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Hello, I've been reading fiction on here for several months now and have been discovering what is for me a whole new turn on. This is my first attempt at writing a poz story and would like to state that most of it is fiction with some inspirations from reality. I look forward to your comments, please don't hesitate to share your remarks, thoughts and constructive criticism. ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I met him on Grindr. It was late in the night and I was horny and talkative which made me prone to telling strangers things I usually keep to myself until I know the person a little better. His name was Maxime. Like me, he was in his early twenties. He had a muscular build and a very attractive look on his face. He was wearing joggers and a t-shirt and a pair of black Adidas Y-3 Kaiwa sneakers in his profile picture which was an immediate turn on for me. He had started the conversation pretty casually with a quick "hey, what's up" but then it had quickly evolved into dirty sex talk with him asking what I was into and my horny trusting self answering his questions and giving up information which, as I just mentioned, I usually withhold until later. And so I told him all about how I like being forced or seduced into submission, how I liked sneakers and the manly scent they emitted. After a while he answered that he loved seducing and dominating guys and while sneakers weren't really his thing he didn't mind implementing them into his domination routine for me. I was already rock hard and reading those words made me even more so. That is when he sent the following: "Well, I'm tired so I'll be going to bed now, but I'll leave you with a little present ;)". The message was followed by a few close-up pics of his Adidas Y-3 sneakers. Then he went offline. Five minutes later I was in bed, masturbating to the pics he'd sent me and imagining him fucking me mercilessly while holding a sneaker pressed against my face. If only I had known back then what I was getting myself into. The following day we talked some more and he ended up sending me a link to his Facebook profile. I added him and we continued our conversation there. I decided to take a little stroll through his photos while he was telling me how he'd like to meet, have some fun, how he'd like to hold me in his arms and force me onto his bed... His words combined with his Facebook profile being filled with pic after pic of his muscular body, at the beach, in the gym, etc, got me hard and horny again. That's when I saw something strange in his photos. There was a picture of a what looked like maybe a white lab coat (he was a fashion student, go figure) on it was drawn, presumably by him, a very muscular male with a Mickey Mouse head and a gigantic, veiny cock. And coming out of the cock was a heart inside which were written the words "AIDS Forever". I couldn't quite understand what it meant. I was just about to ask him but as I opened the Facebook conversation a pic was waiting for me. His muscular legs in gym shorts with a clear view on his Adidas Y-3 sneakers and the message "Just came home from the gym. Been training all morning and those babies are quite sweaty inside. I think you'll love the smell ;)" At that moment I felt harder than I'd ever been before, forgetting all about what I wanted to ask him. His next message came in: "wanna come over?". And then his address. 20 minutes by bus from where I lived. I was ready to leave home 30 minutes later. 30 more and I was in front of the address he'd given me. I rang the doorbell and soon the door opened. He looked even better than in his pictures. He was a bit taller than me and had a warm smile on his face. We said hello and then a powerful arm was around my shoulders, gently but firmly pulling me inside the house. I was feeling completely hypnotized by him. His presence, the manly scent of a guy who'd just come home from the gym, his beautiful, deep voice, the way he looked deep into my eyes. We were sitting on his couch having a casual talk... which quickly evolved into casual making out and before I knew it his muscular arms lifted me from the couch and carried me to his bedroom. All the way he was carrying me he was looking me in the eyes, the most beautiful smile on his face. All I could do was smile back. "Shhush, baby, we're going to have some great fun" he said gently and he laid me onto his bed. Next thing I knew I was naked and he had stripped his sweatpants and t-shirt, leaving only his boxers and those sexy Adidas Y-3 sneakers on. Then he removed his boxers to reveal the largest cock I'd ever seen. Long and veiny. And then I remembered the picture I'd seen earlier on his Facebook profile. I sat up on the bed and said: "Hey, I saw this strange pic on your Facebook this morning", I said, looking up at him. "Oh yeah, which one, baby?" "Well there was this Mickey Mouse with a big cock and out of it..." He interrupted before I could finish. "Oh... you mean that." He caught my gaze with his beautiful eyes, and with a gentle smile on his lips he continued: "It's because I am poz." "Poz?", I asked, "As in HIV positive?" "Yeah. But don't let it bother you." I was still caught in his gaze, rock hard. "Let's just have some fun." Then he started kissing me before I could answer him. "Can't you just use a condom?" I asked when we finally broke the kiss. "No." "I really like you but I don't wanna get infec..." My protest was met by his warm sneaker as he pressed it, gently and firmly, against my face covering my nose and mouth. All I could do was inhale his manly scent and moan. He hadn't been lying when he'd said they were sweaty and smelly. As the heavenly, warm, masculine scent was assaulting my nostrils I felt his breath in my ear. "Shuuush, relax, baby. Don't worry, we don't have to do anything risky. Just relax and enjoy what you came here for. I've been getting them nice and stinky all morning in the gym just for you." After saying those words he started gently and slowly maneuvering me, getting me laying on my belly on his bed, face buried in his sweaty sneaker breathing deeply and moaning every time I exhaled. He then laid on top of me and before I could think anything of it his warm breath was once again in my ear: "Shush, it's ok, baby. Do you like my smell? Yeah, that's it, just relax and keep inhaling my smell." I was so horny and turned on by everything he did and said and by the smell I couldn't stop myself from breathing that I barely noticed his cock-head gently starting caressing my hole. "Shuush, shuuush." He continued to coo in my ear as his muscular body started to rub against mine in a gentle and rhythmic fashion. Soon it wasn't just caressing my hole - now the cock-head was starting to gently push against my hole, demanding entry. "Just relax and open yourself to me baby." Was all the motivation my body needed to relax and let him enter me. With slow thrusts he penetrated deeper and deeper into me until his full length was inside me. That's when he stopped and his breath was back at my ear. "I am deep inside you now baby. My poz cock is buried deep inside you. Unprotected. Every thrust has been peeling away the fragile defenses of your gut. Once I cum in you I'll infect you." He said those words in a warm, tender voice but it was enough to finally bring me back to reality. I didn't want to get infected. I didn't want to get AIDS. I didn't... Before I could finish that thought his hand found my own rock hard cock under me and squeezed. This time his voice was powerful and dominant, no longer whispering. "Breathe." And I did. I breathed in the sweaty smell of his sneakers as the thrusting resumed, this time faster, more fervent. "Breathe in the smell of the man who is about to infect you with AIDS. Relax like the good boy you are and breathe in deeply." There was nothing I could do but obey. I had revealed my turn-ons to him and now he was using them against me. I didn't have the strength to fight him. "That Facebook pic you were worried about. Don't worry. It says AIDS Forever in the heart because AIDS is love. I am about to give you my love." He was starting to grunt as he was talking now. "My love you will carry with you forever. Ahh, yeah, breathe in my foot-sweat as I infect you!" With that I felt a warmth spread somewhere deep inside of me and knew he had infected me. He collapsed on top of me and continued fucking me, slowly and gently, massaging his seed into my gut with his still hard cock, making sure not a drop would be wasted. I was vaguely aware that I lay in a pool of my own cum, I didn't know when I had orgasmed. We soon drifted to sleep. I woke up several hours later. Silently collected my clothes, got dressed and left. Two weeks later I had a severe case of flu. A month later I went for a blood test and tested POZ. His name is Maxime and his love will forever be inside me.

^^^^ What Phukhole said. Don't hog the sex furniture. Most parties I've been to there have only been 1 or 2 slings and maybe a bench, but most have been at guy's apartments or houses. The first party I went to there was only regular furniture. Guys were fucking on couches, beds, the floor, etc. I started sucking a guy on the bed while he made out with his BF. My ass was in the air and I felt someone start to eat my ass before he mounted me. I got a commentary from the boyfriend "oh yeah, he's gonna fuck him", "wow, he's goin in raw", "he's really fuckin him" "he's gonna get bred" and on and on. When a second guy bred me, the guy I was sucking blew his load down my throat. I never knew who those first 2 guys were but I didn't care - I'd gotten fucked and had 2 loads in me. I got a fucked by several more guys and got a few more loads and bred a couple guys at that party. The next party with that group everyone remembered and I had an even better time. Part of being successful was being the new meat, but I think if you just put it out there without being too needy, guys will respond. Suck some guys, show off your ass but don't wave it in everyone's face. Once you get fucked once at a party, the tops will know if you're a good fuck. If it's not a strict BB party and some guys cover up, showing that you take it BB helps your chances to get fucked in my experience.

It depends on the sex party. As a rule of thumb, I don't hop in a sling without a top - as sex furniture is usually in demand at the bigger parties. If I do find myself in a sling or fuckbench, I only give it 10 minutes tops if I have no takers, then I get out. No one likes a sling-lizard. Free it up for someone else to get some. I prefer getting bred doggy style - so fuck benches are my go-to, but I'm quite happy to bend over against a wall or bar stool and take whoever wants it....

As mare in the FSM, I usually prefer the fuck benches, that’s the most comfortable position to be at while taking dick after dick for hours ? but during the party I usually get moved around by the stallions so I spend some time on the sling or on my back in the big mattress laying to other mares sharing the moment of being mounted

I stood at the entrance of club Orlando and was mixed with both fear and excitement. I had heard of this place many times before and was fixed on going when I did my research and saw it was a gay bathhouse. I had read many stories of times there and I wanted to go so badly to have as many cocks and loads shoved up my ass and down my throat. Most of all I was so hoping that I could find someone there to take my poz cherry. I went inside and paid for my membership and for a room and went in. Once I found my room I started to take my clothes off and took a moment to admire myself in the mirror on the wall. At 21 I stood at 6ft 2 and was 230 pounds of muscle thanks to the 6 years in the army. I kept my blond hair cut short out of habit but still managed to catch the eyes of anyone and everyone who looked and admired me. I wrapped my towel around my waist and made my way through the club to see what was going on there. I came on a night of a lights out party so the inside was dimly lit. I brushed by allot of thick hard cock and got my ass felt up many times as I ventured further into the bathhouse. I saw the theater room and the dark room they had there and caught a twink getting pounded on the table in the dark room. I stood there for a little while stroking my cock enjoying seeing the twink squealing for the bear that was fucking him to go harder and faster. The bear let out a mighty growl and yelled that his pussy was about to get his toxic load and I had to stop and walk away before I came myself since I didn't want to cum just yet. I made sure to make a mental note of what the bear looked like so I too could possibly take his toxic load in my ass too. I made my way out to the pool where I saw a nice cabana next to it lined up with many chairs to enjoy the time by the pool but there wasn't much there for me to get into. I walked back along and saw two guys making out in the hot tub and decided to keep on moving on. I saw the room that was in the far corner and decided to go in and see what was going on and if I could join. There was allot of guys milling around in here all in different stages of fucking. I saw the twink I saw in the darkroom earlier in the sling getting fucked hard by a monstrous man. I stood there admiring what I was seeing, the man was at least 6ft 4 and very muscled and covered in tattoos. I could see the biohazard tattoo at the top of his back and two of them one on each asscheek. I couldn't help myself any longer and went to kneel on the floor behind him and spread his ass to devour his hole. I could taste a few loads that he pushed out into my willing mouth. The mix of the cum and his ass juices made me moan. I tried to shove my tongue as far as I could and didn't even realize that there was another guy that got right behind me and started to thrust into my ass. It went in without any resistance and they went in balls deep right in making me moan loudly into the ass I was eating and with a savage hunger I went in deeper into his ass. The guy who was fucking me was holding no bar against plowing my ass and it felt so amazing. He reached around and grabbed my nipples and started to twist them making me moan even louder. Get ready bitch you're about to get my fully charged up aids load he whispered in my ear. Hearing I was about to get my first poz load of the night with hopefully more to come I dug my face in as deeply as I could into he ass in front of me as the guy slammed into me one last time and I could feel his pent up aids load gysering up into my rectum making me feel full and warm as ever. I kept up on feasting this guys ass and could feel his ass clench onto my tongue and I knew he was loading up the twink in the sling with a nice load of poz cum and I hoped I would be next.

Usually the smell gives it away and how you can go balls deep in the initial trust. Also the hole tends to be a bit hotter than normal. If you can make a bottom anally orgasm then the loads will be pushed out all over your dick. If they are a real cumdump then the fuck will sound in a wet swamp.

I travelled a lot and I have a buddy I see in Clearwater He is a younger guy who really loves to sucked off. I was down for there late March and texted him He said he was free later that night Great and around 9 pm he came over. As usual I started to suck him. He had a very nice 8 inch cut dick. I got undressed and was laying on my back sucking him He suddenly said he was up for more. He flipped me on my stomach and slipped his dick in my hole. I asked if he wanted to rubber up and he said no. He pounded away for a while till I heard him breath heavily. Then with one one huge moan he came in my ass. He stayed in until he went soft. He then said he always wanted to see how it felt to cum in a guys ass. Next time he said we will fuck bare again

Imma just leave this right here. ? 2 weeks from tonight! If you're in the area come out and say hi (I mean, you know, more than "say hi" but you get it...)

Last werkend I had so much fun. Since a couple weeks Ihave a new buddy. Max is 18yo and a sleazy fuckboy. I met him at a parking and I took him home, where we had long and perv sex. He is a skinny tall boy that does bb since a young age. He told me he wanted me to meet his familly and invited me for the weekend. In the weeks before he told me alot about his 2 brothers and his parents. He lives in a shady/trailertrash area (got lots of pozfriends there) with lots of horny neighbors. He got me hard by the stories about his gay brothers and bi-sexual parents. At my arrival he brought me into the house were I heard lots of sex noisses and I noticed all the doors from the rooms were removed. That weekend I had a lot of sex and saw all of his family naked. Last weekend I went back and arrived an hour to early. I went inside and up to his room. In the hallway I heard him moan and looked for him. I found him in his parents bedroom getting fucked by his dad and facefucked by one of his brothers. It was so hot that I got naked and joined in. I fucked his brother and fot fucked by the 3 of them that weekend. I still am hard thinking about it and going back this weekend for more bare fun. Does anyone has a samelike experience?

I was travelling in the west coast, got on GrindR and got a few hits but most of them flaked out. After posting an ad on doublelist, I got a couple good hits, but one was a black guy looking for an anon ass to breed while the other was a white guy who got off on rough throatfucking and giving a throatpie. They were both looking for right now so I asked them if they were cool walking in if someone else was already there using me, and both of them didn't mind so I started getting ready and gave them the room number The black guy arrived first, I was in my jockstrap waiting door unlocked ass up head down blindfolded and lubed. Without a single word he started thrusting into me. It hurt like hell, I asked him to go slow but he was having none of it and threw away my hand and start fucking hard. I just grit my teeth and powered through the pain. The other guy arrived after like 2-3 mins, wasted no time undressed and just got in front of me still getting pounded, told me to open up and started gagging my throat deep. The black guy must have been turned on by hearing me gag because he blew his load in my ass very soon after the other guy started fucking my throat. It was very hot for me feeling his cock pulse inside me, while having this other guy fucking my throat and making me gag. He just zipped up and left, not a single word was said by this black guy and he has just blown his load into me. I could feel his load starting to drip down my balls. At that point the white guy told me to turn around and head my head off the edge of the bed as he was going to really rape my throat and breed it. I complied, and got what is probably the hardest throat fuck I've ever had in my life. The guy was relentless and would push me way past my comfort zone. He held my arms most of the time so I could not fight back, and pumped my throat just like he would pound my ass. A lot of gagging and choking was involved and was quite uncomfortable, but I felt happy being utterly used while at the same time feeling the other guy's cum drip little by little from my ass. The end was pretty intense and hot. He was really going to town and giving my throat a pounding that would have still made me flinch if it was my ass. I had trouble breathing and threw up a little bit but he didn't care and kept pounding and came balls deep to a huge loud grunt (I'm sure people in other rooms heard that lol). He was holding my head down with both hands when he came and I really thought I was going to pass out from lack of air. He left very quickly after pulling out of my mouth and told me to hit him up next time i'm in town. I felt so dirty and used with cum dripping from both holes, but also very happy being used like I deserve and fulfilling my role in life.

Since I became a total cumdump slut I take every cock that wants to breed me. I definitely take guys that I don’t find at all attractive, but I want to take their cocks and loads in me. In the beginning I don’t want to do it, but forcing myself to do it and give up my ass to any man that wants it makes me feel like the cum dump slut I’ve become and I find myself enjoying it! I have been bred by really old men, 82 is the oldest for me, homeless guys and some really big heavy men, smelly dirty guys. I need to do this and the one thing I always make sure is to be respectful; I may not find them attractive, but my role is to give up my ass to them and do it respectively! Just how I see it.

Have any of you tried hypnosis? I've played around on http://www.warpmymind.com and listened to some of their free stuff. I'm pretty skeptical about it, but am turned on by the idea. I have to laugh at some of the titles there, trances turn a person into a cock slut (already there lol). But the excitement to me goes along the lines of someone using it on me to make me into something they find more fuckable. What do you guys think? anyone used hypnosis? What are your thoughts and feelings about it?

Part 92 - Looking for Financial Aid Paul sent a text and soon the door buzzed open. He and Ric walked into the lobby area and Paul stopped. “You’re legal, right?” Ric nodded and quietly said “Yeah.” “Good. Follow my lead. I’ve met this client once before and he wanted a couple guys tagging him this time. Normally I wouldn’t do a job like this with someone I’ve never met, but the client picked you out and had me set up this three-way. Don’t fuck it up or you’re gonna see a really bad side of me” Paul replied as the elevator door opened. The two stepped inside and Ric said “Don’t worry about me, I’ll just follow your lead. I’ll top, bottom, suck… whatever.” “Unless he wants you to suck me or me to fuck you, you’ll be nailing him hard and dumping as much of your boy cum into him. Uh… you’re on prep, right? Your ad said that you liked it raw and were versatile” Paul asked. “No, no prep” Ric answered looking down at the floor. “Huh? You’re not going to stay neg long being a bareback escort without prep” Paul said in and almost fatherly tone. “I’m poz” Ric replied quietly. “Damn. That was fast” Paul said with a chuckle. “Kinda like me. You doin ok with the meds?” Paul asked. “No meds. I’m doin good though” was Ric’s succinct reply. “FUCK! Toxic too? Nice! This guy is gonna have a deadly brew in him when we’re done” Paul said as he raised his hand for a high-five. “If the guy says anything about status, let me handle it. OK?” Paul said. “Uh… I have a biohazard tat over my cock. I crop it out of the pics I send out… I’ll try to cover it as much as I can” Ric said as the elevator stopped and the door opened. They walked down the hall and Paul whispered “He probably doesn’t know what it means, but yeah, don’t bring attention to it.” Paul tapped on door 7D and a few seconds later it opened. Ric saw the client standing there in just a towel. He was a white guy about forty with a decent tan, curly light brown hair and a lightly muscled body. He would later find out that the guy had strong legs and a firm butt from running nearly every day. “Hey, good to see you again” the client, Craig, said. “Last week I had so much fun, I just had to do it again and maybe kick it up a notch or two. Since my divorce I’ve been experimenting a bit and found out what fun I’ve been missing all these years. I was always curious about guys but I’ve been stuck with that she-devil since high school.” Paul rolled his eyes at Ric as Craig rambled on. He knew the guy was nervous but they were just there to fuck and go, not hear his life story and Paul had heard most of it last time. Craig finally stopped talking and looked both Paul and Ric over. Walking up to Ric, he traced his finger over Ric’s chest and up to fur on his chin and then winked at him. “Way better than your pics. You need some new ones, Austin. I do need to ask you though… you really are eighteen, right?” Craig said. Ric chuckled and said “Yeah, I am” realizing that even with the beard he still looked young. These were the first words that he had said since walking into the condo and the guy smiled. “Sexy voice, too. Are you guys really gay or do you just do it for the money? Neither of you sound gay” Craig said. Paul laughed and said “You don’t either but you sure seemed to like having a guy’s dick in your ass last time and that’s about as gay as it gets. Where do you want to play this time? No sense in spending all of your money just chatting.” “Bedroom, I’d like to maybe get fucked on the balcony too, if we have time” said Craig as he led them down the hall. Ric looked around the condo and it seemed a little disorganized with several boxes laying around. They got to the bedroom and Paul closed the shades a bit so that they weren’t completely visible from the neighboring buildings. “Whatcha looking for this time, Craig? It can’t be completely vanilla with a three way…” Paul said while he moved closer to Craig and stood off to his right side. Ric took his cue and moved in next to Paul and kissed Craig’s cheek and then moved over to his ear and nibbled on the earlobe. “Ooooh fuck… Now that I know I can take it, I want you to get rougher with me. Treat me like a slut. I always wanted to fuck hard with my ex, but she never let me” Craig explained. “Ahh, ok. You just want to bottom?” Paul replied. “Yeah, Maybe next time I can try fucking you, but it felt so good last time and it just about blew my mind when I felt you cumming inside me. I felt it seep out of me the rest of the day” Craig said. “Cool. Well, I like it rough and I’m sure Austin here won’t mind it. If we get a little too carried away, just let us know. Uh… what was your ex’s name?” Paul asked. “Tracy. Why?” Craig asked as Paul pulled Craig’s towel away and threw it on the floor. “That’s your safe word. Just say ‘Tracy’ and we’ll slow down. Say it twice and we’ll stop” Paul said pushing Craig back to the bed. Ric was a step behind Paul and was pulling his shirt over his head. Craig was sitting on the edge of the bed with Paul on one side and Ric on the other, their pants both sporting significant bulges. Paul took his shirt off and pulled Craig’s face to his crotch. Craig breathed deep and reached over to feel Ric’s growing bulge. “Fuck” Craig muttered as he leaned over and buried his face in Ric’s crotch and fondled Paul’s package. His hand fumbled as he tried to unbuckle Paul’s belt and after a few failed attempts Paul reached down and unlatched it. Craig had more success unbuttoning Paul’s jeans. Paul slipped off his shoes let the jeans drop before kicking them aside. Craig moved back over to Paul and was licking and gnawing at the fabric of his tight trunks, the outline of his rigid cock easily visible. Ric removed his shoes and dropped his jeans, leaving him standing there in just a yellow jockstrap. Paul hooked his thumbs around the trunks and pulled them down, freeing his cock and letting it slap Craig in the face. Craig’s tongue was lapping at Paul’s member, coating it with spit. Ric pulled his cock out of the side of the pouch of his jock, thinking that the waistband would obscure his biohazard tattoo. Paul reached down with both arms and hoisted Craig back on the bed, straddling his chest and feeding his cock to Craig’s eager mouth. Ric followed them on to the bed and began to suck on Craig’s balls before swallowing his five inch stiffie. Ric didn’t know if Craig was one of those guys that was done as soon as he shot, so he made sure that Craig didn’t get too close while he sucked and licked. He moistened his finger and traced down from Craig’s balls to his recently deflowered hole. Ric briefly wondered if Paul had been the one to take Craig’s anal cherry and poz him at the same time, just like Joe had done with him. He cleared his mind of the distraction and went to work opening up Craig’s hole. Craig was moaning and would occasionally clamp down on his finger. He pushed in a second finger and felt the hole relax a little more. He looked up just in time to see Paul turn his head back and mouth “You fuck him first.” Ric nodded, unsure if he was to fuck him missionary or flip Craig over to fuck him doggy. His question was answered when Paul leaned forward and started to slow fuck Craig’s mouth. Ric lifted Craig’s ass and spit on the hole before pushing three fingers in. Twisting and prodding, he stretched out the hole even more, knowing that Craig had probably never had anything near the size of his cock inside him. Adding more spit, he knelt between the splayed legs and rubbed his dripping cock over the waiting hole. He tapped Paul on the leg and mouthed “now” to him. Paul thrust his cock into Craig’s mouth and Ric pushed his thick, wet cock into his ass, stretching the ring around his cock head. Craig writhed at the sudden intrusion and his inability to breathe. The twisting of Craig’s body pulled Ric’s cock out of his ass so Ric pulled back the foreskin and added more spit to the precum on his cock head before he made a second attempt. He held on to Craig’s legs tightly this time and let him get used to the thick meat that was stretching his sphincter open. Ric had noticed that he seemed to leak precum a lot more when the guy he was fucking was not already poz and this case was no different. He was soaking Craig’s chute with viral precum and he stood there for over a minute before he used the precum-as-lube to push deeper. Ric began to drive in and out, feeling Craig try to wiggle and his body shake the deeper he got. He remembered that Craig said he wanted it rough, so his thrusts got more forceful. His body was slamming into Craig and sweat was dripping and flying off, covering both Paul and Craig. He pulled back and adjusted his angle and drove back in hard, hearing Craig yelp around Paul’s cock. After ten minutes of varied firm strokes Ric started pounding even harder. A few more minutes and he went as hard as he could. In less than a minute, Craig yelled out a cock muffled, but distinct, “TRACY!” Ric dialed it back for a few more minutes of drilling and then rammed in and felt his cock shoot ropes of infected cum deep into Craig’s abused colon. Ric stood there, gasping as his cock finally stopped pulsing and looked forward to see Paul twisted back staring at him in disbelief. Slowly, Ric pulled his cock out as Paul climbed off of Craig, smiling at him and giving Ric a wink. Ric grabbed Craig’s hips and flipped him over, feeling his body still quivering. Paul took his place behind Craig as Ric climbed in front, brushing his cummy cock over Craig’s lips. Craig was obviously still in a daze when Paul, crouched on his feet, pushed into the swollen hole. As if on autopilot, Craig started licking every part of Ric’s cock and balls. He seemed to spend extra time pulling back and releasing Ric’s foreskin, marveling at something he had never seen up close before. Paul’s cock wasn’t nearly as big as Ric’s, but Craig’s hole had tightened up in the short time it was empty. Paul loved fucking cum filled holes and knew that Ric had planted a large load inside. He was enjoying pounding Craig’s ass like he usually fucked. Their previous fuck had been slow and gentle the entire time as Paul opened Craig up. He wished he had been the first escort that Craig had hired to pop his cherry, but he was glad to be the second one to get his cock inside Craig. He loved the innocence that Craig had, and how he appreciated every new aspect of gay sex he was experiencing. Paul started fucking faster and harder, trying to mimic the intensity of Ric’s fuck. He pushed Craig down flat and was piledriving his hole. Ric was face fucking Craig in time to Paul’s thrusts, but the angle was bad and he wasn’t nearly as brutal. His crotch was dripping with Craig’s spit and Ric noticed that Craig was no longer fighting the abuse to his body. There was an occasional whimper, but mostly moans. Paul slammed in one last time and let out a guttural roar as his cock pumped another virus laden dose of seed deep inside. Paul collapsed on top of Craig, panting like a dog. Ric wasn’t sure what to do next and had his eyes trained on Paul. Without a cock in his mouth, Craig’s moaning was even louder but eventually it faded and he said “Oh fuck! That’s what I was talking about. I won’t be able to walk for days, but god I loved that.” “Who said you were done?” Paul asked. Ric got a big grin on his face and wondered what Paul was going to do next. After a minute, Paul rolled off Craig’s sweat soaked back, got off the bed and gestured to Ric. Ric moved around and pushed Craig’s legs wider and then dug his tongue into the cum filled hole. The mixture of their cum and Craig’s ass juice, covered his face and beard. While Ric feasted, Paul walked over and pulled the belt out of his jeans. He usually used cloth belts when he went to meet clients that weren’t into BDSM scenes (leather was always the preferred material for those other meetings). He then went over toward end of the bed and picked up the towel he tossed there earlier and walked back to the side of the bed. Ric stood up as he felt Paul get near, leaving Craig laid out flat on his stomach on the bed. Quickly, Paul looped the belt around Craig’s wrists and cinched the belt down. He pulled and dragged Craig over to the balcony door and motioned for Ric to move the chair to the middle. Ric positioned the chair and Craig found himself kneeling on it and bent over the back. Paul tied off the other end of the belt to one of the chair legs and then opened the shades all the way. Craig was staring out at the cityscape wondering how many of his neighbors were looking this way. Paul folded the towel and wrapped it around Craig’s eyes and tied it behind his head. Paul motioned for Ric to remove his jock and plow his cock back into Craig’s ass. “Holy FUCK!” Craig screamed out as Ric shoved all the way in with one hard stroke. Paul was motioning instructions to Ric and Ric started to mercilessly pound Craig’s hole again. Paul grabbed his phone out of his jeans and took a few pictures and a video of Ric raw fucking Craig’s ass and got a couple with Ric’s biohazard tattoo showing right above Craig’s wrecked hole and a ring of slightly pink cum around the base of Ric’s cock. None of the pictures had faces but showed what a cumwhore Craig had become in a short time. Ric had only been fucking for a couple minutes and Paul motioned him away. He pulled out and Craig whimpered at the sudden emptiness. Paul drilled his cock into the gaping hole for a few minutes and then they swapped again. Back and forth, a few minutes of each cock at a time until they couldn’t hold back any longer and it was time to breed again. Ric came first, adding more toxic sperm to Craig’s guts. He didn’t yell out or make any outward signal other than pushing in and holding his cock deep inside Craig’s ass and feeling his cock throb as his balls emptied their contents. Paul took his last turn on Craig, pounding him relentlessly and then added his cum to the mess. Ric slid his jock back on and then his jeans and shirt. He smelled of sex but he didn’t care. Paul pulled his cock out and slapped Craig’s ass. “Now you’re done, fucker” he said as he reached down and untied the belt before loosening it and removing it from Craig’s wrists. Leaving him blindfolded for a few more minutes, Paul got dressed too. Paul removed the blindfold and looked at Craig. “Time’s up. Hope you enjoyed it” Paul said. “Fuck! That was intense. I’ve never done anything like that before. That first part was hot and I loved being used like that, but the second part was so strange. I couldn’t see anything or move much. I hope no one saw me get fucked like that” Craig said. “Pffft, that’s nothing. It’s just a taste of bondage. If you want, we can try some of the more advanced stuff some other time. But for now, we’re done. I’m beat and you look like it too” Paul said. “Oh, yeah. I don’t think I could take any more today. My balls hurt from shooting so many times. I’m sure the sheets are soaked with jizz. Uh, your envelope is over there by the front door. It’s for both of you. Thanks, that was so much fun. I really wish I had tried this sooner. I wasted half my life trying to be straight” said Craig. Ric and Paul smiled back at him. “Paul, I will call you about another appointment. Austin, I’m glad you could come. Too bad you won’t be in town very long. That cock of yours is amazing - I’ve never felt so full” Craig said. “Thanks, I enjoyed it. I’m sure you’ll remember this for a long time” Ric replied. Ric and Paul walked out, Paul grabbing the envelope on the way. Once in the elevator he counted the money out and split it with Ric. “Not bad for two hours work. He even put in a tip. Here ya go. It was good working with you Austin. You really did surprise me. Next time you’re out this way let me know and maybe we can schedule a few jobs together and share our gift. I wouldn’t mind feeling that big cock in me, either” Paul said as they descended to the first floor. “Yeah, it worked out better than I thought it would. I may be moving out here later this summer so I’ll keep it in mind, but I don’t do a lot of escorting” Ric replied. They walked out of the building and Ric waited for his ride back to the hotel and Paul disappeared down the street.

Luv sucking cock that's been fucking and breeding other holes. Better during a long weekend session of unwashed, unshowered pig fun.

Been visiting my parents for a week in the North, and always get horny after a few days’ enforced celibacy. So decided to break my fast on the way home by stopping off in the Midlands at my favourite sauna: the Greenhouse in Darlaston. My god, I’m glad I did. It was Sunday afternoon, so I knew it would be busy. After reading another post on here from cumslut74 about the best place to position oneself, I headed straight for the darkroom downstairs, and got straight down to business. The first guy made a play for my cock, but as soon as I told him I was ‘bottom only’ he told me to turn round and bend over. A nanosecond later he was inside me. His was just the first cock of many. I finally settled on a fuck bench just outside the dark room, head down, arse up, and took whatever came along. Impossible to say precisely how many, as is always the case in these situations. But I’m guessing something like 25-30 cocks, and about 12-15 loads. I reckon about two out of three were bare: suffice to say, it wasn’t long before I was ‘flooded’. Stayed till about 6, at which point the crowds started to thin, and it was time for me to continue on with my journey home. Love that sauna- wish there was one like it in London, but with rents and property prices so high, I just don’t think a sauna of that size is financially feasible in the capital anymore...

Went to the East Side Club today. Cruised this short older daddy with a fit hairy body and a nice 7 inch tool. I started deep throating his cock then he flipped me over and tongue fucked me deep, loosening my hole. He fucked me hard and deep till he shot deep in my hole. The next guy I cruised was a hot Columbian daddy with a long salt and pepper beard. After sucking his cock and a lot of intense nipple play he flipped me over and then grabbed a condom. He fucked me for a while alternating with more intense nipple play. He finally pinned me down and came down my throat. Next I cruised this hot tall bearded bald daddy with an enormous cut cock. I deeptgroated him for a while then he got on top and ducked me missionary. His massive cock pounding deeper and deeper into me. I got on top and rode him deep till he nut in me. The last encounter I had was with a guy around my age. I sucked his thick uncut cock till he asked to fuck me. I bent over and heard him open a condom. He fucked me till he came then removed the condom and throat fucked me till he shot again. When he left I took the condom and drank his cum out of it.

Went to the Crew Club in DC for a couple hours last night. The highlight was taking multiple loads in the dark room. Walked in and was approached by an old guy with a huge cock. At first I wasn’t into him because of how old he looked, but then he had me stroking his huge cock, and that’s all that matters to me. Soon I was bent over toward the wall and he was anxiously pumping that old man cock into my ass raw. He called over a few older buddies to show them the young whore he was barebacking in the dark. One after one they lined up to nut in my ass. Oink turned on thinking about it.

Rather it pumped deep in me when I bottom and I do the same to my bottoms. I like feeling of being breed and the and loose feeling afterwards when your hole can't close and the loads just keeps leaking out

Over on the coast east of Orlando, horny and bored. Decided to head over to Orlando and get myself bred with raw anonymous cocks. Checked into Parliament House, posted an ad on Doublelist. Let the guys know that door is ajar and I'm stripped down, ass up doggie position. Posted on BBRT and A4A too; those tend to be time consuming no shows for this type of play. 15 Mins after going live on Double, nice cock pic comes through with 59 yo, nice chest and cock with full pubes emails wanting me ass up. Gave him room number and he says will be there in 20 Mins. Meantime, another email comes in. Another 50's with an 8 inch UC saying he wants me on my knees to suck and then when he's hard, move myself to the bed and assume the fuck position.....only caveat, I have to have at least one load in me. He requires I use no lube and have enough cum in my ass to lube up his cock. I agree and sure hope the guy on his way doesn't turn out to be a no show. Second guy says he'll be there in 45 mins and says he's ok with another guy in the room. As the time for number one to show, I unlock the door, assume the doggie position and just wait. A few minutes later, someone comes in, I keep my head in the pillow and my heart is beating. Hear the zipper go down, the lubing up of a cock. He just rubs his cock head along my hairy ass, kind of teasing me. Then he mentions I'm really tight and puts a lubed finger in me. I'm thinking, got a good top man here that's going to really loosen me up. Next thing he has the head right outside my hole and just pushes straight in balls deep. I'm feeling his pubes grind away on my ass. Then he gets verbal saying what a slut I am to come to this whore house in the morning to take raw loads. A few more thrusts and I can feel his cock swelling and the warmth of his load oozing into my hole. He pulls it out, zips up, without a word. I'm still face down and blurt out, thank you Sir. I'm just there kind of amazed at myself for actually doing this. Take a look at the clock and it's almost time for the other dude. Figured it worked well, so just go with it. This time I've got a nice load to lube me up. I set door ajar, get on my knees, stripped down with my lil boner poking up. I can hear guys outside and a few open the door to look in. There I am on my knees wondering if any of them are my man that wants me pre-lubed. Then this really tall, chunky guy just walks in and says to the few guys outside that this slut is his. He shuts the door, comments on my cock and then says "here's what a real man looks like." 8 inches, rather musky, with real low hangers are presented to be serviced. I do what's required and when he' fully hard with some nice precum flowing, he just says, do what I told you. I get up on the bed, ass up. He fingers me and says, good boy, nice load in there. He spits on his cock, rubs it around and then just jams in full force! What is it with these Orlando guys and just cramming their cock deep into a hole? Well not my place to complain. This guy is good for about 5 mins and then blows his load. Now this one does require a good cleaning with my tongue and I get to taste his load, the other guy's load and my horny ass juices. He starts to dress, tells me to get back on my knees. He walks out the door leaves it open and leans against the rail. Points out to the passing guys what a cum slut is staying in that room. After a few minutes, he shuts the door and leaves. Here I am, not here for an hour yet and got two loads in me and it's not even 1 in the afternoon. Maybe a very interesting day. Still have the guys walking around; but, I do enjoy the ananymous door ajar routine with me stripped and ass up. Just can't do that with here.....or not supposed to :-D

They live in such a diferent world! Being naked and having sex in the house is so natural to them.. My ex had the same with his sons.. If the boys are hungry for cum dad will give them. And even mum opens her legs if they want to

Love it when a top shoots hard and deep but then stays inside for a while, gently pushing his load around with his cock, massaging it into the walls of my arse, forcing it in deeper. Even better if there’s already another load or two in there. So disappointing when a top pulls out he moment he’s cum, unless of course there’s another cock poised to take his place...

PART 4 ”You have my cock so hard Chris. Such an eager little cocksucker. Yeah, lick that precum. It’s all for you sexy boy,” Tom murmurred encouragingly. Maybe a few times the thought 'Oh, fuck, this guy is my neighbor' crosed my mind, but I certainly didn't dwell on any issues: it was all happening very, vast, fast, an besides, indisputably, I loved being on my knees, worshiping his beautiful man cock. It had such a perfect mushroom head, full and pronounced. It felt perfect inside my mouth, resting on my tongue. And that long thick veiny shaft, with just the slightest barely there upward curve felt like hot steel. His massive balls that I couldn’t quite fit into my mouth in a nice tight sack. I just wanted it more and more. I was losing control. Trying to suck it all into my throat and gagging. Finally, Tom pulled me off his cock. I looked up worried I wasn’t pleasing him. I think he sensed my concern and reassured me saying "That feels almost too good sexy boy, and we are just getting started. I’m not ready to let you make me cum yet. Right now I need to more of you. Get up and go over to and stand facing the desk and spread your legs a little. God, that ass is so beautiful. Such a perfect boy butt. Now, bend over and grab the desk. I just want to see what it looks... oh what an amazing hole. You have the most perfect asshole, Chris.” This entire time I was following orders, and apparently I enjoyed my role as my cock was rock hard and throbbing. Yeah, I loved hearing how much he liked me. A super hot man with a huge cock thought I was sexy and had a great ass. Breaking me out of my thoughts, he spoke again, “ Chris, what’s on your mind? Is there something else you want to try now maybe?” I was a little shy, but it felt safe to admit to Tom "That thing you said where you licked a guys butt. Is that... did you want to maybe try that with me?” I've gotta admit, even horny out of my mind, I was blushing. Fortunately Tom was very, very smooth: “You have no idea how bad I want to kiss and lick your boy hole, Chris. Here come over and lie on the bed and pull your knees up. Yeah like that, so I can see that little hole. It’s so pretty. I swear it’s like it’s asking me to play with it and make it feel good. Do you want that Chris, to have me make your boy hole feel good?” Laying on the edge of the bed, my knees pulled up, practically able to feel his breath on my hole, I lost and begged a little for the first time. “Please, Tom, do it. I never wanted to have somebody play with my butt like this before. Please do it. Anything. Your tongue or your fingers even.” His reply was short, “I won’t make you wait. I can see you need it.” And with that he moved in, inhaling the scent of my crack and then slowly teasing my hole. The electric shock of pleasure made me buck. “Oh fuck!” I exclaimed. He was an artist with his mouth and had me squirming and writhing and barely able to breathe. It felt so good. And then when he pushed his tongue and tried to fuck me with it, I just melted completely. “Oh god oh god that feels so good. It feels so fucking good!” I blurted. And then he stopped. His attentions to my ass were a whole new realm of experience, such that I had no idea even existed. I wanted more, most definitely, but was also aware the pleasure Tom was eliciting from my ass took precidence even over my cock. I desperately wanted to experience more of the pleasure he had been giving my young asshole. I needed to feel more. “That hole - damn," Tom remarked, adding "I could eat that asshole every day. Nothing is better than a hot eager boyhole.” I was so happy. He had loved doing it, and apparently wanted to do it every day. I had pleased him. Now he continued, “Look at my cock Chris. Look it’s even harder now. All because of your hole. Your little hole makes me this hard. I really want to try something with you. I think you will really like it. I love it and guys who love having their butts eaten seem to just really LOVE it.” Reaching under the bed, he pulled out a small brown bottle which he offered to me saying "These are called poppers. Have you heard of them?” I just shook my head. He continued explaining "You just sniff it and it’s totally harmless but it just... well I promise you, you will really love it. It will make you even hornier than you are now.” He unscrewed the cap and out the bottle to his nose and held one nostril shut and took a deep breath of the poppers and held it. “See, it’s super safe but.... oh man, fuck yeahhhh,” he moaned as he slowly stroked his giant dick. Handing the bottle to me, Tom provided instructions saying "One more time, one nostril at a time and hold it in. Hold on one sec Chris. I want to watch you take your first sniffs. And I want to just get some of this on me.” He had pulled out some lube and was stroking it onto his cock. He then took a blob and rubbed it onto my hole. I said nothing but definitely noticed that a guy had just put lube on my butt. I wondered if Tom wanted to fuck me. Before I had a chance to think Tom instructed "Okay, Chris, here use that pillow for your neck. Yeah, like that. Now lift those legs up so I can see your hole. Now take two breaths in each nostril just when I tell you to, okay?” I nodded, so horned up and so out of control already with lust. And then he spoke,”Take a nice deep breath and hold it. Okay, again. Now other side deep breath. Hold it. One more time. Hold it.”

PART 2 I had no idea what to do. I was naked, seated on the edge of a stranger's bed, and we were watching a gay porn, a gay porn where a young guy was slobbering all over a guy's cock. My six inch cock was rock hard, but next to me was an almost rock hard man dick. I marveled at how such a thin guy had such a huge fat cock. It had to be at least eight and a half inches. As if sensing it, or maybe he was just staring at me staring at his cock, he commented "I like that you can’t stop looking at my cock. You must be hungry. Have you been with many guys?” I just figured honesty was best and I wasn’t exactly fooling anyone into thinking I was 'Mr. Experience', so I told the truth. "I've..., I've gone to a bookstore a few times and done stuff.” I was super embarrassed to admit it, but he looked at me and smiled, responding "Good for you. Bookstore booths can be hot. Did you just let guys suck you or has Chris learned to get his knees dirty?” "At first, I got sucked but I kind of like, I kind of like to suck more than get sucked.” There, I had admitted it. "And what about fucking? Anyone get that butt yet?” he asked. "I tried it twice. It was good, but it kind of hurts, and well, it seems like... condoms aren’t very slippery it feels like.” He looked at me thoughtfully and asked "So, each of the guys who fucked your ass used a condom? But not when you were sucking, right? I imagine you took each man's load in your mouth, didn’t you?” “I only tried fucking twice and yes, each guy used a condom. And yes, you're also right, when I suck I don’t ever use a condom. Oh, and yeah, the guys always just cum in my mouth. I don’t mind though.” There, I had admitted that too. I liked sucking cock and tasting cum. “Well Chris, I am proud of you for being so open with me and for going out and finding what you like. Do you want to know what I like and what I have done?” I nodded. “I've done most everything, I think, so if you have a question, just ask. But when it comes to fucking and sucking and having man sex, I like it all. But most of the time, I am the one getting sucked more than the one sucking. And most of the time I am the one licking a guy's asshole instead of him licking mine. And I am always the one, these days, that fills a hot manhole instead of having a cock deep up in me. And I have a secret trick for fucking that makes it real slippery and the bottoms always love it. In my book it's the only way to fuck. Can you guess what it is?” I shrugged, having no idea. "Well, let's put it this way: the problem with the way you’ve been fucking is that you used condoms. I never do.”

Part 1 Yeah, I knew I was gay. I was only 18, and still in high school, but I had fooled around with a few guys. This was early 1990’s. My experiences had been quick and anonymous at the adult bookstore. The first couple times I just let a guy suck me in the video booths, but after several sessions I also found myself on my knees, blowing guys. I had gotten fucked exactly twice and both times it had hurt and both sessions were totally safe as both guys used a condom. I was, at that time, the total surfer twink, at 5’ 10” and 170 pounds, dark blonde hair and surfer tan. I was also totally not out. And still coming to terms with the fact that I not only liked guys, but that I was definitely more interested in the pleasing side of things versus sitting back and being pleased. But the bookstore was really hit and miss, and I was somewhat picky. My usual target was white guys in their late 30’s or 40’s. And that was really all I liked. Guys my age didn’t interest me really. So there I was, 18 and about to graduate high school and sneaking off to the adult bookstore when I just couldn’t take it anymore and either getting sucked or sucking guys. And I could still count my gay sex experiences with both hands at that point. My parents were divorced and I lived with my mom, who by then was either at work or at her boyfriends place. I had a lot of time to myself. We lived in a big apartment complex and I had to walk past a couple of buildings to get to our place from the parking lot. It was during one of those walks from the parking lot that spring of my senior year that I met Tom. I had kind of noticed him, even though he was pretty new to the complex. One, I had to walk past his patio and front door and two, Tom was hot. He was maybe 40 (turned out to be 44) and tall, 6’ 2”, but he was thin. I doubt he weighed more than me at 170. His hair was graying and cut very short. Our neighborhood was not gay Mecca, so I figured he was straight, probably some guy getting divorced. Anyways, I was waking up the path after getting off of my after school job and it was just getting dark. I knew my mom wouldn’t be home, but that was fine and I was used to making myself dinner. I saw him ahead of time on his patio so I wasn’t spooked, but I was surprised when he raised a hand and called out "Hey there, neighbor. I was standing here hoping a young strong guy would walk by." Slightly unsure how to respond I gave a light laugh, whereupon he continued "My name is Tom. I just moved in here a few weeks ago and I bought a new TV and need to move the old one upstairs but it’s really a two man job. Any chance I could talk you into giving me a hand?” Like I said, I already thought the guy was hot and, well, he was wearing a rather revealing a v neck t-shirt and gym shorts. Besides, it just seemed polite to help so I finally replied "Hi nice to meet you Tom. I’m Chris. I just live down the way, and yeah, I can help.” Smiling, he replied "Great, thanks. Come around the front door and I’ll let you in.” I walked in and my naive gaydar went off a little, but then I asked myself 'What do you know?' What was clear, however, is that the house was far from being slobbish. His furniture was tasteful and several cool, well-mounted, framed black and white photos hung on the walls. The TV of which Tom had spoken was prominently located in the living room, positioned on the floor. The new TV was in the prime position on Tom's entertainment center. “I really appreciate this. I just want to get it into my play... into the other bedroom, the first one at the top.” Most of the units in our development were the say layout, so I knew the room of which he was speaking was, in my house, my bedroom, so I knew what to expect. Tom led the way, hefting up his end of the TV, and I took-up my end, and we rather clumsily made our way up the staircase. As we began the turn into the bedroom doorway Tom grunted "Let's put it on the long desk up against the wall, ok?” It wasn’t til we set it down that I looked around and realized the purpose of the room, and why Tom had initially begun to use the word 'playroom' in identifying the room. Now, my experiences might have been slight, and I had certainly never been in a room built just for sex, but I was in one now. A bed on one wall, with the big desk which contained a TV, a DVD player, and a VCR on the opposing wall. The third wall was all mirror closets. And in the corner was something that took a naive 18 year old a second to figure out: a sling. In the most remote corner I couldn't help but notice a camcorder on a tripod. I think he noticed my shock and offered a light joke "Well, doesn’t everyone have a sex room?” He paused and then added more quietly, “Well, every gay man anyway.” He stared right at me when he said that. And while I was 95 percent sure before he said that, I knew now I was standing in Tom’s gay sex room. “Do you like it?” he asked. My heart was beating 1000 miles an hour when I replied "I like it a lot.” He looked at me a long time. “Chris right? Chris, how um, how old are you?” “I just turned 18 in January,” I replied. This was totally different than a two minute blowjob in the dark. This guy was my neighbor. “Chris, I’m not the only gay man in the room right now am I?" he asked quietly. I shook my head. "I was just gonna make sure the TV works right. Want to watch a video with me?” I again just nodded. “One thing though, one of the few rules of my room, clothes are definitely not allowed.” With that he stripped down. Holy shit. He was naked in front of me, and half hard. And his cock was amazing. I nervously stripped down. I was hard as a rock and tried to hide it. He patted the bed and motioned me to sit. “Don’t ever hide that from me here Chris. This is a place where we celebrate man sex.” He grabbed a remote and hit play and settled back onto the bed next to me. I couldn’t help staring at him and he seemed to want me to. I was so nervous still but could feel myself starting to lose control. The nerves were fading into want. I had never been in a guy's place before like this and had never had sex outside the bookstores, where it was all about rushing through as quickly as one could. Tom seemed in no hurry. As I watched him wrap his hand around his thick cock and slowly stroke himself, I thought 'Whatever happens will be fine and it’s nothing you haven’t done before at the bookstore'. I had no idea. I was 18. No one had shown me yet. Tom would. I just didn’t know it yet.

MY FIRST EVER VISIT TO A GAY SAUNA PART I I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my slender waist. It had taken a while to clean me out properly, but I didn't want to take any risks on my first ever visit to a gay sauna. Now I was squeaky-clean on the inside up to my chin. Well, almost up to my chin. I was nervous as hell and tried to calm myself down. Don't worry. The worst thing that can happen to you is that they throw you out of the sauna the moment you cross the threshold. And you know that chances are high that this moron Chris was just telling stories. One week ago Chris, a boy from the neighborhood, had come over for one of our regular jerk off sessions. He kept bragging about sneaking into a gay sauna and finally dared me to try the same. I knew that he was most probably lying, but I just couldn't let him call me a pussy. I moved over to my bedroom and stopped in front of my mirrored wardrobe to take a look around. A while ago, I got tired of my old Transformers wallpaper. Don't get me wrong, I loved it, at least in the beginning, but I guess I'd just grown out of this stuff. So I did my best to hide it with posters showing my favourite soccer players - most of them shirtless- and now the walls were covered with pictures of Christiano Ronaldo and David Beckham. He'd always been my favourite. Can't tell you how many times I jerked off thinking of Becks' perfect abs. I even managed to get a Freddie Ljungberg poster, one of those he did for CK, you know. Love his chiselled cheekbones. The walls were plastered with half-naked men. I took in the scenery. Hard to believe my parents never suspected anything. Well, maybe they did. But this was not the time to worry about that. I had other things to do. My parents were gone for the weekend, leaving the house to me, and I was going to make the most of it. I turned back to the wardrobe, watching my reflection on the mirrored doors intently, running my hands over my flat tummy, my fingers circling the compartments of my sixpack, then trailing down the deep middle cleft until they reached my cute belly button. I grinned. Becks, you better watch out. Dropping the towel, I turned around and grabbed my firm asscheeks, pulling them apart to reveal my hairless crack and pink hole. It was reddened and gaped slightly after the thorough enema . Very nice, I thought, but this is not gonna get you inside. The problem was my face. No, I'm no troll, thank you! But one look at my face convinced me that this was not going to work like this. My mom has always called me her little imp and with those pouty lips, green eyes, snub nose and the mop of red curly hair, I looked just a tad too cute and innocent for my purpose. Maybe a baseball cap would do the job. Well, at least it covered most of those curls and the peak shadowed my face. Pull it down some more, no time for vanity here. And now give me a stern look, I know you can do it. I tried to look as mean as I could. I really did, but my pathetic attempts just had me snorting with laughter. Well, fuck it. Then the cap will have to suffice. Now get dressed. No, not that shirt. No Transformers today. Better borrow some stuff from Dad's wardrobe, and put it back before he knows what happened. And here I was, standing in a narrow side street, the iron door to the gay sauna just across from me. No idea if this was intended, but it sure looked intimidating to me. I checked left and right. No one around, so if you really want it, then this is the time. I crossed the street and stopped in front of the grey door. My hands were sweating profusely. Ring the bell, moron. The sudden sound of the buzzer made me jump. Push. I pushed. The reception was not nearly as run-down as the outside had promised. Or as depraved as I had expected. Disappointment crept into my mind. This didn't look like the den of iniquity from Chris' story. Not at all. Actually, it looked more like the kitchen of a hospital or something: chrome and white tiles everywhere. "Can I help you?" asked a deep, friendly voice. I jumped again. From across the tiled counter, a tall, muscular man in his 40s or maybe 50s was looking at me, his intense grey eyes scanning my body, trying to size me up. Being only 5' 7'' myself, most guys seem tall to me, but this specimen easily measured 6' 4''. And he was packing muscles. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, impressive pecs that stretched the fabric of his muscle shirt nicely. What struck me most was that though very muscular, he still looked lean, more like a long-distance runner than a body-builder. There was not an ounce of fat on him and thick veins travelled down his forearms and onto the back of his big hands. His face looked ascetic, almost like that of a hermit. Piercing grey eyes deep in their sockets, overshadowed by bushy eyebrows, prominent cheekbones and somewhat hollow cheeks. He was bald, but the rest of his body more than made up for the lack of hair on top of his head. The lower half of his face was covered by a neatly trimmed beard, black with some grey in it, accompanied by a bushy mustache long enough to hide his lips from my view. There was a dense layer of coarse salt-and-pepper fur on his pecs as well and his strong arms were hairy all over, from his wrists up to his shoulders. His shirt was damp from the warm, humid air and clang to the guy's skin, clearly showing the outlines of his big, pointy nipples. There were sweat marks at the armholes and suddenly I realized that I could actually smell his rich, manly scent. My hole twitched in response and, as if sensing my thoughts, the guy whose face had been totally free of expression until now smirked at me, showing his big, white teeth for the first time. "Hi, my name's Harry. So again, can I help you?" With that he reached out his big, furry paw. I took a deep breath. Ok, now don't ruin it. Deep voice, stern look. I stepped up to the counter and we shook hands. "Nice to meet you, I'm Kevin," I said in my deepest voice. Stern look, I reminded myself. That's when I realized that from my new position closer to the counter I had a perfect view of his tight-fitting gym shorts and the huge bulge they tried to conceal. I had seen a cock or two before. Well, three actually. But those had been the dicks of boys my own age and whatever was waiting behind this thin layer of cotton went far beyond my limited experience. I stared. I gawked. Maybe I even salivated, but I can't tell for sure. My recollection is somewhat blurred. "Your first time in here?", Harry asked with an amused tone in his voice. "Hm?" I clearly had my mind on other things. I was staring at his crotch and it must have felt the attention, because the bulge was heaving , shifting and finally snaking down the leg of his adidas shorts. I licked my lips absent-mindedly. The tip of his cock would be appearing any second now. That's when Harry coughed loudly. My head shot up and I blushed. Moron, moron, moron. Congratulations, well done. Your gonna get yourself kicked out of here. "Your first time in here? Don't think you've been here before, at least not on my shift. A cutie like you wouldn't have escaped my attention." He winked at me and I cracked a smile. So much about the stern look, moron. I blushed again. "But this might not be your day of the week" Harry added questioningly. "We're having our 'Twinks Night' on Saturdays, so maybe you'd rather wait until the weekend instead. At the moment there's quite a lot of business in there" he motioned to the door next to the counter that apparently led to the locker room and whatever was waiting behind it. "But it's mostly guys like me, you know, old and hairy and bearded and most of us are...well, don't mind, so if that's not what you came here for...", his voice trailed off. "Nooo", I said, maybe a little too enthusiastically. "If all of them are only half as hot as...uh, I mean...I really like older guys...like you." Harry gave me one last, questioning look, as if he was mulling something over inside his head, but then he shrugged it off and guided me through the procedure, handed me a towel, a pair of flip-flops and the key to my locker. "You find little sachets of lube over there. Condoms, too, if need be." I nodded my head fiercely. Finally something I was 100% sure of in these strange surroundings. After all we'd discussed that at school more than once. "You should always use condoms", I said with deep conviction. He just shrugged his shoulders. "Most guys in here don't think so. Fucking feels way better without a rubber, they say." They don't use condoms? I was honestly shocked. But Harry interrupted my thoughts. "Listen, Kevin. My shift is ending in 20 minutes. My buddy Carl should be arriving any minute to replace me. What about I give you the tour and show you around a bit once I'm off duty?" I think, he must have misinterpreted my incredulous look, because he raised one of his furry eyebrows. "Only if you want me to, of course." I gulped. Keep it cool, don't seem too eager, moron. "Sure, that would be nice." "Okay, when you exit the locker room, you gotta turn right and follow the hallway until you reach the jacuzzi. Why don't you get inside the tub and relax for a while and I'll meet you there as soon as Carl arrives. I nodded my approval, grabbed my stuff and entered the locker room. As soon as Harry was out of sight, I slumped against the wall and exhaled deeply. I was inside the sauna and no one had asked for my ID. Not even mentioned it. A smile of relief spread across my face, slowly turning into a broad grin. Harry would join me in the tub and maybe he'd do a lot more with me... When the boy disappeared behind the corner, Harry reached under the counter and produced a bottle of lubricant and a Ziploc filled with a white powder. The lube had already been laced with T, but in this case he'd better increase the dose. Kevin was cute as a button, but the kid seemed way to strict about safer sex. Harry couldn't stand fundamentalists. Sometimes they just needed to be outwitted. When Carl, a goateed redhead in his mid-40s with a burly, hirsute body and a fat, veiny cock, finally arrived, Harry was leaning against the counter, staring into the air with a wicked grin all across his face . "Hey, Harry, what's up?" Carl yelled to shake his colleague out of his daydream. The two men greated each other with a big bear-hug. They'd been buddies for almost two decades now and over the years they had shared quite a number of boy-bottoms. Or at least for the first fifteen years of their friendship. This came to a sudden halt, when first Carl and later Harry as well were tested HIV-positive. While HAART had no side effects on Carl, Harry's libido pretty much zeroed. He just couldn't get it up anymore. And watching Carl fucking a boy and licking his buddy's poz-cum from the kid's gaping boycunt afterwards didn't seem to make for a long-distance solution. Their relationship deteriorated day by day and when they stopped talking to each other completely, they realized that there was only one alternative that worked for them. The next morning both men stopped taking their meds. And never looked back. Not only had their sex life gone back to normal. The two of them seemed to be hornier than ever before in their life. Sometimes the mere thought of what was brewing inside their balls brought them close to the edge of cumming. Harry had always been a "dripper," but making an unaware teenboy beg for his load had him dripping toxic precum like your proverbial faucet. And the knowing look on Harry's face when the boyhole started making those telltale squishy noises every time he rammed his fat cock home was just priceless. Happy like a pig in the mud. How Carl had longed to see his buddy like this during the difficult years. Harry was all that counted for him, fuck the boys. Literally. PART II in the making (let me know which direction you'd like the story to take)

After having a blinding month of sales I decided to treat myself to a stay over in a very posh hotel. You got a free membership to the attached Health Club and I was in the swiming pool when 2 girls came into the club. Both of them were wearing bikinis and I couldnt help but notice one of the girls was bursting out the top of her outfit.....her tits were huge. She caught me looking but just smiled and said something to her friend. I thought I could detect a hint of Spanish in her accent. Anyway I decided to try the sauna and as it was empty I thought about stripping off and was just about to get naked when the 2 girls came in to join me. They both spoke decent English and we started chatting. it turned out they were dancers from Brasil and were touring the UK as part of a show. They were staying for 2 nights and there was 6 of them. I told them if I saw them in the bar later I would buy them a drink, and then I left to get ready for Dinner. After a very nice Steak and a glass of Red Wine i went into the bar and ordered a beer. After about 15 minutes the 2 girls walked in and waved at me. They were in jogging bottoms and trainers and a t shirt but still looked stunning. I offered them a drink but they told me they were having a party in their room and asked me to go with them. I honestly couldnt belive my luck here and I got a few jealous looks from some of the other residents. When we got to their room,it was a large suite with a joining door to the suite next door. I noticed there was porn on the TV and looking closer it was Chicks with Dicks that was on. I was given a glass of Champagne by one of the girls and she sat next to me on the couch. As we were watching the porn I felt her hand on my leg and then moved on to my cock. she started to rub it through my trousers and soon I was hard. When she finished her drink she took me by the hand and lead me into the bathroom and suggested we take a shower together. When I went into the bathroom it was huge. the shower would probably be big enough for 6 people. The girl I was with took her tshirt of and revealed a lovely Red bra with her tits spilling out. I went over and kissed her and unfastened it and started to suck on her nipples. She was moaning softly and rubbing my cock as she undid my trousers. we kissed again as I stepped out of my trousers and my shorts so i was now naked. I tried to take her joggers down but she stopped me and told me to get in the shower. I got in and turned to look at the godess that i was going to fuck and saw her bent over taking her joggers down. She had a matching red thong and an absolute peach of an arse. I wanted to fuck her so badly that I was rock hard. She joined me in the shower still with her thong on and we kissed again. This time she sank to her knees and took my cock in her mouth. She sucked me for a while then we kissed again and she turned me around to face the wall. She was stroking my cock and my arse and I was in heaven when I suddenly felt that there was something else in between my cheeks. I turned to see the girl with the beautiful face and fantastic tits also had a massive cock.. I didnt know what the fuck to do , but she pulled me in to kiss again an that was that. I was hers . Hers to do what she wanted.. in the shower she had me on my knees sucking her cock. she sucked mine and then let me fuck her standing up. she placed my hand on her cock and I wanked her whilst fucking her arse. I knew I was about to cum and told her. she just pushed back harder and a I deliverd a hot load up her arse.. Then she turned me round and told me it was her turn. She eased her cock into me with plenty lube and took things slowly. Id had a couple of cocks up me but that was yeas ago.she slowly built up the pace and then she said she was going to cum. I felt her seed pump into me. When we were finished we went out into the room still naked and her friends were all there.. I was placed on the couch and given more champange and then the girls all gathered round. A cock was pushed into my mouth and another of the Tgirls started wanking me. I counted 5, all naked, all beautiful ,all bronzed, all fantastic bodies. A couple had huge dicks on them and I got the 1st one up me as I was bent over the arm of the couch. I believe the phrase is "spit roasted" and thats what they did. Each one came in either my destroyed arse hole or down my throat. Some came twice. when they had finished I was given the choise to fuck one of them and I chose the girl with the biggest cock. it was a real turn on as she bounced on my cock and seeing her cock waving about. I couldnt help but blast a load up her hole. When it was over I was given another glass of champagne and we said out goodbyes. I went to bed straight away and when I woke in the morning a load of spunk had leaked out of my hole on the bed clothes. I went down for breakfast and the girls were there. They asked me over to join them and they made it known that I had had sex with them all last night. you could see the jelous looks on the other male guests. They didnt know that everyone of the girls had fucked me instead of the other way round.

Fuck yeah! Feeling my second hole popped when a large cock penetrate is just heaven, ever since the first time it happened with a toy till this day whit a large cock (or two or a fist) my eyes roll up and I grunt like a little piggy Just remember, practice makes perfect so just train your hole taking large dicks and a good rough fuck ?

I turned him against the wall and kneeled behind him. With my face buried between his hairy ass cheeks, I tongue fucked his hole trying to push a bunch of spit inside. He was moaning and I felt his hole quiver around my tongue. I pulled out and stood back up, pressing my rock hard cock to his hole. I felt his hole open up and the ring and cock head popped in side. I stopped and closed my eyes. I heard Louis quietly beg “Please fuck me” but I had other plans. A waterfall in a park I used to hike in as a kid was pictured in my mind as willed my bladder to open up. It was only a minute and the stream started to pump my warm piss inside Louis’ ass. “Oh FUCK!” Louis yelled out as his brain started to figure out what I was doing. I held him tight and pushed my cock in deeper. I rocked my hips a few times and then pulled my cock out of his hole and showered the outside of his ass with more piss. I pushed back in as the stream started to fade, rocking my hips once in side. After a minute, I felt his hole spasm around my cock as he let out a loud moan. I pushed in deeper and the spasms were milking my cock. I felt the first big rope of cum shoot out of my cock, mixing with the piss still inside. My hips pulled back and I thrust in all the way as the next few ropes shot out. I reached around and twisted both his nipples and felt his hole squeeze around my cock. Two more spurts pumped more seed inside him and then I leaned against his back, breathing heavily. We stood there like that for a few minutes and then I pulled my cock out. A mixture of cum and piss ran down his legs and then I turned him back around. Once again, his eyes were dazed and I thought I had gone too far. He didn’t move, he just stared back at me. Finally he said “Wow.” When he didn’t say anything more, I asked “You ok?” He stared back at me for a few moments and then said “I… I never thought of piss as being erotic. But damn, that was crazy. When I felt you start to piss inside me I first thought it was cum. I realized though that it couldn’t be and it made my dick so hard to know you were pissing inside me. And then when you fucked your dick in me while still pissing, I lost it and shot my load without touching my cock. I didn’t know I could do that” Louis said with his voice trailing off at the end. “You’ve never been so turned on you shot a load without stroking or fucking?” I asked. “Uh, no” he replied. “Well, now you know you can. Hopefully it won’t be the last time” I said as I turned the shower on. While I sometimes go to bed with dried cum and piss on my body, I didn’t want to push him any more that day. We cleaned up and dried off. I grabbed a couple beers from the fridge and we sat on the couch talking. He told me about the things he liked to do for fun, about his gay cousin, some of his girlfriends and why they broke up. We ended up in bed, but both of us were too tired to do much other than make out and grope. I woke up the next morning to the sound of running water in the bathroom. I laid there and it stopped and then Louis came back to bed. I looked up and Louis had a big grin on his face. He crawled into bed and straddled me, looking down at me. “So, how does that discussion go when you have two… what did you call them… versatile??? guys get together?” he asked. I chuckled “Well… Some times its verbal and other times it’s just by who is the aggressor. You act dominant, you’re the top. You act submissive, you’re the bottom… And sometimes it’s like arm wrestling - whoever overpowers the other is top. It can be fun when you keep flip flopping from top to bottom, too” I said with a smirk. “Hmm, that kind of sounds like fun. I did some wrestling in middle and high school. I wasn’t very good though” Louis said. “Middleweight division champion, my freshman year” I replied grinning back at him. “Fuck. I’m dead meat” he said, laughing. I quickly flipped him over on his side and then on his back, pinning him to the bed with my body. “I remember a few moves, still” I replied as I used my legs to spread his legs wider. I reached back and pushed his legs back as my cock nestled next to his. “So… you’ve now experienced being both top and bottom. Do you like one more?” I asked. “Well.. obviously I have a lot more experience fucking since I’ve done girls since I was a teenager. I’ve only gotten fucked since…uh… yesterday” he said laughing. “Yeah, but do you like it? They are different experiences but there’s nothing that says you can’t enjoy both. I know I do” I said. “Yeah it is very different. Plus I’m not used to having sex without condoms. When I fucked you in the garage I almost shot in the first thirty seconds. My dick isn’t used to the feeling of raw flesh against it when I fuck and you were much tighter than any pussy I’ve fucked, even the two virgins. When I did shoot, it was so fuckin amazing filling you with my cum and not having to worry about you getting pregnant” said Louis. “So you prefer being the top” I asked. “I’m not sure. There were times it hurt when you were fucking me but then I got used to it or my body stretched out enough that the pain suddenly became this huge rush of pleasure. When you came inside me yesterday morning, I was hoping you would go on forever. I know, though, that can’t happen. I could tell that you were cumming and I had the satisfaction that I was able to make you orgasm with my ass. You were right though, it does feel good knowing that you have another guy’s cum inside you. My dick was hard the whole way over to the garage yesterday” Louis said. “Cool” I said as I grabbed his legs and flipped to my side and on my back, swapping positions. “You want it, don’t you?” I asked. he went to reach for the lube and I said “Try eating my ass, first. I kinda like spit for lube.” He set the bottle back down and moved back, trying to figure out how. I grabbed my ankles and leaned back, raising my ass in the air. Louis pushed me the rest of the way back on my shoulders and leaned in. He gave one long lick up to my balls and it felt great feeling his beard brush across my ass cheeks. His technique was very different than mine or most of the guys that had rimmed me. I guessed it was from all those years of eating pussy. He wasn’t very aggressive and while he did get his tongue inside my hole I wouldn’t say I got tongue fucked. What he did, though, worked. My hole was slick with a lot of spit and was silently begging to feel his cock in me again.

Hot fuck, love to clean that hole and cock at compleation

I normally cruse at Sauna's or out doors (wether permitting) recently I have become obsessed with fucking loaded ass , and will often hang around till I see some getting loaded then move in. Fresh spunk is the only lube I like. Its always my first question on line , have you got a load in you yet ?

Love to be rough POZ fucked with a big cock and PA

Well, RawBoyz, it's that time again for me to visit Steamworks Toronto - like, LAST NIGHT! I got to Steamworks Toronto closer to 9 PM. I managed to get a room closer to the long narrow dark room near the back of this bathhouse. A big enough room, with no annoying post (column) in it. The smallest room there are like prison cells - a bed, a tiny walkway and hooks to hang your coat with storage for personal items and clothing underneath the bed. After getting my clothes put away and into my jock and, of course, lubed (I was completely douched too!), off I went to cruise this large space on one floor. The staff do a good job of keeping Steamworks Toronto clean, especially for a bathhouse that operates 24/7. I had the first cock in my mouth about 10 mins. in. He tasted great, but no cum. Oh well, move cum. It was early. 1. I did manage to play a bit with a guy in his late 20s. Really thin waist. Goatee. He's the piggy bottom I've told you about before. He was sucking cocks in the front gloryhole-dark room area. I recognized and knelt down to rim him. Boy, did his ass taste great!! Later on, I bumped into him at the fuck bench in the same area. I got to sample cum out of his freshly fucked ass. HEAVEN for felchers! 2. I did manage to rim other bubble butts too last night. But one was extra special. 3. On the slurp ramp of the gloryhole area I caught sight of the next guy I wanted to play with. A little taller than me (I'm 5'8"), 5 o'clock shadow. Young. Tanned body - could be Mediterreanean, Middle Eastern, Latino. There was a daddy I thought who was fucking him. Apparently, he was only grinding his dick in the young guy's crack. The daddy left, my turn. I asked the young guy if he wanted my daddy cock in him. A moaning yes is all I needed to start fucking him. He was a big tight. So down I went to rim his hole. Back to fucking him. He grabbed my arms closer to him in an embrace. He kept turning his face to meet my tongue. He was LOVING it. He asked me to come to his room and continue 1-1 play. We got to his room. It was a sling over a bigger square bed. He hooped in the sling. I tried to fuck him there, but the sling was really high. Even being on my tippy toes didn't help things. I asked whether we could continue on the bed itself. We kissed. We fucked. We sucked. He shoved a few fingers up my lubed hole while sucking me off -- you know what does to me? The cum (5-day load) was building up very fast. I told him I was about to cum. He didn't take his mouth off my dick but was welcoming every last drop of my cum. I filled his mouth up. He then proceeded to kiss me with my own cum. HOT! OINK! I love cummy kisses!!! Afterwards, he wanted to try fucking me. I got on his tummy and he shoved up cock up my ass. He stated he was all bottom. Well, we did cum in me 3 times, more of a dribble than bullet-spurting. I could see the reaction of happiness on his face. I found out he's 29, originally from Brazil (Portuguese-Spanish mix). And I very attracted to younger men from that background. Sex is hot and just plain FUN for them. LOADS #1,2,3 - in me, LOAD #4 -- in him. 4. I did bump into an ex of mine. We met at Steamworks Toronto several months ago. I fucked him raw. But things between us just didn't work out. I think he's more into me than me into him, plus other reasons. We warmly greet each other by kissing and touching. Later on, he asks me how much longer I'm staying. I said about 30 mins. He found my room (clever guy). I invited him in and asked if he needed some help to cum. He's in his 30s, originally from India. Tanned and tall. It didn't take me long to jack him off and right into my mouth. A little salty, but cum is cum. LOAD #5 - in me. Cha-ching! 5. I did have a few guy feel me up and enter me to fuck me. But no loads to report. I wish I could meet younger guys who are plain ready to cum. I guess it's in the asking beforehand. Some guys cum early, some guys cum last (pun-inteded and I mean, much later - LOL!). OINK to all!

I carry a plug with me at all times for times I get loads during the day so I’ll keep them in me for my bf to munch on when I get back home ?

We plan on fucking on the mountain again this week. Maybe he will have a few loads to coat this cock for next time.

I'm a top man that loves to fuck. I prefer to fuck outdoors, gloryholes or understall. The riskier the situation, the more excited I become. I've been chatting with this lean bottom man. He's a sexy southern man with beard. Loves to meet in parks or gloryholes. We finally found a window of opportunity to meet up. We agreed on a park in our area near Candlestick. Well, when we met we like what we both saw. We had a bit of a hike up the hill, climbed thru some rocks and found the spot. It's a spot on the mountain that has dense brush and great for getting naked and jacking off. I used to go there quite a bit a few years ago. So we decided to drink a beer. We had already had a smoke of 420. Well, i pulled my jeans down to reveal my worn smelly jockstrap. He immediately got on his knees. I layed against a big boulder and let him smell my crotch and suck my cock thru my jock. Well, i was getting hard quickly. He wasted no time in getting my cock in his mouth. At that point, i was rock hard. I kept looking down and encouraging him to suck like a man. I thrusted into his mouth and said ,"This is going to feel good in your hole". I just shook his head and stood up. He turned around and pulled his pants down. His white hairy ass made my cock feel like steel. He faced the boulder and leaned over. I played with his hole as I lubed up my cock with more spit. Then, i slipped in and pushed deep. He moaned. I leaned over him and whispered in his ear, "thats my hole and I'm going to use it until I'm done". I stood back up, pulled out a bit and then shoved back in. I was doing a slow grind to get him adjusted to my girth. I kept looking around to see if we had any visitors. I continued to slow grind, then picked up speed. I told him, you want a load. He groaned, "yes sir". Cool. So I started to jackhammer his hole. Once I hear my balls slapping, I get very excited and unleash some juice. Unbeknownst to him, this was my first load. I shot a wad in him. I slowed down. He thought I was done. I pushed into him and told him, "I'm not done boy". He groaned again. I felt his hole was now appropriately lubed up. You see, he was supposed to be lubed up with another man's sperm before meeting up with me, but he failed. Other bailed. So, I told him, "you gotta make this up to me boy, so I'm going to fill you up alot". So i proceeded with round 2, but this time I didnt tell him I was shooting in his hole.it just got wetter. I worked up another good pounding and then again my balls slapping and next thing you know, sperm is flooding his guts. I slowed down to a grind. Then told him I needed a break. So I pulled out, cock covered in sperm. I grabbed my beer drank the rest. So I proceeded to mount him again with a slow grind. Leaning over and whispering in his ear, "Want more boy, daddy's got another load". He just groaned and begged. So then I jumped into hyperdrive and pounded away. Looking around to see if there were any watchers. Super turn on, to be on a mountain on a sunny warm day, feeling my balls in the breeze. Well, at that point I told him, "Here it cums boy, breeding your hole again". Then I unleashed and pounded in deep. Making sure he's got all of my sperm. We were both satisfied. As we were getting dressed, he said thanks for the 2 loads. I said, "You got 3 loads ". He was surprised but then remembered that second jackhammer I gave him. He said, "I thought it get wetter, but wasn't sure if you applied spit". I told him, usually once I'm in , I don't stop until my hole is well lubed. He was a happy cum hole. I was a happy top. On our walk back , I had another hardon.

We snoozed for a little while and then we both seemed to awaken from some city noise at the same time. I rolled out of bed and said “We should head over and finish your bike.” I reached down and picked up my jockstrap from the floor and put it on, followed by the jeans and tee. I went into the bathroom and fished a new toothbrush out from the cabinet before brushing my teeth with mine. Louis walked in in a pair of jeans and a tee. “What do I do with the cum in my ass? I feel it leaking down my legs” Louis asked. I laughed with my mouth full of toothpaste. I spit and rinsed and told him “Squeeze your ass and hold it in. I like to keep a guy’s loads in as long as I can. It reminds me of the fuck. If you want, some guys shoot it into their hand and lick it up or you can shit it out in the toilet.” “I’ll try to hold it in if you want me to” he replied. I handed him the new toothbrush and left him in the bathroom as I went into the kitchen. I made some coffee and put a couple muffins out on the table. Just as the coffee finished, he walked into the kitchen area. “I know it’s after noon, but I felt like breakfast. Grab a muffin. There’s OJ in the fridge” I said. “No vodka?” Louis joked. We finished breakfast and then headed back to the garage. I rolled the door back down and said “Let’s see if we can get a little farther than changing our clothes this time.” “Damn, I was hoping for a repeat” Louis replied and then chuckled. I looked back at Louis and there was a large wet spot on the seat of his jeans and I laughed to myself. With both of us changed into shorts, I rolled the door up. As I turned, I saw Louis was putting on his tee. “Too warm for that today, just keep it off” I said with a smile. We put everything back together and I started the bike up. It took a few tries but I was able to dial in the carb and it started sounding pretty good. Loud, but good. I swapped my shorts for jeans and then grabbed my jacket before pushing his bike into the alley. I put my helmet on and yelled “Be back in a minute” and fired the beast up. It went into gear with a loud thud and off I went. I ripped down the street, feeling the torque thrust me forward. The brakes were ok, about the same as the last cruiser I rode. It seemed to track straight and was ok in a gentle slalom I did. I pulled back into the alley and cut the engine a few doors down from the garage and pulled in. “Damn, did it die again?” Louis asked. “Nah, I killed it to not annoy the neighbors. Everything seems to be fine” I replied. We cleaned up and wheeled our bikes (the Honda for me this time, since I wouldn’t have a passenger) out into the alley. I locked up and off we went. It was late afternoon on a Saturday so there was traffic everywhere we went. It was good though and I had forgotten how fun it could be to have someone to ride with. We ended up back at my place at almost midnight. We put the bikes to bed and went up the stairs. Louis seemed a bit anxious as I unlocked the door. “Come on, I gotta piss” he said. “Yeah, me too. But... I want to try something…” I said. As soon as we got inside I put my hand on his shoulder, stopping his motion to the bathroom. “Strip” I said as I was pulling off my tee. I don’t think either of us had ever taken our clothes off that quickly. I led him into the bathroom right past the toilet and climbed into the shower. I dropped to my knees and looked up “ok, now” I said. Louis looked confused but his need to piss was taking over all of his thoughts. I wrapped my lips around his cock and almost immediately felt the stream pumping hot pee into my mouth. I pulled off and used his cock to shower my head and then face with his piss. I leaned back and he took hold of his cock and began hosing me down. He aimed for my chest and then down to my cock before going back up and aiming for my open mouth. I let it fill my mouth and then spit it out so it cascaded over my body. I was surprised at how long he pissed, but I enjoyed every second of it. When his bladder was empty, I stood up and stared at him a moment, seeing the shocked look on his face. I leaned in and kissed him, my piss soaked beard against his while we passed his piss back and forth between our mouths. I got greedy and swallowed it down and broke the kiss. “Fuck! That was so hot and nasty” Louis said. I grinned back at him and asked “You like that?” and got a quick reply of “oh yeah”

My buddy is poz.. and his brother even got an biohazard tat.

As someone who loves feeding willing men piss, I think talking about the overall intimacy and trust that goes into a good piss session, trust that allows men to be the pigs they want to be, could be an important touch point.

I was there in the dark room.. stay in the corner..(it was packed.) Think I unload three toxic loads in some anonymous holes. And put my hung cock in at least 15 others Looking forward to do it again soon.

Please. Don’t ever say “San Fran.” Under any circumstances.

PART 14 Something about what Ted had said and just the room and the whole scene had had an effect on me. I liked that he had all the lights on. I wanted to see him clearly. And I wanted him to see me. As I worked his cock with my mouth, I wasn’t shy in making eye contact and making it clear that I loved sucking him. His cock was so hard and every so often a fresh drop of precum would leak out, and that taste would make me even hornier. I took my time and he let me. I ran my tongue up and down the shaft. I licked his cock head. I sucked and licked his big cum filled balls. And I practiced taking a man’s cock deeper and deeper into your mouth. I wanted to be a good cocksucker for my top. My eyes watered and spit dropped off my chin but i worked more and more down my throat for longer and longer. The next day, my throat would be a little sore from ramming his cock down it, but for now all that mattered was his reaction and feeling his hardness in my mouth. Feeling it flex and throb as I sucked and licked it. “Fuck yeah Chris, work that Dick. I can’t wait to fuck you. I can’t wait much longer. You gonna give me that hole? You gonna let me have that little cunt to fuck?”, He said thru clenched teeth. I enthusiastically nodded and it wasn’t a few more seconds before he was pulling my lips off his cock and I wa hearing him say “Show me that hole. Turn around and show it to me.” I spun around and bent over the bed and spread my legs. “Climb up and get on your knees ass up and head down, with your knees near the edge.”, he commanded. It took me maybe 2 seconds to assume the position and hear him tell me “Yeah that’s it. Nice and spread. Your hole looks so hot Chris. So tight. And you live showing it to me don’t you?” “Yeah please. Please fuck me”, I begged. I felt him smearing lube onto my hole as he slowly teased it open. I gasped and bucked back into his touch. “What’s that sexy boy? What do you need?” He asked me, as his fingers worked me open. “Fuck me. Please fuck me. Fuck me til you cum. I need it.” I practically cried. And then I felt it. The blunt head of a rock hard man cock pressuring my hole, pushing it open. I focused on trying to relax my hole as he slid into me. I am sure I cried out a little as he was not being so gentle. He wasn’t ripping into me, but he was determined. It hurt but I didn’t care. I was so overloaded that I just needed his dick inside me. Even as I cried out in pain I was pushing back trying to impale myself on his cock. “Yeah boy open up. Open up that hole for me,” he grunted out. He never paused and I didn’t want him to, he just kept working my hole and sliding that huge Dick deeper and deeper. Despite the pain I was urging him on and pushing back. I wanted it all the way in. I really wanted it. He wasn’t going slow and easy and it wasn’t long before I hear hi tell me “I’m so close Chris. Your hole... I just can’t last. It’s like it’s pulling the cum up from my balls. I need to shoot in you baby. You want thAt?” Frantically i was begging him “yes! Yes! Yes!” A yes for every thrust into me that was knocking my breath out. And then he stopped. “Flip over on your back. I want to see your face when I give it to you.” He said. As he slid into me again, he pulled down close to me and began whispering to me. “Yeah. So close. So close to cumming in your hole. And you want it. That poz cum. You love this raw cock. I’m Gonna keep fucking you til you read poz just like me. As many loads as it takes.” And maybe that’s when he broke me. Who knows how many times I repeated the following words: “Fucking poz cum” and “as many loads as it takes” he just stArted pounding me then and within maybe a minute he practically shouted as he drove hArd into me “Fucking huge load. Pozzing you now. Fucking take it. Take my fucking cum.” I wrapped my legs around to pull him in, my ass milking his shaft to get every drop. He throbbed and flexed as he tried to push every bit out. Finally, I felt his cock slip out of me and he pulled back to catch his breath. He looked down at me and smiled. “Are you gonna come back later when you need more?” I nodded. “Anytime you need my cum, just call. I want my cum inside you every day sexy boy. Every day.”

Yes to 2nd, 3rd and 4th choices! It’s such a turn on for me to get filmed. Most guys don’t include faces but love to see play back of me taking raw cock. One night after taking multiple loads I video’d my wrecked ass spewing cum out. I fantasize about being secretly video’d and randomly finding it on a amateur porn site.

I'll be in Portland this Friday and Saturday looking for loads. I need my ass filled with cum.

PART 8 I caught my breath and leaned up to a sitting position, as he climbed off me. The panic was setting in, but it wasn’t quite as bad. I had known. And I had done it anyways. I think it was guilt more than panic maybe. This guy had HIV! And now twice somehow I had given in and risked my life for his cock. That realization hit me like a freight train. Rising slowly on somewhat shaky legs, I quietly dressed, although even then I couldn’t help but staring at Tom. I had to admit, he was like my perfect idea of a man. Just looking at him flustered me. And factor into the equation his huge cock. His truly magnificent cut cock that got so hard and leaked so much precum. With all that precum, I knew he must shoot a lot of cum. That thought had both frightened me and made me cum many times in the last week. God, he was just so hot. Looking at him, no wonder I felt so powerless to stop doing what we had done now twice. And he liked me. He had even said I had the best hole ever. I wanted to be his best hole, this sexy older guy who was all but old enough to be my Dad. Tom hadn’t spoken and stood there with a bemused smile, as I stared at him. Finally he broke the silence, commenting "I'm flattered you can’t stop staring at me, Chris. I like it a lot. Just as I like you a lot.” My reply "I really like you too," was spontaneous. I was going deeper into my guilt and shame mode and trying to leave, but his naked body kept pulling me back into lust territory. The back and forth was hard to take, to be honest. Feeling guilty for wanting something you like so much. Because I wanted him. I wanted him so bad. “Tomorrow is Saturday. I think my sexy boy should go get a good night's sleep and come back tomorrow morning. Tonight I just had to have you right away, but tomorrow we could take our time. I have things to show you still, Chris. Things that will make you feel so good. Come over at around 11:00 A.M., okay?” I don’t know if he saw it right away or my silence was his tip or the look on my face, but I was so torn. The idea of saying yes seemed crazy. The idea of saying no left me wondering if I even could. He came closer and began to whisper, “I can see my sexy boy is worried. I hate to see you worry about doing what you were meant to do. Just doing what feels right for YOU. When I am inside you and it’s just my skin against yours, it feels so special. And when I cum....” He didn’t finish, he didn’t have to. We both knew what his cum meant, what me taking it represented. The bond of taking him like that, it was powerful. I was so wrapped up in a million swirling thoughts that when my lips moved, it took me a second to catch up. “I’ll... I’ll be here in the morning,” I said quietly. He smiled and walked me out of our playroom as he called it, and down the stairs to the door. Just before I grabbed the knob of the front door, he spun me around and kissed me deeply. “My sexy little boy. My super sexy little bottom boy. I’m going to show you so many things. I want to be your teacher so badly.” Oh my god. I was hard again. The kiss, his words, the passion he felt towards having sex with me. I wanted to be his student. I knew it was wrong, that I should be running. But what we had done already was the best feeling I had ever had, and left me feeling both the sexiest the most hungry for cock I had ever felt. He inspired such a need. And there he was, so good at making me just want him. “I can’t wait to see you tomorrow,” I blurted. His smile grew. “Get some sleep. I want you ready to go tomorrow. I can’t wait to taste that’s boy hole again,” he whispered as I walked out the door. “Thanks,” I said. He looked at me and cocked his head, “For what, sexy?” he asked. “For... for fucking me like that again. It feels so good without a condom. I just never knew it could feel so good.” “Oh Chris, we haven’t even begun. And I love you love it so much. And you are definitely getting more in just a few hours aren’t you?” he said in a low voice. Again, the most enthusiastic nodding of my life. What the hell was i doing, I thought as I walked back to my apartment. I knew I could sneak in without having to talk to my mom, which was good since I had had rock hard boner since my little door talk with Tom. And besides, a million thoughts were swirling in my brain, most of them were of guilt. And some were of the variety 'What the hell are you doing?'. The word HIV floated around and around. I was scared and guilty and confused. And horny. As I stripped off and got in my bed, I had no desire to wash away the sex. My finger went to my hole and rubbed and fingered my cummy, used hole. As I stroked myself, the only thought that mattered was the idea of Tom's cock pulsing and throbbing as it shot rope after rope of sperm into my guts. As my mind envisioned Tom blowing his load in my ass I shot a load all over myself. I drifted off to sleep a cummy, confused mess, but knowing also that I wasn’t chickening out. I was going back in the morning.

PART 7 My lips wasted no time latching onto his cock head, trying to pull more and more of his rod into my mouth. As I worshiped his shaft with my mouth and tongue, he spoke to me, saying “Yeah baby, it’s all yours. Just like that. Give in, sexy. We both know you need my cock.” His advice was driving me crazy, especially as he segued to saying “Feel how hard you have me? We both know why you want me so hard, don’t we? 'Cause your little hole needs my cock, doesn't it?” I found my gaze fixed on his eyes, even as my mouth was stuffed with dick and, if truth be told, my eyes were watering as a consequence of being choked by his cock. However, he wasn't disconcerted, but rather smiled and nodded in approval, stroking the side of my face as I continued to suck his dick like life itself depended on it. And on he whispered, “God that feels so good. My sexy little cocksucker, such an eager boy. So hungry for a man’s cock. But I know what Chris is really hungry for. And I don’t think he can hold much longer. Is my sexy boy ready to get fucked?” I finally released his cock from my mouth, only to gasp, “ Yes , yes.” With that admission he pulled me up, positioned me on my back, my ass aligned with the edge of the bed. Without being asked, I pulled my knees up, exposing my young inexperienced hole. Was I thinking about HIV? Yeah I was. But I was doing it anyway. For Tom, it was worth the risk. At least, my cock drunk mind was able to say that at the moment, as I was writhing and grunting as he was lubing my hole and sliding his finger into me. And now out came his mysterious brown bottle. “Four deep hits in each side, sex. Do it,” he ordered. I complied, remembering what this stuff had done to me when I last used it. And, a few seconds later I found myself pushing my hole out and thrusting my hips backwards, trying desperately to snare Tom's huge cock - so close and yet not close enough. I needed it. “Please!,” I was able to get out in a gasp. “Four more, each side,” he ordered again, even though I was flying still. Still I complied with Tom's order with the result I lost all control and now begged “Please, please put it in me. Please Tom fuck me!” “What about my cum sexy? You want me to fuck you 'til I cum in you?" Tom whispered in the sexiest voice I had ever heard. And I was flying. And I did. I adamantly wanted, no, needed his cum. And I wanted to make him happy. “Fucking cum in me, fill me up,” I moaned. With that Tom slowly slid into me, the poppers helping me in taking his huge cock, my ring popping open as I accommodated Tom’s raw cock. “This is the best hole, baby. Fuck, your hole is gripping my cock and pulling me into you. Feels so good,” he moaned. As he worked in and out, I could feel him working deeper to open-up my hole up. He leaned down to kiss me and I eagerly returned the kiss, my arms wrapped around him, pulling him even closer. “Feels so good, feels so good. Big fucking cock, so good,” I was babbling, completely lost now in the fuck. “Getting close. Gonna cum. You know I ain’t wearing a rubber. Ready for this load? Want that cum up in you?” he whispered. At that moment, nothing else mattered by his cock and my hole. It felt so good. Tom was fucking me deep and hard. “Cum in me, cum in me, cum in me,” was all I could say over and over. Tom’s strokes became erratic and then he almost shouted, “Take that fucking load boy. Feel that cum fill you up.” I held him in my embrace ever tighter, my mind solely focused on the thought my hole had pleasured Tom so much he was made to cum. This time, it took a few more seconds for the guilt to rush back. And he was still in me. And it felt so good. But it was so wrong. But why wasn’t I pushing him off? And then I realized I had cum. Again, it had happened. My focus was so on the pleasure of my hole, my cock hadn’t mattered. As the seconds passed and his cock softened and flopped out of my hole, I was back and forth, loving the moment and feeling so bad for loving it. Tom had HIV and now he had fucked me twice. This guy was so hot that I no longer cared if I contracted HIV. What was I gonna do?

There is no such thing, really, as an Alpha, at least not for me. And, really, the guys who first fucked me bare and first bred me would not dream of demanding this. It would be a sort of play I am uninterested in.

If i bottom, i would want someone noticeably bigger than me, probably with a "football player" body, or bear and daddy types too are also hot

I'm curious too. As noted initially, I'm more intrigued by the idea of hypnosis than I am convinced of its uses. I go back and forth between seeing it as a valid science and agreeing with not_sure_bb (i.e. "it's all bs" lol). The edgy stuff on sites like "warpmymind" are a turn on, mostly because of the idea of it. I don't but much weight on it, but still think it would be a turn on if a guy tried using something like that with me... kind of pushes the sub button in me.

rawpisspig, I have had the triple whammy all three gonorrhea, syphilis and Chlamydia both in my dick and inside my ass. Either one big or three big shots spaced out over weeks all given in the ass will cure it. Syphilis loves to ride on HIV - so the best advice is go and get stuck with a needle (blood draw) and get tested.