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This story is not true but inspired by a comic I found online. Enjoy. Having just turned 18, I was not going to go trick or treating on my block except Mr. Kleberger, my neighbor, asked me to walk with his twin sons who were probably 7 or 8 at the time. I was in high school, so I wasn't even going to dress up, but my mom said I had to help him and I begrudgingly agreed (plus he was going to pay me and college would be expensive). Since it was last minute, I didnt have a costume and i was secretly relieved that i wouldnt be in danger of having to wear something embarassing on the off chance that i might see someone from ould wear a costume he had and you can imagine my face when I arrived after school and the costume choices were either a toga with some leather arm bands and boots or a Scottish wedding tux complete with kilt. The kilt was too big for me to wear, so I wore the toga and he wore the kilt/tux, while the boys wore Superman and batman costumes. Mr. Kleberger told me his wife was visiting some friends in another state that weekend and it would just be us for the evening, which I heard through a fog that clouded my brain power, brought on by the view of my neighbor and his hot former army ranger body and perfect pink cock. I must have been staring because he volunteered that the kilt was what he wore in his wedding and underwear was never worn between a kilt and a cock. I had a hard time trying to keep my own dick from tenting the toga, which made him notice that you could easily see my boxer briefs under the thin white material. At his urging, I agreed to see if something of his would fit me and not show through as much, but I was flabbergasted by his nonchalant lifting of the costume and tugging down my undies, which made me shoot to full mast while he kept the toga up with a haND and used his other hand to rifle thru his underwear drawer, a prolific collection of briefs, thongs and bikinis in every material and color under the sun. Despite the goal of keeping the underwear from showing beneath the toga, he produced a few bikinis in red, blue and green and helped me try on each one, fondling my package each time as he stood behind me so we could get a good look in the mirror. Next came some more logical options in the form of a few white and flesh colored thongs, and with those he began using his fingers to also lightly work my cheeks and butthole "so the thong lies str8 along the butt crack." Obviously there was more than just the fit causing his handy work, but my naive brain ignored any sexual interest possibly occurring since he was married to a woman. I loved the look of the thongs but he still wasn't satisfied until a lightning dawned on him and he dashed into his office and returned with a package from some online underwear store, newly acquired by him just in time to produce the perfect solution to my toga's dilemma, a white g-string made of the silkiest softest white mesh i'd ever seen or felt. Amazingly fortuitous that he happened to order the new mesh number a few weeks earlier and had yet to open them up. When I bent over to pull the undies up my legs, I felt the soft woolly texture of the kilt pressing against my thighs and smooth butt cheeks, but there was something odd about how it was pressing into me. Somehow the kilt was not hanging down in a normal fashion, but seemed to be wedging itself into the space under my balls and butt. As I finished pulling them up, Mr. K adjusted the kilt so that it slid open and I gasped because all that was left between my thighs, tickling the underside of my balls, was his semi hard dick. He pulled my hips in and lifted the toga up under my arms so his cock was thrusting ever so slowly into the tight envelope between my legs and testicles, whole his fingers adjusted and caressed my desperately hard dick, as it leaked precum through the mesh like a waterfall. "Don't worry about that," I recall him assuring me that it was normal to get excited by the smooth fabrics and no reason to be ashamed of what was just our normal physical response, according to the man whose cock was now dragging across my asshole with each slow movement along my crack. I can't remember exactly how I reacted to his assurances but I am guessing what I thought was a non commital shrug was probably a shudder of ecstacy accompanied by a list full moan. The doorbell rang and Mr. Kleberger was instantly unhooked from where his dick had been working up my ass crack, and I watched in what seemed like slow motion as his dick disappearedunder the kilt with a long string of precum connecting the head, now a much more red shade than the soft pink it had been when it was soft, to a spot hidden somewhere around the point at which the cock pouch met the string on the undies I was wearing. Somehow he managed to press his hard on up against his waist where it could not be detected , then recovered it all with the plaid skirt and headed to answer the trick or treaters at his front door. By the time I got my dick to go down, and readjusted my toga to where you could only barely see that I was still at half mast, another load of trick or treaters had come and gone and the boys were desperate to get going and get some candy. Mr. Kleberger told me that he would stay at the house to answer the door, and asked me me to take the boys through the neighborhood, but not to go past the two streets on either side of our street, and a suggestion that we stop at the house in between the two halves to get defrosted before headin out again. (This was colorado in late october, and the rule was snow always fell on halloween and then it was warm again til December.) I was still obsessing about how hot it had been getting to feel Mr. K's big dick under my sack as we hit the first two streets so the cold was a godsend, keeping my dick from getting fully hard while we were outside. When we stopped to warm up at the house, both boys ran to the kitchen to have somw hot cider their dad had made for us, and while they drank and looked at their loot so far, Mr. Kleberger commented that I must be freezing in my thin costume and pulled me against him to warm up, whispering that he added something extra to my drink and his own, if I thought I could handle the effects. The idea that he was not only touching me again, but bending the rules and letting me have some liquor (I assume it was liquor altho looking back I can't be sure it wasn't ghb or something similar), all added up to the insinuation that in his mind, I was classified as a man, not some little boy. My dick was hard again, and the effects of the drink kept me from noticing that he was still holding me, despite my temperature returning to normal and even beginbing to spike since he was now behind me again, trapping me between his hips and the kitchen counter as he molested my crotch and chest, humored his somehow uncovered cock closer to my hole, and kept me from putting down my glass until I finished the drink, then giving me his drink and telling me to go ahead, since I seemed to like it so much. My head was swimming slightly as another doorbell ring broke us from our entanglement and Mr. K told us to head back out but to hurry back so we could go to a few houses in the other part of the neighborhood that belonged to some pepole he knew before he revealed a surprise for the boys. The mere mention of the surprise had the boys sprinting from house to house, which was not as easy for me to keep up with, now that i was drunkish or under the influence of whatever he put in the drinks, and the even more powerful influence of his sexuality. It took us less than half the time to finish the two long streets and return to the house, where Mr. K waved us inside where he was on the phone with someone, telling them that we would be over in a few minutes. He told the boys to get in his truck but explained that they needed to leave the front seat for me and the surprise, at which point he pointed to a duffle bag by the door to the garage. Both boys hoped up and ran, with candy bags in tow, straight to the truck. I turned to follow, stopping when I felt his hand grip my shoulder. Turning back to face the man who had me semi hard already, I felt my dick go back to fully erect as he stepped close and handed me a shot glass filled with a slight blue liquid, indicating I should drink it fast, while his hand squeezed my dick and he leaned in to whisper. Amazingly he was not saying anything particularly erotic but rather just describing how he had called my parents and ask them if it was okay that I stay the night in order to help him get some stuff finished for work. He asked me if I was okay with that and I nodded feeling the gross soapy tasting stuff in the shot glass hit me almost as soon as it went down my throat. I must have made a face that told him how gross it tasted because he laughed and simply told me that it was well worth it once it took full effect. Sure enough I could barely it sit up straight in the car all the way to the home of one of his co-workers where The Boys trick or treated he chatted with a very attractive older man and his wife. From there we went to another house owned by his boss, a tall dark haired man who was easily twice as wide in the shoulders as I was. The boys had some hot cocoa with the boss's housekeeper while Mr. K introduced me to Mario. The fluid in the shot glass was in full effect by now and without thinking I managed to spurt out loud something that sounded essentially as though I found him incredibly attractive though not nearly that eloquent. Because of the effects of the blue goo, I don't remember exactly what it was I said although I'm pretty sure somewhere in the sentence were the words f*** your hot. Both men laughed as I turned a deep shade of red, immediately realizing how awful it could have been if they hadn't found it humorous. Luckily they seemed to have a very similar sense of irony and humor as the man who I learned at some point in the conversation was of Italian descent, proceeded to reach out and put his arm around me pulling me in next to him and reaching down once he was sure the boys could not see and taking a handful of my ass under the toga even going so far as slipping one finger into my ass crack and wiggling it against my tight asshole. By this point in the evening I was less inhibited but I still gasped at his touch which got another big laugh out of both he and Mr. Kleberger. I had a feeling from the snake shaped bulge working down his right trouser leg that we could have done a lot more than just getting handsy but the boys re entered the room at that point so we said goodbye and we're back in the car. The last stop was the home of some of the boy's classmates which is where Mr. Kleberger told us all what the surprise was. He opened up a duffle bag he had brought from the house and inside were some of the boys' pajamas and street clothes and two sleeping bags. Both boys got really excited as their dad explained that they were going to spend the night with their friends and he would pick then up in the morning. He walked them to the door and returned to the car and explained that he still needed my help answering the door if any trick or treaters came by while he made a few calls for work, and perhaps we could watch a scary movie or something like that when he finished if I could still hang out for the night. I agreed with a nod and we made small talk on the 5 minute drive back to his house which I heard very little of due to his hand stroking my thigh and getting closer and closer to my cock with each rub until he was able to run my groin without any pretense. We pulled into the garage and he lifted the toga material and gave my dick a few strokes through the mesh undies as I moaned, then covered me up and told me to follow him inside. Instead of heading to the living room which was right next to the front door, he headed down the steps just inside the garage door to the ground level basement where a small bathroom and a spare bedroom were all located. "I figured you might like to watch a movie on the big screen and relax on the Murphy bed in here," he explained while pullin a Murphy bed down from where it was on the wall. He told me to get comfy and asked if I wanted to watch TV or a film he thought I would enjoy, which got a shrug from me, so he smiled and walked to the dvd player and inserted a disk that he pulled from a pocket on his coat, which I'd seen him take from his boss before we left. He handed me the remote and said he would be back in a few once he finished his calls, but that this disc had some videos I would like. As he went upstairs to make the calls, I felt deflated hoping to get to play with him some more, but I decided to wait to see what happened once he was done with his calls and played the first clip on the dvd. The screen lit up with a scene featuring a man in a mask stalking a half naked man though a warehouse, bUT before they could build any tension it cut ahead to where the masked man caught the other man and proceeded to hold him down and tear off his shorts and rape the guy. I was shocked that this seemed to be just a rape scene from some movie, and while you couldnt see exactly what was going on, the nudity and movements left little to the imagination. This must have been a mistake I thought but I didn't want Mr. K to find out so I turned the volume down and played the next scene on the disc. This was yet another sex scene, this one featuring two men having sex with a woman, and again the scene showed enough nudity and implied penetration that I was hard as nails and jerking my dick slowly while I watched. The three or four scenes after that one confirmed that these were each sex scenes from movies so I began flipping through them at 2x speed to see as many penis and butts as I could! That's when I got to a scene that was suddenly very different, obviously shot on a camcorder by an amateur camera man. This scene showed the couple we met earlier in the evening in their bedroom as they began undressing and fucking around. I could hardly believe my eyes. I skipped to the next scene and again it was the couple from earlier but now the wife was getting tag teamed by her husband and another man who seemed familiar. Once I got a good look at him I realized it was Mario! The scene was short but had my mind spinning. I laid down to keep from passing out and started the next scene. The screen showed a different bedroom now and on the bed was a gorgeous guy who couldn't have been too much older than me, but was muscle-bound and hot as fuck, wearing just a tight pair of red briefs. The camera operator reached out and groped the boy on the bed, and then set down the camera on a table and came into the shot. It was mario again! Mario told the young man to lose the briefs and turn over before he took off the briefs he had on and began jerking his big cock. I couldn't help but play with my butthole and cock as he first fingered then licked and finally fucked the guy without a condom on. My eyes were glued to the images and I was so focused on their sex that I didn't realize that I could no longer hear Mr. Kleberger on thr phone. It wasn't until I heard his feet coming down the stairs that I began to scramble to change the scene and just turned it to one of the str8 sex scenes when the door opened and Mr. Kleberger walked in carrying some bottles under his arm and the bowl of candy. He smiled and asked if I liked the movie scenes and I told him I did, very much. He made me a drink with the bottles and sat next to me on the bed, lettin me know he had shut off the outside light since we were probably done getting trick or treaters anyway. We sipped our drinks and he asked if he could show me a film on the disk he enjoyed, I nodded and he selected a title from the menu that appeared to be the whole movie which disappointed me until he told me it was about a young man who worked as a prostitute and got into some very bizarre situations. Sure enough less than 5 minutes in there was a scene where the guy was dressing up in woman's clothes and had to jack off for a man, and two seconds later another scene where an older woman hired him and 3 others to gang bang her. Mr. K removed his shirt, since it was so warm and when he sat down he did so behind me and pulled me back so I was between his legs with his arms around me as he leaned against the pillows and headboard. The kilt had ridden up as I scooted back and I could feel his throbbing cock as he very slowly and subtly rubbed it against my butt. He asked me if I had ever smoked weed and I admitted I had smoked with a friend, but i made the single hit from my friend's pipe sound like I had smoked a dozen times. Mr. K produced a joint from some unknown location and while i was scarred to do dtugs, i didnt wamt to stop the fun so i took a big hit when he handed it ti me, followed by coughing a lot while he chuckled and patted my back. He showed me how to shotgun a hit then, and after the first shotgun, he kissed me and each time after that we made out more and moee until the joint was done, and we were making out in earnest. Meanwhile he had one hand untying the belt on the toga while his other hand was working it up my thighs and pulling it up to take it off. My hips lifted up off the bed so he could get the toga further up and when I sat back down he pulled me in closer and his dick was now firmly between my cheeks and pumped every so often, playing with my hole and poking my balls from below each time he pushed. He spoke softly about the movie, telling me he always wanted to meet someone like the boy in the film, and asking me if I would ever do stuff like that for the right price. I was drunk by then and agreeing to everything he was saying, so I think he knew I wouldn't object when he moved us to the side of the bed, pulling me down to my knees and removing his kilt entirely before telling me to open my mouth. This wasn't the first dick I had sucked which must have been apparent because he was pleased and very complimentary about the fact I was deep throating his big pink cock and had no trouble choking even when he was going fast. Before too long he told me he was getting close and he had another thing he wanted to try. Pulling me back to my feet, he spun me around and pushed me back on to the bed, then peeled the undies off my dripping dick and began sucking my cock and licking my balls and ass. I was already leaking pre cum and moaning like crazy so he must have decided to just go for broke, because when I couldnt feel his tongue on me and opened my eyes, he was lubing his dick with something from his nightstand and pulling my hips to the edge of the bed. I told him I wasn't sure if I could handle getting fucked and he laughed, tellin me he had no intention of fucking me, he just wanted to see if he could get the tip in me since I was so tight. I asked if he should put on a condom, but he insisted that we weren't actually going to fuck so there was no need for anything like that. My drunk horny ass was in no position to disagree, literally, so I let him fold back my legs and put the cool slick stuff he had been using on his dick on my hole with his fingers, inserting one then two and working them in and out while I grimaced and held my breath. He kissed me and told me to relax, reaching over and pulling a pipe from the pocket of his discarded pants and heated the pipe from below, which I had not scene anyone do before. He shot gunned some hits to me again and suddenly I was hornier than I had ever been and feeling much less drunk, although the high was clouding my judgement enough that I felt even less resistant to his fingers. He lit the pipe for me and made me take 6 big hit's in a row, and I was surprised at how easily I took them compared to the joint. When I was done with hit number six he set the pipe down and moved back between my legs, but this time he went ahead and worked his cock up between my cheeks until the head was pressing harder and harder against it. He leaned in, pushing my legs further back until my knees were next to my ears so he could kiss me. Thats when he thrust his hips forward fast and burst through my sphincter until half his cock was speared into my hole and I screamed into his mouth while we kissed. He told me to breath and covered my mouth, which seemed counter intuitive, then he kept pushing forward while I squealed and groaned until I felt his hips flat against my ass cheeks, which were spread to where I felt they might rip open and leave me split right down the middle. He removed his hand and told me to take a minute and get used to his dick, and I told him to take it out, but he said it was too late for that now. I tried to convince him that it was too big but he kept reminding me that he was already all the way in. I even tried to ask again that he put on a condom, and he said he would once I was used to his size, since it would hurt too much to take his cock out now and put it back in. He then slowly worked it in back and forth bit by bit, which made me shut up and squeal some more which only made him enjoy it more. Within a few minutes he was working it in and out 4 or 5 inches at a time and as he had told me, my ass was starting to relax and accept it, and my dick, which had deflated during the initial pain, was making a come back with each slide of his meat across my prostate. We took some more hits from the pipe and sure enough I began to enjoy his fuck. "I knew you were going to take this dick, you little whore," he said as he built up speed. "I could tell you were begging for it the moment we moved in back when you were just a kid. You had that look on your face that says 'make me take your raw dick and I will be a cumslut for life!' I just didn't think I would want your ass so bad once you grew up, but I can't help it, your butt is like a bubble I have been wanting to pop since it grew in." I should have been offended but it turned me on knowing he was watching me and wanting me. He continued to tell me how much he had dreamed of raping my butt and turning me into a plaything, how he had ordered the underwear specifically for me to wear and planned our costumes so he could fuck my ass, even if he'd had to get me wasted and do it once I passed out. Somewhere in his furious fuck, I remembered we were fucking sans rubber, and for the third time that night I brought it up, which made hI'm cover my mouth and tell me to forget the condom, cause he was about to breed my boy butt and that was the last thing he wanted to hear about it. I might have argued except he grabbed my cock and jerked me with gusto as he neared his own orgasm. Bring a teen boy, the stimulation of his hand on my dick and his cock in my ass was too much and with his command that I "shoot that boy whore load!" I did just that, spraying us both up to our faces, just in time for his dick to ram further than it had reached yet that night and unload spasm after spasm of hot cum deep in the darkness of my butt. Since that night, we played a lot of times, often with his boss or the other man from his office, and even once with some boys from my school, but I still get hard on halloween remembering the trick he played and what a treat it was!

Leading him into the bedroom, I picked up the remote control clicked on the tv, launching it immediately into a revolving loop of the hardest, sweatiest and wettest porn. We stood and watched the scene for a while, two guys - one my favourites, dirty Aussie boi Kieron - pounding a shaved headed British guy in a black and white jock. Each thrust keenly showed on the bottom’s ecstatic face. I looked at Milos who was licking his lips. I jumped onto the bed and onto my back, reaching into the draw I pulled out my pipe - always loaded with T and a lighter. “Wanna join me?” I asked. Milos looked uncertain. But I’ll let you into a little secret I m’ve learned about boys like Milos. They start off smoking spliffs cos it’s cool and poppers because they’re good for wanking and that first bout of getting fucked with rubbers. Then they get into the gay scene and take some coke and before they know it they’ve graduated to pills, mdma and prep because when you’re high who wants to fuck around opening a condominium packet? They think they’re party boys with their lines of coke, pills, powder and V. And finally they start taking the odd bump of k. For them, k is hardcore. I mean, who ever wants to fall down a k-hole more than once? For them, Tina is for losers. Who wants to become an addict and fuck up their lives? But that’s the secret they harbour deep in their souls. By this point they’re watching hard, bareback porn - the hardest. They’re popperbating to raw fucking, doing piss (only) when they’re high and spending time in saunas and dark rooms. But in the back of their minds they’re not intrigued by Tina, they want to try it and just want to find someone they trust, who won’t make them take too much. And “just the once” because who doesn’t want to be a bottom boi slut n whore at least once taking load after load and hopefully from a group of men they’ve never met? Gentlemen, may I present Milos. Poor fucking cunt. He was hungry for Tina. Just the once. I was going to make him my Summer Time T Whore. He looked uncertain but I could tell from his eyes that he wanted to. I lit the pipe and watched the smoke start to swirl. I took a gentle toke and placed the pipe on the bedside. I stretched, flexing my abs and closing my eyes, I started to knead and stretch my bollocks, lifting my hand to my face to sniff the mix of all day musk, sweat and his saliva that made my bollocks wet and sweaty. I knew he was watching. I could feel it. I spread my legs and let my hand drop to my cunt and moaned a little. I felt pressure at the end of the bed, and opening my eyes, I saw Milos straddling my feet. I smiled and beckoned him over. Pulling him into my arms, I drew him in for a kiss. He didn’t resist and our tongues proved each other’s mouths and without thinking about it Milos got his first taste of T smoke. I pulled him in closer, my hand cupping his jock. I told him he was “gorgeous”, “sexy” and “hot”. And I wasn’t lying. He was. And I knew at some point during our session I would tell him I “loved” him. And at the precise moment I probably would. In the midst of animalistic, drug-fuelled fucking there is always a momentarily lapse into “love”. I opened the poppers and took two deep huffs and closed the bottle without offering it Milos. Pulling him back towards me, he instinctively opened his mouth and drew in my poppers breath. Swapping breath, clean, poppers or otherwise is such an amazing thing - neither of you wanting to pull away until you’re dizzy. And good prep when debasing a new boi. Finally we pulled ourselves apart and I dropped my hand to his arse. The butt plug was still there and as I began to leverage it in his hole we kissed, his hands finding and tweaking my tits and making me moan involuntarily. Finally I pulled it out and looked at it, glistening and sticky with his arse juices. I pushed it into my mouth, savoring his salty taste in my mouth before he greedily pulled it out of my mouth and sucked on it himself. I grinned, pulling it back I traced it down his back and inserted once again in to his wet hole before pushing him down towards my cock. He slid down and took my cock to the back of his throat, involuntarily gagging as he miscalculated how long and thick my cock had become. He pulled back and drew a line of precum from the head of my cock to his lips before sliding down my shaft again. His hands kneaded my bollocks as he gorged and spat on my cock. One hand lightly fingered my hole before he pulled it back and took a deep sniff. I grabbed his wrist and pulled his fingers into my mouth, eager to taste my own musky cunt. As he sucked my cock, worshipping it I picked up the pipe, lit it and took another gentle toke. Holding it in, I replaced the pipe and stared at him. Like a feral animal he moved up my body and grabbing my head in both hands pushed his lips against mine and opened his mouth. For an instant I held my breath and then ever so slowly, I released the vapor into his mouth. He sucked my breath into his lungs and held back from releasing. Our eyes were open and we were staring at each other. As I watched, his pupils dilated and his cock, still trapped in his jock shuddered as he pushed it against my own throbbing tool. He pulled away and breathed out, burying his face in my chest. My hand slid down and grabbed his cock through the sports fabric and whispered: “More?” He looked up. The confusion was gone, replaced with a new look, a desire for more smoke, for the opportunity to releases the depraved cunt he had been hiding for so long. I handed him the pipe and lit it. Guiding him I coaxed him to take two short tokes and then a deeper one. Taking the pipe from him, I pushed him into his back and swung behind him. I pulled up his legs and revealed his arse in all its glory still strapped into the jock. His arse was hairy, from cheeks to crack and when I pulled his cheeks - muscular and hard - apart, I sighed as I saw the dark fur covering his crack and hole. I bent down and took a deep breath and my cock went rigid as I inhaled the smell of his unfucked cunt - I caught a faint whiff of sweat and rubber from the dildo before running my tongue the length of the groove. Milos gasped as he felt my my tongue travel between his cheeks and then return to start lapping and chewing on his hairy hole. I inhaled again as I pulled his cheeks further apart, and slightly buzzing began to push and probe at his hairy hole, seeking to taste the insides of his arse, still sweet and unbattered by my cock. I pulled his arsehole apart, probing it with my fingers and tongue. Milos opened the poppers and took a deep hit before handing the bottle to me. Two deep huffs and I was eating his cunt out, pushing my tongue deep into his hole, gobbing on it and prising it open to watch my spit get swallowed up before exporting him to push his rosebud out for me to chew. Before I lost all sense of time I stopped and pulled off his jock. His cock sprang free and, uncut, as it sprang back it spewed precum all over his hairy belly. I pulled back his gorgeous foreskin and focused on his cock, his hands moving to the back of my head. I growled as I swallowed his cock, pulling in his generous foreskin with my teeth and sliding my hand up and down his spit-wet shaft. I slid a finger under his arse and gently eased it up his hole making him gasp. I pulled it out and pushed two fingers into his mouth, feeling his tongue swirl them with gob before pushing them back into his wet home up the knuckle and twisting them in sync with sucking his cock. His hands found my tits and tweaked them, making me spurt precum. I finally pulled off and pulled him to me for a deep, wet snog as I continued to finger his boi cunt. We were now sweaty, and slightly high so I grabbed the pipe and we shared a few clouds of T. We were in a frenzy of kissing, grappling and sucking each others cocks and licking out each other’s pits when I suddenly found his legs over my shoulders and my cock primed. Without asking I rammed my cock into his hole. No niceties or pleasantries just my raw, unrelentingly hard cock deep in his cunt. He gasped as I ripped into his hole, and for an instant tried to push me off, but as quickly realising this was what he wanted. His legs wrapped around my body as I started to pound his hole open. Each thrust causing him to wince and grunt in pain, but his legs pulling me back in deeper every time. We were locked together, eyes locked, my balls slapping against his butt with each deep stroke; only stopping to pull out before slamming back in and making Milos yelp and grin. Our breathing in sync, I told him how tight he was, and he answered telling me how he wanted me to use and open up his cunt; breed him; fuck him in every way. And I responded by pulling his head back by his hair and gobbing in his mouth, calling him my cunt boi and how I was going to stretch his arse, breed him and fill him with my piss. But not yet. After one final hard deep thrust, I pulled out and pulled his arse into the air. I looked at his hole. It was slightly more open, but not enough. I pushed my tongue in and tasted my precum as he automatically pushed his bud out into my mouth. His hands reached round to strike and squeeze my cock before I pulled him up and we faced each other on our knees. His cock was dripping as I grabbed it. Pulling back his foreskin I wiped his cockhead with my fingers and licked them. I leaned over and opened the draw. As he watched I pulled a box out and opening it took out a bolt, and dexterously weaved it into the head of my cock. “Fuck, yeah man,” he whispered as he stroked his cock and balls. I leaned over the bed and picked up his bullet. I gave it to twists and held it under his nose; then repeated it for me. It burned it was so strong. Taking a bottle of water from the side of the bed I drank half of it before watching Milos finish the bottle. Then I pushed him into his back and fell into his sweaty, open arms. As we kissed we started to feel the heat in our bodies increase as the k started to take effect. I love K. I love the sensation it gives me of being outside my own body but most of all I love how it makes me as sweaty as fuck and rampant. Tonight was no different and I know what I wanted. I lay down and swung him on top so his arse was over my face. He needed no instructions and pushed his wet, sweaty, fucked hole into my face. I moaned as I was smothered by his hairy arse and felt him lean down to suck my cock and chew on my piercing. My hands rubbed and pummeled his hairy sweaty back as I tried to push my face quite literally into his arse. Every so often he would pull back and push his cock down my throat, taking charge as he fed me cock and cunt, only stopping to gob on my face or share hits of poppers. We were laughing from how sexy and horny we felt. The verbal was hard and dirty and we were in tune. Suddenly he pulled my arse into the air and pushed his face into my butt. As I’ve said before, I’m not one for being eaten out but tonight I gasped from the sheer pleasure of feeling his stubbled face and rough tongue on my sweaty musky hole, matching my own tongue on his cunt lap for lap. He told me how good my arse tasted - musky, sweaty, earthy - as he spread my cheeks and pushed his fingers in. Subconsciously I thanked God that i’d been on a light diet for the last few days in preparation for my original plans to be a total bottom for the whole weekend, as never before had I wanted someone’s tongue in my arse as I wanted Milos’. Releasing me he rolled me over and into all fours. Throwing me the poppers he spread my cheeks and burrowed into my arse. As I watch the porn - now Josh Weston being fucked by a bunch of black dudes - Milos licked, chewed and ate out my arse as I reached back and held his face against my arse, only pausing to rub his uncut cock against my hole. I could feel my hole getting wetter and wetter and the urge to give up my cunt was almost overwhelming. But not tonight. As he once again teased my hole with his cock I reached under and squeezed his bollocks hard enough to make him yell and unbalance him. I seized the opportunity and push him into his stomach and rammed my cock into his unprepared arse, forcing one arm up behind his back. As he struggled I slapped the side of his head. “No, you cunt. You don’t get to fuck me. I’m going to make you my sub boi and ruin your butt.” I slapped his head again and as he begged me not to stop I plowed his arse with deep hammer fucks, pulling all the way out before ramming my cock back in balls deep. As he breathing grew ragged his arse finally gave way and I drove my cock deeper than ever before, feeling his arse muscle give in as he gave in to the piercing ripping his insides open. I released his arm and slide two fingers in under my cock, widening his hole, and feeling my precum ooze out. I pushed his head into the pillow and became focused on thing and one thing only, opening up his arse with my cock and fingers. Beneath me, Milos was grunting not from pain but from a new sensation deep in his cunt he’d probably not experienced before but which every bottom eventually comes to feel - the need to be filled, pounded and used. Once that feeling takes over nothing else matters. Suddenly Milos was pushing his arse against my cock in synchronous rhythm, and pulling his arse cheeks apart so that he could feel me as deeply as possible. I flipped him over, and pulling his legs open, pushed my cock into his arse. Now we were one sweating, seething bestial mass of flesh. Joined cock to arse, lips on lips, tongues wrestling in each other’s mouths, we had reached that moment when we were connected. As I felt my balls tighten, I grabbed his head in both hands and our eyes locked. His hands reached round to pull me deeper, his fingers finding my sweaty cunt and fingering my hole. I couldn’t hold back any longer and with a yell I began spewing my spunk into his hole. Spasm after spasm wracked my body as I released wad after wad of cum into his hole. His hand went to his cock and within seconds he was cumming at the same time, each jab of my cock releasing a torrent of his spunk over his sweaty hairy body and my heaving chest. Still I kept fucking him, pushing my spunk deep into his guts. For an eternity we remained fused as I unloaded my balls until finally I collapsed on him, still snogging as he scooped his seed and smeared in over my lips before kissing me. Finally I pulled out, and rolled over onto my back, fluidly pushing him down and feeling him lick my cock and balls clean of any cum that had managed to escape. Catching my breath I rolled him over me and buried my face in his arsehole. Without a pause, I felt Milos push his arse over my face and as I opened my mouth, I felt a stream of my cum, precum and his arse juices flood into my mouth as he sucked my cock. It tasted so good and I swallowed the load, feeling it burn my throat as it flooded my own stomach. Rolling off, Milos kissed me once again, his tongue searching out any residue from his insides in my mouth. At least, temporarily sated we lay there, panting in each other’s arms. Still slightly buzzing from the K and T, we stroked and caressed before I rose up with my still hard cock slapping between my thighs and beckoned him to follow me.

The only advantage to living close to a big University is all the fresh meaty this time of year. I hooked up with a very horny 19 year old lad late afternoon, 6’ tall, lean ripped smooth body, hairy legs, arse, a big natural bush & very thick veiny 8” uncut cock. I went over to his & he wasted no time getting his tongue deep in my hole then his big thick dick! He raided my cunthole hard & bred 2 thick heavy loads deep in me, he made me cum both times too. I left with my butt plug in & a cunthole full of his cum. Just after 10pm I had a 20 yr old black lad come for a discreet anon fuck, Only pic I’d seen was his huge 10” uncut dick, when he arrived my cunthole ached like crazy & my hole started opening up as I drooled at the 6’ 7” tall muscular god. He was a bit nervous so i took him to the bedroom to suck him off & relax him. The icing on the cake was him getting naked & seeing how hairy his muscular body was!! Gorgeous big hairy pecs, hairy abs, trimmed bush, 2 big egg sized balls in a low hanging scrotum & big hairy muscular legs & arse. I feasted on his big cock & balls, he was pissing out pre cum & I was eating every drop. He soon started to assert his dominance & got me on my back, legs spread as he spread my cheeks with his big hands & plunged his big tongue deep in my pussy! Rimming & fingering my pussy till he got in position & pulled his foreskin back & pushing his spit lubed bell end in my hole, my legs around his waist his huge physical mass was magnificent, no guy has ever made me feel so sexually submissive! His huge arms either side of me, his big broad bolder shoulders & hairy pecs above me & his handsome face looking down at me!! I wanted this gods babies!! 🤤 He plunged his dick in & it was like a big black python in my guts! He fuck me hard & went balls deep with every thrust! Sweat dripping from his hairy pecs on my face as he gave me my first of many orgasms! Its now 2am & he’s just left after breeding 5 big loads in me. I can smell his ripe pungent smell all over me & my guts filled with his thick cum. He enjoyed my pussy so much he coming back again in the afternoon.

Dropped into the local bookstore today after work. Made a beeline past the booths to the public room in back to see what was going on. Found a young guy standing in the corner, leaning against the wall. As I came in he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out a beautiful cut 7-incher. Still fully dressed, I took a couple of hits off my brown bottle and dropped to my knees in front of him. His cock head was already slick with precum when I took it into my mouth, slowly working the entire length down my throat until I could tickle his balls with my tongue. My head was swimming as I worked my throat back and forth on his shaft, occasionally gagging and drooling onto the floor at his feet. It wasn't long before I felt another pair of hands groping my ass through my dress pants. Without missing a stroke on the cock in my throat, I stood up, remaining bent over at the waist, and undid my pants to show this new unseen stranger that I was open to his advances. They fell to the floor with the whisper of fabric. Taking his cue, this new guy slowly worked my boxer briefs down over my ass, letting them drop around my ankles as well. I immediately felt a tongue on my exposed hole, and heard my ass eater's frantic grunts over the sound of the porn on the TV. I love having my ass eaten, and this guy was an expert! I tried to enjoy his rimming while continuing to work the other stranger's cock with my mouth. Before long, the tongue withdrew and I felt a light pressure in its place. I knew what it was, of course. He held there, pressing on my hole with the tip of his cock but making no effort to enter me. So, I took matters into my own hands. Grasping the first cock in my hand, I slowly eased back onto what proved to be a thick monster! My ass stretched around the head as I worked my way down his shaft. With a few more hits from my brown bottle, I thrust myself backward, impaling myself. The first guy stepped forward so he could continue to feed me his cock, and there I stayed, bent over with a cock in each end, for what seemed like a blissful eternity. Eventually, the first guy gave into my oral skills and let his load fly. With a satisfied sigh, his cock bobbed and pulsed in my mouth as he pumped a considerable load onto my tongue. I savored the salty flavor for a moment before greedily gulping it down. That was all the other guy needed. He grabbed my hips and gave a few mighty thrusts, and I was rewarded with the sensation of his cock doing the same dance deep in my hole. I gripped his shaft tight, intent on keeping all that seed inside me. As he pulled out, I spun around and wrapped my mouth around his softening cock, cleaning all the cum and ass from it so he could buckle up and leave. I never did see his face, or hear his voice. Just the way I like it. Some days the bookstore can be a bust - waste of time, waste of money. But scenes like this make it all worthwhile. I'll always cum back for more!

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.

My goal is to implement topic-specific chat and 1-on-1 chat before the end of the year. Chat about bareback (breeding) will be on https://bbbh.men Chat about bareback porn will be on https://bbbh.com Chat about poz fetish will be on https://pozpigs.com Chat about oral fetish will be on https://oralpigs.com Chat about oral sex porn (no fucking) will be on https://oralpig.com Chat about hardcore fetish (fisting, piss, BDSM, etc.) will be on https://twistedpigs.com (possibly with a group chat for each major fetish) Chat about hardcore fetish porn will be on https://twistedpig.com Chat about vanilla sex, exhibitionism, etc. will be on https://spunkbuds.com (and yes, "vanilla" includes "condom-free" sex these days) Chat about vanilla porn will be on https://spunkbud.com You'll have one login for all the sites, though your profiles will vary between the sites. I've been quietly reserving your BZ profile names in the background. So there's no sign up necessary if you're signed up here. You'll be able to claim the profile name you use on BZ by using your BZ login credentials. 1-on-1 chat will hopefully come (shortly) after group chat is broken up. Why now, when I promised it so long ago? Because the porn sites I've been working on (e.g. https://bbbh.com) are finally coming to a point of completion and one of the remaining tasks is to implement basic user profiles for those sites. And once I have that it's a good time to deploy chat more broadly.

Not sure if I posted this before: When I was in my late teens, I had sex with my mom’s friend (almost daily) for several months, while we were working at her restaurant (he was the manager; he’d call me to the back office, we’d go at it for like 20 minutes, finish up, and pretend we’d been updating menus or sorting out payroll issues or other shit like that, and get back to work). One time I was sucking his dick and the phone rang. Seeing the number, he said he had to answer, but he held my head on his cock and had me keep sucking while he talked on the phone, the conversation went on for several minutes (sounded like he was talking to a vendor given what he was talking about) with him struggling to keep his voice and breathing sounding normal, but doing a really amazing job of it. Eventually I felt him tense up, and he said “Sorry gotta go; yea yea I’ll tell him bye!” and slammed the phone down as he shot his load down my throat. I had never had him cum so much, or risk making noise like that (he was grunting/panting so loud I am convinced my coworkers heard him and chose to ignore the situation). I looked up and he was grinning this gloating, total bastard, ‘Holy-shit-did-I-really-just-get-away-with-that?!?!’ grin, looked me right in the eyes and said “That was your mom; she wants you to call her at the end of your shift.” Yep. I sucked off my mom’s friend while he was talking to her on the phone. If he hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t have known, and my mom is totally in the dark about us. I haven’t seen the guy in over a decade, but he and my mom are still friends, have lunch together occasionally and other shit like that. I have no idea how she’d react if she found out about any of this.

Just tonight I was fucked by a sweet 25 year old cute as a button white midwest boy who's been messaging me occasionally on Grindr for the last 8 months. He was definitely cornfed. He's a sexy big boy. Kiss liked a champ and was so into me and I him. His profile says vers so I took advantage of his hot, hard as rock dick. I sat up on top and worked his bone into my hole. We fucked a good half hour. After a lot of hot sexy cuddles he jerks off a load and I manage to get my mouth over his cock. Bam - tons of cum in my mouth. Swallow. So delicious. Want to see this sweet boy many more times. An hour before the 25 year old came over I had just finished up with another new older guy I met on A4A. Haven't seen him before. Tall beefy guy, good sized gut and a very hot thick 7 1/2er. I like big men and he fit the bill. He had contacted me in the morning and by early evening he was fucking me. He tossed me around a little making his way to my hole. He ate my ass so good. He fucked me a few different ways before I whispered to him to cum inside me. That helped him decide if it was alright to cum in me. Bring it! He got me on my back and fucked his load into me. Men are so damn hot when they want to cum in you. I was loving his cum in me. My hole is now cummy for the young fella from above. He never knew there was a load in me the whole time he fucked me. Happy bottom

-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

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

Yes, and yes!

A couple of times I've kept track over the entire year and posted some pretty impressive numbers, but it's a lot of work keeping track. There are a couple of strings in the forums regarding load tallys.... I must admit posting the high numbers, for me, means doing a lot of the big events - IML, MAL , Decadence, Folsom, Prides, CumUnion, etc. There, it's easy to get 50 loads in a weekend. There's been times when I've gotten that in a day too, but those are the outliers. There've also been times when I've gotten only one or two. A lot depends on my headspace and how much effort I put in. I don't have an ass that'll stop traffic, so I sometimes have to work to get men into it.

I was unhappy with just a few hundred partners a year so I started hitting CumUnion parties and sex events as much as I could just to see how many partners I could pack in during a single year. You should try it. It's amazing how easy it is to get so many partners and then your body stays hungry at that level so the count stays up there.

I have several hundred sex partners annually but last year 2018 was a banner year. Due to all the sex events like Folsom and PigWeek that I went to on top of working in the sex industry, I scored 903 sex partners and over 1,100 sexual acts performed on my body. I have had good high use again this year but will not match last year's numbers. Still there is always 2020 to try again.

It’s the load. Having that silky velvety feeling in your ass with the undeniable smell of cum on your fingers as you dip it up your ass. I live for the load and the next hard fuck. The fuck is to loosen and make my hole gape open. The load to slicken up and lube up your hole for the next guy.

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.

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

I had this guy fuck me a couple of times in NYC. I lived in East Harlem, and he lived on the UES. I'll never forget him. I had cruised his profile on BBRT and on A4A. He was hot, latino, and definitely showed that he was poz. I was hooked! The first time I went to his apartment, I was very excited. I'd made sure to clean out my hole especially good, because his profile said he was generously hung. Not sure what that meant, I just knew I didn't want any unwanted surprises. All I wanted was his load deep in my hole. His apartment wasn't huge, but his bedroom was where the action happened. He was wearing running pants and a wifebeater. I was turned on immediately. What with the wifebeater, his cock showing through his pants, and his facial wasting, I was in pig heaven. He led me to his bedroom, where I got on my knees and pulled down his pants. He was wearing a cockring. Which plumped up his cock even more. I sucked and treated this cock with respect. From my guess, he was about 8" and cut. Gorgeous! The scent coming from his trimmed pubes was overpowering. I would've done just about anything he'd asked of me. When HE decided it was time to fuck, he had me stand up, get naked and get on his bed on all fours. Only then did I see the mirror kiddycorner from the bed, which gave the perfect viewing angle for him to watch himself breed me, and surely countless others. He didn't eat me out, but used the slobber on his dick as lube. I'd done a huge huff of poppers as his cock sank in. I'm usually a little tight at first, but with the poppers and my mindset, his thick cock just sank right in. I moaned and he moaned and he stayed right there, just savoring the heat of my hole. He began an almost frantic thrusting of my hole. I was holding on for dear life, loving every moment of this bronco ride. My hole opened up for his cock unlike it had for any other. It was amazing. Suddenly my hole felt not loose, but it wasn't grabbing onto his cock, and he told me he loved that. He kept calling me, "puta." I loved that. I was dizzy from lust and the poppers. Suddenly I heard a noise coming from my ass that I'd never heard. It was like a sloshing, wet, messy sound. I asked him was that my ass making that sound. He only replied, "si." I asked him did he like it? He again replied, "si." After nearly ten minutes of his thrusting and calling me, "puta," he didn't even ask where I wanted his cum. He just thrust in, and growled loudly, letting me know that his cum was being planted deep in my hole. Like I would've complained. But in case I'd had any other thoughts. After I'd cleaned his cock off like any good bottom should, I got dressed and left. Cut to a couple months later. I was at his apartment, going through the same thing. Sucking his gorgeous chorizo, getting in the position, and hitting the poppers. Only this time he was even less personal. It was like I wasn't even there. I didn't care. I only had one thing on my mind. His cock and his cum. I would've done anything to get it. I got into position and he sank deep in my guts again. He didn't savor the heat this time. It was like he was on a mission to just fuck and fuck and fuck. I was a happy piggy. He began the frantic thrusting. In and out, in and out, and before long my ass was making the sloppy, wet sounds again. I asked him if my hole was loose enough for his cock. His only reply was to just keep thrusting his cock in and out of my hole. Again, no announcement of his impending cumming, just the final thrust into my hole. When he was cumming in my hole, I heard my ass growling like a stomach. That was a new one. Never before or since has that happened. I was amazed. This guy knew how to fuck. I knew I wanted a repeat. As I left his apartment, there were sirens going off everywhere. Apparently, at the moment he was cumming in my hole, an earthquake had hit NYC. I was stupefied. The only earth moving I'd felt was in his bedroom, between his cock and my hole.

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

15 minutes from where I live in Amsterdam there’s this refugee centre with a small park behind it. Monday I decided to go there and see if there were some refugee guys hanging. I saw one guy smoking and I decided to say hi and we started talking a little, I could barely understand him though. A few minutes later I told him I would suck his dick if he wanted me to, something he did understand I saw he was hesitated so I walked to a more private space and sat down on my knees. He came up to me and I unzipped his pants. His dick was thick and hairy. I started deep throating him right away. I could tell he was looking around him to make sure no one would walk in, but at the same time I could feel his cock throbbing in my mouth. He grabbed my head and started throatfucking me hard and rough. He kept moaning louder and louder getting ready to cum but then I stopped, turned over and put down my pants. I was wearing a pink jockstrap and bend over to show him my my smooth pink hole. No hesitation this time, he sat down on his knees and started fucking my ass. I already had taken 2 loads earlier that day from a regular so my hole was nice and loose. He started fucking me super hard and rough right away. I tried not to moan as loud as I usually do. I think in less than a minute he shot his load in me. He pulled out and I told him “Thank you.” he laughed and said he had to go back inside. I gave him my number and tried telling him that if he wanted to unload or use a slut all he had to do was hit me up and I’d be on my way. Not sure if he understood me though, lol. But we’ll see! I walked in the park for another 20 minutes trying to get more cock but it didn’t happen, there was only one other guy texting on his phone. I’m definitely going back there more often to see if there’s more guys willing to use and breed me though. I think welcoming these real men here with an open mouth and hole is the least thing I could do! Will definitely keep you guys posted on hopefully more adventures to come there.

I was so horned up I opened up Grdr to find some hole to breed. I chatted with a few guys but it went nowhere. I was horned up and frustrated since I couldn't find anyone who wanted rt fun. I got a response from a cub guy not too far away. He seemed interested and had a good description. Hairy 52yo 5'8' br/bl 46-inch chest about 200 pounds and a horny bottom. He wanted seed and wanted it now. I couldn't host as I was mobile. He messaged me an address and said he would pay for a sleazy motel room nearby. I headed to the location. The guy was true to his word. He was exactly as described and had sent some xxx pics. I sent some back and we agreed to connect. I go to the room and he is there getting naked. Wow HOT ASS. He said he had already showered and was horny as hell and wanted to be fucked. I got undressed and started licking his hole. He went nuts. We turned to a 69 position and sucked cock. Both of us hard a rock. He slid out from under me and presented his hairy hole to me doggy style. My cock was wet from his slobber and his hole was wet from me licking it. He wagged his tail at me and I slide inside. Warm And Wet and in heat. Just the way I love it. I started to pound his hole. It was so good inside. We both were so horny and in need. We switched positions and I got on top of his back and started pounding in and out. Slamming that hole. He was so verbal moaning and groaning and begging me to seed him. My cock swelled up and shot a nice deep load in his hole. He grunted thanks. I said, "I'm not done." I kept sliding in and out and he was moaning and groaning. I let out a sigh of pleasure and within a few minutes, I shot my second load. We took a break and he sucked my cock hard again. I positioned myself on him and pounded that hole. It was wet and sloppy and squishy. You know that sound it makes when its all full of cum and sweat? I love that. Best feeling. I shot another load in that warm wet ass. He lay on his back with his feet and legs up in the air. He was at the edge of the bed. I slid inside his hole once again. He was cussing and moaning as I pounded him. He had his hands at the edge of the bed gripping the bed and met my strokes. Our bodies slapping together as we pounded. I shot the 4th load in his hole. We collapsed on the bed for a while. As we were getting dressed he handed me his phone number. Needless to say, we have connected a few times since the first time last month. I have given him at least 12-14 loads total. His hole and my cock really get along well. I plan to see him again next week. BH I

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

The bigger it is the more it rips me open and I luv it. But I will never refuse a dick no matter how small-and I haven't!

Dwayne Johnson - the Rock

Good boy!

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Dirty Fuckers! - Bareback - By mascbtmoh: " Very hot 3way with a guy we met at the bathhouse. We sent this guy on his way well fucked and full of our DNA "

Thank you (not openly gay or at least am trying)am more relaxed now than before no sex for almost 13 months but now back fuck buddies and apps, but still not self confident and that exited top I think herpes made my penis weaker am going to do it but for sure not now about talking to someone I saw a profile on a dating app that afford support and all std testing and prep and advices all for free that’s the good side of this country free medical services like a dream, when I started reading here in 2018 I got more courage to hit it raw because the bottoms insisted to get bred both of them said they are on prep but both gave me un std shit I am mentally un balanced now still fucking itching I know the reason smoking and less food, off topic I swear boys in Paris are fucking raw like there is no tomorrow it’s un believable now a condom is a choice lifestyle in Europe not like the United States here this horny prep kids are fucking 24/7 lol

I find that sucking big dicks causes my hole to lube up, the bigger the dick the wetter I get.

Congrats on testing poz.

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

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.

rawTop- First, thanks for keeping this site going and always seeking to improve it. Fellow pigs are grateful! I saw you post from March of 2018 about splitting the chatroom into different categories, and the potential for 1-on-1 chat returning. Any update on how this is coming? Again - thanks for all you do! Hungry

Great job converting him!

I have been stealthed just now.... I have been having no strings fun with this super sexy black man for over a year now. He has great pecs that he likes for me to lick and suck before I get started on his beautiful 7.5 inch dark thick dick. He loves to lean over and play with my "pussy" while I suck him...he pushed my head down as he did it this time, which made him go into my throat. It was incredible. I love that he calls my hole his pussy. Made me super horny. He told me to assume the position...and I did it quickly, ass up, legs and thighs spread, chest and shoulders on the bed. He usually just slowly enters me, but I could tell from his stance, he wasnt mounting me just yet. Instead, he had lubed up a black dildo and started opening me up. It was a long one, and I could tell he was trying to open up my inner ring. It was a little painful, but once he was through, my prostate started quaking. He left the dildo in and started tapping the end in different spots until it started really thumping my prostate good. When I was close to having a full body prostate orgasm, he said, "yeah baby, let that pussy cum boy..." and I did... so good... he pulled out the dildo quickly and thrust inside my pussy with his dick....I had another pussy orgasm and I could swear I felt him cum within a minute...but in the throes of my own orgasm I couldn't tell. Now, he has fucked me several times, but never bred me. He pulled out and lay on his back and started jacking his dick. He said, "stuff that pussy with the dildo and jack your dick boy." I did as he asked and started sucking his nipple closest to me while we jacked. He came, but not very much. I, on the other hand nutted A LOT...he smiled, and we cleaned up and I headed home. I just sat on the toilet, and it looked like a horse had inseminated me from all the cum. I need to tell him next time that it is ok to breed me, that he doesn't have to pretend....but I'm definately not mad about it. I love when my top breeds my pussy.......

Good question, bud. Frankly no one has ever asked and I've never volunteered, as far as family & friends are concerned. However, on Tuesday I had a 3-month PrEP exam. One of the nurse practioners was a cute little Asian boy who drew blood, etc, was asking me questions for the chart. How many sexual encounters in the past 3 months? Use a condom? And then, "are you a Top or bottom?" "Bottom", I answered. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. "No, seriously?" he asked again. "Seriously", I said. I'm 6'2, 200#, and I guess many don't think of tall, white, blonde, hairy chested guys with a bear can be a bottom! I almost laughed at his shock. I should have said, "Well aren't all Asian boys bottoms?"! Except that some of my best fucks have been from Asians. Anyway, just thought I'd share. Also, until I was about 50 I was exclusively a Top, however prostate cancer treatments changed that. But I have zero regrets as I've now been able to fully know my true self and purpose!!

It as so fucking hot, he had just finished giving her three loads, He unfastened the hood ball gag he brought and he looked at me with a shit eating grin and said this bitch is gonna have by baby. I thought in that moment this fucking dude is so ugly I hope the kid does not take after him. I looked down and his dick was hanging still dripping cum. He packed his bag and slipped on his clothes and said he would be back after work. Make sure she is ready for me, I will be here at 6PM. He left out the door and I grabbed a pillow and put it under her lifting her up so the cum would stop running out. I rubbed her clit, she had cum five times while he was fucking her but if her egg had dropped I wanted to make sure it was fertilized so I rubbed her and she moaned and after two minutes she came again. I left her there and went to grab some coffee and breakfast and text some guys and return emails to make sure she was used today. I had my coffee and a great breakfast and returned some text and emails and lined up several young guys who want to DP and try DVP. I had two very special emails from Virgins who wanted to learn. It was already 9:30 so I had the 19 year old kid come by. He was white, 5'11 skinny and sporting a big dick but said he was nervous around girls. I told him this was perfect, once he had some experience he would be more confident and be able to get any girl he wanted. I got back to the hotel and and unfastened Molly and l placed her on on the bed but hoisted her legs up so her pussy as easy to get to. I brushed my teeth and got into a pair of boxes and nothing else. I answer the other kid who had just turned 18 and wanted her for his birthday. He was 5'10 140 blonde. I had him scheduled for 10:45 and the college guys were coming at 11:30. There was a knock at the door, the kid was early and I answered it and there he was tall Greek or Italian kid with a t-shirt and sweats on and he was sporting a hard on. I remember not being able to control myself a that age. I had him in and we walked over to Molly, he reached out his hand and felt her legs and then her stomach and finally her breast. I told him to suck her nipples and grab her breast like this and I showed him and she let out a moan. He grabbed her right breast with his hand and got on the bed and start to suck and bite her nipple and she started to moan loader and he did that for a few minutes and I told him to give them a rest and come down and get his prize. I pulled her labia back with my fingers and you could see cum and pussy juice right there and I asked him if he ever watch guys eat pussy in porn? He said fuck yea and told him I saved her juice for him and he should eat and lick it up and then eat her out. Go ahead and get undressed and I will leave you to alone for a while, when you can not hold it go ahead and slide into her and fuck her till you cum. Don't worry if you can not last we all shot off right away the first time. Just go back to eating her out and when you are ready do it again. He said okay, now that he was naked he was so skinny you could see his rib cage but his cock was fat and uncut and about 8" long. He is gong to make a nice addition to our group especially if I get him into clean up.

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I heard this question once on Dan Savage’s ’Savage Love’ podcast. I mean the question of how ‘out’ two brothers/lovers should be, being asked by a dude in a relationship with his brother. Despite Dan Savage’s anti-bb opinions, which I disagree with, he has made HUGE contributions to sex positivity and lgbtq acceptance in our culture. Hard to find many more open-minded proponents of sexual liberation. So I was surprised at his advice! He discouraged the guy from being out about his relationship with his brother. His point was there are SO many people including gays who will stand in judgment, that it is not worth the grief. His point was that there are so few people fighting for acceptance of incestuous type relationships, that it probably is not a battle worth fighting. He encouraged the brothers to go about their business discretely, to enjoy their relationship, but to treat it as private. I have listened to hundreds of his podcasts, and this answer stuck in my memory amongst all others. I think because ‘just be out and proud’ is the easy and obvious answer, but he specifically said sometimes the quality of your life is more important. My first real blowjobs and anal were with a cousin when we were around age eleven. We fucked around until we were around 22/23. So I can sort of relate. Of course my mom (who I told) is gone. His mom, my aunt is gone. He lives deep in a red state closet. And I wish I’d told more people at the time so more of my shithead gop-voting relatives would know that truth today. But I also appreciate Dan’s advice to be happy but be discrete.

The guy you're seeing is on meds, so the chance of him transmitting the virus to you are slim....and if he's undetectable, then there is no chance of transmission at all. But to your general question - can a 100% top get pozzed up by fucking a poz bottom? The answer is YES. It can and does happen. That said, I think it is rare. I myself am an uncut top who has barebacked hundreds of guys since 2013 (so five years), some of whom I knew were poz because they told me and others who I am sure would have been poz, undiagnosed and therefore unmedicated. And yet I am still negative (I got tested for the first time in about four years last month.....but while my HIV was negative, my syphilis and gonohrea was positive....i'm currently on treatment for the syph). I was so sure I would be poz. Even though I'm an exclusive top (I never bottom), I was convinced I was infected because of the number of random, anon, casual bareback fucks I have had in saunas, cruising places, hook-ups from grindr etc. I made an educated guess that I was poz based on the CDC number of 1 in 161 transmission for uncut poz topping. I've definitely fucked way more than 161 guys and I'm still neg. But there are total tops who swear they've never bottomed and yet they ended up with HIV. So it DOES happen. I just think that it's not as common. I think the majority of guys who get infected are bottoms and versatile guys. But the thing to remember is this: You can poz anytime. it can be your first time fucking bareback or it could be your 50th time or your millionth time....but it can happen at any moment and BB sex is definitely akin to a game of Russian Roulette.

Oh PLEASE don't stop now

007 - Ruined Raff opened the door. He and Dev said nothing as Dev entered. Raff just nodded down the hallway towards us, then went back into Jesse’s room. Dev stomped towards us, his chunky boots making each step feel like it was shaking the room. That tattoo really did go everywhere. His face was covered in so much black ink, a person would be forgiven for not even realizing he was white, from a distance. His hair was a short mohawk, and he had a look of pure fury on his face. He wore a white vest, though even as he entered the front room, he pulled it off and threw it to one side. He took one look at Jesse. “Fuck off.” He barked, and those two words were the closest thing to a complete sentence I’d ever hear him say. Jesse instantly shot off and, winking at me, scampered off towards his room. I was completely alone, with this diseased madman. He gripped me by the hair and yanked me off the sofa, onto my knees. My scalp burned with pain, and I let out a yelp, but Dev clearly didn’t care. He thrust my face into his denim crotch, and instantly, the smell of his body filled me. It was disgusting and intoxicating at the same time. I tried pulling away, terrified by how rough he was, but that only made it worse, as he slapped me with the hand that wasn’t holding me in place. Once he was sure I’d stopped resisting, that hand went to his belt buckle. In one smooth movement, he got everything undone and pulled his cock out - no underwear to slow him down. It was a deadly weapon hanging before me, not quite fully hard yet, but still huge. The chunk of metal hanging out of the tip must have added a couple of extra pounds to the weight by itself. It scraped against my teeth as he forced it into my mouth. There was nothing for me to do except kneel and take it. I was powerless. Dev didn’t even let me control how to suck his cock, he just held my head still and fucked my mouth. His dick wasn’t as big as Raff’s, but the piercing made it much harder to manage, and Dev showed no mercy. I choked and gagged, snorting out of my nose, which earned me another smack. It was all I could do to keep my teeth open wide enough to not cause any problems. The feeling of the piercing bashing against the back of my throat made me want to throw up, but I knew that Dev wouldn’t stop even if I did, so I forced myself to keep it under control. It went on for what felt like ages, but I couldn’t get used to it the way that I would with any other dick. The shape of the piercing, and the force of Dev’s thrusts always felt unnatural, never becoming any easier to take. I couldn’t tell how deep he went, but my lips were definitely reaching the black tattoo. For a minute, I thought I might actually die choking on this monstrous cock, but it finally came to an end. Dev pulled out of my throat one last time, then smacked me once more, hard enough that, in my weak and confused state, I lost my balance and fell. My face was a mess, I could tell. My eyes were streaming tears down my face, while mucus and saliva dribbled out of my nose and mouth. Dev didn’t even seem to notice, much less mind. While I was trying to find my way back onto my knees, he went over to the mirror and made a line for himself. Judging by the length of the snort I heard, it must have been a pretty big one. I’d barely stabilized myself when Dev was back on me. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me up, throwing me face down onto the sofa. Holding me down by the back of the neck with one hand, I felt the other on the buttplug that I had completely forgotten was there. The force he yanked it out at made me yelp, but my ass didn’t stay empty for long. I felt something cold and wet against my hole, as the piercing pushed into me, and then he was inside me. That infected monster was about to breed me, and I couldn’t stop him. He showed no more mercy on my ass than he did on my throat. With nothing more than my spit and the leftover lube from the plug, he rammed himself into me. I yelled out, but he didn’t relent. In just a couple of thrusts, I could feel his balls slapping against me, the full length of him tearing my ass apart. “Holy fuck!” I yelled. “Holy fucking fuck!” A couple more thrusts, and Dev was freely, easily pounding into me. My ass offered so little resistance to him, it was as if I got fucked like this every day of the week. My body was nothing more than a useless hole for Dev to fuck, but my head was swimming in the cocktail of drugs I’d dunked it into. Jesse’s voice seemed to echo around my head. He’s given me his gift. He’s made me like him. And Dev is going to do the same to you. I let out moans and whimpers. We’ll both be free. No more fucking around with condoms and stupid rules. We can fuck like real men. Unbidden, images of Raff breeding Jesse came back into my head. My stomach felt like it was churning in a storm. For a minute, I thought I was still going to be sick, but I realized it was something else. Dev pulled out of me completely, and for a foolish second, I actually thought he was finished. But instead, he flipped me over onto my back. I looked up at him, and what I saw was horrific, like some devil standing over me. He was sweaty and his face looked furious. I realized, far too late, that the symbol on his stomach was a biohazard mark. Some voice in the back of my brain found that quite funny. But it wasn’t the sight of him that horrified me. What horrified me was my own cock, rock hard, begging for attention. Dev pushed my legs up to get at my hole, and rammed himself back into me. He got something he always wanted, he just needs a few minutes to accept it, Raff’s voice said. Dev’s face twisted into a wicked grin as he stared straight into my eyes. Sweat dripped down from his face, onto mine. A drop landed near my lips and instinctively, I licked it up. There are people who would die for my cum. Dev shifted his arms, and suddenly, his hands were wrapping around my neck. Dev’s become a lot more fucked up since he came off his meds. His grip tightened. He was strangling me, and my cock felt like it was going to explode. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck’ was all I could say, though with Dev choking me, it sounded more like weak grunts and gurgles than any kind of actual word. I was getting light headed, and my vision started going funny. Things went blurry, and Dev’s tattoos looked like they were moving. Was this a hallucination? I’d never hallucinated before. My brain made Dev’s face take on all sorts of horrific forms. One second, black horns seemed to be erupting from the tattoos on his head. The next, he looked like he was snarling like some horrible beast. For a moment, Dev was gone completely, replaced by anyone my mind felt like conjuring. Jesse, Reese, Raff, old partners and fuck buddies, even a teacher I’d had a crush on back in school. “Look at me!” Dev growled, and my eyes suddenly refocused on him. His face was turning red and he was gritting his teeth. His hands were still at my throat, though not quite so tight. He must have realized just how close to passing out I was. “Fuck! Fuck! Fucking take it, you cunt! Take it!” He yelled so loud it hurt my ears. He slammed all the way into my ass, and I could feel him erupt into me. It felt like an eternity as his balls unloaded their filth into my waiting ass, and I let out a long moan in time with the growling grunt that Dev was making. He started bucking his hips, fucking his load into me, even before he’d finished pumping it out. He stayed in me for a while longer, and we just looked at each other. His wicked grin was back, and he licked his lips, which made me smile, despite myself. My cock was still rock hard between us, but I didn’t want to do anything with it. All I cared about was the feeling in my hole. I’d been converted. That piercing must have torn my insides up, and Dev felt like he’d cum enough to fill a bathtub. There was no way his gift wasn’t already in my bloodstream. If I felt any panic about that then, the drugs completely drowned it out. Dev leaned forwards. I thought he was going to kiss me for a minute, but instead, he simply licked up the side of my face, tasting my sweat and leaving a trail of spit. He must have noticed my dick getting squashed between our stomachs, because when he moved back up, he looked down at it. With a gross snorting sound, Dev spat on my cock. The feeling made me gasp. He took hold of me, pumping my dick and covering it in his spit. It felt good. Finally, I felt him pull out of me. My body felt completely ruined, and all I could do was lay there, covered in all our fluids, as he pulled his jeans back up. Without another word, or even a look back, Dev turned and left the room, grabbing his vest as he went. A moment later, I heard the front door slam shut.

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Yeah, I know… Should be done by now. But I got distracted by other stuff. Just to give you an idea of what I've been working on… I wanted to move my porn sites over to my new platform, but the big piece that was missing was a way to handle "tags". I wanted a unified tagging system that dealt nicely with duplicate concepts (e.g. "dick" is the same as "cock" is the same as "penis" is the same as "willy" – there's no point having multiple pages for each of those especially when you add in compound concepts like "uncut dick" or "big dick" or "big black cock"). So that got me into developing an entire hierarchical dictionary of terms that are used in porn, etc. For example, "big dick" is a type of dick, and "monster cock" is a type of big dick. And "big black dick" is a child of both big dick and black men. (And on and on and on… If you're a library sciences guy you'll love what I've done.) Then place names came up as tags, so that got me off on geocoding. So now I've integrated a place name database (states, counties, cities, neighborhoods, parks, etc.) and another database for businesses (e.g. gyms, bars, bathhouses). But those databases have flaws so cleaning will be needed. All the geocoding / place stuff is crucial to hookup sites, so it's not just about tagging. In the middle of geocoding stuff, I realized I needed to finish my rating system. I threw out what I'd worked on before where everything was rated on a 5 star system and went to thumbs up / thumbs down + fav for rating of general things and then 5 star ratings for more detailed stuff. [If you're wondering - faves are same as thumbs up only they'll appear on your profile page and in % positive calculations they wipe out 2 thumbs down rather than 1. And you'd use the star system to say rate a porn star as a top, bottom, or flip fucker.] Then I had sorta set a deadline for myself to figure out on-demand t-shirt printing (wanted it done before I go on vacation). So when I got to a level of completion on the geocoding stuff I switched over to t-shirts. Instead of going the easy route and doing a pre-configured store, I'm building my own store. The idea is I want to know which members buy stuff and give them perks. And I want them to submit pics of themselves wearing/using what they buy and then I'll use those pics (with permission) in the store. If the pics are popular they'll get free or discounted stuff (e.g. more t-shirts). I hope to get some beta code working and get my first order placed today or tomorrow. I'll clean up a few things before going on vacation, and when I'm back next month I'll tackle things in the following order (over a number of months): Finish off my work on user accounts, logins, and links between sites in my network of sites that are all on the same code platform. Get the store done and a few designs up for sale so it's ready by late November / the holiday buying season. Ask for community help on cleaning up the geocoding stuff. I need people with local knowledge who can specify the commonly understood hierarchy of places. (e.g. BBRT has both "New York" and "Manhattan" when they're the same place). Setup really basic profile pages. Shut down chat on the Breeding Zone domain and split it into chat on BBBH.men and PozPigs.com (and possibly OralPigs.com). Implement 1-on-1 chat. Get my minor porn blogs migrated to the new platform, and work out any problems. Get the rawTOP porn blog migrated to the new platform. Get Raunchy Fuckers (my tube site) migrated to the new platform (a substantial project). Program content pulls from sponsors for my porn sites (a substantial project). Get Cumdump.Network and PublicUrinals.com up and running (requires geocoding stuff be done). Flesh out feature set for BBBH.men, PozPigs.com, OralPigs.com, TwistedPigs.com, and SpunkBuds.com (the full-featured hookup sites). So 1-on-1 chat is on the list – #6, but it will probably be late December (?) before I get to down to that point. I need to get the porn site related items (down to #10) done by mid-March since I'll meet with a lot of my sponsors at a conference in late March. Non-porn items may take a back burner if I'm at risk of missing that deadline.

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

Part 5 I spent the weekend at home, alone and drinking. I couldn’t believe what had happened. I had to let it soak in. At least the weekend when by slowly, which was good as I wasn’t sure how I was going to face work and my boss on Monday, but eventually it came around. I arrived at my cubicle on time without having spoken with anyone, not even those on the elevator. I kept my head down and just waited, searching for a ready explanation to give anyone who asked if I was out of sorts. Not finding any creative explanation, I decided I would answer any inquiries by simply saying I had drunk too much over the weekend. Which wasn't by any stretch a lie. Once my computer was up and going, I went through my morning routines. Emails first. Fuck. There in my box was an email from my boss, telling me we had a meeting at ten in his office. Deep down I was hoping that it was a department meeting, but at ten I learned it was not. “Excellent job last week, Kent,” he said as I entered his office. “Thank you Sir,” I replied. “Please take a seat,” he said, moving around from behind his desk. Sitting on the corner of his desk, suit jacket open, his crotch open to my view. My hole twitched knowing what was lurking behind that zipper. “I had a good chat with the VP of Public Relations and needless to say he would like to get involved in our special project.” “Sir?” I asked. “He’s in a situation similar to mine, so I've offered him your services. He doesn't know your identity, but would like to meet you tonight at the same motel where we met.” “I don’t know.” “Same room, but at six” he said, adding “I have arranged for you to leave early, with pay, so you can be ready for your meeting.” “Sir, I ….” I tried to say. “Don’t disappoint me, Kent,” he said, “you are providing a great service to the executives of our corporation.” “Yes, Sir, I'll meet him at six.” “I knew you would, always a team player,” he replied with a smile, adding “you can leave at lunch time to get ready.” “Yes, Sir.” “Do me proud” he added as I stepped out of his office, but not before he commented “Oh, and our time Friday will be a standing appointment, got it?” “Yes, Sir.” The day went by fast at work and then at home. I quickly found myself back in my car heading out to the sleazy motel to be used by another man. I was a little nervous not only entering the motel during the day, but on who was about to meet. I had never met him before, nor had I ever laid eyes on him. Parking behind the motel, near room 13, I looked around. The only other vehicle in the lot was a black Range Rover. Taking a deep breathe I got out and headed to the door. I could see the curtains of the window open a bit. I fought the urge to peek in to see what I who I was going to met. I reached the door and knocked, abandoning the idea of peeking in the window. When the door opened I was shocked, instead of a very old man, I came face to face with a man in about his early forties. He had blonde hair and blues eyes, clean shaven. He was dressed only in white briefs, which were already tenting outwards. His body was toned and completely smooth. No words were spoken. He simply motioned for me to enter. Once inside the door was shut and locked. He pulled the curtains shut. I was standing in the middle of the room, staring at the bed, the one just a few days ago my boss fucked me three times and knocked me up. His hand on my ass brought me back to the present. I didn’t waste any time. I began to remove my clothes, until I was naked in front of him. Without saying a word, I moved to the bed and sat down. He just stood there and watched, rubbing his crotch through his underwear. “What position do you prefer for fucking?” I asked. “On your back, ass at the edge and your legs stretched up to heaven,” he replied. I laid back, making sure my ass was on the edge of the bed and lifted my legs. I watched him drop his briefs. His cock was not as big as my boss’s, but then few cocks would be. Still the blond man's cock was a good seven inches, cut. He moved towards my ass, slowly stroking his cock, which was already hard. Once at my ass, he pushed the head of his cock into my hole, but just only to hold it in place, it didn’t go in. “You understand that this will be a fuck with no condoms.” I nodded. “I don’t pull out either when I shoot my load.” I nodded again. “Oh, one more thing. I am highly toxic” he said slamming his cock into me balls deep. I screamed. I was pre-lubed but I was not relaxed enough for him to enter me. He pushed in further as his body met mine. “Wanna be a cold fucking whore” he said, “I will treat you like a cold fucking whore.” He pulled his cock back until his head was just inside and then slammed back in. The pain was intense. His hands gripped my ankles, pulling my legs wide. His cock was being rammed in and out of me. “Still shooting neg, bitch?” he asked. “I think so.” “So, no fuck-flu yet?” “No, Sir.” His balls were bouncing off my ass hard, as his cock used my hole. “You know you’re just a fuck hole to us” he said, “nothing more.” “Yes Sir, fuck me and breed me.” “A fucking whore who gives it away for free.” He was sweating good now. Beads of sweat was running down his chest. I turned my head to see our reflection in the mirror. I could see his ass muscles clinch up, causing deep dimples to form on his ass as he murmured “Leaking toxic cock slime into that whore ass.” I watch more beads of sweat run down his back and over his beefy ass. At times I could see the reflection of his cock pumping in and out of my ass. “Look at me, cunt.” I turned my head and looked him in the eyes. He pulled my legs open wider, causing a little pain in my groin. “Your fucking cock’s not even hard” he said, “you’re just a pussy boy.” His speed was picking up, his cock was pumping my ass harder and harder as it steadily thickened-up. “You should feel privileged getting my toxic load, bitch.” He slammed his cock deep into my hole and as he did so, he lost his balance and fell on top of me, his cock, however, remained buried deep in my hole as it pumped his poz load into my ass. “Fuck,” he exclaimed as he quickly lifted off of me and withdrew from my ass, wiping his cock on my leg and moved away. I slowly lowered my legs and stood. It was over quick. “At least you could say is fucking thank you,” he snapped. “Thank you Sir, for your toxic load.” He nodded in acknowledgement as he ordered “Get dressed and get out.” I quickly pulled my clothing on and stepped towards the door. As I reached for the door knob he called-out "Hey, I'll email your boss when I want that hole again,” adding as an after thought “It’s the best I’ve had in a long time.” I stepped out of his room and stood in the hall, my back up against his door, trying to take in the session in, recognizing he had treated me like shit, yet apparently wanted it again. "Damn, that’s fucked up," I said quietly to myself. “Got that pussy fucked again?” a voice to my right said. Walking up the sidewalk was the Marine. Shit, I thought, this is all I need. “Different john, I see. Maybe you should charge them. Sell that pussy if it’s that good,” he said with a laugh. I headed to my car to make my departure, but before I reached it he grunted “Hey faggot!” ever so helpfully reminding me “AIDS kills.”

Part 3 I kept fighting to push him off of me. I had a good idea of what he had and I didn’t want it, however my efforts to extract my ass from his cock were just a waste of energy. “It’s too late. I’m so turned on” he said smiling, “I've been leaking into your warm hole since I slid in." His cock was pumping faster and harder as he pressed his weight down on me, holding me still as he explained “I need this release," his breath becoming increasingly coarse, even as his cock because increasingly turgid. "I’m so close,” he murmured as his hips pounded ever faster. I gave-up on escaping and counted on him finishing-up after which I could escape, and clean-out his load. Grunting, he fucked me with yet increased energy. "Here it comes,” he announced as he pushed deep into my ass, raised up his body, his hands anchored on my chest as he positioned himself for his explosion, exclaiming "I'm shooting my toxic HIV into your hole!” as he pushed against me more and more, almost slamming his hips into me, repeatedly exclaiming "Take it, take it,” only to collapse on me, laying there gasping for breath but otherwise motionless. I tied to wiggle out from under him, as he was in a relaxed state from his climax, but he sensed it and pressed more of his weight to me, explaining "Oh, we're not done. I still have a couple of loads left in my balls," as he pushed deeper into my ass, somehow trying to find ever more depth. Then with a slight chuckle he explained "I've been saving this up for a while.” I accepted that I was stuck, that I was going to get more poz loads out of my boss. He didn’t wait long until he started to pump his hard massive cock in and out of my hole. With his cum in me, his cock was now wet. I moaned over and over as he fucked me, commenting “The whore likes my big poz cock.” Giving into to the demon lust I answered “Oh God yes, fuck me, fuck me Daddy!” He stood up, grabbed my ankles in his big hands, spreading my legs wide. “You got it baby’ he said smiling pumping his cock into me hard and harder. Oh my hole had never felt like this, it was stretched around a huge cock and the sensations were out of this world. “Give me another load” I yelled. “What kind of load do you want?” he asked. “A poz load, your poz load!” I was now getting into this. I had dropped my guard, my fear and I was letting loose. I wanted more of his furry body, more of his cock and more of his cum. “Oh fuck yeah, I knew I had you pegged right,” he remarked almost to himself. I could feel his balls slapping my ass as he pounded my hole. Harder and harder he fucked me. The mattress was squeaking and the bed was hitting the wall causing a rhythmic pounding noise. The thuds were getting louder and louder, the faster he pounded my hole. “Oh fuck yeah, give me that big cock” I yelled. He was now pulling completely out of my hole and ramming it back in. The thuds were getting louder too. “Someone’s getting fucked hard in that room” I heard someone out side say. “Harder," I yelled. He was really starting to sweat, which was matting down his fur. He was breathing hard. I could feel his cock hardening up as his balls drew up close to his body as he grunted "Oh, fuck, your ass is milking my cock.” “Shoot it in me deep” I yelled, "poz my ass.” He slammed into me hard and collapsed onto my body, knocking the breath out of me. I struggled to breathe. As the shooting of cum in my ass slowed, he raised up a little, giving each of us a slight breather, after which he explained “The next fuck, you are going to do the work and ride me.” I just nodded.

Part 1 Fuck, right there on the front of my khaki pants was a huge wet spot. I knew it was a bad idea to read the stories on Breeding Zone at work, but what was really worse, was I had to piss. How would I get from my cubicle to the mens room on the other side of the office without my co-workers seeing my huge wet spot? I put my head in my hands to think. Shit, I thought back to school when I had had to try to hide an inopportune hard on when called upon to go up to the board. Okay, hands in pockets - fuck that wouldn't work. Book in front of the crotch. Okay that would work. But wait - there were no books - but there were files. Yeah, a file would work. “Everything okay?” a voice asked from behind me. “Yeah, just trying to think” I replied, turning around my chair. Fuck, it was my boss. I panicked a little. Had he caught me looking at my phone reading the stories and gently rubbing my hard on in my pants. I had lusted after this man for so long, but not in an obvious way, but who wouldn’t. He was a little over six feet, salt and pepper hair, with the same in his goatee, and he filled out his suit perfectly. It was if is tailor had painted on his suits of him. You could always see a little tuff a hair sticking out of his collar, just behind his tie, with more tuffs at the cuffs of his sleeves leading to his furry hands. He walked around with a huge bulge in his crotch. I only had one word that really described him: DADDY. “Okay carry on” he said walking away. Grabbing my folder, I headed to the restroom, hiding my wet spot all the way. A s I entered, the lights flickered on. I was relieved that no one else was in the rest room. Grabbing a hand full of paper towels, leaving the folder on the sink. I headed to the stall. I shut the door and locked myself in and inspected my trousers. “Shit” I said out loud. The spot was bigger than I remembered. I took the towels and rubbed the spot trying to dry it. I began to worry that my coworkers would think I pissed on my self. It began to dry a little and disappear. Once it was small enough that people didn’t notice, I left the stall and stepped up the the urinal, unzipped and pulled out my soft cock. I was about to start to piss when the men’s room door opened and footsteps walked to the urinal next to me. “This is where you disappeared to,” my boss said. “Yeah,” I said nervously. “Don’t be pee shy on my account” he said, looking up from my cock. Damn, these older buildings with no dividers between the urinals are a blessing and a curse. I looked over and looked him right in the eyes. He had a big smile on his face. His hand were unzipping his dress pants. I looked down and watched him reach inside and pull out his cock. My eyes widened. His cock was so fucking thick. My first instinct was it was almost as thick as a beer bottle. And it was still fucking soft. The head along was huge. “Don’t be scared, it’s very friendly," he said. My eyes widened more, almost to the point of where they could pop right out. My boss knew I was looking at his cock and he was flirting with me. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to look” I said nervously. “Don’t be shy. I have seen you looking at me, looking at my crotch," he said. I was so scared and nervous I was about to pass out. I think my cock shriveled. “I have been watching you too, especially that ass” he said as hit piss start to flow and hit the back of the urinal. “You’re married” I said. “Oh, it’s complicated” he said. “Oh” I replied. “I need you to stay after we close. I have a special project for you” he said. He finished pissing, put his cock away and zipped up. I heard him behind me washing his hands. I closed my eyes and concentrated, getting my piss to flow. By the time I had finished, he was gone. My mind raced with thoughts and questions. I could only stare into the mirror, lost as I washed my hands. I returned to my desk and looked at the clock. Only two hours until closing and everyone would be leaving. I busied myself, trying to keep my mind off this after hours project he had for me. Each time I looked at the clock, only a few minutes went by. Time was dragging. I decided to stop looking at the clock and when I looked up again I saw the last person heading to the elevator. “You coming?” she asked. “Just finishing this report up. I'll be out of here in about 15 minutes or so.” The bitch didn’t even wait for my response. She simply rushed to get to the elevator, throwing me a casual wave. , she was rushing to get to the elevator waving at me. When she was gone, I got up and headed to my bosses office. Knocking on the door when I arrived. “Come in,” he said. As I did he motioned for me to sit down. He was behind his desk. As I sat down, he got up and moved in front of his desk, sitting on it in front of me. His suit jacket was unbuttoned and his crotch was huge. “I’m not going to beat around the bush here” he said, “I am going to propose something, if you say yes it must be a secret here in the office, If you say no, it’s okay, but if you got to HR, I will flat out deny it and your career here will be over.” “I understand.” “I need someone to give me some stress release. My wife refuses, and you are my choice” he said, “Understand?” “Yeah, I think so.” “We would meet at your place or a motel, you will give me my release,” adding “at least twice a week." I just stared at his eyes. “This will not help your career here in any way” he said. I just nodded. “Before you answer, let me show you what exactly you will be dealing with.” I watched as he undid his belt, letting it hang on each leg wide open. He then unbutton his pants and unzipped them, opening them wide. I could see his black underwear inside. I looked up at his face, seeing his smile grow. My eye went back down to his crotch. His hand moved inside his underwear, then pulled out his cock and balls. His cock hung over his balls, thick and veiny. His balls were huge too, not quite the size of eggs. Everything just hung there. I looked up and his eyebrows raised up. His hand moved back to his cock and wrapped around it, slowly fisting himself. His cock twitched and grew, thickening a little more, even as it grew substantially in length. I had seen a cock like this in porn, only it was uncut. His cock was the cock version of Lito Cruz. My mouth dropped a little, as I watched this meaty cock harden in front of my eyes. He let go, it was hard but still had a bit of softness to it. “I think it likes you,” he said coyly. I just nodded, I was speechless. “Are in you or out of this special project?” he asked. “Oh, I’m in, I'm definitely in.” “Excellent, tomorrow night is our first meeting. You will get a text of when and where tomorrow afternoon” he said, tucking his cock back in his pants.

I lost track of time as Jason fucked my hole. I was tweaking so hard my hole burned with pleasure. Jason's large dick stayed rock hard, scissoring into my insides brutally as the other three men took turns shoving their cocks in my mouth. "Whew, I'm high," one of them groaned. "Not as high as this good boy right here," another one chuckled as he grabbed my head and shoved his dick into my mouth, then pushed down and gagged me with it. Meanwhile, Jason leaned down and licked my face as he impaled me with his dick. He fucked me so hard he was trying to hurt me. "Damn, his pussy's so tight," he growled as he took a draw from a cigarette. "Cum inside me," I moaned weakly as the other mens' dicks slapped my face and poked at my lips. "You want my poz load? You want me to breed that sloppy little cunt?" he roared. I opened my mouth to answer, but Bruce had mounted my chest and slid his dick into my mouth. I felt Jason grab my ankles hard and spread my legs as wide as he could. His dick hardened in my ass and trembled, and I felt pump after pump of warm fluid rush up my rectum. "TAKE. MY. LOAD. YOU. LITTLE. WHORE!" he roared, slamming his load deeper into me with every word. I flexed my toes in pleasure as he rammed his cum into me. He slid his dick out, leaving my ass feel empty and sore. The head of his dick made a little "pop!" sound as it left my hole. At the same time, Bruce pulled out of my mouth and came heavily on my face, adding thick white clumps of semen to the spit already covering my face. Before I could take a breath, he pushed his dick inside my mouth again to have me clean it off, while another one of the men plunged his dick inside my ass. The other men laughed degradingly and spat on my body. I had no idea what time it was or how long they had fucked me for, but John and Blake fucked me and added their loads to my pussy before leaving, then Jason fucked me again, then Bruce. I pushed into Bruce's cock as he churned the cocktail of cum inside me. Globs of white cum leaked out of my ass, stuck to his dick, and trickled down onto the bed. My sticky ass squeaked as he pummeled my cunt, lubed only with poz cum. My legs bounced with every thrust of his big dick. A waterfall of white fluid had leaked onto my taint down my asscrack. Bruce leaned down and put his hand over my throat. “You want Daddy’s poz load inside of that tight hole? You wanna be Daddy’s dirty little drugged up whore?” “Yeah, Daddy! Fuck me!” “What do you want? I can’t hear you.” “Fill me with your poz load! Make me your bitch! My boypussy is to service your big dick, poz me up and use me like your piece of meat! This hole is yours!” I barked. “Fuck yeah it is!” he roared, spitting into my face as he rammed his cock into me, cumming violently. I moaned in pleasure as he jammed his tool as deeply and sharply into my gut as he could. My ass made a sound like he was grinding meat, and my hole was now overflowing with so much cum it bubbled and lathered onto his dick. He scooped the excess and crammed it into my ass. Then he moved over to my face and rubbed the cum on his dick onto my face. “Good whore,” he groaned. “Let’s seal the deal.” Bruce left the room for a little bit and came back with a tattoo gun. “Stay still,” he ordered. I felt a painful burning prick on my ass, but I relaxed and rode my high. In sloppy handwriting, Bruce had permanently labeled “Cum Dump” on my asscheeks. At this time, Jason re-entered the room with ten other middle-aged men. Some were fat and balding, some looked gaunt, others were built and muscular. Their dicks had various sizes, but all of them were paid customers. I laid their groaning, my ass bubbling with white goo and my face covered in globs of cum and spit. Jason walked over and stuck me with another .7 slam. The mens’ cocks grew hard watching my pimp drug me up. I had come down a little from my high before, but now I was wired all over again. My existence was nothing but a hole, a disposable dump n’ run. My purpose was to be bred by men, and if I let them, Jason would slam me. “Go on, boys; he’s all lubed up. Get your $10’s worth,” he said, grinning. I lifted my legs and tossed my head back. Continued in part 4

Part 2 Jason pulled his cock out of his mouth, then spat on my face. Globs of his warm spit covered my cheeks and nose; I was completely covered in saliva. He then took his cock and mixed our saliva on my face. I moaned in ecstasy. "Fucking slut," he said. He reached over to his desk, and pulled out two full, syringes. One was dark red. "You know what's in here?" he asked. I shook my head, still gasping and moaning for his cock. "This red one is yours and has my poz blood in it. One slam and you're guaranteed poz. It also has .6 g of Tina in it. You ready for this slam? Once the need pricks your arm, there's no going back." I hadn't known Jason was poz, and I didn't even care at this point. The idea of having his bug, that he was exerting this power over me and changing my life, that he didn't care about me and just wanted to drug me up and use me like a piece of trash... that was overwhelming. Without hesitation, I screamed, "YES! SLAM ME WITH THAT POZ BLOOD!" He tied a tourniquet around my arm and had me make a fist, then slid the needle in. I felt a little prick, and then a hot rush. He released the tourniquet, and my mind exploded. I coughed as my head buzzed and spun. I felt a loosnening and heating of my body. Jason then slammed himself and popped a viagara. I moaned and writhed on Jason's bed, pulling off my tank top and showing off my asshole to him. Jason grabbed my legs and teased my pussy with his hot breath. Then he leaned in and began slurping. I felt his 5' o clock shadow rubbing against my asscheeks like sandpaper. His cold tongue massaged my hole as I flew; I had transformed into a full-fledged poz tweaking slut, and I was having the ride of my life. I never imagined I'd be begging for cock with empty syringes around me and my face covered in spit. It was a dream come true. He pried my cunt open with his fingers and fucked me with his tongue. I moaned loudly, and my eyes rolled back into their sockets. I was so high I would've done anything for Jason's dick at that point. I wanted load after load in my hole. Jason spat on my ass and rubbed his spit into my hole as I groaned. "My cunt feels so wet," I groaned. "All the better for me to fuck it," he sneered. "Wanna get even higher?" "YES!" I screamed as he hungrily plunged back into licking my asshole. He pulled his face away, then threw me on my back. He repacked the pipe and handed it to me, then grabbed a bottle of car grease and lathered it over my hole. He took a funnel from his drawer and planted it in my ass. The thin funnel planted itself in my ass loosely. He stood up. I had already lit the bowl, and felt the sweet taste of chemicals rushing into my body. He aimed his dick at the funnel and began to piss. I felt the dark yellow liquid trickle into my ass and up my intestines. My stomach churned as his chem piss flooded my system. He pissed for what felt like eternity; my body was full of his juice. He then removed the funnel, and my ass began overflowing, so he planted a butt plug and allowed the piss to sit inside me. At that point, I must've been so high I was bordering on overdosing. It took only what felt like 5-10 minutes for the piss to suddenly get me higher than what I thought was humanly possible. I was flying to the point where I was practically screaming for more cock. In that moment, I achieved nirvana. I realized that my whole life has led up to this: This is my purpose in life. A boy's hole is to be used by men, and he is just a piece of trash to be fucked and fucked again. I didn't care about dying early; this was my mission and goal in life, and I didn't want to do anything else. I wanted to be a chem whore. "Put on your shirt and boots, we're taking a little trip," he told me. I was confused, but I did as commanded. I left his apartment shamelessly, with my cutoffs torn at my ass and a buttplug still crammed in. He threw a coat over me, and we walked downstairs to another apartment. There were four men in the apartment playing poker at a kitchen table with bags of crystal everywhere. My eyes glowed at the sight of the drugs, already hooked. Two of them were burly and hairy, although one was significantly shorter than the other. The last one was an older man, dressed in a business attire with peppery hair. Jason introduced me. The shorter one was Bruce, the big guy was Blake, and the older gentleman was John. "What's that?" Bruce asked. He walked up to me and slid the plug out of my ass. A flood of slampiss flushed out of my hole. He grinned. "Price of crystal's going up. This is our cash cow," Jason said proudly. "Pozzed and hooked on Tina already. I say we break him in." "It's 'it', not 'him'," John corrected. "He's property now." The room spun so much that I couldn't even stand up straight. I must've blacked out for a minute, but I phased back in moments later on a bed at the sight of Jason completely naked. He had a large biohazard tattoo on his chest. His giant, hard dick was brushing up against my asshole, which had been lubed with car grease and vaseline. He had one of the blunts I brought. "Light up, man. We're gonna be using this trash for a long time," Bruce chuckled. The rest of them were passing around a bong as they watched Jason's tip enter my hole. It was large, thicker than any dick I had ever taken. I moaned in ecstasy, having needed his toxic pole inside me for so long. "FUCK ME!" I screamed, and everyone in the room laughed. "Take it, whore," Jason murmured, as he plunged sharply into my ass. I could feel my insides being torn up, but the drugs took away all the pain and kept all the pleasure. It was unbelievable, and I needed him to fuck me harder and faster. "Yeah, fuck that garbage," Blake laughed as he spat on me. Jason smoked the blunt as he quickened his pace. He was fucking my as hard as he could, completely empowered and entranced by the pleasure of plowing up my partied up hole. "OH YEAH! OH-" "Shut the whore up," Blake ordered, and Bruce rammed his dick down my throat before I could finish. Bruce's dick was 6" and fat, a beautiful dick that was almost made for porn. Bruce and Jason fucked my brains out together. Jason pressed the blunt to my lips, and I inhaled without thinking. As my mind floated, I felt happy to finally serve my purpose. Continued in Part 3