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Asleep and Taking Loads My boy and I have been coming up with some fun risky scenarios to play out getting him more comfortable taking raw POZ cock. It totally turns both of us on. Over the past few months, I’ve shared his holes with a few guys, mostly buddies, mostly NEG or POZ and medicated. He suggested lining up a few NEG guys online to come over for some group fun and pretend to be drugged up and knocked out. He figured I’d be there to keep things from getting out of hand, so where’s the real harm, right? He told me that he’d start to moan or ‘wake up’ if he’d had too much and wanted to stop. Plus, I’d get to watch these strangers breed my boy and then fuck their cum into his ass. What could go wrong? My boy decided that Saturday night would be our best bet to get a lot of guys. I placed an ad with a few naked pictures showing his hole full of cock, one of it freshly bred and leaking seed, letting guys know he was serious: GUY TAKING NEG LOADS WHILE PASSED OUT. FUN STARTS AT MIDNIGHT THIS SATURDAY. SEND PICS AND STATS FOR ADDRESS. Within the next two days, I’d had about ten replies. Most were from NEG guys who loved the idea. One was from someone POZ saying how risky it was just to trust people. He went on to say that some POZ guys might just say they were NEG and join the scene anyway. He included a pic of his muscular back with a big biohazard tattoo and a really nice, slightly saggy ass. I knew he was right, but sent the address and instructions to come on in to the rest of the NEG guys who I wanted to see raw top my sleepy boy. Saturday afternoon we had an early light lunch and I got the house ready while my boy lounged in the tub and took his time really deep cleaning. We put the bed in the middle of the room and stripped it of our normal sheets with a black rubber mattress cover in their place. My boy took a few hits of poppers and laid down as I ate his hole. Around 11:45, I heard the front door open and two or three voices chatting as they came up the stairs. My boy winked at me and closed his eyes. Three guys came in and stripped their clothes off as I fingered my boys ass, saying that he was out cold, and they could have their way with him. One guy shoved his cock down my boy’s throat. Another one lined up and spit on his dick before shoving it into my boy. My slutty boy must have been really struggling to not groan or moan on those cocks. The third guy, a real frat boy, seemed to be having a hard time getting it up, so I knealt down suck his cock until it was ready to breed my boy. While I was gobbling the frat boy’s cock, a fourth guy showed up, big muscle guy. I remembered his thick tool from his pics. He stipped off his shorts and winked at me while I went back to sucking the frat boy off. The first two men came, one shooting his load all over my ‘sleeping’ boy’s face and hair. The first top shot his load deep into my boy. When he pulled out there was a white river leaking out. I smeared some cum out of my boy’s bangs onto my cock and pushed their cum into him. I fucked my boy for a few minutes. The first two guys were naked and jerking each other off while the frat boy watched and slapped his thickening dick on my boy’s slack mouth. The muscle guy tapped my ass and told me he was ready for his turn. He was rock hard and truly thick, naked from the waist down, his frame peeking out of a black tanktop. I knew my boy must have been struggling to take it all so fast, even though he was well-lubed and pretty open. I watched from behind as he forced inside my boy, his broad shoulders flexing under that shirt. My boy remained totally silent as the guy stabbed his dick balls deep and then went to hammering. When he was about to cum, he shook his head and said, ‘not yet.’ The frat boy was finally fully hard and slid on into my silent boy. I needed a piss really bad, and the first top told me he was thirsty. ‘Not here,’ I said, and pointed to the bathroom. The guy got in the shower and I pissed into his mouth. He swallowed every drop. We were only out of the bedroom for a minute or two when the frat boy shouted that he was going to cum, and we raced back in to watch him hammer his load into my ‘passed-out’ boy’s hungry hole. The muscle guy was next to my boy’s shoulder with his back to us, tapping a spot on his arm. He jerked his cock as the frat boy came then took his place, not waiting for me to have a turn. The guy grunted and growled as he pummeled my boy’s raw ass but my boy never made a sound. As he force fucked my boy, I watched as his ass flapped around and realized where I’d seen it before. I wasn’t at all surprised when his shirt crept high enough that I could see the points of his biohazard tattoo peeking out, but I was too horny to do anything to stop it. I knew this POZ stranger was about to breed my boy, just like he warned me he would. The muscle stud roared as he filled my boy up. ‘I’m breeding you, boy, filling you up with POZ cum! You like that?’ he asked. The three NEG guys sort of freaked out and made a quick exit, grabbing their clothes as they left. I stood there shocked, but fully hard and about to shoot my load. Still inside my boy, the guy leaned forward, ‘You like this game boy? Want me to call my toxic friends over and share your hole with them? You want me to stop?’ My boy didn’t reply. I knew he wanted to eventually take POZ cum, and was waiting for a sign that it was time to call it a night. I rubbed my boy’s face and tried to ask him if he wanted more, but he just drooled. I was a little freaked out. The POZ muscle top went over to his phone and clicked around. He held the screen towards me and I saw a conversation on it: Person 1: Hey boy. Nice profile. You take raw POZ cock? Person 2: I want to… I have this fantasy. Person 1: Yeah? What’s that? Person 2: I convince my man to host a NEG-only party and pretend to be passed out. But, I get a POZ guy to come over and actually give me something so I pass out and can’t stop him from breeding me. Person 1: Yeah, boy? I could do that for you. I have connections… and maybe some POZ buddies who might be into joining… Person 2: Cool Keep your eyes peeled for an ad. That’ll be us. In case my man doesn’t send you the address, here it is: ********** Person 1: Cool. You really want me to mess you up and knock you out? Person 2: Yes, please. The POZ stud took his phone back and grabbed my hips. He guided my cock into my boy’s puffy cummy hole. ‘You like this scene?’ ‘Yeah,’ I replied. 'Breed him. Mix your seed with mine inside him. He wants this.’ He rocked my hips forwards and backwards faster and faster until I shot my load into my boy, pushing that POZ and those NEG loads deeper inside him. The stud licked his lips as I pulled out and spread my boy’s cheeks. He sucked out as much cum as he could until it was smeared all over his mouth. ‘Clean me!,’ he ordered. I licked all over his mouth as he jammed his fingers in and out of my boy. ‘Good thing you’re into this. My buddies are already on their way over…’

Picked up a guy off Grindr Sunday night, who described himself as a "thugged out top." He lives in one of the rougher neighborhoods a couple miles from my place. He was the complete package. Tall, slender with a little bit of muscle tone, and sporting a beautiful dark black dick that gets rock hard the minute I put it in my mouth. It's the kind of dick that is perfectly shaped when hard: long, thick and sticking straight out from his pubes. Before we get everything started, he hands me a couple x tabs. I've done x before, no problem. We get down to business. I admit, I was a little afraid he might be a rough fucker... And also kinda hoping he would be. He starts teasing my hole with his beautiful dick head, pushing it in & pulling it out, slowly opening me up for the entire length of his shaft, which he then slowly but deliberately sinks into my cunt and just holds it there. What comes next can only be described as mind blowing. For nearly 8 full hours, thug daddy is in my hole, digging me out and giving me the best dicking I've ever had, all the while mesmerizing me with his deep rough voice. When the x finally kicked in (I'd lost complete track of time by the time it did), a sniff from my poppers turned me into a moaning, begging cock slut needing nothing else but his dick to keep digging me out for all eternity. During a break in the festivities, one of my regular breeders, another black guy, texts to see if I'm up. He loves watching me get fucked, and thug daddy wanted to see me get fucked too, so he comes over. I'm still rolling while I've got both beautiful black dicks in both holes. Eventually my fuck buddy breeds my cunt and thug daddy slides in right after, loving the feeling of the extra nutt in my hole. Buddy leaves, but thug daddy keeps on dicking me down. I probably could have continued fucking for a few more hours, but my knees were starting to give out and I just started begging for his load, which he eventually obliged with me on my back, legs spread wide. The look on his face as he busted was pure ecstacy and a huge turn on. Hopefully I can get him over next weekend for another session. Can't wait!

First a little about myself. I just turned 18 a few months ago. It's been mom and I for as long as I can remember. Mom has been a nurse at least my entire life and even before then. She is now the head nurse (no pun intended) at our local hospice which cares for men with AIDS. I have been around sick men ever since I can remember. I have helped mom and the other nurses out quite a bit. I clean up on occasion and help feed those that cant feed themselves. The disease has never scared me. When I was a lot younger I realized I enjoyed being around these men. My voice and mannerisms were more feminine than masculine. I discussed this with my mom and discovered I was indeed gay. My mom approved of my sexuality so I got lucky there. As my hormones started kicking in I noticed being around these men was giving me a hard on. I would come home and jerk off and then lick myself clean. I enjoyed my own cum and definitely wondered what theirs would taste like. Since I had no dad the birds and the bees were taught to me by mom. We discussed my fantasies I was having for those men and she said for my 18th birthday I could start living out my fantasies in real life. She revealed that some of the men thought I was beautiful which made me blush. I stand at 5 feet 3 inches and weigh about 110. Shoulder length blonde hair that thanks to mom I style it like a girl does. As my teenage years progressed I noticed my fantasies were getting hotter. I imagined being called a dirty faggot while taking these mens loads. Being pissed on had crept in there as well. I knew that I at 18 I was going to get fucked. What I didn't know was that I would be the hospice whore and I couldn't refuse any loads. The night before my 18th birthday mom instructed me on how to clean out my hole. After doing this I had a lite dinner and repeated the same process the morning of my 18th birthday. Mom inspected me and when she was satisfied she handed me a pink silk robe and slippers. I was told that was my clothing for the next four days. My birthday fell on a Thursday. We left home and headed to the hospice. Before going in mom attached a leash and collar on me and led me inside like a bitch. As we neared the entrance mom took off my robe. Once inside I was put on all fours and led into the family room. There were 2 men there already. Mom took off my leash but left the collar on. She told the two men which I recognized to have fun knocking me up. I knew what she meant because of my research on the matter. Before mom even walked out the door Sam had his cock in my mouth. Mom just laughed and went about her business. Sam is definitely a sick man. He has sores on his body and cock. I must admit I still worshipped his cock. The other gentleman Michael stopped Sam for a minute. Michael then slapped me a couple of times across the mouth to get my lip bleeding so I had an open wound while giving Sam a blowjob. Those sores were rubbed all over my busted lip. Some would say that's abuse but I came from Michael doing that. While I worshipped Sam's cock Michael only using spit for lube rammed his cock up my ass. I tried to scream but Sam held me tight against his cock. Sam's cock is only 7 inches and sort of thin. Michael on the other hand has a ten inch cock and fairly thick. It felt like Michael ripped my ass into. I soon realized that he did it on purpose to get me bleeding so I can take his AIDS cum directly in my bloodstream. Sam came fairly quickly but he didn't pull out of my mouth after cumming. I did swallow his cum and he let me nurse his cock while Michael continued the assault on my hole. Michael fucked me for a while and kept saying how good my pussy felt. Okay I thought only women had pussies but I quickly learned that as a bottom my ass is a pussy for gay men. When Michael got ready to cum he sped up his thrusts and was pounding my pussy hard. I started moaning and Sam pulled his cock from my mouth so my moans couibe heard by anyone walking outside the door. Then it happened. Michael started cumming and Breeding my pussy. God it felt like he shot a dozen huge globs of AIDS cum in my pussy. After he finished he kept his cock in my pussy to make sure I got it all and to make sure no cum leaked out. Once he was soft even I was exhausted. Both he and Sam left the room and I thought I was going to get a nap in. I was wrong. Mom came walking in with two more men to use me. She inspected my pussy and laughed. She said oh I bet in a couple of weeks you will be pregnant. But don't worry because once you're knocked up then your ass is going on meds. You are still my son and I want you around for a very long time. In the meantime your little faggot ass needs to get back to work. You still have 18 more men to satisfy today. At this point my pussy is sore but I knew I couldn't tell mom no. So I put my ass in the air and my mouth open to satisfy the next two men. Well time to get back to being a whore.

SPEED BREEDING: Garrett was a self-proclaimed ‘ugly old troll’ but he had a fucking killer dick. His dick was long, thicker than a beer can - I know, I measured it several times and every time I stood in awe –his dick had numerous weird bumps and humps on it like some Medieval fairy tale, and spewed unmedicated POZ cum like an Arabian Stallion. I first met Garrett about 20 years ago at my very first “Sunday Funday” at one of the local gay bars. I don’t really do the whole gay scene, but the friends I was living with after just moving to town the day before took me with them as they were regulars and it was the place to see and be seen on a Sunday afternoon after all the queens had left church. We had not been on the patio of the bar for 5 minutes before my friend tapped me on the arm and held his drink forth like a royal scepter to point at a man sitting just in the shadows of the patio roof, “See him? That one? DON’T EVER talk to him. We NEVER speak with him.” He then proceeded to give the financial review and resume summary of all the ‘DC power queens’ in attendance - those he expected me to bow to, kiss their fucking hand, and pretend like I gave a fuck about their Martha Stewart Living chintz condo. I was at the bar, trying to get drink refills for my two friends and I to no avail. I had moved further and further down the bar trying to get the bartender’s attention and was literally leaning up on the bar on my forearms practically yelling at the jerk and was about to give up when someone squeezed my right arm, “Let me,” he said. It was Garrett. I shrugged, he said one word, “THOMAS!” and the bartender could not turn and pay attention to him fast enough. I was in awe. As Thomas was busy preparing my order I gave Garrett my thanks, “It’s nothing,” he said, “Thomas shows up at my door about four nights a week after the bar closes begging for my dick and load up his ass so the boy knows what’s at stake.” I blanched a bit at his bluntness, turned to see who else might have heard, then Garrett set his hand on my arm again, “I know what your friends over there say and think about me. I know what they all say and think about me. Ask me if I give a flying fuck! Half these fucking queens are ankles up on my bed at least once during the week as I fuck the shit out of them so here’s to you!” Wow - and I instinctively glanced down at his crotch and saw a fucking GIANT bulge straining his summer whites. Garrett’s hand was back on my arm, “You trying to get fucked?” I didn’t know what to say to that either. He spoke up again, “THOMAS! Double shots - Tequila - NOW!” The bartender bobbed his head, stopped the drink he was mixing, and poured four shots of Tequila in front of us. I’m more of a beer guy, but figured what the hell. I matched Garrett shot for shot and was soon stumbling through the crowd as I followed him to a door at the back marked NO ENTRY. He turned the lock, we stepped in, “YOU’RE NEW IN TOWN RIGHT?” GARRETT ASKED, “ I KNOW I WOULD HAVE REMEMBERED THAT ASS. PULL THOSE FUCKING SHORTS DOWN.” I obeyed without question, but once the pain of his raw cock ripping my hole open took the edge off the liquor I begged him to pull out and put a condom on. He just laughed, stuck a bottle under my nose and said, “Sniff this powder,” then kept fucking me. Before I knew it Garrett was rubbing my head like I was a pound puppy, “That’s some good ass boy. Just loaded you up. Here’s my number. Any time you need some good dick you just call.” The door opened and closed and I was alone. I tried to pull myself together, but felt pretty fucked up so when I left the stock room we had been in. I stumbled down the stairs, out to the curb, and caught a cab back to my friends’ place. I was together enough to call the bar from a pay phone, to have them paged, and to let them know I had come home and crashed and was not feeling well. I deflected their questions the next day and really did not think much about what had happened until I found the crumpled up paper in my pocket with the number. I called it. Garrett picked up on the second ring. There was no preamble, “Yeah I remember you. You need some more dick huh? Stop at the liquor store on your way. I need a bottle of Vodka.” Just over an hour and two shots of vodka later I was bent over in Garrett's hallway as he bred me with his massive, deformed, raw dick. With my pants still down around my ankles and his cum dripping from my hole, he led me to his bedroom pushed me onto the bed, undressed me, shoved some coke in front of my nose for me to snort, then handed me a bottle of poppers as he eased back up my cummy ass and started exploring. The coke made me high as fuck and one load was not enough. Two was not enough. Unlike my friends - and their friends - who I knew were prudes and would have had some snide comment, Garrett just smiled, patted me on the arm and said, “No worries. I know just who to call.” Less than 20 minutes later there was a horse dick sized BBC plowing my ass raw as Garrett sat quietly in the living room watching his TV. Once done, with BBC cum odor still filling the air, Garrett smiled, “Feel better? I’m sure you do. I always do after he fucks me. Yes, yes, I know I have a big dick, but as you know, sometimes there’s just nothing that feels better than a big black man fucking the hell out of you. OK. What are you doing Friday night?” I was fucked silly right then and could barely form two words, but Garrett went on, “Look. I throw a party one Friday a month at a parking garage over on P Street. It’s a sex party. Everyone thinks it’s Dean’s, which it is, but he’s the front man really. I own the garage, but that is neither here nor there.” (Not until a couple years later at the reading of his will would I come to realize yes he owned that property, which was bought by Whole Foods, as well as a majority of the club where I first met him, and a bunch of other shit in town that no one ever knew about). “The party attracts several hundred people over the course of the night, but a select bunch are invited into the VIP area. You can make some good cash if you help me. All I need is for you to offer that thick white ass to whoever wants to fuck and breed it - no questions asked. I will give you all the coke you need, it will be totally anonymous - your queenie friends and the fucking royal court will never know you are there let alone part of my Speed Breeding set up. You like? Speed Breeding? One of my guys manages it, but it’s my idea. There are two, maybe three bottoms - total cum dumps - who will have their ass up in a curtained off area. For $20, any top gets 5 minutes to fuck and cum if he can. The more cum you take, the more tips you get, the more money you make. You got a fucking hungry ass and you can still call me anytime you need some raw dick, but I’d really love to set you up for the Speed Breeding. I think you would be fucking perfect - what do you say?” HELL - I WAS DRUGGED UP, MY HOLE WAS FUCKED OUT, AND MY GUTS FILLED WITH CUM - WHAT DID HE THINK I WOULD SAY? Stay tuned for part 2. (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

My pussy barely had any chance to recover for the weekend gangbang (I still got plenty of loads just nothing too extreme, I still crave my loads! 😉) but today I was hit by my horse hung (I’m sure he’s more than 12” and thick like an arm! And that’s real inches, not internet faking ones) fuckbudd, we weren’t able to hookup for a month now cause of our schedule but today I got the text “I’m horny and home if you’re around” i was just about to leave for a meeting and I told the Uber drive to make a u turn, cancelled the meeting and headed to his house long story short, I got loaded 6 times by him (7 total including my bf morning load) it was rough at times, gentle, passionate, intense, Lots of ATM and he even wanted to try some WS, and my god it’s an experience being hosed down by a god like cock like that! i could barely close my cunt when we were done so he shoved a large plug I forgot at his place last time lol cant wait to share the loads with my bf in a bit! Oink! x

I've been quiet for a while, a lot of life happening so not to many good fucks to report on. That's changed this past two nights. Tonight I reconnected with a fun latin top that used to live a few blocks from me. He moved to the other side of the city, and getting to him is not convenient. He's also a top that only hosts. Nice 7" cut cock, the shaft just below the head gets fatter and tapers down again. When I got to his place the outside door was open, I walked up to his apartment and he let me in. We go into his bedroom and make out for a minute, and I drop to my knees to worship his perfect cock. He tells me how much he's missed my mouth, and that just gets my juices flowing even more. He fucks me doggie on the bed. Normally when we move to fucking it's 5-10 minutes before he shoots. Tonight he lasted a LOT longer and damn did it feel good! Left his place with a nice load in my ass. Last night (this morning) I had another reconnection. Last summer I'd hooked up with this guy off adam. He claimed to be around my age, but was really about 10 years older (thought that made him hotter) and his profile said he only played safe. As he advertised he was 9" I didn't care about the safe only because he hit a lot of buttons. If you've read any of my stories you know I'm a sucker for a BBC. His age wasn't the only inaccurate thing in his profile because he bred me the first time. He's also on the other side of town, and we can never get our schedule set to meet up. I've offered to go to him, and he's never taken me up on it. He messaged me last night, and we had some banter, and when he said he was eating dinner he tapered off. I went to bed a few hours later, and received a message from him as I was turning out the lights, simply saying 'wanna fuck'. Needless to say I was out of bed in a flash. He sent me his address and I was on my way. When I got to his place, he seemed even hotter than I remember. He has a nice hairy chest, football player build, shaved head. The last time we played we sat, chatted for an hour or so before the fun. This time we were making out right away, and again I dropped to my knees pretty quickly to suck cock. I forgot how gorgeous his cock is. It is big, I can barely get my fingers around it, and I would say he is 9" as advertised. He's reaching behind me and feeling my hole up the entire time I'm worshipping his dick, and eventually I go from knees to bent over to give him better access. I grab my poppers out of my shorts, let them drop to the floor so there is no issue with him accessing my ass at all. One thing I noticed when we came into his room is that his bed mattress is high off the ground. He had me bend over the bed. I've not lubed up at all, a little spit on his cock (not much) and he starts to push in. I'm so damn horny for his cock I have absolutely no resistance. He works my hole bent over for a while, wiggling his cock back and forth, up and down. This guy knows how to vary speed, force and angle like no one else. It is a cock I've been dying to take again. Needless to say I'm in heaven. He flips me over, and I notice that his bed is the perfect height for him to fuck me while my ass is at the edge of his bed. When he finally cums he talks about how big a load he'd been saving off. He pulls off and he tells me a lot of cum is oozing out of my ass. I'm very happy. The best part is he brings up he was about to go in for his testing etc. have to laugh that nothing was said about it before, either time we've fucked. Can't wait for the next load!

Cowboy regular's pit "stank" this morning. Got my face right up in them and tongue cleaned both of them. Made out with his "stink" on my tongue and all over my face. Sucked him hard, flipped me over and gave me a good 25 min fucking till he blasted his load deep in my hole. Kept fucking me, churning his cream but I never did get load #2. Promised to fuck me, unshowered, after he mows the lawn next time. Doesn't wear deodorant. Says he reeks when he's finished. My tongue's gonna be all over his sweaty body, pits and buried deep in his sweaty ripe hole. Till he plows another load up my ass.

Test All connections Database I woke up on the bed. Looking at the clock a couple of hours had elapsed. I rubbed my jaw which ached and slowly got up and looked at myself in the mirror. I had a cut lip and a shiner. There were bruises in my abs and my cock was still hard. I like being hit. Only by my boyfriend and usually just gut and back punched. But yeah, sometimes when we get really high I love being choked as a cum and as I about being smacked in the face. It’s the most intense orgasm - passing out as your balls tightened and your hard cock spews seed everywhere. Intense. Bite me. If you’ve never tried it don’t judge. Judging from how my arse felt my boyfriend had continued to fuck me after I’d passed out. And judging from how my insides felt, he’d shot more than one wad into my cunt. I smiled. Shower. A final wank. Bed. Work in the morning. ************** It’s amazing when you turn up at work with a few bruises how everyone tries to ignore them until about mid morning and then someone creeps up to your desk and asks if you’re “ok”. When I realised that my boyfriend shared my propensity for smacking me a few times, I quickly made up a cover story. I enjoyed amateur boxing and that naturally came with the occasional knocks and bruises. It worked and even led to some admiring glances from the women and men I worked with. That Monday morning was tough. It wasn’t the come down - I never suffered those - but how stiff I felt. Not only from the bruises. But my cock. It wouldn’t go down. So, I decided to cut out early and head for a swim. After 100 lengths my cock had dropped to a semi as I pulled myself out of the pool. I showered, stripping off my speedos and feeling the healing water wash away the aches and pains. “What the fuck happened to you?” There he was. In speedos. Black speedos tight against his cock and balls. Staring at me. Looking magnificent. Fuck. “Huh?” He pointed at the bruising. I involuntarily stepped away from the showers. “I came off my bike.” “Shit man, you ok?” I nodded. And was suddenly aware that as I stood there my cock was getting hard again. And that he was staring at it. He chuckled, stepped under my shower and tipped his head back. I couldn’t help but stare. And as I did so I watched as his cock started to stretch the black Lycra out. My cock leapt to attention and started to leak of its own accord. He turned and stared at me. “See you later, dude.” He stepped out of the shower and standing so close I could feel his breath, readjusted his cock and balls in his speedos before brushing past me and heading to the pool. I gritted my teeth, watched him swagger away and then turned to my own locker. Dressed, I stormed out. My cock was aching in my trousers but I didn’t want to get fucked al fresco that evening. I also knew my boyfriend wouldn’t be in the mood. He did suffer a monstrous come down and I knew that when I got home he would be asleep in one of the spare rooms and would appreciate my hungry arse trying to ride his cock. Unlocking my new bike I turned the front wheel into town. After about 20 minutes I stopped outside a two storey building, with dark glass and a blue neon sign. Sweat was a gym. But no ordinary gym. And it was no ordinary gay gym either. Paying the attendant I made my way into the changing room. It was moderately busy. Guys of all shapes and sizes but lost were moderately fit. I stripped and pulled on a pair of running shorts and set my locker code. Grabbing a towel I wandered into the gym. The gym was pretty well equipped but what made this gym special was that here guys didn’t come to workout as much as have sex. And that was evident from the guys there already. While some had shorts on, some wore only jocks and some were bollock naked. And each and every one of them was hard. There was some making out and some sucking and groping going on. Having swam a hundred lengths, cycled here and a rock hard cock tenting my shorts I was drawing appreciative looks but I wasn’t quite ready to bend over just yet. I walked through the gym and through a set of double doors and was immediate hit by a wall of best, sweat and sex. I went down a flight of stairs and into what made this gym special. A labyrinth of corridors, open spaces and cubicles which, if the city fathers really knew what went in down here, would have the place burned down. I smiled. It was clearly a busy evening. I could hear sounds of fucking and grunting; of cocks furiously plundering homes and moans. I walked deeper into the basement; as well as being aware of appreciative looks in the dim light, I felt the occasional hand grab or stroke me as I walked past. I continued on until I came to the centre. It was a dimly lit space, dripping with sweat and with a series of padded benches. There were guys fucking, sucking and watching; the smell of poppers and cum was overwhelming and made me even harder. I found an empty bench and retrieving a bottle of poppers from my shorts I pulled them down and held them in my fist. I then swung onto the bench doggy, opened the poppers and took a deep drag. Dropping my shoulder I spread my legs apart and pushed out my arse. In the shadows I watched as men moved towards me. Before long I felt hands caressing my arse, my hole, my cock and balls. Hands ran over my back and chest and ran through my hair. I could feel fingers probing my hole and, finally, a tongue licked at the entrance of my cunt. I moaned. A hand pulled my head up and blocking one nostril fed me some poppers. I took a deep huff and sliding my hand between my legs started to finger my hole. Quickly someone batted my fingers away and I felt a cock push against my arse. Despite the all night fuck session with my boyfriend I was still tight and the guy grabbed my hips as he pushed insistently into my hole. I felt a cock push against my mouth and I took it into my mouth. It taste of arse and cum and I lapped it up. Neither the cock in my arse or mouth was big but tonight it didn’t matter. For the next, I guessed hour or so, I remained on the bench. Only changing to lie on my back when some guy slapped my arse to roll me into my back. As the final guy shuddered as he creamed into my messy hole, I picked up my shorts and made my way to a dimly lit shower area. Surprisingly it was empty apart from another guy innocently showering. I moved to the back and washed away the spunk, spit and sweat from my body. I was full but knew I wouldn’t make it home loaded with so much spunk. Squatting I pushed my guts out, wishing there was someone beneath me to enjoy the creamy load. I was still hard and realised I needed to find a hole to drop my own deposit it. With a final rinse I left the shower and moved back into the labyrinth. Hands grabbed at me, trying to pull me into cubicles. Some whispered how they wanted to fuck me “again” but I gently pushed passed. I needed to fuck. Out of the corner of my eye I caught the shape of a man that appealed. He was my height I guessed and fit. He turned back and I made sure he knew I was following. He wandered into the cubicle area but I lost him when I turned a corner and literally ran into two guys fucking. When I looked up, I’d lost him. Frustrated I moved ahead and realised I was at a dead end. I turned around and retraced my steps. As I walked past a cubicle a hand grabbed me and dragged me in. Clasping a hand over my mouth I was pinned against the wall as my shorts were ripped down. Before I could react I felt a cock push against my arse and into my guts. I say cock but it was huge and I can usually take a big cock. Pinned by the weight of the guy’s body, as he wrapped a hand over my mouth I struggled as I felt this massive tool rip into me. The more I struggled the more painful his cock felt up my arse. Usually I can relax my arse but now it was clenching like a vice forcing him to pull out and plunge in again and again and again as he battered my ring to Gwinnett’s. I could also tell that there was a massive piercing through the bell end as it was ripping into the sides of my arse as he pushed into me. I couldn’t get away and the lack of chems made this more excruciating than I could bear. Even when my legs gave way he simply shifted position and pushing my face into the wall continued to pummel me hole. For what seemed an eternity he hammered my cunt until he ragged breathing made it clear he was close. And then he came, deep inside me, his burning cum belching into my hole. Releasing me he pulled out and I crumpled to the floor. I was too dazed to react as he leaned down, pulled me up by the hair and gobbed into my face. Opening the door, he left. I lay there for a while, feeling his cum drip out of me before I got up and dragged myself back to the shower. As the water rushed over me I tried to collect my thoughts. Should I report him? To who? I was in a gay sauna, a sauna I frequented because I liked hard sex. And who was he? Were they going to line up every guy in here and ask if I could recognise his cock? No. Finally I stepped out of the shower. I wanted to go home, and quickly. Pushing way groping hands that in any other occasion I would have succumbed to I walked back upstairs and into the gym area. Heading to my locker I was distracted by a commotion in the corner. Guys were grouped together and I could hear appreciative grunts of pleasure. Despite how I felt I was compelled to have a look. I pushed into the throng and gasped. There, lying back on the bench was Jacques. And riding him was this incredibly fit bodied twink. Jacques eyes were closed but as I watched the twink eagerly fucked himself on what I remember was an impressive tool, pulling on the swimmers massive bollocks so clearly full of cum. I held my breath as the twink leveraged himself right off the cock and then piled drived himself down on it to the delight of the voyeurs. I breathed out. No piercing. For some reason, I had momentarily wondered if it has been Jacques in the basement. No. It can’t have been. He was up here fucking a gorgeous twink. I felt relieved. As I turned to leave Jacques eyes opened and he started at me. Pulled the twink even deeper into his cock to make him moan, he winked at me and blew me a kiss. I left.

I'll explain, how has the porn you watch changed you as a person. Going back to my neg days where I repressed everything in order to try to be a good Christian boy the few porns I would rarely jerk off to was vanilla condom porn. Jump forward to a few years ago as I became a bareback chem fucker, I doubt I would even get hard to that boring shit. I craved more intense porn, treasure Island media, sketchy sex etc to get off on. Porn has to be BB and sleazy, extra points for POZ talk and the more rough the better. I have been liberated to real porn and although it's not real sex it is always good to have playing on in the background to give the poor pig in my place an idea of what will happen to him.

**This story is inspired by real life experience. Let me know if you like it. I have a fuck buddy from another city. I will meet him whenever I am visiting there. One time, he asked if I smoke. I said no but I didn't mind he does it. He took out a bong, lit it up and took a few puff. It got me curious cos I have not seen that before. I asked if I can try and he said yes. I took a deep puff and cough, I had never tried anything like this before, immediately I feel relax yet energised and horny. My buddy pinched my nipples and I jumped and moaned. My nipples have never been so sensitive before. He took a few more puff and encouraged me to smoke too. Soon, he was sucking my cock and playing with my nipples. My cock was getting hard from his blowjob. I noticed that my nipples were getting bigger and more perky from his pinching. Both of us are into kinky play and usually I would take on the more dominant role and he will be the submissive one. But we are both flex. After I got hard, I lied down on his bed and put on a full face hood. I told him to tie me up spread eagle to the bed and ride on my cock. He put on some lube and rode on my cock like a champion. He used his ass to edge my cock. I was so close to cumming but somehow I was unable to cum. I became really horny. I got him to untie me and told him to lay down while I fuck him ruthlessly. He was moaning as I thrust my hard cock in and out of his butt. He was begging for more and I was very horny to keep going. Despite fucking him for a long time, I was still unable to cum. He suggested taking a break and we had a shower together. I felt relaxed again after the shower but a wave of horniness gushed through my body and made me super horny. My buddy asked if I have slammed before and I said no but don't mind trying. He disappeared into another room to prepare the stuff. When he returned I was shock to see two syringes loaded with liquid inside. He tied an elastic band around my left arm and told me to squeeze my palm together. I looked away as he squeezed and injected the content of the syringe into my arm. He got me to lift up my arm and applied a small plaster to the point spot. Then he did the same for himself. Within seconds, a strange feeling hit me. I was coughing and suddenly I felt as if my whole body was on fire and became super horny. I tried to jerk off my cock but it remind soft. I looked over at him and he was stroking his cock too but unlike my small, soft dick, his cock was getting harder and growing to 8 inches. He beckoned me and I took his cock in my mouth. As I deep throat him, he was moaning and I got even hornier. His hands went down to pinch my nipples and I was moaning as I was giving him a blowjob. At this moment, I felt really submissive and begged him to use me. He smiled and said he has been waiting to hear those slutty words from my mouth. He lubed up his fingers and poked them into my ass. My hole had never been so hungry before and I was begging him to start fucking me. He slapped my ass and told me to be patience as he slowly teased my hole turning me into a slutty whore. I was chewing on his nipples and he finger fuck my hole. When my hole had loosen up, he placed his cock at the opening of my ass and thrust it fully in. I let out a loud moan, it felt painful for a second but then it became amazingly pleasurable. At this moment, I realised that my mission in life is to be a slutty whore for tops to fuck and use me for their pleasure. (To be continued)

Commercial porn doesn't hit the spot with me most of the time. There are a few exceptions that line up with my specific kinks, but mostly it doesn't meet the "it feels authentic" bar for me. It's not to do with the quality of the porn or the men in it, instead it's to do with the psychological component of sex and how it plays out between the men. I learned that watching regular guys with a real world connection when they play and fuck and breed gets straight into my mind and nipples and cunt. I hesitate to call it "amateur porn", as that's now become a commercial porn genre, but it's the simplicity of horny guys who record themselves fucking unselfconsciously for their own pleasure and share it. It's made me want connected and intense fucking and breeding in my cunt, not a performance.

When i was younger and trying to not be gay, i'd sit in cruise restroom stalls and read the writing on the walls. Once i started having sex with guys, i was a regular at all the cruisy restrooms. i remember the first time i got fucked under a stall. i knew he was jacking, he tapped, i tapped and i moved to the side off the seat, but still level with it. He did a reach under and went straight for my ass, his fingers were covered in lube and he went directly into my hole with the intent to lube me. He then pulled on my legs to get me to squat down while sliding his own cock under the wall. He obviously knew what He was doing, and used to being quick in a public restroom situation, and He was in and fuckng me quickly. He came fast and as He pulled out a big wad of His cum followed His cock and landed on the floor, hard to keep it in in that position. There was another department store that had a cruisy restroom, it was right next to the furniture department. Guy that worked there would often follow me in and one time He came into my stall and fucked me while i was facing Him, i managed to brace myself on the assistive bars on the wall. He had to keep shushing me because He was big and was making me moan. i had to flush the toilet to cover the sound when He made me cum fucking me.

True story from Dec. 23rd holiday party. My partner Shane and I went to a friend’s holiday party. It’s a semi-annual event, and always one of the best parties of the year. This year there were around 70 guys attending. There was a small catering team handling the food and bar. My favorite was the blonde waiter; when we chatted, he shared he was a senior in a nursing program and was thinking about PA school next year. The bartender was a muscular guy, shaved head, in his late 30s or early 40s; he was pouring the drinks pretty heavy. I chatted briefly with another waiter, this one a bit shy with dark, thick hair and glasses who was also finishing college, and looking a bit overwhelmed by all the men. There was a really mishmash of guests, ranging from late 20s through early 60s, with the majority in their 40s and 50s. A good cross-section of fit and outgoing gentlemen. I knew about half of the guys from other social events, and a few from prior seasons in Ptown. A few close friends were attending, and I was mingling throughout the night. Shane and I crossed paths now and agin in the house — a 3600 sq. Ft. Home built along the edge of conservation land, so it was nice and private. There was a constant level of flirting and sexual energy in the group; not ususual for one of these parties. Men were casually chatting, rubbing one another’s chest, and breaking the touch-barrier by laying a hand on someone new’s shoulder or around their waist. The buzz in the house was lively as guys moved from room to room, and occasionally out to the chillly patio, during the evening. Around 10 p.m. some guys began to take their leave. I’d chatted with my friends, made some new acquaintances, and even exchanged a couple nice kisses with some new handsome guys. Shane introduced me to a tall, lean red head named Eric, and I chatted with the handsome ginger for a bit before needing to visit the bartender again. There’d also been a slow migration of some guys to the upper floor, which had a walkway and small seating area that overlooked the living room. Guys were hanging out up there, and then disappearing down the hallway. I wasn’t in a hurry to wander upstairs, and was enjoying the conversations still happening on the main floor. Around 10:45 the main floor was growing pretty thin. The last of my close friends that were still hanging around were saying goodbyes. The main floor was littered with empty food plates, wine glasses, and cups. I peeked into the front living room and saw a guy sitting on the couch with another kneeling at his feet blowing him. In the kitchen, three guys were in a tight embrace exploring one another’s bodies under their winter clothing. I decided to wander upstairs and see what was happening there. The master bedroom was at the end of the upstairs hallway, past several other closed doors. The hall was quiet, and there wasn’t much noise coming from those closed rooms. The master bedroom door was opne, but the room was dark. With about 6 feet left to the hallway, I could begin to hear the happy murmurs of men in the dark. There were about 25 guys in the bedroom, a large space with 2 levels — the lower level had a king size bed in the center of the floor looking out a wall of glass into the woods. Behind the bed was a low wall with steps on either side that went to the upper level. Guys were everywhere. From the upper level, I could see a group of 7 guys active on the bed, with one guy laying spread eagle and another laying on top of him. Two other guys were on all fours at opposite sides of the bed being fucked from behind. Around me were small groups of naked men sucking, and I spied what looked like a metal framework in the corner opposite the hallway. I stripped, tossed my clothes behind a chair, and started to wander the upper level to see who was there and where I might join in. The bedroom was filled with happy moans and groans of men sharing sexual intimacy. There were random bottles of poppers and lube floating around, and I took a quick hit of poppers to get myself going; my dick was already rock hard, my favorite leather cockring hugging it tight at the base. My friend Matthew was laying on a blanket on the floor, holding his legs in the air as someone I hadn’t spoken to tonight started penetrating his hole. Three guys were on their knees in the middle of a group of 6 or 7, hungrily sucking one cock after another. The frame I saw in the corner was for a sling, but the sling was empty at the moment — I didn’t think that would last very long. My eyes were adjusting to the darkness, just a few candles punctuating small areas of the room, and casting most of the bodies as silhouettes until you got up close. I picked up a bottle of poppers and took a second hit as one of the guys kneeling reached out and touched my cock; I slipped it into his mouth and enjoyed a nice blowjob before he moved back to the guy on my right. I wandered down to the lower level by the bed. The sounds here were more intense — skin slapping against skin, and short grunts, moans, and gasps as men were being fucked in the near darkness. I had to get close to make out faces. To my surprise, the adorable blonde waiter was bent over the edge of the bed being fucked by one of the hosts. The host leaned over as I got close, and made out with me while he kept fucking the boy. There was a bottle of lube and some poppers laying nearby on the bed, and I reached underneath to feel the host’s bare cock sliding in and out of the boy’s hole. I stepped around and knelt on the bed, taking a hit of poppers, sharing one with the boy, and pushed my cock into his mouth to spit roast him. I looked at the other pairs fucking on the bed, and realized it was Shane laying spread eagle on one side of the bed with the red head plowing into his hole. I felt the thrill that goes through me when I see Shane being fucked by someone. He was grunting over and over as Eric delivered thrust after thrust, his body weight pressing Shane into the mattress. The muscly bartender was standing at the other edge of the bed, stroking slowly as he watched two other guys fucking near him; he occasionally reached over and touched Eric’s ass and ran his hand up along his spine. I decided to walk up top and see if there was an available ass ready to be fucked. My friend Matthew was now in the sling with a couple guys standing near, but no one stepping up. I quickly lubed my cock, stepped up to Matthew’s waiting hole, and started to push in. He and I smiled to each other for a second, then he took two long hits of poppers knowing what was coming, and then the fuck started. His ass was incredible warm wrapped around my dick, and I felt the smooth skin rubbing against my cock as I pumped in and out of his hole. I fucked him with long strokes, purposely trying to have my balls slap against his ass. He started jacking himself, and I picked up the pace as he starting moaning. I went from long and deep strokes, to a more moderate pace, letting the sling begin to do some of the work as it swung forward and back, pulling his hole away from my cock, and then plunging back to impale him again. Matthew was groaning loudly, which totally turns me on, and I started a power fuck, slamming his ass hard as I pulled back against the chairs holding the sling. Matthew and I locked eyes, him grunting and snarling like someone who loves his ass used hard. My pelvic bone was starting to hurt I was fucking him so hard, pulling back on the chains to bring his hole back to me. Matthew grunted and then asked for a break. I stepped back, and helped him up, his lightly furred chest drenched in sweat, and he was gasping a bit. We stood there making out for a few minutes, then he went downstairs for water. I washed off my cock in the shower (I think that’s always polite after fucking someone’s ass), and wandered back toward the bed. There were at least 10 guys on or around the bed, and the energy had become primal. Shane and the blonde waiter was laying on their backs along the bottom end of the bed, with a third guy on all fours beside them. All three were being fucked. Shane was taking the bartender’s big cock, his moans conveying how hot the fuck was. The blonde was giving it up for a silver fox, and the third was impaled on the host’s cock. This is where everything just begins to become a pagent of smells, sounds, and feelings. I jumped onto the bed, and there were others that followed. The next 40 minutes was a circus of mystery cocks slipping in and out of willing holes as tops moved around the bed regularly, I fucked a cute otter at the edge of the bed while watching Shane take the silver fox in his ass, and another guy push his cock into Shane’s mouth. I was just thinking of breeding the otter when someone came up behind me and pushed into my ass. I became distracted by the mystery cock inside me, and the incredibly warm feeling of the otter’s hole. I thrusted forward to bury myself deep, feeling the dick in my slide out to his head; and then pushed back onto the cock behind me while giving the otter a moment of relief. I was caught up in the amazing slippery feelings on my cock and in my ass. There was a rotation on the bed, and I lost my otter hole only to find the blonde waiter sniffing poppers with his legs spread wide. I didn’t waste time taking that beautiful hole, watching the expressions on his face as I began to pump in and out of him raw. A suddenly loud grunting / growling sound was off to my left, and I could make out (through the tangle of bodies) a bearded guy from Connecticutt pumping his load into Shane’s ass. My poppered up blonde was cradling his knees in his arms, lifting his ass up for my cock. I pounded him, shifting my stance a few times to reach different angles in his hole. He vacillated between low moans and quick whimpers as he took another cock in him. I made out with a guy next to me who then asked for a turn with the blonde. I gave myself a quick respite for some water, then returned to the bed. The redhead Eric was back at Shane’s ass, holding his legs wide while he pumped away at the hungry hole. Shane was moaning, and after a few minutes I heard him ask for Eric’s load. The redhead pumped with determination; I could hear their bodies slapping against one another, and felt it in the bed itself. Finally Eric unloaded into Shane, still pumping away to push his load deep inside. I felt someone fingering my hole, but he was a bit too tentative to keep my attention. Meanwhile, the otter was available again, and he presented his hole to me. I decided this was where I was going to finish for the night. I made out with the handsome otter, letting my hardon tease against his hole for a moment before pushing back inside. We found a quick rhythm and made out while I fucked his ass. I felt the urge building inside me to shoot. I looked up and saw one of the hosts bending Shane over the edge of the bed and positioning his cock to enter my partner. “Are you gonna breed me?” The otter asked. ”Fuck yeah!” I grunted. He looked at me with cocklust in his eyes, and I knew I was going to tag his ass. I let the urge build, my cock aching to release, “OH YEAH~” and I let my cum flood the adorable otter in front of me. He started grunting, and I saw his own cum shoot across his chest and hit his chin. I licked him cum onto my tongue, and pushed it into his own mouth, letting him taste his own cum while mine filled his ass. Our host grunted again and again as he unloaded into Shane’s ass in front of me. I got off the bed with the otter, the two of us walking hand-in-hand, I lead him toward the shower. I slapped the host’s ass, “Nice work” and he smiled back. “I’ve wanted to breed that ass for over a year!” The otter and I showered, then snuggled in one of the other bedrooms for awhile. When I finally got up to collect my clothing and boyfriend, I found him showering with a bearded guy from Boston I’d met before. He had fucked Shane in the sling and given him another load. Shane told me later that he’d been fucked by two guys in the sling, taking both loads. If you enjoyed hearing about Shane’s and my holiday orgy, click the Blue Heart and Upvote, and leave a message.

I was high once and let a guy piss on me in the mall mens room. I went to my car wet with piss lol

Spent last two days communicating with an oilfield workers who’s staying at a local hotel. He was apprehensive about meeting as he worried his work buddies might see me going to his room. Well last night the waiting game ended and he invited me over. When I entered his hotel room I see this overweight young guy in underwear. I immediately strip my clothes off and yank his underwear down to reveal a decent size cock just aching to be sucked. I went to work on his cock and it immediately got hard. The moans from this guy let me know he wasn’t going to last long. I lubed my fuck hole and got on all fours at the edge of the bed and guided his cock into my ass. What a great feeling as he fucked me hard and fast and then slow. At times pulling out and I could feel my hole gaping open. He fucked me for about 10 minutes this way then I flipped on my back and he entered me. The angle at which he was fucking my hole nearly gave me my first sissygasm. I would have cum no doubt but the guy couldn’t hold his load any longer and emptied his nuts deep up my fresh hot fuckhole. Hope he hits me up again real soon

This seems to vary from individual to individual - some men (a minority in my experience) don’t seem to suffer loss of erection from at least judicious popper use, while most men will start to lose it after three or four sniffs. And once it’s gone, it’s not coming back until the effect wears off. The cause apparently has to do with poppers relaxing the smooth muscle tissue in the body, which includes the part that retains blood in the cock to maintain an erection. For this reason, I always encourage Tops to lay off poppers if they’re planning to fuck, because no amount of head is going to bring that back to life once it’s poppered limp. If you want to use them to make yourself stay limp, the only thing you can do is try it and see if you’re one of the majority who goes limp. Your mileage may vary.

Man what a great way to spend a Sunday afternoon!!

hot story...more parts please !

I've been cruising a bathhouse naked, and saw I was dripping a trail of cum behind me without realizing it, so... I guess my cunt is loose

Before going to Man's Country the other night, went by Manhandler's. Hadn't been there in a while and, for a Thursday, it was jumping. Plenty of blowjobs and necking, but I wanted more. As I was wearing leather chaps, vest, and a harness, it was easy enough to just bend over to get things going. Someone came up behind me and wet my hole pretty good. It was some husky black guy with a rope hangin' down halfway to his knees. He must have been turned on by my ass just hangin' out like that for all to see. He got it nice and juicy before he inched his uncut, huge cock up my hole. Luckily his foreskin moving around my chute made things much more comfortable than it might have been, because tonight was an exception. I rarely get fucked; maybe twice in three years. Got the poppers out and inhaled deeply, getting pounded pretty good within seconds of penetration. He pushed my torso flat on one of those picnic tables and really went to town. We attracted a crowd who decided to feel if he was fucking me bare (which he was), pinching my nipples, and generally getting off on the scene. He had no intention of cumming too fast, just keeping the motion even with a little sideways action to break up the monotony, but eventually he picked up speed, finally blowing a huge, lubricating load up my ass. Excellent! Without even touching myself I shot onto the side of the table. I lay there for a bit, spent, and hoped no one else would try and break me in. I was breathing hard and sweating in that fucking leather on such a humid night. I saw a friend was checking me out from across the court and just shook his head, smiling with approval. Fuck I love sluts! Standing up, I repositioned my cock back into my jockstrap and went to the head to wash up. Eventually I had another beer and wandered around the back area again and was surprised to see my 'man' was up and ready to go again. I wasn't feeling it, but submitted and took another workout with him unable to come since it was more than likely just "deadwood." He whispered something about coming back to his place for an all-nighter, I was with a running buddy. We were ready to get one last drink at the Eagle before going upstairs to MC. The bar was relatively quiet with not much going on, so we booked after only one beer apiece and taking each of us taking a good hit off of a borrowed joint. We then headed upstairs to MC, checked in and started prowling the halls, but not a lot was going on there either. Checking out the pig pen downstairs, there were some reliable holes to come consider, but decided to check out the entire place before blowing a load in an anonymous cum slut. Too many dudes hiding in the shadows in most of the rooms for me to indulge. Don't get me wrong, I can fuck and 'cum' in anything, but I like to see it too. Went back downstairs and hopped on some fat ass pussyboy who swallowed my cock up his chute as easy as you please. He started bucking up at me so it didn't take long for me to blow my second load of the night, this time in his hole. My buddy wasn't too thrilled with the choices, so so we left at 3:00 A.M. Getting too fucking old to be running the streets like that anyway. Dropped him off and made it home without incident. If you need a tour of MC or SW, drop me a line. Might host another bareback party at a local hotel after Pride. I'm sure all the City will be hopping at that time of the year. Any thoughts? Happy raw fucking, guys!

I get off on my own pit smell and so does my sexy man 😀

A good friend of mine has been poz, mostly undetectable for over 20 years now. And he’s had no complications. However, in general he takes good care of himself, with good amounts of exercise, sleep, and limits drugs, alcohol and he doesn’t smoke. In that regard I think that a persons general health poz or not has way more to do with how they treat their body. I know straight people who aren’t poz that had heart attacks in their 30’s. Sure being poz can complicate your health, but assuming you are taking your meds, and staying undetectable, I doubt there is much of a statistical variance in health vs the general population

My proudest achievement was the first time I bottomed and admitted to myself I was a cumdump. I was a pure top until 30 but was never satisfied. Gave up my hole to a 60+ British top in Dubai. He fucked me 2x and dumped a few loads in me and sent me home dripping. When I got home I looked myself in the mirror and knew I was a cum dump slut and haven’t looked back since. Admitting who you are is sometimes the proudest moment one can have

one guy (at a gangbang) compared fucking me to sticking his dick in a jar of mayonnaise

Oh yes it does especially at Catholic colleges or so I hear 😊😊

I must say that I prefer men to smell like men, not perfume. That goes for myself, too. I like my own smell, but especially love the smell of my balls when they're sweaty from being trapped inside clothes all day long. Better than poppers!

I totally agree. I have been out at work as gay simply because it’s simpler for most people to understand. I walk in Pride parades to promote Liberty and Equality for everyone. Equality does not mean “special status”. It means the exact same opportunity as everyone else to make our way the best we know how. Liberty does not mean just for us, but for businesses, schools and organizations to have standards I may not agree with. If anybody does not want me, I don’t want them.

Oh hell yes. Been doing understall since I was a teenager - just about every mensroom in Dade County is a tearoom lol.

More on the married friend please.

I truly believe there are guys who are basically straight but want sex bad enough and some are sex addicts. In the druggie world they dont worry about the labels as much. My best friend is gorgeous and gets pussy without even trying but when we shoot dope hes always asking me to suck on it. It took awhile but he finally started letting me eat his ass, he used to say it was queer stuff. I can't tell you all the older guys I've played with who tell me "I have a boy at home your age" but thats a whole other topic. Plus the young kids coming out now dont seem as hung up on the labels.

It’s very difficult to keep track when you’ve got your head down and arse up in a busy fuck club, and have been randomly selected as the ‘popular’ bottom that particular evening. Recently at SBN in London I did try to keep count, and clocked some 32 fucks in the course of an afternoon. How many of those were repeat fucks I have no idea- it’s impossible to tell if you’ve got your head down. Similarly it’s impossible to tell how many of those fucks turned into loads- once you’re loose and got cum dripping out of your arse you just can’t always be certain if one individual top has cum or not. But I reckon between about a third and a half of them did, so that would be about a dozen loads. Although that was indeed a busy session, it was by no means record breaking, so I’m estimating my personal best in a 24-hour period lies somewhere north of 40 cocks and 15-20 loads.

A couple Thursday's ago I had one of the hot young South Indian guy's over. I rode a load out of his dick. We had a passionate horny romp. He loves to get up in my ass. The next day late afternoon I had a young hairy white bear top over. He also loves to fuck and it's been a while. He prefers to fuck doggy and I love when he holds my hips and drives his dick into me. He fucked me a good while in various positions. He sweated up a storm and finally released his load in my hungry ass. So good. Played with his load in my hole after he left. Later that night a sexy black bear messaged me and said let's fuck. Hate to turn down a bud in need. He came over and threw my legs up, ate my hole and fucked me silly. Dumped his hot load in me and left. It was a sexy fuck and he was boned. He fucks me hard. Played with my hole after he left and jerked off. Three loads taken that weekend.

I don't agree with labels we all tend to generalise far to much,Stait, bi,gay It must be remembered that sexuality is a long spectrum which one can move up and down fluidly

I"m a fat assed older white guy, so it always amazes me when a hard body, younger guy with a nice 8+" cut cock wants to fuck me. It was kind of a spur of the moment things after work. I had taken a dump but didn't have time to get cleaned out completely. He didn't care. He's shorter than I am, but has one hell of a gym body, Nice abs, arms, everything. And a perfect rock hard cock. He let me suck, but was only really interested in fucking me. He was perfect size for me, slid in balls deep without any pain. Pushed me flat onto the bed and he was hitting my prostate on every long stroke. He fucked me this way until he was ready to cum and had me role over onto my back. I Could see him, pulls on his nips and feel him twitch in me. Definitely had no problem knowing that he came. Icing on the cake was no mess. Guess I was cleaner than I thought I was.

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!

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

Lets face it, we all have our preferences for looks, age, race, ect. I just happen to have a thing for asian guys. South asian guys, I like a little color in their skin, more brown than yellow. So, while sitting at work one day, slacking off and browsing A4A on my smartphone, I sent out a smile to this cute 18 year old asian kid. Ha. The smile feature is so pointless, however it lets someone know id talk to them if they messaged me back. Just my luck, this kid did. He didnt seem to interested at first, just beating around the bush, looking for new friends to hang out with and such. Finally, he decided it would be cool to hangout sometime, and we setup a day to kick it. We texted back and forth after exchanging numbers, and soon enough it was "Lets hangout tonight, I dont have anything planned." So, I drive out to go get him, its not that far from my house, and I pull up in the mercedes to pick this kid up. He comes out, tells me he has to go let out the cat at his friends house up the street that hes house sitting, and that he told his parents he was going to a party with his friends. Ugh, one of these kids. Oh well, he was cute, lithe, and freshly 18, I wasnt going to turn around now. We go back to my place, talk about nerdy shit for a while. An asian kid in college, still living at home? He was in heaven at my place. We chitchatted, and he kept making aggressive advances towards me. Taking his shirt off, leading me to my room and bed to hangout and talk, ect. He fooled around with me for a while, but would keep saying things like "Dont put it in me, dont fuck me, im not ready for that" Needless to say, that got really old really quick. He kept asking about all the bondage gear I had on my wall, the harnesses the chains the restraints the muzzle. I told him thats for another time, when he was in the mood to get fucked. I said it with a cheeky smile, and he shrugged it off. Getting tired of this song and dance, because Im not in highschool anymore, I pinned the kid down, sat on his chest, jerked off into his face, and took a photo before letting him up to clean it off. Hey, I was at least going to have a little fun! Then, I made him jerk off, and when he came all over his belly, I wiped both his and my mess up with his boxers, and made him wear them home to his parents. It was hot, but I didnt think I was going to see the kid again, and even after all that bullshit about not being ready, I didnt think I wanted to waste the time. About a week later, and after CONSTANT texting from him to me, I finally agreed to see him again. I was determined however to fuck him. After all, he knew thats what I wanted, and he wanted to come over again, so I assumed he wanted it too. He came over, we chit chatted again, and I didnt waste any time before I was ontop of him, pinning him down, and stripping him naked. He wanted to play, but reminded me that he didnt want to get fucked. I told him we would see how long that lasts. I started getting out the leather gear and the chains, the restraints, ect. That got him really excited. After about 20 minutes of teasing him, putting him in various gear, he was ready to be fucked. He told me he hadnt been fucked before, but I wasnt sure if he was lying or not, since his ass basically ate my fingers as I finger fucked him the past 20 minutes. I shrugged, I really didnt care. He was cute, he was clean, and I wanted to fuck him. I lubed up his ass, and my dick, and pressed it up against him. Ugh, he told me to put on a condom. So, I did, gave him a little taste of what I had to offer, then leaned back, pulled the condom off, and moved to lay on my side. Told him I cant stay hard with a condom on (Mostly a lie, but true if im not into the bottom at all) after all, we were both clean, and I wanted to nut in this cute tiny asian boys ass. He wanted it pretty bad, he climbed on my lap, and lined my bare cock up against his hole, and slid down my shaft. The rest, you can guess. We fucked for a good 40 minutes, in gear, out of gear, finally I pinned him on his back, and started rocking myself into him. He asked me not to cum in him, but I pretended I didnt hear it. I rammed myself against him a couple times and shot the first half of my load deep into his ass, then pulled out in time to let a shot land across his cock and belly. I just gave him a smile, wiped up his and my cum with his underwear, and made him wear them home, leaking from his ass into them boxers. I may call him again, he wasnt a bad fuck. I just hate clingy kids.

I have to admit the text from Toby asking if I wanted to fuck his arse has improved my mood slightly. His twink arse was tight and always tasty because as I’d found out to my horny delight was that he was a real cock whore. The kind of preppy whore in waiting that I wish I had been when I was growing up. But I had to wait til college before I first took cock. From what he’d told me he’d been taking cock since he was 16 or 17. Taking it. And giving it. He was alone that night as his parents had gone away until Saturday morning and as he had to “study” they’d taken his younger siblings with them. On the surface he was a Grade A sports all rounder; destined for a good college, a good job and a wife. Underneath he was a dirty minded fuck boi who loved cum. As I turned into the alley that led to the back of his house I pulled my wet speedos of the plastic bag that I always placed them in after a swim. Pulling my semi hard cock out of my chinos, I pissed all over them, not caring if I pissed over my hands and placing them back in their plastic bag. Job done I walked to his back gate and pushed it open. I walked into a garden with a large pool. A set of French windows opened into a conservatory. From where I stood I could hear the deep beat of techno music - not loud enough to annoy the neighbors but loud enough to mask any sounds not normally associated with twilight; dim lighting in the pool and discernible a glass pipe. Toby was in a greedy mood. I stripped down and slipped my Speedo’s on, pushing all my clothes into my bag. I walked up to the pool and dropped my bag to one side. I heard waves in the pool and turn to see Toby slowly swimming towards me. Even in the light I could see his was wide-eyed. And naked. I lay down on a sun bed and watched as he lazily emerged from the pool and stretched. His cock was stiff and his balls jutted out because of the thick rubber cockring I knew he was wearing. He wandered over and sat spreadeagled at the end of the bed. It was a warm night and the water had dried on his skin. Only his hair an the tip of his cock were dripping. He leaned forward to kiss me. “Hi, baby.” His lips touched me and with one hand he grazed my tits making me moan. He traced his lips down my torso, stopping to lick my belly button before taking a deep sniff, moaning with delight and burying his face deep in my pissy speedos. After we’d first met it was clear that Toby was more than your average young gay boy. He had been debauched and ruined at the age of 16 by a summer sports coach and his buddy. And I mean ruined. How they had recognized the dirty whore in him was beyond me but by the end of the summer he was their cum rag, whored out to friends and strangers and on a permanent supply of Prep. I’d never heard the full story but he’d promised to tell me everyone one day. Tonight after all the teasing and disappointment, Toby was exactly what I needed. I watched as he the piss from my Speedo’s, reaching in pull my cock and balls free to lick the sweat and piss and pre cum from them. He yanked my Speedo’s all the way off and threw them into the pool, and looked up expectantly. I smiled at him and pull his mouth onto my cock. Without a moments hesitation I slowly started to dribble warm piss into his mouth. He gripped my hips as I put my hand on the back of his head. I felt my bladder relax as it started to release a controlled torrent of piss down his throat. I didn’t want him to miss a drop and sure enough he didn’t, but he kept sucking my cock for a while and I admit I was almost enjoying it too much. But I was on a clock. I pulled him off my computer and playfully slapped his face and pointed at the pipe. He grinned and picked it up, lit it and handed it to me. I took a drag and held it. Fuck I needed this and his cunt. I stood up and flexed knowing he wanted to see my hard, dripping pierced cock. I watched as he took a drag then laid out on the sun bed and raised his legs. I know what that meant. I knelt down and sniffed and licked his wet hole. Fuck he was loaded. I isn’t know how many loads were buried in his cunt but I was determined to bleed my seed and mix it in. Grabbing his ankles I pushed my cock against his boy-tight hole. He moaned as I felt his cunt muscle resist for a few second before I popped into his warm arse. A cummy arse is an amazing thing. On a physical level, it’s wet and warm and indescribably moist. On some kind of metaphysical level the idea of plunging my bare, pierced cock into a swirling mass of dna, precum and blood was mind blowing. I knew I wouldn’t last long so I grabbed his hands and placed them on my tits. Toby was obedient as I started to rhythmically pound his cunt he tweaked and teased my nipples. It felt amazing. Gazing into his eyes as my cock sloshed into his well used hole. So good that before long I was shooting my wad in to his sloppy mancunt, depositing my load for the first part of its journey. He grinned and rose up to snog me. I whispered into his ear that it was my turn and he didn’t resist. I slid my cock out of him and watched him disappear into the house. Lying there, I took another hit and played with my semi hard cock. Soon enough he was back and handed me the tool and bent over. We both chuckled as I pushed his mum’s turkey baster into his cunt to the hilt and pulled out a guey load of cum. I held it up to the dim light, mesmerised. I’ll never ceased to be amazed by manseed. It’s colour, texture and power. I slapped his arse and we swapped places, my legs in the air, cunt spread. Smiling, he took the baster and pushed it into my guts and released the warm load into cunt. I sighed. The warmth spread deep into my guts as I received the dna of god knows how many men and my own. Loaded with my own spunk has always been such a fucking turn on. Pulling out the baster he leaned forward to kiss me, inserting the baster between our lips to lick it clean. Then without any ceremony he rammed his big headed cock into my cunt. Holding it tight so no cum could escape, he rammed my cunt like some adolescent virgin, dumping his seed a final deposit. He shuddered as he emptied his nuts into my guts before pulling out. He kissed me, smiled and thanked me. It was my cue to leave. I slapped his arse and promised to come back soon. Leaving him dozing I got dressed and left the way I came. I needed to get home in time for what I really needed.

Part 2 There was an awkward pause finally broken when Eddie observed that it looked like things started without Marco and him. Jimmie and Al seemed unsure what to do given their reluctance to hookup with Eddie and Marco because of their respective HIV statuses. Al then stated that he and Jimmie were probably too tired to get it up anymore for the night. All eyes turned to me as Jimmie asked, "Well Jay, we're turning in. What do you want to do?" I took a long, lustful look at Eddie and Marco and replied, "I think my ass has room to take plenty more loads. Plus, I haven't even cum yet." "That's just the attitude we like," said Marco. "You're welcome to come over to our place." "Yes, let the fucking continue. I'm ready." Looking at Jimmie and Al, Eddie informed them that they were welcome to join in later if they changed their minds. Eddie pulled me up off the bed and then ran his hand up my bare ass. He stuck his index and middle fingers up my ass and led me out the trailer. Marco then left and closed the door behind him. We stood in between the two trailers with me totally naked with three loads of cum and two fingers jammed up my ass. It had to be well past midnight and no other nearby campsites were occupied. Eddie remarked that Jimmie and Al had done a good job of preparing me for the main event. He wanted to know if I was ready and I assured him that I was. He pointed to a picnic table at the empty campsite across the road. He told me to get on top of the table on all fours facing away from their trailer and wait while he and Marco got ready. He further instructed that I keep looking straight ahead. With that I walked over to the table and assumed the position as I heard Eddie and Marco enter their trailer. A few minutes later, I heard a door open and footsteps coming closer to me. I heard Jimmie ask what I was doing out there and I recited what Eddie had instructed me to do. Jimmie asked if I was sure that I knew what I was doing. I told him I was sure and that this was not the first time I had done something like this. Jimmie then confided that he wanted to join in with Eddie, Marco, and me but that Al completely disapproved of the situation. With that, he gave me another deep, wet kiss and stroked my dick a while before heading back to his trailer. More time passed before I hear a door open footsteps. Eddie and Marco walked around the table to face me. Eddie was wearing a leather harness and leather kilt. Marco had a leather cap and leather jockstrap. Marco asked if I still want their poz dicks. I responded that I've never wanted anything more than to take as much poz cum as they could give me. With that, Eddie and Marco pulled me up and we had a three way makeoutsession in the open. Eddie broke it up by announcing that he was going to burst if he didn't get a chance to fuck me soon. He then pulled me along towards his trailer. We stepped inside and I realized that he and Marco had put the extra space in it to good use. A sling was set up in the living room area. I knew my place and instantly started to climb into it. Eddie and Marco helped with my legs and feet and I'm then ready to be fucked in no time. Eddie flipped up his kilt and I saw a stiff and thick 8" cock with what looked like a 0 ga. Prince Albert. This was the dick of my dreams and I expressed my wish to worship that awesome tool with my mouth. Eddie let me know that there would be ample opportunity for that, but first it had an appointment with my ass. "Are you ready to take my poz cum, boy?" he asked. "As much as you can give me." came my reply. "I can give a lot. Are you bugchasing boy?" "Maybe, After you're done with me, I hope I don't have to chase any more." "My cum is pretty dirty boy. And Marco's is extremely filthy. Are you going to beg us to knock you up? "Yes, yes. I want you to knock me up. Mark me forever. Change my destiny. I want your gift. I want your toxic cum. And Marco's. And whatever else you want to give to me. Give me everything. I'm a whore, a bugchasing, wannabe std infested slut. A tramp. Use me, use me, use me." Eddie was working his deathstick into me as I was pleading. Fuck, he was thicker than even Jimmie was. Eddie informed me that he and Marco have probably knocked up 4 guys in the last 3 months. With so many sluts on PrEP these days, that was quite an accomplishment. Eddie worked his way in fairly quickly, adding a little bit of lube to help the 3 loads of cum already in my ass. Eddie's PA felt great rubbing along my insides. I imagined it ripping me open to make me more receptive to getting pozzed. Eddie worked his dick in and out of my butt while letting me know that I was going to get knocked up for sure. Eddie assaulted my ass for a long time. He said he was trying to tear me open with his PA so that I would definitely catch the bug. Eddie pulled out of me and pointed to his dick that had streaks of red on it. "Let me see it, please sir." I begged. Eddie came up to my face and presented his blood-coated tool to me. I moved my mouth to it and took it inside. "That's it, suck the blood, ass, and cum off my cock." It was pure bliss as the realization that my chances of becoming poz were skyhigh."The countdown to your infection has started" Eddie said as he went back to my ass and resumed plowing me. He was moving really fast. "MMM, I'm really tearing you up. Are you ready for it?" I squeezed my ass muscles as tight as I could. Eddie continues thrusting in and out of me. With the resistance my ass was providing, it was painful but pleasurable at the same time with the knowledge that he was probably really damaging my insides. "Get ready for it, I'm going to give you load number one of pozcum. I've got three days worth for you." Eddie tensed up and his dick spasmed out a stream of toxic cum in me. "Take it all, bitch." Eddie stayed inside me to shoot every last drop of his poz cum into me. Eddie pulled out of me when he was finished, and Marco was at my hole lining up his dick. It was 6" and almost as thick as Jimmie's staff. He had no trouble entering me. Eddie brought his dick back up to my mouth for cleanup. His cock had a LOT of my blood on it along with a cum and assjuice mixture. I greedily lapped it all off of his cock and Eddie was very pleased by my eagerness. "That's it. Clean it up like a good little poz tramp We'll get you a biohazard trampstamp tattoo to let the world know what you are. Marco is super-toxic right now. I bloodied up your hole real good for him. Watch as he moves his dick in and out of you. He's intentionally poking the sides of your ass to cause more damage to you. Did you know you might get an added gift of Hep-C from him? How would you like that?" I was out of my mind with bliss at that moment. I pleaded with them to fill me with their cum over and over to be absolutely sure I was getting pozzed by them. Marco pulled his fat shaft out of me and brought it to my face for inspection. His dick was even bloodier than Eddie's had been the last time! While I was cleaning Marco's dick with my mouth, Eddie moved to my ass and buried four of his fingers into it. He took special care to scratch my bowels with his fingernails. Marco was cleaned up and ready to go back to assaulting my ass. Eddie pulled his hand out of me and started working it into Marco's butt while Marco was fucking me. Marco told me that he didn't know who knocked him up. It might not have been Eddie. He said how lucky I was to know the couple giving me HIV. I was a moaning mess, turning my head side to side. This was the best time ever. Marco then came without warning. He said he was so overwhelmed that couldn't hold back any longer. My ass felt it was sloshing with cum, much of it toxic! Marco began licking my ass with his tongue and sticking it inside to collect some of the gooey mixture it contained. He then came up and started kissing me deeply sharing the dirty treasures of my butt. Clean up of his rod was next, and a mixture of dried blood, cum, and whatever else awaited me. Marco said I was a fine puta and was going to get much more poison in me before they let me go. Eddie produced a thick buttplug with little knobs protruding from its shaft. Eddie worked it inside of me and started twisting it around. It caused significant pain as he did. Eddie remarked that they wanted to make sure I didn't lose any more of their poison cum. Then he and Marco started making out at the foot of the sling. They let me know they were elated that they got to be together to convert me. Eddie whispered something to Marco and Marco responded by nodding. Eddie told me they were going to take me out of the sling because they had something in mind for what they wanted to do next. They assisted me out of the sling and gave me a moment to stretch. The plug in my ass felt really huge now that I was on my feet. After collecting myself, I knelt down and starting eating Marco's ass. Marco started moving it around so that I would give it full coverage. When Marco had enough, he reached back and helped back up. He led me to the bedroom on the other end of the trailer where Eddie was waiting. I climbed in next to Eddie when there was a knock on the door. Marco went to the door, looked out the window, and opened the door to let Jimmie inside. (To be continued)

Will Randy and Jim fall in love? Will Jim have to introduce Randy to his friends, or even parents?

A guy who fucked me a few times as a bbrts hookup hit me up today after a five year gap, hes a guy that I have played with at his house, my house and in groups and fucked him a couple of times in the past too as well as taken his load maybe 7 or 8 times. But all over five years ago. Today he messaged me as he hadn't cum for four days and as usual everyone on bbrts was high and flaky..... (Sundays in London are the worst) and he was really bursting and needed to shoot before his personal trainer. So I jumped in the shower and was ready exactly when he was driving past. He came in and I got right on all fours and he rimmed me and sucked my hole brilliantly, his mouth on my ass felt amazing. Soon he pushed in and I remembered suddenly from all those years ago how hung he is, thick with a wicked curve to his cock. Easily 9". He pounded me really well, but as I knew he was bursting he wouldn't last too long and sure enough he flooded by guts with a huge four day load. After reading a post about sexual racism on this site, I am not even going to mention this guys race as you know what it doesn't matter what colour he is, all you need to know is that he is a hot man who had full balls and needed to blow and that I took care of him.

Had the chance to reconnect with a hotel sex group that I played with up until a year or so ago. Walked in, paid my donation, and started stripping while chatting with a couple fully clothed guys on the couch. One of the older guys started rubbing as his crotch while I undressed, and the host told him I had a nice tight ass. This seemed to pique his interest more. I showered, collected by poppers and lube (I always bring my own), and headed into the darkened bedroom. The bedroom is draped with blackout shades over the windows, so all you see are silhouettes shadowy figures moving around the room -- a total turn on for me. A few random hands caressed my body. There seemed to be about 7 guys hanging out in the dark. I could hear some subtle moaning and slurping. I felt a hardon behind me, starting to rub against my hole. I wasn't gonna rush into a fuck, so I turned around, dropped to my knees, and began sucking him. The cock was 7" or so and had a nice girth. I'd want this in my ass eventually. Someone slipped poppers beneath my nose, and I took a long draw off the bottle. As the rush washed over me, someone started fingering my hole, and I reached back to add some lube. I started sucking on a second cock, moving back and forth between the two, and feeling the rush that cums with having my hole played with. After a short while, I stood up. There were four guys standing close by, including the two I'd been sucking and at least one guy who was fingering me, though I wasn't sure which guy it was. The vibe was good so I took another hit of poppers and walked to the bed in the back of the room. One of the guys applied some pressure to my back, and I dropped onto all fours on top of the bed. I immediately felt a hardon rubbing against my hole. "Are you gonna fuck him bare?" someone asked from behind me. "If he lets me." In response, I just reached back and glazed his cock with lube from my bottle. The shaft was long and nicely proportioned -- not too thick for the first fuck of the evening, slightly curved upward, and had a fun head on it that would stretch my hole a bit. He moaned as I slicked up his dick, and he quickly positioned the head at my hole. I felt the pressure on my prostate and the pop as it pushed past the sphincter. Poppers were pressed under my nose again, and I took two long hits. Thus started 45 minutes of relentless fucking and being spit roasted. 4 different guys fucked my ass, slipping their bare cocks in and pumping away, and pounding my unrestricted hole. The older guy from the couch had made his way back and had a massive 9+ cock. He rolled me onto my back, didn't say a word, and pushed up inside me. I moaned like crazy while he pumped me hard. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck yeah!!! Breed me!" I know I asked for his load at least 6 times. He never said a word, and was obviously lost in his own pleasure as he fucked me. I felt the rhythm of his pumping change, becoming more deliberate, and he spread my legs wider and started plunging longer and deeper. All I could do was grunt, "yeah! yeah! yeah!" and was totally his to use. He released his load into my hole with a long growl and a few deep, lingering thrusts; I could feel his body quake as his load spilled into me. There were comments all around as he bred me, and I heard someone refer to me as a cumdump. I felt a hot thrill hearing that. As soon as he stepped away, another body filled the space and was positioning himself to fuck me. I took his load and another after that until there were no more takers and the room pretty much emptied out. My ass, balls and cock were covered in used lube and cum. I had that heady rush when I finally stood up, catching my balance and feeling my hole twinge as the muscles contracted again. I walked out to the bathroom to shower and heard a couple guys talking about it. There were only three guys left, and they were finishing dressing, when I came out naked to find where I'd stashed my clothes. There were some congenial thanks, though other than the older guy, I couldn't say which of them had fucked me in the dark. Loved feeling like the slut in the room (which is tough to be at a sex party). I'll be going back again next week.

I’m pretty vague on the details. That’s what happens when you get twisted out of your mind for three days and zero nights. It started out rather benignly. I had no plans and, after no play and working out every day for a few months, my testosterone level was soaring, my body looked good and my ass was primed. So I jumped online and was hit up by a guy who I had tried to play with before. Only I had failed to mention that I didn’t have any favs and could only pitch in until I was in the car halfway there. Turns out he didn’t have enough to share so we took a rain check. Tonight, he planned on cashing it in and within an hour, I was driving over. When I arrived, he was a nice-looking guy. Masculine, laid back, not tweaked…in fact, rather subdued, with a muscular body and what looked like a very nice package. I’m not sure he was interested but he didn’t kick me out either…in fact, no one ever has. The place was a nice, which is rare, because the tweakers I seem to always find rarely know how to clean their sheets, much less decorate. Not that it ever stopped me from staying…or coming back. He was nice enough to let me toke on the glass cock while he prepped our rigs. I’m still new to the slam scene so he was willing to handle the whole business and admin. I admit I also love the thought of a guy corrupting me. Watching the look in their eyes as they send me spinning and start begging for cum. In fact, I had told him that the few times I’d slammed in the past, I rarely coughed. He must have taken that as a challenge because as soon as he pushed the liquid into my veins, I felt my chest seize up and that metallic taste in my mouth. A few coughs later and I proceeded to strip down to my boots and jock and start stroking my cock as my ass got wet and started twitching for action. Unfortunately, he wound up taking a while to hit himself and by then, well, things got a little fuzzy. I’m pretty sure I had already started looking for action online. I hate to admit it but, when I’m flying, I start obsessively looking for more guys…can’t stop…can’t be dragged off line…can’t put down the mobile. Even as guys are taking turns plowing me, I’m complete obsessed with who else is online and who else wants to fuck me. I’ve been fucked up down and sideways while simultaneously on my mobile hitting up new guys to come over and fuck me. I’m not proud of it. And I suspect that’s what eventually ended my night with this guy because I wasn’t giving him the time of day. Shameless. Embarrassing. Bad form. So I headed out to the car…well, almost. It was the middle of Hollywood and still early on a Friday night. So I thought I’d take a little stroll. I was flying like a kite but still managed to keep an eye out for the cops. Of course, when high, you think every guy you see is dying to fuck you. I’m sure if the cops had stopped me, I would have expected them to plow my ass over the hood of the car while in handcuffs. Fortunately that remained just a fantasy in my head. I hadn’t gone far when, up ahead, I noticed a guy who seemed to be on the prowl as well. As I approached, we started talking. It took awhile before I realized I’d played with this guy before (but I didn't reveal that to him for hours.) In fact, I recall he had a beautiful big dick and had no problem slamming me and pissing a gallon of t-piss up my ass. Of course, he was flying too. We walked back to my car and he arranged for us to swing by his dealer and pick up some stuff. Then we headed back to his place but, no surprise, I was ready for more than one-on-one action. So back online…. Within minutes, I’d found a hot young guy, who wasn’t typically my type but anyone who says “sure I slam” gets my ass to twitch. We drove over to his place in WeHo and he was definitely hot. Thing was, he lived in a tiny room and he had pesky neighbors who complained. So he texted his buddies up in Hollywood and off we drove again. Once we arrived, it was clear this was a classic tweaker house. Eviction notices on the door. Torn screens. No furniture. Sheets on the windows. Crap everywhere. The shower was broken out of the wall, and there was black water backed up in the tub. Sheer filth. But did I turn around and leave? Hell no. The hosts were also young guys. Turns out they were a couple and had been together for a long time. I couldn’t figure out what they were up for but I didn’t care. Me and the other guys slammed, cough*, and soon I was getting fucked and pissed in on the one twin size bed in the whole place. I was flying and I wanted everyone. So I managed to get one half of the couple hard and, after asking the boyfriend’s permission, sat on his beautiful large cock. Then I needed to clean up so I headed to the bathroom, but not before backing my ass on to the other boyfriend’s cock and making him cum in my ass, practically against his will. I jumped in the shower to clean up and start round 2? or was it 3? I’d lost count. I returned to the sex den, with the smell of piss and cum and, I'm embarrassed to admit, probably some other smells that shouldn’t have been there. There was just no way to get clean in that place but no way I was going to leave or stop. Again, I got back online and started inviting guys over to a place I didn’t even own with people I didn’t know. I couldn’t keep track of who was coming but I never turned anyone away. Every hour or two, I’d go answer the door, dressed in nothing but a hoodie. And as soon as they got a look at my ass, they came right in to the pigsty, got naked and shoved their dick in my hole. One guy I remember was a breathtakingly beautiful black guy, ripped to shreds, stunning face and dick of death. He kept fucking me and saying “I get you all to myself, don’t I?” I just smiled and nodded…anything to keep him fucking my hole. Another guy came over who had been hitting on me for weeks. Turns out he has a reputation for getting too whacked out on G. And sure enough, that’s what happened. Then one more guy showed up who was older, taller, thicker, masculine and hung. He wasn’t partying, which usually means I get to be plowed for hours. And he did. Within minutes he fucked two loads in me. Later on, he just pounded away flipping me around in every position for probably an hour. Finally I had to take a break, which may have happened twice before in my whole life. Finally as the sun rose, I decided it was time to call it a night (day?). Somewhere along the way, I’d lost the first two guys who brought me over there. I headed out into the sunlight and from there, I honestly can’t say. I’m a blank. I think I headed to some video stores and thought about the Coral Sands but I didn't feel like paying. Soon it was dusk and the hits starting to happen online. One guy wanted me to come over so he could slam me and play out my fantasies of being tied up and blindfolded, slammed and fucked. But he was at work so I had to wait a few hours. Right. Like that would happen. Then I got hit up by one of the hottest fucking guys ever. I couldn’t believe my luck. Plus he was just around the corner in Weho. When he opened the door, I had to try hard not to gasp. He was fucking ripped to shreds, sexy as hell, and I could tell he’d been going hard for a few days. I thought for sure the guy wasn’t interested but I didn’t let on that I was lacking in confidence. I asked to take a much needed shower so I could clean out. Then he set me up with his pipe and some porn while he showered off as well. We took some swigs of G and did some shotguns and soon, we were going at it. To my delight, he was more than interested. He was on fire. Even he was surprised how hot he was for me. Granted, it was the G, but you know when there’s still a connection, chemical or not. He was turned on by everything I did, whether it was my ass squeezing his cock, or the stories I told him of my debauchery, or the sly grin and cocked eyebrow I gave him when he looked at me, or the way I stroked his cock and ran my fingers down his 16-pack or squeezed the muscles on his back or took charge and rode on top of his cock til he was squealing with glee. I acted like I didn’t give a fuck if he thought I was hot or not. Guess what? Fake it til you make it. We went at it hot and heavy for a good 3-4 hours but I had promised him to leave by midnight so he could get a decent night’s sleep before work. I looked pretty cocky packing up and leaving on the dot, which I could tell made him even more turned on. Little did he know, I had another pig date lined up. But when I got downstairs, I got a text cancelling the date. Turns out that guy doesn’t like to be second. Ha. More like 6th or 8th. There I was, tweaked on G and T and around the corner from Vaseline Alley. A quick walk through there and I literally had 3 cars chasing after me. But I always get wigged and never know what will happen, afraid I'll get busted or worse, they will want to use condoms. So I headed over to the Tom Kat theatre. I hadn’t been there since I lived across the street from it back in the early 90s. I had heard you could get really nasty there on a good night. But this wasn’t one of them. The guys were creepy and it wasn’t clear to me what the hell I was supposed to do. Fantasies aborted, I left and went back online in my car. That’s when I found another guy who had been hitting me up for awhile. I’d been sharing my fantasies with him for a few weeks so when I asked if he was looking for trouble, he said hell yeah. He had a guy over and was about to slam and had a rig already waiting for me. When I arrived, he was, again, older, masculine, low key. The guy he was with was a bit nervous and not really sure about our game plan. Of course, I lined up first to get slammed and didn’t think twice when he put the needle in my vein and registered. At some point, I must have said I could take as much as .4, which in retrospect was fucking crazy. Because when he pushed in the plunger and pulled off the tourney, I thought I was going to leap out of my skin. I had never been sent so far so high and within seconds was dripping with sweat. It was clear I was over baked, but even then, I calmly headed to the bathroom to shower and cool off. The other guy was more than a little annoyed that we were both so twisted and soon left. My host was a little unsure of what to do…and didn’t seem ready able to fuck in his state, if you get my drift. So what’d I do? You guessed it. I was back online and the whole world started hitting me up. Soon I had a gaggle of guys over including the guy who was the first to ever slam me and who I always think about playing with again and again. (Nothing like a masculine ex-porn star who enjoys getting me twisted and whoring me out.) Tragically I had gotten some wires crossed and a guy I didn’t remember inviting over showed up. We’d played before but he was definitely not on my wish list. I still don’t know how that happened except I think he has used a different screenname. Then he asked to be slammed and I should have warned him. The poor kid went bug eyed and just lay there, stiff as a board like a corpse. He refused to eat or drink or shower off but finally, after a few hours, he came down and decided to get out of there. It still took him hours to get a cab and leave. By then, there were at least 4 guys over there, although in fairness, it just wasn’t working. All of us were too high to fuck and/or too spent to do anything but stroke their pitiful cocks and stare at porn. The one guy I thought was hot as hell wasn't that interested in me. Hours later, I had come down and, after getting one last mercy fuck and a huge load in my ass (from the hottie), I showered off, drove him home and headed home myself. (I never have a problem driving while twisted...although it's still a bad idea...one of many that I indulge.) I spent the rest of the week trying to piece together all these parts of my run, touching base with my hosts to thank them and apologize for my obsessive behavior. I may be a whore but I’m a whore with good manners. I made sure the kid was okay. And waited for what I knew would be the worst Ikes ever. Tragically, it was worst than I imagined. I’d collected a stomach STD and, within days, was wiped out and dehydrated and had to check into the hospital for 36 hours. Nothing like a call from Public Health to really remind you of the consequences of your behavior. But that’s what happens when you have filthy pig sex. It wasn’t the first time and I doubt it will be the last. Oink Oink.

It always started the same way. Some kid trawling Scruff after hitting the bars cause he didn't get lucky. Eric smiled when the kid sent him a woof -- another kid that was going get more than he was looking for. Eric's cock twitched at the idea of breeding this boy. He worked out hard and was in great shape; he had ink in all the right places but had the attitude to back it up. The kid's stats were pretty hot -- 6'2", 185 lbs and 23 years old-- too young to be completely filled out, but well on his way. After a few more details, the kid was on his way over. Eric's cock began to stiffen and push against his jeans, betraying his eagerness to share his seed with the boy. He went to the dungeon and put on his harness, perfectly framing the biohazard tattoo on his chest. He was ready to give this boy the fuck of his life. Perfectly on cue, there was a knock on the door upstairs and Eric went up to greet him. Opening the door, the boy was startled and stammered out a hello. Pulling him inside and slamming the door behind him, Eric easily overwhelmed the kid and nailed him to the wall. Forcing his tongue into the boy's mouth, he gave the boy a preview of what would be happening to his ass in a few minutes. The kid was enthusiastic and immediately moved his hands down Eric's jeans to feel his stiff cock. It was nine by seven, and a number 2 gauge PA. His cock was the perfect tool to share his gift, especially with inexperienced kids like this boy. In seconds, Eric's jeans were on the floor and the boy's face was buried his crotch, face smashed into the leaking red jock. Grabbing the kid under his arms, Eric heaved him to his feet and pushed him down the stairs to the dungeon. Pulling his head into his right arm and forcing the boy's mouth open again, Eric unzipped the kid's shorts and shoved them to the ground. The kid was wearing a jock like he was told and was about to be rewarded for it. Guiding the boy over to the leather covered St. Andrew's Cross leaned against the wall, he smiled as he pushed the boy against the cross and spread his legs. Tracing his tongue from the back of the boy's neck to the band of his jock, he could taste the salty sweat of excitement. As Eric moved his hand to spread the kid's checks, he felt the boy relax. He began tongue fucking the boy's ass, getting it ready for his leaking cock. Reaching down to his own jock, he pushed the pouch to the side, letting out his cock and balls. Slowly, he stood up, tracing the kid's spine with his tongue back up to his neck, and wrapped his right arm around the boy's neck in a choker hold. As the boy began to protest, Eric bit his neck firmly and the kid relaxed -- Eric's profile said he liked it rough. Using his free hand, he guided his dripping cock to just behind the boy's cunt and grinned. Without warning, he pushed his full 230 pounds of muscle down on the little bitch and impaled him with one stroke. As he felt his PA against the boy's hole, he instinctively tightened his arm around the boy's neck and forced his cock inside the kid. The boy tried to pull his ass off of Eric's cock, but the cross was in front and Eric's cock was behind. It was no use trying to get away. Eric was stronger than the boy by a long shot and his arm was like steel around the kid's neck. For just a second, he flashed back to his own youth when he was in the same position as this boy, about to be given a gift that would change his life forever. Amused by the boy's reaction, he began relentlessly pounding his cock into the boy's ass. Since that day ten years earlier, Eric had never worn a rubber. The kid would soon understand the gift he was about to receive and like Eric, would soon want nothing more than to share it. Pushing harder and deeper into the young stud's cunt, Eric's balls slapped the boy's ass with fury. The fire in his balls burned as the boy struggled. And then, the feeling started -- a gentle tingle deep in his balls began to stir. Smashing the boy's hips into the cross, the fire in his balls was quickly building pressure and urgency. The little cunt was about to feel the gift exploding from Eric's cock, flooding him from the inside and sharing the dark gift with him. Grinning with the thought of what was about to happen, he slammed his cock as deep into the kid as possible, and then it began. He screamed with pleasure as the boy's ass, wrecked from the viscous fucking, seemed to seize on his cock. As his balls pumped the dirty seed into the boy, he thrust harder and harder careful not to waste one drop of seed. The boy's ass tightened, drinking the dark gift that began burning his innocent cunt. As wave after wave of diseased seed flowed into the boy's guts, Eric felt him relax. He'd felt it before, a man getting his first taste of poison cum, suddenly realizes the gift. Eric's seed was doing its work, passing into the stud's veins, burning into his soul and converting him. Eric thanked his Lord for the boy impaled on his cock as he continued to shoot streams of burning seed into him. The boy was a man now, a brother; forever a servant, branded with the dark seed. Eric's work was done for the night. As the last drops of Eric's seed were greedily swallowed by the boy's ass, he leaned forward to his ear and whispered "Welcome, my brother." Unlike his entry into the boy, Eric began to slowly pull his cock out. Covered in dirty slime, he admired the look of his tool and the tight ass that was reluctantly letting his cock withdraw. As his head began to emerge, he noticed a few thick pieces of cum, slightly obscuring his 999 tattoo. The boy, weak from being used turned around and looked into Eric's eyes. Eric saw the fire of the seed in the boy's eyes. Guiding his new brother gently down to his knees, he allowed the boy to clean the remaining cum from his cock and worship.

Sweaty armpits, nipple playing. .body worshiping sets the stage for releasing pleasure's and ALL inhibitions are completely removed with the euphoria to satisfy each other's animal desire's. Unless you are into this sweaty armpits session's you're completely removed from enjoying all of the lustful pleasure's.

1. I was about 15 when I started messing about with my little brother – first just rubbing up on each other and jacking off together but we quickly moved on to more serious fucking. Just saying that the fist bloke I barebacked was my little brother still kind of messes with my head. The first time I fucked him was really intense and amazing for me; we were sleeping together like spoons and I was so hard and his ass was grinding against my cock – so I just took it out, lowered his briefs, spread his cheeks and pushed my cock inside him. No lubricant or condom so it took some hard pushing to get into his virgin ass – and I held him close to me because I could tell how much pain he was in. But he never said STOP and I wasn’t going to stop until I got my cock all the way up inside his ass. But I was only 15 so it’s no surprise that I got my cock inside him and fucked him for about 5 minutes before I shot my load inside his ass. I’ll never forget that first time because I think it set me up to be the top that I am now. Fucking my little brother’s ass for the next few years made me feel a bit powerful, a bit “in control” of my brother and I really liked that, it made me feel so good. TONY

Bf and I have been going to the new gym for a month now. We have been talking about having sex in the shower but never had the guts to do it, nor shower in the same stall (is it even legal for a couple to shower together?) He always try to get attention and find out who are checking us out at the gym where he will use an excuse to show me how to use the machine. So, I have noticed this middle eastern college guy has been checking us out by looking at the mirror, tall and muscular, straight acting. Finally, today he walked to us and ask my bf if he can help him with the weights, after that we split and didnt see him. Tonight, my plan was to 'seduce' my bf in the shower and hoping we will make our dream comes true. So i went into the shower and let the shower curtain slightly open so that he knows where am i. the moment i pulled the curtain, i saw the middle eastern guy diagonally across from my stall and i can pretty much see his naked body and he nodded and smiled. i returned and get myself wet. Then i heard someone pull my curtain followed by hands holding me from my back. i felt his hard cock, hairy hands, lips on my neck. he's definitely not my bf. He turned off the shower and whispered "Do you think your bf will be jealous if he finds us in here?" I was debating if i should stop or say something but he has started kissing me, turned me around and pressed me against the wall. it is hard to resist such body. He's definitely not the first time doing this, his hand getting soap and stroke his cock and mine and i have erection so hard. without taking much time, he lifted up my leg, slide up easily with the soap. it felt so good and it didnt take long, we kissed and he pushed all the way and cum in me and left. hmm, i felt bad but have another round of hot sex with bf in our bed...

Part 3 I tried to get comfortable in the confines of the cage, but I was too large for it. I could kneel, bent over, but the wire bottom dug painfully into my knees. I eventually settled on my side in the fetal position. I tried to rest, but I was so wired I just lay there, my mind spinning. It had been less than 12 hours since I was a cocky teen God, lording my perfection over the leather queens. Now here I was, in a cage, having been chemed up, brutally raped for hours, and plugged with a gut full of God only knows whose cum. My asshole throbbed around the plug, burning and raw, yet all I could think about was getting more cock. Suddenly a large t.v. turned on and I turned my head to see what was up. To my horror, there I was on screen, bound in the sling, getting fucked like there was no tomorrow. I instantly realized my predicament. My fate was truely out of my hands. The crazy thing was the more I watched my rape, the more I wanted to be fucked. My asshole instinctively clenched and sucked on the plug buried in me. I was truely transforming into a jock slut. After what must have been a few hours of watching myself be ravaged, my new Master came back into the room. He carried a glass pipe and held it up to my mouth through the cage. I didn't even hesitate as he lit the bowl. I sucked the sweet white smoke deep into my lungs, and soon was spinning again. Opening the cage he reached in and fastened a collar around my neck, attaching a leash to it and pulled me out of the cage. I started to stand and was immediately floored with a hard kick right on my nuts with his steel toed boots. "I didn't tell you to stand, whore!" he admonished me as I writhed in pain on the floor. "Let me explain what's what. I own you pig! I did my research, I know everything about you, and I know you have no family in this city. I know your estranged from your parents back in Nebraska, so they won't miss you. I have someone emptying out your apartment, and I know enough people to make you "dissapear". In a couple days we are out of here, back to where I live, where you will be nothing more than my fucked up, jock slut, cumdump slave. At least till I tire of you, or wear you out...whichever comes first. The last slave lasted 4 years till he was so used up and worthless, I dumped him in the middle of nowhere. I couldn't even sell him. What became of him, I don't know or care. But he wasn't the prime specimen you are! You're going to please me well!" I shuddered as I fully realized what I was becoming. But somehow I wanted it. Last night taught me something new about myself I never knew. I WAS born to be a fucked up cumdump! Master reached behind me and yanked out the plug, releasing a flood of cum. Quickly he rammed a syringe in my jockcunt and injected more T into my body, then quickly jammed the plug back in me. He then tossed me some clothing and told me to get dressed, it was time for my next adventure.

I think you should change your handle to big meanie, ruining a perfectly good fantasy I was having reading this thread. LOL But it is a great obsevation, maybe he stayed and watched as they came in and went out so he could get an idea of age. At least thats what I'm going to assume, so I can uhmmmm finish something. LOL