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Part 7...... So, I got home, so many thoughts in my head, what a Fuckin night, what was going on??...How had I allowed so many men to just fuck me?? I was a straight, Pussy loving jock, what had I turned into?, but again I was rock hard and thinking of my Dad in that sling, taking so many cocks up his arse and what about the brown bottles that had weakened my decision making, to letting me bend over? What about Dad, was that him in the darkroom at the side of me? Kissing and holding me? Fingering and licking me??Surely he would not get other men to fuck me?, How would I bring it up with him, maybe he will? Just then Dad came in and said want breakfast Stevie?, no mention of anything, no different, small talk, nothing different at all, except I was rock hard, said he was going to work, he just opened an email said Will was coming over in a few days, Will was Dads brother, tall, hairy, blond hair ginger chest hair he was also an ex rugby player, both my Dad and uncle Will was brilliant Rugby players in the past as was Grandad John, I digress, Dad said Uncle Will staying a few days which confused me as he did not live far away, apparently him and my cousin Robbie who was my age, was needing building work on their home and had no water for a week, so Dad said they could stay, would you mind sharing with Robbie, Stevie, you have a big bed, I mumbled yeah ok.... A few days had gone by; nothing mentioned by Dad about the club, last week, I presumed he did not know about me and it was not him in the Darkroom with me, although the bloke was familiar, anyway, I had tried getting some of the brown bottle stuff to no avail. I was sorting some drawers out for cousin Robbies things in my room at Dads request and came across both my missing black and my white Jockstraps, which was torn of me in the Darkroom,and dad had had the white one on when he was in the sling getting fucked. WTF is going on?? OMG, are these also polaroids of me getting sucked, it looks like that place I was in the other week?? DAD DID KNOW!!!! I went to find him, but at that time,Uncle Will pulled up in his truck and he brought in a few bottles of booze as well. He looked so handsome, jeans, showing a bulge, Polo shirt, he looked awesome. I was still shocked about my findings earlier, I asked where Robbie was? Uncle Will said, he was staying with Grandad and they would both be here later. Dad started pouring the drinks out, and said son you can have one as well to get things warmed up. I was further shocked when Dad went to his brother and gave a hard squeeze of his cock in his pants!! Uncle Will unzipped and pulled out his hairy thick cock. Dad motioned for me to come over to Will and pushed my head down hard to start sucking on my uncles cock. I still have no thought to what was happening, the Jockstraps, the photos, my uncle, my Dad, all this??? I could barely fit uncles cock in my mouth. Uncle grabbed the brown bottle out of his pocket and opened it up, he took a good sniff and gave it to my dad and he also took a whif . He said Steve you like this, I was there in the Sauna and Darkroom with you, side by side we were getting fucked!!!! It was Uncle Will not Dad in there with me. Dad said go ahead Steve, I know it was you all along, The ABS, The Restroom,the helmet, Fucking me after the wedding, btw Uncle filmed that from the wardrobe cameras, I know it all Son. I was playing along. WTF!!!!! I took a whif and they held my nose on one side and then did the other side. I was hot and bending automatically over, what the fuck, and my head was so fucking spinning, Uncle said suck on that cock. I went down on it and wanted his cock now. I was like a slut sucking on his thick meat,then my dad stood next to me and pulled his cock out for me to suck, I was sucking both of them, My Dad, his brother, My Uncle. They were kissing each other and rubbing their hairy chests and pulling on each others nipples and pushing my head back and forth and trying to get both cocks in my mouth. Finally, Uncle said, to my Dad I want to fuck your son, Dad said sure Will, just flip him over and fuck his tight ass. They laid me across the table and dad told me to take another hit of poppers, He lubed up my ass with his tonque while I was sucking my uncle. I was like Dad, pass me the brown bottle, I felt so fucking horny, and with that Uncle Will plunged his dick fully into my ass and buried it deep inside me, OMG, Will told me he had fucked me 3 times that night in the Darkroom and he watched me fuck my own father earlier. Dad was fucking my face and he took another hit off the brown bottle and Uncle pounded my ass so fast, I was being jerked forward, banging my hips on the table, He was telling me what a dirty fucker I was that night, whilst his dick going in and out of my hole. I felt him change pace, he was shooting his load deep in my arse when he did, Dad shot his load across my mouth and splattered onto my chest as well. Then,Dad rubbed it over me and in my mouth, uncle kissed me and Dad licked Uncles cum out of my arse, I heard a noise, Grandad was there with Robbie in the doorway, I did not know what to do or say???. Dad and Uncle Will just looked away from me very sheepishly, as though they were naughty boys, as I was dripping Cum from my mouth and arse. Grandad, bellowed at both his sons angrily, I told you to wait!!!! He reached for his zipper and told Robbie to strip and bend over me....

He had covered his cock with a towel when I walked in, but now he slowly removed it and began rubbing his cock which got stiff and wet. I didn't look at him, but just knelt with my head on my arms, ashamed and yet weirdly excited. "Wh...what's his arse feel like..."I heard him say. "Lovely," growled Arthur. "Hang on, I'm going to cum, then you can slide in" He worked at me for a few minutes, then he sagged onto my back, grunted happily and I felt his cock throb as it spurted. A hand touched my face and turned it. "Timmy." Said grandad matter of factly. "Oh, Timmy.!" I smiled at him and he smiled back. Meanwhile, Arthur slid out of me and sank back into the cushions. "There you go, Jim." He said. "All wet for you, mate." I just stayed in position. Time stood still, then my Grandfather whispered" I've always fancied your arse, but I didn't want to get you pregnant. I guess we don't have to worry about that, do we?" He got off the sofa, and I felt his hands on my hips. Then his fat, stubby erection slid into my hole and up into my rectum. "Oh yeah!" I heard him gasp as he began to thrust into me. "So, are you staying long, Jim" Asked Arthur. "Might go down the pub later." "s..sss..sure. "Said grandad. "Sounds a good idea." I just knelt there as he fucked me. It felt so good, so intimate. Then he leaned forward and whispered in my ear "I'm going to cum now, Timmy. Do you want me to?" I could only nod, I was so excited at what was going to happen. "Ahhh!" He gave a loud grunt and I felt his cock throbbing and knew his spunk was shooting in me. When he finished, he pulled out and slapped my arse. "This is my grandson, Arthur!" He said. "And you're right, his arse felt great!"

CHAPTER FIVE Through the eyes of Scotty: Dad, Dad, Dad I say for the third time while gently nudging my father to wake up. He’s slept in, finally I get his attention, through his sleepy eyes he looks at me and smiles. Dad you slept in, we have an appointment at the clinic in 45 minutes. The smile grows on his face as he peels the sheets back revealing his massive hard tool, now bouncing as he walks to the bathroom to get ready to take me. While in the car on the way dad asks if I’m nervous, my reply came so easily to me, absolutely not I said to my Dad. I’m so excited for a positive result dad, you have no idea. Dad I’ve been watching Treasure Island Media porn and other kinky bareback porn for many years now, I want nothing more than to be an absolutely perverted, dirty, kinky little poz hole for random seed and Dad you and I will make an amazing raw poz power couple, well that’s what I’m hopeful of Dad. I glanced over at my Dad while he was driving to try and gauge his reaction to what I said. He didn’t reply, but looked to have drifted off for a moment and a delicious smirk started to creep across his face. I knew that was a positive reaction and wondered in that moment what was going through his devious mind. With a little luck it wouldn't take long to find out. I decided to up the ante and asked dad if we would go to a sex club to celebrate tonight if I tested positive. He didn’t hesitate and replied fuck yes son, I’d love to take you, BUT we’d better have a positive outcome, here we go son, we’re here. I jumped out of the car, all excited, ran to dad and cuddled and kissed him in the carpark, saying let’s do this. We walked into the Men’s Sexual Health clinic and waited to be called. I glanced around the room and there were some really hot guys there, Dad noticed me and smiled, tweaking one of my nipples right there in the waiting room. We both laughed so hard. Finally I was called in for my appointment, with Dad waiting in the waiting room. I entered the Doctors room to be greeted by Simon, the Doctor, perhaps in his late 20’s, really handsome, athletic and a real wicked smile. He asked why I was there and after explaining I wanted a HIV test he started to get the testing materials ready. While doing that he asked about my sexual history and said that I should be honest with him, knowing this was my first appointment at the clinic and perhaps not aware that I could be completely upfront in this environment. I explained that I’d had one sexual partner and had recently started to have receptive anal sex with him, bareback and that he’d informed me of his HIV positive status after I’d already taken his cum inside me. Simon asked if I was upset that my Top hadn’t told me about his status before we engaged in sexual intercourse and I said hell no. I explained I love watching bareback porn and knew the risks, but was too turned on by raw fucking and cum that I’d already decided to have sex without condoms and accept that eventually I’d become infected. I noticed Simon’s pants tent as he was preparing the test for me. Sharp sting was the next thing I heard as Simon stated to draw some blood. Walking back to the desk, doing what he needed to do then saying he should have my result shortly and asked if I arrived with anyone for support. I told him my Dad had driven me here and that he knew the purpose of my visit to the clinic. Oh, that’s amazing Simon said. With a smirk on his face, then he looked me directly in the eye and asked if the person that fucked HIV positive cum into me was my father. I froze, I didn’t know how to respond, knowing he’d already told me to be brutally honest I simply said yes, but asked how he knew. He laughed saying look out the window, I have a perfect view of the carpark and saw you kiss and embrace the guy you arrived with and you just said you’re here with your Dad. It was easy to piece that together Scotty. Simon then started to ask some probing questions to ensure I’m being raised in a healthy environment and wasn’t being taken advantage of. He asked when I started having sex with my father and I said on my 18th birthday, so I was already an adult and participated willingly, telling Simon I’d been raised in a loving environment and was never taken advantage of. Simon then said he had the result ready and asked if I wanted my father to be in the room when I was given the result. I didn’t hesitate and said yes please, if that’s okay with you. Through the eyes of Dean: Sir could you head to room 4, I heard the receptionist say. I knocked on the door, then entered seeing Scotty sitting there with an adorable looking doctor. Hi I’m Simon the Dr said extending his had to shake mine. Scotty here has asked that you be in the room for support when he receives his test result. Okay I said, with butterflies in my stomach. Simon went on to say that regardless of the outcome of this test that I should be supportive of Scotty, having not known what they had been talking about this all seemed like normal conversation to me. That was until the Doctor swivelled around on his chair, with the front of his pants open and a delicious 8 inch hard cock drooling precum. Scotty looked at me with excitement, as the Dr stood up removing his overcoat as he walked to the door, locking it. As Simon turned around and now with his overcoat removed we had a perfect view of his biohazard tattoo just above his drooling cock. Scotty, Simon said, it’s with great pleasure I tell you that you’ve tested positive for HIV and given that you only started taking poz cum a little under three weeks ago your Dad here has done an excellent job. I sat there, rock hard listening to Simon talk while realising exactly how much they had been talking about before I entered the exam room. I took the Doctors lead and stated getting undressed, quickly followed by Scotty. All three of us naked now, Simon walked towards me and roughly pushed me on the exam table, bent over with my ass ripe for the taking. Scotty got behind me and started to eat my ass, then while rubbing his drooling cock against my wet hole he said this is it dad, I’m allowed to fuck you now that I’m poz, that’s what you said. I didn’t hesitate and told Scotty to ram his cock in me and breed my tight hole. To my surprise Scotty fucked me so hard, he was an amazing top, at one point I hear Simon moaning, egging Scotty on to fuck me harder, and adding there was a decent amount of blood on Scotty’s cock as he was sliding in and out of my wet hole. Scotty’s thrusting started to slow and I thought he had cum inside me, but no, he slowed to allow Simon to slide his cock inside him. Here I was, my bleeding poz hole wrapped around my sons poz cock while he was getting fucked by his poz Doctor. It was fucking amazing and I started to cum without even touching my cock, shooting my poisonous cum on the exam bed. My ass muscles clamped down on Scotty’s cock as I came, triggering Scotty’s orgasm. He it goes Dad, take my Poz load, take my dirty devil seed. Get used to it Dad he said as I felt his cock expand in my hole, pumping his toxic load deep in my guts. Simon was now pounding Scotty’s hole pretty hard, I pulled myself of Scotty’s cock and allowed him to steady himself on the exam table as Simon pounded his hole. I started to scoop my poz cum off the exam table and moved behind Simon and started fingering my charged load in to his ass as he fucked by boy, it wasn’t long before he grabbed Scotty’s hips, pulling him closer so he was fully impaled on his cock and grunting as he shot his toxic load into my son. It was so fucking hot. We started to gather ourselves and while getting dressed discussed meeting up again and exchanging numbers. Simon informed us that he holds monthly orgies, with all guys either being poz or chasing. Without hesitating for a second Scotty said we’re in, we’re coming to all of them. Before leaving Simon asked what we had planned for the rest of the day and I said we’re heading to see a mate of mine that owns a tattoo parlour to get Scotty his first tattoo, a biohazard symbol of course and then heading to Club 80 tonight to give and take heaps of loads. I told Simon he’s welcome to join us and he said he might just do that.

PART 8 FINAL CHAPTER. I dipped my head in embarrassment. My cousin came over to me and stood in front of me, completely naked, awesome athletic body, thick cock, trimmed bush. I felt ill with the anxiety that filled me from what might happen, my Grandad was there, this kind of changed things,Tall, stocky with an air of authority, My Dad and Uncle, cowering away as he was bossing them. I felt he was going to beat me to teach me a lesson, so many questions filled my mind until I felt a warm wet cock press against my cheek. I opened my eyes to see my Grandad's cock pressed up against my face. I jumped back when I realised what he was doing. Robbie took him in his mouth, whilst my Dad was eating out Robbies arse, Cum on Dads lips and beard from Robbies arse, I guess Grandad had fucked him earlier. Uncle Will presented his hard cock at my mouth, Wait said Grandad, Steve has to please his Grandaddy first, Use Robbies mouth, you have been for years, Steve has always been my favourite and I am so going to fuck him good. Robbie looked up and passed grandads cock over to me. I lent forward and sniffed his cock. His scent filling my nose. It was even more intoxicating than Dads or Uncle Wills when it came straight from his musky body. I opened my mouth and slowly moved it onto his cock. His thick cock slid into my mouth and the curve up made it rub against the roof of my mouth. Robbie was now getting fucked by his Dad whilst sucking mine, we had odd glances at each other. My Grandad moaned in pleasure as he slid his dick deeper into my mouth. I moved back and forth, sucking his cock as he moaned out loud. I picked up the pace and sucked harder. Grandad loved this and put his hand on my head and started working my head back and forth up and down his cock, faster and faster he got. Will had cum in Robbies arse and had been replaced by my father in his cummy hole. I started tasting the salty precum oozing from grandads cock as I was forced up and down my own Grandfather's cock. He made me jump, I'm never going to get off at this pace." He said as he shoved his cock down my throat. He grabbed the back of my head and started face fucking me. Hard and deep, his cock plunged into my throat and making me gag. My Dad had now cum in Robbie, Grandad ordered Will and Dad to suck on his nipples and Robbie to slide onto my dick, His arse was full of uncle and Dad cum, I slid my hard dick into a silk glove, pure exctacy, Robbie was taking his 3rd family dick within the hour. After a few thrusts my Grandad was squirting his cum down my throat. I swallowed every drop of it that hit my mouth. I pulled off his cock and I looked up at my grandad as his dick stood next to my face. I licked him clean. I sucked every last drop of cum that was left. Whilst I shot my load deep in Robbie as I made eye contact with my dad, he ruffled my hair looking pleased with me. Grandad told us were going away for the weekend to a special place. Robbie whispered to me whilst Grandad, Dad and Uncle were pouring drinks, can I fuck you when we share your bed. I looked at him, my Grandaddy, Dad and Uncle and know this is the life for me, I love these Men and look forward to years of "Family Bonding". As I climbed on the bed and let my cousin Robbie enter my arse, knowing I was going to be the family cumdump for these men tonight, I sniffed my poppers and groaned in ecstacy, As they gathered around me.

Well it's been a few months since I've been fucked and bred - just circumstances and haven't been "in heat", I guess. But yesterday the drought ended. There's a guy I've chatted with for a year or more on BBRT, but we've never hooked and I really thought he was just a flake, voyeur. Yesterday though he wanted to work my tits, which control all on me. I told him that when they're worked then I have to be fucked - just the way they're wired. He was thumbs up and gave me his address in Los Feliz (L.A.). Got up to his apartment and we chatted for a bit, smoked a little pot, chatted more. All the while he had a great fuck video on the big screen. As I began to relax and the pot kicked in I opened my shirt and began working my tits, which had been pumped. Well it took no time for him to take over and, man, did he know how to work them. Then almost without warning he lifted up my legs and went under and began to rim and tongue my hole. God, that turns me into a total pig for cock. He worked my hole and tits for almost an hour and I was in a completely frenzy, totally in heat. He would also switch off and give me the best cock sucking ever; I had to keep pushing him away to stop me from cumming. I don't like to cum until the very end, that keeps me hungry. I was beginning to fear that he couldn't fuck and all this great play was for naught. As he continued to work me to a frenzy in every way I kept moaning "Fuck me, fuck me". I had sucked his cock several times and it was thick, nice. Finally I got on all fours on the couch (he'd said he wanted to fuck me first doggy style), put on a pair of tit clamps, and he kept working my hole with his tongue, fingers and then, finally, his cock began to go on. He fucked like a Master - relentless and I was in ecstasy. I don't want drag this out but over the course of two+ hours he bred me three times - unbelievable. One time we fucked in front of the window with my bent onto the sill. That was totally hot thinking that others might be watching us. I kept hoping that others would walk in the door and take turns fucking me, but that'll be next time. In the meantime I also came 3 times, which I've never in my life done before! Usually I'm a one time cummer and then finish. Suffice to say that I hope he wants to bring my pig out again sometime. Oink!!

I went into the toilet and wiped my backside which was dripping with Bill's sperm and the residue of the night before with an old rag on the shelf. Bill told me some of the guys liked to wank with it. Then I grabbed a black bag and went off to empty the bins. I heard voices as I made my way upstairs, so a few guys had come in early. As I approached the TV room, I heard Arthur say "Yeah, he's a right little pig, alright. Nice tight hole to relieve yourself inside. Had him a couple of times" Then another man said. "Great! You're a dirty sod, Arthur! Does he know you're poz, then?" Arthur laughed. " Oh yeah! We've all had him and he knows our spunk is swimming with bugs!" "Well, " he said. "Just what I need. I could do with a fuck and shoot some dirty spunk up his slutty hole!" But I was less concerned about the conversation, and more about the second man's voice. Was it? Could it be? I peered cautiously around the door to see three naked men on the sofa - Arthur and a man I recognised from the flat I had visited. But it was the third man that made my heart skip a beat. Grandad! I had seen him in the pool on holiday before, but never naked. He lay back in the cushions, fat hairy body and balding head, and I saw for the first time the thick, stubby erection in his fist. I quietly moved back and fled downstairs. "You look like you've seen a ghost!" Laughed Bill when he saw my pale face. "What's up?" "I can't work today. I have to go." I said. "Whoa! Not so fast. What's up?" So I told him what I'd seen and he roared with laughter. "So Jim is your grandad, eh? Well well. I guess it runs in the family. He's a dirty old sod, but a nice fat arse. I've seeded it a few times." I was aghast. Not only was my grandfather here, but he was obviously poz if Bill had fucked him. "You're not going anywhere, Timmy. Get back up there and do your job." I looked at him and realised I could walk out. But I really didn't want to. My cock was swelling with excitement and I knew what I had to do. With increasing embarassment I went back up stairs. I paused outside the door. Could I really do this? Then, with a sigh, I walked into the room, avoiding eye contact with the men. "Here he is. Nice arse on it, eh?" Said Arthur, grabbing my wrist and pulling me to the sofa. I saw my grandad's shocked face as Arthur pushed me onto my knees, stood up and got behind me. "So, we 'ain't seen you for a while, Jim. What you been up to?" As he spoke, he slid his cock into my dripping hole and sighed happily. Grandad was red-faced and his mouth gaped in surprise. Arthur started to slowly fuck me as he waited for a reply. "Well, er... I've been...busy...you know." His eyes were glued to the cock sliding in and out of me.

I’m relatively new to this world of sex-crazed debauchery that is the Breeding Zone, and still finding my way as a fledgling cumdump. Last year I lost my partner of 25 years to cancer, and many aspects of my life have changed since then. Living out the fantasies I was unable to explore during that relationship is one of them. At this point, I cannot see myself ever being able to replicate what I had during those 25 years with another man, although that does not mean I am closed to the idea of a future relationship. However, I think that next time round, it will be more about companionship than love, but who knows? Whether or not a cumdump lifestyle precludes this, time will tell. I hope not. And as I can see myself settling down at some point with either a fellow cumdump bottom or a sympathetic top, at least that widens the field to some extent. In the mean time, I’m enjoying my new life as a cumdump. Although it doesn’t come anywhere near to filling the hole in my life left by my partner’s death, it’s certainly an adventure, and a very welcome distraction

Consider myself one lucky cumdump. I'm very fortunate to have a partner (15 years) who loves me unconditionally - something no one else has ever given me in my life - but still realizes I'm a BIG whore and crave bareback loads in my hungry hole all the time. There is a large age difference between us, 14 yrs. We met at a sex party, so he kinda knew what he was getting. In the beginning we did 3 ways together, but now he's only interested in playing with me, still allowing me to hook up with others for sex. He's very very vanilla. I am definitely the opposite, few limits. I tend to like to be in the submissive role and enjoy rougher sex. The dynamics of our relationship doesn't allow me to get into the headspace of subbing for him and he's afraid he'll hurt me and he's not able to cum from fucking me. ( The only time I get into real trouble with him is if I come home with a bunch of bruises). We still have sex, mostly me giving him blowjobs. I try not to abuse the privilege of being able to play with others - I only bring guys to the house after he's gone to bed and am not out every night chasing strange dick. Usually I only meet up with guys for a few hours play but occasionally might take off for a few days collecting loads in my hungry hole. I'm extremely grateful for him and his love.

CHAPTER ONE Please be kind in your reviews and I really hope you enjoy it. The tags in the story will give you an idea of where I plan on taking it. Through the eyes of Scotty: I hear it again, the faint sound of the shower running, my heart skips a beat. Some people say they feel butterflies in life’s tender moments, for me that was the sensation I felt every time I heard my father’s shower running; knowing I’d be able to sneak a glimpse of him, water cascading down his amazing well defined body. I’d been spying of Dean, my father since I was 16 when I first came to terms with my feelings towards other men and realising I’m gay. Jerking off, while watching him shower and knowing he was totally unaware of me doing so made it so much hotter! My mum and dad married and started a family very young, Dean is only 37, to my 17 years. They had my brother Beau one year before me and I think I’m blessed to have a young Dad and Brother. Unfortunately I lost my mother when I was 12, she passed in a car accident on her way to work. Since then it’s just been us boys with dad doing an amazing job of raising us. Beau is already at university studying, so it’s just dad and I living together and Beau visits some weekends and during term breaks from University. Our living arrangements make it easy for me to secretly watch my dad and get my fix, so to speak. And he doesn’t disappoint, as I watch him now, his back is resting against the shower wall, water flowing down his delicious smooth abs, his fat 9 inch cock in his right hand, being stroked casually, his left hand slowly caressing his ass cheek while he strokes himself, moaning in pleasure. I never get tired of this view, peaking through the gap in the door from dads bedroom and his ensuite bathroom, my briefs to my knees, stroking my boyish 8 inch cock, my eyes feasting on the vision of my dad wanking, I know I won’t last too long and hearing my dad’s moans increase, I’m propelled to my orgasm even faster. I see my father, through the steam in the bathroom, abs contracting, grunting, shooting ropes of cum from his massive tool, onto the glass of the shower. Wishing his cum was being sprayed over me, or better yet inside me. It was all too much , I started shooting my load into my left hand, still staring at dad in the shower as he milks the last of his load out. Ugh, I’m in heaven, but quickly snapped back to reality as I hear the shower turn off and the shower door open and close. With my left hand full of cum, I quickly lift my briefs with my right hand and run to my room, so as not to get caught. I make it back to my room and lay on my bed, another successful trip spying on dad, with my heart still racing, my cock only just starting to deflate, I rub my load all over my quivering asshole, wishing, hoping that one day it’ll be a load on and in my ass, delivered by my hot dad Dean himself. A boy can only dream right? ################################################################################# Through the eyes of Dean: Startled, I wake to my alarm blaring at 6am, with my morning wood throbbing, aching to take a piss, I lay there thankful its Friday with the weekend just around the corner. I hear music coming from my son’s room, so I know Scotty is already awake and no need to go and annoy him. He’s a good kid, great grades, excellent attitude and such a caring young man. He lost his mother early in life and he misses her dearly. He has applied himself at school to ensure he succeeds to honor his mother’s memory. He and I are more alike than he realises, you see I used to consider myself bisexual, however since the unexpected passing of my wife, I couldn’t bring myself to be intimate with another woman. So I started dating men exclusively and have never looked back. I’m actually somewhat of a perverted dick pig, versatile, with a thick poisonous 9 inch cock that makes guys go crazy and a hole that can take a damn good pounding, the harder the better, bareback of course, you see I’m a massive cum pig. I haven’t ever used a condom and that will never change. I say he and I have more in common than he realises because he’s been spying on me in the shower, I think for about a year or so. The first time I realised he was watching me he was 16 years old. He’s an amazing looking young man, six pack, smooth, cute as fuck and I think gay, or at least bisexual. I couldn’t believe I was the object of his adolescent desires, but be damned if I’m not going to get some enjoyment out of it and corrupt him in the process, like I said; I’m perverted. I’ve been putting on shows for him for a long time now, knowing he’s been watching me while I shower. I even set up a gopro camera in my room to film him watching me, so that I can focus on putting on a show and not taking a casual glance towards the door to see if he’s there. And to be fair, he was there pretty much every time I showered, stroking his hot cock, rubbing his abs while staring at me getting off. I always positioned myself in the shower so that my biohazard tattoo on my hip was clearly visible from his vantage point. I wonder if he’s put two and two together. He always blew what looked like a great load before sneaking back to his room after I’d climaxed and given him what he wanted to see. His 18th birthday is fast approaching and it’s something I’ve been looking forward to for a very long time.

Traditional MONOGAMY really doesn't work for 'popular' guys who have a (un) healthy (lol), ever-hungry 'ass-and-cock-hunting' spirit! Or as we call ourselves 'in the trade': SLUTS, CUMDUMPSTERS and PLAYERS! I have to say: it wasn't a role that came natural to me! I was a romantic fool for way too long! With the wrong candidates, all traditional cheaters! However, being turned poz by a much younger guy who himself had gotten tagged as a college-age-stripper just a couple years earlier sure changed that. After a pragmatic POW-WOW we agreed to be all-out barebackers! Now bare, UNSAFE, DNA-swapping promiscuity gives me a rush I never knew in the SAFE vanilla-sex days! Tragically comical is when I see some of the biggest whores known to me, dolled up in suit-and-tie for that big wedding with posy Facebook pictures and pretensions of 'happily-ever-after', all in the prime of their slut-lives! Yeah - NO - that ain't gonna work, two cheatin alley-cat whores looking all fake and faithful like goo-goo-eyed, fluffy kittens pretending not to have claws! "HA!!! I'll give that mess a year!" My predictions have all been wrong so far: both parties straight back to cheating and hawk-eyeing and accusing the other like imbeciles. So far none of those facebook farces have lasted a year... (not counting the pragmatics) I tried the 'traditional one-on-one' myself (with a series of... hmm maybe seven semi-to-permanent partners over the years) We all dabbled (with mutual agreement) with threeways and whatnot with varying success. Later learned that the ones who ACCUSE you of alleged infidelity are the biggest hypocrites with the darkest secrets. Maybe I could have made the one or other work... Had I known there was a wild, wild world of PROUD PROMISCUITY and a POSITIVELY RAW sex-embracing underground. On-line I found cues and clues which intrigued me: A sexy older guy in LA "looking for a 'house-boy' to use for himself, but the novice was encouraged and EXPECTED to TAKE ANY BUCK AND COCK, any SEED AND LOAD without a rubber..." No 'need-to-cheat', kid gets a free place to stay and all the cake and cock he can eat! WOW HOT! Then I came across a 'bareback group' on Yahoo a few years back, recruiting new members. New members would proudly pose, full body a smiling face showing, and accept that they would play well with ALL MEMBERS. One guy in particular brought a major chance to my 'aspiring slut' personna. Guy was young, tan, shaggy-haired blond, big smile, sprawled out in shorts and flip-flops on the hood of a red Jeep somewhere on a beach. "NEW BAREBACK RECRUIT!" I think it said! Gave his (first) name and some background information... The whole idea of random, unconventional sex gave me (the naive novice) a boner and an incredible tingling inside! I imagined: Hanging with bros, maybe having a 'wingman' (BOY-FRIEND) and maybe not, but fully accepting that each of us would be 'raw players' available to all at the drop of a hat! WHAT A RUSH! WHAT A CHALLENGE! Accepting that YOUR MAN or you yourself would TAKE A LOAD FROM A STRANGER and have it inside. This while you both get turned on by your raw promiscuity as you cuddle and sleep! THAT WOULD BE THE TICKET! An E-ticket at Disney! So I have a man now, married actually, but with full 'licence-to-fuck-raw' prenuptial. my 'pozzer' who is much younger than me, but according to him I'm 'more popular' and my tricks are hotter than his. He works a lot and can't 'sneak away' although his office is smack in the middle where any and all of the sexier and successful 'travelers' are withing a few hundred feet on the apps. He likes to bottom although he has a big dick. I'm the one giving him pep-talks and encouraging him to GO GET HIM. I'll only see some Scruff or Grindr pics later and if I'm lucky I'll sniff and feel the stranger's seed dripping from his hole! SO HOT! My (other) regular fuck-buddy is almost 20 years younger than me. Shaggy-haired wild boy! He is the biggest 'whore' I have ever known, scoring left and right, multiples in a day. He doesn't have to work as he has a wealthy sugar-daddy who tolerates his promiscuity. I too encourage him to GET CRACKING when a new hottie pops up on the app, presumably wanting to get fucked. His high 'SCORES' turn me on! Although I see rubbers all over the place, he only tops and most are bare. I'm especially turned on when a guy leaves out the front but there still is one or possibly two buck-naked in his room... and he says: "Why you still have your clothes on!" Then as I suck his dick he asks me if I can taste 'name-of-trick' on his cock. Saying yes and being excited he proceeds to fuck me. He loves sucking my cock and I hope one day he'll let me breed him... but he is nervous even about UD and feels 'safe' just being the top. Typically when we play, I wasn't the first and I won't be the last that day... turns me tha fuck on! Neither one of us cares for the 'tame vanilla' guys. One fuck and your time is up, buddy. And we get annoyed by hypocrites who get angry when it's time for a VD-warning! Well fucking see your doc, you princess and come back to play when you are good to go! If they clutch their man-purses and huff they are OUT OF THE GAME! BORING! I love the jaded, 'all-business-as-usual' attitudes of my crew of bb-bros!

clean out thoroughly and deeply several times. then fuck yourself with a big dildo (I use a 10 inch dildo, 6 around to warm up)then wait for like half an hour, and do it again.i always do that and never have any poopcidents. also the dildo is a good way to get deep lubed for the first few guys.once I have a few loads in me I usually don't need any more lube.

Ever since my childhood I can remember myself being fascinated by physical strength. As I later came to explore and understand my sexuality and my relationship towards masculinity, my fascination of physical strength transformed into a deeper sexual affinity towards muscularity. As I grew older and my overactive hormones coaxed my hand to my groin at least three or so times a day, I found myself only able to think about one thing: muscular men. Reflecting my sexual compulsion, my porn consumption consisted of watching muscular men working out and sweating in the gym, showing off their bodies, getting worshiped, or getting fucked. Anything portraying huge men being objectified and used got my cock hard. Naturally with time my sexual fixation only grew deeper, the men whom I worshiped got bigger, and the sex I enjoyed became sleazier and sluttier. Nowadays my fantasy has excelled beyond the idea of merely muscularity but to steroid use. Nothing turns me on more than the idea of a sweaty roided out muscle whore. At parties I always go for the absolute biggest, most muscular guys I can find in hopes of getting a load up my ass or shooting mine up their rock-hard worn out muscle cunts. Lucky for me it seems to often work out since those testosterone-junkies are so horned up from their cycles they can’t think about anything else other than sex. My dream is to find a juiced up bodybuilder whom I can watch develop and grow. While training with him at the gym I could worship his massive muscles at work and lick that juicer sweat off of every hard crevasse on his gargantuan body. I’d make him wear the most tight and revealing to show him off in public. And most importantly, I’d watch him at parties as all those horny fags desperately line up while he desperately tries to sate his insatiable, steroid-enhanced horniness by taking ever single cock and fist up his hungry hole until he finally wobbles out covered in cum all over his face, dripping cum out of his loosened up hole for everyone to see how big a roided whore he is. Of course afterwards I get to lick out all that cum from is worn hole and feed it to him for the extra protein intake. I'm curious if anyone here shares a similar fetish for muscularity and/or steroid use as I do. If so I wanna hear about it. Otherwise, I'm curious to what you all think...

My anon buddy was back from vacation and came over yesterday lunch time. He found me bent over in my living room. He walked up, played with my ass a little and then mounted me. He fucks so well. Loves looking at my fat ass bounce as he rides. Makes me beg for his load. After a good 10 minute pounding he finally started grunting and pumping his load deep. Definitely the hardest he has ever cum with me. He got up and left like usual. Later last night was watching tv with wife and I got this sudden urge to use restroom. Had to move pretty quick. I then released his massive load in the toilet. Told the wife it must have been the tacos for dinner.

Whoa... this guy's veiny cock and hairy belly are seriously HOT! 23 YO Latino escort giving me his ass raw

everyone is there to have a good time of something- so there is no wasting of time trying to set something up on line, you can try something different, watch others and to me just relaxing- walking around nude if you want. I do not know how much time I have wasted trying to set something up with someone met on line- in a way it is like the adult book stores where you know almost right away if you are going to pair up ( or more) with someone. Like last night- Sunday was at the adult book store which has a theater and is open to gays and straights) ( well one night is gay night and one night couples night) . Last night which was Sunday got fucked by this guy who had a huge thick cock and then twice in the arcade. So much better than on line games etc.

In all of the fetish videos I have seen, the top pisses in the pig's mouth and the pig just lets it run out. What a waste! If I am drinking straight from the tap, I am DRINKING, not gargling with it. How about you guys?

I had been drinking way too much the night I met Michael. I recently moved to Baltimore to attend college and be free of the small town I had grown up in and begin to explore my hidden gay side. There was a gay group on campus, which I started attending to meet others like myself. Chris, one of the older students, quickly became a mentor to me. He even managed to help me get a fake ID which allowed me to get into the local gay dance clubs and to buy booze at liquor stores near the University. Chris and I never engaged in sex though, since we were neither one another’s type, I am a twink and he’s more a bear, but that was all cool. He showed me where I could go on campus for some anonymous male on male action. Which consisted mainly of blow jobs, since I was trying to be safe. He also introduced me to the Hippo dance club. The Hippo club was the main gay dance club in Baltimore, and the place to be seen in the community. I tried to date a few people I’d met there, but it never seemed to go very far. I did finally surrender my virginity to a young jock-like guy I met at the Hippo, who worked as a waiter at the gay bar/restaurant across from the club, but I made sure he used protection. We lasted all of a month, before he moved on to another conquest. I hurt at first, but Chris explained here in the big city twinks were a dime a dozen and I should just have fun, until I finally met Mr. Right. So as a result, I followed my mentor’s advice and began just hooking up with guys I had met at Central Station or from the Hippo. Being young, 5’4” and barely a hundred and ten pounds soaking wet, and naturally smooth with a shaggy head of light mousey-brown hair, I found myself popular. I allowed myself to experiment with diverse types of guys, jocks, twinks, professionals, and a couple of daddies, always making sure we used protection. Only once, did I almost have unprotected sex, a lacrosse player from my school started to push in me, when I asked if he was wearing a rubber. He told me no, it was better without one. I made him stop and wrap up, I could tell he wasn’t happy about it, but he did put one on. He made sure to pound the hell out of me, to let me know how unhappy he was wearing one. Afterwards he pushed me naked into the hall of the dorm and tossed my clothes to me telling when I wanted to fuck like a real man to come back and he would breed me like a proper slut. Needless to say, I crossed him off my list of sex partners. One night in October, while I was hanging out with some of my new gay friends at the Hippo, I overheard them debating about going to 1722 after the Hippo. I had overheard a few people talking about 1722 during the couple of months I had been coming to the Hippo, but didn’t know what it was. They informed me 1722 was an afterhours club for people who didn’t want to stop partying after the clubs and bars closed. Discovering I had never been to the club, they decided to take me. 1722 was a BYOB, but they told me if I tipped the bartender I shouldn’t have a problem getting something to drink. Once the Hippo closed for the night, we stopped by Matt’s, a friend from the Hippo who I had slept with once, to get some vodka from his apartment before walking to the club. Since it was an unusually hot fall night I took off my sweaty long-sleeved shirt as we headed towards the club. We shared the liquor, taking swings from bottle in the brown bag. I certainly wasn’t feeling any pain by the time we arrived at the club. A huge bear of man took our cover-charge and let us in. The place looked like a complete dive, but had an amazing sound-system. The dance floor was the first thing you saw, all sorts of people were there. Straights, gays, bisexuals, and trannies all having fun making out and dancing, not a care in the world. My friends led me to the back to drop off their booze and get some mixed drinks. Once we got our drinks we head down to the dance floor. In no time, we’re all dancing up a storm and having a blast. As time went by my friends began to slowly disappear, until I was all alone on the dancefloor having fun. I excused myself from the hot older couple I was dancing with to use the bathroom and get another drink. Dancing is hard, hot work. After pissing, I headed to get another drink. I was standing in line a cute, tall, thin blond smiled at me, before walking over to me and handing me a shot of something dark. I smiled back and tossed the nasty tasting stuff back like the practiced drinker I was becoming. I stepped out of line to thank him when he leaned in asking, “Top or bottom?” “Bottom,” I answered back blushing a little at his direct approach. “Good, let’s go,” he smiled back at me taking my hand and pulling me out the back of the club. Outside I got my first good look at him in the street light of the back-parking lot. He was blond, good-looking, wraith-like, and tall like I like. His skin-tight tee-shirt which didn’t even reach the top of his low-hanging tight jeans, said SPIT ON IT. The long thick bulge snaking down his pants leg told me how much he wanted me. “I have friends back there in the club, they’ll be worried about me,” I said looking back at the back entrance once we were outside and heading around to the front of the building. “I need to let them know where I am. They are my ride back to school.” “The last one left about a half an hour ago with a big daddy type,” he smirked at me, before pushing me against the building and kissing the shit out of me. It was such a hot kiss I didn’t even mind the feel of the hard, gritty, brick wall against my bare, sweaty back. Pulling back from the kiss he said, “I’ve been watching you most of the evening, you’re one sexy lil’ fucker,” he said reaching out to twist, then pinch my nipples. He quickly discovered my sensitive nipples were hard-wired to my six-and-half-inch dick. “Yeah, we’re going to have a lot of fun,” he smirked pulling me away from the brick wall and popped my jeans button open before sliding one of his hands down the back of my jeans and past my underwear to tap my tight hole with one of his long fingers, causing me to moan loudly. He pulled his hand out and smelled his finger. “Oh, we’re definitely gonna have a lot of fun,” he smiled back at me. In my drunken state, I had surrendered myself to this unknown dominate man, who couldn’t be too much older than I was. He pulled out a pack of Marlboro Reds, extracting a fat rolled up cigarette along with a lighter. As we walked towards his apartment in Mt. Vernon, he lit the strange cigarette inhaling deeply before holding it and exhaling. “Here have, a toke, its good-stuff, I don’t do ragweed,” he said smiling at me. “I don’t smoke cigarettes,” I said starting to hand it back to him, which prompted a laugh. “Baby, it’s not a cigarette,” leaning in he whispered, “It’s WEED,” he continued wrapping his arm around my sweaty, shirtless frame. “I don’t, well I’ve never smoked pot before,” I admitted to the handsome blond leading me to his apartment. “Oh baby, I’ve got so much to show and teach you,” he smiled using the one hand wrapped around me to pinch my nipple. “Go on babe, just inhale and try to hold it in your lungs as long as you can, it’s okay if you cough,” he informed me putting the joint to my lips. I inhaled my first toke of weed ever on St. Paul street in full view of anyone who wanted to see, but in the early still dark dawn hours there was no one about to see. I coughed like all first timers, but my new friend pulled out a small rectangular green bottle from his back pocket, and had me take another shot of something called Jägermeister, before taking several more hits as we reached a tight alley way between a row of townhouses. He guided me down the dark alley to a basement entrance. First unlocking the outer gate and then door, before pushing me in and down a couple steps to a small living room and kitchen area. A small torch lamp dimly lit the room. On the coffee table, there was a large glass bong and a tray of more weed, along with a long glass pipe with a small bowl and a large bubble behind it and a long-curved stem. “Have a seat and get comfortable, while I grab us a couple of Gatorades,” he said pulling off his tee shirt and tossing it on a chair across the room, and kicking off his shoes. I sat down on the couch and tried to focus on what was going on. I had never been this fucked up in my life and I was enjoying it. My host returned holding a couple of open bottles of Gatorade with the rest of his clothes tossed over his arm. He set the bottles down before tossing all his clothes on the chair with his shirt. “I said you should make yourself comfortable he said handing me my drink. I couldn’t take my eyes off his thick, uncut, hard, dripping eight-plus inch cock hanging right in front of me from his shaved crotch. He definitely would be the biggest I had ever taken. Next thing I knew he had dropped down to his knees between my legs and was unzipping my jeans. “up,” was all he said pulling first my jeans along with my underwear and socks off. He gathered up my clothes and shoes tossing them over with his clothes. “You won’t be needing those for a while,” he smirked at me. “Very nice,” he said sitting down and grabbing the long-curved pipe. He opened a small box and selected a small white rock. “Watch how it’s done,” he smiled at me. I watched as he passed the heavy lighter slowly back and forth until the small bulb began to fill with thick white smoke. He inhaled deeply, holding it for what seemed like ages before exhaling. He turned to me and began to build up more smoke in the chamber, before telling me to start inhaling until he either told me to stop or I couldn’t take anymore. I cleared the chamber twice before he set the pipe down and handed me a blue-diamond shaped pill followed by a green smiley-faced one. I didn’t even think to ask what they were until I swallowed them. “Those are fuck vitamins,” he chuckled, refilling the pipe, then handing it to me. “This is fuck smoke,” he smiled at me, before keeping me smoking it until the white rock was gone. I never felt more alive and energized, and horny. I stared openly at his magnificent, leaking uncut cock. “See it’s already working,” he chuckled, using a thumb to force down his cock. “Suck it, baby, I know you want to, so give it some love,” he said reaching out and pulling me down between his spread legs. “Show me how much you want my stinger up your sweet boy cunt, Then, maybe I’ll give you what you need,” he grinned, grabbing a handful of my hair, and pulling me to his waiting cock. I’d never been dominated or controlled in my short sex life, and I’d never been more turned on than I could have ever imagined. Anything he wanted me to do I would hasten to obey, wanting his approval and his cock. I stuck out my tongue and began to worship his dripping cock. Slowly licking and slurping the large plum-like gland that was beginning to stick out from its hood. I used my tongue all over and under his cock trying to show him how much I wanted his cock. After a while he grabbed my hair yanking hard enough to force me to open my mouth, at which point he shoved his dick in my mouth. “Now suck it properly,” he said beginning to face fuck me, forcing more and more of his cock in my throat. In no time, he was trying to force it down my throat. “Just breath through your nose and just relax your throat babe, you’re making me feel really good, and soon I’ll be ready to make you feel even better with my fuck-stick,” he grinned at me as I looked up at him. I started to pull off to say something when I noticed he was filming me with his smartphone. “Don’t worry babe, it’s all good, everyone isn’t gonna see you being a proper lil’ slut boy, just me and maybe a couple of friends,” he chuckled forcing his cock all the way down my throat to his musky, sweaty, shaved crotch. “Show my nuts some lov’n babe,” he commanded me yanking me by my hair off his cock and down on his shaved, smooth balls. I did, as commanded, I showed those cum-filled balls all the love I had shown his cock, and he loved it, sliding down on the coach so to expose his hole to me. All he did was point with his chin and I began to work my way down to his hole. I’ve enjoyed getting rimmed, but I never really cared to perform it, but here I now was doing it because I was told to and I couldn’t get enough of his hole. The sweaty, musky, manly odor drove me insane. By the sounds he was making I was doing a wonderful job, which made me proud I could please him like that with my mouth. “Break time babe,” he panted at me, yanking my head out of his ass. “Yeah, you like that don’t you baby?” He asked me, I licked my lips and nodded yes. “Fuck smoke break, babe,” he smiled at me. “Yeah, you’re just a lil’ chem, fuck boy, cumslut aren’t you babe.” Again, without thinking nodded yes, he had me and knew it. “Is this your first time being a lil’ chem piggy?” I didn’t know what to say, but yes. I had never felt this good or had this much fun during sex. “Oh sweetie, you’re going to have the best time today,” he smiled at me handing the glass pipe again and big lighter. “Blow some clouds babe, you need to get nice and tweaked for our play time.” In the meantime, he got up and went over to his laptop and fooled around with it before turning on his TV. Suddenly porn began playing on the TV from the laptop. “I thought you might like something to get you into the mood,” he chuckled taking the pipe from me and taking a big hit, before returning it to me. I was really flying by this time, and hornier than I have been in my life. There was a growing itch in my hole, and the amateur porn we were now watching wasn’t helping things. Some twink, who looked barely eighteen, was taking a pounding like a well-practiced whore in someone’s bedroom. “Time babe to get you ready for a ride,” he smirked at me, twisting me around so he had access to my ass, while I could keep watching the porn playing on his TV. I dropped my head to the couch cushion and started to moan, as his talented tongue first began licking and then began probing my insides making me moan. One or two of the guys I’d been with previously had rimmed me, but nothing like this. He certainly knew what he was doing and I had no complaints. Before I knew it, he had switched from rimming me to fingering my hole. The warming lube he used to finger me seemed a little warmer than I was used to, because it burned at first, before morphing into the most incredible pleasure. I can’t remember when I ever felt that desperate to get fucked before, but between my moaning I began to beg for his cock. “One more thing I need to do to prime your lil’ boy puss before we get started,” he chuckled. Next thing I felt was a rough, small object pushed in my ass and a burning sensation. “SHIT THAT HURTS,” I gasped, feeling him rub it all around my colon. A brief time later, the pain began to morph as the warming lube had done before, leaving me with an itch, which became a desire, which became a need. I soon found myself pushing back to get more of his finger, no fingers inside me. I moaned and begged for more. “Yeah babe, you’ve got a nice hungry cunt now,” he chuckled smacking my ass hard, which caused me to moan. “Yeah babe, you want it, now don’t you?” He asked as he scooted up on the couch closer to my ass and began to tease me with his large dripping gland. He would push slightly against it, just hard enough to make me push back against it in an attempt to get him to fuck me. I wanted his dick in the worse way. “Please fuck me, I NEED IT!” I begged him, as I began to lose my mind, needing his dick in the worse way. “You sure you want it?” he asked teasingly, knowing I was his to do as he wanted. “YES! PLEASE! OH GOD! PLEASE FUCK ME!” I begged this man, who I realized I had never even gotten his name, to fuck me. I didn’t care what his name even was, so long as he fucked me with his beautiful cock. He slid two fingers back into my hungry hole, as he leaned down to my ear and whispered, “I’m going to fuck you so good.” He continued teasing my ear, and leaving me panting with need and lust, “Then I’m going to pump my first load in a week, inside your hot pussy and breed you like the bitch you are,” he said tweaking me sensitive, hard nipples, making me buck back against him. “But…but…I…only…use…rubbers, I’m…clean,” I panted as he continued revving me up beyond anything I been before in my life. “Not anymore,” he chuckled, thrusting forward hard, impaling me on half his raw cock. I had barely begun to process what he said to me when, he pulled out to the ridge of his gland, before thrusting forward and burying his cock completely in my ass. “OH GOD!” I moaned in pleasure, having never experienced anything like what was now happening to me. His cock seemed to slide effortlessly in and out of me as he began to long dick me from the start. Fucking had never felt like this with rubbers. “See babe, I knew you would like it raw,” he chuckled pulling completely out before slapping my ass cheeks hard, and then slamming all the way back in and then repeated his action several more times. I couldn’t form any words, drool flowed from my mouth as he pounded me like a porn star slut. All that mattered to me was he continued to fuck me. My mind knew I wasn’t having safe sex, but I couldn’t care, this felt better than anything I had ever felt before. I now understood why the lax player had been pissed at me. I could feel every inch and bump and vein on his cock and it was amazing. “Yeah slut, you like it raw, now don’t you?” All I could do was nod, only grunts and moans were all I could make. Suddenly he pulled completely out, before grabbing my legs and flipping me on my back. I looked up into his grinning face, and whimpered in need to have his cock inside me again. Pushing my legs back towards my ears, he mounted me again causing me to moan as I resumed my place as his fuck toy. “Shit babe, I love turning you college boys into sluts for raw cock and cum,” he smirked, as sweat glistened on both of us. I loved the feeling and sounds of his shaved balls slapping against my hairless ass. He leaned down and bit first one then the other of my hard nipples, driving me to even greater heights of lust and pleasure. “FU…CK…ME…YE…S…HAR…D…ER!” I managed to finally force out of my throat. He began to thrash fuck me, pulling completely out before slamming balls deep back inside me. “TAKE…MY…DIRTY…SEED!” He panted repeatedly rabbit fucking me. “SHIT! YES!!! TAKE…IT…ALL!!!!” He shouted as I felt him swell, and begin to pulse, as he ground against me. I could feel each and every shot of his jizz, coat my insides. “You’re…mine…forever,” he panted leaning down to kiss me for the first time. “Not bad, for round one,” he chuckled pulling out of me with a wet pop. I lay on the couch panting hard, as I felt some of his semen began to leak out of me. I had not yet climaxed, but precum from my dick coated my stomach and chest. I couldn’t help but grin at the man who had just bred me for the first time in my life. “You look so fuck’n hot babe,” he smirked at me. “Nothing hotter than a sexy fucking twink freshly bred and waiting to be bred again and again,” he smiled at me taking a couple of pictures with his smartphone. Note- I hope you like this new story, I kind of lost my motivation for first story on here.

I'm a party boy and love circuit parties. The first time I went to one I ended up getting my hole fucked full of poz cum. I was on a stage over the dance floor at the circuit party. I was rolling hard on Ecstacy, dancing and sweating with my shirt off and my jeans hanging low. I noticed a group of three hot dudes looking up at me smiling. Soon they were up on the stage dancing next to me, touching my sweaty abs and making hot comments about me. I thought this was hot and I was getting real horny. One of the dudes asked if I wanted to go party with them back at their hotel room. Of course I said yes and followed them out. When we got to their room, I sat on the edge of the bed sweating and feeling great cause I was still rolling on the Ecstasy. First they gave me a bottle of water and I could taste the GHB in it, but drank it anyway. This made me horny as fuck. Then one of them said he wanted to give me a booty bump of tina. I love tina, so I said sure, but never had it like that before. He took out a syringe without any needle, put some tina and water in it and said lets do it. They pulled off my jeans so I was all naked, lubed up my butthole and stuck the syringe deep in my ass, then shot the tina inside me. I could feel it burn into the walls of my ass. It felt great! Now, between the roll I was on, the G I drank and the tina burning in my ass, I was so horny I couldn't stand it anymore. I asked them why I was the only guy naked, I need to get fucked! They had begun to smoke some tina. They smiled at me and began feeling me up all over! One said they knew I would want them to. They guy sitting next to me on the bed took a deep draw on the tina pipe, then held his open mouth against mine and exhaled his tina smoke deep into my lungs. He continued to hold my head and began deep kissing my mouth. As he was kissing me, I felt someone spreading my legs wide and a hot tongue probing into my ass. When my hole was hot and wet I felt fingers probing and opening up my hole wide. I wasn't long before the fingers were replaced by a cockhead being driven into my ass. I was so high and horny, I took in the guys whole cock on his first thrust. I could tell it was a bare cock and no condoms were going be used, but at that point I didn't care. I just needed my horned up hole fucked hard. That is just what he did. He had my legs spread wide, his cock fully inside my hole and was pinning my arms against the bed. His bud finally stopped tongue fucking my mouth and I looked down across my abs to see the hot now naked dude begin to fuck my very willing cunt. Now that he was naked I could see the biohazard tattoo on his groin just to the right of his trimmed pubs. I didn't care. As he got into fucking my cunt, his buds got naked and both also had the same bio tats next to their cocks too. I was to fucked up to care about anything except taking their seed in me. Just the thought of them breeding me full of their seed had my cock totally hard. It was at full attention as the dude was pounding his in my cunt. One of his buds began sucking and stroking my pole as he increased his pace. The other dude held my head and thrust his hard tool into my mouth. The one fucking me said to his buds "I told you this bitch would be a good fuck!" With that my dick began shooting six spurts of my cum across my abs as one of the dudes jerked it. The dude lapped up my cum from my chest, abs and off of my belly button. That made me even hornier. The dude in my ass pounded my hole real hard and thrust himself as deep as he could as he shot his poz seed inside my cunt. I could feel his hot load in me as he unloaded. It felt awsome knowing it was poz. This continued, each taking their turns fucking me raw, sucking my cock and fucking my face. That happened the first time I went to a circuit party and I have craved raw cock ever since.

A couple of months back, I had recently turned 26 and I was looking to be a little more socially responsible. I wanted to be able to help those in need by sharing my talents and strengths. Being gay myself, I thought that volunteering at the local AIDS Hospice would be a good way for me to do that. I called and spoke with Brian, the director, and he suggested that I come in and tour the place to see if I thought that I would fit in. On the day of my interview I showed up full of anticipation. Brian had me fill out an application and then gave me a tour of the place. There were a dozen men currently living there, all in different stages of being affected by the virus. Some guys looked completely healthy and others were more visibly ill. When the tour concluded, Brian suggested that I spend some time with one of the residents. He walked me down the hall and knocked on the bedroom door at the end. When it opened, Brian said, “Hiya, Francis! I’ve given Alex here the grand tour. I think he likes the place. Could you, maybe, give him the lowdown on living here? You know…an insider’s viewpoint.” I should tell you about Francis. He was my height and very thin. He obviously had lost a lot of weight. His sweatpants hung from his bony hips. What appeared to be a pretty sizable cock bobbed enticingly against the grey fleece material. His tank top loosely covered his torso. His face was still quite handsome…gaunt but cheerful. Francis always had a smile…at least for me. Francis invited me into his room. There were no chairs so he had me sit on his bed and he sat down next to me. “So,” he said, “do you like the place? You thinking of working here?” I told him that I was impressed with the setup. “Brian said I could start out working the overnight awake shift. I’d be alone but, he told me not to be concerned because nothing much ever happens during those hours. I’m sure I could handle the work. You know…I’ve always wanted to be in a job where I could be of service!” Francis told me about his fellow house mates. He made a point of reminding me that these weren’t just patients. They were flesh and blood men with wants and needs of their own. I responded that, if I worked there, I’d do anything I could to improve their day to day lives. Of course, I ended up taking the job. I started the following week and, on my first night, after everyone else was settled in for the night, I rapped on Francis’ door and poked my head in. “Hey!” he called out. “Come on in!” He was just wearing an old frayed bathrobe that dangled from his skinny frame. He got up and joined me in sitting on the edge of his bed. I told him that I was just checking to make sure he was set for the night. “Thanks!” he said. “That’s real thoughtful of you, Alex! I like you! In fact…I like you A LOT!” With that, he leaned over and brushed his lips against mine. Without much thought, I kissed him back. His hand caressed my knee. “Remember?” he said. “Remember when you told me that you wanted to be of service to the residents here?” “Sure!” I said. He continued. “When we found out you were coming to work here, we all talked it over. Now…I could tell you what we need most…but here, let me show you.” That said, he put his hands on my shoulders and guided me back onto the bed. He followed me down so he that was laying on top of me. His sunken chest pressed against me. His lips locked on to mine. At the same time his hand slid over my crotch and began a gentle squeezing. “We may be sick…but we’re MEN, you know. Men with NEEDS. And right now, Alex, I need YOU!” I wasn’t sure how far Francis was going to go with this but I didn’t mind making out with him. Like I said…he was a good-looking guy and his urgency was contagious. How could I say no? He opened the drawer on his bedside table and took out a small bottle. “Here, Baby…take a hit of my poppers here!” They must have been fresh and, whatever they were, they were awfully strong. My mind spun off into the void. I was utterly relaxed and felt an indescribable bliss. I was remotely aware that my pants and briefs were getting tugged down off me. When I began to re-focus, I realized that his hand was tugging and stroking my dick which, naturally, began to swell and harden. “Take some more!” his voice said and off I went again. When my vision cleared, there stood Francis, between my legs, raising my legs up to his shoulders. His bathrobe had parted, revealing a stiff cock that was already dripping toxic goo. He leaned close. “And AGAIN!” the voice commanded. He held the bottle in place so that I had to take 4 or 5 breaths of the heady vapors. That really sent me to the moon. Fucking heavenly! As I returned to earth, I became aware of a rocking motion. The cause was soon apparent. Francis had entered me and was thrusting forcefully against my upturned ass. I could feel his cock sawing back and forth. His speed increased and his breathing grew ragged “FUCK! HERE I COME!” he shouted as he pushed into me one last time and held himself in place, his cock spasming repeatedly. Although he had emptied his balls deep inside me, he didn’t withdraw, opting to stay on top of me, his dick plugging my hole. “Come on, Baby! Let’s give my seed time to latch on…start to grow in you. I kinda wanna be the one that knocks you up!” As we lay there, he explained that all the men in the hospice had decided that what they needed most was for someone like me to be their willing partner whenever they wanted to breed. Most of them felt shunned by society and hadn’t been able to fuck a bottom like me in a long, long time. They wanted to be able to use me during the night hours as they would a lover. They wanted someone that wouldn’t say no to receiving their dirty seed! Francis asked, “Are you willing to do this for us?” Again, how could I say no? That was several months ago. Since then, some residents have died and new ones have replaced them, but night after night I’m there to service them…my 12 Poz Lovers.

Pride is celebrated every year as a protest against the Stonewall Inn incident. The intent is to stop spread of hatred. However over years, infections spike around the Pride parade. Is this responsible? I am aware of "its freedom" and " it's my body" etc. arguments. I am interested in knowing more socially responsible comments. There is definitely a disconnect between the intent behind Pride and using the occasion to be socially irresponsible. Why can't we use this occasion to solemnly remember those who were the victims of hate crimes and 1980s AIDS epidemic in the community and reassure ourselves of how we have evolved over time? It may sound philosophical but in my opinion it's better than a can of crisco. Your thoughts please.

I went 14 months with an undiagnosed LGV infection and saw 16 doctors until it was finally diagnosed. You don’t want to go through living hell like I had to endure. Get on doxycycline for 21 days. ASAP

Let's toss out the extremes for a minute - ie 1) never find a relationship because I'm a cumdump and 2) found a partner who is ok with it. That leaves a lot of people who are going to fall along the spectrum. I was in an open relationship for a while and we did whatever/whomever we pleased. There were some boundaries of course. But it was a loving relationship. I'm smart enough to know though that most guys are simply not going to be ok with settling for a slut. There's the health concerns (eg, I recall being a bit annoyed once when my bf caught something and I had to go and be treated as well - even though I was asymptomatic.) There's peer pressure. I may not want to introduce a known slut into my social circle or have them attend work functions. In my view, most men (sexual role is irrelevant) do not place a high value on something that is easy to attain. There's something about us that likes to chase or be chased and to possess or have access to what others cannot. It is deeply embedded in us. Although many cumdumps pride themselves on taking any dick, this sometimes turns off the owner of the dick because there's no challenge or prestige in fucking a piece of community ass. If bottoms are truly honest, they probably feel the same way about tops. I don't want my top fucking countless numbers of bottoms. I want to feel he values MY ass above others - much like the top wants to feel that I value HIS dick above others. I just got back from Berlin. I visit often - even have some regulars. It blew my mind when one of my tops said to me last week "Look, it bothers me that you only reach out to me once you are here. I want to know you are coming. When you contact me once you're here, it makes me feel like I'm your backup in case you don't find other dicks." YIKES. This whole time I was thinking "oh he fucks tons of bottoms so I'm not special to him". It does make me said when I see guys just give up on relationships because they want to be cumdumps or feel that they are never going to find anyone. This hookup culture is causing many of us to abandon real relationships that offer far more rewards than just sex. Some of us are going to end up very lonely in old age. That being said, if you want to be a cumdump, be the BEST cumdump you can be. No judgments here. But understand that you can't market yourself that way, and then wonder why no one is asking for a commitment. Make yourself vulnerable. Connect with people. No one will ever get to know your personality or grow to love you if all you show are ass dicks or pics with raw dick in your ass, right?

I am happy as I am. Happy with choices I make. If I was to meet someone, discussions and agreements and trust would be factors for change? But, happy with my sex life and raw stranger sex currently.

Top notch

Fuck YES! Oh, how I would love to live in a situation like this!!!

So Good! Thanks for the new chapter!!!

Can anyone self fuck or have any experience trying it? I've been able to do it for 5+ years though I don't do it that often. I have cum in my self multiple times. Wanting to try it while getting bred by another cock, that would be super hot. You can find an old vid and a new vid of me doing it at my Xtube page.

This story keeps getting hotter and hotter,gets the juices flowing

Barenekkid, I agree with on every point! So many CUM-my advantages of bathhouses, especially of Steamworks Toronto where I go regularly!! Oink!

The first thing to do is sit yourself down and have a long, honest, internal talk about what it is you’re looking for in your life. Nobody gets to have it all - to get something, you may have to compromise on something else. The question then becomes, is that thing worth the compromise to you? It’s not at all surprising that you would have difficulty finding a committed partner while you live a cumdump life; you are not exposing yourself to a community of men who place a high value on that kind of relationship. As a cumdump myself, I sometimes think about the type of men who would go to a budget hotel room and fuck a man they’ve never met, know nothing about, and will probably never see again. They are a distinct subset of the male population - a minority - of Men predisposed to view us as convenient at best, at worst, objects on which to vent their rage. They do not come to us looking for a life companion. Quite the opposite - we attract them because they can immediately walk away as soon as their sexual appetite is sated. The other side of the coin is the type of man who wants a life companion. He doesn’t look for him among the cumdumps, for a number of reasons, perhaps chief among them being that he is looking for someone who will commit to a one-to-one relationship that values him above all others. This may not mean monogamy (he may want to play too) but a cumdump is the living definition of “uncommitted”. He isn’t going to want to share you that freely because to him it will illustrate that you don’t value the relationship. It’s possible you could find someone willing to be your boyfriend who is a dominant Top who whores you out and shares you with his friends, neighbors, and the homeless under the bridge. But even he isn’t going to want to let you cumdump around on your own, because in his mind, you will be his. As in his to control. And that probably isn’t going to be a healthy relationship in the long run. It seems most likely that in order to achieve and maintain a stable, long-term relationship, you may have to compromise on your ability to do anon cumdumping, unless and until you have built up enough trust with your partner that he is okay with it at some level. All this said, I’m sure there are guys on here who are making it work somehow and will have different, and probably better, advice. I’m pretty much talking out my ass anyway (and why not, I do a lot of other things with my ass) because I know I’m not relationship material and am not going to ever end up with a boyfriend. In any case, best of luck with your aspirations.

Fuck, I hope not. LITO CRUZ is one of the hottest men in porn. I'd bottom for him and let him give me an ass destroying fuck ! What a way to go out. One fantasy would be to be slammed, and have LITO just fuck the shit out of me. He gets rough in some of his films and that's just the way this pig needs it.

There have been a few threads in here asking about your first time barebacking. Mine first bareback experience – indeed my first fuck - came in 1981 at the Club Bath on West Ninth Street in Cleveland – long since closed for public pressure, urban renewal or name the reason. Club Bath was a great place. Three stories. Rooms on each level. A small playroom on the top floor. A huge orgy room in the basement. I went almost every Friday night after I got off work at 11 p.m. The place started hopping around midnight. Bath houses were happening places in the late ‘70s and early ‘80s. One night in particular, I paid my fee, got a locker, stripped, grabbed a towel and headed for the steam bath. I loved the steam bath. A couple of minutes after I entered, a guy came in and stripped his towel off. He was in great shape, sandy blond hair and between his legs was a soft baseball bat. He sat on the level just above me. I looked over my shoulder. His cock started to twitch as he grabbed it a few times. It was at least 8 inches, with the greatest mushroom head I had ever seen, attached to big swinging balls. It was the most perfectly shaped cock I had ever laid eyes on – and truthfully, the best since. I was a bit shy but pretty soon my hand moved to his leg and his balls, then his cock. He got hard. Really hard. My hand could wrap about two-thirds around the girth. I moved my lips to engulf the head. It was spongy on top of that rock-hard cock. I started to move down the shaft, though I did not get far. I came up for air, and he got up, put his towel in and moved elsewhere in the club to have his cock worshipped. After that, I repeated the session almost weekly. Each time i got a little more in my mouth and enjoyed his cock longer. Finally, one night, he shot a huge load down my throat. He patted me on the head, smiled and left. At the same time, I had imagined getting fucked. I practiced with dildos and vibrators, and often thought about it but did not muster the desire into action. Then came the day that I decided to go on the hunt. I chose a quiet Sunday afternoon as I did not want to wall-to-wall people of a Friday night. I went into the narrow entranceway, paid for a room, purchased lube and locked my valuables away. Once in room, I stripped, applied some lube, wrapped my midsection with a towel and made my way through the club. Of course, I ended up heading for my favorite place. I hung my towel and opened the steam room door, and there he was, Mr. Perfect Cock (I would later learn he was Wes). He was in his usual perch in the upper bench so I walked I over, got on the bench in front and went immediately for his cock. He moaned and I was happy. After a few minutes, I looked up and invited him to my room. Once we got to the room, we dropped our towels and started to explore each other. He kissed diwn my body and took my much smaller cock in his mouth. He grabbed my ass and as his hands moved around, he felt the lube. I almost froze at the thought that I turned him off. Instead, he began to slowly move his fingers toward my hole and began to move one, then two fingers slowly in and out, taking time to ritate them. We moved to the bed (a thin mattress on a wooden block frame), and continued exploring. I looked hom in the eye and said, “I want to try fucking.” His reaction was to smile and begin massaging me, paying particular attention to my ass as I fondled his cock, which was a hard as a baseball bat. He lubed his cock and added more lube to my ass. He then rubbed his cock all over my chest and stomach before turning me over. He climbed atop me and rubbed his cock gently on my ass. He stopped to re-lube me and he started to rub again. He was driving me wild. It was erotic. Finally, his cock pressed against my opening. He slowly inserted the head into me before backing out. How he stayed so hard was amazing. But he continued to work into me. Then, with no warning, he started to slowly insert more of his cock. There was resistance but then I felt him pass that second spincter – an amazing thing. Each time he pulled out, more went back in until his balls were against my ass. I was in agony and excited as hell. I felt like expelling him from my ass but I started to crave more. The pain was searing but the excitement was even greater. He asked softly if I was OK. “Yes,” was my simple reply. Each time he pulled out, I felt empty and pushed back to grab his cock with me ass. “Oh, you are tight,” he said. Then, just as suddenly as it hurt, a save of intense pleasure took over my body. Finally, I said in a intense voice that sounded like another person, “Fuck me. Fuck me.” He started to increase the pace, pulling back and then aiming for the bottom of my ass as he plunged his cock to his balls. (I later figured that he was perfectly hitting my prostate.) With each plunge, I could feel the urge to cum. He then pulled out had me flip over to my back. “I want you to see me cumming,” he hissed. With my legs pushed back, he started to fuck even harder. From that angle, his cock seemed six inches longer. This time, with upward thrusts he hit prostate. Oh, I remember how much I loved what was happening. Suddenly, he plunged hard and held still. He was cumming. And I mean cumming. His cock was twitching as he pumped me full of his load. After the finished, he grabbed my cock and I came almost immediately. There was no doubt that I was a confirmed bottom. Foe the next several months, we fucked weekly baths. By about the third fuck, I actually shot hands free from just being fucked. Did not happen all the time but enough that it was intense and over-the-top great. Later in the year, I was transferred to Atlanta, I think about Wes often.

I looked up at the club doors and was so excited and scared at what was to happen. I walked in the double doors to the club and went to the fron desk and presented my ID. The man behind the front desk was a hulking god of a figure with a broad muscled chest and a rippling eight pack that glistened with the oil that was rubbed all over his body. His chest was encased in a neon red harness showing off his strong pecs and pierced nipples. My mouth watered at his sight and felt myself hard as a rock and I imagined how large his cock was and how many places and positions he would fuck me in. I noticed a bio-hazard tattoo on his ribs and didn't think anything of it just that it looked well on him. He caught me staring and I could feel myself blushing as I looked away. He laughed at me and told me not to worry that everyone loves to look at his body. Once I was signed in he walked around to inspect me that I followed the requests that were told to me. He pushed me against the wall and pulled down my shorts and inserted one of his fingers to make sure I was cleaned out. I told him to be careful that I might get too close to cumming if he kept that up for much longer. Once the inspection was over I thought that would be all and I would be let in to start my first night as an adult but then I felt a sting go into my arm and then I fell into the void of sleep. (present night) Seeing all of these men on the dance floor got me so hot and horned up. I tried to pull on the restraints but they didn't budge and I was a but afraid as to why I was chained in this cage instead of being bent over and being plowed at both ends like many of the guys in front of me. I was removed from my cage and then re chained up on the stage of the club in the same position. The guy from the front desk came up onto the stage and the music was signaled to be stopped. "Pigs, slaves, and all other perverts please come around we have something special for the night." So many of them circled the stage now and most didn't stop fucking or getting their cocks sucked but still paid attention. "This one here has come for a special time tonight for his 18th birthday party and you all know what that means." The audience applauded and started to call out and whistle at me. On top of that he has informed me that he is still a virgin in all departments as a bonus." "He has been cleaned out and prepped for the night and now it is time for the start of the auction for his neg cherry." When he said neg cherry I started to put two and two together and understood what his tattoo meant and I started to get scared. I knew I wanted to be barebacked but I didn't think I would be in a position where I would get any stds right from the beginning and now I am here being told that it was going to happen and I started to say I didn't want this anymore and I wanted to be let go. The guy from the front came over to me and reminded me that I signed the clubs documents to be let in and It was my own fault that I didn't read it and saw that it said that I am agreeing that being this is a well know HIV positive location that only allows bareback sex on the grounds that I will be help responsible for any and all STDS I might catch while here. He bent down and whispered in my ear "don't worry boy after getting started you're going to be begging for all of the poz cum to infect you so much you'll never want it to stop." He walked behind me and slid another one of his strong fingers into my ass and made me yelp. I didn't know that he had laced his fingers with lubed mixed with Tina and I started to squirm when It started to burn. He went back to the microphone and addressed the crowd again. "Alright guys lets get this show on the rode now the bidding will start at $100." All I could do is squirm more as the Tina was still driving me nuts as I saw many men placing their bids to make me their pozzed boy. The bidding slowed down some when they reached $3,000 for me but this god of a man spiced up the bidding by adding something to it. "For the winning bidder we will throw in a free bio-hazard to be put wherever you want on him." That drove the bidding up again and it finally ended with the winning bid of $6,000. I didn't see who the winning bidder was and was in utter shock when he walked on stage to claim me and then I saw that it was my own father. I couldn't believe what was going on that he was the one who won me and was now wanting to fuck me and poz me. The crowd cheered him on as my restraints we let loose and he started to grab me all over. He whispered in my ear telling me how he knew where I was going and he had been monitoring me and making sure through my life that I would be skinny whilst pinching my nipples. He whispered that I was from his last neg load that he collected and put into my mother before he got pozzed so she wouldn't. He was done talking and caried me to the nearest flat surface and bent me over it to where he had a nice cleat view of my pink about to be pozzed hole. I felt his breath as he blew onto my hole causing it to twitch something fierce and it led up to my father sticking his tongue straight into my hole. He came up for a breath after what felt like 10 minuets of him ravaging my hole and told the group watching that anyone is welcome to throat fuck me as he took my virgin hole with his cock. He walked around to my face first to let me slobber on his cock before he fucked me saying that it would be the only lube to be put on his cock so I would be wise to really get it wet. His cock was the biggest I have ever seen and the only one I have seen with a spiked PA at the head and his bio-hazard tattoo on the length of his cock. I slobbered all over his cock trying to get as much saliva on it as I could but I knew that it was still going to hurt no mater what I did so I tried to prepare as much as I could for it. My father went back around to my ass and started to slide his cock up and down my crack and another man came to my front holding a little brown bottle under my nose and telling me to inhale deeply. I did and as my head started to swim I could feel my dad shove his cock into my hole with so much force I almost fell off of the couch and screamed in pain. I knew I would be sore and bleeding for a while but thankful once he was in at full hilt he stood there for a moment and let me adjust to his spear of a cock. He rubbed his finger around his cock and held it to my face so I could see some of my blood on it and he laughed saying that I was defiantly going to be infected now. With that he started to thrust into my now de virginized hole and the man with the brown bottle appeared again and let me take another hit before shoving his own slab of cock into my throat. My dad and this man leaned in without missing a beat of them fucking me and started to make out with each other. They both started to pick up the pace of their fucking and the man fucking my throat informed me about getting a nice viral load down my throat just as my father said the same thing about getting his in my ass. Both men managed to cum at the same time and the feeling of the warm poz cum shooting down my throat and in my ass it caused me to cum as well. When they both grew soft and finished panting they withdrew from me leaving me sore at both ends and I didn't see that there was a small bowl underneath my cock full of my cum. My father told me that it was my last neg load and that it would fetch a nice price for all these pigs to have a virgin's last neg load. He walked away with the bowl in hand to the god of a man that was at the door and auctined me off but not before anouncing to the crowd around me that my ass was now fair game to any who wants it.

Was very horny earlier and decided to go and check out the public toilets in the local park, it’s rarely used by guys that aren’t cottaging. When I arrived there were 2 guys, one older guy about late 60’s the other was mid 30’s stocky muscular build, he looked like a tradie of some kind. I stood at the urinal that was free between them & took a glance to my left at the older guy who was sliding his foreskin back & forth over his huge bell end which was enormous, he was rock hard, about 7”. I looked right to the other guy who was stroking his very impressive semi, he then reached in & pulled out his big hairy balls! I cupped his balls & had a gently tug on his dick which got nice & hard, I put my left hand out & the older guy obliged and came closer so I could tug on him too. I then asked if either or both were up for breeding my arse. Both were up for it so were went in one of the 2 stools. It’s an old building, the stools are brick built with a big solid wooden door. There was enough room for me to kneel on the toilet seat & them take turns in my cunthole. The old guy went in first, I could really feel his big bell end thrusting up inside me, it was smashed my p spot & making my dick drip & me groan. He didn’t last long, few minutes & he dumped a nice load in me, pulled out & left me & the other guy to get on with it. I looked back and got very horny looking at this gorgeous specimen! Jeans around his ankles, muscular hairy legs, big fat 9” uncut hairy dick & balls & a sexy hairy bell that he revealed as he pulled up his tshirt. “ smash my cunthole fella” I said & he growled as he grabbed my arse and shoved his big dick balls deep in my cum filled hole. He plowed me hard & fast occasionally spanking my arse calling me a slut. I wanted his load in me so badly so I started milking his dick as he smashed my hole. He was working my prostate hard & I felt myself getting close to cumming. Groaning loudly I told him I wanna about to cum & he smash my hole even harder! I exploded into orgasm! My dick squirting my thick cum all over the toilet & my cunthole was gripping his shaft hard in spasms! He suddenly said he was cumming & rammed his dick balls deep in me as he filled me with his cum. I clenched my hole tight when he pulled out to keep his cum in me & I got of the toilet to suck him clean.

Am I the only one who thinks not having "being pissed in" and "pissing in" options is strange?

I think your questions and consternation are sincere, so I'll attempt to respond, probably with no great success. Fundamentally, I think I just enjoy a bit of sexual sadism when i can arrange it, while you don't at all. There will probably be no meeting of minds. Nevertheless, 1. I do not brutalize every boy indiscriminately. The faggot must accept his fate and agree to the necessity of the ordeal that I will inflict on him. This level of submission in a boy is rare and beautiful. 2. There is no such thing as a generically submissive boy. Each man has his own requirements for total erotic fulfillment and each boy must be put to particular use/abuse to meet those requirements. Some men are easy to please. I admit to being cruel and difficult at first, but a boy who suffers for me endears himself to me. His self-sacrifice at the altar of my manhood could well inspire love. And as I indicated, this blood rite would generally just be a one-time demonstration of my phallic power. I would reserve the right to hurt him occasionally in the future to satisfy my perversity and renew our bond as man and bitch, but I would have no further need to break his cunt. Though, in truth, he will bleed whenever I fuck him, just not always visibly. The rectal cunt always bleeds because it is not meant to be used by men. Anal penetration is thus always inherently abusive. I just want to make the abuse explicit and purposeful in a ritual of initiation that fills me with a sense of absolute power. 3. What I perpetrate is no worse than any rough fuck. It's certainly less risky than fisting, which is shockingly common. I would indeed and be aiming for the sigmoid junction (it feels great), but the locus of the injury depends on the size of the boy and the anatomy of his cunt. 4. I radically disagree with the notion that I have no right to hurt anybody. Sadists and masochists have been hurting and getting hurt since time immemorial. Consent has no meaning if you can't agree to take pain and risk damage. 5. There's always the possibility of a more serious injury. That potential is always there, because a rectum has no substantial natural defenses against the depredations of penile invasion. I could tear him from his first hole to his second hole in the course of normal breeding. Or he could move the wrong way and fracture my penis. Or we could transmit HPV to each other and eventually contract anal and penile cancer. Every sexual act has known risks. It is possible that I could cause the boy great pain. He has to decide for himself whether or not it's worth the risk to accommodate my plainly twisted desires. 6. It's absolutely my intent to prevent the boy from receiving other men. I fucked him to own him, nothing less. I would give him about a week to heal completely before initiating regular breeding. In the meantime, his throat will serve me well. 7. The short answer (sorry to leave it for last) is that hurting a (consenting) bitch with my dick gives me the sort of thrill that I associate with brutal rape. I am not actually a rapist. I'm probably actually too considerate for my own good in most situations. But I believe that men should give expression to the primordial impulses for conquest and violent penetration that lurk in our genes whenever possible. Fags love a beast fuck. So do many women for that matter. We should pay this much tribute to the ancestors who raped their way into genetic immortality. Their example can inspire us even as we confine ourselves to the limits imposed by modern civilization. I love the power in my dick without reservation. 8. Finally, pricking the boy and enjoying his suffering strongly recalls the classic ruination of the virgin. In many cases، and especially on the wedding night، consummation would have consisted of heedless forcible penetration, leading to unlimited pleasure for him and pain and bleeding for her. You're a good person, so you no doubt abhor the thought. I, on the other hand, love the practices of patriarchy implicitly and regard traumatic penetration as one way to establish and enforce the correct, male-dominated, penis-centred marital and social order. I hope I've clarified my intent somewhat. No doubt I remain a monster, but I am ill-disposed to prevaricate in this regard. Though I probably should have used my time to seek out and defile an innocent instead.

Chapter VI We all sat around for a while talking. Not about what had just happened, only chit chat. Nigel and I could not make eye contact. Randy was even somewhat subdued. After about a half hour, Randy excused himself and left for home. Nigel and I sat around, not talking for awhile. Then we got up and headed to bed. Once we were in bed, did we start to talk about what had happened. I told him I had seen the tattoo on Randy's back the last time he was here, but had not said anything because I didn't think there would ever be a need to. Nigel told me he had not intended to do anything more than make-out a little and maybe just give Randy a handjob. He had just got carried away in the moment and when Randy had stuck his fingers up his ass he had wanted it all. When he had looked up and saw me standing there, he was going to stop, but when Randy had made me grab his cock and told me to make the decision and I had guided that beautiful cock to his entrance and pushed it in, he was lost to his lust and could not stop. We kissed then and soon fell asleep. For the next couple of days we talked very little about what had happened. We still kept in contact with Randy and did not really blame him for what had been done. We even dropped by the restaurant for supper on the third day after the deed. Randy informed us that he had found out that Justin might be interested in him. We thought that would be great. As per usual, though, Nigel and Randy could still not quit their unabashed flirting. I found myself doing the same. Randy was just too charming and hot to resist. We found ourselves inviting him over, again, this time just for drinks and talk. This time we were on for Saturday evening at about 8. This time, when Randy showed up, he had a bottle of Rum and a case of Coke. He also brought another vid for us to watch. We sat around, just talking and enjoying our drinks for a while. We didn't bring up the last time, just chitchat about nothing in particular. Of course, we were still all flirting like normal for us since Randy was so nice and so damn hot. We all had at least three quite strong drinks. Being hot as it was and drinking, none of us had on anything but shorts. It was quite apparent the between the drinks and the flirting that all of us were tenting our shorts a little and when we brought up a mention of Justin, Randy very definitely stood up tall. It was very obvious that he had the hots for his co-worker as every mention made his cock twitch in his shorts. Nigel and I found great pleasure in bringing UP the subject often. We finally decided to put in the video to see what it was like. This was probably not a good idea, but we didn't realize that until later. Like before, Randy had brought another pozzing video, This time, we all sat on the couch, with Nigel on one side of Randy and me on the other side. I kind of did this thinking it would inhibit any more play between them. The movie was actually, maybe, a little hotter than the last one. Randy leaned back and put his arms up, basically around both Nigel and me. Nigel and I found ourselves actually leaning on Randy's chest. As the movie heated up, I caught myself reaching, almost without thinking, to take ahold of Randy's cock. My hand encountered Nigel's hand already there. We quickly exchanged looks and then I looked up just in time to meet Randy leaning down and our lips met in a deep hot kiss. When we broke the kiss, I looked down to see that Nigel had Randy's cock out and was sucking it. I was upset again, as this was what I had tried to avoid. I looked over a little to find that Nigel's shorts were off of him and Randy had what looked like at least three fingers buried up Nigel's ass. As I turned back, Nigel quit sucking that poz bbc and I felt Randy's hand push my head down towards his cock and I found myself opening my mouth and swallowing it into my throat even. I could taste his precum and it was delicious. I sucked it in as deep as I could, savoring it happily. I knew I should stop, but the taste and the knowledge that this was so wrong was too much for me. I then felt Randy lift me up al the way onto the couch so I was on my knees and then he tugged my shorts down and as I lifted up a little, he pulled them all the way off of me. He then caressed my ass, found my hole and pressed a finger rather roughly into me. I gasped and rose up off of his cock, but as I did so, his other hand stopped me. I looked over to see Nigel just pulling Randy's shorts all the way off of him. He then fell backwards onto the couch on his back with both legs in the air and spread wide apart. Then Randy roughly rammed three fingers up his hole, again. I sucked Randy for all I was worth, hoping to get him to cum in my mouth, as I was sure if I stopped, he would immediately have me, line up his cock to breed Nigel again with his POZ BBC. I knew I would not stop him either and would help slide it into Nigel's hole willingly. Randy's finger in my own hole quickly became two and then three of them roughly running in and out of me and scraping also at times with his fingernails. Even rough, it felt amazing and Nigel must be feeling the same as I could hear his moans of pleasure. This went on for a good twenty minutes and as I came up for a breath of air, Randy all at once pulled me across his body, twisting away from me as he did so. I had to grab around his waist with one arm and as I started to grab on with my other one, his fingers came out of my hole. He grabbed around me completely, getting ahold of my hand in his and placing them around his cock in a tight grip. His other hand came out of Nigel's hole and he was guiding his cock with my hand wrapped around it towards Nigel's hole, again. He let go of my hand and I could not stop myself from pushing it into my loved one's wide open and very red hole. I let go of Randy's cock and watched it slide in deeper and deeper until it was all in. No sooner did it bottom out than, Randy started fucking Nigel hard and fast. He also, started ramming his fingers fast and rough in my hole. I gasped and was moaning with pain and pleasure at the same time. It was wild beyond belief, watching that POZ BBC destroying my boyfriend's ass, Randy also sucking on Nigel's beautiful toes and his fingers doing magic in my hole. Randy traded back and forth kissing Nigel and I. When not kissing him, I just kept staring down at his cock pounding away at my boyfriend's hole. It was amazing, watching that huge black cock going into and out of that very pale hole. Randy kept up a fast, hard pace for a good 15 more minutes, then I could actually see his cock swell some more and his balls pull up tight and then could see his cock start to throb as he buried it deep and told Nigel he was getting another hot load of his toxic cum. As he said this, Nigel's little cock erupted too. I leaned in lapping it up off of his stomach. Then before I realized what was happening, Randy pulled his cock from Nigel's hole, flipped me onto my back, and pulling his fingers out of my hole, scraping me with his fingernails doing so, drove his still giant hard cock deep into my own hole. I had not counted on this and tried to push him off but he was too big and strong and had me pinned down. He reached down with both hands and grabbed my legs, lifting them up and apart as he bottomed out in me. I could only gasp as I had never had anything that big in me ever. Randy then leaned down and kissed me deeply as he started to fuck me hard. He broke off the kiss to look into my eyes and then Nigel was leaning in and kissing me and then asking me, doesn't that feel fantastic. I couldn't answer, but only moan with the pleasure that huge poz bbc was causing me. It seemed to go on and on forever, but was really probably a good 45 minutes. It was heaven on Earth and then Randy buried his cock deep into me, grinding hard as he whispered to me to take his hot hot hot load of cum. I felt my own cock spew out my cum onto my chest and Nigel was slurping it up and then kissing me, sharing what might be my last load of neg cum.

On Monday. Went to an outdoor cruising spot about 30 miles away. Went deep in to the bushes and saw a guy deep in the undergrowth did the normal tango of stoking cock etc and we soon sucking each over , I tried to pay with his ass and get a finger in as I was looking to fuck - he wasn't having any of it so I wished him Happy hunting and moved on. Saw a guy in the deepest part of the woods a couple of rubbish sacks and lots of lube sachets on the ground ,a great sign ! I walked up to the guy and rubbed his ass though his jeans , he unzipped my and he went to work on my cock , pulling my floppy foreskin back and sleeping over my helmet. I'm OK with oral but really I just want to fuck and load , i pulled him to his feet , turned him and pushed him against a tree and spit lubed him up. Im not sure if the lack of lube was an issue , but he took it like a man (can't stand whimpering fags who want to control my rhythm etc) I was getting in to it when another guy came in to view , the bottom I was loading got stage fright and pulled up his jeans and bolted , the other guy just wandered over , smiled ,dropped his heads and pants - I was slightly messy from the previous fuck , but the guy just shrugged and pulled his cheeks apart . As I got close and was in the deep breathing , deep dicking zone he just pulled me in to him as deeply as possible to get the load in as deep as possible.

https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/condom-to-bareback-12-40490521

hey guys i just moved to LA and I'm looking for a regular fuck bud in the area. I'm into roleplayin kinks with my favorite being stealthing/c2b I'm the bottom in this video... https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/anon-condom-to-raw-32960152 Anyone up for filming others like that one?? hmu. 34y, 32waist, 160lbs, bubble butt, neg prep

Well since I was away, I've had many loads exchanged, but my favorite by far is a bookstore fuck last week. A fella I've eyed many times in the place, but never had any luck with as he seems to be afraid to do anything, showed up in the backroom and I quickly figured out he'd been drinking. He's about 25, skinny as fuck, but with a bushy black beard and long hair. Well, I just kept eyeing him until he noticed, then nodded at him. He walked over and started some small talk, which I reciprocated. Finally, after he started to ramble about the weather, I just grabbed his waist and pulled him in to me. He didn't fight me one bit, so I went in for a kiss and was happy as fuck when he let my tongue probe his mouth. Lots of groping, more kissing, then he asked me if I wanted to go out to his van for some privacy. Fuck yeah!! We went outside and quickly got into the van, and I was happy to see it was windowless and mostly empty cept for a few tools and some drop cloths. I'm skipping a bunch of details, but it moved to me bringing on the daddy talk, and that lad let me fuck him raw twice before we called it a night. My nut shot out so hard it almost hurt me...lol. I even decided to be nice and sucked his cock before I left. A beautiful 8" uncut cock and a huge fucking load. I was fingering his hole roughly as I sucked, making sure my poz loads got mixed in his ass good. I'm hoping he shows up drunk more often😀

I can ALWAYS cum from a blow job

I spent the $$ and got one of those units that attach permanently to my shower with a diverter valve. Makes it very easy to hop in and clean out. But like Hunter22 mentions, ^^, I also make sure if I know I will be fucking with some 'hung buddies' that I do a light meal, and extra deep douche and clean as well. Then, as he also mentioned, I love to bring a couple of 'bigger toys' into the shower with me and I ride them a little for warm-up. That way, I can lube my hole up a bit, stretch it out a bit and most importantly, ensure I'm nice and clean. I have one regular FB who doesn't care if there are 'accidents'... in fact, I'm pretty sure he is happy to have a little dirt. But, I'm a big fan of ass to mouth and cleaning off a fresh load from a cock that has just shot off in my hole - and not so much into the shit aspect. I love cum and clean ass juices all over cock(s). To each his own.... this is my preference tho.

This reminds me of traveling before the Internet and staying with friends of gay friends. The assumption was that the visitor was willing to get fucked or suck off the buddy’s dick. Often, I shared a bed with my host. We both slept naked, as I do now. It was fairly common for the host to wake up earlier and put my legs on his shoulders, lube up my anus, and start fucking me. I woke up as my hole was stretching and he was sliding his dick up my ass. It felt so good.

Damn that’s hot dude. I’d love to be covered in ur piss while Fucking u

Had a great Pride Day! Fucked a couple of guys, hopefully POZZING some Ass. But the best came last. I met this cute guy; and, after a brief chat on the street, invited him over. Of course, he didn’t know that I only FUCK RAW, but he soon found that out. We went to my place and made out. I had him writhing and moaning as I tweaked his Nips and fingered his Cunt. I think he knew he was going to get fucked—and get fucked hard. He made a move for the bedroom and stripped, not that there was much to take off. He was dressed only in hot pants and sneakers because he’d been in the Parade. The little Slut knew how to make my Dick throb. He gave me a private dance as he pealed away the little clothing he wore. He begged me to stick my big Dick up his Pussy. I had him lie on his back and kissed him—to make him forget about Condoms. I tongued his Ass as I played with my Cock. I teased his Mancunt with my Dickhead. He raised his Butt like a good little Slut, and wrapped his legs about me. I grabbed some Baby Oil and slathered my Dick. Before he could say Jack Rabbit, I plowed into his Pussy. He froze and let out a yelp, but I continued to plunge into him, and watched his face scrunch up in pain as his Hole came to grips with the girth of my Pole. He winced and moaned louder as I sank inch after inch of my POZ Shaft into his Boypussy. He started to whimper, telling me how full my Dick made him feel and how much it hurt. I don't think he'd ever had One as big or as thick or as deadly. He begged me to stop, but I continued to pound him. Soon, I was able to pull out to my Dickhead—then ram all the way back in. I drilled his Ass, transforming it into a wet, sloppy Mancunt, as I edged closer and closer to spurting POZ Jism up his Innards. I fucked him till he complained of leg cramps. Without pulling out, I flipped him over and pounded away at his sweet, well-worn Hole—then flattened him on his stomach and screwed him some more. I had to slow down because my Nuts were about to boil over, so I buried my Dick to my Pubes and held still within him to give my Balls a chance to cool down. My POZ Precum mixed with his slimy Ass Juices, to lube his Ass Walls. The little Queer grew impatient, gyrating his hips, begging for IT. I slid my arms under his shoulders and tweaked his Nips. His Ass muscles relaxed; and he arched his Butt, squealing, "DEEPER! HARDER! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" The Slut had no shame, and I felt only disdain for the Cunt. I whispered sweet nothings in his ear, calling him "White Pussy Trash” and told him “how I intended to use him for my pleasure and my perverted desires.” (About the latter, I did not elaborate.) I guess I pushed the right buttons, cause he shot all over himself. I fucked him for another 10 minutes, spewing out venomous garbage about “what a worthless piece of Shit” he was, prepping his Cunt for my Secret Agenda, when, to my amazement, the Bitch came again! I was excited as Hell and felt my Balls tingle. It was time to give the BoySlut what he deserved. I pulled all the way out and plunged back in. I shot a huge Poison Load up his Mancunt. "TAKE MY SICK CUM, MOTHERFUCKER. I’M KNOCKIN’ YOU UP!" I lay atop him, pressing him into the mattress, giving the Venom a chance to absorb. At last I released him, kissed him all over, while I lovingly dug my sharp nail into his sore, puffy Mancunt. I grabbed his briefs and wiped off my Dick , leaving smears of Shit, Cum, Blood and Ass Juices on them—something he could take home to Mama, who’d ask, “Honey, what are these stains?” The Punk said I was his hottest Fuck ever—and he didn’t know HOW RIGHT he was.

Part III “Aw fuck! I’m filling your guts with my cum... right! NOW!” the trucker growled loudly enough for everyone at the rest stop to hear. He was a big-bellied man who wore his cap backwards and had a long, scraggly beard. He stank of piss, beer, and cigarettes, and he fucked me with a thick, long, toxic-looking rod and had dumped my ass with a flash flood of cream. “Alright, I’m next,” said one of the two cute jocky college-aged guys. “Wait man, me too,” the other one said. They were both high as hell I could tell. One of them was tall and had long skater boy hair. He grabbed me by my hair and smacked my face with his rock hard, leaking dick. Then he forcefully clutched both sides of my head and thrust his dick into the back of my throat, making me gag and splutter. The other one was shorter but heavily muscular. He roughly grabbed my ankles and ripped my legs apart like he was opening a Christmas gift. He jammed his cock into me with ease; it had already been opened up by a couple guys and heavily lubed up with cum. The night was silent but for the sounds of the highway, my muffled moaning and gagging, and the smacking sounds of the guy’s balls slapping against my ass every time he pounded me. I was being rented out as a quick pump n’ dump behind a highway rest stop for anyone with five bucks in their pocket. I was on my back, legs in the air, and was being pounded against the wall. Giovanni stood with his back to the wall smoking a joint and collecting money. It was over eighty degrees outside and past 1 AM. “Oh, fuck! I’m cumming inside you bitch!” grunted the guy who was fucking me. With that, he unloaded another load of cum in my ass, and at this point I was overflowing. Cum was leaking in a steady stream out of my ass and down my crack. The other guy pulled outside of my mouth and came onto my hole, then pushed it in with his finger. “Last guy plug him back up,” Giovanni said as he finished. My head was spinning from copious amounts of crack, meth, and weed Giovanni had supplied me in the car on our way here. He made sure I never stopped smoking on the 20 minute drive here. I was pretty much blacked out but would phase in every once in a while in the middle of being fucked and it felt so fucking good. The last guy crammed my giant butt plug back in my ass to keep the cum from trickling out, but my ass was so full some of it still leaked. “Get dressed,” Giovanni said, grabbing me by the hair and lifting me up to my legs. I hurriedly pulled up my board shorts (that’s all he allowed me to wear) and when I stood up I could feel thick, warm streams of cum run down my leg. The men who fucked me were getting into their cars and driving away. Giovanni was wearing a mesh top and a speedo, which meant we were going to the baths today. I crawled into the passenger’s seat of his car and felt the cum from my ass soak through the back of my ass onto the leather seats. Giovanni handed me a loaded syringe and two blunts. “It’s a long way to the baths, cumwhore.” I lit up a blunt and we passed it between us; I greedily left the syringe for right before the baths. I wanted to be freshly high out of my mind and flying before I let any guy with any cock fuck me in the sex clubs. I had spent the entire day tanning by Giovanni’s pole in my g-string smoking T, so I didn’t look gaunt, but I did have bags under my eyes from lack of sleep. Giovanni found a parking spot a block away from the bathhouse and I gave myself the slam in the car. There were no cops on this street; it was deserted except for the twisted fuckers at the bathhouse. We walked to the entrance. It was a basement venue, with a red neon sign flashing above it. Guys in harnesses and leather chaps were smoking cigarettes outside. “Yo, Gio! Fresh meat? Let’s go inside, boys. We’ve got fresh cumdump tonight,” one of them said hungrily to the others, grabbing his crotch as they all followed us in. My slimy ass perked at the thought of all those lustful, probably poz men pumping me with their cocks.

Part II I felt heat spring to the tips of my fingers, roar up my chest, and slap me in the face as he removed the tourniquet from my arm. Suddenly, I ran out of air, and I panicked, coughing madly and too fucked up to recover. I felt like all the blood in my body was rushing to my asshole. I felt hot, insatiable. Guido Dad, who told me to call him Giovanni, slammed himself too as I adapted to my new, unbelievable high. I was in pig heaven. Giovanni bent down above my head. I could barely see his face; his shades were still on. He rolled up a large wad of spit in his mouth and spat it all over my face. “Alright, trash. Get on your back and open those legs like the fucked up slut you are,” he commanded. I eagerly leapt to the back of the bed, lifted my legs in the air, and opened wide. I dug my fingers into my ass cheeks and pulled them apart as if to beg for his dick. “Daddy, please,” I moaned, hazy from the drugs and having been starved from dick up until now. The Maximum Impact had hit me hard, and I still had unbelievable amounts of THC in my system in addition to the T. “Fuck my hole. Shred my pussy. Knock me up with your daddy sperm!” He took a final puff from his cigarette, ashed it, and climbed onto the bed. His white pants were so tight they showed off every giant muscle in his legs. His thighs and calves were chiseled beyond belief. He took off his flip flops to reveal deep tan lines on his feet. His chest was enormous, hovering over my body. He removed his shades. His pupils were heavily dilated from the drugs, and he looked at me coldly, like I was just some fucked up twink he found at the baths and is about to breed behind a dumpster. He spat on me again, and I groaned, my face now covered with a thick, sticky layer of both of our spit. “You want this cock slutboy? You want this giant meat abusing and tearing up that tight little Asian pussy? Tell me how much you want it, and maybe I’ll be good to you,” he said, grinning. “Fuck my pussy! Tear me apart! My body is just a hole for you, I want you to fuck me until my body expires! Just fuck me!” I practically screamed. My ass puckered as he applied more T-laced lube in and around my ass, then on his cock. “Stupid bitch. I was never going to show you mercy,” he laughed as he rammed his cock into my ass. I yelled in shock and sheer pleasure, my toes uncurled and my feet were fully flexed. My legs bucked at the impact of his cock. Giovanni was horny alright, and I was proud to be the hole that would drain him of his cum. “FUUUUCK!” I yelped, and he thrust slowly a few times, letting my ass muscles quickly loosen around his giant meat. Then, he began to pump. He grabbed my ankles and spread them as wide as possible, as if he was trying to open up my hole as he ripped through it. His cock was so big and thick it felt like it filled every air space in my ass. “Oh! Yeah! Fuck! Me! Just! Like! That!” I gasped, my eyes rolling back into my head as Giovanni consummated his ownership of his new whore with brutal, loveless fucking. I moaned and gasped with each thrust as he went deeper until I felt like he was striking my stomach, but I was so high on drugs it only felt incredible, not even slightly painful. I didn’t know I could take a dick so big so deep. He would frequently spit on me as he rammed me. This was worlds better than any fuck my boyfriend has ever given me. “You like my tool, bitch?” “Y-Yeah,” I gasped, as he slowed his pace. He kissed me, not affectionately, but like a wolf licking his prey. Then, he pulled out completely, leaving my asshole puckering hungrily for a millisecond, before shoving the full length back in. His dick had marked my hole as its own, and he fucked me indiscriminately of how I felt, even though I was practically immune to pain and drowning in my tweaked up bliss. “You ready for my load, bitch?” he asked, his thrusts starting to get faster. “Hell yeah, seed me daddy! Fill me with that hot daddy load! I want your sperm in my blood, make me your FUCKING SLUT!” I roared as he lifted his leathery face to the ceiling and howled with pleasure as he squirted load after load in me. At first I didn’t feel it, but I knew he was cumming because of how he rammed his throbbing dick deeper than I imagined possible. Then, after maybe his fourth squirt of thick cum, my ass was flooding with his load, and it felt completely warm and sticky on the inside. He pulled out, a giant, thick, string of cum so thick it was almost yellow dangling off from the tip of his dick and sticking to the surface of my ass. I tightened my ass, holding in what felt like a pint of cum as he groaned and fingered me, licking wads of cum he managed to plunge out of my hole. “Get some rest, bitch,” he said, handing me his bong and my weed so I could wind down from the drugs. He didn’t bother cleaning off his dick and zipped up his pants. “When you wake up, I got more fun for you.” He reached into his drawer, pulled out a large butt plug, and crammed it into my ass. It felt wide at the bottom, but it was easy to take compared to his dick. He was keeping my ass lubed up with his cum for my next fuck.

I just had the best fuck I have had in a long time. I was hot and horny and looking for a hookup on bbrt. One of the guys that hit my up was a tall muscular guy with a pic of his hot tats taken from the back and side. His profile listed him as top only, neg and was interested in anon hookups. He asked me if I was ok with a blindfold. I agreed and headed over. When I got there, he opened his apartment door and told me to close my eyes and turn around. He then blindfolded me and walked me into his bedroom. We then started to make out standing up. He was into heavy nip play and kissing. He then forced me to my knees so that I could suck him and play with his balls. While on my knees he kept on feeding me poppers and soon I was flying high. He then stripped me, threw me onto his bed and rimmed me for at least 15 mins. I was now desperate for him to fuck me, so he got me on my knees, told me to take a big hit of poppers and slammed his dick into my ass. He waited a few seconds so that I could get used to it and then started to fuck me quickly. We changed positions a few times, my favorite was him forcing me onto my stomach, grabbing me in a choke hold and driving his dick deep into my ass. A couple of times my ass got very wet which I assumed meant he came, but he stayed hard and kept on fucking me. After about an hour, he pushed me back on my stomach and told me to take a big hit of poppers. He then started his final push and told me to get ready for his big load. After he dumped his load in my ass, he stayed on me and kept pushing the cum deep into my now loose ass. We then rested and he told me to stay on my stomach so that the cum did not leak out too much. We started chatting and I said that it was the hottest fuck I had had for a long time. He then asked me if I wanted to take my blindfold off - I did. He was a very hot hispanic guy with tats everywhere.I then saw his biohazard tattoo for the first time, which was just above his dick. I touched it and he just smiled. I asked him if he enjoyed breeding guys and he just said yeah especially the straight boys that don't know what the tat means. I just kissed him deeply and left him with a big smile on his face. I need to hookup with him again real soon.

just left a 3some - me, a 30 yr old pozzed guys, and a 21 yr old bug chaser. My pozz buddy and I took turns breeding his ass - I gave the 21 yr old 2 loads of my spunk and my buddy gave him 3 loads of his charged dna. I then gave my poz buddy one final load of my man juice so he had a load of my dna in him. All and all, the 21 yr old got 2 neg loads, 3 pozzed loads, blew his own load, and I then bred my poz buddy with the final load of the morning. a great way to start a saturday. now i'm all showered and am off to the gym... gonna head to toronto for father's day with a buddy to celebrate our fathers' raising 2 barebacking ass pirates by enjoying the men at steamworks...