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Awesome guys. Thanks for your replies. Finally some folks who understand me. I was literally begging guys to fuck me and next time I want to swallow much more loads then I did this time. I just love swallowing cum. My personal record is swallowing 16 loads in one day. Wouldn’t it be great if everybody would dump their loads down my throat? Let’s see how much cum I can handle! I will ask the folks at Church to write “CUM” on my chest with a big arrow pointing towards my mouth. For some reason my ass just can’t accept cum, it always starts to burn and make my stomach feel blown up a bit. And i’ve Become quite versatile this past year. When I see a hot ass, I don’t mind fucking it with my fat cock. That’s how bad my sex addiction has gone. And I love it. Being addicted to sex has to be the best thing that has ever happened to me.

I finally had time to visit Amsterdam's Meat Market party at Club Church again. Although i have been fucking bare for a long time now, I never had a chance to visit Meat Market (MM) again since i always have to work when that party is on. Meat Market is a party comparable to Fickstutenmarkt where tops can fuck all the bottoms they want, and the blindfolded bottoms are never allowed to refuse a top. If you wear a red hood, you are allowed to be fucked bareback, if you wear a white hood you can only be fucked safe. And this was my first time going bare. For some reason I am always super nervous at the start of a party. Mainly, I think, is that I am afraid that i am not clean. I live an hour away from Amsterdam and although I was clean when i left, the nerves pushed some 'enemies' in my fuck hole. But fortunately i came fully prepared with a douche and a big 23cm dildo to clean out the last enemies. Right before the party started my dildo and I gave myself the 'all clear' and I was good to go! I was placed at the corner of a fuck bench with my ass up and then the wait began. I could hear footsteps approaching me and the first guy next to me got fucked mercilessly. Soon a guy approached me and pushed me over and he immediately started aiming for my hole. His dick was a nice size but not gigantic, so a nice one to open my hole with. He fucked me for a couple of minutes before slapping my ass and left. A second cock filled me up almost immediately afterwards. His cock pushed against my blatter quite hard and because of the nerves, even though they were fading away, i needed to take a piss. I went to the restrooms and when i was done some hot guy helped me getting back to the benches. My spot was taken so he literally put me in the corner where in the darkness i could find a bench too. Within seconds a new guy showed up and fucked me quickly but very hard. He left and his spot was taken by two undeniably American guys. Because my nerves were finally gone, my thick dick had finally awoken and i was stroking it. "Oh my God! Look at this whore's fat cock, babe! You wanna fuck him first?" one of the two exclaimed. Before I could say something, i was bent forward and had the guys dick in my mouth and immediately felt a terrible pain in my ass... His boyfriend started fucking me with a condom... Damn it! I am not only mentally allergic to condoms, but also psychically. My hole starts to burn like hell when a guy starts fucking me with a condom. Like you rub salt in it. I can only compare the feeling as being similar to getting cum in your eye. That hurts like hell too. I said to him: I am so sorry, but I am not wearing red for nothing I am allergic to rubber and it hurts so much! He kept fucking but the feeling was too painful so i got back up and said: sorry: bare or nothing. I knew i had broken the rules but fortunately they were kind enough to accept my apology and said that they normally fucked bare too, but...'It's Amsterdam you know.." I smiled at the irony of that coming from two guys from San Francisco. They pushed me on my knees and without being able to take a deep breath i had the other guys dick down my throat. They started to take turns filling my dumb face and one of them blew a nice load down my throat. Yes! Load number 1, in the pocket. More guys arrived and before i knew it i had dicks 4, 5, 6 and 7 in my ass. Dick number 8 also dumped a load in my face. I decided to take a smoke break and went to the bottom rest area. I was finally able to take my hood off for a second and i stared at this gorgeous smooth guy also taking a break. I was still hard and he immediately, without saying anything bent over. I didn't want to break the rules again (cause bottoms are not allowed to fuck other bottoms) but then i remembered seeing two bottoms blowing each other on my way to the rest area. My horniness won from my common sense and i started breeding his hole. His hole was so fucking open that I had to double check that my cock was actually in him, and I was not fucking the air between his legs. I kept pumping his ass when a second bottom appeared and bent over too. Damn, I couldn't control myself anymore: the sex addicted slut that I actually am took over the good 'boy next door' i normally pretend to be (lol). I did not want to cum so i stopped after a while and finished another sigaret. My ass was still sore from that stupid condom so I went to the restrooms again to cool my ass down with some water and i spotted this sexy guy with his gigantic cock. Turned out it was a fat 23cm dick and i begged him to fuck me. He pushed me down and first opened my throat, exclaiming: Fuck, not many guys can go that deep without throwing up haha!". I said:"Real whores are trained to deepthroat any dick". He kept fucking my throat before pulling me back up and turned me around and slammed his cock in my ass. I moaned and he started pushing harder and harder before pulling out, slamming my back to the floor and dumped load number 3 in my cum bucket mouth. "Thanks slut" he said, while slapping me in the face. He walked away and i wanted to return to the main area but I noticed this even hotter guy next to the stairs staring at me. Staring at me while stroking his massive piece of meat, that is. His eyes were on fire, and before i knew it he dragged me with him and threw me in a cubicle. He started fucking my face first and then pumping my wide open hole too before returning to my face and dumped load number 4 in me. I was in heaven, and in desperate need for more. I wanted another cigarette and went back to the bottom room where a hairy, piggy, clearly sex addicted versa bottom was awaiting me. He bent over and i started fucking him. Apparently i did not fuck him hard enough cause he smacked his own ass and waved his hand, signing me that he wanted more. I started slamming his ass as hard as i could and he started to moan like he was about to explode! Suddenly he pushed me away. I was confused: "Sorry, did i hurt you?". "No", he said. "But i want to dump my load in you now, you pig". I happily bent over and he slammed his rock hard dick in me like there was no tomorrow. Another guy started fucking my face and after a few minutes of brutal fucking he moaned like a bear attacking its prey and i felt his cocking pumping his cum in me. I was so happy! He thanked me and said i had a gorgeous ass. I finished my sigaret and went back up, i found a nice spot and before i knew it new guys started filling my ass again. Before i knew it I had 18 stripes on my back, meaning 18 different guys had used my body for their pleasure. I was super turned on and i noticed, while secretly raising my hood a bit that quite a few bottoms had already left. I laid ass up on the bench and a guys approached me and started fucking my face and dumped his load in my face. Number 5! Suddenly i felt two hands pushing my down and someone whispered in my ear:"lay flay on your stomach". I did as i was told and I felt warm spit dripping on my hole. "Yes, another bare cock for me", I thought! I had not even finished the thought or an excruciating pain rushed through my body. I screamed. "What the fuck are you doing!", I yelled. But he kept going. It felt like a small, hard foreign object was being pushed inside my ass. "Aaaarghh!!", I screamed in pain. My whole body started to reject this pain and I tried to wrestle myself loose, but his arm was around my neck and his whole body was on top of me. I couldn't talk anymore because at the same time another guy fucked his big cock in my mouth. But the pain was too severe. Finally the stupid fucker realised I wasn't enjoying his attempt of fucking me, and let me go. "Jesus! What the hell was that". I screamed. A bottom slut next to me, grinned and said:"And that is why we hate condoms". That stupid fucker had fucked my sluthole with his small rock hard dick wrapped in a condom. I got up, but way too quickly and my head started to spin. I almost fainted because of the pain, the lack of food I'd had and the shock of what just happened. I hated myself for my angry response, but it was just too painful. I went downstairs to take a piss and drink some water and cool my ass down a bit. "Did this guy really just ruin my amazing afternoon?", I thought. I sat down and took a deep breath. I forgot i was still wearing a hood, so within a minute a guy approached me and started fucking my throat again. Apparently he had noticed the whole ordeal and said: "Condoms can hurt like fuck, I know what you're going through". I thanked him for his words and kept sucking him. The pain started to fade away a bit and after resting for about 15 minutes i decided that I did not want this stupid guy to ruin my day. So i pulled myself together, went back up and went for the final round. Hungry tops happily took that opportunity and fortunately they all fucked me bare. I decided that I was done after a couple of hours of sex and took my hood off and said to one of the party assistants that I was finished for the day. I ordered my first drink of that afternoon and started to let my eyes get used to the bright disco lights. It started to wind down but i Noticed in the corner of the other fucked bench a super hot bottom getting destroyed by a hot salt and pepper bearded daddy. I walked up to them and enjoyed the spectacle. The daddy moaned and dumped his load in him. The bottom turned around and i saw a gigantic fat cock on that bottom. I could not control myself, since i had not cum yet. I approached him while the daddy jumped off of him and said to me:" He is all yours now!" I grinned and started to suck the bottom's fat cock. Immediately going all the way down until my nose was buried in his stomach. He started to moan and i climbed on top of him and started to ride his cock. Clearly he did not expect that but he enjoyed it nonetheless. "Give me your cock!", he begged. I got up and he turned around and i started fucking him. I didn't care anymore, i needed more sex! I kept fucking him right until I felt I could not hold it any longer. I stopped, because I did not want to cum yet, the evening was still young, and started to rub his dick with lube and gave him a super intense handjob, his body moved up and down and from side to side while moaning out:"oh yes, oh fuck, oh fuck!". Suddenly I yelled at him:" Give me your cum you slut!". He started rubbing himself and within 10 seconds he blew a gigantic load all over his chest. I licked it up and he thanked me for the great experience. A party assistent announced that the party was about to close and that it was time to get dressed again! I walked towards the coat check and i noticed one last red hooded cum whore still getting fucked. His caramel colored skin was filled with stripes. One stripe, for one cock. I started to count and that whore had 36 stripes on him. I congratulated him on that achievement and he started to laugh. "Well, you're not bad either!", he said. "Let me count yours". He started to count and he said:"Well done boy! You got 21 on you!" 21 cocks, 5 loads, and despite the condoms I had a fantastic afternoon. I left happily and cannot wait to go to the next party. xxx Charlie

So back when craigslist was a thing I was in a relationship with a guy that is dom/sun. more give then take in the sex dept. we live together and one day he bought mini van. We didn't need it but he bought it and worked on it. one night he takes me to garage and tells me to get naked. Nothing new but the back of the mini van is open and for the first time i see that he has added stocks in the van to keep my head, wrists ankles in place. He locks me in place and drives the van out of the garage. Windows are tinted now but its still weird to be locked up naked in the back of a van on all fours. We drive for a while and pull up to a house. he backs the van into the drive way and opens the back door. It's about midnight at this point. After a few minutes a guy comes out of the house after i assume my boyfriend texted him and gets in the back of the van with me. a few minutes later this random guy is fucking me silly and then cums in my ass. zips up and leaves. And for the next six hours we traveled around to different houses, meeting up with guys that were apparently contacting my boyfriend through craigslist. i got 20 loads that night. Towards the end it was getting late or early depending on you see things and my boyfriend takes us to the gay section of the city and finds a darker street and just opens the door. had a few guys walk by and just look. but a couple of randoms came up and fucked me like that. And thus began a tradition of Friday night bare ass deliveries to guys. never less than at least 10 loads in me by the end. and always offered up at the end of the night light a side walk hot dog after the bars.

SORRY for my english that a REAL story !!! 4 days before my birthday in 2015, i was looking for sex on Internet in Montréal... nothing special in my mind exceped, fucking and getting fucked. We chatted a bit until we recognised each other and he invited me at his place. I left my husband (we're in an open relationship since the beginning) So i left around 23h and i got to his place at 23h30... He's really my kind of men... the kind of men that breaks all the barrier you put... We talked a bit, we undressed and we start to kiss... For a reason that i ignore why, i asked him he was still using chems and he said yes. I asked him if he would like me to take some (i trust him) so we could have a long night together. (i stopped seeing him in the past because he was too much addict to chems). He gave me GHB, MDMA and just a bit of K... and then we started to play, slowly. After 45 minutes, i started to feel my fingers wierd... so i understood that the chems started to act... I was off meds for the first time and he says that he was off too... so still contagious. I got rock hard the moment he said that... I have NO idea what he took for chems... and he but his dick against my ass and start to push a bit... mu ass opened and "absorb" his dick almost instantly... Since he was deep inside, he stopped... and he started to piss in me... The feeling with XTC was unbeleivable. I kept all his piss inside... so i got nother kick with the chems that was in his piss. I absorbed it completly! Then he started to explain why he wanted to piss in my ass... to irritare inside and make my rectum more vulnerable to his viruses... and... to his syphilis! He's a big precummer, so i got sure to have a lot of toxic fluid from his ! When he started to fuck in his piss, he and I were very verbal for infectious fuck... He felt active more than passive... and i could say that he was feeling RADIOactive !!! Thanks for the chems, my ass NEVER burn. he fucked me slowly, to make sure that the skin of his cockhead was correctly connected and against every part of my rectum! After a couple of hours with some breaks to breath, I surrender completly to him... then he talks showed me twisted things... like a documentary of a Parasyte Wasp who sting his prey to inject larvea eggs that's gonna eat the prey by inside and "reprogram" the mind of the prey to protect the larvea until the larvea eat all inside the prey... and like a Komodo dragon who bites an anumal and wait for the bacterias in the saliva takes effect to slowly destroy the nervous system of the animal bitten and come eat it alive... That turns me on at a level you can not imagin ! I was demanding more! With him, i had NO limit. I would be fucked by a DOG, a DONKEY ,ANYBODY or ANYHTING if he asked. Just to please him ! I learned that night a lot of thing. I learned to accept that i was STILL chasing... for something MORE... We continued to fuck, he pissed in my ass 2 other times. We played for 14 hours (including several breaks) and he came just one time in my ass... at 13h00 and we stopped to fuck at 14h00 after i came in his ass. Now, i would like to do something similar... but no more with him but with someone else... I'm not using chems normally... but for things like that, i would certainly use ! Sick, infectious, toxic and proud of it!

Ultimately that's for you to decide, and if you catch something can you deal with it. Honestly there's always some risk involved aka guy was honest about his status or assumed they were negative, condom breakage or even slipping out. Now if Prep is not possible due to cost think of the cost of you become poz, medication, doctors visits, and tests. I'm poz undetectable and if could change and go back I would but it's not up for debate but in the same breath my life didn't come to an end it just changed. Some doors closed but left others opened. I'm all for physical and emotional enjoyment but don't go in ignorant of the possibilities of said choices. And like you said HIV isn't the only thing one should be concerned about. Not sure if anything I've said helps but hopefully some food for thought

Yesterday I had a great day! I had something set up with a buddy and he had to reschedule. I was disappointed and horny - but shit happens. Hopped online and found a FB who was going to be passing through my area, so we set something up quick. When he arrived he asked if we could play in my sling. He really enjoys fucking in the sling. I hopped up and got settled and he proceeded to drill my ass for about 20 minutes and dumped his huge load. A couple of hours later, I got a message from a different FB. His partner was hooking up at their house with one of his regular FB's and was I free?? He came over to the house and when he heard that I already had a load he said he wanted to try the sling (he had never played in one at this point). I got settled in the sling and he immediately dropped to his knees and started to lick and suck my wet hole. I could feel his tongue digging around for Buddy #1's load. He didn't waste a lot of time and soon was banging his cockhead against my pucker - slapping the hole, sticking in just an inch... really teasing me. Then he looked into my eyes and slammed his big cut cock right to the base in my wet hole. He said he loved the wetness of my hole. He said he could feel #1's load sloshing around his cock and he asked if it was OK if he blew a quick load? Apparently this was really turning him on. A few seconds later, I could feel the warm cum spreading inside my hole and hear the sloshing sound of his big dick slamming against my hole. He was really into the sling experience. We took a water break and then headed back downstairs. He took his time now and really gave my hole a good stretching and workout. He kept telling me how easy it was to fuck someone in the sling... it really turned him on. We fucked for a good half hour before he unloaded his second load up my guts. He immediately dropped to his knees and started slurping the three loads from my now gaping hole.... and I blew my load feeling his tongue probing my hole. It turned out to be a great day after all....

What about the "more pics" brigade? I know 100% for sure and without any exceptions that anyone who isn't sure after seeing pics is not going to meet. He asks for more but the answer is always "no" in the end. The only question is how many messages you have to exchange to get there. So has the the penny not dropped with him? I'd reckon it's not the first time he's asked. Has it never occurred to him that it never actually happens. Honestly, I'd rather they told me to f off because I was a minger. I wouldn't say I'm too fussy about who fucks me - but this is the one absolute rule I have. Why? Let's assume I send him more pics (which I wouldn't) and let's say they tip the balance in my favour (which they never do) and you do actually meet - it's still going to be crap, isn't it? Can anyone hookup knowing that the other person thinks they're borderline do-able?

I'd put it the other way round - what's the point of being gay if you're a top? I mean, you're going to be doing al the fucking anyway - and as the saying goes, you don't look at the mantelpiece when you're poking the fire. The only obvious one is availability - thousand times easier, I guess, for gay tops to get fucks than straight guys. But then, I'm not a top, so there's probably some bit of it I've missed.

Austin Wolf in action with a young guy. When he's already balls deep in him he asks "how old are you"(19) https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/cheating-boi-gets-fucked-bareback-and-bred-by-sexy-hunk-37227491 Boi cheating on his bf gets fucked bareback and bred by sexy hunk. Boi receives a call from bf just before the breeding.

Off work today and woke up early this morning so set out to get the laundry and other housework done while enjoying an early morning margarita or 2. Got texts from a couple DL guys that just wanted a hole to cum in. I was already cleaned out since i wanted to head to the ABS so just lubed my ass, left the front door wide open and put a blindfold on.Heard the 1st guy open the front door, drop his clothes on the floor and immediately move between my legs to fuck me. Second guy arrived while i was being bred and shoved his cock down my throat. They spit roasted me, taking turns on my ass until they both came inside me. I cleaned them off and they talked sbout how they had to do this again, using the slut, as if i wasn't in the room before they left. Still fucking horny after that i headed to an ABS and took 4 more cocks over a couple hours and swallowed 3 loads.

I (26/6'4''/210lb/half beef, half cub/hairy) hooked up with a guy, we fucked for hours (i was the bottom) and when we were done, I was sitting in the car not quite ready to drive home. So I drove to the only high way parking place which is known to have some action. It was thursday night, after 1am and I wasn't expecting any luck tbh (I'm living in quiet a rural area in western germany). I've parked, got outside, put on a cigarette and waited. Couple of minutes later I saw someone. About 5'8'', one hand on his bulge. So I followed and stopped next to a truck, where the light of the cars driving by wouldn't hit me. He walked past me, looked back and whilst I was hard and working my cock through my sweat pants ( the guy I hooked up with called them "Quick Fuck Pants" which should turn out to be accurate) the guy came back and stopped, putting his hand where mine was, grabbing my cock. I grabbed his bulge, opend up his jeans and had a thick, cut, 6inch cock in my hand already drooling precum. He offered me his poppers but I declined (I can't keep a hard on on poppers, idk why. It just makes me want to get fucked.), He took a hit and sucked my cock good. He knew how to suck good. After jerking and talking (morrocan guy living in belgium) I went down on my knees and sucked that beautiful dick. He held my head and fucked my throat pretty roughly. I wanted that fucker to breed me, so I asked he wanted to fuck. He smiled, gave me his poppers, turned me around and pushed me against truck. In a matter of seconds, he pulled my pants down (told you: accurate) and just pushed his bare cock up my ass. One guy was walking past us but he continued fucking. It didn't take long for him to say that he's close. I took a hit of poppers, told him to cum inside, and started working that cock with my hole. He grabbed my hips and Shot his load within seconds. Third load that evening. Like a good boy I've sucked his cock clean (i love the taste of my own ass after being fucked and bred). This was one of the hottest encounters I've ever had. Of course I gave him my contact info on a common gay hook up site. I'm seeing him again next week.

I don’t buy into this idea that there are more bottoms than tops. It always looks like that on sites like this, because I think bottoms are more prone to chatting about sex than tops. Many bottoms like me only cum once in a blue moon, which means we’re always horny, always edging, always looking for the next load- and always on sites like this talking about it. When tops are horny, they are more likely to find a hole and dump their load in it- thereby releasing themselves (at least temporarily) from the grip of horniness, and freeing themselves to do other things. In real world situations, I find that the ratio of tops to bottoms is fairly even. This seems to be true in clubs, in bathhouses, and online. The only difference is that most tops only cum once, and when they’re done, they go. Whereas the bottoms hang around longer, waiting for more loads. This does indeed mean by the end of an afternoon sex club session like SBN, for example, there will inevitably be more bottoms than tops. And the moral that story? Get there early! Speculating further, I believe that in fact there are far more tops out there than bottoms, if you were to take all the straight guys into account. If we ever reach a point in society where there is absolutely no stigma around m2m sex, I think we’ll find there’s about 1 cumdump for every 10 tops- evolution’s perfect ratio to guarantee satisfaction for everyone! Until that day, however, I’ll just have to fantasise

I believe I fall into your favourite Daddies type 😈

You're a naughty little rule breaker, aren't you Having read them, my favourite rule has to be; 'Bottoms may not refuse a top but must allow himself to be fucked or felt up by him.' The irony of the 'It's Amsterdam you know' comment I found very amusing, all things considered. Ha. I have not been to Club Church for years. GREAT venue! ~ Have had a lot of GREAT FUN @ (z)onderbroek on a Friday night. I do love the concept of 'Meat Market', (white/red hoods, etc). Maybe I'll get to attend the next one in September, and if you are about, chuck my seed in your sexy cunt. 😈

Part 3. After the fuck of my life, John dragged me to the walk-in shower. "Double shower heads. Nice," I said, then later feeling immature for showing how impressed I feel. I walked in the shower and got under the hot water as John dimmed the lights and turned on music that belonged on a sex playlist. He slid in behind me, pushed my chest against the cold, gray tile, and pressed his pecs and long cock against my backside. I moaned softly. Had I ever moaned before? What was happening. The hot water, the steam, and a muscle daddy caressing my body and kissing every inch of me. I was rock hard in a minute. After a deep kiss, John was fully hard again, and he forced me on my back on the tile bench in the middle of the shower. He grabbed a bottle of lube, coated my ass and his cock, and slowly slid in. "Fuuuuuuuuuuck," I moaned, as he slid in. His cock stretching open my now very sore and puffy ass. I focused on his pecs, the shadow of his face, and the warm water, and the pain eased away. Within minutes, I was getting close. I wanted his load this time, I didn't want him to pull out. So I took some initiative. "I want your cum inside me. Please breed me, daddy" I whimpered. He was silent, but I saw a smile start to creep in on the left side of his face, as water poured down his body fro the shower. He kept thrusting into me, tearing me open. It was painful but the pleasure outweighed the pain by far. He grabbed my cock and started tugging, and 30 seconds later I shot all over my chest while he just kept slamming in and out of my battered ass. I kept hoping he shoot, I kept begging, "breed me daddy. Own my ass." A minute later, he pulled out and shoved his cock down my throat and unloaded another massive load of cum, this time filling my throat and mouth. I still wanted his cum in my ass. He dragged me to bed, wrapped his arms around me, pulled me tight to his chest, and we drifted off to sleep. 2:07 AM -- that's what the clock said. I was exhausted. And a little confused. ---- 6:32 AM -- I squinted at the clock. I heard rain on the roof. I rolled off, John was lightly sleeping. At some point during the night, he'd gotten up and put on a white tee shirt. He was snoring ever so softly. I slid in close to him, pressed my face against his pecs and wrapped my hand around his cock. I drifted back to sleep. 8:07 AM -- the shower was running. John was awake. I didn't want to get up yet. I heard him the sound of an electric razor a few minutes after the shower cut off. I thought I'd keep sleeping, or at least see what he would do next. A few minutes later, I heard John back in the bedroom. He slowly pulled the covers off of me as I pretended to sleep, face down. John crawled between me, and pushed his tongue into my ass, rimming me gently and teasing my hole. I was incredibly sore from the night before, but his tongue made my hole twitch with excitement. In one thrust, he pushed his entire cock all the way inside of me. "Fuck!" I shouted. "I knew you were awake, beautiful boy," John replied. He slowly eased my ass open after that, and fucked me for a solid 10 minutes. He then flipped me over, and I could taste my ass on his tongue as he kissed me deeply. Apparently John likes morning sex. I could tell, he was getting close, and quickly. I was going to get his cum inside me. I needed it. I needed to have a piece of this man in my DNA. "Daddy?" I said. "Yes boy," John replied. "I really want your cum inside me," I said. "Oh yea? You want me to breed your boy hole?" John replied. "Fuck yea, breed me, please. Please breed me. Own my ass," I said. "I can't," John replied. Then started violently pounding my ass again. He was about to cum, I knew it. "What, why?" I questioned him. He pulled out, took three tugs on his cock, then shot all over me. "Because I'm poz." Partially in shock, partially turned on, I started shooting a volcano of cum out of my cock. John looked surprised, but dived down and slurped up the second half of my load. He was HIV positive, and I had begged him for his load. More than once, but he kept pulling out. And yet somehow, I still really wanted to feel his cum leaking out of me....

Same here. In fact, He is why i joined the site in the first place. (i don't think He has been too active lately. i hope that's because He is having too much IRL fun!)

There are a lot of tops on here that I'd love to have fuck me. But, probably #1 since the day I joined this site has been bbbearlover1. He's exactly the type of Dom, aggressive, black top guy that makes my blood churn and my hole get moist. He takes what he wants.

No thanks, I will pass. I love being hard fucked and gangbanged. But not having Tops that purposly wreck my hole. Not for me thanks..

I am going to Indy soon, I hope to get some loads of piss up my ass. If I get any, I will keep you posted

It's about giving my hole to the top and letting him pound me without resistance. The top can sense my submission and he ruts out. Being stretched and wrecked is just what happens when a hung jock fucks me with abandon. I endure the pain.

It seems to me that younger men are much more versatile (or less tied to one role or the other) -- personally I love the feeling of both topping and bottoming, but have an average size dick and tend to only top with men I know and trust because there's less fear around not satisfying my partner, untimely ED issues, not being a great top, etc. Sharing a bottom is also hot, as there is less pressure to perform or be a perfect top...and, if you're lucky you might get to enjoy a cum sloppy hole wrapped around your dick or better yet, taste/felch the mix! When in a group or new situation my tendency is to bottom. I also love to bottom for hung black men. Lately, I've begun to refer to topping as "practicing my top skills" -- this seems to normalize the expectation from fantasy/porn fucking to something more realistic. So far, it's produced good results. Regardless, swapping spit, sweat and cum with another man is anything but boring! Happy breeding men!

My partner and I found out early in our relationship that he was poz. And like a lot of people in this thread, I asked myself... "Would I treat this any different than a heart attack? cancer?". And we went together for education and discussions around options. He decided to start the cocktail (15 years ago) and within a short period of time, he was undetectable. We were both versatile, but he preferred me topping him. Raw. Now and then, he would fuck me raw. No issues. We fucked raw with one another for 12 years. I was never worried about it, because we understood the numbers and the risks... and we knew he was low risk. Case closed from our perspective. We had lots of threesomes over the years and always fucked raw there as well.... after a brief discussion about current 'status'... after we split up, I met a local guy who I dated for about a year. He was also undetectable and 80% bottom. But he had a big thick dick and would dump a load in my ass every few weeks. No issues. In my experience... U=U is true and if you want to be in a relationship with someone who is Poz today... there are a lot more options than years ago. New drugs can help the HIV person (if they want!!!) OR there are new options for the non-HIV partner (if they want!!!). Everyone chooses their own path! Cheers ... great question.

For years I loved Titpig. Theres one video where he is lapping cum out of a well fucked arse and it is flooding his beard. Nowadays, Stephen Harte. His verbal is fantastic (not aggressive, just dripping with passion)

Went to a bathhouse day before my birthday with my bf. Hes vers, but more but prefers bottom. We agreed to both do our own thing, BUT he got to pump both the first and last loads in me. All in all left with his 2 loads and 4 others up my hungry ass, and 3 down my throat.

I have had the pleasure of having my bottom cum from just my fucking him three times. (I never let my bottom stroke himself) The first one was legs up I was slow fucking his cunt for a while - I call it a hypnotic fuck - his soft boy dick jiggling on his belly, when he starts to moan like a whore, his whole body convulses, his hole clamps down on me and a long continuous flow of boy seed drools out of him. This caused me to shoot my own load in his sweet pink pussy. This was one of the most personally satisfying fucks of my life. I tried to start up something with him but it didn’t work out. Pity - he was a beautiful ginger who brought out my Daddy side like no one else. I still think of him to this day. The second time was a hot, bearded, muscle boy with a smooth bubble butt and little perma-hard dick. I was fucking his cunt doggy for only a few minutes when he shot his load all over the bed. He tried to pull off me but that was NOT happening. I pinned him down, pushed the side of his head into the pillow and continued my fuck until I shot my load deep up his cunt. Afterwards he said he usually does cum early and his body wants to stop getting fucked - and that most every time the top will stop on request to his disappointment; because he loves being “forced” to continue. Seems I read him right. Third time was a trick I fucked at a bar in St. Louis. He took me up his cunt standing up over a urinal. As I unloaded into him he said he was shooting. I never saw his cock but I reached around, and low and behold, it was still dripping cum. Good for him. I washed off, wiped up, and left.

Damn, this guy must be a fake. He's got MY clip on his account acting like it's his pussy taking that big black dick! https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/bbc-breeding-my-hole-31114441

Love laying in the sling at the sauna. Nothing better

Booty Bump at 30,000 Feet from the Air Marshals– “Do you feel OK? You don’t look so good,” asked the stewardess - damn, fucking, perky stewardess in her little blue uniform and perfectly coiffed hair. Fucking Dutch, and at this hour of night! How can they all be so pretty and so nice? I was on board a KLM 747 flight at 30,000 feet somewhere over the Atlantic for an overnight flight. The plane was practically empty and I was able to get three seats to myself near the back where I could suffer in peace, but I had a Tina hangover to beat hell and had gotten up and stepped into the back to ask the stewardess for more water. Just six hours earlier I had been at the apartment of a local dealer with his big black 10-inch dick buried in my ass filling me with cum. Raw, rough, and nasty was his motto and he made me pay for the Tina with my ass and the Benjamins. I had not eaten in over two days, had been flying high, drinking, and had taken several raw dicks up my ass, three of which were anonymously at the dealer’s place. As we wrapped up, the dealer came in me and passed out. I pissed in his Tina-crusted toilet and stumbled home only to find a message on my phone from my boss saying I had to leave immediately to cover an important business trip to Asia for a colleague who’s wife decided to have her baby early. SHIT! I was so fucking high, had been partying non-stop, and was in no condition to do anything, but I needed my job, so quickly packed my bag, did several lines to get me going, and headed to the airport, my ass dripping with cum and my hole twitching for dick, secretly hoping TSA would want to frisk me down in a private room. “I’m fine,” I answered grumpily, “I just had a long week,” as I shakily took the water the stewardess offered and leaned against the bulkhead trying to steady my wobbly legs. What I really needed was more crystal and some beer, and more dick. I slowly paced back and forth at the back of the plane, sipping my water as the stewardesses did a final walk through picking up trash from the last beverage service. The cabin lights were down, most folks were asleep, but I was wired and horned. I had been at the back for about twenty minutes when a tall, handsome man walked into the area and instead of heading right into the bathroom, leaned against the bulkhead opposite of me, crossed his arms, and calmly said in a voice that seemed too loud, “So what are you on?” Fuck – how did he know? “Umm….nothing man, don’t know…what you are talking about,” I managed as I took another sip of water. He then took two steps, got right in front of me, casually looked around and said, “I expect an honest answer BOY. I asked you what you were on, and don’t try to lie to me again.” He then slowly pulled a black wallet out of his back pocket, flipped it open, showed me his big, gold US Federal Air Marshal badge, closed it, slid it back in his pocket, cocked his head, and waited for me to reply. Holy fuck! An Air Marshal! I instinctively tried to take a step back but was already pressed against the bulk head. I nervously looked around trying to find an escape route, then realized I was on a god damn plane, where the fuck was I going to go. I hung my head a little, looked up giving him my best puppy-dog eyes look and said, “Come on man, I’m not doing anything wrong, I just don’t feel good okay.” He reached out, patted my shoulder with big powerful hands and said, “Okay, so lets chat a bit. These long flights get pretty boring and I could use a good distraction.” I got increasingly fidgety as the Air Marshal stood way too close to me for my tastes and began to talk about jack shit. The weather, the Nationals baseball team, I don’t know. I barely focused on what he said as I was becoming so nervous and every time another passenger came back to use a bathroom or a stewardess was around I just knew – just knew they could all tell I was fucked up. “Right?” the Air Marshal asked. Fuck, what was he talking about? I just nodded and decided it was time to make my escape and tried to push my way past him. His left had shot out, grabbed my right arm, he stepped as close as possible and said, “I think I can help you out,” as he pressed his right hand against my chest. I looked down, he slowly tilted his palm to the side to show a small baggy full of white powder. My eyes got wide, I licked my lips and instinctively wiped my nose. The Marshal smiled, stepped back, opened one of the metal drawers along the back wall, pulled out a juice box, tore off the plastic encased straw, and handed it to me along with the baggy. He nodded towards the bathroom at the rear, I was shaking as I took the baggy, the straw, and looked at him warily as I entered the bathroom and closed the door. This bathroom was a little bigger than the others and while I had to piss, was too nervous. I shakily opened the baggy, took the straw, and snorted the powder up my nose. FUCK THAT BURNED! It felt like Tina, but more intense, or maybe I was just so tired, I don’t know, but a few more snorts and I was feeling much better. I stepped out of the bathroom and found the Air Marshal speaking with a stewardess in a low voice. She nodded, stepped back into the cabin, closing the curtain behind her. “I’m sorry to tell you I think you are getting sick and need to be quarantined,” he said with a smile and evil glint in his eyes. “Please step back into the bathroom.” I paused, what the hell was this? Was he busting me now? I backed into the airplane bathroom, the Air Marshal right behind me. He closed and slid the lock on the door, held out his hand, and I placed the baggy in it along with the straw. The Air Marshal opened the baggy, held it up, I tentatively took the straw and snorted a couple more times, then looked in the mirror to wipe off any white on my nostril. He then licked his finger, stuck it in the baggy, then said, “Drop your pants and bend over.” I started to protest, he glowered and said, “I only ask once.” I undid my denim shorts, dropped them to the floor, bent over the toilet and waited, my legs shaking from nervousness and the rush of powder. The Air Marshal took his left hand and pulled my cheek aside, then roughly shoved his coated finger into my hole. I pulled away as it hurt and burned, but he drove his finger as deep as he could and then worked it around, pulled it out, and repeated the process. When he pulled his finger out the second time I heard him suck it clean and as I tried to stand up he said, “Did I say to move?” I stayed bent over, the Air Marshal dropped his pants, his belt buckle banging against the plastic wall as it fell to the floor. I took a deep breath and waited and soon felt his raw dick pushing against my coated hole. The Air Marshal roughly grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back sharply as he thrust his dick into my ass. “OUCH!” I cried out as his big dick ripped into my ass. His other hand then covered my mouth as he began to pump my ass raw and saying, “I knew you were a little drug fag the moment I saw you. This is what you want isn’t it BOY? Huh? You better shut the fuck up and take this dick!” I just grunted as the Air Marshal’s raw dick opened my hole up and after a few minutes the mix of drugs and being fucked took over. I bent forward, pushed my ass back and up, and through my grunts begged him to fuck me deep. “Here it comes BOY, want this load? Want this load? UGH,” the Air Marshal grunted as he bred my ass, filling my Tina coated hole with his hot cum. He was so fucking deep up my ass that when he yanked it out my guts went with him. My muffled cry of OUCH was lost in his hand as he turned me around, I sat down on the airplane toilet seat, took his wet and slimy dick in my mouth, and licked him clean, tasting the tang of Tina and more. The Air Marshal strained to get his still semi-hard dick into his pants, buttoned up, pointed a finger at me with the instruction, “YOU – stay right there and leave this door unlocked,” before he backed out of the bathroom door. The cold plastic of the toilet seat eased the hot burning in my hole and about thirty-seconds later there was a knock at the door. Before I could grab the handle it was opened and another man stepped in. He was much older than the first and did not seemed at all surprised to find me sitting there and did not back out once he did. He calmly slid the lock on the door and said, “My colleague says you are not feeling so well and asked me to give you some of this.” In his hand was the baggy of white powder and the straw, so I shrugged, grabbed them and greedily snorted as much as I could. GOD DAMN THAT BURNED MY NOSE!!! The new guy chuckled, unbuckled his dress pants, and out slid a nice, LONG dick. He took the baggy back, pinched some powder between his fingers, sprinkled it on his dick and said, “I think you missed some.” I quickly started to lick and slurp on that big meat, loving the taste of the Tina and of his uncut dick. I don’t think he had washed in days as he had a ring of slime and crust around under his foreskin around the head that was foul, pungent, and delicious nectar for a cum pig like me! As soon as he was hard I stood up, turned around, bent over, and showed him my freshly fucked hole. He wasted no time and was rougher than the first guy as he shoved his long dick in as deep and as hard as he could. As soon as his raw dick was balls deep, I moved my feet together, squeezed my hole, and pushed my ass back and said, “FUCK ME.” He didn’t say a word as he grabbed my ass and started to long dick my cum filled hole. It took him a while to shoot, but when he did, cum started to drip out of my hole onto the bathroom floor. Once his dick started to go soft, he slid it out, stuffed it into his shorts, not letting me lick him clean as I wanted much to my frustration. He buckled up his pants and said, “Come on.” I pulled my pants up and followed him out of the bathroom, wondering what would happen if anyone saw us. No one was there though, except the Air Marshal who had fucked me. He and the new guy exchanged a few words, then the new guy said, “Come on,” as he pulled the curtain to the cabin back and started walking down the aisle. I walked past the Air Marshal who grabbed my arm and said, “Grab your bag and shit, take it with you.” So I stopped at my seat, got my stuff from the overhead bin, and walked fast down the aisle to catch up with the older guy. We headed to the front of the plane and I was surprised again at how few people there seemed to be on this flight as we headed up the stairs to the top deck of the 747. Once upstairs, the old guy pointed to a seat near the back and said, “Sit.” He then walked forward and I saw him speaking to the steward, who looked back at me, then nodded, and was soon rousing the two passengers at the front of the cabin. I heard him use the words ‘medical situation’ and before I knew it, they were standing up, grabbing their stuff, and heading down the stairs with the steward in tow. As I watched them leave, I turned and the older guy was now standing over me with badge in hand, “Like you’ve been told, you are sick and need to be quarantined, so now we have some privacy. My partner and I have a pretty good idea of how to make you feel better, but you need to do exactly as we say?” I just nodded as the Air Marshal unzipped his pants, stepped in my row in front of my seat, his hands on the back of my seat, facing the stairway as his long dick was now inches from my face. I immediately put his dick in my mouth and started to suck him, then with his right hand he grabbed the back of my head and pushed it onto his dick making me gag. My eyes teared up while I tried to deep throat him, my gut gurgling and throat making small choking noises. I opened my eyes and noticed someone was standing beside us and sputtered and spit as I pulled off his dick. The Air Marshal laughed, “Don’t worry about Clinton, he’s just waiting his turn.” Clinton turned out to be the steward who escorted the passengers downstairs and he was standing there rubbing his dick through his pants like he was trying to start a fire. He was not my type at all – skinny and nelly looking, but hell, any dick was good dick. The Air Marshal scooted to the side, flipped up the arm between the seats, told me to drop my shorts, and as I did he positioned himself with his back to the airplane window, his dick pointing to the aisle. Once I had my shorts down he pushed me forward I had one knee on the seat, my face towards the aisle and Clinton, and the Air Marshal between me and the window with him angling his dick into my wet hole. I arched my back as his dick popped into my hole. The angle was awful, but then he put one knee up on the seat behind me and it was a fairly good position. Clinton now had his dick out, so I started to suck on him while the Air Marshal rough fucked my hole and bred me with another load. As soon as he was done he pulled out, scooted out into the aisle and started pulling up his pants. Clinton was standing there with a still hard dick looking like he did not know what to do. “I got the watch, use the bathroom,” the Air Marshal said so I pulled up my shorts and followed Clinton to the bathroom. His dick was not as big and he shot in my ass pretty quick, but four loads – from raw dick up my ass – was not bad. I made it back to my new seat, Clinton and the Air Marshal exchanged a few words, the Marshal came over, held out his hand with the baggy and said, “Snort up. We plan to enjoy this flight so this if for you. And for me, well these little blue pills work fucking wonders.” I spent the rest of the flight to Amsterdam getting fucked by the two Air Marshals and once more by Clinton, the steward. When we arrived in Amsterdam the Marshals escorted me off the plane first, keeping up the ‘quarantine’ rouse, and took me right on through customs and out of the airport. I ended up missing my connecting flight and the rest of my trip as the Marshals had seven days of vacation planned in Amsterdam and had booked a room at the Black Tulip Hotel. I had never heard of the place but agreed to go with them for 'only one night’. It was not until we were in the room and I saw the sling and leather bed spread that I realized what they truly might have in store for me.

Part 34; Once my punk was done with using and humiliating me he left for a few floors down to the East wing, to his soon to be permanent living quarters, to sleep, now that he had gotten what he wanted. I had been used tonight by multiple beings / entities, and they had all left me; SOILED! I had all kinds of bodily fluids on me and INSIDE me; Spit. Demon-Cum. Piss. And here I was, flying high on tina, NEEDING more use and abuse, with no one to help me. I spent some more time rolling about in and rubbing my Master's filthy, oily fuck fluid all over my body. I also found myself laying on my back, gripping tightly onto the back of my thighs as to spread my legs as wide as I could, and kept repeating over and over; - I irrevocably give my soul to you for eternity, my Dark-Lord. BUT, he wasn't about, so, for now my soul was still mine. I don't know how, but at some point I drifted off to sleep, on my now slippery bedroom floor. All things considered it is not surprising that it was not a deep sleep, but enough to see more of my jumbled up dreams / nightmares. My dreams were frequently flitting between snuggling on the couch with my recently departed boyfriend Richard, and being here at the mansion being spit roasted by two EVIL entities, who were part Human, part Demon, and part Werewolf. But to that part of my jumbled dreams where I was being spit roasted, my beautiful Golden thick curly locks had been shaved off. I didn't like that, as in reality my hair is my thing. I am very proud of it! Yet again I saw in my dreams the Doctor arriving with two sick and frail looking men in wheelchairs with faces I could not make out. Why did this image keep coming to me in my subconscious? My sleep was also very broken as I was frequently waking up, only to drop back off again shortly after. Just before I woke up properly for the final time, I was dreaming that Sir had set up a table and chair by my bedroom window with a huge sumptuous breakfast with his delicious chilled homemade Elder-flower drink. I was eventually woken by Sir who was doing something in my room, walking back and forth to the window, making quite a bit of noise. He was only doing what I had just seen him doing in my dreams. What was going on with my brain!? - C'mon pig. It's 8am. The Doctor will be here to see you in 4 hours. You should eat. Keep your strength up. He was correct. I must eat. And, I was again super ravenous. He picked me up off of the floor, and put me in the chair, where I was faced with my very own mini banquet. I eagerly tucked in, whilst I enjoyed seeing the clear blue sky outside, and the sun rising. Usher was already out and about sorting out some of the overgrown bushes with some makeshift tools. I loved watching him in action doing his passions of his work. After I finished replenishing my nutrient stores I very soon dozed off in my chair. I guess not only was I very hungry, I was pretty sleep deprived too. THEN ... ... I was awoken to a vehicle driving in. I looked out of my window, and watched this black van with blacked out windows park up. And out from the drivers side came a figure in an all white uniform. He went to the back of the van with Usher and Sir joining him. They all seemed to be quite a while back there and I couldn't see everything that was happening. Then this all in white uniform figure was directing his hand gestures towards the main front door to the mansion, and in to my view came Sir & Usher pushing these two very weak and frail looking men in wheelchairs. They were wearing hospital gowns, just like I saw in my dreams. And now I know why I was unable to make out their facial features in my dreams. Firstly they were quite a long way off, plus, they were also wearing oxygen masks. I suddenly became aware again off the tingling of the deep scratch mark across my navel that the D-E-V-I-L 👺 had caused. I looked down at it, and could still see these weird things wriggling inside the wound 🐍🐍. I suddenly became engrossed in this wound, losing my awareness to my surroundings, and where I was. What were they? Their movements seemed to be enhanced due to my belly being so heavily distended. I simply stared and stared, in a complete trance. - So you must be Charlie! I looked up and got quite a fright. This stranger who just walked into my room was very much sinister looking. He really did unnerve me. He was the man from downstairs in the all white uniform. He was wearing white trousers, and a white jacket, with white shirt, black tie, and white shoes. His hair was thin, jet black, and brushed back. His eyes were a very dark brown that they almost looked black, and there seemed to be no life behind them. His face was a pale white, with his cheeks sunken in. He really was frightening me. I froze, and was unable to respond. - I am Doctor Stanis, and am here to sort out what I have been told is a Gono infection, and, give you an examination. I'd like you to sit on the edge of your bed for me so I can take a look. - I cannot move very well. My abdomen is heavily distended. - I see. Well, I am sure you can manage it. I want to see how you move. Goodness. He wasn't even going to help me. I had to somehow lower myself from my chair to the floor, crawl to the side of my bed, and haul myself up. And aside from the pendant around my neck of a reverse pentagram, with a symbol within of my Master's Master, the D-E-V-I-L 👺, I was completely naked. As I crawled along I could tell he was perving over me. I sat on the edge of my bed, and he pulled my foreskin back; - Oh yes, that is a very nasty infection. We'll get that sorted out for you. He cleaned the back of my hand with an alcohol swab, and, IN went a cannula. I wondered why he was doing that if I was only going to be having one shot to clear the infection. I dare not question him. He injected a syringe of medication to clear the Gono infection, and coldly walked out of my room.

Part 33; I don't know where my Goat-Beast was getting his 10's of litres of his Demon-Seed from, but, it just kept on flowing, as he pumped out two large 💦 SQUIRTS 💦 each minute for the next full hour. I did not envy who was going to have to clean his mess up, as it was now flowing over most of my wooden bedroom floor. But, there comes a time when even the horniest of Beasts need to rest, and with one last LARGE 💦 SQUIRT he transformed into his 🦇 form, and flew out the window, leaving me there, soiled, off of my head on tina, with a belly FULL of his diseased rotten filth! - Why don't you take a handful of chilled Beers and spend some time with Charlie. I believe our Master has left him for the evening, and I have some household stuff to be getting on with. - Yeah, sure, why not. My sexy skinhead punk wanted to look his part for me, so, went to his room first. He had been given the First floor to the East wing. He hurriedly put on his 26 hole Black Grinder Boots with red laces, again wearing nothing else but them, naked and booted 😈, went back down to the ground floor to fetch himself several chilled Beers, and made his way to the mansions newest piGGy. Just like I was on the marble plinth the other day I found myself rolling around in and rubbing all over me a foul smelling, Deep-Green, grotesque, extremely t☣️xic, thick and oily, revolting load of filthy Demon-Seed. I felt like such a nasTy pig. It felt so liberating to embrace the piGGy within. Not only was I rolling around in it and rubbing it all over myself, I also found myself like any self respecting nasTy pig SHOULD, on all 4's slurping up the foul bitter oily fluid. I was actually 'oinking' as I thoroughly enjoyed my special Demon Cocktail. In walked my stud-punk; - Oh look at you. Look at you. Covered in VILE cum of the Master to this grand place. Slurping it up off of your bedroom floor, and oinking whilst you do it too. What a fucking nasTy PIG you are Charlie! He sat in the Green Chesterfield armchair that was in a corner of my large bedroom, and relaxed, continuing to drink Beer, and smoke Weed, whilst watching me roll around, rub myself, and oink oink oinking all the while. 👦🐷 After a while he summoned me to kneel on all 4's in front of him, with my body parallel to his chair. As I was unable to walk properly at the moment I crawled to him. And that was me for a while USED as his very own personal foot-stool. He started to spank my cute smooth and pale bubble ASS cheeks ... - Go on Charlie. Oink for your punk. - Oink Oink Oink Oink - Good little piGGY. And again. - Oink Oink Oink Oink - YEEEEEEAAH, you are a filThy pig alright. And again. - Oink Oink Oink Oink - FUCK YEEEEEEAAH. If you weren't plugged now, I'd be sticking my t☣️xic Death-stick up your nasTy pig-cunT. I guess we'll have to think of other things to do. He continued to spank both my ASS cheeks until they went from their usual pale white colour, to a deep red. - Right, now I want you to be on your knees in front of the fireplace just like you were earlier with your Master. Again, I walked on all 4's like a 4 legged creature. A de-humanised, red ASSED, cum covered, cum filled, nasTy pig! He got up and walked over to where I was kneeling, and ordered that I open my mouth wide, and keep it open until otherwise instructed. He took one last large swig of his Beer, and his fat toxic Dick entered my mouth. He placed his hands either side of my head, closed his eyes and mouth, then began to make strange noises from his throat as I could tell he was deep in concentration. And THEN ... ... SPLASH. His first lot of HOT PISS hit the back of my throat. - CLOSE your mouth pig. My mouth soon filled up with his Golden salty fluid, and I like a natural got into a steady rhythm of swallowing as his piss gushed out ... **GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP -- GULP** Then I kinda fell out of rhythm a bit. I think probably because he was pissing faster than I could swallow, and I started to choke, and splutter. Taking his fat wet Dick out from my mouth he continued to piss all over my face, and body. Like earlier with my Master I leaned back placing my fists on the floor behind my torso, letting my punk's piss flow all over me. He felt GREAT! And THEN came the spitting in my mouth, on my face, and slapping my face hard. - You nasTy pig. I know you crave to become p☣️z, and I can guarantee, you are going to get exactly what you want. And M☢️RE! You are an absolute fucking nasTy whore! I could not do or say anything except look up at him and smile in strong agreement as I received more of his Golden Piss, spit, and hard slaps. 💦👋

Part 31; - 'L' - Hail Master. Yes Master. - Take the red rubber hood off of MY Charlie. - Yes Master. Sir came over and removed the hood, so, I could see and also my long Golden locks were for all to see, especially for my boyfriend, who could see all the sweet features of his boy that he was losing because of one foolish error on his part. So there they all stood; Sir, my boyfriend Richard, and Usher. My face for now was transfixed solely on my boyfriends face so he could see my expressions as I embraced and enjoyed my new life of Darkness. It was time for him to see once and for all and to accept both of our paths in life were now very different. As my Master continued to mercilessly fuck me I simply had a super focused stare with my face repetitively contorting as it smiled, expressing a deep piGGy lust for Dick, Cum, and a VERY strong DESIRE to submit to a depraved, filthy, diseased ridden life of pure Evil-Darkness. 👺 And not once did I avert my gaze from my boyfriend's eyes. My pure soul was raging in the flames of H🔥LL, and he had to see it for himself. It was quite a show being put on, with the 5 other bats now on my window sill enjoying watching the latest developments unfold. No one said a word for the next hour (except for me) as my Master who was now fucking me ferociously, ploughed my now CONSTANTLY flopped out hungry-pig-cunt. As for me being the only talker, I during this hour BEGGED the Beast on 20 occasions to 💦 SQUIRT 💦 his oily Demon-cum deep inside, and, he DID. With each squirt of his cum my tummy became more and more distended just like the other evening. And again, it was physically hurting and uncomfortable, BUT I was now at the same time really proudly holding my Master's filthy virulent venom. - 'L', the Goat-Hoof Butt plug is on his bed over there, bring it over, and when I withdraw, I want you to plug him. - Hail Master. Yes Master. Once he withdrew and I was plugged, my Master moved away from me and stood by the window. Time to test my boyfriend, who after a several minute pause of everyone stood still in silence walked over to me, and knelt before me, looking up and over my D-E-V-I-L scratched Master cum-filled distended belly. - My Charlie, PLEASE my Darling, let's go now. They've let me go. Let me take you home where I can help you, and keep you safe from the perils of evil. Your place is not here, it is with me, leading a good wholesome life. 👼 My hands rested on my distension, and I groaned, moving my head in a circular motion as my eyes fluttered with euphoria. - I can't come. I won't. I NEED cum. I NEED dick. I NEED to be infected with whatever is on offer. This is my life now. Oh fuck I NEED the D-E-V-I-L to FUCK me again. - Oh Charlie. I wish I had never left you for a second on that dance-floor. He then started to pray, at which poinT, my Master walked over, and in a calm yet authoritative manner, spoke; - Richard, Richard. Give up. You have already lost him. He has gone. He belongs here with us now. You will now leave my mansion, get in your car, and leave my property, and you will NEVER return ---> 'L', escort Richard to his vehicle, take our car with 'U' as your passenger, and drive behind Richard to the gates, and make sure he LEAVES. Then, I want you to call 'Doctor Stanis' to come as soon as possible to take a look at MY boy's Gono infection, and for a general check-up. - Yes my Master.

Love the new chapter hope that there's more chapters to come

A few hours later Kejuan had a raging hard on. I knew it was time to get in the doggie position. It only took a few minutes to get his cock inside me. Soon he was stimulating my anus. It felt so good I wish it could go on forever. A few minutes later he was depositing another toxic load me. "Man you took my cock like a champ." "There is no doubt you know you will get pregnant with my babies." "I can tell you accept your fate as a bottom which is getting bred by a top like me so you can get AIDS." "I can't wait to fuck you again,"

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

Part 3.5 I apologize - this is a short interlude section. I wrote this at the end of one of my own benders, where I was utterly exhausted from partying and fucking. I practically passed out writing this with my dick in my hand lol. I promise I will write Part 4 and I haven't forgotten about this story. Henry didn't come until nighttime. A classic junkie, he operated on T time and would go in and out of responsiveness. I knew Henry to be like this, but I wasn't about to let Faggot rest. By the time I was done using Marino's sloppy seconds, Faggot looked like he survived a bomb blast. Drool dripped down his pretty, dick-sucking lips. His eyes were glazed from the drugs and intense fucking, weathered by his own sweat and my spit. Tears and snot trickled down his sweet face, a product of gagging His blond hair was a complete mess from being pulled and thrown around on the mattress. What I loved most was the splatter of deep hickies on his shiny smooth tan neck and chest. On top of that, he had a few light bruises on his legs and torso. His skin was as smooth and tender as a baby's - of course it would bruise easily from such rough use. He was still a sexy piece of meat, but his innocence was far gone and the fresh boyish handsomeness on his face when we first met had been permanently replaced by the used, stained look of a meth whore. After I nut into the boy, I let him rest for a bit. I pulled out of him and started searching for clients and had a few customers come over for some quick deals while he laid passed out on the mattress in the Cave. He snored loudly as he fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion, finally coming down from the drugs and the adrenaline of being pummeled like a fleshlight. Still no sign of Henry after 2 hours. At this point, I really had to piss, which means Faggot had to wake up. I unzipped my fly and crawled onto the mattress beside his naked body, caressing him. My dick almost got so hard so fast I worried if I would still be able to piss. Whatever. That's what a whore is for - if he gets my dick hard, then I'm gonna put it him and fuck him. He was still asleep when i gently spread his legs apart and nestled myself in between. He still had cum in there, so all I needed was a good wad of spit on my dick and on his little pink cunt. Faggot bucked gently and stirred as my dick pushed into those tight pussy lips. Before he could wake up and even think about resisting, I was in and I was going deeper and deeper. His lazy waking moan crescendoed into a scared whine and climaxed into a loud whimper. Even still, he didn't try to push me away. I let my dick rest in him, knowing that his cunt would quickly welcome my manhood. I was surprised that he actually clung to me as tight as he could, wrapping his arms around my neck and holding me against him. "Daddy...," he whimpered softly, his eyes barely open. "I'm gonna piss in you Faggot," I whispered to him. And with that, I began to unload. A slow, soft low-pressure stream that would last a long time as my bladder slowly overcame the pressure of my hard-on and his tight hole. I groaned, suddenly horny as the fucking devil when I thought about how my dirty chem piss was going to make a nice little cocktail of my DNA and drug waste with the loads still buried in there. "Don't worry, Faggot," I told him. "You'll be nice and woke in a few minutes. Daddy's gonna fill you up with his second-hand Tina and keep it inside you until it fully dissolves into your bloodstream." "Is Daddy's chem piss strong?" he asked. His blue eyes flashed a dull sparkle, slowly getting excited by the idea of getting high again. "Oh yeah, Daddy smoked a lot while you were sleeping with his customers. This is why I need having a Faggot around. I don't need to worry about getting you pregnant. But fuck, I know the hormones in my sperm and the drugs in my piss are a part of you when I do bad things to you. And you're going to take so much of my piss and cum every damn day. Mine and whoever else wants to fuck your cheap, dirty pussy." Faggot's eyes opened wide. The chem piss was starting to take its wiry, gradual effect, but my words also touched the boy's heart. "I love you, Daddy," he whispered softly, and he looked into my dilated eyes as if I was the only man left in the world. "Good Faggot," I said affectionately. "Now I'm gonna hurt you." I started pumping and piston-fucking the boy, and he gasped so hard the air caught in his throat. He moaned and yelped weakly with his head rolled back while I held him to me in an iron grip as I slammed into him. A few minutes into our fuck, I heard the door swing open in the other room. "Dude, why didn't you answer your - holy fuck that's hot!" Henry exclaimed as he approached the entrance to the Cave and saw me fucking the piss-cum cocktail out of Faggot. The concoction splashed out of him in small spurts every time I pulled my dick out. I looked over at him and grinned. "Took you long enough. Get over here and get a taste of this."

In general, I like fucking my bottom like a 10¢ whore and I'm out to get my moneys worth. So I like it pretty rough. I like wrecking a hole because most of the people I fuck are into that. But, their is a pride in seeing a ass that can close anymore and totally destroyed and it's because of you. It's like a sculptor but with hole as your medium. Some tops do it because the more they make a bottom hurt or bleed feeds their ego as a man. They feel that by wrecking a hole and making guys bleed their so tough.

I watch all guys' crotches (ass too btw even though I am a bottom). But what really turns me on is seeing a guy in a suit sporting a full or half boner. There is something about sexy smart suited guys that turns me on. Don't know why really.

Update: I seroconverted in September 2018. Roughly 15 years of bottoming and taking all loads internally during natural bareback sex; before nature ran its course and I became poz. I will always let strangers cum in me.

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

Ah, yes. The hookup app paradox. Where the number of viable hookups is inversely proportional to the number of apps used. Proof: If you use 1 app or more, people will only want the opposite of what you have to offer. If you use zero apps, ie the baths, you will hook up. There is also, schrodinger's bath house, where you don't know if you will hook up or not till you open the box...

12. Tony woke up in the morning, arose, and dressed only in his underwear, walked down to the kitchen. Everyone was already there, and all were wearing only jockstraps. "Look who's up!" grinned Sam. "Are you ready for it?" laughed Danny, tossing Tony a jockstrap. "Fuck yeah!" exclaimed Tony as he pulled-on the jockstrap. They all led him to one of the guestrooms and threw him on the big bed with fresh sheets and surrounded him. Tony looked-up at the men, each of whom had dropped his jock, and each of whom was now stroking his cock. Uncle Rick, stroking his hard, veiny, eight inch cock, was first to approach Tony. A thick dollop of pre-cum was caught-up in the thick, black prince albert which pierced the head of Rick's cock. This was the first time Tony actually saw his uncle fully naked. He found himself overwhelmed by Rick's hot, muscular, fuckin' manliness. Oh, and the bar piercings in each of Rick's tits was an additional enticement, but the biohazard tattoo centered on Rick's left nipple finished the picture. Just as Tony started sucking his uncle's cock, he felt Sam's tongue on his hole. Somehow Tony managed to focus on servicing his uncle, sucking the tip, licking the entire length, fondling his balls, and eventually swallowing the entire cock, expertly working the cock. Tony was definitely distracted when Sam's cock, also pierced by a prince albert, began sliding into this ass. Soon enough Tony was whimpering, both is mouth and ass filled by two magnificent cocks, all the while his own rock hard cock was straining against his jockstrap as it leaked pre-cum. Sam was wildly fucking him and after a while, he started fucking more furiously. Tony reached back beneath him and grabbed him by the balls. That was it. Sam roared and blew a massive load of his highly viral cum into Tony's neg teen hole, even as Tony's cock bounced in his jockstrap. Tony's adventure wasn't, however, over as suddenly, he felt an another cock at his hole. This time the top was Duke. His six inch cock slid into Tony's ass quite readily as, admittedly, it was somewhat smaller than Sam's. Duke was fucking fast and he was sending Tony to overdrive, while he was sucking his uncle's thick, pierced cock. Duke took his cock out suddenly, only to slam it inside really fast and hard. Although Duke was mostly a bottom, he knew some tricks and decided to use some for this occasion. He didn't last long either: after a few minutes, he whimpered and moaned, feeling his cock shoot gallons of hot toxic cum inside Tony, adding to the mix of cum and blood inside. Next it was Danny's turn. He slammed his cock in right away, fast and furiously. Tony panted, still choking on his uncle's thick cock. Danny had no mercy. The fact, that just two weeks ago, Tony was rather a skinny teen with little experience when it came to sex and now, his boyfriends nephew was on his way to become a hot poz pig just turned him on so fucking much. "Fuck yeah! I'm getting close piggy boy. You want it? You really want my toxic cum?" To reply to Danny's question Tony had to release his uncle's cock, but his reply took the form of an imperative: "Fuck yeah! Fucking give it to me!" "Here it cums! HERE CUMS MY POZ LOAD!" Danny roared as, once again, he pumped Tony's ass full of poz cum. Tony's jock was soaked by precum by now. Danny, Sam and Duke stepped forward, each alternately presenting himself to Tony's tongue. Tony, of course, was eager to lick the cum off of each cock - cum which had coated each cock as it had torn-apart Tony's ass. As Tony did so, he felt his uncle's pierced cock at his hole and involuntarily moaned in bliss as his uncle slowly pushed himself inside him and started fucking his nephew's neg hole. The three men encouraged Rick to make his mark muttering "Oh fuck yeah, poz him up!" and another "Fuck him with that poz cock!" Tony also encouraged his uncle, saying "Fuck yeah, Uncle Rick. Poz me up finally!" "HERE. IT. FUCKING. COMES. Enjoy my poz load," roared Rick as his poz load exploded into his nephew's ass. Fittingly, at that exact moment Tony's big cock exploded inside his jockstrap, leaving it all wet and sticky. Afterwards Rick withdrew his cock from Tony's hole, replacing it with a butt plug, preventing the poz cum from leaking out. Seeing a trace of blood in the cum Rick grinned with perverse pride announcing "Looks like you'll get the flu by next week! Not next month!" That whole weekend, Duke and Sam stayed at Rick and Danny's house, each taking turns on Tony until their balls were completely drained of toxic cum. In addition, on Sunday they all went out again, got absolutely shitfaced and fucked all the way through the night. Tony skipped classes that Monday. The others had other plans with him that day anyway. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So what are you thinking? Was it good? I'm really curious to hear your comments.

The best place to poz is a bathouse. Usally poz tops hang out to seed hot bottoms.

I love loads down my throat because then the seed goes through my entire digestive track. One of my favorite scenarios is to chug loads in a bar’s dark room, then sit at the bar and have a drink and feel the afterglow. It’s incredibly satisfying to me.

The first time I had anal sex inwas the bottom. I lost my virginity to a mature alpha daddy. Be convinced me to take his 8.5 x5 inch cock bareback doggy style and he ended up breeding me deep. He said was neg so I took his word for it. I was 18 and naive. Didn't know anything about gay sex. I let him breed me and he ended up spreading his seed in me. I got sick after wards. Till this day I've been loyal to him. Im 34 now.

Part 16 　 I woke up Monday morning, but not refreshed as I had tossed and turned all night. My mind kept going over and over what had happened over the weekend. Totally crazy happenings for me. Findin out new owner of the property was gay, watching a guy strip, and getting 2 fantastic BJs from my new neighbor, Hank. I had never done anything gay in my life before and could not believe I had done what I did. Not like me at all. I always knew exactly what I was doing and had fucked many a woman and told I was good at it. But, wow, Hank had a huge cock, bigger than my 7" by at least two more inches and bigger around also and the stripper's had even been bigger and fatter yet. Then it dawned on me that I had actually watched two of Hank's friends fucking, too. What the hell was I doing? The BJs, though, had been the best ever for sure, but had overheard Hank telling a guy he was thinking of me while fucking him last night. What to make of that as he knew I was straight, or did I want another of those fantastic BJs? I decided I wanted another, but would have to be careful as for sure, Hank wanted to fuck me, too and I am pretty sure I am not ready for that. I got up, dressed for work and headed to the kitchen to make coffee. I had just turned it on when I heard voices coming from outside my open window. I looked out to see Hank, Tom and the stripper sitting on the picnic table drinking their coffee and all were naked, again. I got my coffee and opened the door and stuck my head out to say good morning. Before I could speak, I saw that Tom wasn't actually sitting on the seat but was in the lap of the stripper. As I watched, I could see him squirming around and it dawned on me that perhaps the stripper's cock was up his ass and he was grinding down on it with a huge smile on his face. The stripper glanced up and saw me, standing there with my mouth hanging open, and he said, "Hey, Jim, good morning. Come on out and say hi." They all turned to look at me then and I went down the steps towards them. I said, "good morning all. Beautiful out isn't it?" They all said their hellos back and then Hank asked, "headed to work are you? Have a nice day there, and remember us having a nice day here." Then they all laughed and I said my goodbyes and headed out. Being tired out and after the view I had that morning, work was hell. I never did hit my stride and could not concentrate enough to really accomplish much. As soon as the day was over, I got out and headed home quickly, determined to get a better nights rest in. Arriving home, I headed to the kitchen to get some supper, just wanted more of a snack than a meal. Fixed a cold meat sandwich and grabbed a Coke and sat down at the table. I could hear voices outside again and figured Hank and friends must still be there. I finished my sandwich, got up and looked out the window to find quite a site. There on the picnic table, laying side by side were two guys, with their legs on the shoulders of Hank and the stripper and being fucked rough and hard. I hadn't been prepared for that, but couldn't take my eyes off of those two huge cocks pounding away in those other's asses. How the hell could they take that? They must have been at it a while before I got home because only a couple of minutes went by when both Hank and the stripper both seemed to reach orgasm at about the same time and were gasping their release of their cum inside those other two. After nother couple of minutes of grinding their cocks around inside of those asses they pulled out and all 4 of them got up and sat around the table. They were soon talking and I could hear most of what was said. It seemed to be about me somewhat. The others all seemed to be interested in if Hank was going to try to make it with me. He said, "I would love to, but he is straight and although he enjoyed me giving him, probably the best head he ever got, he didn't know if I was ready for the ultimate pleasure yet or not." The concensus of opinion of the other three was actually that when he had had his cock against my hole he should have just rammed it home anyway, whether I wanted it or not. Hank told them he really wasn't that much into any kind of rape scene, but was hoping that maybe I would allow him to pop my ass cherry just to show me what I was missing out on and how really fantastic sex could be. They got up then and went inside. I stood there a while longer wondering. I had no answer to what was said, although I did admit I wanted more of Hank's fantastic BJs. I was not at all sure I wanted fucked though, by him or anyone else.

Part 14 　 Hank and I had just got to the top of the stairs when my doorbell rang. I immediately went back down and looking through the peep hole, saw one of his buddies that I had just watched that afternoon fucking, standing there. I was still naked but opened the door a crack to see what he wanted. He asked if I knew where Hank had disappeared to? Before I could answer, Hank, who had followed me down, reached out and opened the door all the way. I jumped back but the guy just kind of smiled and gave me the once over from top to bottom and then turned to Hank. He told Hank that he and his buddy had to get going and had just wondered what happened to him. He then said, "looks like you found something to occupy your time, though." Hank said, "I just came over to borrow the shower since you two were busy and I didn't want to disturb you." At my angle I could not see the wink Hank gave his buddy. His buddy just smiled more and said, "well, we have to get going. Let us know how things are going. See you next time." Hank said, "you two should stop by next Friday night and maybe we will have a convo party then" The guy then laughed and said, "sounds like fun, we probably would love to stop by for that." With that he turned and left. Hank closed the door and turned back to me. He said, "well, my place is empty now, so I think I will let you take your shower and go home now and use mine. Take care and thanks for a nice time. Maybe we can do it again real soon?" It had been two fantastic bjs, but did I really want another one? Maybe, if I could not get laid sooner, I would have to think about it and see then. I went upstairs to take my shower then. I could still feel the wetness of Hank's cum on my ass and legs. He must have really dumped a load for sure. I let the water run over me, refreshing me and enjoying the sensation of the hot water and soap. I felt invigorated more as I washed up. I washed off the cum and then felt my hole as it was still somewhat sensitive and a little sore now, but as I was running my hand over it soaping it up I could feel the tingle there also. I slowly inserted my finger into my ass a little and as I did I felt my cock starting to rise up again. I could remember Hank's mouth on me. The heat of his mouth, the tenderness of his lips and his tongue wrapping around and around my cock and then licking it up and down. Then the rimming he had done. My cock was fully hard now and I felt myself take it in my hand and start to stroke it. Then my cock surprised me and started to go down before I got off. What the hell? I beat it harder and faster and felt my finger enter my ass further as I was doing that. With the slippery soap there I felt daring and rammed 4 of my fingers up my own ass. My cock jumped to attention and in just a few more strokes my orgasm hit. I sprayed what seemed like a gallon of cum down the drain. Then I was spent. I got out of the shower and dried off and jumped into bed.

Brompton Cemetary during the day and with an audience

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Jim was a 60 y.o. and loved his 40 y.o. BF, Hiro but his lack of interest in sex started to bother Jim as he still had a strong sexual appetite all the time. It's been almost a month since Jim fucked Hiro with his 9inch thick white cock and the video of that fuck session played on the big screen as Jim pumped his cock. Jim was about to pour some lube on his cock when his phone rang and it was Joe, his old friend/dealer. "Hey, Joe..." Jim answered the phone as the fucking on the screen got louder. "Hey, are you fucking someone right now?" "I wish. It's porn." "well, there's an amateur porn that I want to show to you. " "Okay." "Come over now." 20 minutes later, Jim was at Joe's door and was ushered into Joe's old loft by a hot young Dominican man. There were two other young men with Joe who must be his delivery boys and they were putting away their supplies away as Jim walked in. "Guys, this is my friend, Jim, Hiro's boyfriend." The young men started to look at Jim nervously as they shook hands and said their names. Julio was the Dominican boy who opened the door and the others were Samba and Jamal. There was a brief moment of silence before Joe passed around the bong. After everyone had few hits off the bong, they started to relax in the white cloud. Jim stood up to go to the bathroom when Julio got up and followed him to the bathroom. "Hey, man.... I am sorry but we didn't know he was in a relationship" "What are you talking about?" "Your boy...." That's when Joe came over and told Jim to go pee and join in his media room. As Jim went into the bathroom, he saw Joe and his boys heading to the media room while they shed their clothes on the way. Jim's cock got hard as he emptied his bladder as T started to kick in. Unlike some guys, Jim's cock got harder when he did T. He stripped as he left the bathroom and joined the others in the media room. There was an interracial gang bang sex playing on the projector and all 3 naked young men showed tremendous excitement as they blew white smoke out. Jim sat down next to Joe and Julio brought the bong to Jim and sat next to Jim. As Jim inhaled the smoke out of the bong, he sensed everyeone's eyes on him. He looked at them and turned his eyes to the porn and almost choked on the smoke inhaled as Hiro's face appeared on the screen. Hiro was being double fucked while he sucked another one, taking 3 huge black cocks at once on the screen. There were more guys on the background watching and waiting for their turns. They called Hiro all kinds of names and said some nasty things to him. Jim recognized the 3 young men on the screen as well and looked at Joe when he started to tell Jim how Hiro had been hiring young men to breed him for years and have been pozzed few years ago. Jim felt betrayal and anger towards Hiro and as the scene unfolded to Hiro's drugged up body being used as cum dump for the young black and latino men, he wanted to do the same thing or more harsher things to Hiro. One fat black man with a huge fat black cock started to fuck down hard into Hiro's folded body in spite of Hiro's scream which was silenced by Julio's big Dominican cock which pushed down into Hiro's throat and stayed there. Camera moved to show Hiro's eyes rolled back and glazed with drugs and lust while his face glistened with sweat, spit and cum underneath heavy hairy balls of Julio. As both Julio and the fat old man slapped him arouond and used his holes, Hiro's cock started to spray his cum all over his own face and chest.

Chapter V I had to open my mouth very wide to get the head of Steve's cock in my mouth. I could taste his precum and it was a lot of it. I couldn't believe someone had that much and I slowly sucked on his head. His hand on the back of my head didn't push me down but just gently held me there. He was whispering to me and telling me how good that felt. I had no idea what to do really but just kind of sucked and licked his cock head. I was thinking, what the hell am I doing and why and I had no idea but could not seem to stop myself? There was little taste but what there was wasn't too bad and I kind of was getting turned on as he moaned softly. I kept it up for a bit and it must have been a good 5 minutes or more and then I felt his hand on the back of my head gently pushing down and I tried to open my mouth even further to take his huge pole in me. Soon I felt it hit into my throat and I started to gag and he let up on my head and eased out just a bit until I could breathe better and then back in gently. He kept it up and eventually I could tell he was going down into my throat a ways, still not all of his 12" but I would guess that I was taking a good 9" or maybe a little more in. He then started to help me as he started to raise up off of the bed and fucking my mouth. I could hardly believe that he was still producing so much precum but I was beginning to love the taste and his cock in my mouth felt wonderful. As I was sucking him I felt his hands start to pull me around on the bed till he could reach my cock. As he took ahold of me it dawned on me that I was hard as a rock again. Usually took me a lot longer to get up after cumming like I had when he had sucked me. He started to stroke my cock nice and easy and slow as I continued to suck him. He then pushed on me some and the next thing I knew I was on my side and then on my back and his cock was still in my mouth. Steve then all at once pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me to wait a minute as he wanted to get something out of his pack. He grabbed it real quick, opened it and reached in and it looked like he got a tube of something out of it. He turned back and was already squeezing some of it onto his cock and told me I was going to love this. I asked what that was and he told me it was flavored lube. I had heard of that but never tried any and as he got it rubbed all over his cock he climbed on top of me and leaned over to put some on my cock also. As he did that I for once was not looking at his cock and he was sitting on his ass so I was looking at his back and noticed he had a tramp stamp tat, but only got a glimpse of it as he again raised up and lowered his cock towards my mouth. The tat had seemed to be some sort of almost circular figure but kind of openings around it too, just too quick for me to see it good. As his cock came down I opened my mouth and guided it in myself this time and started to suck him again. He was right, too, as the flavor turned out to be one of my favorite things, Strawberry. I really went to town sucking then and felt his mouth envelope my cock too. I was almost in heaven with the feelings and the flavors and I thought this is great, crazy but great. As we were both sucking, every once in a while he would stop and lift up and reach down and rub a little more of the lube on his cock for me and then would dribble it on my cock and I could feel it running down my cock and balls and into the crac of my ass. About the fourth time he did that I felt his hands on my ass and they were massaging my cheeks again and then one hand ran up and down the crack and around in a circle of my hole again. The tickle about drove me wild again. All at once he went deep on my cock with his mouth and as he did I felt a finger push against my hole and with all the lube it started to enter and I lifted right up off of the bed and was moaning around his cock at the pleasure. I then felt his finger come back out and he grabbed my legs with both hands and raised them way up as far as he could and then I felt his mouth come off of my cock and his tongue licked down the underside of it and then he was licking and sucking my balls for a little bit. Steve then went down lower and all at once I felt his tongue licking around my hole and again the feeling made me lift right off of the bed. He kept licking around my hole for a bit and then I felt him dribble more lube on my hole and his tongue was on my hole and pushing to get in. I about went crazy from it and lifted my ass trying to get more and more and I could feel his tongue enter a little bit. He kept that up for a while driving me wilder and wilder and then I felt his hand again come there also. As he kept licking my hole I felt his finger there again and this time it slipped right in. He kept licking and then I felt more lube being applied and his finger going in slow circles as he seemed to be trying to make my hole open more or something. Pretty soon if felt like another finger was in me too and the feelings were getting more and more intense. I was loving this and wanted to keep on going. His cock was magnificent in my mouth and I sucked him as good as I could. Soon it felt like he had more than two fingers in me and he was hitting something in my hole again that was driving me even more wild than before and then he quit licking me and looked over his shoulder at me and asked how I liked that, I stopped sucking him long enough to mumble around his cock that it felt great and he told me he now had all 4 of his fingers in my hole and my eyes had to pop out of my head almost when he said that. I didn't know a hole could open that far before and let his cock out of my mouth long enough to tell him that. He kind of laughed and said it could take more than that. WIthout taking his fingers out he then turned around on the bed and was between my legs then facing me and started to suck me more as he pushed my legs even higher up raising my ass off of the bed completely and I craned my neck to see . He was looking me right in the eyes and smiling around my cock in his mouth. He then let loose and keeping his fingers in my hole and turning and twisting them and driving them in and out too and sometimes I could feel his fingernails scrape some but it was so much pleasure they didn't matter. Steve then leaned more and started to kiss my cock and then up across my stomach and then to my chest, licking and sucking and kissing. As he got to my chest he detoured a little and sucked on a nipple and then across to the other one, never taking his eyes off of mine while doing it. Up he came until his head was right above mine and he was smiling and looking me right in the eyes and I felt his huge cock against my ass and next to his fingers still in my hole. He then asked me if I wanted the best thing yet or not. I could not think of a thing better than what I was feeling right then and I told him I was ready if he could do something that was better but couldn't think of anything better. He really grinned then and all at once he pulled his fingers out of my ass and I felt the huge head of his cock push in. I almost jumped out of my skin. I asked him what the hell are you doing and he told me he was doing just what he had said and I should take it and enjoy. I was pretty much upside down almost and pinned down and could really not do much anyway. I was wondering again what the hell am I doing? He held still for a bit letting my hole get used to the head of his cock in me and then started to push forward and I could feel his cock entering me little by little. I told him it was hurting some and he said that it would go away soon. He kept up the pressure and then lifted his body up some and I looked down to see that at least 3/4ths of his cock was in me now. I was shocked and had no idea I could take that much in me. His cock was so big I could feel it entering and it was hitting that spot continually now that his fingers had been hitting and the pleasure was starting to kick in again. I was squirming now and he told me he knew I would love that and started to pull back and then in again slow and easy rubbing my spot in and out and my own cock was tingling and nobody touching it. He kept up the slow rhythm for a while and then started to get a little faster and harder and soon he raised up again and as I looked down there I could see as well as feel his entire 12" of cock were entering me and I could feel his balls slap my ass on the instroke. He had been right, the pleasure was now far more than it had been before. I was now moaning and almost begging for more. As he quickened his pace some more he began to talk to me. He was telling me how great my nolonger virgin ass felt. It gripped him tight and he love the feeling and it was making him want to pound my hole faster and harder. He was also saying things I had no idea of like, going to seed your hole, going to mix our DNA, going to pour my babie in you and they will grow more in you, you are joining the club now, going to poz that hole good. I had no idea what he was talking about but it felt so good I didn't want to ever stop. He pounded my hole and got faster and harder and I don't know how but seemed to get deeper too. It felt better than anything I had ever felt before and I hoped it would go on forever. After what had to be a good half hour he really got to pounding my hole even harder and looked me in the eye again and asked me if I was ready for his cum in me as he was ready to cum and he told me when he did I would love it too. I told him to fill me up if it feels so good. He then rammed me and almost doubled me up with about a dozen more really hard thrusts and then groaned and told me here it is, take my poz cum. His cock was so big and buried so deep in my hole I felt every vibration of it and then felt the heat of his cum as it entered me and he kept cumming and cumming and grinding into me. After what seemed like several minutes he finally quit cumming and collapsed on me. His cock seemed to stay up quite a bit and then I noticed that my own cock had cum also and I hadn't touched it and his orgasm had pretty much overcome mine so I just now felt how good my own cock felt too. Steve's cock finally went down enough to fall out of my hole and he held me tight and kissed my neck and kind of rolled off of me. He was whispering to me how good that had been and hoped his seed took. Had no idea what he was talking about but I was too wrapped up in the afterglow of great sex to think about it. He kind of rolled onto his stomach then and laid there with his head turned to me looking at me and smiling. I returned the look and smile also. I then told him I had to get up and go pee. He just told me to hurry back. I went to the bathroom and as I started to pee, I could feel something running down my legs. I reached between my legs and got some of it on my fingers and then looked to see it. It appeared to be his cum running out of my ass, and a lot of it, and then I looked closer as there was definitely streaks of red in it. I thought to myself what the hell did his huge cock tear me open somehow. I got done and went back to him and asked him to take a look at my ass. He asked what was wrong and I told him it looked like some blood leaking out of my hole. He looked and said it looked like blood to him but not to worry. I asked why and he said he probably scratched me with his fingernails but that was what he had wanted to do. I asked what the hell for and he told me it made it better for his babies to get into my system. I told him I didn't understand that at all and then he said to look at his back. I then got a good look at his tat and noticed it did look like something I had seen before but couldn't place it. I told him it was a nice tat but so what. He then told me that was a biohazard tat and he was positive. I then told him oh ok now I remember and I am positive that is what it is too. He laughed and told me he knew what it was, but what he meant was that he is positive, HIV positive. My mouth dropped open and had to have hit the floor. I stammered, what the hell have you done to me? He then told me he has scratched me inside on purpose and had fucked me as hard as he could to make sure of more possible tears inside of me so the virus would be sure to get into my blood fast. I could only sit and stare and wonder again, what the hell was I doing? Just a few short hours ago I had been totally straight, married and never fooled around and then had picked up a hitchhiker and now had had gay sex with him and then found out he was hiv positive and he had cut me up inside my ass and it was most likely in my blood already. It dawned on me that he was talking again and telling me how hot I had been and didn't I love the feelings? Wasn't it the best sex I had ever had? As he was talking I also noticed he was stroking his huge cock and it was almost all the way up again. I found I could not take my eyes off of it as it grew to its full length and hardness again. I could only think omg it is magnificent and reached for it again. Before the night was done he had fucked me three more times and had cum in me 4 times more and I had loved every minute of it. I was to be there for two weeks of work and invited him to stay the whole time before taking off to hitchhike again.