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Well this is strange place I, Darius, find myself in at the moment sitting here waiting for my new lover to move in to the house that I now own after my previous lover sadly passed away. Now don't get me wrong it was inevitable as his health deteriorated rapidly over the last few months of his life and I had the luxury of time to adjust and prepare myself, and yes he died from hiv complications. He was the one I crazily got seduced by and now I am his legacy and continuing what he started 20 years ago, back then I was a randy and always horny 22 year old and he, Curtis, was a cum shooting 40 year old that loved dipping his dick in to greedy asses and breeding them. Oh Curtis, when I think about him I get hard without any question and all through our time together there was never any day where I didn't get 3 or 4 loads from him and sometimes 6 or 7 at the weekends. I'm now rock hard and oozing toxic pre-cum courtesy of Curtis's strain my underwear now has a sticky wet patch that I finger and lick remembering him. Curtis stood five feet eleven slightly taller than my five feet seven which he always maintained provided him easier access to my ass when we fucked missionary style, his swimmers build was perfectly bronzed. Unusual for a guy with strawberry blond hair and green eyes who usually go red then fade, his undeniable quality was his cock which probed the inner depths of my body at eight and a half inches long and 7 inches thick, when fully erect you could crash a car in to it and do a lot of damage to the car as it stood rock hard like an iron bar on a mission. Me, oh I still retain my firm pert ass and ample seven inch cock, my body is a little wider but still fairly trim and there are grey hairs coming through the mousy brown hair as age defines me. So while I am waiting for my new lover Zack to appear who is 10 years my junior I thought I would write down about how my toxic life began all those years ago. Fresh out of education and working with an accountancy company I had rented a small place not far from Gihrardelli square in San Fran, it was modest but serviced my needs and was comfortable with a great view over the bay. The location was great as it was close enough to the city and plenty of gay action around the area, being new to the area I was much in demand having moved there from Oakland. I had returned from a run along the shore line and showered walking around the apartment with a towel wrapped around me feeling particularly horny as always after I had been running. I wasn't in the mood for company and about to fire up Grindr only to find my phone battery had died, I put it on charge and opened up my laptop and decided to go on to a gay porn site and find some fuck clips, you know one of the free ones. As usual I found some of the barebacking clips not that I ever did raw sex but liked watching them and finding ones where the top actually loaded the bottom rather than pulling out to cum then putting it back in afterwards, I didn't know then why I found those videos disappointing but when it was clear to see the top actually orgasm deep in his bottom it always got me off. I tutted to myself as another clip ended with a wasted load over the bottoms ass instead of in it, I scrolled down to the screen to look at the related clips any my attention was drawn to the thumbnail of a guy holding his erect cock with what looked like quite a big PA. The person wasn't a double take looker in fact just pretty ordinary and the clip was only 3 minutes long so I decided to have a look anyway and soon I was hooked watching as the guy was rubbing his cock talking to the camera. "You like this don't you it is what you pervs crave, my toxic cock buried deep inside you unleashing it's destruction. That's right guys unmedicated poz cock and my viral load grows day by day, you haven't lived until you have had the thrill of feeling my 8.5 inches of rock hard ass destroyer pulsing deep inside knowing it will infect you and bring you in to the brotherhood for life. I need to fuck you pussy boys and let you feel what a real man fucking you feels like, I will fuck you and knock you up and don't even think for one minute I will pull out if you ask me to as it ain't gonna happen. You should feel how hard it is right now, it feels so good in my hand but it needs your neg ass to breed". The clip ended and one of those annoying ads appeared, I looked down and my cum soaked hand having been so engrossed and turned on by him I had jacked off within those 3 minutes, my face was flustered and I found myself panting lightly at my orgasm. I bookmarked the link to this clip and over the next few nights I would watch it again and again. It got to the point that I even created an account on the porn site to leave a comment, surprisingly only 7 comments had been left mostly about how mice the meat looked and how they would like to get to fucked. I looked at his profile shocked to find that his location was San Fran and his scree name "SteelCock" made me smile but his last online date was around 9 months ago, did I detect disappointment hell yes but anyway I still left a comment it was the least I could do for the pleasure it brought me in 3 minutes. "Always gets me hard and jacking off listening to him and watching him massage his beautiful cock". I hit the submit button and logged off going to bed as it was coming up to 11pm. The next day I logged on and saw that a couple of people had like my comment and I saw one response "ditto", I logged in to my account decided to leave a thumbs up on the guy who responded, but immediately my attention was drawn to the flashing "Message Waiting" on the screen. I clicked on it not really sure what to expect but I stared at the screen seeing the message was from SteelCock, I clicked to open the message. "Hey, see you are in SF though not much detail on your profile, hit me up if your neg and willing for a guaranteed breeding". It was short but to the point, I was in a state of shock reading and re-reading the message but I was kind of drawn in, but also wondering if the guy really was real and genuine but kind of turned on at the same time. I was the kind of guy who let older guys fuck me but I usually drew the limit at 30 years old, but in turn I especially liked to fuck guys my age or younger. My hands were already tapping at the keyboard typing out a response blindly. "Hey, not so sure on the willing but hell your hot and loved your clip, I am 22". Needless to say our messages went on for a couple of days where gradually he coaxed more and more out of me, I should have paid more attention to what I said in my first message to him where I stated "not so sure" as he took that as a "probability" and carefully but not overstepping boundaries he was dropping seductive comments in his messages to me. As the weekend drew nearer he asked I plucked up the courage to see if we wanted to meet face to face in public and have a coffee, partly out of sussing out if he was real, surprisingly he agreed and that Saturday afternoon I sat in Gihrardelli square waiting where he told me to be at the coffee shop outside. He said that I would recognise him from the clip without any doubt and he wasn't wrong, I'm not sure if I smiled but I got his eye as soon as he turned the corner and appeared. He sat opposite me after getting us both a coffee and we casually chatted, there was no mention of sex, just a normal conversation with what I was beginning to see was a charismatic charming guy who I knew had a devious streak and wanted only one thing, but I was to drawn in by him and we kind of clicked and got on really well. We had several casual meetings at the same coffee shop a few times a week in the evenings to the point where I was neglecting having sex with guys and concentrating purely on him, when I returned home each time I would jack off furiously completely horned up imagining having sex and feeling his cock deep inside me. A few weeks later we met on a Sunday afternoon for a light lunch then as usual we headed down to the shore for a walk. "So Darius tell me about your love life" he asked as we walked along the shore, I chuckled "I don't have a love life just fucks for the moment", he smiled "A sexy young guy like you and you have no lover". I smiled and bumped my shoulder against his in a friendly gesture "When I am ready then maybe but just not found the right one" a statement that was partially true as I was growing fonder of Curtis as we got to know each other. He looked at me all serious like "You know I want to fuck you Darius and have so since we first me" his statement caught me unaware although it was something I kind of knew that still caused conflicting emotions in me "You don't see me as a friend then" I asked wanting to get an angle of what he was really thinking, his hand patted my shoulder "I do like you Darius but I want to breed your neg ass real good" I literally shuddered hearing the words. "But how do you know I am neg?" I asked as the thought struck me, he chuckled "Your resisting having sex with me Darius it is that obvious", I walked quiet for a moment lost for something to say "I don't know" I replied taking a deep breath to steady myself "I jack off thinking about you every night and more so after we have been together" fuck why did I say that I thought to myself, I was revealing more and more about me to him without rhyme or reason. He smirked and patted my ass "Deep down you want this to happen don't you Darius" he said without looking at me as we climbed around a rock outcrop on the shore finding ourselves alone, my resistance to him was waning more and more "If you used a condom I would fuck without hesitation" I stopped walking feeling a chilly breeze from the ocean coming ashore, he stopped and looked at me "Condom is no use it will break easily from the pounding I will give you so its pointless to start with" he replied raising his hand and stroking the side of my face "It is just a matter of time before you willingly let me take you" he said with confidence. I gulped as he moved closer to me sensing what was about to happen and I was secretly only to ready to kiss him, he leaned forward his lips brushing mine but he quickly kissed me on the cheek "Let's head back I think we have walked far enough" he said turning to walking off. I was close to throwing a tantrum for some reason, he had well and truly teased me making me yearn even more for him. Curtis was smiling but I couldn't see his face, he knew I was hooked and would end up under him for sure. He was good at playing it cool the next time we met for a coffee as if we had never spoken about him gifting me, our chats and meetings were getting longer and longer as I really enjoyed his company. It was during one of our walks along the shore a few days later that I ventured to ask him "How many have you done it to?" half not expecting much of a response but he looked at me "Knowingly about 2 a year, but plenty have had my seed through casual fucking" he replied, guessing he was being open with me I probed further "Do they all get it then?" he smiled and for the first time he put his arm around my shoulder "Unless there really lucky but most get infected, I have a very high viral load and by the time I finish with them it is already in their system", it was kind of creepy hearing this but I didn't pull away from him "And you only do them the once?" I asked looking up at him. He stopped "Your very curious this evening. I never usually go back for seconds it can be awkward" he said with his eyes fixed on me, "I see and are they ones that don't know what your doing to them?" I felt very awkward asking that silly question but he nodded "If they show any hesitation I will stealth them" his arm holding me closer as we continued walking. We reached back to Gihrardelli square and was about to part company when I did the stupidest thing and asked him if he wanted to come back to mine, Curtis looked at me and smiled "No I don't think so your not ready for me yet" he said and it was a very obvious statement of his intention. My face must have been a picture of disappointment and conflict and Curtis registered this and knew that actually I was seduced enough ready for the taking. "I have an idea, a friend of mine has a house in Napa, why don't we go there this weekend we can leave Friday and come back Sunday?" he suggested and it sounded like a great idea to escape the city, I knew what I was letting myself in for and agreed trying to put a casual "Yeah that sounds nice" kind of attitude. My walk home was hasty as I needed to wank big time, Curtis would pick me up at 4pm on Friday and finally we would be spending time together. I wasn't fooled and realised I had just committed myself to getting hiv willingly but was it worth the price, probably not and the dumbest thing I would ever do, Curtis had got me to fallen in love with him and as it stood I was willing to do anything for him. It was so casual as if we were friends going away for the weekend, we had been here for an hour and he made no advances towards me just the kiss on the cheek as he picked me up. We had a lovely dinner in Sonoma and headed back to the house perched on a hill overlooking the vineyards that was quite magical. I stood on the veranda watching the landscape and somehow at peace with my decision to come here, I remembered him saying that most of the guys he knocked up had been one time hook ups and strangely felt that maybe I was being treated differently, my thoughts interrupted as he approached carrying a glass of wine for me. I sighed looking out over the rolling hills "It's perfect here isn't it?" he said and I nodded sipping my wine "It is quite special here" I replied, Curtis put his arm around me "Special place for a special person" he kissed me on the head, he pulled his phone out and set it on video holding it up so we were both in shot before pressing the record button and what proceeded was the most unusual conversation that helped seal my fate. Curtis spoke first "So Darius why did you agree to come here with me?" "You invited me here" I replied looking at him. Curtis smiled "Are you turned on by me Darius?" "I think you know that but yes incredibly so" I replied looking at the phones screen. "Do you want me to fuck you or make love to you Darius?" he asked watching me. I hesitated briefly and went for broke "Both". Curtis laughed "You understand that I only fuck bareback and will cum inside you?". I nodded "Yes". "You know I am hiv positive and have a very high viral load that will infect you?" he said smirking. "Yes" I gulped which sounded louder in my head than it actually was. Curtis smiled "Are you willingly going to engage in bareback sex with me and let me breed you?". The words bouncing in my ears but I nodded "Yes, willingly". "Why is that Darius?" Curtis asked looking into the phones screen. I wanted to say it but should I pausing for a moment unsure what to say before I opened my mouth "I'm in love with you". Curtis abruptly stopped recording and put the phone and my glass of wine down turning me to him and before I could gauge his reaction his tongue was already deep in my mouth kissing me. His arms wrapped around my back picking me up and carrying me to the bedroom where we both stripped naked in between the frantic kissing, my hand delved down finding his cock that was pressed up hard against me. I must have looked shocked when I finally felt it with my hand for the first time, it was thick and it was as hard definitely the hardest cock I had ever felt and then the PA was cool to touch, Curtis smiled and his tongue licked my lips "You know that is going in your ass and won't come out until I have left you with my gift Darius". Curtis ran his hands up my chest then pushed me backwards hard, falling on the bed his hands quickly grabbing my legs pulling me forward until my ass hung over the edge of the bed, his legs hooking mine around his hips as he leaned forward his face inches from mine "I'm going to give it to you Darius make no mistake about it" his words filtering through the haze of desire to be fucked by him "You want it and I know you do", where had this come from I quickly questioned my decision, how had he reduced me to this I began thinking but his tongue was invading my mouth again, any resistance I had at knowing this was a bad decision was gone. Curtis knew the power of seduction but he never expected it would result in me falling in love with him, it was his patience at not rushing me in the first place that paid off in his eyes. I moaned subtly as I felt the metal rubbing at my hole with the pressure gradually increasing prising my hole open, my arms pinned above my head and he continued kissing me deep. The searing pain reverberated around my hole moving deeper as he finally pushed the head of his cock in to my ass, I couldn't scream only moan and mumble my mouth full of his tongue. My arms wriggling in a pretence of trying to escape, he tightened hold of my arms and looked at me "Don't fight it Darius you have been waiting for me to do this" he said. My eyes giving away my desire drove him on, the pain grew in intensity slowly guiding and forcing his cock through my unlubed ass, pushing his cock deep my ass opened wider the deeper he penetrated me, tiny tears opening in my anal wall as the head of his cock and PA worked their way in. My legs clamped around his waist squeezing as my back arched and I moaned louder my eyes watering from the pain, but my legs squeezing gave him all the encouragement he need pushing the final 3 inches hard and without mercy in to me until he was balls deep and coming to a rest. Finally he stopped kissing me and I gasped and moaned trying to thrash around but his cock had me staked on the bed, I looked up from the watery eyes as a tear escaped the corner "Breed me" I commanded out of nowhere, he smiled "Your mine Darius" and gave me several hard thrusts causing me to scream in pain or pleasure I don't remember which but my back arched higher as he wriggled his ass and the cock massaged deep inside my ass, a pleasure I had never felt before overtook me and my mouth filled with his tongue again. Some say that long strokes are good for fucking, but I can tell you that feeling his cock buried so deep in my body, his balls pressed up hard against my ass and just his hips doing the thrusting turned my world upside down when it came to sex in the future. The pain had gone only to be replaced by the feeling of him filling my ass with his cock was more than I could take, my own cock jolted and I cried in to his mouth as my cum shot up both of our chests. Curtis moaned in pleasure in to my mouth the speed of his hips movement increasing along with the intensity he stopped kissing me and looked me in the eye "Your ready for breeding Darius" he said smirking as a bead of his sweat dripped on to my face "What do you want Darius" he asked intently staring at me never missing a beat with his fucking. I looked up at him "Fuck me please" I said, he smirked again "Tell me what you really want Darius" this time he ground his hips hard against me "Ahh fuck, breed me give it to me" I was now pleading but he simply smiled "No that's not it Darius tell me what you want" he asked again, he was going to make me say it "Poz me give me your toxic seed" I almost cried wondering how I could be such a dirty slut and say those words. What had Curtis done to me in such a short space of time was reduce me to a bug chasing bottom begging to get knocked up. Curtis looked and smiled at me he hips ramping up and I could now feel the pain again in my ass as he started to really fuck me harder "That's a good boy you know what you want now but then you always wanted it didn't you?" he asked kissing me tenderly this time, I nodded "You knew I wanted it" I could see the look in his eyes as he tried to hold off from breeding me edging himself them slowing, a trick that allows the balls to build up a momentous amount of cum that would be ready and poised to strike their victim. His cock showed no signs relinquishing it's destructive duty in my ass and I found myself pleading over and over for him to impregnate me with his seed. My ass was beginning to feel painfully sore at the constant pumping of his cock, Curtis looked up and groaned loudly before returning his gaze to me a big grin on his face "Oh baby your fucked for life now" he groaned and slammed his hips so hard against my ass I thought it would split open. The jolts from his hips felt like electric shocks running through and down to the end of his cock as it jumped and pulsed hard against my anal wall finally releasing his toxic seed flooding me and seeping in to the tears of my bleeding ass, Curtis groaned continuously for what seemed like ages finally collapsing on top of me his mouth seeking mine as we kissed and his hips ground against my ass. When he finally took his cock painfully out of my ass he looked down at me "Breeding you felt better than I could have imagined, welcome to the brotherhood Darius", he climbed on the bed and held me in his arms for an hour before turning the light off and falling asleep. I woke up early in the morning and ran to the bathroom, I sat on the toilet letting out a bubbling fart followed by a steady stream of his cum mixed with my blood now a rusty brown colour, I looked down at the result of our fuck and couldn't believe how much of his toxic seed had been released in to my body. I felt bad and stupid and slowly wiped my ass that was still tender and returned to the bedroom climbing back in to bed, Curtis stirred cuddling up against me I could feel his cock growing nestled between my ass cheeks, slowly his body pushed me on my stomach, rolling on top of me his cock slipping deeper between my ass cheeks seeking my hole, I winced at the pain but he was already pushing it back deep inside me. This time he slowly fucked me for several hours breeding me a further 3 times before we even got out of bed, he leaned his head forward to face me "Did you mean what you said last night?" he asked, I looked slightly confused "What did I say?", he smiled "You love me". I looked him in the eye and nodded "Yes". By the time we left on Sunday evening I took a couple of more hard poundings from him but mostly our time was spent making love. We saw each other most nights for a week until I fell ill where he cared for me and after I was better I got tested and confirmed that Curtis had indeed converted me. He seemed happy but then one night I was going through the porn site looking for his clip via my bookmark but it was not found, even his profile had been deactivated. I didn't know what to make of it at first until there was a knock at the door and he stood there holding his hand "Darius come you belong with me" was all that he said, hence this is where my toxic life began. All through the 20 years Curtis and I was breed guys either willingly or by stealth at the bathhouse, until that fateful day 15 years in to our relationship that Zack contacted us through a website. He was one smart well educated dirty slut who craved us to keep him prisoner until he converted, well Zack joined us the house we now owned Napa for a long weekend where Curtis and I took turns nailing the pool guys ass. When Zack wasn't getting fucked he turned his attention to me and although 10 years younger he made me his bitch quite easily due to his quite muscular build, Curtis would quite often film Zack recharging me with his own strain of our seed. Over the course of several months Zack confessed he had fallen in love with us both since that weekend he converted and he made a solemn promise to Curtis after his health deteriorated that he would move in and take care of me, Curtis smiled and whispered thank you to him. True to his words he arrived just as I finish recounting my meeting with Curtis his belongings in tow, Zack kissed me deeply.

Chapter V After some small talk, quite awkward really. Randy soon left and seemed quite sorry about what he had done with Nigel. Nigel was quite contrite, also, and apologized to me profusely. I told him not to worry about it as although I was jealous, it had been hot as hell to watch them. I didn't mention the tattoo though as I wanted to think about that a bit. The scene of Randy's huge black cock and his dark skin compared to Nigel's very pale skin was an image I could not get out of my mind. I was wondering what it would look like with that BBC fucking my very pale twink boyfriend's ass and filling if full ov cum. We always fucked with condoms, but I wondered what it would look like with Nigel's beautiful ass dripping cum. Then I was thinking, OMG, it can't happen because Randy is POZ. Damn, I found myself getting so hard it hurt. I almost raped Nigel's hole when we went to bed. The next few days flew by fast. We did keep in touch with Randy. I fucked Nigel like a madman during this time. Friday night arrived and the day before we had found out that Randy had a rare Friday night off and invited him over for dinner again. We had actually went to the restaurant where he worked on Thursday evening. While there, Nigel was flirting almost uncontrollably with Randy who returned it just as much. We did find our that, although Randy was single, he did have somewhat of a crush on another waiter there named Justin. We did see him too, and he was another twink almost identical to Nigel, only he was black. His build was almost identical to my boyfriend and hot looking as hell too. We didn't extend our invite to him as Randy told us he hadn't approached Justin yet to see if he was interested in dating yet. Randy had told us he was going to bring another bottle of wine and one of his own favorite videos for us to watch. We could hardly wait for Fridayl evening to get here. Nigel was almost flying high about it, while I was looking forward to it also, but with some worry too. What if they started to make out and got carried away like last time. Would I, or could I, stop it Did I even want to, knowing Randy was poz and they hadn't even thought about a condom last time. If Randy tried to fuck Nigel could I get them to wrap it up, did I even want Randy's poz bbc wrapped or did I want to see my loved one take a chance on getting pozzed? What a dilemma. Randy arrived a little early, again, carrying a nice bottle of wine and a couple of dvds for us to watch. Nigel was cooking tonight so Randy and I went to the TV room. We had a gass of wine and put one of the vids in to watch until dinner was ready. My mouth fell open from the start of it. The first images were 3 bbc guys and all had biohazards tats just above their cocks. On then bed was a clim cute white twink tied down with his legs in the air and spread wide and his hole lubed and ready. Each of the black guys had cocks that looked to be at the smallest to be close to 10 inches long. As I watched, the first guy walked up to the twink and just rammed his cock in deep in one thrust. The twink groaned but didn't scream. The cock plowed in deep and immediately started a fast and hard fuck. Unlike many pornos this fuck only lasted about 2 minutes and the bbc guy told him he was cumming a huge poz load in his ass. I found my own cock had gotten as hard as a rock. Nigel then yelled to us that our meal was ready. As like last time, Nigel and Randy flirted a lot while we ate. This time, though, they both seemed to pay more attention to me. I found myself actually becoming more at ease with the flirting as I was sure nothing would come of it. We finished quickly and found that we had completely drained the bottle of wine. Luckily, Nigel and I actually kept up a nice small bar for entertaining. It was no problem to replenish our drinks as we went to the TV room. When we got into the room, Randy went right to the dvd player and took out the vid in it and put in the second one he had brought. We took basically the same seats we had last time. I vowed to myself to keep an eye on those two so it didn't get out of hand like last time. The movie started andit was, again, another BB poz vid. OMG, I had hoped it wasn't anything but BB. Too late now I guess. Almost immediately on the screen were two nude twinks almost like twins for Nigel and me in a way. They were soon joined by a marvelous specimen of a man, similar to Randy. BBC with a huge biohazard tattoo on his stomach and a scorpion tat that almost covered his entire chest with a dripping stinger. I heard Nigel gasp at the sight and I had, too. That BBC man approached one of the twinks and picking him up, planted a huge kiss on him. Putting him down he then pushed him to his knees and told the twink to start sucking him. As the twink gulped the BBC into his mouth, the other twink was grabbed and lifted up for a kiss. The only difference was that as they kissed, the poz man ran his hand into the twinks ass crack and the camera showed him ram two fingers up the twinks ass roughly. For some reason, this vid was turning me on terribly. The poz man backed off of the twink sucking him, and lowered the other one down and onto his huge hard cock, withdrawing his fingers and driving his cock deep into him I was rock hard and turned to see how Randy and Nigel were doing. Like last time, they were entwined together, kissing deeply and Randy's hand was again down the back of Nigels' shorts, which were halfway down his thighs. Nigel was stroking Randy's huge POZ BBC, slowly and from his moans, I just knew that Randy had at least one finger up Nigel's butt. I spoke up then, asking what the heck they thought they were doing? They broke apart quickly and guiltily. They moved apart a little and started to watch the movie. I was satisfied that it was done and turned to watch the movie which showed the poz guy just cumming in the twink and telling the other one to get ready as he was going to be fucked good next. He threw the other twink on the bed, spread his legs and rammed his huge cock into him in one mammoth thrust. This was so hot, I found myself rubbing my own small cock from it. I glanced over to our couch, again, and found that Randy and Nigel were both now completely nude with Nigel almost laying down with his legs spread wide and Randy between them and deep kissing again. I could see that Randy's cock was like a bar of steel between them and he had what looked like 3 of his fingers up Nigel's ass and one of his hands holding Nigel's leg up in the air and caressing his foot in a sensual massage. Nigel was moaning in ecstacy. I could not believe my eyes. I yelled at them again, wanting to know what the hell? They ignored me completely. I got up and almost ran to the couch and before I realized what I was saying, blabbed about the tattoo on Randy's back to Nigel. They both, either ignored me or were too far gone in lust. Randy seemed to be getting ready to penetrate Nigel's ass with his poz bbc.. I was in a panic and turned and went to the end table and opened the drawer. I grabbed a condom and turned back to them, seeing Randy rubbing his precum dripping cock on Nigel's hole. I ran over and thrust the condom in Randy's face, telling him he needed to put this on. He took it and dropped it on the floor. He then leaned back a little and grabbed my hand, pulling me closer and placing my hand against his giant cock. He pressed my fingers as far around it as he could and leaned forward guiding his cock and my hand towards Nigel's hole. As the tip hit against the opening, he let go of my hand and whispered for me to decide which direction it was going to go. I looked down into Nigel's eyes, they were filled with lust and longing, and he nodded to me. I found myself guiding and even pushing Randy's POZ BBC into Nigel's hole. As it sank in deeper and deeper, Randy reached between them and pulled my hand away. He reached up and pulled my head down, planting a big kiss on my lips. As we broke apart, I looked down to see that the entire length of his cock was buried deep into my love's ass. I gasped at the sight and looked up to see absolute amazement on Nigel's face. Then Randy started to fuck him. His astonishment at the amount of cock going in and out of him was wild. I was scared to death but also so turned on, my hard cock was almost in pain. Nigel was moaning in pleasure uncontrollably. Randy pounded his hole fast and hard. I could not fathom how he could take all of that monster cock like he was. The fucking went on and on for a good 1/2 hour. Then, like in the porn video, Randy told Nigel he was going to cum and give him his gift of poz cum. As Randy said that, my cock blew a huge load all over his back. Nigel seemed to be cumming between them from the sounds he was making. It was one of the hottest things i had ever been a part of. OMG, my safe sex love of my life and I had put the poz, no condom, cock into his hole with my own hand. I was now wondering what the hell I had done and and was Randy's load undetectable or hvl. I had to ask and the reply shocked both Nigel and me when Randy told us it was probably very high as he had been POZ for about 1 1/2 years and had never done meds. Nigel eyes were even bigger than mine at that pronouncement

Right, apologies if this gets a bit dry, but for anyone who is interested, here is my understanding of what the porn block is, how it works and how it might affect your access to this website. Don't ask me WHY we're going down this road in the UK because I haven't got a fucking clue. WHAT? The 'porn block' is what we're calling the regulations brought in under the DEA (Digital Economy Act 2017) that mandates websites which provide commercial pornographic material implement an acceptable age verification procedure before being able to access the pornographic material. Commercial pornography (which can be stills or videos, not sure if written erotica is covered) also includes material that is provided for free on websites that earn revenue from advertising or providing access to premium extras. It applies to all websites worldwide being accessed within the UK. If foreign website operators want to continue being accessed by users in the UK, then they must comply. WHO? The BBFC (British Board of Film Classification) is the organisation chosen to oversee/interpret/decide which websites will be classed as commercial porn websites; and also decide what is an 'acceptable' age verification system. This is the same organisation with resposibility for age-rating all commercial film and video, and deciding which porn films are allowed to be sold in licensed sex shops. Its also the same organisation that used to reject (therefore banning) porn films with fisting or piss (and even female ejaculation, which they didn't seem to believe was a real thing). Not only will the BBFC decide which sites are pornographic, but they have also been given the powers to force ISPs to block access to the wesbites that they've decided aren't adequately age-screening users OR (and this bit might be pertinent to breeding.zone) are providing access to extreme pornography. So even if a site is compliant with the age restriction stuff, if they have any content deemed to be 'extreme pornography' as defined in the CJIA (Criminal Justic and Immigration Act 2008). HOW? To date, the process of blocking websites in the UK has involved the courts forcing ISPs to block access - and this is done by tinkering with the DNS (Domain Name System). The DNS is the wordlwide way of translating nice wordy website addresses (like "breeding.zone") into the numeric IP addresses that computers use to contact the server on. When you put breeding.zone into your browser, your computer checks its own little address book to see if it already knows the IP address of the server, and if it does it gets the website content from the right server. The trouble is that your computer's little address book only holds on to these addresses for a short period of time, so sooner or later (or if its the first time you try) you'll type breeding.zone into the address bar and your computer won't know the address of the server. So... this is when your computer will put a request out to a DNS server asking to lookup the address. Because this request is not encrypted, your ISP can see every address your computer looks up, and it is spots you asking for a domain on the banned list, instead of letting the request go through, theyll bounce it back to your computer with the wrong address (usually, the wrong address you get directs you to a webpage saying the website is blocked). BEATING THE BLOCK? By using a VPN (Virtual Private Network) you can theoretically open a private connection to another computer elsewhere (like outside the UK where the regualtions won't apply) and connect to the wider internet via that machine/network instead of your own ISP - so your DNS requests would not go via a UK ISP and be restricted. There is also a push from some of the browsers (Firefox and Chrome, I think) to encrypt the requests your computer sends to DNS servers, so your ISP wouldn't be able to snoop on the URL and decide whether or not to block the request. See article on MelonFramers. BREEDING.ZONE? I can't predict the future, and it is entirely possible that breeding.zone will never gain the attention of the BBFC. BUT, if it does, I think (and this is just my own opinion, I'm not involved in the regualtory process at all) that the BBFC will probably deem it commercially pornographic, and very possibly might deem it to contain 'extreme pornographic' content. It will all hinge on exactly what content the site provides - a link to a porn video might not be covered but embedding the same video might. If someone posts a pornographic photo in a forum, that MIGHT be enough to class this as a porn site. The trouble is that this is new, and there is no precedent about how the law should be interpreted. I have seen the BBFC tend to interpret things very strictly (because otherwise they have moral crusading journos and toady politicians after their blood). Just look at how (to our everlasting shame) we Brits ridiculously over-reacted to the so called scourge of 'video nasties' in the 80s (side note, cunts that were casting their vote in the 1980s are still casting their votes today, and can still direct public policy). STAY WOKE? There's no prizes or excuse for ignorance, keep abreast of what is going on out in the world. Are we all on this site because we're living in denial and ignorance and thikning we'll never have a problem if we bareback? No, we've looked and listened and learned about all the risks and are going out fucking raw knowing fine well what problems might occur and we still want it raw. The MelonFarmers is a great website for news about censorship (and other ways that no-fun fucking puritans might want to curb our enjoyment of life next, like banning local sex clubs) and I totally recommend it: http://www.melonfarmers.co.uk/

Ive gotten to a point that I cant really experience an amazing orgasm if my top doesnt have ripe pits for some reason

PART 5 So getting over the shock of seeing dad’s sites he visits and jerks off too, it was a shock seeing him wearing my jockstrap with scenes of various groups of men around him and in his arse in the photos on his sex profiles I wondered who and where this was. I noticed a sauna details open with sex rooms etc and it was a fetish leather night, I just had an instinct Dad was going. I had to go, just needed to know, sneak a peek of what he does, I was rock hard thinking of him and the memories of them pics earlier. Had dinner, Dad was shifty, but excitable in a funny way, said he was out later meeting a few clients. No worries I said, I have plans and made some shite up.. Dad out later, followed by me on bike, I was nervous, but excited. I got down to the place and discovered there was no parking, it was packed, Dad’s car was there, on a side street. I had to park a couple of blocks away and walk, I also remembered I had a black Jockstrap on as Dad must have taken my Ribbed Bike one!! . I got to the place and I opened the front door which led to small room with a counter. There was already several guys packed into the room waiting in line to get in, I got really nervous because I did not know how things were and also if my dad would see me. By the time I got to the front of the line, I noticed that it was a "masked night" The attendant was presenting each man with a black leather mask with the towel. He gave me just black leather eye mask that clipped at the back covering over my eye frames only, I asked why? He said because you are cute??? Anyway, when I entered the full place it was packed. I never seen anything like before . The lockers next to the door were all in use and I had to take a locker in the basement room. I stripped down to my jockie and put my towel round me and put my mask on. I locked my locker and moved into the male crowd. Most of the guys were wearing towels and all wearing masks. I found my dad, he was in a sling getting fucked by a leather man and sucking a dick lying on his back feet up in the sling, arse wide open forball to see. He's being fucked by the man in leather standing next to a line of men, were they all going to fuck my Dad? His cock is rock hard and so is the line of men, what was scarey was, so was my cock. I moved up next to him for a closer look. I noticed that I am being felt up by guys, hands etc and then joined by a skinny man with a raging rock hard dick, wanking me as we watch the cock sliding in and out of my Dads arse in front of us. Another bloke reaches down and feels my arse up in my backless jockstrap, I move his hand away, not interested mate I said. The guy next to me bent over and went down on my stiff cock. I noticed that the leather man who was fucking my dad had gone and another man from the line had taken his place between Dad’s legs and filling his hole deep. Very horny place, but in this setting, I was a complete novice, entering into a seedy different world which I had previously only been in the realm of fantasy with women of course, an orgy of women and me, but here I was with Men, getting sucked by a man in a mask whilst watching my dad get fucked by various Men and feeling so horny with a real ugly man now fucking my dad and dad was sniffing from a brown bottle, what is that??? I knew dad was going to be here a while, so I went to look around the place; the whole place was packed with Men, but the downstairs which is a maze of corridors with gloryholes and was full of more men. There's a main room which is so packed full of men it's hard to move around. There's cocksuckers down on their knees and several couples fucking. Many blokes watching and wanking everybody wearing masks, Some using brown bottles again, I asked a hairy stocky man what is it, he gave it me and told me to breath deep and inhale and then gave me a hankiechief and told to sniff it good. OMG!!! I felt a hot rush of horniness and floating, he put my head towards his cock,nI bent over and went down on him. The only cock I ever sucked was my Dads, but his cock tasted good and I took him in deep as he held my head and pushed himself inside my mouth, I gagged . This left me bent over and exposed to a room full of horny cocked Men. I felt hands grab hold of my hips and a dick slide up and down my hole, I said NO... his cock changed to his mouth, his long tongue licking my arse , providing pleasure that I never knew I could get, I only ever shit out of it, I wouldn't, couldn't, resist his tongue, his saliva, his beard, his opening more of my cheeks Jesus, wgst is this feeling? My Cock man I was sucking, gave me more poppers, I was opening up more, my hole exposed,each lick against my skin a gently wanted wave of pleasure , pulling me back into the depths of his beautiful hot mouth and tongue, I never wanted him to stop licking my arse and for some reason I thought that being eaten in a public place was even more seductively irresistible than my lame visits to ABS. I had become completely unable to do anything but let myself get lost again in a haze of pure animal lust of being rimmed and sucking a cock , He held me in place and tried to drive his dick into my wet hole and began to fuck me slowly, He had opened me up and pain kicked in, What was I doing??????, I came to my senses and I pulled off him and he moved on he patted my ass as he left. My arse was sore but comfortable, I vowed never again. I found dad still taking loads in the sling, soon as the guy cum and left, I slid up my father’s silky cummy arse an immediately my empty hole was replaced by a warm and welcome tongue; now some horny ass licker was eating my arse and a wet tongue explored my hole, It drove me over the edge. I started bucking and quaking as I shot my load up into my Dads ass, I shivered as the orgasm hit me and I collapsed on top of my Dads sweaty body. The guy eating my ass moved up to my cock as it slid out. There was cum all over it, my balls, until he'd licked it all up and flitted between my Dads arse and mine licking both our arse and the cum more or less together, I was boning again.. I left Dad with another cock entering him, I had taken his poppers, I approached the top of the stairs, there was a largish landing, with two corridors leading in different directions. Here, it felt seedier, felt more explicit, raw, a variety of men with hard cocks. Wandering around, there were several men also walking or standing, all with towels and masks on. On the one side there were rooms off on each side, with monitors offering porn, a larger porn theatre space at the end, and on the other side, dim openings leading into darker rooms that had a rubber doorway, I decided if nothing was happening there, then it would be time to leave, getting home before Dad, after enjoying an interesting visit to a place very different from what I had previously expected. I jumped nervously, I felt a hand reaching for my thigh, undoing my towel, pulling my cock out of my jockstrap and in a hot mouth with that touch and mouth, made me gasp, I sniffed poppers deeply and felt naked men, hairy smooth, hard dicked men push me through the Rubbery door. I was in complete darkness what was this room? Hands, mouths on me, men trying to kiss me, my nipples being pulled, I could not see anyone or anything, it was DARK..I felt my Jockstrap being pulled off me, i tried to resist, I had had too much poppers, what was happening, I floated into this darkened pit, as I kissed the mouth back who had invaded my mouth.......

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.

I was being wheeled through a dark room in a cage. I looked up groggy but sure enough I was being restrained in a tall metal cage with my arms and legs shackled and separated to where I couldn't move at all. I tried to clear my head and remember where I was and what had led up to me being in this situation but my head was so fuzzy I couldn't clear it. I tried to call out to the person that was wheeling me around but couldn't find the voice to do so. I didn't know what to do or what to make of my situation so I decided to just see where I was being wheeled to and see what was going on. We came to a door and the person punched in a code to open the door and we were met with a flood of light and sound on the opposite end of the door. I had to close my eyes for a bit because the light was so bright coming from the dark room before. I opened them slowly and they adjusted to the light and I could see where I was led to. What I saw was a large group of naked men. There had to be about 50 or so men varying from 18 to maybe late 40's dancing around, grinding up on headteacher and even some of them fucking on the lounges around the club. I was shocked and turned on at everything that was going on and my memories started to come back to me in a flash. (earlier that day) I was looking at myself in the mirror and running my hands all over my body. I loved how thin and toned I looked and loved how sensitive I was when I ran my hands all over and how I stopped to pinch and play with my nipples. It made me moan and get so hard I always had to stop myself from cumming to soon. My frame always made everyone think I was a girl and I was ok with that I accepted the fact that no matter what my dad and I tried I couldn't build any muscle mass on my body. We went to a doctor and found out that it was a condition with my metabolism that I would burn off anything too quickly before my muscles to absorb anything to help them grow. I'm was 18 today and I love what muscle that did grow with my age because everyone was so shocked that someone as thin as myself could have a 12 inch cock hiding in my pants with a nice set of low hangers. I slowly moved my hands downward and started to stroke my cock and caress my balls before one of my hands made it's way further to my hole. I circled my pucker and it made my cock twitch even more and I dove in with two fingers and brought myself over the edge and came all over the mirror. I was always a large cummer and coated the mirror in my load. When my cock finished throbbing I slowly slid my fingers out of my ass with a pop and went to lick up my load from the mirror. When the mirror was clean I heard a ping coming from my phone and saw that it was an updated email about a gay club that I was looking into. I hadn't been there before because it was only for 18 and up and saw that they have a birthday special for all newcomers who come on their birthday. I was excited as to what that could be and decided that it was how I wanted to celebrate my birthday. I saw that you had to send an email response if it was your birthday so the place could be set up for it so I sent one with the details they asked for and hit send. Shortly after that I got another email from the club thanking me for my interest in coming to them on my birthday and they sent me a few requests to follow as well and I was happy to oblige. I looked at the list of requests and was getting turned on again. 1. Please bring as little clothes as possible as we are a nude club. 2. Please if you can make sure you clean out before you arrive if you cant we have the tools to do so 3. Please refrain from any oral, anal, and self stimulation from here on out. 4. Please refrain from any kind of drug usage I found these requests to be acceptable and I felt a little bad that I had already came but I know I would be fine for the next day. I picked out a jock, shorts and a shirt for tonight and tried to go on without thinking of how I was excited to have my first night as an adult.

Too bad Pulitzer doesn't have a QUEER erotica/romance category!

Happy Birthday present to me... I was 'showered' with gifts. Grin Had (straight) friends over for a birthday dinner. They left relatively early and I thought I'd hop online quick to see if anyone was around. Lucky me... within a minute of logging in, I get pinged 'separately' by a couple I know - who were both online with their own profiles. Both versatile. One is 40 and the other is 29. They both sent a message and asked what I was up to tonight? Good sign!! I told them it was my birthday and my dinner guests had already headed home and I was looking for some action. Were they interested in popping around to my place for a visit? "See you in 15 minutes" was the answer! I hopped in the shower and cleaned up and 10 minutes later they were at the door. We had a glass of wine and then Bryan started taking his clothes off right in the kitchen. Dave looked surprised at Bryan's actions, then started to laugh when he saw me stripping my clothes off as well. I walked into the living room and threw the massage table up, grabbed some lube and threw it over to Bryan. Dave asked for some hot Daddy porn as background noise and I found some good piggy porn of hot Daddies getting fucked by younger guys. I turned and Bryan was already lying back on the table, legs spread, uncut cock was rock hard and dripping. He is a HUGE pre-cummer and a multi cummer... like 2 or 3 loads per session. So I leaned across the table and up between his legs and looked at him as I swallowed that rock hard uncut cock right to the base in one slow movement. He groaned and pulled my head further onto his cock. Pumping nice and slow. By leaning over to suck on Bryan, I had my ass right on the edge of the massage table, and I felt Dave pull my ass apart and moments later his tongue licked from the base of my balls up and across my hole. Then he took some time working his tongue into my hole. Bryan was the only one without something in his mouth, so he kept the piggy talk going for all of us. "Suck his hole babe... open his hole up so I can dump a birthday load in his ass" Bryan urged. "Suck my cock PG. Get it rock hard for your tight hole. I'm gonna give you a couple of loads tonight before I leave dude. Suck that dick". Soon enough, my hole was wide open and I could feel Dave pushing spit into my ass and working it in deeper with his fingers and tongue. He really liked eating ass. In fact, one night he dropped over for a visit and started to eat my ass on my rim chair and realized quickly that I already had a load. That turned him on in a huge way and he has made it a point of eating my ass thoroughly every time we get together. Tonight was no different. Bryan kept talking dirty and asking me if I wanted his Otter cock in my hole? Did I wanna get seeded by a 29 year old kid? Was I gonna take Dave's load too? Dave had opened my hole up nicely and I could feel how wet and juicy it was, as he pushed back off his knees and beckoned Bryan to come off the table. "Come and slide that big uncut cock into PG's ass babe. I've opened him up for you. Breed his hole. Give me something to eat". Bryan jumped up and got behind me. He pushed my chest flat down on the massage table and I could feel him line his dripping dick snug against my anal ring. "Happy Birthday Papa" he whispered in my ear. At the same time, he pushed his cock into my wet hole nice and low and sunk right up to his balls. When he bottomed out, he readjusted his feet on the floor and I could feel him pull his dick back until just the head was inside my hole. And then he started to pummel my ass. This was pounding of a 29 year old horny fucker who wanted to seed the birthday boy. Nothing gentle. Steady pounding and dirty talk. Dave started to feed me his thick cut dick as his other half pound on my hole. "Do you like that PG? Is he fucking you hard enough buddy? He told me on the way here you are getting 2 loads from him tonight. You like that idea?" he taunted as he slid his cock in and out of my mouth. I worked his cock over good, knowing it would likely be going into my ass next. Sounds like they had decided to both be tops tonight - for starters. Bryan pounded me. He slapped my ass cheeks. I could feel them heating up. He told me he was going to breed deep inside and to get ready. And he grabbed my hips and pulled me tight onto his cock as he stopped pounding and started grinding and thrusting. I could feel the first couple of squirts just oozing around his cock head, deep in my hole. I squeezed his cock and loosened it... really milking him. "C'mon Bryan... pump ALL that cum inside of me you slut... load me up", I said over my shoulder. He thrust a few more times, pulled out, slapped my ass and said to Dave "Switch". Dave pulled his hard cock from my mouth and walked around to take Bryan's place. He didn't even wait. He just walked into my hole, cock-first. He pushed right into my hole and actually twitched as he said... "I can feel your cummy load Bryan". And he locked in. His cock is bigger than Bryan's, so I was trying to adjust on the fly to the size difference. Dave didn't care. He pounded the fuck out of me for about 2 solid minutes. All you could hear was the sound of the two of us grunting and skin slapping on skin. Bryan fed me his cummy cock and ordered me to clean it off and get it hard again for round 2. Dave stopped pounding, and then decided to go deep inside hole 2 and really lock his fat cockhead into my guts. I took a couple of huffs and waited. He slowly pushed his head deeper and deeper. I could feel my second ring opening up for him. Bryan was giving me a play by play of how my hole was blossoming around Dave's cock. I was telling them both how I could Dave's cock opening me up. Then he slipped in and stopped and flexed his fucking cock head. I could feel him totally deep in my guts and flexing his cock head. It felt amazing. So, I squeezed his entire cock with my hole and my ass muscles. We both groaned. Then Dave did a nice hip thrust back and forth, only about one inch - in/out. Back/forth. Pumping. Then he pushed in quietly and said "Take this load PG... I've been carrying this load all week. You get it NOW....." and with a roar he pumped like crazy for about 30 seconds. Jerking. Thrusting. Pulling to the edge and hammering back in. And spewing hot cum throughout my guts. I could feel his seed. Bryan pulled back from my sucking and jumped to the end of the table and literally pushed Dave out of the way and shoved his cock into my asshole. "Oh fuck babe.. that was hot watching you seed PG up like that... I'm gonna cum again......". And I could feel the hot cum starting to leak into my quivering hole. Holy crap. This was crazy hot. And he loaded me up a second time in less than 15 minutes. I put a butt plug in and we hit the hot tub for a half hour then headed back inside. Dave pushed me onto my knees on a big easy chair and slowly pulled the plug out. He made sure nothing leaked out. Then he laid on his back and told me to position my ass over his mouth... and told Bryan to cum and fuck me again. Bryan walked up to me doggystyle, ass up and slid his cock into my steaming hole in one push. He waited for Dave to get comfy underneath and started to stroke in and out nice and slow. On every out stroke, Dave licked Bryan's cock right where it met my puffy lips. Bryan moaned every time Dave licked his cock. I moaned every time Dave licked my stretched hole. Dave moaned each lick, because their mixed seed was coating Bryan's cock with each pump in and out. Bryan grabbed my shoulder and pulled me down HARD onto his cock and did some fast hip pumping and yelled that he was cumming again! And again, I could feel the warmth seeping into my battered ass. Bryan pulled his cock out of my hole very suddenly, and a couple of huge globs of creamy cum dripped right out of my ass and into Dave's open mouth. Everybody groaned at that. Dave gave me a couple more licks and got out from underneath me and quickly took me doggy style where his partner had left off. I was once again cleaning off Bryan's uncut meat while his partner pounded my hole. "Load him up Dave... load him. Give him that fourth load. Give him his birthday seed. Fuck it all into him dude!!", Bryan just kept chanting it. I could feel that Dave was speeding up. He started faster and deeper thrusts. "Gonna breed this Daddy ass PG. Gonna load you up. You want my load? You want a cum shower dude?" Dave chattered away. "Load me Dave. Add your load into the three that are there already dude. Give it to me buddy" I shouted to him. I could feel him tense up for a few seconds and then BOOM... more liquid heat spilling around my guts and Dave breathing heavily. Before I knew what was happening, he pulled his cock out and dropped back under my ass and said "Sit on my face". He laid flat on the floor and I swung my ass around so it was right over his mouth... and I started to push all their cum out. I could feel the cum oozing in a steady stream from my gaping hole right onto his tongue. He was gasping and moaning and still stroking his cum covered cock while he ate my ass like a crazy man. I leaned forward and took his semi hard cock into my mouth. While he cleaned my hole, I cleaned his cock. They left after that. It was almost 4 a.m. I was all fucked out. I had cum at least twice in my jockstrap while getting fucked and eaten. Bryan's birthday is next. He's turning 30 in the fall. We agreed to give him a similar birthday gift. What a way to turn 59... it was an awesome night!

Its noon on a Monday and I just took a load. It all happened so quick which is odd for my area. Usually it takes a while to get through the bullshit and people not really looking. But about two hours ago I got woofed, or poked, or prodded, or barked or whatever the fuck this app does. We echanged maybe 4 messages and boom he was at my front door. He sat down and commented on my porn. It was hardcore BB. I laid back on the couch next to him, opened up my legs, and slid a finger between my legs and into my hole. He asked if I liked to show my hole off and if so could he see it. I took my cut offs off and sat back down this time facing him. I spread my legs and my semi cock flopped down covering my hole. He laughed and moved my dick out of the way. I teased my hole with my finger while I reached behind the couch and grabbed my glass dick. I have a large collection of Pyrex glass dildos and will not use anything else. If you take nothing else from reading this take that with you. Glass toys are the best. I threw everything else I had away after trying my first glass toy. Its always so smooth and perfect. I produced my glass dick and slid my finger out and slipped the toy all of the way in. His eyes grew to the size of saucers. He got completely naked and his cock was two or three inches bigger than my toy! He used the toy on my a few minutes and then couldn't take it anylonger. He flipped me over and tongue fucked me for a long time. I was so in raptured that I failed to notice his tongue going MIA and his dick slipping in. He had already pumped me three or four times probably before it hit me. Right off the bat he apologized...."This probably wont take long. Your hole is exactly what I fantasize to when I beat off AND I haven't come in weeks....sorry!" I replied "You have nothing to be sorry for, as a matter of--" He came for what seemed like minutes...literally minutes. He slumped over as his cock continuted to throb in my hole. "I was going to ask if you were a local becasue you have already earned an open invitation to my hole anytime you want!" He slowly pulled out of my ass and it felt like beautiful fireworks were going off near my hole. The cum didn't just drip out of me and onto the couch...it poured out. It seemed like 5 people had cum in me. He took a sharpie out of his shirt pocket and wrote his number on my back and left without saying a single word. I sent him my number as the door shut.

No, no one knows "nice little Randy in Marketing" is a BB slut who's poz and gets gono and crabs.

Part 2....... I got so obsessed with my dad since that day when i left my spunk in his arse st the ABS that I arranged activities where I could see him naked like Gym showers, swimming etc and sniffing and checking his used jockeys from the laundry. He had a great manly body and such a beautiful dick and bullballs, nice. I was kinda messed up mentally because I still wanted and loved pussy, but this was my Dad, my father, my guardian, protector and I was planning and scheming and perving on having him again. I fought it, but lust came calling Hard. Anyway, that's that, my dad had bought me a scooter to get around instead of using his car and I used to sit outside his work at the cafe to watch him, there he was, grey beard, tall and strong, handsome in a grey 3 piece suit getting in his car, he was early today. I followed him, sweating in my helmet, but unrecognisable, he pulled up in the park I jumped, my phone rang, it was my dad, I could see him, he asked me how I was, did I fancy dinner tonight etc, yes , I asked what he was doing, he said he was sat at his desk busy, catch u later I said. He got out of his car and walked into the restroom, kinda looking out of place in his suit. I left my helmet on and went in, 3 stalls, 2 taken, I went into empty cubicle and could hear muffles and odd bangs to walls, I noted a Hole in wall, covered over with toilet paper, I move it and see a beautiful hairy arse moving back and forth in the hole on his side and some groaning going on, I look under the stalls and see black office shoes and grey office trousers over the top of them and ankles backs of, dad's, my dad's ankles, obviously being fucked by hairy arse Man, I was kind of jealous for some reason, but severely boned up. I am in the stall 10 minutes, listening and wanking to my dad getting fucked, it went quiet, but then I hear someone come in to the next stall. I look through the hole and its my dad! My dad pulls down his pants and much to my surprise he is sporting a 9 inch king of a hard on. He sits down on the toilet and starts stroking it. I put my visor up on helmet and my mouth to the glory hole and In two seconds I feel the head of his cock slowly slipping into my mouth. I start to slowly suck the head of his cock , my fathers cock in and out of my mouth inching it closer to my throat. Soon I am deep throating my dads beautiful cock till the hairs at the base are tickling my nose. I can smell his pubes, his groin, his man sweat hear him start moaning and he begins to fuck my throat faster until I feel and taste the first jet of sperm hit the back of my throat. I move my face back because I want the rest of his cum in my mouth so I suck the head while stroking his shaft. The next warm spurt hit the roof of my mouth and ran down under my tonge. As I swallowed my dads first mouthful of warm sperm I heard someone going into the stall on the other side of him. My dad heard it to and pulled his cock out of my mouth and through the glory hole but not before one last rope of warm cum landed in my mouth. I heard dad breathing hard in the stall and watched as he sprayed the rest of his cum in the toilet. I looked through the glory hole and in the stall was my dad, backing onto the hole in the wall, being jerked forward, so he is obviously being fucked and I still have dads cum in my mouth and here he is with his pants down getting fucked groaning again, i seen his face, his getting fucked face. He taps on the partition hole and puts his mouth up to the glory hole and I immediatly shoves my dick through the hole into my dad's mouth and starts getting really tuned on. i hear a door open and close and feel a difference on my dick, my dad was again riding my bare dick, it was so warm and silky that I found myself spurting warm cum in to my dads used arse. I now added my cum to the two strangers cum in my fathers arse My dad finaly pulls it back out through the hole and is gone. I sat on the toilet slowly stroking my cock feeling the stickiness on my dick and the warm sperm in my pubes from the strangers cum in my father's arse and his spunk taste still on my tonge. My phone rings, its Dad...........tbc

Part 9; - Now listen up pig; I started an IM group sometime ago for unmedicated poz tops, and versatile Men for guys in our City, and neighbouring Counties. Whenever a neg twink presents himself wanting to be pozzed, we alert the group for a pozzing parTy, for which I have just done for you, boy! There are 97 highly charged Men currently in the group, so, expect to be loaded real good tonight! I looked up at this AIDS stud, and I simply rocked my hips, panted, and groaned with a deep intensity in my soul! - Pete is upstairs on my computer, logged into his various profiles, searching out more unmedicated poz tops for your pozzing parTy boy, and maybe the odd bug chasing twink too if he finds any ... Now, the first person to infecT you, is your Master for life. And I am not happy with it being Pete. You are my cunT, and you know it, don't you boy? - Oh FUCK ... YES I do Master! - His toxic cum inside your cunT will take at least a few days to do it's job. Which is why, I am right now going to give you are first blood-slam boy, which will have an immediate effect, and CONTROL will pass directly over to me. You will no longer be allowed to call Pete Master, and may only address him as 'Sir'. I will then OWN you, and you will always call me Master. I will be the one that actually infecTed you! By now I was rubbing my neg Dick, and playing with my gaping neg cunT flaps, and heavily panting. The entire time he had been talking he had been milking his perineum, which now had a decent amount of Gonnorhoea pus oozing out. - I want you to open your mouth, and I am going to smear this over your lips. You must not lick it off, and may only close your mouth when I say. Now OPEN! I did as I was told, and he knelt by my head, and smeared his toxic pus over my lips as he had just promised. I gazed deep into his eyes through his executioners hood. He then got up, put a tourniquet on my arm, then a pillow underneath, and went and sat against a wall, a drew his own blood. He walked back over, knelt by me. It really was time! He placed the needle by my arm. - You may close your mouth now boy. Now make a Fist, and keep very still. Sharp scratch coming up ... The needle was in! He looked deep into my eyes, and bored right through to my soul. He looked extremely serious. I was still panting, and now smiling at him. - Now boy, I want you to look at the syringe, and I want you to watch me pushing it in! We both focused ... He slowly pushed ... Slowly his toxic DNA entered my vein. My cunT began to frantically grip the dildo that was still shoved right inside of hungry cunT. He pushed in the last bit, out came the needle, and he pressed on my puncture site. He ripped off his executioners hood, and gave me a dark sinister stare. He then growled; - You are now MINE ~ You will now serve me, and ONLY me! - YES my Master ~ I now completely submit to your Commands & Desires, and will forever OBEY you! - Good boy. - GET on all 4's pig, and again parallel to the mirrored wall - YES my Master - Well look at my Greedy nasTy pig, swallowing the entire Dildo He went to the other side of the room ...

Part 8; Whilst my second in line Master, Jim, ate out my cunT, my primary Master who was in current ownership of me by knocking me up at the sauna showers, fucked his syphilis Dick to the back of my throat. I have a very good gag reflex, which was just as well, as he kept holding my head tight in place to the base of his Dick, causing me to gag, choke and splutter. Master Jim got up and went to one of his magic boxes of tricks, bringing me back an inflatable dildo to play with whilst both of my Masters were gone. Yes, they went and left me, again! He blew the dildo up slightly, and rammed it up my hungry neg cunt. Well, I suppose it kinda was still, at the moment. - That's for you, boy, to keep you occupied whilst we're gone for a short while - Thank you Master - Come on Pete. Some things for you and I to sort out upstairs. They were both very dominant in their own right, however, it was Jim who was the real Alpha between the two of them, and I secretly yearned for him to be my primary Master. How could that change? Would it change. The lights were switched, plunging me back into total darkness, they climbed the stairs, and once again I heard the basement door close. After a few minutes the House Music abruptly stopped. Darkness and silence! I lay on my back, and began fucking my cunt with the dildo, and I just wasn't able to get enough of what I needed, thus, I kept blowing it up bigger, fucking myself, blowing it up bigger, fucking myself, blowing it up bigger, fucking myself, until it seemed it would not blow up any further. At FULL size I was now continually ramming it in as hard as I could, and as far as it would go. I heard the sound system kick in once again. This time played in the sounds of demonic whispers, which made my entire body tingle. With Jim in mind I started screaming ... - FUUUUCK me MASTER ... Fucking FUUUUUCK me ... Oh fuck, I NEED your DEMON Dick inside my cunt NOW ... PLEASE fucking FUCK me, and take full ownership of your nasTy cunT FAGGOT ... FUUUUUUCKING just F-U-CCC-K me!!! Using both hands I now used all the force within me to push the inflatable dildo up my neg(ish) cunt, and then I felt a weird sensation. I began to feel around my cunt lips, and I was wide open, but couldn't feel the dildo. I could only locate it when my fingers were at least 1" inside. My body then just entirely relaxed, arms flopping by my sides as the sounds of demonic whispers washed over me. I was panting, and I could feel my cunT repeatedly grip onto the dildo that was buried deep inside of me. I was now in a constant state of feeling like I was about to cum. I heard the basement door open, and one set of footsteps. The red lights flicked on. It was Master Jim. He walked over, and stood over me, a foot by each shoulder ...

Part 7; My AIDS God drove his fancy sports car, whilst Uncle Jim and I got in the back-seat. He instructed me to take my trousers and underwear off, slouch down so I wasn't sitting upright, leaving easier access ... He then started fingering my cunt, and feeding me the toxic load that was swimming inside of me. Part way through the journey my phone pinged, and I managed to check the message, which Uncle Jim leaned over and read too. It was from Ben. 'Please don't do this', with a sad face. He looked at me and began to laugh arrogantly, with his face turning from an evil chuckle to a growling rage, which saw his fingering of my cunt intensify aggressively - Hey Pete, your boy is keeping your death-juice nice and warm for ya. - It's a good job these seats are Leather Jim They both laughed. We arrived at Jim's. We pulled in. The garage door shut, and locked. That was it, I had sealed my own fate. BUT, it's what I wanted. And NEEDED. We all got out, and Jim made me sprawl spread eagle over the bonnet. He slammed right into me, no warning, and power fucked me for a few minutes, then stopped. There is no way I am cumming in you, just yet! We went into the main house, and made our way down into the Basement. It was pitch black! Jim flicked a switch and it lit up with a glowing dim red, so, it still had that dark feeling, but you could clearly see. All over the walls were mirrors, and dozens of large pictures of; the bio-hazard sign, demons and monsters, skulls, the word 'poz'. I was at this point only wearing my tee-shirt, and Jim ripped it from me, and threw me onto the rubber covered mattress, and got my AIDS Master Pete, to help strap me down. Our host kept his stash of chems in his Basement Dungeon, and he gave me my second hit of tina for the evening. I couldn't touch myself, which only served to heighten the mad rush. There I was, wriggling, intoxicated, flying beautifully high, and unable to move. My AIDS Daddies then began to write all over my body with marker pen, with things like; cunt, whore, cum, Demon, Dog, AIDS, FAGGOT,99, Piss, Breed ... Then, they both left, turning off the red lights. I heard the door at the top of the stairs shut. I lay there in complete darkness, silence, and unable to move. Even though I physically lay there, I felt my body elevate, and fly around this wonderful dungeon. I then heard a speaker system come on, and hard house was being pumped in, and into my inner solar system. Several minutes later the red lighting came back on upon Jim & Pete's return, both wearing the same attire as each other; German Army Boots, Leather waistcoat & executioner's hood, plus a Cock-Ring. They stood either side of my torso, with one foot facing inwards to my body, and the other towards my head, so their wasted bodies and gaunt faces both towered above me. They never spoke a word. Just stood there drinking their Heineken's, spitting at me, and tugging at their bulging veiny toxic Fuck-Meat, until they finished the two bottles of drink that they each had. - RIGHT, it is my turn now boy to fuck you, and I guess now we would say, re-charge you! I was unstrapped, had a Leather harness put on me, and ordered on all 4's in the middle of the mattress, parallel to the mirrored wall. - What do you want boy? - Your poz cum Uncle Jim - This is MY Dungeon, you call me Master. Understood you nasTy pig? *He bellowed, whilst flogging me with his Leather paddle* This caused me to have an internal orgasm, and and I began to high pitch whimper, and grunt several time ... - Yes Master. I am so sorry Master. He knelt in between my legs, spreading them wide, pushed my cheeks apart, and stuck his tongue up my cunT, proceeding to rim me and eat me out!

Hey guys, this is my first porn story, so I hope you like it. There's plenty more chem-fueled pigginess in later chapters if you guys are into it. It was the summer after I’d graduated from high school in Dallas, Texas in the early 2000s. I’d come out a couple of years earlier, lost my virginity, and became a bit of a rebel. The thing was, no matter how hard I tried, what crazy color I died my hair, how baggy my jeans were, or how much I sneered and skulked around, I always looked like a sweet, innocent little boy. I looked maybe 15, max, but even that was pushing it. My skin was lily white and covered in freckles. I had curly strawberry blonde hair that grew out to be a big bush on the top of my head, small mouth, and big expressive blue eyes. I stood about 5’9 with a bit of a belly and the remnants of man boobs from growing up as a fat kid. When it came to guys, I had very little confidence at all. But I was horny all the time. All. The. Time. And from reading stories about older guys seducing younger guys on nifty.org, I’d learned that putting things in my ass was a hell of a good time. I’d put any kind of household object up there, tooth brushes, a wooden flute, even a small shampoo bottle once. I’d read all these stories about kinky sex that I wanted to try, but was too scared to look for or really even understand. But I did manage to meet up with a few older dudes for fun, but they didn’t turn out as hot as my fantasies were. So a week after my 18th birthday, there was a death in the family. I wasn’t particularly close to this great aunt, but my family all wanted to go pay their respects. My grandmother decided to leave me behind to run her business where she was the only employee while she was gone, and that suited me just fine. They packed up the car, and I promised to take care of her office, flashing my boyish smile. All was good. On the second or third day of me manning the place, one of her long-time customers came in. His name was James. He was about 6’1 with a lanky frame and salt and pepper hair in his late 30s or so. He wasn’t the most handsome guy, but he’d always been extra nice. I basically grew up in that office, so I’d known him for at least 10 years at that point. And every time I saw him he’d make sure to give me a big hug and would tell me jokes in the squeaky, over-animated kind of voice he had, like an extra from Mr. Rogers or something, but he always made me laugh. That day, I guess he’d been out riding his bike, because he was covered in blue lycra with a nice sized bulge in the crotch that I tried really hard not to look at for too long. I’d never noticed that James had so much going on between his legs before. “Hey, kiddo, how you doing? Where’s your grandma?” “Hiya, Mr. James!” I exclaimed. I called nearly everyone Mr. So-and-so in those days. I told him where she’d gone, but that I’d be happy to help him any way I could. He got this dark, mischievous grin for a second and said, “Oh, gosh, that’s right, isn’t it. I guess I must have forgotten! I’m so silly sometimes.” “You are silly without a doubt, Mr. James.” His voice was like a cartoon character. It was fun to have banter like we did when I was a kid, but I was clearly a grown man at this point. Mr. James seemed to have other ideas. I bristled a bit, but I was determined to prove that I was all grown up now. He demanded a hug, like always, so I got up from behind the desk and gave him one. I tried to be firm and manly to show him just how mature I was at that point, but when he wrapped his arms around me I felt this jolt go through me I’d never felt before. His grip was so soft and comforting. I felt so safe and secure there in his arms. The smell of his sweat and the lycra made my head spin. My breath was a little heavier than I would have liked, but he didn’t seem to want to let go. The hug went on a little longer than it probably should have, but then we settled back into our chairs and struck up a conversation. He was sitting right across from me with his legs spread in typical man stance. I could see the clear outline of his bulge in those blue lycra shorts, and it was making me hot as hell. The conversation was boring small talk, but he kept opening and closing his legs. And every time he did I couldn’t help but look down to watch his bulge shift and flex, and could almost see the outline of his cockhead resting just to the left of his balls. He pretended not to notice and kept the conversation going. But I just couldn’t stop looking at his package, and his dick, it just seemed to keep growing. I started to get a bit nervous, but it didn’t stop me from looking. I found myself just staring openly at the lump moving down his thigh, and the conversation trailed off. I looked up at him all sheepish for a second at having gotten caught, but he just chuckled his goofy little laugh and smiled encouragingly at me. But I was too dumbfounded to move. He looked down at his crotch and back up at me with a look of fake surprise, like he’d pulled a quarter from behind my ear and just discovered it. “Hey, hey! Look at that!” he said. Slowly he reached down, grabbed his cock, and waggled it at me with a playful little smirk. I was frozen in place, mesmerized. “So how long have you been into guys,” he asked the question so casually, but my heat leapt into my throat. “Um…a few years now,” I stammered. “A few years, huh? Well it sounds like you got started early.” “Yeah,” I said, laughing a little. “Have you been with a boy yet?” “Um…well, I lost my virginity at 15. He was 48, though, so not really a boy. And I wouldn’t say I’ve had good sex yet.” “Oh I see. That’s my precocious boy. Exploring what he wants before anyone expected. Have you ever been to a bathhouse?” “No,” I muttered, “I just turned 18 last week.” “Aw,” he said, with a little bit of disappointment, but he gave me this wolfish smile. I couldn’t believe I was being so honest with him. Something about him just made me feel like I could trust him. “Hey, kiddo, have I told you how handsome you’ve gotten?” I just blushed, not sure of what to say. “I mean you’ve always been a very cute little boy, but now you’re beautiful. Has anyone ever told you that?” They hadn’t, and it showed. I couldn’t help but beam at him, and his cock twitched. I flicked my gaze down and saw that his bulge had grown even larger. A wet spot had formed at the tip. My small mouth opened in surprise. James watched me and his goofy smile disappeared. He got serious and quiet. Suddenly he wasn’t the same old silly Mr. James I’d known all these years. There was this darkness to him I’ never seen before. Like he’d been planning to get me into a spot just like this all along, and I thought briefly about what I was getting myself into. “Let’s try something fun,” he said quietly. He got up, his cock now obscenely stretched against his hip. I could see every vein and the thick ridge of his cockhead. Methodically he strutted around the office, closing all of the blinds, his dick wobbling back and forth under the lycra, and I marveled at his transformation, how masculine he seemed, how in charge. I stumbled up from the desk and followed his lead, shutting the door and locking it. He turned to look at me with this sense of purpose in his eyes, like whatever he was about to do to me was inevitable, and I got scared. He checked himself immediately and the goofy smile came back as he flexed his cock. The wet spot got bigger. He spread his arms and did this funny little duck walk over to me that made his dick bob up and down with every lurching step. I couldn’t help but laugh and was immediately put at ease. He’d spent years perfecting the art of cheering me up. It worked every time. He came in for another big hug, his man-sized frame enfolding mine. I could feel his cock throbbing against my stomach. “Hey, kiddo,” he said as his hands slid down to hold my plump ass through my jeans. “How you doing?” “Good,” I stuttered. I was shaking like a leaf. “Goooooood,” he said in soothing tones and moved my hand onto his throbbing cock. It felt firm and full in my hand and I gave it a few little squeezes. He moaned and brought me in for a kiss, my neck straining back to accommodate his height. I felt his tongue pressing against my teeth, which was new for me. Wanting to show him just how much I’d grown up though, I just went with it. His big wet tongue invaded my mouth and explored every nook and cranny. I gagged a bit when he reached the back of my throat, but he just petted the back of my head and held me in place. Soon I was sucking on his tongue like there was no tomorrow. He pried me away and kissed down my cheek to my neck. I let out a little gasp and my whole body went rigid. It was the most amazing thing I’d felt up to this point in my life. And when he began to gently suck and lick, I couldn’t help but moan. Immediately he pulled back and laughed. Putting one of his big, hairy hands gently over my mouth. “I love your pretty little moans, kiddo, but you’ve gotta keep it quiet right now, understand?” I nodded. “Why don’t we go into the back for a while?” he said. And I hastily grabbed his hand and led him back to the little hallway where we had a tiny kitchen to the left, and the bathroom and a big pile of bird seed sacks to the right. He pushed me up against the sink and kissed ravenously. He unbuckled my jeans and they fell to the ground. My cock was harder than it had ever been in my whole life as he squatted down, took off his classes, and yanked down my briefs. My 6 inches of uncut boymeat bounced into the open and, without missing a beat, Mr. James swallowed up my entire cock in his mouth and started slurping away. If what I felt before was good, this was at least a thousand times better, and I bit my lip to keep from moaning. He reached up with his long, hairy arm and clamped his hand over my mouth while he mercilessly milked my dick for every bit of pleasure it could get. I got real close to cumming, I was right on the edge, but he pulled away as quick as he had started. He stood up and tugged me to him forcefully, spitting on his fingers and going in for another deep kiss. His fingers found my pink little boy hole and began gently circling, teasing, as he fucked my mouth with his tongue. His touch was electric on my hole and I moaned into his mouth, thrusting my hips against him. Firmly but gingerly he teased around the outside of my hole, getting each and every one of those nerve endings tickling. Then he pulled back his hands and his kiss and unzipped a pocket in his riding vest that looked to have a little sandwich baggy inside. He put two fingers deeply into his mouth, coating them thickly with spit and rummaged around in the sandwich baggy, covering them in white powder. “What’s that,” I whispered in a scared voice. “Just some special lube to help get you opened up.” ‘B-but it’s powder,” I stammered. “Don’t worry, it mixes with the spit once it’s in your hole, and then you'll start to feel really good.” And with that he shoved his finger inside me. I tried to cry out, but he planted his lips over mine as he wormed his way deeper inside me, stretching out my ring and making himself known to my tender insides. The finger burned like fire, and I tried to pull away, but he had me where he wanted me. My hole winked around his finger with the struggle and he slipped the other finger in and I gasped. My heart started beating faster in my chest, my hole started to loosen, and my horniness got ramped up more than I thought was possible. After a minute his fingers felt like magic inside me, and I unreservedly thrust my cock between his lycra clad thighs. I became acutely aware of his cock throbbing against my stomach and rubbed myself against him. “Hey kiddo, that’s my boy,” he murmured as he stretched out my hole. “That’s it.” All I could think about was how much I wanted his cock inside me. I needed it. I didn’t really like bottoming that much with actual guys, really, but I had to have his cock, and I had to have it right then. I grabbed his cock and gave it a desperate little tug. He laughed and asked if I was having a good time. “Yes, Mr. James.” I said, unintentionally mimicking the cadence I used when I was little. “Oh, good boy,” he said, his cartoony chuckle coming back. “I like that you still call me that. Now do you know what comes next, son?” “No, sir,” I said, but I really, really hoped. “Oh-ho I think you know,” he said, and twisted his fingers even deeper inside me I moaned and he withdrew his fingers. I felt so empty and scared it might be ending. “Why don’t you go get on that stack of bird seed bags, kiddo, and stick out your cute little but for me.” I giggled, and did what he asked. Once I was on all fours on the bird seed, I stuck out my ass and gave it a little shake, and Mr. James let out a low moan. I heard him spit on his hand and felt him move in behind me. He put up one leg on the birdseed next to me and soon I felt the wet tip of his cock moving up and down my crack. My whole body tensed and I stammered out, “D-d-d-do you have a condom?” “Uh-oh!” he said in a sing songy voice and kept rubbing his cock along the crack of my ass sending vibrations through my entire body. My hole was begging for his cock. “I’m fresh out of rubbers, little buddy. Do you want me to stop?” he said, swirling his hips and making my hole twitch and buck. I didn’t answer. “Because I sure will if you want me to, kiddo. Do you want me to?” Still I didn’t answer. “Huh?” he asked, poking at my hole with the head of his cock. “Huh?” he asked going deeper. “I mean…” I trailed off. He broke through the seal of my hole and sunk in deep. All seven inches of his thick cock were buried in me to the hilt, and I could feel his heartbeat through his cock in my stretched out ring. He smoothed his hands around the small of my back and leaned down to give me a kiss right between the shoulders, and I relaxed and let out a big breath. This was Mr. James, after all. He wouldn’t hurt me. “Mmmm, it seems like you might like that, I don’t know if you want me to stop, do you? Gently he made little circles in my hole with his fat cock, loosening me up. My hole burned, but it also felt better than any cock I’d ever experienced. I let out a little yelp of pleasure. “Hmmm, what was that? Did you want me to stop?” he asked, thrusting his hips in even deeper, giving me short little strokes as he ground around inside me. “Do you? Do you want me to stop?” The thrusts grew longer, and I couldn’t keep quiet anymore. “I want to hear an answer from you, little buddy, do you want me to stop, or do you want me to pound your fucking pussy?” I let out a cry of joy, pushing back on him. Trying to get more of this dick that was bringing me into a whole new world of pleasure. “That’s not good enough, kiddo. I said I wanted a fucking answer,” he said and he maneuvered himself so both his feet were on the bird seed bag, it bulged with our combined weight. He sunk his cock in as deep as it would go and leaned over to whisper in my ears. “Now, I want you to think about this and give me an answer like a good boy, okay? Can you do that for me?”. I nodded. “Now,” he said, grinding his cock in swirls, rubbing his leaking cock head against the walls of my ass. “Do you want me to stop? Or do you want me to pound. That. Pussy!” And with those last three words he would pull all the way out and slam right back in. A sound ripped from my throat. “Yes! Yes, please don’t stop!” “Stop what?” he said, back to the slow grind. “Please don’t stop p-p-p-pounding my—please don’t stop pounding my pussy,” I said, unintentionally slipping back into that little boy cadence. He groaned a deep throated groan and softly petted the back of my head. He leaned in close and licked my ear. “Then get ready.” What came next was an unrelenting assault on my hole. He fucked me deep and he fucked me hard, and he didn’t stop. He wrapped a hand over my mouth and pulled my head back so my whole back arched up, exposing my plump, lily white ass for the taking as he thrust in deep over and over. I freaked a bit and tried to buck him off, but he just held me still until I gave in to the onslaught of his cock. His breathing got faster, and his thrusts got more ragged as my hole squeezed at his thickness. “Unnnnh, little buddy, I’m gonna give you my load.” I struggled when he said this. I’d never taken a load before, and I was terrified. I always used condoms. Always. But he had me in a firm grip. His pounding kept going and going and going and I couldn’t stop the waves of pleasure he was forcing through every cell in my body. He let out a strangled cry, thrust in as far as he could go, and I felt his cock spasm over and over again. Wetness spread deep inside me, and my dick instantly got steel hard again. As he collapsed on top of me, the lycra of his riding fest sticking to my back, cock still lodged inside of me, I started to panic. Just like he always did, though, Mr. James calmed me down and we curled up together on the bags of birdseed, spoon style as he gently thrust in, rubbing his cum into the walls of my hole. With the intensity of the moment, I started to sniffle a bit, but he held me tight. “Hey, hey, kiddo. There’s no need to cry. Was that your first load?” “Yeah…” I said quietly. “Well then that was a big step you just took. I’m proud of you, little buddy. Good work. Did it feel good?” he asked as he spread his man cum around my tender insides. “Yeah…” I muttered. “Well then who gives a hot damn, is what I say. You’ve gotta embrace that inner pig I just saw, and I’d love to show you how. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Here, why don’t we get cleaned up, kiddo.” With that we got up and got our pants back on. Mr. James pulled me in for a big hug and rubbed my back in big circles. “That was a lot of fun today, but there’s so much more I want to show you. Here’s my number in case you ever want to try going to one of those bathhouses we were talking about.” I took the slip of paper he handed to me, and gave him one more hug for the road. “Thank you, Mr. James. That was a lot of fun.” “Anytime, partner,” he said, as he walked toward the office door. “Hey, have you ever tried ecstasy,” he asked? “No, but I’ve always wanted to,” I replied. He grinned that goofy grin. “Well, then, until next time."

Since a few years I have totally switched my interest to Asian boys. Thai boys in particular. It is easy to find nice, young, slim but straight looking and sexy boys, who don't mind to have sex without condom. I meet some on regular basis, sometimes alone, sometimes two or three boys one after another, or sometimes two or three boys together. I love to let them fuck me legs up or from behind, and ask them to fill my ass with their cum. I keep the cum inside for long. Then, after a while I let the cum drip out of my hole and eat it. Its so hot. Anybody into Asian boys?

"Alright pledges get your asses up I want all of you to be in the house living room in 5 minutes for your start of pledge week." I jumped out of bed and grabbed my shirt and ran to the living room where the whole frat house was waiting in anticipation for us to arrive. We all stood where we were told to with our eyes to the floor waiting for our next orders. A little about myself, my name is Klaus I'm 19 and just like the name entails I am of Viking descent. I'm 6ft tall and have green eyes that stand out with my blond hair. I wasn't a jock but I did keep myself fit from running twice daily and the extra cardio gave me a firm set of abs and defined chest. My father also being of Viking decent was proud when I spoke with him when my body was changing and saw that I had a 12-inch thick cock like he and the rest of the males in my family had with a set of low hangers. We were all told to turn around and look up from the floor. When we did as we were told we were met with a large box that wasn't there before. Our pledge master emerged from the opening of the box to give the next set of instructions. "Alright pledges get ready for the beginning for you all, you are all to enter this box without your clothes on and make your way to one of the many holes in the box, once you're at a hole a cock of one of the current brothers will slide in and it is going to be your task to suck and put it up your ass when you feel it is wet enough for you. "You will then proceed to let the brother at the hole fuck you to completion in your ass, now the challenging part afterward is that once every brother is finished at the hole all of you will leave the box and will have to remember the taste and feel of that brother's cock because all of them will fuck you and you need to approach who you believe was the one who was first to fuck you. "There are cameras hidden that will show the brothers who are at the hole they approach so they will see which pledge is there." "When we are done and the brothers are matched with their pledges it will be your duty to take care of their sexual needs above anyone else's, now if they want to loan you to another brother then you will take care of them as well, this is to build familiarity and trust with the house to show you have what it takes to be a brother." "Keep in mind that today you will all leave the box pozzed up and if you complete your pledging you will be welcomed to your pozzed family and if you don't then you just live your life pozzed." I was shocked with this both with surprise and with horniness because I have known I was always gay with everything I did with my dad and brothers. I was also a hungry bottom pig and was always wanting a bigger cock up my ass. I could fit a baseball bat up my hole and thankfully it closed up tight after each time so I could enjoy the feeling of being stretched open again after each time. I was so ready to be pozzed and knowing that all of the brothers were poz made it even better for me. "Alright pledges strip and get your asses in the box." I got naked as quickly as I could without looking too eager since I wasn't out and entered the blackness of the box. I walked around in I stumbled around letting my eyes adjust to the darkness until I saw a hole and went up to it in anticipation of what would await me. It didn't take long until I saw a long thick cock slide through my hole. I had to have been 13 inches long and as thick as a beer can with a thick cut mushroom head. I was both excited and scared because it would have been the biggest thing I have had up my ass before so I would make sure to get it as wet as I could before it was to go inside my ass. I got started on sucking this baseball bat sized manhood and did my best to get it as far down my throat as I could to make this brother pleased with my work. While sucking I took some of my spit and started to finger my ass to try and open it and slick it up because I wanted to enjoy every inch of this meat up my hole as I could and be as painless as possible. After sucking and slobbering as much as I could the cock was removed and a small bottle of poppers was sent through the hole and I was thankful for them to make it more fun for me and easier for him to penetrate me fully. I took two hits of the bottle for each nostril and then started to push my ass against the hole and could feel the head of this monster cock push for entrance into my hole. I took two more hits off the bottle and could feel my body loosen up enough to feel nothing but a pleasure and the whole of this cock slide up my body with nothing but pleasure. I was in such a pleasure high with the fullness I was feeling. The brother that was fucking me took his time at first with him pumping slowly and gaining more and more speed. I had to brace myself against the box to steady myself against the onslaught on my hole and I was enjoying every moment of it. I could hear the moaning of the brother outside of the box and a mixture of moans from all of the other pledges inside the box as well. I could start to feel the body of his cock and the head start to swell and could feel the pulsing of a heavy stream of poz cum being shot into my hole. I couldn't help myself with the pressure on my prostate and the stream of cum I shot my hopefully last neg load in the box. The brother was panting and stayed in my ass until his cock deflated and he slid it out of my cum loaded hole. He put his hand through the hole and shoved his fingers up my hole without warning causing me to yelp in surprise and when he removed it told me to turn around and clean off his fingers. Once they were clean the voice said to continue tasting the cum in my hole and remember the taste and wait for the all call for all of them to come out and start the next part of this. I sat there in the dark digging into my hole and to scoop out the load and tasting it making sure I knew what this poz load tasted like so I could pick it out among the others. After a while, we were all called to come out of the box and to ready ourselves for the next phase of our brotherhood challenge. Once I left the box my eyes had to take a moment to adjust and when they did I could see all of the current brothers all in a circle naked with their matching red biohazard tattoos on their chests and looking ready for each of them to take a turn with each of us and made my mouth start to water and my ass start to itch in anticipation. "Alright, pledges line up and get ready for the next part of the brotherhood."

Part I I wasn’t always a piece of garbage. I once had been brought up in a nice conservative, middle class household and was track for a college career and a nice job someday into the future, but being a true-born trashy Asian slut I couldn’t resist the temptation of the pipe. It started out with weed, buying by the gram and smoking out of a bowl, escalated to buying ounces and taking monster hits out of grav bongs, then I would hop in my car, recklessly drive to a stranger’s house, and let him fuck me. Anything to get some dick, I didn’t care who it was, but I liked daddies and middle-aged men the most. Daddies are so much hornier, the way they touch your skin with their coarse, hungry hands. Then one day I was smoking with a 42-year-old daddy before we fucked. He was a big guy, about 5’11”, a little guido-looking with his hair gelled up, deep spray tan, gigantic muscles, and shades. He was wearing a tight black wife-beater, tight white pants, and flip flops. He pulled out a glass pipe and asked, “You into T?” “What’s that?” I asked, ready to try any drug he was about to offer. “Ever heard of crystal meth?” he asked, raising his eyebrows and shaking a little bag of white shards in front of me. I stared at it hungrily. I had tried molly and ecstasy before, but meth was a trashy drug, a drug I pictured wasted, twisted lowlifes smoke in trailers. I had never known it was even around in the area. “Hell yeah,” I responded. I was already high as I ever was, barely able to respond to his questions, but I snorted a line of coke a few minutes ago and was wide awake. My breaths were getting heavy and slow and I was getting tingly sensations all over my body. Hell I was horny. He took a small straw and measured out a few small crystals into the pipe. Little did I know how much and how potent those few shards actually turned out to be. Daddy showed me the ropes. “Here, hold the pipe to your lips and just tilt it sideways. I’m going to light and wait for the crystals to swirl around in the bowl. I’ll tell you when to start sucking.” He lit the lighter and held the flame just below the bowl. A few seconds passed and swirls start forming, getting thicker, until the bowl was a cloud of smoke so thick it was almost yellow. “Suck slowly, let it stream in through your mouth,” he instructed. I let the smoke trickle into my body, but it didn’t stop. The thick white smoke wasn’t thinning, so I sucked just a little bit harder. A rush of chemicals (it smelled like it) smacked me, but he gently held my face and told me to stay on the pipe. I sucked, and just coughed the T out of my nostrils. Finally, I left the pipe and sprayed the room with a brilliant cloud of thick white smoke that hung over our heads. “Fuck yeah, you cheap cunt,” Daddy growled. “You’re gonna get tweaked out tonight.” He himself took a small hit. He was saving it for me. He had plans for me. I took four more big hits, then he repacked the bowl and torched it, casually sucking in more smoke than I imagined possible. He grabbed me by the hair, pulled my lips to his, and shot gunned it into me. My head was spinning from the weed and the meth, and my skin felt like my whole body was meant to be penetrated in any way possible. I was unbearably horny. I had worn tight denim shorts that sagged below my g-string and a spaghetti strap cropped to my chest to reveal a small 4-pack. “Feeling good?” he asked. “Feeling dirty,” I purred. I crawled onto his bed dangled my head over the side. Guido Dad didn’t take off his pants, simply unzipping the fly to unleash a massive 8 inch meat rod with a giant thick head. I had prepared for this, with a painfully large butt plug crammed in my ass on the drive here. “You ready for this? My little slut?” He lit up a cigarette and slid his cock down my throat. It slid clumsily over my tongue, far too big for my mouth. The head was larger than a large strawberry. He pulled my mouth open and went deeper, resting the head until it just tickled the back of my throat. I slurped my tongue frantically along the top, trying to lick at the delicious head. He grabbed the sides of my face and slowly fucked me as I slurped his dick. It ached my jaws, but it was worth it. It smelled like his musk, and there was a light amount of hair around the base of his dick. After a few moments he would take out his dick and pour some water down my throat; my mouth was getting dry from the high. My mind was blown, the meth had opened up a nirvana for me while Guido Dad’s dick was pounding my throat and face until I gagged and spluttered thick globs of saliva over my face. This was what I was meant to do. I thought I had no purpose in life, but this was it. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and fed me a little more water. By now his dick was slobbering wet and drooping threads of saliva over my face. He smelled of fresh cigarettes, it was incredibly sexy. The room was spinning as I lay there panting, my face covered in his sweaty hairy balls. My face and chest felt hot and my heart was pounding quickly. “Fuck you, you’re just a hole, aren’t you?” He grumbled. “You live at home with Mommy and Daddy, boy?” “No,” I gasped, globs of spit flowing from my open mouth, down to my cheeks, and sticking onto his balls. “Good, cuz you’re not gonna see them for a while. I have bigger plans for you,” he grunted. He looked so hot in that wife beater. His face looked sadistic, like he was taking pleasure in seeing how much he’s degraded me with just ten minutes of deep throat. “I’m not gonna let some hungry nineteen-year-old pussy go to waste like this.” I was OK with that. I was ready to sign myself over to him to be his whore, his property that he can use and rent, a place where he dumps his loads. His dick was now rock hard, a magnificent club of meat, a deadly sperm gun. He emptied his little bag into his silicon lube, shook it up, and started liberally applying it to my hole along with motor oil. “After I fuck this trashy little butt, I’m going to make a few bucks off of you,” he grunted. “But I’m not going to do it without your consent. If you want me to be your pimp daddy, it’s for life until I’m done with that hole. If you agree to this, there’s no turning back. I own you, and I’ll drug you up with meth, pot, poppers, and crack everyday, and you will serve any man who needs a pussy. I’ll make sure you’re black-out high every minute you’re awake. I’ll have you gangbanged in motel rooms, take a quick load in a public bathroom, tied up in bathhouses, maybe even parties here. You are a worthless, trashy, tweaked up cumdump, and you know it. So what do you say?” My head was spinning, and the moments between blinks started feeling very long. Holy shit, I was flying. “Hell yeah,” I moaned through my sloppy wetness. He grinned like a devil. This guy was a bad man, alright, but everything he said was true. I knew why I was put on this earth now, and he was going to guide me to my ultimate goal: to just be a fuckhole, that is what boys are meant to do for men, and that is all I’m worth. “Before I wreck that little slit permanently, I’m gonna reward you for your answer,” he said. He reached into his drawer and pulled out a dirty sock and a bottle of Maximum Impact, sprayed it, and slammed it over my face. A rush of chemicals was flooding into my system, and all of a sudden there was nothing. I ass was on fire, desperate for cock, and I moaned under the sock as the impact continued to attack me, funneling sluttiness into my blood. I had blacked out and my eyes stared into nothingness as Guido Dad removed the sock, and I could barely hear I was so tweaked out and fucked up. I could see him prepare a syringe above my head, but the room was spinning so fast, I couldn’t focus on it. I felt a sudden tightness on my arm. “Flex,” he commanded, and I responded, and he tied a belt around my bicep. I heard him moving around me and slowly inserted the needle into a large vein. I felt the prick, but my body was so relaxed I didn’t even react. I felt it take back some blood, then go deeper, deeper, deeper...

Anyone else here LOVE the smell of RIPE pits? For me I love it and it triggers this urge inside me to get bred.

Fantastic story man.....

So, I've had a couple of people ask me if I can recommend a free VPN. The answer is that I can't: they have to cover their costs somehow and as far as I can see the only way to do that is to charge money for the service, so to provide a free service they'd have to do something like log your activity and sell that data to cover the costs - thus negating much of the point of using a VPN for privacy. Personally I am not currently using a commercial VPN - I have my own VPN server at home which I use when travelling so I can use UK only services like BBC iPlayer etc while abroad. If and when the block this, I would consider a commercial VPN and the place I'd look for information is the Wikipedia VPN comparison page: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comparison_of_virtual_private_network_services Which one to choose really depends on what's important - speed, level of anonymity, etc. As I've said, I really would avoid free services as you have to ask how they are going to cover their costs, and the only leverage they have is your traffic and trust... Andy.

Excellent

Uncle Larry heard a knock on his bedroom door at 3am. The only person it could be was his little sissy boi Meghan. Outside the door his little sissy boi waited patiently in her Princess Sparkles frilly dress she always slept in, flowery panties and cute pink bunny slippers. Holding her ass under her dress with one hand and clutching her teddy bear with the other. With sad and scared puppy dog eyes, she stood there as his door swung open. Uncle Larry stood at his door, naked and unkept from just waking up, and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. His little sissy boi knew Uncle Larry only sleeps in the nude so she never went in his room after dark, but this was an emergency. “What is it honey?” he asked gruffly. “Ca…can you help me, Uncle Larry?" she said in a quiet and confused gurly voice. "Something happened…. I think someone came in my room when I was asleep and stuck something in my butthole…it hurts so bad.” She was almost about to cry. The entire time she continued rubbing her ass, with a sad look on her face; hoping the pain would go away. "Did poor baby gurl had a nightmare?” Meghan nodded her head yes. Uncle Larry pointed and said, “Climb in bed with your favorite uncle; I want you to show me where it hurts sweetie.” “I promise to kiss it all better.” Uncle Larry’s crusty cock started growing for the second time that night; as he helped his little sissy boi pull her panties off as she laid across his bed. She then rolled on her stomach. His cock was now hard as a rock at the sight of her bare pale ass cheeks in the cute little dress. Meghan then turned slightly so her sore red butthole was in full view for her uncle. She quickly stared are his full manhood but now her didn’t care, she just happy he was going to kiss the spot and make it feel better. Her uncle put a pillow under her waist to raise Meghan’s ass, and gently spread her cheeks landing a loving kiss square on she puckered asshole. Locking eyes with her over the sissy’s ample ass he asked, “Is this the spot?” “Yes, that where someone hurt me…” “Shhh sweetie, I promised to kiss it and make it better.” He licked the crack of the sissy’s ass and tongue kissed her smooth red bud over and over, but when he jammed his tongue in as far as it would go, she yelped and almost jumped off the bed. “Ouch Uncle Larry, that part still hurts. “I’m sorry muffin” he said while rubbing her ass cheeks. Her uncle gently kissed Meghan’s ass ring and slowly made his way down kissing her taint and finally kissing Meghan’s sissy balls. Hearing the almost silent moans and watching her little clitty grow turned him on even more, making her uncle get more aggressive as he sucked on her sissy sack. Telling Meghan to get on her knees her uncle went back to rimming his little faggot and hand started the milking of her shaved cock. “Does that feel better?” She didn’t say a word, only moaned. “When was the last time you squirted baby?” “You told me not to touch myself if I wanted to stay with you Uncle Larry” Meghan asked. “Would you like to squirt now baby?” “Yes please” Meghan answer in a feminine voice. Uncle Larry spit into his hand and pumped hard and fast. “Oh my God, oh my God…that feels so good” Meghan moaned. “Time to squirt darlin” with that her asshole contracted around her uncle’s tongue. Within seconds, her uncle felt pulsating wave after wave of cum being shot out of her little clitty. The more she came, the faster he stroked her. He even continued to jerk her off after she went limp. Meghan tried to rest over the pillow, but her uncle kept her propped up until he was satisfied every drop of sissy juice was emptied out her smooth sack. Then he gently lowered her back over the cum-covered pillow. After a few more kisses to her no longer sore rectum, he let her lay there, bare-assed, over the pillow. He got up, walked over the side of the bed, kissed Meghan on the back and told her it was time for him to get ready for work. Meghan smiled and thanked her uncle for kissing her sore spot.

BBC POZ loads? I know mine is.

I was staying at an all inclusive in Riviera Maya and went on Grindr looking to get bred. Within a minute I had a message from a hot 25 y/o straight guy with a massive cock. After breeding me 3 times he saw the time and said he had to run as his wife’s massage was almost over. I cleaned up and went to the pool for a little day drinking. I started talking to the girl next to me and she said she was celebrating her honeymoon. We had a couple of drinks and then saw her husband and she called him over. I was shocked to see it was my guy from earlier. I played it cool and we all ended up hanging out throughout my trip. Also took many more loads from him.

I feel loads being blasted down my throat. Also, after a guy gas blasted in me, I leave his load dribbling down my thigh as a sign for other tops/vers to cum in me. Free advertising helps a lot! Oh, did I mention other pigs smelling cum and sweat off me! Very hot! 🐷

Fuck, man! Very hot story!

my absolute favourite is when im naked and down on my knees in an alley.preferably behind a dumpster.i like it when guys don't ask me or tell me.they just aim their cock at me after they finish fucking me or cumin down my throat, and they just piss all over me.some guys will just piss on my face but some guys like to piss on my whole body and like to make sure my hair gets soaked with piss. most guys like to piss in my mouth a bit but once in awhile I get a guy that wants to piss straight down my throat.its also hot if I'm down on my hands n knees getting fucked by a guy while another guy or a few guys piss on my head

Last night I found a hung straight curious guy on a swingers site. We got chatting, his name was Roy, 32yrs old & it turned out he’d recently come out of prison & was staying at a bail hostel about 15 minutes drive away. He has a huge 10” uncut dick & was up for fucking me raw & breeding me like he did with a few of his bitch lads inside. I went to the hostel & we went to his room for a short while where he enthusiastically ate my hairy hole & I sucked his huge dick. We couldn’t fuck in his room but he was allowed out to visit and stay overnight if I registered my address and he had to be back by 10am the next morning, it would give us 15+ hours to have fun. He’s a proper hard rough geezer, no kissing just him fucking me, breeding me and anything else he fancied doing to me. When we go to mine I got my arse out & begged him to push his big dick in me. He took his top of revealing his sexy fit hairy body, down went his jeans & boxers, his big tool flopping out to it fully erect position! It’s so big & thick I knew he was gunna stretch my hole & I knew I’d need more than just spit as lube so I greased his dick up with some Vaseline & fingered some in my hole too. I got on my back as Roy docked his big bell end on my quivering arsehole. He pushed his loose foreskin forward rubbing his precum on my hole then pulled it back & slowly started pushing. I started playing with my nipples which are wired to my arse, I felt the waves of pleasure coming from deep in my arse as he pushed into my hole, it suddenly got a bit more intense as my hole started to open up and almost suck his cock in, it was a tight fit stretching me to my limits but it felt amazing and I groaned with ecstasy as he thrust in & out of my cunthole! Waves of pleasure flowing deep into my guts as his dick slid in & out. He got harder, rougher & deeper and soon I was howling and rapidly building up to an orgasm! The intensity grew so much I barely managed to gasp and tell him I was gunna cum! My dick got rock hard and I started shootings my load, this was instantly followed by a massive anal orgasm which had me roaring with ecstasy and my legs trembling! My arse muscles clamped down on his huge shaft in spasms as I continued to orgasm. He kept fucking me then suddenly he growled he was gunna cum. He thrust deep inside me as hard as he could as he roared and dumped his big load in me, his big dick pulsing inside me, so big I could see it pushing my belly up as it flexed and pulsed. Lost of cum gushed out as he slowly pulled out followed by a river of thick creamy sperm that was accompanied by the odd spluttering fart. I groped his big balls & stroked his rock hard shaft & asked him how long till he was ready to fuck again. He grabbed me & flipped me on my front, shoved his dick back in me making it squelch. “ I’m ready now ya horny fukka” he said as he pinned me down and mercilessly plowed into my man cunt! It wasn’t long before I could feel an orgasm buildup again. He drilled my pussy mercilessly & I was having waves of orgasm that kept flowing as I purred & growled with pleasure, he got me on my side with his dick still balls deep in me. One leg over his shoulder he started rubbing my nipples as he fucked me, the multiple waves of orgasm now intensified, gasped & yelped begging for it harder! He powered up a gear and fucked me as hard as he could. I grabbed his strong arms as I exploded into a massive anal orgasm, my whole body trembling as I almost silently yelped in orgasmic ecstasy! He started to shoot his load in me roaring into the duvet as he slumped down onto me, occasionally trusting as he pumped me full of cum. He bred a total of 4 loads in my pussy, I sucked out a load & after feeding me his cum from my pussy we got in the shower & he piss fucked me. I’ve woken up after a few hours sleep, he’s still fast asleep but I’m about to start sucking on his nearly 2 inches of foreskin overhang & slide my tongue in & roll it around his big bell end and get him hard & see if I can wake him as I push his dick up my arse again! Got at least 2 more hours of fun before he has to go.

I’ve been in a building heat all week. I had a wax appointment this early AM to get my cum hole waxed smooth. Several years ago during an appointment it turned into a really hot breeding session, but since then, never again. I’ve been chatting with a bud on here BZ about general stuff and how horny I am and I’ve been in heat all week. He suggested I get my wax guy to do it again. Well that inspiration got it done! So today I totally cleaned out before I went. I was his first client of the day. I told him about being so horny and in heat. He could see my cock was thick, but nothing, nothing from him. Just a small laugh and he’d change subject. Finally I just asked how come we have never done anything since that first time years ago. He stopped working on me and said I’m glad u brought it up, that he liked it, but didn’t want to lose me as a client and did not want me to expect that all the time. Ok, I get that, but how about today? He said he couldn’t as his next client would be in soon, but my big ass looked so great to him and he leaned in and tongued my hole. And I sighed. He went back to working then seconds later his finger was edging my hole, I moved so it would go in and he started fingering me. I’m saying how amazing it feels. He says my hole is so silky. “...but I can’t, don’t have time.” So I ask if I can just taste his hot asian cock and foreskin. He goes, “damn” as he drops his pant and I scramble off the table onto my knees. Damn he wanted it, he was oozing precum. I sucked him hard and fast. Then I just stood up and bent over the table and guided him in me. He moved right in, fucked me good for 5 minutes or so and loaded up my hole. He pulled out and I immediately cleaned him off and he hiked up his pants. I got back up on table, ass up.  he says, “... u feel better? I feel great! Thanks so much. Oh, your leaking, let me wipe u up.” I said, “no, I’ll do it and used my fingered in my hole and transferred it to my mouth.” He then helped me do it! HA! He finished me and we kissed.

Chapter IV Sunday night arrived and at about 6:30, our buzzer rang and Randy had arrived a bit earty. We welcomed him in and he presented us with a huge bottle of wine. He told us that it was the least he could do for our wonderful invite for supper. He went on to expain that it would be great not having to cook for himself again and to make some new friends. His attitude and huge smile almost melted both Nigel's and my hearts completely. He was great to talk to. I did most of the cooking, although my boyfriend was no slouch when he cooked either. I actually love when he cooked, as it let me admire that beautiful butt of his. It was so round and plump, yet firm. Looked absolutely delicious. As it had been, the night before, Nigel had a huge amount of trouble keeping his eyes off of Randy. I couldn't blame him as I had the same trouble, as Randy was just plainly and simply built like a god. He was magnificent. He had on a tight polo shirt and, as we had explained before, it would be just informal attire, track shorts. Those shorts were almost as tight as his shirt and showed his marvelous bulge. It was hard to keep our eyes up at all. Nigel was flirting terribly and I was getting just a little jealous of the attention he was paying to our guest. We finally sat down to eat supper and everyone loved the meal and we all talked a lot. Our meal took almost an hour and a half to finish. By the time we were fianlly done, Nigel was almost hanging over the corner of the table onto Randy and was flirting nonstop. Randy was returning it also, to the point that, at times, I felt almost left out. I am considered, or so I have been told, to be quite good looking. Maybe not quite as good as Nigel but good anyway. The two of them offered to clean up the table, while I went to our TV room to set up our TV to make sure it was ready to watch our movie. They soon were joining me with the wine and glasses, so I started the movie. It was our new one as I wanted to see what reaction I got from Randy. Nigel and he sat on the couch and I sat in our recliner. They seemed to sit closer than I thought they should, but didn't say anything. Even as the movie was starting the two of them were almost giggling while flirting shamelessly. It was a hot night and Nigel, after only about 5 minutes later , took off his shirt and very soon after Randy did also. Neither of them seemed to watch much of the movie. They would watch a couple of minutes it seemed and then were looking at each other. Nigel was almost drooling. At one point, I looked over at them and they had moved closer together. At this new angle I was able to see Randy's back and as I looked at this rippling muscles from his shoulders downward, I all at once noticed he had a tattoo on his lower back. I almost gasped when I say it as it was a large biohazard symbol with a scorpion curled inside it. I was in shock. This magnificent black Adonis had HIV, I could not even speak. Should I even say anything. I decided not to say anything about it. After all, Nigel would never play with anyone else anyway and even if he did, we always played safe, even with each other. The movie got hotter and hotter. I was definitely getting turned on by it again and even found myself wondering about seeing Nigel getting fucked by a Poz guy. That was crazy, wasn't it. I turned towards Randy and Nigel and found them intwined together and making out hotly. Their mouths were tight together and I could tell that their tongues were wrestling in their mouths. Their hands were all over each other, rubbing, pinching and groping each other. As I watched, Nigel, moved back slightly and reached between them and fished Randy's cock out of his shorts. It was hard and huge. Nigel slowly stroked it and as he did, Randy's hands reached around and lifted Nigel up a little and one hand went down the back of Nigel's shorts. From Nigel's moans I could tell that Randy was fingering his hole. I watched, mesmerized at what was going on. I felt my own cock get hard and yet I was jealous as hell and even a little upset at what my boyfriend was doing right in front of me. By now, Nigel's shorts were down midway on his thighs and his own little cock was hard also. I could see a lot of precum from Randy's cock all over Nigel's fingers as he stroked that huge 'poz' cock. Then all at once, Randy pulled back. He quickly stood up and had a very startled look on his face. He was almost stammering as he apologized for what he was doing. Nigel had a shamed look on his face and had trouble looking my way. Randy tucked his magnificent cock back into his shorts and sat down away from Nigel, who had pulled his shorts back into place also with a very guilty look on his face. They were both looking at me to see my reaction. I had no idea what to say at all as I was upset but also totally turned on like crazy from watching my boyfriend almost get fucked by a huge poz cock. I could not help wondering if it would be hot to watch, but still not really wanting my boyfriend pozzed, or did I?

Chapter 3 After who knows how long, I came to. Sir had added to my attire of a thick metal collar and ankle/wrist cuffs with a chastity cage around my now soft cock, and a ball gag in my mouth. Sir had also moved me as I was no longer attached to the cross but was bound to a fuck bench with my head propped up and legs spread enough to make it easy to access my cunt. Sir noticed I had woken and shone a bright light in my face and then all of the sudden my phone appeared. Fuck! Sir had been able to unlock my phone with my face and now had complete access to my entire life! “Next step 19 is to make sure you leave your entire past life behind you, and I think a few pictures to your entire contact list should do the trick” Sir said menacingly. There were a few flashes from behind as Sir took some pics of me from behind, and then from the front. “Alright 19, I’ll be a nice Master and let you pick which picture goes out first, then second, but you have to pick a forward AND a rear facing otherwise I’ll take send videos I’ve got saved from our previous fucks, remember the one I got you to beg for my daddy cock and even asked if I had some friends who could join? I bet that would make it really clear to your family you’ve always been just a cum whore.” As Sir scrolled the pictures in front of me, I noticed he had marked up the small of my lower back with a biohazard tattoo, wrote ALL LOADS across my spread ass cheeks. But that wasn’t nearly as embarrassing as the pictures of me, clear as day bound to this bench with a ball gag and number 19 on both shoulders. Sir removed the ball-gag so I was able to tell him my choices. “I guess these 2 Sir” I mumbled. “Well done 19, now you will always know that YOU picked the photos that showed your family what your true self is.” And then it happened, ding after ding of text messages received on my phone, and Sir just laughed and laughed. “Don’t worry 19, I’ll spare you the embarrassment of what these texts say, but know that they worked exactly as designed, you won’t be hearing from anyone again.” Tears began falling down my face. Whatever hope I had that this was just more role play is confirmed to be gone. Sir had completely erased my entire life in an instant. “Remember 19, you chose to submit fully to me. No use crying over the fact you didn’t truly realize what that meant. I had you pegged for this from the start and knew I’d have you in this exact position, it was only a matter of time. You’ve told me numerous times that you were happiest under my control when you came over, well 19, you ARE under my control now, complete total control. Your freedom is gone and your true calling has been bestowed upon you.” Do I accept my new life Sir has given me? Do I try to plan an escape? Even if I did escape, what life was waiting for me now?

For me, it really depends on the mood and the situation. I've had touble taking regular-sized cocks if I'm not relaxed, but usually a bit of fingering or going slow at the beginning is enough for me to relax. My first huge cock, which was around 8 to 8.5 inches and quite thick, belonged to a friend of my boyfriend at the time. He fucked me with my BF and a couple of other guys watching (this was actually the first time I participated in some kind of "orgy") and I'm still not quite sure how I was able to take him so easily, considering his size and that my boyfriend as well as his boyfriend and two other guys were watching us. He fucked using his full length and frequently pulled out almost entirely, only to ram his cock back inside me using full force which hurt but also felt so good at the same time. The last time he rammed inside me as deep as he could, I clearly felt him unload inside me, even though he'd put on a condom, which had ruptured, probably due to his size and his rough fucking. This was the first time that someone bred me and I didn't really go back to using condoms afterwards ...

I live out in the boonies, a couple of hours or more from the nearest bathhouse. So when I go to visit my parents, who live near a medium-sized midwestern city, I seize the opportunity to go to one there. I think it was the second time I went that I first ran into the sauna guy. He was working the desk when I checked in. He was shirtless and nicely tanned, a bit thinner and smoother than I like, but with a great smile and a twinkle in his eye. It wasn't busy, so we chatted a little while he checked me in, and then he looked me right in the eye and said, “Wanna fuck?” So I grinned and said “Yes!” He buzzed me in and gave me my towel and key and said he'd find me when he took a break. Which he did. And took charge very nicely and fucked me... but he wrapped it up first, which was slightly disappointing. However, we were doing it out in a public area and another guy was only too happy to take sloppy seconds of my ass, so I got a load from him and all was well. Fast forward a few months, and I happened to be there when he was again. We just grinned at each other when I checked in, and sure enough, he came around later and found me. This time we went in a private room to fuck, and again he wrapped it up. After he came, he took off the cum-filled condom and I went to clean him off, but he declined, explaining that he was POZ. Well, heck! I guess being on staff at a club that is serious about promoting safer sex, he kind of has to, but still – even back when I was using condoms regularly I didn't use them for blowjobs. And another year went by, and I was in town again, and got a bit more buzzed than usual. So I was out way past my bedtime, and drove (which I probably shouldn't have) to a guy's house to fuck him. And we smoked a little weed (which I definitely shouldn't have, even though it's legal there). And then this player got all squirrely about whether I was “clean” or not and wouldn't say “yes” even though I offered to fuck him with a condom. So I left in disgust. It must have been 2 am by then. And I was horny, and kind of messed up, and in a strange town a long way from anyone I knew. But I was not far at all from the bathhouse: Problem solved! Well, this time I figured I needed a space to chill for sure, so I got my own private room. And got fucked very nicely by a hot bear cub. And a bit later on, of course I run into the sauna guy in the hall. And he says “Let's find a room.” “I have one!” I answer cheerfully. And off we go. And he's putting on a condom, and realizes there aren't any little lube packets there. That's because when the cub fucked me, he used them, but not the condoms. So sauna guy is about to go get lube and I say, “right there.” Pointing to the little pocket-sized plastic bottle I got from the drugstore. Which is filled with mineral oil I also got from the drugstore. Which he uses to lube my ass. And then he fucks me. Very well, as always... the man is good that way! And about three minutes into it, I feel a little snapping sensation inside my ass. And he keeps fucking me. And I really get into it. And after a nice long fuck, he shoots his hot POZ seed deep in my hole. Fuck, yeah! Then we kiss and chat a bit and he heads back to the desk. About half an hour later I'm cruising the hall and he's headed the other way and stops and says, “Um, we had a little breakage.” “I know,” I say. “No worries...”

Assaulted At The Video Booth is not the right words to use here, although it seen a lot of fun and I would love it all. Now you Dress like a slut whore and go into a Adult Video store with nasty gloryholes on the Mexican Boarder in EL Pasco Texas. You service many nasty men without question and love it. Then when the Men want it their way not your it a Assault? I am a Dumb stupid Bimbo full TS and know if I go into a place like that all bet are off, all control is given up and you are at their mercy. I think you got what you asked for and did for hour with many men.

I think it’s really hot. I wish I could find more videos of actual father and sons fucking around. I think as long as both are consenting then it could be so hot. My dad is rumored to have fucked over 500 women and still has it going on. When I was growing up I was so curious about his size because he tends to be very guarded about sexual stuff. Finally when I was in high school we went to a local pool with a huge open changing room and I saw him strip down. He has a really nice thick tool with huge balls. And that was just seeing him soft. He has to be over 8” when hard. I was insecure at the time because I’m more of a grower than a shower but I’m glad I had that experience or else I’d be wondering what he was packing down there until this day. Out of my two brothers and myself, I think my dick is the closest to my dads in terms of size and shape. I think nudity and jacking off with your dad or brothers could be a really cool bonding experience and helps everyone feel comfortable with their bodies. Unfortunately that’s not the environment I was raised in but I really think more people should be honest and open about it. And should post more vids online

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

Fuck yeah!!!! More please...such a hot story!

as a Top their two things I get out of ramming a cock back in 1- as a Dom top it's a great show of force and it sends the message I own that ass and theirs nothing you can do about it. 2- it trains the hole to stay open and loose. If timed properly you can force the anal ring to stay open and you can pound ass deep as you want. The ring is highly intense feeling when you hit it so you don't want it closing back too quickly or hitting it will hurt too much. As a bottom long strokes feel amazing from a long cock and that sensation of travelling back and forth through the ring forcing it to reopen is a fucking intense feeling ( in a good way)

I showered and cleaned up the sauan. It was pretty quiet the Bill called me over. "I've got an errand for you, since its quiet." He said. "Get dressed" I put on some clothes and went to the reception desk where he handed me a package with the name of a local hospital on it. He gave me an address and said "take this over and give it to Mick - its his meds which he forgot to pick up from the clinic." "I's a basement flat. He lives there with some other guys who are all poz, though not all on meds." I felt my heart skip a beat and he gave me a filthy smile. "They're pretty far gone, most of them and they don't have the cash to visit the sauna often. I told them you're coming over. It's up to you whether you want to stay for while." Then he raised an eyebrow and I knew what he meant. Did I want to stay and have sex with these men. I took the package. The flat was about 20 minutes walk away in a run down area of old victorian buildings. I went down some steps and knocked on a peeling fron door with carboard in the window and an overflowing rubbish bin next to it. I knocked, and the door opened to reveal a dark hallway with an overwhelming smell of body odour, cigarette smoke and the tang of poppers. The man in the doorway was fat, short, balding and dresed in a stained threadbare dressing gown. "Wotcher want?" He growled looking me up and down. "I...I'm Timmy." I said, recoling from the smell and his grubby appearance. "I've got something for Mick." He smiled revealing stained teeth and the tongue which licked his lips was furred yellow/green. "Oh, right. Heard about you. Come in." He turned and I followed him into the hall way. "Mick ain't here, but you can leave his stuff." He scratched under the robe which gaped open to reveal a flabby belly and masses of hair around a heavy cock. I swallowed, feeling repelled as he scratched busily in his groin, but I was also excited especially as the strong smell of poppers made my head swim. I put the package on the floor and stood awkwardly. "Come and meet the others." He said, noticing my glance at his dangling cock. "Bill said you was a good boy, real friendly like." and he leered at me and laughed. Before I could speak, he led me down the hall and into a small sitting room, dimly lit by a small window high up on the wall. It was smokey and smelled of sweat and worse. There were two sofas on which sat five or six men, all old and all looking like they needed a bath. Several were just wearing singlets and underpants. Others were smoking and they were watching porn on an old TV as they passed a bottle of poppers around. It was really hot and I felt sweat trickling in my armpits. "Well. aintcha gonna sit down?" I squeezed on to a sofa between two old trolls who were watching the TV and sniffing poppers. They ignored me as did the guy who had let me in. I was wondering what to do when the man next to me, dressed only in his underwear said "Fuck, this porn has got me on the go!" He pulled his undepants down and a thick, swollen cock slapped against his hairy belly. It was slimey with pre-cum and I noticed what looked like blisters under the head. "I could do with a fuck!" Suddenly, the other man's boney fingers were on my belt, undoing it and unzipping my fly. "Know what you mean, Fred. I could do with some arse around my cock." As they spoke, they dragged my trousers off, followed by my underpants. The man who'd let me in came over with a filthy tube of lube. "So when's your next clinic appointment Fred?" He said as they pulled me round so I was kneeling on the sofa. "Next week" They spread my arse roughly apart and I felt cool lube being rubbed into my anus. "I guess I'll have to go on meds soon." I heard Fred say as he got heavily off the sofa. "Viral load's through the roof." He got behind me, and I felt his cock against my arsehole. What was I doing? This was a disgusting old man, in a filthy flat, about to put his diseased cock in me without even caring who I was, that I was just an upraised arse and a hole to fill. The man who'd let me in, who I later found out was called Paul, matter of factly pushed some poppers under my nose and as the chemical washed through me, Freds thick, diseased cock slid wetly up into my rectum. In front of me, Paul's robe was open and he was scratching his groin and complaining about it, even as he offered me his swelling cock to suck as Fred fucked me in long, slow, delicious strokes. I was lost. I couldn't resist as the poppers and the thick cock in me made me gasp with pleasure. "Oh yeah!" said Paul. "Fill it up, Fred. Let some others have a go!" Fred was grunting and thrusting hard and I realised he was about to come in me. I felt a moment's fear, a moments regret, and then he gave a pig-like grunt, pushed against me, and I felt his cock throbbing as he spurted into me. When he finished he gave a sigh. "That were good!" He said, sliding his softening cock out of me. A drool of cum slithered over my balls and he scooped it up with his finger and pushed it back in. I stood up, my cheeks flushed with shame and looked across the room. Two men were on the other sofa, one pale and gaunt, the other wizzened with sores around his mouth. They had pushed their clothes down and were jacking their erections as they chatted about someting. Paul grabbed my arm and led me over. "Any one want some tea?" He said. As he spoke, he turned me round and I felt hands on my hips pulling me down on to another cock. It slid easily up me through the spunk and the lube until I was sitting on the old man's lap, impaled on his cock. "Two sugars in mine." I heard him say behind me and then he started to thrust up into me and empty his sperm with the rest...

I'm a cumwhore but I rarely get STDs these days. I have no way of knowing for sure but I think it's because I have a circle of about 20 regulars who I trust and I generally avoid big sex parties with lots of unknown partners. I do 1 on 1 sessions and smaller, private groups. The last time I had an STD was February. And I get tested once a month, which may seem overkill/paranoid but I like having the confidence of knowing I haven't picked anything up recently.

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION 1985 Xana, Kansas Worst year of my life. But then again, I've been saying that just about every year since I started high school. It really went to hell at that point people started to notice I was 'different'. Up until that point, I had a regular life. Almost regular. My two best friends were my sister Janice (a year younger than me) and the most popular boy in the world. He was everything I wasn't: athletic, good-looking, and fearless. Kevin and I started as friends because we lived on the same block and our moms would get together daily to watch soap operas and drink highballs. But then...but then puberty hit us all like a tsunami. Everybody was changing except for me. The girls got periods and boobs while the boys turned into actual men. The only different thing about me was my new love for music and acting. It was a discovery made when our music class would put on theatrical shows twice a year. At the end of the first semester we always did "A Christmas Carol" and something random in the Spring. I never got a leading part, but I didn't even care. Toward the end of my Sophomore year, I got the role of Linus in "You're a Good Man Charlie Brown". I was so excited because there was a solo part of me dancing and singing to my blanket. According to Janice, the whole school and even some of the adults were talking about my performance, and obviously gay I was. Apparently I was a little too into it and had practically glided on air. She claimed an older couple behind her were debating whether I was a boy or a girl. The news came as a heavy blow and it ruined my life. I was a "faggot'...and everybody knew it. Even Kevin turned on me. High school was going great for him and he couldn't risk hanging out with me. He couldn't even risk NOT bullying me out in the open. He would push me against lockers, spit on me and call me every possible homosexual slang term there was. And just to make everything worse, Kevin and my sister were dating. I felt like I'd lost everything and everybody. I held everything together waiting for this day...graduation. I wanted to get far away as if enough distance would erase the first 18 years of memories and pain. I'd skip college because that seemed like a continuation of high school and I'd already done my time. I had three possible plans in mind with what to do with the college funds set aside for me: 1. Move to Australia, work some menial job there and never come back. 2. Move to L.A. and try to get an acting job. 3. Take a trip to Hawaii and jump into an active volcano. What I ended up doing was just staying home and retreating into books, TV and booze. My parents were both functional alcoholics and not the violent, mean kind -- they were happy and clueless kind. They must have assumed I was just taking some time off to figure out a plan. My plan was to raid their liquor cabinet as often as I could. My sister did the same, but she was never at home. She'd broken up with Kevin for reasons she wouldn't go into. I'd already assumed she lost her virginity since Janice had been boy crazy since first grade. I was predicted she'd be knocked up and/or married before her senior year. We were both pretty much unsupervised, but she was the only one taking full advantage. I was just a boring, garden-variety delinquent. One July morning I got out of bed just in time to see Mom walk out the door with her big purse. This meant she was going over to hang out with Kevin's mom and get good and plastered. She'd left a note for me. Dennis -- If you can, please water the flower beds and also give the grass a good soaking. I love you! The fact that we had one of the nicest yards in town was a great disguise for the secrets inside. People talk in a small town no matter how green your lawn was. Our family unit consisted of two drunk adults, a teen slut and a fag. Whatever. I mixed a generous rum and coke in a plastic quart cup from the convenience store and went out to attend to the greenery. It was hot as hell and also very dry. There was a region-wide burning ban in place for the fifth week. I was almost finished with everything when I felt a tap on me shoulder. It was Kevin. "Hey man. There's two partying old chicks at my house so I thought I'd come over and say hi." Hi indeed. He was pretty obviously stoned...and looking really good. I'd made a point of never looking at him these past few years. He had filled out completely and still had the same dirty blondish hair I remembered. He was a few inches taller than me and solid as steel. He was wearing flip-flops, swim trunks and an ancient Foreigner concert t-shirt. Only a year ago I would have been thrilled to have him talk to me again, but now I had my guard up. "Why are you here? Won't you get point deductions for even being near me?" "I'm sorry. No. I really am. None of that shit matters now, OK? I should have never treated that way." "No you shouldn't have. But again, why are you here?" "Hey - can I have a sip of what you're having?" I hated myself for forgiving him so easily, but maybe I'd find out why he and my sister broke up. "Come on in. I'll make you one and we can play Atari or something." "Cool." We went into my dark living room and helped ourselves to the abundant booze. I was still suspicious, but this felt like old times. Kevin and I, squandering a precious Summer day. Only with cocktails. We sat like yogis in front of the TV and played "Burger Time". It was the only game I'd never beaten, but I was still beating Kevin's scores. After we'd had our fill of the crappy graphics and annoying music, Kevin suggested we go out in the back yard for a smoke. As nice our front yard looked was how crummy the back was. "I see your dad still has a hammock up. Remember how we took turns getting all wound up in in it and pretending we were one of Spider-Man's enemies caught in his web?" Of course I remembered that. Kevin produced a joint from somewhere and lit it. I guessed it might have been his third one of the day. Kansas deserves all the negative impressions people have of it, but the homegrown weed is hardy plentiful here. Janice and I gotten stoned together before we'd ever had a taste of booze. "So what happened between you and my sister?" "She didn't wait for me when I went to go visit my uncle in L.A. for three weeks. It wouldn't have lasted anyway, Dennis. She is a wild child. Did you know she had an abortion last Monday?" "No way!" "Yup. In Wichita. I had to pay for half even though I doubt the baby was mine. We should go to the pool." I wasn't in shock, just sad that she didn't tell me. Oh well. Janice and I were basically just strangers now. "Los Angeles, huh? I wanted to move there after graduation - to be an actor. Lost my courage." "You'd be a great actor, but it's a dangerous place. Trust me. I'm going to go there again and live with my uncle. Maybe I'll be a bartender or something. Maybe you can come live with us. Yeah -- that would be cool. My uncle would love you!" "I don't ever remember you talking about an Uncle in California..." "Well -- he's not my real uncle, but I'll explain more later. My parents are going to Chicago for the weekend....you can come spend it with me and I'll fill you in on everything. Can you?" "Yeah. Sure. My parents are going to the Ozarks this weekend. I guess you don't want me to bring Janice." "Oh -- maybe it's the Ozarks I was thinking of. You never know what they're up to." What? He was full of information about something. But what? I could have asked more questions but I had a real nice buzz going. For whatever reason I stood up, climbed into the hammock and spun myself into a cocoon, "Curse you, Spider-Man!!!" By Friday, I'd tried to put all the pieces together but there were too many missing. Were my parents going away for the weekend with Kevin's parents? Why did he have a fake uncle? Why was I so quick to forgive the guy who'd made my life hell for three years? And what was the deal with Janice? She and I used each other as a sounding board years ago. She probably needed one more than ever now. Oh well...it's not like she didn't know where to find me. My mom and dad were packed and ready to go by 4:30 that afternoon. It was an almost seven hour drive to the Ozarks. They would have left earlier but cocktail hour lasted longer than they'd planned. Mom had changed her hair and put on maybe a tad too much makeup. "So you're spending the night at Kevin's house? Good. You two used to be so close. He's a little cocky, but mostly a decent kid." They left the house in a flurry of cologne and alcohol fumes. Janice wasn't home. I helped myself to a drink while wondering what the hell I was supposed to bring over to Kevin's house. When I was a kid I always took my sleeping bag and pajamas, but that was a million years ago. Oh well -- I could always come back and get what I needed. I didn't want to walk half a block with an overnight bag in broad daylight anyway. "Hey! Come on in. Mom and Dad just left." "So did mine." "What a coincidence," he laughed. "So what do you know that I don't?" "Only thousands of things. Come on....we've got all weekend to talk." He led me to the basement for some reason. It was like all the other basements around here; bare concrete floors, mouse droppings and a ping-pong table that usually had boxes of Christmas decorations on top of it. It had changed. Big time. It was a large, furnished, plush area with carpeting and a bar. "Wow! When did all this get done?" "A few years ago. It's a 'play space'." What? It looked a little too fancy and grown up to be somewhere where you'd gather to play board games or charades. "And check this out..." Kevin walked over behind the bar a flipped on some dim colorful lights on the walls and ceiling. It was cool but still confusing. I sat on one of the giant leather couches and waited for the next magic trick. "I have some questions, Kevin." "I know. I'll tell you everything you want to know. In case you don't want to know any more as I'm talking, just say the word and we'll go upstairs and wait for 'Nightmare Theater'. Can you believe it's still on? Same old guy too." Talk." He was barefoot, wearing the same swim trunks and a Spider-Man t-shirt that he'd probably had since junior high. It was faded and way too small for the broad chest and shoulders he'd developed. "OK. I'll start out small and go from there. Remember, as soon as you feel uneasy -- we stop." "OK" "First of all, your sister is sleeping with Coach Glover, from school. They've been together for a few weeks now." "No way! He's old and married and has kids!" "Well, Janice has already dated every other guy in town. It's coach's turn now." I hated that guy. How could he fool around with young girls when he had a handicapped kid at home? When exactly did I lose her? "So are my parents and your parents going to the same place?" "Yup, but let's back up a little...does this room remind you of anything?" I looked around with new eyes. It was suddenly so obviously meant for sex and seduction. Why else was Kevin so cryptic? "It's a sex room, right?" "Very good! You've earned a drink. Come over to the bar and I'll serve you." It was so fancy. I took a seat on one of the stools and noticed the blue and red neon lights above the liquor bottles. Pretty. Kevin handed me some type of fizzy clear drink in a tall glass. "So your mom and dad remodeled all of this just for a place to have sex?" "Sex parties. They're swingers. You know what that means, right?" I did. I learned about them on HBO. "And guess what else? So are your mom and dad." Fucking hell! I could never look them in the eye again. "No. I mean...how do you know?" "Ready to go upstairs now, or do you really want to know?" The world had tilted so severely on its axis, that I was ready to hear everything. "Go on." "Well these people have parties all over the country. They all get in a room and it becomes a big orgy. And it gets very weird after they've smoked enough weed and snorted enough cocaine. Want to try some? Anyway, my 'uncle' Ray got super out of it and wandered up to my room where he fucked me in the ass." "No! How old were you? Did you tell anyone?" "I was legal...I was born three months before you. It hurt like hell, but just enduring it got me invited downstairs to join in. I fucked Miss Stucky from the library. Mrs. Strotkamp sucked my dick. I don't know if any of our parents noticed because they were either wrecked or ... busy." I gulped my drink all the way down. I knew too much and wanted to go home or go to Australia or kill myself. "Did you?...." "NO. I never did anything with your mom or your dad." "So your fake uncle molested you and you still went out to L.A. to visit him?!" "Don't say 'molested'. I could have kicked his ass if I wanted to. It hurt and all, but it wasn't that bad in the end. My California trip out there was a sex vacation. He hosted great swinger parties all the time. I had sex with so many woman and men." "But...but what about AIDS? Aren't you afraid of that?" He'd mixed me another drink. "Nope. By the time it gets here, everyone will have it. I already tested positive for the HIV. You can get it from kissing. These are The End Times, Dennis. Enjoy life while you still have it." This was too much -- way too much. I remember the days when I'd spend the night and we'd stay up and play poker while watching old scary movies. "So you've..uh..done stuff with gay guys?" "Oh yeah. It's no big deal. Sex is sex. You'll find out some day." I remembered all the times I heard him call me 'fag' and 'homo'. All I did was dance and sing to a blanket on stage, while he was essentially the same as me - actively. "It's not so bad sucking a dick when you focus on how it feels to get yours sucked. It's probably my favorite thing in the world to shoot a wad in somebody's mouth." He was looking at me carefully and I noticed how his face had changed. He was still genetically cursed with dark circles under his ice-blue eyes. The neon lights did him no favors. I finished off the second drink. "Is that all?" "Just one more thing. I talked to Uncle Ray last night and told him about you wanting to come to L.A. to be an actor. He's got a huge house near the beach and wants us BOTH to come and live with him. Wouldn't that be cool? Us in L.A.? It's a whole new world there." "I...So I...never mind." I wish I could be 12 years old again, sitting on Janice's bedroom floor and spilling out all the things I was thinking, feeling. We used to do that all the time. "That's all. Are you okay?" "Yeah. I...got any weed?" "Of course. You haven't heard the sound system yet. I picked up some great music in L.A. Bootlegs and stuff you'd never hear in Kansas." He magically produced a fat joint from somewhere and held it between his lips as he fiddled with some stereo stuff. "You should hear the thumpa thumpa stuff they usually listen to down here. Here's a mix tape i made from my collection. I like punk that's not the angry stuff. It has a melody, but not like what you're used to. Give it a chance." I was sitting on the floor, wishing we could just play poker or war or something. The speakers were hidden and I could swear there must have been dozens of them. The sound was rich and filled the room like a heavy fog. Any kind of music would have been a pleasure to listen to. "What group is this?" "'Heavy Disharmony'. The drummer gave me a blow job once, but that's not why I like it. This is just the sound I dig now. Like it?" I did. It sounded so different and so exciting...and kind of sexy somehow. Kevin came over and sat on the floor with me. "You always liked being on the floor -- I remember now." We shared the joint and listened without talking. It was good because I didn't want to hear anything besides this. "OK. This next song is a dud -- want another drink? I've got dry mouth something terrible." The song was in fact not very good, but the sound still shined. "My uncle says I could make a lot money if I started stripping in clubs out there. You think I could be good at that?" "Probably. You've got a good body. Like in a gay bar or something?" "Mostly. Those guys tip like crazy if you show a little ball sack...and even more if you fuck them." "Wow. The last time I danced in front of people, my life was destroyed." "You're taller and bigger now. You maybe need to work out a little. It can only help you get acting jobs if you're buff. I'll show you. Not to this song. The next one." "The songs are so long." "Because this was all recorded live. It's not three minute Madonna song, Dennis." Kevin stubbed out the roach and stood up. "This next song is one you're going to remember forever." I think he was building it up too much. But okay. The opening of the song was mostly drums and the bassist playing a ditty that I almost recognized somehow. Shit! What was this? Kevin stood a few feet away from me and started grinding his hips. He said I'd remember this song forever, and he was exactly right about that. He slowly peeled off his t-shirt and didn't miss a beat. He was only wearing those trunks and had obviously worked himself into a hard-on. Was he teaching me or trying to seduce me? I didn't care. Then the singer finally started in.... Spider-Man, Spider-Man/Does whatever a spider can/Spins a web, any size..." It was a punk/pop version of the old cartoon theme song. He smiled at me in the most delicious way. He was grinding away, humping the air. My face must have given something away because he started to tease down his swim trunks. There were his minimal pubes -- I wanted to smell them, inhale his funk. The dance was deliberately effective and I knew he's make a ton of money on the coast. It's about then that I realized I was still on my knees but standing up to his crotch level. My position was was just as suggestive as his dancing was. He stepped out of his swim shorts like a seasoned professional. ...To him, life's a great big bang up/Wherever there's a hang up/You'll find The Spider-Man Kevin's cock looked better, thicker than I would have guessed. Impossibly hard and sticking straight out. There's no way I could ever be as confident as he was. He said something, but I couldn't hear it above the music. He danced closer until his dick was just inches from my face. The momentum of all this had reached warp speed. The head of his dick poked me in the cheek, and then my right eye. I wanted him to stop dancing and just let me suck him off. Viruses be damned. I wanted this. As soon as the slick head of his penis went past my lips, he stopped the strip tease at last. I just swallowed as much of him as I could. There was a taste and a smell of a sour dishrag briefly -- probably from those damn swim trunks he wore constantly. He grabbed the back of my head and just thrust his strong hips back and forth like a machine. Is he strong? Listen,Bud/He's got radioactive blood I wondered if he was going to cum in my mouth and I wondered if he knew how much I wanted him to. But no. He stepped back as a line of drool strung out of my mouth and caught a random purple light from overhead somewhere. It glowed. He pulled a mat from underneath one of the plush couches and pushed me down on it. Wait -- didn't I get a say in any of this? It was an almost too familiar feeling of being abused in high school. I guess I'd given my consent by not even trying to fight back. I was on my stomach with Kevin's full weight on top of me. He put his mouth close to my ear "This won't feel good the first time, but I'll make it quick. Hang in there, buddy. He just jabbed his hard dick into my asshole before I even knew what was happening. gear GOD! PAIN! Maybe being everyone's punching bag for years had toughened me up because I didn't yell or cry. Those instinctive responses had been suppressed in me for too long. He pumped away faster and faster. This was gay sex. In a sex basement. It hadn't even ended and I was ready to do it again. He stopped, bent down to me ear again "I just blew my nut. How do you feel?" The music had stopped. "Uh...bathroom?" "It's to the right of the bar. There's a shower in there now. Just do what you need to do, take your time." I used the facility without looking at myself in the mirror. That would need to wait a day or two. There was mouthwash there - which I used while wishing there was such a thing as 'asswash'. When I came out, Kevin was back behind the bar and mixing us more fizzy drinks. "Everything OK?" "I'm fine. What time is it?" "A little after 10. Have a seat...want some peanuts or chips or something?" "Maybe later. So I guess I'm not a virgin anymore." What a retarded thing to say. I needed that drink. "No, but it was about time, don't you think? The good news is that you hardly bled at all. And I didn't even use lube. I bled like crazy the first time Ray fucked me. You were turned on and having fun -- that makes all the difference." "Yeah. Just think -- we could have done that years ago. But I guess you were too busy doing my sister. So I'm going to get AIDS now?" "No. You don't get it from just one fuck. You might possibly have the virus now, but it could be ten years or more before you get the disease. That reminds me...." He went and retrieved a cordless phone. Who the hell was he calling? Oh. Never mind. I should have guessed. "Hi! Did I wake you up from a nap or are you just out of it? Oh. Yeah -- he's here. Ask him yourself, dude. No. No. Oh just let him tell you. Uh...OK. I promise. I don't know, man. Ask him." I knew he was going to hand me the phone. He did. "Hello?" "Dennis! Having fun? Kev showed me your senior picture and you're a handsome young lad. Did you skip a few grades? You look like a kid." "No. Just a late bloomer I guess." "Well I can't wait for you guys to get out here so you can enjoy some sunshine. I'll hook you up with Hollywood people too." "Yeah. Uh huh." My butt hole hurt like a stomachache. Pause. "I'll let you boys get back to your Friday night. Good talking to you, Dennis." "Thanks. You too. Here's Kevin." I handed over the phone. "Yeah. Well -- he's a little shy. No. I know. Let me handle it, OK? Yeah. Bye." "So...that was Uncle Ray, huh?" "The one and only. Neither of you make good first impressions - no offence. He's super excited to meet you though." He handed me a fresh drink and then came out to sit next to me at the bar. "He knew that tonight was the night I was going to break you in. I told him it went just fine." "Break me in?" "I couldn't bring a virgin out to L.A. You understand. He wants me to get you used to the idea of sex for fun. Want to fuck again in the morning?" "Maybe. I need to think about stuff...talk about it." "Thinking is fine, but overthinking is a waste of time. Can you suck me again?" "Not now." I kind of wanted to taste his sperm in my mouth. There was no going back from here. In the chill of the night/At the scene of a crime/Like a streak of light/He arrives just in time

Wrestling Party turned Orgy – Aftermath The next morning, many of the guys were hung over and still naked on the floor, couch, or for the lucky few, a bed. As each guy stirred, I wondered how much of the previous night they might remember. Those on the floor had snuggled up to each other over the course of the night, and as the sun shone through the curtains, there were a few stifled grunts and groans, some from the light but others were clearly the sounds of sex beginning again. I was wrapped around Gus, and he was grinding his ass back against my growing erection. “Keep that up and I am going to fuck you again.” I whispered in his ear, to which he ground back harder. I reached down and positioned the head of my cock at his entrance, and with a slight pop, was soon back in him again. I slowly thrust into his velvet hole, still slick from the loads he had taken last night. “Yea.” he moaned softly as I bottomed out in his chute. I made it a gentle fuck, wanting him to enjoy this next round, hoping it would lead to more till he joined us in the brotherhood. As I slowly fucked his well-used hole, I reached over and felt his rock hard cock. I jerked him off to the tempo I was using on his ass, and soon he moaned and coated my fingers with his morning load of jizz, hopefully one of the last neg ones he would ever shoot. I was not too far behind him and soon was blasting my morning load into his ass, well past the second ring. I rode the fuck through the end of my orgasm, and rested inside him as I kissed his neck. “Thanks, I needed that again. I hope Rob will let you do it again.” “We can do it as often as you like Gus, Rob and I are not exclusive.” I replied. “Sweet! I want both of you guys actually.” “That can be taken care of any time. Just message me and we can set it up. Since we live together, we have no problems of finding a room.” I slowly pulled out and Gus rolled over to give me a kiss before getting to his feet and trying to find his singlet in the mess. ‘I gotta get packing, headed home in a few hours. See you after break.” He said as he quickly pulled on the singlet and headed towards the door. Other guys were now getting up and looking for clothes and shoes and heading out. A couple of the guys slunk out looking guilty at what they had enjoyed the night before, but others shared mutual kisses and gropes as they dressed and left to head out for whatever they needed to do on the first official day of Thanksgiving break. Rob, Chris, James and I stayed behind at Jon and Seth’s to help clean up and discuss how the night had gone. It had been hard to keep track of everyone, but between us 5 Vers guys, we had shot loads into about 15 of the rest of the 20 wrestlers on the team; and the other five had each taken a turn fucking Jon’s hole; no guarantee of them converting, but at least they had been exposed to the virus. We all said our goodbyes, and would wait to see how our team mates fared after Thanksgiving break.

Part 1 - Temptation I took one last, long pull on the joint, sucking it down to the little filter made of card, before stubbing it out. I inhaled, taking all the smoke into my lungs and held it as long as I can. All the while, my friend was above me, kissing me softly on the neck. His cock rubbed up against my hole, slick with lube, and I knew he was aching to bury it in me. Maybe this time it would work. When I couldn’t hold it any longer, I finally exhaled, bellowing smoke up into the already smokey room. He looked me in the eye, pressing his cock hard against me, making me whimper and nod my consent. He smiled, and kissed me on the lips as one of his hands slipped down, lined the tip of his dick up with my hole, and began to push in. The pain was instant, like it always was. I bit down on my lip, hoping he wouldn’t notice. Hoping that maybe, if being stoned wasn’t enough to stop it from hurting, it would at least be enough to dull the pain long enough for him to fuck me. I could feel it pushing into me so slowly, he was trying to be gentle, I knew. The size of his dick didn’t help things. Eight inches long and thick as all hell. But no amount of lube or weed or taking it slow made a difference. It wasn’t going in, and when the pain was too much that I couldn’t keep myself from yelping, he sighed, and I felt what little of his cock there was inside me slip out again as he climbed off me. I slammed a fist into the bed, then covered my face with both hands. “It’s okay!” He told me, but it wasn’t. I knew he was disappointed. I was disappointed. I didn’t really want to smoke weed - though being three joints down tonight and feeling this buzz had definitely changed my views on that - I only did so because we thought it might help me finally get fucked. A last minute Hail Mary that failed spectacularly. He took hold of my wrists and pulled them away from my face, bringing his close and kissing me all over my face, before reaching my lips and slipping his tongue between them, into my mouth. Our bodies tangled into one another and our cocks grinded together. His lube and precum started getting onto my dick, which was just over an inch shorter than his. When we broke the kiss, he nuzzled his head into my neck, and I let out a sigh. It wasn’t too bad, I guessed. I’d just have to fuck him till he came, then he’d suck my dick till I came. A standard Friday night. It would be fun, but it wasn’t what either of us wanted. He was desperate to take my virginity, and I wanted to give it to him so badly. We’d been best friends for as long as either of us could remember, and we’ve played around with each other for as long as we’ve known how to do it, though neither of us found out about actual, penetrative anal sex till after we were both legal. I’d fucked him for the first time just a few months ago, and we’d been going at it basically every weekend ever since. After a few minutes, he moved away from me, to the bedside table, to prepare another joint. He handed me the grinder, the weed and a piece of card to make a filter with, since these were the only bits of rolling a joint my clumsy hands could manage. I checked him out as I worked, trying not to taunt myself with how good it would have been, to see his big, muscled body moving up and down as his cock slipped deep inside me, if only I could manage the pain. Our bodies were like our cocks - I was a bit smaller and a bit skinnier than him. I didn’t have a muscley body to speak of, but he always said I looked sexy, and I guess that’s what counts. When I finished grinding the weed and rolling the filter, I handed them back to him, and only then did I notice he hadn’t touched the rizlas or the tobacco. He was looking at something in his hand, but with his back to me, I couldn’t see what. He turned to me and took the items from me, placing them on the table, but still he didn’t continue. Instead, he moved back onto the bed and leaned against the wall, spreading his legs. Whatever he was holding was small, and clinched tightly in his hand where I couldn’t see it. “Come suck my dick.” He told me. I smiled and obeyed instantly. He had gone soft, but it wasn’t difficult to fix that, and before long I was happily sucking away at it. I figured he wanted a repeat of earlier, when he thought it was funny to ram his dick right down my throat and force me to stay there while he rolled a joint with the rolling box balanced on my head. I found it less funny, but since he wasn’t getting what he wanted, I could at least do this for him. But he did nothing other than bring his free hand up behind my ear, playing with my hair. So I kept on sucking, playing with his dick in all the ways I knew he liked, gently squeezing his balls in one hand, playing with his hole with the other, using the skills that we had discovered and developed together. I must have been at it for a good ten minutes, at least, and was just starting to slip my tongue into his hole when he finally spoke again. “Y’know. There is one more thing we could try…” I stopped and pushed myself up onto one elbow. Instinctively, I took hold of his dick with my free hand, pumping it while he talked. With one hand still stroking my hair, he brought his other hand up near my face. “I got given this by the guy who sells me weed. I’d been talking to him about our… ‘problem’, and he said that if the weed doesn’t do it, this might.” He opened his hand and revealed a small baggy of little whitish crystals, that looked like tiny fragments of a broken stone. “Is that… Coke?” I asked. I let go of his dick and went to pick the bag up, but he pulled it away from me. “No! No, no it’s nothing that hardcore. It’s called drone.” He said, and I’m guessing he thought I’d know the difference, but I didn’t. I raised an eyebrow and tilted my head to one side. “He told me it’s great being on it and fucking. Told me that weed probably wouldn’t make it any easier for you to take a dick, but that this would do the trick. I had a look online, and it sounds pretty safe.” “I don’t know…” Weed was one thing, but this sounded like the sort of shit you could get arrested for. His response was to pull me in close, so that I had no choice but to fall and lay on top of him as he kissed me deeply. His empty hand went to my ass and gripped one cheek tightly, squeezing and pulling at it. I knew his intention - trying to remind me of just how badly we wanted this night to work. And it worked in an instant, with every fantasy I’d ever had about him fucking me flooding back into my head. I moaned into his mouth before breaking the kiss. “Okay.” I said. “Let’s try it.”

The best thing about fucking missionary is being able to huff a man's ripe pit scent before flooding his cumhole.

Last night I was out at the clubs with a few friends. I ended up chatting with this German guy who was visiting and hitting it off. He was a nice looking older guy, about mid-40s. After a bit of drinking and chatting, he suggested going back to his hotel room. When we got to his room, I saw two double beds. It was obvious that he was sharing the room. He said his friends were out on the town and we would have the room to ourselves. Since we had already chatted for a while, we wasted no time getting naked. He had a hot body, nice and trim, with a chestful of salt and pepper hair. His boner was a thick, uncut 7". Seeing him stand in the middle of his hotel room with his spectacles on was super hot. Standing in front of him, the top of my head came up to his nose. Just the perfect height for me. As we were making out, I couldn't help enjoy the feeling of his hairy chest against my smooth one. His chest hairs made my nipples tingle. We ended up rolling around his bed, him sucking me, me sucking him, him rimming me, me mouthing his balls. Finally, he spun me around to straddle him. He reached over to the nightstand where a bunch of condoms were sitting with a bottle of lube and poppers. He handed me the bottle of poppers. As I uncapped the poppers, he uncapped some lube and reached between my legs to his cock. I felt his hand rub the lube up and down his thick pole. I looked at him as I took a couple of hits. He nodded at me and I took a few more. My head spun and my face flushed as the heat and euphoria spread all over me. With one hand he held his cock up, with the other he guided my hips down. I felt his cockhead push against my hole and I opened up. Steady, strong and smooth, he pushed into me. All I could do was groan as his raw German cock pushed through my Asian boy hole. He closed his eyes and groaned. We fucked like that for about 15 minutes. I bounced on his hard cock as he pushed up into me. Soon, he told me to take some poppers. After four snorts, he lifted me up and put me on my back. He stared into my eyes as he fucked me. I was in heaven with him over me and inside me. We fucked for another 20 minutes or so before he started to pick up his pace. He was looking me with a sweaty intensity that drilled into my eyes. He didn't need to say a word. His breathing had quickened and his face was getting flushed. We both knew he was so close. Then he came. He stared at me as his orgasm crashed and he slammed his cock into me, flooding my ass with his cum. His face contorted and he yelled out in pleasure. My bruised Asian boy hole felt his cock twitch and spasm. He fell on top of me in a sweaty heap. I felt his heart pounding against his chest and his short breaths against my ear. It felt so good to feel his hard cock lodged in my chute, full of his cum. We fell asleep soon after. And we both woke up when his roommate finally came home....

Well HELL have I got a Story to share for you all! Yesterday afternoon, I found an Add that caught my eye "Looking for Tops for Asian Bottoms" Apparently a Big Daddy bear was in town at a hotel and had invited some asian bottoms over and was looking for more tops! I of course responded and headed over. When I got there I should have known something was up when he let me in and right away apologized because evidently the two asian bottoms had "canceled" Since I was already over there the guy suggested we get it on... Now normally I should have left, but this guy was Huge, muscled and oozed sexuality... I tend to be a strict dominant, but something about him pressed the "sub" button deep inside me. Well Fuck if he didn't turn out to be the rarest thing ever.. AN aggressive 'Bottom' this big muscled bear grabbed me and started to make me eat his hairy ass out. And he REALLY wanted me to eat his ass! for a good 20min or so till I was getting short of breath and my nose hurt! The whole time he was talking dirty me, as well as working my tits over and even mashed my face into his armpits. it was Surreal after a while, its been almost Three Years since I met a guy would got me going like this... But the biggest surprise was still to come. after about 30min of working me over, he grabs my cock which was painfully hard and says "You want to fuck Daddy slut?" "Fuck yes!" After all the domination and aggression the big bear tops it off by having me Fuck his ass, not just fuck it, but breed him. For anyone who thinks you can't be a "bottom" while fucking? should try this guy. His ass squeezed so much I thought my cock would bruise, the best part came as I warned him I was getting close and he says "You had better fucking shoot the load in me slut! If you don't cum inside me Daddy isn't get to send you out of here and you'll have to go home to jack off!" I couldn't believe it he actually grabbed my ass and dug his fingers in keeping me inside him as I finally shot my load, and FUCK was it intense! all the excitement and aggression and sweat made it feel more intense then the past several asses I bred! Dumped two days worth of seed up his hole and then... then he throws me down, sits on my face, and made me clean his hole out! So... For the first time in Three years the tables were turned on me... And I STILL Ended up breeding a fucking HOT ass.

After getting buzzed a rawhide, I was standing in front of that video store in Chelsea nyc. Blue something. saw some sexy dude who looked like he was down for a nasty fuck, took him too a nice dark street. fucked him raw and came. I was so horny that I was the top when i usually bottom lol.

Tonight I traveled to the tops' apartments - Got fucked by 5 guys in about 3 hours and got 4 loads... By the last two fucks there was a puddle of cum under where we fucked I had so much in my ass...