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Isn't it funny, I go to the sauna with intentions to spend all day there and struggle to get a decent fuck. But then, like on Sunday, I go but can only stay there an hour or so, and there's cock and arse everywhere! I woke up on Sunday morning feeling horny as fuck. I was due to go to a family Sunday lunch at 4pm, parents, brother and his wife and their boys, an aunt and her husband, that kind of thing, so I thought I'd drop by the Greenhouse early afternoon on the way. The car park was pretty full when I got there, promising I thought. After showering I headed down into the cellar. I could feel bodies but couldn't see anything as it's so dark down there. Feeling my way across to the sling I bumped into a couple of guys, exchanged gropes of cocks and arses, then found that there was a guy in the sling. Chubby guy, thin hard cock, felt his hole, quite wet. I'd got a new bottle of poppers, good stuff from Holland. I take a good sniff and as my head begins to fly I kneel down and press my tongue into his hole. I taste lube, cum, arse, it's such a dirty taste, so hot. I slurp the mess from his ring, lick down his crack, more cum and fuck knows what else. A guy pushes past me, shoves his cock into the bottoms hole, I feel the tops balls and sweaty arse crack, I feel the tops hole, he's wet too. I leave them to fuck and move toward the bench, I can see shapes now my eyes have become accustomed to the dark, I lie forward, resting my arms on the bench. Only seconds later a finger feels between my arse cheeks, finds my lubed hole. Then the anonymous shape is pressing an anonymous cock head into me, he's not too big, just right to open me up. I pull my cheeks apart to let him get deeper, squeezjng my hole around him. He fucks maybe a minute but then he's gone, too many guys here not ready to cum, but I like to feel them inside me. A guy reaches under me, grabs my Viagra enduced hardness, roughly pulls my cock too far back so he can try to suck it, hurts but I like being hurt. I stand and spin around, grab his balls, kiss his mouth, our teeth clash in the dark, tongues fight, he tastes of cigarettes and mints. He turns around offering me his arse. I push in, he's tight. I spit on my hand and wet his hole before shoving in harder, my cock driving through his muscle. He rears back, I know it's hurting him but I keep on pressing into him. He pulls away, too big he tells me, he melts into the dark. I cross the room, a guy comes up behind me, takes a nipple between his fingers, I rest my head against his face as he squeezes, twists. He bends me over the bench, pushing a nice large cock into my hole. It hurts as it opens my ring, his cock head driving through the tissues inside my arse. I think he was black, coarse curly pubes press against my cheeks. He said he wanted to cum, did I want his load? I said yeah He said where? inside you? I said yeah please So he fucked. Serious deep strokes, goes on for ages. My hole had dried, but I was enjoying the friction, I knew I would be sore later. I was thinking he may not cum after all, but then he asked for my poppers, stopped with his cock buried deep inside me, handed me the poppers back and I take deep sniffs and squeeze my arse around him. Then the real fucking starts. He really goes for it, savage deep anonymous shagging, so intense, I'm hitting the bench hard with each thrust, I'm hurting but loving it. Then his hard deep thrusts, 5 maybe 6, he growls as he shoots his cum deep, filling my bowels, sharing his seed. He pulls out, I'm on my knees in an instant, sucked him clean, loving the taste of his cum and my arse. Grabbing his towel he's gone into the dark. I'm knackered! I put my towel around me, my cock hard still, I head upstairs, into a cubicle, lay my towel on the bench. Leaving the door open I lay on my front and doze… Later, not long I don't think, there's a hand on my arse, a finger in my crack. I press back. His weight on the bench behind me, a damp towel thrown between me and the wall. He pulls my hips, I get the message and kneel up, he shuffles to me. I huff my poppers, my head spins with tingles of excitement. His cock is in my arse crack, he can't seem to get it right. I reach behind me, his cock is warm, fat, uncut. No condom. I move it to my hole, guide him, pressing back when it's in the right place. The head goes in, I'm so wet with the last guys load. He pushes forward, hands on my hips, holding me, pulling me, he slides deeper. I feel his shaft travel through my muscle, I so love the feeling of it, his hard cock entering my hole. I reach behind me. His pubes are shaved but stubbly, his balls nice and large, I love to feel my hole as a cock is stretching it open. He's long! His cock hits the back of my rectum before his balls hit my hole. I take more poppers, rest my head on my hands on the bench, my arse in the air, loving the feelings. He starts the fuck, pulls out, drives straight back in, again and again, it hurts when he bottoms out in me, he rams the wall every time he drives into me. I wonder if it's bruising something inside. I love the hurt, I want him deeper. He pulls out completely a few times, punching back through my sphincter, he's so fucking good. He shifts his angle, his cock bashes my prostate, it's painful but hot. Then something gives way inside me, I feel his scratchy pubes press against my arse cheeks. He's found my inner ring, his cock head is pushing through on every thrust, the sensation is awesome. He's getting faster, breathing heavily, he pulls out and grabs me, turns me over and pulls me to the edge of the bench where he's now standing. Pulls my ankles onto his shoulder, finds my hole again and is back inside my body, leaning over me. His sweat drips onto my chest. I'm almost folded, he fucks harder, deeper, punching my intestines, he holds my thighs, controlling my body as he pistons in and out. I cum, my cock untouched, I shoot over my stomach, it seems such a long cum as my arse cannot clench closed, it clenches his cock shaft, that seems to send him over the edge. He cries out, I more imagine than feel his cum but he must have shot 7 times, his cock buried deep inside me, his semen infiltrating deep into my body. My hole becomes wet, I know it's now leaking around his cock shaft. He collapses onto me, sweat and my cum between us. Just one word - thanks - and he pulls out and stands, pulling his towel back. As he turns I notice his tattoos, the Scorpion on his left arse cheek looks old, the bio-hazard on his right cheek is fresh, not long healed… Then he's gone.

“Dad I made it to the hotel” “OK, now take a pic of your giftof an ass, post it online and get it filled for daddy’s birthday” “How many loads do I have to take?” “At least one for every year old you are.” “But I’ve never taken anyone but yours” “Look it’s my birthday today and I want ur perfect little muscled ass stretched and leaking an over abundance of man slime for my birthday while u have an oversexed yet happy look on your face when I get there.” “OK, I wanna make u happy.” “And u do, and for ur birthday tomorrow we can do what u want. I will piss your ass clean out of all the men’s cum that have been in your hole and just leave my man meat resting in ur recovering hole as I hold u as much as u want tomorrow.” “Then will u meet my bf?” “Perhaps, I don’t wanna rush things”

Also, I realise that having been offline for almost 3 months, this story has been left on the shelf, with Charlie in mid examination ... Kind of me I guess to allow him all that extra time to keep hold onto his precious Golden locks 😈 ... 👦 With that in mind, if you wish for this story to continue, show your eagerness with an 'upvote' or 'like', so I know if it is worth carrying on or not. For now, I am off to bed to sleep. Goodnight my fellow dirTy BZ fuckers! 😛 Formerly known as DaddysHand 😴

So the house next door to me caught fire earlier this year, and the owner has literally done nothing with it. The back yard is pretty closed off from prying eyes. I live on one side, the house on the other side is empty, and for sale, and the garage obstructs the view from the house behind it. Since I don’t live alone, me being able to host is pretty slim, and most of the guys on Grindr around me are middle eastern and black, so most are dl/married. So this guy hits me up one morning, and since I couldn’t host, I decided to try the backyard. We walk back there, and he whips out his big dick. It’s got to at least be 10” long. One of the longest dicks I’ve ever had. I start sucking him, and get his dick wet from spit, then he slowly slides inside of me, and starts pumping my cunt. I start to cream on his dick, which seemed to turn him on, he starts pumping deeper and harder, and then goes balls deep, and I feel it. His dick is throbbing, and his nut is filling me up. We’ve done it back there a few times since then. A couple days later, the kid who mows my lawn was over. He’s sexy af. 18, slim, with a big dick, if the bulge in his basketball shorts is to be believed. I always try to be in something tight around my ass when he’s over, even though I’m sure he’s straight. One day, on a particularly hot day, he came up and asked for some water. I got him a bottle, and looked down, and his dick was rock hard. Like so hard, you can almost see everything. I start to blush, and he said “I need some head. You think you can help me oki?” Since my roommates were home, we went over to the next door backyard, I pull his Dick out, and it’s beautiful. It’s at least 8-9”, and really thick. I had a hard time getting a lot of it in my throat. I’m sucking his dick, when I take my mouth off of it to ask, “you wanna fuck?” He took a second or two to say yeah. He asked for a condom, but since I only fuck raw, I don’t have any on me. I keep sucking, thinking we’re not gonna fuck because of the condom, when he says bend over. We go to the central air machine, and I bend over. It’s thick. It hurts, so I flip over on my back. I don’t know why, but it always goes in easier that way. He slides the tip in, and starts to slowly open me up. I’m a total slut. I’m tight, but once I’m opened, you can pound me as deep and hard as you want. So we get a good rhythm going, and that’s when I hear him mutter “oh fuck.” I knew he was close, I whisper “cum in me, baby. Give me your babies.” He starts to pound it now, and cums. Loads. I mean, when I say he cummed, I mean it was a huge load. Literally was leaking down my legs, there was so much of it. I get back on my knees, and clean his dick off with my throat. He pulls my head in down on his dick, and says “thanks. Don’t tell anyone.” Now we come to today. On Grindr, and another black guy who we’ve chatted with before, hits me up, asking if I’ve been loaded up yet. I hadn’t. I work nights, and wake up in the early afternoon. He asked if he could give me one. I gave him the address, washed my hole, and headed over. He pulls his already thick dick out. 9” long, and 7” thick at least. I’m sucking him, thinking “he’s going to destroy my hole”, til he’s rock hard, and I pull my pants down and bend over. He’s taller than me, and has a hard time getting it in. I start sucking him again, lubing that dick up, then bend over again. He gets his head in, and starts opening me up, getting a little more in every time. We get him in all the way, when I start to cream. Guys love it when your ass creams, idk why. He’s pumping deep, with a good rhythm now. I start cumming without even touching myself. This has only happened once before, this turned him on, and he pushes his dick in as deep as he can. I whisper “cum in me”, and that’s all it took. He started pumping his nut in me. He pulled out, and I started worshipping his Dick again. He puts his thick dick back in his underwear, gets in his car. I get in mine, grab dinner, and here I am with his load still in me. More stories to come of my backyard escapades.

As it has been almost 3 months since I published the most recent chapter, here are some EXCERPTS from the last 3 chapters (Parts 34 through to 36), where 3 new characters have just come into the story; Friedrich, Igor, and their Doctor; Doctor Stanis! 💀 EXCERPT from Part 34; ... I was awoken to a vehicle driving in. I looked out of my window, and watched this black van with blacked out windows park up. And out from the drivers side came a figure in an all white uniform. He went to the back of the van with Usher and Sir joining him. They all seemed to be quite a while back there and I couldn't see everything that was happening. Then this all in white uniform figure was directing his hand gestures towards the main front door to the mansion, and in to my view came Sir & Usher pushing these two very weak and frail looking men in wheelchairs. They were wearing hospital gowns, just like I saw in my dreams. And now I know why I was unable to make out their facial features in my dreams, well, firstly they were quite a long way off, plus, they were also wearing oxygen masks. - So you must be Charlie! I looked up and got a fright. This stranger who just walked into my room was very much sinister looking. He really did unnerve me. He was the man from downstairs in the all white uniform. He was wearing white trousers, and a white jacket, with white shirt, black tie, and white shoes. His hair was thin, jet black, and brushed back. His eyes were a very dark brown that they almost looked black, and there seemed to be no life behind them. His face was a pale white, with his cheeks sunken in. He really was frightening me. I froze, and was unable to respond. - I am Doctor Stanis, and am here to sort out what I have been told is a Gono infection, and, give you an examination. I'd like you to sit on the edge of your bed for me so I can take a look. EXCERPT from Part 35; Either side to the entrance to the 'Medical Chamber' were the two very sick and frail looking men that had just arrived, wearing their hospital gowns, ID around their wrists, oxygen masks, whilst sitting in their wheelchairs. One of them looked to have unusual eyes. He didn't seem to be focusing. - Bring him in will you please Larry, and place him on the central steel examination table. Then wheel in my two patients, and place them in a corner each. Not the back wall, the door wall. Then leave. - At your service, Doctor. I had for the first time heard Sir's name! EXCERPT from Part 36; He placed his hands on my distended abdomen, and just stared at me, looking deeply into my eyes, boring into my soul. - It is soon time for your Master's virulent DNA to be drained from your cunt. And time also, for you to receive some brand new DNA. Speaking of which, how rude of me. I haven't introduced you to our two new guests. Charlie, this is Friedrich. He has several strains of HIV, one that is completely med resistant, and two strains of Hep C, hence his yellow appearance. He has AIDS! Friedrich had a nice thick bushy mustache which had always been a huge turn on for me. And then he looked over to the other guy, whose eyes looked odd. - And this is Igor. You may have noticed Igor's eyes are not what they are supposed to be. He has late stage syphilis, and is now almost blind. He too has multiple strains of HIV, which have also progressed to AIDS! Between these two 'sick fucks', they have a combined viral load of 71 million. They are EXCEPTIONALLY infectious! He took the two syringes of blood, that had just come from the two dying German studs, and injected it into a saline bag, hanging on an IV pole, again, to the side of the central examination table. My cannula was opened, in went the tubing from the saline bag, IV tubing clamp opened, and now, slowly in came my bag of very special fluids. ************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************* Part 37 and M☢️RE coming up ~ Charlie, the Demon obsessed boy's adventures continue .... 👺🐺💉☢️💦

SO, '13' people seem to want this story to continue. 13, unlucky for some, lucky for Charlie 🐷 ... And potentially also lucky for his foolish boyfriend Richard 🐺🌕

Michael pulled out of Toby and flipped him over doggy, slapping his arse and before he could get his breath, ramming his cock back into his cunt. I reverse flipped Milos so I could watch the two boys snogging as we plowed their arses. The mixture of pain and pleasure on Toby’s face was incredible to watch. With every thrust he couldn’t decide whether he wanted Michael to stop or to fuck him harder and deeper. Michael was lost in a frenzy of fucking, only reacting when I leaned over and pinched his pert brown nipples. Milos had Toby’s head in his hands as they snogged and as I repeatedly pulled my cock all the way out then pushed in back in, amazed that his hole kept clamming up after my cock had left it. Fuck, he was still so tight. Every so often, Milos would finger his wet cunt and feed his wet sloppy digits to Toby. Michael’s breathing started to increase as his thrusts into Toby started to increase in ferocity. Toby was now in his own fuck zone having finally surrendered his cunt to the all-out assault by the massive cock deep in his guts. I was amazed to see Toby still hard and dripping as he wanked his cock. V. I made a mental note to hand some out but doubted we would need it. I could feel my own balls tightening and involuntarily I slammed my fists into Milos’ sweaty back. He growled and looked back. “Fuck yeah, daddy!” I gripped his waist and rammed my cock in as deep as it would go, forcing him to pull his mouth away from his deep snogging and yell as he felt my hot seed pour into his guts. Almost instantaneously Michael roared and raising one leg onto the bed leverage, he pile drived his cock into Toby causing him to lose his grip and slam into the mattress as Michael came so hard and so much that his seed spurted backwards and all over his own crotch and stomach. But still he kept fucking, burying his seed as far as it would go as I enjoyed own intense orgasm, fucking Milos’ with ever slowing strokes and pulling him to snog him and grab and twist his balls. Finally we both withdrew and flung our fucks on to the bed where they lay, used, exhausted and sweaty. But Michael wasn’t finished. As I watched, he pushed his fist into Toby slightly open cunt ignoring his protests of pain and shock as he pulled out a cummy fist and smeared it all over his bottom boi’s face. It was so sudden and unexpected that Toby wasn’t able to resist until it was over and he was eating his own cunt filling. Milos scrambled to his knees and greedily cleaned up Michael’s cock. Cupping his balls but as I watched still looking slightly wary of the massive tool. We needed more time and I needed to reset the mood. I stood up and suggested we get cleaned up and relax for a while. The guys all grunted their approval and Toby gingerly got up and stumbled after me. We headed for the shower where we lathered up, kissed and made out like raucous college jocks. There was mutual cock admiration, arse touching and slapping and bollock cupping. No sucking, fucking, rimming or piss - just kissing, gentle wanking and lots of laughter. Our cocks and cunts all needed a rest. Michael’s cock was semi hard but till looked massive, like a hose. But he wasn’t deceiving me. Michael has the enviable talent of controlling his erections - probably a good think as he was so hung - and right now it was in ”rest” mode. The rest of us were still rock hard and Michael spent a lot of time holding our cocks and admiring them. I could tell he was seeing which he would take first later on. He was a total top but he loved cock sometimes and I wanted to bury my seed in his guts and suck it out. After we’d dried I pulled open a draw and threw a pile of jocks onto the bed, suggesting we get some fuel from the kitchen and chill for a while. I pulled on a blue jock and despite my hard cock, slipped it on. Michael chose a white jock; Toby a black one and, surely I thought intentional, Milos slipped into a red jock. I discretely smiled at Michael as we headed to the kitchen where the guys helped themselves to juice and snacks while I retrieved a long silver tray and piled a small mountain of coke in it. I chopped up some heavy lines and offered a straw to Michael. He hoovered up the line and then licked a finger to pick up the residue which he rubbed along his gums. Toby was next and then I handed Milos the straw. As he hoovered up a line I gentle rubbed his arsehole with a finger I’d discretely dipped in the coke and he pushed back to let my digit in. It felt warm and wet - juicy in fact - and still tight. Michael had his arm draped over Toby’s shoulder as they ate some cookies, kissing between bites. Toby rested his hand onMichaels package housing his semi. I took the straw from Milos and took a line of coke, Milos standing behind me, his cock pressed against my arse. I turned back and smiled and slapped him away, making him laugh and then gently kissed him, cupping my hand around his jock and pulling him in. “Hot, man. I need a taste of that.” Michael walked over and pulled Milos away and snogged him. I walked over to Toby and took him in my arms, rubbing our crotches together. Michael turned Milos round and kicked his legs apart and Milos obligingly bent over the counter. Leaning round Milo he dipped his finger in the coke and then knelt down and expertly pulled his cheeks apart and rubbed the coke on Milos’ hole. Now, I’m not into being rimmed but apart from my boyfriend and that evening Milos, Michael was the only guy that drove me crazy with his tongue. Like his cock, it was long, thick and muscular and the only tongue I know that could push its way past a virgin hole or get so deep inside a fucked cunt that you could almost feel it on your tonsils. And now Milos was getting the full treatment. Michael spread his cheeks further and gobbed into his sweetly clean hairy crack. Milos helped himself to another line of coke while he felt Michael lick and chew his butt and then Toby and I knew when Michael pushed his tongue into Milos arse. “Ooooooohhhhhh fuck!” he moaned as he gripped the counter as Michael’s tongue almost lifted him off the floor. Toby walked over and fed Milos four deeps huffs of poppers before returning to me and dropping to his knees started to lick and chew at my cock through the jock fabric. As I watched, Michael kneaded and pulled Milos arse, the only sound was him spitting into the hairy arse, growling and the lapping sounds of his tongue probably borrowing deeper than anyone else had into Milos before. I knew the feeling. It almost felt like a cock, a flexible cock. Michael could literally lick the insides of your arse and push all the way inside, opening you up for the inevitable fucking. He said he’d learned the skill eating out oriental guys, and loving their smooth cunts as I did, I didn’t doubt it. Milos’ knuckles were white as they gripped the table and every so often he’d take another hit of amyl. The front of his jock was wet from precum and he was sweating. Toby pulled my cock out of my jock and slid it masterfully down his throat as he turned sideways to watch the sideshow. One hand went to my tits the other alternated from holding Toby’s head in place and feeding us both poppers. Michael was deep into Milos’ cunt now, only pausing to tell me how far up Milos’ guts he could taste my seed. “Dude, yours would get in deeper,” Milos gasped. Michael winked and grinned at me. “Not today, boi. Plenty of time for you to get used to me,” and with that Michael pulled his tongue from Milos’ arse and stood up. Milos looked as disappointed as I probably did after a rimming from Michael and, I had a need to feel Michael’s cock deep inside him. Milos turned around and in a single movement had pulled down Michael’s jock and was feasting on the head of his cock. It was glistening and sticky with precum and Milos closed his eyes as he started to negotiate it down his throat. I pulled Toby to his feet and as Michael raised his arms above his head we took a pit each and started licking. Michael growled in appreciation as his two fuck toys and a potential new one worshipped his damn hot body. But I knew we still had to go slow. Reluctantly pulling myself off the sweaty pit I suggested we take the coke upstairs and chill. Toby and Milos giggled and raced off up the stairs as I stopped to pick the tray up. “Hot ass, man. Does it feel as good as it tastes?” Michael asked. “Better. Tighter. Man I want you to fucking ruin his arse and blow a load deep in there for me to lick out. I wanna bit of blood.” Michael chuckled and slapped my head affectionately. “Sure dude, I wanna ruin his cunt for you. So what’s the plan?” “Follow my lead.” Michael stopped and wrapped me in his arms, pulling me in for a deep, wet kiss. I could taste Milos in his spit and his fingers searching out my aching hole. “Fuck yeah, follow your lead.”

Great story and I love doing the very same thing. Love to find out an anonymous guy who spurts his jism in my hole is poz...and hopefully off meds as I am a proud poz pigs who still chases toxic strains

I connected with a guy on nkp after work today. He lives just down the street from my job, and he's a piggy fucker with a long, thick black cock. He said he was only looking to get sucked, not fucked, but nothing else was panning out and I needed cock and cum before meeting friends for dinner, so I agreed. I got up to his apartment and his roommate joined us to watch. We got on the bed and I began to blow him good as his cock was already hard. I sucked his cock and balls for 40 minutes and it was getting close to the time I had to go. He decided to fuck me so he could cum before I had to leave. Now, I am naturally very tight and usually need some rimming, or at least ass play, before I can take an 8 inch cock that's as thick around as a small coke can. He spat on my hole and slipped right in, my hole opening nicely for him. He's a violent fucker, and he used me very hard. I held my ass cheeks apart as he pounded me for 15 minutes. I begged for him to breed me and to give me his cum. I'm a very verbal bottom and I love dirty talk. He spent almost 30 seconds busting his nut deep in my hole, after which, his roommate slipped his cock in me and, after about 2 strokes, he began shooting. With cum dripping out my hole, I dressed and met my friends for dinner, and was even on time.

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.

So finally it happened....my hole/cunt is now addicted to sperm. As you can read from the above post, i've been waiting quite long for a proper gangbang...so i've chosen to attend to this hot event. After a long trip i finally arrived in Berlin and joined a friend (pig top), who introduced be to Berlin. I'll skip the less important part...let's get to the gang(s). Fickstutenmarkt When I arrived I was a bit concerned...there was a lot of people...i mean a lot. But in the end that's what i was hoping for (and my friend went too as a top) so i took my red hood, and got placed in what i was told it was the main area...GOOD. Ass up, face down....love it. My friend said the place was packed and there were 5 red hoods, and as soon as the first cock entered in my ass, i got fucked no-stop until the "show" ended. I did not need lube since i had already 6 loads before the beginning. That was awesome....i guess i got fucked by around 25/30guys...i lost the count. It was a constant hard and deep fuck. I went for a 15 minutes pause about 90 minutes after the beginning....i could feel my ass was already unable to keep the cum inside :P. The only other breaks were when i was moved in another place, to do DPs and whatever. Some guys did fuck me for some time and shoot their load inside....some just used me to quickly deposit their loads. There was a moment where i think there were a lot of guys queued around me to load me up, i was able to touch their cocks, while i was getting throatfucked. That drove me crazy :P. Having my friend in there was great to get all the details of what happened. Towards the end i felt a huge cock entering inside my ass...it was a BBC churning the milk inside my ass, i could actually feel the sound. Also loved the hung guy who asked me if i wanted his toxic load in German...i begged for it. Towards the end i was tired....but i was still horny...maybe even hornier than the beginning, so i begged for more cum. This got my friends attention, who came with another guy. They both put their cock heads inside my swollen cunt, but then my friend left me "alone" for a couple of minutes....when he came back i could hear some sloshing sound then the guy begin to pound the hell out of me while my friend put 2 fingers in my mouth asking if i liked it...tasted like cum. He told me he collected directly from the cunt of the other cumdump not far from me. Who knows if it's true. I left with the cum oozing in my jeans. So in the end i don't know how many loads i took...my friend says at least 30, i think something less, but i loved it And the truth is....this is a joke compared to what i did "next" P

I'm 9 but I sometimes will lie and say 6 inches if not in the mood to deal with annoying size queens or the BBC obsessed party queens.

Night before last I was working a short shift to fill in a scheduling hole. I don't normally pull up the apps at work because A) I can't leave until my shift is over B) there's no place for me to play at work if I had them come to me, and C) I live an hour away and don't want to come that far for hookups. Well, since I was on a short shift (ending at midnight), I just happened to pull Grindr up and almost got a hit right away as I was walking out a cute twink with glasses hit me up. I looked at his profile and he was 2 miles away, bottom, and my first thought was meh, not sure I'm up to fucking. He was clearly fucking horny, sent me all his pics. Long story short, I got hard and decided to go to his place for a BJ, no promises on fucking. I get to his place, and he's waiting for me, in only his underwear, at the door. We go up to his apartment, and I follow him to his bedroom in the back. I think he has a roommate as another door was closed, but the lights were on and a name tag was on the door a la college dorm. He gets on his knees and starts mouthing my cock through my scrubs, and I'm hard in a flash! This kid knows what he's doing, and he's good at it. I reach down and slide my hand down his back to his ass, and find he has a dildo in hit. He moans when I touch it, and I have to do a little play with it. He gets up and pulls his underwear off, and then pulls his dildo out. We make out, and he jumps on the bed, head over the side to suck me while I explore his ass with my fingers. I ask him if he wants my thick cock in his ass, and he says yes. I tell him to turn around. His beautiful hole lines up at the edge of the bed and I tease it with my cock head. His dildo opened him up because I had no issue sliding right in. It was heavenly! The best part, I was able to pound him out without him complaining! No matter how hard I went, he kept asking for more. I end blowing a load in him, we exchange a few pleasantries and I'm out the door. The entire time we played his bedroom door was open to the living room, lights a blazing. Wonder if his roommate will join in next time LOL. Gonna keep him in mind for anytime I'm leaving work around midnight.

Just after 11pm last night a horny fit as fuck 20yr old scally lad I’d been chatting to online came over to raid my arse with his big uncut 9” dick! We got down to some intense fore play but it didn’t last long cos the lad was gagging to get his dick in my cunthole and drain his balls in me. It felt so good as he plunged deep in my guts & started fucking me hard fast & deep, he’s plowed my cunt non stop for a solid 10 minutes then got me bent over & plowed me hard non stop for another long stretch before getting me on my side, holding my right leg up and plowing his dick in from behind. After a few minutes his groaning got louder & he said he was gunna cum! He roared as his dick pulsated inside me & filled me with hid massive loads, I felt the pumping of his dick & the warm jets of cum filling my guts. Ash he pulled out his dick his load gushed out all over the towel & sheets.

Tonight’s escapade. So last Tuesday this guy who lives 2 miles from me came and pounded my boipussy behind the house, messaged me and wanted to meet me again tonight. He had a friend that wanted to come too. Me being the cumdump slut that I am obliged. Went back there, and a few minutes later they both came back. We started making out, me dropping to my knees immediately, took both of their dicks in my mouth. The guy I fucked last week bent me over the junk in the backyard, and started eating my pussy. Said he wanted to blow some air in it, and have me push the air out while he was fucking me. While he prepped my pussy with spit, (I always prefer spit over lube), then the other top started to face fuck me. It’s one of the thicket dicks I’ve ever had. So the first top starts fucking my hole. Asking if I was his good little cumdump, slut, etc. He pumps my pussy until he almost had to cum. He pulled out and smacked my pussy. He then said your turn. So the other too goes around to my ass. He starts sucking on my raw whore pussy, and calls me a good slut, and my juicy pussy tastes good. He gets up, and pushes me down. He then proceeds to stick his hard cock inside me, hard. He didn’t try to ease it in, he just mounted me. It hurt, a lot. The other top held me down it hurt that bad. He kept fucking, while the other top told me what a good little cum pussyboy I was. I started sucking his dick for a few minutes, before he gave his buddy the sign, and moved to blow his load up my pussy. He keeps pumping til he knows he’s drained, and let the other top start fucking again. The first top went back to my face and made me clean his cummy cock off. Suddenly the other top moaned he he’s about to cum, and he did. He filled my guts, with cum dripping down my wrecked hole. He pulls out and starts eating my stretched out cummy hole. He gets up then they pull their pants up and tell me to lay there until they’re gone. I pull my jock strap and shorts back up and walk home. I’m keeping these loads in me all night.

Part 6 - Return To Medina I managed to stagger towards the bedroom with the aim of getting to the bathroom and lock myself in there. I got through the door frame of the bedroom when he grabbed me again spinning me around then pushing me with such force my feet left the ground and I landed on the bed face down. His crushing body weight landing on top pinning me down on the bed, his hand quickly began working my shorts free from my waist to expose my ass for him. I could hear a knock at the door and tried to call out but his hand quickly pushed my head down against the bed muffling any sound I made. Brad and Mike stood outside the door and knocked for the third time almost hammering it and calling out my name, they could hear I was inside but had no idea what was playing out behind the front door. There was no way this was going to happen again I told myself, the adrenaline was pumping around my body as I started to rise and fight back. Eddie and Steve stepped out the elevator seeing two men outside my door "What are you doing?" Eddie shouted. They both turned and Brad recognised Eddie from a picture I had sent "Tom is not answering" he said. Eddie looked at him "Brad right?" he asked and Brad nodded "Is he in there?". Brad and Mike nodded "Yes we can hear movement but he is not answering" Mike replied. "Oh shit" Eddie said rushing towards the door. My struggle began and Eric had not bargained on my retaliation at his own assumption I would lay down quietly. I managed to get hold of Eric's arm and using the wrestling I learnt at school, twisting his arm in to a painful arm lock causing him to release his hand from holding my head down. I managed to raise my head and cry for help, within seconds the door broke open with Eddie rushing in straight to the bedroom. He punched Eric in the back causing him to let go of me completely. Unlocking my arm from his Eddie grabbed his legs and pulled him off the bed and continued to punch him. Brad rushed in to the bedroom and grabbed hold of Eddie 'Stop' he said seeing the tear running down Eddie's face. Eric fell to the floor moaning. Brad took Eddie and hugged him holding him back from Eric as Steve and Mike came to my side checking I was okay. My shorts half over my ass I pulled them up, Mike held me in his arms tightly and my body began relaxing the adrenaline levels slowly abating. Eddie walked over to me with Brad and looked at the marks on my neck, he leaned over the bed and picked me up. He looked to Steve "Clear all his things out I am taking him back to my place" he said carrying me. Steve nodded "Can you help please" he asked Brad and Mike, "Meet you down at your car Eddie" he said. "It's okay Eddie will look after him, I'm Steve a friend of Tom's" he said introducing himself to Brad and Mike. Brad was still upset looking at Eric "Sorry, I'm Brad" he replied. "Brad, oh yes Tom talks about you all the time" Steve said looking him over. "He does?" Brad asked he looking at him, he really wanted to ask more but now was not the time. Steve could see why Tom had a crush on his step-brother "All the time, almost like you are husbands". Steve saw Brad grin "Sorry this is Mike" said introducing him. "Hello Mike" Steve said catching Mike's eye who flashed him a beautiful smile "You from Texas as well?" "Hi" Mike replied grinning "Yeah cowboy through and through but work on the airlines" he said. Steve grabbed a pile of clothes "Are you all so god dam hot in Texas?" he asked looking at Mike. Mike smiled "Hot and tender" he replied as Steve nearly dropped the clothes fumbling and giggling. This strange evening was how Mike met Steve and how Steve and Mike married a year later. They gathered all my belongings whilst Brad stood over Eric who didn't move from sitting on the floor in the corner nursing his bruised face. Thankfully I didn't have much to gather up, only clothes and the 3 of them made light work of packing it all and left the apartment and Eric. Mike stopped "Oh hang on, I forgot something" he said going back the bedroom then hearing a painful cry from Eric. Brad and Steve looked at each other then Mike appeared "Just had to do something" he laughed. Brad looked at him "What did you do?" he asked. Mike got in the elevator "Stamped on his balls and told him our paths should never cross again". Steve gulped "Are you a psycho as well?" he asked jokingly. Mike smiled "That's how you treat bulls in Texas, bring em down hard" he said looking at Steve. "Remind me never to get on your bad side" Steve said as Brad got in the elevator with the last bag. Mike put his hand on Brad's shoulder "It's okay Brad" he said. Brad looked at them both "Thanks both of you" he said then smiled shaking his head. Mike looked at Steve "I don't usually let people see my bad side, they usually see the top side of me". Brad felt embarrassed as he could see the sparks with them "Fuck you two get a room" he said grinning. Mike chuckled "Just don't go getting a boyfriend until I have had a shot at you" he said to Steve. Steve smiled watching the numbers of the floors going down "I won't" he replied "Just don't take to long". They packed all the things in Eddie and Brad's car and drove down to Huntingdon beach where Eddie had his apartment. It was a lucky escape they turned up otherwise I would have easily broken Eric's arm. Eddie seemed more upset and was quite obviously going to destroy Eric if Brad hadn't stopped him. It was the first and only time I saw Eddie's place and I soon found out why, it was a home for him and his partner on the west coast and contained many personal things. Eddie was on the phone with his partner explaining that I was there and would be staying over, Brad came over and sat next to me. "Why did you never tell me about this guy?" Brad asked looking at me. I shrugged my shoulders "I didn't want to worry you, you have enough on your plate". Brad shook his head "I could never live with myself if something happened to you" he said. I smiled and patted his leg "I want to come home" I said quietly to him. "What about your job and this Jacob guy?" Brad asked "I thought you and he were friends?". "I quit my job today and Jacob can't talk to me for 3 months" I said explaining about the gagging clause. Eddie walked over "Listen guys I was not with you this evening you understand?" he said to all of us. Everyone nodded "Of course she has one on you with models as well" Steve said referring to a gagging clause. Brad nodded "Yeah so you haven't seen me this evening" he said seriously. Steve sat down "You know how pissed she is, she was shouting at everyone after you both left" he said. I looked up "I thought she would be glad" I said jokingly. Steve chuckled "You were her most valuable asset Tom of course she is mad, you need to check your bank account". I did and sat forward when I saw my balance "Shit I have nearly $300k in there" I said looking at Steve. Steve laughed "There is another $50k from last week yet to go in. Don't worry I will make sure she pays up". Eddie smiled "Now do you believe me when I said how special you were" he said sitting the opposite side of me. I looked at him "But you only told me that in bed" I said laughing, Brad screwed his face up. Mike got off the phone and walked inside from the balcony "Brad and you are on the 8.30am flight with me". "Oh you going?" Steve said to Mike looking up disappointingly. Mike smiled "I have to work, but I change my rotas to overnight here more frequently if you like". Steve smiled "Really?" he said "I mean yeah I would like that". I laughed at them "Why don't you two go out for dinner and do whatever you need to do" I said. They eventually were persuaded to go out leaving Brad, Eddie and myself alone. It turned out to be the most weirdest evenings as Brad looked quite besotted by Eddie and loved comparing and feeling his muscles and admiring the tattoos. The one thing Eddie noticed was how Brad looked at me, to him it was way past a brotherly kind of look and he did wonder. The three guys shared the spare bedroom and I stayed with Eddie. I finished undressing "Does it hurt?" Eddie asked touching my neck. "No looks worse than it is, but fuck he had a tight grip on me" I replied "Thank you for being here". Eddie smiled "Can I ask you something, but tell me if it is none of my business?" he asked. I looked at him and smiled "You want to know about Brad?" I asked and he nodded. "Yeah I mean you know he is in love with you right?" Eddie said out of the blue. I stopped "He is straight" I replied "but what makes you think that?" I asked him. Eddie sat on the bed "The way he looks at you and goes all sheepish talking about you". I straddled across Eddie's lap "I think you might be reading to much in to it, he has a girlfriend". Eddie kissed me "Don't be fooled by that Tom, anyway he is a step-brother so it's not illegal" he said. I threw my head back and laughed "That is just simply not right". Eddie smiled "Sorry I shouldn't pry really. But I know that look when I see it" he said. I looked Eddie in the eye "Can I tell you something but promise me you will never say anything?" I asked. Eddie nodded "You know you can trust me Tom" he replied stroking my back. I took a deep breath "I have been in love with him for years, I think it is going to destroy me". Eddie wrapped his arms around me "You must not let it get to you Tom, your young you will find someone". I nodded and kissed him as we settled down in bed "Anyway I am so done with all this" I said to him. "What you mean all this modelling career, just like that finished?" Eddie asked sounding surprised. I nodded "Completely, it was never a career for me. I am going back to Texas life away from this". Eddie pulled in me tighter "Going back to just Tom from Texas?" he asked. "Yes, we will ever see each other again?" I asked running my hand across his chest but I knew it was over. Eddie shrugged his shoulder "We are two worlds apart Tom, my life is here and New York". I kissed him "I owe you so much Eddie" I said "being with you has been amazing". Eddie looked at me "You breaking up with me?" he asked laughing "let's get the 3 months out the way first". Eddie ran his finger across my top lip very slowly then along the bottom one, despite everything that had gone on when you lay in bed next to Eddie it was to hard to resist. I pushed him over on to his back and climbed on top of him, he chuckled and smiled 'This is new' he said quietly amused as I leaned forward and kissed him. His hands quickly exploring the body he knew so well now, stopping and cupping my ass cheeks. Returning my kissing in a gentle but assuring way he moved his hand and freed his cock from underneath me placing it in between my ass cheeks and rubbing against my hole. It seemed like a good idea at first, I managed to wriggle my ass forcing the head of his cock in inside my hole, I gasped at the initial pain then returned to kissing him as I slowly wriggled and lowered my ass down taking the shaft of his penis inside me. I sat upright and winced feeling him going deeper inside, I looked down at him and he laughed guessing I had no idea what to do now I was on top, after all I was usually the one underneath him and never had to work for it. But tonight over the few hours I learnt how to ride and tease with Eddie's guidance. I began to rub my ass against him in small back and forth motions, Eddie held on to the headboard and moaned, getting louder the harder I pushed down and the quicker I moved, then slowing down and feeling him inside I looked up at the ceiling 'oh fuck' I muttered. My body pulled down in to his arms his legs moving up he ground his cock in my ass and gave several hard jerks upwards and kissed me deep before releasing me. Sitting upright again his hands held my hips guiding me up and down teaching me, I could only raise myself an inch or so. Each time I sank back down he raised his hips up meeting me. I moaned in pleasure at this new experience that coursed through my body, it hurt more but also felt incredibly good being the one in control. Our hands met holding on to each other as I continued riding him, changing the pace and rhythm, all the time we looked in to each others eyes. Letting go of my hand he grabbed my cock and began rubbing the head with his thumb, I squealed in ecstasy rather to loudly but it drove me to ride him harder and faster. His hand clasped around my cock and my movements from riding his cock was jerking my cock off in his hand, I was uncontrollable, my hands grasping his legs, his arms, his legs trying to stifle my moaning. I could feel the pressure building in my cock 'oh fuck Eddie' I cried about to blow my load. As much as I thought I was in control I soon realised that Eddie was just way to good and knew exactly what we was doing taking us both on journey. Instantly he took over and began hammering harder in to my ass, I threw my head back and took a sharp intake of breath as my load jettisoned across Eddie's chest and against his neck my balls ached from the force or my orgasm. Eddie pushed up hard moaning and grunting, I could feel his cock jumping inside breeding my ass deep. My ass clenching from my orgasm sunk even deeper on to his cock. Wave after wave of post orgasm pleasure rode over me, unable to make sense of anything for several minutes until his arms pulled me back down. My lips eagerly attaching to Eddie's, his tongue pushing in to my mouth. We laid there kissing until I felt his cock soften slightly and I was able to release myself from him and collapse against his muscled chest his arms securely fastened around me, I felt so wonderful. We both fell asleep in each other arms a fitting way to end this little episode of my life with Eddie, guessing this would probably be the very last time I would feel the warmth of his body close against mine in this way. In the morning Steven and Eddie said goodbye to me at the apartment so we were not seen together in public, fortunately Eric didn't leave any bruises around my neck and the red marks had all but disappeared so I looked pretty normal again. In a way I was sad but glad to be going home, Mike had got us in first class for the flight and we arrived an hour earlier than most passengers since Mike was working the flight, Brad and I went to the lounge waiting for the flight. One of the female passengers was reading the fashion section of the LA Times and kept looking over at me and smiled. Brad was watching the planes and turned when she approached where we were sitting and put the article down in front of us and winked at me before she turned and headed for her flight. I looked down at the open page 'The Model Called Tom shopping in Bloomingdales', the article was only a small piece but is said a thousand words of praise from the staff of the menswear department who were thrilled at meeting me and how I spent time having photos and talking to them. Brad mocked me as usual but he kept the paper as we stood and walked towards the gate. "Not quite the same as when we last left LA together" Brad said to me as we stood waiting at the gate. I looked at him "No, did I make the right decision?" I asked doubting myself as a tear dropped down my cheek. Brad's hands grabbed my arms and pulled me in holding me tight, several passengers turned to watch the commotion happening by the gate. Somehow he made everything alright and could feel the love in his arms holding and reassuring me, I pulled away a little from him and his arms and he let me go. Brad wiped the tears from my face slowly and his hands held my face, the intimacy of our closeness was palpable and Brad looked at me in a way he had never done before. "There was no way I was going to leave you here" Brad said to me. I looked at him "I guess were even" I joked "now that you have rescued me, who said I didn't screw things up". We boarded the plane and sat quietly for most of the 3 hour flight, Mike looked after us and said he would pop by on Sunday to the ranch to see us. I soon realised that I wasn't that upset looking out of the window at the flat Texas landscape that grew nearer with the plane descending I was looking forward to getting home. In the short space of time that Brad came to LA it felt weird as if the dynamic of our relationship had changed, I couldn't quite put my finger on it and Brad had not mentioned his girlfriend who was still pestering him after another break up when she wanted commitment. We arrived back at the ranch mid afternoon, Brad had to get to work for a meeting with his father, I walked in to the bathroom showered and went to bed. Brad came in to the bedroom just before midnight, I knew he was going to tell our parents everything and they allowed me to have some private space and time to deal with things. Brad undressed down to his underwear and sat on the bed next to next to me holding a book, I didn't need to ask and just cuddled down, he put his arm around my neck holding me close reading to me. I hadn't realised that my hand was stroking his chest and he continued to read for half an hour. He gently took my hand off his chest after I fell asleep and he went to his own bed. When I woke in the morning Brad was already up and his gym wear was gone. I retrieved my journal and looked at the page from a few nights back that I wrote about Eric and what I remembered happening, it was strange reading it back. I turned the page and picked up the pen 'Last night for the first time ever Brad read to me and I felt the closest I have ever been to him, my love for him has crossed boundaries and gone way past normality. This is going to destroy me and I will never find the right kind of happiness, he will always be there in the distance, untouchable and unlovable to me. Maybe I should get out and leave Medina for good and find a proper job, journalism is coming up as a top favourite at the moment. Mostly I need to distance myself from my feelings for him and maybe then I can really move on'. I stopped and quickly hid the journal hearing Brad coming through the lounge towards the bedroom. I sorted the lease on the apartment and told the owner that someone tried to break in which is why I left feeling unsafe, job done. The next was trickier and didn't take long, Patricia made it clear that I to have no contact with anyone who I modelled for including photographers and it was in force for 3 months from yesterday. She then tried a different tactic apologising for not understanding, then asking me to come back and carry on as normal under a renegotiated contract. When I said no defiantly she made it clear that I was blacklisted for other agencies and the call ended. I stood up 'fuck it' I shouted loudly and went to find Brad and drag him back to the gym to work out with me. Hell knows what came over me but I just wanted to work out some anger. For the first time in ages that evening I sat down and had a family meal, Brad and I walked for a couple of miles afterwards around the ranch. I remembered my first day here and how I hated it so much, but it was home, the peace and solitude of the place was all I needed right now. Returning to the ranch house and our bedroom I collapsed on the bed, Brad stood there and threw a book at me that landed on the bed beside me, nearly naked apart from his underwear he sat on the bed and looked at me. I smiled and picked up the book and he swung himself on the bed laying next to me, his skin touching mine, it felt more electrifying than ever. I had to turn over and lay on my stomach to hide my sexual feelings for him and I could have sworn he noticed and he never said a word, waiting there patiently for me to start reading. It wasn't long before we both fell asleep still holding the book and Brad was sleeping on his back, our parents crept in to make sure I was alright and my mother looked at Seth seeing us laying there on top of the bed 'they have just never grown up' Seth said to her, she nodded and turned the light out leaving us there. My mother and Seth just looked at each other and never said a word to us. I woke with Brad's arm strewn across my back and giggled at the situation as the sunlight seeped through the crack in the curtains. Brad woke up as I climbed off the bed neither of us spoke, we just grabbed our gym wear and went to work out and had breakfast. The mail man arrived with a recorded delivery for me, an envelope from Manon International and the letter inside was all business like explaining my fees were paid up to the last day I worked and calculated commission paid in to my bank account. The last paragraph explained that persons or companies who have engaged in third party modelling assignments are not permitted to contact individuals for 3 months. At last I could put this episode behind me once and for all and move on. Checking my banking app I saw that my wages was paid up to date and another $100k in assignment commission. I thought Steve was joking when he said $50k but I never expected that much, the work I did had earned me just under $500k in total. I suppose I thought this was normal in modelling as I never really paid much attention of the commotion my photos were causing. I quickly wrote in my journal as Brad showered 'Fell asleep last night doing what I love best, reading to Brad, I do wonder if it is natural or have I completely lost my mind. I love him, fuck I do love him, I can help thinking that if I stay here it is going to ruin me if not both of us'. I quickly slipped it under the mattress pretending to make the bed as he came out drying his hair. I was then heading out with my mother for a catch up but I promised to be back so we could go down to the river later for some alone time and reading. I can only assume what happened that morning after I left to go out with my mother. When I got back home and went to change and noticed that my journal was visible poking out from under the mattress, my heart sank as I couldn't be sure if Brad had actually read it, I mean he use to joke about it a lot when we were young, but it also didn't contain anything so secretive back then. If he had then life was about to deal me another devastating blow and things were about change. I felt physically sick and knew he was waiting for me in the family room to spend the afternoon down at the river. I moved the journal to somewhere else and hoped that he hadn't seen it as I had remembered when I left it was sticking out and it was one task I was to do but forget to push it fully under. I changed and gathered my thoughts nervously walking to the family room where he seemed to be the same Brad I left that morning. "You models take your time getting ready" Brad joked as I walked in. I chuckled "Sorry and I am not a model anymore" I said to him. Phew I thought, he hasn't read it so everything was okay and we drove down to the river and to our spot on the bank stretching out I opened the book and started reading. After a while Brad got up and sat at the waters edge, he turned back to look at me as I had stopped reading 'carry on' he said, picking up some pebbles and throwing them in to the shallow river. I was distracted by him when he passed me the sun protection bottle and asked me do his back. He continued picking small pebbles up and watching them land in the water, I poured some cream in my hands and kneeled behind him rubbing it in to his shoulders and back. "That feels good" Brad said picking up another pebble and watching it fly "Do like you doing that?". I stopped and put the cap on the bottle wiping my hands on the towel "All done" I said picking up the book. "Did you mean what you wrote, that you would leave Medina?" he asked without looking at me. I put the book down "You read it?" I asked with a horrified look on my face, he still didn't turn to face me. I could see him nodding "Yes, I saw it sticking out under your mattress this morning". "How much of it have you read?" I asked wishing the ground would swallow me up. Brad stood up "Does it matter?" he asked then answered himself "quite a lot it". I put my head in my hands "I'm sorry Brad, no one is suppose to read it they are my thoughts" I said. "I can't believe you would even contemplate leaving here again" Brad said finally looking at me. I was confused and stood up "They are just thoughts and feelings Brad nothing more". "They are real feelings though otherwise you wouldn't have written them down" he said standing looking at me. I felt peculiarly hot unsure if it was from the sun beating down on me or if I was really embarrassed. Brad stood there and just looked at me in such a strange way, I didn't know what to do or what he was thinking. I couldn't stand here much longer he knew that my brotherly love went way beyond. He stepped forward and held my arm "What if I don't want you to move away again?" he asked. Looking at his hand avoiding his eyes was hard "Being around you I am finding hard each day" I replied. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me, Brad moved close and put his arms around me hugging me hard. My arms stayed by my side not wanting to hug him but he held and held me. The closeness of his head against my neck he whispered 'I want you to stay' he moved his head back upright our noses almost touching from how close he now stood in front of me. Brad wasted no time as I saw his head move forward and slightly tilting to the side he kissed me on the lips briefly, instinct raised my arms holding him on his lower back. I tried to make sense of this but his lips touched mine again lingering for a few seconds until he stopped. My heart was racing and pounding in my chest, his arms circled further around my back and he kissed me, lips parted meeting my eagerly waiting mouth. I knew this is what I wanted, a little bit of selfishness creeping in having waited so long for something I never thought would happen. Gradually I could feel his lips parting further his tongue passing over my lips and in to my mouth. He stopped and pushed me away holding my upper arms keeping me at arms length. He looked to be having second thoughts and like he was about to hit me, but something overruled him and he pulled me back quickly and speared my mouth with his tongue kissing me frantically. Confusion rained down on me like a torrent of water, Brad pulled his shorts down with one hand exposing his cock. His hands moved to my shoulders and he pushed me down hard so I was face to face with this cock. Taking the hint my lips surrounded the head of his cock and I gently caressed it throwing in the flicking of my tongue against it and hearing him moan. Oh he tasted good I thought his hands now on my head pulling it forward to take more of his cock in my mouth, it was difficult at first but the more saliva I coated the shaft of his cock with made it progressively easier for me to pleasure him. Applying more pressure from my lips I could see his leg tremble nervously, his hand holding my head in position he began to move his hips forward and back rapidly. I choked a couple of times when his cock pushed against the back of my throat, I didn't care though, I was in heaven my head bobbing in time with his hips. His grip on my head hardened pulling me forward and holding me there as he let a guttural groan from his chest 'Fuck' he cried out. His cock pulsing in my mouth as I tried to moved my head back a little but it was too late. My mouth filled rapidly with his semen, using my tongue I tried to stop the rapid firing my hitting the back of my throat but he constantly kept pushing his cock forward. I swallowed without thinking closing my eyes, when I opened them the head of his cock rested on my lips. He had a look of horror on his face as if he had just realised what he did "I'm not gay" he said. I coughed and wiped my watering eyes and looked at him "It's okay, you can be whatever you want" I said backing up slightly looking worried. He turned and packed the rucksack "We better get back" he told me sounding a little angry. The strange salty taste from his cum still rang around my mouth, I grabbed the bottle of water from my ruck sack and took a hefty swig to get rid of the taste. When I got in the car he was looking straight ahead avoiding my gaze or any conversation. To me I saw the end of our relationship, a 5 minute blow job and walls tumbled down. It was a very quiet drive back to the ranch house and I slipped out after we go home to walk on my own and clear my head. Whatever he thought he was keeping it bottled up and that evening Brad went out, he never told me where he was going so I assumed it was back to Melinda to assert his manliness and how straight he was. I never heard him coming home or leaving in the morning for work, in fact over the next few days I saw Brad only a couple of times and his conversation to me was very limited, what struck me was that he couldn't look me in the eye. How I needed Eddie or Jacob to talk to right now, they could probably make sense of this. I though about Mike but he was friends with Brad as well and I didn't want to cause a rift. My return to Medina hadn't gone quite as smoothly and it was causing me to question my decision making again. I grabbed my journal and pen 'I have never hated myself so much and I feel so down, I thought coming back to Medina would bring some normality back to my life but it has made it worse and now I fear that things are never going to be the same. The one person I thought I could have faith in has turned their back on me, one stupid thing has done this, but then I never instigated it. I am going to free myself from all of this once and for all'. I stopped writing to answer my phone and saw Mike was calling, we had quick conversation and he invited me to his for the weekend. It was an opportunity so I said I would drive up on Friday since Mike had a few days off. I didn't see Brad Thursday evening either and by Friday lunchtime I was on the road and felt kind of relieved to be away for a few days. We had a quick catch up before heading out in to the city to go wandering around, keeping Brad out of the conversation Mike sort of knew something was up but in all good conscious he refrained from talking about him. We went into one of the big malls had a late lunch and wandered around some department stores. Mike laughed and pointed me towards the menswear department and the Jacob Jansen section, there were photos of me all over the place. Mike swooned when he saw the photo of me in the baseball cap, polo shirt and jock strap (or Jacob strap as I called them). The poster contained a watermark 'The Model Called Tom' at the bottom, okay so it made me laugh and cheered me up especially when Mike grabbed one of the baseball caps and shoved it on my head then making me stand next to the poster. He took a photo of me and we both laughed loudly until the floor manager walked over and did a double take when seeing me. As it turns out I still had some pulling power and he gave us two baseball caps and took a photo of me next to the poster for their staff magazine. Laughing we continued on this bizarre shopping expedition, Mike turned to me and said he knew where we should go now. Back in the car we drove in to the centre of the city down a street I didn't know, but in Dallas it was where all the expensive shops and boutiques were. Standing outside the store front almost half of the window was adorned with several large photos of me wearing JJ's clothing, I looked up at the two letter J's over of the front of the store. It reminded me when Jacob took me in to his store in LA. Mike looked at me and I smiled and nodded opening the door and walking in. It was exactly the same as the LA store, I took off my baseball cap and immediately one of the assistants came asking if they could be of any help. The fun part was she didn't recognise me at first that is, but the manager had, picking up his phone he was talking away looking over at us several times as we browsed around some of the casual clothing. I found it utterly interesting as the last time I was in one of Jacob's stores I didn't get a chance to browse, the range of clothing he had for men and quite clearly designed with the gay man in mind and it was astonishing, so beautifully designed, crafted and well, expensive. Mike walked up besides me "Amazing stuff but fuck it is expensive" he said to me looking at a shirt. "I never knew how much his clothing cost" I replied looking surprised "I must have a fortunes worth of briefs". Laughing Mike showed me the strap of his underwear "I wear the two you gave me" he looked at me smiling. "Excuse me gentlemen" a voice behind us said and we both turned and he smiled at me. "Hello" I said "sorry we are just browsing". Mike chuckled "I am wearing" he said showing the strap to the man. Brodie laughed "I can see, I am Brodie the store manager, please follow me Tom and guest" he said gesturing. I guess the look of surprise on my face at him knowing my name made him chuckle as he turned, Brodie was very discreet and didn't mention Jacob or Marcus by name but explained we could choose a casual and polo shirt each compliments of JJ's. As we left I asked Brodie to thank the benefactor and tell them I am okay, he smiled and winked closing the door as we left the store. We laughed and joked all the way back to Mike's place, by the time we got there it was already 8pm and we settled for a quiet night which quickly spiralled out of control as he did internet searches on me, dumbstruck I was coming up all over the place and a few articles were written about The Model Called Tom, much of it was guess work with very little actual clue as to who I was or where I was from. Mike stopped giggling and turned his laptop to me telling me to read this press release, I leaned over and saw it was an article in the fashion section of the LA Times 'Manon International announced today that their most popular model has retired after a brief spell of one year modelling. The Model Called Tom decided to return to his life outside of fashion, an insider stated that Tom is a great guy but only tried modelling for a year whilst finishing his studies. LA Times also learnt from sources that renowned photographer Eddie Morales quit working at Manon International after a fall out with it's owner. Word is they both left Manon on the same day but as usual the industry is tight lipped if anything was going on between Tom and Eddie. We checked @TheModelCalledTom's twitter account which has been silent for several weeks but still has a following of 360k people'. Under the article was a photo Eddie took of me and one of him at some gala in New York, I turned to Mike and laughed but he was looking at me with a shocked face. "Do you really have that many followers on there?" he asked. I shrugged my shoulders "I don't know" I replied as he held out his hand for my phone. He sat there looking at shaking his head "No you don't have 360k following you, it is 435k" he said handing it to me. "Oh right, I suppose I should keep posting stuff every now and then" I said. Mike smiled shaking his head "You need to get a grip on reality Tom and how popular as a model you are". "I guess, what shall we do?" I asked him Mike stood up "Put the shirt on from JJ's". Well Mike was no photographer but we both found it hilarious trying different poses, then he caught one good shot where you could clearly see whose shirt I was wearing and my head turned to the window 'Perfect' he said handing me the phone. I nodded and smiled agreeing with him that it was a dam good photo. What the hell I said and uploaded the photo with a tweet 'Friday evening, have a good weekend guys', I posted it and within seconds I was getting tweet back and likes in the hundreds no thousands. Many of the tweets back were wishing me a good weekend and asking if it was true and I have quit modelling, I asked Mike what I should say and he said just tweet your finishing your studies. Suddenly a retweet came in from JJ's store in Dallas 'Great to see you wearing the shirt you got today from our store'. Mike was having a ball reading the tweets coming back and we spent several hours watching it in amazement, what also surprised us was the number of modelling offers coming direct from stores and fashion companies, not just in the US but from Australia and Europe. In New York Eddie and his partner James were having dinner with Jacob and Marcus. Marcus saw the tweet appear and looked up at them all 'Tom is okay he just tweeted something' he showed them all the photo. Eddie went quiet and James kissed him 'I know how much you liked him as a person and toy' he laughed. Eddie smiled and kissed James. Saturday Mike took me to his gym at the airlines offices out at the airport, it was a long way to go to work out but it was free and Mike sat there enjoying the scenery since the only workout he did was walking up and down the aisle of an aircraft. It seemed to be doing the trick though as he was pretty healthy and fit. We spent the rest of the day visiting different places around Dallas and I got to see a side to the city I had not known, we got home around 6pm and had a bite to eat. Mike sat down at the table "So are you going to tell me what is going on?" he asked picking up his fork. "What do you mean?" I asked carefully avoiding his gaze. Mike put his fork down "You haven't spoken about Brad at all, did something happen?". He was waiting for an answer and I looked at him "I don't think it is fair to involve you" I said. "Oh okay, you think I can't be friends with both you without making a judgment?" he asked picking at his salad. I smiled "Kind of like that" I said spearing tomato with my fork "yes something did happen". Mike looked up at me "Did you fuck?" asking straight out. I shook my head "No, but I sucked him off. Now he won't talk or even look at me" I replied. "Hell Tom" he said surprised "Well I won't get involved but it is a dangerous game to play". "Bad decision more like" I said looking over at him "I have to leave Medina it is so difficult living with him". Mike laughed "You two have shared a bedroom for so long I don't think either of you can cope without the other". I laughed "I know, but it has to end and now is the best time to draw a line" I said putting down my fork. Mike looked over "Right, come on were going to a gay club, see how many numbers you can get". I looked shocked at the suggestion "Err.. Okay fuck it lets go" I replied laughing. In the countryside of Texas Brad turned on to the access road to the Medina ranch, parking in the garage he said hello to our parents who told him that I had gone to Dallas to visit Mike for the weekend. He played it cool in front of them and went down to the wing where our bedroom was. Brad found it strangely quiet again like it was when I lived in LA, but he had one thing on his mind and he started searching for it as soon as he closed the door, my hiding place was not so secretive as he found it in my closet, he sat on the bed and opened it reading all the entries in it and more specifically the ones relating to the last few days. Finally feeling like I could let my hair down, Mike by my side who promised to look after me we entered in to one noisy gay nightclub. It was busy and there were men of all sorts sprawled on the dance floor and sitting at tables chatting cruising everyone who walked by like some blood sport was in full swing. Muscle men, bears, otters it was a buffet of surprises in front of me, not that I had a plate in my hand and ready to delve in. It was just interesting and quite eye opening. We found a spot at the bar and Mike ordered two sodas, we turned leaning back against the bar overlooking the nightclub. Okay I will admit there was some seriously sexy men in here, as expected most of the muscled men were dancing with no t-shirts on, their bodies glistening in the lights that flashed over them sporadically. Mike turned to face me "And so it begins" he said "Your catching peoples eye" he smiled. I laughed "Let them come to daddy" I said causing Mike to nearly spit his drink out from laughing. He wasn't wrong men walked past having a good look at me before wandering off lurking in the dark corners then reappearing again often smiling or winking at me as they walked past. Mike told me to look after his drink as he needed to use the facilities, watching him I saw him wave and chat to a couple of guys who he appeared to know. Across the room one guy caught my attention and I had caught his, a fleeting glance that made me smile, I turned to face the bar guarding Mike's drink. It wasn't long before I had the sensation that I was not alone...

In an ideal world everyone could bb without risks. I take it the original poster now only practices safe sex so as to avoid further complications....

I don't see how forgetting to take a single pill a day is easy to forget if you care about your health. I think caring about your health isn't a reason why guys seek out infection. For some people only bb will do. Prep is the same as the meds so why not have some fun instead? What's enjoyable about wanting to be poz? It beats being on prep! I personally dislike guys on prep as they are more likely to not worry about other infections so perhaps the bug chase is a better prospect meeting guys not on prep? That's a bit of justification perhaps.

I was about 30, I had already had a few cocks up my ass, but I knew their names. I was really horned up late one night and decided to try the adult bookstore in the next town. I got there and payed for tokens to go in the video arcade. As I walked into the darkened hallway, I saw a dark headed cd standing by a booth with amazing legs in black stockings and mini skirt. I walked up to her and asked if I could suck her, she told me that she wasn’t interested so I went around the corner and into a booth. I closed the door and dropped a token in when I heard someone close the door to the adjoining booth. When I looked through the gloryhole I saw it was the cd. I watched as she lifted her mini skirt and pulled a nice thick cock out of her panties, she stroked till she was hard and then started sliding it through to my side, it was about 7.5 long and curved to the right. I started to slowly suck on it until it was nice and wet when she pulled it back. I was a bit disappointed until she slid it back through when I went to suck it again she pulled back again so I decided to see what would happen if I backed my ass up to the gloryhole. Once I did this I felt her cock slide through the hole and up my ass. She pounded my ass for several minutes when suddenly she slammed in as deep as she could go and I heard her moan and felt her cock start twitching. After she pulled out I could feel her cum running down my leg. I never did get her name, but I did see her there one other time and she loaded me up again and I loved every minute of both times. Keep hoping one day I’ll see her and get that amazing cock and hot load again.

Similar situation. Grew up in Richfield Ohio. There was a rest stop by the freeway between school and home. (if you cut through the woods. I referenced to it before. With a link) It was pretty run down back then. I had to go one time, and knew it was there. Went to stall, hadn’t a clue what a glory hole was, even though I was sexually experienced by this time. I getting ready to leave the stall and noticed the guy looking through the hole at me. I looked through and saw he was masterbating. He rubbed his finger along the hole (didn’t know the meaning lol). Then next thing his dick came through the hole. I just instinctively put his cock in my mouth. It just looked so fucking delicious and it was. He came and bolted. By the time I left, he was already in his car and headed out. Never got a real look at him, but I was in heaven after. I doubt my feet touched the ground the whole walk home. After, I was always “having to stop in” lol. Didn’t take long before I found the stalls with a large opening, and the first dick I fucked belonged to a trucker. Nice dick and big balls. I was blowing him and had to feel it in me. I remember holding on the walls/ toilet paper dispenser to keep my ass on his cock. He screwed my brains out, while I remember the walls squeaked heavily. anyone and everyone in the restroom knew people were fucking.

I was 15. I wasn't looking for it. But, I was sitting on the lawn at a park, next to a bridge that went over a small river. I noticed cars would come into the parking lot. Guys would sit in their cars for a few minutes then leave. Some returned again and again. One car did that several times. Finally, the driver got out of the car, walked down to the bridge. Stood in the middle of the bridge and stared back at me. I could tell he was looking at me, but I really had no idea what was happening. This guy was probably in his early 30's. He finally came over and sat on the lawn next to me and asked if he could sit there? I told him ok. We just did small talk, until he asked if I had a girlfriend? I said no. He asked if I had ever had a girlfriend? I said no. Then he asked if any girl had ever given me a blow job? I told him no. I had never had a blow job. I got hard talking about it. And he pointed out my erection in my shorts. He also had an erection and would adjust it. He told me that it was an incredible feeling that I needed to experience. He told me that he'd give me a blow job if I wanted to experience it. I was nervous and scared, but also very horny. I told him I did want a blow job, but didn't know where we could go. He told me to follow him into the woods. We found a very well used clearling in the woods. It was very protected. He sucked me off. I came very quickly. My knees were shaking. Then he asked me to suck his cock. I tried to give him a blow job like he'd given me. But, I'm sure it was terrible. But, he came in my mouth. I enjoyed the feel of sucking his cock. I wasn't quite prepared for the bitter taste of his cum. I spit it out. But, the experience was exciting and a big turn on. That first experience is probably why I have always enjoyed anonymous sex with strangers.

It was way back in the 80’s. I was 14 and pounding my cock like a madman in a mensroom stall at the Dade County public library while reading a steamy Gordon Merrick novel I found in the trash when a big, dark uncut cock appeared under the stall wall. Played with it first, then sucked it for a while before the guy told me to show him my ass. So I backed up to the stall wall and let him feel my ass and finger my hole. I felt his cock pushing up against my crack and in what seemed like a flash he was inside me. I shot two loads one right after the other while he fucked and seeded my hole. He pulled out, cleaned himself up and left in a hurry before I could see his face. Stayed in the stall for a while longer, using my own cum as lube to finger my hole and shoot a third load reliving what just happened. Used my underpants to wipe all the cum, lube and sweat off, balled them up and threw them and the paperback I’d been enjoying in my school bag, and took off home on my bike for dinner.

My Boy’s Open Hole I was out of town for work, and bummed as I’d be missing me and my boy’s anniversary for business. I texted and video chatted with my boy every day while out of town, promising I’d make my absense up to him somehow. He was clearly upset but promised to find a way to keep himself occupied so he didn’t stew over it. I was overjoyed when I wound up closing a big deal a few days earlier than expected and able to catch a flight home a few days ahead of schedule, so I’d make the anniversary after all! I got reservations at our favorite restaurant and headed to the airport to fly home. I called my boy and left a voicemail saying I’d be home early. I called again from the gate and texted him just before they closed the doors. I was in my suit and tie right from the final meeting and caught a cab home. I got to our apartment and found the door cracked open and unlocked. The lights in the living room were off and the door to our bedroom was open with light spilling into the hallway. I peeked in and saw my boy on his knees wearing a stretched-out jockstrap. His ass was up in the air, his hole gaping, and his cheeks streaked with fresh cum. There was a puddle on the sheets leaking out of his butt and streaming down his hairy thighs. I should have been pissed, but I was instantly hard. I pulled my tie off over my head and lowered it around his head, essentially blindfolding him. He moaned and reached for a bottle of poppers on the mattress. He took a big huff as I tore my clothes off. I lapped at his ass and was amazed at the amount of cum leaking out. I ate his hole as I jacked off. I placed my unlubed cock right at his ass and slapped it against his cheeks. He groaned and took another hit. I noticed there was a marker between my boy’s legs, covered in cum. I noticed there were hash-marks on his left ass cheek. He’d already taken four loads. ‘Fuck me, man. Give it to me!,’ he shouted as he reached for my hips. I rammed my cock into him and felt zero resistance. Without speaking a word, I pummeled my cheating boy’s hole. My balls slapped his wet ass and were sticky with frothy leaking seed. I heard the door creak behind me and an old troll oinked behind me. This stranger must have been over sixty in saggy dirty jeans with a mesh tanktop over a pot-bellied hairy body. Even his shoulders were furry. The guy grabbed my shoulder and oinked louder. My boy groaned realizing that a new guy had entered the room. The troll asked me, ‘Gonna breed that slut? Gonna POZ him up? I hear he’s only taking POZ cum today?’ I grinned, realizing my boy’s sneaky plan. Even though I’m NEG, I nodded so my boy wouldn’t know that I was the one fucking his slutty cunt. I pointed to my boy’s ass as the troll whipped out a gnarled seven-inch thick uncut cock. He asked if he could take a turn. I nodded and pulled out. A stream of likely-POZ cum oozed out of his open hole. The troll replaced me and slid right into my boy. He reached forward and grabbed my tie, using it like a leash raising my boy’s head. He pistoned into my boy and was close to cumming relatively quickly. He threw his body forward and pressed his hairy wasted belly into my boy’s slim back. ‘POZZING you up, slut! I’m off my meds, you whore. Take my filthy seed!’ And he did. The troll picked up the sharpie and added a slash mark. Five loads, at least the last one POZ. The troll pulled out with a squelchy plop and I took his place cumming a few seconds later. I added another slash to my boy’s cheek, his sixth, and possibly only NEG load of the night. The troll patted me on the shoulder saying, ‘one of us is going to bring him into the Brotherhood, man…’ Another stranger walked into our bedroom and just smiled. He was tall, dark, muscular, and very handsome. The troll nodded to him like he knew him and they shook hands. ‘Good to see you again, you pig…’ He gestured to the handsome stranger who had just entered. ‘We took turns filling him up a few nights ago… The slut was mad at his man for missing their anniversary so decided to take some POZ cock to get back at him…’ I grinned to keep the illusion up that I wasn’t the man in question… I got dressed as the new stranger got undressed. The troll helped spread my boy’s cheeks as the handsome stranger lapped at our loads oozing out of my boy. I knew I had to leave or they’d figure out that I was familiar with the room, my eyes looking around to spot a photo of me and my boy together. I casually put it face down on our dresser as I took my leave. The guys were so busy playing with my boy they didn’t notice. I grabbed my suitcase and let myself out just as a lanky younger guy with a buzz cut and messy boots and jeans and work clothes passed me in the hallway… We nodded, knowing I’d just bred a cheating slut, and that he was about to do the same. I texted my boy saying, ‘change of plans. Bad weather system here. See you tomorrow as planned. I’ll get a hotel and see you tomorrow. Hope you enjoy your evening…’ I went to a hotel, hopped on the apps, and found a guy to come over and fuck me as I thought about the filthy scene taking place in our apartment. A really sick fucker, with a furry belly and no face pic. He told me he loved POZZING NEG hole and had just bred a guy and was horny to cum again. I wasn’t at all surprised when the troll showed up at my hotel and fucked his toxic seed deep into my own slutty cheating hole.

Gravesend based top here, need someone local to breed

I took doxycycline to treat syphilis before due to being allergic to penicillin. Took it twice a day, but couldn’t have any dairy products 30 minutes before or after. However, one side effect is weight loss.

I don't english right. Me sorry ❤️

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Same here. I only had a blindfolded fuck as part of role-play once when I was in my 30s. I was still pretty picky at that time and had hooked up with an average but nice looking guy around my age (and tbh because I had seen a pic of his big dick). He suggested the blindfold as it would "increase my senses" (or something similar). Went along with it. After a while he started talking and it took seconds before I realised he wasn't talking to me but to someone else. And I felt a second pair of hands. #1 said to go for it to the other guy. Incredible long fuck and he made me cum halfway before he was done. #1 went next. Solid fuck too. When the blindfold came off I saw that #2 was an older guy probably close to 60 (or at least old looking to me at that time). Afterwards I had to admit I would probably never had hooked up if I had known upfront. Started to change my mind about having sex with "older" guys. Still took a while though before I responded to older guy's invitations.

It will be interesting to see what the recommendations are. I am surprised gonorrhea was reduced by doxycycline as the strains that are circulating often have high resistance to doxy. There are concerns that it could also continue to drive antimicrobial resistance. "Doxycycline prophylaxis for bacterial STIs shows promise. Better and more robust data are needed on efficacy; target population; community acceptability; behavioral risk compensation; doxycycline dose, regimen, and formulation; long-term safety; antimicrobial resistance; cost-effectiveness and risk-benefit."

Wow! I don't blame you one bit because I'd assume he was a bottom too. Seems like he didn't get pissed at you so that's cool. Unless he said differently, he could be a + top and used condom to not infect bottom. (Doubt that's right but it could be).

Just so you guys know what happened… I did an upgrade the software vendor said was "minor" and part of the upgrade process wasn't compatible with how my server was configured. When I had tech support help at one point the upgrade process got kicked off twice. Somewhere in all of that there was clearly some data corruption. I tried my best to resolve the problems, but they just couldn't be fixed, so we've rolled back the back up that happened the night before all this happened (~8pm on Wednesday). Nothing could be posted to the site after the failed upgrade (late morning on Thursday). So about 12 hours of posts and other changes were lost. Ditto for anyone who registered during that time as well. It is what it is. We just move on… If you see problems (you didn't see before yesterday), please comment below… But before you comment, please reload the page or (better yet) close and reopen your web browser.

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On Saturday, I went to get my haircut and on the way home I stopped by Bliss, the local ABS. Generally it can be hit or miss, but I lucked out, I did a loop, and checked out the other guys. One of the guys checked me out and we decided to go into one of the booths. We didn't waste anytime, making out and reaching for cocks and ass. He pulled my shorts down and started playing with my hole. Always being up for getting my hole filled by a BBC, I was not disappointed, nice, thick and oozing pre-cum. He started pumping his cock into my hole, giving it a nice stretch. After a few minutes the thrusts got longer and deeper, and then the tell tale low groan as he was cumming. As he pulled out I checked out my hole and felt his cum in me. Of course I had to taste it and was not disappointed.

He as all as nearly everyone has the freedom of speech. He's poz and he's stating his opinion based on his experiences.

Your 27, why would you want to convert? Just a pill a day, you say ... for the rest of your life! This site talks about poz being a great thing, visit some other sites and read what they have to say. I too am on Prep, will stay on it until I want to come off, not because I want to convert either. There is a huge stigma behind being poz and I don’t mean to be disrespectful. It’s not as accepted as we are to believe. Read about all the stealth breedings on here, you really want to trust them? Think of your future, job prospects etc. keep taking Prep, be the pig you want to be, none of us know what the future holds!

-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

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

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I was 21 and living in a nearby town with my aunt and uncle. He had taken me into town one day to his office and from the tower I saw what would become my haunt “R&R Adult Toys”. I knew there would be porn. And there was a side door that said “theater”. When the weekend came, I told them I was going to see a work friend and I’d be home later. I nervously arrived, went in terrified I’d see someone I know, and browsed magazines and videos. Then I noticed the theater and the cha ching of the quarter machine. This theater had half doors! I went in, deposited my money, started stroking. When I peeked under the edge of the door I was shocked. Everyone else was looking, stroking, showing their cocks! I went to another booth, a more private area. At this point I had never touched another cock. I settled in and peeked again. There was a guy across from me looking too...and he had a wedding ring. He had a huge cock. He was stroking. He came out of his booth and knocked on mine. I let him in. He had a bottle and put it under my nose. Fuuuuuuccckk! I was spinning yet so hungry. I instinctively dropped to my knees, took his cock in my mouth, and he face fucked me. He was old enough to be my dad and I was in heaven. Without warning he started cumming and I just swallowed. He finished up and split immediately. I sat back and was like, omg I just swallowed cum and I have no idea who it was. I think that started my addiction for GH, booths, anonymous sex, wedding rings and cheating.

17, at a football game. He turned out to be one of the players dads

I was 38 when I sucked my first cock, but didn’t swallow. The second guy I sucked, I swallowed on the second try with him and didn’t look back. Now, some 20 years and a couple of thousand cocks and cumloads later, I still can’t get enough....even though I try really hard.

PART 2 As I started to cAtch my breath, the knowledge that an HIV positive guy had just cum inside me hit me more. I was still riding the waves of pleasure from getting fucked though and looked down at my still rock hard cock and realized I had completely ignored it. It hadn’t mattered to me. All of my pleasure had come from my hole. And that pleasure had been more amazing than anything I had ever felt. I knew I couldn’t not have more, whatever the risk was gonna be. He had lit a fire in me. His hard cock had. And his cum. His hot cum that was hiv positive and currently soaking into me, my body absorbing it. As his softening cock slowly slid out of me, I immediately instinctively clamped my hole shut. It seemed important to keep it all in me. “Chris, that was the hottest hole I have fucked in years. I swear, your hole gripped my cock like you literally needed it in you. And i’m So happy you decided to let me breed you and give you my cum. It’s a special bond we have now. You have my seed inside you, my essence.” I was so happy. I was a good bottom. He had loved fucking me. “I couldn’t help it. Once you were inside me, it felt so good. And I didn’t want it to stop. And... I don’t know why, but all of a sudden it just seemed like I needed your cum.” I was embarrassed saying the last part. I couldn’t understand it really, I just knew what it felt like. And at the time, something clicked and I needed it. I would have begged if I had had to, but didn’t say that. He looked down at me and smiled. “My boy found his inner cum slut. I knew when I saw you that you would be special. Some guys get fucked and some guys are bottoms Chris. You are a bottom. Bottoms need cock in their holes. They don't use condoms. Taking cum becomes an addiction. A need. I have a feeling my cute young friend, that your hole is going to need lots of hot cum to be happy.” As I lay on the thin mattress with a near strangers cum flooded in my hole, my cock still hard, what he had just said ran in my head over and over. I had been fucked before and it had been just ok. Not great at all. The fucking I had just taken in this tiny little room had been the exact opposite. It had been the hottest sex I had ever had or even thought of. I had never felt so alive, had never wanted a cock so badly. And it had occurred to me more than once, a guy with HIV had shot a huge load in my ass and I wasn’t scared or freaking out. I was grateful. It was like.... it was like he had showed me the secret. “I don’t even know what’s happening, but I can’t help it. Nothing ever felt that good before.” Now he rose off the bed and looked at me intently. “My boy has a look that is telling me his hole is still hungry.” I nodded, a little embarrassed to admit it, even to him. It was all so new. “Let’s go find you a nice big cock to fill you up again. Do you want that? To feel another man’s cock throbbing as he shoots his sperm into your willing little ass?” My eyes big, my cock like steel, I rose off the bed too and took his hand as he opened the door and began to lead me down the narrow hall towards whatever or whoever was next. I was scared and nervous, but most of all excited and horny. And I knew I wanted more.

I was at an ABS, and headed straight for the gloryholes. There were three cubicles, one open and another two with doors. I went to the middle one with holes on both sides, and before long someone appeared in the booth next to me. I put my fingers on the edge of the hole and he put his floppy cock up the hole. I immediately took it in my mouth, sucking him back and forth to get him hard. I stopped briefly, jacking his hardening cock in one hand and getting some amyl with the other. As his cock hardened, I bobbed my head back and forth faster rubbing my tongue around the fat mushroom head, before sucking and licking his balls one by one. By now his cock was mostly hard, the head covered in a mixture of my saliva and his precum. I put some amyl on my towel so I could sniff it without stopping. Taking a sniff I felt a wave of horniness rush over me and I went harder, deep throating the by now hard cock so that his pubes were in my face and I was gagging on it. I reached down to play with my hairless asshole as my mouth was full of this thick, sizeable cock, but realised i’d forgotten to get some lube. Taking some saliva on my hands, I reached down and rubbed it on my hole before slipping a finger inside and letting out a moan around the cock still filling my mouth. i took another sniff of amyl before standing up, turning round and taking his cock by the base and leaning back against it till it sled into my hole. He grunted an “mmmm” and started fucking back and forth, sliding his cock almost out of my hole and back to the hilt. I leant forward and put some more poppers on my towel, sniffed it and played with my own hard cock. I was in heaven at having my hole used and full of cock. I pushed back and squeezed my ass muscles against his cock as he continued to fuck me. I was wearing my new sheer mesh jock, and as he sped up, he grabbed the back of the strap. It would have been obvious I was being fucked by the noise of the slamming against the divider and my moans of pleasure. By now another cock had appeared in the hole opposite. He was already hard and I took him into my mouth and sucked him while the other cock was fucking me from behind. The top in my ass let out a grunt before covering my hole in his cum, then scooped it up with his still hard cock and shoved it inside me, fucking me some more. The guy in front of me shortly after pulled out and wanked his cock and cum shot out and all over my face and into my mouth. He rubbed his cock around my mouth, me sticking my tongue out to try and catch the last drops of his cum from his cock. He put it back in my mouth and I swallow, tasting what cum was in my mouth, with the rest still all over my face. They both left, but I hadn’t come, so I went to the open sling area, where they had a video of some guy getting raw gangbanged. I laid in the sling, sniffing some poppers and fingering my cum hole with one hand, and it wasn’t long before there was another cock in my mouth and another in my ass...

I decided to stop at one of the many Las Vegas ABSs on my way to the airport this morning. It's a bookstore that's a bit of a distance from my house. And one that I don't go to very often. But I had to run an errand to that part of town and I had some time to spare before I needed to be at the airport, so I made a stop. It was only 8:30a in the morning. But the parking lot was already full. Like many of the ABSs here in Vegas, they can be quite busy during the morning "drive time". A lot of guys stop by on their way to work to take care of their morning wood. I parked on the street, just in front of the store. I bought a ticket for the theater and the grumpy clerk buzzed me inside. There were 3 guys sitting in the side of the double theater that showed str8 movies. And looking past the opening into the gay/trans side, I could see another 2 guys sitting in there. I glanced at the 3 guys in the str8 side as I passed them, on my way into the gay side. Those 3 guys were just sitting there watching the str8 movie. Not even rubbing their crotches. Inside the gay/trans side, the two guys in there had their cocks out and were stroking as they watched a film showing a chick with a dick sucking and getting fucked by 2 hung black guys. The first guy I passed was close to 70 years old. He was playing with his limp dick. The second guy, sitting on the end of a ratty, leather sofa, was a hot looking black guy in his late 40's. He was tall, athletic, with a small gut on him. He had about 7"s in his hand and was slowing stroking it as he had his eyes glued to the screen. I sat on a cheap plastic chair that was about 2 feet away from the black guy. He never took his eyes off the screen as I passed him and sat next to him. My glances went back and forth between the screen and the black guys cock. After a couple of minutes of me checking him out, the black man finally turned his head and looked me in the eye. With no change in the expression on his face, he looked down at his cock then back at me. He repeatedly would look down at his cock, then look me in the eyes. I took this as an invitation, so I moved my chair the two feet, so that I was now seated right next to him. I moved my hand over to his cock and he moved his hand away from his cock, to give me access. I stroked his hard cock for a couple of minutes. Then I knelt on the filthy floor, between his knees and took his cock into my mouth. Soon, the old guy at the opposite side of the sofa moved over to us. He now was trying to horn in on the action and was trying to move me away from the black guys cock, so he could suck. The black man pushed the old guy away. It took a couple of pushes, before the guy got the hint and moved back to where he had been sitting. One of the guys sitting in the str8 side got up and moved into the gay side and sat in the plastic chair I had vacated. He watched closely as I made love to the beautiful black dick in my mouth. Soon he stood up and pulled his now hard cock from his zipper. He had a 6" hard cock in his hand. I could see him stroking his cock from the sides of my eyes. The black guy lifted my head off his cock and told me to suck the new guy. I turned my head and the new guy put his 6"s in my mouth. For about 5 minutes I alternated sucking both cocks. Then another guy came over to the gay side, from the str8 side. He stood on the other side of the black guy and also took out his cock. He was a latino guy in his late 50's. His cock was only about 6"s. But he had a nice foreskin hanging over his cock head. I turned to him and began to suck on his soft cock and suck on his foreskin. He began to harden. After I had alternated between the 3 of these guys for awhile, I could feel the black guy lean around me and rub my ass, through my pants. So, I stood up, took off my pants and underwear and turned around. I spit on my fingers and lubed up my ass. I did this several times to get my ass nice and lubed up for the black guy. He was also spitting on his fingers and lubing up his cock. I had taken my poppers from my pants when I took them off. I took a couple of deep sniffs of poppers. The black guy reached for my bottle. I gave it to him. He likewise, took some deep drags on the bottle. He handed it back and I took two more sniffs. Then I began to lower myself onto this hard, black cock. My ass slowly lowered onto him, until I could feel his pubes and balls against my ass. I began to rock up and down on his cock as the first guy again put his cock in my mouth. I was sucking and getting fucked at the same time. We fucked like this for about 5 minutes before the black man said, "Get up". I pulled myself up off his cock. "Get on your knees", he tells me. I kneel down on the sofa and put my ass up in the air. He steps behind me and slams back up into me in one, swift motion. He's now in control of the fucking and he's going to be a hard, deep and rough fucker. He's immediately slamming into me. Making me grunt with each of his thrusts. The latino guy is now kneeling on the sofa. His cock is now rock hard and he's stroking his cock furiously, just inches from my face. It's a difficult angle for me to get to his cock. But I turn my head towards him and I open my mouth. Sticking out my tongue. The Latino Papi is now making that face you get, just before you cum. Suddenly cum is covering my face as he sprays his load all over my mouth, tongue and eyes. He soon zips and leaves. The caucasian guy now moves the chair and stands near my head at the end of the sofa. He feeds me his cock. I suck as best I can, but he soon pulls out of my mouth and he begins to stroke fast as well. It only takes him a minute or two before he is now spraying his hot load all over my face. The sight of these two guys cumming all over me, must have turned on the black guy, because he's now ramming deep and hard into me. Then let's out a soft, muffled groan as he empties his balls into my ass. He holds his cock deep into me as he unloads in me. Then he gives me a couple more hard thrusts, then suddenly pulls out of me. He pulls up his pants, puts himself together and leaves. While all this has been going on, I haven't noticed that a thuggish looking Latino kid in his early 20's has come in and sat on the sofa on the side of the gay room. As I get up to put my pants on, I notice him sitting over there, his pants open, and he's stroking a 7" uncut, dark latino dick. He's looking at me intently, but not saying anything. I'm now dressed and I sit down again on the plastic chair. The Latino kid now speaks. "Wanna suck me, Grandpa"? I silently get up and cross over to him. I again drop to my knees. I take some hits of poppers and go down on his cock. His cock is partially hard. But he's quickly hardening as I suck. "You like my straight cock, fag? You like my Mexican dick?" he says. "Mmmm Hmmm......." is all I can moan as I continue to suck him. "Take your time, queer. Enjoy my cock". As I'm worshiping his beautiful cock, I feel someone feeling my ass. I come up off the young guys cock and look behind me. I see a nice looking caucasian guy in his early 40's standing behind me. He's dressed in dress slacks, long sleeved dress shirt and a tie. He's tossed his tie over his shoulder. He's obviously a business man on his way to the office. "Wanna fuck me?? I ask. "Yeah", is all the business guy says. I climb up off the floor. I move to the end of the sofa. Remove my pants again. I kneel on the end of the sofa. I can lean forward from this position and again go back to sucking the Latino kid from the side. The business guy stands behind me. He undoes his belt, unzips and pulls out a 6" cut cock. He slaps it against my cummy hole and pushes easily up into me. "Damn! You a real ho! Aren't ya, fag?" the Latino kid says with a chuckle. "Mmmmm... Hmmmm....." I moan again. I'm laughing to myself as I think about this kid calling me a ho. He's some str8 kid, that has his cock in some stranger's mouth, a man's mouth, in a filthy sex cinema, and he's calling me a ho. LMAO! But, I wear my hard earned "Ho" badge, proudly, as I continue to suck his str8 cock and enjoy the cock that's now sliding in and out of my ass. The businessman is now grabbing me around the waist and ramming into me. He's a man on a mission. And probably is late for the office. He only takes a couple of minutes of intense fucking before Mr. Businessman is shaking in orgasm, as he silently fills my ass with his load. He quickly pulls up his pants. Puts himself together and leaves the theatre. The heavy door of the theater closes with a "slam". I continue to suck on the young Latino dick. "Ok. Damn!", the kid exclaims. "Most of the time I can't cum just by being sucked. Don't think I'm gonna cum this way. Damn, I gotta cum. Shit!", he says, then pauses. "I don't normally fuck guys. But, I fuckin' need to cum. You gotta rubber, Faggot?", he asks. "Nope", I say as I come up off his cock. "But, you can fuck me raw". There's silence. He's obviously weighing his options. "Shit!", he groans as he gets up and moves behind me. He pushes up in me in one angry thrust. "Fuckin' Fag", he says under his breath as he begins to pound my hole. "Dirty, fuckin', faggot whore", he repeats in almost a whisper as he rams repeatedly into me. It's almost kind of scary because his words and mood is getting angrier and louder as he pounds his cock into me. He's slamming into me. The sofa is scooting along the wall as his thrusts become more intense and violent. He gives my ass a couple of hard "whacks". They sting as he slaps my ass. I'm trying to sniff some poppers. But most of the liquid is splashing from the bottle and burning the inside of my nose. I can't get the lid of the poppers back on, because of his fierce thrusts. I finally reach to place the open bottle of poppers onto the dirty floor. Finally, I hear a load grunts coming from him. "Uuuuggghhh...!!!!" he grunts as he slams into me and holds his cock deep into me. "Uuuuggghhhh....!!!!", he grunts again as he slams deep in me and holds it again. "Uuugghhh,...Uuuggghh..!!!" he grunts and slams a few more times. Then he pulls from me. And without saying anything, pulls up his pants. "You're clean, ain't ya?" "Ya ain't got AIDS or no other diseases, do ya?" "A little late to be asking that. Ain't it?" I say with a laugh. "Don't worry about it." I say to him. "You better not be some AIDS whore", he says as he walks toward the door. "Well, I can't vouch for the two loads of cum inside me from the other guys. I have no idea who they are? Do you?", I say with a smile on my face. "Fuckin' Faggots", he shouts back at me as he leaves the theater and lets the door slam shut with a loud bang. I'm laughing to myself. Now, all of a sudden he's worried about diseases. The horny fucker can't control himself when his dick gets hard. Lord knows, how many hundreds of both female and male mouths and assholes his dick has been inside in his few short years? Who knows how many of those holes have been housing the virus? And now, all of a sudden, after the fact, he's worried about it. I have no doubt he'll have his Latino dick inside another hole again, very, very soon. I pulled myself together and headed to the airport. Hopefully, off to my next adventure.

Part 3 Wow! I had never been fucked by more the one guy at a time and now I had just received my fourth load of cum up my fuck hole. All bareback. And even though I had been led to believe they had all been tested negative for HIV, I had been informed the last three loads were actually poz, and there were at least a dozen more poz infected cocks that were going to breed my negative ass. In addition I had just fucked a poz infected ass that was full of toxic poz cum and had shot what was probably going to be my last negative load. As my softening dick slid out of the poz pit I had just fucked I tried to get up but was roughly grabbed and place back on the fuck bench. Some one took the place of the guy I had just fucked and he in turn mounted the fresh piece of fuck meat. As he straddled him and slid his poz stick up his ass I had a great view of his cum dripping fuck hole. There was a bio hazard tattoo surrounding the poz pit which was dripping cum. "Now you can lick his ass fuck pig." I didn't need a second invitation. I love cum and the ass seasoning of a fresh cream pie is my favorite. I dove in licking up all the cum on the outside before plunging my tongue into that toxic bug infested ass. My cock was already starting to get hard again. "You like that poz fuck slop piggy"? someone asked. "Best tasting cream pie I ever," I replied. Just then another big cock was rammed deep in my hole. "Oh fuck" I gasped, "Fuck me, pump more of that bug infected poz into my cunt! Give me another load of faggot death deep in my ass." The top slammed his poz injector fuck stick in hard and almost immediately I felt his cock throbbing and I was getting another poz load deep in my ass. I could feel more of that demon seed running down my balls as his cock spewed burst after burst deep in my bowels. Thank god they all seemed to be cumming so fast. I didn't think my ass could handle every cock here pounding my ass for twenty minutes apiece. About that time bio hazard tattoo guy let out a deep moan and pumped his satanic venom deep into the ass he was pounding. Once again they told me to straddle the guy on the floor in front of me and fuck him. My cock was once again hard as a rock as I plunged it into the poz filled fuck hole and once again another cock was thrust into my ass. Since I had already came once I wasn't able to shoot another load right away and three more guys bred my fuck hole before I released my cum deep into the ass under me. Again I was yanked back onto the fuck bench with my ass exposed. The guy whose ass I had fucked was replaced with a fresh unseeded ass which he straddled and started to fuck as I licked his freshly cum filled fuck hole. My own ass was on fire from all the fucking it was getting and each new poz fucker seemed like he was trying to ram it in harder than the previous guy. As I lapped up the cum from the ass in front of me his balls tightened and he spewed his toxic brew into the bottom's ass. "Okay piggy, get that negative prick into that bug hole." I straddled the freshly pozed bug hole but my dick was not responding. I had shot two loads in a very short period and I needed some time to recover and told them as much. "We got just the thing to cure that." The men around me moved back and a figure in a black robe came forward. The robe had a hood that completely hid his face. A cold shiver cursed through my body. He looked like the grim reaper. He was holding what looked like an oxygen mask attached to a long flexible hose that you might see on a vacuum cleaner. "Inhale this," a screechy high pitched voice hissed. "What is it? I can't do drugs. If a random drug test caught me with drugs in my system I would lose my job." "Better than drugs and not detectable. I like to call it Devil's breath" he hissed in a voice that very much sounded like it could be that of the Devil. I tried to pull away from the sinister figure but his bony hand was at the back of my head before I could react. The mask was placed over my mouth and nose. "Don't fight it. Inhale," the eerie, satanic voice hissed. There was a vapor issuing from the mask that was hot and had a strong smell of sulfur that did not quite mask another foul odor. I tried to hold my breath but a fist was slammed into my gut knocking the wind from me. With each gasp for air I filled my lungs with the noxious vapor. The room was swimming but my balls felt that familiar tingle that signaled that they had a load that needed to get out. My cock had also jumped back to life, and no sooner than someone grabbed it and guided me to that poz infected fuck pit.

An adult should be aware of his actions towards kids no matter what. A 15-year-old is still a kid even if he was legal (like he would be in many countries of Europe). Kids can be easy to manipulate by adults. 43-year-olds should stay away from 15-year-olds no matter what. 15 vs 18 I could tolerate. You're 18. You can do whatever fuck you want. Well, except drink...

“You!” I said, and it exploded out of me. “Oh, fuck... You!” Bill’s smile was a slow, dangerous thing. He reached around the back of my neck and squeezed once. “Good boy,” he said. Behind me, Mac’s tongue slipped form between my spread ass cheeks and he rose, huffing. My whole body sagged as his tongue pleasure/torture stopped. “There’s gratitude,” he said, but he sounded more amused than anything else. I couldn’t look away from Bill’s gaze – his dark eyes, the small lines around them, the dark hair greying just a bit at the temples, and the hard, masculine angles of his face. Beyond him, I saw Mac climb onto the bed where Mark was tied up. Robert, still lying on his back, nodded at him, and then reached out and almost lazily tickled Mark’s exposed underarm, making him jolt up against his bindings. Bill’s hand slid down my arm, and he started to untie my wrist. He did one, then the other, and then moved behind me. As his fingers brushed the taped rope around my ankles, I watched Mac spit once onto Mark’s already slick pucker, then line up his dick and slowly push himself inside. Mark’s body tensed and curled, but the sound that came deep from his throat was guttural and definitely one of pleasure. My other ankle was freed, and then Bill’s rough, calloused hand slid around my waist and pulled me. I awkwardly got down from the chair – my legs and arms felt like rubber, spongy and weak from my thrashing – and his arms wrapped tight around me from behind, turning me to face the four poster bed for a moment. His hard-on pressed against the small of my back, and the heat from his hairy body was electric. He was squeezing me tight enough that it was just shy of uncomfortable. “Look how happy that boy is,” Bill said into my ear, and I watched as Mac began to pick up the pace. He’d taken Mark’s shoulders in his hands, and was bucking into him with long, gyrating thrusts that made Mark’s chew at the gag in his mouth. Mac smiled at me as Bill started to walk me backwards out of the room. In the hall, Andrew passed by, naked, heading toward the room we’d just vacated. He didn’t say a word, and I knew he was waiting for his turn with Mark. From the far end of the hall, I could hear Big Al’s voice, and just barely heard the gurgle that was likely the result of him face-fucking Tim. I was shaking. No doubt Bill could tell, but he continued to steer me, and pushed through the middle door in the hall, where a bed waited that was only slightly askew. This must have been the room Robert and Mac had been in, judging from the clothes on the floor. “Boy, from the first time I saw you, I wanted you,” Bill said, and he gave me a little shove. I fell onto the bed, stomach first. “And seeing that whore ass now, I’m not sure I’m ever going to let you go.” I shivered again, and rolled onto my back, looking up at him. He was standing over me, his dick hard and its purple swollen cockhead almost spilling a single drop of precome. His thick, strong body, dusted with that dark hair, seemed tensed and ready to spring. And his smile wasn’t entirely kind. I bit my lip. What was I thinking? Maybe this was a mistake. “Tim,” I said, not sure what else to say. Bill smirked. “Tim knows what he is.” As he spoke, he moved forward slowly but purposefully, and I slid back further onto the bed. He got onto the bed between my legs, and his hands slid up and down my calves, before sliding under them and starting to lift. “Tim’s a good fuckbuddy. But you’re a boy. A whore boy. Whore boys need daddies to keep ‘em in line. And keep others lined up for ‘em. But a boy has to belong to one daddy, that’s for damn sure.” I was breathing so rapidly I could barely catch my breath. He lifted my legs, then gripped both ankles with one hand while he tugged a pillow from the head of the bed and pushed it under the small of my back, then did it again. My chin was pressed against my chest to look at him above me, and he nodded at my legs in his hand. “Grab your legs, whore boy,” he said. I obeyed on some reflex born deep. I shivered again. Mac’s assault on my ass had been one thing, and had turned me on so completely I’d agreed to... Oh my god, what I was agreeing to... This was insane! I had to stop this, I had to – Mac buried his mouth on my raised pucker, wrapping his hairy arms around my waist and tugging me up against his face. Coherent thought vanished almost immediately, and I was writhing and bucking against the hot feel of his tongue drilling into me. “Yeah, that’s a whore boy,” Bill said, coming up for air for just a moment. “You’re going to be my whore boy, aren’t you?” “Yes!” I yelled the word, and Bill’s grin was triumphant and feral. He buried his tongue in me again, licking, biting, shaking his head, swiping with his tongue, spitting, slurping, and making me thrash and grind myself for a few minutes more, until I started to speak, utterly out of my mind with what he was doing. “Oh! God! Fuck me! Please! Fuck me! God, ruin me! I’ll be your boy! Your whore boy! Please! Oh! Please fuck me and ruin me oh God!” He shifted so fast the reality took a moment to sink in. One moment his tongue was driving me wild, the next both of his thick hairy arms were to either side of my head, pinning my face between them and forcing me to look right up and into his eyes, and his hard cock was pushing hard into me, with nothing but the last few remnants of Big Al’s spunk, and a whole lot of saliva, between us. He entered me with a single, deep shove that made me cry out in an animal way, then held perfectly still, his dick buried inside me, eyes locked on mine. “Fuck!” I gasped. He nodded. “Yeah, boy. Now I fuck you. Now I make you mine.” And he did. He started to fuck me with strong, even thrusts, pulling almost out before burying himself back in. The angles the pillows made were perfect – he obviously knew what he was doing – and every stroke sent incredible sparks up and down my spine. I couldn’t think. Couldn’t concentrate. He shifted his arms, first took my face in his hands ,then turned his hands so his thumbs both slipped into my mouth, and while I sucked on them, he increased the pace of his fuck, going faster, and harder, with every grunt. Our skin grew slick against each other, and his dick – though it hit just right and was making me crazy with how he rubbed me inside – was growing painful as it pounded into my ass. He was smiling, this man who was fucking me raw and who had chosen me in some way the first time Tim had introduced us. It wasn’t a friendly smile, but a possessive one, and angry. He was grunting louder now, and his sweat dripped down onto me as his thrusts grew even harder, and I started to whimper around his thumbs. I let go of my legs, and wrapped them around the back of his ass, pulling him into me, hoping he could understand what that meant. My hands gripped at his shoulders and made a low, moaning noise around his thumbs. He pulled his thumbs free, and when my mouth opened, he spit into it. I stared in shock, and he growled at me, grinding his cock into me with a force that made me whimper. “Yeah, you’re ready, aren’t you whore boy? You’re ready for daddy to make you his? You want me to ruin you now, don’t you boy?” “Ruin me!” I begged him, and he buried his dick to the balls and his hot load burst deep inside me.

I was feeling particularly horny last night memories of my filthy weekend in Blackpool lived on, so I advertised on a few sites that I'd be having an open door party at my place. I gave my address, my cell phone, and said that the door would be open between 8pm and 9.30pm. When I got home from work, I showered, douched, lubed my hole, at at 7.55pm, I unlocked the front door. I went to my room, closed the curtains, turned off the light, and lit a few tea lights around the room, giving a dim flickering glow. I put on some dance / techno music on low to add a rhythm to the room. Positioning myself on my bed, I pulled down my blindfold, and offered my hole in the air - and waited. At 8.15, I heard the door open, and as I heard footsteps on the stairs, I took a few deep hits of poppers, my door opened, and I heard someone enter, and start taking his clothing off. A few moments later, I felt the biggest thickest cock ram deep into my hole… it hurt like hell, so I took some more poppers, and pushed back onto it. The guy loved it, and soon picked up a rhythm to match the music. Before long, I realised that there wasn't just one guy in my room, but two… the big cock pulled out, and a slimmer, but longer knob slammed into me, quite taking my breath away. I hadn't said in my on-line postings if I was into bb or playing safe, but as there were no condoms in my room, I inwardly hoped that everyone would play raw. I reached around to feel this long schlong probing my hole, and realised there was no rubber on…. YEAH! I snorted some more poppers and began to buck my hips with the rhythm. The long dick pulled out, and was again replaced by the super thick one… after a few minutes, the guy rammed in deep, groaned loudly, and dumped his seed. He slowly pulled out, and was repaced again by slim long dick. Snorting on some more poppers, the thought of being this anonymous cumdump really got me going… the guy screwed me a bit more, and before long I wasn't on all fours anymore, I was laying on my bed, spread-eagle, the guy on top of me with all his weight. He ploughed his cock into me, pulling it all the way out, before slamming it all the way back in until his balls slapped against my freshly shaven bum cheeks. It wasn't long before he grabbed my hips, and stuffed it into me deep one last time before releasing his fuck muck deep into my creampie hole. He pulled out, slapped me on the arse. I lay there groaning, high on poppers, loving it. The two guys dressed and left the house. As I lay there pondering how many I'd get that night, and if I should go out to get some more loads. I kept huffing poppers, relishing the intensity. I suppose I'm a total cum-popper- whore. I took the blindfold off for a moment, looked over my shoulder and smiled as I caught sight of my bum and hole in the gently seductive glow of the candles… and noticed a condom by the side of me, with a knot in it, and juice inside it. I was surprised because both the guys who'd just left both had done me raw. I bit the knot off the top, and poured the spunk over my hole. Waste not, want not! I lay down again, thinking about the special advantages of cum-as-lube. I had no idea's whose it was, but hey. I put the blindfold back on, and closed my eyes, getting lost in my thoughts, high on poppers and the rhythmic beats of the dance music. Shortly later I heard the door open again, and once more heard footsteps on the stairs. Sniffing the little brown bottle, (my best friend), I spread my legs and got ready to receive the next deposit. Turns out this was another pair of guys, and as one got undressed, one fingered my cummy hole, remarking to his buddy about the juice I'd poured over my hole earlier. He also remarked something about my being a right whore. I smirked with pleasure. Once naked, one of guys stuffed his cock into me. It slid in deep, no fuss. He groaned real heavy as my hole swallowed his cock right up to his balls. He leant over me, until I could hear him breathing in my ear, and smell his breath. It stunk! Dunno who he was, but this guy needed a shower and some mouth wash. My cock swelled even harder as I considered I was being fucked by some filthy man. He pounded my hole for what felt like an eternity. The lube had long dried up, and I was running purely on now thickening spunk that had been deposited earlier in my hole. Fortunately, he pulled out, hocked up the biggest glob of spit, lubed my hole, and rammed his knob back into me. Fucking me a few more minutes, he groaned loudly and unloaded into me. He gently pulled out, and he slapped my bum cheeks before kneeling over me, one leg either side, facing towards my hole. I was effectively pinned down now. He pulled my arse cheeks open, and I felt a finger enter me. It must have been the other guy, as the first guy was holding my cheeks spread. The finger soon became 2, became 3, 4, then 5… It felt like heaven! He got his fist into me, and fisted me a little, before pulling it out… I was totally his… I snorted the deepest, longest, most intense hit ever and he slammed his cock into me… must have been about 8.5inches. I think he was cut, but I can't say for sure. In any event, as the first guy held me down, and my arse open, the 2nd guy drove his tool into me deeper and deeper, harder and harder. I was screaming in pleasure. He’d pull his cock right out, and then drive it back into me, and repeat it over and over. After what felt like 10 minutes of this action, he pulled out, and I felt load after load of hot sticky spunk shoot all over my hole and crack. I felt it dribble down to my hole, where he and his mate were working their fingers into me, repacking the masses of man fuck juice into me. They stood up, wiped their fingers on my back, dressed and left. I waited a while before taking my blind fold off… it was 9:45, so I knelt up, put a bowl under my hole, and let the mess dribble out of my hole. I then poured a little over my cock and used it as lube, before pouring the remainder into my mouth. I dribbled some of it back out into the bowl, before pouring it once again into my mouth… it tasted filthy, that smell of old sticky spunk…. Lovely! I swallowed the whole lot, then stuck some fingers up my now sore hole, and rode my hand, whilst jacking furiously. It wasn’t long before I felt my balls tense, and a huge, thick, hot steamy load fired from my cock-head. The convulsions were so strong my sperm landed on the wall at the head of the bed. No lie, it covered a good 2 metres of lateral travel and gained about 1.5 metres of height. It was intense! I collapsed, sweating, shaking, my hole still dribbling bits of juices, my cock getting slowly soft, my balls covered in spunk and feeling totally, and utterly like a used bareback cumdump whore. Can't wait to repeat it!

Part 6-The Consequences I woke alone in the bed. I wasn’t sure what time is was, how long I had been at this guy’s house. One thing I knew for sure is that I probably was fired from my job for missing so much work. I grabbed my breakfast and walked out by the pool. Joey was the first to see me and immediately came over to me. “I am in so much trouble bro. I haven’t been to work in days and am sure that my ass is fired.” Dave and Trent strolled over and joined us. “Dave and I must have also been fired. What are we gona do for cash bro?” “I’m sure my ass was fired right along with all of yours. I don’t know what we are gona do. Do you guys know where our clothes are?” They all shook their heads no. And to top it all off, none of the men we had been with all this time were around. I looked at Trent and could tell he wasn’t feeling right. “You feeling ok Trent?” “No bro, I think I’m getting sick.” We took Trent into the house and helped him get into bed. As he was lying there I began to feel a little achy but thought it was just from being drugged up and fucked for so long. Suddenly Trent bolted for the bathroom and threw up. This perpetuated my feeling ill and I was in bed with him. By the end of the day all four of us were sicker then a dog and in bed. The owner of the house came home to find us cuddled up together, sweating and very sick. I asked; “Can you take us to the doctor please?” “You boys will be alright in a few days. You just got the flu.” I never heard of summer time flu. He gave us some watered down Gatorade to drink. Joey asked; “Can you let us call our jobs so that we can tell them we’ve been sick?” “You all quit your jobs boys. You asked me to type up letters and you all signed them. I mailed them out a week ago.” I then asked; “What about our apartments, our clothes and Joey’s car?” “You also asked me to help you guys break your leases so you could move in with me. Then you said you didn’t need your clothes or personal property since I was going to take care of you.” That prompted me to ask; “How long have we been living here?” “You boys have been living here for almost 2 weeks now.” We were too sick to argue with this man. We were all worried what we would do for work, money and the basic necessities of life. We just slept and drank what he gave us to keep us well hydrated. When we were feeling better Matt came over. I figured he was there to drug us up again but he drew a couple vials of blood from each of us and left. We were allowed to roam around the house, eat and drink all wanted. We were not able to leave the house since we did not have any clothes to wear. Most days we spent out by the pool with the occasional blow job or fucking between us 4 guys. Other then that our host or and of his business partners were too busy to pay any attention to any us. The following week Matt returned and spoke with four men. We couldn’t hear what was being discussed, but it seemed that the men were pleased with what Matt was telling them. After the conversation Matt headed for the basement and I was summoned in the house. “You are to go down to the basement and do everything Matt tells you or your parents will learn all about your activities over the past 3 weeks.” I was stunned. I didn’t want my parents to learn that I’m gay or the fact that I am addicted to meth. I went into the basement as instructed where Matt was waiting for me. The basement was brightly light up with over head lighting unlike the other times I’ve been in the basement when it’s been dimly light. Matt stood by the fuck bench and motioned for me to come over to him. “Lay face down on the bench.” I did as I was told and Matt promptly fastened the straps so I was not able to move. I could see out of the corner of my eye as he put on a pair of rubber surgical gloves and felt the coolness of alcohol on my lower back just about my ass crack. “This is going to sting for a but, but it will all be over quickly.” I heard a buzz as I began to feel a sting in my low back. I thought he was digging into my skin. Ever so often he would stop and wipe the area and go back to digging into my back again. After some time he stopped the hard digging and I just felt a faint buzz as he continued. I’m not sure how long I was there when I was told; “All finished. Now I’m gona let you up and you are to sit down here in the basement until I am done with your buddies.” Matt released the straps and I got off the bench. I looked over my shoulder and could barley make out a strange symbol tattooed just about my ass. I am not sure what the symbol meant, but I know I had seen it before in the doctor’s office. As I sat there Trent came walking into the basement. He was strapped down like I was and the buzzing began again. I saw Matt working on Trent’s tattoo. After all four of us were given the same tattoo the four men came down to the basement to talk tell us why we were given the tattoo. “Boy’s we gave you those tattoos cause we want the world to know what you achieved here over the past 3 weeks.” I asked; “What did we achieve?” “I took four straight young men and turned you into gay, meth heads who are all HIV+.” We were in shock over the news. Dave was the first to speak; “I just want to go home please?” “You are welcome to go home any time you like. But know that your family and friends may learn of your new status. And what will you do when you need that fix of meth I have been giving you. You know you need it, you all probably need it right now.” Joey asked through his tears; “I need a job to support myself.” “We will take care of you. We will give you jobs in our production company. You’ve already been a smash on our website with your performances out by the pool and here in our play room. The DVD from the party has already presold over 5000 copies.” Sheepishly we asked; “What company?” “We own and operate a web site that tailors to a select crowd called ‘Florida Boys’. You are the new stars of that web site and as long as you perform up to standards you will continue to have all that you need.” We learned that there were hidden cameras throughout the house and grounds that took video of everything we did. I was doing my best to process what we were being told when Matt came over and gave each of us a nice slam of Tina to help convince us that we needed to comply with their wishes. We were so horny and sex starved it was a no brainer that we were staying. Trent, Dave and Joey watched as I got up and willingly climbed into the sling and asked for one of the men to fuck me right then and there. Trent climbed on the fuck bench as Dave and Joey were taken out by the pool. We all got a good fucking that afternoon and for many times after that. We have stared in over 20 DVD’s and daily on the web site. We have learned to slam ourselves and use Viagra to maintain erections so that we can fuck each other at will.