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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!)

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

I often wonder how many us had our first sexual experience with a family member. For me it was with one of my uncles who is less than 5 years older than me. When there were lots of family at my grandparents' house we would share a roll-away bed in the basement. I guess I was about 7 or 8 when he was beginning puberty. At first it he would show me his dick and have me stroke him and sometimes lick the head. Eventually he had me suck him or else he would have me lay on my stomach while he cherry humped me with his dick between my butt cheeks. When I was in 5th grade he started to finger fuck me with a spit lubed finger until I started to loosen up. After awhile he stopped to sneak upstairs and brought back the Vaseline which he used to grease up his cock. He had me on my stomach telling me not to say anything as he eased it into my tight virgin ass. It hurt like hell, but wanting to make him happy I kept quiet until he eventually got it in. He moved slowly at first, but then started to move faster as I got used to it. It surprised me that I even started liking it. It did not take long before he came inside me. Afterwards we put our underwear back on and went to sleep. We fucked once or twice more after that time, and then he started seeing a girl and we never played around again.

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

i do, but it's not "play" for me. To me, i see piss as a serious way that a Top marks His territory or asserts His dominance. For me, force is a sort of hide behind, it's just how i perceive force or bullying, a guy that is not sure of himself relies on force. But matter of fact, presumptuous or even asking shows courage and confidence to me. i love when a Top expresses this with His piss. i've had several Tops piss in me without asking while fucking me, and i love them. i've never drunk piss before, and am afraid too, but also wishing and hoping for a guy to just let His piss flow while His cock is in my mouth without asking. i also love the idea of a Top taking a piss on me after breeding me. To me, these are ways that He marks me and i love Him for it, it has the desired effect of marking me and making me His.

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

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!

Filthy fucking cumdump....

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

Total vers PISSPIG! Prefer it potent, as my first taste was morning piss. NOTHING better than a chempiss 69 with a likeminded pig.

Not too many guys looking to date a dirty fucking whore like you. pozzed up faggots are what men like me use for the dirtiest fucking and doing shit that you can't do to a normal guy. you're not the kind of girl one takes home to meet the family , you're the kind we fuck in the alley. I love fucking trash but I don't want a boyfriend that half the city has fucked and is a well known cumdump. Just keep bending over, spreading your legs and taking all those loads bitch. That's what you exist for.

We're talking really small here: I like some of the public cultural norms that are acceptably unique to just men. We don't have to wear make-up, or shave our legs or pits. We can display our nipples, or a bulge in our pants. We can wear a speedo at the beach that highlights our equipment like it's no biggie. Can you think of any others? These are low-level stimulators, basic manstuff. My favorite is to just take off my shirt, there's power in that, show some ink, flash some pit, spice-up the neighbor's G-rated backyard barbecue. You might end-up in the bushes with a new friend😈.

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.

Lol, yeah, "vomit" occurred to me too, and yeah... wouldn't want that... but i am surprised how far i've come. For me, i love having something of Him inside me and even mixing with me. Piss does that. i'm a nurse and have to put catheters in. Some guys it hurts, others don't care. i've put them in myself to see how it feels, doesn't hurt to me, but we're all different. For me, my Top using a catheter to empty my bladder so He can fill it with His piss is like Him fucking and impregnating me, the idea is awesome for me, both mentally and physically. i've never swallowed piss, but psychologically could be easily trained to do so and have begged for it before at a glory hole. If your Top has put a catheter in you with a valve, once He has pissed inside you, you have to hold it till He opens the valve and lets it out 😉

https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/john-rails-kacper-thorm-41330542 Our first fuck session with Kacper Thorn https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/sunday-funday-foursome-41325892 Hot guys foursome on a fun Sunday!

Got some of my best loads when Craigslist was alive and I was staying in a hotel for work. One night was by far the hottest scene I've ever had - I posted an ad on CL and left the hotel room door open. I had 14 men stop by during the course of the night. Each time I woke up from my sleep and all but one used my ass to get their nut off. Took every load offered. Was the hottest time of my life.

I've done that. Porn, you know.

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.

Part 47 - Reflections Javier woke fairly early Friday morning, the warmth emitting from Pedro's body passing to him as he lay in his arms. One thing for sure he thought to himself, his ass was sore, but he was to excited and twisted his body around to face Pedro was waking up 'morning lover' Javier whispered in Pedro's ear. He snuggled up a smile racing across his face 'lover, I like that' he said kissing Javier tenderly on the lips, both of them were still tired falling asleep with their bodies as close as they could get. Down the road Juan was out doing his morning run plus it was a great way to see all the houses around Bel Air. His route had taken him along Bel Air Road then Copa De Ora and Bellagio Roads, he turned on to Stone Canyon Road. He always took to running in his shorts and t-shirt but already he had taken it off and attached it to his shorts, the beat of his music playing in his ears and dappled sunlight filtering through the tree lined road just seemed to be perfection. He looked to his left to see a beautiful large white house with a fountain in the driveway, he didn't see the furthest gate opening by the mail box. The car came speeding out and Juan suddenly stopped inches away from going over the bonnet and tripping on the curb grazing his knee on the road. "Idiot" the occupant called out from the window and he sped down the road leaving Juan on the ground. Standing up he turned but the car had gone "I'm so sorry are you alright?" a young lady asked standing at the gate. Juan looked around "Yes, just a couple of grazes on the my leg" he replied "Someone is in a hurry". The young lady walked out to have a look "Hmm, come in at least let me clean it up for you" she said. Juan followed her and walked through the four tall pillars supporting the overhanging roof of this impressive house, she indicated for him to sit in the entrance hall and disappeared for a moment returning with some antiseptic wash. Juan could hear children playing outside. He commented saying that she probably has to do this a lot with young children running about, she looked up and was almost swallowed up by his brown eyes watching her, a tingling up her spine which she had never felt before, in fact her husband had never looked at her in that way. She couldn't place his face but he looked sort of familiar, she finished cleaning the grazes on his leg. Juan just found the young lady so fascinating and attractive, but hey she is obviously married and way of his league he thought to himself. "There, good as new" she said standing up "Haven't see you around here before?" she stated looking at him. Juan stood up "I'm here visiting, speaking of which I should be heading back. Thank you playing nurse". She giggled "It's the least I can do. Do you need a drive back?" she asked. Juan smiled "Very kind but no thank you, I need to finish my run" he replied heading to the door. She walked him down to the gate "Enjoy the rest of your run, maybe I will see you around running" she chuckled. Juan turned and waved, she watched him head back down Stone Canyon Road, the finely tuned body and muscles glistening in the sunlight, did she let him escape she wondered as he disappeared from sight. She turned back to the house enough is enough she thought sadly closing the door knowing that the love in her marriage had gone. Juan arrived back at St Pierre a trickle of blood had run down his calf and he walked in to the kitchen to clean it up. Ben was already up and asked if this was normal for him to come back bleeding from his run, he grabbed the first aid kit in the kitchen and cleaned up Juan's leg then poured him a coffee. Juan explained what had happened and Ben chuckled asking if she was attractive, Juan laughed and asked why but Ben shrugged his shoulders and just commented about the way he told the story as it sounded like he had fallen in love with a stranger. Juan laughed and reminded him that though he was married he was still young enough to be thrown in the pool. Mark was on the phone talking with his father a furrowed look on his face as he listened, Ben caught the tail end of his words down the phone 'Well he expected everything but gave little back', he knew not to ask and that Mark would tell him in his own time what that was all about. He rushed in grabbing a coffee and kissing Ben as he headed out to pick Franco up for work. Thank god Angelo and Ethan were due home this weekend from honeymoon, it meant getting more of Mark back but also Ethan who he had missed greatly. Whilst they waited for Javier to come home Juan and he headed to the gym and worked out for an hour. Being a Friday their evening would follow normal routine and dinner at Liongate with the family and very close friends. Maddy had already warned them that Nicky and Kit would be joining them since she had wrapped up filming and needed a normality check. Juan was excited about being invited to dinner this evening and meet a celebrity in real life for the first time. Ben could see that Juan's mind was elsewhere and when quizzed he smirked at Ben and just said he couldn't get this mornings incident out of his head. "Do you think she was interested?" Ben asked out of the blue catching Juan by surprise. He stopped putting the weights down "Looked like she was married with kids" he replied. Ben mused it over a while "Was she upset you know I assume it was her husband driving out". Juan shrugged his shoulders "I don't know. He could have been going to work". "There you are" Javier said walking in to the gym with Pedro. Juan looked over "Talking about lovers, about time" he said smirking at them standing there. The Friday night dinner was as usual noisy and Juan loved every minute of it the evening, David proclaimed it was one of the best nights discovering that Juan was actually a very avid soccer supporter. Joking and having heated playful discussions about their favourite player it was a refreshing change for both of them. Mark's sister and husband had made their excuses not to attend and it was quickly forgotten about. Sunday morning Juan was dropped off at the airport by quite a large a crowd including David who kept joking that he would fly Juan over to LA whenever there was a match on and he was at home. He made Javier promise that in a couple of weeks he would come home to see his parents and bring Pedro with him. Leaving the departure concourse some of the crowd headed home the others went to the beach for a few hours by the airport to wait for Angelo and Ethan to return home. Juan sat in the lounge waiting for the flight, he found it odd feeling out of place among the obviously wealthy passengers. Figuring at best he could afford two flights a year to LA in economy, he felt a little tired never expecting the trip to be so enjoyable and welcomed in such a way by Davenport family, he was definitely looking forward to sleeping for the most of the flight to NY. One thing he knew for certain was barring anything coming between Pendro and Javier, he was staying in LA, he sent a text to his parents telling them he was waiting for the flight and should be home around 6pm with the time difference. Juan sat there overlooking the apron watching the planes pushing back and heading off when the manager of the lounge approached him and introduced himself, he handed Juan an envelope. "What is this for?" Juan asked looking confused. The manager smiled "This is your Concierge club card, simply call the number if you need anything" he said. "Oh right, thanks" Juan said putting the enveloped in his ruck sack without any idea what it meant. The airline representative escorted Juan down to the plane and his seat making sure he was comfortable before wishing him a pleasant flight and leaving. This was his second time travelling in first class, he was quite looking forward to it and notching it down as an experience in life. His phone buzzed in his pocket and he saw a message from DD which was his code for David Davenport, he smiled and unlocked the phone reading the message 'Juanito, so enjoyed your company this weekend and I wasn't joking about you coming to LA for matches. Please don't be offended or upset but you should have now received a Concierge club card from the airline, my way of saying thank you and also for letting Pedro and Javy be together. Use it freely to come to LA yourself and also for your parents. Looking forward to Madrid, D' he chuckled and wondered what was in the envelope, standing up he retrieved his ruck sack from the overhead storage. Opening the envelope he saw the black card with gold lettering, his name and membership number, on the back he saw the phone number. The cabin manager spotting the card in Juan's hand immediately focused her attention on him apologising that they were not informed of him travelling. Juan felt a little embarrassed unsure what it was all about until he asked the cabin manager who explained everything to him. He was even more shocked when she explained that it self billed to the person who nominated him as a member and this he felt was way to much. He sent a text to David thanking him explaining that it was to much to accept, the response he got made him smile 'If you don't use it I will fly over and drag your sorry ass to LA' ending it with a smiling emoji. Reluctantly he slipped the card in his pocket and settled in for the flight, after some brunch he slept the rest of the flight. A few days after returning home he received a text from David telling him to phone the number and book a flight to be in Madrid on a specific date and time and to tell the airline he was staying at the Ritz Madrid, returning 4 days later. He opened the desk draw in his room, looking at the card and turning it over he dialled the number. It was answered immediately and he was greeted by name as if they knew he would be calling. The call only took a couple of minutes where they asked for dates and passport information. Within half an hour he received a text from the airline with his confirmation and time the car would pick him up for his evening flight from JFK to Madrid. It was all to easy he thought to himself, getting trapped by this way of living, he would have to speak to David in Madrid and hand the card back he thought as he sent a text with his flight details on to David. Pedro and Javier settled in to their seats in business class along with Bobby and Josh, having to slum it as there were not enough seats in first class where Maddy, David and Selina sat. Deciding not to mope around at home, Selina had left the kids with the nanny for a few days away with the group. She was sad but happy with her decision, after all her husband seemed to be expecting handouts all the time whenever he wanted something, but her father was not playing ball. In New York Juan arrived at the airport and found himself escorted through to the Concierge lounge. It felt strange seeing other passengers look at him as he was escorted in to a private members only section, he was just expecting to be in the lounge and then help himself. But this section was empty and he had personal service from the lounge staff member assigned to him. Juan stepped off the plane feeling pretty refreshed having slept a good portion of the flight and soon was on his way to the hotel. David met him at the lobby and invited him to their suite to plan the day ahead explaining that sitting by the pool or sightseeing and shopping were the options. Juan chuckled and said he was definitely for the sightseeing. Showered and feeling clean he stepped out of his room and too the elevator up to the Maddy and David's suite and knocked on the door. Pedro answered the door "Juan" he exclaimed excitedly hugging him "Javy is inside" he said escorting him in. David walked over to Juan "Let me introduce you to our daughter Selina you two haven't met yet" he said. Juan looked totally surprised when she stood up and turned "Oh, jogger" she said smiling. Juan laughed "Nurse" he said as she walked over and kissed him on the cheek. "Errr hello, someone tell us what is going on here?" David asked seeing the surprised by happy looks on their faces. Selina explained how they met on the morning she had told her husband to leave. They joked about it for several minutes but David wasn't fooled and could see a twinkle in both of their eyes. As it turned out Selina wanted sightseeing so only Maddy and Josh went off shopping for the day whilst the others piled in to two hotel cars and David took them all to the best sights in Madrid. He was busy texting Maddy when they stopped for a bite to eat in the early afternoon, keeping one eye on his daughter who was bordering on flirting with Juan when she was sure no one was watching them. David found he was pretty chilled about it, after all this had been a chance encounter and he liked Juan which helped a lot. It had been a fabulous few days in Madrid and Pedro collapsed on the bed giggling at Javier who was complaining that his feet hurt after their long walk after dinner. He attention was soon strayed seeing Pedro laying there in his underwear sprawled across the bed, without ceremony he shed his clothes and jumped on the bed ending on top of Pedro, his cock already erect. He pressed his lips up hard to Pedro's welcoming mouth, as much as he loved it when Pedro played the rough top, he was going to appeal to his submissive side tonight. His actions making it clear to Pedro how things were about to play out, Pedro smirked and looked deep in to Javier's eyes. He slipped his thump under Pedro's underwear band and delicately pulled them down exposing the hard cock underneath that was already leaving precum. Kidding and biting down Pedro's torso he was a man on a mission. His tracing along the shaft of his cock, his lips enveloping the head tasting Pedro's juice. Driven insane by the taste of his lover his desire increased beyond words, his hands caressed Pedro's legs raising them slowly until his mouth found the prize and sucked on his hole. His tongued danced around trailing saliva and using his tongue to push it in to Pedro's hole. The moans of delight filled the otherwise quiet room as, Pedro was amused how such a virgin could allow him to bath in such ecstasy 'take me Javy' he mumbled just loud enough to be heard. Javier shuffled forward with Pedro's legs on his shoulders he positioned his cock, unsure at first how much this would hurt him let alone Pedro. He pushed forward feel the head of his cock prising Pedro open as it slipped inside, he look down 'oh fuck' he said watching Pedro's eyes. Pedro loved it. He loved the violent need wanting Javier to drive in to his body seeking his own release inside. He loved the way Javier's hips moved in rhythmic undulations, Javier repositioned Pedro's legs taking a lead on how Pedro fucked him. Javier leaned further forward pushing more of his cock inside, Pedro felt burn and dull ache coursing around his hips, he clamped his legs around Javier's waist. Javier moaned and pushed up hard giving several solid thrusts in to Pedro, he stopped and kissed him deep. Without warning, he pulled out and flipped Pedro over, pulling his hips up until he was on his knees before thrusting inside him again. Javier's animal instinct took over, something he never realised he had until this point. Gripping Pedro by the back on the neck, he pushed down until Pedro's cheek was against the bed. Holding him there he ground into his ass over and over. Pedro curled his fingers in to the expensive sheets surrendering himself completely to Javier. His hips rocking fast and hard never missing the target, Pedro moaned, his ass wriggling begging for Javier to fuck him. He fucked Pedro mercilessly, sweat dripping from his face on to Pedro's back, he moaned and thrashed about on the bed with the intensity from being driven to almost one climax to another. It was insane. Wild. Primitive. Pedro pushed up on his hand until his back was connected with Javier's front. His arms encircled Pedro's waist and held him still as he thrust up into him even deeper. His mouth sucking the lobe of Pedro's ear then his neck. Javier shifted flipping Pedro on to his back again, Pedro pulling Javier forward as he needed him back inside his body. The sex changed to a fluidic thrusting their mouths seeking each other, kissing hard and with purpose, tongues pushing back and forward in a wrestling match to get the upper hand. Pedro reached under, his fingers finding Javier's nipples gently tweaking and pinching them as Javier set a new pace driving down over and over. Javier raised his head 'fuck' he said, grunting pushing in harder he began to orgasm inside Pedro flooding him with his seed, so much seed, it felt to him like it would never stop, it was uncontrollable and he fell forward feeling the arms of Pedro folding around him tightly. Pedro ejaculated for the second time driven on by Javier's orgasm. Both panting and giggling covered in sweat their bodies glistened slipping over each other. Javier pulled a face as he began extracting his cock, rolling on to his back he laughed. "Hell that was amazing" he said rubbing the sweat from his face. Pedro chuckled "Your an animal. I love you so much Javy, te quiero mucho' he said leaning over kissing him. Javier held Pedro's hand and looked at him "I never imagined I would find someone to love". Pedro rolled on to his side snuggling up to Javier where they fell asleep covered in sweat and cum. In the morning everyone headed to Maddy and David's suite for breakfast, as usual there was much conversation going on but Maddy was more interested in the how Selina appeared to be getting on with Juan. They had a few hours to spare after breakfast before they needed to head to the airport, Juan said he was going for one last walk around the hotel grounds and Selina asked if she could join him. Maddy finished packing and joined David in the lounge for coffee. David smiled as she walked in "Are you worried about Selina?" he asked trying to sound casual. Maddy sat down and chuckled "No, Juan and her seem to be hitting it off" she said pouring coffee. "You noticed" David said raising an eyebrow "how do you feel about it?" he asked her. Maddy put her cup down "Darn sight better than John" she replied "Juan does seem to get nervous around her". David laughed "Selina just needs someone who is a little more stable in life" he said sipping his coffee. "Or not afraid of you" she joked "and not expect everything handed to them?" she asked him. David shrugged his shoulders "The difference here is I already like Juan, so seeing her wouldn't be an issue". Maddy finished her coffee "Cars will be here in 15" she said standing up. Their flights to LA and NY departed 10 minutes apart and the airport lounge was chaotic with the Davenport Set as they now called themselves. Juan took the opportunity to catch David when he walked up to get a soda, he was nervous as hell unsure how he would react. "David, can we talk?" Juan asked helping himself to a sparkling water. David looked at him "Of course Juan, what's on your mind?" he asked as sitting at a table away from the others. Juan looked over at the group then David "You know I was going to give this card back to you" he started saying. David smiled "I know, I figured, you and Javy are a chip off the same block. So what has changed?" he asked. Juan shifted in his seat and looked down at his water "It's Selina, I.., may I get to know her more?" he finally asked. David sat back in his chair "Yes. If she feels the same" he said. Juan looked surprised "Oh, right. Sorry I mean I didn't think you would agree straight away" he said. David smiled "I am no fool Juan, I can see the two of you are interested and seem to have something to explore". "I promise I won't hurt her" Juan said "that is if things get serious". David stood up "You have one big advantage Juan, I like you. But take your time, really get to know her" he said. Selina saw them both smiling and knew it had gone well, she walked over and hugged her father but he also gave her a stark warning not to rush in to things. They did a brief good bye as Juan's flight was called for boarding, he promised to fly over in a couple of weeks so they could spend some time together. Javier hugged his brother knowing he would be seeing him this weekend as he was flying back to NY with Pedro. Juan sat on the aircraft after being settled in by the cabin manager who had personally escorted him to the aircraft, he liked Selina a lot since the first day he clapped eyes on her. As nervous as he felt about how things could pan out in the future it was obvious that both Maddy and David liked him. He thought about Ben and how much his life had changed from being with Mark, looking out of the window he saw the terminal disappearing as the aircraft pushed back from the stand. The week flew by and Mark was trying to persuade Juan to spend more time in LA opening Ben and his house to him whilst he dated Selina, it was a constant barrage of text messages, Pedro and Javier had also been tasked with bringing Juan back to LA after their trip to NY. There was definitely a little tension in the air at first when Pedro was introduced to Javier's parents, unsure how to react but the way they saw Juan being very open and accepting they soon engaged and got like him more as the evening went on. The entire evening was spent talking in Spanish and when the conversation moved on their recent trip to watch Real Madrid playing Pedro found out that Javier's father was an avid supporter of Real Madrid. Pedro insisted they fly over the next time a soccer match was on as it would be an good way of meeting his parents. Juan had finally relented after being badgered by his brother to fly back to LA with them for the week. Javier and Ben had agreed to set up pool maintenance business together and they also wanted Juan to join them. He was taken back a little by the offer and accepted, knowing it would mean spending most of his time in LA and more time with Pedro's sister. Mark was overjoyed when he heard that Juan would be arriving Monday with Pedro and Javier as he sat by the pool at Liongate with Selina whilst Ben played in the pool with his nephew's with Maddy and David. Ben had also been using the time to learn as much about swimming pools, apart from swimming in them. Both Mark and Pedro had offered to finance the company but they refused saying they had to start the business up properly, they wanted to build it up as a personal achievement. Ben had also asked David not to put the word out and explained his reasons since the PR company Bobby and he owned was mostly built on the Davenport name involvement. He nodded and said he was proud of them doing this venture alone, but it didn't stop him offering to buy all the kit as a start up. Ben had also researched about a business loan and rates of interest usually charged by the bank. He had all the paperwork ready for when Javier got back to discuss it with Juan and him. They fully intended to ask David to provide a business loan using full bank terms, he knew that David would no doubt question the one missing item which was salary draw down but figured they didn't need it for the moment. Within a week the business was up and running with 4 pools on their books, all family ones but it was a start, when going from St Pierre to St Cloud they would drive around Bel Air for 15 minutes slowly letting the van do the advertising. It was the day when they drove to Selina's to do her pool that some enquiries came in from neighbours who had seen them coming and going. They knew the prices that most other companies charged in Bel Air and were under cutting them by a few dollars to make it more attractive, their biggest selling point they were Bel Air based unlike other companies. By the end of the first month they had 10 pools on their books and made their first repayment to David whilst Maddy scrutinised their books to make sure they were balancing correctly. Josh contracted to build and maintain the website allowed Javier to start the internet service on the server and it went live with them all watching as he typed in the address and the page displayed with their company name Crystal Pools of Bel Air. Ethan rushed back to the office to catch the launch with his father having just completed their move to LA. Ethan's family had finally moved to LA and with David's help they secured a modest sized home in Bel Air that Angelo and Ethan helped fund as they wanted their family close. Jack wanted to make it an official loan to repay back but Angelo tore the documents up and so the game ensued where by Jack would put a contract in the mail at least twice a week. Angelo kept them in the home office and the pile was growing bigger and bigger daily, he would send Jack a text every time he received a new one with the word 'No'. Ellie was already turning heads in Bel Air being seen out with Maddy and Nicky at least four times a week. And Sofie was put in to acting school personally recommended by Nicky which opened very important doors for her and she was already taking minor parts in some TV shows and adverts. Friday nights were getting longer at Liongate as the group grew but it was the one night when everyone downed tools for dinner and a catch up, more often than not it ended up being a pool party early evening before changing for dinner. Juan and Selina were now verging on engagement and he was loved by her kids as he spent more time with them than John had ever done. Jack and Ethan together had helped with the divorce settlement and got it through quickly leaving Selina free to build a new life with Juan, mostly helped by the pre-nup that David had insisted on before they married. People started leaving the dinner table and head through to the family room when Maddy asked for Selina, Juan, Javier and Pedro to stay behind for a minute. Maddy started by saying she knew how hard it was finding some private time and handed them both envelopes saying she had booked them in to the Salinger Barbados for a week leaving on Sunday and that everything had been taken care of. Juan's clothes and passport would arrive tomorrow morning by courier and Selina's nanny and kids would move in to Liongate. She said they would meet Daniel and Jordan at the hotel who were expecting them and who would look after them. Pedro and Selina had met Daniel and Jordan only briefly before on their visits to LA, Javier was excited having heard so much about them from Ethan and Ben was looking forward to the trip and spending some time with Pedro. Ben was looking forward to running the show solo for a week and he only had 5 pools to do that week so it was no hardship. Their lives changed in so many ways over the year as Selina and Juan married in a very lavish ceremony at Liongate, David and Maddy brought them a house two doors down from Mark and Ben on St Pierre, Juan worked with Javier and Ben on their booming pool business which had become a big success in Bel Air, mostly due to the Bal Air housewives loving how sexy the guys looked, it was usually the topic of conversation amongst the ladies lunches and dinner parties and the best excuse when one of them couldn't make lunch was they were having their pool cleaned, often meaning most of the ladies piled round that house for lunch. When Pedro and Javier married they received so many gifts from all the housewives and gay couples whose pools they cleaned, Liongate was packed with their customers for the evening ceremony. Who would have thought that just cleaning pools they would end up being well loved by so many people who usually remained very private shut away inside their own lives. Stefan and Franco eventually married and stayed at St Cloud with Ethan and Angelo who were now travelling around quite a lot with Mark and Ben visiting countries all over the world several times a year when Ben could get away from the pool business. Mark fulfilling his promise to make love to Ben in as many countries as they could. Angelo handed over the running of the business to Adam and Tony who after a year of pestering by Angelo finally moved to LA with Steve and Callum who lived with them when not running a Salinger hotel. Josh and Bobby moved in to a house a few doors down from Liongate. Pedro and Javier decided they preferred to live at Liongate much to Maddy and David's happiness. Whatever and where ever lives took them Christmas was the one time everyone flooded back to spend at Liongate then flying down to Barbados for two weeks taking over the newly opened Orchid Wing at the Salinger Barbados, Nicky and Kit would join them as well as the Salinger family. Angelo and Mark sat at the waters edge in their swimwear as the sun set "I never get bored of this place" Mark said. Angelo put his arm around Mark "I never saw my life being planned out like this" he said looking at Mark. Mark rested his head against Angelo's shoulder "You do know that everything that has shaped the lives of all these people here traces back to one thing and that was the choice Ethan made on his 18th birthday". Angelo smiled and kissed Mark on the head "That is very true". Ethan stopped splashing Ben and wrestling with him in the water, he waved for Angelo and Mark to join them.

another great thing about having a loose sloppy fuckhole is when you're a bathhouse cumdump like me a lot of guys are only semi hard when they start fucking me with a bunch of random guys watching. they key is to be loose and cumsloppy enough that guys with a semi can still easily stuff their cock in my pussy and get hard just from fucking me. then once they are good and hard they can just pound their loads into me. plus some guys seem to have a hard time finding the hole so when I'm laying there with a gaped out hole its easier to get in me.

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

omg I love it when I have taken a bunch of loads and cum is noticeably dripping out of me. its a great way to show guys im a bareback cumdump. feels hot in the bathhouse but even hotter walking around the streets especially cause I wear tiny girl shorts and a jockstrap so I often have a wet cum spot on my hole. I love it when guys notice and know what it is. I have picked up some random fucks like that.

mine is definitely changed ever since a Dom Top made it His goal to change it, which i love that i can associate it with Him and His desire. mine is a slit and not a pucker anymore, but not a gaping hole (though i love the way that looks on guys). Unlike some, i like lube, lots of lube or cum, either works, but i love sloppy and a noisy, sloppy sounding hole when any Top fucks. i love it when a Top loads my hole up with lube if it's not already sloppy with cum. One of my favorite feelings is the since of immediacy i get when i have to go to the bathroom. i don't leak, but i have to squeeze my inner muscles sometimes to hold stuff in. i like it because it reminds me that my hole is no longer designed primarily for waste removal or retention, but is designed for easy access, penetration and fucking. To me, that since of urgency is my body reminding me that it wants to be empty and ready for a Man to penetrate. it's also got a little bit of a humiliation edge to it that's hard to put words on, knowing any guy can look at it and know that i love to be a place for a Man to penetrate and release His pleasure into.

In my case, I went to the baths on the night of my 18th birthday and as soon as I was checked in, I was like a kid in a candy store. My slut gene kicked into overdrive and I felt comfortable being approached and approaching others.

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

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

My older brother. We're 2 years apart, he was a teen at this point. I was already blowing him and our dad by this time. (Didn't take dad long before he started having anal sex with me as well. Also found out years later dad was the one that encouraged my brother go for it.)

Part 4 Todd pushed my hands over my head he kissed me. While he was kissing me and held my hands over my head I was distracted and barely noticed it when my wrists were placed in restraints followed by my ankles. Todd pulled his cock out of my ass and said, “It’s time for your ass to make me some money. You can fuck the bitch for $10, and breed the bitch when your diseased cum for $25. Who wants to go first and help convert this pretentious rich boy into my poz whore?” As I was pulling at my restraints I was trying to figure out what Todd meant by convert into a poz whore. Todd had pulled his cock from my well fucked ass and I felt a little bit of his cum leak out of me. I felt empty and was still very horny. Suddenly I had a needless syringe forced into the back of my mouth and tagged the bitterness of a dose of GHB given to me. Then a couple of the guys who watched Todd fuck me were on either side is me. Looking at then I thought I was seeing double realised that they were twins. I watched then as they each applied a tight strap to both arms. I felt the coolness of the alcohol on each arm followed by the now familiar pinch as they each found a vein and stuck a needle in me. Although I was still flying from the slam Todd had given me about 30-40 minutes ago I was about to get a double slam. Without a word says between the twins as they simultaneously pushed the contents into me as I started to feel the G kick in. They snapped the straps off one of my arms and I felt the rush of off of the slams hit me as I coughed. Just as my coughing was subsiding the other strap was snapped off and the second slam hit me. I couldn’t focus my eyes and I heard a ringing in my ears as the thought of what Todd said about help to convert his poz whore. One of the spectators of us fucking stepped up between my restrained legs. He placed the tip of his hard cock against my well fucked hole and pushed the full length on his cock inside me. As quickly as he sunk his cock inside me he began to pull out then slammed back in deep. As this guy fucked me I found myself moaning in sync with his thrust inward. My thoughts were all over the place as I began to instinctively work my ass muscles wanting him to breed me. The guy fucking me suddenly said, “Damn Todd I think your bitch wants my load, his ass keeps milking my cock.” Todd leaned down and said, “That’s my bitch. You’re learning to please the guy using your hole. Now ask him to breed you. Beg for his dirty, charged cum.” I said what Todd told me to say as I looked at the guy fucking me, “Please give me your dirty cum. Breed me. I need your charged load.” As I finished speaking I barely heard some one say, “This rich boy had no idea what he’s getting. I can’t wait to give him my AIDS cum.” I felt the guy fucking me suddenly quicken his pace as his dick thickened inside me before he was cumming inside me. As he finished he quickly pulled out and was quickly replaced by the next guy do was waiting for his turn at breeding ‘my neg ass’ as it was being called. Although my brain was still a little foggy from the drugs I was starting to figure out what all the talk around me was about. Todd looked down at me knowing I was starting to figure out what all they were saying meant, when he said to me, “Is my bitch finally figuring it out? You know now, don’t you?” As the next guy went to with fucking me, I knew what they meant by ‘dirty cum’ and ‘charged load’. Todd and every guy here is HIV+ and with each of them fucking me I was being exposed to HIV. The current cut inside me didn’t last long as he shot his load inside me without a word and pulled out. As I laid there empty for the brief moment I began to panic as the next guy ‘in line’ stepped up to fuck me before I could even think about attempting to expel their cum and rammed the full length of his cock deep into my ass reminding me of the pleasure I discovered from the drugs and sex I later leaned was known as PNP or ParTy aNd Play. I looked up at Todd as the current guy fucking me began to quickly fuck me causing me an involuntary deep moan emanate from as his throbbing cock spewed it’s venom. As he pulled his spent cock from my hole I involuntarily squeezed my ass trying to milk the last drops of his seed out while I simply asked Todd, “Why?” He held up a wad of cash he began counting telling me, “Your ass has already made me nearly $500. You know how many guys want to breed you?” My hazy brain figured at $25 each that was almost 20. Before I could answer Todd told me, “Your going to get a total of over 20 loads of cum from guys who are HIV+. It’s all part of my plan to make you my bitch.” I was trying to comprehend Todd’s words regarding his plan to make me his bitch when the next guy penetrated me with the largest dick I had rammed inside me to this point. I screamed out in pain as I was quickly given another slam and found myself starting to enjoy the horse cock that seemed to penetrate deep into me. I heard someone say, “When that poz cock breeds this pretentious rich boy he may cough up the cum.” The guy fucking me answered, “I’ve already cum in him once. I paid $100 and I have 3 more loads for him. I stopped taking my meds a few weeks back when Todd started to talk about how he was going to drug this boy up and convert him into his private whore. I wanted my viral load you climb and got tested this past week. My viral load is over half a million.” Todd was holding a slam in his hand what he asked the guy fucking me, “I think we need to add a little something to his next slam. Would you care to contribute?” The guy replied to Todd, “Fuck yeah, right after I give him load number 2.” I felt his cock go even deeper into my body as he delivered another while saying, “Fuck bitch, that's two loads of my highly toxic cum. Bet you never thought you could get pregnant. Well, one of us here is going to be your AIDS father.” He held still while Todd gave him part of the slam before drawing the guy’s blood into the syringe. He then suck the needle into me as emptied the entire syringe into my arm. The slam added to my high as the guy’s toxic blood mixed with the meth went to work.

I was 18 and in college. I was drinking with the guy in the room above me and out of no where he kissed me. It moved pretty fast and he ended up holding me down and pounding my ass raw. He was extremely verbal and totally in command and it turned me on so much. We spent the rest of the year with him fucking me all over campus and feeding me loads at his command. He let his army buddy fuck me once too and he was just a dominant and verbal.

Any age is a good age. Not forced unless that’s the suckers kink. I was 8 when a man who was dating my mom started training me. He got me alone regularly and told me I wasn’t like others boys and that I needed a man to take charge of me. I learned to take his thick man sized cock all the way down my throat before my 9th birthday. She dumped him when I was almost 11. Too bad because he was starting to prepare me for fucking. He was fingering me and telling me what a good obediant boy I was. Starting in 6th grade I started sucking my clasmate’s dicks. I probably sucked 20 plus boys in a small suburb of San Francisco by the time I graduated high school. I’d say 90% of them were straight.

Grandfather. Lived with him and nudity was the norm. He would put me on his lap and watch tv and could feel him grow. Became normal to feel the head of his cock on my hole and him pressing. One day it popped in and he said just sit there and watch tv. I eventually felt his head pulse, him letting out a deep groan , then shrink and pop out. I would go to the bathroom later and the was always a large load of cum in the toilet. I freaked out the first time seeing it and he said that it will happen every time now and its fine. Of course, I didnt realize what it was at the time. It eventually evolved to him actually pumping in and out while making me dry cum. He was a great guy.

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