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Disclaimer: This is my first piece of erotica, but even so it's not for the faint of heart. So, take a look at the keywords to see if this is your scene. Hope you enjoy. This story starts off with a flowery prologue, romantic-showered events followed by a winding downward spiral into extremely dark ones. Keywords: cheating, Dom/sub, degredation, gear, raunch scat, sensory deprivation Prologue Me and my fiance have been engaged for about a year now. We’ve been together for seven years and he proposed in the most romantic setting overseas. We had dined on the most luxurious of fare with the most magnificent of views in our midst. It was special and beautiful, and our lives together are quite happy. But i’m afraid i’m still a slut. Oaths / The Road to Becoming a Poz Toilet Chapter 1 All of the romance and laughter and love can’t make up for the fact that my greedy, gaping holes are insatiable for ripe, smelly, hairy, hung men and their equally enamoring dicks all the time! And since it can’t be helped, as i may as well make it over to my MASTER’s house as instructed. i slowly walked in to HIS unlocked, rather large home and noticed that, directly next to the doorway, my MASTER had prepared a mask on a stool for me where i had been instructed earlier to leave my things by. i quickly undressed as i had been told and got to my knees before putting HIS mask on. As it cloaked my eyes i wondered how many fuckboys had worn this thing. How many other pieces of anonymous trash had HE flippantly used? Needless to say, i was aroused to be one of many used by HIM, just as much as i was aroused by my fiance being one of the many regularly using me. SIR made me wait. Purposefully. My cock couldn’t help but twitch and leak, more and harder with each minute that passed in anticipation. When i heard HIS footsteps approach me, i did cower a little though. HE proceeded to rope my cock and balls, put my hands in restraints behind my back and tugged me behind HIM in the direction of the play room. After MASTER led me to HIS space and uncuffed me, HE told me to, “Turn around,” only to put them right back on front-facing. “On your knees. Lie on your back.” With some of MASTER’S assistance, i lowered myself slowly on my backside. i felt comfortably nestled, since Master must have rested my head on what was a pillow. Then I heard a small “clack” above my head, and the creaking of what sounded like more movement above my face. All of the sudden i was awash with a pungent, fowl smell, an odor i could only assume was MASTER’S unwashed, unwiped anus. So, the Sherlock i was, deduced i was laying underneath a rimseat. my cock twitched. “What are you?” HE said very matter-of-fact, without intonation. With no more than a mere two seconds’ worth of pause – THWACK! I could feel a flog brush along my inner, right thigh. “Aaah! i’m your boi, SIR.” “Where’s your tongue, boi? And what are you?” HE said with a slightly dry sigh of boredom. THWACK! i could feel it on the left side now, grazing my left testicle. The sting was definitely more noticeable, so i howled. Whatever emotions weren’t being conveyed in HIS Voice were picked up by HIS deliberate, forceful strikes. “AAAH! Sir, Your pig boi, SIR. Nyya thig thoy, Thir!” The last part said as my tongue shakily slithered out to catch the nothingness, like a snake sensing heat. “What are you!?” Now HE was almost starting to sound impatient with me. THWACK! HE hit the still tender right thigh with the flog again! “AAAAAH! I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, SIR. I’m a naughty, dirty pig, SIR. A boi for your use! You can do whatever You want to me, PLEASE SIR!” THWACK! THWACK! Pause. i heard creaking again and felt a shadow lift from my face. “Calm down, bitch. Think. Tell me what you ARE.” HE had stood up, so the hypnotizing aroma of HIS Filthy, Foul Asshole dissipated, and I was already missing it, yearning for it, whimpering. HE was making me beg. i suddenly remembered as the wave of white hot addiction to His Man Stinks struck me. I had barely lasted several seconds without it in my nostrils, practically already foaming at the mouth, when i managed to sputter and shout, “i’m a CHEATING, TOILET FAGGOT, SIR!!!” The flying bits of saliva splashed back down on my lips and cheeks. “Theeere we go,” HE muttered to HIMSELF, pleased not at the words that i had uttered, but at the feverish response the faggot’s withdrawing body had as it convulsed for more of what it was hooked on. SIR took delight in the fact that HE had created an impatient junkie, who was leaking absurd amounts of precum during the struggle, pleading for MASTER’s Anus Smells, soiling the rope HE’d strung around my nether regions earlier. “Tell ME again, bitch,” HE said swiftly with a sick, underlying satisfaction. “i’m a cheating, toilet faggot, Sir,” i said with a pronounced erection. These exact words were what i had told HIM in my first message many months ago, after discovering HIS kinky, perverted profile. i was gooning at home, watching nasty porn and cruising seedy profiles in a depraved and poppered up state near the edge of ejaculation, when i messaged HIM and many others in a wide net cast out among those with similar, taboo interests listed, humiliating myself to the masses. “hi, Sir. Cheating toilet faggot here!” “hello, SIR. How are YOU? Please use this cheating, toilet faggot, SIR.” Each iteration may have varied insignificantly, but one, clear message broadly permeated them all. HE brought it up again when my partner left that week, connecting over a call, HIS blocked phone call. HE had blocked it to test me, to see if i was real and also willing to accept an anonymous call, even though most people these days, especially partnered, shouldn’t be giving out their numbers so frivolously and definitely not staying on the line with said sketchy anon calls for extended periods of time. Obviously, i ended up covering that bill, so the partner wouldn’t lay eyes on it. “Tell Me what you are,” was HIS first prompt when i answered the phone that day before HE ordered me through the airwaves to keep digging in my own ass and suck my fingers clean until HE came. i must have been in a stupor over work or some other shit today, in this moment, to allow such an obvious response to a familiar question to go over my head. This was essentially my verbal contract with Him. Binding affirmation that i was to stay in a state of wretchedness and servitude just as the night i reached out to him in that disgusting, pitiful manner. HE lowered HIS Anus over my head again, and i quickly sniffed a hearty breath of musk inside me until my lungs could expand no more to calm my anxious depravity. “Clean Me.” HE said this returning to HIS calm tone. The discordant sounds of squishing spit flooded the space as I slathered my tongue all over HIS Rectal Hole. Ch. 1 – Fin.

My boyfriend was out of town and I got on BBRT and scheduled my first hookup. I cleaned out real good to the point of certainty. I arranged to meet him about 8:30. Made it through crappy cross town traffic and met him at his driveway. Went inside his back efficiency apt and got down to making out hard. 69’d with my ass sitting on his face and his slender but lengthy hard cock down my throat. He had me lay on my back and pull my legs up. That hard cock (head in the shape of an upside down heart) slid in with just a little bit of pain which soon turned to pleasure as my hole opened up to accept that raw rod. After about 5 minutes he pushed in deep and tilted me back with my ass up higher and started cumming. He held his cock in deep until he finished. Mmmm. After I cleaned off his juicy cock and made plans to meet up again, I had every intention of being kinky but simple and going to the gym and working out with his load in me, but my cum slicked anal walls had a different idea. I drove to the nearest abs with booths but only 3 cars were there. Shit! I turned around and went to the next nearest abs, cursing at the Austin traffic. This abs only had 6 cars but it was about 10pm, this place was trashier and it had a theater and booths. No tops in the booths so I went to the back theater. A tall slender guy on the back row was jerking a pretty, meaty, hard dick. ( White with pink shading, big spongy head) I leaned over and sucked him for a few. Then he sat me up and put his mouth on my dick, but soon realized what I wanted and pulled me up on my feet. I dropped my shorts and quickly pushed a dollop of silicon lube in my hole as I bent over a bench that sits in front of the back row. His big white cock slid in with ease and felt so good. A big older guy came over and put his stumpy thick cock head in my mouth. “Ooo, you’re such a slut!” My fucker groaned as he slid in to home and shot his warm load in me. He pulled out and I turned around and cleaned off that cummy beauty, hoping the tall guy I had been sucking would move to my ass. But no go. After cruising by the dirty booths again, I gave up and moved to the third abs in Austin. (Just call me Goldilocks!) it was starting to get busier (it was Tuesday but it was around 11 pm). I wandered to the upstairs booths and saw an older guy, with a smaller but always hard cock that had once before given me a nice healthy white cumload, if memory serves me right. We went into a booth together and started making out. We sucked each other for a few until I took the initiative of dropping my shorts and bent over and he started to fuck. I could here someone going into the next booth ( no glory holes- fucking Texas!) as my older Papi rode my hole. As before, it didn’t take long for him to drop a creamy load in the entrance to my hole. He quickly put his clothes on and left, handing me his unused tokens. I felt like such a bookstore slut! As I started to leave the booth, a cute younger Latino guy, late 20s, a thicker mid section but decent body and a look of intent in his eyes walked right up to me, practically pushing me back in the booth. I had seen him here before, but didn’t think he was interested. He whipped out a big thick brown uncut cock with a slim head that turned into a thick shaft that only got thicker as it got to the base. Mmmmm. I was gonna feel that! I went to my knees and jammed that hardening dick down my throat and got that thing to thicken. He asked if I got fucked. I stood up. “Yeah.” “You like it raw?” “Ohhh Yeahhhh!” I turned around and he found my hole and pushed that cock in, stretching my hole the deeper he got. He HAD to feel the cum he was sliding in! I knew he did when he confessed “I knew you were getting fucked in here ! Your hole is so juicy! “ We pulled a padded bench cover down to the floor and he had me lay on my back and he pushed my legs up on his shoulders and fucked even deeper. He pulled out saying he “didn’t wanna cum yet.” I tried my best to play it cool as we stood up. We faced each other breathing hard. I kept looking at his cock as he weighed his options. He sighed and had me “turn around and put your hands on the bench.” I squatted over and arched my back trying to give him the best position to fuck up and deep in my hole. It worked! He started grunting and pumping that young cum in my hole. He pulled out and I went down on that beautiful cock. I should have gotten his number. He thanked me and handed me HIS tokens before he left. Whore! Satisfied, I was about to leave when this bossy freak barged in the booth. He had a small dick but it got hard when he ‘forced’ me to suck his dick. He then turned me around and over and started pile driving that thin little rocket in and out of my hole. The cum was starting to slosh out around his thumb sized peen. He pulled out and came pushing my head away, but I made sure to hold my hand out and catch a big palm size of cum, carefully reaching back and rubbing it on and in my pulsing hole. I went home and drifted off, humming as I tasted my cummy fingers that had been playing in my hole.

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.

you gotta learn to breathe sport! .. 😆 good boy .. ;->

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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.

I was at a cumunion event in Brighton and normally I Top but this time I thought I’d like to take cock in my fairly tight hole. I eventually bumped into an older bear in the dark room, it was packed in there so it was very hot and sweaty. I could feel the bears hard cock and quickly turned around to offer my virgin like hole. He rammed his cock up me, which hurt a little bit I wanted it deeper in my slutty hole. He pulled out which gave me the opportunity to apply some lube to his cock and my arse. Taken with the moment I bent over a fuck stool in the room making sure I presented my willing arse to him. He positioned himself behind me and slowly started to fuck, getting deeper each time, eventually I could feel his balls slapping on my arse. For my part I was in slutty heaven as I pushed my arse back and concentrating on milking his dick with my arse. I could tell he was enjoying it as his now rock hard cock was swelling and this made me want his cum. I could help myself as I started to beg for his cum. He whispered to me “I’m going to cum baby” and I rode his cock until I felt him unload and put his whole weight on my back. I continued to milk his dick until he was soft and my hole was now very slick and loose. I must say I now know the delights of being a dirty cum slut. I now have a conundrum as do I remain a bottom and take cock or do I continue to top sharing my seed? what does everyone think?

Chapter 3 Carl passed me a shot, I quickly swallowed it and shivered as the straight scotch burned its way down my throat. "I think before you suck me you need to get your ass up on the bed and let carl taste your hole while is see if my mates are free at the moment. Unlock your computer then jump up and get your ass in the air, sound ok?" said patrick. I guess it was a question but he said it in a way that there wasn't really much option to disagree. In the back ground Carl had shucked his shirt and jeans. He was commando. He giant ebony cock was already hard and it glinted with a ladder of 5 sets of piercings running up across the top of his cock. I'd seen them under the knob but these were priced across the loose skin on the top. Clearly his ample foreskin had given them room to implant them where others would have struggled. " You heard him baby, get up there and let me taste that white neg ass", Carl was a yank. And his thick southern accent only made me weaker. I unlocked my computer, dropped my boxers and climbed up onto the bed on all fours. Spreading my legs and feeling the cool hair brush past my hole. Carl wasted little time coming up behind me to gently tease my ring with his fingers. Gliding them gently over the hairless puckered surface. Spreading my sheeck he leaned forward and painted his mouth bang on my puckers and started to noisily lick and slurp my hole. In my already drunken state it started to send me crazy. My hard cock hanging down between my legs was dripping, i stroked it a few times but my god his tongue was doing amazing things that just got me too close to blowing. In the background i could hear Patrick clicking away typing, i looked over my shoulder to see him messaging someone on BBRT. "How long since you been fucked baby?" asked carl as he gently teased just my ass lips with the tips of his fingers. " About 8 weeks, he was a semi regular, pretty small only about 5 inches" "And how long since you've had a cock like mine or Patti's?" "I don't think I've ever had once your size", I tried to remember as Carl resumed his masterful work on my hole. "My ex was the biggest i've had he was about 7 inches but no where near as thick as you, He tore me though just not preparing me" I had started to slur and probably should have stopped talking. "It turned me on him summing in me, he liked to say he busted my cherry, he always used condoms though. I want on prep, but i stopped. I guess i should have kept going, i mean maybe we shouldn't.." "Shhh.." Patrick had appeared at my side and slid his jockstrap down . It was bigger than the pictures. The uncut knob was pierced and drooling precum, his heavy hairy balls hung down low, spread down by a cock ring. He grabbed my head and pressed my face to them, I could smell his slight musk and manliness. I had always though bulls balls and beer can cocks were for the movies. But here I had a 9 inch beer can on a poz muscle god and a 10 inch pierced black rod on this rough black man with an amazing tongue. "How long since your last prep tablet?" Pat asked. "2 weeks", I mumbled as i tongued his balls. "I can take one now, that way you can fuck me bare, i know its not perfect but.." "Shh, enough talking" he pushed my face back to his balls. "Keep licking. Lets just see where things go. Lets have another shot, maybe you can just suck us off that would be safe, wouldn't it?" I looked up past the massive pierced leaking cock over his hairy bulging pecs. God he was sexy. My hole twitched thinking about that cock as Carl continued to eat me out. I couldn't believe how strong his tongue was. All standing up we moved over for shots. One for each of the, and an extra for me. I had started to feel queasy with this one and explained i needed to lay down. As i collapsed backwards on to the bed carl lifted my legs and got back to work. "Keep him occupied, I'm going to duck down and grab Gary and Mark." Carl gave a thumbs up as he continued his work on my hole, occaisiaonlly biting my ring now interspersed with his tongue. My head lolled side to side and the room was starting to spin. I think I'd had too much but i was determined to keep it down. That was good scotch.

I sat at the small desk, looking through profiles on barebackrt while I drank my scotch. I had already cleaned out and was so horny to get fucked. It had been eight weeks. I had been so busy with work back home the best I had managed was a blow job. I was hard, horny and drunk, jacking off looking at all the hot guys in the local area and I knowing I needed a good hard fucking. I should never make choices when this drunk. The scotch had gone down far too easily tonight, and the warm water of my douche only served to turn me on more. Additionally to being horny beyond belief, four weeks earlier I had stopped taking PrEP. I honestly couldn't say I had a good reason beyond the reality that I hadn't been getting any action, so PrEP seemed kinda pointless. But at this point, sitting at that desk at the hotel, part of my brain asked had I made a mistake? I knew I wouldn't be satisfied if I got fucked by a top wearing a condom. Now, I needed the sensation of a load being blown in my ass. I needed to know I was being used as a cumdump. In my drunken state I decided I just needed find a neg top and leave it at that. That should be reasonably safe, and when I got home tomorrow I would jump straight back on the PrEP. I had already drunkenly given my mobile and address to a number of profiles on BBRT and Recon, mostly the kinda guys to whom I regularly jacked off: massively hung, rough, no holds barred. The sort of guy who wouldn't pause in his assault on my throat or ass even if I gagged or screamed. I guess the truth was I wanted to feel that searing pain as the guy tore my ring - just like my ex used to. There was nothing hotter then being held down under his older muscly body, to feel him cover my mouth and force his cock into me with just spit. He liked having a boyfriend some 20 years younger, a younger man he could control, a man he could use and rape. I think he got off on seeing my blood on the sheets in the morning. He paid for everything and in exchange he used me hard. However when I reached my 20th birthday he made it clear: I was too old for him, and he had found a new, younger model. Now at 21 I needed another daddy - but I had to be sensible. But did I? My logical brain was at war with my drunken horny brain. My phone went off. He hadn't responded to my message. He had just come over. Shit. I quickly looked-up his profile. Fuck. Everything I wanted but which I shouldn't have. He had a good nine inch thick, beer can thick cock - assuming his photographs did his cock justice. He was 6'3" to my 5'7", and he had 30kg on me. He was a monster of a man. And the big metal PA on the end of his poz cock was unlikely to do my ass lining any favours. My sober self said to ignore him and hope he went away, but I couldn't. He was much, much more than I had ever dreamed I'd get to play with. Chapter 2 coming soon. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- P.S I'm in sydney for real in July if there are any poz tops wanting to help give me some more inspiration.

In the 80's A few years back, I lived in large cosmopolitan city in the Deep South. Just before I left, I saved up some money, and bought myself one of the quintessential used white vans that could be seen everywhere in the city. I padded and carpeted the back floor, sides, and roof, and put in a small cabinet and extra-heavy curtains behind the cab and on the windows ... the usual stuff for then. I also added something special: a padded sawhorse with restrains on the legs and cross piece. As soon as I had finished, I need to test it. As I lived only a few blocks from downtown, I walked to a local bar, I cruised a number of guys, and settling on a hot looking victim: early-20's, auburn hair, dirty-blonde hair, blue eyes. (Yeah, I'm a sucker for blue eyes.) He said his name was Jim. After chatting a bit, I invited him back to my place for sex. When we got to my place, he said that he didn't get fucked ... that he never had, and never would be, because he was afraid of AIDS, and even a condom might break. I said that I was okay with that. We stripped naked, fooled around a bit, and smoked some weed in my bedroom. I suggested that I show him my van. We both threw on clothes, and went back down to where I parked it. I told him we had to take off our shoes before getting in the back. I grinned when he told me he liked the back, but wasn't sure what the sawhorse was for. I told him I'd demonstrate it. I lay down prone on it first, and let him restrain me. After he let me up, I coaxed my intended victim to lie prone on it, and I secured his wrists, ankles, thighs and chest. I then put a gag in his mouth, and asked what he thought of my contraption. All I heard form behind the gag was a muffled response. I took a knife, and cut off his belt, t-shirt, and jeans. He kept pulling at the restraints and trying to yell while I was doing it, but the restraints were firm and the gag was very effective. I was sure with the padding that no one outside the van could hear him. I got a jar of Vaseline from the cabinet, shucked my clothes, and greased up his asshole. I then spread his ass-cheeks, and pressed my dick head against his hole. He he kept trying to writhe and twist to get away while yelling into the gag. Grabbing his hips, I forced my entire thick rock-hard naked seven inch dick deep inside my victim in one shove. For a second his body froze before he screamed into the gag and fought like mad to get free. I took my time plowing his ass, enjoying how it convulsed around the cock that had destroyed his virginity. He continued to gurgle behind the gag and writhe, still pulling in vane at the restraints. Eventually, I decided I'd had enough, so I fucked him faster until I felt my balls start to draw up. Yelling "Take it, bitch," I rammed in balls-deep and splattered a huge load in him. He was crying as I withdrew my cock from his violated asshole. I cleaned-up myself, cleaned-up his ass, and dressed myself. As I stepped out of the van he resumed yelling into the gag. Perfect: I could barely hear him with the door open; with it shut, I couldn't hear anything at all. I drove the van to a leather bar, and parked it at the far end of the lot before I went inside. One by one, I began approaching men to see if they were interested in what I had to offer. It wasn't long before I found my first taker: an average biker type in boots and jeans. We walked out to my van, and climbed in back. He ran his hands over Jim's ass, murmuring "Nice." Jim pulled desperately at the restraints and yelled into the gag. "He okay with this?" the biker asked. I smiled "Why wouldn't he be?" The biker smirked, "Got it. Besides, I don't fuckin' care." By the time he had his clothes off, his dick was already hard. He stepped between Jim's secured legs, rammed it in and started fucking. In short order he blew a juicy load into Jim's ass. He dressed and we left. "Hot hole. Thanks," he said as he split. Over the next hours, I found eight different guys similar to the biker, all ages and races and sizes, each of whom eagerly mounted, plowed, and shot his load in the restrained victim's rectum. After the second guy, Jim stopped yelling, and began to uselessly blubber pleas behind the gag. His ass filled with more and more cum, some of which dribbled down the insides of his thighs as each new cock displaced some to make room for another guy's load. The last guy was the topper: a old biker, in his late 50's or early 60's, hairy, balding, salt & pepper beard, beer belly, smoking a fat cigar. I took him to the van like all the others, he fingered the cum dripping from Jim's hole, and grinned at me lopsided as he commented "Guess Ah'm not the first tonight, eh? That's okay. Ah like sloppy seconds." He unbuttoned his jeans, and brought out a very large cock and balls that were the size of goose eggs. It only took a few strokes for his cock to become a tool the size of a tall beer can with a huge steel PA. "Holy shit!" I muttered. Grinning lewdly, he asked "Think he can take this?" "He has a choice?" I answered. The biker laughed "Shit, no!" Still smoking his stogie, he stepped in and pressed the head against Jim's hole. "Hold on, fucker. This's gonna be a bumpy ride." He then began pushing himself inside Jim who renewed his whimpering and writhing. He slapped his ass. "Ah'm horny as hell, an' it's my turn at yer butthole." He then forced the entirely of his monster cock up the defenceless asshole, and Jim resumed screaming into the gag. "Take it slut!" Pausing a second, his huge dick buried balls deep in Jim's asshole, he glanced at me and commented "Hot hole... still sorta tight," adding the wry remark "for now." He then vigorously ploughed Jim who turned his face to me, tears streaking his face. I bent down and pretended to listen to him. I told the biker "He said he doesn't get fucked." Demonic lust contorted the biker's face. "That so? Lyin' slut. My dick too big for ya? Too bad." He rammed into Jim, who whimpered and quivered as the biker's trusts became brutal. "Ah'll just teach yer hole to open up an' like it. Ah'll fuckin' make it open up." I got hard watching him assault my victim's hole and my victim's fingers and toes reflexively curling and flexing. The old biker's stamina was incredible. He'd brutally plow Jim non-stop for ten minutes, slow down or stop for a few, his cock still lodged in Jim's ass, only to resume brutally plowing him. Some 45 minutes later he was still at it. He looked over at me and commented "Ah could do this all night, but Ah gotta be at work in a few hours." Grasping Jim's hips tighter, he launched into an assault far more rapid and brutal than the prior ones, his huge balls slapping loudly against Jim's butt. "Gettin' there, slut. Yer hole's wide open an' Ah'm about to blow. Ah yeah. Ah yeah, TAKE IT SLUT!" He threw his head back and bellowed, his monster cock buried to the hilt in Jim's ass. Wave after wave of orgasm wracked the biker as he came and came in Jim. Finally spent, he pulled back abruptly from Jim. "Fuck!" He looked at me. Damned good fuck." He began stuffing his softening cock and balls back in his jeans, the front of which were dark and damp with sweat, ass juices and various loads of cum in Jim's ass. He slapped Jim on the ass. "Hope ya liked that ... Ah sure did! Felt like Ah shot a gallon of cum up yer butthole." He opened the door, stepped out, then turned back with a really evil grin on his face. "By the way, all that hot seed Ah just shot in yer ass? t's dirty ... radioactive ... POZ." He laughed, slammed the door, and walked away. Jim began sobbing. My cock was once more rock hard.

i, like many (most?) of us here, am intrigued by the effects of cum on the recipient (bottom). Tops love the idea of affecting, and in a male to male way, impregnating their bottom. Bottoms crave that impregnation. As much as i want these things to be true, as a scientist i look for evidence to base my beliefs on. Unfortunately, there just haven't been a lot of studies on the physiological effects of semen in male with male sex. None that i can find :-(. Thaere have been some studies with women though, so i'm going to speculate a little. This is more along the line of untested theory: the results of a study by Gordon Gallup and Rebecca Burch. In this study, they had almost three hundred female students fill out questionnaires relating to sex and mental health. The results showed that women who always use a condom—and so are protected against the effects of proteins in the semen—score almost 50 percent higher on a scale of depression-related symptoms than women who never use condoms, which might indicate (but doesn’t prove) that substances in semen interfere with the female nervous system In essence, this study suggests that semen has anti depressant qualities. Since it was conducted in only women (sexist?), we don't really know if it would have the same effect on men. We do know that the colon is made for absorption, and other studies have shown that at lease some of the components of semen is absorbed into the blood from the colon, so there's a chance that semen has a similar effect on the male nervous system. Neural Growth Factor (NGF) is a hormone that has been isolated in human semen, it's potent and has been linked to fertility in women, but no studies have been done with its effects on men when absorbed. For the other nerdy guys among us, here's a great article pulling a bunch of studies together on "Semen arrousal". Of course, most of us don't need a study to know the potent affects of cum.

Hot damn! The EIGHTH day, how 'ritually significant', like circumcision and the day after creation... 'and on the 8th day shall all men enter you without protection. There shall be no fear and no looking back! Accept their seeds, your destiny and join the bare brotherhood!' 💦

On almost the last day of a 6 week European holiday I had a memorable fuck in a famous German Park. The day before I had visited Berlin’s Tiergarten, a large park with lakes, paths , memorials, busy roads and, most importantly, bushes and patches of wilderness. I visited the park to sunbathe naked in a part of the park near the Siegessaule where nudism is enjoyed by many Berliners. I tried to take a shortcut through an unofficial track through some scrub and almost ran into a guy being given a blowjob. I wasn’t looking to cruise that day but kept it in mind the following day when I came back to do some more nude sunbathing and to visit the nearby gay museum. Although cruising wasn’t really the plan this day I did a quick douche before leaving the hotel in the afternoon and carried a small tub of oil based lube. After visiting the museum I walked back through the park at about 5pm and crossed a busy road to a part of the park I’d not visited before. Almost immediately I sensed I was being cruised by this good looking middle aged guy. It was rush hour and he had just gotten out of a parked car in the centre of a ceremonial avenue bisecting the park where few cars remained - it’s funny how gaydar can pick up these small details. He looked me in the eye as I passed and was still looking as I glanced back over my shoulder. On a second glance a couple of steps later he brushed his crotch. The game was afoot! I love this old style real world cruising much more than the online stuff, it provides a bit of an adrenaline rush. i was on the footpath next to the about 15 metres away from the guy and the park was separated by a hedge. I walked on a few steps and cut through a gap in the hedge to the park. It emerged at the top of a slope that ran down to a wide paved path but there were patches of bushes. He ducked through a different gap. I casually headed down to the path and circled around to his approximate position and he signalled to a particular patch of bush with a tree that I shoulD join him in. I had a feeling he’d used it before! Probably the reason for the placement of his parked car. Once in place he rubbed my crotch and then motioned for me to release my cock. Clearly pleased with what he saw he proceeded to a long and skilled suck. He continued for so long I feared sucking was all he was into but eventually he drew out his own cock and I was able to reciprocate. His cock was quite big, bigger than mine, and I was keen that he fuck me. He initially entered me roughly with no lube but I was able to add some lube to his cock which eased things along and reduced the likelihood that I would cry out. We were, after all, less than 5m from either the footpath or the park path. I need we had to stop several times as groups of women passed by quite close. He insisted that I also fuck him so we kept flipping around although I was keener to get his big cock in me that to take my turn fucking him. From his complexion and the odd word he spoke I took the guy to be Italian. After quite a while he started a different rhythm in his fucking; slower and drawing his cock out almost entirely and then thrusting back in. I though this might mean he was close to cumming but a glance over my shoulder revealed he was filming our fucking on his phone. I scrambled to draw out my phone without stopping his fucking with the intention of asking him to record something for me. However, by the time I got ready he was to my dismay already cumming. While he had deposited his first spurt up my ass he had pulled out at that point and was wasting his seed on the ground. I frantically tried to get him to renter my ass to no avail. I tried to film his last few spurts but I mucked up the shots. I did manage to salvage one near focused #hot of his cock which I’ll upload to the gallery. All in all a great fuck made better by the fun of the cruise and the frisson at the 4i#k of discovery.

https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/rawbottom909xxx-getting-cumdumped-by-tons-of-horny-guys-40562471 2 days after we tag-teamed PussyRawBoy (Twitter) at his motel cumdump party, it was Rawbottom909xxx's turn. He hosted a cumdump at his place featuring his own hungry hole. I "came" and went pretty quickly, but during the short time I was there I captured him taking multiple dicks and loads. This is my "highlight reel." It includes me getting pounded by a BBC while fucking Rawbottom909xxx, causing me to to shoot a huge load into him. He took lots of loads that night!

Just spent 4 days in Berlin and can confirm its claim to be a great place for barebacking. On the first two nights I went to the legendary Lab.oratory cruise club which I’d read about before on this forum. It’s a huge place, a former factory I’d guess, with a different theme each night - it opens 4 nights per week centred on the weekend. It opens at 10 pm and closes its doors at midnight but the action continues until 6am I’m told (I was back in my hotel tucked up in bed well before closing time I’m ashamed to say). Theme on the first night was 2 drinks for price of one, and I got 2 red bulls to keep me alert. I topped 8 times that night and dropped my load into the 8th lucky guy. Theme on second night, which I had really been looking forward to, was masks. So I wore my hood with two eye holes and a mouth hole (I have another with no eye holes but thought the risk of tripping and falling down a hole was a bit too high) and a leather harness. It was such a blast to have this added air of anonymity amongst all these hundreds of guys, a kind of leveller. I also topped 8 times that night and the last was an absolute highlight: a young guy I could hardly see in the semi-darkness on a bench in a shipping container outside the back of the club. He was smooth, hard, on his back, moaning, and I was at least the third guy to cum in him during the 15 minutes waiting my turn, I wonder how man6 loads he’d taken before I turned up. In the following days I cruised a Park, which I’ll post separately on, and a video arcade back room. Interestingly I had a long raw fuck of a guy in the backroom who was in a sling, but after 10 minutes, and when I was close to cumming, he asked me to pull out as he was negative. I was taken aback given he was in the sling and we’d been barebacking for quite some time but I respected his wishes. It did seem a bit perverse though and I reckon taking all guys on a sling, and taking bareback, should have equated to an invitation to cum dump. Frustrating.

Been 24 hours since my relapse back into drugs and sex. Called in sick for work and fucked 5 guys and have enough t to last me all week. Also got rid of meds I was going to start and I never felt more myself!

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....

Went to a bookstore tonight again ... love that place because guys just want to get off. No pretense! Walked in in flip flops, running shorts and tshirt. Had a black guy's hand down my shorts feeling the cum in my ass while i was still in the hallway looking at the list of videos. Grabbed his hard cock through his pants and asked if he wanted to fuck me and then led him, still holding on to his cock, to the nearest empty room where i immediately stripped naked and bent over as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down my crack to get it coated with cum and lube. Then he pressed into me. He had a nice thick cock and my ass opened up to him as a couple more guys came into the room. One reached over to twist my nipples and sex sounds came out of my mouth involuntarily and another guy stuffed his cock down my throat and started fucking my throat. The guy on my nipples doubled down and i started moaning loudly around the mouthful of cock, letting anyone outside know i was getting used. The room filled up with 3 or 4 other guys and as the guy in my ass was unloading a clerk poked his head in and said that somebody needed to put coins in the video. The light of a gay movie came on as another guy got behind me and slid his cock into my wet pussy. I stayed naked for almost 2 hours and got bred by 6 guys. When i was finally walking out the clerk told me not so fast and he took me back to the same room and dropped his load in my ass. I didn't clean up when i left with cum dripping down my leg. This slut was in heaven!

Chapter 2 - ( a bottle of red and I'm ready to write, please excuse the grammar) I messaged him back and asked him to come up. It seemed like ages as I waited skilling the rest of my scotch, it burned as it travelled down my throat, a shover ran through my body from the strong alcohol and the anticipation. A knock sounded at the door. Opening it, I found myself looking on heaven or maybe hell on earth. Tall, handsome, rough. He smelt good. I could never understand why guys liked stench. I like men who smelt like clean men. I could smell him but also the faint waft of Hugo Boss. His jeans hugged his waist and his black shirt opened slightly at the neck too show off his curly dark chest hair. His pictures didn't do him justice. This man was hot. He was the man of whom I had been dreaming. But then I noticed something that gave me pause. Behind my dream man stood a muscled black guy. Don't get me wrong - the black guy was also fucking hot, but I hadn't arranged for two guys. I was expecting only my breeder. The black stud was an unknown. "Hey mate, I'm Patrick or Seeder69. This is Carl. I was hanging out with him at the pub and thought your hole would enjoy his cock too. Mind if we come in?" he asked, taking my assent as an obvious forgone conclusion - which, in truth, it really was. I couldn't control myself. Stepping aside I ushered them in. "I'm sorry, guys, I know this flat isn't much. I got use of it from a mate. I do have some scotch, however. Do you want a drink?" "Why do you have some shots with us," suggested Carl, his voice deep and husky. It made me leak. "I think you are going to need to be loose if you plan to take both of us on." Following his suggestion I set up three shot glasses. We slammed them down and enjoy the warm glow of a good single malt. Patrick removed his shirt, showing off his muscles chest. His jeans were next. The corded muscles of his arms and legs clearly advertised someone who not only worked hard at the gym but had a physical job. His body was massive. There he stood, perfection, in his jockstrap. A massive bulge obscenely tenting the material and a wet patch marking the zenith of his organ. It pulse and did a little jerk as he looked at me, a smile on his face as he noted I was still wearing my boxers. We couldn't have been more different. My pale slim and hairless chest, and although I wasn't a slouch in the cock department and filled out my undies nicely, the truth was my cock simply didn't compare to the monster clearly contained within his briefs. I dropped to my knee and shuffled forward in front of him. "Can I suck you?" " Only after another shot. I like my boys messy." I leaned forward and smelled his crotch. Clean, manly but with that hint of sweat and musk. He grabbed my head and ruffled my hair as he pressed my face into his groin. "Oh baby, I'm going to break you tonight, you are going to walking well tomorrow." Did I want this, I could feel my cock leaking in my undies. He was everything I dreamed of, perhaps honestly more than I could actually handle. And then there was the fact that he was poz. And that was without even considering his mate Carl.

I'd fucking love to be the bottom that gets this type of hot as treatment... DAMN!!!!

It was my first trip to a bathhouse and it is where I learned how much I needed raw cock and to take loads from whatever top wanted to use my ass. I'm a twinkish looking guy and a smaller build 140 lbs, 5'7", toned, and a perky bubble butt. I got invited to go with a super hot couple and a random guy I met out at the bars and it turned out to be a CumUnion night. After checking in and heading up the ramp to the lockers, I could feel the raw sexual energy all around me. I put all my belongings in the locker and put on my towel and walked around for a couple minutes to take it all in, and that is where I found a tucked away corner with wrap around seating facing a small table in the center. I don't know what came over me (never even fucked bare before let alone in this kind of setting), but I dropped towel and got on all fours on the table and just waited. After what felt like ages, several men who knew what was going to happen started sitting around the table and jerking off. Then I felt a hand run down the middle of my back, and then a warm tongue start licking the edges of my hole. After a stellar rim job I could feel his thick head start pressing at my hole and then slowly start sliding in. It took a second or too to loosen up my always tight ass. While he was plowing away at my hole, a cock is placed in front of my face and with hands on my head and I start worshipping the cock in front of me. All the while I can hear grunts, and comments about being a good boy and taking those cocks like a slut. The first guy fucking me finishes up (doesn't breed me) and the next guy steps up without delay. I have no idea how much time goes by, but I got fucked by 4 guys and sucked at least 4 more before I couldn't contain myself any more and blew a huge load. I found out that having an audience of horny guys watch me suck cock and get bred excited the hell out of me. After wiping up and composing myself, I walked around some more to get back in the mood to take more raw cock. I got cruised hard by a sexy older guy who had a room, and the two of us went at it hard, and in the middle of it my exhibitionist self came out and I leaned over to open the door to the room. We got back at it and almost immedietely we had a couple guys watching from the door way. I motioned toward them to come in and they joined. I sucked all three and took all three raw. After the two invitees left, the guy who had the room rimmed me and stated that the cum coming out of my ass tasted amazing and it was then I realized my role in life, being a cumdump for whoever wants/needs to blow a load.

I was in the doctor’s office for my annual exam. I had being seeing Dr. Phillips for a few years and I was pretty comfortable talking about all my health care issues with him. He knew that I was gay. Hell…he even knew that I was a bottom during sex. It was around 4:30 pm on a Friday afternoon and I was looking forward to the three-day weekend. I guess mine was the next-to-last appointment of the day. There was only one guy left in the waiting room. He was a slender guy, a little older than me, with average looks and short sandy hair. I didn’t pay much attention to him. After checking my physical responses, the doctor asked me the usual health and lifestyle questions. This year, however, my answer about whether I practiced safe sex was different. I told him that I had gotten fucked without a condom on several occasions. Surprisingly, I didn’t get the lecture that I expected. Instead, he asked me to explain my reasons for bottoming without protection. Hesitantly, I told him that I was becoming attracted to the idea of “bug chasing.” I said that I was attracted to the idea of taking poz cum. He said, “Are you aware of the risk that you might convert to being HIV-positive?” I relied, “I guess so. I haven’t thought about it that much yet, but the notion of routinely taking loads of some guy’s infected sperm is becoming increasingly appealing to me. It’s like breaking some wild kind of taboo!” The doctor said, “I’ve read up on this kind of behavior and it seems that most men professing a desire to be "pozzed" are really only engaging in an extreme sort of fantasy. Do you think that’s true in your case?” “No, Doc, I’m sure that that’s what I want. The whole idea turns me on for so MANY reasons!” When he heard this, his manner changed…more alert, more interested. He looked at me intently for a few moments, as if making up his mind about something. He said, “I’ve got an idea. It just so happens that the young man out in the waiting room has recently tested HIV-positive. We haven’t started him on any medications yet, so his Viral Level is extremely high. Why don’t I ask him to join us?” “You mean NOW?” I squeaked. I was still lying on the exam table, clad only in a thin Johnny that had been pulled up above my waist. I felt exposed and vulnerable. “Yes, right now! There’s no time like the present.” He then stood up, crossed the room and opened the door to the waiting room. I heard him tell his nurse that she could go home now. “Have a great weekend, Nancy!” he said. Next, he called out, “Mark! Why don’t you come into my office?” I could hear footsteps as the quiet young guy that I’d seen earlier came on in. He looked with a gleam of interest at my half-naked body lying on the examination table. The doctor said, “Mark, this is Alex, one of my patients. He currently is HIV-negative but he tells me that he’s been having unsafe sex recently in hopes of contracting the virus. Isn’t that right, Alex?” I could only blush in response. Mark stared at me with a wolfish grin on his face. Doctor Phillips continued, “It occurred to me that you two could help each other. Mark was telling me that he’s been getting very frustrated since his diagnosis because he stopped having sex. Mark, you don’t mind discussing this with Alex present, do you?” “No, doc! That’s ok. It’s just that I’m so HORNY all the time now. Do you think I’ll ever be able to fuck normally again?” The doctor then said to me, “You’re ok with this, too, Alex? We have your permission to help? I mean, you don’t object, do you?” I was confused. Help me? Help me with WHAT? I tried to say something…anything, but only a choked sound came out. “Well,” the doctor said, “the solution seems pretty simple. Mark, why don’t you go ahead and insert your penis into Alex here so you can commence intercourse. That will grant you the sexual release you’ve been seeking and Alex here can begin receiving the virus that he’s been trying to get. Go ahead, Mark, give him what he’s been asking for.” My head was spinning but I could only moan incoherently at the thought of what was about to happen. Was I just going to let this total stranger deposit his infected fluid deep within my bowels? Dr. Phillips voice brought me back. “Here’s some KY Jelly, Mark. Doctors always have plenty of that on hand.” At that, I felt a large stiff cock push inside me. Mark muttered, “Shit, doc! You don’t know how great this tight hole feels. You sure this guy Alex doesn’t care that I’m gonna flood his guts with my AIDS babies? Is that what you want, Alex? You want me to knock you up?” The doctor replied, “Don’t give it a second thought, Mark! It’s exactly what he wants. He told me so himself!” After Mark shot his first toxic load into me, Dr. Phillips insisted that he repeat the intercourse twice more “for good measure.” On my way out the door on wobbly legs the doctor slipped a small white appointment card into my hand. “I want the two of you to return for office visits until your HIV test comes back positive. Have a great weekend and see you next week!”

I totally agree that it sounds hot, but the relationship has to be there early on. I would never now do it with my father. Now I’ve had a relationship with my gay uncle; my father’s younger brother. He’s about 20 years older than me, a big body builder since his college days, Alpha leather top man. He took me under his wing when I was in high school. He has mentored me since I was 18, he was the first man to fuck and breed me; when I asked him to take my virginity. He’s an amazing man, has been there for me my whole life; mentoring me as an older man should through all my sexual awakenings and growth. While I believe he would have loved to had me be a body builder, Alpha leather top; he recognized early that that was not me and over the years has guided me (gently) along my journey to sexual freedom and to become a healthy total cum dump bottom.

I wrote this third part to my story because when indulging in bareback sex, it's a bit of a lottery as to whether you get pozzed. Please let me know what you think of my new addition to this story.

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Thanks so much Guy, really appreciate the support and confidence build up.I have enjoyed writing Steve and his family life.

I hope Scotty gets a shot at Beau sometime soon.

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?

Hell yes, I do! Especially love it straight from the tap, but I'll also drink it out of a glass or bottle. Up my ass would be great, too -but only before I take loads in me. Wouldn't want to wash all of the creamy goodness away.

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.

Barcodes and Hanks are GREAT if you like public sex. They are just down road from each other, so if one is slow, go to the other. To me Barcodes is more conducive for fucking, and Hanks for oral, but have seen both at each bar. Club Orlando is half price starting at 4 on Tuesday. Its a VERY clean bathhouse. P House can be good for cruising. Walk the balconies and look for open curtains and/or doors.

A few hours ago. So I’m in Porto. Beautiful city. Tolerant people. But the gay guys are drip. No one has place. The younger wants support. There are two saunas. One is closing at 9 pm. Wtf???!!! I didn’t visit it. The other one is better, extra large but very scruffy. I was there 3 times, but never were there more than 20 visitors. So, I had to choose the no cock refused policy. I went to the dark rooms. Which are literally dark. You can see absolutely nothing. I didn’t care about the person. When I felt a hand on my body I pushed it to my ass. Sought the cock and when it was hard, pushed onto my hole. Unfortunately at the first time the cock was wrapped. I was looking for another one. Big muscled guy with thick cock found me. He didn’t hesitate, pushed his cock immediately. It was bareback. He fucked me rough. Till he cummed me a big load. After the first unload I always become more horny. So with the cum of this unknown guy in my hole went to find another breeder. Big, muscled black guy. With not an extreme but good cock was coming. I grabbed his semi hard cock, few minutes later I was on my knees and was giving him a deepthroat. He grabbed my shoulder and forced me into a cubicle. Fortunately he began bareback me. The fuckstyle was very familiar. He was the previous breeder too. He let the door open, an old guy came. He was embarrassing, so unfortunately the session was interrupted. Not much later we met again. Cubicle again. Barebecking again. Door let open again. Good guy was arriving. He wrapped his cock. Damn. Black guy stepped back, white wrapped cock started to fuck. Fro that time they were fucking me by turns. Ir was awesome. Finally the white cock unloaded the condome, after it the bbc unloaded my hole again. Next time I was fucked once by a wrapped cock. Tonight went again but I was extremely horny. I wanted to be a slut. I went immediately to the dark room. Old guys started to play with me. Tried to push the cock of one of them, but he pulled condome. And it wasn’t a good fuck. I checked a big bear at the corner but he didn’t care about me. Later I recognised him with an old guy went to a cubicle. I followed them. They invited me. While the old guy was sucking the bear we started kissing. I pushed my hole to the bear’s finger. He understood it. He interrupted the suck and let me to suck him. When I finished I managed his cock in me. He fucked me hard. It was quite quick but fortunately he bred me. Next guy came soon and barebacked me without cumming. Finally the bear fucked me again.

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.

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Part 1 I left the office building and started making my way home through the hustle and bustle of the city at rush hour. Finally I made it on the metro for my 20 minute ride to the suburbs and back to the house that I shared with my brother Andy. As I watched through the window at the scenes passing by, I realised the same routine would happen tonight with Gary who was house sharing and a friend of my brother. Gary was a rather extraordinary person who stood at five feet eleven inches 34 years old, solid build and sported a flat mohican hair style, on his adventures out he always dressed in leather chaps, white t-shirt and leather jacket. At 22 years old I was still fairly naive about the gay scene and not that interested in being a typical gay that fornicated with anything that had a cock. Being only five feet seven inches tall I had a trim compact build gained mostly through going to the gym at lunchtime for an hour, my blond hair was kept cropped as it was easy to manage and I nearly always had a tan. I only had to look at the sun and it would bronze my skin perfectly giving me a look that I was always on holiday at the beach. So it was another usual ride to the suburbs, my headphones were plugged in listening to music and minding my own business, the same familiar faces were on the metro including the men who always tried to grab seats near me and spend the time giving furtive glances in my direction when they could. Sometimes feeling like an expensive prime piece of steak put out on display, on occasion it made me feel uncomfortable but I just let the music take me off in to my own world and adore the admiration. I put my tings down in the kitchen and Andy walked in and greeted me with the usual how was your day chit chat and telling me he had to go back to work as they had a few things going on. My brother was 8 years older than me and a couple of inches taller but had the same build and hair colour. I knew he was HIV positive and talked openly to me about it and his sexual experiences which usually got me pretty aroused. Just then Gary walked in, sporting a pair of boxers he apologised for being inappropriately dressed, we wall laughed at his stupid apology, on his left arm at the top he had one tattoo of a bio hazard symbol which sort of looked out of place being the only tattoo that adorned his body. They started to ask if I had got my cherry popped and why was I holding out, I grabbed my brothers crotch and told him I was waiting for him to fuck me, laughing as I tugged on his ball sack. He kissed my forehead and told me one day he would have his very wicked way with me. I have to admit that my massive crush on my brother was beginning to bother me somewhat and having Gary around as well didn't help things, oh yes I was incredibly turned on by him as well. I knew the only way to get sex with both of them was to go bareback and day by day to thought of this was growing more intense and desirable. The risk of doing such was to expose myself to the virus and that was always the block that stopped me moving towards zero hour. After we had eaten dinner Andy headed out back to work. Gary was finishing in the kitchen and I sat on the counter top chatting to him about his latest escapade. I was wearing only my jogging bottoms and it was quite visible I was getting turned on, as Gary passed me he looked at my crotch, laughed and tapped my semi erection "mmmm someone is horny." he commented. I flinched at the unexpected tap "May have to go and rub it off." I replied. He opened the fridge door and got a pot of greek yoghurt and a teaspoon. "Do you want yoghurt?" he asked, "Sure why not." nodding as I replied. I felt several cold splats hit my chest as he flicked the yoghurt at me, I looked at Gary and he was laughing and said "There you go.". My mouth dropped open as I couldn't believe what he just did "Oh and how am I suppose to eat that!" I cried trying to stifle my giggling, he moved towards me "Like this." he said. He held my arms down at my side as I felt his tongue lapping up the yoghurt from my chest, he moved his mouth towards mine and his lips touched mine forcing my mouth open he drippled the yoghurt in to my mouth. My head spinning I slurped the yoghurt and swallowed it as I felt his tongue again lapping up more and depositing it in my mouth. This time I felt his tongue push in to my mouth as he started kissing me. I offered no resistance as he kept deep kissing and invading my mouth. Slowly he pulled me off the counter and pushed me down to my knees where I came face to face with his fully erect eight inch cock poking out of his boxer shorts. I slid my mouth over the head of his cock and slowly began to suck and explore him intimately. I felt the head go slimy as he started leaking precum enabling me to take more of his cock in my mouth. He pulled me up kissed me again as his hand moved over my ass and pulled my jogging bottoms down exposing my hard cock and firm smooth ass. Gradually he turned me around forcing me over the kitchen counter he started to grind his cock against my hole. His cock leaking more precum that he now started to use to lubricate my hole. I let out a moan as I felt the head of his cock slowly prising my hole open. He worked steadily and with purpose edging in more of his cock, I tried to raise my body upright but I encountered his body leaning further over keeping mine firmly against the counter top. My body felt a burning pain as he slipped more of his cock inside forcing my chute open, I wanted to tell him to stop, but every time I tried he pushed a little further causing me to gasp. I began to feel his pubic fair touch my ass and I knew he was near to full penetration. He stopped pushing and kissed the back of my neck and whispering "I know this is what you really want.", his hips started to gently rock and a cry escaped my mouth as the pain burned up through my back. The rocking picked up speed and intensity and I could feel every movement he made, my ass began pushing back meeting his forward thrust allowing him to get deeper inside me. All of a sudden he tightened his hold on me and thrusted in hard as he let our a low roar, I felt his cock jump inside followed by a warming sensation as he released his toxic seed in to me. His hips never loosing contact with my ass he continued pushing in harder as wave after wave of his orgasm flowed in to my body. He lay panting on top of me as he slowly pulled his cock out, my body quivered as his head plopped out followed by a small trickle of his seed. Zero hour had been reached in a very painful erotic way. I stood upright slightly dazed and confused what had happened, I simply looked at Gary with a mortified look on my face.

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Usually by this time with a guy we had already decided who was going to top but the kiss had been so sudden I had no idea if this was just going to be a kiss and grope or we were going all the way. I heard him moan into the kiss and realized from his actions he didn’t either. Our hands explored over each other’s bodies and we kept kissing. Most straight or curious guys I had been with didn’t like to kiss but Louis wasn’t one of them. He seemed to love to kiss and was really good at it. But I needed more. While I usually topped, I figured that he would feel more comfortable fucking. I broke the kiss and rubbed our beards together as I moved back to his ear. I sucked on the earlobe a moment and then kissed down his neck. My hand rustled through the chest hair on his right side and down to his stomach. My head was following behind and my teeth latched on to his nip, biting it gently while I sucked on it. Louis’s hands were on the back of my head making sure my mouth didn’t stray too far from his body. I hooked my fingers around the waistband of his trunks and pulled them down, feeling his hard cock spring free and rub over my chest, drooling precum into my fur. I let go of his nipple and traced my tongue down his treasure trail, feeling the shaft brush through my beard to my lips. I licked the head of his cock and then wrapped my lips around it, slowly descending until my nose was buried in his trimmed pubes. I squeezed my throat around the tip of his cock and felt him shudder and moan. Slowly I pulled back until the flare of his cock head was on the inside of my lips and then I went back down. I began to bob on Louis’ cock using every trick I knew to drive his lust into overdrive. My tongue, lips and throat worked his cock like I’m sure no woman had ever done to him. I could feel he was getting close and I decided that I wasn’t going to swallow this load. I pulled off and sucked on his balls, one at a time, looking up and seeing his eyes closed and his mouth agape. I wondered what he was envisioning - me sucking him or some hot supermodel. I pushed off my shorts and walked the few steps over to his bike and bent over, the straps from my jock framing my furry ass. One hand was on the tank and the other on the back of the seat, I was braced for the fuck I hoped was going to happen. Louis looked at me and I looked back at him. He looked confused, like he had never fucked anyone before. Finally he said “You got any rubbers?” “Nope. No lube either, spit is gonna have to do. You ever fuck an ass?” I asked. “Nnnnno” was all he replied, obviously nervous. “Same as pussy, just better” I said before I spit on my hand and rubbed my hole with it. I knew it wasn’t enough for him to just slide in, but I like rough fucks. Louis moved closer, holding his cock in his shaking right hand. I pulled my butt apart and wiggled it suggestively. He spit on the end of his cock and rubbed it over my winking hole. I would have been in heaven if he had spent a long time rimming my ass, but I’d have to wait for that another time. Hopefully there would be another time, I thought. I relaxed and pushed back about the time he pushed forward. It took a moment of pressure, but then he popped inside. “Oh fuck… Oh my god… Aaahhhhh… aaaahhh… ahhhh” was all he said as his cock drove slowly into my hole. He got half way in and then pulled back a bit. He rocked his hips, getting deeper each time until I finally felt his hips hit my ass. The lack of lube had definitely given me the burn inside, but knowing he was fucking me raw made up for it. I felt his hands grasp my hips and he started to plow in and out of my hungry hole. His moans and grunts filled the garage and my hole started to get slicker as his precum coated the walls of my rectum. He pounded harder and I felt the sweat drip off his body on to my back. Louis slowed down after a while and I wasn’t sure if he was getting cold feet and was about to pull out or whether he was mixing it up so he could fuck longer. He kept fucking though and I enjoyed every thrust. When his hands moved to my shoulders and he started to hammer my hole I knew the answer. Several minutes later the grunts got louder and I could tell his breathing was erratic. A few well timed squeezes of my sphincter and he buried his cock all the way in. I could feel the throbbing from his cock and knew he was filling me with his pent up load. My own cock started to pulse, shooting cum all over the floor and milking all of the seed from his balls. Sadly, this wasn’t the first time I had wasted a load on the garage floor. I stood up, reaching back to make sure he stayed inside me and felt his sweaty chest against my back. It felt odd with one side furry and the other side shaved, but there was no way I was going to complain. I felt Louis’s arms wrap around me and his heavy breaths on my neck as the rush slowly dissipated. “Oh my god, that was amazing” Louis said breathlessly. He couldn’t see my grin but it was almost from ear to ear. After a few minutes, I moved forward and felt his softening cock fall out of my ass. I felt the familiar drip of cum run down my leg and I turned around to see if he was ok or if I had gone too fast once again and fucked it up. He leaned in and kissed me again. It only lasted a few moments before he backed away a half step. “So that’s what gay sex is like?” Louis asked. I chuckled and said “That’s just the tip of the iceberg, Louis.”

It was three weeks before Paul's ass had recovered enough from the brutal fucking he had received at the Gang bang. In all he took over 50 loads that night and although his hole was all but destroyed he still had that itch that needed scratching. Jo could sense this and new how to help with his new friends dilemma. On the Friday after Paul had finished college Jo told him to be at his house and be ready to play. When Paul arrived he was surprised to be ushered back out of the garden and into Joes car. Jo put him in the backseat, blindfolded him and handcuffed him to the head rest. He then got into the driver's seat and drove. Paul could not tell you where they went or in what direction all he could do was estimate that they took about an hour to get there. As they pulled up he heard Paul chuckle to himself and say something about it being busy. Jo got out of the car and went round to Paul's side. He opened the door and undid the handcuffes before redoing them up behind his back. He then felt something being put around his neck and secured. It felt like a collar. Jo the helped Paul out of the car and started to guide him along some sort of path. Paul could not see anything but could feel twigs breaking underfoot. Jo then said to Paul that he was in for a good night as they were going to get him the help he needed. Jo carefully guided Paul along the path and occasionally he would brush up against bushes on either side. Although Paul could see nothing and Jo said nothing Paul felt the presence of others. All of a sudden Jo brought Paul to a stop. Paul could sense they were in some sort of clearing as the air was moving a lot freer . Paul felt Jo undo did handcuffs. Jo guided Paul backwards and Paul felt something behind him. He was told to sit and then lay back. This he did and his hands were then secured to whatever he was tied to. As he was getting use to being tied like this he could feel ropes being threaded through his wrist restraints and secured to his ankles. This would make it easier for anyone who wanted access to Paul's hole to just pull the rope with one hand which would bring his Knees up to his chest and give instant access. Paul lost all sense of time but Jo seemed to take ages with the preparations that he needed to do. Once Jo was satisfied he finally spoke to Paul. He said I'm not going to tell you where you are but I will tell you that anyone that knows about this place is a dirty sick minded fucker. I have secured you to an alter. Tonight you are going to be enrolled into the house of the devil himself. You will be ritually used by the elders of the group in anyway they see fit. Each and every one of them will give you a blood slam. This will not be an easy ride but you will be given your best friend to make it as pleasurable as possible. No one will care about you. You are in the middle of nowhere so you can be as vocal as you like. When they have finished you will be changed in mind and appearance. I will give you this one and only chance to leave now. If you choose this then we will part here and never see each other again . Jo stopped talking and it was a while before Paul realised he was waiting for an answer. Paul took a deep breath and then said I give myself freely. Jo leant forward and kissed Paul passionately. When he stopped he said Goodbye Paul, see you on the other side. Before Paul could comprehend what Jo had said he heard another man's voice. Brothers we are here tonight to admit this list sole into our demonic care. To help him finally take the path he was destined to follow. I ask the welfare officer to step forward and prepare our candidate for the ritual ahead. Paul felt someone approach and could break something wet being brushed across the whole front of his body. He then felt a razor being used and he was completely shaved until he was bare apart from the hair on his heard. He then felt the ropes being pulled to present his hole. Again this was shaved clean. The ropes were released and his legs lowered. His legs were then stretched apart giving easy access to his cock n balls. The man who had spoken previously then spoke again. Brothers you can now see that our candidate has been shaved in order that our lord and master will not be offended by the unsightly hair. Brother welfare officer prepare the candidate for the next stage of his initiation. Paul felt the welfare officer wrap his hands around his balls making sure he had got both oh his large eggs in his sac. He then felt the welfare officer tie then off very tightly causing Paul to yell in pain. The welfare officer then stopped to await further instructions . Brothers our lord and master is nothing but merciful so in order that our initiate can endure what has to happen he has agreed to make him comfortable. Brother welfare officer make this happen. As Paul felt his left bicep being tied off he heard voices around him start to chant the Lord master is merciful. The lord master is merciful. This continued as Paul felt his arm being wiped and the prick into the crook of his arm. The tie was released and Paul felt it. He tasted it. The rush was big. His heart felt as if it was bursting from his chest. Although he was blindfolded he could see stars shooting before his eyes. He gasped and coughed. The chanting stopped as Paul rode the rush. This slam was strong. Paul could feel the heat rising. He could feel the urge becoming more intense his hole was starting to pulsate. Paul could not stand it any more and started to try and shout for someone to fuck him. Whilst that's what Paul thought he was saying in reality it was just slurring as the slam had taken Paul to a place he had not visited before. Was this heaven or hell. Paul could not comprehend what was happening to him. As the drugs took hold he went completely limp and lay there gently moaning. The voice spoke again. Brothers to admit this sole into our fold there must be nothing that gets in the way of the hole that the master may desire. To this end as the initiates roll will be to recieve rather than give his balls must be removed. Brother welfare officer continue Paul's balls were then injected and saline was injected into then. The welfare officer then picked up a quarterising scalpel and swiftly started to remove Paul's balls and Sac. Paul had no idea what was happening as he was so high. In just over 45 minutes the welfare officer had completed the task and as he stood back to admire his work he declared that the entrance for the master was no longer obstructed. The voice the continued. As stated earlier the lord and master is merciful so he has permitted the initiate to keep his cock. However as he will never need to use it to pleasure others it will be concealed forever. Brother welfare officer make this happen. Paul's cock was easy to handle as it was shrunk to nothing due to the drugs. However the welfare officer chose a cage that was two sizes smaller than what was needed and squeezed Paul's cock into its confines. His cock was completely encased and firmly licked in place. The voice spoke again. Brothers the initiate is now ready. Before he meets our Lord and master he must be greeted individually by each and every one of us. In order of rank each member will approach the candidate and present his arm to the welfare officer. The welfare officer will then give each of you a slam and then using the same needle draw 5cl of blood. The welfare officer will then inject your DNA into the initiate before you them impregnate him and give him your seed. After each donation the well-being of the initiate will be checked upon and then the next person can take his turn. To ensure the comfort of the initiate at the start the welfare officer will now brush his hole to help ease the first donors gifts into his body. The welfare officer then picked up the brush that was coated in Tina and without ceremony rammed it into Paul's hole. The sudden shock and pain over rode the drugs and Paul screamed out which echoed around the enclosure. The welfare officer did not stop and as he continued the drugs on the brush quicky were absorbed into his system. Paul became higher still if it was at all possible and started to moan put loud. The brush was pulled out of his hole and held for all your see. They all chanted that the Lord and master was merciful. The voice then stated that the donations would now be taken. The welfare officer stepped away from Paul. The first donor to approach was a tall , black stud. He had muscles on muscles and what was hanging between his legs would make a stallion envious. He presented his arm to the welfare officer. It was tied off. The needle was placed into the vein and his slam was administered and the blood was retrieved. The needle was removed and placed into a cannula that had been inserted into Paul's hand. The welfare officer indicated that the first donation had been given and it was ok to impregnate the initiate. The guy then approached Paul's hole and shoved his fingers into Paul's hole. He withdrew them and they were coated in blood. He wiped this around the head of his cock , placed it at the entrance to his hole and whilst chanting I ease the way for my lord and master he rammed the hole 18 inches balls deep in one thrust. Paul's body tensed, he screamed out loud but this was replaced very quicky by moans of pleasure with each thrust the stud made. After about 15 minutes the guy then said again I ease the way for my lord and master and with an almighty road deposited a massive load deep into Paul's guts. It was a huge load and although it was Paul's first load of the evening it started to leak out around the man's huge cock. The man withdrew and the Welfare officer checked on Paul. This same routine then continued until Paul had been seeded by everyone present. In all Paul had taken 13 loads. He had been fucked by cocks if all sizes and throughout apart from his initial peneyration all he did was lay and moan. He was kept high throughout the 8 hours of ritual fucking by being given more slams. The original slam would have been enough to see most people through a similar session but Paul was kept super high. The voice spoke and he said. Brothers you have all made your donation. The merciful Lord and Master is pleased and thanks you all. The initiate will now be untied and taken to the ante chamber to await his ultimate gift from the Lord and Master . Paul was untied and helped to his feet he was then led away to meet the Lord and master

I stayed with Joe til Monday morning after phoning my parents like a dutiful son should and assured them I was ok. I skipped school on Monday as I was still pretty high and would not be able to concentrate. My hole was still swollen and even after cleaning up ,the loads still kept leaking out of my ass. Whilst I was at Joe's we started to talk and he asked what I was going to do when I left school in a couple of weeks and all I could say was get a job. What job I had no idea. He then asked if I liked what they had done to me and I said he'll yes. He then said that I could make some serious money by doing it and would I be interested. I asked him where did I sign up. He laughed and lent in to kiss me. Then next few weeks dragged by and when I left school my father who was constantly disappoi nted in me gave me an ultimatum. He told me to get a job or get out. This suited me fine as Joe and I had already made plans so I packed my bags and moved in with him. That weekend Joe welcomed me to his house with a surprise party. A party with 12 hung jocks. Joe had told me to get myself clean and ready. He then had me get in the sling and secured my arms and legs. He then produced a loaded point and slammed me. It had been 2weeks since I last played and I was hungry for this. It was a strong slam and the rush was amazing. That's when Joe opened the door to reveal the 12 jocks. They were all really fit and aged between 18 and 22. They were all a sight to behold and the smallest cock I could see was about 9 inches. The largest ones were over a foot long. The slam had my hole itching and begging to be filled and Joe could see the lust in my eyes. He then told me that all these guys were poz and all off meds. He told me that they had all paid to be at what was called my welcome conversion party. This night was going to be filmed and every guy present was going to fuck me at least once and Joe was going to fist their seed deep into my hole after every donation. He also informed me that unlike some other parties the guys were not going to start of with the smallest cock and work up to allow my hole to adjust. They had all drawn lots and knew what order to go in. They well all allowed 15 minutes first time round before having to let the next guy at Paul's hole. After everyone had the initial fuck then they were allowed to fuck to completion. That's when Joe would fist the deadly seed far into Paul's guts. Paul barely understood what he had just been told. He was desperate for cock and did not care where it came from The first guy to approach Paul's hole was called number 3. His cock was 10 inches long , pierced and uncut. It was about the thickness of a deodorant can so Paul had hit the jackpot to start with. Number 3 lubed his cock with the t laced lube and with no warning he rammed his cock straight into Paul's ass to the hilt. The guy then stopped and slammed himself. When he finished coughing he then started long dicking Paul. All the way out then all the way back in. Paul could feel the piercing ripping his insides but could only moan as number 3 ploughed his hole relentlessly. When his 15 minutes was up he was replaced by number 10 and he was fucked again roughly . This went on until all 12 had had their turn and amazingly none of them shot their load first time round. Paul was the removed from the sling and layed onto a mattress on the floor. Joe said that now the ante was being upped. Since everyone had now had a taste of his ass this was now going to be a free for all. Both of Paul's biceps were tied off and he was given a double slam. The rush was intense and Paul could not speak. However the need to have his hole filled was overpowering and Paul was trying to ram his fists into his hole. That's when number 3 took his place again and Paul could see that he had removed his piercing bit was now wearing a killer condom. He stared Paul straight in the eyes and with an evil grin on his face he ploughed his rod into Pauls hole to the hilt again. His fucking was the same as last time and was Long Dicking Paul again but this time it was faster and a lot more animalistic . Number 3 was really making sure he was pushing his cock home as hard as he could. Making Paul moan as he bottomed out with each thrust. After 25 minutes number 3 started to speed up and all of a sudden with a mighty roar Paul was given his first Poz load of the evening. As number 3 pulled out Joe was quick to get to Paul's hole. With his hands coated in some t laced lube he made a fist and rammed it straight into Paul's hole. This would have caused Paul to scream but number 3 had removed his killer condom and rammed his cock down Paul's throat to clean all the ass juices and blood of his still rock hard cock. Joe fisted the got cum deep into Paul's hole elbow deep for about 5 minutes before declaring his hole ready for the next load

Paul just lay there pawing at his hole. He was still flying high and although he had just received two more loads from being double fucked he needed more. Nothing was satisfying his hunger. He needed more. Paul was brought back from his floating state by the sound of voices. There were other people in the room. He looked up but he had trouble focusing . He was seeing two of everything. Before him were two guys. Both white. Both tall. Both built like brick shit houses. They were big. They were identical. They were twins. He was not having trouble focusing there were identical twins stood before him both bollock naked with huge clubs hanging between their legs. They were huge. They were the biggest cocks he had seen tonight, they were the biggest cocks he had seen ever and they were both pierced. Not only pierced at the top but all the way down their length. This was going to be interesting. Paul never got there names or if he did he couldn't remember them. The first thing he remembered was when one of the said I hope you have been well lubed and stretched because one we start we don't stop. As Paul was comprehending what he said one of the guys removed the butt plug from his hole and placed his 14inch club at his entrance. He told Paul to look him in the eyes and without warning and income continuous motion he pushed his massive cock straight into his hole balls deep. Even though Paul was flying still his brain could not understand the feelings he was getting. He was stuffed full as he needed. It was wider than any cock he had received all night . It had gone deeper than any cock he had received but it had sent an electric shock all the way through his body as the peircings tore all the way through his body. Through both splincters. Paul tried to scream but nothing came out. His whole body was paralysed with shock. Paul passed out. He did not know how long he was out but when he came round he could still feel his hole stuffed full. The guy was still sttod between his legs and he was staring at Paul with an evil glint in his eye. Welcome back he said now I can start and with that he slowly started to pull his massive cock out of his hole. It felt different. Paul could feel it still tearing his insides but the pain was different. It was as if his body had gotten use to the intrusion whilst he was blacked out. However it was short lived. When the guy had pulled virtually all the way out his identical twin had gone behind him and knelt between his legs so that he could get a good view of Paul's hole. He lubed his fingers and hands up and dipped them in some Tina dust that was on the side. He then started to work his fingers from both hands along side his brother's cock buried in Paul's hole. Paul was stretched to the limit but the brother was insistent and was pushing with a constant pressure. Paul's hole was tearing, he could feel the ripping but they weren't stopping. He tried to shout and scream but he couldnt and again the world went black and he passed out. When Paul finally came round he was alone. He was in a different bed but he could hear voices in the other room. He drifted off to sleep. When he woke again there was a television on playing a video. It was showing Paul laying on the bed with one of the twins club of a cock buried to the hilt and the other brother systematically taking turns with each hand fisting Paul's hole. Wanking his brother deep passed his second splincters. Paul stared stunned at the screen . It seemed to go on for hours and all he could see was the red covered hands pumping in and out of his hole. They did not seem as if they were ever going to stop but all of a sudden the brother pulled his hands out of Paul's hole and in a lightening move stood up and placed his equally large cock at his brother's hole and rammed it in. That one move was all it took for the brother to tell out and shoot his massive load deep into Paul's guts. Paul stared in disbelief at what he had just seen. He reached down between his legs and could feel that his hole was plugged. Not by a butt plug this time but some sort of padding. His hole was covered to stop anything escaping. The cum, the blood. What damage had they done?. Strangely Paul did not panic. He was not scared. He was wondering how long it would be before he could feel cock buried in his hole once more

I would call it ‘stealth’ for sure. When I went on PreP, my sub boy who I’ve been cumming in for 7 years decided he wasn’t comfortable with my very active phase and asked I use condoms. I had a great time trying to make condoms break, and found some brands are MUCH more delicate. A dab of crisco on the inside lubing my cock worked too. He felt every damn one when it snapped though. (Not that I would have taken advantage.) He misses being cum-filled. It’s only a matter of time. The other thing I love about your story is that moment where the fucking goes from ‘safe’ to satisfying. I have a couple of fuckbuds who I once used to fuck with condoms. Both I just went for it eventually. Get horny. Tease their holes by rubbing my precumming dickhead over it. Instead of stopping to put on a condom, I just kept going with both guys. Ahh push it in bare. Ahh yeah. in and out. Ahh think of how much better the skin on skin is . . .and kept on bare fucking until cummingdeep in each. And with both men, we have never gone back to using condoms. So horny- having a man want my dick that much. So horny - having a man change his limits mid fuck because how much he wants it to happen. And especially so horny when the fuck is so good and so intimate that the little layer of latex gets in the way.

First, a little background information. I spent the night of my 18th Birthday at Club NYC, and my 1st man there was also my 1st black man, tall and skinny, his name was James and he was known as Slim Jim to his friends. That night, my slut gene kicked into overdrive and I became a frequent visitor. Living within walking distance, Slim Jim was also a regular and whenever we saw each other, we'd fuck. He was a passionate man with a magnificent 10" cut cock, not to mention a tasty and fuckable hairy ass. One cold Winter night, I went there, paid for a room, stripped and still feeling chilled, took a hot shower and went into the sauna. I was pleased to see Slim Jim with 2 other black men, Reggie and Cliff, he made introductions. Taking a seat next to Slim Jim, I immediately started to feast on his cock, while Reggie and Cliff watched, stroking their own cocks. No longer chilled and now beginning to sweat, I pulled off of Slim Jim's cock and asked if the 4 of us can play. With no objections uttered, I suggested we go to the darkroom and I try out the sling for my 1st time. After a brief stop at the lockers where Cliff grabbed lube and poppers, we entered the darkroom. It was a large room with cushions against the walls, and in the center, there was a sling. S.J. helped me get into the sling and I sucked his cock while Cliff pulled my butt cheeks apart and ate my ass. Ready for the fucking to begin, I nearly ordered S.J. to lube up and go balls deep in me. Hugely hung as he is, S.J. has a way of penetrating we with only minor discomfort, but with Reggie holding the poppers under my nose, I was oblivious until I felt S.J.'s balls against my butt. My own cock throbbed as S.J. long dicked me with his usual passion. Some 10 minutes later, S.J. roared as I felt his cock spasm, spewing his cum deep in my ass. As soon as S.J. pulled out, Cliff slid his thin uncut 8" cock in me saying my ass was like velvet. Cliff fucked like an animal and after 5 minutes, he added load #2 into my ass. Reggie was next and he had 7" with an obscenely huge cockhead that hit places I never felt before. I heard squishy noises as he pounded my ass, adding load #3 in about 10 minutes. "Can I get some of that?" a voice with a thick Hispanic accent asked. "Please do!" I replied. He was in me for maybe 3 minutes before he blasted load #4 in me. With a simple "Thanks!" he pulled out and walked away. My 3 black friends agreed to go another round and when they were done, cum was leaking from my hole. Helping me out of the sling, S.J. said he wanted me to fuck him and naturally I obliged. The 4 of us left the darkroom and hit the showers together. Never got to play with Cliff and Reggie again, but S.J. and I had many hot times!

Part 3 As I entered the house Gary and my brother were in the kitchen, I shouted hello at them and went to my room and got changed. Gary appeared at my bedroom door "Everything alright?" he asked, "Yes, although still a little sore from what you did to me" he laughed at me, "Don't worry it will get easier, dinner is ready.". I followed him down to the kitchen where my brother looked over at me "Sore?" he asked as my face turned red and I nodded, we sat down and ate dinner. As we were clearing up my brother came over and put his arms around me, his head forcing mine over to the side exposing my neck he clamped his mouth at the bottom and started biting and sucking. I pleaded with him to stop but he sucked harder, as he released he looked at the spot and grinned before saying "That will take around 5 days to disappear and before it goes I will show you real brotherly love.". I walked over to the oven door to check myself out then turned to face him "You better make sure you do.", he came over to me and grabbed my face with both hands and started kissing me on the mouth. I fancied the hell out my brother so gladly I responded and kissed him back deep. "That is so hot." Gary said, I broke free from my brother's kiss and went over to Gary and kissed him. "Just getting more practice in." I said and laughed. The rest of the evening we spent in the lounge watching a film, I knew at some point I would have to broach the subject of Gary fucking me without a condom but for now I just wanted to start enjoying the freedom. I went on to tell them about Dan and the incident on the metro to which they both replied that I didn't waste much time putting it about. The more I thought about it and Dan I wondered if it was only going to be a matter of time, as the film finished I kissed Gary and my brother goodnight and headed up for some needed sleep and thank heavens tomorrow was Friday. The metro pulled to the station and as I stepped on board and headed to find a seat, I settled in and was about to put my headphones in when Dan appeared and took the seat opposite me. "Morning Josh." he smile was so radiant "Morning Dan, ready for another day?" I asked, "Yeah, but I know what I would prefer to do." laughing and winking at me. By the time we got off the metro and headed our separate ways I had found out that he was 31 years old, worked a couple of blocks away and lived close to the metro stop after mine. I had agreed to meet him lunchtime at the gym, the morning went by so slowly and I tried to busy myself to stop me from clock watching. At last it was midday and I finished off an email and collected my gym bag and headed out of the office. I had just finished a 5 mile run and slowing the running machine down as Dan appeared from the weight room and joined me, we chatted a bit then headed to the showers. Dan stood next to me in the shower, his naked body was doing it for me and I was finding it difficult to control my arousal. He looked over at me "Didn't know you had a partner.", I looked over at him "Why would you think that?", "Your love bite." he replied. I chuckled "That was my brother last night, claims he wants to do me.", "OMG that is not normal." he laughed before realising I was serious "Your brother wants to bed you....hmmm I can see why as I would as well.". I felt an overwhelming surge of sexual desire but contained myself and played it cool "Yeah." I laughed and winked at him. We parted company agreeing to meet at the metro after work. I decided to invite him for dinner partly out of curiosity and that I also liked his company, fortunately the afternoon sped by and at 5pm I logged off my work computer and left the office for the weekend. Dan was already at the station when I arrived, bracing myself to pluck up the courage to ask him if he wanted to join me for dinner. To my surprise he agreed, I hastily sent a text to my brother to let him know there was 1 addition for dinner, he replied with an okay as I took my seat on the metro. As we entered the house I called out to my brother and Gary whom both appeared so I quickly did the introductions, my brother nodded approval and smiled at me saying "Dinner will be in 20 minutes.". I took Dan upstairs to my room closing the door behind him and wasted no time, he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him as his mouth sought mine and his tongue speared in to my mouth. His kissing was so intense and dominate that my legs started to shake uncontrollably, his arms circling around my back he gradually lifted me off the ground and took me over to the bed. Gently he lowered me down and laid on top of me continuing his kissing, my hands were all over his body as I couldn't get enough of feeling his toned torso and arms. After some time we heard Gary shout that dinner was ready and Dan released me and flipped on to his back, "Seriously I am going to have to make love to you later." he said grabbing at his crotch and giving it a good rub, my head was buzzing with excitement but also the thought of how dominant and controlling he appeared to be. Over dinner and wine the conversation was good and interesting, hardly any sex talk and mostly a getting to know Dan and vice versa, my brother showed a little to much interest in Dan so I made our excuses as we headed back upstairs to my room. Dan stroked my chest through my shirt as we lay on the bed, gradually he undid the buttons exposing my chest, his head moved forward as he started licking and sucking at my nipples, I found out by this simple move that my nipples wired to my groin causing an instant erection. Dan realised he had found my erogenous zone on first strike. My hands moved across his broad shoulders as I started to undo his shirt buttons, as I reached the button button I moved my hands inside the open shirt and ran them up towards his shoulders pushing the shirt over them to reveal his body and those tattoos. A tribal tattoo that run down his left arm, paw prints over his right breast that ran down towards his groin area. I commented on his tattoos and how amazing they looked as I inspected the tribal tattoo further, embedded within I counted 3 biohazard tattoos that were designed to mix in perfectly. I knew what they meant and commented on how well designed it was circling around each biohazard symbol, "Ahh, you noticed them." he said looking at me "You know what they mean?", I simply nodded and muttered "Yes, I know.".

***Okay guys, here are the last 2 chapters of this twisted story. I just wanted to lead it in the right direction and bring it to an end. Sort of.*** THE BOTTOM I woke up in my apartment, foggy, achy all over, stinking like a combination of a sewer, the floor of a darkroom at a bathhouse, and a dumpster. I guess that fits -cum dumpster, anyway. It took a few minutes to clear some of the fog, and then I reached over to the nightstand and checked my phone. Not for the time, but day. I literally had no clue what day it was or how many days I’d been voluntarily held captive. Six days. That’s how long I’d been gone. What’s worse is that no one in my ‘normal’ life seems to have noticed. No worried messages from so-called friends. Even my boss surprised me, leaving a message saying to take all the time I needed to feel better. Apparently at some point in my sex haze/ conversion fever I’d left a message that I was horribly ill. So at least I had a job to get back to. If I wanted it. Do I still want it? That life seems a world away and a lifetime ago. That’s not me anymore. I know who ‘me’ is and he’s a big ol’ slutty cumhungry hole for all men’s seed. Especially the sick ones. I’d grown to accept that the sicker the man, the hotter the fuck. For me, anyway. I got more enjoyment knowing that I was giving pleasure to sick and dying men, and allowing my body to receive and absorb their precious toxic loads into me. My hole was damaged beyond recognition, unrecognizable, and I loved what it had become. It was like a calling card. A man takes one look at a hole like mine and he knows what the deal is. Unfortunately, life really did return to normal after that. Once I’d fully recovered from the sexual torture I’d put myself through, I returned reluctantly to work. I couldn’t deny who I was, though. And I took every spare minute I had each day to take loads into me, some way, some how, some where. I got on all of the apps and posted messages on every classified I could to advertise my greedy pig hole, to any man who needed to drop his seed into a warm and willing vessel. Every single coffee break found me taking a load in one of the bathroom stalls in my office. I don’t know whose dick I was getting, but they’d seen my ad and why should I turn them down just because we work together? We both got what we need. Well, more than ‘both’. I took at least seven different cocks at work at various times over the three weeks after I returned to work. What can I say -my ass has terrific sense memory. And on lunch breaks I sometimes raced several blocks over to put my ass up to a glory hole either at one of the book stores or bath houses in the area. I swear, I smelled like sex and cum every day at work. But either no one else noticed or they didn’t care. Or they’d already fucked me so they just decided to keep our secret. Surprisingly, I didn’t hear from any of the guys who had used me while I was converting. It’s like they all just up and disappeared. I thought about them often, after all they were a part of me and they’d all given me a gift. How could I not feel some sort of connection? After three weeks, though, everything changed. For better or worse depends entirely on your perspective. While I was moderately happy living my mundane daily life, with the thrilling interludes of anonymous sex at different times throughout the day, I still didn’t feel fulfilled. I needed more cock. More cum. More hours in the day to devote my body to it’s ultimate destiny. I wanted, dreamed, of giving up my regular life and spending all day every day getting fucked senseless, used like a cheap whore, dumped in, and basically just treated like a useless cumdump piece of slutty trash. I know, it sounds stupid. Most people spend their lives dreaming of moving up in the world, and my only aspiration was to sink even lower into the gutter. It felt like I was spending too much of my days feeling like a fraud. Feeling like I was not being true to myself, my real self. I needed to release myself from the shackles of polite and productive society and surrender to the pig that I knew lived inside of me. The pig who was screaming and desperately trying to claw his way out. The pig was winning. 2. I started off slowly. I added an extra day off to my work week, so now I had three days to live as a full-time whore. And live I did. I would literally spend every waking moment of those days getting fucked and bred. If it wasn’t at a book store or bathhouse, where I always took multiple loads into my pig hole, then it was at my place or some strange guys place, or a back alley, public bathroom, cruising park -you name a place, I got fucked there! In general, each of those days off resulted in me taking a minimum of 25 loads into my destroyed hole. Often more. I always ached for more, and really only allowed myself a few hours sleep on those nights just so I could get more cum in me. So in those three-day long weekends, I usually got between 75 and 100 loads up my filthy whore hole. And it still never felt like enough. Going back to work every Monday morning was sheer torture and agony. It felt so deviant to me now. Just plain wrong. I knew the more time went on that I would not be continuing like that for long. After a month and a half of this behavior, everything changed. While I was ass-up to the glory hole at the book store, my door rattled. Someone wanted in and they were persistent. I’d long since lost my inhibitions, so while still riding that heavenly anonymous dick, I reached out and unlatched the door. To be honest, I don’t remember even closing and locking it. I certainly hadn’t planned on it. I wanted everyone to know that I was open for business. With the door unlatched, it flew open and a man rushed in and closed the door behind him. He was tall and when I looked up I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was Wade! “There’s the little whore I created!” he yelled, loud enough for everyone there to know that I was taking loads. “Want some more?” “I always need more,” I panted, slamming my ass back hard onto the cock sticking through the hole and holding it there while the faceless man howled like an injured animal and drained his balls into my sloppy hole. “You need to get back to work?” he asked. I checked the time on my phone and reluctantly agreed that my lunch break was almost up. As if ignoring me, Wade fished his beautiful cock out of his pants and waggled it at me. It was nearly fully hard, but still had some flexibility so it flopped around invitingly at me. My mouth watered and my hole contracted, clearly my body was speaking for me. “You’re going to be late,” he said gruffly. I didn’t care if I ever went back at that point. I opened my mouth to get a taste of him, the precum was slicking up his nice cock head, but he pushed my head away before I got a chance. “Nah, I want that ass,” he told me, spinning me around and driving balls-deep into me. I threw my head back, moaned loudly so all of the guys could hear me, and hissed, “Yessss.” After a few long-dicking strokes, I looked back over my shoulder. “I was worried I’d never see you again,” I told him. I wasn’t emotional about it, or attached to him, but I definitely would never turn away his cock or load. Or any of his friends who had used me. Even the damn dog! “I had some business with Big Ed. Well, we had business,” he noted, tightening his grip on my hips and slamming me even harder. “Unfortunately he didn’t keep his nose clean and got sent back to the slam. Strike three, that guy is down for the count this time.” “That’s too bad,” I managed to say through the powerful thrusts. “I would have loved to get fucked and bred by him lots more times.” “You mean that, whore?” he asked me. “Absolutely.” “I’m glad to hear that. You see, I owe Big Ed. And there was really only one way he told me my debt could be re-payed to him in full,” he said, holding deep and swiveling his hips to dig around inside me with that awesome meat prod. I really wasn’t paying much attention to the conversation, just enough to get through it. The only thing that mattered, that ever mattered, was the dick in my ass. “How’s that?” I asked. “What does he want from you?” Wade slammed me really hard several more times before driving deeper than ever before, growling in the back of his throat, and as his balls emptied into me, he grunted, “You.” I enjoyed the feeling of every volley of his load shooting up inside me, every expansion and contraction of his dick up my hole, every hot sweaty second that our bodies remained joined until his balls were fully drained into me. And then I clued into what he’d said. “Me?” I asked in surprise, standing up fully while still impaled on him. “I’m sorry, really I am,” he told me regretfully, easing his cock out of my ass and stepping back. After stuffing his cock back into his pants, he disappeared out the door so quickly it was almost as if he was never there. The throb in my hole and the massive load leaking down my inner thighs told me that he hadn’t been an illusion. I was totally confused about what he’d said to me, and suddenly wanted to get out of there. Something didn’t feel right -why was he apologizing to me? I got my clothes back on and, instead of going back to work, I rushed to my apartment -only to find the building surrounded by cops! Figuring there had been some incident with a tenant, I just went on my way in, but was stopped at my own apartment door. Which was open and crawling with cops! I was immediately seized, cuffed and dragged out to a cruiser where I was left for hours until finally someone came and read me the whole bullshit about remaining silent, blah, blah, blah. My mind was spinning, but by the time I was able to focus I managed to figure out that they had gotten an anonymous tip that I had drugs in my apartment. A rather large amount. And a weapon that had been used in a shoot-out. And then I knew what had happened. And why Wade had apologized to me. He’d planted the drugs and gun for Big Ed. Why? I found out why after I was convicted and sentenced, and sent to the scariest prison around, for the worst of the worst. I was terrified as I made my way through the throngs of men who eyed me like the fresh meat that I was, and found my cell. I could see a man on the top bunk but paid him no attention whatsoever. The only way I knew to survive this was to keep me head down and avoid eye contact. I was too busy worrying about how I would live through the night to worry about my roommate. That is, until he hopped down and stood smiling down at me. “Glad you could join me,” Big Ed said, wearing the biggest grin I’d ever seen. “You and I are going to have lots of fun now.” THE END

I prefer my sex partners to be SANE, OPEN and HONEST. That usually means discussing status. Not knowing doesn't turn me on. On the other hand, someone who is able to stand by his status, actions and preferences shows me he has his shit together and can act like a man. That is a million times hotter. I have knowingly seeded both neg and poz guys, but that doesn't mean I will seed ANY neg guy or ANY poz guy.

Nervous to say it but I'll say it. Thursday I went back to the sex club and cleaned myself out perfectly before I left the house. When I arrived there was almost no one there and I counted two other guys there. I was on my phone for a while cruising and looking for dick while waiting for some to arrive. I played with a few guys who arrived shortly and sucked their dick for a little bit but I guess they wanted to save their load. More guys starting coming in so I went to my car and changed into my daisy dukes and left my shirt off hoping to attract some guys. It worked. I sucked a guy off in the stair area and damn he had a nice dick. I went a bit farther though and went into the blackroom. A guy started sucking my cock really big beefy bear guy and rubbed my cock against his ass but I wasn't into that. A few other guys came in and I made out with some of them, groped their cocks and they groped mine and I was soon on my knees going back and forth between a few different cocks. Even though I had no idea what the guys looked like I got some feel of what they looked like by their arms, legs, body, and size. One of them brought me up and kissed me a little bit more, (had a really big busy beard) and started rough fingering my ass and I kept moaning and the other guys seemed really excited. He pushed me on my knees and fucked my face like it was his own personal pussy and gave me a huge load to swallow. It tasted really good. Some of the other guys came on me as well . I cleaned the cum off me in the bathroom and moved on. I later found out he was a hot trucker daddy bear. Fucking woof. I went back to the stair area and saw a military looking daddy there. I immediately got on my knees and started sucking him and he felt my ass and his dick grew harder and longer, until he stood me up and kissed me passionately. I asked him if he wanted to go in a room and he agreed. When we got in the room I was able to suck his big dick in private and he really loved playing with my ass while I was sucking him. We kissed a little more and he said he was going to fuck me. I asked him, "Are you negative or positive?". I never ask a guy if he is clean because that's such a broad question. He told me honestly, "I am undetectable and on medications.". I freaked out and thought about leaving but he said he would fuck me with a condom. He had a great dick and he was really hot and a great kisser and I was horny as hell. He was also honest. He used a little lube and then started fucking me. Damn it really hurt, he had a really big dick and I thought back to the other night where that top used poppers on me and slammed it in my hole and I felt like my body was floating and numb as he fucked my ass but even within that semi conscious state how I was able to relax my hole completely incase I would feel the pain later. I needed those poppers. But I have pretty good muscle control and always clean myself deep back there but rarely do I get a cock that is that big and that fucks me. I tried my best to relax but was not able to relax completely. This did not stop the top though. He fucked me rough and hard and would pull out all the way and slam it back in. While he was doing this he kept calling me a little bitch and telling me that I am his little bitch and that my hole belongs to him. While he was fucking me I saw a hot black daddy come in and he was watching me getting fucked like a bitch, I was moaning, even crying a little bit because it was so big and hurt a little, but I was taking the fuck this man was giving me. But I was taking it like a bitch not like a man. The top saw the black daddy come in the room and pulled out and let me suck on his cock. The black daddy already had a condom on and pushed inside. I rarely ever get fucked by black daddies or suck them because I am not the best deepthroater and as I said before I don't often get fucked (or do I want to?) get fucked by large dicks. I was crying and moaning as his schlong went inside my ass and I swallowed the tops dick all the way. They both fucked my face and mouth for all it was worth and they seemed to really get off on me being in pain and moaning and crying a bit. It did not take long for the black daddy to cum and he pulled out and left the condom on the floor. The top then pulled out of my mouth and put on another condom and shoved it in my ass and fucked me until he came and then he took the condom off and put it on the floor. I wondered if I would have been able to take it better if I was getting fucked raw by both of them. We talked a little bit afterwards and cuddled and spooned a bit. All the while I kept rubbing my ass against his hard raw cock. I was really horny. I told him that he probably would not fuck me raw. He told me he would not do that to me and we talked a little bit about him being poz and about barebacking, poz, and undetectable altogether. He once again confirmed that no one really wants to be poz. He cautioned me that the road I am going down I will likely end up poz someday because men lie and barebacking will lead to becoming poz. I guess I had a little bit of respect for him for being so open and honest about himself and his status and even telling me he was undetectable before he fucked me. He did admit to me that he does have a lot more sex being poz and that he usually only fucks poz guys or if guys "don't ask" his status and offer their ass he fucks them. Maybe it was bonding with this man, the fact that I felt safer and open, around him, but I begged him to fuck me. He did not hesitate and his dick was rock hard and red and I could tell he and it wanted nothing more then to fuck me like the bottom slut I am. I got on my back again and felt his raw dick enter me and open up easier this time. Damn it felt better but it still did hurt. I'm not used to anything that long going back that deep but he kept calling me a bitch boy and told him he was going to take my ass. He went back to pulling out all the way in and slamming it back in to torture me and said he wants me to feel his cock in me the next day when I am sore. He then flipped me over and when I was on my belly he pushed his raw dick all the way inside me and started fucking me. I kept moaning, crying, sighing, and went into sensual overload having that giant cock fuck me raw and his body pin me down and make me take it. After he fucked me for a good while he pulled out and had me suck his cock. He came in my mouth. He told me he would not cum in me even though he is undetectable because although it lowers the viral load it still leaves a chance and he did not want to do that. Then again so does technically fucking me raw. He thanked me and I thanked him and I gave him my number and I left. I was past my curfew though but it was a very enlightening and amazing night. And yes I did take a few loads in my mouth even though none up my ass and I got fucked with a rubber for a little bit at one point. So this is relevant, just long, textwall-ish, and probably ranty But now I am starting to think about undetectable guys...

Hit Midtown Spa last night looking for loads and to give a couple. It seemed kinda slow, but I was laying on my bed ass in the air and had a hot older (50's) latin guy come in and start to massage my ass. I turned around and told him to cum inside. He closed the door, dropped his towel and he had a beautiful thick uncut cock that was the same size as a redbull can. He started to go to my town eating my ass, his goatee felt amazing on my ass as his tongue fucked loads of spit into my ass. He crawled onto my back and grabbed his poppers and asked if I wanted some. I told him I've never tried them before and he said I should take a big hit b/c he was about to fuck my ass full of cum! I took a whiff and immediately felt like I was swimming. He took the opportunity to slide his thick cock balls deep in my ass! He started to pound and long dick my tight ass. I felt it, but it didnt hurt like I thought it would. It was amazing. He fucked me for a good 15 minutes, then he pulled out, put my ass on the edge of the bed and dove right back in, he was VERY verbal and told me to take his big daddy dick and that he loved my tight white boy ass and he was gonna breed me deep. He never asked if I wanted a condom or not, he started to pound me faster and faster and talking very dirty to me. I was in hog heaven. Still hitting the poppers he kept fucking me hard. All of a sudden he moaned and slid in all the way in and unloaded a HUGE load deep in my ass. He stayed in me for a couple minutes telling me he loved my ass and it was the best he'd had in a long time. He pulled out, and grabbed his towel from the ground, and as I turned over, I asked his status he said, neg. He then turned, opened the door and that's when I saw the bio hazard tattoo on his back between his shoulder blades. I was in LOVE! Not sure why he lied, but still think it was hot.