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I was actually feeling super slutty for the whole week and i sucked a random guy from grindr yesterday. But tonight i wanted to please more than 1 man. So first i met with my regular fwb ,who picked me up and we drove into the woods. We went on the back seat,where i started sucking and deepthroating his cock. I wanted to make sure that he will enjoy in a good,long and sloppy blowjob. It was a bit of challenge to suck him for long ,as my jaw still hurts from the long blowjob i gave yesterday. But i did nonetheless. After some time my FWB was ready to fuck me,so we went out and i leaned onto the trunk of his car and offered my ass to him while standing.He lubed me up and showed his cock into me. It hurt me a bit ,but my buddy always notices when it hurts ,so he was gentle and gave me the time to adjust wo me having to say anything. Ater a sec, he started pounding me rough ,as he always does, so i was moaning from pleasure. My perfectly clean and very wet ass was all sloppy as he was pounding me. After a while, he held onto my hips ( i love it when he does that) ,started to really pound me rough, until he stopped balls deep in me as he was filling me with cum. He pulled it out ,we got dressed and got home. Before i met with my regular fwb ,i had arranged a hookup with my other semi-regular 19 yr old top, that we we'll fuck and he wanted ,for me to come to him pre-filled with cum ,and still wet from the fuck i had before. This was actually this guys wish for quite some time now ,but we didn't really arrange it yet. I drove to his place, parked nearby and walked to his place. As i was walking i could feel my smooth and creamy asscheeks rubbing against each-other and i felt so slutty,knowing that i was just fucked and am going for the sloppy seconds. When i came to his place ,he was already waiting me naked on bed. I got undressed ,went on all 4 and started sucking him. After a while he grabbed my head and begun deepthroating me. After that, i had to go on the floor into the doggy and lean over the bed. He lubed me ,fingered me a bit ,showed it in and started pounding my sloppy ass. He was really passionate and i loved the feeling of his body on mine as i was pressed against the bed. Soon he filled me with his cum and i could feel it was a lot. Sex didn't last for long but i enjoyed it nonetheless. When we dressed ,we talked for a bit and then i left ,walked to my car thinking about what a great experience it was ,and that the 3 of us gotta get together next time, so they'll properly tag teamed me in a threesome. When i got home it was the time to clean up ,i pushed the cum out and was impressed bcs it was much more than i'd expect from 2 loads.

Exactly! I mean it's like a switch went off in my head when I found out I was POZ. Suddenly it was like I was given a new mission in life and it was to convert as many men as possible. It was like the virus had taken over my brain and now I am obsessed with breeding all the time. Suddenly it all made sense: why I have a crazy high sex drive and the ability to cum so heavily and reload instantly- I am a fucking stud built to fuck and give my virus new hosts to infect.

Last night got hit up on Scruff by a hot cub who was very direct... his first words were he wants to breed me. Got ready and went over his place, and he also invited a hot daddy over. Daddy had a very nice thick cock and was the first to fuck me. He took his time pounding me and had me begging for his load. Once he bred me, the host had me clean up daddy’s cock while he shoved his cock inside me. He didn’t last long, but I got what I wanted... a sloppy cum filled hole. When I got back home my bf fucked my sloppy hole and added the third load of the night. Then I found out he got bred by a hot top while I was getting fucked 😈

Back in the boring naive neg days with my ex I was too subconscious to try dirty talk except "am going to come" Fast forward to trying BB and every chem I could get my hands on and it turns out fags were really eager to hear me be vocal about my alpha cock breeding their hole. Of course being HnH I said every sick twisted thing I was thinking without a filter or feeling embarrassed and what was weird was how much I LOVED it. Now I love being as vocal as possible, fuck, the dirtier the better. Poz talk is insanely hot because I can tell the faggot I am about to convert what I am doing and they are paralysed with fear and hunger for more of my cock. I actually love the switch as I can act all innocent and romantic with guys and be really tender, but when I am fucking I really get off on being vocally nasty and saddistic. Oh man, the look of fear and confusion in the guy's face is priceless!

My BF was away for a 2 days so I wanted to treat him with a cum filled hole when he returns home in a couple of hours so I was taking loads all day since I woke up. Currently plugged with 9 loads in me and 2 more guys (a couple I know) are on the way to DP me and fill my hole up with their loads. Cant wait to push all the loads out straight into my BF’s mouth! 🐽 💦 x

Been in Hong Kong for the last 24 hours and have a dripping hole for most of it! Cock 1 - Philippino guy on his way home to his wife drops by to dump a load. Door ajar and ass up dumping situation. Cock 2 & 3 - local HK uncles at the public showers ... both small cocks but load givers Cock 4 - fellow resident in same hotel, think Irish. White load mixed with 3 Asian loads ...some sleep... Cock 5 - Asian American on his way to the office Cock 6 - the boyfriend of the Asian American (sent by him because of the wetness of my hole) - fed some of the wetness to me! Think he got off on the fact he was breeding me on top of his boyfriends baby makers Cock 7 - young Dutch tourist needing release 7 loads and a very sore but pleasurably sore hole... cum dripping down my legs Need to empty the hole and start again!

It s exactly what I feel ! The virus change me on a top breeder

Pandora's Box Pure fiction! I was on my way home from work one Saturday night when I passed by my favorite book store, which by chance, I hadn't visited for quite some time. I was pleasantly surprised to see the parking lot was full, so I decided to take a look around. Entering the store, I knew I would need some one dollar bills to feet the video machines, so I approached the man seated on a stool behind the counter to break the twenty that was in my pocket. The clerk was stocky, had a big beer belly and, to my amazement, was naked from the waist down, and he had been stroking a nice, big, fat cock. It turns out he had been watching a bareback video of a group of men gangbanging a guy. "Private party tonight. We're closed." He looked me up and down his eyes settling on my crouch which was starting to bulge. I didn't look up as my gaze was focused on his cock. Something about his brazen behavior encouraged me to comment "Damn, I was really looking forward to sucking some cock tonight," adding "That's a hot video you're watching. Makes me wish I was getting fucked bareback by all those cocks." "You got any stds?" he asked. "Been tested?" "No, and yes, I'm clean" I replied. "Show me" he said. He could tell I was confused by his order, so he added "Take of your clothes and show me your cock and ass." Now I hesitated, not sure if he was joking. "You said you wished you we're getting gangbanged bareback so let me see if you look like the kind of fuck pig we like." I've only been fucked a few times and the thought of getting used by more than one guy had my cock straining to get loose. Although I'm over 60 I'm still in very good shape. I keep my ass, balls and cock shaved and I'm always being told how sexy I am. "I'm told I am very fuckable." I was wearing only a pair of gym shorts, a tee shirt and sneakers, so I slipped my shorts down and my seven inch cock was already sticking straight out. I am naturally smooth and have almost no hair from my neck to my crotch. The clerk definitely approved as his cock jumped to full attention. I bent over and spread my ass cheeks, giving him a view of my little brown fuck hole. No sooner had I done this than he spat in his palm and lubed-up my ass, massaging my hole with his index finger, probing deeply, and then offering me his finger to suck. "Lick bitch," he ordered as he stuck it in my mouth. I did as I was told. His finger, of course, smelled and tasted like my ass. I greedily sucked away. He apparently liked what I was offering 'cause he remarked "The fuck pig who was supposed to be here tonight didn't show so you get to take his place," adding "There are about 15 guys back the back now with more on the way." "Has everyone been tested for HIV?" I asked. "Positively" he replied. "We want to treat that negative cunt of yours properly," as he picked up a black felt marker and briefly wrote on my ass cheeks. "What are you writing?" I asked. "'Bareback fuck pig' and 'Cum here' with an arrow to your fuck hole. We want to make sure everyone knows you want your ass filled with spunk." "Now we need something nasty for your face". "How about", "clean your fuck stick here" with an arrow to your mouth? "Fuck stick AND ass cleaner". I suggested. "You are a nasty little faggot fuck pig aren't you". "I am" I replied. He used the market to write the message on my face. Well let's not keep them waiting. Leave your shorts and shirt here. You won't be needing them. Lose your shoes and socks as well". We went back past the video booths to the end of the hall and through a door into a large dimly lit room. There were 4 large screen tvs on the far wall providing the only illumination in the room. I was unable to see anything except the tvs. One was showing a compilation of asses oozing cum. Another was showing a gang bang scene, muscle tops barebacking a twink. The third was a compilation of ass to mouth action. The fourth screen was almost black but I could vaguely make out what looked like a short tall bench. "Fresh meat boys" my guide said. What the fuck am I doing I thought? I'm about to fuck God knows how many strangers bareback, suck strangers cocks and lick asses. I'd never fucked more than one cock at a time and I had no idea if my ass was up for the pounding it was going to get. Oh well, what the fuck, at least they had all been tested. I'd been very lucky as I always let anybody fuck me bareback. "Where'd you get him?" Someone asked. "Totally shaved just like we like them". "The dumb pig cum bucket just walked in". "Said anyone could fuck his negative cunt bareback as long as they were tested". "Wants to rim our asses to". "If they are clean" I added. "Oh we will make sure they are cleaned properly". "What about lube? I didn't bring any". "We got any of our special lube? "Yeah, it was a very busy day in the video booths. " Everyone laughed. "It's edible, smells and taste like cum. I've loaded it into this squirting dildo. What do you think?" He held a cock shaped dildo up to my face and pressed a plunger at the bottom. A clear liquid oozed from from the hole in the tip of the phalanx. It smelled like cum. I licked it and it tasted like cum. "Wow! Smells and tastes like the real thing". "Bend over Cumbag"."Time to lube your cum pit". I bent over and he placed the dildo at the opening of my joy hole. He depressed the plunger as he worked the dildo into my cock pit. He would push it in pull it out, squirt some more lube on the opening then push it in again until he finally had all 6 inches of the dildo in my fuck hole. "Fuck that feels good". "I think I'm ready for the real thing. " He pulled it out and stuck it in my mouth. It tasted like cum and shit hole. "Lick it clean pig". "Now face down on the fuck bench". There were rails along the side for my knees and with my knees up close to my chest it left my fuck hole fully exposed and open to be fucked. The bench was supported by a hydraulic piston on each end which allowed it to be raised or lowered to get either of my fuck holes to the right height. "Ready to get your ass bred?" I nodded. "Beg for it. " "Fuck my ass.""Pump it full of cum"."seed it deep with your spunk" No sooner had I spoken then a cock was rammed hard into my man cunt. "You like that cock in your faggot cum dump cunt" "Fuck yes, it feels so fucking good". "Fuck me hard and deep. Breed my fuck hole". "You like getting fucked by a strangers bareback?" "Yes use me like a piggy sissy boy cum bucket" He started hammering my hole hard and deep. "Beg for it cunt, beg to be fucked hard and deep". "Yes, fuck me hard and deep. Drain your balls". "I want all your cum deep inside my ass". "How did bareback a cum dump pussy boy like you keep from getting the bug?" "Only let hiv negative guys fuck me". I replied. I had to admit fucking strangers bareback with the very real possibility of getting pozed was a turn on. The danger just added to the thrill. " His thrusts were slowing down and he moved cock side to side and up and down as he ground his hard throbbing cock inside my fuckhole. "Well here's your first load of poz spunk you dumbass Cumbag ". A chant of "Poz the cunt"rose from the group of men surrounding us. My own cock was getting even harder. "Look at his cock" someone said. "It likes poz cum". The guy with his cock buried in my ass let out a deep guttural moan and I could feel his cock head swell as he released a huge load of his demon seed deep in my bowels. He kept his cock there until all his poz spunk had been drained in my fuck hole. To be continued.

After a hot passionate, sexy and piggy session with my amazing partner that started with me sitting on the rim chair and letting go of 13 loads that I collected for him during the day straight to his loving mouth, then snowballed it back and forth, having a rough quick fuck till he nutted deep in me his 3 days load and then kept going with a long passionate love making that we exchanged loads (he shot 4 loads and I did 3 times). Then we both relaxed in the jacuzzi with a bottle of red and now we’re just laying in bed, totally spent and exhausted, me with a well used, sore (in the good way) hole 🐽 what a wonderful feeling having my partner next to me. x

I love both, honestly. I love the surprise of a new anon fuck. How will he feel.What will his cock be like, Big load? ...but with a repeat, I'm always seeing if I can improve. What can he not resist? Can I make him cum when he wants to wait? Can I make him blow inside me and keep fucking? Can I milk the biggest load he's ever shot out of him? I have a couple of regulars that beeline for me when they see me in a bath or bookstore (humble brag). LOVE that! Cum get it!

spending all weekend in the bathhouse on gay pride weekend and taking over 150 loads from totally anonymous strangers including 92 loads in 24 hours from random bathhouse guys without seeing the faces of almost any of the guys who fucked me

My all time favourite- I was riding this bloke's cock in a video cabin when he popped me one on the ass, real hard and snarled, "Loosen that shit up! Stop trying to trick me, I know you're a whore!"

Art followed Nate's gaze down to his own shorts, noticed his woody, turned red. "Hey, really, I'm sorry I shocked you out of your climb. Just never seen a near naked guy on the face of a cliff." Standing up, Nate towered over Art, his broad shoulders casting a shadow over the little rock stud. Art was dwarfed and for the first time in his life felt vulnerable. His nipples stood erect as the black giant blocked the sun's warmth. "Uhhh... don't worry about it" Art countered. He'd never been so physically close, let alone exposed, to an african american. Art couldn't move. He found himself staring eye level into a sweaty t-shrit hugging huge square pecs. Art gulped searching for words. "Hey lemme introduce myself, I'm Nate" offering a big hand. "My name's Art" Art returned the courtesy, held out his own smaller, chalk covered paw which was enveloped and purposefully crushed affirming just who was dominant in this little exchange. Art squeezed back as strong as he could to show he's no wimp and was roughly pulled in closer to the giant. "Now that's a grip" admired Nate. "You know, the climbing....develops the hand's tarsels" Art explained, still overwhelmed. "Don't let me stop your climbing, little guy. You mind if I stuck around and watch?" Nate released the captive hand. "Uhhh..sure, no problem" Art eyed the black man suspiciously. "But let me give you a few pointers on spotting if your gonna hang out below me" "What'dya mean spotting?" Nate asked innocently. "Well, in bouldering, the guy below spots. That is, it's his job to cushion the fall of the guy on rock, give encouragement, and yeah push him to go harder, to the limit" Art turned around and walked back over to the rock.. "Let me show you. Get on the rock". Art motioned Nate to follow and pull his big body onto the face of the rock. "What the hey..." Nate obeyed, walked over, and pointedly brushed his bigger body up behind Art as he reached up to grab a hold, searched for a foot perch, and mimicked to his best ability, a climbers position. "That's it" approved Art, marveling at the size of this guy's arms. "Now the spotter stands behind & below his rock buddy, arms up & ready to catch or push, should his partner fall" Art explained, reaching up, palms forward and pushed on the massive black back in front of him, to show him he was there. "Now reach for a new hold above" Art pointed. Nate reached for a hold 2 feet up, followed with his left foot, held himself, then felt the knob he was holding onto loosen from his full weight and break off. Nate found himself falling onto the rock stud below who, not only cushioned the impact, but also held his own against a body that outweighed him by at least 100 pounds. Art nearly flipped backward spotting Nate's fall. He had some softball size biceps in his grip, a satisfying reversal of the situation only ten minutes before. Art was pretty impressed by this bench press grown mass but knew that men of muscle like Nate always had a hard time on a vertical face. The bulk prevented rock intimacy. Big guys just weren't flexible like the little wiry guys. "Wanna have another go?" Art challenged Nate, letting go of the big guy's arms. "Not yet" Nate felt outgunned on rock. Besides he'd rather be behind that little body. He put an arm over Art's shoulders and angled him toward the place where he'd just fell. "Let's see how I spot now, instead. Why don't you get that little butt back on the wall, and see how I do". "No problem". Art decided to take advantage of the big guy's spot, get a good workout in, and not worry about some risky moves given the guy below could no doubt catch a fall now. Art moved into a problem that he knew would impress Nate. Might as well show off his skills as well as his ass. Nate positioned himself behind and below Art, big arms up, palm on Art's lower back, showing the little guy he was prepared. Nate watched as the rock monkey moved effortlessly across the face of the ridge, clinging to holds the big guy could barelysee. Nate noted the way Art's back muscles and those on tense forearms looked like knotted rope. He got closer. Art could feel Nate's breath on his back, definitely the closest spot he'd ever received. He didn't mind when he felt big palms giving support and a light push during a long reach. Art pulled himself up above an overhang and looked down at Nate who was now taking off his shirt. "Jesus, Nate, your huge. You a bodybuilder?" Nate flexed his sweating pecs for Art. "You like that, huh, little guy?" "Pretty impressive, that's all" Art laughed and went back to the problem. As he climbed around he felt Nate's eyes on him; felt himself get hot and start up a good sweat. Art had a few boyfriends in the past but they were more his size. His last boyfriend was a smaller asian the year above him in college. The guy had tried to take his cherry once but the condom was too big for his small cock and Art wouldn't let him fuck him raw. Trying to show off He moved through a series of moves that stretched, pulled, and bunched his arms and legs to the point, that all his muscles were screaming. Art was getting a great workout, knew that he'd be too weak to move after he'd finished giving Nate a good show of his own fine physique. He pushed himself hard in competitive exhibition. As Art moved lower, Nate moved closer, right behind Art's ass, which was now at about level with the big guy's face. Nate couldn't help but lean in for a smell of his clean sweaty tight ass. Nate was well beyond arousal by this point, watching the little stud move across the rock. Here in front of his own nose, as seen through the rip in the backside, Art's butt muscles rippled. Nate brought his left hand up to Art's sweaty back, savoring the feel, and couldn't resist a squeeze of that fine bubble butt with his right. He had to breed this boy. Art laughed "Hey, watch it it. That's no spot. I'd call that a definite feel." He kept on climbing amused by the aggressiveness of this giant. "Mmmm" Nate groaned and started giving Art some sneaky pokes, and running fingers on known ticklish areas. It had been a good thirty minutes of bicep crunching, by the time Nate started copping feels, and Art's arms were screaming. When he felt big fingers stream across his lower abs, he couldn't help laughing. Unintentionally, he let go and fell into Nate's waiting embrace. Nate pulled a laughing Art against his chest and held the little rock stud suspended as he sniffed his captive's neck. He felt Art freeze and could sense the guy was intimidated by his loss of control and the enormous size differential; exactly Nate's intent. He lowered Art slowly ensuring that the little guy's exposed crack slid down along Nate's stiff shaft. Art felt Nate's huge and very hard dick slide up his butt as Nate too slowly lowered him to the ground. Now Art was scared. He squirmed free from the giant's hands, turned around and looked up at Nate to see some hungry eyes looking down into his own. Art had never experienced (or at least recognized) a stare directed for his pleasure like this before. He felt an odd rush ot his loins, and couldn't hold the gaze. He lowered his eyes down Nates own ripped abs and followed a line of kinky black hairs that tapered downward into very stretched blue running shorts. Art had never seen a cock so big, outlined so clearly in cotton. That cock pointed straight his way. "Uhh..well I think I'll call it a workout. Sure appreciate the spot" Art stammered as he turned to go get his gear and get the fuck outa dodge. Nate knew if he didn't move fast, the moment would be lost. The little man looked quick and Nate didn't know if he could keep up with a scared rabbit in this terrain. He grabbed Art's upper arm and pulled the little man closer. "Lemme brush you off". Nate began rubbing dirt from the rock stud's backside. "This rock climbing is a muscle-driven sport. Jesus, what an ass". "Uhh huh"...Art gulped as the giant squeezed his tight round cheeks, terrified as he was lifted slightly off his feet. His mind said run but he couldn't move. This guy was huge. The black man moved his sweaty hands up, enclosed his thick fingers around Art's pumped biceps, squeezed. Male scent filled Art's senses. He looked up again into the hungriest of eyes. Never had he been so confused, so aroused. "You know, I really think I better be going". Art pulled out of Nate's grip and turned around. "I don't think so." Before Art was two feet away, Nate reached from behind and grabbed the little man's face, pulling him back against his body, his other arm reaching around the rock stud's arms and chest. Art could only grab the giant's forearm that encircled him as he was lifted off his feet. A sweaty palm the size of Art's face covered his mouth, preventing him from yelling. Art could feel the giant's heartbeat as his back gripped Nates chest. Art arched and squirmed but was plainly overpowered. Nate loved the feel of the wiggling little hard body he now controlled. He felt his dick grow and lifted the guy's exposed ass up higher till his erection stood up between his new rock toy's thighs, licking the kids neck, digging his nose into an ear orifice. "Ahhhhhh....you get used to the feel of my big black dick, rock baby, get the feel of it good. I'm gonna stick my shaft so far up your fine ass, you'll feel it in the back of your throat". Art felt a panic as someone else's huge fucking erection came up between his legs. He couldn't comprehend a cock this size entering his asshole and struggled harder. The Black giant carried him over to the base of Hoodoo Ridge where an overhang formed a semi cave. He lowered Art and forced him down on his stomach. Art could barely breath as 240 pounds of black muscle straddled his back. Art could feel Nate taking off those too-tight shorts of his with one hand as the other pushed him deep in the leaf litter below. Art flinched when a big black mushroom cock head slapped his face. His big meat exposed to the swaety air, Nate then grabbed the little mans hair pulling the head back as he rubbed those tight round buns with his other hand. He pushed his throbbing shaft up between the little man's hard legs again, smearing his toxic pre-cum along the way. He bent around planted his mouth over the little one below and forced his tongue in quivering lips. Art couldn't breathe as this boa tongue filled his mouth, moved down his throat. The giant was breathing in, sucking every last molecule of oxygen from his lungs. Art was mortified to feel his own dick grow to full attention. This was rape. How could he be full on excited? "You want my big black dick up your ass, don't you rock baby. You want to feel me impregnate you with my shaft. You ain't never gonna walk or climb the same after I finish fucking your ass, white boy. You are mine. And I'm gonna take you as my bitch now, make your man ass, my own private pussy" "Please I haven't done that before", gasped Art. While he'd had boyfriends they'd only ever made out. One of them had rimmed him and the only guy to try was the asian whose cock was too small to use a condom so Art had refused. Ignoring Art's pleaseNate spit on his hand, found Art's puckered asshole, rubbed gooey juice toloosen it up, jammed a thick finger up the little man's tight hole. Art yelled in pain. Nate didn't stop and started to aggressively finger fuck this tight ass moving his thick finger further up that tight warm love tube aiming to scrape and abrade the tight tender tissue. He aimed a second finger, squeezed it in, jammed it up, and continued the digit probe. "It's been a while since i took a cherry, and I'm going to love planting my DNA deep inside your busted hole". Art had never felt fingers up his ass. The pain, the nasty pleasure, the prostate rubbing was too much. He felt his balls throb and cummed involuntarily into forest duff beneath him. Nate felt the little man arch back and knew he'd made him spurt jizz. He rolled the little man over, grabbed those slim hips and lifted the little guy's slight bleeding ass up to his face. Art was still jerking from his cum and felt helpless as he was held up by big hands, his butt in a strange man's face. Nate licked around Art's puckered rose, blew warm breath on his new pussy, and watched it quiver in anticipation. Nate loved to look at the entrance of his dick's target. He reamed his long tongue into the hole and felt hands reach up around his 19" guns. Art, upside down, his head resting against black thighs,an engorged cock poking his shoulder blades, felt the tongue enter his ass. It felt like a snake and he reached up to grab the black man's arms. If his own biceps were baseballs, the ones holding him airborne were softballs. No, soccer balls. Art felt like he was gonna cum again and did, shooting back over his head onto Nate's thigh's and the ground below. "Please stop i don't want to be fucked" Pleaded a winded Art, struggling to breath in his bent double position. "You've already got off on my fingers now its my turn"

'What the fuck did I just do?' I thought. I had just let a stranger fuck me bareback and now he just told me he had filled my ass with poz spunk. Fucking strangers bareback was like playing Russian roulette but a lot more fun. You never know if there was a live round in the chamber and now I had had a live round fired up my ass. I looked around the room wondering if they were all poz. "We're all toxic, cumbag and you're going to get at least one load from all of us. Check out the screen" and he pointed to a TV on the wall. It was my ass on the screen. He had written neg cunt for poz spunk with an arrow to my fuck hole. Then I saw someone make a mark for the first load. I started to say something but he had his cock up to my mouth telling me to lick it clean. His cock tasted like ass and cum and it was getting me even more excited. He growled "Smile fuck pig. This is a live cam show! Now, beg for more poz seed." Why was the thought of getting my ass used as cum dump for poz seed getting me so turned on? And doing it on a live cam show. All I knew was that I was craving to be fucked and pozzed, so I found myself responding "Yes, fuck my cunt with your poz infected cock and fill me up. Plant that bug deep in my ass. I want all your toxic poz sperm in my ass." Another cock was rammed up my ass. It hurt like hell but I loved it. "I've got a weeks worth of cum saved up for you, cumbag" he snarled as he rammed his hard rod deep into my fuck hole. Unbidden, words came from my lips: "Give it to me hard and deep. Fuck yeah, ram your poz infected fuck stick into my cunt and plant your seed good and deep! Bug my hole, you mother fucker! Fill my cunt with that satanic toxic poz spunk." His pace slowed as he let out a deep guttural moan and I felt his balls release their full load of spunk in my ass. I reached between my legs and squeezed his balls, commanding "Every last drop, mother fucker!" I kept his balls in a firm grip until he was thoroughly drained. He came around and presented his cum-and-ass-slime coated cock for me to clean-up. Which, of course, I did. Even as I did so, however, another cock had been shoved up my ass. It must have been huge and I gasped. As I was trying to catch my breath someone else went down on his knees in front of me, spread his ass cheeks, and commanded me saying "Lick my fuck hole, you faggot pig." I started licking his ass probing it with my tongue. He pulled away for a second so I could get a look at his fuck hole. A bio hazard tattoo surrounded his fuck hole, the tissue of which was swollen and had obviously been fucked a lot. He pushed his ass back into my face. "Lick my toxic bug infected hole, yeah, get your tongue in good and deep." His ass was sweaty and strongly smelled, so I hesitated, but when he grunted "Clean my shit hole good you faggot fuck pig," I slid my tongue in his hole, even as my ass was being pounded hard and deep. Some one grabbed my head and thrust a cock into my face, saying "Spit on that fuck stick and lube it up." I did as I was told. It was a nice cock about seven inches in length. There was a scorpion tattoo on the top of the shaft and lightning bolt tattoos on the sides. The shaft was thick but the head was huge. I started to put it in my mouth to suck on it but he pulled away saying "Not yet bitch. You can lick it after I fuck that sperm dump you been lickin'." With that he straddled the guy whose ass I had been licking and pushed the big cock head into the toxic fuck hole. He had to push hard to get that monster cock head in but finally he managed and his whole cock slid in up to his balls which were bigger than any balls I've ever seen on a man. "Now lick my balls while I dump my toxic seed in this cum dump." I did as I was told licking his huge sweaty balls. The guy pounding his cock in my cum pit slowed his pace and held it in as deep as he could get as his balls released a torrent of hot toxic sperm deep in side my fuck canal. I could feel his cock head pulse over and over again as he just kept squirting more and more of bug infected cum up my ass. I could feel his hot seed running down my balls as it leaked out past his cock with each pulse. Someone wiped the cum off my balls and smeared it all around the ass, balls and cock that were in my face. Greedily I consumed it all. No sooner was the spent cock withdrawn from my cunt was it was replaced by another that felt like it was almost as large as the previous cock. Meanwhile the bull who had his ass in my face let out a moan and emptied his balls into that toxic bug hole, moaning "Oh fuck that feels good." Then he withdrew his cock and presented his slimy, cum and ass juice covered cock, for me to clean-up. As I took it into my mouth I noticed he was still drooling cum as he ordered "Time for you to give some back fuck pig! Stick your negative cock in that poz bug pit." Now I just love sticking my cock in a cum filled fuck hole but I also love licking cum from a freshly fucked ass. There was cum dripping out of his fuck hole and it just looked so fucking hot. I leaned forward to lick it but was grabbed roughly. "What the fuck do you think you're doing piggy? Did you hear anyone ask you to lick that poz pit? Don't worry you'll get as much bug juice to drink as you can handle! Now, fuck that bug hole!" I straddled him and slid my cock up his infested cum pit. This left my ass exposed and I was immediately rewarded with another cock in my ass. "Ohh fuck yes" I gasped, adding "Fuck me with another poz infected dick, man. Fuck me! Bug my hole with your poz injector death stick." "You like that AIDS maker in your ass faggot?" "Yes, infect me with your AIDS bug!" My cock was ass deep in poz ass as my own ass was being pounded. I pushed back against the cock in my ass so I could work my own cock in and out of the bug hole I was fucking. Each time I pushed my cock in I could feel the bug infected poz cum being forced up inside my dick. I imagined millions of poz bugs clambering to get inside me to feed on my balls from the inside. The pozzer in my ass rammed his cock in balls deep and ground it around in circles. The guy I was fucking was pushing back so I couldn't move in and out of his ass. He tightened his ass on my cock as I felt the fuck stick in my ass start to pulse and I knew I was getting another load of faggot death in my ass. The sensations were so intense. This was the most incredible sex I had ever had. I felt the cum in my balls boiling and ready to erupt. "Oh my fucking God" I grunted as I unleashed burst after burst of my cum into the poz-infected fuck pit.

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

i fucking love this advice, the only thing that would make it better for me is to ask your Top to give you a ruined orgasm to help train and condition you to meet their desire.

Love that! that's such a turn on passing someone later and not knowing if they bred the hell out of you earlier. A smile from a passerby... is he being friendly or did he wreck your hole before and knows what a cumdump you are....

Definitely prefer anon. Nothing better than going to the sauna, getting in the sling and putting a blindfold on - waiting on my Top(s) I also have a guy i met on a cruising site - faceless, pretty blank profile. We met up outdoors a few years ago outside and i got naked in the spot he told me to go to and put my blindfold on. He fucked me that night and loaded me up. I must have taken about 50 loads at least from him now over the years - never seen him, never spoken except online, no fucking idea who he is. Turns me on so much knowing there is a guy out there who absolutely knows me and has dumped his load in me but i have no clue at all! So yeah.... anon for me all day long please!!

I LOVE this. I've had a few buds that I got to pig out with - whore each other out and share tops with at the big events - IML, MAL, Decadence, etc. Its good for the tops too to have a choice of holes. Ive ended up taking many a load form a man who was initially more interested in the buddy, but then watched me take it and had to get some. Likewise, I've had regulars seed my buddy cause he looked so hot getting bred. I share well and love to eat cummy holes!

On Tuesday I hooked up with a cute older guy who had a long thick dick. His grindr profile said it was 9.5 inches and I believe it because it was a monster. I sucked it for a little bit, then I fingered my hole with lube and rubbed it all over the outside, too. When I sat on it, I had to take my time and get used to it because it was so thick at the base. He was laying on his back so I did all of the work and started to ride it up and down. I thought he would never cum. It was a really great ride and I orgasmed twice in the first 10 minutes, but after that I was starting to get tired and sweaty. I'm not exaggerating when I say I was loving it and hating it. It felt so good but my abs started to cramp up and my hole was making fart noises for most of the ride. When he finally came I was so pooped that I laid on the bed and held my stomach to try to get it to stop hurting. After I left he messaged me on grindr to ask how it was and I had to admit that I was completely satisfied and definitely want to hook up with him again. Only next time I want him to put me on my back and do all the work.

I rarely wear deodorant and my pits are pretty rank within a day of showering. Then oddly, they taper-off a bit and enter a tolerability zone that the men I interact with really like. Personally, I think they always smell fucking fine.

Call me queer, kinky or twisted but I'm just about opposite. Uncut guys fucking my hole especially if they slather on too much lube feels just like they are 'jacking themselves off', with virtually no 'skin-on-skin' friction. Over time I have developed a preference for CONTACT SPORT with rugged, well-used, leathery, tightly-cut cocks! The ultimate in ASS-ault weapons. Taking their sweet time getting a nut! Just slapping on enough spit to prime the jaded fucker's ambitions and his high-impact rape-tool! SKIN-ON-SKIN rutting without me flinching. My ass seems to almost 'salivate' in anticipation, especially when the dude has a big flaring head or fat/THICK, ass-stretching shaft. Once he starts to precum or blows his first load, I'm primed for prolonged action. It took me a long time to condition myself for the bad boys. My two or three regulars go in raw and spit-lubed. Lube is there but mostly for the random guys who might join still a bit new to orgy action and who have trouble staying all hard when my hole is pulling an 'extra-tight' attitude... It still does that as I have developed a GOOD GRIP with my kegel exercises lol As a committed sports-fucker (all sex is sport, despite being in a relationship) It intrigues me to think that my tender ass-cunt mucus membrane offers virtually no 'protection' of any kind against the penetrating, promiscuous, RUGGED champ-cock. I'm not 'out-to-get-bugs' but his champ-DNA is definitely staying in my hole and dude is (at least in my mind) transferring his seasoned brotherhood legacy over to me... to full absorption. I suppose commercial lube would also ruin the 'flavor' for those who love to get into 'sloppy seconds', sniff and taste 'the other buck' or even lap it all up before sticking their own by then raging hard cocks right on top of natural wonder they enjoy sniffing...

I can LOOK innocent but it's all am illusion because I am a dirty fucking pig addicted to breeding as many holes as possible

my smells turn me on...

Fist report here / as English is not my native language, please do apologize any mistakes ... Went for a long weekend to Fort Luderdale to pig and chase around. Use this small breaks to live out my darkest desires of being used, abused and finally get some loads. Not the most attractive guy here / white, largely build, European and already 48 years but started to bareback only a few years ago / never tested and do not care / all loads accepted. Once arrived on Friday afternoon, went on BBRT and Recon for some fun. Cleaned my ass and was paged by a butiful hispanic guy. 100% TOP and looking for fun. Asked, if I party, which I never did. He came over and for three hours we had good fun. He gave me two loads, gave me chem piss in ass and mouth and when he left, I was so horny, that I directly went to Slammer 321, got naked / even bare feet as form of total humiliation / and up on the bench in the small darkroom. As often on Fridays, the room was crowded with too many bottoms, but managed to get some cock and two loads, both not too painful, as they were medium sized. I still have a tight hole. Went to one of the slings and a quite small guy came in, closed the door and began to fist fuck me without any warning and lube. The pain was awful, but exiting. As he pushed deeper and deeper, I cried, begged and finally shouted at him to go deeper and "do not stop" ... He did not / once he was in and the pain eased a little, he went out, gone. I layed in a sling, ass open and lightly bleeding / so it was enough for day one. Saturday was Cumunion at Clubhouse2, but it was quiet and much slower than in winter, when I attended the first time. In two hours 2 cocks, one load / so up to Slammer again, same game. Surprisingly the Saturday was quieter than the Friday and after a few cocks in my still swollen and wrecked hole I went back to my resort. Sundyz at noon, ass still aching I went around in the sun and saw some older bear type guys pounding and feeding a guy in the back. Some lube, some poppers and I bent over the table and got three large cocks, directly one after the other and they all unloaded. I went to the airport with a leaking and open hole. Even a week later, the hole hurts when I insert a plug. Reminds me of the most interesting weekend in FLL. Will be back in October / then for a week and hope for more rough usage. If you are in the area, want to unload or have SM phantasies - even rough, brutal or taboo - please contact me.

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Part 1 Art was a hopeless rock monkey; he loved to hang on craggy granite. Bouldering had long since gone from outdoor workout to an obsessing passion. This muscle-driven sport was ideal for a small guy like Art whose genes created a body more shaped for gymnastics than football or basketball. Best of all this non-competitive rock play fused technical skill with a brutal gravity-defying muscle pump. Geologic formations were Art's favorite gym. Art had long since mapped out and chalk polished his own set of problems at his favorite hang-out, a long rocky uplift called Hoodoo ridge. Hoodoo was a place where Art could spend hours caressing stone, conquering overhangs, laterally swinging and reaching from hold to limitless hold. The vertical ascent wasn't Art's real pursuit. Instead, this rock stud worked a long traverse pushing every muscle of his climber's pumped frame until the very fiber screamed. Art preferred Hoodoo above all the other hang outs for it's near complete privacy. These stones were off trail, hidden among Ponderosa pine well above the more crowded trails of the reservoir below. Art shared the place with a few climbing buddies, but mostly played there alone. On any given sunny afternoon Art could be found bouldering shirtless at Hoodoo in a pair of his favorite worn-out, baggy shorts. He liked the feel of breeze that wafted his exposed ass via a long vertical rip at the seam on the backside. He'd never bothered to stitch it up. The rear exposure not only cooled Art's straining glutes, it was as close to nude climbing as he could get and still protect his precious package from sharp granite or raspy sandstone. There was something to be said for a body sculpted on rock. At a compact 5'7'', Art's lean 140# frame was notable for his baseball round biceps, a tight chest, flexible 6-pak abs, and striated back muscles, every taut fiber a result of hours spent hanging at Hoodoo Ridge. At 28 years, Art enjoyed seeing the ripple of his own sinewy arms and legs as he reached and pulled, satisfied at the little stud frame he'd created. His own private pleasure. It was some shock for the little rock-monkey the day Nate discovered Art's bare ass hugging rock. Nate had just moved to this booming college town from back east on a football scholarship. He was unsure about a new life in a town where black America was seen only on TV, but as an inner-city boy he was hungry to get to know the mountains that loomed above campus. Nate stood out from most of the population on this lily-white university, and that was ok. He was enjoying all the attention. People weren't studying his ebony skin, though. At 6'4", 240 # of football honed mass, Nate was huge. His presence was intimidating to even the most confident. Both women and men stared when Nate the Freight walked by. His college life back east had been filled with football, parties and plenty of sex. Who and what never really mattered that much as long as he got to ram his hard cock somewhere tight and warm. It has probably been this in discriminate choices in sex partners and his unfortunate habit of tearing them a new asshole That had results in him coming back positive in his last health check before changing colleges. It had been 4 weeks since he had pounded someone and he was eager to take it up a notch from his usual hard sex to something really kinky. He wanted a tight neg ass to rip and breed. Part 2: Nate came upon Hoodoo ridge and Art's bare ass after leaving behind a fellow jogging buddy from the team. He and Mike, another linebacker, had headed uphill and off trail to see if they could get a view of the city below from atop the ridge of rocks above. Mike was sucking air and told Nate to go on ahead, he'd be up in a few. Nate enjoyed the presence of his almost equally big white team mate. He thought he might even make a nice breeding buddy, he just wasn't sure if he swung that way. Nate kept climbing breaking into a good heavy sweat as he want and upon reaching the ridge summit heard some heavy breathing coming from the rock. There, hanging like a chimp some 12 feet above the ground, Nate caught sight of one very sexy tan ass, hindquarters of a little white stud. The Philadelphia linebacker had only seen climbing on Mountain Dew commercials up to now and was enthralled by Art's agility as the climber blindly reached for a small crack above his head. Nate was captivated by the fluid movement of this little man as the rock stud pulled his body up a few feet. Now while Nate loved to fuck women or any hole really, he had acquired a taste for little white guys, a habit pursued since high school football. Girls cunts simply couldn't take what he had to offer. Male anal anatomy was another story.And besides even when he ripped a faggot open they ended up wanting more. Overtime, Nate had found he could intimidate, subdue, & seduce most of his teammates and other groupies he'd set his eyes on. For those few who played a little hard to get, Nate had more than once used his imposing size to force himself on, overpower, and impale his prey, conquering their unwilling fear. It was not uncommon after such a forced fuck, that these little men would come asking for more of his big black dick. Such was Nate's power. Seeing this erotic motion on rock, honing in on every muscle tighten on that little guy's back, and smiling at the curve of his finely rounded ass, blood rushed to Nate's head and cock. He knew then if only for this view and the guy fuck in his near future, the move to this town was worth it. Men on rocks! Nate could barely control himself. He wanted to reach up and grab those firm cheeks. He imagined his face buried in that tightly clenched crack, the feel of the velvety warmth of that little stud's love canal as he reamed his 10" black shaft up home. He decided there to make this stranger's tight ass his first breeding conquest. But first things first. Nate moved out of the trees as quiet as a 6'4" man could, and positioned himself underneath the heavily breathing rock stud. The rock monkey climbing above still hadn't noticed the intrusion. "Man, look at that ass. You always climb so exposed?" The boom of Nate's voice pierced the Hoodoo silence. "What the fu..." Art looked down, flinched at the black giant below, lost his hold, and fell off the rock. Nate saw Art slip a second late and while he was able to catch the little stud and break the fall, they both fell back into the embrace of a bush. Nate hadn't meant to scare the little man (well maybe he did) but as a result he found his big hands encircling the rock stud 's pumped upper arms, that exposed tight ass perfectly nestled above his very engorged basket. "Whoa...." Art found himself sitting on the lap of a very large black man. He looked around to see two big eyes penetrating his own. "Jesus, you scared the shit outa me. Where'd you learn to spot, anyway?" Art accused lifting himself off the big black man's lap, unnerved by the outa-the-blue shock of the situation. "As a matter of fact, I do always climb in these shorts. I mean no ones usually around staring up my ass ". added Art. Nate laughed a deep chuckle, licked his lips. "Hey, sorry about spooking you. Never seen a man hanging from the side of a rock." Nate then noticed the rock stud's 7" erect cock sticking like a pole below Art's shorts. "Looks like I got your attention, anyway".

I was told by the poz daddy I was with last night that my hole is loose and opened. He said he love it like that and said he loved the noise that came from it after he put the lube on

Real man cum to convert you into a poz pig

I can take a fairly big cock with no lube.not even spit. plus I can take pretty much any size human cock easily with lube.plus I'm always easy for guys to fuck on a whim so like if a guy on the street wants to fuck me he doesn't have to work to get it in me. I love how guys who fuck me know what a slut I am just by how easy their raw cock slides in me.plus I can lay in the bathhouse sling or in a club backroom and know I can take any cock that anyone shoves in me.only "problem" is cum is always dripping out of my loose fuckhole and making a wet spot on my shorts or even dripping down my leg

anonymous is hot!Loved being the boy with the magic ass that made men into animals.:)spent lots of time in adult bookstores film booths as there was no internet back then,and that's where men hooked up,find a booth in the back with gay porn turn sound up leave door open a crack...that's all it took.blonde blue eyed slender I could easily pull off the lost scared kid look that turned on so many men.One fav memory was after getting my first hiv test back in the 1980's at a clinic...lotsa older guys waiting like me for our turn to get blood drawn.Probably shouldn't have worn shorts....could feel eyes on me.Got taken into back room for blood draw got piece of paper to call in a week for results.Getting blood taken made me dizzy and weak...always does.A kindly older gent steadied me and walked me out the door to his work van in the parking lot,suggested we get in the back so I could get my bearings straight.Lots of furniture moving blankets in the back.we shared a joint and some soda...he sat legs splayed and a large lump grew in his crotch as I stared...Whipped my tee shirt off and gave him my best lostboy look.That's all it took,He was on me turning me over pushing my shorts down and hand over my mouth pressing his cock into me....despite struggling it was a lost cause and once the head popped in he just sorta slid home.A quick hard forceful fuck ensued and when he groaned and my hole got sloppy I knew he had cum.A few moments later he pulled out and told me to leave.I did...big smile on my face.Yeah anonymous is fun!

Part 1 I started to regaine consciousness, slowly shaking the fog out of my brain, unable to immediately focus my eyes. My first realization was that my arms were stretched over my head, spread apart and strapped down. My legs were in a similar position, spread and tied. I slowly realized my chest and stomach were also strapped down and the only thing I could move was my head. Apparently I was on what I would eventually learn was a "St. Andrew's Cross" As the fog cleared I tried to yell out, only to emit a muffled scream. Something round and hard filled my mouth, preventing me from speaking. I started to panic as I realized I was totally naked and completely vulnerable. Then my eyes started to finally focus and fresh terror ripped through my heart. There, about 10 feet in front of me was Billy, my best friend since childhood. He too was naked, but in a different position from me. His head and hands were placed in wooden stocks. A leather sling was under his chest and stomach, hanging from chains connected to the ceiling, and his feet were spread wide, chained to rings in the floor. He was still unconscious, but I could see a metal contraption in his mouth, spreading it wide open. Drool ran out of his mouth forming a puddle on the floor. I tried to scream his name, but was unable too. The summer had started just as it should. Billy and I were recent high school graduates and had decided to take an exciting road trip before we went to our seperate colleges. We had been friends our whole lives, brothers really. Grade school, junior high, high school, boy scouts, sports, girls, we had been through it all together. A buddy road trip seemed the perfect way to begin our lives apart from each other. By the way, I'm Randy. I stand a nice 6'2" with a toned but slim body. I've got green eyes and curly brown hair. The kind all the girls are jealous of. I already had a full beard and some chest hair with very, hairy legs. Billy was the complete opposite. He was 5'9" with a compact muscular frame, which helped him take state in wrestling. He had blond hair, and big puppy dog brown eyes, which drove the girls crazy, and a surprisingly large 8 inch cock on his small frame, which also drove the girls crazy. I knew this cause lets face it, Billy and I had always seen each other naked. I sported a nice 7 1/2 myself. Billy still just peach fuzz on his baby face. He definitely didn't look 18. It was our 4th day on the road, and we were in the middle of bum fuck Texas on our way to New Orleans when it happened. BAM!! No more radiator. "Fucking God Damn Shit Billy!" I yelled at him from under the hood. "I told you your piece of shit car wouldn't make the trip!" "Fuck you Randy! How was I supposed to know the radiator would blow?" "Jesus, not even fucking cell reception in this God forsaken place!" I complained. "Well, nothing we can do about it but wait for someone to stop and help. I'll have my dad wire us money to get it fixed." We waited till long after the sun went down. A couple cars drove by, but noone would stop for a couple of guys in the middle of nowhere. "Well, we might as well hunker down for the night." said Billy, "someone's sure to stop tomorrow." So we climed in the car to get some sleep. The night was cold, so we snuggled for body warmth. No big deal for bros. We woke to someone banging on the windows. "Wake up boys!" yelled a deep voice. "Looks like you need old Earls help!" We jumped up and out of the car to find a large, toothless black man with a tow truck. "Fuck yea dude!" I exclaimed! "You saved our fucking asses!" "Yall's asses gonna need saving!" chuckled Earl. Before I knew what was happenening, I saw Earl jam a needle into Billys neck, instantly dropping him. I turned to run but felt Earl grab my arm as a needle was plunged into the back of my neck. Then everything went black.

It was a standard night. Late. Laying in bed next to my wife who was sleeping soundly. It was my time, essentially the only time I could bounce around on sites like A4A, BBRTS, and Breeding Zone and dream of the things I could get up to, or in me. I’ve always been Bi, but my chances to explore my Bi side had always been limited to a few times a year and the anonymity of an adult store’s vid booths. From the start, I knew I loved sucking cock. Actually, even before I sucked my first cock I loved to wear panties, sometimes pantyhose if I could manage to grab a pair. When I did go to the booths, I always wore panties. Not that anyone ever saw them, I was always on my knees before anyone there could get my pants down. I never wanted my cock touched because I knew I’d cum almost immediately and then all the desire would be on the floor in a puddle and I’d have to leave. This secret held well into my 40’s and I’d managed to keep those desires buried in my “real life”. To that end, I only had two pair of panties-both thongs. One was a pale pink “no seam” pair and the other a sexy, deep red lace number. The red lace one I’d wear to work at least once a week so I could feel the texture of the material pulled right against my hole. It was such a turn-on I needed to wear dark pants to hide any bleed-through from the precum I generated because of the intense sensation. But, back to that night. As I scrolled through the profiles I fell deep into the rabbit hole all the profiles dragged me down. This one was 6’5”, 250 lbs with a brutal looking cock, the next was a kinky fucker into bondage, piss play, and group action. The more I looked, the harder my cock got, and the wetter my shorts became. The more I looked, the more I didn’t want to just look. I wanted to be in their place and I wanted them in me-balls mashed against my drool covered chin as I knelt before them wearing just my tight panties, my hole creased and clenching against then thong. As time had worn on, the occasional trip to the booths and the secret lingerie weren’t cutting it. I needed to act. There wasn’t really a choice for me anymore. The danger of going into some stranger’s house pulled at the pit of my stomach, made me feel like I was in one of those falling dreams I couldn’t snap awake from. I’d already set the framework for my next step when I’d set up my account a long time ago. Because I loved being on my knees worshipping a hard cock, I’d set my screen name as “Need2submit”. It seemed only natural, but it also was another kind of step I wasn’t aware I’d taken. A certain type would always bite on my profile, and they wanted exactly what that name implied-a slut who would do any goddamned thing they decided. As time had gone by, I began to want the same thing, but this time outside the fantasies clanging around in my skull. I wanted to take that next step. I needed to take that next step. Just as I felt my cock almost ready to burst from the thought, the message tag popped. I’d chatted with a LOT of guys, but it was all talk. I didn’t tease or flake, I would just evade when that hook-up request came up. This time, though, something clicked in me. If the man on the other side of that message wanted something, he was going to get it as soon as I could manage. I opened it and saw the screen name, “Victoria”. Clicking to the profile, it was a cross dresser in full drag. He was a top, and that confused the hell out of me. I then flipped back to the message. VICTORIA: Hi. ME: How’s it going tonight? VICTORIA: Bored. Horny. ME: Same here. Only more so. VICTORIA: LOL. And so it began. As my fingers skated across the keyboard, I found myself an hour in and stiff as a side of beef in a deep freeze. He was cross dresser and a serious top. In one of his pics, I could also see what else was on offer: a very long, very fat dick that snaked out of a pair of black silk panties and rested on the top of his opaque black stockings that seemed painted on his leg. The pic was too low res to see the stain of precum dripping out of the mushroom head, but I knew it was there. And my mouth watered. VICTORIA: So, let me guess. You’ve never done this before, but you’d like to take this to the next level. I sweated as I typed. ME: Yes. Yes please. VICTORIA: If we meet, you will definitely go to the next level. Full-on drag. Makeup, wig, heels—the whole slutty package. And then, you’ll find levels you’ve barely been able to imagine. God. My heart was almost beating out of my chest. I had dreamed forever of getting completely decked out, going full sissy. And then the words came. ME: Yes please. Absolutely. VICTORIA: Then that is what will happen... to be continued...

sexual livestock... god that's so hot. so inspiring. that's how I want to be!

Leche. As in “Sácame la leche maricon.”

I can admire the image of your smooth body, but its the one of your furry body that makes my cunt viscerally ache for your cock and seed. Seeing a breeder's virility displayed through his fur flips switches in me. Nothing makes me feel like a good breeding hole better than a horny breeder's bush getting jammed up into my cunt as he drives his load home hard.

Mine is still tight but it's way more loose than it was when I was in high school. It gets wet when I'm horny, too, but I still need at least some precum or spit. I can hold one load in at a time, but if it's big, it drops out of me. But I love it when a top's load fights its way out of my ass and I end up with sticky undies. Just another way for my top to show his dominance over me.

It's my dream to be able to take any size dick on demand with nothing but spit, or just to be slippery enough on my own to let cocks use my ass.

Part 46 - Brother Knows Best Monday was spent doing something that Javier could do pretty well now looking at pool supplied with Ben. Javier had decided that he would start up his own little venture, the savings he would use to buy the equipment he needed to get going and he would also need to rent out a van to allow him to increase his reach. Ben was quite happy tagging along and writing a list down pricing everything up as they went from shop to shop and some of the pool supply warehouses. They made time and stopped by the office to have lunch with Mark and Josh who were keen to find out how their window shopping morning had been going. Mark had sent a few texts to Angelo and Ethan in Barbados and told Javier that Angelo was jealous as hell as he would love to have been doing outdoor work like this in LA rather than being in an office. They stayed for a couple of hours then headed off to do a couple more shops before heading home and dinner at Liongate, then Javier and David would watch the soccer match. Mark waved them off as Ben and Javier drove off in his BMW, Josh stood at the door and tapped Mark on his shoulder. "You didn't tell him did you?" Josh said looking like he was telling him off. Mark shook his head "I will tell him later, anyway Juan doesn't arrive until Thursday evening". Josh slapped Mark on the ass "I got to go, meeting Bobby at Santa Monica then home". Mark ruffled Josh's hair to annoy him "See you tonight" he kissed him on the lips and patted his ass. Pedro was laying the table for dinner when the guys arrived in mass but he was looking forward to seeing only one person, he sensed someone had entered the room, turning he smiled as Javier stood there leaning against the door frame dressed in shorts and t-shirt. Pedro grinned and continued putting cutlery down at the place setting. "¿Ningún beso para tu novio?" Javier asked walking towards him. Pedro smiled "Eres muy valiente esta noche" he replied "pero si claro y muchos mas". Javier put his arms around Pedro's neck and kissed him "My boyfriend" he said and repeated "mi novio". Pedro chuckled and kissed him back "mi chico lindo" he said "go join the others" he told him kissing again. Javier giggled and turned "Mi novio" he repeated as Maddy walked in to the dining room. "Javier, David's wondering if you turned up he has the cinema room ready" she said with a glint in her eye. "Hi Mrs Davenport" Javier responded in embarrassment wondering how much she had seen. Maddy put her hand up in a friendly gesture "Javier it's Maddy to friends" she scolded him laughing. "Oh yeah right, sorry" he managed to glimpse Pedro as he walked out who was smiling shaking his head. She walked towards Pedro "I said the maid could do this Pedro" Maddy said standing next to him. "Yes mam but it only takes me a few minutes to do" Pedro replied hoping he would evade any questions. "He is a very nice guy" Maddy said watching Pedro "polite and very attractive don't you think?" she asked. Pedro put the cutlery and faced her with his eyes lowered "How much did you see just then?" he asked nervously. Maddy chuckled "How much did you want me to see and we will go with that?" she said folding a napkin. Pedro stood there for a moment but knew he could share with her anything "Hurts so bad mam". "Stop calling me mam Pedro, you know I hate that" she said putting her hand on his shoulder "sit down". Pedro sat in one of the chairs "Sorry Maddy" he said looking down at the floor, she could tell he was very emotional. Maddy took Pedro's hand "What's hurting Pedro?" she asked "and be honest". "What if he hates living in LA or hates me even more for not telling him..." Maddy stopped him. She smiled "You haven't told him anything have you?" Maddy knew this was something Pedro didn't talk about. Pedro looked up at her "Can you take it back?" he asked her wondering if David and her would agree. Maddy shook her head "No, we gave you that for being a good friend to Mark growing up. And you know what we are waiting for". "But it is still to much you know I find it embarrassing" he tried appealing to her good side. Maddy smiled "Sign the papers Pedro you know we want you to be part of the family". Pedro looked at Maddy "Not yet, can you take back at least half?" Pedro asked hoping to bargain with her. Maddy chuckled "Even if we did within a few years the interest would almost top it up again" she said patting his hand. Maddy looked at him "Pedro I think Javier will go anywhere with you. Is he going to say in LA?". Pedro nodded "Yes he said he would" he replied. "Well then he is staying for you and nothing else. But tell him soon, don't let it become an issue" she said. "Thanks Maddy" Pedro stood up and smiled "for everything" he said. Maddy stood "Just do the right thing Pedro". Pedro finished placing the cutlery "So, you don't mind if Javier comes to the house?" he asked looking at her. "Not at all, anyway I would be worried if he didn't. Right go and join the others Pedro" Maddy guided him out. Maddy double checked there was enough place settings and realised that Pedro had missed one out for himself so she took care of it. When the maid and butler appeared she informed them that Pedro would be dining with them and also that there would be less of him working at weekends and evenings. She walked through to the family room happy to see that Pedro and Javier were sat next to each other, she nodded at David to indicate everything was sorted as far as Pedro was concerned. When the butler appeared to announce dinner Pedro immediately stood up but Maddy put her hand on his arm stopping him and telling him to bring Javier in to dinner as they would be sitting next to each other. After dinner David, Javier and Pedro went to watch the soccer game whilst the others sat outside chatting, Ben filling everyone in on his day with Javier looking at pool supplies with much enthusiasm and saying how he wished he could be part of it and being outside all day. Mark kept jibing Ben on that he and Javier needed to work out more and be sexy pool guys in speedos, Ben laughed it off saying it was Javier's business until Mark suggested that maybe he should consider going in to business with Javier. It certainly shut Ben up giving him something to think over, it sounded like a good idea and he would speak to Javier later about it. Even Josh sounded keen on the idea except for the working outside as he liked air conditioned comfort to work in, even so he was ticking over about website designs in his head. It was Maddy who suggested that Josh form his own website design company since he already did the PR company website and was designing a new one for Ben's step-mother Heike's interior design company. Josh nervously laughed at the idea and Bobby advised him to talk to David for advice before brushing the idea off. So engrossed in their world domination they didn't see the others coming out of the house cheering that Real Madrid had won their soccer game as this was David's favourite team. David kissed Maddy sitting down besides her "I guess they won then" Maddy remarked seeing how animated they were. "Yes good game, playing at home in two weeks so another match evening" David said fist bumping Javier and Pedro. "So" Maddy said looking at the three of them "why not go and watch the game?" she asked them. Javier laughed "We will do if you don't mind us piling round here" he said completely missing her point. David smiled "What a great idea, you fancy coming?" he asked turning to Maddy. "Dear god no, I will come with you but maybe go for dinner and shopping" Maddy replied. David laughed "I guess that means anyone that wants to come" he said "Javier do you have a passport?" he asked. Javier looked confused "Yeah at home in NY, do I need it?" he asked as David laughed. "Well do you want to see the next game?" he asked looking at Javier and Pedro. Javier nodded "Yes I had a great time this evening" he replied as Pedro ruffled his spikes "what?" he asked. "In Madrid Javier, we fly to Madrid for a few days and watch the game" David explained to Javier. Javier laughed and then looked as David was being serious "Oh your serious" he said. "Bobby can you book the flights and hotel" Maddy asked him. Bobby nodded "Of course first thing in the morning, how many are going?" he asked looking around. Mark stood up "Javy I need you for a moment" he said holding his hand out to him and pulling him out of his seat. They walked up towards the house "Your brother Juan is coming over Thursday evening to see you" Mark told him. Javier stopped and looked at Mark "Oh. I think he is coming to suss out Pedro" he replied. "Your mad at me for talking with him?" Mark asked. Javier shook his head "No, I kind of knew he would be in touch with someone". "Well text him to bring your passport, he is bringing your clothes over" Mark said sitting down in the family room. Javier sat next to him "Okay, but this whole Madrid thing..." he started to say but Mark stopped him. "Javy, just enjoy yourself and don't worry about anything" Mark said looking at him. The look told Javier not to question or argue remembering what Ben said "Okay" he reluctantly agreed and smiled. Mark stood up "Anyway it gives Pedro and you some time together in Madrid" he said. Javier stood "Are you and Ben coming?" he asked. "No we can go anytime" Mark said heading outside. Javier held Mark's hand "Is he annoyed with me deciding to stay here?" he asked wanting know what Juan thought. Mark smiled "I think he is happy with your decision he just wants to be sure you have made the right choice". Ben kissed Mark again and laid on his back the sheet half covering his young naked body, he was thinking about the evening and Javier who was sleeping down the hallway, the idea of working with him was growing, he definitely needed to speak to Javier and figure out if he would be up for the idea. Mark kissed him for the forehead sensing he was unable to sleep and pulling him closer and stroking his back until they both drifted off. The next few days passed by as Ben thought things over, Mark arrived home earlier than usual since they were eating and hanging out at Liongate for the evening. Javier had already left to meet Pedro for a walk, they found a little coffee shop outside the East gate that was pretty busy with Bel Air socialites passing the time of day. Javier took a seat at an empty table on the patio area aware that some of the people watched him as he sat there waiting for Pedro. He wondered if he was out of place and they knew he was an outsider from the Bel Air set but he didn't care they could look as much as they liked. Pedro sat down handing him a coffee and smiling from the other side of the table. "Who was you looking at?" Pedro asked leaning forward. Javier looked at him "I don't know that's just it. People watched me sit down as if scrutinising me". Pedro giggled "Trying to figure out how much money you have" he said leaning back "that's all this lot do". Javier stirred his coffee "Oh right, I guess I must look like a pauper to them". "I don't think they do, their interest in you is way past that" Pedro said nodding to his clothes. Javier looked at his polo shirt "It's just a shirt doesn't give anything away, apart from it being Josh's" he said. Pedro smiled "Everyone knows what Canali polo shirts look like and your wearing one" he said. "It's just fabric" Javier said and burst out laughing with Pedro and looking in to each others eyes. "You have a lot to learn about Bel Air and what makes people tick inside those gates" Pedro nodded towards the gates. Javier smiled "It is a different world I will give you that, you can almost smell the money". Pedro steadied himself and looked at Javier "Javy I have some things I need to tell you" he started. Javier looked at him "Don't tell me your married" he joked and smiled. "No, but I want to tell you everything before things get to serious" Pedro grabbed Javier's hand. Javier half smiled at him "As long as it doesn't involve leaving me" he said slightly joking. Pedro looked seriously at him "Just let me tell you the whole thing before you make any judgement" he said. Javier nodded "Tell me everything Pedro" he said leaning forward looking in to his eyes. Pedro laughed and went all serious "I spent most of my childhood in an orphanage, my parents had problems and couldn't look after me and well I never saw them again, I don't know who they are and I don't want to know them, they abandoned me and I have no respect for them. I used to sneak in to Bel Air via the East gate and wander up there looking for work just knocking on doors desperate to find someone who needed any kind of help. One day I was sat on the corner of one of the roads about to be moved on by security when I met Mark who was walking by and he stopped them. He was so kind and took me up to Liongate for some food and persuaded his parents to give me a job. Well you know I grew up with Mark and spent a lot of time with him becoming friends, his parents wanted to keep him safe so for 3 years we would do things together and I got to see much of the world and took care of him like a friend and assistant. He envied me for having nothing and refused to spend money that his parents kept giving him and before long he amassed a fortune of his own. He always maintained that he could not find love if someone knew who he was and so he moved to NY and work with Angelo and escape his life here. He did just that and luckily he met Ben, well chased him anyway. His parents were very kind to me and after a few months began treating me like one of the family but still employed so I work for them but on a different level to anyone else, I grew up to love them all very much although there was always that line as far as I was concerned that I shouldn't cross. But they could see how much Mark and I became devoted to each other over those years, not in any kind of sexual way just a very close brotherly love. This is where things took a turn and they have wanted to adopt me for two years, Mark goes on all the time about it when we are in private but I am too proud to accept this final step. I have the papers in my room just waiting my signature but I held back as I saw how Mark struggled to find someone who genuinely loved him, you see it's all about the name and what it brings and there are people living round here just to do that. What I am trying to tell you Javy is where I am now, the family have provided for me so I don't have any worries about my future whatever I decide to do. But also they are the closest thing to a family and I have stopped signing the documents out of my own insecurity. Now you have come along and thrown my life in to chaos in a very happy way". Javier sat there and stared into Pedro's eyes mouth slightly open "Is that the first time you have opened up?". Pedro nodded "I don't talk about this to anyone" he replied still holding Javier's hand. Javier looked down at Pedro's hand holding his and looked up at him "Do you love me?" he asked nervously. "Yes since I first saw you" Pedro replied "I know it's only been a few days and this is all crazy". Javier smiled at him "It's true what they say about finding love at first sight and when you know you know". "Did you feel it as well?" Pedro asked and Javier nodded. Javier squeezed Pedro's hand "Did you not notice how much of a mess I was at dinner on Friday?" he asked laughing. Pedro laughed but also saw a happiness in Javier's eyes "You definitely moving here then?". "Yes, apparently I have to go to Madrid as well" Javier replied then leaned across the table and kissed Pedro. They finished their coffees and stood up "Ready to go?" Pedro asked and started weaving around the tables. Javier followed when a Latin lady sitting winked and smiled at him "Hi" Javier said acknowledging her. Pedro chuckled "Making friends already" he joked shaking his head. "What was I suppose to do she winked and smiled at me, probably saw us kissing" Javier replied snickering. Pedro burst out laughing "You just said hello to J-lo" he put his arm around Javier's shoulder. Javier turned to see "No flipping way, really?" he asked stunned that he didn't register it was her. "Are we all good then?" Pedro asked stopping at the entrance to East gate and looking up. Javier grabbed his hand "I think we are more than good" he looked up "so is this going to be home then?". Pedro looked at Javier "Doesn't have to be if you want to live somewhere else" he offered. Javier shook his head "My friends are here and so is my boyfriend" he smiled as the walked past the gate house. Javier was amazed every time he walked up the drive and on to the forecourt of Liongate, it took his breath away just the thought that it was a house that people lived in failed to compute until he was inside. They crept through to the kitchen to grab a soda bumping in to Maddy who was coming out of the kitchen, they had a quick conversation before she went off about her business. They grabbed a couple of sodas and headed upstairs, Pedro pointed out where Bobby and Josh lived and entered the door to the suite of rooms that he occupied. They had a couple of hours to kill before the other guests were due to arrive for dinner, Javier found himself in Pedro's arms immediately feeling those pink lips press up against his. When Pedro's mouth left his to kiss and suck and nip at his neck, Javier said it out loud 'Please, Pedro?'. Pedro kissed his way back to Javier's lips then looked him in the eye, separated only by the length of their noses, 'Right here or in the bedroom?' he chuckled. Javier, ever practical, realized it was a very good question and took a look around 'bedroom I think' he replied and Pedro continued kissing him guiding him to the bedroom then pushing him down on the bed pinning his arms above his head. Javier giggled and struggled, Pedro slew all of Javier's resistance such as it was by simply dragging the flat of his own tongue across Javier's open lips. The lowering sun filtered into the bedroom bathing them in a shiny yellow glow as they shed clothes across the bed and floor, Javier rolling full on to his back and Pedro kneeling beside him, pulling at Javier's clothes then staring openly at Javier's bare, hard cock and the sweet orbs of his testes resting blow sparse dark curls framing it all. His mouth watered so copiously that he thought he might literally drool, but he couldn’t stop looking, couldn’t close his eyes to what seemed at the moment the most scintillating wonder. But then he glanced and saw Javier watching him, and the thought evaporated. Javier pulled Pedro's head down to his erection unsure where all this direction was coming from. Pedro slipped his lips around the head of Javier's cock tasting the young freshness unaware that he was still a virgin. Then Javier, still on his back lifted Pedro's head away, looked at him with a soft smile in his eyes, and swiped a thumb across Pedro's wet lips. Pedro turned Javier and pulled him down so that they lay almost on their backs, nearly but not quite spooned. He wrapped his arms around Javier who whispered to him to go easy, Pedro adjusted their positions slightly and reached both hands around to tease and stroke over the front of Javier's body. Pedro slid his warm hands over Javier's belly bringing them upwards and lightly pinching his nipples teasing to check how sensitive they were as he continued exploring Javier's body for the first time. He ran his hand down past Javier's erection, combed through the light thatch of dark hair to curve his hand under Javier's balls and gently squeeze. And then he stroked up, dragging his fingers along the shaft of Javier's penis, so slow and long it seemed to Javier to last almost forever. Javier rolled over and buried his head in Pedro's shoulder 'I've never done this before' he quietly told him, Pedro could feel that Javier was nervous and excited, gently he stroked Javier's back pulling him on top 'It's okay, just let me lead I won't hurt you' Pedro responded kissing Javier who was now looking down in to Pedro's eyes, he was learning the art of kissing and making out. Simple enough Javier thought to himself, then Pedro rolled over and began kissing and licking Javier's all the time going lower down until he took Javier's cock in to his mouth and began to lick and suck gently. Javier lifted his head to look at the beautiful sight of Pedro sensually working his cock, head falling back on the bed a low deep groan escaping his mouth. Javier floated and wondered how could you possibly be any closer to another guy and have such intimacy with them. He felt his legs lifting, Pedro engulfed one his balls in his mouth for a moment then released it watching it flop back in to position, he licked further down closing in on Javier's asshole. Finding the prize his tongue licked up and down grabbing hold of Javier's legs who let out a squeal of surprise, Pedro looked at him 'Sensitive, I love that' he said sliding his hands under Javier's ass he lifted it higher and blew cooling air over his hole then dove deep with this tongue. He didn't think he could take it any longer, Pedro's tongue plunged inside him, his teeth lightly scraping the outer lips of his hole. Javier clutched the bed covers believing he was going to combust from all these new sensations. As quick as it started it was over and his body relaxed as Pedro knelt up and shuffled forward aiming his cock at Javier's mouth. Tentatively parting his lips feeling the head rub along he flickered his tongue hitting Pedro's cock several time then allowing the head to slip into his mouth, his lips closed around the shaft his eyes opened wide in enjoyment and taking the lead from how Pedro had teased his cock he began to slowly roll his tongue around the head at the same time applying a gentle suction. Pedro held Javier's head moaning and encouraging Javier who responded by passing his lips over the head of Pedro's cock increasing the momentum and pressure. Pedro leaned his head back and caught his breath sharply several times moaning, quickly he pulled his cock out of Javier's mouth rubbing it against his chin, it bounced twice before coating Javier's chin and bottom lip with cum, oozing and dribbling down on to his chest. Pedro looked down and smiled stroking Javier's face, he twisted around leaning forward his tongue ran up Javier's cock until the head slipped in to his mouth. Javier was close to orgasm even before Pedro's warm mouth engulfed his cock, slowly and so lovingly he watched Pedro sexing him. He moaned and grabbed hold of Pedro's arm, for what reason he didn't know, he just knew he had to touch him as if it would control the feeling in his body. Pedro shift round and faced Javier, his hand cupping his balls gently squeezing them, Javier thought he had control of the situation as he watched Pedro. It took a single look as Pedro sucked he opened his eyes and looked directly in to Javier's, the look of passion was all Javier could see in eyes looking at him. His head dropped against the bed and his back arched thrusting with wild abandonment he felt the cum in his balls racing up along his shaft, the coolness of the air hitting the head of his cock 'Pedro' he cried shooting his cum high in the air hitting Pedro's chest and his own. Panting legs wriggling from excitement he closed his eyes wishing he could shake his body hard to calm it down. Gradually his body began to relax bathing in the after glow feeling Pedro laying down beside him and kissing his neck. His thought straightening themselves out he was beginning to appreciate how wonderful a sexual experience was really like. He couldn't forget how he had dodged that fateful evening at Ethan's birthday party, he knew Brad was going to fuck him that night and probably would not be on a par to what he had just experienced with Pedro. Pedro kissed him and ran his hand lovingly along Javier's thigh "eres tan increíble" he whispered. Javier giggled and looked at him "I'm so glad my first time was like this" he replied "thank you". Pedro laughed "Your welcome" he said kissing Javier on the mouth "mmm cummy" he smiled and kissed him again. "Can I shower here?" Javier asked sitting up. Pedro hopped off the bed and held his hand out "Only if I can shower with you" he replied. Javier smiled and jumped off in to his arms "I would love that" he said and followed Pedro to the bathroom. Pedro hugged the towel around Javier and began drying him, kissing his neck and touching his body all over. Javier turned his body to face Pedro, pressing his parted lips up against Pedro's that willingly parted feeling Javier's tongue touching his they shared their first very real kiss locked together for five or so minutes. Javier walked in to the bedroom locating his clothes that were strewn in various locations and dressing. Pedro picked up his trainers and walked in to the lounge sitting on the sofa he put them on and tied the laces and waited to Javier. He walked in to the room and noticed the legal document laying on the coffee table in front of the sofa. "We better hurry" Pedro said watching Javier entering the room just loving how sexy he looked. Javier straddled Pedro and sat on his legs "So this has become very real to me now Pedro" he said. Pedro nodded "I feel things that I could never have imagined being with you" he replied stroking his face. "What happens if you sign that?" he asked nodding to the document. Pedro looked at it "Not a lot, I will be out of work" he laughed. Javier laughed and kissed him "Is it what you want though?" he asked looking him in the eye. Pedro shrugged his shoulders "It means I have a family again" he paused "Will it change us if I do?" he asked. Javier shook his head "I don't know Pedro, as long it doesn't change how sexy you are" he giggled. "Come on" Pedro said pushing Javier up to his feet, Pedro stood up and looked at the document. Javier picked a pen up and handed it to Pedro "Just do it Pedro, stop thinking about it or you will never sign it". Pedro looked at Javier and the pen he held out, he knew it was something he wanted to do but had always held back. He kissed Javier and took the pen, knowing that today it felt right to do it, he bent over signed and dated the document and picked it up, from this point his life would change, he knew that but at least he had someone he could share it with. They walked down the back stairs in to the entrance hall and found Maddy and David sitting at the table outside on the terrace, the others were chatting on the sofas by the pool with just Stefan and Franco missing who were running a little late. "Hello, have a good walk?" Maddy asked them both as they approached. Pedro nodded "Yes and we talked about everything" he said. Maddy looked at him then Javier and smiled "Well you both look happy, are you okay with this Javier?" she asked. He nodded "Yes, do I need to ask David and you for permission to see Pedro?" he asked shifting on his feet. David chuckled "Don't be silly Javier, why on earth would you need our permission?" he asked curiously. Javier looked and Pedro "Go on get it over with" he said to him as Maddy and David looked at each other wondering. "Okay" he kissed Javier on the cheek "Do I call you mother and father now?" he said handing the document over. Maddy looked at the document then at Pedro "You signed it" she said a little dumbstruck. David stood up and hugged Pedro "Excellent I thought you was never going to sign it". Maddy jumped up and hugged him "Finally" she said. David looked at Javier "This is your doing" he said smiling at Javier and hugging him. "Just don't spoil or change him, I like Pedro as he is" Javier joked. David laughed "Pedro is grounded enough not to change, can't say the same about you though" he winked. Mark called over "What's going on?" he said standing up and walking over to the table. Maddy waved the document at him "2 years he made us wait". Mark stood in front of Pedro "So, finally a brother. I guess you need baptising" he said inching closer. "Oh crap" Pedro said but Mark had hold of him and lifted him over his shoulder. Marching over to the pool laughing he announced that he baptised him as Pedro Davenport and jumped in the pool with Pedro fully clothed. All around the terrace trainers were flying off feet as the guys jumped in the pool laughing and screaming splashing water. Franco and Stefan appeared on the terrace saying hello to Maddy and David taking their footwear off about to head to the pool as well realising Javier stood their laughing, they both grabbed Javier by the arms and dragged him in to the pool. Maddy turned to David and said she thought he was never going to agree to them adopting him and she was sure that Javier played a big part of his decision. David smiled and put his arm around her as the maid appeared with a pile of towels as if by magic and David asked her to get the butler to bring champagne down. David kissed Maddy and told her they would need to rethink the living quarters and get Pedro to move in to the main house, she nodded and said that she didn't think it would be to long before Javier was living here as well. Javier and Mark sat in the limo on the way to LAX to meet Juan who was flying in to spend a long weekend with his brother. Javier was jittery but calm about Juan meeting Pedro, it was almost as if his life depended on his brother giving the nod of approval. He and Pedro had spent a lot of time together now he was unemployed, they walked, went to the beach, sat drinking coffee and bumping into J-Lo again only this time to actually say more than 'Hi'. The limo pulled up and they walked in to the terminal waiting for the airline escort to bring Juan through. It was a sight for sore eyes seeing his brother with two escorts one pushing the trolley with Javier's luggage, it suddenly struck home that he was actually doing this. Juan hugged his brother then Mark but he couldn't stop talking about his flight and personal escort home to here and kept thanking Mark. They settled in to the limo "So who is this guy?" Juan asked getting straight to the point. Javier went all shy as he still found it strange talking about this with his brother "Pedro" he said. Juan gestured with his face "Pedro who and what?" he asked again. Mark snickered sitting opposite them "Don't harass him just yet Juan, you can talk about it at dinner". Juan sat back looking at his brother "You seem so different Javy, parece que LA fue un buen cambio" he said. Mark surprised Juan by answering him in Spanish "Ha encajado bien". Juan laughed "I didn't know your Spanish was so good" he replied, they chatted all the way to Bel Air. Mark exited the limo "I hope you will make yourself at home Juan" he said watching Juan scratch his head. "How big is this place?" Juan said laughing and looking at his brother "You landed on your feet here". Mark put his arm around Juan and escorted him through the doors "Javy got lost a few times" he laughed. Ben came out of the family room and crossed the hall to hug Juan "Good to see you Juan" he said. "Like wise Ben, you looking after him?" Juan asked but didn't really need to seeing how happy his brother looked. Ben chuckled "Of course, I hope your not to tired as we are dining at our parents" he said walking with him. "Not to bad do they live far from here?" Juan asked sitting down on the sofa. "10 minute walk" Ben replied "We have an hour to kill before, fancy a swim?" he asked Juan who nodded. He stood in awe as they approached Liongate thinking that a house could get any bigger than St Pierre, Mark chuckled and warned him that his father wold most likely give him a tour as his way of getting to know someone. Juan was welcomed warmly and soon settled in on the terrace whilst Javier went off to find Pedro who was in the process of moving into the main house. Javier helped him move a few last bits and walked with him through the main house, his new rooms at the back of the house had views over the tennis court and pool area, the bedroom and bathroom were much larger but missing a lounge area. Instead it had two sofas by the balcony doors. Pedro was fairly quiet as he finished hanging some clothes in the dressing room. "Your very quiet Pedro?" Javier said sitting on the bed. Pedro walked out of the dressing room "Sad to be leaving my old room" he smiled. Javier reached up and took his hand "No regrets, I mean I didn't force you in to this did I?" he asked Pedro sat next to him "None what so ever and no you didn't. Just also nervous meeting your brother" he confessed. He looked out of the window "What is he doesn't approve or like me?" Pedro asked. "Doesn't matter, I like you and that's all that really counts" Javier replied pulling Pedro closer and kissing him. Pedro pulled his lips away and looked at him "Will you stay here tonight?" he asked "If you brother approves?". Javier giggled nervously "Sleep with you?" he replied seeking confirmation. He nodded "Yes" Pedro said running his finger along Javier's lips. Javier stood up holding his hand out Pedro "I would love to" he replied drunk on love looking in to those eyes. Pedro stood and walked hand in hand with Javier heading down the stairs and through the family room on to the pool terrace. Javier could feel Pedro's nerves, slightly amused as he had never seen him like this and figuring this really must be a big deal for him. He understood how much Pedro valued family since he had been without one all those years until only a few days ago. He squeezed Pedro's hand telling him not to worry, Pedro looked at him and smiled trying to relax a little more. Juan made eye contact with them both as they approached the seating area, he caught Pedro glancing at Javier seeing a small smile on his face. That little gesture told Juan a lot about how easy Javier looked being with him and understood why his brother had become so infatuated with this guy. Pedro was surprised when he came face to face with Juan, he looked the spitting image of Javier except his hair was cropped short, slightly taller and more muscular but their similar looks were so uncanny. Pedro held out his hand "So nice to meet you Juan" he said watching him closely. Juan took Pedro's hand and shook it "And you Pedro, Javy has told me very little about you". Maddy sensed a little tension in the air "Pedro why don't you show Juan around" she suggested as Javier sat down. Pedro nodded "Juan" he said gesturing for him to follow. Maddy watched as they walked off "Your brother is very cautious" she said looking at Javier. Javier nodded and decided it was time to be open with her and David about what had happened the day before he arrived in LA. He spared no detail and said it how it was, his innocent way was duped by Brad's good looks and his constant flattery and advances leading up to the manipulation and persuasion to take drugs. Maddy was quite shocked but loved him for being so honest about things, David sat there shaking his head in disbelief and sadness for Javier being treated that way. He finished by saying he was sure Juan would be fine with Pedro he just takes a little time to warm to people he doesn't know. Juan stopped in the family room "You really like my brother?" he asked catching Pedro by surprise. Pedro sat down "Yes, I have never felt this way about someone and wanted to be with them so much" he replied. "How do I know your not playing him for a fool?" Juan asked standing there "It has happened before". Pedro looked at him "You mean this Brad guy?" he asked then continued "I am not him or anything like him". Juan sat down next to him "My brother means everything to me and our parents. That is why I am here". "I never had that growing up, I was very much alone until I came here to work" Pedro said feeling vulnerable. Juan looked at him "Oh, sorry Javy didn't tell me much about your past" he replied trying to fathom how that felt. "They left me when I was five, I spent the years in an orphanage until I came here to work" Pedro looked at Juan. They continued talking for nearly half an hour allowing Juan to get a better understanding of Pedro and his life. Eventually he went on to explain about how they had been wanting to adopt him for a couple of years and only after meeting Javier that he finally signed the document and became part of the Davenport family. Juan saw a much clearer view of Pedro and actually began to like him, there was no malice just a carefree person who had been looked after well by the Davenports. He could see why his brother liked him, Juan had not paid hardly any attention to his tour of the house and found they had returned to the family room. Pedro turned to Juan "That's the house pretty much" he said "I hope you can see how much I like Javy". Juan smiled "I didn't mean to judge you so quickly in my head, but I need to make sure of his choices" he said. "I understand Juan, and I hope you get to like me and know I am being honest" Pedro said walking on to the terrace. Juan looked at him "If I am honest with you, I think you are what Javy needs" he said smiling to him. Pedro nodded "He is what I need as well, but as his brother you probably know best" he stated to Juan convincingly. "I just don't want to go around picking him up again" Juan said looking at Pedro again "keep it real with him". Pedro half smiled "So you are okay with us being together?" he asked needing affirmation from Juan. Juan nodded "Yes, just don't go buying him expensive things he will hate it" he chuckled. Pedro laughed "I won't, but it is David, I mean my father who will. Wow that seemed strange" he said smiling. Juan laughed and put his arm around Pedro "I think we will get along fine" he said. Javier watched from a distance and breathed a sigh of relief as Juan put his arm around Pedro and they were laughing. Juan enjoyed the evening getting to know everyone and dining outside, David and him hit it off more so when they found a love of soccer and both supported the same team in Spain. It took David a long time to persuade Juan to come to Spain in two weeks and watch their next match as his guest, Juan threw his hands up in surrender knowing he was defeated on the subject but made it clear it was a one time only he would accept this. By the time everyone was leaving Javier explained he was staying the night with Pedro to Juan and he would see him in the morning. Pedro was like a child dragging Juan away from the front entrance and eventually they run up the stairs closing the door they kissed frantically biting each others lower lip as they began to shed their clothes in desperation. Javier found himself laying naked on the bed, the flat of Pedro's tongue washed over his ass hole, Javier's hands clutched at his hair his fingers digging in to Pedro's scalp. He didn't stop, only increased the intensity and pressure. Javier writhing on the bed wanting him to stop and wanting more when he exploded calling his name trying to control his trembling body. He was vaguely aware of Pedro moving upwards until he was on top of Javier, his hard cock nudging at his entrance. The passion and excitement between them took them both by surprise. Javier closed his eyes as he legs locked together high around Pedro's waist, the sensual kissing around his neck and chin only heightened by the pressing of Pedro's cock against his hole. He loomed over Javier and told him to open his eyes, he obeyed and stared up in the two brown pools of love as the head Pedro's cock speared into his hole. Javier gasped and arched against the burn of being stretched but he didn't close his eyes as his body absorbed him inch by inch. The burning and pain intensified feeling it moving deeper and deeper in to him. Pedro moaned he was fully inside and murmured 'You are so precious, feel so good' and began to move. His strokes were hard and powerful as their bodies pounded together. Javier was on fire, he felt branded and they melted into one. The muscles in Pedro's body worked effortlessly as Javier held on for dear life. His stifled cries only barely audible, his mouth full of Pedro's tongue as he worked both of Javier's holes. Javier was at his mercy and he was wanting more as the true nature of sex began to unravel and reveal itself, he was bound by him, to him. He felt Pedro snapped his hips back withdrawing just enough that Javier felt the loss of him before filling him again in a soul shattering thrust. Javier tired to arch his back but he was pinned on the bed biting lovingly at Pedro's neck, his hands and arms all over the place around Pedro's body. There was a hard edge to Pedro's hunger right now. A deep, insatiable need that Javier felt down inside his soul. He could feel the orgasm building in Pedro's body though his excitement and pleasure and was just as intense. Unable to contain himself his orgasm shuddered around his pinned down body, gasping and moaning as his semen throbbed out of his cock between them. Pedro's hips pounding against his body increased in speed, their lips locked together erratically kissing, his ass aching and burning but he didn't want this to end. Pedro grunted and his body went rigid thrusting down harder and locking deep inside Javier's body releasing his seed, fertilizing his lover and asserting his ownership over him in a mating ritual. Javier's arms grabbed Pedro around the shoulder and neck holding him as close and tight as he could muster, moaning as wave after wave of electrifying pulses emitted from Pedro's cock inside him. He held on to him until he felt the body in his arms relaxing, the warm air from his heavy breathing caressing his neck. The moistness of his tongue worked along Javier's neck and across his cheek seeking his mouth and their lips pressed up hard against one another kissing in a tender teasing post frenzied state. "Wow" Javier giggled stroking Pedro's back as he laid on top of him. Pedro kissed his neck "I'm so sorry, I thought this would have been more romantic" he stroked Javier's head. Javier looked at him "You took me to church and back" he smiled "I'm soiled goods now" he laughed. Pedro raised his head "You really were a virgin at fucking?" he asked and Javier nodded. Pedro kissed him "I should have done it with more care" he said. Javier pulled him back in to his arms "And miss out on what just happened?" he asked "No" answering his own question. Pedro rolled on to his back "Come on shower" he said getting up and pulling Javier with him. They stood under the cascading water from the shower Pedro's arms wrapped around the waist of Javier. Pedro's head leaning against Javier's neck in a close bond letting the water run over their bodies.

We're back in Maui. Staying at the same condo complex as last year, but in a different unit. This unit however we rented through the same property management company that we used last year. In my email conversations with the property manager, Dave, he said, "I think you stayed in one of my units before. Right?" " I think I remember you", he continued. Anyway, we arrived late Thursday on the island of Maui. It took several hours to rent a car and to reach our condo on the other side of the island. Dave had told me that door keys had been replaced with combination locks on the doors. He gave me the code and told me that since it would be so late at night, just to use the code to let ourselves in. Then he would check with us the next day to see if everything was ok. We got settled and quickly fell asleep. The next morning, we realized we couldn't get the TV to work. So, when Dave called to check on us, we told him of the TV issue. He said he'd stop by within the hour. While my husband was fixing breakfast, I took a quick douche and shower. I was remember the great "anonymous" fuck Dave gave me last year. I was hoping he'd be up for a replay. Just as I was dressing there was a knock at the door. My husband answered the door as I was walking out of the bedroom. There stood that muscular hunk, Dave. Dressed as he normally did in basketball shorts and a wife beater t-shirt. He'd put on a small tummy since last year. And had grown his hair. He had his hair pulled back and wrapped in an elastic. He was wearing a baseball cap over it. He looked a bit disheveled. But handsome and as masculine as ever. He's such a good looking str8 man. He came into the unit and kicked off his sandals as is a Hawaiian custom. We showed him the TV issue and he was able to solve it quickly. We thanked Dave and he was out the door and on his way. My cock was churning in my shorts from seeing that muscular, tattooed hunk of man. We ate our breakfast and my husband settled on the lounge chair on the lanai to enjoy the beautiful view of the Pacific Ocean and the Island of Molikai just off the coast. I was cleaning up the dishes as my phone pinged that I had a message on Grindr. I looked at my Grindr app and sure enough there was a message from a guy showing a muscular, headless torso with those familiar tattoos. "Hey. Saw you online. I hope you remember me from last year." the message read. "Hi. Yes. I remember you. You have time for a replay?" I sent back. "Yeah. U avail now?" he said. "Yeah. I am." I shot back. "Building 19 Unit 4. Ten minutes. OK?" he said. "OK. I'll be there." I replied. "Just like before. I'll be in the master bath. Get naked, put the sleep mask on. And kneel next to the bed. Let me know when you're ready." he instructed. "Ok. See you in 10." I sent back. "I'm off for a walk", I shouted to my husband on the lanai. "K" was all he said as I went out the door. I walked down the hill to building 19 and found unit 4. I opened the door and yelled out. "I'm here". I proceeded to the bedroom and found the bathroom door closed. The bedroom was dark. The blinds pulled closed. No lights on. I closed the door behind me and the room was nearly completely dark, except for the light coming under the bathroom door. I quickly stripped. I had found the sleep mask laying on the bedside table. I put it on and knelt next to the bed, facing the bathroom door. "OK. I'm ready", I shouted. I heard the door open and heard him walk towards me. He pressed his soft cock to my face, slapping it across my face. I opened my mouth and he placed his cockhead in my mouth. I wrapped my lips around his cock and began to suck. His cock swelled quickly in my mouth and was soon to full hardness in a few moments. I sucked on his cock and then began to lick his balls. Soon he pulled from my mouth and climbed up on the edge of the bed. "Eat my ass, faggot". he barked. I scooted over to his ass and pressed my face between his ass cheeks, spreading them and then diving my tongue up into his ass. He was softly moaning in pleasure as I licked, kissed and tongue fucked his hole. I got my tongue deep up inside him. Licking the inner wall of his sphincter. "Fuck, yeah! I remember this tongue. Such a good faggot. Aren't you?" he growled as I made love to his asshole. "Ok, queer. Up on the bed. On your knees. You know what I really want. Show me that cunt of yours." I climbed up on the bed. Crawled to the middle of the king sized bed. I put my ass up, face down. I reached behind me and spread my ass cheeks. I heard and felt him repeatedly spit on my asshole. He pushed some spit up into my hole and then repeated it, spitting more on my hole. Then I felt his cockhead press against my hole and he spit down onto his cockhead as he pushed up into me. I was wishing I'd brought some poppers with me, but this all happened so fast, I didn't even think about bringing them with me. I tried to concentrate on relaxing my ass. And after a moment or two my ass had relaxed and his cock was feeling great as he began to slide in and out of my ass. He would slap my ass. One cheek, then the other. Each thrust he took was deeper and harder than the last. Soon he had both his hands grabbing me around the waist as he continued to pound my hole. It took only about 5 or 6 minutes of deep, hard and rough pounding before his fingers dug into my waist and he let out a low growl, as I felt his cock throb and he filled my ass with his hot load. As soon as he came, he slapped my ass and pulled out. "Ok, fag. I'm done with you. Put your clothes on and get out. I have to get this place back to new. The renters will be here within the hour. How long are you here?" he asked me. I almost laughed out loud. I knew for a fact that this was Dave. But he was continuing the game that I didn't know. So, he knew damn well that I'd be here until Thursday. But, I played along and told him. "Watch for my message on Grindr. I may have another opportunity. Now, get out." he barked as he went back into the bathroom and closed the door. I quickly dressed and left the unit without saying anything. I'll definitely be checking my Grindr app through the week.

I totally agree! Definitely nothing turns me on more and in multiple ways and makes sex so erotic than Satanic element!

I know 100% how I got pozzed. About a month and a half ago, I answered an online ad where three young tops (19, 20, and 22) were looking for a bottom to fuck. The ad said that they wanted a bottom who was negative and liked to be tied up. I would like to add that I love to be tied up. Being tied up makes me feel helpless and unable to stop someone's actions and I love that feeling. Anyways, the next day I went to the house of the 22 year old and when I arrived, I was asked if I was sure that I wanted them to fuck me. I was told that once I said yes and stepped into the house, I wouldn't be able to back out. I told them that I wanted them to fuck me and that I was 100% sure. When I walked into the house, I was immediately tied up so that I couldn't go anywhere. The first top then prepared to fuck me. When I first answered the ad, I didn't know the status of any of the three tops and I didn't ask. I very quickly found out the three were HIV+. The first top started fucking me and a few seconds before the first top cummed in me, he slowed down slightly and whispered in my ear. He told me that he was HIV+ and before I could react, he thrusted one last time and shot his load into me. After the first top pulled out, I was told that all three of them were HIV+. I was told that all three of them had recently been infected with HIV and that they wanted to share the gift with others. Now I realized why I was asked at the door if I was sure that I wanted them to fuck me. I knew that when a person first gets infected, their viral load is very high. Since the first top had just shot their poz load into me, I knew there was a high chance that the load had already infected me. Looking at the other two tops, I knew that if I wasn't pozzed yet, I was about to be. There was no way I was coming out of this and staying negative. Plus I was tied up, so even if I wanted to fight back, I couldn't. (Not that I wanted to fight back.) So I then just waited for the other two to fuck me. I knew my fate was already sealed. For the next several hours, the three tops took turns fucking me. A week and a half later, I came down with the flu. I knew this wasn't any ordinary flu, I knew it was the fuck flu. I didn't get tested immediately. I waited to get tested at first, but I soon went and got tested because even though I knew I was HIV+, I wanted documented proof. I got my results back a couple days ago and it proved that I am HIV+.

The first night of TBRU, I attended a party set up on BBRT by a hot Asian Versatile Top who has fucked me before. He had a 3 room suite, and the part was strip-at-the-door. There were several dozen guys there over the course of the evening, but usually only about 20 at any one time. They ranged in age from 20s to 60s and in body type from petite to chub. They were, however, all there to take and give loads. My husband came along even though he was tired out from the drive. He bailed after half an hour or so telling me to enjoy myself. I did a little oral both ways before I ended up bent over by one of the guys I had seen take at least 3 loads. He fucked me for a while then he swapped out with another guy who also fucked me good. There were at least 3 but maybe as many as 5 guys taking turns on my ass for quite a while. I know I got a load from the first guy who bent me over, but I might have gotten more. After a rest, I was walking through the middle room when the host grabbed me and bent me over right by the entrance. He fucked me for a while and recruited other guys to fuck me as they passed by. This went on for a while. My friend, the host, said I took at least 3 loads during this round. After this the party started winding down. I visited with some guys in the middle room which had become the Chill-Out space. I got several more cocks in me, but no more loads. After about 3 hours, I decided to call it a night. The next afternoon I went with a group from TBRU to Club Dallas. I wandered around and sucked some nice cocks for a while. I ran into my friend who had hosted the party the night before, and he put me in the sling for a good fuck. It was too early for him to want to cum, so he moved on after a while. I decided to hang out in the sling since no one else was showing signs of wanting to be there. Several guys came by and stroked me tits or cock. A few fucked me briefly. After a while, I decided had been in the sling long enough. I went back to my room to rest for a minute and relube. As I was going out the door to my room, a young Latino walked up to me and pushed me back into the room. He pushed me down on the bed and turned my ass up and proceeded to fuck me long and hard until he blew his load inside. It turns out he recognized me from my pic on BBRT; we had been chatting earlier, so he knew I was looking for loads. I watched a couple of other guys get fucked in the sling. I sucked some cock in the video room. When I found the sling empty again, I climbed back in. I had several guys fuck me who could not stay hard enough to cum. Then it was time to head back to the hotel. I made the second excursion to the baths on Saturday morning. It was much like the day before - lots of fucking, not a lot of breeding. In 3 hours, I only heard the sound of a good verbal breeding 3-4 times, and the place is small enough you can hear everything. I know as a chub, I am not everyone's cup of tea, but even the cute, fit bottoms were doing without. I can't complain about cock though; I probably had 20 different ones inside me that day. I do want to tell a story about a hot non-breeding I got that day. I was again in the sling. This tall, muscular black top with tons of tattoos was standing off to the side staring at me. He eventually came to the business end of the sling and began to gently finger me. After a minute, he pressed up against my butt and pulled his big cock out of his towel and thumped it down on my belly. He began to work my nips, and I began to stroke his cock. I would guess it was about 8x6 maybe longer. He said, "Your big white ass looks so beautiful in this sling, but I just can't put it in you." After a few minutes of this, he looked up and started like he saw someone coming, and scooted away into the rest of the maze. About 5 minutes later, he appeared and again fingered my ass. This time he pressed his cock against my hole and slowly pushed in. I had prelubed with some silicone lube, so it was not painful. Still there was a LOT of friction. He pulled out and spat into his hand for lube 3 or 4 times. Just as he got to the point where he could stroke, he again freaked and ran off. Later that day after returning from the baths, I saw him with a guy who was clearly his partner. I guess he was doing more than he was supposed to at the baths. I hated to miss on the load, but it was really hot to know how badly he wanted my ass.

"Nah, I ain't ticklish there, just a bit ripe!" Blackie said, grabbing Alex's ears and guiding it to his left pit. In his element, Alex inhaled deeply, savoring Blackie's masculine, musky stink before licking it thoroughly. "Mmmm, that's hot!" Blackie moaned, moving Alex's mouth to his other pit for more of the same treatment. Sated for the time being, Alex leaned back on the sofa and licked his lips. "Damn, you got a stink that I could get hooked on!" He said, practically cooing. "When you approached me in the park, you registered highly piggy on my gaydar and it's rarely wrong!" Placing a hand on Alex's knee, Blackie confessed, "Your gaydar is spot on! Aside from females, minors, scat and extreme pain, I'm into pretty much everything, especially when I party! Speaking of which, I think we should both hose out before I break out my stash! If you're like me and suffer from T dick, here's something to prevent that!" He said, reaching into a box on the table and taking out 2 blue pills. Alex took the pill from Blackie's outstretched hand. "That should do the trick!" He said, washing it down with the last of his beer, while Blackie did the same. "As far as hosing out, might I suggest that we only use the shower for that? Soap is the last thing I wanna taste when I lick a man and I plan on tasting every inch of you!" "You're my kinda pig!" Blackie said. "I only use soap and deodorant when I'm socializing and my stink would be offensive! Let's hit the hose! One of the selling points of this place is having 2 separate bathrooms in the master suite, so we'll each have our own toilet!" He rose from the sofa and helped Alex up, leading the way. The sight of Blackie's ass made Alex's mouth water. "Fuck, you have a beautiful ass! It's so round and firm! Would you think it's a racist remark for me to say that black men have the sweetest asses for eating?" Shaking his butt flirtatiously, Blackie replied, "It's not a racist remark, it just shows you're a man of good taste! You know the old saying, 'the darker the berry, the sweeter the taste'! Being full blooded African, you won't find a darker berry around here!

Part 25 Home Slice We arrived back home and I we surprised to find Robbie waiting for me. He told me that I needed to go see my mother right away, somethings happened to my father. He wouldn’t tell me anything more but said I could let him drive. We rode over to my house in silence. When we pulled up I noticed numerous cars parked in the driveway and on the street. I walked in to have my mother hug me as she cried, “Chris, I’m sorry to tell you, your father was mugged and apparently he tried to fight back and the mugger shot him. They rushed him to the hospital where he died.” I wasn’t sure what to feel. My mother just got me my son of a bitch father is dead. Part of me is sad, but part of me is glad I don’t have to have him to deal with any more. I knew he was trying to cause trouble for Dante, and that wouldn’t have be good. I hugged my mother tightly before friends and family members who were there to pay their respects began to comfort me. Dante I knew Robbie was taking Home Slice to his mother’s where he would learn on his father’s death. I'd never tell him that Miguel and I played a role in his father’s death. It was necessary since his father was starting to stir up trouble accusing me of raping his son. This accusation could mean brought undue attention possibly causing trouble for my business. Now that he's dead there’s no one screaming to the police to investigate the rape allegation. Home Slice told the police a while back that he willingly consented we we had sex. Of course he omitted that he was high as fuck, but he never said no and asked to be fucked. I introduced Keanu to the crew that was hanging out. I told them that he is now part of our crew (this let them know that he’d been fucked by me since that’s how someone becomes part of our crew). I could see a couple of them eyeing him up and down ready to pounce on his ass and cock. He quickly made new friends and I started to figure who I should team him with to learn the business. Before I knew it, a small group headed out to the patio, stripped naked and jumped into the pool. They began to kiss and feel each other’s naked bodies. They then moved the action to the pool house where I turned on the camera to watch the action. They put Keanu in the sling as a pipe was pulled out and they stared smoking while someone prepare slams for all to enjoy. I kept watching as I recorded everything as they slammed Keanu first. I’m sure that they were pleasantly surprised to see his 7.5” cock go rock hard as he coughed and ride his rush. They spent most of the day fucking each other. Keanu settled into our crew perfectly. He became one of my best sellers, especially when he learned how to get extra cash for his poz seed. There was always someone out there wanting themselves or another person pozzed up. Home Slice figured out that Miguel and I had his father killed. He didn’t get angry when he figured it out, he knew it had to be done. He then proceed to slam himself with the biggest slam he’d ever done and I fucked him non stop for 6 hours.

Part 6 Billy and I lay there in silence for a long time, gently caressing each others heads and faces, trying to bring comfort to our dire situation. Eventually, we heard the guy in the cell next to Billy wake up. "Hey!" I whispered, "Who are you?" "Number 39." He whispered back. "Fuck that!" Hissed Biily. "What's your name?" "Tom, it's Tom" "How long have you been here, Tom?" I asked. "I dunno. I've lost track of time. Hey, when did they capture you?" "August 2nd." I answered. "They caught me St. Paddy's day. So I guess almost 5 months now." "Shut up!" Someone whispered further down. "You shut the fuck up!" Billy retorted. "How did they catch you, Tom?" "I passed out drunk in an alley. Next thing I knew, I woke up here. How bout you two?" "Car broke down." I answered. "Earl caught us." "That's how they get most of us." Drawled a voice. "Who are you?" I whispered. "Beau. They got me when me and my girl were gator huntin. Truck got mired in a bog, they showed up after a while. I think they killed my girl." The doors opened and we all cowered in silence. This time they were just bringing us our slop to eat. Couldn't really call it food. "I got here 'bout a month before Tom." He continued after they left. "Are you the bald guy?" I asked. "Yea, but I'm not bald. A client shaved my head." I shuddered at the word client. "I used to have really long hair." He said sadly. "My girl loved it. But they do what they want with us. Or we suffer." "Shit!" Said Tom. "We suffer regardless! They don't care. They torture for fun, they torture for punishment. You can't tell the difference! I was the one in the cage over there when you guys were "initiated". I hadn't done anything wrong. I did what they told me, and I begged, "Please don't put me in there. I've been a good faggot. I've been a good whore. But they don't care. They're sick monsters!" "Where are we exactly?" I asked. "Don't know for sure." Replied Beau. "I think we're in Texas. Could be Dallas, could be Houston, hell, we could be in Fucking Mini-God-Damn-Sota for all we know." "Has anyone escaped?" Asked Billy. A brief silence followed. "Never." Said Beau. "Oh Randy." Billy started crying again. " I don't want to die here!" I grabbed his tear stained face through the bars. "You won't die here Billy. I promise you buddy!" I kissed him tenderly through the bars, and he instinctively kissed me back. "I won't let them Billy." I mumbled through our kisses. Then the door opened again. "God damn Mother Fuckers!" Billy screamed, jumping up and grabbing the bars. "You let us out of here. I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you!" Three of the goons grabbed bats off the wall and let themselves into Billy's cell and started beating him furiously. Billy screamed and covered his head as the blows reigned down on him." "Easy now boys." Said the Master. "Don't damage the merchandise, too much." After a few more hard blows to his young body, Billy was dragged over to a sling and quickly immobilized. A few seconds later I recognized the tell-tale cough that means he was injected, as the Master wheeled the dildo machine over to his battered body. "I guess he needs a few more hours with the machine." Seconds later fresh new screams erupted from Billy as his ass was again mercilessly ravaged. The goons opened my cell next, and guided me over to the St. Andrew's Cross. Unlike last time, I was tied facing toward it. "Someone shut that slave up!" Demanded the Master. "Our clients won't like that." Quickly I heard Billy's screams stifled as he was gagged. "Better, I know they want to hear the screams they paid for." I shuddered knowing he was talking about me. Soon I felt the prick, then the rush, then the coughing. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the big, muscle brute pick a bull whip, and a scary looking cat-o-nine tails off the wall as a small group of old men filed into the dungeon. "Happy 80th birthday Leonard!" They shouted. I already knew the significance of the number 80. I didn't have long to think when the first hard blow from the cat landed on my left ass cheek. I screamed as I felt my flesh burn. The next landed on the right cheek. Ten hard strokes landed total on my ass before it stopped for a moment, leaving me a few seconds to breath between screams. But not for long. Quickly I felt the bull whip lash my back and my screams began anew. Ten lashes with the bullwhip, followed by ten with the cat until all 80 had been administered, leaving me with I was sure was a bloody mess of a backside. "How much extra to add that blond boy over there for the next part?" Asked one of the old men. "3 grand." Said Master. "Done!" The goons took me down while others hung a sling next to my poor Billy. They carried me over and threw me down on it, causing more pain to my fresh wounds. But I could hardly register it. The machine was removed from Billy and wheeled away as the old men greased up their hands and arms. An ungagged Billy was the first to let out a new scream as I saw a gnarly old fist plunge into his oozing red hole. Seconds later my own screams outrivald Billy's as my own hole was plundered by an old man. It hurt worse than the first night I was fucked. I swear I blacked out, cause everything went fuzzy for a while. I came back around to a fire burning in my ass as the old man punch fucked my sure to be ruined hole. I turned my head toward Billy, and I could barely see him through my tears of pain. He turned to me and I could tell he was trying to scream, "Help me Randy." God help us both Billy. God help us both. Finally the old men got tired of the torture and took turns shooting their nasty loads in our ruined assholes. After they left, the goons were so turned on they took their turns fucking their own loads into our abused bodies. Neither Billy nor I could even register the fucking anymore. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, we were lifted out of the slings and dumped in our cells. A jar of salve was tossed into my cell. "Don't say we never gave you nothing." Said a goon. Billy and I lay in silent, mutual pain for a while before I finally reached for the jar. "Let me Randy." Billy said. I handed him the jar as I gingerly backed up to the bars. Gently he started to rub the salve into my wounds. It stung, but was cooling at the same time. "How bad is it?" I asked. "It's bad." He replied. He didn't need to say more. After he finished my back, he spread it on my ass cheeks next. When he finished, he started to apply some to my aching asshole. I grabbed his hand to stop him. "No Randy, let me." He said tenderly. He gently rubbed my battered hole, soothing it and me at once. When he finished, I did the same for his asshole. I carefully rubbed the salve into his distended asslips, shuddering, knowing mine must look the same. When we finished, we laid on our side's facing each other. Billy reached through and caressed my face as he broke down in tears. "I love you Randy." He sputtered. I pressed his hand into my cheek as I broke down as well. "I love you too buddy. I love you too."

I only top. I've been fucked twice, but didn't enjoy it, as it was rather uncomfortable. However, I love plunging my dick in true bottoms. I like having power over the other, making him my bitch. I couldn't fulfill that submissive role. I have to be on top. It's always exciting to see how you can have some people begging for your dick when you top, turning them into hungry little pigs. They can be important people in "real life", but once on their knees, they just submit. Love that power feeling that goes along with being a top.

Part 3 Wow! I had never been fucked by more the one guy at a time and now I had just received my fourth load of cum up my fuck hole. All bareback. And even though I had been led to believe they had all been tested negative for HIV, I had been informed the last three loads were actually poz, and there were at least a dozen more poz infected cocks that were going to breed my negative ass. In addition I had just fucked a poz infected ass that was full of toxic poz cum and had shot what was probably going to be my last negative load. As my softening dick slid out of the poz pit I had just fucked I tried to get up but was roughly grabbed and place back on the fuck bench. Some one took the place of the guy I had just fucked and he in turn mounted the fresh piece of fuck meat. As he straddled him and slid his poz stick up his ass I had a great view of his cum dripping fuck hole. There was a bio hazard tattoo surrounding the poz pit which was dripping cum. "Now you can lick his ass fuck pig." I didn't need a second invitation. I love cum and the ass seasoning of a fresh cream pie is my favorite. I dove in licking up all the cum on the outside before plunging my tongue into that toxic bug infested ass. My cock was already starting to get hard again. "You like that poz fuck slop piggy"? someone asked. "Best tasting cream pie I ever," I replied. Just then another big cock was rammed deep in my hole. "Oh fuck" I gasped, "Fuck me, pump more of that bug infected poz into my cunt! Give me another load of faggot death deep in my ass." The top slammed his poz injector fuck stick in hard and almost immediately I felt his cock throbbing and I was getting another poz load deep in my ass. I could feel more of that demon seed running down my balls as his cock spewed burst after burst deep in my bowels. Thank god they all seemed to be cumming so fast. I didn't think my ass could handle every cock here pounding my ass for twenty minutes apiece. About that time bio hazard tattoo guy let out a deep moan and pumped his satanic venom deep into the ass he was pounding. Once again they told me to straddle the guy on the floor in front of me and fuck him. My cock was once again hard as a rock as I plunged it into the poz filled fuck hole and once again another cock was thrust into my ass. Since I had already came once I wasn't able to shoot another load right away and three more guys bred my fuck hole before I released my cum deep into the ass under me. Again I was yanked back onto the fuck bench with my ass exposed. The guy whose ass I had fucked was replaced with a fresh unseeded ass which he straddled and started to fuck as I licked his freshly cum filled fuck hole. My own ass was on fire from all the fucking it was getting and each new poz fucker seemed like he was trying to ram it in harder than the previous guy. As I lapped up the cum from the ass in front of me his balls tightened and he spewed his toxic brew into the bottom's ass. "Okay piggy, get that negative prick into that bug hole." I straddled the freshly pozed bug hole but my dick was not responding. I had shot two loads in a very short period and I needed some time to recover and told them as much. "We got just the thing to cure that." The men around me moved back and a figure in a black robe came forward. The robe had a hood that completely hid his face. A cold shiver cursed through my body. He looked like the grim reaper. He was holding what looked like an oxygen mask attached to a long flexible hose that you might see on a vacuum cleaner. "Inhale this," a screechy high pitched voice hissed. "What is it? I can't do drugs. If a random drug test caught me with drugs in my system I would lose my job." "Better than drugs and not detectable. I like to call it Devil's breath" he hissed in a voice that very much sounded like it could be that of the Devil. I tried to pull away from the sinister figure but his bony hand was at the back of my head before I could react. The mask was placed over my mouth and nose. "Don't fight it. Inhale," the eerie, satanic voice hissed. There was a vapor issuing from the mask that was hot and had a strong smell of sulfur that did not quite mask another foul odor. I tried to hold my breath but a fist was slammed into my gut knocking the wind from me. With each gasp for air I filled my lungs with the noxious vapor. The room was swimming but my balls felt that familiar tingle that signaled that they had a load that needed to get out. My cock had also jumped back to life, and no sooner than someone grabbed it and guided me to that poz infected fuck pit.

The smellier the better! It's so sexy the smell. If it smells like soap I get turned off so I usually tell my guys don't to wash it.