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Part 2: The Parade of Men After he walked out another gentleman stepped in and locked the door behind him. He sat on the bench and took out his cock. It was bigger and thicker than the previous guy and I couldn't wait to worship it. This guy was probably late 40's, a slight belly, and some grey to his hair. Absolutely perfection. He made me beg to suck his cock and I had to beg loud enough for anyone to hear. This was to let everyone know that there was a willing bottom in the building. I heard some laughter nearby so I assumed the laughter was intended for me. He then asked how old I was because I didn't look 21. I admitted I was 18 and a wicked smile came across his face. He then grabbed me by the back of the head and forced his cock all the way down my throat. I gagged but loved it. He fucked my throat hard barely allowing me to breathe. He told me to inhale the poppers and I wouldn't care about breathing. My attention would be instead focused on his throat fucking. After several hits of poppers I was solely focused on him fucking my throat. After several minutes or whatever it was he had me stand up and turn around in front of him. He grabbed me by my shoulders and with force pulled me down onto his cock. I screamed in pain but he didn't care. It felt like his cock just ripped my ass apart. He held me in place and told me to take several long hits of the poppers. After what felt like eternity the pain subsided and I started bouncing up and down on his cock. He kept me inhaling the poppers every couple of minutes and before long I forgot where I was. I was moaning loudly and he didn't try to stifle my moaning. He was marking me and we both knew it. After a while my legs were getting sore so we got on the floor with me on all fours facing the glory hole. He rammed his cock back in and with my mouth open in pain another cock slid through the hole directly into my mouth. Wow spit roasted. I must be in heaven. The hole cock was maybe 6 inches but I had fun with it. Before long the gentleman in my ass picked up his pace and I felt it. His cum coating the walls of my ass. God it felt great. He pumped about ten huge shots of cum in my ass. The guy I was sucking didn't last much longer and I felt his balls tighten and his cock swell and he erupted down my throat. He didn't have much cum so I swallowed his load in one gulp. After that guy finished the gentleman in my ass pulled out and turned me around to clean his cock. I noticed some pink on his cock and he must've read my mind. He said it was blood from my ass and chances were he impregnated me with his dirty load. Hearing that made me cum for some reason. I cleaned his cock up and before long he was hard again. But instead of giving me another load right now to call him after I left the bookstore. I didn't have his number but I soon discovered he had somehow placed his number in my pants. He said that I would be at the bookstore a while and this would give him time to get some rest. He gave me a long deep passionate kiss and I didn't want to see him go. He ordered me back on my knees and as he walked out he hollered out Next. And in walks a man who I knew and crushed over for years.

Hi, I found some drafts I wrote a few months ago that I thought would be nice to share with you all while. Hope y'all enjoy. The summer I came home from Ithaca, I had some troubles sleeping for the first few weeks. The constructions were still going on next door & I had to open the window to let in the cool summer draft. I woke up in the middle of the night to see how anyone could drill at this hour. I went to my window and saw a man, only in his jocks hammering some planks and placing them on the wall. There were also chains on the floor that he was now drilling to the ceiling. All this in a candle lit room. This man had a firm ass and I could tell he was packing. He was bald but his head was defined, as well as his body. His thighs were smooth and large. I could see his furry chest too while he drilled, packing firm pecks. Don’t get me started on his arms. It was clear that he’s experienced in construction. I starred for what must have been 10 minutes, taking the role of a pepping tom. He then stopped and got to the window and looked at me and took his jock off, jacking his 9 inch off. I looked at him straight in his eyes. He was now smiling. He opened the window and then came, blowing his load out of the window. He put his index finger on his nose to signal secrecy and turned back to blow the candles off, without acknowledging me any further. Before the candles were blown off, it looked like he was prostrating in a circle that the candles were positioned in. I closed my curtains, going to bed with a hard on I couldn’t contain. I woke up in my boxers, stained with cum. I haven’t had a wet dream in ages. I went down and asked Mom and Dad who moved in. Mom told me that it was a man name Robert Costa whose taking over the construction company that went bankrupt last year. Dad then said that “He doesn’t seem like the kind to play for the other team.” Mom told him that he’s only saying that because he’s more muscular than Dad and knows more about tennis when Dad lost his bet on him that Federer was going to lose. I didn’t want to hear them go on so I went out for a jog. I missed running around my neighborhood, going through the parks at night sometimes to cruise. I remembered when I turned 18 three years ago, I sucked my first cock at this very tree I just ran by. The balls I relished on was that of Mr. Courtois who was one of the consulate workers at the Belgian embassy. Mr. Courtois was friendly with my family. He had a wife and his daughter who I did AP Chem together with. I can still recall the moment he realized who I was after blowing his load in me in the dark. “Putain” Was the first thing he said, before asking me what I was doing. “Don’t worry Mr. Courtois. Or is it Monsieur? I wanted it. We don’t have to tell anyone.” I looked at him, with his cum still on my lips. “You should not be here, it’s unsafe for young boys of your age.” Talking to me like a child. “It’s you who shouldn’t be here. Does your family know?” I asked, before he gave a worried look. “Of course not. We must not tell anyone. We cannot. I’m going home now, let me send you home.” In the car, I was playing with his dick while he drove. It was long, hard and bushy. I then told him that if he took the next right, the exit would merge us on Connecticut Ave and that there was a motel that wasn’t too far away. It didn’t take long for him to agree. A little s’il vous plait & j’te veux was all I needed to convince him to fuck me. Thank you Estelle for making me pass 10th grade French. The thing about Mr. Courtois was that he had the perfect dad body. It was not too big nor too muscular. His hair was grey too and he had blue eyes. He was well endowed with a cock length of about 7 inch. And he had some pubic hair. Must be a man who takes care of himself. He was talkative but pensive when he fucked me. I can still remember those words that made my hole wet when he rimmed me. “C’est bon ouais?” Every time I hear those words now, I would get hard like I was Pavlov’s dog. When he inserted his cock into me, I was in heaven. The first cock I’m taking and it belonged to my lab partner’s dad. He said those three words again ramming me non-stop. “Ton cul, c'est extraordinaire…ah putain, tu vas gagner ma bite et l'accueillir.” I don’t even know what he’s saying but I knew it made me flush. I asked him to go faster. For some reason, Mr. Courtois couldn’t stop speaking in French. I had to learn the word vite from him and repeat it like I was yelling feet. I don’t think it’s even in one of my fetishes. “Tu veux mon foutre, oui? Oh putain..“ was his last words before coming into me. Filling my ass and sloshing his cum in me, pulling out and letting it flow like the Pontemac. We cuddled and he said his first comprehensible sentence of that night, in English, “Thank you. I didn’t know you were gay…does Estelle know?” “Je vous en prie” I teased in a high pitched voice. “And yes she does. I think everyone does. Does she know her dad is though?” “Bah.” was all he said and told me that we should go home. Mood killer. The time was almost 5 and I entered the house telling both my parents that I was at Justin’s playing video games and didn’t realize how late it got. This all happened a year ago before I left for college. How inexperienced I was. Last I heard, Mr. Courtois was back in Bruxelles, having his charity co-sponsor bxl pride. Maybe he’s out, maybe he’s not, but I knew I must have affected him in some ways when I saw photos of him clad to a semi muscular twink in harness on Estelle’s Instagram. While standing in front of the fountain at the park now, I could see a man wearing overalls and a white tank top walking towards me. He also had a helmet on. It was the one and only, Robert Costa. “It’s nice to see that ass out in the day.” He said, clearly recognizing me as last night’s voyeur. “Nice to see someone in clothes too.” I joked, transfixed on his eyes now. A dark shade of olive when refracted under the sun. Gorgeous. I can also take a peek of his chest. He then smiled. “Would you like to come over tonight? I just built something and I need to show someone. I don’t know anyone around here. Besides, all that construction must have make you a bit curious.” He asked, full of confidence. “Yeah, sure. 8 sounds good? I think mom and dad are going to be out for dinner at Bourbon Steak. I told them I would go watch the movies instead of mingling with some diplomats I’ll forget but whatever.” “Great.” Was all he said as he left, heading to the pickup truck parked across the bench where we stood. I wore my jock that night and the same pair of joggers with just a hoodie on. By now, I was thinking of whether I would call him Robert or Mr. Costa. Both sounded hot. Robert opened the door in an apron without anything underneath it. “Oh, I’m sorry. I’ve been used to walking around the house nude. Haven’t had any guests since I moved in. You’re the first! Come in.” He came in for a bear hug and I could feel how huge his balls were underneath the apron. Robert walked back to the kitchen and on his naked back, a bio hazard symbol was tattooed centered right below his nape. Interesting. Robert then showed me his kitchen where he was preparing some drinks. Campari spritz. With the heat that was going on, it was only necessary. “So…I want to try out something.” He said, going to the freezer now and taking out a tray of ice cube but instead of it being cubical, it was cylindrical, like a tube. “How would you like to have a cocktail of cum in your ass?” Wow. How direct. Cut right to the chase. I think my fixation on him last night was all that he needed to know to gauge the kind of a slut I am. I agreed immediately and pulled my pants down and hoodie off, with Robert now being impressed with my jock. “Get up here,” he called me when he went to inspect my ass. He took off the jock and looked at my cock, squeezing it with his other hand choking me now. I didn’t sign up for this, but it made me harder than I was before. “There we go..” he smiled now while gripping my hard cock while inserting one cube in my ass. It felt cold and melted easily in me. In his eyes, I can tell there’s a desire to corrupt and use me. It’s as if he wanted to destroy me and fulfill his dark fucked up fantasies. I hate to admit that I was willing to let my inhibitions go away & fully submit to him. “I still haven’t showed you what I was telling you about.” He then held my hand but this time with care and lead me upstairs into the room he was fixing up. It was a sight that I thought I wouldn’t see. I doubt there were any other houses in our neighborhood that had a room like what Robert had made. To call it a sex dungeon would be dishonest because it wasn’t like its aim was for sex but for something even darker. It was like a shrine. The chains he drilled up were a part of a leather sling. And behind the sling was a tapestry that bared the Sigil of Baphomet. The room was only lit by candles placed on the floor around the sling and that the sling was placed in a circle which Robert had carved. There was also pentagram carved in the circle. If one were to put themselves in the sling, they would face a floor to ceiling mirror that had quotes of Divine Comedy painted black in acrylics. In Italian even. To divert my fascination, I joked. “What’s the font, Hellvetica?” “Funny. You know what these words mean?” I did classics as an elective during freshman year so my memory didn’t serve me well but I can only recognise one stanza which was "Ritorna a tua scïenza, che vuol, quanto la cosa è più perfetta, più senta il bene, e così la doglienza.” “The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and pain..” or something along those lines from what I could recall. What does this even mean? Clearly I didn’t pay attention much. Robert recited the quote in his native tongue before I told him the meaning. He was surprised and said, “You are perfect. You want to feel pleasure and you want to feel pain. In this room, we’re all sinners. We’re destined for destruction during judgement day. Our sins are set as our aberrations called for it.” I can tell he was into Dante and must have grown up in a religious family. He was Sicilian after all by looking at his Apron that had the words PALERMO printed like something off a postcard. Robert then began to tell me that he’s a part of a covenant that sins and punish themselves. “Aquinas said that we can know things without any form of divine intervention…that God’s light would shine on us naturally to inform us what we must do. When I strayed off the path of God.. I was stung to realize my sin. I then thought that God wouldn’t punish those who went on the beaten path and that I must do it myself..” Fuck. This man is a cult leader, I thought. I was still intrigued given that I had a hard on and melted cum in my ass. “Then God shined another light…that we sinners deserve a second chance. Medication. What a way to deny God’s plans. But it also give me more opportunity to punish others.” What a visionary. I don’t think highly of Robert but his speech and the way he brought himself not only convinced me otherwise, but also convinced me that he sees himself as some sort of a prophet. I can see how he could manage his cult with the way he spoke. “I’m giving you the opportunity to learn more about me. To learn more about yourself. To participate in it. When I looked at you last night, the moon was full and I felt God’s light shined again. I can tell that you’re not religious, but the rituals and the aspects of this covenant make it hard for you to be dissuaded, am I right?” “Yes... but this is too much Robert, I think you’re thinking way too deep on this. It’s not even right if you’re going to just ruin people’s lives in the name of God.” “Well, I’m not ruining their lives and anyone who joins voluntarily does so. You think I’m a man who would rape? Most of our brothers are in on their own will. God’s will. I used to think that I was the only one who felt this way but there are many like me. I can see it in your eyes that you want it too.” He was right. Human beings are irrational and as much as we’d like to live our lives according to reason and truth, it is impossible for us to function in that way all the time. I wanted to join my neighbor’s cult that might affect me for the rest of my life. Was it because of boredom? Fascination? I don’t know. Words really can’t explain why some people do the things they do and my interest in joining Robert only proves it further. I didn’t need him to persuade me any more so I walked toward him and held his face and kissed him. He threw me on the floor and began rimming me. He pushed a finger in me and I groaned a bit. “Yes, don’t stop.” I said while he was pulling it in and out. “You’re very tight. Don’t move.” He commanded. I felt my hole exposed to the humidity and without any warning, he pressed into me with his cock, releasing a scream from me. I should’ve asked him to put more cum in me in the kitchen. I had fully submitted myself to him now. He took long strokes and pressed my nipple hard, telling me that I was beginning to open up. I rocked my hips back to him, accepting his potent cock. He also went slowly at times and fast, making me moan and groan like never before. My head was on the floor with my ass up, with the candles as my only source of light. Without the mirror, the room would be darker but with it, I can see Robert fucking me flat on the floor. As he rocked me deeper, I could feel another part of my hole opening, accepting more of him. He then said, “There it is, we’re just starting to have fun now.” All I could remember for the next half an hour was me being in a state of euphoria. My eyes were rolled back and my arms were shaking. I couldn’t even feel my legs as he rammed into me. I also noticed that every now and then when we were fucking, he would take a pause to breathe heavily. The last time he did this, he held me with his arms and squeezed me tight, not letting me go as he whispered, “Into the eternal darkness, into fire and into ice.” It then registered to me that he had came in me about 7 times. When he was done, we were on the floor, panting while he jerked me off. When I was about to come, he sucked me and ingested all my cum. He then came up for a kiss and I could taste the saltiness of my cum while his and god knows who else’s was flowing out of my hole. While he leaned beside me on the recently varnished oak floor, I broke the silence. “Tell me more about this covenant.”

I knew early on I was gay. Back before the internet all we had was magazines to look at. I remember getting Penthouse Letters for the first time and reading just the gay stories in it. As I got older I kept my homosexuality a secret from everyone. I so wanted to suck cock and get fucked but I had no idea how to go about it. One day during the summer as I was out driving I noticed a grey and pink building in a not so good part of town. Just the colors said this building was different. I parked my car and just watched the men going in and out. Adult video and theater was on the sign outside and this peaked my curiosity more. After hearing about a certain celebrity getting caught in a place like this had me wondering what exactly goes on inside a place like this. So I decided to check the place out. I walked up to the door and on the outside was a sign that said you had to be 21 to enter. I being 18 decided I would push my luck. I entered the building and it had everything you could desire. Magazines, videos, adult toys, and of course the theater in the back. I noticed several men strolling by the entrance just staring at me and I knew they wanted me by just their looks. About this time the cashier asked for ID and I lied saying I lost it by getting a DUI. She knew I was lying but she didn't stop me. I asked about the theater in the back and asked her what could I do back there. She shocked me by saying I could do anything I wanted to do. Upon hearing this my cock was hard and leaking precum bad. So I made my way to the back and let my eyes adjust to the darkness. I saw a big theater room playing straight porn and probably 30 private booths for enjoying other videos. The back was crawling with men. I found an empty booth and deposited my money and started flipping through the channels to find a video I wanted to watch. After settling on a hot gay video of an older guy fucking a younger guy I pulled down my pants and started jerking off. After a minute or so something caught my eye. Sticking through a hole in the wall, which I now know as gloryholes, was a cock. Ok I'll admit I was a bit scared because I didn't know if it was a setup. After several more seconds he withdrew his cock and stuck his finger through. He asked if he could suck my cock which for some reason I didn't have a problem with. So I stuck my cock through the hole and he started sucking me. God it felt great. I had found the answer to my prayers. His mouth felt great. After a few minutes I withdrew my cock and he slid his cock back through. This time I didn't hesitate. I got down on the dirty floor. It was sticky and smelled but for some reason I felt right at home. I jerked his cock a little bit and then licked up his precum. And the moment came. I put a cock, his cock, in my mouth for the first time. Oh how wonderful it felt to be sucking a real cock for the first time. I knew I had found my calling and the place to unleash my desires. I sucked him the best I could and being on my knees felt so right. After sucking him for a while he withdrew his cock which left me disappointed. He then asked if he could come into my booth to continue our fun. Oh God I got nervous but agreed to let him in my booth. He came right over and as soon as he locked my booth door I got a good glimpse of the man. He was around 30 and was a bit taller than me. Nice toned body with no facial hair. His cock was around 7 inches but not to thick. He sat down on the bench and took his cock back out. I got back on my knees and started sucking his cock some more. I was having so much fun. Then it happened. As I came up for air he put his hand under my chin and bent down to kiss me. I was a bit shocked but I soon returned his kiss. He then asked if he could fuck me. I asked if he had a condom because I didn't want any disease. He said he only fucked bare and I was not having a cock inside me without protection. He looked disappointed but I had my standards at the moment. He then produced a bottle of something and held it under my nose and told me to inhale. I did as told for some reason and I felt strange. Hornier than I had been and I started sucking his cock with gusto. After several minutes he told me to inhale again. I was starting to lose all my inhibitions. He told me to strip and after another time of inhaling I begged him to fuck me. He obliged. He took off his pants and got behind me and slowly slid his cock inside me. It hurt but whatever I was inhaling also had me to where I didn't care. He got all of his cock inside me and just let my ass adjust to his cock. After a few minutes he slowly started fucking me. He had me take another whiff of what he had and I lost it. I was now begging him to fuck me harder. I must've been a bit loud because he hushed me by covering my mouth with his hand. God his cock felt wonderful. I was glad I found this place. Here I was on a dirty floor with some strangers cock inside me raw. After several minutes of fucking me hard he started cumming. The whole time I was hard and I didn't even touch my cock and I started cumming as well. After his cock went soft he took it out of my ass. He kissed me before getting dressed and said welcome to the club. I didn't know what he meant. He asked me to stay naked that I would be popular today. He handed me the bottle of what I was inhaling and he told me it was poppers. I had never heard of them but I loved them. He said there were several guys waiting in the hall just like him. He then said he was HIV positive and before I could react he had me take another hit. And to my surprise I told him let the fun begin.

Got fucked by a guy with a 00 gauge PA, ladder and scrotal piercings....DAMN HOT!

He leans me back onto the mattress, lays me across it and stands back up, towering over me, his huge hard cock dripping pre cum, the ropy muscles of his legs framing that beautiful shaft, calling to me. I sit up to my knees, eyes locked on his, my mouth opening again to his cock as I slowly suck him inside me, my tongue hungrily lapping at his sweet pre cum, swirling it around my mouth, my spit mixed with it, charged with the power he has over me now. My eyes slip closed, tasting the fullness of him, his hardness. Savoring his sticky cum in me. His hands gently stroking my skull. I can hear myself moan with my hunger. Feel the pre cum dripping from my cock. And his fingers are running over my face now, slick with my pre cum, spreading it on my lips as he pushes me off his cock and I open my eyes to him as his sticky sweet fingers slide into my mouth and I’m sucking them clean, god I want more, more and more and more of him inside me. “Smoke, boy?” His voice as much low growl as whisper. “Yes, please, more. Yessss.” The pipe is already in his hands and he’s striking the match and pulling a long slow hit into his mouth, pulling me up to him and kissing me so softly and then suddenly so hungry as he blows the thick white smoke into me. We pass it back and forth, and then he hits the pipe again and then again and again. We pass the Tina between us, tying us together, wrapping us in the tangle of the smoke. He’s holding me tight against him, our cocks sliding over each other. My mouth full of the lingering taste of the Tina and his spit mixed with mine. Every inch of my skin alive with my need. Straining to open to him. To surrender. My hands are wandering over his thick chest, stroking the hairs around his hard nipples. So gently stroking him, tracing the outline of the biohazard tattoo, and I’m drawn to it, running the tip of my tongue over the rough raised lines of it. The smell of his sweat filling me. “Mmm, that’s so good boy,” his hands running over me slowly, his touch light, soft. Caressing me, running his fingernails over my ass, spreading me apart, just slightly as his fingers brush the edge of my hole. My whole body shivering with his touch. I hear the animalistic moan coming from deep in my throat, my whole being in that sound, so hungry and so complete in his arms. My mouth finds his nipple and pulls it out with my teeth, tugging lightly on it, tracing it with my tongue, and then dragging my spit soaked lips across his hairy chest to the other side, taking him into my mouth as his hands guide me further around his hard pec and his sweat is so strong, filling my nostrils from his armpit, guiding my hungry mouth to the thick, soaked hairs there, his smell so very goddamn strong, so lovely, surrounding me, my tongue drinking him in, devouring his pungent taste, my god. so, so good. His hands press me gently back into the mattress. I fall back, staring up at the massiveness of him over me, at his thick veiny cock standing straight out, ropy pre cum dripping down at me, at his eyes, twin black irises pinning me to the ground, so full of our hunger, so free with the Tina we’ve smoked and so hard. So very, very hard. I want that cock in me. I want him to impale me with his cock, to split me open. I’m so fucking hungry I can’t speak. I can hear sounds coming from me, ragged breaths, guttural moans and hunger. Pure hunger. “Good boy.” He growls. “Such a hungry boy. Such a hunger.” He’s kneeling onto the mattress now, his hands caressing my knees, pushing me apart to him. “Let’s open you up to it.” His hands spread my legs apart, stroking the wet sweaty insides of my thighs gently open as his fingers push my ass open to him. My god, my hole is so hungry. Twitching. So. Fucking. Hungry. The world falls away again as he so gently blows across my hole, and my eyes roll up in my head as I arch myself more open to him, the sound escaping from my throat an animal moan, everything right there in it, lost in it. I’m struggling to get a word out between moans and my ragged desperate breaths. One word that is everything as he keeps blowing across my hole. One word that will free me. yes. Urgently, as his fingers are caressing me between my hole and my cock, and then his tongue is tracing that incredible line, slowly tracing its way back from the base of my shaft up to my hole, his spit dripping across me, his tongue gently, lovingly rimming me. And then he’s pressing himself inside me, pushing his tongue into me, I’m so hungry with him there, every inch of me on fire. I hear myself laughing, moaning, and then, tears, as his tongue is probing me, opening me up to him. Oh jesus yes take me open me fill me split me open fuckkkkkk meeeeeeee

The sliding vertical door on the back of the 18 wheeler slid up long enough for me to see a silhouette of a man, then slid shut. Moments later he clicked on the light at the back. He was a little shorter than myself, at around 5'3 and far younger - he looked to be just over 18 and fresh off a football field...well defined muscles showing through his white tank top and muscular legs straining his denim jeans to their limit. It stood in start contrast to myself as I was naked, except for my spiked chastity device - which caused constant erections but never fulfillment. Since my poz conversion I'd lost a lot of weight, truth is I was wasting away now. I barely had the strength to stand, which is actually pretty handy since I spend most of my time either bent over or laying down. I'm a whore and that's the way it should be. "I want to get pozzed" is how he started the conversation. I like that. Right to the point. I sized him up...his muscles, his blonde hair and blue eyes were already starting to get my motor running. "Why?" I asked honestly. He walked closer to me as he answered. "I want to be you. I want your life - this. All of it. Being hauled around in the back of a semi, a pozzed up AIDS whore, infecting others that want to convert. Being treated like a piece of meat until you're gone and then tossed aside like the trash I am." I couldn't really argue with him. I didn't ask for this life, but I damned sure want it. I wouldn't trade it for the life of a millionaire. The worst thing that could happen to me is that I be dropped off on the doorstep of my family wearing only my beloved chastity cage. I kissed him on the neck and unzipped his pants as I answered. "Take a good look at me...I'm skin and bones now. I don't just have HIV, I have AIDS. Night sweats, fevers, vomiting, stomach aches..some days it's hard to breathe, I can barely move and even my memory is going. I suspect that's why they gave me the number of 29. I can't remember my own name before this life. Know what you're getting into, stud." Even as I said the words, I slowly wormed my hand into his pants to get him hard....he was already there. I started to stroke him. "If this is really what you want, bang twice on the side of the trailer and the truck will start to move. If not, just exit the rig. Once we do this, there is no going back. There is no cure" I said keeping his cock gripped loosely in my hand, stroking him fully and slowly. By getting him aroused, I was tempting the choice, making it harder for him to stop - and that's the point. I'm a whore. This is what I do. He banged on the side of the rig twice. Seconds later the 18 wheeler started to roll down the highway. I backed away from him, retrieved a small hypodermic needle from the floor of the trailer and used it to draw a few milometers of blood then held the needle against the inside of his forearm with one hand and put the other on his now rock hard cock and resumed stroking him, then looked him in the eyes. "This is effective 90% of the time. Last chance to back out...." His dick was throbbing hard in my hand as he kissed me, and slid the needle into his arm. I obliged and pushed the plunger down slowly, still looking him in the eyes. I only took it out after it was empty. I smiled down at him. "As viral as I am, you'll show symptoms in two weeks." Before he pulled off his pants he pulled a key out of his pocket. "Not good enough, whore. I was given the key to your device and you're going to fuck me." I was of course taken a bit a back as I'm a submissive and been in chastity for months now. He reached up with his right hand, wrapped it around my neck and growled. "I'm here to get pozzed, whore. You will fuck me!" I nodded as he pulled his pants down and stepped out of them. I turned him around and put the head of my cock at the entrance to his asshole after unlocking my device "Ever been fucked by a bitch with B cup breasts?" He smiled back at me. "Yes, I noticed those...I was told you were given those because you're about to be sold into Asia and they like that sort of thing. They like ladyboys. Word is you don't have long." I smacked the head of my cock on the crack of his ass. "Beg me. Tell me what you want." He retained his smile. "You're a worthless AIDS infected whore. You mean nothing to anyone. Please give me your cock. Fuck me hard and cum deep." I reached around his body and took his cock in my right hand, stroking him. "Where are you from?" At the first sound out of his mouth, I shoved my cock into him as hard as I could, and all the way. He screamed as he grabbed the side of the rig. I kept stroking him. "Breathe through the pain, stud.....just exhale. I had to distract you before I mounted you. I don't care where you're from." Slowly I stroked him...fully I stroked him. Ignoring my instructions, he kept screaming. I put both my hands on his ass cheeks and started to work my cock in and out of him slowly. "If you think this hurts, wait until the virus kicks in - You'll feel like you're going to die but you'll be harder than you ever have in your life!" I've never fucked a man in the ass before, and for the record, I don't think he'd been fucked. His ass was incredibly tight, I felt like my cock was losing blood flow. He felt incredible, though..my whole body felt like it was on fire, a feeling that only intensified as I worked in and out of him faster. He reached down for his cock and I spanked him once HARD. "NO! You're not allowed to cum. You wanted my life - this is part of it. You're a vessel for others to use. It's not about your pleasure, it's about theirs. You're a whore now. Put both your hands on the wall." Without thought, he obeyed. "But...my dick....it's so fucking hard right now!" Just to torture him, I reached under him and took his balls in my right hand and squeezed them as tightly as I could. "Yes, I know. It happens to me every time but I don't get to cum. I'm kept in a constant state of arousal by my device but haven't cum in months. Soon, you'll be there as well." All he could do was moan as I twisted his balls in my hand. I looked down at his dick and he was leaking precum. "Does that turn you on? To know you'l end up like me when it's all over? A cock hungry, AIDS infected breeding whore?" He slapped the side of the rig out of frustration. Poor thing...he wanted so badly to cum and I wasn't letting him...but I was right, he's a whore now and he has to get used to that. I reached out with one hand and grabbed him by the hair on the back of his head and pulled him back towards me as I kept fucking him hard. "Answer me, whore!" "Yes" is what he screamed. "It fucking turns me on! The thought of being used daily to breed others while the virus takes me!" With that, I pushed one more time into him - holding my cock as deeply inside of him as I could go - and began to unload. My dick pulsating for the first time in months, filling his ass up with virus rich cum. "Can you feel that, bitch? Can you feel my dick seeding your worthless ass?" His knees buckled but he managed to stay standing up - he also managed to keep his hands off his cock. I was tempted to put it in my mouth but he's a whore now and is not allowed pleasure. I slowly pulled out of him, and while he was still quivering, injected him with another syringe of my blood. The truck came to a stop as I put my chastity device back on. I rolled up the back end of the trailer a few feet then threw the key - and the syndicates new whore - out the back. Without his clothes. He did say he wanted to be tossed aside.

My skin is slick with my sweat from the damp night heat, with fear. My body’s moving on it’s own, my mind blasted white with desire. With need. The door is just slightly ajar. I step into a dark foyer. Hands shaking slightly, eyes not adjusted to the dimness yet. My hand-deciding for me-moves on its own, closing the door. I’m still, tensed. Eyes slowly adjusting to the space and the dark contours of the room. For a long second, I’m suspended there. Every muscle fiber vibrating with it, with hunger. I’m in a bare room. Stripped wood floors, slats exposed through broken plaster walls. A narrow staircase in front of me. There’s a smell. Sweat. Piss. Cum. I inhale slowly, draw it in. Savor it. Again, yessss. My cock is hardening. Drawing me in. The scents enveloping me. Taking me. My feet slip out of my flip flops. The raised wood grain of the stripped floor feels so good on my bare feet: cool, soft. I flex my toes against it. My cock hardens with the feel of the wood, my nostrils flaring to draw in that taste of sweat. Of his sweat. There’s not a sound except my short, ragged breaths. I start up the steps, slowly. My body lightens with each step, smoke slowly drawn upwards. My arms pull off my t shirt and it falls away. This is a new feeling, a revelation. I can feel myself relaxing now, my cock rubbing against the denim of my jeans, pre cum slick across my skin, matting the hair around my cock. I have never felt so pure. So fully present. So fucking hungry. At the landing a door is open. Light flickers from inside. Again, for a split second I pause. Just a small hesitation, a pinprick of doubt, and then my body moves on its own into the room, another surrender, to it, to the need. To him. A few bare candles are lit. There’s a mattress on the floor, sheets draped over it. A huge mirror leans against one wall. Candles and the bed reflected in it. I hear his soft breathing before I see him. Leaning against the wall beside the mirror, arms folded across his bare chest. Shaved head, his body huge, hairy, muscled. So much of him there. So much bigger than me. Muscles at ease. Perfect. There’s a dark tattoo under the hair on his chest, just over his hard, erect nipple. Biohazard. His eyes hold me still. Dark pinpricks. Candle light flickering in them. I’m aware of my breath coming shallow. Of the sweat trickling down my back. Beading on my arms. And then he’s next to me. Still. His eyes holding mine to him. ”Oh, yes.” His hand gently on my lower back, caressing the rim of my jeans. “So hungry, aren’t you, boy?” ”Yessss.” I barely recognize my voice. A current running through me with his touch. The callouses on his hands the worn smoothness of the floor. Every inch of my skin is coming alive to him. Opening. “That’s it, boy. Very good. Just breathe.” breathe. Yes. I can taste him on the air: the sweat coming off him, so strong. So thick. And another smell: the sweetness of dried cum. Oh god. Oh god. I’m full of the smell of him now. Yesss. He’s behind me now; his breath hot on my neck, his hands resting on my hips. “Good boy. Very good. I can feel you surrendering to it. You’re so hungry to surrender to it, aren’t you, boy?” ”Yes. So hungry, so fucking hungry.” “Show yourself to me, boy. Show me your hunger. Let me taste your need.” His hands fall away from my hips as he turns me gently around to face him. He’s barefoot. The top buttons of his jeans undone. I can see the dark outline of his cock there, his hard shaft straining against the fabric. My hands undo my jeans and I slide them over my cock, pre cum dragging across my hands as I lower the jeans to the floor and step out of them for him. He kicks them away and steps forward. I go to my knees in front of him, supplicant. My cock harder than it’s ever been, my hands at his zipper, opening it, lowering his jeans across his thighs, feeling the taut fibers of his muscles under my hands, brushing the hair on his legs and ankles as I help him step out of his jeans and he kicks them away. Inhaling, on my knees in front of him, captured by the wet, sweet smell of him: he’s wearing a cotton jockstrap, yellow with dried cum and slick with his pre cum. My eyes close as I taste it enveloping me, filling me. My eyes flutter open as I lean into him, as my hungry mouth finds his cock through the rough fabric as I taste his dried cum and my mouth is sucking his hard cock through the jock, I’m so hungry for him, so hungry to pull him in, to taste all of him, the smell of his sweat as it runs slick against my hands on his thighs, and I slip my fingers around he jock and pull it away as his cock, veiny and so hard and so wet with his pre cum, falls straight ahead, and I open myself to him, my tongue running up from the bottom of his shaft along its delicious thickness to his piss slit and I taste the fantastic heady sweetness of him as I pull his shaft fully into my mouth. “That’s it, boy. That’s it. You’re so hungry for it. Give yourself over to it. Surrender to your need. It feels so good, doesn’t it boy? So good to know your place, to embrace what you are?” his cock tastes so good, so hard, my head is full of the smell of him, my body filling up with the hunger, consuming me. Oh god it’s so good, so good. “Yes, boy. Yes. Open yourself up to it, boy. Open yourself up to me.” His hands caressing my skull as I nurse his cock, and he slowly pulls himself out of me. “Close your eyes, boy. Breathe. That’s it, relax now for a second. Good boy.” i hear him moving in the room, and then there’s his scent again, filling me. I hear him strike a match, hear a pipe gurgling in front of me. And then his mouth is on mine, gently caressing my lips, and I open to him as he blows a cloud of smoke into me. I hold it there, his tongue probing mine, opening me as I blow the Tina back to him and he picks me up, his tongue still exploring me, the thick smoke dissipating as we pass it back and forth. It’s so good he’s in my mouth. So good. So intimate. He lights the pipe again and his mouth is on mine as we pass the Tina smoke back and forth, filling me. Then again, and again. Four hits, and my body is on fire, my nipples burning into his as he pulls me to him, my cock so hard and my hole aching for him, to open for him, as his hands knead the muscles of my ass, pulling me apart to him. Ive never wanted anything so much, never been so hungry. “Oh, you’re mine now, boy. You’re opening for me now, aren’t you?” ”Opened, yes, I’m opening for you. I want you inside me, so bad. Please-“ “Please what? Tell me what you need, boy, and I’ll give it to you.” ”Your cock, Jesus, please I want your cock inside me! Now, please fuck me! I need your cock in me! Pleassssse fuckkk meeeeeee-“ His fingers are gently brushing against the rim of my hole, working me open. His fingers, slick with his pre cum, mixed with mine, with our spit, press against my hole. Press into me. I’ve never felt anything so good, so thorough. Every inch of me is on fire for him, every nerve twitching to be opened to him, to take his cock inside me. And his wet finger slips inside me, pushing into me, easing my hungry wet hole open. It’s so good, god I’m so hungry for it, pressing myself against his finger as it slides past that last resistant muscle, and he holds me here, pinned to him. His hands kneading my ass, grinding into me, a second finger sliding inside me, probing me. Opening me to him. His eyes holding mine, locked on me, he lowers his face to mine and runs his tongue across my lips, so gently. So very gently letting his spit run across his tongue to my lips as he presses his mouth to mine, his tongue opens me as his thick spit fills my mouth and his hand presses into my hole, exploring me from both sides, and he pulls away again, my face slick with him, his eyes boring into mine. I feel him all through me; my stomach fluttering to him, his fingers holding me against him, filling my hole. “I’m going to split you open now, boy.” ”Yes, please. Open me up, please.” As his fingers slowly pull out of me. God, I’m so empty. “Please-“ I hear myself whimpering, begging. So hungry to be full of him again. “Are you ready now, boy? Tell me what you need.” ”Your cock. Pleas, your cock.” “Are you ready to take me now, boy? Take me the way men were meant to fuck? Ready to take me bareback, to take me raw inside you?” Jesus, how can even ask, he knows. “Yes, god, yesss. Pleas fuck me raw-“ And suddenly my world opens up,everything g drops away and I know truth: a hole of hunger, and I know who I am, completely, wholly hungry for his cock, for his seed, for his virus. I’m pure need, the hunger all I am, my whole being. So purely opened to him, so totally naked to my need-to his need- “Your seed, god please give me your seed, split me open and fuck me raw, Jesus, pleassse breed meeeeee!”

My Boy’s Open Hole I was out of town for work, and bummed as I’d be missing me and my boy’s anniversary for business. I texted and video chatted with my boy every day while out of town, promising I’d make my absense up to him somehow. He was clearly upset but promised to find a way to keep himself occupied so he didn’t stew over it. I was overjoyed when I wound up closing a big deal a few days earlier than expected and able to catch a flight home a few days ahead of schedule, so I’d make the anniversary after all! I got reservations at our favorite restaurant and headed to the airport to fly home. I called my boy and left a voicemail saying I’d be home early. I called again from the gate and texted him just before they closed the doors. I was in my suit and tie right from the final meeting and caught a cab home. I got to our apartment and found the door cracked open and unlocked. The lights in the living room were off and the door to our bedroom was open with light spilling into the hallway. I peeked in and saw my boy on his knees wearing a stretched-out jockstrap. His ass was up in the air, his hole gaping, and his cheeks streaked with fresh cum. There was a puddle on the sheets leaking out of his butt and streaming down his hairy thighs. I should have been pissed, but I was instantly hard. I pulled my tie off over my head and lowered it around his head, essentially blindfolding him. He moaned and reached for a bottle of poppers on the mattress. He took a big huff as I tore my clothes off. I lapped at his ass and was amazed at the amount of cum leaking out. I ate his hole as I jacked off. I placed my unlubed cock right at his ass and slapped it against his cheeks. He groaned and took another hit. I noticed there was a marker between my boy’s legs, covered in cum. I noticed there were hash-marks on his left ass cheek. He’d already taken four loads. ‘Fuck me, man. Give it to me!,’ he shouted as he reached for my hips. I rammed my cock into him and felt zero resistance. Without speaking a word, I pummeled my cheating boy’s hole. My balls slapped his wet ass and were sticky with frothy leaking seed. I heard the door creak behind me and an old troll oinked behind me. This stranger must have been over sixty in saggy dirty jeans with a mesh tanktop over a pot-bellied hairy body. Even his shoulders were furry. The guy grabbed my shoulder and oinked louder. My boy groaned realizing that a new guy had entered the room. The troll asked me, ‘Gonna breed that slut? Gonna POZ him up? I hear he’s only taking POZ cum today?’ I grinned, realizing my boy’s sneaky plan. Even though I’m NEG, I nodded so my boy wouldn’t know that I was the one fucking his slutty cunt. I pointed to my boy’s ass as the troll whipped out a gnarled seven-inch thick uncut cock. He asked if he could take a turn. I nodded and pulled out. A stream of likely-POZ cum oozed out of his open hole. The troll replaced me and slid right into my boy. He reached forward and grabbed my tie, using it like a leash raising my boy’s head. He pistoned into my boy and was close to cumming relatively quickly. He threw his body forward and pressed his hairy wasted belly into my boy’s slim back. ‘POZZING you up, slut! I’m off my meds, you whore. Take my filthy seed!’ And he did. The troll picked up the sharpie and added a slash mark. Five loads, at least the last one POZ. The troll pulled out with a squelchy plop and I took his place cumming a few seconds later. I added another slash to my boy’s cheek, his sixth, and possibly only NEG load of the night. The troll patted me on the shoulder saying, ‘one of us is going to bring him into the Brotherhood, man…’ Another stranger walked into our bedroom and just smiled. He was tall, dark, muscular, and very handsome. The troll nodded to him like he knew him and they shook hands. ‘Good to see you again, you pig…’ He gestured to the handsome stranger who had just entered. ‘We took turns filling him up a few nights ago… The slut was mad at his man for missing their anniversary so decided to take some POZ cock to get back at him…’ I grinned to keep the illusion up that I wasn’t the man in question… I got dressed as the new stranger got undressed. The troll helped spread my boy’s cheeks as the handsome stranger lapped at our loads oozing out of my boy. I knew I had to leave or they’d figure out that I was familiar with the room, my eyes looking around to spot a photo of me and my boy together. I casually put it face down on our dresser as I took my leave. The guys were so busy playing with my boy they didn’t notice. I grabbed my suitcase and let myself out just as a lanky younger guy with a buzz cut and messy boots and jeans and work clothes passed me in the hallway… We nodded, knowing I’d just bred a cheating slut, and that he was about to do the same. I texted my boy saying, ‘change of plans. Bad weather system here. See you tomorrow as planned. I’ll get a hotel and see you tomorrow. Hope you enjoy your evening…’ I went to a hotel, hopped on the apps, and found a guy to come over and fuck me as I thought about the filthy scene taking place in our apartment. A really sick fucker, with a furry belly and no face pic. He told me he loved POZZING NEG hole and had just bred a guy and was horny to cum again. I wasn’t at all surprised when the troll showed up at my hotel and fucked his toxic seed deep into my own slutty cheating hole.

I cruised this hot thick younger Latino top this afternoon. We started making our then I worked my way down to his gigantic pecs. I sucked and nibbles on his nipples till he forced my head down to his thick 8 inch cock. I deep throated him while he ate my ass. I told him to fuck me and then he asked for a condom. I told him I don’t use condoms and he replied, “I only play safe so I guess just suck my cock.” After about of minute of me deep throating him he told me to flip around. I was happily surprised when he shoved the whole length of his girthy raw cock deep in my hole. He fucked me hard and deep for an hour occasionally stoping to fuck my throat again. He nut deep in my guts and I then cleaned his cock off with my throat. He said “Thank you Sir, I’ve never fucked raw before. Your ass was so hot I dropped three loads in you. I’m done using condoms sir. Thank you”

Today I got fucked by a black dude wearing a Prince Albert on his dick. That was my first time being fucked by a P.A. Hot damn, the sensation was amazing. The P.A. made the fuck harder, which for me means more sensual. My body was constantly writhing with pleasure. But because of the P.A. I probably gave the fucker the worst blow job ever. The P.A. kept hitting my teeth, which was disconcerting. I avoided sucking with my usual firmness because I was worried that I could pull the P.A. and hurt his dick. He ended up jerking his dick to get hard while I licked his balls and shaft. Ninety percent of the sex I have is forgettable. This fuck with the P.A. was memorable. The extra hardness of the pounding made me feel pleasure throughout my torso. Maybe I've become addicted to being fucked by a P.A. It gave me the kind of rough fuck I crave. He only fucked me for about 15 minutes. I imagine the sensation of the fuck was intense for him too. He shot his bareback load inside my ass. I left feeling rejuvenated and more manly, my ass still carrying his sperm.

PART 3 I stopped wanking Dad and Uncle Paul said to Dad I wanna fuck Steve. Dad agreed instantly and so I kneeled on the bed , squatting over my Dad who had a great eyefull of my balls and arse and watched whilst uncle Paul stuck his cock in my arse with force and started fucking me with slow motions but going faster as I felt my dads beard and tongue licking my arse and uncles cock whilst it was sliding in and out of my lubed arse, who's cum is this Stevie, Paul asked, both my Grandads i replied, you mean my Dads cum and ur Dads Dads cum? Yes I replied but for some reason i felt shy about it. Uncle Paul went faster behind me and told me to bend further over and kept going deeper, seeming hornier. I felt his cock going in deeper and harder as I groaned as he kept going and he put all he had in me and it felt good. He was fucking me full force.I turned my head around and gave uncle Paul my tongue in his mouth, Dad was telling him to fuck me hard , one of the horniest fucks I've ever had. Dad got up and turned around and opened the arse of my cheeks further so Paul could go at me from behind deeper. Uncle Paul and Dad were also talking about Grandads and Uncle Will, Paul was saying he had been away that long in prison and that although he had sex in prison, it was never with family, he asked about Robbie, Cal and Jake, Dad admitted he had fucked Callum ,Pauls son the previous evening, Fuck said uncle Paul, Dad further told him that Uncle Will had fucked Jake too. Uncle Paul was in my arse rockhard. But they were living with my Dad, he said whilst I was in prison, he was their guardian. Yes said Dad, but both our Dads, used to take them to special places to meet other Dads, I kept Steve with me at home until Stevie showed some interest and its what it is, but noone answers the Grandads back, we have to do what they say.noone Fucks them either, they are the Alpha Dads. We will see said Uncle Paul angrily. I want you to fuck me harder. Uncle I said. He put me on my back so I could kiss him, bring him out of his temper and watch Dad jack off whilst I licked his big bollocks. We kissed as his cock began to fill my arsshole deeper ,We kissed and kissed until Dad came over and I sucked his dick. When Uncle Paul groaned so loud and came in me filling me with his cum and Dad came over my face and both Men were breathing heavy and drained. We all lay there motionless in bed and we all drifted into sleep, It was only an hour or so later so I grabbed their dicks and jacked them off. I heard a moan from Paul who soon woke up. He leaned in and we kissed for like what seemed ages. Dad soon woke up and joined in and soon each of us came. I hopped off the bed and headed for the bathroom motioning for them to follow which they did, Downstairs at the table was Robbie, Callum, Jake, Uncle Will and Grandad and Grandpa. Been busy Stevie, said Grandpa abruptly abd further said Will, Jeff, Paul, we are taking the boys to an event next week, so lay off their arses, they need to be tight, they are going to be busy. If you need to use them, use their mouths or each others arses!!!. No discussions, we are all going to the stocks event in the dungeons club weekend, your boys are the stars. We all looked at each other...........

“What is it, boy?” Even over the cell line his voice is deep, soft. Mesmerizing. “You’re afraid. Admit it.” His voice is soft and urgent. Compelling. “I am.” “What is it you’re afraid of?” My cock throbs with need, urgency. My hand absently caressing the soft hair of my stomach, wandering to my hard, hungry cock. ”Say it, boy. Admit it.” Yes. Now. Say it. ”Of you. Of admitting it to you.” ”Admitting what to me?” ”I’m afraid of what I want.” “Of what you need. This is deeper than want. This is your blood talking. This is who you really are.” “Yes.” Yes. “Of what I need.” So good to admit it. So damn good to say it. “I can give it you. I can take you where you need to be. All you have to do it say it.” Yes. The word is all I can hear, blood rushing in my ears, my hard cock, wet with sticky precum, throbbing. “I need it. Take me, please. Take me.” ”We both need, boy. I can taste your need in your voice. We’ll surrender to it, together. I’m going to take you inside it, going to split you open and we’re going to bathe in it. Do you want that, boy?” “Yesssssss.” The sound slides out of me on its own. Dripping of need. Of hunger beating under my skin. His voice pulling me in, enveloping me, smoke, wrapping around me. Warm. Expansive. My hand slides across my head, across the stubble of my freshly cropped skull. I imagine his rough hands there, guiding me. Caressing me. ”I’ve texted you the address, boy. Come here now. Jeans with no underwear, sandals, a t-shirt. Bring nothing else. Understand? No wallet, no money, no ID. No phone. You’ll pay the cab fare and throw away any cash you have left over.” His voice. So smooth, so knowing. I can feel myself relax into him, into his need. My need. “And boy-don’t shower or clean yourself up in any way. I want you raw. I want to taste your sweat and your fear. I want to taste your hunger for it. For surrender.” My cock twitches with his every word. My blood thrumming under my skin with it, with desire. I can barely breathe. Barely think. God, yes. Jesus, god, yesssssss. you ready for this, boy? Ready to give yourself over to it, to me?” ”Yes.” I hear myself say, my voice a ragged whisper. Urgent, desperate. “Yes, so hungry. Yes. Please.” I say. “I need.”

But you have to admit that is a hot story!

Fuck, man, I desperately wish I came from a family like this!!!

Yep. Went out clubbing one night with a Russian girl I worked with (who knows I’m gay) and her Bulgarian boyfriend Igor (who I’d never met before). As the evening went on and we got drunker and drunker my coworker started talking about how she loved having sex with other women, how hot it would be for us to watch her go at it, and how hot it would be for her to watch two guys fuck. At one point she wandered off, presumably to the ladies room, leaving Igor and me chatting together. After she’d been gone a few minutes he leaned in, reached over and jammed his tongue down my throat. We made out for a while until she got back, then the three of us made it back to my apartment. My coworker promptly pretended to pass out on my bed. I was too drunk to realize it at first but she was secretly watching me and Igor getting hot and heavy on the other side of the bed. Once our clothes started coming off and the talk got dirtier I realized the whole thing had been somewhat of a setup. Fast forward to my coworker holding my dick while Igor sucked it, then holding his ass cheeks open and his legs back while I ate and then fucked his hole, all the while saying filthy things to us in Russian and English. I’m not usually interested in women at all (haven’t touched one since that night), but fucking Igor while his girlfriend - my coworker - watched and participated was one of the hottest things I’d ever done until then. About a year later my friend told me Igor left her for another guy. Can’t say I was surprised but I sure as hell wouldn’t have minded another fuck like the one we had that night.

1000s and swallowed their loads.

Sometimes I meet a girl and I want to tell her she will never get as much dick as I’ve had

Update: all tests came back conclusively negative.

9 (Matty's POV) The way to the dungeons is hard to find in the dark corridors, but you can certainly hear the thumping techno beats from the basement. I turned the corner and suddenly there it is: a staircase, dimly lit in red, leading down to the similarly illuminated basement. The air down here smells intensely of poppers and lube with a hint of sweat and piss. The thumping music barely covers the sounds of men fucking. I made my way down the dim hallway, a towel slung on my shoulder. Sex is happening everywhere: in the hallways, in the crude cubicles, men are sucking cocks, getting fucked and everything in between, all faintly lit by red light. I rounded a corner, and instead of the dungeon i was expecting, and found myself in an unfamiliar hallway, doors to rooms lining both sides. Most of the doors are shut, and i can hear all the sex happening behind them. Down the hall, the door to one of the larger rooms is ajar. Inside, a large chubby guy is lying face down on the bed. I closed the door behind me and went in for a closer look. He is smooth everywhere, not a hint of hair on his body. On his back, some has written "faggot cum dump" and "poz me" on his back, arrows on his ass cheek pointing at his ass crack. A running tally right next to the arrows told me he got 5 loads in. A rag is tied around his head as a blindfold. "oh fuck..." He moaned in a high pitched whine as i reach down and stroke his cum slicked hole. "How many loads you got there?" "I don't know.... i want more sir please" "Get on your hands and knees and show me that cunt" He put his knees on the bed and spread his ass with his hands. I can see the cum-glazed cunt twitching in hunger and anticipation. "what do you want, boy?" I asked as i rub my cock against the slick hole. "I want your cum sir, please give me your load, please i beg you fuccccck" the fat boy moaned and begged as i push my dick into his hole without warning. The fat boy's cunt is well-lubed and stretched by other tops, and it feels slick and loose on my dick. I started pounding hard, making his entire body jiggle under me as he moans and beg for me to fuck him deeper and harder. I reach down and pinch his tits, which makes his hole spasm around my dick. I lean down and press myself against his smooth sweaty back and started whispering in his ear. "Here it comes faggot, you want to get my toxic dick boy? You want to get poz?" "YES PLEASE" he screamed. "Beg for it bitch" "Oh fuck yeah please i need your poz cum in me please sir please knock me up please breed my faggot hole...." As i pound away and reeached down and grabbed his dick. Its very short, but very thick. It is already rock hard and dripping precum. "Fuck you feel your little dick dripping? You really love a fucking dick in your cunt don't you faggot..." I growled into his ear as i pound harder "Yes sir thank you sir my faggot clit is so hard sir please use my cunt sir FUUUCK" Before long I can feel my load building and ready to bust. I reached down again agnd start rubbing the pig's slicked up clit. "Oh fuck yeah i am gonna make you squirt like a bitch. you want my poz load in you? You want my toxic nut in your cunt?" "YES SIR please Oh fuck yeah give me that poz load. my clit feel so good oh god oh FUCK I AM CUMMMING" "yeah, thats it, squirt that neg load yeah fucking milk my dick oh fuck here it CUMS " i grunted in his ear as my shot my load in his cunt while his dick unloaded all over my hand. I keep rubbing its clit, keeping the cunt tight against my dick as i pound my load inside. I pushed away from the pig after unloading. The pig is literally shaking from his orgasm. The faggot clit is still hard and dripping cum as i wipe my hand on a t shirt lying next to him. I added another mark on his asscheek and explore the rest of the new basement rooms. A couple doors down, i can hear moaning and screaming from an open door. Inside the cubicle, a guy is pounding another hard and fast. The top is a big black muscle daddy, his thick, roided-up body flexing as he thrust. The bottom is a young latino guy, medium build and fit, lying on the thin mattress with his legs up in the air. He is almost completely covered by tattoos, including the sides of his head and his shaved scalp. Having been a cop for a while, i recognize those tatts as markings of a street gang from the other side of town. His eyes are glazed and half closed, squealing like a pig as a big thick cock is splitting him in two. I stood in the corner and watch as the muscle daddy started pounding harder and with a grunt, push deep into the latin boy and unloaded. Pulling out i can see the boy's hole is wide open, a stream of cum dripping onto the dirty sheets. Thats when he realized he had an audience. "Hey, good fuck?" I asked "Yeah, its nice and tight" he grinned. "Well, maybe not so tight now..." he chuckled as we shared the joke. Then he left the cubicle, leaving me alone with the bottom. He is lying on the bed, breathing heavily, his fat uncut dick on his stomach. His legs dangled at the end of the bed. I lifted his leg to expose a puffy and well used hole. I push my finger in the hole and felt the sperm deposits inside. My invading finger made his squirm and moan but he did not protest. I just shot my load into the fat pig down the hall, but that hairy wet hole is making me half hard again. I let go of his leg and move towards his head. "You want my dick?" I ask as i stroke my cock in front of his face "Fuck yeah" He moaned as he grabbed my dick and swallowed it to the hilt. In a couple seconds i am rock hard again as this little gangbanger suck on it like its the last dick on earth. Meanwhile, i put my hand on his dick and started sroking. It sprang to life instantly, rock hard and pointing to the ceiling, the foreskin peeled back to reveal a thick pink cockhead. I pushed his head away from my dick and lubed my hole up. Then i climbed on the bed and sat on the thick brown dick. He did not say anything the entire time, except moaning loudly as my hole swallow his tool. Since Cory is mostly a bottom, i don't get fucked very often, a nice thick cock is what i crave. I rode on his thick cock for a while, just feeling that thick dick sliding in and out of my hole. Meanwhile my hands get busy pinching his tits, which make him groan and buck his hips, driving that dick into my ass. "Oh fuck that ass feel so fucking good i gonna bust....." "Fuck yeah shoot that load in me, comon give me that nut..." He grabbed my hips tight and push me down on his cock balls deep as he pumped his load into me. "FUUUCK" he grunted as he unloaded in me. I pulled myself off his thick dick, his load leaking from my hole. "Thanks man" is all he said before i left the room, still lying on his bed.

Was in London for holidays. Last afternoon there a sexy Otter/Cub who with my partner tag teamed me doggie until both shot deep. First my partner then the sexy otter. Went out afterwards with our buds for a few pints. Hot standing there chatting with a nice wet hole leaking nut.

Part 3 Jimmie was naked when he stepped inside and saw Eddie and me making out on the bed. Our tongues were frantically lashing each other's, our bodies pressed together, and our hands roaming freely. Jimmie said he came over to make sure everything was going okay. I let him know that everything was fantastic. My ass was bloody, it had poz loads from Marco and Eddie in it and a plug sealing sealing all of it inside of me. Eddie informed Jimmie that he and Marco were about to try double anal on my butt and Jimmie was welcome to stay and help. Jimmie grinned and said he could probably stay awhile since Al was sleeping after fucking Jimmie again following our departure. Eddie climbed into the bed and made out with Marco and me while Jimmie sat nearby and watched us. Marco got up and started fucking his cock in and out of my mouth. Eddie told Jimmie to remove the plug from my ass to get me ready for fucking. I felt sharp pain in my hole as Jimmie twisted the plug back and forth while removing. It was finally out after some agonizing moments only got me to immediately feel Marco's dick filling my ass. Marco thrust slowly but forcefully in and out of me. I felt great pleasure and enormous pain as he did. Eddie took his dick out of my mouth and climbed behind me. My ravaged ass was getting no letup as I felt Eddie's pierced tool pressing to join Marco in fucking my ass. Jimmie chastised the poz couple for having no poppers available as they attempted their dual invasion of my ass. Eddie reached into a drawer nearby and tossed a brown bottle to Jimmie. Jimmie uncapped it and passed it under my nose. I was flying and at ease for the dual dicking to continue. I became a stammering mess begging for those two studs to tear my ass apart and flood me with their poison jizz. I commanded them to knock me up, to give me their dirty gift, to mark me as worthless cumdump. Marco remained mostly stationary while Eddie pile drove me. My ass felt stuffed as their poisonous dicks assaulted my ass. Marco again stated that if I wasn't going to be poz after our earlier fuck, this second round would definitely do it. Eddie continued to ravage my butt. I imagined his PA ripping up my insides even more making me more receptive to their toxic cum they would soon be unloading in me. Marco could not withstand the friction that Eddie's rod was creating against Marco's own tool and he shot his second potent load inside me. Marco pulled his softening cock out of me and Jimmie remarked how red it was with blood. Then to my surprise, Jimmie dove down to clean up Marco's bloody dick with his mouth. After a little cleanup by Jimmie, he then moved up to my head and starting making out with me. Jimmie snowballed the blood, cum, assjuice mixture into my mouth. We swapped it back and forth a few times before I swallowed most of it. I looked over at Marco's tool and saw that it was bleeding. Apparently it had been cut by Eddie's PA while they were both inside me. Jimmie saw the same thing and exclaimed, "Holy Shit! Marco was bleeding inside you!" That meant that I was getting Marco's poz blood mixing with my own inside of me. I yelled out, "Yes, yes. Knock me up with your poz cum and your toxic blood. Share it all with me. I feel like such a dirty slut who deserves this!" Jimmie was getting aroused by this and I grabbed his growing cock and started giving him a a blow job. All three of my lovers were certain that I was going to be in the HIV brotherhood in no time and repeatedly let me know this. Jimmie was harder than hard now. Eddie saw this and asked if he wanted to join him in invading my ass. Jimmie pulled out of my mouth and positioned himself under me to join Eddie in his double anal assault. Jimmie's thick tool shot into my ass causing some massive pain that subsided after I got acclimated to this latest stretching of my abused hole. Eddie and Jimmie alternated thrusts inside my stretched ass.This was the best feeling I've ever had during sex. I was opened like never before waiting to take another poz load from Eddie and for Jimmie to add his own jizz to my growing collection. This continued on for what seemed like hours. My ass began to get numb when Eddie finally poisoned my butt with his second load. Eddie pulled out and Jimmie continued on in my ass. My butt felt loose without Eddie's cock in it, but there was relief as my opening shrunk down to accommodate only Jimmie's thick rod. I begged Eddie to let me clean him off. The coating on his dick was mostly blood and some assjuice. The combined effect of all the fucking must have caused all of their poz cum deep up inside of me.I was going to be able to incubate and absorb their highly toxic loads to get their gift. Jimmie slowed down his pace and then suddenly picked back up to a jackhammer pace as he unloaded in me again. He stayed inside of me after climaxing as we made out with madly darting tongues. Jimmie told me he was so glad to be around for what were probably some of my last moments as a HIV- man. Jimmie asked if I would like to fuck him and shoot what could be my last negative load inside of him. I had not cum yet and had a throbbing boner. I got off of Jimmie and his dick was finally free of my stretched, bleeding, and poz cum-filled ass. His cock looked to have a coat of blood on it. I cleaned him up and his own dick was not bleeding as Marco's had been. That meant the blood was either my own or Marco's. I moved my rock-hard dick up to Jimmie's ass. I started entering him and Jimmie gasped to handle my thickness. I observed this and slowly worked my was inside. I wanted this to last as it would probably be one of the last "clean" loads that I would ever shoot. I was slowly fucking Jimmie and he was moaning with pleasure. I made him tell me that I was a better fuck than Al. I let him know that he was welcome to take my poz cum when the time came. Jimmie was in heaven as I was fucking him. He agreed to get knocked up by me after I became poz. He would have agreed to anything just to keep my fat cock inside of him. In the middle of fucking Jimmie, the door opened and Al came inside the trailer. He saw me balls deep in his boyfriend and remarked that it looked like we were enjoying ourselves. Sensing the tension, Eddie informed Al that Jimmie had not been fucked by either of the toxic pair He didn't mention the fact that Jimmie had cleaned up Marco's bloody dick and had probably swallowed some poz blood in the process. Despite Al's seeming unease at the situation before him, I continued to fuck his boyfriend. Al seemed relieved that neither Eddie or Marco had fucked Jimmie. He came up to the two of us fucking on the bed, dropped the towel draped around his waist, and began caressing the two of us. Al saw how thick my cock was and observed that Jimmie must really be enjoying getting fucked by me. Jimmie grunted in agreement. Al began making out with me and encouraged me to continue fucking his boyfriend. He began fingering my ass and felt the blood inside of me. Al asked Eddie and Marco if they had fucked me yet. Eddie said they both came twice inside me and that Jimmie also planted a load in me. Al didn't seem angry about that last detail. Eddie also let Al know that my ass was torn open by Eddie's PA. Al responded by caressing Jimmie and me and telling me that I was probably to going to be poz whether I wanted it or not. His words made my cock even harder and I only lasted a few more strokes before shooting a massive load inside of Jimmie's ass. Al gave me a deep French kiss as I was shooting indicating his approval of me loading up his boyfriend's ass. After the rush of my orgasm finally died down, I pulled out of Jimmie, rolled over, and collapsed on the bed. Jimmie got down to clean up my cock. He came back up to me to share some of the last HIV- cum I would ever shoot with me. Al joined us for a brief time to mark the occasion. I looked at a clock and saw that it was 4:30 a.m. I was completely exhausted. Sensing my physical state, Eddie suggested we get some sleep. Al agreed it was time to turn in for the rest of the night. He asked if I wanted to go home, stay with Al and Jimmie in their trailer or stay with Eddie and Marco. I REALLY wanted to stay with Eddie and Marco. Not wanting to hurt Al's feelings, I told him that I was too exhausted to move from where I was. Taking his cue to leave, Al wished me a good night and left open an invite to join them later if need be. I thanked them for all they had done and returned the good night wishes. After a quick exchange of kisses, Al and Jimmie retired to their trailer on the next campsite. After they left, Eddie and Marco crawled up on either side of me on the bed. They let me know that I was going to feel completely liberated when I converted, that being poz was the ability to feel powerful. Marco let me know how glad they both were that I had so eagerly taken their poz cum and Marco's poz blood inside me. I thanked both of them for the best sex session I ever experienced. Marco asked Eddie whether they should tell me about what was going to happen later in the day. Eddie responded that I was welcome to stay with them through the weekend and join in on the fun and games with the company that they were expecting. Seeing my quizzical look, Marco said a couple of friends were coming to visit. One of them had recently gotten Eddie and Marco's gift. Marco then grabbed the beaded butt plug and worked it into my ass to seal up their poison inside of me. I barely had the energy to kiss them both goodnight before falling asleep in between the two of them. (To be continued)

Keith arrived at 1:45 nervous and horny. He was pacing outside and he had a hard on in his sweats, I made him wait till two to enter and his hard on never went down. I opened the door and towered over the kid at 6'3 and 195 with salt and pepper hair and deep blue eyes I looked right at this cute little boy and said you must be Kurt. I can tell with a little training you will be very popular. Come in and have a set on the sofa till I can set up the room. Running a little late today, He watched as I entered the first room on the right and he was still looking at the door when I came back out and turned the video on the tv on. He immediately started watching the porn and rubbed his dick through his sweat pants. I went to the kitchen and grabbed him a soda with a little g in it. I came back and sat next to Kurt pretty close and it made him pull move over a little. I held my glass up and told him this was the beginning of some great sex for him and tonight would change his life with what he learned. Would you like that I asked? Yes so much, drink up my friend we have a lot to learn starting tonight. You will be able to take more classes right? Kurt drink the entire glass and said yes, of course. Good I echoed, I stood up and started to undress as I started telling Kurt when he was comfortable to get undressed. Your first lesson is resistance. Kurt said I ain't having sex with no man, no son that is not what we are doing. Need to see how long you can go without touching your dick or cumming without even touching yourself. This lesson also helps you build confidence for group sex later if you are ever invited to a gang bang. ( I already knew he was going to be invited so this lesson would come in handy) Kurt reluctantly slipped off his sweat pants and underwear and lost his t-shirt. He was so cute and tight, hot little ass on that boy and big dick for such a little body. He grabbed his dick and I said no, Kurt today is endurance and control. Resisting the temptation to jack off and dump your load. Women do not like guys who cum too quickly and a woman needs a man who can stay hard and fuck her for a long time before unloading in her pussy. I want to do that, I know you do boy that is why you are here. Kurt shook his had and every so often I would have to tell him to stop touching his dick. I then said, it is all part of the lesson, hand tight and do not touch your dick or balls boy and I came back with restraints and told him to give ne his right hand and put on the first and then the second and told him the last trainee needed these to get past the first session and he connected them behind Kurt's head and then tied it to the eye hook he had behind the sofa. He kept watching the porn and said I am not sure about this and I put a blindfold on him. I can not see anymore, I know you have to also learn how to resist when you are just hearing a women get fucked and picturing it in your mind. I left him like that for a minute and in walked Justin and I turned the porn up and stood behind him. I then whispered, I have a girl here, his big dick bounced. She is gonna help you, I am going to stay right here while she does. Just got in between his legs while I whispered spread our legs apart. More I said and Kurt complied while his dick bounced and leaked precum like crazy. Justin kissed the kids hairless legs and then worked up to his balls and licked his balls while Kurt moaned and bit his lip and then Justin licked the head of Kurt's dick. OMG Kurt said and once Justin licked and sucked his cock head the kid erupted in Justin's mouth. Justin swallowed the boys cum and then went back to sucking his dick. Before it was over Justin and swallowed three loads from the boy and got up and left. I asked Kurt how it was and he said that was fucking amazing man, omg I want to do it again tomorrow. Okay boy, this is just the start, your scholarship includes ten more sessions so there is plant of time. His dick was still rock hard so I text Justin to come back and fortunately he was just down the block and turned around and parked and coma back in and I told Kurt he was such a good student she was going to give him an extra lesson. Justin crawled in between his legs gain and began to lick and suck the kids balls and lick and suck on his big dick. The boy was moaning like crazy and then Just went down all the way on the kids dick and the boy shot again omg that is so fucking awesome. Do it again! Just was not going anywhere and he went back to licking and sucking on the kids balls. I bent down and grabbed Kurt's right leg and pulled it up and told him to bend it as he did I told him good boy. Now the left side and I pulled him back so his hole was facing Justin and he started to lick under the boys balls at his taint and the boy was moaning and then Justin licked the hole gently and bathed it with his tongue as Kurt moaned and whimpered and then Justin started to tongue fuck the boy and Kurt said holy fuck that feel so goo. I think I am gonna cum and the boy shot his load and I let go of his legs while Justin took his cock in his mouth and clean it and then licked his wash board abs clean and got up and left. I Untied Kurt and took the blindfold off and he said is she still here, no boy did you like that. OMG please when can we have another lesson, does this mean I am not a virgin? No boy you are still a virgin but in due time boy. Be here tomorrow at 2 PM for your next lesson. With that boy got up and got dressed and headed out the door and I stopped the cameras from videoing him from the front, side and ceiling. Bet that virgin hole was tight as fuck! I test Justin and confirmed the boy was tight and sweet tasting!

Chapter VIII Our dancing got hotter than hell. We stayed on the dance floor for about 3 straight numbers before heading back to our table. By this time both Randy and Justin's cocks were hard as steel and their bulges were very noticeable. Both, Nigel and I, were panting with lust from the stimulation of our asses being pretty much almost abused and pummeled while dancing. I noticed that like myself, Nigel could hardly sit still. I am sure he was as turned on as I was if not more so. He was also flirting a lot with both Randy and Justin. He almost had no shame in the way he was carrying on. Before I knew what he was doing, Nigel had asked the other guys to come home with us so we could all just chill a while before they went home. I was a little worried about it but before I could say anything they had accepted the invite. After finishing our drinks, we all headed out to go to our place. I was driving and as I got into the driver's seat, Randy had opened his door and climbed into the back right behind me. On the other side, just as Justin opened the other rear door, Nigel lept past him and piled into the rear with Randy. Justin just shrugged his shoulders and got in the front with me. I glanced at Nigel as is to ask what the heck he was doing and he just smiled and leaned back in the seat so I just started up and took off. We hardly got a block away from the club, when all at once, Nigel's bare feet came over the seat between Justin and me. I glanced back and was just in time to see Nigel's pants pulled down to his knees and he and Randy were kissing deeply with Randy's hand between Nigel's legs feeling up his ass. I almost ran off the road and might have if Justin hadn't scooted over quickly and grabbed the steering wheel and straightened the car out for me. I was somewhat unnerved to say the least, but Justin stayed close beside me as I got back on track towards home. It was only another couple of blocks before Justin had leaned more towards me and his head came closer till he was kissing and nibbling on my neck. As he was doing that, one of his hands pushed behind my back and eased its way into the back of my pants. His hand pushed me a little forward in my seat and he cupped my ass and then moved over more and was soon running a couple of fingers up and down my crack. I had to concentrate a lot not to drive off the road and to keep my speed down. He was driving me wild with the movement and I rose up slightly and his fingers were able to reach my hole and start to run circles around it proving to be another distraction. WIth thinking about what was happening in the backseat with my love, Nigel and Randy, and Justin nibbling on my neck and one hand under me playing with my hole and his other tweaking my nipples through my shirt, I was having a terrible time driving. The alcohol I had consumed didn't help either and I was afraid a cop was going to stop us any moment. I decided I had to get off of the road or wreck. We were just coming to a park I knew of that had several nature trails running off of it. I pulled in and drove to the darkest parking spot I could find, There were a couple of picnic tables close by also. As I came to a stop, the back door on my side opened and I was shocked to see Rand climbing out with Nigel's completely bare legs wrapped around him as he lifted him up and carried him to one of the picnic tables. It was pretty obvious that Randy's huge BBC was deep inside Nigel's ass as he laid him on the table and proceeded to fuck him hard. Justin had climbed out also and followed them. He climbed on the seat and took off his pants, he was commando and soon had his big cock in Nigel's mouth while Randy continued to fuck him. I was still in disbelief about what was happening but got out and slowly made my way to the table also. What a sight it was with Randy's bbc poz cock pummeling my love's hole while Justin's also huge poz cock was deep in his throat. I stood there mesmerized by the sight and then dropped my own pants to start stroking my little cock as it was harder than I think it had ever been. Randy must have been fucking Nigel in my backseat for a bit because he only lasted about another 10 minutes before he rammed into him as hard as he could and grunted that he was cumming. He collapsed on top of Nigel for just a minute or so before getting off of him and immediately Justin pulled his big cock out of Nigel's mouth and climbed on him and rammed his cock in him. I gasped at this sight while continuing to stroke my own small dick. Then Randy climbed on top of the table and stuck his cock in my face and I opened my mouth and was soon cleaning it off deep in my throat even as he was still almost completely hard. I was so hot I almost thought I could have lit a fire off of me. Justin was really pounding Nigel's hole hard and fast. When I had Randy's cock all cleaned off with my mouth, he climbed down off of the table. I was on my knees on the seat stroking my cock and watching almost hypnotized at the fucking of my love right in front of me. Then all of a sudden Randy had grabbed me from behind and bent me over the table some and spread my ass cheeks and in one thrust pushed his huge poz cock deep into my ass. I clamped my mouth shut so as not to scream as we were still basically out in public and someone might have been able to hear. He only hesitated a few seconds before he started to fuck me just like Nigel was getting, hard and fast. These two mammoth cocked guys just kept on pounding and fucking our holes so hard and deep. It went on and on and seemed to be hours, but had to be only about another half hour at most when almost in unison, they both rammed us deep and were filling our holes full of their toxic cum. As they did I could see Nigel's little prick erupt and my own did the same at almost the same time. Nigel's load from such a small cock shot a huge load which sprayed clear over his head and hit me right in the face. Randy had cupped his hand under me and caught my load and proceeded to spread it around my mouth and some onto Nigel's mouth also. All I could think at the moment other than bliss was what am I doing, I only wanted Nigel to get poz cum and here I had taken a lot of it also. It was so hot. After a small rest we all got back up and didn't even bother to get our clothes on, but climbed back in the car to get to our house. There we all grabbed our clothes and ran into the house naked hoping none of the neighbors were up to see. Once in the house I got drinks for everyone and we all collapsed on the sofa together to try and catch our breath from the action we had just had a short time before.

This is the next chapter to "Serendipity on the road". On our way 'back east' Jake swung by Denver and dropped off the chickens. Before picking up a load of pigs, he spent 24 hours just fucking me. Yes, a whole 24 hours of just fucking!! Sometimes I was face down, sometimes I was cowgirl on top, sometimes I was reverse cowgirl, and sometimes he took me on all 4's. To be honest, he wasn't always the person initiating but he did make it clear that we weren't doing anything else for 24 hours. No food. No water. After every couple rounds, I'd fall asleep in his arms with him running his fingers through my hair. Not that it mattered, once or twice I woke up to him fucking my ass. Not that I minded. Before we left Denver we hit the tattoo shop. He had, "Bitch #29" tattooed on my back right shoulder blade in calligraphy letters. We were a few days out of Denver. I was sitting naked in his passenger side seat eating those peanut butter crackers with a color orange not found in nature, looking out the window at the passing landscape when I started to get lightheaded and felt like I was somehow running a high fever and freezing at the same time. I laid back in my seat, my whole world starting to spin. "Jake, I don't feel so well. We might want to pull over." He looked at me for half a second then shook his head. "You're fine, bitch. You're just dehydrated." I put my hand on my forehead and I was burning up, so I poured a bottle of water over my head. "I think I have the flu." He reached over and felt my forehead. "No, you stupid cunt - you're HIV+ now. How the fuck did that happen?" I looked at him blankly. "I'm not doctor, I don't even play one on TV, but it could be because you came in my ass about a dozen times and slammed a vial of your blood into me." I like it when Jake smacks me on the back of the head. It's hot. "No, I mean - how the fuck did it happen so quickly?! I've turned dozens of bitches and I've never seen one this fast!" He asked getting his eyes back on the road. "As I said, you put a vial of poz blood into me, and about a dozen of your loads - that and it was my first time doing anal. If i had to add anything it would be that I really, REALLY wanted to get pozzed so maybe my immune system didn't fight it as hard. Or maybe I already had a cold and my immune system was worn down. Does it really matter?" I asked as I laid my seat back as much as I could. He chuckled. "No, I guess it doesn't. bitch." "I don't want meds, Jake." I said with a moment of clarity. He shook his head. "No one in our network uses them - it's part of being a member. If you need it, there's a case of water under your seat, and some over the counter stuff in the glove box, bitch." Since I've known Jake, he's never used the birth name I gave him at the truck stop. He made it clear that I was a new person now and wasn't allowed to have a name hence the tattoo. He also calls me 'Cunt', 'Whore', or 'Bimbo'. He's so romantic. In response, I chugged a bottle in just a few swallows. "I thought you didn't care about me, Jake." He shook his head. "Believe me, I don't. You're a fucking cum dump to me . I look at you the same way I look at the livestock I haul - but you're no good to me dead, bitch....and no good to anyone else either. You're the 29th bitch I've turned since I got involved in this life." I stared up at the ceiling of the truck, which was spinning. "How long do I have?" He kept his eyes on the road. "It depends. Without meds, some only make it a few years - others can make it past 10. Whatever happens, you're just a fucking AIDS infected cock whore to us." I nodded. "And that's what I wanted, Jake. It's why I didn't get out the first day I woke up. You were right about me...this isn't the life I chose but it's the life I want, and there's no going back." I say as I reach out and take his cock in my left hand, trying to get him hard. "Do you have a wife and kids back in Atlanta, Jake?" I said casually. He shifted in his seat slightly to give me a better angle. "Yes, I do." He was growing slightly in my hand. "Do they know you're in an underground 'whore snatching, infecting with HIV+, passing the bitch off to the next driver' network?" "Of course not, bitch." He said laughing. "Does it turn you on? Knowing that you've infected me...knowing that I'm a worthless cock whore? That I'll be passed around from trucker to trucker for the rest of my life - unless I'm sold overseas? To know that ALL of that turns me on?" He tried to keep his eyes on the road but he wasn't doing a good job. His cock was harder than it had been since I met him. I moved over into his lap, facing him, and slide his cock into me while kissing him on the lips. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. "I'm saying thank you, Jake. Thank you for giving me the life I wanted but didn't have the balls to take on my own. For keeping me naked, where I'll spend the rest of my life being passed around like a deck of playing cards to horny truckers that don't give a shit about me. For making me fuck meat. For giving me HIV." I looked out the drivers side window and into traffic. I young man and woman were passing us, I smiled at them as I bounced up and down on Jake's cock, unashamed of who and what I was. Happy for the first time in my life and not giving a damn who else knew it.

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If you want to fuck a trans guy more than once I'd recommend not referring to him as 'her' and 'she'.

It started with an email. I'd been looking to get pozzed for over a year and had come up empty (no pun intended) when, out of the blue, I got an email. He saw my ads on social media. He said he was a trucker and wanted to meet me at the local truck stop for drinks. I walked in and spotted him right away - we made eye contact and I just *knew* he was the guy that emailed me. He was no taller than me, had a bit of a pot belly, but strong muscles and hands. He wore a red and white checkered shirt and blue jeans that he filled out quite nicely!. I extended my hand in a manner to be kissed and he obliged. He had a couple buttons open on his shirt and it was hard to keep my eyes on anything but his chest. His eyes were dreamy but still.... He introduced himself as Jake and we talked about what it was like to be HIV+, how that made life more difficult, my time in the Navy, his life on the road as a livestock trucker, how serious I was about getting pozzed and what that would mean for me, what he wanted from a partner, and so forth. After I returned from the bathroom we talked some more, we shook hands and went our different ways, promising to meet again next time he was in town. And that's when I woke up naked, buckled into his passenger side seat. "Good morning, bitch. How did you sleep?" He asked keeping his eyes on the road. Watching where you're going is *very* important as a livestock trucker. Otherwise you end up with chickens all over the road, and a very entertaining police report. "Where are we and why am I naked in your passenger seat?" I asked just starting to grasp what happened. "Well, we're headed to Omaha and I decided I wanted you as my bitch so I took you." He said slowing the rig down a little to stay under the speed limit. I have my head a good shake. "I don't remember that." "You ordered soda but they must have given you alcohol. You were pretty tipsy when we left the truck stop last night." He explained calmly. "Where are my clothes?" I asked puzzled. "Back in Casper, I think. I got rid of them pretty quickly. For the record, you look fabulous naked." He said changing lanes. "Did you and I....." I began the question but leaving it hang like a male stripper. He shook his head. "No, you were out cold - I don't do that. You ask a lot of questions for a naked man." I shrugged. "Well, in my defense I've never naked in the front seat of an 18 wheeler going 85 MPH. I'd ask for a little leeway. So, what's your plan here, Jake?" He passed some old lady going 30 on the highway. "I told you, you're my bitch. It's your job to be naked and in this cab. You can go from the seat to the cabin behind us but you are to stay naked and you're my fuck meat." *I tried to hide a smile* "Jake, while that's an enticing fantasy, I have a home, a job and a life back where we met." He shook his head. "No, you don't. Not anymore." "Jake, this is kidnapping." I said calmly. He got his truck back in the appropriate lane after passing the old lady. "No it's abduction, not kidnapping. Look bitch, I got the impression last night that your life needed a change. That you were tired of the way things were. That you wanted to be pozzed and wanted to be in a relationship of some kind. It kinda felt like you wanted to do something drastic but didn't have the guts to pull the trigger on it, so I did it for you. Your old life doesn't matter now...who you were, what you did, it's all gone. New start. Your job is to be fucked by me. I'll feed you and take care of you. You're my bitch now. If you really want out, I'll let you out at the next truck stop." I stared out the window at the passing road signs as he continued. "I'm offering you the life you've always dreamed of, bitch. This is it....this is the THE watershed moment that everyone eventually has - the one that defines you, that's a catalyst for everything that comes after." He said getting back up to speed. "Is this love, Jake? Is that what you're looking for?" I asked honestly. He chuckled. "No, of course not. Let me be clear bitch - you're fuck meat to me., nothing more A means to keep my balls drained until we get back to the east coast. Between here and there I can promise I WILL poz you and otherwise take care of you." "And when we get back east? What then?" I asked honestly. For the first time he looked over at me. "Then I pass you along to another trucker so you can do the same for him. It's a lot more common than regular people know. You'll just keep going from trucker to trucker, crossing the country...back and forth, east to west, north to south - maybe even heading overseas to serve men there. But be honest, do you really care?" He put his eyes back on the road while I stared back out the window. "Bitch, this may not be the life you chose but it's the life you want." He said smiling. I looked up at the road just in time to see there was a mile left to the next truck stop. By the time he arrived, I was naked in the cabin, face down, ready for Jake - who did not disappoint me.

Thank you for helping him discover he's a bare breeding top. My thirsty cunt, and the cunts of every man he breeds, thanks you.

My kind of top. Use me as he wants.

Been caught in the act in XXX bookstores a few times over the years. Caught by female clerk, yelled at, escorted out past other customers, including frat boys looking for porn with their girlfriends, told to never come back. Luckily for me, there's a lot of employee turnover in those places. Also, luckily for me, I'm turned on by humiliation, so... [EG] I was rock hard the whole time.

Damn, that last part was fucking GOOD! More please!

Hello I'm just joined this forum and I live I'm from Central Florida new to the BB scene.

Get a Barebackrt.org and post a sex party ass up face down anon session at a local hotel like the ramada on colfax or any of the Zuni st hotels. Set it for 4 to 6 PM on a weekday to catch the after work crowd. Or in the afternoon on the weekend. Posted about seven days in advance. Make sure you have a good ass photo. Expect about a 30 to 40% show up percentage. But they will show up.

Good question, bud. Frankly no one has ever asked and I've never volunteered, as far as family & friends are concerned. However, on Tuesday I had a 3-month PrEP exam. One of the nurse practioners was a cute little Asian boy who drew blood, etc, was asking me questions for the chart. How many sexual encounters in the past 3 months? Use a condom? And then, "are you a Top or bottom?" "Bottom", I answered. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. "No, seriously?" he asked again. "Seriously", I said. I'm 6'2, 200#, and I guess many don't think of tall, white, blonde, hairy chested guys with a bear can be a bottom! I almost laughed at his shock. I should have said, "Well aren't all Asian boys bottoms?"! Except that some of my best fucks have been from Asians. Anyway, just thought I'd share. Also, until I was about 50 I was exclusively a Top, however prostate cancer treatments changed that. But I have zero regrets as I've now been able to fully know my true self and purpose!!

Seeing so many guys who pick the load over the fuck, should remind bottoms that once they are done taking loads at the bathhouse there are many bottoms who would appreciate your load before you go home. I know, many bottoms say, "I never fuck because my cock is too small or because I cum too quickly". Many bottoms don't care about that and they don't care about a guy ready to breed them being a bottom, at least many here don't.

All my close friends know I’m a bottom and most know I take all loads as a good CumDump! I was “versatile” for years, but was really a bottom that didn’t want to say so. Once I gave up that lie and just said, I love being a total bottom and serving top men, it was so much better! In the gay community there is still bottom-shaming that goes on, but once I was an out and proud total bottom, I’ve never heard a word from guys other then, “bend over!” In answer to your question...it’s been a totally great experience!!

I use Nurx, it's an app and online site. They're like telemedicine. I would highly recommend it to anyone. It's really accessible, judgement free, and they specialize in PrEP. They mail quarterly at home tests for you to do a full STI check, including throat and rectal swabs, and prescribe PrEP which is mailed to your door each month. You still need insurance and everything else, it's just like going to the doctor's except it's an online PrEP doctor.

I voted that both are equally important. However, if I had to choose between emotional connection and physical connection/sex I would pick the emotional connection. You can find sex somewhere else if you have to. It's harder to find someone you connect with on an emotional level in a way you want to have a relationship with him.

Actually fell in love with the first guy I sucked off. HOT Puerto Rican mechanic met at a park across from the college I attended. Didn't realize there was always action at that bathroom till that day. Sucked a huge load out of his sweaty musky balls. He'd just left work, smell of a mechanic is still a huge turn on. Sucked him off, went outside, talked a bit, exchanged numbers. Not long after got into relationship. We were together over 2 years in the late 80's. Still kept in touch years after, calling each other on holidays and our shared birthday. Only in about the last year and half have we lost touch.

Just got fucked by one of my regulars last night, I showed up at his place, walked in and was told to strip. After taking off my clothes, he put a collar on me and led me to the couch. He had me get on all fours, ass up toward him. He spent about an hour using several toys on my ass before plugging it. He then put nipple clamps on me and handed me a crop top with "slut" written on it with magic marker and a pair of tight shorts. I was a little confused, but after putting everything on, he told me to make 2 laps around his apartment complex. I did and several people saw me. I don't think I've been that embarrassed in a long time. When I returned to the apartment, I was let in, told to remove the clothes again. I was praised a little then led into his room where he fucked me raw and dumped a nice thick load in me. I was re plugged and told to go home. I still have the plug and his cum inside me.

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Had too much to drink and went to the video booth again last night. Bought some fresh british flag poppers and went to the theater. A couple of guys hanging out. Fuck, I just want to suck some dick. Against my better judgment I entered a booth and this guy’s says suck my balls. Won’t let me suck his dick. He talked trash to me and at one point an audience formed. He says to me crawl over there and suck his dick. Nervous married guy pulls back but here I am on my knees on a dirty video booth floor doing what this stranger asked. I got up and went into another booth. A guy comes in and pushes a gorgeous thick uncut cock through. I hit my new poppers; fuck I love a fresh bottle. He feeds me for a while and then pulls back and asked if I he could fuck me...in a European accent. I take another hit and push my lubed hole back against the wall. He pushed in and started fucking. Perfect angle. Pumped until I yelled out “breed my cheating hole!” He pushed in, I pushed back and he flooded my hole. Pulled out and split. Back to rough talk guy. I go back and he reached down and fingered my sloppy hole. He asked if I’m poz. I said no. He asked if I’m on prep. I said no. He says get the fuck out of here. And that was that.

Due to public holiday tomorrow, dating my god brother to have a short session with him last night. Waiting for him back to home for an hour, and it now worth for me to wait him. After enter his house and I take off my office attire and Be fully naked in front of him. Let my god brother play my hard cock and kissing me. I slowly help him take off his clothes and left his sexy undies. I can’t control myself to smell on his undies, his cock getting hard slowly and back he take out his cock. Ask me knee down on floor and suck his cock non stop at his house balcony. My god brother feels his cock fully hard and he ask me turn around and show my ass for him to fuck. He keep fuck me non stop for an hour until he breed into me. Only take out his cock and ask me go to take shower. Nice cum from my god brother, now I still keep it inside my ass

This is exactly why you don't get it. In the area I grew up in, there is still only one power company, 1 TV/Inernet company (because of Beavis & Butthead, we lost all music television but CMT) 1 medical center (family practice doctor), and the nearest hospital was 2 towns over, and yes, only one Bakery the next town over. The anti-gay (anti anything different really) feeling was palpable in everything. Basically if they don't feel like providing services to gays/minorities, then you have to just live without that service (which is a pain when there is also only one restaurant/diner). These issues are important BECAUSE of small town America.

Chapter V After some small talk, quite awkward really. Randy soon left and seemed quite sorry about what he had done with Nigel. Nigel was quite contrite, also, and apologized to me profusely. I told him not to worry about it as although I was jealous, it had been hot as hell to watch them. I didn't mention the tattoo though as I wanted to think about that a bit. The scene of Randy's huge black cock and his dark skin compared to Nigel's very pale skin was an image I could not get out of my mind. I was wondering what it would look like with that BBC fucking my very pale twink boyfriend's ass and filling if full ov cum. We always fucked with condoms, but I wondered what it would look like with Nigel's beautiful ass dripping cum. Then I was thinking, OMG, it can't happen because Randy is POZ. Damn, I found myself getting so hard it hurt. I almost raped Nigel's hole when we went to bed. The next few days flew by fast. We did keep in touch with Randy. I fucked Nigel like a madman during this time. Friday night arrived and the day before we had found out that Randy had a rare Friday night off and invited him over for dinner again. We had actually went to the restaurant where he worked on Thursday evening. While there, Nigel was flirting almost uncontrollably with Randy who returned it just as much. We did find our that, although Randy was single, he did have somewhat of a crush on another waiter there named Justin. We did see him too, and he was another twink almost identical to Nigel, only he was black. His build was almost identical to my boyfriend and hot looking as hell too. We didn't extend our invite to him as Randy told us he hadn't approached Justin yet to see if he was interested in dating yet. Randy had told us he was going to bring another bottle of wine and one of his own favorite videos for us to watch. We could hardly wait for Fridayl evening to get here. Nigel was almost flying high about it, while I was looking forward to it also, but with some worry too. What if they started to make out and got carried away like last time. Would I, or could I, stop it Did I even want to, knowing Randy was poz and they hadn't even thought about a condom last time. If Randy tried to fuck Nigel could I get them to wrap it up, did I even want Randy's poz bbc wrapped or did I want to see my loved one take a chance on getting pozzed? What a dilemma. Randy arrived a little early, again, carrying a nice bottle of wine and a couple of dvds for us to watch. Nigel was cooking tonight so Randy and I went to the TV room. We had a gass of wine and put one of the vids in to watch until dinner was ready. My mouth fell open from the start of it. The first images were 3 bbc guys and all had biohazards tats just above their cocks. On then bed was a clim cute white twink tied down with his legs in the air and spread wide and his hole lubed and ready. Each of the black guys had cocks that looked to be at the smallest to be close to 10 inches long. As I watched, the first guy walked up to the twink and just rammed his cock in deep in one thrust. The twink groaned but didn't scream. The cock plowed in deep and immediately started a fast and hard fuck. Unlike many pornos this fuck only lasted about 2 minutes and the bbc guy told him he was cumming a huge poz load in his ass. I found my own cock had gotten as hard as a rock. Nigel then yelled to us that our meal was ready. As like last time, Nigel and Randy flirted a lot while we ate. This time, though, they both seemed to pay more attention to me. I found myself actually becoming more at ease with the flirting as I was sure nothing would come of it. We finished quickly and found that we had completely drained the bottle of wine. Luckily, Nigel and I actually kept up a nice small bar for entertaining. It was no problem to replenish our drinks as we went to the TV room. When we got into the room, Randy went right to the dvd player and took out the vid in it and put in the second one he had brought. We took basically the same seats we had last time. I vowed to myself to keep an eye on those two so it didn't get out of hand like last time. The movie started andit was, again, another BB poz vid. OMG, I had hoped it wasn't anything but BB. Too late now I guess. Almost immediately on the screen were two nude twinks almost like twins for Nigel and me in a way. They were soon joined by a marvelous specimen of a man, similar to Randy. BBC with a huge biohazard tattoo on his stomach and a scorpion tat that almost covered his entire chest with a dripping stinger. I heard Nigel gasp at the sight and I had, too. That BBC man approached one of the twinks and picking him up, planted a huge kiss on him. Putting him down he then pushed him to his knees and told the twink to start sucking him. As the twink gulped the BBC into his mouth, the other twink was grabbed and lifted up for a kiss. The only difference was that as they kissed, the poz man ran his hand into the twinks ass crack and the camera showed him ram two fingers up the twinks ass roughly. For some reason, this vid was turning me on terribly. The poz man backed off of the twink sucking him, and lowered the other one down and onto his huge hard cock, withdrawing his fingers and driving his cock deep into him I was rock hard and turned to see how Randy and Nigel were doing. Like last time, they were entwined together, kissing deeply and Randy's hand was again down the back of Nigels' shorts, which were halfway down his thighs. Nigel was stroking Randy's huge POZ BBC, slowly and from his moans, I just knew that Randy had at least one finger up Nigel's butt. I spoke up then, asking what the heck they thought they were doing? They broke apart quickly and guiltily. They moved apart a little and started to watch the movie. I was satisfied that it was done and turned to watch the movie which showed the poz guy just cumming in the twink and telling the other one to get ready as he was going to be fucked good next. He threw the other twink on the bed, spread his legs and rammed his huge cock into him in one mammoth thrust. This was so hot, I found myself rubbing my own small cock from it. I glanced over to our couch, again, and found that Randy and Nigel were both now completely nude with Nigel almost laying down with his legs spread wide and Randy between them and deep kissing again. I could see that Randy's cock was like a bar of steel between them and he had what looked like 3 of his fingers up Nigel's ass and one of his hands holding Nigel's leg up in the air and caressing his foot in a sensual massage. Nigel was moaning in ecstacy. I could not believe my eyes. I yelled at them again, wanting to know what the hell? They ignored me completely. I got up and almost ran to the couch and before I realized what I was saying, blabbed about the tattoo on Randy's back to Nigel. They both, either ignored me or were too far gone in lust. Randy seemed to be getting ready to penetrate Nigel's ass with his poz bbc.. I was in a panic and turned and went to the end table and opened the drawer. I grabbed a condom and turned back to them, seeing Randy rubbing his precum dripping cock on Nigel's hole. I ran over and thrust the condom in Randy's face, telling him he needed to put this on. He took it and dropped it on the floor. He then leaned back a little and grabbed my hand, pulling me closer and placing my hand against his giant cock. He pressed my fingers as far around it as he could and leaned forward guiding his cock and my hand towards Nigel's hole. As the tip hit against the opening, he let go of my hand and whispered for me to decide which direction it was going to go. I looked down into Nigel's eyes, they were filled with lust and longing, and he nodded to me. I found myself guiding and even pushing Randy's POZ BBC into Nigel's hole. As it sank in deeper and deeper, Randy reached between them and pulled my hand away. He reached up and pulled my head down, planting a big kiss on my lips. As we broke apart, I looked down to see that the entire length of his cock was buried deep into my love's ass. I gasped at the sight and looked up to see absolute amazement on Nigel's face. Then Randy started to fuck him. His astonishment at the amount of cock going in and out of him was wild. I was scared to death but also so turned on, my hard cock was almost in pain. Nigel was moaning in pleasure uncontrollably. Randy pounded his hole fast and hard. I could not fathom how he could take all of that monster cock like he was. The fucking went on and on for a good 1/2 hour. Then, like in the porn video, Randy told Nigel he was going to cum and give him his gift of poz cum. As Randy said that, my cock blew a huge load all over his back. Nigel seemed to be cumming between them from the sounds he was making. It was one of the hottest things i had ever been a part of. OMG, my safe sex love of my life and I had put the poz, no condom, cock into his hole with my own hand. I was now wondering what the hell I had done and and was Randy's load undetectable or hvl. I had to ask and the reply shocked both Nigel and me when Randy told us it was probably very high as he had been POZ for about 1 1/2 years and had never done meds. Nigel eyes were even bigger than mine at that pronouncement

Before pulling out of the 'Mother of all truck stops', Tony took the time to get me a tattoo. I already had one on my left back shoulder blade that said, "Whore #29". He had one added on my back right shoulder blade to match. It was a biohazard tattoo with Jake's initials on the inside and the date I was turned underneath. As the tattoo was still a little fresh, I still had clear plastic wrap over it. We've all been there. After he got buckled in, Jake told me to go get into the cargo trailer in the back. I stepped out of the rig with my 20 ounce soda, and walked naked without a care in the world to the rear. I was naked but didn't give a fuck who saw it. I was happy! I rolled up the door and stepped inside. As soon as I did, the door slammed behind me and locked from the outside. I heard someone click on an overhead light. I turned around and I was staring at two men - both naked. Between us, that's how I like my men. Naked. Well, naked and hard. But then again, don't you? I'd be lying if I said I had no idea this was coming (no pun intended) the moment Tony asked me to get something out of the trailer *after* buckling himself in first. There was no doubt in my mind there were naked men back here that were going to use me. It's part of why I was so happy and didn't care who saw me nude. One was a heavy set Latino man, slightly older than I, with a pot belly, thick mustache and a faded tattoo of some sort on his left forearm. It was so old I couldn't make it out. He was about average length, and cut. The other was a rail thin tall blonde with long hair down to his shoulders, clean shaven, no tattoos, also of average length but uncut. He spoke first, "Call me 'Swede', the man next to me is 'Slider'.' I raised a brow and chuckled. "You guys fighter pilots? Those sound more like call signs. Are 'Maverick' and "Ice man' dropping by later?" Slider laughed. "Yeah, Tony said you were a fucking smart ass - fortunately we like that." Swede turned around and grabbed a small, greed duffel bag he had behind him, that I had not seen as they both approached me. Swede reached into the bag and handed me something. I looked at it curiously, having no idea what it was but it was stainless steel and looked to be a cage of some sort. I shook my head. "I'm sorry...I don't understand what this is." Swede responded. "It's a chastity cage, cunt. Your first man - Jake - gave us your measurements as best he could guess, and we had it made for you...cut to your specific sizes in all regards. Well, it may be a bit small but, you'll like it. Trust me." Taking a moment I looked at it and now it made sense...it would fit my dick perfectly. It was a stainless steel, open cage design on the tube portion - as it had to be as I'm uncut and need to pull back the foreskin to clean daily. The detachable ring base was juuuust big enough to get one testicle through at a time. "So, how do I put it on? I've never worn one in my life." I asked honestly puzzled. Slider walked until he stood behind me and stood close, grabbing my arms from behind while Swede took the device from me and replied. "You don't - we force it on you." I don't know if Swede has practiced this or just done this to the other 28 bitches ahead of me but he had my legs spread, on me and LOCKED in seconds. Not being one to waste time, Slider bent me over by holding my arms up above my head, forcing me to bend at the waist. I felt the cold steel of handcuffs on my wrists. Swede pulled out a length of rope, slid it through the handcuffs, and pulled me up to where I had to stand on my tip toes, then tied it off. I was completely off balance, which I'm sure was the point. Swede came back around and stroked his cock in front of my face - slowly. I could see him actually start to grow and I smiled, looking up at him. "You shouldn't play with my food." I quipped. He smiled down at me and put his hand on the back of my head, and guided his semi-erect cock into my mouth. Like most, he teased me for a moment only going as far as half way, then pushed all the way. He was short but wide. He moved his hips in clockwise circles slowly, going into the back of my throat - holding it there for a couple seconds - then coming back out, and repeating the process. I cradled him on my tongue the way a girl should, and let him use my throat the way he wanted. I was clearly dealing with a full blown man, so I let him man. "Fuck, this bitch sucks cock like a pro." He said looking down at me. "She IS a pro, moron - she literally gets fucked for a living." Slider calmly explained, placing the head of his cock at the entrance to my ass. Did I mentioned he wasn't using lubricant? He felt thick and there was no give to his cock at all - this was going to hurt, but hurt so....... fucking............ good! My arms were extended behind my back completely and over my head, putting pressure on my shoulder blades, I'm so off balance on my toes all I can do is lean forward into Swede's cock and take him deeper into my throat to compensate for what Slider was doing with my asshole. As he pushed in, I began to feel that Slider was a lot more than average - I underestimated him. Maybe it was because he was standing in the shadows a little but, believe me, this man was much longer than I thought. Without meaning to, I began to moan as he pushed into me...and in seconds that turned into a scream. I opened my mouth all the way to let out the sound and Swede reached under me, taking my nipples in his fingers and giving them both a slow, hard twist and holding it there. "Scream, bitch - scream!" Swede said as he applied more twisting pressure to both my nipples. Slider began to move his cock in and out of my ass, though he stayed full on the strokes, his lines were straight to my prostate. He gave my ass a single, hard swat. "You heard the man. Scream!!" I let Swede's cock fall out of my mouth for a moment and screamed as loudly as I could, the sound echoing off the walls of the trailer. Tony must have heard it because he sounded the horn on the rig to disguise what it was. You have to admit, that was genius. As Slider began to work in and out of my asshole with greater pace, my own cock began to grow and it didn't take long before I realized the point of my chastity cage - it kept me from having a full erection, and from cumming. My cock growing, attempting to get out of its steel cage. It was only now that I discovered something I'd over looked when I had it in my hand only minutes earlier: Spikes! And they...........were........ sharp! They ran inside the entire length of the tube at the 12, 4, and 8 O'clock positions. You'd have thought I'd have noticed but I fucking didn't! Nope, completely missed them little bastards! The harder my cock grew, the more pain was applied along the shaft, causing more growth. It was a delicious little device, putting the wearer into a vicious cycle of never ending pleasure and pain, with the two feeding off each other. My cock never getting fully hard, only rigid enough to cause pain and fill my cage up completely. Slider grabbed the hair on the back of my head, and pulled it back as far as it would go before putting his mouth next to my ear. "What!? You thought you were going to enjoy this you fucking bitch?! You're a fucking cum rag!! The whole point of that device is to take away your sexual pleasure, you fucking bimbo!!" Swede grabbed my head away from Slider and started to out right throat fuck me as hard as he could, slamming his cock down into me. "Fucking whore! You're nothing to us but a fucking.........breeder!" His own words send him over the edge. I felt his body convulse violently. He released his hot, sticky, salty load right down my throat. No need to swallow. Or should I say no chance to swallow. I like when men do that. By leaning forward I managed to keep him in my mouth for a few more minutes, not wanting him to leave me just yet but....what's a girl to do? Slider had other ideas. He spanked me hard and twice. I could feel his skin moving back and forth along his hard muscle. His strokes were full and he drove into me hard at the end of his stroke. I could feel his sheer power as he drove deep inside of me - he wasn't holding back, pounding my asshole. He took my hair back into his hand and leaned me back as far as I could go without breaking my arms. He reached under me with his free hand and grabbed my balls. Grabbed. Seized. Squeezed until they turned purple - it's all a gray area, really. Call it what you will, he started to massage them to make my cock harder. With Swede no longer in my mouth I began to scream louder as the spikes dug into my flesh. The pain was intensely delicious! I couldn't get enough of it! I was lost in the lust, drunk from it! My legs buckled, my feet pulled off the ground and I swung in mid-air for a moment before regaining my composure. Slider adjusted quickly, in kicking my feet out from under me again. "Keep your feet off the ground, whore!". The pain was almost unbearable both on my expanding cock pushing against the spikes and my shoulder blades, but I obeyed. He grabbed onto my hips with both hands and began to.....very violently....swing me back and forth along his shaft, pushing me away and then slamming me into his rock hard cock! The way he was throbbing, he was close and wouldn't hold out much longer. "You see, Jake and Tony told us that you're the aggressor sometimes. We fucking don't LIKE that, cunt! That means you're enjoying it...and we don't want you to enjoy it. Sex isn't about you! That's what being a whore means!!!" Slider growled. I had underestimated Swede as well. He had cum but was not out of the game. He crawled under me and took over squeezing my balls as hard as he could with his strong right hand. He was stronger than he looked. "Fucking BITCH! You're WORTHLESS to us! Say it, fucking whore! Say it!" With Tony hitting the air horn in the rig again I yelled out, "I'm nothing but a fucking worthless whore! I'm a fucking cunt! Just a bitch to be fucked! I'm fuck meat!" Slider gave me one last fury of blows into my ass and I was right....he wasn't able to hold back any longer. He didn't take me deep and hold it, but rather kept pumping back and forth as hard as he could for a few more precious seconds, until he was completely drained. I'm not sure how long I hung there as I passed out from the pain - the delicious, delectable, exquisite pain! When I woke up, I was sitting in Tony's passenger side seat with cum leaking out of me and a soda in my hand. My only items of clothing were my 'bitch' collar and my new chastity device. The key hung around Tony's neck like the trophy it was.

I woke up a couple days later, still in Jakes front seat. The previous few days were a blur. I'd be awake for a few minutes then fall back asleep. I knew that fucking Jake the way I had would flood my system with more of the HIV virus, and that was the point. I wanted to make sure I had it. I'm this sick because I want to be. I'm not sure I can explain why, but once Jake told me I was HIV+, I just *wanted* him! I just needed to fuck him. A lot. It's all I wanted to do. I never desired a man like that until now but, being honest with myself, I absolutely loved having his cock between my legs. As Jake was my first time going anal, I don't know if that need stems from me being pozzed by him, or is commensurate with everyone that does anal. All I knew was, even in my current state of drifting in and out of consciousness, all I could think about was his cock. It was also the subject of most of my dreams. Jake poured some water down my throat. "You're at the point I was at when I first got it, whore. You'll bounce back but you're going to go through hell for a few more days." I looked over at him and smiled. He shot me back a look of confusion. "Why the hell are you smiling?" I chuckled. "I've never been this miserable - I've also never been this happy." It's one of the truest statements I've ever made. I reached over and unzipped his pants, taking out his cock and starting to stroke him. As sick as I was, I could at least do that much. He looked over at me briefly, long enough to see me smile, then got his eyes back on the road. "You must have been real popular in the navy, whore." I shook my head as I worked him through my hand. I kept the grip loose enough so he slid through my fingers but tight enough so that I was working the muscle. Jake's uncut, if you were wondering. I shook my head as I worked him slowly, but deeply on every stroke. "No, I was hated - for precisely the reason that I *didn't* put out. I wasn't there to fuck people, I was there to serve my country and to fulfill my oath. Men expected me to be what I am now, and I wasn't. That's not why I was there." He looked slightly confused so I continued as he became semi-erect. "Whatever I'm doing, I give myself over to it. Singular focus. When I was in the navy, I was a sailor. That's it. When I was at work in the civilian sector at my desk, I was there to work. Nothing more. Now that I'm a naked HIV+ whore, my entire life is about pleasing the men that own me. Sex isn't about me and my pleasure." He nodded as he got harder in my hand. "Yes, I've noticed that you haven't cum once in our time together. All the other bitches reach for their cocks when I'm fucking them - but not you. Your hands are always on me." I nodded, looking at how fast he was becoming rock hard. My conversation was helping. "This cock between my legs isn't my own - it belongs to the men I serve. No doubt some will want me to fuck them, and I will. But it's THEIR choice, not mine. I exist solely for sexual pleasure of others. That's my life now, Jake." He leaned back in his seat a little and began to give himself over to me. "In all seriousness cunt, you're nothing to us. You really are just fuck meat." I looked up at him. "And that's all I want, Jake. It's how I see myself. I'm a whore, nothing more." Jake was hard now so he unbuckled me, used his strong trucker arms and lifted me onto his cock so I was facing him. "You'd die without us." I nodded as I slid him full on into me. "I was dead before you found me, Jake. Now I'm alive for the first time. I have no illusions, I'm going to die fucking some man - or men - I don't know. It's going to be in someone's truck or overseas but it will happen. I wouldn't have it any other way, stud." Calling him that caused him to throb hard inside of me. I felt it throughout my body. I decided to push him a little further. "What usually happens to your bitches?" He took a hand off the wheel and placed it on my hip, guiding me up and down. "We keep you viraled up like you are now. I'll be handing you off to Tony in a town outside Atlanta." It takes all my focus but I start to ride him with more rhythm. "Tell me about Tony." For a moment his eyes closed, lost in lust. I felt his cock throbbing a bit harder. "As small as your dick is, he's going to put you in chastity and he's going to leash you. He's known to have a higher viral count than me which means you're going to feel worse than you do now." I push down hard and held him deep, then kissed him softly on the lips. "You didn't answer my question - what really happens to bitches like me? What happened to the other 28?" I started to nibble on his ear lobe. He pulled his head back and looked me in the eyes - to be more accurate, he looked *through* my eyes and straight into my soul. "Most don't last more than a couple years. We keep you as you are now, your T cell count slowly dropping. None of us give a shit - we're just going to use you bitch, and when we're done..." I put my mouth next to his ear and whispered. "Then what....................................................................................... stud?" He grunted - even growled before replying."Then we sell you. To our friends in south east asia. The kind that run brothels full of AIDS infected whores. You'll spend all day just being fucked by one man after another, after another until you've got nothing left to give - you're all used up." He said as he was close to cumming hard. I looked into his eyes. "Finish it." He lowered his head into the nape of my neck. "You vanish. Without a trace. No one gets out alive." I summoned my strength, raised my body up high and dropped down quickly twice. It was all he needed. He screamed loudly as he came deep inside of me, my arms wrapped around him. With my mouth next to his ear I whispered, "That's it....give me all of you. Pump your toxic seed deep inside of me." Let me feel you the way your wife never can. He pulsated hard a few more times, his muscle moving against the inside of me, filling me again with his cum. He whispered, "We're going to enjoy destroying you, cunt." I waited until had gone soft, then I rolled off of him and back into my seat, keeping my legs closed tightly to keep in his seed. "Not as much as I will, Jake. I'm definitely getting the better end of this deal." Before drifting back off to sleep.

Want that gono puss in my hole.

I played with one once at the baths. I honestly had no clue he was trans. Just thought he was cute and a little beefy and hairy. Had a bit of a shock when I reached under his towel expecting to grab his dick and found a bonus hole instead. Stopped a minute and figured "what the hell, he's here b/c he's horny too". So ended up playing and fingering him and ask if it was good as I'd never seen/touched/fingered one before. He was gasping and moaning yes yes it's good so I'm like great I'm a natural LOL He did want me to top him but it was when I was leaving and after bttming and cumming twice and lots of poppers it just wouldn't happen. Wish I could find one now to play and fuck all 3 holes

I came out to my kids when they were old enough to ask me, "Why don't you have a girlfriend". I did explain to them that I had tried not to be gay and that was how I came to be married to their mother. I told my oldest daughter who is a step parent adoption when she was 16 because in the heat of an argument my wife threatened to tell her. So I difused the threat by telling her myself. She has told me since that from that day forward she knew she could tell me anything. Raising the two little ones as a single parent I was not about to live my life in the closet in my own family. They were not really ok with it when I first started dating again. I never exposed them to the revolving door that is the typical gay relationship. I didn't introduce them to men until it got to at least 4-5 dates. Topdawg is the only man from my porn career that they have met and of course they had no idea we were #1 on xtube at the time. I've never moved a man in. This one particular fuck buddy that my daughter asked about is the only one who has been consistent even though I have dated men in the course of the time we've been fucking. Many times part of the thrill with him is that one or both of us has often been cheating on someone else. I made a short snapchat video with my son last night. He has quite a following and is also big on youtube. I realized when he posted it that I just created an opportunity for the dreaded exposure of my online porn career. I doubt his followers watch my videos but I would not be happy to be recognized from that and embarass him. I've created quite the tangled web here. As my son was explaining his followers and subscribers and how to monetize a youtube page I wanted to blurt out "I've had 8 milion views on my blog and xtube!" lol. But I am holding that back as my defense in case it does come to light. Wow, I've gone off on a tangent. Life is a trip when you have kids. I highly recommend it.