and begin milking it till I cumm and cumm and cumm , Milk my cock to feed his hole every drop of cum it craves . I do also like other positions where I am pumping the cum into my BBottom boy , But the extreme ultimate desire and pleasure , is feeling the bbottom take total control of my cock and pleasure and milk it till my balls are drained .

Part 5: The Fall I was being spit roasted by two men almost double my age. Each of them intent on breeding and pozing me. And I was giving no resistance. I could feel myself embracing my new life. I could feel my daddy working open my boyhole. As he started going in deeper and hitting my inner ring. I started to flex and pull on his huge man cock. I let myself embrace the animal I was. I was a boyhole, not a man, just a boyhole. And I knew this was how my life was supposed to be. “Fuck, do you feel that boyhole opening up for me. Do you feel that boyhole accepting me. Soon my poz loaf will be deep inside you. The perfect lube to help you realize what you truly are.” Raising his leg on the mattress daddy started to pound at a different angle. I could feel the head piercing my boyclit and I knew this is what I wanted. I knew this is who I was. That life I lived outside this moment was a lie. The car. The house. The job. It was all a lie I wore so that I could thrive in this dank filthy world where I was a boyhole who wanted to please men. In that moment I realized daddy could show up to work and demand my boyhole and I would give it. My boss could walk by my desk and I would be totally willing to throw everything away if it meant getting daddy’s cock in me. Greg was stroking my hair as I slurped on his long thin Daddy cock. I knew he was next in my hole. I could see his heavy balls filled with poz cum ready to charge me up. He kept telling me what a good boyhole I was. How lucky I was that I found a daddy who cared enough to poz me and make sure I was who I was supposed to be. The poppers were placed under my nose and I was told to take three big hits each nostril. The rush hit me like a ton of bricks. My hole began to spasm as I started to spew my load. I could feel my boyhole spasm around Daddy’s cock as he started to swell and increase his pounding. “Oh Fuck Yes boyhole. Spew your last neg load. Feel me poz your boyhole.” Daddy wastes no time in pulling out of me. My went and ruined hole leaking out poz seed tinted pink from the rough breeding I had just taken. Greg ripped his cock from my mouth. “Wait no,” I begged. “Don’t worry boyhole I’m going right into you. You won’t have to wait long.” Greg said moving behind me. Daddy came around the front and offered his slimy cock to me to clean up. “Such a good boyhole.” He said while I started to clean his cock. Tasting my ass and that familiar copper taste of blood. “Taste that poz load boyhole. It’s in you now. There’s nothing to save you now. You’re a boyhole only good for one thing.” Daddy’s cock fell from my mouth. I was sweaty and dizzy from poppers and the whole atmosphere. “Poz loads daddy,” I said. Eyes going wide as Greg’s long dad cock pushed into me. Just then I looked to my right at the door that been left ajar. Several men were standing there. A gathering of disgusting men “Take a good look boyhole” He said tossing my hair, Greg grunting begins me as he fucked me. “They’re all getting a turn. They’re all here to help you embrace the new you. My wonderful poz boyhole.” The poppers were placed under my nose and I submitted willing to take everything.

Only he and his doctor know the full range of his health issues. I think medical decisions are best left to the patient and his doctor, and don’t need to be armchair quarterbacked by an online acquaintance.

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Josh Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): 814-475-7650 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): Pennsylvania, 15234 Times you're generally not available: Weekday morning/afternoon Age: 21 Height: 5'8 Weight: 160 Ethnicity: White

Part 4: Acceptance I started to struggle, I could my heart race as the adrenaline kicked in. I kept telling myself that I can’t let them poz me. I can’t let this happen. “Fucking boyhole is trying to stop this. Greg hold him down will ya. Give your piece to suck on for a bit that should calm him down.” My daddy said as he pounded me even harder. Greg can in and helped hold me down. His long slender cock smelled as if he had already been inside a hole and I looked up at him. “Go on, open up, suck me bitch” He said while rubbing the cock all over my face. I felt daddy begin to shift as he moved himself so he could speak softly into my ear. “You wanted to be a boyhole right?” He asked me while still fucking my hole. “Yes” I said. Greg put the poppers under my nose and started to tease his cock into my mouth. “Boyholes live for cum and cock. They don’t need to be beg they need to be poz. Think how free you’ll be knowing you can take anything into you. You’ll be able to get fucked anywhere by anyone all because you’re gonna be a poz cumdump.” He picked up the speed. “Or I could just stop and let you go.” Then it happened. He pulled out and I felt my world shatter. I wasn’t thinking about getting away. I wasn’t thinking about getting tested. I was thinking of how empty I was now that daddy wasn’t in my hole. “No please” I begged. Eyes wide open as I looked back his cock rock hard and wet with lube and my ass juices. “No what?” Daddy asked me. “Please don’t stop fucking me. Please.” I started to scoot back to get daddy back into me. Greg watched me from his spot in front of me and stroked his long cock. “What a boyhole.” Greg said laughing as he took a hit of poppers. “You know what that means then right. You know what you have to become?” He asked me. “I want you back in me. No matter what. I’m sorry I tried to stop this Sir.” I said. Head hung low. ”What are you?” Daddy asked lining back up to my hole. “A boyhole” I said. “A what?” He asked pressing his head into me. “A boyhole.” I said a little louder. “You’re missing something. Say it. What are you?” He started to fuck me again. “A poz boyhole who only wants cum in him.” I shouted looking right at Greg’s face as the cock in my boyhole bottomed out. “Now go ahead boyhole. Take Greg into your mouth and get him ready. He’s next in you after I blow this load.” Daddy said picking up the pace. “Go on boyhole. Suck me. Get me ready to poz your useless boyhole and make you a poz cum dump.” Looking up at him with glazed eyes I opened wide and willing took his poz cock into my mouth. I was a poz boyhole only good for dumping in.

Part 3: boyhole i could feel the hard Daddy cock at my hole. He made small circles with the head to entice me further. I could feel my ass start to quiver and relax as more pressure was applied. That oh so familiar sense of pain and excitement right before the top pushes in was sending my heart rate sky high. I was poppered up naked about to let this old man mount me. I was about to embrace the bestial primal energy I had denied for so long take control and let me become what I really wanted to be. Boyhole. A hole for men to dump into nothing more. “What does boyhole want.” He said. Teasing my hole. Putting pressure then pulling away before he slipped in. I moaned and groaned in frustration. “Nope you have to tell me or no cock for you. Now what does boyhole need??” I could feel the malice and heat from his voice. His breath on my neck he gently rubbed my lower back while rubbing the head against my hole some more. “I want you to fuck me.” I whispered quietly. “What was that?” He said, his cock was lined up now I could feel the heat from his hard man dick poised to enter me. “Louder.” ”I want you to fuck me daddy. I want to feel that hard raw duck turn me into a cum seeking popper pig boyhole. I wanna take your load and have it feel me up. Please.” I begged, hands gripping the sheets realizing I had said it. I said exactly what I had been feeling all this time but was too scared to ever say. But it was out there now. I said to daddy and I gave myself up to him to become his boyhole. “Alright. Take a big hit boyhole. It’s about to happen.” He said. I frantically popped the top off and began sniffing like crazy. The rush hit me fast and in that moment when my body surrendered and my mind was at peace he slid into me in one powerful thrust. He was only using my spit and what little lube I had originally applied to enter me. I could feel the friction and burn from his sudden invasion. I was almost certain he was ripping me to shreds. I knew that I would be sloppy and bloody by the end of this fuck. But it didn’t matter. He wanted me to be his boyhole, not his lover. I laid there taking my pounding fully understand my place. I was just a dump. “Damn this hole is tight,” He said with gritted teeth as he slowly pounded into me. The fleshy slap of his skin against mine made me feel so inferior as my hole averted this new life. “Tore you up real good boyhole. I think everyone needs to see this excellent work.” He said as I felt a shift on the bed. I could hear the door being left open and I realized he was not fucking me for everyone to see. Everyone would now know the real me. I wanted to hide myself but the feelings in my ass just made me beg louder. Moan more and want this feeling to continue. “Hey Jon, who’s the kid?” Asked a middle aged man with a mustache now standing at the doorway watching me degrade myself to being a cum dump. “New boyhole. Just opening him up and changing his life for the better.” Job said slapping my ass hard. I flinched but asked for another which he delivered on the other cheek. “Damn, let me at that hole next. He’ll need more than just your load if he’s gonna be a poz dump for us.” It was at that moment I realized what was happening. I wasn’t just becoming a cum dump. I was being converted. I was becoming a poz cum dump.

Part 2: we Meet there was a smell to the air. Sterile and clean, with subtle traces of the depravity that happened here lingering somewhere behind the smell of the cleaning products. The old man working the door was nice enough. He asked for my ID and money. I bought lube and poppers while I was there. 60$ poorer I was buzzed in and received my towel. I made my way up to my room. Disrobed and out my towel around my waist. I checked my phone for messages. Nothing that Grindr was blowing up. Something to keep in mind for later I though. Right now I was meeting daddy. He sent me a text room 18 don’t keep me waiting. My heart skipped a beat. Key in hand. Lube applies to my hole and a quick sniff for bravery I walked out and headed to room 18. It was hot in the building, the cheap old carpet was faded and the little amount of light that filled the halls was just enough to see the shilouttes of people without giving actual details. I got to room 18 and gently knocked, the door opened and a deep voice told me to get in. The rooms weren’t large. Just enough for a few unique positions. Cheap bed and pillow and a mirror on the wall to see what I was about to do. He stood in front of me. A little shorter than me. But oh so handsome. His beard pure white and his figure a little more emmaciated than his pictures led me to originally believe. A small belly that was firm and covered in white hair as well. “ So today’s the day he said.” Hand around my waist, gently rubbing just above my towel. “I’m finally gonna breed this boyhole.” He said as he pulled my towel away and tossed it on the floor. I never considered myself ugly but I also never considered myself overly handsome. Although based on the sounds this man was making I figured I’d met his satisfaction. I could his hands caressing my ass. He guided me to the bed and then dropped his own towel revealing that which I wanted all this time. His cock was long and thick. At least 8 inches with a bulbous head. His balls were hefty, everything squeezed through his cock ring which just made everything appear larger. I looked up at him. Lust and love in my eyes as my mouth moved closer to him. “That’s it boyhole, give in.” He said while stroking my hair. My tongue crept out and gave the head a quick lick just to try the taste. As soon as that taste registered with my brain I knew I was hooked. This is what daddy tastes like and he tasted fucking delicious. My mouth opened wide and I started sucking him with abandon. All my desires were coming in full force. Here I was on a sleazy bed in a filthy bathhouse sucking the cock of a man more than twice my age and I was loving every minute. He reached over and grabbed the bottle of poppers I had just bought and opened them up. Taking two decent hits himself. Placing the bottle under my nostrils he proceeded to make me inhale sever long drags. I could feel my inner slut winning out and I starting slurping on that daddy cock enjoying the taste of the sick act of being such a slutty bottom popper pig. “Good job boyhole, get me good and wet so I can slide into your boyhole and give you what you’ve been craving.” The bottle was replaced under my nose again and I took several more hits. I could that itch in my hole getting stronger I knew what I wanted. I wanted this delicious daddy cock in my mouth to be in my ass breeding me. “What do you think boyhole? Are you ready to get bred? Are you ready for my load yet?” He said with a wicked grin as the bottle was once again under my nostrils flooding me with such a rush. “Yes Sir. I want your daddy cock in me so bad. “ I said saddened that I was no longer sucking that tasty old dick but much more excited at the prospect of getting my hole filled. “Are going to let me breed you?” He asked. “Are you going to finally become the pig boyhole we both know you were meant to be?” I just boded. Poppered up and so horny I couldn’t talk anymore. I only wanted one thing. To become the boyhole I was meant to be. “Get on the bed boyhole. It’s time.” He said I got on my hands and knees my ass up and my head down as I awaited my daddy to mount me. I took a few more hits on the poppers and felt that familiar feeling as his cock was right at my hole. Poised to plunge into me. And I wanted it to. I wanted it so bad.

Yes I had a CD4 of 56 and VL of 90K in 2001 and my papers said “AIDS”. They also said “normal activity as tolerated” and everything since has said “HIV-Symptomatic”.

My tea was ready for me when I got home. “How was your first day?” Asked my mother as I sat down to eat. “Alright,” I replied, blushing as I remembered being fucked and feeling my arsehole still wet and puffy from the pounding it had received. “That’s good.” She replied. She noted his blush and the excitement in his eyes. She was sure she was right – Timmy was gay and, if his face was to be believed, no longer a virgin. “You’ll be going back tomorrow, then?” She asked. I looked at her and returned her smile. “Oh yes.” The next day, I went to the Sauna and helped Bill clean up before the sauna opened. Bill was stripped down to singlet and shorts to clean the shower area and I saw he was covered with tattoo’s. In particular, there was a large biohazard symbol on Bill’s fat, hairy stomach with two scorpion’s either side. Bill saw me looking. “Like my tatt’s?” He said. “Yeah,” I said “but what does that symbol mean on your stomach?” “Don’tcha know what that means?” I shook my head. “It means I’m poz, mate. You might see a few more on the clientele.” I was surprised, and also slightly excited, and wracked my brains to remember if there had been tattoos on the men the previous day. Bill was rubbing his crotch and there was a sizeable bulge in his trousers. “Mind you, they don’t all have them. May be you got pregnant yesterday already!” And he laughed at my shocked expression. He also noticed me lick my lips unconsciously. Slowly, he unzipped his trousers. “Want to see my old, poz cock?” I stared, mesmerised, as Bill opened his trousers and levered out a fat, heavy cock with a thick mushroom head, slimey with pre-cum. I was trembling with fear and excitement and didn’t resist as Bill took my hand and placed it on the warm flesh which stiffened slowly until I was holding Bill’s erection. “Good lad,” said Bill. “Give it a rub, then” I began to wank the warm. Silky flesh, feeling my own erection in my pants, but feeling my arsehole throb and twitch even more strongly. Suddenly, Bill pulled me into his arms and kissed me on the mouth. I gasped as I felt a man’s lips on minefor the first time, and the wet tongue probing my mouth. I gasped with pleasure, almost swooning in Bill’s arms as the man’s hands went round to cup my buttocks, and my heart pounded in my chest. I couldn’t resist as the hands moved to myis belt, undid the buckle and slid them and myunderwear down to my knees. My cock sprang up against Bill’s belly, but the man ignored it. He sensed Timmy was almost there, almost ready for impregnation. He fumbled in his pocket, found the poppers and opened the brown bottle. He took a brief sniff to get him going, then stuck the bottle under my nose. “breathe,” He said. I took a deep sniff and felt the poppers explode in my head and a warmth which swept away my inhibitions. I began to snog Bill’s lips, gasping with pleasure, as Bill hurriedly pushed his own trousers and underwear down. It was time. “Do you want my cock?” He breathed into my ear. I barely heard, instead squeezing the heavy cock pressing against my belly. Bill chuckled to himself. There was an old sofa in the changing area. He lifted my t-shirt over his chubby torso, squeezing my flabby tits and nipples until I gasped with pleasure. It was definitely time to mate, he thought. He turned me around, bent me over the arm of the sofa, dug the tube of lube out of his pocket, and smeared it gently between my fat, upraised buttocks, dipping his finger in gently until I squealed with delight. Then he grasped his cock, and began to push the mushroom head into the delicate pink slit between my cheeks. I gasped with pain and began to wriggle. “Easy, just relax”, whispered Bill and pushed the poppers under my nose. He felt my quivering body sag in surrender, pushed forward and then the head burst in and his shaft followed in a delicious rush until he was balls deep in my backside. I couldn’t believe how good it felt as Bill began to thrust slowly in and out. My own erection had subsided, and my sole focus was on the sensation of Bill’s heavy cock sliding in and out. I felt Bill pull my arms back. “Hold it open!” He gasped, placing my hands on my buttocks and making me pull them apart so he could get deeper in. I was gasping with pleasure, wanting only to be fucked, and with a growing sense of wanting more – of wanting Bill’s tainted seed. I groaned, my eyes opened wide and my tongue flickered over dry lips as I knew Ie was going to let this man come in me.. Bill was gasping now, close to cumming and he sensed my acceptance of my fate. But I think he wanted to be sure. He leant over my chubby, sweating body and whispered in his ear. “I’m…I’m…gonna cum!” He gasped. “Gonna…ahh…gonna give you my baby’s. Is that what you want… want me to get you pregnant?” I could only arch my back and thrust against Bill’s belly. “Cum in me!” I sobbed. With a growl of pleasure Bill thrust into my chubby body, his cock swelling and throbbing as he shot his dirty load into my rectum, sensing with every spurt that he was impregnating the willing body beneath him. Finally he finished and slowly slid his cock out, closing the buttocks behind to prevent sperm leaking from my ravaged hole. “There you go, you’re fucked now.” He said, belching with pleasure and slapping my quivering buttocks. “I need to open up. Wipe your arse but don’t bother putting your clothes on. I’ve told the regulars you’re an added bonus for them. They can fuck you whenever they want. “ I stood up and nodded. Bill stroked my hair. “Let’s see how many babies we can give you, eh?”

Had a business dinner tonight (well boss did but I was along to take notes/etc...the etc coming later Client from out of town was there. Mid 40s older guy...kinda coach type hot. Had wedding ring and was talking about his wife/kids etc so didn't really think anything of it...basically eye candy and didn't expect anything else until after with boss. When we got in car to go home, boss mentioned that I gave good head...which kinda embarrassed me since I wasn't expecting this. Told me to show him and I looked over and he just nodded. Pulled out his dick, which wasn't really all that long but very thick. Didn't really get to finish since driver got us to hotel really quick. As we were getting out, driver had a smirk on his face so pretty sure he saw everything. Went up to his hotel room and boss and he ended up fucking me while I sucked the other, then tried to DP me but client was just too thick. Did get two loads up me though, then dropped off at home after. Had to run and take a shower so bf didn't smell the sex when he got home. Pretty sure I sealed the deal though