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I got group fucked at the weekend and one of the guys was supposedly full blown. The passion with which he was breeding my boy hole was very different to the rest of the guys so I honestly think he was, and he wanted to infect me.

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.

Chris looked me in the eye and whatever he saw made him smile. Not a kind smile but at evil grin that sent shivers down my smile. He said before I give you this slam I want to remind you of our conversation. You said that you wanted to be slammed with an unspecified amount of t. Well as you can see I have a loaded point but I am the only one who knows how much is in it. You then said you wanted to have a massive cock then rammed into your hole balls deep in one movement whilst you were still rushing. We'll here we have a slight problem where you were not very specific. Massive. Does that mean length, girth or both. So we have had to make this decision for you. You see we are all over 9 inches long. One or two very much over. The others are thick so we have covered all areas. After you have been rammed full of cock you want then to have another cock rammed up your hole. Again you have not been very specific so we are going to make this decision for you. That's you emails in a nut shell. So let's not waste any more time. Chris then addressed the others. I am going to lay on the mat and the three of you are going to hold Tony over my cock. I will then slam him and as he rushing you will then drop him right on to my solid 13 inches and just in case it meets some resistance you will push down on his shoulders. After that one of you will climb up behind him and join me in his hole. Chris went over to the mat and gave himself an injection into the base of his cock. Although he was already rock hard thinking about splitting the boy in half he wanted to remain that way. The others untied Tony and carried him over to where I was laying. They got hin in position so he was squatting with the tip of my cock at his hole. I tied of his arm and found a vein and proceeded to gime him a point 5 slam. Before I pulled of the tournaquet I layed back. The look of fear, excitement in Tony's eyes was magical but he still had not said a word. I pulled of the band and the rush was instantaneous. His chest heaved his eyes became unfocused and he started to cough. If that was not enough for his brain to compute the other guys pulled his legs out straight and he fell like a sack of spuds onto my throbbing cock. There was no need for them to push him down. I had gone balls deep under his own weight ripping through both splincters. Tony's eyes shot open and he let at a gut curdling scream which only made my cock pulse more deep inside him. Before he had time to get use to the intrusion I grabbed hold of him and held him against my chest. Gavin climbed up behind him and aimed his rock solid cock which was just as long as mine but thicker at the target. He then started to push. Tony started to protest. He tried to wiggle free but he was no match for the four of us in his drug fuelled state. Gavin applied a lot of pressure and just when it was looking impossible des placed some poppers under Tony's nose. The surprise of it was all it took as they took hold gavins cock breached the target and like me he pushed till he was balls deep. I could feel his cock riding along mine. It was all a snug fit but we would soon sort that out. Tony was just sobbing and was Trying to say something which was not understandable. It did not matter what he said this was our time. This was giving him back some of the time he had wasted over the last few months stringing us all along. I slowly pulled my cock out till could feel it pass the second splincter and the started to push it back in. As I was pushing in Gavin was pulling out. We went slowly at first. Not for Tony's sake but so we could get into some sort of rhythm. We continued to build up speed until me were both pulling out and ramming our cocks back into him as far as they would go. All Tony could do was babble on about something or other but none of us were listening. We fucked him senseless for about 30 minutes and then I felt my balls begin to tighten. I looked at Gavin. He gave me that look which meant he was close too and if it had been choreographed we both ploughed in one more time and fired our loads deep inside Tony's guts. Tony sensed we had cum and seemed to relax a bit as we both began to pull out of his stretched hole. Both our cocks were covered in pink tinged goo. I layed Tony on his back with his legs up in the air. Des replaced me and I could see his beer can dick aimed at Tony's destroyed hole. Des had sprinkled his cock liberally with some Tina and there was a large shard hanging out of his cock eye. He smiled at me and without any ceremony he plunged deep into the waiting hole. Although it had been stretched it still caused Tony to scream out load. Des held his cock balls deep inside rhe hole and he could feel the change as the chrytal meth was dissolving as Tony's high intensified isaw Stephen step up dehind des and aim his cock. Again this was a beer van cock. We had decided at the start to have the two long cocks together and then the two thick cocks together in order that we could give Tony the maximum feelings all the time. How considerate of us? Stephen lined up and I placed some poppers under Tony's nose. He inhaled deeply but he was flying real high by now as the Tina was well into his system. Stephen pushed in and with some considerable force and another massive scream from Paul he was in. They fucked differently to me and Gavin. Instead of pulling out one at a time they pulled out together and plunged in together maintaining maximum stretch all the time. They fucked him like this hor just shy of 40 minutes and it was des that started to shoot his load first which triggered Stephen to let loose with his contribution. They both looked at each other and I one quick movement they yanked both of there cocks out together causing their hot cum to fire all over the place. Tony let out a scream and tried to crawl away but he was going no where. His hole was leaking our 4 loads and they were very red. I dipped my fingers into his hole and then put them in Tony's mouth. He suckled them like a baby. We all fucked Tony 2more times each so he received every permeation of cock we could give. Then we put him in a cage to rest whilst we went to get something to eat. One of his fantasies was filled. 3 more to go. It was Stephens turn next to start the ball rolling as Tony wanted to try being fisted. This was Stephens speciality and one we all wanted to watch

Just dumped my load in some cute little high school faggot's(18-year-old) cumhole in an apartment stairwell just outside his parents apartment. tall,skinny, queeny little girly faggot that i have used a bunch of times. usually fuck him in his apartment when his parents are out but when they are home i use him in the stairwell,half a floor above his apt that's right beside the stairwell.i could actually hear the sluts parents talking to each other in the kitchen while i bred their little faggot cumdump son.i had him wear tearaway trackpants and a baggy sweater so i could quickly strip him naked n fuck him bent over on all 4s on the second stair. the slut is fearless lol

Sometimes the commute to work isn't so bad...

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.

Just got paid by a pig to poz his ass. Never felt better at doing what something I would normally do for free!

I’ve been poz for a little over 3 years now, and while I didn’t chase, I kinda considered it an eventuality. I’m lucky enough that I live in Canada and have access to great healthcare solutions. That being said, treatment isn’t one and done, and it has its ups and downs. Also, it can be time consuming and hard to explain depending on your work situation. I will say that it has proven to be a trigger for me to start exploring the sex I’ve always wanted to have. Being a cumdump, anonymous fucking in bathhouses, etc. I make regular testing a part of my health regimen, but otherwise I fuck carefree. If you believe that becoming Poz could be restrictive or problematic, I strongly suggest inquiring about PreP, which would allow to pursue the chasing fantasy without putting you in a precarious position. Because the reality rarely matches the fantasy. I’ll finish by saying that since being Poz, I actually find chasing and Poz talk even more erotic than before. But we’re all wired differently, and I known this isn’t necessarily the case for everyone.

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.

I stayed with Joe til Monday morning after phoning my parents like a dutiful son should and assured them I was ok. I skipped school on Monday as I was still pretty high and would not be able to concentrate. My hole was still swollen and even after cleaning up ,the loads still kept leaking out of my ass. Whilst I was at Joe's we started to talk and he asked what I was going to do when I left school in a couple of weeks and all I could say was get a job. What job I had no idea. He then asked if I liked what they had done to me and I said he'll yes. He then said that I could make some serious money by doing it and would I be interested. I asked him where did I sign up. He laughed and lent in to kiss me. Then next few weeks dragged by and when I left school my father who was constantly disappoi nted in me gave me an ultimatum. He told me to get a job or get out. This suited me fine as Joe and I had already made plans so I packed my bags and moved in with him. That weekend Joe welcomed me to his house with a surprise party. A party with 12 hung jocks. Joe had told me to get myself clean and ready. He then had me get in the sling and secured my arms and legs. He then produced a loaded point and slammed me. It had been 2weeks since I last played and I was hungry for this. It was a strong slam and the rush was amazing. That's when Joe opened the door to reveal the 12 jocks. They were all really fit and aged between 18 and 22. They were all a sight to behold and the smallest cock I could see was about 9 inches. The largest ones were over a foot long. The slam had my hole itching and begging to be filled and Joe could see the lust in my eyes. He then told me that all these guys were poz and all off meds. He told me that they had all paid to be at what was called my welcome conversion party. This night was going to be filmed and every guy present was going to fuck me at least once and Joe was going to fist their seed deep into my hole after every donation. He also informed me that unlike some other parties the guys were not going to start of with the smallest cock and work up to allow my hole to adjust. They had all drawn lots and knew what order to go in. They well all allowed 15 minutes first time round before having to let the next guy at Paul's hole. After everyone had the initial fuck then they were allowed to fuck to completion. That's when Joe would fist the deadly seed far into Paul's guts. Paul barely understood what he had just been told. He was desperate for cock and did not care where it came from The first guy to approach Paul's hole was called number 3. His cock was 10 inches long , pierced and uncut. It was about the thickness of a deodorant can so Paul had hit the jackpot to start with. Number 3 lubed his cock with the t laced lube and with no warning he rammed his cock straight into Paul's ass to the hilt. The guy then stopped and slammed himself. When he finished coughing he then started long dicking Paul. All the way out then all the way back in. Paul could feel the piercing ripping his insides but could only moan as number 3 ploughed his hole relentlessly. When his 15 minutes was up he was replaced by number 10 and he was fucked again roughly . This went on until all 12 had had their turn and amazingly none of them shot their load first time round. Paul was the removed from the sling and layed onto a mattress on the floor. Joe said that now the ante was being upped. Since everyone had now had a taste of his ass this was now going to be a free for all. Both of Paul's biceps were tied off and he was given a double slam. The rush was intense and Paul could not speak. However the need to have his hole filled was overpowering and Paul was trying to ram his fists into his hole. That's when number 3 took his place again and Paul could see that he had removed his piercing bit was now wearing a killer condom. He stared Paul straight in the eyes and with an evil grin on his face he ploughed his rod into Pauls hole to the hilt again. His fucking was the same as last time and was Long Dicking Paul again but this time it was faster and a lot more animalistic . Number 3 was really making sure he was pushing his cock home as hard as he could. Making Paul moan as he bottomed out with each thrust. After 25 minutes number 3 started to speed up and all of a sudden with a mighty roar Paul was given his first Poz load of the evening. As number 3 pulled out Joe was quick to get to Paul's hole. With his hands coated in some t laced lube he made a fist and rammed it straight into Paul's hole. This would have caused Paul to scream but number 3 had removed his killer condom and rammed his cock down Paul's throat to clean all the ass juices and blood of his still rock hard cock. Joe fisted the got cum deep into Paul's hole elbow deep for about 5 minutes before declaring his hole ready for the next load

Was laying here waiting for a hookup to show up and started thinking back to the past. I find that now years later I really miss the old rest stops. I remember a memorable night being bent over a concrete picnic table and taking on whoever showed up. The risk, the fun, Ahh those were the days. What did you like about the old days?

It’s that time again ? locked up for the weekend of taking loads and not aloud to cum

When I was younger, I didn't bb much but one time at a rest stop, there was a married cumpig servicing a group on his knees with his pants around his ankles. I rubbed his ass and he moaned. I grabbed his hips, spit on my cock and fucked him raw in front of the others. Dumped my load in his cheating ass while the others were egging me on to cum. When I was walking away the next guy took over his sloppy hole. Looks like they'd found a new toy

Last night I hooked up with a hot muscle black guy with a thick cock. Had been horny all day chatted up with him earlier in the day but didn’t go further than typical Grindr back and forth. Anyway it’s late and I thought I was just going to have to JO when I got back on Grindr and saw he was on again. Said “hey wyd” told him I was so horned up and he said come over. He lives about 6 blocks away. Got to his place and we go into his room quietly because of his roommate. I undressed he was in a bathrobe naked underneath. We make out and and he was a great kisser too. Amazing big muscle handsome guy with a thick slightly curved upwards cock. He asked me if he can use one of his toys on me and pulls out two dildos from the nightstand drawer. One smaller the other bigger about 8 in. He started with the small one and lubed it up kissing me and looking into my eyes with passion but also with like ownership of my ass he fucked my hole with the dildo for a while then grabes the larger 8 inch and lubed it up again as I took a hit of poppers I was fucking amazed how great it felt to have someone fuckin me with a toy. He was so turned on by me taking the dildo that he pulled it out and slid his thick cock inside me so deep. He kept fucking me short deep thrusts then after about 10-15 min he used the 8 inch dildo again i was begging hot his cock inside me again which he turned me on my stomach and drilled me again with his cock. He felt amazing inside me and his wet sweaty body on top of me felt incredible as well. He was close to shooting his load as I felt him go so deep in me as my hole really just opened up to him and take his seed.

new video of me getting plowed https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/after-fist-fuck-39073221

enjoy, but not for me. i get horribly disappointed by any cum that doesn't make it inside. Whether it's my bottom or another, i hate porn where the top cums on instead of in the bottom.

Not enough

Just left a Grindr meet up. Didn’t Know anything other than a cock pic before I walked inside. Within a minute his cock was down my throat. He talked a lot about his ex and no sex for 2 years as he was getting into it, a bit nervous at first, but soon was grabbing my head and using me like a slutty cumdump whore. For a long dry spell he held his load and fucked my throat and ass like a machine. Took the first load down my throat at his request. Second fucked deep into my eager hole. He must have enjoyed it as he asked about dumping in me again and gave me his cell to text for cum. You can bet I will as I already want more. Can’t resist a str8 guy just looking to use a cumdump.

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.

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

Paul just lay there pawing at his hole. He was still flying high and although he had just received two more loads from being double fucked he needed more. Nothing was satisfying his hunger. He needed more. Paul was brought back from his floating state by the sound of voices. There were other people in the room. He looked up but he had trouble focusing . He was seeing two of everything. Before him were two guys. Both white. Both tall. Both built like brick shit houses. They were big. They were identical. They were twins. He was not having trouble focusing there were identical twins stood before him both bollock naked with huge clubs hanging between their legs. They were huge. They were the biggest cocks he had seen tonight, they were the biggest cocks he had seen ever and they were both pierced. Not only pierced at the top but all the way down their length. This was going to be interesting. Paul never got there names or if he did he couldn't remember them. The first thing he remembered was when one of the said I hope you have been well lubed and stretched because one we start we don't stop. As Paul was comprehending what he said one of the guys removed the butt plug from his hole and placed his 14inch club at his entrance. He told Paul to look him in the eyes and without warning and income continuous motion he pushed his massive cock straight into his hole balls deep. Even though Paul was flying still his brain could not understand the feelings he was getting. He was stuffed full as he needed. It was wider than any cock he had received all night . It had gone deeper than any cock he had received but it had sent an electric shock all the way through his body as the peircings tore all the way through his body. Through both splincters. Paul tried to scream but nothing came out. His whole body was paralysed with shock. Paul passed out. He did not know how long he was out but when he came round he could still feel his hole stuffed full. The guy was still sttod between his legs and he was staring at Paul with an evil glint in his eye. Welcome back he said now I can start and with that he slowly started to pull his massive cock out of his hole. It felt different. Paul could feel it still tearing his insides but the pain was different. It was as if his body had gotten use to the intrusion whilst he was blacked out. However it was short lived. When the guy had pulled virtually all the way out his identical twin had gone behind him and knelt between his legs so that he could get a good view of Paul's hole. He lubed his fingers and hands up and dipped them in some Tina dust that was on the side. He then started to work his fingers from both hands along side his brother's cock buried in Paul's hole. Paul was stretched to the limit but the brother was insistent and was pushing with a constant pressure. Paul's hole was tearing, he could feel the ripping but they weren't stopping. He tried to shout and scream but he couldnt and again the world went black and he passed out. When Paul finally came round he was alone. He was in a different bed but he could hear voices in the other room. He drifted off to sleep. When he woke again there was a television on playing a video. It was showing Paul laying on the bed with one of the twins club of a cock buried to the hilt and the other brother systematically taking turns with each hand fisting Paul's hole. Wanking his brother deep passed his second splincters. Paul stared stunned at the screen . It seemed to go on for hours and all he could see was the red covered hands pumping in and out of his hole. They did not seem as if they were ever going to stop but all of a sudden the brother pulled his hands out of Paul's hole and in a lightening move stood up and placed his equally large cock at his brother's hole and rammed it in. That one move was all it took for the brother to tell out and shoot his massive load deep into Paul's guts. Paul stared in disbelief at what he had just seen. He reached down between his legs and could feel that his hole was plugged. Not by a butt plug this time but some sort of padding. His hole was covered to stop anything escaping. The cum, the blood. What damage had they done?. Strangely Paul did not panic. He was not scared. He was wondering how long it would be before he could feel cock buried in his hole once more

I nearly killed me, si it wasn't fun in the beginning. Now I'm only grateful because I can do what I want, take every load I want and not bother. Got it from my first BBC. Got too drunk, fell alseep and woke up with him pounding me. Basically rape, but I got into it after faking it for a minuye or two. The only bad part is the increased risk of cardio vascular disease and stuff. Healthcare in Sweden is great, meds are free so I'm a happy pig!

I've never asked any of my poz friends how they became poz. I mean.. I wouldn't ask my female friends how they got pregnant, but at times out of curiousity, we might have the urge to know, so I would like to ask with the following option, which is a diplomatic scenario to pop the question 1- never asked that question! 2- ask only if u guys are best pals or very close 3- ask if you known that person for some time or have frequent sexual contact 4- ask at the first meet, 5- who cares? Just ask anyway thanks for any input

My names Tony but most of my friends called me Tiny. Tiny as I was just over 5 feet tall and no other reason. You would think that as I was so short that I would be picked on but this was not the case, in fact it was the total opposite. I was more than capable of handling myself and never backed down from a fight. In honesty I was an arrogant 19 year old who felt that the world owed me a free ticket and I pissed a lot of people of with my attitude. This was the reason I am laying strapped to a bench surrounded by four guys that look like they mean business. Earlier on in the week I had been on my computer logged into my favourite bb site. Yes I am gay and I've known it since I was 14 when I was seduced by the local vicar bit that is another story. As I was saying I was logged in and I was looking at the messages. I had no intentions of meeting but I did like to string people along. I played them along with messages and pictures and arranged meets which I had no intentions of going to. Just to piss them of. Watching the old trolls agree to anything thinking they were going to get my ass. I had been talking to 2 such guys on a regular basis and after I flaked on them for the umpteenth time and fed them another cock and bull story as to why I did not show up they were then trying to arrange another meet. Suckers it was not going to happen or not intentionally. As I said I was arrogant and when I sent the guys pictures they really were of me and clearly showed my face and body. If you got it flaunt it. Whilst only 5 foot I had a tight athletic body from years of swimming which I kept shaved. My cock was a respectable 7inches which looked massive on my small frame. I did look good and I used every opportunity I could to show off. So today was Friday and it was hot so I was walking through the park towards the local pool. I had my bag thrown over my shoulder and was wearing a pair of well fitted shorts and nothing else. There was a five sheen of sweat glistening of my well tanned body from the 90 degree heat. I was just exiting the park by the west gate when without warning a black van screached to a halt in front of me. The side doors flew open. Two guys jumped out and before I could react they had injected something into my neck and I had blacked out. The next thing I became aware of was waking up in a room strapped to some sort of bench, alone. It took me a while to clear my head and whilst I was securely tied I could see my surroundings. On the wall in front of me was a t v. There was a table over to my left with something on it but that was covered up and to my right there were some chains hanging from the ceiling but I could not make out what was hanging from them. As I tried desperately to try and break my bonds I suddenly became aware of a red dot in thr top corner of the room. I heard it before I saw it and then I realised it was a camera. I was being watched. I started to thrash about and scream to be let go but whomever had tied me up knew what they were doing. Then when I had all bit given up the television flicked on and someone started to talk. Good afternoon Tony, my name is Desmond but you will know me as sleazy skin. I am here with 3 other like minded people whom you have been in regular contact with. As it appears you have such a dramatic life where nothing goes to plan then we thought that for once we as your friends would make something happen as you planned. If you don't understand what I am talking about then look at the TV and I am sure it will jog your memery. On the screen suddenly appeared snap shots of conversations I had been having on the bb Web sites with 4 guys. I had been stringing them all along for months. I had told them all sorts of things, agreed to meet and never showed up. Oh boy I think I may be in trouble.....

]He is an older Daddy type, FF top and he loves to PnP. He is of stocky build. His cock is about 9" long, thick and wide and gets very hard even when he partys. When I see him I immediately get turned on. He is so my type. He came over to my apartment in Brooklyn. I was already cleaned out and horny to go. He came in and quickly undressed as I made him a drink. He was hungry to get into my ass, so we moved into my bedroom where I had a hot FF DVD playing to add to the mood. He took out a small bag of Tina that he brought with him and we smoked it in my glass pipe, doing shotguns with the nasty smoke. We kissed each other as he fingered my hole. "Get on the bed and let me get to your hole," he commanded. I got on my knees with my ass exposed. The Tina was good. I could feel it already and my cunt was quivering with anticipation. I took a hit of poppers and passed it back to him as he also likes to sniff it. I had the grease ready at hand, so he coated both of his hands and his thick cock. My hole felt open and relaxed and he started fingering me slowly, a few fingers first fucking my cunt, in and out. He was getting it more loose and hungry. He pushed his dick in and although I was very open it pinched at first, but a great pinch. I tightened my hole, squeezing his dick as it slowly slid in. He moaned, growling "Fuck yeah." I squeezed and released my grip, squeezed and released, and he responded by fucking me harder and deeper until he was pounding my ass. He did this for a while as I did more poppers and my hole relaxed further. Then he pulled out quickly and easily slid four fingers in my hole. "Nice and open," he proudly said. He now had his left hand going in slowly to the widest point of his hand, just leaving it in my hole letting it get used to the width. "Oh yeah, do that slow and fuck my hole!" I moaned. So he fucked me like that for a bit, just slow rhythm with his hand, getting my cunt bigger and hungrier. I soaked some poppers on a small towel and then chewed on it breathing in the fumes. That did the trick. My hole just relaxed and his hand slid right in. Yeah. He fisted me in that position for about a half hour. He stretched out my cunt lips as it wrapped around his wrist. He knew I liked that. He would almost pull his hand out, stretching my hole, then leave his hand stationary for a few seconds at the widest point - really stretching my cunt. I moaned in pleasure. He pulled out and my hole was wide open, remarking "Time for a break" so we relaxed a bit. He added another small crystal to the glass pipe and we smoked it together slowly, each taking several puffs. We again did shotguns with the smoke as we wanted to enjoy the drug. Then he handed me the poppers and I took a hit. He resumed fingering me, feeling my hole relax as a consequence of the combined effect of the poppers and the T. He leaned in and kissed me deep. My hole was so relaxed and open, the lips were soft and bloated. He gently rubbed my cunt lips, moist from all the grease, as we both watched some hot guy getting fisted on the TV flat screen. He slid his hard dick in, fucking me slow and casually. "Let's go into the kitchen," I suggested, so he withdrew, we grabbed our stuff, and once in the kitchen I pulled out one of my bar stools and sat on it, my chest facing the backrest of the seat, my ass positioned so as to hang off the the edge of the seat, legs spread apart, pushing my ass out for his enjoyment. "Let me try something," he said when standing behind me. I could hear him fumbling with his small bag of T then a few seconds later he inserted a finger deep into my hole and left it inside for a minute. "Okay, boy," he said, "I just gave you a little booty bump." I moaned in approval. Then he lathered his hands with more J-lube mixed with grease and started caressing my ass, gently running his palms on the outside of my hole. He fucked me with a few fingers, darting in and out of my hole, teasing it for several minutes. I moaned some more as I started to feel the booty bump now take effect. My cunt felt so good and loose and hungrier than ever. "Take a deep hit of your poppers," he commanded. I put the soaked towel in my mouth and started taking deep, long breaths. My cunt was alive and begging for his hand. He could sense the poppers and the Tina working. He pushed his hand at my cunt. My hole had a momentary pause of tightness at his abruptness but I took another deep breath of the poppers-soaked towel in my mouth and exhaled deeply. The effect was immediate as my cunt opened up, inviting his invasion. I moaned loudly. He went in deeper now knowing I could take it, sensing how relaxed my soft tunnel had become. He got in deeper slowly, testing my resilience which only indicated further lust for his arm. My fuckhole was now really feeling the Tina booty bump from earlier. My cunt was very hungry and it needed to be fed. He slowly went deeper inch by inch, minute by minute. He would creep in, pause and let my hole relax to the further depth of his arm. I would take more poppers hits and he would sense my hole relaxing more as an invitation to progress further. "Oh yeah," I moaned, "please fuck me from there! Fuck my cunt in and out! Let me feel that arm fuck my hungry cunt!" He pulled out quickly but only to the widest point of his wrist as that stretched my hole W I D E. I moaned even more as he then quickly plunged his arm back in to the last depth. Then he repeated this action, pulling almost out, then fucking me again with his arm, inching in just a bit further than before. I could really feel my hole taking his arm as I squirmed, my ass in complete bliss. I breathed in more poppers as he just fucked me rapidly like this for several minutes. The rapidness of his arm-fucking was rubbing on my prostate and I had several anal orgasms. I shuddered and moaned. "Ahhh.....please stop for a minute," I pleaded. My hole couldn't take anymore. He slowly pulled out, as he did, he paused again at the widest point of his hand and slowly fucked my cunt like that, just a quarter inch – in and out, in and out. I moaned some more as he knew my cunt loved that. Then he would slowly go deep into my cavity with his fingers extended and let it rest at the deepest point he had been arm-fucking me earlier. He paused and made tiny movements in my ass. I couldn't tell what he was doing with those extended fingers but every little movement felt incredible. I continued to moan softly. We did this for awhile, time seemed frozen. He was guiding me down, gradually letting my intense pleasures fade off slowly with his arm still inside my very relaxed tunnel. And then he pulled out completely. His fingers then started caressing my bloated asslips, just teasing it and slowly bringing me down from my excitement to catch my breath. "Stay there," he instructed. He grabbed a towel and carefully with soft, slow movements wiped my ass, cleaning off excess lube and grease. "Give me a hit of the poppers," he instructed, "and then take another hit for yourself.". I passed the poppers-soaked towel to him and heard him inhale for a few seconds. And then he passed the towel back to me and I did the same. He reached over and kissed my cunt. He did this slowly, just his lips touching my asslips. Only the tip of his tongue would slowly slide against my asslips. The touch was so slight, so subtle, so electric with all my senses heightened from the poppers and Tina. And then he inserted his tongue and I squirmed feeling it go in my soft, velvety hole. What I had not realized was he placed a small bit of crystal on his tongue which was being pushed into my hole. He made slow love to my cunt with his tongue. He was moaning louder than me as he thoroughly enjoyed eating my ass. It was so soft and liquid at this point. He would pull out his tongue then tease my asslips slowly again, just licking the bloated lips with the tip of his tongue. At this point I had realized what had happened as the Tina gave a momentary burn and started to have effect on both of us. The burn faded quickly, covered by the intense pleasure he was giving me with his tongue to my fuckhole that was intensely sensitive. For me, my hole was even more relaxed, inviting, hungrier. I felt so open for him, my ass was a feast for his tongue to devour. He did all sorts of moves with his tongue and mouth and my hole just felt so soft, so loved. I was in ecstasy. And so was he. He loved to eat my sloppy cunt. We did this for a good while that I lost track of time as It happens with crystal. I would just breath the poppers and be in a complete relaxed state. Eventually he tired out. "Okay I think it is time for another break," he said, fingering my hole. We gathered all the gear and went back into the bedroom where a FF DVD was still playing. On the tv some hot bottom was sitting on a chair, legs spread wide as an armed fucked his hole. We laid in bed watching the hot action as he caressed and gently played with my very open fuckhole. I would watch the TV and just get hornier and relaxed, the Tina and all the previous poppers hits still flying in my body. I spread my legs further as he continued to play with my hole. "Man you have no idea how amazing your hole feels right now," he said. I moaned some more and closed my eyes. He grabbed one of my various toys near the bed. He selected one of my favorites, a loose silicone, flexible, black dildo, medium in girth and about 18" in length. He greased it up and introduced it to my very open hole. It slipped in easily as I moaned. "Do some poppers." he instructed. I did as he asked and he gently pushed the snake up my still hungry cunt. It entered easily as I could feel my hole swallow it up. "WOW! FUCK MAN!" he exclaimed. "You are just TAKING IT!!!" I loved this toy! It's not super wide or firm so it bends to match and slide into my sloppy tunnel. I could actually feel it go deeper as it curved with the bends of my deeper colon. He now had almost all of the dildo inside my hole but left about 2" for him to hold onto. "Take another breath," he said. I inhaled the poppers and immediately loosened up more. He fucked my hole with the dildo, pulling it out slowly. That felt great as my sensitive tunnel could feel it slide out. It was just the right girth that and smoothness that it would glide along my prostate. I had spasms from the intensity. He pulled all the way out. "WOW!" he said again, laughing. He pushed it back in and this time pushed it ALL in. I was so loose. I realized it was all in. It just felt complete. "Push out," he instructed. I applied a little pressure, exhaling. The long snake slid out. He pushed it back in, about two thirds into my hungry tunnel. Then he pulled it out almost all the way and them back in to the end. He fucked me like this for awhile, slow, taking our time as we watched the fisting DVD. I was just smiled widely and remarked "I love taking breaks." With that I over, giving him a deep kiss as the snake slid back in my hole. He fucked my hole with the black dildo for some time, continuously kissing me. After awhile, however, he pulled out the toy and tossed it aside, but kept playing with my hole, softly caressing the bloated lips and teasing my sensitive insides. Every now and then he would insert his dick - still super hard - and fuck me slowly while kissing my neck, squeezing my nipples, biting softly on my ear, just driving me wild. "Do you have an A-frame ladder?" he whispered into my ear. I looked at him, thought for a second, and replied "Yeah, actually I do." A few minutes later the ladder was in position, with the top fold-down shelf open in position - but instead of paint cans resting on it I placed a bottle of poppers and my poppers rag, the lube placed on a nearby side table. We positioned the ladder near my bedroom mirror, angled just right so I could get a great view of my hole in action. "Let's smoke another bowl," he suggested. We lit up and again exchanged the nasty smoke between us, doing shotguns mixed with lusty kisses, his free hand constantly feeling up my sloppy cunt. "Mmm...that feels so fuckin' good," I moaned. "Get up there," he commanded and I climbed up the ladder. He helped me up as I positioned myself nearest the top step. I got myself in place, got comfortable, held onto the ladder and pushed my ass out and dropped my torso letting gravity do its thing. From the mirror I could see my ass lips protruding and just hanging loose, relaxed and ready. He smiled into the mirror catching my gaze in the reflection. "One more thing," he said, reaching over and locating and carefully opening the bag of Tina. From the reflection in the mirror I could see him lick the tip of his index finger. He carefully dipped that finger in the bag and lightly coated it with small Tina particles and dust. Then he smiled at me in the mirror, remarking "I think I want your hole REALLY sloppy and hungry. LET'S MAKE YOUR SLUTTY CUNT BEG FOR THIS!!!" I grabbed the poppers towel and soaked it with a fresh dose from the bottle. I placed it in my mouth and slowly started breathing in, taking deep, long breaths. He placed his index finger in my hole coating the inner walls of my man pussy with the Tina dust. He pushed his finger as deeply as it could go and slowly turned it side to side, leaving it in there for a minute or so as he caressed my hole. He slid another finger in, fucked my hole in and out, then adding another finger until he had four inside my ass. Four fingers from his other hand joined in. WHOA!!! That was feeling fucking amazing as he stretched the walls of my hole. There was again the momentary burn, but it was a fantastic heat. From the mirror I could see both of his hands spreading my hole. He would pull it wide apart, leave it stretched like that for a bit as I took deep breaths. My cunt was now feeling the Tina booty coating from earlier. It was responding to his stretching, tense for a second, then my hole would relax as his fingers did their magic. "Breathe that rag deeper Boy!" He commanded. I did as I was told and my hole followed, opening up more, completely relaxed. He pushed and both his hands slid into my cunt. I was in ecstasy. I was so relaxed and high; I just felt massively full and complete in my hole. He fucked me slowly going in and out - not going deeper - just a slow, loving rhythm. I took more hits from the poppers rag and twitched my ass to give him more access. I looked in the mirror and couldn't believe what I was seeing: both of his hands fucking my very stretched hole. His hands were locked in a prayer hold, just fucking my hole super S L O W, in and out. He wasn't going for depth, just width. My hole was so relaxed that his two hands seemed totally normal up my ass. It just felt so amazing and full. He looked at the reflection in the mirror. "FUCK!!! YOUR HOLE IS SO FUCKING INCREDIBLE!" He pushed in further about three inches past the wrist. I could feel the volume inside me, large with its weight and volume, but not uncomfortable. I wanted this so bad and was so relaxed that it just felt normal, easy. I looked at the reflection and was in awe. I breathed in more poppers and he felt my hole open up more. He pulled down slowly so both hands started to peek out of my hole, really stretching my cunt. Then he pushed back in, then pulled again, never taking his hands completely out. My hole looked obscenely large as the hands would pull down. He did this for awhile as I moaned over and over, then very slowly he slid his right hand down along the left arm and pulled it out of my cunt. WOW my hole felt empty despite the other hand inside me! He pushed his left hand in further going deep now. I breathed in more poppers. He went deeper, further than he had earlier. I stared at the reflection and could see his arm snake into my hole. It was deeper now beyond his forearm, almost to the elbow. He fucked me like that just going in and out, in and out, but never pulling his entire arm out. He would adjust the pace. Slow at times, then rapid, then back to a slow rhythm. I was wiggling my ass at him. I was enjoying the fucking ride. He started to slide the fingers of his other hand in my hole while pulling out his left arm. His right arm replaced the left and he repeated the earlier fucking pattern. I kept looking at the reflection in the mirror: it was a fucking hot scene like something from one of my FF porn DVDs! Time slipped away. Eventually his arm tired out. "Hold on," he said, as he pulled out. He wiped my ass and hole with a towel. "Give me a hit of the poppers," he asked. I handed him the rag and he took a deep breath from it then passed it back to me and I did the same. And then he just dug into my hole with his mouth: rimming, licking, kissing, making love to my soft cunt with his tongue. "Let's get back to the bed'," he suggested. He helped me down from the ladder. We grabbed our shit and moved into the bedroom. I laid in bed on my stomach, the FF DVD was still playing on the screen: some amazing hole on the screen up on a sit sling, legs wide open with an arm piston fisting the bottom. We both breathed in more poppers and he slid behind me, down to my ass. He continued to rim me; it was like we were making out softly, except it was his mouth and my hole. He was bringing me down from the evening and all our partying. He was making love to my hole. He alternated with his tongue and his fingers, just caressing my ass lips, running his index finger along my crack softly, teasing it. I just moaned and moaned. Everything felt so pleasurable. I was exhausted but my hole was still horny. He moved on top of me and inserted his still hard dick and started to fuck me slowly. Then he would pull out and continue to finger me until we both drifted off into sleep.

I am generally a nice person. I literally can't hurt a fly. I shoo them away out the window. So, please don't get the wrong idea about me when I confess to what I did here. It was out of character, but I can't say I regret it. About a month ago, I saw a cute twink on adam4adam. I'm always friendly to people I message, and I show respect. I post my poz status on my profile; but I hide my pictures and unlock them only if I am likely to meet a guy. When I messaged Alan, it was a simple, "Hello. How are you tonight?" When you're poz, it's not unusual to receive a lot of hateful responses. I suppose I should be used to it. But, maybe I was just tired of it. Alan's response was "Jesus Christ. You're POZ and OLD! Leave me the fuck alone!" And then he blocked me. Okay, I'm 28, and Alan was 21. I can respect that might be too large of a gap for someone to be comfortable with, but why the rudeness? And why are some so harsh towards guys with HIV? I tried not to let it bother me, but even a couple of weeks later, when I'd see his profile, the anger would build once again. I decided someone needed to teach this rude twink a lesson. I'm lucky that I've always looked very young for my age. My friends tell me I look anywhere from 20 to 24. Good genes, I guess. And I also have a secret weapon: nobody can refuse my cock when they see it. It's only about seven inches, but it's very thick and, if I might add, very pretty also. It took some planning: I made sure to use WIFI at a coffee shop (so that the authorities would not be able to easily find me if they investigated); and I had to make sure that I used public transportation to meet him; so that he couldn't easily identify me. Creating a fake profile on a4a is just a little too easy. I decided to not use my real pictures; but pictures from another guy's profile that looked very close to my body. The similarity was uncanny. After briefly chatting over a few days (and I made it specifically seem as if I wasn't too eager), he invited me over to watch a movie and "see what happens." So, the moment of truth. We watched a movie, and I did a rather convincing job of not being too interested. He inched over on the couch as the movie played. Eventually, he was brushing up against me. I slowly reciprocated. Before I knew it, we were both taking off our clothing. His body was perfect: slim and toned, light tan skin, smooth; and a decent-sized dick; although not nearly as thick as what I was packing. "You're so hot!" he said while we continued to make out after we undressed. Yeah .. not so gross now, I thought to myself. I had never been more turned on. Even though he was hot, the plan I had in mind for him heightened the excitement. He is going to get what he deserved, I thought to myself. Making out turned to oral. As most guys do, he instantly fell in love with my cock and made a game of trying to deep throat it. The girth, however, generally makes that nearly impossible for most, and he failed at it, but he tried valiantly. "Let's go back to my room," he said and pulled me off the sofa and led me down the hall. After some 69ing, I put the plan in motion. I ate his ass with wild abandon, tongue fucking him in between my licks. His moans escalated. "Please tell me you're a top," he both said and asked. "Yeah, I am," I replied, "but I only fuck bare. Condoms make me soft." I went back to eating his ass while he considered for a few moments. "Damn, are you clean?" he asked. "Yeah, but I just met you, so I'm not sure I wanna fuck you raw - yet" I replied. I had nothing to lose here, I reasoned. "I'm clean," he tried to persuade, "I promise you won't get anything from me. I want to feel your cock so bad. it's perfect!" Right as scheduled, I thought to myself and softly directed him, "Get on your stomach." He instantly complied. I licked the back of his neck and said softly to him "Are you ready to get what you deserve?" He played along so well, "Yeah, give it to me! I'm ready!" I ate his ass for a few more minutes, while periodically adding spit to my cock; I didn't wet it as much as i usually do, though, because I wanted him to have a little more pain that the others I've fucked. In truth, I'm usually a gentle top, but in my excitement for his hot ass, coupled with my desire to make him pay, resulted in a very quick thrust into his hole. He didn't expect such a shocking sensation. "Fuck! Slow down!" he blurted. "I'm sorry," I said, but decided to continue to ram it in hard. "Hh fuck! Pull it out!" he begged. "You'll get used to it," I replied and continued to plow fast and furiously. He was trying to yell something as I relentlessly drilled him, but I couldn't make out any words. "Ohhs and unnhs'" poured out of him as I kept power-fucking his tight hole. I was a little sad to see that he was starting to enjoy it, I have to admit. The terrible pain I was causing him was clearly turning to pleasure now as he was starting to form words, "Oh FUCK! Fuck! Yeah!" I picked up the pace, and fucked him as hard as I possibly could. The little fucker was loving it, so I pulled all the way out, and slammed it all the way in. He still seemed to enjoy it. "Fuck yeah! I love it! More more!!!" he now begged. A few more all-length slams and he couldn't take any more. "I'm going to cum!" he yelled. I continued to forcefully fuck his hole as he cried out "ahhhhh...." Hearing him cum almost set me off, but I was determined to cause a little more pain before I gave him the poz load he deserved. I jackhammered his hole repeatedly. "Oh fuck! Please STOP! I already ca ..." "Almost done," I said and then jackhammered him another thirty seconds or so while his face turned bright read and he screamed with pain. "Take my load you little bitch!!!!" I yelled as I came inside him and thrust about ten more times while I filled his ass with my charged load. I left it all the way in balls-deep, as I felt my nuts drain into his ass. Finally, I pulled out. "Fuck man, that was insane," he said. I couldn't tell if he was upset or pleased by the tone of his voice, but, I didn't care. "I hope you enjoy what you got," I said as I started to dress myself. "That was incredible. I've never had such a good fuck," he conceded. Time for the last part of the plan, I thought to myself, "if you think that's hot, I know something you might like even better." "Hh yeah?" he said, still trying to catch his breath. "Have you heard of a stealth fuck?" I asked. He probably didn't, I reasoned, since he didn't even talk to poz guys. "No .. what's that?" he asked back inquisitively. "Go to breedingzone.com and search for "stealth" stories. You're gonna love it," I answered. And moments later, I made my quiet exit. Enjoy HIV, Bitch.

So some of you know me from bareback porn as Kyle Lucas and other will know me as Mark w on blakemason. Well it's now official I returned to porn on the 1st of Feb for blakemason my name.mark w will however be getting changed to Kyle Lucas

I guess that we may well do. If I don't get fucked for two days I am unbearable amd have been like that for 20 years. I don't know whether it is an addiction or "heat" but when I get that urge for cock nothing satisfies it except cock. Even my ex used to know my moods and even if he had fucked me twice he would say "you still horny" and I would say yes and he would just say go out and have fun., so I would go to the dark room and get fucked another four or five times.

I came here for sexy stories, not heartfelt narratives! Honestly though, holy crap this story is amazing.

Who are you, what do you want, where are you going... and in a way, the scariest ones are who do you serve, and who do you trust?

I would guess the "pretty boy" studios wouldn't touch him after Tegan Zayne accused him of sexual assault. Here's more info on the scene. There are links to the accusations if you don't know that story. https://www.queermenow.net/blog/topher-dimaggio-bareback-gay-porn-treasure-island-media/ UPDATE: Here a link with a preview of the scene. Topher isn't quite as cut as he used to be. Nice shots of that bare cock in a hole. https://www.mansurfer.com/video/155936/topher-dimaggio-chase-parker

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.

There is a decided mind fuck side to this question for me. Fucking for me is so much more than the physical act... at least, i want it to be. i'll 'simply' hook if that's all there is, but fucking is so much better when the rest of the couple is engaged (not just their bodies). First off, i have never liked the label "daddy." i know it has different meanings for individuals, for me it by passes who i am and is sort of ageist. I.e: ' once you get past a certain age, you're a "daddy."' To me, even the supposed positive connotation has "dom" or "top" attached to it, so i feel lost, invisible, when it's used. The term son has similar issues for me on the reverse side. I.e., the "son" becomes an idea instead of who he is and it still can be a sort of ageism to me. Roles of "dad" or "son" apart, i have experienced some awesome connection with some younger Tops. i had a fb who was more than half my age and He bred me regularly until i converted 3 years ago. That really scared Him, but He was very appreciative when i told Him. He got tested and was relieved to find out He was neg. When He was breeding me though, the dynamic was awesome. He had a maturity that blew me away and exposed age bias in me. He knew how to breed my mind and feelings and He loved the power of being a Top and knowing how to do that. There is an added element of mind fuck for me for a younger guy loving to fuck and breed an older guy emotionally and mentally. i think it's because there is a culturally unexpected connect there for both parties. i see need and desire in both Dom and sub, Top and bottom. i know a lot on both sides shy away from words like "need" when it comes to a "Dom" or "Top," because i think many associate "need" with weakness. i don't. Needing to eat or drink or breed is not a weakness, it's a natural necessity. bottoms are plentiful. Anyone who wants to breed can find and use a bottoms hole pretty easily. But getting inside of a bottoms head and emotions is a whole different level. A Top who is strong enough to not be afraid of His own desire and need ends up owning a piece of me beyond my hole. A younger guy who does that has an added dimension because it really shatters the social mental/emotional stereotype for me. There's a deeper level of, idk, power play 'humiliation?' when a younger guy locks and owns me.

Been texting this guy I met off Adam a few weeks ago. He made it sound like he wanted a LTR, we met for a coffee date originally, then the follow-up never happened. We did continue chatting, and I mentioned I was getting home tonight from an out of town trip. He offered to come to my place, and seeing that he was on the other end of the city there was no harm agreeing to him coming by. This guy is a younger guy, mid-twenties, black, shorter, and on Adam described himself as having an 8" cock and practice only listed "condom." I have no expectations of this meeting, because he seemed to want more of a dating relationship. His arrival was like the coffee date, I'm not sure how far to push things other than rubbing his leg while on the sofa. I'm hoping maybe some oral action. After he's been here about an hour, we start making out. He keeps grabbing my ass through my shorts. He eventually pulls my pants off me and I'm rock hard, he's fingering my ass. He undoes his pants and pulls them down, and makes me flip over. I don't think he's gonna go raw, maybe just rim or play with my hole. After our first meeting he told me he wanted to grab my ass but held back. Well, he doesn't hold back this time, no lube or spit, he shoves his fat cock in my ass! Fortunately I had lubed earlier so it wasn't too difficult, and thankfully he wasn't the biggest guy I've taken. I think to myself, is he just 'teasing' and gonna pull out and get a condom? Nope, he keeps going, raw. A few times I feel like he was about to cum, and didn't. He pulls out a couple times for repositions, and goes back in. At some point I decided to finger my hole and it was very wet. I asked if he came, he said he did. Didn't make a sound while coming. Methinks this guy is very stealthy and I loved every minute of it! Can't wait for the next fuck

It was three weeks before Paul's ass had recovered enough from the brutal fucking he had received at the Gang bang. In all he took over 50 loads that night and although his hole was all but destroyed he still had that itch that needed scratching. Jo could sense this and new how to help with his new friends dilemma. On the Friday after Paul had finished college Jo told him to be at his house and be ready to play. When Paul arrived he was surprised to be ushered back out of the garden and into Joes car. Jo put him in the backseat, blindfolded him and handcuffed him to the head rest. He then got into the driver's seat and drove. Paul could not tell you where they went or in what direction all he could do was estimate that they took about an hour to get there. As they pulled up he heard Paul chuckle to himself and say something about it being busy. Jo got out of the car and went round to Paul's side. He opened the door and undid the handcuffes before redoing them up behind his back. He then felt something being put around his neck and secured. It felt like a collar. Jo the helped Paul out of the car and started to guide him along some sort of path. Paul could not see anything but could feel twigs breaking underfoot. Jo then said to Paul that he was in for a good night as they were going to get him the help he needed. Jo carefully guided Paul along the path and occasionally he would brush up against bushes on either side. Although Paul could see nothing and Jo said nothing Paul felt the presence of others. All of a sudden Jo brought Paul to a stop. Paul could sense they were in some sort of clearing as the air was moving a lot freer . Paul felt Jo undo did handcuffs. Jo guided Paul backwards and Paul felt something behind him. He was told to sit and then lay back. This he did and his hands were then secured to whatever he was tied to. As he was getting use to being tied like this he could feel ropes being threaded through his wrist restraints and secured to his ankles. This would make it easier for anyone who wanted access to Paul's hole to just pull the rope with one hand which would bring his Knees up to his chest and give instant access. Paul lost all sense of time but Jo seemed to take ages with the preparations that he needed to do. Once Jo was satisfied he finally spoke to Paul. He said I'm not going to tell you where you are but I will tell you that anyone that knows about this place is a dirty sick minded fucker. I have secured you to an alter. Tonight you are going to be enrolled into the house of the devil himself. You will be ritually used by the elders of the group in anyway they see fit. Each and every one of them will give you a blood slam. This will not be an easy ride but you will be given your best friend to make it as pleasurable as possible. No one will care about you. You are in the middle of nowhere so you can be as vocal as you like. When they have finished you will be changed in mind and appearance. I will give you this one and only chance to leave now. If you choose this then we will part here and never see each other again . Jo stopped talking and it was a while before Paul realised he was waiting for an answer. Paul took a deep breath and then said I give myself freely. Jo leant forward and kissed Paul passionately. When he stopped he said Goodbye Paul, see you on the other side. Before Paul could comprehend what Jo had said he heard another man's voice. Brothers we are here tonight to admit this list sole into our demonic care. To help him finally take the path he was destined to follow. I ask the welfare officer to step forward and prepare our candidate for the ritual ahead. Paul felt someone approach and could break something wet being brushed across the whole front of his body. He then felt a razor being used and he was completely shaved until he was bare apart from the hair on his heard. He then felt the ropes being pulled to present his hole. Again this was shaved clean. The ropes were released and his legs lowered. His legs were then stretched apart giving easy access to his cock n balls. The man who had spoken previously then spoke again. Brothers you can now see that our candidate has been shaved in order that our lord and master will not be offended by the unsightly hair. Brother welfare officer prepare the candidate for the next stage of his initiation. Paul felt the welfare officer wrap his hands around his balls making sure he had got both oh his large eggs in his sac. He then felt the welfare officer tie then off very tightly causing Paul to yell in pain. The welfare officer then stopped to await further instructions . Brothers our lord and master is nothing but merciful so in order that our initiate can endure what has to happen he has agreed to make him comfortable. Brother welfare officer make this happen. As Paul felt his left bicep being tied off he heard voices around him start to chant the Lord master is merciful. The lord master is merciful. This continued as Paul felt his arm being wiped and the prick into the crook of his arm. The tie was released and Paul felt it. He tasted it. The rush was big. His heart felt as if it was bursting from his chest. Although he was blindfolded he could see stars shooting before his eyes. He gasped and coughed. The chanting stopped as Paul rode the rush. This slam was strong. Paul could feel the heat rising. He could feel the urge becoming more intense his hole was starting to pulsate. Paul could not stand it any more and started to try and shout for someone to fuck him. Whilst that's what Paul thought he was saying in reality it was just slurring as the slam had taken Paul to a place he had not visited before. Was this heaven or hell. Paul could not comprehend what was happening to him. As the drugs took hold he went completely limp and lay there gently moaning. The voice spoke again. Brothers to admit this sole into our fold there must be nothing that gets in the way of the hole that the master may desire. To this end as the initiates roll will be to recieve rather than give his balls must be removed. Brother welfare officer continue Paul's balls were then injected and saline was injected into then. The welfare officer then picked up a quarterising scalpel and swiftly started to remove Paul's balls and Sac. Paul had no idea what was happening as he was so high. In just over 45 minutes the welfare officer had completed the task and as he stood back to admire his work he declared that the entrance for the master was no longer obstructed. The voice the continued. As stated earlier the lord and master is merciful so he has permitted the initiate to keep his cock. However as he will never need to use it to pleasure others it will be concealed forever. Brother welfare officer make this happen. Paul's cock was easy to handle as it was shrunk to nothing due to the drugs. However the welfare officer chose a cage that was two sizes smaller than what was needed and squeezed Paul's cock into its confines. His cock was completely encased and firmly licked in place. The voice spoke again. Brothers the initiate is now ready. Before he meets our Lord and master he must be greeted individually by each and every one of us. In order of rank each member will approach the candidate and present his arm to the welfare officer. The welfare officer will then give each of you a slam and then using the same needle draw 5cl of blood. The welfare officer will then inject your DNA into the initiate before you them impregnate him and give him your seed. After each donation the well-being of the initiate will be checked upon and then the next person can take his turn. To ensure the comfort of the initiate at the start the welfare officer will now brush his hole to help ease the first donors gifts into his body. The welfare officer then picked up the brush that was coated in Tina and without ceremony rammed it into Paul's hole. The sudden shock and pain over rode the drugs and Paul screamed out which echoed around the enclosure. The welfare officer did not stop and as he continued the drugs on the brush quicky were absorbed into his system. Paul became higher still if it was at all possible and started to moan put loud. The brush was pulled out of his hole and held for all your see. They all chanted that the Lord and master was merciful. The voice then stated that the donations would now be taken. The welfare officer stepped away from Paul. The first donor to approach was a tall , black stud. He had muscles on muscles and what was hanging between his legs would make a stallion envious. He presented his arm to the welfare officer. It was tied off. The needle was placed into the vein and his slam was administered and the blood was retrieved. The needle was removed and placed into a cannula that had been inserted into Paul's hand. The welfare officer indicated that the first donation had been given and it was ok to impregnate the initiate. The guy then approached Paul's hole and shoved his fingers into Paul's hole. He withdrew them and they were coated in blood. He wiped this around the head of his cock , placed it at the entrance to his hole and whilst chanting I ease the way for my lord and master he rammed the hole 18 inches balls deep in one thrust. Paul's body tensed, he screamed out loud but this was replaced very quicky by moans of pleasure with each thrust the stud made. After about 15 minutes the guy then said again I ease the way for my lord and master and with an almighty road deposited a massive load deep into Paul's guts. It was a huge load and although it was Paul's first load of the evening it started to leak out around the man's huge cock. The man withdrew and the Welfare officer checked on Paul. This same routine then continued until Paul had been seeded by everyone present. In all Paul had taken 13 loads. He had been fucked by cocks if all sizes and throughout apart from his initial peneyration all he did was lay and moan. He was kept high throughout the 8 hours of ritual fucking by being given more slams. The original slam would have been enough to see most people through a similar session but Paul was kept super high. The voice spoke and he said. Brothers you have all made your donation. The merciful Lord and Master is pleased and thanks you all. The initiate will now be untied and taken to the ante chamber to await his ultimate gift from the Lord and Master . Paul was untied and helped to his feet he was then led away to meet the Lord and master

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

As luck would have it - he wound up being my first fuck too, and he grinned at my approach like he had at Logan. Given the cum dripping from his hole at that point, I simply plowed in balls deep, which got me a loud "Fuck YEAH, Papa Bear!" followed by a near whispered "Pound my faggot fuckhole full of your toxic seed, Bubba; make me one of your cumdumps!" His southern accent wasn't strong (and I'm no expert so I couldn't tell exactly where from), but it was in line with his redneck look. As I started plowing, I responded "Hell yes, you bug chasin' otter-pig; you're gonna get my biggest charged load of the night, and the men who breed you after me will keep churning my poison in your guts!" Though he was obviously sloppier than when Logan had mounted him, I immediately saw what he'd meant about this hole; it was easy to ram in balls-deep, and it was clearly slick 'n sloppy with multiple hot loads now... but it still somehow felt tight, gripping my thick shaft almost like I do when I jerk off. I caught motion in my peripheral vision and glanced over to see Logan about to mount the wolf-pup; despite having already taken a number of loads, he yelped a loud "Ay, papi!" as Logan plowed in to the pubes; that at least answered the ethnic question. I reached forward to grab the chains at the head of the sling, and as I did the otter grinned again and said "You smell as good as that furry biker, Papa Bear!" He'd had his arms at his sides, but now raised them to put his hands over mine... and the powerful musk from those hairy pits of his hit me. "DAMN, pig - you're one to talk about US smellin' good!" "Takes one to know one, I guess." He quickly moved his hands when I let go of the chains; I dipped my hands into those rank pits, then brought them to my face and inhaled deeply as I rubbed the sweat into my beard. As I reached for a second dose, one palm trailed across his nipple on that side and while he didn't gasp or make any kind of visible display, I could feel his fuckhole clenching and twitching around my cock... and I knew what had to happen. I motioned to one of the attendants and asked him to adjust the musk-otter's jock; his cock had gotten hard from the fucking, but it was trapped in what had to be an uncomfortable bend - and while he hadn't complained, I planned to make him nut and I didn't want any unnecessary impediments. (To insure neither the bottoms nor the tops were stroking a bottom off, only the attendants were allowed to make such adjustments. I thought that was a little weird, but I understood the idea.) That done, I started humping him harder, which tended to make him bounce away from me ... until I latched onto his nipples with a firm grip. That DID make him gasp and his hole clench down on my cock with surprising ferocity; I rolled them between my forefinger and thumb, increasing the pressure until his expression said it was edging into uncomfortable, then backing off a bit. Being held in place by his nipples, my pounding sent shock waves through his body - and when I glanced down, his cock was absolutely rock hard (and significantly bigger than I'd figured) with precum freely drooling through the mesh pouch of his classic style sports jock. (Personally, I prefer jocks with a cotton pouch; they stink/stain up so much better - but that's me.) "Fuck-ing-HELL, Papa Bear! Are those your hands or fucking vice-grips?!" "They're my paws - and along with this big bear cock, I'm gonna make you nut for me, faggot!" (That word also made his hole go berzerk on my cock.) "Yeah, fuckhole - I love the way torquing your tits makes your hole try to suck the toxic seed out of me!" "Breed me, Poz Bear! Knock me up with your demon seed!" "Not 'til you nut for me, faggot!" It seemed clear to me he didn't want to cum yet - I figured like many men, once he'd shot his load his hole would become especially sensitive or maybe he'd lose interest in further fucking - but he was obviously chasing hard, and wouldn't want to pass up more potentially charged loads... and the Evil Bear in me wanted to make him have to work for those loads through whatever kind of challenge cumming early on would be for him. Working his nipples had clearly brought him to the edge along with my jackhammer pounding his ass, but I needed something else to push him over the edge. Our gazes were locked, and impulsively I hawked and spat square in his face. "AAAAAUUGH!!!!" he bellowed, as a huge shot of jism blasted out of his cock, hit the jock mesh and turned into a spray of droplets that landed from his eyebrows on down. A second, even bigger volley sprayed all over him and the scent of his cum in addition to the sight of those impressive loads pushed me over the line - and I roared, rammed in as deep as I could and pumped my lethal seed even deeper into his bug-hungry hole. As he felt my hot scum filling him, that reinforced his own orgasm and several more hefty shots of otter cum spattered across his beard and torso. In all, I planted about 5 doses of contaminated cum in him, which I made sure to distribute well in his gut with some final thrusts. I leaned forward and he and I swapped spit for a few moments, and then I turned my head away from the camera so I could whisper "You won't regret coming with the biker and me later", to which he responded "Got it!" I hauled myself back to my feet and winked at him as I tasted some of his cum that had transfered to my pelt when I was face to face with him. I pulled out of him with a bit of a pop that made him twitch, and as I moved to the exit he signaled the attendants for a 10 minute break, and water. As it happened, the guy who'd remarked on Logan "showing off" was next up and seemed annoyed that he was going to have to wait a bit for either the musk-otter to recover or another hole to open up; too bad for him, and I made a mental note to remark on his bad attitude to Nate. On the other end of the attitude spectrum was the blonde bear who'd had the rimming session with Logan; he was grinning at me and said "Awesome fuck, man - love how you made that pig cum all over himself. And damn if you don't smell as good as that other furry beast!" "He and I are good friends with similar tastes that way... and since you like it...." I interlaced my fingers and stretched up, presenting both of my dripping pits, and he went for 'em like a hungry dog after a bone... and his own bone was soon dripping hard as he beard-buffed my pits... and despite having just blown my load, he started me on my way to my next hardon. "I'd love to get my face in that hairy ass of yours!" he said when he came up for air. "I'd love that too - but how about we save that for a little later, when I might need help gettin' ready to breed whichever pig comes up third for me? Just watching you and Logan in your butt-munchin' 69 earlier got me hot - I can only imagine that actually getting this beard in my crack and your tongue in my hole - and mine in yours! - will have me ready to breed butt in short order!" "It's a plan, then. I can't tell you how hot it is for me that there are TWO really musky men on the team; it's uncommon to find guys who smell so good." "Oh, just wait for your turn with the dude I just fucked! He stinks as good as Logan or I; you'll love it!" He grinned, and I went on "But I have to ask - for someone who likes manstink, why don't you have much yourself?" He groaned. "It's my job - I work with a bunch of prissy types and they'd throw a fit; one guy who used to work there actually got complaints made about him to HR because he let slip that didn't wear deodorant! Not that he actually smelled - it was entirely in their minds. Fortunately, I'm at a somewhat higher level so they're reluctant to bitch if there's no actual issue... but I still have to be muskless for work. But even when I go camping, say, and don't bathe for a week or more - I still don't really stink the way I'd like. Guess it's like so many other things - big beards, hairy bodies, thick dicks - some guys get it, some don't." "True enough, I suppose. I'm lucky enough to be self-employed so I can stink as much as I like most of the time. I'd be happy to have you wallow in my stink whenever you like - and for that matter, I could lend you a really ripe t-shirt when you'll have a chance to wear it for a few days straight and see if maybe we can pump up your musk." "That would be great! Hey, I'm getting close to my next fuck; can I get another turn in those pits?" I just grinned and raised my arms again....

I'd had to park about a block from the party house and as I approached, a Lyft car dropped off Logan. "What timing, eh?" he grinned. His jeans did nothing to hide the fact he was running at least half hard - that, and the wet spot that had soaked through any underwear he had on to show clearly on the faded denim. I pointed it out and he said "Fuck, man - the way my dick drools I'm over being embarrassed about it. The one use I have for rubbers is if I'm going somewhere I really can't be showing a wet spot, I'll put one on to catch it. Going to a fuck party? Not even wearing underwear." As it turned out we were the first tops to arrive and the host - Nate - showed us to where we could strip down and get ready before heading into the "bullpen" while we waited for the rest of the guests to arrive and everything to get started. Some tops went in for fetishwear - leather, rubber or whatever, partly because Nate insisted all tattoos that suggested a poz man be covered - but Logan had decided to keep it simple: "My boots, fur and B.O. is all I'm gonna have on." I'd decided to do mostly the same - to show off my thick silver pelt - but I added a pair of raunchy boxers I liked to wear while fucking; I figured there'd be plenty of cum splashback after the pigs had been bred a few times and I liked the idea of having that added to my fuck shorts. Nate had set an early and narrow arrival window, to keep "gay time" from delaying the start of the party; anyone who was late simply didn't get in and if it was without a good (and verifiable) explanation they'd simply be dropped from consideration. That might seem a recipe for killing a gay party given how many gay men are, frankly, flakes - but the stories people told about his events kept the interest high. I did notice he tended to lean rather heavily on dependable regulars - like me - and people those regulars recommended - like Logan - for his tops. Still, it seemed to work. Nate tended to pick bottoms of a similar nature for a given party and had a knack for picking a slate of tops for them; fortunately for Logan, this party featured young men in the cub-to-otter range, all with facial hair and hairy-assed. Logan had been lucky; Nate had run into trouble getting commitments from enough tops - and I had a good track record for recommending reliable people, so he took a chance. Normally, he liked to have men attend one of his less structured bareback parties to see how they did before inviting them to a more focused breeding event. As other men drifted in, I explained to Logan that the only party our host threw that was more exclusive was one bottom and a bunch of tops; for that, the bottom had to commit to taking all the tops as long as there were any that still wanted to fuck. In this case, a bottom could "tap out" after taking a minimum number of loads based on the top/bottom ratio and after all the tops had gotten at least one turn with each pig. Short of that they could signal for a 10 minute break in between fucks - the only things they were permitted to do while getting fucked is ask for water, poppers or more lube; they had to take the fuck the way the top wanted to give it. Nate supervised their cleanouts, so it was very rare that the only other reason for a break - a cleanout failure - would be relevant. He also had a queuing system that he'd explained to me once - it was a little complicated but struck me as a fair way to manage this kind of party so the bottoms' holes stayed full and made sure each top had a chance at all the bottoms - and for that matter, maximized the bottoms' exposure to the poz breeders. To get around revealing who was gifting the virus, all the tops were told to talk as if they were poz. (While there was nothing to keep a top from hooking up with one of the bottoms after the party and revealing his status - at least DURING the party, the pigs wouldn't know who was delivering charged loads, so they'd have to work for all of them.) The tops' room had a monitor showing the three fuck positions (the bottoms could choose between a sling or a fuck bench; in this case, they'd all gone with slings) and the queue showing what top was up next - and would indicate if the first man had to be bypassed because the next bottom to be available was one he'd already bred. Once every top had bred every hole, it went to simple rotation and once enough tops had called it quits, the last few tops had free choice. I wondered if Logan would personally knock out any bottoms - by which I mean once the bottoms could call it a night, doing so right after he'd bred them. Nate had told me that the queue was randomly generated - but he reserved the right to make "adjustments"; I noticed that one way or another Logan was up first, which meant he got free choice of the three pigs; the second man could pick either of the remaining two, and the third man had to take the last available hole. The three little pigs were hot in different ways; all of them were wearing jockstraps, because this was entirely about their fuckholes, and a reminder to the tops that if the bottoms wanted to cum, they had to do it exclusively from getting plowed. One looked like a hairy, bearded frat boy jock type with medium brown fur on a reasonably athletic body and a slightly darker beard; good looking but kind of generic, in my view. Another was more defined and muscular - the kind I might call a "wolf-pup" and with darker skin (I couldn't make up my mind between middle-eastern and latino), a broad, bushy black moustache and heavy stubble with a dense black chest pelt. The last one - and the one I figured Logan would make a beeline for - was an inked-up, rednecky looking otter with a shaved head, a big bushy long goatee and really hairy pits and ass; not too much hair on his chest - just a "torso T", but I knew that thickly furred butt crack of his would get Logan's attention... and I was right. I was a little surprised that the hot wolf-pup was the last chosen, but then I recalled that the top second in line had a thing for college boys, so there you go. The otter got a big grin on his face when he saw the biker grizzly with dick drool streaming from his rock-hard cock stomping in his direction. The grin got even bigger and he gave a whoop as Logan rammed his dripping cock to the pubes in the otter's lubed up hole; his expression shifted to one of blissed-out pleasure as Logan started pounding. The otter's vocalizations became non-verbal grunts as his eyes glazed over, staring directly into Logan's eyes. Normally, with a half-day break Logan would fire his first load fairly quickly - but even his rapid-fire had been slowed a bit by the amount of fucking he'd been doing lately and it took him a good 15 minutes of pounding before his trouser snake filled the otter's hole with hot venom; both of the other tops in the first wave had already shot and been replaced, and one of the men in the waiting room muttered "Show-off!" when Logan finally lumbered out of the fuck space. I smirked internally - if he thought THAT was showing off, the guy was going to be amazed as the night went on. The rules forbade any sucking or fucking amongst the tops - but one of the men down the list (just above me) went over to Logan and told him how "fucking awesome" he smelled, and in very short order the two of them were in an energetic rimming 69, having agreed on a "back off" signal so neither would waste a load that belonged in one of the pigs. The man had a full, thick blond beard and seemed to be wallowing in soaking it with the sweat in Logan's hairy crack. They set off more interaction amongst the tops - nipple chewing, deep kissing, mutual stroking, etc. - centered on the men up next, so they could walk into the fuck room raging hard and ready to breed; the quicker those tops came, the sooner the ones still waiting would get some (or more) ass. After Logan's hole-munching 69 broke up, he came over and said "Don't know about the other two yet, but that otter's got an AMAZING hole; I'm looking forward to hearing what you think of him."

Oh for fucks sake! Did you die mid word!?

I had gotten dressed, and then with my cunt plugged and my cock locked, left Sir’s apartment. He had given me an address a few blocks away and no other information. My heart was pounding and my cock was drooling through the slit in my cage. I had no idea what to expect. Holding the fat plug in my well used hole made it difficult to walk as quickly as I wanted to but I made it to my destination quickly. The plug pulled at my hole as I walked. I loved it, it felt like I was still getting fucked. I rang the apartment number Sir had given me. The door buzzed open, and I walked in. The apartment was on the third floor of the walk up, and looking at the stairs I felt my hole contract around the plug knowing the struggle I was going to have keeping it in and getting up the stairs. The plug banged against my prostate each time I climbed a step and by the time I got to the third floor I was out of breath, and my cock was leaking so bad that there was now an obvious wet spot in my shorts. I knocked quietly on the door to the apartment and it swung almost immediately open. I was a little taken aback to be greeted at the door by a twink who had to be barely 21. “Come in,” he said, smiling. He had light sandy blonde hair, bright blue eyes and wore nothing but a jockstrap. His thin body was almost entirely hairless apart from a little blonde trail sticking up from the band of his jock. “Take off your clothes,” he commanded as he closed the door. “Yes Sir,” I said and pulled my shirt off over my head. He laughed lightly and smiled a broad toothy smile, “I’m no Sir. I’m a pig cunt like you, well like you’re going to be.” He pulled the front of his jock down to reveal a shockingly tiny metal cage where his cock should be. “Sir is waiting for you in the bedroom. He loves breaking in new boys. Although,” he reached behind me and patted the base of the plug, “from what I hear you’re pretty broken in already tonight. Just through there," he instructed, gesturing towards a half-open door at the end of the hall. The twink walked away through another door, and I walked down the hall. I opened the door to find a dark basically empty room on the other side. The only thing in the room was something I had only seen in porn videos before, a sling. “Get in the sling faggot, I don’t have all night,” said a deep voice from behind me. I turned around to find myself face to face with a handsome black man of about my height. He had a square jaw and clean-shaven face. His hair was so short it was basically stubble. He was stouter than Sir but looked strong as hell. My eyes continued south to his cock. I almost gasped. I can only describe his cock as mammoth. He had the dimensions of a tall boy of beer. My cunt throbbed around my plug and a string of precum oozed from my dick. “Get the fuck in the sling,” he said again, and came towards me. I backed-up into the sling and then, grabbing me by the waist, he tossed me into it. Automatically I flung my legs up and stuck my feet in the loops in the chain. “Look at this fucking cunt. Michael’s done a good job cunting you so far. I see why he sent you to me. Normally he waits a couple of days before sending me a new boy. My cock tends to make them nervous but in the end, they all end up begging me for my seed. Do you want my seed too boy?” “Yes Sir!” “You want me to breed this pathetic faggot pussy, and pump you full of my cum?” “Yes Sir!” “Good. Push that plug out of your cunt then boy. I wanna see your pussy gape.” I closed my eyes and pushed, slowly at first and then harder. The plug was stuck deeper than I had realized and it took a forceful push to get the base past my cunt ring. Once it did though the plug shot from my hole and landed on the floor below with a dull thud. I could tell my pussy was gaping open. It felt cold and I could feel air inside myself. “Fuck. You sure you only started wrecking this cunt today?” “Yes Sir. I’d never been fucked raw before today.” “Damn bitch. Your cunt was made for this then. You’ve already got the lips of a blown-out pussy. It took my bitch months to get this sloppy.” He rubbed his fat cock head against my pussy and moaned. Without any effort, his head was slipping in and out of my hole. Being plugged for so long along with the loads I was still holding inside of me had made me looser and wetter than I knew was possible. He dropped a big wad of spit onto his cock and, looking me dead in the eyes, slammed his cock balls deep into my cunt. I groaned, his cock was wider than Sir’s and possibly longer. My pussy stretched just a little bit more than it had been before. I loved it. I didn’t have to wait to get used to it. There was no pain, just the glorious feeling of my hole stretching around a beautiful, perfect cock. He pulled his cock completely out of my hole, and turning to the open door shouted, “Get in here boy.” The twink appeared almost instantly in the door way. Now completely naked, his silver cock cage glinting in the light. Without being told the boy fell to his knees next to the sling and opened his mouth. The man shoved his cock down the boys throat and at the same time shoved four fingers into my cunt, “Lick this boy's cunt juice off my cock and get me wet again for his pussy.” After a few minutes, he tore his cock from the boy’s greedy mouth and replaced his probing fingers with his cock in one deep stab. I grunted again. The boy got up off the floor and walked over to the corner of the room where there was a small chest of drawers. He grabbed a phone and started taking video. The man was pulling his cock completely from my hole and slamming it back in over and over again. I was a whimpering mess and the twink was zooming in on my face to catch every moment of my ecstasy. “Come over here and film this boy’s cunt. He’s going to want to see his pussy take my cock later.” The twink moved next to his Sir as he changed his pace and started quickly hammering me. I felt like he was slowly pulling my guts out of my body, like my internal organs were being rearranged for me and there was nothing I could do about it. My moans changed to yells and his cock slammed past my second hole breaking me open. My legs were shaking and my arms had gone limp. I couldn’t move or do anything. The rocking of the sling kept ramming me back harder and harder onto his cock. I had completely dissolved into a silent mess by the time he said, “I hope you’re ready for this seed boy. I’m going to change your life.” He grabbed the chains and pulled me to a stop as he bottomed out deep inside my cunt. Growling, he pumped his seed into me as far as he could. My body felt numb but my hole was alive with electricity. I felt his cock swell with each pump, and I swear I could feel his flooding me. When his cock finally stopped throbbing he shook his head a little and breathed for a minute. Then he withdrew his cock from my cunt and left the room saying to his boy “Plug that faggot up and send him back to his Master.” The twink picked the plug up from where it had fallen on the floor and pushed it back inside me. I barely felt pressure now, my hole just welcomed it back inside me. He then helped me out of the sling and handed me my clothes. Just before opening the front door he said, “You did really well. Your Sir will be pleased.

Ok. So here’s the thing. Recently I have been hornier than usual. I mean really, really, REALLY fucking horny. Wanking at all times during the day. Idly playing with myself as I drift off to sleep and then always waking up with a steel bar between my legs. The thing is I’m a bottom. Always have been. I get way more pleasure out of taking cock and making someone else cum. Its just the way I am wired. I also work really shitty hours so late night cruising and weekends are things that happen to other people. This morning however I couldn’t take it any more. I needed release so I got up extra early, like an hour and a half early. Got myself ready for work all suited and booted and got in the car. I knew I was headed for the cruising ground before I even started the engine. I had plenty of time before I needed to point myself in the direction of work. So I drove in the dark down the empty roads and finally pulled into the car park. Its a picnic area, wide open and frequented at nights by all sorts. As it was a spur of the moment decision I expected it to be really quiet but there were a few cars sitting there in the dark. I pulled into a space, checked my phone and glanced at some of the other dark vehicles for tell-tale signs of activity. After about 5 minutes another car pulled alongside mine and the driver got out walked straight over to my car and stood there rubbing his crotch right next to my window. As I looked up I realised this was a guy I’d hooked up with here a few times before and I was suddenly much more interested. I opened the door and we greeted each other and without any more said I had fished his nice hard cock out and started sucking him from my drivers seat. I love public play but he’s always been a little more selective about what he does in the open. After asking to climb in to my car we started really making out. Kissing, stroking, licking and slowly stripping each other like it was the end of the best date ever. I soon had his nice 7” back in my mouth and was working up and down him as he ran his hands over my naked arse. Spreading and teasing my hole as I sucked him harder he kept up saying how nice my hole felt and how he wanted to fuck me. I kept groaning and nodding my head as he talked dirty to me hoping he’d take the hint and take control. After a few minutes I decided to push thing forward because he was clearly enjoying the blowjob and didn’t seem to be fussed which end he buried his cock into me. I needed more. So I told him so. I flat out told him I was crazy horny and I needed him to fuck me. Like I said he isn’t in to public play so he got his clothes straightened out and told me to follow him down the road to a much quieter spot. I agreed instantly because I knew once he started fucking me he would pound the living fuck out of me before he finished, certainly he had in the past. Once we pulled off the road I quickly stripped for him so he knew I was his for the taking and I climbed out of my car and presented myself for his pleasure. He called me a slut, which I agreed with, and he spat on his hand and rubbed it all over his cock before bending me over the bonnet of my car and pressing his cockhead to my ring. Fuck! Thats what I was needing. He shoved in all the way and I opened up easily to take him. He grabbed my hips and started bucking his hips against me. No sounds to start with but the slapping of his flesh on mine. Pretty soon I was panting and moaning as he picked up the pace. My fingers were clawing at the shiny surface of my car as he fucked me and I was pushing myself back to meet his eager dick. I couldn’t help myself and I reached down and yanked my cock and within about three pulls I shot a hot torrent of my spunk all over my car radiator crying out in purest pleasure at my release. I must have clenced my hole pretty tight as I came because there was a groan from behind me and after two or three hard thrusts I felt him press hard against me and collapse over me kissing my neck as his cock pulsed inside me. After he had pulled out and tidied himself up we said out goodbyes and I set about straightening myself up for work wondering if i could make it there without soaking my trousers with the cum load currently swimming around inside my fuckhole. Either way I had just had a fantastic fuck and it made my day at work so much better knowing I had a hot spunk deposit deep inside me for the day. I need more early starts.

HIV is fairly fragile, but given the right environment it can stay active for a long time. Unfortunately the rectum is a pretty perfect environment for HIV to thrive. If a guy takes a poz load, it will be infectious in him until it’s gone, IE, cleared out by a bowel movement. If the bottom is on PrEP, the virus is unable to reproduce, and will just be cleared out. If they are not, and the bottom becomes infected, it would start reproducing in them, and they would become infectious to others in approx 1-2 weeks. The caveat here is if the top is undetectable. The virus cannot become more virulent without infecting the receiver, so an undetectable is still very low to no risk because there is almost no virus present, and not enough to infect the bottom or another top.

Just back from a trip to Las Vegas , it really is sin city. Woke up with early in the COSMO with jet lag early on Christmas Day , BF still asleep. When on to BBRTS and saw there was a hot 40's ex forces DILF in the hotel. Neither of us could accommodate so we arranged to meet on a conference floor by the lift. He was there first , I wasn't disappointed , cute little ass . We found a toilet in a quiet corner , and moved in to the disabled cubicle. He pulled his pants down to show a lovely sort white ass , cheeks like 2 floury rolls , he started playing with him self so I pushed him round so that I could finger his ass. He lubed him self up and started sniffing poppers , I just pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my very hard cock in to him. Not much resistance , I was soon balls deep. As I handnt cum for a fews days I had a very full load , he was nervous because the toilet was very public and kept begging me to load him up. I pushed him over to get a good handle and he grabbed the support rails (always an advantage of disabled toilets. I fucked him deep and came in him in 4-5 spurts.

Here: "If an Alpha sashayed into my room at the baths and bred me, and then informed me, “Your ass belongs to me now an no one else,” I would 1) be inclined to giggle, 2) thank him for the compliment but explain that my ass is public property dedicated to the common good and the enjoyment of everone, and 3) ask him to please step outside because others were waiting to fuck me. - or if no on was waiting, ask if he wanted another round..." Oh, and no Alpha would claim an ass at the baths. I already talked in a previous post about the problem of asses being bred by multiple Alphas. I honestly feel like you haven't met many Alphas, and that's why you create a topic asking this question or opening the discussion and why we don't understand each other. It almost feels like this thread is a cry for ownership. Which is not bad. But it speaks volumes about another, deeper issue: people are fucking more but connecting less. And Alphas are not measured by the amount of holes they fuck but the amount of holes they mark. I truly don't think the baths are a place for Alphas. If it's not about the amount of loads collected and your purpose is to serve men, then you wouldn't be "inclined to giggle" if an Alpha bred you and claimed your ass for himself. And no one ever said that serving others was a walk in the park; you always have to sacrifice something. But then again, no Alpha would claim an ass at a bathhouse.

I guess the short answer to your question would be no, not all tops have the right to bottoms' asses, simply because absolutely nobody can deny each person's individuality and free will. That's where consent takes a major role, whether consciously or unconsciously, explicit or not. Maybe we can get confused with bottoms who identify themselves as objects (garbage, either) for the mere pleasure of all men, but in this case I believe that the original free will was taken from them by a man, men, or someone else at an early developing stage, and that morphed their individuality into something else. Having said that, I've read all the replies in this thread and haven't seen one person make the distinction between alpha an beta males, and that's extremely important in this scenario. Assuming there's consent from both ways (even Dom tops make a decision at some point in their lives to be dominant fuckers), only alphas will take the initiative and claim asses for themselves. If a man doesn't hunt for holes and take them for himself, then he's half a man, he's a beta. So don't confuse them and speak as if all tops were the same. We alphas can almost smell sluts from far away, so we can identify cumdumps when we see one; and if we want them, we take them. Also, another important difference is, well, we're at a bareback website: cum. Willingly and vehemently injecting an ass (not a mouth) with our seed is how we OWN a bottom, how we acquire the right to them as holes for our needs. So basically we could say that, if there's consent, alphas (and not any regular guy claiming to be a top) will choose the cumdumps they want to own, but will only have the right to these holes once they breed them. Once an ass is bred, the alpha can claim it whenever he wants, and here there's no consent valid anymore. Now the problem comes when a bottom is bred by many alphas, because his rightful owners could claim him at the same time, and that would be inconvenient to say the least, but that's another topic.

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Slut, Fag Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): Na. Kik prideboy98 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): 64138 Times you're generally not available: varies Age: 20 Height: 511 Weight: 155lbs Ethnicity: white Neg bttm looking for poz loads or any stds I can get. No limits. As nasty or dangerous as you want.

Fuck yeah! Wish I was the boy who got raped and pozzed in this story

My boyfriend and I have been together for seven years now and what a change those years have brought. I'm 30 now and still described as a little Puerto Rican muscle boy. I'm five and a half feet tall, and weigh in at 185 pounds, with a 46" chest 32" waist and 17 1/2" biceps and a beer can thick uncut seven inches. A real little fireplug. My BF is ten years older and the total opposite: he is six feet tall, a blond blue eyed German with a lean muscular body and a beautiful cut nine inch dick. When we first met I was a total top but through the years we've somewhat changed (with the help of a few of his buddies), and now I'm almost a total bottom and he's the vers top. We've had an open relationship for about three years now which is what led to us both getting pozzed. It started out with threesomes because the bf really gets off on watching me get fucked (usually safe) and sucking dick and swallowing loads of course. Of late it has also involved bondage with me being hand cuffed or tied up and getting used by one or two guys before my partner took his turn. He rarely gets fucked anymore but will join in and suck dick when he's really turned on, if only to keep the waiting tops hard enough to get a condom on and fuck me. He has let a few guys put a raw dick in me with the understanding that they'll pull out and cum in my mouth. He's been the only one allowed to cum in my ass. This is where the problem started. Our agreement up until last week had been that we only fooled around together or, if I was to do it alone, I would tell him all about it in detail and even take pics or video if I could, and I could NEVER let the guy cum in my ass. Last week the boyfriend was out of town for days and I was horny as hell so I trolled Craigslist for a while until I found what I thought was the perfect match: a black body builder, a total top, six three in height, 250 pounds of muscle with a thick 11 1/2" piece of meat. He specifically stated he couldn't host, and preferred it RAW and nasty. When I responded, he sent me a link to his online profile. Once I saw his pics I was hard and dripping at the thought of worshiping his cock. I send him a few photographs of me. He responded saying he wanted to split open my ass. I sat nervously in the apartment waiting...especially since I've never had a guy over when my boyfriend wasn't there. I just couldn't help myself at the thought of pushing my limits with that gigantic ebony tool. I asked my date beforehand if I could set up the webcam to take video for my boyfriend. He replied he was fine with a webcam, as long as he could wear a leather hood to hide his identity. As far as I was concerned that only made it hotter. I was so excited I was pacing back and forth in the apartment waiting for the downstairs buzzer to ring but the phone rag instead and it was my 'date' asking me to buzz him in and leave the door unlocked. He went further telling me I should go into the bedroom strip naked and kneel at the end of the bed with my eyes closed and wait for him to get into his gear in the other room. Of course I did as I was told. There I was on my knees in my OUR bedroom naked with the webcam on waiting on my knees with my hands behind my back waiting to be cuffed and used by a total stranger. What had I gotten myself into? I heard the bedroom door open then a giant hand grab my arm and put the cuffs on me. A deep rough voice commanded "Open your eyes, boy, and get ready to take a few loads." There he was towering in front of me: the most beautiful black muscle god I had ever seen. He was wearing a leather hood with slits for his eyes and mouth. He was also wearing a black leather jock with a removable pouch. He walk toward me and ripped off the pouch exposing his already growing monster meat and grabbed the back of my head and said "Take it all, NOW, and get me hard with the back of your throat." With that he thrust the huge shaft all the way into my open mouth until I choked and gasped for air. I was being throat-fucked like an episode of gag-the-fag and he just kept pounding away and getting off on me drooling and choking and my eyes tearing up. After five or ten minutes he commented "Damn boy, I'm gonna shoot the first load down your faggot throat and you'd better swallow every drop and and then keep sucking and get ready for the second load in your little muscle butt." Then it suddenly happened....torrents of cum hitting the back of my throat while he pushed in as far as he could go while screaming " swallow every drop bitch " . He told told me to keep my mouth on it so he'd stay hard. After a few minutes he started to go soft so I sucked harder and he told me to ease off as he had to piss. I tried to pull off, but he grabbed the back of my head again and said "Start swallowing, son. You're my new urinal." I had no choice but to swallow it all down. Naturally I did my best not to miss a drop. He never withdrew his cock from my mouth but instead told me to keep sucking "...'cause I'm gonna fuckin' breed your ass soon as I'm rock hard again." That word " breed " had me scared but also rock hard at the same time. Was I so horny and turned on I was gonna let this total stranger cum in my ass? What if he was diseased of even POZ? What could I do? He was now rock hard now and pulled me up off my knees and dragged me onto the bed where he secured me to the bed posts, explaining he wanted me on my back with legs up so he could look into my eyes while he pounded my ass. He was surprisingly gentle for a moment as he stroked my cheek and put two pillows under my ass to prop it into position. Condoms and lube were on the night table so he grabbed the lube and started getting my ass ready with one finger, then two and finally three. Then, when he was hard again, he sat on my chest, positioned himself to fuck my throat, taking a few plunges into my mouth. Already I could taste his thick gooey precum. Then he pulled out and got back down between my legs and with one thrust went balls deep into my pre-lubed ass. It was a good thing it was the middle of the day and none of the neighbors were home to hear my scream. He put his hand over my mouth and told me he was just going to keep his dick right there for a minute or two until I got used to it. When he uncovered my mouth I begged him to pull out and put on a condom. He just laughed and told me those regular size ones would just break anyway. He then started to slowly pull back and go in again not pulling out too far and it was starting to feel great..that huge raw dick in me: that huge raw dick that could be POZ. It was starting to feel great but I was also scared so I finally blurted out "Are you neg or poz?" He kissed me sweetly and whispered in my ear "Yeah, I'm POZ but I won't cum in you unless you want it " I was too shocked to speak as he fucked me deeper. Was it too late already? Had his precum dripping into me already infected me? His rhythm was slow and steady now, a little further out with each thrust and then harder and deeper as he pounded away at my insides. I was so wrapped up in the moment, which combined pleasure, fear and animal lust. I thought I heard the front door open but I wasn't sure as I was focused on the man whose cock was deeper in me than anyone had ever gone before. Then, without warning he removed the mask to reveal a movie star handsome face. As he slowly worked my hole he said "I want you to see who I am and look into my eyes before you decide if you want my DNA inside you for ever." I heard a noise in the doorway and had been right about hearing a key in the lock. There was my boyfriend standing all of six feet distant, wearing nothing but a smile and a fully erect member. He came closer to us and said to me "So what's your answer? Do you want his load or not?" With that he leaned over and kissed the black god who was fucking me on the cheek and said " Hi Sam, how's it going? If my boy answers 'yes', do you think you have another load in you for me? It might as well be all or nothing." Stay tuned.

As I pick myself up off the cold tile floor and start collecting my clothing strewn about and get dressed and make my way to the elevator; the janitor is sitting on a chair at the end of the hall with a disgusted face and then smiles as the door opens and I get on. The ride home is a blur; all I can think about is how I got myself into a situation that went from fantasy to reality in hours. I look like hell, my jaw hurts, cum dried on my face, my ass hurts and leaking cum or blood or both. The biggest part was I was fucked raw by a bunch of poz black guys and was on my way home to a wife. When I get home, my wife asks if I am ok, that I look under the weather, I just agree that I was not feeling well and was going to bed. I never took a shower or washed my face, as she laid next to me, all I could do is think of how I was going to explain this or get out of next week’s meeting. The next day at work, I surfed the wed for signs and symptoms of HIV and kept reliving the prior night of smoking their drugs and going from a rape to me begging to be their bitch. The week passed rather quick and I was heading back to the support group after calling and telling my wife I would be late again. As I got off the elevator and approached the office area, my counselor was at the counter and greeted me with a rather friendly approach, asking if I got a lot out of last week’s session? I was shaking so bad heading for the room, hoping none of my rapist would show, but no such luck. As I walked in the room they were all seated toward the back and the only open seat it seems was between two of them. Everyone in the room had what seemed a death stare at me as I walked to my seat around the big table and sat down. The leader of the group leaned over and asked me how my faggot white ass was feeling? I didn’t say anything, then I felt his hand reach over and grab my crotch and squeeze to the point tears where forming and asked me again how my faggot white ass was doing? I said I was ok and please let go. The leader just smirked as he released me stating that he owned me and will do what he wants! During the meeting the leader passed me a note telling me to write my number down, I did as I was told; and a few min later my phone went off, on looking at the message, it was from the leader with pictures of me in the bathroom from last week. At the break, everyone left but the leader and me, I was told to stay where I was. After everyone left the leader told me to stand up and pull my pants down and bend over the table, and he had better not have to tell me twice. Without thinking, or just plain scared, I dropped my pants and bent over. I was then told to spread my ass cheeks, as I had them spread I heard the leader pull something from his pocket and felt the tip of something go in my ass and a liquid squeezed into my ass. Damn I started to protect that it burned and what the hell was that he just put in my ass. The leader just smacked my ass HARD and told me he owned that ass and would and could and will put anything he wants up my faggot white cunt and all I will do is say thank you sir! The group started returning to the room as I finished pulling up my pants and sat down, with those coming in looking at me oddly. The counselor came in with a stack of papers stating that they were questioners for free insurance by the state for HIV men, he finished passing them out and stated that when we had finished we could leave them at the counter because he had to leave and the janitor said he would be happy to lock up for him. I was so glad that the counselor had left when he did, because I began to feel really fucking strange, like I was the prey and was about to be eaten by all these black poz men. As I tried to fill out my form and the leader asked me how I was feeling; I told him that I felt like I was on a cloud floating and felt great. He then took my form and said he would write my answers down for me since I seemed out of sorts, not knowing he was coping my emergency contact name and number down which was my wife’s. one of the leaders guys then went over to the door and told those who didn’t want to watch or participate to leave. I don’t really remember who if any did leave. The leaders buddy then turned some of the lights out, but enough were on that everyone could see. Then leader then told me to stand up and strip, I knew at this point it was use less to argue and with the way I was feeling, didn’t really care if they all saw me naked. I was naked and standing in r, room of hiv positive black men who wanted to use my body for their sexual pleasure and at this point I wanted them too. One of the leaders buddies now had his pants down and pulling on his engorged cock asking me if I saw anything I wanted, I was on my knees licking and sucking on his cock like my life depended on it, I was in love with cock, black cock, feeling the texture, the tasted of his pre cum on my tongue and hearing him calling me a good cock sucking faggot white boy, which was turning me on even more hearing him tell me what I now know was true. I was a faggot, a cocksucking faggot who loved cock in my mouth, being used for a cum dump. The cock was pulled from my mouth and I was directed to another guy seated on the table naked and waving his cock at me, I bent over and devoured it, licking the shaft, running my tongue around the head, hearing directions of how to lick his balls and lift his balls to lick the underneath between his balls and ass. The leader then said I was doing a great job and learning my place as a faggot bitch to serve black men and other dominate men who needed a fag to use. I then felt what I had been waiting for, a cock was at my ass, or as they called it my faggot pussy. The first guy I was sucking asked if I wanted his cock in my faggot pussy, and I took my mouth off the other guys cock long enough to say YES PLEASE, FUCK ME with that black monster. He slid that cock in my ass and I was in heaven as I went back to servicing the cock on the table. The guy fucking my ass kept telling me that I was a tight faggot cunt and that before the night was over, a truck would be able to drive up my ass. The leader then leaned down and asked if I wanted their cum in my mouth and pussy, I looked at the leader who had his phone out recording what I was doing and just said yes, I want all the cum I can get! The leader then asked, you know we are all poz and by the end of the evening I would probably be poz too, and asked if I wanted that? I was so drugged up at that point and just said YES, give me you poz cum, make me poz I don’t care, just don’t stop fucking my holes with those cocks. The leader then asked if I would go home and fuck my wife with by faggot poz cock and knock her up or tell her you were a faggot for cock and leave her for men who would make him a bitch for cock and cum? I stopped sucking long enough to tell him I would do whatever it takes to keep getting black cock in my holes and feel their seed flooding my holes. The guy in my ass was now fucking me with determination and bellowed he was cumming and slammed ball deep and held himself there as he flooded my insides with his toxic load, and I was loving it. The guy I was sucking didn’t last much longer, telling me to open my mouth and stick out my tongue , I did as he asked and saw wave after wave of cum shooting in my mouth and on my tongue, the leader said for me not to swallow it yet. I was told to close my mouth and swish the cum around my mouth and then open it and show the camera, and I did, I was then told to swallow it and show the camera that it was all gone. I did with the devilish grin and licked my lips to prove I wanted it and more. The leader then told me to get on the my knees and to get ready to be one of them…….

I took part in a Conversion Party at my Ex's, one of the many I've attended over the years (the first was my own) where Steve arranges for 3 or 4 POZ Tops to breed a Bottom. Last night a Vietnamese Boy named Pham made his debut; and like all the guys Steve's converted, Pham was a Cum Whore from the git-go. Steve starts by making love to them and gets them enamored of his flowing locks, his slim, hairless bod, and boyish good looks which belie his 35 years. After about 20 fucks, they trust him completely and let down their guard. Steve believes Asians make the world's best Bottoms and likes them petite and slightly fem. Within a fortnight all his Boys are taking it raw. Gradually he proceeds from pulling out to pumping them full of Poison Spooge. They get to where they can't live without their daily fix of Toxic Seed. When the moon waxes full a second time, and the Youth shows no sign of the Fuck Flu—that's when Steve throws in the towel and calls us in. Since the Victim is always Prime NEG Meat, my Ex has no trouble recruiting GIFTERS to breed the POZ resistant Ass. Pham was a cute 19, about 5'3" and hairless, with a tiny Cock and nervous smile. Steve and his comrade, Oren, who loathed anyone more generously endowed than he, were readying the Sling when I walked in. An unsuspecting Pham was upstairs showering. Pham had no suspicion that: 1) Steve was POZ and; 2) got his jollies POZZING Boys. Consequently the Youth couldn't have conceived that he was one of the few with whom Steve had failed. And since Stevie was a sore Loser, old Phamy was to be thrown to the wolves. I'd met Pham on two previous occasions, and we'd hit it off. I genuinely liked the Kid. So he showed no consternation when he saw me sitting there. No sooner had Stevie told Pham to get me a beer, than the doorbell rang and two more of Steve's cohorts waltzed in. It was like old home week. All of us already knew each other from the waist down—and all of us were POZ. The two newcomers gave Pham a coarse once over, and Phamy shuddered beneath the glare. He couldn't help but notice the bulge mushrooming in Davie's crotch and the PreCum permeating Shawn's blue jeans. Pham was whisked upstairs for the preliminaries. Stevie hates for his Bottoms to have a good time getting screwed by ANYOTHER—so he makes them spooge before the fun begins. They had not been upstairs more than a minute when Stevie called me in. I ascended to the Playroom and encountered one very rattled Pham. He loved Stevie so much, yet was aggrieved by his suspicion something untoward was going down. He was disrobed and naked, and Steve was working his small Dick with his greased palm. "Tell him how it is," he groused. "We're gonna have an Orgy, Kid," I beat around the bush. I knew the Boy was disillusioned, as I'd once been—having fantasized about exclusive dibs on Stevie's Jizz. But my Ex knew his Pigs' true nature—and led them down the primrose path to what comes naturally from barebacking. We're a narcissistic bunch, bent on a self-destructive course, with a one-way ticket to misery and hell—but, hey, as they say, half the fun is getting there! Steve asked that I anoint the Youth with Baby Oil as he likes to call his debutantes "Greased Pigs." I massaged it by the palmful onto Pham's silky skin, the Boy moaning as I couldn't resist slipping a slimey finger up his Ass. Unable to hold back, the Kid gyrated in Steve's direction and spooged into his open palm. The Master massaged the Youth's Ejaculate up and down his heretofore infertile Penis, lathering it to the extreme. Old Phamy was about to get a taste of his own Seed. It was obvious when the Boy'd been violated—grimacing, eyes widening and glazing over. Oren, my favorite Sadist, applauded from the doorway; and no sooner had Steve started fucking, than Shawn and Davie walked in holding hands. I'd partnered with Shawn on numerous occasions, and knew first-hand how hung he was; and Davie, with his Beer Can Death Stick, posed a threat to any NEG. The Boy was sweating. I wiped the perspiration from his brow and whispered in his ear, that, after tonight, “Enough would never be enough again.” The Boy's eyes rolled back as I pressed Poppers to his nose. Oren moistened the Youth's parched lips with wispy filaments of HIV, while Steve deposited AIDS Load Number One up the young Mancunt. Simultaneously Pham moaned in ecstasy and desolation, despairing at betrayal by his Betrothed. In the end he probably took 10 Loads that night, each one laden with The Bug. I won't even try to guess which one of us knocked up the Kid—but he came down with a doozy Strain which knocked him out for almost a month. When Shawn and Davie finished up, I took my pleasure with the Youth whose plundered, shell-shocked Manhole had been well pulverized. Steve and I each grabbed an armpit and dragged the ailing Phamy to the boudoir, where, traumatized or not, the Maestro planned to breed him one last time. Meanwhile, Oren demanded “I get my Sloppy Cunt into the Sling.” Oren can be a very nasty Fuck, who'd just as soon spit in your face as look at you. And that was my reward for helping out. Afterwards, the house was quiet except for the Pham's persistent whimpering as the gangbang and betrayal had reeked havoc on his psyche and self-worth. I certainly sympathized with the Boy, but was convinced, once he recovered, we'd make a fantastic pair—at the Baths and Glory Holes everywhere.