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Back in my late 20s, I’d been barebacking for over a decade, started young like many Including with my now ex through most of my 20s. We’d go clubbing, I’d split my time between the dance floor and the darkroom, giving n taking loads. Working night shift as security was great, no-one wonders why you are bleary eyes or even groggy at 9pm Monday evening. Around when I was 24 we moved and ended up living near a hot Spanish guy I worked with. We worked for different companies but in the same building and sometimes had to work on stuff together. Then I spotted him online. Hot and gay! He was around 6ft2, hairy as hell, Spanish lisp, great beard and salt and pepper hair despite barely pushing 30. He always wore baggy clothes which was a shame as he had an amazing ass, tiny love handles. Just my type. One day he came over for a threesome, after my bf wore him down and enticed him with my dick pics. We soon relaxed and got into it and after eating his hairy ass I rode his fat dick like my life depended on it as my ex licked and teased his nipples. Though eventually he said he wouldn’t cum in me... back then I was neg and much shier about being a bug chasing cum slut. He was neg though we somehow managed to ‘forget’ the condoms. My bf paid lip service to safe sex but he loved breeding almost as much as me, just wasn’t open with others or himself. A thoroughly unsatisfying fuck. Though with 4/5 fucks a weekend, and eventually getting some hot poz fisting buddies that would soon be fixed for me. It started out as “I’ll be poz probably?” To “I should get it over with” to the complete adoration, fetishisation of the virus, poz cum and poz men, nothing got me hotter than a biohazard tatt. I was on a mission About 9-10 months later, after my diagnosis as a proudly poz pig, we were both on a night shift and bumped into each other in the basement where his offices were. We moaned about how dead night shifts were, nothing to do. When he started getting flirty. Maybe it was my snug security guard uniform that really cupped my balls, maybe the big black boots. Maybe the fact he had not long broken up with his boyfriend who had put a stop to us playing apart from that one annoyingly load free time. We went into his office, a small dark windowless room. We started to kiss, I could smell his aftershave mixed with the funk you get after being at work from 9pm to 6am. He locked the door, then dropped to his knees. Rubbing his face in my crotch. I sat back on an office chair and let him unbuckle my belt, before he breathed in deep the smell from my underwear, rubbing my ever harder dick with his nose. I grabbed his thick hair and pulled back his head till his big brown eyes locked with mine. Now I don’t wanna brag (lie) but my dick is nice n thick, even longer then when I was clubbing every weekend and was skinnier than my beefy dad bod I now have. I hooked down the waistband of my Aussibum underwear till my cock sprang out. I slapped it over his face, I noticed it made him arch his back. He was clearly in greedy sub mode. I let him worship my dick for a bit, occasionally forcing him down, my hands on the back of his head. I love feeling that extra thick throat juice you get when a man chokes on your dick. Love to feel it flow down the shaft of my dick onto my balls. Eventually I push him back, stand up and get him in front on me, kissing him deeply, my hands massaging his ass through his tight suit trousers, relationship fat, I like ‘em chunky and love a snog suit on a big ass. He moans n asks if I have condoms / lube. I lie, I have lube in my wallet, as I have other plans. “No” I say “but I need to fuck you baby”. This makes him moan as I kiss his neck, and drop his trousers. I yank back his hair and flick my tongue over his nipples, His weak spot I remember, and begin to gently rub my finger around his hole, nestled among his super round pert hairy ass. I flip him round, use my work boots to spread his legs and bend him over his desk. I move my hands down his back before dropping to my knees and burying my tongue in his warm tight ass. He is moaning so loud I think someone may hear even though there are only a handful of people in the place. Eventually I stand up and tap my dick against his hole, my thumbs keeping his dark hairy cheeks out of my way. I ask him if he wants it. Now he may think I just mean my dick, but I’m thinking about the thick poz unmedicated load brewing in my balls. “Yes” he gasps... “but don’t cum in me”... “Sure” I say, though it’s totally unconvincing, he is too horny to notice the smirk on my face. I tell him to choke on my dick to lube me up as I slip a finger in to his ass. He’s a pro and his hole relaxes till I’m knuckle deep. “Slut” I say and his knees almost buckle. Though the spit soon dries. All I have to do is keep pounding and it’ll dry up nicely, just what I want. I grab his kneck, hold his head down on my dick, his chin against my balls till I feel his stomach heave. Then I spin him round ready to plow him. I place my hands on his shoulders as I line my dick up with that hot hairy hole. I tell him to spread his cheeks. I slip my head in. He moans and it vibrates through his body. I start slow but soon end up halfway and he’s moaning up a storm. I then thrust balls deep to his surprise. I have to hold those shoulders tight to stop him moving off. “Shhh” I say “take it all like a good boy”. I get a rhythm going, he starts jerking off. I feel his hole relax but as I get deeper I feel the resistance as my dick forces it’s way along his guts, the friction making his insides hot as the spit dries. I work the angles till I start hitting that spot. He actually screams out. “FUUUUCK” I don’t let up.. “You want it” I pant “Fuck yes” “Want me deep inside you” I grin “Mmmmhhhhmmm” “Gonna take it” I can almost see biohazard signs in front of my eyes “Yessssssuuhhhhhh” He starts to twitch, I hear his load splattering over the paperwork on his desk, his ass tightens and my balls rise up and empty out. I make sure my knees are behind his, his hips against the desk my hands on his shoulders. He has nowhere to go. I grunt n growl and I feel my dick twitch. He says “oh fuck I feel it”. I hold us both still till my knees give out. My face falls to the back of his neck. I slowly move back n forward. Never pulling out. I give a deep thrust pounding past his second spinchter. “Bad boy” he says clearly blissed out but not wriggling off my toxic dick. “I had to! You begged for it” He then realised his shirt is between the cum soaking into the paperwork on his desk. His hole cinches shut in panic, keeping my toxic cum inside him as my cock slips out. “Fuuuuck” he says realising the state of himself. Sadly I doubt he would want to clean my dick in his panic. As he realises his shirt is soaked through with cum and the paperwork ruined. I tell him to blame it on spilt coffee and get dressed. “We should do this again” he looks sheepish. As I unlock the door. I feel electric, is this my first neg hole I have bred? So reader, you wanna know if it took? Well we fucked on and off for a few months. We did the charade of, “condom” - oh no I forgot! A few times, and the odd don’t cum in me. Then he got some clean cut, and certainly neg bf - online he was a safe sex crusader. They split up after a few months, and I move jobs. A few weeks later I bump into him at the sexual health clinic. Not the floor for general check ups, the one where the poz pigs go to get their bloods and meds. He blames his dull boyfriend, I say “He didn’t seem the type, I guess you never know”. I knew it had to be me. Then I just smiled, and say, “We should fuck some more” and left.... he obviously didn’t click I was on the same floor as him. He must have at some point as he then blocked me everywhere. How rude after giving him that gift! Nowadays he is being a cumdump on BBRTS and says hi to me! Hopefully I can recharge him sometime. this is my first proper story, would love your feedback, as well as your holes on my dick.

Part 97 - Pomp and Strange Circumstances “Aaron, I need to talk to you. Stop in my office as soon as you finish up with your customers” the car rental manager said. Aaron took a deep breath and wondered what he had done wrong. He worked his way through the short line and keyed the radio saying “Harry, code 14. Gimme ten” before locking the keyboard and going back to the manager’s office. “Have a seat, Aaron” the manager said. Aaron really started to get nervous since the manager was being overly formal. “Yes, sir. Is there something wrong?” he asked. “No, nothing is wrong at all. I want to tell you a couple things. One is that I know how hard you work around here. You’re always friendly with the customers and I want you to know that it’s really appreciated” the manager said. “Thanks, boss” Aaron replied, feeling a million times better. “Second is that I’m thinking of making you the assistant manager. You’d be managing the night time staff and I would be going home earlier. These twelve hour days are killing me and my marriage. That means you would be moving to full-time. Is that something you would be interested in?” the manager asked. Aaron’s eyes got big and his heart started to thump in his chest. He wanted to scream out “FUCK YES!” but didn’t want to screw anything up so he just said “Yeah, I would… Very much. Thank you.” The manager continued “Good. There’s one thing I would like you to do before we make it official. We have a new guy coming in tomorrow that I would like you to train. He’s my neighbor’s kid and I told him I would do him a favor by giving his kid a chance. He hasn’t been able to keep a job in the two years since he graduated high school, so he might be a handful. Give me progress reports every day for the first two weeks and we’ll either cut him loose or keep him based on what you think.” Aaron nodded and said “I’ll do my best. Is there anything else?” The manager chuckled “That’s it. We’ll talk more in a couple weeks about the promotion.” Aaron was excited and nervous at the same time. “How bad could the guy be?” he thought. The guy showed up the next day and Aaron was confused. The guy looked a little unassuming and he wondered why he kept leaving jobs. He stood about the same height as Aaron, with his blond hair buzzed short. “Twink” kind of came to mind, but it didn’t really fit. Visually, he was bland - not ugly but not hot, either. Aaron introduced himself and he went to work walking the new guy, Zane, through the tasks he would have to do. After the first day, Aaron left a message for his manager saying that things went better than he had expected and that Zane was picking things up pretty quickly. It wasn’t until the third day that he noticed something odd. He found Zane staring at him several times. Then, he seemed to keep dropping things and would suggestively bend over, looking back to make sure that Aaron was seeing him. Aaron finally let him start checking customers in, but was right next to him to help him if needed. One tall, dark haired male customer who was extremely handsome came up and Zane was visibly nervous. He barely made it through checking the customer in and when the customer was just out of hearing range Zane turned to Aaron and said “Oh my god! That guy was fuckin’ gorgeous. I almost came in my pants!” Aaron was stunned. He now guessed why Zane never lasted at jobs. Most places probably wanted him gone before the reports of sexual harassment started coming in. He had suspected that Zane was gay, but had never brought up the topic. Zane wasn’t his type and Aaron had his boyfriend Nick. He figured he should let Zane know that he needed to keep those comments to himself and that some of the other employees might be offended. The response he got surprised him, though. “Yeah, I get that a lot” Zane said. “I just can’t seem to keep quiet when I see a hot hunk. I’d just bend over and drop my pants if I got a guy like him in a room alone.” “Too much info, dude” Aaron said, shaking his head. “It’s ok to be gay or to find other people attractive, but you need to keep that stuff to yourself. When you’re off the clock and somewhere else, say that shit to your friends. Not at work.” “Uh… sorry. I thought you were into guys and you’d appreciate my comments. You didn’t mind me flirting with you so I thought you’d be ok with it” Zane explained. “Yeah, I’ve been meaning to say something about that too. Don’t flirt with the customers or your co-workers when you’re here. Maybe if you get to know them better, you can flirt with them, but not when you’re working and if someone says ‘no’, then back off. And yes, I’m gay, but you have to respect that other people aren’t and that not everyone wants to hear your lewd comments” Aaron said. “You never find a back room and have some fun with your co-workers when it’s quiet?” Zane asked. Aaron wasn’t really sure how much of his escapades with customers and co-workers he wanted to divulge. “I won’t say it’s never happened, but it’s really rare that it happens and you won’t get caught. But… if you hear me say anything about a special customer, keep your eyes open” Aaron said. The next week went by with only a couple more incidents and Zane quickly stopped as soon as Aaron started to say anything. Zane had opened up a bit when they had taken breaks and Aaron could relate to his sexual frustration since he was in the same situation less than a year ago until it changed that one night at work. Now he had confidence and could find as much sex as he wanted. Aaron got to work Friday afternoon and started his new routine of checking all of the reservations for that day and matching them with the inventory. One name popped out and he tried to remember why. Soon, he pulled out his phone and found the contact. A big smile came over his face and his cock stirred. The night was a slow one and he kept an eye on Zane making sure he didn’t get into any trouble. It was nice not having the manager always around looking over his shoulder, yet it seemed that he was policing himself just as hard. It was getting near closing time and he was still waiting on one rental to show up. “On my way back to base, two guests, one rez” the radio finally screeched. “10-4 Harry. That’s the last rez. See you soon” Aaron replied. “Zane, I’m going to take this one, he’s a special one, ok?” Aaron said. “I’m sure I can handle it” Zane replied. Aaron shook his head and thought “He barely listens to what I say.” “It’s a SPECIAL CUSTOMER, Zane” Aaron repeated. The bus finally made it to the car rental building and two guys got off the bus. Harry drove the bus into the back area to park it for the night. Aaron smiled as the guys came into the building, both dropping their luggage by the chairs near the door and one walking up to the counter with a shit eating grin on his face. “Good evening sir. Welcome to A1 Car Rental. My name is Aaron. How can I help you tonight?” Aaron said in his well rehearsed manner. “Don’t give me any of that ‘sir’ bullshit Aaron. And I know of a hundred ways you could help me tonight, you know that” Mark said before he started laughing and walked over to the opening in the counter. The two hugged like long lost friends. Zane stood there surprised at the banter between Aaron and the customer and was even more surprised when the hug turned into a grope. When the hug ended Mark said “Are you going to introduce me to your co-worker?” Aaron chuckled and said “Mark, this is Zane. Zane, Mark. Mark is one of our special customers that we try our best to keep happy. Zane is new and still a trainee.” Zane blushed and then scowled at Aaron for telling the customer that he was ‘just a trainee’. Mark countered with “That’s my boyfriend Eric back there with his nose buried in his phone. He’s probably checking out the apps for a hookup.” Mark turned back to Aaron and Zane and looked over Zane closely. “I can think of bunch of things you could be training him for and none of them have anything to do with rental cars” Mark said with an evil grin. He walked back to the counter and handed over his credit card and drivers license for them to get the paperwork ready. Zane typed in the info and Aaron was glancing at the video monitor watching Harry get into his car and head to the front gate while they chatted. “Still got the same boyfriend, Aaron?” Mark asked. “Yep. I told him I might be late tonight since someone got the last flight in. Is that the only time you fly?” Aaron asked as Zane printed off the forms and put them on the counter for Mark to sign. “The time zones really fuck with flying east. Besides, this way I get personalized service since I’m the only one here” Mark replied. Mark finished signing and initialing and looked up to see Aaron nod his head towards the back of the building. Mark’s cock throbbed and he had a feeling he knew what Aaron was thinking. “Uh, bathroom is down the hall to the right?” Mark asked. “Yeah, it hasn’t moved since last time” Aaron replied. Mark headed to the restroom and Aaron nudged Zane. Zane looked back at Aaron with a perplexed look on his face. Aaron leaned in and whispered slowly “Special customer… he might need help.” Zane looked even more confused, but he headed down the hallway. Eric looked up and saw Mark gone and Zane go into the restroom. He shook his head and laughed to himself, guessing that Mark was gonna have a quick fuck or blowjob. Eric, however, didn’t expect Aaron to walk up to him and say “They might be busy for a few. Follow me.” Mark walked up to the urinal and pulled his cock out, stroking it. He heard the door open and waited a moment and then said “Just like last time, huh?” before he turned and saw Zane standing just inside the door. Mark was a little shocked that it wasn’t Aaron but decided to roll with it. “Aaron said you might need help…” Zane said, watching Mark turn with his cock in his hand. Zane’s jaw dropped and he then said “oooohhh.” Mark motioned Zane over and he was standing in front of Mark in an instant. He looked down at the growing shaft and licked his lips. “Take your clothes off, Zane” Mark said quietly but firmly. Zane did as he was told and left a pile of clothes by the sink. He moved back over in front of Mark and kneeled down, looking at Mark’s pierced cock. “Oh fuck” Zane muttered before he stuck his tongue out and licked over the piercing and then the tip. Eric followed Aaron into the women’s restroom and once inside, Aaron turned and said “Last time, Mark fucked and pozzed me in that bathroom. He’s probably got Zane on his knees, right now. You want to fuck or get fucked?” He pushed his shoes off and pants down and kicked them off to the side. Eric chuckled and said “That’s Mark. He always loves to get his dick in a new hole and now he leaves them something to remember him by.” Eric dropped his pants and looked over at Aaron who was removing his shirt and soon was standing there naked, his cock getting harder by the second. Eric walked over to the sink and braced his hands on it before pushing his ass out. “I hope you’re still toxic” was all he said. Aaron spit on his fingers and rubbed it over Eric’s hole and then pushed some of the spit inside with a finger. “Oh yeah, just like Mark, I’ve embraced being a toxic fuck” Aaron said. His cock was hard and he looked at Eric’s face in the mirror thinking how hot Eric was. He then looked down at Eric’s ass pushed back, begging to get fucked. “I bet Mark loves fucking you. You got a great ass and I’m not even inside yet” Aaron said as he pushed his cock to Eric’s hole. “He does, but I like fucking him just as much. Now, show me what you got” Eric replied. Aaron pushed his cock inside Eric’s hole and was surprised that it didn’t seem to have a load already inside from Mark. “Not prelubed?” asked Aaron. Eric chuckled and said “Sorry, there were no quickies in the bus on our way here.” “Then I’ll do the honors for you” Aaron said as he started to work his cock in deeper. He moaned and enjoyed the feeling of Eric’s ass gripping his cock. He realized that Eric was no stranger to a quick bathroom fuck and he was already milking his cock. Aaron began pounding into Eric’s hole and had built up a good sweat from the fuck. He pulled Eric back so his chest was on Eric’s back. “He knock you up or did you do him?” Aaron whispered into Eric’s ear as the thrusts got harder. “I was sick when he fucked you, so we both have the same poz breeder” Eric said as he began to fuck his ass back onto Aaron’s cock. He liked how Aaron was fucking him and making him feel every part of his cock. He clamped down on Aaron’s cock, hoping to get a big load of charged seed in his hole. They heard a few yelps and screams through the wall and both knew what Mark was doing. “Yeah, we fuckin do. Mark’s our bug daddy. Maybe he'll be Zane’s too. Get ready to take my load, Eric. I was hoping to breed Mark, but this is just as good” Aaron said as he slammed in fast a few more times and then emptied his balls into Eric’s hungry hole. Both guys moaned as the cum filled Eric’s cunt. Mark was getting impatient with Zane. All he had done was lick up and down the shaft slowly, never once taking the cock into his mouth. “Suck it!” Mark barked out. As soon as Zane wrapped his lips around Mark’s cock, Mark pulled Zane’s head down on his cock. He felt the PA hit a couple teeth as he shoved in and then barked “Watch your teeth or they’ll get broken.” He started fucking Zane’s face and he quickly realized that Zane wasn’t a very experienced cocksucker. He remembered being with Aaron in this room and Aaron was so much better. Mark could tell his cock was getting coated in spit and throat slime and Zane hadn’t puked yet, so at least that part was good. He pulled out and held Zane’s head in his hands, tilting it back so they were looking at each other. “You need practice sucking dick. Ask Aaron for some pointers. Now show me that ass of yours” Mark said. Zane was still gasping for air, having never been face fucked before. He staggered to his feet and Mark pushed him over to the urinal. “Grab on, Zane” Mark said sternly. Zane looked and wasn’t sure what to grab on to - the porcelain or the plumbing. He grabbed the pipe and bent over taking in the smell of stale piss that rose from the urinal. It made him feel like a dirty slut, but it was only an illusion. He had only had sex on a bed and even then it was only about two dozen times. He felt Mark spread his ass cheeks and then spit a couple times on his hole. A finger then rubbed around the puckered opening and then pushed in. Zane tried to relax but he had never had anyone treat him this roughly or tried to fuck him this quickly. Mark pushed his finger in all the way and then twisted it. He did it a few more times before he pushed two fingers in. Zane wasn’t sure that he could take Mark’s cock and then he remembered the ring. “You’re going to take the ring out, right?” Zane asked. “Hell no, you’ll love how it feels” Mark retorted as he sunk three spit covered fingers into Zane. Twisting and flexing his fingers, Mark knew time was short and he needed to fuck Zane’s tight ass. He pulled the fingers out and quickly shoved his cock in half way. Zane yelled out, feeling the pain rip through his whole body. “Fuck you’re tight. You gotta get fucked more, Zane. Now relax or this is going to really hurt” Mark said as he pulled out. Spitting on the hole and then on the tip of his cock, he pushed back in again. Zane howled as Mark’s cock forced it’s way inside. Zane felt two hands grab on to his shoulders and Mark started to rock his hips, plowing his way in deeper. Zane felt light headed as the pain in his body took over but it faded a bit and he could concentrate on Mark fucking him. This was a rougher fuck than any he had ever had and it seemed all Mark wanted to do was to ram every part of his body into Zane’s ass. Mark finally got all of his cock inside Zane and he sped up the pace. Zane was whimpering and tears were streaming down his face, but then at some point the pain seemed to disappear. The whimpers became moans as the pleasure of a cock driving in and out of his ass took over. “Fuck! You’re using a condom, right?” Zane blurted out. “I only fuck raw” Mark replied in between grunts and thrusts. Zane tried to wiggle away, but he was trapped in the confines of the urinal and metal dividers. His ass started to feel slicker and he wasn’t sure why. Mark’s cock was leaking virus laced precum inside Zane’s ass and the fuck became much less a struggle with more lube. Mark drilled for a few more minutes and then felt his balls start to tighten up. The last few thrusts were hard and long and then Mark unleashed a toxic flood inside Zane’s unprotected hole. “Oh shit… No… Please!!!” Zane yelled out as he felt a warmth fill him up from the inside. Mark held Zane’s hips tight as his cock throbbed and pumped a huge load of cum into Zane’s fuckhole. Mark slowly pulled out and grabbed some paper towels to clean his cock. He put his clothes back on and turned to Zane who was still clutching the urinal and said “Thanks. That brings back some good memories.” Mark walked out of the restroom just as Eric and Aaron were walking out of the women’s restroom. “How was he?” Aaron asked. “Not nearly as good as you, Aaron. He’s needs a lot more training, but I’m sure you’ll get him up to speed” Mark replied.

Josef ran his finger around the leather, checking the clearance between the chaps and Louis’ full pouch. I watched as Josef moved his hand, rubbing over the jockstrap’s cloth pouch and squeezing a few times. “They need a little tailoring to fit his body, but it would be easy to alter” Josef said. He stood up and brushed his hand over Louis’ hairy chest and then picked up the first harness. It was a traditional harness in thick black leather. He unbuckled one corner and placed it over Louis’ head. Buckling it back up, Josef tugged on various part of the harness to check the fit. He made a few changes and then hooked his finger in the bottom front ring and tugged, pulling Louis over to a mirror. Louis checked himself out. “This looks nice, but I think the other one is more your style” Josef said, tugging Louis back to the original spot. He unbuckled the harness and pulled it off, setting it aside. He took the other harness and pulled it over Louis’ head. This was a yellow leather bulldog harness. Josef spent some time adjusting it and did the same thing, hooking his finger in the ring and pulling Louis over to the mirror. Josef turned him around and then positioned him facing the mirror. Josef was behind him and I could see him grinding his hips on Louis’ ass. His hands were roaming all over Louis’ body and I saw Louis’ head lean back. I cleared my throat and both jolted upright and came back to me. “This harness is much more fitting to you. The color is up to you. If you are into watersports it would be appropriate but for a first one I would recommend the traditional black. It’s much more versatile and doesn’t tie you into a particular scene” Josef said. Just then the door opened and the bells jingled. I looked over and it was Derek and his partner AJ. They came back towards us and Derek was the first to speak. “Afternoon, men. I hope this is the new model for the web site, Josef” Derek said. “No, just a friend of Ryan’s trying a few things on” Josef replied. “You found yourself one hot boy, there, Ryan” Derek said to me. “Just happened to be at the right place at the right time. I’ve been expanding his horizons” I replied. Louis looked at me, unsure what to do or say. “Derek, this is my friend Louis. Louis, this is Derek and his partner AJ. If you ever want a real education in BDSM, you should talk to them” I said. “Boy, you are flattering me. We are always learning what stimulates us. But, yes, if Louis would be interested, I would love to spend a few hours or days with him in our dungeon” Derek replied. AJ had a huge grin on his face and Louis had a look of terror in his eyes. I had spent several evenings in Derek’s dungeon. While I didn’t consider myself a sub at all, every moment I spent there was educational, erotic and fun. Derek and AJ were excellent teachers who taught me discipline and how to really please a partner. But, we also learned that my limit to being subservient to another person was calculated in minutes and hours, not days and years. Derek walked up behind Louis and gently caressed his bare ass and then moved around to the front of his body. The back of his hand rubbed over his cheeks, through his beard and then down over his chest. “Fuck, Ryan. You have yourself quite the specimen of masculinity. I can almost smell the testosterone seeping from his body. I’m sure he would win first place if he entered. I’m not fond of the big beard, but I know you and most of the younger men are. The tattoo is a bit too fresh, and he would look better with even more ink… maybe the other sleeve or a back piece. A touch more muscle in his arms would be good… The bulge shows he is packing something nice and that ass I could spend hours eating” Derek said. I could see that Louis was uncomfortable being inspected like a side of beef but also a little turned on. I walked up behind him and whispered in his ear “You look really hot like this and you’re one step away from getting bent over the counter and fucked by all four of us. You want that?” “Mmmhmm” Louis replied quietly. I turned Louis and walked him the few steps to the counter. “You heard him, boy. Sir Derek wants to eat your ass. Bend over and show it to him” I said. Louis grabbed the counter and bent over, pushing his ass out. He turned his head to me and said “Yes, Sir.” Derek moved quickly behind Louis, defying his late 50’s age. His hands massaged Louis’ muscled ass before spreading the halves apart and pressing his face in. Josef hurried to the front of the store and locked the door, changing the sign to “Closed.” When he came back he moved a clothes rack to obscure our soon to be naked bodies from the street. Derek was licking and munching on Louis’ ass like a child with a new lollipop. AJ was rubbing his crotch and so was Josef. I wanted to make sure that Louis got what he wanted, so I unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. I pulled my cock from my jockstrap and stroked it. AJ saw me and grinned back while he pulled his shoes and jeans off. I looked over at Josef and he had his shirt off and was untying the laces on his boots. AJ started jacking his cock and both of us moved closer to the action. I could hear Derek moaning as he tongue fucked Louis’ hole. I moved closer and slapped my bare cock on Louis’ ass cheek. That caught Derek’s attention and when AJ did the same thing on the other side, he realized that he needed to get his cock out or he would be left out. He gave one more poke with his tongue and then stood up, letting me move behind Louis. My cock was leaking, my body excited about fucking Louis in the store. I let the precum pool in his hole and then pushed in. The spit that Derek had forced in helped my cock slide in all the way with ease. As I began to pump into his ass Louis moaned out loudly. I looked left and right and Josef, Derek and AJ were all standing there naked, stroking their cocks. Josef wasn’t completely naked, he had put his boots back on - 14 eye Docs that added an extra edge to him. I plowed harder and harder, knowing that the three other guys were anxious to get their turn. “Please breed me” Louis cried out while I pounded his ass. These were the kinds of orders my body understands and I planted my cock in as far as I could and coated Louis’ fuck chute with ropes of white cum. When the last throbs from my cock ended I slowly pulled out. I stepped away and realized that all three guys were waiting for my indication as to who could fuck Louis next. I nodded at Josef and he eagerly moved in behind Louis. He coated his 00 gauge PA with the cum dripping out of Louis’ hole and then thrust into him. Louis let out a grunt as he felt Josef’s thick cock stretched him open. As I said, Josef was never quiet and polite when he was naked. He fucked like an animal and Louis was his latest prey. His long strokes frequently caused his cock to pull all the way out and then he drove back in. Louis started to grunt with every inward stroke. I could tell from the movements of his body he was working his ass muscles around Josef’s cock. Josef slowed down but the intensity of his thrusts increased. After ten minutes he shoved in, screamed out something in German and flooded Louis’ gut with his seed. I looked over and nodded at Derek and AJ, letting them decide who was next and who was last. AJ took Josef’s place and slid into Louis’ sloppy hole. I could see cum dripping down off of Louis’ balls and down the leg of the formerly spotless chaps while they changed places. I knew from past experience that AJ wasn’t the best fucker. He was great at discipline, bondage, flogging, piss and fisting, but not giving a bottom a great amount of pleasure with his dick. The fact that his cock was on the small side of average and not very thick didn’t help. Thankfully, he fucked fast and nutted quickly and today was no different. He drilled Louis’ hole hard and fast and then came in under three minutes. Derek went back to eating Louis’ ass as soon as AJ was done. He had his tongue buried as deep as he could get it and both of them seemed to be enjoying it based on the moans we heard. Derek spent more time slurping Louis’ hole than AJ spent fucking it. He wasnt going to miss a chance at fucking it too and stood up, rubbing the tip of his cock over Louis’ spit and cum covered rosebud before he slid the head in and paused a moment. Derek pushed in forcefully until his balls were resting on Louis’. He grabbed the bottom ring on the harness Louis was wearing and used it for leverage to plow deeply into Louis’ cunt. Derek picked up the pace occasionally pulling Louis upright towards him before shoving him back down on the counter. Louis was growling with each thrust and I could see him flex his ass cheeks. Derek’s face told me that he was getting close so I yelled out some words of encouragement “Yeah, Derek. Do it... Breed him.” That seemed to do it and Derek shoved his cock in and groaned, yelling out “Oh yeah, boy. Take daddy’s seed.” I waited a few moments for Derek to recover from his orgasm and back away. As soon as he was clear, I was on my knees licking up the cum dripping from Louis’ hole. My dick was hard again as I ate his ass. My beard was getting coated with a mixture of all four of our loads. A few minutes later I stood up and slammed my cock back into Louis’ hole. “Oh please, Ryan, fuck me” Louis cried out. My senses were overloaded and I knew I wouldn’t last long. I grabbed on to the harness with both hands and pounded him as hard as I could. I felt some wet fingers push into my hole, twisting around while I fucked. Suddenly the fingers were gone and replaced with a thick, pierced cock. Josef gave me four hard thrusts and then started shooting his hot cum deep in my ass. I forgot how good it could feel to be the middle in a three way. I shoved back onto Josef’s shaft and then rammed into Louis, letting my balls blow their contents into Louis’ guts. The three of us stayed there for a minute or two until our cocks fell out of their holes. Josef moved to the side and I pulled Louis up by the harness until he was standing upright and against my chest. Louis looked a little dazed but had a smile on his face. In fact, everyone seemed to be smiling. Louis broke the silence by asking Josef “Can I get a discount on these chaps, they have a stain on them.”

Part 3; Two weeks had gone by, and tonight was the night of the big party in our city, and I had kept my end of the bargain by not cumming, and that had completely refocused my sexual energy solely on my hole. I thoroughly douched and put on my outfit of; rubber jockstrap, rubber harness, with a thick chain and padlock tight around my neck, letting party goers know I was owned. My boyfriend attached a leash to the chain. He then wrote down my spine in washable marker pen the word 'V I R G I N'. I threw on some old baggy clothes, and we hopped in the car, with my beautiful Man driving us to the venue. Since we met we have never been short of anything to say to one another, however, the entire half hour drive we were silent, and there was a very strange feeling in the car. We parked up and submitted our queue jump tickets so not a minute of the night ahead wasted. I put my over clothes in a locker. My Man was in his full Leather Gear. He took me by my leash and paraded me around the entire building, showing off his neg virgin that he was now fully intending to corrupt. We went to one of the bars where he got a lemonade and a large vodka and coke for his boy. He led me to the dance-floor where he stood there slowly sipping his drink, whilst I got to my love of dancing, wiggling my cute little round ass in my new rubber jockstrap. Every time I turned around facing a particular direction, this broad hunk was stood several metres away from us, with something black draped over his arm, and wearing a Leather outfit consisting of a Muir, harness, Jockstrap, and army boots. When I say hunk, he was obviously seriously into bodybuilding, just my type. But, he wasn't the typical smooth, he was very hairy. He was the kind of guy I fantasized about taking my virginity, and knocking me up in the process. I turned away from him again and gyrated my ass in his direction. Instead of turning back to face him, I just kept on dancing and gyrating. Naughty I know with my new love stood right by me, but, I was so drawn to him, and, I could not stop myself. I then heard someone strike up a conversation with my new boyfriend. - Very cute boy you have there mate. - Thank you. Like your Scorpion tattoos by the way. - Cheers. So, is he really a virgin, as is advertised. - Indeed he is. - Neg then, naturally. I'd love to sting him. - We recently got together and he badly wants to be stung. He has craved it for a few years now, so, I shall be stinging him tonight in front of an audience. You should watch. I turned around to see who the other guy was, and I couldn't believe it, it was the hunk. I immediately looked down to the dance-floor, unable to make proper contact. To which he lifted my chin, and made me look at him. He stared deep into my eyes. His look unnerved me, yet, I was intoxicated at the same time. - Yeah, I think I should be in very close proximity the moment he gets stung. - I hope to start action around 2am at the sling area next to the piss pool area. My Master then tugged on my leash ... - Come on boy, your Master needs a piss. - Yes Master. - Hey, I do think it is a big shame you are taking such a brilliant dancer away from his natural habitat of the dance-floor. You go for your piss, and I'll look after your virgin for you. My Master hesitated ... - OK. But don't move from this spot. I'll literally be just a few minutes. - OK boss, we'll be here, waiting. This hunk watched my boyfriend until he was out of sight. Then the night took a complete 360 degree angle turn, and this guy took the black garment over his arm and attached it around his neck. It was a floor length cloak! So now his entire hairy bulky body was out of sight. He then grabbed hold of my leash, yanked hard, and started walking off, leaving me no option to follow. - But my Master said we had to wait here. (I motioned towards where we were stood) - First of all that was very foolish of him to leave you unattended, and secondly, you have a brand new Master now! He frog marched me to his locker, and ordered me to strip naked. I put my drink in his locker so I could undress, not that there was much to come off. He then made me put on knee length socks, and elbow length rubber gloves, both a bright red colour, ordered me to my knees, and handed me my drink. He then added some clear liquid. - Thank you Master. What was that? - Firstly, I gave you a small amount of Ketamine, and secondly, I am not your new Master. You will however address me as Sir. - Sorry Sir. But I thought you said I have a brand new Master now. - You do indeed. He in some way is right in front of you, but, it isn't me. I shall be driving you to him in a little while ☠️ Now drink up. - Yes Sir.

Part 1; I met my boyfriend on a dating app. I was on it because that is what I wanted to find. He was of a short lean build, and 17 years my senior. My preference physically is that of someone who is a serious weightlifter. But in the game of finding love, concessions do have to be made. I was 21, and I was an anal sex virgin. Yes, I had sucked plenty of Dick, been rimmed, fingered, and kissed, but, that was it. I was saving my virginity for someone who would convert me. Yes, for a few years now I had been craving to become poz, and during that time I had read many forums, and know I was not alone in my quest. However, I didn't want it to be with some random. I wanted it to be from someone I know, and would have in my life in whatever capacity, boyfriend, friend, fuck buddy, whoever. I craved to have whoever would do the deed be part of my physical life, not just course through my veins. We had our first date in an old fashioned way, in a restaurant, and we really got on. We spoke about literally everything except sex. I knew he was a top, and vice versa. We had two dates like this, and we took our third one to his place. Still dining, but much more intimately. During our meal which he lovingly prepared and cooked (and it was delicious), he suddenly switched the conversation to a topic we had not remotely covered; - Do you use condoms when getting fucked? - Well, the thing is, er ... - Yes? - I'm a virgin! - Seriously? - Yes. I've been saving myself. I have done lots of other stuff, just never had a Dick in my Ass. He cleared his throat ... - OK. So of course you will be HIV negative. I hope this doesn't change anything between us, but, I am HIV+, and I do much prefer to fuck BARE! I liked where this was going, especially as we were heavily heading towards the direction of becoming romantically involved. - Are you on medication then? - Er, well, the thing is, I know I became positive 3 years ago, and was diagnosed 2 years ago.I do have a VL that hovers around between 90k to 155k. But have a healthy CD4 count, and feel fine, so, I haven't started medication yet. FUCK, this was Music to my ears. I couldn't respond verbally, as I got lost in his beautiful eyes. He had me. Or did he? - How comes you are smiling? You seem to be more than happy to hear what I have just told you!? - OK, the thing is this. I have been saving myself as I am a bug chaser, and I want whomever converts me to have a permanent position in my life. - I see. Well, as you know we really like each other, however, we need to discuss this properly. We chatted a bit more about it, then organically we spoke about other things too, which we of course found very easy with one another. I stayed over, and we had some FUN which culminated in him shooting his wonderful toxic seed down my throat. We went to bed, where we spooned, which felt magical with a guy I really really liked.

I'm Uncircumcised and I still stretch to get as much overhang as I can...will probably never stop stretching ...would likemy foreskin to drag the floor if possible when standing up....true'''

I love having married guys breed me! They ask so many questions, but in the end they just want to get their cock deep inside to fuck and breed. I was once talking to a married guy in the evening that had been fucking his wife before she had to leave for her evening work shift. He hadn’t cum and was still horny and wanted to fuck a guys ass. He wanted to come over and fuck my ass and I said, “sure!” He says he will shower and be right over and I said “no don’t shower, I want your cock fresh from yours wife’s pussy.” It turned him on a lot and he was over and in my ass in less than 20 minutes. Totally turned me on that his cock had been in his wife’s pussy less than a hour before and now he was inside me, penetrating me, and he finally impregnated me with his sperm. YUM!!

I was supposed to get a solid fucking and breeding from a tall, athletic black man on Tuesday. We'd been dancing around. Me keen to fuck and proposing times, and him just not responding so we could make a plan. Finally got him nailed down and drove the 30 minutes to get to his place. As usual, I text before I get there to check in and he replies "Ok. A friend is here....fyi". Huh? Surprise! I arranged to play with him, not him plus one. I asked if the guy was leaving and got no reply for more than 15 minutes so I said "Okay, change in plan + no communication = I’m out." Then I get this right away,"They aren't leaving and I apologize but I didn't recall it being a one on one scenario. I guess that is my bad. I don't know what to say in this case. If you aren't comfortable with this I can only say I'm sorry." There was no mention of another guy in any of out chats, but I can roll with it if there's an effort to bring me along. I said "Getting fucked and bred by two guys is +++. Getting surprised is - - -." Then he replied "Again, my apologies. I throw my hands up because I don't know how to make this right. [A] friend who was staying here was supposed to be gone... he's not. Another friend dropped by, unannounced and unexpected. I am sorry." Wait, what? That's when I realized that it was him and two other guys. Bonus surprise! I'm a spontaneous guy and can take a change in plans but my spidey-sense was going crazy at this stage, and I decided to trust it. "So, three guys then. Damned shame. My ass has been extra hungry. I'm out." I posted a BBRT quick connect ad feeling pretty pissed off. This man was, at best lazy and laissez-faire liar, and at worst manipulative and exploitative player. I drove the 30 minutes home trying to let the sun sooth my aggravation. [Be patient, the load part is coming.] I got a few replies to the BBRT ad from men wanting to fuck me, including a (grand) daddy bear guy who seemed like he wanted a boy to use. We exchanged some messages and since we seemed like a good fit, we made plans to get together the next day. I picked him up from an appointment, a bearded polar bear shorter than me and about 15 years my senior, and drove him home where he reached up and claimed my nipples right away, pinching and rolling them firmly in his thick fingers. I responded to his touch and he led me into the bedroom where he stripped me and himself naked and exposed his fingertip sized nipples. I pinched and licked and sucked them and his cock filled out more and more. He put me on my back on his bed and worked my nipples, cock, balls, and hole resting his hard cock in the well of my hole when he could. Daddy ate my hole and licked deep into it enjoying my smell and taste, relaxing me for his cock. I was pretty tight so he grabbed some butt plugs to help relax and open me up. The first slender plug made me relax and enjoy the feeling of someone entering and exiting my ass. The second plug stretched my hole open along the flaring top and I focused on Daddy's smiling face and relaxed for him. Removing the plug, he lubed up his cock and rubbed the outside of my hole with it, popping his knob inside me and then out a few times. Then daddy leaned forward slowly, my ankles in his strong grip, and slid into me inch by inch, his weight helping me open to him until he rested completely in my opened cunt. After a few minutes of slipping all the way in and out of me, Daddy pulled my ass of the bed and started fucking up deep into my cunt. I was so relaxed and enjoying his cock in me so much he said my eyes were rolling back in my head. He slowed down and changed position a few times because he said my hole was so silky he would cum too soon. My favorite position was when he pushed me back on the bed and pushed my legs back so I was folded in half and climbed onto me so he could fuck into my cunt hard while he pinched my nipples so hard I writhed on his cock. While he was slamming his dad cock down into my fertile cunt with his full weight and strength, I started to beg for him to breed me. Please, Daddy. Please. Until he thrust and pumped each jet of his load down into me. All seven days worth. It was a lot because I was full of his seed and my ass was coated and dripping with it as well. Today my hole is tender, my nipples and pecs are sore, and I feel well fucked. Even feeling so sore, I really want my cunt fucked and bred again today. Lifetime loads 10.

HIV Induction Rocky had just graduated high school. With no money for college he was in need to find a job to make some cash. With the bad economy he had trouble finding any job at all. Rocky landed a job at a coffee house in the gay section of town. That’s where he met Dallas. Dallas was a stud of a man. At 45 he was in excellent shape at 6’2” tall, 210 pounds with a lean, muscular swimmers build, dark hair and eyes and a package that made everyone stare. Rocky could not take his eyes off this man. He did his best to be sure not to make eye contact with this stud, but Dallas knew he was being watched. Dallas made sure to draw Rocky’s attention every chance he got. As it got late and closing time was fast approaching Rocky was told that he could punch out and leave since it was getting very slow in the shop. Rocky punched out, got himself a cup of coffee and went to sit down at the table next to his object of desire. That’s when Dallas looked up at the teen and smiled. This was the first time Rocky knew he was noticed by the man. Rocky was so distracted he spilled his coffee all over the table where Dallas was sitting. Rocky was embarrassed beyond belief. He immediately went and retrieved a couple of rags to wipe the table down with and when he returned the man was no longer at the table. Rocky had thought he blew any chance he might of have with this stud. While Rocky was cleaning the table the man returned with a refill for himself and a fresh cup of coffee for Rocky. “I figured after a long day of working here, you deserved to have someone else get you a fresh latte.” The man told Rocky. “Thanks. Yeah, I can really use a cup to pick me up.” The two sat down and drank their coffees and chatted. Rocky told the man that he had just started working at the coffee shop and was trying to make money so he could move out on his own. Rocky learned that Dallas owned his own video production company. Dallas felt that Rocky could possible star in one of his productions is he was interested. Dallas had the teens interest peaked. They continued to chat as closing time came and Rocky had to catch his bus home. As they left the shop Rocky got light headed and stumbled a bit. “Are you ok Rocky?” “I think so. I think I’m just light headed. I haven’t eaten since breakfast.” “That’s not very smart. Why haven’t you eaten anything all day?” “I didn’t have time to make lunch before leaving for work and I the only money I have is just enough to cover my bus fare to work and back home.” “We can’t have that. Why don’t you let me cook you a good meal and then I can give you a ride home.” “As nice as that sounds I couldn’t impose. Besides I have to be back at work by 5 am to help get the shop ready to open.” “It’s no imposition, in fact you are welcome to crash at me place and I can bring you back to work in the morning.” Rocky finally agreed with Dallas since he was beginning to feel weaker and weaker. What Rocky didn’t know is that Dallas had slipped some GHB into his coffee to make him feel the way he was feeling. They walked a short distance to Dallas’ black Hummer and drove off. As Rocky rode along he began to zone out. When they pulled up to Dallas’ home he wasn’t sure where he was or how long they had been driving. Dallas pulled the car into the garage and shut the door. They climbed out of the car and headed into the house. It was a big home once inside Dallas offered his guest a drink as he went to prepare dinner. “What would you like to drink Rocky?” Not wanting to impose Rocky replied, “Anything you have will be fine with me.” Dallas made Rocky a Rum and Coke and had the teen sitting on a bar stool at the breakfast bar in the kitchen as he prepared their dinner. Rocky began to feel better after downing his drink and was promptly given another one. Rocky continued to feel better the more he drank. That was all due to the Tina Dallas had added to Rocky’s drink. Soon enough dinner was ready and the two ate their portions before heading into the den to chat some more. Rocky was wired after a nice meal and 3 Tina laced drinks. They cleared the table and moved to the couch to chat some more. Dallas took control of the conversation steering it the direction he wanted it to go and they were soon talking about sex. “Rocky a young guy like yourself I’m sure you have girls hanging all over you.” Dallas was correct, Rocky was a good looking young man. At 5’9”, 135 ponds, lean, thin runner’s build, brown hair and hazel eyes, but he was incorrect about girls hanging all over him. Dallas could tell from his reaction the truth of the matter. “Dallas I am not really a ladies man. I had a girlfriend when I was in high school but it just didn’t seem to be for me.” “Then you must have a boyfriend.” “I’ve been with a few guys, but never really found the right guy for me.” “I hope you played safe with these guys.” “Absolutely. I’d never take a chance of catching something.” “Then you’re HIV-?” “Yup, even got tested a couple times to be sure.” “Smart boy. Listen, I have a project coming up I think you might be perfect for. It calls for an HIV negative man in the staring role. You can make a lot of money.” ‘MAKE A LOT OF MONEY!’ Those were the magic words. “What would I have to do?” “It’s a video on sex and HIV and I need a young guy like you to play the part of the young guy.” “I don’t think I can do that, I really wouldn’t want anyone to see my face in something like that. My parents don’t even know I’m into guys.” “Well why don’t you think about it and you can tell me in the morning before I take you to work.” “I thank you for the offer, but I am sure of my answer.” “Rocky, after I show you my hospitality by feeding you and giving you a place to crash for the night, the least you can do is think about it tonight.” Rocky felt guilty as to be so quick to say no to the offer Dallas made to him. He figured he could sleep on it and in the morning when Dallas dropped him off at work he could kindly turn the offer down. “OK I will think about it. What time is it any way?” With all the activities of the evening Rocky was unaware that is was nearly 2 am. Dallas said he would show Rocky to a place where he could be alone with his thoughts to ponder the offer that he was given. First he showed Rocky where the bathroom was so he could take a quick shower. Rocky wasted no time in stripping down and getting in under the warm spray to rinse off the grime from that days work. He felt very alert and awake and was wondering how he would get to sleep that night. When he climbed out of the shower and dried himself off he realized that all of his clothes were missing. He began to worry about what he might have gotten himself into when Dallas came in and told him that he put his clothes in the wash to freshen them up for the next days work. Dallas led Rocky from the bathroom through a long hall and down a flight of steps to the basement. They passed through two more doors before entering what looked like a small sound studio. The only thing in the room was a small cage that looked just big enough for Rocky to get in on his hands and knees. “Here is a perfect place for you to think about the offer I made you.” “NO FUCKING WAY AM I GETTING IN THAT CAGE.” There was no way Rocky could over power his host. Dallas grabbed the teen by the balls and pulled him down to his knees. The teen continued to struggle and resist being placed in the cage when he was kicked hard in the crotch. “It will be easier on you if you cooperate and get in the cage like a good little boy.” Rocky new he had no choice and was on all fours and slowly backing into the cage. When his ass hit the back of the cage the door was shut. Dallas had him raise his arms up so his elbows were higher then his back. He then inserted a bar to hold his arms in that position so he could not move. Dallas then got behind the cage and pushed a good amount of meth laced lube into the teen’s ass followed by an inflatable dildo until he felt the resistance of the internal ring. He applied steady pressure and it slid deeper into the teen’s bowls. Next he flipped a switch and the dildo began to inflate till Rocky felt maximum pressure on his hole and deep inside his gut. After a few minutes the dildo deflated and the process would begin all over again. There was no way that Rocky could get any sleep with the meth in his system and the constant inflation and deflation of the dildo in his ass. As Rocky felt the inflating dildo stretch his hole he then felt the cage being lifted off the ground. Rocky thought about screaming out for help but didn’t want to anger Dallas. It seamed that Dallas knew what he was thinking as he told the teen he could yell all he wanted too since this room was sound proof. Dallas left Rocky there with the lights on for him to think about his situation and consider his reply on the offer to do the video.

Figure I'd put the opposite thread out there as well. We've all had our annoyances with regards to bathhouses and sex clubs. Let's try and get a discussion going about the benefits of these places. What are the positive (no pun intended) aspects of these places? I'll start it off: 1. It removes the "glass veil" of the mobile phone screen - the person you see is the person in the flesh; no guessing as to what they are really going to look like. I think the only surprise would be what they may be packing under the towel. 2. You realise you may have broader tastes in men than you thought. Similar to the above, you may see a guy in person that, if you saw his photo on an app, you'd pass him by. In the flesh, though, you sometimes discover this hidden sexual energy that could lead to some amazing fucking sex! 3. There's little secret as to why everyone is there. You rarely have this dance of "is this a date, is this a hookup, what is this" that you sometimes get when meeting guys elsewhere. I'm not exactly going there to read a library book, after all (that may be showing my age a bit). 4. Honestly, it's a great way to relax. Once I'm in, I usually head straight to the jacuzzi and just kick back for a bit. Gives you a good chance to check out the options as well. Will be interesting to see what some of you hot fuckers can add to this.

Nasty verbal top here in Boston looking to host a raunchy bb group this weekend starting tonight, twinks and sissies a+ nasty muscle dads pervert bros. 8uc here hmu for my number

Yeah there is some hesitation with guys to take a pierced cock. And my favorite (most frequent) top-fucker has developed a cock-sucking fetish for my dick and loves to tongue my dimpled piss-slit! But he says he rather do it without the PA as he fears it will chip his teeth as he goes to town. I never knew that 'the right ear signifies being a bottom'!!! I only vaguely recall something about: "One side means gay, the other straight!" I LOVE guiches, wished I had one myself!

I LOVE guys who have both ears pierced, preferably a mid-gauge stainless steel ring... does something to my boner!!!! And when both nipples are pierced, and he has a thick, cut dick and a hard-on while fucking him (as opposed to lame tweaker dick) I'm in pig heaven... and I have a PA but never been with another bottom with a PA while I had mine in!

Sorry if a repeat but I don't remember seeing this posted. Love the talk. MascPAGuy https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/another-masculine-bottom-taking-my-cock-27987841

About five years ago, I hooked up with a guy on Craigslist for mutual oral. I'd always been a top when it came to anal sex. I got to his house and we sucked on each other for a little bit. Then he pulled out some poppers, sniffed them, and offered me some. I'd been with guys who'd done poppers numerous times but never done them myself. I don't know why this time was different, but I sniffed them... and got pretty high. The next thing I know, we were on the floor and he was sliding his cock into me. It hurt like hell at first, but I loved it. I didn't know he was bareback until he came and pulled out. I was scared at first, but then I got tested and was fine. But I can't stop thinking about and beating off to that incident. I want to get bred again.

https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/latino-with-a-9-5-dick-fucks-me-bb-40034881 This 23yo Latin guy with a huge cock contacted me on Grindr while visiting my loved ones in Paraguay. His dick was extremely long and curvy. He kept pulling his cock out of my hole because he couldn’t hold himself of keep cumming inside my man pussy (gave me 4 loads).

Moaning is good and I also like certain conversation such as telling me to fuck him harder (usually unnecessary), telling me how many loads are in his ass, or where he was just fucked, or that he's a slutty whore, or wants me to knock him up, etc..

Yesterday I was working from home so prepped to take a load just in case, as you never know who might be bursting. A guy I have chatted to, swapped numbers with and tried to meet yup with a number of times was a hell of a lot close than usual on an app, so I said hi. Turns out he was house hunting not far form my house and after his viewing of a new apartment he wanted to come over. We set up a door on latch scene and before too long I was jock on, ass up, poppers in hand, head down, with a hot beard rubbing my ass cheeks as rimmed by hole, before long he pushed in and started to fuck, and wow, it was worth waiting all those years of online chatting, a lovely thick cock with a wicked upward curve and easily 8". This guys always looked kinda hot in his profile pics and his body behind me felt really firm. Before too long he blew a huge load in my ass. When he pulled out and I had licked his cock clean, I looked up and oh fuck the guys is handsome and really ripped and furry, basically a porn star hot stud. We had a super friendly chat along the lines of wow finally........ thank god we finally met, and talked about how once is never going to be enough. After he left my partner came home from work, and went second in my cummy hole. He didnt ask whos load he was using as lube, but he was really turned on by how much cum I had in me, and shot a second huge load deep in my ass.

I live in a small town north of the suburbs of a major city, and my employer sent me to attend a conference in the city. I arrived this past Thursday night, and stayed through early Saturday evening. Before I left my home I cleaned out so when I got to my hotel, I was able to start looking for a guy to come to my hotel room and fuck me. I had been looking forward to this for several months as I hadn't been fucked since MLK Day back in January. I arrived at the hotel around 10:00 PM, and a couple of hours passed before I connected with a a guy on BBRTS who was willing to play at my hotel room. He was a 33 year old, mixed race, heavy set man with a nice 7.5" uncut cock. After he arrived, he stripped off and stepped up to the bed where I was waiting, wearing only my jockstrap. I began sucking on his uncut cock and felt it getting hard in my mouth. After a few minutes, he moved around to lay on the bed and I crawled between his legs to worship his cock with my mouth and throat. After about ten minutes of servicing his cock, he told me to stop, got to his feet, and, once I was in the doggy position, he stepped behind me, lubed his cock, and slowly entered my ass. Once I had opened-up, he quickly picked-up his pace, causing me to moan as he fucked his cock in and out of my hole, alternating between slow thrusts and jack-rabbiting my ass. After about 15 minutes, his pace became increasingly frantic, and his grunts and panting was pronounced. He was clearly very close to blowing. Now, I would have preferred if he had had more stamina, but when he began all but bellowing the word 'fuck', he bottomed-out in my ass, blowing his cum load into my eager hole. After resting for several minutes, he dressed and left, so I went back to BBRTS and tried to find another guy with whom to play. Having no luck, however, I fell asleep with his load in my ass. The next night after I met my wife for dinner, she went off to visit her parents and I returned to the hotel room. Earlier in the week I had heard from a regular who likes to fuck me when we can get together. As it was, he worked fairly close to the hotel where I was staying, so a hook-up was very possible. This guy a black jock is in his early 30's with a seven inch cut cock. We arranged for him to come to my hotel room that Friday night at 10:00 pm and I'd be ready in my jockstrap. He arrived and stripped down and I sucked his cock for several minutes until he was hard and ready. Unfortunately he insists on using a condom on, so he slipped one on, lubed himself, and when I was on the bed in doggy position, he entered my ass from behind. Soon I was moaning in delight as his cock fucked me. After about six minutes he had me re-position myself on my back, my feet on his shoulders. He continued fucking me for a several more minutes, and as with the guy from the night before, I realized he was on the cusp of blowing when his pace went wild. Sure enough, he blew his load, and withdrawing from my ass, he removed the condom, tossed it in the toilet, dressed and left. Now, earlier that day, I had chatted with a college cub with whom I had hooked up with a handful of times over the last three years. He's 22 and Hispanic with a six inch uncut cock. After the black guy left I invited the cub over to my hotel room. Arriving, he took a quick shower, and having dried himself, he stepped to the bed where I was awaiting. Taking his uncut cock into my mouth, I gave him an energetic blow job and, as expected, he was soon at full mast. He lubed himself, and, with me in doggy position, he entered my ass. I moaned in pleasure as he used my hole. A few minutes into our play session he gestured that I should lay flat on my stomach, whereupon he lay on my back, steadily pounding my hole. We stayed in that position for a few minutes before he had me get on my back, my feet on his shoulders. We grasped each other's forearms to brace ourselves as his pace went wild. We continuously grunted, groaned and panted in pleasure in unison, and within another couple of minutes he announced "Fuck, man, your ass feels so good." I thought he was on the cusp, and my thoughts were confirmed when he abruptly asked "Where do you want this load?" "In my ass," I replied. Seconds later his whole body went stiff as his cock delivered his load deep into my ass. Eventually he withdrew, we chatted for about an hour, after which he dressed and left. As I had done on Thursday night, after he left I tried to connect with another guy, but no luck. But at least I went to bed with a load in my ass. Sadly I was not able to hookup with anyone on Saturday as I had very little time - oh, and to be honest, my hole was quite tender.

I worked from home today but my hubby was also home cause he wasn’t feeling well. Usually i cruise a local park during the day time when I work from home. Hubby needed a Rx pickup so I volunteered to go. After picking up medicine, I went by the park. The parking lot was packed full of cars, several of them were familiar from previously encounters. I saw this cute like 20 something Asian guy that has bred me numerous times. As soon as he saw me, he started walking toward the deserted boardwalk where a lot of the action happens. I followed and noticed another guy behind me. He looked familiar. Once I got to the boardwalk I wandered to the back and my Asian cutie walked up and gave me a long hot kiss. We started to the most popular fuck spot on the boardwalk. We started making out and undressing each other. Within a few minutes one of the regulars appeared. And then another and another. Soon there was 7 guys (2 blacks, 1 Asian, 4 whites) all with our pants down and horny as fuck. My Asian buddy and I got separated as one of the black guys wanted to fuck me. (He has bred me a few times). At one point, there are 3 of us bottoms getting fucked at the same time. The tops were taking turns passing us around between them. I was fucked by 3 different guys (2 black guys, 1 white guy) and got the nut from one the white guy. My black buddy loaded up the first regular that showed up. While all of this fucking was happening, 3 guys cruising walked up. No one stopped we all didn’t care who saw us. Many looked so surprised to see the orgy in the mangroves they took off quick. Once the tops had all unloaded, we all took off. I got back home to deliver the medicine, although a little late. The anon load is still deep in my hole as I type this.

Part 2; As we spooned we chatted for a while, and then I felt his Dick grow again. I spat on my hand, reached behind and lubed up my Ass, grabbed his Dick, and positioned it at my virgin hole, and pushed back. - PLEASE Fuck me. I really NEED you inside me! - No, we need to discuss this further, let's go to sleep. He pulled his beautiful Dick away from my eager virgin neg hole, and we went to sleep. After a few more weeks of dining at one another's homes, and plenty of his delicious toxic cum sprayed down my throat we officially became boyfriends. I was in Heaven. Almost. For a few more weeks after we officially became an item we came to a head with the whole 'bare fucking' situation. - Darling, are you really sure you want to convert? A question he must have asked me a million times by now. - Yes honey, I am completely sure. It is something as you know already that I have given much though for a few years now. - Yes, I know. The thing is, there is something I haven't told you, that being, I love sex parties, and am a total exhibitionist, and, don't you think it would be HOT if we had a bunch of guys watch me take your virginity? - Fuck YES! You would bareback me, right? He didn't utter a sound. He got up from the couch where we were both cuddling, and left the room. He came back holding something I am very fond of. He now ordered me to strip, and kneel down. - Hands behind your back. So, you want Master to infect you do you boy? I had woken the beast! We always referred to each other as Master & boy during play, as he was deeply into kink. I looked upto him and meekly replied; - Yes please Master. Make me your p☢️z rubber pig. He spat on my face, whilst slapping it, and proceeded to put the spider-gag onto me, and without hesitation began to aggressively face fuck me. - You want Master to knock you up, then, you will have an audience pig! We will go to the fetish party in a few weeks where I will give you what you crave. But, you are not allowed to cum between now and then, understood pig!? I couldn't reply as his cock head forced it's way to the back of my throat. - I said; understood pig!? Fuck, if you don't have the decency to answer your Master when you are spoken to, then, you do NOT deserve his cum down your throat. He whipped the spider-gag off of me, told me to keep my mouth firmly shut, spat on and slapped my face some more, then proceeded to wank over my face. My lover did not take long to squirt his thick toxic load. He used his still erect Dick as some kind of decorating wand to smear his toxic filth further across my face. My hole twitched at the thought of having my Man's toxic cum inside me in a few weeks, and that he has just called me 'pig'. He hadn't done that until now. I felt honoured! - Master, I need to go for a wee, please may I go? - Go on, you filthy pig I hurried off to the bathroom and inspected my face. GREAT, he hadn't smeared it thinly, and there was enough cum to scoop up with my fingers. I lay on our bathroom mat, and started to finger his precious DNA inside of me. Still an anal virgin, yet, p☢️z cum inside my ass. I felt exhilarated!

Met up with a real daddy type last night. He was in town for his daughter’s graduation and wanted to blow a load. He had a beard, hairy chest, toned but a slight gut and a nice thick 7 inch dick. Once in his hotel room, he immediately had me on my knees sucking him. After doing that for a bit he had me lay on the back with my head hanging off so he could face fuck me for a long time. He was rough on my throat trying to get his cock all the way down it as he was leaking precum. I could have sucked his cock all night with how much he was leaking. He then rolled me over and climbed on, rubbing his cock against my hole before starting to eat me out. His beard was rough and scratched against my ass but his tongue was incredible farting in and out of my hole. I was moaning and finally started begging him to fuck me. He kept asking if I wanted his daddy dick and asked me if I was going to let him cum inside me. I kept saying yes and begging him to fuck me raw and blow a load deep inside me which he was more than happy to do. He fucked me doggy for a bit before making me ride him until he shoot his load inside of me. He made me rock back and forth on his cock until it started to soften. Once he was done he basically kicked me out saying he had to get some sleep. Totally hot and left me craving more daddy dick.

just blew my load in some queeny twink faggots pussy (5ft3, 110 lbs) while her boyfriend licked my balls.the kid already had 3 other guys loads in him so it was nice and sloppy and the "top" boy was licking strangers cum off my balls while i fucked a big load into his faggy little slut boyfriend. and he kept the cumdump blindfolded while i fucked it. said he likes his boy taking anon loads. fucked it dogystyle for awhile then got it on her back legs spread so i could strangle it and spit in its face while i fucked it. and slapped it across the face a few times.its boyfriend i could be as rough as i wanted but i wanted to hold back a bit so i get another shot at that ass but i plan on giving her a nice black eye next time.

Part 6 Just after I had just deposited my third load of cum inside Bruce I collapsed on top of him as I tried to catch my breath. As we both lay there on my bed I looked into the camera I had hidden in my bedroom knowing Steven was watching as smiled. The next part of Bruce’s corruption was about to be put into motion. Almost on cue my phone rang. I knew it would be Steven and one exactly what to say to her this chic to the next step. As I continued to feed Bruce smoke from my pipe I answered, “Hi mom…………..I’m sorry to hear you’re not feeling well………..ok…………I may not be here when you get home……………..bye.” I looked at Bruce just as he was taking his 6th hit from the pipe and said, Mom will be home in about 20 minutes, she’s got a migraine. If you want to keep the party going I have a friend that is always open to having guys over.” Bruce blew out a huge cloud with an enthusiastic “Yes, let’s go.” We grabbed our clothes from by the pool and I drove us let to Steven's condo. Not much was said as we drove over to Steven's except Bruce telling me “That's only the third time I've bottomed but it's the first time it didn’t hurt like hell.” I knew it was risky, but I told Bruce, “Keep hitting that pipe bro, you’ll need that for my friend Steven.” We arrived at Steven's building, went up to his floor and, like the first time I came here, the for was unlocked. Like that first I met him he was sitting on the couch naked with his hard cock pointing up. Bruce’s eyes were transfixed on Steven's massive cock leaving me to think if he was wondering how it was going to for inside him or was he thinking that he couldn’t wait to get that massive cock inside his hungry hole. Steven held up a full rig and told Bruce, “Not to worry my new pig, this will help you discover your hidden talents. Now strip and get ready to go into the stratosphere.” Bruce was so high from the smoking he did on the drive over to Steven's to understand everything Steven had said to him when he quickly removed he board shorts and t-shirt. I’m pretty sir Bruce was clueless as Steven tied off his arm and quickly administer three entire slam. As Steven pushed the plunger I could tell that the slam was very thick meaning that it was very concentrated. When he released the tourniquet I Bruce was going to be seriously fucking high. He coughed so hard Steven had no problem getting him to sit his ass down on to his cock. Steven began fucking Bruce while he was still coughing and trying too figure out what was going on as he was experiencing his first rush. I could tell when Steven delivered his first load as he picked up the second point on the table next to him. I noticed a third prepared point which Steven indicated I should use letting me know me has friends over. I picked up the point and slammed myself just as a few guys joined us in the living room. As I coughed out I noticed that Steven had Bruce on all fours so that he could suck cock while getting fucked. I knew what was expected as I took a cock down my throat while another guy rimmed my ass.

I love my PA, only wish that I had gotten one sooner. 00ga here, started at 8 ga.

let me impregnate you. then you can suckle on my nipples and bring forth milk.

I hate it when guys come into my room to use my hole and they close the door. i want the whole world to see what a cum dump I am. Willing to take any raw cock and load.

If you ever had fucked with someone you found "repugnant" ( for some reasons, maybe repulsive face, homeless, bastard, rude men, offensers, disrespectful...), did you accept them to enter inside you, if so, what about to getting creampie from them? Is it OK taking a ugly top's load inside your sex and let him reproduced inside your most intimate place? Asking for this cause since Last year I'm "choosing" tops that I normally would never let fuck me, uncovered sexual contact teases, got those cocks pressed against my hole, help them to slide "half way" in and make some moves or eventually going balls deep for some seconds ( "fake fucking" my hole before asking to pull out. I don't want this to happen to me and had them to fuck my hole, just want them to know how ring and pussy felt. So, Last week, did it with that man that I've refused before, surprised him giving him the access. Let him pounded it longer than expected. Even if I do no love him and extremely dislike him, I've never need someone's semence so hard, I really appreciated it. So, we fucked for real, kissed passionately, already making love like he was the Best man in the world. I promised to let him to have my pussy totally Next week and make him reproduced into it, most of all, I will let him sleep in me (cock in my cunt, tongue and saliva in my mouth) and I'm terrified I will damaged my self esteem and no more love myself after this. How to deal with it if I have regrets after it? Problems when you are a too much emotional bottom...

A notepad and pen splash down in the mud next to me (I say mud that’s cos I try not to think about what it really is!) His voice called down from above “Write down how you ended up here and, if you dare, what you think will happen next” The trap door shut with a slam as it dropped in to place, leaving just a few shafts of light drifting down in to the pit. I groped in the ‘mud’ for the pen, finding it I wiped it on my leg. Picking up the notebook it was a lined junior school style one with a plastic cover. That had kept most of the pages dry. Over my time here, I had learnt not to hang around, not to speak unless told to and most of all to do what I am told! Resting the notebook on my knee I opened the first page and thought about how to start... Where am I now? I am somewhere on the west coast of the USA, I don’t know more exactly than that. The man who thrown the notepad down brought me here to this cabin in the woods. In the time I spent above ground I have not heard another person, a car or any other sign of human life. I did not get to spend much time above ground as my first job was to dig this pit. I sit at the bottom of a earthen pit about 15 foot deep and 7 foot square, I dug a few ‘shelves’ in to the earth walls that hold the few items I have been given. Over the top of the pit is an old fashioned out –house with the open shitter lined up to the center of the pit. The wooden floor has a trap door in it and the floor boards have gaps that let in some light. Digging the pit was hard work but the nights in his dog’s kennels made me want to finish the pit as soon as possible to escape their teeth, claws and, worst of all, their big dicks…. Who was I? I was in my mid 40’s when I started on the path that would lead me here. 6”2’ 220lbs at the time although I would guess I am nearer 90lbs now. I used to have a flattop or high and tight as I have heard it called. Very much a bear with a big red beard, and very much a sub. There are very few things more frustrating than being a big guy who’s a sub. Tops want little guys they can throw around! It was that frustration that caused me to post more and more extreme profiles online being very clear about what I wanted. I needed to be used like a bitch, no limits, no options and no way out. Well that’s what I thought but you know the saying be careful what you wish for! How I ended up here, this is going to take some explaining! My profiles got me plenty of interest but the 1st law of the Internet applies! The hornier the guy is, the further away he will be! I was based in the Midlands of England and the tops were in the USA or Australia! Still it meant they were safe to express the wildest and darkest desires. I got chatting to this hot bear on the West Coast of the USA 6”4’ over 240lbs lovely salt and pepper beard cut close and eyes that burned out of the screen. We seemed to be egging each other on looking for a way to shock the other. Nothing was off limits in the chat but what the hell it’s just talk. It’s not like he is going to come to England and kidnap me! I was safe or so I thought. As such chats on sites like Growlr sometimes go it would be a while between chatting but we took up where we left off. After about a year of this chat and others with very little actual meets I was a very frustrated pig. Don’t get me wrong I was getting action just not as hard as I wanted or needed. I was getting fisted at least twice a month and taking as many raw loads as a pig can get. I had a dull job with a large company, when they needed someone to go to the office in the states for 2 months. No one else wanted to go! Let’s face it the destination of Philadelphia did not help and they all played the wife and kids cards, that left Mr Single! The idea of being stuck away from what sex I can get and dumped in a strange city was not something that filled me with joy. Work were pushy making it clear that it was not really an option not to go if I wanted to have a future in the company. So off I want, doing the usual updates on the cruising sites announcing travel plans hoping to get some action. 2nd Law of the Internet, Guys you chat to online vanish when you hit their city! The first 6 weeks passed without much exciting happening a couple of encounters in the local ‘bath house’ but it was even tamer than England! One night cruising Growlr I saw my West Coast Bear. We picked up where we left off, he asked how I was enjoying Philadelphia, and I said that work was nearly as dull as the bathhouse! He replied saying I am lucky I was not on the West Coast or you would not make it back to England. He always knew what button to press. I was rock hard at the thought but I still thought it was safe, after all he was nearly 3000 miles away! We chatted about the serviced apartment work had put me in, nice place but in 6 weeks I had hardly seen anyone except by the pool at the weekend. With the company invoicing my company directly I did not have to worry how much it was costing them. He also asked me about my flight back in two weeks, British Airways Business Class the flight over had been heaven! Making up for the hellish trip from Birmingham to London. With only one flight a day, back to Heathrow it would mean a night there before the train back up to Birmingham. “Sounds like a long trip “ he said “bet you wish you did not have to go back”. “Yes” I said and I meant it! The chat drifted off after that and the next two week plodded on with not much to happening and not seeing my Hot West Coast Bear online again no really kinky chats. WEDNESDAY and my final day in the USA! The goodbye drinks with the boring straights had been Monday Night, Tuesday was my packing day with the flight at midday on Wednesday. If I am being honest I was done with the states and ready to get home! All packed, with my bags by the door I started using up the Jack Daniels. Ending up dozing off mid afternoon waking up in a dark apartment! Turning on the lights I phoned for a pizza and got the cash out by the door ready. Not long later there was a knock at the door, I opened it not really looking as I reached for cash to pay for the pizza. The door was pushed in and a large man burst in to the room. Before I could take in any details he punched me in the stomach as I fell forward meeting his fist on its way up into my face, I landed on the floor. His boots took over, kicking me in the ribs and one landing a blow on my temple. That must have knocked me out as I came too tied up naked on a dinning chair. “Thanks for ordering dinner Bitch, I worked up quite an appetite beating you!” The man speaking was my hot bear from the west coast! I opened my mouth to speak “Don’t talk bitch! You have nothing to say after a year of teasing online, one word of complaint or bitching and it will be your last!” I shut my mouth, and I looked round the room and there was little sign of a struggle although I could not see the entrance to the apartment from where I was tied up. My body hurt, my head hurt my face felt swollen. He poured himself a drink from my JD bottle but he was drinking from a plastic cup, I noticed he was still wearing gloves. He saw me looking at his plastic cup and his gloves, “I know what I am doing Bitch! Even if anyone checks this apartment they will not find my DNA, the pizza guy just saw a white guy with a beard in normal clothes that paid him in cash. He isn’t going to remember me” “I am going to take your bags to the car and once I have loaded it up and packed up the last of your shit, we are going to have a little fun before you vanish from the world. I had a looked around the building this afternoon, and you’re right it’s almost empty. There are not even any security cameras on the main doors! “ I broke “this is crazy” I said “just leave me I will not say anything ...” before I could finish he had got up and moved round towards me “I don’t care if you are having second thoughts or if all you said was a jerk off fantasy” he yelled in my face” this is your life now! If you want out there is just one way and it’s in a box feet first! You're mine now till I am done with you!” He pulled a gun out of his jacket pocket. Now I am English our police don’t even carry guns! This freaked me out more than anything else I am ashamed to say I pissed myself, right there, in the living room tied to a chair. He just laughed in my face, “You pussy! And I thought you would be hard to break, just seeing a gun and you piss yourself!” He went back to his chair and ate the pizza, I was a wreck, I could not stop crying I realised if he got me out of the apartment and in to his car that was it there was no way I would be seen again. I tried to think about what he had told me about himself, he had mentioned time in the army and he currently did something in the medical field, selling supplies or training I forget which. He had talked about amputating fingers and toes, pulling out teeth and performing body modifications without any pain killers. It was dawning on me that he was beyond my darkest desires and there was only one way it has going to end. He lit a cigar and put his feet on the table clearly enjoying my tear filled expression as he could see I was realising my position. After a while he got up and walked towards me, “open your mouth” I did not have the will to resist and did what he said. Pulling something from his other pocket he forced a wadded cloth in to my mouth forcing my jaw wide open it tied around my head with some rough cord. Stepping back he smirked at me. Even now I had to admit he was stunning, “That’s a good start Bitch! We will soon make more room in that mouth” He moved back to his chair and picked up his cigar, knocking the ash in to the box he take a big pull on the cigar making the head glow. He stood in front of me, our eyes locked. “Admit this is what you want, what you need” I looked in to his eyes and realised that I did and those lovely eyes could see in to my soul! I nodded slowly keeping my eyes locked on to his. He smiled taking another pull on the cigar he then took it out of his mouth, leaned forward and placed his lips over my swollen nose and blow a lung full of cigar smoke in to me. It was acrid and it burnt but to me it was like the breath of life. I could feel the precum dribbling out of my rock hard cock, I needed this! He stepped back admiring my reaction to him. Then in one swift move he pressed the glowing head of his cigar against my chest over my heart. I screamed in to the gag, he put the cigar in his mouth and built up the glow again. Watching me as I struggled against the bonds to no avail. When I got myself under control, I looked straight in to his eyes. “I think you nearly came then Bitch! You realise that I will not stop just because you cum!” before I could even nod the cigar was back on my chest, this time he held it there. The pain was more than I can describe i reacted the only way I could I shot a massive wad of cum. He leaned back “Impressive! “He said. When I stopped shacking I looked in to those eyes again, only to see the glow of the cigar burning bright. I tried to brace myself for what was coming but there was no protection. This time he crushed it in to my chest. My back arched against the chair, there was a crack as the back of the chair gave way. I fell backward in a mass of rope my legs still tied to the chair. He stood over me laughing. It took a while for me to recover when I did, he was there kneeling behind me as he pulled me in to a sitting position. I could feel his strong chest against my back, pressing all my buttons that make me feel protected, crazy I know but that’s my mind. His arm came round my neck before I could enjoy the closeness a pad was placed over my mouth and nose, pressed down there was nothing I could do but breathe in. Blackness closed around me. I came to sitting in the armchair, I was not tied up but there was something tapped to my chest with gaffer tape it looked about the size of a cigarette packet, “What the fuck!” I said reaching up”What say about talking bitch! Taped to your chest is sufficient C4 plastic explosive to make you splatter over the wall and take out half the room. It’s triggered by a wireless signal that has a half mile radius if it goes outside of that distance a default setting will trigger it, trying to remove it without deactivating it first will set it off to” I froze “I would not jump up and down either Bitch” he laughed at the fear he saw in me. “Nod, if you understand!” I nodded slowly. “Your stuff is in my truck. I am going to leave now, when the clock shows 2 am you will leave the apartment and walk out the main entrance turn right and walk to the end of the block I will be waiting, be on time or be a news story !” The clock showed 1:30 as he turned and walked out. I got up slowly and got dressed in what he had left out for me just a pair of trainers, jeans, a t-shirt, a jacket and a cap. I thought about what I could do... I could call the police but if he did not blow me up I could imagine what an American Cops reaction to a guy with a long beard saying he had a bomb strapped to his chest! I could leave a note but I did not know where he was taking me in my panic I could not even remember his user name or city from Growlr. The clock showed 1:57! I walked out of the apartment on the stroke of 2:00 and out of the world! No one was in the hall ways and as I passed the entrance there was no sign of any staff, I opened the main door and stepped in to the night, turning right and trying to walk steadily down the block. Trying not to think about the bomb taped on my chest. I could see a truck parked at the Starbucks on the corner. He was sitting in the driver seat I could see he was holding something, I wondered if he would just press the button for the thrill of seeing me splatter over the street. I walked round the front of the truck and climbed in to the passenger side. The doors clicked as I close it, it was the central locking. “Seat belt!” he said and drove off in to the empty streets. I was still freaking about the bomb on my chest but he showed no sign of worry. After a few miles he pulled in to a large Wal-Mart car park. Stopping he told me to strip off my tops, I did this eagerly, happy to be getting this thing off my chest, “face me!” he open a large flick knife and sliced down the sides of the gaffer taped box when both sides were sliced he grabbed the box and squeezed it pulling it away from my chest. I thought I would faint!! He was laughing again and he showed me the box, it was a cigarette packet.. An empty fag packet!!! I had been shitting myself over an empty packet! “Now take off the rest of your clothes and trainers and drop them behind the seat, then get down in the foot well” I followed his instructions the bomb might have been a fake but that knife was real. As I curled up in the foot well, “slide the seat back” he said, I followed his instructions and there was room for me. We set off again, now I could not see where I was going, I was hungry and thirsty and very tired. I think I had bruises coming up all over. I found myself looking up at this man who had abused me so hard, he was so handsome I could not believe what he had done. I touched the burns on my chest, yes, the pain told me they were real. He glanced down and smiled his hand rubbed my head, I could have purred it felt so good. He reached in to the box between the seats and handed me an energy drink. I thanked him, yes I thanked the man who would have killed me. What a mind fuck! I gulped the drink down . Within a few minutes I was feeling spaced, soon after I passed out again. I was woken by the truck bouncing down a rough road, it made me look up and he caught the movement, “just in time!” he said as he pulled over. He got out of the truck walking round he opened the passenger door. “Get out!” we were in the middle of nowhere! Just a dirt track that went straight in both directions as far as the eye could see. It was still dark but there was a hint in the sky that dawn was not far away. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me towards the back of the truck. Dropping the back of the truck, he pushed me so I was bent over the end. I stayed in place I felt a rope being secured across my back. My arms were stretched out and secured to the rope, I felt my legs being secured apart against the dropped back of the truck. I could hear him walking away only to come back a few moments later, “bitch there is no one for miles so no one will hear you. Which means I get to do what like I want and I want to hear you scream!” With that there was a whoosh as a heavy flogger flew through the air and smashed down on my back, without a pause the beating continued. None of this wimpy shit about counting each stroke, the goal was to cause pain. I could not tell one stroke from another and within moments I was a crying wreck begging and pleading but it did not stop. It just moved around my body, down my legs with the odd strike catching my balls causing me to levitate straining against the ropes. There was a pause, his hands touched my shoulders and I could feel them sliding down over the raised welts reaching my ass the roughly reached in and pulled my ass apart. I heard him spit and one hand moved from my ass. Soon the hand holding my ass open was joined by a different feeling, something hard was being pushed in to my ass, it did not feel big maybe a finger but it felt metal. I froze as I realised what it was his gun. I started shaking, whimpering and then the piss started flowing down my leg. “That’s it bitch your being gun fucked! One day it will be a shot gun and BANG!” with that he yanked the gun out I could feel it tearing my ass. I felt his cock pressing against my bloody hole as he pushed, there was a loud crack as he fired his gun. It was loaded! He had fucked my ass with loaded gun! He laid the gun on my back and grabbed my shoulders. The pounding my ass with a ferocity that made the flogging on my back looked like a gentle breeze. I was thrust against the truck and my chest was bashed in to the floor of the truck. This sort of pounding can’t last for long he let out a blood curling scream yelling “Take my poz cum Bitch!” He fell on top of me knocking the air out of me. He stayed on me panting like he had run a marathon which in a way he had! When he had got a breath he pulled out. After a few minutes the ropes were loosened” get up on the back of the truck!” He climbed up behind me pushing me towards the box that stretched across the truck by the cab bit looked like a giant tool box! He opened it and the sides were padded with a hose leading through to the cab ending this end in a hood. Handing me the hood, I noticed that the hood had a tube down centre of the air hose. “Put it on, with the tube in your mouth. When you need water you can suck it up, it feeds through to a container in the cab”. Now I knew I had no options, I could only cooperate, putting the tube in my mouth and the hood over my head. I could still see through the masks plastic front. “Hands out front palms together” I followed the instructions and he gaffer tapped my arms from my elbows to my fingertips. “Step in to the box” I did that trying not to trip over, the bottom was a rubber lined sponge mattress the sides were foam lined, the sort of foam you use for sound proofing. “Lay down!” I sat down and wiggled in to a laying position, not quite laying full length as my legs were bent at the knees. I could feel him reach down and tape my feet and calf’s with the gaffer tape. I looked up and noticed the sky was now brighter just as the lid of the box closed and there was a clicking noise as the top was looked in place. For a while nothing happened, I sucked on the tube and a cool flow of water filled my mouth. It was slow and I was able to swallow it easily it helped me relax. The truck started and I was bounce around in the box. Time began to have no meaning, I started to hear a buzzing sound and then his voice filled the hood. There must have been built in headphones I did not notice as I put the hood on. His voice seemed to come from one side then the other with some sort of trance music playing in the background. The words blurred together but phrases popped up from time to time that i could make out “suck up a drink bitch!” so I did, it felt right to obey the voice! The liquid that filled my mouth was different this time, still cold but it had a strange taste that i could not place. Soon the voice was telling me to relax, forget me past, obey, give pleasure to your owner, be the bitch you know you want to be..... I drifted off in to a dream state listening to the voice!!

I compliment your uncle for explaining it to you and taking the time to answer your questions! I’m sure you appreciated him for this! Great uncle!

dark room all barriers removed

For me, it’s inconsiderate people in general, which takes in a lot of what others have already posted here. I have examples, though. At the bathhouse I go to, men frequently unscrew the lightbulb around the bend in the steamroom - perfectly safe of course where you’re naked in an environment with wall-to-wall dripping water - just to get a semi-darkroom. But if some big or old guy gets back there and the heat becomes more than he can handle, nobody would ever notice his distress. Same thing with the way they insist on piling up into fellatio-clusters right at the bend so no one can pass in or out. I know this all makes me sound like a bit of a tool, but public safety was part of my job, and I care about these things. Besides, nothing can close a fun place down quicker than a visit by a Fire Marshal who judges a place unsafe. I’ve watched that happen to a BDSM playroom. The competitive bottoms thing continues to baffle me. I’ve had them take signs off my room door and put them in the garbage, erase notes written about me on the chalkboards (nice compliments like “Room 301 - Great Ass”), and cockblock me in the steam room. And while I’m at it, what’s with these guys who come upon an inviting ass, insert a finger, bend it into a hook, and twist it in a rapid circle inside? Would you all please stop doing that? And for the love of Christmas, trim your friggin’ nails before you go poking around in there. Attention Tops: If you find me at the bathhouse, You are entitled to fuck me. I will turn no one away. But the responsibility of presenting a cock erect enough to penetrate me is on you. Please stop trying to stuff me with noodles. On a related note, the frequency at which I’m seeing Tops whiffing poppers at the bathhouse is just getting ridiculous. Gentlemen - POPPERS KILL BONERS. It’s science, men, and even if you’re virile enough to withstand a snort or two, if you keep going, they will deflate you. Trust me. I’ve yet to meet a Top who could keep it rigid. (I’m not annoyed at these Tops - I love Tops. I just get frustrated when I can’t give them the best ass possible. 🙂. )

I have 4GA. P.A. and love it, but not every bottom likes getting fuck by it. I also have both nipples 8GA. Right ear to signify I'm a bottom, A stud on my tongue with a septum in my nose and Guiche.

Good God...that means that on CLAW weekend alone, that with all the asses I fucked, I lived at least three lifetimes, more likely four....

Maybe it makes us feel more attractive in comparison. I have been with a few extremely attractive guys and felt somewhat inferior. I shouldn’t have, they were not that great at sex.

As others have noted, D/s is not a simple topic (or endeavor). i've been told by a Dom i was in a D/s relationship with that i was the most submissive guy He'd ever met, even though we ended the D/s part of our relationship (we're still great friends) because He is physically Sadist and i am not a masochist. i don't consider S/m to be synonymous with D/s, but some guys link the two together. There's no D/s regulating committee that sets the rules and standards of D/s relationship, it ends up coming down to individual chemistry. i've met enough Dom guys who eschew physical sadism to know that sadism and Dom do not necessarily go hand in hand, yet they are still "extremely" Dom. i agree with the sentiment of Skinster's post, that it's very difficult to find anyone who is willing to work at relationship, on either side of the equation. Hook up has become the rule, it is so much easier to attain "instant gratification" than long term relationship. Most aps promote hooking, not finding a ltr. Yet , i think it takes time to discover and/or develop the connections that can lead to bonds between people. i think a big part of the problem is the expectation (on either side) of instant "extreme."

Reading your profile just gave me the most raging hard on!!! #bottomgoals

14 with a 21 y/o

100% correct. Once the inhibitions go - the craving for cock becomes more constant and if you really are a slut at heart, nothing satisfies other than cock and seed. I always go to the backroom Friday and Saturday night and by lunchtimne at work on Fridays I can't concentrate as I know I am going to get fucked at least 8 times and my mind is all about my submitting myself to cock that night. Work nights I always come home and prep up for a regular or two or whoever I can get to come and fuck me off Grindr and on the weekend - well I indulge in my only hobby, taking as much cock and seed as I can get.

If hes offering then im taking it all mouth, ass, or been pissed on one guy on Sunday was banging me deep and hard and after 3 loads one after another and one down my throat said i need to piss did i want it in my ass or my belly or drenching in it my response was where ever ud like id take all he had to offer he said well im not done in that ass yet proceeded to guide me to the bath where i knelt and he pissed on my head and rubbed it in and said there leave it on for the rest of the day then finished off with the rest in my belly wow he had loads belly full of it after a coffee he said come here and fucked me again by this point i was spotting blood and he said he didn't know what was hotter the thought of me spotting blood or the sound of his piss in my belly gushing around as he fucked me hard But either way i was happy as he was drained i was filled with his juices and knowing his juice was been absorbed in me amazing roll on saturday hes comming back just wish he was poz or had some bugs to share

Literally seconds. I was ready to workout, just changed into my slutty gym outfit and was walking through the locker room and a guy gave me a devilish smile and walked into the handicapped bigger stall. So I just literally followed him in. Pulled down my skin tight short shorts and g-string and his cock went rock hard after he a9aw my g-string tan line. He fucked me raw and came in literally 2 minutes... Just enough time for me to give a bit of a scream just to let the entire locker room think.. "was that a scream of a gay guy getting fucked in the BR. Lol. Happened maybe 6 months ago. Never saw him again at the gym.

I would have thought that a bottom getting fucked whilst sleeping would be an uncommon event - I have never dozed off in any of the many, many hours I’ve spent in bathhouse rooms with open doors, but I’ve always assumed that anyone who came upon me asleep would just think, “Oh, he’s sleeping,” and move on. Most Tops say they don’t enjoy a lazy bottom, and you don’t get much lazier than asleep. You could as easily fuck a bushel bag of beans and get the same reaction if the guy doesn’t wake up. Which brings me to: How can you not wake up when someone begins fucking you? I suppose some people are really deep sleepers, but are we really here just talking about guys messed up on drugs? I noticed that an earlier poster said that he never passed out but often blacked out - well, what’s the difference, and if there is one, if you blacked out, how would you know if you passed out in the meantime? Why is this even desirable except to give a guy something to fap to after the fact? I’d rather be awake to anticipate a fuck - and savor my active participation in it when it happens. Besides, bathhouse bottoming is like fishing - if you want to be successful you have to know how to use your bait. If you just lay it out there like something dead, you aren’t going to be very appetizing. But if you’re alert... and at just the right moment, when they think you don’t know they’re looking, you twitch your ass - hooked. 🙂

Went up to the fuck tree in Hampstead Heath last night, arrived bang on 9pm. Soon thought I may have arrived too early as all that happened for ages was a few people continuing to circle around the tree with no commitment to either of the two of us bent over the fuck tree. Even when someone finally got into action with the other guy, it was with a condom and his cock was fairly inadequate for the job. By 10.30pm, the other guy gave up in disappointment. Suddenly I was the only one bent over the tree offering myself to all takers. Then with more people arriving finally one guy came up to me and shoved his bare cock up me and proceeding to give me the barebacking I was craving that evening. It didn't take him long to thrust his cock for one last time to load me. After that there were three people bent over the tree, but only one guy using a condom, doing the rounds, taking it in turns forcefully to fuck each of us. After the violent thrusting I was given and the lateness of the hour, when I needed to catch the last train home, I decided sadly to leave the heath, just as a good dozen people were heading to the area I was vacating. It wasn't the cumslut experience I was hoping for, but I did enjoy the one load I received.

Years back when I was in my 40's I used to spend a lot of time at the local sauna and I did very well because I had a very nice muscled body that made me look younger. For a couple of years I used to see an ugly guy in his 50's, with a hump in his back. He fucked me for the first time in the dark room but after that I knew that at the sauna if I saw that guy I was getting his load. It was hot seeing him fuck me because he enjoyed fucking an attractive bottom.

I have gotten gono 3x , chlamydia 1x and Hep B in my 15 years of barebacking. Been on PreP 5 months and just caught syph from my last big cum dump session 3 months ago. Will be taking my big needle shot in 2 days...ouch! I fortunately developed immunity to the Hep B so no problems there. Planning another big Hotel Pump and dump + Slammer visit in February...may end up with some bugs again.

Lets SHARE ouer PIG AIDS and nasty STDs.. infect YOUNG NEG PIGS!!! im also pervert bareback biohazard. sSatan PIG fucker very few limits. carry full-blown aids and med resistant syph, plus horny hep c strains?

I was 12

There have been a few times that I've convinced a condom user to bareback me by refusing to let him fuck me, unless it's raw. I'll usually say that I have a latex allergy (which I don't. lol) and can't use a condom. Sometimes that works. But, not always. What I find works more often is to straddle them, put their cockhead up to my asshole and rub my asshole against their cockhead. I'll make sure that my ass is pre-lubed. As I'm grinding against their cockheads, most guys get so horny, that when I finally slide down onto their cocks, they will just let me. A few times the guy has pulled out and insisted on a condom. But the vast majority will just "go with the flow" and fuck me until they cum. I did this recently by a really hot German/Dutch young man in Amsterdam. He's been fucking me regularly for several months. And he's an absolutely amazing, dominant, aggressive top. Sadly, so far, he's always insisted in using a condom. He's such a great top, I let him. However, a few days ago, he had already fucked me once with a condom. We continued to caress and kiss each other after the first fuck and he stayed hard. I finally straddled him and began to grind my ass on his hard, raw cock. My ass was still lubed from the first fuck. I added a little spit to my hole and rubbed my ass on his cock. I finally lowered my ass down on his cock and it went up inside me, raw. I leaned forward and kissed him as I began to rock on his cock. He did fuck me raw for about 5 minutes, but he finally pulled out and jacked off on my hole. I'm determined to get him to seed my hole the next time.

If i am going to a back room or a sex party I always throw a good syringe full of baby oil into my cunt before I get there. That way if anyone wants to use a condom so be it - but it will usually break and my hole gets its nourishment - seed

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