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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

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 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 think you should go see a doctor and get tested for whatever you are worried about, and treat it if you have caught something. Also, I think you are very worried and scared, more than you really need to be, because you don't know much about these things. My advice (worth its weight in gold!) is to try to relax, and educate yourself, and maybe find some people whom you trust to talk with about it. I realize that last thing might be hard (I'm guessing you are not out as gay?) but it can really help. Here's how I think of it: All these STDs are just diseases like any other ones. Some of them are uncomfortable and some can kill you, but the same is true of all the other diseases you can catch in other ways. So there's no need to freak out, just evaluate the risk/reward equation and decide what is right for YOU. And I don't believe you have to feel guilty about passing diseases on to another person sexually, unless you do it deliberately and deceptively. The world is a dangerous place, and they decided to have sex with you.

-Part 5- We were now in his car- I was filled with anticipation for what was to come. I had asked where we were going and was told not to worry about it. The car came to a stop in a parking lot and he said "come on". I did. I was surprised to find us at an ice cream store. He got us both vanilla soft serve and we sat outside. "It's important to eat, never forget that little one. Maybe later I'll take you to dinner. Or maybe we'll be occupied with other activities" he said. And then something taboo happened: we got to know each other. He told me what had led him to here and I told him about me. He was a good guy. It took away a little of the mystery but now I was even more excited to connect with him. maybe it's the hopeless romantic in me. I wondered if this could ever be something real? That terrified me. ______ "Come on in" He said as he opened the door to his place. "My roomate won't be home for a few hours, This will do for an hour or two- until its time" He led me to his room "I'm just subletting till I find my own place, excuse the mess" I looked around and it was pretty barebones: bed, nightstand and a bunch of boxes against the wall. He came up behind me and started kissing my neck. with his hands at my sides he grabbed at the hem of my shirt and pulled it off. I turned to face him. he was naked except his jock. When had he stripped? It was hot. "What now?" I asked. "Well- that depends how adventurous you are?" "Try me" "famous last words, little one" And then he pulled me to him, making out fiercely. tongues on tongues. Minutes or years passed and he broke us apart and said "follow me". He led me to the en suite bathroom attached to his room and turned on the full shower. While it warmed he explained "We're out of stuff. Just for the moment- but if you trust me I have a plan to keep you feeling good, hop in the shower" I took off my clothes and he hummed in appreciation. I was never one to feel great about my body but he made me feel sexy. I felt seen. I got under the water and the sensation of the warm water cascading down my body was something else all together. He got in and we made out in the steaming shower. feeling each other and jerking each others cocks to full hardness. He had a bottle of lube in the shower and used it to lube his cock and my ass and bent me over. He started to fuck me nice and slow. I was enjoying this moment so much. As he fucked me he pulled himself into me and forced a whisper in my ear "You ready?" "For what?" "For our next adventure" and with that i felt warmth in my ass at first I was confused. Was he filling me with cum? And then I realized...piss. He was filling me with piss. I'd always harbored a secret fetish for piss so moaned in appreciation. "Good boy. Let me fill you up. This isn't just piss. this is chem piss. You'll be soaring again very soon. do you have any for me?" he asked. grabbing a cup from the ledge. Instinctively I knew to follow orders and fill the cup with my own piss. I did. and handed it back to him. he raised the glass in a cheers motion and then brought it to my lips and had me take a sip. Then he drained the rest. By the time he was done the chem piss was starting to take hold. He slipped out of the shower saying "meet me in the bedroom when your ready" . A few minutes late I met him in the bedroom. Things had changed. The blinds were down. a pleather sheet was on the bed. and the contents of one of the boxes had been upended. It was full of sex toys. A few dildos, butt plugs, poppers, cuffs and restraints. And there he was. Sexy as all fuck in a mask, black leather chaps, and a cock ring. he grabbed my hands and cuffed them in a leather cuff. Then forced a black mesh jockstrap on me with a comment that "My dick wasn't necessary right now" He kneeled me on the bed and entered me. Fucking me hard. both of us flying high on the chempiss. So many positions, toys, moment of sweat and sex flashed before my eyes. High on chempiss and poppers, two hours passed effortlessly. I had just relaxed into a post orgasm moment. Content with his cum in my hole when the phone rang. "Yeah?" he answered. A few quick exchanges. Then he hung up. "Okay, little one. It's time." Lets get cleaned up and out the door. Within minutes we were on the road once more. Where to now? I had stopped caring and just trusted I'd get to where I needed to be. End part 5

At the steak house the boys got up and went and talked to a waiter. They seemed to know him Chad use his pad and pencil and made a note and handed it to the waiter and the boys came back and sat down. I said friend from school and they both said yes at the same time and then started shoving steak in like they had not eaten in years. After we left the boys were in the front of the G wagon and Brett leaned back his seat and pulled out his cock and said suck me bitch. So I crawled up and started sucking him. Then Chad pulled my left had to his cock, he was hard as a rock and leaking pre cum by the bucketfuls. I noticed that at some point Bret was rubbing my crotch through my pants. This was the first time any thought had been given to me. I liked it but in my mind I new a good faggot did as he was told and so was not expecting more. At the house we got out and the boys started taking off there shirts as we walked Chad grabbed me and shoved me on the hot tub cover and pulled my pants down. He spit on his hand and cock and the next thing I knew I was impaled on his beautiful cock. He slammed a pill bottle down in front of my face and said we got some Viagra. We plan on tearing up your ass all night bitch. I got so turned on by the nasty talk from the boys. Calling me names and treating me like a piece of property. It did not take long and Chad grunted out take that slut. take that fucking load. After he came down from his climax he pulled out and walked around to my mouth and shoved it in my mouth as Brett who I had been sucking shoved his hard cock in my ass. This went on for hours with the boys taking turns cumming in me, on me and at one point I hear Brett say I going to piss the bitches ass full man and I felt the warm hot piss coming out of his dick and in to me. It was amazing. Brett leaned down to my ear and whispered you ass belongs to ass, you are a god damn faggot and we own your ass bitch, this is all you are good for. The boys were right non of us slept and as morning rolled around, my ass was numb from all the fucking. Chad said we have an early practice today and a team meeting afterwords. Will be back tomorrow bitch, oh and I'm taking the G wagon and I need money for gas its almost empty. I handed him the gas card and he and Brett looked at me and to me I was not allowed to leave the house, no shower, no clothes and I was not to touch my cock. They both smacked my dick and said they didn't know why I had something I would never use it was wasted flesh. I stood and watched as the boys drove away in my new $155000 G wagon thinking to my self what did I get myself into. For 50 year I lived the life of a hermit and one look at a boys crotch and face and now I'm owed by two eighteen year old studs.

Good news & bad news. My job needs me out in San Francisco for the next 2 weeks that’s the good news. The bad news I won’t be with my Bf & Brother and NO parTing as it’s work. As it’s Folsom, I will be a Master-slave and sex toy for Folsom.

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 😉

no it isn't okay. if you're having unprotected sex with an unknown partner, and serostatus isn't discussed, that isn't stealthing. it's just situational ignorance. if the condom fails without assistance, that isn't stealthing. if you're having sex with someone and you've led them to believe that you're negative and/or that you're using an unaltered condom when in fact you aren't, that's stealthing. you don't get to decide what your partner 'really' wants/needs/deserves. there are plenty of guys out there actively looking for poz seed. forcing it on someone who doesn't want it is rape, in my opinion, and that is never okay.

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.

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 figure after a couple of initial stories, I'd give you fine fellas the one you all came here for... I've never really considered myself a "chaser". I got fucked bareback for the first time when I was around 20, but I didn't actively seek it out. A guy I'd met at the local gay bar that evening took me back to his place and just stuck it in unwrapped. I wanted to say stop, but I just couldn't say no. From there on, I was hooked; although, I tried not to do it too often. Fast forward a few years and I turned into a total bareback slut. I found out that I really hated bottoming for a guy wearing a condom as it felt too uncomfortable. There was only one way to do it: skin-on-skin raw. From there on, it was only a matter of time. A few years (and a new city) later, I was logged on to bbrt and a guy visiting my city gave me a quick "Oink". I checked out his profile to find a good looking guy; not mucular, but not out of shape, who had a nice looking cock with a very pronounced vein on the top that started bulging under his skin right under the head. Checking the rest of his profile, I liked what I saw and then got to the bottom corner: My Status - Positive. I was super nervous, but intrigued at the same time. I replied back saying that I liked what I saw and unlocked my photos in return. We agreed that I'd meet him at his hotel room for an afternoon fuck. I arrived at his hotel with my heart practically beating out of my chest. I'd been fucked bareback countless times before that, but this was the first time I was going to get fucked by a guy I knew was poz at the outset. I wasn't sure if I'd go through with it, but a deal is a deal and I wasn't going to stand him up. He let me in, and we made out a bit - making our way over to the bed. We weren't exactly in a rush, and took our time; loads of kissing and slowly stripping of piece by piece. After a bit, I slipped off his boxer-briefs to reveal his rock hard veiny member. It wasn't that large - maybe around six and a half - but had a pronounced curvature to the right. It was quite beautiful, and I just had to get my mouth around it for a while. As usual, I took my time and let my top dictate when he was ready to move on. He let me go for a good bit, moaning in ecstasy the whole time; must have been about 15-20 minutes of it with me alternating between fast and slow. In the back of my mind, I started to wonder if he knew I was neg. It wasn't actually stated on my profile, as I simply put "ask me" as my status; needless to say, he didn't ask. He soon stopped my bobbing on his throbbing cock, and came around the back of me to give me a good rimming. Ever since the first time I had a guy do that, I found that a good rim job practically makes me beg for cock! Similar to how I prefer oral, I let my top just keep going rimming my hole until he's ready to stop - knowing that he's prepped my hole good and well for what comes next. He could tell that he was doing a good job as I kept moaning pleasurably and kept arching my back and ass into his face wanting him to bury his tongue deeper inside me. Soon enough, he rose up, spit on his hand and gently carressed my hole while he wiped his spit on his cock - no lube; this was going to be interesting. The moment of truth was here. He pushed his cock into me gently, and I slowly let him inside. A million thoughts were now going into my head. His cock felt good; his motion was accomodating (not too fast or slow); however, my nerves were getting to me. My top could sense that I wasn't fully relaxed, and offered to stop for a bit. After a short break, we started again; this time feeling a little more at ease. He kept pumping into me for a bit, lasting around 10 minutes or so, before he could tell that I was tensing up again. Fuck - why was I just not letting this happen! He slowly jerked his cock and said that he wasn't going to last much longer. That seemed to be all that needed to be said. At that point, something inside me snapped into place, and I asked him to go back inside me. He pushed slowly back in, and started working me again; beginning very slow and slowly picking up the pace. All of a sudden, I was far more relaxed than before; my top now noticing me fully release myself to his pleasure. He never said this out loud, but a small part of me got an inkling that he knew he was about to dump his poz load into a neg ass. Working his pace up a bit more, I could hear his sounds starting to change; the kind all tops make as their breaths shorten due to their bodies getting more tense in anticipation of release. I knew what I was about to get. My moans turned into "yeahs" and "fuck yeahs" and he started pumping harder. Next thing I know, he pushed all the way in, and let go. We looked deep into each others eyes as he grunted with every shot being emptied inside me. I reached forward and grabbed the small of his back to make sure he didn't slip out. I'd just (knowingly) taken my first load of poz cum. I suddenly felt free. My top could sense my relief - even though he never vocalised it. He stayed inside me until he softened up and fell out. I then reached forward and felt my wet hole; bringin my fingers forward, I saw a bit of white goo with a slight pink tint to it. That must have happened when I tensed up due to nerves. Whatever the case, I then discovered my affinity for the forbidden fruits of my sexual labour. We parted ways shortly after. He came back through town a few times afterwards, and we always made time to meet up for a repeat. To this day, I get the feeling that he knew he was likely the one that may have converted me. He made me into the bottom slut I've become, and I'll be forever grateful...

Last night I offered my ass up to the same guy from my previous post. He shows up and I suck him and he fucks me on my back but couldn’t cum. Said he had just jerked off so he was spent. No big deal but I was a bit miffed inside because all the cleansing one goes through in preparation. Anyhoo I’m sitting at work this morning and a young 21yo hits me up via Grindr. Wants me to come suck him and get fucked. Of course I’m game so we arrange a time. On the way to his place I’m worried about what might happen since I couldn’t wash out before going. Last thing I wanna do is ruin his experience with me. I bury this feeling and forge ahead. Upon entering his house awaits a very skinny young man. His living area was the only thing situated in his house so he offers up his couch. He sits down and whips out a nice 7 plus inch cock that I immediately take into my mouth. It was so tasty and long I couldn’t get enough. I was deep throating him then licking his shaft and balls then back to sucking and working my tongue back to deep throat. On and on I went for ages before finally standing up and pulling my jeans down. I put lube on my fingers and thrust them up my fuck hole. I reached back while bent over his coach pulling one cheek to the side so he had a good view of his target. Min a flash his cock was buried to his balls and nice deliberate thrusts into my ass pipe followed. He didn’t last long, maybe 3 minutes but each stroke was fabulous. He jammed his cock deep as he unloaded his nuts deep into my slutty ass. I could feel his cock pumping it into me. After he had bred me I thought oh no is this gonna be messy when he pulls out. I was so relieved his cock was only glistening with his cum when he pulled out. We thanked each other as I pulled up my pants. Lube and possibly cum wet all around my hole. I am still enjoying that feeling as I type this.

I am the younger of a set of fraternal twins. Our experimenting began during our bath time. We were curious and explored. My further curiosity lead to initiating contact while my twin slept. When he woke, he pushed my hand away ~ I pushed his hand away and took him in my mouth. I enjoyed sucking him for years. When older brothers moved out, I moved to another room down the hall. It wasn't long after that that I was wakened by his cock rubbing my lips. After a few nighttime visits like that... he got up on the bed (I was on my stomach) pulling @ my underwear.... and attempted to stick 'it' in me. The second/third try he entered me.... he wasn't able to cum BUT had an orgasm. Many times later... probably 3/4yrs. ~ I felt his cum inside me. NOTHING about these experiences was forced... I LOVED the feel of his fluids dripping out of me... I'll never forget the first time I heard him coming down the hall {late at night mind you}. I was already sideways on the bed, undies off, butt up, waiting to be mounted. 😏 wonderful memories.

I love to read how we are often different when it's about sex. It's so rich and complexe !

Good luck. There is some good stuff out there. I bought one on eBay. Brand is InTouch. Very thin material, unlined, 1" side and low back. Makes a great bulge and becomes slightly transparent when wet so I can only wear it where it doesn't raise straight eyebrows but it certainly helped me getting attention and new 'friends'.

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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.

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.

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.

I was at a sex party. I was in a cage, naked, with my butt backed up to the bars, getting fucked by some old, fat guy outside the cage, and I'm beating my meat, and I look up, and there's a guy from work watching. Grinning. We don't work in the same dept., and we're not really friends, and we've never spoken of it, but... you know when he sees me in the food court, or an elevator, that's what he thinks of. And I wonder how many people he's told. And that is so fucking hot.

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 can't speak for anyone else here, but I don't think it's morally okay, especially when it comes to the health of another person. The real question though is whether Breeding Zone is the most appropriate place to contemplate about society's or one's own moral standards.

I saw a posting on another website asking where some good glory holes were in Denver. I put together this list. I thought someone here might find this info worthwhile. Several of the Pleasures arcades have glory holes. They charge $10 to go in. That $10 ticket is good until midnight, and it's also good at all of the Pleasures arcades in town. Pleasures on North Washington and 70th Ave.is one of the bigger/busier ones. It's just off North I-25. Take the 70th Ave exit, but watch out, cuz if you're not careful, you could end up on I-76. Another good Pleasures is the one on West Alameda about 3 blocks west of Federal Blvd. It's usually busy. Their "Flagship store" is the Pleasures on West Colfax and King, just west of Federal. It's extra big since they took over the porn theaters next door and incorporated them into the arcade. The place is usually pretty busy, but because it's so big, it doesn't seem busy. It also costs a little more. They charge $12 instead of $10, but again, it's good all the Pleasures in town. If you have a $10 ticket from one of the other arcades, you have to pay an additional $2 when you go to the West Colfax Pleasures. Pleasures on far East Colfax at Uinta St. is small but pretty busy. Pleasures by the Park on East Colfax and Adams St. near downtown is medium sized, and can be busy. Pleasures on South Broadway and West Bayaud Ave is miniscule, 4 booths, I think. But both pairs have glory holes. (Years ago this was the largest Pleasures arcade in town with a couple dozen booths and lots of glory holes. It was ALWAYS super busy. But the vice squad made them get rid of all the arcade booths at that location. The just added the 4 booths a couple years ago.) Pleasures on North Federal and West 66th Place rounds out the list of Pleasures in town with an arcade. It's tiny, 6 booths, but it can be busy. There are a handful of other arcades that have glory holes. Adult World on North Federal and 66th Avenue is just a block south of that Pleasures location. Adult world costs $7 to enter their arcade in the basement. It's a fairly large arcade with several glory holes, and it's usually pretty busy. Romantix on South Sante Fe and Mississippi is a large arcade with a few glory holes. It's sometimes busy, sometimes not. It costs $6 for a token card that runs out of credits pretty fast. You either need to add money to your token card or drop dollar bills. Romantix in Capital Hill on East Colfax and Washington is small, but can be busy since it's about the only arcade left near downtown. There are a number of other arcades in town, but none of them have glory holes as far as I know. There are random glory holes throughout the city that are not part of any arcade, but they are all single glory holes and usually hit and miss. There you have it. A pretty extensive list of glory hole arcades in Denver. It's pretty scary that I know that much information about porn arcades. Shows you where I've spend a lot of my time...LOL. I LOVE getting fucked through a glory hole. I'll suck cock through glory holes, but only long enough to get the guy hard so I can mount his raw cock. It's one of my favorite ways to get fucked and bred.

(aka From cautious to chaser) Drew started down the slippery slope when visiting a public toilet in a park. As he was relieving himself, another guy entered and instead of urinating started to wank his dick. The sight of this, turned Drew on and before he knew what was happening he was sucking thus guy off. As a result Drew started visiting this place regularly to suck and be sucked. After a few such encounters, people started either wanting to fuck him or be fucked by him. Drew would have none of that! This changed, however, when Drew came to the park, bringing with him a men's magazine just purchased that included a special gift of a condom. After perusing the magazine, the sexual tension got too much and he proceeded to the toilets to wank off his cock. Whilst he was in the cubicle another man entered the toilets and started wanking himself off at the urinals. Drew spotted him and joined him. But after some sexy playing with each other, the man said how much he like to be fucked. Drew thought that he did after all have a condom on him and agreed to do so. The next stage down the slippery slope and he wrapped his cock with the condom and started fucking this stranger. The excitement was too much and before long he'd shot his load. Thereafter Drew would bring a packet of condoms with him to satisfy the needs of several demanding men in the park's toilet block. Sometimes, some of the guys he met would try to Drew. Even with a condom, there was no way Drew would risk this and would always refuse. This changed when a newbie in his late teens who was still a virgin, eagerly desired to fuck Drew. Knowing his status, having played with him a few times, Drew acquiesced to allow the youth to take his anal virginity. It was very difficult for the youth to shove his erection up Drew's virgin hole and when he finally managed it, the pain was so unbearable that Drew had to get him to pull out almost immediately. Although, the experience had been initially unpleasant , it did lead Drew further down the slippery slope, now Drew became willing to be fucked with a condom. Drew started frequenting a popular cruising site. There he was often in demand to fuck or be fucked. Drew remained cautious and always fucked with a condom, despite offers to do without. One interesting feature at this site, on hot sunny days many frequenters would walk around the site absolutely naked. Sometimes Drew also went naked. It was this that eventually led Drew further down the slippery hole. As Drew was walking naked along one of the quieter side paths of the site, he espied a good-looking naked young man in his early twenties. This man was obviously interested in Drew and headed further into the bushes and found a secluded clearing. When he got there the young man went onto his knees offering his arse to be fucked. Only condoms were not on offer. Drew was torn between fucking him sheathless and walking away. But the temptation got too much for him and before he knew it, he had gone further down the slippery hole! Drew squirted lube on his now erect penis and entered the man bare. He thrust in and out with his bare cock until the excitement of the situation became too much for Drew and he shot his load inside the man. Not only was the young man very appreciative,but asked Drew to felch his cum around inside him. Yet another new experience for Drew. After that Drew went on to fuck other men bare, but was always careful not to let anyone fuck him bare. Once again Drew started further down the slippery slope, as he was fucking another guy bare in a coppice within the cruising site, when another guy came along to see what was happening. Drew, being an exhibitionist at heart, welcomed the attention and was happy for onlookers to admire him pistoning in and out of this man. The watcher wanked himself off to the sight, but much to Drew's surprise, he suddenly felt the man shove his cock up Drew's arse. The man must have presumed Drew was happy to be fucked bare if he was fucking another guy bare. Drew so enjoyed the experience of this bare cock up him that he let the man fuck him for a while, before ensuring he stopped short of cumming inside him. There was no way, Drew was going to let that happen to him. After that from time to time, Drew allowed people to fuck him bare but with always the proviso that they weren't to cum inside him! There's was absolutely no way that Drew would go down the slippery slope any further, was there? He popped into a local toilets that was used for cottaging. Several men were wanking themselves in the urinals. Drew went into one of the cubicles and also started getting himself erect, when one of the others in the bloc joined him within the cubicle. Drew sucked the man off and when he was fully erect, he was very keen to fuck Drew bare within the cubicle. It didn't take much to persuade Drew to turn around and bend over within the confined space to accommodate this man's bare dick inside him. He forcefully fucked Drew. There came a point when Drew felt the time had come for this man to withdraw to avoid spilling his semen inside him, so Drew tried to pull away but was rather stuck within the small confines of the cubicle. The man continued his onslaught. On no less than four occasions Drew tried to pull out but to no avail! Then the man pulled out, but Drew then noticed to his horror that the man's cock was coated with fresh jizz. He had come inside Drew bare! Drew didn't immediately become a cumdump far from it. Although he continued to fuck people bare, he still refrained from being fucked bare. Often he still used condoms. But he continued down the slippery slope when he was sucking a guy off in the darkroom. The angle Drew was at was perfect for people to come up behind him and stick their cocks right up his bare arse, which is what one guy proceeded to do. Drew was surprised by this man's no-asked bare entry, but he enjoyed the feeling so let him continue, whilst he continued to suck on cock. The man's ploughing of Drew's arse kept apace with Drew's sucking of the other's cock until in synchrony they both blew their load. Drew enjoyed his first experience of simultaneously receiving two loads, one oral, one anal. This just pushed him further down the slippery hole! Drew started to take bare cock, throwing caution to the wind, except he still did not knowingly accept poz cocks. Drew was now kidding himself as he happily accepted any cocks without asking. He particularly enjoyed one occasion when in the darkroom, he was taken by four different men, all who spunked deeply into his hole, so that their sperm started oozing out of his arse. Drew craved and got more of this action. He continued down the slippery hole! Encouraged by barebacking sites that insisted it was safe to be barebacked by those who were poz but on medication, he took his next step down the slippery hole by contacting someone, who described himself as poz on meds. He arranged to meet him for an anonymous fuck. Drew arranged to let himself into the man's house and find him inside with his arse lubed and ready to be taken. Drew entered gingerly and found the man lying on his bed naked and ready for action. Drew spent little time with preliminaries, dropping his pants, stroking his cock erect and then plunging it into his first acknowledged poz bottom. Down the slippery slope Drew went as he shoved his cock down the man's slippery hole! Drew was really turned on by what he was doing and thrust in and out quickly. Just as quickly he came to a climax, splattering the inside of the poz bottom with his negative spunk. Drew left without further ado, but determined to find another poz on meds arse to fuck. There was, of course, no way he was going to let a poz fuck his arse! Drew next went to visit another contact, who was also poz on meds, and attended his local sauna. He met up with him and they went into a private cubicle, where they spent time sucking one another off before Drew got himself ready and placed his cock against the bum crack of another poz arse. He pushed in firmly added by the lubrication of saliva and found a welcoming hole within. Drew enjoyed fucking yet another bare poz arse. It turned him on, but he felt reassured that he didn't think it was too risky. The excitement led him to ejaculate inside quite quickly. But the session wasn't over as his contact wanted to be sucked off by Drew. As he sucked him off so the wonderful cock grew in his mouth and Drew realised he wanted this cock up his arse. Knowing his status, but that he was on meds, made Drew feel okay about doing so and yet once again it pushed Drew further down the slippery slope as this magnificent specimen was pushed bare up Drew's arse. Drew was surprised how much he was turned on by the experience of receiving a bare poz cock up his arse and longed for his poz, albeit it undetectable, seed would flood his insides. It wasn't long before his desire was realised and the cock pulsed as great wads of poz sperm shot up his hole. Drew wanted more, did this include going that final slide down the slippery slope and accepting an unmedicated poz cock? Things progressed faster than Drew could have imagined, he was contacted on a barebacking site by someone very close in his vicinity, but who was described as poz not on meds. Drew replied that he was willing to meet up, but who only be prepared to fuck him and not be fucked by him, rationalising this might be safer. The following evening he popped round to the man's house. They soon got down to business and the guy was happy to accept Drew's full grown cock up his arse. Drew picked up a good rhythm and was completely turned on by the experience of fucking his first fully poz arse. So he descended even further down the slippery slope, no longer cautious in his actions, Drew had effectively become a chaser. Drew blasted his load inside the man and presumed this was the end of the proceedings, but the guy had other plans. He persuaded Drew to accept his cock up inside him, agreeing that he would withdraw if requested. Drew felt really turned on, but scared as he accepted the man's poz cock up his arse. The man ploughed Drew's arse really well and Drew was enjoying the feeling of bare cock inside him. Drew was now descending to the bottom of the slippery pole as the man's pole slid up his slippery arse. This carried on for quite some time before Drew called a halt to the proceedings fearing the danger of him accidentally shooting his toxic load inside him. Drew got the shock of his life as the man withdrew his now wilting cock from Drew's hole for it was covered in spunk. He insisted that he would have withdrawn at any time if Drew had asked him, but considering he had not, he happily shot his very toxic poz cum inside Drew.! Drew had now slipped to the very bottom of the slippery pole!

Last night while I was slutting my ass at my usual hotel and Top #3 with the big cock and the aggression to match was railing me, I happened to catch sight of myself in the nearby mirror. I saw my body positioned in a way that any observer could not mistake for anything other than deeply submissive receptive sexual intercourse. My legs were splayed broadly to the sides, my ass hiked up and cocked at an angle to point my hole upward, my back was arched backward in a crescent, my head flung back along the same curve, and my arms supporting me straight ahead with fists full of bedspread. And of course, a man was fucking me. But that instant of seeing myself “from the outside” made me acutely aware of how I must appear to other Men who see me when I take cock or wait for it ass-up. Even I could look at myself and see something somehow not quite male - something that had been devolved to another purpose so as to be useful to actual Men. This was emphasized when the Top later put his hand on the small of my back to force my torso flat onto the bed so that he could concentrate on drilling my hole. Even though I knew the person in the mirror was obviously me, the mirror made it easier to consider myself more as a sexual object than as a person, and read the Top’s use of me in that context. I’m still not sure how I feel about it all, except that the experience deepened my sense of submission, of worth only as a sexual outlet, and as a person easily controlled by the sensations in his own flesh. In the mirror, my body betrayed to anyone watching exactly what that fucking felt like for me - and even made me see it in a more intimate, revealing way. No wonder an audience tends to gather when my bathhouse room door is left open when I’m being fucked...

There - that’s what I’m talking about, what I’m trying to find, along with the addition that the Top takes it for granted that he can fuck me with abandon, throw his whole sexual self into it, Dominate me, hate-fuck me, cock me down, own me - whether it’s simply all about him, or whether he wants to show me how a Man fucks a faggot.

Fairly regularly, I feel a Top’s cock pulse as he shoots his load. Less often—yet sometimes—I feel the warmth of the cum being shot in me. Once, I was being fucked from behind by a younger Top and was on my knees pushing back on his cock that felt so good because it was piercing my 2nd hole. When he came, he shot an unbelievable amount of cum in me...so much so that my gut actually gurgled as it moved up inside of me. I’m a champ at keeping loads inside of me, yet there was absolutely no way I could keep all of this guy’s load in me. We’ve all seen vid clips of guys that keep shooting and shooting what is a massive load. It’s called hyperspermia. I believe this guy was hyperspermic.

I don’t know how many times I have read this!!! I would love to be the reporter.

Also you must take into context "regular" if you only douch for sex then you will be fine. Unless you one of those super lucky bottoms that get fucked everyday and douching is the least of your health concern. Just take omega or fish oil tablets before and after every douch and probiotics or yogurt and have a bottle of Gatorade or a banana ready during your fucks so you don't pass out from electrolyte depletions. The problem is most of these studies do not factor in a gay bottoms lifestyle.

Coño brother this story just keeps getting better and better...

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.

I'v been actively seeking out studs with blisters-luv popping them in my mouth, then having the cock in my ass.

This bottom cumslut has never asked for a condom and I can’t think of the last time I asked about status. If a cock gets anywhere near my mouth or ass, it’s going in me with or without(preferable) a condom. I know of at least 2 guys who fucked me who undetectable. They didn’t disclose and I didn’t ask. Lately I have been looking at poz profiles...

Hawaii - I met a couple visiting staying at the Hilton. They wanted me to go to their room, strip, baseball cap, ass up and face down. The room will be darken and they did not want to see my or their face. I offered to bring my blindfolds. They were more than thrilled. I prep myself and head into Waikiki via Lyft. Didn’t want to waste anytime getting a raw load. I get to their floor and they text me through Grindr which room. I go to room and sure enough it’s dark. I strip and get in position. Further detail instructions were given. I’m thinking these guys are probably European, possibly German on how detailed they wanted. First BF comes and I’m instructed to suck his cock until he’s ready to fuck. I do so and he stands behind me and pounds away. Cum in dripping out of my hole after he screens from the deep orgasm. Cock twitching in my smooth velvety Asian pussy. Boyfriend comes in from the dark. No lube. He tease my hole with the head of his raw cock. He’s putting the dripping fun of his bf on his dic. He’s bigger than his BF and presses in. The fucker is huge. I don’t feel anything really but a heavy presser just pressing against my hole and my hole ain’t budging. Finally he pull out spits and rubs it against my hole. I fell he cock violently pushes in and meets the pool of cum in there then fucking. The long pulling in and out as I feel his raw cock is. Not just fucking but pulling my anus out of my body. My home is stretched out clinging shameless on his raw cock as he drives right back in. I could. Stay here forever it felt so good, he makes sure that I’m absorbing his BF dna and I feel the cum dry out. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it, the slippery feeling of fresh cum squirts in and a roar of a fantastic injection from this stud erupts in me. He pulls out and retreats to the bathroom yo wash off his dick. My cue to get out. I’m dazed, flush and in heat. I decided to head to the Waikiki video booths and see what’s offering today. Take another Lyft there with two loads dripping down my leg and me hungry for even more loads.

On regular cruises there is ample opportunity to find cock. Most cruises will have a "Friends of Dorothy" event toward cocktail time. You'll find these listed on the daily activity sheet that's put in your room each day. "FOD" is a code dating back decades; the cruise line welcomes gay travelers and this is their way of providing a way to meet other gays on the cruise. This is usually a "private" event with a cash bar, free appetizers in a meeting room on the ship; it is usually very discreet. Now for the fun pick-ups. I go on several cruises per year and I go solo. There is just too much action. Face it, you're with a huge group of people so there are going to plenty of gay men around. The easy way to find the gay men are to go to the photo postings. The cruise line photographers take pics of everyone boarding and then they post in the shopping area for people to buy. There's no names but you can see who the two guys are that came on together, or even better the guy that comes on with his Mom. Then there are the married guys or those with their GF. The first night they're getting slammed and being very romantic. The first night is not good for hunting however, by the second night they are starting to look for new adventures. I always look for small out of the way bars. There will be several on the ship. Find one you like, tip the bartender well, and stay at that bar. People cycle through these bars about half hour. Be talkative with the guys, men let their guard down. Plus by tipping the bartender, they're going to be your friend and chat with you a lot. That says to other passengers you're a good guy. These passenger guys have been drinking all day and are in a party mood. Around the second day, guys want to be with guys and women have found their friends to shop on the ship. No matter, I average at least 3 cocks per night before getting my "overnight" guest. Then there's the daytime while in port. Don't leave the ship. Stay on the ship, hang out at the little bar and you'll be amazed at who will stop by to chat and he's bored. Keep in mind, I travel solo so don't need to worry about coordinating with a cabin mate. For any of this to work, get out of the gay bar mentality and do not pose. This is a vacation, so up beat and talkative is the secret sauce. For my finial each night I go on the hunt in the casino. I spend a lot of time around the craps table. This is where the testosterone is in the air, men are being men and they are drunk. There's winners and loser there, your job is work the one you want to help "celebrate or console." By the 3rd night of a cruise, the casino staff knows what I'm up to and usually point me in the right direction. A nice tip helps the process along. There are slow times in the casino usually during dinner. Sit down, play a game and chat it up with the casino staff. Regarding staff, there are some very hott men working on these ships; however, there are really strict policies for them. No Fraternizing. I've connected with many cruise staf but the time and circumstances were right. If you try to make it happen you'll just frustrate yourself. One trick is to get to a show early each night, get a front row seat and make eye contact with your target on stage. During the evening or day you'll see him onboard like a passenger; they use the pool and go to the bars. If you're in the same seat two nights in a row, the cast remembers you. Go up and talk with him and compliment on his performance when you see him around the ship. Every time I meet an entertainer, it's in the late night "dance" bar. I'll follow the one I'm interested in when he heads to the restroom. I don't approach in the restroom but just kind of bump into him in the hall. These guys are ultra paranoid about breaking the rules of fraternizing with passengers. If all of this fails or just not your style, there's the hook up place that's been known since passenger ships started sailing: the steam room. Every ship has a very nice steam room. This is where the Bi and married guys go. Plan on around 5:00. Bi and married guys say to their wife/GF that they're going to go get a steam and shower down in the locker room. Women love this. The cabins are small and bathrooms even smaller. Women want their time alone to get ready do their make-up etc. Generally, the guys heading to the steam room aren't gay and you probably won't get any ass action. But it is hott!! There are ground rules for steam rooms around the world, they hold true on ships too. Most guys will have a towel on, you should too. Then a little rubbing and some wood, then nature takes it's course. So here's a nice primer for you on cruise ship play time. Final note, avoid cruises that are overload with families especially those out of Port Canaveral. You'll get action, it's just a lot more difficult. Cruises out of Ft Lauderdale have always been my most productive because they are geared toward higher priced demographic; which tends to be open to new experiences. (Note, that is a good line when a "straight guy" starts to back out. Just mention that this is a cruise and new experiences are part of the adventure; the alcohol will usually get their brain back in the right place). My best cruise ever is the one out of Galveston going to Mexico. This is a serious drinking, gambling cruise that's loaded with red neck Texas bubbas. Get some drinks in them, their big hair wives want to go to bed at 11, and they're out with their buddies. At blackjack or the craps table they will start talking about how great it would be to get a BJ.............it all depends on your talent.

I've had a dry spell in my little rural town in upstate New York. I was so horny this weekend and was on all the Apps looking for a top to give me a load. Feeling a little desperate, I finally hit on a very nerdy, skinny looking guy who was half my age. He had chatted with me a few times but I brushed him off based on his profile and his photos. I sent him a message and asked if he was still interested. Thankfully, he was. I went to his apartment expecting the worst. He was as small as I figured (short and thin) and he appeared like and had the mannerisms of a real nerd. We kissed and I was surprised that it was as good as it was. The guy knew how to kiss. He led me to his bedroom and he awkwardly undressed as I yanked off my shorts and shirt to stand before him naked. And there he was naked, very attractive body and sporting a large, uncut cock. He was hard in no time and I was down on it in no time. Sucking him and deep throating him was pure joy. We got onto his bed and he mounted me missionary style. I was feeling his beautiful go in and thrust slowly in and out of my hole. It felt great and he was wonderful at it all. He was very passionate and laid on top of me tight. We kissed during most of it and I held him tight. Even though he was mostly quiet, his breathing and thrusting changed so I knew the load was cumming. It was great. He unloaded in me and didn't stop. He switched to slow thrusting and kind of churned his load in me for a while. It was fantastic. I so want to be fucked by him again. I really learned that a profile and photos can be very misleading. I wish I had said yes to him earlier.

PART 4 He got a look in his eye that I craved. Carnal. He told me to lie back and I obeyed. He lay on top of me and we started to make out fiercely. His hands roamed my body past my cock which was not erect and to my hole. the second I felt him at my ass I knew I needed it. I craved it. He knew what I needed and well and pushed his fingers in. My ass was ready for it and more. he fingered me and I greedily took it all while enjoying every heightened sensation. He moved around and his beautiful hard cock was in my mouth. I got him nice and wet, then he turned me over onto my stomach with force, pulled my ass up and shoved his prick in my awaiting hole. It was heaven. I was luxuriating in the feel of his rough fuck. The next hour flashed by in hot moment of other worldly pleasure. Flesh. Cock. Hole. Cum. It felt like moments, it felt like a lifetime. I felt so connected to this man who had opened my world. Around halfway through the second hour he said the sexiest thing: He asked, holding up the syringe "are you ready for more?". "Yes" He set to work prepping round two and then tied off my arm again, I was transfixed on the process this time. I felt connected to the rig as it flashed, loved the slow urgency with which he emptied the contents into my vein. Again a mischievous grin crossed his face "A bit more this time." he untied the tourniquet and said simply "Enjoy, pig" My ears started ringing. I couldn't breath. A cough- the feeling of complete freedom, horniness and pleasure overtook me. I touched myself all over. I was right next to him. touching my cock and staring at his needle like it was porn. Watching him slam was better than any of the slam videos I'd seen. It made me hot all over to see his blood register and I undid his tourniquet. He coughed and as soon as that cleared grabbed me and we kissed as if it was the only thing in the world, because for us it was. Passion like I'd never experienced, we quickly moved through what had up til then been in my repetoir and started to play with new things. Hours passed in a frenzied, naked, carnal moment. Things started to calm down a little and I came back into my body enough to realize the time. Shit- My room mate would be home from work soon. I had to end this, had to get him out. She couldn't see me like this, she couldn't know. But... I wasn't ready to be done. The thought alone filled me with yearning. I had just been set free by this gorgeous man with his taut body and beautiful ways. I told him my room mate would be home soon and he'd have to go. As if sensing my hesitation he said "Do you want me to go?" "No, but..." "Do you want to go with me?" "Go with you to where?" He reached out his hand "Do you want to go with me?" he asked with more authority. Less question and more command. I was a smart guy I thought through the possibilities of where this could go. I knew I should have said no. I knew I was in over my head already and too much adventure for one day... who knew what would happen. But in spit of all this rational thought... "Yes." "Yes, what?" "I want to go with you... sir" End part 4 Two more parts to go for this particular story

Poppers make my cock harder and a myself a much more dumb breeder. In a good breeding sessions they should always be there.

I was double penetrated by two bull tops. It was hot af. They stretched and wrecked my ass. But I endured it to satisfy those Alpha Males. My hole even bled. Those Men turned my ass into a cunt. My ass eventually tightened back up some but I can get pounded by single dicks easily. I guess those Bulls did me a solid by making me a pussy boy. To me, a pussy boy will let a huge dick wreck and stretch his ass all to satisfy the current Alpha Male.

You needn't apologize young man, you're absolutely correct!

4th of July fuck Waikiki Video arcade So I had a dry spell so bad... I was topping instead of bottoming. Finally my ass needed cum, so I went into Waikiki seeing what I can get at the video arcade. The clerk who is not very attentive, never bothers to check so it’s virtually and orgy sometimes lol load#1 was from a decent size Filipino. He fucked and bred me through the hole. Went in bare and bred me really loud. Practically screaming how good it was.. Load#2 was from the black guy watching me get fuck. Hard as a rock waiting for his turn and when he got it, emptied his balls into my dripping hole. Load#3 Filipino guy was turned on by watching this, bred me again with the other guys cum as lube. Load#4 White guy, asked me if I get test and clean. I reassured him I was (yeah I am but I don’t know about the 3 raw loads I just took) he was thick and hard. I tried with the previous loads and spit. I burn so he passed KY lube, which is not the same for me. He long ducks me and splits my hole wide. He whispers about his friend wanting to fuck and I said sure. Load 4 wrecks my hole and plants a gallon of cum. Load #5 cums in smaller but energetically and cums all the way in. They high five and talk about me in the third person. “That cunt was good thanks for sharing, That was hot.” I was just a fuck hole tonight.

Agreed 100% ^ I love the bending over, the anticipation, the first feeling of the cock head pressing against my butthole and it opening and that first slide in...of pure cockmeat.....

I love going to the baths, and I'm neg. I respect the chasing fantasy, but it's not what I want. I just want to enjoy sperm and not think of HIV at all. I'm on PrEP, so that's exactly what I get: Lots of sex, no condoms, no worries.

Been made to pass out in a sexual encounter before, wasn't expecting it and didn't get fucked whilst out.. but that experience made me to experience exactly that... being used whilst unconscious, someone filming it and then made to watch what happened to me when I'm awake again.

If you want to stay neg get on PrEP then enjoy taking cock at the baths. The biggest part of the fun is getting loads from people you don't know/haven't met/haven't screened. And having other guys watch...and then load you after.

The site is called breeding zone not pozzing zone so someone can be on here because they like to get bred (fucked bareback) but would prefer to remain HIV-.

A couple of things As many others have stated you really have to assume that all your partners are poz at least from a rick point of view. Guys who go to baths logically are more likely to have more partners. Just because you just met someone (online, at a bar, through friends) does not mean he was not at the baths last night. From my personal experience I do see way more bareback at the baths than I used to. For relationship reasons I had a few years away from the baths and when I started going again in early 2011 I observed way more bareback than even 3 or 4 years previously. I have also experienced a fair number of guys just try to cme up from behind and start barefucking me. That being said, I am a neg guy (tested recently) who wants to stay neg and loves the baths for the variety, anonymity and choice, and because my thing is big uncut dicks which are much easier to screen for at a bath, However this for me means no bareback (i slipped a couple of times for a few minutes) and all loads go down my throat. Much as I would love to take loads and I found bare fucking both physically and psychologically more pleasurable I can't take that risk.

I used to hate the terms 'pussy' and 'cunt' when used in a gay context. Now I'm OK with them. In fact I sorta like them when they're used in relation to a really masculine guy who's clearly not trying to be a girl.