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Midwestern Bathhouse Prologue. I was out of town for two weeks of job training in a medium-sized midwestern city. On Thursday afternoon, I realized that I had the whole weekend off. I was super horny, sexting with my boy back home, suggesting that he fly out so I could fuck him all weekend. We're open and play bare with other guys, and are getting better and taking loads from strangers. He had done some piggy searching online and suggested I go to a shady part of town to a 'men's club.' He gave me the name of it, and I searched online for it and came up with a really crappy website that looked ten years old. There were some reviews saying it was hit and miss, but Friday nights could be fun. I told my boy I'd go and see what naughty fun I could get into. The next day after work, I took a long shower and cleaned out my ass, not sure what might be in store for me that night. The place was in a white cinderblock building just off the interstate not far from a major college campus, but definitely on the wrong side of the tracks. There was a tall wooden fence off the back of the place that enclosed an outdoor heated pool and hot tub. I texted my boy saying I had arrived and needed to turn off and check my phone. He texted me back saying 'OINK. HAVE FUN!' I replied with a pig emoji and said, 'I WON'T BE ABLE TO TAKE PICS, SO I'LL DESCRIBE IT ALL LATER.' He wrote back, 'MAYBE I'LL SEE IT FOR MYSELF!' I sent him a smiley face and clicked my phone off. Chapter I. The club was 'member's only,' so I had to pay for a one-time membership plus admission. The guy behind the check-in glass was a short stocky Italian-looking guy, with chest fur peeking out of his shirt collar. He winked at me and told me it was going to be a busy night, some alumni weekend on campus. I paid for my membership, a towel, and a locker. The guy told me he'd give me a free upgrade since it was my first time there and gave me a key to a private room. He mentioned that there were a few new faces around sure to be popular. I went to the locker room, stripped down, and wrapped a small towel around my waist, barely enough to knot into itself. There were a few guys milling around. I went to take a piss and walked up to a trough urinal. There was a twinky athletic guy in his early 20s sitting on the edge suckling a stubby uncut cock on a furry guy old enough to be his dad. The daddy smirked at me as if to say the twink was all his. I lifted my towel to piss and the twink leaned over and took my dick in his mouth. The daddy got pissed and backed away. The twink looked up and me with my cock in his mouth and said, 'PISS!' So, I did. He swallowed it all down, gulping and slobbering on my cock growing in his mouth. The daddy was standing behind me and cleared his throat when I was done pissing and now the guy was just sucking my dick. I took a step backwards and the daddy took my place. I headed to the maze of dimly lit hallways and found the door to my 'room'. The walls were maybe eight-feet high in a taller room and had chicken wire across the top to keep people from peering over or climbing into another room. It was really more of a booth than a room, with a narrow mattress and a small side table with a bowl of lube packets, not a condom in sight. The floor was tiled and cold. The whole place reeked of bleach, cum, and sex. I could hear a few different fuck sounds in adjacent booths. I saw a hole drilled in the wall at the perfect height for a gloryhole. I peeked through but the room was empty. I made a point to check it out later. I stood in my doorway for a few minutes and saw a few guys slinking up and down the hall. One guy, heavyset and stooped over with a bit of a belly and meaty pecs with pierced well-developed nipples walked past me, then took a few steps backwards. He reached under my towel and fished out my dick. He used one hand to jerk me off a bit and the other to stroke my balls. He reached to my furry taint and rubbed his finger against my hole. I rarely bottom, but this guy was turning me on. He was so… nasty. The guy stuck his fat finger in my mouth then swirled his wet finger against my ass. He gently pushed my shoulders so I took a step back into the room. I made to close the door, anxious for whatever raunchy fun was about to get started. He held up his hand to stop me, leaving the door open. He spun me around, ass up and dove into my crack, sticking his tongue into me. He dropped his towel and I looked over my shoulder to see a 5” thick cock slick with lube or assjuice. 'You're my third bottom today, man. The other guys couldn't take my dick long enough for me to get my nut. You want to try?' I nodded as he slid his meat against my crack. 'Push back on it, pig,' he grunted. I inhaled deeply and let him force his way inside me, raw, and without lube. It burned like hell but he kept pushing. I think his cock may have been as thick as it was long. I was biting my lip and started sweating. He started rocking his hips and in a matter of seconds it went from searing pain to absolute pleasure. I saw stars. I also saw an eye peeking at me through the gloryhole and two guys leering at me taking raw dick through the open door. The guy fucking me waved them in with his paw and the guys stood on either side of him, tweaking his nipples. 'Harder!,' he shouted. They were really twisting his nipples. I could feel my hole getting more and more wet as his cock was leaking precum into my guts. My top pulled out and flipped me over onto my back. He slid right back in and pistoned away at my hole. He looked down at me and said, 'I'm gonna breed you now.' He didn't ask me, he told me. His pace quickened and he bred me. Load #1 in my hole. From a stranger. He pulled out and one of the guys watching dropped to his knees to clean my ass juice from his cock. The other guy lined up his cock with my cummy hole and slid right in. He was scrawny, almost gaunt, and slipped his dick balls deep in me. His cock was thinner but longer than my first top, who slinked out of the room into the darkness. The guy inside me came, shooting his seed deep into me. He also disappeared quickly. Load #2 in my hole. To be continued…

So after a hard training at the gym, I went back to my friend's apartment, horny as hell. I told him that I needed to get pigged out. He told me that the naked night was good at the Laboratory, so we decided to prepare and go. Before going he wrote on my back with a marker something like "Cumdump" or whatever. Cannot remember. The place is huge....I have no idea about how many people there were inside. A LOT. Aften getting naked, i picked up my popper bottle, and followed my friend....lots of big cocks, many hot guys. Some guys started to follow me, we went to dark area behind the bar where my friend after blindfolding me, told me that all the raw actions was going to happen there, and that i had to make him proud of me. While he was putting me in the fuckbench i could feel hands touching my body...i cannot explain how horny i was. After kissing me, he began to fuck my well lubed hole, calling for the attention of other tops who were gathering up around me. It lasted hours, and for hours I know i was surrounded by cocks. I have no idea how many guys fucked my ass, but in the middle of the night i was feeling kinda exhausted, do i needed to take a small break. My friend did tell me that I was full of cum as I have never been before, but when i arrived to the bathroom i could not believe it....IT WAS SO AWESOME, I had cream everywhere in my ass and legs...i was overflowing. It got me so horny that i immediately came back to the bench. My friend was already there waiting for me there, with a guy who i think he got something like a 11" cock. He licked my creamy butt, and then he begun to pound my ass...i was feeling all the cream jumping from my ass to my back. Serving so many horny men has been so awesome. As i've told you i have no idea about how many people fucked me...but it surely was a lot. My friend told me that i took something around 60 loads. I don't know if it's true....but it's possible, given the amount of people.... If you're looking for pin bottom paradise...this is it. And if you're muscular and young, be assured that you'll come home with cum dripping from everywhere. I remember that when i got home, some cum went throught the jeans...i hope that i didn't leave something on the taxi.

Was a nasty slut this weekend. Went to the local bathhouse Saturday night and got a room. Started off waiting in my room door open for guys to pass by. First load was a hung fat black guy. Lights off except in the hallway so couldn’t see any face. Bred me deep and hard, loved all the grunting using my white cunt. A couple more guys filed in. Met up with a buddy and flip fucked with him for a bit then headed into the public areas. Started playing with him until a crowd formed and we both hopped onto some random cocks. Nice and fat for our prelubed asses. Pretty much continued taking loads all night in the dark room and sauna. Really craving more black cock now. DC based here for anyone interested.

LAST NIGHT/EARLY THIS MORNING -> Steamworks Toronto Hey, fellow bb pigs! After a long hiatus I decided yesterday to immerse myself in the bareback forest by going to Steamworks Toronto (I got there around 8:30 PM). They've changed inside. In all darkrooms I see these long vertical and horizontal shiny strips on the doors and trims. I guess it's to give guys who have trouble seeing in the dim lights. At least these strips were installed tastefully. I was ready having recently got a new haircut, body trim and shave (shaved cock and balls too, ass crack got sugared!), and was clean as a whistle following douching. 1. Within the first few minutes after putting on my jock and lubing my ass with BOY BUTTER (new for me) I got to fuck a guy in the front gloryhole-slurp ramp area-darkroom area. I presented my dick through one of the hole and (wow!) someone on the other side sucked it to get it hard. I love his sucking technique. The otter then turned around to have me fuck him raw. His ass felt just right -- not tight nor very loose. I went next door to where he was and fucked him some more. It was very early in the night. I didn't want to cum just yet. 2. Met some cute young boys who wanted a kiss from me. I don't know why. But it felt GOOD. 3. I got to rim a few great bubble butts. Two guys pushed their cum loads out, so I could taste cum and ass juices together. HEAVEN! 4. I was in the back narrow dark room which has become quite dim after 1-2 AM. I knelt down to suck some cock. This one guy's cock was ready to burst. I sucked him for less than 5 mins. He aimed his cock down after telling me he was about to cum. I changed my position to catch most of it in my mouth. I wonder why he didn't want to bust a nut directly in my mouth. I did ask him to. LOAD #1 - taken. 5. Toward the end of my stay (pushing toward 3 AM) I had a curious young man enter my room as I was taking a pitstop rest. He was very polite. He told me it was his first time time at Steamworks and that he was fed up with guys on phone apps. He wanted to suck daddy cock for real. I was invited him in. GO FOR IT! I asked him what he liked to do. He said he loves sucking cock. I told him I was only in bb sex. He didn't want to be fucked last night. He didn't like to rim older guys; he was ok with being rimmed. Ok, but would he take my cum? He kept sucking and said for me to spray cum ON his face. After fucking a number of guys I had to jerk off more than him sucking me. He was a gentle cocksucker to say the least. It didn't take me long to shoot. What was unexpected was that my young guy not only took my whole load in his mouth but he also licked whenever else the cum landed (my left hand and a bit on my chest). He told me my cum tasted a little sweet. From a guy who told me just to spray his face on the outside to totally gobbling up my cum -- I'LL TAKE HIM AND ANY MORE YOUNGER GUYS! LOAD #2 - given. We exchanged contact info. He told me he wants to meet again in future. 6. I did have to say no to some guys insisting on using condoms. IMHO, bare sex is ALWAYS the preferred norm these days. I had a FUN night.

I first met Guy at a vacant home he was looking after until it sold. It was a huge, luxurious home in Choctaw, Oklahoma not far from a school on Indisn Meridian. A beautiful, large, automatic gate let me into the curved drive. He was waiting inside one of the garages, the door was up. We walked inside into the huge kitchen and open floorplan living and dining room. A massive quartz island with stools was where he leaned back and I worked his nipples till they stood tall and proud. His cock stretched his sweat pants obscenely and I worked his cock till he asked me to get it out. Dropping your my knees, I sucked his hard on, thrusting into my mouth, he moaned repeatedly. I told him I wanted to edge him a while and asked to see the house. He took me through the whole house. Monstrously big master bedroom, easily 1500 square feet, as big as many homes. Multiple exits into a huge back patio with a large pool, a cascading waterfall led down to the pool. I suggested we play there. The house was situated where there was privacy in the backyard, so we took up where we left off, him fucking deeply. My throat opened and I feel his curved cock pushing into it over and over. When he pulls out. It's covered with precum and throat slime. I tried to kiss him, but he said it made him feel funny and wanted no kissing. Ok, but disappointed, i went back to sucking. I got some saliva and precum on my fingers and teased his ass. He spread his legs. My big finger pushed into his very tight ass. That put him over the top as he gasped, his cock pulsed into my throat over and over. His cum was smooth and sweet. Turns out the luxurious home was for sale. He hasn't told me what he does for a living, but I'm thinking something to do with real estate. He's married, fit, and we've met multiple times. I was sad when the luxurious home sold, but we're meeting at my house. Each time, ass play puts him over the top. We are planning on meeting today in harrah, Oklahoma. I'm going to rim him and maybe, if I get him hot enough. Push my thick cock up his virgin ass and force his mouth open for tongue play when I shoot in him.

Moderator's Note: I was unable to fix the post @hamser made above. Here is a repost of the invisible portion. John knew how to follow the rules. Not by the bdsm obedience kind. But the one with the smile of easiness and the feeling of ‘yes, OK I can do it’. He was ready. The moment he stepped into the car I could smell the soap and the smooth lemon shampoo on his hair. I liked it. While I was driving I explained him the set up. Since he had agreed the ‘no buts no ifs’ deal I had to keep my side of the bargain. The ‘no secret agenda’ part. I told him about Mattias and his apartment. That when we ‘ll enter the loft there will be a glass on the front table. He will have to drink the cocktail and then he’ll go to the bathroom to fresh up. I asked him if he wants to be blindfolded. I have to admit that he surprised me by answering me that he preferred not. The trust issues were still there I guess. During the week till his birthday we had to work on that more. Some scars from his own jungle seem to be deeper than I thought. That’s OK. We all need our own time to heal the pain, the loneliness, and the need of self destruction that a cumdump like him - or me- carries. No matter how many smiles… No matter of how self confident we look when we drive our car down the streets of the city, or programming set- ups of gang bangs like the one I have organized for him… still… deep inside, we all are lonely creatures… trying to reach out for deeper understanding… I guess Kate Bush long ago had made a song about this deeper understanding thing. I am not sure if he knows who Kate Bush is. I guess in the soundtrack of the ‘jungle’ Kate Bush’s songs are not included. I put again my father figure mask saying that not him having a blindfold is not a problem, as long as he would put a kind if restrain like the horses do in the races so he won’t look back who is fucking him… “Instead”, I made it easier to him. “You can focus easier to the porn that will be playing in front of you in one of the huge TV sets our host is providing…”. I told him few things about Mattias and his ability to register the points. You have every right to know a thing or two, about the man who will have access to your veins... My father figure trusting voice was doing the work well. He seemed relaxed. In andrelanine of course but still not alarmed. The same mask of ‘yes, OK I can do it’… but with a touch of glow in the deep of the eyes. I explained that there will be a few men coming to the party. All escorts and all bare. “ Some will stay just for a quickie some will stay maybe longer. Some will take chems some might not. But kiddo you will definitely be the center of attention. Its up to the guys if they want to be introduced to you after the fuck or if they want to remain anonymous. I do not share info about their work their profile names or their telephones. I share the loads and that’s it. “No. You don’t have to worry about the cash… I am taking care of this”… I showed him the envelope but I didn’t tell him how many banknotes are in it. He didn’t ask either. What he asked was this: “Why do you do it?“ It was time. It took him more than few months of brief encounters and a night of sharing the sleep to ask his first ever serious question. Until now what ever talk we did, didn’t really include questions. Or at least questions that their answers matter. The ‘no buts and no ifs’ part of the deal, demanded the ‘no secret agendas’ part… Again… Fair enough. We were already there. I could see Mattias building. Downtown is empty at this time of hour. But I couldn’t trust my car at the side of the road. Not in that neighbourhood. When the evening falls and the offices close, the mood of the area changes. It is like if a black veil of sin covers the atmosphere. A smell of urine combined with cheap perfume of junkie whores. Pimps and heroin dealers. No safety net. And not nice to drive a fancy car or carry envelopes with banknotes. Mattias has given me the code for his private own parking lot. I park next to our hosts’ car. But I don’t get out. I turn of the engine and I stay a bit silent. “Why I do this… You see Stephan, I call you Stephan because it is time for truths and Stephan I will tell you the truth at least as far as I can understand my own motivations…. … “In this life we lead, the world with cumdumps, toxic bare loads and chemsex, it is not easy to connect. Not easy to trust. Not easy to stay sober. … “I call it ‘ jungle’… There is no mercy if you show weakness... Big beast eats little beast… There is no tomorrow if you start losing your self. It took me some time to understand what kind of river I chose to cross. And even if I always thought my self as a pretty good swimmer, there were times I felt I was ready to drown by tsunami waves. It is pure luck I just didn’t. But I could. … “You see my friend… the most difficult in this jungle or this wild river, is not the cock, or the sperm, or the chems. The most difficult part is to connect. We avoid to connect. We avoid to be human. Taking the position of exposing the hole as you and I prefer, deep inside we do just that: … “ We disconnect with our humanity… … “At first sight it looks that we are weak. We are holes… useless cunts… We become vulnerable taking random cocks thinking that it is our way to survive in this jungle… “…but weak… sorry, we are not... …. “Some we will survive some we won’t. We play with fate. And the odds are against us. But we still continue playing this losing game. Love is a losing game. How true indeed. Good entry choice for the Dutch in Eurovision by the way… “ He smiled at my last comment. Good. A true queer knows about Eurovision issues. I smiled back. I don’t want him to get too serious and spoil his mood for fun. But I owed him an answer. “And now we are back to your question. ‘Why I do this’… … “I do this because you look like me… few years ago… of course you are better looking than I ever was, definitely more nicer, and for sure friendlier than I will ever become. You are even smart enough to protect your space, and still remain goofy and a bit romantic since you ask strangers to share your sleep and help you fullfill your fantasies…. … “But weak? No, you ain’t... … “I am a bottom. Not a top. I know how you think. I know how your thoughts operate. I used to be like you. In a way, its thrilling for me to share a journey with another cumdump. Cumdumps can be ignorant and possessive. Believe me I’ve been in the jungle way longer than you… “… So my Stephan… I consider you as a challenge. My own tribute to the paths of your destruction. Or salvation… that is up to you… “… Today it is a test. The inviroment of Mattias is one of the safest you will ever encounter. You will deal with professionals. And the chems and the slams that you will be given are going to be first quality…. … “But it won’t be like this next Saturday. It will be darker and seedier and more dangerous… … “I like you. I wish someone like me would come and do the same thing years ago. It would save me from some serious problems. It would put things maybe in another prospective. And maybe change my path of life. But no one did. Or if he did I wasn’t paying attention and I let him go. C'est la vie.. . … “So it is to time for redemption, my friend John… from now on you are not Stephan… ll’ be back to JOHN. So John… … “I do this not because of you. But because of me. It is all about me…” I said and got off the car. He followed. We walked towards the elevator in silence. I called Mattias on his cell. “We are here… “ I said. I opened the door for the elevator. I let him in first. He seemed a bit confused. But the smile was there… “You are good. What’s your job, you said? “ he said with confidence. Back to his old self… I smiled back knowing that my smile has no sweetness or easiness like his. But from time to time it seems to do his job just fine. “I am just a cumdump kiddo… an old beast who knows how to survive in the jungle… “ I answered… And I pushed the button for the top floor. The button had the letter M. “M” I heard John saying. “Like the Fritz Lang’s film… Yes it’s going to be fun… “ I let his comment flow in silence. I made no comment… but deep inside my mask of indeference I smiled…. Damn, that’s why I love the jungle. And its beasts….

I could barely sleep with anticipation last night, knowing that these two guys were working the overnight shift again. I finally dragged myself out of bed at 5:00 and hopped online. Logged into BBRT and sure enough, there was my top from last weekend. "Hey," I wrote. "Remember me?" "Hell yeah," he responded. "Cumming over?" "Give me 15 minutes," I replied, then ran to the bathroom to prep. I checked the site one more time, confirmed that he had replied he'd be waiting, and headed out the door. The same guy was behind the counter when I walked in. This time when he looked up from his phone, he gave me a big grin. "He's waiting for you," he said. "I get sloppy seconds." I had butterflies of anticipation as I opened the bathroom door. Just like last weekend, my top was reclined on the toilet. This time, I took off my pants and hung them from the hook on the back of the door, so I was good and ready for what was about to happen. Then, just like last weekend, I dropped to my knees and began to service him, sliding his cock down my throat until I could tongue his balls. He grabbed my head and slowly pumped his hips up and down, taking full advantage of my throat and causing me to choke and gag and get his cock slick so it would slide into my hole. I was so preoccupied that I didn't hear the bathroom door open, and didn't realize his coworker was standing behind me until I felt the chill of his hand liberally applying lube to my hole. For a moment I was inclined to turn around and ask him if he needed to watch the register, but my top held my head in place as he continued to fuck my throat. A finger slid into my hole, then two. He worked my hole gently, spreading it in preparation for what I desperately hoped would be another giant cock like the one lodged in my throat. I was not disappointed! Smearing some lube on his shaft, the second top positioned himself behind me and I felt the pressure on my hole as he began his assault. I LOVE to be spit-roasted, and this was shaping up to be the best ever! After probing with the tip of his cock for what seemed like an eternity, I felt him begin to slide into my ass. His cock was thick, thicker than I remembered the first guy's being, and in no time my ass was completely full. He grabbed my hips and began to slide in and out, his balls slapping against mine as the first guy continued to hold my head in place and fuck my throat. The guy in my ass finally spoke, addressing the other top. "I wanna switch," he said. "Make him suck his ass off my cock while you breed his ass." Without a word the first top stood, withdrawing his cock from my mouth. They swapped positions, the second guy sitting on the toilet and pointing a thick, veiny nine-incher in my face. It was a thing of beauty, and as I thought it was thicker than the other guy's. After a couple hits from my brown bottle, I took it in my mouth and struggled to work it down my throat. He held my head and helped work it in, and by the time his balls touched my chin my mouth was so full that I couldn't stick my tongue out to lick his balls! Meanwhile, the first guy was on his knees behind me, working my already well-used hole. He grabbed my hips and pounded me relentlessly as I choked and gagged and struggled to breathe around his friend's cock. Then, already worked up from his time in my throat, he announced to his friend, "I'm gonna cum!" "Yeah," his friend replied. "Lube him good for me." The first guy rammed his cock home one final time and held still. I squeezed my sphincter and sure enough, his cock was pulsing against my muscles as he pumped his load deep inside me. He held like that for a moment, then withdrew. Without a word, his friend stood up, positioned himself behind me, and slid in up to the hilt in one motion. He began slamming his cock into my hole, hitting my prostate just right. For the first time ever, I shot a load while getting fucked, all over the bathroom floor. "Aw, fuck yeah!" he cried. "Here it comes!" Sure enough, I felt his cock jerking and pulsing as he pumped my second load of the morning into my guts. Once he finished he collapsed in a sweaty mess on my back, panting. But they weren't finished with me. The first guy stood before me and waiting for his friend to recover, then stand beside him. "Clean us up," the first guy said, shaking his cock in my face. Without a word I complied, taking each cock in my mouth and alternating between them, cleaning all the cum and lube and ass juice off those two amazing cocks. The second guy left the bathroom first, heading back out to make sure there were no customers waiting. The first guy hung back to place my plug, like he did last weekend. "Two loads swimming around in your ass," he said with a grin. "That's a good start to the day!" I looked at my phone as I pulled my pants on. I had arrived at the drugstore a little before 5:30, and it wasn't yet 6:00 am. I thanked him for another amazing time and stepped out of the bathroom. His friend was back behind the counter, looking at his phone. The store was empty. As I walked by, he said, "We're off next weekend, but make sure you come back in a couple weeks. I'm gonna try to get a few more friends to join us." Once again, I shivered in excited anticipation. Something tells me I won't get any sleep a couple Saturdays from now. But no worries. I left the store, drove home and collapsed on my bed, heading off to dreamland fully clothed, with my plug still in place and their loads still deep in my ass.

BLACKMAILED FOR MY ASS Dan was a nice guy that I met online. He’s ‘straight’, married to a woman who was at work too much, and wanted to dip his toe in the guy pool. That’s where I come in. After chatting online for a couple of weeks, his wife went out of town to visit her mother in another city. This left him with the house to himself to finally play and indulge in the fantasies he’d been getting off to for who knows how long. I’m no model pin-up or anything, but some people think I’m attractive. And I’ve got a great, fuckable ass that would never turn down a load. From the pictures Dan had sent me, he’s about ten years older than my 45, more of a Daddy, and attractive in his own way. Not all burly or buff, just a regular guy with slightly thinning hair and a slightly thickening middle. But that’s okay. It was his dick I was interested in, anyway. The rest never mattered much to me. I arrived at his place as planned and ready to play. I wasn’t in the mood to waste time, so as soon as I got in the front door, I dropped to my knees and fished his cock out of his shorts -even before he got the door closed! He was a little panicked at that, but also surprisingly turned-on. Maybe he had a little voyeur in him just aching to get out. I sucked him to hardness and then he was ready to fuck. Neither of us was in the mood to waste time, apparently. I was liking him more and more. We’d talked about condoms already and I told him I don’t like them. Well, more than that -I wouldn’t accept them. If he wanted to fuck me, he would have to do it raw or not at all. He’d been stuck using condoms on his own wife for years, so he was kind of eager to fuck someone without. Lucky me. Especially with the choice piece of meat he had swinging between his legs. The perfect size for me, really. Not too big, not too small. A decent thickness that you can no doubt feel but won’t be destroyed by upon first entry. I’d already lubed a little at home in hopes that he would want to just get down to the deed, so right there in the entry way, he spun me around and placed my hands up on the wall like I was a perp and he’s a cop about to frisk me. He did feel me up and down while I was in this position, but when he got to my lower half, he yanked my nylon trackies down to my ankles, exposing my bare butt in nothing but a jock strap. I heard him make an approving growl in his throat, and then seconds later his fat cock head was pressed against my opening. I hadn’t been fucked in a while, so I knew it might be a little rough getting started. I closed my eyes and tried to think relaxing thoughts, willing my hole to relax and open up naturally for him. This actually does work for me, and it did now. It’s like easing the tension from your shoulders, only with my butt hole. I felt myself relax and then like magic my hole just yawned open and his cock slowly slid a couple of inches in. “Jesus!” he hissed. “It’s like your hole is eating me up! Fucking unreal!” I felt it, the minor discomfort of taking someone in me after so long without, but it felt so damn good, all I could do was moan. He moaned his appreciation, too. And then he slowly sank the rest of his shaft in me until he was balls deep. He held there for a moment, reaching around and pinching my nipples, which got my hole fluttering over his cock. I guess that was the signal he needed to move, so he started rutting his hips, lightly smacking my butt cheeks with his abdomen with every sharp thrust. His strokes lengthened, and turned more frantic. Before long Dan was slamming full length in and out of me, his hands gripping my hips tightly, while we stood in the entry way of his house, grunting and groaning like animals rutting in heat. It was fucking awesome! “I . . . I don’t think I’ll last much longer,” he panted. “Do it, cum in me!” I yelled. More like begged, really. “Yeah? You like getting bred like a little whore?” he snarled in my ear, which really only turned me on more. He hadn’t said much of anything through the fuck, but this slightly rougher side was fucking hot. And when we’d been chatting online, I told him I liked to be called names and stuff while getting pounded, but at the time he didn’t seem all that into it. Glad I was wrong about that. “Fuck yeah!” I shouted. “I love getting bred! Cum in me!” I felt like a man possessed, but it was more like an addiction -I needed his seed swimming in my guts. “Take it, pig! Take my load up your whore ass!” he growled. I leaned my forehead against the wall, removed my hands from the wall and reached behind me to pull his hips flush against my ass so he was buried as deep as possible. I held him there for a moment, rippling my hole over the length of him, practically siphoning the seed straight out of his balls. That pushed him over the edge, he pulled back and slammed extra hard and extra deep, his arms wrapped around me so tight I could barely breathe while his balls emptied into my willing hole. I was in heaven once again. That moment is always heaven to me. He was breathing hard, his forehead resting on the back of my neck, as he collected himself and slowly withdrew his softening cock from my happy hole. I turned around to thank him but before I could utter a word, he reached up and grabbed hold of my face, pulling me into a passionate kiss. He’d made such a point of being a ‘straight’ married man, I never expected he’d want to kiss me, but kiss me he did! When we came up for air, I must have looked confused, because he said, “I just had to kiss you. That was the best fuck I’ve ever had. I couldn’t help myself. I just . . . I just needed to kiss you. Your ass is fucking amazing.” He was breathing hard and smiling wide. I’d done my job. We had agreed that our first meet would be brief, so we could feel comfortable, and also leave us wanting more. So I began to slowly dress myself, clenching my hole tight so I didn’t lose a drop of his cum. Once fully dressed, he kissed me again, and then I was on my way. He texted me later to thank me again, and to set up another fuck -soon! Over the next couple of days we swapped messages, just flirting until I could get over there again. But on the second day, I was at home later that night, and I got a strange message from him. Might be in trouble here, not sure how we should proceed. Ominous, right? I text him back, What’s wrong? The wife back in town? His reply was, My next door neighbor apparent heard us fucking, and saw us through the front window. He said if I didn’t want my wife to know, I had to let him fuck you the next time you come over. And he thought this was a problem? The more the merrier! What pig would ever turn down extra loads? I quickly sent a message back, telling him it was more than fine and to not even worry. What I didn’t know is that his next door neighbor had secrets of his own. Secrets that would change my life forever.

1. Clint "Are you awake?" Greg asked me softly. "Yeah, I am," I said. His cock was nestled against my ass, and his arm, already wrapped around my chest, sought out my nipple, and began to play with it. "How are you feeling?" he asked me. "Ok, I guess," I said. I was doing only ok; I wanted to never think again, and sleep the rest of the week. "Jason told me to go to practice yesterday. He said it would help." "I know. Nathan told me to work out as well." "I wonder what it would be like if we hadn't done that." "Worse, I'm sure," Greg said. "How are you doing physically? After the weekend?" I laughed. "You mean, how is my ass doing?" "Yeah. Exactly. How many was it?" "Men? or loads?" I asked. "Either. Both." "For the men, you know them. But numbers? Honestly. I lost count. I mean, just starting out, I got at least four loads." Through the effects of the weed, the crystal, the GHB, and the lack of sleep, it was all a blur. But I remembered that seemingly, there was always a cock inside of me. Even when we went to the club, there was always a raw cock inside of me. "At the end," Greg started. His cock pressed against me, desperate to assert its dominance over me. "You were so wet. So open." "I know. It was hard to take you." "It was?" Greg's voice suddenly got softer, more tender. "Yeah. My hole was so damn sore." Greg's cock had been like a burning hot poker sliding into me. Jason had given me a few hits on the pipe before, and I think the thick clouds were the only thing that allowed me to take it. "But you didn't say anything." "I know. I didn't want to deny you," I said. The entire weekend was a bit of a fog, between the drugs, the sex, the men. I remembered finally coming down and being nestled between Greg and Jason, with Greg's cock right up against my hole. I wanted to be with Greg, to be with someone I knew and who knew me. "Really. Boo. You should have said something." "No, it was ok. It was something I wanted to share with you." "And now?" Greg's cock was a titanium rod. It had been nearly two days since he had last gotten any relief, and his balls were filling up with his deadly juice. "You want to fuck me?" "Yeah," Greg replied. "I do." "You want to fuck me with that poz cock of yours?" "Yeah. I want to fuck you bareback. Breed that hot soccer jock butt of yours." "Do you think I'll ever say no to you?" "I think you should. But I am glad you don't." "Breed me," I said. As I reached for the tub of coconut oil Jason had given me, I extracted myself from Greg's embrace, and rolled onto my back. With one arm, I held up a leg, while I smeared some of the thick grease on my hole. It no longer hurt, but I had definitely been fucked hard over the weekend. Greg knelt between my legs, his cock sticking up straight against his flat stomach. "You sure?" he asked, as he smeared some lube on his shaft. It glistened like a deadly snake, poised to strike. "Absolutely sure." My cock was throbbing, and I reached down to play with it. Despite how turned on and horny I was, my cock was remaining defiantly soft. It had been the same way in Palm Springs. Jason had said it sometimes happened in response to crystal. I felt a bit ashamed; the thing that made me a man was missing in action and left me only able to get fucked. "Fuck me. Breed me." "Poz you?" Greg asked. His dick head was now pressed up against my hole. "That too," I said. I released my flaccid shaft and grabbed his waist. I pulled him closer to me. It also forced his cock into me. Luckily, my hole had mostly recovered from the assault over the weekend, and it was not the unpleasant experience I had feared when I first committed to Greg. But, on the other hand, neither was it completely pain-free. Like all good things, getting Greg's load was not going to be easy. "I'm inside you, boo," Greg said. "My raw cock inside your hole." He was smiling widely, ecstatic to be connected with me again. "Hell yeah," I said. Like his uncle, Greg was hung, and his cock was opening me up again. I didn't know if I was smiling in pleasure or wincing in pain. "Give it to me," I said. The line between pain and pleasure was a delicate one, and as Greg began to piston in and out of me, I crossed back and forth between the two worlds. "You want?" Greg asked me. He had reached over and found a bottle of poppers. "Please," I said. He unscrewed the cap, and took a quick hit, before handing the bottle to me. I inhaled deeply, letting the invisible gas fill my lungs. I handed it back to him. He took another long hit, before putting the cap back on and slamming his cock into me. "Fuck," Greg moaned. "You feel amazing." He rested my legs on his shoulders, and bent me over. His face was inches from mine. I craned my neck, reaching up for our lips to meet. He did the same, and in the heat of the popper-fueled euphoria, we kissed deeply. "I want you to be mine. I want you to be my poz man." "Your infected man." "Taking all my loads." "Taking all the loads," I repeated Greg's words back, with such a small, but such an important difference. "Fucking sexy soccer slut," he said, pushing his cock deeper into me. He was dripping pre-cum now. Between the spit we were swapping in kissing, the sweat from our bodies, and the potent pre-cum dripping out of his cock, I couldn't get enough of his fluids. "So many men this weekend." "So many loads," I said. "And now you're in my fucking bed. Taking my dick." I smiled. "Your bed?" I asked. "My bed. And you're fucking me in it." "Our bed?" Greg said, offering a compromise. "And you're marking me?" I asked. "Marking you as mine." "Always," I said. "I'll always be yours." "Always taking my load?" "Hell yeah!" I grunted. Greg held the poppers under my nose once more. I had no choice but to inhale and feel the waves of pleasure washing over me. "Fuck me, man. Fuck me hard." Greg paused his assault on my ass long enough for him to do a hit as well. "You really want it? Really want my poz load up your hole?" "Yeah," I said. "I do." Greg put the cap back on the poppers. "I want it from you." "Me too," Greg said. His face was flushed, as the poppers started to hit him. "I'm getting close," he said. "Don't pull out," I said. I grabbed onto Greg's waist, and pulled him in close. "I want every drop." Greg leaned in to me, his eyes locked onto mine. His breathing was getting shorter, as he edged every closer to the inevitable release. With each stroke of his cock, my hole was also getting hungrier. "Please," I grunted, before he slammed his shaft back into me. "Of course," he said, before shoving his tongue into my mouth. "I'm gonna fill that hole with my poz seed." "Oh yeah," I said. His cock was dripping pre-cum now. "Oh hell," he grunted, and slammed his cock into me. His body convulsed, his dick twitched, and my ass was filled with his thick, toxic seed. "Oh HELL," he grunted again, as another spam racked his body. "Give it to me," I said, as I clenched my ass around his shaft, trying to milk out every drop. Greg had fucked me often enough that his cock was now a familiar presence in my body and his seed was a comforting presence. Other men provided variety and spice, but Greg provided consistency and solidity. "Oh hell," Greg continued. In the middle of his orgasm, deep thought was well beyond his cognitive ability. All he was focused on was the pleasures and sensations from his dick. "Oh hell," he said again, as another spurt of semen landed inside of me. "Every drop," I said. "Don't spare me. You know I want it. All of it." "You're getting it. Every drop." "I want to be like you," I said. "I want to give it to you." We didn't have to talk about what it was. We both knew the gift that he was sharing with me. "I want us to share it. Share a special bond." His orgasm ending, Greg was now able to speak more coherently. "I like it when you cum in me," I said, as the last few drops dripped from his poz rod and into my body. "I like cumming in you." He leaned in and kissed me again. "I really like cumming in you." "Me too," I said, between long kisses. His cock was still buried in my ass. Every once in a while, there would be a residual spasm from the orgasm, just enough to remind me that I was still impaled on his hard shaft. "I love you," he said. "I love you too," I said. "Did you enjoy the weekend?" he asked me. We had barely talked about what had happened. I wasn't even sure I could remember all of the details, and here, the details were exactly how many times I had been fucked me over the course of the 36 hours. "I did. Did you?" "Hell yeah. Seeing you get fucked. Getting inside that sloppy soccer jock butt. Knowing how much you had done. Gets me hard just thinking about it." He wasn't lying. His tool was still nestled inside my hole, and even though it was so soon after he came, his cock was starting to stiffen and lengthen. It felt like it was searching out some vulnerability hidden deep in my body. "I'm glad," I said. "Are we going to do it again?" I asked. "The partying? Or the playing? Or both?" "Both," I said. "Or either." He stared at me, his brown eyes examining my face, seemingly alert for every subtle twitch of my expression. "Yeah," he finally said. "I would. You?" "I would. It felt good to share that with you. To share it with Nathan and Jason." "With Sean? With Vic? Them too?" "Yes, them too." I paused for a moment. I wanted to ask him something else. "Maybe. Next time," I stammered. I didn't want to end the sentence, to learn what Greg would think of me. So, I did the obvious thing, and kissed him. "Next time?" Greg said, as he pushed me away. "You aren't going to get away from that opening with just a kiss." "I dunno," I said. I knew what I wanted to say. But I couldn't bring myself to say it. Luckily, Greg came to my rescue. "So, you want a next time? I mean, partying?" "Yeah," I said. "I do. And I liked it like this time. Some time with a group, but some time alone with you." "Good," Greg said. "I liked sharing you. I liked seeing you go off with my friends, knowing they were going to fill you with their infected cum." He grinned. "And," he continued, "I liked getting fucked as well." "I liked watching you take cock." Greg's cock was now hard once more, and he was starting to slowly pump my ass. The cum he had recently injected into me was lubricating his strokes, making them just bearable. "Would you..." he started, but trailed off before he could complete the sentence. 'Would I?" I parroted his statement back to him. "Would I what?" I tried to imagine what Greg wanted me to do, especially in light of all the things I did over the weekend. It was a short list. "Would you want to play with Doug? I mean, party with him?" "Yeah," I said. "I would. Is he..." I wanted to know if he had converted yet. Or, better, I needed to know. I wanted to be Greg's project, to convert first of all the men he had been fucking. If Doug got it first, I feared that Greg would think we weren't compatible. "Not yet," Greg said. "At least last time we talked. Why? Hungry for more infected sperm?" "Always. You know that." I clenched my hole, feeling Greg's shaft keeping me open. It reminded me just how vulnerable I was around him, although despite our near-constant efforts, I was just as healthy as the day we had first met. "But only you have what I want. What I need. Doug doesn't have it." "I guess we're going to have to keep trying, huh?" "Yeah. I guess so." I didn't tell him how jealous of Doug I was. I didn't mind that he was fucking Doug on a regular basis; I was included in their playtime often enough that it felt more like a team effort than anything else. Besides, I was getting plenty of dick other guys. What I was terrified of, what kept me up in at night, even when I was wrapped in Greg's arms, was what if Doug got infected before I did? "You ok, boo?" Greg asked me. He had noticed my attention had wandered. "Yeah," I said. "I'm fine. Going to be even better when you get me knocked up." "I know. I'm looking forward to it as well." "What if it doesn't happen?" I asked. "I love you," he said. "I love you too." "We have years to make it happen." Greg pushed himself up off my chest. His hard cock was still deep in me; he pulled it out, then pushed it back in. The fluid from his first load squished around inside of me, a deadly mixture of sperm, semen, and virus. "But it's never going to happen if you don't keep taking loads." "Poz loads," I said. "Fucking dirty, infected poz loads." "Like mine." "Being slammed in deep," I said. "Fat, long dicks dripping infected pre-cum." "Like mine," Greg echoed back. "Are you going to breed me again?" I asked. I was hungry for it. My mind was still a bit fogged by the after-effects of the crystal, and I suddenly felt like this was the most important question I had asked Greg. I was almost shaking from the immediate, overpowering fear that he would turn me down. But my dark-haired stud did not fail me. "Yes. Of course I am. Longer. Deeper. Harder." With each word, he took a stroke into my ass, reminding me of exactly my position as the bottom. I gasped, but as Greg continued his relentless penetration and exploration of my hole, I moved past the point of pain, and into pleasure. I was aware of every millimeter of his cock as it explored my body, getting deeper than I thought possible. "Please," I murmured. "Whatever you want. As long as I get your load." "My poz load. You want my diseased spooge, don't you?" "Please," I said. My entire body ached for his cum. "I need it." "You are a hungry stud today," Greg said. "I can feel it inside you. Sucking my cock in deeper. Milking out my pre-cum." He pushed in deeper, smiling as I winced in pain. "Oh, baby," he said, noticing my wince. "You ok?" However solicitous his voice was, I noticed that his cock stayed just as deep in me as ever. "Just a second. Let me get used to it." "Of course. And this never hurts, does it?" He held the bottle of poppers under my nose. It was impossible for me not to inhale the thick chemical aromas. The poppers hit me fast and hard, the sudden rush radiating out from my brain, across my body, and focusing in on my hole. "Keep on taking it. Fucking big hit." "Oh fuck," I moaned. "Oh fuck," I moaned again as my mind exploded into a million different thoughts. "Oh goddamn fuck," I moaned, as my body was racked by spasms of pleasure. "Focus," Greg said, stroking my abs, finding my treasure trail down to my dick. I looked down, expecting to see the soft husk of my dick. However, as Greg's greasy hands ran over it, I was amazed to see it stiff and erect. "Focus on my cock," Greg said again. "Focus on my poz cock. Focus on me dripping deadly pre-cum into you." "Oh god," I moaned. "I want it. Give me your virus." I had just heard Jason talk about spreading the bug when he had been fucking me over the weekend. Memories of those intense two days were coming back to me, albeit blurred by the drugs we had done. The memories were making focus on anything hard. "Just cum in me." "Oh fuck, you want this deadly load, don't you?" Greg had grabbed onto my cock, and was stroking it in synchrony with my own strokes onto his dick. "So fucking hard, getting pounded by my poz cock." "Oh fuck." Greg's hand on my cock had sent another spasm of pleasure through my body, and I was worried I was going to cum far too soon. If I came, I wasn't going to be able to get fucked, and I didn't want to deny Greg the opportunity to breed my hole once more. "Just cum in me. Fucking fuck me up and infect me." "Wanna give it to you," Greg grunted. "Fucking hot bro, you begging for my poz seed. Getting me so damn close." I saw the look in Greg's eyes. Crazed with lust, the animal that all of us possessed was coming out. Once the fierce beast took over Greg's mind, it was only a matter of time before my boyfriend would shoot me full of his toxic waste. I knew how to bring out the beast. "Come on man," I said. "Wanna feel that deadly cum in my hole. Get me knocked up. Get me infected." "You want it?" Greg replied, the beast spreading from his eyes across his face. "Tell me what you want, bro." "I want your sperm. I want you to shoot in me. I want you to breed me with that infected cum of yours." I caught my breath. "I want you to give me AIDS. I want you to be the one that kills me." "Oh hell, bro," Greg said, the sounds almost an indistinct growl. "You're going to get it." The battle against beast had been lost. The man I knew as Greg, my boyfriend, was no longer fucking me. Instead, I was being raped by a totally different, yet strangely familiar Greg. Everything about him was amplified, from his personality to seemingly the size of his cock. I grabbed his head and pulled him to me. "Give me the virus," I said, before jamming my tongue in his mouth. His reaction was immediate; his cock slammed back into my hole. Since the poppers had long worn off, I was barely prepared for the intrusion. I winced and simultaneously tightened my ass around his cock. "Owwwwww," I grunted. "You ok?" I nodded. "Good, because I don't want to stop," Greg said. The animal was still there, still controlling him. He continued. "I'm not going to stop." His hips were slamming against my ass now, each stroke pushing his cock deeper into my body, and his balls closer to releasing their load. "Gonna seed you good. Fuck this virus cum into you." "I'm here to take your infected cum any time you need it. Fuck that poz jizz into me." "Oh yeah," Greg growled. "Oh Yeah," he growled again, this time loud and more intense. "Oh Yeah!," he continued. He was fucking me, and with his fast, deep strokes, I could feel the steady stream of pre-cum, heralding the imminent arrival of his orgasm. "OH FUCK YEAH!" he screamed, loudly enough that I wondered if the other guys in the dorm could hear him. Then he leaned in, and whispered something in my ear. The contrast in loudness only emphasized the sensitive, intimate nature of what he had to say. "I'm going to infect my lover with AIDS." "I'm going to let my poz boyfriend fuck me bareback. And fill me with his dirty cum." I gave him a kiss and his strokes sped up. He was on edge, and I wasn't going to prolong his agony. "Breed me with your poz sperm." "Take it," he said. His body went rigid, as did his cock buried deep in my hole. There was a momentary stillness that engulfed both of us. My tongue in his mouth and his raw cock deep in my guts both stood motionless. But then, the two bombs between Greg's legs exploded. They were each small death factories, constantly pumping out Greg's signature toxic juice. I could feel the explosion travel up his cock, right before it burst into my gut, filling me with the promised second load. "Shoot it in me," I murmured, between frantic kisses. "Take it," he grunted again, as another jet of cum shot out of his dick into my body. He wrapped an arm around me, pulling me tight against his body. I did the same to him. "Take my poz load," he said. We were holding on to each other tightly now, making sure that Greg's deadly spooge was delivered deep into my body. Even if I had wanted, there was no way I could escape being impregnated. "Please," I said. His cock was white-hot poker in my guts and his cum barely quenched the burning. But the pain didn't matter. It was a price I gladly paid for Greg, for having this amazing man fuck me, for him showing how much he cared about me. "I want it." "Take it," he said, one last time. His thrusts were slowing down and were no longer quite the visceral, animal acts. The beast was receding, and the man I knew was returning. "Let me fill you up." "Let me carry your loads to class today." "I love my loads inside you." "I love your loads inside me," I said. There was that particular post-orgasmic happiness engulfing the two of us. Greg's cock was still deep in my body and his cum was now being absorbed and becoming a part of me. There was a peace between us; Greg had accomplished his essential mission of breeding my hole and with the insistent distraction of his cock out of the way, other topics could be considered. Greg wrapped his other arm around me, pulled me even tighter, and rolled over. He made it seem effortless, although it was an expert move to do, keeping his cock inside of me. "What about you?" he asked me, reaching down for my dick. It was still hard, and with his touch, I realized just how horny I was. "Your turn. Stroke that boy cock for me. Shoot your load." "Boy cock?" I asked, grabbing it and stroking it. "It's not as big as yours, I know. But hardly a boy cock." Greg laughed. "A man's cock shoots charged up sperm. A boy's cock shoots blanks." For a moment, I saw the man Greg would become. It was an echo of Nathan, but hardly a reflection. My dick twitched in response. More than anything else, I wanted to be with this man, and at that moment, with his cock deep inside me, we were as close as two men could get. As I rode his still-hard cock, I stroked my dick. "Oh god," I moaned. "I'm going to cum." "Fuck yeah, Clint," he said. "All over my chest. Shoot that cum on me." "Oh god," I grunted again. Greg's cock was deep in my ass. Every move I made reminded me of how tender and used my hole was, but yet, I could hardly stop myself from fucking myself on his manhood. "Oh god," I said as my balls clenched tight. "Oh GOD," I said, passing the point of no return. An arc of white jizz shot out of my cock, over Greg's chest, and landed on the pillow next to his head. "Come on," Greg said. "Shoot it." The next spurt wasn't quite as powerful, but it was larger. The spurt landed on his chest, a long white line starting just below his shoulder and ending at the base of his pec. Several more followed in quick succession, covering Greg's torso with my thick white sperm. "Fuck, that's nice," Greg said, as he scooped up some of my cum and licked it off his fingers. "So fresh. So pure." "You need to fix that." "I know. I'm trying. You're trying. It will happen." Greg wiped up more of my cum and let it drip into his mouth. "That was hot," I said. "Yeah, it was." He let his fingers drift across my torso, following the contours of my muscles and eventually landing at my cock. "So hot to think about infecting you." "And afterwards? Find a new model?" "Of course. For both of us to infect." "I want that. A lot." "Me too," Greg said. "So, you up for a weekend with Doug?" "Fucking?" I asked. "Partying?" "Both," Greg said. "A lot of both." "Yeah," I said. "You thinking this weekend?" "I am." "Not a lot of time," I said. "For?" "You to convert me." "Or for Doug to get puzzled up." "Yeah. But now, I can't decide which I want." "How so," Greg asked. "If I want Doug to be poz and fuck me. Or for me to be poz and fuck Doug." "There's a third option," Greg said. "Both of you poz and fuck me." "There is that," I said. I collapsed on top of Greg. My cum squished between us as we kissed deeply.

There used to be an ABS in Eindhoven (NL) that had a room of booths. There was one larger booth with a seat for two, four private booths and two cabines of two booths connecting, divided by a wooden wall with a gloryhole. On the wall was a case with the dvd's playing in the channels in the booths. While there was a sign that said you weren't allowed to cruise there, men were always waiting for others there. I always walked trough the rooms once, checking if someone was using the gloryhole booths and than I'd examine the movies that were playing, waiting for someone to show up. I prefer older stocky men, ages 50 and up. Oh yeah, and top. I want to be the one sucking cock. But beggars can't be choosers. This one time there was this man, who was already wandering around the booths when I came in. It's hard to describe him, he was really average, mid forties I guess. He was't my type though. As always I was walking past the gloryhole booths, looking if one was occupied. Since none were I walked towards the dvd covers, pretending to look at what was showing but of course just waiting for other visitors. The man was looking at me. Since I was still a twentysomething it wasn't hard for me to find men who wanted me. "Want to join me in the large booth?" he asked. I turned around -my throat was dry- "no thanks" I replied. "I'll suck your cock" the man added and he visible was pinching his crotch, I just shook my head. If he had said he wanted to get a blowjob I might 've considered, but i wasn't interested in getting sucked my self. I wanted to be the one on my knees. "Are you sure? I'll do it good." he added. Men who can't accept no are such a major turnoff. This time I just ignored him and stared at the wall with dvd's again. I began to doubt, whether to stay or go. I really didn't want that man keep bothering me, but I didn't want to leave yet either. Lucky for me another man entered the ABS. Even better was that he didn't waste much time cruising. He entered a gloryhole cabine. The first man obviously wasn't interested in the new guy. He stood right beside the door to the empty booth connected to the booth the new guy was in he but didn't enter. Not wanting to wait for someone else I decided I would enter the otehr gloryhole booth. I walked past the man and entered the booth. This booth however had a shitty lock. I wasn't able to lock it and I didn't want to look stupid and try too hard. I sat down and began looking trough the gloryhole. The other guy had started a movie, while I was too cheap to pay for one. I opened my pants and began playing with my cock, stil looking trough the hole. The other guy also took his cock out. Well this was the moment of truth. Checking is he wanted to get sucked. I crouched in front of the hole, put my finger trough and winked for his cock. The anticipation of cock and the raunchy booth made my cock hard. Suddenly my door squeaked. Annoying man was peeping in my booth. Can't a guy have a little privacy when he wants to suck some stranger's dick? I wanted to get up and close the door again, but that's when a cock came trough the hole. I looked at the fleshy treat in front of me. This is what I came for. At first I stroked the cock a bit, then gave a little kiss on the head, a little lick and than really took it in my mouth. "So you wanted to suck cock eh" a voice behind me said. "You little slut" the peeping man continued. He opened the door even more, looking at me sucking. "Yeah suck his cock boy, suck it" he encouraged me. It sounds a lot hotter than it was to me at the moment. It was kinda nasty that I was being watched while having a strange man's penis in my mouth, yet it was also a nuisance that he was invading my booth. "I should've known you were a cocksucker. Want to suck my cock too?" The man asked and took out his cock. I didn't know what to do. Again it was a hot situation, two cocks for me, but I also was kinda yellow. I just kept sucking the cock through the hole. The man at the other side of the wall pulled back his cock and replaced it with his finger. He wanted to suck me. It's only to polite to give some cock back, so I pushed my thin cock trough the hole. With my pants on my ankles the man in my booth had a good view on my ass. "Ah you do like getting sucked eh boy" The man said "Mmm I like your butt too" and he started fondling my ass. This actually turned me on more than the blowjob I was receiving. The man licked his fingers and began rubbing between my cheeks. "That's a nice smooth pussy you have there" praising my shaven ass and he pushed against my puckered hole. He quickly retracted his fingers and used some more spit to lubricate my asshole. The man took a step towards me, standing against my back, pinning me against the wall. "You like this too?" and without waiting for an answer he shoved his cock in my ass. Goddammit the nerve of that guy. This was practically rape. And yet my dick was harder than ever. Somehow this surprise buttsex turned me on. Didn't I secretly crave to be used like this? It was also my first raw experience. His cock slipped pretty easy in my rectum and the bare flesh felt so much better than with a rubber. "Damn, you have a nice hole. Oh yeah" the fucker moaned. That's when I was about to cum. Not from the blowjob, but because of the cock violating me. The decent thing to do is warn the guy at the other side by pulling back your cock. But I couldn't, not with the man pushing me against the wall when he was pumping his cock in my bowels. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming" I said, and shot a copious amount of cum in the other guys mouth. "Yeah cum, cum for me" my fucker said in my ear. After I cum I lose my lust. Usually I clean up and leave. This time it wasn't possible, not with someone dicking me. My penis was shriveling back to it's limp dicklet size. I heard the guy at the other end leaving his booth. The man fucking me was breathing heavy now "I want to cum too. I want to cum too" he told me. I felt so stupid, so ashamed to be trapped in the booth, my forehead against a cumstained plywood wall, pants down, shriveled dick trough a hole and some bastard raping me. And I sure as hell didn't want him breeding me. "No, no" I pleaded "Not without a condom". "Too late boy" he answered "I'm going to cum in your ass. You goddamned cocksucker, sucking dirty cock from strangers, offering your ass to me. The man was really horned up now, insulting me as he violated me "Take it slut, take my cum" and he took one final trust in my ass and blasted his jizz in my bowels. The man was breathing in my ear. Exhausted of his cumshot. He took a step back and his cock slid out of my creamed hole. I just stood frozen. "Hope to see you again sometime" was the last thing the guy said before he zipped up and left the booth. And then I was alone. Still pretty thunderstruck. The cum trickling down my leg reminded me of the bare fuck I just received. Was I raped? Did it matter, like I would tell anyone I come to these places.

Met a guy to give him a deepthroat blowjob today. He wanted it anonymous with little talking, and I was totally game for that.He was small at first but definitely a grower after he went down my throat for a few thrusts! What intrigued me is that I kept hearing him on this phone type and the typical GrindR notification noise popping up constantly. At some point he held my head still and took a picture of me sucking him and I assume sent it to some guy. Then he innocently asked to see my ass, and started pressing his cock against it, and without even asking started fucking me. I did not expect that at all, as I was in the mood to just give a simple blowjob tonight, but I went with it. He fucked me for a few minutes then withdrew and ordered me to suck him again. Now I've never done ass to mouth before but I again just went with it and followed his orders. He told me to lie down and started fucking my throat pretty deep and I gagged quite a lot. Then the unexpected happened, I heard him call someone, and he was talking with another guy about how he was getting sucked and fucking a bottom boy right now. Then I realized he was on video cam because he told the other guy to look at me sucking. The fact that he didn't even ask me for permission made it even hotter. He went back after a bit to fucking me and was showing it to the dude on video. I was getting fucked raw by a complete stranger blindfolded and he was broadcasting it to another complete stranger. I think they were trying to cum at the same time because he kept asking the other guy if he was close. He asked the other guy where he wanted him to cum, and the other guy asked him to cum on my face and mouth as he wanted to see him cum. A few minutes later he came a huge load flying over my face and in my mouth, and asked me to show the cum in my mouth to the other dude. And they came at the same time and hung up almost immediately. This was a first to me on many levels - never been made to do ass to mouth, and never had pics or even a whole video taken of me being used, especially when we were planning for just a blowjob. The best part? My guy was asking the other if he wanted to fuck me, and the other was like fuck yeah. When he left he told me they're going to organize something to both use me another time, and I'm very much looking forward to my first 3some!

**Like I said, I'm only doing a couple more chapters so this one is quite longer than I intended, but it has the good stuff that I wanted. Enjoy!** CHAPTER TWO That weekend Dan and I had scheduled our next fuck session, planning for a much longer play time this time around. We’d had days of waiting, and now that he got his first taste of hot male butt, his dick was apparently constantly hard as memories of being sunk in me played on a loop in his mind. Good. That means he isn’t as upset about sharing me as I first thought. I wasn’t sure if his neighbor would actually be there this weekend, but I arrived with that exciting thought in mind. I’d never been treated like property before and it turned me the fuck on. The idea of getting passed back and forth between these two guys was like one of my wet dreams come true! And I didn’t even know anything about this neighbor, only that he apparently thought it was okay to blackmail his neighbor for a piece of ass. That should have been disturbing to me, but it wasn’t. Again, it only turned me the fuck on. When I arrived, Dan pulled me in the house quickly and slammed the door shut, but not in haste to get in me as I thought. He was looking sort of frantic and concerned as he dragged me over into the living room. “We don’t have much time ‘til he gets here,” he practically whispered to me. “Are you sure you’re okay with doing this? I never imagined having you come over the other day would put you in this situation. I don’t know how I’d handle the wife finding out, but you shouldn’t feel responsible. I can’t let you do this.” His concern really was sweet, but he obviously had no clue about the world of greedy sex pigs. Okay, so I had the greedy part down, but I was new to being a sex pig. For most of my adult like, I’ve been more reserved. Recently I just started to ask myself, “What for?”. Like, who am I saving myself for? I’ve always had the urge to get used by a lot of men, but always fought it. Not anymore. I took his face in my hands to get him to focus on me as I told him, “Dan, relax. I can handle it. You might think that a lot of the stuff you’ve seen online is just acting, but I can assure you that there are plenty of us who will happily take loads from whoever is offering. This neighbor of yours is just a bonus, so don’t worry. Everything will be fine.” Little did I know . . . Seconds later a loud pounding came from the front door and Dan looked stricken again as he went to answer it. He returned to the living room with a man who was taller than his six feet by about three inches, but where Dan is getting on the thicker side, this guy was rail thin. The pronounced bulge in his pants captured my attention and made me forget to give him a closer look. My mouth was watering and my hole was already yawning open all on it’s own. Dan looked resigned as he quietly said, “Chris, this is my neighbor, Steve. Steve-” “Pig,” Steve interrupted, like he spat the word out. “I think I’ll call you pig,” he said, his tone ominous and predatory as he glared into my eyes. I’d never seen such intensity before. It wasn’t passion. It was something else, something almost sinister. It made me both uncomfortable and horny at the same time. I’d always been drawn to men who looked sort of mean or hard or dangerous (though I never acted on it), and that’s what was radiating off of Steve. I could tell that Steve was going to be the Alpha in this situation as Dan was still sort of cowering, looking like he wanted to be anywhere but here. However, Steve wasn’t going to let that happen. “Dan, why don’t you take first crack at that ass while the pig gets me hard and wet. My dick is a lot bigger than yours, so I’d like a load in there before I destroy his hole,” Steve said, sounding oddly playful. As if it wasn’t obvious that Dan was anxious about this entire situation, I had to work to get him hard enough to fuck me. This should have been turning him on more, not less. Either way, I got him hard while sucking him, as Steve stripped out of his shorts. Once Dan got his cock head in my warm hole, his nerves seemed to vanish. What man could possibly concentrate on worries when their dick is buried deep in a hungry hole? Dan held my hips and pumped away at my ass using a steady pace, while I was bent forward and working Steve’s mammoth cock. It was the hugest slab of man meat I’ve ever seen. Thick as my forearm and probably as long, too. He wasn’t kidding about destroying my hole. I should have been scared, but something told me this man was going to give me the fuck of a lifetime. Steve’s precum was the most delicious thing I’d ever tasted. It had a perfect balance of sweet and salty that made me sort of hope that he would cum in my mouth so I could swish a good mouthful of his seed around my taste buds. But I really wanted to feel Steve in my ass. I have to admit that I’m a bit ashamed. I was so consumed with my thoughts of what Steve was doing to do to me that I wasn’t giving my all to Dan. I was just a hole standing in front of him that he was pumping away. From his soft grunts I guess he was enjoying it anyway, but I know that I could have put much more enthusiasm into that fuck. But something about Steve had me almost hypnotized. Moments later Dan grunted, “Ready for my load?” I yanked my head back off of Steve’s cock and yelled, “Fuck yes! Breed me!” before going back to sucking Steve. It only took about five more thrusts before Dan buried himself balls deep in me and I felt his cock twitching as he unloaded his seed in me. Fuck, that feeling never gets old. And now that he was finishing, I was eager to give Steve a try. I knew that even with Dan’s load coating my ass walls, it was going to be a very tight fit getting Steve’s huge dick up my ass. But I have always loved feeling stretched beyond my capacity, so I knew I would be getting some delicious pain/pleasure soon. Little did I know . . . Once Dan had extracted his softening cock from my now-sloppy hole, I stood and stretched out my back. My eyes were still practically glued to Steve’s enormous dick and I wondered how I would ever fit that in me. I’ve seen videos about fisting before, and I imagine taking him in you would be like that. But I’ve never even come close to trying to get fisted. How the hell am I going to manage it? And yet there was still a pull, a need in me. Now that I’d seen his cock, I just couldn’t turn him away. I had to have him. More like him having me, really. I didn’t think I had much say in the matter anymore. Steve stood back and leered at me while he slowly stroked his cock -that hung practically down to his knees! Not quite, but it was damn close. Now I was feeling more frightening than horny. There really is no way I can take him. As panic was starting to grip me, Steve released his cock and reached out to grab me by the throat. Not enough to cut off my air entirely, but it was a firm grip that told me to pay attention. “There’s no going back, pig. We’ve got an arrangement.” He glanced from me to Dan and then back to me before he said, “Let’s go over to my place. I’ve got a better set-up and . . .” he paused to glance around the immaculate living room, “I wouldn’t want to make a mess in here. And trust me, things are going to get messy.” Steve turned at the doorway of the living room and said, “Grab your shit,” before heading down the hallway away from the front door. I scrambled to gather my clothing but didn’t take the time to actually redress, while I heard Dan pulling his clothes back on and follow behind me. As I headed down the hall in the direction Steve went, I realized that he wanted us to cut through the back yard into his yard, so I didn’t worry that I was completely nude. “Are you sure about this?” Dan asked in a loud whisper. We were at the back door when I looked back at him. “Look, I don’t want to cause trouble for you. And, anyway, he seems pretty determined. I’ll just go along with it. If I really don’t feel comfortable, I’ll get out of there. Besides, what’s he going to do? It’s his word against yours,” I told him before rushing through the yard, through the adjoining gate, and through Steve’s open back door. Steve waited for me just inside the open door. He’d removed his tee shirt, revealing his skinny body. I’ve always been thin and hated when people called me skinny, but this guy was skinny. As in skin and bones. He had a bunch of tattoos on his torso that I hadn’t seen with the shirt on. Some of them were kind of muddled looking, while others stood out clearly. I assumed that they held some meaning to him. He must have been a scientist because some of them looked like chemical symbols. I heard Dan enter behind me and saw Steve’s posture stiffen. Looking up at his face, he was frowning, too. “You might not want to stick around for this part,” he told him. What the fuck was that supposed to mean? Now I was getting scared, no doubt about it. What the fuck have I gotten myself into? I thought I was just going to have a little extra fun, get an extra load, and head home a happy boy. Now I didn’t know what to expect. I looked at Dan who looked really worried for me. He gulped anxiously in that way that told me he was really worried what he’d gotten us both into. Being a genuine guy, he probably felt like shit for getting me caught up in all of this. His eyes darted around a little but finally met Steve’s. He cleared his throat and said, “I’ll stick around to make sure he’s ok.” His voice was a little uncertain, but he was clear that he was going to stick by my side, which went a little to reassure me. Steve scoffed and said, “Suit yourself. But stay the fuck out of my way. The pig is mine now.” Well, his stern voice was night and day compared to Dan’s. Steve left no doubt that he was getting things done his way. Surprisingly, Steve held my hand as he walked me down a short hallway to a door that led to the basement. As he took the stairs, I couldn’t help but wonder why people always had their sex rooms in the basement. Yes, there was something sexy about it. But when you were in a situation like the one I was currently, it was more terrifying than sexy. Visions of serial killers were dancing through my head! The twisted thing was that as I was having these thoughts, Steve was cackling to himself ahead of me. What the hell was he laughing at? Or did I just say all of that out loud? Holy shit! He didn’t say anything, though, until we were standing in the middle of the open concept play room. Dan had paused at the bottom of the stairs, looking completely torn. It was sort of nice that he felt responsible for me, but there really was nothing he could do, so I didn’t bother to try and reassure him. How could I reassure him when I was terrified myself? “Leave your clothes in the bin over there,” Steve instructed, gesturing over to an empty basin on the floor next to the stairs. “Then get that ass up on the fuck bench. You’ll be more comfortable there than if you were standing the entire time.” How nice of him to take that into consideration. Not! He was going to be stuffing that mammoth cock into my tight hole -nothing about this was going to be comfortable! I did as I was told, almost like I was in some kind of haze, or hypnotic suggestion. I could have easily just taken my clothes and run back up the stairs. And yet, here I am, cock fully hard, my heart pounding in my chest, and my hole feeling . . . dammit! My hole was aching to be stuffed FULL! There is no doubt that he will stuff me full. I did as I was told and before I knew it, I was kneeling on the fuck bench, and surprised that I was comfortable this way. There was no strain on my back or legs, and I could just relax. Hopefully I could relax enough to take him into me without doing any permanent damage. He didn’t waste any time either. As I was discarding my clothes and getting into position, he was walking around the room, flipping switches, turning on lights and cameras and monitors playing bareback porn. I had no idea what he planned to do with the cameras, well, obviously I did, but what would he do with the video? Sell it? Post it online? Bloody Hell! And by the time I was situated, he had everything right where he wanted it. And then he was on me. No preamble. One second nothing, and the next I felt his hands on my ass, one hand on each cheek, pulling me wide open. And then I felt his enormous cock head at my opening. Oh fuck, this is it. Relax, breathe, relax, clear everything else away, I told myself in a desperate attempt to will my hole open so that I didn’t get ripped to shreds. My mind closed nearly everything else away, except for Steve and my pig hole. I didn’t think about any other part of my body, just my vulnerable opening and the massive meat dong that was insisting on entrance. I could hear the sounds of raw sex filling the room from the sound system attached to the monitors displaying breeder sex videos. That helped put my mind in the right place. I couldn’t see the monitors, but I could picture assholes gaping open and swallowing cocks, swallowing their loads. As I did so, my hole yawned open and I felt Steve begin to slide in. “Shit, you are a fucking whore!” he laughed as he sunk into me. “Look at you taking that cock. I’m not even pushing and your fucking pig hole is just eating me up. You want what I got, dontcha, pig?” he laughed sinisterly. My hole might have yawned open and allow entrance, but that didn’t mean I was wide open and gaping. He made it a couple of inches in and then stopped, allowing me to breathe and try to adjust. It was still quite a shock to my system. Before I got back into that mindset, Steve slammed full length into me, balls deep in one hard thrust! I felt my entire insides split apart from the sudden invasion and I howled in pain. That explains why play rooms are in basements -so the neighbors can't hear! Normally if there’s some pain during a fuck, I just grin and bear it. This wasn’t just pain, though. I felt like someone just rammed a telephone pole up my ass, I’d never been so full or so violated. Violated, that’s a good word for what I was feeling. And yet, the stupid thing is . . . somehow I was turned on during it all. I could feel my cock throbbing beneath me, trapped between my stomach and the padded bench. It’s almost like another aspect of my personality came out with extreme pain like this, a part that reveled in it. Because apparently I was, as I suddenly found myself shoving back onto Steven’s hard monster cock. “Look at you, fucking pig! Riding this cock even though I just busted you open good!” he snarled, so impressed and amused by my behavior. “You can’t see it, pig, but you will when you watch the video. Your ass is lubing my big dick up nice and slick with all of that blood.” Blood? Hell! Bloody Hell! He really had done some damage. So why was my ass feeling greedy, still? Steve took hold of my hips and pumped away, my hole destroyed and slackened enough that he could just ride me. Especially with the combination of his precum, Dan’s load, and my own ass juices and blood slickening his ride. I could feel all around my ass and down my legs were wet as he continued to rape my hole. I knew it was blood. There was no way Dan bred me that much or Steve could precum that much. So why the hell am I still turned on by this fuck? Am I sick? I’m a sick fucker for loving the fuck this man is giving me. I’ve never done anything like this before, nothing ever this extreme. Steve power-fucked my ass for what felt like another hour, but was probably another fifteen or twenty minutes. Then he slowed and lowered himself down onto me so his stomach was flush with my back. He brought his head down next to mine on the left and whispered into my ear. “So, the pig is enjoying the ride, I take it?” his gravelly voice rumbled sexily. “Good thing ‘cause you’re not getting out of here until I’ve gotten all I want from you. Or, should I say, given you all I want to give you,” he chuckled. “What . . . what do you mean?” I asked, feeling a sudden surge of panic again. “You’re not leaving here without my AIDS, pig,” he snarled into my ear. AIDS?!? What the fuck? I was suddenly thrashing against him, whimpering, trying to get Dan to come and get this sick fuck off of me. I could hear struggling and Dan was trying to get Steve off of me. He didn’t know what Steve had told me but it must have been quite clear that I wanted to go. “Back the fuck off, Dan, or your wife gets a phone call at her mother’s house tonight,” Steve bellowed, and then the room fell silent, except for the porn playing in the background. It’s not like they could have been fighting much, given that Steve was still buried balls-deep up my ass, but whatever struggle they got into ceased and I heard Dan walk away. Quietly, he said, “Chris, I’m sorry. I didn’t know this would happen,” and then he disappeared up the stairs. I felt Steve lean down next to my ear again and in a sexy whisper, he said, “Thank fuck, I thought he would never leave. Now we can have some real fun. You want that, don’t you, pig?” Why did my body respond to this man who had literally destroyed me? I had never been so turned on in my life, and this man just told me he was going to give me AIDS! What the hell is wrong with me? “You want it, I know you do,” he chuckled into my ear before he pushed himself back up to standing. “Are you ready for your first load of AIDS cum, pig?” he asked loudly. “Fuck yes! Give it to me!” I heard my own voice yelling. Fuck, I really am a sick fuck. Then again, I’d just been thinking he was a sick fuck, too, so maybe we were more compatible than I thought. I was so inexperienced with sex outside of vanilla, this was all so new and exciting, I couldn’t deny that I wanted to delve deeper. “Here it comes, fucking whore! Take my HIV! Take my AIDS!!!” he yelled at the top of his lungs as his balls erupted and blasted my shredded insides with scalding hot high viral cum. I’ll admit it stung like a bitch, but somehow I got a perverse thrill from that. I just didn’t know my own mind anymore. As his cum began to shoot into me, I felt my own cock going off below me as a pool of my semen spread out between me and the bench. I felt like such a pig. And I loved every second of it. Steve yanked his dick out of my ass, causing me to yell out in pain and shock. He stepped back and appeared to marvel at the mess he’d made of me. I glanced over my shoulder back at him and could see my reflection in a large mirror on the wall behind him. My entire backside and the backs of my legs were streaked with blood. I hadn’t just gotten a tiny tear. I was bleeding. Not gushing or requiring medical attention. I don’t think, anyway. But there was an alarming amount of blood. “We’re off to a good start, pig,” Steve told me, sounding kind of proud and not nearly as scary as he had before. “You up for it?” I really didn’t want to be up for it. I really thought I should say something like, “Go fuck yourself you sick fuck!” and take my damaged ass to the nearest hospital for some stitches and some PEP. That’s not what I said, though.

I enjoyed this one - title says it all: https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/cumdump-taking-loads-at-outdoor-cruising-38075361

For me what usually does the trick is taking pure for men, keeps me regular no matter how much I’m being used

It is indeed heaven, been there a couple of times and the amount of men and fucking going on is overwhelming at first! But then my bf started operating my ass and all hell broke loose ?

I use pure for men daily to keep myself in check, also drink lots and eat healthy so I’m fairly regular, plus most days I start with a quick douche so I’m good to go all day for quick fucks (even deep ones thank to PFM) for the longer gang fucks I try to eat lightly the day and have a longer deeper douche couple of hours before, then I use toys to make sure I’m clean and no residue water is in the system. So far I haven’t had any issues and I love tasting my ass juices when men allows me to clean them off (big fan of ass to mouth here lol)

Breeding Boyfriends Club I was out for some beers after work with one of my colleagues and my new assistant. My boss, Patrick, is older, early 50s, and smoking hot, recently divorced, newly out, and playing the field with a few casual dates here and there. My new assistant, Alex, is late 20s, latin, short, and adorably ripped. We were chatting out about dating and I told them things were fine if not just a touch stale with my boy. My assistant winked suggesting he knew a way to liven things up. He mentioned that he and his ex had gone on PrEP and went to a club where every week a circle of guys offered up his boyfriend to get fucked by the guys in the club, preferably raw. I dropped my jaw not at the idea of Alex sharing his boyfriend raw, but that he acted like it wasn’t a big deal. Meanwhile, I was getting hard under the table. He explained that the move for the new job, and not having health insurance for the next three months until our plan kicked in, he’d gone off PrEP and was hornier than ever. My boss hadn’t said anything since Alex had told us about the club. He cleared his throat, and said he and one of the guys he was casually seeing would love to start something like that. Patrick confessed to us that he really got off on sharing his boyfriend too. They'd talked and fantasized about it but never followed through. Patrick told me that he got hard thinking about it and stood up to show us his massive cock stretching out his pants. He winked at me and suggested it would be a fun way to spice up my relationship. Alex’s eyes twinkled. He suggested we put an ad online and see if we could get a group started as soon as possible. I promised to discuss it with my boy to see if he'd consider having some fun like that. Alex had said he’d round up a willing bottom to take on the group, so my boy was off the hook for at least a meeting. That night over dinner, I mentioned it to my boy, and he eagerly nodded that it would be a fun way to get some spark back. I’d go to the first meeting, see how it went, and report back. He said that he'd seriously considering getting barebacked by a few strangers. That got me so hard and wet. I bent him right over the kitchen table and started eating his ass. He told me he'd love for me to eat a guy's load out of his hole. I lined up my cock and slid all the way in. It was as if he loosened up just thinking about taking fresh raw cock. My boy and I had a serious talk about opening things up and starting PrEP. I called our doctor's office the next morning, and, of course, we couldn’t get an appointment until after the first meeting, so I agreed to play safe while fucking the willing victim. When the day of the first breeding session came around, Alex’s friend bailed. Alex, Patrick, and I spoke in hushed tones in the office kitchen. Alex wasn't sure he hadn't recently caught something and had maybe passed it to his boyfriend. Patrick was glad to offer up one of the guys he was seeing, and again, showed us his massive hardon straining his pants. I nearly dropped to my knees and swallowed my boss's hard cock right there. With a few hurried text messages to the guy he was seeing, he offered to host the party at his place. After work, I went home to shower, change, and put a few condoms in my pocket. I kissed my boy and headed directly to Patrick’s to safely fuck a stranger with a few colleagues and new friends. Patrick had a swanky big house. He let me in, greeting me naked at the door, with his massive cock swinging, already half-hard and drooling precum. He’d had mattresses placed in the living room and there were already a few strangers standing around naked. Alex wrapped his arms around me and gave me a deep kiss. He started fingering my ass and I reminded him that I was doing the fucking tonight. He jovially frowned and ran to answer the doorbell. Alex led in Patrick’s date, Matt, a sweet-looking skinny twink with bangs over his eyes. He was clearly nervous. About six guys in all were there to top Matt, all strangers to him except his casual boyfriend, Patrick. I admired this dude for being willing to take on so many new cocks. Patrick went first, even though he was very well hung. Matt got on all fours and Patrick slid his big dick into Matt with one easy go. Alex cradled his head and asked if he’d done anything to prepare for our loads. He explained that he’d lubed up with two of his roommate’s loads freshly fucked into him. Alex oinked approval as Patrick came deep inside. Alex went next. His caramel ass looked so good flexing as he hammed his cum into Matt’s loosening hole. I went next, with a condom and sloshed around in his stretched-out ass and cummy messiness. I came in the condom and the next guy assumed his position. I rolled my filled condom off. The guy raw inside Matt took the condom from me and squirted my load all over his dick and fucked it right inside. After a another guy, Matt collapsed, exhausted, not ready to take on that last cock. Matt excused himself to the bathroom and Patrick followed him to make sure he was alright. Alex bravely assumed the position so the last guy could get his nut. Alex asked me to hold him up. I held his head against my chest and spread his cheeks for the last man, a sexy tall blond guy neither of us knew. Naturally, the stranger went raw and filled him with cum. Patrick had come back after seeing Matt out and was jerking off when the final stranger came. He slid right in and bred Alex. I jerked my cock until I came and shot my second load all over Alex's open asshole. As Alex fingered my load into his guts, he looked up to me and told me it was a thrill taking raw cum, especially after quitting PrEP. So hot. I was still hard and slid my cock into his ass, coating my dick with cum. Alex offered to clean me up, but I had a raunchier idea. I got dressed as the party was breaking up and headed home after texting my boy telling him to be naked, lubed, and ready to get bred as soon as I walked in the door. I walked into our place and directly to the bedroom, where my boy’s ass was moist and shiny with lube and ready to get fucked. I pulled my pants down to my knees and slid right in, still rock hard even after shooting two loads. Some of that globby cum leaked off from my cock seeped into my boy’s guts. As I told him about the party, he was out of his mind with lust, begging me to share all that cum. I came deep inside him and stayed there until I was soft. My cock plopped out and he squatted down capturing my third load of the night and remnants of strangers’ seed from my cock, and dripped it into his mouth. He grabbed the back of my neck and fed it to me. Three weeks later it was time for my boy’s turn in the spotlight. He was ready to take cum from strangers, my boss, and my assistant without protection of any kind. He was ready, but was I? To be continued...

Author's note: This section of the story is more story than sex, but it sets up later narrative. Enjoy. 3 When i came to the cop is cuddling me, my head on his chest. "Hey baby" Matty said as he grabbed my face and we made out like teenagers, swapping the cum we swallowed minutes ago. "How long have i been out?" I asked when we came up for air "Just five minutes" Matty said. "You ok?" "Yeah i am ok" i said as i nuzzle on his fat nipple. "My ass is sore but otherwise i am fine. And fucking hell you were rough tonight!" I playfully slapped him on his chest. Matty chuckled. It has been just more than 9 months since my pig conversion event in the middle of nowhere with someone i used to know as hickdad online, whose real name is Dave. That was when i met Matty, who was one of Dave's pig boys. We got to know each other a bit when i was there, and when i went back to the city we stayed in contact by phone and online. Turns out underneath that raunchy pig slut, there is a sweet guy who just want to find someone just as filthy and slutty to share a life with, so after a couple of months of phone sex and sweet talk on Facetime, he packed his stuff, said goodbye to Dave, and moved into my apartment in the city's gay neighborhood. We spent the first week of his arrival mostly in bed with each other, only to venture out for drinks and food at night. I introduced him to some of my friends, who practically came in their pants as they eye raped him. We signed up to the same gay-heavy gym in the area, and found a trainer who can supply us with the right "supplements" to get bigger. Matty is fascinated by life in a city, since he grew up in the country with a limited life as a gay dude. I took him to the bathhouse, where we caused a stir when we "pimped" each other out for some old fashioned raw piggy fun. I won the bet by taking one more load than him. As "punishment", i get to fuck him when we got home, sticking my dick into his cum slicked hole until we both bust our pent up loads. Matty soon found a job as a cop. The city's police department was looking for a openly gay dude who can be part of a team that deals with issues in the neighborhood, and with his good country boy looks and a degree from community college he is basically a shoo-in for the academy. After graduation, he got stationed in the gay neighborhood's precinct. Meanwhile, i took a new job working at home as a computer tech. Anyway, back to the present. We lift, we work, we fuck around. We loved roleplaying, and we love being degenerate cum pigs, but you cant just invite strangers to your house to steal all your shit, so once in a while I would go rent a motel room not far away and open my hole for anonymous dicks. If Matty is working the late shift, he would come and use me last, sometimes pretending he is just a random cop, breed me full of his cum, and then we would go home together. That night after the motel we went home with some pizza and a 6-pack of beer. Just as we are finishing our food, Matty's phone rang. "Hey boys!" the gruff voice of Daddy Dave appears "Hi Dave" we said. We exchanged plesantries and small talk. Although Matty moved away to be with me, they are still good friends and he didnt hold a grudge against me for "stealing" Matty from him. We talked about our sex lives, our apartment, and Dave's friends. Scum moved out of state to dodge a warrant, and Sean shacked up with the formerly married guy from the factory. Bubba, the big fat poz dude who fucked the cum out of me, is apparently back in jail for beating up a gay dude who won't sleep with him. "He could have just called me" i said to all three of us laughing "Anyway," Dave said "Joe is coming to some bodybuilder competition to try out, so I am gonna come to the city with him. You guys want to get together?" "Yeah!" we both shouted into the phone. We got the date and time of the event and told Dave we will try to clear our schedule for some fun. Soon enough the day arrived. It was a friday, so we both arranged an extra day off and drove to the convention center hotel by the airport. 4 (Dave's POV) Knock knock I opened the door to see my two pig boys standing there. "Daddy Dave!" they said in unison as they entered. "Hey hows it going guys?" I said as i gave each of them a hug and a grope. They both look really great. Cory, the younger one is more solid and built than he used to, while Matty is as beefy as ever. Honestly, I can't believe this fucking cockslut that would sit on any dick within 50 miles has become a fucking cop! We sat on the beds and chat while Joe is still getting ready in the bathroom. For such a butch guy he is as fussy as a bitch when it comes to his grooming. Matty is regaling me about his adverntures in the city, going to the baths and clubs with Cory and having fun roleplaying, and I have never seen him so happy. In a way, i am proud that i was the catalyst that brought these two piggy boys together, and I am glad Matty finally found someone who can understand and love him. The bathroom door opened and Joe came out wearing nothing but his posing suit. 5 "Fucking hell" I thought as i saw Joe for the first time in over half a year. Dave's roid dealer has transformed from a 350-pound bloated muscle beast to a leaned out 300 pound muscle monster for the competition. In his bloated state he is already hot as fuck, but now he is absolutely huge and shredded, his posing thong leaving nothing to the imagination. I have no idea how he manage to keep his junk in that thing, but the tiny shred of fabric looks like it is about to rip itself apart. "Hey guys" Joe grinned as he greeted us "Thanks for coming" "Hey buddy" Matty got off the bed and gave him a hug. "This is Cory, you didnt know his name back then but you remember him, don't you?" my boy said with a sly grin. "Hey yeah!" Joe came over and gave me a bear hug. He is still just as literally hot as i remembered him pounding my hole back then. "Look at you! you look like you packed on some muscles yourself!" "Not as much as you!" I said as i started feeling his biceps. "Damn thats massive" "You like it?" Joe said as he strike a double bicep, showing off. He looks so good that neither Matty nor I can resist and we both started to kissing his biceps and rubbing his sucked in roided gut before moving towards his delicious nipples. "Oh Fuck" Joe moaned as we licked his tits. The bulge in his posing strap grows, straining what little fabric ther is covering it. His cock is getting harder and harder, peaking out from the side of the strap. "Fuck, boys please stop" Joe pulled both of us away from his nipples. His entire body is flushed and his roid gut is heaving. "Fucking hell! My bodybuilding coach said i can't have sex until its all done, and i am so fucking horny i would cum in my thong." He said sheepishly. To see a hypermasculine redneck his size embarassed is almost too adorable for words, but we promised to leave his sexiness alone until he is done. He slipped on a tank top and some sweats and we went down to the convention center. Thanks to being on Joe's "team" we are allowed to go into the backstage area of the competition. The place smells of nothing but tosterone and sweat. Dave escorted Joe to his prep area while we wander around the hall. Numerous musle guys are parading around in the skimpiest briefs and jocks and pumping themselves up in preperation to go on stage. Aside from the competitors themselves, the room is full of muscle daddies and boys who are here to help their friends and clients prepare. We turned a corner and came face to face with the hot bodybuilder who fucked me in the motel not long ago. He recognized me and smiled. "Hey, how are you? You look great!" I said as we shook hands. "Thanks! I am competing in the heavyweight division today. By the way my name is Pete" He said. I introduced myself and Matty to him and we talked for a while about lifting, supplements and whatever. While we are talking he was slathering tanning lotion all over himself, making his skin darker to show off his shredded build and obscuring all his tatts including the biohazard symbol on his gut. Just as we are above to split, Pete handed me a card with a number on it. "Hey listen," He whispered into my ear "This is not a good time to talk, but some of us are planning for some fun in one of the clubs after the show. Call me tomorrow" He winked. The show went without a hitch. we cheered on Joe and Pete as they appear on the stage. Neither won, but we got to see almost-naked men showing off their bodies and it was a fun experience. Afterwards, Dave and Joe went to get a bite with us before both need to get some well-deserved sleep. 6 The next day is a Saturday. I woke up to the smell of fresh coffee and someone eating my hole. Matty is probing his tongue into my pig cunt and it feels fucking amazing. "Oh fuck me" I cooed as Matty slide up my body and probe my slob-up hole with his thick dick. We both groaned as it slipped inside my well-used pig cunt. Gentle fucking turned into a pound-fest as Matty screwed me in multiple positions all over our bed. "Oh fuck baby i am gonna cum" Matty growled in my face as he pounds my cunt on my back. "Fuck it feels so good fucking breed my hole baby" I moaned as he start jacking my rock hard boner in his hand. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck" Matty screamed as i can feel this dick throb and his load swimming up my hole. Then he froze up and i can feel this dick still hard and pulsing. "Fuck i gotta piss. You want my piss babe?" "Yeah put that fucking piss in me" I said as he unleashed his morning piss inside, filling me up. "Take my piss up your cunt you fucking pig" he growled as we kissed while his hand stroke my clit. "Oh FUCK i am gonna cum" the presssure from his piss and his dick pushed me over the edge as my pig bro rub on my cockhead and spurts of cum blasted out of my tool. The first shot landed right on my nipple and Matty wasted no time to suck it off my tit, making my hole spasm against his tool while my pig clit finish unloading between our bellies. His cock is still firmly lodged in my hole when the phone rings. Matty strated to pull out to grab it. I wrap my legs around his body. "Hold on babe, you cant pull out, its gonna spill all over the place and I dont want to wash the sheets again. It would be the third time this week" I grinned "Ok hold on" Matty said as he reached over and grabbed the buttplug off the nightstand and in one swift move exchanges his dick with the plug in my hole. Then he answered the phone. "Hey Dave" "Hey boys. Morning" Dave said while he tried to suppress a yawn. "Hows it going" "Good, just finished screwing my morning load and piss into Cory" He said as i waddled to the bathroom to unload my hole's contents. "Good boy! Anyway, Joe is asking if you guys have any plans tonight. He wants to see if you are up for some fun" "Sure, let me check with Cory and call you back" Matty joined me in the shower. We kissed as i started lathering up both of us. "Joe and Dave said they want to have some fun tonight, any ideas?" Matty asked "I guess we can take him to the bathhouse. Or the sex club. Wait... Remember the muscle guy who fucked me in the motel last time? He gave me his number to call and he wants to have some fun too." "Maybe we should give him a call" We sipping our reheated coffee while i dialed the mystery number. "Pete here" "Hey this is Cory from yesterday..." "HEY! so glad you called. Anyways, a bunch of guys who are at the show are planning to get together in the Steam Bathhouse tonight. Would love for you and your man to come and be the feature attraction. Now that we are done with the show we really need to get our rocks off" Matty and I looked at each other. Both of us got hard instantly. "Sure" I said, trying to be as nonchalant as possible as Matty got on his knees and start sucking on my boner. "Wha-wha-what time?"

You'll probably want to watch this one before it disappears! https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/chaser-taking-loads-at-mal-39603221 My sub that I successfully converted a while back take turns breeding a chaser with our toxic loads at MAL 2019.

Chapter II. I fucked my boy twice a day for the next three weeks. Every time I entered his bare hole, I remembered the sensation of that extra cum sloshing around. I was worried about him taking cum from strangers, but knew it turned us both on. Since my boy was volunteering to get railed by these strangers, we were in line to host. I took the day off work to get things set up. My boy came home from his job early to soak in the tub, clean out, and get lubed up. We’d been firing our loads into a jar in the fridge and bought a lube shooter online just for the occasion. After he was cleaned inside and out and the house was ready for a raw breeding party, he lay on the bed, legs up, and I shot a week’s worth of our cum into him. He was good and ready for what was about to happen. His hole was still tight, but leaking seed. Patrick and Alex arrived together. They'd been flip-fucking in the office after work a few days a week. Patrick had brought his casual fuckbuddy Matt and they all took turns bottoming for each other, swapping loads. Patrick invited me to join one evening and I would have, but I was still hesitant about fucking raw without PrEP. Both Patrick and Alex were getting over a pretty serious cold, but they both rallied to join the fun. Two of the guys from the last meeting couldn’t make it, so Alex invited his ex and a his ex's new boyfriend to join in the fun. That made maybe five guys including the three of us. As they arrived, my boy handed out a few beers, naked, letting the guys fondle his dick and finger his already-cummy furry hole. Alex asked if I wanted to go first before he was good and sloppy. I confessed that that a messy used hole was exactly what I wanted, so I'd go after the five guys had all had a turn. Alex suggested that Patrick go first so my boy would be good and open for the rest of the guys. We all followed my boy upstairs where he bent over the foot of our bed. When Patrick was sharing his man's ass with us, it somehow felt less intimate. We weren't in their bedroom, and they were only casually dating, not two guys in a relationship inviting strangers into their bedroom to get one of them bred. That though got me super hard. Patrick slapped his drooling cock on my boy's ass. Alex grabbed my boy's ass cheeks and spread them wide. Alex's ex slid his long cock down my boy's throat while his boyfriend put his cock in my boy's hand to slowly jerk. I put my cock in my boy's other hand. Patrick took his time easing his raw cock balls deep into my boy as we all egged him on. My boy groaned the big dick in his mouth. Patrick gave him a few seconds to get used to being so full. When he started fucking, globs of cum lube trickled out and matted his sweaty pubes. Patrick hammered him harder than I ever fuck my boy. He shouted that he was about to cum and grabbed my hand, bringing it to his big nuts. I squeezed them and felt them pulse as he filled my boy with his seed. Alex slid in after him and my boy had to release the dicks in his hands and mouth so he could fuck himself back on Alex's cock. Alex had a low-hanging sack and big balls. I rolled them around in my palm as he let my boy use his cock. Alex's ex stood over my boy's hips and slid his cock down Alex's throat. Alex grunted on that fat dick and slurped away. Alex's ex pulled his cock out Alex's mouth and winked at me. He climbed down and stood behind me, easing his spit-slick cock up and down my ass crack. He whispered in my ear as Alex came closer to shooting, 'Had to pull out. I have a better place to put my dirty load…' I was confused as to why his load would be more dirty than anyone else's. Alex bred my boy sloshing even more cum into his ass. Alex's ex laid down next to my boy and hoisted his limp body onto his cock. The ex's new boyfriend slid a finger in. He wagged his thin long cock at me and pointed to my boy's stuffed hole. He pulled his gloopy finger out and slid right into my boy's ass alongside his boyfriend. I was loving watching my boy take two strangers' raw cocks at the same time, only a little sad that I wasn't inside him when he took his first double penetration. The guys fucking my boy had their heads close to my boy's ears, and whatever they were whispering was really sexy. My boy just moaned over and over. As Alex's ex was about to cum, he shouted, 'Beg for my load boy. Take it. Take what you want!' My boy groaned as both cocks inside him erupted. They pulled out slowly and I knelt behind his stretched-out ass. My boy's hole gaped as I traced his puffy red ass lips with my fingers, smearing them with fresh cum. I lined up my dripping cock and slid inside him. My cock was so wet in his slack hole. Alex pressed my boy's cheeks together to get it to feel tighter. I was so turned on that I shot pretty quickly, adding my cum to the mess leaking out of my boy's ass. My boy was all but passed out as Alex knelt and cleaned off all of the guy's cocks, savoring mine last. We left my boy collapsed in the bed and went downstairs for a beer. The guys were all in a great mood after loosing their loads inside my boy. Alex promised to host next time, even if he had to offer up his own ass to share. Patrick bent over the sofa and sucked Alex's cock while his ex's new boyfriend ate his ass. Alex's ex wrapped his rugged arms around me and kissed me hard. 'Thanks for sharing your boy's ass, man. So glad he's open to playing with guys like us…' 'Like us?,' I asked. 'Yeah. POZ guys. Like us…' His words hit me like a brick. With the other guys busy, I prodded further, 'Does Alex know you're POZ?' 'No,' he answered, 'but, I'm pretty sure I pozzed him before we split. So, if he's been fucking around, he probably already pozzed a few guys…' It dawned on me that Alex and Patrick might not have been getting over a regular cold. The guys on the sofa all came again. Alex's ex could see that I was a bit shaken up and he and his boyfriend got dressed quickly and headed out. Patrick and Alex followed a few minutes later, noticing that I was quiet. They wanted to make sure that I was okay, and I told them they may want to go to a clinic and get checked out. They seemed confused, but thanked me for a great night. After seeing Patrick and Alex out, I went back upstairs. My boy was right where we had left him, cum still oozing out of his opened hole. I slid into bed next to him and smoothed his sweaty hair. He kissed me and thanked me, 'This is the kind of raunchy rough risky sex I wish we'd been having for a long time…' I kissed him gently and told him that this kind of sex was more than a little risky. He just grinned at me, then started licking my ear. He whispered to me, 'I'm pretty sure I just got DP'ed by two raw POZ cocks…' I exhaled, 'yes, very likely…' He kept whispering and reached for my cock, already hardening again at this filthy talk, 'I'm pretty sure he converted Alex and I'm pretty sure Alex converted Patrick… ' I moaned, 'yes…' He positioned himself over me in a sixty-nine, with his cummy ass right over my mouth. He gobbled my cock as I tongued his hole. 'Fuck yeah! Eat that ass! Eat that ass leaking POZ cum!' I did just that, fingering globs of cum into him then swallowing everything pouring out of his hole. I came down his throat and he shot his load all over my chest before licking up and swallowing his own seed. After catching our breath and making out for a few minutes, he grinned at me saying, 'If I get a bad cold in the next month, can I join the party? I'd love to try topping more. You know, spread my seed around…' I kissed him knowing these fuck parties had already changed our lives forever.

What I did isn't something I am proud of nor do I regret it, it was a necessary evil. In the state of Victoria Australia in the final year of high school how well you do is assigned a ranking/ENTER score. It's basically comparing how well you did with others doing the same subjects for that particularly year and factors in how hard the subject is in comparison to other subjects and then all of this comes down to one number out of 100. My weapon at the time was my abs, my bleached blond hair, and my reputation for having a big cock and being able to provide those I fuck to cum multiple times. This reputation was established from 16 on wards. So if you can't tell where this story is going I will spell it out for you. It's a fairly well known fact that girls who get knocked up tend to drop out, if not permanently they usually leave for that year, or at least if they're dealing with an abortion they're far less likely to be preoccupied with studying for exams/completing essays. With my weapons and rep I set out to make my potential ranking increase by targeting the smarter chicks in my school, fuck them, breed them, get them to drop out. The hunt Jane Phillips was exceptional at the sciences, she was in my physics and chemistry classes and clearly top of the class. I was strong academically but I needed her out of the picture. She had small scattering of freckles on her nose, wore thick black glasses, and clothes too big too flatter her natural assets. She wasn't popular, that's not to say she didn't have friends but mainly she didn't run with my crowd at school and she was very under confident. She was easy prey. It was fate that we where paired together for our lab assignment. We needed to devise a method over the weekend, write up a hypothesis, a method to test it, and then test it in the lab come Monday morning. I suggested she come to my house because my parents where globe trekking and I didn't want to have to explain Jane's moaning to her folks when we should be studying. Saturday rolled around and we started to hit the books. "I'm sorry this just isn't working, I'm too frustrated and can't think" I said rubbing my bulge, clearly cupping a monster in my pants. She looked embarrassed and blushed as if my cock had never been thought of by her female lizard brain. "I don't think I know what you mean" she said dismissively. "I see you looking at me in class. I know you like me. I know I'm making you wet right now. I just think it'd be more productive if you helped me with this and then I could focus on our assignment more" I started to stroke the outline of my cock. "I, I... I don't think we should be doing this" she was flushed but clearly excited. "It's okay, just give it a squeeze it won't bite you" I grabbed her hand and placed it on my crotch. She didn't take it away, she squeezed. "It's so hard... would it really help you study?" "Yeah I'm desperate, and I really like you. I'm really happy we got paired together. Please help me out. I'll make you feel good too" I said giving my puppy dog eyes and cheeky smile. I had her. She unzipped my pants. I hadn't been wearing underwear and my cock smacked my chest. The precum wet my top. I took it off. She started stroking my cock. I layed on my bed as she jerked me. She was pretty fucking terrible at it. Which was good because I wanted to nut inside her, eliminate her from the science fields and help my ranking. I licked my fingers, pushed aside her pants from under her skirt and manipulated her pussy and clit. She clearly had never been touched before in this way. She moaned in need and desire. "I'm sorry, it's not your fault, I'm sure you've never done this before but I won't get to where I need to with what you're doing, Can you put me in your mouth please" I said nurturing her through the process. "I'm sorry I'll try harder" she could only fit the head in and barely that, she stroked the shaft as she suck my head. This was better but not what I had planned. I knew I'd need to get her purring on my fingers to take things further. "I'm so sorry, maybe we should stop, I'm just not going to be able to cum this way" I said as I took her just to the edge, she whined. "Is there something else I could do?" pleading. "Maybe you could sit on it and slowly slide down it, I seriously won't take long to get what I need done if you do that and then we can get back to study" "I, I... don't have any condoms on me, do you have any?" "Sorry I've never used one, they don't tend to fit me well and I usually just pull out just before, what do you think?" "If you're sure you'll pull out, I'm not on the pill yet and I'm in my risky time" My brain went into overdrive, her "risky time" this was a time to sneak one passed the goalie. I had intended to keep fucking her every chance I got throughout the school year til I knocked her up but this could be a golden opportunity. What this stupid little slut didn't know was that I could cum multiple times. The first time was always thick and huge and after that was watery and more for show. I knew where the first load would go... She put me at her opening. My 9inch weapon broke through her wall and the little bitch cried out. I was going to take her virginity and her academic potential in one hit. I felt a pang of guilt but the reality is that a guy like me wouldn't look twice at this book worm had I not had an ulterior motive, likewise she'd never have a stud like me take her virginity if there wasn't my agenda in play. Anyways if she was stupid enough to take a guy in her without a rubber on his word he would pull out then the little whore deserved what she got. To be continued

Very hot start...

I just don’t bring up the topic. If the top does, I play along but when we get down to it, the top almost always ends up not using a condom. The tops who say they only play safe, almost always go bare if given the chance. At least that was what I’ve found. I’ll be bent over for a safe only top with their tongue in my ass and next thing I know they’re inside of me raw.

That's sort of how I started. First looking for the blowjobs I wasn't getting at home. Then fucking a tight ass, first with a condom, and then bare and breeding. The first time a bottom sucked my cock and fingered (then ate) my ass, I was in heaven. Graduated to reciprocating blowjobs. When a guy I was sucking started playing with my ass, and talking about wanting to fuck me, it really got me thinking about bottoming. After several times wanting to bottom, but chickening out at the last minute, I finally hooked up with my FB at his house and told him once I walked in "I'm not leaving today until you fuck me. I've got to get over my fear and try it." He took his time, loosened me with his fingers and lube, and took my cherry that afternoon, bareback. Haven't looked back since.

The most I’ve been fucked was nearly 24 hours straight, the only “issue” I had was that I was leaking cum for 2 days after ? ?

Quickies are fun. I’ve had a few hookups that happened in like 4 messages or less and 10 mins. So fun when that happens but they don’t stand out Talking about quickies though, two do stand out: hooking up with a guy in the Denny’s bathroom after a circuit party (just oral) and this twink boy I was “talking to” in college (before I discovered my inner cumslut), we’re we’re making out. I think I got his shirt off. Pants unbottoned, feeling each other up. He came before I even got his pants off. Wtf.

Awesome start! I could use some of this right about now!

Great start! Can't wait for more!

always love your stories. I've blown more than a few loads to them.

Part 22; I quickly got behind Mike, and knelt down, fixing my gaze onto his exposed cunt, which was very clear to see due to wastage of his ASS. He was cumming alright, as with each grunt his perineum wickedly twitched. Fuck YES!! My own nasty Dick in a toxic heartbeat became rock solid, leaping towards the ceiling. I stroked very very slowly as I imagined with each pulsating throb to the thick root of this twisted fuckers AIDS Dick ejaculating it's highly charged death seed, with nowhere to go but to coat the inside of the boys velvety yet inflamed bleeding rectum! Even though everyone else had just shot their filthy fuck fluid inside my pups loose and swollen converting fuck vessel they were all STILL hard, and stroking! Mike fell on top of the neg twink, and with the exception of some movement due to a raspy cough that had now ensued, Mike lay motionless! We all just stared for a good several minutes, stroking. What a Beautiful sight! Vibrant life had just welcomed a destructive force, in the hope of a permanent setting. Mike suddenly looked up and at Lee, gave his signature sick and twisted smirk. He drew breath ... - Go on Lee. You know what this piece of neg boy-meat deserves now. don't ya? - Some well earned parTy to go with his play? - Fuck yeah! Lee went to the case of magic tricks, took the necessary required paraphernalia, and attached a tourniquet on the newly bred boy's arm. Then they both did something none of us were expecting. Mike withdrew, and his wonderful thick veiny AIDS weapon was still fully erect, pointing upwards, with its natural strong curve. Lee took a scalpel he was holding, and made a small incision into one of Mikes beautiful bulging veins. Blood infected with all kinds of toxic filth trickled down his shaft, and Lee wasted no time in swirling the needle around in the blood as it trickled down the stick of death. He pressed the dirTy needle on a vein, and slammed Mike's brand new pig with a hit of tina. He soon began to writhe. pant and perspire in the sling he was cuffed in on all four corners. Mike took out the toothbrush from his satchel, and dabbed it on the the blood on his legendary fuck weapon, inserted it into the poz pig in the makings wet, and increasingly battered cunt, and massaged the brush, slow, yet firm. - Fucking Hell Master, PLEASE give it to me. - Give you what Pig? - Your AIDS, PLEASE ... MASTER After he uttered those words he stuck his tongue out, keeping it out, and kept opening and closing his jaw so his tongue kept hitting his top front teeth, and made begging whimpering noises, as his eyes started to express complete vacant submissive expression. Mike laughed arrogantly ... - That is exactly what I am in the middle of doing pig. You are completely MINE now, you do understand that? He reacted intensifying his current expression with an increase in pitch in his whimpers, and nodding. Leaving the toothbrush in, Mike re-inserted his open wounded AIDS Fuck beast and began fucking again, with a good steady rhythm. Fuck, this sick AIDS Demon was still erect and able to Fuck. He held onto the rattling chains, throwing his head into the air, letting out an almighty evil cackle. This was met with loud cheers from the crowd and various statements ... - Yeah, fuck your toxic waste into his neg cunt. - YeeeaaaahhH, give him your AIDS Man. After a few minutes Mike withdrew, and ordered Doctor Lee to un-cuff the pig in training and kneel him before his new AIDS Master. Once in p☢️zition Mike took off Dan's anti-retro necklace and put it over and around the base of his Death-Shaft, so it dangled underneath his balls. - I do believe you have now finally earned that right pig of drinking your AIDS Master's pus straight from the tap. Now lick my nasTy Dick clean, cunt, *Mike barked* The pig in waiting got straight to what had been requested of him, licking up pus, a mixture of neg and very high viral poz cum, his own cunt juice, and M☢️RE! Once his Master Dick had got a good cleaning, he took hold of the back of his new pigs head, and slowly skull-fucked his throat, looking down with his yellow gaunt face, and his raspy chesty cough ☠️ now echoing around the room. - Lee, fetch the Urinal Mask would you mate, and put it on my new pig - Sure Once the Urinal Mask was on, Mike instructed his pig to climb into the tin bath that already had a good amount of piss in it, kneel, and not to get out unless told. He done as he was ordered, and knelt in the golden salty piss, toothbrush hanging out of his cunt ... - Right Good Men, no one is to cum inside my new pig tonight, however you are all encouraged to piss into his Urinal Mask. In two nights time, at 9pm, five more toxic studs courtesy of our host Alan here will be coming for phase two to the proceedings. I hope you will be able to attend, because that is when I will give up my piss pigs cunt for all to USE how they WANT. ******* I have some further firm ideas for this story. All creative input from my fellow BZ pigs more than welcome ??

Regarding numbers, high load counts ... absolutely agree with u that the u get 50% more that flake. To get high load counts, a few things I’ve learned. First I’ve had two parties I still remember, the 32 load one and a 23 load one in Mexico City, all the rest are much smaller load counts. first thing is I found is to be in a large city, LA, Mexico City, Chicago, etc. u get lots of guys interested yet still only a certain number show up, law of large numbers. Second plan the time right, either after work or later at night. It can take 4 to 5 hours to get the loads.. don’t get discouraged. Make it easy for the tops, easy access motel , free parking, minimal security. When Uber/Lyft drivers stop by to drop a quick load, u got the right location!! HaHa! Finally, put up multiple invites; I use bbrt, scruff, a4a to name 3. It all takes some planning and effort, but I’ve had a lot of fun being my cum dump self!!

Clerk at Folsom Gulch Vidro in SF fucked in the store near the Dildos. Came in my ass in 5 minutes. I walked in the back and took a few more loads..he help me lubed my ass.

At the Meat Rack in Los Angeles in the '80's, took a break from sucking guys and went into the restroom to piss. There was a black guy sitting on the toilet, so I turned around. He asked "Do you need to piss?" I said yes. He said, "I'll drink it." I had never really thought about it, but I needed to piss ... so he grabbed my cock and slid it inside his mouth. It took some concentration to focus on pissing and fight my hard-on, but in time I was able to piss inside his mouth. He drank it up and I learned how fucking hot piss play is. It wasn't long before I wanted to experience drinking piss and giving that pleasure to another guy.

Another old pic. Around the time I really became an exhibitionist and realised that sex was fun

You ask for this, and here it is. Standard Disclaimer: All characters are fictional, including the narrators. All resemblance of anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental. I would say do not try this at home, but you probably have already. Lots of typos, still. Gotta edit these things one of these days LOL. Pig Life 1 The motel room is dark, damp and worn. The once white covers are stained yellow by nicotine and god knows what, and the whole place feels dirty and raw.The bathroom smells of stale piss and the room smells of cigarette smoke, poppers and cum. perfect. i locked the door behind me and pulled the curtains to block the setting sun, and stripped down to my jockstrap. Staring at the mirror i see myself: beefy, well built, and fucking horny. I rub my hands up and down my body, tweaking my bitch tits, and feel my pig cock stiffening. Reaching into the little duffel bag i took out a pair of nipple clamps, a couple bottles of poppers, and a assortment of dildos, setting them all on the nightstand. Then i took my laptop out, boot it up and logged onto my favorite hook up sites. "Fag boy pig needs to be bred big time. Poz friendly. Want your piss and cum now. Send pic to get address" I passed the time watching pig porn videos. In one, a stupidly huge bodybuilder, roided to the max, is getting slammed by a bunch of big muscled tops. One by one they cum in his tight muscle hole, and he wants it more and more, just pushing his hole out and let it drip, his clit throbbing and dripping. Watching the movie made me rock hard. Ignoring my raging cock i reach under and tease my hole with my spit covered fingers. "You got mail" Looks like my ad got some responses. actually, lots of them. Most of them are obvious fakers and hookers, which i throw out. But at least 6 of them look promising, all blue collar boys who need to get their rocks off. Some sent pics of their body, a couple sent their dick pics, but all of them look good. So i type in my response. "looks great bud. cant wait for you to seed my hole. No comdoms. I am in Lucky Motel off route 76 by the airport. Room 23. door's unlocked so come right in and just use me up" I unlocked the door and turn off all the lights except the bathroom and the porn playing and waited, ass lubed and plugged, just like a dirty pig cunt should be. A flash of light pass through the window as a truck pulls into the spot in front of my room. Is it one of them? I lay in the bed, slowy stretching my wet hole with the butt plug, and waited. The door opens, and a large man walked into the room. The dim lights from outside and the bathroom shows a big, beefy shadow, in a baseball cap and dirty mechanics overalls. "You the fag that wanna get some cock" "yes sir" "you like piss too bitch" "yeah" "get your fag ass into the bathroom" Doing as i was told, i got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom, got into the shower, and knelt down. I can hear the man getting out of his clothes. his cheap deoderant and sweat floods the air. I take a deep huff of my poppers, and my cock is rock hard in anticipation a little precum soaking through my jock. I was taking any long pull from the poppers bottle when he walks in. My first fuck of the night is a young white dude, about 6 foot tall with a beefy build thats the result of honest labor and too much beer. He is clean cut, his smooth pecs are covered in tats. He is still wearing his cap and a pair of worn out briefs, yellowed with age and sweat and probably piss, his cock and balls forming a obscenely large bulge under it. Wasting no time, he grab the back of my head and push it into his crotch. "breath in my crotch faggot, yeah smell my junk. Bet it smell fucking awesome to you huh you fucking cocksucker." I breath in deep as he mashed his crothc into my face. The aroma is intoxicating: sweat and piss and a hint of cum. I started to tongue and lick the briefs, and his cock begins to swell inside the cotton pouch. Without a word, he pushed my face away and pulled down the briefs, reviealing a set of large and clean shaven cock and balls. still holding my head away, he forced me to look up at his sneering face. "You want this fucking irish cock dont you" nod. "yeah i bet you do. You want to suck my cock dont you" nod. "no shit right. look at you, on your knees in front of me like a real fucking fag boy. You like piss too bitch?" "yes sir" "then open your fucking fag mouth. here it comes" he groans as a stream of piss spurts from his half hard cock, directly onto my face, and my mouth. I tried to drink down all the warm salty liquid but its too much, most of it flows down my face and onto my body. I am covered by his hot piss, my cock straining the now soaked jock. Without warning, he pushed my head into his cortch, forcing his still-pissing cock into my mouth "yeah cocksucker, drink it all up" i struggled to suck up all the warm and acrid piss down my throat as he proceeds to skull fuck me, his cock reaching 8 inches of full hardness as his piss subside. I moaned lustily as he rapes my face, tweaking my tits and tried my hardest to swallow the cock whole. "Oh fuck yeah, suck my cock oh god suck my fucking cock suck it suck it" he moaned as he rough fucks my throat. After a couple of minutes i begin to taste the distinct salty taste of precum. Jus then he pulls my head off his crotch and stepped back "Bend over faggot let me see you hole' I got up from the dirty shower , turned around and bending over, showing him my beefy ass and the butt plug i was riding. I slowly pushed out the plug, showing him my puckered hole, wet with lube and twitching in anticipation. Without warning, he pushed a finger, then 2 inside. I moaned and my ass spasmed at the invader. "Nice warm hole you got here bitch. you want my cock in it huh? " i moaned "i bet you do you fucking slut. get your ass to the bed" We get back into the dark bedroom where i lay down on the bed, face down and ass proped up a stained pillow. I take a deep huff of the poppers as he continue to finger my hole sending jolts to my prostate. i repsonded by pushing my ass back onto his finger. "Oh yeah thats a sweet tight hole. I bet you want my cock in it dont you" "yeah please fucking fuck my hole oh god please shoot your fucking load inside me" "yeah i bet you want my load. I am gonna fucking give it to you good." With that he hold my hips tight and i feel his cock pushing agaisnt my ass ring. I tried to relax as much as i can as he start pushing his thick tool into my cunt, filling it, stretching it. I take another huff of the poppers as he slides all the way in. "fucking a thats a hot fucking hole. You ready to get fucked bitch? you ready to get fucking filled you faggot? "oh fuck yeah oh fuck my hole with your big cock please..." "oh you bet i will" he growls as he leans down, and hook his meaty arms around my armpits as he started to fuck, thrusting till his entire tool is in, then pull out almost completely before ramming in again, forcing my hole to take it all. After a couple stroke he started fucking faster and faster, his cock battering my insides as i moan incoherently into the mattress as he grunts and groans. "Fuck faggot your ass feels so fucking good i am gonna fucking breed your ass with my fucking raw dick oh yeah i am getting fucking close oh fuck i am gonna fucking nut oh god FUCK... His cock swell even thicker than before as he thrusts deep inside as i feel his cock spasm, his sperm shoot deep inside my hole, stream after stream of cum flooding my guts. The warm cum feels good inside my battered ass as hs cock keep twitching. After what seems to be an eternity, he pulls out of my ass and my hole feels empty as his still hard cock withdrew. I rolled over on my back as i watch him get dressed, slowly fingering myself, feeling the warm cum dripping out from my cunt, rubing my hard cock through my jock. He left without saying a word. I lay in the dirty bed, sweaty and stinking of piss, for a while after he left, wondering if i will get another cock tonight when my room door opens a a man stepped in. I turned on the bedside light to get a better look. He is a young latino guy with a thick build, wearing a paint splattered t shirt and jeans. His hair is close cropped and his face clean shaven. He watched me playing with my hole as he grabs his impressive bulge. "You want this cock?" "Fuck yeah" "How many loads you got in there?' "just one" "you want more" "fuck yeah give it to me" i said as i lift my legs up and spread my pink hole. "you bet" he said as he strips, revealing a smooth olive toned body and a giant cross tattooed across his chest all the way down to his belly. He wasted no time for foreplay as he climbs on the bed, his long thin cock already hard and twitching. He sticks a finger in my hole, making me moaan as he move his finger around, exploring my insides. every time his rough finger brushes against my prostate, my ass involuntarily spasm around his finger as my cock twitches and precum floods my jock. "Fuck yeah thats a nice tight pussy. You ready for my cock bitch?" "Fuck yeah give it to me" I moaned as he pushes my leg up., his cock aimed at my twitching hole. "Oh fuck" we both groaned as his cock enters me. I feel his cock sliding in, my previous load easing his entry as he pushes all 7 inches of him inside. I felt his low haning sack slap against my ass as his cock is fully buried inside me, where it twitches and pulsed against my ass wall. He started fucking slowly, taking his cock out almost entirely before pushing it back in. I reached up and touched his chest, rubbing my fingers on his nipples as he moaned in spanish and start fucking harder. Soon we are both coverd in sweat as he jackhammers his cock inside me. It almost feel overwhelming as his cockhead repeatedly jab at my prostate, making my ass spasm against his cock , milking it. "Oh fuck i am gonna cum oh shit oh GOD" "Yeah fucking breed my hole comon make me take that fucking cum fuck YEAH" He screamed as he rams his cock in for the last time, burying it deep in my ass as he froze rigid. I can feel his cock pulsing in my ass as i take the second load of the night, filling me up some more with hot cum. After what feels like a hot minute of shooting, he pulls out of my ass. My hole feels empty as he pulls out, a dribble of cum following . I quickly slam my hole shut, trying to keep as much of his hot sperm inside me, as he went to the bathroom and wash up. He returned and got dressed. "Thanks" was all he said before he beats his hasty retreat. Once again i was left alone, freshly fucked. My cock is stiff from the fucking, precum soaking my pouch. I reached inside my jock, slowly stroking my slick cock, reaching to my hole and feel the two loads slowly leaking out of my ass as i relive my two breeding sessions in my head.... I dreamed that a mouth has swallowed my cock. I feel a pair of hands rubbing on my tits and I just need to piss so bad i should warn the guy oh god i cant stop peeeing... My eyes opened and i realized i must have fallen asleep. I also realize i am really pissing in a mouth as i saw a bald head sucking on my pissing cock and swallowing it all. His rough hands are tweaking my nipples and i moaned hard as my cock return to its full hardness. When i finished pissing the man look up. He is a smooth shaven skinhead in his 30s. As he stood back up i can see that he has a hard body of a powerlifter, with massive pecs, swollen gyno tits, and a roid gut. A giant biohazard symbol is tattooed on his stomach blending into a tribal pattern all over his arms, shoulders, and even his pits. A tight rubber cock ring framed his giant ball sac and a large, uncut cock. "Hi. When i got here i saw you are sleeping, i know you said you want to bottom but that cock loks so good. "dont sweat it. i hope my piss taste good" "fuck yeha so fucking good. did you get loads already?" "yeah, two of them. you gonna give me one?" "Oh fuck yeah" put your legs up, lets see that hole" He pushes my legs up as he exposes my used ass cunt, still coated with cum from the previous cocks. I can feel him spitting on my hole as he sticks a finger in, exploring it. Reacting to the slick finger, my hole twitches in excitement "Oh god yeah finger that hole oh god it feels so fucking good" i moaned as he add a second finger into my cunt, gently grazing across my prostate, making my boner return in my jock and my ass spasm in pleasure "Nice hole boy, looks like we are gonna have some fun. Your ad says you got toys?" "Yeah over here on the table. Use whatever you want on me" He walks over to the table and lubed one of the thick black rubber cocks up, then he kneels down at the end of the bed. I scoot forward to meet him, holding my legs up as he teases my hole with the slick tip. I realexed my hole on reflex as he begin to push the dildo inside. Before long the 8 inch rubber cock is fully inserted in my ass. "Turn around and lie on your back" Holding the rubber cock in my ass, i turned around and lie down with my head at the foot of the bed. From my vantage point, he is standing over me, his balls and his beefy ass hanging right above my face. "suck my balls boy"he said as he lowers his balls on my open, waiting mouth. I lick and suck furiously on his smooth shaved balls as he reach over and slowly fuck me with the dildo. I moaned with his huge nuts stuffed inside my mouth "yeah thats it, eat those balls yeah, feel those fuckers in your mouth. They are so full of fucking toxic sperm right now. I bet you want those sperm in your cunt boy huh. Yeah looks like your really like getting fucked huh, your cock all hard and red like that.... yeah fuck i cant wait to breed that fucking hole. Trun around and get on your knees." He lifted his balls off my face as I get up and got on my knees on the bed, my ass lifted and still impaled by the dildo. Meanwhile, he get in front of me, sitting on the bed with his back against the wall. He grabs my head roughly and pushes my mouth towards his wide, thick chest. I moaned lustly as i suckled on his fat nipples and i feel his muscles twitching in response. "Yeah thats it. Eat that nipple boy, suck that fucking tit... yeah you like that huh? yeah worship my muscles bitch..." He growled as he he flexes his arms in a double bicep pose "Yeah you like those big arms? yeah... lick those biceps.... nice and hard huh.... Yeah ssniff those pits... like that smell boy? yeah thats the smell of a real man bitch... lick those pits... LICK IT yeah... " After feasting on his pits and chest for a good long time, he pushes me back and flipped me over on my back. He put my legs up and against his chest as he rubs his cock head, now slick with precum, agaisnt my hole. In one swift stroke he pulled the rubber cock out and I moaned as he thrust his cock deep inside me. "Oh fuck thats a nice slick hole" "yes sir please fuck my ass please sir" We both moaned hard as i feel his cock sliding all the way in inside me, burying it it until i feel his nutsack against my hole. Then he pull out slowly and slam it back in again. His cock feels so hard and large as he slowly fucks my cum-filled hole. I reach up and gently pinch his nipples as he start fucking me faster. "Oh fuck yea fuck me faster daddy, plase give it to me .." "Fuck yeah i am gonna give it to you i am gonna fucking breed your ass" "Yes fucking breed my pussy daddy. please breed my boy pussy oh god yes" I take a deep hit of poppers as he pound my ass harder and harder, twisiting my own tit and moaning. I can feel his cock swelling up and know he cant last much longer. His cock is jabbing into my prostate, which is making my hole twitch tight around his cock. I grabbed my hard cock and start jacking, which just make my ass twitch harder. "Oh fuck i am going fucking nut, you want my toxic load bitch? you want my fucking hot load?" "Yeah fuck yeah fucking shoot that cum deep inside me Oh fuck you gonna make me cum FUCKKKK" He slammed his cock deep inside just as i bust, shooting all over my chest and stomach as he fill my hole. I can feel his cock spasm and twitch as he unloaded his poisoned cum inside me. Slowly, his cock get soft and popped out of my ass. I grabed the butt plug i got with me and slide it in, trapping his juice inside. "thanks" He said as he got dressed and ease out the door, leaving me alone. I took a hit of poppers and jack my cum slicked cock back to hardness. 2 Just as i was going to stroke out a load, my computer dings with incoming mail. "Hey faggot, U still up? Cop here need to get my nuts off" I replied immediately. As i waited, i turn on another porno and take a deep hit of poppers. 5 minutes later i see the unmistakable lights of a Crown Vic shine through the window. The door opened and in step a cop in his late 20s, still in his uniform. He stands about my height and his tight uniform encased his husky, beefy build. His pants are tighly fitted against his thick thighs, and his boots are black and shiny. Closing the door behind him, he said "get up and get on your knees faggot" "Yes sir", i said as i jump off my chair and get on my knees in front of him, my face directly in front of his bulge. The smell of sweat and crotch is intoxicating. I watched on my knees as he slowly take off his shirt and tank top. His traps practically starts at the base of his neck, followed by hefty pecs and a solid tommy. His wide, brown perky nipples are so hot that I reached out, trying to touch them, only to have my hands swatted away "Who says you can touch me faggot? Just watch" "Yes sir" i mumbled as i watch him take off his heavy gun belt and nightstick, which he curiously fling it onto the bed instead on the chair like his other items. Then he strike a double bicep pose in front of me, his massive biceps flexing, gleaming in a thin sheen of sweat. I am utterly transfixed and my cock is rock hard inside my jock. "get down there and take off my boots" he commanded and I scramble to comply, carefully helping him out of the shiny tall boots. After putting them on the side, I return to my position on my knees in front of him. "Unzip me bitch, what are you waiting for?" I immediately sprung into action, unbuttoning the top of his pants and opened the fly. A musky smell of sweat emanates from a well-worn black jockstrap he is wearing underneath, its bulge growing by the second. Grabbing the back of my head roughly, the cop push my face into his jock. I tongue the pouch of the jock as i breathe in the musk, moaning. "yes sniff my fucking cop jock. You like that faggot? you like how a real cop smell? Yeah lick that shit. Lick my fucking jockstrap. It hasn't been washed in days so its perfect for a scum sucking faggot like you." After making his jock thoroughly wet, the cop's 8 inch cock is rock hard inside the jockstrap. He roughly pushed my face away and pulled offf his pants and jockstrap, standing there , so proud, so masculine, his low hanging nuts complements a throbbing uncut cock. "suck my cock bitch" he commanded as he grab my head and push it into my waiting, willing mouth. It tasted salty and sweaty, precum lubricating my throat as i choked on the thick 8 inches being down my throat. Grabbing the sides of my head like a vice, the cop skull fucked me with fast deep strokes, leaving me barely room to breathe before he dives his rock hard monster back into my airway. "Fuck yeah faggot, choke on this fat cop dick. Suck it good for me bitch... yeah thats it... yeah" Just as i begin to get used to his large tool, the cop pulled my head off his dick. He roughly grabbed my shoulder and pushed me face down on the bed and before i can react, he pulled out his handcuffs and cuffed my wrist behind my back. satisfied that i am securely bound, the cop rolled me over on my back and pushed my legs up, exposing my wet and dripping hole. "Fuck yeah look at that fucking fag hole. bet you love getting fucking jiz in there you fucking degenerate" he growled at me in his sexy low voice as he rubbed his finger on my hole, spreading the spent cum and lube around. Withdrawing his fingers from my ass, the cop picks up his night stick and smeared the cum and lube onto the tip. The cop sneered as he push his stick into my loosened cum-slick hole. "Fuck yeah bitch, take that fucking stick in your pussy. You like that bitch, huh? Yeah take my stick bitch" "yes sir oh god please fuck me sir oh god it feels so fucking good oh GOD" i almost screamed as his nightstick stretched my hole, my hole spasms as the stick jackhammered my prostate. My cock grew rigid inside my worn jockstrap, soaking it with precum. Jerking his fat cock with one hand and fucking me with his nightstick, the cop sneers as he watch me riding his toy. Just as i thought the stick is going to make me cream my jock, the cop pulled it out, flipped me back on my stomach and unlock the handcuffs.My hole feel swollen and bettered as my cock is almost purple from blood and my jock fully wet. "Move to the head of the bed and spread your arms" the cop commanded. I did as i was told and soon enough a second pair of cuffs appeared and now my wrists are cuffed to the bed frame. The cop climbed on the bed and push my ankles against his pecs. leaning forward, he pinched my swollen nipples and started into me with his brown eyes. "You want me to fuck you, dont you punk? You want this hot cop load in your fucking cunt you faggot?" "Yes sir oh god please fuck me oHHHHH" i moaned loudly as his fat cock slid into my hole in one sharp thrust. It feels even wider than the nightstick as he stretches my boy cunt with his fat cock, the head of which was rubbing and jabbing my g-spot, making my hole twitch and spasm in every stroke. As the initial thrust gives way to hard fucking, the cop keep twisting and flicking my sensitive nipples, while my cock is rock hard and leaking more precum than i thought possible as my cockhead rubs against the fabric of the jockstrap. "Fuck yeah thats a hot fucking cunt. you love it dont you you faggot? Love that fucking cop dick right inside you yeah i can feel your hole twitching like those bitches when i fucking rape their pussy. Yeah fuck man look at those fucking bitch tits. You like then fucking squeensed and twisted dont you yeah thats a good fuckin faggot bitch yeah that that dick hard.." "oh god oh god oh fuck me it feels so fucking good yeah dont stop fucking use my tits yeah oh god you make me so fucking hard right now" i moan as he thrust faster and faster, and with one hand he reach into my jockstrap and pull out my rock hard cock, rubbing his fingers all over my slick cockhead, bring me to the edge only to pull away at the last possible second. "Fuck yeah looks like you like it huh, yeah that fucking fag clit just fucking leaking shit... yeah you wanna cum bitch? you wanna cum while getting fucked by a hot cop dick?" He groaned into my ear as he thrust harder and faster, driving his cock fully inside me before pulling out and thrusting it in again. "Oh yes sir please oh god i am so fucking close oh god oh fuck oh fuck me harder yes fucking breed my ass with your cop sperm fucking make me cum like a fag bitch oh GOD YOU MADE ME CUM AHHHHH" I moaned as i feel his cock assult my ass faster and faster, and suddenly i just cannot hold it any longer as his cock punch my prostate. The cop pulled on my nipples hard, my hole twitches real tight as he fuck me into a hands free orgasm, my cock untouched as globs of cum shoots out and landed all over my chest. I was almost hyperventilating in pleasure as the cop keep pounding my ass, keeping me on the edge as he made me cum. "Fuck yeah cum for me bitch. Look at that fucking clit shoot that fag juice... yeah i am gonna keep fucking that cunt bitch, this aint over yet..." as he keeps on pounding my hole. Although i came, my cock is still hard as a rock. I am moaning incoherently at this point, my hole keep spasming and my entire being is focused on the sensation of his cock raping my hole. Just as i thoguht i am gonna pass out, the cop start thrusting harder and faster than ever before. I am already riding the edge, my cock never lost its hardness and now leaking even more precum. "Oh fuck you ready bitch? you ready to get my fucking cop juice? oh fuck here it comes on shit yeah i am gonna make you fucking cream your pussy oh FUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCK" He screamed as i feel his cock burst inside my ass, his cockhead punching my insides as he breed me with his pent up load. "Oh god yea please breed my hole sir please make me your cum dump oh my god " i moaned as he breeds my hole. The cop collapses on top of me, a mountain of sweaty masculine muscle as he pump the last of his nut into my ass. My own tool is still hard, his belly rubbing against it is causing my whole body to convulse in bliss, his dick is still lodged deep in my ass as he kisses my neck. I moaned as he slowly withdraw his cock from my destroyed boycunt. He uncuffed my hands from the bedframe and i dove for his spent cock, licking my own cunt juice and cum off his dick as he twists his own nipples and moans in pleasure. "Oh fuck suck it oh fucking suck it oh fuck suck me suck me oh god here it comes faggot..." his cock throb in my mouth and squirts of cum shot down my mouth and throat. i swallowed most of it but some of his second load dripped out of my mouth and ran down my chin. He pushed me away from his cock and lift my legs up, took my sore and sensitive cock in his mouth and stuck his fat finger in my hole, making me writhe and spasm in pleasure as he suck my cum slicked clit. My whole body convulses as the cop expertly swallowed my half hard cock and lick my sensitive cockhead while his finger tickle my cum-filled ass. "Oh god fuck me oh fucking god i am gonna cum again oh fuck oh fuck...." i screamed as my second load burst out of my cock into the cop's mouth. I collapse onto the dirty sheets and could only convulse and moan as the cop keep sucking on my super sensitive cock post-orgasm before i black out.

I swallow anything that cums out of a cock.

This is a great thread. And excellent advice. I've hosted a lot of anonymous breed & seeds here in Vegas and in some other cities where I travel. I repeat a few that I have found extremely important. Easy access. I make sure I'm in a motel or hotel with either an outside entrance or a hotel with easy parking and elevators that don't require a keycard or have security. I find a motel where the guy can park in front of my door works best. I tape over the door lock so the door can just be pushed open. You don't want to interupt the action to keep answering the door. Yes, lighting is important. And pitch black is not good, either. I either bring low wattage bulbs to put in the lamps. Or bring night lights to put around the room to give it just a low, soft light. I bring extra towels and washcloths. I also have packages of Wet Wipes set around the room. I make sure I have lots of lube. I set a few bottles around on the night stands and dresser. I keep on bottle of poppers for just my use. Then have an extra bottle that the tops can use if they want. . Lock all valuables away. I lock my luggage. And I lock all my luggage together with a bike lock. And secure the bike lock to something solid. While you've got a cock in both your holes and are looking the other direction, you don't want some asshole to run off with your belongings. I had a friend have that happen. It can be a good idea to have a friend stay with you to keep eyes on everything. But most of the time I've been fine without a lookout. As you guys have said, it's about a 75% no-show rate. So plan accordingly. If you're hosting an anonymous breed & seed, take all dick and all loads. A lot of times I don't even see the guy that's fucking me. There have been times that I've seen a fat, old guy come in my room that I wanted to turn down. But, my rule is I take all loads. That's what I've advertised. Some of those old, fat guys have given me some of the best fucks of the evening. As long as they get and stay hard, they're welcome to pound my ass. I have begun to decline to let tweekers come into my room. Have had problems getting them out once they're all fucked up. I rarely find tweekers can get hard and cum anyway. So, it's nothing lost to get them out of my room asap. Same with shitfaced drunk guys. Get them out right away. I've found that if a guy is needing 100 emails and tons of pics to decide if he's going to come, he's going to normally be a no-show anyway. Don't waste your time on endless emails and pic whores. And for God's sake, douche

Part 4 I shortly woke up a few hours waking up before my parents got home. I needed to go on my daily run since I had not worked out at all let week. I don’t regret anything I did it had done to be lay week. Jason helped me discover my true self. I finally admitted to myself I had buried thoughts I had about guys after seeing what Jason why through. Now I was free in more ways then one. Free to enjoy sex another man and free from the fear of HIV since I was exposed to the big multiple times since my older brother first fucked me over a week ago. The only freedom I didn’t have was in my service to Steven as my pimp. The idea of serving as a fuck toy for the wealthy men Steven had looked up was rather exciting. I had a steady supply of Tina, already made $600 I tips and received a great blow job from the twink Steven was fucking. The only restriction was to be available evenings when Steven needed me to meet with whomever he had for me too meet. I was on my run I came across Bruce who was our student trainer a couple years back. This past year he was a freshman at a major college in the state. His father told me he was working with the athletic department's sports medicine department. I heard rumors that he was gay so when I saw him out undying of his house I stopped to say hello. I could tell he was surprised I stopped to talk to him as we chatted about this and that, you know, the usual bull shit about classmates. I asked him how the girls were at college and could tell by his answer that he was embellishing his experiences. Bruce asked me how the high school tail was. I didn’t lie, although I left out some details, when I told him “Lately I’ve discovered an older crowd.” He smiled as I spoke and I could see this cock twitch. I invited him to hang out at my place. I knew his house was one of the new that didn’t have a backyard pool. He happily accepted my invitation and said “I'll come by tomorrow, say 10?” I told him, “Right on, That’ll be great.” When I got back to my house after my run I sent a text to Steven telling him about Bruce and my wanting to corrupt him tomorrow. Steven replied, ‘sounds investing, what does Bruce look like?’ I sent him Bruce’s description, 19, 5’10”, 135 pounds, slim buddy, and promised to send a picture when he comes over tomorrow. Steven texted back, ‘he sounds cute….tell you what, been meaning to tell you to shave your pubes off. with how young you look I know a few guys that would get off on the illusion of you being younger teen your real age’ His text about me shaving my pubes had me stunned. I remember most of the boys who were at the party Friday night along with most of the guys that fucked me last week had little or no pubic hair. I figured why not if he was going to let me work on Bruce. I texted back, ‘i'll shave my pubes’ I then received a video call from Steven. He wanted to watch me shaving my pubes. I shaved my cock and what little hair I had around my ass. Steven commented, “Nice, I like the look. Don’t forget under your arms too.” I followed his direction and shaved under my arms listening to Steven telling me what a hot jock ass I had and what a great fucking my ass gave. My pubes were all gone and Steven gave me the all clear to make a move I Bruce with one more condition, but wanted me to live stream the action for him to watch. I had no problem with that, in fact the thought of Steven watching us turned me on. I woke the next morning excited at Bruce coming over to hangout. I threw on a pair of maternal shorts and went downstairs . I saw my parents who didn’t say a word about the other night and ate breakfast. I took a quick shower and went out by the pool. I had my tablet set up so that it wound capture all the action by the pool. Like clockwork Bruce showed up at 10 am. He had on a pair of board shorts and a tank top. I asked if he’d like something drink. He just nodded his head. I told him, “Have a seat and relax while I go grab drinks.” I fixed a couple Cokes with GHB, putting a larger dose in Bruce’s drink and added a splash of rum and some Tina. I took the drinks out and handed Bruce his spiked cola. I you a could good hefty swigs from my drink and sad down. We chatted some as Bruce nervously gulped his drink. Before he knew it, he had finished off his drink and asked for another one. I finished mine off and headed inside to fix a could more. This time I fixed Bruce the same as I did with his first drink although I put in more Tina. I could see the sweat start to form on his forehead and knew the Tina was working. I took a gulp of my drink and commented, “It’s starting to get pretty hot. I think I’m going to get in the pool.” I quickly dropped my shorts and jumped into the cold water buck ass naked. When I came back to the surface and looked up at Bruce who had a semi shocked look on his face. I wasn’t stud if his shocked look beats he couldn't believing I was skinny dipping or the fact that he caught a glimpse of my hard cock when I dropped my shorts. I watched him take a couple big sips of his drink like he was trying to get courage from the alcohol in his drink. The courage that came from his drink was in the form of G and T. Seeing the glassy looks I his eyes, his pupils growing larger with the increase in the sweat I knew the drugs were flowing and would cloud his judgement. Looking up at him with a big smile I asked him, “Are you going to stand there or join me?” I think he was trying to decide if he should take his board shorts off. I knew what I said too him next would help me get him where I wanted him to be of I was to corrupt him further. “Dude it’s just us. I skinny dip all the time when my parents aren’t around. It’s cool with me either way. You can swim with your board shorts on or you can take them off. That’s up to you as long as you get your ass in the pool.” Without hesitation Bruce pulled the tie in his board shorts and dropped them to the pool deck and jumped in the water. When he finally came back up I smile at him and said, “Nice choice.” Bruce smiled at me and I could see the wheels spinning as he tried to think of what to say to me. I caught his eyes drift down trying to make it my still hard cock. When his eyes came back up to meet my gaze and the shit rang grin on my face. He quickly matched my grin as I silently moved closer to him. I knew he was turned on when the tips of our hard cocks touched right before we leaned in towards each other and kissed. He was great kisser as our tongues dualed in and out of each other’s mouths. I knew we were both on the same wave length when we almost simultaneously reached for each other’s hard cocks. After we stopped kissing I suggested, “Why don’t we take this to my bedroom.” I had a camera hidden in my bedroom to capture the action there as well. Wet picked up some new double I the way to my bedroom (Bruce's was pre spiked with G and T). Bruce had already finished his drink when we got to my bedroom and dropped to his knees taking him cock down to the root. Damn, he was a good cock sucker, I was hoping he’d turn out to be a good bottom. After Bruce had been bobbing up and when in my cock for about 5 minutes I figured it was time to take things up a notch. I reached for my pipe that I had already loaded with an ample amount of Tina, lit my torch and heated the bowl. Bruce let my hard cock slip from his mouth as looked up at me and asked, “You smoking weed?” As I blew out the white smoke from my lungs I replied, “No something better.” He stood up with a curious look in his eye. I knew his inhibitions were definitely lowered by the glassy look I his eyes from the G and T he had consumed I his drink. His pupils were very dilated and glassy. I knew he was G'ed out. So I want surprised when he asked, “Can I try it?” The burn was still warm as I heated it for another hit when he asked me if he could try the pipe. I shook my head yes as I took a second hit completely filling my lungs. Bruce the reached for the pipe, but instead I leaned in to kiss him. He seemed to understand what I was thinking as he emptied the air from his. Lungs in time to take the sole from my lungs. He room as much as he sounds as only a little bit escaped or lip lock. The shotgun turned into a passionate kiss as I let him edge my north with his tongue. When we finally stopped kissing Bruce blew out an impressive cloud and I asked him, “How about another one, but this time you hit the pipe and shotgun it to me.” I explained how to heat the bowl so not to burn what’s I the bowl and to slowly inhale. Bruce did exactly as I instructed. He leaned: and we locked lips as before and I inhaled the smoke from his lungs. This time when we kissed my tongue probed his mouth. I had Bruce sit down on my bed. It was my turn to suck cock while Bruce hit the pipe. He let out a site moan as I began to guide him a good job. While I worked his cock with my oral skills he hit the pipe 5 times. In between his hits he softly moaned letting me know he was ready for more. I lifted his legs and moved down to his taint licking my way towards his hole. I paused to admire the hairless, pink pucker I was ready to introduce to the joy of bareback sex. I waited until he blew out his latest hit of Tina. By my count he had just sucked in his sixth lung full of Tina to go with what he had in hits 3 drinks. I was kissing the areas around the hole, taint, inner thighs and his butt crack. Once be exhaled a huge cloud I dove my tongue into his pink pucker. Three soft moans changed into deeper and louder moans as I probed his hole with my tongue. Bruce's hole opened up altering my tongue you penetrate in further. It was easy to tell that his hole was hungry and eager to be filled ass I felt it trying to suck my tongue inside. I tongued as deep as possible while Bruce ran both of his hand through my hair. Anytime I would slightly pull back to get the air Bruce used the hands on my head to pull me back into his ass. I knew he was you’re duty the pickings and flashed a pre arranged signal for Steven to know that soon Bruce was going to get fucked. I pulled out a bottle of Tina laced lube Steven provided and a good size rock of Tina. I began to alternate between fingering and licking his hungry hole. All this stimulation was driving Bruce crazy as his moaning few louder and he sees moving his ass around. As I worked more of the Tina laced lube into Bruce’s hole he complained, “They burns a little.” I took the opportunity of this distraction to slip the rock of Tina into his ass and answered him, “Yeah I’m using a warning lube. You every had your hope played with before like this?” As I pushed the rock as deep as I possibly could into his ass I also kissed and listed his home and the areas around his home to keep him distracted from the new burn he was about to feel. Bruce’s complaint continued as he says, “Ouch! Now that’s really burning.” Quickly his complaints turned it is soft moans which turned hungry loud moans as he began to buck back against my hand as I continued to finger fuck. I stood up from where I had been on my knees feasting on his hairless ass, looked down at Bruce. He was ready to be fucked. I pulled my fingers out of his hungry hole to hear a whimper of disappointment from Bruce. I picked up his legs and rotated him still his head was on the pillow. I put his calves on my shoulders and teased him with the tip of my rock hard 8”cock. Every time I would brush the trip up against his hole Bruce would try and push back I an attempt to get me inside him. I leaned down, gave him a deep passionate kiss before I told him, “I am going to fuck you so good and breed that cute trainer ass.” Bruce looked at me as I got my cock ready to penetrate him and said, “I only play safe.” I answered him, “You used to play safe.” The pushed ¾ of my cock in one thrust. He looked as if he was trying too process what I had just said to him as I pulled back and half way thrusted all of my cock into his ass.

Part 2 *** Sorry this took so long to post guys! I hope you enjoy!!*** The sound of my phone ringing woke me from a dead sleep. Eyes still closed I grabbed it and saw that Jack was calling and had tried calling me multiple times. I shook my head a few times to clear the fog and answered. My throat was dry as hell and my voice sounded raspy. "Morning babe. Sorry I missed your calls. I had a few too many glasses of wine last night haha." "Awww, I'm sorry babe. I'm slightly hungover as well. Dane and I were with new clients and they decided that we should open up some 20 year old bourbon..." "Oh wow! that must've been amaz..." Before I could finish I felt the bed move and looked over my shoulder. I was looking a burly naked ginger bear sleeping on my husbands pillow. "uhh, can I call you back? I think I'm going to vomit!" I quickly hung up before Jack could answer. As I sat my phone down on the nightstand the previous nights events rolled back into my mind. I had cheated on my husband with another married bear. We had unprotected sex, and he was poz. What did I do? As I was processing everything, the man started to stir. We made eye contact and that caused more and more details to flood my mind. The feeling of his raw cock, him on top of me, him flooding my ass with cum, everything that I wanted, I got last night. I must've had a look on my face because the man let out a deep chuckle and started to talk. "You look like you don't remember much from last son. Don't you remember begging daddy to put a load deep in your cheating ass?" He threw me a devilish smile and winked. I could feel myself melt and he could tell I was in his clutches. "Why don't you come over and cuddle daddy some. We can talk about what happened last night." My body took over and I slowly pressed against the ginger bear in my bed. As he told me more and more about what happened last night I quickly became aroused. My hands instantly went to hide my growing erection. "Son, don't hide that. I'm hard too. Feel the cock that knocked you up in the bed you share with your man." He grabbed my hand and held it against his hardening shaft. "See how much you turn daddy on? Feel that precum slowly leaking out?" I felt his precum on my hands and instinctively took it to my lips. "Good boy... But don't you know that my precum is made to go in your hole? Daddy loves to work it into a hairy cub ass like yours." My hole started to twitch with hunger. "Uhh...daddy....are you really poz?" My voice was shaking as I asked him this important question. I felt his hand reach down to his cock, and the next thing I knew he was pressing his precum into my ass. "Son, yes I am. Are you ok with this?" I felt him work his finger in deeper and deeper. Deep down I was in shock, but at the surface I was a horny cub getting fingered by a toxic daddy. "I know that it can be scary the first time you take a poz load," he said as he stroke my prostate. "Once you take the first one you'll start to crave another." He slowly moved towards me and started to kiss me. His tongue darted into my mouth at the same time he added another finger to my ass. My body shook with pleasure, as he worked more precum into my opening hole. With each stroke he got closer and closer to me craving his cock. "Does cubby want daddy to show him what a second poz load feels like?" All I could was moan and grind my ass onto his fingers. Daddy must've sensed what I wanted because he quickly grabbed the poppers from the nightstand and held them to my nose. "Take a few hits son. Let that piggy cub come back out. Show daddy that you need him to knock you up." The poppers hit me hard and I melted into daddy's hairy chest. "Fuck...me....dad." I said between my popper induced deep breaths. Daddy didn't need any invitation. He swiftly got me on my back, legs up in the air, his dripping cock rubbing my hole. Before I knew what was happening I felt the poppers back under my nose. "Now, son, I want you to take five deep hits. I want to feel your hole opening as I slide my cock into your ass. I want you to think about all the times your husband didn't fuck you and how daddy will fuck you whenever you want." As I took each big hit, I felt daddy slowly slide into my unprotected hole. All of my inhibitions went out the door as I accepted a poz cock. "Good boy....Daddy is going to pump his cum deep in you. Daddy wants to make you just like him." By the time I took my last hit, daddy was thrusting my ass as hard as he could. He had a look of pure sexual lust on his face. His body was glistening with sweat and his cock was getting harder and harder. "Baby boy, your cheating hole feels so good gripping my cock. Who's cock is better? Mine or your husband? Tell me son, tell me." His cock was balls deep in me when he looked right in my eyes and shouted, "son, tell me that I fuck you better then your husband!" his eyes rolled back and he started too slam my ass harder. "Your cock is better dad! Its thicker, and better than my mans small cock!!" I screamed this as I grabbed his back with my legs trying to get him deeper in my ass. "You can give me things he cant! Fuck me daddy. Take my cheating ass and fucking poz me up!!" The poppers had turned me into the cheating pig that was discovered last night. Daddy could sense this and with his free hand he started to choke my throat. The moment he closed my windpipe down I started to cum. "Yeah, you little pig! Shoot that neg cum!!! Grrrr, your ass is pulsating!" My orgasm lasted for what felt like 20 minutes. The moment I felt it start to slow I locked eyes with my ginger bear. "Fuck son. Daddys cumming! Daddys knocking up your cheating ass right.....right....right now!" He let out a wild grunt and scream as I felt his dick pulsate in my ass. His dick was as deep as it could go and it felt like he was unloading a gallon of toxic jizz. I was in heaven and in hell at the same time. Before I could say anything daddy fell on top of me and started to kiss me again and in between kisses he said, "Than you son for letting me take your poz virginity. Thank you for letting me show you how sex should be. You ass is mine now." The weight of his body mixed with my load was one of the most erotic feelings I've ever experienced. Twenty minutes passed before he got off of me. We both got out of bed and admired the messy sheets. The combination of cum, sweat and blood from my ass made my dick twitch, as well as made my mind race. I now had two huge poz loads deep in my guts. I had cheated on Jack with the same man in less then 12 hours. My face must've had a worried look on it because I felt an arm go around me. I nuzzled into the sweaty pits of the ginger daddy and took in the smell. In less then a day I went from a devoted husband, to a chasing, cheating, bottom pig. Jack was gone for another two weeks and I wondered what other mischief I was going to get into....

Auckland: Lateshift or Basement, both are cruise clubs. Used to be super busy but like most venues now, not so much with apps having taken over. Centurian Sauna is the busiest. Plenty of BB but also plenty anti BB. Christchurch: Menfriends is the only venue in the city and can be hit and miss for BB Overall, since PrEP hit the subsidised medications list, there has been a lot more guys looking.

I got on Signal with Logan. "Hey, bud - got two pieces of good news. First - it looks like Zeb's got his fuck flu. So far doesn't seem to be too severe, but we'll see; he's been able to keep going to work except for the first two days it hit - just taking lots of ibuprofen for the fever and aches. When he's past it we'll get him tested and see what's what. He's mostly been here, at his place or at work - and no one there has been out sick, he said - so we'll see." "Cool! I hope the strains match up eventually. What's the other piece of good news?" "It's conjecture, but I heard through the grapevine that Teddy - remember him? - has been really sick recently. Not enough to go to the hospital, but out of work for a few days, and so on. I have a feeling HE'S pozzing up too, but because he thinks he's safe on PrEP - it hasn't occurred to him that this is FUCK flu, not the regular kind." "How long before you think he figures it out?" "No more than 2 months; assuming he had his PrEP check right around when you bred him stupid, it'd still be only about 2 more months before his next one. Could be sooner depending on the timing - I haven't been able to pick up on that particular detail through the grapevine. On the one hand, it's sad it won't be festering in him for years before he finds out, but on the other hand we get to KNOW he knows and see what happens from there!" "He isn't gonna take it well, you figure?" "Probably not, but who knows? Most twinks try to cling pathetically to their old look well beyond the 'best by' date; he realized he was aging out of that and made a change. I can't stand the elitist little shit - but I have to admit that shows more adaptability than most of his type. I really don't know if he'll commit suicide in a fit of big-d Drama, turn into an insatiable poz cum whore - or something in between." "Guess we'll just have to wait and see. How's stuff with you and Zeb?" "Better all the time. He's learning to communicate with me so I'm not guessing what's going on with him, we've worked out a lot of practical stuff - like getting him to work if he stays over here. He was worried I'd want him to quit his job and be a full time pig; I make good money, but you might be surprised how much a skilled machinist like him makes, and with great benefits; it's a hefty percentage of what I pull down and I told him I'd be an idiot to want him to quit his job. We're still working out an interim financial setup - you know me, slow and careful - but we're pretty close on that. Not so much for day to day stuff, but like if we decide to go on a trip together - like to Wet 'n Hot, IML, Up Your Alley - events like that. He was kinda resistant at first until I pointed out that lots of people break up over stupid crap like money - and by working on that early, we make that less likely to happen." "Speaking of trips, I'm sending you some info to consider. The bikers here who use me as a urinal and cumdump told me that their club is having a big regional get-together in a few months, and they're gonna want guys like us (and doubtless some slutty women) to take care of a big pack of horny 1%ers. I'm sure they'd react to Zeb's fuckhole the way you and I did - and of course you and I will get plenty of cum and piss in our holes and everywhere else too. And these guys are overwhelmingly bearded, filthy and stinkin' - something to do with their club charter saying they have to be offensive to non-bikers." "Do they understand we don't want to lick a dirty hole?" "Oh, fuck yeah. One of 'em told me he didn't want to smell shit in my beard either. Apparently they adhere to the idea that the two places a man needs to keep clean no matter how rank he gets otherwise are his mouth and his shithole - fine by me!" "Sounds great - I'll check it out and see if we can make it. Zeb gets lots of paid time off, but he needs to schedule it quite a ways in advance because there's only so many spare machinists available who can cover what he does - and they do have announced deadlines where no vacation is allowed to make sure they meet their commitments - but he knows about those a LONG time out. We'll do our best - getting gang-fucked by 1%ers is definitely on MY bucket list and I'd be surprised if it wasn't on Zeb's." The time seemed to crawl by, first waiting for Zeb to feel better and then while we waited for his test results. I insisted we get the proper blood tests rather than the drug store oral test - in part because I wasn't sure how accurate those were right around conversion and because we'd want to have the blood tests done anyway as a confirmation. Finally the results came in and I got in touch with Logan. "How goes, bud?" "Well, Zeb is officially toxic; we just got the samples drawn for the strain checking, but his viral load is through the roof - they said the test gets kinda imprecise over about a million copies but he's somewhere over 2 million. He's on his company's system right now trying to swap shifts so he can get his rapist pozzed before his VL starts to drop. I'm not sure what excuse he's using but he said it was going well - though he's going to have to leave right after work on a Thursday and he won't be getting much sleep before his shift on Monday." "What's the plan?" "According to what Zeb's heard, this asshole gets blackout drunk every Friday and Saturday night and given he's in a small town he's not big on locking his doors - in part because the dipshit often misplaces his keys and people have to cart him home. So frankly, there's not that much to it - Zeb's got a way to get into and out of town without being noticed and a place to hole up during the day on Saturday. He's going to pound as much toxic seed up the guy's ass as he can while he's passed out, basically. Zeb's hinted he has further plans, but he just won't tell me what he's planning to do. I just hope to fuck he knows what he's doing, I don't want him getting caught. I tried to suggest very delicately this wasn't a great idea and he would NOT hear it. He did at least take my advice that he should wear gloves every fucking moment he's anywhere near that asshole's house so he doesn't leave prints ANYWHERE." "I hope his plan works. How are you doin'?" "Walking a little funny after Zeb enthusiastically thanked me 4 times in one night for helping him poz up. I've got some ideas to put that top side he's developed to work - because while he could use more practice, he's a really good lay already... of course having that big uncut dick sure doesn't hurt in that regard." "I know the feeling; had a couple of those 1%ers come by the other night and tag-team my ass for hours. Both of 'em about my size and they were hot rough fucks. Any word on you guys making it out this way for their party?" "Zeb's put in for that time off, and I don't expect there will be a problem - it's far enough in advance and not on a standard holiday so there shouldn't be much competition. They were actually sniping at him a little about how much vacation time he'd built up and he got back by pointing out a list of vacation requests of his - many of them not for high demand times - they'd turned down. He pointed out they can't constantly deny him time off because he's a junior in the department - and then whine that he's building up too much vacation time. I think he'll get at least this one granted for sure - but I told him if they don't, or do then go back to denying requests AND complaining about how much vacation time he has piled up, he should file a grievance through the union." "Fingers crossed, brother. I'm looking forward to us slobbering on a big cheesy uncut biker cock together while we're both getting fucked cross-eyed!" "Logan, you say the sweetest things." If I'd thought time crawled waiting for Zeb's test results, that was nothing to having him gone for a few days, especially considering what he was up to. We'd already agreed there'd be no contact while he was gone but that didn't make it any easier. Not to mention that having gotten used to having an on-demand cum pig around, I rapidly got insanely horny - and at the same time not inclined to go out hunting for hole. When he finally turned up Sunday evening, he barely had enough time to mention that he had biker cum in his ass before I had him naked on the bed; I got a quick taste of the loads dripping out of his fuckhole then rammed into him balls deep. "FUCK I've missed your cock, Papa!" "I thought those bikers rode you good and hard!" "They did, but there's nothin' like my Papa's - or my Uncle's - big cock in me!" The sight of the biker cum I was churning out of Zeb was like pumping extra oxygen into an already raging fire; I wound up plowing three loads into him without a break before finally rolling off to one side. I was tempted to try and get at least some of the story out of him, but I knew he needed sleep before he had to drag his cum-dripping ass to work in the morning. I did get some of the story - pretty much all about the bikers - over breakfast, but Zeb glossed over the whole reason for his trip. I figured I'd just have to be patient. I was working on my computer after Zeb headed to work, when Signal popped up with a message from Logan. "How's Zeb?" "He says he got in, did the deed and got out clean. He won't go into details - though we didn't have too much time for the story over breakfast. I guess he doesn't want me implicated if anything goes wrong - but he's a lot happier now. I never would have thought doing something so dark would have that effect, but I guess having been raised in a very eye-for-an-eye kind of culture makes a difference. Of course, now we're just waiting to see if there's any news from his friends. He did hint that there are reasons we won't hear anything for at least a week." "Well - I didn't want to mention it earlier, but I did get him some help. The bikers I fuck with have a chapter in that town. I explained the basics and they were all in for fucking up a kiddie-diddler, so they said they'd pass the info to the nearby chapter." "Yeah, he did mention that much - maybe it was all the biker dick that he's so happy about; hell, he brought home some biker cum in his hole for me! And I understand we may have some biker guests at some point. In any case - thanks for lookin' out for my pup." "Hey, that's what Uncles are for, right?"

PART 11 There I stood, naked from the waist down in only a T-shirt. My legs were still a little rubbery from balancing myself while the last guy had fucked me. And my dick was still rock hard. The adrenaline and endorphins kicking thru my 18 year old body, combined with the raunch of where I was with all this porn and the smell of cum all around me, knowing guys are getting off in the booths around me, was almost too much to take. My senses had long since gone to overload. It was like being starving and then getting to eat at the best buffet you could imagine. And even though my legs felt like jelly and my hole was already a little sore, I couldn’t shut it off, that feeling of needing cock and cum. And now here I was, with multiple loads already in me, standing naked in front of a total stranger. Thru the glare off the screen I could get a decent look at him as we sized each other up. He was definitely in his 40’s and tall, really tall. And very thin. He was mostly balding and had his hair cropped very short, which combined with his mustache just made him extra hot to me. This time it was me thst closed the distance as I reached out and stroked his cock thru his pants. “Still hungry?” He whispered. Without a word he tugged my shirt off and then he slipped his shirt off and his pants. We were both totally nude in the booth. And now seeing him naked, I just wanted him more. He had to be st least 6 4” and something about how thin he was just made him sexier. And then there was his cock. It was gorgeous. He was more than half hard already and I could see a perfect cut cock, at least 8 inches with a nice prounounced head and just the slightest upward arch along the thick shaft. And his massive balls hung low as they sagged below. I began to slide to my knees but he stopped me. “Turn around boy. Bend over and show me that ass,” he whispered in my ear as he spun me around. I put my knees up against the bench and spread myself wide for him. I could sense as he slid down on his knees, putting his face level with my ass. “Fuck yeah” he whispered, “look at that hole. All that cum. Fucking hot boy.” I responded by trying to spread even wider and pushing my ass out. I felt him gripping my ass cheeks and then his beard as it brushed my ass cheek. And then he was rimming my hole, even more than that, he was devouring it. I bucked uncontrollably as he held me in place. I am sure I made noise as I gasped and sighed as my body shuddered while he made love to my hole with his mouth. The way he teased and licked and literally fucked my hole with his tongue was almost beyond what I could take. It felt so good, and with my hands holding me up, my hard cock just swayed in the air leaking precum as I ground my ass back. Then he was up and I could feel him as he bent over me. I felt his hot breath against my neck as he spoke to me. “How old are you boy?” I whispered my age back. “18 and in an adult book store getting fucked. And taking loads. You horny little fucker.” “It’s my first time here. I just... I really like getting fucked and the guys didn’t want to use condoms so I...” i drifted off, unsure what to say. The whole time I could feel his cock resting in my ass crack, driving me crazy. “I don’t like condoms either.” He whispered as he breathed hot and heavy in my ear. “That’s ok. I don’t... I don’t like them either. You can cum in me.” I whispered urgently, my need for cock overpowering me. “Yeah. You fucking like having a guy cum in you don’t you? I have a huge load for you. Do you want it? Do you want me to cum in you?” He asked as he grinded against my hole. “Yeah. I fucking want it please. You can cum in me please.” I practically begged. And now his hand was down there and I felt the pressure of that hard cock as it forced my hole open. “Yeah open up for me. Open up that hole.” He whispered as he drove his cock into me. I concentrated on relaxing my hole as he worked it open. With all the cum me cocks I had already taken, it wasn’t long before my hole blossomed for him and he began to fuck me harder. Leaning over me again he whispered “what’s your boy?” I managed to whimper out my name. “Chris, you have such a hot right hole. I want to fuck it again. I’m gonna leave you my number to call me when you need more cum. Do you want my cum? Want me to cum inside you Chris?” “Please. Please cum inside me. I want it. I want it so badly.” I did beg this time. “It’s such a big load Chris. My balls make so much cum. I want to flood you so bad. Is it ok that I have hiv?” He whispered in my ear. An electric jolt went thru me. I had a an hiv oositive cock inside me. A really big cock that was hitting me so deep and felt so good. And that breath against my neck and in my ear and the feel of his hands pulling my hips back to meet his body. My body made the decision for me. “It’s ok.” I whispered so quietly I wasn’t sure he heard me. Then he kissed my neck. “I’m gonna give you my load in a few seconds Chris. And I’ll be in you forever. You want that fucking cum Chris? Want me to shoot my load inside you?” He said thru clenched teeth. “Please! I want it I want it I want your cum.” And I did. I was pushing back bf when he gripped my hips extra tight I pushed back hard to make sure that cock was as deep in my guts as it could be when the first jets of cum pulsed out of the head. “Fuck yeah, take it chris. Take that fucking load.” He grunted as he bucked and jabbed his cock deeper with each throb of his cock. I clenched and pulled at his cock with my hole, trying to milk every drop out. As his orgasm subsided and he came down, he slowly slid out of me. We were both silent as we dressed. Then he handed me a piece of paper. “That’s my number Chris . My place is only a few minutes away. When that hole needs more cum, you call me, ok?” Taking the paper I nodded. Looking closely at me, es asked quietly, “are you ok with that poz cum inside you right now Chris? No regrets?” I was nervous as hell but I wasn’t regretting it. “No...I... i liked it.” He smiled and ruffled my hair. “Don’t make me wait for that hole. I want it again. Soon! And call anytime. No matter what time it is, when you want my special cum, you just call Rich” And then the door was open and he was out and the door closed again. I wasn’t sure my legs would work to get me to the parking lot. Finally, I took a deep breath and opened the door and walked out. As I wobbled out, the clerk looked at me and winked. I had been there over an hour and had taken four loads. And Ted.... he had told me he had hiv and I still couldn’t stop. And now I had his number. He was so hot. Safe in my car, the reality hit me and I got the shakes a little. I was 18 and had just had unprotected sex it’s four guys and one for sure has hiv. And Ted was so hot and his cock as perfect. And when he can his cock throbbed so hard it felt like it must be pumping jets of cum. And he told me to call anytime. Like he knows I can’t resist him. All of this rushed thru my head. And I knew even then, I was gonna call ted. It was just a matter of how long i could hold out. And the bookstore, oh I was going to be there a lot.

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

that is my point- AFTER the first time you submit and let a man whose cock is drippin POZ- take you to that place of submission and lust that you have dreamed of for so long- one raw cock will not be enough- the pain and hunger will only multiply- your need will only deepen and your life will be ruled by finding the next POZ-cock.........

PART 8 There was nothing else open around the bookstore, which was surrounded by a neighborhood of car repAir places, storage places, and industrial type businesses. I pulled into the store’s lot, totally nervous I would be spotted by someone. I had no idea what to expect still, but I wasn’t the only one there. There was at least a dozen cars in the lot besides mine. Before I could chicken out, I got out of my car and tried to discreetly sneak in. That plan was blown when the clerk immediately asked me for my id. I showed it to him and he looked it over and handed it back, telling me to enjoy myself. I took a quick look and saw the layout. Rows of DVD’s and then an aisle of lingerie and an aisle of sex toys. I was beginning to be disappointed when I saw the small lit up sign advertising private video booths. Without hesitation, I made my way into the back of the store. This area was separated and customers in the front wouldn’t even really be able to see back here. It seemed like a few rows of dark corridors that led to small booths, maybe twenty booths total. Along the wall of the main corridor wAs the list of all the pornos that you could watch in the booths. At least half were gay, which was reassuring. I also noticed guys lurking in the shadows, in vacant booths with the doors open. Not a ton, but these were guys obviously not just watching videos. They were hanging around back there. I pretended to look at the video selection wall, but really watched the guys mill around. Two were old, like real old and I had zero interest. Another one was at least 39 but overweight. A Latino guy just looked a little too gang menmbery. Then I saw him, a guy just my type. He was 40ish and taller than me, probably a little over six feet and thin. His hair was cut very short. He had on a T-shirt and shorts and flip flops. I didn’t know what to do, so I just stared at him. After he looked back and met I stare, he gestured with anod toward a booth near the back of the row. Slowly, he walked in and gently shut the door. I keenly didn’t hear a click of a lock. With a shaking hand that took all my courage, I reached and felt the knob, after makin sure no one was watching me. The door opened and he gestured again with a nod to come in. As soon as I did, he reached over and clicked the lock. The inside booth had a machine to take the money and control the screen mounted to the wAll. He loaded a few dollars and the video sprang to life, as he clicked over to a gay sex scene where one guy was worshipping another guys cock with his mouth. We both stared at the screen, our eyes going back and forth from it to each other. He was rubbing his bulge and i was mesmerized. Seeing this, he opened his shorts and dropped them down stepping out of them and setting them on the bench seat. It was a beautiful cut 7 inch cock with nice full balls. I followed suit, assuming this was protocol. As I set my shorts down and turned away, I felt his hand graze my butt. Instinctively, i spread my legs and allowed the touch. His finger slid between my cheeks and I arched my back to meet it. Suddenly, he was down on his knees and he was spreading my legs further and gripping my ass cheeks. Then I felt it, his beard scratching the insides of my ass crack as his tongue darted out and licked my hole. I bucked but he held on and dove in, licking and sucking my asshole. The porno played, along with the sounds of other booths. The smell of sweet smell ofcum and sex permeated the air. I gripped the wall for balance as I stood bent over having a total stranger I hadn’t ever seen until two minutes ago lick my hole. I was gasping and bucking and trying to keep quiet. He was so good at rimming me. I gave in completely, my cock so hard I knew better than to touch it or else I would cum. Then just as suddenly, he stopped and rose up behind me. Almost immediately, I felt it and knew. One hand on my ass cheek, pulling it open and exposing my hole. The other hand guiding his rock hard cock to my eager rosebud. He rubbed his cockhead against my asshole, driving me crazy. “Ready to eat fucked?” He whispered. “Please!” was my only reply. The pressure increased. I tried to relax, a little worried that he was only using spit as lube. It definitely burned when his steel like rod drove into me and my hole surrendered. Hands against the wall i focused just on letting my hole open, feeling the change as the pain and stabbing turned to ecstasy. He was working it in, as both of us tried not to make too much noise. His cock began to pick up speed and I noticed the spit made things a little less slippery in a really good way. My hole has blossomed and was accepting his big man cock hungrily. It felt so good to have a hard dick fucking me again. And he was picking up speed, really fucking me now. “I’m getting close,” he whispered as he hunched over me. I didn’t plan it or anything but I heard myself replying, “Please cum in me.” As soon as those words left mouth, my mystery man’s thrusts grew faster and more erratic. With both hands on my hips he drove deep one final time and collapsed against me, as his cock throbbed inside me and spasmed, as it ejaculated into me. After a few seconds, he slowly backed out and i clamped my hole shut to try to keep the cum in me. He silently dressed and i hurried to get my shorts back on. As soon as his clothes were on, he straightened himself up and opened the door, slid out, and gently shut it, leaving me still dressing in the booth with the gay porn still playing on the screen and a huge load of a strangers sperm soaking into me. Less than ten minutes had elapsed since I had walked into the bookstore.

PART 6 I spent the whole drive over shaking I was so nervous. Over and over i told myself to just turn around and what what was I thinking risking so much? The first time I didn’t know til it was too late , but this was different. And I couldn’t pretend to myself it wasn’t. My hard cock and hungry ass were leading me, overpowering every thought I had to just get away! There was no hiding it, Tim had told me flat out. He was hiv positive, poz as he called it. And he didn’t use condoms. And he had no intention of pulling out. And I had seen that huge cock and knew how deep it could be when he came. And I had seen those giant cum producing balls. He had to shoot a massive load. He will fill me up with it, his sperm. His HIV positive sperm. Spurt after spurt, his cock all the way inside me erupting. And fear took more of a backseat. I was a horny as hell 18 year old that had just discovered bottoming and had done it with a hot experienced hung top. And he had fucked me bareback and cum in me my first time. I couldn’t help wanting more. And I knew how amazing Tim was, how he had made it feel so good, had made me so hungry for cock and so wanting to be a proud gay bottom. A bareback bottom now, on my way to see him again. Still shaking, I rang his bell and he answered obviously nude and obviously knowing it would be me knocking. “I’m so glad you are here. I have thought about that hot ass so many time these last few days. And the way that mouth felt on my cock. And the taste of your asshole. Wanna go straight up?” He welcomed me shutting the door. Nodding eagerlly at home he responded by leading me up to the room I had been in before. This time, I was tearing at my clothes, my cock like steel already and eyes focused on Tim’s already hard meat. Naked, I fell to my knees and licked the shaft from the base to the head, before swirling my tongue around the big mushroom head. Tasting precum, I lost my self and opened wide and took as much as I could. Concentrating on relaxing my throat, I tried to take more and more burn woukd gag occasionally and have to back off. I was trying my best to please him, to be a good cocksucker. “Fuck yeah”, he growled, “that’s so good. Suck that fucking dick. Get it ready. I’m gonna fuck you with it in about 30 seconds.” I grew every more eAger in my sucking, wanting to show my enthusiasm for what he said. “Get up, get on the bed on your back and pull your legs up,” he ordered as he reached for his lube and applied some to my hole and to his cock. Standing over me, his cock head an inch from my starving hole, he looked down and asked me, “what’s my boy want? Does my boy want me to put my cock inside him right now?” “Yes! Fuck yes”, I cried out. “There’s no condom on this cock”, he whispered as he began to tease my hole by rubbing the tip against it. “No condom. No condom.”, I repeated in an almost begging tone. He was driving me to the edge, making me want him so badly. “Should I pump all of my cum Into your hole when I shoot? Should I give you my sperm when we both know I am hiv positive? What do you want?”, he whispered as the pressure on my hole gradually increased. “I want you to cum in me, fill me up with it! All of it! PleAse just please fuck me til you cum!” I whimpered. With that, he pushed in and i I felt that piercing pain followed by a dull ache as my almost virgin hole tried to relax. He gently worked his big meat into me, slowly rocking his hips pushing deeper and deeper. Then starting to take longer strokes as my breath became gasps and I started losing myself to the sensations of pleasure in my hole. It wasn’t long til I was lost. The only thing on earth that mattered was Tim and his huge cock and me and my tight little hole. We were connected. Eyes locked, him grunting and huffing as I began to feel my breAth knocked out with every deep stroke. His ball were now slapping against me when he drove home and I reveled in knowing he was in me ball deep. I was taking all of him. Raw. He was pumping hArd and his thrusts began to pick up speed, his ups bucking erratically. I recognized this from last time and concentrated on trying to take every single bit of that cock inside me while squeezing and miliking it. “Fuck yes, squeeze that fucking cock Chris. Earn that load. Tell me you want it. Tell me you want my sperm in you.” He grunted. “Fucking please cum in me. Please cum in me. I want it in me. I want your cum all inside me. I won’t let it leak at all. Please!” I begged him. “Big poz load. Gonna give it to you. Fucking dump that cum deep inside you.!” He muttered between clenched teeth as he was slamming into me. “Yeah. Big load. Big poz load. Inside me. All of it. Poz load inside me. Poz load inside Me.” I just kept saying it. Then I felt it his pace grew ever faster and then he drove deep and collapsed onto me and i felt that huge rod pulse and throb as his sperm entered me and splattered into my guts. I squeezed and milked it and wrapped my arms around him to hold him insode me. The throbs slowly ebbed and he pulled back up and looked down at me. My stomach was covered in my own cum? I had shot without touching myself. He made no move to pull out and I made no attempt to back off it. Instead I looked up with a guilty grin and knew inside there was no way I could stop doing this. Getting fucked without condoms and taking Tim’s cum. It was like a drug. I was already hooked. What was I gonna do now? This is crazy! But fuck his cum is in me and that thought still scared me but it was turning me on more. A lot more.

There's nothing better than a good AIDS Deathfuck. HAIL.

You're looking for tips from Tops, of course, but as a bottom who's been on the receiving end (including twice in the last month!), let me give you a few pointers from my end: 1. This needs to be something you enjoy doing first and foremost. You need to enjoy the power and control you get from being able to decide who gets to fuck another man, who gets to unload in another man. If that doesn't light your fire in a very special way, whoring someone out is probably not worth the effort for you. The bottom also has to genuinely enjoy his submission to you and be committed to pleasing you by allowing himself to be fucked by the men you send. This activity is a special power dynamic, and it's fantastic for both men when it works. What you don't want is to find yourself with a lazy bottom who just wants somebody else to do his shopping for him, and starts picking and choosing from the men who arrive. At that point, you're not really in control. 2. Almost every bottom fantasizes about being whored out and used by a gang of Tops. That doesn't mean every bottom is a good candidate. If you choose to do it, make sure the bottom is going to be an active participant, and not lie there like yesterday's catch at the fish market. 3. Pimping a bottom resembles work. There are ads to place and respond to, conversations to start up at the bathhouse, the bar or the ABS, phone calls to make to your network of FBs - you are, in essence, a broker. You have to get the word out, in an experienced way, to the right people. 4. Check your scruples. Whoring a bottom lies somewhere between commodities brokering and human trafficking. Some Tops whore bottoms because they enjoy the rush of it, and get off on the power, but are generally benign. Others look at bottoms as lower-order animals and think nothing of actually prostituting them in a cash sense. Even though it would never bother me in the slightest if a Top or a Dom made money off my ass, the latter is a criminal offense. 5. It's not just about your pleasure, or the bottom's, for that matter. If you're going to be successful, you need to make sure that your clients, the Tops you attract, are pleased with their experience as well. The dynamic between the pimp and the bottom is important in making sure the sexual experience of the Top is a great one. It's all about the presentation, the setup, and the performance - especially in a group setting. The energy built or not built during a sex act will translate into what happens next. A group scene is more likely to give high-energy results than a series of one-on-one scenes, in my experience. What you say while it's going on - your words of challenge and encouragement - can ensure that. 6. If you're going to whore out a bottom, you may as well whore out two at once. From what I've been told, that seems to draw better results for some reason. 7. I'm not sure how to tell you to find the right bottoms for the job, except to suggest that you not take one on unless you've test-driven him first and know that he has the staying power to offer a loud, lusty fuck to several men in a row and has the experience to handle a wide range of cockery. As to how you actually go about locating, contacting and recruiting other Tops and suggesting they come fuck a specific bottom, I have no idea - you'll have to ask them. Whoring Tops, I'd love to hear this, too. If you have questions about my experience from the bottom end, fire away.

10:28 pm received booty call from a guy who has a bf, says he is nearby 10:29 pm. I douche 10:32 pm doorbell rings 10:33 pm He strips 10:34 pm He washes dick in bathroom 10:36 pm I suck him 10:37 pm He mounts me doggy style 10:39 pm Load deposited 10:41 pm He's out the door Hard to believe that 15 min earlier I had no idea I was about to get bred. Would love to know what he told his bf to get out the house. This just happened. The load is in me now.

I've done a number that were 5 to 7 minutes... They're good fucks. The key to being quick is to not take off your clothes, just unzip and fuck.