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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.

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.

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!!!!

There are a lot of guys who plan their conversions and others who never know it’s happening, but I was part of that middle group who hadn't really planned it but let themselves get carried away in the heat of the moment. Like most guys I started out practicing safe sex almost exclusively, except for those rare occasions where I knew the top well, and knew he was neg. After all, who wants to get sick, right? But as time went on I found safe sex less and less satisfying, and began to bareback more, although always with guys who were disease-free. Then I discovered the old bug share site and found that the idea of getting pozzed turned me on. I had no real interest in the reality of it, but the fantasy of being pozzed led to many a hot jack off session. I also found the thought of being pozzed made those occasions where I took raw cock even more intense. I wasn't a bug chaser by any means, but my lustful desires were beginning to drive riskier behaviors. One night I was online at BBRT looking for some action and spied an advertisement that looked to be very close to me. When I clicked on the guy's photos my cock went instantly to full-hard as this stud was the man of my dreams. Well built, without being a gym rat, handsome as heck, and seriously hung. Possessed by lust, I never really looked beyond his pictures in his profile before I hit him up, and and as it turned-out he had just moved into my apartment building so he was literally next door. We agreed to meet and I logged off, grabbed a quick shower, cleaned myself out, got dressed and headed over to his place. When he opened the door it was clear this pictures didn't do him justice. My cock, which was already hard and leaking precum, got even harder. He invited me in and within minutes we were making out hot and heavy on his couch, hand groping each other’s cock. He then stood-up, and invited me to the bedroom where, upon arriving, he slowly undressed me, driving me wild with his touches and kisses. "God, your hot" he told me as he licked the precum from my cock. Suddenly he paused and asked "Dude, you know I'm poz right?" My heart stopped. I certainly had not noticed that little detail, didn't and I really didn't want to get pozzed, but a part of me got even more turned on when he said it. It was weird. I knew I didn't really want the bug but a part of me did, and suddenly that part had an opening. "No man, I didn't" I said "and I'm neg. Kinda like to stay that way, you know?" "It’s cool" he said "Normally I make sure guys know I'm poz before they show up, but you were so close and it all happened so fast." "We can still have some fun though if you want" he said "Yeah, man I'd love to, just so long as you know I won't be sucking you or fucking tonight." "No problem" he said, adding "there are lots of ways to play." As I was already nude he stood up and invited me to undress him, which I did slowly, trying to build the same excitement in him he had in me. When opened his pants I discovered an obscenely huge bulge in his briefs with a perfect thick cock head that was leaking precum sticking above the elastic waistband. It was the cock of my dreams and I wasted no time completely removing his shorts, and working his balls and shaft with my tongue, oh so careful to stay away from the poisonous tip. Soon we were on the bed, I was on my back and he had my cock deep in his mouth, giving me the blow job of a life time. I was moaned and squirmed, what few inhibitions I had were being overcome by raw lust. So, when he crouched over my body in a '69' position, his perfect cock dangling over my face, I wanted to taste it sooooo bad. As he worked my cock I worked his shaft and balls, but not surprisingly our mutual movements frequently brought the tip over my mouth, giving me a taste of his poison necter. God, it tasted good. And the fact it was leaking poz juices only turned me on more. I soon lost control and begin deep-throating him with a passion I'd never before possessed. His automatic and natural response to my sucking was to begin fucking my face, pushing his rod deep in my throat. As he sucked me his fingers probed towards my hole and began to massage it causing me to emit low groans of pleasure. Sensing he'd found something, he asked me if I liked being rimmed. "FUCK YEAH!!" was my immediate response and he quickly rolled me over onto my stomach and lifted my ass into the air. His tongue found my pussy fuck-hole and began working it, causing me to moan and squirm even more. God, I wanted his cock sooo bad, but I knew it was a decision I'd regret. Then his tongue was joined by fingers and he began opening my boy pussy up spreading it wide. The sensations were indescribable and I'd never wanted to be fucked so bad in my life. "God you have such a tight perfect ass" he moaned "I'd love to feel it wrapped around my cock." "Me too" I told him. "How about I just push in once get the feel and pull out?" I swear my body shook and a chill came over me. I wanted his cock more than I'd wanted anything in my life, especially since it was poz and although my last bit of rational thinking fought against the invitation, I found myself thinking I wouldn't get pozzed from 'one penetration'. "In and out once nice and easy right?" I asked. "Yeah man" he said "nothing you don't want." I felt his cock head rub my now opened and dripping boy cunt and I whimpered slightly. He started pushing in and as his 9" long shaft worked its thick head inside me constant whimpers escaped my throat. My body shaking as I contemplated that this was a real poz cock sinking its way inside me. He sunk it deep and worked it around a bit not fucking me but not pulling out either. "Mmmmm you're hot" he moaned in my ear "you like that in there?" "Ohhh God FUCK YES!" I moaned rocking my ass on his shaft a bit. "You want me to fuck you don't you?" he asked, grunting "You want me to shoot that hot load deep inside you?" Every fiber of my being wanted to reply with a firm 'No' but, lust had taken over. All of my poz fantasies were coming true and reality no longer mattered. "Yes please fuck me" I whispered, hoping he wouldn't hear me. "What was that, boy?" he asked, as his cock slid about half way out then back in deep against my prostrate. "YES, FUCK ME" I cried out and he unleashed his monster cock on my neg ass. Holding me tight he began fucking deeply and I knew his brutal thrusts were doing more than stretching my hole. They were tearing me open creating a path for the bug into my system. There was going to be no escaping it. I lost myself in the lust of it all begging him to fuck me fully yielding my body and my being to him. He was atop me having mounted me so he could fuck his shaft in deeper and harder and he began to whisper in my ear. "You want that poz load don't you boy? Want that neg hole of yours converted don't you?" Totally lost in the moment I responded "Yeah man give it to me poz my fucking hole - ohh fuck ohh fuck." I sensed his rhythm change his cock swelling even more inside me. "Here it comes, man" he moaned in my ear. "POZ ME man GIVE IT TO ME" I cried out as he exploded inside me, filling my hole with his poz cum. The excitement resulted in a no-hands explosion, in what was arguably the strongest orgasm of my life. After we were both spent. I lay there, his cock inside my ass, as I contemplated what I'd just done. I was thinking about dashing off to the bathroom in the vain hope of washing his poison cum from my hole, but he showed me his thick cock tinged with my blood and I knew it was useless, so instead of retreating, I wallowed in his arms. Before long his cock stiffened again and found its way back to my hole. As he fucked another load into my hole, I remember feeling dirty and ashamed I had allowed him to make me into a poz cum dump, but at the same time I loved every minute of the experience. Sure enough it took and a month or so later I came down with the fuck flu. I was another notch on his belt but more to my interest, under his tutelage I became a full blown cum dump pussy boy taking all comers.

I was on the way to another meet. This guy said he was into long sleazy fisting sessions. Into chems. They all say that but when it got to the crunch it never turned out that way. I'm Mark. 6ft 32w and 12 stone of pure muscle. Intimidating to look at but complete sub between the sheets. I like it hard and rough. I've been searching for the last 6 months for a sleazy hard chem session. No hold barred. This was hopefully going to be the one. I have placed an additional on Craigslist. Sub muscle bound guy looking to be used and abused. Make me fly. The sky's the limit. The wish granter had replied just the once 5days ago saying If you are truly to your address be at the old cement works rear entrance at 7pm Friday. Be naked and blind folded by the back gate of Trafford street . Don't be late. I had tried to send replies but nothing else was forthcoming. No messages came back. I was intrigued so here I was on my way. I arrived at five to seven and found the gate. It was used by the workers as the old staff enterance. I striped and placed my clothes in my rucksack and placed the blindfold over my eyes and waited. I was cold, nervous and excited. Time passed by. It seemed like ages but in reality it was only about 10 minutes. I felt his presence before I heard him. My body tensed at his presence. He was there but I did not know where he had come from. He spoke. This is your one and only chance to walk away. If you choose to stay you are agreeing to be used and abused as I see fit. You will have no say in anything that goes on here tonight. My only promise is that you will not be permanently harmed. If you agree to this place your hands together in front of you. His voice made my whole body stand to attention and at that point I knew that this was really going to happen. I raised my hands in front of me. I felt the handcuffs being secured around my wrists and a collar being placed around my neck. No further words were spoken as I was led forward be a lead that had been connected to the collar. I could sense that we had entered a building but I had no idea where or how long we walked. The floor was cold and hard. I felt him touch my shoulder to bring be to a stop. I could sense others present but nobody else spoke. I could feel pressure behind applied to make me kneel. Then I could hear a door being opened and someone approaching. Someone stopped in front of me and spoke. You have willingly come here this evening to fulfil your greatest fantasy. You have surrendered you body for our use. You will now be prepared. I was raised to my feet and I felt myslfe being placed in what appeared to be a sling in front of me. My feet were secured and my handcuffs were undone and my hands were secured . A gaggle was placed in my mouth and secured. I could not move or talk. I felt my arm being tied off and felt a sharp scratch. Before I really understood what was happening the tie was removed and I got the taste of metal. I gasped and my heart went into overdrive. I coughed hard for what seemed like ages and then I felt really at peace. I knew this time was not like the other times. My ultimate fantasy was to come true. All of a sudden my body came alive. I felt hyposensative. Every nerve in my body felt like electric. My ass was on fire and the fire needed extinguishing. I needed to be used and I needed it now.

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'm a bartender so I work nights but I can host weekdays during the day at my place in Santa Clarita, CA. Unfortunately, the main disadvantage of being a bartender is that I'm free when everyone else is working and vice versa. I have however, thanks to a DoubleList Ad, found a fuck buddy who is able to come over and fuck me a couple of times a week. Like myself, he is married and states that condoms are a must. He's handsome, well built and well hung so even with a condom on he's a great fuck and I always cum at least a couple of times when he fucks me. He's got great stamina and loves to fuck so he's my kinda guy. But this last week, things seemed to change. He came over on Monday morning and asked that I wait for him face down, ass up but not lubed because he wanted to eat my ass. I love getting rimmed and so I waited for him on all fours. Sure enough, he came in, started caressing my ass and began to rim me like only he can. As he ate my ass, I could hear the crackling of the condom wrapper and looked back to see his shoulders moving, indicating that he was putting the condom on. "There's lube on the nightstand" I offered. "Ok" he responded, but resumed rimming me. He got up and I immediately felt his huge mushroom head pushing against my tight hole. I knew that there wasn't enough lube on my ass and the pressure hurt. I was about to complain when 2 things happened simultaneously; his cock head pushed past my hole's resistance and I felt the sharp snap of the condom breaking from the lack of lubrication and the tightness of my ass. He froze when the condom snapped but didn't say a word. I didn't want to call attention to the rubber because I've been wanting to feel his bare cock for a while now. Instead I said, "Thanks for giving me a moment to adjust, you forget how big you are ha ha." "Oh yeah, no worries. Are you ok with this?" He asked. And in agreement, I said, "Oh yeah, definitely, but please go easy, your cock can do some damage ha ha". He kissed the back of my neck and slid more of his cock in me. Once he was balls deep in my ass, he pulled all the way out and drizzled lube on his cock. I wish he'd done that before but I think that, all along, his plan had been to cause the condom to break. Soon, we were both in a comfortable rhythm and his thick 8" hole wrecker was pounding my prostate and getting me close to orgasm. By this time, I could clearly feel the ragged ends of the split condom which was now a sort of cock ring rolled at the base of his cock. His thick bare shaft felt amazing and I was loving every stroke. I told him that I was getting close and he said that so was he. A few more strokes and I couldn't hold back and I started cumming really hard and my ass tightened on his cock and essentially milked the cum out of him. I could feel volleys of hot cum spraying against my inner walls and I knew that his unprotected cock had just shot his cum straight into me. He collapsed on my back and just held me for a few minutes while his cock plugged me and eventually deflated and slipped out. He jumped up, ran to the bathroom and flushed the condom. I could tell that we were not going to discuss the fact that he had just stealth bred me. I was tempted to shove a couple of fingers in my ass and dig out his cum and show him but I knew that could potentially ruin a good thing so I just smiled as he got dressed in front of me. His chiseled torso shining with a light cover of sweat and his thick cock hanging down with a bead of post-cum on the top made me kneel before him and suck his cock head in and savored my ass juices and his cum commingled on his cock. He placed his hand on my cheek and caressed me as I looked up at him and he smiled down at me. "Thanks, I really needed that. Can we do that again on Wednesday?" He asked. "Of course," I replied enthusiastically, "you know you're welcome anytime you want to come over and use my ass to get off in." "Fuck yeah, I like knowing that that's my ass now. I'll see you Wednesday morning, wait for me on all fours but go ahead and lube up this time. I feel bad that I think I hurt you but I just needed to get in you. I'll treat your ass better next time, I promise." I walked him to the door, he squeezed my ass and said, "This ass is mine now, but I'll treat it really good." After he'd left, I shoved a couple of fingers in my ass and sure enough, there was a huge load of cum inside me. I won't say a word, but I'm definitely letting him stealth me from now on ha ha.

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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.

@sirlancelot21 - In terms of the active ingredient, poppers formulations that you can find for sale (in the U.S.) will be one of these: amyl nitrite (not amyl nitrate, a controlled substance) isoamyl nitrite butyl nitrite isobutyl nitrite isopropyl nitrite cyclohexyl nitrite cyclopentyl nitrite The only way to know exactly what you’re getting is to read the fine print on the bottle label before you buy. You can’t go by brand, because sometimes different manufacturers sell nearly identical products with different formulas, and even a single manufacturer may change the formula based on region or supply. Avoid poppers containing isopropyl nitrite. These have been positively associated with eye damage. Pure cyclohexl and cycopentyl formulas are notorious for headaches, although in mixture with isobutyl nitrite (Super Rush) I have not experienced this. You don’t say why you can’t use Rush - what specific problem are you having?

I object to the wording of the question - “How many loads should a good bottom take” - the way I take issue with all questions that assume there’s such a thing as a “good bottom”. What does that even mean? As opposed to what? An evil bottom? A disobedient bottom? A disrespectful bottom? A bottom who tells terrible jokes during fucking? (Yeah, that would be bad.) What actually constitutes a good bottom versus a bad one? The quality of the ass? The skill in taking cock? The endurance over long rough fucks, or a heavy gangbang? The OP here clearly infers that the number of loads taken is a quantifiable criterion, but many of the answers amount to “a good bottom takes whatever he can get”. Well, so, one assumes, does a “bad” bottom, so is there any point in making a distinction in the first place? I’m not saying that all bottoms are identical. Any Top will tell you there’s good ass and there’s not-so-good ass. Some of us take our service seriously and constantly try to improve our skills, while others do not. But the competition between bottoms is noxious enough already without dividing us up into “good” and “not good”. Apologies to the OP for the threadjack - to answer the question, I believe a bottom should take as many loads as there are Tops wishing to use him - if he’s a service bottom. For casual, recreational bottoms, it’s a matter of meeting their limitations.

I treat them exactly as I did HIV - an occupational hazard of being a total whoring slut and breeding bitch. And worry about getting them just as much - don't give a fucking shit if is in any way going to get in the way of raw cum and piss being fucked deep into my raw cunt and throat. 😈😉 I don't go in for that "collecting" them as while the idea of having loads of stis might be a turn on for some (I not judging in any way) the reality of having any of them is anything but. And I am a fucking selfish greedy cunt when it comes to stis - you can't have mine, fuck off and get your own lol. Checked every time I have my HIV bloods done and get anything found dealt with before getting back in the sling lol. Had most of them. Chlamydia, gonorrhoea syphilis (twice) and Hep C once (cleared via the usual course of interferon

Can't wait to see more chapters!

Great story. Maybe in a while Stevie can reminisce about the weekend in the 'special place'! 😉

Biggest guy i've been bred by said he was 12". All i know is that he bred me in key west in front of a bunch of guys. He fucked me so deep it was hours before his cum leaked out of me. After he bred me i offered up my ex and he came for the 3rd time in his ass. His hole was gaping so big i fisted him afterward.

Hot, Hot ,Hot

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

Is that how they say "Pics or it didn't happen" in the Netherlands? Challenge accepted.

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

Met a guy on grindr this morning. Head down, hood on, ass up. Came in and dumped a nice load in me. Hes a quiet cummer and left without saying a word. He did snap a pic or 2 though.

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.

Went to the ABS in Little Neck, Queens, a few weeks back. Sucked four really nice dicks through the gloryholes - two were long enough to get deep into my throat, one was fat as hell and the last had a great head! The annoying thing was that ALL FOUR pulled out when they were ready to nut and shot their loads on the floor. WTF?!? I was pissed off as all hell. What the hell is wrong with men? Next time I go I'm bringing a Sharpie and plan to write on the walls "FEED THE COCKSUCKER! HE WANTS IT!" What a frustrating experience!

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.

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.

Part 3 Todd began to grunt which friend into now if a howl as I felt his cock grow harder and then I could feel his cock spasm inside my hole m as he exclaimed, “FUCK! FUCK YEAH! FUCK, TAKE MY DIRTY CUM!” I heard one of the guys who was standing next to us and had witnessed my getting fucked say, “Breed that bitch, give him your charged load.” I heard another guy yell, “Fuck yeah Todd, poz that neg ass.” I was trying to figure out what they meant with each comment when Todd resumed fucking me, his cock still rock hard as he let me know, “Now I own you, I own your ass” which he punctuated when a couple deep, hard thrusts. Todd fucked me for a good 10 minutes before he paused, put his arms under me and told me, “Put your arms around my neck and wrap your legs around me.” In this position Todd was able to pick me up. He continued to fuck me as he carried me over to this ‘swing’ like contraption I heard someone referred to as a ‘sling’. He placed me I the leather seat while a couple of the guys watching us helped by putting my legs I the stirrups. Todd was now standing as he continued to fuck me as I lay in the sling. The sling seemed to give him an advantage allowing him to fuck me deeper. He made sure that every stroke he made inside my ass was looking, deep and with purpose as he said, “Yeah, you’re starting to feel it, you’re starting to feel my DNA burrowing into your body. You feel my DNA becoming part of you. Soon it will start to take over your thoughts, your desires, your dreams and your fantasies.” His words danced through my head. All my random thoughts began to fly out of my head as Todd's words began to dominate my thoughts. He smiled at as he continued to fuck me working the cum he deposited inside me into the walls of my ass. As strange as it sounded when Todd spoke of it, it felt like his sperm was burrowing into my cells. I could tell that his DNA was working is way into all parts of my body, working into my brain, taking over my thoughts. I was starting to feel different, I was starting to think different. My mind was focused only on Todd’s words and actions as he worked his cock in and out of my ass. I began to work my ass muscles tightening my ass muscles as Todd was pulling out and relaxing my ass when he pushed in. Surprisingly my mind was thinking about getting him to breed me again. I could tell by the expressing on his face that he could feel what I was doing with my ass. He smiled and said, “That's my little bitch, work that ass. You want more of my dirty cum?” My only answer as he continued to fuck me was a nod is my head ‘Yes’. He continued, “Not to worry, I’ve got plenty my charged seed for you, able once I’m certain that I’ve given you enough of my jizz to convert you I’ll let others fuck you.” He paused taking to me for about a minute as his breathing and the pace he was fucking me began to increase. His cock began to become harder and thicken as he continued, “What do you think? I figure they can fuck you for $10 and breed you for $25.” Again he paused, but only for a few seconds when he suddenly said as he was about to breedme for the second time, “FUCK! It doesn’t matter what you think. I own your ass and I plan on renting it out so you might as well get used to the idea.” I continued to milk his cock with my ass when suddenly Todd slammed his cock balls deep inside me. I felt his cock spasm letting me know he was breeding me again as he kissed me for the first time. My body responded as I let his tongue pushed into my mouth. As I was experiencing my first man-on-man kiss Todd’s words from earlier were still dominating my mind. His DNA was taking over and becoming part of me as I was trying to get more of his lips as we kissed me and he continued to slowly fuck me. While we were still kissing I started to think about what was really consuming my thoughts was a strong desire for another needle I my arm. This new drug he gave me, Tina he valued it, made me feel so good that I had to have more. For a split second I worried what Todd would think about me if I asked for another one so soon, but then the desire for the needle, the need for the drug won out and when we stopped kissing I sheepishly asked, “You think I can get another ‘shot’ of that new drug?” Todd answered me with a chuckle while he continued to slowly fucked me, “First of all the drug is called Tina. It’s also known as ice, clear, crystal or meth but it’s better know as methamphetamine. The needle is called a rig or point and the ‘shot’ you are asking about is known as a slam.” I now understand the reason behind his ‘chuckle' as I smiled and corrected my request, “Can I get another slam of Tina?” Todd grinned like the Cheshire cat sitting in the tree above Alice as answered, “Absolutely, I signs use another slam myself.” Todd continued to slowly fuck me as a tourniquet was placed on my arm and a couple rigs seemingly appeared from no where. Todd stop me fucking to administer my slam telling me, “You will learn for to self administer how own slam when you start working.” I wasn’t sure what he meant by ‘working’ but I knew I was going to want to know how to make a administer my own slam. Todd wiped my arm with alcohol and explained as he was administering my slam, “Find a nice fat vein and slip the needle in, then pull the plunger back slightly getting a flash of red indicating your you’re in the vein then slowly empty the contents.” The tourniquet was snapped off and I began to cough while Todd administer his own slam. Then we were each handed a small glass of Gatorade with GHB. Todd explained, “GHB, better known as G, enhances the Tina and increases your horniness.” Right after we each downed our drinks Todd resumed slow fucking me as we kissed some more. He gradually picked up his pace as I flexed my ass muscles truly to milk another load out of him. With Todd’s silence and the way he was fucking me had me thinking he was teasing me. It was starting to drive me to the point I worked my ass harder and began ask him, “Are you getting tired? I need you did breed me again. I really wanted more of your special cum.” Todd just grinned at me and have me a couple of quick ‘jabs’ with his cock before responding to me, “You really want more of my special cum? Are you sure you really want me to give you the gift of my special gift?” I answered, “Fuck yeah give my your special gift.” This cause a couple of the guys watching Todd fuck me to laugh at one of them said ‘I bet you do’ and another said ‘Be careful what you ask for.’ Todd must have been holding out when he suddenly began to rabbit fuck me and within minutes free as ready to breed me for the third time. As his breathing began to pick up and I can’t his cock get harder and thicker Todd leaned his face close to mine to where we were almost touching when he asked me, “Do you really want my gift? Do you understand what is special about my cum? Why my cum is dirty?” I had no idea what he meant by his questions. All I knew was that I needed him to cum in my ass and breed me. I tightened my ass trying to milk that load out of him and said, “Fuck, just give me your cum and breed me.” Todd grunted out as I felt his cock throb as he fired his load deep inside me. He had a smirk on his face like along with several guys that had been watching us as Todd pushed my hands over my head he kissed me. While he was kissing me and held my hands over my head I was distracted and barely noticed it when my wrists were placed in restraints followed by my ankles. Todd pulled his cock out of my ass and said, “It’s time for your ass to make me some money. You can fuck the bitch for $10, and breed the bitch when your diseased cum for $25. Who wants to go first and help convert this pretentious rich boy into my poz whore?"

Free condoms! Haha... just kidding.

CHAPTER FOUR Through the eyes of Scotty: Dad, Dad I shout as I lay here in bed, having just woken up. Dry mouth, fever, sweating like I’ve run a marathon and a general ache throughout my body. It wasn’t long before Dad ran into my room, in only his briefs, which made me smile, regardless how crap I was feeling. Dad took one look at me and said damn son that was quick! What, what I asked not knowing what he was talking about. Before those words left my mouth I noticed his cock getting hard in his briefs. He still hadn’t responded to my question, while walking closer to me, removing his briefs exposing his hard drooling cock. He kissed me hard on the lips, pulled the covers off me and firmly grabbed me in a passionate embrace. Still having not answered my original question he rolled me over and rammed his tongue deep into my asshole, tongue fucking my hole, his morning stubble scratching my ass cheeks and ring. When my hole was nice and wet he rolled me onto my back and lifted my legs over his shoulders and rammed his positive fuck stick into me in one quick thrust. I was in so much pain, it hurt, like fucking killed but he didn’t even pause, he just went straight to fucking me so damn hard, like really pounding my hole. I’d never seen him like this, so turned on, so determined. Still struggling to understand what made him like this I asked again, what was going on? His response surprised me and instantly made the pain of his fuck go away and turn to lust. Dad looked me right in the eyes and said; simply put, I think you’re HIV positive son, I think it’s taking over your body. I love you son. I’m here for you no matter what, you need to understand that. My reply to him was simple, I shouted so loud - FUCK YES DAD! TOP ME UP, FILL ME WITH MORE OF YOUR POTENT TOXIC CUM. And that he did, right away he started grunting and pumping me full of his delicious dirty cum. I wrapped my arms around him and thanked him for everything he’s done for me and said I couldn’t wait to see what the future holds. Through the eyes of Dean: Dad, Dad I hear Scotty shouting from his room, he sounded panicked. I ran to him, tripping over the clothes I’d worn yesterday. When I got to his room I ran straight in, not knowing what to expect, his calls sounded so urgent. There he was, lying in bed, sweating profusely, flushed and worried. Fuck he looked ill. Instantly I knew the virus was taking over, fuck it was an amazing sight, seeing him like that, knowing the battle his body was going through, knowing I was the one to start that war, powerless to stop it, not that he or I would ever want that. Scotty seemed so confused, not realising what was happening, he’d not yet made the connection. That was the best part, I boned up instantly, walking to my sick confused boy I removed my briefs and let my aching drooling toxic cock spring free, Scotty’s eyes wide now, I kissed him hard and with not a moment to lose flipped him over and buried by tongue up his hole. I ate his amazing hole for a bit, getting it nice and wet, ready for the taking, savouring the musky smell between his tight cheeks. With his hole nice and wet I flipped him over, threw his legs over my shoulders with reckless abandon and forced my positive cock into his cunt. I fucked him so hard, with purpose, he was in so much pain, from the fuck flu and also my brutal attack on his hole. He looked up at me with his puppy dog eyes, wanting to know what the fuck was going on – once I told him I thought he was converting his demeanour changed instantly. He went from being like an injured and in pain foal to a wilder beast needing taming himself. His eyes dilated, grabbing onto my ass cheeks, pulling me and my toxic dick into him harder, not that I needed any help – I was pounding his ass harder than I’ve ever fucked a hole in my life. His wet insides and the knowledge he was converting had me blowing more toxic cum deep in his hole after around 10 minutes of plowing his amazing cunt. He was shouting so fucking loud, begging for my load, I genuinely believe the neighbours would have heard everything he was saying. Not necessarily a bad thing, given a hot gay couple live next door. I collapsed on top of him, panting, while the contractions in his ass milked the last of my demon seed from my cock. What an awesome start to the day. I told him we’d wait a few days and then go to a clinic and get him tested. He asked what would happen if the result came back as positive for HIV, my answer was simple, I’ve got heaps of nasty shit to show you, just wait baby boy.

We returned about an hour later. Tony was laying at the bottom of his cage mumbling incoherently. His hole was still dripping hot pink cum down his legs. The look from his eyes showed he was still tweaking like mad but I knew that he would soon be flying a lot higher again in minutes. Des and Gavin released Tony from his cage and helped him over to the bench that had been set up to the side. He was securely tied in place so that his hole was clearly visible and showing that it was in need of some use. Des then returned to Tony's side with another slam. Tony did not seem to notice anything until Des pulled the band from his arm and his eyes flew open wide and the coughing fit ensued. Stephen sat down on the chair between Tony's legs. He made sure the others as well as the Cameras had an unobstructed view. He started to lube his hands and his arms. He started by placing the lube bottle at Tony's entrance and giving it a good squeeze. Whilst he still had a lot of cum deep within his guts from the previous session Stephen wanted to ensure that he was not inconvenienced by such a mundane thing as not enough lube once he started his journey. Stephen then placed four fingers into Tony's well fucked hole and immediately started to turn the backwards and forwards. This caused Tony to yell out. Whether in pain at the sudden intrusion or desire for more Stephen did not care he just told one of the guys to shut him up as he had work to do and couldn't be listening to all the mumbling every time he moved a finger. Des quickly and expertly found a gag and by the time he had secured it around Tony's neck Stephen had his first fist inside the hot sloppy hole. Stephen kept twisting his fist backwards and forwards for a good 15 minutes before suddenly pulling his balled fist out in one sharp movement and ramming it in again. Even though he was well gagged you could see that this had Tony's attention. Stephen fist fucked the hole using alternate hands and after such a relatively short time there was no resistance as Stephens hole stayed open both hands were removed. Stephen picked up a different lube bottle. This one was heavily laced. He did not want to give the boy another slam so early but he needed his hole even hungrier that it already was. He put a generous amount on his hands and working it into his hole. It took Lees than a minute for the t to be absorbed and whilst it was obvious Tony's high was increased still further what the others could not see was that the temperature inside Tony's hole had shot right up. Stephen knew it was time to continue the journey. Stephen worked his fingers deeper into Tony's hole. It took seconds before he found Tony's second splinchter and it if finding it was quick then breaching it was quicker still. The t was doing its job. The splinchter gave a little quiver of resistance before Stephen was through and on his way again. In less than 15 minutes Tony's hole had opened up and Stephen was now sitting with his forearm buried inside his hole. He looked at the others who were all staring in awe at the sight before them. Stephen knew that this was the easy part. The next stages were more challenging. He slowly pulled his hand back to the entrance of the second splinchter and then he started to feed his other hand into Paul's hole. It was easy to get both hands in and to the second entrance but Stephen knew that even with all the t in Tony's system he would need a distraction for the next bit. He told Des to get the poppers and give Tony some good hits. Stephen waited till he could feel then take over the already muddled brain and he pushed both hands together past the second hole. It took a bit of gentle persuasion to get both hands there together but all off a sudden the resistance had gone and it felt like the hands were being sucked in. The gag was doing its job and keeping Tony muted but Stephen could see the who range of emotions Tony was going through by looking deep into his eyes. The dark glass like pools that were allowing Stephen deep into his sole. Stephen worked both hands around the second hole for some considerable time only withdrawing when he felt he needed more lube. Once Stephen was able to get both hands pass the second hole without any resistance he decided it was time to let the others have a feel. He knew that none of the others had ever fisted like this so he had made sure the groundwork had been done for them. Stephen got of the chair and nelt before Tony's hole. He got Gavin to kneel beside him. Stephen lubed Gavins right arm up and had him lay it over the back of his left arm. Stephen then guided both of there arms into Tony's hole by effectively giving Gavin a piggy back with his own arm. Stephen did not know who looked more astonished. Gavin or Tony but Stephen ensured that every one of the others felt the same experience before he decided it was time for the last bit. Stephen had been fisting Tony for well over 4 hours and it was nearly time to end this part of Tony's so called request as they still had 2 other emails to ensure we're dealt with. Stephen had one more thing to do. He relubed his arm and Tony's hole. He was not getting any more t for this bit but he made sure the poppers were to hand. He effortlessly pushed his left arm bank in Tony's hole until it was midway up his forearm before he felt any resistance. He slowly worked his arm deeper into the hole and he was elbow deep and he could feel Tony still tweaking which was causing involuntary twitches in his hole. Stephen then had Des feed Tony the poppers. 10 good snorts per side. Stephen did not need to be told Tony was ready he could feel it and whilst staring direct into Tony's eyes Stephen pushed past the last remaining barrier and Stephen could feel his arm being sucked in. In one momement Stephen was tricep deep into the now gaping, sloppy, pink lubed hole which at the beginning of the night could have repelled the smallest of butt plugs but now you would find difficulty getting a huge plug to stay in place. Stephen did not remain buried deep for long. He wanted to make sure he had ticked all Tony's criteria from his email. He pulled all the way out and at times it felt as if Tony's insides were fighting with him to keep him inside. Tony was untied and given some fluids and food. He was then taken by Des and Gavin and given a shower. He was then brought back to the cage and given another drink which knocked him out. The others went to get some rest before the next day when the next email would be explored. Punishment!

me too... and my "cringe" extends to terms like "manpussy" or "mancunt." That communicates ambivalence to me from the top, like he's not sure about who he is and what he is doing. "boypussy" or "boycunt" works because of the man/boy distinction. This hits on the reasons those terms effect me. For me, they are like a button and that evokes something psychological in me, like i become the invocation. It is indeed the sexualization aspect. The truth for me is my hole is much more of a sex organ than anything else, so i suspect part of the power of calling it a "pussy" or "cunt" is that it's just more accurate and affirming. i'm psychologically responsive to those terms no matter how they are delivered, but the most powerful for me is when my Top is simply matter of fact about it. He doesn't have to reinforce His term with forceful attitude or command. Tops need to breed, bottoms need to be bred. All a Top has to say to me is "I need to breed" and i am automatically His pussy. i love the mind fuck aspect of Him knowing that and using it. Faceload wrote: "Yes, "cunt" can be just its function, and avoiding the association with digestion is welcome. " Funny trick of nature that everyones sexual organ also serves as a waste removal system for the body. A woman's vagina is no exception with her monthly period. You never hear anyone refer to a womans vagina as a "blood hole" though.

I'd been working hard and had been seriously stressed out so I decided to take some much needed time off and decided to head to Las Vegas to relax at my condo and hopefully get fucked. Man, did I get way more than I expected. I got home, aired out the place and took a shower. I cleaned out really well in anticipation and once I was settled in, I smoked some weed and went online to look for that evening's entertainment. Being the usual workaholic that I am, I hadn't checked my email on any of my websites or apps in almost a month so I knew I'd have some catching up to do. I signed into BBRT and was greeted by almost two dozen messages. Right towards the top, one message in particular caught my eye "CumUnion - Las Vegas: Saturday May 16th." "Holy fuck," I realized, "that's tonight!" Right then and there I made up my mind to finally attend a CumUnion party. Over a week later I'm still in a post fuck glow. Ha ha ha. I decided to kill some time and had a few Jack and Cokes and smoked another bowl so I was pleasantly high and buzzing. At around 8:00 I ordered an Uber and headed over to Hawk's Gym. Luckily, there were a couple of rooms left so I got one towards the back facing the main corridor. After undressing, I went in search of some fun. I went into the dark room first and saw a couple of tall muscular bodies standing like wallflowers, each of whom was fondling a huge bulge under his towel. I made my way to a platform in the rear of the roomlooked like huge bulges under their towels. There's a platform made from sectionals which were positioned in the rear of the room. I walked over, dropped my towel and knelt on the platform, face-down, ass-up and pre-lubed for whoever wanted to fuck my tight hole. In less than 15 seconds I felt a huge, rough calloused hand stroking my ass cheeks and a thick finger shoved into my hole. I relaxed and enjoyed the ass play for about a minute when suddenly his hand retreated. The next thing I felt was a softball sized cockhead stretching my hole to its limit. I hit my poppers and felt my hole relax that final inch it needed for the huge cock to slide balls-deep inside me, filling me more completely than I had ever before felt. The cock must have been at least ten amazingly thick inches. The guy fucked me with a rough but steady rhythm. I still had no idea what he looked like and neither one of us had said a word. He fucked me roughly, grabbing my hips and squeezing my ass cheeks with each hand. The whole time I was hard as a rock and on the verge of cumming but I fought the urge to cum with every ounce of will power and gave into the shiver inducing pleasure, milking his cock, or at least trying to, given my hole was wrapped tight around his dick. He fucked me relentlessly for a few minutes and all too soon, he shoved in as deep as he could go and I could feel his huge cock pulsing and throbbing as he groaned and I felt a warmth spreading inside me letting me know that I was getting bred. He squeezed my ass tight, forcing me to clench my ass as he pulled out and I did not lose a single drop of his seed. I was flying from the poppers and as I lay there catching my breath, he walked away and all I saw was a manly silhouette as he exited the dark room. I lay there panting and was about to get up and stretch my legs when I felt the other guy who had just watched me get barebacked put his hand on my upper back, bent me over again and started slapping my hole with his equally impressive cockhead. With no further foreplay, he started sliding in with no more lube than what was already around my hole and I felt him go about another inch deeper than my first fucker. This new guy was out to get his nut and started almost hate fucking me. I loved every fucking second of his thick cock banging against my prostate and I started building up towards my own orgasm. This guy's brutal pounding was almost too much for me and I started groaning and moaning. He also fucked me for a few delirious minutes and as he hilted himself in me and started shooting his cum inside me. Icouldn't hold back and my own dick started spurting my own load. I collapsed onto my stomach as he held his dick in me until our respective spasms subsided. As he pulled out and walked out of the dark room, I turned and caught a glimpse of a tall bearded 20 something white stud with an impressive thick cunt wrecker leading his way. Draping my towel over my left shoulder, I walked back out into the main corridor where I caught a glimpse of a cock. I had been at CumUnion for only 20 minutes, and already had two loads inside my ass. I went in search of more loads, knowing the night would be amazing.

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.

Note from Toon: This is my very first attempt at science fiction. I'm one of those rare nerds who never got into Star Wars or Star Trek.When I was 15, one of my sisters gave me a collection of Ray Bradbury stories. I liked most of them. I could never compete with his writing skills, but this work of fiction is dedicated to him. For Ray PART ONE Greenville, Mississippi 1961 I was in my senior year of high school and just hoping to scrape by (by the skin of my teeth) and get a diploma. It had been a year of distractions. Mama had one of major nervous spells and was now in that ugly brick institution next to the woods. Daddy owned a hardware store downtown and was there almost always. I sometimes worked there, but he wanted me to focus on my studies so I could get into Ol' Miss. I'd already gotten my rejection letter, but hadn't told anyone. My other distraction was Carl -- my best friend since kindergarten. At thirteen, we'd started "messing around". It started with us just comparing our dicks - when soft and when stiff. It then progressed to yanking off together, followed by us yanking each other off. Just last year we started sucking each other's wangs. I liked it way to much. Just this past December, he'd corn-holed me in his tree house. It didn't hurt so bad and we both enjoyed it a lot. He always asked before he came if he could unload inside of me and I always said "Fill 'er up!" He taught me to smoke and could always sneak some of his daddy's booze up to the tree house. He was my favorite distraction in so many ways. The newest distraction, however, was Vena - our new maid. She came in every day but Thursday when Daddy and I went out to eat burgers and fries. She wasn't one to tell on me, but she was a religious woman and would look at me and say "Mm Hmm". She was a very pleasant, round black woman who made the best fried chicken you've ever had in your whole life. Wonderful desserts as well. I adored her despite her long, shameful looks at me after Carl and had been off on some adventure together. She liked it when I would sit in the kitchen with her and just talk about the world. We'd smoke cigarettes and chat away while the radio played her station. If she was in a really good mood, Vena and I would have afternoon cocktails in front of the TV so she watch her stories. She liked Daddy too because he paid her very well -- more then even some of his workers down at the hardware store, and her daughters were always welcome in our house. She'd usually have only one drink while I always had two or three. She also liked it when my 'girlfriend' came over to study. Becky and I had really never done much together except kiss. I played dumb and never took any of her hints about going further. Carl had a fake girlfriend too, One night, she stayed later than usual because Dad would be kept down at the store 'doing the books'. I didn't need a babysitter but I guess she had found something in my room and wanted to talk about it. "I tell ya somethin', Andrew...if ya'll want to keep secrets in your room then you best learn to clean it your own self." She'd found my rejection letter from Ol' Miss. "I take it your daddy don't know 'bout this?" "No." "You need to tell him." "I will." "Let's go sit on the porch...it's a nice evening and this house is gettin' stuffy." That's when we saw it. It was a rainbow of puke colors twisting in the sky. "Looks like the Northern Lights - but they shouldn't even be visible from here." "What cause that?" "It's got a name, but I don't remember it. (bad student, remember?) Supposed to be caused by the magnetic poles." But the colors didn't seem right. The photographs I'd seen in science books made the lights look very pretty. This, however, was particularly ugly. It seemed very close as well...like you could almost touch it. And then it changed -- you see thousands of thin strands twisting apart from the light. "It look like cobwebs, don't it?" It did. It seemed like they were raining down on the dense woods just outside town. "Maybe we should go inside. I smell something funny." "Oh that just Mr. Larry from next door. He was out sprayin' his bushes with a damn gas mask on. I ain't never seen nobody spray as much chemicals as that man." It was starting to make me sick so I told Vena I was going inside." "OK. There's some pie left. Your daddy should be home before too long." Vena made the best lemon creme pie I'd ever had. "There's over a half a pie left. Take it home to your family." "I just maybe might eat it all on the bus ride home, Andrew!" If Vena wasn't so wonderful, I might miss Mama a lot more. I walked over to the bar and made a pitcher of martinis. Vena arched an eyebrow. "You ain't but barely 18, boy - no need to start all that so soon. Don't be in a hurry to be a grownup - you gonna have to be one for the rest of your life." "It's for Daddy. I'm going to tell him about the letter when he gets home." "Mm Hmm. You do that. See ya'll in the morning." "Good night, Vena." She gave me a quick hug "Good luck, Baby." I decided to have a quick drink myself before he got home. I watched the night sky through the window, The lights were all but gone and I was relieved. I called Carl's house from the kitchen phone. "Hello?" "Evening, Mrs. Holland, is Carl there?" "Nope. He's out somewhere. I thought he was with you." "No," "Well, he should be home soon. I'll tell him you called. Good night, Andrew." So I just sat at the bar and had a cigarette and sipped a martini. And then another. I guess I always knew I'd be a smoker and a drinker when I grew up. I'd just be smart about it. Another hour passed and another pitcher was made. My drinking with Carl had built up a tolerance in me I guess. I saw his lights come up the driveway. I could tell by the way he slammed the car door that he was not in a great mood. Maybe I'd show him the letter tomorrow. He blustered in the front door. Yep - he was unhappy already. "Hi, Daddy. I made you a drink. Figured you might need one." "Goddamn right I do. Shit day." He was getting used to Mama not being around because he would never say swears in front of her. It occurred to me that she might never come home. "I might need you to come back to the store and help keep an eye on things. Some fucker has been stealing!" He was scratching the back of his neck furiously. "I can do that." "On top of it all, I got some kind of bug bite on my head and on my neck." "Mosquitoes? So early?" "Hell -they never leave. It was that or a spider. Power went off for a few minutes too. Did it go out here?" "No - but there was a weird magnetic storm over the woods tonight. Maybe a solar flare or something." "Take a look at the back of my neck, would ya?" I l did...it looked like a tiny blackhead is all. "Looks like a small bite is all. I don't think it was a mosquito though. It's not hardly red." "Christ. You been smokin'?" "Yeah." "Well, You're not a kid anymore. Your growth sure as hell can't be stunted now, I suppose." Dad drank fast and I poured him another. He never liked olives or lemon twists or cocktail onions in his drinks. I loved olives. I them poured one for myself. He shook his head. "I guess that Carl showed you how to drink too. Kid's bad news, Andy. I told you that from the start." "But aren't you glad I'm not hiding it?" "I s'pose. I need you to do me a favor, Son." "Sure." "I need you visit your mother tomorrow. It's been too long. It's been too long since she seen you." "I've written her, sent cards -- she never wrote back. She has never called neither. I know they're allowed to use the phone if they want to." "But you miss her, right?" I shrugged. "You only get one mother, Andrew. It might do her a world of good to see you." I knew better than to mention he hadn't been to see her in months. "Vena left you two pork chops, green beans and mashed potatoes in the fridge. I can warm it up for you." "Don't bother -- I'll just drink my dinner tonight. We got any of them spicy nuts left?" It got to be near 10 o'clock and Daddy had already gone to bed nearly an hour ago. I stayed up in case Carl called, but the drinks had made me tired. I lingered a bit and watched the TV news a little before finally going upstairs. Damn Carl. Where could he be so late on a Thursday night? Who was he with? As I passed by Daddy's room, I heard him groan. He was prone to nightmares sometimes. But no. I could hear his bed springs sing out and the unmistakable sound of him yanking off. I knew everybody did it. But I'd never heard him do it. So weird. He was really, really enjoying himself. I left quickly and went to brush my teeth. Both me and Vena and a few other people thought he was screwing Miss Leibert from the the bank. I remember Vena saying "He a right handsome man - if he was to have an affair with that cheap-ass woman, I wouldn't even be surprised." I guess he was getting all he needed from his right hand now. PART TWO Mom's car had pretty much become mine now. I gave myself permission to skip school that Friday morning. Vena was surprised to find me still in bed when she arrived. "What in the hell, boy?" "Leave me be, Vena. I'm goin' to visit Mama this morning." She sucked her teeth and thought a minute. "You sure you ready for that? It been awhile." "Yeah. It's no big deal. Last time I was there, she didn't seem to know who I was." "Your daddy know 'bout this?" "He's the one making me go." "Get up and get ready. I'll make you some breakfast and then I got to go to the grocery." I didn't bother with a shower because I just didn't care about what any of those nut house people thought of how I looked like. I just put on the smoke-soaked clothes from yesterday. I got downstairs to keep Vena company while she cooked. "Did you even bother to comb your damn hair? Wash your face?" "No. Why bother?" "Ain't got no time for this horse shit, Andrew. I got a bunch of bug bites waitin' for the bus last night." "Look - you can take my car to the market. I'll just wait til you get back." That cheered her right up. She put some pancakes down in front of me with a glass of milk and a glass of pineapple juice.I gave her my keys and she started to walk out. "Oh I almost forgot. My youngest drew a picture for you." She pulled it from her purse. It looked like a worm with teeth and legs. She'd written 'FoR AndREw' at the top. "She knows how to spell already?" "Oh she's a smart one. Knew all her letters by three. She impresses the hell out those ladies at the preschool." "Is it a bug?" "I don't never ask her what somethin' is - I just tell her it good. It's to build her seff esteem." "I like it. I'll draw something for her too." "That'd be real sweet. I should be back in an hour. I got to pick up some dry cleanin' for your daddy first." As soon as she left, I dumped the breakfast in the trash and went over to make myself a coke with whiskey in it. Wasn't no way I was gonna visit that place without a drink or two in me. No sooner had I made the drink and lit a cigarette than I heard a knock on the patio door that led to the back yard. I somehow knew it was Carl. I mean, who else? It was. I held the smoke in my mouth and opened the sliding glass door. Was I mad at him? He never called. I guess we'd never put a label on what we were to each other, but I needed him. Lousy cur. "I guess you decided to skip too." "No," I answered coldly,"I'm going to visit my mother in a little while." "Oh. Come outside for a minute. I got somethin' to show you." We'd played this game before. He'd say just those words and it usually meant he was going to show me is his big, hard wang and then I'd suck it or let him fuck me with it. Not today, pal. I wasn't in the mood. "Nah. Vena will be back soon." "No she won't. I just saw her drive away while I was walking over. She acted like she didn't see me. I guess that nigra don't like me." "No. You don't use that word around me....ever. I've gotta go. Have fun." "Wait! What's wrong?" "Did your mom tell you I called?" "No. I haven't been home all night." "Why? With who?" "I went to the woods. Alone. I thought I'd see what was going on with where those lights led to. I thought it was a UFO or something." "You did that for the whole night?" He so full of shit. "Yeah. It was magical." His arms and face were pocked with the same bites my daddy had. "How?" "I got to show you. You can leave if you want, but I still got to do this..." And then popped out his fat red dick and started yanking off right there on the patio. I couldn't help but watch. He was so much bigger than I was. "Sure you don't want to get down here and help out?" "Nah. I'm good." And then he shot his wad. And - it was jet black. Like ink. The hell? "What...what happened?" There was a black/dark brown puddle of it right there on the brick patio, "I don't know, Andy. I've beat my pud six times since midnight. If your bedroom was on the first floor, I would have come in the window and fucked your ass 'til morning." "Maybe you need to go see a doctor, Carl." "Hell no. I've never felt so good. I don't even think I'll ever need sleep again -- that's how good I feel." "But that's abnormal, Carl. Your sperm is black. It's toxic." "Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Just wait til it happens to you. You'll see." And then he left. I'd have to clean that wet stain up later. I wanted another drink. What was going on? Bugs and masturbation? What was the connection? And the lights? I felt queasy. I went back inside and found that all the ice had melted. It was watery now. I took a few long sips and then added some more whisky. Had another cigarette. I was thinking about all the weirdness that had happened since last night. Vena was home. Thank the Lord she didn't arrive while Carl was here. I rushed to help her with the bags. She could smell the whisky. "I swear, boy. I ain't in no mood for your nonsense. People are drivin' crazy today. You best go now and get off the streets before it gets too nuts." She realized what she'd said. "Sorry. I didn't mean..." "Don't worry about it." "You do like yourself a drink don't you. Don't turn into my husband or I slap the mouth off your face." "I'm going now. I just want to get this over with." She shook her head and watched me leave. There was something up alright. So much careless driving and loud honking. I couldn't wait to get out of town and onto to the two-lane highway. I wasn't looking forward to this. Not all. And then I was there. Ugh. There was plenty of parking space because nobody came here unless they had to. First thing you notice about Klaussen Hospital is the strong smell of ammonia and pee. It would be a long time before I ever came back. Vena's sister worked here somewhere but I think it was in the kitchen. I signed in at the desk. "Oh. The nurse from Diane's floor is right here -- let me fetch her. A plump nurse with a blonde beehive came out and smiled. "You came on a good day. She likes sitting outside these days. It gives her color and helps her sleep better. She'll be happy to see you. I'm Nancy." Whatever. I followed her out to 'the garden' where I saw her right away. Her eyes were closed and she was soaking up the late morning sun. Nancy had the attendant bring another chair so I could sit across from her. I sat and she opened her eyes. "Hi, Mama." "Yes, yes. Absolutely." She just grinned at me like an idiot. "How are you feeling?" "Perfect! I remember you. Henry?" That was her brother's name. "No. I'm Andrew. I'm your son." "Hush now, Henry. Will you read to me? Play your records for me?" "Sorry. No." I left. The attendant opened the door for me. I just left and drove home. "That was fast." Vena saw me come in. "She was so out of it, she didn't know who I was." "Go rest, baby. I'll bring you a snack later. They drug them pretty heavy there. Don't let it fret you none. I put clean sheets on your bed." I remember falling asleep to the memory of Carl's dick spurting that black goo. It was well past five when Vena finally woke me up with a sandwich and a cold bottle of coke. She stroked my hair lovingly. "It'll all be OK, baby. There's part of your mama who loves you deep inside somewhere." You eat up and come downstairs and keep me company." The sandwich was peanut butter and marshmallow fluff. My favorite. She was also baking a chocolate cake -- I could smell it from here. I sat at my desk and drew a picture for Poppy - Vena's four year old daughter. I was pretty good at drawing.Best in my class. I drew a beautiful woman sitting on a picnic blanket with flowers all around around her. I signed it and wrote 'For Poppy With Love' at the top. I put my shoes on and headed downstairs with the drawing, my plate and most of the coke left in the bottle. Vena was singing one of her gospel songs. She had a perfect voice. I stopped at the bar and topped off the coke with more whisky. "Thank you, Vena." I meant that for so many reasons. "Come sit with me for a spell. Tell me all about it." We smoked and shared my spiked Coke. "I hate that place. I hate everything about it. I'm never going back." "Hush that now. She jus' a little sick is all. She'll get better and move back." I could tell even she didn't believe that. "Carl has called three time today. I don't like that boy." "He's okay, really. My best friend." "Mm Hmm. I think your daddy want to cook out this weekend - can you go out and make sure the grill is clean?" "Yeah." It was still light out. Would I call Carl back? Maybe. I was getting curious." And then I saw that not only had the puddle of his spunk, dried --but it was moving. The hell? I got on my knees and looked closer. Tiny, tiny little bugs. Aphids? No. They were worm-like with scorpion tails and pincers on the head. They were scattering fast. I jumped away and went back inside. Holy fuck! I do believe the world was ending. Carl's weird black sperm had turned into actual bugs. I brought the whole bottle of whiskey to the kitchen. "What? You look like you seen a ghost." I could breathe again. "Have you seen weird things lately, Vena?" "Like what?" "Bugs?" "Little, black, shiny things? Yeah I saw a bunch of them when I was changing your daddy's sheets. I'm a tell him he need to call the exterminator." A man's nut was changing into bugs now. "There's an infestation of some sort. I saw them out back." "Mm Hmm. It's somethin' new. I find new weeds in my garden near ev'ry day. Things I ain't never seen before." The oven timer went off. Vena took the beautiful cake out of the oven. It was looking perfect - just like everything else she baked. "It got to cool first before I can frost it, Don't touch it boy. We need to talk, Andrew. Your Daddy is gonna be late tonight. He done got hisself a date, That lady from the florist store. Ain't none of my bizness what a man do, but he wanted me to tell you. I think he jus tjhink he wanted me to tell you. What you thinkin' 'bout?" "I guess he's lonely. Mama ain't never coming home." "Well - I told him all what you said 'bout your visit. He my boss, Andrew. I wasn't tryin' to tell on you. Want me to stay late. We can play cards and look at TV. I'll make that cheese popcorn you like." "No. Just give Poppy this." I handed her the drawing. "Dear Lord! She gonna love this! You got talents, boy! You did this all on you own?" "Yeah. I like drawing." "This lady look kinda like your Mama in those pictures I seen hangin' in the living room." "It's Paula Prentiss." "You put in shading and ev'rything. She gonna be in love you more than she already is." She got up on her tip-toes and kissed me on the forehead. "You so sweet." The phone rang. "I'll get it, Vena. It's probably Carl." She nodded and started to go mix her frosting. "Hey Buddy!" (Carl) "Hi." "My folks are goin' to a party tonight. Want to come over and watch 'Nightmare Theater' with me?" Carl and his bug-filled sperm. Could I handle that? "What time?" "Sometime after supper. Come when it gets dark out." "OK. Want me to bring booze?" "Nah. I got everything. Bring your sleeping bag and your toothbrush." "See you tonight." CLICK. No sooner had I hung up the phone when it rang again. It was Becky. "Where were you today? We had a pep assembly and a pop quiz in Chemistry." "Pep assembly? For what? I thought everything was over for the year." "Silly! The basketball team is in the run for the regional championship." "Oh. Who cares." "Oh, you're in a fine mood." "I went to see my mama today." "Oh. Is she not better yet?" Idiot "So I guess you don't want to go see that new Vincent Price movie tonight." No "Well - I'll go with Mitch Montgomery I guess. A girl can't go by herself to a movie on Saturday night." Fine with me "Okay. Bye." CLICK I'd forgotten to ask if she'd gotten any bug bites recently. Maybe it didn't affect women the same way it did men. Vena seemed the same. I went back out to the kitchen where Vena was frosting the cake. It looked like something out of Good Housekeeping magazine. "I added some orange zest to the icing...make it a little extra special. Who called? Was it Becky?" "Yeah," I answered. "Something goin' on with you two? I don't hardly never see her these days." I shrugged. I poured myself some more whisky into what was left of my already spiked coke. Vena pretended she didn't notice. "Oh Lord - it look we gonna have a storm coming through tonight." "You can take the car, Vena. I'll just walk over to Carl's. He lives close." "I swear -- you is the sweetest boy ever." "Not really. But thank you. No sense in getting rained on or getting more bug bites." "Oh, they fine now. Healed right up already. Don't even itch none." I turned on the TV to see the local news. Hurricane season had just begun and the last one did a number on our roof. Rain was likely but they said it wasn't due until close to midnight. Less than an inch. I went to report to Vena what the weatherman said. "Yeah - they sayin' the same thing on the radio. I had to change the station because they was playin' that same commercial for the used car place over and over." "Daddy always says not to ever do business with a place that advertises too much -- they have to make back that money somewhere." "He right. Smart man. You gettin' hungry, child? Or is your stomach too full of whiskey? I think that's why you ain't had an appetite lately. Too much drinkin'." "Yeah. And I'll probably have supper over at Carl's. They eat late. Make something for yourself though. Daddy didn't eat those pork chops last night." "Nah. Since I got the car, Ima go pick up pizzas from that new place. Girls are having a sleepover with they friends tonight. I ain't gonna get no sleep tonight. It OK that I can't bring the car back 'til Monday mornin? Maybe I best leave it." "No. It's fine." PART THREE It's not too often that I had the whole house to myself for the night. If Daddy started seeing some woman, I guess I'd have more of these nights. " I cut myself a big slice of the cake and ate most of it in three bites. SO good! Mama would make me another cake. I had to face facts. (I'd have no idea that right as I ate the last cake crumbs off my plate, my mama was getting raped right there on the hospital grounds. We wouldn't find out until weeks later.) I was pretending to be grown man with my own house as I sat at the bar and poured whisky into a fresh coke. I smoked two or three cigarettes while playing the radio on a rock and roll station -- louder than I'd ever play it around Vena or Daddy. I sat and thought about what Becky and Mitch might probably be doing right now. I hope he was giving her what she needed, Unless he had bitten by the weird bugs -- then God only knows what she was getting. Not my problem now. I still had Carl to deal with. Why was I so eager to see him again? He was poisonous now. Why did it turn me on a little? I got my sleeping bag from the closet under the stairs. I then went up to grab my toothbrush....and a new bottle of Listerine. It was dark out and ol' Larry from next door still spraying his roses and cussing up a storm. I wonder if he saw the little alien bugs already. He wasn't wearing a mask tonight. It was probably kinda late for him anyway - his hair was falling out in chunks already. He then started cussing at me. "Tell your father to use a smaller watt bulb in his porch light. It's attracting every bug in the county here. And why the hell don't your maid wear a goddamn uniform. We got standards in this neighborhood. You know how it looks with her wearing whatever she wants? Like she's a friend or something?" "Fuck off, old man." He was shocked into complete silence. All I heard as I walked away was some thunder in the distance. I didn't care if he told my daddy. I hadn't got but a block and a half when one of them landed on the back of my arm. An alien bug had bit into my and I immediately slapped it with the palm of my other hand. Nothing. It was gone. But I felt the bite...a tiny little sting that didn't feel hardly hurt. Well - it was bound to happen eventually. I guess there was nothing left to fear now. It was only the one bite so far and I was almost to Carl's house. He was sitting on his front steps. "We best stay out here for a spell -- they're running late and fighting about it." I could tell from just the light from the street lamp that he had dark circles under his eyes. "Have you slept at all, Carl?" "Yeah -- well, I tried. Had some very horny dreams about you." "I'm worried about you, You remember you blowing your wad on my patio this morning?" "Yeah. And you wouldn't help me with it." "Remember how it was black? It dried up and turned into bugs. hundreds of tiny little black bugs." "SO?" "So it worries me." "Why? Those little bugs mature fast and are biting everybody. Think they won't get to you too? "I got bit on the way over here. Am I gonna end up like you? - unable to sleep and beating my meat all day?" "Just one bite? I don't know. I got bit about fifty times the other night and maybe that's why it happened so fast. I actually think they burrow into you fast as a bullet. Who cares?" "I care." "Don't care and don't worry. These things came from outer space for a reason for a reason Andy...ever think it's to help us evolve?" "What does it do to women? Vena got bit the same night you did and she's entirely normal. Maybe even a little nicer than usual." "I guess they need men only." "It's still weird. Everything is weird now. I think I broke up with Becky. She's out with Mitch Holland. And my dad is on a date right now." "Yeah. I blew off Janet too. She's got big tits and will find some other dude fast. I just want you. And I'm pretty sure you just want me." His folks were still fighting. "But is it a disease? If they're from outer space, they might be hostile." "And you can do WHAT about it?" "Nothing, I guess. I can't fix my sick mama or my shitty grades or my anything." "It will all change soon. I promise." Just then, Mrs. Tollis came huffing out of the front door, leaving a trail of perfume, gin and hostility. She was wearing a really expensive dress and jewelry was clinking everywhere. Mr. Tollis followed, in a much better mood. "How are you, Andrew? Haven't seen you for awhile. Excited about graduation?" Mrs. Tollis honked the car horn and seemed really eager to leave. "Shit and goddamn. Gotta go." They practically burned rubber leaving the driveway. "Well," Carl stood up, "Let's go inside and have some cocktails." We went in. "Mama is having an affair with one of Daddy's bosses. A divorce is coming." "Yeah. I think one's on its way my way too. Let's have a drink." "Would he really divorce your mama while she's in the nut house?" "She's never coming home, Carl. She's gone for good." "Here, I made us screwdrivers. Heavy on the 'screw'." I wasn't sure what he meant until I tasted it....mostly vodka with just a little orange juice. Perfect. Carl went over and put his new Ricky Nelson album on the record player. I preferred Del Shannon, but this wasn't so bad. "You got any peanuts or pretzels? I'm craving some salt right now." "Already made us some popcorn and added lots of butter and tons of salt." He fetched it and brought it back to the living room. I loved how ridiculously salty it was. Maybe the little bug inside of me was making me crave sodium. Whatever. "They like salt and sugar." Carl was possibly reading my thoughts all the sudden. "Maybe not. My supper was a giant piece of cake. And that was before my bug bite." And then he just stood me up and planted a big ol' kiss on my mouth. He was grinding his hard crotch against me. "We got time before the movie starts....wanna fool around a little?" I did. I really did. I mean, I would have black semen myself someday soon. I'd be shooting out my own bugs soon enough. I had always craved his dick anyway. We'd never kissed like this before though...it was nice. Perfect. I could have lasted much longer except I was unzipping his pants to free that gorgeous pecker of his. I Just got right down on my knees and sucked him like it's the only thing in the world that mattered. I took him deeper and deeper -- I wanted it to tickle my lungs. Carl was into as well, holding the back of my head and humping away. "Yeah...yeah, Andy. I want to unload down your fucking throat." And then he did -- while "Hello Mary Lou" was blaring in the background. I suddenly felt the need to shoot my own wad. Badly! I just stood up and pulled out my pecker. I'd barely touched it when I shot. It was still white and watery, but Carl caught most of it in his hand. I'd never felt so good. He slurped up my spunk and licked his fingers. "Wow." "I know. You feel really good, right? It get's even better." I wanted to kiss again, but I guess the moment had passed. "Whoa! Look! It's started again!" He was looking out the window at those weird lights that were back again. "Let's go out and look. It's almost directly over us this time. Cool!" We stepped out into the night. The storm was closer too -- those ugly lights were all blotched from the clouds. It started to rain and the wind picked up. This could get real weird, real fast. We stood out in his front yard and looked at the bizarre light show above us. And then there was lightning on top of everything else. "We should go inside, Carl. You're not even wearing shoes." I was pretty afraid of lightning. Nearly phobic. Catching pneumonia too. I had been raised to be afraid of almost everything - back when my parents still cared. "Two more minutes." I decided to go stand on the porch and wait until he was drenched. There were about half a dozen of the little bugs crawling on my skin and clothes. I wiped them away even though they really couldn't do too much more damage to me than they already had. I still got bit. I felt it. Suddenly, a blinding, bright white bolt of lightning struck across the street. I mean, you could feel the heat from it. "Carl!! Come back inside, shit head!" "OK. OK." He stepped up onto the porch with bugs crawling all over him. Gross. I wiped off as many as I could from his body. "They crawled down my collar too. No bites yet. There must be no room in me for any more if them. Tickles." We went inside and settled into the living room. You should change clothes -- you're soaking wet. Towel off and change." He padded upstairs and I quickly made us both drinks and grabbed the popcorn. His folks' bar was nicer than ours. Nightmare Theater wouldn't start for another twenty minutes - if the power didn't go out. It seemed to have passed already...leaving just a steady rain. Weird lights were gone too. My guess was the whole state was infested by now. So be it. I was powerless to do anything, to fix anything. Carl came back, dry but naked. I guess I had to be OK with that. He was way more comfortable with his body than I was. I remember a time when my parents used to bring me to church every Sunday...even though I had no idea what the minister was babbling about. I just doodled on the church program and pretended to sing the hymns. We'd get home and Mama would make waffles. "You polished off all the popcorn already?" I avoided looking at his groin. "Yeah. Sorry." "We got chips if you want 'em." "Nah. Sit and have a drink with me." "Perfect. Got an extra cigarette?" "Yeah. Here." I lit it for him like a husband would light his wife's cigarette. "Hell, Andy -- this drink is too weak! Let me re-make a batch." He took away our glasses and dumped them in the little sink. He made a fresh pitcher --'heavy on the screw'. We sat and smoked and imbibed. He would sometimes tug at his prick, but not too obviously. I used to make fun of that song'Earth Angel', but ya know -- I'd love to sing it you right now." "Go ahead." "I can't sing - you know that." Yep. He couldn't carry a tune to save his life. But it was a sweet thing to say (Earth angel - will you be mine?). "Nightmare Theater is about to start...do you know what they're showing?" "Bride of the Monster." Ugh. Ed Wood. "Again? That is a total shit movie." "But Bela Lugosi was hilarious. and that big, bald guy." "Let's just sit here and talk. And get shit-faced." "Cool. I like that idea. Have you told your old man about not getting into college, yet?" "Nah. I doubt he's too interested in that anymore. I'm going to work for him I guess...the rest of my life." "Think he'd hire me too?" "Probably. Hell, I could probably demand it." We were kissing again. I might probably like kissing more than fucking and sucking. His tongue was stretching so far it was touching my molars. Glorious. He pulled away first. "I've got a great idea." He always did. "Let's hear it." "Let's finish our screwdrivers, go out back to the tree house and listen to my new transistor radio. I've got a camping lantern out there too." "And your sleeping bag?" "Forget it. We'll share yours." Fine with me. We'd done that before. "Drink up. I can hardly wait." He was openly stroking his big, hard wang. I just drank up and lit another smoke. I was also very erect just then. "The record ended. Don't have you anything....'blacker'?" "The Marvelettes? Is that colored enough for you?" I hated that word but didn't say anything. "Chubby Checker?" "Just pick one." He picked Chubby Checker. "Is this what Vena listens to?" "She likes blues and gospel mostly." We drank and smoked. I was drunk. I might have even bent down to kiss his dick once or twice. "Let's go out now!" "It's raining. Hard. Is your tree house roof going to hold?" "Who cares? We'll get wet. Just take off your clothes and leave them in here." I did just that and we banged our boners against each others for a few hot, amusing seconds. "Let's go!" At least Carl was still sober enough to grab my sleeping bag and smokes before we headed out. I watched his wet ass bob in front of me to the tree where his little hideaway was. Same ladder made from planks nailed into the tree. Same smell too. God, we hadn't been up here for awhile. He turned on the battery-powered lantern. Some of those bugs were scuttling around. I didn't care anymore. I was one of them now. I had already accepted it. "Where's the radio?" "Here." It was in the sketchy shadows. "Any station you want?" "Whatever you listen to when you wank off." "Yeah?" He was so goddamn erect and his pecker was making dancing shadows everywhere. I just lied down and put my legs up into the air. He wasted no time. He was all the way inside of me before I even felt a twinge of discomfort. "Go as deep as you can, Carl! Make me hurt!" He obliged. twisting and tilting and heaving until he shot that inky, black load deep up my intestines. More bugs. I welcomed them. We fell asleep in each other's arms as a second wave of the storm passed above our naked bodies. I loved the idea of my alien space bugs mingling with his. Maybe we'd create a whole new version of them. END

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!

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.