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After I became a bareback poz chem pig I remember I needed to do something really evil and twisted to celebrate my conversion. Being raised a good old Christian boy I used to go to church and I remember one of the choir boys was particularly beautiful, almost like an angel. I knew I had to have him and ruin something so pure and perfect. I remember going back to church just to see him sing and could tell he was at least bi most likely closeted gay. I made sure to 'accidentally' bump into him after and put on the mask of being a good 'big brother' looking for mates to hang out with. Worked as planned and after inviting him back to mine to play on my PlayStation I soon had him drinking his first alcoholic drink (heavily laced with G but I told him all alcohol tastes like that) things were moving kinda slowly for my liking so I went in for the kill and showed him a good time. The g was kicking in a bit but the frigid virgin was tensing up and asking me to slow down as it was his first time. He was too sweet to not fuck and I needed to feel my toxic cum in him and so started to show him how real men fuck. I can still remember him half high and horny and as I was ripping our clothes off he saw my cock and his eyes almost bulged out of his head in fear. I remember entering his tight hole as he tried to tell me I was too big. He knew I wasn't going to stop until I shot and then the fag started to pray, actually closed his eyes and pray as I took his cherry. I would have laughed if I wasn't so eager to cum and lucky for him I quickly found his prostate and the prayers turned to piggy squeals and I knew he was mine. I dumped probably 4 loads in him that afternoon and we met up whenever I was back in town. Good kid lol.

Smoked a shit load of t and I need to infect a hot neg boy. Too fucking high and horny to act like a good guy though so scaring away the hot dumb teens on Grindr

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 just got out of a four-hour fuck and parTy session with a sexy, much younger black guy from Alabama, staying at a cheap motel on highway 51 I think it is, between Memphis and Millington where there is a big airforce base which attracts some hot 'travelers' coming through. Dude was on grindr and I figured with an ot-of-towner I can be straight forward and dropped a bold hint at bareback after the second line... no objections. 'Versatile?',and asked and YES I said. He had one of those sexy 'two-toned' dicks I love and a big, bold knob. The pictures were irresistible... Clothes right off, eating ass, sucking dick and I swiftly tried that dick on for size and fit. It fit like a glove and I took it for a test-ride till his eyes rolled back... he played with my pierced nipples like I had cued him on my personal fetish and I was in pig heaven. He tried to make me switch with him at some point but his ass was too tight and my blue pill didn't kick in and besides... T wrecks my hydraulic! Apparently this went on without me time go by and dude said: "Man, this is some real... BONDING shit!" He finally busted his nut in me and I'm holding onto it like a treasure... knowing I just accepted a total stranger's DNA always puts me in a trance and post-orgasmic trance that will last until I jerk myself to sleep after a bit of this here and looking at saved tumblr pics... Dude wants more tomorrow, and has a handsome white redneck buddy over there. I want some of that too... I feel an insatiable yearning. The week is starting nicely!

I used to have a fuck buddy who would stop by every Thursday night to come in and fuck me blindfolded. Our "pump n dump" agreement was three would be no conversation just verbal sexual talk, and that I'd be ass up, pre-lubed and ready for him every week. This went on for months until one Thursday I noticed that his "pattern" of walking into the room had changed, and I knew right away that either someone came in with him and he was trying to be quiet, or someone different altogether was there. It didn't take me long to confirm my suspicions when this new guy started to shove his monster cock up my ass, stretching me in ways I hadn't been stretched in a long time. Although I knew it was someone new, I didn't say anything and just let him pound the fuck out of my hole and seed me. I turned around and sucked him clean, admiring his monster cock and then he left. He left me wrecked and sore as fuck. The next week I could tell that it was my regular buddy who had stopped by to fuck me again and I didn't make any mention of what happened the previous week, knowing our agreed upon rules. After that week, I started to experience a slew of random different guys coming to fuck me in between visits from my regular buddy, including a few return visits from the guy with the monster dick, and each time I just went about my business, never saying anything to them or to my buddy when he returned in a subsequent week. This arrangement went on for a few years until my original buddy got a job transfer and he moved away. A few months later he texted me to tell me he missed our arrangement and then he finally asked me if I had noticed that he had sent other guys in his place at times, and I told him yes, I had noticed but kept it to myself. He told me the whole thing started when he was talking to one of his buddies about me (the one with the big dick) and telling his buddy what a willing hole I was and his friend suggested maybe they should swap, so they did. After they got away with it the first time, it became a game for them to find other friends of theirs to fuck me, knowing that I'd have no idea who these guys were but that they would know all of the guys who fucked me. The whole thought made me hard again and I told him that although I was puzzled at first, I had trusted him enough to know he'd never send anyone to put me in danger. They got off on knowing all their friends had fucked me as well. About six months later I was out at a club and I noticed a guy who kept looking my direction. I was sure I didn't know him and he really wasn't my "type" and since I was with friends who knew nothing about my slutty side, I didn't really engage him in any way. Later that night I went off to the bathroom and walked by him and noticed out of the corner of my eye that he had started to follow me into the bathroom. I was standing at the urinal taking a piss when he walked up behind me and said "you don't know me, but I'm that massive cock that used to destroy your hole on Thursday nights..." and at the same time I felt his hand go into my back pocket and feel my ass. I turned around but he had disappeared as quickly as he had appeared behind me. After I left the bathroom I kind of looked for him but didn't see him again. I went on with the night not thinking much of it but at the same time kind of curious to put the face with the dick. After I got home, I was getting undressed and emptying my pockets and I found a folded napkin in my back pocket with a phone number and a note that said "Let me pick up where you old buddy left off. If you're interested, call this number and say nothing more than 'Yes'". I called the number and it was his work number, so I did as instructed and simply said "Yes" and hung up. I wondered for the next day or two if and when I'd hear back from him but it was now Tuesday and I hadn't heard a word, so I thought maybe he was playing with me and figured maybe it wasn't meant to happen. Thursday came and suddenly it hit me like a brick. He said he wanted to pick up where my old buddy left off, so maybe he wanted to start filling the Thursday slot. I canceled my dinner plans and went home and got myself ready at the usual time like I used to do for my buddy. Our regular time came and went and it was now 45 minutes past our usual starting time. I had thought maybe he wasn't going to show but something told me to wait a little longer. About five minutes later I heard my front door open and I assumed my usual position. He walked into the bedroom and saw me there and said "That's a good slut, waiting patiently for his dick to arrive," and he quickly went to work on my ass. He did take over my other buddy's position, not just in fucking me but in also sending others he knew to fuck me as well. That continued for about another year and a half and then he had to move due to some family issues with his parents. I really enjoyed that time in my life and it gave me a great appreciation for anonymous fucks.

First post here after lurking for years. I’m a 25 year old skinny white guy, an eight inch cock, just a little bit hairy. I'm total vers- can be a dom top or a cumdump bottom. I got out of work early on Friday afternoon and felt the irresistible urge to take a few loads up my ass. It had been a while since I did that and my hole was hungry. I went home, showered, then took the subway to Chelsea to hit up the video booths at the Blue Store, which is always a pretty reliable place to cruise. The backroom containing the video booths was pretty crowded, given that it was around 5:00 on a Friday afternoon. I picked a booth with an empty one next to it, put my money in the slot and dropped my pants. I was wearing a red Cellblock 13 jockstrap. I heard a guy enter the booth next to mine and, through the glory hole, saw him take out his cock. Without a word, he slipped his thick, hairy uncut cock through into my booth and I started sucking it. I could taste lube and cum on him, and assumed he had just been fucking someone. I lubed up my hole, took a hit of poppers, and turned around to press my ass up to his cock. It took a minute for him to get past my tight hole, but once he was in he started pounding me hard, stretching me out and shaking the whole row of booths. I’m sure everyone else in there could hear what was going on. After a very short time, he shot a big cumload balls-deep in my hole. No warning or anything. All of a sudden I felt his cock start to twitch and then a warm pressure deep inside me. He pulled out and zipped up, leaving the door open as he exited the booth. I remained crouched, ass pressed against the glory hole, making it clear to anyone passing the booth that my ass was ready to be used. As I waited I could feel his cum starting to drip out of my hole and onto my jockstrap. I heard a few guys crack open the door checking it out, and after a minute someone entered and latched the door. I couldn’t help my curiosity and turned around to get a quick peek at him, seeing an older, bearish guy. He was dressed in a suit and I remember seeing he was wearing a wedding band. He didn’t waste any time, but instead immediately began rubbing his cock against my wet hole. Once hard, he pushed his way into my ass, and held steady as I rode him, working my ass up and down his dick as best I could. His cock was relatively small, and his bush was thick and grey. He pounded me for so long I twice had to add money to the video machine, but eventually he blew, rewarding me with another big load. After he had left I went out to the street for a cigarette after that, and found myself chatting on Grindr with a top who invited me to come to his place so he could use my ass. I walked a few blocks to his fancy 'doorman building', took the elevator up to his apartment and immediately got ass up on his bed. He asked me to turn around and suck him first. Of course I obliged. He was around 40 years old, great body, with shaved pubes and a decent cock. It didn’t take long before it grew to full stature in my mouth. As I worked his cock he fingered my ass, so I took that as a sign he was ready for the entree. I flipped around and felt him slide his cock into my ass, at first gently, but readily speeding up and getting pretty aggressive. He commented my hole felt really loose and wet, so I responded, telling him I had just taken two loads at the video booths. He berated me as a filthy slut and a faggot, slapping my ass a few times as he pulled details from me about the other two guys who had used me. Outwardly he was quite pissed I was such a whore, but he continually fucked my ass, ever harder, using both his hands to shove my face down in the pillow and pulling my hair. He grabbed my legs and flipped me over so we were facing each other and I could see the anger and hate in his eyes. He spit in my face and slapped me hard while he kept calling me a pathetic faggot and a disgusting whore until finally I felt him ejaculate in me. He immediately pulled out and told me to get the fuck out of his apartment. I left his place with my shoes untied and still buttoning up my shirt with my ass dripping cum. Today, Sunday, I again felt the urge, and hit-up a bunch of tops on Grindr asking each if he needed a cumdump and providing some photographs of my ass being bred. One guy with a blank profile responded immediately asking for my address. I gave it to him, asked for pics but he wouldn’t send any. He said he’d be there in ten minutes and that I should be ass up waiting for him in a blindfold. I was happy to comply. Sure enough, ten minutes later I hear my door creak open and footsteps walking down the hallway. He opened by tonguing my hole a bit, then he lubed me up and slid his cock in. It felt average sized. He didn’t say anything while he pounded me at first, but when I started moaning and begging for his cum he called me a faggot and told me to shut up. I did, and he pounded me in silence for a few minutes before I felt him tense up. He didn’t change his rhythm, but I felt it as he pumped waves and waves of semen into me. He pulled out and made me lick him clean and I managed to get a good view of him despite the blindfold. He was in his late twenties, of mixed race, decently hot - with a bit of a belly. He was hairy all around, with huge low-hanging balls. I could smell his man scent as I lightly sucked on his balls while I fingered my hole. He abruptly pushed me away and put his clothes back on and left. I will be taking loads again next weekend, and will make sure to tell you what happens.

Part 4; I downed my K infused drink. Sir took the empty glass, placed it in his locker, and locked up. He then started to show me his finger nails. They were long, and had been sharpened to a fine point. - You like my nails, boy? - They look very sharp Sir. - Stand up and put your arms against my locker, and arch that bubble ass out. - Yes Sir I heard him spit, then felt the back of two of his fingers slide over and over my hole. - SPREAD your legs, boy, - Yes Sir. I did as I was told. Soon I felt the points to two of his fingernails scratch at my hole in a quick motion. It was a little painful, but, it was also pleasurable. - So, your boyfriend tells me you want to become a poz pig. - Yes Sir. I have craved it for years. I NEED it, N☢️W. No sooner had I uttered those words he shoved his two fingers inside my ass. I let out a loud grunt from his sheer force, which turned into frequent grunts of pain as he jabbed roughly in and out, making sure he was digging into my inner ass flesh. - Just as well boy, because your new Master has AIDS. And, he will be in your veins very soon. 🐐☠️ Those very words made my already tight asshole twitch, and clamp down on his fingers even tighter, which only served to intensify the pleasure and pain I was already experiencing, and enjoying. Someone who had just arrived to the club walked past to get to their locker. They obviously had read what my boyfriend had written down the centre of my back as I heard; - Virgin? Not by the end of the night he won't be. - You are correct there. And I have from a reliable source, his boyfriend no less, who was going to take this pigs virginity tonight in front of a crowd, that as of right now he is in-fact still a virgin. Want to watch me take it instead, from him, right now? - Ordinarily I would quite happily just say yes, but the fact you are sporting two such beautiful Scorpion tattoos, I say; Fuck yeah. Sting the neg cunt! 🦂 The man that I had been instructed to address as Sir, withdrew his fingers. I then heard him unzip his Leather Jockstrap, and position the tip of his Dick on my hole, and I felt something sharp at the same time. He pushed, and pushed, then pop, half of his cock head was inside. I guess now I was literally seconds away from losing my virginity. Would my boyfriend come around the corner to find me in time to take me away to take it for himself? As I thought about my boyfriend finding me so we could orchestrate our original plan, Sir gripped onto my waist very firmly, and plunged his Dick, RAW, deep inside my ass. I gasped, then held that gasp in as I truly began the journey to my new life. Without a pause Sir was fucking me aggressively, and my gasp that I was holding fell out with a combination of repetitive grunts and whimpers. My stomach felt like it was being poked by a hot rod, and my ass was now burning. Plus, I felt this sharp sensation each time he slid in, and slid out. My grunts and whimpers soon were just whimpers as I struggled with the pain, even though I was really very much enjoying getting fucked. For the first time!! Continuing to pound my ass, Sir brought his stubbly face to my neck/ear ... - Not a virgin anymore, are we, you fucking filthy pig. Our Master has given me an extremely virulent strain of the bug that you crave, and before I take you to him, you are gonna get the mutated version, very soon, deep inside your guts. Want to change your mind about getting infected, pig? - It took all I could within to be able to get out an audible ... 'No'. - Sorry, I didn't hear THAT! - I NEED to get infected, Sir. - Good pig. Because, you have been chosen to receive a very unique gift. Now, we had better get you away from here before your very foolish boyfriend finds us.

That's the picture of my PA...

Part 1 It was the middle of the night and I awoke to the sounds of my son Matthew fumbling in the dark trying to find his flip-flops in our dark rv. "Sorry, Dad. I gotta go take a shit," he remarked as he slid his feet into his sandals, heading out the door. This was not unusual, as the campground where we were staying didn't have hookups, so we used the camp toilets which were really just outhouses. It was also not unusual for him to run off shirtless. He hardly ever wore a shirt unless absolutely necessary, but I certainly understood his aversion to shirts: at just one month shy of 20, he was in his prime. He had just finished his freshman year at university where he was on the football team. Not that he had actually played any games yet, but he still had to train hard, and keep fit. And boy did he. At 6'2", he was a tight 190 lbs of head-turning perfection. All the ladies drooled over his curly brown hair, which he kept a respectable shaggy length. His profile showed a strong nose, a stronger jawline, and plump lips that were absolutely enticing. In addition his broad he sported tan, wide shoulders, chiseled, smooth pecs, a narrow waist, perfectly formed, round ass, oh, and his strong legs were lightly covered in dark hair. The only other hair on his body was a light treasure trail, and his dark, bushy pits. His facial hair hadn't really started coming in very heavy, and he still had rosy cheeks which suggested a boyish glow to his face. Then his eyes. Oh my gosh, his big blue eyes framed in thick dark lashes. His mother's eyes. That's what drew me to her first, so many years ago. But how times change. She's still a wonderful person, we just are more like friends now. Still married, just cause it's easier financially, but that's it. The sex ended years ago, and we've had separate bedrooms for quite a while. She says I snore too loud. Of course it doesn't help that she put on a hundred pounds since our wedding. But I do have my sexual releases. Unkown to my wife, I've always been bisexual, and have had a long time fling with my best friend Brian down the street. We keep each other satisfied. Me? Well, I'm not too bad for 43. I'm six feet, and weigh in at 195 pounds. I work out, usually with Matthew, but still am treading the dad bod territory a bit. My salt and pepper hair and distinguished beard certainly help me. I was in the army for 20 years stationed right here, so I receive a pension, and in addition I sell cars. So all in all, things are pretty good. Matthew still lives at home, which I like, if only as it saves money. Matthew was never much of a party kid, instead he was a genuinely pleasant kid, which meant we gave him all the freedom he wants. Living in our basement bedroom, Matthew uses a private entrance to the basement, and we don't frown on his friends staying over. My wife never joins us on our camping trips, she hates it, so it's always been something special my son and I do. I have always treasured our trips, especially now he's almost a grown man. "Dammit," I mumbled to myself. "The fucking power of suggestion. Now I gotta shit!" I grumbled as I put my own flip-flops on and headed into the night, but not before I pulling on a shirt. Walking down the gravel path toward the shitters, I enjoyed the pure peace of a mountain night, however as the outhouses came into sight, I could hear whispering. Specifically, I heard two male voices. Now, at first glance that wouldn't be unusual, although the hour was very late, but when I realized the conversation was occurring within the outhouses, and further realized I wasn't really hearing a dialogue, but rather I was hearing grunting, and panting. You know: sex sounds. When I reached the toilets, I definitely heard a man ask "Yeah, you like that you little slut? You like taking that cock like a bitch?" And I heard another man say, "Yeah, fuck me. I AM a nasty slut! I want your cum in my ass!" IT WAS MATTHEW!! Oh my fucking God! My son was getting dicked in a dirty, smelly outhouse! I froze, not knowing what to do. Should I bang on the door? Should I slip away? My heart pounded as I tried to quickly digest what was happening. My little boy, my Matthew, was getting fucked by a total stranger. And he was liking it. No, he was LOVING it!! He was begging for it. The man fucking him was calling him nasty, degrading things, and my son was pleading for more! I couldn't move, I was transfixed. It was like a car wreck, I couldn't turn away. Then I realized, I didn't WANT to turn away. My cock was rock hard in my shorts. What the fuck? Listening to my son get used turned me on? I had never thought of my son like that! Sure, I could recognize his physical beauty, but I never thought of him sexually. Now that's ALL I could think about. Imagining what he looked like right now, taking a cock up his ass made my own cock ache. Listening to their filthy talk and animal noises made me want to join them. I wanted to be the one fucking Matthew right now! I could hear the man say, "I'm gonna cum slut. Gonna fill you up with a huge load!" Then Matthew begging for it. "Oh fuck yeah! Breed me! I'm a fucking cumdump. That's what I'm for!" That's when I high-tailed it back to our rv, shit or no shit. But before I was out of hearing range I heard the top grunt as he shot his load into my son's hole, to which Matthew moaned in appreciation as his guts were filled with sperm. Now out of breath and my heart racing, I jumped into our rv, kicked-off my sandals as I decided how I would respond to what I had learned. Should I confront him? Should I pretend nothing had happened? While I recognized ignoring what I learned would be the course most parents would take, a voice in my mind suggested 'This could be a golden opportunity. You have the power over him right now'. I had to ask myself, however, if that was what I wanted, recognizing Matthew could freak-out, permanently damaging our relationship, but I also considered Matthew had begged that strange man to use him. "Fuck it!" I thought, as I ripped off my shorts and climbed under my covers, "my son is obviously a cock hungry slut!" Some ten minutes passed before Matthew finally returned, long enough for my breathing and heart rate to return to normal, but not long enough to lose my hardon, or my nerve. "Everything come out okay, son?" I asked as he climbed inside. "Huh, oh, yeah. Just a little constipated, you know," he replied kicking off his flip-flops and crawling under his blankets on our bed. I could smell the sex on him and my cock ached more. "Good night, Dad," he murmured as he lay facing away from me. I waited a few seconds, then inched closer to him. I could feel him tense up as I pulled his blanket up and pulled mine off. The smell of fresh sperm hit me like a mac truck, making my dick pulse. I slid my body next to his as he froze in fear, not sure what to expect. I leaned into his ear as I touched the wet spot where cum had leaked out and whispered, "I know." "Dad......"he started to say. "Shh shh shh," I silenced him, as I pulled the elastic waist band of his shorts down. "It's okay, Matty. Daddy's not mad that you're a little cockwhore." I lightly rubbed his freshly fucked assring, feeling the slimy goo. Matthew moaned a little bit. "Daddy's just disappointed he didn't get it first," slipping two fingers into my son. He moaned a tad louder, so I let him know "But it's okay. Daddy loves sloppy seconds." I slid my fingers into his mouth so he could taste his ass. Then I instructed "Now, pull down your shorts." Matthew complied, removing his shorts, revealing his own throbbing erection. He may have his mother's eyes, but he has his daddy's dick. Before now, I had never seen it erect, but it was a carbon copy of mine. Not thick, but about eight inches long, uncircumcised, and with a wicked curve that could hit all the places inside. "Did you cum?" He shook his head yes, unable to speak. "And you're rock hard again? I guess you truly are a slut." He just shook his head again. I pulled back my foreskin and placed the head of my cock against his wet hole. "Good," I said as I slid my cock slowly into my son. "Daddy wants his little boy to be a good slut for him." Matthew moaned in approval as I buried my bone all the way in his warm, wet, hungry fuck chute, pressing it hard into his prostate. I just held it there as I whispered, "no more secrets." "No more secrets," Matthew returned. I began to saw my cock in and out of my boy's hungry pussy, pushing hard into his prostate as he let out little grunts and moans, obviously loving that his Dad was finally fucking his slutty hole. He reached to jerk his erect cock, but I slapped his hands away, growling into his ear, "No, don't touch your cock, boy until I tell you to." "I'm sorry Sir." He whispered. His natural submissiveness only made my cock swell more in his ass. I wrapped my arms around him, grabbing his hands and squeezed him tight against my body. He squeezed my hands back as he squeezed his glorious asslips around my cock, eliciting a throaty growl from deep inside me. My son definitely had a talented cunt. I knew I wasn't going to last long with his man pussy milking my cock, as I slid in and out of his cum slick chute. Knowing another man's cock had just been in my son, fucking him, using him, cumming in him was too much for my brain to handle. I knew I was close. "Tell me what you want son," I whispered in his ear, "tell your Dad what his nasty, slutty, cumdump of a son wants. Tell me what you are, boy." "I want your cum, Daddy," he whispered back in short gasps as I pounded his prostate hard. "I want you to use me as a cum receptacle. I was born to be fucked and used. I'm a slut, Dad, I'm just a cumdump. Shoot your load in my ass, Dad. Do it. I want your seed in me." That did it. Hearing my son begging for my load pushed me over the edge. I buried my cock as deep as I could in my boy and let out a long, deep moan as my dick throbbed and flexed, pumping what I knew was a huge load into my slut's guts, mixing with the load the other man dumped in him not even a half hour earlier. "Oh Matty," I moaned as his ass muscles milked all the cum out of me. "Daddy's going to be using this hole a lot from now on." "Yessssss," he softly hissed in reply.

This is how I feel. In my cunt is a massive jigsaw puzzle of human genetic diversity. Every time I get a new load fucked up into my guts, I have one more piece of the genetic puzzle absorbed into my DNA. My goal is to collect every kind of human DNA up in my cunt.

Met an Indian student from the local uni last night and he bred me twice.......im with him again tonight and he has promised to squirt 3 or more loads up me......he has also said he would like another top to fuck me sometime and he can breed me after it.......btw- he has the cutest smile I've seen........happy days

Kink shaming prudes are just repressed pigs *begging* to be set free. Very few guys who rode my toxic meat can resist it again and they all shut up about being judgemental condom Queens. It makes me laugh how easy it is to change their minds and status lol.

I love going to the bookstore as you know everyone there is looking to get off. I went into the back hall where they listed all the movies playing and i made sure to pay attention to the gay videos shown. One black guy turned toward me in sweats and his cock was hard and fully tenting out the front of his pants. I groped him through his pants and asked if he wanted to fuck a nice ass. His answer was to grab my hand and guide it under his shorts to a very nice thick cock. I told him i wanted him inside me and we went to the first room in the hallway. He turned around and asked who else wanted to fuck this white whore's ass and a few other guys started toward the room. I was going commando in shorts so i was able to immediately drop my shorts and bend over showing him my lubed ass and inviting him to use my hole. He slid his cockhead up and down my crack, getting the lube on his nice mushroom head. Reaching back i guided him to my hole and started leaning back to take him in. He was really thick and it was all i could do to try to relax as he slid into me. Grunting from the initial pain i felt him just push all the way in before he started slowly fucking me. Another cock slapped my face and i leaned forward to swallow him. The black guy impaling my ass started pounding hard telling me he was going to fill my ass with cum and pushing the other guy all the way down my throat. I was disappointed that he didn't last long but as soon as he pulled out another guy got behind me and thrust hard into my ass. He didn't say a word as he grabbed my hips and started pounding me like there was no tomorrow. Without saying anything he held me against him as he came inside me and then pushed the guy in my mouth away so i could clean his cock. I spent 3 hours there stark naked and by the time i left tonight i had 9 loads in my ass and 3 down my throat and i didn't know a single guy who had used me.

Nice! you are a beast like me. I started mid teens and was a Slut out of the gate. Wher others recoil in horror at the idea of so many sex partners, especially in a group setting where others can watch, I embraced it and regard my sexual excesses as a badge of honor among males,

Friday night went to a sauna in Manchester, got fucked 6 times, 4 in darkroom and 2 through gloryhole. Got late, i phoned my regular Pakistani taxi driver, who picked me up, drove me home asked me about my evening, told him in detail, horny he came in and fucked me in my lounge over my chair, i cleaned him off, all the previous loads coated his cock. 1 hour later, got a message from one of his taxi mates, who called, fucked me on my bed on my back, his hairy chest and nipples were rubbing against mine and could hear all the squealching of cum in me and shot deep in me, showered and left.

Linked up wit a guy of grindr. Im a chub hes a chaser. Went to his place after chatting for a bit. Got there we smoked and chatted a bit. As the weed is kickin in we start to explore each other. Now this boy is gorgeous. 23 mixed lean swimmer build and nice six pac which i love more than cock. Work my way down his tummy to his whispy happy trail. Slide his boxer briefs down revealing a beautiful penis. Now ive had em all. All shapes sizes colors u name it but this boy was perfection 7.5 big mushroom med thickness. Sucked him for good twenty mins before he brought me to his bedroom and starting tongueing my hole. He get my hole slick n wet wen he asks if im ready. He reached for the lube and a rubber and normally i dont bb random guys even though raw is my pref but im on prep now sooooo im more willing to take it raw. But i say jus spit on ur cock and push in. No lube no rubber😛 so he agrees i take a big pull of poppers and he slides rt in! Amazing we fuck for bout twenty mins when i say gimmie those swimmers n he happily obliged. I grip down jus as he starts to cum and i can feel it pulsing( which is an amazing feeling but lets be honest guys we dont always feel them pulsing) this sets me off and i hands free ( which happens about as often as the female orgasm lol) He was perfection a sweet boy that id worship if he wud let me cant wait to feel his big cock again.

Part 8; My boyfriend climbed into the piss pool and sat on ledge, so we could see/hear each other. - You were meant to wait for me on the Dancefloor. What happened? You have been missing for hours! - Sorry. The Man you left me with took me away and used me for a while. - BUT, he said he had not seen you all night when I asked him. C'mon, I think it is time we went home. And when we get home I am going to take that ridiculous virginity of yours, and give you what it is that you so desperately desire. By now I was sat upright, in the piss pool. I stuck the first part of 3 of my fingers in my cunt, brought them to my nose, and took in the smell of my Masters mutated DNA. - Sorry. But my virginity has been taken, by Sir, whose poz cum I now have in my cunt. - Who the hell is Sir? Sir tapped my boyfriend on his shoulder. - I am SIR! - But, wha', I mean, you have been deceiving me since the moment we met. What game do you think you are playing at? - I have just been following my Masters simple orders. 🐐 And my friend, this is no game! You see, my Master is now his Master as well, and he is at home eagerly awaiting the arrival of his new boy, and, it is my responsibility in transporting him there in a timely manner. We are leaving NOW! You will go to your locker, fetch your boys belongings, and meet us at my locker, which is locker number 9. Sir gave the nod, and in a flash the Skinhead picked me up in his arms, and followed Sir to his locker. Once there I was stripped from the now piss drenched knee length red socks, and red rubber gloves. Some piss had collected inside the gloves, and one at a time Sir tipped the contents into my mouth, making me drink every last drop. He also removed my leash. The only think now on my body, was the locked chain around my neck, which symbolized that my boyfriend owned me. I sat on the floor whilst waiting for Sir and the Skinhead to get all their stuff from the lockers, and my boyfriend to come. My boyfriend came, and I got into my loose tee, trackies, and trainers. He just watched me, not saying a word. The atmosphere was tense! Sir scooped me up and carried me all the way to the club entrance, with the Skinhead and my boyfriend both following. We all walked to Sir's car which happened to be only 3 cars down from the car I arrived in. As the 3 of us got into Sir's car (myself in the passengers seat) my boyfriend ran to his. Sir put on Opera music, and loudly, for the LONG drive. We had been driving for ages when the passenger in the back piped up, and having to shout ... - Hey mate, are we nearly there yet? We have been driving for 90 bloody minutes, 30 of which we've been in the middle of nowhere. Sir turned the Opera music down. - Almost there my friend. --- I do believe your boyfriend has followed us. I knew he would. That might just go in our Master's favour! He has made so many foolish errors tonight regarding his boy. Will he make a final one, in your name? *tut tut tut* We drove for another 30 minutes, and arrived at these huge electronic cast iron gates, which were also guarded by 4 Guard Dogs. The gates slowly opened, and both cars drove in. It was then another few minutes down a windy bumpy lane, and here we were, at MY NEW Master's house! It was HUGE. There was the front door to the house which was bang in the middle, then 2 large windows either side of the main door, plus, 4 stories high. There must have been about 36 rooms, at a guess. It was also rather eerie, as, every window was pitch black, no lights were on. Except on the top floor at the end to the right, the windows were open, and the room was lit up with a fizzling fire red glow. I became transfixed with this brightly lit room, and suddenly I was having to catch my breath. There was also this strange sensation inside my cunt. Like something was gently prodding the entire length of it. Repetitively! Sir led us all to the front door. I say 'door'. There was no actual door, just another big cast iron gate. Sir got out the large key, in, turn, click. He opened the gate which creaked on it's hinges, and in we all went. Addressing my boyfriend and the Skinhead, Sir said whilst nodding to a corner room; - I need to prepare for Master. Will you please wait in there. I will collect you when I am ready. Sir then took me down to the basement which was FREEEEEZING. Again, I was ordered to strip naked. He then got a pair of electric hair trimmers, and proceeded to trim my body hair all over. All I used to do at home was shave my cunt hole, and trim my pubes so they were just tidy. From the neck down he was trimming everything down to it's root, including arm and leg hair. I was relieved he was leaving my thick golden curly locks on my head. My pride and joy. Once done he ordered me into this huge shower area that could easily fit a couple dozen people. It was basic grey breeze block brick work with a granite type flooring. The water went on. I screamed as it hit my skin as it was only tepid. Sir got naked himself, and joined me. Goodness, I wanted him to FUCK my cunt. I planted my hands against the cold bricks, stuck my ass out and pleaded; - PLEASE Sir, FUCK me. - Not this time boy. We have work to do. And you have kept your Master waiting long enough. - Sorry Sir. He got a razor and proceeded to make smooth what the electronic clippers could not manage. He shaved every last piece of hair off of me from the neck down. I was now HAIRLESS! We dried ourselves, and then Sir started to rub Almond oil all over me which eventually covered me EVERYWHERE from the neck down. He took two pairs of these black silk trousers that were low cut waist, and there was one button where a top button would be, just for fine detail purposes. It was a cream coloured button, with a Black Goat Heads emblem. He put a pair on himself, and the other pair he would be taking upstairs. And now came for my attire. He dressed me in a knee length transparent chiffon night shirt, which had these Black Goat emblem buttons all the way down. He then took a step back ---> - Oh YES. Master is going to LOVE you! 👺🐐

I am very verbal when I’m getting fucked. Especially if it’s a ripe hairy straight breeder daddy who is calling my ass a pussy and talking about knocking me up! I moan like a banshee when a big cock is stretching my hole and grunt like a pig when I’m already stretched out and in heat.

Part 7; Sir stood about 1 metre away from and with his back to our sling - Hey. I literally left the dance-floor for no more than 5 minutes. I came back, BOTH of you were gone. What the HELL happened? - Oh, I assumed you two became reunited. Several seconds after you left for your piss, he followed you. And that is why I got here 20 minutes ago, at 1.55am, ready for your show where you were going to take your boyfriend's virginity, and knock him up. - Well, I haven't seen him since I left him with you. - Oh, neither have I. - You haven't seen him that entire time? - No. Well, I plan to stay in this area until at least 3.15am. Why don't you come back in 1 hour. If he passes by during that time, I shall keep him here and keep him out of trouble, until you come back. - You'll be in this same spot? - Possibly. If not I most likely will be in the piss pool area opposite. Just over there. - Thanks you for your help. I'll be back here in 1 hour then. - See ya. There seemed to be quite a pause where I couldn't hear any voices I was familiar with, and I wasn't being touched either. All I could sense was muffled voices in the background, and tribal sounds being played out over the speaker system. Then, after a while I felt the cloak slowly uncovering me. BUT, when it got to my neck, it stopped, so my face remained covered. I didn't feel anything enter me, but I immediately felt the hot poker sensation sliding right through my cunt all the way to what again felt like my stomach, and that burning. My cunt was burning that little bit more again than the last time. And so was I. I started to feel really hot and sweaty with a pair of large hands rubbing over my wet torso. I knew they were Sir's, and I knew he was inside me again. Only this time it didn't feel like a mere fuck. It felt like a ritual, and I was about to get well and truly stung. (IF I truly wanted it, that is). Sir started to speak once again. His voice still distorted, but now it was much deeper again. I don't know how I was doing it, but, I was just managing to decipher what he was saying. - Well, your boyfriend was just way too easy. I cannot wait to see his face when he realizes that it won't be his DNA that will be controlling you. Fuck yeah. You ready for your first ever load sprayed in your cunt, pig? - Yes Sir - It's highly toxic! You do realize if I cum inside you, you will have no choice but to come with me to meet your new Master tonight to transfer from the mutated strain I am about to give to you, to the original virulent strain in it's most potent pure form. A lot will be expected of you before you would receive his ultimate DNA. If you truly accept your chosen fate, you will now say clearly, 'Hail Master. I accept you completely, and without question. Take me now', OR, you can say, 'No. I walk away'. I was actually being given a choice here. Or was I? Maybe it wasn't too late. I could not accept, and become infected by my boyfriend as originally planned all along. I was conflicted! I knew that to make the correct choice, I had to be true to myself! The only image I had in my head now, was that of my lovely boyfriend. And all I could feel physically was my cunt being filled with dirty, dark and demonic filth, and that left me feeling fulfilled and truly satisfied. - Take my cloak away from his face, and remove the hanker-chief you put in his mouth. Suddenly I could see again. I looked up at Sir, and once again, he looked like an angry Demon. I must be full on hallucinating. Surely!? His face was a glowing fireball red 👺, and the Scorpions on his pecs seemed like they were dancing. Also, I could see that either side of me were several Dicks masturbating over me. But they looked like the Dicks of Monsters. They looked ugly. BUT, I wanted to feel their hot seed soak me all over. I guess I had my answer. - Hail Master. I accept you completely, and without question. Take me now ☠️🐐 With my obedient declaration Sir stopped fucking me. He pulled out, and just stared down at me. The Men either side of me continued stroking their Dicks. I knew what Sir was about to do. He was going to fill me with his dirty toxic seed, and that is all it took for me to start shooting my own load as I lay there restrained. The most intense orgasm of my life and no one was touching me, not even myself. I would usually cum in a moderate amount, but now, I was erupting buckets; All over my chin, chest, and belly. I was squirting such an insane amount of cum that it was running down the sides of my torso. And, it went on and on. My body suddenly went limp, and I passed out. The next thing my brain was perceiving, is Sir was scooping up my neg load and FFisting it into my cunt, and using the remainder to lube up his bloodied shaft. Instead of holding onto the sling chains he this time grabbed the sides of my torso with what were now ICE COLD hands, and he slammed back into my cunt, fucking me with a deep rooted aggression. He still looked like a Demon, and his eyes had glazed over and were now black, and empty. Was I dreaming? Had I regained consciousness? Everything had now become blurred. Out of the blue he began to speak a language that did not sound as though it was from this world. He began to talk faster and faster, and as he did, his hate fucking would also increase in it's severity. THEN, everything abruptly stopped. The strange talking. The hate fucking. Sir was completely still, and expressionless with his dead black eyes. Shortly after everything ground to a halt, Sir began grunting rhythmically, each grunt several seconds apart. He was cumming, and my cunt felt like it was being loaded with cooling molten lava with each and every grunt, and it now felt like it was almost on fire. With each ejaculating grunt the Scorpions on his pecs would flick their tails and squirt their venom high into the air. 🦂🦂 As I watched their poison rain down on me, the several guys either side of the sling almost in unison commenced ejaculating all over me, with each splash of cum that was drenching me, making my skin feeling very hot. The next time I was properly aware, I was lying on my back in the piss pool in about an inch in depth at least, of warm piss. There were others like me with men stood over them, using them as nothing more than a human urinal. And then my boyfriend's voice suddenly appeared. but I couldn't see him with the crowd. - Darling, where have you been all this time? I have been worried about you.

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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 4 It was Sunday morning as we left the campground. I pulled onto the highway and decided to head toward the city instead of directly home. I thought Matty and I needed to do a little shopping to celebrate our new relationship. As we traveled down the road, Matty told me stories about some of his sexual escapades. I had made him to take his shorts off so I could admire his beautiful body, and he leaned back in the passengers chair with one of his big feet propped up on the dashboard. God, even his feet were sexy. Nice big size 12 feet. I couldn't wait till I had a chance to lick and worship them. He stretched out and put his left hand behind his head, letting me have a nice view of his dark, hairy pit. He lightly stroked his cock as he leisurely talked. Between his hot stories regaling what a slut he is, and his gorgeous naked body on full display, I had a difficult time concentrating on the road. My own hard cock pushed against the confines of my shorts. We hadn't fucked this morning, what with all the sex that had taken place the day before, but now I was really horny again. My son had revived my middle aged libido, and I felt as if I was 19 years old again myself. Finally I couldn't take any more. "Come here slut." I demanded. "Suck daddy's cock." He flashed his big smile and dropped to his knees next to me. Unbuttoning my shorts, he pulled out my uncut meat and pulled the foreskin back. He licked around my head, savouring the precum before he swallowed my entire shaft. I just groaned as my boy expertly deep throated my cock, making slow love to it with his throat muscles. Damn, it felt almost as good as his ass. He would swallow it to the root, burying his nose in my pubes, and massage me with his throat. It didn't take long before I was close to shooting. I grabbed a fist full of his curly hair, and slammed his head up and down into my pubes. I held him tight to me as I shot my first two squirts right down his throat. Then I pulled him off and finished shooting on his face, coating his cheek and nose. I damn near wrecked the r.v. in the process. I rubbed some of the cum into his hair as I pushed him off me. He sat back in his chair with a big shit eating grin on his face. He left the cum on his face without me even needing to tell him. He knew I liked him looking like a cheap whore. It wasn't long before we hit the city limits, and shortly we were at the leather store. Luckily I had a credit card that my wife didn't know about, so we could buy whatever caught our eye. And I'm sure Matty had lots of ideas, as did I. We walked through the door and Matty's eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store. Before us lay a plethora of leather and kink items, and I couldn't wait to start shopping. We walked around the store a bit, checking things out, as the few patrons that were in there eyed Matty with lust filled gazes. I felt so proud, having such a beautiful son, and of course it helped that he was still only wearing a pair of basketball shorts and flip-flops. These shorts were white, and you could practically see right through them. The first place we stopped was the collars. I picked a couple of different ones up, trying them around Matty's neck. All eyes in the store were on the practically naked Adonis as I decided on the best one. It had several different rings on it, perfect for various different ways of restraint. I clipped a leash onto it, and led Matty up to the counter. I handed the guy behind it my card. "Go ahead and hang on to this." I said. "We're going to be a while." The guy gave me a big smile as he took my card. Having my boy in a collar filled me with a sense of real power. I made Matty get on his hands and knees as I led him over to the restraints. He obeyed without even hesitating. I selected a nice set of ankle and wrist restrains. Thick leather ones, lined with sheepskin. Perfect for extended use. I put them to my boy, and he was starting to look really fucking hot. I led him over to the gags next. I picked up a gag with a large round plastic hole. I pushed it in his mouth, stretching his jaw wide open, and buckled it behind his head. Very nice. I picked up a ball gag next, and removed the piss gag. Then I forced the red ball into his mouth and buckled it. Very sexy. "We'll definitely take both of these." I said, handing the piss gag to the clerk. I led my gagged boy over to the hoods next. "Kneel boy." I instructed him. He raised himself into a kneeling position, revealing a rock hard cock under his shorts. He was totally turned on at this public display of his obedience. It was not lost on the other patrons who had all stopped to watch the show. I picked up a nice thick hood that had a removable blindfold and mouth piece. I took his collar off, as this hood had a collar and rings on it too. I placed it over Matty's head, buckeling it tight. It fit him perfectly. Then I removed it, and took it to the counter as Matty put his new collar back on. Next I led him to a wall of whips and paddles. "Choose two son." I instructed him. Matty looked them over, then chose a riding crop, and a cat-o'-nine-tails. I walked over to the blindfolds and selected a nice one that also had sheepskin lining. I put it on my boy, blinding him. I walked over to one of the men who was watching. A man, a little older than me with a nice big belly and a bushy beard. His arms were really hairy, and chest hair spilled out of his shirt collar. Definitely a bear. I handed him the cat-o'-nine-tails saying, "You look like a man who knows his way around a whip. Would you mind testing this for me? I think 5 hard strokes on his back should do the trick." The man smiled as he took the cat. Walking to my son, he brought the cat down on Matty's back, snapping it so the tips of the tails struck his vulnerable skin. Matty cried out into the gag, much to the amusement of the men watching. 4 more quick hard snaps left some nice red welts on my boys back. I smiled as I took the cat to the counter. Then I bent the crop in my hand, testing it's flexibility. Standing behind my boy, I administered 5 fast hard swipes to the sole of his left foot, followed by 5 to his right foot. Matty cried out into his gag after each strike of the crop. But I could see his cock was still hard in his shorts. The slut. I leaned down into his ear and said, "You're doing good son. There's just one more that you didn't pick." I selected a nice, hard leather paddle off the wall, the kind that had studded metal points on one side. I walked up to a couple and handed one of them the paddle. "Would you do the honors?" I asked. "Give him 5 on his beautiful ass. 3 with the flat side, 2 with the other." He licked his lips as he approached Matty and held nothing back as he came down full force on Matty's backside. Matty screamed into the gag after each swat, everyone as hard as the other with only his thin shorts between the leather and his skin. But he never moved through his ordeal, and I was proud. After I took the paddle and whips to the counter, I stopped and had a private conversation with the bear. He just nodded and smiled. Then I picked out some leather shorts and harnesses, a couple of each and handed them to the bear. "Would you kindly take my son to the dressing room and find the ones that fit him best?" I asked. The bear took hold of the leash and tugged on it. "Come on boy!" He said, leading the blindfolded boy to the back. "You heard your daddy." Matty obediently crawled behind the big man, not that he had a choice. The clerk probably knew what was up, but didn't object, after all, I was spending quite a bit of money today. I walked over to the counter and selected a nice selection of various cock and balls devises, different rings and stretchers, as well as a couple of nice chastity cages. I couldn't wait to see them on my son. As I walked around the store a bit, the man who had paddled Matty came up to me. "That's a hot boy you got there. Where'd you find him?" " He's my son." I replied. "Oh, of course, your "son"". He said smiling. "No really, he is my son. And right now he's taking a load up his ass from that guy, because I wanted him too." "No shit man! Thats so nasty!" "Well, he's a nasty little slut. Do you want to have a go at him? He lives for cock." "No shit man? Well my partner and I have a nice little play space if you wanna come over. We'll fill that sluts pussy real good. Even got a friend we could call if he's that cock hungry." "Call him." I said. "Let me finish shopping and we can head over." The man was smiling as he walked over to his partner. And soon his partner was smiling just as big. After about 10 minutes, the bear started walking from the back, leading my boy who now wore a harness and leather shorts. A couple of new people had come in the store and looked a little surprised as they watched my new slave crawling on the floor. The bear just handed me his leash and his shorts and said thank you, then left. I took the blindfold off my boy, and led him over to the shackles. I removed his wrist and ankle restraints, then picked up a nice spreader bar. I made Matty stand and kicked his ankles apart, attaching the bar with the attached restraints. Then I found a nice metal shackle, took off his collar, and shackled his wrist's and neck. The clerk gave me a padlock to secure it shut. Matty looked super hot standing there, but he was missing something. I went to the counter and picked out several different nipple clamps, one of them being aligator clamps. I attached them to my boy, eliciting loud screams into his ball gag. I left him standing there in pain and on display as I picked up a few more items. Some various dildos, anal balls, butt plugs enema equipment, a leather jockstrap and a few coloured ones, the works. And a few more bottles of poppers, of course. As the clerk rang up my purchases, I released the nipple clamps, eliciting new screams from Matty, and removed the shackles, replacing them with his new restraints. Then when everything was bagged up, I led my collared boy out the door to the r.v., then over to my new friends playpen. This trip cost a couple thousand dollars, but I knew my slut was worth it. As soon as we arrived at our host's place, Alan and Bob, they ushered us into a bedroom that was set up as a respectable little dungeon. It had a sling, fuckbench, couple of different cages, a wooden stockade, a St. Andrews cross, and a variety of whips and other sex toys. After a quick discussion with the two men, we stripped Matty and bound my still gagged son to the cross. He looked so hot tied up, spread and vulnerable, his smooth white ass practically begging to get beat. The doorbell rang and Bob went to let their friend, Rick in. He was another leather daddy who let loose a huge smile when he saw the naked stud displayed before him. He rubbed Matty's ass saying, "This is going to be one hot fuck. I can't wait to see his tight little cunt oozing cum." But first things first. I held some poppers under Matty's nose, making him take several long deep hits till I could tell he was high. "You might have to wear a shirt for a while son." I whispered into his ear. "Don't want your mamma to see your back." As I stepped away, Alan landed a hard stroke from a cat right between Matty's shoulder blades. Matty cried out from surprise as his whole body tensed up, and some nice light pink lines appeared on his back. Then Alan went to work like a pro, alternating the blows to my slut. He would deliver several fast ones in a row, followed by a really hard one, alternating between Matty's broad shoulders, his narrow waist and every available spot in between. Matty tensed with every blow, his spectacular muscles flexing as he writhed in his bonds, sweat dripping down his body. We all egged Alan on, enjoying the young stud suffering. Finally Matt's entire back glowed like it was on fire, which I'm sure it was. Bob released my boy from the cross, and Matty just dropped too his knees. I didn't know if it was from submission or exhaustion. Not that it mattered. On his knees is where a slut like him belongs. Bob led him over to the fuckbench, and helped him up on it, buckeling him in, pulling out his plug, and leaving his glorious white ass ready and available for whatever we wanted. I'm sure Matty thought he was going to get fucked after the whipping he just took, but Rick had other ideas. Bob removed Matty's gag as I fed him more poppers. When he was nice and buzzed and loose, Rick picked up a thick wooden paddle and started beating Matt's ass. The first few swats illicited some loud responses from my boy, but not much more. Rick continued his assault on the teen jock ass before him. It was clear he wanted to break Matty. He struck the hard ass over and over until it was a dark red colour. Matty soon started begging him to stop, pleading. But Rick just continued. Matty begged louder and louder, but to no avail, Rick didn't let up. Finally, Matty totally broke down. He started crying and blubbering. Tears and snot ran down his face as he pleaded for mercy. It wasn't until Matty was sobbing great wracking sobs that Rick finally ended the torture. He ran his hands over the deep red ass, feeling the heat that eminated from it. Then, they started fucking him. Rick was the first. He slammed his hard fat cock into my son without warning. Matty cried out and continued to sob as Rick pounded the bruised ass before him. He pulled out and Bob stepped up and took his place, ramming his own raging hardon into the bound boy before him. He fucked hard with no mercy, slapping the red hot ass, keeping Matty in tears. Pulling out, he let Alan step in for his turn. The three men kept up the rotation for close to an hour, each one stopping before they came, slapping the burning ass the whole time, keeping Matty in tears. I just sat back and watched, mesmerized by the show before me. Finally, Rick shot his load into the weeping boy beneath him, pounding his cum deep into the helpless cunt. Alan and Bob both followed suit, each dumping a violent load into my sweet baby boy. After everyone had calmed down, Bob released Matty bonds, helping my boy off the bench. Matty just collapsed on his side, breathing deeply, his tear stained, snot covered face flushed a bright red. I walked over to him, and pushed him onto his back with my foot. "Jerk off bitch!" I ordered him. "Show these nice men how thankful you are for their abuse. How much you liked it. Show them what a pathetic cumdump pig you are!" Matty grabbed his hardening cock and started jerking it. The three men stood over the defeated jock and spit on him while he stroked his hard pole. Matty opened his mouth and the men filled it with their spit. He shot another huge teenage wad into his open mouth and all over his face and chest. After everyone had calmed down, I replaced Matty's gag and restraints, plugged his ass and led him out to the r.v., but not before finalizing plans with the three men to return in two weeks when Matty would get a true gangbang. We drove the over two hours home in silence, with Matty still gagged, laying on the floor next to me, where a used cumdump like him belonged. His mother was already in bed, so Matty and I retired to his bedroom. I removed all his gear, and we climbed into bed. I held him and stroked his sore back and ass, and he just curled into me like he did when he was a little boy. I took his chin and lifted his head. We looked into each other's eyes and I kissed him tenderly. "I hope you know how much I enjoyed that slut." I whispered to him. "Daddy likes watching his baby boy get abused." "I know," he whispered back. "Thank you daddy. I needed that." I kissed him passionately as I climbed on top of him. I slid my cock into his wet slick hole and pushed my body down on him, grinding his sore back into the bed beneath us. I groped his welted ass as I fucked him, and he responded by wrapping his legs around me, pulling me tightly into him. He kissed me hard as I pumped him, grinding his hard cock into my furry belly. In short time, I dumped another load into his greedy pussy, and his own cock shot off, coating our bellies in fresh boy cum while his ass milked his daddy's sperm into his guts. We fell asleep in each other's arms.

Part 2 I left my cock in Matty until it went soft, as my brain processed what had just transpired. My son, my pride and joy, was truly a cum hungry slut. And I loved it. I finally pulled out, and Matty immediately rolled over and started cleaning off my slimy dick without being told to. As he sucked the cum and ass juice off my cock, paying extra attention to the foreskin, he looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes and said, "a cumdump always cleans up after." "Someone's taught you well, boy" I replied. "Yes, Sir," he answered as he licked my balls clean. Grabbing a handful of his curly hair, I forced him back on to my cock, holding his face tight against my pubes, watching my precious boy as his tongue and mouth did their work on my crotch. I started getting hard again. I pushed him off me, onto his back, and he responded by grabbing his ankles, spreading his legs apart, displaying his hungry, pink hole, glistening in the soft light. I looked down at him, noticing that his crotch was shaved, with just a hint of pubes left. "Do you shave your ass too, boy?" "Yes Sir. Most men prefer it that way," he replied, flashing his big, white smile. I marveled at his beauty. An hour ago, he was just my straight, hot jock son. Now here he was a submissive, cock hungry slut, spreading his legs open for more of his Dad's cock in him. I didn't make him wait as I lined up my cock head to his waiting hole. "Look at me boy," I demanded. "Look me in the eyes and tell me what you want son." Without hesitation or shame he answered "I want your cock in my ass, Dad. I want you to fuck me, use me, cum in me. I'm just a cumdump. I need your cum filling me. I need other men to use me as a cumdump. I am a slut, Dad. Use me however you want. Tie me up, abuse me, let other men abuse me, whatever you want. The rougher the better. I'll be your little fuck slave, Daddy." With that I slammed my cock balls-deep into my son. His eyes rolled back into his head as he moaned "Oh, fuck yeah. Fuck me, Dad, fuck me." And fuck him I did. I grabbed his furry thighs and pounded him as hard as I could, knowing this fuck would last a while. Matty just moaned and grunted. I filled my mouth with saliva and grabbed his bottom teeth, opening his mouth wide. I let a long string of spit fall into his mouth, filling it up. As I pushed his mouth closed and he swallowed, I finished by spitting twice on his face, right on his nose so it ran down his cheeks. He just smiled, loving it. I slowed down my fucking, cause I wanted to find out more about his sexual history. "How long have you been getting fucked, bitch? Tell me about it." "Since I was 18, Sir," he answered as I grabbed his balls, pulling them. "I went on hookup sites. It's really easy to find guys wanting to use a high school boy." "Older guys? What was the first man that fucked you like?" I asked. "Yeah, lots of older guys. The guy who took my cherry was probably 40. I told you I was spending the night at Jimmy's, but I went to this guy's house. He fucked me three times that night. He was the first to teach me what a cumdump I was." My cock throbbed as he talked. "The next hookup was a couple in their 50's. They were the first to tie me up, put me in a sling and fuck me all night. They introduced me to poppers. After that, I became a certified cockhound. I'd look for cock anywhere. Sometimes at a park, or a bookstore. I like the sleaziness of the hook-ups." I pounded my boy harder as I pictured him whoring himself out to total strangers. "What's the oldest guy to fuck you?" I asked. "He was in his 80's. He came over to our house and fucked me while you and Mom were asleep upstairs." I gave my son a hard slap on the face when he said that. "Thank you, Sir," he replied, adding "I've had lots of guys over that you didn't know about. They'd get really turned on fucking a high school guy in his own bed." I continued pounding Matty harder as I realized just how slutty he was, so I asked "Have you been gangbanged slut? How many men?" "Yes Sir, a few times. The most was one session with six Army guys. They blindfolded me and used me all night. They even double fucked me. I probably took ten or eleven loads that night." My head spun at the thought of my son being gangbanged, taking cock after cock after cock. I most definitely needed to set up a gangbang for him. And I'll make sure to have a minimum of ten guys lined-up to use my son. Hearing him tell me his nasty exploits had me on the verge of cumming again, but I had one more question before I came: "So," I asked, looking deep into his eyes. "How many men do you think have fucked you? How many men have pumped their cum into my son's slutty fuckhole?" "Maybe about 150?" 'Oh fuck,' I thought - 150 different men. And he wasn't even 20. "Stroke your cock slut." I ordered. "I wanna see you cum, you nasty fucking whore! Taking 150 different cocks? You really are a worthless little cumdump. Well, Daddy's taking over now, cunt! I'm going to make sure you take EVERY available cock we can find. I'll find disgusting old, fat men and make you grovel for their cum. I'll take you to truck stops and let nasty, dirty truckers fuck your hot, slutty, jock cumhole! You'll get so used, I'll be able to ram my fist in you with no problem!" As I told Matty about his future, he just groaned and opened his mouth, shooting several big shots of cum, landing in his mouth, hair, and all over his face and chest. I shot my own load into him as his ass muscles milked my cock with every squirt he made. fter we both got our breath back, I pulled out and Matty cleaned me off, he started to wipe his own cum up. "No," I said, "leave it." Giving me a smile, Matty reached into his backpack and pulled out a good sized buttplug. Without a word, he lay back, spread his whore legs apart and handed me the plug, gesturing to his leaking hole. I rammed it in hard. Matty threw his head back and hissed as it popped past his anal ring. I lay down, pulled him into me, kissing deeply and passionately as ground the plug into his cunt. We made out for a bit before we called it a night.

Sorry about the delay, been too busy and a bit sick. Here's the next part: I'm shocked at Bobby’s appearance in the light of the booth. In the darkroom it's easy to fuck with guys who you wouldn't look twice at in daylight. I recall that I had recoiled when I'd first felt his wasted, bony body, but his cock, probably sustained by Viagra, had been the attraction in there. But now I can see the man. I see how severely wasted he is, the skin is sagging from his arms, the muscle loss from his legs is plain to see, and his torso is just ribs with a loose covering of flesh. There are lesions, too many to count, and they are spread across his body. And then there are patches of rash, around his groin, on his legs, up his stomach. But his cock is hard, engorged with his infected blood, almost as if the virus that has ravaged his body is supporting the means by which it can spread! His bulging cock head and veined shaft glistens with precum, AIDS infected precum that is running from the slit in his glans as I watch. He smiles at me. ‘I've got another load here for you if you want it' he tells me as he slowly wanks his cock. I'm actually repulsed by his sight, but also fascinated by this man. My arse is sore, aching from the treatment that it has received tonight. I feel that I should go to get showered, make my way to A&E to request a course of PEP. It may be futile but I could tell myself I did all I could. Devon’s warm body comes up being me, his arms wrap around me. He holds me with one arm and puts the brown bottle into my hand. I feel myself open the bottle, a little hiss and the scent of the Amyl. I lift the bottle to my nose, close one nostril and take a deep snort through the other. I hold it in, then breathe out. Then another breath in from the bottle. I repeat this, each long slow breath inhaling more of the chemical. I relax into Devon's arms, all thoughts of leaving are forgotten. Once again the poppers course through my head. I put the lid back on the bottle and let Devon guide me to the bench. Without hesitation I lean over and take Bobby’s cock into my mouth. His precum is sweet but bitter, I squeeze up the thick tube beneath his cock and am rewarded with a mouthful of the toxic nectar. His taste spreads through my mouth as the fluid covers my tongue. I continue to suck him, more precum enters my mouth, different flavours as it rubs into my throat, around my gums, beneath my tongue. I feel Devon’s fingers spreading lube between my arse cheeks and into my stretched hole. The cool lube is soothing. ‘Get up and sit on Bobby's cock mate’ he whispers into my ear. I climb onto the bench, lift my leg to sit astride Bobby's stomach. His skin is like paper, his body so much cooler than Devon's. I reach behind me and lift Bobby's heavy cock up. Devon takes hold of it for me and I feel him press it to my opening. All I need to do is press back and he will be inside my body again. I hesitate, should I put a stop to this? I know the answer is yes but I open the bottle again. More poppers relax the butterflies in my stomach and I lean back, I feel his cock head breach my sphincter. I sit back and relish the feeling of this poison rod sliding into my sore arse. Bobby smiles up at me, he pulls me to him and we kiss, tongues dueling, he probably tastes his precum in my mouth. His arms feel fragile as they hold my torso to his. His saliva is yet another of his bodily fluids that I'm absorbing. He starts sliding his cock in and out of my hole, his breathing ragged with the effort. I sit up and match his movements, allowing his cock to slide it's full length in and out. I feel Devon climb onto the bench, he is kneeling behind me. He pushes me down and Bobby wraps his wasted arms around me, his bony fingers grab my arse cheeks and pulls them apart to give Devon the fullest access. Then I feel it, Devon holding his cock head to my arse hole. He lifts my hips and I feel Bobby's cock leave my hole, then lowering me back down and I feel Devon's bulbous cock head press into my hole. Despite the stretching that I've already received his cock still doesn't make the initial entry easily and my hole protests at the further intrusion. But then it's through, the rim behind his glans is inside my muscles. Then Bobby is holding his cock head tightly to the underside of Devon's cock. As Devon pulls outward I feel my ring being stretched open, it's as if they have planned as they both push hard into my tortured hole. I gasp at the pain of the two cocks stretching my anal muscles open. Surely I can't stretch that far? I need to stop this, these are two of the biggest cocks that I've ever encountered and I realise that together they are going to tear my hole open. I cry out as the pain reaches another level. I tell them to stop but Devon's arms, strong, muscular, hold me in place. I know I'm trapped. 'Your'e going nowhere’ he growls into my ear, ‘sniff your poppers if you need, but you're getting us both in your arse whatever happens’. Is this rape, I wonder, but know I put myself into this position. Somehow I manage to get the poppers bottle under my nose, I inhale, my head spins but still pain radiates from my hole. I feel a slight relief, think it's the effect of the poppers but then realise they have both eased off, have they realised they are too big? But no, the relief is short lived as they both ram their cocks back into my arse. I feel something give way and the pain is intense. They stop, each cock now through my hole. I worry that something is torn. ‘I knew you could do it’ Devon whispers, 'just relax and you'll love it.’ The pain eases off, or maybe my arse is numbing. The open poppers bottle is still under my nose and I'm inhaling the vapours with every breath. I nod, tell them it's feeling better. Devon pulls out a little, leaving Bobby's cock inside me, then he drives deeper in again. Bobby does the same, gasping for breath. The feeling is painful but the intensity is awesome, my prostate is being crushed and my colon is being filled to capacity by these men. They start fucking me, sometimes driving in together, sometimes one pulls out as the other drives in. I find that I'm loving the sensations of pleasure and pain, and I start moving my arse to try to match their movements. I start to feel them both hitting the back of my colon, I know I've got them both fully embedded inside me, the thickest parts of their cocks opening my sphincter wider than ever. The sensations of these two cocks takes me to the point of orgasm, but it's so different to the usual cum. My arse cannot squeeze shut and I feel a continuous pleasure and realise that my muscles are trying to ejaculate but nothing is coming out, a continuous orgasm that just adds to the pleasure pain cycle. Bobby's breathing is more laboured, I feel his finger nails biting, scratching my arse cheeks as he drives into me. Devon is holding my hair, his other hand over my face, his thumb pressing into my mouth. I'm being used like a rag doll by these guys. 'Take it, you whore,’ cries Bobby, 'take my AIDs, I'm cumming in your dirty hole.’ I don't feel the semen but I feel his cock throb in my ring as he fired jet after jet of infected cum into my torn and scratched rectum. He falls back sated, but there's no relief as his Viagra erection remains stiff within my arse. My hole feels wet and I know that Bobby's semen is coating the inside of my arse, his virus fighting it's way into my blood stream., Devon is still pounding and pulls my body back against his. His savage thrusts suddenly find the entrance to my inner bowels again through my already tortured second sphincter. Each thrust penetrates my core as he drags my head back to his, his cock dragging against Bobby's, as it drives through my arse. Someone grabs my exposed cock, I hadn't realised I was still hard, I hadn't realised how many guys were watching us. They roughl yank my foreskin up and down, too hard, too painful, but it has the effect of bringing me to another painful orgasm, my muscles trying to contract against the two cocks still inside me. As I cum Devon bellows, driving into me, delivering his poz semen deep into my intestines, five, six, more thrusts, I think his cum must be reaching my stomach. Devon falls forward onto me, I'm crushed between him and Bobby. I have to roll to one side to be able to breathe, both cocks are dragged from my hole followed by a torrent of fluid. I reach to my still open hole to gather some of the liquid, it's mostly white but tinged with red, at least I'm not bleeding too badly I realise. The little booth is full of men, maybe 8 or 9. A cock is pushed at my face, uncut and smelly, but I open my mouth to suck it. It tastes of piss but also arse, I wonder where it's been but dutifully clean it, swallowing the foul mess from under the foreskin. My body is dragged around to the edge of the bench. A cock enters my arse, I hardly feel it I'm so stretched, but I feel the legs against mine, pubic hair sctraching my arse cheeks. I want to complain, to say no, but the fat guy with his cock in my mouth is holding my head as he fucks deep into my throat. Devon is there at my ear again. 'You've turned them on mate, you better let them use you. It's the busy time now, they are queueing out there, it's a bit of a frenzy.’ Do I try to stop it or go with the flow? At least I still have my poppers...

This is my first story. Let me know what you think! 1. Rick had been standing in the crowded airport hall for the last 20 minutes and was getting pretty bored when he finally saw him. "Tony!" he called. "Hi, Uncle Rick!" "Come give your uncle a hug!" Rick said happily as his nephew gave him a warm hug. "So... how was the flight?" "It was fine. Although the food wasn't exactly great," Tony replied as he and Rick made their way home. Although of necessity Rick was focused on the road, he did his best to casually check-out his nephew who had turned 18 that Spring. Rick concluded Tony was growing into a fine looking young man. And Rick wasn't wrong. Tony was about 6' 1" feet tall, his youthful face with big brown eyes and becoming brown hair was really quite handsome. As for his build, Rick concluded Tony was neither muscular, nor skinny, but somewhere nicely in between. Unbeknownst to Rick, Tony was observing his Uncle with similar attention. Rick was 41 years old, about 6' 2" feet tall, had short brown hair and wore a stubble on his face. Unlike Tony, Rick was very muscular, and his deltoids, which were decorated by several tattos, were almost three times the size of Tony's. Rick's legs were bulging out in his jeans and his pecs were ready to rip his tight shirt apart. Tony couldn't help but conclude his Uncle was one hot hunk! Finally, they arrived at Rick's house. Tony got out of the car and took all of his stuff out of the trunk. Rick took some of it and together they stepped inside. "Hey Tony!" Tony heard a voice. "Hi Dan!" Tony and Rick simultaneously said as, wearing only a tank top and black briefs, Dan came out of the living room to help with the bags, giving Tony a close look at Rick's 38 year old boyfriend. Again Tony couldn't help but conclude Dan was exceptionally handsome and stunningly well built: he was abut six feet tall, his carmel-colored arms were fully inked, and his face was as handsome as Rick's. The rest of the night was kind of a blur for Tony. They had dinner and his uncle even offered him a drink, but Tony was too tired. That night, he slept like a log. 2. Rick had just come back, sweaty from his morning run. Entering the house, he stripped-off his shirt and was ready to go to the bathroom when Dan stopped him explaining "Wait! Your nephew is in there." "Oh, okay. I'll wait then," replied Rick. "Well, while you're waiting, check out what I've found in his room!" Dan grinned and waved around with a DVD. "You went through his stuff? What the fuck?" Just then Rick understood what Dan was bringing to his attention. Dan was holding a porn DVD. A gay porn DVD! Tony was gay? Rick couldn't wrap his head around the idea. Everyone from his family was automatically straight in his mind, because he had always been the only gay person within the family. Just then the shower faucet cut out. Tony was about to step out of the bathroom. "Quick! Put it back!" For the rest of the morning, Rick often found himself looking at his nephew, trying to wrap his head around the idea Tony was gay. After the three had lunch Rick and Dan were heading to the gym, so Dan asked "You wanna come with us?" "Yeah, sure. I was going to start looking for a gym anyway," Tony replied. Once at the gym Rick asked the girl on the reception desk to give Tony a complementary month-free-trial-card, and once the paperwork was done the three men moved into the locker room, changed into their work-out clothing. Now it was Dan's turn to notice Tony looked particularly good in his tank top and shorts. Dan also noticed Tony's shorts nicely showed-off his bulge, but that didn't interfere with the vigorous two-hour workout which the three men commenced. Rick did notice, however, that several times during the long workout Dan seemed to checking-out Tony, and his assistance to Tony was perhaps a bit more touchy than might have been strictly necessary. "Phew," gasped Tony, who was quite winded, asking of Dan "You work out hard! How often do you come here?" "Well, we usually work out five times a week, every day except Fridays and Sundays, but it's not always a two-hour workout." "Wow, I'll get really buff in no time if I'm gonna be working out with you," laughed Tony. "I hope so," Dan thought to himself as he and Tony moved towards the showers just as a group of men, including Rick, exited the showers. "It's all cleared out in there now," commented Rick as he passed Tony and Dan as the later two entered the showers.

Trying to get some bull balls and try a saline infusion in my sack. Anyone ever try it? More importantly is there someone in the TC metro that can help me actually do this?

Excited my next porn film for my justforfans, the last of three in a series, has pup Wilshire canyonizing my hole with his paws, and releases May 15. I have posted still on my twitter already (JaredEriksonXXX)

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wishing so much that beautiful seed was in my kunt after it had been properly roughed up with the PA

Getting gangbanged or pounded anon one after the other is fucking fantastic!!! Nothing like it once you’ve got that first load in your pussy! Getting fucked with cum for lube and continually getting filled with more and more cum and multiple cocks is a pleasure not to be missed if you are a slutty bottom like so many of us are. You will not be able to get enough cock to fill your holes once your inner pig 🐷 is triggered.

i just got home from taking what was meant to be load #7 of the day at a park, from a guy who i'd only seen one cock pic of.... it was a nice cock pic. while we were fucking, another dude walked up and joined in, so i ended up with loads #7 and #8. turns out they had planned it, and thought it would be hot if i was willing to just take an anon cock... but i have no clue who either of them are, really, so of course i'm up for anon cock. i would have taken any cock that walked past us tonight. how do you think i got loads 1-6?

Both. Have some regular hot top buds...but still have the online hookups and anon loads in the bath house or other places

Sundays I often head into London and go to SOP at Central Station, but today Chiltern Rail have a maintenance day, so there's no trains. It was a catalyst for a change and doing something different, so after a session at the gym and a light lunch, I prepped myself and headed over to Luton Greenhouse Sauna. I quite enjoy the trip there as the cross country route has some excellent biking roads through some great countryside and on a sunny afternoon the journey is really nice. Anyway, I guess I got there about 2pm and was given key #5. Uh-oh. Low key numbers usually mean it is quiet. And it was. But quiet doesn't necessarily mean there's no action. Sometimes I find it tends to focus guys. And I think this was one of those occasions. First tour, I spot a guy I recognise from BBRT kneeling on the fuck bench. A few guys hovering around but everyone is too timid to start anything. So after a few minutes of sussing everyone out, I went over and fucked him on the bench. It felt well moist and I asked him how many loads he had in there. He said three, which really turned me on. The show seemed to get the other loitering guys a bit more riled up and a latino looking guy came and stood real close. I wasn't quite ready yet to pass the guy on and was hoping I wasn't going to get usurped. Next thing I know, latino guy's hand feels up my lubed hole and he slides in behind me.... So we had quite a nice three way chain going on... me fucking the guy on the bench and latino guy fucking me, and a bit of an audience. Latino guy didn't last long and then left the scene so I decided it was time to explore more and left the scene after a moment. I often think when you go to these places it's good to get some public activity in early so guys can see you're seriously up for it. And that did the trick nicely! So cruised around a bit and then decided to position myself on the fuck bench and see what came along. After a couple of minutes I became aware someone was close and again a hand explored my ass. I wanted this to be anonymous so took a hit of poppers and buried my face in the towel as he lined himself up. He wasn't as big as latino guy but he was a lot more forceful. It was really horny taking it not knowing who it was. He paused and asked if I wanted to go to a private room. I'm up for that if it means more fun and as I looked up to reply, I saw who it was - a really nice bear cub guy I hadn't seen before. I picked one of the private rooms that has the two way mirror window so guys can watch without you knowing, and we spent a good long time trying every position out to see how deep inside he could get. He really liked pinning me down with his weight and being a bit rough trying to get as deep inside as he could - eventually he shot the second load into my ass, which was great. Talking afterwards he was visiting with a mate and asked if they could both tag team me - so I said I was well up for that. (Sadly they both vanished shortly after) A short bubble in the jacuzzi and a can of Budweiser later the first guy who I fucked on the bench came and found me - he said he was leaving soon and wanted to give me his load - so we went upstairs and I really enjoyed a good session with him as top. It was so horny knowing I was getting his load after he'd got loads from other guys. (When we did sex-ed at school, I remember being told if you have sex with someone it's like you're having sex with all their previous partners - I think that was to discourage teenagers sleeping around - little did they know it turned me on hugely!) So that was my third load... And then the place was *really* quiet. I sat in the jacuzzi alone for a while watching to see if anyone was passing by to the darkroom behind. Nobody. One last tour and there were only two or three guys around. So time to get changed, have a cup of tea, and enjoy the ride home - the vibrations of the bike on my ass reminding me of what's marinading inside...

Need some t and some ass

https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/ginger-parking-lot-bb-fuck-38076561 "A few months ago, while visiting Tampa, FL this gorgeous ginger reached out to me on Grindr wanting to dump a load in my hole. I am glad I accepted his offer to come and get fucked in the parking lot. He had beautiful 8,5" curvy cock that felt good inside my man pussy."

Took me a bit to write this down, but last night/this morning was just what I needed 😈 in total, I took 83 loads so I definitely hit the mark lol started around midnight, my bf secured hands and legs on the sling, blindfolded me and left me waiting as he went to greet our guests i wasn’t left for long before they entered our playroom, I don’t know how many were they at first but immediately I had hands all over me, a cock was in my mouth and someone was eating my pussy, getting it nice and sloppy just enough for him to push his cock deep in me. That was the beginning of an amazing night, I was gang fucked by so many guys, my bf said around 30 in total came by and most of them stayed for a couple of hours, fucking me and just chilling around watching me getting fucked edging the resident top fucking me to go harder and rougher (music to my ears lol) I was kept blindfolded the entire time, and although i did recognize some of the voices, some were strangers our friends invited to join. During the night I was moved from the sling to our fuck bench to our big mattress, drank loads of piss to keep me hydrated 💦 to sum it up. It was exactly what I needed after a while I didn’t get a group fuck. when they all left, my bf untied me and released the blindfold and I realized it was already 10am 😳 I was fucked for almost 10 hours! My pussy was so sore and full of cum that was leaking everywhere, I was covered in it thanks to all of the positions I was put at lol my bf then gave laid me on the mattress and gave me one of his world class rim jobs to soothe it all and we shared several cum filled kisses till my pussy was almost empty, then he gave me his last load for the session before we had a bath and went to sleep, totally spent and spooning ❤️ amazing! x

Guys, if you don’t like guys glued to their phones at clubs like the Vault, just make sure you go on naked nights (eg. Mon and Thurs)! Phones aren’t allowed, and you have nowhere to put them anyway... But I think you’ve hit the nail on the head. From time to time, I’ve thought about arranging something in a hotel, but when it comes down to it, I just think “Nah, I’ll go to a club instead”. It’s just so easy- you pay your money, strip, and get straight down to it. And when you’ve had enough you leave. Also, now that Prep has become so ubiquitous, most of the action is bb anyway, so there’s really no need to use bbrt to find like-minded guys. There’s always horny action going on at these clubs. I appreciate that it might not be quite the same as a more intimate group at a privately arranged party, but it scratches an itch, and can be extremely horny in its own way. Although I haven’t matched Dawson’s load count yet, I’m getting up there! With literally hundreds of horny naked men crammed together in one venue, it’s perfectly possible, just so long as you’re prepared to ‘put out’, as our American friends say.

lost count years ago at well over a thousand. but never enough ten loads in one night so far but want to double that .

I might be wrong - but TIM also has actors who are poz and not on meds I believe - and they will put poz and neg actors together sometimes

2. Doug Even though it was your typical fall morning in LA and I had a heavy comforter over me, I was still freezing when I woke up. When I tried to move, every muscle in my body protested, and the simple act of sitting up in bed was almost more than I could do. I felt like a freight train had hit me. I didn't even bother looking at the time; I laid back down and went back to sleep. About an hour later, I woke up again. This time, I was almost swimming in a pool of sweat and I had thrown off all the covers. My muscles still ached and I could tell I had a fever. Against my body's protests, I got out of bed. I was still in a jock strap from last night; if my fever-addled memory was correct, I had barely been able to drag myself the ten feet from the galley to the forward stateroom, much less fully undress. Despite my sickness, my dick was still straining against the pouch. I pulled on a pair of sweats, and slowly, carefully made my way to the galley. I found my phone; there were two messages. The first was from Sara, she had something come up and wasn't going to be able to come home this weekend. I texted back, saying I had the flu, and next weekend would be far better. The second was from Greg, wishing me a good morning. "I wish. Woke up with a fever, aching muscles, and cold sweats." "Really?" he texted back, adding a heart at the end. "Yeah. You think?" "It could be. You've certainly been taking enough infected cum." "That's true. But nothing in the past day." "You've got the fuck-flu," Greg texted me back. "That was how I was. Sick as a dog. Horny as a rabid weasel." He typed some more. "Fucking hot." "You want to breed me this morning?" I asked. "Gotta go to classes right now. You know that. We've still got our regular play date this afternoon." "You going to give me more poz loads?" I asked. Despite my illness, my dick was insistent and this afternoon seemed far in the distance. "Yeah. Of course. But really. how are you feeling?" "Like death." "Fuck Yeah! I want you to get another load before I come over." Greg texted back. "Find some poz escort and pay him for his poz spunk." "When I'm like this?" "Nothing like kicking a man when he's down. I will want a full report when I get there." He did want me fucked that morning. "Sure thing. You know best." The reply would annoy him. I also knew I would pay for it this afternoon when he would be fucking me. Even so, I couldn't resist. I pulled out my laptop, and crawled out of the cabin onto the deck of the boat. The sun was shining brightly; it was a perfect Southern California morning. It was almost too bright, but I was able to just read the screen as I logged into BBRT. Unsurprisingly, there were not a lot of guys online on a Tuesday morning. However, I soon found myself chatting with an escort named "MedStud9." MedStud9 was in his mid-thirties, mostly muscle, with a thick 9" cock that made my mouth water and my ass twitch. His profile was carefully discreet. There were "Ask Mes" under too many of the fields, including HIV status and drug use. His name was Shay, and he was definitely into me, although that might have just been good marketing on his part. We quickly agreed on a price for the morning. He wasn't far away, and could be at the marina within thirty minutes. Despite feeling tired and sore, I finalized the arrangements with Shay, I packed a bowl, and took a few hits. Despite the aching in my muscles, I forced myself to take a shower. I wanted to be clean for Shay. Drying off, feeling my muscles protest against my every move, and I wondered what I was getting myself into. I took another hit of the weed. It helped me to relax a bit. Luckily, before I could have any more doubts about the plan, my phone buzzed, and there was a text message from Shay, announing that he was at the gate. I pulled on a pair of shorts and t-shirt, and walked down the dock to get him. He matched his pictures well, although perhaps a bit older, and a bit more muscle. Overall, it suited him just fine, and any apprehensions I might have had about the encounter quickly evaporated. "I'm Shay," he said, shaking my hand as he stepped through the gate onto the dock. "Doug," I said. "Just down here." I walked towards my boat, and he followed behind me. "Nice ass," he said. I looked back, and he was smiling. "We're going to have some fun this morning." "I hope so," I said. He ended up helping me onto the boat. I felt how strong he was, and had a momentary brush with his body, feeling his warmth against me. I wondered how he would feel on top of me, his cock inside me. Once on the boat, he put a backpack down on and took a seat, spreading his legs wide. As his shorts pulled tight over his crotch, I could tell that he was just as hung as his profile said he was. "Want anything to drink?" I asked. "Some water would be great," he said. I headed into the galley, and poured us two glasses of water. When I came back, he had pulled out a pipe from his backpack, and was slowly heating it up. "What's that?" I asked. "You know, some tina," he replied. "You want some?" "Tina?" I asked. I had heard it before, but was still unsure of exactly what it was. "Slang. Crystal." "Meth?" I asked, a bit incredulously. "Yeah." He inhaled deeply, then exhaled a thick white cloud. With the way I was feeling, it would be a bad idea to try it, but the dark part of my mind couldn't stop thinking about what it must feel like. I shook my head no. "You sure?" "I'm sure." He did another hit from the pipe and exhaled. "What does it feel like?" I found my pipe, this one filled with weed, and did a hit for myself. "Like anything is possible. Like sex is the best thing in the world." He reached down and grabbed his crotch. "Gets me hard every single time." "Nice," I said. "So," he said, "You poz? Neg? Dunno?" "Dunno," I said. "I mostly bareback these days." "Hell yeah," he said. "Only way to fuck. You even bareback with poz guys?" "Yeah," I said. I felt suddenly self-conscious about this admission. I hadn't really said it out loud. Greg had told me his status, but most of the others, I just assumed. "You chasing?" "Chasing?" "You know, bug chasing? Trying to get pozzed up?" "Uh," I said. Greg had told me about bug chasing as well. He had told me how he had begged his poz uncle to infect him. But despite everything I had done over the past few weeks, I still wasn't ready to call it bug chasing, even to myself. "I mean, I'm not seeking it out, if that's what you're asking." "Yeah?" He grinned. "You sure? When was the last time you got fucked?" "This weekend." "Was he poz?" He took another hit from his glass pipe. "Yeah," I said. "He was." Saturday, Max had come over. Then, on Sunday, it was another hook-up from BBRT." "Did you ask him?" "His profile said he was." "Are you going to ask me? I mean, it wasn't in my profile." "I wasn't planning on it," I said. I bought some time by doing another hit from the pipe. I held it as long as I could, before I coughed out the acrid smoke. Shay was doing another hit from his pipe. The glass pipe and clear white crystals had a clinical elegance that gave them a hint of malignant foreboding. "You sure?" Shay asked, as he exhaled a thick white cloud. He reached down and grabbed his crotch. It was a good-sized bulge already. "Not even hard yet," he said, noticing me staring. "Come on. Ask me. I know you want to know." I did another hit of the pot. As I exhaled, I asked. "Ok," I said. "Are you poz?" "I am. And I'm not on drugs. "That means you're really dangerous, right?" Greg had tried to explain it to me, right before we had sex for the first time. It was only afterwards, after he had deposited two loads in me that I started to get nervous. But then, I had let him cum in me so many more times. Even when I had promised myself I wouldn't let him fuck me raw, he had managed to convince me of the positive necessity of barebacking. "Yeah," Shay said. "I guess you can say that." He stood up, and pushed his shorts down, over the bulge from his cock, down his thick, hairy thighs, and then down around his ankles. He sat back down with his legs spread. His cock stuck out, hard, erect and proud. "You like this cock?" I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I could barely speak, so I just nodded. It was a lot easier now, now that Greg had helped me open up, now that Max had forced me to enjoy it, and now that all the other men had shared their pleasure with me. "It's dripping for you. I don't see a doctor much. But last time, he said I had one of the highest viral loads he's ever seen." He shook his dick. I saw the bead of pre-cum wiggle. I wanted to know what it tasted like. "You want to suck my infected dick?" "Yeah," I said. The drop of pre-cum had grown and it was starting to dribble down the back of his cockhead. I wanted to lick it off before it disappeared. In my fever-clouded brain, his infected sperm seemed like it might be the cure to my illness. In truth, his seed would only make it far, far worse. "I do." "Well, come on man," he said. He held his cock by the base and waved it a bit. "It's right here for you." I must have hesitated or something. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Are you scared?" "Yeah," I said. He had admitted to not taking any medicine for his HIV. He admitted to not even seeing a doctor. He used hard drugs in front of me. He had sex for money. I wondered what else he did that he wasn't telling me about. "Come on," he said. "It's nothing you haven't done before. It's nothing you haven't dreamt of. I bet you got off to it." I nodded, remembering my darker masturbatory fantasies. "We're going to have a great time today too. Come on," he continued, motioning me to come closer. "Give it a kiss. Lick up that pre-cum for me." I didn't need a lot of convincing. I couldn't take my eyes off his cock. The way it moved almost imperceptibly with his every heartbeat entranced me. I took a step forward, and dropped to my knees. I leaned in and braced myself against his legs. His body was solid muscle, no doubt the result of hours in the gym. His dick was just as hard as the rest of him, and there was still the drop of pre-cum at the tip of it. I licked it up. "Oh fuck," he moaned in reaction to my tongue. He looked down at me. "Swallow it for me, man. Swallow it." I closed my mouth, and ran my tongue against my teeth, before swallowing. His pre-cum would be rich with sperm, virus, and perhaps also the drugs he used; rubbing it into the most tender parts of my mouth ensured it would do the most good. "Fuck," Shay said. "You're a nasty man. Suck it all the way down." I leaned back in. His dickhead brushed against my lips. It was warm and slightly wet from my tongue. I opened my mouth, just enough to allow him to enter me. It was hardly the first time I had sucked another man's cock, but yet, each time it was still hard to overcome so many years of being told cocksucking was dirty and wrong. I hesitated, but my sexual needs overwhelmed what little moral doubts remained. I stretched my jaw wide open, and let his cockhead fill my mouth. "Oh yeah," Shay moaned. "That's what I need. Suck on my hard cock. My hard poz cock." He emphasized his disease. My own dick started to throb. As soon as I was comfortable with his dickhead in my mouth, I began to work my way his shaft. His dick was exactly what you would want in a man: it was long, but at nine inches, it wasn't too long. Unlike a lot of other hung guys, his cock was also hard. It was thick enough around that I wondered how much blood it took to fill. Shay had to get light-headed when he got hard. "All the way down," Shay said. His cockhead was just about to hit the back of my throat, and I had barely gotten a third of it in my mouth. I was glad that I had been practicing on Max. I couldn't get all of his in my mouth yet, and his was even a bit larger than Shay's. "I want to see you gobble up all of my infected dick." "Mmmmmm," I grunted. All the other men, Greg and Max and Jason and Nathan and the countless random strangers, their cum had turned into a blessing and a gift. Did I fear Greg's first infected load as much? Or even more? Something about Shay's dangerous, masculine swagger to him made wonder if this load of semen was going to be a blessing or a curse. "Mmmmmm," I grunted again. It was the last thing I could say before Shay's cock pushed its way into my throat. His cock more than filled my throat and his thick meat pressed against the walls, blocking my ability to speak or even breath. I struggled against my every instinct to get it out. I forced myself to accept his shaft and give it pleasure. "Yeah, cocksucker. Make love to my AIDS-bone." I looked up at him. He was staring at his pipe. "You're doing pretty good on my pipe. Time for me to work on this one." He held the torch under the bowl, carefully heating it up. "You know. This stuff gets me all twisted. You think you're ready for that?" My head was impaled on his dick, but I shook it as best I could. "I can get all warped and verbal. You want me like that?" I nodded in agreement again. "Now, this is your choice. How many hits should I take?" He reached down and held my hand up. I had no idea what tina did; Max had talked about it, but without much detail. I put up three fingers. It seemed like a reasonable dose for coke. "Good choice," he said. "Now suck me off." I swallowed, and pressed down on his cock. As he inhaled, I managed to get to the base of his dick. I was disappointed to see he had trimmed his pubes, but there was still a thick bush that captured faint hints of the morning workout. We both inhaled deeply, me of his sweat and soap, and Shay of the clouds from the pipe. "Mmmmm," Shay moaned, as he pulled the pipe from his mouth. "Just suck me." He was holding his breath. While he held his hit, I counted the strokes my mouth made on his cock. First one, then two, and then three. I was up to twelve before he exhaled. "Fuck yeah," he grunted. "Suck my infected dick." I pulled off the full length of his shaft, and gulped furiously of air. As much as I needed that air, I also needed to be sucking on his diseased cock. I needed my throat filled with his poisonous drippings. I took one last gulp of air, and returned my full attention to his manhood. "That's what I need," Shay said. "Hot mouth on my poz dick." He put a hand on the top of my head, and gently pressed down. With the pressure he was exerting, he wasn't forcing his dick into me. Instead, it was clear reminder of what he expected me to do on my own. I tried my best, forcing myself to take another inch of his shaft into my throat. He moaned, and pressed a bit harder. It was the prompt I needed, and I let the last of his thick penis into my mouth. My lips wrapped around the base, pressed up against his sandy-brown bush. "Doing a great job there man," Shay said. "Getting my poz cock ready. Getting it ready for your raw fucking hole. Your raw fucking hole." I shivered for a moment; from both a lingering apprehension about getting fucked raw and from the relentless presence of his pozcock in my throat. "Feel that hot neg hole of yours milk out a big load, thick and creamy with my virus." "Mmmmmm," I said as best I could with his cock buried deep in my throat. "Yeah, you want that virus? Don't you?" His cock was starting to drip pre-cum into my throat. "Mmmmmmm," I moaned. As the salty fluid started to seep into my body, the fear I had of him fucking me slowly disappeared, to be replaced by an anxiety around just the opposite outcome: that he would not fuck me. I was nodding my head. I wanted his seed in me, and it would do the most good injected deep into my ass. "Eaase?" I said, shaking my ass as well. "You're hungry for it, huh?" Shay said. "Hungry for my virus?" He took his hand off my head and finally let me get a breath of air. I gasped, trying to get as much oxygen as I could before he forced me back down on his dick. "Stand up," he said, pushing me off his cock. I felt empty, and started to protest. "I said, stand up," he said, this time more forcefully. I stood up. "Good," he said. "Now, strip. I want to see that neg ass before I fuck raw." Slowly, I took off my shirt and then my shorts. I hesitated for a moment, standing in front of him in only a pair of underwear. "All the way," Shay said, as he pulled off his t-shirt and tossed it aside. His chest was broad and muscular and was covered in a thick layer of hair. He was starting to sweat a bit, and I wondered what he would smell like after he had been fucking me all morning long. "You're now over-dressed." "Ok," I said, as I pushed down my underwear and released my cock. "Fuck, that's a nice piece of meat on you," he said. "You don't fuck?" "I do. Sometimes." "You're gonna destroy so many holes," he said. "Can't wait to watch you infect a few boys." My dick twitched. If what I felt was real, my dick would soon be just as powerful as Greg, Max, and Shay's cock. I'd be able to give the gift, rather than chasing it down. Shay's next line snapped me back to reality. "Turn around. Now show me what I'm gonna fuck." I turned around, and bent over slightly, pushing my ass towards him. I looked over my shoulder, and saw him stroking his shaft. It was still glistening from my spit and his toxic pre-cum. "Oh yeah," he said, noticing me staring. "I've got more than enough to inject into you." "Bend over some more," he continued. "Grab those cheeks and spread them for me." I did as he told me, exposing the most private part of my body to him. I had long made the decision to allow him inside of me; this was merely the ratification of it. "Now, that's a hole I can work with." I looked back again, this time through my legs. Shay was still stroking his beautiful cock. I didn't care that he had a deadly virus in his blood, nor that sex meant he would share it with me. All that mattered was that I got his cock. "Wanna go to the stateroom?" I asked. "Stateroom?" he repeated. "Yeah, it's what a bedroom is called on a boat. Who knows why." "Hell yeah," he said. "Lead the way." I stood back up, and headed towards the bow of the boat. The main stateroom was up front; most of the space was taken up by the bed. "This way," I said. Shay followed close behind me, close enough that I could feel the heat from his body against my skin. Once in the stateroom, he wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me close. "Gonna breed that hole of yours. Give you the gift you've been craving for far too long." I shifted my legs, letting his cock slide between my ass cheeks. Like a poisonous snake seeking out it's prey, Shay's dickhead quickly found my anus. I was sweating but I shivered. It was hard to tell what part the fever was playing and what part was my sheer animal lust for Shay's cock. His HIV status was only a bonus. "Fuck me," I grunted. "Fuck me." "How do you want it? Tell me how you want me to fuck you." "Fuck me raw. Fuck me hard. Fuck me deep," I grunted. "Just fucking bareback me." "Damn. That's what my poz dick wants to hear." He spun me around, gave me a quick kiss, then pushed me back on the bed. I landed in the middle, my legs almost instinctively going up. Shay jumped on the bed, immediately finding his place between my legs. His cockhead was quickly pressed up against my hole again. "Please man. Just give me your infected cock." I had grabbed his hips, and was trying to pull him closer to me. With one hand, Shay was holding up one of my legs. With the other, he was guiding his dick into my hole. "Just put it in me." "I'm trying man," he said, as a finger quickly pressed into my hole. "Just stay still for a second." I forced myself to stop for a moment and relax. I breathed in, and allowed my mind to stop racing. The fever, the pot, the poztalk, it had been overwhelming. Instead, I focused on the hardness pressing against my ass. I allowed my hole to relax. No longer working against my struggles, Shay's manhood slid easily into my hole. "Mmmmmm," I moaned in pleasure. In the frenzy of the past few weeks, even forty-eight hours without sex had felt like a drought. Even just barely two nights felt like far too long without cock. Sunday night, there had been Andre, a trick from on-line. But even being sick, it seemed so long ago. Since that first night with Greg, when I had felt his toxic warmth in me, I had been craving poz seed. But I was also afraid of it. As much as I wanted to be poz, I also remembered how bad it could be. I would have a very special gift, one that I would share widely and freely. I had been seeking out the toxic fluids from many men, and it was clear that I was going to get at least one more toxic load this morning. Shay's cock was already deep inside me. "Yeah," Shay moaned. "You're opening up for my poz cock. Come on. Let me drip my filth deep in your gut." His cock twitched, and I felt the familiar pleasure of pre-cum dripping into me. It was the merest hint of warmth, a slightly unfamiliar taste in the back of my throat as the chemicals from his body infiltrated my bloodstream. There would be heavier weapons soon entering my body soon; even his pre-cum would be full of the deadly virus. "Please," I moaned. "Give it to me. Fucking infect me." All I could think about was how his cock felt inside of me. Despite my knowledge of his status, I hadn't asked him about a condom. I knew what his answer was going to be, and I knew I wouldn't be able to say no to him. There was no choice but to let him enter me without protection. Besides, I had already taken so many poz loads, it would be unseemly to treat him any differently. "Make me poz," I grunted, as he slammed his cock into me. "Fuck yeah," Shay grunted. "Fucking take my poz cock. Let me infect you." Despite the steady stream of pre-cum dripping from his dick, I was still milking his cock hard. All I could imagine was getting more of his cum. In my feverish state, I had somehow convinced myself that my best hope was his cum. I knew there had been a reason for it, something more critical than how good his raw cock felt inside of me. "Fuck, your ass feels so hot. Like it's burning my cock." "Yeah?" I asked. "It's intense. You ok?" "I had a fever earlier." He slowed down his attack, sliding all the way into my hole. "You say you're not a bug chaser," he said. "But..." he continued. "Yeah," I said. "I take a lot of poz cum." "Your hole is on fucking fire. Feels like you got what was coming to you." He smiled. "Feels like the fuck-flu to me." He punched his dick in and out of my hole. "But don't worry. I'm still gonna still give you another load of my poison." He slammed into me, his dick forcing its way deep into my guts. I gasped, then grunted. "Please. Infect me with your AIDS cum." I didn't know where the voice had come from, but it was clear I had said it. "Give me your virus," my mouth said, seemingly under some other control. "Fuck yeah," Shay muttered, slamming his cock back into me. "Dripping that poz juice into you." His cock slid in and out of me, each long stroke evoking pleasure and pain in my guts. "Fucking take my poz cock," he said. I loved that he was poz and he was sharing his gift with me.

Tyler’s Journey to the Dark Side This is the story of Tyler’s Journey to the dark side of sex and drugs. Although he was a junior in high school he was already 18. His parents split up when he was 14 and his father didn’t want anything to do with him. The men his mom dated after that never really filled in for a father figure and at 14 he was too old for the big brother program. He was the oldest of 4 kids with 3 younger sisters. Being the only male in a household of women wasn’t easy. They lived in a small 4 bedroom house in the suburbs. Tyler converted the basement of the house into a bedroom to allow his sisters to each have a room and to provide him a sanctuary from all the women in the house. His life did not give him much to be happy about. He soon began smoking pot. Tyler would spend all day in his basement bedroom getting high. Pot was becoming his escape. The more he got high, the more he began to think and wonder about himself and with his father rejecting him and the nagging of his mother and 3 younger sisters; he was turned off of dating anyone. He just could not stand women. He was scared he was gay and in suburbia he could be ridiculed by classmates. He turned to the internet for someone to talk to about his feeling. That’s when he met Adam. He was in a local gay chat room and Adam was there. Adam was 21 and lived in an apartment complex that was right next to the subdivision where he lived. What Tyler liked about Adam was that he didn’t seem like a stereotypical gay man. Adam said that he was masculine, played sports in high school and was into the outdoors. Tyler and Adam hit it off. The more that they talked the more Tyler accepted the thought he might be gay. Tyler learned that Adam lived whit his boyfriend, Justin. Justin was 25 and the two had been together for 5 years. Adam was very open with the fact that the two of them were also HIV+. Tyler knew about HIV and AIDS and was intrigued with both of these men. They chatted about what led each one to think he was gay and their first sexual experiences. That’s when Tyler admitted he was still a virgin, but he was ready to change that fact. They also chatted about pot and drug use. Tyler learned that both Adam and Justin not only smoked pot, but used other drugs too. Tyler was really intrigued, he had always wanted to experiment with other drugs, he just never knew who to ask, what to ask for and how to take them. Adam said he could fix that for Tyler. One day Adam invited Tyler over so that they all could finally meet face to face. To this point all they knew about each other was through chat and they developed a good friendship. They mad plans for Tyler to come over on a Friday night. This was the Friday when his mother took his sisters to see their paternal grand parents. They would be gone all weekend so he wouldn’t be missed. Right after his mom and sisters left he headed over to the apartment complex where the guys lived. Tyler had on an old pair of blue jeans pulled down so you could see the top half, an old t-shirt, pair of (untied) tennis shoes and a sweat shirt. After a short walk through the snow and found their building and buzzed them so he could be let in. As Tyler reached the third floor he found Adam waiting at the apartment door. Adam was about 6” tall, spiked blond hair and blues eyes. He was well toned and muscular from playing 4 years of high school football, baseball and volleyball. The two shook hands and Adam showed Tyler inside where he met Justin. Justin was a little taller then Adam but just as built. Tyler sat on they couch and so not to crowd the teen, Adam sat on the floor and Justin used a chair next to the couch. The couple looked at Tyler and was infatuated with this cute 18 year old. At 5’ 8”, with a slime frame he was lean. Justin commented on how cute Tyler was and that he’d have no problem finding a boyfriend. They then sat down and started to talk. They asked how much time Tyler had and both got an evil grin when Tyler told them that he had until Sunday night since his Mom and sisters were gone all weekend. The conversation continued and it didn’t take long for the conversation to turn to sex and drugs. Justin asked Tyler what his sexual experience has been and what drugs has he used. Tyler admitted that the only sex he has gotten was from his right hand and the only drug he has tried was pot. Tyler went on to say that he hope to fix all that tonight with the couple. Adam asked what drugs he was open to trying and he answered, what do you got? Justin pulled out a couple pills, first was a blue viagra and the second was a white ecstasy. Justin told Tyler to take 2 viagra and one ecstasy. Then Adam pulled out a joint, letting Tyler know that this was a “special” joint laced with Tina. They told Tyler that the viagra would offset the effect Tina had on getting your dick hard. As they smoke the joint, the couple made sure Tyler got plenty of gatorade to drink. They told Tyler that the gatorade would keep him hydrated. Then Justin pulled out a small vial and put a little into Tyler’s drink telling him that he was giving him some GHB. Tyler drank down his gatorade quickly and was enjoying all the feeling he was experiencing from the drugs he had taken to this point. He felt his 7” cock thicken as they talked about sex and it was evident to Adam and Justin that the viagra was working. Tyler then said something that grabbed the attention of the couple. He told them that ever since learning that they both were HIV+ he wanted to be exactly like them. Adam and Justin were a little stunned and asked if Tyler was certain he wanted to be poz like them. Tyler told them that he couldn’t get the thought of them pozzing him out of his mind. It’s all he thought about on the walk over and he gets very horny at the thought and now that they are in the same room he feels even hornier then ever at the thought of getting pozzed. No the couple had to know that it was the drugs that were making him feel even more horny then he had felt before, but with their drug hazed mind that didn’t enter their thoughts. They asked Tyler again if he was certain that’s what he wanted. All the kid said was ABSOLUTELY! The couple didn’t waste any time and quickly sat down next to the horny teen with Adam on one side and Justin on the other. The couple kissed as they began to play with their new toy. They started off both kissing Tyler and they let their hands roam all over him. They made sure to pay particular attention to the tent in his jeans. And with his jeans as low as he had them it was very easy to expose his hard cock through the piss slit in his boxers. Adam and Just slowly undressed Tyler as they undressed each other. In not time they had him down to his boxers as they had themselves totally naked. They guided Tyler to Justin’s hard, dripping 9” cock. The teen needed to instruction he knew what to do as he lowered his mouth down on Justin’s cock and began to suck. As Tyler worked on Justin’s cock, Adam gave him verbal instructions and before long he was nearly sucking cock like a pro. He would gag as the cock hit the back of his throat. Then Adam told him to breathe in deep through his nose as he went down. That did the trick and Justin’s cock slid into Tyler’s throat. After a good 5 minutes of sucking they repositioned Tyler so that he could get a taste of Adam’s 8” cock. With all that Adam had told Tyler, he was working Adam’s dick with much more expertise then he had Justin’s. The fact that Adam is not as long or as thick as Justin made it easier on its own. After a few minutes of Adam receiving pleasure from Tyler, he needed a little rest. The three continued to kiss and caress each other. Tyler broke off the kiss and asked if they were gona fuck or what. They paused for a moment and asked Tyler again if he was sure he wanted this, if he wanted to be given HIV, the prospect of taking pills his entire life and maybe dying in 20 years. Tyler didn’t even take a second to think about what he had just been told and answered with a FUCK YES! What Tyler didn’t know was that Adam and Justin had talked about pozzing the kid. The topic had dome up on several occasions and always ended up the same (well almost the same) with one fucking the other. Now was the moment, could they go through with the deed especially since Tyler is asking for it. The couple agreed that they needed to move this into one of the back bedrooms. Adam and Justin shared a two bedroom apartment, not for appearances but for the space. They walked by the master bedroom where the two slept to the back bedroom where they had their sling. Tyler was amazed at the contraption. They asked Tyler once more if he was sure about all this, Tyler just nodded. Justin then told Tyler to hope on in and relax. Tyler dropped his boxers and settled into the sling as Adam and Justin placed his wrists and ankles in restraints. Tyler asked what the restraints were for. Adam told him we’ve asked you several times if you are sure about us fucking you and pozzing you; this is to make sure you don’t change your mind at the last second. Justin added that they know he wants this. If he didn’t he would keep asking for them to poz him. They just want to make sure he goes through with this. Adam checks the restraints as Justin was out of Tyler view. Adam then fixed a bandana as a gag and gagged Tyler. When Justin came back into Tyler’s view he had a syringe filled with a clear liquid. Tyler looked up and the two and began to panic. Justin told him that if he was going to do this then they were going to do it right and make sure he got the bug. Adam placed a tourniquet around his arm and did the same to Justin. Tyler watched as Justin stuck the needle into his own arm and drew pack some blood. Then he did the same to Adam. Neither one received any of the clear fluid in the syringe. Adam then places a tourniquet on Tyler’s arm and held it down. They told Tyler that he better hold still so that he would not get seriously hurt. Tyler began to breathe very fast as Justin stuck him with the needle. Justin drew back a little bit of blood to make sure he hit the vein and then pushed all the liquid into Tyler’s vein. Justin said that he just gave Tyler a slam of Tina and soon he would be flying high and very horny. And with some of their blood mixed in there was no way of telling which one pozzed him and there was no turning back, Tyler was going to be as poz as they were. Adam removed the gag and all Tyler said was, oh my god, what the fuck did I agree to, what the fuck! Then Justin counted down, 3, 2, 1 and as he removed the tourniquet on 1 he then said BANG! They both watched as Tyler could feel the rush up his arm, into his chest then into his throat as Justin leaned in and kissed Tyler just as Tyler let out a cough and gasped for air. Justin could feel the change in the teen as they kissed. As the two kissed, Adam got between Tyler’s legs and began to lick and nibble on the drugged up teen’s ass. Tyler let out a moan into his kiss with Justin. The kiss continued with them exchanging spit back and forth while Adam continued to lube up Tyler’s hole. Just as Justin broke off the kiss, Adam was read to enter the teen’s virgin hole. Tyler locked eyes with Adam as he began to slid his cock in side his ass. Adam was gentle knowing this was the kid’s first fuck and Tyler was lucky that Adam was the one to break him in. With the slam taking full effect on Tyler Adam had no problem inching his way in side the teen’s formerly virgin hole. Once in side Adam began to slowly fuck Tyler. Making sure to his all the spots that make a young boy moan in pleasure. As Adam worked away, Justin slipped out of view to fix 2 slams for himself and Adam. He also made sure that they all had fresh viagra since he noticed that Tyler had become a little limp. Adam paused for a moment to take his viagra then continued to fuck Tyler. A few minutes later Justin returned with a slam for Adam. Once again Adam paused to get his slam and then began to fuck the teen harder. Soon he was like a rabbit fucking him when he yelled out that he was about to cum. One more good hard thrust and Adam grunted out FUCK and shot his load into Tyler. As Adam pulled out they all noticed that Tyler was rock hard again. Tyler asked if they would release his arms so he could jerk off while Justin fucked him. He was told no way, that keeping him hard and horny helped Tyler accept his new status. No possible way of cumming then having regrets. There would be time for him to cum later when he would fuck a final neg load into Adam. Justin wasted no time and would not allow any of Adam’s seed to drip from Tyler’s hole. He quickly rammed his full 9” into the kid as Adam gave Tyler another slam. Tyler was really flying now. He just wanted to have sex any way he could get it. Adam and Justin knew if they introduced Tyler to the drug scene it was only a mater of time before he would be pozzed. Justin was more viscous with his fuck then Adam was. He pounded away on Tyler’s hole; driving Adam’s cum deeper into the kid and making room for his own huge load to be deposited. Adam wasn’t finished either. His cock was springing back to life (thanks in part to the viagra and in part to watching Adam fuck). He walked over to Tyler’s head and taped his hard cock on the boy’s lips. Tyler knew what to do without a word being spoken. He opened his mouth and began to suck cock. Adam could tell Tyler was enjoying having a cock in both ends. Adam felt the moans around his cock as Justin fucked into Tyler. Justin fucked Tyler longer then Adam did. Then again Justin is vers/top where Adam is a vers/bttm. Justin knew Adam would not last long with Tyler sucking his cock like he was so he knew he needed to deposit his load soon. He began to grunt with every thrust. Adam had been on the receiving end of Justin’s cock to know he was close to cumming. Adam threw his head back and could feel his balls churning up. Then with a few more grunts Justin let loose a huge load of cum and slammed deep into Tyler; so deep he passed the second internal ring deep in side the boy’s gut. A few seconds later Adam looked down at Tyler as he was about to let loose his own load and told the boy just to swallow as he came. Adam made sure that Tyler had no choice but to swallow by holding a hand on the back of the kid’s head. A few seconds passed as they all were catching their breathes. Tyler finished swallowing Adam’s cum as Justin slowly pulled his cock from the boy’s hole quickly replacing it with a good size butt plug so that no cum would escape.

Had a nice condom to BB session. Went to the bathhouse saturday.with the husband. He’s a power bottom, so on the occasions I want to get loaded up, we hit a bathhouse he lets me do my own thing. Found a hot twink with a big ol cock couldn’t get it hard for me so I fucked his hot hole and delivered a big load balls deep. This happens to me more often the not when I’m at a bathhouse.... always a sea of bottoms Still on the hunt for my own load. Eventually found a hot black guy who took me back to his room. Sucked his big fat 8 inch cock on my knees on the bed and whispered, “breed me balls deep”. I then got on all fours. Heard the unmistakeable sound of a condom being opened. Damn I thought He tried to shove it in with no mercy, and not being fucked for 4 months, you just can’t do that with my ass. I explained to him my ass was 4 months in fucked and asked him to get on his back so I could take his fat cock at my own pace. He obliged and I sat and grind on his covered. Cock. Over and over he get saying, “damn you’re so fucking tight”. Through the moans I could feel his cock deflate. I stood up and let his limp cock fall out. I was about to leave, but he took the condom off and his cock immediately got rock hard again. Knowing it was as my moment. I sat my muscle ass on his throbbing raw cock and took all 8 inches in one thrust. I rode and grind his cock for only a few minutes and heard a moan followed by the surge of nut flooding my guts. Wasn’t amazing but I fucking love it when I get dudes to take their condoms off and breed.

Cheers mate. We don't say Daddy in Australia. It's Dad. When I read or hear people say Daddy I see it as a reference to an age gap in a relationship, rather than being related. The emphasis here needs to be that they are father and son, not Dad/Boy.

My eyes had now become more accustomed to the darkness in the room but I still could really only just make out shapes. I could tell that the guy now standing by the fuck bench was much darker skinned than Bobby, the AIDS ridden man who had just filled my arse with his toxic load. But it wasn’t until this new guy leant forward to speak to me that I realised he was West Indian. ‘Hey, I’m Devon’ he told me, ‘You liked Bobby’s cock then?’ he asked as his fingers entered my hole. ‘His cum feels hot in your arse, ready for another load?’ Sitting up I reached out to this big black guy, I found that he was much less skinny than Bobby. He had a mat of short curly hair on his chest and his arms were strong and muscled. But it was when I reached his cock that I found his greatest attribute. I gasped and he chuckled. ‘Think you can handle it?’ he asked. ‘How big is it?’ I asked, astonished by how thick and long it was. It seemed to pulse in my hand and I found that my fingers didn’t reach around the shaft which started thick but widened even more at the centre before tapering off toward his balls. But it was the head on it that was so amazing, it felt like an apple under a thick foreskin, it must have been twice as wide as his shaft. ’Near 11 inches’ he drawled, ‘and not many guys manage to get the head through their ring first time, well not easily’ he laughed. I had to taste him, I leant forward and tried to take that enormous knob into my mouth. I slid his foreskin back and nursed on his glans, he tasted strong, manly, his pre-cum was metallic as it coated my tongue. It felt enormous in my mouth, I wondered if it really was too big for my arse. He pushed me away. ‘I’ll stretch your throat open later if you think you can take it, but it’s your arse I want first. I want to sink my cock into Bobby’s cum and make sure it’s massaged nice and deep inside you.’ He knelt down, lifting my legs so that he could rim my hole, cleaning away Bobby’s cum that had leaked from me. Then he stood and we kissed, him sharing the cum and arse juices that he had just collected. I could taste my arse, Bobby’s cum, Devon’s mouth, our tongues duelling as we devour each other. ‘I love Bobby’s aids cum’ he tells me, as he collects more on his fingers and feeds it to me. ‘I’m high VL too, not been on meds for months, but not nearly as high as Bobby is.’ My stomach tightens again, what the fuck am I doing here? Should I get out now? But my cock was as hard as I have ever felt, the eroticism of the scene, my arse still tingling from being comprehensively bugged just a few minutes before and the anticipation of trying to take this monster inside me. Once more the brown bottle comes out, I take a couple of draws on the bottle before offering it to Devon, thoughts of making my escape gone. ‘I want to fuck you without for now’ he tells me, ‘the poppers will make me cum too quickly. But you keep them to hand, you’re gonna need them mate.’ He roughly lifts my legs back up, making me fall back on the bed. I manage to open my lube bottle and slather some onto his cock, but then he’s over me. I feel his bulbous cock head against my ring, starting to stretch me open. He presses harder, I feel my hole stretching to the maximum, but I’m not open enough to let him in yet. It starts to hurt like fuck, it feels like my ring will tear apart if he goes any deeper. ‘Take some deep breaths of your poppers mate’ he tells me, ‘then let me know when you are ready for me to try again.’ I take deep breaths from the poppers bottle, feeling the chemicals course through my lungs into my blood stream, reaching my brain, I try to will my arse to relax. ‘I’m about ready…..’ I start, but am stopped as Devon pulls back before viciously ramming forward. It feels like a cricket ball is rammed through my muscle, I actually scream with the pain, I wonder if he’s torn me. My ring clamps back behind his cock head, I feel my arse muscles twitching around the shaft itself, that alone being bigger than any I’ve ever received before. He pauses with his massive cock head just inside me. ‘Fuck, you bastard’ I cry through my tears, ‘I wasn’t fucking ready!’ He laughs. A deep sinister sound. ‘You’d never have taken it if I’d not made you, mate, and remember, it’s gonna hurt just as much when I pull it out!’ My head spins with the sensations, I start to wish I’d not come here tonight. But I realise that this is what I really do need, what I’m meant to do. I’ve always known I will get knocked up sometime, I’ve barebacked for years, so what better way than this? And I can always go to hospital in the morning to get PEP if I want, but I know already that I’m lying to myself. Devon presses forward and drives more of his shaft through my obscenely stretched arse. I think that no cock will feel the same after this. It feels like a mini fist is travelling through my rectum, that enormous cock head pushing past the fragile tissue of my arse, forcing a path to open up around it. I’ve never felt anything like this before, I’ve never been fisted and never done it to anyone else, afraid of the damage that it seems to do the guys who do. After this I reckon I could take a fist if the hand was small enough Devon starts working my hole with his awesome cock, he would push a couple of inches in, then draw back out. Then harder in again, then out until his cock head was pulling my sphincter out. Then that ride back through me, pushing even deeper into my guts. He reaches a stop. I feel him press against the rear of my rectum causing a dull pain, surely he can’t try to get more in? He pulls out, then aims his cock to one side, pressing hard against the wall again. And again he drives and again it stops, he tries again, battering, bruising, it fucking hurts. ‘Woah, no more’ I tell him, ‘that’s as far in as I can take.’ I push against his chest, try to stop him pounding my guts. I realise now that he’s stronger than I thought, so much stronger than I am. I’m truly at his mercy, I have no way to stop this big guy raping my hole. I hear him chuckle again, coldly, determined. No words, he just continues to pound the wall of my intestines, I worry he’s going to rupture something inside me. His strong arms are holding my legs against his chest as he rams again. And again. Trying different angles. I consider shouting out, shouting rape, would anyone stop his brutal assault? Suddenly his cock finds an opening, I feel a deep, different ache as his cock head forces through a restriction inside me, I know he has passed my second opening. I’d heard of guys doing this but hardly even believed it was possible. But I know for sure that this is what is happening, that his cock head is forcing its way into my intestines, stretching me internally. It still hurts but it’s different, a stretching sensation that I’ve never felt before, more like it’s something that shouldn’t happen, but not really painful. His cock head is managing to straighten my intestines, allowing him to slide in deeper. Then I feel it, his scratchy pubes pressing against my tender arse ring, I know I’ve taken him all. He rests a moment, his cock cooking inside my hot bowels. I realise that there are shadows all around us, there must be eight or ten guys watching. I reach out, feel a leg, a cock is put in my hand. I draw it to my mouth and suck it, it tastes of arse, of lube, I know I’m sucking a cock that has not long been inside another guys hole, its uncut and I lick under the foreskin, cleaning fuck knows what from around this anonymous guys cock head, his balls smell of fucking and sweat and cum, this is the sleaze that I love about this place. Other hands are massaging my nipples, I feel a hand trying to reach under Devon to feel my stretched hole, squeezing his balls. Someone is trying to suck my cock. Devon pulls his cock head out of my deepest ring, I feel a short relief but immediately he pushes back in. He repeats this, the sensation making me buck against him, relief and then pain, again and again, I know he is stretching me open, I feel him loosening me up. Then he starts to fuck me. His strokes get longer and longer, each time he bottoms out inside me, soon he is pulling all 11 inches out to the maximum, then making long slow strokes back into my intestines, undoubtedly driving Bobby’s toxic seed deeper and deeper into my body. His cock head repeatedly drives past my prostate, then back into me, then out to my arse ring to stretch the muscle outward. He is driving me to distraction with the mixture of pleasure and pain, the overriding sensation is pain, it hurts but I fucking love the hurt, my bowels being churned, tissues being bruised, muscles forced to open against the natural control of my body. The hands continue to caress my body, my nipples are twisted and squeezed, another cock is driven into my throat, balls against my lips, hands feel Devon’s cock, as he slides in and out. I hear one guy say ‘the whore is taking it bareback.’ Another guy tuts, sounds disgusted. My legs are free, sometimes I squeeze them around Devon’s body, sometimes he grabs them, I am wet with my sweat, I feel Devon’s sweat drip onto me. He starts to get faster, I don’t know how long he has been fucking me, his cock is driving now like a big piston, his cock head driving through me, he is groaning, someone is wanking my cock, then they squeeze my balls, a shot of different pain, but the cock in my mouth stops me complaining. It’s a long thin cock, the guy pushes it into my throat and holds it there, cutting off my oxygen, before pulling back out. My whole world is these cocks, these anonymous men using my body, nothing else matters. Devon takes a slightly different angle and his cock head smashes into my prostate, my cock jerks as I shoot off volley after volley of cum, my hole unable to clamp down means that my orgasm is intense and seems unending. The pressure of my hole around Devon’s shaft makes him slow, then he rams deeper than ever, if that is possible, he bellows as he shoots his seed, toxic waves of semen, I don’t feel it but I know that his cock head is again deep inside my intestines. Surely his cock head must be blocking the semen from returning, so it can only travel deeper into my body. I remember him telling me about his high viral load, I realise that there is no stopping the virus that is being injected into the deepest recesses of my body. Absorbing through the walls of my intestines, into god know how many tears, cuts, abrasions that these two guys have caused inside me as they pounded my guts. I black out. I guess the mixture of Viagra and Poppers, the lack of oxygen from the cock in my throat, the intensity of my orgasm. I come to, my hole is empty but within seconds a cock is pushing in, smaller, not so long, I realise its another man A voice at my ear, Devon’s. ‘Never fucked a guy that deep the first time he’s been with me before, mate. Think my cum must be up in your stomach! These guys are queueing up to have a go, that ok with you?’ I think that I’ve really had enough. The cock in my arse isn’t doing it for me to be honest and I think about rolling away from him. But I feel him ram deep into me and cry out as he has already reached his climax. I snort more poppers, the thought that I’ve taken three loads of strangers cum and there were more waiting made my cock harden again with excitement. Fuck it, I think. I nod. ‘Yeh, I tell him, I want everything they can give me.’

There are times when I want a lot of really anonymous sex. Going to the bathhouse and finding a fuck bench in a dark corner is perfect for me then. I just climb on the bench with my ass facing the door, and wait for the cocks to cum inside. The initial few fucks brings in a crowd, and that feeds my need to have sex in public, even though it is in almost total darkness. When the fun is over, I put in a butt plug to keep as much cum inside as possible. I make sure it is big enough to seal me tight, but not so big that I can't go walking around with it in my ass. It makes me feel like a total slut, and I like that. With anonymous sex like I had the other day, any man I meet later on could have been fucking me earlier, and that uncertainty turns me on.

Never been GB'd but the idea of taking dicks of various length and girth makes me wanna try, the idea of my hole being used and opened in different ways. They'd have to be gentle! I'd love to meet a hot vers couple and let them use my ass to give me a taste of GB fucking.

13! All boys should get pozzed at 13 and grow it through their body as it grows from boy to man - aids wasting many before they reach 18

Two loads off BBRT last night, both dirty. Same MO for both: waited for the first on the edge of the bed, ass up, face down, lights low, door unlocked. Mexican came in, fucked me and bailed. The 2nd was a hot as fuck young black dude with a huge upward curving cock. He took a long time reaming me out slow, side to side, deep and rough before he finally let go. Fuck yuh!

fucking hot. ANyone who bottoms raw WANTS to be poz, no matter what they say.