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Part 35; I had been left alone for about half an hour when Sir came into my room, picked me up, and commenced the descent in carrying me down the steep, creaking old wooden staircase. - Where are we going Sir - The Doctor wants to examine you now, pig - But, where? - You'll find out very shortly. Down we went, top floor to third floor, to second floor, to first floor, then we reached the ground floor. Sir continued to carry me, now along the grand hallway to the entrance of the staircase to the basement, and, down we went. He carried me through the shower area, and straight to the entrance of the 'Medical Chamber'. The electronic doors had been opened via the secret electronic code that only Doctor Stanis knew; Code; SA66TA6N Either side to the entrance to the 'Medical Chamber' were the two very sick and frail looking men that had just arrived, wearing their hospital gowns, ID around their wrists, oxygen masks, whilst sitting in their wheelchairs. One of them looked to have unusual eyes. He didn't seem to be focusing. - Bring him in will you please Larry, and place him on the central steel examination table. Then wheel in my two other patients, and place them in a corner each. Not the back wall, the door wall. Then leave. - At your service, Doctor Stanis. I had for the first time heard Sir's name! The Doctor was busy on some insane futuristic looking computer when Sir brought myself and the two other patients in. He would speak with the computer that was called 'NATAS', which would respond in my Dark-Lord's voice with confirming said action/request. The scary Doctor gave his first request ---> - NATAS. Close and Lock Medical Chamber Doors. SLAM! The computer responded; - Doors to Medical Chamber LOCKED. The room was HUGE! The Doctor's two other patients were sat in front of me, about 15 metres away from me in their respective corners. As the examination table I was lying on was central, the space behind me was just as long to the wall as it was in front of me. - Charlie, put your ankles in the stirrups, and wrists in the arm rests. - Oh ... oh ... okay. I began to tremble. Here I was, 'LOCKED' in this futuristic Medical Chamber, with two very sick patients. I wonder what they had, and how close to death they were. Also, here I was with a Doctor who was actually coming across as an EVIL sadistic scientist. Suddenly I wanted to go home to be with my boyfriend Richard. - NATAS. Lock in ankles to stirrups and Lock in wrists to arm rests. *CLICK* ... *CLICK* !! The computer responded; - Ankles and wrists 'Restrained & LOCKED'. Doctor Stanis picked up a pair of hair clippers, walked over to me, and switched them on, and began to laugh in a disturbing and sinister manner; - Time for a number '0' haircut Charlie! NO, not my pride and joy. I panicked and started to feverishly wriggle my forearms and lower legs, trying to escape, screaming hysterically; - NOOOOOOO. Please DON'T. Not my hair. PLEASE don't cut my hair. Let me go. I don't want to be in this room anymore. Let me go. Please NOOOOOOOOOOO ... He ignored my pleas, continuing his sinister and disturbing laugh. Would Charlie's thick curly luscious Golden locks live to fight another day? 😈

Part 36; I was increasingly becoming hysterical, wriggling the lower parts to all 4 limbs, and heavily sobbing. My EVIL perverse captor could not have me making such a spectacle of myself, thus, the hair clippers were switched off, placed on one of the small stainless steel tables to the side of the central examination table I was lying on, and off he went, shortly returning with a syringe full of a drug that would relax me, and paralyse me from the neck down. He opened the cannula, attached the syringe, and wh00000sh, 💉 in went the clear fluid. Very soon I felt super calm, very much detached in fact, and all I could move were my lips, and eyes. 😑 He stood at the end of the examination table, cunt end, standing over me, and stared at me with his dark brown almost black eyes, sunken pale cheeks, and slicked back jet black hair. He proceeded to undress, taking off his white medical jacket, then his tie, and then his shirt. As I was now detached I couldn't react to what I saw on his chest. His torso was as pale as his face, and bang right in the centre of his chest he had a tattoo of what was drawn around my navel the other day; A reversed pentagram with three upside down red nines nestled in-between the top two points! He placed his hands on my distended abdomen, and just stared at me, looking deeply into my eyes, boring into my soul. - It is soon time for your Master's virulent DNA to be drained from your cunt. And time also, for you to receive some brand new DNA. Speaking of which, how rude of me. I've not introduced you to our two new guests. Charlie, this is Friedrich. He has several strains of HIV, one that is completely med resistant, and two strains of Hep C, hence his yellow appearance. He has AIDS! Friedrich had a nice thick bushy mustache which had always been a huge turn on for me. And then he looked over to the other guy, whose eyes looked odd. - And this is Igor. You may have noticed Igor's eyes are not what they are supposed to be. He has late stage syphilis, and is now almost blind. He too has multiple strains of HIV, which have also progressed to AIDS! Between these two 'sick fucks', they have a combined viral load of 71 million. They are EXCEPTIONALLY infectious! He didn't tell me but I could see they were both also heavily dripping thick yellow pus from their Death-sticks! Now topless, he set about extracting around half a litre of blood from each of them, direct from their cannula to a blood bag, ready for storage. However, before he done that, he also took a syringe full of blood from each, placing them on one of the small stainless steel tables to the side of my examination table. As he was bending over by Igor, large green fins in a flash flared out from his spine, from neck to sacrum. Again, I could not react due to my drugged up detachment, but I could clearly now see, he was no ordinary Doctor. He was also most definitely a Demon! 👹 I could also hear this Doctor-Demon speaking and laughing with Igor and Friedrich in German, with my name being mentioned a few times. Their faces looked deathly-gaunt! 💀💀 As their heavily tainted blood trickled out, slowly filling the blood bags, his attention refocused onto me. He collected 4 x 1.5 litre steel buckets that had a hole on the side near the bottom where a rubber catheter was attached, so, whatever was in the bucket could slowly drip out into wherever it was meant to go. For now each catheter had a closed clip so whatever substance were to be in the bucket, it would not leak out until the clip was opened. He sat on a stool by my Goat-Hoof plugged cunt, put one of the buckets underneath my cunt, then, *UNPLUG*, and *Wh0000000oooooosSh*, 💦💦 my Master's Deep-Green, oily, musky, diseased Demon-DNA gushed out, with Doctor Stanis catching the first release, without spilling a single drop. The first bucket filled up pretty quickly, and he nimbly swapped the full bucket for an empty one, catching MORE rotten Demon-filth. The second bucket filled pretty quickly too. Onto the third one, he started to massage my distended abdomen, as to drive my Master's cum out my abdomen-cunt. Once all 4 buckets were full, he put 3 of them on his laboratory work top, and the fourth he hung it up on one of the IV poles, both being adjacent to the central examination table, that I was paralysed and restrained on! 😈 He took the two syringes of blood, that had just come from the two dying German studs, and injected it into a saline bag, hanging on the other IV pole. My cannula was opened, in went the tubing from the saline bag, tubing clamp opened, and now, slowly in came my bag of very special fluids. ☢️☢️☢️ He now came to my head, and spent some time running his fingers through my thick Golden curly locks of my wonderful hair. 👦 Examination to be continued;

I havent been back to Ohio to visit in years. I recently made a trip for the holidays to visit my family. My cousin who is about 10 years older than me, and who recently got out of prison was also in town and we hung out. He really hit the gym hard and came out looking pretty damn good. I had only recently been open with my family and was a bit nervous hanging out with him since before he never knew I was gay. At first nothing seemed off other than me randomly catching myself staring at him, which i felt guilty about since we are related. He caught me checking him out and at first didnt do much. Well the night progressed and everyone else either went home or passed out and it ended up just being my cousin and myself alone in the living room. He had already had a few beers and out of the blue he asked me "so I heard you are a faggot". It caught off guard one being called a faggot and two him just bring it up randomly. I didnt know how to respond and just turned to look at him. "so are you or arnt you a faggot" he asked again this time getting off the couch and coming towards me. I didnt know what to say and just nodded my head. I was about to say that it offended me being called a faggot but my words stopped in my throat when I heard and saw what he did next. He grabbed his crotch and came up straight to my face "im not going to lie, I got used to fucking some faggots. Felt great being able to bust in them without having to worry about getting a bitch pregnant. I got enough kids as it is" His hand is holding his crotch and he is looming over me as i sit on the couch. I cant take my eyes off his growing bulge in his pants and he gives me a smirk. "I saw you checking me out all day, I know you want this, you cant deny it." I just nod my head cant believing what is happening. I felt guilty because we are related but he had gotten really hot and his dick was very noticeably hard and my inner pig starts to come out. I cant keep my eyes off his crotch as i bite my lip wanting to taste it. He laughs and walks away, at first i thought he was teasing me and I felt my stomach drop, but then he asked "well arnt you going to come to my room with me, cant have anyone walk in on us. I aint no faggot i just like fucking a nice hole and dont want anyone to think otherwise". Im off the couch and following him to his room before I know it. I follow him into his room and he just lays on his bed and motions me over. "Come suck on my dick get it nice and wet faggot". I obediently does what he says and walk over. I slowly pull his sweat pants off and expose his throbbing cock. It had to be about 7 1/2 inches and pretty thick. I cant resist at this point and immediately take his dick into my mouth. His dick is oozing precum and it has a slight bitter taste from all the booze he had been drinking. He is leaning back his arms behind his head with his eyes closed. "suck that dick faggot, get it nice and wet". I first start off slow just tasting his cock but then I feel his big rough hands on the back of my head and he shoves my head down on his cock. I gag at first and try to pull back but he holds my head down. "lets get that saliva going, yeah gag on my big dick faggot." my eyes are watering but i relax my throat and deep throat it his fat cock. "fuck yeah you faggots really know how to work a cock" he starts to thrust into my mouth and im doing everything i can to swallow it. Suddenly he pulls my head off his cock and grabs me throwing me on the bed. He practically rips my pants off me and pushs my body down exposing my ass to him. "mmm look at that hole" he says and spits on it. He then rubs his cock on my hole and then shoves in. I try to relax but I was not prepared for it and my body tenses up. He just pushs all his weight on top of me pinning me down as he keeps his dick inside me. His hand had found its way to my mouth as he holds it to keep me from making any noise. "fuck yeah faggot, take that dick, fuck your ass is so tight not like those other loose holes." he whispers into my ear as he pushes deeper in me. At first im in pain and im trying not to whimper and relax, he just continues to thrust into me. I dont know if it was because he was man handling me or if it was because I was very tight but it didnt really take him long before i felt his body start to tense up and he starts grunting in my ear. I can feel his dick throbbing deep inside me as he unloads his seed into me. He leaves his dick in me and just continues to lay on top of me. At this point it is really dawning on me I just got fucked by a relative, by my hot ex convict cousin. He finally pulls out and slaps my ass. "yep you have a nice tight hole and im going to make you mine"

It had been months, if not a year since I had a hook up with anyone. Spring was here and I was getting a deep seated craving for a fucking. I was on the various websites and getting no where. Seattle is full of bottoms and full of flakes so I was striking out. I did have an ongoing exchange with one guy but timing and logistics seemed to get in the way. We were both starting to feel like the other was a flake. With my cravings at a rampage I made one last attempt to hook up. His as profile said he was a bi total top and "looking for submissive bottoms that know there place is to relentlessly take my big cock until I am done breeding your hole". That was what I was looking for. He also added that a bottom had to "have the stamina to take long fuck session in missionary position, with legs over my shoulders". It had been a while since I have had any cock and he was packing a thick 8 inch black cock, so I was a bit worried I would disappoint him. But ohhh how I wanted him. I usually get fucked from behind, I have only once or twice been fucked on my back, I was really interested in how this position would make me feel. We'd been messaging back and forth with no plan or commitment on his On Father's day we missed the window of opportunity and he said that he would have gladly fucked and breed me on father's day. I pressed and we made a plan to meet that Monday. I prepared myself both mentally and physically. He is 15 years younger than me and that is just at my age range limit. He was pretty athletic and I am average and could afford to use a few pounds. He had an amazing cock that made me weak in the knees, my saving grace was that he loved the way my ass looked in the black lace jock I had on in my profile pictures. Monday evening arrived. All day we texted back and forth hot messages. He was less verbouse than I but his declarations about how he needed to cum and wanted to breed my ass multiple times was all it took to get me in the mood. I hung out at a local coffee shop until he was done with his errands, awaiting his text inviting me over. The anticipation was excruciating. I was squirming in my seat, I had prepped myself fully and had the lace jock on underneath my jeas. Any caution and worring about how I was about to get pounded and bred by a complete stranger was gone, I was uninhibated and I loved it. I passed the time on the chat here at this site and got the guys on the chat cheering me on to go get that cum. I was so ready. His text came, and I showed up to his place. A small studio apartment on a steep hill in Seattle. Typical single guy place, lived in but not dirty. He was 6'3, beautiful black skin, wearing basketball shorts that showed off a bulge of a semi hard cock. I walked in stripped to my jock and got on the futon on the floor. He kept messing around with his computer trying to get some porn playing and not paying me much attention. I was in a frenzy so I took it upon myself to start sucking his big cock. It was semi hard, I took it all in my mouth and started working it for all I was worth. Trying to show him that what was before him was hotter than what the computer could show him. His cock grew, he reached down and rubbed my ass... while still trying to get his internet conected. He eventually let out a moan and I finally got his full attention. Both hands were on my ass and his strong fingers starting playing with my hole. I jumped at the feeling and melted into his hands. He shifted and started giving me a full slow face fucking. I gagged but kept at his hard cock. His cock was hard and throbing and felt so good inside me. I got excited about how he was moaning and holding my head onto his dick. He pulled me off and pushed me onto my back. I knew this was coming and as I fell into the bed I felt mysel excited about taking that big cock in my hole. He put a pillow under my hips and pulled out some lube and stroked his cock until it was slick from head to balls. He grabbed my hips and pulled me into position. I was loving it, he was taking me like I wanted to be taken. I anticipated the pressing on my hole and the pain, but he slide into me like a pro. I gasped and he held on to me pusing his full length into me and pinning me down. He towered over me humping his throbing cock into me, breaing me down and opening me up. I was experiencing pleasure from each throb and taking his full length. I matched my breathing to his thrusts and worked my ass the best I could to milk his cock. My cock, confined by the lace jock, went from hard to that semi erect state that I only experience as a bottom. My pleasure shifted from my cock to my ass and where his cock was filling me. His slow rythmical fucking drove me wild. My body came alive. I felt pleasure radiate from where his cock was to my lips, my hands, my chest, my nipples. I wrapped my legs around him fulling giving myself to him. I was in heaven. I ran my hands along his muscled arms, his chest, his hips, I wanted to feel him in me and on me. Turns out getting it missionary style was hot! He pulled my legs over my shoulder and his fucking went from slow, methodical deep strokes to a faster pace. He folded me into and started pounding into me. His thrusts pushing me into the bed. I started moaning, loudly, so loud that he put his hand on my mouth and told me to chill. I couldn't it felt so good. His pounding got frenzied and was opened up and surrendered to him. I don't know how long this went on, but we both worked up a sweat. His pounded moved me away and every now and then he would pull me back onto him. That action of being pulled onto him and wanted was hot. Drove me nuts. I could feel his cock in me, raw, warm and slick. He worked his pace up and annonced he was going to cum in me. I said YES. and with that he arched and shot his load in me. I could feel the warmth of it and I loved watching his body convulse as he came. I was proud I had gone the distance and made him cum. I love the feeling of it, I love the raw lust of it and I love the submission of opening up and taking another man's cum. I thought he was done with me and was going to roll off, but then I remembered what his profile said. He stayed hard in my hole, his cum seeping into my tender ass. He then let my legs down and moved me to a different postion and started fucking me again. I cried OH MY and he said he stlll had more cum to give me. I gave into it, taking him, he started rearee above me and was slow and forceful, taking full pleasure from my cum filled hole. I was moaning again, loudly, he put a washcloth in my mouth to keep me from being too loud. The pleasure was coursing through my entire body. I was carressing his nipples, holding him as close as I could, I actually wanted to kiss him, that was how good he was making me feel. After a while he moved down and laid on top of me. His muscles and his weight on me. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight and pushing my tight tender hole onto his cock. I felt so good embraced and filled like that. His mouth was near my ear and I could hear him moan. I knew he was enjoying my ass. I started whispering in his ear... "yes, fuck me... your cock feels so good in me, i want your cum". That seemed to turn him on because his humping me got harder, he started moaning in my ear, grunting like a man possessed. I loved it. That was the first time I was fucked like this. I became unable to use words and all I could do was gasp and moan. I held on tight as my whole body quivered and shook, he had taken me to the point where I was a quivering mass of a fuck toy. That seemed to be what he wanted. He gasped out the words... "you're gonna make me cum". I replyed with a Yes cum in me, i want your cum. I did, making him cum and taking his load was what my entire being was focued on at that moment. I don't know how long it took, I lost track of time. He held me tigher, arms around me, my legs spread taking him as I felt him flood me with a second load of cum. I thoght he would pull away, but he stayed for a while, I quivered uncontrollably. He held me tight and seemed to relish feeling what his fucking did to me. Eventually we pulled apart and I practically passed out. He got up and started back at his computer trying to get his connection. I eventually gathered my senses, got up and took a shower. I said thanks, he didn't meet my eye but mumbled a yeah that was good back at me. I left feeling amazing. I am not fully into missionary position.

4. The rest of the afternoon wasn't that interesting for Dan, although his dick was constantly getting hard from thinking about the gym showers and Tony. That boy was horse-hung, good looking, nice AND wild! Damn was he a knockout. Rick had some sort of meeting in the evening, although it was Saturday, so at around 7, he left and said he wasn't gonna be home until 10. Tony and Dan were sitting in the living room and talking a little. Talking about how it works in the city, what places should Tony check out and so on. Naturally, before long they found themselves talking about what happened earlier in the gym showers. "Uhm.... Dan, where... and why did you get those tattoos and piercings?" "Please Tony, call me Danny like everyone does." laughed Danny. "Well I know a guy, who runs a tattoo and piercing parlor, who I can hook you up with by the way, if you want. And well, I just thought most of them looked really hot, but some have a special meaning. "How about that biohazard symbol?" "Oh, well that one means...that I... have HIV," said Danny carefully. Tony looked confused. "Tony, I'm poz. "Oh, I..." "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before." "It's... okay," said Tony. "Wait! You don't mind? You aren't freaked out?" asked Danny surprised. "Actually It...it actually made the shower scene so much hotter" confessed Tony. "Really? Well that's nothing to be ashamed of. Many guys think it's hot to be poz, they even try to get HIV! Before we got it, me and your uncle were chasing as well." said Danny. "Uhmm...oh." said Tony confused, not sure how to process this information. "Anyway, I'm off to the shower. If you wanna talk about it some more, I'll be happy to help Tony." said Danny with a wink and left for the bathroom. 5. Danny was in the shower, his dick hard from all the thoughts of Tony and his big cock, that were overflowing him. Suddenly, he heard the bathroom door open and soon the shower door did as well. He turned around to find Tony was standing in front of the shower. Naked. His full nine inches hard and dripping precum. "Come on in!" said Danny with a grin. Tony stepped into the shower and started kissing Danny all over. 'Damn, this is getting interesting', thought Danny as they made out, kissing other necks and Tony started to go down down on Danny, licking and kissing every inch of his body, stopping at the nipple rings and twisting them, which made Danny go crazy. He got to Danny's cock, started sucking it furiously and even licked his balls a few times! He was good. Real good for an 18 year old. After a few minutes, he popped out the cock from his mouth and slapped it on his tongue again. "You want some piss baby?" asked Danny. "What? I've never done that before." "We can try if you want." "Uhm...ok I guess." "Well open up then!" Tony opened his mouth wide. "Here it comes!" said Danny as he released the pressure and started pissing in Tony's mouth. Tony was barely fast enough to swallow. He was gulping down the piss and then decided to let it pour all over his body. Danny finished pissing and asked: "You like it?" "Fuck yeah!" said Tony. "Let's switch." Danny got on his knees and Tony stood up and leaned against the wall. Danny sucked him off. And then after a few minutes, Tony asked: "Can I piss on you?" "Hell yeah you can!" said Danny. With that Tony let out a thick stream of piss from his huge dick. Danny drank a bit and let the rest of it rain all over him. "Fuck me Danny!" said Tony all of a sudden. "Really? Are you sure? I only fuck bare and I am poz, remember?" "I don't fucking care!" moaned Tony. "Fuck, you're turning into one wild pig!" exclaimed Danny. Tony bent over against the wall, just like Danny in the gym earlier. Danny got on his knees and started eating out Tony's tight ass, sticking his tongue in and out, while Tony's cock was throbbing and he was moaning. Then he did the same with his fingers. One at first, then two and then three. Then he stood up and was so horny he didn't think anymore really. He rammed his 7.5 inches into Tony's tight ass. Tony roared "FUCK!" With that Danny started fucking him like a rabbit, his hard cock furiously plowing the teen boy's ass, thinking to himself 'I'm gonna fill this boy's ass with my poz load soon'. As Danny was getting close, and he wanted to delay his orgasm, he and Tony changed positions: Danny picked Tony up and turned him belly up, fucking him as he was holding him in the air, ramming Tony into the wall. They were going at it for a few minutes and Danny was getting real close so he announced "I'm there!" "Oh fuck!" was Tony's response. "I'm about to fill your hot ass with my toxic load!" "Fuck yeah, dump it inside me!" "Yeah? You want me to poz you up?" "Fuck yeah, poz me!" "HERE IT CUMS, BOY!" roared Danny and started shooting gallons of his highly viral load inside Tony's hole just as Tony shot his hot neg load all over his chest and face.

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

Part 1 It started as a normal day- I was hornier than usual but had work all day. I got into my office, my co-worker was out which means it was just me doing administrative work all day. I worked quickly through the morning, bored and alone. My horny mind started to take over and I found myself logging on to Grindr. A few of the usual guys in the area messaged me. Vanilla and boring, nothing of note. A bit about me- I was 30 at the time with classic boy next door looks and personality. Slim with brown hair and eyes, a seven inch cock and I'm 5'11". To all who knew me I was a hard-working guy who was going on wholesome dates. Behind closed doors, I was all about cock. hooking up whenever I could- I had started partying three years earlier and loved to get cloudy, however I hadn't partied in few months and it wasn't much on my mind. However... A new face popped up in the Grindr feed. He was hot. He had brown hair and an intense look about him. his body was amazing, not too muscular but definitely worked out. I was intrigued. His profile mentioned getting wild and I knew I had to message him. He responded immediately and we were back and forth for awhile. I learned he was on his way to a city an hour away to have a wild weekend with a buddy. I asked him what "wild" meant to him. and he said he was going to part and fuck all weekend long. I instantly felt my cock harden under my desk. "Fuck" I replied "I wish I could join you but I have work". I sent him more pics of me and he then said how much he wanted me. He asked if I slammed. I said "No, just smoking... but have recently started watching slam vids- It intrigues me but I don't think I would." He told me he would love to meet up with me and asked if i could host. I told him I can host but have to work- he asked where I work and I told him. He got quiet for a bit and I thought I'd lost him. I got back to work for a few minutes and then right before lunch got a new message from him: "Hey- I'm in the parking lot, come out and say hi" I was surprised to say the least- I hadn't invited him to come here, hadn't even given him the address, he must have figured it out from me telling him where. I couldn't leave work but it was time for my lunch break- I could go say hi. He was going to his friends, maybe if we had a spark we could meet up another time. So I nervously went out to the parking lot to meet him. I got in his car and he drove to a far shaded corner of the lot. He was even hotter in person- I wanted him. I told hime I only had a few minutes- and he said how hot he thought I was, how he wanted me to take him to my house and have a weekend of fun with him. I reminded him I had work till 5 and asked about his plans. "honestly, my bud will understand if i can't make it, I want you bad. we can party all weekend- I have supplies." He said as he pulled out a baggie of T. He pulled me to him an started to make out with me. his kiss was so intense, so powerful. I was under his thrall. He brought a finger to my mouth and had me suck it. then went back to kissing me. Next, his fingers were reaching down my pants and arriving at my hole. He pushed in, my muscle giving way to the intrusion. as he fingered me I started to feel a burning sensation and realized the finger i sucked had been dipped into the baggie. I started to moan as the T settled into my hole. I pushed him off me telling him "This feels amazing- but I have to get back to work." He said "okay- but i'm gonna wait in the parking lot for 15 minutes in case you change you mind. I reminded myself to get a grip and get back to work. I pulled myself from the car and headed back into the office. as i got back to my desk the T was making me hornier and hornier. I tried to turn my attention to work but couldn't and I went to the bathrooms where i pulled down my pants and breifs, looking at myself in the mirror as i jerked my cock and started to feel my hole. after a minute of this i knew what i must do. I pulled my self together and went back to my desk. Heart beating fast I picked up the office phone and called my boss. "Henry, I'm not feeling well at all- I'm gonna take off and get home" he was very understanding as I was never one to call out. Once off the phone, I opened grindr and sent my new friend a message: "I'm so horny now, that T felt so good- I just called out the rest of the day- Take me home, please. I want this" End of part 1

DannyBoyCMH. He knows. And if I get to Columbus I'll breed his hole all I want. He'll get seriously inseminated.🐷

Definitely @biohazardboy79 because we share a love of AIDS, reds smoking and T. And also definitely @Dirtyfuckboy because we both pozzed up at about the same time and now now the power our cocks have and how the bug has taken over our very being.

Not my most recent load, but the one before. My hubby was away for the weekend, giving me the ability to play a bit more. Hopped on Grindr. After a bit, got a new message, it was as ass shot from this smooth latino guy who used to suck me off at lunch at my old job. I sent back a cock pick. His response: "nice bush" (I keep it natural), and "into bb?" Bingo! He sends me his address and I'm on my way over in a few minutes. I get to his studio and he lets me in. He's as sexy as I remember. He is quick to get my cock out and start sucking it. It feels amazing but I'm there to breed him. After sucking me off a bit, I pull down his short, and suck his meaty uncut cock for a bit. He gets onto his hands and knees, and I spit on his hole and my cock, adding a bit of lube as well. I push the head of my cock in, and he is nice and tight. Let's me know he's been out of town and hasn't been fucked in a few weeks. I take it easy, and he feels really good around my cock. We fuck doggy for a while, until I can flip him on his back. I want to play with his thick cock while I fuck him, getting him close too. I let him know I'm going to breed him and he pulls me into a deep kiss, which pushes me over the edge, unleashing my cum deep inside him. After I recover, I suck him until I can swallow his cum.

I genuinely would LOVE to make a male pregnant. It must stem I suppose from my innate male nature to need to carry on my genes. Would explain why I have a very strong attraction towards Female to Male Transgender. If it were anatomically possible, I'd LOVE to make you pregnant @DannyBoyCMH 😛

Puh-lease. I didn’t just ride in on the turnip truck, dude. Total snow job. While it’s a little strange that he’s hooked up with you a dozen times before hitting you up for payment, that line has now been crossed and changed the entire nature of your arrangement. You are no longer a friend or lover - you are, in his eyes, a customer. All that remains is for you to inform him that, while you enjoy his company, you do not pay for sex. If he still wants to fuck you without wheedling you for cash, fine. But be prepared for him to instead move on to his next trick. And keep an eye on your wallet.

I’d say you are likely poz now or will be soon. We are here for support when that happens.

Met up with this scrawny, uncut, middle eastern guy. He’s a multiple cummer. Over the course of two hours, he shot eight loads into me. My hole was a sloppy mess. 🤤

Part 51 OMG, my very married straight friend just got bred while passed out by a very hvl poz cum while passed out and nothing I can do until he wakes up. Here I was trying to stop and had indirectly led to this possible pozzing. This whole situation seems to be completely out of my control. Me getting a lot of poz cum in me and starting meds and now my friend gets loaded without even knowing it. My mind is still in a turmoil about me and now a friend gets fucked hard. How the hell am I going to tell him when he does wake up? Guess the best way will be to just let it out, after all it is partially his own fault slightly for dropping his pants and bending over the picnic table passed out. We shall have to see. I said the heck with it and went back inside my place to do some more thinking. I didn't realize that Randy had followed me in until I sat down on my couch. He was still stark naked and his swinging meat drew my eyes to it and I knew I was almost drooling at the thought of what that beauty could do to my hole. I wanted to do more thinking, but the sight of that huge cock was too much to ignore. Randy immediately noticed me staring and said, "I can tell you want this. I hear you started meds so you might as well enjoy. You aren't going to catch it now." As he was saying this he was walking towards me and I couldn't move. It was like the bounce of his cock had me hypnotized. He reached down and pulled me to my feet and then started taking my clothes off of me. I didn't have that much on now anyway, just my shorts and a Tshirt and nothing else. I was soon as nude as he was and then he pushed me back down on the couch. He thrust his cock at my mouth and I opened it and tried to swallow it all, which is almost impossible as big as he is. I slurped and licked him until he was as hard as nails. Then he pulled back and shoved me down on my back. Then he pulled my legs up and apart. He then knelt between my legs and guided his cock to my hole. All the time he was doing this he was looking me directly in the eyes. As his cock hit my hole, I gasped a little and then he slowly started to push into me. Slowly, oh so slowly, in and more and more until he was buried and I could feel his balls hit my ass cheeks. He was all in. He never took his eyes from mine as he started to fuck me. Faster and harder he went, driving his cock as deep into me as he could. Our eyes remained locked on each other's, hardly blinking at all. Staring deep into each other's souls as it were. Both of our passions increasing as minute after minute passed. He tipped me further up as he was basically pile driving my hole now, the sweat rolling off of us. I wrapped my legs around his body holding him tightly and lifting myself onto his cock with every inthrust he made. Willing him to his deepest penetration possible and both of us moaning our pleasure loudly. Finally, after a good half an hour his movements became a little more erratic and his cock seemed to grow bigger and harder than ever. I could feel the first spasms of his orgasm start and he almost yelled that he was cumming. As he drove one last time deeply into my ass, my own cock, which I hadn't even known had become hard, erupted at almost the same time as his did. He continued grinding his hips and cock into me for another good couple of minutes with my legs tightly pulling him closer to make sure every drop of his cum got in deep. We finally collapsed, kissing each other deeply and enjoying the aftermath of our sex. It had been amazing after not doing anything for a week. I don't know how I had stayed away from this hot sex that long. I was totally satiated as I had ever been before. Then as we laid there cuddling, I heard a gasp.

Got a tap from a young guy on Grinder one day. He is a cute black kid with a nice cock. Wanted to fuck BAD. I decided, though at work, to take an hour off and pick him up. He got in my car and I stroked his cock. It was rock hard, very prominent through his silky shorts. We drove to a local business tower, the upper levels are almost empty and the bathrooms almost never used. Going into the handicap stall, we close the door and both of us drop our pants and underwear. His cock is oozing precum, so turned on. I turn and face the wall, leaning forward to give him easy access to my ass. He brought a small container of lube (that kid thinks of everything) and lubed me and his cock. Pushed in and started pumping. Hugging me, he kisses the back of my neck while pushing deep. Feels fabulous! Not too large, not too small, just right! We aren't disturbed by anyone coming into the men's room. He keeps pumping, pulling out occasionally to slap my ass with his cock, then plunges back in. After about 5 minutes of good fucking, hje's panting and picking up speed. I know my reward is coming (literally) very soon. He plunged deep, groans and I feel his cock jump and pulse inside me. So hot! He pulls out with a wet plop sound. I clench my ass to keep his load inside me. He said he shot 7 big strings in me. Damn. It felt so good, wet, sloppy. I drive him back and return to work with paper towels stuffed in my undies to catch any cum that might seep out. Since then, the kid won't stop pestering me about fucking me again. Says he loves my ass. I know I loed his cock.

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

Part 3 As he pushed it in I felt nothing- That surprised me. In the videos there always seemed to be such a strong- And then it hit me. The Rush. It was like everything I'd heard and seen and like nothing I've ever felt. I was someone new. Free. I felt myself coughing as it hit me and then felt a tsunami of horniness envelop my being. "Good, huh?" he said. "Fuck yes. I...Holy fuck..." "Lay back baby and enjoy the rush. I'll be there in a minute" he said strapping his arm and bringing his point out. "Can I..." "You wanna watch?" "Yes, please. Yes, sir" "Oh wow. we're gonna have fun. You are a little piggy boy. I had a feeling about you- I knew that freak was in there. You just needed a little encouragement. Yes, pig. come over here and watch me." I came next to him and watched as he prepped. Once the needle was in his arm he looked at me. and then the flash. I let out an involuntary groan as his blood filled the syringe. and then it disappeared into his arm. As the rush hit him I lay back unable to control the heat taking over my body. I had to get naked now. I peeled off my pants so I was just in my briefs. I had chosen this outfit for work, not sex. Blue briefs were economic for working, not as sexy as a jockstrap would have been. So i pulled them off right away and started to touch myself. "I'm so fucking horny. This feels so amazing. Thank you, thank you for introducing me to this." He leaned in and kissed me. Then got up and stripped as well. While he stripped I touched myself all over, never satisfied, always needing more. always so turned on. He dimmed the lights and put porn on a laptop. He was wearing black bikini briefs. Much sexier. Without taking them off he lay next to me and we made out. I felt his tongue begging for entrance into my mouth and I let him in. We made out for what felt like seconds but also years. Time was different as a concept now. "One last thing- I only fuck bareback." "perfect" "and I'm poz. is that going to be an issue" A dull red flag raised in the back of my mind every sex ed class and every moment of my life till now screamed in the back of my head "yes, it's an issue. that's not alright" but I wanted him. needed him. That dull voice was drown out by my guttural instant response of "No, I want you. all of you" End part 3

Part 2 I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. I knew Chris was smooth, but through touch I confirmed he didn't have a single hair on his genitals or his hole. Didn't even have a single chest hair. I felt my dick stir. Fuck. It's like the boy knew exactly what I liked. Don't get me wrong - I've fucked my fair share of girls, but total smoothness on a boy is completely different. It's not exactly feminine, it's more of acceptance that he is a faggot and a boy, not a man. And unlike with girls, the only reason boys shave and wax is to hopefully please certain men. I could no longer resist. I roughly grabbed the belt of his skinny jeans and ripped them off of him. Fuck, I was going to go insane from lust. Chris' legs were perfectly smooth and highlighted his very toned calves. I could tell how deep his tan was by his deep speedo tanline. Chris must've caught me looking at him with the eyes of a predator. "You like that?" he asked. "Oh, baby...", I groaned. "Oh...baby...." I ran my hands over his body, just groping whatever I can get. He felt so good. His body was cold from being outside, but with my giant wall of muscle cradling him and my hands running all over him, I was going to warm him up fast. I pulled Chris' shirt off next, and decided to leave his jockstrap on. He was wearing a thin black one with white stripes, and it looked hot stretched out over his smooth bubble butt. "Oh...fuck, babe," I kept whispering to myself. I unwrapped him like a present. I took his dick out of his jockstrap, already completely limp from the Tina. Just how I like it. Guys like to play with a faggot's dick, even suck it, but I had already decided for Chris he wasn't going to be using it much. "Daddy! Don't!" Chris cried out as I squeezed his dick hard. I smirked. I wasn't going to keep torturing him, but I just wanted to hear him cry out. And it made me feel happy to hear the boy call me daddy. It didn't faze his affection for me though. Naked on my dirty mattress after i had just inflicted pain on him and enjoyed it, Chris turned to look at me with doe eyes. His pupils were dilated, and he looked a little cracked out already since it was his first time, but there was no mistaking the attachment and affection in his gaze. I had him in my lap (I was still fully clothed), one hand on his nipple and the other hand just softly grazing his hole. He wrapped his arms around my neck. "Daddy... you make me feel so good," Chris whispered. His delicate, angelic face pressed against my hard, muscled one. "Yeah baby? Daddy's gonna make you feel real good all the time," I uttered back in a deep, seedy whisper. My lips grazed his as my sentence trailed off. I started kissing him softly, then hungrily tongued him and slobbered over him, sloppy and aggressive. Then I'd get tender again. While kissing him, it occurred to me that he wasn't as tweaked as I wanted him to be yet. He was obviously high, wired and uncontrollably horny, but I prefer to have sex with sluts who are completely fucked up and barely even functional. When I broke the kiss, I held up the bong. "Want another hit, baby?" I asked. "Fuck yeah," Chris said excitedly. "Take another. Take a couple," I added with a grin. I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and lit it up. The body of the bong was almost yellow with how thick the smoke was. He had to stop sucking halfway and exhale, blowing out a stream of the thickest white clouds I've seen in a while. But he wasn't done, and I pressed the bong to his lips again to make sure he emptied the smoke inside. He coughed and gagged, a little nauseous from the taste and the heaviness of the vapor. I gave him some time to recover - I didn't have anything to get the taste out, unfortunately, but that didn't mean he could stop hitting the bong. After he finished coughing, I immediately pressed the bong to his lips again and I didn't go easy on him, giving him just as intense of a hit the second time. I fucking torched the bowl. Almost immediately after, i dipped my finger into a tub of vaseline, then scraped a couple crystals, and slowly dug it into his fresh pink pussy. "Ahhh!" he moaned. He winced as the crystals slowly dissolved into his bloodstream, burning him from inside. I know it hurt, so i just let my fingers sit there for a bit and let him recover. Again, even though I was the one who caused him pain without warning or consent, he looked at me for comfort. Eyes desperate for a kiss to make the pain better. I quickly complied, making out with him sweetly as his hole finally adjusted. I slowly pulled my fingers out. He kissed me hungrily like he loved me. Maybe he did. Boys fall quickly like that. He didn't even know that he wasn't going to be leaving this dark room with its dirty mattress for the foreseeable future. His eyes were out of sync at this point, and he was muttering unintelligibly. A bit of drool was leaking from his lip and his body had small convulsions here and there every time he got a chill. "You feel good, baby?" I asked. "Yeahhh!" he practically yelled. "Fuck daddy, I wanna be a meth whore! All I want is more drugs and as much cock as I can get!" Parts of his speech went in and out, but I'm pretty sure that's what he said. His hand was over his hole, desperately trying to make it feel something. "Faggot," I growled, suddenly changing my tone. "You're finally where I want you. Two steps away from an overdose." This only turned Chris on. His blue eyes, which faded a little in color, glared at me in an attempt to focus on my face. "I want... I want to always be this fucked up when I'm with you," he said weakly. "Daddy... Daddy, can you fuck me? Please? I need it...I need it so bad." I put my mouth against Chris' ear and whispered, "Fucking faggot whore. Look at you begging for my dick inside your little cunt." "Please... please," he kept pleading. "Daddy, I need a dick inside my hole." In the ten minutes we've been laying together on this filthy mattress, I had become Daddy to Chris and he'd become Faggot to me. As far as I can remember, we never used our actual names with each other again. My lip curled as I got turned on by how our names solidified our new relationship. I grabbed him by his tiny waist and threw him on the other side of the mattress. "Spread your legs wide open, Faggot," I demanded. "Show me that pussy." Faggot wasted no time. He raised his legs and spread them as wide as he could. He even grabbed his asscheeks and pulled them apart with his hands, desperately trying to open his hole up more. Damn. It really was a pussy. It was smooth and bright pink. The hole was so tender and tight you would've thought it was untouched. Just looking at it made me want him to bear my children. I had to unbutton and unzip my jeans right away as my dick was getting so hard that it was hurting, trying to burst through my pants. It swooped right out, completely hard, pointing directly out from me. I'm proud of my dick. It's not a beer-can dick. It's not so thick. However, it's a full 10.5" of average girth, totally solid, uncut bone. It might have even been a little on the thin side. Now I don't know why, but even when I smoke Tina, my dick is always rock hard once I'm horny. It's like I had reverse erectile dysfunction, my dick always got the stiffest and hardest boners, ever since I was a boy. Occasionally, it could only get semi-hard if I do too much Tina, but a cock ring and a viagra quickly turn it into a rock pole. My manhood seemed to perfectly complement Faggot's cunt hole. It was so tight, the hardness and small girth would more easily enter. I wasn't going to risk damaging his hole just yet though. I need that thing to work for a long time. I squirted a ton of baby oil into the tub of vaseline and scooped a giant, gooey lather of the grease onto his hole, rubbing it in a little with my finger. I rubbed a light layer on my dick too. I tossed Faggot a fresh bottle of poppers, a silent order for him to prepare himself. Violently spun, he fumbled to unscrew the bottle and shakily snorted from both nostrils. Deep. Just as he was about to screw the cap back on, I stopped him. "Wait - 2 more deep hits," I ordered. The boy looked like he had been destroyed by the combined highs of the meth and the poppers. His blond hair was tousled, his blue eyes wonky, his white teeth chattery, and now he looked dizzy and unfocused. All he could produce were loud moans and "Oh...Fuck..." I took the bottle of poppers from him. I didn't trust him to put the cap on safely anyway. I took two deep hits too. Fuck. A wave of what can only be described as intense perversion swept over me, and as the poppers dotted my vision, I looked at Faggot through an even more degrading lens. He was so damn sexy with his tan smooth body and his legs spread open for me, it was even hotter that his clean cut appearance was trashed by how drugged up he was. As the rush of the poppers hit me and then swept behind me, all I could think about was fucking him however I wanted. I pressed my dick hard against his greased up pussy. It still met with a little resistance, but the poppers relaxed his hole significantly and opened it up a lot more. My dick was uncut, so the head didn't need to pop in first. It penetrated like a stick. "FUUUUUUCK YEAHHHH!" I roared like a beast. "OHHHH FUCK! FUCKKK IT'S IN!" Faggot yelled. My head spasmed with pleasure, and my eyes rolled back into my head. For a moment, I even thanked my parents for not circumcising me so that I could enjoy the full pleasure of the pussy I was in right now. The Faggot's breeding hole was warm, soft, and tightly wrapped around my dick. Most of all, he was wet too. His hole squirted like crazy from arousal. The drugs probably helped with that. My dick felt so much friction against his insides and was coated with so much of the oily lube and juice that my body shook from the sensations I felt. "Unh! Uhhhh!" he moaned like a bitch as I continued to push in deeper.. and deeper. Whenever he thought it couldn't get any deeper, I pressed his legs further back and shoved more in. His eyes widened as my dick hit a painful spot. Because it was so hard and didn't curve to the inside of his hole, it probably jammed deeper than his pussy could even take. "AHH! SO DEEP!" he screamed, wincing in pain. "YEAH?" I boomed. "YOU FEEL IT DEEP IN YOU?" "TOO DEEP! TOO DEEP!" he gasped. "Fuck you, Faggot. You'll get used to it," I said. And then I spit on him. It landed in a thick wad on the side of his perfect, shiny, tan cheek. He looked helpless, and if I could get any harder from that, I would've. My dick might've pulsed with arousal. A smooth twink with a smooth tight hole completely at my mercy, meaning no one was going to stop anything I did to violate or degrade him. I allowed Faggot to take two more deep hits of the poppers before moving my dick. Once the cap was screwed on, the gloves came off. I withdrew almost the entire length of my dick, which must've felt crazy for the boy, then plunged back in. And out and in again, and out and in again, so fast the Faggot could barely breathe and scream to keep up. My dick ripped through his pussy, stabbing in and out. Each stroke made me feel like his cunt was rubbing ecstasy straight into my dick. It definitely felt even better watching him yelp at the top of his lungs with each thrust. "UH! UH! UH! UH! AH! UHH!" "FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID SLUT! I'M GONNA FUCK THAT TWEAKED UP CUNT SO HARD BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING DESERVE, FAGGOT! YOU FUCKING WHORE TRASH!" I barked. I didn't care if he was loud. When I got verbal, I yell obscenities at whoever I'm fucking. I sound like a drill sergeant. His screaming and moaning and my aggressive roaring mixed together to fill the silent room with the explosive sound of sex. The fact of the matter is the household upstairs can complain all they want to the landlord, but their noise complaints go unheard. The landlord buys crack from me (after all, that's how I got the basement), so he's on my side and would do anything to keep the police from coming. I found out a week later they left before their lease ended because they couldn't live with the extremely loud sex through the thin ceiling/floor occurring at all times of day and weird times of night. I pounded Faggot for 40 minutes straight. His sexy legs and delicate smooth little feet bounced and flailed around my arms and shoulders the whole time as I fucked him. If a while went by without any harsh words reminding him his only worth was giving me pleasure with his body and pussy, I'd spit on him and slap him. At one point, I pulled out completely. Then I charged in, ramming straight to the deepest point I could possibly reach, and while his little body folded to take the impact, I spit straight into the center of his face, splattering from his nose to his cheekbones, then slapped him hard with the full force of my titanic, muscular strength. His face was so red it burned through the tan. He cried out in surprise and pain, but took it like a good slave boy. To reward him, I grabbed him by the hair and slapped him across the face three more times before spitting on him one more time and giving him a quick kiss. Then I grabbed one of his ankles and punch-fucked him for a minute straight. He was gasping for air, not even being able to react to the abuse happening so quickly and one after another. But no matter what I did, when he looked me in the eyes, it was the same expression of love, only shadowed by a bit of pleading. He was high as a kite and he couldn't help it, because the dick felt so good in him and he was so horny and hungry for a man to use him, all he could see was his strong, sexy, manly daddy. At this point, he knew that his daddy was depraved and sadistic. But dick and drugs could turn a boy into a hopeless lover. Finally, I felt the electric sensation of wanting to cum, an burning sensitivity rushing through my penis as it thrusted. I grabbed both his ankles hard enough to snap them off and buried my cock to the hilt as I unloaded one of the biggest nuts in recent memory. My whole body convulsed as I roared and gasped, shuddering as my cock just pulsed inside him, shooting jet after jet of my seed into him. He moaned in ecstasy as he felt my dick harden and vibrate. Then, everything became silent besides for our grunting and panting. I slowly pulled my dick out. A splash of cum was dragged back with it and popped out of his hole. One thick drop trickled down his tailbone. For a moment, all I could do is just touch him and finger him gently to feel the cum inside his hole. It was still so smooth and tender. It's amazing how something that felt so soft inside could withstand the brutal beating my dick just gave it. Faggot looked completely used up and laid limp, his legs having fallen on the mattress after his marathon of having them being split apart. He was still a handsome, beautiful boy even like this. I laid down next to him and caressed his face and body, kissing him. "Daddy," he groaned weakly. "I... i want more..." I smiled just a little, feeling pride in how much of a cock whore I turned him into in just an hour. Out of impulse, I suddenly decided to revise my plan for enslaving him. I was just going to take him. I got up and zipped my jeans up. From one of the cabinets I retrieved a brown leather leash with a 5 foot chain. I pressed my body down on Faggot to restrain him and clipped the collar of the leash around his neck. I looped a small padlock around where I clipped it and locked it shut. Then, I tied the chain around one of the pipes protruding from the wall and put a padlock around the tied chain. I had the keys in the main room, where he wouldn't be able to reach. Tweaked and confused, Faggot yanked experimentally at the chain. Then, he realized he was trapped, but he didn't panic. He looked at me with puppy eyes with a pleading look, just waiting for me to explain. I got on the mattress with my enslaved boy and held his naked body in my giant arms. "Listen, Faggot," I said softly. "I'm going to turn you into my whore. You're going to live here now, and you're never going to leave this fucking room, got it? I recorded everything that just happened, you doing the drugs and getting fucked, and I'm going to anonymously send it to your parents, teachers, friends, whoever I can get ahold of. You're never going to see or talk to any of those people ever again. I'm going to smash your phone, throw out your house keys, and keep your wallet. From now on, this is your new reality." Even violently high, Faggot was realizing the gravity of the situation. "Daddy... Please! Don't show anyone the video. Please," he begged. "I'll be a good boy. I'll do whatever you want. Please..." Tears welled up in his eyes, realizing the shock that would hit everyone he ever knew. I ran my hand through his hair. "Bitch, you're going to do whatever I want anyways. That's not going to stop me. I'm going to send it to all of them through your phone and tell them you couldn't resist your inner whore anymore and ran off to become a pornstar. And you're going to become a pornstar, because these videos are going on any porn site I can publish them on, and I'm going to make whatever money I can from filming you. From now on, your purpose is taking my dick whenever I'm horny and making money using your body and cunt. All of my nut goes in you. All of my piss goes in you or on you. There are going to be men coming in and out to come fuck you. That's because I'm going to sell your pussy to them. When I make a sale, I'll tell you to get ready." Faggot looked at me with fear and arousal. His lip trembled, and his handsome face looked almost pitiful. He looked so helpless and boyish I almost felt sorry for him until I remembered that he's just a piece of property now. Even still, I knew a small part of him was excited to be with me and embrace an endless cycle of drugs, sex, and personal and physical maintenance. ------ The next day, I woke up with Faggot in my arms. Being in the basement with no windows, I couldn't even tell what time it was or how long we slept. Last night, he cried a little bit after reality kicked in, but I gave him some weed to smoke and slept on the mattress with him instead of my bed. The boy calmed down eventually and fell asleep, and I fell asleep holding him. I let him continue to sleep. One perk of being here is that he doesn't have to wake up to an alarm. When he eventually did wake up, I was ready to introduce him the finer details of his new life. I made him a small breakfast of eggs and packaged fruit and brought him a gallon jug of water for the day. As he ate, I spoke. "We're going to have to have rules to keep you in place. "Let's start with the most important one. You can't refuse any man I sell you to. Old, ugly, fat, short, sweaty, smelly, I don't give a fuck. They pay, they fuck. If they want to fuck raw, which will be encouraged because I'm not supplying condoms, you take it raw. Nod if you understand." Faggot nodded vigorously, determined. "Second. Sometimes I'm going to have to take you out. I might take you on a house call to a john or to a bathhouse. I definitely have to take you to the doctor and get tested constantly since you'll be taking so much raw dick and cum. You're going to get diseases, so I gotta catch them fast so that you can still fuck. You need to go to a dentist, go to the gym, and tan. When we go out, I lead you by your leash and you keep a blindfold on. You get one outfit to put on: the one you wore here today. You hop right into the back of my van and wait for me to let you out." "People are also going to ask questions. They're going to see you filthy and dressed like a street whore when you show up to the doctor's office. Let me do the talking. Under no circumstances are you to talk to anyone when we go out unless it's a man who's going to fuck you. I want my whore to interact only with men who use you for sex. That'll be all you know and all the companionship you get. If you try to ask anyone for help, remember you'll be out on the street homeless with severe withdrawal from any number of drugs I'm gonna put you on. That, and before I go to jail, I'm going to beat the shit out of you. And you won't have any money or ID, because, third, any money you earn goes to me. Whatever you need, I buy for you if I want to. Including drugs. "Fourth, you keep cum inside you as long as you can. I will flush your hole out regularly to keep it clean, but you are a cum dump slut and when I fuck you at the end of the night, you better be oozing. I don't care how nasty the guys are who breed you, you respect them by letting their sperm inseminate every fiber of your being. "Fifth, you will always be high. I'll be fucking you up with all kinds of stuff of my choosing. I even got stuff to make you sleep. When men come to fuck you, you will always be tweaked beforehand and given more during or in-between. If you're going to be my whore, I'm going to force you to be heavily addicted to drugs and sex. The johns will know that you are useless without drugs and sex and therefore should feel like they can treat you pretty much however they want because you're a desperate, fucked up piece of garbage who needs their dick to survive. I will make sure you're safe and not damaged in order to ensure you can continue doing your job. "Finally, your name is no longer Chris, and I don't want to ever hear that name again. From now on, your name is now Faggot. One of my buddies learned how to tattoo, so he'll be tattooing your name as a tramp stamp on your back. That way, johns will know that Faggot is your name." I finished as Faggot finished chewing his food. It took him a long time to put it down since he still had residual T in his system. He looked at me with those blue eyes, fresh and sparkly after a full night's sleep, but a little red from crying. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned into me and wrapped his smooth body around my torso and rested his ass in my lap. "Daddy?" "Yeah, Faggot?" "Does this mean I'm going to do meth everyday and get fucked by you constantly? Multiple times a day?" "Yeah. You're going to feel real good on T all the time, baby. And now that I have you, I'm never going to jerk off again. If I wanna get off, we have sex." The boy leaned his blond hair into my big chest. He felt so small and fragile in my arms, even though he was a fully toned and developed young man. "Then fuck it. I want to be your whore, and I don't need anything from my old life. As long as I have you, I don't need anything or anyone else. At home or at school, I'm always horny and wishing that men were gay and would fuck me. If the only human interaction I have is with men and through having sex, that's more than enough. I want to be a good whore for you, Daddy." I looked at Faggot and felt nothing but pride and love for the boy. I took his life from him and he's still going to be a good whore boy for me. That's exactly the kind of unconditional worship I expect from him. I wanted to tell him I love him, but what I really loved was the piece of flesh that he was. I held him in my arms and kissed him softly for a while, and then without a word, I stood up and left him chained there. I opened up grindr, Scruff, bbrt, A4A, and craigslist. It was time to make him some profiles. Part 3 coming soon

32. "Oh yeah! Fuck!" Tony moaned, feeling Louis' hot mouth around his monster cock. He pulled it out from the hungry mouth. "You like your first cock, stud? "Yeah! Yeah I fucking do!" "Then go on and suck it some more!" Tony ordered and pulled Louis on his cock again. He felt hands on his ass and back. Aaron and Kev came from each side and started kissing him. "Try a different cock!" Tony commanded again. Louis obeyed. He moved to the right and started swallowing Aaron's 8.5 inches. Tony looked at Eric, who was still jerking his cock, watching his best friend be a total cocksucker. Louis moved to Kev's toxic 7 inches. Clearly loving to have his mouth used. Tony saw, that Eric stood up, still massaging his cock. He stared into his eyes - they were filled with lust and curiosity. Tony pulled Louis up and dropped to his knees himself. He started sucking the hairy hunk's 8 inch veiny cock. Louis moaned and pushed Tony's head deeper on his cock. Tony stretched his hand out and played with Louis' nipple, hidden under the forrest of dark, coarse fur. He took the cock out. "Your friend looks like he wants to join..." said Tony towards Louis. Louis looked towards Eric. He was leaned against the wall, his cock hard as rock. "You really don't wanna join Eric?" he asked. Eric looked at him confused. "Oh c'mon Eric! It feels fucking amazing!" Louis' moaned with his cock in Tony's mouth. "I... I..." "Come give it a go bud! It won't kill you!" said Louis. Eric unsurely stepped closer to the men. Aaron came to him, grabbed his cock and led him closer. They stopped in front of Louis and Tony. Aaron pushed Eric down. "Try it out" said Tony as he popped Louis' cock out of his mouth. Eric hesitated for a second. Then he started sucking the tip. Then he went deeper. And deeper. And faster. Tony smirked as he heard Louis moan and grab Eric's bald head and pushed him deeper on his cock. Tony stood up. After a little while, he waved his poz cock around. Eric stopped sucking Louis. "You like that huh?" Tony asked. "Yeah." Eric said clearly. Tony laughed and pulled him up into a deep kiss. Then he watched Louis and Eric make out. He came to Eric from behind. Kev and Aaron did the same with Louis. He put his hand on his ass and fondled it. He continued massaging it. Then he squished his toxic cock on his asscrack and bit and kissed into his neck from dehind. Eric turned around and kissed Tony again. He could see, that Aaron and Kev were kissing Louis' hairy shoulders and neck. "You want this toxic cock?" "I... I... I..." "Do You?" "Uhm... I... I... Yeah." Eric confessed. Tony's big cock bounced. He rubbed Eric's hole with his fingers. Then he slid one in and started finger fucking Eric gently. Eric groaned and looked deep into his buddy's ass, who was getting the same treatment from both Kev's and Aaron's fingers. Tony slowed got his cock into position. He started pushing it in. Eric groaned. Louis as well after being impaled on Aaron's cock. Tony started drilling Eric's virgin hole. He saw Eric and Louis started making out. Tony speeded up, fucking Eric with som much agression, he moaned into the kiss. On the other side, Aaron was pumping his toxic cock into Louis' cunt. The man was so hot! Muscular, beefy and hairy all over! Aaron speeded up his tempo, grabbed Louis by the hips and started impaling him deeper on his dirty cock. "FUCK YEAH! Take our fucking toxic cocks!" Tony shouted and continued to drill Eric's ass, occasionaly stroking his shiny bald scalp and slapping his hot ass. Tony and Aaron both felt their orgasms approaching. Tony was going really fast now. His toxic cum boiled inside his balls. "YEAH FUCKER!" he roared as he smashed his cock balls deep into Eric. "You want that toxic load?" asked Aaron seductively. Louis just groaned. Tony started cumming inside Eric's neg pussy and shouted: "YEAH! FUCKING TAKE MY POZ LOAD! GONNA CHARGE YOU UP STRAIGHT BOY!" Aaron's orgasm approached as well he emptied his charged up cum inside Louis and said: "Yeah! Fuck! Pozzing your virgin hole right now!" Louis moaned. They took their cock out of the stretched out, gaping holes. Both "straight" guys stood up, still moaning and kissing, feelung their manpussies dripping tocic cum. Kev was still jerking his poz cock. "Let Kev have a piece as well boys!" daid Aaron. Kev bent over and spread his cheeks apart saying: " Breed me with your neg load!" Eric slipped his cock inside Kev. Louis came to Kev's mouth. Kev started sucking on Louis' cock. They didn't last long, feeling poz cum dripping down their legs and a hot mouth or pussy around their cocks. They both came at the same time with wild grunts and noises. Lemme know what you think! Don't be shy message me or leave a comment!??☣☣?

6. "You what!?" shouted Rick in disbelief. "Fuck yeah, I'm telling you, he is hung, nine inches or more! He fucks like a pro and gives good head too! And I think I just helped him discover he's into piss! Plus you should have heard him begging for my toxic load!" Fuck! Rick couldn't believe it. Just yesterday, he found out his nephew was gay and if that wasn't enough of a shock, today his boyfriend was reporting he had fucked Rick's nephew, filling his ass with toxic cum, which apparently, Tony had enjoyed. Rick should have been so angry, but he couldn't find find any: he was too much of a pig for that. In fact at that moment his cock was rock hard, a point which Danny apparently notice. "Oooh, I see you like the idea baby." said Danny as he stepped closer and grabbed Rick's hard dick through his jeans adding "I have a few ideas! We should give it a few days and then...." That night they ended up fucking so hard, they almost broke the bed. They did it as loud as they could, with a lot of loud dirty talk. They made sure Tony heard them in the other room. 7. Tony had just finished his first two weeks at college, and thanks to his daily trips to the gym with Uncle Rick and Danny, could already see evidence of actual progress. In the past he had only worked-out two or three times a week and only at home, so his progress had been minimal. His new regime, however, meant his biceps were already bigger, as were his leg muscles and pecs. His abs were now more defined and even his shoulers and back seemed a little broader! Other than that, however, nothing very exciting was happening. So far he found his school fun, and had attended a few parties with new found friends. On the other hand he hadn't had sex since the shower with Danny, but his Uncle and Danny have been getting it on almost every single night! He could swear it! And holy shit were they loud! His dick always got hard as rock whenever his Uncle or Danny talked about recharging the other's poz hole with his toxic cum. He has also done a bit of research, and had watched a lot of bareback, hardcore and piss porn, he also visited a lot of sites with the themes of HIV, read a lot of poz erotic fiction and was jerking off to it nonstop! After several weeks Tony concluded Danny hadn't pozzed him, as Tony hadn't experienced the fuck flu about which he had learned from the sites he was visiting. But Tony definitely found the idea of being pozzed so damn hot! He wasn't sure what to do. It was Friday and Tony, who had just walked through the door having come home from school, was approached by his Uncle who asked "Hey Tony, Danny and I are gonna go out with our friends tonight. I was wondering if you'd like to come along." "You know, we could show you one of our favorite places and get some of our friends to meet you." added Danny. "Uhmmm....sure. I'd love that!" said Tony and hurried to his room to get dressed. 8. As soon as they entered the bar, Tony noticed something unusual about the bar. He didn't see any women! The bar was full of men! Even the strippers dressed only in jockstraps or speedos were guys. Another thing he noticed was, that while some men in the bar were dressed casually, some wore more...revealing clothes, for example: he just spotted a guy on his left that was wearing big leather boots and leather pants with what seemed like a removeable crotch! And on top he was only wearing a harness! Tony looked at Danny all confused, but he just winked at him. Rick and Danny finally spotted their friends, who were waving at them, sitting at the bar table on stools. The two men stood up and hugged Tony's uncle and Danny. "Guys, this is my nephew Tony that I told you about." said uncle Rick, nodding his head towards Tony. "Hi, It's so nice to meet you!" said one of the men and the other one nodded. " Tony, these are our friends. This is Sam, and this is Duke!" Tony shook both of their hands and they sat at the bar table. Tony was checking those two men out. The younger one, Sam, who (as he later found out) was 26 years old. He seemed very tall, around 6.3 and was very good looking with dark hair, hazel eyes and a physique to die for! He was wearing casual jeans, but with leather boots and a tight black shirt showing off his muscles. The older one, Duke was 39, was about 6 feet tall, was Latin, with darker skin than Danny's was, also muscular and was wearing more casual clothes, although his tanktop was showing off his muscles as well. "What will you have?" asked Sam. "Nothing for me." said Rick and added: "but get Tony a drink." "We're off dancing anyway, so we'll leave you guys to it ." said Danny with a smile and left with Rick towards the dancefloor and the strippers. "So what will you have stud?" asked Sam with a grin. "I don't know to be honest, I'm kind of surprised that uncle Rick wants me to get a drink." laughed Tony. "Why is that?" asked Duke. "Well, I'm not 21 yet." "Oh fuck that, the bartenders here don't give a shit. Plus I've always considered that law bullshit." "Ok then. What are you guys drinking?" asked Tony nervously. "I'm drinking scotch and here Sammy is having some good beer." replied Duke. "I think I'll have the beer!" Sam waved at the bartender and ordered two beers. The beer came and they started sipping and talking a bit. "So, how's college Tony?" asked Sam "It's nice, I've made a few friends and went to a few parties. I like it so far!" "Any boyfriend?" "Oh, I'm not out, but I guess my uncle already knows, since he took me a gay bar." he laughed. "But no, I don't have one." "Really? I would guess guys would tear each other apart for a chance with you." laughed Duke. Tony chuckled and went a little red. After the third beer, Tony's bladder started calling. "Listen guys, I have to go take a piss, does anyone know where the bathroom is?" "Yeah, sure. I'll go with you. I might have to let it out as well." smiled Sam and led him to the bathroom. 9. The bathroom was very simple. Plain white everything. Tony noticed a black door in the back of the bathroom, but didn't really think about where it leads. He stood up to the nearest urinal and Sam took the one next to him. Tony pulled his pants down and tried to let out his stream. He couldn't let the piss out, because his dick had started to go hard! "Aahh, shit!" he cursed. "What's wrong?" asked Sam sounding entertained. "Uhmmm...nothing." said Tony embarassed. At that moment Sam looked over at Tony's crotch. "Fuck!" he said. Tony looked at him confused. "Someone is packing!" "Uhmmm...thanks." said Tony, but he couldn't even finish. Sam reached over and grabbed his dick. Tony looked at Sam with a question in his eyes. "Don't worry, not here." Sam laughed. "Wow, how big are you? It must be bigger than mine! And I'm usually the big one." he continued completely mesmerized by Tony's long, fat cock. "It's 9 inches." said Tony confidently. "No! It must be bigger. Mine's 9 inches and this seems bigger." said Sam, while stroking Tony. "Well....I don't really measure it. Last time I did, was when I turned 17." "It can be bigger by now for sure." said Sam with a grin. "Come with me!" said Sam with a grin and led Tony to the black door.

3. The showers were empty. Daniel and Tony entered and stepped under two showers next to each other, they dropped their towels, hung them on the wall and started showering. Daniel was looking over at Tony's naked body, thinking he wasn't too muscular, but he definitely had started showing some abs on his belly and his biceps and pecs were starting to fill out a little bit. Daniel's gaze continued down and stopped at Tony's butt and crotch. Then Daniel focused on Tony's body hair: his pecs were sporting a little hair already and so were his arms, while his legs were actually quite hairy. His pubes were trimmed to the same length as was his treasure trail. Beneath awaited a surprise. An unexpectedly large soft cock, thick, with a big vein, and nice, relatively big balls. Then It started to get hard slowly. Daniel reasoned it was a consequence of his own slowly hardening cock, big muscles and tattoos. As it continued to grow, the vein was sticking out even more. It never seemed to stop growing! It was really big and thick as a beer can! Daniel was impressed, and wildly turned on. Daniel's dick grew to it's own thick 7.5 inches. "That's quite a boner you have there." said Daniel in awe. "Uhmm... thanks?" said Tony, all confused. "Can say the same about you." he added. "Not as big as yours though. Damn, how big is that pipe?" "9 inches, last time i checked." said Tony, flattered and confused at the same. "Wow, that's really big, but definitely looks bigger than that to me! It's fucking big!" "Can I touch it?" Daniel didn't wait for a clear answer. He came closer and took Tony's cock into both his hands. He started stroking it and a soft moan escaped Tony's mouth. "Like it?" "Yeah." said Tony, breathing heavily. Daniel moved closer and stopped a few inches away from Tony's mouth. Daniel pushed Tony against the cold wall, their dicks squished together, Their hands on each other's asses as they passionately kissed - until Tony broke off the kiss asking "But what about uncle Rick!?" "Oh trust me, he wouldn't mind I promise you, but we don't have to tell him if you don't want to." "Uhm.... ok." said Tony slowly. They started making out again. Daniel going down on Tony, kissing his neck, then moved to his nipples, he kissed them, bit them and then further down, kissing and licking Tony's abdomen. Tony was going crazy, moaning and panting. Was he really about to fuck his uncle's boyfriend? It felt kind of wrong, but it was really exciting at the same time. Plus Daniel was super hot! His bulging muscles and handsome face made his dick throb. And the tattoos! Daniel's arm's were covered in flames and tribal designs. There was a scorpion with a skull for a head on his left shoulder and his nipples were pierced with big gold rings. And the most interesting one was a big red and black biohazard symbol which was centered on Daniel's belly button. Daniel finally got to Tony's cock. He kissed the head, licked the whole length of the monster and then started sucking it, slowly at first, but the pace quickened. Daniel tried to swallow the whole dick, but always ended up choking, which was strange, because it was rare for him to ever choke on a cock. Daniel was giving Tony one of, if not the best blowjob he ever had. He was a real pro, Tony was moaning like crazy and thought, if Daniel will continue like this, he won't last long. Then Daniel stopped, stood up and passionately kissed Tony again. "I want your cock in my ass." Daniel whispered. Tony just moaned and shook his head yes. Daniel turned around, stroking his cock and bent over against the wall. "Daniel? I don't have a condom." "Fuck it. I don't use them. It's so much better raw, you'll see." chuckled Daniel. Slowly, Tony slid his dick in. Daniel moaned as the monster dick slid up his ass. "Fuck me!" ordered Daniel. Tony started fucking. He went slow for a few seconds, but then he started going faster and faster, until he was fucking like crazy. 'Damn, this boy is a beast!' thought Daniel. Tony didn't last long as he hadn't jerked-off since he left home and he was already all horned up from Daniel's blowjob. "I'm gonna, I'm....gonna.....CUM!" Tony moaned, as he rammed his cock balls deep into Daniel's ass and started cumming inside, roaring like an animal as his cock was throbbing and getting milked by Daniel's ass as Tony remarked "That was so hot," again kissing Daniel. "It was so fucking hot" agreed Daniel.

When I fuck, I only want to dump my load in a boy's hole. If he is hard or not doesn't interest me. However I want him to focus on the cocks he is taking, so wouldn't let him touch himself. If he's hard and still keep trying to touch his dick, I like to jerking him off, make him cum until his cock is soft and flaccid. Then I keep on fucking even if he tries to get my dick out once he came. But quickly they turn into hungry holes again.

When I top, I totally ignore the bottoms cock and slap his hand away if he tries to touch it. He should be focused on my cock. I take it as a sign of submission when the bottoms cock is soft while I'm using his hole. And I frankly don't care what he does after I deposit my seed in him. Similarly, when I'm getting fucked - I NEVER touch my cock out of respect for the fucker using me. Further, I find it distracting when the fucker wants to stroke me while he is doing me

For me, it depends on who I am fucking. If it is some random or anonymous bloke I am fucking or a bloke that I picked up for the night, I am usually not very interested in his cock. I just want to fuck his ass and leave my load deep inside him. In those cases I would prefer he not get hard and I would not let him touch his cock: I want him to concentrate on my cock fucking his ass and his cock just becomes a distraction. I will let him shoot his load, but not before I shoot my load into his ass. He’s not allowed to cum before me. If I am fucking a bloke that I am dating or a boyfriend (though I am currently single) or someone I care a lot about, I am less bothered if he gets hard but I would prefer he stay soft. I usually take it as a compliment, that I am fucking him right and he is enjoying it and I am giving him pleasure. However, I don’t want him to play with his cock so I always get into fucking positions where he can’t touch himself and as before. I usually won’t let him cum before me – if I can help it! TONY

The Brothel Part 1 My name is Jaxx, and I own one of the biggest, most infamous criminal businesses in America. I've dedicated my life to spreading drug addiction, diseases, and prostitution, and this is the story of how it all started. When I was 35, I thought I was the shit. I was a tan 6'4" cue-ball made of 280 pounds of pure, bulging, tattooed muscle. Some people called me a meathead, but fuck them. When I got angry or aggressive (which was often), everyone shut the hell up. If I wanted a hole to fuck, I could pick from any number of holes that were begging me to fuck them. However, I now admit I was struggling to stay afloat. I lived alone then in a run-down basement apartment in the hood of Philadelphia. I hadn't talked to my family in over 7 years - I had been living with my parents until I was 28. They kicked me out after 10 years of me doing nothing but amateur porn, smoking weed in the house, and bringing girls and fags home to fuck. Took them long enough, I guess, but being a small-time straight male pornstar barely pays at all, so I started dealing drugs too. I mainly sold meth, crack, and coke, but I pushed a little bit of everything, including rarer gems like GHB and K. I had to deal with all kinds of fucked up customers, many of them flaky and shady as hell. One day, one of my customers gave my contact to this boy named Chris. To this day, I don't know Chris' last name, even though I've known him for years. Chris was only 18 at the time and was still finishing high school. He had lost his virginity much earlier than that apparently, but it wasn't until he was old enough to be active on hook-up sites and get into gay bars and clubs did he try Tina for the first time. By the time he had decided to buy from me, he had already tried it a few times, and the bottom boy lived for it. I arranged for Chris to meet me by the parking garages at the end of the street at 10PM. By the time I walked down there at 9:50, Chris was already there waiting, looking suspicious and lost. My eyes widened. It was love at first sight. And that, I mean I knew I needed to fuck him. Even then, I had thoughts of how I'd ruin his life. Chris was the type of boy who was probably timid and sometimes picked on because he was gay but was so gorgeous it would've been impossible for him not to know it. Given his track record with sleeping around town, I'm guessing he did know. He was 5'8", toned just enough that he had pretty defined arms and chest but wasn't at all big. He had soft golden blond hair in spikes like a surfer, sported a deep tan, had the whitest teeth and most brilliant blue eyes I've ever seen, and a charming boyish smile that screamed of innocence. I knew he wasn't all innocent though. He had a deep arc in his lower back that thrust out his juicy ass, which he accented with tight skinny jeans that sagged just a little. His tan skin was perfectly smooth, so something tells me he shaves or waxes. He had two big studs in his ears, and he wore this crazy low-cut shirt that was so tight his nipples stood right out. The boy looked like a slut. Everything about his appearance says he likes men and wants men. At that moment, I instantly changed my mind about the deal. "Hey. Chris?" I asked rhetorically. I reached out my hand, which looked gigantic compared to his. "Y-Yeah. You're Jaxx, right?" He put his delicate baby-soft hand into mine, and I almost crushed it with my firm grip. "That's me. Pleasure to meet you, babe. How about we head over to my place?" I offered. His eyes lit up, and I smiled a devilish grin. I knew this boy was attracted to me, and he was excited to think that maybe I was attracted to him too. I was, and I am. I grinned and placed my hand on his ass and guided him in the direction of my apartment. I led him down a staircase coming from the sidewalk into the basement floor, where we walked to end of the hall. The door in front was the boiler room. The door to the right was my apartment. I sensed he was little scared, but also excited. My place is just a fuck den and nothing more. It's enough to freak any unsuspecting young boy out, but then again he came here to buy my drugs and probably hoped to take my dick, so he wasn't going to back out. My whole place consisted of only two rooms and a bathroom. The door opens to the main room. In one corner of the room was my bed, or really just a mattress on a frame with a sheet covering it. Two dirty pillows, no headboard. In another corner was a computer and TV-monitor. Against the wall were my clothes strewn across the dirty concrete floor - a messy tumble of jeans, wife-beaters, socks, sneakers, and boots. A table in a third corner had all kinds of junk and a microwave on it. The trash was overflowing, and most of it was on the ground around it. Little empty drug baggies mixed themselves in with empty beer cans and bits of litter and debris. The second room, which I call the cave, I kept locked, was smaller, and consisted of a mattress, several locked cabinets packed to the brim with drugs, a suitcase for distribution, and various drug paraphernalia lying around. On a little nightstand stood a glass bong and a tray with a pipe, torches, butane, points, plastic syringes, etc. Several half-full bottles of poppers and various oily lubes were littered on and around the mattress. Finally, the bathroom looked akin to a gas station bathroom. No additional explanation needed. Chris stood there awkwardly, not knowing where to be. I unlocked the cave and led him inside onto the mattress. I sat him down, picked up the glass bong and a fat bag of crystals, then liberally poured the stuff into the bowl piece. "You're a new customer, so let me smoke you up. First one's on me," I said as I started melting the crystals. "And if you keep me company and smoke with me tonight, I'll give you the ball for half the price I said it was." Chris' face lit up with excitement, and he even shined his pearly white teeth. Before he could respond verbally though, I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and told him to pull. The clouds rolled furiously as the bong grew into an opaque, almost yellowish white. He struggled to take as much of it as he could, but he had to do it in two breaths. When he exhaled, his clouds were cotton-thick. "Oh shit," he coughed. It was so hot watching him. He was bewildered by the bong hits and I could tell he was already feeling fuzzy and good. I love a lightweight. "Holy fuck, that was a lot." I then gave myself a huge hit too. As soon as I sucked a fiendish cloud into my lungs, I pressed my lips to his and shotgunned it into him. He gulped it down with some trouble, and the clouds billowed out from his mouth. "Fuck yeah," he mumbled, beginning to touch himself through his shirt restlessly. He saw me eyeing him, and then flushed with embarrassment. The T was fucking with his body heat, and he was already sweating. "You feel good, babe?" I asked. "Yeah, I feel real good. Can I take another hit?" he asked. "Hell yeah. Tonight, you can take as many hits as you want." He looked at me like I was his hero. If he wasn't already halfway to becoming a Tina whore, he probably would've realized I was actually a bad man. I passed the bong to him and lit the torch for him again, keeping the flame there to force him to take another monstrous hit he couldn't handle. I watched him cough and choke, then pretended to care and ask if he was OK. I didn't give a shit if he was OK. I kissed him softly on the lips after every time I shot-gunned my hit to him and asked him if he was feeling good. Little did he know, feeding him my leftover clouds would be the only time I'd ever kiss him like that. At that point, I had already decided Chris wasn't going to be a customer. He was going to be my whore, and I was feeding him hits I was already planning on how to enslave him. You see, I installed a secret camera built into a clock on the nightstand. I already have a tape of Chris smoking T, but that's only the beginning. Over the course of the following few weeks, the camera would capture Chris doing cocktails of drugs multiple times as well as getting bred by quite an array of anonymous men. I'd then blackmail Chris to being my live-in whore if he didn't want the videos released to his friends and family and the internet...and then I planned to do it anyway. Once he's living with me, he'll become fully dependent on drugs, and I'll start selling his pussy and videos of him getting fucked. The rest is just making him follow a fitness plan and taking care of his body to keep him sexy and healthy enough in face of all that I was going to put him through. I got more excited about my plans for Chris looking at his pure face. Just thinking about how I'm going to be the one responsible for turning this innocent boy into a piece of whore trash that's gonna get violated by so many sleazy men without remorse...it turned me on a hell lot. After we cleared two rounds of the bong, I set it down and decided it was time to enjoy what would soon be mine. Without ceremony, I slid my hand under Chris' shirt. My hand's giant, muscled silhouette was visible down to the vein through his skin-tight shirt until it reached his pecs. I glazed my fingers over his nipples, savoring them. His skin was so smooth and warm I heard myself groan with lust. Even though he turned a little red and was clearly nervous, he didn't protest. Partly because he liked and trusted me, partly because he was spun, and partly just because he was another easy, slutty faggot. I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. To be continued.

My Conversion After high school, I left my small town for the military and never looked back. All through my sexual exploration I had fucked around with both boys and girls. I had the captain of the football team and the head cheerleader after my cock, and a nice cock it is too. I guess before I go any further I should describe myself: 5’10, #160 of muscle, blonde hair, blue eyes; a wrestler’s build; 8” of uncut cock and a nice set of low hanging balls. Basically out on my own, I kept up my bi-sexual ways when I could. Being in the military back in the early 90’s meant being closeted about fucking around with guys or you were in big trouble. But as they say, any hole in a storm; or sometimes if I was in the mood, any cock in a storm. I never worried about pregnancies with the girls, and since most of the guys I fucked around with were also military, condoms were rarely used. I never kept track of the girls I fucked; after all if they got knocked up it was their problem to deal with, at least in my mind. When I got out of the military after my four years and settled in Washington, DC, I still kept slutting around, but more and more often it was with guys and fewer girls or women caught my eye. Eventually I settled down with one of my regular fuck buddies, Dave, and over time we seemed to become a couple. We’d often find a third or more to add to our fuck fests, but it was always the two of us that stayed the night after kicking the other guy out. Then came the day, about two years after I left the military, that the one person I cared about as more than just a fuck screwed me over. Dave and I always bet on the games: football, baseball, basketball; college or pro, it didn’t matter what it was we loved to bet on just about everything. Sometimes it was for money, but mostly they were bets of a sexual nature; who would bottom, who would find the next third for us, who would wear the sexy undies. Little did I know that these bets would forever change my life. One day I lost, and Dave wanted me to bottom for Steve, a guy he knew. So Dave set it up. Steve was a big guy, not fat, just imposingly tall, thickly build, and a monster cock. The night Steve was to fuck me, we started off with a few drinks in the living room before moving things to the bedroom. Dave undressed me as I undressed Steve. Dave remained dressed, and said he just wanted to watch tonight. He had done this before, so I thought nothing of it at the time. Once Steve and I were naked, we crawled onto the bed and began to make out, both of our cocks slowly rising to attention as we kissed and our hands roamed over each other’s bodies. After a few minutes of kissing and fondling, we moved around on the bed to 69. Steve was a great cocksucker; and if the moans he made around my cock were anything to go by, along with his still growing cock, he was enjoying my skills on his cock. It seemed like only minutes, but when Steve pulled his cock out of my mouth, I noticed that we had been sucking each other off for almost half an hour. He had me lay on my back, and he went back to working my cock, then my balls and eventually pushing my legs up and enthusiastically eat-out my hole. His tongue felt great pushing into my tight hole, opening it up with his spit. After eating me out for a while, he began to add fingers into the mix, really opening my hole up for his cock. I was writhing on the bed from the pleasure of his tongue and his fingers as they worked over my hole, getting it ready for his cock. Once he had sufficiently loosened-up my hole, he moved up my body and positioned his now leaking cock at my entrance. “You want this?” Steve asked. I looked over at Dave, who gave me a nod. “Yes, slide it in me.” I told Steve. “Ok, I’m going to fuck you till I fill you up with my cum." “Go for it. Get that cock in my ass.” Ah, if only I had known at the time what he really meant, why he asked me if I wanted it. Now, Steve was a great fuck, and his cock sank deep into my hole, opening it up and going in deep. He really pounded my hole, and, although rougher than I normally took, it felt strangely wonderful and liberating to have this beast of a man fucking me with his huge cock, which was much bigger than Dave’s average-sized cock or, for that matter, my above-average cock. He lasted about 30-40 minutes, and we changed positions a couple times, but never once did his cock leave my ass. He varied the thrusts between fast rabbit-punch type thrusts and slower deeper thrusts that really opened me up. I was moaning and enjoying the fuck the entire time. When Steve finally said he was close to cumming and was going to flood my ass with his cum, Dave moved to the bed and with Steve’s final thrust Dave kissed me and rubbed my head. Steve collapsed on top of me as his cock kept firing jet after jet of his cum deep in my ass. I milked his cock to get every drop of his cum into my ass. When he finally started to pull out, Dave moved down and cleaned his cock off for him. Then Dave took a plug out of the desk drawer and inserted it into my hole. I felt nice to be full again after the emptiness I had felt after Steve pulled out of my ass. It had been an exhausting fuck, and I laid on the bed drifting in and out as Steve dressed and Dave showed him out. After locking up, Dave came in, stripped and climbed into bed with me. He snuggled up to my back, and we both fell asleep, I never even came during the entire session. About 4:00 A.M., I woke up with a raging hard-on, and my sexy boyfriend lying next to me. He was back to me, so I began to rub my cock against his ass, he moaned and pushed back against me. We had both often fucked the other in the wee hours of the morning, so I slid my cock into Dave and soon filled his ass with my spunk. Afterwards I fell back asleep, my cock gradually softening in his now cummy hole. Weeks passed, more bets were made and paid up. We fell back into our routines and I didn’t think about the night with Steve again till about a couple of months later when I got terribly sick. I was nauseous, had chills, and sometimes even had trouble getting out of bed. Dave took care of me the whole time. About a week after I got better I went to the clinic for my regular STD screenings. I am sure you have figured out by now what happened when the results came back: I was HIV positive, had been for about a month and a half. When I looked back at it, everything had been there, under a subtext, perhaps, but definitely there - had I thought to examine the facts. I was pissed! Pissed at Dave for doing it to me, at myself for letting it happen, at the world for this disease existing. When I got over to Dave’s I really laid into him about it. Even though he was slightly bigger than me, I shoved him to the floor, rolled him onto his stomach, and pulled down the back of his sweatpants exposing his ass. I pulled my rock hard cock out of my jeans and just shoved it into his ass. He screamed in pain then started crying and telling me he was sorry. "You fucked up my life and now I am going to fuck up yours you fucking bastard!” I screamed at him as I pounded away as his ass, with no prep whatsoever. I felt my death seed getting ready to get shot into the first ass knowingly since I had become positive. “Here it comes, fucker! Your first injection of my poz seed!” With that, I planted my cock deep in his ass and let shot after shot of my now toxic seed fill his ass as I rested on top of his sobbing body. I slowly pulled out, and saw on my cock a mix of ass juice, cum and the pink tinge of blood. I rolled him onto his back, and shoved my cock into his mouth, ordering him “Clean that cock up fucker! From now on, you will take my seed in your cunt till you get pozzed up too!” Once my cock was cleaned, I sat back, drained of emotion and Dave lay on the floor, his pants still bunched beneath his ass and tears streamed down his cheeks. After the hurt and anger had settled, we sat down and talked. Dave told me of how he had wanted us to become poz together and then spread it around to all our conquests. He had told Steve that I wanted to get pozzed but that I had not told him, but he had found out and wanted to give it to me as a present. Dave told me that he wanted the bug too, and that he would take every fuck I gave him till he came down with the fuck flu. Then with both of us poz, we’d start spreading our seed around and poz up every guy we could, even the ones who played 'safe only' with the same doctored condoms we used to stealth when we were neg. I kissed him, and told him to go get his ass in the bed because I was going to breed him all night and fill him so full of my toxic cum that he would be poz within a week.

For me to really get crazy horny during sex poz talk has to be part of it now. I think my danger fetish has grown tremendously. I totally love danger I find it's a major major turn on

Dude. Burner numbers. Google Voice. Keep a separate GV number and don't register it with anything so you're not linked to it. Easy to block people too. When you do they get a "this number as been disconnected" message. Though I also have gotten so distrusting of people in Los Angeles that I usually do a quick background check on hookups and if their number is a burner, I usually don't. Oh and use Signal. Best encrypted messaging calling texting whatever app.

Yeah, he’s out hustling on that street where you saw him shirtless. Yeah, he is taking everyone’s cock and ass bare. He wants you to think he only does that with you, but that is bullshit. If that scares you, I think you’re done with him. He probably won’t ask you for money every time just every time he needs it. He probably had a bad run of luck or needs money for something specific, so he hit you up for some. He’s probably more than happy to give you freebies when he is flush, but today he wasn’t. If he asks again, tell him “no.” You are way too young and hot to need to pay.

Yes @TTFN, a tad daft to have a limit on votes. I think one is limited to about 9 or so a day. That's me just getting started. Ha. Already I have used my quota for today. Argh. Maybe extending the limit could be a good idea.

If only life was this exciting. stories like this make being pozzed sound great. I am not sure but as I have noted I have quit requiring condoms to fuck me. taking my chances. I am going to cum now and hope for more story like this.

First some context at the time i had fooled around a little other males when i was in my teen years. I was now 24 and although in a relationship with who would become my future wife i still had the urge and really wanted to know what it felt like to be fucked. My Gf had gone on holiday with her family i was at a loose end and horny, started watching some gay porn and decided it was now or never. I had been looking and chatting on a gay hook up site for few weeks prior but never agreed to meet at this time. I decided to post a ad stating what i wanted to try and see what happened. It did not take me long to get messages back a lot with pictures i looked through and settled on a slightly older guy that lived about 10 miles from where i lived. We exchanged a few messages and agreed to meet at cruising spot which he knew about. I got ready quick shower clean up the whole time nervous but excited. I drove to the place that we where planning to meet he had already told me the car to look for and i had done the same. I got there first and was feeling like perhaps this was not a good idea when another car pulled up alongside mine and it was the guy i agreed to meet. He got out and walked to drivers side i lowered my window and we exchanged a brief conversation, i invited him into my car to continue to talk and see what would happen, he made me feel very at ease and asled me if would like to play a little a just nodded my head and he put his hand on my thigh a moved towards my cock which was rock hard with excitement he smiled and asked my to pull down my bottoms and underwear i did this and he started to wank me. He asked if i wanted to play with him i said yes he pulled down his bottoms and out sprung his cock looked so much bigger than the pictures i had seen. I started to play with him too i decided i wanted to taste him so i lowered my head onto his cock and started to take him in my mouth it tasted really good. Although i could not deep throat him he was enjoying it and he was also teasing my hole with his fingers which i loved. He then lifted my head up and said did i want to fulfill my fantasy of being fucked he smiled and shoved another finger into my ass i moaned with pleasure he smiled and told me that he was going to make me his bitch and make me moan more. He told me to pull my trousers up and follow him as he knew a place we could walk too to continue this. After i got out of the car and got onto the path he grabbed me and kissed me, something i had said i did not really want to do but i found myself letting him and kissing him back obviously sensing i would obey he told me to remove my trousers and underwear and carry them he said where we where going is about 5 mins away and he wanted me to walk ahead so he could admire my ass. I did as i was told and walked ahead. We got to the area and there was a picnic table there. He sat on the table and told me to suck him again after few mins of this he told me to bend over on the table. He then pulled out a bottle which was lube and applied this to my hole and his cock i felt him behind me and could fill the tip of his cock at my hole it made me jump with excitement and nervous energy i felt the head enter me amd i yelped and said that it hurts he told me to relax and that he would take it slow he pushed forward more still hurt a bit but was also feeling good, i must of relaxed more than thought because soon i could feel his pubes at my ass and he told me he was deep in me. He pulled out and then all back in i yelped again but after frw more thrusts the pain was gone and felt so good. He started to get faster and he was talking to me telling me that my hole was so tight and that my boi pussy was made to take cock he was fucking me hard now and i was moaning a lot he stopped briefly but i found myself still riding his cock and pushing back as i could not get enough, he laughed and said “you lobe having a cock inside you dont you? I moaned “yes” he then asked if i was his bitch again i agreed again. He said good because now he was going to fuck me hard and cum deep in me and although i may love to fuck women once i felt cum inside me i would always desire this too. I just forced my arse back and moaned and found myself begging for him to cum inside me. He really went to town and i was moaning like anything my cock was rock hard and he was not even touching it, he was hitting my prostate as i announced i thought i was going to cum suddenly my orgasm hit and was the most intense i had ever had i was moaning and begging for his cum this took him over the edge and he pushed deep inside me and i felt his cock pulsing and a warmth inside me. He pulled out and gave my ass a slap which later i discovered left a hand print he handed me my pants and trousers and that i should hold hold cum inside me like a good boy. Just as i pulled my trousers up and getting ready to walk back a flashlight lit us up and a voice said “they where closing the gates in 10 mins and that we better head back to the car if we had parked in the car park. We got to the cars and he kissed me again and said thanks and drove off, i got back into my car as i sat down could feel his cum in my back of my underwear and i was rock hard again and jerked off couple more times that night feeling his cum inside me. But do have to wonder did the guy with the flashlight see the whole thing or not i do wonder?

My biggest thrill when first coming out in Hollywood - Sexy, older masculine dudes! At 21 I got carded hard, EVERY TIME, the validity of my driver's licence questioned or getting tongue-in-cheek complements of how REAL MY FAKE ID LOOKS. Well I was one of those smooth innocent-looking, wrongly accused of forging documents to get in with THE BIG BOYS. Some wondered how I got in and many would stay clear of me, assuming I was really underage and TROUBLE. My first big fetish were manly denim, cowboy guys like the ones I had seen in COLT Magazine when I was beating off, all sexually frustrated. I had an older 'slut-mentor' CHARLES, (from work) who treated me like his horny gay 'son' upon whom he wanted to dote by 'making fantasies come true'. "Okay, go out with me and show me the ropes! I WANT A BULL!" At the MOTHERLODE (a gay pick-up bar with a Western theme) I would spot these hunky guys dressed all butch in denims, boots, the 'RUGGED' look. Big crotches, big smiles, popular beefy fuckers that were out-of-my-league (mostly because of lacking self-esteem and me not being more aggressive) Charles would lead me INTO THE PACK of these alpha bros and after getting accepted (like a little brother) I would end up picking up one or the other... typically the one I had my heart set on... Would end up ME TOPPING the dude and him taking my fat teenager (looking) cock and letting me cum inside him... The rush of busting my nut into a seasoned bull with a big cock of his own was an incredible hi!

At anthrocon now! (7/4/2019) bareback fox!

Part 28; Sir walked over and climbed on my bed, looking me up and down, and over, assessing what this nasTy little piggy was up to. - Aaaaahh, I see. Our Master's Gono infection has taken a hold of you, and you were fucking your beautiful Gaping-cunt with the pus, weren't you, pig!? I suddenly felt shame, having been caught defiling my own body. I bowed my head, and in a meek and subdued manner replied; - I'm sorry Sir. This seem to only go and fuel Sir's current perverse state of mind, and he opened up one of my bedside cabinets, pulling out a tourniquet, a syringe full of tina, and a tub of nice creamy crisco. This place was more old fashioned than I had originally thought 😛 And all this time I have been lying/sleeping next to a drawer full of these goodies, and completely unaware. I didn't need tina now, as I was already feeling super horny, but, on went the tourniquet and in went the needle nonetheless, and plunge, in with the juice. FUCK, I found myself once again in a 'manic meth fuck me into next century' haze. I wonder if I was ever going to get a 24 hour break to enjoy my new home. - PLEASE Sir, FFist my cunt. You are very good at it. One crisco covered beak shaped hand started to play around with it's dark red wet velvet toy; 'my increasingly flopped inside out insides' no less, with the other hand scooping up the disgusting, vile smelling brown discharge of pus from my inflamed urethra and kept spreading it all over my face. It was only a few minutes into play when Sir had pushed my prolapse back in and his entire forearm to elbow was buried deep in my cunt. After my encounter with the D-E-V-I-L 👺 lastnight I don't think we even really were needing the crisco, as I was now super stretched, not to mention flying high as kite, AGAIN! Then, in walked Usher ... - Charlie, where are you, we have been waiting for you to join us for breakf .... Aaaaaahh, I see. Well, I suppose we can all go for breakfast in a little while. Nothing that cannot wait. He jumped onto my bed, slathered his forearm up with crisco, and said to Sir; - Hey mate, let's double FFist the cunt. 👊💦🌹💦👊 Yet again that smug smirk was all over Sir's face. He withdrew his forearm, and, in they went together, effortlessly, both up just past their wrist, in an instant! I felt like I did when I couldn't get Sir's spiked PA to dig into the back of my cunt deep enough. That's right, even though they were both up just past their wrists, it now just was not enough to satisfy me. I screamed like I was deranged, gagging and begging all the while for them to go deeper, and stretch me wider!! And, it didn't take long. After about 15 minutes they had one arm each inside of me at the same time, about 1" past their elbows. I kept grunting as I repetitively pushed my pelvis as hard as I could in their direction, and looking at them both intently like my head was about to explode. We played like this for a few hours when Sir called a halt to play, firmly saying that it really was time we should go and eat. NOO☣️☢️OOOO ~ I wanted to carry on! I put my only set of clothes on of my own on, and we all went for breakfast. Well, I was high on tina, so, had zero appetite, but, I sipped slowly on some Tea, just so I could be around these h🔥T studs. As they were almost finished eating, Sir said he would be doing his usual duties around the home, including for the time being tending to my boyfriend, whose time here at the mansion was very soon coming to an end. But how? Usher said he would continue to teach me about nature, and his trades of landscaping, and buildings. There was a large run down barn with a decent stock of hay, which was used for my Master's lair, for which he would sleep on. Sir would make sure he had a few fresh bales on a daily basis, and spread it out of a night time, in time for the morning. Indeed, Usher was going to teach me more today, but, it wasn't anything to do with his trades, or nature, or anything like that. NO. He had in mind to teach me more how to be an efficient, obedient greedy fuck toy. He motioned me into the barn, and threw me down in a mound of hay. - I know how you like to be vocal, so, this is going in your loud mouth, right now. We don't want you drawing any attention, thus causing any unnecessary interruptions. On that note he stuffed a red paisley handkerchief into my mouth, and spent the next several hours Fucking me, and FFisting my cunt NON-stop. He did not pause even for 5 minutes, as he concentrated on tearing me apart, cumming INSIDE me several times throughout the afternoon. My battered cunt really now did need a decent REST!

i was fucked by my dad. he had come home drenched in sweat. i had been rimming, licking and tongue fucking his hairy asshole for about a hour before. he told me to get doggy position. i was covered in sweat and he grabbed my hair and pulled my head way back as he forced his cock in my boyhole. he fucked me for about 2 hours, starting and stopping to prevent cumming. once close to cumming he started fucking my boyhole super hard and he grabbed my balls and crushed them in his hand and it caused my boyhole to get super tight as he unloaded in me. he got back on the bed and i started sucking his cock clean as he watched tv.

Well i think that being neg in LGBT comu. is a gift, and i would be on prep in no time ,but it isn't covered by our universal health insurance so... And those who are shaming prep bottoms are just jealous bcs they are poz, and you are still healthy and neg in my opinion.

NOTICE: The first chapter has some part about straight sex. This is not explicit and is only used to set up the story. Chapter 1 - Sun, sea & sex After a long flight the plane landed at around 10am at Miami International Airport. “I hope we don’t have to wait too long getting our luggage”, said Christian. Sven nodded and said “First to our hotel and then straight to the beach”. Christian Smiled. Nearly 2 hours later they stepped out of the airport and in to the burning sun. They quickly got a taxi to their hotel. When they arrived at their room they opened their suitcases. Both boys started to strip. “I will rub sunscreen on you if you do me” Sven said. Christian didn’t answer and started to rub sunscreen on his brothers athletic body. When they where both glistening Sven gave his brother a big hugh and said “Missed doing stuff together, bro”. “Me too!” replied Christian. “When you broke up with your girlfriend you had more time to party again!” he continued. Sven smiled and said “Don’t worry i’ll keep in mind that you can’t party as much as a single dude like me!”. “NO! we’ll go party hard” Christian said. Sven looked confused and said “But you girlfriend?”. “…is no longer my girlfriend. I dumped her a yesterday!” Christian added. Sven didn’t know what to say. “I decide it last month but waited until our vacation so she can’t bother me!”. Both started laughing. They put on their shorts, packed a bag and put on their sunglasses. “Let the party begin!” said Sven while walking out the door. Walking side by side you would swear that you’re seeing double. These two young blond gods made lots of heads turn on their way to the beach. After they arrived on the beach they laid down on their beach towels. After 40 minutes they heard some girls laughing. “You are so damn hot!” a girl said. The boys removed their sunglasses and see 6 hot girls standing besides them. “We can say the same about you” Sven replies with a smile. “We are you from?” another girl asks while sitting down beside Christian. “Sweden” both boys reply. The other girls also sit down around the boys. “Are they all this hot in sweden?” one of the girls ask. Before they can reply another girl says “How do you like my new bikini?”. Both boys take a good look. “No need to answer… you can see the answer in their shorts!”. The boys are completely overwhelmed by the girls. “Can i feel” a girl says while slipping her hand up Sven’s leg. Another girl slips her hand up the Christian’s leg. “WOW” says one girl “We found what we are looking for!”. “Looking for what?!” Sven asks. “We are porn actresses and we have our own website. Every week we go out looking for one or two guys at the beach. Ask them to come with us to party and fuck us. We record it and and put it on our website” a girl explains. “Thank you but NO!” says Sven. Christian gives Sven a nudge and says “BRO! Look at them. We came here to party so let’s do it! I don’t mind being filmed. I already have some homemade movies of me and my ex on XTUBE! And because we look-a-like you could say you’re on there too!”. Sven looks around and asks “We get to fuck you all?”. All girls nod while one says “as long and as often you like”. “We’ll do it!” Christian says enthusiastic. “Follow us” a girl says while standing up. The boys grab their stuff together and follow the girls. Chapter 2 - The party starts They arrive at a big villa and follow the girls in. In the living room there are 4 boys busy setting up everything. “These are the guys that help us with sound and light” says a girl. “Sit down, relax” adds another one. They are handed a bottle with Gatorade not knowing that it is laced with G. After 20 minutes Sven and Christian begin to feel woozy. One of the girls sees this and walks towards one of the boys busy setting up. She walks back to the twins and starts explaining that they want give them something to be sure that they stay hard during filming. Also she tells them that they have to take some blood to do a quick hiv test. When the twins nod two girls remove their shorts and start rubbing the boys chests. Two boys come over with a syringe and while the girls keep them busy both boys slowly enter the needle in the cocks and slowly push the content of the syringe inside. “Now you can stay hard for the rest of the night” a girl says laughing. “Now to get some blood” the girl says. Two boys add a strap around the twins arms. The twins can’t see whats happing because the two girls are keeping them focus on something else. Instead of sliding a empty syringe in to pull blood a syringe with red liquid is slowly injected in the arm. Just before the strap is released the girls whisper in the twins ears “Your fucked!”. Before the boys realize whats happening the strap is released. Both start coughing as their bodies are taken over by an almighty high! They can vaguely see the girls leaving while saying “that there job is done!”. The four boys in the room pick up the boys and drag them into the shower to be cleaned out before bringing them to another room. The room is a bit darker and there are two slings in the middle. They put the twins in the sling and restrain the hands and feet. Then 3 guys enter the room. One of the guys is a tall muscular black guy. He begins to speak “Welcome to my house… To be clear: there’s no pussy fucking in my crib. EXCEPT boy pussy, YOUR PUSSY!”. The twins are to high to completely understand the situation. The big black dude continues “I already converted 16 boys like you that star on my exclusive pornsite and you two will become the big stars”. He gives a sign to one of the boys that presses a button on a keyboard. The guy concludes by saying “in 30 seconds we get broadcasted live to more than 7000 people worldwide that payed 5000 dollar to see you two straight boys get transformed into meth addicted sluts that begs us for our ‘special’ cum loads”. The big black guy drops his pants followed by the two guys (both latinos) behind him. Three massive cocks are revealed. The black cock is nearly 14inches and as thick as a wrist. The other two guys are with 11.2 inches a bit smaller. The four other boys in the room are also naked now and two of them carry a camera. Chapter 3 - Live conversion “WELCOME EVERYBODY THATS WATCHING! You are part of something special. Not just to boys, but brothers: Twin brothers!” says the black man. “The coming days you will see how we turn these two into our willing slaves. You can decide what we going to do with them. And for 50000 dollars you can join us here and for the right price i will sell them to you!” he concludes. The twins feel how a hose is stuffed in there ass. Then they feel a thick fluid filling their ass. Both latinos walk up to them and both jam two fingers up the twins asses. both scream. While the two guys work more fingers up their asses the thick fluid leaks out and is lubricating their hands. When they both have 4 fingers inside they pull them out leaving a gaping and leaking hole. “Shard” yells the black dude. The two boys place a large shard inside the open hole. Both guys place their big dicks against the hole. They lean forward and tell the boys to relax. The pressure is building on the sphincter. Sven begins to resist. “Yeah boy fight it. I love seeing your pain!” the latino guy says. The cock begins working his way inside. Sven starts to scream. The top grabs his throat and starts chocking. Sven has panic in his eyes and his body begins to shake. The top releases his throat and Sven gasps for are relaxing enough to let the dick completly disappear inside. Also Christian’s ass gives way and the big cock shoots forward deep inside. Christian screams in pain. But after few minutes the shards get absorbed by the body and the pain changes in to pleasure. Both tops see the boys changing and pull out completely leaving a open hole. Both boys feel relieved, but after a few seconds the feeling of emptiness kicks in. Both begin to move their asses around moaning. “If you want to get your ass filled… ask… no better yet! BEG!” says the black guy. Sven is the first to break and begins begging “Please.. i want it… give me please… i can’t take it!”. Following his brother Christian also start to beg. For both tops is this the moment they waited for and both ram their cocks deep inside and begin to piston fuck both boys asses. “Beg for their cum… Beg them to breed you… If you don’t they will stop fucking you!”. Both boys start to beg them to give them their load. The guy fucking Christian unties his hands and orders him to start pinching and twisting his nipples. Christian start to play with his nipples harder and harder. “I want you to beg me to covert your ass… to impregnate you with my devil cum!”. Christian now understands what he means. He wants to fight it but the feeling is bigger, he gives in and yells “Give me your devil seed and convert me… please!”. The top starts to roar and plants his dick deep inside before unloading a massive load deep in Christian. Christian get so turned on that his dick explodes with cum. One of the boys runs to him and start sucking on the still exploding dick swallowing it all. “Yes! you get it… Do you want us to spare your brother or let him experience to be a total slut” says the top. Christian knows that he wants never wants to be without his brother share and everything. So he says to his brother “I love you. i want to be with you forever as one”. Sven replies “i want that too”. Hearing that answer he starts to cry and yells “Breed my brothers ass. Spread your DNA. Let him become one with me!”. The tops starts pumping harder and faster. Christian is helped out of the sling and manoeuvred to the other sling. “SUCK YOUR BROTHERS COCK UNTIL HE UNLOADS IN YOUR MOUTH” yells the top. He starts sucking his brothers cock. This makes Sven tighten his muscles milking the big dick until it explodes deep in his ass. Shivers go up Sven spine forcing him to cum inside his brothers mouth. Christian start swallowing his brother’s cum. “I want to taste some too” says Sven. So with a mouth full of cum Christian moves over to Sven and start kissing him deep and intense while feeding him cum. NEXT CHAPTER IS CUMMING SOON!!!

I think father/son sex is an intimate experience that's really a great way to bond. This is my true story, and I'm glad I had the family I did growing up. So when I was 14, my dad caught me spying on him in his bedroom while he was undressing. He wasn't what you would call a "hot dad", just a typical mid-40s guy with beer gut haha. But after seeing him naked and seeing his how big his cock was, it's all I could think about. I hadn't really seen any other guy's dicks before that, and I hadn't started watching porn yet. So I was surprised to learn that other guys' dicks weren't like my skinny 4" dick. I kept trying to spy through the door to see him when he'd get out of the shower, and he caught me about 3 more times. He never really said much about it. But one time we were sleeping in the same bed at our hunting camp, and he woke up to me with my hand in his boxers fondling his cock. It's a long story, but he basically said it's ok for me to be curious, nothing wrong with that. He let me hold it again, and one thing led to another and I was actually getting to suck my dad's cock. I can still remember the feeling of holding a real man's cock in my hand for the first time, how the girth felt in my hand. It was about 8.5" with a thick shaft and a huge swollen head. This became a regular thing for a few weeks, and eventually he started to breed my ass almost daily. My dad never really made it feel sexual at all, it felt more like normal father-son bonding. Haha he even told me how his cum was good for me and would help me grow big like him. We had a daily routine - I'd go to his room every morning before school (after my mom had already left for work). He'd always be sitting naked in his office chair waiting for me, and I would drop to my knees and service his cock until he either fed me a load or decided to turn me around and breed me. He kept all of this from my mom, and he'd explain how what we were doing wasn't the same thing as the sexual relationship he and my mom had. The only other hot family-sex thing that happened to me was with my older brother. A year later, when I went to his room as usual, my older brother was in there waiting for me too (he was 19 at the time). That's when I realized that I must have been the only guy in the family who hadn't inherited the "big dick" genes haha. My dad explained how he had told my brother everything, and that he wanted my brother to learn how to fuck. My brother was straight and had a girlfriend at the time, and they had just started having sex. For about an hour and a half, my dad and brother would switch back and forth between my ass and mouth, using me as a teaching prop for how he should fuck his girlfriend. It was hot, and when they were done they both shot a load in my ass. My dad and I continued with out daily routine for years until I went to college, but my brother never made any moves or showed any interest after that one time. And needless to say, no, taking my dad's cum did not really make me or my dick any bigger haha.

Part 4 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?” As I was pulling at my restraints I was trying to figure out what Todd meant by convert into a poz whore. Todd had pulled his cock from my well fucked ass and I felt a little bit of his cum leak out of me. I felt empty and was still very horny. Suddenly I had a needless syringe forced into the back of my mouth and tagged the bitterness of a dose of GHB given to me. Then a couple of the guys who watched Todd fuck me were on either side is me. Looking at then I thought I was seeing double realised that they were twins. I watched then as they each applied a tight strap to both arms. I felt the coolness of the alcohol on each arm followed by the now familiar pinch as they each found a vein and stuck a needle in me. Although I was still flying from the slam Todd had given me about 30-40 minutes ago I was about to get a double slam. Without a word says between the twins as they simultaneously pushed the contents into me as I started to feel the G kick in. They snapped the straps off one of my arms and I felt the rush of off of the slams hit me as I coughed. Just as my coughing was subsiding the other strap was snapped off and the second slam hit me. I couldn’t focus my eyes and I heard a ringing in my ears as the thought of what Todd said about help to convert his poz whore. One of the spectators of us fucking stepped up between my restrained legs. He placed the tip of his hard cock against my well fucked hole and pushed the full length on his cock inside me. As quickly as he sunk his cock inside me he began to pull out then slammed back in deep. As this guy fucked me I found myself moaning in sync with his thrust inward. My thoughts were all over the place as I began to instinctively work my ass muscles wanting him to breed me. The guy fucking me suddenly said, “Damn Todd I think your bitch wants my load, his ass keeps milking my cock.” Todd leaned down and said, “That’s my bitch. You’re learning to please the guy using your hole. Now ask him to breed you. Beg for his dirty, charged cum.” I said what Todd told me to say as I looked at the guy fucking me, “Please give me your dirty cum. Breed me. I need your charged load.” As I finished speaking I barely heard some one say, “This rich boy had no idea what he’s getting. I can’t wait to give him my AIDS cum.” I felt the guy fucking me suddenly quicken his pace as his dick thickened inside me before he was cumming inside me. As he finished he quickly pulled out and was quickly replaced by the next guy do was waiting for his turn at breeding ‘my neg ass’ as it was being called. Although my brain was still a little foggy from the drugs I was starting to figure out what all the talk around me was about. Todd looked down at me knowing I was starting to figure out what all they were saying meant, when he said to me, “Is my bitch finally figuring it out? You know now, don’t you?” As the next guy went to with fucking me, I knew what they meant by ‘dirty cum’ and ‘charged load’. Todd and every guy here is HIV+ and with each of them fucking me I was being exposed to HIV. The current cut inside me didn’t last long as he shot his load inside me without a word and pulled out. As I laid there empty for the brief moment I began to panic as the next guy ‘in line’ stepped up to fuck me before I could even think about attempting to expel their cum and rammed the full length of his cock deep into my ass reminding me of the pleasure I discovered from the drugs and sex I later leaned was known as PNP or ParTy aNd Play. I looked up at Todd as the current guy fucking me began to quickly fuck me causing me an involuntary deep moan emanate from as his throbbing cock spewed it’s venom. As he pulled his spent cock from my hole I involuntarily squeezed my ass trying to milk the last drops of his seed out while I simply asked Todd, “Why?” He held up a wad of cash he began counting telling me, “Your ass has already made me nearly $500. You know how many guys want to breed you?” My hazy brain figured at $25 each that was almost 20. Before I could answer Todd told me, “Your going to get a total of over 20 loads of cum from guys who are HIV+. It’s all part of my plan to make you my bitch.” I was trying to comprehend Todd’s words regarding his plan to make me his bitch when the next guy penetrated me with the largest dick I had rammed inside me to this point. I screamed out in pain as I was quickly given another slam and found myself starting to enjoy the horse cock that seemed to penetrate deep into me. I heard someone say, “When that poz cock breeds this pretentious rich boy he may cough up the cum.” The guy fucking me answered, “I’ve already cum in him once. I paid $100 and I have 3 more loads for him. I stopped taking my meds a few weeks back when Todd started to talk about how he was going to drug this boy up and convert him into his private whore. I wanted my viral load you climb and got tested this past week. My viral load is over half a million.” Todd was holding a slam in his hand what he asked the guy fucking me, “I think we need to add a little something to his next slam. Would you care to contribute?” The guy replied to Todd, “Fuck yeah, right after I give him load number 2.” I felt his cock go even deeper into my body as he delivered another while saying, “Fuck bitch, that's two loads of my highly toxic cum. Bet you never thought you could get pregnant. Well, one of us here is going to be your AIDS father.” He held still while Todd gave him part of the slam before drawing the guy’s blood into the syringe. He then suck the needle into me as emptied the entire syringe into my arm. The slam added to my high as the guy’s toxic blood mixed with the meth went to work.

My nipples are a gateway to my hole! When a top starts playing with them I automatically spread my legs giving access to my hole!!

I do not generally have this problem, but the way I go about finding cock doesn’t tend to leave the impression that I’m there for anything but fucking. I tend to couch my offering in terms of “service” and express plainly that I am prepared to service more than one Top. As you may only be looking for a single encounter within specific parameters, however, such an approach may not be applicable to you. Every time two humans fuck, some degree of bonding occurs at a biological level - chemicals are naturally released into the body that affect mental states to promote closer connection of the two individuals. This is believed to be an adaptation to ensure a more stable parental environment for the survival of offspring. The fact that no offspring are possible in this case is immaterial; you’re still going through the sexy motions and your bodies don’t know the difference. So, some degree of post-coital interest is not unusual, especially if your style of sex is more akin to lovemaking than plain buggery. Trashy? That’s a value judgment. It’s entirely possible that you consider me and men like me “trashy” because we do not discriminate in our couplings, and accept them both anonymously and numerously - in short, because you might consider us promiscuous. I am not a “professional” in any sense that might be applied here, but I do take my service seriously. I am scrupulously clean, rigorously tested, provide trained, skilled service, and in the course of my efforts, educate individuals on a number of topics related to sexual health. That said, more often than not, I do not learn the name of a man I serve before or after he enjoys my body, if indeed I ever see him at all. It isn’t necessary for the service I provide, and if I were to give my name and contact info, it could be misconstrued as an invitation to a relationship I do not desire, nor am prepared to pursue. You might reflect on each of your encounters that has resulted in unwanted attention, and try to identify any common factors in your approach that might have tended to give a false impression that you were open to a relationship. Try to modify or eliminate that behavior next time you just want a fuck, and see if the problem resolves. It could, for instance, be as simple as not asking him his name before he leaves. After all, if he’s just a fuck, why would you need to know his name - unless you were signalling that you wanted to get to know him better. And if that’s the same as suggesting that you let yourself be a little more “trashy”, so be it.

All that matters when I'm fuckin or when I'm getting blown is me, I don't care about the bottom but they always have a boner when I'm using them anyway

Love this thread. I'm the kind of bottom who wants his only sex organ to be my hole. I want my cock, but want to lock it as a gift of submission to my top.

Yes; this about sums up my attitude and approach as well.

wow - the club was busy tonight and we had to search around a bit before eventually finding Becky with her 3 female friends however it was standing room only. I still felt like i was buzzing from the spliff i had earlier and i felt hot - thank gawd id chosen to wear a cotton short sleeved shirt. Everyone had their drinks in hand already so Brandon asked what i was drinking and offered to buy me a coke,surprised i didn't want something stronger then i sort of whispered to him id had a spliff before i came out - he laughed and off he headed to the bar. And then the crying started again with Becky and saying she felt sick she quickly disappeared off to the toilet with her 2 female friends leaving one with me for company - Brandon was back just as quick as he got preferential treatment getting served by Paul - i told him Becky was off again crying and he just raised his eyes. The female friend left with us said Becky was just upset about splitting up with Brandon but would be fine but of course I already knew that as I'd listened to it most of the week and without sounding insensitive she needed to get it together as we were supposed to be there for a good night. Brandon made conversation and every so often he would wave across to the bar when he saw Paul looking over at us. Paul would give a wave back and each time i smiled and blushed. Time was passing quickly and just over an hour later Becky was still gone with her 2 friends and the female left with us was away chatting to other folk by then. I was starting to feel like I shouldn't have been there and it got to the point where i mentioned this to Brandon. "Don't worry about it Adam," he said, "as Paul will be finished in another 15 minutes or less." As Becky still wasn't back in our company and our first drinks were finished, we decided to head outside for a cigarette as its not like she would notice we were gone anyway . It was good to get out in the fresh cool air but instead of standing out front with all the other smokers Brandon suggested we nip down the lane at side of the club for what he called "a proper smoke." Another spliff would be fine right now i thought. We got down the lane and stood in a dimly lit recessed doorway which had a staff only sign on it. We could see up the lane but it was dark enough for anyone not to see us looking down. Brandon's mobile phone rang and it was Paul saying sorry that he would have to work another 20 minutes. Brandon then asked me what else I'd tried besides weed and I said nothing and had only smoked weed now and again. He grinned ear to ear and asked if I'd tried Tina. Again I replied,"no." As he fished about in his trouser pocket before producing what looked like a small glass pipe and small bag of white stuff that looked like powder. "You can try some now if you want and I'm sure you will like it way more better than weed." Then he laughed. "Cool," I said, "But i need to piss first." Kinda pee shy, I walked out the doorway and about 10 feet further down the lane with my back to him. I proceeded to pee against the wall. It felt great. Getting back to the doorway Brandon had already filled his pipe with some white stuff and was lighting the bulb at the end - he took a big inhale of the white smoke and blew it out in a huge cloud. "Nice," he said, "your turn now" as he heated it up more explaining to me to inhale it deep then hold it before blowing out. I then found the pipe at my lips and done as he had told me. "You're going to love this," he said as i let out a huge cloud which floated off into the night. "Another," he said holding the pipe right back at my mouth. I again inhaled deeply and thought "fuck me this feels good" as my body started to tingle and my heart beat faster. "Hope I don't get sick," I said as weed has done that to me before when I've taken too much. By now i was starting to tingle allover but felt a horniness i couldn't explain. My ass was tingling too and i thought perhaps it was because id douched earlier. I then blurted out to Brandon my ass felt good as I'd douched earlier, and he just said, "another one" as the pipe met my lips again. "Paul will be here very soon and he will want you looking your best," he said before laughing again. I was starting to feel like i wanted fucked as my ass was driving me crazy tingling. Again i blurted it out to Brandon what i was thinking and without a care or any blushing too. I felt great more than I'd ever felt before. This Tina was awesome and i said it out loud "fuck me this feels good." "Does Paul smoke it too," i asked to which Brandon nodded yes and said, "he would also booty bump you with it too." Then laughed out loud. He obviously thought I knew what a booty was but a bump I hadn't a clue so again i blurted out asking "what is a booty bump?" and followed it up with "please show me." He looked at his watch and said, "Paul will be here in 5 minutes, but I can show you if we are quick." "I want shown everything," I said." He looked up the lane then down and got his baggie back out. "Only if you are sure," he said before explaining a little white stuff would be rubbed inside my ass. "The way i felt right now with my tingling ass, I'd have anything up there," I blurted out unashamedly, and even I laughed. I opened my belt up, unzipped and lowered my trousers just enough to expose my ass. I knew this was Becky's ex here with me but he was straight so didn't mind him seeing my ass, and I'd be rubbing it up there myself I thought. Besides i was well douched so my hole would be nice and wet inside still, "Show me," I said. Brandon sucked the tip of one finger and pushed it into the baggie, so I assumed he was going to have that one for himself. But he then told me to bend over and pull my cheeks apart to expose my hole. His finger looked well coated with the white powder. "Fuck me," I though as it was a surreal moment having a straight guy ask to see my hole, but i honestly didn't care as I'd known Brandon a long time now. I bent over, and just as quick his finger was deep inside my ass. He was circling it around and around inside me, and it just kept feeling better and better. A slight burning started so i asked him to keep going and kinda pushed my hole back onto his finger almost begging. He got it deeper inside me and rougher. "Please don't stop," I begged. Then it felt like a second finger was getting inserted into me still circling alongside the other and by this time I'm really wanting fucked as the feeling is driving me crazy like i could climb the wall. He didn't let up and like i thought my hole was really wet as i could hear it. Then his phone rang. "Fuck dont answer it," I thought, and i blurted it out. He said it was Paul so he had to answer which he did after withdrawing his fingers. I'm still standing there half bent over like a slut wanting fucked hard and I hear Brandon saying to Paul "Adam wanted to smoke some tina and have a booty bump. So he is ready for you, and he has the most beautiful ass you've ever seen and a wet hole that is needing fucked badly." He laughed out loud to whatever Paul had replied to him before shutting his phone off . He then said, "You do want fucked don"t you?" I said, "I want fucked really badly!". "Paul will be out in 5 minutes but said its okay for me to fuck you while we wait." I couldn't figure if i was hearing right, but I stayed bent over expecting him to start fingering my hole again. Instead he unzipped and pulled his cock out saying, "Look - this is what you want isn't it?" I looked down towards his cock and he had the most beautiful looking cut cock I had ever seen. I blurted out, "That's beautiful" and followed it up with "Please fuck me Brandon. Please fuck me hard. I need it badly!" By this point I didn't give a fuck who or where Becky or even Paul was. I just needed Brandon's hard 9 inches deep inside me, and that's exactly what I got for the next 5 minutes. No condom either and it never even crossed my mind to ask. Well, it did but i didn't care. just needed fucked. Brandon pushed inside me all in one go balls deep, and I pushed back hard onto him to get it even deeper. It felt so fucking good. I then reached back to hold onto him and pull him closer. "Please fuck me hard," I said, and he did like a jackhammer while reaching across with a hand over my mouth to muffle my moans as he plowed me deep in and out like a piston. I was absolutely loving it and the noises my hole were making as he slid in and out of my guts deep. "Please don't stop. baby," I blurted out and he laughed. "You have a beautiful arse Adam and you are so wet like a pussy. If I'd known before now then I'd have been coming round the past 6 months for you and not Becky." I took that as a compliment. His pounding got rougher, and I knew he was gonna cum. I blurted out, "Please fill me up Brandon. Fill me up with your spunk!" This sent him over the edge, and I felt his pulsating cock start to unload inside me as he let out moans of pleasure. Just then whilst Brandon was still inside me, we heard the door unlock from the inside. Fearing getting caught he pulled out quickly and zipped up leaving me to try manage to get myself half decent looking. It was fine as Paul's head appeared in view. "Having fun with Tina are we," he asked and he leaned in to kiss me on the lips. I could see Brandon grinning ear to ear with the side of my eye, and I said, "i Love tina." "Good! Lets get home then. I'm driving," Paul said pointing over at a car parked down the lane. I then caught a glimpse of him winking at Brandon and they both laughed.

I'm engaged to a wonderful poz undetectable man. We dated a few times when he told me his status. I thought about it for a minute or two, read up on HIV and we've been together more than a year. I'm not on prep and won't go on it. He's mostly a top (he's teaching me to top) and shoots me full of his cum several times a week. I've never had a better love or sex life, HIV is something he has, not who he is. I'm glad I was willing and able to accept him and learn all I could. We'll be married early next year.

Pozing Rob Once my Dad and Dave had succeeded in loading me up with their poz seed, and I came down with the flu, though it was not the season for it, I knew it was now time for Rob’s conversion. Dad helped me through the sickness, (which was mercifully brief), and, in fact, had ensured it would take by filling my ass with every load he and Dave could get to cum out of their balls. After I recovered, I returned to the dorm and asked Rob if he was really sure he wanted to be Poz. “Dude, this is something that we will share for the rest of our lives. Something we can spread together and pass on. While you have been busy with your two poz daddies, I have been subtly asking around the wrestling team. Everyone in our division is either gay or bi. And not just the five of us freshman either! The two juniors, Jon and Seth, have been fucking each other since their freshman year; and sometimes they bring in a third guy to fuck with them. There are a few others in the other weight classes. Together we are gonna fuck them all, and spread our gift to all of the team. But first, you gotta give it to me. So let’s get naked, and get that poz cum in my ass!” I smiled at Rob as we both quickly stripped and jumped onto the bed we shared. I went to reach for the lube we keep on the stand, to find it missing. “Where’s the lube?” I asked. “No lube. You need to tear me up, gotta make sure it takes.” “Ok, but this might hurt.” “But it is going to be so worth it when we start sharing this around campus, buddy!” With that, I slid Rob’s legs back to expose his hole for my assault. My cock was already rock hard and had starting leaking my now toxic precum. I lined up the head with his tight hole, and looked into his eyes. I could see the want and lust in them as I quickly pushed all seven inches of my cock into his bare hole. He let out a groan of pain, and I saw the tears form at the corners of his eyes. Bu the grabbed my ass and kept pressure on it till I was firmly planted in his ass. I was purposefully rough with him for the initial fuck, drawing all the way out, then plunging quickly back in to his gaping hole. He didn’t want mercy for this fuck, and I was not going to give it to him; I was only going to give him my bug. Soon his groans of pain turned to moans of pleasure. I fucked him for as long as I could, but far too soon I felt my load building to release. A few more thrusts into his neg ass, and I was beyond the point of no return. “Here you go baby, my first poz load, and it is just for you!” With those words, I slammed my entire length into Rob and shot my first known charged load into another guy. It helped to know that he was wanting this from me as much as I was wanting to give it to him. We kissed deeply as my cock shot its charged load deep into his ass, and we kept kissing as my cock slowly deflated, but never got fully soft in his hole. Once I could, I began to fuck him again. My cock growing hard again in his ass, and my balls preparing another charged load to plant in him. We kept kissing all through the second fuck, a more gentile, loving fuck. The first fuck had already torn-up his ass, and made it receptive to the virus flowing in my cum. This fuck was for us, to cement the bond that would be forever with us. We might only be fuck buddies, but we were the best of fuck buddies, we were guys who would share DNA, who would be forever linked through a virus that we shared. All night long my cock stayed in Rob’s hole, never getting completely soft. I lost track of how many times I came in him. All I know was that when morning came, and I finally could cum no more and pulled out of him, the cum that was still on my cock was tinged pink and he was leaking slightly from all the cum in his ass. As we laid there, both basking in the glow of Rob having taken his first poz loads, we chatted a bit, and I asked “So, while I know you just took gallons of my cum, I was wondering if you would take more.” “I will keep taking your cum till I come down with the flu and am converted.” “I was thinking of not just my cum, but also maybe my Dad's cum. Since they converted me, they could help convert you too.” “You want the guys who pozzed you to also fuck me and breed me?” “Yea, I think it would be hot for us all to get together and both of us take their cocks and cum all night.” “You’d be there with me?” “Of course I would be there with you. You are my special friend, we’ll do so much together!” I said then kissed him again. When I broke the kiss he answered, saying "Let's do it." We got up, showered and got ready for classes. That afternoon I called Dad and told him I had bred Rob all night, and that he wanted both my father and Dave also to breed him. Dad was receptive to my proposal, and we scheduled the upcoming weekend for a get-together with Dad, Dave, Rob and me, during which they would fuck our brains out, just to make sure that we were both good and toxic to spread it to the other guys on the wrestling team, who, presumably, would spread it to others.

Hi guys, I have just been pondering, sitting here in my hotel in Mexico City, while on vacation what a cum pig I have become...and I like it. When I first came out I was a bottom...after a few years a top and then versatile and now a total bottom! But not just a bottom but a bottom that loves to please my top and to take as much cum in my arse or down my throat (option 1 preferred!). Looking back I always had a suspicion about the kind of sex that I wanted and enjoyed. After I took my first load in me, I was full of guilt about it. I met a guy and fell in love with him...and he was poz...and when he fucked me...it was always with a rubber...his choice not mine...all I could think of was his cum lining my arse but it did not happen...After he broke up with me...I thought...right..I know I want sex "au naturale" and started frequenting saunas and sex clubs first more as a voyuer but seeing all that cock on display seemed to turn the right switch on in my head and I have not looked back...it was the most natural thing in the world and I loved it. When I was told I was poz...after a routine test (did not have any fuck flu, etc)...it was almost as if I was sitting on the edge of my seat in anticipation. The nurse who told me the nurse was all serious and sympathetic and I had to bite my tongue to try and stop smiling...since then it feels like I have been let out of prison. I was on my knees in the darkrooms of saunas with my arse free and available to all cummers...it felt so amazing...Going on holiday around Europe I always made sure I knew where to get the most bb fun before leaving home in London. I am now in Mexico on holiday and last night ended up as a total cumdump in a sauna here...I am sitting here in my hotel...arse a bit sore and lots of cum still up me and while looking at my fav site (Yes, RawTops BreedingZone...it is you!)...I have come to a realisation that I am a cumpig and I love it...I have given up my arse and body in the hunt for cock and cum and I am sitting here with the happiest grin on my face to think I can give so much pleasure with my arse and that men can give me so much pleasure with their cock and cum loads... I was 44 in Dec and am thinking about the amazing journey to where I am now and the REALISATION of what I am and just wanted to share this with you...only regret...it has taken me so long to get here...but as the saying goes...all good things cum to those who wait! Best wishes to all for 2012:2thumbs: