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I’d been a late bloomer for most of my life. Accepting myself as gay was hard and so I only lost my virginity at 27 after I had moved to Berlin for a new job. After that I was still pretty shy but grindr and other apps helped me make up for lost time at least a little. Maybe a year later I was sitting at my desk bored off my ass and decided to have a look on grindr. As it was still pretty early there was not much going on nearby, but I soon got a message from a guy who was really close by asking if I was also working at his company. Turns out I was. He was only 22 and his profile pic was a headless but nicely toned torso with a pretty nice bulge. We messaged a bit back and forth and then he sent me a pic of his cock and asked if I would suck him. Being shy I hesitated at first, but I was intrigued by the idea of having sex at work, so I agreed. I had no idea what I was in for. He told me to go to a bathroom that was pretty secluded where we probably wouldn’t be disturbed, switch off the lights and get naked; then text him to come. So that’s what I did. He got in shortly after and opened his pants. I couldn’t see a thing. We got closer and he pushed my head down on his cock telling me I was now his bitch and I should suck him good. This light dom/sub play was new to me and I hesitated for a moment, but he used that moment to push his cock deep in my mouth and made me gag on it with his hands holding my head tight. That’s when I clicked. I loved being his bitch and gagging on his big cock, so I just started sucking as if my life depended on it. “That’s right, bitch.” He said. “Swallow my cock. You like it, don’t you?” We kept going for a while and I really enjoyed it. When I started jerking my dick, though, he heard me fapping and twisted my nipple. “No, slut! You are to please me and not yourself.” I was his bitch and I was in heaven. It took him just a little longer until his breathing got harder and he said: “I’m about to cum and you’re gonna swallow it. If you really don’t want to, clap your hand twice on my butt and I’m gonna stop. But I would be very disappointed.” I thought about it. Did I really want this young guy, whose face I had never seen, cum into my mouth and then swallow it? I was too far gone though. I was his bitch. So I kept going and increased my sucking. “Yeah that’s right, bitch. You’re mine. Here it comes.” And he came with a big load down my throat, that I somehow managed to swallow completely. “Now lick it clean. I don’t wanna go back to work with a sticky cock.”, he said. When I was done, he put his cock back in his pants, zipped up and before he left the bathroom he told me: “You can finish yourself off now, slut, and wait at least 5 minutes before you leave! I don’t want you to see my face.” I only managed to say thank you and then he was gone. TO BE CONTINUED

On the way to my room he told me his name was Chad and he was a senior at the local high school. I could tell he was unsure of what was about to happen. I was as well but I wanted that 7 inch fat cock in me so bad. When we arrived in my room I told him to lay down while I got read. I went into the bathroom to clean out for him and to lube up a little. I must have take to long as when I came out he was out like a light sound asleep. I crawled in bed beside him and dreamed about what it would have been like and hoped he would still want my ass when he woke up. The next morning I heard him wake up and exclaim "fuck I late" he was looking for his clothes that were still out by the pool. I asked what was wrong and he said I am supposed to be at practice in 5 minutes. I told him to calm down and told him where his clothes were and said he could take the 458 to just bring it back afterwords. He was gone in a flash. Five hours later I still he still had not returned and I was starting to get worried. I had cleaned my ass and was ready but he was no where to be found. When I finally heard the car coming up the drive I was excited and hopped he still wanted to fuck my ass. I was sitting by the pool and I look up to see him and another young man and my heart skipped a beat. I knew I was about to get my ass whooped or worse. Chad said this is my friend Brett and he like your car a lot. Before I could respond Chad was pulling off his t-shirt and Brett was following suite. The next thing I knew I had to naked 18 year old boys standing in front of me with hard cocks. I looked at Chad and said so am I dreaming and he said I told Brett you have the best head and that you said I could pop your cherry and he wanted to join. His girl wont take care of him either and we both have blue balls. As he said that he started pissing on me and in my open mouth and a few seconds later so did Brett. I sucked a load our of both boys by the pool and the Chad asked if I still wanted fucked. I just stood up and said you know the way to the bedroom and all three of us headed to my room. I was pushed down on the bed on all fours and Brett shoved his 8 inch cock in my mouth. It was not as thick as Chads butt just that little bit longer. I felt Chad lubing up my ass and felt his cock head on my ass. He leaned forward and whispered in my ear. After practice I went on line and watched a porn that showed how you bitches like to get fucked. Are you read? Before I could respond he started pushing in a little slow at first. After he had the first inch or so in he whispered take it bitch and shoved in to the hilt with no mercy. I tried to cry out in pain but my mouth was full of cock. He started fucking me hard. Pounding me like his life depended on it and after a few minutes of intense pain I felt amazing and I loved it. He fucked me for 10 minutes or so and then pulled out as fast as he went in and he a Brett switched places. Brett spit on my ass and pushed in all the way and was fucking me just as hard as Chad had only he was going a little deeper. Chad shoved his cock in my mouth and I was tasting my own ass juices while sucking this beautiful boy. I hear Brett say dude I going to bread this god damn faggot this ass is amazing. I hear Chad say fuck yeah it is I already shot one load in it and I ready to go again. I had not felt Chad cum but it now explained the taste in my mouth. Brett started saying take it bitch take my god damned load and I felt his cock swell and shoot. His whole body tensed and shook with each shot of cum in my ass. When he finished he pulled out and rolled over on his side and Chad then shoved in and after about three or four strokes he said take it bitch and this time I felt him coming in my ass. I cleaned both of there dicks when they had finished and then Chad said fuck I'm hungry. I told the boys if they would like to clean up and let me clean up I would take them to the local steak house and I for buy them dinner. We cleaned up and on the way out the door to get in my G wagon Brett said I just told my mom I was staying at your house tonight Chad. Chad chuckled and said yeah I told my mom I would be at yours. I knew then it was not over and my ass was in for a wield ride.

I was working for one of those urban life magazines when my editor gave me an assignment that changed my life in so many ways. He wanted an article on the "new phenomenon" of bug chasing. Specifically, he wanted to tell our shrinking number of readers what would cause people do actively seek HIV infection. Even I knew that this was nothing new and had been going on for years. I could have asked why he didn't choose one of the gay guys on staff to write it, but I also knew the magazine was in financial trouble. Saving my job was a priority. So, I took the assignment without protest. My girlfriend was out of town on an extended work assignment eliminating the need to explain what I was going to be doing. So, I Googled bug chasing, found some background information and web sites which eventually led me to a club downtown called Positively Fourth Street. I assumed it was named for the old Bob Dylan song, but this place had nothing to do with Dylan. I began hanging out there trying to interview self described bug chasers. I spent the next few weeks chasing them, trying to get their stories. Frankly, most guys wouldn't talk to me, and the handful of guys who would didn't have anything to say that I hadn't read online. Plus I was wading through an incredible amount of bullshit from guys who only wanted to talk about being pozed and were no action. I had hoped to find someone who had gone through or was going through this experience who would tell me why and shed some insight on their hopes and fears. My plan was to feature one or two guys and tell their stories. However, I just couldn't find that connection. Then one night, I was sitting at the bar when this guy walked in. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He was incredibly handsome. His tight jeans and t-shirt showed off his rippling muscles. Frankly, he looked like a Greek God. To my surprise, he sat down next to me. I considered myself straight, but that kind of went out the window. Introducing ourselves, I learned his name was Eric. Desperate for a story to write, I blurted out my mission. Eric listened attentively and then told me he was not a chaser, but rather the opposite: he was an HIV positive top. He continued, telling me a lot of things including erotic tales of his experiences that set my heart pounding, and not out of discomfort, but rather out of a desire to be share his experiences in some (perhaps) surreptitious manner. I did not want to see myself having sex with him, but, on the other hand, I had no doubt he was, in some degree, coming on to me. His HIV status, of course, gave me additional pause, but I knew the virus could not be transmitted through voyeurism. As Eric continued, his stories took on a somewhat dark hue (perhaps enhanced by the alcohol we were downing) and he intimated he was could infect anyone, anytime through a combination of technique and what he called his "massive viral load". As he talked, he drummed his fingertips on the bar. I immediately noted that he had filed them down to sharp points. He told me they "helped prime a bottom's plumbing", which meant nothing to me at the time. He told me he was "pozzing" a guy the next night at his apartment, and he invited me to watch, saying he was sure I would learn a great deal for my article. He told me the guy would be willing and able to provide information on the whole experience. My cock was tumescent at the thought of seeing watching Eric have sex, and my sense of caution went out the window. Some chances only come once in a lifetime, or so I temporized. It probably didn't hurt Eric's hand chanced brushed my crotch, and that when he stood up to leave, he was jostled by a guy climbing onto his bar stool, and Eric's crotch chanced to press against my thigh. In retrospect I think he might have been semi-erect - or was it wishful thinking on my part? In short, I accepted his offer and jotted down his address. The next day, at 8:00 P.M., heart pounding, I found myself ringing is doorbell. Eric answered the door buck fucking naked. I was totally caught off guard by this and had a hard time regaining my composure. I was absolutely overwhelmed by his physical presence. Although I struggled to keep my eyes off his cock, it was a loosing battle. He was built like the proverbial shit house: a thick bush, low hanging, veiny balls, a long, thick, uncut cock that never hung quite down, as did cocks in my (admittedly limited) experience, but it sort-of arched out from his body. Man, I thought, this is unfucking real. My cock started to throb in my jeans. Explaining he had just gotten out of the shower, he bade me to make myself comfortable while he completed preparing for the 'fuck-fest', to use his words. He disappeared back into another room. I sat down in front of a TV showing an all male porn film in which a series of incredibly muscular guys had very physical sex. I was surprised by how erotic I found this. My dick did not return to its normal, flaccid state. Within a few minutes Eric came out in a short robe and sat next to me to watch the video. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his cock push out of his robe as it grew to 10, thick inches. I spent the next half hour with one eye on the TV and the other on Eric's dick. What had I gotten myself into? Eric and I had a couple of drinks while we waited. Finally he said that it looked like his friend wasn't going to show. He told me that he was really horny (no kidding). He asked me, no, he told me to suck his cock. I started to say I was straight, but he put his hand on the back of my head. I can't say he forced my head down because I offered no resistance. A few seconds later I was sucking and licking his cock. I couldn't seem to stop myself. The smell, taste, texture and intimacy of the experience was wild beyond anything I had before experienced. After a few minutes he told me we were going in the bedroom. I just let him lead me in there. I don't remember undressing, but I ended up naked, on my back, on his bed. Facing my crotch, he straddled my face. I eagerly continued my work on his magnificent cock, balls and even found myself sliding my tongue in his ass crack. He was clearly enjoying the attention: not only did his cock not loose any rigidity, but drops of pre-cum were sporadically oozing out of his cock head. His pre-cum was fascinating: slick, salty and sweet at the same time. He started touching me all over and then leaning forward, began loading my asshole with lube, using hard, sharp, sometimes painful thrusts. I could literally feel myself being opened up. I knew what he intended, and so said 'no' to each of his several entreaties "hey, man, I've gotta slip my cock in your hole," but persistence and lust won out over logic, and, when he assured me he'd pull out if I asked him to, I acquiesced. To be sure, however, I told him there was no way i was going to let him shoot his load in me. He just kind of smiled as he positioned me on all 4s. He pushed some more lube inside my hole, and, generously lubing his cock, coaxed his way inside. It hurt like hell at first - pain the likes of which I had (not surprisingly), never before experienced. But after a few minutes of superficial penetration, my ass opened-up, and I guess my ass juices began flowing. Pain morphed into pleasure, and pleasure morphed into ecstasy as somewhere in there he began to hit my prostate. I found myself begging for more. The experience was like nothing I had ever experienced: was I going to piss myself or was I going to blow a load? I honestly didn't know, (and in some measure, didn't care), but I did know I now understood why so many guys loved anal sex. Eric mostly kept up a nice slow pace while he slid his rod in and out of my hole, alternately teasing my asslips and torturing my prostate when he slid all the way in. I tried to listen for any moans or changes in his breathing that would signal an orgasm, but I heard (or didn't want to hear) any tell-tale signs. His hands were all over me, a few times reaching around to pinch my tits really hard when he sped-up his pounding, but then letting-up as he slowed down. I didn't really want him to stop but was prepared to tell him "no mas" at the first sign he was going to cum in me. While all this was happening my mind was racing. I felt that I was experiencing all the terror, emotions, and pleasure that someone taking his first positive load could conceivably experience. I tried to make mental notes of everything I was experiencing, but I must admit my brain was quite befuddled by the overwhelming impact of the turn of events, and, of course, Eric's cock sliding in and out of me. After a really long time, perhaps twenty minutes or so, he said he had some things to tell me. He told me that he could stay hard and fuck for an hour or more. He said he could cum and not make a sound. Then he told me something I was really not ready to hear. He told me he had already cum in me twice. Then he said "here cums the third load." Before I could react, Eric's right hand moved to my shoulder and pushed me face down into the mattress. His left arm tightened around my hips. Then he rammed me hard a couple of times and moaned very loud. I felt his cock seem to vibrate and then felt the hot liquid fly into me. I guessed that having my nipples pinched had masked the first two loads. However, there was no mistaking what he had done this time. I was overwhelmed with terror. How could he do this to me? Eric collapsed on top of me, his semi-hard cock plugging my ass, keeping his cum in me. I asked him why he had pozzed me. He told me that my "friends at the bar" had hired him to do it. They told him that I wanted it. They said I'd make up some story about why I hung out in the bar, but that he should ignore it. I was surprised he would do this for money. He told me he was paid quite well. He called himself a 'poztitute'. He told me he had cut me up inside with his fingernails, and there was no doubt his bugs were already in my blood. He told me he liked me and said I could stay the night. I locked myself in the bathroom for a long time. I needed time to get my head around all that had happened. I tried to force his cum out of me somehow, but very little dripped out, and what did was mixed with my blood. When I finally came out of the bathroom, the apartment was dark, and he was snoring. I thought about it for a bit, and finally slipped into bed with him. He later fucked me two more times, cumming multiple times. Early that morning I dressed and went home. When my girlfriend got back to town, I broke up with her. I told her I met someone else. I hated hurting her, but I just couldn't take the chance of infecting her. What I subsequently learned was the fuck flu hit me about a month and a half after my night with Eric. My subsequent HIV blood test was positive. I wrote the article about my experience as though I had interviewed someone else. It was the best thing I ever wrote, but the magazine went out of business before it was published. I work for a public relations firm now. I haven't had sex since all this happened, but I think I'm ready to get out there. There are some big-talking, no-action guys at a certain bar for whom I have certain gifts. Paybacks are a bitch.

I haven't posted in quite a while (or played), but a couple of weeks ago, I had a pretty amazing experience. I like to visit a clothing-optional gay campground in the mountains on the east coast while traveling north/south. I'm generally there on a weekday, when there aren't a lot of folks around, so action tends to be light, but I really love just being outside, naked, so even if there are only a handful of other guys around, or even no action at all, I really enjoy the experience. It's perfectly located for me about halfway from to my destination, and super-reasonably priced. This past visit, I was able to stay on a Friday night (and wish I could have hung out until Sunday), which is unusual for me. Most folks are visiting there for the weekend, and that's when most of the action really gets going. The owners of the campground have a pretty extensive site - most of the campsites are occupied with more or less permanently parked campers - they may change hands, and occupants come and go, but the campers never move. The owners were throwing a Friday night party at their site, with a pony keg, and some munchies, and the guy at the counter told me about it when I checked in. He said the party got going at 8PM, and people would be hanging out there until the regular party venue opened at 10PM. I usually stay in a cabin (there are a handful for rent) but they were already booked for the weekend, so I wound up in the lodge, which was perfectly fine for me. I rolled in about 5 in the afternoon, and it was still warm enough to be outside naked, so I took a few things up to my room, and then quickly stripped down to nothing but flip-flops. I had been on the bike all day, almost without interruption, so I really wanted a hot shower just to relax. There's a shower in the lodge, but I really prefer to head out to the bathhouse (duh) so I can be out there naked for anyone who is walking by. It's never failed for me, even when I stay during the week, that there's someone around, and interested in looking. The public showers are a great place to meet and get to know my fellow campers. After I took a nice, long, hot shower, and chatted briefly with one of the guys who works at the campground (who also mentioned the party) and wanted to see if I needed anything, I strolled back over to the lodge, grabbed a drink, and then sat out on the deck, and just watched the sunset. After a bit, it started to get too chilly, and it was dark anyway, so I just pulled on jeans and a t-shirt, and then, at 8, walked up to the site where there was going to be the party. Although I had been to the camp five or six times before, I'd never had a reason to walk up this particular stretch of sites, and I was blown away by how elaborate it was. I was even more blown away to see a huge banner stretched out in front of the site, advertising a "dungeon party". I apparently was unfashionably early, as there didn't seem to be anybody else around, and the keg was there on ice, but not yet tapped. I took a minute to walk over to a large tent on a platform, and peek in, and inside was a full collection of dungeon furniture! I have done some BDSM play before, but always topping women. I'm not really a sadist, but there isn't much to me that is hotter than full sexual submission. The two main features appeared to be the huge St. Andrew's cross, with a collection of floggers and paddles hung next to it on the "wall" of the tent, and then, a little to the side of that, a sawhorse/bench with padded arm and leg rests: a paddling and fucking bench. I slipped back out, still didn't see anybody, so I headed back over to the lodge, took a few hits, and refilled my glass, and chilled out a while longer. After I saw a few golf-carts full of guys headed up the road, I walked back over to the party. I didn't see either of the guys I'd spoken with earlier, and I didn't really know anybody there, so when a slightly older guy approached me and kind of glommed onto me, I started talking with him. He explained that this was the campground co-owner's site and that it was his dungeon. He also started telling me about some of the other pieces of furniture - some he'd helped build or set up. He seemed nice enough, but he didn't do much for me, and was drinking pretty heavily. I mingled a bit, grabbed a beer, and started noshing on some of the munchies, since I'd had a big, late lunch, and wound up skipping dinner, I didn't want to wind up too drunk because of an empty stomach. After a bit, I wandered back into the tent, and by then the "proprietor" was there, and was more than happy to give me a detailed tour of the equipment. It was pretty clear his favorite pieces were the St. Andrews cross and the fucking horse/bench. He started telling me at great length how he knew how to use a flogger so well that it felt like a gentle massage, and I'm pretty sure he knew I was intrigued, so he was nice, and went out of his way to be a good top and not scary. It worked pretty well - I definitely was put at ease, even though I wasn't sure switching (a whole new thing for me) was what I wanted. I wandered out of there, and back to this teepee where they had a kind of sweat lodge thing going, but it wasn't really warm enough to actually strip down, there weren't really any seats left, and I struggled to strike up conversation with anyone. After about 10 minutes I got tired of all the smoke, and my curiosity had been building. Meanwhile, as I walked out, the first guy who'd been talking to me sidled back up again, and I asked him if there was going to be any play going on at this dungeon party, or if everyone was just kind of hanging out. He said he thought everyone was just being too shy, but if someone would get it started maybe more would go on. I told him I was actually thinking about it, and he encouraged me a bit. I decided what the hell, and I went and found the dungeon owner again, and told him he'd convinced me that it would feel just like a lovely massage...and I'd love to have him show me his skills. He didn't miss a beat, and we headed right back into the tent, and over to the St. Andrew's cross. There were now a few people hanging out in the tent - there was a propane heater blowing (early fall in the mountains) - another guy dressed in leather, a few non-descript or trollish looking guys, and a couple of butch dykes. Since it wasn't quite so cold, I immediately shucked off my jeans, tshirt and fleece, and stepped up onto the platform of the cross. The combination of the slightly cool air, being exposed (the only naked person in the room), anticipation of the impending strokes, and the center of attention as the object of the performance, and I immediately started getting aroused. I felt a thrill run through me and let my mind spin a little as I started thinking about fully submitting. I'd always played the other role (with great pleasure), but I also got off before on how aroused and excited the sub would be...I was excited to get to experience the role. I immediately started to get hard, and the dungeon master/owner, smiled and stroked my cock and told me that it made him happy to see a sub so obviously excited about the prospects. I made sure to really spread and show my ass and hole as I bent over to try to get the leather cuffs on, and the feeling of being cuffed - they were heavy - and collared gave me butterflies. I was almost elated to step up to the cross and put my hands up. We talked briefly - in a straightforward and non-game way, so I knew he was an experienced and sane dom, and we stablished a safeword and a plan for the scene. He said he really preferred to have a blindfold on his subs, and I said that was just fine - at that point, I actually wanted to be gagged too, not because I wanted to be silenced, but because it would really complete the sensory experience of the cuffs, collar and blindfold. He said that at first he really preferred to be able to get feedback, and I agreed that was the sensible thing. I told him I wanted him to start out with the 'massage' approach he'd described, but that we should ramp up (green) and that I would tell him when I needed to plateau (yellow) and when we could resume ramping up (green), and that I'd let him know when I needed less (red). He lifted each hand up to the cross, and clipped me in there, and had me sag down, to show me the that it would bear my weight, and that the cuffs wouldn't bind at all. As he was running his hands down my sides to clip in my ankles, he ran over my ass, and I willingly pushed back, trying to brush my hole and spread my ass - to be open and ready for his strokes or anything. Some more watchers had come in to the tent, and a few were reaching around, tweaking and twisting my nipples, and I was as rock hard as I've almost ever been. I could hardly wait. He pressed his hardon up against my ass as he tweaked my nipple and breathed into my ear, and put the blindfold on, at which point I lost track of how many people were there. I remember seeing the two baby butches watching with full attention, and I was thinking how funny it was that we were so juxtaposed. He picked up the "intermediate" flogger and started off with slow, gentle strokes - no sting at all. I'm not sure I'd call it a massage, but it wasn't painful at all, and I was arching back to feel the strokes on my ass, and thighs...hoping for some contact on my hole, taint and balls. I wanted to be open and used. I have lost all track of time, but we went along for quite a while - at least twenty minutes - my frustration and arousal constantly mounting - as the intensity of his blows kept increasing. I just dove into sub space and thrust back, exposing myself fully to his onslaught - trying to catch a rithym, and continually frustrated by the irregular pace. As the intensity increased the endorphins flowed, and the more each sting was actually arousing (and the more each blow stung). I was in abandon, handing from my arm cuffs, thrusting my ass out, and although I could hear the sound of the impacts, and knew from experience they were pretty intense, each blow just felt more...frustratingly tantilizing...like being teased...it was a long, long tease, and I was in a red haze of desire. Finally, after a bit, a few blows landed that were actually painful, and I asked him to plateau...he gave me a few more good licks, with a slightly sadistic laugh, but also warning me they'd be good stings...that I had been a good boy and just needed a few more to finish me off...I gladly pushed back and did my best to give him my skin to sting - I wanted him to use me - I wanted to please him with how good I could be for him. After this we started to cool down, and, with a lot of gentle caressing and rubbing, he brought me back down, and took me off the cross. As the blindfold came off there were about seven or eight guys handing around, one or two had their cocks out, one or two were just rubbing through their pants...the baby butch had her hands down her pants and was rubbing her clit/pussy and her butch partner was rubbing the outside of her pants and pinching the baby dyke's nipples. My dom asked if I was ok - lightheaded or anyting - needed help sitting down? I told him I felt amazing and almost kind of disappointed we were finishing. The final, slightly more painful blows had taken me back down off the orgasmic edge, so I was just kind of cooling down. My mouth was a little dry so I wanted to grab another beer and have a cigarette....it was thrilling to have a room of strangers, but I also didn't know exactly what to say to anyone...I just wanted to kind of chill and luxuriate in the glow. My ass felt red but it was a warm glow, not sore at all. I sat down by the outdoor fire, and suddenly my earlier interlocutor reappeared and asked how I was feeling I told him I felt great, and should have volunteered to get things going sooner. It appeared to me, though, that the tent had mostly emptied out, and no new action had started up. I started seeing the audience back outside. I hung out at the fire, a few different people - more than I had realized - came up and told me what a hot scene they thought it was, and thanked me for putting it on (I had done nothing but volunteer). I don't remember what else we talked about, but I had some random chat with a few different people, and in particular with this one other guy in leather (costume). He was very nice, and pretty hot, but actually seemed kind of shy and tentative. I think another 30 minutes or so went by, and people started to drift off to the main party venue where dancing was getting going. I wandered over there, but it wasn't all that exciting to me, and I found that I was kind of sorry the moment seemed to have passed in the dungeon. The keg at the dungeon site had a nicer beer than the cheap stuff in the main venue, so I wandered back to the first keg, and while I was refilling, saw the dungeon owner again (he was back in party host mode), and I asked him if he wanted to show me how the other equipment in his dungeon worked. He didn't bat an eyelid, said "yes, of course" and immediately headed back into the dungeon, with me following. There weren't as many people hanging around the site, but at least three guys followed us in to see what was happening. I walked over to the fucking horse, and without asking or being told, stripped fully again immediately. The dom was going in and out, doing a couple of different things, and I honestly wasn't sure what we were going to do, but I was admiring the strap/paddle resting on the bench. He came back in, picked up the paddle, and indicated I should hop up on the horse....it needed no adjustment, and I layed my stomach down on the top rest, with my arms and shins down on the rests...there was a strap clamped across my back, holding my stomach down to the benchtop, and then he fastened my ankle restraints, so I was bound face-down, ass-up. Just being strapped in like this made me rock hard again, and I knew my hole was wide open and ready. He only restrained one of my wrists, which kind of disappointed me initially, but it became obvious why later. My ass was still warmed up from the flogging, so although they stung slightly, the blows from the strap just immediately got me wanting more. The brunt of the blow fell on my cheeks, but also a little on my hole and the back of my balls...almost immediately I was back in that place where I just wanted to be used and to submit to use...I didn't have to wait long! After only a couple of minutes, during which a few guys had discovered something new was happening and come in, I felt him start to work silicone lube into my ass. I felt the cool wet liquid and sighed...knowing relief was coming soon. I heard him unzip his pants and then I could feel his hard cock searching around for my hole...I was pushing back, trying to gape it open and take him in. He quickly lined up perfectly, and then with one firm, but not too hard/fast thrust, buried himself in me, and I moaned pushing back as much as I could (I couldn't really move very much). He started thrusting, grunting into my ear that I was a good little slut, and I moaned out "thank you daddy, please fuck my hole". Pretty soon, as he was thrusting away, another guy appeared, no pants, with his hard cock out. I immediately reached out with that free hand, and pulled him over, so I could start sucking him. In another minute, as I was in heaven, getting my ass pumped over and over, and sucking on this nice, not too long, but slightly fat cock, I became aware of two more guys who'd come over, pulling their cocks out and furiously masturbating. I felt like a complete fuck-doll and I was in a trance, sucking and concentrating on the feeling of my hole being pulled in and out with the thrusts...I could not get enough. I don't know how many cocks I took, but I knew for sure that it had turned into a train when the original dungeon master came around to the front of the bench to check on me - I knew he had pulled out and re-inserted at least once, so I wasn't really positive until I saw him that the cock in my ass belonged to someone else, but I had thought so because it seemed slightly thicker. He checked on me and asked how I was feeling, and I told him I was in heaven, and I asked him if there were more people coming in...he said he didn't think so and then headed back around behind me...another guy stepped forward and I started sucking him, while I felt yet a different guy enter me from behind (he was definitely the thickest, but not that long). The guy I was sucking on pulled back slightly - he was having difficulty comfortably getting up close enough to my face - and started furiously jacking off..and I realized he was cumming - he didn't have much, but I pulled him back over and sucked/licked him clean - a nice, sharp tangy cum. The thick guy gave a few extra grunts/heaves and then pulled out. My original dom returned and I asked him for a little more lube, which he immediately supplied, and then he went to town...it was ball slapping good. He leaned over and as he twisted my nipples, whispered in my ear that the next time I wouldn't need more lube, because I'd be so filled up with cum that I'd be lubed with cum, and if at all possible, my dick got harder. All I could get out between moans was "yes daddy, please fill me up with your cum. I need more cum". I felt him give a few more hard thrusts, and then he pulled out. I undid the one restrained wrist using my free hand, and then pushed up on my elbows to scan around the tent...there wasn't really anybody left..the thick guy was pulling on his pants, and apologized to me for not lasting very long - he mumbled something about being thick and I told him, "no, thank you so much, I loved it, your cock is great". He headed out of the tent and I asked him if there was anyone else waiting for a turn, and the dom said he thought everyone had left to go over to the other party venue. He then reached around to my cock, and, sticking his thumb up my ass pulled me off in just a few strokes - the hugest load I've shot in ages. He un-buckled me and asked how I was feeling as he was getting dressed...I told him I felt amazing, that I LOVED his dungeon and that this is just exactly what I had needed...a deep fucking by a bunch of cocks. I was only sorry I didn't cum from the fucking alone, but in a way, I'm glad, because I remained ready and open. I'm not sure how many guys, probably four, but being the object of a train was incredible. I don't know how many loads I took - I may not have actually taken any (other than the two I sucked off), as my ass, although kind of slick with silicone lube, didn't seem wet nor did anything else leak back out. Of course, with a bunch of horndog pigs like that, they may have all been like the guy I remember licking the cum off of (the only load I know I definitely got) - really small loads because their balls were already long drained. I am not an actual bug chaser, and this was insanely risky, but I will be going on prep and definitely returning for more.

I played with a fisting bottom who had read in the Asspig Forum that if you smeared your hole with toothpaste, it would increase the amount of "ass jizz" in a session. I am not sure if it did or not...but my dentist was pleased at my next check up...

When I got home I had another shower. I’m pretty used to a hard deep fucking but I wasn’t prepped for the tool that raped me in the dark room. But even thinking about it made me hard again and while my hole still hurt I fingered my cunt and pulled the sweet cum from my hole and lapped it up. My mind also wandered to Jacques - astride the bench as a muscled twink rode his massive member. I recognised the twink from the gym - is once licked his arse out in a sauna having watched him being gang fucked by three black dudes. They were happy to let me watch and lick their cocks clean after they’d successively dumped their loads in his tight pussy. Now, I admit I was jealous. Not only because he had been fucked by the hottest guy I knew, but also that Jacques had turned me down. I flushed with embarrassment and anger and yanked my cock up and down until I spewed a wad of cum into my hand and ate it. Towelling off, I slipped into bed next to my boyfriend and fell asleep, my mind wandering into a scene where I had Jacques deep in my cunt and the twink riding my face with his cummy hole. My life resumed its humdrum routine. Work, swim, wank and occasional fuck with my boyfriend. We didn’t party that often mainly because he suffered the worst come down but getting cock elsewhere was always considered fine. As he was fit as fuck and carried a massive weapon between his legs, my boyfriend was always getting sex and even had a number of regulars that he would see. Sometimes they’d come round and I’d witness him fucking them. Sometimes I’d join in, or watch or sometimes he’d watch as we did each other for his amusement. The following day I went downstairs bollock naked and still horny to see my boyfriend’s legs spread and a young guy desperately trying to swallow his cock. As he drew breath he looked up, saw me and gave a quick start. “Suck it, boy,” growled my boyfriend as he pushed the boy’s mouth back on to his cock making him gag and flounder for breath. He was my boyfriend’s typical fuck. A young, slim skater boi - smooth, lean and with a hard tight arse he liked to break. He’d had this boy around a couple of times, usually after the boi had had a spliff. Last time his yelling could be heard in our driveway so it was a good thing we lived in a detached house. The boy had seen me before and today he didn’t react when he saw me standing there with my morning wood. He was wearing exactly what he was told to wear, the cum n’ piss-stained jock my boyfriend had been abusing him in for at least a year. A jock that had become piss and cum stained after I had worn it for a few sessions of hard abuse by my boyfriend. Even from where I was standing I could catch the scent of it, and it made my cock drip. I winked at my boyfriend as he took two deep huffs from the open poppers bottle before placing his hand on the back of skater boi’s head and starting to skull fuck him, his gagging and retching echoing around the room. I wandered around to take a closer look and realised that my boyfriend must have been mega horny that morning. There were hand marks on skater boi’s arse and back and as he was kneeling I could see the tell tale marks that he had already been fucked, fingered and abused - his cunt was red and raw, and there was already cum dripping onto the floor. I smiled to my boyfriend and knelt down to take a closer look. I traced my tongue down the boi’s slim back to the top of his arse, which he pushed out in eager anticipation. I didn’t need a second invitation and buried my face in his hole. I could smell my boyfriend’s precum and cum and as I grabbed the boi’s arse I pushed my tongue in. As well as precum and cum I also scented the sweet metallic smell of blood. So I reckoned my boyfriend hadn’t even let him strip but had probably fucked him up against the hallway wall the minute he had arrived, dry and unprepared. Knowing my boyfriend he hasn’t even been generous enough to offer him a hit of poppers, basically fucking his cunt raw without any lube or preparation, masking his squeals of pain with his hand over his mouth and nose. Skater boi moaned as he felt my tongue in his already battered gash, pushing out the load for me. I loved a guy’s first load of the day, it was thick and rich and very salty. I swallowed it gratefully and positioned myself ready to fuck him. Handing me the poppers my boyfriend signalled his approval by leaning forward and tweaking my tits. I slid my cock into the boi’s arse and released a moan myself as I felt his wet insides grip my hard cock. I slowly started to pump my boyfriend’s spunk back in his hole as the poppers took effect. I watched my cock slide in and out for a while, not even close to cumming, feeling my balls slap against his arse. But I knew what my boyfriend really wanted. What he always wanted when he had a boi cunt and was this horny. Pulling the boi off his massive cock I lay down and turned the boi towards me. He didn’t need any prompting and slid down on my cock looking relieved that he could just about managed it. I smiled at him and handed him the poppers. He smiled as I forced him to take four deep hits. I pulled him towards me and gripped his head. His smile quickly turned to confusion and panic as he felt my boyfriend slot in behind him. His eyes widened as he felt his massive cock try and force itself into his already occupied arse. Trying to pull away he was powerless as we both held him down. I watched as his eyes dilated even more and his started to moan in apparent protest as the second, bigger, thicker cock forced its way past the relatively tight entrance of his boi cunt. Fuck the boi was tight and I reckoned hadn’t been double fucked that often if at all. I could feel my boyfriend’s shaft squeezed up against mine, forcing skater boi’s arse muscles to stretch, mixing my precum with his as the boi was forced to take both cocks. His moans quickly became breathless grunts of pain as my boyfriend started to slowly fuck him with ever increasing pace, sliding deeper with every thrust. Feeding him a few more hits of poppers, I held skater boi’s head as he intoned the words “God” and “Fuck” in perfect time to the increasingly harder, deeper synchronised thrusts of both cocks. Skater boi’s sweat was dripping into my face and his cock was hard against my stomach, precum dripping onto my six pack. I gobbed in his mouth then kissed him, sliding one hand to his engorged cock and wanking him. His face dropped to kiss my neck as the black cock drove deeper than ever, our balls stuck together by leaking arse juices, cum and sweat. Suddenly skater boi started to moan loudly as cum shot from his hard cock and over my stomach, chest and neck. Holding his head down I looked up to see my boyfriend’s face contort as he delivered a second load, feeling it explode alongside my shaft, coating our cocks and burning the insides of the boi’s arse. As his fucking subsided I couldn’t hold out any more and with a yell deposited my own load into skater boi’s ravaged passage. We lay there, locked together for a few moments before I felt my boyfriend’s cock slide out with a satisfying slushy pop. Seconds later he pulled my cock out and I felt his tongue lick my shaft clean before turning its attention to the boi’s arse, brimming with our cum. He moaned as he sucked out the salty load and slapping skater boi’s head out of the way, dropped the milky deposit into my greedy mouth before snogging me. Untangling ourselves, he picked up his boxers and slipped them on as I snogged the boi, sharing the last of our seed with him as he slowly recovered from the unplanned double fuck. My boyfriend collected the boi’s clothes, dropped them next to us and then headed upstairs for a shower. Skater boi’s hand went to his arse, feeling the temporary damage to his youthful hole. I grabbed his fingers and licked them clean before I slid out from under him and we stood up. As he bent over to pick up his jeans I knelt down and pulled his arse onto my face again as I pushed him against the sofa. He didn’t resist as I licked out his arse, exhorting him to push everything out. I swallowed the final sloppy contents of his fucked arse before turning him around to lick his cock clean. Then I sat back and watched as he dressed and headed out without turning back, with only the slightest of limps due to the attention given to his butt. He’d be back and next time probably take my fist I thought. Closing the bottle of poppers after one final sniff, I placed them on the table, wiped the head of my cock clean and licking my fingers and then headed upstairs. Shower. Shave. Work. Swim.

lol, well mine certainly has changed. One particular Dom FB made it His goal to permanently change it, which i realized after the fact because He was very patient, slow and methodical (changed it over about a year and a half). But honestly, it was already a pussy when He got to it, He did make it more permanently opened though. It's definitely more of a sex organ now than an elimination organ. I.e. it's much more equipped for receiving than retaining. i wouldn't say i'm proud of it, but it feels damned sexy.

On vacation in Gran Canaria at the moment. Befriended a 50s couple from the UK around the pool. Turns out they are vacationing with another couple (40/30s). Average guys with average cocks (except one really hung) but very hot. What started with drinks in their room ended up in a fuckfest with the four of them: two tops, one vers and another bottom. Three hours of play with lots of poppers and fucking. Being the 'new' guy I got most (all but one - I think) of the loads. Staggered back to my room with at least 5 loads in my hole and one in my belly (from the bottom). Missed diner but didn't mind hehe! They are here for the rest of the week so that's going to be fun 😉

Slow day on Grindr in this rural Oklahoma town. Happened to see a new user who looked more bottom than top but I threw it out there. I asked if he wanted to put a load up my ass. He quickly replied yes. Well luck was on my side because my wife had to drive 45 minutes one way to meet one of our sons. As soon as she left I was cleansing( one thing this young man mentioned was he wanted to ass to mouth me). I needed to make sure I was well prepped. After checking in with my wife to see how far along she was on her journey I told this guy it was clear. I gave him my address and instructions on what to do once he arrived. Wearing a T-shirt and a jock strap I awaited his entrance. Once he entered my room I immediately pulled his shorts down and went to work on his very average cock. It tasted better than most average white cock so I stayed down there a bit and enjoyed him in my mouth. I then stood up and leaned over my bed and put some lube on my hole and spread my ass wide for him so he could enter. He starts fucking me fast then slows down. Then fast then slow. He tells me to suck his cock more so I go back to my knees and start sucking his cock more. Soon after I’m bent back over with him fucking me. I’m begging for his seed. He has me get on my back on the edge of the bed with my legs high and wide and he enters me again and starts fucking me and reaches up and starts choking me. I’m in heaven as I know this guy is going to unload in me any second and sure enough I feel him tighten up and shoot his hot cum in my hot hole. Right there in my marital bed. I’m letting it soak until it’s all absorbed by my ass. That’s 82 loads shot in my ass in 2019

I walked into the fast food restaurant and saw a beautiful young stud standing in line to order. He looked to be 5'9" about 175 - 180 lbs, dirty blond hair, well tanned wearing a t-shirt with the sides cut out and short soccer shorts. West HS soccer was plastered on his shirt and he had a great funk/smell. I figured he had been at practice. The cashier started taking his order and obviously knew him. I learned he was a senior and had just turned 18. He paid then moved to the beverage fountain. I ordered my food and then went to get my drink. I looked up and our eyes meet. I looked at his crotch and then back up at his eyes. He had a nevus grin and looked away. I assumed it was a lost cause but after getting my drink I spoke to him saying he must be really hungry after practice. He smiled and said yes and it had been a hard practice. He seemed to be more comfortable after a few minutes of conversation. They called his number and he left with his food to go. I got my food and went and sat down thinking damn it would have been nice to see him naked or at least shirtless. I'm 50 years old and have been in the closet all my life and just recently started to come "out" of my shell. I have sucked a few dicks but that's it. I would have loved to suck him off. As I am dreaming I look up and he is standing in front of me. He asked if he could sit down and I said of course (must have been 8 empty tables around). He sits down and says his car wont start and he was going to need a jump start. I said after we eat I could help. We talked about his car and he said he guessed he need to take better care of it. I smiled and said you need to take care of more than your car and he laughed a nevus laugh. As we walked out I made it a point to bump into him. We went to his car and I said it was probably more than the battery after he told me he had jumped it a couple times. So I said we could try or I could have it towed and have my mechanic fix it for him. He said I cant afford that I don't have the money. I smiled and told him it was no problem and pointed to my Ferrari 458. I hear a slow damn under his breath and before he can say anything else I called AAA told them wear to take the car and tossed him the keys and said lets go I'll take you home. He was like really I can drive it. We get in and I showed him all the features. Then I say so you know the way home you can head that way or you can turn left and we can go to my place. Maybe take car of you if you like, you know hot tub or pool. The ball was in his court. I held my breath and low and behold he turned left. We talked about the 458 on the way to my house but once we arrived I asked if you wanted to sit in the tub and offered a drink. He said I didn't bring my bag so I have nothing to change into. I smiled and said just wear your underwear and then free ball in your shorts afterwords. He then told me he was already free balling, as we approached the tub he pulled off his shirt and tossed it aside and ask if he could use the restroom ass he needed to piss. I decided to go for the gold and said no he couldn't use the toilet but I would be happy to take care of him. I got a look of shock and he said what. I dropped to my knees and pulled off my shirt and opened my mouth. He asked if I was serious and I said hell yes. He shyly walked up and pulled out his cock and a few minutes later he let loose a beautiful stream off piss. I drank as much as I could and he made sure to spray my face and chest as well. As he was finishing I leaned in and took his cock in my mouth to get the last few drops. He tried to pull away but I grabbed his hips and held him in place while I started sucking him. It didn't take long and I was rewarded with a huge thick load of great tasting cum. After I cleaned him up I looked up and asked if his girlfriend would have done that. He said shit no, she wont even touch it, she wants us to wait. I asked if he like it and he said hell yes so I moved him to the deck chair and started sucking again. I sucked him for about 10 to 15 minutes, listening to him moan. About half way through he put his hands on my head and pulled me deeper. Then a few minutes later I hear fuck! fuck! fuck! take my load bitch as he shot his load in my mouth for the second time. After I had cleaned him up I asked if he wanted to get in the tub to relax or did he want me to take him home. He then told me he had texted his mom while I was sucking him and told her his car broke down and he was staying with a friend. Then he said he would rather I just suck him some more. I asked if he would rather take a old mans virginity because if he was game my ass was his. He just looked at me for a minute and said if my ass was as good as my mouth he was in. This was my first time doing this so please be kind. For the record the part in the fast food joint happened except for him coming back in. He was one hot piece of ass. If you like it I will continue sharing my dreams :)

Work was usually incredibly boring. Office work is dull and was only alleviated by the fact that I had my own office and sat with my back to the window so I always knew when someone was coming in to see me. The advantage of this was that it meant I could watch porn and cruise fuck-sites whenever I wanted too. And the reason I didn’t have to worry about a firewall detecting my nefarious activities was thanks to an intern the previous summer. Most interns are dorky, geeky jerks. But last summer my company took in an intern in the IT department. He was short, dark and hairy. Greek I found out on his second day. I hadn’t noticed him at first. He’d come over the fix the printer in the outer office and a colleague mentioned that I might ask him to look into the fact that my computer kept freezing. I agreed and it was only when I looked up that I drew breath. 178cm, lean, stubble despite having clearly shaved that day and from a momentary flash of eye contact either gay or curious. I stepped away from my desk so he could sit down and stood behind him. Not too close but close enough to be able to look down the back of his shirt and see a glimpse of a hairy neck and back. As we chatted it too all my concentration not to get a semi let alone a hard on. We made small talk - his name was Milos and he was staying with relatives downtown so he could intern for the summer and was cycling to work to save dollars. After a couple of minutes he said that it had something to do with my network or something like that and that he’d be back. I thanked him and got back to work, only pausing at lunchtime for a quick wank in the toilet cubicle imaging his hairy arse riding my face. A few days later I was working later than normal as my boyfriend was out of town and I had the next day off as I was planning a weekend of hard chem sex with as much cock and spunk and piss as I could handle. Everyone had already left for the day as I’d been reminded to use the back door as the alarm had been set, when there was a knock on my door. Looking up, there was Milos holding a cable in one hand and a backpack in the other. “Hey, Milos.” “Hey. Sorry I was on my way out and I saw your light on and wondered if know might be a good time to sort your cabling.” He smiled discretely. “Sure, I’ve just finished for the day. Just let me get out of your way.” I stepped aside and to the other side of my desk. He sidled past me, slightly too close, and dropping his backpack on my desk, disappeared under it. I leaned over and took in a good view of his butt. He was out of his regulation chinos and shirt, wearing jeans and a tee. The tee had risen up to reveal a hairy back and what was clearly the waistband of a jockstrap. A yellow jockstrap. As we made more small talk, I took a risk and quietly unzipped his backpack. Nestled inside was a buttplug, a bottle of poppers and prep pills. I grinned. Milos was either a dirty fucker on his way to meet someone or a dirty fucker who knew what he wanted right now. I rezipped the back pack and moved it across from where he had placed it and waited. He finally got to his feet, rearranged his jeans so as to give me a flash of the yellow waist band from the front and after glancing at his back pack started tapping away at my keyboard. “It’s sorted, but I’ve noticed you’ve a firewall problem, so let me change that so that it doesn’t give you any more hassles.” He tapped for a few more minutes and then stepped to one side. “Take a look.” I walked around the table and looked at the screen. There, as he looked at me, was a scene of four guys fucking. Hairy guys. Sweaty and fucking raw. He leaned over and turned up the sound on my speaker. Grunts, swearing and slapping sounds filled the room. “Does that work for you?” I looked at him. His eyes were bright and eager, his mouth slightly open. I grabbed him by the chin and pushed my tongue into his mouth. He reciprocated and I pulled him towards me, one hand on the back of his head, the other on his arse, probing through the denim to find the entrance to his arse. He moaned and grinded his crotch against mine, both of us instantly hard. He pulled away and looked down at the screen, as we watched one guy, in a jock was being gang fucked by the other three. Even though there was no sound, we could tell he was getting a good hard and deep fucking, only pausing when one of the tops stopped to eat out his arse and then piss all over his hole. Milos whispered “Nice jock.” “Yeah but it isn’t yellow.” He chuckled and pulled slightly away. Kicking off his trainers, he pulled off his tee and slipped down his jeans. He was fucking gorgeous. Standing there, he was hairy from head to toe. Thick luxurious hair that made the yellow jock he was wearing, impressively tented with the start of a damp patch, stand out even more. He had a swimmers build and clearly, under that hair a flat, six-packed stomach, great muscular legs that were clearly supporting a fine arse and nice thick forearms. I leaned over and opened his backpack. “I think there’s a few things in here of interest too,” I said as I pulled out the poppers and the butt plug. Milos grinned as I popped open the bottle and handed it to him. Without hesitation he took four deep huffs and handed the bottle back. I smiled and took two deep huffs and handed him the plug. He took the plug and gobbing on it, proceed to suck and lick it, staring at me intently. Handing it back to me, he leaned against the desk and turned to look at the computer screen. I tasted his spit on the plug and then gobbed on it myself. Standing behind him, I traced it down his back making him moan and rested it as the top of his pert, hairy butt. He pushed his arse out, rubbing against my engorged cock in my chinos. It was my turn to moan and as I leaned forward to kiss his neck I caught the faint whiff of sweat building up on his hairy torso. Right there and then I wanted to fuck his tight hairy cunt, over my desk. And he wanted it too. His breathing was shallow and expectant as he hand reached round to grabbed and rub my hard cock through the fabric of my trousers. I smiled and gently pushed the tip of the butt plug against his hole. He pushed against it and sighed as the tip slipped into what was a very tight hole. Feeling resistance only made me harder. Fuck he was really tight. This hole needed more time and a lot of abuse. With sudden force I pushed the plug into his arse. His sharp intake of breath proved he was both tight and not expecting it. I wrapped an arm around his throat and pulled him back. “Does Milos want to play?” When he didn’t answer I tightened my arm against his throat. His arms automatically came up so I kicked his legs from under him forcing him to regain his balance and cutting off the air a bit more. “Answer me, you cunt.” He nodded as he regained his balance. My hand slid to the plug which I rotated and pushed into his arse making him moan. “Leave the plug in, getting fucking dressed and follow me,” I grabbed my bag and didn’t look back, but could hear him scrabbling to get dressed before padding down the stairs behind me. I unlocked my bike and waited while he unlocked his. Cycling was difficult with the steel hardon I was sporting but tonight I was horny and going to make the intern pay. Obediently, he mounted his saddle, wincing as the butt plug make contact with the hard seat and followed me home. I walked to the front door and without turning back knew he was following. I walked into the front room and flipped the heating on as I heard him click the front door closed. I dropped my bag and turned to face him as he entered the room. I ordered him to empty the contents of his bag onto the floor. Out spilled lube, the poppers, the prep, a handheld douche, some arse wipes, a dildo, a metal cockring and a bullet. No condoms. But Milos has clearly planned and I licked my lips at the prospect of his clean cunt. And clearly the bullet contained K. I smiled and ordered him to strip to his jock and pick up the poppers. He slowly started to undress and it took all my willpower not to stride over and rip his clothes off and snog him. He was magnificent. Lean. Hairy. Very hairy. And glistening with sweat from the cycle ride and as the room started to heat up. Licking his lips, he took four deep huffs and then stared at me intently. Fucking cocky bastard, I remember thinking. As he watched, I slowly undid my shirt and pulled it from my chinos. At the time I was prepping for a competitive swim so I was ripped as fuck and had clipped my chest hair. I knew it as I had planned to spend a second weekend at the sauna being fucked by as many cocks as I could. Dropping my shirt to the floor, I saw his eyes widen as he looked at my torso. I grinned and kicked off my shoes and pulled off my socks. Slowly I dropped my chinos until I stood before him in a pair of white 2xist briefs - my cock straining to escape. “What do you think?” I asked. He moaned and his hand dropped to his jock. “No!” I barked. His hand dropped to his side instantly. I walked over to him and stood directly in front of him. I could feel his breath and he could feel mine. I took the poppers and then dropped my hand and grabbed his cock through the fabric of his jock, and squeezed it roughly. He gasped in shock. He was packing a decent sized cock and balls. I leaned in and kissed him. “Ready to get fucked?” He nodded. I smiled. Fucked yeah. But I meant fucked up. I gave his cock and balls a final hard squeeze, took four deep hits from the poppers, slid my underwear down and then pushed him down into my crotch. Twelve hours since I’d last showered, and countless piss breaks later, I was one musky smelling cunt. On his knees, I pushed his face into my hairy crotch. He didn’t flinch and I heard him moan as he inhale my sweaty scent. I felt his tongue extend to taste my fragrant balls, licking the sweat from them greedily but waiting obediently before doing anything else. I regretted not wearing a cockring or a piercing at that precise moment but realising we had all night, I pulled his head back and, as he automatically opened his mouth, gobbed into his mouth, before guiding it into my stiff cock. It was all the incentive he needed. Grabbing my arse, he focused solely on my cock and balls, only stopping when I jerked his head back to gob into his mouth. Fuck it felt good. Lost in the poppers, wetness of his mouth and sliding my hands over his hairy, increasingly sweaty back and down to the top of his butt I pulled his mouth off my cock and grinned. Tapping his mouth to keep it open, I looked into his eyes as I spurted a small amount of piss into his expectant mouth. Without flinching he swallowed. I smiled and slapped the side of his head as he smiled back. Holding the sides of his head I slid my cock back into his mouth and released my afternoon’s bladder into his greedy gut. I didn’t even need to put my hand on the back of his head as he pulled my cock into my mouth and expertly sucked my cock and milked it for every bit of piss like it was fresh water from a tap. When there was no more piss left he lapped my musky balls and lifted them up with one hand, his tongue searching out the crack behind. I knew what he wanted, so I turned round and placing one hand on the end of the sofa looked over the shoulder and spread my cheeks. My dirty Greek fucker didn’t need any instructing, diving deep into my hairy, sweaty crack. Gobbing and licking his way to my hole he whimpered as he gorged on my musty cunt and I took a few more deep huffs of poppers. After he had licked my arse clean of its sweat I took a final deep sniff before I hauled him to his feet and we snogged. And I mean deeply snogged - sharing the taste of me as our hands searched each other’s bodies and crevices, fingers slipping into mouths, and arses as we tasted each other. Then I took him by the hand and stopping only to pick up the cockring, dildo and bullet, I led him upstairs

I am a proud submissive bottom now... and almost everyone knows it. My best friend, who is also a total bottom bought us both great t-shirts to wear out dancing. Black t-shirt with white lettering.. “FOR THIS I CLEANED MY ASS OUT?” Pretty much communicates the message!

Me: Master, how long will you make me wait before turning me into a vampire with drug resistant HIV. You know I want this. Please. I will get down on my hands and knees, degrade myself if necessary. Cumvampire1800: I know that, and how much you want to bleed for me! Me: i think about it all the time cumvampire1800: My fangs cutting the soft and hard flesh the blood spurting into me as i feast on your lifes blood! While my toxic serum pours into your body, giving you life yet. Me: exactly. yes cumvampire1800: And to suck you to the point of ejaculation and then go further! To wait until I feel your innocent seed in my mouth, before giving you mine. Me: that is like a furance erupting in me cumvampire1800: More like the light being slowly drained out! Yet you will feel the serum entering your body, going through the cock, to your balls, pouring into your body. Pozzed instantly. Me: u won't go too far I mean sucking the life out of me. I find it amazingly incendiary to think of being pozzed instantly while you drink my cum and then my blood. cumvampire1800: No I won't leave you lifeless, but there will be times i bet you will have concerns! Then I will have to show you the difference between passing on your seed and feasting on some poor stud's blood until he is lifeless. Straight men make the best ones for use to feed on. I will show you all. You know you will grow no older than you are now. Perhaps even become younger if you get enough blood from virgins. Me: ok. I love breeding college boys. High school if they are of age. cumvampire1800: You must be prepared: when i feed most men become queezy and are ill prepared for the reality of what is happening! Me: i thi\nk u may have mentioned that. Me: scary they can be brave and oft fearless, however things change dramatically when its their own blood and its ebbing from them and more importantly from such a crucial part of their bodies! Especially when they do not realize what they are getting in return. They won't die. And their seed will go on to infect others. Me: that is quite vivid. How soon can you be here, sir. Cumvampire1800 You have to summon me. I will send you instructions on how to do this. If you do it right, I will appear before you at once. Me: is there lovemaking, well...sex, before the...act? Cumvampire: if that is your wish. I am very good at making love. You will feel my fangs as I move over you. You will be so drugged by my spittle that you will not resist nor fear. At least not until the orgasm is occuring. Me: Are you saying I am chosen to receive this. To carry on. With you. Cumvampire: Yes. To a degree. After I bring you into the fold, I will show you the difference between feeding and passing on the seed. Me: Is it true I will be able to have any man I want? Cumvampire: (laughs a long time) Why don't you wait until this happens to find out. Surely you do not want to know all now. By the way, I have sent you the sheet of instructions. Now I must go. I believe I shall see you sooner than you realize. Me: Sooner the better.

This morning. Met my buddy last night around 7 and we fucked and fisted until midnight. Slept over fucked and loaded his sloppy pussy during the night and left him with a load this morning and drove him to work with his pussy still full of my loads.

That would be perfect for morning sex lol Kills two birds lol

hey brian.......i'm visiting richmond, VA.....am from here, but just here for couple weeks to see fam.......bi white masc 8c TOP 41yo, neg/std free......mild to wild, verbal raw dom TOP here.....is thre is chemistry im into it. I will not fuck a hole that has been dicked all night/day/weekend......hit me up if you are interested, i have pics/vids....give you my number........

Okay, let me try to be clear (English is not my mother tongue so it can be tricky). First of all : yes I am a top, yes I'll fuck him anyway, yes it will be rough. I don't necessarily want the fight to be not fair. If you know how to fight, let's go ! If you are better than me, I'll fuck you to punish you to dare fight me, if I am better than you, I'll fuck you because you are just a weak peace of meat. It's kind of a game I think. It's a fetish for me, and I guess often fetish are king of a game. I think it's mainly because I like this kind of relationship between men : based on strength, Domination, virility... The last thing you have to know, I guess, it's that I am a growing sado and I take more and more pleasure when I hurt someone (who like it of course, all consentual!). So, fighting is a good way to hit and hurt. I hope I was clear enough

He was choking me. Held my head down to the pillow, grabbing my throat and choking me. I didn't care. All I wanted was his cum and if he wanted to choke me, fine. Fuck, I needed his cock deep in me, hard fucking and filling me with his cum. Not that I had much to resist with - as a short, lean 18-yearold. Yeah, one of those cocky guys, that think nobody can hurt them. I had contacted this guy on Grindr... he looked like a good, horny man. I was already high on T and needed a good fix of cum in me, so I went to his place. He greeted me in sweatshorts, bulging sweatshorts. A body to die for. Right there, right then, I just fell to my knees, looking for his hard cock... he whipped it out and slapped his hardness on my lips. Hard. Ahhh yes.... My ass was already twiching, as he grabbed my face and fucked my mouth. A horny teenager sucking the older man... so fucking sexy. His cock and balls well shaven, smelling of man. I tried to cup his balls in my hands while sucking his manhood. He slapped my hands away. - Come. I followed him into his bedroom, shedding my clothes as I went. Once inside he pushed me on the bed, on my belly. Automatically I showed off my small fuzzy ass, spreading my legs. He grabbed my ass cheeks and checked out my hole. I let it open a bit and close again. I could hear him moaning while he came down to my ass and started licking me. Ohhh yess... man, I wanted that so badly.... He ate my ass for a while and then stopped. I glanced back and saw him taking off his sweatpants, and then looking for something beside the bed. A little bag of chrystals was on the bedstand, and he dipped a wet finger into the bag. I started salivating almost, I knew what was coming. His finger came to my ass, and he opened my hole with a hand, and then shoved his finger deep inside me. Ohhhh here comes the burn. I moaned a bit, wiggling my ass to show my appreciation. The rush wave hit me and I was now sliding down good. Spreading my legs even more, inviting him to take me. His finger was replaced with his cock.... a hard throbbing cock, pushing his way into me. Pushing the chrystal deepe inside me. My tight boypussy gave way to his manhood. I begged for him to fuck me hard. He grabbed my hips and started really pounding me. I wanted him. My moaning got louder and he started first slapping my ass. I was still moaning and that was then he grabbed my throat. Choking me - holding tight around my throat. I tried to wriggle loose, but he was too strong. I started losing it, tried to scream, but he held me down to the pillow and my screams got muffled as he was pounding my ass. I am going to die, I thought. But I will die happy, getting fucked by a horny man. I fell unconscious for a while - the last thing I heard was his hoarse whisper - "Take my fucking cum, whoreboy" . I woke up later. I don't know how long time I'd been out. But when I tried to move, I was neatly tied up.

TexRanchKing whatever way you decide to do it, it's still going to be hot af!! Wrapping the camping story up and letting it lead into the "After the Camping Trip" with all of the possibilities this story has would be great! - Aaron, Quin, Jim and Harry and definitely Aaron and his horny Dad! Looking forward to it for sure!

Great weekend. I started out Sunday morning with a hot black man that's a regular fuckbud. Same age, bushy beard. We hadn't played in a few months. He's very physical and manhandles me to get me in positions he wants to fuck me in. He loves to fuck a while but when he gets close he pulls out and jerks it out. Sometimes I manage to get my mouth on it as he starts to spray but this time I let it go. Great fuck though. In the afternoon I had got a message from another black guy I had chatted with on A4A. We had texted back and forth for a few weeks but never hooked up. He started out very shyly but after a while we got to the point. He wanted to fuck. He invited me over. I biked over to his place and he let me. Damn hot Nigerian man. Built and compact and hung. Love it. We got busy fast and after sucking his big hard cock for a few minutes I was up and straddling him and working my ass onto his hard boner. Never can get down on dick quite fast enough sometimes. You just want it so bad. He worked his dick deep in my ass and I was working hard to make him blow in me. He then pulled out and rolled me over and got me on my back and drove his dick in deep. He was getting into breeding position. Love when guys do that. They fuck you every which way and then put you into that one position that they like to blow their loads in. I told him to cum in me and that set off a chain reaction that ended with him blasting his load in my ass. Perfect. Sure love more of those. I walked out of there with an ass full of cum. Tonight I hit up a guy in the hood that's fucked me a few times. He's a hairy bear. Usually pretty quick and sweats up a storm when he fucks. Always pounding from behind. He fucked me a few different times during our session with breaks in between. But never came. Not sure why but it was a good fuck nonetheless. Three dicks today. Very nice Sunday

I'm really wet and loose tonight. I took four loads today and gave two. Three of the four loads I took were from the same guy, he gave me the first and last two. He was really turned on by my "really wet hole" after getting in me after my second breeding and gave me two more.

The VL costs more. As a long time undetectable, stable, on meds, they check the whole panel once a year with a followup Doctor visit. At six months they do the CD4 only, no visit if it looks OK. These are guidelines to keep insurance costs down. Maybe in your case with a CD4 of 13, the VL is assumed to be very high. People have come back from a CD4 of one.

Porn influenced me when I rented "The Big Switch" a bisexual film and I was looking at the men's body and cock more than any female. I rented it several time and lead me to purchase gay porn videos. VHS back then. It might show my age and also my experience of taking loads. I went to college with my porn locked in a filing cabinet and my mom busted the lock (she claimed that she thought it was stuck with a bunch of papers) and I was OUT. Since then my policy has been if you don't want to know, don't go through my stuff or ask questions. I did work at our local bathhouse for 2 years -- Free room at Any of the Clubs in the chain let me take anonymous loads from Strangers in multiple cities. Club Indy, Dallas, Austin and Houston. A couple of years later I respond to an email for guys willing to get Fucked Bareback on camera. That part of porn Changed my life forever. 8 years in front and behind the camera. Some guys might have pulled out for the "money shot" but I can quarentee everyone played off camera and No Pull Out. I show up in 8-10 videos but was on set for over 50 as my ex was the cameraman.

A Couple in the Bar My boy and I were taking a much-needed vacation to reconnect and have some down time. We’d both been traveling a lot for work and hooking up with other guys, nearly always bareback. He would send me texts that his top hookup would take of my boy’s hands on his ass, cheeks spread wide, and his hole oozing fresh cum. It always boned me up and then I’d likely log onto one of the apps and find a guy to come over to my hotel and take my load. It was risky, but super hot. We’d talked about starting up PrEP again, which we’d both been on before we started seeing each other, but somehow never got around to it. So, we went to a seedy gay bar in a midwestern town and saw a handful of hot guys. I spotted to very sexy men, one older, one younger but clearly a couple, a beefy guy with a shaved head and a slightly-wasted look. His boyfriend was a scrawny twinky guy, also with a buzzed head. After a few beers, I went to the bathroom to take a piss in the trough. The daddy guy followed me and stood right next to me. He made grunting oink noises and I saw him pull out his meaty cock with a huge gauge prince albert piercing. He took a piss while looking at me and oinked knowing I was drooling over his cock. He told me he’d see me around and left the bathroom. When I got back to our spot at the bar, the younger guy was chatting up my boy while the daddy was ordering a round of beers. I got back to them and the daddy gave me a bottle. My boy excused himself to the bathroom and the younger guy followed, winking at the daddy. Of course, they were in the bathroom a little too long and the daddy invited us back to their place for the night. I knew the reason for our vacation was to reconnect, but this was too hot of an opportunity to pass up. I gulped my beer down and headed to the bathroom to find my boy bending over the trough as the younger guy was on his knees eating my boy’s hole. I cleared my throat and my boy sheepishly looked up at me. I told them we were headed back to daddy’s place and my boy pulled his jeans up and tucked his leaking hard cock into them. We made a quick exit as daddy paid the bar tab. Thankfully, they lived right around the corner, and we walked there, with the daddy’s hands down the back of my pants and the younger guy clearly fingering my boy’s spit-lubed hole. They tore our clothes off of us as soon as we were in their small run-down apartment. My boy and I were shoved down on the bed on our backs, and the guys climbed on top of us and we made out hardcore. I went down on the younger guy while my boy blew the daddy. I rarely bottom, but I knew I wanted that thick cock and prince albert inside me, and I thought it would be hot to see my boy take it too. My boy was lapping at daddy’s balls and said, ‘these seem really full. You good for a couple of loads?’ Daddy just oinked in reply. The younger guy and I made out on our knees as my boy sucked my cock. I leaned forward to spread his ass open and guided that raw daddy dick into his hole. I love that moment of delivering a new raw cock inside him. The younger guy got in front of my boy’s mouth and shoved his dick in. He had be get behind him and spit on his hand, lubing up his ass. My dick plopped right inside him. It was clear that regularly taking daddy’s dick had really loosened him up. As we fuck each other’s boys, their faces were next to each other and they started making out, lunging forward as they took our cocks. Daddy started cursing and really pounding my boy. I knew he was close to losing his first load. Sure enough, he started to cum inside my boy, without slowing down or even offering to pull out. My boy had just taken this daddy load without even knowing his name. Daddy caught his breath and asked me if I was close. I shook my head no. ‘He’s too loose for you, right?’ I nodded, almost embarrassed. But the daddy grinned knowing it was his girth that had ruined his boy’s hole. Daddy had me lay down on my back and his boy mounted my dick facing me. The boy bent forward as daddy slapped his cummy cock on his boy’s ass. I heard a camera sound as my boy snapped a photo of our cocks going into the boy's ass. I felt that cool metal plop inside his boy’s hole alongside mine. The boy groaned as his hole was stretched to the limits. My boy knelt down, fingering his cummy ass and ate daddy’s hole as we fucked away. I was close to cumming, and I knew I wasn’t finished, so I let my cock plop out of the boy’s ass. I crawled out from under them and made out with my boy, fingering the goo dripping down his thigh. I needed a piss and offered it to anyone who wanted it, but they all shook their heads ‘no’ so I headed to the bathroom as my boy got on his knees next to the boy and invited daddy to go back and forth between their holes. Seeing those guys fuck made it tough to walk away, and difficult to piss with a full hard-on. I heard my boy groan as daddy entered him. As I finally went down enough to piss, I noticed two bottles of B******* on the counter, and I knew it instantly to be one of those newly approved one-a-day HIV meds. These guys were POZ, but medicated. I noted there were two names on them, Brian and Dan, but didn’t have a clue which man was which, only that they were both POZ and I wanted to take their cum. When I got back to the bedroom, they had changed positions. My boy was on his back holding his legs up. The boy was pounding his ass, about to breed him with his POZ cum. I laid down next to him and pulled my legs up. He looked over at me and smiled, blissed out and full of raw stranger cock. ‘Babe,’ I said. ‘They’re POZ.’ He had a momentary look of shock as the daddy oinked again and his boy announced, ‘I’m cumming! Breeding you good!’ Daddy nodded as he pressed forward and that cool metal ring teased my ass. My boy kissed me hard as daddy slipped inside my tight hole with nothing to lube me up but his leaking precum and our boys’ ass juices. Daddy didn’t stop until he was balls deep inside me, then he hammered away. I was lucky he was close to cumming or he really would have ruined my hole. The boy knelt beside daddy and slid his finger into my hole alongside that thick raw cock stretching me out as much as I’ve ever been. Daddy looked straight into my eyes and nodded, ‘Gonna breed you, slut, just like I bred your boy. Fuck yeah!’ With that, he picked up his speed and jackhammered my ass. I felt a soothing wetness and warmth as his cum seeped into my guts. He collapsed on top of me. Feeling his weight and furry chest grind into me was amazing. He slowly got softer until my tightness pushed him out of me. I went to the bathroom to clean up and daddy followed me saying he liked to watch his prey cleaning up to ensure they didn’t try to push out his seed. I didn’t, and he pointed to the meds on the counter. I said it was hot taking POZ cock even if it was medicated. He looked a little confused and then picked up one of the bottles. He took the cap off to show that the foil liner was in place, unopened. He then handed me the bottle and pointed to the date. I noted it was dated last year. He told me his boy convinced him to start treatment after infecting him… and that he’d convinced his boy to stay off them, just as he had. I got lightheaded as I realized that my and my boy had just taken unmedicated loads. I steadied myself and saw my boy in the doorway making out with daddy and the younger guy. He smiled at me and reached out to me, pulling me into the four-way kiss. My boy led us both back to the bed side by side and laid down on his belly, ass up, encouraging me to do the same. Daddy and his boy bred me and my boy at least two more times that night. We got daddy’s cell and promised to take their seed anytime they wanted to share it.

I just took a straight mans load while his wife watched. They hooked up with me from a guy who fucked me and told them I would be down to take his load easy and that I would let his wife watch him fuck me. she likes to watch him fuck slutty faggots and he needs a hole to bareback cause his wife is neg and he's not so they find femme cumdumps for him to use as long as she can watch. he had me wear one of his wives matching bra and panties and slutti stockings, highheels and a wig. fucked me in their hotel room. he fucked me mostly from behind and when he was ready to cum he pulled almost all the way out and she jerked him off into me then pushed him in me balls deep. she ate his load from my ass.like licked it and sucked it out of me.he jerked himself hard and slid back in and the wife sucked my cock (not bad for a female) so when he came the second time it actually made me cum in her mouth. funny thing is the last time I came in a girls mouth was the same way.she ate his load from my ass again and then I dressed and left

I have never really heard a dependency to douching. Actually I heard the opposite lol. Heavy and regular douching can fuck with your gut bacteria and sometimes irritate the anal lining ( Santorum) however this can be mitigated by probiotics or yogurt and omega supplement help with restoring the lining. I have notice guys the get fisted and fucked by large cocks tend to start produce their own natural lubricant so I guess the body does adapt to ho activity lol

Part 6 The next day I was back in the office. It was a quiet morning and I wasn't sure if the VP had reported back to my boss the events of yesterday’s meeting or what. I had not heard from him all morning, so I concentrated on my work. I had just sat down after returning from lunch, a liquid one just in case, when my phone rang. Picking up the phone, I hadn't even answered with a hello when I heard my boss' voice bellow “My office, NOW!” I jumped. I moved quickly to my boss’s door and knocked. Then waited. “Come,” my boss' voice answered from the other side. Opening the door, I found not only my boss but the fucking VP who had pozzed my hole yesterday evening. “Sit.” I shut the door and moved to the guest chair. “Mr. Meeks has filled me in on your meeting. While he complimented your hole, your attitude was an issue.” “I’m sorry, Sir. I wasn’t sure how I should be. I had never met you, Mr. Meeks, and I apologize. I hope you give me an opportunity to correct my attitude.” “I will use that hole again,” Mr. Meeks replied. I was glad to hear that he wanted to fuck me again. I didn't want to fuck-up this whole special project. “It has been brought to my attention that one of our high asset clients will be in the area tomorrow night. I will be sending you to him as a gift from our company,” my boss said. My cock twitched in my pants and start to leak. I could already feel the cock in my hole. I wanted it. I could feel the pre-cum flowing out of my piss slit as I listen to them pass on the information I needed for the client. Mr. Meeks occasionally adjusted his crotch in his dress pants, while he was standing next to my boss. Their instructions were not hard, just had to act some, but that would be easy. My boss rose from his chair behind his desk, revealing his hard cock sticking out of the fly of his suit pants. It was semi hard. “Remember, we have a meeting Friday night,” he cautioned. “Yes, Sir." He grabbed his cock and tucked it back into his fly, then zipped up. The next day I got the info and set out to meet the client, arriving at his hotel at 4:45 and making my way up to the fifteenth floor. Taking a deep breath I knocked on his door. It was just a moment later he answered it. “Good evening, I am Kent. Mr. Meeks and Mr. Troy sent me.” “Oh yes, yes, please come in,” a voice answered. Once inside, I made my way to the middle of the room and turned to face him. He was about six-four, solid man. He had red hair and was a bit pale. He was only dressed in a white robe, tied closed around his body. “Please make yourself comfortable,” he invited. I removed my shoes and socks first as he stood there watching me. I began to unbutton my shirt and remove it next. I undid my jeans and dropped them to the floor. After stepping out of them I was completely naked. I stood there watching him, remarking “This is way more comfortable,” rubbing my hand across my chest. His hands went to the ties of his robe and undid it. I watch the robe open exposing his naked body underneath. He was completely smooth except of a small patch of red fur just above the base of his cock. To the right of it was a scorpion tattoo. He removed his robe and threw it on the floor next to the door. “I like your scorpion tattoo, so you are a Scorpio?”I said, playing dumb. “Something like that,” he replied. I moved over to him and dropped to my knees. His hardening cock was right in front of me, slowly growing outwards from his body. “I only play safe” I said to him right before I put his cock head in my mouth. “Me too,” he replied with a smirk. I slowly slid my mouth down the shaft of his thick cock. I slowly back off his cock, just to slid it back into my mouth. I could hear him moaning as I sucked his cock. I reached back and started to play with my hole, running my finger around it, then sliding it in. “Oh yeah, finger that pussy,” he moaned. I continued to suck his cock and finger my hole. I slid another finger in my hole, stretching it a bit. “Let’s get you on the bed and have some fun,” he suggested as he withdrew his cock from my mouth and stepped back, helping me to my feet and onto his bed, where he placed me in a kneeling position, my knees almost on the edge of the bed. He disappeared into the bath room, bringing back with him two condoms. I listened to him open the package of one condom. He slipped it onto his hard cock. I could hear the condom snap a couple of times. “It’s okay, just pulling to tip out a bit, so there is room for my load inside it.” I smiled, I knew what he was really doing. He was trying to rip the condom a bit so it broke as he fucked me. He snapped the condom again. “Got it right where I want it.” He knelt down and started to eat my hole. His tongue pushed in my hole some. He then pulled his face back and spit on my hole. He quickly stood and pushed the head of his cock against my hole. I pushed my hole out and his cock slid into me, very slowly. He then pulled out his cock and jacked it, pulling back the condom, stretching it a bit more on his cock. Again he lined up his cock and pushed into me, this time sliding in balls-deep, and staying there. “Sweet hole,” he murmured. I pushed back against him, pressing my ass against his crotch. He gripped my hips and started to slowly move back and forth, his cock slowly moving in and out. He was pulling his cock out until his head was just in then sliding back in. I reached back while his cock was almost out and touched it, making sure the condom was still on. “It’s still there my friend,” he remarked, adding “no fucking with out them." He picked up speed and was now thrusting faster and harder. He was moaning as he pushed into me. His balls were swinging as he fucked me. He pulled out for a moment and then slammed his cock back into my hole with such force I fell forward on the bed. His body followed mine and he was now on top of me, raising his hips up and down driving his cock in and out. “Oh fuck, your hole is amazing,” he said, “even through the condom, it’s like velvet.” “Yeah fuck me, fuck me hard,” I exclaimed with genuine pleasure. He continued to pound my hole, harder and faster. Abruptly, however, he stopped, explaining “I think the condom just broke. I won't fuck you anymore - unless you want me to.” “Please keep going, but promise to pull out before cumming and shoot your load on my back.” “Are you sure” he said, “I'm disease free.” “Yes.” He continued to fuck me harder and harder, his breathing became quick and shallow. “Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum!” he exclaimed. “Pull out and shoot,” I ordered. “Oh, shit, it’s too late! I've already squirted some in your hole,” he said. “Pull out” I yelled. He pulled out and I felt another shot hit my hole, then he pushed back in. “Oh fuck, I am back in your hole,” he acknowledged. “Take it out, please,” I begged. “I shot my load in your hole” he answered. “I’m so sorry/” He was pushing his cock deep in me, slowly pumping it as if he was milking the last of his cum out of his shaft. He slowly pulled his cock out. I turned quickly and saw the broken condom on his softening cock. He pulled it off. “I’m sorry my friend” he said, “I don’t know what happened.” “It’s okay.” “I am disease free,” he repeated. I just nodded. “In light of the situation, I think our meeting is complete for the night. I will pass on to your bosses that I enjoyed the meeting, even with the accident that took place.” “Thank you” I said, as I moved to redress. I quickly put on my pants, socks and shoes. He watched me from the bed where he was sitting. His legs were wide open and his cock and balls were hanging. “I really do like your tattoo” I said, putting on my shirt and starting to button it. Once it I was dressed, I tucked my shirt into my pants. That’s when I felt the note I was to give the client. “Oh I forgot to give this to you” I said handing him the note. I checked for my keys and I left the room, heading back where I parked my car. When I got there, I fished my cell out. I noticed a text from a blocked number, strange because I didn’t know you could send that way. “I lied” it read, “I shot a high viral load filled cum wad in your hole.” I just laughed a little, then another message came through. “Enjoy it while you can, fucker.’

It was late on a Friday afternoon, the work week was over, and I felt like letting loose and having some fun. While waiting for my dealer to arrive, I got cleaned up and cleaned out, then took half a dozen hits on the glass pipe. For once, my dealer was right on time, fixing me up with a nice fat 8ball, so I was ready for the weekend. After I pulled on a black jockstrap, my bare assed chaps, and my boots, I decided to check out my favorite bar. I like it because it’s a large space, with high ceilings, and it has a patio that’s perfect for cruising. The place draws a very masculine crowd, and it has a well deserved reputation for attracting men into PNP. I tied a long sleeved flannel shirt around my waist, to cover my bare ass, and off to the bar I went. I was leaning back against one of the benches that line the back wall, casually watching a game of pool, when I saw this guy walk in who caught my eye. Even though he was dressed like he just came from the office on casual Friday, wearing Dockers and a Polo shirt, he gave off a strong vibe that he could very likely be a hot prospect. It didn’t take long for me to find out. After he ordered a beer, he stripped off his Polo shirt, then his Dockers, folded them neatly, and laid them on one of the bar stools. He looked to be around 40 years old, had large hands, a broad chest, a great tan, and obviously worked out regularly. Now, he was wearing just a pair of tight black cotton briefs that really showed off the curves of his muscular bubble ass. I could see why he had positioned himself at the end of the bar. It was the perfect location for him to rather discreetly expose his big, thick cock and show it off. As he occasionally took a pull on his bottle of beer, his other hand pulled on his cock, and it quickly swelled to impressive length and extremely impressive thickness. He certainly had my attention. Most of the time, he looked straight ahead, but, once in a while, he would look my way, and flex his cock, making it jump. It certainly looked like an invitation to me. After a few seconds, I got up my courage, walked around the pool table, and stood right next to him, at the bar. He raised his beer, in salute, told me his name was Tony, then he asked me what I was drinking. He bought me a bottle of water and another beer for himself. I couldn’t help but notice how large his pupils were, so I knew that he had been partying, too. Before long Tony said that he really needed to take a piss, and he asked me if that was something I could take care of for him. I knew exactly what he meant, and I said, “Yes, Sir.” He had me follow him out to the patio where he positioned himself in a dark corner. Without saying anything, he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down, so that I was on my knees, in front of him. Immediately, a lot of men gathered around to watch, as he pulled down the front of his briefs and flopped out his still semi-hard thick cock. As soon as I took his big helmet head between my lips, he let loose with a flood of warm chem piss. There was nothing I could do but keep guzzling it down, as fast as I could swallow, until he was completely drained. My stomach felt extremely full, and he voiced his approval, impressed that I was able to take it all. I knew that it wouldn’t be very long before I would be the one who needed to unload. Sure enough, not more than 10 minutes later, I felt like I was going to explode. We went back out to the patio where Tony spotted a Dad and his young boy, both dressed in full leather. He asked the Dad if his boy was into chem piss. Without answering the question, the Dad put the boy on his knees, in front of me, and I blasted what seemed like an endless stream of chem piss down the boy’s throat. When I was finished, the Dad told his boy, “What do you say ?” The boy looked up at me and said, “Thank you.” Walking back inside the bar, Tony asked me if I ever slammed. I said, “Yeh, a few times.” He said, “Good. Let’s get you recharged.” With that, we both went into one of the restrooms that was supposed to be for only one person at a time, and we locked the door. Tony pulled out a small zippered pouch from his pants pocket. He tied off my upper arm, and found a good bulging vein, which he swabbed with an alcohol pad. After pulling off the cap with his teeth, he slowly slid the needle in, pulled back on the plunger, got the flash, then completely depressed the plunger. Very quickly, he removed the tie from my upper arm and pulled out the needle. I pressed 2 fingers against the crook of my elbow, and held my arm over my head, as I coughed loudly, and a tremendous rush began coursing through my body. Tony said, “How you feeling, now ?” Between rapid breaths, all I could say was, “holy fuck !”

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

For some reason i couldn't thoroughly clean myself today ,despite the large 1,2 ltr (quarts ,,enema and multiple 250ml flushings after. ) So i couldn't bottom for my fwb today, which left us horny and i would really like to let him fuck me tomorrow, which means i gotta do it all over again. So i was reading that enemas are dangerous if used daily. Allegedly you can develop a dependence on them if you perform them daily. Which makes me wonder how are all the cumsluts ,who are servicing cocks on daily or so basis cleaning themselves out? Or is the dependence thing just a PSA? Bcs i never found someone claim that he/she actually developed a dependence on them i only found that in sources like web md and such.

That was layer un thé fuck lol They are usually wet when I slide in. Didn't even cum yet

Thanks Sir!!!

fiber, fiber, fiber. (nerdy nurse here, certified through Cornell University on reversing and managing disease through diet) Enough soluble fiber can increase the "slick" coating that one might think of as "ass cum." What it is is fiber that becomes gelatinous when mixed with water in the body. It's also good for blocking/buffering absorption of sugar (which is why it's better to eat an apple that has fiber, vs drinking apple juice). Insoluable fiber adds bulk and helps with clean out as well as helping keep ones colon cleaner. Fiber is indigestible by our body, but it feeds our gut bacterial microbiome, it's vitially important to good health and, for aforementioned reasons, can reduce the need or extent when it comes to clean out.

Saturday night - tapped several guys on Grindr and got a reply from one about 20 minutes away... his response was “I’ll breed ya.” Looking at his profile, no HIV status was listed. That generally means poz in my experience, but I ask just out of curiosity. He replies poz - I ask if he’s undetectable or toxic - he says we’ll discuss in person. We discussed it alright - with him pumping my face up and down on his cock. “You’re on PrEP, right?” “Uh, huh,” I nod as I’m sucking his cock. “My cock is toxic. You want it in your pussy?” “Uh, huh,” I moan and nod in the affirmative. A few minutes later, he’s pounding my pussy and when he gets close asks if I want his toxic load - “please breed me with your toxic poz cum!” And he blew a nice big load in my cunt. First time I’ve knowingly taken a toxic load, although I’m quite sure with as much anonymous cock as I’ve had in my pussy that it wasn’t the first time. Something about poz guys that soooo hot!!! 😈

Finally!!! I am out of town for work for 4 months and been having a hard time hooking up in this city. to give you an idea when you open BarebackRt there are only about 10 guys online at anytime and all bottoms. Except this one gorgeous black guy in his early 40's, I find he looks a little like Prince and I always had a thing for Prince lol. So I messaged him two weeks ago and he finally agreed to meet tonight. So after douching and showering I went to his place. When he opened the door he was even better looking in person with a very nice body!! He led me into his bedroom and proceeded to undress so I did the same. He laid back on his bed and I got to sucking his beautiful cock! it didn't take long to start growing and I thought oh I am going to enjoy this!! I sucked him for about 10 minutes and he starting playing with my ass and lubing it up with spit. He got up and I assumed the position with my ass up in the air and my knees on the edge of the bed. He lubed my ass with spit and starting rubbing his cock head on my hole it felt amazing!! He slowly pushed his cock in and it felt incredible ( it has been a while and I was due for a good fucking!!) he fucked me for about 15 minutes before he dropped his load in my ass. I was a good boy and turned around and cleaned his cock of for him, I thought I cleaned out well but it was a little stinky hahaha but I cleaned it all up none the less!! After that we just lied around shooting the shit and I told him he could have my ass anytime he wants!! I am now back home writing this with his load still in my ass!!! I really hope he contacts me tomorrow !!

I produce what one guy who got in my cunt and enjoyed it's slickness called "ass cum". I take fibre supplements and douche as little as possible.

(This is my first story - hope all errors are corrected and everyone enjoys) The longer I drove around searching for the house, the harder my cock got in my shorts and being that I didn’t wear underwear my shorts had a huge pre-cum spot on them when I did find it. The house was hidden from the road by overgrown trees, shrubs, and weeds; what led me to the house was an old faded, rusted mailbox with a bright yellow scorpion with a small red biohazard symbol painted inside its body. Turning into the drive way, my cock pulsed even more pre-cum into my shorts as well as onto my leg. Once the overgrowth cleared, I got my first view of the house and it was close to being condemned. All the windows were blacked out, the paint on house was peeling away and in places the wooden siding was falling off, yet oddly enough the front door looked to have been freshly painted in a bright red, and painted in the lower right corner was a yellow scorpion which more-or-less matched the scorpion painted on the mail box. I didn't notice, however, if this scorpion was pictured with a biohazard symbol, but somehow I would bet money on it that it did. Parking off to the side, my legs began to shake, perhaps out of fear but also perhaps out of excitement stemming from my anticipation of what was about to happen. Taking a bottle of poppers out of the middle console, I twisted the top off, shoved it under my nose and took a deep hit, not once but twice. I felt my body relax and my mind drift. I shut off my car, opened the door and stepped out in to the hot summer air. As I walked to the front door, my cock pointed the way pumping out more pre-cum, by the time I climbed the three stairs and was standing in front of the red door, the spot on my shorts was the size of a grapefruit. I knocked three times and waited. I could hear movement from inside the house and time seemed to slow to a crawl. Not knowing how much time had really passed I knocked again. Again I heard some motion inside the house, as a voice called out "Fuckin’ heard you the first time!!!” I stepped back as the door began to swing open. Staring back at me from inside the door was a older man, if I had to guess I would say about 65, wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts, that looked as if they were just as old as he was. You could tell that in his prime he was muscular, but time had taken a toll on him: his skin was wrinkled and sagging, and his chest was blanketed by a coat of white fur that tapered down to a trail that disappeared into the waist of his boxers and exited each leg, covering them in an even thicker blanket of fur. “I was looking…” I said, but he cut me off abruptly. “I know why you are here, you know why you are here” he said, as he turned, letting go of the open door and started walking back into the house. Turning again he motioned for me to follow. I did not hesitate. The inside of the house was just as bad as the outside: wallpaper was half hanging off the walls, plaster was cracked and in some places missing. I followed him into a room just to the left of a staircase that looked as if it would come crashing down if anyone attempted to climb it. He crossed half the room and turned before sitting in an old chair, as he did his cock poked through the fly of his boxers. He was uncut and as I got closer I could see that his foreskin completely covered his head. I could not help but stare. His cock was twitching, and looked as if it was growing and thickening. I watched as it continued to exit his fly and stretched out a good 8 inches and yet the foreskin still covered the head. I bet there was another two inches inside the boxers. I couldn’t help by rub my own hard cock as I watched. “You looking for mild exposure, moderate, strong or extreme exposure?’ he asked as he ran his hand across his chest and down his stomach. His hand did not stop until he had gripped his cock. He pulled back the foreskin some to expose the tip of his head. “Extreme,” I replied, licking my lips. “I thought so,” he whispered as he stood, still holding his cock. With his free hand he reached under his cock and into his boxers pulling out his balls and started to walk away telling me to follow him. We left the room and started up the staircase. The only sound I heard was the creaking of the staircase as we made our ascent. As we climbed the staircase, I could see he was slowly stroking his uncut cock. My mind raced as I asked myself 'Is this man going to slide his cock into my hole and expose me?' My cock throbbed, rubbing against my leg and shorts. Once we were at the top, he went over to what looked like a light switched and flipped it on and off four times, then left it on. What it controlled was no where to be seen. Opening a door next to the switch, we entered a dark room. Only after he flipped another switch did a red light come on so I could see I was in a very small room, each was of which was covered in mirrors. In the center of the room was a black wooden box, about a three feet high, three feet long and only wide enough for a torso to fit. Secured to the floor, one to each corner of the box was a pair of leather cuffs. The sole word 'Fuck' popped in my mind. “Strip, put your clothing into the box and lay on top.” I was out of what little I had been wearing before he had completed his sentence, as instructed, putting the items in the box. No sooner was I done when he pushed my back, so my chest and stomach were resting on the box. His hand slid down my back and continued down my ass crack until he reached my cock and balls. Wrapping his hand around them pulling them out from under me until they were pointing down the side of the box. He quickly worked to secure each of my legs in the cuffs. Afterwards I tried to move them, but saw I only had about an inch of play. Clearly I wasn’t going any where. He did the same to my arms. There was no turning back now. Bending down next to me, I could feel his hot breathe in my ear as he grunted "Now the fun begins." With these brief remarks he turned, left the room, shutting the door behind himself.

Part 4 I awoke to loud knocking on the door of the trailer. I felt Eddie still at my side in bed but heard Marco's voice asking who was there as he made his way to the door. I heard Al's voice greeting Marco, then the sound of a door opening. Opening my eyes, I saw Al standing at the foot of the bed observing Eddie and me. My ass felt sore and stuffed and then I remembered the plug that Eddie and Marco had inserted into it at the end of last night. The soreness intensified as the memory came back to me and I needed to remove the plug right then and there. I reached behind me to pull it out and the first pull on the plug brought a shudder of pain. Al saw my discomfort, chuckled, and got onto the bed with Marco and me. Al moved my hand out of the way and grasped the plug. He remarked that it was going to hurt like hell to remove the plug and that he would help me get it out of the way. With that, he wrenched the plug out of me and brought a very loud yelp of pain from me. Eddie was just coming back to life when he heard me scream. He reached down and squeezed my nuts really hard. I was stunned by this action and stopped screaming as all my consciousness now alternated between the pain in my ass and the pain in my groin. Eddie laughed and said he knew I would be too surprised to keep screaming if I was hurting in more than one place at the same time. Eddie then told Al that my ass had gotten pretty torn up by their assault on it. He said if Al and Jimmie were worried about catching anything from me, they better fuck me sooner than later. Al was wearing a pair of thin running shorts and it was apparent that his cock was growing hard. Al asked me if I was going to only be a poz load-taking cumslut from here on out. I replied that I was more of a no loads refused cumslut. I moved Al's shorts down his hips and started sucking his cock. Sometime while I was working on Al's shaft, Jimmie had come into the trailer. Seeing me slobbering on his boyfriend's dick, Jimmie said he didn't expect me to be starting up so early after all that I had experienced the night before, but he dropped the towel he was wearing and climbed onto the bed. Eddie started making out with Jimmie next to me on the bed. Al stopped fucking my mouth to let everyone know that he and Jimmie would not be taking any loads from Eddie or Marco. Then he looked at me and said that I would probably not be safe for him much longer as well. Al then continued to receive his blowjob from me while asking Marco if he had some lube he could use. Marco gave him a bottle and Al moved around behind me. I felt his fingers slick with lube work their way up my ass and back out in a repetitive motion. Marco was caressing my chest while Al continued to prepare me for my first fuck of the morning. Eddie and Jimmie began to 69 each other next to me. Before I knew it, Al was balls deep into my hole and fucking me violently. Marco broke out the poppers and passed them under my nose.Al was thrusting so hard that it felt like my butt was opening up and bleeding again. Al removed his prick and it was, in fact, covered in blood. "Well," Al said, "it looks like you are going to be ripe for catching whatever these two pigs have to give you." Marco went down to clean up Al's blood-covered cock and then went to give me a deep French kiss. Al replaced his dick in my hole and continued his hard assault. "I hope you think that this weekend was worth it. You are going to be forever marked by it," he told me. "Yes, I want to be a poz cumwhore. I want everyone to know that all I want is want is cock. It doesn't matter what I might catch, I just need cock and cum in my ass" was my reply. "Oh, we've got plenty on tap for this filthy bugchaser" was Eddie's response. "He has no idea what's in store for him." "That's what I was afraid of and why I was reluctant to spend too much time with you and Marco" was Al's comeback. Al never let up in pounding me and let loose with a load in my hole. "Well, I've got this pig lubed up for whatever harm you're going to do to him." "Thanks, handsome. He has a long day with lots of abuse ahead of him" said Marco with a wide smile. While Al was fucking me, Marco was working on my cock and I was now rock hard. Jimmie and Eddie were now face-to-face and making out and stroking each other's dicks. Al shocked Jimmie, Eddie, and Marco when he announced that he wanted me to fuck him. I later learned that hardly anyone fucked Al. I cleaned off Al's dick of the cum, blood, and "other" accumulation from fucking me and shared it with Marco. Al got onto the bed on all fours and I dove in to rim his ass and work his hole open a little bit for my cock. Marco gave my dick a few sucks to make it as hard as possible before taking on Al. I went to my knees and guided my dick up and down Al's crack. Marco squirted some lube on my cock and on the opening to Al's hole and I began to work my way inside him. For not bottoming very often, Al took my thick cock with relative ease up inside him. Next to us on the bed, Jimmie began fucking Eddie in missionary. Poppers bottles were passed around as the four of us continued with our fucking. Marco alternated fingering Jimmie's and my holes and slapping our asses. Al motioned Marco to move around in front of him and he began sucking off Marco's fat tool. I slowed down my pace to avoid blasting too quickly inside of Al. Jimmie was pounding Eddie pretty hard beside me. Sensing that I was close to cumming, Al called for a break. I remained still inside of him. Meanwhile, Al directed Marco and Jimmie to switch places as he wanted a taste of Jimmie's dick and Eddie's ass. Marco and Jimmie switched places and the fucking resumed. Marco was really launching his cock into Eddie's ass. I later learned that Marco did not top Eddie very often, so he was really taking advantage of the opportunity he had thanks to Al's orders. Al's ass was really tight and I knew I couldn't hold off much longer before I came. Al sensed this and mocked me to shoot on of the last loads of negative cum I would ever produce into him. He said to enjoy what it would feel like because I was going to be marked as a poz cumwhore after Eddie and Marco were through with me. He kept on degrading me and calling me things like "stupid cumslut" and "dirty whore." Before I knew it, Marco was behind me shoving his fat cock into my ass. I was startled by the suddenness of it and my cum began to launch into Al's butt. My butt wasn't lubed very well and once Marco was fully inside of me, my hole began to burn with pain. Marco thrusted in and out of me causing the pain to intensify. As I was howling with pain, Marco noted that he was probably ripping me up. Marco's assault didn't last too much longer before he sent a toxic load into my bowels. Simultaneous to this happening, Jimmie switched back to fucking Eddie. Jimmie really jackhammered Eddie and came ferociously. After finishing up inside of me, Marco withdrew and had me clean his cock. There wasn't as much blood on it as I was expecting, but the day was still pretty early. Jimmie presented his own dick for me to clean which I hungrily did. Marco came up to me and started licking Jimmie's dick as well as my face. We traded the mixture back and forth before I finally swallowed my share while Marco smeared the rest all over my face. When he was done, Al and then Eddie presented their asses for me to clean. Marco was close by me to make sure more of the cum and assjuice mixture made onto my face, neck, shoulders, and chest. Eddie had gotten pretty turned on by me cleaning out his ass and was now ready to plant another poz load into my butt. With me flat on my stomach, he began to invade me. I was feeling really tender inside and his PA was serving as further irritation. With the others rooting him on and insulting me for being such a stupid fag, he once again made sure to really move around inside of me, dragging his PA around as much of my chute as he possibly could. He pulled out of me on occasion and presented his blood-covered tool to Marco who cleaned up the shaft and shared the bloody mixture with my mouth and face.In the meantime, he was also feeding me lots of poppers to help me ride it out. After a while, the pain caused by his PA left my ass feeling like it was on fire. I was moaning from a combination of pleasure and pain. Eddie remarked that my stupid, bloody slut ass was getting ever more receptive for the poison he was passing on to me. Finally, to my relief, he let go of his toxic cum filling me up. I never heard someone scream so loudly from cumming as what Eddie did with that orgasm. Al, Jimmie, and Marco applauded as he finished. Upon pulling out of me, he once more presented his dick to Marco who pulled me alongside for the cleanup. There was more blood on Eddie's dick than ever before. Most of the blood was swallowed by Marco or me while whatever cum and assjuice that Marco could smear on me was smeared on my. It now felt like most of my body from the knees up had some type of coating on it from the morning's activities. It was getting close to noon by the time we finished. Jimmie ran over naked to his trailer and brought back my clothing. Seeing the lady's gold thong that I had been wearing, Eddie said that their company coming later in the day might have a special interest in that. Upon mentioning the prospect of company, Al said that he and Jimmie were going to be headed to Green Bay to visit some of their friends and might not be back to pick up their trailer until the following morning. Eddie said that leaving their trailer in place would provide some cover for the rest of us. Jimmie and Al were gone in seemingly no time. That left Eddie and Marco to confront me with what could happen to me. Their friends, Bryce and Trey, were due to arrive in 2-3 hours. Bryce was newly poz and not on meds. Eddie and Marco had likely knocked him up. Trey was poz and had been on meds for a number of years. They were into much more than just fucking. They had seen Bryce's and Trey's ads on hookup sites, and it was clear they were into PNP, fisting, crossdressers, and more. Marco told me that he and Eddie were not into the PNP scene. A portion of Eddie's pension could be in jeopardy if he was arrested for possession of illegal drugs.Bryce and Trey were aware of that and promised not to use while we were all together. Eddie looked at me and my clothes and remarked that it looked like I could use a shower. He asked me how far away I lived and where my car was parked. I told him I lived about 10 miles away and my vehicle was parked on the ground level of the casino parking ramp. Eddie threw me my gold panties and a pair of spandex shorts with orders to put them on. I did and struggled with the shorts as they were about two sizes tight. Marco came up and arranged things so that the frilly band of my panties peaked above the shorts. At least he didn't give me a whale tale. They threw a pair of flip flops at me that were also too small. I was instructed to put them on and start walking toward my vehicle in the ramp. They would lock up things and the site and follow soon after me. I set off down the road wearing only the tight shorts, my thong, and the too small flip-flops. Because they were so small, I was not able to walk very fast. I could feel the layer(s) of grime on my body from the fucking I had done as well as being applied by Marco. I didn't encounter anyone up close for most of the way through the site. One woman seemed to recognize that something was off with me and shielded her kids from viewing me. The walk from the campsite opening to the parking ramp entrance was about 200 yards of wide open space. About halfway to the entrance, I encountered a car leaving the ramp. In it was a middle-aged couple that I knew from the casino. The couple did a double and triple take as they saw me barely clothed and clearly disheveled from something. I nodded in their direction and kept shuffling toward the ramp. This couple also knew who my ex was, so I had that added possibility of information sharing to consider. I got to my vehicle in the ramp, but there was no trace of Eddie and Marco. All I could do was stand by until they arrived with the keys to my vehicle. It seemed like 10-15 minutes and many people and cars went by before I saw Eddie and Marco come out of the casino doors into the ramp. They strolled casually to my vehicle while calling out my name and motioning for me to walk towards them. I did so and when we met, Marco embraced me, ran his hands down the back of my shorts and started making out with me in the ramp. Some elderly couples saw our display and gasped in astonishment. Cries of "sick fags" and "dirty degenerates" were lodged against us. Eddie said that we had better get out of the ramp before security showed up, so we got into my vehicle. Eddie got in the front driver's seat while Marco and I got into the back. Eddie took off while Marco worked on removing my shorts but leaving my panties in place. Marco gave me a leisurely blowjob while Eddie drove to my house. Sensing my confusion, Eddie said he got my address from my wallet and punched it into his phone for directions. When we got to my house, Eddie pulled into my garage and shut off the ignition to my vehicle. We had to walk 50 feet from the garage to the door of my house. I was only wearing the frilly gold thong with my cock hanging out the side. I don't think I was spotted by any of my neighbors, but I wasn't actively looking around. Eddie took his time unlocking my house and insisted that as guests, he and Marco should be allowed to enter first. They slowly walked in and then Marco turned around and tore the panty off of me leaving me naked outside my door.Neither he nor Eddie moved for close to a minute while I stood exposed. If any of the neighbors did see this, it was surely getting weirder. Marco finally stepped aside to let me into my house. They asked where my bedroom was and I started walking towards it. Eddie stopped me in front of the big living room window and began making out with me grabbing my ass and cock while shoving his tongue down my throat. He did this for another five minutes before releasing me. I was so horny that I wished he would have fucked me right there and then, but he said we needed to be back to the campsite pretty soon. I went into my bedroom and got my first good look at myself in a mirror. The dried cum, blood, and assjuice mixture was all over. I looked like I had either gotten into a fight or gotten seriously fucked. Marco asked where my personal supplies were for lube, enemas, and whatever else I liked to use. I pointed to a drawer in my dresser and he opened it and rifled through its contents. He found a dildo and lube and proceeded to work it into my ass. He informed me that I would need to clean out for the day, but he wanted to work in as much poz come into me as could before that happened. I was getting extremely hard as he was doing this, but Marco would not let me stroke my cock. The thought that I had taken so many toxic loads with the prospect of many more served to get me even more aroused. When Marco was satisfied that I had absorbed as much of their poison cum as I could, he gave me two enemas and told me to go in the bathroom and clean out really well. I did as I was instructed as I heard Marco and Eddie going through all of my possessions, talking to each other in low voices, and occasional laughter. Eddie came into the bathroom and saw me with an enema nozzle in my ass. This was my third such cleanout. Eddie asked if much cum had been washed out and I informed that I didn't see much if any cum in what I had expelled. Eddie smiled and remarked that was excellent news. Eddie took me to the bathtub and told me to lay down in it. After that, he took out his dick and started pissing on me. Marco came in and did the same. They both hosed me down from head to toe before concentrating on my mouth. Marco told me to swallow and I ingested as much of their salty piss as I could. After they finished, Eddie told me I had 5 minutes to take a cold shower to clean up my body. I did so getting no real sense of refreshment from the cold water pummeling my body. When I was done, Eddie gave me a towel to dry off and a blue, pink, and white-striped thong panty to put on. Marco had a couple of plastic shopping bags filled with things they were taking from my house, but I could not see what was inside of them. We walked towards the door to leave. Marco said he and Eddie would go out the garage and I should lock up. He and Eddie went out toward the garage. I locked the knob from the inside and pulled the door shut. As I was standing outside wearing only the thong panty, Marco said I should lock the deadbolt as well and threw the house key into the lawn 15 feet past me. Eddie commanded me to walk, don't run to retrieve the key. The neighbors in the house in back of me were outside doing lawn work, but I could not tell if they had spotted me. When I got to the key, Marco ordered me to bend over from the waist to pick it up. I did as instructed, and when I turned around to walk back to the door, I saw my elderly neighbor across the street staring at me. Eddie told me I had better unlock the knob again and start over while standing outside. I finished locking and re-locking everything for what seemed like an eternity and headed toward the garage. Now the wife of the elderly neighbor across the street was staring at me as well as her husband. As I got to the garage door, Marco called out to my backyard neighbor to have a nice day. I hustled into the garage. Eddie opened the door to the backseat and I climbed in. Eddie handed me a towel and told me to put it under my ass. Then he gave me a dildo and some lube and told me to start fucking myself. Eddie and Marco removed their shirts, Eddie removed his shorts leaving him in bikini underwear, and then they climbed in my vehicle. Eddie got into the back with me and Marco in the driver's seat. Marco fired up my vehicle, opened the garage door and backed out. I had stopped bouncing up and down on the dildo when we hit daylight. Eddie told Marco to stop and we sat in the driveway. Eddie said that if I did not keep fucking myself with the dildo, he would open the door and shove me out of the vehicle. Marco laughed at this and was revving the engine as we remained in the driveway. He fumbled around pretending not to be able to find the garage door remote. He then hit the horn a couple of times. Eddie moved over to French kiss me and muttered that I had better keep fucking myself. We finally pulled out of the driveway and I caught sight of my next door neighbor in the corner of my eye while Eddie continued kissing me. Marco drove slowly down the street as we made our getaway. Eddie worked to free my cock and began to stroke it. He told me to stop him before I came. I was continuing to fuck myself as Marco drove at about 2/3 normal speed to both prolong our trip and increase the chance of encountering other vehicles which we in fact did. A number of vehicles passed us, Marco sitting shirtless in the front seat with the window down, Eddie and I nearly naked in the back with lightly tinted windows. A few vehicles honked when they passed us. I wasn't sure if it was because Marco was driving so slow or if it was because they saw the lewd display I was putting on in the back seat. I was leaking a fierce amount of precum which Eddie smeared on my face. Marco finally made it back to the casino parking lot. He skipped the turnoff to head for the campground in the back and instead went to the last driveway. He went through the parking lot slowly and Eddie instructed me not to let up on the dildo. I think we went mostly unobserved going through the parking lot save for a few confused women. When we got to the campground entrance, Eddie told me to let up on the dildo but to keep it buried inside of me. Marco drove us to the back of the campground. Parked across from Al and Jimmie's travel trailer was a pickup truck with a popup camper. Eddie told me to resume bobbing on the dildo. As we approached it, Marco shouted out to the two men standing outside of it. The men came up to my vehicle as Marco lowered the windows to the back seat. Eddie told them it was good to see them again. He pointed at me and said, "This is Jay, the pig I was telling you about. He's looking to have a life-altering experience with us. As you can see, there are certain interests he has that you might find especially useful." Trey, the shorter black man of the couple reached in and ran his hand over my striped panty and my still-hard cock. "Nice to meet you, piggy. We're going to have some fun with you."

Fast forward a few years, he is living in VA and I’m still in the hills of WV. He is going on vacation with some friends and wanted to know if I was up for a vacation. I agreed to drive to the outer banks to hang out for a week, there was no way I was passing up a hook up with him. Plus I may have had and still have feeling for him and just not his cock. Even if it was to hang out with a group of str8 people, it was the after hours I was looking forward to. The first night down there was a blast, meeting his friends and getting drunk. As bedtime came are around, everyone retired to the bedrooms. We were bunking together, in a small room with bunk beds room. Thank god there was room on the floor for two body’s to fuck and I was drunk. I toke the monster with just spit the first round. Not big fan of quick cummers, but god did the cum help as lube for the second round. He lasted about 25 mins the second round. We have hooked up over the years and every time I get him, that cock is still my favorite. I’m think it’s more him then the monster cock but who knows

I was so distracted watching porn and rotating the butt plug in my cunt that I didn’t realise my boyfriend was home until he was standing in the door way bollock naked, jacking his engorged stiff tool. He is magnificent. 6’4” of solid black pierced and tattooed muscle; 11 inch thick cock and massive shaved nuts. I don’t know how long he’d been standing there but he was sweaty. No. Glistening with sweat, and the remnants of clearly a good fucking session at the club. I could smell the cum, piss, sweat and chems from his body as he eyed my up greedily. I smiled at him and as he watched I slid a finger into my cunt alongside the butt plug and, pulling it out slid it into my mouth. He moaned as he stepped towards the bed and I spun round to get into position - head off the edge of the bed. He strode towards me and picked up a bottle of poppers. Standing over me I watched as he took two deep hits and then slowly pushed his cock into my waiting mouth. Even after all the decades sucking my boyfriend’s cock was always an initial massive challenge. It wasn’t only the length but the girth and the fact that he had a massive mushroom head made bigger at least in perception by the thick metal ring that pierced its head. And tonight was no exception. But he never took no for an answer. I moaned as I took that first taste - cum, cunt juices, sweat and piss and mingled on the head of his cock and down the length of his shaft. My cock involuntarily jerked and spat out a gob of precum in appreciation. Bending his legs, he gently squeezed my throat, coaxing me to open up further to take the full length of his cock. My eyes watered in ecstacy as I gagged, opening my throat and gullet to take his total length. He was clearly impatient. As my arms went up to slow him down he grabbed them and pushed the final few inches down my throat causing my to gag as I tried to draw in air. Laughing he fed me poppers, splashing them down my face and then suddenly squeezing my nose shut. My whole body flailed as I tried to break free, our eyes locked as I struggled for breath, my cock harder than it been all night. As I felt myself begin to lose against his cock he pulled it out, as I gasped and pulled air into my lungs. He laughed and without asking pushed his cock back down my throat, once again gagging me and cutting off any access to air by holding my arms apart and squeezing my nose shut again. Each time, his cock seemed harder than before until it felt like a steel blade being forced down my throat. Finally, my throat relaxed enough to take his entire cock, his velvety shaved balls banging off my lips and nose as he face fucked me. Releasing my arms I grabbed his arse cheeks and pulled his cock even deeper down my throat, tasting floods of precum gushing into my stomach. He leaned over me and slowly wanked my cock and played with my tits as I fed off his engorged penis, eyes watering as I greedily sucked it all the way down, it felt, into my stomach. I wanted his seed and sucked him cock hard to try and milk it. Too soon he pulled pulled out and jumped onto the bed and pulled me into his arms. Now, fucking like filthy pigs is always great but who can deny that just holding a guy, sweaty and reeling of sex and snogging isn’t the best thing. Of course it’s great to be fucked, filled to the brim with cum and piss, but the intimacy of just kissing and holding a guy is still the best thing. We were lost in each other’s lips and touches as we writhed on the bed. Grappling cocks, squeezing balls, pinching tits as our tongues entwined or licked cock, balls and pits and then returned to gob into one another’s mouths. His hand finally rested in the butt plug and teased by cunt as he pushed and pulled it, making my hole ache and me moan. Finally he pulled it out, my cunt only giving it up with a reluctant squelch as I squeezed my arse shut to keep in the previous cum juices. Lifting my hips off the bed he grazed his lips against my hole. Before I said I didn’t like to be rimmed. What I meant was I only liked to be eaten out by by boyfriend. Other tongues leave me cold, but feeling his long tongue deep in my rutt makes me crazy. Sure enough, the minute he pushed into my hole I started moaning like a dog, sweat breaking out across my body and my cock hardening until it hurt like hell. I opened my hole to his greedy mouth, feeling his tongue sweep the insides of my arse as he gripped my cock and balls. Reaching round I grabbed his own hard cock, making him moan and thrust his tongue in even deeper. He ate my arse for what seemed an eternity, only stopping to share a hit of poppers or to spit some of my arse juices into my mouth to then snog me. Finally, sated he wiped the saliva from his mouth and reached to the side of the bed. Smiling he pulled open the box and threw me a black rubber tourniquet. I don’t know about anyone else but for me the hottest part of slamming is pushing in the needle and drawing back but the moment you tie the tourniquet and expose a vein. That’s the moment of intent. The first rush of anticipation; the moment I lick my lips, wipe a hand against my pre-cum’d cock and taste it. Everything else is a result of that first decision to get fucked up. To be depraved. To unleash the most carnal actions that two or more guys fucking can unleash. But we do something special. We kneel facing each other, we slam at the same time, and then knees touching we wait to see who will give in first. So, having slammed we knelt facing each other on the bed. Sweating. Leaking. Waiting to see who would give in first to the desire to fuck, lick, eat, choke, seed, piss and breed.

Part 16 I was laying on my stomach with this man kneeling between my legs. I felt him reach up and pull off my blindfold. “Fuck you don’t need that” he said. He quickly moved until he was laying on top of me, his big monster cock between my legs pumping in and out of the space between my thighs. He moved until I felt the forearm of the man on me baring down on my shoulder blades, across my back. He was stabbing his cock head at my wet hole, quickly jabbing it at my hole then pulling off. Over and over he did this. I was moaning as I felt the head just pop open my hole then quickly pop out. Without warning he rammed his thick cock deep into my hole. I screamed loudly not caring if my neighbors heard me or not. I closed my eyes and breathed in and out to make sure I didn’t pass out from the pain. “Take it fucker, take the pain” he said. He pulled his cock out until the head was pulling my hole outwards, then rammed it back in. I groaned this time from the pain that was shooting through my body. “Open up for my horse cock” he said. “Damn buddy take it easy on his hole, you will ruin it for everyone else” “Fuck if I am going to expose my monster cock to every disease under the sun, then I going to fuck him like the diseased whore that he is” He continued to pump his cock in and out as hard and as fast as he could. “Plus I’m no bigger than his boss” he said, “And I have had that up my hairy hole” I moaned as I was getting used to his cock drilling my hole. His weight was holding me down on the bed. His legs were holding my legs together, squeezing my ass shut around his thick cock. His balls were hitting my ass each time he slammed into me. “Fuck him good” the other man said, leaving just us in my bedroom “Heard you and the boss pozzed a neighbor recently” “Yeah” I grunted, “and some homeless Marine at a hotel” “Fuck yeah” He continued to pound my hole, driving in hard and deep. I grunted each time he slammed into me. Reaching back he grabbed one of my legs and we rolled over on our sides. He lifted my leg up and started to pump my hole again with his monster cock. I looked down at the mirror in the corner. I could see my hole stretched open around his thick cock, as it slid in and out. I shifted a bit more, which allowed him to slide into me deeper. His smooth nuts were laying across his legs, slowly moving as he pumped in and out. I heard the door to my apartment open and close again. Wondering if the man was just leaving but soon heard someone say: “That’s what I like to see, my whore being used” It was my boss. he was standing in front of the mirror, slowly removing his clothes. I was watching his crotch, waiting to see him expose that big cut monster dick. “Let’s rip this diseased fucker wide open tonight” my boss said. I watched as he opened his jeans and they dropped to the floor. His cock bounced out. It was almost fully hard. The monster dick in my ass continued to slide in and out, slowly now as if he was watching my boss strip too and enjoying the show. My boss moved on the bed and knelt next to my head. I instinctively opened my mouth and he slowly pushed it in, sliding it deep into my throat. He reached down and pinched one of my nipples hard, driving his fingernail into my flesh. He slowly started to pump his cock in and out of my mouth. With each pump of his cock in I coated it was some thick spit, getting it ready for him to fuck my hole. Pretty soon it was shining with my spit. “Hold him tight” my boss said, pulling his cock from my mouth The man behind me wrapped his arms around my very quick, squeezing tight in a bear hug. I grabbed my leg and held it up the best I could, but soon it was resting on my boss’ shoulder. He had moved and straddled the leg that was on the mattress. He had gripped his cock at the base and was rubbing it around my hole and the cock that was in me. He grabbed a little brown bottle that was close by and handed it to me. “Huff until you are about to pass out” he said, “you’re going to need it” I twisted the cap and listened to the hiss. I shoved the bottle under my nose and inhaled. I repeated this over and over and my boss continued to rub his cock around my hole. I had lost count of how many times I huffed that bottle, but I knew I was flying. My heart beat was drumming in my ears and I could feel it pounding in my temples. Grabbing my hips, my boss lined his cock head up next to the wall of my hole, next to the shaft of the cock deep in me. The man squeezed tighter as my boss thrusted his cock into my hole. I groaned loudly, and screamed out NO! My boss didn’t stop. His cock head kept pushing against my hole, with more force as the seconds passed. Suddenly, the head popped in. I yelped louder than before, but my boss didn’t pull out. He just pushed the brown bottle back up to my nose. I inhaled deep over and over. With each huff, his cock slid in a bit more. My hole stretched more and more. I closed my eyes and tried to breath through the pain. “Take it out, I can’t do it” “You are and we are not stopping” my boss said. He pushed in more. “Fucker is tight now” the man behind me said. My boss pushed in more, his cock was about half way in. “Then we open him up more” my boss said. With out say a word more to each other, they slowly started to move their cocks in and out of my stretched hole. As one moved in the other one moved out. My hole started to adjust to having two monster cocks in me. I couldn’t help but moan as the sensations of these moving cocks swept through my body. “Bitch likes to be stretched open” my boss said. “Fuck your cock feels awesome sliding against mine” “Wait until we shoot our toxic cum up with all those diseases” “Fuck you should get his biohazard tat fucking soon” “Not until this bitch converts” My eyes were rolling up in the back of my head, the pleasure coming from being double fucked by these two monster cocks was over whelming. My boss was pushing my leg back further as he increased his pumping of his cock in and out of my hole. I could feel the man behind me loosen his bear hug around me. “Ride the brown bottle again whore” my boss said. I brought the bottle to my nose and inhaled deep, over and over. Grabbing my shoulders my boss held me firm as he pushed into me more. The pain was not as bad as before, but soon it turned into more pleasure. They both picked up speed. I was in hog heaven from their double dick fucking. My boss began to jack rabbit my hole, moving just a few inches in and out of my hole. The other man did the same. “Fuck I’m getting close” the man said. “Fuck buddy, I can feel your cock thickening, you’re gonna blow” The man behind me let out a loud grunt and then stopped moving. I could feel the cum pulsing out of his cock. “Oh fuck I can feel you shooting” my boos said. He then pushed in to me as far as he could and his cock erupted, shooting his toxic load in with the others. “Fuck man, that was hot” the man said. I squeezed my ass muscles over and over, teasing their cocks, trying to milk out the rest of their toxic loads. “I will be ready for round two in a few minutes, but I think we need to add someone to the party” My boss quickly pulled out of my ass, I could feel my hole gapping open even with the other man still in me. He slowly pulled out and sat on the side of the bed, as my boss put on his jeans. “What’s his apartment number” my boss asked. “4B” With that he was off, leaving me and the stranger staring at each other.

Part 15 For some reason my nerves were getting the best of me with this letter from my boss. Now that I was infected with HIV and almost every other STD in the world, my mind wondered if I was going to be kicked to the curb. I ripped the envelope open and pulled out the folded sheet of paper inside. You Blindfolded Ass up - Door Open Friday Noon to Midnight Fuck - I just hoped I felt good on Friday, but when it rolled around I felt like shit. I was weak, achy, having hot and cold flashes, sore throat and more. I did what I needed to do to prepare and was ready before noon. I unlocked my door and went back to bed, tied a blindfold around my eyes and laid with my ass up. Waiting for what was to come. I must have fallen asleep quickly, because a hard slap on my ass cheek caused me to open my eyes. The hand squeezed my cheek really hard then slid a finger in my crack. The sharp nail digging into the flesh of my hole made me wince in pain, squeezing my ass muscles. Quickly, another slap on my ass cheek. “Bitch, don’t fight me” a mysterious deep voice said. Taking a deep breath I relaxed as the finger returned to my hole, sliding inside. It started moving in and out, dry fucking my hole, causing more pain. “Heard this hole was filled with more STDs than a street walker after shore leave” I just nodded as the finger pulled out completely then slammed back in, fingernail scratching the sides of my hole, then sliding in deep “Going to fill your hole with my strain, want my load to kill you bitch” Fuck, what they hell - it’s never been like this. Not his even. “I’m so toxic my cum burns” he said, “ boarder line AIDS!” I could hear him undoing his belt and his pants. The buckle made a loud bang as it hit the floor. He quickly jumped on the bed and get between my legs. He positioned it cock at my hole. I could feel him jabbing it a little into my hole. “Hold on tight fucker, here I come” With that he rammed his cock hard into my hole, with almost no resistance my hole opened up and his cock slid into me hard and fast. The pain shot through my body, as his crotch press against my ass. He quickly slid his arm around my neck and squeezed tight. “Fuck buddy - your hole feels good and tight - I must be the first today” I nodded, his grip on my neck tightened as he pulled his cock out and then slammed back into my hole. I tried to relax more, but with his arm around my neck I couldn’t get really relaxed. He kept pulling out and ramming in my hole more and more. His cock would hit my hole and push in driving balls deep. “Fuck bitch, I like it when your hole tries to fight it” he said. His hand slapped down on my hip as he slammed into me again. His balls were hitting my ass as he pressed into me. A loud clapping noise was being made as our flesh slapped against each other as his cock rammed in and out of my hole. His full body weight was on me adding to the difficulty breathing as he held his arm around my neck. His breath was hot on my ear. “Gonna fill you with my venom cum” he said into my ear. Even over the noises of our fucking and his groans and grunts in my ear, I could still hear my front door opening and closing as another top arrived. “Fuck yeah, opening him up for me” a new voice said. “You’re sloppy seconds again, bud” the man fucking my hole replied. “Just the way I like them” I could hear the new man stripping off his clothes and dropping them to the floor, then the bed moving as he climbed on it, positioning himself in front of my head. “Open up bitch and stretch your mouth around this horse cock” the man fucking me ordered. I didn’t hesitate, I opened as wide as I could and still struggled with getting my lips around the girth of the new cock. The first man continued to fuck my hole, ramming in and out of me. He released his grip around my neck, put both elbows into my back and grabbed head in between his hands. “Fucking gag the bitch with that horse cock” he said to the new man. I could feel the cock in my mouth still expanding as it got harder and harder. My lips were being stretched more and more as it lengthened and thickened. As it grew, I ran my tongue over the big acorn head in my mouth. I wanted to brace my hands on this man’s thighs but fought the urge. He pulled out of my mouth a bit, leaving only the head in, then slowly pushed back in. His shaft slowly ran across my tongue as it moved closer and closer to my throat. I closed my eyes under the blindfold and relaxed my throat. The massive cock slid in further and I soon felt the head sliding into my throat. I breathed deep as it slowly cut off my air way. I could feel the heat of the man’s crotch nearing my face, but it wasn’t touching it yet. My head was locked between the top’s hands as he continued to pound my hole, only stopping the pounding to grind deeper into my hole. My lips felt like they were slipping open on in the corners from being stretched open as the girth of the cock in my mouth get wider and wider. Suddenly, the cock in my mouth pushed in fast and I felt the man’s smooth, hot crotch press against my face. He continued to push inwards, pressing harder and harder against my face. My eyes began to water as he held his cock deep in my throat preventing me from breathing. Panic started to set in. “Choke him out with that third leg, fucker” the top said. “His fucking throat muscles are sneezing my cock, fuck man feels so god damn good” He pushed in hard one last time and pulled out, his cock bringing up the thick spit from deep in my throat. As his cock dropped out, I coughed up more thick spit and it shot out of my mouth and then ran down my chin. He pulled his cock head up through it, coating it. “Open” he ordered. I opened wide and his cock was pushed in, this time fast, giving me no chance of getting lung fulls of air. I wasn’t ready and his cock stabbed at the back of my throat, gagging me. I pulled back, only to have the top push me forward with this hands. “Oh fuck no bitch, you take that fucking cock down your throat” he said Quickly, I inhaled and opened wider. The massive cock slid in and past my throat again. His balls hit my chin fast and he held his cock in me. The top was still pumping his cock in and out at a steady pace, just not as rough. His head was near mine, giving him a front row seat to the face fucking that was about to happen. The cock slowly pulled back only enough to let me exhale and inhale, then pushed back in, seconds later it pulled out further, then pushed in. The man started to slowly pull out and then quickly push back in. I soon had his rhythm down, allowing me to breath as he pulled out. Each time he pulled out, he would pull more and more of his cock out, only to shove it back in deep. He continued this until the cock head was the only part in, then he drove back in over and over. The top in my ass seemed to be pulling out and pushing in at the same rhythm. I moaned deeply with this new pleasure. “Fuck he’s purring around my cock” the man in my throat said. This only encouraged both men to speed up their pumping of their cocks in my holes. The balls of the top were not as loose in the sac any more, I could feel them tightening up, knowing he was close to shooting in my infectious hole. “Getting close bitch, that toxic venom is churring in my nuts” he said “Fuck yeah buddy, fill him so I can slam this monster dick in his hole” The cock in my mouth pulled out, just enough that I could run my tongue all over the head and about a couple of inches behind it. The cock in my hole was moving in and out like a jack rabbit in heat. Each stroke was getting shorter and shorter, yet faster and faster. “Of fuuuuuckkkk! Here is comes you fucking faggot whore” he yelled I moaned as I worked my tongue around the cock head in my mouth “Fucking filling your hole with death” he yelled. I could feel his cock pulse and jump in my ass, he pulled out and slammed in over and over. “Milk it you bug chasing bitch, Milk it” I squeezed hard around his cock, my hole tightened as he pulled it out. Releasing my head, he jumped off me, then pulled me around to jam his used cock into my mouth. “Clean it whore, fucking clean it” he ordered The second man, quickly moved towards my ass. His hand slapped it three times, each time slapping it harder and harder. I could feel his cock resting in my crack. My ass check started to get warm from his slaps, but i couldn’t yell out since I had a softening cock in my mouth, tonguing it, tasting my ass, blood and cum on it. “You might want to pull out, I’m about to go in fast and deep” the new top said. WIth a pop, the soft cock pulled out of my mouth. “Go for it!!” the man said.

I tried to move around a bit, straining against the ropes that tied me up. I moved my arms, and I could feel immediately getting choked by a noose around my throat. My feet were also tied together, and to my hands, all in one length of rope, it seemed. And there was something going on with my ass... I felt stuffed, sort of. I tried to say something, but a gag was muffling my sounds. However, my ... captor...? Master? Daddy? Kidnapper? heard me. He came over to me and looked down on my pathetic trials to get loose. He put a foot to my throat, pinning me down and stilling me immediately. I looked up as the young, vulnerable slut I was. His foot removed the gag from my mouth, only to replace it. I was sucking his toes trying to not make him angry. My cock started to get hard, actually... so I knew the drug was wearing off. - Was this your first Tina, boy? , he asked. I nodded hesitantly. - mmmm....it won't be your last. Here, drink some Gatorade. I guzzled the drink down. Wow... I immediately felt woozy again, a rush going straight to my hole... - You like it? I nodded again... not sure I could speak. - Good boy. He turned me over and released my feet, only to hold them in his hands and spreading my legs wide apart. My twitching hole was right in his sight and he didn't even hesitate one second - his dickhead nuzzled against my boy cunt and then he plunged right back inside me. I gasped. It didn't hurt, but he was filling me up so good. Man, I am a real boy whore... I just wanted more of his cock and I moaned loudly to let him know it. He obliged by fucking med deeply for a long while... - Man this looks sooo good on camera, another voice said... and I jumped - who, what? Where's that guy, where did he come from? I looked around and saw a man.... well, a younger guy, but still in his 20's. Handsome, latino guy with a very very hard cock - and he's holding a camcorder filming me getting plowed by my captor. - yeah, he said, he's already had a load and some T in him... and now some G, too! - oh a real boy whore then... He put the camcorder down, still aimed at me and my captor, filming me getting my second load in me. He started masturbating and getting his cock even harder, and now they switched places.... fuck soooo goood.... The latino guy is sliding inside me easily, I'm high, loose, lubed by cum.... oh, it's easy to fuck me. He starts fucking me hard. Man, my limp cock is just bouncing and I'm just thinking I want more, much more...I am such a horny boy slut, getting fucked by strangers in their house getting higher and higher... His load is so big, it overflows my ass and starts dripping out while he tries to pound it all back inside me. I feel satisfied for now, and would love to leave, go back home and relish in mancum the rest of the night. But no, they have other plans.

i am a straight (mostly) and negative (positively) dude... and i want this to happen to me.

Part 13 “Do you know who I am” the mature man asked. I shook my head no, although I had an idea, but I wasn’t a hundred percent sure it was who I was thinking. “I own this company” I just looked into his eyes, waiting for him to continue. “When I learned that many of my executives, managers, and employees were inflicted with different incurable social diseases, I created a new program and you my boy are the first employee of that program.” I stood up, giving my legs a break from being in the same position for a long period of time. “These men are under a huge amount of stress and fucking is a good outlet, except their wives have cut them off, that my boy, is where you come in.” What the fuck, I thought, they are making me a whore. “You have been infected with the main disease that is carried by the men, yet you show no signs of sero-converting to carrying the disease yourself, so we are infecting you with other curable diseases to weaken your immune system.” I am going to be their cum dump whore and not worry about the guilt of passing the disease since I will have already caught it. “My boy, you will be paid handsomely for this new position, plus all your medical expenses will be paid. You have nothing to worry about except being the best fuck that you can be” “I will be a whore, Sir” “Technically yes, a whore.” “I’m not sure if I can do this Sir” “You willingly let your boss, a client, and two other men fuck loads into you infected with diseases and now you say you can’t do this” “I mean, I don’t think I can do this and my job here” I replied, “Oh I don’t mind the fucking and servicing these men. It’s just putting me behind in my work” “My boy, don’t worry about that. You no longer have that position.” I just stood there nodding my head. The mature man stood up and tucked his soft cock into his dress pants. “I think we are now in agreement” he said moving by me. “Are you not going to fuck me Sir” “I carry nothing you want, nor do I want what you carry” he said opening the stall door. I heard the outer bathroom door open and footsteps echoed inside the restroom. “He’s all yours” the mature man said to the new man, “Seed him deep with your gift” The outer door opened and closed. The new man slowly pushed the stall door open. I quickly got back in my bent over position and put my hands on the toilet bracing myself. “You’re the whore with HIV, gonorrheal and syphilis up his ass?” “Yeah fucker, what’s that cock got for me” “Going to shoot my ‘gooey stuff’ deep in your pussy” “Fuck yeah, chlamydia, it’s what’s my hole is missing” The man’s pants fell to his ankles, exposing his muscular legs. His hand slapped my ass as he rammed his cock into my hole and drove in deep. I jumped. This man didn’t wait until i was ready he just started to fuck me hard, deep and fast. I had to hold on to the toilet to keep from being pushed into the wall in front of me. “Damn I can feel those toxic loads coating my cock.” I moaned, his cock felt so good up my hole. His balls were slamming into mine as he rammed into my ass with his hard cock. “Fucking whore” he yelled. “Fuck my hole, give me your disease you bastard” I yelled back “That’s how a true whore acts, he begs for it, cock, cum and disease” “Give me your clam - you twisted diseased fucker” He began to slap my ass harder and just as fast as he was fucking me. I heard the outer door open again. A smile grew on my face as I thought of how we were attracting attention. “Sounds like he’s a good fuck” a voice said. “Yeah buddy” “Fucking give me your disease” The man fucking my hole grabbed my hips and slammed into me harder and harder. “Can’t hold back any more” he said. He rammed deep into me and his cock bounced up and down in my hole as it emptied cum deep into my. He was grunting and breathing hard and quick. He slowly pulled his cock out as I squeezed my hole around it, not wanting to loose any of the cum from him or the other men. “Let’ me clean that cock” the voice from outside the stall said. The man turned and opened the door. I turned my head to watch. The man slowly walked out of the stall. There in the middle of the floor was man on his knees, mouth open. I watched the semi-hard cock slowly go into his mouth and he began to suck and clean it. I could hear a moan coming for the man sucking. He was rubbing the crotch of his pants. “That’s enough” the man said, pulling his cock out and tucking it away. “Doc is outside to give you the shots you need to get rid of the diseases you have been exposed to” The man quickly left. Leaving me with the new stranger. “Hi, I’m Brad. I work with Dr. Martin. We will be your medical team.” “Alex” I said extending my hand. “Let’s take a look at that hole” Brad moved over to me and spread my cheeks open. “No issues, but does look like it needs to be filled again.” “Slide your dick in” “You are a whore, just like they said”

Panic started to sit in, as my mind raced and the shaking returning. I wish I had my poppers to relax me. There was not turning back now. Time again felt as if it was standing still. I didn’t know how long I was going to be in here alone, bound, naked and horny as fuck. The silence was deafening and was broken by a click. A mirror to my right started to move and my eyes were glued to the reflection of this in the mirror before me. My breathing became heavier as the mirror revealed the monster behind it. He was fucking huge. From my position I could only guess that he was over 6’5” and his body was so massive that he looked as if he had been on steroids from birth. From his chin down, his body was covered in tattoos and once he stepped in and shut the mirror, I could see that his back side was the same as the front. I could not see his face, he wore a hood that covered it from the bottom of his nose to the middle of his neck in the back, as well as the sides of his head. His eyes were visible through two hole and they were as black as the hood. On his feet he wore combat boots and in the middle was a jockstrap. At one time it had been white and new, now it was stained in red in some spots, yellow in others, and was so worn that it looked as if it would fall apart with one tug. Strings were hanging everywhere. What was inside the pouch was barely being contained. The side of the pouch were stretched so far from his body, that as he stood there one of his balls slipped out. I watched him walk the short distance from where he entered to where I was, stopping next to my head. I could feel the heat of his body as he stood close to me. I turned my head as he squat, watching his pouch as it went by. I couldn’t keep my eyes off it. Slowly he ran his hand along his thigh until he reached the pouch. Grabbing it he pulled it aside, and his cock and balls fell out. His cock was as massive as his body. His cock was twitching as it got harder and harder. Once it was rock hard, a good 11 inches rock hard, it started to jump as an evil grin came across his face. The cock was not only 11 inches but was as thick as a boys arm. Where the fuck did they breed this monster. I wanted his cock in my mouth, I drooled just thinking about how ripe it would taste, how it would stretch open my mouth. I wanted to feel it jammed down my throat, choking me, turning my face blue. I wanted to feel my throat open and his balls slap my chin as he face fucked me, while tears ran down my checks. I was snatched back to reality by something sharp running down my back, right down my spine, causing chills to sweep through my body. Looking up in the mirror I could see it was his fingernail that had been sharpened to a point, it continued until he reached the start of my ass crack, it was then we locked eyes and his fingernail slowly moved until it was at my hole, which was puckering in and out. Fuck I was turned on, I could only imagine the puddle on the floor of pre-cum. Without warning, he stabbed his nail into my puckering hole, at first there was some resistance, but that gave way with by the force that he added. He drove his digit knuckle deep into me, all the time moving his finger around inside - that’s when little waves of pain started to register in my mind. My eyes grew wider. Breaking our eye contact I looked back at his monster cock to take my mind off the pain that was coming more and more, only to find that it was leaking, his pre-cum was so thick, that it went from the piss slit to the floor without breaking and was puddling. He continued the assault on my hole, now finger fucking me so hard that he was pushing my body forward, pinching my cock against the corner of the box. After about five minutes of this, he pulled his finger out, leaving my hole empty. Grabbing my chin with his other hand he forced open my mouth and stuck the finger from my hole in. Greedily I sucked on it, too turned on to register the taste of blood from my hole. Once his finger was clean he withdrew his digit. I watched his reflection as he reached into his boot and pulled out a rounded wooden bit that had leather straps on each end. Again grabbing my chin, he forced open my mouth, shoving the wood in as far back as it would go. He moved quickly over me, straddling my back. I could feel his monster cock resting on my back, leaking its fuck juice. Grabbing the leather he tied them tightly behind my head. Task complete, he slowly moved, dragging his cock down my back until it was resting at the top of my ass crack. My heart was racing, I could see sweat forming on my forehead, and my hole was twitching, pulsing in and out. His evil grin returned as he spit on his fingers then wiped his spit on my hole. He grabbed his cock in his hand he lined up the head against my hole, his other hand pressed down on my back as I bit down on the wood in my mouth. I could feel him pressing hard against my hole, which was resisting until the hand on my back lifted off and slapped my ass hard, that’s when my hole gave way. Feeling my hole opening he pressed harder, driving his monster cock into my hole. There was not waiting for me to adjust to the sheer size of his cock, he continued to drive in. The pain was intense, I felt as if I was being ripped in two. I bit harder, and tried to scream, but nothing came out. I had no clue if he had one inch or ten inside me. In one swift move, he drove all the way in and dropped his body on top of mine. “take the pain, motherfucker, take the pain” My body was sweating, my heart racing, my mind was drifting as I involuntarily rolled my eyes back. A slap against my head brought me back to the situation I was in. His cock was moving in and out of my fuck hole, pulling it out until his cock head was pulling the inside of my hole outwards and then he would drive in balls deep. Over and over he would assault my hole. Minutes ticked by and I began to relax, my hole began to relax, and pain turned to pleasure. Sensing this he picked up speed, ramming his cock in and out. At one point he would take that massive fuck stick out and ram it back in balls deep. My silent screams turned to moans of pleasure! Pleasure I had never felt, his massive cock had opened my hole to new senses and I never wanted it to stop. I could feel his cock getting thicker and thicker and I knew that this power fuck was coming to and end. His cock moved faster and faster as his breath increased. Grabbing me by both shoulders, this monster slammed his cock balls deep, groaning: “take that toxic load, you fucking cock whore” He kept pressing his crotch against my ass, as if he was trying to climb in my hole as I felt the pulsing of his cock shooting his cum deep into my wrecked hole. I counted at least nine pulses of his cock, fuck me - it had to be a huge load of toxic cum. Slowly he pulled slightly out as he came down from his intense climax, then pushed back in just as slow, he continued this each time pulling out further and and further, until he pulled completely out. I feel a small amount of his load running down my balls and cock. Without words, he turned and left through the mirror he entered through, leaving me exhausted and still tied to the box.

So, this is the first stories I have posted, so bear with me with the grammar and whatnot. The next time me and the college kid hooked up was a few months after the first time that I had sucked and fucked him. Like I said, he was bi and he was in the closet, so the hook up was random. I had gotten a text from him one day, he was doing laundry in the basement of his apartment building, I was driving by on my bike so I stopped to say hi. I found him in the basement, doing the wash. He was as cute as before, all of his 5'7" and the 130 pounds and blond hair. He was wearing shorts and no shirt this time. We started kissing and I grabbed for his dick... like I said, he was in the closet and flipped about me grabbing his cock. But had not problem kissing me in the room...str8/biguys. He informed me that he didn't have time to play right then, but later that night he could. About 10:30, I got a text from him, that he was free to play, the roommate was gone for the night. Thankfully, he only lived about 3 blocks from me. I walked to his place in a few mins and he met me at the door. Once inside, we moved straight to the bedroom, like I said he was a cute guy, bad taste in underwear. Hanes boxer briefs, not much fun in those things, but I have my own imagination. It seem that he had plans for the night, so I let him take charge of things. He pushed me on to the bed, straddling my chest so his crotch was at my face. He pulled down the front of his shorts and ugly underwear and place the tip of his cock to my mouth. I was not being too submissive to his control and he didn't like it. He started to force it into my mouth and I wanted to see how far he would go. He grabbed the back of my head and lifted it up to meet his cock and keep pressing it in. I finally let his cock into my mouth,it tasted as good as it did the first time. He fucked my mouth, for about ten mins, then telling me to turn over. I'm not much of a bottom, at this point I had only bottom 3 times. But I'm a sucker for a twink that is hung. Plus, the great thing about his cock is that it's about 80% hard till he cums. So it was easier to take then if he was hard. Now, I had used spit and rimmed him before I fucked him a few months ago, there was no way spit would work for this fucking. I was lucky that he had lube, which he said was for his gf pussy when they fucked. He is not a small boy, when it comes to the cock department, he was and still is one of the thicker ones I have taken. With the lube in hand, he started to finger me. I hate fingers, if something is going to go into me, I want something thick. It may have to do with the first two cocks I had taken, they were both good size in girth. So, I informed him to lube up and eat my ass a little. I can be a dominant bottom, I know what I like. He was ok at eating an ass, nothing special but it worked. After about ten mins of munching on my hole, I was more then ready to take a cock and his was more then I needed to itch the need I had. He put the head at my hole and I was more then ready to take it or I thought I was. As he started to push into me, I had second thoughts about being a bottom. I had not taken anything that size before and I was feeling like it was the second coming. I could not believe that it was hurting as bad as it was but on the other hand it was feeling good, knowing that I was taking it. He slowly worked his cock into me, inch by inch it was sliding into me. I would had thought that it would had hurt more then it did, but it was starting to feel good. He slowly worked it in a little and out some and then back in a little more and out some more. He keep telling me how tight I was and that it felt so good, that he would not last long. By the time I was loose to take a hard pounding from him, he was ready to drop his load. He doesn't last long as a top, but with the size of it, you don't want him to last forever. He was starting to get a go pace going, when I felt him get bigger inside of me. Like I said, he is only about 80% hard till he cums. As the pace picked up and he was says that he was getting ready to nut, I could feel him getting thicker inside of me. It was a whole new experience in life, I have ever felt someone get bigger in me like that. It was not just getting a little bigger, he added so much more girth inside me that I knew he was getting ready to cum. It was mind blowing at the size he was getting to inside me. As he pushed all the way in, he held onto me hips and unloaded. It was a great fuck, even if it didn't last long. The only problem was I was still hard and had not blown my load. He stared to pull out and I asked if he could get hard again. He stopped and asked if I wanted a second round, I informed him that I wanted a third if he could.

Friday the 13th, Part 2 With the slam that Tony had just administered, I was definitely feeling a huge rush as my heart pounded the Tina through my veins and into my brain. In less than a minute, my brain sent an urgent message to my ass that I desperately needed to get fucked. Tony was way ahead of me. He knew exactly what I needed. He said, “There’s an adult book store about 6 blocks from here. At this time of day, that’s one of the few places you can get fucked, and it’s especially busy on a Friday afternoon, during commute time, when the business men from downtown stop in there to suck some cock, get their cock sucked, or fuck some ass before they have to get on the freeway and go home to the wife and kids, for the weekend.” Before we went to the adult book store, Tony wanted to get out of his work clothes, so he grabbed a small carry-on bag from his SUV, and changed into a pair of 501’s, boots, and a motorcycle jacket. Last, he pulled his big cock and balls through a snug steel cock ring, then packed everything down one leg of his jeans, making a great bulge as he buttoned up his 501’s. It probably took no more than 2 minutes, but it seemed like it took forever. At last, he was ready to go, and we drove to the book store, parked, and went inside where Tony paid the manager, and we walked back to the video arcade, which was dark except for a row of red light bulbs adding to the glow of the small video screens that lit up each booth. Just as Tony had predicted, there was a pretty good crowd, and more than a few men in business attire. When we saw a guy exiting one of the booths, we both went in, leaving the door ajar. Tony pulled the bench around so that the end of it was close to the wall, directly below a glory hole. Then, he sat on the bench, with his legs together, and motioned for me to lie on top so that my legs were up in the air, and my hole was positioned right at the glory hole. There was a steady stream of men opening the door to our booth, checking us out, then moving on. It didn’t take long for the top guys to figure out that I wanted to get fucked. Very soon, a guy entered the booth next door, and I heard him lock the door. In no time, his cock was hard, and he pushed it through the glory hole, and into my hungry hole, as Tony fed me a couple of hits from a bottle of poppers. At first, the guy fucked me slowly, gradually going deeper, then fucking me harder. I’m into being watched, so it was a big turn on for me to see several guys standing in the open doorway of our booth, watching me get fucked and hearing me moaning loudly with each thrust of the guy’s cock pounding my hole. When he was ready to shoot his load, he slowly pulled back most of the way, then slowly pushed all the way in, again. He did that 3 or 4 times before he suddenly let out a loud moan, and slammed his cock deep inside of me, and held it there. I could feel his cock head throbbing each time he blasted a stream of cum into me. Just when I thought he was finished, he started fucking me again, giving me a good pounding, until his balls were completely drained. Then, he pulled out, and I heard him unlock the door, and exit. The next 5 men who fucked me were all business, each one following a pretty similar pattern of entering the booth, locking the door, pulling out their cocks, stroking themselves hard, then fucking my hole, every one of them fucking me bareback and dumping their loads inside me. Each one quickly buckled up and left. That was fine with me. Just keep the cocks coming (and cumming). When the next guy entered the booth next to ours, I didn’t hear the door being locked, so I knew that he must have wanted the crowd to watch him fuck me. Almost immediately, I saw an extremely thick black cock head at the glory hole. Tony gave me a couple more hits of poppers, then pushed me forward so that my ass was pressed right up against the glory hole. “OH, FUCK, FUCK” was all I could say, feeling that BBC head pushing against my hole until it finally popped past the opening and he was inside. Tony kept feeding me the poppers, and I was glad that the black stud took his time, letting me get used to his size. Still, I was moaning louder than ever, and I was sure that all the guys watching us were really enjoying the show. I was really glad that Tony had slammed me, back at the bar. The Tina was definitely in charge, and it was telling my brain that I needed that BBC fucking me and stretching me, no matter what. The black stud kept up a slow pace, gradually shoving deeper and deeper inside of me until his BBC head was hitting my inner ring. He had to be proud of his size, and I was sure that he wanted me to know it and to remember it. This black stud really knew what he was doing. I felt him carefully bumping his huge cock head against my inner ring, giving me a little time to get used to it, hearing me moaning and sighing with each short jab. Holy fuck, it was incredible. Between the Tina and the poppers, my heart was slamming, continuously, and all I wanted was more. And, I got it. Having lulled me into a state of ecstasy, the black stud held his huge cock head against my inner ring. Without warning, he gave a very quick shove, and forced his way inside my inner ring, locking us together. I let out a very loud gasp, and I was pretty sure that Tony knew what had just happened. He had a big grin on his face, and he just said, “Oh. Yeh !” All the time, he held a firm grip on my hips, keeping my ass firmly pressed up against the glory hole so that I would have to take as much of the BBC as possible. The black stud was rock hard, and I could feel him fucking me past my inner ring, and pulling back only far enough to stretch the ring. I laid there, getting fucked like that for what seemed like a very long time. Then, I could hear his very deep voice groaning, with each short thrust, until he couldn’t hold off any longer. I could actually feel huge jets of cum splattering deep inside my guts. After he had pumped every last drop of cum into me, he waited for his cock to go down. His softening cock head popped back through my inner ring a lot more easily than when it had first been forced in. I could hear him buckling up and getting ready to leave. I watched the open door of our booth, wanting to get a look at the stud who had just given me the greatest fucking of my life. As he walked by, he gave a salute of recognition to Tony, then he gave Tony the, “Call Me” sign.

Damn hot story. Pity the second part has never appeared. Revenge fucking would be good.

I was a rising executive in sales as well as a closet homo. Besides balling my wife I was fucking a little fairy who worked with the other clarical peons in the front office who also gave me good head. I was also the bitch of a couple of men, one a large thirty-five-year-old bear of a man named Henry who worked maintenance in the plant, the other man was a guy named John whom I met in a gas station mensroom one day when I had to piss really bad on my way to the commuter bus stop. John was in his twenties, slender with stringy brown shoulder length hair, a mustache, glasses, dirt under his nails and a nice juicy 7" cut cock. He had a job and his own place so he was a few levels higher than street trash. He had a girlfriend but she gave lousy head and wasnt too attractive. I myself was in my forties, clean cut, average straight looking and acting guy who liked being the person in gay sex acts whether I was sucking cocks or getting fucked as well as being the man, as when I fucked the office punk. I would meet John in the the gas station john and suck him off a couple times a week. Once in a while I also sucked John's toes as I sometimes did Henry's after work. Henry fucked my ass a couple times a week at quitting time, usually in a shower stall in the mens locker room as well as let me suck his cock once in a while but for oral he preferred to hold my head and fuck my mouth which I couldnt take too well. Usually after Henry fucked me I would be horny if I hadnt cummed from getting fucked by him. If I hadnt cummed I would shagg the fairy in his mouth or up his ass depending on which end I felt like fucking at the time. I usually alternated, fucking the poof's ass one time and pumping my next load down his throat the next time. I had been Henry's bitch for over a couple of years and been sucking John off for over six months. I figured John was neg because I never got sick from sucking him off and swallowing his loads. One day, the day before I was to go on my month long vacation, my ass was itching as it usually did a few days after getting fucked but Henry had a date and left right after punching out. It was the day of the week where I also met John. At the mensroom after we hugged and kissed I asked, "John, do you like to fuck ass?" He then tried to hem and haw but I asked him if he had trouble fucking ass. He more or less evaded the question but I was in heat so I told him I would suck his dick clean after he nutted in me. He then said he had no lube with him. When Henry fucked me he usually had some sort of lube which he greased-up with after I sucked his dick hard. I didnt carry lube but we then decided that one of us would jerk me off, then I would suck his dick hard and leave it wet with my spit and we'd smear my cum on it for lube, then he would fuck me. We spat on my hand and I jerked off. I came in a short time, excited that John would fuck me. I knelt as I usually did and he opened the fly of his cut-off jeans and fished out his cut dick which I sucked into my mouth as usual but I sucked it only until I was hard, then left it wet with spit. I then smeared my cum on it and stood up, dropped my pants and bent over, bracing myself on the sink. John spat on my hole and then put his dickhead to it and then grabbed my hips. He thrust and entered me swiftly, hilting himself as I stifled a little yelp from the pain. He held it in and then began fucking me. The pain vanished in just a few strokes and my young somewhat scuzzy stallion fucked me good and hard. His dick was just a bit smaller than Henry's but he fucked me harder and faster, then again we had to finish before someone came into the little mensroom. "Watch the nails, OK?" I asked him. He relaxed his grip on my hips but kept fucking me hard and fast, his pelvis sometimes slapping my ass, as he took his pleasure in my hole. He then fucked me harder and I got turned on so much that had I not I shot my load I would have cummed onto the concrete floor. John increased his efforts and fucked me to victory, pumping his poz load into me, his prick pulsing with each spurt of infected cum. He then hilted himself as he finished shooting his initial volley, then pounded me for another minute tearing me up some more inside. After a few hard thrusts he pulled out of me. I knelt and noticed a tinge of blood on his dick before I sucked his dick clean and kissed it and his balls like I always did with a cock in my mouth. "Man that was a great piece of ass, my dick really felt good, better than the poz holes I fuck. Now that I know you'll suck my dick clean I'll fuck your ass as well as your mouth." John said. "I'd be glad to take it stud." I replied as I pulled my pants up. We hugged and I left. I thought no more of getting fucked by John than I did when Henry fucked me, it was just a really nice feeling being used by a man for his sexual pleasure and being the receptacle for his dick and cum, feeling a man's dick thrusting in me, just as I enjoyed putting that little quiff in the front office in his place with my dick and cum. The vacation went fine until about two and a half weeks in, then I caught what I'd later heard is the "AIDS flu" and realized I had made a monstrous huge mistake by being in heat and letting John fuck me. My wife was concerned and we cut our vacation short and went to the doctor who by then was familiar with the disease which had been around for a dozen years then. He tested me and I showed poz. We were devastated. My wife then gave me the third degree and before vacation was over filed for divorce, accusing me of buying whores or shooting up with dirty needles. I had to shell out for a good divorce lawyer and prove alienation of affection partly because she wouldnt put out which necessitated me needing to fuck someone else. I never mentioned that I was fucking a man(the office poof) or taking the meat and cum of large masculine men(including Henry) in me. Back at work a month later I had to tell Henry the bad news which meant he no longer would use me but he would jerk off into my mouth once in a while. A month after that I had a tiff with the little office poof and persuaded him to take my poz dick up his ass even though he knew I was poz and he wasnt. Fucking him felt good, one of my best feeling orgasms because I was pumping my infected jizz up his neg hole and changing him for life the way John changed my life by having a nice piece of my ass. I returned to sucking John off and taking him up my ass, he replaced Henry as my anal stud.