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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 7: intimate Daddy took me back to his room. Six men had bred me in the sling. My hole was leaking so much cum. My thighs were sticky from lube and cum that had sloshed out of my ruined boyhole. Daddy pulled out some paper towels and began to clean me around my hole. Taking special time to slowly fuck me with his fingers as he tasted the fresh spunk from inside me. Dipping his middle finger into my used hole he brought it to my face and I licked it clean. Tasting the salty collection of men and disease that I had let inseminate me. I could feel my new life taking hold as I realized that more than half the loads in me tonight had to be poz. I could have God knows how many strains swimming inside me. Each one on a misssion to destroy the simple life I thought I knew and replace it with the reality. I was a boyhole now and daddy was horny. He scooted in front of me and laid back. His hard dick presented to me. Wasting no time I began to suckle on his fat juicy daddy cock. I could feel the head begin to gorge with blood as his hefty ring trapped balls smacked my chin with his thrusting met with sucking of his fat daddy cock. He stroked my hair gently before placing a bottle of poppers to my nose. I could feel the harsh chemical burn and my eyes strained as flashes of light drifted past. While daddy’s cock stretched my throat and I was deep throating him with enthusiasm. “Such a good boyhole,” He said watching me slurp and guzzle his cock. “Taking poz dick with no hassle and ready for more. Aren’t you?” He asked politely, waving someone at the door to come in. “I got a surprise for you boyhole. Something to really seal the deal.” Daddy said. As I felt the clams cold wrinkled skin of someone else behind me. I felt a blunt pointed head begin to work inside me before I felt a fat stomach rest on my lower back. “Finally getting this hole. Do you remember me?” The man fucking me asked. But I couldn’t see him as daddy kept me locked and distracted on me. “You can’t see me but I’ve been after this ass for years. Watching you get fucked and always ignoring my messages. But here you are. Taking me without question. Knowing full well I’ve been after this hole since that first night I started chatting with you. It’s me. Fatdadpoz.” He said with a sinister grin. It was then I recalled his disgusting profile. An older man with sores on his lips who was open about his status and depravity. And here I was locked in a spit roast where I wasn’t even fighting him anymore. I just stayed there on my knees eagerly awaiting him to add his strain to my boyhole. It was all I was good for.

Chapter XXV Our host's cock was standing tall and hard, now. He was leaking pre-cum like crazy and we found ourselves greedily lapping it up as fast as we could. It was delicious and we wanted more and more of it. This went on for a good half an hour, and he seemed to be not even close to cumming yet. His pole was magnificent and even scared as I was, I had to admire the magnificence of it. It was the ultimate fuck stick to end all fuck sticks and I found myself losing control and wanting it in me and I am sure by boy was feeling the same, now. Then our host pulled his cock from us and flipped my love on his back and hoisted his legs over his shoulders all in one move. He then dove face first into my boys ass and his tongue was slithering all over his hole. My boy was almost crying from the pleasure. Usually a top, he was now feeling more of what I felt and seemed to be loving the attention his hole was getting. The poz owner went to town greedily and I watched as his tongue dove deeper and deeper into my loved one's ass. He did this for a good 10 minutes, then very quickly pulled back, lined up his monster cock and drove it into my boy in one tremendous thrust. It had to have hurt, but being so large, my boy's eyes could only pop wide open as well as his mouth and not a sound could he make. Our poz host only hesitated a few seconds and then began to just plainly and simply set about to destroy my love's hole, pounding away at a tremendous fast and hard pace. In and out harder and faster. My boy could not even form any words or even groan with the agony I am sure he was feeling. I watched, mesmerized, as that marvelous giant tool drove in and out of my boy and I could soon see small streaks of red showing as It began to tear the insides of my love up. After a good 10 minutes, the owner, started to breathe heavier. He leaned closer to my boy, who was finally starting to make some sounds, mostly groans with a few sighs thrown in when he felt some small pleasure. The poz owner then told him, "Get ready, boy, I am going to flood your cunt with my poz load and her it COMES!" He almost yelled the last word and drove his cock as deep and hard as he could and was cumming deep inside my love. I could almost feel the river of cum myself just from watching and knew that with the tearing the HIV would probably drive deep into my love's bloodstream quickly. He ground his cock around and around and my boy then said, "OMG, I can't believe it, I am cumming!" He threw his head back and the host leaned up a little and my boy's cum erupted between them shooting clear up and hitting them both in their faces. Why, I don't know, but my own cock was standing up tall and hard watching this happening. There was only a small wait and then the owner rolled off of my boy and before I could move, had grabbed me and flipped me onto my back. I was amazed to see his enormous cock still jutting straight out and hard, even having cum just a few seconds ago. I was so startled at the sight, I couldn't move as my legs were hoisted over his shoulders and he had driven his ultimate cock deep into me in one giant push. I gasped, then, and groaned at the discomfort of this invasion, with no lube except for what came from his cum he had deposited in my boy. I felt myself lift up off of the bed, involuntarily, impaling myself even more on his cock. I felt tears run down my cheeks but, again, there was almost no hesitation until he was outright assaulting my hole. It hurt like hell, but the rubbing on my prostate soon alleviated that and I felt myself all at once driving my own ass at him to meet his inthrusts as hard as he was doing to me. It was terrifying and exhilarating at the same time. I found myself begging him to fuck me as hard as he could. He thrashed and literally tried to drive me clear through the bed with all his might. I was hurting like hell, but found myself wanting it to never end, too. My legs went around him trying to pull him back into me every time he pulled back. He fucked me for a half hour at least and then looking me in the eyes exclaimed, "Here it comes, boy. Take my highly charged load, NOW!" I could actually feel the cum shooting out of his cock and flooding me with a sea of his sperm, his highly toxic POZ cum. As with my boy, I felt my own cock start to throb as I was cumming myself. He continued to grind his cock into me for several more minutes, making sure it went as deep into me as possible. When he finally pulled out, I looked down to see a very red streaked cock, coated completely in his cum and my blood. I was certain that he had probably pozzed my love and I on just this one time each, this time. I could only think, again, OMG What Did I Do and when can we get more now.

I’m going to tell you the true story how i met one of my hottest sex-buddies. A few friends of mine told me about a hot young guy they met at a party. They said that he started very young with bare sex, got pozzed at 18, and did some bare porn when he was just 19. They send me the link to one of his porn vids, and i saw a blond young guy with a slim tattooed and pierced body fucking an older guy with a huge 10 inch cock. He was so fucking hot that i shot a huge load without touching myself. A year later i was looking for hot baresex on chems on Grindr when i got a message: “Hi! Also into Kinky? Assplay? FF?” I replied by telling him that i was into kinky and that i was experienced with assplay & FF. I was 18 when i started and that i had a huge collection with huge dildo’s and buttplugs. He answered me with: “FUCKING HOT! You also slam? T?” I told him that i have done it a few times and that i would love to do it with him. “ParTy now?! I’m at the trainstation. Can you pick me up?” He also send me some pictures. I regonized him immediately as that hot blond from the porn video. My cock nearly exploded. I told him i could be there in 10 minutes. I jumped in my car and raced to the station. I saw him sitting on a bench. I pulled up. He saw me, walked over and got into my car. He didn’t say much. When we arrived at my house he put his stuff in the corner and started to strip, i followed his lead. He put a bag on my counter and asked “Do you have a playroom?”. “Yes! It’s ready and waiting” i replied. He didn’t want to waist any time and said “I always start with a T slam… I love being raunchy!”. He began to prepare two syringes. Took two straps and handed me one. We tied off our arm. We both to a syringe and found a vein in our arm. “Let’s do it together” he said. I nodded and we pushed the content inside our bloodstream. With one hand he released my stap en with the other his. We couched together. The T spread thru our bodies. I saw his eyes change. I grab his arm and headed to the playroom. Raunchy bare porn was playing on the TV. He told me to lay on the bed on my back with my head hanging over the edge. He hung his semi hard cock in front of my mouth. I took his cock in my mouth and started to suck. His cock started to grow and he started to push his cock deep inside. He slowly started to face fuck me jamming his cock deeper with every thrust. I started to gag and gasp and try to move aways. He wrapped his hands around my throat and started to fuck my throat harder. I started to gag as he fuck my throat deeper. My gagging made him horny because i could feel his cock grow and getting harder inside my throat. He pulled out enough so i could gasp some air before sliding it back in ball deep. His cock gets covered with a thick layer of spit. He pulled out and asked me for lube. I handed him a big syringe with lube. He shot some up his ass and asked me to do the same. He walked over to my toys and grab two similar big dildo’s and placed them on the floor and begins rubbing lube on them. “The one that slides over it first decides what to do next!” he said and gets on his knees and positions his ass against the head. I quickly do the same. We both begin to push down. I take deep breaths as my ass begins to slowly open up. I grab a bottle of poppers. I open it and hold it under his nose. He closes up on side of his nose and take 5 deep breaths. Then i take some deep hits my self. I can see how he starts to slide over the head of the dildo. My ass is giving way and with a plop the head enters. A few seconds he follows. We slowly begin sliding the dildo deeper inside. He says “You not going to win”. I one move the last 5 inches slide inside of him as he grunts. I lost but i show him that my ass also can take the whole length. He grabs my nipples and start twisting. I do the same and we both begin to grunt deep. “You won so what do you want to do next?” I ask him. “Breed my ass and then fist your cum deep in me!” he replies. He stands up and with one hand he keeps the dildo inside while he moves over to the sling. I do the same and I put on the rubber short. The rubber short prevents the dildo from sliding out of my ass. i open the zipper in the front to free my rock hard dick. I grab the dildo in his ass and i slowly pull it out. His ass stays open and i start to slide my 7.8inch cock in. It feels moist and warm. He starts to beg“Yeah fuck me. Breed me. I want to feel it inside”. I tell him that the harder he plays with my nipples, the harder i will fuck. He grabs my nipples and start twisting and pinching them. I begin grunting as he starts to twist harder. I begin to pound his ass and after 10 minutes i feel that the pressure begins to build. I put my hands around his throat and begin to choke him slowly. The lack of oxygen makes his body quiver. The look in his eyes changes to total submission and begs me to cum. I release my grip and he start to gasp for air. The deep breath tightens up his ass which triggers a explosion of cum. Thick streams of cum begin filling his ass. This raunchy boy made me cum so hard. I pulled out grabbed my cock and pushed it back in. He moaned while i slide inside. I start to jerk out the last drops of cum inside before pulling out. Then i started to fist the cum deep inside his ass. With every stroke i slide deeper until i was elbow deep. I pulled out and made a fist and rammed it back in. I started to punch fuck his ass. Every time i pulled out his ass became more open. After 10 minutes he asked for a break. “Let’s prepare another slam before it’s your turn” he said. I smiles and answered “You can do with my ass what you want!”. “Can you handle double?” he asked. I nodded as we walk to the kitchen.

In a hotel last week while traveling, I woke up in the morning horny as hell and wanting to swallow some cum. Signed onto Grindr and there was a young guy — white, athletic looking, brown eyes and hair, “18 years old” — about 30 feet from me. Since he was obviously in my hotel, I reached out and asked if he wanted to bust a nut before the day began. He said his family was checking out that day as they were on a trip. I suggested that he keep his key and after they had gone downstairs to check out he “run back up stairs to use the restroom”. Fifteen minutes later, I was in my gym clothes and met him outside the door to his room. I don’t know why I didn’t have him come up to mine, that was stupid of me. In person he looked young — like way younger than his picture. Before we went inside, I made him show me his driver’s license to be sure nothing illegal was about to happen. He was just older than the age of consent, which was good enough for me. We went into his room, which was one of those suite rooms with one bathroom and two connected bedrooms. This kid really had no privacy from his parents on this trip. He pulled me into the bathroom and I immediately got on my knees and undid his jeans. His cock was straining against his briefs and popped out as soon as I slid them down. It was beautiful — a slight curve, perfectly cut, and so well developed. Licking my lips, I sucked his head into my mouth, rolling my tongue over it until the boy released a soft, long moan. I went to town on that cock like my life depended on it, sucking and stroking, making sure this young stud knew how good an older man can service a dick. He grabbed the back of my head after a few minutes and took over, holding me in place as his strong legs pounded his meat into my throat. Pulling my hair, he shoved it all the way in and shuddered, and then my mouth was filled with the taste of my creamy, salty reward. I sat down on the floor, wasted and in cumslut heaven as his dick spasmed a few more ropes of boyjuice across my face and my sweatshirt. He was glowing with a sheen of sweat and the satisfaction of release. “You had fun,” he said, pointing at my own rock hard dick, which was straining against my sweat pants. He knelt down and began to rub it through the fabric, getting me closer and closer to busting when outside the bathroom the door to the room opened. ”We need to go!” said his dad as the kid and I froze in fear. As quietly as I could, I moved into the shower and pulled it closed behind me as he flushed the toilet and washed his hands to make sound. He stepped out of the bathroom and said, “Okay, let’s go.” I sat in the shower listening for a few moments after the outer door to the room closed. Once I was sure the coast was clear, I got up and left the room quickly, heading down the hall to the elevators — where the kid and his dad were still waiting. The dad looked just like his son, only a bit softer, a bit older and with a bit less hair. The son and I shared a smirk, and he glanced down at my crotch, where my deflated cock had left a clear precum stain. They got on a down elevator and I waited for one going up. I got back to my room and furiously beat off, blasting five ropes of thick cum across my bed. As I licked it up I thought of the young man, how good his cum had tasted, and how many men he’s going to please with that cock in his life.

So I'm new to both men and breeding but a few days ago I got my first load and I couldn't be happier. I have been chatting with a older man for a few days now and he seemed right down my alley. He has a fairly normal dick in size but I'm not sure I could take any more then that anyway. So when we finally met up he just flat out bent me over and went to town on my hole with his tongue. I told him I wanted him inside of me and with some lube and work it eventually went in. I never thought about asking for a condom untill he bursted out that he was going to fill me up and breed me. Now I can't stop thinking about getting more loads from men.

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.

Happy to report that this porn hunk and underwear model had taken the leap and started working for TIM. It was so hot seeing that cock which was always covered enter that ass bare!!

Nice new twist but don't fuck it up with Angelo and Ethan, it's his loss he didn't speak up. I say that from the heart I've been madly in love with someone who never showed me and got treated the same way when I moved on, like shit, fuck him he needs to grow a set. Side note I don't usually find a story here that I get into but yours damn I'm all into it like soap ops at grandmas house lol. Keep up the great writing.

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.

I had dated the same girl throughout high school, and I loved her dearly, tall, slender, redhead; but she was as wild as I had heard from other in their relationships, she loved sex any time, any place, and would love to finger my ass after she came to get me to cum. but I like to read about sex stories a lot. I came across breeding zone on gay story search and found things very erotic, love the interracial stories, about men and women. The stories about guys bug chasing seemed well, farfetched. So one day I am doing my online searches and Poz stories about black men breeding white boys got me off a few times that day, but I then found an ad about support groups for HIV infected men; well I had to see for myself if it was true what these stories boast about. I called the number and spoke with a guy who stated that they were starting a group in downtown of the city and the only requirement was that I had HIV; I lied and stated yes, he gave me the address and time and hope to see me there. So the date rolls around and I drive from my suburb city downtown and find the address of a rather old dilapidated building and go in and up to the fourth floor where I met the guy behind the counter and after filling out some paperwork with a fictitious name and address he led me into a conference room where the table was like 15 feet long by 4 or 5 feet wide. To my surprise were 9 black men ranging in age from 35 to maybe 50 and appeared to be from all walks of life. I think they were just as surprised to see a skinny 18 year old white kid being walked in by the counselor. After the counselor called the meeting, he had us go around the room and introduce ourselves and why we were there, everyone had a story to tell on how they were infected and the most veritable was drugs and sex with other men. When it came my turn, I used some of the other stories and put my own together with the part that I had been infected by a black man. Then counselor asking agitated on how I knew it was a black man, I told him that since I lived in the city, I was seduced by a black man and only had sex with black guys in the park or at black guys homes that liked to use white guys, boy did the smiles break out around the room. The counselor then asked what we were all looking for in the group sessions, of course I just stated that I wanted someone or other people to talk to about my problem. At the end of the meeting and some more paperwork, we all headed out. I stopped off on the second floor to pee before I headed home since it was a good drive back. As I entered the bathroom, there were four of the guys in my group standing around smoking what smelled like weed and one guy standing at one of the two urinals. I just stated “HI” and walked up to the other urinal and started to pee when one of the guys smoking asked if I wanted to hit the pipe. Not wanting to be rude, I stated “Sure”, I had also noticed the guy next to me was pulling on his cock and was getting longer by the second, he made sure he was back far enough for me to see his growing cock. As I put away my now hardening cock back in my pants and zipped up, I turned and walked up to the other three who handed me the pipe and gave me a lighter; after several hits, I asked what kind of weed was this, that it was more potent than any I had ever smoked before. They all laughed and stated it had T in it, not sure what T was, but didn’t want to act stupid and just accepted it as a more potent weed made. I was flying pretty well when they asked me if I liked being a bitch to black men? I of course not wanting to give away my real reason for being there, just said “Yes”. They turn me around and the guy at the urinal had his pants down stroking a big black cock and just told me to get to work. His cock as coal black and big as it was, scared the shit out of me, yet I was mesmerized by it also that a cock could be that big. He walked up to me and stated “what the fuck you waiting for, bitch boy; get the fuck on your knees and suck my big black cock”. I guess he didn’t like to wait and grabbed my hair and pulled me down to his cock, which caused me to go to my knees hard. “Open that fucking white mouth and take what you love, Bitch”. I opened my mouth to tell them the real reason I was there, but I never got the words out, only his cock in. This guy grabs the back of my head and starts to face fuck me all the time telling what a good group bitch I was about to come. As he hit the back of my throat with his cock and tried to get it down my throat, I started to gag and though I was going to throw up; that is when he had me hit the pipe a few more times and sent me flying higher and then came the brown bottle later found to be poppers which let this guy get his cock down my throat. I then heard a sound that was more frightening than before, zippers of the other guys going down; Fuck, I was going to suck all four of these guys cocks? I just wanted to try and run and not look back, but I could see I had nowhere to run and no one to call for help. I could see out of the corners of my eyes the other guy’s cocks as they were stroking them waiting their turn. I knew I was destine to suck all four of their cocks, the first thing I had forgot about was that I was going to be swallowing their seaman or as the first guy started saying, “yeah, white bitch, get ready to take this charged nut down that faggot white throat”; then it dawned on me, “Charged” fuck, they were going to make me swallow their poz cum. I pulled back and told the guy face fucking me that I had to tell them something first; he pushed me back on my ass and stated “what the fuck does a white punk bitch got to say to us, except that you love these nigger cocks and want us to make you our bitch for the next 9 weeks”. The tears started to flow as I told them the real reason I was there and that I had never sucked cock or been poz. They all looked around at each other and then me on the floor, the guy who had been face fucking me started to laugh and reached out his hand to me and help me up, stating “ that’s ok white boy, I get it, you wanted to check out us black poz guys”, he then stated no hard feeling and offered me the pipe; taking the pipe to not only to relax, but to show them I was sorry and no hard feelings, I took a deep hit, but this time it was strangely different, my head went into dream land, and all I could hear was that I was loving the pure T in the pipe. The next thing I know is they are all rubbing their hands all over my body and squeezing my cock, the guy that had been face fucking me handed me the pipe, and I tried to refuse, but he squeezed my balls and I inhaled deep from the pain and now barely able to stand. I was feeling so high and warm and now a funny feeling of hornyness had come over me, but I did not know that it was the drugs doing this to me, I was just in a daze. Then next thing I know is my t-shirt was lifted off me and one of the guys had undone my jeans and had them around my ankles along with my underwear. One of them hit me behind my knees causing me to go back to my knees on the floor, where I felt my pants yanked off. The black guy who was face fucking me, said the party was just starting and that they were going to make me a chemed up bitch for black cock before I left, he then walked up to my face with his cock now at my lips and demanded I open my faggot white mouth and get to my new job pleasing his cock. I opened my mouth, not knowing what else to do and began to suck his cock, he then told me how the grab his shaft and cup his balls and to use a lot of spit to get his cock ready to bred me. I was given more hits of poppers and found myself now sucking this giant black cock willingly or at least the drugs had me sucking and starting to feel like it was no big deal, not that the name calling and hair grabbing was not helping. It seemed the more they called me a faggot, bitch, and what they were going to do to me; well I just became what I thought I should be; to service these magnificent black cocks with my now cocksucking white mouth. The guy face fucking me told me to use a lot of spit, because that was what was going to be used to breed my faggot white cunt, and that I wouldn’t be able to walk right for a week when they were done with me. The strange part was that the other three were just standing there with their cocks in hand, but not being aggressive like the guy in my mouth; maybe he was the leader and they were waiting their turn, maybe they just wanted to watch and I would get out of there with just sucking or getting fucked by one cock. Then I thought the later was true, if I got this leader off in my mouth, my ass would be spared and I would never come back or talk about this to anyone. After I got the leaders cock hard and sucking as if my ass depended on it; and it did, he looked down at me and almost knew what I was doing, “think you get this cock off before I take that cherry white ass? Not going to happen bitch”. He then grabbed my hair and stood me up and walked me up to the sink and pushed my face down at the bowl and kicked my feet apart; I then felt what felt like spit on my ass, and this guy now had his cock at the entrance of my ass. The leader then leaned over me and whispered in my ear to hold tight and let him in and it wouldn’t hurt so bad, but it is going to hurt at first, then I hope you love getting fucked as much as I am going to love making you our bitch boy!! His cock started to push and of course I was attempting to hold tight, but one of the other guys came up and slapped my ass HARD and the leader slapped my face, that I forgot about the pain around my ass and thought about the other slaps and in his cock started. I SCREAMED out loud to the point they all started laughing and calling me a queer little bitch who just didn’t know how much I was going to learn to love black meat. One of the guys came up on the other side and gave me the pipe and then a hit of poppers, but my screams made someone notice, an older black guy, I think the janitor walked in and asked “what the fuck was going on”, the look on the janitors face was a look of taken back of four naked black guys and a naked with boy getting fucked in the ass. The fourth guy told the janitor to “get the fuck out and not say a thing or they would make him take my place”; the janitor turned and left as fast as he came in stating he don’t see a fucking thing. The leader never even stopped for a second, just kept pushing further and further up my ass until I felt his balls slapping against mine. A couple more hits of the pipe and poppers I was so fucked up, I hadn’t even noticed that I was now in a slow moan and not screaming to stop, but feeling like a used bitch in heat, I think I was even pushing back somewhat. The leader was now looking at his friends stating “look at white boy shaking his ass, he is liking it”; the leader then told one of the guys to use the other end. One of the guys then pulled me off the sink and they got me to my knees without the leader ever pulling out, I know had a black cock at my mouth and I just opened up and let him in. I never felt so sexy as I did right now, I was a white bitch who was satisfying black men’s cocks and I was liking it, no loving it. My ass and mouth were being used like a girl’s cunt and mouth and I wanted what they do, CUM a lot of cum. The more poppers under my nose, the more I sucked like it was my last, and at that point I was praying I would see these guys again and let them use me. The leader then began to fuck me with a passion, no a mission, FUCK he was about to cum, cum in me and he was poz, his poz cum was about to fill my ass. The leader stated “yeah bitch boy, I am going to cum in that now faggot white cunt and make you a poz chasing black cock bitch. The leader roared and pushed deep and held his cock deep in my ass and asked me if I could feel my life change, because I was now the property of black men who needed to get off. The black cock in my mouth was right behind the leader tell me if I didn’t swallow every drop he would kick my ass all over the bathroom. The pulsing of his cock now evident as I felt the first of several spurts of cum shooting into my mouth and he just kept telling me to swallow; and I did, I was not happy with the pungent taste, but I didn’t want to get beat up more! The guy that had just cum in my mouth and patted my faced stating that I did a good job, but would get better. The leader then pulled out of my ass, fuck did that feel different. The leader then walked up to my face and presented his cock, “get to work and clean me up BITCH”. I really didn’t want to suck a cock that just got out of my ass, but the third guy got down between my legs and shoved his cock ball deep into my ass. I didn’t have time to think as I opened my mouth to scream again, but found the leaders cock in my mouth telling me to be a good cocksucking white bitch and start cleaning, I could taste his cum, my ass and blood, but just did as I was told, knowing I was now defeated. I was cleaning a poz cock that had just raped my ass, had cum, shooting poz cum in my ass and swallow his friends cum and now getting fucked again by another poz cock. As the leader was satisfied that I had done my job, he pulled out and the fourth guy just looked at me with his cock in front of me, I just opened up and took him in, with a few more hits of poppers, I was back in heaven being bred at both ends knowing that I was going to get two more poz loads in me. The guy in my ass grabbed my hips and started to fuck me with a vengeance and I know that he was going to fill me with his hot seed. I heard the leader call me and as looked over I saw he had his phone pointed at me taking either photos or videos of me, I tried to look away, but was ordered to turn and look at him. The leader then looked at the other two and told them to “Do it to him”. They both pulled out and jacked their cum all over my ass and face and then shoved them both back into my holes with cum dripping on my back and down my face and seeing that the camera was still focused on me, I knew I would be at their beck and call till they tired of me. After the other two pulled out, I fell on my stomach and layed there feeling cum dripping down my waist, legs, and face as they all go dressed and told me now to be late for the next meeting if I knew what was good for me. They all walked out laughing, high fiving each other, the leaders last works I heard was, we got another white cunt to turn.

Got home from work last night, felt horny hooked on line hoping to get fucked. A guy off Grindr started hitting me up and we exchanged pics and, unusually for Grindr - he liked to fuck raw. He said he was huge and his cock pig was fabulous. I was straight into preparation mode and he said he could come in an hour. His cock was magnificent, thick, about 9" and he ccok tapered from the head to a very thick base. He was telling me how he liked to fuck hard and in no time we were in my bed. I soon realised his get off was being brutal with his weapon and he liked discomfort or pain in the bottoms he fucks, He started saying things like "if you can't handle my cock I am going to fuck you anyway" and "you better be able to handle this hard big cock slut". Taking his meat was never going to be a problem but I played along, telling him how big it was and responding yes when he asked if it was hurting. It was like two worlds - privately loving the thick cock in me but pretending it hurt and whimpering. He fucked me good for 20 minutes before he dropped his wad in me and I spent the whole time in private ecstacy. His cock made me so horny I wanted seconds but alas he left. I managed to pick up a safe fuck off Grindr an hour or so later that helped scratch my itch. I sucked out the condom and went to bed happy.

Ckeck out Ball Busters on this site or go to TimTylerxxx.com for the bb party. The piss party is from a private list.

I’ve met this amazing stud a couple of weeks ago and due to our schedule we couldn’t meet since that first time (ended up taking 6 loads from him during two amazing sessions in one day) today finally he texted me saying he’s free asking if I wanted to take him cause he hasn’t cum for over a week and needed a good fuck this little slut couldn’t say no to that right? So I cleared my meetings, texted the bf telling him he’s going to enjoy my cum filled pussy later and went to the stud’s place we immediately got to it, kissing, making out, he groped my body all over feeling my right hole, and his huge dick was instantly rock hard. He threw me over the sofa, legs up and dove tongue first to my hole giving me a wonderful deep rim job, prepping me for his thick dick. My hole responded well and loosens up while he fills me with saliva to use as lube then he stands up, lines up his cock head on my hole and asks me if I’m ready for his beast. I didn’t answer and instead I just pushed myself on him cock getting his enormous head in me we both grunted like animals and he eases his beast in me till he was balls deep, resting his rock hard in me allowing my insides to adjust while he kept kissing me (my cock was ROCK HARD wedges between us leaking precum) we he felt I was ready he started pumping, and boy do I love his style, he changes speed, angles, deep and shallow thrusts, making me moan like a bitch in heat while he has this amazing grin on his face 10 minutes later I feel him expand in me and I knew he was about to dump a load which he did 2 seconds later, but what I love about him is that he stays hard in me, so we keep making out with him lodged deep in me till he starts pumping again this time he took his time for almost 30 minutes before he dumped a second load deep in me still in me we kept making out till he pulls out all of the sudden, flips me and put me on all 4 and starts eating my abused pussy like a hungry beast, (I begged him to leave something for my bf ?) when he was done he shoved his beast balls deep in one fast thrust, making me gasp for air but it just felt SO GOOD! the third load took the longest and an hour later I was rewarded with him nutting in me after a very powerful and sensual fuck I could barely stand up straight when I got up on my feet but he told me that we must do this more often, so I suggested he comes by sometimes to meet the bf and they can both share me, his cock twiched in my hand when I mentioned that so we’re gonna make a ‘playdate’ very soon it took me almost 10 minutes to calm down sitting in my car before I could drive back to the office ? overall, great way to spend the afternoon ?

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.’”

I don't understand bottoms who let me me fuck them bareback but won't let me cum in their ass. What's with these bottoms who scream "pull out!" or "don't cum in my ass!" just as I'm getting ready to shoot. One bottom was really pissy and said "Just because I let you fuck me bareback doesn't mean I want your load in my ass" Huh????

I sorta agree. The poz pig life is fun and intense but does bring regret and shame too

Met married regular under a bridge last night. Left with the taste of cum a real man's ripe shit hole in my mouth. Swallowed 2 loads. The 3rd load got blasted on the ground while I was eating his sexy hole out.

If a guy is presenting his ass for me, he'll see and feel my cock bare so he knows he'll get bred. During the fuck there's no way to discuss about pulling out before i had cum inside him. If bottoming, I want his juice as deep as possible - never understood why someone would ask about not to cum inside ...

I've been fucked last week. Mid-twenty guy hit me up on Grindr, was not really up for it, but He convinced me anyway. I was just supposed to suck him, but he ended up wanting to eat my ass, then he just rubbed his cock against my hole. His cock finally went in, and he started fucking me bare. At some point I informed him that I needed to go soon, he just said "Okay, let's finish then", he started fucking me harder, then buried his load deep inside.

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...

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!

This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. ************************************************************* I am a so called pretty normal guy... on the outside anyway. I have a good job and I make decent money. On the inside I am a complete sex nut who loves big cocks and bareback fucking. I am in Alberta in Canada and I am looking for like minded people to have sex with and pnp. The best lube is oil based Platinum Wet to start out with. Then after two or three loads of cum have been shot in me I just use sperm to lube the way. After I take the second or third load inside of me I get so turned on I have to fuck until I am to tired to keep going. The bath house here in town is the best place for these sessions. I have gone in there and pretty much fucked for 10 or 12 hours straight. I like it a lot more when I am fucked bare but even if someone wants to play safe and use a condom its ok by me. I get very horny being fucked with a condom knowing that the guy is going to take it off and put it into the garbage can when he is done. I can then empty the condom into my ass. I saved five loads like that one night and put them all into one condom. I put a couple of twists into the condom and pushed it into my loose ass while I pinched off the open end with my fingers. After it was in and turned I clenched my ass ring and slowly pulled it out. The condom came out of me clean and empty. Now I was lubed. The next guy who came to my room just hovered there by the door and watched me. He opened the front of his white towel and let me see his shaved crotch and low hanging balls. He had a very thick cock that looked even bigger being shaved. He commented that not many guys can handle his knob and he didn't want me wasting his time if I thought I couldn't take it. I had been fucked by seven guys so far that night and I had just filled myself up with five loads of cum so I was more than ready for possibly the biggest cock head I have ever seen. He came over to the bed, where I was laying on my stomach, and started touching my well fucked hole. He started off with his ring finger and slowly started pushing it in and out of me. He asked me how many loads I had in me as the cum trickled down my butt crack and ran onto my balls. He kind of scooped and wiped the cum off of my balls and pushed it back into my hole. He growled in his throat and barked at me asking "how many loads?" I told him six or seven and he jumped onto the bed and roughly spread my legs open. His cock rubbed up and down my ass crack and he asked if he could fuck me raw and blow a load inside of me. Of course I responded 'yes' and he leaned into me and pressed his knob against my gushing hole. He spread me like I hadn't been spread for awhile. His knob sort of looked like a horse's knob because it flared out to his foreskin and kept the foreskin peeled back. He worked himself in and I could feel the pressure building. I had been fucked by a couple of well endowed guys that night but this was way bigger. I pulled away a bit and reached back to feel him with my hand. His shaft was as big around as a pop can but looked normal because his swollen purple head was so massive. I reached for my lube and tina and told him to stop playing and use me like the cum craving slut I was. Again he pushed into my ass and slowly slid inside. Just as he got to the widest part of his light bulb sized head he just stopped and held it there. He asked me if I wanted to be bred by his toxic cock and filled with poz cum. He said he had three friends that would like a shot at breeding me as well and that they were waiting for us back in his double room. He told me to take a big snort of meth and get ready. I did a couple of nice sized lines off of my bed side table and then another and then he buried himself in my hole. As the meth hit my brain and his cock bottomed out deep in my juiced ass I felt an amazing rush of tingly pleasure. I was being deep fucked bareback by a guy that just told me he was HIV+ and he wanted to give me the bug. I am not sure if it was the drugs or the huge beautiful prick stretching me to my limits but the thought of him infecting me was making my cock hard. He started slow and firm and he was going all of the way in and then almost all of the way out. Every time his purple swollen knob strained against my abused hole as he pulled out it felt almost like a dog's knot. (Yes, I've fucked-around with dogs!) He picked up the pace and he started to really slam his bare dick into me. His big cock stirred the cum cocktail in my ass and I could feel a cramp start in my colon as the other seven loads were rammed up in my ass. His cock and knob were so thick that there was no where for all of that cum to go except deep into my guts. If the seven loads inside of me are poz as well then I am completely toxic. His prick popped out of me and cum oozed out of my bum and covered both of us in the slippery mixture. He rubbed it into my ass and then buried that amazing knob in me again. He fucked me hard and fast for about ten minutes and I could feel my orgasm coming on as he pinned me to the bed and fucked me. I could feel him swelling up even more inside of me as he blasted my sloppy hole with his wad of hot cum. He slowly pulled his still hard swollen cock out of me and told me to lay still with my ass up in the air. He grabbed one of the used condom and turned it inside out and put one of my socks in it and put it up my gaping ass. He said he was saving the cum inside of me for his friends. He ordered me to stand up and get ready for the walk to his double room in the back by the motorcycle. I stood up , grabbed my lube and my towel and started to go. He opened the door to his room and there were three large hairy men laying on the bed watching a gay porn movie. One guy who looked like a biker gestured to the corner and said get in. I looked over and saw the leather sling hanging there. I walked to it and got in as they handcuffed me to the sling by my hands and feet so I could not get away if I wanted to. The biggest, scariest guy came over and asked me if I was up for some no-holes barred fucking. He said I could stop now with no hard feelings but if I said 'yes', then I was their fuck toy until they were done with me. I hesitated for a second and he slapped me hard across my face with his open hand. “Answer the question bitch” he growled and I said in a shaky voice “Yes I want to be your fuck toy.” I was still flying along on the meth I had snorted earlier and for some strange reason the instant pain and the sound of the slap made my cock start to grow. He squeezed my hardening prick and growled into my ear that I really had no choice in the matter anyway. He explained that they were all HIV+ and they were all going to infect me with their charged up viral loads. They stood around me as I laid there in the sling spread eagled with my dripping asshole open for them. The big hairy biker told me in his menacing voice that they were all going to slam meth and I was too. The big guy reached into the nearby locker and brought out an all ready loaded syringe. The syringe appeared to be over sized for one injection but then I saw them all getting ready at the same time and knew we were going to share it. He slid the needle into the first vein until blood came back into the syringe and carefully gave him his share. As the drug raced through his system he exhaled hard and sat on the edge of the bed while the others took their turns. Biker guy sucked blood from each vein he spiked and mixed it inside the barrel of the syringe with the others. He gave himself a hit and he was shaking with excitement as he slammed it into his arm and I watched his cock jerk to life. From my spot in the sling I could see they were all hard now and precum leaked from their drug induced erections. I knew it was my turn to get fucked up as he wrapped his belt around my bicep until my veins swelled up. They came over and stood around me stroking them selves and took turns fingering my dripping hole. The cum was running down my ass crack and pooling in the sling under my ass. The small mean looking guy took a large tub of Crisco out of the locker and started to dump it onto me. All four of them worked it into my skin and my ass and onto their own swollen cocks. Small guy started to work his fingers up inside of my slippery hole and soon had two and then three in deep. He soon managed four and as I opened up he started to push harder and I felt him getting to the widest part of his hand. He dumped oil onto my ass and held his hand steady and told Biker guy to slam me full of meth. I felt the pin prick as the needle went in and I watched him draw some blood off and slowly push the entire contents into my arm. I watched mesmerized as the blood and meth mixture disappeared in my vein and my whole body became hyper sensitive and the rocket ride of my life started. My ass convulsed around his fingers and he pushed harder as every nerve in my fuck hole went into overdrive. The small guy said my ass was twitching and it was sucking his hand in. He pulled back and made a fist and pressed it against my Crisco lubed hole. I opened up completely as he slipped his fist passed my once tight sphincter and it took my breath away. Then pleasure beyond anything I had ever felt rolled over me as the crystal filled my brain and his fist filled my ass. The rush of the drugs and the feel of his wrist rubbing my anal muscle made me almost convulse as a total body and mind orgasm swept me away for awhile. I must have blacked out for a minute but as I came back I could feel him fisting me almost to his elbow and bottoming out deeper than I thought was possible. He was pulling on his thick uncut rod and as he got close to coming he slid his hand out of me and rammed his wet prick deep into my cum hungry butt hole with one hard motion. He fucked my hole hard and deep for only a couple of minutes before shooting a huge load inside my guts. This signaled the rest of them to fuck me one after another using me like a whore for over an hour and a half. They fucked me raw and the smooth feel of their bare cocks pushed me over the edge time and time again. I think the meth kept them hard because after the small mean guy came he was hard again within fifteen minutes. This was my fantasy that I had been masturbating to since puberty. Being fucked hard by four thick cocked hairy men bareback and having them take turns seeding me with their musky man juice. As the pace sped up I felt one of them tighten up and I felt him squirt inside my hole adding to the cum all ready in there. This seemed to spark the next guy who stepped in between my widely spread ass cheeks and pounded my first two loads deep into my colon. He grunted out that he was coming and he pulled his huge mushroom head out of my well fucked hole and shot his hot load all over my open ass. He sprayed cum all over my balls and my ass was gaping so open that it shot right up inside of me. The guy who fucked me first in my room now scooped up all of the cum on my balls and thighs with his thick hairy fingers and pushed it all into my ass. He rubbed more cum onto his massive cock head and slid it deep into my ass. I felt myself being filled with his hot meth piss and my buzz came on like a freight train. I saw them all standing there with their cocks in their hands waiting to piss in me as well. One of them grabbed the garbage can and put it under my piss and cum filled hole. It was just in time too as my anus opened up and a gush of piss and cum squirted out of me and splashed into the garbage can. The meth in his piss got me stoned all over again and I knew I was going to get pissed on again so I was turned on by the prospect. I took the second piss filling without any trouble and asked for the third guy to go again and fill me up with his piss. By the time he was done peeing in me I felt like I was overfilled and I could feel a cramp building inside of me. I now had two bladders full of hot piss inside of me and my head was spinning from all of the meth that was entering my body. They held up the can again and I sprayed piss out of my ass in a torrent and there was lots of thick white cum mixed up with it. One of the biker type guys left the room for a minute and went to the bathroom to grab a roll of toilet paper. When he got back he stripped the paper off of the cardboard roll and greased it up and slid it into my ass. He then stood back a half a step or so and started to urinate into the tube and filled me again with his hot piss. I enjoyed the feeling of the hot liquid inside of me and the ringing in my ears from the meth high turned me on all over again. The biker guy who slammed the meth into my vein asked me if I was done for the night. I replied that I wanted to be fucked and filled with cum by more guys and would they go and find as many tops as they could and bring them back to me here. He brought out another syringe and slammed me with more crystal. I went up so fast I lost track of where I was for awhile and when I came to the room was filled with men who were fucking me one after another. I saw that the door was open and there was a line up at the door to use my hole. Time kind of ran together for me for awhile as I was fucked and filled with load after load until I was laying in a large puddle of slippery cum slime. The biker guy told me I had at least ten more loads shot into me since they had opened the door to their room. He told me that they had gone to the steam room and started talking about the cum whore in room 406 that was taking on all comers... bareback. A little crystal meth and an insatiable longing to be fucked and filled by as many cocks as possible led to me being bred well and true. I am not sure how many loads I took that night but it must have been around 20 or 25... maybe even more. I lived out my wildest fantasy that night and I am sure I will do it again in the near future. I am going to Amsterdam in the spring so I will be looking to take as many loads as possible in a one week orgy of fisting, bareback fucking and hopefully some good drugs. I have never told anyone about my gay sexual adventures before but when I read the stories posted here on BNskin I just felt a kinship with all of you perverts. I am that pervert and I like the feel of hot cum in my ass. Thanks for reading my story. PS. This is a completely true story with no embellishments added.

Up at the top menu is a section marked "Other" with a drop down arrow. You can find the cumdump map there. If someone has put a pin in their location, you will see it. Unfortunately, many people (like yourself) haven't listed a location anywhere on their profile, so there is no real way to search. You might try putting your location in your profile, and see if anyone is interested. Even putting a large, vague location (upstate New York, southern Florida, central Europe, ...) is better than nothing.

Yesterday, I went to a bbrt group hosted by 2 30yo btms in a Manhattan hotel. Both were attractive but 1 of the btms was too loose and sloppy (not my thing) & the other kept pulling away as I was fucking him. I left as there was about 5 guys in the room and it kind of got too uncomfortable for me. Fortunately for me, I had Sex plans later in the evening with a hot muscle neighbor so was sitting in the lobby killing some time on grindr. I talked to another guy on his way to the group but was waiting on the room #. We ended up meeting in person (he’s a beautiful dorky 27yo brunette) and I convinced him to join me and my daddy top in chelsea. We chatted along the way; I learned he’s in tech, new to NYC, and wanted to meet new friends. When we arrived at my neighbor’s place, we chatted briefly and warmed up (man, it’s cold out there) and stripped down. The 27yo usually only sleeps with Asian guys so it took him a while to get settled in. They both tagged my ass good - 27yo is more of a rough fuck whereas my daddy neighbor is more artful with his dick and takes his time to really dig into me. Daddy neighbor just got back from vaca and hadn’t cum in a few days. I gladly took both of their loads & then slammed 1 into my daddy neighbor (his 52yo hole felt better than the 2 30yo’s). More lovely conversation ensued & the 27yo told me he’d like to be fwbs going forward. As neighbor daddy and I haven’t had much sex recently, we r going to meet up again this afternoon with perhaps a few others

There's a difference between classic porn studios and Treasure Island Media (TIM) and other 'documentary-style' studios. I believe classic studios try to script out their scenes more completely while Treasure Island spends much more time selecting their participants and then letting scenes evolve as they happen. I worked with Max Sohl (TIM's NYC-based producer) begining with his first DVD ("Dawson's 20 Load Weekend") and in five subsequent DVDs. Max's casting interview focused on finding out what were my strongest turn-ons and fantasies (bareback topping, gang-bangs, rimming and felching). He took the expected dick, body and face videos/photos. After a number of weeks, he had lined up a considerable stable of like-minded and nicely hung tops. Max had already lined up an eager bottom (Dawson, of course) who selected the tops he wanted to fuck him. Dawson clearly wanted to be the receiver of what all of us tops wanted to do to him. On the night of the scene, tops were told that payment would require a 'money shot'/proof of cumming. But, frankly, nothing else was directed. The tops were just corralled in a separate area until the filming was about to start and Dawson was ready in a dungeon/gym area. The fixed cameras and camera men just captured what transpired over the next 90-120 minutes after we were set loose. All was bareback, of course, and most guys pulled out just as they were cumming and then shoved it back in Dawson's ass. I delivered Dawson's last load of that scene completely, and as deeply, in his ass as I could because, frankly, it was how I most wanted to cum (payment be damned). It turned out that Max had no problems with that. In later films, I believe Max relaxed his requirement to give an external 'money shot' and, in one DVD ("Loaded'), he insisted that tops do their best to give an internal cum. So, for Treasure Island's bareback scenes, I think tops have much more flexibility in whether they truly breed/inseminate their bottom or whether they showed some cum before they shoved their dicks in their bottom's ass to finish. Hope this gives you more background - frankly I love most documentary-style porn because it is driven much more by genuine lust and virtually none by directing.

If I walk into a dark room in a sauna or cruise bar, I go with the intention of getting my ass used and bred by as many guys as possible. I don't try to figure out who they are, whether they're fit or anything. It's just a free for all - anyone who wants to fuck and breed me can go ahead. I've had situations like this go on for an hour or more, and even guys saying 'I'm next' while I'm being fucked... which just feels amazing to hear! Walking out of a dark room with 10 or more loads in my ass, dripping down my legs, and feeling really used, like nothing more than a fuckhole or a living fleshjack for real men to blow their loads into... yeah, that's the feeling I'm always looking for in dark rooms. Who you are, what you look like, what status, whatever - none of it means anything to me, I don't give a fuck... ...except that I do - I'll give you a really great fuck I hope

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!!!

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We discuss likes and dislikes. I remind him ive never done anything like this before. I think he sees this as a chance to mold be to something of a plaything. He asks if I like black cock. I tell him I dont mind. We start to smoke. This time I am smoking as I please having my own supply and a share of G. He asks me if i want to try a booty bump. I know what he means but ask him anyway. After explaining he starts to make some up. I can see the ladyboy is tired and she has detached herself from our trio. We bump and I feel weird with my ankles behing my back and a pretty heavily dosed syringe of ice being shot into my spunk lined asshole. He asks me to come with me to a friends apartment to retrieve something. I dress in a girls sweatpants and ill fitting girls teeshirt. It was in the same apartment complex and we cut through the underground carpark. It was daytime much to my surprise. People are starting . Am I paranoid? I realiise I dont care. We arrive at the other apartment. It took about 5 to 10 minutes I cant tell. We are still carrying our bumps and its kicking in nicely. He explains its a friends place. Some older guy he hooks up with. No one is home when we arrive. I start looking around a little. The older guy has a full on sling room with all kinds of rubber, latex, porn and sex toys scattered around. My brazilian friend switches on the light. The bulb is red and he has some kind of disco ball spinning. Added to the chems it looks like disneyland for grown ups. I tell him im going to the bathroom. He is fully naked at this point. I remember how scarily big his cock is and stare at it as he smiles. I drop my bump in the shower. I feel my ass. Its open and moist inside. I shower off and start playing with my ass in the shower finfering it. My cock is roch hard and my ass feels like its got a separate high going all by itself. After a few minutes I dry myself off and we chat for a few minutes. He has a small bag of powder and asks if i want to try. Fuck yes, it could be anything from crack to rat poison but i need it. He crushed it up and makes up 2 lines. He hands me a metal tube and says "one in each side" I gobble them up sniffing as hard as i can. Im hit with a horrible taste at the back of my throat. I cant figure out if its bitter or something else. He makes up another 2 lines which i assume are for him. Go again he says. I dont hesitate. This tastes just as bad. I feel no different but suddenly i start sucking his cock.I cang get half way down without nearly gagging. We sit for a few minutes. Hes on and off his phone messaging. I start to feel a little weird after a while and without hesitating he moves me to the other room and puts me in the sling. He binds my hands and feet to the sling so i cant get up and pulls me forward for a bit so my ass is hanging over the sling. I feel him starting to switch between eating my asshole and fingering. Im gyrating. It feels incredible. He starts to push his cock into me and slowly starts fucking me as i start seeing myself drift down into the earth and part lizzard people doing scientific experiments. I keep going down the dimensions. One of the lizard men sees me. He looks surprised that ive floated into his dimension. I keep drifting down into the earths core. I see lava but i dont feel the heat. After what appeared to be 5 minutes i begin to drift out. I look up to see the red light on and disco lights spinning. Ive no idea where i am. I see someone fucking me but i barely feel it. Hes hammering me as hard as he can like hes trying to shred the inside of my asshole. I notice 2 other figures in the room but cant make out who they are. On of them is putting a needle into my shoulder its my brazilian friend, i look back at the figure fucking me but cant make it out. I start to gyrate again the guy fucking me begins to slow and starts playing with my cock. Then shapes moving. Triangles like a kaleidoscope. After the shapes disappear i begin to open my eyes. Nobody is with me.My hands and feet are undone and the lights are on. I sit there for a while until i can pull myself up. My brazilian friend is in his clothes. He helps me up and into the sitting room. I can feel cum dribbling down my the inside of my legs as he hels me to the kitchen table. He gets me a glass of water and asks how i am. I say horny and he smiles

Fuuuck, this story is exactly what I fantasize about. I’m too straight to be comfortable meeting up with guys, but I’d love to be tricked by a trans woman and end up her drugged up slut, taking loads of cum from anyone she wants to watch use me and wreck my virgin ass.

She removes the blindfold. Im so fucking high I struggle to focus on her. She comes into focus and i notice her rock hard cock. She gives me the pipe holding it and lighting its contents. Almost in autopilot i take it in. Im so horny at this point my cock feels like its going to break itself off. She helps me sit up then. while standing over me she lowers her asshole to my mouth. It tastes incredible. She spreads her cheeks and i begin to lick inside. I can feel her anus in my mouth. Its been well used over the years and is now like kissing a soft mouth. She begins to kiss me again and i notice we are alone. She flips me over and pulls me back in an attempt to fuck me doggie style but at this point im barely functional. As i lay there face down on the bed i can feel her push her massive cock into my dry hole, she isnt soft. Lying on top of me she begins to thrust into me every now and then stopping to spit into my ever widing anal passage. She is huge and it feels amazing. She tells me i have a great ass and she wants me to be her slut,I nod. She tells me she wants to fuck me all night and I nod. Shes now filling my man pussy with ease. I can feel her meet gliding in and out, friction-less. She filled my ass with natural lube but continued to fuck me even after every last drip oozed deep into my pussy. Then she whispered to me "can my friend come in?" I nod. She grabs the pipe again and sees to her needs first. I manage to sit up. I can feel the spunk leave my hole and pool on the blanket under me. I draw in and hold, exhale. I repeat over and over. My head is spinning and i begin to finger myself. its soft and wet. My fingers slide in without any resistance. She puts her cock in my mouth. Its soft but tastes delicious. Her cock is amazing. As im sucking the cum off her cock she calls out something in a foreign language. She lies down and kisses me i begin to kiss her tits, down her stomach past her cock. I lift her legs to expose her pussy and I begin to devour it. Her friend enters the room. I dont move Im so horny and her ass tastes so greak I keep eating. Feeling his presense behind me i let my ass start to sway left to right. He begins to eat my ass and liche her cum out thrusting his tongue deep inside.When hes eaten his fill he slowly slides his cock into me inch by inch. I am surprised, it feels bigger than hers. I can feel my asshole reach its limit as he begins to pull back out. He begins to work me with his fingers. When hes satisfied he reaches for a large red sex toy on the chest of drawers. The toy looks like 10" + his cock is bigger. He smiles as he disappears back behind me. As he begins to push the toy into my ever widening hole she is getting hard again. She feeds me her cock as I struggle to breath. He tries again to push inside me. Once again i feel like im reaching my limit. I worry my anus might rip but i keep sucking as he beginf to fuck me. How can a regular sized guy have such a massive cock. Hes in me but hes different. He is fucking me hard making every thrust crash off by ass cheeks. Shes kissing me again he is pulling all the way out and thrusting all the way in. She is stroking my cock as i kiss her and stroke her. I begin to lose control in ecstasy as he fucks me harder. He pulls me up to my knees kissing my neck as he fills me with his cum. He pushed me flat on the bed and pulls out his cock. He compliments me on being a great bottom. By now Im functioning again and as i suck his cock i notice the biohazzard tattoo. I can feel her fingering my ass then shes inside me again. She switches between her throbbing cock and the large dildo which by now fits snugly and feels incredible. Her friend leaves the room and we are alone again. She is an incredible kisser. She asks if Im happy. I say I am, Unable to finish she leads me out of the bedroom and into the living room. There is some extreme gay porn playing on the tv. I tell them ive never watched it before. I sit on the sofa watching the porn with the shemale. We kiss and play with other while he sits on his phone and laptop.I tell her she has an amazing body and cock as we look on at monster cock porn. We talk about the sex, we begin to chit chat between the 3 of us. Discuss fantasies. Every now and then the pipe makes a round but we are running low. I offer to pay for more and after initially saying no they accept but buy their own. As we wait for a delivery we finish smoking the remnants and her friend starts showing me profiles of his friends. He has bbrt open on his laptop whatsapp, squirt and grinder open on his phone. Iknow what they are but Iask anyway, He tells me they are meet up apps.. Most of his friends have huge cocks...all seemed to be brazilian. He calls me to the bedroom. He says he wants to fuck me. I do what he wants. On the bed he fucks me in different positions. He lasts a long time. Iask about the tattoo and he tells me he just liked the design. I know better and am more turned on. The party fun arrives and we stop fucking. She sorts everything in the hall and comes back with 3 bags of T 1 bottle of G and some pills. Time has ceased to exist there is only the party, the porn and the sex. By now I have a feeling ive never had before. I can feel my anus throbbing like its signaling that it wants cock. I feel incredible and my asshole feels even better.

2019 my goal is... take 100, share 125 current count 1/23/19  11 loads taken  14 loads given On Monday I went to Steamworks for Anonymous Monday, I took my hood a caught 4 loads. One was a soda can dick that definitely knew how to pound a butt. I gave 2 loads. I’ve had a busy weekend breeding a few travelers in the area.

I agree with most of you guys, if he's in my ass bare its his right to cum deep in my ass. if I let him fuck me bare it is his choice where he wants to pump his load. if he asks me where, I tell him to cum wherever he wants (hoping it will be deep in my ass. if he asks what I prefer I always tell him deep inside) as long as he tells me when he's about to cum. its a huge turn on for me to hear him say when he's about to pump my ass full of his seed. I love it when he never asks and just cums in me. I also love swallowing his load too when he gives me the opportunity.

I wouldn't dream of denying my top his right to pump a load into me. That would just be absurd.

Maybe not the piggiest, but one of the hottest times was when my hubby and I first opened up our relationship and we both got on prep, we took a trip to Madrid with friends (another gay couple). My hubby still had a rule that we’d use condoms with strangers. But the first night out at the gay bars, we all got drunk, and I followed my hubby when he snuck into the darkroom where I watched him breed a Spanish otter’s furry hole. Back at the bar I confronted him about breaking his own condom rule, so he finally agreed we could both bareback with strangers from that point on. It was such a hot moment knowing I had this new freedom to take raw loads with his permission. Our friends were a bit more conservative and sort of shocked by the whole conversation. They and my hubby were ready to call it a night, but I had an itch to check out the bathhouse and explore my new freedom. They went back to the airbnb while I ended up at the bathhouse. The bathhouse was dimly lit and full of Spanish daddies with big uncut cocks. First I sucked a few guys in the steam room and swallowed two loads. That got me really horny so I made my way into the pitch black maze where almost immediately I was felt up by several guys with a huge hard cocks. Someone fingered my hole with lube and then a bare cock pushed right in. He fucked me hard against a wall for a few minutes before spurting a huge load deep in my guts. I was in total ecstasy as at least 4 more guys followed in succession and each bred my hole. Drunk and tired, I stumbled back to the Airbnb with cum dripping down my leg. When I crawled into bed, my hubby woke up and asked if I took any loads at the bathhouse. I told him I had 5 in my ass and 2 down my throat. He was so turned on that he got on right on top of me and shoved his cock in and started plowing my ass, moaning like I’ve never heard him before. Must have woken our friends because they came in our room naked and jacking their cocks as they watched my hubby plow me. Cum was squirting from my hole all over the bed and floor. Hubby added his load, then our friends (who I thought were more sex shy) jumped right in and tag teamed me until they both gave me their loads too. Was a great start to lots of hot times together.

Being in chastity for nine months and not cumming once is hard, but to have them keep putting smaller & smaller cages on is torture. I'm sent to one of the owner's homes to have it removed, and I would be there for some time. When I enter, he is waiting and hands me a rubber suit with holes for my dick, nipples, and my ass. It's tight to put on, and when it's on, I have a second shin. He leads me over to a chair that will support my legs and torso. I'm strapped tight to the chair, and I can see in the mirror I can see everything as he pulls out a bolt cutter. Boy if I mess up with this bolt cutter, you might louse your dick. When the cage is off, I'm shocked as he rubs my dick. Boy, your dick has shrunk up a bit, let me see if I can get it back to its original size. He puts a hood over my head and; I can't see anything now. He is putting something in my ass that feels like a dildo going into my second sphincter, so I know it's deep. I hear the motor, and the dildo is going in and out slowly. Next, he puts a pump as they use for milking cows on my dick and me being hairless it easy to stay on. With my nipples, there is also suction pumps put on. I'm feeling great until he speeds up the dildo and then the pump on my dick and nipples. He changes out the dildo to a bigger one and turns it on; I feel like I'm being split in half. I have a raging hardon that is driving me nuts, and I think I must have cum a few times. When I'm taken down, and the hood comes off, I see my dick looks more significant in size. I get out of the rubber suit; the sweat is running off me and hand me a drink, and from the taste, there is nothing in it but gives me some viagra. I head to the shower turn the water this boy walk in, and he is hot and about my age and is all over me in the shower kissing me with passion, I respond as my dick has not fucked a hole in a while. He takes me to a bedroom; his mouth is on my dick as I see the owner come in and hands this boy a drink, hands me a bag of tina. Shoves this up his hole before you fuck him. He takes the boy arm ties it off and gives him a slam; it was not a heavy one but enough. We are left alone as I kiss him and his mouth on my nipples is driving me nuts, I push him off as it's his hole is want I want. I take a shard and shove it in, and to my surprise, this hole is tight as I have ever seen. I bury my face in it, and I'm in heaven as he is moaning a bitch in heat. The head of my dick is on his pucker hole. I like it rough shove it in. OK, you want it he is screaming and I know I'm doing damage, but I don't give a shit as after nine months of being lock up in chastity this hole is giving me so much pleasure even as I see some blood on my dick. At this time I'm negative, so I'm not knocking him up. I must have collapsed as I wake up with him in my arms. The owner comes in pushes me off. Now the real fun comes for this boy. He grabs him by the arm, and I lay there and see on the sheets some pink cum as I look at my still hard dick. In the other room, I hear a lot of noise, so I get to see what is going on. They have the boy strapped to a bench with four bears around with some tattoos and piercing. The closer I look they are Bio-Hazard tattoos. They are slapping his ass hard and saying well we had the boy that was in chastity wreck your hole now it's our turn to welcome to the brotherhood. The owner comes over to me; this is a conversion party as he hands me a point to slam him. After every POZ load, they hand me a long thin dildo to push the POZ cum feather up his hole. I still have a raging hardon, so I stick my dick in his mouth as they were fucking his ass with POZ load. I left there so tired when I made it home I fell into Thad's arms and slept for a day.

How the owners and members use an FNG, so what does an FNG stand for Fucking New Guy. You are new meat to be used in the limits you signed up for. If you had too many boundaries, they would not accept you into the group. I said I'm willing to be degraded and ready to go to events. Growing up on a farm this is a way for me to do some traveling, and see other people. Folsom Street East held in New York City was on 27th st. Before it, they moved to 28th st. Between 10th & 11th Ave. When I went the first attended. Being only one block long it gets crowded fast, and the temperature makes it hot. As I was an FNG all I wore were boots my chastity device and the chain with a lock around my neck. One of the group members had a dog leash attached to the chain and paraded me around. Their many people giving away free condoms and advice on safe sex like 90% of the people that attend are Gay Males. They introduced to a few people as a new FNG, and some put their hands on my butt cheeks and give me a squeeze and a compliment and ask my status and age. That night the members of the farm throw a party where they were using me as a urinal for thous who had Tina in their system, so not to wasted, as the bottoms they had were cum dumps. As much I want to get my hole used it was not and seeing the cum dumps getting fuck was driving me crazy, and it was painful as my dick strained against the cage it was locked up in. The piss Tina I ingested was the only good thing that happened, on the way home I smelled like piss, and I like it. Folsom Street San Franciso. This event takes over many blocks of streets with about 300,000 people attending. Again I' locked up in chastity with just boots with a lock chain around my neck. Sam takes me over to Master Taino for a flogging; we talk its all about consent and Master/slave dynamic. He tells me my back will have some marks and if I ok with them, I'm ok with them as it's like a badge of honor walking around with them here. Master Tiano ties me to a Saint Andrews cross and takes his hand across my body before the flogger is drag sensually across me. The first few hits are light as he is warming me up and stops every so often to checks in with me before he starts to hit me harder. My back and ass are getting a workout as some of the hits are so hard I think he is going to knock over the cross with me attached to it. I look around and see we have attracted a large crowd and some are taking pictures. Sam is laughing as Master Tiano is taking me down and hugging me and as my back is raw with a red ass. We walk around, and I'm getting a hardon with the way people are looking at me. Sam says bends over, pulls out his dick I know what that means as someone he knows starts to talk to him and ask if he can have a taste. I feel his tongue on my sweaty hot hole, and his finger go in my hole as he withdraws he says to Sam nice hole and shoves his dick in balls deep and starts to fuck me hard. As he fucks me, I see people gathering around, and a few are asking Sam if they can use my hole. After the first one drops his load in my ass, I feel his cum running down my leg. The second person with a P.A. drives right in, as he is thick as he fucks my ass. I see next to me is someone who is cleaning off the dicks after they fuck me. I think 5 or 6 people fuck me as when I stood up people were cheering as Sam handed me a butt plug so I won't be leaking on the streets. I'm walking with flogging marks on my back and a butt plug in my ass as I see others getting fuck, doing blow jobs, getting fisted, pissed on, whipped, suspended. On stage, people are flagging, and I like doing that at the Gay Pride parade in New York so I ask Sam if I can go up there. They have extra flags for me to use, so the 3 of us are waving the rainbow-colored flag to the music, and we are having a great time. I might post about going down the rabbit hole not sure right now.

21. Someone banged on the door. It was Saturday morning. Tony opened the door and saw Aaron's brother Chase. "Hi! Is... Aaron home?" "Yeah sure" answered Tony and called for Aaron. When the two brothers saw each other, they laughed and hugged. "What are you doing here?" "I came to give this to you." said Chase and gave Tony a rather big stash of money and added: "that's the money grandpa and grandma saved for you over the years before they died. Mum told me, that they wished all of their money went to us after they die. I convinced Mum and Dad to take it out of the bank, so that I could give it to you. You need it more than me anyway!" "That's a lot of money Chase! Thank you!" Aaron hugged his brother. "Uhmm.... one more thing! I was wondering if... if we could see each other sometimes? I mean it's not like you're gonna come home for Christmas or something" said Chase on his way out and laughed nervously. Aaron hugged him again and said: "Of course! Call me anytime you want! Anytime!" "Hello! Is this Mr. Bensen?" "Yeah... I am, who are you and why are you calling?" "I'm Aaron Zhan. I work with Ray in the tattoo salon next to your building. Ray told me you wanted to sell it?" Could we meet up sometime?" Aaron and Tony both met up with Mr. Bensen the next day. Aaron got to know about him from Ray when he was getting his biohazard tat, which now proudly rested across his upper back.. He was a short man in his fifties. "Ya know, I wanted to make a bar out of this place, but both of my partners for the thing backed out and the whole plan just crashed." He showed them around. It was a single floor building, right next to RAY'S. The above ground space consisted out of 5 rooms - two smaller ones, two big ones, and the final one was a bathroom with multiple urinals and toilets. The real deal was underground! The underground consisted out of one big ass room with an amazing, huge dancefloor. Some things were already in place - for example a big black bar with stools and shelves and everything! Behind the bar was a storage room. There were four doors leading from the big room - one back to the stairs up, one on the further end with a long corridor with six doors on each side - similar to the one in the bar Tony liked to go to, one to the bathroom, again with multiple stalls and urinals, and the final one led to two more medium sized rooms. "Is the original price still up?" asked Aaron towards Mr. Bensen. "It is." "We'll take it then." "Great! You won't be disapointed!" "We know we won't." Tony and Aaron grinned at each other. The preparations started on Tuesday. They bought lights, a red retro jukebox, a lot of alcohol (thank god the licence came with the building). They closed a deal with Ray and his shop and became partners. They brought one of their common walls down so that the two buildings were connected, made a website. Then they bought two more tattoo chairs, an a lot of gear for tattoos and piercings and the first of the two big rooms, now connected to Ray's tattoo room was made into an even bigger and better tattoo room! The second big room was divided in two by a wall. The first one with the entrance to the building was the "reception room" and the waiting room. The second one was filled with other stuff - poppers, dildos, porn, some clothing and all kinds of other stuff. The two smaller rooms were made into simple "offices". One for Aaron and Tony, one for future employees. The corridor with six doors was painted red and black, illuminated with dim lightning and each room got either a bed or a sex sling. The second corridor with two rooms got other kind of special treatment. The first bigger room was made into showers - like the ones at Tony's gym and they even built in a sauna in the back of the big room. The other room stayed for now empty. All of this was payed by the money Aaron's grandparents saved for him, plus most of Tony's savings. It wasn't cheap at all! Uncle Rick also donated some money to the cause. They got a few calls from multiple porn companies which saw their website and were interested in renting out some of their rooms for a few hours during the week for shooting their scenes, and Aaron and Tony figured out, they paid rather generously! Then they hired two young guys to help out in the as a part-time job (they switched every other day and only for a few hours in the afternoon) The shop, tattoo parlor, bar and sex club all in one was now no longer called RAY'S. The new neon sign above the entrance now read: DEIMOS in red neon lights and beneath it: the best and hottest gay club in town! Then it was only time to plan the first event! They naturally came up with a steamy fuck-fest!

20. The following Monday Tony and Aaron made the trip to Ray's tattoo parlor as Tony had an appointment scheduled with Ray to figure out his next ink, and Aaron was thinking about getting some ink work done. When they stepped through the door Ray called-out "Lock the door and put the 'closed' sign in the window. Once done, and turning into the shop, Ray stepped forward, greeted Tony like an old friend, and Tony introduced Aaron saying "This is Aaron. He's my friend and, well... let's just say he just finally got away from something that was holding him away from living his life. And we thought be could get a few exciting things here." "Sure. Always glad to help turning a good boy into a bad one!" Ray grinned, showing them around the shop, where, after Ray said the visit was free for Tony, and if Aaron was with Tony, well, the same followed. Aaron ended up getting 10 different jockstraps a full leather get-up - only slightly different than Tony's, a fishnet shirt and one see-through shirt. Then it was time for the ink. Tony had been thinking about it all week but hadn't settled on a specific design. He did know, however, he didn't want to have both of his arms or pecs tattooed just yet. And he didn't want to cover his abs with a tattoo either. "So... Aaron. You wanna get something done as well?" asked Ray. "Uhm... I'm not really sure. I would but I don't know what to get." "Well I could show you some nice designs or you could get something pierced or just anything." "Where's Buck and Ronny?" asked Tony. "You know, the other tattoo artist and the cashier?" "Oh, they both left last week, Buck apparently got a better offer in one of the big tattoo parlors in town - a place that is busy with women and straight guys. As I'm sure you're aware, this shop is patronized almost exclusively by gay guys. And as for Ronnie, I don't even know what was the reason." "Wow, that sucks, man!" said Tony. "Yeah. That's why you had to turn the sign to closed when you came in. It's nearly impossible to do the ink, handle the piercings and also help guys looking at the clothing. I gotta find someone quick 'cause It's Monday afternoon and I'm already worn out as shit!" "Uhmm... Aaron could do it!" Tony offered. "What? Wait!" said Aaron quickly. "Oh c'mon. You yourself said you're officially filing in the papers for dropping out of your law major! This is the perfect opportunity to find a nice job! Plus I've seen your drawing and they were so fucking good!" "Really? Do you have any in your phone?" asked Rey all excited. Aaron took out his phone and showed him a few of his drawings. "Are those really yours? They're fucking great!" said Ray, who suggested "If you're interested, you could work the clothing section for the start. The salary is around $700.00 per week. And then I could maybe start teaching you how to tattoo and pierce some designs and eventually you'd do tatts and piercings full time. Then you'd earn much more. And since I'm short of employees and partner right now you'd have the title as vice-manager!" "I don't think you'll get a better offer. He's offering you a nice job and quite a nice starting salary!" said Tony. "Uhmm... Yeah! Why not! I think I'd really like it here! Yeah sure, why the fuck not! I'm taking the offer!" said Aaron with excitement. "Fuck yeah! That's amazing! When can you start?" "Uhm... so I'll file the papers tomorrow. And then I'll go in to finish it up and pay for everything that's left unpaid after my parents threw me out and stopped paying for it the day after... that'll be Wednesday. So...Thursday! I can start on Thursday!" "Fucking great!" replied Ray who added "Work starts at 9:00 A.M., and the store opens at 10:00. I'm looking forward to it!" "Yeah! Thanks Ray, me too!" "I think I got it!" said Tony as he picked his next ink. After around four hours it was done. Tony's new tattoo was a beautiful set of natural and elemental images all inside what looked like a beautiful ornament that would hang on a native shaman's wall or something. It was placed on the side of his torso, under his already tatted left arm. "Fucking cool," Aaron remarked admiringly, giving a small whistle, adding "I think, by the way, I've chosen a design for myself." This time, Tony went into the tattoo room with Ray and Aaron, to see Aaron chosen small black tunnel ear piercings, with which he looked really good. The tattoo Aaron picked was a tribal design which he wanted to place around his left arm, right under the shoulder, explaining it reminded him of a painting in his late Grandpa's house. Not only it was a beautiful design, it also made him a thousand times hotter. So how, in fact, Tony's cock stiffened up inside his pants a bit! The third and final thing Aaron picked were black bar piercings through his nips! Tony couldn't help it. When Ray was piercing Aaron's virgin nipples and inserting the two black instruments of pleasure and hotness, he started massaging his hard cock inside his jeans. "Someone's all horned up." said Ray as he finished Aaron's seconds nipple. "Fuck, yeah! I mean... just three days ago, he was a good boy - out of necessity really 'cause of his parents - and in those three days, I got him drunk for the first time, took him to get his first piercing and tattoo and fucked his hole full of poz cum." "Really?" said Ray with a grin, grabbed his cock through his black jean, and asked "You think he's ready for a recharge?" "I don't know. That's up to him I guess." Tony grinned and looked at Aaron. "Fuck yeah I'm ready!" Aaron grinned, stood up and grabbed both of their crotches. Ray and Tony both took their clothes off and Tony saw Ray naked for the first time. His skin was almost fully covered in tattoos - his arms, his chest, his back, even most of his legs. Apart from the multiple piercings on his face, he had piercings liberally placed over his body. His nipples sported big chunky silver rings, his belly button was pierced with a long curved silver bar and when he took off his underwear, his big black cock, thick and a full nine inches was revealed, sporting a big chunky PA piercing and also a set of bar piercings that ran in a straight line through his cock's underside and his ballsack, starting beneath his cockhead and ending behind his balls. Aaron got on his knees and started sucking Ray off, feeling the cold metal on his tongue and throat. Ray moaned and groaned as Tony grabbed his thick nipple rings and started twisting them. Ray was in heaven! Aaron took the cock out of his mouth, slapped himself with it across his mouth, and asked "Who's fucking me?" Tony winked at him in response, slapping his monster cock on his hand. Aaron bent over the tattoo chair and Tony pushed his cock inside his manhole again, welcomed with a wild grunt. Ray stood on the other side of the table, his cock inside Aaron's mouth, the unmistakable look of lust on his face. Tony started fucking Aaron's ass for the second time, again really hard and with no mercy, accompanied with wild grunts from all three men. Before long Tony felt his hot poz load building up. He slammed his cock in harder and harder, until he let out a wild shout and once again pumped Aaron's man cunt full of his toxic seed. He realised he snorted! Snorted like an actual pig! Reaching forward, Tony's cock still inside Aaron's hoke, he twisted Ray's pierced nipple's with such strength Ray immediately blew his huge cum load inside Aaron's mouth. Of course Aaron gulped down the load. Of course all good things had to come to an end, and as the men were cleaning themselves up Tony thought to ask "Hey Ray, you got a buttplug somewhere here?" "Yeah, sure,' Ray answered, reached into one of the drawers in the table beside the tattoo chair and locating a small black buttplug which he handed to Tony. "Thanks." said Tony as he took it from Ray's hand, popped his cock out of Aaron's hole and plugged it with the buttplug, commenting with a grin "Just heightening the chances." After Aaron successfully dropped out of college and finished his first two days working with Ray, which he rather enjoyed, he came down sick. morning he got sick. First thing Tony did was cook warm chicken soup. The second thing he did was jerking out and blowing his toxic seed into the soup, thinking that if Aaron was converting, it would've officially the first time he had pozzed a guy. The third thing he did was to text Ray: - Tony: - aaron's sick - - i think it's the FLU☣?? - - i don't think he can go to work next week - - idk when he's gonna get better??? - - Ray: - fucking hot!☣?? - - it's ok. i should be able to handle it alone for a few days. Hopefully. - i got a shipment of some brand new HIV home testing kits. you want one for aaron? the test is done in 20 mins. - Tony: - yeah thx. Pick it up on monday? - Ray: - sure - When Tony saw Aaron was feeling fine again on Thursday of that week, he was eager to find out Aaron's new status as soon as possible. Tony took a sample of his blood first and then he told Aaron to jerk off into the small cup from the testing kit. Aaron lay back on Tony's legs and jerked off as Tony played with Aaron's pierced nipples and kissed his neck. Then he took the samples back to the kitchen and left the chemistry to do it's thing. After about 20 minutes of playing with his cock overflowing with thoughts of how he propably pozzed Aaron, he came back and checked the result. POSITIVE Right then, right there, his big toxic cock exploded with poz cum inside his pants.

I'm in a similar situation. I have a top daddy breeder that recently was diagnosed poz. We have been having sex for about 15 yrs. Always bareback. He was always neg. Recently he tested poz amd I'm like u. I wamt it but then I chicken out. My top daddy told me to face my fears. So tomorrow we are supposed to have a date and I asked him to poz me and he said yes. So hopefully after tomorrow I'll have his DNA

Fucking amazing. Took 26 loads so far and tonight is the final party. My hole is so sore but I am not a quitter

A couple years ago I stopped at an adult bookstore on the side of the highway and within an hour sucked off about 9-10 guys (probably truckers and farmers, but almost all of them were through gloryholes). I just went from booth to booth and got straight on my knees at the hole. It was a one-of-a-kind experience for sure, I know there weren't that many guys in the place when I arrived - so they must have been filing in and out pretty quickly as it was happening. I haven't had that kind of luck since.

PART NINE (This may be the final chapter, haven't decided just yet. If something new comes to me, I will add to it) Drake told me to make sure I was extra clean for my visit to my old boss. They’d finalized the arrangements this morning, deciding the best place for a whore like me to get bred is the cheapest, sleaziest, dirtiest motel in the city. This was also in a horrible neighborhood, so on top of my nerves about seeing the old boss, I was concerned about the seedy element. Drakes old neighborhood looked like upper-middle class compared to this area. The worst part is because of the bad area, Drake wasn’t even hanging around. He told me when the time was up he’d swing by and pick me up. In the mean time, the old boss was my boss again -at least for the two hours he’d paid for. I watched Drake pull away from the motel and then quickly went and knocked on the door, taking a few tentative steps back. I did not want to be out in the open for long around here. I looked too damn clean, and that would bring me nothing but trouble. The door swung open quickly and there he stood. My asshole ex-boss, Mr. Waters. I couldn’t help but think that if he’d been fucking me while we worked together we probably would have gotten along better. Maybe that’s why he was so mean to me -because he wasn’t fucking me. Hmm. “Well, well, well, look who comes crawling back like a disgusting fucking whore. A real whore,” he laughed. I wanted to say something smart like, “And you’re doing well, obviously. Why else would you be hiring ass off of the internet? Not to mention you look like death warmed over!” But you can’t say shit like that to paying customers. But he did look like shit. I hadn’t been gone from work long, but he’d easily lost forty pounds, his cheeks sunken, his body looked skeletal underneath his clothes. And his skin tone -well that had that dusty pale look that says ‘death’. I almost laughed to myself when I thought, “That’s it! If he was wearing a black cloak with one of those long poles with the hook on the end, he’d look just like the grim reaper!!”. But luckily I didn’t laugh -what kind of person would laugh at this man’s pain? Instead, I grinned at him. He’s paying for it, I need to make it good. I took a step towards the room but he held a hand out as if to say, “Stop”. So I stopped, glancing quickly over both shoulders to be sure that I wasn’t about to get jumped or something. “On your knees. I want you to crawl to me,” he told me with far too much delight at my predicament. “You’re crawling back to me . . . I want it for real,” he added, his tone dark and sinister. Fucking asshole, I thought. The only way I’m going to get through this degradation is to pretend that I’m enjoying everything he’s putting me through. He won’t enjoy it so much if it’s not having the desired effect. So, I got down on hands and knees, painfully aware of how gross the ground was, covered in cigarette butts and ash, spit, probably urine and cum and lord only knows what else. Filth. I was also painfully aware of the hooting, hollering and laughing coming from the audience on the street around the hotel. They had a clear view of the show I was putting on. More fucking assholes, I thought, wagging my fine ass at them as if to say, “You can’t have it!”. Mr. Waters laughed louder at them, and stepped aside to allow me into the room. “So this is it? You’re a dirty whore now? Fuck, I should have knocked you up with my poison while I had the chance before. No matter -you’re getting something much stronger today,” he laughed. Maybe he thought he would scare me, but I wasn’t giving him any satisfaction. “Thank-you, Sir. I want it,” I told him. He stopped laughing and glared down at me. “Is that right? Are you ready to fucking die?” he asked, sounding quite ominous to be completely honest. “My cum will kill you. It’s in me, killing me. You want to die a whore’s death?” I gulped over a lump in my throat, steadied myself and looked at him. “Yes, Sir. That’s what I’m here for.” My body had that rush, that feeling of sudden dread, and yet I don’t think I’ve ever been so excited in my life. I just wished that Drake was here with me as a part of it all. “Damn fucking right,” he grumbled. “Now get on this dick,” he ordered, yanking his pants over and pulling out a rather choice piece of meat. Who the hell knew this is what was hiding underneath those ugly ass suits all of those years? I might have let him fuck me after all! Still on my knees, I crawled to him and took him into my mouth. First his cock head, which I licked and probed with my tongue. He dropped his head back and groaned, so I knew he was liking my work so far. And then I went down to lick is balls, eventually managing to get the entire low-hanging sack into my mouth where I slurped on them like they were candy. When my jaw began to get sore, I released his juice-makers and went back to his mighty cock, which I managed to take all the way down in one slow descent. Again he moaned his appreciation. “Fucking pig, I wish I knew how talented that fucking mouth was back when you worked for me. I’d have had you living under my desk sucking my dick all day long,” he chuckled. “That is, when I wasn’t pounding the fuck out of your sweet ass. Yeah, I checked that ass out plenty, but you strutted around that place like you were untouchable, like maybe no one would ever try anything on you? I should have fucked you up then just to teach you a lesson,” he growled. His mood had changed and he yanked his dick out of my mouth, my teeth scraping his rod with the sudden movement. He gasped momentarily, snarled down at me as if he was about to hit me, but then reeled it in and began to laugh. We both looked down at his cock and saw that where my teeth had scraped, there were fresh abrasions seeping blood from them. My stomach immediately did another flip. Fuck, there will be no escaping his virus now, I thought. And still my ass practically yawned open, so hungry for the stuffing only he would provide me. When I looked back up at his face, he was grinning an evil grin. “Get on the bed, hands and knees at the foot of the bed. Time to destroy that ass.” I assumed the position straight away, but he disappeared into the bathroom for a second, returning with a toothbrush in hand and I knew immediately what he was up to. Before I knew it, he had already jammed it up my ass and was viciously scrubbing away. “This is my toothbrush but I figure we’re going to be sharing a virus anyway, so what’s a few oral germs between friends,” he laughed. He was really scrubbing away and my ass was feeling quite raw. When he finally yanked the brush out of my hole, he thrust it into my face to show me how red it was. Not pink, as some other guys describe in these scenarios. It was saturated in blood fucking red. I don’t know what possessed me, but I reached out and took the brush from him and then stuck it into my mouth and began scrubbing my gums with it. He roared with laughter while he simultaneously jammed his cock into my pig hole about half-way in one thrust. Another couple of hard ruts and he was balls-deep in me. Despite what this would result in, it felt like heaven. Can’t lie. He was very sick in more ways than one, but his cock felt absolutely amazing sawing in and out of my fuckhole. For the next forty minutes we didn’t speak at all. It was a continuous and relentless pounding of my ass, the sounds of our skin smacking skin and our uncontrollable grunts and moans the only noises we made. After forty minutes (I know because these days I am very much on the clock) he pulled out, walked around to the edge of the bed and showed me his cock. It was huge and shiny, glistening in precum and extremely red from a mixture of his blood and mine. Just thinking that again made my dick jump several times beneath me. Again without thinking, I leaned forward and took his bloodied cock in my mouth and slurped him clean, knowing that his bleeding cock was oozing into my mouth with my roughed-up gums, too. Suddenly I felt the need more than ever before. When I pulled back, I looked up at him. “Come on, fuck me. Time to give me that load, Sir. I need it in me . . . please.” His face lit up at that. “Please? Well how can I deny you when you said the magic word?” he chucked, but not viciously as he was before. Mr. Waters went back around and entered me again, in one deep hard thrust, and resumed slam-fucking me. “How can I deny a whore the very thing that he needs more than anything? I still can’t believe you quit working for me to do this,” he snarled, slamming me extra hard. Okay, so Mr. Niceguy didn’t stick around for very long . . . “But I must admit, that fucking pig hole feels like it was made for this. Is that it, slut? You finally decided that this is what you were born to do?” I didn’t hesitate when I told him, “Absolutely.” “So what brought this on, hm? Just out of the blue you decided to throw your whole life away and become some diseased fuck whore?” I wasn’t sure how much I was meant to reveal, but I figured I’d keep it to basic facts that might turn him on more. “I got grabbed one night and . . . raped, I guess you could say.” “Raped?” he asked, stopping mid-stride. “And how exactly did that go down?” “Doesn’t matter. Just that it turned into multiple guys and I found out that they were all poz. And I enjoyed it. From there I just needed more,” I confessed. “I guess I should thank whoever it was that raped this fine ass,” he laughed. “You already are -he’s my boyfriend now . . . and my pimp.” For some reason that really did it for him and he slam-fucked me so hard I saw stars. After only another minute or two like this he roared at the top of his lungs as his balls erupted and flooded me with his poison swimmers. We remained locked like this for a few minutes while he continued to empty his balls into me, our breathing ragged and choppy, sweat covering both of our bodies. Finally he eased his softening cock from my hole and I instantly spun around and took him into my mouth again to lick clean. His dick tasted so good covered in our blood and my ass juices along with his toxic sperm. Luckily he’s not sensitive after blowing his wad, so he allowed me to remain on my knees worshiping his cock for several minutes until it began to come to life again. When he was fully hard he stepped away, though, and pulled on his pants, but didn’t bother to actually close them up. It was just enough to cover himself up before he walked out the door. I had no clue what he was up to, but I could hear him talking to some of the rough bunch that had been hanging around outside before. And when he returned, he wasn’t alone. Along with Mr. Waters was a black guy who, had be not been strung-out or messed up in any number of ways, might be considered attractive. He gave off a sexy-tough-guy vibe, and the growing bulge in his pants certainly spoke of a good time. “This here’s Anton,” Mr. Waters told me, once again dropping his pants to the floor and stepping out of them. “Everyone outside promises that he’s the most toxic fucker among them,” he continued as he strolled around the room. “I’ve just a little over an hour left on the clock, so we’re going to spend that time wrecking that whore-hole of yours.” I watched as Anton removed his tee-shirt and then stepped out of his pants, his big black cock flopping around in front of him. Damn did that thing make my mouth water and my butt-hole quiver. “Non-stop, my little whore,” Mr. Waters continued, walking back to the bed and laying down. Holding his cock upright, he waggled it at me. “Come and climb on. Anton will be sliding in along with me and trashing that fuck-hole until my time is up.” I didn’t hesitate, and climbed onto the bed, between his legs, and then lowered myself all the way down onto his hard cock. I leaned forward, hovering over him, and then felt the bed shift as Anton climbed up behind me. Seconds later I felt the enormous bulb of his cock head pushing at my entrance next to Mr. Waters. Man, did it hurt. My hole was stretching like never before, but finally I felt my hole open up and his cock rushed inside me. I’m also sure that I felt tearing, but I couldn’t do anything about that now. Anton made it all the way into me, balls-deep, before retreating and then sliding back in. After these few careful strokes, he began to pump and pound me, while Mr. Waters rocked his hips up into me from below. It was a bit of a strange sensation enduring a fuck like that. One man was slowly rocking up into me from underneath while the other was basically jack-hammering me from behind. After a while Anton slowed down and I felt him easing his cock back, not out entirely but just enough to hold only the head in. “Bitch is bleeding,” he commented. “I know, I did it to him. Make sure my bug gets in him good,” Mr. Waters told him. “My dick’s bleeding, too, so he’s gettin’ it good.” Anton’s grip on my hips tightened at this. “And he still wants it?” he huffed. “Begged me for my first load,” Mr. Waters chuckled. “And I bet he’ll be begging both of us for more. Won’t you, slut?” “Please, give it to me, Sir. I need it,” I begged. “Knock me up with your AIDS.” Both men laughed at my pleading, but their fucking became more intense and determined. Another ten minutes and they both flooded me, but neither removed his cock. Instead they just went back to pumping me. And this is how the rest of Mr. Water’s time went. Both men fucked the hell out of my tortured hole and released two more loads each before they were done with me. When time was up, Mr. Waters quickly dressed and was almost out the door when he turned back to me. “At least my virus will live on in you after I’m gone. I’ll see about getting another few doses in you before I’m gone,” he said before disappearing out the door. “Sick fuck,” Anton commented, pulling his clothes on. Then he grinned at me. “I can’t afford to pay you, but if you ever want this dick again, I’m usually in the area,” he told me before taking off. I got dressed but didn’t bother to try and clean myself up. These days I wore the signs of my profession like badges of honor. Every streak of cum was pride. Every knowing look from other sluts was pride. The telltale wet spot at the ass of my pants was serious pride. And not just for me. I knew that it would turn Drake the fuck on! He was waiting in the car outside, looking very concerned. Clearly he had seen both men leave and was beginning to worry what they’d done to me. “You okay?” he asked urgently, before pulling away and heading home. “What the fuck was that all about?” “I’m fine. Mr. Waters thought it would be fun to add another toxic dick to my hole along with his,” I sighed. “How long did they double-dick you?” “Over an hour.” I could see the muscles in his jaw flexing as he tried to control his temper. “They could have done some serious damage. Are you sure you’re okay?” “Well, the damage is done. He used his toothbrush on my ass, and his dick was bleeding, too. So there’s no escaping his AIDS now,” I told him, so matter-of-fact you’d think we were discussing tonight's dinner menu or something. I could see his temper ease. I knew talking about our diseases would shift his attention, and he removed one of his hands from the wheel and shoved it behind me, easing his hand down into my pants where he began to finger my gaping sloppy hole. When he pulled his fingers out, they were drenched in cum and pink -at least I knew that I wasn’t hemorrhaging. His fingers were mostly covered in cum, lots of cum. Drake grinned and returned his gaze to the road while I leaned over and sucked his fingers clean. He didn’t have to say anything or even thrust them in my direction. I just knew that it was what he wanted me to do. ** Having just finished this part, I may do one or two more posts because I've got a couple of ideas involving Anton, too.**

Welcome to the Building My name is Jeremy. I just graduated from a small religious college my father made me attend. Since my father is a minister and a very religious man I had no choice in the matter. He wanted me to follow in his footsteps and become a minster like he was and his dad before him. But I had other ideas. I know deep down that I was not like him. I did not want to be a minister nor did I was to marry my high school sweet heart like he had. I had other things in mind, that being guys, cock and ass. Yes I was gay, but I could never tell anyone for fear of being ostracized from the family. It was easy to conceal my true sexuality being in a very religious family. I could date girls and easily remain a virgin by telling all that I was saving myself for when I get married. What a bunch of bullshit. I just couldn’t wait to move away to the big city and explore gay sex. After graduating with a degree in business I got my chance to move far away from dear old dad and to the big city of Chicago. I checked things out and found a studio apartment in a small apartment building on Roscoe between Halstead and Broadway. I settled in quickly and quietly and began my new life. On my second day living in my apartment I met a very cute guy that lived across the hall from me. His name was Corey, he was 25, a couple inches taller then me at 5’11”, probably out weighed me by 10-15 pounds at 150 pounds with brown hair and green eyes. I had blond hair and blue eyes. He introduced himself and we started to chat about this and that. He then said me he would show me around the neighborhood. It was Thursday and I was set to start my new job on Monday. He took me to all the bars on Halstead telling me about each one, what the crowds were like, were I might go if I wanted to get laid. I think my blushing gave me away and I sensed he could tell I was a virgin. By the end of the night we were back at our building and he invited my in for a night cap. Corey had a studio apartment like I had, so I had no choice but to sit on the end of his be a he fixed me a drink. I slowly sipped on my rum and cock as we chatted some more. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or what, but I could feel a sense of horniness growing within me and felt that there was a definite connection between me and Corey. We both downed the last of our drinks and Corey leaned in and kissed me. It was my first kiss ever and it was electric. I felt it shot from my lips to my 7 1/2” dick. Corey was passionate and gentle when he broke our kiss to ask me, “Are you a virgin Jeremy?” My face told him my answer and he added, “Don’t worry, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” I answered back, “I want to try it all Corey. Please just go slow and easy with me.” We kissed and felt each other all over. While kissing me he began to nibble and suck on my lower lip when he accidentally bit me. My lower lip bled some and Corey apologized. “Jeremy I am so sorry.” “No worries, it’s just a little blood.” Before I knew what was going on we were both naked and he was sucking my cock. I felt like I was going to explode when he stopped and pushed me down to his throbbing monster. It was longer then my own and I wasted no time sucking into my mouth. Corey gave me tips on what to do and soon enough I was getting almost all of his cock in my mouth. Corey’s breathing began to pick up and with little warning he grabbed my head between his hands and cried out, “OH FUCK!” as I felt the first spurt hit the back of my throat. This caught me off guard and as he released my head I pulled off getting the next shot in my eyes, one up my nose and another on my lower lip. Corey’s cum stung my eyes and the cut on my lower lip, but for my first taste of cum, it was yummy. “Sorry bro, but my cum boiled over really fast. You were damn good for your first time giving head.” I felt good about the compliment he had paid me for my first time sucking dick and forgot all about the cum he had just shot. “Did you want to try fucking?” At this point I was still horny and eager to try anything, “Sure thing bro.” “Do you want to try to top or bottom first?” Knowing how much it will hurt to have a cock shoved up my virgin hole and the size of Corey’s cock would probably split me open. “Don’t worry Corey, I know how to open you up when you’re ready to bottom. For now I want you to fuck me.” And we did just that. Corey guided me through everything, I pulled a condom from my pocket (ok, I was a boy scout, you know, be prepared) and slipped it over my cock. Corey grabbed a ‘lube shooter’ and I filled his hole with lube, then slipped my cock inside his hole. Man did that feel great, but being a virgin I didn’t last too long and shot my load inside the tip of the condom on my cock. Corey understood as he kissed me and held me tight. I felt a real connection with him and thought he wouldn’t do anything to hurt me. You should have seen the grin on his face when I told him that if he was gentle he could try and fuck me. He kissed me before getting out of bed so he could grab a condom from his night stand and filled up another lube shooter. When he returned we kissed some more as he positioned the lube shooter at my hole, then slid it in me. He pushed down on the plunger and I could feel the lube greasing up my hole. I felt the slickness of the lube, but also a slight burning deep in my hole. I mentioned the burning feeling to Corey and he said that might be cause of the type of lube he was using and that it should fade soon. Corey then began to finger my hole. It felt amazing to have something inside me. I felt my heart begin to race and I began to feel very warm all over and the more he fingered me the more I felt a hunger to be fucked. It didn’t take long before he removed his finger and placed his wrapped up cock at my hole. He kissed me as his cock easily slid into me like it was made for my hole. When Corey hit bottom he also seemed surprised that he slid in so easily. We kissed as Corey began to fuck me. It felt amazing to be fucked. Unlike me, Corey lasted a lot longer. After what seemed like half an hour I noticed that my cock was soft. Corey said that he had noticed that too. It probably meant that I leaned more toward being a bottom. He couldn’t be more right since I was enjoying the fucking I was getting. Corey sure had stamina and after nearly 2 hours Corey began to pant and groan. Between the groans he said he was getting close. Then he began to fuck me faster and harder. It felt amazing and when he called out “I’M CUMMING!” I wrapped my legs around him and felt his cock spasms in my ass. Exhausted he collapsed on top of me and we kissed. Corey held still, keeping his still hard cock inside me as he flexed his dick a few more times. He looked into my eyes and asked, “I’m game to go again if you think you can handle it.” I answered him with a kiss. “Right on! I need to go get another condom and I’ll be right back.” Corey Returned and added some more lube to my hole with the lube shooter. Again it stung for a bit, but not as long as before. He fucked me again, this time longer then the last. When he finally came I thought he’d be done, but again he ran to get another condom and more lube for my hole. This time he seemed to be in more of a hurry to cum. He fucked me fast and hard and I loved it. He shot again a few minutes before his alarm went off to wake him for work that day. I still had a few days before I started work and hurried off so he could get ready for his day. We spent every night together, mostly him fucking me. About 3 weeks later I got really sick. Corey thought I must have a stomach flu. He was so sweet and took care of me. After 3 days I was feeling much better and knew exactly how to repay him for caring for me <wink>.

PART 6 As Grant’s dick slowly churned the poz cum inside Conrad’s fuckhole, my bro just kept grinning—a less angelic grin than before, almost a little evil—and his eyes radiated the dark intensity of a truly trashed-up chempig. “I’m so proud of you, bro,” I said to him, and he looked at me with that same grin. “This is fuckin’ amazing, bro,” he replied. “Ever since you put that needle in my arm, all I can think is dick. Dick. I need dick. I love dick. Fuck, dude! DICK.” That made everybody laugh. “I’m glad to hear that, boy. Slamming should do that to a bottompig like you.” Conrad growled hungrily, then turned to Grant. “Fuck, Daddy—that felt so good. Your cock, your cum. You fed me exactly what I needed, exactly where I needed it. Poz cum in my raw hole.” Right around that moment—as Grant and Conrad continued their Daddy-bro bonding with filthy pigtalk punctuated by the occasional deep kiss—my phone buzzed. It was a text from Rick, my buddy at the front desk of the bathhouse. If you’re up for another conquest tonight, he wrote, I’ve got a candidate for you. Hot little self-righteous condom-Nazi with a gorgeous furry butt. I replied right away, telling him that Recruit #1 was already a trashy slampig, so I had time to bring another boy to the dark side. Rick texted right back: Fuck yeah! You’ll find him sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi. I want to see his pupils get bigger than fuckin quarters. And then I want to destroy his slammed-up hole. (This is why I love playing with Rick: for him, innocence is only acceptable if it’s up for immediate destruction.) I didn’t want to miss this boy at the Jacuzzi, so I grabbed Jason—Grant’s furry pigboy—and asked him to give me a hand. Then I pulled Conrad down from the sling and said it was time to rinse off. I assured Daddy Grant that his boys would return soon, then ushered Conrad and Jason out the door with their towels draped over their shoulders. As the three of us walked past a steady stream of half-naked men—many of them leering at us, some reaching out to brush their hands against Conrad’s boyish skin—I explained how the two of them could help me nail my newest victim. When we arrived at our destination, the three of us parted ways: I went to the Jacuzzi, and Jason and Conrad went into the group shower. (At this particular bathhouse, anyone sitting in the Jacuzzi can ogle the dudes in the shower—the two areas are only a few feet apart.) As for Rick’s boy, I caught sight of him immediately. He was maybe in his mid-20s, short and compact, with a perfect dusting of fur across his muscular little chest. A little bit of scruff. Rugby players’ legs. A nice piece of uncut meat between his legs. And that face—the kind of angelic face that demands to be stuffed full of cock. As I slowly walked down the hot tub stairs and submerged myself in the water, I made sure that my cock stayed above the surface long enough for my new target to see it. He saw it, alright—and then he couldn’t stop staring. I stared back. And as I sat down on the ledge across from him, I cocked my head to indicate he should sit with me. He didn’t hesitate for a second. As he walked my way, I got a clearer look at his ridiculously defined six-pack, not to mention his rapidly-growing cock. Best of all, when he spun around to sit down on the ledge next to me, I got a quick peek at his ass. Rick wasn’t kidding—this boy had the kind of butt that gangfucks were made for. We started with a little small talk. His name was Dylan. He was a grad student, and he’d been in the area for about six months. But just as I began to turn the conversation in a more filthy direction, everyone in the Jacuzzi started pointing to the showers—and once we looked, we couldn’t stop staring, because Jason and Conrad were putting on quite a show. This was all part of my plan, of course. I’d instructed Jason and Conrad to walk into the shower area as if they didn’t know each other. I’d told them to choose adjacent showers. I directed Conrad to begin soaping up his hot young jockbutt, and I told Jason to respond by jacking his stiffening cock. By the time Dylan and I started watching, Jason was already fingering Conrad’s hole and asking him to squeeze out a little cum from his last breeding. We watched as a thick stream of white jizz came streaming out of Conrad’s butt, which earned an audible grunt of appreciation from the cumpigs in the hot tub. By the time Jason pushed Conrad against the railing of the Jacuzzi and started pounding him raw, I was rubbing my finger across the surface of Dylan’s tight little furry fuckhole, earning a little moan in the process. His cock was rock-hard as he openly gaped at the bareback fuckshow in front of us. “Pretty hot, huh?” I said, continuing to run my finger across the entrance to his hole. “Fuck yeah—it’s definitely hot. But not for me, man—I play safe, you know?” “Oh, that’s cool—so do I.” He turned to me and gave me an appreciative smile. Then I leaned over and whispered in his ear: “And I have rubbers in my room. So when can I fuck you?” He didn’t answer, but simply stood up and walked to get his towel, the muscles in his butt flexing with every step. He glanced back and gestured for me to join. Following close behind, I watched him clamber out of the Jacuzzi, his leg swinging up to the edge as he climbed out the side of the pool—a maneuver that briefly exposed his fuckhole. One way or another, I said to myself, consensual or not, this boy’s butt is taking my raw dick tonight. Just then, the fuck between Jason and Conrad was reaching its noisy climax. Jason was asking my lil’ bro all sorts of questions: do you like being a fuckin’ bareback slut at the bathhouse? Do you like giving up your wrecked pighole to total strangers? Are you gonna take loads in your slopped-up hole all fucking night? Conrad didn't answer, exactly, beyond a half-coherent litany of nasty pigspeak, his slammed-up brain unable to perform basic processes while that big raw dick was pounding his hole. He just kept saying things like fuck, fuck, fuck, breed it fucker, fuckin’ A, fuckin’ use this hole, use my hungry cunt. Knock it up. Please, please knock it up. Fuck! Goddammit, you hot pig motherfucker… Then I heard Jason start to breathe heavily as his dick slapped faster and faster against that cum-flooded hole. Then came a few more questions: You want my fuckin’ load in your slopped-up hole, huh? You hungry for my cum? You wanna get fuckin’ pregnant, dude? Yes, shouted Conrad, nearly delirious with hunger. Fuckin’ yes. Fuckin’ breed me. Please. Please, please breed me. I’m so fuckin’ hungry for that seed. Ohmigod—ohmigod—I feel it—I feel it—fuck yeah! Gimme your load, dude. Thank you. Oh, fuck! Thank you. Thank you. Ohmigod—FUCKER! Everyone in the hot tub could see Jason’s whole body shake as he unleashed his poz cum inside my lil’ bro, Conrad grinning like a little kid as he milked that dick clean with his hungry jockbutt. When Dylan and I turned to leave, I caught a quick glimpse of Jason’s softening cock, coated with fresh seed, pulling out of Conrad’s hole, only to be replaced right away by some random dude’s veiny, precum-dripping Daddy dick. My lil’ bro let out a guttural moan of approval as the new cock invaded his ass—and the whole time I just kept brushing my fingers against Dylan’s twitching, furry muscle hole. First, we took a brief detour to the front desk. I told Dylan that I needed an extra towel, but I actually needed to give Rick a signal that a new corruption project was underway. As I picked up the towel, I gave Rick a little wink, and he replied by mouthing the word “Oink.” As Dylan and I walked away, I looked back at the front desk and held up both hands, mouthing “10 minutes.” Rick answered with a thumbs-up while flashing an evil-pig grin. Back in the room, Dylan climbed up on the bed, got on all fours, and immediately began sucking my dick. Bobbing up and down on my poz shaft, he instinctively arched his back and aimed his hole at the ceiling. I fixed my sights on that quivering cunt, imagining just how incredible this negboy’s fuckhole would feel against the skin of my poz cock. I leaned down to kiss Dylan. It was important to make a good connection with this kid, to gain his trust. I’ve found that a good makeout session can help establish that kind of instant connection, especially if the boy is affectionate and eager for someone to take care of him. That was Dylan, all right—I could tell he was a sweet one. I wreck boys like him all the time: nice kids who somehow fall under the spell of a guy like me, a guy who lives to see virgin boyhole oozing thick white sperm, preferably streaked with ribbons of pink and red. Cum and blood: the keys to initiation and brotherhood. Dylan kissed me hungrily while I kept toying with his fuckhole. “Just curious, boy,” I whispered in his ear. “Do you like to get tied up?” “Fuck yeah,” he said. “Just as long as you don’t make the knots too tight. I kinda just want the illusion that I’m tied up, you know? I need to be able to escape if necessary.” “Oh, of course,” I replied, reaching into my bag to grab a handful of rope. I looped a few coils around his wrists, then made a loose knot on the bedposts so that he wouldn’t feel trapped. “That OK, boy?” He nodded with a big grin. I leaned down to kiss him again, and his body trembled with hunger and excitement. “I can’t wait to feel my cock slide inside you, Dylan. You’re such a sexy little fucker.” He responded with a happy murmur as I reached into my bag. OK, that’s enough affection for now, I thought to myself. It’s time for things to take a nasty turn. First, I grabbed a piece of piss-stained fabric and shoved it in his mouth. Then I reached up to the knots on the bedposts, and with a simple tug I tightened them so that Dylan couldn’t move his arms. His eyes grew wide, and he attempted to use his legs as leverage, but it was no use—I’d already pinned his thighs with my knees. “Sorry, kid,” I said. “When I tie a boy up, he’s fuckin’ pinned until I say otherwise. For real. No escaping, understand? Tonight you’re mine.” As Dylan attempted to scream through the fabric, I heard a knock at the door, followed by a key entering the doorknob. I looked back to see Rick come in with our buddy Santiago, another staff member. (Santiago, you see, is the kind of ruthless Latino top who just isn’t happy until he sees blood on his dick.) “Excuse me, guys, but we heard sounds of a struggle in here,” Rick said to me, doing his best to sound genuinely concerned. “We just wanted to make sure everything’s alright.” Dylan tried screaming again, but I muffled him even more by placing my hand over his mouth. “Everything's fine," I assured him. "I do have one small problem, though: I need some help getting this boy under control. See those ropes on the bedside table?” Rick nodded and grabbed the ropes. Dylan, meanwhile, was trembling with fear—and that’s a major turn-on for me. When I see a boy get scared because he’s no longer in control, my cock twitches and I start drooling precum. I mean, look: there’s nothing hotter to me than watching a boy break. I love breaking ‘em down until they finally surrender and start begging for the raw dick they’ve always wanted. As Dylan kept trembling and whimpering, Rick and Santiago each grabbed a leg, bent him in half to expose his fuckhole, then secured his ankles to the bedposts. He struggled from time to time, and his head kept shaking back and forth in silent protest. But these protests were feeble—he knew he was fucked. I turned to Rick. “In the nightstand, you’ll find a needleless syringe. It’s all ready to go. A nice big fat dose.” He handed it over to me, and I inserted the plastic tip into Dylan’s hole as he gave me a pained, pleading look. “Don’t worry, boy. This is just some very, very special lube.” Then I pushed the plunger in, releasing the drugs into his fuckhole and bringing Dylan one step closer to the world of chemsex. With the chems quickly finding their way into Dylan’s system, I reached into my bag to grab one of my specially prepared condoms. (The preparation is pretty simple: I slice off the reservoir at the tip, so it only takes a few deep thrusts before my mushroom head bursts through the weak end of the rubber.) I held up the condom for Dylan to see, and relief flashed across his face. We were being safe after all! Then I rolled it onto my dick—making sure my boy didn’t catch sight of the hole at the tip—before pouring some lube on my shaft. Finally, with a slow thrust, I began sinking my poz dick and its useless rubber into this helpless negboy fuckhole. His cunt was warm and hungry from that giant booty bump, and I had no problem going balls-deep on the first push. I pulled back a few inches, then buried my dick all the way once more—at which point I felt my cockhead burst through the rubber, and my precum-covered cock got its first exposure to the warmth and wetness of Dylan’s unprotected fuckhole. A moment later, I pulled back out. The broken rubber now covered about two-thirds of my cock, and a string of precum connected the tip of my dick to the warm hunger of Dylan’s hole. “Sorry, dude,” I said to him, “Looks like the condom broke.” Fear entered his eyes again, and he tried to say something through the fabric stuffed in his mouth. “Dylan, I can’t hear what you’re saying. Don’t worry, though—I’ll ask somebody else. Hey, Rick? Look at this rubber. What should I do?” Rick shrugged. “Take off the rubber. Fuck his hole raw.” “Fuck yeah,” said Santiago. “Just breed that fuckin’ uptight faggot.” I looked back at our boy. “So tell me, boy: Should the three of us just bareback that sweet fuckhole of yours?” Dylan was screaming again, shaking his head back and forth, trying his best to fight his restraints. “Sorry, buddy—I really can’t hear what you’re saying. I guess we’re just gonna go with the majority, OK? Which means I’m gonna pound my cum deep inside you.” And with that, I ripped off the rubber and shoved my raw dick into Dylan’s partied-up butt. I leaned into him, looking directly into his eyes as I began to pump in and out of him with long strokes. He was starting to cry, but that just made my dick harder. “Don’t cry, buddy,” I said to him. “We’re only gonna fill your butt with three raw loads, that's all. You love bareback sex, don’t you?” “Well, at least part of him does,” Rick said, pointing to Dylan’s cock. It was rock-fucking-hard. “Your dick’s pretty hard, Dylan,” I said to him. “I guess some people might call this a rape. But what do you call it when you're raping a cunt that secret loves it?” I noticed that Rick and Santiago were starting to get naked, quietly unveiling the biohazard tats on their chests. And as I expected, Dylan saw the tattoos almost immediately, his eyes going wild with distress as he tried to yell through the muzzle. “I think he kinda likes the biohazard symbol,” said Santiago. "That makes two of us, Dylan," said Rick. "I'm glad to see you're so open-minded about taking our poz cocks bareback, even though we're not on meds." Either Dylan was exhausted or losing his voice, because he hardly made a whimper when he heard that. He just closed his eyes and quietly took my dick. A few moments later, as my pace quickened and my balls tightened, I leaned closer to Dylan. “I’m about to blow a fuckin’ load, boy. Where do you want it?” Now he was crying in earnest, still shaking his head back and forth, still making the occasional whimper. I turned to Rick. “I’m not sure, but I think he said he wants my cum in his hole.” “Yeah, that’s what I heard. Knock him up.” And then Santiago chimed in: “Fuck yeah, dude. Poz that sweet little butt.” At that, I felt Dylan’s hole clench. “His hole just squeezed around my cock. I think that means he’s consenting.” “Fuck yeah it does. Go for it,” Rick said. “Get this boy fuckin’ pregnant. Rape him full of the bug.” I turned back to Dylan. “That’s what you want, isn’t it? My unmedicated poz cum seeping into your bloodstream?” Dylan just closed his eyes and tried to say something. “I really wish I knew what you were telling me, boy. You must be begging for my toxic load in your sweet little hole. You wanna get loaded up, boy? I certainly hope so, ‘cuz I’m breeding you—I’m fuckin’ breeding you, bitch. Hear that, fag? Yeah? You like it? You hungry for some poz seed? That’s what I thought you said. YOU LOVE IT. Well, open wide, faggot, ‘cuz I’m pozzing your sweet neg hole right…fucking…now.” And just like that, I force-bred Dylan with a giant load of my poz cum. He was clearly in shock as I pulled my cock out of his hole—eyes glazed over, mouth wide open. Rick climbed onto the bed and immediately thrust his poz dick into our freshly bred boy, laughing when he saw the near-catatonic expression on Dylan’s face. “I think this kid is speechless with gratitude,” he said, slowly working his cock in and out of our new cumpig. “So let’s make him more grateful. Don’t we have a little something to brighten his day?” “Of course we do,” I replied, taking a few prepared rigs out of my bag. Then I leaned closer to Dylan. “Listen, boy: You want to take our raw dicks, don’t you? Well, this will make it easier for you to be our poz cumdump. But if we’re going to do this, I need you to sit very, very still, OK? Because otherwise you’ll just hurt yourself. Do you understand? That means no struggling, boy. Got it?” As I was saying that, Rick placed a blindfold over Dylan’s eyes, then a tourniquet on his arm, all while keeping his cock lodged deep in the boy’s hole. Then he spoke to Dylan. “We need you to nod for us, boy. Let us know that you understand. You need to be still. Perfectly still. Got it?” A pause, followed by a slow nod from Dylan. “Good boy,” I said. “Now, you’re going to feel a little pinprick in your arm. Again, do not move your arm. Just keep your arm still.” During this little speech, I was busy inserting Dylan’s rig in my arm, capturing some of my blood in the chamber. Then I lined up that same syringe with a vein in Dylan's forearm. “Such a good boy,” I assured him. “OK, here’s the pinch. Stay still.” I inserted the dirty needle in his vein, then pulled it back to mix his blood with mine. “You’re being very good, boy. Just stay like you are.” It only took a few more seconds to push the contents of that fat rig—including a fresh infusion of my poz blood—into the boy’s bloodstream, remove the needle, and release the tourniquet. There was a sharp intake of breath from Dylan. Then Rick moaned. “Dude,” he said. “I love fucking a boy’s hole when he gets slammed up, because his butt gets about 10 degrees warmer as soon as you administer that hit.” As Dylan began a violent coughing fit, Rick’s eyes rolled back and he groaned. “Fuckin’ A. His cunt is convulsing with every cough. I’m not gonna last long inside this boy.” As for Dylan, after a few moments of near-panic, he began to relax. His head tilted back, his mouth opened up. He let out a deep moan. As soon as Rick heard that sound emerge from Dylan, he started working the boy's hole—and with every thrust inside that furry slammed-up cunt, moan sounded a little more like a hungry growl. I leaned closer to Dylan. “OK, slampig. How do you feel about raw cock now?” He paused, then slowly shook his head a few times, just like before. Then another pause. And as Rick’s cock plunged its full length into his hungry butt, Dylan started slowly nodding. “Wait—is that a yes, boy? Are you trying to tell me that you want raw dick?” He nodded again, more vigorously this time. “Is that slam making you hungry, boy? Hungry to get pounded and bred and pozzed?” This time, the nod was almost violent. I could even hear him yelling “Yes” through the fabric. “OK, boy,” I continued, “If we let you speak again, are you going to accept what we’re giving you? Are you going to be a grateful and obedient fuckhole?” Another nod. “Well, here’s your test. When I take this fabric out of your mouth, the first thing I want to hear is ‘Please knock me up.’ Got it?” A nod. “Good boy. Now do it.” I started to remove the makeshift muzzle, and I could hear him saying the phrase through the muffled fabric already. Over and over he said it—“please knock me up,” “please knock me up.” In fact, for those first 30 minutes of speaking, with that giant slam still rushing through his bloodstream, “please knock me up” appeared to be the only thing he knew how to say. And that was just fine, because getting knocked up was the only thing he really needed to do that night. I laid down next to him and whispered in his ear. “So tell me the truth: you’ve always wanted to be a cumpig. Isn’t that right, boy?” “Yes,” he replied. “I wanted cum so bad. Raw dick. Uninhibited fucking. I’ve been so scared, but I’m not scared anymore.” “Good boy. You shouldn’t be scared. You should be proud. Proud to take raw dick, proud to be a true bottom—a bottom who surrenders everything to his top—and above all, proud to be free from the fear of getting pozzed. You remember those dudes fucking in the shower?” "Yeah. That was fuckin' hot." "Well, those are my friends. I set that whole thing up. I asked them to do that in front of you, because I knew it would activate your inner cumpig. I knew it would get you thinking about raw cock, about anonymous dick, about embracing the needs of that hungry fuckin' cunt of yours." I took off Dylan’s blindfold. His pupils were enormous, but his eyes shone with an odd combination of happiness and hunger. “Thank you,” he said to me. “Thank you for giving me what I needed, even before I knew that I needed it.” We fell into a deep kiss just as Rick’s body shuddered violently, his dick delivering pulse after pulse of poz cum inside this slammed-up boy’s hungry hole. Dylan let out another groan, whispered "Thank you so much, you fuckin' stud," and went back to making out with me. Finally I sat up, looking him deep in those jet-black pupils. “One more question, boy. After the three of us breed you, what are you gonna do?” He shot me a devilish little grin. “You mean…other than hunting for more loads?” “Good answer,” I said with a laugh. “And if you think you’re hungry now, you have no idea what’s coming. Because it won’t be long before we’ll slide another needle in your arm to get you even nastier and trashier, you twisted fuckin’ pig.” With that, Rick waved his cock over Dylan’s face, all slicked up with a heavy coating of fresh cum. And without saying another word—like any good pair of pigs—Dylan and I helped each other lick that poz dick clean. MORE TO COME…

PART 4 “Wait a second,” Jason said, growing suddenly serious. “Before we get this kid slammed up and pozzed deep, there are a few things we need to address.” “Yeah, bud? What’s that?” He looked down at my gym shorts. “First of all, dude, I really need you to unleash that cock. You’re about to tear through the fabric. And let’s see that hairy chest, too—get fuckin’ naked for me.” I looked down to see the outline of my dick hanging down my left thigh, straining against the shorts and leaving a visible wet spot as it drooled toxic precum. I gave Jason a cocky little smirk, then peeled off my tank top, running my hand down my stomach to pull the elastic of my shorts down past my cock and onto the floor. “Now what?” Jason wasn’t looking at my face anymore. He was transfixed by the sight of my dick, still slick with infected seed. “Well, second of all,” he said—and here I caught a demonic glint in his pitch-black pupils—“before we go to the sling room, I need to take a giant leak. Could you direct me to the nearest urinal?” Without another word, I took Conrad by the arm and laid the kid on his back. “Spread your hole, faggot,” I said, taking a moment to look into his eyes with deep affection and brotherly pride. Conrad gave me a blissed-out, boyish grin. Then he reached down to his little jockbutt, pulling it back to reveal the hole I’d seduced with Tina, penetrated raw, and pounded full of poz cum. “That’s good, bro. Fuckin’ beautiful. A little wider, please.” He dug his fingers in deeper and pulled his little cumhole wide enough that a small cascade of my poz offspring dripped onto the bedsheet. “So listen now,” I continued, “Jason and I are gonna show you something new, OK?” Conrad nodded, so incredibly eager to please—no questions asked. A true chemwhore. His eyes locked on mine again, and I gave him an almost imperceptible nod, as if to say: You’re doing great, kid. Jason rested the head of his raw cock against Conrad’s smooth, dripping boyhole. “OK, buddy,” he said to Conrad. “You ready? Here we fuckin' go.” My lil’ bro grunted approval. And then with a slow, single thrust, Jason sank his bare cockhead and veiny shaft into my boy, not stopping until his balls came to rest against the cum-trail dripping steadily from Conrad’s cunt. Jason leaned forward, pressing his dick even deeper as my lil’ bro breathed out a single word: “Yes.” Then Jason closed his eyes and concentrated on the task at hand. “Just stay perfectly still,” he said to Conrad. “Relax your hole for me, boy. There you go. Just like that. Keep it relaxed. Stay right where you are. I’m just about to—“ Before he could even finish his sentence, it happened: he let out a long, guttural moan as his mouth opened wide and his head kicked back. Then he slowly thrust his raw cock even deeper, emptying a bladder full of partypiss into my beautiful fucked-up boy. I don’t know how long it took for him to release everything he’d stored up, but one thing was clear: my lil’ bro’s guts were getting flooded. “How does that feel, Conrad?” I asked him. He shook his head slowly as if to say: No words. My dick bounced in appreciation as I watched my boy’s pupils dilate a little more with every wave of piss invading his hole. “Warm,” he finally whispered, his voice lower now, his face less boyish, like he was transforming into a man while I watched. “So fuckin’ warm.” Finally, Jason’s steady moan drifted into silence. He opened his eyes and glanced over at me. We both laughed. “I’ve been saving up that slampiss for awhile,” he said. Then his eyes closed again and he let out another primal moan. “Fuuuuuuuck—there’s a little more. A little more piss for you, kid. Jesus. Goddamn—I’m so fuckin’ glad my chems found a home. A perfect home. Right here, deep inside this eager fuckin' faggot.” Conrad just kept smiling. “I was born to be a faggot for men like you," he said with a little nod. My cock swelling with pride, I leaned over to give my boy a kiss. Then Jason let out a giant sigh. “OK, boy,” he said. “I’m gonna start pulling out, OK? Now, here’s what I want you to do: I want you to start squeezing that sweet little fuckhole for me. There you go. Squeeze it—just like that. Nice! Such a good boy. Now listen: after I pull out, I want you to keep it nice and tight, OK? We’re gonna give you a few minutes to soak up my Tina-piss.” As Jason’s cock slipped out of Conrad’s hole, I saw a single dark-gold droplet of piss escape—but that was all. Obedient as ever, my boy turned all his attention to keeping those recycled chems deep in his fuckhole, right where they belonged. “Thank you, fucker,” I said to Jason, grabbing him by the back of the head as we matched breaths in a hungry kiss. I pressed my cock against his tight stomach, then reached around to his furry hole. My fingers slipped easily inside him, enveloped in a familiar warmth and wetness. “Goddamn,” I whispered in his ear. “How many loads have you taken tonight?” “Just five,” he said with a cocky grin. “My poz Daddy has a rule: I can take as much cum as I want, but only if I share my unmedicated load with at least one boy. Preferably a negboy.” I growled. "OK, I gotta meet this poz Daddy of yours. So here's what we're gonna do: I’m gonna help this boy release the piss from his hole. Then we’re gonna meet up with you guys in the sling room. Got it?” “Got it, dude,” Jason said as he opened the door, his towel slung over his shoulder. “And hurry. I tell ya, my Daddy’s gonna fuckin’ love this kid.” “We won’t be long,” I assured him. With that, I grabbed Conrad by the arm and led him down the hall, showing him to the group shower directly across from the giant hot tub. I turned on the water, spun him around, and wrapped my arms around his torso. As we stood there under the water, I thought to myself: You think you’re high now, kid? Releasing this piss will take you to whole new level. And that’s nothing compared with what’s still to come. “OK, lil’ bro,” I said with my mouth resting against his ear, my hands brushing up and down the length of his tight little six-pack. “I’m gonna rest my cock against your hole, alright? As I start to press into you, just relax. Got it?” He nodded, and I reached down to position the head of my dick against that hungry little cunt. As I started to apply pressure, I felt his ass relax—and suddenly my cock was surrounded by a rush of warm slampiss rushing out of his hole. I thrust a little deeper, feeling a gutful of chems splashing down my legs. And then I couldn’t hold back. I began to fuck him, but only for a minute or so—just to feel his hungry hole pulse and twitch hungrily around my raw dick. As I kept fucking, the stream of slampiss slowed to a trickle. He moaned. And for the first time, with every thrust of my poz dick into my 18-year-old boy’s eager fuckhole, he began actively milking my cock. “Very good, boy,” I whispered. “You’re fuckin’ made for this. Aren’t you, lil’ bro?” “Fuck yeah, big bro,” he mumbled. This kid was totally in heat—the slampiss rushing out of his hole had taken him into the goddamn stratosphere. “I’m made for this. And I need it so bad. Your raw cock. Your amazing fat dick, deep inside my boyhole. Bareback me. Please bareback me. Please. You. Fucking. Stud.” “Listen, lil’ bro,” I said, easing off on my thrusts before resting my cock deep inside him. I looked up to see that a sizable crowd had formed around us, so I leaned in a little closer and lowered my voice. “As much as I want to breed you right now, we shouldn’t make that poz Daddy wait any longer. So get your towel, boy. It’s time for you to get slammed up.” We walked back to the room, my arm draped over his shoulder, my hand occasionally mussing his hair like an affectionate big bro. I stopped by our room for just a moment to grab my playkit—and then proceeded to the sling room. When we reached the door, I turned to Conrad, placing my hands on his cute little butt as I drew his body close to mine. “You sure you’re ready for this, lil’ bro?” “I’m ready for anything, big bro.” “Good boy. Then knock.” He looked at the door, hesitating for just a moment, then glanced back at me. I gave him a proud little nod. He grinned that boyish grin, then gave the door a solid knock. Footsteps approached. The door opened. Standing before us, naked and hard, was a man like almost no man I’d seen. He was a silver Daddy type, mid-40s maybe, with a lean and muscled chest covered with salt-and-pepper hair, a tight stomach, and a truly massive pierced cock. Best of all: right above his navel, in jet-black ink, he had a biohazard tattoo that expanded and contracted with every breath, as if pulsing with hunger. “Welcome, you fuckin’ pigs,” he said with a lopsided grin. “I’m Grant. And you better get in here, ‘cuz we’ve got some fuckin’ work to do.” MORE SOON…

Welcome to the Building-Part 2 I had just recovered from being sick. Corey said I must of had a bout of the stomach flu or something. I was lucky to have him help care for me. I am glad I am all better, because we were invited to a building party being held in the owner’s apartment on the top floor for next Friday night. The owner of our building, Tom, actually has the entire top floor of our small building. I’ve also learned that he owns a local business on Halstead. I’m not sure which one or what they do, but I know Corey works for him. He went to work there a few months after moving into this building. I am thankful I have a week to get my strength back. But the way Corey and I fuck I don’t know if I will be recovered. Friday came and we got all ready and headed up stairs to Tom’s. Corey introduced me as his boyfriend to all those at the party. It seemed we were the last one’s to arrive. Then he introduced me to out host Tom. “Tom, this is my boyfriend Jeremy. Jeremy, this is Tom.” As he shook my hand with a very firm grip, “Nice to meet you Jeremy. How do you like our little building?” “It’s very nice, close to the L for me to get to the Loop for work, and the bars are convenient. Corey tells me you have an office close by.” “Yes, it keeps me and all the boys here busy. Everyone here works for me at my office.” Tom seemed to take an interest in me, probably because I was new to the building and had never met before today. I had signed up for the apartment with a realtor and never met the man until today. As Tom and I spoke, asked, “Can I get you a drink Jeremy?” “Sure Corey, you know what I like.” Tom asked, “What that?” “Rum & Coke.” Tom and I continued to chat about where I was from, how I liked Chicago, how much I liked Corey, when Corey returned with my drink. I began to sip it when Tom offered to show me around his apartment. I began to feel a little woozy as we were touring the back bedrooms. Corey must have noticed something because he asked me, “Jeremy, you feeling ok?” “I must not be over the flu yet, I’m feeling a little light headed.” Tom said, “You can lay down back here for a while” as he opened up the last bedroom and we walked in side. I was really light headed cause I swore I felt like I was floating. I began to fade in and out. It seemed only like a few minutes when I came to and realized that I was sitting in sling with my wrists and ankles bound to the chains. I was not fully recovered enough to attempt to try and get free, but I could tell that Tom and Corey were standing next to me and that they were naked. Then I smelled something strong, smelling salts was my guess because I snapped out and came around. “What the fuck is going on here? Come one jokes over, let me go!” “You’re not going anywhere Jeremy. We have to finish what Corey started when he first fucked you.” “What do you mean finish what Corey started?” “My realtor found you and hand picked you to move into this building and join my company. I picked Corey to bring you into the fold so to speak.” “Corey?” “Do you remember when I shot the lube into you? It was laced with Tina, crystal meth. I fucked you with defective condoms that would shred when I fucked you. After I shot a few loads in you I would go get another Viagra and a bogus condom and start again. The flu you had wasn’t the flu flu, but the fuck flu where you sero-converted from neg to poz. I am your father as one of the guys here is my father ultimately Tom is the father to all of us.” “Why me?” “You’re young, smart and have a skill set I need for my business” Tom answered.” “Why didn’t you just offer me a job?” “That’s not how this company works. You need to be brought in to the company and have a need to work for us. Once your present employer finds out you are HIV+ you will ultimately lode your job. Working for me you will get paid well and great benefits, medical, dental and sexual.” I was overwhelmed with all I was hearing. I was scared yet turned on in some strange way. I was now HIV+ and was free to fuck without condoms like Corey had already been doing to me for nearly a month. They knew they had me when Corey grabbed my rock hard cock. “This tells me you like what you are hearing.” Tom added, “After tonight you’re out look on life will never be the same.” Corey placed something made of rubber really tight around my left bicep. Then Tom took a syringe filled with clear fluid to my arm. As he found a vein and stuck the needle in me I hear Corey say that he could tell I enjoyed getting fucked with the meth he snaked into my ass with the lube. He thought I’d love a more ‘direct’ method of the drug into my system. I watched as all the liquid disappeared into my arm. Then the rubber was pulled from my arm and I felt a rush of warmth up my arm, a ringing began in my ears as my heart began to race, then I felt is difficult to breath and had to cough a couple times. My senses were thrown into over load as Tom walked around to get between my legs. He knelt down and began to lick my hole and I began to moan. I also noticed my raging 7 1/2” hard cock had shriveled up to its soft 3”. Corey said that’s what Tina does to a hard cock, makes it go limp. Corey muffled my moaning with a deep and passionate kiss. He then looked me in the eyes and told me, “This may have started out as a job assignment, but you must believe me that I love you, I didn’t know for certain until now when you took the needle in your arm without protest, but I love you.” “I love you too Corey.” Tom had stopped rimming my hole and I looked down to see him starting to fuck me. His cock felt so wonderful inside me. I wanted him to fuck me, breed me and give me his poz load. Tom was much better at fucking me then Corey, but Corey was better at making love to me. Tom banged away at my hole for a good hour when he finally grunted and said, “There you go Jeremy, there’s2 loads to get the night started. Every man here will fuck you giving you at least 2 loads. Then some of my friends will stop by later tonight after the bars let out.” After Tom finished, Corey released my wrists and ankles as a never ending stream of guys paraded in to fuck me and deposit their dirty seed. Corey never left my side throughout the night; he stayed by my head, kissing me as the other’s fucked me. At one point I think Corey could tell the slam was beginning to wear off as he prepared another one for me. “This is a small slam to help recharge your high. I don’t want you to get addicted to this shit. It’s used very rarely around here and Tom only uses it on his new converts like yourself to help them get through the gang bang.” I knew that all the tenants of the building, 18 (not including Corey or myself) had been in to deposit their loads. I wasn’t sure what time it was until the first of Tom’s friends arrived to fuck me. As they came and went I lost count how many loads I had taken, but I could feel the cum dripping from my hole. As the last of them finished up Tom appeared to fuck me one last time before I was to leave the party. He fucked me hard and fast with deep thrusts. He began to grunt a groan and yelled out, “Welcome to the building Jeremy!” as I felt his dick spasm within my ass. As Corey helped me out of the sling I noticed a bucket on the floor under where my ass was. It was full of cum. As I put my clothes I wondered what they were going to do with the cum in the bucket and why Corey hadn’t fucked me. I even asked him, “Why didn’t you take a turn to fuck my ass Corey?” “I don’t want to fuck you Jeremy; I am going to make love to you as we lay around in bed the rest of the weekend.” He then kissed me with so much passion I knew I had found my man. “What is Tom going to do with the cum in the bucket?” “He uses it for lube in his movies.” “What movies?” “Tom owns a production company that makes bareback prono’s. He needs you to run the shipping department like you do where you work now. On Monday I went to work and gave my notice. That night Corey and I went up to Tom’s place and I made arrangements to begin work as soon as I finished my old job.